8 comments/ 109649 views/ 47 favorites Truth or Consequences By: Many Feathers Trust me. Growing up in a house full of women wasn't easy. Especially when you're the only male, and the youngest to boot. Dad had died when I was very young, leaving mom to raise three girls and a boy pretty much by herself, though she did have help from her own twin sister, my Aunt for several years following my father's death. Twins tended to run in the family. Two of my sisters were also twins, two years older than I was, Stacy and Tracy. And then we had an older sister, who was four years older than I was, Christine, though we had always called her Chrissy as kids, and then later simply Chris. My mother's name was Darla, and my Aunt's name was Marla. Yeah, go figure. But like I said, it wasn't so much the rhyming name thingy that drove me nuts, as it was in having to share two bathrooms with a house full of women. Needless to say, I always got the short end of the stick when it came to alone bathroom time. Having any time to myself was virtually impossible, even in my own bedroom, which got progressively worse of course as we all grew older. A closed bedroom door didn't mean anything, for me at least. The twins very often barging in on me under the pretense of doing something. (I didn't learn until a year or so later that they had done this in the hopes of catching me jerking off, though they never did.) But as we all grew older, suddenly ALL the girls seemed to need an inordinate amount of time just getting ready for school in the morning. And though mom shared her private bathroom with Chris, even then the twins took more than their fare share of time in the bathroom the three of us shared. Like I said. Trust me. It wasn't easy. But it had been at times...interesting. ** I guess with so many women dressing and undressing haphazardly and in a frenzy half the time, one would think you'd get used to seeing so many different bras, panties and what have you laying around. Well, at least in my case you certainly didn't. And especially when it couldn't be helped that I would on some few occasions, catch my sisters, and mom included at times in various states of dressing or undressing. Nudity had never really been an issue at home, at least early on anyway. But about the time I hit puberty, mom had had a pow-wow with the girls and admonished them all to be a bit more discrete around me after that. Even then I still got an occasional glimpse of a boob here, or an ass there. But it was still the sight of my sister's lingerie, draped everywhere, or tossed upon beds or chairs as I roamed about the house that fueled my fantasies. It was a virtual smorgasbord of delectable and delicious unmentionable attire that constantly bombarded me. Seriously, taking a shower (when I could) with several pairs of this and that hanging all over the bathroom, or a hamper full of the stuff, kept me in an almost near constant state of arousal. Even if it was my very own sisters...and on occasion, though I'd never admit that, thoughts of mom too whenever I'd inadvertently seen her. Let's face it and be honest here, my sisters, and mom included...were all damn good looking! Even at forty-four years of age, mom looked ten years younger than that. With dark shoulder length hair, an attractive figure, which included a set of full breasts, she looked more sister to Chris than in many respects to her own twin sister. Chris had dark hair as well which she wore long and full, nearly reaching the upper slopes of her ass. Needless to say, she spent a great deal of time in the bathroom brushing and taking care of it just for that reason alone. She too had nice breasts, which I had been fortunate enough to have seen more so than any of the others early on as she very often sat in front of her vanity mirror brushing it, usually topless when I had been younger. My periodic meanderings into her room to talk to her about this or that while she did so, afforded me the excuse to look at her. Something I did without her thinking too much about it, before mom held her meeting with the girls of course. As for the twins, they too had tight supple bodies, both gymnasts in school, and though they didn't have nearly as big of breasts as Chris or mom did, it was obvious that what they did have was "firm and perky" as I eventually would learn. They certainly gave me plenty of masturbation material to work with, with that many women running around, who needed magazines to look at? Constantly being hugged, coddled, or kissed was just an affectionate way they all had of looking out for me. Just as long as they kept it to a minimum when any of my friends came over. Though I think they did it more often, and on purpose, when any of my friends where there. And I have to say, though early on when I was younger I didn't really think about this in any real depth, especially as my sisters tended to tease the hell out of me, or aggravate me to no end for their own mutual pleasures. But the truth of it was, we were all very close, usually supportive, and in a sense very protective of one another as well. Though like I said, when I was a kid, I didn't exactly see it that way. Not until much later, and not until I had finally graduated from high school myself did I finally reach a point where I felt more of an equal to the rest of them, and was finally treated that way in some respects. Save for the bathroom maybe. And in addition to all this...mom had a firm rule that she had always insisted on. She wouldn't tolerate anyone lying to anyone, under any circumstances. She had always prefaced that with the words, "If you don't want to hear the answer, don't ask the question." Meaning that she expected everyone to be completely and totally honest about anything and everything that came up amongst ourselves. At times, that could be awkward, even embarrassing, especially when you were a young curious kid growing up. But it also had ramifications too, serious ones whenever I had been caught in a lie. Another one of mom's stern warnings. "Either truth...or consequences." A term that my sisters, all of them...at times turned into almost a game, especially when they were in one of those moods to tease me almost unmercifully. Mom had a good job, though because of it, she periodically had to go out of town on business for two or three days at a time. Needless to say, whenever she did the twins and I tried to make the best of it, usually planning dinner around delivered pizza and movies, though I usually had to suffer through a chick-flick first before finally getting to watch whatever movie I'd selected. Chris was usually around to chaperone and play the role of mom whenever she was away. But even Chris allowed a great deal of latitude, very often joining us for a seat on the couch as we sat there in the evenings together watching the movies, or enjoying our time together. The thing was, the girls usually turned this into some sort of a pajama party, wearing their late night "comfy" clothes as it were. Which for Stacy usually consisted of nothing more than a tight fitting tee-shirt, no bra, and a pair of panties. Something mom would have usually frowned upon the girls wearing around me had she been there. Tracy was nearly as bad, though her preferred choice of late night sleep wear was a floor-length shift that was likewise form fitting. I had very often and clearly seen her hard extended nipples pressing against the material of her light pink sleeping attire, not to mention the way it likewise hugged the curvature of her ass. Chris was prone to wearing men's boxers for some reason. Hell, even I didn't wear those. Along with various tank tops or tee shirts, though as large breasted as she was, I rarely ever saw her not wearing a bra. Even so...she was just as fun to look at if not more so than the twins were. The girls had all started out the evening drinking some wine along with the pizza, allowing me my "one glass" as we settled in to watch the first movie together. The unexpected surprise being, this particular "chick-flick", had a bit of a sensual story line, including a great deal of nudity in it. Needless to say, I found myself sitting there in my chair becoming aroused. Though for the moment at least, I was keeping that fairly well hidden as I sat there in my chair hugging my favorite pillow just as I usually did. Unfortunately, that's when the teasing had begun when Stacy leaned over whispering to her sister when a particular erotic scene came on, the two of them then glancing over towards me as I sat there watching it, eyes glued to the action taking place. "I wonder if David is getting a woody," Stacy asked whispering, but yet loud enough that I heard her even then. Obviously I ignored her, though realizing I was in fact sitting there with an erection, now trying desperately to ignore that. Even Chris chimed in with a subtle warning to the twins. "Girls..." she said cautiously, though she had a smirk on her face even when she said it. "Well I bet he does!" Tracy then quipped looking at me. "Especially with the way he's holding that pillow!" Once again, "Don't ask the question if you don't want to know the answer," came to mind. So I sat there once more trying to ignore their obvious teasing, though even with Chris's admonishment, it continued. "Well, do you?" Stacy pressed. I glared at her, and then with as much resolve as I could muster, I answered her back. "No...I don't!" Even Chris looked at me when I said that, eyebrows raised. Admittedly, I probably should have answered her honestly, though even then I'm not sure the teasing would have ended there. The problem was, this was now a matter of "Is he...or isn't he, telling the truth!" "Prove it!" Tracy then quipped jumping in with her sister. "You know the rule! Truth...or consequences!" She then added. I looked at my eldest sister for support, but she once again lifted her eyebrows at me. "Don't look at me sport, you're the one who got yourself into this," she actually chuckled a bit. "If you don't, then the twins will have to suffer the consequences of calling you out. If you do...well, then unfortunately you'll have to suffer the consequences of lying about it." As I sat there pondering my immediate dilemma, I wondered if I might in fact bluff my way out of this, perhaps turn the tables on them. I wasn't one hundred percent erect, that I knew...though I wasn't exactly flaccid either. I was hoping that my "package" might not reveal to them that I was, or wasn't...one way or the other. And if I made it quick...maybe. I pulled the pillow away from my lap, not bothering to look down...merely hoping. "See! Told you!" Stacy quipped almost yelling, now forcing me to look down at myself. True, there was a noticeable bulge sitting there inside my briefs, but even from my vantage point, sitting at the angle it was, there was no concrete evidence one way or the other. "It's not...hard, hard." I said stammering a bit, still trying to build some sort of a defense for myself here. "Hard, hard?" Tracy now squeaked, giggling excitedly. "You mean to tell me that's not fully erect? Sure as hell looks like it!" She added, though I noticed as she said that, her nipples seemed to suddenly balloon considerably beneath her tight shirt. Maybe this wasn't the first time I'd been teased like this to some extent, but it certainly was the first time I'd sat for this long with my own sister's ogling my cock, even if I was still wearing my briefs. And now sitting here looking at the three of them, all of which...including Chris, had noticeably stiff looking nipples, I found myself now getting harder. "Well fuck...now I am!" I finally burst, feeling slightly embarrassed, annoyed, and yet excitedly aroused too. This conversation had gone in a very strange direction all of a sudden. "You were before," Stacy continued..."just more so now." She said a bit more softly, though her eyes were still glued to the front of my briefs. "Consequences," she then added looking up towards Chris. "Wouldn't you say?" I swear, even Chris's eyes seemed glazed over at this point as she absentmindedly wetted her lips which had suddenly gone dry as she spoke. "Probably," she almost whispered, then speaking up, "Like what?" She asked turning towards the twins. I knew then I was in trouble...big time!" "Strip!" They said exactly at the same time, though this wasn't the only time the girls seemed to be on the same wavelength. "Now you have to..." "Show it!" One began, the other finishing the exact same thought. "Yeah...right!" I said grabbing my pillow once again, hiding my obviousness now. "Like I'm really going to show you my dick," I said trying to laugh it off, which is when Chris sat up leaning forward, looking at me purposely. "Consequences David, come on, be a sport. You know damn good and well you'd make them pay for lying about something." "Yeah? Well...this is different!" "Oh? And how's that? If you'd just answered honestly in the first place, that would have been the end of it, maybe we'd have teased you a bit more regarding it...but since you out and out lied about it, that's why you're sitting here where you are now," Chris stated boldly. "Yeah...and with a hard on too!" Tracy giggled. "Come on bro...let's see it, pay up!" "Fine!" I said exacerbated, once more removing my pillow, tossing it at the twins though they ducked it as I missed the two of them, laughing. Though I certainly wasn't. I lifted up my ass, pulled down my underwear as my hard cock sprang up right in front of them. "There! Satisfied?" I asked putting it away again almost as quickly. "Nope! Not good enough!" Stacy exclaimed. "We said strip. You didn't. That means take them all the way off...and stand up now as an additional penalty for failing to do that!" Once again I looked towards Chris, but she was no help at all, still sitting there with glazed over eyes, licking her lips again. I just shook my head, stood up, pulled down my briefs and kicked them off entirely. Now with my prick pointedly standing fully out in front of me. However this time, I made no attempt at either covering, or retrieving my shorts either. Standing there, looking at my three sisters looking at me, was starting to turn me on. And even more so when Stacy likewise absentmindedly reached up and fingered her nipple for a second until she realized she'd just done so. Almost shamefacedly putting her hand back down. "Is looking at your own brother making you horny?" I asked staring my sister down. She looked up, shaking her head. "Of course not...I was just..." "Liar!" I said spitting it back at her, looking over towards Chris again as she openly laughed. "Ah oh..." she mused still giggling. "Consequences," I returned looking at Stacy, though including Tracy even as I said that. "And what about you sis? You getting horny looking at your own brother's cock?" She at least was honest about it, though it took her a moment to answer the question, and even then, she only really answered it with an affirmative nod of the head. "Pay up," I said turning back towards Stacy again. "Now it's your turn." "To do what?" She asked worriedly. "What do you think?" I challenged back..."Strip!" Once again Stacy looked for help from her older sister, though none was forth coming. "That's not fair! If I have to...so should she!" Stacy said glaring at Tracy now. "Nah uh...I told the truth, you didn't. Strip sis!" She said smugly now, starting to enjoy all this. "Fine!" Stacy said, emulating the exact same words I'd spoken earlier. In seconds, she'd removed every stitch she'd been wearing, and was now standing there bare assed naked just as I was. Admittedly, I was at a loss for words. I'd caught glimpses...brief glimpses of everyone before of course, but I'd never been treated to a full on view before, and certainly never this close. "Wow," I actually breathed looking at my own very gorgeous sister. "So..." I found myself beginning to ask her. "Are you and Tracy truly identical in every way?" I wondered curiously speaking my thoughts aloud. "Almost," Stacy answered still glowering at her sister. "Can I get dressed again now?" She asked, getting an affirmative shake of the head from Chris, though not from me, though I too finally reached down retrieving my own underwear, slipping them back on just as my sister did. "What's...different," I actually asked while doing that, though neither of the twins answered as Chris herself then stood putting a quick end to all this anyway. "I think that's enough of Truth and consequences for tonight," she exclaimed. "I'm going up to bed before any of this gets truly out of hand. And I suggest the three of you do the same," she added to that, turning...and then left the room heading towards the stairs. I sat back down, after retrieving my thrown pillow. There was still a few minutes of the movie remaining though we'd all but forgotten about it. Not at all tired...certainly not now anyway, I wasn't about to head off to bed, determined to stick around, finish the movie...and hopefully, if the girls did head off to their own bedroom, put in another one, an X-rated one, and enjoy getting myself off as aroused as I honestly now was. The problem was...neither one of the twins seemed to be in any big hurry to leave either, especially now that Chris had gone off to bed. "I have to admit David...you're pretty big," Tracy suddenly announced. "Bigger than any I've seen anyway." "Yeah, you are," Stacy said joining in. "Just how big is it anyway?" She too wondered aloud. "Shit, I don't know...not like I've actually measured it or anything," I proclaimed, once again feeling nervous and uncomfortable here discussing this with my own sisters. "No shit? Really? You've actually never measured yourself? Don't all guys do that?" They almost spoke as one, talking over the top of one another as they each asked the questions. "No...we don't. At least I haven't anyway," I said speaking for myself at least. Which is when the twins sat looking at one another with smiles on their faces. "I'll get it," Tracy said standing, and then scurried off over towards the desk there in the den. "Get what?" I asked, though I now had some kind of an idea as to what they were suggesting here. Sure enough, she pulled an old wooden ruler out of the desk drawer. "This should work!" "Get real," I said looking at her. "You don't really think for one moment here..." "Come on, be a sport David," Stacy said. "Aren't you even the least bit curious yourself?" "It's not about the size...the quantity..." "I know, I know...it's the quality," Tracy laughed. "But we still want to know. Come on...now that we've already seen it anyway, why not?" "Because for one thing, I'm not exactly...hard again," I proclaimed, which was true...I wasn't. "So you wouldn't get an accurate measurement anyway. And I'm not about to sit here and wait until I am again either," though I paused...suddenly with an idea coming to my head. "Unless you give me some sort of incentive, something to help," I then added looking at the two of them once more. "Like what?" They both said again in exact unison. "Show me...the differences," I grinned back at them. "Do that...and then you can." ** The girls glanced at one another, grinned, and then stood as they began removing their clothes. Tracy was quicker, the simple pink form-fitting pajama gown she was wearing coming up and over the top of her head in seconds. Confirming my earlier suspicions of course, that she was entirely naked beneath it, which she was. Stacy was soon naked again too of course, and now the most noticeable difference between them was readily apparent. Stacy had a small neatly trimmed tuft of hair above her mound, whereas Tracy was completely shaved. Her pussy lips a bit more puffy and swollen perhaps for whatever reason, though I would have been hard-pressed to find any differences between their respective breasts whatsoever! They seemed to both have the same slight upward curvature to them, a little pointy, though not much. Each breast capped with twin light pink nipples, quarter-size at best areolas that almost blended in with the rest of their natural coloring, making it difficult at first to even make out their areolas at all, though the firmness of their actual nipples themselves was quite obvious. Truth or Consequences Just hearing her say that did it. I couldn't have stopped the geyser that followed if I had wanted to. The pleasurable rush of semen suddenly racing up my shaft, the incredible explosion that followed as streamer after streamer of white-hot sticky spunk flew from the head of my dick splashing against both of them. Tracy crying out in delight, Stacy I think actually climaxing as she squealed in surprise, panting and gasping, thrashing about some, though Tracy soon joined her as I finished unloading what had to have been at least nine or ten really hard felt spurts against the two of them. In seconds, their respective breasts were covered in my thick juicy cream, rivers of it running between, some clinging to their nipples like frozen icicles after a storm. They were still basking in it, giggling over the spectacle as I stood there. Sudden movement, though more shadow than anything catching my eye. I glanced over towards the hallway, not seeing anything, but now alert and aware. I waited, listening...sure enough seconds later, an all too familiar creak on the stairs, third one from the top. Normally you wouldn't even be aware of it unless you were listening for it, and I was. I couldn't help but wonder how much Chris had seen, or heard. And worse...how long had she actually been there? I decided not to say anything to the twins about it however. I didn't want to throw a damp towel over what we'd just enjoyed here together. But I figured, if anyone was really to blame for any of this...it was me. I'd give it a few more minutes, and then make my way upstairs to Chris's room, and take it from there. "Come on, let's go jump in the shower and then get ready for bed!" Stacy suggested, the two of them giggling as they both kissed me before scurrying off down the hallway towards mom's room. By the way they were acting, I had a feeling the night was far from over with for them. And even though it was still a delight seeing them leave, I now turned towards the stairs, slowly climbing them heading up towards my sister's room. As I reached the landing, purposely by-passing that third stair, I saw a feint light still coming from beneath the door in Chris's room, so I knew she was still up. More importantly, I wondered what she might say to me when I knocked on her door. Nervously, I approached, still wondering just how much Chris had indeed seen or overheard, and how bad it was going to be now that she had. ** I reached her door, tapping on in lightly, calling into her as I did. "Chris? Just wanted to say goodnight," I stated though it took an extra moment or two before she actually answered me. "Goodnight David," came her soft reply, though I couldn't really tell anything in the way she had answered. I waited a moment more, hearing nothing else, and then turned preparing to head down the hall to my room when she actually did call out to me again. "David?" I stepped back to the door. "Yeah?" "Can I see you for a minute?" She asked. I swallowed, blew out a breath and turned the knob on the door. It was open as I stepped into her room, still only wearing my briefs even then, though at least I no longer had an erection. Chris was laying in bed beneath the sheets. Though sitting up, she had pulled them up, trapping them beneath her armpits, and thus over her breasts. It was evident she didn't have anything on, which surprised me a little. "Yeah?" I said again standing there as she beckoned me over to her. "Sit down," she said patting the bed beside her, even scooting over a bit though she was still careful to take most of the sheet with her when doing that. "I think we need to talk," she informed me. Sheepishly I sat down next to her. "Figured you might," I began still wondering how on earth I was going to explain any of this. "I know...I know, things sort of got out of hand," I began as she looked at me in surprise. "So you...you knew I was there?" She asked. "Well, not for sure, and not really until...well you know, until I had...until I had climaxed. But then I saw your shadow, so figured you had been." "You actually jerked off...in front of the twins," she stated, though again her tone of voice wasn't telling me much. "Yeah, like I said, things sort of got carried away. We'd been talking about...well about stuff, and then one thing led to another, sort of a dare you thing I guess, and then all three of us sort of, well hell sis....we just got aroused and got carried away. I don't know how else to explain it," I told her. "Four," she said simply. "Four?" "Yeah...I was too," she said blushing herself now. "And I probably should have said something when I realized just how carried away things were getting. But I didn't. So I'm just as much to blame for any of that as the three of you are. I got aroused too, watching you, what I could see anyway," she added. But it was even hearing it...listening to what was being said that was arousing to me. Did the girls really take one another's virginity?" "Apparently, yes...with one of mom's toys even," I laughed easing the tension just a little. "Though I'm not sure she knows that!" "Probably not," Chris mused, snickering a little. "I do hope they washed it and put it back," she then added laughing again, though hearing her do that relaxed me considerably. "Surprised they didn't come ask me to borrow one of mine," she then offered which now made me laugh at that. "Though to be honest David, I'm even more surprised they didn't actually coerce you into doing it," she now said seriously. That one took me back a little. "And why would you say or think that?" I asked. "I am after all their brother. I seriously don't think...aside from what happened tonight, that either one of them has really thought about anything like that before." "You'd be surprised," Chris told me. "It's not the only time I've heard the two of them secretly discussing you. I know for a fact, they've long been curious about what you looked like, and how big you are." "Well, I guess they won't be curious any more now will they?" I realized, playing the entire evening inside my head again, though I also felt a small stirring occur when doing that, and knew then it was time to refocus here. "But I really am sorry sis..." "Yeah, me too," Chris said looking at me. "Sorry because I'm not quite as bold or as outgoing as the twins are," she continued...her hands suddenly coming up taking the sheet away as she revealed her magnificent breasts to me. I sat there open-mouthed looking at her. Watching as she continued to pull it away. And then she really did surprise me. Sitting there, as she totally and completely uncovered herself, I saw then that she had in fact placed a vibrator between her legs. It wasn't on...but it was fully buried inside of her. "As you can see...I really was horny, I was in fact masturbating when you called through the door," she now shared with me. "Thinking about what I saw, heard...wishing I'd been sitting there watching you myself. I didn't dare look after you stood up, or for sure you'd have seen me. All I could do was listen at that point. But...it was enough." "Damn sis!" I said my eyes glued to her neatly trimmed treasure. The pink knobby looking toy still sticking inside her as she only then reached down pulling it out. I was surprised to see her essence clinging to it. A bit of her own white frothy naughtiness adhering to the surface of the toy. She laughed at that. "What?" "I was two or three seconds away from climaxing when you knocked." I sat up even more. "Should I...should I leave?" I asked somewhat confused here, though her eyes said otherwise. "No! In fact...David," she said a bit more softly. "I'll be honest with you. I was jealous downstairs, jealous of the twins, jealous that I wasn't able to watch you or see you while you were doing that. I...I...I almost walked in." "You should have," I grinned. "I don't think either one of the twins would have said or done anything at that point...they were too far gone as it was, though again...so was I." Chris looked at my groin, the hard press of my swollen cock once more apparent. "Can I...can I see it?" She asked. "It's been a while," she lustfully added, only then easing the tip of the fake cock back inside herself. I was getting harder and harder by the minute. I leaned back on the bed, lifting my ass, reaching down and pulling my briefs down as I did so. My hard cock once more springing free. "Can I...touch it too?" She then asked though already reaching over towards it. I merely nodded my head, closing my eyes as the pleasurable sensation of my elder sister's hand wrapped around the length of it, gently squeezing. "Can I...touch your breasts?" I then asked in return. She smiled, shivered a little in excitement perhaps, though nodding her head yes. I moved over closer to her, now kissing, licking and then gingerly sucking one of her exquisite breasts into my mouth. She moaned, her hand tightening about my cock. "Rub yourself with it sis," I whispered to her around her breast. "Go ahead...do it, get yourself off with me," I urged her. She didn't even hesitate. Seconds later I felt the sweetness of her super-slick pussy. She had long since removed and actually tossed away the toy she'd had inside her. Her hand now working my shaft up and down the length of her swollen split. She was panting like crazy now, only moments away from what I knew was her release. My mouth still sucking, hands caressing and kneading her breasts. And then I felt the unthinkable, though I am sure we both did. Suddenly I felt the tip of my cock slip in, just barely, but enough to know it had penetrated my sister's cunt. She tensed, moaned, neither one of us moving. "Just say the word," I suddenly stated even before thinking about any "consequences" afterwards. "Fuck me, oh David...fuck me!" She said a hairs breath after that. ** I plunged in and out of my sister's cunt. The warmth and heat of it surrounding me. We could both easily hear the succulent juicy, even frothy sounds of her pussy as we fucked. Adding to our mutual delight and pleasure as wickedly decadent as it was. Bad enough....her brothers cock, my sister's pussy, the knowledge of what we were now doing, and then hearing it as we did. But at the moment...that was the farthest thing from either one of our minds. I felt Chris's nails digging into my back at the moment of her release, followed up by this amazing sensation as her cunt literally liquefied around me. I'd been with a few women who got "juicy-wet", which was exciting enough, but never...ever...anyone, or anything like this. I felt this incredible sensation of additional moisture, warm... bathing me as I continued to plow into that amazing place. Chris's cry of ecstasy and passion filling the air, a momentary worry for me as I wondered if the sounds had traveled enough to have been heard. Too late in worrying about that now, especially as my second orgasm of the night began. Not knowing though...and even more worried about that now, I pulled out. Realizing why perhaps, understanding without words, Chris suddenly scooted back on the bed. Even before the first shot of my spunk left the tip of my cock, Chris suddenly had it in her mouth. Shocked, surprised, I emptied myself into her, Chris sucking, swallowing, pumping my prick, urging out each and every hot-throbbing ejaculate from my dick until she had mercifully drained it. I collapsed back onto the bed, the smell of sex heavy in the air, the sheets soaked from our furious liquid coupling. I finally opened my eyes, though Chris hadn't as yet removed me, still licking and sucking me though I had softened considerably. "Wow...ah, you ok sis?" I found myself asking her. She looked up, a smile in her eyes as she answered. "You have no idea," she said pleasurably. "But..." "But?" "I think we really stepped in it," she said only then releasing my cock though she still held it. "I won't lie about this David, about what happened...I can't. So let's just hope we're not confronted with it, or asked about it. It might in fact be a good idea if we never mentioned that this ever happened." "Fat chance," Tracy said as the twins suddenly came walking into the room. "Yeah, and I thought I was loud whenever I came!" Stacy added. "Jesus sis...damn good thing it was just us and not mom who were able to hear that!" "Fuck..." Chris moaned rolling over, though not bothering with trying to cover herself, or hide the fact we'd pretty much messed up the bed. With her vibrator still lying on the floor, pillows now scattered from hell to breakfast, it was obvious the passion and wild abandonment we'd so recently shared. Stacy sat beside me on the bed, reaching over to clasp my very limp, very flaccid cock in her hand, even managing to milk out a droplet of cum which she wiped off with her finger, and then tasting it. "So I'm guessing this is pretty much done for the night right?" "You'd be guessing correctly," I told her. "And besides, I think it's probably a good time for the four of us..." I said addressing my elder sister as well. "To decide what happens...or doesn't happen next. Especially as we've opened a very taboo door here, and with mom still out of town for a few days yet. If we don't... then things are apt to become very awkward and uncomfortable around here, and I know for sure...mom will sense that the moment she walks in through the door. Unless..." "Unless?" Chris now questioned, though looking confused and totally unsure of herself. A look I had never seen on her face before. "Unless we come to an understanding, here...tonight...amongst the four of us," I suggested again. "Which is?" Tracy asked though smiling as she did so. "That we all agree...all this ends right here and now...or, we all agree, all of us...no exceptions, that if it's to continue, we do so with an open-mind, no threats, jealousies..." I said briefly looking at Chris once more, "And just see where this goes." I offered. We all sat silently thinking about it after that for a few moments. And then Stacy stood speaking up first. "Well, just so you all know, I have no intention of stopping anything, not until I've at least fucked him too, especially since Chris already has. So until I have...even if the rest of you decide not to continue on with this..." she let that hang there for a moment. And then Tracy said, "Ditto. That goes for me too," she said grinning at me, and then pouting as she looked down at my still very limp cock. "Let's give it at least a couple more days before we make any final decisions. At least until mom gets home. Maybe by then...we'll all know, and be in agreement by then. Everyone at least agree to that much?" As strange as it may sound, I'd have gone along with it either way. I was still dealing with my own mixed emotions at this point, as was Chris I'm sure. Lust, excitement, and arousal, no longer guiding my thoughts, though I also knew that could quickly change. Especially around these three. And besides, I was tired too, and felt like we could all use a good night's sleep. Maybe in the morning we'd all see things differently. Or...maybe not. ** At least it was Saturday, though even then I didn't sleep in as much as I would have liked to. I'd been tossing and turning most of the night...dreaming. And even then my dreams woke me...usually with a hard on. Visions of my sisters, sometimes singularly, sometimes all three of them together, kept invading my thoughts. I woke, unable to sleep any longer and headed downstairs to make coffee. By the time I arrived, Chris was already doing so, surprised to see me up and about already, and not having bothered to put anything on except for her bathrobe. When she turned, she had to gather it, closing it in her hand, the belt for it obviously missing. I saw those same sweet breasts I'd finally got to suck and play with, not to mention that neat dark tuft of hair between her legs where I'd so pleasurably fucked it the night before. "Coffee will be ready in a minute," she said sitting down, taking a seat at the table though letting go of her robe again, which immediately parted, exposing most of her bare breasts though I tried not to stare at her as I spoke. "Sleep well?" I asked. "No...not at all. You?" I shook my head no. "Tossed and turned most of the night, though I must have slept some, kept having these dreams," I admitted. "Yeah, me too," she said as well. "Good dreams? Or bad dreams?" "I guess it depends on how you look at it," I told her, only then coming to my own personal decision here. "What I can tell you is this...I enjoyed last night. A lot. And as far as I'm concerned, as long as everyone else is in agreement with it...I'd like to continue on with it. At least until we've all had time to make other final decisions regarding what's happened here. But I'm not sure I'm ready to do that...not without..." Before I even knew what was happening, Chris shot up over her chair and came over to mine. Suddenly she was sitting in my lap kissing me. And not like a sister either. "Obviously...I've already reached that very same conclusion myself," she told me. "Now...before the twins get up and discover we're up...how about you fuck me again," she grinned. Coffee would have to wait. ** Whatever indecisions or thoughts I might have had about all of this went right out the window the moment I felt my sister's hot wet pussy sliding down over my shaft again. Nuzzling her magnificent breasts once more as she did, filling my hands with all that soft pliant tit-flesh while she pleasured my cock was one hell of a nice way to wake up in the morning. And though not quite as frenzied as it had been the last time, it was still bad enough. The same slick sounds of her cunt, the bouncing of the chair on the floor perhaps, followed not too long after that by the same squeal of pleasured ecstasy, I soon felt my own about to join hers. "No need to worry David," she assured me. "I'm still on the pill, so go ahead baby...fill me. Fill me with all your hot delicious cream!" I began doing just that. Feeling my prick pulsate, release, pulsate and release again, over and over was almost mind-numbing. And of course, hearing the down stairs door to the twins room suddenly open and then close with a mad dash of feet coming up the stairs was no real surprise. We hadn't exactly been quiet again. "Jesus you two! Why don't you just blow a fucking bugle next time!" Stacy said entering the kitchen as we sat there, Chris no longer worried or concerned about what the twins might think. Her actions needless to say, speaking louder than words. Though Tracy, somewhat amused, wasn't very pleased none the less at finding us this way. "So how longs he going to be out of action this time?" She quipped coming over to take a seat next to us, though leaning in, looking down, and even tweaking one of her sister's nipples as she did that. "Ouch!" "You deserved it," Tracy told her. "Not fair. You've already fucked him twice now, and we haven't even fucked him once yet!" "I'm sure you two will get your turn. By the feel of it...he's still pretty firm, bet you could even climb on and get him hard enough again before you know it." "Coffee first," I said begging off momentarily, though this was looking to be one hell of an interesting day the way it had just started out. "Yeah, and a shower too," Tracy added turning towards her sister..."Unless you want sloppy-sister seconds," she laughed. Chris immediately cupped her quim, keeping all the juice I'd put in there from running down her legs as she prepared to head off back up the stairs again. "Hmmm, how about sloppy seconds that way," Stacy asked looking after Chris, and then followed her. "What are you doing?" Chris asked as Stacy caught up to her. "Something I've always wanted to do...but never had the guts to actually try...or do," she told her, and then pushed her back down into a kitchen chair. With a plop, still cupping her cunt with her hand, Stacy knelt down on the floor in front of her, forcing her legs apart. Truth or Consequences "Well I'll be damned!" Tracy exclaimed, giggling. "Save some for me sis," she quipped scooting over a chair in order to watch this, as I now did...after first pouring myself a cup of coffee of course. Even Chris was surprised by this, but only for a moment as suddenly her younger sister buried her face between her legs and began sucking out all the cum I'd just shot in there. "Holy shit," I said looking on. And sure enough, in seconds, I was fucking hard again. ** Now past her own shock at her sister's twisted boldness, Chris lifted her feet bracing them against the edge of the kitchen table, likewise spreading herself even more widely as Stacy continued to lap away at her now very exposed cunt. Still looking on in abject disbelief, Tracy suddenly reached down removing that all too familiar garment she slept in, once again confirming she was naked beneath it. She looked down at me then, seeing my hard stiff throbbing cock. I could see by the look in her eyes what she wanted to do. "Thought you wanted me to shower first," I laughed. "Fuck that. We'll shower afterwards. I'm too damn horny to wait now!" She charged, suddenly walking over, though turning around so as to continue to watch her twin sister going down on her eldest sister. And though this now effectively blocked my view, I didn't really mind as Tracy's pussy made contact with my cock for the very first time. Without any fanfare, she simply impaled herself, the entire length of my blood engorged cock now captured within the deep dark recess of her tight hot pussy. Though she sat, unmoving for a moment. "Hmm, stay still," she almost purred. "I just want to feel it being in there for a moment." I didn't mind that, I was in no real hurry myself, savoring the moment as well, though I did reach around her, gathering her small, yet firm pliant breasts within my hands, caressing them. "Ooh, that's nice!" She mewled again. "I do so love having my tits played with." "And I love playing with them," I told her only then thrusting up a bit, driving myself even deeper into my loving sister's cunt. She giggled, thrust back, and proceeded to ride me in a reverse cowgirl while looking on at her sister as she continued eating Chris's cum filled pussy. "My turn!" Chris announced a few minutes later. Reluctantly standing up again, Chris now helped Stacy to finish removing the rest of her clothes, taking her robe and spreading it out on the kitchen table. "Lay down," she said leering at my sister, though now my view was perfect as Stacy complied with her sister's instructions. Spreading out on the table, legs dangling over the edge just off to the side of where Tracy and I were. Sitting down in a chair now, Chris leaned forward, her mouth immediately seeking and finding Stacy's wet juicy split. "Who'd have thought my elder sister would ever eat pussy?" She laughed, though groaning in delight as Chris's tongue slowly ran up and down the length of her split. "There's a lot you don't know about me," she answered back. "Yours isn't the first one I've ever gone down on." There was obviously a story there, and I'd be interested in hearing it. But at the moment, I was too absorbed in the wild, wicked spectacle taking place all around me. Not to mention Tracy's wet slick cunt now pounding up and down like a runaway freight train on my prick. It wasn't long after that, that I felt the second orgasm of the morning begin to manifest itself. "Oh fuck...Tracy, I'm gonna..." "Yes! Yes!" She cried out interrupting me. "Shoot that nasty cum-fuck juice in my cunt!" She cried out, already in the throes of orgasmic bliss herself at this point. Feeling her pussy contract around me, spasms that clenched, milked and pulsated over and over, I released. Squirt after delicious squirt began filling my sister's cunt as she continued to sit there grinding against me now, receiving my hot nectar until I finally collapsed back, drained and exhausted. "Bring it here!" Stacy cried out having watched us, all the while Chris still lapping away at her pussy. Tracy immediately climbed up onto the kitchen table, straddling her sister's face now, cupping her mound with her hand, keeping my cream from dripping out prematurely. Once positioned however, she settled down onto her twin sister's face, a devious smile on her own face as she grinned at me. "She does eat a mean pussy," Tracy groaned as she knelt there over her sister's face, with me more than content to just sit back now...looking on. ** "Well, that was certainly interesting," Chris stated a while later as we all sat around the table, still naked, as she poured coffee for the four of us. "I think that's an understatement," I quipped smiling back at everyone, though we all were really. It was like seeing several Cheshire cats grinning at one another as we all fought to collect our wits and sanity after all that, though it was Stacy now who was suddenly pouting. "I still haven't fucked him yet," she suddenly realized as everyone laughed. "Give me a while...and this time, not before I actually do take a shower!" I informed her. "After all, we do have the entire weekend ahead of us you know." A knock on the door however suddenly had everyone looking at one another, and then scrambling. "Who the hell could that be?" Chris stammered as the twins automatically bolted down the stairs to their room. "I don't know...but somebody better answer it!" I said as we heard the knock again, followed by the doorbell. "You do it!" Chris threw at me. "I sure as hell can't, not looking like this, and smelling like pussy galore!" She cried out, already fleeing towards the stairs heading up to her room. With no other choice or options available to me, I quickly threw on my sister's robe, having to hold it closed with just my hand as she still hadn't found the belt for it, and headed towards the front door. I opened it, and there stood Marla, my Aunt, mother's own twin sister as she basically glared at me. "About damn time," she said pushing past me into the house. "What the hell's going on around here anyway?" Marla was carrying a sack full of clothes that mom had obviously loaned her to wear. Proceeding past me into the kitchen, with no stopping her as she did, I was hard pressed to explain the obvious disarray of the kitchen itself, chairs scattered about and situated as they had been earlier, not to mention four cups of still half filled coffee sitting on the table. My Aunt looked at me, up and down for a moment. "What?" I simply asked her, feeling extremely nervous at this point. "What's wrong with your robe?" She asked me point blank. Fearful, I looked down, worried I was showing or something, still having to hold it closed with my hand. "Nothing, why?" "Then explain to me why you're wearing your sister's bathrobe. I should know, I gave that to her as a Christmas present last year." "Fuck!" I thought silently to myself. "I ah...mines dirty... in the wash, so I grabbed this one to wear when I heard the doorbell," I offered weakly. She was still glaring at me, perhaps deciding if my answer was sufficient, though why I don't know. She turned, once again surveying the kitchen area. "And so...where is everyone? Obviously they were here," she said. Thankfully, Chris came walking into the kitchen at that moment, towel drying her hair as though having just come from the shower. "Hey Aunt Marla," she said walking over giving our aunt a kiss on the cheek, which Marla accepted of course, but now eyeing her suspiciously. "Something fishy going on around here," she then said taking a seat, motioning for Chris to pour her a coffee. "What do you mean?" Chris asked sounding perfectly calm, though I was far from it, especially standing there wearing my sister's bathrobe. "Well, for one thing...David's wearing your robe, and you're wearing your mothers. I know...because I bought that one for her too." Chris made a face at her, laughing it off. "David's was dirty, so he borrowed mine and then I borrowed moms," she replied simply. "What's so fishy about that?" I breathed a small sigh of relief for Chris corroborating my own explanation. Though that was short-lived however. "The smell in this room," she said eying the two of us. "If I didn't know better..." ** I almost let out a sigh of relief when my aunt stood, preparing to leave. "Yes, well...I promised your mother I'd drop by, check on you before she returned. She said something about coming back late Sunday night yes?" "Late Sunday yes..." I almost too quickly confirmed. Standing next to her, she sniffed, eye-balling me up and down once again, and then leaned over to give me a kiss on the cheek, likewise doing the same to Chris just as commotion from downstairs told us all the twins were on their way back up. "Damn..." I thought silently. "Aunt M!" The twins said jointly reaching the top of the stairs, rushing over to greet her. They had always called her that, though no one else ever had, and perhaps their being twins gave them some sort of special status and affection around their aunt, more so than Chris or I as her demeanor brightened considerably upon seeing them. "Was wondering where you two were," she told them. "Was just about to leave." "Yeah, we just got up," Stacy said though she and her sister were dressed at least, though Marla paused once again looking at them, and then us. "Just?" She asked. "Yeah...we just got up, thought we'd come up and see you, after we heard your voice up here," she responded back. Marla glanced at the table...at four cups of coffee sitting there. And suddenly sat down again. "Shit!" I said suddenly to myself as Chris likewise looked at me, worry on her face. I am sure she was thinking the exact same thing. "Ok...enough's, enough. I think it's time I got down to whatever the hell it is that's been going on around here," she said looking sternly towards the twins now, not even bothering to look at us again. "Too many puzzle pieces," she explained. "And let me put it bluntly for you all. For starters, I don't know a single man that would parade around in a woman's bathrobe...no matter what. Secondly...there are four cups of half finished coffee on the table, not two. Which tells me...the two of you aren't telling me the truth here. Third? Chris looks like she just got out of the shower, but her hair wasn't all that wet for one thing, and last but not least...I know the smell of pussy, and frankly David...you reek of it, though so does this entire room," she finished. That last comment had everyone standing there wide-eyed, though no one was saying a word one way or the other, which in my estimation, was as good as confessing we had in fact been up to something. Marla folded her arms over her breasts, sat back in her chair and glared at each of us. "I'm not going anywhere, until I have some sort of reasonable explanation, other than the ones you've all been trying to feed me. That...or I'll be calling your mother here shortly to let her know what it is I'm suspecting. So, it's up to you. Either come clean with me...or come clean with her...your choice, either way." As far as I was concerned, the jig was up. Bad enough that my Aunt was going to hear about all this, but that was a damn sight better than mom finding it out for herself. Though she could at times be a pain in the ass, the one thing I had learned about my Aunt, was she had always kept a confidence, leaving it up to us to deal with whatever consequences for our actions, whatever they might be. Just her knowing about it was usually enough to cause any one of us to fess up, make things right without her ever once having to say anything. But this went a damn sight further than anything we'd ever done before in having to fess up to. "I'd say you'd better sit down for this, but you already are," I began. "So maybe...we should at least all go into the family room and get comfortable. This is going to take a while." We had long known of course that my Aunt had been a so-called closet lesbian for years. And though she didn't really try hiding it, it just wasn't something we discussed or brought up around her. She had never married of course, and had a long time "friend" for several years until just a few short months ago, though they had never officially lived together. Unlike mom, my aunt hardly ever wore any makeup, which perhaps contributed to her looking a lot older than mom did. Beyond that, like Stacy and Tracy, they looked pretty much identical beyond that, and I very often wondered why my Aunt was into women...and why mom was certainly more interested in men. At least she was dating at the time, though nothing too serious. I sat, telling the story as honestly and as completely as I could from the very beginning. The twins fidgeting on one couch looking somewhat shame-faced, Chris sitting across from me, though next to our Aunt in matching oversized chairs. Twice I caught her trying to gather my attention, though I didn't want to stop in the middle of things...not yet, not while I had all this fresh in my mind. She eventually looked exasperated, shook her head dismissively, and eventually gave up. I figured whatever she was trying to tell me, or signal me...would just have to wait. Thirty minutes later, I had finished with her knock on the door. Whatever her thoughts now...well, we'd soon learn of the consequences. But at least I had told the truth. Sink or swim. Only then did she look around at each and every one of us. "Well frankly...I'm not too terribly surprised by any of this," she said pleasantly enough, though I had half expected her to explode or something, even prepared for it to some extent. "You four always have been rather close...especially lately, now that David's become obviously a virile young man. And judging by the size of his cock, I'm not too terribly surprised you all decided to sample it either," she added. It was then I looked down, realizing I'd been sitting there talking to her, with my robe having fallen open quite some time ago. I'd forgotten all about trying to keep it closed. "I tried telling you," Chris actually laughed. "But after a while I figured, oh hell...we've all seen it, might as well let Aunt Marla see it now too," she giggled again, which my Aunt suddenly did too, surprising, and actually embarrassing me a little as I suddenly grabbed my robe with my hand, closing it again. "Don't bother David," she told me standing up. "We're not done yet," she added. "There's a little matter we need to settle up with here first. You know the rules, same one's I have as your mother does. You all failed to tell me the truth when I initially asked you. So now, you get to deal with the consequences. So let me spell it out for you all. Either you all do...and I mean ALL of you do, what I tell you to do...or, I tell your mother everything you just told me, and let her deal with it. Those are your choices, period. So...which is it going to be?" For me, there was no choice. Whatever my Aunt decided we were going to have to do as punishment, far and away would be a lot easier than trying to explain any of this to mother, seeing her hurt, or obviously disgusted with us. And again...I had always admired my aunt for at least doing that. Keeping things between us whenever it came to that, which it certainly had now. And by the looks of it, so did everyone else as they all came to an immediate agreement. "So be it," she said sitting down in her chair once again. "OK all of you, stand....come over here in front of me." We all looked at one another, but then did so, waiting to hear what our punishment was to be. "Strip." She said softly, easily. I started to open my mouth to speak, but she just stared me down. "You heard me...now do it, like I said, without question. Unless you'd rather I pick up the phone here." Without so much as another word, we did so. Though for Chris and I, it was even easier. We just let our robes fall, revealing our nakedness beneath them, now only waiting on the twins as the girls methodically removed, and even folded their clothes on a nearby chair before walking over and joining us again. My aunt was staring at my cock, limp as it was. "I must say David. Even as limp as your dick currently is, it looks like it is, or at least can be...a pretty big one. Can't say as I now blame any of your sisters for wanting to try that one on for size." You could have heard a pin drop after she said that, though she continued a moment or two later, looking at all of us. "You know, I might be an old Dyke in some ways, at least in the way some might see or describe me. No secrets there, your mothers certainly always known I've had a thing for women. But...just because I do, doesn't mean I haven't on occasion enjoyed a nice ride with a man here and there either. I do know a nice cock when I see one." She then looked up at me, straight in the eye. "So my boy...let's see it. Make it nice and hard for me, let's have a look at it shall we?" She then stood, calling the twins over to her. "And while David's busy working on that, why don't the two of you undress me," she added. "I think we've got a long...long afternoon ahead of us here don't you think?" With that, Chris laughed, looking very much relieved, yet still somewhat confused. I knew I was, though I had taken a seat in the chair across from her as I began stroking myself in accordance with my Aunt's demand. The whole thing seemed surreal however even as I did that. Expecting far worse from my aunt, especially under the circumstances, now here we all were, once more headed for a day of incestual fun and excitement by the looks of it. Minutes later, my aunt too was naked, and admittedly, I found looking at her to be rather arousing and exciting. I know it probably had a lot to do with the fact she was my mother's twin. So in a sense, seeing my Aunt, was also seeing mom. It was a fine line I was walking here. Looking was one thing, doing was something else entirely. But, sitting here looking at my aunt as she now sat down on the couch in front of me, the twins now sitting on either side of her, fondling her rather large, somewhat droopy breasts, was exciting as hell. And I also noticed something else. Unlike mom, Aunt Marla had actually shaved her pussy. Something that was totally unexpected, especially from her perhaps. I'd seen mom quite by accident a few weeks ago, walking by her room as she was changing. Mom had a pretty full bush, trimmed yes, but she obviously still held on to the more traditional naturalness of her particular age group. Though looking at Stacy sitting next to my aunt, I again wondered why she insisted on keeping that small tuft of hair over her puss as opposed to just shaving it. "To each their own I suppose," I thought to myself, which obviously included my aunt now too. "Ok David, stand up...let's see it," my aunt told me. I did so, facing her, my cock hard enough perhaps, though not quite as thick or as full as it could get quite yet. "Now turn off to the side," she implored me, the tone of her voice taking on a rather lusty sounding edge to it, though she also addressed the twins too. "Pull on them harder girls, my titties like it rough," she informed them. "Gets me all nice and juicy," she added once more turning back to speak to me. "So David...how's it feel to have your own sister suck your cock for you? Did you enjoy it when she did that?" I looked at Chris, smiling yes, remembering yes, and felt my prick actually throb a little, as well as even harden a bit more too. Marla laughed, seeing my prick actually throb and bounce of its own accord. "I can see that you did...do," she added. "What about it Chris? How about you coming over here and kneeling in front of your brother for me. Let's see your technique, let's see how well you really can suck a man's cock." Truth or Consequences "Not like I have a lot of experience doing this," Chris informed her as she moved over to kneel down in front of me. "But...I will say, it did appear the last time that David certainly enjoyed me sucking him." And with that, she quickly wrapped her sweet lips around my dick and began knobbing the tip for me in a most delightful way. Admittedly, I think it was the combination of my sister sucking my cock, and looking over at my aunt and the twins that was making me weak in the knees. The girls were wildly molesting my aunt's tits, just the way she had asked them to do, handling them roughly, even slapping them repeatedly as she cried out in delirious pleasure, especially when they clamped on to her hard thick nipples, pulling and stretching them. I noticed too that the girls now knelt on the couch to either side of her, my aunt's hands busy between their legs, obviously fingering and toying with them both. An additional sight that had my cock throbbing in pure pleasured delight. "Ok, now let's see it," Marla said once again. Reluctantly, Chris let go, leaning back as my cock now as big and thick as it had ever been, pointed directly at my sister's face. "Now that's...one fucking hard looking cock!" She exclaimed. "Been a while too...and I think as appropriate punishment for lying to me earlier, that you're going to have to fuck me with that, don't you think?" Somehow, that didn't sound like punishment to me at all as I nodded my head in agreement with that. She slid off the couch at that point, getting onto all fours there on the floor in front of me. "Stacy honey? Come over here, lay down in front of me sweetie, so I can have a taste of that sweet little honey-pie of yours." Excitedly, Stacy did just that, scooting down, and then laying on her back with her legs obscenely spread for her aunt. "Chris? Tracy? You two on either side, I would have you sucking and playing with my tits while David here fucks my cunt. You do want to fuck my cunt don't you David?" I grinned. "No...say it. I want to hear the words David, so tell me...tell me and your sister's here what it is you'd like to do to your dirty old, nasty lesbian aunt." "I want to fuck her dirty, nasty, lesbian cunt," I responded back, hearing the twins giggle as I said that, though my cock once again throbbed in heightened arousal at hearing myself speaking the lewd words back to my aunt. "Then get over here honey, and slip that nasty old, mean looking cock into your aunt's pussy!" I moved over getting behind her down on my knees. My aunt now turning her attentions to her niece's pussy as she began licking it, sucking and showing Stacy what it meant to truly have one's cunt eaten out by a woman who knew exactly what the hell she was doing. Almost immediately Stacy was moaning and groaning, even before I had actually slipped my dick inside Marla. Tracy and Chris of course, now complying with my aunt's other wishes as they went about sucking, squeezing, and again slapping my aunt's free swinging breasts there on the floor beneath her. "Nice and slow David...we're in no hurry here," My aunt said looking up and behind after a while. "A young man like you should have plenty of stamina, especially after having already climaxed what...twice today already? In the meantime...Tracy? Time for you and Stacy to switch places here for a bit. And then Chris...I want to finish up with you when David finally fills my pussy with his cum." It was a long...marvelous shag. I did indeed take my time, learning to play, pleasure and experiment a little. Sometimes I thrust as deeply into her as I could. Other times, just little quick jabs in and out, more so teasing the head of my dick than perhaps actually pleasuring my aunt, though no matter what I did, or how I did it...she seemed to be enjoying it. After both the twins had climaxed, and were once again joined at my aunt's breasts, Chris now lay before her, Marla tonguing my sister's slit, and doing what appeared to be a marvelous job of it by the look on her face. As much fun as I'd honestly been having, that all too familiar tingling sensation deep down inside my balls was telling me that I wasn't going to be able to hold out for too much longer here. Sensing it perhaps, Marla again looked back at me, now thrusting back harder now. "Go ahead David. Pound my cunt, nice and hard, nice and fast...let me feel that hot sticky fuck juice filling me up honey..." I didn't need to be asked twice. I was soon banging the shit out of my aunt, thrusting in and out of her as hard and as fast as I could. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh while I did adding to the depravity of this whole situation. Though it was the ear-splitting sound of Chris's orgasm that I think took me over the edge. Especially when I knew, and thought about the liquid surprise she was no doubt spurting and spraying all over my aunt's face at the moment that led me to feel that first massive spurt leap from the tip of my cock, now flooding my very horny aunt's slick slippery pussy. ** Unfortunately I was drained and exhausted after that wild-assed fuck with my aunt. Collapsing contentedly down on the couch once more, though enjoying the sight of all three of my sister's, once more cleaning out my aunt's pussy for her. They soon after formed a daisy-chain in fact, licking and eating one another out, which almost...not quite, but almost...got me hard again. But, even young and virile as I hopefully was, I was too spent to actually get it up again. An hour later, everyone had dressed as my aunt prepared to head home. "So what are your plans for tomorrow?" She asked. "Well, not much really. Aside from cleaning and straightening up the house before mom gets home, we really don't have any," Chris answered for all of us. "In that case, I'll be by again in the afternoon...perhaps we can do this again, provided you all want to," she asked. The twins of course were immediately excited at the prospect of that, though I once again had to admit...looking at my aunt, reflections of my own mother, I too would be looking forward to that. "Alright then...see you all tomorrow afternoon. And...I think I don't need to say it, but I think it might be a good idea if we keep all of this amongst ourselves right?" "Yes Auntie M!" The girls quipped in unison, though Chris and I both shook our heads in agreement as well. Bad enough now we'd included aunt Marla into the mix. If mom were to find out about any of this, she'd no doubt have a conniption fit! Even after we all walked my aunt to the door, saying goodbye to her, I turned, Stacy standing behind and off to one side, once again pouting in that almost sexy little girl way she had of doing. "Now what's wrong?" I asked. "I still haven't gotten to fuck you yet," she said simply. "Don't worry sis. I'm pretty sure you will soon enough." She smiled then, and then scampered off after her sister who had already headed off towards mom's room for yet another shower. Chris looked at me. "And you for sure need one now too," she spoke taking my hand in hers. "Come on...I'll wash your back, and you can wash mine." Somehow I knew...it wouldn't end there as I followed Chris back up the stairs again. ** Unfortunately, I still had to work that evening. Taking a short, but much needed nap before I left, I was just getting ready to head out the door when the phone rang. Being the only one around at the moment, I answered it. "Hey mom!" I said shortly after hearing her voice over the phone. "How's the trip going?" "Sadly enough...almost too well," she told me. "I need to stay one more day, tie up some loose ends and finalize things here on my end before I can come home. So let the girls know, I won't be home until sometime late Monday night now." I smiled inwardly upon hearing that. With me having to work this evening, I knew I wouldn't be able to do anything with the girls myself until Sunday. But now with mom staying an extra day, it meant we'd at least have one more night to actually be together. I also knew my Aunt had come by again while I was taking a nap, dropping off a few items for the girls to try out together. I had heard giggling downstairs while I was getting dressed, along with a snippet or two regarding a particular strap-on affair they were ALL dying to try out on one another. I was disappointed I wouldn't be around to see that myself. But now at least, perhaps on Sunday they'd do it again for me. "Sorry to hear that mom," I told her. "But we all love you, and miss you...so hurry home!" "Love you too honey," mom responded back. "Give the girls a big hug and a kiss for me, and tell them I love them." "I will mom, see you Monday night then." With that, I hung up and went in search of the girls, finding them all in Chris's room. Needless to say, I wasn't at all surprised to find the three of them sitting on her bed together, naked of course...and excitedly discussing the array of adult toys and novelties my aunt had dropped by earlier. "Too bad you have to work David," Tracy said already fondling a rather thick vibrating dildo, obviously anxious to try it. "You're going to miss all the fun!" She leered at me. "I know...but, I do have some news," I began, and then explained the discussion I'd just had with mom to them. "So...maybe tomorrow, you all will be willing to show me how some of these gadgets work?" I asked hopefully, receiving several excited nods of the head yes. It was all I could do to pry myself away from Chris's bedroom as Stacy soon after selected a rather interesting double-headed dildo that she was anxious to try out with one of her sisters. "Damn!" I said to myself as I headed off to work with a raging hardon. "Totally, unfucking fair!" ** "Alright sleepy-head, time to wake up!" Chris said shaking me as I finally opened my eyes rolling over to look at the clock on my nightstand, it was almost noon. "Marla called, said she's on her way over too, so unless you want to miss everything, I suggest you get up, shower and grab a quick bite to eat. We'll be downstairs in the rec-room in case you're wondering," she grinned at me, seeing my morning wood already making an appearance as I rolled out of bed. "Save some of that for me," she added. "As fun as some of the toys were...I still like the real thing the best." With that, Chris left my room as I hurried into the bathroom to shave and shower. About the only thing I was really hungry for eating was pussy, I'd been dreaming about it all fucking night. I saw no point in dressing after my shower, throwing on my own robe instead. I had just reached the landing downstairs when I heard a knock on the door, peering through the peephole briefly, sure enough, my aunt Marla had just arrived then too. I opened the door, greeting her as she looked at me. "I see you got your robe cleaned," she laughed brushing by me, though giving me an affectionate kiss on the cheek this time. "So...where's the girls?" She asked. "Down stairs in the rec-room. I'll be honest, it wouldn't surprise me to discover they've already started in without us," I said leading the way down the hall, into the kitchen and then down the stairs. By the time we arrived, the girls indeed had gotten started. Tracy and Stacy already spread out on the floor in a scissors position, pussy to pussy, with the double dildo inside the two of them as they lay there fucking one another. "Obviously you were right," Marla said walking over to take a seat on the couch, watching the girls. Chris had been doing that too, though using a vibrator on herself as she sat spread-eagled in one of the large oversized chairs. The minute she saw us however, or rather saw the emergence of my rock-hard cock suddenly standing up through the folds of my robe, she pulled it out of herself, setting it aside. "Told you, I actually prefer the real thing," she said inviting me to lay down on the floor near the girls. "Hey! Don't go exhausting him!" Stacy warned her sister. "I STILL haven't gotten a chance to fuck him myself yet!" "No worries sis," I assured her. "I got plenty of sleep last night, so I can assure you...there will be plenty of me to go around, to anyone who wants it," I stated likewise eyeballing my other sister and aunt, both of who were likewise smiling at me, or perhaps more so gawking at my stiff standing member. I did as Chris suggested however lying down on the floor as she soon straddled my cock taking it deep inside her. "So...you joining us or what?" Tracy then asked our aunt. "In a minute. I'm enjoying watching the four of you for a bit here first," she stated. "OK, suit yourself, but you might as well get naked too," Tracy told my aunt. "I want to feel what it's like when you fuck me with the strap-on you brought over. I didn't get a chance to do that yesterday after you dropped all this off." Marla stood, undressed, and then sat down again, though looking a bit more longingly at Chris and I. "Would you like a turn?" Chris asked her. "I'm sure I can find something else to ride," she laughed looking at me again. "I do love the way David eats pussy," she chuckled, making me chuckle too. "That would be nice," I likewise agreed. "Come on Aunt Marla, come over here, sit on my dick while I eat my naughty big sister out." Once again I admired my aunt as she finally walked over. Keeping herself in pretty good shape, and though her boobs certainly weren't young-looking any more, there was something about their maturity and natural look that I found very alluring and exciting. Not to mention her very bare pussy, that once again for some reason I found interesting that she would shave it at her age, unlike mom did. As Chris settled down over my face, I soon felt my aunt likewise sliding down over my cock. In seconds, I could feel the super-slick silkiness of her cunt gripping my prick, along with my sister's hot juicy snatch now riding my face. I tongue-fucked her, sucking and licking her clit, while my aunt slowly moved up and down, giving me a nice long sensual fuck. And then of course, next to us...looking on, enjoying themselves, the twins continued to fuck one another, still grinding their cunts away upon one another, giving a blow-by-blow description of how that felt, along with how the three of us looked together. "God that's fucking hot!" Tracy moaned. "I know you can't really see it David," she groaned even more deeply. "But Chris and Aunt Marla are kissing, feeling one another's tits while they're both riding you. That looks so fucking hot and naughty," she sighed wistfully. "I can hardly wait until it's our turn to do that!" She was right, though I couldn't see it, I could sense it, and certainly feel what was happening, though my aunt's pussy seemed to get more and more liquid as she slid up and down my cock. Not to mention my sister's pussy, which I expected to explode in a torrent of female nectar any moment now, already preparing myself for it so that I didn't drown when she did. "Oh man...listen to that," Stacy now added. "Can you hear how fucking wet and juicy they both are?" "So are you two," Chris shot back, giggling, though grimacing a little as she did, trying to hold the inevitable off. "I can hear you two just as easily," she added to that, laying there fucking one another." "Oh god...so good, so hot...so...so unbelievable!" My aunt suddenly exclaimed, thrashing wildly now, crying out. "Oh David! David...fuck me baby, fuck me...fuck me hard, quick and fast!" She exclaimed as she drove herself down on me, as I likewise thrust up into her, meeting her somewhere in between as I speared her pussy with my cock. "Oh fuck, that's it...that's it...I'm gonna...CUM!" She cried out at that moment, screaming it at the top of her lungs. Her pleasure, triggering my own just then, not to mention my sisters as she suddenly filled my mouth with her own delightful torrent of cum juice. Caught off guard, even though I'd been expecting it, she almost did drown me. I had been too lost in the other simultaneous sensations taking place. The sounds of my Aunt's intense orgasm, followed immediately by my own as I showered her womb with a torrent of my own seed. And then Chris of course, damn near suffocating me simultaneously to all that. And somewhere in the distance it seemed...the sound of the twins reaching their own mutually satisfying orgasms seconds after that. ** Still sitting on the floor, propped up against the couch, I was in the process of still gathering myself as my aunt lay off to one side a short distance away from me. Chris between her legs, tenderly licking her well-used pussy, the twins now paying homage to each of her full pliant breasts as they kneaded and molded them in their hands, sucking on and playing with her still hard nipples. "So how much longer?" Stacy asked looking over at my still flaccid prick. "Not too long," I assured her, "Especially watching the four of you doing that," I grinned back at her winking. "Just something about seeing that...seeing all of you enjoying one another like that, sort of makes me wish..." "Wish what?" My aunt asked looking over towards me. I blushed a little, almost embarrassed to say it. "Go on David, don't be shy...what is it that you wish for?" "Hell, might as well say it," I decided easily enough. "Especially now..." I added to that. "I sort of wish...that perhaps mom," I said ending off, not bothering to finish it as the looks I got from my three sisters seemed to mirror those very same thoughts as each one of them knowingly smiled too at my unfinished meaning. "You think she might go along with all this?" My aunt asked. "Probably not," I chuckled back. "Hard to imagine how she'd react to this if she were to walk in here right now," I replied. "But she is here." As one, my three sisters and I turned our heads towards the doorway. "Mom!" I exclaimed in surprise, seconds later scrambling trying to cover myself as she stood there in the doorway looking on. But then I paused, looking at her again, and then back at my aunt. They were identical in appearance. "Mom?" I said looking at mom in the door. Only then she grinned in a way that only my aunt possibly could. "So Darla...what did I miss?" She asked. I looked over at my Aunt..or rather my mother, though all four of us were by this time. Once again asking the question. "Mom? Ha...ha...how?" I barely managed trying to find my breath, which felt like it had been knocked out of me. Obviously mom had refrained from wearing any makeup whatsoever, just as her sister always did. But even more interesting...she had obviously shaved her pussy too! My aunt came into the room then, undressing as she did, taking a seat next to her sister there on the couch moments later. "Guess it's time we came clean here isn't it sis?" She stated looking at my mother, who was at this point blushing furiously now, looking extremely worried and nervous. "You see David," she said more directly towards me, though eying my sisters as she began, "After I told your mother what it was I walked into, well...she was at first surprised upon hearing it of course, not angry mind you...she like me, had been expecting it to happen at some point. But...she was a little angry with me, for joining in the way I did, as she didn't feel like she could, even though she had always wanted to. So...then we concocted this little scheme together, to sort of switch places, give her a chance to even the score with me, without any of you ever knowing. Something we hadn't done since high school, though we used to be pretty good at mimicking one another in addition to looking alike. Got pretty good at fooling people too. Even better than the twins try doing on occasion. The thing was though, she was just going to come here, and then leave, without the four of you ever knowing. That was the plan anyway. But then I decided that wasn't a very good plan either. Especially as I think once this was all out in the open, amongst all of us...that none of us would then have any reason to hide any secrets from anyone. So...needless to say, I let myself in after I was confident she'd have more than enough time to, shall we say...indulge her fantasies to some extent?" Truth or Consequences I looked at my mother. "So...you've wondered about this too?" I asked. She was blushing even more now than she had been, but nodding her head yes. I moved over kneeling in front of her, leaning in, taking her face between my hands as I lovingly kissed her. "So...I finally fucked my own mother," I breathed into her mouth. She smiled at hearing that. "Yes, yes you did. And wonderfully too," she added. "And...I'd like you to do it again if you wouldn't mind," she boldly, and more confidently asked me now. "How about you fuck us both a little here?" My aunt asked. "After all Darla, you at least got to, I haven't as yet gotten to do much of anything today...yet anyway," she said with that same lusty smile I'd seen on her face the day before. The same one that mom was giving me now in fact. "Sounds interesting," she said. "Shall we do the Jonathon?" "What's a Jonathon?" I asked curiously, though by the looks on their faces, my three sisters were just about to ask the very same question. "Your mother was dating a guy named Jonathon back in high school. She knew about me of course, though even our parents, your grandparents didn't know anything back then. Anyway, they were supposedly alone one evening, obviously doing it in her bedroom, in the dark of course, which helped to make things a little easier. After a while, she came out on pretense of needing to use the bathroom, but instead of returning herself, I went in. Like I said, though I prefer relationships with other women, I do enjoy a nice hard cock every once in a while. So...this was the perfect opportunity to do that. I went in taking your mother's place, and he fucked me instead of her the second time. Never knew he ever did either," she and mom both laughed remembering. "Only time we ever did that, but we forever afterwards called it the..." "Johnathon!" The girls and I all said simultaneously together, laughing out loud now as we did. "Yeah, the Johnathon, my aunt and mother said once again, though mom then said. "Maybe...we should call it the David now," she stated. "Maybe we should," my aunt agreed. "So David...would you enjoy doing the 'David' with us?" "You're damn right I would!" I said shaking excitedly as my mom and aunt now stood next to one another, bending over leaning against the couch as I stepped up behind the two of them, slipping my prick into my Aunt's pussy first, only because I felt it appropriate to do so under the circumstances. And though I only gave her a half dozen strokes before repeating the same thing to my mom, I was soon fucking the two of them side-by-side, repeatedly switching back and forth. The girls soon walked over, finding positions on the arms of the couch to sit there and watch us, though fondling themselves and one another as they did so. "Now THIS is fucking hot!" Chris finally exclaimed moments later as she suddenly squirted, spraying her pussy juice all over my mother and aunt's asses as I continued pumping into them, taking even more delight in the decadent display as my sister ironically offered up the proverbial "money-shot" as it were. Once again, seeing my sister do that pretty much triggered my own orgasmic release. "Fuck....I'm gonna come soon!" I warned them. Mom looked at my aunt, my aunt looking at mom, the same identical looks on their faces once again. "The other Johnathon," mom said. "Yeah, the one we wanted to do, and never did," my aunt answered her back. Grimacing, just barely able to hold on, I still asked. "What do you mean?" "Squirt some in your mother, and some in me...and then we'll show you," she stated. In seconds, I was doing just that. Feeling the semen from my prick erupt, first in mom, pulling out of her, shoving it back inside my aunt, and squirting inside her cunt too. I did that back and forth until I had totally and completely spent myself. Only then did I collapse back on the floor against the couch as my mother and aunt took up a "69" position with one another, and began eating one another out. "Fuck...now THIS is even hotter!" Chris exclaimed wantonly looking on, once again frigging herself widly as she stood there hovering over the two of them on the floor below her. And...sure enough, minutes later, releasing another deluge of her own pussy juice, which she sprayed liberally all over my aunt and mother, much to their delight. Hearing the two of them climax shortly after that as they finished devouring, sucking out, and swallowing every ounce of my sperm that they could from one another. They were soon both satiated, exhausted, and well pleased, likewise joining the rest of us as we sprawled about trying to catch our collective breaths. Several minutes went by without anyone saying anything, still reliving the past few moments perhaps, until at last Stacy did speak. "Damn it!" "What?" Mom asked turning towards her as Stacy sat, pouting once more, hands crossed over the front of her breasts. "What's wrong?" Stacy glared at everyone, but especially at me. "I still haven't gotten to fuck him yet!" She spat obviously exasperated. There was a long silent pause...and then as one, we all burst out laughing. ** End