11 comments/ 89564 views/ 35 favorites Sisters in the Night By: KenNicottii NOTE: This story takes place back in the 1970s. * * * I was dead tired. It was 2:15 in the morning. I had just stumbled home after long, frustrating Saturday night of cruising around to every one of my regular haunts. The only things I had to show for it were an empty wallet, lungs full of other people's cigarette smoke, and an unpleasant buzz from the last two drinks I shouldn't have ordered. Oh, and a string of rejections from every woman I tried to strike up a conversation with. My last relationship had come crashing down several months ago, and it seemed they could all smell the desperation before I got the first words out. What little dignity I had left would be gone if I woke up the next morning on the sofa with my clothes still on. At least I had managed to pull my boots off. As I struggled to keep my eyes open, there was a knock on the door. My apartment was in a modest duplex on the second floor. This had to be someone I knew. No stranger was going to wander in off the street and walk up the stairs at this hour. If I had turned out the lights and gotten into bed five minutes ago, I could have ignored it. I tried to guess who would be crazy enough to drop by at this hour as I walked over to the door. "Who is it?" "It's Wendy and Marta." Wendy and Marta—let me fill in some quick background. Wendy was the ex-wife of one of my closest friends, Trent. Marta was her younger sister. Trent and Wendy had been together for about five years, counting their live-together time before the marriage. The divorce had been final for several months, but they had separated awhile back. Trent already had a new girlfriend moved in. The last time I'd seen his ex was around the time of the divorce. I liked Wendy, although I was glad I wasn't married to her. She was sexy, fun to be around, and fit in with all the boys. But her lifestyle had devolved into sleeping late, not working, and getting high too much—and arguing with Trent about it constantly. I had some advice for Trent when he first met her, which he never took: have sex with Wendy? Sure! Date her? Why not? Let her move in? Mmm ... be careful with that one. Marry her? Oh, no ... do you have to? Once the knot was tied, I never said anything more about it—the decision had been made. They were really good together for several years, but Wendy was five years younger than Trent—and still in high school when they first met. When you're in your twenties, that can be a big gap in maturity; and that's what finally drove them apart. Trent was starting to get serious about his career and working hard; but Wendy still wanted to live the lay-about lifestyle. She had managed to get herself fired from every job she had worked at recently, usually for not showing up to work on time. I didn't know Marta that well. She had her own circle of friends, but I had been around her enough over the years to sense that she was a more responsible person than Wendy. But I had also heard that her big sister hadn't been a positive influence, particularly of late. I'd never met any of the guys she went out with, although I knew she had been in at least one serious relationship. I got the impression that as far as sex went, she wasn't as experienced or as uninhibited as Wendy. They were both reasonably attractive women and looked alike: tall, thin, with dirty blonde hair, perpetual sun tans, and modest bustlines. I think Wendy was twenty-two or so and Marta was a year or two younger. I should mention one other thing. This was back in the era when the prescription medication Quaalude was a popular recreational drug. The US government eventually managed to harass every pharmaceutical company into ceasing production of Quaaludes, but for years they were everywhere. Vast amounts of legally prescribed pills found their way into the underground market. The drug was nominally a sleeping pill or a "downer," but it had the additional properties of causing euphoria and heightened sexual feelings—that's why it was often called the "Love Drug." As with other substances, like alcohol or marijuana, some people used it more often than they should have. Wendy had edged into that territory. I figured that both Wendy and Marta were probably high on "Vitamin Q" that night. "Isn't it a little late to be dropping by for a visit?" "C'mon, Jack, let us in. We knew you'd still be up." I had a decision to make. If I opened the door, there was a strong chance they would be high on "ludes" and want to have sex. I wasn't comfortable with screwing Trent's ex, even though he had written her off months ago and had already moved on. It felt wrong. Maybe if he and I had discussed it beforehand, but I never had plans to make a move on Wendy once he was done with her. If it were several years later, maybe I wouldn't have been so noble; but it still seemed too soon. And let's not forget this wasn't Wendy by herself wanting to come in and "party". It was two sisters! I had never experienced a threesome before—not even close. And sisters! This was the chance of a lifetime being handed to me on a platter. I was still hesitant, though. On a practical level it wasn't a good idea for them to be driving while "quazy"; the drug certainly impaired one's motor skills. The safest place for them to be was staying put at my apartment. One scenario would be letting them have the king sized bed, and I'd crash on the couch. I'd have been kidding myself if I thought that was how it was going to play out if I opened the door. "Who else is out there with you?" The one thing I didn't want to see was strange guys come traipsing in with them and starting some after-hours party. I put my ear up against the door and listened for whispers or other noises. "Just me," Marta said. "Are you sure?" I didn't hear any tell-tale sounds. "If there are other people out there, I'm sending all of you away." "No, it's me and Marta," Wendy pleaded, "Let us in." I recognized the lazy cadence of Q in her voice. There could be some serious regrets about this, I thought, as I turned the deadbolt and opened the door. Wendy and Marta marched in. They were alone. Wendy put one arm around my neck and gave me more than a "hello" kiss. "We thought you might need some company on a Saturday night." Marta said, "Hi," and put both hands on my face and gave me a long, suggestive smooch. I had never kissed either of them before, and neither had ever been that forward to me. Wendy was wearing tight jeans with a thin, gauzy blouse knotted in front that looked like it had about two handkerchiefs' worth of material. It displayed her bare, tanned midriff to great effect. She had on high-heeled leather boots outside her jeans. Her layered shag haircut was just above her shoulders and had a slight wave. Marta was dressed more conservatively: a long denim skirt, cap sleeved peasant blouse, and wedge sandals. Her hair was longer and straighter. Both had on lots of silver jewelry with turquoise, beads, and feathers. Marta headed for the bathroom. As soon as she shut the door, I turned to Wendy. "Wendy, I don't feel comfortable having sex with you. It's too soon after the divorce." "Oh, come on, Jack! The last time Trent and I did it was long before the divorce was final. I haven't fucked anyone since. I wanted my first time to be with someone I know, not some stranger I picked up in a bar." She put her arms around me and gave me a very sexy kiss, letting her roaming tongue hint of things to come. I was firm. "No, Wendy, I can't do it. No intercourse." "No? You don't think I'm sexy enough? I'm really turned on right now. And Marta has been through a series of bad dates recently. She hasn't wanted to screw any of them. So she's really horny, too." I tried to negotiate. "With Marta, anything's OK." "Well, I don't just want to watch you fuck my sister. I need to get off, too. You could make me cum without putting your cock in me, right? Can't you finger me? Or go down on me? Or both?" I convinced myself that wouldn't technically be "fucking" her. Perhaps setting a firm "no penetration" boundary up front would be the best guarantee that things wouldn't get out of hand later. "OK, Wendy. I promise you'll get off—but no dick in pussy." "Alright. Whatever you say. I really don't think Trent gives a shit at this point, but I understand. Either way, I think you'll be glad you let us in," Wendy said as she slipped her fingers behind my belt buckle and teased my hair with her other hand. She gave me another intimate kiss. "It will be noted on the record that I wanted to fuck you, but you declined." * * * When Marta came out of the bathroom, Wendy said, "Remember, we promised to put on a 'show' for Jack?" I sat down on the sofa to watch. Marta's recollection seemed to be hazy about the plan, but she was game when Wendy stepped behind her and started caressing Marta's hair and stroking the front of her blouse. She closed her eyes and leaned back against her sister. I watched Marta's hands slide over her skirt as she moaned softly. Wendy lifted up her sister's blouse a little so I could see her stomach. Very tan and very flat, just like hers. "Like what you see, Jack? Want to see more?" Wendy teased, as she reached around Marta's waist and unfastened the denim skirt, letting it drop to the floor. She had on little blue lacy panties that barely contained her thick, blonde bush. I watched as Wendy stroked Marta's bare hips; it was very arousing, to say the least. Marta opened her eyes and gave me a provocative look. "I want to you to take Wendy's clothes off now." Looked like we're getting right into it. I suppose there was no point in any of us being coy about it. Marta's voice revealed the slurring effects of Q, just like her sister. Wendy flopped down on the sofa next to me and started to remove her boots. I had to get up and help by facing away and straddling her leg so I could pull off each boot as she wriggled her foot loose. She stood up and let Marta take her place on the couch. "Take her jeans off," Marta demanded. I moved behind Wendy and started to reach around for her zipper. But I thought we should put on a little show for Marta, too. I lifted up Wendy's hair and kissed her neck. At the same time, I let my other hand drift across her thin blouse and caress her breasts. I could feel her nipples stiffen immediately as she let out a groan. It's probably not necessary to mention that neither girl had on a bra. They didn't need to, and I'm sure they wouldn't have even if they did. Marta mimicked my moves by gently stroking her own breasts through her blouse while she sat there in her little lacy panties. She had very sexy legs. I was looking forward to having them wrapped around me. Wendy's slender body was slowly writhing against me as I teased her boobs. I slipped my hands under her blouse and started playing with both breasts, concentrating on her nipples. "Oh, fuck, Jack. That's what I like. Pinch me." So I did. Wendy let her hands slide over mine as I manipulated her nipples. I looked over at Marta, who was moaning and squirming on the sofa as she watched us. I spread out my fingers and massaged Wendy's bare tummy. When she took a breath, my thumbs slipped under the waistband of her jeans and popped the button loose. That got a groan from both of them. Instead of reaching for the zipper pull right away, my hands moved down to the front of her jeans. I pressed my fingers firmly on her mound, slowly moving past the bottom of the zipper. The warmth of her arousal was palpable. Wendy twitched and let out a moan. "Go ahead, unzip her," Marta said impatiently. I grasped the tab and pulled it down slowly. My hands moved back to her stomach so I could begin my descent into her jeans. My fingers headed for the top of her panties—but she wasn't wearing any. Wendy stroked my hands as I explored inside her pants. I slid them around to her hips and pushed her jeans down partway, exposing the top of her bush. "There you go, Jack. Let your hands roam," Marta said as she leaned back and continued to touch herself, moving both hands along her thighs and letting her legs fall open. I followed her suggestion and let my hands slide all over Wendy's pelvis and down to the top of her legs, pushing her jeans down farther. She was getting very excited by now. I crouched down behind her and moved them past her knees. I slipped both hands between her thighs and caressed her as I planted kisses on her taut ass. Wendy was moaning loudly and stroking the front of her blouse. I shifted around so I could slip one hand in from the front and one from the back. I caressed her legs all over, right up to her pussy—but didn't touch it. My lips left a trail of kisses on her hips and thighs. Wendy's hands went up under her blouse and kneaded her boobs as she squirmed and groaned with arousal. Marta kept things moving. "Time to lose those jeans, Wendy." I helped her hobble over to the sofa and set her down next to Marta. She leaned back and let me pull her pants all the way off. Wendy also had a nice, full blonde bush. I couldn't resist leaning down and giving it a playful kiss. Wendy cried out "Oh, yeah!" and tried to push my head back down to her pussy when I went to straighten up. My kind of gal. She shot me a sexy look. "Look who has on too many clothes now. Marta, your turn. Undress him." Wendy pulled me down on the sofa, and Marta scampered over and straddled me. She quickly undid my shirt buttons while I reached around and stroked her smooth ass. I could smell the arousal from her sex mixed with the scent of patchouli. I watched the thin patch of lacy material hiding her pussy as it pressed against my jeans. As soon as the last button was undone, I shrugged off my shirt as Marta ran her hands over my chest and leaned in for a kiss. Her tongue was soft and warm as it explored inside my mouth. I could see Wendy standing next to us, untying the knot that held the front of her blouse together. It fell open, and I saw her breasts for the first time. They were small, but nicely shaped, and had puffy areolas and stiff nipples. Marta moved back and reached down for my fly. I got this very randy look from her (and a nice down-blouse view) as she swiftly unzipped my jeans. Wendy moved over to help pull them off. It happened so quickly that I didn't have time to adjust my package. My erection was jutting out lewdly from my boxers, which were soaked and streaked with precum. Wendy leaned over and gave my cock a squeeze. "Nice, Jack. Already hard for us?" Marta joked that my shorts looked wetter than her panties. Wendy chimed in, "I know how to fix that. Stand next to Jack so he can touch you." Marta moved over and put one leg up on the sofa. She had a very wanton expression on her face as she looked down at me. "These are very nice panties, Marta," I offered, lightly running my fingertips over the fabric where her lips came together. The merest wisp of material kept me from touching her directly. My other hand softly stroked her backside. This got a very strong reaction from Marta. "Oh, fuck, Jack. My god." She leaned forward and braced herself with one arm on my shoulder. Her wispy hair fell forward, teasing my face. I continued to stroke her pussy through her panties as she tried to keep her writhing from knocking her off balance. Wendy noticed her sister's struggle. "Marta, let me help." She stepped behind her. "Lean back on me while he fingers you. I'll hold you. You can let yourself go and won't have to worry about tipping over." Wendy put her arms around her sister's waist. Marta's pussy was soaking through her panties; her moans became lusty. She abruptly pulled aside the crotch of her underwear so I could touch her directly. "Let me feel your fingers on me, Jack. Get them wet." While I ran my fingers all over Marta's pussy lips, I watched Wendy's hands slowly caress her sister's slender waist and hips as she leaned back into her. I got really turned on watching the two of them. I knew it wasn't likely to turn into a full lezzy thing, but seeing their almost nude bodies pressed against each other ... my exhaustion from a few minutes before was replaced by a churning lust. Wendy's hands moved all over her sister's bare skin while Marta fondled her own breasts under her blouse with one hand and held her panties aside with the other. Her flat, tanned midriff was inches from my face. I could see her abdominal muscles flex as my fingering quickened her breathing; her labia were swollen and wet. Marta's eyes were closed, her head thrown back. I felt the warm slipperiness of her arousal as she moaned softly. Wendy looked down at me with a sexy smile. "Let's move this into the bedroom, OK?" Marta protested, "No, not yet. I want him to keep going. I'm getting close. Don't stop, Jack," she gasped. I plunged a finger up into her slick pussy, causing her to cry out. Marta grabbed Wendy's hands and braced herself. She was so wet that I easily added another finger, letting my thumb rub the hood of her clit at the same time. I pressed my face against her pubic mound as I drank in the scent: patchouli oil and passion mixed together into an earthy aroma. "Aaah, Jack, that's it. Getting closer. Oh, yes ... here it comes. Yes ... now! Oh, my god!" Marta's body started to heave as I kept my fingers and thumb going. I felt her vaginal contractions along with a flow of warm juices. Wendy held her sister tightly and added her encouragement. "Oh, yeah, Marta! I've got you, don't worry. Oh, what a nice orgasm. I can almost feel it myself." Wendy continued to hold her sister's hips as the climax ebbed. Marta had a dreamy look on her face as she watched me slowly ease out of her wet, slippery pussy. I lifted my hand to my mouth, tasting her on my fingers as I sucked them clean. A little moan escaped her lips as she watched me. "You have a very sexy pussy, Marta. I couldn't resist tasting you. In fact ..." I pushed my fingers back inside her, making sure they got really wet, slowly slipping them in and out a few times. I leaned into her blouse and grazed my lips across her breasts, feeling her nipples harden through the thin fabric as I nibbled gently on them. She moaned louder and twitched as Wendy held her steady. "Oh, Jack, you're making me weak in the knees." I licked the taste of her climax from my fingers a second time. "Very beautiful, Marta, you're nice and sweet where it counts." At that point, I guess you could say I knew her a lot better than before. Wendy surprised me by turning her sister's head toward her and giving her a kiss on the mouth. Marta didn't flinch; in fact she ran her fingers through Wendy's hair as they demonstrated a French kiss for me. I was stunned. They broke free and turned toward me to check my reaction. "That should keep you nice and hard while we use the bathroom," Wendy teased as she guided her sister over in that direction. "Why don't you get the bedroom ready for us?" I heard the bathroom door shut. I wished I could have been a fly on the wall in there. I set the lighting in the bedroom with red votive candles and turned on a small lamp that had an amber bulb. I lit some incense and looked in the mirror. It was getting very late; but I was surging with that raw, animal energy a man has when he knows he's about to fuck a new woman—or two—for the first time. * * * Wendy and Marta were giggling as they walked out of the bathroom. Marta had taken off her blouse but was still wearing her lacy panties. Wendy's blouse was on but hanging open; she looked sexy like that. Marta was small up top like Wendy, but her breasts had a bit more size and curvature than her sister's. Her areolas were broad with very prominent nipples. Wendy spoke up first. "Jack, I want you to finger my pussy now, like you did Marta. Oh, but first I want to see your cock." Sisters in the Night "I'd like to see it, too," Marta added as she grabbed the short bench by the dresser and took a seat next to us. Wendy knelt down in front of me, slipped my boxers off, and took my cock in her hands. I groaned loudly as she fondled my balls and swirled her tongue around the tip. "My, you do have lots of precum." She squeezed my prick and milked out a huge drop, catching it with her tongue. "Mmm, that's nice. Like nectar." Wendy extended her fingers upwards on both hands and placed them along my shaft. She stroked it slowly as she took me in her mouth; our eyes locked together. Delicious streaks of sexual energy surged through me as she sucked my cock. I felt precum involuntarily leaking out into her mouth. Wendy moaned with each bob of her head, causing me to passionately call out her name. I saw why Trent fell had fallen for her so quickly. I had no doubt Wendy was capable of bringing me to orgasm with her fellatio skills. She was very adept with her lips and tongue, but I didn't want the show to be over before it had really begun. I eased myself out of her mouth. "Wendy, you're too good at that. I don't want to cum yet. Let's save it for later. Stand up now." I helped her up and sat down in front of her on the edge of the bed, pulling her close as she let her blouse fall to the floor. I caressed her hips and ass slowly while I drew my tongue across her belly and tickled her navel with it. I could smell a different scent on her skin—musk oil. Her sex was very aromatic, too. Wendy guided one of her breasts into my mouth as my hands stroked her bottom. Her moans were strong. She seemed particularly sensitive to having her nipples sucked. She moved me over to her other breast while I teased the first one with my thumb. Her blonde locks tickled my face as she looked down and ran her fingers through my hair. "God, this is getting me turned on," Marta cried out as she yanked her panties down and kicked them aside. She moved behind her sister and placed her hands on Wendy's hips. "Finger her pussy. I want to see you do it, like you did me." The sisters had now reversed positions from earlier, when they were out in the living room. I continued to pinch and suck on Wendy's breasts while stroking her legs and butt. Marta was caressing her sister's hips and stomach at the same time. Inevitably our hands touched—many times. I could also feel Marta rub her kitty against the back of my hand while I fondled Wendy's ass. At that point I felt the threesome had officially started. "Oh, Jack, touch my pussy now. I can't wait anymore," Wendy begged. I moved my hand between her legs and dragged my fingertips slowly along her lips. She was quite wet already. I couldn't resist slipping one finger into her. She encouraged me to add another. Wendy was really getting into it. "Oh, motherfucker, Jack! That's it! Mmhh!" Wendy's pussy felt deliciously wet. I eagerly anticipated eating her out. Her eyes were closed as she squeezed her nipples and let my fingers push her toward an orgasm. Marta was watching intently and whispering encouragement as I pumped my hand steadily between Wendy's legs. "Oh, I know that must feel good, Wendy. Just like he did to me. You saw what happened when he had his fingers up inside me like that." At one point our eyes met; Marta licked her lips seductively. I could tell it was going to be fun screwing her. Wendy was struggling to reach an orgasm. "Jack, I'm not sure I can cum standing up like this. Let me lie on the bed. I want you to go down on me while you play with my pussy." I patted Marta's ass while we all changed positions. She smiled and squeezed my cock as Wendy sat on the bed and leaned back. I was only seconds away from devouring her sex as I kneeled down in front of her. "Can you open your legs wider?" I asked. Wendy pulled her legs up and reached around her thighs so she could spread open her lips. She had a very beautiful pussy: nice labia that puffed out and an engorged clit barely covered by its hood. I ran my tongue up and down her slit. "My god, Jack, that feels fucking great. Oh, god ... fuck, yeah!" I was amazed at how sweet her pussy tasted, just like her sister's. And it wasn't some icky strawberry douche or anything fake like that. It was a natural sweetness, a woman in full arousal. I waited before I put my fingers back in. I ran them softly around the curve of her ass while I sucked on her wet lips. Marta grabbed the bench and pulled it over near the bed. She put one foot up on the edge of the mattress and started discretely touching herself while she watched me eat out her sister. I could hear her little moans; she was very close to us. I moved my mouth and tongue all around Wendy's pussy. She reacted very enthusiastically when I started sucking on her clit. "Fuck! That's it. Oh, yeah, the way you're doing that. Fuck!" I varied my movements: licking, sucking, pressing my tongue on her clit and dragging it back and forth. Her aroma was musky and intoxicating. I couldn't resist drawing her puffy labia into my mouth and sucking on them hard and pulling them taut. She grabbed my head and groaned when I did that. Everything I tried seemed to excite her, no matter what. Her body was writhing on the bed when I finally pushed two fingers up into her pussy. Wendy unleashed a streak of cursing as I thrust them roughly up inside her, adding a third finger since she was so wet. "Fuck, Jack, you're gonna make me cum! Oh, fuck!" Wendy let out a long, barely muffled scream as she climaxed. I had trouble holding her down with only one hand. Marta had to help me control Wendy's thrashing about. Her orgasm was strong and rowdy. I could see why Trent had decided to marry such a wild sex kitten. If it had been just the two of us that night, I would have flipped her over and taken her from behind—ground rules be damned—until I had triggered as many of those carnal earthquakes as I could before unloading into her. I let Wendy cool down for a few moments; her climax was quite exceptional. I kissed the insides of her thighs and gently tasted the wetness dripping from her labia. "I want you to fuck me now," Marta interjected. I had momentarily forgotten she was barely a foot away from us, watching me do everything to her sister except plunge my cock inside her. I stood up and took Marta's hand and guided her over to the bed. "You can be on top first," I offered, as I lay down on my back. Marta seemed a bit unsure about what that involved. Maybe she had never been allowed to assume the femme superior position by any of her sex partners? Wendy had recovered enough from her mega orgasm to offer her assistance. "Marta, just put one knee on the bed and swing your other leg over—straddle him." She accomplished this, although with some clumsiness. Wendy reached in and grabbed my cock and pointed it upward. "OK, Marta, lower yourself down a little bit. That's good. Just to where you can feel the tip of his cock. Perfect." Wendy began to rub my cock along her sister's pussy lips, slowly, back and forth. This got a strong response from Marta. "Oh, Wendy, that's so dirty ... but it feels really good. Don't stop. Oooh, yes!" Marta was moaning and grabbing at her breasts. I could feel her getting wetter as my cockhead glided across her labia. Wendy gave me a sly grin. "See, aren't you glad you let us in?" Yes, but my cock was aching to feel the inside of Marta's hot kitty. Wendy was enjoying teasing us too much. It was time to cross the line; Marta thought so, too. "Wendy, I want him in me now. I'm so ready for it. Jack, I want you to fuck me!" Wendy held my prick firmly against Marta's labia and told her to sit down on it. "Not all at once. Take small dips. Feel your wetness coat his prick. Good, you're gonna love this." Marta lowered herself carefully, letting me push inside her a little bit more with each squat. "Oh, Jack, this is such a turn-on. You're filling me up. I've never done it like this. I can feel you pushing up into my pussy." Then I was right about Marta being a first-timer in this position. I was sure she would enjoy the control she would have being on top. She was incredibly tight and wet. Wendy kept her hand on my cock as Marta shifted around, getting comfortable with the feel of a man underneath her. She began to slowly grind on me; it only took a few seconds until she found her groove. Wendy released her hand and pulled the bench over so she could sit down and watch. "Jack, your cock feels so good. Oh, I like fucking this way. My god, I can let you push up into me. In just the right places. Oh, I never knew ..." Clearly Marta was a lot less inhibited now than before, particularly the way she was talking dirty. I wondered if she had felt free to let herself go like this in her previous sexual encounters? I doubted it. She reached up with both hands and pulled back her hair in an impromptu ponytail as she ground away in earnest on my cock. I put my hands on her breasts for the first time, feeling their softness, teasing her nipples with my thumbs. "Ah, yes, Jack, make them get hard. Oooh, I like it rough like that. Grab my nipples. Aaah, yes, harder. Yes!" Wendy wasn't watching passively. She had two fingers up inside her pussy, moaning audibly as she squeezed and rubbed her boobs. I actually had to look away so I could focus on how wonderful Marta felt around my cock. Her eyes were closed as she thrust her pelvis against mine, groaning each time she felt my cockhead touch her inside—exactly where she wanted it. Eventually Marta let her hair fall back down as she leaned over me, grabbed my shoulders, and settled into a new position. I put my hands on her face and pulled her closer for a kiss, our first one since she walked into my apartment. It was sloppy and full of unrestrained passion. I began to push up into her with a steady rhythm. "Oh, Jack ... so good. Oh, yeah, harder. Yes, that's good. Aaah .... aaah." I thrust into her energetically, quickening my pace. Marta's hair dangled down and grazed my face as I slid my hands all over her tight ass. She was riding me like a crazed animal. Wendy spoke up from the sidelines. "You like fucking my sister, don't you, Jack? It's almost like fucking me, too. Think about that." She definitely had a point there. Wendy was kneeling on the bench, one hand teasing her clit and the other pumping into her pussy. Marta was breathless as she looked into my eyes. "Jack, suck on my nipples." I squeezed her boobs together, creating some cleavage so I could get my mouth on them more easily. "Oh, that's good. Mmm, suck them. Yes ... oh, that's making me crazy!" I sensed Marta was getting close to cumming. I was completely caught up in the "first time fuck" sensations of having a strange pussy around my cock. She was incredibly sexy—boy, did she feel good fucking me! Marta pulled away from my titty sucking and grabbed me tightly. The look on her face was delirious. "Oh, fuck me, Jack! Mmmh, oh, it's now ... now. Shit, I'm cumming again!" Marta's whole body bucked and trembled as she rode out her orgasm, her first ever in the cowgirl position. Her passion was very contagious. I felt a strange, warm sensation all over, knowing that we were going places sexually where she hadn't been before. All this time Wendy had been patiently observing her sister ride my cock. She had a simple request as Marta started to cool down. "Jack, I want more oral. Let me put my pussy on your face." Marta looked puzzled. "Do you want me to get off him now?" "No, stay right where you are. You can keep going once I'm in position. Jack, you can walk and chew gum at the same time, right?" We all got a laugh out of that. Wendy carefully climbed onto the bed and straddled me with her back to Marta. She moved her knees until she was just above my mouth and braced herself against the wall with her arms. I made sure my shoulders were behind her thighs so I could reach up and fondle her breasts while I ate her out. Marta had been slowly grinding on me while Wendy was getting into position. As soon as Wendy lowered her pussy down on my lips, Marta put her hands on her sister's shoulders for support and started to fuck me in earnest. I couldn't see her now, but I sure could feel her—and hear her steady moaning. I couldn't believe what was happening: I was doing two girls at once—and sisters! If I hadn't opened the front door, I would be fast asleep by now. This was all too much! "Suck my pussy, Jack. You did a real number on me earlier. I want to feel that again. Oh, god, yes. Right there ... oh, yeah!" I was somewhat new to the practice of having a girl sit on my face, but it was quite erotic. Just like Marta was in control sitting on my cock, so was Wendy, sliding her pussy all over my mouth. I stuck out my tongue and let her move her labia and clit exactly where it felt best for her. Not to say I was entirely passive about it. I was able to pick up on her cues and work together with her, pushing her quickly toward another climax. "Jack, I love the way you're licking my cunt. You like to suck on me, don't you? I knew you would. Oh, I'm getting close ... real close. Oh, shit ... don't stop!" Wendy pushed her pussy down on my mouth as she came. I could feel the spasms right on my lips. She was beyond wet—I loved the way she tasted. She was definitely the sweetest pussy I had ever gone down on. I could see getting hooked on that alone. As Wendy moaned and rubbed her sex all over my lips, I felt Marta get more aggressive with her movements. She seemed close to another orgasm. "Jack, I'm going to cum again. It was such a turn on to see you sucking Wendy's pussy. Oh, you're so hard up inside me. My god, Jack. Here it goes ... now!" Marta grabbed her sister tightly as she ground her pussy into me. I could feel her internal contractions grasp my cock as she poured her wetness on me. "Oh, Jack, Jack. Oh, god, that's so good. Oh, oh ... I've never felt this ... fuck!" It was odd feeling a woman cum so hard on my cock like that without being able to see her, not that I was complaining. After Marta had a chance to cool down, Wendy asked her to dismount. "Marta, can I have him to myself for awhile? I want to 69." Both girls moved off me, and Wendy turned around and lowered her pussy back onto my mouth. "Marta, hold my hair back so you can watch me suck him. It could be a learning experience." Marta got back on the bed and kneeled between my legs. She grabbed Wendy's hair in one hand and rested her other one on my thigh as she leaned in for a closer look. I felt my cock go into Wendy's mouth. Her oral technique was very confident. I enjoyed the sensation of her tongue swirling all around my cockhead. Then she took my full length into her throat. "Wendy! I can't believe you can get that whole thing in your mouth! Oh, my god. How can you do that?" I wondered about that, too. It was an entirely new sensation for me. Mind blowing, if you want to be honest. She was very good at it, maybe a little too good. I started to worry again about finishing early, but I still wanted to show my appreciation. I paused my cunnilingus for a second. "Fuck, Wendy, that's so hot. Damn, I love the way you're sucking me. Oh, god, yes!" Wendy let my cock slide out of her mouth while she kept stroking me. "Jack, I'm real close to cumming. If you want, you can shoot in my mouth." Wow! I almost did when she said that, but I wanted to hold out a bit longer if I could. I had yet to experience a mutual orgasm while 69ing a woman. There was no doubt in my mind that Wendy would be my first choice to practice with, but I didn't want to sell Marta short either. Her climax happened much quicker than the last time. Somehow I was able to keep from ejaculating but just barely. The feel and taste of Wendy cumming right on my mouth made me swoon. It was the third time that night, but having her lips and tongue all over my cock at the same time was a whole other sensation. I liked the way Wendy would shudder and groan as she rubbed her pussy on my mouth after she came. It took a few moments for her to calm down. Then she had a suggestion for her sister. "Marta, I want to watch Jack do you from behind—doggy style. That would be fucking hot!" She crawled off me and grabbed one of the big pillows. I got up and moved to the end of the bed. "Marta, come stand over here in front of Jack—facing the bed." "How do you want me ...?" "Just lean face down on the bed with your stomach on the pillow. Support yourself on your elbows. And bring both your knees up on the bed." Wendy helped her get situated by moving the big pillow until it lifted her pelvis up. "Spread your knees some more. There you go. Now, Jack, I'm going to need you to come in closer." Wendy took my prick and placed it at the entrance of Marta's pussy. I pushed in slowly, feeling her wetness all around my shaft. She moaned as each inch went in. I leaned over and braced my arms on the bed. My movements were slow and gentle as I let Marta get used to the feel of being taken from behind. "Oh, fuck, Jack! You're in really deep!" I tried to sense what pace would be right for her. She grunted as I hit bottom with each stroke. Even though she was incredibly slick and wet, her pussy was still as tight as a teenager—understandable, since she was barely out of that age category. Wendy didn't pull her hand away. She began playing with my balls and caressing my ass and thighs. She was a vocal participant as well. "Do her hard. Make her cum again. This is all new for her. It's my favorite position. I'll bet she likes it as much as I do. Do you like how he's fucking you, Marta?" "Yes, I like it real deep in me like this. It's really deep. Oh, Jack, fuck me hard!" I did as I was told. Marta was moaning loudly now as she let me thrust into her. She seemed like she might be able to cum again. I wondered if she had gone multiple with her other partners? Marta was definitely making up for my not being able to fuck Wendy. I slowly increased my pace, but I also altered the angle of my stroke. Marta seemed very appreciative. "Fuck, Jack! Your cock is ... is rubbing on me. It's hitting me just right. Right there. Oh, it's ... good god!" Wendy had eased right next to us on the bed. Her legs were spread wide, fingers flashing across her clit as she watched me slam into her sister. I shifted my position slightly to emphasize the downward force of my penetration. Marta's babbling and moaning became a hoarse croak as she gasped for breath. She turned her head to one side and grabbed the sheets with her fists. It seemed like she was trying to let out a scream but couldn't. Looking back on this years later—after information about the female g-spot became common knowledge—I realized I was probably hitting right on it in that position. Marta's body began to tense as she managed to blurt out a few words. "Oh, oh ... so good. Don't stop. Aaah ... think I'm going to pee. I can't ... oh, fuck!" She may have squirted a little when she came. I didn't notice at the time since her pussy was already so wet. Besides, I was concentrating very hard on not shooting into her yet. Marta convulsed as her orgasm surged through her. I glanced down at Wendy. At some point she had shifted even closer and draped a leg over mine. It was really hot watching her masturbate while I fucked her sister. Even though just our legs were touching, it sure qualified as three-way sex in my book. It was hard to hold back my own orgasm; I had to slow down. I savored the intense sensations of Marta's pussy as I slowly drew back and entered her several times, barely keeping my climax at bay. I was ready to cum, but I was hoping to figure out a way where both girls could participate. Sisters in the Night Marta was almost sobbing at that point. Wendy leaned over and stroked her sister's hair and caressed her. "Oh, Marta, that was amazing. That had to be a strong one. You're doing so good, girl. Just take it easy now ... catch your breath." Marta looked totally spent. I carefully pulled out of her and we fell down on the bed next to each other. I showered her with praise. "Marta, that felt wonderful. You were really good. I got so turned on. That was amazing, so intense ..." Wendy noticed my still erect cock. "Jack, I can't believe you haven't cum yet!" "Wendy, I'm actually very close to shooting my load. I really had to struggle to not cum in Marta—she was that good." I ran my hand softly over Marta's hip, nuzzled her hair, and left kisses on her shoulder as she continued to moan softly. "I know I can make that happen," Wendy boasted as she slid off the bed down onto the floor. "Jack, come over here and stand in front of me. Marta, get up and help me with this. Two on one will make this go very quickly." Marta was groggy as she crawled over to the edge of the bed. "What do you want me to do?" "Just watch me for a bit. I'll show you how it's done. Then you can join in." Wendy took my cock into her mouth and started to stroke me. Her hand went between my legs and began playing with my balls. I let out a long groan. "Marta, come down here. Sit next to me. Lean in and suck on his cock along with me." She looked up at me. "I'll bet you've never had this done to you, have you?" She was absolutely right—I had never been double teamed before. Marta was a bit slow to catch on, but soon she was pressing her lips to my shaft and matching her sister's licking and sucking motions all up and down my cock. "Oh, god. Wendy ... Marta ... that's incredible. You're so good. I've never felt anything like this. Oh, you two are perfect. Sucking me ... and stroking me. Oh, please, don't stop ... please!" The more I moaned and talked dirty, the more they seemed to get into it. Such power they had over me—a grown man, reduced to a babbling, pleading fool. I had a request. "Wendy, can you move around and suck my balls? I won't last long if you do that." "Mmm, you dirty boy. You want to feel your balls in my mouth? OK, spread your legs some more and give me room. Marta, keep sucking and stroking him." Wendy and I had a little trouble getting into position; but I widened my stance, and she figured out how to get her face up between my legs so she could lick my scrotum. She took each one of my balls into her mouth and gently sucked on them and ran her tongue all over my sac. Marta had found a good rhythm of sucking my cockhead and stroking my shaft. It was an exquisite sensation, one that I tried to savor as long as I could; but I couldn't hold back another second. I warned them I was ready to cum—and it would be a lot. "Marta, Wendy ... you're going to make me shoot a big load. You're too good. I can't keep it in any longer. I'm going to cum." Wendy's tongue had found the perfect spot behind my balls to push me over the edge. My cum started flowing out strongly before my actual ejaculation began. I was almost incoherent with lust at that point. Marta was startled by the unexpected flood of semen in her mouth and pulled her head back and coughed. It drooled out of her mouth and down onto her breasts. "Marta, don't stop! Keep stroking me. I haven't actually cum yet. Put your lips up to my cock and swirl your tongue around the head. Keep stroking, please. Yes, that's good. Keep sucking my cock. Like that ... yes ... oh ..." Wendy was doing excellent work with her mouth on my balls. It was my first time feeling a woman do that to me. I had never thought to request it before that night. Something about the wild, crazy sex we were having made me go for it, I guess. I was glad that Wendy was eager to please; it was indescribably sexy. That was it for me. My contractions started and cum spurted out on Marta's lips, over and over again, as she tried to keep up her stroking and licking during my heavy ejaculation. "Oh, Marta, that's good. That's perfect. Oh, god, I'm cumming hard. Wendy, what you're doing to me. It's making me crazy ... so intense. I don't want it to stop!" I heard Wendy utter several loud groans as she had her lips pressed up behind my balls. The groans were in time with each spurt of cum. I realized she could feel the rush of my semen throbbing against her tongue as I pumped out my load. Talk about a turn on! Marta gamely kept up on her end until I was spent. Several large shots of cum had landed on Wendy's face and neck and in her hair. It was all over Marta's lips and chin and dribbling down her breasts. My legs were like jelly; I crumpled down onto the bed. "Marta, that was perfect. You were so good. Wendy ... excellent. The way you did me ... both of you. I've never felt anything like that. It was the best. I've never cum so hard ... and so much. Oh, ladies, what you did to me. You're a dangerous combination!" I wondered if they had experienced facials before, particularly Marta. But they both stayed with it and didn't seem grossed out. Maybe some combination of the Q, their own sexual arousal, or the sheer intensity and novelty of the situation? I slid down onto the floor between the girls and put my arms around them. We were all swooning with fatigue and a post-coital buzz at the same time. Marta was almost out. I offered to get something to clean them up with. I staggered to my feet and slowly stumbled to the bathroom and started the hot water running. I opened the linen closet and got out two washrags. As the water was heating up, I saw the door open slowly—it was Wendy. She came up behind me and put both arms around me. As we looked into the mirror, she got a look at the aftermath of my orgasm for the first time. "I've got cum all over me!" she gasped. "Oh, my god, look at it—everywhere!" She started laughing. I wet a washrag and gave it to her. She started wiping her cheeks and her neck. She ran her fingers through her shaggy locks. "Oh, you spurted in my hair, too! We really emptied you out, didn't we?" "Wendy, I'm going to take this other one in to Marta." I stepped back into the bedroom and looked down at Wendy's sister. She seemed like she was passed out. I crouched down and gently called her name. "Marta, I'm going to clean you off." "Thanks," she mumbled as she tried to straighten up. I eased her back against the bed and wiped the semen from her face and breasts. A little had landed in her long hair, but I got that out the best I could. I helped her get up and shuffle over to the bed, pulling the covers over her after she flopped down. I went back to the bathroom where Wendy was peeing on the toilet and still cleaning herself off. She handed the washrag to me, and I rinsed it out and cleaned off my cock. Wendy's musk was still on my lips. "Wendy, I can taste you all over my mouth." She shuddered. "Oooh! I just got a little aftershock between my legs when you said that!" "Really? You know, Wendy, I love the way you taste. Your pussy's very sweet. And it was a total turn-on when you came right on my mouth. All three times." She got another aftershock. "Oh, Jack, I can't believe you gave me another little jolt just by saying that." She wiped and flushed and came over and gave me a long kiss, tasting her own cum as she ran her tongue all over my lips. I felt my prick swelling up again. "Jack, you really made good on your promise. And without putting your cock up in me." She giggled as she gave it a squeeze. I got even harder. "I'm going to want that in me some day. Don't wait too long." I doubted I could wait very long either. "And I know Marta is going to want a rematch after what she got from you tonight. That's probably the best fuck she's ever had—based on the sad tales she's told me about her other boyfriends." Normally I would have been very asexual after having a big orgasm like I did. But I felt my arousal returning, as well as a profound rush of sleepiness washing over me, as Wendy and I headed back to the bedroom. "Jack, you should sleep between us—in case either of us wants a morning fuck," Wendy joked. Not a bad idea. I always wanted one when I woke up next to a woman; and my previous bedmates had been eager participants as well. Wendy and Marta were probably no different. Neither Wendy nor I bothered to put on any clothes. Marta was fast asleep and naked, too. I blew out the candles and checked to make sure that the incense was burned out. Wendy held up the covers so I could get in the middle. I slid in next to Marta and moved right up against her thigh. As Wendy climbed in, she ducked down and took my cock in her mouth, giving it a final suck. She gave me ten seconds of her best moves, ending her fellatio with a flourish of her tongue and a final kiss on the tip. "That was nice, Wendy, thank you." She leaned across and gave me another long, inviting kiss. "Wendy, I can't stay awake another minute—even though I'd like to slide my cock right into your pussy." "I'm ready any time, Jack," she teased. We laughed as she snuggled up to me. Both of us settled down and closed our eyes. My mind was racing as sleep started to overtake me. What I just did! Sisters!! Such an intense sexual encounter. I'd probably never have anything like that happen again. Thoughts of what might be in store for us in the morning gave way to a deep slumber. * * * All characters and events are fictional, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events, is strictly coincidental.