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Soul Sistah

By: blackzilla99



I have searched the web long and hard looking for incest stories about black people. All the stories I have read involved white people. Don’t get me wrong I love incest stories, but I would love to read one about black people. I know it exists between black people, because it happened to me. That’s way I decided to tell my story. 

After I graduated from college I moved to New York City from Florida. I hated Florida. Back home I got no respect. I was what you called a black nerd. I was totally into computers and my studies. I was also very shy when it came to women, I just didn’t have any courage. In high school the other black kids made fun of me. I guess it was because I was 6’3", and I couldn’t play basketball to save my life. I just wasn’t interested in sports. Its weird how, just because your tall and black people assume you should be playing basketball.

I also wasn’t into what all the other black people were into at the time. I liked all kinds of music rock, rap, heavy metal, and alternative music. Black people for some reason can’t understand or except if your different then they are. The black girls in my school were so materialistic. If you didn’t wear the latest style of cloths, or have a car, and if you didn’t play ball, they considered you to be a sucker. Its not that I was ugly or anything, I just wasn’t down with all the image bullshit. So as you probably figured out by now I didn’t get any pussy in high school.

When I got to NYC all that shit changed real fast. I got me a good job working for a small software company. I rented a small but cozy studio in the village. I was making 60k a year and living the good life. I was banging chicks left and right. Fuck Florida, NYC was the place to be, I didn’t even go home to visit anymore. I was banging this rich white girl named Sharon, who lived on the upper west side .She was fine. She had long blonde hair that went all the way down to her ass, nice plump tits and a thick ass like a black women. We ended up breaking up when her father found out that I was black. I guess, a white man seeing his daughter with a big black man, is like his worse nightmare come true. Her father threatened to cut her off if she continued to see me. I guess the all mighty dollar always comes first.

It was hard to adjust to life without, Sharon. I missed filling her pussy up with cum every night. Watching my 8-inch thick black dick disappear into her ass, was something I was going to really miss. About a week later my phone rang, it was my younger sister Donna. "Hi Derrick its me Donna," I was shocked, my sister hadn’t called me in years. "Hey what’s up girl… how are you doing?" We chit chatted for a while; you know the usual family stuff. She told me that I forgot to call her for her 18th birthday. I told her I was sorry. I said what would you like for your birthday. She said, " I have a few weeks to kill before I start school. Then she said, " You think I could come to New York and visit for a week." Without thinking I said, " Sure you can, I’ll send you a plane ticket." She was so excited she was screaming into the phone. After I hung up the phone, reality hit me. I hadn’t seen my sister in about three years. The last time I saw her was right before I moved to NYC. She knew I was doing well because I always sent my mother money. I remembered that the last time I saw her she was acting like those stuck up black girls in our town. I always hated that type. But she was my sister and I knew she had never been north of South Carolina, and plus I wanted to see her. I promised myself that I would show her a real good time.

That next day I made all the arrangements. I booked her a first class ticket that was scheduled to arrive the following Friday at JFK airport. I also took a week off from work so I could show her the city.

Driving to JFK sucked, the traffic in NYC is something I still haven’t gotten used to. For some reason I was a little nervous waiting for her plane to land. I guess its because I didn’t know what to expect. While the people were filing out of the plane, I searched for my sister. Allot of really fine women got off the plane, but I still didn’t see my sister. Then I saw this women get off the plane. From a distance, I thought to myself "Look at this bitch."She stood about 5’9" with her high heels, nice and tall. She was wearing a short black mini skirt; it looked like both her big giant ass cheeks were fighting to get out of that skirt. She had big plump tits and her hair was in thin braids down to her shoulders. She looked like she was lost. I usually don’t bother with black women. Soon after I moved to NY I found out that most black women just have too much drama going on in their lives. They either had a bunch of kids or they where a bunch of gold diggers looking for some sorry broth’a to support their ass. I guess that’s why I only dealt with white women. All of a sudden, the women I had been checking out looked at me and smiled. She started running towards me. As she got closer I realized that it was my sister Donna. She jumped into my arms and said "Hi! Derrick," and hugged me real hard. The whole thing happened so fast. Could this be my little sister, this was not what I expected? She was absolutely beautiful.

After we ended our embrace I had to step back and give her another look. I said "Wow! Donna you sure grew up girl, I didn’t even recognize you." She said, " You look great too Derrick, have you been working out, and what happened to your glasses?"…. "Yeah I’ve been working out since I got here, I got contacts last year." She had the prettiest smile I had ever seen. I took her arm and lifted it above her head and twirled her around. She smiled and spun around to let me get a good look at her. She was blushing big time when she spun back around .At that moment I realized, before me stood a women, not the little sister I had last seen three years ago.

We got her luggage, and headed for my car. She never stopped talking the whole ride to my place. She was acting like a little girl in a big candy store. She was so excited to be in New York, as she had never been away from home before. She asked allot of questions about the city. When we entered the city her eyes light up. She was looking out the window at all the tall buildings. She was leaning out the window and that’s when I looked down and saw her thick sexy legs. Her mini skirt had ridden up a little to expose her thighs. Her legs looked so smooth and soft, my cock started to swell up. My little sister was making me hot. I could barely keep my eyes on the road.

When we arrived in the village she seemed to get more excited. She said, "I heard there are allot of crazy people down here". I said "Donna there are crazy people all over this city". When we entered my place she said, " I thought you had a small studio, this place is huge." My place wasn’t that big it just looked like it was because I didn’t have much furniture. I had a king size bed, a small love seat and a small dining area. She said, " I have never seen a bed this big before." Then she jumped in it and stretched out and rolled around like a little kid. It was real cute. Man she looked sexy lying in my bed like that. While she rolled around the bed her skirt road up exposing her crotch. She had on the sexiest black lace panties I’ve ever seen. Her pussy mound was fat. I could see the panties where splitting her thick pussy lips. I turned around real quick before she saw me looking.

I went right into my bathroom and closed the door. While I was looking at myself in the mirror I thought," What the fuck are you doing?" I was actually thinking about fucking my sister’s fat pussy. It’s been a few weeks since I had some pussy; maybe that’s why I was so sexually aroused. I kind of just laughed it off and said to myself "Yeah… I guess I miss Sharon, that’s why I’m trippin out like this." It’s been awhile since I last saw a women lying on my bed. I took some cold water and splashed it over my face. After I regained my composure I left the bathroom.

When I came out of the bathroom, Donna was lying in the middle of my bed with her arms folded behind her. This made her big plump tits stick straight up. The only thing I could say to myself was " Derrick keep your composure"… I said, "Hey girl, what do you want to do tonight?"…Donna replied, "Anything you want big bro, I’m all yours". Man if she could only read my mind, she would grab her stuff and run out of here as fast as she could. I said, "Kool… here’s my plan…we’ll go get something to eat later and then I’ll take you to a club tonight." Her eyes light up, " I always wanted to go to a real night club." 

We arrived at the club around 11:30; there was a line about a block long. My

sister said "I don’t think were going to get in, and don’t forget big brother (I love it when she says that) I’m only 18". I said "Don’t you worry about a thing little girl, I’ll take care of everything." She stopped dead in her tracks; with the cutest little grin on her she said, "I’m not a little girl anymore big bro."… I said, "Your right… I’m sorry… you are a women and a beautiful one at that. From now on I will treat you as one. She gave me a big hug and kiss on the lips and said, "Thanks bro, you don’t know how much what you just said means to me". I felt very warm inside; it was one of those very tender moments between a brother and sister that you don’t forget. I took her hand and said, "Come on, let’s go party!"

I hadn’t held my sister’s hand in years. Memories started coming back to me of when we where younger, and I would hold her hand to help her cross the street. Except, this time I was holding the hand of a young woman. I walked past all the fool’s on line heading straight for the front door. My sister said, "What about the line?" I just laughed. When we got to the big crowd in front of the door there were two big bouncers, one black and one white. I think my sister felt threatened. I could feel her gripping my hand a little harder. Then the big black bouncer spoke. "Hey Derrick, what’s up bro," he parted the crowd and we walked in the club. My sister was stunned. "Damn bro… I didn’t know you had it like that!" I guess she was impressed. This club was one of my regular spots I liked to chill at, because a lot of white women came here looking for black men.

The club was jumping that night. I headed straight for the bar; I needed a drink really bad. My boy Lex was tending the bar on the main level, and I knew he would hook me up with some phat drinks. I asked Donna what she wanted to drink. She said, " I will have whatever your drinking." I said to the bartender " Let me get two shots of tequila, and a Hennessey on the rocks. I wasn’t sure what level of drinking my sister was at. Well she really surprised me. She handled the shot of tequila like a trooper. "Damn girl I didn’t know if you can handle that." She said, " I didn’t think I could either, I never had tequila before, it’s not bad." I got us another round of shots, and then I ordered two long island ice teas. After the second shot, I was feeling pretty good. I could tell that my sister was feeling pretty good also. She had a very relaxed and excited look on her face.

A reggae song came on and my sister said "lets dance". She took my hand and led me to the main dance floor. We went right into the middle of the crowd. The music was loud and you could feel the bass in your chest. We started dancing normal at first. The dance floor was so crowded that we ended up very close to each other. Then the next reggae song that came on it was one of those slow grinding songs. I looked around; it was real dark on the dance floor. The other couples all around us started dancing real nasty,

which is something I love to do. I guess Donna noticed that too. She looked at me with her adorable baby eyes, and moved in real close. She slipped her leg between mine, and started to slow grind on my thigh. I put my hand on the small of her back, just above her thick butt, and started to grind back. What an incredible feeling. I could feel my younger sister grinding her pussy on one of my thighs, and her thigh was gently gliding under my balls. Donna had a big naughty smile on her face. I don’t know if it was the alcohol or just the situation we were in, cause she really started to get nasty. I was loving every bit of it. I said to myself, " Fuck it! Lets see how far she is willing to take this." I eased back a little, and then I grabbed her right hand and pulled her to me and spun her around. I wanted to feel that fat ass on my cock. Without skipping a beat, she pressed that big thick juicy booty hard up against my cock. I couldn’t take it any more, my cock started to swell big time.

I could tell that Donna was having a good time. The D.J. was really starting to turn the party out. I knew that by now, she could feel my cock poking her ass. Sweat was pouring down my face. I guess the next song the D.J. played was one of her favorites, because she pushed her booty hard up against my ragging hard on, and kept it there. I put my hands on her waist and pulled her to me. Dancing with my sister like that was one of the most erotic moments of my life. We danced real slowly; it was like we were one unit, connected to each other at the waist. We were dancing so fucking nasty and it was sexy. 

Imagine what was going through my mind. Even though I was a little drunk, I still knew exactly what was going on. Here I was with my fine ass sister, dirty dancing with her in a N.Y.C. nightclub. My mind was on overload. Thousands of dirty thoughts flashed in and out of my brain. Pictures of her as a child flashed though my mind, but, I couldn’t make the connection because what was in front on me, grinding her ass into my crotch, was not the little girl I remembered. It felt wrong, but it felt so damn good. I started to wonder, "What the hell must she be thinking?" I wondered if she thought I was nasty. I wanted to know what she was thinking. Was she enjoying this as much as I was? It was too much for me to handle. The battle in my mind, whether this was right or wrong, went on for what seemed like hours. However, it was actually only seconds. I decided to just go with the flow; it was too late to stop now, "Shit I didn’t want to stop anyway." I closed my eyes and decided to just enjoy this moment.

I was so lost in my fantasies; I didn’t even realize the D.J. started playing some house music. " Derrick…. Derrick…. lets go get a drink." It took me a second to come back to reality. On the way back to the bar I said to my sister "Girl I didn’t know you could dance like that." She turned to me and whispered in to my ear "There’s allot of things you don’t know about me big bro." My boy Lex hooked us up with some drinks on the house. We sat down at the bar and chit chatted for a while. I noticed allot of the guys in the club walking by staring at my sister. Some of the guys even did a double take. Another guy was bold enough to ask her to dance right in front of me. She politely told him " No thank you, I’m on a date." The guy then looked at me, and apologized. After he left, we both started laughing. " Donna you can dance with other guys if you want. Don’t let me hold you back, have fun girl." She looked at me with her precious smile and said, "You’re the only man in this club I want to dance with big bro, and I don’t give a damn about these other fools in here. Plus I need you to protect me from these guys, there looking at me like I’m steak, and they haven’t even eaten in days". We both fell out laughing. If she only knew, I was looking at her the same way.

I needed to get out of this club. It was real hot and getting too crowded. I said to Donna, " Lets get out of here." We jumped in a cab and headed back to my place downtown. In the cab, Donna was talking a mile a minute. She gabbed on and on about the club. She told me how much fun she had. When the cab arrived at my place, while getting out, Donna damn nearly fell on her face. Good thing I was there to catch her. She fell backwards into my arms. I caught her under her armpits and the palm of my hands landed on those plump juicy tits of hers. Her tits were nice, soft, and heavy. Donna started giggling as I helped her to her feet. " I think you had too much to drink young lady." I said. " Those long island ice teas are the bomb. Derrick, they kind of sneak up on ya" she said.

When we finally entered my studio apartment, the first thing that came to my mind was getting in the shower. I felt all wet and sticky. Donna walked in, flopped right on the bed, and rolled over on her back. "Those long island ice teas are real powerful bro". Her skirt had ridden way up to the top of her thighs. I got a tiny little peak of her panty covered pussy mound. I thought to myself "Damn she got a phat!!… Pussy." Thank God she couldn’t see me looking. She rolled around in the bed giggling, and talking about how much fun she had at the club. I said, "Hey girl I’m going to take a shower, I feel all sticky." Donna said, "Yeah, I wanna take one to." I said, " Ok cool I’ll go first, I know you women take forever. She then said, giggling, " Remember when mommy used to work late, and you had to make sure I took my bath. I would run around naked, and you would chase me trying to get me to put some cloths on. " Yeah I remember, you used to drive me crazy. I wanted to put you across my lap and give you a good spanking." Donna started laughing hysterically. " I only did it cause, I knew it drove you nuts. It was fun having you chase me around the house, and I knew you would never hurt me." She started bringing up memories I had totally forgot about. It sure is funny the things we remember about our childhood. I said, " Well I’m still your big brother, and if you try that shit again, I’m going to spank dat… ass."…. "Ooooh!! Is that a promise? I’m so scared," she said sarcastically. We both started laughing. I said " Girl…. your drunk." 

The cool water hitting my body in the shower was very refreshing. Wow! What a night I thought to myself. I replayed all the events of the evening in my mind. I thought about how my sister looked in the club. I thought about how we danced together. I thought about how sensual she was on the dance floor and how gracefully her body moved against mine. Instinctively my hand found my cock and started to stroke it. I used my memories like one would use a VCR. Fast forwarding and rewinding visions of my sister’s fat ass pressing against my bulging cock. She had to feel it; she just had to feel my thick cock pressing against her soft thick ass. Lost in the erotic porno that was playing in my mind, I was startled when I heard…. Boom Boom Boom. "Come on Derrick, hurry up. I thought you said women take forever. You’ve been in there 15 minutes." Snapping back to reality I said, " Sorry, I’ll be out in a second". My cock was begging me for relief. I wanted to cum so bad. My balls looked all swollen, and they felt heavy. I said to myself " Man you have to stop thinking like this. Now my lust had turned to anger. I was a little angry with myself. Here I am, a grown man lusting after his younger sister. 

I got out of the shower and put on a pair of boxer’s. When I opened the door Donna was standing right out side. She was standing in front of me wearing nothing but a towel, wrapped around the top of her huge breasts. " About time bro." she said." I’m sorry the water felt so good." The evil incestuous side of my mind took over again. She was absolutely stunning standing there in that towel. " Damn Derrick, you done swelled up big time." Oh my God… did she see my swollen cock? I put my head down in shame. She then poked at my bare chest a couple of times with her finger. She said, " I guess all the time you said you’ve been spending at the gym is paying off." What a relief, I thought I was busted. Thank God she walked into the bathroom. I just stood there. Feeling guilty and ashamed. I thought to myself maybe it’s the alcohol. I was trying to find some excuse for my behavior.


Soul Sistah



I went to my sink and got myself a cold glass of water. I got a blanket and a few extra pillows and put them on the sofa for myself. I started to imagine what my sister looked like in the shower. I envisioned the cool water, running down her voluptuous body. Images of her rubbing soap around her plump tits and fat ass filled my brain. I couldn’t take this any more. I needed something to take my mind off my sister’s body. I grabbed the remote control, and turned on the TV. 

I was lying in my bed flipping the remote looking for something to watch. I was mentally exhausted. Donna had worn me out. My mind finally started to slow down. I felt my eyes lids getting heavy, and then I slowly drifted off to sleep. 

I woke up in the middle of the night lying on my side. I felt something warm and gentle against my body. In a dazed and confused state of mind, I tried to get my bearings.

Then it hit me; I started rewinding the tape in my head. " O shit!!!…I must have fallen asleep in the bed. I was lying on my left side; I had my right hand inside the waistband of my sister’s panties on top of her bush. I froze right there. " O my God what have I done?" Now I was awake and terrified. I used to wake up in the morning like this all the time. My ex-girlfriend Sharon told me that she loved when I did that to her. Sometimes when I fell asleep before her, while she was up watching TV, she said that I would rollover

and slip my hand into her panties and finger her cunt while I was asleep. I could feel and hear Donna fast asleep. " Jesus! How the fuck am I going to get out of this situation, God, why are you punishing me like this?" I said to myself.

I didn’t know what to do. If Donna woke up and found my hand on top of her pussy, she surely would scream. "I must be dreaming, this can’t be happening". The nightmare went to the next phase when I felt my cock start to swell. Like a snake searching for food, my cock found its way threw the hole in my boxers and wedged itself under her thick ass. "This is not good," I thought to myself. I tried to ease my hips back a little away from my sister’s ass. I tried my best to move slowly. To my amazement, a soft moan escaped from my sister’s mouth. Then she moved back and pressed her thick black booty even closer to my throbbing cock. My cock was firmly pressing against the crotch of her panties. My right hand was still on her soft curly pubic mound. I could feel the heat between her legs. This was too much for me; I had to get my hand out of there before she woke up.

I think I moved my hand only about an inch, when another soft moan escaped my sister’s lips. That stopped me dead in my tracks. She rocked her hips slowly toward me, which made my hand slip even further into her panties. My hand now rested on the very place I had been fantasizing about all night. The feeling was incredible, the palm of my hand rested on her silky soft pubic hairs, and my fingertips melted onto her hot, moist swollen pussy lips. A bolt of sexual electricity shot threw my body, starting at the top of my head and ending at the tip of my hungry black cock. 

The battle between Good and Evil started again in my brain. Good, didn’t stand a chance. I was out of control. My mind was trying to tell my body what to do. But my hand was to close to this forbidden fruit. Like Eve in the Garden of Eden, I just had to take a bite. At that moment all I wanted was to feel my sister’s most sacred place. My hand felt like it belonged there. I closed my eyes and set fourth on my journey to the most forbidden place on earth, my sister’s sweet pussy. Without hesitating, my middle finger parted her moist pussy lips. Donna’s pussy was so tender. The inner folds of her pussy felt like silk. I have felt allot of pussies in my life, but none like my sisters. "Mmmmmm", another soft and sexy moan came from my sister. This caused my hips to move a little closer. I pressed up against Donna’s ass. I needed to feel some pressure on my cock. The tip of my eight-inch throbbing black beast was rewarded with a nice warm place to rest comfortably.

My cock pressed firmly under my sister’s thick ass. My middle finger was lightly stroking her rapidly moistening cunt. " I can’t believe this," I said to myself. "How could something so evil feel so damn good?" I wanted my sister so bad. . Donna started to moan in her sleep. It was a soft and sexy moan. I slowly started to work on her clit. When I first put pressure on her clit, I was rewarded with a gush of pussy juice on my fingertips. In my entire life I don’t think I have ever been this excited. How could she still be asleep? How could she not wake up? My mind was full of questions. I wanted more. Just rubbing her clit wasn’t enough for me. My cock ached for my sister; I could feel my balls swelling up. 

I wanted to feel her insides. I had to do this… I needed to do this. I worked my middle finger to the entrance of her sweet precious cunt. Her pussy immediately contracted around the tip of my finger. I couldn’t believe how tight she was. Then I thought to myself, " Was she a virgin?" In all our conversations I had never asked her. Donna’s got a body that was built for fucking. There is no way in hell she made it this far in life, without giving the pussy to somebody. I slid my finger in as far as I could .I felt her body actual shaking the bed. I got real scared all of a sudden. I knew I should stop now while I could still get away with my crimes against my sisters body. Was it a crime what I was doing to her? How could making somebody feel good be a crime? I said " Derrick stop this insanity." Enough was enough, the guilt and shame took over. I did what I wanted to do. I started to pull my hand out of my sister’s meaty cunt. Then my heart stopped when I felt Donna place her hand on top mine. I was frozen stiff. Her breathing abruptly changed also. That’s it, GAME OVER. I thought to myself. The silence in the room was defining." Derrick" Donna said in a very sleepy sounding voice. " Oh my fucking God" I thought to myself. My greatest fear was now confirmed. My sister was awake and my hand was still buried in her sweet pussy. " Dear God what have I done. How the fuck am I going to explain this to my sister? A sister that looked to her brother for protection. A sister that trusted her older brother. The guilt and shame I felt deflated my cock immediately. I didn’t say a word.

"Derrick" my sister said again. I had to say something I didn’t want Donna to scream. The first thing I thought of was to just say I was sorry. I hoped she could forgive me, "Dear God, please let her forgive me." A second ago I didn’t give a damn about God, now I was begging him for help. I prayed for him to tell my sister to forgive the sins of her brother. With my hand still deep inside the succulent folds of her pussy I said, "Donna, I am sorry. Please forgive me. I just couldn’t help myself. She was silent, but she didn’t move. I was scared to death. Then she said in a very soft voice. " Is that your hand on my pussy?" God, how embarrassing! With no way out of this situation I had to answer. " Yes Donna, I’m so sorry. Please forgive me." I started to pull my hand out of her pussy, when all of a sudden I felt her hand squeeze my hand. I froze again. " Its ok Derrick, I’m not mad at you bro". I was finally able to take a breath.

" Its my fault Derrick," she said. There was no way I was going to let her blame herself. " Donna, this is not your fault. I just couldn’t control myself. You’re so beautiful. I woke up with my arm around you. Your body felt so good. It was innocent at first. But then my lust for you took over. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me". Again I started to pull my hand from my sister’s pussy. She locked her hand on mine again squeezing it hard. What was she doing I thought to myself? Did she want me to feel even more embarrassed? For a second time she said, " Derrick it’s my fault, I’ve been teasing you all night." I was surprised to hear my sister say that. I started to calm down a little after she said that. I still had one more problem, my hand. I could feel the palm of my hand getting damp. I couldn’t tell if it was my sister or myself. I said to Donna, in a very soft voice, "Can you let my hand go…please." I could tell she was even more awake and much more aware of our situation. " NO" she said giggling like a child.

I couldn’t believe my ears. Did she just say no? " Please Donna this is so wrong. I feel terrible for what I have done to you." A part of me did feel bad. " Derrick… you’re a man, and I understand. Stop feeling bad. You’re hand feels good. See how wet my pussy is." With that she shoved my hand back down into her panties. At this point I was totally confused and excited. My sweet sister wanted me to feel her hot pussy. Lust, once more

started pumping though my veins. " Donna are you sure it s ok?" I said. I needed for her to tell me it was ok. I needed to hear it from her lips. Well, she didn’t have to say a word. Her body told me everything I needed to know. Donna parted her legs and my finger dipped right into her warm gooey cunt. "Mmmmm my god," I said allowed. Donna didn’t say word. Her soft moans told me that she was enjoying this. I could feel her cunt contracting around my finger. I started to dip my finger in and out of her cunt. She slowly started moving her hips back and forth. Donna began to moan even loader. " Your pussy feels so good Donna," I said. I could smell Donna’s sex. It was sweet and sensual. My cock was back to full strength. Donna’s movement bought my cock to rest in between her thick ass cheeks. I was in another world. Donna was on fire and my fingers were doing magical things to her pussy. " OOOHHHH YEEESS OOHH YEEESS OOHH GOD" I could feel her pussy muscles clamping down on my finger. Her body ripped into a powerful orgasm. Her hips started bucking wildly. I put my finger on her clit and rubbed it furiously. " OOOHH OOHH" was all she could say. My sister’s pussy was on fire. In all my life, I have never felt a pussy that was so fucking hot. Her tender pussy released a boiling hot batch of pussy juice on my hand.

Donna’s breathing started to come back to normal. My hand was still gently stroking her well-fingered cunt. " Derrick that felt sooo…. Goooood" I made my sister cum, I made my sister cum. The voice in my head repeated this over and over. I finally 

pulled my hand out of Donna’s cunt. A soft and satisfied moan came out of her mouth.

" That was incredible," I said to Donna as I rested my hand on her stomach. " Mmmm …bro you have magic fingers."

I wanted to know how much sexual experience she had. " Donna have you had sex yet"? She didn’t say a word. Fuck I thought to myself, maybe I should not have asked. She said " I did it once with a boy from school, a couple of weeks ago. We were going together for a few months. He begged me to do it with him." Her voice was soft and gentle while she explained this story to me. I held her very lovingly. She told me that she finally gave into the boy on her senior prom night. She said it was horrible. She told me the boy just forced his cock into her pussy real fast and hard. She said she wasn’t even ready yet. " It was like he was in a rush or something." She said it hurt so bad she screamed. Then she told me he pushed it in about 5 times. Then he started grunting and said he was cumming. I felt so bad for her. How could this fucking asshole do this to my sister? " Derrick it hurt so bad. The next thing I knew he pulled his dick out …. My pussy was stinging with pain. I couldn’t believe how fast it happened". My blood was boiling. If I knew this guy I would go fuck him up right now. I guess that was the protective brother side of me. Even though her story was of a depressing nature, my cock couldn’t care less. It started to push up against my sister’s fat ass. Just when I thought her story couldn’t get any worse, Donna said, " The next day at school, he told all his friends. He told his friends how he fucked me all night and how I sucked his dick…. I was so embarrassed, he told lie after lie about me. I‘ve never sucked a dick in my life". My emotions went from anger to pure love for my sister. This guy really dogged her out. She didn’t deserve that from him. I kissed her softly on her neck and said, " You deserve so much better Donna… and that guy was nothing but an ungrateful asshole." I then placed my right hand on one of her plump tits and gave it a playful squeeze.

Donna had taken me on an emotional roller coaster. I wanted to make things right for her. I wanted to erase the painful memories of her first sexual experience. I wanted to show her what lovemaking was really about. I decided to become her teacher. I wanted her to feel things she never thought possible. I said " Donna do you still trust me?" She turned her head to me and said, " Of course I do bro". Without saying another word. I pulled back the sheet real slowly off our bodies. I don’t think she had a clue as to what I was doing. And that’s precisely what I wanted. I went over to the nightstand and light up two scented candles. It was the perfect amount of light. I could see my sister now lying in my bed. She looked so lovely. I was going to teach her how to make love. She had a trusting naughty little smile on her face. It was the look that only a brother and sister could share.

I went to the foot of the bed. Donna was lying on her back watching me to see what I would do next. My eyes drank in her beauty. My eyes started at her toes and worked there way up to her pretty brown eyes. " Donna I need you to trust me and do everything that I ask of you…OK". She didn’t say word. She just nodded her head. I then climbed onto the bed and placed both my hands on her hips and rubbed her hips softly. Her ebony skin was so soft and smooth. I looked into her trusting eyes and placed my hands on the waistband of her panties. As I started to lightly tug on her panties she raised her butt off the bed for me to easily remove them. I was treated to the world’s sexiest pussy. Her pussy hair was thick and matted down. Her dark skin made my cock twitch. I extended both my hands out. She reached out with both of her hands. I pulled her toward me to get her in the sitting position. " I gave her a sweet kiss on hers lips. " Take off your shirt baby. Like a student listening to her favorite professor, she removed her belly t-shirt obediently. I gasped for air when I saw her plump tits. The looked delicious. Donna smiled when she saw my reaction. 

I started my mission at my sisters sexy little toes. I kissed and sucked on her feet like a little boy sucking on a lollipop. While I was sucking on her toes I slipped out of my boxers. It felt so good to finally free my cock .I gave my sister soft gentle kisses on her feet. I could hear her giggling a little. I slowly parted her legs. She gave me no resistance. I was in total control and loving it. I then worked my up her inner thighs. She was now starting to breath heavy again like before. The closer I got to her pussy the more excited I got. Her scent was intoxicating. I knew that no man had ever tasted her juice. It excited me to know that I would be the first man to feast on her tender flesh. I parted her legs even wider. Her pussy lips opened up. I was looking into her soul. My sister’s pussy lips looked moist and swollen. God I can’t wait to taste it. I wanted to tease Donna. I wanted her to beg me to eat her pussy. With my fat tongue, I positioned myself right between her thighs. I put my fat tongue against her pussy lips and gave her one slow lick upwards. Her body trembled when I made first contact. Her pussy was mouth-watering. I didn’t want to give her the full pussy eating experience just yet; I just wanted to give her a sample. My tongue split her pussy lips with a gentle force. I felt her clit against my hungry tongue and applied pressure. " Aaaaaggghhh" she moaned softly. I continued to move my tongue upward to the top of her furry pussy mound. I kissed my way up to her plump tits. I kissed and sucked each breast tenderly. I wanted Donna to enjoy this experience. I wanted her to never forget this night.

Donna’s body was delicious. Her flesh was soft and warm. I massaged and licked her big plump tits. They were so heavy and full. Donna started to moan while I tongue-fucked her juicy tits. " Mmmmm Derrick, that feels so good". She then grabbed the back of my head and pressed it firmly into her breast. I put a nipple between my teeth and started to swirl my tongue around it. Donna’s, body started to move wildly underneath me. Her soft thighs started to brush against my thick cock. The heat coming from her body was incredible. Her soft and sexy moans filled the room. I wanted so desperately to shove my cock into my sister juicy pussy. I wanted her to tell me to fuck her; I wanted her to beg for my cock. I started licking my way down her body until I was just above her pussy. Her cunt hypnotized me; it looked so calm and relaxed. Her dark moist pussy lips were mesmerizing, it seemed like they were calling my name, " Derrick…….Deer-rick." I answered the call by placing my tongue deep into my sister’s soul. Immediately she responded with a loud and throaty moan. I went to town on Donna’s pussy. I was where no man had gone before with my tongue. I used my tongue like a shovel, trying to scoop out as much pussy juice as I could. Her dark pussy was incredibly tender. Her sweat liquid filled my mouth. " Mmmmmm….Yeeees…. Mmmmm…Yeeeessss …Derrick." Her moaning and saying my name excited me even more. I grabbed her by the hips and then I slammed my face into her pussy. My beautiful ebony sister started bucking her hips wildly. I knew she was close to erupting into another violent orgasm. I used my whole entire face to stimulate my sister’s cunt, I used my nose to stimulate her clit as I drove my tongue deep into her body searching for more of her liquid gifts. The smell of her young chocolate pussy filled my nostrils, for I have never smelled a pussy that was so fresh and sweet. I positioned my mouth over her clit and feverously went to work on it. Again I received a fresh batch of her forbidden juices. I clamped down on her clit and she started moaning hard, the vibrations sent her over the edge. " Aaaaaaaaagh…Yeees…

Yeees…. I…I….I’mmm…. cumming," she screamed at the top of her voice. She mashed her pussy in my face, her body seemed to have locked for a brief moment then she just started trembling hard. " AAAggggghhhh,"… escaped her mouth as I felt all the air leave her body as she collapsed. I pulled my mouth a few inches away from my sisters, tongue-fucked dripping pussy. I knew I had done something for her that she would never forget. With my face still a few inches away I blew soft warm air onto to her pussy, almost like one would exhale a puff of smoke from a cigarette, I used my breathe to cool down her pulsating pussy. Then she said the words I have waited since the moment she stepped of the plane. In a low and breathless tone she said, "Derrick…I want you to fuck me…. Teach me how to fuck big bro." Her words reached deep into my soul. My sister had just asked me to fuck her. The guilt I felt earlier was no more. The word incest was not in my vocabulary anymore. Lying before me was a beautiful young black princess who wanted my cock.

Donna was on her back with her legs spread wide, awaiting me. Her dark purplish pussy lips opened slightly, it looked so small exposing the dark hole to her soul. I placed the tip of my throbbing black member at the entrance and held it there. To me one of the most exciting things about having sex with a woman for the first time is that moment just before you enter her. It’s a powerfully erotic moment, for there is no turning back and it only happens once. In that brief moment all the events that got me to this point flashed before my eyes. This time it was my precious sister Donna that I was about to enter, and that feeling was so much more powerful then I have ever felt with any other woman in my life. To extend this feeling I said to Donna in a soft tone, " Are you sure you want to do this Donna?…Do you want me to do it?… babygirl…. Do you want big Bro to fuck you with his big cock?" Donna’s breathing increased as she spoke softy, " Yeees… Derrick I want you to fuck me… I want you so bad big bro…. Please don’t make me wait any longer…I’m ready to become a real women." As I brought the tip of my rock hard black cock to her outer lips I noticed how my dearest sister was grabbing the sheets, bracing herself for my 8- inch invader. The last time my sister was in this position "The boy", I called him that, slammed his cock into her and selfishly abused my poor sister’s virgin pussy. I loved my sister and would never dream of hurting her that way. I was going to give her as much control of this passionate moment as I could.




Soul Sistah



I slowly eased the head of my cock into her moist dark pussy. It was amazing to watch her pussy lips stretch around the head of my cock. Her slit was like silk, warm wet and real slippery. Donna had her eyes closed and was biting down on her lower lip. I stopped right there to let her pussy adjust to my girth. I guess it shocked her that I didn’t slam it in her because I felt her body relax and she opened her eyes. She looked so pretty lying there. She didn’t have to say a word; her eyes spoke to me and told me it was ok to go in deeper. I then slowly pushed in another inch, and then another till I had half of my thick cock in her. Her pussy was the tightest pussy I had ever felt, it was even tighter then most of the white girls I had fucked in the ass. Then I pulled my cock out till the head was at the entrance of her dark paradise. I pushed back into her only giving my sister half of my cock. Slowly I worked half my cock in and out of my sister’s incredibly tight pussy. " Does it feel good?… Donna."… Donna looked up at me and said " Yeesss …Derrick ….I can feel you inside me…"I could feel her pussy juicing up and starting to give way to my rock hard cock. " Can I put it in deeper?" She spoke soft and sexy " Yes big bro…. deeper." I gave her another two inches in one slow long thrust. I felt her pussy muscles clamp down and hold my cock in place. " Oh what an amazing pussy" I thought to myself. Donna’s body tensed up for only a second, and then relaxed again as I started to pull my cock back. I wanted so desperately to pound my sister’s pussy but I wanted to wait till she was ready. And I knew she would be ready soon.

I increased my rhythm ever so slightly on her exquisite pussy. Donna started moaning with my every thrust. The sensations I felt throughout my body were mind blowing. Donna’s soft moans had now turned into low grunts of pleasure. Her inexperienced pussy was working on raw instinct, as it started to massage my cock, bathing it with her love oil. I was really worked up at this point as I increased my pace on her delicious dark pussy. " Is it good baby… do you like how my dick feels in your pussy?" I whispered to her. " Oh. …Yeesss! …Derrick… It feels so good… Don’t stop please don’t ever stop." she said softly. " Do you want all of it… baby girl ….do you want all of your brothers cock inside your pussy?" It was like my words triggered the dark animalistic sexual side of my sister. She reached out her arms inviting me into her bosom. Donna put her hands on the sides of my face and gave me a deep and passionate kiss. Our tongues danced with each other, like our bodies had done earlier that evening. Donna broke our kiss and pushed my head back and stared into my eyes lovingly. Then she said in a tone I hade never heard from her before, " FUCK ME…Fuck me Derrick… I want all of your cock inside me bro…" I loved the tone in her voice; it was so fucking sexy and nasty at the same time. I said, " Are you sure baby girl?" I loved this, hearing my sister demanding me to fuck her. It was priceless. " Yes…I’m ready big brother." She said. The way she said big brother caught my attention. The look in her eyes told me she wanted me to hear her say the word " brother". Then with a little naughty grin on her face she said, " Fuck your Sistah…fuck me hard…fuck my pussy… Derrick!" With my next stroke I buried my cock deep into my sisters cunt " Aaggghh… Yeees" I grunted as I felt my balls land against her soft smooth ass. Donna held me tight and her body started to shake as she was hit with another powerful orgasm. I grinded my pelvis into her clit, to intensify her orgasm. I didn’t hesitate, I started to really fuck my sister hard, the way I wanted to from the beginning. She was finally ready for what I hoped would be the fucking of a lifetime for the both us.

Donna’s pussy was incredibly flexible at this point. My experience prepared her pussy for this moment as a started to dive deep into the bottom of her pussy. Looking at my sisters beautiful face, knowing that it was my cock; her brothers cock giving her so much pleasure was bringing me close to the edge. Her whole body trembled with every incestuous blow my thick black cock descended on her young pussy. Her moans and the sound of my swollen balls slapping against her ass were like a beautiful song. I was ready; I was ready to unload my seed. Donna, even though she was inexperienced knew I was close to cumming. She reached for me and pulled me close to her as I continued to seek the deepest part of her body with my cock. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me close to her cheek and whispered, " You ready to cum big brother." ….. "Ohhhhh Yeeesssss," I grunted. My cock was on fire I could feel my load building up, I was maybe 30 seconds from blowing my load. I had made my plans to pull out of my sister and blast my cum all over her body. Then Donna shocked me, she whispered in my ear " I want you to cum in my pussy Derrick… I want to feel your cum in my pussy…baby…. Its ok…big bro… I’m on the pill." The one thing I loved more then anything, was cumming deep inside a woman’s pussy. I couldn’t even respond to my sister. The strain of wanting to cum took control of my body and vocal cords. I let my stokes speak for me and my sister new I was just seconds away. I held her tight as I pushed even deeper into the succulent folds of her well-lubricated pussy. " That’s it bro cum…. cum…. cum in my pussy...Mmmmmm…I want to feel it Derrick…cum in my pussy bro…Do it. …yesss that’s it… Cum in my pussy and make me a women." I was dizzy. I felt my whole body start to tremble as I felt my balls starting to quake. Donna then wrapped her legs around my back and said, " Cum in your Sistah’s pussy!" On that command I buried my cock as deep as I could into her body and unleashed a thick hot blast of cum deep into my sisters womb. Thick heavy ropes of cum blasted out of my cock " Aagggghhhhh …yesss" I screamed, as my hips bucked and another blast came spewing out of my cock plastering her womb with more of her brother’s seed. I was bucking uncontrollably then I felt my sister wrap her legs tight around my ass making sure my cock stayed in place, with one final thrust I deposited the last blast of incestuous serum deep into my loving sisters soul. Exhausted from the life altering, incestual experience I collapsed on top of my sister, breathless. 

Never in my life had I experienced such a powerful orgasm. Its funny and yet scary, how the reality of what you have done hits you right after you ejaculate. It’s like waking up felling a cold blast of air. As I started to catch my breath, with my cock starting to slowly deflate in my sister’s pussy, the reality of what my sister and I had just done was clear. I had just fucked my own flesh and blood, and loved it. The battle in my mind with the incest Gods was over. My sister and I had just become members of a dark secretive world. I knew that our relationship had changed forever. Again I ask myself how could something that feels so good be so wrong? As I gazed into my sisters beautiful brown eyes, I finally came to terms with any feelings of guilt I felt. I had just made love to a beautiful black woman, that fact the she was my sister made it that more intense. We were both adults and this was the path we had chosen. I would have given anything in the world to know what she was thinking about at this moment. My telepathic question to my sister was soon answered when she looked deep into my eyes and said, " Thank you Derrick …thank you for everything…Thank you for taking your time with me… Thank you for being loving and gentle…and most of all, thank you brother, for making feel like a real woman." It warmed my heart to hear my sister say those words. I then said, "Donna… my love …I should be the one saying thank you…I want to thank you for sharing your body and your soul with me. Tonight I experienced things I never thought possible." Then I gave her a brotherly kiss on the cheek. I slowly lifted myself off of my sister. We both watched in amazement as I slowly pulled my deflated cock out of her cum soaked pussy. It was one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen. Then the evidence left behind from our incestual affair came pouring out of her body. It flowed slowly out of her like white lava. Thick gobs of cum mixed with her own juices dribbled out of the tender folds of her pussy lips. I have watched my cum ooze out of many pussies before, but this was my sisters pussy, and this time it was ten times as special. I said to Donna " Don’t move…I’ll be right back." I rushed to the bathroom and grabbed a hand towel. I let it run under the hot water to dampen it. When I returned, my trusting sister was lying in the bed with her legs spread and her brothers cum still leaking out of her. I dove on the bed between my sister’s legs like a small child playing superman. It caused Donna to start laughing and giggling. It felt good to hear her laughing again, 

" What are you doing bro?" she said giggling. I replied " Shhhhh…. I’m cleaning my sister’s gorgeous pussy …if you don’t mind." Then I placed the warm wet towel on her pussy and started to gently clean up our intertwined love juices. " Mmmmmm," Donna moaned as she felt the warm wet towel on her pussy. I took my time; I really enjoyed this final act with my sister. When I was all done I put my mouth to her pussy and gave it a kiss and then said," Good night." Donna laughed at the fact that I was talking to her pussy. I climbed back on to the bed, I got myself back into the position I was when this all started. Donna quickly flipped to her side and cuddled up spoon like and backed her thick booty right into my crotch. She said, " Goodnight big brother." I replied, " Goodnight sweet sister," then I placed my hand around her stomach and pulled her close to me. She started to giggle, and then she took my hand and placed it between her legs, resting it on top of her warm pussy mound and said "Goodnight." 

I don’t know what tomorrow may bring or how she will feel in the morning, but I wasn’t worried. What we shared tonight was special, and, no matter what people may think, no one could ever take it away from us.

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Soul Sisters



Novella Length ~ 35,000 words

For those that can't wait:

Ch.19 - First Date with black man

Ch.20 - Sissy Sex

Soul Sisters

Chapter 1

Lori swept into our lives like the hot August winds of Tucson. My wife, Erin, and I moved there for the fall semester when I got a job as an assistant professor at the law school. Erin found a job at Lori's dad's small accounting firm. He was just starting a branch office and Lori came down from Phoenix to help on their first big project.

Just out of college, money was tight with our school debt hanging over our heads. Erin and Lori immediately hit it off over the phone. When Lori offered to pay us her per diem to put her up in the second bedroom at our tiny apartment, we agreed.

The first time Lori flew in, Erin was stuck in a client meeting so I went to pick Lori up at the airport. I was holding up a sign as Lori walked through security. When Lori waved at me, the woman next to me said, "Are you twins?" 

It was a little odd. Lori was tall and skinny wearing a long slip dress and a gorgeous smile. But for Lori's small perky tits, we were the same...well my hair was a little longer. Her vivacious personality overcame the weird perm job she had. We were both five ten, and both with athletic bodies. Our waists matched up perfectly when she squeezed up against me in a hug. There was so much life in her it felt like some of it flowed over into me.

"Sorry about the hug," Lori said. "I'm always so stoked when someone meets me at the airport."

Man she felt so good in my arms. Her body was completely different from Erin's curves. Lori's neckline went on for days. She wore honeysuckle perfume. I think a little rubbed off on me we hugged so long.

We chatted non-stop all the way over to the office and picked up Erin. Then the three of us went to lunch. We turned a little burrito cantina with a wavy concrete floor and mismatched chairs into a wild party. We filled up the tiny space with sangria and salsa dancing. It was like college all over again. I went back to school and the staff in the admin office commented about my mood.

That night I picked up the girls around eight and we all went for a run in Sabino Canyon. I made us some brown rice, chicken and vegetables. Rather than eat standing around the kitchen, Lori suggested we go outside. I turned on the misters to fight off the heat. Erin put on some music and Lori brought out a bunch of tea candles. 

The non-stop blabbering from earlier stopped. Everyone started settling in. Soon we were like old friends that just reconnected. Once I got buzzed, I couldn't stop looking over at Erin. She was still in her running shorts and when she moved I could see all the way up the inside of her thigh. Her big boobs were straining the material of her sports bra. She noticed me noticing and started teasing me by letting her leg fall open or pretending to adjust her bra. For her, she was being a hussy. It got me hotter than the night.

Erin and I were all over each other the moment we entered the bathroom. Erin ended up on the counter with me tugging off her sports bra. I kissed all over Erin's big breasts tasting the saltiness of her skin. By the time I got her shorts off, I was licking from the underside all the way over her hard nipples.

When the musky scent of Erin's pussy got into my nose, I went wild. I dove for her wetness and lapped it up. 

"Don't," Erin said trying to push my head away, "I'm all gross down there."

I forced her hand away and her legs farther apart. I kissed and sucked up that raw taste. I ran my whole mouth over it and even nipped over her butthole once. It got her crazy for me. She pulled me back up to her. While we shared the taste of her in our kisses, Erin grabbed my cock and shoved me inside her. She bucked so hard my cock kept slipping out. It made me remember that I hadn't put on a condom.

Erin must have remembered too. She panicked and pushed me away.

I was standing there trying to catch my breath and control a raging hard on when Erin grabbed and jerked my cock a couple of times until I launched onto her tits. She kept hold of me and guided the spurts all over her middle down to her pubes. Still cumming I knelt and put my mouth over her clit and two fingers inside her and brought her to a screaming orgasm.

During our first try at a shower, we ended up messing around again but the condoms were in the bedroom. Finally, I had to get out and wait until she finished. It was impossible to be in there together without touching which led to more.

We had condom sex and it was good but nothing like before. I went to sleep with a boner thinking about the cum all over Erin. She just wasn't that kind of girl. We didn't have that kind of sex until that night. I had just licked her butt and loved it...she loved it too.

The next morning, there was a titillating energy among all three of us. We got up early and went for a swim. Lori wore the world's tiniest bikini. She had a three inch red band of material over her tits. The undersides and tops were exposed. It was hard to look over at her without getting wood. Though much smaller than Erin's, they were perfect little works of art. A painter couldn't make up something that looked better. The fact that she was proud to show them off made them sexier. 

Topping that was Erin walking out of the locker room wearing the same skimpy red bottoms and a bikini top for the first time. There wasn't an ounce of flab on her dancer's hips. Guys stared.

After swimming our laps, we were drying off when 

Lori asked, "Notice anything wrong with this picture, Jan?" She was staring at my swim trunks. "It might be time to give up on the capris length board shorts. Did you get those from your grandma when you were ten?"

I blushed and said, "Fifteen."

The girls laughed and teased me about them all the way back to the apartment. 

"Thanks, Lori," Erin said. "He thought he was the hottest thing in New Canaan. I just didn't have the heart to tell him."

"He's the same size as me," Lori said. "Maybe he should just wear mine. I'll go naked. I hate clothes anyway."

That night we sat out on the balcony drinking sangria. It was like we'd been together all our lives. It was so much fun to be around them. We all loved the same food, music, and movies. We loved to work out and be silly. We had our chairs in a triangle. Lori had her feet in my lap, mine were in Erin's and Erin's were in Lori's. Even our toes looked the same.

By the end of the night, we were completely content, silent, feeling the mist, listening to music. Lori looked over at Erin and picked up her foot. She looked at me and kissed Erin's toes. I did the same thing and kissed Lori's. Erin kissed mine. It was so much fun to be around them, I couldn't imagine the rest of my life being any other way.

Erin and I made love among a thousand kisses. I kissed her everywhere, a thousand of them and we fell asleep in each other's arms. 

Chapter 2

Friday after work I figured we'd hang around the apartment again so I agreed to do research for the head of Women's Studies to pay off debt. I got a little worried when the girls were jazzed up standing in their running clothes as I pulled into the parking lot.

"Come on Jan," Erin said. "Let's run these two blocks square starting here on Kolb. That's almost a 10K. We have a girl's night out planned."

I changed in the lobby bathroom and was back in a flash. The whole time I was gone I struggled with choosing fun or finances.

"Ready?" Lori asked and started trotting for the sidewalk.

I took off behind them and continued to fight the desire to join in on the wild night out. Finally, my commonsense took over. "I took on research work today," I said. "I'm going to hang back at the apartment."

"You weren't invited silly," Erin said, "It's a girl's night out."

"Ouch," I said. "That's not fair. I don't know any guys here yet."

"Roger's picking me up tomorrow," Lori said. "Maybe he can be your boyfriend."

"I don't want a boyfriend," I said. "I mean friends like we are."

"Lori's my girlfriend," Erin teased.

"I'm your girlfriend," Lori said.

"Dammit, you know what I mean," I said. "Where are you going?"

"Like our favorite Cheryl Crowe song," Lori said, "Wherever we can find some crossroad trucker

to demonstrate his might."

"But your engaged," I said.

"Why are you pointing a finger at me?" Lori asked. "What about Erin? Erin's fuckin' married."

Most guys would be freaking out but I knew Erin. She'd never cheat on me. They were just goofing. I ran in front of them, turned around, then ran backwards with my arms folded in front of me. 

"Go ahead," I said. "Fuck every guy at the club and see what I care. I'm never kissing your guys' toes again."

The girls stumbled into the street laughing until somebody yelled out their window at us.

"That guy's screaming out the window like an asshole," I said to Lori. "Flag him down...He's got to be your type."

Back at the apartment, I was grilling swordfish on our hibachi on the veranda listening to an old Cranberries song when I noticed Lori coming out of her bedroom wearing a short silk slip dress. I could see that she had nothing but a g-string underneath. She had strappy heels that made her tanned legs look fantastic. But for the weird hair, she was a knockout.

I checked the fish and put on the veggies before glancing back at her. When I did, Lori was putting what looked like a packaged scarf in a small purse. She put a g-string in next, lipstick and a little toothbrush.

"What was that package?" I asked.

Lori pulled it back out, ripped open the plastic bag and shook out a silk slip dress. "It's my party purse," Lori said then laughed. "I can't come home wearing the same dress I wore to the club. I'd look like a hoe."

The sluttiness of that purse combined with Lori's cavalier attitude instantly made my dick poke out the material of my shorts. We just didn't know people like that. With that dress on, she might as well have been naked.

Erin walked into the room wearing a sexy black mini skirt and was spilling out of her blouse. It didn't help the situation.

"What happened?" Erin asked pointing at my tent pole.

"I think somebody's excited to find out that I'm a total slut," Lori said. 

The girls laughed and I did my best to plate food around my boner. My cock would not go down. They kept teasing me but I couldn't get over it. As soon as they finished dinner, Erin grabbed the keys and gave me a kiss. Lori kissed me too.

After cleaning up the apartment and getting the laundry started, I tried to sit down and do research. It didn't work. I whacked my dong thinking about Lori being such a little slut, and how skinny she was, and eager she was to go out and get fucked. The way her dress clung to her skinny body and the naughtiness of the g-string drove me crazy. Ugly girls had to dress like that, not girls as pretty as Lori. 

Then I remembered Lori saying that she had a fiancé. The thought of her cheating pushed me over the edge. I ended up shooting a wad of cum on one of the essays, but the release provided no relief.

It was a tortured night. I'd never done perv things before but I had this weird desire to go into Lori's room and look at her clothes and hold up her tiny underwear. It even extended to wanting to smell her dirty thongs. What was happening to me?

I went into the kitchen and made myself a strong drink. I figured the cosmo would help me get control of myself. While it prevented something stupid from happening, I didn't finish reading a single law review article. Around midnight, after my second cosmo, I went to bed.

Somewhere during the night I felt a mouth on my cock. I instantly went stone hard.

My cock had just violated Erin's virgin mouth. We'd been together five years and she'd never even hinted that she'd suck it.

Seconds later Erin was riding me. She was biting more than kissing. She'd never been rough at all before that night. She even grabbed my throat a couple of times while her breasts bounced up and down. I could see her engorged nipples trying burst out of her bra. She couldn't get fucked hard enough. 

"Fuck me, dammit. Get that pussy," Erin ordered. 

I could smell the tequila on her breath. My sweet innocent Erin had a hard lustful look in her eyes.

"Erin," I said, "I don't have a condom on."

"Then you better not cum, motherfucker," she shouted. "Get moving."

I grabbed her hips and pumped her hard. There was fury in our fucking. The rougher I got, the rougher she wanted it. She pulled her breasts out of her bra and pushed her nipples into my mouth. Erin ordered me to bite them. It seemed like she was getting into the pain. She bent all the way back until she was holding my ankles and bucking me. Erin eyes got wide she was so frightened by how hard she was cumming.

She kept riding me through the second orgasm. As soon as she came down, she flopped over on her side of the bed and passed out.

My cock was throbbing for release but I'd held off so long it hurt to try to cum. When I slid my hand over my pubes I winced. Erin's bush hair rubbed a raw spot where she was grinding. 

I felt used. At first it angered me but the more I thought about being Erin's booty call, the more excited it made me. Cum went everywhere. I must have been exhausted because the next thing I remembered was the phone ringing.

Chapter 3

I hopped in my worn out Toyota pick-up and drove over to get Lori. She got in, laid her head in my lap and went to sleep. She smelled of sex and booze and cigarettes.

Erin was at her Tai Chi class when we returned to the apartment so I helped Lori to the bedroom. Lori pulled off her dress and stepped out of her thong before I could leave. She walked over and made me kiss her mouth and I'm not talking about peck. I could see cum leaking down the inside of her thigh.

I don't think she used the toothbrush. 

She fell into bed without putting the covers over her. No doubt someone had been burning up her pussy all night. It was a gaping, smelly, sopping mess.

Did I mention that she smelled bad?

When I was about to close her door, I stopped and looked at her all used up lying on the bed. That mental image kept me from any meaningful work. I finally gave up fighting the urge and beat off imagining going down on Lori while she slept. 

Somehow, in a couple of days, I went from a five-night-a-week-in-the-missionary-position sex life, to this.

Erin returned home around eleven looking completely revived. She raced over to kiss me and sit in my lap. "Oh my gosh...I was sooooh fucking drunk last night."

"Maybe from now on I should be the designated driver," I said. "You were a little out of control. I didn't have on a condom."

"Why not?" Erin teased.

"You didn't give me a chance to put on a condom before you fucked me," I said. "You're not on the pill."

Erin laughed and went into the kitchen for water. "You just accused me of fucking you."

"You were wild."

"I was drunk and horny as shit," Erin said. "Lori and I were dancing with a bunch of guys...she likes them rough."

"Isn't Lori engaged?" I asked.

"The only thing I'm sure of is that Lori is a slut for macho assholes," Erin said after drinking half a bottle of water. She sat in my lap again and gave me a kiss. "Are you mad because I danced with guys?"

"I'm not mad," I said. "We just didn't talk about it. I guess I'm a little jealous of being left out."

"Did you beat off thinking about Lori last night?" Erin asked.

"Yes," I said without hesitation though she knew the answer from the heat in my face. I never lied to Erin. "I'm sorry."

"I went out looking like a whore and you never once said a word, good or bad, because you were eaten up with Lori," Erin said. "I'm a little jealous about that. But it's also a little dangerous and exciting."

"I will never do anything with Lori," I said. "I'm sorry, Erin."

Erin kissed me again. "I wish Lori was out here to hear you apologize. Because every other guy would have lied, then they would have blamed it on something, then they would have said they were sorry but wouldn't have meant it. That's why Lori is jealous of me. That's why Lori wants to fuck you." 

A woman couldn't be loved, more than I loved Erin. I put my hands around her waist and kissed her salty cleavage and said, "It was exciting to hear you were dancing with guys at a club. I didn't know you owned clothes like that."

"I don't," Erin said. "I don't say, 'pussy.' I don't suck cock. I don't want you near my pussy unless I just got out of the shower. That's my problem, I don't."

I realized there was a reason Erin kept sitting on my lap. She had her knees on either side of me. Her breasts crowded my face. I had to put my head back to look up at her. 

I let go of Erin's waist. I stopped controlling her. That's what this was about.

"I'm pretty sure you did last night," I said.

Erin had to throw her head back a little. It was like her whole body lit up. It was beautiful. She grinned full of joy for a few minutes then the grin turned mischievous. She was ready to try to be in charge.

"I'm going on the pill on Monday," Erin said looking me in the eye. "But it's your responsibility to have a condom ready when I want to fuck. I'm not letting you cum in me, but anyone else can."

It hurt to hear, but it was just as thrilling to think of Erin being bossy and not caring what people thought. She grew up being locked into the good girl role. I didn't want to ruin her moment by fighting her or telling her it was ok. If I agreed, then it was like I was letting her, instead of it being her decision.

"I love you, Erin."

"What will you say if I kiss you and tell you that you just tasted another man's cock?" Erin asked. 

"I will ask you if you want me to like it," I said. "If you do, I will."

"What if I call you and ask you if my boyfriend can get to second base," Erin asked. "What if say, 'Good, because he's already been to third.'" 

I played right along. If she had to fuck fifty guys to be the woman she wanted to be, I'd line them up for her. We both knew her happiness was the most important thing in the world to me.

Erin walked out of the room with her head up, her back straight.

Chapter 4

Lori awoke a few hours later and the moment the three of us came together, the world was at warp speed again with Erin pulling us along.

We took off for a day shopping at the mall. We tossed pretzel bites into each other's mouths and the girls tried on clothes none of us could afford to buy. 

After that, we took what little money we had to buy new running gear. The three of us stuffed into a dressing room giggling like idiots. In the madness of flying body parts, Lori and I realized we wore the same size running clothes and shoes. It was all from the girls' section but Erin wanted the three of us to match and it looked pretty much the same as the guys, so I bought them.

Everything was going great until late in the afternoon when Lori's fiancé came to town to drive her back to Phoenix.

We met Roger at our little cantina. He was heavy set, about five feet seven with fat hairy fingers. He was balding with a thick pelt of black hair poking out of his cheesy Hawaiian shirt unbuttoned too far. He had a ghetto chain around his neck so big it swung when he walked. His presence soured our festive mood.

His first words to the group were, "Sangria? What the fuck? Where are the tequila shots?"

He looked over at Erin and said, "Damn, you're hot...how ya doing babe?"

Lori hugged him but then Lori sat next to me in 

the restaurant's only booth. They kept it just for us...The three of us.

Roger snugged in next to Erin and yelled out for the waitress. When Erin suggested Patron shots, Roger said, "I better be getting head for top shelf."




Soul Sisters



The waitress was still twenty feet away when Roger said, "Babe, get us four shots." Roger smiled at Erin and said, "Still want Patron?"

"Fuck off," Erin said before I had a chance to call him out.

Needless to say, dinner sucked. The guy sat and bragged about how rich he was and his goofy BMW M3 and his job 'running a media company' which turned out to be a six page paper listing the acts playing at nightclubs in Phoenix. I sighed out relief when they headed back north after dinner. 

Before leaving the house, I'd thrown our air mattress and some blankets in the truck. Erin and I went out dancing and got buzzed. A couple of times, she led. It was so cute.

We drove up in the hills and made love in the 

back of the truck. Despite being out in a public place where people uphill from us might see, Erin stripped naked. She laid on the hood of the truck and told me to lick her pussy. 

Erin's pussy tasted like nectar. It always did. Once I was into it, she pushed me back and wet her fingers in my mouth. She fed her taste to me until it got her so excited it curled her toes when she got off. I lost my head and grabbed her foot and sucked her toes into my mouth. Erin convulsed up. Instead of looking at me she looked at her other foot. It was dirty too.

"Stop," Erin said. "I can't take it. I can't stop cumming."

I slipped two fingers inside her and kept sucking until she started crying and reached out for me. "Come to me, baby," Erin said. I held her and kissed her and fucked her on the truck but she could not fill up.

She fucked me in the sand and in the cab and in the bed of the truck. We made love until the sun came up. I was cumming inside the condom inside Erin kissing the streaks of morning sun crossing her big beautiful breasts with tears of joy in my eyes. I can't remember a time when we were happier or closer.

Sunday was designated as our lazy day. After church and swimming, we soaked in our tub. Erin got out first and walked back into the bathroom holding two pairs of terry shorts. 

"Let's wear these and nothing else," Erin said. "I want easy access to your cock."

Her attempts to be a bitch were so cute I wanted to cry. She teased me by holding out the white pair then throwing me the fuchsia ones instead. No guy was going to complain about wearing a pair of girl's shorts if Erin was going to walk around topless and grab their cock. 

Of course, I made it seem like a big deal but the shorts felt fantastic. And damn Erin's breasts looked gorgeous. Her areoles were a perfect delicate pink, all full and with hard nipples because she was in charge. 

We both worked a bit then lay around on the couch watching sappy chick flicks. Though Erin picked the movies, I liked them all as much as her. 

Erin hesitated but finally initiated the flirting and touching. I always waited for her up the ante. She kept touching my cock and telling me she was getting practice for her lovers.

At some point Erin pinned me on my back on the floor and asked, "Do you have a crush on Lori?"

"Of course I do. I really like her," I said then paused for a minute thinking it was the right time to bring up something that had been bothering me all week. "She's so nice but, what do you think of her hair?"

Erin frowned at me. "It's fine. The perm is easy to deal with."

"What if I paid for you guys to get your hair done this week?" I asked but with a lot less subtlety than I'd intended.

Erin smacked my hard cock. "Stop it."

"Sorry, that came out wrong," I said.

Erin pinned my arms over my head and dangled her tits in my face. "What's the problem? Does her hair disturb you're little beat off fantasy...I swear, one more word, and I'm cutting you off from touching yourself."

By the end of the day, we had sex three more times. Given our current pace, being cut off from masturbation was a hollow threat.

Chapter 5

Wednesday, Lori swept back into town. It was like a shot of adrenaline for all three of us to be together. The girls blew off a late night at the office to meet me for dinner. As soon as I walked into our cantina, I knew something was going on. Esperanza, the owner, covered her mouth with the dish towel over her shoulder and rushed to the kitchen. The girls had shots on the bar and were standing holding their purses.

"So is it a little crush or big?" Lori asked. 

"Es grande," Esperanza yelled from the back.

"I know I've got a big old sloppy crush on you, baby," Lori said holding out her arms to me.

"Erin!"

Erin shrugged. She handed me a shot of tequila and said, "That's not the worst part." 

I drank the shot. Lori poured hers down my throat. 

"So you hate my hair?" Lori asked.

It wasn't funny. I thought I was going to cry. I said, "Lori, I really didn't mean to hurt your feelings. You know how much I love you."

Lori hit me on the arm and said, "I'm just teasing you." She followed it up with a hug when she saw the tears. "Don't freak out sweetie...well, not yet."

"Yet?"

"We all go," Lori said. "All of us. From this point forward, we're three blonde soul sisters."

"None of us has blonde hair," I said.

As we drove over to the salon, Lori plugged in my iPod and played Soul Sister and we cranked it up and sang at the top of our lungs with our heads out the windows. We sang all of the Train songs in my mix the rest of the way. They were my favorite band but it wasn't even close to enough to get me over having to get a new haircut. 

Everyone loved my hair. It made me look like Russell Crowe.

We stopped at a liquor store. We slugged drinks out of the bottle in the parking lot of the resort salon. The valet came to check on us twice. It was about a hundred degrees in the truck. None of us noticed.

"Jan thinks it makes him look like Russell 

Crowe," Erin blurted out.

"Erin, you still pin your hair back on top of your head," Lori said. "My mom stopped doing that with me when I was six."

"But you always say how much you like my hair," I whined to Erin.

"She lied," Lori said. She grabbed my hand on one side and Erin's on the other. "Fuck it, let's do this." 

A few minutes later, drunk but not drunk enough, the three of us stumbled out of our dressing rooms in resort salon bathrobes. The staff kept complimenting my courage and Lori kept hugging me saying that I was making it so much easier for her to give up her crazy hairstyle. 

They fed us champagne and dyed all of our hair the same color blond. We let the gay colorist choose the shade. 

They guided us to the mani/pedi chairs to wait for the color to set. I was so nervous about my hair I didn't fight it. They gave us facial masks and I guess I wasn't paying attention but my nails ended up with a faint pink color with three clear coats on top.

"What's done is done," Lori said holding up my hand. "No time to think, let's just get our hair cut and be done with it. Everybody's got to be a smidge uncomfortable."

For all Lori's talk, Erin and I laughed our heads off as Lori approached the styling chair like it was at the end of a walk on Death Row. We had to push her the final few feet, her slippers scuffing across the floor.

When a guy started washing my hair, the realness of having to live with Lori's choice of haircut took hold. We got to choose each other's, Erin chose hers.

Sitting in the styling chair, a different gay guy 

walked toward me with scissors.

"Don't look at me in that tone of voice," he said shaking the scissors at me. I couldn't help but smile. 

It was a good tension breaker. My mom always said she picked a stylist with the same sensibilities and Raef had mine...or maybe what I aspired to someday. He wore simple black tailored pants and a black v-neck tee. His hair was awesome because it was cut so well rather than cut to draw attention. When that thought popped in my head, I knew I was drunk.

Despite the lingering angst, we kept chatting and laughing throughout. There was so much momentum in the situation I never really resisted. As soon as the haircut finished, a woman started after my eyebrows.

"Whoa, I never agreed to this," I said.

"You're going metro," the woman said and kept plucking not giving me any choice. 

The girls just laughed.

When it was over, they spun us around toward the mirrors. 

It wasn't bad at all. The color was natural looking, cut medium length with long bangs and a part on the side. Lori got pretty much the same cut except for a girl. Erin's was beyond shoulder length, she looked fantastic as a blonde.

"There's a million things you can do with this cut," Raef said, "This style is the new trend for male models with your body style. It's endlessly versatile. Let me show you how far you can take it."

He spun me around and attacked with the blow dryer and some curling iron looking things that I'd never seen before. He put some gel and spray on it. Before I could complain he lined my eyes then dabbed some color on my lips with his pinky finger.

In the mirror, Lori and I looked like twins. I was drop dead gorgeous...we all were. When I asked if he'd tone me down for the ride home, he just said, "No, Jan. You deserve to look this good."

By the time we made it to the apartment, we were wiped out and hung over. We all went straight to bed. Then Erin started touching my hair and talking about how pretty my fingers looked.

"Kiss your lipstick onto my lips," Erin whispered. "Soft, gentle, girl kisses...Paint my lips with your lipstick, baby. You'll get my pretty pink pussy if you make my lips as pretty."

Instantly revived, I understood Erin's fantasy and I wanted to do it right. I hopped out of bed and walked around naked lighting candles. I lit some incense and turned on some music. 

Erin whispered. "Come to me my lesbian lover."

The kisses started off slow and that was sexy, but nothing like the way Erin started feeling over my body. She was making love to me like I was a woman. She caressed my 'breasts' and teased and pinched my nipples. She took her hands over my hips and butt to feel my curves.

When I tried to get my hand to her pussy she stopped me.

"Like this baby," she whispered. She put her fingers to my lips and I got them wet. She circled the tip of my dick then slid her middle finger down to the bottom of my shaft. When she moved her fingers at that spot, my dick started throbbing.

"You're getting fingered, baby," Erin whispered. "Finger me like that."

My wife literally fingered me to an orgasm while I did the same but we both wanted more. I went to the bathroom and wiped up. Erin stopped me at the edge of the bed when I returned. She got a condom out of the drawer.

"I thought you were on the pill?" I asked.

"Let's put it on together," Erin said. "I want to see two sets of painted fingers on your cock."

My cock was never harder. Erin's face was just in front of it. I could feel her hot breath. It looked like two girls were touching it. We kept getting our fingers wet in my mouth and playing with my dick until I was ready to erupt. Erin put her mouth over me and held it there while I filled up the condom with cum.

When I was spent she fell back on the bed. Her breasts were rising and falling, her areole full, her nipples hard. She said, "I can't wait until the first time a guy cums in my mouth...I'm laying here burning up thinking about my first taste of a man's cum."

As soon as I got one condom off, she had me put on another. She said she didn't want to get all sticky.

We started kissing again and fingering each other. Laying our sides, Erin started bumping her pussy against me. She wanted to fuck like women. 

It was weird at first but then it got hot because there were so many more ways to get off without having to penetrate her. Erin began moving. She grinded on my hip bone and knee then moved all the way up until grinding on the edge of my ribcage as I kissed and licked the underside of her tits. She came so hard I felt my side getting wet. Erin nearly pulled my hair out.

I tried to ease her back down in bed next to me but she resisted. "No, baby," she said. "Let me get my pretty girl off again." It took no time for her to put her little pussy down on my cock and get me off without me ever going inside her.

We were going to have to buy condoms by the case at a warehouse store.

Chapter 6

The next day we all went for a long run in the hills laughing and joking along the way. Three people never fit together as well as we did. 

"Last night I had my first girl-girl," Erin bragged. "And here I thought you were going to be my first, Lori."

Erin chugged along so beautiful and carefree neither Lori nor I would do anything but encourage her.

"I think I want him to be my first, too," Lori said. "Jan's the hottest bitch in the state. 

We're going to have to keep him in boy's clothes or the girls will be lined up down the block."

"How does it feel to have two pretty girls panting all over you?" Erin asked.

"I can't imagine anything better," I said.

It wasn't all about sex. We were great for each other in every way. We started talking about getting serious and training for a triathlon a couple of months away.

After showers I made up some egg whites on whole wheat muffins and smoothies. Lori came out of her bedroom holding a pair of khakis and a teal polo shirt with their company's name on it. 

"Aren't we soul sisters?" Lori asked.

"Those are girl clothes," I said. It was the first time I resisted the changes they were asking of me. 

"Quit being a pussy and try them on," Lori said. She wasn't smiling any more. 

Lori was pushing now. She didn't give a fuck about the clothes. She wanted me to give in to her. Her words hurt. I ran off to the bedroom. 

Erin stopped me as I headed to the bathroom.

I was fucking crying again. My emotions were at my skin all of a sudden. "Baby, come here," Erin said and hugged me up.

"Lori was mean to me," was all I could say. It sounded more feminine than the damn clothes. That angered me but when I went to lash out, all I said was, "I want to call her a bad name."

"Baby, calm down," Erin said. "Lori doesn't want to hurt your feelings."

"I'm teary all the time all of a sudden," I said. "I'm being such a fucking girl."

Erin loved me so much. She thumbed off my tears and brushed back my hair. "Just tell her if you don't want to be like us and wear matching clothes, baby. We want to include you. She'll understand."

Erin put on Collbie Caillat's "Bubbly" to settle me down. After the first note, Lori came to the door.

"Quit coddling him, Erin," Lori said. "You're pissing me off."

"I'm sorry, Lori," Erin said and let go of me.

Lori stood there holding the clothes. "Look at me Jan," she said in a scolding tone. 

The emotions rushed up on me again, I choked hard to hold back crying. I wanted so bad to make Lori happy. It was crushing me that I'd disappointed her. It hurt that Erin said that I wasn't going to be included as a sister.

I couldn't look at Lori but I ran over to her and hugged her. "I'm sorry," I said. "I was embarrassed because I don't have any decent underwear."

Lori said, "Stop crying, Jan. I'm sorry too, baby. Just tell me next time, ok?"

"Yeah, I'm sorry," I said. "I'm sorry, Erin...I can't wait to see what we look like."

Crying was cleansing. The women's pants fit much better than mine and a polo shirt was a polo shirt. We all looked so cool wearing the same thing I just went without underwear and got over it. We agreed to go to the mall after swimming.

I dropped the girls off and headed to school expecting everyone to freak out about the hair, nails and 'metro' look, but got exactly the opposite reaction. A couple of the older women in the office complimented the change and said they were wondering when my wife was finally going to put an end to my bohemian scraggly chin whiskers and whacky hair.

Around seven, the three of us headed over to the pool. We jabbered the entire way. I was almost inside the men's locker when Erin grabbed my arm.

"Hold on, Jan," Lori said. "We got distracted talking and almost forgot." 

Lori rifled through her bag until she produced her red boy short swim bottoms.

My heart stopped beating. I wasn't ready. "No," I said.

"You don't have a choice, Jan," Lori said. "We burned those stupid board shorts."

The whistle blew signaling the last forty five minutes before the end of open swim. We'd have to hustle just to get in a mile. 

"You guys suck," I said.

Lori grinned. "Of course I do," she said, "Erin, how about you?"

"I haven't yet, but I want to," Erin said, "How about you, Jan?"

Their joking torqued me. I grabbed the shorts and ran into the locker room. There was no time to think. I found an empty row of lockers to hide my stiff cock until I got the shorts on. Lori's bottoms were so small and my cock so hard the head peeked out until I doused myself in cold water. 

I shouldn't have looked in the mirror. Once I did I wavered at going outside. I felt weak and humiliated. They looked idiotic with my pubes sticking out the sides and top. There was no time to mess around. I ran out intent on jumping straight into the pool.

Erin stood on the board with her swim bra and bottoms. Lori was standing behind her topless. She was fucking wild as hell. Talk about brave. There were a hundred people milling road, eighty percent were guys.

I almost fell over myself laughing. People were doing a double take until I closed up next to her. They kept looking back and forth until convincing themselves it was two guys.

After thirty minutes in the pool, I got over wearing the shorts. I was far faster with them on. Besides, my cock shrank to the point it didn't look weird and I was too cold from coming out of the pool to get wood. Once we got out and Erin put a towel around herself, she pulled off her top too. It was fun to stand there with our towels covering our chests and all three of us having the same bottoms.

Just before heading off to the showers, Erin pointed down at my crotch and the insides of my legs. "There's an afro in your pants trying to get out," Erin said.

"We have to put off your trip to buy panties. We have to deforest tonight," Lori said. "Let's grab some fish tacos at our cantina then head home."

Chapter 7

The pitcher of sangria at the cantina and wild dancing put me in the right mood. Things moved so fast, there wasn't any time to think. When we got home, we put on some music and burned a little incense and Lori brought out the shaving cream and razors.

"How do we do this?" Lori asked Erin.

"He's got more hair than both of us," Erin said. "So he does us and we do him. Lori, you go first."

The master bathroom had a two person tub and Lori had no problem getting naked. She had very little hair and I had a huge boner.

"You have such a huge crush on me," Lori said.

"Huge for him," Erin joked while poking at my dick.

I barely heard it. I couldn't stop thinking about being naked with two hot naked girls. Other than Erin, I'd only had a total of two other kisses from girls...well, Lori kissed me too I guess. 

Thinking about kissing Lori's cock mouth got me even harder.

I was fumbling around trying to get my shorts off. My hands were shaking so bad, Erin had to help me.

"Get in," Erin said.

"Be careful, Doc," Lori joked using an accent out of an old Western movie. "Should you take a shot of whiskey before you use that scalpel?"

Lori put her hot wet foot on my chest. When I went to squirt out some shaving cream Lori said, "Stop. Kiss the toes first."

I loved Lori. She knew exactly how to settle me down. She reminded me that they wanted to make me feel included in everything.

I ran shaving cream over Lori's lower leg. Erin shaved under Lori's arms and encouraged me, calling me a good boy as I got more comfortable with shaving Lori. The kept teasing until Erin kissed Lori's nipple.




Soul Sisters



"This is so fucking hot, I think I'm going to cum," Lori said. "You're killing me with your delicate touch, Jan. It's making me crazy the way you're doing it. Don't put so much effort into making it perfect. I can't take it."

Each draw of the razor across her skin got me more excited. Half the bath water should have been my pre-cum so much was leaking out. I was so caught up in being able make Lori horny it took a while to sense the change in everyone's mood.

No one was joking any more. We were all sweating, panting out breaths, even with the air conditioner blasting.

As I moved up to Lori's thighs, Erin stuck her inflatable headrest to the bottom of the tub. Lori put her butt on it to bring her pussy out of the water. Once I shaved the outsides of her thighs, Erin helped Lori spread her legs. My wife's hands on Lori's ankle and thigh were making it hard to breathe. Sitting between Lori's opened legs staring at her pussy made it worse.

With Erin holding the one leg, I put the other over my shoulder as I shaved, taking my time, making my way up to her pussy. Suddenly, Lori grabbed my wrist and squeezed it for almost a minute before releasing her grip. 

"Jan, you're too gentle and deliberate. Press down and get it over with for shitssake," Lori said.

"I've already cum twice watching," Erin said.

Lori kept her pussy bare. It was a compact, pink and pretty, all clean and wet, a far cry from the fucked opened mess it had been Saturday morning.

I lathered up one side. When Lori lifted a little I could see her ass. She'd taken cock there. I'd seen a picture of a girl like that in a guy's locker in high school but never in person. As I caught a second glimpse of Lori's ass, I started cumming but bit my lip. I never made a move or sound so they didn't know.

It took a long time, but after cumming, I had the patience to do it right. We were there so long, I got comfortable enough to lather over the top of Lori's pussy and shave the stubble without any fear. Serving her like that excited me. Lori trusted me with her most vulnerable area.

"Holy shit," Lori said when I was finished. "Erin, come here and feel that. I've never been so smooth."

My wife ran her hand all over Lori's pussy and ass and legs all the time smiling at me.

"It's making you crazy, isn't it?" Erin said. She kissed the top of Lori's pussy. "Stand up and let's drain the tub."

Erin had tons more bush hair than Lori. I worked on her legs and Lori used scissors around Erin's pussy. Erin realized early on that I knew what I was doing with a razor after all the practice. I held her foot at the arch and turned it to make Erin open her leg slightly wider. It got her so hot to expose her pussy to us it kept her on the verge of cumming all the way up her leg.

As I got up to the tops of Erin's thighs she had to keep her eyes squeezed shut and started breathing heavy. When I put my hand up under her butt to reposition her, Erin slammed her forehead into Lori's back and screamed out an orgasm. 

"Sorry," Erin said between breaths. "I was trying to hold it in but it just made me cum that much harder."

"It happened to me earlier," I admitted.

"Me too," Lori said. "I think I'm cumming again right now."

The fun ended when the girls got the razors. Erin started lathering up my shins and I tried to put my leg under the water.

"I thought it was just around my cock," I said.

"Jan, it's getting old at this point," Erin said. "No one's questioning your manhood so stop protesting. You've got pink fucking nails and plucked eyebrows. Get over it."

"Triathletes save their legs," Lori said. "That's the lie I was going to tell him to get him to do it. But thanks for ordering him around, I think you made me cum again."

At first, it wasn't sexy at all to get shaved even with naked girls doing it.

Not that I was the hairiest guy in the world, but it took Lori a while to cut back the pubes around my cock and balls. They kept telling me how good I looked and how it was going to be so cool when we all had the same tan lines. They decided we'd go out on Saturday and buy bikes.

Erin worked on my legs, Lori my arms and chest. Once my legs were bare to the knee, they tingled and felt marvelous without hair. They looked like girl's legs poking up out of the water especially with painted toes. When Erin finished the tops of my thighs, she turned me over the headrest. She started shaving the hair off of my ass, and Lori removed what little hair was on my back. I got hard again with Erin positioned between my thighs.

"Uh oh," Erin said. "Somebody likes to be bent 

over."

"Stop," I said. "You guys were just as excited but nobody can see it."

"Lie on your back again and raise your arms," Lori said holding the scissors. "I forgot to do your pits."

When Erin shaved around my cock, she had to keep wiping away my pre-cum. It got all over the razors and made it difficult but she shaved me bare. I didn't complain when Erin spent extra time getting all the hair around my butthole cleaned off. There was something so freeing and tingly about being bare, I wanted to be smooth.

"Ok, let's see the results," Lori said when Erin finished. "Now we're really soul sisters."

"Well two and one with a tiny pogo stick," Erin said pointing at my cock.

"Fix it," Lori said. "Come on, I want to see."

Erin grabbed my dick and gave it a few pulls. That's all it took to get me cumming.

"Problem solved," Lori said.

We all took a quick shower and dried off. The only mirror big enough was the one over our double sink so we stood on the edge of the tub. 

The girls didn't have to ask. I tucked my dick between my thighs. We were three hot blondes.

Erin and I were so lust fucked we were all over each other as soon as the bedroom door closed.

"Get the condoms," Erin ordered. "You're going to get to taste a well fucked pussy tonight."

"Won't it taste like Latex?" I asked.

"Try it and see," Erin whispered. "Come taste my well fucked pussy, Jan. Tell me how it tastes."

We played around again using our fingers to roll down the condom. Then Erin just lied back on the bed and put her feet on my chest. She grabbed my cock and put it inside her. I fucked her for a long time with her encouraging me to widen her out as much as possible.

"Ream me," Erin said. "I want to be opened and ready for a big stud cock. When he's done with me, you won't be able to hit the sides when you go in."

I didn't know a guy could get off that many times in a day. I had to recite legal precedent in my head to keep from cumming. Erin's bare pussy was gorgeous. It was so nasty for her to be completely shaved. Sluts did that. And the image of my innocent Erin being slutty drove me crazy.

With her legs on my chest, I could watch my cock opening her and thrusting in and out. It didn't last long enough before I filled another condom. Erin immediately sat up and forced me to my knees. Her pussy was still hot from getting fucked. It had that deep musky smell like after she'd been working out. 

I liked it. My heart immediately started beating faster. It was so raunchy for me to have my tongue deep in her fucked pussy. My lips sucked over her full and throbbing clit. I teased it until Erin let out a gasp.

"I really like the taste of you," I said. "I love the taste of your fucked pussy."

Erin answered by shoving my face in deeper and holding it there. I got my mouth all over her pussy, licking and sucking up every drop of her until she shuttered out another orgasm. She flopped over facing away and I spooned in behind her. She had me reach over and cup her pussy in my hand. She whispered that she like the warmth of it.

"Keep a condom ready if I want more," Erin said before she fell asleep. "Otherwise I'll have to find a better fuck."

We used the last three condoms and I ate Erin out after each round. It was so sexy to be smooth and to feel Erin's smooth body. I ran my hand over her pussy and clit and was fingering her while I fucked her. She couldn't stop touching me and fingering me either. She used her hands and her feet to caress me while I was inside her. As soon as one session ended we'd separate and swear off any more. Then something on one of us made contact with something on the other and we were at it again.

Finally, Erin ordered me out on the couch. This time it sounded like she meant it. Erin was gaining confidence in taking control.

Chapter 8

"I thought about throwing a bucket of water on you two a couple of times," Lori said as she padded from the bedroom to the kitchen in her running gear the next morning. 

She walked around from the other side of the kitchen and sat next to me the couch. She fed me an orange slice then ate one. She ran her hand over my smooth leg.

Lori and I shared a few quiet moments while sharing Lori's orange. We never said a word. I was learning that, as sisters, we needed those constant little affirmations. Guys could go much longer without them.

When we finished, I said, "We were going to go to the mall for panties."

Lori kissed my sticky fingers then said, "I adore you."

During the first mile running up into Sabino Canyon I became sure that any guy that doesn't shave is an idiot. It felt so freeing to have the wind on bare my skin and be smooth. My sweat didn't even smell that bad.

As soon as we got back to the apartment I asked. "What are we wearing today?" 

"Thursday is 'same day,'" Erin said. "Today is jeans for casual Friday. Wednesday will be business attire."

"You've got plenty of jeans," Lori said. "Wear whatever you want. We don't have to be soul sisters all the time."

I knew they were teasing me so I played along. "I just really like the idea of sharing clothes," I said.

"Stop pouting," Lori said then started toward her room, "Let's see what we can do."

Lori threw me her white, mid-waist skinny jeans.

"But I don't have panties," I said.

"You'll have to beg for us to take you to buy those," Erin said standing behind me.

The jeans fit perfectly. I wore one of Lori's grey v-neck tees with Lori's blue blazer and a pair of Tod's loafers my mom bought me for Christmas. The first day I wore them I saw a girl wearing the same shoes so I never wore them again. I looked chic and the girls liked it.

Professor Lito, the head of the Women's Studies department, was rushing down the hall as I walked to my office. It took a second glance, but once Lito recognized me, she stopped dead in her tracks.

"Hi, Jan," Lito said smiling and reaching out to stop me. She'd always been brusk and avoided eye contact. I was pretty sure I only got the job because she thought that I was a girl from my name on the application.

I apologized for being behind schedule. "There's a lot going on at my house right now," I said.

Lito relaxed her stance and touched my sleeve. "Anything I can help with?" she asked. 

She glanced at my wedding ring. "I forgot you were still getting settled here. How is your...spouse adapting Tucson?"

I don't know why, but heat came up in my face. Lito's fingers clutched mine for a second. 

"My door is open if you'd like to chat. We can talk about anything. Don't worry about the research," she said.

Other than a professor thinking I was married to a guy, I had a great day at school. After work, I picked up the girls and started the hibachi.

While we set the table and made sangria, the girls stayed quiet waiting for me to try to talk my way into going out clubbing. 

Lori finally gave up and went to her room. A minute later she stopped next to the kitchen table and set down her tiny purse. She picked up the plastic package containing her slip dress then looked over at me. 

"There is one way I'd agree," Lori said.

Erin turned toward me. She'd been edgy and silent since I picked her up. I thought she might be wondering if I was going to ruin her evening by going.

"I've got research to do. Don't let me spoil the fun," I said. 

They both nodded. Erin put her head down and walked toward the bedroom. Lori stared at me and nodded for me to follow Erin.

"Erin, could I help you get ready?" I asked. 

I got out the razor and Erin let me touch up her pussy and legs in the shower. "You should be perfectly smooth," I said. Erin's hands were shaky when she reached to me for help getting out of the shower. She was so anxious about going out, she didn't say anything.

Lori watched as I washed Erin's hair in the sink with scented shampoo and wrapped it in a towel. I ran Erin a steaming hot bubble bath with scented bath salts. Erin was so weak legged I had to help her into the tub.

"Red nails?" I asked Lori holding up the polish. 

It looked like a bottle off slut in my hand.

"Perfect," Lori said.

I stripped and got into the tub with Erin and polished her nails making sure to drain and heat the water to keep it perfect. I blew the polish dry. Erin kept closing her eyes and letting out shallow breaths. As she soaked, she was making the transition from being nervous to being on fire for sex.

"She's going to fucking kill some poor roughneck tonight," Lori said.

Lori and I used three towels to make sure we dried every inch of Erin except one spot. There was no drying her pussy. It was glistening. Erin had trouble keeping her hands off of it.

My wife was nice, natural girl pretty. She had full lips and olive skin so she didn't need makeup to attract nice guys. But Lori gave her smoky eyes and rouged cheeks and red lips to draw in the bad boys looking for a quick fuck.

I was thinking it but Lori said, "I don't care if she's on the pill. Erin's coming home tonight pregnant." Lori opened Erin's panty drawer. "Hey Jan, which pair of panties do you want to suck the cum out of?"

Erin had a drawer full of good girl panties and a pair of black ones her first boyfriend bought for her when she was sixteen. They were still in the package until that night. 

I put hoop earrings in Erin's ears. I could feel the heat coming off of her before ever getting close to her skin. She kept quiet and kept taking short breaths while I had her step into her black mini skirt. 

Lori helped me tape Erin's tits into her sequined deep v-neck, backless halter top. I laced the straps of Erin's heels up her calves. With my face so close to Erin's pussy, all my senses filled up with how ready she was to be fucked. 

The whole experience was so unworldly, I'd forgotten my role. Lori had to put her hand on my shoulder and remind me with her stare.

I reached for the truck keys and said, "Maybe I should drive you and pick you up?"

When Erin didn't answer I said, "I'll just call you every so often to check in."

Her mother's harping refrain did the trick. "Shut up," Erin said. "Make yourself useful. Call us a 

cab."

Erin put her foot up on the bed and touched perfume on the inside of her thigh. She shooed us out of the bedroom and closed the door to finish getting ready. She was holding a small bottle of lube as we walked out. 

Lori and I waited listening to the radio and had a margarita. There was too much sex in the air for Lori and me to talk. When the cab honked, Lori gave me a hug and said, "I know what you're thinking. Stay the fuck out of my room. If you can't wear a dress at the club, you can't wear one in here."

"I promise," I lied as Erin walked passed me to the cab. Lori knew me better than I did.

I should have been worried about Erin cheating but my thoughts were limited to one subject. There was no resistance, I went straight to Lori's closet and started trying to pick out something to wear. When I couldn't coax my cock down, I beat off.

I took a quick shower and warmed up the hot rollers we used on Erin. I gave myself the most girlie curls and wore one of Lori's chokers to cover my Adam's apple. All I needed was a little color on my cheeks and lipstick.

Lori's thongs were so tiny, even with my cock soft, it took ten tries to find one that fit over it. My hands were trembling as I pulled a short silk slip dress off the hanger and put it on.

With bare legs and naked except for the tiny thong, I felt sexy and feminine...I looked awesome. Two or three times, I edged up to leaving the apartment but chickened out. I put everything away just how I found it and went back to our bedroom.

With the choice of white or fuchsia, I put on Erin's fuchsia terry shorts and the top. I synthesized Professor Lito's research wearing makeup and panties and never felt so sexy in my life. Maybe wearing women's clothes was a way to soothe me while Erin was going out to fuck another guy. I got pangs of angst a few times but smelling pretty, with pretty toes and fingers, and sitting in soft fabric, and feeling feminine comforted me. 

Around one, I washed my face and put the clothes in the drawer then went to sleep with the phone next to my face in case one of the girls needed me.

Hours later, the tequila on Erin's breath woke me. When she kissed me, I tasted and smelled cigarettes. Erin never smoked. There was no time to wonder about how her mouth ended up like that before she worked her way down to my cock.

"Where's the fucking condom," Erin said. "I told you to be ready."

Her scolding got me moving. I opened up the case of a thousand under the bed and put one on.

She sucked me like she knew what she was doing, taking all of me once. She moved around until her sopping pussy was on my mouth and my nose was at her ass. Her panties were gone.

Erin's pussy was already opened as I sucked and licked at it. Her clit was full and she was ready. Something or someone had been inside her but she was so wet with her own juices I didn't taste anything but her. Her little butthole was glistening and greasy. She'd prepped to take cock in her ass. All of these things were assaulting my emotions and making me crazy for her.

Erin fucked the shit out of me. She pinned my arms to the bed and bucked so hard I kept slipping out because she'd been so opened up. She bit my nipples and ordered me to fuck her harder.

Once I got the rhythm she wanted, she said, "Get a finger in my ass...hurry."

We fucked out of control until Erin felt me ready to cum. She grabbed my balls and said, "Not yet... Me first."

She held onto my balls and fucked herself cumming. As soon as she was done she fell over onto her side of the bed. I was so horny my balls hurt.

"Where's your finger?" Erin gasped out. 

She grabbed my hand and shoved it at my face. "Suck on it and get it wet then put it back in my ass, dammit. Lick my pussy until I fall asleep, Jan," Erin said. 

The lube was flavored. It didn't taste bad at all. It had a sex smell and it was sexy to be sucking on a finger that had been in Erin's butt. 

I finger fucked her ass again. It nearly got me off watching my finger slipping in and out, watching her little hole accommodating it.

"Please me, not you," Erin said. "Lick my little button, lick my ass."

I scooted down the bed and pleased Erin. I fell asleep with my face at her ass.

Chapter 9

The next morning when I picked up Lori, she climbed into the truck looking like she'd been in a fight. I practically carried her to bed. With her inside the apartment, between last night and her, the whole place smelled like dirty sex. Everyone was always in a constant state of arousal.

"No, take off my clothes," Lori muttered. She was leaking from her pussy and her ass. A huge handprint was still visible on her hip. Some jerk bit all over her nipples and she had a little hickey at her hairline behind her neck.

"Are you ok?" I asked.

"How's Erin?" Lori asked.

"She's at her Tai Chi class," I said but I knew she was asking if I was hurt over Erin's night out.

Lori gave me a sleepy smile. "Erin knows what she's got in you," Lori said after kissing me. "Give her time to tell you. It's not for me to say."