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Matt & Lisa at School Ch. 01

By: Lauries Husband



Preface

It has been a little over a year since that momentous New Year's Eve for our family. (If you haven't read A Family New Year's Eve, please do. This will make much more sense.) This past spring, Laurie took Lisa to New York for her birthday. Over the course of a few days, she told our beautiful twenty-one year old daughter all about our relationship. (Their adventures continue in A Girls' Night Out.)

Two months later, Matt graduated from high school. When Lisa came home a few weeks later, our son lost no time in re-asserting himself as the alpha-male in our family games. Laurie and Lisa delighted in fulfilling all of our fantasies. It was an incredibly hot summer.

In late August, he started his college career at the same large, mid-western university where Lisa was beginning her senior year. She has been living with two of her girlfriends in an off-campus apartment for the last two years, while college regulations called for Matt to live in one of the student dorms. Lisa got a new roommate this year.

Matt was quite busy for the first month; classes and schedules were frenetic for them both. And with Matt meeting loads of new kids in the dorm, they were only able to spend time together if they made a 'date' for dinner. When they did, Lisa usually cooked in her apartment and at least one of her two roommates was there. Once, though, during the first week of class, after Lisa had made dinner for all four of them, she and Matt disappeared down the half-flight of stairs across from the kitchen and into her room.

They had not been together for over a week and they were both going crazy. After Lisa locked the door behind her, she sat on the side of the bed and beckoned her brother over to her. Matt stood between her spread legs looking down on her as she pulled her shirt off and unsnapped the catch of her bra. As her brother's hands started to massage her firm tits, she pulled him closer and unbuttoned his jeans. Then smiling wickedly at her younger brother, she pulled his massive cock out of his boxers and started to stroke him with her fingertips. Lisa quietly asked him what he thought of her roommates as her second hand started to massage his sac. Then she opened her lusty mouth and took his long, fat prick all the way into her throat.

As she bobbed back and forth, Matt tried to answer her. In hoarse whispers, he said he thought they were pretty cool. Shelly was nice, but a little distant. He said it felt like she had to be that way because she was a senior and he was only a freshman. Lisa let him slide back out and she giggled up at him. "You're right on, bro. She's really sweet, but kind of snobby sometimes. Anyway, she's with her boyfriend most of the time."

Matt guided her mouth back to his stiff dick and she started sucking on him again, her swollen lips wrapped around his cockhead and then sliding down the hot, meaty shaft. "Now Margie...fuck, Lis'...you're getting to be as good as Mom at this...Margie's really hot!" Neither of them was aware that his voice was carrying up the stairs. "She's like an Asian you, sis." He was bucking towards her now, getting closer as she pressed on his perineum. "Unngg...fuck, Lis'..." his voice kept edging up, "you're gonna make me cum, baby...I want to see her naked, Lisa...I want to eat her cunt...I want to see you and her together." 

Now his voice was lower, but it seemed to penetrate through the apartment. "Swallow my cock, slut...set it up, Lisa...the three of us...unghhh...fuck, baby...here it comes..." And then the only sound came from Lisa as she swallowed the crème he'd shot into her hungry mouth. 

Matt left shortly afterwards, saying goodbye to Margie on his way out. Shelly had left earlier, right after dinner, to spend the night with her boyfriend. That was the only time brother and sister were able to be together sexually, and they were both getting a little crazy.

They both found the arrangements quite frustrating. Lisa had stopped seeing her boyfriend from the previous year – no way he could compare to her brother for sex, and she had no plans to marry him! Matt was more interested in meeting and making new friends than he was in finding a girlfriend for himself. The sex couldn't be better than what he was getting from his mother and his sister. When they came home for our annual Thanksgiving family dinner and party, they couldn't stay away from each other.

That was the night when my brother, David, happened to see Matt leave our bedroom and wander into Lisa's, leaving the door slightly open behind him. He heard them talking about school as he turned into our room to say hello to Laurie. He was pleasantly surprised to find his sister almost naked...then the realization hit him that Matt was just in there with her – and now in his sisters room? What the fuck was going on here? He walked in to his niece's room unannounced. 

Lisa was sitting naked on her bed, her firm, tanned thighs spread wide; her feet planted firmly on the floor. Her brother was standing in front of her, facing away from his uncle; his pants and boxers were around his knees. At first, Lisa didn't notice him – she was busy trying to stuff her brother's immense cock all the way down her throat. Then she backed away slightly and she saw him. She let Matt's cock slide out slowly between her puffy lips, then she leaned back on her hands, thrusting her perfectly shaped twenty-one year old breasts at him. "See anything you like, Uncle David?" Her voice broke with emotion. She couldn't believe how she felt – naked and spread open under her uncle's gaze – "Fuck," she thought as she looked at him, "those ice-blue eyes...so hot!" She was beginning to realize what her mother had been talking about when she'd told Lisa of her rather unorthodox relationship with her brother.

Matt turned around, his awesome hard-on leading the way. "Happy Thanksgiving, Uncle Dave." A little nervous, but smiling and holding up well to the intrusion, David thought.

Glancing down, he chuckled and said, "You look pretty happy to see me." Then he turned to my daughter. His eyes moved slowly up and down her body. Her long, full dark hair framed her beautiful face. Her body was fantastic...he guessed her to be a 34B... perfectly shaped with such perfect fucking nipples. He loved that she was tanned everywhere except for the pale triangles that covered her nipples and the bottoms of her breasts and the light patch of her plump little pussy. "I see a lot that I like, Lisa. Tell me, am I still your favorite uncle?" She nodded her head. He turned to Matt. "How about you, neph?" Matt nodded as well. "That's good," he said. "We'll talk later, okay?" They both nodded again and he started to leave the room. He paused and then turned back and walked over to his niece. He looked at her – she couldn't take her eyes away. "I think you forgot to give your favorite uncle a kiss, didn't you?"

Lisa's cunt was dripping – she knew her brother and her uncle could smell her arousal; this inflamed her moist pussy even more. She nodded slowly back at my brother as she stood up and slithered into his arms. "Happy Thanksgiving, Uncle David," Lisa gave him her most seductive smile as she tilted her face up and lifted her arm around the back of his neck. 

David was struck by how much she resembled her mother at that age. "God," he thought, "would I have loved to fuck her when she was twenty!" But his niece was every bit as exciting as her mother...and he suspected she shared the family libido. He was certainly going to find out. 

He pulled her close and his lips closed on hers – they were so soft and sweet. His hand, clearly visible to his enchanted nephew, slid down his niece's collar bone to her perfect breast. He stroked the underside lightly with his fingertips as Lisa's tongue pushed past his lips and invaded his mouth. When he finally found her thick, pencil-eraser sized nipple, he rolled it between his fingers, squeezing it gently. Lisa moaned into his mouth in response.

Her uncle's other hand slid down the silky flesh of her back, tracing the flair at her waist and the curve of her hip. She was amazed at the sensations bombarding her. Before Laurie had told her about our relationship with my brother, Lisa would never have imagined that her uncle could make her feel this way. She was so close to cumming from the way he stroked her tit...he was as good a kisser as her dad, she thought...maybe a little better because he was a little rougher with her. It was then that the hand on her back grabbed her firm, round ass while the hand on her tit slid down over her tight abs, lingering momentarily at the little strip of dark hair that adorned the top of her slit and then cupped her hot little cunt, sliding his finger into the moist channel. 

He felt my baby girl's cunt contracting around his finger as she climaxed for him. As she calmed down, he slid his finger out of her pussy and his tongue out of her mouth. Smiling at them both, he wished them a Happy Thanksgiving, reminding them he wanted to speak to them both before they returned to school.

Early the next morning, Lisa got a phone call from one of her roommates. She said that Matt would be getting an 'official' call from the school soon. To make a long story short, it seems that a year earlier, one of the students in Matt's dorm got sick. This led to the discovery of asbestos in the building and the inevitable law suit from the parents. The judge finally ruled, and the school had to shut the dorm down for immediate repairs.

Shelly, Lisa's roommate, said that she wanted to move in with her boyfriend and Matt could have her room for half the rent. (Of course, she didn't want her parents to know about it, so Lisa would keep Shelly's name on the lease and on the mailbox.) We all discussed it at breakfast and decided that it would be a good thing to do. When the lady from the Housing Office called a few hours later, Matt was told he needed to vacate his room by noon on Monday. When we explained that his older sister was a student in an apartment, they were happy to give Matt special permission to live off-campus and he would get a school parking permit and other paperwork upon his return.

Shelly moved out Sunday before Matt and Lisa returned. She did take the time to explain what was happening to Lisa's other roommate, Margie Yuen. Margie spent the afternoon moving her stuff from the downstairs bedroom (that shared a bathroom with Lisa's bedroom) to the vacant, airy room upstairs with the nice en suite bath.

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Lisa talked to Margie on her cell phone from her car, confirming everything with her. Matt was following his sister in his car. They had spent the first several hours of the drive back to school calling each other, planning and discussing the little details of their new arrangement. Matt was happy to let his sister do the organizing – his mind was on other things. Lunchtime came and they both pulled off the highway, meeting in the parking lot of the restaurant at the rest-stop.

Matt reached into one of his bags in the back seat, grabbed something and then headed to Lisa's car. He opened her door, but instead of letting her out, he dropped the soft object into his sister's lap. When she held up the lightweight, white wife-beater T-shirt, she gasped and her face flushed a deep pink.

Matt's voice was so deep, almost feral as he spoke to his sister. "I told you it wasn't just for holidays and summer vacations, Lis'." She nodded, her pussy already starting to moisten. "Why don't you change into this now, big sister?" Knowing it would be too difficult to manage this in the car, Matt took the shirt and extended his hand to his sister and helped her out of her car. 

She was wearing an old, gray sweat-shirt and jeans, comfortable for the drive. But standing next to her low-slung car, in front of her brother, her Master, she knew she was definitely out of her comfort zone. And she loved him all the more for keeping his promises and putting her there. 

They were parked three rows back, in front of the main entrance. She looked around briefly, her lust showing in her dark eyes, scanning the cars and the people in the lot. Not seeing any children, Lisa crossed her arms in front of her and grabbed the bottom of the sweat-shirt. She could hardly breathe as she felt the cool autumn breeze whistle across her flat tummy and then the bottom curves of her breasts. When she raised the shirt high enough to expose her diamond-hard pink nipples, her eyes were covered.

"Stop now." Matt didn't need to raise his voice – he knew he had his sister's complete attention. As Lisa held her arms up, she heard a car door open and close from not far away. As she sucked in her breath, her nipples seem to extend even further from the pale pink aureoles surrounding them. She heard footsteps and then Matt told her to "keep going." She pulled the shirt off in one motion and then shook her long, dark curls before opening her eyes. 

Standing about fifteen feet behind Matt, leaning against a car fender, was a tall, slim, dark-haired man in a leather jacket, jeans, a baseball cap and cowboy boots. He looked to be about forty years old; he was smiling at her, a toothpick hanging out of the side of his mouth. Looking straight at Lisa, he spoke to Matt with a soft drawl. "Dude...that's real sweet." 

Without turning around, Matt took the sweatshirt from his sister, leaving her topless in the cool November air. "Yeah," he replied, "if ya gotta have a sister, might as well look like this." He heard footsteps coming closer; Lisa's eyes were getting brighter.

Matt handed the tiny white T-shirt back to his sister. From over his shoulder he heard the man again. "Shit, man...she's your sister?" As Matt nodded, the man stepped next to him. Matt glanced over quickly and saw no apparent threat. "That is very radical...very crazy, dude." Matt nodded again – it was true. "You should put that shirt on, missy – there's some kids walking this way." He clapped Matt on the shoulder and wished him good luck, he thought they would need it. He mumbled 'goodbye' and walked away, towards the restaurant. 

Lisa pulled the shirt over her head and over her shapely torso. Her breasts were showcased by the ultra-thin ribbed cotton material. The shirt stretched tightly across her chest, hugging every curve. Even a quick glance revealed the wonderful shape of her perfect tits, riding high on her chest with her nipples fighting through the shirt. The over-sized arm holes exposed the outer curves of each breast, almost to the dusky pink areola. 

Matt was staring at his sister; it still blew him away that she just didn't see how beautiful she really is. He did, though, and he was going to enjoy it. "Hungry, Sis? I'm starving." Matt didn't wait for her to answer. He pulled his wallet from his pocket and handed her a hundred-dollar bill. "Why don't you get us some burgers and stuff from the take out counter?" The way he was smiling her, Lisa knew it wasn't really a request – more of a command.

She lowered her eyes and spoke softly. "Of course, Matt. I'll be right back." She started to walk away when her brother called her back.

"I think you need more lipstick and makeup, Lis'." He was trying to hide a smile.

Lisa's heart-rate started to climb as she realized the picture she would present inside. She reached inside her car and grabbed her purse. She gave her brother a small mirror to hold as she applied color to her lips and her smoldering eyes. Her voice was trembling as she said, "God, Matty...I look like such a slut. When I give them that $100 bill..." Her knees were trembling. "Fuck, little brother...they're all gonna think I'm a whore!" When Matt gave her back the mirror, his smile was as wide as his face. Lisa raised herself up on her toes and kissed her younger brother. "I'll be right back, lover."

Fifteen minutes later, they were sitting in Matt's car eating their lunch. Matt was trying to swallow his food but he kept laughing and choking as Lisa told him about her ordeal at the counter. It seems she was correct in other peoples' assessment of her current look. "Oh my God, Matty..." she was laughing as she spoke, "it was so funny, the way they all looked at me. But...God...I was so turned on!" 

Matt put down his drink and pulled the thin straps of the T-shirt down over Lisa's shoulders until her swollen nipples were uncovered. He rolled one of the hard, thick buds between his fingers. "You still are, Lis'...so am I, but we gotta boogie." He started to clean up the mess in his car. "Pretty cool that Margie moved upstairs, huh? Did you tell her about us, Lis'?"

"Uhmm..." Lisa hesitated. She wanted her brother to find out about Margie in a different way...the way she had fantasized about for the last three months – ever since Margie surprised her in the shower right after she moved in. "I guess I did, kind of...not everything." Her reluctance to talk about it was not lost on her brother. Neither was the gleam in her eye when he'd mentioned her roommate.

Matt kept his voice very light and neutral. "Okay, let's throw this shit out and get on the road." They scooped up the garbage and dumped it into the nearest trash can. Matt held Lisa's door open for her as she slid into the driver's seat and buckled her safety belt across her lap. Then without a word, Matt leaned into the car and adjusted the shoulder strap so it pulled the wife-beater, exposing most of her firm tit-flesh. "You have your bluetooth earpiece?" Lisa nodded. "Good. Turn it on. You'll need both hands while we're talking." Matt squatted by the door next to his sister. Reaching across her lap, he unbuttoned the top of her jeans and slid her zipper down. "Lift up, baby," he groaned as he tried to slide her pants down. She lifted her cute round bottom off the seat and Matt slid her jeans and her little panties to her knees. 

The contrast between the tanned flesh of her belly and her thighs and the pale triangle between her legs made her shaved, smooth mound stand out noticeably. He bent over and gave her sweet little pussy a nice long lick and then kissed his sister hard on her mouth. "Can you move your legs enough to drive, Lis'?" She moved around a little, pressing the pedals and mimicking her driving movements.

"Yes, Matty...I'm fine." Her voice was subdued, but he could hear the trembling that indicated her excitement. The last thing Matt did was pull her T-shirt up to just below the bottom curve of her breasts, anchoring it there with the shoulder strap.

He kissed her and then backed out of her car. He shut her door and told her he'd talk to her in a few minutes. Lisa pulled out of her spot and turned towards the ramp to the highway. She was pulling away as Matt made his way back to his car.

Ten minutes later, Matt spotted her car cresting a hill and he dialed her number. "Hey," he said when she answered.

"You ever do this to Mom, Matty?"

"No. Why?"

"It's really pretty fuckin' hot, little brother...that's why."

"Where are your hands, Lis'?"

"Ten and two, bro...just like the manual says." He heard her giggling.

"When I said you'd need both hands...I didn't say to drive, Lisa." He thought he heard a small gasp. "Any cars or trucks by you?"

"Uhmm...there's one car about a quarter-mile ahead and two eighteen-wheelers ahead of the car." Her voice dropped and got a little tight. "Why, Matty? What to you want me to do?" Her brother couldn't see her thick nipples poking holes through the thin T-shirt, so she described it to him.

"Catch up to the car, baby...I'll be right behind you." Lisa checked her rear-view mirror and saw her brother's car for the first time since they'd started again.

"Hey, lover...I can see you now." She gained ground steadily on the sedan in the right lane. "I'm almost there, Matty, tell me what to do, baby."


Matt & Lisa at School Ch. 01



"Get close enough to see who's in the car, Lis'." He watched as she moved closer. 

"Looks like a mom and a little kid, Matty."

"Okay...pass her...slowly, Lis'..." Matt couldn't believe how cool this all was. It had been so hard, the last few months at school, knowing she was sleeping only a mile away. But they just couldn't seem to get together, alone, until this past week. After Shelly called Friday morning, Matt knew his world was changing again – he could hardly wait – and now it was here! "Is she looking at you?"

"Yes...she's cute, Matty...she's staring at me." 

"What can she see...talk to me, Lisa!" His heart was pounding. "What about the kid?"

Lisa's voice was totally strained. "The kid is a baby, Matt. I was seeing the car seat before. She's watching me talk to you...I know she can see the side of my right breast and my nipples...they're so hard, baby..."

"Okay, listen, babygirl...I'm gonna pull up close behind you...stay even with her...keep flirting with her...alright, I'm gonna flash my brights, like you should speed up...don't... turn around and give me the finger...good, baby...now...when I flash again, pull up your shirt and rub your nipple for her." He heard Lisa gasp. "When I honk, pull ahead to that big rig in front of us...okay?"

"Yes, Master." He could hardly hear her whisper. He flashed his lights. He was close enough to see the grin on her face as she flipped him off. When she was back facing the young mother in the other car, Matt flashed the lights again. From behind, he could see his sister's hand moving.

"Talk to me, Lis'...everything!"

"Okay, Matty...she smiled after I gave you the finger...I'm playing with the edge of my shirt...she's staring hard, baby...I'm pulling it away...fuck, Matty...I think I might cum!"

"Easy, Lis'...stay with her, baby...talk to me."

"I just pulled the shirt away, Matty...my whole breast is out! Oh, she's smiling at me again...she's starting to roll down her window..."

"Leave your window up...suck your fingers and then pull your nip for her...now, play with your tit...I'm gonna honk...speed up, baby, now!" Lisa hit the accelerator hard, pulling away from her ardent admirer. Matt followed, pausing only long enough to look at the frustrated mother. She was cute enough, but not even close to his sister. "I think you made her day, Lis'," Matt spoke sweetly into the phone. "Ready for another little thrill?"

Lisa breathed heavily into her tiny headset. "Just tell me what to do, Matty...you know I'll do anything you want me to." Her pussy was really starting to cream.

"Are your pants still around your knees?" Matt was choking out the words. "Is your slut cunt on display?"  

"Yes, Master."

"Good, baby...real good. Now I want you to push your shirt to the middle...tuck it under the shoulder strap."

"Jesus, Matty...my tits are both uncovered. What are we doing?" She was feeling the tremors starting to emanate from her hot, moist pussy.

"I want you to pull up to that big rig, baby...right along side. Now, Lis'." He watched her car get closer to the cab of the semi. "Okay, baby...now when you get up close, make sure he can see into the car. Talk to me, Lisa...what's going on?"

The semi driver had seen the small car pulling closer. When it didn't pass as he'd expected, he glanced down to check out what was going on. "Holy shit!" he thought as he stared at the hot, young thing driving the car. "Maybe Sunday hauling ain't a bad idea!"

"He's looking at me, Matt...he's saying something, but I can't hear him."

"Can he see your pussy, baby?" Lisa moaned her reply. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, lover...I'm spreading my legs as wide as I can for him."

"Finger yourself, Lis'...let him watch you fuck yourself."

"Fuck me!" The driver was going out of his mind! When she'd looked at him, he couldn't believe how good-looking she was – perfect tits...great nipples...shaved cunt. What more could he ask for? Now she was fingering herself!

"He's watching me, Master...I'm fucking myself for him." Lisa had a hard time speaking as she frigged herself, glancing up as often as she could to see the driver high above her.

"Tell me about Margie, Lis'." He heard his sister gasp into the headset.

"God, Matty...now?" Lisa was beginning to crest towards orgasm.

"Now, slut."

"One night, right after she moved in, we all got stoned and watched movies and stuff. After the last movie, I went downstairs to shower and go to bed. I was in the shower...I was thinking about you, little brother...about your huge, hard cock...I was playing with myself with the hand-held showerhead...I know I was saying your name.

"I heard the bathroom door open...Margie said she had to pee and couldn't wait. I know she saw me holding the nozzle in front of my pussy through the glass doors. I couldn't say anything as she stood there and looked at me. Fuck, Matty...just like this guy is looking at me now."

"Keep talking, babygirl...you're makin' me really hard!"

"It was like slow motion, baby." Lisa's voice was a little heavier, filled with the lusty memory. "She stood there for a minute, then she stripped off her blouse and her shorts. All she had on was a pair of pink bikini panties." Lisa was jamming three fingers into her gaping cunt. "She's so cute, Matty...she's built just like me. She didn't say anything... she peeled her panties off, opened the door and stepped into the shower.

"She took the showerhead out of my hand and started spraying herself. When she was all soaked, she aimed it at my pussy. I just stood there, baby...my knees were shaking so bad. Then she moved close, her tits were pressing into mine...she kissed me, Matty. She frenched me - it was so fuckin' hot!"

"Listen, babygirl..." Matt interrupted, "Suck your fingers and waive goodbye to your friend. Pull ahead into the next rest stop. But keep talking about Margie – she's sounding better and better every minute."

Lisa did as Matt instructed. She left the semi driver with one very hard dick and two very blue balls. Normally, that wasn't her style but she knew her little brother needed her. That's what had kept her cunt wet and her nipples hard for the last two months...well, that and maybe Margie, too.

"Okay, little brother. After she kissed me, she pinched my nipple, Matty – it really hurt. Then, in a real bossy voice, she asked me...she asked...who's the Matty that's making me so hot? Baby, her eyes were like black coals, all shiny and hot. I had to tell her, baby. I said, "You know who I mean...it's him...it's...my...brother."

"What did she say, Lis'?" Matt's voice was so low she could barely hear him.

"Did you see that sign, Matty? There's a rest area in two miles."

"Yeah, I saw it...pull off there and drive to the end of the lot. What did she say?" Lisa heard the impatience in his voice.

"She said I must be a really dirty slut to think about my brother that way. She asked me why. I...uhmm...I told her I saw you...you know...jerking off...one night in your room. Here's the exit, Matt...I'm pulling in now." Matt waited impatiently for her to start speaking again. "She asked me what I saw, baby. Okay, Matty, I'm down at the end of the middle row."

"Lisa..." Her master's voice was making her already moist pussy drip onto her seat. "Get out of your car...now."

She took off her little headset and opened her door. Seconds later, Matt's car pulled into the space next to hers. Before she could swing her legs all the way out, her brother was there to help her out of the car. She took his hand and he pulled her up out of her seat directly in front of him. Matt leaned his face down and kissed his sister. As his tongue explored her lips and mouth, his hands locked on her firm, taught ass, crushing her pussy against his massive hard-on. Lisa could only moan into his mouth, her feelings of love and submission sending lightening bolts through every nerve.

Matt held her back several inches. His eyes were wild with the testosterone and adrenalin coursing through him. His voice was as commanding as it had every been, thrilling his sister to her very soul. "What, exactly, did you tell her, Lis'?" She started to reply when he interrupted her. "Take off that fucking shirt, slut." Lisa started creaming as she pulled her shirt up and off. Her firm, tanned breasts stood out proudly from her chest in the late fall sunlight. Her nipples extended fully and the light, pink skin of her areolas were pebbled from her excitement.

Her gasp turned into a soft whimper as first Matt kissed one of her nipples and then softly bit down on the thick pink nub. "Get on your knees, baby..." Lisa slid down between their cars, her jeans and panties still around her knees. "Tell me what you said - unbuckle my belt, Lis'."

Lisa's mind was reeling with the memory of that night and the sensual overload of her current situation. She could barely speak, her body thrilling to the cool breeze as it caressed her hard nipples and her hot little pussy. But she knew her brother really wanted to hear the whole story. Her fingers trembling as she started to unfasten his belt, she continued. "I told her...you were laying down on your bed..." She unbuckled him and her fingers went to the button at his waist. "When I looked in...I said I saw you..." The button popped and she grabbed his zipper and started to tug it down, very carefully. Her brother seemed as large as she had ever known him to be. "I saw you stroking the biggest and most beautiful cock..." Lisa reached around behind her younger brother and tugged his jeans and boxers down to his knees as he leaned back against his car door. "...that I'd ever seen." She smiled up at him, her eyes a dark brown version of her mothers as they became glaring slits. "Surprise, baby brother," she gave him her wickedest little grin, "here he is now!"

Mat looked down at his incredibly hot sister as she rubbed the huge mushroom-shaped head of his cock all over her face and across her swollen lips. He grabbed a handful of her hair; she knew immediately what his signal meant and she took almost all of his thick rod into her mouth and down her throat. She held him still, working her tongue around the hard ridge of his crown, letting her throat adjust to his size. A moment later she let the rest of him slide into her until her lips rested against his pubic bone.

"Swallow me, sister!" Matt groaned as she started massaging his shaft with her very talented throat. After a minute of this heavenly feeling, Matt pulled her head back until his cock popped out of her mouth. "What did Margie say then?"

"She asked how big you are...I said eight or nine inches, maybe more." Lisa giggled, "You know what Dad says...always undersell the expectations." The giggling stopped. Lisa was massaging her brother's heavy balls as she spoke to him. "She asked me if I fucked you. I looked at her like I was shocked, Matty. 'Margie,' I said, 'that would be incest! That's so dirty!' Brother and sister shared a dirty, little chuckle before Lisa sucked his cock back down her throat again. This time she bobbed her head up and down on him three times before he pulled her off. A long, silvery string of pre-cum stretched between her lips and his cock-head before it snapped in the cool breeze.

Lisa looked up at her brother/lover/Master. "She pulled on my nipples again...it hurt really good, baby. She asked me if I wanted to...you know...fuck you. I said yes, I wanted you, I wanted your cock." She couldn't resist the tasty temptation right in front of her and sucked him in once again, swabbing his pre-cum around the head with her tongue. "Fuck," she thought, "he is so delicious!" 

Matt pulled out again. "What did she say, then?" His voice was raspy, his eyes were glaring.

It sounded almost like Lisa was sobbing, the feelings and emotions controlling her totally as she continued. "She said that really made me a dirty slut...wanting to fuck my own brother. She said she knows how to treat dirty sluts." Lisa put her brother's hands on her shoulders. "She put her hands right there, Matty...and then she...she pushed me down to my knees." Matt groaned as he imagined the scene unfolding. "She was so hot, baby... wait 'til you see her like that. She asked me if she was right...if I am a slut. I looked up at her and nodded my head. Her eyes got crazy, Matt. 'Don't move!' she screamed at me in the shower." Lisa's body began to shake as she spoke. "She put her hand on her pussy and spread her little lips apart. I was shaking so bad, Matty. My cunt was on fire!"

Matt loved the way she'd kept him on edge through the story so far. He stopped her momentarily by shoving his cock into her sweet mouth. He used the voice to take control of the situation back. "Who owns your pussy, slut?" He held her mouth on him as she tried to answer. "Rhetorical, baby...I do!" He shoved himself further into her throat, making her gag a little while she tried to adjust to his huge size. "Who said my pussy could fuck around with somebody else? I know I didn't...and if anybody else did...they don't fuckin' count anyway." He buried himself fully down her raw throat. He let her choke for a minute before he pulled slowly out.

Lisa was certain that her heart was beating outside her chest, it sounded so loud. She'd never thought she needed her Master's permission to play with her roommate. She immediately sat back on her heels, arms behind and breasts thrust forward. With her head bowed, she spoke softly. "I'm so sorry, Master. I never thought to ask...she's a girl...we couldn't...please forgive me, Matty. I know I was wrong...please? I promise, baby...it will never happen again...please?"

Matt took his cock in his hand and he slapped his sister with it across her cheek. "Never again, without permission, Lisa. Understand?" She nodded meekly up at him. He was smiling down at her. His voice was almost normal again. "So then what happened, baby? How does Margie treat dirty sluts?"

Lisa looked up at her brother, her eyes wide open. She was suddenly aware that her current position was much like her experience in the shower that night. "Oh, Matty... she...she had one hand on my shoulder..." Lisa was almost hyperventilating as she tried to speak. "Her other hand was spreading her pussy. She was calling me a slut...then it started." Her body was shaking so hard she almost lost control.

"What, Lisa? What started?" Matt was trying to keep his voice down as several cars had parked nearby. But it was difficult...his sister was making him crazy!

Her voice was so low he had to strain to hear her. "She started to pee, Matty...first just a little...it dripped on my leg...it made me start to cum, baby...I flashed on Mom...telling me about how you did it to her last New Year." Her voice turned a little pouty. "You promised me you'd do it to me, too, Matty. You never did." She took his stiff rod into her mouth, swirling her magical tongue around him. She pulled back slowly until she had him in her hand again. "Don't I please you enough, Master?"

"That's not it, baby. You know exactly how much you please me." Matt's voice cracked as he answered his older sister. "First, it just never seemed to be the right time. Second... I just...you know...wanted it to be when we were alone. You got no fuckin' idea how glad I am that my dorm's all fucked up, Lis'." Then he got back on track. "That was it? She dribbled a little pee on your leg?"

Lisa looked at him with a very wicked grin. "No, Matty. When I didn't pull away or anything, she started saying nasty...dirty things to me...then...fuck, Matty...she really let it go...all over me...it was so crazy." Lisa's voice conveyed all of her emotions from that night. "She must have been drinking all night, baby – it never stopped. She told me to close my eyes and open my mouth...Matty, I don't know why, but I just had to do it! She gave me a total Golden Shower, lover. I felt her stream...her steamy, yellow piss... all over my face and body...then she got close...pulled my face to her pussy...then she flooded my mouth with her piss...she screamed at me to swallow – she was pulling my nipples off my chest. Finally, I drank her pee. Matty, I came so hard!"

Matt's rock-hard ten inches as leaking pre-cum as it stood out from his trim, muscular waist, pointing directly at his sister's mouth. He groaned as she finished her story. "God, Lisa... that was unbelievable." Then his voice changed back, letting him take control once again. "Suck me, slut...don't stop 'til you're swallowing my cum." Lisa opened wide and took him into her warm, wet mouth. She started to bob her mouth back and forth, taking him deep in her throat, over and over again. 

Matt held on to the back of her head as he started fucking her face. We...will...talk...oh, fuck! ... about your...punishment..." When Lisa heard that word, she started trembling and the vibrations went straight to her brother's cock. "...later. UNNNGGGH!!!! Fuck!!!" Matt drove his cock deep into her throat as he felt his load boil up through his stiff prick and erupt into his sister's greedy, sucking mouth. He just couldn't believe the feeling as his sister worked her throat muscles around his thick shaft. "Shit, Lis'," he mumbled as she sucked the last spurts of his crème from him, "a little more practice and you're gonna be better than Mom." 

Lisa licked him clean and the looked up at her brother, giggling. "Maybe even better than Dad?" She slid his boxers up and put his fabulous fuck-stick back inside. Then she pulled his jeans up and Matt finished dressing himself. He glanced down – Lisa was still in her submissive mode, arms behind her back and her perfectly formed tits thrust forward.

"That's totally different, Lis'." Matt pondered her question for a moment. "I guess... well...okay, who eats your pussy better, big sister...me or Mom?" Matt extended his hand to her and helped her back to her feet. He leaned over and grabbed his sister's ass in his big hands. He pulled her close and planted his lips around her protruding little clit. He kissed her and then gently sucked her into his mouth. Lisa was starting to tremble again as Matt's tongue manipulated her clit. Then suddenly, he backed away and pulled up her panties and jeans. "Put on your sweatshirt, baby...it's getting cold outside."

Lisa pulled the thick, warm cotton shirt over her wild dark curls, loving the way the soft, fleecy material slid over her swollen nipples. "You're right, Matty. It is totally not the same at all. You and Daddy..." she giggled a little, "and all the other boys who ever ate out at the Y...it's all like...I don't know...definitely some do it better than others...but it's like all the same style. When Mom eats me, or...Margie does...it's so different...it's like they know exactly what to do and when to do it." She looked at her brother with a sudden, clearer understanding. "Yeah, okay," she grinned at him, "I get it, bro." 

Lisa looked around the nearly empty parking area. In her sexiest, little girl voice, she asked her brother, "Isn't it my turn now, Matty?" She slid her hands down her sweatshirt until they came to her oven-hot pussy. "Don't you want to finish your little snack before we finish the drive?"

Matt shook his head slowly back and forth, trying to keep a grin from spreading across his handsome young face. "This can be your punishment, slut. You can drive home like this...no touching yourself...none of that thigh squeezing stuff, either. If you're a good girl, and tell me some good stories on the way..." His voice tailed off, leaving his sister even more frustrated.

"Matty," she moaned, "that's not fair!"

He chuckled as he opened her car door and helped her inside. "Some fucking Honor Student! Of course it doesn't seem fair, Lis'...that's why they call it a punishment." She was still trying to answer when he shut her door and got into his car. His cell phone chirped immediately. He saw her number and flipped the top. "I mean it, Lisa...no getting yourself off...understand?"




Matt & Lisa at School Ch. 01



She faked a loud sob. "Yes, Master. I understand."

"Good little pussy...now start driving and I don't want to stop until we get to my new apartment." He was truly in high spirits. "And keep the stories coming, sister...we've got all the weekend minutes we need."

Lisa pulled out of the lot ahead of her brother. She really wanted to get herself off...but she knew she had to wait. "Matt?" Her voice sounded romantic as she called his name. "I love you, little brother."

Matt's heart burst wide in his chest. This was going to be the best thing ever! Meaning every word, he whispered back, "I love you, too, baby. Now and forever, Lisa."

She didn't need to touch herself – her heart and her cunt exploded together as she heard his words. When the shaking stopped, she started her car and pulled back on to the highway. When she trusted her voice again, she started talking to her brother. 

"She doesn't have a steady boyfriend...or girlfriend, if ya don't count me..." Lisa giggled as they drove on to their home.



Matt & Lisa at School Ch. 02



 (If you haven't already, please read Matt and Lisa at School – Part 1. This will make much more sense if you do. There is more background also in A Family New Year's Eve.)

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Lisa and her brother didn't spend all their time talking to each other on the rest of the ride back. Matt had to call some of his friends and Lisa wanted to talk to Margie again before they got back to the apartment. 

Matt's cock twitched in his pants when he heard his older sister's pouty, young girl voice. "So what are you gonna tell your friends, Matty?" This was after he'd had her repeat the 'anyone...anything...anywhere' mantra earlier during the ride to remind her of her slut status and the promises she'd made him.

He answered her, knowing it wasn't what she wanted to hear. "I have to tell them about the dorm stuff and where I'm moving to."

She was sounding almost pre-teen and Matt realized that that particular tone seemed to have a direct route from his ear-piece to his cock. "Not that, Matty...you know what I mean." 

Matt sounded a little smug, trying to get his control back. "I ain't telling them nothin', Lis'. For sure, not over the phone." He heard her whimper. "You're not touching your little pussy, are you?" He had forbidden her this release before the last leg of their drive.

"No, Master," she whispered, "but I sure do want to."

Matt took full control now. "Don't worry, babygirl...before we're through, you'll have more cock than you'll know what to do with. So, what are you gonna tell Margie?"

And once again, that little pixy voice made his cock lurch. "You know when you call me babygirl, it really makes me miss Daddy, Matt. Who's gonna suck my pussy after you fuck me, baby?" Matt was really multi-tasking...driving, re-arranging his dick, listening to his sister, re-arranging his dick again, etc. "I don't know...what do you want me to tell her?"

Matt was thinking about the best way for Margie to 'discover' brother and sister together. The shower, it seemed, was the most natural place for them to begin. "Tell her..." he started to plot his strategy, "that after we heard about the dorm stuff, and I was gonna move in with you...uhmm...yeah...tell her that you spent the rest of the weekend flashing me...teasing me...coming into my room wearing just a bra and panties...telling me I better get used to it...Lis', tell her that you barged in to our bathroom when you heard me getting out of the shower...you saw my dick half-hard...you told me we were probably gonna be sharing a bathroom with two doors and I better get used to no privacy in there, too."

Lisa was moaning as she listened to her younger brother plot out the seduction of their hot, Asian roommate. "I got it, Matty. I think, after we unpack and stuff, I'm gonna say I want to take a shower. If you say something like 'let me go first...you take too long' then I'll say okay. It will give me a minute with Margie before I surprise you in the shower. If I know my little China doll, she'll be in there within five minutes." 

"That sounds perfect, babygirl...I'll talk to you later." Matt hung up on his sister and started to make his calls to his friends.

Lisa creamed in her panties as Matt's babygirl reverberated through her head. She wanted so desperately to squeeze her firm, tanned thighs together, agitating her swollen nether lips until she came. But she also knew that if she waited for her brother to take care of her, it would be so much better! Still riding the edge, she punched the speed dial on her cell for the apartment. 

Margie picked up after just one ring. "I've been waiting for you to call me, Lisa...what's going on? Where are you? When will you be here? What really happened over the weekend?"

Lisa had to laugh as her very hot roomie bombarded her with questions. "Wait a minute, girl...give me a second...let me answer." Lisa kept laughing until Margie finally stopped to take a breath. "I'm in my car, baby...this is the first time Matt hasn't been around and I could call. We're about an hour away. Are you all moved upstairs already?"

Margie said she'd finished a few minutes before Lisa called. "So, Lisa...were you a dirty little slut this weekend? Did you do your baby brother? C'mon, slut...tell me everything."

Margie's voice was affecting Lisa almost as much as her brother's had earlier. Next to Laurie (Lisa's mother), Margie had the best tasting pussy she had ever eaten. And she gave just as good as she got! 

"No, not really, Margie...but after we all decided Matt would be moving in with us...I guess I kind of teased him and stuff for the rest of the weekend." Lisa heard her roommate's sharp intake as she said she'd teased her brother.

Margie's voice was very low and quivery as she started to grill Lisa. "What exactly do you mean by teased him, baby? What happened?"

Lisa had to suppress a little giggle – she couldn't believe Margie's reaction so far. "Well, the first thing was...after the Admin lady gave him permission to live with me off campus, we all hugged and kissed and stuff. When I kissed Matt, I kinda pushed my tits into him and slid him just the tiniest little bit of tongue.""Oh, Lisa...in front of your parents? God, what got into you, kid?" Margie's voice was cracking as she spoke.

This time Lisa did let herself laugh. "Sweetie, my whole family is very affectionate...if you only knew, she thought...only Matt knew something was up. The next thing was pretty hot, though.""Tell me you little bitch!" Lisa thought Margie was getting off on her end of the conversation...Lisa started creaming again as she continued.

"Last night our folks were out. Matt and I were finishing laundry and packing and stuff for today. About eleven o'clock, I was in my room, finishing up. I changed into a my little power blue lace panties and matching bra...you know the ones, baby."

"Fuck, you look so hot in that outfit, Lisa." Margie was moaning now. "It's like totally see-through...I love you in that, baby."

"Mar, you're making me cream, baby. I can't wait to wear them for you again, lover. Anyway, I turned the lights down a little and then called Matt up to my room."

"No you didn't!"

Lisa's chuckle was now definitely the dirty kind. "Yes I did! I was standing so that my lamp would make my undies look totally transparent...Margie, I was creaming so hard that the panties were probably soaked through anyway. When I heard him start up the stairs, I pinched my nips so they would stand out hard.""You are such a dirty girl, Lisa." Margie was breathing hard and fast. "What happened then?"

"Matt came up the stairs and...well...'cause of the way the door is, you have to really come into the room, you can't...you know...like peak around the corner or anything."Margie hissed at her. "You're stalling, you tease...what happened?"

"Oh God, Mar...he walked in to my room...he started to say something. Then he just stopped talking; he was staring at my tits and I could feel my nipples getting harder and harder. I said, 'God, Matt...take a picture' and he just moved his big eyes down to my creaming pussy. Finally looked at my face. He asked what was going on."Margie interrupted again. "Did he get hard for you, baby? Did he touch you?" Lisa knew her roommate was on the edge of a major explosion.

"No, lover...he didn't touch me. And yes," Lisa was purring into the phone, "my little brother got very big, Mar. Very big!" They both caught their breath before Lisa continued her tale. "I told him I wanted to show him which bags to take in his car. 'But why...' he really couldn't get the words out, it was so cute, Mar. I just told him that living with two female roommates was not a peep-show, but he better get used to seeing someone in their underwear without freaking out." Both girls laughed together.

"Is that all, you little tease?"

"Be nice, roomie, and I'll tell you the rest." Margie said she would but if the story wasn't any good, she would deal with Lisa later that night. "Baby, you can deal with me anytime you want," Lisa replied in a soft, sexy whisper, "Margie...I really miss the way you treat your...dirty little slut. What you do to me makes me so hot, lover...I can't stand it."

Margie hissed back, her voice low. "Tonight, my little cunt...I'll do you tonight. Now, what else happened?"

"This morning, we had to get everything ready. Mom was at church and Dad was golfing. I was wearing just a T-shirt and panties. I walked into Matt's room to wake him up. Fuck, Margie, he was sleeping naked on top of his bed and he had the biggest hard-on ever!" Lisa paused as her playmate groaned into her phone. "I shook his arm and told him it was time to get up and shower. It was so weird...it like took him a minute to realize he was all exposed. He got so embarrassed, Mar...I just said that he should expect no more privacy from now on and he better just deal with it. He stared at me and then asked if I was going to leave so he could get ready. I told him no...he'd already wasted too much time and I was going to shower first. 

"So while he laid there, with his big hard dick sticking up, I got off the bed and turned away from him. I pulled off my t-shirt and then bent over and... God, my heart is still beating so fast when I think about it, Mar...I pulled my panties off. I bent all the way over and slid them down my legs as slowly as I could. I know he could see my pussy, Margie. I was so fucking wet!"

"No you didn't!!!" The hot little Asian coed screamed into the phone as her silken hair-covered cunt started contracting all on its own. "You showed your brother your little pussy? God, you are such a slut!" Again, Lisa thought, "If you only knew, girl."  Margie seemed to be struggling with each word as her orgasm washed through her 5'2" perfectly formed body. "Was...there...anything...else...you...cunt?"

"The shower downstairs is right next to Matt's room. It's just a stall with a clear glass door." Lisa was thoroughly enjoying the situation she'd put Margie into; it was getting harder and harder not to laugh as she kept fucking with her roommate's mind. "When I was all soaped up, I yelled for Matt to come...I said I needed his help. When he came in to the bathroom, he kind of froze. I was facing the back wall, but my legs were spread. This cute little ass you like so much, baby, was just two feet away from him behind the glass door. I turned sideways...I wanted him to see my tits – my nips were standing up so big...I told him I forgot my razor and asked him to get it for me.

"He just mumbled and shook his head – trying to look at me while looking for the razor. When he had it, he stepped in front of the shower. I stood there facing him...I almost couldn't breathe, Mar...I don't know where I found the strength to speak..." Lisa was laughing hysterically in her head as she verbally penetrated her friend over and over. "I opened the door and took the razor and shaving cream out of his hand. He couldn't speak at all. I kinda smiled at him and said 'thank you' and that kind of snapped him out of it. But before he could say anything, I moved my hand down to my box and his eyes just seemed to follow, getting bigger and bigger by the second. 

"Oh, Margie...I wish you could have been there...his monster was standing straight up. Fuck, Mar, he looked even bigger than before. His cockhead was as big a plum – I wanted to suck him so bad, baby.""You did, didn't you? I knew you were just an incestuous little whore, Lisa!" Margie was screaming again through the phone.

"No, baby, no...I told you already...nothing happened like that." Lisa waited until her lover's breathing started to calm down. "I just said I was thinking about shaving my little landing strip. I asked him if he thought a completely bald pussy was hotter than one with a little hair. Oh, Jesus, Mar...I thought he was gonna stroke out on me! His eyes just popped out. 'Shave it' he mumbled and I said thanks and shut the door and turned away again as I heard him stumble out of the room."

This time, Lisa had to wait for more than a minute before Margie's climax slowed down enough for them to connect again. "Margie..." Lisa was using her sexiest, whispery, most submissive voice, "...do you want me to do that? Baby...do you want me to do my baby brother for you?" Lisa knew she had her by the way Margie was moaning into the phone. "Do you want to watch me do it, lover?" 

"Unnnggghhh....FUCK ME!!!....Yes, you little whore!!! I want to see it!!!...Oh shit!!! FUCKING FUCK ME!!!" 

"Margie, we'll be home in a little while...see you then, baby." Lisa ended the call without waiting for a reply. The next thing she did was punch in Matt's speed-dial number. He answered on the first ring.

"What did you tell her?" His commanding tone had Lisa calm and in control of herself immediately.

"Just like you said, Matty. I told her first you came to my room and I was wearing the light blue lingerie you like. I said you were shocked." Lisa had to giggle as she spoke – it was all too much! "Then I told her I woke you up this morning...I went to your room and you were asleep – naked – on top of the bed. I said you had a giant hard-on, baby." 

"What did your China Doll say to that, Lis'?"

"I think she was a bad girl. The whole time we were on the phone, I could hear her fingers in her pussy, little brother.""I hope you remembered your instructions, Lisa."

Lisa's voice dropped to a whisper. "I would never disobey you, Master." Her breath caught in her throat. "I love you too much to that, Matty."

"Good – just making sure, Lis'. Then what happened?"

"I told her I teased you some more – I stripped in your room and then took a shower. From the shower, I told her I called you in to give me a razor...then I said I asked you if you like bald pussies or a little hair." Lisa heard Matt chuckling as she spoke. "I told her you went a little nuts...told me to shave and walked out." She was laughing along with her brother. "Oh, Matty...she was so hot! I asked her if she wanted to watch me do you. Fuck, Matty, I could hear her cumming as I said that."

Matt had to unbuckle his belt and unsnap his jeans to give his steel-hard ten inch pole some relief. "Good work, baby...sounds like you have her primed and ready to go. How long 'til we get there?"

"About twenty minutes now, baby...I can't wait. Matt, why don't we get unpacked first and then do the shower before dinner, okay?"

Matt chuckled at his sister's obvious need. "My, you are a horny little slut, aren't you, Lisa? That's fine with me...I need to bury this bone somewhere soon!" He flipped his phone closed and re-adjusted his massive cock for maximum comfort for the rest of the ride.

Margie was shaking her head in disbelief after Lisa hung up. 'That was way too hot...too much to be true,' she thought. 'If only...well, we'll see soon, won't we.'  She headed into her en suite bathroom for a quick shower. Five minutes later, she was in her room, toweling off her damp, honey-colored skin and dragging a comb through her long, silky black hair. Margie looked at herself closely in her large mirror. Twisting and turning, displaying herself from every angle, she was quite pleased with what she saw. At 5'2", she had kept her weight at a steady 105lbs. Her legs were trim and athletically shaped; her flared hips narrowed to a trim, tight waist. Her 34B tits stood high and proud on her chest. The nut-brown nipples were swollen with lust as she rubbed the towel softly across them, recalling the wonderful contrast when they were pressed against Lisa's pink nubs.

Over the course of the last two months, Margie had started developing some real feelings for her sexy roommate. Not that she was totally gay or anything, but she was really enjoying her relationship with Lisa. Something about her seemed to bring out the sexually dominant streak that Margie had seen first in her own mother, many years before. But it was a source of continuous puzzlement to the beautiful young girl. She loved dominating Lisa... she knew the little slut got off on it even more than she did. But sometimes, she wished that someone was dominating her...controlling her...using her any way they wanted.

Margie finished toweling off and decided to find something appropriate to wear when her lover and new roommate arrived. She found a loose cotton top, just shear enough to let her nipples be seen, and a too-short, blue-jean miniskirt that ended just below the firm round cheeks of her cheerleader ass. Finally, she pulled on a tiny, transparent white g-string that just barely covered her pussy, highlighting the silky black hair that barely covered her plump mound. She added a little make-up and was good to go.

When she heard the front door open, the long-haired little vixen made her way downstairs. Matt was struggling with one of Lisa's suitcases when she first saw him. 'God, he's even cuter than I remember...fuck, this could be great!' she thought to herself. "Hi, Matt...remember me?" She gave him one of her sexy smiles. 

Matt turned around to greet his new roomie. 'Oh my,' he thought, 'Lisa really got her all primed up. She's so fuckin' hot!' "How could I forget someone as beautiful as you, Margie?" Matt put Lisa's stuff down and moved to the stairs where his soon-to-be newest conquest was standing on the lowest step. Stopping just inches away, he took both of her hands in his as he looked deeply into her chocolate brown eyes. "I just want to say 'Thanks' for letting me stay here. I hope I won't be any trouble, Margie." Matt purposely kept his voice neutral, not wanting to spook her before he'd established more control.

Margie's hot little box was convulsing beneath her short skirt as Matt looked her over, his ice-blue eyes scanning every inch of her body. When he called her 'beautiful' her nipples immediately started pushing out against the front of her thin shirt, begging for attention. Her voice cracked, every so slightly as she replied. "I'm sure you won't be a problem, Matt. I'm glad you're here...really." 

She was stunned, standing there on the stairs. She had used her sexiest voice, her please fuck me expression, and he was still standing there, holding her moistening hands – just looking at her! No one had ever been able to resist that erotic invitation to kiss her before. Certainly not a freshman! Who was this guy?

Matt could see the lust lurking behind those gorgeous eyes. He knew she was waiting for him to kiss her – it was so hard to resist. But he knew it was necessary to keep her at a fever pitch until later. He just stood still, holding her hands and smiling at her. After the longest few seconds, Margie couldn't stop herself. She pulled Matt close enough for her nipples to graze against his chest. It was like an electric pulse raced from her breasts to her cunt, causing continuous spasms. "Welcome home, Matt." She brought her lips to his and kissed him softly, her pussy flooding as their tongues touched for the briefest moment.

Lisa had seen Margie's attempted seduction from the doorway. 'Jesus Christ, I don't know how he can resist that!' she thought. 'I don't think I could!' She waited for them to end their little kiss before she greeted her roomie. "Hey, Mar, how was your holiday?" Lisa put down the bundle in her arms and walked over to join the two of them at the stairs. The two coeds hugged and then kissed. Margie gasped as she felt Lisa's fingertip rub over her swollen nipple. "Ummm...happy to see me, baby?" Lisa giggled and then moved back a step. "C'mon, bro...let's get this stuff unloaded and put away. I don't want to be unpacking all night." She dragged her brother away from the nymph on the stairs and got him back to the task at hand. The first thing Matt unpacked was a rolled up baggie. He extracted several joints and lit one. After taking a long drag, he handed it to Lisa. She in turn, took a long hit and passed it to Margie. The straight-haired beauty took her turn as well.




Matt & Lisa at School Ch. 02



Margie, not knowing that Lisa had told Matt everything, was shocked at Lisa's display. Maybe she was telling her the truth after all. When she could find her voice, she asked if she could get them something to drink. When Matt answered, Lisa could hear the subtle tones in his voice as he began his manipulation and seduction. "That would be great, Margie. Please bring me a cold Diet Pepsi and bring Lisa an ice tea. With sugar, right, Lis'?" Lisa grunted assent as she started lugging boxes downstairs to their rooms. 

Not quite understanding why, Margie was delighted to do as Matt asked. She prepared the drinks and took them downstairs to her old room. Lisa had to stifle a giggle as Margie handed her a glass. Margie had a quizzical look on her face, like she didn't know why she was serving them. Then Matt came in with another case and dumped it on the bed. When she held out a glass for him, Matt smiled and walked over to her. Margie was flushed, her skin glowing with the soft blush beneath her cheeks. Matt took the glass from her and put his other arm around her soft shoulders. "Thanks, Margie." He pulled her a little closer until her firm breast was pressed into him. He looked her straight in the eyes for what seemed like the longest time. With just a little more of the control tone added to his voice, he said, "It makes me feel really good that you want to do things for me. Thanks again, Margie." He bent over slowly, knowing she wouldn't...couldn't...move a muscle as he kissed her softly on her full, delicious lips. Then he took a long drink, put down the glass and started unpacking as though nothing had happened.

Lisa looked at her brother with total admiration and appreciation of his skills. Margie looked at Matt with pure lust in her dark brown eyes. Both of them were incredibly wet between the legs! 'Fuck,' they both thought at the same time, 'he's really good!' When Lisa caught Margie's eye, she shrugged at her with a 'what did I tell you' look on her face. Margie just nodded back, still not fully comprehending what was happening to her.

For the next hour, Margie helped as Matt and Lisa finished emptying the cars, sorted out their stuff, unpacked, smoked another joint, and put everything away. She was always trying to rub up against the hunky freshman, but he never seemed to notice. He did kiss her again, however, when unbidden, she brought him another cold drink. Actually, he'd whispered 'Thank you' quite softly and then bent to kiss her. This time, he parted his lips so her tongue could slide in between. When it did, as he knew it would, he gently cupped her breast in his hand, giving her the gentlest squeeze she could ever imagine. Silently, she creamed her tiny panties again as Matt manipulated her physically and emotionally. 

Finally, they were done. Hot, tired and sweaty from all the work, the three roommates collapsed on Matt's king-size mattress. Lisa hadn't mentioned that before – it came as a wonderful surprise. Flushed with anticipation, Lisa rose first, saying she wanted to shower and then have something to eat. As planned, Matt stopped her, but she hadn't anticipated his voice. Knowing that he had Margie right where he wanted her, Matt let himself use the full timbre of his incredible voice. "You take too long, Lis'..." Both girls started to tremble as they heard him speak. "Let me go first, okay, baby?" 

Lisa felt her pussy start to leak. 'Baby'? Why did her call her that in front of Margie...it sounded so dirty, so hot...the way he said it. Margie froze when she heard Matt call his sister baby. She felt the hot pangs of jealousy deep inside her as she realized she wanted Matt to talk to her the same way.

"Sure, Matty," Lisa said. She sat back down on the bed as he walked through his door to the shared bathroom, closing it behind him. He peeled of his clothes, smiling to himself as he stepped into the bathtub and pulled the glass shower doors closed. When they heard the water start, the two girls melted together on the bed. Margie lay across Lisa's chest, their breasts molding together. The Asian beauty unleashed all of her pent-up passion as she kissed her roommate, their tongues battling each other. Lisa pushed Margie over and rolled on top of her. "Can you see why I want him, baby?" Lisa's eyes had become slits, her lust glaring out at her China Doll. "Can you see why I'm such a dirty slut?" Lisa slammed her tongue back into Margie's sweet mouth as she pinched her swollen nipple through the thin shirt. "I have to go now, baby..." Lisa whispered softly in Margie's ear. "If I'm gonna do my baby brother...it's gonna be now or never." 

Lisa felt Margie trembling beneath her. "Fuck, Lisa..." she hissed at her, "you really are a slut, aren't you?" She started to shake as the enormity of what was happening seeped into her head. "Can you really do it? That's incest, Lisa! Your own brother?" Lisa nodded her head quickly. "Fuck, Lisa...really? Can I watch, baby?" Margie's moist cunt was spasming out of control. Ever since Lisa admitted her incestuous attraction to her brother, Margie had spent many hours at many different internet sites researching her latest interest. And the more she learned, the more clips she saw and stories she read, the more she wanted to be 'in on the action.' She was the only child of older, conservative Chinese parents. She had no extended family in this country – the only way her insatiable curiosity could be satisfied was to encourage Lisa to sleep with her brother. She had no idea how this night would change her life.

"Give me five minutes, baby...then come in." Lisa's heart was like a trip-hammer in her chest. Lisa crawled off the bed and started for the bathroom door.

"Wait, baby!" She heard Margie call out behind her and stopped. Still believing she had any control over the situation, Margie told Lisa to strip before she went into the bathroom. "That way, there's no going back, Lisa." 

Smiling at her roommate, Lisa slowly peeled off her jeans and panties and then pulled her shirt over her head, freeing her beautiful breasts. She ran back to the bed and gave Margie a long, wet kiss. As she got off the bed, Lisa put her mouth next to Margie's ear. "I love you, China Doll...I do...I really love you, Margie." Then she walked through the bathroom door and shut it behind her.

Lisa walked towards the shower...her heart still beating so fast. She didn't know where the words had come from that she'd whispered to Margie, but she knew it was true. There was something about that girl that made Lisa crazy. But as she focused on the steamy spray, she was taken in completely by the sight in front of her. Her younger brother was standing under the steaming spray, soap suds rinsing off of him and sliding down the drain, letting the hot water relax his entire body. 

'God, he is so beautiful,' she thought. She let him relax another minute as she moved her eyes slowly over every inch of his superb physique. At just under six foot tall and one-hundred and eighty pounds, Matt had a classic swimmer's build. Wide shoulders and narrow waist and hips led to long, strong and powerful legs. And just below the faint six-pack definition of his flat stomach lay his greatest physical attribute. Even flaccid, as it was at that moment, it was magnificent. She couldn't resist that temptation another second.

Matt felt the rush of cool air as Lisa opened the glass door and stepped into the tub. As the door closed, Matt opened his eyes to see his love standing before him. 'Fuck,' he thought as his eyes swept over her, 'a Playmate figure with a Penthouse mind!' His heart melted as he gazed down at her naked perfection. The steamy mist brought out the golden tan of her taut flesh and emphasized the three magical, white triangles of pale flesh where it had been covered. He kissed his sister the way a brother was never supposed to kiss his sister. 

His smile warmed her heart and started her pussy to moisten in anticipation. And then Lisa told him that she thought Margie would join them in just another minute or two. Matt smiled a different smile then as he put his hands on Lisa's shoulders and turned her around so that she was under the spray. When she was completely soaked in the hot, steamy water, Matt turned them both around again. Now the water beat down on his back, shielding his sister from the direct spray. He pressed down gently on her shoulders and Lisa lowered herself to her knees in front of him.

The twenty-one year old coed felt like a young teenager alone with her boyfriend when her parents were away. Only this time, instead of a nervous fifteen year old boy with a five inch dick and a hair trigger, she was the one who couldn't wait...couldn't control her incestuous hunger any longer.

With one small hand, Lisa gently cradled her brother's balls, lightly grazing her fingernails over the heavy sac. With her other hand, she lifted Matt's thickening organ to her puffy lips and hungry mouth. She looked closely, trying to memorize every ridge and vein as her tongue flicked out at the huge head, licking his pee-hole, making him grow even larger. Then she started licking the underside of her brother's thick shaft; his clean, musky scent fueling her lust and driving her crazy. Lisa was a brilliant student with an open and inquisitive mind. But deep down, in her darkest place, she knew she had found her true self last New Year's Eve. She was all about sex...and no one in the world could satisfy her body and her mind like her younger brother.

Lisa opened her mouth and sucked Matt's cock over her tongue and into her throat. She loved the feeling as it grew to full length and girth inside her. Somehow, she was aware enough to hear the door to the bathroom open. At the same time, she felt Matt's hand on the back of her head, pulling her forward until her lips were covering half of his long, thick meat. 

"That's right, big sister," Matt groaned, "suck my cock good."

Margie had shed her skirt before entering the bathroom, figuring she would want easy access to her hot slit. She was thrilled with her decision as soon as her eyes focused through the steam of the shower. 'Oh My Fucking God!!!' Margie was screaming to herself and she couldn't stop. One hand burrowed into her tiny panties and the other found a nipple to pull and squeeze. Her hot little playmate was in the shower, with her brother, on her knees with his cock in her mouth! Margie thought she was gonna pass out - her heart was racing and she could hardly draw a breath. Then she saw Lisa pull back a little (she didn't realize her roommates were aware of her presence – Matt had really pushed his sister back a little so Margie could see the full length of him) and her unbelieving eyes captured all of Matt's ten inch, rock-hard fuck-meat. The hand in her panties was soaked as her cunt reacted to the magnificent sight before her.

When Matt saw Margie walk in, he had to steady himself against the shower wall. She really was a Chinese copy of his sister – their bodies nearly identical (from what he could see) and they were both clearly in tune with their own sexuality. He couldn't wait to get this show on the road. He knew that all he had to do was show her his cock and then invite her to join them. He pushed gently on Lisa's shoulder, subtly nodding towards the door. 

Lisa had heard the door as well, but she was facing away from her China Doll. With Matt's huge cock deep in her mouth, she looked up at her little brother with a grin in her eyes. She knew what he wanted so she backed away slowly, letting his thick shaft slide out from between her lips until just his head was resting on her tongue. She moved her small fingers slowly back and forth along the shaft, demonstrating his great length to her girlfriend. Her heart was pounding as fast as Margie's and she could feel the moisture lining the walls of her cunt as she waited for Matt's next move. She didn't have to wait for long.

Without even looking at her, Matt spoke in his most commanding tone. "What are you waiting for, Margie? Don't you want to join us?"

Both young women reacted to Matt's suggestion; Lisa moved her head forward and took her brother as deep into her throat as the angle would allow. At the same time, Margie pulled her shirt over her head and started walking toward the shower. All kinds of thoughts flashed through the honey-colored Asian coed's mind as she moved closer to the incestuous brother and sister – two were dominant. 'That's the fucking dirtiest thing I've ever seen,' she thought. 'And that's the biggest cock I've ever seen! Oh my God! Even bigger than that little slut said!'

As she stood in front of the glass shower doors, Margie's eyes were drawn away from the exquisite blow-job Lisa was giving her brother and she was staring deeply into Matt's ice-blue eyes. She saw his eyes drop as he scoped out every inch of her sexy physique. When he got to her little g-string panties, he looked back up quickly with a question mark in his eyes. As though she were in a trance, she hooked her thumbs under the strings sitting against her shapely hips and slid the tiny scrap of white lace down her legs. She opened the door and stepped out of her panties and into the shower.

Lisa, still on her knees with Matt's huge tool sliding in and out of her mouth, started to climax as she felt the cool air hit her when Margie slid the glass back on its track. She couldn't believe everything was working out like they had planned. This was, by far, the hottest thing that had happened to her during her entire college career.

"You are...the dirtiest...slut I've ever known, Lisa!" Margie could barely spit the words out – her body was shaking, she couldn't breathe, and she was dead certain that her heart was now beating outside her chest! 

Amused by her reaction, Matt looked at Margie, standing behind his sister. With just a hint of a smile, he said, "I think someone might be just a little jealous, Lis'." He pulled back, taking his meat out of her mouth, much to Lisa's chagrin. "Would you care for a taste, hsiao tai-tai?" 

Margie almost collapsed. Lisa never told her Matt knew Mandarin! He had called her by the name old Chinese men used for their mistresses – literally 'little wife'. It had been one of her masturbatory staples for as long as she could remember. Her pussy was spasming out of control as she lowered herself as gracefully as she could to kneel beside Lisa.

"Ching gai wo, Hsiensheng!" she mumbled as the water cascaded over her. "Please, give it to me, Master!" Lisa pulled her roommate close for a deep kiss and then put Matt's cock next to Margie's mouth. Lost in her lusty desires, Margie opened her mouth as wide as she could and let the thick, dark red, plum-sized head slide over her soft, full lips. 

All three were momentarily lost in their own lusty feelings. Matt was feeling in total control as this incredibly hot senior sucked and licked his cock while his equally hot sister stuck her tongue between his cheeks and rimmed his asshole. When Margie lifted his huge organ to get at his swollen balls, she saw her roomie tongue-fucking her brother's ass. 

"God, Lisa," she groaned, "licking your brother's ass? What a fucking slut!" 

Lisa stood up and put her arms around her brother, her slick, wet body molding against him. "Tell her, Matty..." Lisa kissed her brother's neck. "tell her who's slut I am."

Matt bent his head down and kissed his sister hard. When he broke their kiss, he looked down at Margie and moved her back a little. Using his most alpha-male voice, he started speaking. "Lisa is my slut, Margie...she has been for some time." Margie knew not to interrupt as the water beat down on her. "If you are interested in finding out what that means and why she agreed, I would be happy to tell you. But in the meantime, no one licks this cunt, no one pisses on my sister without my permission. Understood?" Not waiting for an answer, Matt turned around and turned the water off. "Get me a towel, Lis'." He slid the door open for her. Lisa stepped out and Matt followed.

Margie was still kneeling in the tub as the water drained out. She had never experienced the feeling that Matt's voice caused. It seemed to make her tremble from her still-hardened nipples to the creamy walls of her cunt. She knew immediately that her interest was absolute. She looked up to see Lisa drying her brother with a big, fluffy towel, gently taking care of his thick cock and heavy sac. Catching Matt's eye, "Hsiensheng, ching wo, ma?" she whispered to him. "Please, Master, can I help, too?" She started to rise.

Matt's voice cut through her like an electric current. "I think your asking if you can have some of this..." he took his cock in his hand, "aren't you?" She looked up into his gleaming eyes and nodded. "Lisa, show her how she should ask if she wants my cock – put her in the proper position."

Margie was confused as Lisa told her to get on her knees. As she dropped, Lisa pushed back on the smooth, honey-colored shoulders. Softly, she instructed her China Doll. "Sit back on your heels, baby...spread your knees – shoulder width." Lisa adjusted Margie's body with her delicate hands. "Back straight...that's right. Now cross your arms behind your back...tit's out...head down just a little...perfect, Mar." Lisa's hands were gliding over Margie's breasts, teasing her nipples with feather touches. She knew she was making Margie crazy! Lisa turned back to her brother. "Isn't she beautiful, Matty?"

"Yes, baby." Matt's agreement sent chills all through Margie's body. "Next to you, Lis', our roommate is the most beautiful young woman I've ever seen." Matt shifted his eyes slowly, examining every inch of Margie's flawless flesh. "Tell her how I feel about you, big sister."Blushing furiously, Lisa said, "You think I'm the most beautiful, hottest girl in the world." Lisa was giggling as she lowered her eyes. Then the giggling stopped. "You love me – completely and forever...the way I love you, Matty."

He smiled at his sister and then turned back to Margie. "Now you may ask me for what you want."

Margie could hardly breathe. The images in her mind, Lisa with her brother's cock in her mouth...the size and beauty of Matt's cock...Lisa's tongue up his ass...God, that was hot! And her she was, posed like a slave in an Arabian harem...more turned on then she had ever been in her life! Then when Lisa spoke, declaring the deep, incestuous love between sister and brother, Margie started climaxing deep in her cunt. "Your cock, Matt...your cum...I want you... you and Lisa..." The words exploded out of her, shocking her as she realized what she was saying. "I want...what you guys have."

Lisa was stroking her brother's shaft, keeping him thick and long with pre-cum starting to leak out of his large piss-hole. She laughed at Margie. "Girl, you better be careful what you wish for." She took his cockhead into her mouth and swirled her tongue around the ridge and then let him out with a pop! "This particular piece of meat can be very addicting." Margie was quivering at the sight just inches in front of her.

"Who's got the best bed on the house, ladies?" Matt spoke with quiet authority. They answered together, indicating Margie's new room. "Margie, if you'd like, we can move to your room." She flushed a deep pink with excitement – she was so beautiful in her aroused submission. All she could do was nod in reply. "Is there an ashtray in your room, Margie?"

"No, Matt." She was bare able to choke out her reply.

"No problem...I'll grab one. Why don't you guys get us something to drink and join me upstairs?" With that, Matt left the bathroom through the door to his room, leaving the two girls together.




Matt & Lisa at School Ch. 02



Margie looked closely at her friend and lover. Suddenly, she knew that this was not the first time Lisa had been with her brother. The words came haltingly, still almost not believing tem herself. "You...and your brother...you did, didn't you?" Lisa cocked her head in question. "You fucked him...didn't you, Lisa?"

Lisa smiled enigmatically back at her roommate. "Do you really think I could get that huge fucking cock in my little pussy, Mar?" Her eyes were twinkling as she continued to torment the naked and trembling Asian beauty. "C'mon, baby...let's go get my Master something to drink." Margie rose and followed Lisa to the kitchen, her mind reeling. 'Master?!?!?' she thought, 'her fucking Master? What the fuck are they really into?'  

A few minutes later, the girls joined Matt in Margie's bedroom with cold beer and snacks. Matt had arranged a pile of pillows against the headboard of the king-size bed and he was resting against them as they walked in, his long, lean body exposed on top of the covers. Lisa snuggled up to her brother; she exchanged a cold beer for the joint he was smoking. After a nice long hit, she passed it to Margie, sitting on Matt's other side. When she had taken her fill, she passed it back to Matt. The cold beer had made the same journey, feeling so right after the harsh smoke. All three were quickly relaxed, and Margie seemed especially entranced.

"Ni shuo Chung-guo hua? Wo bu shi'r dao." Margie spoke softly to Matt. "I didn't know you can speak Chinese."

Matt looked at her, dispelling the connection Margie was trying to forge. In Mandarin, he said, "My sister doesn't. It would be rude to continue, little sister...English when she is with us, okay?" Margie nodded, embarrassed by being caught out in her obvious play.

Matt put an arm around Lisa and pulled her close. He nibbled her ear and kissed her just the way she liked on her neck and shoulder. "Sorry, baby. No more Chinese...promise." He let his hand slide down over his sister's breast, idly pulling and teasing her turgid nipple. "So, Margie...what is it you think we have? What is it you think you want?"

"When I saw you in the shower...I could see how much Lisa adores you. She...she told me that you had the most beautiful cock she had ever seen, Matt. When I saw it...you...I knew she was right." Margie was starting to get a little tremble in her thighs as she continued. "And then, when you said she was your slut...I don't know...something inside me...""What is it you want, Margie? To fuck me or to be my slut, like Lisa?" Matt gestured with a long, graceful sweep of his arm, stopping when he reached his sister's shoulder. Her head was resting in his lap where she was licking and sucking on his swelling cock.

Lisa raised her head and smiled at Margie. "I'm telling you this because I love you, baby...it's a trick question." She laughed softly as Matt spanked her firm ass with a light pat. "If my brother fucks you once, Mar...believe me, baby...you will want him again and again." She kissed the swollen head of her favorite cock. "Only thing is...my Master only fucks his sluts more than once." Margie gasped as Lisa moved her body into Matt's, every curve and angle melting together so they appeared as one. Lisa kissed her brother with all her passion. "Right, lover?" she asked.

"Your choice, big sister. Do you want to add someone? Do you want someone to help you out with your duties...help keep your promises?"

Lisa's heart was pounding in her chest as she looked deep into her brother's eyes. "I do, Matty...if it's Margie."

"Then tell her what it means, Lis'...what it means to be my slut." Matt chuckled. "It's kind of like informed consent, Margie...pay attention. There's gonna be a quiz later." Lisa punched her brother on the leg. She didn't know why he was teasing her sexy little China Doll. 

Margie, still a little confused, was looking to Lisa for some clarification. "Please tell me, Lisa. What duties? What promises? What do I have to do?"

Lisa looked at her brother. He nodded, giving permission for her to give Margie the whole story. Her heart pounding, Lisa started to speak. "First of all, Mar, there is never anything that you have to do. Whatever you might do, it will be because you want to do it...for my brother...my Master.

"But it's not for everyone, baby. That's okay...as I tell you what I do...remember, like everyone else in my family, I like to be put on the edge." She turned back to Matt, who was idly smoking the joint. "Everything, baby?" she whispered, "Mom and Dad?"

Matt thought about it for a moment. He exhaled the powerful smoke and gave the joint to Lisa. As she took a hit, he nodded his head. The pot and the rush that came from Matt's unspoken instruction made Lisa feel faint. Slowly, carefully, she exhaled and took a drink of cold beer and passed the joint to Margie. 

"Okay, Mar...you want to hear everything?" Her long, black silky hair shimmered as she nodded her head. "This is about my family, lover...if you decide this isn't for you...you have to promise...""Of course, Lisa...Matt...I would never say anything...I promise."

Lisa smiled back. "I know, baby...I just had to say it, okay?" Margie nodded again; Matt was enchanted by her hair. Lisa took a deep breath and started again. 

"Last New Year, we found out that Mom and Dad don't have an exclusive, monogamous relationship. They were having dinner that night with our Uncle David...Dad's brother. Mom was in a silk slip dress – God, she looked so hot!" Lisa giggled. "I put on the same dress for a party. No bra...our tits were totally on display! Anyway, I thought it was pretty strange that Mom was dressed like that to be with our Uncle. 

"Anyway, my party sucked and Matt's date got drunk or something. I called him and he picked me up and we went home...a little earlier than we thought. Mom and Dad were in the living room...God, he was all over her...but they were pretty cool when we came in. Just before midnight, Matt and Dad went into the kitchen and came out with champagne for everyone. Matt took a glass to Mom on the couch and Dad brought one to me in front of the fireplace. At twelve, we all toasted...I was looking at Matt and Mom...she put down her glass and leaned forward to kiss Matty. Even from across the room, I could see like all of her breasts...and I could see my brother's eyes all over them." Matt grunted as he took another hit.

"When she kissed him, I thought I saw tongue! We were all a little drunk, and I knew Daddy was sneaking peeks at my tits, too. When I put my glass on the mantle, he took me in his arms and kissed me like I'd dreamed about for years, Mar. I was floating...all of a sudden, Mom said she was tired and Dad said they were going to bed. We both went to change for bed, too...I was gonna meet Matt in his room to smoke a joint.

"Daddy made me so hot...I wanted to tease my baby brother...I didn't know what would happen, but I put on a little red see-through baby doll nightie and panties." Margie gasped at the vision. Matt chuckled as he took a sip of beer. "When I left my room to go downstairs, Mom was coming out of her bedroom. I couldn't believe my eyes, Mar...she was wearing the hottest little outfit...a black, stretch-lace little tank top and matching string bikini panties. I asked her where she was going...she said she wanted to check on Matt...make sure he was okay.

"For a second, I thought...oh, okay...I'll just wait...then, it hit me that she was going to see him dressed like a high-price hooker...I mean you could see her tits through the lace. I didn't know what to think...I just walked into their bedroom to ask my dad about it. Fuck, Mar...he was laying back in his massage chair, smoking a joint...he had the nicest hard-on poking out of his robe! He tried to cover it up, but he knew I saw it. I asked him why Mom was going to see Matt dressed like that. He said something about her checking on him...he said I shouldn't worry about it. He kept staring at me...it made my nipples so hard they hurt, baby.

"Anyway, after we got stoned, we went downstairs to get something to drink. We heard something from Matt's room and we peeked inside through a keyhole. Mar...I saw my mother giving my brother the hottest fucking blowjob I've ever seen! Me and Dad took turns at the door...when he was looking...I...I sucked him, Mar." Lisa was having a hard time speaking as the memories flooded her mind and her juices flooded her pussy. Margie was just totally in shock. "When I was at the door...he...my Daddy ate me, baby." Both girls climaxed as Lisa spoke.

"We watched my brother totally dominate my mother with his awesome cock. She couldn't get enough...she wanted him everywhere...she begged to be his cock-slut...his forever." Margie was mumbling to herself, looking back and forth from brother to sister. How she had yearned to be part of something like that!

"Matt agreed, provided she follow a simple guideline. She had to agree to do anything he asked of her...anytime, any place...with anyone he said." Both girls shuddered with the erotic thoughts that submission can bring. "She said that to have his cock, she would do anything. Then, he marked her, Margie."

Margie's eyes focused on her girlfriend. "Marked...what do you mean?" She was breathless from Lisa's tale.

Lisa looked back at her brother once again. "May I, Matty?" He nodded at her and she moved across the bed to Margie. "Look here, baby..." Lisa cupped her breast in her hand. She pointed to a tiny mark above her swollen nipple. Margie bent forward and gasped as she saw the mark. She started to ask how, but Lisa moved to her other breast. "Look here, too." Margie moved her eyes across Lisa's perfect breasts until she saw the second mark. She sucked in air as she gasped again. Lisa then laid across Matt's legs on her back. "One more, baby...come here." As Margie leaned forward to look, her heart pounding so hard, Lisa drew her closer with her hand. She pulled Margie's face close to her swollen, slick pussy. "Right here, baby...the third mark." Margie looked closely to see a small scar on Lisa's smooth-shaven mound. It gave the sexy coed goose bumps all over her body.

"Obviously, I agreed to the same thing later that day. It's our whole family, Mar. We're all a little...I don't know...we all just love to be on the edge...sexually. Daddy loves to be submissive to Mom." Lisa giggled. "He's really kind of her slut, baby...it's really cute! She and I are Matt's sluts...so Daddy belongs to Matt as well." She could see the question forming in Margie's almond-shaped eyes. "Yes, baby..." Lisa whispered, "Daddy loves Matt's big cock as much as we do...doesn't he, Matty?" Matt grunted again. His cock was starting to swell as he listened to his sister.

"So that's it, baby...if you want to be part of this...if you want my little brother to own your cunt and your mouth and your pretty little asshole...just say the word, Mar."

Before she could speak, Matt sat up. "Not yet..." he said, "it's not fair...she doesn't know what it feels like yet, Lis'." He looked at Margie, falling into the black pools of her eyes and the perfect "o" of her plump lips. "You wanna know, Margie?" She nodded, feeling her pussy starting to flood in anticipation. Matt smiled at her. "Good. Lis', make me wet baby...long and wet for your China Doll." Margie creamed when she heard Matt use Lisa's pet name for her.

Lisa was thrilled with the way everything was going...she was worried for a minute... 'Fuck,' she thought, 'that story could freak anybody!' But now, taking her brother's fuck-meat in her mouth, she knew things would work out the way she wanted. As she lubricated the thick, veiny shaft with her soft, pink tongue, Margie moved to the middle of the bed, laying on her back, her firm, shapely legs spreading in anticipation. 

Matt pulled himself away from Lisa's hungry mouth. He nodded towards Margie. "Make sure she's wet enough, baby. Don't want to hurt her, do we?"Lisa giggled as she lowered her head to Margie's moist slit. She took a long lick from the bottom to the little clit standing up on top. Then she stuck her tongue as deeply into Margie's cunt as she could, tasting the delicious cream that coated the walls. She drew away and looked at her brother. "She's ready, lover...she tastes delicious!"

Margie's body was flushed with excitement...blood swelling her puffy little lips and hardening her nipples beyond belief. God, she wanted this so much! Matt knelt between her spread thighs, gazing at the soft, delicate hair covering Margie's mound. He had never been with an Asian woman...this was his first time experiencing the soft, silky hair that grew in the shape of butterfly wings. He was entranced, playing with her moist pussy. He bent down to taste her for the first time. As he licked her hot silky slit, Lisa leaned over her brother, her eyes flashing, her hand covering her mouth to stifle a laugh.

"Matty," she couldn't help giggling, "don't tell her it's the best Chinese you ever tasted." Matt turned to his sister, a huge grin on his face. Lisa was laughing out loud. "She really hates that, bro." She fell across the bed in hysterics, unable to control herself. Matt was laughing almost as hard as his sister.

Margie sat up in shock, her first thought made vocal. "What are you doing, you bitch? I HATE YOU, LISA!"

Lisa, trying desperately to stop, tried to calm her friend down. "I'm so sorry, baby... please forgive me, Mar..." She started kissing and licking her way up Margie's sweaty torso. "I just couldn't help it, baby...I'm sorry...we've just been making each other laugh at inappropriate times forever...please forgive me, lover." Lisa pressed her lips against Margie's as she lay across her body. Lisa's fingers were pinching and pulling on her girlfriend's fat nipples as her tongue worked in her mouth. 

Watching the two coeds make out straightened Matt's pole to its full ten inches. 'This is better than any fuckin' Girls Gone Wild video,' he thought. Unable to wait any longer, he gently pushed his sister to the side of the bed. Sitting back on his heels, he pulled Margie towards him until her thighs rested across his...the full length of his rock-hard cock sliding through the steamy, moist furrow of her swollen pussy lips...the dark red plum-sized head pushing her labia further apart with every stroke...gliding over her clit. It was driving her crazy with lust.

Reverting once again to his most commanding tone, he spoke to Margie as he stared into her black eyes. "China Doll, I'll tell you the same thing I told Lisa the first time we were in this position. It's your choice, darlin'...but please...believe your girlfriend...if I fuck you, Margie...you will be mine...all of you...anywhere, anyplace with anyone I say and no one else." He paused while Margie tried to catch her breath. "Tell me what you want, Margie...tell me, baby."

Margie looked at the freshman in front of her who was so obviously so much more than that. She looked at Lisa, seeing her eyes just glaring slits with pure lust all over her flushed face. She knew she was in for a very strange trip...but she wanted it so much.

"Fuck me, Matt...mark me like you did to your mother and your sister." Her voice was breaking with each word. "Give me your cock, Master...make me your slut. Please, Matty."

"Do it, Lisa...put me inside of her. I want to make her cunt mine." Lisa gripped Matt's throbbing cock in her hand, pressing the head through Margie's open portal. As Matt slid the head and several inches of his shaft into the tight, wet vice that gripped him, Margie groaned with the feeling of fullness she had never experienced before.

"Please...stay there a minute...let me get used to you, Matt," she whispered to him. "My God...you're huge!" Matt felt her cunt start to expand around him, opening itself for deeper penetration. He slowly slid another three inches into her hot, liquid core. Margie was squealing as she felt every vein and every ridge of the magnificent cock invading her. "Fuck, Lisa...how can you do it? Your brother is so big...can you really take it all?"

Lisa started to trace her fingers lightly around Margie's distended clit. Her lips were locked on her nipple before she raised her head to answer. "Relax, baby...easy, Mar...easy." Lisa kissed and licked across Margie's neck and shoulder. "He's very good at this...just let him open you up, lover...give him your cunt, Margie."

Matt started to move slowly inside of the velvet glove that gripped him so hard. Just a few inches back and then slowly forward again. After just a few strokes, Margie started lubricating, her crème coating Matt's fuck-stick as he slid back and forth. Margie was groaning, the feelings and sensations driving her out of control. She felt Matt pushing further into her with every stroke. Miraculously, she was taking him all! When she felt his heavy sac smacking against her ass and his big head bumping against her cervix, she climaxed from the thought that this huge cock was fully inside her tiny cunt.

"Oh God...Matt...your fucking me so good." Margie was moaning and groaning as Matt started fucking the whole length of his cock in and out of her "Lisa...I'm gonna cum again...he's so big...unghhh...fuck me, Master...oh fuck...I'M CUMMMMIINNNG!!!"

Matt was in heaven – sitting back on his heels, his big hands wrapped around Margie's thighs as he held her close, thrilling to the feeling of her cunt walls spasming around the full length of his tool. 'Christ, her pussy is tighter than Lisa's.' he thought. 'What a great fuck!' The thought made his cock twitch inside the Asian beauty, which caused her to clench his cock even harder with her tight, little pussy. She was helped along by Lisa's constant attention to her rubbery nipples. Matt made the decision for all three of them. He looked at Margie, her exotic beauty and her Perfect 10 body overwhelming him again.

"Talk to me, Margie...tell me what you want." His soft yet firm voice seemed to calm her down. Lisa had moved along side her, snuggling into her China Doll's curvy body. She whispered into Margie's ear.

"Three holes...three marks, baby. You want to continue?" 

Margie's dark eyes opened wide as she grabbed Lisa and pulled her close for a deep french kiss. When she could draw a breath, she croaked out her answer. "Yes...I want it so bad, baby." She threw Lisa off and raised herself to a sitting position across Matt's strong thighs, his cock still firmly embedded deep within her. She offered her perfectly shaped, honey-colored breast to him. She could feel her nipples throbbing with every beat of her heart. "Mark me, Master...please?"

Lisa kneeled next to the joined couple, her arms around both of them. "Do it, baby..." she said quietly, "make her your slut...make her my slut-sister."

As much as Matt wanted to, he knew he had to make sure this is what she truly wanted. "Tell me what it means, Margie...what are the promises that will bind you to me...to this cock you seem to love so much." Once again, he made his huge organ twitch inside her.

Margie pushed herself even closer to Matt, driving his cock-head through her cervical ring. She out her arms around his neck and kissed him as deeply and passionately as she had ever kissed anyone. When she took her soft lips off of his, she looked him squarely in his gorgeous, ice-blue eyes and she spoke softly to him. "To me...I don't know why, Matt...I think you are everything I've ever wanted in a man. I think...I'm falling in love with you. I want to please you, Master...I want to do whatever it takes to make you happy." She kissed him again, running her tongue over his lips, licking his teeth. "I want to live on the edge...like your sister and...your parents." Her breathing got shallower as her heartbeat rose. "I want you to make me do things...things I would never do on my own." She clenched her cuntal walls around him again, emphasizing each word with a full spasm. "I promise, Master...to do anything you want me to do...anytime... anyplace...with anyone you want." 




Matt & Lisa at School Ch. 03



(If you haven't already, please read Matt and Lisa at School – Part 1 and Part 2. This will make much more sense if you do. There is also more detailed family background in A Family New Year's Eve.)

Matt was living the high life; there was no question about it. Not only was he one of the few freshmen allowed to live in an apartment off campus, he had a car and a good parking permit as well. The tall, slim handsome young man grinned that same 'idiot grin' that crossed his face every time he thought about his current situation. 

He was majoring in the same field as his brilliant sister, Lisa, now his roommate, and his other roommate, the equally brilliant Margie Yuen. Both girls were seniors and headed towards graduating with honors. While Matt was every bit as bright as the two girls, he didn't have the same focus and drive they did. And it certainly didn't bother any of them that he used their well-annotated text books and class notes for the same core courses they had taken three years before.

Of course, he knew that wasn't the best thing about them – not by a long shot. His pulse started to quicken a little as he thought first about his older sister. They had grown up, two and a half years apart, as best friends. And they stayed best friends until the winter holiday break of Matt's senior year in high school. Lisa had come home to celebrate Christmas and New Year's Eve with her family. What a celebration that turned out to be! The whole family discovered lots of interesting things about each other that fateful December thirty-first. Questions were asked and answered; truths were bared, along with everyone's bodies, and relationships were changed that night forever. Matt's cock started to swell in his jeans as he remembered it all.

During the course of the long evening, between midnight and noon the next day, Matt turned his mother's attempted seduction around, possessing her in all ways. He reached a new level of understanding with his father, feeling an abounding love for the man whose deepest pleasure was to teach his son and daughter all he could of the practical and the arcane, the intellectual and the sensual. And then there was Lisa – the love of his life. That night changed them forever, brought them closer than they could ever have imagined. Best friend status was tossed aside as brother and sister became incestuously bound, both physically and emotionally. Matt started to sweat, remembering that first time...in the living room with his mother and father at hand, looking on...the exquisite feeling he had as he sank his ten-inch cock into the finest pussy he'd ever had...the exclamations of love between brother and sister bringing joy to the whole family.

Then his mind shifted to his newest heart-throb, causing Matt to shift his swollen prick around in his pants. Lisa's roommate, Margie Mai Ling Yuen, was an absolute mirror image of his sister, aside from the obvious racial differences. Her long, black hair hung straight down over her shoulders and her eyes...fuck...those almond-shaped slits held the darkest, deepest eyes he'd ever seen. And before Lisa shaved Margie's pussy the first night Matt moved in, her silky, black pubic hair barely covered her plump mound. 

But their bodies were nearly identical – both could have been cheerleaders if they'd wanted to. They both stood about five feet two inches tall with athletic 34-24-35 inch figures. And their faces...God...they could be the two cutest coeds on campus – or they could look like the two dirtiest sluts he'd ever seen. They were fantastic! And the three of them were totally in love with each other...fuck, it was sweet.

He was sitting at the desk in his room, in front of his computer. As usual, multiple chat windows were open, most of his friends were on-line, as he thought about plans for the weekend. His best friend (and roommate before their dorm was closed), Winston, was telling him about a new pool parlor in town. The idea appealed to Matt and he asked Winston what he knew about it. Winston told him that their friend Paulie went down there the other night. He got in the door and looked around...real classy, he said...great sound system and lots of tables. 

Matt: Sounds great...let's go 2nite. U n Paulie meet me n my roomies there @ 8.

Winston: W8T a minute. P got hassled. Fuckin nerd, went in jeans n t-shirt. Tried to say he is gr8t shooter (he is) but small posse of big bald brothuhs in tuxes escorted him OTD. Told him not to come back – very rude!

Matt: Gonna talk to roomies – got an idea – call you later. Bye.

Matt swiveled his chair away from the desk, got up and found a joint in his ashtray. That brought another grin. Teaching Margie to roll the way he liked them was a stroke of genius! He lit it and took a deep hit, idly wondering where the girls might be. He sat back down and thought about how they might have a little adventure and help his friends out at the same time. As he smoked the joint, his little scenario took shape, the details sorting themselves out in his mind. By the time he'd finished the perfectly rolled joint, his plan was set. He called Winston on his cell.

"Hey, Matt. What's your idea?" Winston drawled in his deep southern twang

"Well," Matt replied, "I thought I would take Lisa and Margie down there...you know... meet the boys – maybe come to some kind of arrangement."

"What kind of arrangement you talking about?" Winston sounded confused. Matt figured his friend was stoned, too.

"You high already, dope fiend?" Matt chuckled as he asked his friend. Winston just chuckled back. "Thought so. Anyway, I think I can get them to agree to a couple of things...including letting Paulie and his nerd friends play there." 

He could picture Winston as they spoke. His friend was a tall, lanky southerner with thinning blond hair, whose pronounced drawl and dark, sleepy eyes belied an intellect of genius level. He also possessed a tremendous sense of humor – they kept each other amused at all times. Paulie, on the other hand...well, he was smart, that's for sure. But his body still hadn't really matured; neither had his social skills. But he was as naturally funny as anyone Matt knew.

"And how you gonna do that, chief?" Winston sounded amused.

"I ain't gonna do nothing, dude. That's what the girls are for." Matt let Winston think about that for a minute. "Well, is your little dick hard yet? Thinking about Margie and my sister with the posse?"

"Dude, I think about Margie and Lisa all the time. And you know what that does to Winton, Jr." He paused and then continued with a little stoned trepidation in his voice. "Matt, do you think your sister would like it if I shaved my dick?" Matt started laughing at his friend's suggestion. "No, really, dude..." he sounded a little frantic, "someone told me it makes you look bigger...and chicks like it 'cuz, you know, no hair when they blow ya." Matt was nearing hysteria as he listened to Winston. "Well, what do you think?"

Tears were rolling down Matt's cheeks as he tried to respond. "Go ahead, dude...I'm sure she'll appreciate your consideration." As he got himself back together a little, he said, "Okay, you and Paulie meet me and the girls at the pool hall at nine o'clock. Tell them at the door that you are friends of mine...don't worry; they'll know me by then. And for God's sake, make sure Paulie wears something nice, okay?"

Winston confirmed and they ended the call. As Matt flipped his phone closed, he heard his roommates come in the front door. They were giggling and whispering as they made their way downstairs and into Matt's room. They were both dressed alike in tight jeans and halter tops and carrying shopping bags in their hands. The bags hit the floor as they moved in tandem to the front of Matt's chair. As always, Matt was struck by the pure sex appeal they both radiated. And as always, their presence caused blood to start pooling in his groin, feeding his swelling fuck-meat.

Lisa stood just behind Margie, both of them facing their Master. He hadn't said a word, but Lisa caught his quick eye movement towards Margie's top. From behind, she brought her hands up slowly over her girlfriend's flat stomach, sliding her fingers under the halter until she had Margie's perfect tits in her hands. She kissed the Asian beauty on the neck as she rolled Margie's hardening nipples between her fingers. Then she pulled her hands out and grabbed the hem of the halter top, lifting it slowly up and over her head, revealing Margie's perky, cheerleader breasts and her fat nipples to Matt's hungry gaze. Then Lisa dropped to her knees, still behind Margie. She reached around the tight little ass that she knew so well and unsnapped her lover's low-cut jeans, pulling them apart until Matt saw the small white triangle covering her smooth mound. She let one of her hands slide under Margie's panties and cup her hot, moist pussy. As she slid her finger between the wet, puffy lips, she looked up at her brother. 

"It's Friday, Matt. No reason to get up in the morning." Margie started moaning softly as Lisa's fingertip found her clit and started to make gentle circles around it. "Got anything planned yet?" Lisa gave her younger brother a devastating smile. "Or would you like some suggestions?" Lisa moved her hands to Margie's hips and grabbed the jeans and her little white lace thong. Slowly and deliberately, she skinned them down her China Doll's firm, taut thighs and shapely calves until Margie lifted her feet and stepped out of them. Lisa moved in front of the other girl and pinched the dark, thick nipples that crowned Margie's Perfect 10 tits. Then she put her hands on Margie's shoulders and pushed down softly. The little black-haired coed dropped to her knees, assuming the submissive pose that turned all of them on so fiercely.

"What kind of suggestions you got, Lis'?" Matt's voice was unnaturally calm as he slipped into his Alpha Male persona at Margie's display. Lisa was slowly pulling her top up, teasing her brother with the bottom curves of her ripe, young breasts. 

No matter how many times she had been scantily clad or even naked in front of her brother, it never failed to cause nipple-stiffening, cunt moistening tremors through her entire body. She gasped as she felt the soft halter top catch on her swollen buds and then spring free as she pulled it over her head. "Your sluts went shopping this afternoon, Master." She spoke softly, her voice a husky whisper as her delicate fingers found the snap on her jeans and then the tiny zipper. She looked at Matt, staring at her breasts as they moved seductively on her chest. She pushed her jeans and panties down her tanned legs until she could step out of them. "We each got a new outfit, Matty...want us to model them for you?" Lisa was remembering what happened in the tiny dressing room at the shop. Her nipples were thickening as she recalled the taste of Margie's sweet cunt.

Matt returned Lisa's lusty look with a grin. "Sounds great, sis. You guys change and then I'll tell you what's on for tonight."

The girls giggled as Lisa helped Margie to her feet. They grabbed the shopping bags they'd brought in earlier and went into Lisa's room to change. Margie looked back over her shoulder and grinned at Matt as she shook her gorgeous little butt. In a silly sing-song Chinese accent, she said, "You will truly like them, Master...they hotter than Chinese firecrackers!" Then she shut Lisa's door as she went into the room.

Lisa was waiting for her with open arms. Margie was hot and flushed as she moved into Lisa's embrace. "God," she said as Lisa bent her head to kiss her lover's stiff nipples, "your brother gets better looking every day." She felt Lisa moan in agreement, the vibrations moving from her engorged nipple to the depths of her cunt. "But then," she Asian coed continued, "so do you, lover." She raised Lisa's face to hers and kissed her hard. They both moaned as their tongues dueled and their lips crushed each others. Margie finally broke their embrace. "C'mon, babygirl," she gently pushed Lisa back, "our Master is waiting for us."

Lisa knew her brother very well. She noticed that lately, he'd often had a Jet Li movie, Romeo Must Die, playing in the background on his computer. And she also was aware of his cock growing during an early scene in the movie. Two beautiful, young Asian women, dressed in tight little mini-dresses start dirty-dancing together at a club and as they kiss, one girl pulls the other's dress down over her breast and starts kissing her nipple. 

Earlier in the week, she passed a new boutique that had a very similar dress in the window. She'd brought Margie back and they found two dresses, tight, slinky and sparking, that were reminiscent of the outfits from the movie. A red dress looked perfect on Lisa and a similar one, colored electric blue, was pure Mai Ling. Then they bought Lisa a wig; long, black hair cut in a classic Chinese style, along with the proper make-up, transformed her instantly into a totally hot, slutty looking oriental woman. What she didn't know was how well her little fantasy for Matt would dove-tail with his plan for that night.

As Matt waited for his little sluts to change, he got a cold beer out of his little mini- refrigerator, lit a joint, and stripped off his hot, sweaty clothes in anticipation of a blowjob and a shower. He was leaning back on his study pillow as Lisa's door opened. At first, he thought he was seeing things (he was very high...he loved Fridays after classes were out.) Two Margies? The girls were backlit until they were inside Matt's room. Only then did he see Lisa under the long hair and make-up. And then his cock started to grow.

Lisa and Margie slithered into the room with their arms wrapped around each other and their tongues flicking against each other's neck. They walked over to Matt's stereo and put a dance cd in the player. Then they recreated the scene from the movie that Matt knew so well. They moved slowly, rocking together to the strong beat of the music. Their Master's eyes were glowing with a burning lust as Margie peeled Lisa's tight dress down over her 34B breast. His long, thick cock started leaking pre-cum as his beautiful Mai Ling nibbled her way across his sister's tit, then licking and finally sucking Lisa's hard nipple into her mouth.

Then, following the movie, Margie used her hand to slide Lisa's dress back up, her fingers kneading her girlfriend's breast as they moved to the music. After a long french kiss, Lisa backed away and turned the music down. Both girls sat on the bed, one on either side of the highly excited young man. "Well, little brother, what do you think?" Lisa was breathless from her hot dance with Margie.

Matt looked back and forth from one to the other. He just couldn't believe how exciting the two of them were together. He was quite stoned, his cock was fully extended, and it was time for the evening to begin. Falling naturally into his command voice, he addressed them both. "Very nice, girls...very nice. Beautiful dresses...take them off; you'll be wearing them again in a little while." They stood and peeled off the tight little dresses and sat back down again. Keeping his expression as neutral as he could, he turned to his sister. "Little brother?" His voiced dropped as his eyes widened. "Is that the proper way to address me, slut?" Lisa started apologizing, secretly thrilled that Matt caught her mistake. He put his hand under her chin and lifted her face to his. "Stop apologizing, Lis'." He grinned at her. "Don't worry – you'll pay for that later." He knew she couldn't wait. What a hot little slut – no wonder he loved her so completely.

"Love the wig, by the way. But keep it out of the way now." His long arms embraced both his loves. He drew them down to his massive erection. "Both of you...lips and tongues...and I'll tell you about my plan." A moment later, his tool had their complete attention. They used their tongues and lips to wet his shaft and spread his pre-cum over his spongy, dark pink cock head. And then they started sucking him, first one taking two or three strokes into her mouth and then trading with the other. As Matt got into their rhythm, he told them about Winston's call and Paulie's problem.

"So," he explained, "we're gonna go down to the pool hall tonight. I think you two will be able to entice the big, bald posse into seeing things our way. And those dresses should only make your jobs easier." It was hard to maintain that particular tone of voice as he was far more interested in the boiling rush he could feel starting in his balls. 

Margie had his meat in her mouth as he finished telling them about the evening ahead. When he all but said that both she and Lisa would be fucking and sucking a group of strangers, black strangers at that, she couldn't control the shock waves that moved through her body. Her trembling reached her mouth, causing her lips to vibrate around Matt's thick stalk. As Lisa massaged his swollen sac, Matt felt his load surging up his cock and exploding into Margie's mouth, bringing her along with him into orgasmic never-never land. 

Since becoming Matt's slut, at his direction, she had slept with Winston several times (she thought he was pretty cute), Paulie once (she was still a little put off by his lack of social skills and dick-length, but he was very easy to blow and he came so quickly!) and a few of Matt's dorm friends. Except for Winston, the actual sex was okay at best. But that really didn't matter to the black-haired coed – she was pleasing her Master by doing his friends. Between the pleasure she received from her submission and the pleasure she and Lisa gave each other (they always partied together), and most of all, the supreme pleasure she received from Matt's cock, she had experienced more climaxes in the last month than she had in her previous twenty years.

But now, all she could think about was her upcoming role that night – and it was making her completely crazy. She was aware of Lisa kissing and licking Matt's cum off of her lips and chin. She kissed her lover back hard and shared the sticky load their Master had left on her tongue. She knew Lisa had previous experiences with black men, and quite frankly, Margie didn't know how Lisa could do it. Margie had never been close enough to an African-American to know that her parent's old stereotypical attitudes were all wrong. But she had never let herself get put in that position – until now! And she was trembling in anticipation.

Matt had crawled off his bed, sated for the moment by Margie's wonderful mouth. He turned the hot water on in the shower and stood under the spray, still planning the way he wanted the evening to go. When he saw the girls walk into his room earlier in those dresses, every curve of their bodies highlighted by the shimmering material, he knew they would be irresistible – that was the key to his plan. He washed and rinsed and when he stepped out of the shower, his older sister was there, holding a warm towel to dry him off. It was a small sensual pleasure they both shared.

"You know, little Mai Ling has never been with a black guy before, Matty?" Lisa spoke softly as she toweled off her brother's long, lanky body. 

"Didn't know that, Lis'," he replied easily. "She should get a kick outta this, then."

Lisa moved the soft towel gently over his cock and around his sac. "Well, I don't think she'll be surprised by the size anymore, baby brother," she giggled as she held his length in her palm, "at least, not after this big boy." Then she grew a little more serious. "But I think she's kinda scared, Matt. She told me her parents are really bigoted, and she thinks they handed down their attitudes to her." 




Matt & Lisa at School Ch. 03



Matt started to laugh softly. "That's all, sweetie?" Lisa nodded. "Then there should be nothing to worry about...really. Ask Dad about it sometime – his stories are pretty funny – they're all based on the fact that Asian people thought that black people smelled bad."

"What?" Lisa rolled her eyes at Matt's suggestion. "Are you kidding me?"

"Nope." Matt was laughing now at Lisa's expression. "That's probably what's bothering her the most." He took the towel out of Lisa's hands to finish drying his hair. "Okay, time for you to get dressed." His voice dropped the humorous tone. "I want you both in those dresses...sheer black thigh-high hose and dressy shoes and lots of make-up" He paused a second, then, "And I want you two in matching thongs – the sheerest, smallest ones you have that match." Matt dropped the towel and kissed his sister, his hands pulling her perfect little figure against him. He bent down and whispered in her ear, "You're gonna have an excellent time tonight, Lis'...go make sure our little China Doll is okay."

Lisa walked into her room, gathered what she would need and went upstairs to Margie's room. She found her on her bed, one hand rubbing her breast – teasing her thick, dark nipple; the other was lightly massaging her shaved mound. Margie was moaning softly, almost whimpering as she played with herself. She looked around and saw Lisa standing next to her bed. Lisa smiled at the trembling girl and bent down to kiss her softly on the lips. When she pulled back, Margie looked up and whispered, "We're really gonna do this, aren't we, Lisa?" Her almond-shaped eyes were as wide as they could be. "I mean," she continued her hoarse whispering, "it's one thing with Matt's friends, but...Lisa, this could be four or five really big black guys." 

Lisa thought Margie was going to start hyperventilating; her breathing was so shallow and rapid. She wanted to calm her girlfriend down – it wouldn't do for Margie to be afraid of what lay ahead. She kissed her again, very tenderly. "There's no reason to be afraid, my love. You know Matt would never put us in any danger, right?"

Margie gasped as she heard Lisa trying to ease her fears. "Oh, no, baby...that's not it." She was following the feeling of her fingers in her cunt and on her tits. "You don't know how many times I've gotten myself off thinking about this exact thing!" Margie was bringing herself closer and closer to the crest. "I used to think about getting gang-banged by the basketball team..." Lisa started to laugh, both at Mai Ling's confession and at her own misunderstanding of her girlfriend's true feelings. Margie punched Lisa lightly on the shoulder. "Don't laugh at me...I'm trying to cum, damn it!"

Lisa kissed her again and apologized for her mistake. "So tell me...what happens, baby?"

Margie, resuming her finger play, brings herself close again. She says, "It's like a dream ...suddenly, we're all in my bedroom at home...they're so big, they take up my whole room." Lisa could see Margie's beautiful, golden skin begin to flush and then glow with her excitement. "They're so dark...big black hands on my pale tits...long black fingers playing with my pussy. My clothes are gone – so are theirs. Fuck, Lisa, their cocks are huge...and so dark...I want them in me so bad." 

Lisa had just put a finger into Margie's wet pussy when they both heard Matt calling from the living room. "We got places to go, people to see...let's go, ladies."

Lisa gave her China Doll a final kiss. "You'll have your chance later, I think, to finally fulfill your fantasy, lover. But right now, we better hurry." She told Margie about Matt's instructions. Lisa held up a tiny, almost transparent white lace thong. "I know you have one of these...is it clean?" Margie found it in her drawer along with the black hose she would wear. They applied their make-up just slightly too heavy...they might be hookers, but then again, maybe not...slipped into their new dresses with all the appropriate jewelry, and finally got Lisa's wig adjusted just right. They put on the high heels that Matt wanted and walked down to the living room.

Matt was sitting down on the couch, smoking a joint as they came down the stairs. It was all he could do not to choke on the smoke he'd just inhaled. "Fuck," he thought, "they are So Fucking Hot!" He never could understand it when a gorgeous girl couldn't see her own beauty. Not these two – no way. His princess-sluts knew exactly how good they looked...and they loved it every bit as much as he did. 

Margie's dress, an electric blue, skin-tight sheath, was tied halter-style around the back of her neck. The front had a generous scoop neckline, displaying her cleavage and the curved inner sides of her naturally perky breasts. Her excited nipples pressed against the thin material, inviting the stares of those around her. The tight bottom just barely covered the lace tops of her thigh-high stockings.

Lisa's was of the same type of material, only hers was shiny red. And her dress wasn't a halter. It was sleeveless and strapless, fitting snugly across her breasts, barely an inch above her elongated nipples. The bottom fit snugly around her beautiful little butt just the same way Margie's fit her. With the wig and make-up, it was hard to tell it was Lisa at first glance. The two of them had never looked better – Fuck, they were sooo hottt!!!

Keeping his voice as normal as he could, Matt asked them about their underwear. They lifted the bottom hems up, revealing the matching transparent white lace thongs. Matt grinned in approval, clapped his hands together and announced it was time to go.

Twenty minutes later, Matt and the girls piled out of their taxi in front of the billiard parlor. Lisa and Margie smoothed and straightened Matt's jacket over his lean, muscular six-foot form. He had on a new charcoal-gray Italian suit that fit him perfectly – the jacket unbuttoned over a black, silky t-shirt. He thought he could do a walk-on on The Sopranos they way he looked. With an arm around each girl, they walked up to the club. Before they could reached the top step, the black and red lacquer double doors were opened from the inside and they were greeted by the wide-eyed stares of two very tall, very bald, and very dark thirty-something African-American men in perfectly tailored tuxedos. 

Lisa started to cream as the man on her side raised his eyes slowly from her beautifully displayed tits until he locked them firmly on hers. She smiled warmly at him as she decided he was the most perfect looking man she'd seen (other than her brother, of course) in a long time. On Matt's other side, Margie was experiencing much of the same feelings as her sister-slut. The man smiling down on her was every bit as awesome as the man who was captivating Lisa. Matt was smiling as he watched his sister and Mai Ling work their magic on the two bouncers. 

A moment later, a third, almost identical man greeted Matt with an outstretched hand. In a mellow, deep bass voice he asked how he might be of service. Matt shook his hand and said they thought it might be fun to shoot a little pool...did they have an open table? Maybe one in a back room? 

The man spoke again. "My name is Maurice, and this" he pointed to the man next to Lisa, "is Henry." Turning towards Margie, he continued, "And this is William. Please let them take you to the bar and buy you a drink, uhm..."

Matt smiled pleasantly and spoke in a low, firm voice. "Glad to meet you gentlemen. My name is Matt. This," he drew Lisa closer and kissed her bare shoulder, "is Lisa." As he turned towards Margie, she met him with open lips. When Matt pulled back from her wicked kiss he said, "And this is Mai Ling."

Maurice smiled and continued. "As I was saying, Matt, please let Henry and William escort you and these two beautiful ladies to the bar and have a drink on me. I'm going to find the manager and we will fix you right up...I believe you would like a private room, correct?"

Matt smiled again at Maurice. "That would be perfect," he said and with his arms around his women, they followed the tall, tuxedo-clad men to the main bar.

Standing with the bouncers next to the shining, ebony bar, they waited for Maurice to return. Matt sipped an ice-cold draft while Lisa and Margie drank champagne cocktails. They were looking the place over, listening to the music coming from an excellent sound system (loud enough to feel the music, but not too loud to speak in normal voices) when Henry leaned towards Matt and asked, "Both these women...they be with you?"

Matt nodded his answer back with a small grin as he drank more beer.

William took his shot and asked, "Both? At the same time?"

Again Matt nodded and grinned. He was really enjoying the moment, and anticipating even more fun in just a few minutes. Both girls had finished their drinks and put their glasses on the bar. As the bartender poured them each another, Lisa put her hand on Henry's arm. "Can you help me up on the stool, please?" She hit him with a devastating combination of innocent school-girl voice and $1000 hooker expression on her face. "It's just so high, you know." 

Henry looked at Matt, as if for permission, and Matt nodded to him. He moved very close to Lisa, much closer than he needed to be, and circled her waist with his long fingers. Effortlessly, he lifted her straight up, brushing her protruding nipples against him until they were face-to-face. Lisa kissed him quickly on the corner of his wide mouth and said 'Thank you" as he put her down on the stool. 

William was staring. It was rude, he knew, but he couldn't help himself. The club hadn't had that many hot women stop by since it opened – certainly none as hot as these two! When he saw Lisa kiss his friend, he started thinking about all kinds of possibilities. He turned quickly to Margie and gestured towards the barstool next to her. She smiled up at the tall, dark man. While she may have looked in control on the outside, she was coming apart on the inside. All three of the men were simply gorgeous...and God, they smelled so good! Whatever were her parents thinking? But before William could lift her sexy little body onto the stool, Maurice returned with a fourth, identically dressed, tall and athletic man.

"Matt, ladies...this is Jamal Compton. He is the manager of our little establishment." Jamal moved forward to take Matt's hand, impressed with the dry, firm grip he felt. The young, well-dressed white boy didn't seem nervous or intimidated at all...not the usual reaction he'd seen when he and his staff surrounded anyone. This might be fun, he thought to himself.

"Nice to meet you, Matt...ladies. Welcome to our humble club." His wide smile revealed perfect teeth and warm, dark eyes. Matt could sense Lisa's and Margie's interest shift from the bouncers to the manager. "Maurice tells me you are interested in a private room. I think I have what you're looking for." He put his large hand down on the bar. "Please leave your drinks – someone will bring fresh one's to the room. And now if you'll come with me..." 

Jamal and Maurice walked along side Matt as they guided him through the club's main room and down a hallway with several open doors. Inside a few of them, Matt saw several people shooting pool, drinking and dancing to the pervasive beat of the music. Some of the rooms were vacant, and some had the doors closed. It was in front of one of the closed doors where Jamal stopped and turned. He smiled as he noticed that both of those oh-so-fuckable little cuties each had an arm around their escorts' waists. "I think you will like this room," Jamal said as he opened the door and turned on the lights.

The room was divided into two areas. Eyes were drawn first to the classic pool table on the left side of the room. Clean, smooth green felt covered the thick slate bed and the pockets had woven leather baskets to catch the balls. A beautiful Tiffany lamp seemed to illuminate only the table, leaving the high stools and cue racks and the rest of the area to be lit by the reflection off of the dark paneled walls. The right side of the room looked quite comfortable as well. Well-placed indirect lighting highlighted a small bar in front of one wall, and two chairs and a love seat that were grouped around a small cocktail table. Just beyond the small couch, some lights in the ceiling shined down on a small dance floor. 

A waitress followed the group into the room, carrying a bottle of champagne and an ice bucket. She left them on the bar and then shut the door behind her as she left the room. "Please," Maurice said as he reached for the bottle, "allow me." He opened a small knife and expertly slit the foil around the top of the bottle, popped the cork and poured two fresh glasses for Lisa and Margie. This time, Henry and William lifted the shimmering beauties onto the barstools without being asked. 

At the same time, Jamal found a frosted mug in a small freezer behind the bar and poured a cold draft for Matt. "Let me show you a few things," he said as he handed Matt the beer. He moved towards the wall behind the bar. "This switch calls for a waitress...she won't come back again until you want her." His had traveled a few feet further across the wall. "And this rotary switch controls the volume of the music coming in." He turned it up slightly and the girls started to sway on their stools to the dance music that filled the room..

Matt glanced at his watch – it was already past eight-thirty and he knew his friends would more likely be early than late. He needed to take care of business quickly.

Glancing around the room, noticing all four men watching Lisa and Margie move back and forth, Matt offered to buy them all a drink. Jamal thanked him and took a bottle of scotch from the bar. He topped off four shot glasses and handed three of them out to his posse. When everyone had a glass in hand, Matt said, "I think we should drink to your most excellent club, Jamal. I hope we have a chance to come back again sometime." Ignoring the slightly confused looks from the four tuxedo-clad studs, Matt turned to his sluts. "Nice dance music, huh?"

Lisa and Margie put their glasses down on the bar and started to get off of the stools. Large warm hands helped them down and the girls moved under the thin beams of light shining down from above the dance floor. Aside from the music, there was dead silence in the dark private room as Lisa moved into Margie's arms and they started to rock together to the driving beat. Matt touched Jamal lightly on the arm to get his attention. "So, if the door is closed...no one comes in?" he asked.

The tall good-looking manager couldn't take his eyes from the scene in front of him. Margie turned Lisa around so they were front-to-back as they danced, facing the men at the bar. As Lisa ground her fine little ass against her girlfriend's front, Margie moved her hands across the front of Lisa's dress until they rested on her curvy hips. Margie was licking Lisa's neck as they moved together. "Uhm...Jamal..." Matt tried again to get the club manager's attention, "you said no one comes in, right?" 

With his eyes still locked on the dancing girls, Jamal answered softly. "That's right, Matt...actually, the door is always locked from the outside. Only staff has keycards...the waitresses won't come back unless you flip the switch...if you need me or Maurice, we're on the speed-dial on the phone under the bar." 

Matt took a joint out of his pocket and held it out to Jamal. "This won't be a problem then, right?" 

Margie had her fingers on the hem of Lisa's dress and slowly slid it up her shapely thighs, exposing the lace tops of Lisa's stockings to the posse as they continued their hot little dance exhibition. And when she saw all eyes on Lisa's dress, she wiggled it up just a little more until the four black men were all captured by the sheerest little triangle of white lace pressed against her bare mound. Amid various comments, grunts and groans from their audience, Margie dropped Lisa's dress. Maurice and Jamal looked at Matt with wide grins. 

Maurice held out his hand for the joint. Matt gave it to him and Maurice lit it and took a hit. Making a face, he ground the joint out in an ashtray and then reached into his own pocket. He took out a gold cigarette case, flipped it open and removed a perfectly rolled joint. "Try this...I think you'll enjoy it." Matt took it and lit it, taking a lungful of sweet smoke into his lungs. The taste was incredible and the effect was almost immediate. He was getting very high – it was great dope.

He handed the joint to Jamal and they looked back at the little dance floor. Margie's hands were covering and caressing Lisa's tits over the sparkling red material, forcing her breasts up and out of the top of the dress. Then she bent around Lisa and took her swollen nipple between her lips and sucked loudly to the delight of their observers. Henry was the first to move towards the dancing pair. He looked back at Matt and asked, "These girls just dance with each other?" 

Matt shook his head as he took another hit. "All you got to do is ask, my man," he grinned as he answered the big, black bouncer. 

With that, Henry took Lisa away from Margie, replacing the hot little Asian girl's hands and lips with his own. Lisa made little whimpering sounds of pure pleasure as the tall, powerful man flicked her nipples with his broad flat tongue and moved his hands over her ass and stroked her hot, inner thighs with his long, black fingers. Henry turned Lisa around until her back was facing Jamal and Maurice and the strange white dude. He lifted the shiny red material over her perfect bubble-butt, exposing her to the rest of the room as he slid his finger between her cheeks.

William moved as well, gliding across the floor until he had Margie in his long arms. They started to kiss as well, with William's hands searching for and finding the halter tie behind her neck. Margie's breath caught in her throat as she felt him pull the bow apart. Untied, her dress fell away from her pounding chest; her nipples had never felt longer or harder as the tall, dark stranger licked and sucked the fat dark tips and then squeezed them between his long, dark fingers until she thought they would burst. 

He peeled the electric blue sheath down over Margie's chest, then lower, revealing her flat stomach and the curve of her hips. The good-looking man dropped to his knees by her side as his fingers stroked her golden flesh and his full, dark lips kissed the swell of her breasts down to her cute little bellybutton. Then with a flourish, he peeled the dress all the way down her stockinged legs. Balancing herself with her hand on his shoulder, Margie stepped out of the dress, leaving herself covered only by the tiny, white lace panties and her black thigh-high hose. She knew, without looking, that her panties were made totally transparent by the wetness leaking from her cunt. 

Matt looked at Jamal and Maurice taking in the action. Their tongues were almost hitting the floor as they watched Margie and Lisa, identical in matching lingerie, touching and kissing each other. Building the heat in the room, they teased Henry and William with their hard nipples and their tiny fingers. Taking the joint from Matt's hand, Jamal took a long hit and then turned to the young man. "Say, Matt, what did you mean before about

'You hope you have a chance to come back'? You local folks, right?" Matt nodded at the manager. "Looks like your ladies are comfortable here...you seem to be pretty relaxed yourself."

"That is certainly true, Jamal," Matt said as he took the joint out of Jamal's hand and took a hit. Lisa was kneeling in front of Henry, stroking his long, hard cock with her little manicured fingers. Margie was sitting back on the couch, relishing the feeling of William's tongue wiping across her shaved mound. "It's just that...well...some friends of mine were here yesterday..." Matt took another hit, "and they weren't made to feel this comfortable. In fact, they weren't even allowed to stay inside." He blew a long, thin stream of smoke between Jamal and Maurice.




Matt & Lisa at School Ch. 03



Matt picked up his beer and moved over next to Margie on the couch. When he sat down, Lisa immediately moved to his other side. Both girls started hugging him and stroking his body with their nimble fingers. Jamal and Maurice moved over to the couch, moving William out of the way. Jamal was starting to look upset as he looked down at Matt.

"That doesn't sound right...what happened with your friends?" He turned to Maurice. "Mo, you know anything about this?" Maurice just looked at his boss with a blank face.

Matt sat forward, gesturing for their attention. A young man named Paulie was here with a couple of his friends. I guess they didn't meet your dress code, because they were escorted right out the door."

Maurice started nodding his head. "Oh yeah, I remember. Shit, they were your friends, Matt?" 

"What happened, Mo?" Jamal interrupted his bouncer. "Talk to me."

"Couple young kids came in, Boss...in torn jeans and old tee-shirts...didn't look like they could pay for a beer, let alone an hour for a table."

"That's it?" Jamal asked. "You tossed 'em caused they looked like they couldn't pay?"

Maurice was getting a little nervous as Jamal was getting more agitated. "No, man...that ain't all. They looked too young and they was getting up in all the girls' faces...made our guests uncomfortable."

Matt waived his hands to stop the two men from further discussion. He stood up and his living bookends stood with him. "Listen, I don't really care what happened before." He smiled as he watched Jamal and Maurice focus their attention on the two hot little twenty-year old bodies in front of them. "And, as I'm sure you can tell, I'm all about everybody being comfortable." He gently directed his sister and their roommate to stand against Maurice and Jamal. "I was hoping we might come to some sort of arrangement... then we would all be comfortable enough to come back...often."

Jamal was examining Lisa's breasts as Matt spoke. He was particularly delighted with the tiny triangles of pale flesh highlighting the hard, thick nipples on each tit. He rolled a swollen nub between his finger and thumb, slowly driving Lisa out of her mind. "What kind of arrangement might you be looking for, Matt?" 

Matt smiled again as he took another hit of the outstanding weed. "Remember," he choked out over the smoke, "I'm all about comfort. Let's start with yours, gentlemen." He gestured to the girls and they immediately dropped to their knees beside their tall, black companions. Jamal and Maurice looked down to see small hands unzipping their pants and reaching in for their thickening cocks.

Lisa and Margie had been on the edge since they started dancing and making out. They were both so anxious to get this particular party started they were hardly listening to their Master's negotiations. Much more interested in what was in hand, they started licking the thick, dark slabs of fuck-meat right in front of their faces. Margie was fighting to control herself as she became lost in the musky smell of pure male sex coming from Maurice's groin. "God," she thought, "my parents are so fucked up!" Lisa, knowing she had to impress the club manager, started sucking his big, dark purple colored head into her mouth.

"Comfortable, guys?" Matt asked as he watched his girls do what they do so well. "Maybe it would be better if you sat." He gestured to the couch and the two men sat down. Lisa and Margie moved with them, licking and sucking until two hard ebony poles jutted upwards. Jamal and Maurice were enjoying the oral attention until Matt spoke again. "Maybe," he spoke like he was thinking about what he was saying, "the girls can make you even more comfortable." Lisa and her Asian twin stood in front of the couch, facing each other right in front of the two excited men. They caressed each other gently, working their hands down the length of their trembling torsos. With hands at each others' hips, they peeled the little scraps of lace off of each other and turned back to the couch, their matching shaved pussies on display. 

Turning back again, facing Matt, Lisa backed up a step, moving her firm, round ass over Jamal's thick, black shaft. Holding herself up with her left hand on his strong thigh, she used her right hand to grasp him and hold his thick, spongy head to her moist, spreading lips. At the same time, Margie climbed onto the couch on her knees, poised just above Maurice's impressive member. And then, together, they sank down over the hard, black cocks; the two men were going slowly insane with lust as the girls sank down an inch at a time, using every muscle they had to squeeze and please the hard, thick shafts sliding up their tight little white cunts.

The telephone behind the bar rang. Jamal told Henry to quit staring and answer the phone. He picked up the receiver and listened for a moment. "Eldon's at the front door, Boss..." he said to Jamal, "says two white boys...friends of Matt's...said they were expected." 

Jamal looked at Matt and started to chuckle from deep in his gut. "Goddammit, I like your style, young man." He turned back to Henry. "Tell El to buy them a beer, keep them at the bar until we send for them." He checked with Matt – "That okay with you?" Matt nodded as he watched Jamal's big hand squeeze his sister's breasts as he lifted her up and then pulled her back down over the length of his deep purple, swollen cock. "Okay, then. I believe you have me exactly where you planned on having me, Mr. Matt." 

He glanced across to see Margie frenching Maurice as she fucked her first black cock. She was all lust and hunger, sucking his tongue into her mouth and his massive cock into her wet, pulsating cunt. She was so close to cumming on her first black dick. She put her mouth next to Maurice's ear and whispered softly, "Please, baby, fuck me harder." Jamal and the others heard her and they all moaned and groaned at the raw lust on display.

Matt moved a step closer to Lisa and Jamal. "It's simple, Jamal. All I want is for me and the girls and a few of my friends to have a nice club to go to, shoot a little pool, smoke some dope...have a good time, you know?" 

Jamal looked at Matt. "That sounds very reasonable...but why do I think maybe there's something else, too?"

Lisa turned around and kissed Jamal long and hard on his thick, dark lips. "Because you're smart as well as sexy, Boss." She gave him her cutest, sexiest little girl look. "Can I call you 'Boss', Jamal?"

"Sure, baby..." he grinned at the hot little coed sitting on his dick, "you can call me anything you like." He turned back to Matt. "So, what's the real deal, kid?" He was finding it hard to concentrate as Margie leaned towards them, helping Jamal massage Lisa's tits. 

"It's easy, dude," Matt started to explain, "I got a Plan A and a Plan B...your choice, but I think Plan B is the better option." 

"Go ahead...let me hear them." Jamal was chuckling again at Matt's nerve and poise. 

Lisa and Margie kept fucking the two men as Matt explained the options. "Plan A," he said, "would be pretty casual. We'd drop by every couple of weeks, have a couple drinks, and shoot some pool. If you or your staff wanted a little attention from these girls, I'm sure they would be more than happy to comply. For that, I would like my friends to be made welcome here as well. Don't worry about Paulie...I'll see to it that when he comes, he's dressed properly and he behaves with a least a little dignity." Jamal chuckled. "Oh," Matt continued, "by the way, Paulie shoots about the best stick I've ever seen...side bets could be quite lucrative."

"Okay, sounds reasonable. What's Plan B?" When he wasn't speaking, Jamal's lips were trying to suck the skin from Lisa's neck. He wasn't being particularly gentle – she loved it!

"Oh, I think this is way better, Jamal." Matt reached over to Maurice, who was still marveling at the way Margie's cunt clenched around his thick meat. "Give me another blunt, Mo." Matt spoke in the same voice he used with Lisa and Margie. Jamal looked on in amazement as Maurice opened his case and gave the young white boy one of his joints. "Thanks, Mo." Matt lit the joint and then turned back to Jamal. He ignored the puzzled look on Jamal's dark face and handed him the joint. 

"Personally," Matt began, "I would like to be here a couple times a week." He bent down and kissed his sister on her swollen, puffy mouth. "Oh yeah," he chuckled as he moved to Margie and kissed her the same way. "I think Lisa and Mai Ling would like to spend some quality time here, too." He took the joint from Jamal's hand and sat down. He took a long hit, enjoying the sight of his sluts fucking the shiny black poles in front of him.

He blew a long plume of smoke at Lisa's pussy. "Okay...here's the deal. This is a great club, and I like you guys. So do the girls. We'll drop by a couple times a week. You and the guys can party with Lisa and Mai Ling. When my friend's come by, they get this room if it's available. No charge for the room or the table...Paulie will let you make the book and side-bets are your own."


Jamal was impressed with Matt's control of the situation. "That's cool." He agreed to Matt's terms. "What about you, young son?" Jamal chuckled deeply. "What do you get out of this? This pussy is way too fine to pay for a few hours on a pool table."

Matt smiled at Jamal. "You know, I really like this part of town. Some great music, nice little clubs and places to eat." He put his palm on Lisa's breast and rubbed her in circles. "Some pretty hot women around here, too." Matt looked around the room. "Unfortunately, outside around here isn't too safe...especially for young, pale-skinned college students, you know?" Jamal nodded – Matt was telling the unfortunate truth.

"Well, I can't expect you to change the whole place overnight, Jamal...but it would be very cool if I knew that the girls and other friends who might be with me would be totally safe around here...you know...like someone heavy in the neighborhood vouched for us. That would be way cool." 

"What do you think, Mo?" Jamal was chuckling again. "You think we heavyweight enough to protect this pussy?" 

"Okay then," Matt resumed speaking in his control voice. "Just two things and we're done, okay?" He looked at Jamal directly. "First is...well, maybe three things, but the third..."

Jamal let out a big laugh. "Boy, I think you had enough of Mo's weed for one night. Now what you trying to suggest?"

Matt tried to control himself, but there was that little giggle in his voice. "Okay...first thing is..." he paused to make sure he had everyone's attention, "ladies, up please." Both Lisa and Margie lifted themselves slowly off the ebony poles embedded in their hot, wet cunts. Lisa turned back to face Jamal as she sank to her knees, right beside her China Doll. Both girls took the thick, crème-covered shafts into their mouths to finish what they had started earlier. "First thing, gentlemen, is that the only way you finish in them bareback is with current medical tests results. Current means within seventy-two hours, okay? Otherwise it's blowjobs...which...aren't too shabby...or condoms. Understand?" 

Matt looked slowly from man to man, catching their eyes, making sure he was fully and completely understood. When he was satisfied, he looked at Jamal again. "Good," he said in a more pleasant tone, "I know you see the value in that for you as well as me and my babies." 

Jamal stared at Matt for what seemed a long time. Still locking eyes with the young lad, he said, "Maurice, you know what I'm looking at?" The other man was leaning back, eyes closed as Margie used her throat muscles to massage his thick, black cock. But Jamal wasn't waiting for an answer. "I'll tell you, Mo...I'm looking at a man with all the necessary attributes to be good friend, that's what." His hand was riding the back of Lisa's neck as she bobbed up and down over his delicious chocolate log. "That is a perfectly acceptable condition, Matt. What else you got, buddy?"

"Okay," Matt continued, "I knew you'd like that one, J." Matt glanced over at the man with a strange look. "Okay if I call you J?" he asked. "It just kinda came out naturally."

Jamal looked at Matt again very seriously. "Yeah, that's fine. Last man called me J was my brother. Tell you about him some other time, but sure...that's cool."

"Cool," Matt continued as if there was never a doubt. "Finally, because we are both business men, let's put a value on all that I've been talking about." 

Jamal looked at Maurice and punched him in the shoulder. "Wake up, Mo...this boy is good, god-dammit!" Maurice opened his eyes and rubbed his shoulder. He paid attention.

Matt smiled at Jamal, his new best friend and possible partner. "The girls will be here for you and your tuxedo posse, to be used as you like..." his voice dropped a notch and got a little more firm, "no marks...no shit...no pain that they don't agree to." Again, he paused while he looked all four men directly in the eye, one at a time. When they all nodded their understanding, he continued. "Other than that, they really love being dirty little sluts – pretty much anything goes. They'll let you know when no really means no. And the first time someone disrespects them or their decisions, the whole fucking arrangement is over." They all nodded again.

"The deal is for two nights a week, at least 4 hours a night. No charge to me, of course, for the room and the table and the booze we drink. Of course, when my friends play without me...no charge for the room and table, but they buy their own drinks. Unless you're making nice money off of them – then I know you'll do what gentlemen do." Jamal waved his hand in agreement, this was the small stuff. "And of course, if there was another, you know, local woman here...when I was here with the girls, well, that wouldn't be too bad, would it? But," he said to Jamal, "I'll leave that to you. Sound good so far?"

Jamal tried to scowl at him, but it was hard. He was high, the cutest little white girl he'd had in a long fucking time was sucking his dick like a seasoned pro, and he genuinely liked this kid. "Yeah, sounds fine so far." He shook his head back and forth. "Fuck me, Matt...I don't want to know what this Homecoming Queen pussy is gonna cost me. I'll pay...take it easy on a old man."

Matt smiled, ready to close the deal. He didn't want to be greedy, but the opportunity was too good to pass up. "Okay, old man, not that much...I am assuming you deal in a little something other than retail...I want two ounces of this very fine herb – per week – when I bring the girls over." 

Maurice and Jamal looked at each other, then looked down at the twin heads bobbing on their cocks and then grinned as they slapped hands. Jamal looked at Matt and smiled. "Done and done, young son. Let's have a joint to celebrate." 

"Cool," Matt said with a huge grin breaking out over his face. "Perfect," he thought to himself. "Henry," Matt said, once again in complete control, "please call the bar and have my friends brought down." Jamal was once again amused by the young man's apparent control over his staff. "And, Henry," he called after the man, "you might want to get a bunch of condoms...unless any of you have a current letter from your doctor..."

Matt was exhausted from putting the whole thing together and his throat was way too dry. "William," he called as he sank down onto a chair facing Jamal and Maurice, "please, man, can you get me a cold beer? My throat's killing me." Once again, Jamal noticed with interest the way his well-trained staff was responding to Matt's requests. Matt leaned forward towards the two bobbing heads. "Okay, ladies...quit screwing around... time to end round one."

Lisa and Margie responded to Matt's command immediately. They both took the slick, thick, ebony shafts between their lips and over their tongues until the throbbing cocks were lodged deep in their throats. Then slowly, breathing through their noses, they started the swallowing technique that Lisa's mother had taught her and she had taught Margie. Both men started groaning as the twenty year old throat muscles worked their magic, drawing the hot, salty jism out of their balls and up the big, black roots. As the groaning became louder the girls used their perfectly manicured fingers to massage that sensitive patch of skin just behind the men's' sacs, causing hips to fly off the couch, driving the fat, purple-headed cocks even deeper down their throats.

Neither Jamal nor Maurice could ever remember getting sucked off like that. Of course, as they blasted their thick crème down the coeds' throats, all they were aware of was the pure passion of complete release. Only later, when they talked about it, did they realize it was the first time that they never had to hold the girls' heads down – they fuckin' loved it as much as the men they'd blown!

As Lisa swallowed Jamal's salty load, her body was vibrating along every nerve path. Her younger brother had just sold her hot little ass to these gorgeous hunks. She couldn't wait to start their new arrangement. Like Margie, she was more than happy to fuck her brother's friends, but she was craving something more exciting...more on the edge as their parents described it. She was finally getting it...understanding what her mother and her father told them about that long New Year's Eve night and day. 

Lisa found her Asian lover in the throes of her own climax as she lovingly cleaned Maurice's spent tool. She licked and sucked his crème and her saliva off his slick black shaft and his ebony sac. Sliding her hands up Margie's back, Lisa moved them around until she cupped the perfect golden globes in her hands, trapping Margie's nipples between her fingers. Lisa lifted her lover to her feet, turned her around so they were face to face, and then they kissed each other as though no one else was around. They were locked in that intimate embrace when they heard the high pitch of Paulie's distinctive voice. "Christ, Matt, what the fuck is going on here?"

Jamal looked at Matt and then turned to Maurice. "That the one?" he asked, motioning towards Paulie. Maurice nodded and rolled his eyes back in his head. 

Matt was chuckling along with Jamal. "Dude, I don't blame you...just no more, right?" Maurice acknowledged the new deal with a long sigh. Matt grinned as he shook hands with Maurice and Jamal. Then he took Lisa in his arms and pulled her close against him, her hard nipples scraping across his shirt and her soaking pussy pulled tight against his muscular thigh. This is what she dreamed of...to be held and displayed like this...by her brother.

Margie slithered against Matt's other side, gently humping her panty-covered pussy against him, alternately kissing and licking Matt's neck and Lisa's sweet lips. Matt looked at his friends who were standing wide-eyed and open-mouthed between Henry and William. "Easy, boys...have you met William and Henry?" Winston and Paulie shook hands with the men next to them, but no one really looked away from Margie and Lisa; no one could. Matt saw that Jamal and Maurice had tucked themselves away and stood up to greet the new arrivals. Matt gestured towards his friends. "Winston...Paulie, I'd like you to meet Jamal and Maurice. Jamal...Maurice, my friends Winston and Paulie." 

The two nervous and confused boys shook hands with the tall, bald men. "Uhm...Matt... this is the man who..." Paulie's voice was filled with stress as he spoke.

Maurice, trying not to enjoy the young boy's nervousness too much, smiled down at Paulie – his teeth looming large and white against his dark lips. "And I do apologize for that, Paulie...I truly do." Maurice put his arm around Paulie's shoulder and gave him a friendly hug. Paulie was speechless. "But I must say, I am...I mean we are...thankful for whatever it was that brought my man Matt and these lovely ladies into our club." He was grinning hugely, very stoned and deeply in love with the two coeds making out... swapping cum...just in front of him. He looked at his three cohorts and raised his arms in the air. "Can a brother get an Amen to that?"




Matt & Lisa at School Ch. 04



(If you haven't already, please read Matt and Lisa at School -- Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3. This will make much more sense if you do. There is also more detailed family background in A Family New Year's Eve.)

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The slow cab ride back from the pool hall to the apartment was almost painful for the three roommates crowded together in the back seat. They couldn't keep their hands or their lips off of each other, much to the chagrin of the tough-looking, middle-aged African-American woman driving the cab. When they were stopped at a red light, Margie peeled Lisa's dress down, exposing her pert 34B breast and her swollen pink nipple. The lighter, triangular area defined the shape of her bikini top and highlighted the dusky pink bud in the center.

The driver, after seeing Lisa exposed in her rear-view mirror, turned around with a frown. "What you doin' back there? Sure...you cute, honey." she smiled at Lisa, "but why in my cab, darlin'? Can't you all wait but a few minutes?"

Matt couldn't help himself. He turned his sister towards him and dropped his mouth on to her breast, sucking the rubbery tip between his lips. The driver gasped at the brazen action of the young white boy. But before she could say anything, the light changed and she started to drive. Margie leaned over the front seat and tapped the driver on the shoulder. "Don't worry about them, Ma'am," she said with a soft chuckle. "He's her brother...he'll watch out for her."

"Lord preserve us all," the driver said as she looked heavenward. "I've seen a lot of things in my cab, honey," she'd caught Margie's eye and then looked in her mirror again. Matt was licking his older sister's breast, rubbing her nipple between his fingers. "Those two pretty hot, hmm? Really brother and sister?" Margie nodded as she watched her Master and her lover getting more and more excited as they got closer to home "Mmmm, mmmm! Well if you say so, darlin'. I guess they come from a close-knit family, huh?"

The cab pulled up in front of their apartment as Margie covered Lisa's breast with her dress and Matt pulled a bill out of his wallet to cover their ride and a very generous tip. "You wouldn't believe how close-knit our family is, Ma'am," Matt handed the bill to the driver. "Thank you, Ma'am...I don't need any change back, no." He started to climb out the door after Margie and his sister. The driver grabbed his hand as it lay across the top of the front seat.

"Well, your parents raised you to be polite, young man...I know you can't be all bad." She smiled at him. "You take care of her now." Matt shut the door and she drove off down the street. 

Lisa and Margie wrapped their arms around Matt's waist as the trio strolled into their building. Once in the apartment, Matt took the two baggies of his new sales supply and put it safely away in his room, knowing he would call Winston the next day and they would strategize a new distribution scheme along with Maurice's help. The third bag, the one Margie had wagered for, sat on Matt's desk as he changed out of his suit into an old, comfortable pair of cut-off sweat pants. He set the music menu on his computer and when he was ready, he sat down at his desk, opened the bag and rolled a thin joint. As he lit the end, he punched a number on his cell phone. He took a hit as he heard a distinctive ring from upstairs.

Margie knew the ring as soon as she heard it. "Yes, Master?" she answered. "How may I serve you?" Her voice was whispery soft, the lilting Chinese accent sounded so hot.

Matt exhaled slowly, surprised by the sweet, heavy taste of the potent smoke. It had been a long time since he had smoked anything of this quality and the effects were both extreme and instantaneous. "Come down here...bring a pitcher of ice water and glasses. I need to thank you." Matt closed his phone and took another hit of the joint before he carefully snuffed it out in an ashtray. "Lisa? You in your room, baby?" He didn't have to raise his voice as his older sister's bedroom was right next to his; the doors from each of their rooms to the shared bathroom were open and he could hear her moving around. 

He looked up when his sister entered his room and just like on that magical New Year's night, she simply took his breath away. The soft lights played off her tanned flesh, still slick with the sheen of sweat and good sex. He loved the way that her nipples were highlighted by the pale triangles on her rounded breasts left from her tanning bikini. He needed that ice water -- his mouth was parched and he was unconsciously licking his lips as his eyes moved over her exposed flesh. His breathing grew shallow as his eyes locked on to the third pale triangle caused by her tiny suit. Still plump and swollen from her earlier activities, Matt thought his sister's cunt was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.

As Lisa crossed to her brother, an equally naked Margie followed her into Matt's room carrying the water pitcher from the refrigerator and three glasses. Setting the glasses down on the dresser, the beautiful Asian coed tilted her head causing her long black hair to fall over her perfect tits and highlight her stiff nipples. She filled the glasses with the most graceful movement of hand and arm and then set the pitcher down. 

Again, Matt felt in awe of the gift that Yuan Mai Ling had given him -- all of her self... her love completely...to be his. She took a glass in each hand and gave one to the brother and one to the sister. Handing them over, she kissed each of them lightly on the lips, whispering her love to both of them. 

Matt took a much-needed drink of water and then sat down in the swivel chair in front of his computer. He lit the joint in the ashtray and took another hit before passing it on to Margie. After she took the joint from his hand and took a small hit, Matt pressed his lips to his sister's and slowly exhaled the powerful smoke into her mouth. He motioned to both girls to hold the smoke deep as long as they could. And as the smoke started to escape their lips, all three were smiling at each other, the girls standing together in front of the luckiest freshman on campus.

He looked at Margie and once again marveled at how much she looked like a Chinese version of his older sister. Their physical measurements were almost identical -- both of them were perfect in every way. "You were very smart tonight, Mai Ling." A deep blush only made her neck and cheeks more beautiful. "I was so proud of you...using what I have tried to teach you."

Margie was so excited by her Master's unexpected words of praise. The rush she felt was as dizzying as the potent dope she was smoking. It made her sooo wet! 

He took the joint out of her fingers and pulled the outrageously cute coed down on his knee. Inhaling the last of the thick, sweet smoke, Matt kissed his sister and gave her the smoke as he exhaled. Then he turned to Margie. "I told you I needed to thank you. Know why?"

Margie grinned back. "I think we are smoking the reason, Matt." She moved her head slowly to the left and then the right. Her hair was like a black shimmering waterfall rushing down over her breasts, separating around her hardened nipples.

It was difficult to draw his eyes away but he did. "That's certainly part of it, baby... knowing that a dealer would keep his best stuff for himself...but there was more."

Margie tried to ask but nothing came out of her mouth. Lisa had sunk to the floor between her girlfriend's legs and her tongue was buried between Margie's swollen labia. Matt gently pulled his sister back, eliciting a groan from both girls. "Tell her, Lisa...why are we so proud of our China Doll?" He bent forward and took her fat nipple in his mouth. Covering his teeth with his lips, he started chewing on the rubbery tip. Margie was going crazy as Lisa substituted two fingers for her tongue inside Margie's cunt.

Lisa straightened enough to bring her face even with Margie's. They both leaned into the kiss at the same time...all three seemed to be operating on the same wavelength. All of the lust and passion that she was feeling came out in Lisa's deep, throaty voice. "Two reasons, baby..." she looked directly into the black pools of Margie's almond-shaped eyes, "first, you chose to listen to Matt and me about black men, ignoring the old stories."

Another deep flush colored Margie's golden skin as she thought again about what had happened earlier that night. "Oh my God!" Margie cried, her voice pitching higher. "I'm so glad that I did...I mean...Oh my..." She looked at Matt, scared for a moment that he would be unhappy with her, but he was smiling and enjoying her reaction.

"We knew you would be, baby..." Lisa continued, "but the second reason is really the one Matt was talking about." Matt sat back and looked at his sister and then nodded his head for her to continue. "Margie, think about it, baby. How did my brother describe us -- you and me -- in his words and his actions tonight?" Margie looked at Lisa and then turned to Matt. She thought for a minute and then turned back to Lisa. "Whores." She started to smile as she started to understand. "We were his whores. He used us to seal the deal. We were his possessions." She slid a finger through her wet slit. 

Lisa smiled back at her Asian lover. "You are absolutely right, my love." Margie's skin flashed with Lisa's words; her nipples grew even longer and her cunt grew wetter. "We were the lowest of the low." Margie nodded at Lisa again. "Tell me, baby...tell us both..." Lisa's voice dropped again, "was there ever a minute...outside of having huge orgasms...that you did not feel like you were in complete control?"

Margie's eyes opened as far as they could as she gasped, drawing in air. "Oh, I know!" She started to bounce her taut ass on Matt's thigh. "God, Lis'," she shrieked, "that's what made the sex so good! They thought it was all about them..." her whole face began to smile, "but the whole time...it was all about us...it was so cool!" The two girls met in a torrid kiss.

Matt took the opportunity to stick several fingers into each of their pussies and gently circle their clits with his thumbs. "That's right, babe. It's a couple of things all mixed together." Both girls were moaning into each others' mouth as Matt fingered both of them deeper and deeper. "There's attitude in there along with some incredibly cute pussy power." He smiled when he heard one of them giggling softly. "But mostly," he said with a sudden seriousness, "it's recognizing and understanding who has the real power in a dominant / submissive relationship." 

Lisa pulled back and looked at her brother, lust pouring out of her dark brown eyes. Then she looked at Margie. "It was like...you just knew...that was pretty cool, baby. You haven't been at this stuff too long." Both girls reacted to Matt's thumbs as they circled ever closer to their engorged clits. It was hard for Lisa to speak, but she continued. "But when you used it...when the whore reeled in the mark and set the terms for the bet... sticking it to the big man... baby that was unbelievable." Lisa and Margie met again -- lip to lip and tongue to tongue -- as Matt brought them to climax with his fingers. 

He watched his two lovers kiss for a moment and then drew them apart. "Lisa," he said, "go call Mom and Dad. If they're up, tell them to turn their webcam on and IM me." He watched her walk away, swiveling her gorgeous ass before she turned into her room. 

Smiling up at the beauty perched on his thigh, he asked Margie how he could thank her properly. "Your wish is my command, my darling," he said. Her almond-shaped eyes opened wide as she considered the possibilities.

Margie looked around his room as she thought through her choices. Lisa came back in with a smile on her face. "They were in bed, Matty. Mom's gonna IM you in a minute." She noticed the strange look on Margie's face. "What did I miss? What did you say to her, Matt?"

Matt brought his laptop to life as he answered his sister. "I asked how she would like to be thanked her for her fine work earlier this evening." He kissed Lisa the way brothers are never supposed to kiss their sisters. "I said her wish was my command."

Lisa gasped when she heard her brother. She looked at Margie who nodded in response to her silent question. Before she could say anything, the computer signaled an incoming message. Margie stood up next to Lisa as Matt swiveled around towards his desk and clicked on the video chat window.

"What a lovely surprise, darlings!" Laurie's voice came from the computer speakers. The window on the monitor showed a close-up of her beautiful face. 

Lisa pushed over Matt's shoulder. "You cut your hair again, Mom...it's so cute...God, it's so short."

Their mother laughed at her daughter's comments. "Funny as it seems, the shorter I cut my hair..." she paused for a moment. "Hey guys, who all is there?" 

Matt clicked on the 'zoom out' button until he could see himself and the girls over his shoulders in the little monitor window. "Just us chickens, Mom," he said. "Lisa's right... your haircut is really hot."

"Thanks, honey." Laurie zoomed her webcam back as well, revealing her full, rounded breasts and then her husband at her side. "Like I was saying, the shorter I cut it, the longer your father seems to get." She pulled him closer until his hard cock was exposed to the camera.

"Oooh, Daddy," Lisa moaned, "you're looking very tasty tonight."

"Hi, sweetie," Steven greeted his daughter, "we were just talking about all of you. Yes, all of you, Mai Ling." Margie giggled, but they all knew she loved being included as part of the family.

"What's up, Pop?" Matt asked for all of them.

"Nothing, really. We've just been...missing you guys...and wondering when a good time would be to...come and visit." Matt and girls were staring at his monitor, watching their mother's head bobbing back and forth over their father's hard cock. The slow speed of the video, combined with the position of the camera - their father's head was missing - made for a very surreal image. 

"Mom," Matt interrupted, "do you have your monitor window on? Can you see what we're seeing?"

Laurie let her husband's cock slip out of her mouth and looked at her monitor. "Of course, Matty. Why do you ask?" "Just a real interesting view is all, Mom. Dad isn't all there, if you get my drift."

Laurie zoomed her camera in until her head and shoulders filled the frame. Then she brought Steven's hard-on into view. "Right now, children..." she drew her tongue along the curved shaft, "this is really the only part of your father I'm interested in."

Lisa and Margie moaned together at the sight before them. Each one thought how nice it would be to be at Laurie's side, helping her suck that cock. 

"Anyway," Matt continued, "that's really the reason we're calling. There's a Holiday Parents' Weekend in two weeks and we really want you guys to come."

"Two weekends from now?" Laurie paused to think for a moment. "I'm sorry, honey, but that Friday is the staff party at school...and I've missed that the last two years."

Lisa and Margie were instantly aware of the change in Matt. He sat up straighter in the chair and his breathing slowed and steadied. His chest and arms seemed to expand as he sat there concentrating for a moment. His voice was normal volume, but he pitched it to a lower register. "Excuse me, slut. What did you just say?" The girls jumped at the tone of Matt's voice. They almost pissed themselves and he wasn't even talking to them! Then Matt turned and smiled at them -- his back to the camera. "Margie, roll a skinny...that bag." He pointed to the open baggie and then resuming his role, he turned back to the camera and waited for Laurie to speak.

Matt and Lisa watched silently as their mother looked into the camera and then crossed her arms behind her back, thrusting her full breasts and swollen nipples towards her children. Then lowering her head, she apologized to her son. "Please, Master. I am so sorry. It has been too long since you have disciplined me...and I need that so much." Laurie glanced at the camera and then looked down again. "Of course...we will be there with you. We wouldn't want to be anywhere else, Master." It had been so long since she hard heard that tone...she reacted immediately in a physical way.

Matt's father leaned down into the webcam's range. He was laughing as he spoke to his son in Chinese. "Hen hao de! Very well done! I can smell your mother's cunt from ten feet away!" 

"Thanks, Pop." Matt resumed conversing in a normal tone, speaking Chinese. "I'm not the only one who has done well...Yuan Mai Ling outdid herself tonight. She is a bright pupil and she seems to want to pursue this lifestyle with us. I want you and Mom to spend time with her, help her the way you helped Lisa and me." Margie was squealing in delight (of course she understood father and son) as she finished rolling the joint. She lit it and gave it to Matt and he took a hit. Ten seconds later, he exhaled and gave it to Lisa.

"Wait 'til you try this, Pop...outrageous." Matt had switched back to English. "Even better...wait until you and Mom meet our new friends...the guy who gave me this and his business associates. Gonna be a ton of fun." Laurie moved back into sight. She whispered into the microphone, "Am I forgiven, Master?" She looked back down waiting for her son's reply. Just a moment later, she looked up hearing his cheerful response.

"Of, course, Mother. You know I can't stay upset with you. But you can look forward to some corrective attitude adjustment when I see you again." Matt's smile was just a little crooked when he said that.

Matt and Margie both laughed when they heard Steven from off camera. "Shr, hai eega... Once again," he'd said, referring to the musky aroma coming from Laurie's excitable pussy.

Laurie looked at her son and her daughter and their roommate. "My God," she thought as she gazed at the monitor, "they are so beautiful...so bright." Then she saw Margie kissing her daughter. "And so incredibly hot!" 

"So tell us," Laurie said, "what our newest daughter did to make you so proud of her tonight."

"It's kind of a long story, Mom. I'll tell both of you the whole sexy tale when you get here. You'll need to know about the whole thing anyway when you meet our new friends." Matt paused to take a hit off the joint. "But for right now, I'll just say that she performed like a pro. In a pretty stressful situation, she stayed aware of everything going on, and used a little situation going on to snag this baggie of $1000 pot." Matt saw the look of shock register on Laurie's face and realized his mistake. "No...I don't mean she stole it or anything." 

Laurie calmed down immediately. "Well that's good, honey. What did she do?"

Lisa and Margie were giggling in the background, feeling each other up for the parents' benefit...and theirs, of course. Matt said, "She bet one of the guys that my cock is more than ten inches long. The way she did it, he had to take the bet...had no choice in front of his friends. Of course," Matt chuckled, "we already knew who the winner would be."

"Well done, Mai Ling," they heard Steven. "I can't wait to taste it...gan ni...you, too," he said. They all laughed together. "What did your Master do to thank you?"

Matt looked back at the gorgeous Chinese coed, standing naked and smelling like sex just behind him. Lisa leaned into the front of the camera and said, "Oh my God, Mom...he said, and I quote, 'Your wish is my command'! Can you believe it?"

Knowing better than to question her son about this, Laurie simply smiled back into the webcam. "Matthew," she said, "if you don't mind, please have Margie go to her room -- right now, yes -- and call me on my cell phone." She saw Matt nod and turn towards Margie. Then she saw the girl turn and walk out of the room. "Alright, darlings," she said, "we are going to get off now. Please make reservations for us at the usual hotel." Laurie paused thoughtfully for a moment. "I'm going to go talk with Margie now, Matthew. Remember, honey, everything happens for a reason. Talk to you soon. We love you guys."   Matt and Lisa could hear the cell phone ringing in their parents' bedroom. Together, they said goodbye to their mother and father and promised to make the reservations the next day. Matt closed the video chat window on his computer, turned off the monitor, and got up from his chair. He smiled at his sister as he put his long arms around her and drew her body next to his. He pressed his lips to hers and kissed her with all the love he felt for her. Then he pulled away and looked into her dark brown eyes. "You know why I'm doing this, don't you?"




Matt & Lisa at School Ch. 04



Lisa smiled warmly at her little brother. "Of course, silly. I know she did great...and when you said 'stressful' before, you don't know the half of it."

Matt kissed her again -- this time letting his tongue open her lips as his hands drifted over her moist flesh. When his hand found the curve where thigh meets ass, he grabbed hard and pulled her against his thickening tool. Lisa worked her hands down until she had her brother's shorts in her grasp. She broke their kiss to kneel in front of him and peel them down his muscular legs. As always, when she found herself up close and personal with her brother's magnificent organ, she fell immediately under its spell. Almost unaware of his hands, Lisa felt herself being drawn up Matt's torso until she was on her feet again.

"She's jealous of you, you know..." Matt said softly to his sister. His hands were on her breasts, his fingers rolling her thick rubbery nipples. Lisa's fingers were stroking her brother's cock and rubbing gently over his balls. "I don't want her to be...I don't want her to have any reason to be unhappy about all this, baby." "I know, lover," Lisa mumbled as she kissed and tongued her brother's nipples, still stroking his growing stalk. "Don't worry, baby. I could never be jealous of you no matter what you do." She looked up into his beautiful eyes. "I love you so much, Matty -- that's all that matters, knowing you love me just as much as I love you." They kissed with even more passion this time, losing themselves in each other until Matt felt Lisa lift her leg against his thigh, offering herself to her brother by spreading her swelling labia before his ever-hardening cock.

With his cock still in her hand, Lisa drew him forward, nestling the thick shaft between her moistening lips, sliding it back and forth through her creamy slit until he was covered in her secretions. Then she put the bulbous head into her hole and slid herself down the slick, thick ten-inch shaft until her brother's cock was buried to the hilt in her loving cunt.

"I do, Lis', I love you more than anything...you know that." Matt didn't move his body as he flexed his cock inside his sister's hot, tight walls. "Enough so I'm not jealous of you, either." Lisa moaned as he kept flexing himself in her. "I heard you before, you know, when you were talking to Henry." Lisa groaned as her brother's cock kept tapping against her G-spot and her cervix at the same time. She opened her mouth to suck on the finger she found there. The next thing she knew, that same finger was rubbing circles around her little star-shaped pucker. Then it was back in her mouth, demanding more moisture. And then, finally, she felt the slick digit penetrate her ass, fucking in and out of her while her brother's magic cock was playing her pussy like a musical instrument.

"You would make beautiful children with Henry, baby cakes...I really think so." Matt whispered into his sister's ear. "If that's what you want some day, it would be okay with me." That was all Lisa had to hear...when he started playing with her nipple again, pulling it in time to the finger fucking her ass and the cock twitching in her cunt, her best orgasm of the night rolled over the incestuous twenty-one year old coed. Matt could feel her climax everywhere. Her sphincter clamped down on his finger in time with the spasms of her cuntal walls trying to coax the sperm from his balls. It took all his concentration to keep himself from giving in to the sweet temptation.

Matt was still hard as he lifted his sexy sister off of his cock. But he knew it would go down in a few minutes - he'd wanted to save himself, to be ready for whatever Margie came back with. And he knew it would be soon.

When both siblings had calmed down, Matt asked his sister to find out what was keeping their China Doll and at the same time, re-fill the pitcher of ice water. As Lisa left the room, Matt sat down and rolled a pin-joint from the new pot. It was almost gone a few minutes later when Lisa and Margie returned. 

"May I?" Margie asked as she took the joint out of Matt's fingers. She took a nice, long drag and handed it off to Lisa. After a while, the hot little twenty year old blew the smoke out and sat down by Matt, on the side of his bed. She looked at him and smiled. 

"God," he thought for the thousandth time, "she's so fucking beautiful!" 

Lisa put her tray on top of the desk and poured two glasses. She took one and handed the other to Matt. She nodded at Margie and said, "Guess who I found at the refrigerator? I think she was on her second glass when I got there."

Margie smiled again at the sexy siblings. "I got very thirsty talking to my new mother. She is so beautiful. And my new father seems just as nice." Margie sighed as she took another drink. "I wonder how I could be so lucky!"

Lisa couldn't stand the suspense any longer. "What did you talk about? What did she tell you?" 

Margie just looked at Lisa and shook her head. "I'll tell you later, baby. Right now, I think I owe Matt an answer to his question." Matt started to move but Margie put her hand on his chest, keeping him still. "My wish, Master, is that for the rest of the night, you treat me...just the same..." It was so hard for her to get the words out of her mouth she had to take another sip. "I want you to treat me the same way...that your father treats your mother."

Lisa just about spilled her water when she heard what Margie said to Matt. She couldn't wait for his reaction...this was brilliant! And yet, once again, her little brother proved to be in command of this as well. 

Shocking them both, Matt slid off the side of his bed until he was sitting on the floor by Margie's dangling legs. He looked up into her black, almond-shaped eyes and let himself fall in to the deep obsidian pools. "Fuck me," he said to himself, "that is some great fuckin' dope!" With the most mellow smile he was capable of, Matt said he would be honored to serve her like that.

Lisa was starting to hyperventilate. This was about the hottest thing she'd heard of since her family started sharing everything last New Year. "Fuck, Matty..." Lisa hissed at her brother, her eyes turning to slits with thoughts of unholy lust, "guess what's gonna be on the top of my birthday list?"

Margie looked at her with an expression Lisa had never seen before...a little superior, maybe a little dismissive. Whatever it was, it made Lisa's pussy drool. Still looking at Lisa, Margie spoke again to Matt. "You can let her help, if you'd like...but please keep her quiet, Matthew." This time, Lisa's excitement was evident throughout the room. She could feel her response dripping down the inside of her thigh.

Matt turned to Lisa and using only his eyes, he directed her to the floor and had her assume her submissive pose. Only then did he turn around to look at Margie. "What may I do for you, love?"

"What time is it, Matthew?" Margie ignored his question.

"1:45 in the morning."

The sexy coed scooted back on the bed and took another drink. "Roll me a joint, dear." Matt looked at Lisa and she hopped over to the desk, busying her experienced fingers with the task. A minute later, Matt placed it between Margie's lips and held a flame to the tip.

As Margie slowly sucked on the tip of the little white tube, she raised her right knee until her foot was flat on the bed. Her left leg was flat on the mattress, slightly bent towards Matt. The beautiful long-haired Chinese girl moaned as she sucked in the smoke, letting the fingers of her right hand trail slowly down the inside of her firm golden thigh towards her slick, bare mound. 

When her fingers found the top of her slit, she looked right at Matt, whipping her long black hair over her swelling nipples. "Call your friend, Winston. Invite him to come over here...now. Tell him you would be very pleased if he would...come over and...fuck me." Lisa thought that her heart was going to explode! She couldn't believe how hot this was...watching her oh-so-powerful brother being dominated like that. She wanted Margie so badly...she had never appeared more desirable. That Margie wouldn't speak to her or even let Lisa speak at all sent vibrations through every nerve in her body.

Again, Matt glanced at her and she got to her feet. Locating his cell phone, she handed it to him and resumed her pose at his side. Lisa gazed up at Margie with a new-found respect and admiration. Seeing Matt involved on the phone, Margie relaxed a little and winked at Lisa, then puckered her plump lips in a very sexy air kiss. 

A minute later, a red-faced Matt turned back to Margie. "He said he had to shower. He'll be here in about 30 minutes." Matt looked down for a second and then back up. "May I ask you a question?" 

"Of course," Margie answered. "What is it, Matthew?"

"My father treats my mother many ways. I think I know what you want, my love...but if I'm wrong...or not...don't hesitate to correct me, okay?" Margie's eyes gleamed. "Don't worry, Matthew...your mother told me all about how she corrects your father. Sometimes, he even deserves it, she said!" Margie laughed -- alone. "But you've done nothing wrong, so far..."

Matt looked up again. "For right now," he said, "I just want to know...what do you want me to call you?"

She looked at him, stared at him until he saw her eyes change once in anger and then again in understanding. Now, looking just plain hot and sexy, Margie spoke in a low, throaty voice. "Matthew, you can call me whatever you like...whatever makes you comfortable. It's not what you call me, love. It's how you treat me tonight that counts."

Brother and sister were both more than a little impressed by her answer. Everything she did, earlier and even now, seemed to justify their feelings about her. They were both totally in love with her...and she with them.

Margie could see the understanding in Matt's eyes. She could also see the love he felt for her and her heart caught in her throat. He was so beautiful to her. "Stand up, come closer, Matty." He stood next to the bed and leaned towards her. His cock was standing straight out, almost perpendicular to the floor. Margie slid her fingers around the thick shaft with one hand and cradled his balls with the other. She pulled over even farther, stretching the skin covering his genitals. 

"I want you to start a bath for me, baby..." Margie licked his cock and kissed the smooth, soft skin covering his sac as she gave him her orders. "You can bathe me and shave me for your friend, okay?" Lisa was shivering from the way Margie was addressing her brother. She wasn't kidding about the birthday list thing! When several seconds went by and Matt remained silent, Margie held her breath and bit down on her lip as she remembered what Laurie told her to do...had to do, she'd said, if this whole thing was going to work for everyone. Margie held his thick hard cock against his stomach as she licked the base of his cock and the top of his sac. Matt moaned as she licked him, unaware of her tiny right hand between his legs. As she stretched his cock upwards, she held her middle finger back with her thumb creating as much torque as she could. She silently counted five seconds, hoping he would respond. When the time passed, she let her middle finger go...that classic flick from everyone's childhood...and her long, painted fingernail landed hard and flat, flush against the tender scrotal bag.

When the sounds of brother and sister gasping died down, Margie smiled at Matt. "I believe I asked you a question. Were you going to answer me, baby?"

Matt was trying very hard to gather himself together. The electric jolt of Margie's snapping nail had scattered parts of him throughout all the known universes. He was so high... the pain was almost transcendent. When he felt he could speak, he slid back down to the floor and apologized from his knees. He could hardly breathe, he was so excited. And without looking at his sister, he knew she had climaxed again when Margie's finger struck him.

"Of course, my love," Matt finally spoke, his tone low and soothing, "let me get it started for you now." The handsome young man backed out of the room and ran upstairs to start a hot bath in Margie's bathtub.

When the girls were alone, Margie motioned Lisa up on to the bed with her. She smiled at Lisa, her black eyes bright with power and lust. "Lick my pussy, baby." Margie hissed at her lover. Lisa moved her head immediately between her girlfriend's firm, golden thighs; her tongue finding the moist, hot slit full of crème. "That was so cool, baby. I felt his whole body tremble." Margie started to giggle as Lisa's tongue found her hole. "Your mother told me how to do it, honey...I hope you're not mad at me for doing it...she told me I would have to." 

Lisa looked up at the beautiful girl with a sly smile. "I almost always listen to my mom," she whispered. Then she looked up again. "I'm sorry, Mistress. I spoke without permission. Will you punish me now?" Both girls giggled together until Margie heard Matt's footsteps on the stairs. She pushed Lisa off the bed before Matt re-appeared to escort her upstairs.

And just like he'd seen his father do on occasion to his mother, the incredibly mature freshman bathed and shaved the classic Chinese beauty, stroking her ego along with her perfect body as she relaxed in the steaming tub. Ten minutes before Winston was due, Matt lifted her out of the tub and carried her, wrapped in a thick towel, to her bed. He'd finished drying her and was applying a very light coating of body massage oil to her golden flesh when Lisa brought Winston into Margie's bedroom. 

(Only a few minutes earlier, Lisa had been in the living room waiting for Winston. Knowing what might develop, she thought it prudent to speak to the young man before anything happened. She knew she had to grab his attention and then his agreement as quickly as she could...she thought answering the door completely naked would help. It did.)

Hearing his footsteps coming towards the door, Lisa's heart was pounding and her breathing was getting faster and shallower as she waited for him. Finally, she just couldn't stand waiting another second and she threw the door open just as he stepped up to knock. Winston stood there, his arm suspended as his eyes took in his all-time favorite fantasy image -- but this time she was real and right in front of him.

Lisa brought him quickly inside, whispering to the freaked out freshman to be quiet as she shut the door behind him. Lisa slid into Winston's arms and kissed him lightly on the lips. Her hand found the tent in the front of his jeans and gave him a little squeeze. "You seem to be all ready, Win," she whispered to him. All he could do was groan in response. "Listen up, little boy," she continued, "tonight's not like usual." He started to say something but she cut him off immediately. "No questions...no time, baby...just listen. Some things may happen that...you...maybe won't be expecting. Nothing bad...just different." Lisa kissed him again, harder this time, as she closed her fingers around the pole in his pants. "Just go with the flow, Winston...okay?" He hesitated for just a moment, trying to figure out what the fuck Lisa was talking about. Thinking he was being reluctant, Lisa whispered again. "If you're a good boy tonight, Win, I'll be a bad girl for you another night."

Winston was sure that Lisa could hear his heart pounding. His mouth was so dry he could barely get the words out. "How...bad?"

Lisa smiled up at the cute boy, remembering what it was like when she was just a lowly freshman. Her cunt started to juice up as she suddenly knew his fantasy. Her nipples poked him in the chest as she whispered again. "If you just go along tonight, baby... sometime very soon...I'll get all naked for you...and let you fuck my little asshole..." Winston , now certain his heart was outside his chest and ready to explode, was on the verge of cumming in his pants. "And Winston," she said, later wondering if it was to 'seal the deal' or if it was just her own fantasy come out to play, "you can do it...do me...in front of a few of your friends...if you want."

When Winston's knees started to buckle and he groaned softly about starting to cum, Lisa dropped to her knees, unzipped his jeans and pulled his stiff cock out just as it started to spurt his thick, hot cum. The first jet hit Lisa on her cheek before she was able to get his thick head between her lips. She sucked and swallowed as the overexcited boy splashed the inside of her mouth time after time until finally, only a small drop fell on to her tongue. She licked him clean and put his cock back in his pants. She stood up, his arms around her again. "I take it we have a deal?" She smiled as she licked the last of his crème from her swollen lips. All he could do was nod his head in agreement as she led him to the stairs.) Winston's eyes were jumping back and forth between Margie and Matt. He decided he wasn't high enough for this...whatever this was! He turned back to Lisa. "I need a joint, Lis', okay?" Before he could turn back, he heard Margie, but he'd never heard her speak this way before. 

"You heard your friend, Matthew," she hissed at him. "Get him what he wants...the good stuff." 

Winston turned around quickly, immediately captivated by that voice...so strong...so totally in control. He looked more closely this time, at first seeing the flush spread through his best friend's face and neck. He looked at Margie, propped up against a few pillows. Her right leg bent upwards at the knee and her left leg flat on the sheet, her left knee pointing towards the side of the bed. He saw the moisture collecting at the bottom of her slit and his heart started beating so fast he thought he would pass out.  Then he saw Matt stand up. Naked. They had seen each other nude before -- they had been dorm roommates, after all -- but he'd never seen Matt (or any other real, live man) like this before. Naked and Excited. He knew Matt was kinda big (he had only seen him flaccid), but fuck...the dude was huge! Matt walked by his friend and motioned to Lisa. She left to get the pot, some papers, an ashtray and a lighter.

Finally, Margie spoke to her special guest. This time, when she opened her beautiful mouth, it sounded like music. She patted the side of the bed, "Winston, I'm so happy you could come over. Come here, baby...sit down by me." 

He moved nervously over to the bed, sitting awkwardly on the edge...not knowing exactly what was going on or what he was supposed to do. Margie sat up and hugged him from behind. He was built lean and strong and she could feel the muscles beneath his skin. She whispered softly in his ear, "Don't be nervous, Win...I know you want to do all kinds of nasty stuff to me." She dropped on hand down to his crotch. "And I want you to, baby...I really do." He felt her fingers squeeze his swelling cock. "But I have to be honest -- I'm just using you to teach your friend a lesson. Don't worry...he won't hate you for this...he'll thank you later and really mean it, Win." Margie pressed her tits into his back as she licked the side of his neck. "Okay, baby?"

Winston had been watching his former roommate as Margie whispered in his ear. He didn't understand it at all...he knew he was 100% straight...why did Matt look so fucking hot to him? All he really heard from Margie was "Okay, baby?" and now he turned towards her...he'd forgotten for a minute just how truly beautiful she was...and brought his mouth down over hers in a searing kiss.

Margie melted into the young man's arms as he rolled her back into the pillows. He took his long, supple tongue out of her mouth and then bent over her chest, massaging first one nipple and then the other with the tip of that same tongue. When he'd made them stand out, hard and thick, he moved back to Margie's face. "Okay," he whispered back to her.




Matt & Lisa at School Ch. 04



Matt couldn't believe all of the emotions and feelings that coursed through him, mind and body. It had started earlier, when he told her how he wanted to thank her. He was every bit as much in love with Margie as he was with his sister. The only difference was simply the time the siblings shared before they knew her. He felt that giving her dominion over him would help her see his true feelings. After Margie spoke with Laurie, and then told him how he could thank her, the intensity of those feelings almost overwhelmed him. (He had spoken several times with his father about it in the past. Try as he might, he just couldn't feel what his father was describing when he played slut for Laurie. He and Lisa talked about trying it, but it was so very foreign to the way they were with each other, it just didn't seem real at all.)

Then it came to him...it was his mother all along. She understood that her children wanted to experience their parents' fantasies as well as their own. She and Lisa had discussed Steven's submissive behavior and knew the problems her kids were having trying to experience it for themselves. This "thank you" gesture was the perfect way for Matt to understand his father's feelings. Lisa would learn enough to know how to play when her opportunity came.

Matt looked at the bed and saw his good friend licking and kissing those perfect breasts. While he'd seen several people do this since Margie chose to become his slut, this time it was different. This time, it was all about her...all for her pleasure and satisfaction. Not his slut...this was one of the women he loved...the one he thought he might (OMG) marry some day...fucking his friend...for kicks. He felt like he might be sick for a moment, but that passed when he realized what his mother was talking about earlier.

His father had spoken to him at length about experiencing some of life's finest adventures on the edge. "It's an enviable place to be," he'd said, "but you have to be very careful if you truly want to spend time there." The first rule, he'd told his son, was that you could never forget that on the edge was not a real or normal place to be...not a good 'full-time' location. The second rule was the same as the first, he'd said. "Remember, it's not a real or normal place...have fun...experience everything you want to...no judgments to take back with you to the real world."

So here he was, on the edge himself this time and determined to experience all that he could. If Winston couldn't deal with it afterwards, he thought, well that was Winston's problem. He found himself moving towards the bed, to see if he could be of service when he heard Lisa come in behind him. He took the ashtray and put it on the end table next to Margie's bed. Next, he took a joint and a lighter off the tray and indicated to his sister to put the tray down on the dresser. Lisa did as he bade, and then kneeled on the floor in her classic submissive pose.

Matt held the joint out for his friend, waiting until Winston was able to pull his lips away from Margie's perfect breasts. When Winston noticed the joint, he sat up and let Matt light it for him. Winston took a hit and passed it to Margie. "So, sexy...how do you wanna do this?" he asked after he exhaled a long plume of smoke. Then he took the joint as she handed it back to him again. Margie looked at Winston. He was so eager...she'd felt used earlier and she really liked that; now she was feeling adored and she didn't want to make him wait any longer. Then she looked at Matt. Her pussy started to flood again at the thought of what she was going to see. Margie smiled at the young boy in her bed. "First thing is," she said, "I want to see you naked and hard." 

Winston grinned. "That's easy," he said. He took a hit of the joint as he swung his legs over the side of the bed and started to remove his clothes.

He felt Margie leaning against his back. "Hey. Easy, baby," she whispered in his ear again. "It's easier than you think...watch."

"Matthew," he heard Margie from behind him, "did you hear what I said?" 

Winston almost jumped out of his skin; Matt was at his side so fast. Before he realized what was happening, Matt had unbuttoned Winston's shirt and his hands were on his friend's belt buckle. Winston panicked for a moment, before he remembered his earlier conversation with Lisa. Margie felt the boy tense up as Matt touched him, but just as quickly, she felt him relax and accept the situation.

Lisa rocked back on her heels, her breathing shallow and her heart rate rising, as she watched her brother's long fingers work the belt buckle and the zipper of his friend's jeans. She wanted to stick her fingers up her pussy as far as she could, but she knew it wasn't the right time for that. Still, she could feel her nipples getting harder as her brother skinned the jeans and boxers off his friend's legs. Shirt, shoes and socks followed quickly, leaving Winston naked as the day he was born.

Margie was still wrapped around him from the back. Looking over his shoulder, she said, "Well...at least you're naked..." 

Winston grinned as he turned around. "Don't worry; I can get hard on command."

Margie pulled him back and kissed him deeply on the mouth. "You don't have to do anything, Win...You just lay back here against me, okay?" She moved back against the pillows and drew Winston back between her spread legs. His head rested against her soft shoulder and his hands spread out over her firm thighs. She handed Winston the joint, encouraging him to take another hit. As he held the smoke in, he heard Margie tell him to relax. He opened his eyes when he felt movement on the bed. Margie kept whispering 'relax' in his ear as he watched his best friend kneel between his legs and start sucking his dick all the way into his mouth.

It only took a few bobs of his head, but Matt managed to get all four of them as excited as they could be. When he drew his lips slowly up his friend's hard-on, Matt felt the blood throbbing under the smooth skin. He also felt the pre-cum start to ooze out of his own cock -- he hadn't been this turned on in a long time. He was beginning to understand his father even more. 

Margie was getting impatient. Seeing that Matt had already made Winston hard, she rolled him over until he was lying between her legs and they started kissing. Without being told, Matt moved to the side of the bed and knelt next to the entwined couple. He moved his arm in their direction until he was able to take Winston's hard cock in his hand. And when he felt they were ready, Matt put his friend's cock-head at the entrance of his lover's cunt and with his other hand, he pushed Winston's ass hard, forcing his cock all the way into Margie.

He watched them fuck for a little while. It was so hot -- watching them move together in an erotic dance. But he thought his presence might be inhibiting them, so he backed out of the room, taking his sister with him. He left Margie's door open, knowing what she would require of him when they were done.

Brother and sister smoked a joint and talked quietly in the living room while Winston and Margie enjoyed each other to the fullest. 

"Matty, can I ask you a question?" Lisa sounded almost shy as she asked. 

He knew what was coming and he smiled warmly at his sister. "Of course, love. You can ask me anything...you know that."

"Do you think you're bi?"

It was what he'd expected and he was fairly sure his answer was what he truly felt. "I don't really think so, Lis'," he said. "I mean...before...upstairs...I guess I really got into sucking Winston's dick. It was hot...you know, the whole situation." Lisa nodded as she smoked the joint. "But really bi? I guess I say 'no' because...while I got nothing at all against sucking cock, or even taking one up my ass..." Lisa gasped, picturing a hard cock sliding up her brother's butt. "...every once in a while, I just can't see myself involved romantically, or even kissing another guy."

He took another drag, counted to ten and exhaled. Matt looked into his sister's dark brown eyes. "Guess I'm just a cock slut -- just like you, baby doll." Lisa moved into her brother's arms, her body a perfect fit to his. They kissed, so deep and so hard it seemed like each one was trying to bring the other inside themselves. "God, I love you, Lisa," Matt moaned into his sister's mouth. "But I think we better get back upstairs."

"You can't leave me like this, Matty. I need you in me, little brother." Lisa was moaning as her brother's fingers kneaded her tit-flesh. She reached between them and started stroking his cock, loving the feel of his pre-cum on her fingers.

"Gotta wait, hon." Matt gently took Lisa's fingers off of his semi-erect organ. "You know I have to finish this for our China Doll." Matt kissed his sister lightly on the lips as he stood up. "But as soon as she's through with me..." Matt left his sister with a wicked grin and started back up to Margie's bedroom.

He could hear Margie moaning over the slapping sound of flesh on flesh. Matt looked into the room to see his tall, slim friend covering the little Asian coed completely as he lay over her Perfect 10 body. Winston was fucking her furiously, pounding his prick into her wet velvet sleeve, his balls spanking her ass crack on every downward stroke. When he saw Margie looking at him, Matt walked into the room and knelt down close to the bed.

Margie's black, almond-shaped eyes were glowing with her excitement as she turned towards Matt. "Oh baby...Winston's fucking me sooo goooood!" The throaty, gravelly whisper was about the sexiest thing that Matt had ever heard. Winston groaned as Margie clenched her pussy walls around his thick pole. "I really want to feel him cum in my pussy, baby...now."

Winston tried to say he was still a few minutes away when Margie cut him off. "Don't worry, Win...your friend is gonna help you again." She shifted her glowing eyes back to Matt. "Aren't you, baby? Go on...get behind him, baby." Matt jumped up to obey. 

Margie held Winston close as she looked over his shoulder. "That's right, Matthew. Right behind him..." She looked up at Winston again. "Hold still, lover...we're gonna make you fill me up." She started squeezing his cock rhythmically with her cunt and she could feel him start to throb and get even larger immediately in her hot pussy. And finding Matt kneeling and ready behind his friend, she whispered again, in that same incredibly hot voice, "Lick your friend's asshole, Matthew...do it now...spread his cheeks and lick him, baby..." 

Matt felt his skin flush all over -- it seemed his body temperature went up 10 degrees in the blink of an eye. He couldn't believe that's what Margie wanted -- or, that his mother did this to his father. Matt felt a chill as he started to understand more and more of his parents' unique perspective. Slowly, he leaned down and spread his friend's cheeks with his hands. He slid his tongue tentatively down Winston's crack, finding it musty but clean. "Fuck, Matt..." he heard his ex-roommate moaning to him. "that ...unghh...God ...feels so..." "In for a penny..." Matt thought to himself. "Ohhh! Fuck me, Matt!" Winston moaned again as he felt his friend's tongue burrowing past his sphincter and a couple inches up his ass. Margie squeezed down one more time and that was all it took to send Winston into paroxysms of orgasmic delight, his hot, thick crème painting Margie's cuntal walls with each spurt of his rock-hard cock.

When Winston buried himself as deeply in Margie's wonderful pussy as he could, Matt withdrew his long tongue from his friend's anus and sat down on the floor next to the bed. His face was burning as he tried to get his breathing and his heartbeat back under control as quickly as he could. Christ, he felt so embarrassed now that it was done...he didn't know how his dad was able to do it... especially to a friend. And then he became aware of Margie's voice and he knew it wasn't over yet.

"Winston," she murmured to the freshman boy, now laying on his back next to her, "that was so good." Her eyes lit up her face as she asked, "Where did you learn to screw like that?" He started to answer, but she silenced him with a deep french kiss. When she broke away, she asked him if he would like to spend the rest of the night with her.

Matt gasped when he heard her and then he thought his heart would explode when Winston asked if that meant she wanted to fuck some more. "Of course, baby," Margie cooed back. "Don't you want me again, Win?" Matt was starting to feel some real jealousy as he watched his China Doll licking and sucking Winston's nipples while waiting for his answer. "God," he thought for what seemed the hundredth time in the last hour, "if I didn't love her so much, I think I'd kill her!"

"Bro," he heard Winston say, "Can you find a blunt to light?" Matt stood and looked around the room spotting his sister kneeling by the door. She nodded her head towards the tray on the dresser. Lisa had, thankfully, rolled a few before she'd brought the tray in earlier. He picked one up and lit it, took a deep hit of the pungent and powerful smoke and handed it to his friend. After Winston took a drag and handed it to Margie, he exhaled and said, "Do I wanna fuck you again, Margie? Well, duhhh!!!" 

His hand smoothed its way over her golden flesh; starting at her firm thighs his fingers moved over her like a blind man reading Braille. When they drifted up over her baby-smooth mound, across her flat, toned abs and then up to her perfect, sweat-covered breasts, he said, "Margie, you are...man, I don't know exactly how to say this...okay, like half of the hottest, sexiest woman in the world." (Winston's favorite jack-off scenario lately always involved both Margie and Lisa.)

No one could help it. They all knew what (and who) he meant. Everybody started to laugh just a little. "But I'm gonna need a break before, you know..." His hand lifted and then dropped his crème-covered cock.

Margie smiled at the shy young man. "We're in no hurry, honey..." She looked at Matt and then at Lisa -- pure lust radiating out of her beautiful face. "I think your friend and the other half you were referring to are going to do something to inspire us in a little while. But first," she continued, her voice so loving and so soft, "I think we should get cleaned up a little." Her eyes narrowed, reminding Matt of his mother. "Matthew," her voiced dropped again to that gravel-rough whisper that he couldn't resist, "come up here and clean us up, darling."

He could feel Lisa's eyes on him from behind while Margie's held him captive from the front. Again, he felt his temperature rise as his skin flushed deep red. And then suddenly, like a white light clarifying everything in his mind, Matt reached a gestalt understanding of what his father had tried so hard to explain. The 'love her/kill her' dichotomy was the edge Dad had been trying to describe. Now, in a moment of complete understanding, Matt realized a great many things. First among them was the total pleasure that taboo sex brought on the edge. 

Margie gasped, just slightly, as she noticed the subtle change occurring right in front of her eyes. The way Matt looked at her and the way he moved as he crawled onto the bed. Her nipples started to ache as they grew even larger. Her pussy started to moisten again as she realized what was happening. "Oh My God! Laurie was so totally right!" she screamed to herself. 

(During their private conversation earlier, as Laurie tried to explain so much in too short a time, she did manage to make at least one thing perfectly clear. "Matt's father is so good at what he does, Margie," she said, "sometimes I forget that all of this started...a long time ago...for his benefit. The fact that I got a whole lot out of it myself, well I think that was just a bonus. When my son realizes the same thing, and if you do what I tell you to he certainly will, you will see him take back all the power and control. And, in that way, his pleasure is magnified any time and any way that he can add to yours.")

Matt moved over the mattress on his knees, ending up between Winston's outstretched legs. He looked at Margie and there was no mistaking the lust in his eyes. "Guest's first, right?" He lifted Winston's semi-hard dick off of his thigh and without waiting for Margie's reply, he swiped the broad part of his tongue along the underside, licking away the sex cocktail that covered the soft skin. The taste intoxicated him -- he couldn't get enough. 

He heard both Lisa and Margie gasp in unison as he lowered his head and took Winston into his mouth, letting his friend's still thickened organ slide over his tongue and into his throat. "Holy fuck, Matt." His friend threw his head back in total shock and awe. "Dude," he could hardly speak, "you suck a mean fuckin' dick." Then Winston groaned as Matt slid his lips down the length of his shaft and then drew them up slowly, sucking the last sexy bits from the taut flesh. He smiled at his friend and shook his head without saying a word.

He surprised Margie a minute later by laying down on his back between her spread legs, his head resting just between her thighs. "Your turn, my love," he growled at the golden-skinned beauty. Matt's long arms reached back to grasp her hips, lifting her up and forward. Margie giggled as Matt held her over his face as she settled down on her knees, one on each side of his head

Margie turned to Winston, her eyes glaring and her breathing very shallow. "Move over, baby," she hissed at him, pointing to a spot further down the bed, "you're gonna want to see this." And as he crawled down the bed, Margie looked at Lisa and spoke to her directly for the first time since Winston had joined them. "Get a bath towel, slut." Margie couldn't believe that the words were actually coming out of her mouth. She could barely hear herself over the pounding of her heart! "Put it under your brother's head."

Lisa couldn't move -- shock rooted her to the spot on the floor where she sat on her heels, her face burning with Margie's command. As softly as she could, Lisa whispered to Matt, "Master?" 

Winston almost fell off the bed as Matt answered Lisa with more control and power in his voice than he had ever used before. "You will not question her tonight, slut. Do as she says."

As Lisa rose gracefully from her submissive position, Winston's mind was reeling. "Fuck," he thought, "she looks so fucking hot!" Then the image came to him...like the really hot covers of the sci-fi paperbacks. He could hardly believe he was there, stoned, in the middle of the hottest night of his life!

Margie was only aware of the pleasure-waves that started in her hot, wet cunt and shot down every nerve in her body the moment Matt answered his sister. Laurie had told her this might happen, too. Her swollen, sensitive nipples burned as Matt told Lisa to obey her. She came back to her self when she felt Lisa lift her brother's head to lay the towel underneath. Her eyes were shining slits of pure lust as she took in the scene around her.

As Lisa moved away, Margie stopped her. "Go to Winston...keep his cock in your mouth while he watches me." She breathed more than spoke the words. Then, as Lisa moved down to follow Margie's instructions, she fixed her glowing eyes on Winston. Her mouth was smiling but there was nothing nice about her expression at all. "Watch your friend, Win..." Margie raised one hand to her breast, cupping the firm flesh from underneath and teasing her nipple with her thumb as she watched Lisa roll onto her back and let her head hang off the edge of the bed. Winston stood up and straddled her head as she sucked him through her mouth and into her throat. 




Matt & Lisa at School Ch. 05



(If you haven't already, please read Matt and Lisa at School -- Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 and Part 4. This will make much more sense if you do. There is also more detailed family background in A Family New Year's Eve series and A Surprise Visit.)

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It was about five o'clock late Wednesday afternoon, two days before the start of Parents' Weekend at the school, when Matt returned to the apartment after a 30 minute run. He started peeling off his sweaty clothes as he hit the stairs. When he reached his room, his cell phone rang. Actually, it played an old clip from the movie Dracula. "The Children of the Night...what music they make..." Matt had down-loaded it and assigned it the day after his beautiful older sister told him about Uncle David's rather off-beat explanation of his status within their family. Matt didn't care -- he loved his uncle -- and no one could deny the impact he'd had on their lives.

"Hey, Unc..." Matt answered as he flipped his phone open. "Just thinking about you...I wish you were coming, too."

"So do I, Matt...so do I," David lamented, but only for a moment before Matt's father interrupted.

"Afternoon, Matty. How are you doing? How are the girls?" Steven asked his son.

"Hi, Dad! Nice surprise, guys. Everything's fine...Lisa and Margie are great, Pops! They're out right now, but boy, are they looking forward to the weekend." The college freshman paused as he lit a joint and took a deep drag.

"Good," David said, kind of in a hurry. "That's why I called. I want to go over a few things with the two of you, okay?" Father and son both answered affirmatively. "Great -- I'll try to keep this short and sweet. I'm late for a meeting."

(David was not the prototypically meek CPA. It was his chosen profession, but his clientele was more colorful and more connected than most.)

"First thing, Nephew...your new friends seem to check out okay. The pool hall is owned by a group here. Good businessmen. I'll send you a name and a phone number later. Show the head guy...you'll never get hurt on the goods or the distribution, I promise."

"Thanks, Unc...really, what ever I can do... Dad, these are the guys you're gonna meet in a couple days."

"Don't worry, Matty. You'll find a way to repay me, I'm sure." David's chuckle was quite dirty. "But for now, just listen...both of you.

"First of all, I want everybody to get to know each other well. It looks serious between Brian and Kathy and I want my son to have the opportunity to see her at play. Second, I hear good things about Margie. I want your mother to spend time with her...if you don't mind, I might like to use her with a client some time."

"I know she would be honored, Unc. She's kind of old-fashioned like that."

"You haven't seen her yet, have you?" Steven asked his brother. "I look forward to double-plugging the little cutie with you, bro."

"I'll see her soon enough, I'm sure." David continued. "Meanwhile, for this weekend, I want you, Matthew, to take control...of everything. Steve, I want you to make sure nothing goes wrong. Both of you okay with that?" Again, both father and son agreed. "Matt, your mother tells me you are getting quite good with your vocal talents. True?"

"Yes, Uncle David." 

"There's a great deal of responsibility that comes with that gift, Matthew. Your parents and I are very proud of the way you've handled yourself so far. This weekend may be a real test for you." After a significant pause, David's voice flattened out as he asked, "You know, don't you Matt, that marrying your sister may not be the best choice for either of you?"

Matt gasped. "Son," his father broke in gently, "we can all see how much the two of you love each other."

"Thanks, Dad. We do, too. But no...I mean yes, David. We know we can't, but we plan on staying as close as we can for...well, forever, I guess."

"We all hope for that, Matt," David continued. "But for the weekend, give her some time with Andy. You, too, stud...try dipping your wick in his backside...I'm sure you can convince him, if he needs it. Brain told me you two could be twin brothers...could be very cool.

"Also, I want him a little distracted when your new friends entertain his sister at the pool hall. And I can't think of a family more distracting than yours, you perverts!" David chuckled again along with this brother and his nephew. 

"Reservations are at the same hotel where Brian and Lisa stayed before. This time, though, you have the Presidential Suite for the weekend. Matt, tell your hot little sister that Anthony knows she is coming back and the room service crew has already been tipped.

"Finally, Matt, you need to exercise your best judgment this weekend regarding Kathy. I know you would never do anything to hurt your cousin...but you will fall in love with her this weekend. Won't he, Steven?"

"I did, Matt...the first time...no, actually we had met once before, but when they came to the house a few weeks ago...I am totally smitten with the girl. So is your mom!" His father laughed. "So is your Uncle David, son." "So what's the story, Unc? What do you want to happen? I'm not a slave to my desires... like you, Dad." David laughed out loud at his nephew. But then he turned serious again.

"But your cousin is, Matthew. As much as you and I are alike, my son and your father share many of the same qualities. Matt -- Kathy has already told Brian that she wants to be treated the same as your mother and your sister. When she sees Margie already getting the same treatment, well the thing is, Kathy thinks that what she has with her brother is the same as you and Lisa or your mother and I...or your mother and you. It isn't even close. You have to find out if he can provide it for her...I don't think so, but you have to talk to him and then talk to your father about it. If you think it is the right thing to do, I want you to make her your slut, Matthew." 

"But Uncle David...even if everything feels right -- believe me, you don't know how much I appreciate your faith in me -- what about the logistics of the whole thing? If I'm her Master, how do I take care of her long distance?"

"Don't worry about it, Matty," his uncle reassured him. "If it happens, we'll talk about it then. But you're covered, Nephew...I got plans for you, remember? I gotta go...have any questions, email me or ask your dad, okay?"

"Ya...sure, Uncle David. Just one thing -- what we talked about the other day, about coming back...that's all still good, right?"

"Of course, Matt. You should know by now that whatever I tell you -- I mean it." David chuckled in reply.

"Thanks again for...you know, everything, Uncle David. Dad, I'll talk to you later -- say hi to Mom. Love you both," he said as he closed his phone and leaned back on his bed. They gave him a lot to think about. He relit the joint, took a drag and then put it out in his ashtray. He was thinking about his sister and Margie when he lay back on his pillow and closed his eyes.

It seemed like only a few minutes had passed when he opened his blue eyes again. He smiled at the beautiful twenty year-old girl, sitting naked at the foot of his bed. Her thick brown hair fell in waves over the smooth, seductive curve of her soft shoulders. Her back was arched as she sat with her right foot on the floor and her left foot tucked under her right thigh. Matt watched her as she smoked the joint he'd left in the ashtray. He loved the way her rosy pink nipples dominated the pale triangles left by her tanning bikini on her perfect 34B breasts. His eyes drifted down, knowing he would find the third patch of pale skin covering the baby-smooth flesh of her shaved mound. Her pussy lips opened like a budding flower under his gaze, her moisture gathering in the bottom of her slit. 

Matt sat up against the pillows as he finished waking up. He reached for the joint and took a hit, looking around the room. "Where's Margie, baby?" He blew out the rest of the smoke and handed it back to his older sister.

Lisa stood at the end of the bed and walked slowly towards her younger brother while swiveling her trim hips and flipping her long hair, both moves calculated to drive him crazy. She loved getting to him before his cock was fully hard, but it always fun to tease him...just a little. She took a final hit and snuffed the joint out in his ashtray. Their lips met as she bent over him, covering his mouth with hers. Matt sucked the smoke out of her as she crawled up beside him on the bed. "Our little China Doll is making dinner, Matty. She said we had about 30 minutes before she would be done." Lisa started kissing his neck when she sat back on her heels. "Eeeuuuwww!!! What have you been doing? You're all salty, bro..." She kissed him quickly on his lips. "Come on...help me...we have time to get you in the shower, little brother."

Matt laughed and left himself in her capable hands. Together, they stood naked and entwined under the hot spray of the shower they shared. Lisa soaped up a washcloth and quickly but thoroughly, scrubbed her brother down from head to toe while he shampooed his hair. She rinsed him off once and then lathered up her hands again. This time, she sank to her knees and took his large, thick shaft in one soapy hand and his ball sac in the other. Her fingers moved gently over him, removing all traces of the sweat from his workout, from the tip of his dick to the back of his ass crack. When she was sure he was clean, she asked him for the nozzle and sprayed the rest of the soap from his flesh.

Lisa pulled her younger brother out of the shower and wrapped him with a warm, fluffy bath towel. She patted his fit, slim torso down as she walked him back to his bed. When she had the towel arranged as she wanted it, Lisa pushed Matt gently down on his back and crawled up beside him. This time, she only tasted his sweet skin as she licked the side of his neck. "Mmmm...much better, Matty," she sighed into his ear. "I didn't see you around campus today. I missed you, bro." Lisa snaked her hand down and wrapped her delicate fingers around his thickening shaft. She could feel the pulsing blood filling his magnificent tool as her fingers manipulated his sex and it made her desire even stronger. Lisa kissed her way slowly down her brother's body, letting her hard, pointed nipples drag along his flesh until her cheek rested on his hip. She opened her mouth, her breath drawing his length into her, just between her soft lips.

"Oh no...no no no!" Margie giggled as she saw what her roommates were about to do. "I worked too hard on dinner!" She pulled her Master's cock away from his sister's mouth and popped it into her own for a quick taste. "If you don't eat now, the dumplings will be ruined!" She tried to pull them up off the bed, but Lisa kept going back to her brother's crotch. But the struggling stopped soon enough when they smelled the Taiwanese treats that Yuan Mai Ling had prepared for their evening meal. 

Matt sat up and sniffed the air. Then he grabbed his sister and stuck his nose into her pussy and sniffed there as well. "Ma ma hu hu," he said to Margie with a gleam in his eye. Literally "horse horse tiger tiger" it was the Chinese equivalent of "six of one..." and it set all three to laughing. Telling Margie that they would be up as soon as they dressed, brother and sister embraced and kissed deeply, promising each other they would continue their incestuous little encounter later.

Well after dinner was over and the three students had finished their studying for the evening, Matt called both girls into his room. The tall, trim young man was sitting at his desk, rolling some thin joints, wearing just a pair of cut-off sweat shorts when Margie and Lisa walked in together, smiles on their beautiful faces. Margie's long, lustrous black hair and golden skin contrasted delightfully with the white 'wife-beater' tee shirt and little white panties she wore. Lisa's smooth, tanned flesh and wavy dark brown hair played off perfectly against the black stretch-lace cami and boy shorts she wore. Matt loved that outfit on her -- he could see the paler flesh of her breasts and shaved mound through the sheer, sexy material. As always, when either one or the other...fuck, anytime he was in a room with them...his cock started to grow. "Oh, Lord," he sang to himself, "it's hard to be humble." He grinned and said, "Let's talk." Aside from Uncle David's comments about future job and marriage plans, Matt told the girls pretty much everything that had been discussed earlier when he spoke with David and their father about the upcoming weekend. When he told Lisa that her favorite Room Service waiter knew she was coming, she responded with hardening nipples, a strong, pungent release of her scent, and a very wicked little grin. She turned to Margie and ran a fingernail lightly up the inside of her thigh. Margie moaned as Lisa spoke softly to her. "I know you think William and Henry are great...and they are...but wait 'til you meet these guys, baby. You're gonna love room service!" Lisa moved her finger under Margie's panties, feeling her moisture start to pool at the bottom of the hairless slit. She brought her finger back to her mouth, sucking the pearly drop off the tip.

"Wait, baby cakes," Matt spoke firmly to both girls, his tone quite obvious. "Before we start this party, we have to get this weekend organized." Both girls paid attention, as he knew they would, but they didn't seem pleased. "At least," he relented mildly, "we have to start." Matt stood up and offered his chair. "Who types best while stoned, ladies?" Margie giggled and pointed at Lisa. Lisa nodded and sat down in her brother's chair. Matt moved to his bed and rested against a pile of pillows by the headboard as he lit one of the joints he rolled. Margie lay across the bed on her side, propped up on her elbow, her face even with her Master's hips. Matt took a hit off the joint and passed it to Margie. He exhaled and said, "Okay, let's start with a list of everybody's names..."

An hour and a half later, Lisa was playing with the formatting on the 3-day itinerary they had created for the weekend when Matt's cell phone rang. He saw his new friend's name in the caller ID and flipped the phone open. "Hey, J...how you doing?" He took a drag from the joint in Margie's hand while he listened to Jamal Compton, the manager of the pool hall he and the girls had been hanging at lately. "She's sitting about five feet away, J...should I put you on speaker?" Matt listened for a second longer and then pushed a tiny button on his phone and Jamal's voice filled the room.

"Hey, Lisa, how you been?" Jamal rocked his voice down low, trying to sound like Barry White.

"Since last night, lover?" Lisa giggled. "I've been just fine, thanks for asking." She looked at her brother with a question in her eyes. He just shrugged. "Is there something I can do for you, Jamal?"

"Actually, little girl, there is. If, of course, you don't mind," Jamal started to ramble and then caught himself. "If you and your brother aren't too busy, and it's not inconvenient, I would love to visit you both and discuss your...lifestyle."

"We would love to, Jamal. You know, Parents Weekend is coming up...you still interested in meeting our mother? Anytime after that would..." Lisa was cut off mid-sentence.

"I don't mean to push, little girl..." Jamal interrupted, "but I have a very interested companion with me right now and she would love to meet you...now."

Lisa looked at Matt for his reaction. He just smiled and nodded his head. "That's no problem, baby. Who is with you? When are you coming over?"

Jamal chuckled into the phone. "I didn't think it would be...you know, for white folks...you too, Mai Ling, if you there...y'all ain't too shabby. Uhmm..." his voice got a little lower, "I know I told you I had a little brother...don't think I ever mentioned Charisse. She with me now. She wants to talk to you, Lisa. Before you ask, she's my beautiful baby sister."

"I can't wait to meet her, Jamal," Lisa's voice sounded so husky with desire. "When will you be here?"

"At your driveway now, pretty girl. Front door open?" The all heard the sound of a car outside shutting down.

"Mai Ling is getting it. See you soon," Lisa closed the phone to end the call and she and her brother followed Margie upstairs to the living room.

"Oh my goodness!" They heard a young woman exclaim along with the sound of a kiss. "Jamal, please introduce me to this beautiful...uhmm, half-naked girl." 

Margie replied herself in her lilting Chinese accent. "My name is Mai Ling. You must be Charisse, Please come with me." Margie took the young girl's arm and brought her into the living room with Jamal trailing behind. 

Matt stood in front of the couch, his long arm draped casually over his sister's shoulder. His eyes opened wide as Margie brought their guests around the corner. She was freakin' hottt!!! He held out his hand and felt how warm hers was as he looked into her strange green eyes. He pitched his voice only slightly, but enough to relax her. "No wonder J never mentioned you, Charisse. You are so much better looking than your brother!" Matt brought her hand to his lips, "I'm Matt and this is my sister, Lisa. Welcome to our home. Please, let me take your jacket. What can we get for you?" 

"You might want to chill, little brother," Jamal's deep voice came from behind Margie. He held a bottle of champagne in one hand and a baggie of pot in the other. "Why don't we open these and maybe we can just talk for a little while." 

A few minutes later, all five were seated comfortably in the living room. There was a glass of cold, sparkling wine for everyone and an ashtray with several joints. Matt lit one, took a hit and passed it to Charisse. She was indeed a beautiful young woman. Her hair was feathered around her face; it looked so soft framing her youthful visage. She wore a white silk halter that molded itself to her firm breasts, highlighting the young woman's excited nipples and black leather severely low-rise jeans that contrasted with her café-au-lait skin, much lighter than her brother's. Five minutes, a few sips and a few tokes later, Lisa asked Charisse how they could help her.

She spoke with a soft, musical tone. It was clear she'd had voice training and a good education. "My brother tells me that you are very close...for a brother and a sister. I find that I am very curious...and Jamal said you would be willing to talk about it." She turned to her brother sitting next to her on the couch and kissed him on the cheek. "I've always loved him," she continued speaking to Lisa and Matt as she moved her fingers tenderly over Jamal's face, "but...I don't know..." She turned back to Lisa. "How did you finally...get over...uhmm...you know?" 

Matt stood, leaving Lisa on the love-seat across from the couch, and took Jamal into the kitchen. "Okay, J, level with me. Where we going with this? What you want from your sister, man? And may I say she is one gorgeous woman, bro!" Jamal told Matt he wanted whatever his sister wanted...no more, no less.

Matt pitched his voice with almost full control. "Tell me what you really want, Jamal." The bald, macho, powerful black man felt compelled to answer the young man. 

"I want to fuck Charisse the way you fuck your sister, Matt." He stopped, looking stunned that he'd admitted his deepest wish so easily. "I mean...uhmm..."

"I know what you mean, J...the next question...what does Charisse want?" Matt paused as Jamal looked up sharply at him. "You know what I can do to...influence people, J. You've seen it with your own crew. I can influence Charisse, if that's what you want. Or I can just make her really comfortable with the whole thing. But you gotta let me know, man." 

"Fuck, Matt...I don't want to rape my baby sister...but, Christ, did you see her? She's interested -- I know it...just make her real comfortable, son...let's see what gonna happen."




Matt & Lisa at School Ch. 05



"That's cool, J," Matt smiled at his friend, "just do whatever Lisa or I ask you to...no talking -- just do it, okay?" Jamal nodded and they went back to the living room.

The three highly attractive young women were drinking champagne and sharing a joint. The laughter and their body language suggested they had all grown a little closer in the last few minutes. Matt and Jamal both picked up their glasses and moved closer to their sisters. Matt tipped his glass in Charisse's direction and with his voice pitched in just the right way, he said, "Jamal, let me offer a toast to beautiful sisters...and the power they have over their brothers." He took a small sip and then took Lisa's hand and helped her up off the floor. He led her to the love-seat opposite the couch and they sat back comfortably, with Lisa leaning against her brother. Margie moved so Jamal could sit next to Charisse on the couch. When Charisse's eyes came back to Matt, he was massaging his sister's breast through the stretch lace of her top.

Charisse's eyes opened wide at the unabashed display just a few feet in front of her. "What do you mean, Matt?" Charisse's hands seemed to move on their own, one to Jamal's thigh and the other to her own breast. "It looks like you've got all the power here...your hands...feeling your sister like that..." Her breathing was getting ragged as she spoke.

"It's all because of her, Charisse..." Matt continued smoothly, still working on the young woman's state of relaxation and acceptance. "She knows I love her so much, I would do anything to give her pleasure." Matt used both hands to gently lift his sister's camisole, baring her breasts to the room. He rolled Lisa's dark, fat nipples between his long fingers slowly and sensuously. "You know, Charisse," Matt continued, "it's the same way that Jamal loves you...just wanting to make you feel good" Charisse gasped, but she never took her eyes from Matt's fingers on Lisa's breasts. "Go ahead, Charisse...ask my sister if this gives her pleasure."

Charisse quit staring at Lisa's chest and looked her in the eye. She could see the pleasure coloring Lisa's face and the flush that started across her breasts. "What was it like, Lisa," Charisse could barely speak her mouth was so dry, "the first time...he saw you...naked?"

Lisa smiled at her. "It was the most amazing rush of all time." Lisa gasped from the mini-orgasm her brother was inducing via her nipples. "I knew, immediately, he would do anything to have me." While that was not exactly how it went down, Matt allowed that the truth of what she said was still right...he would do anything to keep having her.

Matt took over again. "Have you let Jamal see you, Charisse?" His voice was so smooth and calm. It felt like a solid anchor to the excited young woman. "Your breasts and your nipples?" Matt whispered something quickly to Margie in Chinese. Margie turned to the love-seat and slid her Master's shorts down his long legs, leaving him naked and excited before his guests. "Have you seen your brother...like this?" Matt moved one hand from Lisa to his rapidly growing cock.

Charisse was frozen; she stared at Matt's erection with awe. It was beautiful...but why was he showing her? Lisa's voice invaded her thoughts. "It is perfect, isn't it?" Lisa held it straight up and Charisse gasped again as she realized the full length of him. "Your brother's cock is beautiful, too." Lisa bent down and licked the length of Matt's thick shaft.

Matt continued softly and gently. "Your brother would do anything for you, Charisse. He loves you, he would never reject you...never laugh...only be there for your pleasure." Lisa bobbed her head over the huge head and halfway down the shaft. "Do you think showing your brother your naked breasts would make him this hard, Charisse?" 

The girl was out of her mind with desire. She knew how wrong it was -- and it only made her more obsessed. She looked down at where her hand gripped his thigh and saw visual proof of her brother's excitement. If there was ever a time or place for her to lay it all out there, this seemed to be it. She looked into her brother's deep, dark eyes and whispered, "I always loved you most, Jamal." Charisse leaned forward and kissed her brother lightly on his lips and then whispered again, "Show me, baby..." she moved her hand, just enough to cover his hardening cock, "show me how much you love me, Jamal."

Margie moved quickly to Jamal's side. She had him undressed before he knew what was happening. "See how you are in control, Charisse?" Matt asked gently from the love seat. "Your brother is naked before you...at your mercy. If you want this to stop -- it stops. If you want your brother to look at you...you control what he sees...how excited he becomes for you." Her eyes dropped down to Jamal's black slab, twitching in anticipation across his thigh. "If you feel comfortable seeing your brother this way, perhaps..." He let his suggestion remain unspoken, but it hung in the air for all of them.

The hot, sexy nineteen year-old was licking her lips as her brother's cock started to grow before her eyes. Then, in a move that commanded Matt's instant respect, Charisse tore her eyes away and found her glass. She took a sip of the bubbling wine and then found a joint to light while she regained some semblance of control over herself. When her breathing was almost normal, she took a hit off the joint and handed it to her brother. And then, quite casually, her hands found their way to the back of her neck and the tie that held her halter top in place. She slipped the knot and the material fell forward, exposing the firm caramel-colored cones, tipped with Hershey Kisses nipples. Jamal's low moan filled the room. Charisse scooped the bubble of pre-cum from her brother's cock and rubbed it into her exposed and hardening nipple. With her other hand, she drew her brother's mouth to that same breast, feeding the chocolate tip into him until he was suckling her like a baby. 

"Uuuunnnnggghhh! Fuck, Jesus!! I'M CUMMMMIIIIINNNNNGGG!!" Charisse screamed without warning as she experienced the best climax of her life to date. When she could open her eyes, she found Jamal looking at her with such incredible love and passion that she was overwhelmed. She felt totally liberated by her return feelings for him. She stood up from the couch, between her brother's legs, and brought his coal black hands to the tiny zipper of her leather jeans.

Charisse couldn't believe the words that were coming out of her mouth as Jamal unzipped her. "This the little coochie been haunting your dreams, big brother?" He peeled the leather slowly over the curve of her hips and then down her shapely thighs. The first thing revealed to his incestuous gaze was the landing strip of dark fuzz just above her very prominent clitoral hood. Jamal bent forward and kissed the hot flesh on either side of the little strip. "I like it when you kiss me there, big brother," she moaned at him. He pulled the supple jeans down and held her hand as she stepped out of them. Charisse backed up a step and then twirled around slowly in front of her older brother. All she wore was some gold chains that glittered against her beautiful skin. She stopped her spin when she saw Lisa fucking herself on Matt's stiff pole. "You were right about getting naked, Lisa. What's that like?"

"It's the best, honey...uhnnn...when it's your family...ohhh...the only agenda is your pleasure. How fucking fabulous is that?" Lisa started moving faster up and down her brother's huge slab. "Here it is, Charisse...he loves you...yes? He wants to make love to his beautiful baby sister sooo baddd...you think he wants you once? He hasn't even fucked you yet and already, you're the best pussy he's ever had." Lisa was now bouncing on Matt's thighs, her cunt swallowing his cock on every down stroke. "And he's gonna fuck you the best of all...just so...you'll let him do it again...when you want it." Lisa waived Charisse over with her hand and whispered in her ear, "Do you really love him, Charisse?" The hot, young, mocha-colored girl said she did. Lisa whispered one more time. "Your brother is a great fuck, baby...go ahead...trust me."

Charisse turned back to her older brother. Jamal was stretched out on the couch, one hand holding his thick black pole, gently stroking it full length as he watched his little sister move her naked body so seductively towards him. Her breasts sat high on her slim frame; her chocolate candy nipples grew hard and stiff as she got closer to the man she'd lusted after for years. Jamal moved his eyes down to her tiny waist and the flair of her hips. Her cunt looked so fresh...she was the youngest African-American woman he'd been with for a long time. Fuck, everything about her was so fresh! The pre-cum was starting to flow out of his piss-hole, covering the dark mushroom shaped head with the slick juice. Her young cunt was filling with her own liquid excitement as the realization struck her with a fury. She climbed on to the couch, straddling Jamal's hips with her knees. Charisse could hardly draw a breath as she brought herself closer to her incestuous goal. 'God help me,' she thought as she slid her tight, hot pussy down her older brother's erection. When she felt him pushing against her cervix, the sensuous young woman leaned down and kissed her brother like never before. Her tongue snaked around every corner of his mouth, finding all of his essence. Then she whispered in his ear, "I've always loved you...wanted you...this way, big brother." She sat up, raising herself off of his thick, black pole and then with a moan, impaling herself once again. She offered her breasts to his thick, dark lips and he sucked and licked at her nipples like a man dying of thirst and his need started her climax.

She drove her hips up and down and then back and forth in an increasingly furious pace. When Jamal grabbed his sister by the back of the neck to hold her close and at the same time, bit softly into her chocolate nipple, she felt the electricity shoot directly from her tit to her clit. What Jamal felt was the hot flood of her climax all over his long, hard cock. The thirty-something, Hollywood-handsome black man could not contain himself any longer. He'd been waiting to bust this particular nut since his baby sister was twelve or thirteen and she'd started blossoming even back then. This was just too good. He let go of the thick, rubbery tip of her breast, told his sister he loved her and then stuck his tongue through her lips and into her soul. The instant he felt her arms draw him even closer, Jamal started spurting rope after rope of his thick, white semen deep inside his sister's cunt. It was, without question, one of the great fucks of his life.

Charisse was so in love with her brother that nothing could ever compare to this experience for her. She'd never felt so full...never felt so hot and sexy...naughty, wicked even...she loved fucking her brother more than anything she'd ever known before. And then when he bit her swollen, sensitive nipple, the burst of pleasure and pain set her over the edge. The more she came, the more she felt herself leaking all over his stiff meat and then finally, when she felt his cock throb and fill her even more, her brother blasted her cuntal walls with hot, thick spurts of his crème. And this took her to the deepest, longest and most intense climax of her short life. 

A few minutes later, when brother and sister had recovered sufficiently, Margie handed them both warm, moist wash cloths and warm, dry towels. Jamal seemed quite comfortable and content letting his baby sister take care of both of their business while he chatted with Matt. Lisa had climbed off Matt's cock shortly after Jamal and Charisse climaxed. Neither she nor Matt wanted to take anything away from Charisse's first taboo fucking, but Jamal was already into a business mode. "So, Bowie," Jamal using the nickname he and Maurice had given Matt at the pool hall, "you got a schedule for the weekend? Your momma still coming, right?"

Matt gave Jamal a questioning look as he flicked his eyes in Charisse's direction. 

"Negro, please!" Jamal snorted back. "I love her, but I got to do business!" He smiled at his younger sister. "Baby, let's get this out of the way, okay?" Charisse looked a little apprehensive, but she nodded her okay. "First thing, little girl...you were amazing!" Jamal grabbed her and pulled her in for a searing kiss. "Second, and for all the rest, you can decide now or later, but baby...it is what it is, right?" And again, Charisse nodded at her brother. "Okay, I'm moving you to an apartment...you can start working at the pool hall...in the office...learn something useful. I plan on being with you as often as I can...but know right now it won't be all the time."

Jamal stood up and walked across the room to pull a joint from an ashtray. He found one and lit it, sucking the sweet smoke deep. He exhaled slowly and handed the joint to Matt as he moved back towards the couch. When he was standing in front of Margie, his thick but flaccid dick was level with her winsome lips. "Suck it, Mai Ling," he whispered loud enough for everyone to hear. Margie glanced at Matthew and saw him nod discretely so she took his big chocolate treat between her lips. "I love you, darlin'," he told his sister, "but this cannot be monogamous."

His little sister looked at him, trying to be brave and all grown up and she smiled and said, "Okay, baby" and she kissed him while another beautiful girl sucked his cock into her mouth. Then Charisse said, "What about me, baby? I know you can't be with me all the time...tell your little sister what she should do...what be okay with you, big brother."

Jamal looked at Matt. Without moving a muscle, the young man answered his older friend's unspoken question and Jamal looked back at his sister again. "You feel the need, baby, or you just want to play...anyone one in this room be happy to play with you. That alright?"

Charisse couldn't catch her breath...she was still overwhelmed by her brother's offer of an apartment and a real job! And now his approval for her to have sex with these beautiful, young people who shared her wicked secrets. It was too perfect!

"Yes, Jamal...it's all right," Charisse was laughing and crying as her mouth opened and all the words she'd been holding back tumbled out. "I love you so much, baby...a new place! A real fucking job! Baby, was the coochie that good?" Tears of joy rolled over her cheeks as she kissed her brother.

Jamal smiled and allowed her one more kiss before taking charge again. "I said I got business to take care of sugar. You get ready now...we gotta leave in a minute." He turned back to Matt. "I apologize for the interruption and I appreciate your help, my friend. Now, do you have a schedule and is your momma coming?" Jamal looked at Lisa. "You still got that picture on the cell phone? Show my baby girl what your momma looks like." 

Matt spoke quietly to Jamal as the older man started to dress. "Me and the girls are gonna skip tomorrow night. Tell the boys to get tested tomorrow, because Saturday night, we're gonna be in that room with my folks, my cousin and his fiancé and her brother. Those boys, and you too, J, are gonna have more fine white pussy than you all will know what to do with." Matt looked at Jamal, sure that he had his full attention. "My uncle wants you and the rest of the posse to work his son's fiancé really well. When the time is right, I will make the necessary suggestions to the girl and to your guys." Matt walked over to a book case and took a folded piece of paper off the shelf. Smiling lightly, he held the paper out towards Jamal. "Before you ask me 'Who the fuck my uncle is and why the fuck should you care?' take a look at this. My uncle is the guy who gave me this name and number. He's the guy who said Maurice would never stiff me." Jamal lost a little of the ego-glow from his eyes as Matt spoke. When he finally opened the paper and saw the name and number, it was all he could do to say he understood and he looked forward to meeting David some day. "Good," Matt said. "He seemed to know all about you guys...said you had a really good rep and it was okay to do business with you. You should meet him some time."

By that time the dark-skinned man and his lighter-skinned sister were dressed and headed out the door. Lisa and Margie had their arms around Charisse as they giggled and kissed and exchanged numbers. Matt told Jamal the group would be at the pool hall about 10:00pm Saturday night, and then Jamal and Charisse were gone.

Matt and the girls stood behind the closed door for a minute, looking intently at each other until they all started laughing. Lisa turned to Margie and asked, "Still glad you're my roomie, China Doll?"

"More than ever," the sexy Asian coed replied. "I mean, I guess after my initial shock about you guys, and then the whole rest of your family, I mean MY GOD! Now your cousin's fiancé and her brother...and then giving step-by-step instructions on incest to Jamal and Charisse...I wanna fuck my father...and I don't even like him!" Margie drew Lisa against her, nipple to nipple and pussy to pussy, into a searing French kiss. When their tongues had battled sufficiently, Margie asked Matt, "What do you think is hotter, Matty? Incest or lesbianism?"

"If it's the two of you," Matt answered with his arms embracing both young women, "then I don't care what you call it -- you're too hot for words!" He joined their kiss as his hands dropped down to cup their ass-cheeks. Dropping his voice, he said, "I want both of you, in my bed, right now." He slapped their asses very lightly and followed them down the short flight of stairs and into his bedroom. Margie stripped off her panties and when Matt joined them he directed the two naked girls on to his king-size bed. He sat at his computer and lit a joint while fumbling with a tiny video camcorder. After a second long drag, he put the joint in the ashtray and started recording his sister and their roommate.

"Okay, sluts," his voice still had the same low, commanding tone, "I want to see you in the classically romantic '69' position." The girls moved quickly to comply; Margie was on the bottom and Lisa was on top of her. "The first one to climax will eat my cum from the other one's cunt. Understood?" All he heard were moans as each girl started to attack with fingers and tongues. Matt smoked some more as he filmed his sister and their lover making each other crazy. They had been together, as 'roomies-with-benefits' for a while and certainly had learned how to push each other's buttons. But since Matt's arrival, and Margie's acceptance of the Master/slut relationship with them, the girls' love-making had moved to a whole new level of sensuality. The slut in them dominated their psyches, and in doing so influenced technique and timing as well. 

What they had learned, the thing that dominated them now, was that love, lust and sex are always better, much more fulfilling, when practiced with your partner's pleasure in mind. When both partners are aware of this, the results can be mind-boggling. That was the magic Matt was recording. As his eyes shifted back and forth from the scene on his bed to the image in the small lcd viewer, his thick cock started to firm up. He took another hit and leaned closer to the action, wanting to see up close and personal how Margie was doing his sister. 

The camera caught Lisa's ass poised just above her roommate's mouth. Slick with sex juice and saliva and shaved completely smooth, his sister's swollen pussy was about the prettiest thing he had ever seen. Then Margie put the pointed tip of her tongue right on Lisa's pink clitoral hood and started moving it in circles. Lisa was moaning as she tried to match her lover move for move. Matt zoomed in on his sister's cunt as Margie slid the middle finger of her left hand into the steaming pink flesh just above her busy tongue. Again, Lisa's moan came from deep inside as she felt the pleasure waves roll over her...intensified even more by the knowledge her brother was filming her...she knew he would show it to people who shouldn't see it...fuck -- she could hardly breathe...she was so close to letting go completely. But she held back, knowing the results would be that much better, and again tried to mimic Margie's actions and drive her to the same insane place Lisa was currently visiting.




Matt & Lisa at School Ch. 05



Margie was alternating the circles her tongue made around Lisa's little nubbin with gentle licks around her dark pink pucker and the vibrations of her own deep moans passed through her tongue to Lisa's private place. Concentrating as best she could, the hot little Chinese beauty started tapping her embedded finger on Lisa's G-spot as she continued tonguing clit and ass.

Sweat was pouring from Lisa's flesh as her lover played a symphony of lust on her most sensitive spots. Her eyes were unfocused, and only occasionally did she realize that most of the sounds in the room were coming from her. She sucked Margie's unsheathed clit between her lips, swirling her tongue around it as she massaged her G-spot as well. Lisa could tell that Margie was as close as she was from the copious secretions from her hot little pussy. She was trying to figure out how to bring her lover over the top when she found herself screaming and convulsing at Margie's touch. 

As Matt watched closely, Margie had made one last attempt to get Lisa off before she succumbed to Lisa's ministrations. She kept her tongue on Lisa's clit and her finger kept beating a tattoo on Lisa's G-spot, but then, with no warning at all, Margie used the sharp edge of her fingernail and scratched her lover on the slick ridge that separates pussy from ass. That is what set Lisa screaming and as she did, she bit down gently on Margie's clitoral hood. Like a rocket ship when the booster ignites, Margie rode that orgasmic wave like the Silver Surfer taking everything she could before riding that wave to the end.

Matt dropped the camcorder as he changed position on the bed. He knelt over Margie's face and lifted Lisa off of her mouth. With no subtlety at all, the young man took his very hard and very thick cock and rammed it into his older sister's cunt as hard and as deep as he could. He held himself still, reveling in the sensations caused by her spasming vaginal walls as her orgasm continued to control her body. When he felt himself almost at one with his sister, he started moving slowly back and forth in her steamy channel. Lisa could feel every vein and every ridge of her brother's beloved cock as he filled her like only he could. When he pulled back, leaving just the tip of his cock-head between her labia, Margie could see Lisa's cunt hole stay open in expectation of being filled again. And fill her he did, time after time until the sensations finally grew too strong for the older sibling and Lisa howled into Margie's pussy as her brother fucked her beyond rational thought and into the world of pure sensation. Lisa came again and again as her younger brother continued his rock-steady assault until she was too weak to respond.

When her ragged breathing started to even out, Matt slipped out of his sister and maneuvered both girls around so that Margie was in the dominant position. He moved to the other side of the bed, by his sister's head, and without a word, he stuck his huge pole, still dripping with his sister's cunt crème, into Margie's welcoming hole. "Oh, Matt," she gasped as he filled her with his thick ten inches, "I've been waiting so long. Fuck me hard, Master...please?" Matt barely heard the beautiful Chinese girl bent over in front of him. As Margie ground her ass against him, fucking herself repeatedly on his rock-hard pole, Matt was only aware of his sister's fingers and tongue playing with his balls and licking his sensitive back door. 

The sensations were overwhelming the young man -- it felt like his sister was crawling up inside him. When she pulled his firm cheeks apart and started fucking his asshole with her stiff pink tongue, it was enough to bring him to a shattering climax. His thick, pulsing prick blasted half of his copious load inside Margie's steaming, hungry cunt. Then he pulled out, making Margie moan and groan, and stuck his slimy cock down Lisa's throat where he emptied the rest of his seed directly into her belly.

Exhausted and spent, Matt fell on to the bed, flat on his back. Within moments he was flanked by the two most erotically-charged women he knew. Lisa, lying closer to the bedside table, reached for a joint to light for her younger brother. As she did, she heard her sister-slut say, "But Master, you pulled out of me before I could cum, too." Lisa shook her head, laughing to herself as she lit the fat white stick; she knew Margie was asking for trouble on purpose. And her brother knew it as well -- she could tell from his expression when she handed him the joint.

Matt eyes moved slowly and deliberately from Lisa's gorgeous face to her perfectly shaped 34B breasts and then down to the smooth, bare junction between her taut thighs as he took the joint from his sexy older sister and took a long drag. He bent over her and took one of her fat, rubbery nipples between his lips and sucked it into his mouth. After making her crazy by dancing his tongue over the ultra-sensitive nub, he let her go and sat back up against the headboard. "Lis', baby," he said to her as he took another hit, "you are one perfect little slut. I can't wait to see you in action this weekend." He gently pulled his sister up against his side so she was laying half over him, cuddling into him. 

Lisa wondered, just for a moment, why Matt seemed to be ignoring Margie. But she let that thought go as soon as her brother started sucking and gently tormenting her nipple. As he pulled her closer, and she curled into him 'fitting perfectly,' she thought, she felt absolutely blissful. She wanted to please her brother, her Master, as much as possible over the next few days. The anticipation was making her crazy and it drove her to start kissing her brother's neck and shoulder as his eyes swept over her firm athletic curves to her moistening pussy. "Anything, anyone, anywhere," she mumbled her slutty declaration into his ear as she grew even more excited.

Matt finally looked at the dark-haired and golden-skinned beauty lying at his other side. With none of the tenderness in his voice like when he spoke to Lisa, he said, "Bring us something cold to drink." And without waiting for a reply or a reaction, he turned back to his sister, his voice once again showing his true feelings. He felt the bed move behind him as he said, "So Andy is supposed to look a lot like me, huh?" Matt heard Margie stop by the door, waiting to hear Lisa's answer. Without looking at her, Matt barked "Hsien t'sai...Now!" in Margie's native Mandarin dialect and heard her scamper out the door and up the stairs.

"Fuck," Lisa thought, "we're not twins...how can he keep reading my mind?" "Yeah, Matt. At least, that's what Brian told Mom and Dad." As her brother's large, warm hand rubbed lazy circles over her hip and her tight little ass, Lisa sucked lightly on the smooth curve of warm flesh where his neck and shoulder met as they spoke. She gasped, feeling her brother's finger sliding into her moist channel from behind. "Do you want to see me perform with Andy, baby?" Her whisper was dark and smoky and it sounded like dirty sex...really good dirty sex!

Matt locked eyes with her and wasn't surprised, after hearing her voice, to see glaring slits where her eyes just were. He thought for a moment it was too early to get into this, but he knew he could use his sister's lust to accept what he had to say. His voice changed as well as he started to speak. "Yes, I do," he said with all the alpha-power in his voice he could muster. He stopped and waited as Margie came back with glasses of cold water in her hands. Matt took them from her and directed her back to the bed. He took a quick drink, put both glasses on the headboard shelf and turned back to the Asian beauty. "Suck my cock, slut...clean me with your lips and tongue." As she sat there, stunned momentarily by Matt's command, she watched her Master kiss his sister the way Margie wanted to be kissed for the rest of her life. Before they stopped, her tongue was already at work, licking the musky remains of earlier sex from Matt's musky organs.

Leaving Lisa breathless, Matt broke their deeply incestuous kiss and caught her eyes again. He pushed a second finger into her clutching cunt, fucking them in and out of her as he spoke. "I want you to do several things with Andy, my love. But everything depends on the first thing." Matt kissed her even more passionately than only a minute earlier, this time leaving his sister breathless and a little apprehensive. 

"What is it, Matty? What is the first thing?" Lisa moved against her brother like a cat, stretching and molding her hot body against his, her hardened nipples grazing him and her wet, gaping cunt massaging his thigh.

God, it was hard for him to continue, but he knew it was necessary. "I want you...this weekend ...to get to know him really well." He looked steadily into Lisa's eyes as he spoke. "Your call -- your judgment...I trust you, you know that." He saw the questioning look in his sister's eyes. "If you find him to be just a nice guy, good. Fuck him well and leave him happy to know this side of the family." Matt shifted slightly on to his side facing Lisa and lifted his top leg. "My ass, slut," he barked at Margie again, "keep licking until I tell you to stop." Margie moaned, loving the way her Master was using her.

"But," Matt continued again with his alpha voice, "if you find something there, like maybe there could be...a future...with him..."

"What, baby? What are you talking about? What kind of future with him?" Lisa was starting to sound upset.

Matt altered his pitch slightly, forcing Lisa to pay attention and accept what he was saying. "We all love many people, Lis'. All I'm asking is that you find out, this weekend if possible, if Andy is someone you might be able to love." Matt exhaled slowly, calming himself down -- this was much harder than he thought. "If he is, if you think there could be a future there, then I want you to be the Number One Best Fuck that he's ever had."

"You know I'll always do whatever you want, Matty," she said softly. "But why are you telling me this now? Do you want me to fall in love with him? Please, Matt, tell me what's going on."

Matt reached over his sister and took a joint off the bed-side table. He took a deep drag and let the sweet smoke relax him before he replied. "You and Margie are going to graduate in a few months and I know you won't want to hang around here. And I don't have any real desire to be here without both of you." Matt groaned as Margie's tongue found the inside of his sphincter. "Uncle David seems to have some opportunities lined up for all of us...you, me, the slut with her tongue up my ass, and of course Brian and Kathy...and Andy...if everything works out." Matt kissed his sister lightly on her lips. "Just relax this weekend, babycakes. Have a good time...just see if there might be anything there between you guys, okay?" He looked deep into Lisa's eyes again. "Do you think, for even a minute, that we're not going to be together...forever? I love you, Lisa, and I know you love me. We will always be together."

Lisa looked her brother deep into his eyes. The love she'd always seen was still there, shining with his adoration and devotion and she felt better immediately. She smiled silently for a minute, letting her younger brother see and understand that she was completely alright and okay with what he was saying. She took his semi-hard cock in her hand and started stroking him, her fingers working softly over the ridge around his large cockhead. "So tell me, little brother," Lisa whispered softly, "if I like him...maybe a lot...will you and your tongue-slut wanna play, too?"

"Uuunnnggh!" Matt groaned sharply as Margie reacted to Lisa's loving taunt by shoving her pointed little tongue as far up Matt's rectum as she could. He reached behind and pulled the hot and excited Asian coed away from his ass and up to his face. Her face was bewitching -- a mixture of love and lust; the way she shaped her eyes to mirror her excitement put a spell on the young man every time she looked at him that way. He pulled her close for a kiss that took her breath away. Margie melted into him, her nipples growing hard and long against him and her slick, moist mound grinding against his lean hip as their tongues played with each other. Then he broke the passionate embrace and held her slightly away. "Now do my sister...the same way, tongue-slut." His voice was sharp and impatient.

Both of the young, highly excited women in Matt's bed felt their vaginal walls start to moisten in response as Margie moved quickly to a position behind Lisa's beautiful bum. Having been there many times before, she knew exactly how to please her girlfriend and she started immediately to draw slow circles with her tongue around Lisa's star-shaped pucker until she reached the tangy center. Then she used her tiny finger tips to hold it open and the sexy Asian girl forced her hard tongue right inside Lisa's anus, licking furiously around the stretched ring of her sphincter.

Matt leaned back into Lisa as she struggled to maintain control while Margie continued to eat out her ass. God, she loved that girl! "What do you mean, Lis'? We always like to play, you know that." Matt was teasing her but he wanted her to make the commitment for them all. 

"God, that's sooo good, China Doll!" Lisa was laying on her right side and her left hand gripped her left thigh pulling up and separating her ass cheeks. "You know what I mean, Master," she said as Margie's tongue kept circling deeper into her dark, musky asshole. "Suppose he's as hot as Brian said...and I do really like him..." Lisa gasped around Margie's anal attacks, "I could never think about...really being with someone...really loving him...if you and Margie, you know...didn't love him, too." His cock was hard from her constant stroking and the heat Margie was generating by eating ass so well. Lisa used her thumb to spread a large drop of pre-cum all over Matt's swollen head. She lifted her mouth to her brother's and they kissed deeply before she dropped her head and took his stiff shaft into her mouth and began to suck, working her tongue into his pee-hole.

"If you like him, baby...find out fast what he likes...then it's your call, honey." Matt was pulling and twisting Lisa's stiff, fat nipples as she sucked his stalk. "But me and China Doll are the same as you, Lis'..." He pinched the hard, rubbery tip making his sister gasp and pull her head off his cock. She looked at him as he continued applying pressure. "We can't love him if we don't like the way he fucks and sucks. Right, Mai Ling?" From between Lisa's spread ass cheeks, Margie groaned her agreement. "So find out, baby...of course, he's gonna want to fuck Margie...that's a given. So you have to find out, before we're all together..." Matt bent down and took his sister's abused nipple between his lips and started to suck gently, making Lisa's cunt throb in time to the suckling sensation at her firm, full breast. As she approached a climax from the sensations at her breast and from Margie's tongue swirling around her spread-open anus, Lisa heard Matt finish his instructions. "Find out if another guy...another cock...is gonna bother him. If he's cool with that then sure, we'll be happy to party with you, baby. If he's not, then just enjoy him and that's fine, too."

Lisa slid two fingers into her frothing pussy, coating them liberally with her lubricating crème. She bent her head back down, swallowing her brother's beautiful meat until he hit the back of her throat. When her breathing was under control she let his thick, spongy head and several inches of his powerful shaft slide into her throat, her cute button nose buried in his groin; she shoved both slick fingers deep into his rectum and started massaging his prostate. Coupled with the swallowing action of her throat muscles, Lisa knew she was forcing Matt to climax. She couldn't wait any longer for his salty syrup; a quick rub across his swollen balls started the hot flow through his throbbing cock and out his enlarged pee-hole. 

The universe seemed to be expanding more rapidly than normal -- at least in Matt's current perspective. He was just getting into his sister's excellent swallowing technique, reveling in all the ways a blowjob makes a guy feel great, when her satanic fingers invaded his anus and started their unholy ministrations. He was overwhelmed as her tiny digits did their magic and when her other hand rubbed his sac, it was all over. "Oh fuck, baby," his voice was ragged as he fought a losing battle to control himself, "you're making me cum...I wasn't ready...unnnggghhh..." He felt the first throb bursting from his huge hard-on into his sister's throat. "You'll pay, sweet cheeks," he gasped as the second rope of hot, thick jism coated her throat, "I swear you'll pay!"

The hot blast of his thick cum down her throat was enough to bring Lisa over the edge as well, moaning and groaning around her brother's thick pole, forcing Margie to remove her tongue before Lisa's clamping sphincter cut off the tip! Lisa pulled Matt's stiff, throbbing organ back out of her throat until her lips were sealed around the rigid crown, his cockhead lying across her tongue. She loved the feel of him, the weight of his cock; and she loved his taste as the rest of his thick, white cum shot across her tongue and coated her mouth. She kept sucking her brother's magnificent penis until her probing tongue could coax no more of the delicious elixir from him. Margie moved quickly back to the other side of the bed, molding her golden, athletic form into Matt's right side, mirroring Lisa on his left. As she laid her cheek on his chest, Lisa rose up and moved towards her beautiful China Doll. When her face was directly above Margie's, Lisa tilted her lover's face and gently worked her full lips apart with her delicate fingers. And as Margie's open mouth moved in line, Lisa let her mouthful of brother-cum slide between those oh-so- kissable lips and into Margie's waiting mouth. 

Matt took a deep drag from a joint in the ashtray and watched in virtual slow motion as his older sister spilled his baby-batter into his...'what the fuck is she?' he asked himself, 'just a slave? Not really. His girlfriend? Yeah, but so much more. Wife, maybe?' He felt the tremor start somewhere deep in his gut as he replayed the last thought. A thousand images flickered on the backs of his eyelids as he held the smoke deep in his lungs. It started with Yuan Mai Ling as a bride -- her golden flesh looking so beautiful in her white dress and it ended on their honeymoon bed -- his sister and parents stripping off her dress and then her flimsy white silk under things, oiling her flesh and preparing her for a formal welcome into the family. 'Fiancé,' he thought, 'why the fuck not?'

The tremors built as Matt watched the X-rated wedding video playing inside his head. Blood filled his long, thick cock once again as he imagined all the different possible endings to his own home movie. When he opened his eyes again, what he saw was even more erotic, more cock- stretching than he could have imagined. As the last strand of shiny semen clung to Lisa's tongue at the top and the tip of Margie's tongue at the bottom, the last little pearl of cum slid down the strand and exploded into Margie's mouth. The hot and bothered Chinese girl reached up and took Lisa's face between her hands. As she crushed Lisa's lips with her own, Margie turned Lisa so her back was on her brother's chest and Lisa was on top of her as they kissed deeply and passionately, their intertwining tongues sharing the last of Matt's cum between them.

When the girls finished licking each others' mouths and lips, they both nestled in to the young man's long, trim torso. He looked down at them as he took another hit from the joint. The two hottest young women he'd ever known were lying next to him...naked and sweaty, full of his cum, and ready to do his bidding -- totally and absolutely. He put the joint back in the ashtray, exhaled and curled his long arms around both girls. Matt looked at his sister and then at Margie. 




Matt & Lisa at School Ch. 06a



(If you haven't already, please read Matt and Lisa at School – Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 and Part 5. This will make much more sense if you do. There is also more detailed family background in A Family New Year's Eve series and A Surprise Visit.) 

Parents Weekend – Friday

The Bell Captain decided he didn't really want to know what was going on with the three students he was showing around the Presidential Suite. They were all extremely polite as he pointed out the different features in the three bedrooms and the large living/dining room area. But he still felt a little uneasy. Maybe it was the way they were dressed – the tall, good looking boy was in jeans, a black T-shirt and sandals and the girls were in matching denim miniskirts and black halter tops. Perhaps it was that the only luggage they brought were the backpacks they casually slung onto the dining table as they walked by. Probably it was the $200 that his friend Anthony from Room Service had slipped him that morning with the promise of the same at the end of their untroubled stay.

Whatever. They seemed nice enough and, if nothing else, the two young ladies were the best eye candy he'd seen up close in a very long time. And they didn't seem to be all that modest, either. When the Asian girl bent over to look at the bar, well that was some tasty looking ass staring him in the face. His old cock hadn't reacted to anything in a long time but it did today! 

He realized the boy was talking and extending his hand towards him. His old eyes lit up again as he saw the $50 bill. "Thank you very much, sir. Please call Bell Service for any thing you might require…anytime, day or night." By the time he got to the door, held open by the smiling Chinese girl, the boy was digging into his backpack and the white girl was on the phone with Room Service. He closed the door softly on his way out.

Matt was feeling great! He had been anticipating this family reunion for weeks – it had been way too long since they had all been together and he knew, both from long talks with his dad and discussions with Uncle David, that he needed to exert his special influence on at least a semi-regular basis to stay effective. And he missed his mom, Laurie, a lot.

He found the baggie he'd been rooting around for and tossed it to his beautiful twenty year-old sister. "Start rolling, gorgeous…it's the weekend – let's get high!" Lisa giggled and unfurled the bag. "And you, Mai Ling, get your little ass over here, now." His sister's giggling stopped as soon as she heard the change in his voice. Margie heard it as well and she was beside her Master in the blink of an eye.

Matt had been observing his fiancé and thought he'd noticed an increased interest in punishment and pain. (Not that he had caused her any real pain…just little bites and pinches that were harder than his sister could ever tolerate pleasurably.) He thought if it was true, he should probably talk to his mother about it. But in the meantime, dropping immediately into his alpha-voice, he said, "Bend over, slut. Grab your ankles."

Margie gasped as her head dropped down between her legs and her fingers found her slim, sexy ankles. She felt his long fingers on the perfect curves of her ass, naked but for the string of her thong between her firm cheeks. Then 

WHACK!!!!

"Unnnggghhh….mmmmmfffffffff…" Margie bit her lip to keep from screaming when his hand landed flat against her smooth cheek. The slap was so sudden, it surprised more than hurt her…until her smooth golden skin started to burn. Her knees were shaking and when he moved his hand and his finger found her wet slit, her embarrassment excited her even more.

"Who owns this ass, slut?" Matt's voice stayed the same as he rubbed his fingers lightly over the reddening flesh.

Her voice barely a whisper, she answered, "You do, Master."

WHACK!!!!

"Oh, God, Matty…uuuuunggghhhhh…" It was hard to breath as she felt the burn spread in her other cheek.

"I don't remember telling you to show it to that nice old man, do you?" 

Margie hesitated for just a second before she felt his hand lift up high in the air. "No, Master," she managed to blurt out.

Matt grinned above her. He wasn't going to hit her again anyway, but he could certainly sense her growing excitement. His fingers moved gently over her ass as they searched for her wet slit. When he found it, he sank two long fingers into the hot, wet velvet of her tight cunt. He churned them around her wet walls and then slowly withdrew them. Margie moaned, suddenly feeling empty.

"Oh Oh OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" The breath rushed out of her mouth as Matt's fingers found her little dark-pink puckered hole and immediately slid into her, just past her tight, clenching asshole. As soon as her sphincter relaxed, he pulled them out.

"Stand up, slut," he said with the same flat, compelling voice. His fingertips found her mouth and she cleaned them with her tongue, her cunt juice leaking down her inner thigh. He took her chin and looked deeply into her beautiful almond-shaped eyes…God, he loved this girl!..."Don't do that without being told, darling." He brought his mouth to hers and kissed her deeply and lovingly. When Margie responded by lifting her shapely, athletic leg to his hip, Matt broke their soul-kiss and backed away.

"That joint finished, sis?" Lisa slid one of the joints she rolled over the smooth tabletop to her brother. Matt smiled at her and moved over to one of the couches. He lit the tip of the powerful smoke and then passed it to Margie, who was now kneeling before him on the thick, soft carpeting. When she finished taking a hit, she gave it to Lisa who had moved next to her on the floor. The twenty year-old college senior took her own deep hit as she looked wide-eyed back and forth between her brother and their lover. A smile lit her Cover Girl face as she leaned forward to give the joint back to her little brother. Instead of sitting back down, though, Lisa's hands found the button at the waist of his jeans and the zipper just below that.

Margie gasped at her roommate's bold action. She could feel her nipples rubbing against the halter, getting harder and longer. Matt just smiled and groaned a little when his sister pulled his soft, thick cock out of his pants. He took another hit of the joint and put it out in the ashtray on the end table. He held the smoke in as he felt the unmistakable sensation between his spread legs. His sexy older sister was trying to stuff as much of his soft cock in her mouth as she could. Matt pulled Margie up to the couch and he kissed his fiancé, exhaling the smoke gently into her open mouth.

Lisa was totally creaming her little thong panties. Of every sensual, sexual experience she had ever had with her younger brother, she had always loved taking all of him in her mouth. She thought back to one of the first times…on vacation at Disney World…the memory was making her heart beat faster and her cunt walls very moist. Now she had him in position to try something new, something she'd read about on the 'net. As she stuffed more of his soft thickness into her hungry mouth, she started to swallow, letting her throat muscles draw him deeper. She was truly eating her brother's cock, and the realization was making her cunt cream and her nipples elongate, pushing out through the soft halter top covering her.

"Fuck me, sis!" Matt groaned as he felt himself being pulled into Lisa's tight throat. "Jesus fucking Christ!" he tried to stifle his scream as her throat muscles continued to pull and massage his lengthy shaft. "When the fuck did you learn that one, babycakes?" As much as he was enjoying his sister's new-found talent, the young man was determined to save himself for later…momma was gonna be there soon…and he slowly and carefully pulled his stiffening cock back out of her mouth. 

"Lisa, that was…I don't know…I can't really describe it. All I know is that you need to teach that to Margie right away." Matt was still reeling from the exquisite sensations he'd felt in his sister's mouth and throat. "Fuck, ladies…" he kissed his sister and then his fiancée, "I can get a $1000 for a blowjob like that…" The girls were giggling at his great enthusiasm and playing with his throbbing cock when they all heard a knock at the door.

"Room service." 

Lisa's eyes widened as she recognized her friend Anthony's voice from outside the room. She looked at her brother with a big grin. "Matty, may I…" she stopped and glanced at her Chinese double, "may we…entertain my friend, Anthony? He's the one…"

Matt cut her off with a smile in his voice. "Of course, baby. Didn't I tell you Uncle David mentioned him when he and Dad called?" By the time Matt finished speaking, Lisa was at the door and Margie had tucked his cock back into his jeans and zipped him up.

The tall, well-built but balding African-American man rolled a cart holding a wine bucket and several glasses into the large suite. His smile was warm and friendly as greeted his favorite guest. "Miss Lisa, it is so good to see you again. You are more beautiful than I remembered, honey." He opened his arms and the hottest coed he's ever known stepped right into them, pressing her firm twenty year-old 34B tits right into his stomach. She put her hand on his neck and brought his mouth down to hers.

"I missed you too, lover." She breathed it more than said it before their lips met and their tongues touched. Before she became completely lost in his hungry, very experienced kiss, Lisa pulled back and then turned him towards the couch. "Anthony, I want you to meet my brother, Matt, and his fiancée, Margie."

Matt and Margie stood to greet the Room Service guy they had heard so much about. Anthony walked over, his hand extended towards the young man. "Hello, Matt. I'm pleased to meet you. Your Uncle David has told me so much about you, I feel I know you already." Matt smiled warmly back at the middle-aged black man as they shook hands. When he looked closely at Margie, his eyes opened wide and he turned quickly back to Lisa and then back to Margie again. "Miss Margie, congratulations and I am so very pleased to meet you as well," he said with a big grin. "If I may, sir," he addressed Matt rather formally, "your sister and your fiancée are both so pretty…but is it me or…they sure do look a lot alike, don't they?" He was a little flustered as he spoke. "I mean, of course Miss Margie is Asian, but…do you see it, too?"

Matt liked him immediately and it showed as he grinned back at the older man. "Oh yeah, Anthony, I see it…not just in their faces," he gestured Margie to stand next to his sister, "but they look alike…all over."

Lisa and Margie knew exactly what their Master wanted and together, they lifted their hands to their necks and untied their halters. Anthony groaned an "Oh Fuck!" as the soft material fell to the floor and he looked at two identical sets of Perfect 10 breasts. "Yes sir, Matt…I see what you mean." The words came haltingly from the older man. Matt looked down and smiled at the tent that was starting to protrude from Anthony's trousers.

Lisa caught the wink her brother gave her and she nudged her lover. Again, in synch with each other, both sexy coeds unzipped their skirts and let them fall to the floor. Now they stood before the young white boy and the older black man in just their tiny thong panties. 

Anthony's eyes flicked back and forth between the two incredibly beautiful and insanely hot young girls and the good-looking young man beside him. "Sister..brother... fiancée?" he thought to himself, "what the fuck is going on?"

"See? Don't they look even more alike now, Anthony?" Matt was enjoying the man's reaction, obviously concerned about the whole sister/brother thing. He moved across to stand between the two girls. With an arm around each of their shoulders, Matt cradled Margie's left breast with his left hand and he held his sister's right tit the same way with his right hand. He kneaded their firm flesh and his long fingers pulled on their swelling nipples. "Even I can't tell them apart in the dark if I don't touch their hair." The girls giggled, Matt kissed his sister and slapped her ass. "Don't embarrass me, hon. Go say hello to your friend properly."

Lisa, dressed only on a tiny white thong, moved gracefully into the older man's embrace. His arms lifted her off the floor as they kissed in greeting – Matt and Margie smiled as Anthony's hands held Lisa tightly against him. When her hand found his erect cock, she started to stroke him as they continued to renew their acquaintance with their lips and tongues. After another long kiss, Lisa let herself down and softly pushed Anthony down on the couch. Standing between his legs. She leaned over and unzipped his pants, taking his thick, black cock out of his boxers. "I missed this big black snake, Anthony," she hissed at him as her tongue started licking up and down the length of his black shaft. Lisa motioned Margie over to join her. Before he knew what was happening, Anthony felt a second tongue and a second set of delicate fingers on his big, wrinkled sac and his long, thick dark-skinned cock.

When he looked down and saw Margie's long, lustrous black hair, his eyes opened wide in surprise and concern. "No, Miss…I'm sorry, Matt…I…your fiancée…"

Matt moved quickly to put the charming older man at ease. "No…no, Anthony," he said, using the full effect of his persuasive voice, "it's all good…relax." He put his hand softly on Anthony's shoulder and he seemed to calm down immediately. "My sister has told Margie all about you, Anthony…Margie has wanted to do this for a long time… enjoy it."

The room service waiter relaxed, his large, dark hand resting lightly on Margie's soft shoulder. Lisa backed off and moved next to her brother. They both spoke softly, describing the erotic contrast of Margie's golden skin and the super dark flesh of Anthony's hard, thick cock. Their conversation didn't last long as Margie's oral technique got the better of the older man. Within minutes, the combination of her lips, tongue, throat muscles and fingers brought a rush of semen up his long cock and into her hungry young mouth. He groaned as she swallowed, his cock still lodged in her throat – he had never felt anything like that before.

When the sexy coed got up off her knees, she helped Anthony off the couch, bringing his long fingers to her golden breast. "You are a beautiful young woman, Miss. I feel honored…truly…" he turned towards Matt, "much like I did when I first met your sister." 

When his clothes were all fastened and he opened the champagne ("Complimentary… from the manager. Your uncle sends us a great deal of business.") and kissed the girls goodbye, Matt saw the waiter to the door. "Anthony," Matt said with a big grin, "it has been a true pleasure, sir. You are everything my sister and my uncle said you are." With that, Matt put a $100 bill into the waiters hand – and was quite surprised by his reaction.

"Please…no, sir…Matt…I cannot…please. Your unc…"

"Uncle David," Matt cut him off with a grin and he took the bill back reluctantly. "I should have known. Okay, then…for the weekend…who should I tip?"

"Absolutely no one – I insist, Matt. And please," his voiced dropped, "if anyone has their hand out…I want to know. Don't need them on my special list if they don't listen."

Matt was chuckling, softly of course, but he told Anthony he would let him know. As the waiter was just about to shut the door behind himself, he stuck his head around and whispered, "Matt…here…just a minute. I almost forgot." He reached into his pocket and withdrew a small cellophane bag. He passed it to Matt and whispered again, "Don't finish it, give your uncle a taste. My boy, he works for a contractor…Afghanistan…company in your home town, son. David got him the job…sends me this sometimes in a messenger pouch." Then the door was closed and he was gone.

Matt locked the door and turned back into the room – he, Lisa and Margie all started to laugh at once. He tossed the package to Lisa and told her to open it. He moved over to the cart and poured three glasses of wine. As he handed one to his sister, she looked up at him with a sweet smile. "Looks like pure Afghani hash to me, bro? Wanna open it and give it a sniff?" She tossed it back.

Matt smiled and shook his head. "Not now…you know Dad will love this – let's wait, okay?" He looked at his sister and his fiancée and delighted in their similarities. Apart from the obvious racial differences, they were almost identical I every other way. When they were together, naked, Matt found the contrast of Lisa's three pale triangles (where her tiny tanning bikini covers her) to Margie's all over golden glow to be one of the hottest, most erotic images he'd ever seen. He shook his head to snap himself out of this pleasant but unproductive reverie.

"Okay, time to get dressed, ladies…never know who's gonna show up next." Matt busied himself examining the small brown brick in the cellophane wrapper as the girls helped each other with their halter tops and skirts. Once dressed, Lisa started rolling some of the weed they'd brought into thin joints, careful to separate the good from the great, the special stuff that Margie had so cleverly won that first night at the pool hall. Matt found ESPN on the large plasma TV and Margie was playing with the stereo behind the bar.

It was Lisa who looked up first to see the door open and their mother and father sweeping grandly into the suite. "MOMMMYYYY!!!!" she shrieked in surprise, got up from the table and skipped across the thick carpet into Laurie's outstretched arms.

Matt moved quickly behind his sister and greeted Steven with a big bear hug and a lot of mutual back-slapping. Kisses and mumbled "hello's" and "how are you's" and then the four of them switched partners as a bellman brought their luggage into the suite. Behind him, he heard the young man say "Mother, I've missed you so much" and the hot one in the halter say "Daddy…me, too!" He had just placed their bags on the floor when he looked up and saw…mother and son…father and daughter…kissing, holding each other… not the way they should be greeting each other, no sir! He was trying to back out unnoticed when the father and daughter separated. The good-looking, silver-haired man reached into his pocket to pull out his wallet. The bellman stopped him quickly. "Thank you sir, ma'am, but that's already been taken care of …for the weekend…for everyone… need anything, call the bell desk, please…any time." He continued backing out and finally pulled the door closed behind him. Laurie very reluctantly pulled her tongue out of her son's delicious mouth and all four hugged together.

Grinning at the surprised look on his father's face, Matt said, "That's your brother's work, Dad. I don't know how he did it, but he's already got everybody greased. If anybody hits you up…you too, Mom…let me know, okay? But now, much more importantly, there's somebody you need to meet…in person." Matt left the little huddle and walked over to the bar. Their eyes followed him until they fell on the most beautiful Chinese face and the incredibly hot body standing next to their son.




Matt & Lisa at School Ch. 06a



"Mom…Dad," Matt started to introduce them, but Margie just squealed like Lisa did earlier and ran to join her parents. She threw her arms around Laurie and they kissed each other and giggled and grinned and then Margie turned towards Steve. She thought he was so handsome…silver hair and he was so tan. She looked up very modestly, and started to greet him formally, in Mandarin, before she caught herself and switched to English.

"Father," she started, trying to be so traditional, "please accept…" But she couldn't do it. When she looked up and saw the laughter and the love in his dark brown eyes, she looked around and saw that same expression mirrored in everyone's eyes. She looked back to Steven once more. "Oh, fuck it, Daddy…kiss me…" she hissed right before she moved into his strong, welcoming arms. 

Matt smiled over his family…his father kissing his fiancée…mother and sister kissing and hugging again as well. This was gonna be a great fucking weekend! He slid over to the table where Lisa was rolling and picked a joint from the small pile. He lit it and inhaled deeply, confirming this was the kind he wanted. After he exhaled, he moved back to the kissing and chattering group. He held it out to his father, and changing his tone slightly, he said "Here Dad…this is the stuff…you know…Margie's bet at the pool hall…"

Steven took the slim cigarette out of his hand while Matt looked at the three women. They had heard the shift in his voice and they were looking at him expectantly. "Mom, when are Brian, Kathy and Andy gonna be here?" Dad was already moving to the couch with the joint, a big smile across his face.

Laurie looked at her watch, "I think they should be here in about an hour. Brian and Kathy got on a flight 30 minutes after us…Andy was going to be about thirty or forty minutes later. Brian emailed us yesterday and said to go ahead – they would wait for Andy." Laurie's eyes twinkled at her handsome son. "Is there something you have planned for the next hour, Matty?" She had missed him desperately over the last few months and although she knew the weekend would be very busy, she wanted to spend as much time as possible with her boy…her lover…her Master.

Laurie's nipples were pushing through her sheer lightweight bra and cashmere sweater – getting longer as her son continued to look at her body. She felt his ice-blue eyes, "so much like his uncle's" she thought, lock on to the 'V' shape at the junction of her firm, trim thighs and immediately her pussy started to moisten in anticipation.

Matt couldn't wait any longer. Using all the skills at his command, he started the party with Lisa and Margie. The totally confidant young man walked around his surprised mother and stopped in front of his roommates. His hands found the ties of their halters and slipped the knots, letting the soft material slide down to uncover their perfect, almost identical twenty year-old breasts. "Get Dad and show him the hot tub…keep him there for thirty minutes…then come find us." Matt stood still as first his sister and then his fiancée molded themselves against his long, lean body and kissed him deeply and passionately before joining Steven on the couch. He heard his father say something from behind him, but the boy's attention was already focused on his first and favorite slut, his mother, Laurie.

He moved closer – he heard the change in her breathing and he noticed the deep flush spread over her pale, smooth flesh. When he was close enough, his eyes filled with lust and longing as he slipped his long fingers into her sweater and under her bra. He took her already swollen nipple between his thumb and forefinger and started to squeeze; little electric flashes of pain seemed to connect her abused breast directly to her clit. When she thought the pain would finally make her cum, he let her go. The throbbing was almost as painful as the pinching and Laurie's knees were starting to shake. Matt leaned close to his mother's ear and whispered to her, "Get your clothes off, Mother…then follow me."

Almost before he could move away, the fifty year-old MILF fantasy that was his mom started taking off each piece of clothing that hid her from her boy's hungry eyes. Sweater was followed by tight blue jeans leaving her momentarily in just her sheer, light blue lace bra and bikini panties. Matt smiled, pleased that she remembered one of his favorites. Without turning around, loud enough for his voice to carry, he asked his sister what he was doing.

"You're smiling, bro." She answered with a smile in her voice.

"Why, hon?" 

"Because your favorite slut remembered your lingerie fetish, baby brother," Lisa giggled.

"And…" Matt led her like a lawyer in a courtroom.

"And she's teaching us something at the same time?"

By this time, Laurie stood naked in front of her children (she already thought of Margie that way…along with Brian, Kathy, and she hoped, Adam as well) and their father. The hours in the gym and the diet that was now a way of life, along with the countless full-body oil massages her husband had given her over the years, kept her skin as smooth and firm as a woman half her age. Her legs were still the same long, lean beauties that looked as good coming out of a short golf skirt now as they did under a miniskirt in her college days. Of course, there was some sag in her breasts, though her nipples still pointed up and out; and there was a little tummy where she used to be flat. But her shaved mound looked the same as it did the first time her husband had seen it when she was nineteen – it was remarkable.

"What is your mother teaching you now, baby sluts?" Matt's voice was showing the strain of what seemed a very long wait.

"If we follow her path." Margie started in a fake Chinese sing-song voice that quickly degenerated into pure lust, "then when we're fifty year-olds, really hot college guys will wanna fuck us all the time, too."

"Mom…Dad," Matt swept his arm back towards Margie, "that's why I have to marry her." 

Margie ran to Matt and gave him a big sloppy kiss. "I love you, Master," she giggled. "Now leave us alone with Papa while you take care of Momma properly."

Matt stopped by the table and picked up a joint and a plastic lighter. He lit the joint and after holding the powerful smoke in his lungs, he let it out and turned back to Laurie. "Bring ice-water and glasses…hurry, Mother." He turned into the large master bedroom, found a reggae station on the satellite radio system, set the thermostat on high and turned the indirect lighting down low, sat down on a chair near the bed and took another deep drag while he waited for his mother to join him. 

Just moments later, the stunning fifty year-old suburban wife and mother carried a tray into the room with a fresh bottle of water, a bucket of ice and two glasses. She put it down on a table next to the chair where her son was waiting. A minute later and the bottle was opened, water and ice in the glasses and Laurie was unbuttoning the waist of her son's jeans and sliding his zipper down. She was on her knees between his long, spread-out legs trying unsuccessfully to pull his pants off until he helped by raising his ass off the chair. Matt pulled his T-shirt up and off and was left sitting in front of his mother in just a pair of small, black silky boxers. 

The young man took a long drink of the ice-cold water from a glass at his side. His very hot mom was still on her knees on the thick pile carpeting, using her long graceful fingers to massage his firmly muscled thighs. Matt took another hit off the blunt, willing himself to relax and enjoy the sensations she was creating for him. Laurie was staring at the tent that was growing in her son's sexy boxers. Every time her fingers grazed the top of his legs, his lengthening erection seemed push harder against the soft black material. She was transfixed – her eyes locked on to the small wet spot that appeared where his mushroom-shaped cockhead was outlined by the cloth. He surprised her by leaning forward and drawing her face to his. Matt kissed his mother softly, gently opening her lips with his firm tongue and then blew the sweet, strong smoke into her. He kept his lips pressed against her as she inhaled everything he gave her. His hands moved to cup her firm round breasts, his thumbs rubbing circles around her excited nipples as he felt her lose some of the tension she was carrying in her shoulders and back. He held the joint to her mouth. "One more, Mom," he whispered in he ear, "it's already making you relax, huh?"

Laurie took a small hit; she loved the feeling but she also wanted to be completely aware of anything and everything that would happen over the weekend. After all, she had promised her brother a blow-by-blow description the next time they were together. But at that moment, she just melted into the love she felt from her son and the soft, intoxicating and seductive reggae rhythms, her face warmed by the heat radiating from his hard, thick ten inches as she finally drew his black boxers down and away from his firm flesh, liberating the object of her great affection. She stripped them off his legs and then rose up on her knees, silent all the while, and took a long sip of water before settling back before him – mother and son naked and together at last.

"I'd almost forgotten…" she mumbled as she took hold of his hot sex. Her left palm held his stiff, throbbing shaft just below the pronounced ridge, her thumb and forefinger not even close to touching on the backside. And her right hand gently moved under him, cradling his balls as she moved close enough to touch the soft, wrinkled skin of his sac with her deep pink tongue. As soon as she tasted the familiar but oh so taboo flesh, Laurie was lost immediately and completely in the realm of the senses…and her complete abandonment of anything else drew her son along with her on this reunion journey. 

"God, Mother…" the eighteen year-old college freshman moaned, "nobody sucks cock like you. I missed your mouth…your lips around me." Laurie was giving everything she had to make this a perfect blowjob for her boy. She thrilled to his touch when his fingers started massaging her tits as they lay on top of his upper thighs. It seemed to both of them that every time she licked him from base to crown, his hard, fat cock grew even longer. She felt Matt's left hand slide up the side of her right tit to her shoulder as she took him between her soft lips, the same lips that she had kissed her innocent little boy with a million times before he came of age and they became more than just mother and son. She took half of him into her hungry mouth as his hand moved from her shoulder to the back of her neck. Her heart was racing as she felt his fingers move higher, desperate to know if he will notice, anxious to see his reaction if he does.

Another inch higher and Matt's hand stops dead, his strong fingers firmly holding the back of her neck. "Oh, Mother," he says softly, his voice throwing a chill into her, "what have you done?" He lifts her slowly off of his slick, shiny cock until she is upright between his legs. He can hear the change in her breathing. He smells her arousal wafting from her wet cunt and he sees her bullet-shaped nipples as hard and as long as they've ever been. 

Laurie can't help but smile inside, the mother so proud of her child. "Of course he'll notice my haircut," she'd told David and she was proven correct when he pulled her away. Her cunt flooded as she waited for the other shoe to fall.

SMACK!!!!!!

"Ohhh…unnnghh…" the fifty year-old suburban poster girl was biting her lip – hard – to keep from shouting. Her strong, handsome eighteen year-old son had slapped her left tit with his open right hand. The sudden slap had hurt, a little, but then her breast flesh started to burn and it only made her moan louder, on her knees before her son…her Master.

"Very cute haircut, Mother. Tell me, why does it look familiar?" His voice was soft, but it carried all of his power.

"Please, Matty…" Laurie could barely speak. He had taken her nipple and started to pull it away from her breast, stretching her even more. "Last week…Daddy's friend…ahhh… George came to see…I mean fuck me…first time…long time ago…Dad thought I looked so hot…sexy…short hair while I sucked George." The pain turned to a throbbing burn and each throb sent another electric charge directly to her clit. "I'm sorry, Mat…Master." 

"I really don't care what the reason was," Matt shook his head dismissively, "I'm just concerned…that you've forgotten whose slut your are, Mother." Matt stood and pulled Laurie up with him, his fingers still holding her hyper-sensitive rubbery tip. He moved her towards the oversized bed that dominated the room.

"Yours, baby, I'm your slut…" Laurie couldn't believe the sensations that swirled around her. The pain had already crossed the line to intense pleasure and she was anticipating even more as her son 're-claimed' her.

"That's funny – did I tell you to cut your hair?" Matt backed his mother onto the bed, finally letting go of her tenderized tit. She crawled on her back to the middle of the huge mattress, sliding across the satin-smooth duvet. Her sky blue eyes opened to find her beautiful boy's face hovering over hers. "I don't remember, Mom. Do you?" Matt's eyes were cold blue slits of lust glaring down at her. His knees straddled her hips and he held himself above her, supported on his left hand.

Laurie shivered as Matt's right hand moved lightly over her arm and shoulder, getting closer and closer to her sore and swollen left breast. Surprising her, he skipped the abused tip, letting his long fingers glide over her hot smooth skin of her long torso, then around the curve of her hip and then back up the inside of her left thigh until he found the slick, fat lips of her shaved pussy. She groaned as he palmed her sex and used his thumb to rub circles around her clit. His middle finger slipped through the crème that covered her fuck-hole and entered her cunt. She was so close to her first real climax with her son in months and it was so hard to wait for him.

She couldn't believe how excited she was to be with him again. She and Steven had both agreed with David's long-range plan for all the kids. "Oh, Christ, David," she thought fleetingly to herself, "I wish you were here for this weekend, too." The thought of having him home again was too much for her anxious pussy. As her son massaged her G-spot with his long finger and teased her throbbing clit with his thumb, the beautiful suburban wife and mother turned incestuous slut started mumbling and moaning as he brought her closer and closer to her climax.

"Ahh!! God, Matty….you're making me…baby, I'm sorry…you never…I did it…fuck… unnnghh…for Daddy…" Laurie kept rambling until she felt her son's tongue starting to draw circles around her left nipple, still throbbing from his recent abuse. "Oh please, Master, nooo…."

Anticipating the worst, hearing her heart beating so loud and fast, she tensed as she felt his fingers slow down and then her breathing stopped as he moved his tongue over her pebble-skinned aureole and took the dark pink swollen nub between his lips. And finally, she felt her child's love as he kissed her nipple as delicately and gently as he could and she thought her heart would burst.

Matt resumed his pressure on his mother's G-spot and her excited clit, bringing her right to the edge again. He moved up so he could whisper in her ear, his voice as hot and sexy and dirty as she'd ever heard him. "You know, Mom," as he whispered his fingers and thumb were keeping her right on the electric brink, "if I really thought you did this without thinking about me at all, I would be very disappointed…you wouldn't want that, believe me." He felt his mother's cunt start to moisten again, lubricating his finger even more. The idea that she might enjoy being disciplined crossed the young man's mind and he smiled to himself as he filed it away for another time.

"But, somehow…don't ask me why," he continued whispering, his lips so close she could feel his breath, "I feel the subtle touch of my Uncle David, in all this." 

Laurie didn't know if it was her pride in her son…or her son's finger in her, but as soon as he whispered his uncle's name, unveiling their last test, her cunt flooded again.

"Ahhh…" Matt chuckled softly in her ear, sending shivers through every part of her. "You don't have to say anything, Mother…looks like I've got my answer. But just in case," his voice lost the laughter, "I think I should remind you…" The shivers turned to electric shocks and she couldn't breathe. "…exactly whose slut you are." 

Matt dragged his tongue across his mother's burning flesh, over the soft curve of her shoulder and up the slope of her breast. Laurie's eyes, now just glaring slits of pure lust, locked on her son as he spoke again. "Once again, Mother," his voice deep and filled with his passion, "I have to ask…"

Her body was quaking under his touch…she was so painfully close…"No, baby, you don't need to ask…anytime, anything, anywhere, Matty…I'm yours forever, my love."

Matt pressed his long middle finger against her G-spot and then started to pinch her clit very gently between his thumb and forefinger. He knew she was on the precipice and he wanted her first climax of their reunion to be both memorable and meaningful.

He sat up, still astride her fit, sexy body, and moved his left hand across to her left breast and started to squeeze her tit-flesh. Laurie moaned continuously as his other fingers manipulated her hot, wet sex. "Let's make sure you remember that, slut." Matt bent low and sucked the sore nipple between his lips as his fingers increased the pressure on her clit. He let the nipple go, looked his mother in the eye and hissed at her, "I guess I have to mark you again, Mother." And as he squeezed her throbbing clit, he moved an inch above her nipple and broke her skin with his teeth. Laurie screamed her orgasm into her fist as the momentary pain crossed the line to pleasure and she surrendered completely to her son.

Moments later, when the stunning electric light show stopped playing on the back of her eyelids, Laurie turned her head to the left and opened her eyes slowly. The first image that came to her was of her beautiful son, laying on his right side, gently licking and cleaning the tiny tear in her tender flesh. "Oh my God, Matty…" the words came out haltingly as her climax was still coursing through her. "I've missed you so much, baby. I didn't realize…" Her fingers rested on the back of his head as his tongue gently laved her breast. "Oh, Matt, honey…that feels so good," she started to moan again as his tongue flicked against her. He dropped his left hand on to her, cupping her shaved mound in his palm. He gathered some of her moisture and brought it back to his thickening cock, gently rubbing his fingers over the mushroom-shaped head. 

He kissed his mother's tit, sat up with a smile and threw some pillows back against the headboard of the over-sized bed. Leaning back against them, his long, muscular legs stretching out in front, he directed Laurie to hand him his ice water and then the large ashtray with the joint and the lighter in it. He sat up straight and took a long drink of the water and handed the glass back to her. Then leaning back on the propped-up pillows again, he lit the joint and took a deep hit. Well aware that his mother was looking at him, staring at his semi-hard organ, he put the joint out and exhaled the smoke in a swirling plume over his cock. He slid his hand around the thickening shaft and moved the soft, pliant skin slowly back and forth over the blood and muscle of his growing fuck-pole. 




Matt & Lisa at School Ch. 06a



She was standing next to the bed looking at him, having just put down the empty water glass her son had handed her. The changes she saw in her son since his return to school were amazing. His personality was growing more dominant and powerful along with his beautiful, strong physique. The fiery and passionate fifty year-old mother was totally in love and lust with her son, and her lust was turning her sky-blue eyes dark and smoky with incestuous desire.

Laurie tore her eyes away from Matt's magnificent erection to see him staring back at her. Slowly and deliberately, she lifted her knee to the mattress and then she watched his eyes move across her large, rounded breasts and over her tummy to her swollen, hairless mound. She moved her leg a little more, and electric shivers rolled over her, knowing how her cunt lips were spreading open like a blooming flower before her son's burning gaze. 

Matt couldn't take another minute of the sweet torture he was making himself endure. It wasn't that he didn't remember what his sexy mom looked like…but nothing could compare to her in the flesh, the heat and her essence wafting from her, filling the room with her sex. 

"Suck me," his voice was a strained whisper, "suck your boy's great big cock, Mom." He watched her crawl over the covers to him, moaning as she took his hand away and finally got her tongue on him. She licked up the back of his shaft from his balls to his crown and then plunged her mouth over him, slurping on the top half of his huge erection. "Oh yeah, Mom, make me wet for you…" he groaned as she licked his balls and spread his leaking pre-cum around the thick shaft. He watched as her tongue tried to open his pee-hole and came away with a long silvery strand of lubrication stretching from the head of his cock to the tip of his mother's tongue. And that was all he could take. 

Laurie felt Matt's arms around her, lifting her up and then putting her down on her back, her ass nestled between his spread knees and her legs extended toward the ceiling in a "V for Victory" salute. Her boy's thick, hard cock was sliding through the pungent crème that lubricated her nether lips and his actions caused her body to react in turn. Her labia parted as blood engorged her sex, making her physically ready to receive him in this most taboo of all things between mother and son. Her clitoris poked out from its hood, as if looking for the cause of the incessant throbbing. Her tender nipples ached, desperately wanting yet dreading his touch and her skin was hot and moist again as she waited for the inevitable. 

"I've waited too long for this, Mother." Matt groaned the words as he rolled forwards, his thighs driving hers back towards her chest. His massive organ was poised over her, his mushroom-shaped head burrowing into her crème-filled slit to find the opening to her sex…the gateway to her love. The very moment he felt the small dilated hole, he plunged the full length of his rock-hard cock into his mother's spasming cunt until his balls slapped against her upturned ass.

"Uuunnnnfff!" The force of his thrust knocked the breath out of her. "Please…baby…so big…" she tried to ask him to wait, to give her tender pussy just a minute to adjust to his over-sized organ, but she just couldn't form the words when she felt him withdraw his long, hard pole and then, 

"Unnnnnnnfff!! Arrrggghh!! Ohhh…oh…oh, God! Matty!" Her eighteen year-old son fucked his huge prick right back into her again. And this time there was no hesitation at all as she felt him pull back yet again, the ridge of his cock-head scraping the walls of her cunt on the way out. And again he drove back into her, her pussy walls dancing around his thickness and she clenched and spasmed all over his beautiful cock.

Matt was transported to a different place as he followed his cock into the center of a new universe. He plunged in and out of the liquid heat and rippling muscles of his mother's core…there was nothing…nothing else that could ever match the intensity of what he felt as he pushed his way through her cervix and he knew he was back in the most forbidden place of all. 

He opened his eyes to see the sky-blue color of hers start to roll back as her climax began to overtake her…moving along every nerve path and in electric waves over her flesh. "Momma," he gasped at her, "I can't believe how beautiful you are…when you cum…on my cock." Back and forth his hips shot out and then returned only to shoot out again, over and over. "I feel you cumming, Mother…my cock…my balls…all soaked…"

"Uuunnnnnghhhhh…don't stop, please….oh…OH…FUCK MEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!" Laurie started screaming when she looked down her body, watching her son's massive cock move straight up and down; using his prick like a jackhammer he pounded relentlessly into the hot liquid pool of her fat, horny cunt. "I'M CUMMMMINNNNNGGGG!!!!!!!!"

The incredible clamp, rippling along the full length of his cock was all Matt needed to take him over the edge as well. He felt her cervical ring open under the pressure of his jackhammer cock and then he pushed through another inch until he was lodged tight in his mother's womb. Her cunt started spasming…out of control…and then he let himself go completely and painted her insides with thick ropes of his hot, white boy-crème. When he was finally through his massive climax, and his mother's hungry pussy had milked every last drop from him, Matt rose up and withdrew his long, crème-covered cock from the warmth of that most taboo place and fell on his back next to his mother.

The picture-perfect suburban mom's mind was in a million different places at once as she tried so hard to get her breathing back under control – she was much too turned on to let herself pass out from the pleasure. Her mind flitted back to that nice Hawaiian boy who helped get their car off the beach that day, so long ago. In return, his payment was Laurie…any way he wanted her. His cock was the size of a beer can and when he held her against the low branches of that tree above the tide mark at the beach, at least fifty sun worshippers and swimmers had to have heard her moan and groan when he stripped the bright yellow bikini off of her and rammed that monster up her cunt the first time. She didn't care how many were watching or listening and heard her scream when she came on his cock a few minutes later. 

Laurie almost never climaxed vaginally…but it was something special that she got from her loving son. His massive size helped, of course, but it was the way the beautiful upward curve of his erect cock forced contact between his head and her G-spot so perfectly whenever they fucked. And consequently, his cock transformed her into a totally sex-obsessed slut every time she climaxed, just by fucking her boy. And now that cum-starved slut was hungry for more; she rolled over and slid down the slippery covers until her beautiful face, framed in her new/old short, sexy haircut was directly over his softening but still thick and throbbing penis.

She circled the base of his thick tool with her fingers, holding him up like an ice cream cone, all ready to be licked clean of the sex cocktail that coated his meaty pole and his heavy sac. Laurie was all set to take her boy's cock back in to her hungry and wanting mouth when her daughter's voice broke the mystical spell that seemed to hold mother and son so close.

"Mommy," Lisa's voice over her shoulder startled the lust-driven woman on the bed, "that looks delicious. Don't you want to share it with us?" 

Laurie looked up into her son's eyes to see him smiling as she felt smaller, softer hands gliding across her back and the smooth skin of her shoulders and then covering her breasts, the tiny fingertips playing with her swollen nipples. When she realized it was four hands, not just two, she turned around and first kissed her daughter gently on her soft pink lips and the turned back the other way and kissed her soon-to-be daughter, letting her tongue play with Margie's for an extra moment. 

Giggling with her girls, Laurie let herself be pushed back on the bed next to her lean, fit, and very sexy son. Lisa hopped across to Matt's other side and lay next to him with her face resting on his hip and her sweet-smelling pussy near his head. Margie took the same position next to Laurie and immediately started to kiss her way across Laurie's pelvis, dipping her tongue into her new mother's hot, creamy slit. 

"Oh, honey," Laurie moaned under Margie's oral attentions, "you like to eat pussy, baby?" 

"Mmmmh hmmmmmm," Margie's lips vibrated as she sucked on Laurie's clit, making the older woman's hips jerk off the mattress.

Lisa took her tongue off her brother's wonder-cock to welcome her father as he followed the girls into the room. "Come over here, Daddy…help me with Matty, okay?" She looked at her brother and rolled her eyes. "He's sooo biigggg, Daddy!"

Steven chuckled at all the activity on the bed in front of him. He was still trying to recover from his workout in the hot tub with the almost-identical twenty year-olds. Oh how he wished he was even just a few years younger…but right now, he was happy to be with his loving family…it couldn't be much better than this anywhere else. 

He stopped first to give his MILF, suburban hottie wife a deep, loving kiss. "Did your boy give you what you wanted, dear?" he whispered in her ear. "Is that your crème that Lisa is licking off his big cock, honey?" Laurie grabbed him and kissed him deeply again. As Steven kissed his wife, his hand worked itself between Margie's firm, cheerleader-like thighs where his fingers moved over every inch of her ivory-smooth golden skin. "Have you tasted this one yet?" he asked his wife of thirty years. "She's every bit as sweet and tasty as you and Lisa, my dear." Steven swatted Margie playfully on her curvy rear end. "And if you get her now, there might be a surprise inside!"

He kissed the twenty year-old Asian coed's firm, round fanny before moving around to climb on the oversized bed next to his son and daughter. He took the joint out of the ashtray next to the bed, lit it, took a deep drag and then handed it to Matt. The smoke swirled around and the proud father found his hands had wandered to his daughter's Perfect 10 breasts. His fingers kneaded her flesh and his fingers pulled on her excited nipples as he exhaled the smoke and spoke to his son.

"I hope you took good care of your mother, Matt. Your sister and your fiancée nearly killed me earlier – I don't think that I can satisfy your mother, too." Steven sounded so peaceful and serene. "This is really great dope, son." He took the joint back from his boy with a grin. "I'm gonna take another hit now…but I want you to think about something." 

As their father stopped talking to take another toke, never saying what he wanted his son to ponder, Lisa and her brother just looked at each other and started laughing. Margie and Laurie were already giggling and joined in the laughter along with Steven as he exhaled the powerful smoke. Somehow, through the laughter, the five naked and very stoned people heard some noises coming from outside the master bedroom. Matt maneuvered quickly between his sister and father, got off the bed and threw his jeans on. He grinned back at his family, all tangled together on the bed and still laughing. Throwing his T-shirt at his sister, he told her to put it on and join him in the living room. Then he told Margie and his parents he would be right back and then he closed the door behind him on the way out.

Matt straightened his hair at a mirror in the hallway and then walked into the main room of the suite. He heard his cousin trying to tip the bell boy who brought up their luggage as he saw a beautiful blonde girl on Brian's arm and…Matt stopped and caught his breath… on the other side of his cousin stood what could have been an almost exact twin to himself! This had to be Andy, Kathy's older brother. 

"Your money's no good here, cuz…better put it away before he gets upset." Matt spoke softly, but with a smile in his voice. Brian looked up immediately with a big grin. The two cousins hadn't seen each other for a while and both were anxious to make up for lost time. And Matt knew he had some work to do on everyone's behalf during most of the weekend. The bellboy was finally allowed to leave and he closed the main door to the suite behind him.

"Hey, little cuz…how you doing?" Brian walked towards Matt and they met with a hug. "Boy, Matt, not so little any more. College life looks like it agrees with you." Brian pulled Kathy around to face his cousin. "Matt, I'd like to…" 





Matt & Lisa at School Ch. 06b



 (If you haven't already, please read Matt and Lisa at School -- Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5 and Part 6a. This will make much more sense if you do. There is also more detailed family background in A Family New Year's Eve series and A Surprise Visit.) 

Parents Weekend -- Friday -- Part 2

Margie put everything she felt about her Master, her lover, her fiancé into that kiss, knowing that she loved him enough to give a small part of him away. The way she'd seen Kathy looking at him earlier, there was no doubt there would be a blonde sister in the family by morning. "Are you gonna talk to Brian, Matt? See if he wants you to...you know...make Kathy like us?"

"You want me to, baby? You want her around...I know Brian sure wants a lot of time with you, honey." Matt was playing with her -- she knew it and laughed along with him.

"Actually," she said with a very deep, throaty voice, "yeah, Matty...I would like her around, too." Matt looked at his fiancée to see her blushing.

Matt smiled at his little Asian lover. "I'll see what I can do, my love." They kissed and he left her to talk with his cousin.

Matt found Brian with his mother -- they were loading a variety of sushi on a plate to share while they caught up on family news. "Mom," he said, "I need to borrow Brian for a couple minutes, okay? We'll just take this...thanks!" He took the plate out of her hands and the two young men walked over to the bar to get a cold beer.

When they were comfortable and they'd both had a bite of fish, Matt started to speak. "You know it's funny...you're so much like my dad and I'm so much like yours." Brian agreed with a long drink of beer. Matt gestured over towards Kathy. "She tell you what she wants, Bri? Do you think you can give it to her?"

"Dude," he started defensively, "I love her so much...I want to give her everything she wants." When Matt didn't say anything, Brian continued. "Yeah, I know what you mean. I talked to Dad about it." He held his head up, looking around. "He said it's kind of like how your mom needs your dad and him...for different reasons. But the love...that's real for them, huh?"

"Jeez, Brian," Matt had to chuckle, "my parents always told us love comes from a bottomless well a long time before any of this started. My mom loves us all as much as she can." Then his voice got soft and serious. "Brian, if I do this...make her like the others, she will love me as much as she loves you...as much as she loves Andy and my dad. It will be different, but she will love me and I will love her back, cuz." Matt dipped another piece of sushi into the soy sauce and took a bite while Brian absorbed what his cousin said. Matt finished and moved closer to the tall red-headed young man. "No way I'm ever gonna do anything to hurt you cuz...you say no...it's forgotten. If you say yes... it could be as quick as tonight." Matt paused and then continued. "Brian, what did you think about the little show before the blowjob?"

"Dude, are you kidding? You are fucking the three hottest women of all time!"

Matt grinned. "Well, after tonight, I figure you'll have fucked them all, too. But, think, cuz..." his voice got serious again, "did you picture Kathy standing there with them? Naked and exposed in front of a stranger? A black man, Bri? What does that do to you?"

"Uhm...I mean..." Brian was clearly flustered and Matt decided to end his confusion. He stepped close to his older cousin and slid his hand into Brian's open zipper. He wrapped his fingers around his cousin's hardening shaft and gave it a firm, loving squeeze.

Matt moved even closer and put his lips next to Brian's ear. "I see, cuz...you know we're all the same. If you need me to, I'll suck your cock tomorrow night when I give her to a room of bald, black African studs." He felt his cousin's organ twitch in his hand before he withdrew it. "The whole ebony and ivory thing...so hot."

Brian looked at his younger cousin, marveling at how self-assured he seemed at the age of eighteen. His dad had already told him that if Brian went to work for him, he would eventually split the company between the two cousins...equal partners with very different responsibilities. David said that the way it would work, though...it would look like Brian worked for Matt to the outside world. He'd already accepted that.

Looping his arm over Matt's shoulder, Brian grinned at him, his eyes bright with excitement. "Fuck it, cuz...family is family...I couldn't love all you guys more anyway. Just one thing, though," his voice dropped down a notch, "Kathy told me she wants me to suck your dick for her...you cool with that? You really gonna suck my long shlong, too?" 

Matt grinned and grabbed Brian's crotch. "Only if you shave that red hair off, dude. That's disgusting." Matt pushed the sushi towards Brian. "Here, you eat this...I gotta go say something to Andy. His sister, you know..."

 "Hey, Matt...one thing, cuz." Matt turned back around to Brian. "Where did you find Margie, dude? I mean...Lisa and Kathy are both so hot...but Margie...she's fuckin' smokin' dude."

Matt grinned. "She was already my sister's roommate, cuz. How lucky can one guy get?" Matt grabbed another beer and some tapas and found Andy still talking and flirting with Lisa.

Lisa moved over on the couch to make room for her younger brother. As soon as he put his plate and glass down, she slithered into his arms and they kissed each other deeply and passionately. 

"Wow!" Andy exclaimed. "It's like you guys haven't seen each other for years! That's so cool."

Lisa turned back to the 5-year older version of her younger brother -- it was still a little strange...but kind of exciting, too. "I just love him, Andy -- can't help it." Lisa's face was bright with her smile. "Just like you and Kathy, I'm sure. Anyway, I know I always will...but that shouldn't stop anyone from doing what they want, right?"  Andy and Matt both agreed. Matt put his arm on Andy's shoulder and looked straight into his eyes. "Andy, do you feel the same way about Kathy?" he asked quietly. "I know she wants to explore her darker feelings. Brian's okay with that...I mean, he knows I'm going to bring her in to our little circle...like Lisa and Margie..and my mom." He paused to let his words sink in. "I just wanted you to know, bro." Matt kissed his sister and got up off the couch.

Andy looked up at Matt, stopping him with a hand to the wrist before he walked away. "Listen, Matt...Brian and I already talked about it...we both love her so much, you know? Yeah, you got my blessing...give her what she really wants, dude."

Matt smiled back, watching closely as his sister found Andy's bigger-than-average cock and fished it out of his pants for a second time so far that evening. She had her dirty little schoolgirl expression on when she looked up at her younger brother. She cradled Andy's sac in one hand and held his growing man-meat by the base with her other. "Mmmmh... he tasted so good before, Matty." Lisa offered the swelling organ up to him. "Wanna taste for yourself, bro?"

Matt returned an evil grin to both Lisa and Andy. "I guess this is as close as I'll ever come to sucking my own dick." The eighteen year-old swooped down and took Andy's cock, all the way down to Lisa's hand, into his warm, sucking mouth. As he swirled his tongue around the ridge, he hummed the first four bars of La Marseillaise, the French National Anthem, all over Andy's rock-hard cock. Smiling broadly as he let the hot flesh-pole slide out of his mouth, Matt looked at Andy's totally mind-blown expression and said, "I always wanted someone to do that to me...how was I?" Matt and Lisa started giggling.

Not waiting for an answer, he left his sister to deal with Andy and he made his way back to where Kathy was talking with his parents. As he approached, Laurie stepped towards him and held out her open arms. "Come give your mother a kiss, Matty. This sexy young woman has your father and me all excited." Matt's lips found his mother's and they kissed like they were still in the bedroom earlier. When he was through taking her breath away, Matt moved to Kathy and put his arm around her waist.

"So did Uncle Steve answer your questions, sweetie? Did you ask my mom why they all do this for me?" Matt used his free hand to casually stroke Kathy's toned abs beneath her halter, slowly working his fingers upwards towards her firm, round breasts.

The twenty-one year-old blonde, blue-eyed college senior couldn't keep her hands or her lips off of the young man's flesh. Every word he said, every time his fingers moved across her, her pulse increased and her breathing got shallower. "They told me so much, Matt...they got me so hot waiting for you...your mom...she told me...if..." Kathy moaned as Matt pinched her pale pink nipples, " unnnggghhh... Matty...it feels so good, baby...she said if you fuck me once, I'll be yours forever." 

Matt plunged his tongue deep into Kathy's hungry mouth as his hand moved down her trim torso. His long fingers worked their way under the top of her jeans and into her little panties, feeling her wetness seeping into the cotton.

"You wanna know why they do it? Why they're my sluts, Kathy? Give me your hand, honey...let me show you." Matt took her by the wrist and plunged her delicate hand past the waistband of his jeans until she felt the reality of him with her fingers. 

"Oh my goodness...you're so...God, Matty...I've never..." Kathy could hardly get the words out of her surprised mouth. Even soft, in his jeans, she couldn't get her fingers around his girth.

Laurie giggled from behind the startled blonde. "Honey, you have no idea when you say 'I never' about anything that boy says or does. If you never have before, you will sooner than you think." Laurie and Steven laughed gently at Kathy's reaction to their son's magnificent cock. Laurie looked at her boy. "Matt, honey...are you gonna do this?" Her eyes shifted back and forth between her handsome, sexy son and the All-American blonde proto-cheerleader that wanted to chain her life to his...to theirs...be a part of the dark desires that drove her family. Laurie looked at her boy and licked her lips in an unconscious show of her lust and desire.

Matt's mind was made up the minute he saw her. Like his father, he'd never truly been attracted to blonde women. Not that both father and son didn't appreciate them...heaven knows that there are too many hot, sexy blondes out there to conceive of. But both men always felt the allure of the darker, mysterious women to be stronger...more attuned to their particular tastes. But this particular blonde, she was something special. From their first moment together, Matt felt the heat rising off of her. Her intensely sexual physicality surpassed everything his parents and Uncle David had told him. "Oh man," he thought to himself, "I've got to have her...complete the set. I wonder what she's really in to..." 

"You know what, Mom," Matt pulled Kathy's hand out of his pants and gave her a quick kiss, "I think I've talked to everybody about this but Kathy." He slipped his long arm around her shoulders and drew her close. "Wanna go talk about this, Kath?" He drew her close and kissed her neck -- her flesh was burning.

"Yes, Matt...please talk to me -- tell me everything you want from me." Her lips moved franticly over his face; she had never felt desire like this before. This was like the first time she sucked her brother's cock, only this was a whole new level and she felt ready.

Matt walked by the large table and grabbed a joint and a lighter. He looked around the room and spotted his sister flirting on the couch with Kathy's big brother. He caught her eye and she whispered something to Andy before joining Matt and Kathy. She walked straight into her brother's arms and they kissed like they hadn't seen each other for days. Finally Matt stepped back and Lisa whispered in his ear, "I think I'm going to make it a very memorable fuck for Andy, baby. He's really nice." Then she moved immediately to embrace the hot, sexy blonde. Their lips closed on each other's and their tongues battled lovingly. Lisa let her hands drift all over Kathy's firm, athletic body. She felt Kathy's desire through her hot flesh and she knew her brother would find the perfect way to satisfy his newest slut.

Matt told Lisa to bring clean glasses, ice and bottles of water into the master bedroom, get it straightened up a little. Lisa did as requested and returned a few minutes later, telling him the room was ready. Matt told her if the door opened in about thirty minutes and they didn't come out, she should come in with Margie and Laurie and Brian. Dad and Andy could come if they wanted to as well. With that, Matt led Kathy into the room and shut the door behind them.

He strolled over to the bed and arranged some pillows against the massive headboard. He turned around and smiled at the beautiful young woman. "Relax, hon. Why don't you get comfortable...want me to turn the lights down a little?" 

Kathy walked into his arms, desire written all over her face. She reached up and slipped her left hand behind his neck and her right arm wrapped around his trim waist. She pulled him close and kissed him like a horny teenager. She was all hot and sweaty and her nipples stuck out of her shirt. "Why aren't you doing me already, huh, Matt?" He let her kiss continue -- she was a great kisser -- and then he pushed her away.

"Got plenty of time, Kath. Gotta relax and we have to talk a little first." Matt took a long sip of ice water and then lit the joint he'd brought into the room. He inhaled and then passed it to the frustrated blonde. He let Kathy take a couple hits while he sat down and rested against the pillow pile. He watched her athletic body move around the bed and climb up on the other side. Her halter top and low-slung jeans highlighted her erotic posturing, displaying the sexy, trim tummy down to just an inch above her creamy slit. She took one more hit as she slithered over the silky covers and handed him the joint. Matt put it out in the ashtray and handed her a glass of water. She took a small sip, handed it back and settled against the pillows in the crook of his arm.

"You are so beautiful, Kathy..." Matt's fingertips flipped up her little halter and exposed her breasts -- her nipples were a beautiful dark pink and they looked like oversized pencil erasers poking up from the light pink flesh of her areola. "Why do you want to do this, hon? Brian loves you...you know he'll give you anything he can. And if you need something...I don't know...dirtier...there's always your brother and his friends." Matt bent his head down and sucked her nipple between his lips.

Kathy moaned from deep in her gut as the young man, just a boy of eighteen, really... seemed to find just the right thing to do, at just the right time, to bind her even closer to him. "It's you I want, Matt. I love Brian -- I do! We all know that." Matt let his teeth slide past his lips to take hold of the thick, rubbery flesh. "Uuunnnggh! Fuck, Matt. That feels so good, baby..." Matt's skilled fingers popped the button over the tiny zipper in the front of her jeans. "And you know, after all this time, that I love sleeping with my big brother because I love him. And it's fun to be dirty with him and his friends...but that's it -- that's the problem." Matt was exploring her smooth flesh with his fingertips. She had the same little puffy mound that his sister and his fiancée shared. "I want more than playing and having some fun." The sweet-faced all-American cover girl grabbed his hand and shoved his finders deep into her wet hole. "I want to get seriously bad, Matt -- David told me you were the one to get me there. He told me...oh fuck..." she felt his long fingers work there way under her pussy and poke at her ass hole, "he said you would treat me like...unngg...he treats...Laurie."

Kathy exhaled loudly as Matt pulled his fingers out of her ass and eased the pressure on her hyper-extended nipple. He reached to his right and found the dope. He took a hit and then put it out without offering any to the young blonde at his side. He exhaled and then turned back to her.

"Sit up, Kathy...let's make sure." His voice changed subtly and he was now issuing commands, not making suggestions. Take my jeans off, baby. Make me feel good."

Matt leaned back into the pillows and let himself feel totally fucking GREAT! He watched the foxy blonde remove her top -- she really did have the same Perfect 10 tits that Lisa and Margie shared. When she pushed her tight jeans down her legs and kicked them off, she proved she was indeed as smooth as the rest of his sluts. He thought that if Margie and Lisa represented Penthouse and Playboy, then Kathy was Gallery's Girl Next Door.

Naked and wet, Kathy knelt over her young lover, her knees straddling his hips as she ducked her head to his chest and licked his sensitive nipples before sliding down his torso, drawing dirty designs in his flesh with the tip of her tongue. Her pulse rate quickened as she got closer to his hips...her tongue tracing the faint muscle pattern cutting lower on his torso until she had his jeans in her hands and she was pulling then slowly down his legs.

She had felt him earlier when he'd stuffed her hand down his pants but nothing could have prepared her for what she saw. Just as it affected his mother, his sister and his fiancée before her, Kathy fell in love immediately with his magnificently thick, long eighteen year-old cock. His jeans were well below his hips and she had still not uncovered his large, mushroom-shaped head. "Oh my God, Matt...you really are..." She started licking his shaft as she pulled his jeans with a greater sense of urgency. When his full length was finally released from the tight confines of the black denim, the totally overwhelmed girl could do nothing but take his cockhead between her full pink lips and feel it come alive on her tongue as his hot blood surged to his sex and started to fill him up. Before she knew it, his expanding organ filled all the available space between her lips. She let him slide out and then finished pulling his jeans all the way off.

Kathy hopped back up next to the beautiful young man. "Matty, I've never seen anyone as big as you." She sounded awe-struck as she cradled his heavy sac in her small hand. "Will you be patient with me while I learn how to please you?" Her other hand was stroking his thick shaft, moving slowly from base to tip. When a drop of pre-cum appeared she bent over without thinking and licked the sweet fluid into her mouth. Then she dropped her mouth over his thick cock-head and using her tongue to keep him slick, she worked him through her mouth and into her relaxed throat. Matt could feel his cock going deep into her and he instantly recognized the "swallowing" technique as his mom's.

Letting her swallow his cock for a minute of two, Matt took another hit and relaxed against the headboard, enjoying the exquisite blowjob Kathy was giving him. After he exhaled, he drew her back up so they could talk. The sexy little blonde curled her body into his...she was the same size and shape as Lisa and Margie and she fit into him just as comfortably. He leaned down and they kissed like excited teenagers for a minute. "My mom taught you how to do that, didn't she?" he asked her while his fingers explored her.

"Mmmm hmmm," she moaned affirmatively into Matt's neck. "She showed me how on Brian and your dad. It was so much fun learning." Kathy giggled as Matt's fingertip found the puckered bud of her anus. "When she told me to get a foot-long jelly dildo to practice on, I thought she was kidding. I'm glad I listened to her Matty." She gasped as Matt buried his middle finger in her ass and started fucking her with it.




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He sucked her dark pink nipple into his mouth and started flicking it with the tip of his tongue and Kathy could only moan and groan as he added another finger to her anal invasion. With a pop! her distended nipple flew out of his mouth. "You really wanna be my slut?"

"Oh God...yessss," she hissed back at him. Kathy threw her ass back on his stiff fingers while groaning in anticipation.

"Did they tell you what it really means? What you will have to do?" Again, Kathy moaned her affirmation. "Tell me what they told you." Matt took his fingers out of her back door and held them up to her mouth. "I shouldn't have to tell you what to do..." Matt spoke in his command voice and looked on quite satisfied as Kathy sucked them into her mouth.

"Laurie told me," Kathy's breathing was rushed and shallow and her voice was breaking as she spoke, "that one night David gave her to a bunch of teenagers on the beach...after they used her, she said, they told her they knew you...knew she was your mom...she was so humiliated that she came and came so hard, Matt...she said they pissed all over her and one boy...made her...drink from his cock." Her skin was vibrating as she repeated her earlier conversation with his mother and father. The young girl climaxed when they told her the story and she climaxed again with the re-telling.

When she had calmed down enough to maintain a little control, Matt drew her back into his long arms and kissed her warmly and passionately. "God," he thought to himself, "Uncle David was right...I am gonna fall in love with her, too!" He looked deep into her corn-flower blue eyes. "Are you going to do that, Kathy? Are you going to do worse than that?" 

Her eyes became glaring slits of lust. "Tell me what you want, Matty...I know the words they all said...anything...anytime...anywhere...with anyone you say."

"It's not what I want that's important, baby...it's what you're gonna want...again and again. What did my momma tell you about fucking me, Kathy? What did she say?"

"It's why they all do it, isn't it, Matt?" The hot young blonde was overwhelmed by the sex in the air...the musk from his cock and balls was making her crazy with desire. "They'll all do anything...to keep fucking you...to keep you happy so you will give them what they want forever." Kathy kissed him with every ounce of passion and emotion in her perfect young body. Hard, excited nipples popped out from her firm, shapely tits. Her fingers found his thick, pulsating shaft and she pressed him hard against her flat belly, the moisture seeping out of her quivering cunt. "Fuck me, Matt...please? I swear to you...there is nothing that I won't do for you... willingly." Her eyes caught him totally open and exposed. "Is there room for you to love one more, Matthew?"

Among all the different feelings and emotions that swirled through the young man's head as he stared into those hypnotic eyes was relief that his cousin was cool with everything. There was no way he could have resisted her 'innocent' sexuality a moment longer. He moved the naked, blonde cheerleader onto her back, her knees spread and drawn up. When he lifted her hips to slide a big, fluffy pillow under her ass, it left her moist, pink labia spread and glistening like an exotic orchid.

Matt took his long, fat prick in his hand and rubbed it back and forth through Kathy's lubricated slit. Every time his cockhead moved across her dark pink clitoral hood, she shivered uncontrollably and her breathing almost stopped. He moved closer, bringing his large, mushroom-shaped head to her and then spread her lips with the fingers of his other hand. Electricity passed through her flesh, rippling across her and making her nipples stand tall and thick with desire and anticipation. 

Matt hovered over the eager young girl, his cockhead already an inch inside her hole. His long, meaty shaft was almost perpendicular to her tight, shaved pussy and he was ready to shove it completely into her. Sweat coated his skin as he held himself above her. "Last chance, Kath...tell me, baby."

Her face was too sweet, too Midwestern dairy-farmer's daughter - the contrast between her physical appearance and the dark lust that drove her was the key for Matt...it was that one thing that drove him over the edge in his desire for the blonde beauty.

"Fuck me, Matt." Her voice was a deep, smoky whisper and it sent shivers up his spine. "I'll do it all for you, baby...any time...any place...I'll be your slut, Matty...anything you want." She felt his cock start to take possession of her slick love tunnel. He pushed six inches of hard meat into her. "Uuunnnggh!" she moaned as deeply as she whispered earlier. "Christ...so huge...splitting me in half, baby...uhhHHH...easy, ahhh...that's it, hon..." Matt slid his whole hog into her swiftly accommodating cunt and as soon as he touched bottom, he withdrew back to her sweet lips and then filled her completely once again. "Ohhhhh fuck, Matty. Anytime...God...fuck me deep, baby...ahhh...so good." 

Matt was beyond rational thought -- his hips moved instinctually to unknown rhythms as he claimed every inch of the deepest pussy he had ever been in. That Kathy was occupied whispering insanely dirty things in his ear...sounding exactly like Janis Joplin after a concert...only added to the surreal quality of their first fuck. "Stay in me, baby," she whispered with the gravel-like quality that made his flesh vibrate, "let your newest slut fuck you for a minute." Like the athlete she was, she wrapped her legs around his back and held him tight against her scalding flesh.

On her back, her blonde hair falling around her Cover Girl face, Kathy looked like a fallen angel with her knees drawn up and spread wide to allow maximum penetration. And that is what she got as her fiancé's younger cousin's magnificent organ occupied every cubic inch of her from her stretched labia to her womb. Matt was oblivious to everything around him as he felt her go to work on his cock. He shuddered from his prickling scalp down to his tingling toes as her vaginal muscles closed around him in a front-to-back rippling motion...like his mom's best blow-job 'swallowing' techniques.

Once again, he heard the whiskey and drug-laden voice of the dead blues singer in his ear. "I've never done this for your cousin," she whispered as her teeth nipped at his earlobe in time to her 'swallowing' pussy, "I only did it for a minute to my brother...just to see his reaction. He keeps asking for it, baby...but you own this pussy now, don't you?" Kathy buried her face in his neck as she felt his huge cock swell even larger within her and begin to pulsate in time with his heartbeat. "From now on, it's only for you, Master." Between the final smoky whisper and her accelerated muscle contractions, Matt was as lost as Alice was down the rabbit hole.

"OHHHHHHH FUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"ONLY FOR MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Lisa almost bit down on her cousin's cock-head when she heard the scream, along with the others who had all drifted over between the bar the Master Bedroom. Instead, she let him slide out from between her soft lips and joined her mother by the door. At the same time, Margie lifted herself off of Andy's very friendly cock. He seemed to be able to get hard with just a crook of her finger...amazing! All eyes in the room were on her as she slithered her perfect golden-skinned body over to join her sister-sluts in time to hear the full measure of their Master's pleasure. Then Steven wrapped a supportive arm around his nephew's shoulder. 

He caressed Brian's hard cock and soft balls gently as they listened along with the others to one's son lay claim to the other's young, beautiful fiancée. Steven hugged Brian close as Matt's primal scream crashed through the closed door. He felt the pulse in his young nephew's cock and dropping to his knees, he took Brian in his mouth. Knowing his nephew was so much like himself, Steven knew he was visualizing his fiancée getting well and truly fucked as the young man's balls contracted and he shot his load down his uncle's accommodating throat.

That scream seemed to galvanize the small crowd outside the bedroom doors...the three naked and highly aroused women opened the door and made their way to the extra-large bed and the three men followed behind them. What greeted them was, to their eyes, completely mind-boggling. Matt was sitting up against the headboard, grinning from ear to ear as he lit the remains of the joint in the ashtray. His legs stretched lazily out in front of him, crossed casually at the ankles, and his long, fat semi-hard cock flopped across his thigh. Next to him, Kathy lay on her back, spread-eagled and eyes closed.

Laurie was the first to land next to her son. "Matt?" she asked rather tentatively, "Is everything okay, honey?" 

Matt looked at her and exhaled the smoke. The grin was back and he giggled as he answered his mother. "I think she passed out, Mom...it was really...man, Dad...I mean it was one dynamite fuck." He grinned and took another hit...his legend growing in his own mind again. He nodded at Lisa and Margie. "You two...get up here and wake her up. We've got two more holes to go before we're done here. Mother," he looked back to his awe-struck first love, "please get me something to eat and drink -- I'm fucking starved."

Kathy was slowly coming to as the girls kissed and massaged her gently back to consciousness. Her moans were almost musical in response to Lisa's and Margie's lips and fingers as they played over her moist flesh, still flushed deep pink from her last climax.

Matt passed the joint over to his cousin who was leaning against the end table by the bed. "Brian," he said with nothing but love and respect, "you have an awesome woman here. You are one very lucky man, cuz." Matt held out his hand and Brian came over to the bed and gripped it warmly. "Thanks, Brian," Matt said softly, "you're as close to me as a brother ever could be. I love you both."

Brian, who had been smoking a lot of the good stuff, just stood there wide-eyed and open-mouthed staring at his younger cousin. Then he looked around until he found Andy on the other side of the bed. "Dude," he said to his future brother, "he fucked your sister til she fuckin' passed out...dude...have you ever?" He turned and found his aunt and his uncle looking at him with some concern. Brian 'unfroze' his face and laughed normally. "I'm fine...really. It's just that...well I know everything you guys told me about him...and my dad told me that my little cuz was really something, too...but I mean come on, people...til she passed out?" He slapped Matt on the shoulder. "You am da Man, cuz!"

Brian moved across to the other side and crawled up on the bed, urging his hot, naked cousin and her Chinese twin out of the way. He cuddled up to his fiancée and kissed her gently. "I can't believe how beautiful you are, baby," he whispered in her ear. "I love you more and more every day...I can't wait to marry you." 

Kathy looked deep into his eyes and saw nothing but his love and she kissed him back. "I can't wait either, Bri..." she spoke softly, but everyone heard. "I can't believe how much I love you and everyone in your family." They kissed quickly again and then she said, "But this isn't the time, hon...my new Master is waiting for me." Brian looked across and saw Matt smiling patiently. His faced got a little red as he realized he was out of place and without another word, he backed up off the bed and walked back around to his cousin's side. He took a drag off the joint Matt offered him.

Matt spoke softly, pleasantly, as he addressed his cousin, "Bri...you don't have to stay in the room...it's gonna be a little while longer and it's gonna get more intense." He took the joint back and inhaled again. "It's ok if you want to...I just wanted to..."

"It's cool, cuz," Brian replied. "It's what she wants...I wanna watch your magic up close and personal," he laughed softly and his eyes drifted down towards Matt's thick cock. He saw it jerk up and he looked up quickly to find his cousin smiling at him and he found his hand moving, slowly grasping his cousin's thickening shaft. Brian could feel his heart beat through Matt's cock. He fell slowly to his knees and began to lick his cousin's engorged organ from bottom to top with wide, thick strokes of his broad tongue. For just a second, he sucked the spongy head between his lips. Then he stood up again and while still holding his big dick, he whispered into Matt's ear. "In case you didn't know, I want this in me this weekend, too, cuz."

Matt smiled and nodded back. Then he handed Brian the joint and waited for his mother to give him the nourishment he required to complete his initiation rites with the sexy little blonde on the bed. Laurie appeared a moment later with a sampling of her son's favorites and a glass of ice water for him as well. After a few bites and a long sip, Matt leaned down and kissed his mother the way most boys only dream of kissing theirs. "Thanks, Mom," he said with a warm smile. "I have a treat for you, too, in just a little while."

Margie happened to take her lips off of Kathy's rubbery nipple and glance towards Matt while Brian was on his knees in front of him. She got Lisa's and Kathy's attention and all three grew even more moist as they watched Brian licking the full length of their young Master's thick shaft. When Matt's mushroom-shaped cockhead disappeared between Brian's lips, Kathy started to moan. Margie reached down and found Kathy's clit and started to circle it gently with her fingertips. Margie put her lips over the blonde girl's and just before they kissed deep and hard, Margie whispered, "Everybody loves his cock, baby...now you can share him with us, too, love." Kathy flushed deeply at the words the exotic and sexy Chinese beauty murmured in her ear. She couldn't wait to share everything with her sexy new sisters and, of course, Laurie and Uncle Steve. The ultimate Girl Next Door came again as Lisa made love to her breast while she and Margie french-kissed their way through the light show taking place behind Kathy's eyelids.

Finished with his snack and full of renewed energy, Matt climbed back up on the bed and put himself between Kathy's spread legs. The kind smile was gone from his face and his voice had that certain quality to it and the girls all felt a chill when he spoke again. 

"Tell me, Kathy," he paused and looked around the bed and then around the room, "in front of your brother and your fiancé, what you will do for me..." he paused again and looked deep in her eyes -- he had to make sure one final time -- and he saw her complete and unconditional acceptance, "...and why."

Because she knew he loved it from the first moment earlier, Kathy returned his deep gaze and in the smoky, cracked whisper of the dead blues singer, she said, "I will do anything you want, Master, with anyone...anytime...any place." And even while she kept her eyes locked on his, she felt the stares of everyone else in the room burning her flesh. Her skin was vibrating and her nipples were so big and hard they ached. Her breathing was getting quick and shallow and she thought she could hear her heart beating outside her chest. 

She broke her eyes away and scanned the room until she found Brian, staring at her with eyes wide open and jaw on the ground. Speaking to Matt in that same eerily sexy voice, but this time looking her fiancé directly in the eye she said, "And like your mother...your sister...and your fiancée...I will do it willingly for you...it's the only way you will keep fucking me." Her head moved back and forth between Matt and Brian and again she looked directly at her fiancé when she said, "I would do anything, Master, to keep your cock in me." Margie and Lisa would tell Matt later that her skin was sizzling and popping like bacon in a frying pan as she declared herself to be his.

"To make you like the others, I need to mark you, Kathy, for each hole where I leave my cum in you. First, I've made your pussy mine so it's time for the first mark." Matt bent over the small girl, taking her left breast in his hands. He squeezed her until the hot, pink flesh was stretched tight above her swollen and erect nipple. With a quick nip, his sharp teeth barely broke the surface above her aureole causing Kathy to stifle a sharp cry that mixed her pain and her pleasure. Matt lifted up and looked at Lisa, still kneeling next to Kathy's left side. He nodded at his older sister and she took his place over the young blonde's breast. She licked and sucked the small amount of blood that appeared on her beautiful tit-flesh. Matt turned to his cousin. "You'll remember this when you see her tits up close, cuz...this is for you, too."

Behind closed eyes, the young blonde all-American beauty was flying through her own universe faster than ever before. She had an small orgasmic response when Matt said he'd 'made her pussy his'. She had another when she felt his teeth and lips graze across her hyper-sensitive nipple. When his teeth pierced her skin, even so minutely, her cunt exploded and the fireworks started behind her eyes; Lisa's continued ministrations only prolonged the experience and Kathy's moans and groans stirred cocks and moistened pussies all over the room.

Matt fell back onto the bed, his back resting against the pile of pillows in front of the headboard. He plucked a joint out of the ashtray near the bed, lit it and took a long drag as Margie repositioned herself and snuggled against her fiancé's long, lean body. She whispered softly to him. "Master, can I ask a favor? Please?" He exhaled and nodded at his stunning girlfriend. Margie turned red and giggled as she put her mouth close to his ear. "Can you save enough for Lisa and me, honey? We need you again, my love."

The luckiest eighteen year-old boy in the world looked at his future wife laying next to the perfect blonde with the Cover Girl face and cheerleader body who was stretched out next to his sister Lisa's tanned flesh with the pale triangles highlighting her Perfect 10 tits and her shaven mound. He could only laugh softly to himself as he kissed his China Doll. "Yes, my love...my little slut...you and my sister will be my last fuck tonight, I promise." He kissed her again, his tongue exploring her mouth as though it was their first time together...all of his sluts thought that was one of the hottest things about him -- as great as he was at fucking them, they all loved just making out with him as well.

But it was time to start the second stage of Kathy's becoming. He moved Margie away from her side and motioned Lisa away from her other side. When space was cleared, Matt straddled her trim torso, his knees sinking into the mattress leaving his long, thick cock resting in the valley between her perfect tits.

Kathy was still vibrating, hardly having come down from her last climax. The matching dark-haired nymphs kept her on the edge with their constant attention to her hard pink nipples and her soft pink labia. Their fingers and tongues didn't stop for a minute and she was feeling the burn deep in her cunt...feeling it spread outward through her ultra-sensitive flesh. When the musky scent coming from his cock and balls wafted up to her incredibly cute button nose, her heart started beating faster than ever. She couldn't wait to be used again by her new Master...used hard. 

Matt looked down into her burning blue eyes and recognized the lust driving the hot, sexy blonde. Perhaps, in time, he would expand her training to cultivate the dom he saw lurking in the back of her eyes. But in the meantime, she was too cute and too hot to think about anything but giving her another taste of his cum. He reached down and grabbed both of her tits, rubbing them over his hardening man-meat. He started pinching and pulling her nipples as he massaged his organ with her firm tit-flesh. When Kathy started to whimper with each tug of her rubbery pink tips, the young boy straddling her started to speak softly and she struggled to hear every word.




Matt & Lisa at School Ch. 06b



"Tell me again...what do you want, Kathy? What will you do to be my slut?" There was a smile on his face, but it held none of the warmth she saw earlier. It made her cunt flood.

"Anything you want, Master." She had sensed his reaction to her hoarse, bluesy voice before and she had already told herself that was all he would ever hear from her in bed. "Anytime...anywhere...with anyone you tell me to."

"Fuck," Matt thought to himself, "I'd marry her just for that voice." He looked down and saw the effect she had on his thick ten inches. Then his eyes met hers. "My mother taught you how to suck cock, but you won't need those lessons now, slut." He let go of her sore, abused nipples -- the sudden release hurt her almost as much as the pinching -- and with his left hand he grabbed a handful of her silky blonde hair. He felt behind himself with his right hand until he found her wet, over-heated pussy. He wet his fingers inside her steamy cave and then with his ring finger poised over her puckered butthole and his middle finger over her cunt hole, he slid his fingers inside and gripped her like a bowling ball with his thumb on her clit. "Sometimes, you're just a hole for someone to cum in."

She didn't know if it was the flat tone of his voice or the words that he spoke, but the effect on her was immediate and overwhelming. She was right back on the edge of her climax and being finger-fucked in the ass and pussy only increased her pleasure. Before she could even begin to respond, she felt him rise up off her chest and he gripped harder on her hair.

He brought her face up to meet his cock and her mouth opened wide in anticipation. Without warning, he pushed his hips forward and pulled her face closer until she gagged on the mushroom-shaped head of his cock in the back of her mouth.

"Use your tongue...keep it moving around the bottom." Kathy was grunting and groaning as he kept himself buried in her sweet mouth. "Breathe through your nose, slut." Holding her head in place with a tight grip on her hair, he started moving in and out, fucking her face in time with his fingers fucking her ass and cunt.

Kathy was transported to another place as she felt him violate her body over and over again. She concentrated first on the burning sensation of her stretched anus. "God, it hurts with a finger," she almost swooned as she thought to herself, "what will his cock do to me?" The light show started on the back of her eyelids again as she imagined the pain mixed with pleasure a great ass-fuck would bring her. Then she recognized the pleasure his middle finger and thumb were giving her -- her clit was absolutely electric and his long finger was massaging her G-spot just perfectly - and the sensations spread in outward circles from her inner core all the way to her fingers and toes.

"Glurph! Unghh! Arghh!" She gagged each time he shoved his thick cock-head into the back of her mouth. Using her silky blonde hair, he tilted her face up so she was looking into his ice-blue eyes. "I suppose most guys say they're sorry" he said, his voice as flat as his eyes, "when they make you gag." He held her face against him, making her choke on his length. "They're lying -- they love it." He eased off, allowing her to catch her breath, leaving only his head between her soft lips. And as soon as she relaxed, Matt started in again, moving like a piston in all three holes until he felt the cum starting to bubble up in his balls and head for release. He pulled his fingers out of her and with both hands he held her head next to him as he shot twice into her throat. He pulled back, leaving the soft underside of his cock-head resting on her puffy lower lip and he let go one last blast of his creamy boy-cum to coat her tongue with his own unique taste. As the taste exploded in her mouth, Kathy was seeing stars again.

Matt pulled her back towards the middle of the bed and then pushed the tingling young beauty on to her back. Still straddling her perfect form, he backed up so he could see all of her naked splendor. He knew that soon he would have her lined up next to Lisa, Margie and Laurie and he would spend hours fucking them all. But now, this moment, all he felt was an uncontrollable lust for this blonde, sexy coed with the hot, wet, pink cunt. He lifted her ass up until her pussy was winking at the heavens and then he bent over and covered her sex with his mouth, sucking and licking and oh-so-gently chewing her nether lips until his long tongue coaxed the sweet nectar from her climax into his hungry mouth.

Kathy was completely lost within herself as her Master's tongue manipulated her mind through her hyper-sensitive pussy. She felt small seismic events throughout her body as her orgasm seemed to stretch from pleasure to madness. She was barely aware that he had laid her back down again and only the sharp, sudden pain at her right breast was enough to bring her back into the moment. 

Wide-eyed and stifling a little scream, Kathy raised herself up on her elbows to see her new love pulling his head back...letting her see the tiny tear in her otherwise flawless flesh and the blood starting to seep from his bite. Once again, as though he threw a switch, her cunt started to vibrate, sending electric shocks along every nerve in her body. And as he backed off, Margie leaned over her blonde slut-sister's tit and sucked at the small cut, cleaning the wound with her soft tongue. When she swiped Kathy's extended nipple, the poor blonde moaned. When Lisa bent over her other side and caught Kathy's other nipple between her teeth, it was too much for the newest slut and she came once again.

The girls continued their oral assault on their new compatriot as Matt fell backwards across the large bed. Laurie was next to him immediately, kissing and caressing her boy so gently, so lovingly. "Steven," she said to her husband, "hand me a lit joint and get me a cool washcloth." She held her hand out, not taking her eyes off of Matt's face. When she felt the thin tube in her fingers, she brought it to her son, her Master. "Here, honey... relax...let me make you feel better." Her sweet voice in his ear was as soothing as the cool cloth that she used to wipe his forehead and cool the back of his neck. After a few deep hits of the potent weed, Matt felt completely refreshed and anxious to finish the induction ceremony.

Laying on his side across the bottom of the bed, his head propped up as he leaned on an elbow, he looked across to find his cousin's eyes and silently motioned him over. He handed the joint to Brian as he got close and watched as he took a deep drag and then handed it over to his beautiful, naked aunt. She took it and gave her favorite nephew a deep, sexy kiss in return; she'd sensed what was coming.

Matt had moved to his back; he was propped up, leaning back on both elbows. As Brian disengaged from Laurie, he looked back at his younger cousin; anticipation (and his aunt's tongue) had his cock standing erect and his flesh buzzing with excitement. The eighteen year-old Master looked deep into Brian's eyes as he spoke to his cousin's fiancée.

"You've been marked twice, Kathy. Ready for number three?" His voice sounded light and conversational, but it was pitched for total control and it was better than a lie detector in getting truthful answers. 

Kathy shivered as her new sisters continued their sensual assault on her sensitized skin. "Yes, Master," she moaned with her hoarse, bluesy voice.

"We can stop now," the lean young man teased her, "your choice, baby." He held his thick cock in his hand so she could see it and he started to stroke it slowly from base to crown. Kathy groaned as it grew in front of her eyes -- she wanted him so badly her cunt burned and her nipples were trying to explode.

"Please, Matty," she was whimpering, "I'll do anything you want me to, baby... anywhere...anytime...with any one you want me to. I promise, Master."

"You tell me this in front of your fiancé?" Matt's voice was getting deeper and everyone in the room was now involved. "You seem very sure." He looked back and forth between the engaged couple. "And he agrees?"

"Completely, Master." If he let himself, Matt was sure he could cum just listening to her voice. He had to talk to his dad about training her...later. "Because he loves me completely."

Now Matt kept his eyes on Brian as he spoke to the hot little blonde. "That's good, baby -very good. So you can tell him to make me completely hard and wet so I can take your ass in front of him."

Gasps and moans came from all over the room -- every person there was affected by not only Matt's voice but by the total sensuality that permeated the atmosphere in the suite. 

Steven and Laurie were both remembering their first night with Brian and Kathy and her reaction to Steven sucking Brian's firm, young cock. 

Andy thought back to just a few minutes earlier (it seemed) when he had Brian's uncle's cock in his mouth. He was surprised to find he was truly disappointed that he didn't finish the blowjob...maybe later.

Lisa and Margie were both so turned on by the whole evening anyway, the thought of two really good looking young men together only added fuel to their fire.

The all- American blonde cheerleader, naked and sweating, looked over the heads of the two girls licking her tits and fingering her pussy. With everything she could put into that outstanding voice, she looked at her beloved straight in his eyes and said, "Brian, if you truly love me...if you really want to marry me...show me, baby -- show us all. Suck his big cock, honey...lick his balls...make him hard and wet so he can fuck my ass." It was as if everyone's heart was beating at the same rate...everyone's breath was in time with the others'. "Now, baby."

The tall, handsome red-head made a quick turn to grab a glass of water. His mouth had gone completely dry as Matt and Kathy heated up the room. Swallowing quickly he crawled up o the bed between his cousin's spread legs. He held Matt's cock upright in one hand and cradled his swollen sac with the other. Slowly, he started to lick the thick, vein-covered shaft from bottom to top. Knowing what he liked himself, he sucked and licked the same areas that were the most sensitive on his own organs. When he could feel Matt's skin start to throb, he opened his mouth wide and slipped it over the erect tool, sucking the head gently between his lips.

Brian was totally into the pleasure he was giving and receiving as he serviced his cousin on his fiancée's behalf. His tongue found the piss-slit and he worked all of the pre-cum he could find on to his tongue. Within minutes, he was slurping and slobbering all over Matt's fully erect fuck-pole. When he was able to slip the large head into his throat and actually swallow, his own cock started leaking pre-cum in a steady stream. Matt finally pulled his cock away before Brian's enthusiastic suck job got him too excited to finish what he had started with Kathy. He was just about ready to complete his task when he had a brilliant idea about how to bind the whole family even closer together by including them in the final part of the ceremony.

There would be no secrets from each other if this arrangement was to survive into the future, and the first one Matt was going to give up was Kathy's. "Margie...Lisa, turn her over...on her knees and face in a pillow." Wordlessly they followed his instructions as everyone inched closer to the action, still breathing in unison as the temperature in the room kept rising. Kathy would have sworn her heart was beating outside her chest and the blood pumping through her was all she could hear as the twin beauties flipped her over and positioned her with her ass up high and her knees spread wide.

Matt got to his knees and moved close to Kathy's up-turned rear end. She was moaning as the girls stroked her steamy hot flesh all over. Matt looked at the beautiful form in front of him and started to stroke her cheeks with his long fingers. His cool, gentle touch was making Kathy shiver in delight and she was crawling with goose bumps. Matt looked around until he found Andy -- eyes wide open and breathing fast and shallow.

"Andy," he said softly, his voiced still pitched as before, "do you know what your sister wanted from you?" He smiled gently, "Besides your cock?"

Andy felt all eyes on him and flushed red under the scrutiny of everyone's stare. He nodded slowly. "She...she asked me...once. I just couldn't...I...couldn't do what..." 

SMACK!!!

"OHHH!!! Unghhh!!!" Kathy stifled the small scream with the soft pillow when without warning, Matt's hand landed flat and hard on her up-turned ass. The sudden burning caused her pussy to gush and her nipples to throb in anticipation of more.

The others in the room did nothing to stifle their own moans and groans as each reacted to the slapping sound of flesh on flesh.

"Was that it, Andy? Was that what she wanted?" Andy moaned as he nodded again. But this time, Matt knew, he would give his younger sister what she craved. "Come here, Andy," Matt motioned his older look-alike closer. "Please help me with your sister...do what I say. Okay?" There was no way Andy could have refused him.

"Stick your finger into her pussy, dude...make it nice and wet." Andy made sure they all heard the sloshing sound as he finger-fucked his younger sister.   Kathy was riding the edge of one of her biggest orgasms ever. Naked, bent over and totally exposed, she felt like the biggest slut of all time and she thrilled with the feeling. And now, with Matt making her brother abuse her, she didn't know how it could get any better. She would find out soon enough.

"Good," Matt continued, "now take it out and stick it up her cute little ass." Andy looked up a little hesitantly. "Now, Andy...do it hard and fast." Compelled by Matt's voice, Andy did as he was instructed and jammed his finger up his sister's tiny butthole. Everyone in the room but Matt groaned as his finger popped through her tightly clenched sphincter and shot up her anal chute. "Rub it around, man...stretch her out for me." And again, Andy did as he was told while Kathy continued moaning and groaning into the bedding.

"One more thing, Andy...do one more thing for your sister." Matt spoke softly, but made no attempt to keep his words from Kathy. "When I tell you to, as fast as you can, pull your finger out of her asshole and spank her as hard as I did."

Kathy groaned as she heard him speak...his words re-creating her fantasy so perfectly that she started to climax before her brother even moved. She couldn't see Matt nod silently at Andy, but she certainly felt his finger pull out of her with a pop! and then 

SMACK!!!

He landed flat across the smooth, firm flesh of her ass cheek hard enough to leave a bright red imprint of his hand and to cause a tear to run out of her eye as she sobbed into her pillow.

"Brian," Matt turned his attention back to his cousin, "get back up here." He guided Andy away to make room for Kathy's fiancé. "You saw what he did...now you, cuz. Finger in her cunt...then up..."

"I saw, cuz...I know what to do." Brian's voice was raw with emotion and unconstrained lust. He moved close to the bent-over blonde and repeated the actions Andy had just finished. 

SMACK!!!

Kathy was cumming continuously as she realized what her Master was doing. Her sobs did nothing to stop him as she heard him tell Uncle Steven to take his turn.

SMACK!!!

Both cheeks were bright red as they alternated from one to the other, each taking their turn.

SMACK!!! SMACK!!!

Flanking her like bookends, Lisa and Margie did their duty together, as was their usual style, fingering Kathy's pussy and her asshole at the same time, stretching her wide for the imminent intrusion. And then together, of course, spanking her tender ass flesh as hard as they could...knowing that their sister-in-arms was cumming harder than ever.

Kathy felt two new fingers in her cunt...soft, feminine strokes were setting her pussy on fire and then she felt them in her anus, stretching and stroking and opening her wide for what was to come when Laurie leaned down and whispered in her ear. "I told you he was special, didn't I?" The young blonde let the older woman's words take her back over the top -- Laurie felt Kathy's sphincter clutching around her probing fingers as her continuous climax racked her body once more. 

Close to passing out from the intensity of her pain-induced pleasure, the orgasmic coed didn't see Lisa and Margie get whispered instructions from Matt and then each grab some ice from the silver bucket that Steven held out to them. Instead, she was concentrating on Laurie...waiting and then feeling the pop! as the long fingers vacated her cute ass. And knowing the routine, Kathy braced herself for the hand-slap that would send the burning pleasure along all her frazzled nerves one more time. But to her great surprise,

"AAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

She screamed her insane orgasm into her pillow as waves of electric pain and hyper-intense sex radiated through her skin and along every neural path expanding outward from her perfectly shaped, bright red ass as her slut-sisters rubbed her abused ass-cheeks with smooth pieces of ice. And when she thought she was truly loosing her mind to her lust-driven passions, the all-American fresh-faced blonde cheerleader felt Matt grab a handful of her hair and jerk her head back. He was whispering in her ear as her climax rolled over her again and again. "One last chance, Kathy...tell me what you'll do...or tell me to stop. Your choice..."

She felt his mushroom-shaped cockhead push up gently against her sore, gaping asshole. "Oh, God," she thought to herself, "too big...much too big...split me in half..." But there was no way she could give this up, not now -- not ever.  

"Any...thing you...want, Master," it was so hard to get the words out of her mouth as he tugged back on her hair. "Any...time...place..." she was choking as he drew back harder, causing her back to arch and her sphincter to slip over his cockhead and trap his first few inches just inside, "unnnghh...so big, Matty...OH!!!" She screamed, almost silently, as he slid just two more inches of his massive fuck-stick into her bowels. 

"And?" he whispered the final part of the question. 

"Any...anyone you...tell me to...UNNNNNGGGGHH!!!...OH!!...uhhHHH!!" Matt released her hair and Kathy fell face-down onto the soft pillows, screaming her pleasure as Matt's huge erection filled her anal canal -- the heat of his meat thrilling her to the core. She was only faintly aware of his hands on her hips as he started fucking his huge prick into her faster and faster. The burning desire deep in her inflamed cunt burst into a fireworks of pain and pleasure that consumed her pussy and her throbbing clit, her ass and her swollen nipples. And when she felt his thick, hot crème splash deep in her bowels, the electric rush that flew over her skin finally took her deep into a relaxing sleep.

Matt held her hips gently as he pulled away slowly, letting his softening cock fall out her, covered in his own frothy crème, as he laid her gently on the bed. Again, it was his loving mother who attended to him immediately with a soft, warm washcloth and a dry fluffy towel. When he was clean, she sucked her boy's cock between her soft lips, loving the musky taste of his eighteen years.

Around them, everyone else was starting to come alive...all having been temporarily stunned by the performance in front of them. Brian looked at his sleeping fiancée and then back at his younger cousin. Before he could say anything, Matt held his hand up.