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The Imperfect Storm Ch. 01

By: mojavejoe420



(Are your pants down and you're ready to wank? If so, maybe you should go read 'Mommy and me go to the Doctor'. You'll cum in no time, seriously. I liked that one a lot. This story, however, is a bit slower.The characters and some plot elements were suggested by my friend, Bob, who's English skills aren't so great. He wanted to have me write him into a story. Here you go, Bob. It may not be what you were looking for, but stick with it over the long-haul. It might be ok.)





-The Imperfect Storm-



Bzzz, Bzzz, Bzzz!

Fucking alarm clock. I turn it off.

"Hey Whit," I say quietly to my girlfriend. I reach for her under the sheets, and am instantly disappointed. She's wearing granny panties. That only happens for one of two reasons. And she he isn't mad at me, so that means Big Red is in town. Fuck. Or, to be more precise, No Fuck.

We had sex once when Big Red was here. Didn't work for me. It felt weird and the visual was too disturbing. I'm all about alternatives, though. My cock is fired up and, hey, what is she doing?

"Morning, babes!" She says sweetly. As she's getting out of the fucking bed. "I've got to get in on time today. They're watching me like a hawk."

"Yeah. Um, Happy birthday?"

"Oh shit! I'm sorry! Happy Birthday Sweetie!!" She returns and gives me a nice, but short, kiss. I squeeze a soft, hanging boob for a moment. "I love you, Trent. We'll do something tonight, ok?" And she slithers away and gets the shower water going.

Ok, I'm 26 years old and I don't expect a bouncey house or clowns, but a little recognition on my birthday would be nice. My cock is still looking for something to do. Jacking off by myself in bed on my birthday, when I have a girlfriend? Fuck that.

I get up and stroll to the shower and peek over the top. Whitney is just getting her hair wet. Mmmmmm. She does look good, too. Nice C-cups, and the water makes her pink nipples stand right up.

"Knock-Knock!" I say as I open the door and Lynn inside.

"Trent! Good lord look at that thing! You could put an eye out with that thing!"

"Whit, you aren't that short!" She is pretty short, but she is actually taller than my crotch. Although, it might be cool to have someone that short... but I digress.

We hug and kiss and I grab her sexy little ass. It's really nice. I like it.

She breaks the kiss, though, and pushes back a little.

"Sweetie, I don't really have time and I'm on the..."

"I know!" I cut her off. I don't like hearing things about rags. That's why I call it Big Red. "But you've got two minutes, right? Two minutes? I'll make the coffee. And the breakfast. Two minutes."

She smiles and gives me the 'oh all right' look. Putting down a couple washcloths for her knees, she takes my cock into her mouth. Mmmmm. Hot water hitting my neck and back, and a hot mouth on my cock. Now this is a good start to the morning!

Whit isn't exactly a porn star, but she does fine by me. What she can't get in her mouth she grips with her hand. In unison, she strokes and sucks my cock.

She stops and looks up at me. I love it when she does that.

"Happy Birthday, Baby," she purrs. Mmmm God. Her thumb is on my main vein and her tongue is hitting my cock just right. Fuck yeah!

"Go baby, go!" She likes encouragement. "Suck it! Yes, so good! You're so pretty sucking my cock."

My steel hard cock is loving this. I know pre-cum is going down her throat. I can see her tits swaying as she rocks back and forth on my cock. Maybe tonight I'll tittyfuck her and cum on them. Fuck, her mouth feels good on my cock. I have to put a hand on the wall to steady myself. Jesus!

"Goddammit Whit! Shit! Yes... Here it comes!!"

At the last possible second, she pulled her mouth off and finished me with her hand.

My pulsing cock shot long streams of hot cum on her cheeks, across her nose, another shot to the eye which made her scream a little.

Jesus I do love cumming.

Whit's pretty face is a mess. Gobs of cum drip down her nose, cheeks, one long strand is hanging in the wind. She stands up, though, and quickly shoulders me aside so she can rinse my cum off.

"You got it in my hair!" She whines a little.

Hey, sorry, you know? It's my birthday. Cum happens.

We finish the shower, and I hustle to get the coffee and bagels going. I don't get dressed, I figure she needs to see me naked some more so she'll know what's what.

"Thanks!" she says, sweetly, as I hand her the mug and plate. "You know, uh, that you're still naked, right?"

"Yeah, it's my Birthday Suit. I'm wearing it all day!" She rolled her eyes at me. "So, are we going out tonight?"

"Honey, I know it's your B-day and all. But I thought we could just have the girls over tonight. We can do something special on the weekend."

Little sigh. "Yeah, fine. We'll do that." The 'girls' are her two sisters. They're nice and all, but, I wanted to do something different. We always hang with her sisters. Don't get me wrong, they are great, I love 'em like sisters. But sometimes we kind of devolve into petty little sister squabbles and I get bored and go play X-box. But, whatever.

We dress and go to work. Whitney might get to work on-time, I hope.



- - -



Another fun day at Archer Webz. I help with the web-hosting services. Not real exciting. Pays the bills. Most of them.

Whitney calls me just as I'm getting home. She got in trouble for texting on the job, so she's playing it cautious.

"Honey, I'm so sorry! I have to work a double shift today. That old bitch Gladys AND Tracy are out sick and I can't go home. I'll see you in the morning, though! The girls will make dinner! Oh, and hey... if you're good," she lowers her voice to almost a whisper. "Maybe I'll suck you off completely tomorrow, how's that?"

"Sounds awesome babe. Except, no 'maybe' about it. You WILL suck me off completely!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, thrill of my life!"

"Hey I work HARD all DAY making that stuff for you! And you just let it go on the ground or down the drain."

"Awww! Poor baby! Nobody eats his sperms!"

"Yeah, poor me. Poor OLD me!"

"Oh stop it. You're still a puppy. You're in your prime! I love you honey. Happy Birthday! See you tomorrow!"

She's the best girlfriend I've ever had. But we've been going out two years now and, well, it seems like that certain question is hanging around the relationship. Unspoken, but it's lurking.

'When are you two getting married?'

Married. I just don't know about that one. Whit and I broke up once, after about 8 months. Then, a month later, we couldn't live without each other and re-united. We say we love each other, all the time. But. I don't know, just 'but'.



"Sister Bitches! Welcome. Welcome!"

Hey, I don't walk around calling bitches, 'bitches', not to their faces. But Whitney and her sisters all have tattoos that say "Sister Bitches" on various parts of their bodies. Whit's is on her ankle, her older sister Stacy has it tatted on her back, and the baby, Melissa, has it tattooed somewhere I can't see. Rumor has it that it's on her ass cheek, so I can't confirm.

Anyway, the sister bitches have brought a bucket of chicken and a 12-pack of Buds. Hey! Bottles! We are celebrating tonight, man!

We do the hugs and cheek kisses, which is nice. Both sisters are pretty, with Stacy kind of classy-pretty and Melissa kind of cutesy-pretty. And you know how most girls do that kind of A-frame hug where no body parts actually touch? Yeah, that sucks. Not the Bitches. Full body hugs and cheek kisses. And Missy has got a set of D's on her that are VERY nice for hugging. She always gives me an extra little shake, too. Flirt.

We have a few beers, eat up the chicken parts, and lick our fingers because, you have to! It's just that good.

Missy wants to step it up a notch, so I make her a nice big vodka and Redbull. Uh, it's not Grey Goose. It's Popov. I'll write another story in a few years when I'm rich and we're drinking Grey Goose, baby! Til then, you don't have to comment on our financial situation.

We're just about heading towards the TV room when I have to tell them the latest news item.

"Did you guys hear about the latest scandal involving our wonderful president?"

"Um, no," ventures Stacy. "What's he done now?"

"Well, you know, when he gives speeches in public. He's always surrounded by bullet-proof glass. Personally, I think the Secret Service is being a bit overzealous. I mean, just cuz he's black doesn't mean he's gonna start shooting at people!"

The girls think for a second, then bust out laughing. Yeah, it's a little racist. Sue me.

Stacy actually trips and sort of falls into Melissa, who spills her entire drink on her own shirt. She's soaked through.

"Stupid bitch!" she yells at Stacy, but they're both still laughing. "Now what am I supposed to do?"

I'm laughing at the joke and the incident. But I get it together for a minute. "Smooth move, Stacy-Lax!" She flips me off. "Missy, go in the closet and get something of Whit's. Here..." I lead her to the right closet back in the bedroom.

I walk away to go join Stacy, when I turn to ask Melissa if she wanted another Redbull or something else. But, before I speak, She's already lifting her shirt off over her head. She's facing somewhat away from me; I'm out of her line-of-sight. She reaches back and takes off her bra and drops it on the ground. I can see the complete side of her right boob swinging in the breeze. She takes her wet shirt and pats herself down, making sure she's somewhat dry. She flips through a few shirts in the closet, and finds one she likes. It's just a white t-shirt, but cut for a girl. Sized for my sister, who is smaller in the chest.

Melissa pulls the shirt over her head, and down across her chest until it's on properly. Shit. the tits are covered. But I got a nice side view. There's something to remember next time...

Missy turns and looks at me. I'm caught.

"Uh, hey," I manage.

"Hey, yourself. How's it fit?"

She put her hands on her hips and poses for a moment. The shirt is tight, too small for her. I can just barely see her nipples outlined in the thin t-shirt, protruding through the cotton. Her breasts swell the shirt. Those little wrinkles appear in the shirt between her boobs. Fuck me.

"Well?" she asks again. She's smiling this mischevious grin.

"Looks great!" Fuck, this is not great. Get your sorry ass back to the TV room.

I quickly get back to the kitchen and make more drinks. I make a strong vodka for me as I don't think beer is strong enough right now. It's really not good for me to be seeing near naked tits right now.

We sit back down and I put some Cudi on the iHome. Gotta love the Kid.

"How's the writing going?" asks Stacy. "I haven't seen anything for a while."

"Yeah, I know. Rejections are up, Income is down!" I've been trying to sell articles to magazines. Any magazine. I got a couple articles sold here and there in some offroad mags with my Jeep, but that's about it. I've tried some male-point-of-view things for the ladies mags, but nothing yet.

"You know," teased Stacy. "I use your rough drafts to show my students how NOT to write!"

"Thanks a lot!" I say as I flip her off.

"But seriously, why haven't you written anything lately? You know you have to keep doing it to get better. Or are you not using me as your editor anymore?"

"No, no, it's not like that. You're my only editor. Because you're cheap." I take a big swig of vodka/sprite. "I did write some stuff, but not to sell. I didn't think, I guess I'm not sure you would approve."

"Approve? Why wouldn't I approve?"

"It's, uh, it's not mainstream magazine stuff. It's just on the web."

"What, are you writing some kind of weird blog or what? Why won't you let me read it? Are you turning into a junior Rush Limbaugh or something?"

"HA! No!" Shit. Why did I open my mouth? I don't want to tell her this. I wish she would drop it.

"Well, spill it! I want to know what you've been writing! Unless, I guess you don't want me to edit your stuff anymore."

"No! I need your editing skills badly!" I guess I have to say it then. Christ, this is embarrassing.

"Ok," I begin. "Have you ever heard of Literotica?"

"Litter what?" chimes in Melissa. She's just been listening and drinking.

"Yes," says Stacy. "I know that place. You wrote something there?"

"What is it?" ask Melissa.

Stacy looks at me, I don't answer. She replies, "It's erotic literature that people write, and post to the web."

Melissa looks at me incredulously. "You write dirty stories?" She looks astounded, as if little old me would never do anything like that.

"Well, I tried. It went ok for awhile, then I sort of crashed and burned."

"Alright then," says Stacy. "My interest is piqued. What did you write?"

Sigh. "It was called 'The Imperfect Storm'."

Pregnant pause...

"Bullshit," says Stacy.

"Uh, Bullshit? What do you mean, bullshit? I wrote it." I'm getting indignant now. I'm not really a liar, not about writing, anyway. And being accused of that pisses me off.

"I know that story," she says. "You, that couldn't have been you. Prove it."

"Well, fine, Sister Bitch!" Stacy starts explaining the story to Missy as I get the laptop, sign in to Literotica, then I present the laptop to her.

"There. See? SnakeyJake submissions. 'Imperfect Storm'. Boom!"

There's an awkward silence in the room. Stacy just looks really strange. She browses the first few paragraphs. Missy knows something is going on but is keeping quiet to find out what it is. Finally, Stacy speaks.

"This was about month ago, right?"

"Yeah. 5 parts. Finished a few weeks ago."

"I, um... I really liked this story. For awhile. You fucked up the ending. Bigtime."

"I know. I actually got hate mail. Lots of it."

"Ok!" cried Missy. "Enough! What the hell is this story? I want to read it!"

"Go ahead," I said.

But Stacy didn't like that. "Wait. Melissa, it's, it's kind of, unusual. I don't think you're old enough."

"Yeah, right," she said as she took the laptop and settled back on the couch to start reading.

Stacy and I continued talking.

"So, what happened with the ending?"

"Honestly? It was my first ever submission. Each part had dwindling readers, and fewer comments, and I..." I didn't like admitting this. "I rushed it. I lost confidence in the story. I lost confidence in myself. I guess I was trying to appease the masses."

"Will you guys shut up?" piped in Missy, trying to read.

"Go sit over there!" retorted Stacy. "We're talking!"

"Jeez." Missy went and sat at the kitchen table and kept reading.

"I remember thinking, you just, it was like you just canceled a TV show mid-season. All the actors shook hands and went home, and left the viewers stranded."

"That was about the nicest anyone put it. Like I said, People were pissed. I'm hesitant to write again. But, it was okay until then?"

Stacy looked at me, and said in a very quiet voice. "Trent, I had to touch myself, each chapter. And I re-read each chapter a lot."

Holy fuck. Huh. Wow. So maybe it didn't suck entirely.

"Um, thanks!" I said, shyly smiling.

"What did Whit think of it?"

"I didn't tell her, she doesn't know."

"Are you kidding me?!?" Stacy exploded.

"Shut up, you guys!" hollered Melissa. After a quick series of 'Fuck you's back and forth we talked more.

"How can you have all that inside of you, and that was some good shit, and you haven't told Whitney?"

"Well, fuck. It isn't just about her. It's fantasy. I didn't know if she, if she could separate the two. I thought she would get mad at me, maybe, for some of the stuff in there."

"Jesus, Trent. You guys must be having a fantastic sex life, though! I mean, if you're half of what that guy was like--"

"No," I cut her off. "It's fine. We're just, kind of normal, you know? Nothing too special." It was true. We just kind of have regular sex. And, honestly, it has been waning, a bit.

Melissa suddenly stood up and announced, "Stacy. I have to go home. Now!"

"We're not leaving! We haven't even done presents or cake yet!"

"Right. I know. But we have to go home. Now."

"Melissa, what's wrong?" I asked. She's looking really weird. Oh, right. She's reading the story. She probably hates it and thinks I'm an asshole or something.

"It's this story. I need to go home."

"Sorry..." I don't know what else to say. Stacy shakes her head, no, she isn't leaving.

Melissa's face flushes red, and she charges to the bathroom.

"What the hell? Is she mad at me?"

Stacy smirked. "Ha, no. She isn't mad. Ten to one, she needs to cum and didn't want to do it in front of you."

"You're shitting me!" Stacy takes my hand and walks me to the bathroom door. In spite of the music playing out here, we can hear Missy panting and moaning in there.

She's fucking masturbating. In my apartment. To my thoughts, to my story.

I take a little step to head back to the couch. It doesn't seem right to listen in. Stacy, still holding my hand, yanks my arm back. She shakes her head 'no', and leans in closer to the door. We can hear little Missy, the baby Sister Bitch, getting very close.

Muffled noises, but we can hear "ooooooh yeah, oooooooh yeah, mmmmmmm yeah" repeated over and over. We also hear skin-slapping noises. What the hell is that?

Finally she lets out a long moan followed by lots of 'Fuck yeah's. Stacy's nipples are poking through her bra. My cock is all out of order. I have to reach down to adjust him.

Stacy does the raised eyebrow thing a couple times, then we walk back to the couch. Both of us take long swills on our drinks.

"So what was the rushed writing all about?" She starts up again.

"Well, when I write this stuff, I sometimes get a hard-on. Well, most of the time. And I can't do that while Whit's around. She'll wonder what the fuck is going on. So I only write when she's asleep or not here. She'd been around a lot lately, so I rushed it to finish it."

"You're an idiot."

"You're not the first one to call me that." We tink our glasses and drink some more. She starts talking to me about my grammar and typos, and how I use the ellipsis too much.

After about five minutes, Melissa comes out of the bathroom.

"What," she says, looking at us. Her nipples are fully engorged, the outlines completely visible through the thin shirt.

"Everything all right?" asks Stacy. Smirking.

"Yeah. We don't have to go home any more." And she sits back down at the computer. She wants to read more.

Stacy and I talk more about the story. She starts telling me how I might improve the sex scenes. It's weird talking to her about sex scenes. Then she switches topics and wants to know what story I'm writing next.

"I'm a little stuck. I'm trying to make it somewhat realistic. But, girls don't just take their shirts off and say 'Let's fuck' very often."

"Well, you've got a situation here that maybe you could use."

"Situation? Whaddya mean?"

"You've got two girls who are rather turned on. Sisters, no less. It wouldn't take much for something to happen. Just a spark."

I'm wracking my brain. But I seem to be experiencing blood-loss at the moment and can't think of anything.

"Like what?"

"Well, you got her shirt wet already. That's a big cliche but, still, it sometimes works. You've got the older sister talking about cock sucking and pussy licking. The little sister has already masturbated. You've got the male with a hard-on. You can't think of anything?"

Melissa interrupted us by pushing her chair back, making that awful squeak on the linoleum floor. She went to the bathroom again.

Within seconds, we could hear her going at it again. All the way from the TV room. She came in less than a minute.

Stacy and I were talking story possibilities when Missy returned. She had something in her hand. She came up to me on the couch, and put it on my head. Soft. Then it fell forward on my face and down my chest.


The Imperfect Storm Ch. 01



It was her panties. Green ones. And they were wet.

"I hope you're happy," said Missy, with mock anger. "They are soaked through and through. It's your goddamned story's fault."

Laughing, I picked them up, dangling them in the air.

"Go on. I know you want to sniff them." I do. I do want to sniff them.

Pulling them to my face, I inhale the strong aromas. Baby Sister Bitch's pussy aromas. Holy fuck.

"Ok, um, I need to go to the bathroom now!" And I was going to. Really. I have to fucking jack off or it may just do it all by itself. Spontaneous cum-bustion.

"Sit back down," said Stacy. "Ok look. Whit's our sister. We're not going to fuck with that. But, I don't think there's any harm in, perhaps, just looking. A little."

With that. Stacy opens her blouse to reveal a pretty, lacey bra. She unhooks the front of it, revealing her lovely breasts. Fuck. They're smaller than my Whit's, and definitely smaller than Melissa's, but size isn't everything. These are gorgeous. And Taboo. I'm not supposed to see these.

Melissa just yanks her/Whit's shirt off and arches her back, thrusting out her fantastic D-cups. Stacy reaches up and grabs Missy by the arm, pulling her on the couch so they are sitting next to each other.

"Your turn, stud."

I laugh and yank my shirt off.

"Ahhh, no. We can see that on any Saturday. Come on."

So I stood up. Kicked off my shoes. Unzipped my jeans, and stepped out of them. My raging cock pushed my boxers to their max, a wet spot clearly visible where the head is.

Melissa starts to get up, but Stacy holds her down.

"Go on." Says Stacy.

I shrug. What the fuck. Ya know? I bend over and take my shorts off. Now, I'm entirely naked except for socks. My cock stands straight up, saluting the whole room.

"Not bad, not bad at all", muses Stacy.

Our two couches are at angles. The girls are on one, and I'm standing in front of the other, I'm at most 2 feet away from Melissa. She's breathing heavy, her big tits rising and falling. Stacy grips her arm, keeping her down.

Melissa cups her breasts. "You like these, Trent. I know you do. They are right here. Come and get them."

"Trent!" snaps Stacy. "Remember Whit. Jack off, if you want to. We're staying here."

"Use my panties?" asks Missy. She's pouting.

I sit back down and start stroking my rigid cock. It's a little over six inches. Yeah I wish it was twelve. Or ten. But fuck, it seems to get the job done.

Pre-jizz is flowing out the top. I'm staring at the two sisters and the four boobs. Stroking my cock, Jesus it feels good. I want to fuck both of these sister bitches. But. Whitney.

Melissa now goes for it. Stacy leans on her, and they wrestle on the couch. Stacy has the height advantage, and she started out on top. She pins Melissa down.

"You'd better hurry. Trent. She's feisty."

Melissa struggles more and Stacy has to climb more on top her to keep her down.

"Get your tit out of my face!" cries Melissa. "I can't see!"

Stacy relents a little, Melissa turns her head and can now watch me jacking off. I'm very fucking close.

"Trent," whispered Melissa. "Look at my tit." Her one hand was tweaking and pulling on her hard nipple. She struggled more.

"I can't hold her forever, Trent," said Stacy, still pinning down Melissa. She mashed her tit back into Melissa's face.

Melissa found Stacy's nipple, and took it in her mouth. Melissa starts humping something, too.

"Hey!" cried Stacy. "Let go of that!"

Jesus Christ, Melissa is sucking on her sister's tit. That's all it took.

"FUCK! Yes! Yes! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!" I yelled as I came like a bandit. Long ropes went up my chest and stomach. The hot cum felt good on my chest. Both Stacy and Melissa watched me with big smiles on their faces.

"My panties, Trent!" Oh, right. I almost forgot. I took Melissa's panties and wiped up all the cum off my body. I handed the dripping panties to her.

Melissa shoved the panties into Stacy's tit and her own face. She sucks on them. Obviously, she's getting some of my cum and swallowing it.

I'm mesmerized. I want to fuck both of these girls, badly.

The phone rings. It's Whitney. Fuck, Fuck!

"Hey baby! You're on speakerphone, the girls are here."

"Hi Whitney," they say in unison.

"Just wanted to see how things are going? Did you like your present?"

"Uh, just about to get to it, sweetie!"

Stacy points over to the table. She tries to get up, but Missy has her clamped down in an embrace, and she's humping Stacy's leg.

"Yeah... how's it going honey?" I'm stalling, trying to find the card for me. "We're uh, yeah, here it is... Oh hey! $100 Home Depot card! Awesome you guys, thank you!"

We chat for a couple minutes, then hang up.

Missy goes in to overdrive on Stacy's leg, and finally cums.

Stacy has this funny look on her face, you know, like the 'baby sister is bothering me again' kind of look.

Missy buries her head in her sisters tits and cums hard. Her body shuddering and her squeals somewhat muffled by Stacy's soft tits.

My dick is not soft. No, sir.

After Missy comes back to Earth, Stacy tells me to get my clothes back on, they're leaving now.

It's kind of weird, everyone putting their clothes back on and pretending none of this happened. Stacy starts talking about something inconsequential, Missy just sits there smiling in general. Some big hugs later -- soft, squishy hugs that were too long but also too short-- and they're gone.

Jesus, what the hell was that! One fucking minute I'm contemplating marriage, the next I'm jacking off in front of my girlfriend's sisters.

I make another vodka, and clean up the joint from all the chicken shit. 30 minutes later, my phone buzzes with the incoming message ding.

It's from Melissa. It's got a video attachment.

"hey stud call me when u see this!! 

Oh shit. But I have to watch it. I click the video and it starts with a shot of Melissa's face.

"Hey Trent. Just got home and I have to tell you... mmmmmmmmm. I loved your story. I only read part of the first chapter but Jesus, guy, you got my motor running! Look!"

The screen jiggles and goes light/dark/light as she moves the phone around. The screen re-focuses. She's holding the phone in front of her shaved pussy.

"See?" she says as she spreads her pussy lips open. "See these fucking juices? They're from tonight. See how wet my fingers are? Mmmmmmmmm I'm gonna taste them, watch me.

"Yes mmmmmmmm so good. You want this, you know you do. And hey, look at this! It's my tit! Let me lick it a little. nnnnnnnnnnn you like that? Call me!"

Uh no. Not going to call you. I'm going to text Whitney and profess my undying love for her.

Or. Or I could call Melissa and tell her to stop bothering me. Yeah, that's it!

"Hey Little Miss."

"Trent, mmmmmmmmm, I've been frigging myself since I got home. Did you like my video?"

"Well, sure. But you see we can't do this..."

"We aren't doing anything," she said, cutting me off. "We're just talking. You liked seeing my tits, didn't you, baby."

I didn't answer. If my cock could talk it would've answered.

"You're not gonna talk to me? Trent?"

"Melissa. I'm in love with your sister. I can't..."

"Ok I'll talk then. You listen. Listen to this." I could hear what seemed to be sucking noises. "I'm sucking on my big tit, Trent. And listen some more." Now I could hear squishy sounds. "That's my wet cunt, baby. Ooooooh so wet. And it tastes soooooo goood, mmmmmmm..."

I had to let my cock out. It wasn't my fault. It hurt inside my pants.

"I'm rubbing my cunt, Trent. I'm going to cum for you, would you like that?"

"...yes..." I answered, barely.

"Oh baby I'm going to do it. I'll cum for you. Stroke your dick baby. I know you are. You can cum on my tits. Cum on my face. Ooooooooh cum in my mouth baby. I already tasted your cum, Trent. You liked that, didn't you baby?"

"Yes, Little Miss." Look at me! Speaking up and all. I walked to the kitchen so I could shoot my load on the kitchen floor. Easy clean up.

"You liked watching me suck Stacy's tits. Mmmmmm they were so soft. She pretended she was mad but she wasn't. She was sopping wet, Trent. I came while I sucked her tits, baby. Mmmmmmm do you want to fuck my ass baby? You can, baby. I'll lick your cock when you're done fucking my ass."

"Fucking Christ..." was all I managed to say as sperms flew across the kitchen in spurt after great spurt. Holy fuck. Whit and I have had phone sex before, but not like this. Jesus.

"Are you cumming baby? shooting cum? Me too... mmmmmmmmm shit yes! Fuck!... Fuck!!... Fuck!!... Yesssssssssss! Oh baby!!"

I didn't know what to say. I'm beyond skating on thin ice. I'm up to my neck in it.

"Thank you baby, thank you Trent."

"Missy, please don't tell Whitney."

"Sure baby. You just go on and don't think about me... bye baby..."

Click.

For a 20 year old, she has got it going on.

I cleaned up the mess. 3 paper towels. Brawny, too. The whole house smells like sperm. I don't really even know how much trouble I am in, but it is a LOT.

The phone rings, who can it be now? Christ, it's the other sister bitch.

"Trent! Don't you even say 'hello'?' Sup you dawg?"

"Nothin'."

"Nothing? Melissa told me she just talked to you. Sounded pretty hot."

I just sighed into the phone.

"I re-read the story again," she started. "You know, there are some, uh, surprising similarities between your characters and us three sisters."

Whoops. She noticed.

"So I'm the sister who you're sort of in love with, but not the one you end up with."

"Look, Stacy. It's just fantasy. I may have borrowed some elements from real people here and there but you can't just say that one character is completely based on --"

"Right... don't give me that crap. Wait til Missy finds out what you did to her."

"Oh come on, that's not fair. Raquel isn't her!"

"Right. Bubbly, big-boobed, a little ditzy, very sexual. That's not Melissa at all."

Well, she had me there.

"I can't defend everything. It's just a fantasy story, like I said. Uh... Did, did you want something?" I was tired and didn't need to be harangued at this hour.

"Yeah. I want to show you how you need an editor."

"I know I do. I told you I'd work with you again next project."

"Yeah, but I've got to show you some things. Open the 'Storm'. Chapter 3. Page 2. I'll wait."

"Fine." It took a few moments to get logged in, and to find the story. I didn't talk and neither did she.

"Ok got it. Page 2. What."

"Ok look, your stupid, lazy capitalization kills it. You almost never capitalize your 'I's."

"i do too!" i retorted.

"Alright, scroll down, about halfway. Where it says 'He kissed his sister's lips..."

"... ok... got it."

"Read it. Out loud."

"He kissed his sister's lips, his own lips and cheeks--"

"Stop. Read it like, like you're reading to an audience. You know, act a little, pauses and stuff. Read it."

"Fine."



He kissed his sister's lips, his own lips and cheeks covered in her pussy juices. She eagerly responded, and licked and swallowed down her orgasmic honey. She struggled against her silken bonds, unable to free her hands.

"Please Tony, let me loose so I can--"

"Shhhhh" I said to her. "Did you like that, though?"

"Oh God yes baby! You ate me out s-o-o-o-o good. I came so hard... oh... look who's here!"

I maneuvered my cock so it rubbed on her pussy. Rising up on one arm, I reached down and guided him by hand. Just spreading her pussy lips a little, covering my cockhead with girl juice. Rising up slowly, climbing up her pussy so my cock tickled he clit. The heat coming from her cunt is amazing. I lower back down, her pussy is so slick that my cock slides halfway into her vagina.

"...yes..." she whispers, gazing into my eyes. 'Gazing'. Sounds stupid, but that's what she was doing. 



I paused. I could hear Stacy breathing in the phone.

"Why did you stop? Keep going!"

"Really?"

"Yes, really! Asshole! Don't stop till I tell you."



 My cock in place, my hand went back to the bed, I lowered my body completely on top of Tracy, but kept my cock where it was. About halfway in.

Kissing my sister some more, I pulled my cock out a little, then pushed in farther. Back and forth, slowly, going a little deeper each time, filling my sister's cunt with my amazingly hard cock.

I hit bottom, as far as I could go. My right hand reached under her ass so I could pull harder. My left hand went to her beautiful tit spilling out on her side.

We started fucking, slowly, at first. Our kiss ceased as we needed our mouths for breathing. I collapsed entirely on top of Tracy, now, both hands on her luscious ass. Her fucking crack slick with her cunt juice.

Her tight, slick pussy felt like hot liquid satin against my cock. Our hot bodies pressed against each other. Tracy struggled, to no avail, as her hands were bound to the wooden frame of the bed. Deeper, and harder, and harder still I rammed cock into her.

"... Tony!... oh God oh God ... shit..."

"Baby you feel so good! I fucking love you!" I cried out as I fucked her and kept fucking her.

"Tony... fuck my cunt baby... Fuck it! yes yes oh God oh God oh God! Fuck me harder"

I slipped my right middle finger between her ass cheeks, and onto her butthole. Pressing just a little bit, it went easily. My finger could feel my cock through her pussy walls, and vice versa as I rammed her with everything I had.

Panting, I asked my sister, "Are you my dirty girl? Huh?"

"Yes oh god fuck yes!"

"Are you my dirty sister?"

"Jesus Yes!"

"You like my cock don't you!"

"I Fucking love it!!"

"You're my little slut, aren't you?"

"Yes Tony yes... I'm a slut for you."

"My finger is up your ass."

"Yes baby! Shove it in harder!"

I shoved another finger into her ass. She screamed bloody murder.

"Scream more, Slut! No one can hear you! Scream!"

And she did. I think the people two miles across the lake might've heard her, but they wouldn't know where it was coming from.

"Tell me who you are!"

"I'm your slut! I'm your slut! Your fucking sister slut!"

Jesus I couldn't take it any more. My cum was building to a crescendo, fast, and was only seconds away.

"I'm going to cum in your slutty cunt, Tracy!"

"Jesus! fuck yes cum cum cum oh god oh god YES, YES, YES!"

Her tight cunt gripped my cock in trembling waves as she came. My semen fired deep into her cervix, my cock throbbing pleasurably with each load. I came in my sister's cunt. Yes... YES!! FUCK YES!! I am the FUCKING MAN today!!

I eventually pulled out, and cupped my hand near her pussy. Our honey dribbled out in little spurts. Using my other hand, I held open her pussy, trying to get it all out. My cupped hand held a few tablespoons worth of cum, both hers and mine. I brought it up to Tracy's mouth.

"Open." She did.

I tipped my hand so about half of it poured into her open mouth. She greedily swallowed. Then I took my hand and turned it over quickly and smeared it all over her face. I slapped her cheeks lightly, but enough to get her attention. Then I slapped each tit, much harder, several times.

"You're not going to deny me anymore, are you?"

"No. Never."

I slapped her tits more.

"Are you sure?"

"Tony, i'm yours. Take me as you will." 



I paused. Stacy was just breathing heavily into the phone and saying things like "Whew" and "Jesus" and such.

"You okay over there?"

"Yeah, sure. That just makes me cum every time. But to hear you read it to me, that made it soooo much better."

Sigh. Now my cock is all hard again.

"So, what was the problem? Editorially speaking?"

"Oh yeah. That last line? You didn't capitalize the letter 'I'."

"Oh, right. And so, I had to read the whole thing for you, just for that."

"Hey, a girl's gotta do, ya know?"

"Yeah, I guess I know."

"You've got to tell Whitney about this story."

"Yeah, maybe. I don't know."

"If you don't, I will."

"Great. Threaten me. that's all I need, Tracy/Stacy."

"So, Trent, you gonna tie me up and make me your slut?"

"Haven't decided."

"Well, think about it, buster. You should've had Tony fuck her in the ass. People like ass fucking. And you know what else? Your whole first chapter was just masturbation, no fucking. How can you write erotic stories with no fucking?"

"It's a goddamned struggle, I shit you not. Good night, Sister Bitch Slut." See how clever I am with the words? Even late at night. I just made that up. Sister Bitch Slut. I like it.

"Goodnight, fucker."

"You wish."

"Yes, Trent. I do wish..."

I put the phone back on camera, and found Missy's video to me. I watched it three more times and rubbed my cock until a small amount of cum leaped out. There wasn't much left.

Holy shit, what a day.





- - - To be continued - - -



- - - Slowly - - -



The Imperfect Storm Ch. 02



(Trent has written an erotic story on Literotica, but he's afraid to tell his girlfriend, Whitney, about it. Her sisters know about it, however, and have threatened to tell Whitney. They're also seeing our man Trent in a rather different light. Please check out Chapter 1! Thanks for reading. PS, Hi Bob! These are your people!)





- The Imperfect Storm -



Chapter 2





Whooshing noise.

What the fuck? I'm dead asleep! Oh, it's my girlfriend Whitney's phone. Incoming text. You gotta be shitting me. It's 7:15 on Saturday morning! I'm going back to sleep. People need to respect the Saturday.



- - -



Somebody has jumped on the bed and attacked me. I think it's Whitney, but I'm not entirely sure. I can feel a woman's naked body on top of mine. She's rubbing in to me and kissing me and telling me to get up.

"What's up babes?" I say groggily, trying to look at the clock. 8:30. I like 10 better. or 11.

"Wake up sleepy head! We have to fuck!" She kisses me more, her breath is nice and minty. My mouth tastes like a water buffalo farted in it. But, she doesn't seem to notice. Huh.

"Is Big Red gone?"

"Yeah, it was gone yesterday but you got drunk and fell asleep." She thrust her tongue in my mouth, then sucked my tongue in and out of her mouth. She reached down and stroked my morning wood. Hey, that's nice. And unusual.

"Mmmmmm. I need your cock inside me, Trent. Now, Just fuck me, please?"

Well, I really liked her presentation. I was completely swayed by her arguments. I whole-heartedly agreed with her proposal.

I started to rise up. She put her hand on my chest and said, "No baby. Just sit there. I'm getting on you."

She moved up on me, dragging her tits in my face, but not letting me catch one in my mouth. It's a little game we used to play. She reached back and held my cock up at an angle, and she scooted back onto it.

My cock split open her pussy lips. Jesus Christ she's fucking wet! It usually takes a half an hour of foreplay to get her this wet. What the hell? Hey man, don't question, just enjoy the ride.

She sat back completely on my cock, her full weight on my pelvis and my cock sunk deep inside her.

"Oh my fucking GOD!" she cried out. She sat up straight and arched her back, thrusting her beautiful breasts forward. Her hands reached for the ceiling, then fell across her breasts. She teased and squeezed them as she rose up and down on my cock.

I thrust my pelvis to meet her motions, our bodies now slapping together in a hard, fucking rhythm. Whitney falls forward, catching herself on her outstretched arms. More stable now, we can fuck faster. I grab her tits and slap them together right in my face. The whole time she's just moaning.

Eventually she collapses on top of me. She's tired but still humping my rock-hard cock. I grab her ass and, rather gracefully, I might add, roll her over on her back with me on top, my cock staying inside her throbbing pussy.

Whit's nails dig into my back as she gasps and moans.

"Fuck me! Don't . . . Stop . . . Keep . . . Fucking me . . . More . . . More . . . Yes oh shit YESSSSS!!!"

Her screams continue as I feel her pussy contract around my cock. Her spasmodic jerks are beautiful to watch; I made this hot babe cum like a motherfucker!

I read somewhere that the male's hormone levels are the highest in the morning, hence the morning wood. I have to agree with that. My rock hard cock isn't quite ready to cum yet. All through her tumultuous orgasm, I keep fucking her, hard.

I drag a pillow over her face for her to scream into. I don't really want the neighbors knocking on the door. Whit is practically hyperventilating as her orgasm stretches on and on. Jesus, this girl can cum! I've reached the brink.

I throw off her face pillow to find her hair matted with sweat, her cheeks flushed with passion, and her eyes wild with sex.

"Give me that cum!" she says in a breathless voice. "Give it to me! Come on! I need it Trent! I NEED it . . . in my mouth . . . come on baby . . . come on . . . "

I pull out of her wet snatch and quickly jump up to her face. I stroke my cock just a couple times and . . .

"YESSSS!! Fuck yes! Take it all Whitney! Take it all!!!"

My cum shoots out of my cock at blinding speeds. It tears into her lips, mouth, cheeks. My sperm is so hot it must be sizzling on her skin . . . Whitney gulps it all down in a couple swallows. Her fingers push around the cum on her face towards her mouth. She greedily licks her fingers and swallows all that down, too. It's been about 6 months or so since she's let me cum in her mouth. This is unexpected, but fantastic.

I push forward now, my flagging cock right in her face. She draws it into her mouth, sucking out the cum remnants and also tasting her own cum on my cock.

"Mmmmmmm so good Trent . . . So good . . . I love your cum in the morning . . . "

Really? You do? Because I was getting the impression you weren't so into me anymore . . . But I wasn't born yesterday, so what I said was, "Oh baby! You are so fucking hot! Thank you!" And I slipped down into the bed beside her. We snuggled and kissed for a few moments.

Then she asked me a strange question.

"Am I your dirty girl?"

Well, honestly no. Not lately. I mean you are right now. What the fuck? But, like I said, I wasn't born yesterday.

"Of course you are baby! But, um . . . what do you mean?"

"Trent. I love you, baby." She kissed me tenderly. "I want us to work, this to work. I want you and I want to keep you. I will do anything . . . anything for you."

Now, normally when someone says they'll do 'anything', they never actually mean it. So I kind of took this with a grain of salt.

"Whit, I love you, too! And I like you being my 'Dirty Girl'. I like it a lot!"

"Good honey! I, ummm. I have a confession to make."

What. Who did you sleep with? Did you get fired? Hurry up and say it!!!

"Stacy told me about this website that has erotic stories--"

Fuck! Her older sister Stacy ratted me out! I asked her not to. But she also said she would. Fuck!

"--and I read this one story. Well, really the first story cuz Stacy told me to. And, well, maybe you should read it. It was . . . well it got me kinda hot. Maybe you noticed?"

Okay, so Stacy told her about the story, but apparently not that I was the author. Thank God. I don't think we're ready for that just yet.

"Baby, you're always hot!" I lied. "But yeah, you were fucking awesome this morning!"

"I'm glad you liked it! I did . . ." And she kissed me more and snuggled into me with her soft tits and soft body. A lot of guys I know want to just get up and go afterwards. And miss all this? This is what often leads to more sex, guys!

"So, I tell you what. I'm going to bring the computer to you. I want to know what you think of this story. You read, I'll make you a huge breakfast. Naked, of course."

"Babes, wear an apron? I don't want bacon grease to burn your tits." She laughed. I bent down and sucked one. Her nipple hardening in my mouth. I love these tits. So responsive.

She brought me in the laptop and presented it to me. There was my story, on the screen. First chapter. Fuck me.

"So tell me, Whit. how did you find this story?"

"Stacy texted me this morning. I read it twice, then came in and jumped your bones. Stacy told me that Missy read it also, and she found it to be extremely hot!"

Yeah, I know about that one. Whit's little sister had been sending me these phone videos every day. Just like 30-45 seconds or so. But they were fucking hot. Sucking her own tits, slapping her tits, fingering her pussy. She even sent one of her pissing in the tub. That was weird. And, strangely erotic. I kept deleting them, though. Of course, after I watched them ten or twenty times.

I pretended to start reading. It's weird reading your own writings. Mostly what I saw were typos, grammatical errors, story errors, things I could've done better. But, eventually I fell into the story. I got through a few chapters when Whit returned with this enormous breakfast of scrambled eggs with peppers and onions and spicy jack cheese, lots of crispy bacon, sausages, O'brien potatoes, toast, juice and coffee.

"Jeez, Whit! Thanks baby! This would feed an army, I think."

"I want you to get your strength up. You're going to need it in a few hours!"

She wanted to talk about the story while we ate, and what was going on. I'm really surprised she likes it so much. The story includes brother/sister incest, lesbians, light BDSM, sexy moms. I didn't think she would find this all that sexy.

"Oh yes, Trent! That part where he turns the tables, and ties up his sister and half-rapes her? Oh my God! I came twice reading that. did you like that?"

Like it? I wrote it! Of course I liked it. That's a big fantasy a lot of us brothers have, to fuck their hot sister.

"Yeah, it's pretty damn hot. Don't you think it's weird, though? The incest angle?"

"Well . . . I can see how it would happen. They grow up together, they know each other very well, it's not completely surprising. So, Trent. How about your sister, Kylie? Did you two ever... you know . . ."

"Oh yeah. Sure. We fucked like monkeys on the kitchen table. Mom and dad used to get mad at us because the family couldn't eat dinner with all our fucking."

Whitney gave me the evil eye. She knew I was making a joke out of it when, in fact, Kylie was the inspiration for the whole story. My older sister was fucking hot. Did I fuck her? Hey man, stories come from somewhere, ya know? You can't write a story in a vacuum. But, actually, no, I didn't.

"What about you and your Sister Bitches?"

"Oh yeah, we're all regular lesbians. Mom had to chain us up in our rooms just so she could clean the house. Otherwise there was baby oil and dildos everywhere."

Touche, I guess.

"Come on!" I said. "Tell me something. You're all pretty sexual, some things must've happened."

"Hmmm. Well, Melissa was usually naked, or topless. She really likes her boobs and likes showing them off."

"And you squeezed them a lot and sucked on them?"

"Uh, no. But I'm pretty sure if I said so, she would've been okay with it. She's a little slut. Then um, well maybe I shouldn't tell you this." I tilted my head and gave her my best smile. "Well, Stacy did teach me to masturbate . . ."

"Holy shit! Really?"

Whitney nodded her head yes.

"Damn! that's hot!"

"It's not really what you think. We weren't sexual with each other. Although, looking back, it was pretty sexy . . ."

I pulled my rock hard cock from under the sheets and showed it to Whitney.

"Is that from the story or from me talking about my sisters?" There was a slight edge to her voice.

"It's everything baby. You, this morning, the story. I'm ready for some more."

"Not now baby. We've got to get going for Amy's birthday, remember? Plus . . . I need you to store up your energy. We'll be acting out some of this story tonight."

Amy is my niece, Kylie's baby. She's having her first birthday and we are supposed to go. Kid's birthday parties, how much fucking fun is that. 

"I say we miss it and I'll tie you up and then anally rape you." I teased. "That's my Plan A. My Plan B would be along similar lines but would also include some spanking. Plan C . . . Well I don't think you're ready for Plan C yet."

"I'll take all of that. But later. Come on, we gotta get going." Yeah. That one-year old will be pissed if we're late!



- - -



The birthday party was in full swing. Babies everywhere, parents who I don't know, relatives who haven't died yet, just a good time all-around. I did what I usually do in these situations; I kept a watch on the beer cooler. Someone has to do it. Lots of people leave the lid open, for Christ's sake! You can't have that. I also periodically sampled the stock for appropriate temperature, which is very important.

The party drags on for hours; the babies are all getting fussy. But my parents and Whitney and some of the relatives seem to be settling in. Great. There's talk of a dinner barbecue. Even greater. More time away from Whitney and finding out how 'dirty' my Dirty Girl can be. Goddamnit, I'm so horny I could fuck one of these fat mom-cows with their giant tits.

"Trent! Got a couple minutes?" It was Kylie, my sister.

"Yeah, sure. You need something?" Her husband, Richard, was being quite the dick. Actually, he was just doing what I was doing, only he was watching the liquor bar. But, this was his house and he should be doing something to help out.

"Come talk to me for a minute while I put Amy down." Sure thing.

"I got this interesting text this morning from Stacy yesterday."

"Yeah? What about?" We were climbing the stairs to her semi-mansion.

"Well, it seems she wanted me to read this sex story on the internet."

Uh oh.

"So I did. And it was fucking hot. It was all about this brother who was hot for his sister and, well, it was fucking hot." She laid Amy down in her crib.

"Then she called me later in the day and asked me about it. I told her I came several times. Which is true. I did."

I got a little flushed. We've never talked about anything like this before.

"Then you know what she said to me?"

"Uh, no. I don't." What did Stacy do?

Little Amy began crying a bit.

"She said I knew the author. She said I would be surprised by who it was."

Kylie went to the crib. She pulled her shirt up, exposing a heavy-duty looking bra. She undid a catch on the front, which let out a big tit through a trap-door in the nursing bra. She picked up Amy and placed her at her breast to feed. Amy quieted down.

I sat motionless. I've never seen this kind of open behavior from my sister before.

"After I read it again, I wasn't surprised at all who wrote it. The locations, the characters, I knew them all."

My cock was rock hard in my jeans.

"I began to wonder who . . . who was this person I had lived with all my life? I thought I knew him pretty well."

Kylie put her baby back in her crib. Little Amy seemed satisfied and stayed quiet.

Kylie looked at me and undid the other trap-door on her bra. Now both of her tits were hanging out. The left one, the one she just nursed with, was dripping milk onto the ground. Her right tit, somewhat bigger than her left, had a drop forming on the nipple.

"But instead, it turns out my brother is a fucking sex pervert."

Kylie walked over to me, stopping just inches away.

"Right? You're a fucking pervert?"

It was my turn to talk. I knew that. But my brain couldn't think of anything to say.

"Your cock is hard right now, I can see that. For me. For your sister. Even after seeing my boobs doing their natural thing, you're still hard."

"It's . . . you're awesome . . ." I managed.

"You aren't grossed out? By my milking tits? Because Dick is. My loving husband, doesn't like working-boobs."

"I do. Jesus I do."

"Then, will you suck on them? Please?"

She didn't have to ask me twice. I pounced on the dripping one and sucked greedily, hungrily. Her milk flowed into my mouth. Hot . . . sweet . . . mother's milk . . . I gulped and swallowed as much as I could. I had never tasted anything like this. It's not like milk in a store. It's thinner, but better. And the fact that it was coming from my sister's large tit just made it all better.

I switched to her other tit and sucked harder. A milk explosion, in my mouth. God it is so good.

Somewhere in my brain, a little voice was saying "Hello! You've got a girlfriend! Remember?" But it was a very quiet voice and my hormones drowned out the annoying noise. My rigid cock was killing me as it was entangled in my boxers and jeans. It needed to get straightened out. I stood up and adjusted him.

Kylie looked at me. "Why didn't you ever say anything?"

"Uh, really? Like why didn't I ever say 'Oh sis, you've got great tits, let me suck them'? Yeah right. Why didn't you say anything? You're the older one."

"I guess you're right. It's not exactly normal."

"No. It's fucking hot, though. But not exactly normal."

"You should probably get back to Whitney, huh?"

I went to the window and looked out on the backyard. Whitney was sitting there in the shade looking very comfortable, chatting with my relatives.

I turned to Kylie and undid my jeans, dropping them to the floor. Stepping out of them, I dropped my boxers, too, and stripped off my shirt.

"I've still got a couple minutes. Maybe you could milk my cock a little. If you want to."

"Sit down, young man." Kylie instructed. I did. She put her tits in my face once more so I could suckle her luscious tits. Her turgid nipple felt so big in my mouth. I swallowed like a man dying of thirst. Her other tit leaked on my shoulder, dripping down my chest.

Still with her shirt hiked up and bra on, but opened up, Kylie got to her knees and grabbed her milky tits. She sprayed my cock down, completely showering it in milk. It was sexy and fascinating beyond belief. She would squeeze and hold for five seconds or so, then release, and do it all over again. Each nipple must've had 6 or 7 streams coming out of it.

Kylie bent down and sucked my milk-covered cock, swallowing down her own milk. She pulled off and sprayed more milk on my cock.

"Jesus Kylie . . . you're incredible . . . that feels so good . . . I'm right on the edge."

"Hurry up and cum baby. We've got to get back."

With that, she wrapped her wet tits around my cock and tit-fucked my dick. Milk shot everywhere under the constant pressure of her hands and my cock. Hot milk ran down my balls and pooled on the chair before dripping onto the floor.

Kylie looked me in the eye, and begged me to cum for her.

"Please Trent, please cum. I want your hot fucking cum in my mouth. I'm going to swallow your spunk down. Cum . . . cum for me . . . "

A few more strokes, and I did. She kept looking at me, watching my face contort as my body relieved itself of its cum on her neck, chin, tits, my stomach, my chest. It was a lot of hot cum.

I sat back in the chair as Kylie sprayed my chest and stomach with more of her milk. Then, starting at the top, she licked and sucked up her milk and my cum off of my chest. She showed it to me on her tongue, then swallowed with a 'Mmmmmmmmm' each time. I always knew she was a horndog. We should have done this years ago.

Kylie made short work of my jizz, getting it all off me and most of it off her tits and down her throat.

"Go. I'll be down in a minute. If anyone asks, we were talking about Richard and job opportunities for you."

Kylie was all business now, cleaning up and ushering me out. Wham, bam, thank you Trent. I need to get my shit together and go back and talk to Whitney now.

Jesus. Now the guilt sets in. What did I just do? Am I nuts? I just tit-fucked my sister within earshot of my live-in girlfriend! I'm such a dumbshit. But then, I did just tit-fuck my sister's milky tits, which can't really be bad. It's not like she's another woman, she's just my sister. It's really not much different than just masturbating. It's amazing how you can try to fool yourself.

I grab a new beer out of the cooler and go sit by the group of relatives.

"You look nice a and relaxed, baby!" says Whitney.

"Ahhh, just the beers taking over, ya know?" I reply.

"I've been talking with Richard about you." she continues.

Really now? Talking with Dick, huh? Well Dick, while you were 'talking' to my girlfriend, I just tit-fucked your wife. And she ate up all my sperm. Dick.

But Dick did have some interesting things to say about his new job. They need some people in their I.T. department. Hmmm. I'm sure it would pay more than my current job. We talk more about it. Dick really isn't a bad guy. I start feeling bad for having sucked his wife's tits and coming on her neck. Whit, of course, is ecstatic about the prospect of more money.




The Imperfect Storm Ch. 02



Whitney drives us home and it's pretty late. I'm tired, the hangover has already begun. We promise to talk about that silly internet story tomorrow.



- - -



Whit refused my advances on Sunday morning, but for a good reason.

"We can't have sex for a couple hours, trust me."

So we ate breakfast, and she did her 'three-esses' and primped and pruned and did whatever else girls do on a lazy Sunday morning.

I went to Home Depot and got an electric drill with my gift card. Nice. Still have about $30 left, so I got some footlong Velcro straps; the kind with the hooks on one end and the loops on the other. These might come in handy. Then I stopped by my buddy's house to borrow his video camera.



I walk into our little apartment with my bag of Depot goodies. Whitney jumps off the couch and attacks me, kissing me and pushing me back against the just-closed door. I drop my bag on the ground. Whitney thrusts her tongue inside my mouth, and I suck it and hold her close.

"I'm so glad you're here," she says, her breathing a little heavy. "My boyfriend is gone all afternoon. We can do whatever we want."

"Oh, I see!" I'm really good at catching on to things like that. "So this boyfriend of yours, how is he in the sack?"

"Mmmmm well . . . he always wants to fuck, which is nice. And he usually makes me cum --"

"Usually?"

"I meant always . . . but you, you're an animal. Aren't you?"

Again, I'm pretty good with the hints. She talked about wanting to be my 'Dirty Girl'. We're playing as if I'm not her regular man, I'm a different guy. She read the story and told me how fired up she is about it. And she met me at the door wearing just one of my dress shirts.

This girl wants something different today. And she's going to get it.

I slap Whitney's ass cheek hard, and squeeze it roughly.

"I'm a fucking animal, alright. I'm the god damned Tasmanian Devil. You want this? You sure you want this?"

"Yes, baby. I want it all."

"Alright then. First order of business. Why don't you make us some drinks."

"You don't have to get me drunk, baby," she purred at me.

"No, but a little loose wouldn't hurt."

I pulled out the video cam and started filming her as she reached for the glasses, my/her shirt rising up and showing her ass cheeks a little bit. She's got a great ass.

"Hey! Who's is that? What are you doing?"

"Just stepping it up a little bit. Say, why don't you unbutton your shirt a little more. Yeah, just leave one."

"Trent, I'm not sure I--"

"Trent? Your boyfriend is gone, remember? I'm Tony."

She smiled. Tony, like in the story, the Imperfect Storm. That crazy Tony.

"Nice. . . now, dip your nipple in your wine. Give me a taste. Mmmmmmmmm." Her nipple went max-hard almost immediately.

"Now, dip your other one in my drink. Mmmmmmm!" This one also went apeshit in the ice-cold liquid.

"Drink your wine. More. Keep going. More. Finish it." She flushed a little with the amount of wine she just drank.

"Good girl. Now, I need you to masturbate. Cum-pletely."

"Trent? What are you--"

"Who?"

"Tony, I mean. I'm not comfortable doing that, not while you're filming me. . ."

"It won't go on the net, I promise. You do masturbate, yes?"

She nodded. Actually, I haven't seen her masturbate for about a year. I miss it.

"You need some stimulation? Want a video on?"

She nodded. I put on Pornhub. She used to like watching the romantic videos, but she shook her head at that category.

"Big dicks? No? Big tits? Ow. I guess that's a no. Lesbians, no. Blondes? Nice face Whitney. Bukkake? Ohhh! Bukkake it is then. Let me see now . . ."

Bukkake videos are where many guys jack off on a kneeling girls face. She may or may not swallow, but typically her face gets covered in goo. I can't believe she wants this. For the last six months she's carefully avoided my ejaculate.

We walk to the bedroom and I hook the laptop to the TV in there. It's only 32 inches, but it's high def and was cheap. The unknown brunette is sucking on a big cock and stroking another. Two other cocks are banging her cheek and head as guys are trying to get themselves sucked.

Whitney is a dirty girl.

"Come kiss me for a little bit?" she asks.

We french kiss for several minutes. Her soft velvety tongue in my mouth and around my tongue... mmmmm. My cock is hard and her motor is running.

"Okay," she says, her breath ragged. I back off and start filming. Her hands roam all over her body as she writhes on the sheets. She pulls her breasts up to her mouth; she can lick them but not quite suck them. But she licks them and gets them good and wet. Then, and I couldn't believe this, she smacks her own tits! Slap slap slap!

"Go baby go!" I encouraged. "Be my dirty girl!"

She rolled over on her stomach and brought her knees up, sticking her ass in the air. She spread her legs, giving me some great footage of her spread pussy lips.

"You like that cunt? Huh baby? You like it? It's for you,baby"

She reached between her legs and drew her middle finger up inside her lips. She's very juicy already. She slid her finger in further, quickly followed by her ring finger.

"Tony, come up to my face."

I brought the camera up to her face as she pulled her sticky fingers out of her puss. Looking directly into the camera, she licked and sucked her two fingers that were just inside her pussy a moment ago.

"Mmmmmmmmmm! I taste good. Damn Good!" She rolled on her back and drove her fingers back inside her.

"Look how wet I am, baby! Oh god that chick is getting creamed!" On the screen the cumshots began on bukkake girl, gobs of cum on her face, hair, tits. Whitney squeezed her tit hard, much harder than I've ever squeezed them.

"Are you gonna fuck me hard? Huh baby? Yeah? Gonna fuck me? What about my ass? Baby? You wanna fuck my ass?" I do love the dirty-talking Whitney!

She rolled a little to the side so she could finger her asshole with her other hand. My camera angle was nice and close, and I could see her face, too. I'll send you the video some day. Her left fingers got some pussy juice on it, and began rubbing her ass. She slid a finger in slightly...

"Oh God my as is s-o-o-o-o-o-o tight! You want to fuck that ass, don't you. You want to fuck me in the ass? Spit on it!"

So I did. She rubbed her fingers in the spit and slid her middle finger right up her asshole.

"Oh baby! You see that? You want me to suck that finger too? You do, don't you..." and she did, sucked her finger that was in her ass.

On the TV, bukkake girl was joined by another girl. Whitney was going nuts.

"Oh god! Did you see that? she's licking the cum off that other bitch's face! Oh Jesus!" And she really starting friggin her pussy hard. Panting and moaning now, she was getting close.

I haven't seen Whitney like this in about a year. It's a fucking wonderful change of pace, I tell you what.

The one bukkake girl is now spitting cum onto the other girl, and the pulled her head into her cummy tits.

"Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh F-U-U-U-U-U-C-K!" Whitney moaned and grimaced as she came. "A-A-A-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-H!!!"

I could actually see her cunt quivering as she withdrew her hands. I set the camera on the dresser, pointed at us, and dove into her pussy head first. To tell the truth, I hadn't eaten her out for awhile, either. This was just fantastic, though! I gnawed and licked and sucked at her pussy and clitoris like a hungry madman. She clamped her legs around my head and came again.

She soaked my face with her female juices, I swallowed up as much as I could. I crawled up to her and we kissed long and hard, hugging and squeezing each other.

"Jesus! Trent! Errr... Tony... whoever you're supposed to be. I don't think I've ever cum that hard before!"

"Yeah, not that I've ever seen! You're like a woman possessed or something. You need... some more wine."

So I got us both some more wine as she laid there on the bed, her hands drifting around her puss. I undressed, too.

"So tell me, Whit," I asked when I came back. "You uh... you want to try some of that stuff in the story?"

She gave me this sly smile. "Maybe... I don't know..." And she played with my hard cock a little bit.

"Might be fun!"

"We could just read that story again, instead..."

"Naww! Wouldn't it be better to try it, just a little? We could have a, um, whaddya call it... a 'Safe' word. So you can say that and we'll stop."

"A safe word."

"Yeah, something that doesn't mean stop. Because saying 'Oh baby Stop' actually means go more!"

"Oh, ok. Right. So, what will it be?"

"Um. How about 'kittens'? That's pretty safe, right?"

"Ok, Kittens. And you'll stop."

"Sure."

"Well... ok then... kittens?"

"Right. Kittens."

I had thought about this for quite a long time, back when I was writing the story. We didn't have any handcuffs or anything, but she did have this silk bathrobe with a silk belt. I thought that would work. I went and got it, brought it back.

"Ooooh!" she purred.

"Arms up here, baby!" I ran the belt through the wood frame of the bed, then looped it back towards her hands. Then I wrapped it carefully around her wrists, trying not to make any wrinkles that would bind into her skin. I finished up with a Granny knot because, hey, I was never a Boy Scout.

"How's that? Does it hurt? Too tight?" I adjusted the pillows so her arms were at rest on them.

She pulled a few times. "No, seems ok?" She was giggling now, looking around the room and at me in anticipation.

"I think your cock likes the idea, huh?"

It sure fucking did. Between her earlier show and tying her up, my cock was just oozing pre-cum continuously.

I stepped away from her to admire the scene: My Whitney, lying naked on her back, tied to the bed, her firm C-cup breasts rising nicely from her chest. I picked up the camera and slowly panned over her naked body.

I went to her dresser and got her sleeping mask. It's basically a blindfold, made for people that have to sleep during the day. Whitney's job at the hospital often has weird hours, and she needs to catch up on her sleep.

"You're going to blindfold me?" she asked, somewhat hesitant. "That wasn't in the story!"

"Hey baby, this is real life, not some stupid story." I adjusted it on her face.

"See anything?"

"No, it's pitch black. Um... Kittens!"

"What?" Kittens is the safe word. "You aren't quitting now! We haven't even started?"

"Ok, I guess. No kittens."

"Good. Now just sit tight."

I went to the kitchen to get some stuff. I could hear Whitney calling my name. Apparently, she didn't like being tied up and left alone. I find it kind of thrilling. I loaded up a TV tray with a bunch of stuff from the fridge and the pantry.

I came back into the bedroom.

"Trent?"

"No, Trent's not here, remember? I'm Tony."

"Tony, don't leave me like that! It's scary!"

Good. I like you being a little scared. You don't know what's coming next.

"I didn't think a Dirty Girl would mind it so much." I replied.

I set the tray of goodies on the bed, and then sat down on her chest, straddling her tits. With her arms up over her head, this put my erect cock right over her face.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"Shhhhhh..."

I opened up a bottle and poured some stuff on my cock.

"Open wide."

I slid my dripping cock into her mouth. She closed around it, afraid at first. Then she tasted it. Licked it up and swallowed it.

"MMMM! Ranch dressing!"

I smeared some junk on my balls and dangled them into her open mouth.

"Haha! Peanut Butter!" she exclaimed as she hungrily licked and sucked my balls completely clean.

We did more.

"Whipped cream!"

"Honey!"

"Mustard? Gross! Ack!!" Hey, it was funny.

I put a big juicy strawberry inside her pussy for a few moments, getting it all nice and wet. Then I brought it up to her mouth.

"Bite into this." And she did.

"Mmmmmmm... Pussy Berries! More!"

And we had pussy bananas, and pussy cucumbers, and pussy carrots, too.

I grabbed a big fat whole cucumber, and rubbed it against her wet cunt lips. I shoved it in.

"Ohhh! Shit what is that? Trent? I mean, Tony? Take it out!"

"No, the Dirty Girl likes it!" And I slapped her tits a little bit.

I sat back on her chest and stuck my cock into her mouth.

"Suck it, baby. Suck it good. Suck that cock."

I was able to reach back and work that big cucumber back and forth into her pussy. It slid in and out easily. Whitney is a wet slut! She sucked my cock nicely.

I decided to switch it up. I pulled out the cucumber, then got down and just shoved my cock up her cunt. I then held the slimy cuke in her face, rubbing it all around and covering her face with her own pussy juices.

I fucked her hard as I whispered to her.

"You like your own juices, don't you baby girl."

"Yes, Tony, I'm just a fucking slut."

"I want to film you, fucking your own cunt."

"No..."

"Put it on the porn sites, have thousands of guys cumming because of you."

"Oh Jesus..."

"All those horny fucking guys, shooting their cum for you, on your tits, on your face, in your mouth."

"Oh god don't stop!"

I sped up the fucking, slamming hard into her.

"Cocks all over you, fucking your face, your ass, your cunt, two cocks in your mouth baby! Can you handle all that cum?"

"Yes I want it all! I'll eat all of it!"

Then she death-clenched my cock as she came, my cock totally loving her pulsing pussy. I grabbed her nipple hard and she cried out more. My own orgasm was very close, just a couple more strokes!

There it is! Fuck yeah!

Waves of pleasure rocked me as I shot spurt after spurt inside her hot cunt. Jesus it felt good! So much cum, my cock was just swimming in slippery stuff. Then I got an idea.

I pulled my semi-hard cock out of her cunt, and told Whit to bring her knees up to her chest. With her arms still tied above her head, I pulled out the pillows from behind her head. Then I pushed her butt up into the air.

"What are you doing?!" she asked, totally confused.

"You're going to drink my cum," I told her. "Help me out some."

I pushed her more, so that her head and neck were all scrunched up and her back went up in the air. I positioned her cunt where I thought it was over her face. I could see my cum sloshing around right on the edge of her pussy lips.

"Ok, squeeze," I told her.

She did, the first few drops landed on her forehead. I pushed her back a little, then she squeezed some more and my cum flowed out of her cunt onto her face, about half of it going in her mouth.

She greedily swallowed it down. Then she surprised me.

"Tony, help me... with your tongue." She wanted me to clean the rest of her cum off her face, with my tongue.

Now, let me tell you, this is something that I, Trent, would never do. But we're role-playing, and I'm 'Tony the crazy fucker', so I've got to do what Tony would do. Here goes...

I release Whitney so she can lay back down normally. Then I bend down to her face, I can smell my own sperm. Somewhat hesitantly, I push a gob on her check over to her mouth; she sucks my tongue clean with a big "MMmmmmmmmm." Jesus it is fucking sexy! I go for some more of my cum on her other cheek, pushing it over to her mouth where she sucks it down again.

Jesus Christ, I can't tell a lie. This is fucking turning me on. I mean, I'm not gay, but this is some freaky shit! I'm fucking rock hard again.

"Baby," I say to her. "Did you like that?"

"Oh god yes!" she exclaims. "You're so fucking hot! My pussy juices are just flowing!"

I reach down and check, her taint and ass are covered in a combination of some of my leftover cum and her hot cunt juices. I start rubbing her asshole, smearing the juices all over it.

"Baby, Tony isn't done yet."

I slip my middle finger inside her ass, just an inch or so. I stare into her eyes.

"Huh? Can you take it? Are you really a Dirty Girl? Or you just all talk? Huh?"

I shove my finger as far up as it will go. She stiffens a bit, then relaxes as I finger fuck her ass more.

"You better relax more, baby, cuz my cock is coming in here in a minute!"

"Oh no!" cried Whitney, faking a refusal. "You can't fuck my ass! That's disgusting! You can't do that to me!"

At the same time she's whining, she's also bucking her hips up and down as my finger strokes her tight butthole. I insert my second finger, stretching her anus.

"No Tony! You can't fuck my ass! Please!"

I move around so my cock can get in her face. I pull my hand out of her ass and grip my cock, sticking both my cock and my smelly fingers in her face.

I slap her cheeks with my cock, and deliberately drag my sticky fingers over her lips.

"Yeah baby, that's a good Dirty Girl... mmm hmmm... yeah you better suck that cock, get it good and juicy now... it's going in your ass."

I stand up and grab her legs and flip her onto her stomach. I take one of the small decorative bed pillows and jam it under her pelvis, making her ass stick up in higher in the air. God, she looks good, her ass just begging to be fucked by me.

Massaging first her pussy for more juice, I then massage her ass, easily slipping my fingers in and out of her.

I drop a big spit right onto her rosebud, and press my raging hard on against her hot ass-skin.

Rubbing my cockhead around a little, I then press forward a little. The head goes in.

"OWWW!" cries Whitney, in real pain.

I pull back a little, gently easing in and out of the space I've invaded. I drop another spitbomb right onto my cock to help out.

"Better now?"

Whitney just moans a little, which seems to me that she's okay.

I press harder, but also pull back again, little soft strokes, stretching the walls of her tight ass. Pressing harder, deeper into her ass until I'm halfway. I pull all the way out, her ass gapes at me before closing up. I drop some more spit on her wrinkled asshole, and plunge in all the way.

"OH MY GOD!" shrieks Whitney, arching her back, trying to accommodate my thick cock. I pump harder, and faster, and Whitney is writhing in ecstasy or agony, I can't tell. Maybe both.

I collapse on her, forcing my cock even deeper into her quavering ass. My hands reach under her and I grab her tits hard, squeezing the shit out of them. Whitney just moans and then pants, quick little breaths as she tries to maintain a semblance of control.

"Good Girl," I whisper, panting also. "Your ass is so tight for me baby... I'm fucking that ass of yours."

Whitney just starts moaning "Oh god oh god oh god" and writhes in her bonds, her hands still tied above her head.

"You like this ass fucking, don't you!"

"No!"

"Come on bitch," I say, in between my own panting. "You're a nasty slut... who likes getting fucked... where ever she can!"

"Trent how can you say that?... oh my god... oh my god... keep fucking me... like that..."

I pinched her nipples till she cried out a little, and fucked her harder.

"I'm Tony, remember? The camera's still on, Dirty Girl."

"Oh shit... no..."

"Maybe we should... show your sister's... what kind of a slut... you really are..." I was getting off on this dirty talking thing, we've never really done that much.

"No! Don't... you dare..."

"They would love it! Imagine them watching you... they'd probably... finger themselves... as you got ass-raped."

Whitney turned her head till she saw the camera on the dresser. The red light blinked on it.

"Oh fuck! You aren't kidding!"

"What do you want... to say to them?"

"Fuck you Trent! And fuck you, Sister Bitches!" She turned her head away from the camera.

I grabbed her head and made her face the camera again. With my other hand I reached down around her to grab her cunt from underneath.

Whitney grimaced, then let out a long moan as her orgasm approached.

"Cum for the camera, slut... cum for your sisters!"




The Imperfect Storm Ch. 02



"ooooOOOHHH Fuck! FUCK! FUCK!... GOD DAMMIT FUCK!... I'm cumming I'm CUMMING OH FUCK!... so fucking hard... JESUS..."

As her ass and cunt flexed and quivered, I speed-pumped her and made myself cum, too. I dumped at least a quart of sperm into her asshole.

We rest for a few moments, my cock slightly going down, but not much... Finally I get up, pull out and reach for the camera. I bring it real close to her ass, my other hand spreading her cheeks. I narrate for the camera.

"Yes... there it is... the Ass-Fuck of the week! And she's a bit of a gaper, isn't she? And what's this? Oh we've got some sperm leaking out. Yes we've got to get this... yeah in my hand... Oh Whitney you'll be glad I saved this for you! Roll over, toots."

Whit obliges, her mouth opens seductively.

"Oh, you want some huh? Yes of course you do... here you go... yeah baby... oh yeah.. show the camera, don't swallow yet... oh that's good... okay you can swallow... mmmm baby... you should lick my cock and balls... oh that's it baby... yeah so everyone can see... don't laugh this is serious business! Oh yeah... got my cum and your cum and ass on it... don't make a face you like it! Now... what do you want to say to your sisters?"

"I don't want to say anything because they aren't watching this!"

"Come on, I thought you were my Dirty Girl!"

"Oh alright then... um... Hi Girls! Bet you wish you were me! Have you ever been fucked like this? Haha! Bitches!"

I put my cock back in her mouth, she gazes at the camera... After a few moments I shut it off.

I collapse next to Whit.

"Wow! I Mean holy shit!"

"Kittens!"

"What? oh, yeah, you want to get undone?"

Whitney grapples me after I untie her hands. We kiss long and hard, our hot and sweaty bodies languorously rubbing against each other.

"Maybe we should just stay in bed the rest of the day," I offer.

"Mmmm yes! Except... oh crap. The girls were coming over later today. We're supposed to go shopping for Melissa's trip with her stupid boyfriend..."

"Jake? I thought they broke up?"

"Yeah, but you know her. She needs to get fucked every now and then or she goes crazy... Oh my God I can't believe I just said that!"

"You're getting a loose tongue there, baby!"

"Well, when you all get back we can show them the movie."

"What? This movie? Are you kidding me? I thought you were just playing around!"

I just look at Whitney.

"You are kidding, you have to be. You can't show them this! They'll think... they'll think I'm a total slut!"

"And that would be so bad? They used to think you're a prude, now you can prove them wrong!"

Whitney is really perplexed... she can't decide... but I like it because she's actually considering it now.

"You know what, babe?" Whitney asks me. "I surrender. To you. Whatever you think is best. I just want you to... be like you were today. All the time. Love me. Treat me right. But also dominate me. That turns me on so fucking much... you have no idea... I don't think I've ever been happier than right now..."

"Me too, baby" I reassure her. I wasn't quite expecting that, I was just hoping she wouldn't yell the code word too early. But, apparently I've hit her nail on the head. She wants me to dominate her. Well... I'm normally kind of mild-mannered, easy-going. But, like everyone, there's something else inside me. Animalistic, untamed. I don't show that side very often.

But that's the side that wrote "The Imperfect Storm."

And that's the side that Whitney is now totally in love with.

This might be fun...



The Imperfect Storm Ch. 03



(Trent has had a breakthrough fuck with his girlfriend, Whitney, after she read a sexy on-line story that happened to be written by Trent. Trent filmed their sex adventures, and has threatened to show it to Whitney's sisters. It's Sunday, early afternoon...)

I don't know if you know much about video editing, but it takes a fricking long time. The Sister Bitches all went shopping for the little sister, Melissa, who was supposed to go next weekend with her dumbass boyfriend, Jake, to the shore for the weekend. They were going to the mall and would probably be gone several hours.

I needed that time to edit our little sex-movie that Whitney and I just made this morning. Total footage of the flick went about 45 minutes. But, who wants to watch that? I can't watch 45 minutes of the same couple doing it, it's boring! Fast forward to the good parts!

So I'm trying to cut it down to just the good parts. And add some music here and there, but also toning it down so you can hear the occasional dialogue. Whitney said something cool at the end, straight to the camera: "Bet you wish you were me! Have you ever been fucked like this?"

I took just the audio of that part, "Have you ever been fucked like this?" and made it the tagline of the movie. Then I spliced in some crazy euro-disco-techno-rock version of Karl Orff's Carmina Burana. Go youtube it. A bunch of quick edits of me fucking Whitney, me eating her out, my cum dripping out of her cunt on to her face, "Have you ever been fucked like this?", and Whitney getting her ass pounded... you get the idea. I put some of the cumshots on slo-mo, and then repeated it at regular speed, too. I ended the movie with her saying to the camera, "Bet you wish you were me!", and then my cum/ass-juice dripping cock entering her mouth... and a fade out as she slowly devours my dick...

It's a fucking work of art, if I do say so myself.

I was just finishing it up, checking the flow and stuff, when my sister Kylie calls me. If you recall, I titfucked her lactating tits recently. Yesterday, in fact.

"Hey little Bro, what's up?"

"Nothin' Chica, Whitney's at the mall with the bitches. 'Sup with you?"

"Nothing, Dick's out in the back fucking with the pool filter or some stupid shit. So, can you talk? Freely?"

"Yeah, just me here. Hey um... that was... pretty wild yesterday..."

"I know, Trent. I didn't sleep well, I was all worked up."

"Worked up... meaning, what?"

"I was fucking turned on, you shithead! You got to cum, remember? I didn't. You always were selfish!"

"Yeah, sorry about that babe. But, you know, you kind of rushed me out of there."

"Haha, you just called me 'babe'."

"Oh, uh, sorry"

"No! I like it! Trent..."

"Yeah?"

"What are we gonna do?"

"Um, I haven't gotten that far yet, Kylie."

"We have to fuck. At least, I want to. Do you?"

I didn't have to even think about that.

"Absolutely! Yesterday was incredible. I've... thought about you forever, Kylie. I've probably jerked off more to you than everyone else, combined."

"Seriously, Trent?"

"Well, yeah. I mean, we're adults now. But... nobody can find out, right? We can't, like, marry each other or anything, right?"

"No... it would be too weird, we'd lose all our friends, family, everything. But we need to fuck, Trent."

"You want my cock, don't you."

"Jesus god with all my heart!"

"You want my cock inside your pussy. Your fucking wet pussy."

"It's fucking wet right now, Trent. I'm... I'm..."

"What? Tell me! You're what."

"I'm touching myself right now."

"What, like touching your elbow? Come on, spill it!"

"I'm touching my pussy, Trent! I've got one finger inside me now... so wet... god it feels so good... your cock looked so good yesterday... your cum was so good, baby... I guess you liked my tits?"

"Kylie, your tits were fucking outrageous! So big, and the milk was... it was unreal! I loved it, I want more. I couldn't believe you have so much, and you showered my cock with it... and you licked it and drank your own milk."

"You weren't disgusted, I'm so happy! Dick, my darling husband, thinks 'working boobs' are kind of gross."

"They are glorious, fascinating, I want to suck your milking tits forever! I want to titfuck them and have them spray your hot milk all over me! but then you have to lick it up. Hey, are you still touching yourself?"

"Yes Trent. Tell me more, make me cum, please, my clit is throbbing! Oooooooh talk to me."

"How about I suck your tit and get a mouthful of milk, then move down to your pussy. To your cunt. Then I flood your steamy cunt with hot milk from my mouth! Then I'll fuck you so hard, milk will shoot out everywhere. And I'll keep fucking your cunt, baby."

"Shit Trent, almost. More. Fuck me for more for chrissake!"

"I'll get you on all fours like a fucking hot bitch in heat. Jam my cock inside you so far and so fast and fuck you so good you'll scream at the top of your lungs. And I'll slap your tits and make the milk spray out with each slap baby. You like that?"

"Fuck yes! oh my fucking god oh my god!"

"And you look in the corner and there's Richard tied up to a chair. He's watching everything and mad but also has a raging hard-on. I pull out from fucking you and punch him in the face so he falls over backwards."

"Fucking 'Dick'! You're my hero! Jesus Christ I'm so fucking hot! What else! Finish me!"

"You're still on all fours. I crawl under you and we sixty-nine sweetheart. Sixty-nine so you can grind that cunt in my face and get me all fucked up with your cunt juice. And I can skull-fuck your fucking hot wet mouth. Jesus fucking christ I want you to grind your cunt on me and cum, Kylie. Cum on my face. Let me have you. Cum in my mouth, I want your hot nectar. Your fucking cunt juice!"

And Kylie came for me, right there on the phone.

"Yes oh shit oh shit YES! god on your face all over your fucking face I'm cumming oh fuck i'm cumming..."

I was doing everything I could NOT to touch myself. I think if I even looked sideways at my cock it would come of it's own volition. But, I was hoping for some action tonight and I didn't want to use up my shots.

"And I want your cum in my mouth," Kylie continued, panting like a thoroughbred horse. "And I want to swallow you down-"

"No, Kylie! Save it and go spit it in Richard's face!"

"Oh my god you're a sick bastard! I might as well piss on him, too, right?"

"Haha I love it! Piss on the poor dumb bastard!"

"Ahhh, thanks Trent. I needed this, badly. I gotta get myself together here, the room smells like pussy and there's milk drops everywhere. But hey, this isn't why I called."

"Ha! You mean, there's a better reason than this? I gotta hear it then!"

"Well, we've gotta untie Dick and wipe the piss of him. He wants you to call him Monday to set up some interviews this coming week. He's got some openings and wants you ta take a look."

So Kylie and I talk some more about the job. It would mean about 30 more minutes on the road for me, but would have much more potential. Not to mention a higher salary. But I don't want to work for Dick. Too weird.

From the sounds of it, Dick wants to do the multi-interview thing. That's where you see four or five people back-to-back-to-back so you can just run through it. Grueling, but it's good to see everyone at once so they can compare notes, etc. I would take the whole day off. Maybe could squeeze in a visit with Sis, before or after!

We hang up, and I see that I've got some text messages from Whitney. Picture messages. Pictures of lingerie. Close-ups of ass cracks and flimsy-looking underwear. Cleavage, and a push-up bra. That's Stacy, the older sister. I can see her little mole right there. Ooh, big cleavage! Melissa, for sure. big cleavage pushing against other cleavage... Missy and Whitney!

I drop trou and take a snap of my erect johnson, a gleaming drop oozing out of the hole and ready to drip down the shaft. Push Send. Take that, bitches!

Text from Whit: Don't touch that thing! Save it for me!

Me: when u cumming home

Whit: at da bar with vodkas u might have to cum get us

Me: ok one hour?

Whit: great come rescue me and fuck me

Me: What about the bitches

Whit: they can watch tv

Me: k luv u

Whit: luv u too luv everyone

Haha she's getting a little bit happy! And she's less of a party animal than the other two! God, this hour is going to take a long time.

With this time to kill, I decide to export the sex video I just did of me and Whit to a smaller size file and email it to my sister. See what she thinks. It's only five minutes long.

Text to Kylie: Check ur email IN PRIVATE

Kylie: k

12 minutes go by.

Kylie: holy fucking shit

Me: haha you like?

Kylie: i watched it twice i came twice you prick, im so jealous and i hate whitney a lot

Me: maybe i'll film you sucking my cock

Kylie: i dont care just cum fuck me soon

Me: k gotta go hugs

Kylie: k bye fucks

My sister wants some serious fucking. I should feel weirder about this, but I don't, I'm fucking excited! This honesty shit is paying off.

I go to Appleby's to pick up the Sister Bitches. I texted them 15 minutes ago to come outside, they're just now struggling out the door. Good thing I'm driving! They fall into the car, giggling, laughing, can't get their seatbelts on... pretty sloppy drunk chicks. They've got shopping bags from Macy's and shit, plus several little ones from the Naughty Shoppe. Awesome.

They are all teasing me with "Wait till you see what we got" and shit like that. But then Katy Perry comes on the radio and she kissed a girl and she liked it and the Bitches are yelling at the top of their lungs as we cruise down the road.

"More drinks!" orders Whitney as we get inside our apartment. I quickly make some vodka drinks, pomegranate juice and lime juice. You put the lime in the pomegranate and you... never mind. I put on the Pandora to a dance station and the party continues.

"Oh wait!" hollers Whitney. "You should see what I got you, Trent!"

She hands me a little shopping bag from the Naughty Shoppe. I'm thinking it's some hot nightie or something... but no.

It's a a small elephant head, with a stretchable trunk. And a long string around it. Obviously, the trunk covers my dick, like that's all I'm going to wear? Yeah right!

I hold it up, and the girls are fucking cackling like hens at me.

"Put it on", "Try it out!", "I'm sure it's too big" and shit they yelled at me. It was fucking funny, I'll admit.

"Ok bitches," I announce. "You want to see me in this, yes?" They all screech yes.

"Alright then. I'll wear this. On one condition, that you three put on what you got at the Shoppe first!"

We clinked glasses and everyone finished off their drinks. Then the girls went to my bedroom to change, and left me to my own devices in the living room.

I stripped down and tried to figure out the elephant trunk. Oh, it's got an elastic string so it's pretty much one size fits all. Looking in the basket again, there's also a bowtie/collar, and two white wrist things. So now I look like a Chippendale with an elephant trunk. I check myself out in the mirror while I hear all the giggling in the bedroom. Still got some work to do on my abs, but there's a bit of definition going on there. Arms are looking good. Wish I had more tan, though!

I hear them coming to the door so I scramble back to the couch and take a seat. I grab the remote control so I can work the DVD and TV. Because, you know, I've got our new video in the player! I turn the TV on, but with no signal it just sits there, black, and looks like it's off. And, oh yeah whaddya know, my friend's video camera just happens to be sitting there. Some papers and shit are covering up it's red recording light...

"Ahem!" says Whitney. "Our first gal this afternoon, is the very sexy but still the oldest of the bunch-"

"Whore!" Stacy yelled at Whit.

"The always popular and always easy, Stacy!"

I clapped as Stacy made her entrance. She was wearing all white; push-up bra, panty hose, garters, tiny g-string panties that were barely there, white heels. And white ribbons in her hair.

She twirled, bit her finger, 'accidentally' dropped a napkin and bent over slowly so I could see all her cleavage. She walked towards me and dropped it again, spun around and bent over again, this time with her luscious ass facing me. good lord I could see the folds of her puss between her legs.

Truthfully, I could've fucked her right there, she looked so amazing.

She came up to me as I sat on the couch. She took her knee and pushed my legs wide open. My elephant trunk was standing straight up.

She put her arms around me and kissed me on each cheek.

"Hey now..." warned Whit from the hall.

Slightly dejected, Stacy plopped down next to me on the couch. Her elbow bashed into my cock several times, Whit couldn't see over the arm of the couch.

"And next we have the baby of the bunch," continued Whit. "Little Missy! She may be young but she's the sluttiest of us all!"

"You're goddamned right I am!" answered Melissa.

Little Missy came out in like this old-time saloon girl outfit; red and black bustier (pronounced boost-ee-ay for you non-frenchies) that barely contained her big tits, black stockings and garters, ruby red slipper/heels, and some fancy hat thing.

Stacy and I hooted and clapped as Missy danced for us, bent forward and shaking her shoulders back and forth furiously, sending her tits into a quivering frenzy. It was only a few moments before they both broke their bonds and leaped out into the open air. Fuck yeah!

"Hey!" cried Whit. "Put those away!"

Reluctantly, Melissa slowly forced them back inside her top. But they barely fit and you could still see half her nipples, not to mention the miles of boobflesh that was already out.

Missy Came over to me, bent down for a moment and banged her tits into my elephant dick, then sat down on the other side of me.

The only logical place for my arms, with a hot girl on each side of me, was around their shoulders. Missy was on the far side from Whit, so I could grab her right tit from the back and Whit couldn't see. Missy snuggled closer. She did the next announcement.

"And finally, we have Whitney! Whitney was very uptight until this afternoon when she flashed her shaved pussy to everyone in the Naughty Shoppe! Let's hear it For Whitney!"

My jaw dropped as Whitney came out. She was wearing a black fishnet body suit. I mean, from neck to hands to feet, all fishnet. And not tight fishnets. The criss-cross pattern was like two-inch squares. Her bare nipples stuck right out. You could see her pussy lips as she danced for us. This was somebody else, this wasn't the old Whitney! Holy Shit!

Whit came over and just laid down across everybody's lap, painfully bending my cock but then it went the right way.

We all laughed and pushed on Whitney and teased her and stuff, then Missy said, "Hey, we haven't seen Trent model his stuff!"

Oh boy, well now all I have on is this elephant mask/trunk on my dick, cufflinks, and a collar. I played coy and grabbed two couch pillows and stood up to an enormous amount of boos and name-calling. I slinked into the kitchen and poured myself another drink and gulped it down. Fiddled with the music and put on "Moves like Jagger."

I leaped out from behind the kitchen counter and danced like a maniac. My hard dick was flopping up and down, the girls screamed and howled with excitement as I gave them everything I had; The Sprinkler, The Lawnmower, Going Shopping, The Charlie Brown. I pulled out all the stops, baby. I turned around and shook my ass for them and shot them the browneye, which brought more howls of laughter.

Finally, I ripped off the elephant trunk and tossed it to Whitney, who was now sitting in my spot on the couch between her sisters. Christ what a sight. Missy's tits had mysteriously fallen out of her top again, Whit's tits were in plain fish view, and Stacy's hand was accidentally brushing her crotch area.

Yep, they are ready.

Without another word, I turned off the music, went behind the couch and hit 'play' on the remote.

The opening chorus of that techno Carmina Burana blasts from the TV.

"What the fuck?" the girls pretty much say in unison.

Then Whitney's smiling face appears on the screen. Her golden face is glistening a little from tiny beads of sweat and she's breathing heavily. She says right into the camera:

"Have you ever been fucked like this?"

And the action begins. Whitney tied up. Getting fucked. Getting fucked HARD. Her tits getting slapped. Me eating her pussy. Cum shot slo-motion. Cum dripping from Whitney's cunt into her open mouth.

The Sister Bitches are mesmerized, staring at the TV.

Well not quite.

Missy and Stacy have their hands inside their panties, rubbing their pussies and clits. My Whitney is just staring at the screen, smiling.

The movie continues, Whitney getting assfucked, pounded hard, me licking up some cum, me feeding Whitney my cum. And every 30 or 40 seconds is Whitney's voice going, "Have you... Have you... Have you ever been fucked like this?"

After a short five minutes, the movie ends.

Missy falls over sideways on the couch, moaning as she cums.

"Oh my fucking god you guys oh my fucking god, ohhhhhh my god"

Stacy grabs Whitney's left tit and frigs herself to completion, too. She doesn't say anything but just makes faces and little moans.

Finally, Whitney says something.

"Sit down on this couch, Trent. And play that fucking thing again." Whit goes to the kitchen for a second, finds the scissors, and cuts some of the fishnets around her snatch.

I sit between Stacy and Melissa, my ramrod cock oozing fluids down the shaft. Missy has managed to sit upright. The movie starts again.

Whitney sits down on my cock, and with no real effort, she impales herself with my cock. She moves back and forth on me, getting totally different feel than I ever have before. I grab her tits and rub her flat stomach-

"No babe," she whispers. "Don't touch me. Touch them."

I pause for a moment or two, then plunge each hand into a sister's pussy. Both are so wet, I get three fingers in right away. Then four. Their juices are like heavy syrup, there's so goddamned much of it.

Stacy yanks off her bra and squeezes her tits for me, and Missy lays down next to me with her legs spread on the couch back and the floor, her hot, slick cunt enjoying my four fingers and my thumb on her clit.

Suddenly, Stacy stiffens up and i feel her cunt begin to clench and flex on my fingers.

"Oh god Trent... Whitney... you guys... fucking I don't know what to say... oh fuck... fuck... fuck..."

Stacy pulls my hand out, but then licks my fingers clean as she scrunches up into my side.

Whitney is getting close, I can tell by her breathing; short, quick gasps.

"You gonna cum, Whit?" I ask. "Gonna cum for all of us?"

"Yes baby... I'm so close..."

I grab her ass now with both hands and lift her up and drop her back down on my cock.

"Come on girls! Give her some tit!"

Stacy and Missy both get up and shove their tits into Whitney's face. As far as I know, Whit's never touched another woman. Now she's got two different tits mashed into her face.

Whit frantically goes back and forth between her sisters' tits, sucking one for a moment, then the other, then pressing forward into them both...

"Girls, move the fucking coffee table!"

They oblige and shove it out of the way. I push Whitney face down onto the rug, her ass sticking up in the air and her wet pussy pulsating.

"Fuck me Trent, hurry!" Whitney pleaded with me.

"Yeah," added Missy. "Fuck her like the bitch in heat that she is."

I crawled up behind her and rammed my cock in to the hilt. Jesus her slippery but tight cunt walls felt delicious. I can't hold on much longer. I'm fucking Whitney so hard, and her sisters are kneeling right next us. Stacy leans over and gives me a sloppy tongue kiss, and grabs my ass and helps me fuck harder. Missy plays with her sloppy cunt just inches from Whit's face, Whitney is definitely getting a nose-full of all that cunt!




The Imperfect Storm Ch. 03



"Whitney, baby! I fucking love you!"

And my orgasm starts from my toes and fingertips and rushes through my whole body and explodes out my cock. That just triggers Whitney who feels my pulsing member and cums also.

She collapses into a quivering heap on the floor, my cock still inside her. I can feel her pussy pulsating.

"Hey Trent," says Missy. "Let's do that cum dripping thing, like in your movie."

I wink at her. "Sounds like a great idea little Miss!"

We maneuver the rag doll that used to be Whitney so that her head and shoulders are on the floor, but her ass/cunt is way up in the air and her legs are just about around her head.

Immediately, my cum starts flowing out of Whitney's puss, dripping onto her own face again. But her aim isn't very good and not much of it goes in her mouth.

"May I?" asks Stacy, still a little tentative with Whitney. This cum is, after all, from her sister's boyfriend. Kind of not the usual thing. I back off and grab the camera.

"Come and get it," replies Whit. She doesn't care about much right now, she's just floating.

I bring the camera in for an extreme close-up as Stacy tongue's her sister's face, lapping up my hot cum... pushing some into her sister's mouth... she and Whit kiss tenderly... all captured in glorious 1080p, baby!

Melissa looks dejected for a moment, then she notices great gobs of cum still in Whitney's pussy.

"Hey Trent," She calls, indicating she wants the camera on her.

She moves around behind Whitney's upside down torso, and with a devilish grin, she dips her tongue into Whitney's jizz-soaked cunt. Missy gathers some jizz onto her tongue, and slowly licks her lips for me. She's a fucking natural on camera.

Missy goes back in for more, sucking up Whitney's pussy lips into her mouth, cleaning all my cum off and out of Whit's pussy.

Stacy taps me on the shoulder, and motions for me to film her. I do, of course! Another close-up of their faces... Stacy lightly kisses Whitney's lips and then says:

"Little sister?"

"Mmmmm," moans Whit. "Yesss?"

"Melissa is licking you. She's licking your fucking cunt."

"Mmmmmm God," say Whitney. She seems drugged or something. Maybe just too many extreme orgasms today. That's a terrible thing, ya know.

"Let me down?" asks Whit. "I'm all scrunched up"

Missy lets Whitney lay flat on the floor, and quickly resumes her pussy licking. She spreads whitney's legs and dives in deep, head-first. Missy let's out a 'Whoop' as she's so excited. She looks pretty fucking good, too, with her ass sticking up in the air and her face deep in her sister's pussy. I decide that's a good shot:

Panning from Missy's toes, along her calves, then up her thighs, pause for a while on her engorged pussy and soft asshole. Then move along her side, then drop down as we follow the contours of her hanging tit, part of it mashed into the carpet. I continue panning up the side of her cute face. Missy looks at the camera, while still eating Whit's pussy.

"Missy," I say in my announcer voice. "Tell the folks at home what you're doing."

Irritated, she draws back slightly, her lips and cheeks shining with girl-cream.

"I'm eating my sister's fucking cunt. It's so hot I think she's on fire, or something. No more questions, please."

And Missy shoved several fingers up Whitney's gash.

I continue panning up Whitney's body which is barely encased in the black fishnet outfit. Whitney's rock hard nipples jut straight up, I tweak them on camera. Finally I pan up to Whitney's face again, only she's partially obscured by Stacy's tit that is in Whitney's mouth.

"Whitney," I begin again. "Is this the first tit you've sucked? How do you like it?"

She reluctantly turns her head to the camera, "Yes it's my first boob I've ever sucked. But it won't be the last I can tell you that! Now, go do something." And she waved me away.

I point the camera down at my rock hard cock.

"Where you wanna go, buddy?"

Melissa rises up from her sister's cunt, "Back here! I'm all alone over here and nobody's touching me!"

I move around behind Missy's ass sticking up in the air, it's weird seeing your dick in on the video screen and seeing it in real life at the same time. But I gotta watch the camera screen, following my dickhead as it rubs against Missy's wet pussy lips.

"Put it in me Trent, please? Fuck me... come on..."

I press forward inside her a couple inches, piece of cake as she is so wet. Missy sighs with relief and goes back to eating out Whitney. Fucking her slowly, I go deeper each stroke, savoring the sensations. This is the first bit of strange that I've had in two years. It feels so good, and it's so good to be fucking this cock-tease sister who's been sending me little e-videos all the time. I grab her hips and start fucking her harder.

Stacy decides she needs some action, so she squats down and lowers her hairless cunt onto Whitney's face. But Stacy is reversed, so she and I are looking at each other as I fuck Missy from the backdoor, Missy eats Whitney laying on her back, and Stacy sitting on Whitney's face.

Stacy and I have a little conversation as we're fucking and getting eaten out.

"So how's your day?" I ask.

"Good, you?"

"Never better!"

"Good job with the filming."

"Thanks! unh... fuck she's tight! Yeah that came out pretty good."

"So did you, oh my god that's it Whit... right there honey... So did you tell her yet, Trent? Did you tell Whitney you wrote that story?"

Whitney pushes Stacy off a bit so she can holler.

"What? What story!"

"Your talented boyfriend wrote that story I told you about. The sex story."

"Holy shit! That was you? Holy shit! That's awesome... but... wait... what about all that shit with that guy's sister... wait you son of a mmfgh mmmmghh-"

"Shut up Whit and eat my cunt!" commanded Stacy. I really like her style sometimes.

"MMGULFMM MMGGHHFUCKMM" shouted Whitney.

"Yes Whit, talk to my pussy, I love the vibrations."

"MMm mmefhg mmmklmm..." Whitney kept trying to talk.

"Oh shut up Whit," says Stacy, looking straight at me. "You're lucky to have a guy like this. He's one in a million. Ooh yeah Whit, struggle like that, it feels awesome... drink up my stuff baby..."

Meanwhile, I kept pounding Missy hard. She only liked that a lot. Each hard thrust forced her face into Whitney's cunt. I reached around and grabbed Missy's glorious, huge tits. Jesus they felt great, almost like my sister's.

Under my relentless pounding, Missy kind of collapses on top of Whitney, her tits smashing into Whitney's cunt. The total pressure on her cunt was too much for Whit, she arched her back and came with a series of convulsions and muted "MMMmmmmphs". But with Missy's tits pressing on her, Whitney's orgasm didn't stop for a long while.

Stacy released Whitney from her thighs, raising up on all fours with her puss still above Whitney's face. Whitney just lolled her head to the side and breathed in deeply, the fresh air probably felt nice...

I pull out of Missy, which pissed her off, and got behind Stacy and drilled her from behind. My super slick cock barely slowed down as it entered her cunt. She gasped as it hit home inside her.

Whitney looks up and sees her sisters pussy inches from her face, and my cock ramming in and out of it. The camera catches all of it, even a couple drops from Stacy's pussy that drop onto Whitney's cheek.

"Stacy I can't take much more!" I shout out.

"Me either!" pants Stacy.

Suddenly, I'm rocked with a violent spasm that curls my toes, then my cock erupts into stacy's hot steaming pussy. My throbbing cock stretches her pussy walls, which begin to flex on their own as she cums, too. Her cunt somehow accommodates my sperm, I didn't think their was any room for that in there... I pull out and it starts dripping out of her cunt into her sister's mouth, my girlfriends mouth... Whitney hungrily swallows down my juice, sticking her tongue in her sister's cunt and searching for my white hot spunk. Jesus.

I sit down, exhausted. Stacy rolls off Whitney onto the floor, spent.

"Hey you fuckers!" whines Missy. "I'm glad you all got to cum, nobody's made me cum yet!"

"Oh shit! Sorry Baby Miss! Come on girls, we've gotta rally! I'll take the point... just kiss her and suck her tits."

So Melissa laid back on the couch with me between her legs, and a sister at each big tit. She went from being pissed to being completely at peace in the space of about 11 seconds. I buried my face in the hot folds of her lips, shoving my tongue as far as it would go. Swirling it around inside her hot love volcano, trying to get her to erupt.

Stacy and Whitney vigorously sucked her tits, like they were going out of style. Missy's breathing increased rapidly. I pulled her legs apart wider and pushed her up a little bit, and sank my tongue inside her butthole. There was so much cunt juice that had flowed down it didn't taste any different from pussy, to me. I moved back up and concentrated my mouth on her clit, while sticking my thumb up her cunt and middle finger up her ass, and I frigged the shit out of her.

In just a couple minutes, as I was seriously sucking her cunt lips and clit into my mouth, she began moaning, and then screaming like a demon.

"Oooooooooooh yes ooooooooooh... yes... yesss... YES! YES UNGHHHHH! UNGHHHH! Oh god don't fucking stop FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME!!"

I could feel Melissa quivering in my hand, which was then flooded with pussy juice as she came hard. Her legs shook and her body trembled as the waves flowed over her... I drank all I could, I've never seen so much fluid from a pussy before.

I moved up to kiss her, but Whitney intercepted me and licked my chin first, then passed me on. I tenderly kissed Missy, letting her savor her flavors lightly. Then I opened my mouth and let her juices into her mouth, her tongue went wild as she tried to clean out my mouth.

We all collapsed on the sofa, naked arms and legs overlapping everywhere, nobody caring that an ass was in their face.

"Who's going to get me a beer?" I asked.

"Get it yourself!" teased Missy. But she was laughing and her eyes twinkled.

"I'll get it, hon" offered Whit.

She came back, and poured it on me and the girls!

I pulled her down onto me, her body stretched across all three girls, and spanked her ass!

"You going to ever do that again?"

"Yes!"

SLAP!

"Is that your final answer?"

"Yes!"

SLAP!

Holy shit her ass got red in a hurry.

"Are you my fucking Dirty Girl?"

"Yes!"

SLAP!

"You like to eat cunt?"

"NO!"

SLAP!

"Yes you do!"

SLAP!

"NO I don't!"

SLAP! SLAP SLAP

"You want me to write about you on Literorica?"

"No"!

SLAP!

"You want me to put that film on the internet?"

"No!"

SLAP!

"What do you want?"

SLAP!

"I want... us all to keep fucking forever..."

Love pats...

I let Whitney rise up and she kissed with a deep passion that we've not really experienced before. Missy went down and sucked on my tired but once again hard cock.

Stacy put her fingers inside Whitney's cunt.

It was like a fucking roller coaster that you kept riding. The ride stopped for a moment, but then you climbed back to the top and started the adventure all over again.

- - -

After another hour of fucking the Sister Bitches, everyone was finally worn out, worn down, and maybe even a little raw.

We ordered pizza for delivery, and Whitney answered the door in her fishnet outfit. The guy forgot to charge us.

- - -

Monday rolled around. I got a call from my Brother Richard. He's got interviews setup for me all Wednesday afternoon. It has to be then, because he's leaving Wednesday night for a tour of their Far-East facilities. Lucky him.

His poor wife, my sister Kylie, will be all alone in that big house for three weeks. Just her and the baby. Richard made me promise to look in on them, make sure they have anything they need.

I assured him that they would be fine.

I didn't tell him Kylie would get all she needs, and then some.

(To be continued... eventually!)



The Imperfect Storm Ch. 04



 (The Sister Bitches turned out to all be bi-sexual because, you know, that happens in the real world. A lot. Trust me. Anyway Trent has bagged them all, and now is looking for a new job.)





I got home from a long day on Monday night. Got my interviews set up with my brother, Richard, this Wednesday starting at lunchtime and going to 5 pm. Going to have to call in sick at my job, can't think of anything else.

Whitney and I haven't talked much since Sunday; Her sisters left late and we fell asleep shortly afterwards. This morning was rushed as we overslept. Hopefully we can talk tonight. Yesterday was so crazy with her sisters. It was a full-blown orgy! That's what made it such a rough day at work. I just couldn't stop thinking about everything I did, they did, we did.

I fucked Whitney in front of her sisters.

Then I fucked her sisters.

They also went at it with each other.

Both sisters texted/sexted me pics early today of themselves. Apparently, Missy (who lives with her mom) spent the night at Stacy's. They sent me pics of them kissing, holding each other's boobs, both of them licking Missy's tit.

Jesus Christ. How am I supposed to work? I jacked off in the bathroom but it didn't help much.

I sent Whitney some texts but I didn't hear back. That's not unusual with her job at the hospital, but still... I thought she could find two spare minutes all day, ya know? She wanted to me to be in charge, to dominate her sexually. I did that. It was awesome. But still, it's pretty weird to have your boyfriend fuck your sisters, so I'm a little concerned with how she's handling the whole thing. Hey, it was my first multi-partner thing, too. I'm a little weirded out, also. Okay, not that much...

I finally get home and I see Whit's car in the parking lot. She doesn't usually beat me home.

I step into the apartment, and it's mostly dark. Again, unusual.

"Whit? you home?"

Well. the apartment isn't that big, so I wander back to our bedroom, and see dim light on in the bathroom.

I tap on the door. "You in there, baby?"

"Come in, dahling" she answers with a funny voice.

I open the door to find her in the middle of a giant bubble bath in the tub. It's like in the movies, just her head is sticking out at the foot of the tub. Candles surround me as I enter, they flicker as I move past them.

"Pour me some more wine, baby?" She holds out her glass for me.

Oh boy, the bottle is almost empty, and I know it was full last night! She's hitting it pretty hard.

I take the glass, but then glide in for a smooch. I kiss her tenderly on her full lips. She responds, and we open mouth kiss for several moments. Mmmmm her lips feel good. Her left arm snakes around my neck, suds and water dripping down my back. We kiss longer... eventually we break, our foreheads touching. We're so close that she's all blurry to me.

"Hey," I whisper.

"Hey yourself" she whispers back.

"Missed you today," I say, and I kiss her more. I can taste the wine on her lips. On her tongue. I pull back and find the bottle, finishing it off in her glass.

"May I?" Whitney nods her head yes. I drink some chardonnay. Not too bad. Smooth. Buttery. I prefer beer or vodka, but wine is nice, too. I hand her the glass.

"So..." I begin. "How was your day..."

Whitney laughs at me.

"Well... I took the afternoon off."

"Really." And... couldn't find time to answer a text from me? Uh oh, this probably means something.

"Yep! I was... I had to do some thinking. About everything. About us."

Gulp. There it is. I reached for the glass and chugged a little, handed it back to her. You know that your brain can think a thousand things in the space of a second, right? So I was thinking: Well, she's here. My stuff isn't on the grass. She's naked in the tub. Unless there's a midget in there that I can't see, maybe we are okay. Don't panic just yet.

"Us," I repeated. "And what do you think about 'Us'?"

"I was... very confused... all of a sudden I didn't know what 'Us' was. I mean, yesterday was mind-blowing. But it was also... so far out of what I'm used to... you know... it's probably illegal in Georgia and Texas."

I smiled but kept my mouth shut. My father always told me, never pass up an opportunity to keep your damn mouth shut.

"So I was kind of lost. Where was I? Where are we? WHO are we? That kind of shit. So I put the camera on the TV, the one with yesterday's movie. And I watched it until it was over. And I noticed something. Even when you were fucking one of my sisters, you were watching out for me. You were putting a pillow under my head, or moving something out of my way, or stimulating me if you thought I wasn't getting enough attention, or just looking at me most of the time. And I thought, my God, this guy really loves me. I mean, in the middle of getting his cock sucked by someone normally forbidden, he's still concerned with my welfare."

I should probably talk now, huh?

"I do love you, Whit. Very much."

"I know. You were probably concerned that maybe you pushed me too far. I mean, having sex with my sisters... I can't believe that happened... you did push me too far."

Uh oh, again.

"But, somehow, I feel closer now to you than ever before, Trent."

I bent down again and kissed her some more.

"Us," I whispered. "Can be whatever we want. We can write our own rules. If it's just you and me, that's awesome and I'm with you. If you never want your sister's over again, I'm with you--"

"Whoa! Hold on their, sport! I didn't say I'm dumping my sisters! You didn't let me finish. I was going to say, you pushed me too far for me to comprehend. But... I watched the movie again... and we were having some fucking good fun. I was having some good fun. I... loved every minute of it... I wouldn't change it for the world. My comprehension caught up. I'm okay with it. I masturbated twice to it. But, some rules would be good, I think."

"Rules, as in...?"

"Well, I don't want you fucking my sisters without me."

"Done. What else."

"Um... that's about it. Just keep me first in your mind."

"Ok, then. Rule 1: No fucking your sisters without you. Rule 2: Re-read rule 1. Got it."

"Good, don't forget it!"

I kissed her again, lovingly. I broke the kiss to whisper to her.

"So you're saying... that having your naked sisters touch you is ok."

"Yes."

Mmmm... neck kisses.

"And maybe, just maybe, you might want to suck Stacy's tits again..."

"Yessssss"

Ear nibbles.

"And Little Missy, you liked her tongue in your twat, didn't you."

"oh fuck yes..."

Tonguing her neck.

"You know, some of my cum was in you when she did that... when she stuck her tongue in your cunt."

"Jesus yes!"

More kisses. At this point I'm not even touching her.

"Where's your hands Whit?"

"I'm touching myself while you talk to me, baby."

I stood up and kicked off my shoes, yanked off my socks, and dropped my pants in a hurry. My aching cock was straining against my boxers, a wet spot already forming on them. I pulled my shirt over my head. I stood there.

"Well?" asked Whitney.

"Well, what?"

"Well show me that dick!"

"Who's in charge here?"

"Oh, sorry. You are."

"Right. You surrendered, remember?" I was referring to what she told me a couple days ago.

"Yes I did. Okay. Mr. Trent. Please. May I please suck on your cock. I really want to."

"I don't know... last time it seems you were rather careless with my sperm. I can't have that anymore."

"Careless?" she asked.

"Yes, careless. There were some drops on the rug, on the couch, on Stacy's bra..."

"I'm sorry... it... it won't happen again. I promise."

"You promise what."

"I promise not to waste any of your sperm."

"...Ever."

"Yes, ever."

I dropped my skivvies, finally freeing the beast. Ah! Fresh air!

I stood next to the tub.

"Do what you gotta do, hon."

Whitney got on her knees in the tub, much of the bubbles dropping off her body. She looked awesome, tits jutting out but I could only see one nipple, the other hidden by suds. She shook her right hand to get the suds off, then pressed my cock against my belly.

She then stuck her face as deep between my legs as she could, and extended her stiff tongue between my balls. She found my main vein, and rose slowly, all the while pushing up, up, up. When she was about an inch from the top, seminal fluid began oozing out back onto her tongue. She got to the top and, releasing her hand, put her entire mouth over half my cock. She sucked and licked, getting all the pre-cum. She pulled off and smiled up at me.

"No waste."

She continued to look me in the eye as she sucked and stroked me, God it felt so good, her hot lips firmly pressed around my shaft, and she tongued my sweet spot just below the tip like an expert.

While still holding my glance, she took my dick in her hands and spanked her own cheeks with it, first several times on one side, then the other. She dropped down and sucked a ball into her mouth, and the other guy, too. Exquisite.

She stopped staring at me and got to work, establishing a rhythm with her hand/mouth combo. Going as deep as she could on my cock, then almost all the way out. Slowly, slowly, and slightly faster. Little faster, god yes... I can feel the tingles already.

She pulled off to talk to me, but kept stroking me with her hand.

"I want to tie Missy up, and Stacy and I will do nasty stuff to her. Will you help us?"

"Fuck yes!" I said.

She sucked me for another minute or so.

"Film us? Will you film us as we torment my slutty sister?"

"Mmmm hmmmmmmm." I was having trouble as the imagery and the pressure on my cock mounted.

She sucked harder and faster. Faster.

"Mostly," she said, gasping for air. "Mostly I want to slap her tits. Would you like that?"

I grabbed Whitney's head with both hands and shoved my cock in her mouth. I fucked her face. Hard. Furious. I hit something, the back of her throat. She gagged and fell back for a moment, but only for a moment. She grabbed my cock and got back on, shoving in as deep as she could take it.

I was about 5 seconds away when she pulled off and talked more about Missy.

"Maybe we'll piss on her tits? Would you like that Trent? Oh shit! Mmmmmgorgphphg"

I started cumming right when she said "piss on her tits". Jesus it felt so good. The first spurt caught Whitney on her forehead and eyes, but she quickly covered my throbbing, pulsating cock with her mouth and the remaining squirts jetted down her throat.

Whit continued to stroke and suck my cock, until all of it was drained. God, what a girl.

She got out of the tub and went to the bathroom mirror, dripping all over.

"I've got to get those stray cums!" she exclaimed.

She wiped her face, and licked off my sticky stuff from her fingers.

"That's my good girl! No waste!" I held my arms out wide.

She giggled and fell into my arms, getting me all wet, but who gives a shit about that! We kissed for several moments.

"So Trent, are you up for round 2?"

"Oh babe... not just yet, you drained me dry! I might need some dinner first."

"Ok then big boy. But, can I cum first? I've been waiting for you... all... day... long..."

Whit went back to the tub and pulled the drain plug. She then turned on the faucet, and directed the flow to the adjustable shower head, with the pulsating water jets.

Whitney rinsed the bubbles off her body, the steam rising from her chest and legs. Her nipples extended fully under the pressure as she arched her back. Slowly, she slid back down into the tub, and brought the shower head right to her her bare mound.

She stiffened the moment it hit her pussy, then relaxed again as the jets did their magic.

"Oh God, Trent!"

Her left hand roamed freely, up and down her thigh, up to her breasts where she squeezed her right one hard, so hard.

She grimaced as she began trembling, her orgasm approaching. It wasn't one of those slow, stealthy ones. This one came on like a fucking freight train, with its horn blaring!

Whitney screamed as she twisted in the tub, dropping the shower head, then slumping down into the hot water. My cock had risen to the occasion, of course, but I was hungry!

"Hey beautiful!"

"Hmmmm, yesss baby?" Whitney was so gorgeous, lying there in a post-orgasmic haze.

"I'm going to make some dinner for us, ok? Come out when you're ready."

I sauteed some chicken and warmed up some frozen stir-fry vegetables. Chopped up some garlic, added a little paprika, pour in some Kikkoman's... yeah baby! Not too bad.

I was just getting the drinks poured when Whitney emerged in her soft robe.

"What did I do to ever deserve this?" she asked.

"I guess it's just 'tit for tat', or something like that?" Sorry, I'm not always funny. She giggled, but she's polite like that.

We talked over dinner about the job interview coming up. I was taking the day off, going to my sister Kylie's house to get ready, then interviews all afternoon. We talked about maybe having to move if I worked way over across town. Whit could still keep her hospital job, we could find somewhere in the middle to live. It could be good!

The thing about hospital jobs, they aren't usually just 9-5. Whit had the evening shift coming up tomorrow, I wouldn't see her until I got back from the interviews.

"You've got your suit cleaned?"

"Picking it up tomorrow."

"Shoes shined?"

"Like a mirror!"

"Good shirt?"

"Also at the cleaners, babe. I'm all ready, I promise. And I won't chew gum."

"What about your dick? You'll need that sucked before you go, right? To calm you down?"

I laughed. "I'll jack off in the morning, don't worry!"

Or... my sister and I might do something. Correction. Will do something.

"Well, Trent, you sound like it's all sewn up. I guess the only thing left to do is fuck me!"

We talked some more, gotta let the food move along a little bit.

"Baby?" Whitney asked. "Would you mind if we put the movie on again?"



- - -



Whitney's hot cunt beckoned me forward. It's hot, inviting center promised wonderful delights. I breathed in her musk, and some of that scented bubble bath... nice...

Whitney lay on the bed, her head resting on her hands, tits on the bed, and her ass sticking up high. She watched the TV intently, my/our sex video running for the second time already.

My tongue settled deep inside her, tasting her, probing her, teasing her.

"Look, Trent, look! Right here, this is my favorite part... yes... you pushing your cum... into my mouth... oh Jesus yes..."

I could barely see over her ass, but I felt her clench down on me, forcing my tongue out of her cunt.

"Hey! Let me back in!"

"Sorry!"

She relaxed, and I resumed my work.

"You're really good at this, you know?"

"Mmmmmmfffffmm... eating you out?" I went back in, lovingly.

"No. I mean Yes! Of course! But, I also meant making this video. It's really good. Really good... oh that's fucking good too honey... yes... right there... oh fuck yes... fuck yes... jesus you're eating my cunt on TV too! Oh my god..."

I could actually feel her juices flowing. Hot cunt juices dripping down my chin. I wiped some off with my fingers and then ran them over her hot little butthole, preparing her for later.

"Oh Trent! I'm gonna cum soon... you going to fuck my ass? huh? Fuck your baby's ass? I want it... I want it real bad... you have to fuck me... oh jesus I'm going to cum first but then fuck me in the ass? Please... oh god... please..."

I kept up my assault on her cunt and clit with my mouth while I worked a second finger into her ass.

Whitney collapsed sideways as she came, her legs trembling. I pulled he ass cheeks apart and wiped my face on her ass, smearing her cunt juice all over it. I took my right hand and stroked my cock a couple times, getting it lubed up. Spit on it a couple times, for good measure.

While her pussy still quivered, I entered her ass.

"Oh FUCKKKK! Jesus YES!"

I pulled it out and dropped some more spit on my cock and rocked it back in. She accepted the intruder with style, spreading her legs for me.

Her hair fell across her face, she couldn't see the TV anymore, but she didn't really care. I pounded her ass. I'm finding that I really like fucking her ass. It's verboten, you know? you're not supposed to be there. Good girls won't let you. Even bad girls won't let you. But porn stars will. And fuck sluts will. And I've found my fuck slut, and she likes it in the ass. How cool is that!

I pressed harder, sinking my shaft to the hilt. She stiffened for a moment, then met me stroke for stroke. Oooooh her ass is so tight... feels soooo good on my shaft... on the main vein... the best part is the grunting from Whitney. It's good to know that what you're doing has an effect on the other person, you feel me?

And Whitney was affected, I done tell you what! She collapsed her legs, her pussy landing on some pillows. As I fucked her, she ground her cunt into the pillows.

"Trent! (grunt)... do you... (grunt) like my... ass? (grunt)"

I slapped a cheek, hard: WHACK!

"You fucking know it, baby!"

"You're... (grunt)... making me cum... (grunt)... jeeeeeesus fuck me... fuck me... oh fucking god fuck me!!!!"

Whitney buried her head in the covers and screamed bloody murder as her orgasm wracked her body. I slapped her ass some more, just to give her something else to think about. Each pulse, each throb, each tremble, I could feel right on my cock. I could try and hold out longer, but what the fuck, why? I want to enjoy this one!

I pulled out my cock and admired her gaping hole for a moment, then flipped her over onto her back. I quickly crawled on top of her stomach so my cock laid between her tits. Both of us grabbed her ample tits and squeezed my cock tight. There was plenty of lube still from her cunt/ass juices and a thin layer of sweat on her body. I shoved my cock forward, Whit held her mouth open so the tip went inside... I love that... then I furiously fucked her tits and squeezed her nipples. Her soft tit flesh was made stiff enough by both of us pushing against them, i was getting great friction.

"Christ Whit it's HERE! SHI-I-I-I-I-TTTT!"

Long ropes fired into her mouth, I pulled back and put some on her tits, too. Ahhh... this the fucking life... Whitney eagerly wiped up my cum from her tits, lasciviously licking it off. She pulled on her tit and stuck her tongue as far as it would go, she could just lick her nipple. Nice...



- - -



Wednesday morning rolled around, I was just hanging up my suit in the back seat window when Whit drove home from the night shift.

"Hey baby, you leaving already? I thought we could... do something first... it's your big day and all..."

"Oh Whitney, you're so sweet and dirty and fucking gorgeous! But, I want to get to Kylie's first. She used to work there, you know. That's how she met Richard. So she was going to give me all the scoop on the people and help prepare me for the interviews and stuff."

I hope that sounded good enough to Whitney. I really just wanted to fuck my sister. A lot. Whitney made me follow the One Rule, and that was not to fuck her sisters without her. But there was no mention of not fucking MY sister... okay it's a technicality that may or may not hold up in court, but I'm sticking with it.

My phone rang just as I was pulling out of the parking lot. I was busy looking around and stuff so I just answered without looking. With a slight cough, of course. I had called in sick to work.

"(cough)... This is Trent... (ahem)."

"Cut the bullshit. Where the fuck have you been?"

Stacy. Whitney's older sister. Why is she mad at me?

"Uh, hi sweetie! Going to work and stuff, you know, doing my usual shit--"

"And you can't find the fucking time to call me? At all? You fuck me and don't even talk to me afterwards? What kind of fucker are you?"




The Imperfect Storm Ch. 04



Oh shit, I knew it was too good to be true. I've heard that group sex is great in fantasy but not usually in reality. Somebody always feels hurt. Aww shit. Things were going so well.

"But, Stacy! It's the work week and--"

"Don't give me that shit! You just fuck me and leave me. And don't even ask me how Missy's doing, she's crying herself to sleep every night! She doesn't even want to hear your name!"

Well this is going downhill fast.

"Stacy, it was just a couple days ago and the weekend is coming up and I thought we could all--"

"You thought? You THOUGHT? You think I ever want to see your dirty stupid cock again... oh Jesus... oh christ that's good"

"What... what the fuck are you talking about now?"

"... ahhhh..."

"Stacy? What the fuck? Are you alright?"

"Oh shut up Trent... yes baby... yes... Hey Trent!"

"Yes?"

"Scared ya, huh!"

"Ah you bitch! Yeah you scared me! You're... not mad... but what are you doing?"

"Missy's eating me out. She's a total fucking lesbian and won't leave me alone."

"You poor thing!"

"I know it's awful HOLY SHIT ON FUCKING TOAST MELISSA!"

I smirked as the sounds of a woman cumming filled the car through the blue-tooth. A woman in the next car looked over at me at the stoplight. She could hear it. She pulled forward more because I guess it was too distasteful for her.

After several more "Holy Shits" and screams and laughs, Stacy could speak again.

"Well! That was nice! (hand over the phone, talking to Missy)Yes go take a shower, you're a mess. (Back to me). I swear Trent, we've turned her into a sex machine. I'm actually worried, I think she would fuck a Subaru if it asked her nicely. I'm trying to keep her entertained.

"So, really, why didn't you call?"

"I dunno Stace, I guess I was a little embarrassed, maybe. And I'm not sure what comes next. But I gotta say, I really, REALLY, loved our fucking and sucking and everything."

"I did too, baby. A lot. It bothers me how much I liked it. How's Whitney doing?"

"She seems fine, I guess. You guys haven't talked?"

"No... kind of like you, I'm not sure how to handle it. But, Trent. I want to do it again. With them, with just you, whatever. I want your fucking cock some more."

"You're giving me a stiffy right now, Stacy!"

"Good! And...?"

"And I want more of you, too. Much more. Whitney and I haven't talked about it too much, just that she's okay with it. I want us to do something this weekend. Work around her schedule and yours. Oh, she made me PROMISE not to fuck either of you without her present."

"That selfish bitch!"

"Well I am her boyfriend."

"Well I guess I can understand that. You know what I want?"

"A good ass-fuck? Tit-fuck? Gang-rape?"

"Yes of course. All three. But you know what else? I want you to make a movie, like you did for Whit. But one of just me. And maybe another one of me and the girls and stuff, but I want one of just me getting fucked by... you..."

"Well that sounds very good to me..."

"That one you did for Whit was awesomely edited. But... it wasn't photographed all that well. I'm thinking, with your promise to Whit, that she and Missy could do the filming. Then we could get better angles, better shots, more variety. Is that crazy?"

"No! That's fucking perfect! I was thinking the same thing! If we had somebody doing the filming, in addition to some of the point-of-view shots, it would be much better!"

"But, Trent. This can't go anywhere. It's just for us."

"Oh shit yeah! I don't want anyone seeing this except us!" Well, and my sister.

We talked more about how she wanted a script. She wanted to be punish-fucked, like she did something wrong to me and I was paying her back. But she was doing it on purpose, so that I would punish her. She wanted to start off all perfect-looking, then devolve into a mess.

We finally disconnected as I arrived at my sister Kylie's house. My cock was still raging, in fact I had a wet spot from all the pre-cum generated by Stacy's descriptions.

Kylie came out to the car, she was wearing typical suburban housewife stuff; T-shirt and a light blue sweatsuit.

We hugged in the driveway for several moments... maybe a little too long for the neighbors. But I come over all the time, anyone would know I'm just her brother. She helped me inside with my pressed suit and shoes and other shit.

"So, bro, I gotta ask. What's with the boner and the wetspot? You already jacking off?" She smiled warmly at me. Despite her loose fitting clothing, she couldn't hide her fantastic shape, and enormous tits.

"Ha, no. Was just talking to Stacy--"

"Phone sex? I'm jealous!"

"No no no. Just talking about how she wants a film of her, like the one I did of Whitney. But she got pretty specific with what she wanted..."

"Alright. Well let's look at your stuff. Suit is good... shoes good... did you even fucking iron this shirt? And your tie sucks. And you've got brown socks with a black suit? Jesus are you a moron?"

"Hey babe!" I said, defensively. "I haven't worn a suit since Dad died. I don't... know all this shit."

We went to her bedroom where she set up the ironing board, then we went through some of her husband's attire. My hard-on had completely vanished at this point. I was picturing something else happening, not getting chewed out for being a fashion idiot. We were just in full older-sister / dumb-brother mode.

"Ok. THIS tie. It projects a powerful image."

"It does?"

"And these socks. See, they're black. But with different shades of black, too. Black on black. It's classy."

"Whatever. Hey! Where's my little niece today?" She had just turned One the other day.

"I put her in day-care. Today is too important for me to have to be worrying about her."

We talked about some of the people in the I.T. department as she ironed my shirt. Finally, she finished. It did look good. I don't know what those dry-cleaning people did but it sucked when they finished it.

"Ok, put everything on. Let's see how you look."

"Now? The interview isn't for almost three hours."

"Yes now, don't want any snags, threads, so come on, strip."

Kind of self-consciously, I stripped down to my boxers. I grabbed the suit pants.

"Oh no you don't. you aren't putting those wet-weenie boxers on your suit. You want a white cum-stain on your black suit? Where's your other underwear?"

"I... don't have any. Shit."

"Well, take those off and you can wear some of Dick's."

I took off my boxers; kind of had a semi going, knowing that she could see everything.

She came back with boxer-briefs.

"More support. Can't have that thing flopping around. Now let's see it all."

I suited up, tied my new tie. Kylie turned me around several times, snipped off a snag here and there.

"Well little brother, you look like two million bucks. But as you said, you've got more than two hours to go. Let's not ruin this suit in the meantime. Off with it... carefully..."

I got everything back on the hangers.

"Come on, shorts too. We can't have any drippings."

I reached for my original boxers, the ones with the pre-cum stains.

"No. You're not wearing anything until it's time to go. You can't get it messed up."

Fucking bossy older sister. It sucks how I just fall into this old routine.

"Kylie... thanks for helping me out. Really. But I thought that... well... you know we talked on the phone on Sunday about... us..."

"Yeah never mind about that. I was just horny. Forget about it." She walked out of the bedroom and went downstairs.

What the fuck. I tit-fucked her the other day and she ate up my cum. Then we both said we wanted to fuck each other. And now this. Bullshit. I looked at my watch. 9:30. I'm not sitting naked around here all fucking morning.

"Kylie!" I hollered as I charged downstairs. I'm getting some of her whether she wants it or not. I looked in the study, the great room, then I found her in the kitchen staring out the window into her backyard.

"Kylie?"

Turning towards me, she brought a hand up and wiped her eyes.

"Hey honey," I said softly. "What is it?"

I went to hug her, she fell into my arms and melted.

"Just... hold me for a minute, please?"

"Sure sure.... easy girl..."

Now, the fact that I was still completely naked, and I had her giant boobs squishing into me wasn't lost on me. My cock began rising. It stiffened, barely touching her leg. Then it grew harder and longer, until it reached maximum capacity. My cock was now in full contact with her stomach.

"Is that how you comfort a girl?" she asked sweetly.

"Sorry..."

She laughed through her tears and adjusted herself so that my cock could now stand straight up. Then she squeezed me harder, pressing my cock fully against her body.

"He's going to leave me, you know. Richard... 'Dick'... he's going on this trip with, with 'her'."

"Oh honey, I'm so sorry!" Not really. I've always been kind of on-the-fence with him. He seems okay on the surface, but there's something underneath I never trusted. Because, as you can see, I'm a beacon of trust. Right. Anyway, moving along.

"I think I've known for a long time... just never wanted to admit it. But he's had this Director-chick working for him for two years now. He goes on a lot of business trips. With her. I thought, I thought the baby would make him come around... Trent we haven't had sex since I got pregnant. That's 9 months, plus now she's a year old!"

She sobbed into my chest.

"And... (sob)... this morning he says...(sob)... that he'll probably look for... (sob)... an apartment when he comes back."

"It's okay Kylie. It's okay... you don't need him. We don't need him. We'll figure this out... you're going to be fine... I... I love you Kylie, if that helps."

"It does, Trent. It does... I love you too! Thank you so much..."

She turned her head up to me and sniffed. We broke our embrace so she could get some kleenexes and tidy up a bit. We went and sat on the little couch in her kitchen.

"So," she began. "About this raging cock of yours... can I... will you please..."

"Fuck you?" I said in mock anger, teasing her. "Fuck my sister? Fuck my sister in her cunt? Why, that's outrageous!"

I reached for her and kissed her hard for a moment.

"Preposterous! Fuck my sister, I'm sure!"

"So shut up and do it already! Fucker!"

I pressed her down on the couch kissing her hard. 21 months without sex... I'm pretty sure she doesn't want nice, sweet love-making. She wants some old-fashioned down and dirty right now.

"Get this... fucking thing off." we struggled with the sweat jacket and T-shirt. We were reluctant to stop kissing. Finally I sat her up so I could yank off her fucking T-shirt. Her glorious tits fell free, shaking a little side to side.

Jesus fuck me, I thought. The other day when I saw them, they were still encased in a nursing bra. Now, they were totally free range. Fuck me, they went almost to her lap as she sat there.

She noticed that I stopped, and was just staring at her tits.

"Trent? Are... say something! Are they... too big and gross?"

A couple blue veins ran here and there. Her breast tissue started at her chest, then flowed out into giant globes. Somewhat pendulous, but tits this big have to have some hang to them. Her nipples capped each breast, with a full 3 inches of areola. They peaked into rigid nips standing straight out. Something glistened at each tip. They were the most beautiful things I had ever seen.

"Oh ... oh my god," I stammered. "They're so fantastic, I don't know where to start..."

Kylie stood up and shucked off her yoga pants, showing me her freshly shaved pussy. She leaned into me and grabbed the back of my head, shoving my face into her tits.

The heat coming off them was incredible. I grabbed them and searched for her nipples. Milk flowed into my hands when I found them.

"Oh christ... touch me for god's sake!"

I found a nipple with my mouth and sucked greedily, more delicious tit milk gushing out. I swallowed hard, trying to keep up with the flow. I snaked my left hand down between her legs. Her pussy was dripping.

"Oh jesus Trent!"

Kylie pressed me back down onto the sofa, but I didn't lose tit contact and kept sucking for all I was worth. She straddled me and grabbed my cock, holding it up into the air.

Slowly, she positioned her pussy over my cock. I arched and strained, trying to get inside her. She lowered herself... more... her hot pussy lips touching my cock. Kylie greased up my shaft, sliding herself all the way down on the top side of my cock. I could feel her pussy lips kissing my main vein as they lubed me up.

She twisted a little so I could change tits. Milk explosion in my mouth. I let go of her tits with my hands and grabbed her ass roughly. Enough of this sliding on my cock shit.

I want to fuck my sister.

As she slid her pussy up to the tip of my cock, I grabbed her thighs and set her down on my cock, hard! I impaled Kylie!

"OHHH AUUUggh!... Trent... TRENT!"

Kylie collapsed down on top of me, her knees at my sides. I had to wriggle around or I would be suffocated by her tits. Our lips found each other. Her titflesh pressed on both our faces, we kissed gently at first, then with more fervor.

It was fucking wonderful.

I pressed my pelvis up, then dropped down quickly. Her body stayed up for a fraction of a second, my cock slipping almost all the way out of her. Then her cunt crashed down on top of me, going in even further than before. She grinded into me, grinding her clit into my pelvis.

The emotional intensity was... off the fucking hook. I was stunned by how lost I was... my mind was drifting away, yet I was completely aware of everything. Aware of the fact that I was fucking my sister, aware that her left nipple was leaking milk onto my shoulder. Aware that her cunt walls were so fucking tight. Aware that I couldn't take much more of this.

I raised her up an down a few more times.

"Kylie... baby..."

"Trent... I'm gonna--"

"Me too... now... fucking right... (cunt dropped on my dick again)... NOW!!!!! AAAAAAAUUUGGHHH!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

MY cock seemed to expand to twice its size and erupted inside her. Tons of cum poured into her. Simultaneously, her pussy clenched me so tight as my sister came.

She hit this spot... I guess her clit was hitting me just right... she just kept cumming. She'd pause for a moment, then wiggle and cum... then pause... then wiggle and cum...

My cock was doing the same thing. Each time she came again, she'd squeeze down and hit my magic spot, right under the head, and send little orgasm shivers down my shaft and up my spine. No more sperm was cumming out, but I kept cumming.

I don't know how long that lasted. Might've been 30 seconds, might've been two hours.

After that eternity of blissful cumming, Kylie kind of straightened out her legs, but kept my cock inside her, and we could rest comfortably. My cock was slowly losing strength... shrinking a bit but not all that much, not all that fast... it was absolutely swimming in something.

We both kind of drifted back to Earth, smiling at each other, kissing, laughing. This is how it's supposed to be.

Kylie rose up off of me, but stayed there as stuff oozed and poured out of her cunt, onto my cock and balls. She bent down and started running her tongue through it all.

"So... little brother... after your interviews..."

"Huh?" I was getting lost again.

"You going to go back home?" She slurped up some cum and swallowed it down.

"Um... yeah? It's... where I live."

"Well maybe," she started. "Maybe you could come back here. Just for a drink or something."

I chuckled. "A drink? of what... milk?"

She laughed and rose up on one arm. She grabbed a huge tit with the other hand and squeezed its nipple. Multiple streams shot out across my chest.She moved around so I could suck her milking tits some more.

After I had my fill, I peaked at the kitchen clock. 10:30! Gotta go!



- - -



I showered and got a final blow job from Kylie. Needless to say, I was pretty fucking relaxed when I went for my interviews.

First, lunch with Richard, he's the Vice President of the group. He also brought along his, as he called her, 'right hand', Taylor Worthington. She was kind of severe looking, but I could see the attraction. And there was definitely something going on with these two. A lot going on. the looks, the smiles, the understanding. But what the fuck, she seemed to like me. Turns out they are like most higher ups in corporate America; they didn't have the slightest fucking clue what's going on beneath them. They had a major data security breach, and I could tell they didn't know how to fucking fix it. I did.

The other interviews went well, too. They all seemed impressed with me. I told them that we could definitely fix the leaks and make their firewalls stronger than ever. I told them all that, without actually telling them how, or what software to buy.

I was wrung out at the end of the day, but Richard called me and told me to meet him at the airport, in the Sky Lounge.

As I got my first Grey Goose gimlet (on his expense account) Richard and Taylor proposed a toast.

"To our new Manager of Internet Security!"

Stunned, I raised my glass and clinked with them.

"Seriously? I mean... I guess they liked me... but we didn't even talk about salary yet."

"Trent! Don't worry about it. We looked you up. We're offering you 50% more than you're making now. Annual bonus opportunity, it was 30% this last year. Signing bonus of 15k, plus quarterly stock units of 5% of your salary. Sound ok?"

I tried running the numbers through my head. I wasn't sure of the exact amount, but it was a lot more than I was fucking making now. But still...

"Yeah, not bad. But I've gotta move into the city now, get a new place, you know. Plus they were going to make me a director at my old job in a couple years."

"Ok," said Richard. "Senior Manager. Another 10k salary." He looked at Taylor. She nodded. "And double the signing bonus."

I sat back, like I was thinking it over. Inside, I was trying not to do a back flip.

"Company car?"

Richard almost choked on his drink. "Nice try, cowboy. I don't even have a company car! But you'll get a full expense account, nobody even glances at the first five grand or so. Whaddya say?"

I thought of working for 'The Dick'. Working with the enemy. Working with this woman, Taylor, the ice queen who apparently melts for Dick.

"I'm in!"

We drank two more rounds before they had to get on their plane. Richard was on his laptop, told me he was signing the e-docs already. I was to start Monday. They waved goodbye, tripping over each other. Probably can't wait to join the mile-high club.

I texted Whitney the good news. She was excited as all shit. But I also had to tell her I was fucking drunk. She said I should stay at my sister's house.

Yes, I should.



The Imperfect Storm Ch. 05



(Trent just got a new job offer, but was too drunk to drive all the way home. He took a taxi from the airport to his sister's house.)

*****

I tipped the cabbie, and walked up to the front door of Kylie's house. She opened the door just as I was about to ring the bell. She held the baby on her hip and stretched out her arm for a hug.

"Oh there you are!! Welcome home baby!" She planted a kiss on my cheek. I guess we're keeping up appearances for the baby.

"Get yourself a drink. And pour me a wine? I've gotta put Jesse down with a story and some milk first. Make yourself comfortable."

Make myself comfortable, hmmm. Well this fucking suit isn't comfortable. And I'm wearing Dick's underwear, that's not comfortable. My 'guys' shouldn't be mixing with his 'guys'. I went to Kylie's bedroom and disrobed, hanging up everything carefully. I found a white terricloth robe, that will work. I could hear Kylie singing a little song to her baby, so I went back down to the kitchen and got us some drinks. When I came back upstairs, she was just pulling the door closed to Jesse's room.

"She'll be down all night. Nice robe."

Kylie took her wine, then held my hand and led me back to her bedroom.

"I'm going to slip into something more comfortable."

"I'm going to watch."

"Really?" she giggled.

I undid my robe and leaned against the door to her walk-in closet which, by the way, was about as big as my apartment. Almost.

Fresh air felt good on my cock.

"Well let's see what we have here... ah here's a nice number... tell me what you think."

This brought me back several years when I used to sneak peaks at her through the crack in the door as she got dressed. Serious jack-off times, those were. But now, I stood here in plain sight, with a drink in my hand!

Kylie unbuttoned her blouse, and tossed it onto a shelf. Her industrial strength nursing bra was made up of what seemed to be yards of material.

She slipped off her little yoga pants to show me her full ass. No undies. She turned and walked towards me and faced away from me, lifting her hair. Her scent enraptured me.

"Undo me please?"

"Do you have wire-cutters?" I asked, ever the smart-ass. These were some serious hooks, however. I managed to undo them. My hands started to move forward but she slinked away, shaking a finger at me like Mom used to do.

I admired her now completely naked body. For having a baby recently, she looked remarkably good. Five foot eight, somewhere north of 150 or 160, she wasn't a tiny thing. But she had it in all the right places. Firm legs, ample ass, curving in at the waist, then curving back out as you looked higher... complete hourglass figure... but she still had her back to me.

She stepped into some see-through purple undies, and threw on a 'baby-doll' in the same see-through purple. She turned around.

"Jesus fucking christ..."

Her enormous tits swung free under the sheer fabric. My cock rose to full attention.

"I don't know," she said. "I don't like baby-dolls."

"I don't fucking care! Come here!"

She smiled and turned away, shaking her finger at me again.

"You're the naughty boy, aren't you? Watching your sister change."

She pulled the lingerie over her head, and slipped off the panties. With her back to me, I could see the sides of her tits. I had to grab my cock a little bit. She looked over her shoulder.

"Naughty naughty! Oh let's see, this might do the trick."

She stepped into this indistinguishable bunch of black lace, but it began to take shape. All, black, it had a little tiny mini-skirt around her hips, then lacy-doily action front with a bare back. Then it was topped off by a collar that she fastened around her neck with velcro.

I held my breath until she finally turned around.

"Holy shit!" I exclaimed, amazed at the view.

Her voluptuous breasts were barely covered by the sheer material, if she bent over I think everything would fall out. Now that would just be too bad, wouldn't it! The little skirty-thing barely covered anything. Jesus, I didn't think my dick could get any harder.

"Go get in the bed, hot stuff," she told me.

I flew to the bed and ripped down the blankets and sheets about three quarters of the way down. Threw off half of the stupid pillows but kept a few, just in case.

I sat there, leaning against the pillows, my dick in full effect.

Kylie entered the room from the closet, or rather, her leg did. Just a leg with black stockings and black stripper shoes. She came out, all sexy-like, doing some very good poses that would make any porno magazine editor proud. Hugging the wall, thrusting out her ass, then turning and shaking her tits for me.

I was right, too. It didn't take much. Three good shakes and her massive tits broke free from their tiny prison. I reached for her. I couldn't take any more of this!

"Oh no you don't!" she said, trying to mimic a ghetto gal, shaking her finger at me.

She grabbed her right breast with both hands and brought it up to her face. She pressed on it, and several little fountains sprayed in the air. Giggling, she pointed the sprays towards herself. With her open mouth she caught several of them.

"Mmmmm!" she moaned. "That's delicious! You want some of Mommy's milk?"

I vigorously nodded my head, yes. Mommy, sister, whatever. I didn't fucking care.

Kylie proceeded to grab both her awesome tits and hose me down. She started at my feet, then worked up to my cock, which got a lot of extra milk. She continued on up my stomach and chest, and then they arrived at my face.

I opened my mouth to receive my gift, cherishing the warm, sweet taste. It's awesome, I heartily advise you to have some breast milk. It's good for you, too. It's not as thick as cow's milk, it's just like manna from heaven.

I couldn't remain still any longer, I grabbed a fucking tit hard and pulled it towards me! Latching on, I sucked hard. To get good milk, I found out, you don't just suck the end of the nipple. You've got to get as much as you can in your mouth. That stimulates the milk so it flows, and flows, and flows.

"Ahh Trent, baby, thank you. Jesse can't possibly drink enough from me! I need six or eight more babies! Ohh this feels so fucking good! You like?"

I opened my eyes and looked at my sister, nodding and "Mmmm Hmmm!" ing. She smiled at me, her little brother. Well, not so little anymore.

I sucked her huge fucking tits for several minutes. This morning, we were kind of in a hurry to fuck and, to tell the truth, I was in a hurry again! But, My dear sister needs a good long fucking, so I've got to try and hold on.

I pulled her onto the bed where we kissed and kissed, rolling around slowly while we hugged and fondled each other. Her ass was awfully firm, I tested it with a few good cracks of my hand!

Slap! on her ass!

"Ohh!"

Slap again!

"Trent!"she teased. "You always were the little twerp!"

Slap again on her ass!

Then she did a little "Raaaawwwr" for me!

Finally I pushed her back down on the bed.

"Spread your legs for me, baby," I told her. "Come on... wider! That's my good girl. As they said in that movie with the tall blue people, 'I SEE you'!"

And I did see her. Her luscious puss was in full view; lips tinted a little darker on the edges, nice and pink center. Her lingerie-skirt not hiding anything. Female aromas filled the air. I bent down, and went in.

First, I kissed her little patch of hair that she left. Then I kissed just off to the side of her pussy on her thigh. Then the other side. Then I rapidly kissed everywhere except on her lips themselves.

She yelled at me, "Get in there, you fucker!" And she clamped her legs down around my head, forcing me face-first into her steaming cunt.

And it was steaming! Well, almost, anyway. My face was immediately dampened as she forced my head side-to-side, grinding her cunt into me. This was fantastic, I like being overwhelmed by things, but I had to tap-out after a few moments.

"Okay you bitch!" I teased. "I gotta breathe, ya know!"

She made a face at me. "Do your job then!"

"Alright alright alri-i-i-ght..." I continued to talk to her, with my lips inside her pussy. The vibrations seemed to drive her pretty wild. I told her that I loved her, that I loved her body, that I loved her tits, all kinds of good stuff. None of it made sense to her ears, but her pussy enjoyed it!

I stuck my tongue inside as far as I could go. It was like a volcano in there. I looked up at Kylie, she was squeezing both her tits, spraying milk on herself and the bed, and just kind of lolling about.

I let go of her legs so I could finger her. I love doing that, exploring a woman with my fingers. It's like, I'm inside you baby, checking you out! I moved up to kiss her while my finger, then two, worked on her.

Kylie greedily kissed me.

"You know," she started. "Some girls find that to be a turn-off. How did you know I would like it?"

I grinned at her. "I've seen you masturbate. You always dip your fingers or your dildo inside yourself and the lick it clean."

"I would never do that! And you never watched me!" she said, feigning shock.

"All the time. You never locked your door, you know."

We kissed more, our tongues circling each other. Deep, slow kisses. I could feel her breath deepen. Something was beginning to happen. I needed to get back down there and help it along!

I jumped back down between her legs and licked her slit thoroughly while I put a third finger inside her vaj. Then I concentrated on her clitoris, licking it hard and nibbling it a little bit.

"JESUS Christ you're going to make me cum if you keep doing... oh fuck yes..."

I sucked on her clit, pulling it and the surrounding cunt flesh into my mouth. My lips munched on all of it. My hand pumped her pussy as fast as I could.

"Goddamit! Fuck fuck fuck FUCK FUCK!! Oh god fuck me fuck me FUCK ME!" She couldn't say 'fuck me' fast enough! I didn't remind her that I was licking and not fucking, it seemed the time was wrong to say anything.

Then she stiffened up and made a face like she was almost in pain, and convulsed heavily with a serious scream!

"AAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUGH!!"

Her clit trembled and flexed as she came all over my face. Milk leaped from her nipples involuntarily. I could actually feel more fluid come out of her pussy! I pulled my hand out to see spiderweb strings stretch from her pussy to my fingers. This hazy fluid oozed from her pussy, down her crack to her asshole. I licked up a bunch of it, fuck yeah. This wasn't that "Squirt" that you see on porn sites. That's just pee. This was real.

"Ooooh baby", she cooed. "Gimme some! gimme some gimme some yesssss."

I put my three pussy-drenched fingers in her mouth, pushing her lips all around. I kissed her more, letting her get her tastes from my lips and cheeks, too.

"Ohhh baby brother," she whispered. "You are soooo good! I've pictured this a thousand times. I didn't think it would ever actually happen, though."

We chatted a little more, I let her calm down some even though my cock was still raging. Both of us wished we had said something long ago. But, it's one of those things; if you say something wrong you can't ever take it back. Neither of us took the chance when we were younger. It took Stacy to bring us together.

"Hey Bro?"

"Yes?"

"Would you fuck me doggy style? Dick thought that was ...undignified."

I thought he was probably doggy-styling that Taylor chick right now in the airplane bathroom but I didn't say anything.

"Doggy style huh? I guess so, if that's what you want."

She growled at me again and assumed the all-fours position.

"The only problem is," I continued. "You can't see what I'm doing back there. Anything is liable to happen! Might get, undignified."

She made a face like "oh yeah?" and spread her legs apart.

From behind her, I could see her wet asshole peeking through her cheeks. Her extended pussy lips glistened from her cum, spread apart, just waiting to be fucked.

I sidled up to her rear and rested my cock right on her vulva. It only took a little moving around to get my cockhead all juicy,

I pressed forward and inch, and slid inside my sister's cunt. Her slick but tight walls held me firm.

"Well?" she asked.

"Just enjoying! Shhh!"

She sighed, wanting me to go faster. She bucked rearwards, forcing another couple inches in.

"Hey!" I yelled. "I wasn't ready!"

"Bullshit! Come on and fuck me!"

I guess the kidding around was pretty much over. I guess we're playing for keeps now.

I reached forward and grabbed a handful of her luscious brown hair, and pulled her head back. Far back. It had to hurt, just a little, anyway.

"You wanna get fucked?"

"Yes Trent!"

"You wanna get really fucked?"

"Please! For the love of God!"

"You'll do whatever I want?" I asked this as I slowly pulled my cock out.

"Come on Trent just give it to me! Fuck me!"

"Say it then!"

"Alright Jesus christ, whatever you want!"

Boom! I shoved in my cock as far as it would go. Her vise-like tunnel opened for me under protest, but her juices eased the way. Still pulling her hair, I fucked her with long hard strokes. Pulling my wet cock nearly all the way out and slamming it back in. My thighs slapped against her ass cheeks and thighs. Jesus this felt good!

"Bark like a dog for me!"

"What?" she asked.

I pulled her hair more.

"Woof!"

"Again! Better this time!"

"ROOUUFF!"

"Good girl!" I patted her head.

I started fucking her faster. And faster. I had to let go of her hair and grab her hips just to hang on and stay aligned. I could hardly see my blurry cock!

Sweat dripped down my body as Kylie panted like a racehorse. But she was giving as good as she was getting. I grabbed her big fucking milking tit and squeezed it hard.

"Fuck... You!" she muttered in between her pantings. I grabbed the other one just as hard. I slowed my rhythm a bit; you can't fuck lightning fast just holding onto tits. Too much sway and freeplay.

My cock fell out and went low, fucking her thigh for a moment. She stopped while I got it back in. We resumed our furious fucking for a few minutes, panting and heaving and thrusting and straining. this was some serious fucking.

And then, it happened! Was it accidental? Was it maybe my fault? Did I rise up a little too much after that dick-fall-out a couple minutes ago? Or did she drop down a little?

Whatever, as I fast-fucked Kylie's cunt, my cock slipped out again. Too rambunctious, I was. When I thrust forward again, it went back into a hole.

Except, it was a different hole than I was fucking a half second ago. This hole received a lot of lube from before, and her cunt juices fully coated my cock, so the lube situation was pretty good.

Still, it was quite a shock to Kylie to get a throbbing cock shoved all the way up her ass!

"GAAAAWDD!!" she shrieked and lunged forward, trying to lessen the impact and perhaps remove my cock from her ass. But I fell forward with her. She hit the bed face down with me on top of her, my cock impaled in her rather delicate area. I held still.

She strained for a few moments... then breathed again... and finally whispered to me between her panting.

"That's... Richard and I... we never did this... just wait a minute..."

I stroked her hair and held still, although I flexed my cock a couple times. I couldn't help it. I like being in virgin territory.

"Jesus," she whispered again. "I just... wasn't expecting... it took my breath away! I'm so... stuffed..."

I kissed her on her cheek and, ever so slightly, lifted my pelvis up. Didn't even withdraw my cock, just relaxed some of the pressure. Then gently let it back down again as I rested.

"How's that, baby?"

"It's okay I guess... doesn't hurt...anymore..."

I moved a little more, this time pulling my cock back just a little, so there was some actual friction. Some fucking. Some butt fucking.

Kylie lay there, accepting the new standard in 'undignified' behavior. I pressed a tiny bit more, tiny bit faster. A low moan escaped her lips.

"oooohhhhh that's good that's good that's good..."

I sped up more, pulling farther out, and fucked her ass for real. She was fucking tight, but we had enough lube from her cunt. I couldn't hold on long; this was way too much, both the physical feelings and the mental turn on. It's not every day you get to ass fuck your sister.

I stopped for a second so I could jam one of the little pillows under Kylie's cunt. She gratefully accepted it, and ground herself into it with each stroke of my pounding cock. We both grunted and wrestled like animals, I tried to fuck her as hard as I could, she tried to to meet me stroke for stroke but just gave up and let me pound her ass, forcing her cunt into the pillow. I shoved my hands under her chest, not an easy task but eventually was able to get some milky tits in my hands. The milk just flowed from the constant pressure.

Our sweaty bodies writhed against and with each other. I decided to strike up a conversation.

"So you... (pant)... liked the... movie."

"unh... fuck yeah..."

"I showed... (pant)... it to the... sister bitches... fuck your ass (pant) is tight! They loved it. (pant). We had... an all-out... orgy afterwards"

Kylie rose up a little and turned her head back as much as she could. We both stopped moving for a few moments.

"No fucking way!"

"Yes Way," I panted. "Holy shit I'm worn out! But yes, I fucked all of them."

"Bullshit!"

"I've got crappy footage to prove it. And... AND!! They all went at each other, totally."

"Bullshit again! Take your lying cock out of my ass and go jack off!" she teased.

"I swear Kylie! They ate pussy, all of them. And shared my cum."

"Even Whitney?"

"Even Whitney!"

"That's fucking hot. You may resume the fucking, please!"

I smacked her ass, CRACK!

"Ow! What was that for!?"

"I dunno! Just thought it needed to be done!"

I pulled out almost all the way and dropped hard back in deep.

"Oh my God!" cried out Kylie.

I fucked her hard and fast again.

"Just... picture... Missy's tongue... dipping into Whitney's... hot cunt."

Kylie just moaned. I pinched her tits.

"My sperm... was inside Whitney... and Missy... lapped it up like a cat."

"Holy... unh... fuck!"

"Stacy was sitting... on Whitney's face."

"Jee-zus."

"I can't... Kylie... baby... I can't hold on"

"Fucking cum in me! Cum in my ass, Trent!"

With a few final strokes, my cock reached it's limit and erupted inside her dark tunnel. Like a pulsing firehose, it shot load after load deep inside my sister. The word "Awesome" is thrown around rather casually these days. But this was pretty fucking awesome!

I could feel the walls of her ass flexing, apparently my cum had set her off, too. I was a rag doll on top of her, but she dug into that pillow with her pussy until she couldn't pump any more.

We both lay there, breathing hard, spent. I wanted to kiss her or something, but I just couldn't muster the strength at that moment.

After a minute or so, I kind of slid off and out of her and rolled onto my back. Kylie managed to snuggle up beside me. Even though we were hot, she crossed a leg over me and pressed her chest into my side.

"Hey loverboy!" she cooed.

"'Hey' yourself!"

"You were right, anything can happen doing doggy!"

"You seem to be ok?"

"Yeah! It was very weird at first. And it was a shock, of course! At first, anyway. But then, it felt good. And then it felt great." She stretched up and kissed me on the lips.

"I lost my virginity to my brother! You know I love you, right?"

"Well... I love you too, Kylie. But..."

"But? But what?"

"But I'm going to marry Whitney."

Silence. Oh shit, she's hurt.

Then, "Well, yeah. I mean, you've been going out for two years. I guess."

I looked into her eyes. "I'm sorry?"




The Imperfect Storm Ch. 05



"Nah, don't be. You guys are in love. Although I could actually picture being with you for a long time." She was trying to make the best of it.

"I have to tell her about this," I said.

"No, you don't!"

"She'll be fine... probably. And hey, she might even want to join!"

"Ohhh, ummmm... hadn't thought of that. We'll have to see, I guess. Not really on my bucket list, ya know?"

"Oh, bummer. Well we'll see what happens. Hey, I need a shower and uh... so do you!"

"Brat!"

She checked on Jesse while I got the water running. When she came back we got VERY clean. Even her soiled ass. She sucked me off in the tub. And swallowed.

We went to bed with her laptop. I plopped the memory card in of my orgy with Whitney, Stacy, and Missy. Kylie really couldn't believe her eyes. It was unedited, and much of the time the camera was just sitting on the table,but you could get a pretty fucking good idea of who was doing what.

Kylie scrolled back a few times to see Melissa dipping her tongue into Whitney's cum-filled cunt. It was my favorite part too. Well, one of them. We managed to fuck once more that night.

And we fucked again before I left in the morning.

And she called me on my way home and masturbated for me.

- - -

Whitney and I talked when I got home, she was on another upside down shift. But we didn't talk about Kylie. Mostly we talked about what had to happen to make this job change work. I had to change clothes and go to my old job. I needed to give my two days notice and try and get them setup for my departure. We needed to apartment shop this weekend, I didn't want to commute an hour plus!

Then she let me know some news: Our bank already had half of the signing bonus deposited.

"Wow, that's... quick." I said, a little puzzled. this whole thing was happening so fast. I hadn't even started yet.

My boss said the same thing. Aren't I going too fast? This sounds to good to be true. I'm not all that smart etc...

Got an email from Richard saying that I am to report to Ken S. on Monday, but will be reporting to his gal Taylor when they get back from their far-east tour of Korea, Japan, then down to Singapore and Malaysia, then up to China. Glad that isn't me. I like this country!

- - -

About 11 pm, I was getting ready to call it quits when Stacy called me.

"Congratulations, tiger! I talked with Whitney, she said you're working late."

"Thanks! Yeah, it's very busy all of a sudden, trying to clean up this place before I go."

"So you stayed at your sisters?" Zing!

"Yep." Be cool!

"How was that?" I could detect an air of excitement in her voice.

"Uh, fine? Why?"

"I told her, Trent. I told her about the story, and that you wrote it!" Yeah, I found that out last week.

"Right, she mentioned something about that."

"And?"

"And what?"

"Well, dumbass! She had to have seen that half of it was about her! Or is she as dense as you are?"

"She uh, she kinda smirked a few times, I didn't know why." That sounds plausible. Normal people would try and be coy about it. If they even decided to do anything about it.

"Uh huh. Right. She smirked."

"Yeah, whatever, Stacy."

"You know, Trent. We used to hang out, Kylie and me. She was a fucking sex maniac, kind of like you. I don't think she wouldn't say anything."

"I don't know. Look Stace, I'm tired and trying to finish up here."

"Sure, I get it. Hey."

"Yeah?"

"You've got something to write about now, right? I mean, us sisters?"

"Oh yeah, tons of material!"

"And, maybe you could write about your sister again."

"Why? There's not much more to say." Except that she can take a good ass-fucking. And she is a sex maniac.

"Right. I'm calling her next."

Ahh crap.

- - -

Friday was a blur, again worked at my old job until almost midnight. They will survive, but it won't be pretty for them. Sorry dudes! Gotta get mine, you know.

Kylie offered for Whitney and I to stay at her house this weekend while we apartment hunted. She's so thoughtful, my sister. Yep. Just trying to help out her little brother. I noticed when I left, I forgot to grab that memory card from her. She's probably been watching the Sister Bitches and I in our little adventure. Shit, I've got to film those better! We needed a cameraman.

By three o'clock on Saturday, Whitney and I were pretty pooped. We only saw one apartment that was worth a damn, but it was even smaller than our place we have now. Things are pricier down here near the city. Shit. We were having some cocktails on Kylie's patio when she surprised the shit out of us.

"Whitney?" Kylie asked. "Did Trent tell you about Richard?"

"You mean, that he's also apartment hunting? Yeah, I'm really sorry, I didn't know what to say earlier."

"Thank you. But to tell you the truth, I'm taking it better than I thought I would. Of course, Trent helped me through that first rough day and night."

Gulp! I helped myself, is more like it.

"He's so sweet!" Whitney chimed in.

"Yes, he comforted me when I really needed it. And I needed it a lot!" Kylie smiled all sweet and innocently at me.

"Well," I sort of stumbled. "You've got to be able to count on your family, right?"

"So right!" exclaimed Kylie. "In fact, I want to return the favor. If you guys don't find some place soon, you guys can stay here until you do!"

"Oh Kylie!" shrieked Whit. "That will help so much! But, you sure it's not putting you out too much?"

"Oh don't worry about it! I've got 4 or 5 bedrooms I'm not even using!"

"You know," I said. "We really didn't see much. Maybe we should spend tomorrow dragging some of our crap down here. Then next weekend we can concentrate on looking for a place. Would that be alright, Kylie?"

"Sure! Bring all your shit!"

We tinked our glasses in a toast to the new, albeit temporary, living arrangements. Of course, my brain was just running through all different kinds of schemes and scams, and good outcomes and bad ones, too. This could easily implode into a massive Black Hole...

Whitney and I helped Kylie cook up some steaks, au gratin potatoes, and a Caesar salad. Topped it off with a nice bottle of Justin Cabernet.

"Um... how much is this wine?" asked Whit, after dinner. We were playing with Jesse, Kylie's little baby girl.

"About, oh I don't remember. 125 maybe?"

Holy shit! That's like our alcohol budget for the month!

"Don't worry Whit! Our boy Trent here will be making the big bucks here soon enough!"

Jess started fussing, despite Whitney's attempts at soothing her.

"Help me get her ready for bed?" suggested Kylie. Whitney enthusiastically agreed.

"I guess I've got dishes then. Yay for me."

Whitney carried Jess upstairs first. Kylie stopped for a moment, turned back to me and squeezed her tits for me! Then she went upstairs after the other two.

Doing dishes sucks. But it's better than doing diapers. When I have my own kid, I'll do its diapers. But I sure don't need to do anyone else's!

When I got done, I headed to the foot of the stairs. I could hear splashing and playing noises, sounded like baby bath time. I grabbed a cold one and went to the great room and turned on the TV.

Dick has some nice shit, I thought. 70 inch flatscreen. Awesome leather couches. Wonder what he's going to leave here and what he's going to take?

After my second beer, the girls finally came back down. They had changed into their sleeping stuff, and they were all giggly and weird. They re-filled their glasses and came and sat with me, Whitney snuggling up.

"What's up with you two?"

They just laughed some more. Ditzy chicks. Whit didn't have her bra on, just a little t-shirt and sleeping pants, also pretty much made of t-shirt material. Kylie had on a heavier shirt, but I could tell she was free-range, also. Things like that make my cock stir.

I finally had enough of the giggle twins and went to get another beer. When I came back, they were whispering.

"Alright!" I said, a little pissed off. "What's the big secret?"

Whit started. "Well, if you must know-"

"When we were upstairs," interrupted Kylie. "Whit was ...wondering something."

Pause.

"Yeah, well, what the fuck!" Patience isn't one of my virtues.

More giggles. Jesus Christ. I held up my middle finger.

"Oh calm yourself, disckhead!" snapped Kylie. Always the loving sister. "I was feeding little Jess, and Whitney was wondering if I had ever, you know, tasted the milk."

"And you said...?"

"I said I did!" The girls started laughing again.

"Then I asked Whitney if she wanted to try it. First she said no. But then, she changed her mind."

Holy shit! I needed to hear this.

"So, uh... Whitney, how was it?"

"Well," she began. "First of all, Jess went to sleep in her crib. Then we went to Kylie's room to get these sleepy clothes. We were changing and, well, you can't help but notice Kylie's boobs. And, well, they were dripping. I asked if I could have some."

I looked at her expectantly.

"So I got down on my knees and let some of it drip in my mouth." Whitney paused for a moment, then she let out a big smile. "It was fantastic!"

"Holy shit!" I couldn't believe it.

"But, well, it was just drops. Kylie told me to take a real taste."

"No!" I said, egging her on. "You didn't!"

"I did!" she beamed. "I sucked her tit and got more milk! A whole shitload of milk! God she has a lot, Trent! You should try it!"

Kylie gave me a knowing look. Whitney says I should try my sister's milk. Um, been there done that! Also ate her out, fucked her, ass-fucked her... but I can't let on.

"Well, I don't know man. She's my sister! That's all kinds of fucked up!"

Whitney actually got a little mad at that remark.

"What do you mean 'fucked up'? You didn't think that the other day with Stacy and Melissa when... oh shit. Kylie, did Trent tell you about that?"

Yes I did. I told her everything. It got Kylie fucking hot.

"Um," Kylie struggled. "Tell me, what?" Good girl!

"Well, we had some drinks the other day. And there was some, fooling around, with my sisters. And It wasn't fucked up. Asshole!" Uh, now she's more than a little mad. She moved away from me. on the couch.

"Whitney! No, it wasn't fucked up! That just slipped out and I didn't mean you! I just meant, well I thought you would think... or I thought you wouldn't like the thought of..." Jesus I'm blowing it! Come on you stupid brain!

"You know, girls mess around sometime, it's not a big deal. But boy/girl, brother and sister, it's kind of a bigger deal and, most people would be creeped out by that. I'm sorry. Whit. Really."

"Okay," she relented. "I guess you're right. That's the normal reaction. But, this was something that I thought we could share. A new experience. I just wanted you to try it, not make a big deal about it."

I leaned over and kissed her deeply for a few moments. I gently touched her cheek.

"I'm sorry. I would love to try it."

"Good. I just want to know how you feel about it in case, you know, we ever..."

"Have a baby?" I asked.

She nodded.

"I would love to have a baby with you, Whit! And I'll love everything about you. Every step of the way."

We kissed some more.

"Well," interrupted Kylie. "I guess I'll go upstairs now! You guys are so cute!"

"No wait!" said Whit. "I wanted Trent to try you. I mean, your milk. Can he?"

"Um, sure. I guess. I'll get a glass then."

"Ohhh, he can just have some straight, I think." I do love this girl Whitney!

"Well," said Kylie. "Here ya go, then."

She pulled up her shirt, exposing her huge left tit. I breathed in sharply and my cock began expanding. Kylie stood in front of me.

"Go on, honey, really." Whit seemed insistent. I can't deny her.

Kylie's tit loomed in my face. I moved in, placing my lips around her aereola. I sucked her nipple into my mouth. Milk flowed instantly. Warm, slightly sweet, mother's milk. I sucked greedily, swallowing all of it. I made lots of "mmm-mmm" noises while I looked Whitney in the eye.

"You getting some?" she asked.

I pulled off and opened my mouth. Milk ran past my lips, dripping to the floor.

"Well don't waste it!" Kylie said, excitedly.

I got back on and sucked for at least a minute. Needless to say, my cock was near burst levels.

Then Kylie said, "Whit, the other one's leaking now. Would you maybe like some more?" She pulled her shirt completely up, exposing her other tit.

I looked at Whitney as she sucked on my sister's right tit, while I sucked the left. Both of us sucked and slurped and swallowed all we could.

"Hey guys, um," began Kylie. "I'm getting weak in the knees. Can I sit down?"

We made room for her on the couch, then both re-attached ourselves to her lactating breasts. Whit and I put an arm around each other, and simultaneously began caressing Kylie's boobs with our free hand.

After swallowing, I pulled off and told Whit to also pull back. Then we squeezed Kylie's tits together, and sprayed our faces down! It was 4 or 5 tiny squirt guns shooting out of each nipple! We all laughed as Kylie drenched our faces with the spray.

"Whitney?" Kylie asked. "Will you... will you give me some?"

Whit proceeded to latch on and get a mouthful. Then she moved up to where her head was a little above Kylie. My sister opened her mouth, and Whit let some milk escape, dripping it into Kylie's mouth. Whit opened wider, and she poured the rest into Kylie's mouth. Whitney moved in a little and kissed Kylie gently. Their open mouths searched each other, little strings of milk formed between their lips.

Whitney raised her arms up, I helped take off her skimpy shirt so her tits could be free.

Kylie grabbed her breasts and squeezed them, hosing down Whitney's breasts. So much milk, it looked like Whitney was now lactating! Then Kylie bent down and licked and sucked on Whitney's tit. At this point, I had backed up a little so I could get a better view. And it was a nice view; my sister sucking on my girlfriend's tits. I decided to tease my sister a little.

"So, uh, Kylie. I thought this wasn't on your bucket list?"

"I'm getting used to it!"

"You don't mind me too much?" Whitney asked Kylie.

"Here," Kylie responded. "Help me out." And she brought one of her breasts up to her face. She licked her dark brown nipple; milk flowed out and dripped down the length of her upturned breast. Whitney leaned in and helped to tongue Kylie's nipple. The white milk intermingled with their pink tongues.

They took turns sucking Kylie's nipple. Sometimes they swallowed, sometimes they let the milk ooze back out. They kissed and frenched each other. Lots of little moans and smacking noises. Mind you, this is all happening about a foot from me.

My cock basically yelled at me to get involved. And, selfishly, I did!

I stood up and started unbuttoning my pants. The girls paused for a moment, but I told them to keep going. I finally freed myself of my stupid clothes and stood there for a moment. Pre-cum oozed out and formed a droplet at the tip.

I grabbed my penis. It throbbed at my touch, thankful for some contact. With my other hand on the couch back supporting me, I leaned in and pressed my rigid cock right into the middle of the action.

Both girls giggled at the new player. Kylie was holding back out of respect for Whitney, who began licking the tip.

"Come on!" she whispered to Kylie.

As my cock pressed into Kylie's warm titflesh, both girls began licking my cockhead and shaft. Somebody squeezed Kylie's tit and her nipple fountained out a ton of milk on my cock, their faces, my thighs.

"Go on," urged Whitney. "Grab it."

Kylie looked a question at Whit, who nodded in the affirmative. Kylie shrugged her shoulders and smiled, and gripped my cock, hard.

She stroked upwards just once, and a minor flood of pre-cum poured out of me onto her tit.

"Get some!" said Whit.

Kylie paused a moment, then placed her warm lips around my penis head. With a big "Mmmmmmm!" she put more and more of it down her throat. She let go with her hand and took me down completely. She bobbed a couple times, then came up for air.

"Holy shit, brother!" she exclaimed. Whitney immediately gulped down my cock, covered as it was with Kylie's saliva. They traded off doing that a few times.

"Um... girls..." I warned.

"Oh shit," said Whit. "He's gonna blow! Get ready!"

And 'blow' I did! Whitney death-gripped my cock and gave it a couple hard strokes, right beneath my cock head on the special spot. Kylie squeezed her tit to provide some milky lubrication.

"Holy fucking christ I'm cumming!"

The girls went cheek-to-cheek and opened their mouths just in time as my steaming hot cum jetted out of my cock. Waves of pleasure rocked me as pulse after juicy pulse of cum shot onto their faces; some on their cheeks, some on their noses and foreheads and eyes, and lots in their mouths. And the rest of it dripped onto Kylie's nipple and tit, setting just beneath their chins.

"Hold still!" I commanded. "Don't move a muscle!"

I fumbled in my pants for my cell phone. Finally found it.

"Okay... don't move... okay smile! Good. Again... great... now touch your lips together... great."

I switched my cell phone to video mode.

"Okay," I said. "Do whatever!"

Both girls swallowed what they had in their mouths, then began kissing each other. The cum from Whitney's nose pressed into Kylie's cheek. Kylie began licking Whitney's face, cleaning her up. She made a big production out of getting the cum, MY cum, into her mouth and swallowing it.

"Mmmmmmmmm," she said, straight into the camera. "I love my brother's cum."

"You're such a cum-slut!" countered Whitney. "I love it more!"

And Whitney hoovered up the cum on Kylie's face. Then she grabbed my cock and milked out more and swallowed that down. She frantically grabbed Kylie's tit and licked and sucked my cum from the nipple and skin, getting some milk with it, of course.

I captured all this on my little phone cam. It's not great, but it isn't bad, either. I gotta spend some of that signing bonus and buy a fucking real camera!

I sat down on the couch next to Kylie, temporarily spent. Whitney sat on my lap and kissed me deeply. I could taste my cum on her lips. Kylie was right there, rubbing my back. Whitney pulled back, I turned and kissed Kylie. Our tongues gently explored each other's moist mouth. As far as Whitney knew, this was our first kiss. I made it look good.

"Alright already!" joked Whitney. "You guys forget I'm right here?"

"Sorry babe! I love you, Whitney. Truly. Thanks for suggesting the, um, taste!"

"Yeah, well, go eat some cookies or something. You're going to need your strength. You aren't done here yet. Not by a long shot!"

I did actually get up and went to the kitchen to get some chocolate chip cookies.

"I've got milk for you!" teased Kylie.

I came back from the kitchen with my cookies in hand. Kylie was crawling on top of Whitney like they were going to get into a sixty-nine, but instead she stopped short so they were just sucking each others tits.

Just... sucking each others tits. Like, you know, that happens every day to me. Right.

I took some more pictures. Ate some cookies. My cock said 'let's get in there man!' but I told it to shut up and watch for awhile.

If my girlfriend and sister want to eat each other out, they don't need any interference from me!

I grabbed my phone and started video-ing again.

I couldn't wait to show Stacy and Missy!

- - -

To be continued, eventually!



The Imperfect Storm Ch. 06



Sunday morning, I think.

A baby cried.

Huh? I don't have a baby... oh my fucking head... somebody moved... where the fuck am I?

"Never a dull moment around here!" said Kylie. Way too loudly, I might add. I was a little confused as to why she was in my bed. But, this wasn't my bed.

Oh yeah. Ohhhh  Yeahhhhhh!

I watched Kylie's naked body move to her closet, and return with a robe wrapped around it.

"Mmmmorning," moaned Whitney. "Where does she keep the Advil?"

"I dunno" I managed to respond. "I'll find something."

It was just us in the house, I remembered. I staggered naked, downstairs and found a plastic pitcher. I filled it with water and some ice cubes, found some glasses, and rummaged through the cabinets looking for some pain pills. Success! I downed 3 ibuprofen tablets and a highball glass of water. I staggered back upstairs without breaking anything.

I found Whitney sitting on the toilet, doing her morning pee. Normally she hides this from me. But today, she just sat there and let it fly. I handed her some pills and poured her a drink of water.

"Wow" she said.

"I know, right?" I countered.

"Last night was..." she mused. "I mean, Holy shit!"

We both laughed and then regretted it, holding our heads. I peed after she was done, and we went back to my sister's bed and leaned against the headboard.

"I can't believe you went all lesbo on my sister."

"Yeah? Well, I can't believe you fucked your sister!"

"Pretty crazy, huh!"

"Yeah, it sure was. God she's as much of a fucking maniac as you are. No wonder you wanted to fuck her since you were just a twerp. I'm a little jealous, in fact. That story and all..."

That story, 'The Imperfect Storm', was based on my desires for my sister. But the story also included Whitney as the girl I marry, and other characters based on Whitney's sisters. It had a bunch of crazy sex in it that would never happen in real life, but I jacked off about 87 times while I wrote it. It also brought about all of this recent sexual activity with Whitney and her sisters and now my sister.

"Don't worry baby!" I reassured her as I reached for her. "You know that--ow my head-- you know that you're the one in the story that the guy marries!"

Whitney looked at me. "Are you saying... that we're going to get married?"

I paused for a few moments.

"You know what?" I asked. "I am saying that. I've thought about it for awhile, but now I know. But... this isn't how I was going to do it. It's not all that romantic."

"Trent, baby. I don't care about the setting! I want to marry you, I don't care how you ask me, err, you are asking me, right?"

"Yes, I'm asking. Will you marry me, Whitney?"

"Yes! Of course I will!"

We hugged and kissed in my sister's bed. I pressed her down into the cool sheets, our warm bodies settling into each other. It seems that adrenaline can cure headaches, mine went away. We kissed for several long minutes, just teasing and tasting each other. We talked for a quite a while about us, about being together always, about being so happy. And about having a lot of crazy sex.

"Ohhh Trent... who's down there?" she asked, indicating a third member pressing into her leg.

"Yeah that guy, he's just happy to be here."

I moved my hand down between her legs and found her wet mound.

"Jesus, you're wet already?"

"Well, duh! You're hard already, so I'm wet already!"

I slipped my middle finger inside her tight pussy, fairly easily, I might add.

"Well," she said. "There's probably still some of your cum in there. And some of Kylie's milk. Not to mention my own 'secretions of desire'."

I laughed as I finger fucked and massaged her pussy. "'Secretions of desire'? Is that what you call it? I thought it was just cunt juices." We laughed some more.

"Hey Whit. What was your favorite thing about last night?"

"Hmmmm... let me see..."

"Okay I'll go first then. For me, I liked it when you and Kylie were sixty-nining, you were under her, ya know, eating her out. And I fucked her doggy and you were licking my cock... jesus... and you told me to cum inside her. And I did. I shot my whole load into my sister while you had a ringside seat to the action. And when I pulled my cock out, all this cum flooded out onto your waiting tongue and face. That was fantastic!"

I slipped a second finger inside and made sure my palm rubbed her whole mons area.

"Mmmmmm yessss, Trent. I loved that, too. And don't forget I licked all your cum from her pussy lips too!"

"Christ I can't forget that! You were awesome!"

"Yes I was! Okay then, let's see. Well, I really like Kylie's milk. It never dawned on me before how sexual that could be. But when she squirted it all over my pussy, and then bent down and licked it... Christ! I came right then, remember?"

"Yes, I think so. I seem to remember she filled you up, too."

"Yes, and you drank her milk from my pussy!"

I kept rubbing her pussy, faster and faster.

"Whitney, baby" I whispered. "I'll get you pregnant, and you'll make milk for us. Would you like that? Huh baby?"

"Yes baby!" she answered, gasping.

I knew she was getting close.

"You were such a dirty girl last night," I whispered again. "I love you like that. Licking my cock with Kylie's juices on it... Sucking on her big tits, oooh you liked that! Didn't you! Cumming on her face... that was so nice of you... and you licked her ass too, right on her hole!"

Whitney gasped harder, thrusting into my hand. I slid a third finger inside her wet folds and rubbed her clit with the palm of my hand.

"Cum Whitney," I continued whispering. "Cum for your husband-to-be!"

I quickly jumped down between her legs. I planted my mouth right on top of her clit and sucked as much as I could into my mouth.

Whitney clenched my head between her legs as she came like a freight train. Hot pussy juice squirted down my throat. What the fuck! I thought this was a porno trick! She continued to squeeze me between her convulsing thighs, slowly releasing her grip as she came down.

"Oh shit Trent! Did I... did I pee or what? I'm so sorry! I'm so--"

"Haha! No baby it wasn't pee, it was something, though! Here, taste." And I kissed her.

"It's just pussy" she said.

"I know, right!"

"Hey stud, lay back. I need some of that dick."

I made myself comfy on the pillows, my cock at full extension. Whitney straddled me and grabbed my cock, and sat right the fuck down on top of it.

"Whoa!" she exclaimed as I slid all the way up inside her. She flexed her legs, raising up and down. I couldn't stand it, her firm tits looked amazing as they moved up and down. I reached for them.

"Down, boy!" she said. And she cupped them for me, kneading them. Rolling her stiffening nipples between her fingers.

I arched up, trying to drill my throbbing cock even farther up her pussy.

"You like my tits, baby?" she asked, coyly.

"Yes!"

"You like it when I touch them?"

"Fuck, yes."

"You like sucking them for you... and I like girls sucking on them..."

"Oh, Fuck yes!"

Then she slapped her left tit a little.

"Ooohh! I might do that some more!"

We kept fucking as she slapped her own tits, a little harder each time. I was getting very close. I finally grabbed her and rolled her on her back, keeping my cock inside her the whole time. I just grunted as I power-fucked her.

"Fuck me, Trent... oooooo... fuck me... fuck me... yesyesyesyes fuck me!"

We both came with strong orgasms, her pussy clenching down on my spurting cock. I collapsed down on top of her, my semi-hard now swimming in a sea of cum.

"Oh hey you guys!" Kylie said as she entered her room. "Did I miss it? I was just getting Jesse fed and dressed and stuff, she's in her little playpen now." Kylie looked at us, full of hope. "I've got like, a good 20 minutes before i should get back to her."

"Well." I teased. "I don't know... I just shot my morning load." I pulled out of Whitney and laid on my back.

"My cock has all this gunk on it, but you can have it if you can get it going again."

Kylie attacked my penis with a ferver. She sucked all the lady and man juices off it, while restoring it to its desired state of hardness. She grinded her tits into my thighs as she deep-throated me. She's a good cocksucker, my sister is.

She then climbed aboard and without any finesse or tenderness, she just sank down on my pole. God she's so tight, even after having a kid. I was impressed. Kylie sat up ramrod straight on my cock and squeezed her tits, sending little sprays of milk all over Whitney and myself. That's such a crowd pleaser, both Whitney and I grabbed at her tits and pulled her down so we could each suck them.

Kylie's steamy cunt worked it's magic on my cock. After only a couple minutes I was ready to cum again.

"Kylie," I panted. "Are you there yet? (pant) I almost am."

"No!" she whined. "Not yet! I need a couple more minutes... shit!"

I motioned to Whitney to get Kylie's ass. Then I tried to think about baseball. The White Sox might make a run for the pennant this year.

But then I saw Whitney dipping her fingers into her own puss, still somewhat cum-filled from before. Kylie instantly froze up as Whitney inserted at least one finger into Kylie's bum. I could feel it through the walls of her pussy, a different pressure in there.

"FUCK!" shouted Kylie. She was having trouble catching her breath as Whitney finger fucked her asshole. I pinched both Kylie's nipples as hard as I could, pulling and twisting them as her milk poured out of them.

Kylie collapsed forward onto my chest, my cock still fucking her as Whitney hollered out "Two Fingers!" I let go of one tit and shoved three fingers into her mouth, simulating a penis. Her face right next to mine, I could feel her almost gagging.

I shot my wad deep into my sister. The satisfying spurts fired into her pussy. Somewhat less than a few minutes ago, but incredible, just the same.

Kylie grinded her pelvis into mine for another minute or so and she came too with an earth-shattering scream.

"AAAAAAUUUUUUNNNGHHHHH!"

Jesus Christ, right in my fucking ear.

Whitney took her two fingers from Kylie's ass and stuck them in Kylie's mouth, who absent-mindedly licked and sucked them. I pushed Kylie off me and onto her back. Whitney bent down and licked my cock clean of our cum. Then she licked and probed and sucked Kylie's pussy, looking for more of my cum. I had told her a while ago I didn't want any of it wasted.

"Oh God," said Kylie, out of breath. "You guys... thank you both... Oh Whitney that's so nice... so nice."

"Hey!" I interjected. "You should congratulate us!"

"For what?" asked Kylie. "Fucking me so awesomely?"

"No, silly. We're getting married!"

Kylie was confused, she pulled herself away from Whitney's mouth a little. "But... I mean... You both just... you're getting married?"

Whiteny tried to explain. "It's all good, Kylie. We're deeply in love and want to spend our lives together! But we can still... do this... If we're both here, then it's not cheating."

"Well, then, um, Congratulations!!"

We had a little celebration right there. We substituted milk for champagne.

( . Y . )

Well, as you may recall, we were going to move in temporarily with Kylie while we looked for a new place near my new job which was to start the next day. So, we needed to go back to our old place to get some clothes, at least, and other stuff. But I wanted to make a couple stops first. My new employers, Kylie's husband, Dick, had seen fit to give me a signing bonus already. I thought we should spend some of it.

On the way home, Whitney texted her sisters about the living situation. But I told her we still needed a couple or three hours. Whitney gave me a quizzical look.

When we pulled into the big jewelry store parking lot, she literally beamed.

"Hey baby, we can't be engaged without a ring!"

After a couple hours, I had learned for more about diamonds than I ever needed. I thought you just bought a ring. But, nooooo! You buy the ring, then you buy the diamond separately! What a fricking racket. I should be in the jewelry business! Anyway, we got out of there for just under ten thou. It's a nice ring. A few little diamonds on the sides, then a nice pear-shaped diamond in the enter. Whitney cried a little bit, so I think I did pretty good.

We then went to MY store, the local camera shop. I wanted some good video equipment, and I got some! Talked to the guy a lot, not one of those old farts but a younger dude. Told him I wanted to do a lot of 'close-up' work. And I wanted to be able to do some Slo-motion, too. Video software can force slo-mo, but it's better to shoot it at higher speed in the first place. then when you play it back it's genuine and very fluid slow motion.

So I ended up getting one really outstanding camera. And then a couple cheapy ones but still high-def, and one of those action Go-cams with the wide angle lens that's also waterproof. He sold me assorted lights, stands, microphones, tripods, even wheels for the tripod. Managed to hold it under five grand. There went my bonus! Well, the half they sent me. Should get the rest sometime next week.

Finally, we met the other Sister Bitches at our apartment around one o'clock. There was a lot of hugs and kisses, they really seemed to have missed us! I missed them, too.

Then, they saw the ring and flipped out. I had to stick my head out the door and tell the other neighbors that everything was alright. Little Missy screamed so loud that we thought the dead might wake up! The happiness was short-lived, however, as Stacy asked the inevitable question.

"So uh... what happens to us?"

Melissa stopped celebrating and became instantly sad.

"Yeah! What about... you mean we aren't going to fuck anymore?" She got very sad. I loved that she didn't care much for 'proper' conversation. She just said whatever she wanted.

Whitney teased them a little. "Now girls, my sisters, you've had some fun with my boyfriend. but that's all going to change now." The other sisters looked crestfallen.

"You see," Whitney continued. "There is a new Sister-Bitch."

"What?" and "What the fuck?" they asked. You can guess who said what.

"Trent's sister, Kylie, is now an honorary Sister-Bitch. She just doesn't know it yet."

"You're dumping us for her?" Missy asked, incredulous. "She's so stuck up and fat and married and--"

I figured I had better jump in before it got out of hand.

"Okay! Girls, wait. Nobody's getting dumped. We can and will continue our... fucking... and we're just letting you know that my sister Kylie is also DTF. In fact, we've fucked her... what... five times now?"

"Five!" Stacy and Missy shouted at the same time.

"Okay, maybe three... I lost track..."

Missy began taking off her T-shirt. "Alright. I'm putting it to the test!" She stood there in all her topless glory, her big tits jiggling from the recent movements.

I walked over and went behind her. I hefted her big left tit in my hands and lifted it up as high as they would go. I bent over her shoulder (Missy is really short, remember?) and sucked on her nipple as it swelled in my mouth. Whitney came over and knelt down and sucked her other boob.

After a few moments of that, Whitney stood up and kissed her sister on the lips. Then she stepped over to Stacy and kissed her, too. Stacy stood stock-still for a several moments, then she gradually relaxed, and eventually melted under Whitney's kisses and tongue.

"You guys okay now?" I asked, releasing Missy tit. "We're all still good, right."

Whitney grabbed the bottle out of the shopping bag and we all gathered in the kitchen for some toasting.

"Oh, and ladies! I've got some new camera equipment that we should try out. I'm going to the car to get it."

Everyone gathered around as we opened the boxes and looked at the stuff. I made sure we kept the directions and registration papers. The batteries needed charging, which disappointed the girls a bit, but Whitney and I were okay. I could still use a couple more hours of non-fucking! Never thought I'd say that, but yeah, I needed a little down-time to recover.

Whitney and Melissa began to get some clothes together as Stacy helped me look over the cameras and try and learn some of the features. They could do some pretty fancy things, but also had automatic modes so we could at least get started.

She asked about my writing.

"Honestly, haven't done much real writing lately. I've been so busy! The new job and the old job--"

"Come on!" hollered Missy. "You've got to write some more! And don't kill my character this time!"

"Sorry Little Missy!" I said. Then, to Stacy, "She's not too mad about that?"

"Naw, she's just glad that the Tony guy, you, loved fucking her and her big tits."

We laughed.

"But seriously, you haven't written anything?"

"Well... remember you wanted to do a video with me?"

"Yes, of course I remember." Then she whispered,"That's probably the only way I can get you to fuck just me and only me."

"Yeah, well. Probably so. And we can do that. But I also wrote like a little scene. Well, a script actually. It would be starring you. And you would get fucked by a LOT of people! But also," I then whispered. "Also, lots of solo fucking from me."

Stacy beamed. "So, can I see it? Where is it?"

"See what?" asked Whitney, returning from the bedroom.

"Trent has a script," explained Stacy. "For a movie."

"Well, it's pretty short. Like ten or fifteen minutes."

"Am I in it?" asked Missy. She hates being left out.

"Of course! It kind of has a major star, and then some supporting roles. I kind of had Stacy in mind for this one." A small look swept over both Whitney and Melissa. Dejection?

"But hey! This is just the first one! I will do more! I've got lots of ideas... trust me... lots of ideas and everyone can be a star!"

"So are you going to make this an actual movie?" asked Stacy.

"Well... not sure yet about the logistics. We would need more people. Guys, too."

"Oooooh Bring it on!!!!" Missy said, shaking her tits for us.

"So go ahead and give it to us! Where is it?"

"Alright, but it's written kind of like a movie script. Except there aren't a lot of speaking lines. In fact, most of the speaking is in a voiceover. And the rest of it's like, um, directions for the camera, and what the camera sees, get it? You'll see. Here it is on my laptop." I handed it to Stacy.

"You read it, since it's for you."

"Ok, here goes."

The Mistress of Second Avenue

Woman speaking:  I was alone.

[Montage. No natural sounds. Just music of some kind. Close-up of a woman putting on makeup. We just see her eye as she does her eye-liner. A pretty foot foot slips into nice heels. Close-up of cleavage in a nice blouse. Not slutty cleavage, just a little. Nice hands and nails appear, buttoning up a red blazer over her blouse. Wide shot of her living quarters, small, cramped. Her wavy, mid-length brunette hair is gorgeous. She's moving around gathering up her briefcase and stuff, preparing to go to work. But we don't see her face yet. She is by herself, she lives alone.]

[Outside sidewalk scene. People walking in a busy city. From the rear, we see our gal, identified by her red blazer. Her sexy legs and high heels evident, she stops at a sidewalk news stand to get a paper. She sets her coffee down to pay. At the same time, a man in a long, tan overcoat does the same thing. We only see him from the rear, or a tiny bit of the side. We don't know what he looks like but his dark hair is perfectly cut and has the right amount of product in it. We can tell he's got some money and power.]

[Close-up. Coffees on the shelf at the news stand. There is confusion as a man's hand and a woman's hand reach for the cups, not sure which was which. There's some back and forth. The hands each pick up a cup. Hold for three seconds. Both cups come back down. The hands then reach for the Other cup.]




The Imperfect Storm Ch. 06



[Pull back. We are at John Doe's back at the newsstand. From the side, a beautiful face appears. She turns to face John Doe. She looks a little aggravated, like he might tell him to pay attention or something. But suddenly she stops. We see his head moving slightly, he gestures with his coffee, he's talking to our girl. Her slight scowl turns into a cautious little grin... and then a big smile. She tilts her head ever so slightly. (Note: Her eyes are 'radiant'. Use eyelight on camera so light reflects on her eyes.)]

[Wide street shot. From the rear, we see John Doe in tan coat walking with our girl in her red blazer. They are casually bumping into each other.]

[Black]

Woman speaking:  And then, I was not alone.

[Montage. (All shots have camera sliding left-to-right. We always see our gal full face, full body, but we only ever see John Doe's back. He is always identified by the tan overcoat)]

[Fancy Restaurant. Our gal is being seated at a table, the hostess takes John's coat. We see her talking animatedly with wine on the table. She eats a piece of steak, listening attentively.]

[Hockey rink, like a practice facility. The team all waves to John Doe. They smile and give approving looks to our gal. A puck hits the glass. Our gal jumps into his arms. He doesn't flinch and holds her.

[NIghtclub] We see her in a different, hotter outfit (to be chosen later) but has some red in it. She's dancing in a sexy way. He's got rhythm and some moves, but is subdued. She's doing all the good stuff. We see her laughing at the bar, facing him.]

[Black]

Woman speaking:  You took me...

[Montage. Again, we see her face and body etc. We only see him from the back. He is identified by a tattoo of an eagle on his shoulder.]

[Bedroom. Nighttime. Shadows. Low light. Undressing scenes. He takes off his coat. Cut to taking off his shirt. We see the eagle on his shoulder. Our gal is on her back. Hair fanned out perfectly on the pillows. The back of his head next to her, buried in the pillows. They are fucking. He is resting on his forearms like a gentleman. Camera pulls back. We see that she is grabbing his ass, pulling him into her. For the first time, we hear sounds. They are both grunting and gasping and "Ohhh" and "Yes" etc. They both stiffen. Close-up on her face. Her eyes glint. We can tell she cums as she tilts her head back, her mouth opens, she smiles beautifully, then she grabs his head and nuzzles his neck, squealing a little bit.]

[Different Bedroom. His. Daytime. From the rear, we see him and his tattoo mounting her from behind. She's on all fours. We clearly see her breasts swaying, her thighs shaking from his strokes. Cut to front view close-up her face. She's breathing hard, we can see and hear her saying 'yes, yes, yes'. Close-up, side-view of his thighs crashing into her thighs. She pulls forward and off him. His big cock is sticking straight out. She quickly turns around and puts her mouth on his cock. She strokes him hard. Pulling back, she looks up at his face (offscreen) and opens her mouth. She jerks him a couple more times and cum shoots all over her nose, cheeks, mouth, lips, hair. Laughing, she swallows down the parts that went in her mouth.]

[Her Bedroom. Different day. The back of his head is to us, but we can see that he's eating her pussy. Close-ups: Man's tongue in wet cunt. Man sucking on pussy lips. Man's finger going in and out of her. Two fingers. Three fingers. Four. Cut to close-up her face. Her hair is a mess, she's slightly sweaty. She arches her back and cums, thrashing around.]

[Different Session. She's on all fours. She turns to look at him. She has a questioning, doubtful, look on her face. We see his tattoo, he moves his hands and shakes his head as if explaining or re-assuring her about something. She looks unconvinced. Close-up. He squeezes a gel into his hand, and strokes his cock with it. It's very lubed up. Camera follows his hand as he places some gel on her asshole. Close up her face. Scrunched up. Not so very happy. Close-up her butt. His cock is knocking at her back door. Alternate shots between her face and her ass. Even more scrunched up face. We see the head of his cock enter her has, there's resistance, then it pops in. A look of sheer terror on her face. He pushes and pulls his cock in and out, he's almost all the way in. She looks scared, her head shaking as he begins fucking her. He's pulling all the way out now and slamming it back into her ass. She grimaces. He grips her hips for more power and buttfucks her hard. Her face softens. He pistons into her ass. Her mouth opens, we hear her, quietly at first, "Fuck... me... fuck me." then louder. "Fuck ME Fuck My ASSHOLE GODDAMMIT!" Sweat drips onto her from him. He pushes her fully onto the bed. She screams into a pillow, holding it tight. He jerks hard, and so does she. He trembles and throbs, obviously cumming inside her butt. Her hair, wet with sweat, streaks across her face. Close up of a white wall. His hand moves into the shot. He snaps his finger, and points downward. We see her looking offscreen. She gets up off the bed and squats on the wooden floor. She plays with her asshole a little, cum starts dribbling out. When it's all out. she gets down on her knees, holds her hair back with one hand, and proceeds to lick it up of the floor. She swallows all she can. She looks up, tentatively. Then she smiles as he places his hand on her head. She crawls up to him and licks his cock and balls.]

[Black]

Woman speaking:  You taught me... things I never even dreamed of...

[Montage. Candle wax dripping on her tits. Her tits being spanked. Her ass being spanked. Her face deep-throating him. Sucking cum off the floor. Cum dripping into her hand from her cunt, she drips it into her mouth. Her hands tied behind her back, mascara running down her face, his cock furiously fucking her mouth. We hear "Yes" and "Fuck me baby" and assorted other things showing she loves it. She sits on his face, cumming. We see them coming out of the nightclub, into the alleyway. He points to the trashcan. She walks over, hikes up her short skirt, spreads her legs, grabs her pussy, and tries to pee on it. He fucks her from behind, hard. We see her in her apartment, hands tied in front of her, tied to a jacket hook on the wall, her forearms parallel with the wall, leaning against it, she's bent over, her gorgeous ass stick out, he takes her from there, we see her face smiling, she loves it this way. Cumshot to her face. Cumshot to her tits. Cumshot to her face. Cumshot in her mouth. Slo-motion cum, traveling through the air, catching her in her mouth, she smiles as it hits her lips and teeth, her tongue bringing it to her throat.

[Black]

Woman speaking:  You had me completely.

[Sitting at table, looking at computer advertisements. The back of his head nods. She is unpacking kitchen things in a new apartment, bigger, nicer. Cumshot to her face. She picks up his dry-cleaning. Cum dripping from her pussy. She makes dinner. She sucks his cock, turns her head, and sucks another cock, she looks up, we see his head nodding yes, two cumshots to her face. She vacuums the apartment. She looks apprehensive, we see him nodding again, she shrugs her shoulders, she dips her tongue into a woman's vagina. Vagina Squirt to her face. She's getting the mail. He fucks her as she's tied to the wall again. She's at the office doing shit. She's getting fucked from behind as she sucks another guy's cock. She's getting dressed in the mirror, she looks so happy. He comes up behind her, whispers in her ear, and they go offscreen, they appear to go to a kind of a S&M club, big black guy at the door lets them in after looking around surreptitiously.

Woman speaking:  And I thought I had you...

[She's laying naked on the bed, asleep after sex, He's dressed, putting on his tan overcoat, he reaches in to his pocket, pulls out a ring, he slips it on his left hand ring finger, he leaves. She's tied on the wall again, bent over, he's taking her from behind, she's loving it, he looks at his watch, oral cumshot and swallow, she looks so happy. She's at the apartment dinner table, alone, waiting. They are having missionary sex, he seems to finish, but she's nowhere near. She looks out the window on the rainy street, she's alone. She's tied on the wall again, her face looks concerned, her eyes dart about, he cums on her ass, just a little bit comes out, he wipes it up and feeds it to her, she licks it, trying to be sexy. They are fighting in a restaurant. He leaves. She follows. Many city blocks. We see a woman stepping out of her brownstone house, manuevering a baby carriage. From behind, we see our man enter the picture, her eyes light up as she sees him. They hug and kiss, and take the baby on a walk down the street. Our girl, always shot with the lights reflecting in her eyes, is now shot with the lights turned off, her eyes appear dark, lifeless.]

Woman speaking:  You cast me adrift... without an anchor...

[Our girl is having random sex. Montage: some guy fucking her hard, she's sweating, but her face is blank, she's not into it. Cumshot to her mouth, she dutifully swallows it without joy. Two guys fucking her, two guys cumming on her, she performs her duties. Guy fucks her from behind in the alley of the nightclub, she calls out 'oh yeah fuck me harder' with no real enthusiasm. She stares blankly at her computer screen at work. A guy and girl are fucking with our girl, we see her have an orgasm, and a faint smile, but it fades. Another guy fucks her in the alley and pushes her down. She lays in the puddle where she fell, not getting up. A baglady comes by and takes her shoes. Other people stop and point. Ambulance comes. Crowd shot of gawkers. We see the same big black guy from the S&M club. She's back home, doing shit around the house. not smiling. The big black guy shows up at her door. They talk into the night.]

[Dungeon? Our girl is in a bright red partial corset, partial as her now hairy pussy is exposed. Her thigh-high red leather boots look spectacular. Her face is made up with some severe looking make-up job. Riding crop in her hand, she is the perfect image of a BDSM Mistress. We see the black guy again with a naked guy. The black guy is training her, correcting her moves, making sure her posture is dominating. She is whipping her trainee boy, she begins to like it.]

Woman speaking:  But without you, I would not have found my calling...

[We see a line of several people, men and women, at the door of the 2nd avenue club. Inside shot. Our gal is counting hundred dollar bills. There's several stacks of them. Black guy sticks his head in, she nods. Montage: Our girl dominating many people in dungeon environment, girls, guys, girls and guys. She yells at them, taunts them, ties them up, fucks some of them, sucks some of them, spanks and whips them, licks cum from her high heels. She counts her money. More customers. We hear voices, "Please Mistress," "Yes Mistress," "No Mistress," "I love you Mistress," "I love you Mistress," "I love you Mistress"... We see her at her old job, cleaning out her desk. More shots of her dominating people.]

Woman speaking:  And then... you came back...

[Tan overcoat man enters the club. Everyone knows him and is glad to see him. Big Black shakes his hand enthusiastically, walks him to a private room. Our guy signs the consent form and hands it to Big Black, who then also takes the clothes from our boy, as it seems he has many times before. Big Black chains him in the middle of the room, obviously with our man's consent. He then blindfolds him. From the back, we see the eagle tattoo on his shoulder. Big Black enters our gals private room. He points to a video monitor, where our gal recognizes the man in chains. She turns and stops, her hand coming to her face. Then we see her smile and grab a little satchel full of things]

[Dungeon. We see our girl enter the dungeon, smiling at the man. Blindfolded, he doesn't know what's happening, but he's smiling as he stands naked and chained in the center of the room. Our girl traces her riding crop down the side of his face, down his chest and abdomen, and then she whacks his thigh hard. He jumps but keeps on smiling. Our gal smirks and moves around him sensually, rubbing herself against his well muscled body. We can see his cock rising. We see him trying to talk with her, but she won't answer. Finally she stops in front of him, and lowers herself down to his cock and sucks it. She sucks it very well, very deep. We see his face contort as if he's about to cum. She stops, and stands up. We can see him pleading, struggling for release of his cum. Instead, she leans forward and kisses him lightly. He strains to push against her but she's too smart for that. He relaxes and they kiss more, their tongues coming together, her hand sliding behind his head. She eventually pulls back. He looks thoughtful, like this could be, might be, familiar or something.]

[Close ups. Our gal reaches into her bag and pulls out something we can't see. She yanks off his blindfold. He blinks a lot, we see his face for the first time. He's rather handsome. He blinks several times under the light, then recognition dawns on him. He smiles at first, then tries to reach for her when he remembers he's shackled. A look of terror crosses his face. He struggles but she grabs him and straps a ball gag onto his mouth. He can scream, but no one will ever hear him. His dick is still hard. She spits in his face, then she kicks him in the balls. His eyes bulge and he collapses, only he can't because of his shackles. He moans and tears roll down his eyes as he hangs there. Our gal brings over a special bench and puts it in front of him. Carefully, she unlocks his arms and helps him fall onto the bench. She quickly shackles his hands down along the sides of the bench. She gets a strap-on from her bag, it's ridiculously big. He sobs more. She spits on it, sucks it, in front of him, then straps it on herself. She gets behind him and spits some more on his ass, then shoves it into him. His body goes rigid as he shrieks and screams, but to no avail. She pounds his cheating ass, hard. She pulls out of him, and removes his ball gag. But instantly she shoves the dildo into his mouth. She waves her hand.]

[Close up on Big Black as he walks in. Pull out, we see he's naked, with a big fucking cock hanging between his legs. We see terror again in our boy's eyes as he thinks he's going to get ass raped again. But instead, our girl undoes her strap-on and begins to suck Big Black's cock. She can only go down about three fourths of the way, but she's very enthusiastic. Our man is seen to be talking until she holds up the ball gag again, he shuts up. Big Black turns her over and fucks her hard from behind on the concrete floor. She loves it and yells and hoots and hoolers. Our man turns his head, Big Black slaps him and points his face back to the action.]

[Close up of our girl. We see the glint in her eyes again, she smiles and laughs and shouts as she cums full force from Big Black's fucking. Presently, she gets close to our boy, putting her face next to his. Big Black puts his cock in her mouth and with short but fast strokes, fucks her face hard. His face tightens up as he cums, our gal catching all of it in her mouth. She looks at our tattooed friend, Big Black holds his mouth open, and she spits it into our guys face. Most of it lands in his mouth. Big Black points a big finger at him, and he reluctantly swallows.]

[Alleyway. Our boy is seen being thrown into the alley. He's got his pants on, he stumbles in the garbage piles. Shoes are tossed at him. Then his tan overcoat.]

[Our girl smiles, the gleam in her eye still. She and big Black look at a clipboard, and start pointing at some things in the dungeon. Camera pulls back, she is making motions as if they are going to redecorate the dungeon with some new stuff.]

[Fadeout]

My girls just sat there, staring off into space.

"Well?" I asked. "Anything?"

Finally, Stacy spoke up. "Well, where to begin. It's so full of cliche's that it almost hurts my feelings. Your characters are cardboard, the plot is obvious, and the ending is somewhat weak."

I looked dejectedly at the carpeting.

"But!" Stacy continued. "Hey, look at me. I'm not done. But! I'm also incredibly tuned on and if You don't touch me in about 5 seconds I'm going to scream!"

"Really?" I asked. "You got horny form it?"

"3 - 2 -" she counted down.

I jumped beside her on the couch and hugged her. I put my hand in her crotch, I could feel the heat from her as she clamped her legs down and dry humped my hand. I looked over at Whitney.

"Well, what did you think, baby?"

"I'm a little stunned. Stunned at how fucking psycho you are. Stunned that I liked most of it. Stunned that I wanted that big black guy to fuck him in the ass at the end."

I laughed at that.

Missy spoke up. "Trent, I already came in my shorts, look." She stood up for us, her wet spot very apparent. She shook her head and took them off. No panties, of course. She likes going commando.

"You have to film it," Melissa continued. She sat back down and lazily rubbed her pussy. "But, can you? That's a lot of people! Do you know any big black guys?"

"No, I have no idea how to really do this. It just came to me one day."

"Seriously?" asked Whitney. "Things like this just come to you? You are a warped little individual, aren't you!" But she said it with a twinkle in her eye.

I was still rubbing Stacy through her pants when she said to Whitney. "Hey middle sister. You said nothing's changed between all of us, right? Well I need to get fucked right fucking now so join in or whatever but I need this man!"

Whiteny laughed. "You two, or you three go on without me. I'm still going through my clothes. Don't be all day, though. We've got to get back, Trent. Big day tomorrow."

Right. Big day at my new job tomorrow. But... it's a pretty big day right now, too!

Missy came over to us, but Stacy stopped her. "Honey, sweetie, could you just give me ten minutes? You can sit right there and watch or whatever, but can i just get a little 'Trent' time alone? Please? You can have him afterwards."

A little sadly, Melissa sat back down on the couch. But she kept fingering herself and watching us.

Stacy hurriedly undressed, I did too. I like having sexy girls all around me, but I also like the one-on-one stuff too. Stacy laid down on the couch, pulling me on top of her.

She whispered so Missy couldn't hear. "Just fuck me. Now. I'm ready, just put it in."

I maneuvered between her legs, my cock found her wet pussy waiting. She was ready, alright. Ready, waiting, and fucking oozing on my cock. She kissed me as I slid deep into her. Little "oh's" and "yes"es escaped from her lips. She whispered more to me.

"Thank you for the movie script... I'm so flattered... and you're going to be the guy, right?"

I nodded affirmative.

"There's so many cumshots from your character... so much cum... I believe I get covered in it a few times... covered in your cum... oh you fuck me so well... cover me in your cum... always... never stop... and fuck my ass, and tie me to a wall... and fuck me with another guy... I'll suck both your cocks at the same time... but I'll never kick you in balls baby... never...Oh I like it nice and slow like this... but you can do anything to me... slap me... spank me... spit on me... oh you like that?"

I erupted inside her. Talking to me like that, it kills me. Having her tell me over and over that he wanted my cum, well I couldn't keep it inside any longer. My throbbing cock triggered her orgasm. Stacy kissed me deeply as her pussy walls contracted on raging cock.

"Okay okay!" Missy interrupted. "Break it up you two! What is this, amateur hour? Quit fooling around and fuck me hard, Trent!"




The Imperfect Storm Ch. 06



Missy crawled on top of Stacy, but backwards, so they got into a sixty-nine. Missy plopped down so her cunt was right in Stacy's face. I smiled at Stacy as she extended her tongue and licked her sister's already dripping cunt.

My cock managed to return to ramming size. I was a bit surprised. Three big cums already today, and it's only around 2 o'clock!

I forced my cock into Missy cunt, pushing her juices aside. My balls dragged on Stacy's face. I know she didn't mind.

Whitney walked by and smiled at me. She really doesn't mind, I thought.

"Hey baby/" I said to her. "Grab that little camera, I think it's charged enough. Yeah turn it on, hey everyone, say 'Hi' to Kylie!"

Whitney pointed the camera down at Stacy's face. "Hey Kylie! Wish you were here!"

"Come here!" said Missy. "Point it at me! Ok good. Hey Kylie, look at this!"

Missy dipped her tongue into Stacy's pussy. She slurped up some cum into her mouth.

"Mmmm, huh? Maybe you'd like me to do this to you? Huh? Maybe? Yeah? We'll have a contest to see who has the bigger tits and the winner gets--"

"Kylie's are bigger," I interrupted.

"And the winner gets," Missy continued, trying to think of something. "She gets her tits spanked by everyone! HAhahaha! Come on and fuck me harder Trent! Don't be a pussy!"

Whitney pointed the camera at me.

"Hey sister. Just fucking around. My dick is tired. You better leave me alone tonight. You Slut!"

Whitney pointed it at herself. "I don't know why I'm here. These assholes are just fucking around and ignoring me. I need some milk therapy tonight. Ple-e-e-ase?"

I slapped Missy on her ass cheek, hard.

"OW! What was that for?"

"You called me a pussy!" I teased.

"Well, you are!"

SMACK on her ass! you could see my fingers left a red mark on her cheeks.

"That didn't hurt!"

SMACK!

"Ow!" she cried out. "Ok that one did... OW! Shit!"

"Hey Trent," said Whitney. "I'm getting great footage of this down here. Your cock looks amazing in Missy's cunt, and Stacy is licking your shaft and her pussy... this is great!"

Well, it felt fucking great. Missy's tight pussy felt so great, and Stacy's tongue pressed hard on my cock as I rammed it in and out of Missy. How much of this can a man take? Only a couple minutes, it turned out.

I looked down at Whitney, she saw my face and came up and laid her face on her sister's ass cheeks, opening her mouth so seductively.

I pulled my cock out and jerked it onto Whitney's face, streaking across Missy's ass in the process.

"Put it back in!" begged Missy. "I need it to cum!"

Whitney gave it a few good sucks, and I rammed it back inside Missy. I managed to fuck Missy a little bit more. Combined with Stacy licking her from underneath, my shrinking cock got Missy off, her juices dripping down onto Stacy's face.

You gotta love sisters, man!

( . Y . )

Well, Monday sure was wierd.

Spent the morning doing the usual Human Resources stuff; filling out forms, getting oriented, photographed, fingerprinted, passwords, all that junk.

My temporary supervisor, Steve, took me to lunch at a very expensive place, Ribeye steaks! But no drinks, which was good because I was anxious to get started. Steve took me to my office and introduced me around to people. Steve was showing me the ropes as my immediate boss, semi-hot looking Taylor Worthington, was traveling with my brother in the Orient.

So as he's leaving, Steve reaches into his pocket and slides me two tickets to the hockey game on Friday. The team is owned by the company, he says, we always get tickets. Enjoy! Well, ok, thanks.

And then, one of my co-workers comes by, re-introduces himself, and says hey, got an extra $100 gift card to Outback Restaurant, and why don't I take it? Um... I guess...

It continued throughout the afternoon. People came by and gave me gifts. Or, tried to give me gifts. After an hour of this stuff, about 5 different people, I said "enough" and declined all subsequent gifts. I mean, this was fricking weird. It's like I was being paid off, or extorting these people, or something. I don't know what.

Anyway, started looking into our security protocols and found them to be in massive disarray. And I couldn't figure out why. I mean, this shit isn't that hard, how could it be configured to have some gaping holes?

Got a call from my Brother, Richard AKA Dick, late in the afternoon. He was in Malaysia, where it was early morning.

"Hey buddy! How's your first day?"

"Yeah, great! Everyone's been real cool and all."

"Any problems?"

"Well... yeah... Everybody is trying to give me gifts. I don't get it. I refused them and returned most of them. What the hell is going on?"

"Tre-e-e-nt! Buddy! Don't worry about it! They're just glad to have you aboard and all. It's something we do for everyone."

Hmmm, right. Even the assistants? The secretaries? They've got $100 to just hand out? Doesn't sound right.

"Yeah Richard. Well I just don't feel good about it. Anyway, I'm patching up the security holes--"

"Whoa!" said Dick. "Take it easy buddy, it's your first day. Don't worry about that, it's pretty complex--"

"No, really, Dick. It's no problem. I'm almost--"

"Ok Trent. Slow it down. What we need you to work on is in the E-mail Taylor sent you, so just do that until we get back next week."

We talked a little more and hung up.

That night, I was really worried about what I had gotten myself into.

Kylie and Whitney managed to take my mind of things, though. Whitney sucked my cock while I was trying to milk my sister dry (it never happened, she always had more). Kylie started talking to me.

"I liked that little movie you guys sent me yesterday!"

"Mmmm Hmmm." I didn't like letting go.

"I uh... haven't seen the girls in almost a year, you know."

"Mmm."

"Maybe we should have them over this weekend?"

"Mmmmm!" I nodded my head. Yes, let's have them over!

"But... well I don't know if they'll like me..." she drifted off. This is one of those things guys don't get. Is she really nervous or just fishing for compliments? Fortunately, Whitney piped up.

"Like you? Missy is completely ape-shit about you! Say the word and she'll be here as soon as she can. Stacy, too." Whitney went back to sucking my cock.

"But," Kylie continued. "She said something about spanking my tits? I don't know, that sounds kinky."

Reluctantly, I released her nipple and swallowed. "Sweetie, don't worry. I've got the slow motion camera so we'll be able to capture all of it."

"Oh," Kylie replied, sarcastically. "Good, cuz that's what I was worried about! Dumbshit. Suck me harder."

I grabbed both her tits and mashed them together, trying to get both nipples in my mouth. If I pulled really hard on them, I could. Warm momma's milk poured down my throat as Whitney increased her mouth pressure on my cock. I hadn't cum in over 24 hours, I had a shitload saved up. Ecstatically, my sperms fired into Whitney's mouth. She carefully captured all of it.

Whitney pushed Kylie on her back, and drizzled my cum all over Kylie's leaking tits. Then, holding them together, Whitney buried her face in Kylie's soft, cum-covered breasts. She kissed Kylie, sharing some of my cum with my sister. I pushed a milky tit into the mix, they both played and licked it up.

"Trent," began Kylie. "Will you... maybe... make a movie of just me and Whitney here? I think it would be nice."

Fuck, yeah. I'll make all the movies I can of these two.

As soon as I get this job shit settled down.

Richard's supposed to go to China in a few days, and then home. I think we'll clear up all this shady shit.

( . Y . )

Thanks for reading. I think we'll have the final chapter in a few weeks.