5 comments/ 107121 views/ 6 favorites Much Taboo about Nothing Ch. 01 By: The_Darkness **This series will continue with lots of chapters to be added, so please check back for updates. Don't forget to vote, it makes all of the writers here at Literotica feel better our work!** * The quiet burg of Beaver Vale was beginning to bore me by my 19th year. I had graduated school and was working at the mill, making damn good money and just waiting to get the hell out of town. It wasn't all that bad. There was virtually no reported crime, almost no drugs, and very little violence in town. Everyone took care of their property and the town was a picturesque little nothing in the middle of nowhere. The only thing that couldn't be complained about was the scenery. Beaver Vale seems to have been blessed with an over-balance of hotties. The girls tended to be tall and lean, but they came in every shape and color. The quiet mountain town's good people took care of themselves and the women looked fantastic even into their 50's and beyond. Many a' dicks twitched and a few pussies watered during beach season; all those seemingly infinite acres of tanning flesh in skimpy clothing just drove us nuts. But, once you're around that for so long, you get used to it. Outsiders thought it was fantastic, and everyone feared that it would only be a matter of time before our peaceful town was over run by annual tourists. We had everything that drew tourists; a beautiful deep blue lake, a gorgeous forest, scenic views of the mountains, awesome sunsets, and "quaint" surroundings. What we didn't have was development, entertainment, promotion, or convenience. It was a 60 minute drive to anything resembling a mall, and buy food at anything other than Carver's Grocery was like spending a weekend in Heaven. Like I said. Boring. Boring as Hell. I wanted to get to the city and strike out on my own, but the money I made in the foundry at the mill was just too much to pass up. It took a hell of a lot to turn my mind around about this place, and when it turned, I couldn't imagine leaving and going anywhere else. I was still living at my folk's place. I was in the process of finding a house on the other side of the lake, and one was coming up on the market soon, so it was just a matter of time. My baby sisters were graduating high school this year. Mom and Dad evidently couldn't wait to get back in the saddle after I was born and 10 months later, the twins, Angela and Amanda, were born. Both of them looked like Mom instead of like Dad, and there was even some debate over if they were actually Dad's at all. That never went anywhere, but Mom still teases Dad about it every once in a while. I had just gotten out of the shower and was heading back to my room when I heard both of my sisters giggling in Manda's room. The door was cracked open and I peaked in as I went by. I saw both of them rolling around on the bed, naked as the day they were born, tickling each other. My dick was harder than the steel from the mill in a second. I kept walking, but I couldn't get the image of my 5'10" leggy sisters out of my mind; Angie's long curly crimson locks flying around as her head moved, Manda's short, sensible hair clinging close about her face. Two sets of identical B-cup tits capped with little pink nipples danced for that brief second, and the creamy flesh dotted with freckles was enough to give me masturbation material for a month; but what really got me was the crimson curtain of short hair. I managed to glimpse Angie's pussy through her slightly parted legs and her lips were bare, the hair seeming only to grow sparsely on their mounds. Thin as that was, the color was outstanding; both bushes as bright red as the hair on their head. I thought I heard the giggling stop for a moment after I walked by, but I was in a daze and my dick was sticking almost straight out of my towel. The fold on the side separated as I entered my room and I dropped it, my rigid 9 inches of man meat growing and standing straighter by the second. I grabbed a pair of jeans out of the closet and pulled them up. As I was stuffing myself inside, I heard a gasp and turned quickly to the door. It was open, but no one was there. "Must have been my imagination," I thought and zipped up. The front door closed as I picked a t-shirt out of the closet as well and I heard my mother's voice. "Kids! I know you're here, all the cars are parked all over the place!" "Yeah, we're here," I shouted back. Angie and Manda said the same a split second later. "Everyone was sent home early from the office today. Aaron, you don't have to go in, they're shutting the plant down for the day, too. Angie and Mandy, go get a job. You're out of school now and you need to start supporting yourselves!" "Yes, Mother," chimed my sisters simultaneously. "Why'd the shut the plant down for the day?" I asked and walked out to talk with my mother without yelling down the hallway at her. "They figured that you guys did enough; you met your quota for the week and have a good jump on next week, so they figured they'd give everyone a little present," Mom said, taking off her jacket. She wore a green cashmere sweater today. They kept the offices damn-near freezing to counteract the heat of the foundry. Even in the middle of winter those AC units were cranked. Mom hated it and she always wore her hair long to keep a little warmer and wore sweaters even in the heat of summer to combat the office temps. My sisters came down the hall, both of them wearing running sweats and apparently sports bras. Angie gave me a dirty look as she walked by, but that wasn't all that surprising. "Anyway, since I have a day, I'm going to take it and I'm going to go to Red Mound and get some shopping done," Mom said, walking to her room. The very mention of Red Mound made my softening cock twitch back to life for an instant as I thought of my sister's twin bushes. "I wonder if Mom's snatch is as red as her hair," I caught myself thinking. I must have blushed because all three of the girls gave me a questioning look for a second and I shook myself out of it. "You okay, sweetie?" Mom asked. I nodded and walked off for a drink of water. The girls talked with themselves for a second as Mom was changing into a t-shirt; more befitting clothing for the weather and traveling. Mom walked back through the kitchen as the last of the water drained from the glass. "Anyway, you kids behave. I should be back at suppertime." "Okay," all three of us said at the same time. Mom took off and my sisters were getting ready to go running, lacing up their shoes by the front door. "We're gonna go run," Manda said. "No shit?" I asked sarcastically and reached in the fridge for a beer. "Anyway, asshole, we'll be back in a while," she said. I looked at both of them and waved them away, but my eyes couldn't help but notice that Angie's pants had been hiked down just a bit more than they were before, exposing a little more flesh and a fair share of her sexy little hips. Another inch lower and she'd have been showing the top of her fiery fur. My cock throbbed as they turned to leave. The door slammed and I sighed heavily. I heard the back door close and the garage door open. Finally, Mom and the twins were gone. I probably had about an hour with nothing to do but be by myself and enjoy the solitude of a day off; God knew that would end as soon as the girls returned and then it was hours of hell with nowhere to go until Mom would get back. With the return of Mom always came the exodus of the bitches and my sisters turned all sweet and sugary. I plopped down on the couch and cracked my beer. I only had my first taste when the front door opened again. "Sweetie," Mom's voice rang before she made her appearance. "Yeah?" "Since you're not doing anything today, could you go over and mow the Dobbson's yard. Monika's been riding my ass something terrible about having it mowed, and I figured..." "Fuck," I sighed disgustedly. "Yeah, I'll mow their yard. Is anyone going to be home or is it going to be like last time and I'll be accused of going into their house and going through their shit?" I asked, taking a healthy swig of the beer. "Frank said something about being gone for the week, but I didn't hear anything definite. Just behave yourself and I'm sure everything will be just fine." "Yeah, yeah, I'll get to it before it gets too hot," I said. Mom leaned in against the door way and I caught her silhouette in the morning sun. Her legs flowed up into her ass, the heart shape moving into a slender, taught waist, her burgeoning bosom stood out on her chest like twin softballs, held in place by the finest of Victoria's Secret. My cock was at full attention. Even the thought of the word "twins" simply reminded me that my little sexpot sisters would be back in less than an hour. "Good boy," Mom purred. The door shut behind her and my free hand started massaging my swelling meat along my thigh. The TV started to blur and before I knew it I was walking down the street. It was pleasantly warm outside, and things were very quiet in the small mountain community; no cars, no playing children, no distractions. Normally I would have thought this odd, but this time I was thinking I was just damn lucky to have such a morning on a day off. I made it just to the corner of the block, taking in the spectacular horizon; a storm was building in the Northwest and the skies over the rest of the sky were brilliantly blue and free of clouds. I stopped here for only a moment, and then I was knocked off my feet by something from my right. I rolled over on the ground and looked at what knocked me over and it was my sister Manda, who was out of breath, stuck in a bush, and pissed off. "Watch where the fuck you're going, asshole!" she shouted. I pushed myself up and walked over to the bush that she landed in, holding out my hand. She batted it away. "I don't need you're fucking help," she snarled and rolled over on her back. I couldn't figure out why she did that until I noticed the bush moving. She spread her legs and our sister Angie crawled through the dense foliage. I noticed the ever-growing wet spot on Angie's running pants and Angie licked her lips as she got her shoulders through the plant, just under Manda's thighs. "What the fuck?" I said, mostly to myself. Angie giggled and grabbed both inner thighs of our sister's jogging pants and ripped them wide open, exposing her shaved snatch. "Don't look, you bastard," hissed Manda as Angie's tongue started licking along her exposed creamy thigh. Her anger subsided quickly and her face quickly twisted from fury to fever as Angie closed in on her blossoming sex. My dick was out of my shorts and bobbing in time with my sister's tongue. She was putting on a show for me, leaving enough room between her lips and Manda's pink folds for her tongue to be seen licking lazily along. I could see Manda's pussy moisten and Angie locked her lips over the pink sex, slurping noisily at the pulsating flesh. Manda's hands went to her tits, one under her shirt and sports bra, and one on top. She mauled herself through the fabric and massaged and pinched her nipple at the same time. All 9 inches of me couldn't have been harder and I had never wanted to cum so bad and yet stay so hard in all my life. "Looks like they're really getting into it," a voice said from behind me. Manda and I snapped to look at it, though her eyes rolled back and closed as our sister started slowly rolling her tongue into the pussy before her and slowly back out again. The voice belonged to Monika Dobbson. She was standing there in her bathrobe and slippers, a cup of coffee in one hand, and the other hand disappeared into her robe at her waist, her arm gently moving with the slow speed of her fingering herself. "Looks like you'd really like to get into it, too," she said with a wink, looking at my cock and licking her lips. "They're not all I'd like to get into," I said, stepping closer to my Hawaiian neighbor. The tip of my dick rubbed gently on the front of her terrycloth robe as it moved with my steps and started bouncing at the same speed of the soft masturbation she was giving herself. "Mmmm....I bet not," she purred demurely. "After you mow my yard maybe you could help me..."she paused and pulled her robe open, "...trim my bush?" she said and exposed her already trimmed thick black-haired mound. I paused for a second, listening to the slurping and moaning of my sister mouth fucking her twin. "Looks pretty well trimmed to me," I said, grabbing my cock and rubbing it gently through her thick triangle of fur. "Mmmm, yeah," she moaned, opening her robe more and grabbing my dick with her free hand. She moved it lower, rubbing the head along the crease of her pussy. "I was thinking something more like that," she purred again, pointing at my sister's shaved pussy. Angie paused and looked up at us for a second, her chin and neck glistening with our sister's cum. "I think something could be arranged," I said, grinning, rocking my hips in time with her masturbation with my rigid pole. "I can't really pay you," she said, taking a step closer, rubbing my shaft along her cunt from her clit to her puckered chute. "I think we can work out a deal," I said. She smiled and walked away, leaving my cock shining in the sunlight with her pussy juice. I looked to the bush and my sisters had disappeared already. I turned to go back to the house and I saw them, running down the street, stripping as they went. I could hear them hit the landing hard and the door open, which was odd, but I didn't think anything of it. "Oh my God!" I heard as the door opened and the girls piled in, but the voice didn't belong to them. I looked around and I heard it again. I snapped back awake right then, the TV still blurry, but my eyes snapped back into focus as I realized I wasn't alone. Angie's friend Jenny was standing over my shoulder, and she was staring at me; and more notably, she was staring at my crotch. I looked down and my dick looked like a thick short snake sticking up along my right thigh, a small spot of pre-cum at the tip. I had to marvel for a second at the definition the pants gave it; the mushroom head stood out as if I was wearing nothing at all, the veins in the shaft, and even the slight upward curve were all there, plain as day. My dick throbbed over the look it was getting from Jenny and I noticed her nipples standing straight out of her tits and there was a slight flush to her face. "I meant to knock, but Angie said to...uh....come....in," she stammered out, her preppy little cheerleader voice searching for words. "She's not here right now," I said. "But I'll let you wait for her." "Uh huh," she said dreamily, her eyes trying to break away from my cock. "The door," I said. "What?" she said, shaking her head and forcing herself to look at my face. "The door, shut the door," I said looking her over from the tip of her running shoes to the black roots of her blonde hair. Much Taboo about Nothing Ch. 02 **This is a direct continuation of Chapter 1. If you haven't read it yet, be sure to before you read this chapter. More chapters will be on the way as soon as they're approved, so if you like the series, keep on the lookout for more. Don't forget to vote!** "The door, shut the door," I said looking her over from the tip of her running shoes to the black roots of her blonde hair. I had dreamed about spreading her tight thighs for years. Everything my sisters were in, she was in. Volleyball, track, softball, cheerleading, swimming; if my school had an athletic competition, Angie was in it, and where Angie went, Jenny followed. The door closed and I took a second look at her. She was wearing low cut jeans, ones that she specifically altered herself; the regular button fly of the Levis' had been cut from 5 buttons to two. She obviously shaved, but any kid in school knew that; there was never a sign of her fur during any of the competitions she was in, no matter the cut of the swimsuit, no matter how tiny the underwear, and no matter how short the shorts. Today was a double bonus, the hem of her jeans splitting that tight pussy of desire in half, forming a perfect camel toe. Her t-shirt, a white shirt with the word "Yummy" stenciled in black across the stretched fabric over her tits was similarly modified, hugging her figure just under her 18 year old tits. It was clear she wasn't wearing a bra, there wasn't a line of interruption under that tightly stretched fabric; only her two nipples, standing straight up. "So what should we do while we wait," she said, breaking the silence. She had been staring at my dick the whole time. I bobbed it a couple of times, still caught in my jeans, but the jerking was clear as day to her. "Why don't you take your clothes off and I'll think of something," I said bluntly. She smiled and grabbed the hem of her shirt with crossed arms and lifted it clean over her head, her tits bouncing with the recoil of being let go. It had been leaked years ago around school that her tits were 34 B's, but I'd swear those hypnotic mounds of flesh had grown since then. Her nipples were a dusty rose color, not quite tan, but definitely appetizing. "Good idea, it is hot outside," she said. Jenny's fingers hooked in the top of her jeans and she pushed them down, wiggling her hips sexily. She bent over as she peeled them off her legs, not letting me look at her tempting sex but providing me a delicious view of her rounded ass as she bent clear to the floor. I watched that ass flex and move as she untied her shoes and kicked them off, clearing her legs of her jeans at the same time. "It's getting damn hot in here, too," I said, soaking in the beauty before me. She rolled herself up, standing, legs slightly parted, her hands went to her hips. "If it's that hot, then you better take yours off, too. Looks like you're already starting to swell," she said, licking her lips as her eyes locked back on my crotch. My eyes devoured her body from her luscious tits to her waiting pussy, the thin lips already spread. I hooked my thumbs in the neck of my shirt and pulled it straight off my head, throwing it on the couch. My hands undid the fly of my jeans and pulled them off with my boxers at the same time. My dick rocked up, slapping against my abs; that was the only sound in the room other than our quickening breathing. "How long until your sisters come back?" she asked, closing the distance between the two of us, her hand moving to my cock. She began to stroke slowly as she pinned it between our bodies, her hairless mound squirming on my balls and the head going almost to her breast bone. "Long enough," I said. She laughed. "It'll due, Bran, but I was talking about time," she said and put her hands on my shoulders. My hands went to her ass and I caressed the perfectly firm bottom, separating her cheeks with my mauling. She moaned lightly and squirmed her body against mine, masturbating my dick between our hot bodies. I lifted her ass up easily. The lithe little athlete couldn't have weighed more than 125 pounds. She went into the air easy as a balloon, leaning back and rubbing her clit against my dick as she rose. As soon as she was over the top of it, my head slid down her slit almost automatically. Her pussy wasn't dripping wet, but it was sure ready to go and just the way I like them; hot, pink, and moist. "Not much...."she started as my dick hit her entrance and the head impaled her. "....Time," she half-sighed, half-moaned. I slowly lowered her on my dick, letting her take it an inch at a time. "Oh my God, don't tease me," she moaned. I smiled lustily and all but dropped her, the final 5 inches sliding into her like a hot knife into butter. Her tight box clung to my member like a velvet glove, her muscles already contracting, trying to coax and milk me into cuming. She let loose a deep throaty moan and she bit down on my shoulder, the pain mixing with the pleasure in an amazing combination. "So big," she moaned, her lips still locked on my shoulder. I lifted her up, almost off my stiff cock, and then lowered her back down, letting her twat devour every inch of my manhood. My dick started to throb inside her as she sunk back down on my meat. She moaned again and I felt her pussy get wetter and wetter around me. Her legs hooked around my back and she pushed and ground against me. She settled back down, her pussy taking my shaft to the hilt again and she started writing against me, almost belly dancing in my arms. The feeling was incredible; it was like getting a hand job, a blow job, and being in the most amazing pussy all at once. I started to twitch, but I kept holding on to her hips. Jenny looked me in the eyes, her green eyes staring deeply into my brown eyes with a deep passionately lustful gaze. "Don't stop fucking me," she said. I started pulling her back off my cock and she leaned back until her body was almost perpendicular to mine. I watched her tits jiggle as her body twitched with micro-orgasms. When she was almost straight out from me, I was almost out of her. Jenny's arms went behind her and she was bracing herself on her ass, pushing herself up, presenting her tits to me. The feeling was absolutely amazing; her pussy completely accessible, fluttering like a humming bird against my thick cock. I had total access to this hot little shaved honey pot, and I intended to take it. I pulled her body back to mine and she started squirming. I could see my dick slide into her, feel it slide into her, and there was the barest hint of my cock making her belly rise as it slid deeper and deeper into her. She exploded. Her cunt clamped down and released, clamped and released. Cum started oozing from her slit, coating my balls and shaft in a thick glaze. I pulled her back off and pulled her back on, her throat uttering only a moan as she slid, supported only by my hands. I wanted to cum so bad, and I was close, but I didn't want to stop fucking this tight little cheerleader, either. Each stroke I pulled her harder and faster against me, but I always pulled her tight cunt off me at the same slow speed. "Oh my God," she panted. "Don't stop. Don't ever stop," she moaned quickly. "Fuck me, fuck me harder," she begged, her pussy exploding in orgasm around my dick again. Between that and the intense feeling of her pussy writhing on my cock, watching it be consumed by her pussy and seeing it move under her abs, I couldn't take much more. My dick started twitching like an epileptic. She started screaming profanity and her pussy clamped down and this time didn't release after a moment. I started pistoning her on my rock hard member. There was no slow withdrawal, there was only me using her to jack off as quickly as I could. Her cunt slapped loudly against my soaked crotch, her juice flowing like a faucet from her inner pink core. I felt myself lose my balance at the same time I felt her pussy unclench and rapidly clamp back down. My dick throbbed heavily and I felt my seed racing along inside. I felt it explode from the tip and I felt her pussy get wetter with my thick load. I hit the couch. My back landed squarely on the cushions, my legs still planted on the floor, body straight up from the floor. The motion forced us together even harder, my dick embedding deeper into her cuming cunt. Squirt after squirt of my spunk painted her tight little snatch. She kept cuming, too, her juice mixing with mine as her pussy squeezed both of them out in a thick fuck sauce. My dick kept throbbing inside her until it started to go limp. Jenny put her feet down on the ground and rested her pussy. It took some of the weight off my legs as well, and that was fine by me; I was having a hell of a time keeping them up while they were quaking from the awesome cum I just had. Jenny leaned forward and collapsed on my chest, my wilting dick pulling out slightly. She shook happily and moaned with the feeling. I saw the clock over her tussled blonde hair and it occurred to me that my sisters should be home any time. "Jenny..." I managed to say right before the front door opened and my sisters stepped in, giggling. Their eyes hit us and they froze, the giggling stopped. Jenny sat bolt up right and stood off my lap, my limp dick hitting my belly with a wet plop. I felt little drops of our cum land on my hands and chest from the impact. "You fucking bitch!" screamed Manda. "I can't believe you're fucking my brother! You dirty little whore!" Angie's eyes were locked on my lap for a moment and she bit her lip slightly before her eyes shifted to the freshly fucked and extremely naked Jenny standing in the middle of the room. "It just kinda happened," Jenny said dejectedly. She shivered and cringed a little as a thick drop of our cum rolled out of her pussy and joined the splatter on her cum coated thighs. She stood back up. "Angie, you gotta believe me," she pleaded, looking at my other sister. Angie nodded, her eyes drinking in the naked blonde, straying to her sloppy crotch. "I believe you," she said softly. "You fucking cunt, I can't believe you," Manda said, looking at our sister in shocked disbelief. "We're gone for an hour, and your little whore friend comes over and fucks our brother stupid. I can't believe any of this!" Manda shouted. "And you!" she yelled, pointing at me. Her eyes slipped for a moment to my cock. The odd awkwardness of the situation hit me as being extremely erotic and my dick was starting to harden again. "You!" she said again, her eyes ripping from my cum dripping crotch. Some of the steam was gone from her voice but her eyes were what really gave her away; even from 20 feet away I could tell they were glazing over. "You just better clean up your fuck juice before Mom gets home, you fucking bastard," she said and stormed up the stairs to her room. The door slammed and the three of us were left in the living room in silence. Angie came into the room, kicking off her running shoes. "So aside from fucking my brother stupid, what else did you plan on doing today?" Angie asked, sitting on a chair across from me. It was as if seeing this was perfectly normal. Jenny wiped a hand across her used pussy and looked at the amount of cum on it and laughed. "I guess I should clean up some," she said, her laugh turning into a giggle. Her eyes averted back to my crotch. "I guess I should clean you up, too." Without interruption or hesitation, she dove into my crotch and started licking and sucking our combined juices. She paid special attention to my rapidly hardening cock, licking it up and down and being sure to suck it down her throat. After a few bobs she seemed satisfied that it was clean and it popped free of her mouth. She licked down the shaft to my balls, each one she lovingly sucked into her mouth and rolled around with her tongue. My dick was sticking up like a flag pole, her hand slowly rubbing it up and down, using her saliva for lube. After she sucked on my left ball, she let it pop out of her mouth, my dick twitching in pleasure. She started on my right ball and she started stroking marginally faster. The right ball was swirled around in her mouth, sucked, and licked until it, too, popped free. I felt her lick along the bottom of my sack and I separated my legs so she could have all the access she wanted. She took every bit she got. Her soft little tongue slid down the underside of my ball sack and tickled my taint, threatening to lick my puckered hole. She quickly switched over to kissing her splattered cum off my thighs, her hand job speeding up even more. After alternating her sucking kisses, she zeroed back in on my ass and slowly licked it, her tongue trying to dart into my musky hole. I'd never had my ass licked before, but I'd be sure to have it done again. The sensation was absolutely electric, my dick throbbing heavily each time the tip of her tongue tried to gain entrance into my tightly puckered ass. "I'd say he likes it," I heard Angie say. I realized I had closed my eyes and opened them, staring at my little sister. She had one hand stuffed in her running pants, which were getting damper and damper under the fine ministrations of her fingers. I could see her knuckles working and I could hear the slurching of her pussy around her intruding fingers. It looked like she was working her clit as fast as she could with her thumb, and all in all, it looked like a well-practiced position. Watching my sister finger herself under her jogging pants was enough to make me want to shoot again. "I'll say," Jenny said and licked back up my taint, kissed both of my balls, licked up my shaft and gave my head a quick, soft suck as she stood up. "All clean!" she happily reported. She stood up and looked at me expectantly. I sat up on the couch, letting my back rest for a moment. "Don't you have somewhere else to be?" Jenny asked in mock impatience. "Don't I need to be cleaning you?" I said, staring hungrily at her drenched pussy. I licked my lips and she shivered with the thought of the things I'd do to her. "Nope," she said, smiling defiantly. "Jenny, why don't you go shower," Angie said and pulled her hand out of her pants. She licked the glistening cum slowly from each finger, deep throating them and swirling her tongue around each one while burning a hole through me with her gaze. Jenny bounced up the stairs, our cum still running from her pussy as she walked, falling from her cunt like milky rain as she moved. I looked at my sister, confused as hell and horny as fuck. "Seriously, put some pants on and go mow Monika's yard. You've had your show and your fuck, now it's time to get to work," she said, standing up. I had a dumbfounded expression on my face, my jaw slack and my eyebrows together in confusion. "Pants, boy!" she half shouted while laughing. "I've got enough shit to smooth over with Amanda without you still here with your...thing....sticking straight up like that. Get moving!" she ordered, her finger pointing at my dick and her eyes devouring it. Her nipples hadn't softened any and were trying like hell to burn through her sports bra and into freedom. "Fuckin' women anyway," I mumbled and retrieved my pants. It was going to be too hot for underwear today so I left my boxers on the floor. I pulled my t-shirt over my head and headed for the door. "I'm going to write a book as soon as I get you figured out, and I'm going to make a million dollars," I said, not looking at my sister as I pulled the door shut behind me. Much Taboo about Nothing Ch. 03 **Please go back and read Chapters 1 and 2 if you haven't yet, and don't forget to vote!** My brain was still trying to process exactly what happened. I saw my sisters wrestling and tickling each other naked. I apparently want my mom. I had a dream about fucking my neighbor whose yard I was about to mow, and in the same dream, my sisters were fucking each other's tongues. I wake up and Angie's best friend is standing there, and we fuck. My sisters come home and Angie watches us both fuck and even fingers her pussy while we do. And now I'm off to go mow a yard, my cock has stiff as a steel rod, my heart pounding, and my knees weak. I'd have kept wondering what the fuck was going on, but at that point, I didn't really care. The Dobbson's place had a huge yard. It was an old house that Rick had picked up on a tax sale and they'd spent the last few years restoring it to its turn of the century condition. It wasn't quite Victorian, but it was damn nice. They had taken the liberty of installing a pool in the back and a security fence. Every boy over the age of 10 and every concerned mother in the town knew it was because Monika likes to sunbathe in the nude, keeping her natural Hawaiian tan up to her golden standards. Today, I was hoping to catch her out side again, for the next time on top of uncountable times that I've gazed upon that beauty. I got up to the front door and saw a note on it: "Bran, go ahead and mow, I've got some things to take care of and I'll be home about 10am." "Fuck," I said out loud. I'd be almost done mowing by the time she got back. No naked Hawaiian hottie for me today. Fuck. The yard was easy enough to mow, but the day's high was already being approached by 9:45. It was going to be hot as hell out there today, and I wasn't looking forward to being anywhere but inside enjoying the AC instead of baking inside the mill. I finished the yard and was getting the weed whacker out of the garage at the same time Monika's BMW pulled into the drive. She waved at me and I waved back, wiping the sweat from my brow and returning to work. I just got to where I needed to start edging and she came up behind me. "How's it coming?" she asked, her sultry voice wafting to my ear on the heating air. I fought hard to not shiver, but I felt goose bumps break out over my neck and down my arm. "Almost done, just have to finish along the edges," I said, turning around. My dick twitched at the sight before me. Monika Dobbson, age 38, Hawaiian native, was standing behind me in a white bikini which did nothing to hide her dark nipples on her exquisitely tanned tits. Her long silky raven hair was tied up in a bun, only a few dark strands hung here and there around her ears and at the back of her hair line. The small amount of fabric covering those mouth watering melons barely covered the visible areolas beneath them, leaving as little to the imagination as possible. Rumor had it that her firm, perky C-cup had been surgically enhanced, and if they had been, I'd like to lick that surgeon's hand; there's not a scar, not a surgery mark, not a blemish on them. My eyes rolled slowly down the rest of her body, her long thin torso was well muscled from years of aerobics and keeping herself in shape. She hadn't had kids, and her figure was untouched by stretch marks. Her Hawaiian heritage did her proud in her flaring hips, the high cut waist string of her bikini sticking out along her pelvic ridges and then diving at an impossibly steep angle down into a pair of ratty, well worn daisy-duke jean shorts that may as well have been the rest of her bikini. They were unbuttoned and unzipped, Monika letting the natural curve of her flowing hips hold them up, defying gravity as much as her amazing chest. Her legs emerged from the frayed and faded denim and flowed from curve to curve, starting at her hip and drawing my eyes down her muscled thigh to her slightly flaring calf all the way down to her bare ankles and her bare feet. I couldn't help but lick my lips as I drew my gaze back up her body. It felt like every inch of her skin my eyes devoured was another inch my rock hard prick grew. "Now Bran, are you checking me out?" she said laughing, her hands going to her cocked hips, and her chest jutting out a little further. "I don't see how I couldn't," I said, realizing my mouth had been hanging open. She laughed and shrugged. "When you've finished trimming out here, come inside, I'll get you something to drink," she said, her dark eyes sparkling. "You look awfully sweaty and...hot," she added, her eyes raking down my body as slowly as mine washed over hers. My dick twitched in my pants and her eyes caught it, growing big in surprise. She bit her lower lip slightly and turned back to the house, my gaze glued to her softly swaying ass and the promises it made about what was barely concealed by those impossibly short shorts. I know I finished edging the yard in record time, but it felt like an eternity. I put everything away and walked in the door, looking through the house for Monika. I finally found her in the kitchen, and when I did, my heart stopped. She was still sitting on the counter top, still wearing her bikini top, and nothing else. Her jean shorts were crumpled on the floor, and her bikini bottom was a few feet from it, closer to the counter. Mrs. Dobbson was spread open wide, her lineless tan was flawless, right down to her cinnamon colored pussy lips. Her pink core was open, looking tantalizingly bright as it peeked out from the brown surrounding it; it was already wet and glistening in the kitchen lights. Above her slit was a little dollop of shaving cream, covering what must have been the last strip of fur on that flawless pussy. "All the trimming done outside?" she asked, her hands on her knees. I only nodded and gestured roughly, unable to take my eyes or mind off the hot cunt spread before me. "Good, then maybe you can help me trim in here, too," she said. I looked up at her, my heart hammering in my chest and throbbing in my dick and saw her eyes drift down my body to my hard dick swelling in my pants. I kicked my shoes off as I stepped toward her, my hands working on the fly of my pants to release my aching member. It sprung free and slapped against my belly, Monika's eyes glued to it the whole time. She let out a little gasp as the sound of my dick against my abs filled the quiet between us. "Looks like you're definitely up for it," she said breathlessly. I could see her heart hammering in her chest, her tits jiggling with its rhythm. "Up for that and more," I said, taking the final step between us, the tip of my rigid shaft resting a mere inch from her pussy. I could smell her wetness and it made my mouth water instantly, my dick bobbing in front of her. "I see that," she said, her left hand reaching down to stroke my tool softly. "If you do as good of a job on my bush as you do on my grass, I'll make it worth your while," she said demurely, her hand slowly rising and falling on my length. "Let's see what I can do," I said, licking my lips. She smiled and stopped stroking my dick, reaching behind her for her husband's razor. She handed it to me and I knelt in front of her, taking the opportunity to lick her lips and force them open. She shuddered and moaned, her legs quaking softly at the touch. Her pink core was exposed and her clear fluid was dribbling from her pussy. "Chores first, young man," she mock scolded. I pulled my tongue back up her cunt, dipping lightly into her hot box and flicking quickly against her clit on the pass, letting her juices coat my tongue. I looked up at her in mock pouting. "What about chores during?" I asked, my left hand slipping into her snatch. Her velvet vice quickly clamped down on both my fingers, giving me barely enough room to turn them and start softly stroking her g-spot. My thumb softly rubbed her clit, the broad pad softly teasing the very tip of her sensitive nub. She sucked her breath in sharply and her head rocked back, almost hitting the cabinets behind her. Her breath left her in a low moan and her pussy locked around my invading fingers. "Whatever....whatever you think..." she panted, her tits heaving with her breath and her hammering heart. Her pussy throbbed in time to its own tune, but the bolero of her luscious body was being played by a symphony that I couldn't wait to play with my instrument. I pulled her pussy down, stroking her clit softly with the tug and stretched the skin above her slit just a little tighter than her quaking abs already had done. Gently I brought the razor down with the grain of her fur, the shaving cream disappearing in two gentle swipes of the steel against her velvety smooth mound. I kept my fingers in her, but grabbed a towel off the counter, wiping her pussy clean. "All done," I said, standing back up my finger stroking her clit in faster circles. My fingers rocked in and out of her pussy, flying against her g-spot and plunging in her cunt as deep as they could go. "Not even close," she said with a devilish wink. I grinned back and sped up, bending down to bite her left nipples. No sooner had I done that than her body rocked hard again and her cum gushed from her pussy, soaking my crotch and the floor below us. I sped up, loving watching her juice pour out of her clenching pussy and over my hand as I worked her hot pink cunt faster. Two more powerful surges followed, her head rocked back, her breath coming in a ragged, soundless scream. I almost came watching this beautiful creature fuck herself against my hand as she flooded her cum into the room. My cock was twitching and I wanted to bury it in her soaked twat more than I'd wanted to fuck any other woman on earth. I slowly pulled my fingers out of her and put them to her lips. I watched as she licked and sucked her cum from my hand, one finger at a time. Her eyes were locked on mine as she slowly circled each finger with her tongue and then sucked it into her mouth. My fingers were my dick as she gave each one of them a mini-blow job, almost as if she expected them to fill her mouth with my spunk. Just as she started kissing the cum off my palm we heard the front door burst open and close. We both froze in panic. "Mom!?" we heard a female voice radiate through the house. Her face melted from panic to a full on blush as mine warped into a mask of confusion. "But I thought you never..." I started. She wiped a finger up her snatch and put it to my lips, quieting me and giving me another taste of her ample honey at the same time. I licked it off, still confused as hell. "She's my step-daughter," Monika said and leaned back on the counter top again, her tongue snaking out along her lower lip. No sooner had that hot little pink tip disappeared back into her mouth than I heard a heavy step on the tile floor of the kitchen and then silence.