Chapitre 107: A Brand New Family
Divorce is tough on any kid, but mine seemed especially so. My father was a heavy drinker, which is usually enough to ruin a marriage. My mother was apparently a slut, which is also fairly common. The kicker was that I wasn't my father's child, and it was news to all of us.
Looking at my father and I you'd swear I was his son. We both shared the same tussled brown hair, were moderately attractive men, and had a fairly lanky build. It was only when I was getting ready to go to college, and had to get medical exams done before attending, that I learned something new. My bloodwork yielded some kind of irregularity -- I don't know the full technical details of it -- but they wanted to do bloodwork on my father to ensure that neither of us were at risk for what they considered to be a serious condition. We were relieved to receive a phone call saying that there was nothing to worry about medically, but not as relieved by the next bit of news: my father and I were unrelated biologically.
The ensuing clash between my mother and father turned my life into complete garbage, but tore their marriage in half. Always paranoid about her cheating, my father had found out that his greatest fears had come true. His rage, as always, turned him towards the sauce. He would come home drunk, and I frequently found myself and my mother locked away in my room while he drunkenly pounded the door, waiting for him to pass out in the hallway.
Inevitably the divorce came about and I found myself getting another kick in the pants -- the court ruled that neither of my parents were suitable for custody. My mom didn't make enough money, and my dad's alcohol gave the court a damn good reason to keep me away from him (not that I minded). The court presented me the options of living with my biological father or being placed in foster care. Feeling awful about tearing my life apart and not wanting me to end up in some foster home, my parents agreed to find the biological father.
Are you ready for the third kicker? He's dead. He had another family, wife and kids, but was killed in a snowmobile accident while on a "business trip" with a female colleague. Due to some court technicality, I was given the option of living with his surviving family members. Not much of an option, but hey, it's better than a foster home.
It was around June that I moved in to my new house, and that's where the story really begins. My mom drove me in our old SUV with all of my stuff in the back. It's funny to think that everything I'd accumulated in 18 years of living can be packed into one car and shipped off in a day. I didn't own much -- clothes, a computer, and some photography equipment. I was saving most of my money from working at a local restaurant for college, which I was warned was an expensive lifestyle.
After a couple of hours of driving we pulled up to 1906 Civil Lane, and my jaw nearly dropped at what I saw. The place was a MANSION. I could only imagine what life would have been like had my mom married this guy instead of my boozing father. The landscaping was gorgeous, and the white house had black shutters framing the dozens of windows. I stepped onto the dark-stained porch, which extended the width of the house, and rang the doorbell while my mom waited in the car.
I know you're waiting for me to say some big-titted bimbo showed up. This lady was, well, interesting. She was relatively fit, showing a normal amount of fat on her legs. Not really "fat" but I wouldn't say well-sculpted. Her face was "pretty"...not necessarily instant-boner hot but you can tell she used to be a very pretty woman, and still was for the most part. "Well hey there son!" She opened the screen door and reached out and hugged me. "Let's get y'all inside."
I waved for my mom to come in, and she reluctantly did. "I'm Patti," my new mom said as she guided us to the kitchen. It was weird to think that she was my new mom. She started pouring us iced tea and gestured for us to sit at the table. There was an awkward silence as we drank, and I could tell there was some kind of tension or resentment between the two women, probably because my real dad had cheated on one with the other.
"I'm not your mom," my mom blurted out. Figuring she meant that she wasn't my mom anymore, I just shrugged because it was an inappropriate comment to make. "No honey, I'm serious. Patti's your biological mom."
The story went like this -- Patti and her husband used to work for some high-powered consulting company, and traveled the world. They were good friends with my parents, but my parents couldn't conceive and wanted a child. Having a large account to take care of in Europe, the family had to move over there for a few years, but Patti couldn't take care of a newborn baby and go to work. As a result, the mom I knew took care of me and well, they just "never gave me back."
I was frustrated that I'd been lied to, and royally pissed that Patti had let me go just to take care of work. All of this was sent to the back of my mind when someone came in the front door. She was gorgeous -- light brown hair, bright green eyes, and an extremely curvy body. She was wearing tight denim jeans and a tied t-shirt, like a typical southern hottie from the movies. This, as I learned, was Bea -- my biological sister who was a bit older than me at 19.
The rest of the day was spent moving my belongings in. Due to the house's huge size, I got my own room. I found myself sneaking looks at Bea. She was just gorgeous, and while she was technically my sister she was basically a new, hot girl that lived next door to me. My mom and I said our goodbyes, and she promised to visit both me and Patti. Since they didn't have to hide my false adoption anymore, they could continue their friendship normally. I settled in my room to unpack, and was soon called down for dinner.
I came downstairs and almost jumped out of my skin when I saw the kitchen table with 2 pizza boxes and 4 women around it. Every one of them smiled, and they were all clearly related. I sat down and waited for the introductions to begin. I already knew Bea and Patti, but there was also Clara. Clara had just turned 18, and had lighter blond hair than Bea. She was kind of scrawny, but had a pretty face and a nice smile. She seemed a bit...naive and kind of ditzy to be honest. There was also Samantha, who was 23 and seemed disinterested in me. She, like Bea, was quite a looker and had the best body out of all of them. We ate pizza and talked about school. We were almost done with high school and waiting for the summer to begin. After the pizza was finished I went up to my room for more unpacking.
The first thing I did was set up my computer, because I wanted to be able to watch movies or play music while I did the rest of my unpacking. Having drank a lot of soda, I had to use the restroom though. Wandering the halls of the gargantuan palace, I heard a shower running and figured I'd found the right place. I opened the door to the bathroom to find Clara naked, scrubbing away in what looked like a locker-room sized shower.
"Oh!" she yelled, covering herself as she realized she wasn't alone anymore. "Sorry!" I quickly apologized, "I don't know where the bathroom is?" She laughed and gave me directions -- apparently rich people put toilets in separate rooms from showers.
I went and returned to my room, finding myself starting to get a bit frisky. I hadn't jerked off in days, and I had just seen Clara's naked body. Sure, she wasn't porn-star hot, but she had a very cute ass and judging from the handful she was trying to cover up, a good pair to go with it. I locked my door and muted my computer, turning on some porn so that I could jerk off. I pulled a wad of tissues out of a box on the nightstand and started going to town while I laid on the bed. I sat there pumping myself faster while thinking of Clara's skinny frame, pretending she was massaging her tits while I watched her in the shower. I didn't sneak a look at her snatch (would've been too obvious) but I imagined it was neatly trimmed. I bet she was a closet whore, the girl that the whole family thinks is an angel but is really a big slut. I finally came all over my bare stomach and relaxed a bit to catch my breath.
I was interrupted, however, as my door opened and Patti came in. "Oh, God!" she yelled and covered her eyes while slamming the door shut. She had clearly walked in and seen my cock hanging out, and probably the jizz streams across my stomach. She knocked on the door "Can I come in?" Wiping myself off sloppily and pulling my pants up I told her she could. "Listen," I began to explain, "I was just --"
"It's ok," she interrupted. "It's natural, I don't really care and I don't want to talk about it, I just wanted to come in and let you know that this door sticks a little so you have to shut it really hard. I guess it's a little late for that..." she trailed off, looking at how much I'd unpacked -- and the porn that was still playing on my computer. "Oh well, I'll leave you to your...unpacking." She got up and left without looking back, while I sat in my bed, mortified.
Fuck. I hadn't even been here for 12 hours and I've already made things more awkward. I've jerked off to my sister, my mom walked in on it, and this is only on top of the boatload of problems I've been having lately. I decided to call it a night and go to sleep. I turned down the light, put a movie on my computer, and crawled into my new bed.
It couldn't have been 10 minutes later that I heard a light knock on my door. In came Samantha, who was wearing baggy pajama pants and a tank top. The pajamas didn't flatter her lower half, but I couldn't help but look at the cleavage that was basically falling out of her tank top. I could see the light from the television casting highlights on her pert breasts, and could see the faint outlines of her nipples, as she apparently didn't believe in wearing a bra to bed. She approached the bed and kneeled down next to it, speaking in a soft whisper. "Hey guess what?"
"What?" I responded, feeling kind of awkward and still shaken up from my previous encounters.
"I heard Mom walk in on you whacking off." A ghastly look struck my face. She didn't seem turned on, or anything remotely arousing, she looked like she found it hilarious. "I also heard that you walked in on Clara in the shower." My face got even whiter. "Are you a fucking pervert? You haven't even been here a day and you're already jacking off to my little sister? OUR little sister?" She looked pissed, and I felt really ashamed. I sat there looking at the ground for an awkward pause. "Well?"
"I..." I started, but really had no explanation. "Yeah, I guess." Man, did that feel shitty to say.
"Well," she said in a prissy voice while she stood up, "that's all I needed to hear. I'm going to have you moved to foster care, you're a predator."
"I'm not a predator! Look, it was an innocent encounter, I'm really emotional right now, I just had to let off some steam."
"That's no excuse Jim," she looked at me sternly. "We all have steam but we don't let it off like that, it's not natural." At that point we looked at each other, but differently. We both made the connection and I couldn't help but stare at her buxom figure, making my opinion noted with a bulge that was starting to show through the blanket.
"Please don't tell anyone Samantha," I begged, "I'll do anything. Just name it and I'll do it. I don't have much money but --" I stopped as she walked closer to me. "What are you doing?"
"I have steam built up too Jim," she started as she pulled the blanket down.
"But you said this isn't natural!"
"I'm just going to use you Jim. If you don't want to do this, I'll tell everyone you jerk off to Clara. If you tell anyone that we did anything, I'll tell everyone you jerk off to Clara. If you don't do exactly as I say, I'll -- "
"I get the picture," I said, starting to get a bit annoyed with her cocky attitude. "What do you want me to do?" I figured she'd want me to finger her, or watch porn with her, or something like that.
"Just shut up, I'll tell you."
She took off her pajama pants and revealed everything I hoped they'd been hiding. She had firm thighs, and a tight little thong that outlined a sculpted, tight ass. It was perfectly round, and held up high and proud, still round. She slipped the thong off around her ankle and climbed over me, facing my cock. "I want you to lick me, ok?" I nodded, not daring say a word. Here I was, my first night in this house, and I was going to 69 with the hottest woman I'd ever seen!
Or so I thought. She slowly lowered her crotch onto my face. The sweet musky smell made my cock completely hard, despite having taken care of it only a little while ago. She touched her wet slit down to my face and moaned as soon as my tongue slivered around. I could tell she had a lot of steam built up. I fished my cock out of my underwear, only to have her slap my hand away. "You fucking pervert, don't jerk off now. I'm using you remember?" She started to grind her pussy against my face, rubbing its sweet juice all over me. I tried to ask her if I was doing ok, but every time I tried to talk she pushed harder with her crotch. Finally she was sitting straight up, using my face as a chair. "Ohhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkk," she moaned as she rode me. "Yessss Jim, lick me...lick MEEEEEEEEE!" I worked my tongue feverishly, trying to find a way to breathe. I was enjoying every lick, every drop of her sweet cunt. She was getting close to orgasm, and apparently didn't want to, as she sat up off my face. "Do you like that bitch? Do you like it when I sit on your face?" I nodded with a grin, to which she responded by pressing my head back down against the bed.
She sat back down, this time planting her ass on my face. "How about that Jim? Do you like when I put your face in my ass?" I responded by sticking my tongue out -- I'd never licked an ass before. I could smell the distinct aroma of ass and pussy, it was quite sexy, and it tasted the same. She squirmed as I licked up and down her crack, burying my face between her ass cheeks. "Ohhhhh that's right Jim, lick your sister's ass. Tongue my asshole too!" I started flicking my tongue around her asshole, and she started playing with her clit. At this point she really started shaking the bed, and I was worried the rattling would alert everyone in the house. "Yeahhhhh Jim, put it inside, do it!" I tried really hard and finally managed to pry open the clamp that was her asshole, snaking my tongue inside. The taste was neither bad nor great, but I was more focused on the fact that her glorious ass cheeks were surrounding my face. Finally she pushed down really hard, and I felt a hot liquid stream down my neck and chest. "AHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKKK" she moaned as she splashed cum all over me. I wish I'd been able to watch her as the orgasm built up, bud I was up to my eyes in gorgeous ass. Her breathing slowed and she dismounted from my face, and started getting dressed while I wiped up her juices from my chest.
"That felt REALLY good, I needed that." She said with a sigh.
"We should do it again sometime?" I hinted, which was met with a scoff. "Ugh, you pervert." Confused, I turned off the movie and decided to call it a night for real.
When I woke up in the morning I came downstairs to find Bea making breakfast. She made me a plate of eggs and sausage and I ate quietly, hoping she didn't hear the sounds from last night. Patti came down and read the newspaper, and recommended I go up and get ready early for what would be one of my last days of school. I had forgotten all about going to a new school, but since it was really only a few days until graduation I didn't care. I headed upstairs and went to the shower to get cleaned up.
I stripped down and turned on the water, once again admiring the shower's size. It had 6 showerheads, and even fancy shampoo dispensers. I decided to turn a bunch of the showerheads on and give myself a big shower, just for fun. As I started lathering up, Clara entered in a bathrobe. I immediately turned around to hide my cock, figuring her seeing my ass wasn't really a big deal.
"Hey, you're hoggin' all the showerheads!" she said. I looked over my shoulder to see that she was now completely in the nude, with her arms crossed and tapping her foot impatiently. She walked over to one and turned it away, and began showering as if nothing was wrong.
"Uh...Clara? I'm kinda showering here..." I muttered, trying not to gawk at her body.
"So? Jim the shower's this big for a reason...we all have to get ready at the same time for school, it's just easier this way. Get over seeing your naked sisters, we all have. Besides -- " I wanted to point out that it was different, since I was a guy, but something else did the pointing for me, and Clara stopped upon seeing my boner. "Uh...wow Jim. Thanks for the complement!" She laughed and I blushed redder than a tomato.
"I'm sorry, it's just that -- "
"Oh don't worry, I think it's flattering!" I began to wonder where this could be going..."Do all naked girls make you do that?"
The real answer was yes, but if this girl was anything like her sister I might be able to get something out of this, so I stuck with a good old fashioned lie: "No."
She started to approach me, "Do I do that to you? Because you like my body?" Aha! I was right, she is a closet whore!
"That's...how it works, you know." I replied with a nervous chuckle.
"Oh, I didn't know that," she said with a genuinely confused face. She wasn't a whore, she just wasn't that bright. "I mean, how should I know, I've never seen one of those before!"
It was a good point. I looked at her body again and felt my cock pulse harder. She had breasts that were round, but hung lower. You know, the teardrop-shaped breasts that are actually real-looking when you compare them to the ones in porn. "Would you like to look at it closer?" That was it, all of my chips were in. If she said no, then I was a pervert who couldn't see a naked girl without trying to have sex with her, sister or not. If she said yes, then this summer just got a whole lot more interesting.
Without actually saying anything, she bent down and looked at it. "It's kinda veiny," she remarked while looking at it head-on. She dipped her head lower to inspect my balls, and I widened my stance so that she could look. "Is it ok if I touch it?" I nodded, and she wrapped her fingers around it. "Does this feel good?"
"It feels nice. The thing that guys really like is when you pump it kind of," I explained as she started slowly jerking me off. "Yeah, like that."
She seemed pleased with herself, and continued to jerk me off. "I like the idea that I'm pretty to you," she said while she stroked my cock, clearly not realizing that this was supposed to be a sexy thing. "I also like the idea of doing things that feel good to you. It's like a backrub, but further down!" She was adorably naive. "What else can I do?"
"Well you can kiss it, or lick it, or suck on it like a lollipop." She didn't seem enthused, although to be honest I wouldn't either. "That feels like 10 times better..." I added. Not wanting to disappoint, she shrugged and started pumping my cock into her mouth. The steam from the shower made it feel really good, and as my sister sucked my cock I found myself looking at her swaying tits. "Wow Clara, you're really good at this!" It was a white lie, but I wanted her to feel proud and want to do it more. With her lips wrapped around my hard cock she smiled and then began to stand up. "Whoa? Where are you going? You have to finish!"
"Finish?" she looked puzzled. Christ, the girl was old enough to have taken sex ed, she should know how this works.
"Yeah. If you do things like that enough for a guy, where it feels really good, then he ejaculates or 'cums'." She looked interested, so I continued, "It basically feels a HUNDRED times as good, and -- "
I didn't have to finish before she was back down on her knees, pumping my dick harder. She slurped on my cock, and I noticed one of her hands wander down to her well-trimmed cunt, rubbing and poking herself. I pushed her head down onto my cock, feeling her tongue swirl and massage the head. One more glance down at her hand playing with her pussy got my balls churning. "Ok I'm going to finish now," I moaned, and she pumped even harder. The first stream of cum took her by surprise, as she yelped while still sucking my cock. I landed squirt after squirt of hot cum in her mouth, and she just went "mmmm" and kept sucking. After that, I pulled out of her mouth and smiled at her. She smiled back. "That was fun. Did it feel good?" I nodded. "Well I guess we should finish getting ready for school."
We went back to our showers like nothing had happened. "Clara?" she looked back at me, "we shouldn't tell anyone about this ok?"
She cocked her head like a confused puppy. "Why not?"
Not wanting to ruin a good thing, I just said "It feels better when it's a secret, you know?" She grinned. "And that way later I can do things that feel good like that to you too!" She smiled even bigger and went back to her shower.
The school days passed with no such further incidents, and eventually I graduated. Since Bea was in my grade we both celebrated graduation together. Patti threw a huge party at the house, although it was a little uncomfortable for me as I didn't know anyone there. Presents were given (I only got one from Patti, it was a new TV that looked really expensive) and people shared photos and contact information. As people started clustering into their groups I felt really lonely and headed upstairs to my room, figuring I'd set up my new TV. I was kneeling down behind it plugging some wires in when I heard the door close behind me.
"Hey Jim." I recognized that sly voice, it was Samantha's. I hadn't even seen her at the house, come to think of it, since that night she sat on my face. "I need to vent steam again."
"Ok just give me a minute, I need to plug this in." She didn't like that answer. She grabbed my hair and pulled me over to the bed. I was starting to get really turned on. She bent over the bed and lifted her skirt, revealing no panties and the same cute little asshole I'd thoroughly licked before. "EAT IT" she yelled, pulling my face hard between her ass cheeks.
I didn't have to be told twice. I dove into her beautiful, round ass, running my tongue between her pussy and her browneye. I pulled my face down a bit, licking the edge of her pussy while still rubbing my nose along her asshole. "Did you just sniff my ass?" she shot back to me, "Oh you dirty fucking pervert, you like that?" She pulled my face in really hard, so that my nose was almost IN her asshole. "Yeah, sniff it now!" She started sliding my face up and down her asscrack, making sure that I was licking every inch of the dirty path.
I heard the door open and Bea start to ask something about where I'd placed the camera, only to stop and gasp at the sight of her brother eating out her sister's asshole. "Oh my god! What are you guys doing?" She slammed the door behind her and locked it, and Samantha pulled my face out of her ass long enough for me to look at Bea.
"I have needs, B," Samantha explained while starting to pull me into her again, signaling that I should lick her stink while she explained. "And Jim here happens to be very good at fulfilling them." Bea watched intently while I pulled Samantha's ass cheeks apart, putting on a show with my tongue.
"Does that actually...feel good?" Bea asked, her eyes fixated on my tongue dancing around Samantha's asshole.
"Oooooooh yessssssssssss" Samantha moaned. She spread her legs further apart and laid her torso down on the bed now, allowing me to get a good angle on her pussy with my hands.
"Wow, I've got a lot to learn!" Bea sat down and watched her sister let out a silent moan.
"Fuckkkkkkkkkk meeeeeeeeee," Samantha moaned into the bedspread. She was going hysterical as I pumped my fingers in and out of her tight cunt. I continued to work my tongue around her asshole, remembering how much she liked it when I went in last time. I winked at Bea, and started pumping even faster, and finally stuck my tongue deep into Samantha's asshole. A squeal escaped her mouth as she pushed my face further into her ass. She started bucking hard, forcing me into her ass from both directions. As she finally came, her body went limp and she started gasping for air. "Holy shit Jim," she whispered. I was wondering if Bea wanted to go next, when we heard a knock at the door.
"Hello? What are you kids doing in there?" It was Patti, er, Mom. Samantha threw her pants back on and I dove back towards the television before she opened the door. "I was wondering if you guys know who blocked Jenna's car into the driveway." We all shrugged. "What are you guys up to in here?"
The girls looked at me. "I was showing them how to hook up a TV. You know, Bea wants to know these sorts of things before she goes to college."
"Yeah I'm bored." Samantha said sharply before leaving the room.
"Oh ok," Patti replied, "Bea, Jenna's leaving but don't forget that Angela and Caitlin are still here. It's rude to disappear during your own party." Bea apologized and Patti left.
"You know," Bea said on her way out, "That's not the only thing I want to learn before I go to college." She winked and shut the door, and I sat down on the floor wondering what the hell happened to my life.
I hooked up the television and sat thinking to myself for a few minutes about how drastically my life had changed in the past few weeks. I'd lost my boozing father, moved into a new house, and had started playing around with a few of my sisters. Thinking about Samantha's sexy dominating rimjob dates, and Clara's innocent shower blowjob, I started to get a major hardon, especially after having done Samantha earlier.
I decided to flip to something sexy on television and maybe give myself a bit of a rubdown. Of course, as I'm starting to seriously consider jacking off, I hear a knock at the door.
"Jim? Can I come in?" I got up and opened the door to see Bea there, obviously nervous. "Hey Jim, I was wondering..." she started to ask, her eyes wandering down to my still semi-hard cock. "We were wondering if, maybe you could show us a few things like you were showing Sam earlier?"
"We?" I asked.
"Yeah...um, me, and Caitlin and Angela."
There was no way I could say no to that. "Ok, but I need you to tell me something, and I need you to be honest." She nodded anxiously. "Did you tell your friends what you saw me and Samantha doing?" Her eyes dropped to the floor and she gave the shameful affirmative. "Bea, you know that stuff is supposed to stay secret. We're a family after all."
"I know, but it just looked like it felt really good! And we've all been talking about how nervous we are to go to college since we've never really messed around with guys before..."
"Well, I'm going to have to ask a favor then in return, since you spilled the beans." She looked up at me eagerly. "After I show you and your friends a few things, you have to practice with me. I mean, we both should be good for when we get to college." She agreed and grinned. "I'm going to go get the girls!"
She was back up in a minute and introduced me to the girls. Caitlin was a petite cheerleader who was Bea's best friend. She was your typical high-school slut: lots of makeup, the brown/blonde streaky died hair, and tight fitting clothing. She had a killer body, with cleavage that I could dive into right there and then. Angela was quite the opposite -- she had a sort of goth look to her. She was skinny and very fair-skinned, with heavy eyeliner. While not as voluptuous as Caitlin, she seemed a bit more devious or mysterious. "How do we get started?" Bea asked.
"Have any of you girls been with a guy before?" They all shook their heads. "Ok...take your pants and underwear off and lay on the bed." I stepped forward and locked (and closed) the door while the three lovely women stripped and prepared. It was almost funny -- Bea bent over the bed like Samantha had, but the other girls laid on their backs with their legs spread.
"Ok, first I'm going to do what's called 'oral sex.' I'm going to lick you in sensitive areas, but it will feel pretty good." The girls all nodded and started giggling. First I went up to Angela, whose untrimmed vagina was a bit of a turn-off until I smelled it. I started lightly licking around the labia, watching her and her friends fixated on my flicking tongue. Angela rolled her head back in ecstasy as I slid a finger into her cunt. "This is called fingering, and it helps you get ready for stuff later." I slowly slid it in and out of her cunt, noticing Bea and Caitlin start to fondle themselves as well.
I moved over to Caitlin in the middle, with my hand still inside Angela. I moved the other hand to Bea, and started playing with Caitlin's cunt. "Ooh!" Angela squealed as I started to lightly suck on her clit. "That's nice!" I snaked my tongue down a little and danced it inside of her cunt, allowing myself to be in all 3 of them at the same time. I licked down a little further, tickling her asshole. Her ass didn't taste as good as Samantha's, so I moved back up to her clit.
All 3 girls were starting to moan now, so I instructed them to take off their tops and fondle their breasts. The girls started experimenting as I swooped down onto my real prize -- my sister Bea. I started licking ferociously at her cunt, lapping up every inch of her moist pink slit. She was bent over "Samantha-style" so I made sure to bury my nose in her ass and lick up and down. As the other girls masturbated and watched, I stopped entirely and stood up. They looked at me confused.
"Ok, now we're seriously going to get to work. Who wants to see a cock?" The girls' eyes lit up and I dropped my drawers, releasing my member. It was ready to explode there and then, having eaten out 4 girls tonight and not having gotten any attention itself. "Now who wants to play with it?" The girls looked at each other and waited for me to come closer, my cock swinging proudly. "Who's first?"
I approached my sister and flipped her onto her back, lifting her legs in the air. "Caitlin," I ordered, "why don't you and Angela play together while you're watching us." Caitlin kneeled behind Angela and started rubbing her cunt and playing with her tits while I prepared to penetrate Bea. She looked at me eagerly and I proceeded to squeeze my cock between her tight pink lips.
"OHHHHHH JIM," Bea moaned, "it's wonderful!" I put my hands on her ass while I started sliding my cock in and out of her. "Wow that's good, girls you hhaaaaaaaaave to try this!" I started pumping harder, feeling that familiar pressure build up in my nuts. I decided to slow down so that I could move on to her friends.
I got behind Caitlin, who was still fingering Angela, and laid her on her stomach so that her legs hung over the bed. "Angela, do you think you can help Bea out while I plow Caitlin?" She nodded eagerly and started lapping at my sister's twat. Meanwhile I rubbed my cock up and down Caitlin's little pussy. She felt pretty wet, and a bit loose. Being a cheerleader, I couldn't help but think that maybe this wasn't her first time. Since my cock was nice and wet, I decided to slide it around her asshole and get things lubed up a bit. I gently pressed against her asshole, only to have her moan, "Jim, that's my ass!"
"I know," I said. "Just go with it." She slowed down on Angela while I gently started pushing my cock into her tight asshole. It was amazingly tight on my cock, and with every inch that I shoved into her vice-like ass I heard her moan a little. "You like having hot dick in your asshole?" She moaned in agreement and I put my hands on her asscheeks, starting to build up a good rhythm. I loved watching her finger Angela while I reamed her little asshole.
"Oh my god, this feels so good," Caitlin moaned as she moved her free hand down to her clit. "Jesus christ Jim, keep fucking my ass!" And I did. I still wanted to fuck Angela but this girl's browneye was a great hostess for my dick. I decided to keep pulling her ass onto me, being sure to bring the handfuls of ass closer and closer against my body.
"I'm going to cum in your ass Caitlin, are you ready?" Angela looked back at me with a flash of anger and disappointment. "It's ok Angela, I'll be able to fuck you too." She smiled, and Caitlin started pushing back hard against my nuts.
"That's right Jim, cum in my asshole! You know you like to feel my tight little ass against your ohhhhhhhh -- " her asshole tightened as her back stiffened. She had fingered herself to orgasm, and I was about to blow a load right in her ass. She looked back at me and bit her lip, and I lost it, spewing stream after stream of boiling jizz into her tight little ass.
"Holy shit," I let out in an exasperated sigh. I had never done a girl in the ass before, and it was amazing. "Ok Angela. Where do you want it?" She looked at Bea and Caitlin for advice, but both seemed pretty pleased.
"Give it to me in my ass." I nodded and motioned for her to roll onto her stomach. "But I want to be able to eat out Bea while you do me." she added.
Bea laid down in front of her on the bed while Angela spread her ass cheeks. Caitlin got up to guide my cock into Angela's asshole, which felt a lot looser than Caitlin's. I bet this bitch shoved things up her ass all the time. My cock was dripping wet with cum and vaginal juices, so I was able to slide right in. Instantly Angela's hands dropped to her tits and clit, and I could tell she had experience with this. She was taking it like a porn star! "You dirty slut," I commented, "you feel like you've taken it in the ass dozens of times!"
Angela looked back at me and winked, her face glistening with the juices of my sister's cunt. She backed up hard onto my cock, and was participating much more than Caitlin did. I let her ride my pole for awhile, being sure to grab her hips and pull hard as she neared the base of my cock with her ass. A little while later I held her back and felt her shake her ass cheeks against my body, then pulled out for the final touch.
"Now you guys need to suck me off," I said. I didn't think they'd do it, as my cock probably tasted like a variety of vaginas and asses by now. They eagerly brought their faces to my cock, and Angela grabbed a hold of it. She started licking my nuts while pumping my dick, allowing Bea and Caitlin to stroke the head. I could feel the pressure building up deep in my cock and starting to work its way to the top. "Look out, I'm going to cum again..." I started to trail off. Instantly Bea moved from licking my cock to latching her whole mouth around the head, sucking furiously as if she could pull the cum out herself. As I started to orgasm into my sister's mouth, she tried to guzzle rope after rope of my hot chowder, but it dribbled down onto her chin. Caitlin licked it off, and gave me a thumbs up in approval of the taste.
I wanted to relax naked for a bit with the girls, but we heard Patti finishing the dishes and starting to come up the stairs. Bea freaked out so the girls threw their clothes on and went back to her room, and I sat down to give my nuts some time to recover.
Summer came and I found myself taking care of my own needs more than I'd anticipated. Bea was working at the grocery store, and Clara was off at summer camp. Samantha and Patti had full-time jobs, so I basically spent all of my time playing games at home. It got pretty lonely, and I usually would jerk off and fall asleep around 3AM. One night after finishing myself off, I was just about to fall asleep when I heard the door creak open.
"Shhh," I heard someone say, "he's asleep." I peeled my eyes open a bit and recognized Samantha's curvy shape, along with another person. "50 bucks, that's the deal," I heard Samantha whisper. I heard paper shuffling and was about to sit up when I felt someone tying my arms and legs to the bed posts.
"This better be good," a strange woman's voice whispered.
"It is. He's the best cunt licker I've ever known!"
"You know from experience?!"
"He's barely my brother, I just met the guy a month ago!"
There was a long pause and suddenly I felt someone get on the bed with me. I was being raped. Before I could consider the idea, I felt the other girl sit on my face. This was definitely not Samantha. She was much larger, and I could feel her big, cool ass cheeks against my face. Her ass had a distinct smell that I could easily place, but it wasn't necessarily bad. "How do I make him lick?" the girl asked, as if she were riding a horse.
"I don't know, I've always done it with him while he was awake," Samantha pointed out. Not wanting to make a liar out of her, I decided to play along. I snaked my tongue straight out and gave a light moan to acknowledge that I was being given a treat. The girl squirmed and grinded harder against my face, giving me a really good taste of her pussy. She tasted much stronger than Samantha, almost metallic. It was a huge turn on, licking the cunt of a strange woman I didn't even know. As a result, I started licking feverishly, allowing this girl to push her crotch even harder against my face. "OH FUCKKKKK" the girl started moaning. She got up and repositioned, forcing me to taste her asshole. It didn't taste nearly as good as any of the others I had gotten to taste, and at this point I wasn't enjoying myself.
I decided to pretend to wake up, as this fat girl forcing her ass onto my mouth was extremely unpleasant. Every time I tried talking though, she just pushed harder, forcing me to eat more of her dirty asshole. I felt her motioning and Sam giggled. Did they know I was awake? Did they just not care at this point? I started thrashing around, but with my arms and legs tied down it was more of a helpless wiggle. The girl used her arms to pin down my body, and as a result she slid her asshole over my tongue. I tried to shake her off but had too little freedom and too much mass on top of me. Every time I struggled she would just spread her cheeks and push harder, forcing me to taste more of her pungent asshole. Finally I gave in, deciding to just lick away like I would at Samantha's pussy. I thought about other things -- friends, school, video games, and licked from pussy to ass and back. Finally the girl started quaking and I felt her whimper as she rode my face. I breathed a sigh of relief as she dismounted and got dressed. She thanked Samantha and left, and I looked over at my sister.
"What the FUCK Samantha?"
"Listen," she said, "I just wanted to see if this would work. We could make a lot of money off of this!"
I was furious. I wouldn't have minded licking a hundred girls up and down, but Samantha had to do it without my permission, and more importantly, pick a fat chick. "I don't care! Untie me!"
"I don't think so," she counted her cash and raised an eyebrow, "how do you feel about another?"
I wasn't sure if she was talking about her, or another chubby friend, but I was in no mood for it. "How would you like it if I tied you down and pimped your ass out to my friends?"
She looked nervous at first, then scoffed at me. "What friends? You don't know anyone here! Fine, I'll untie you, ya big baby." She loosened my bonds and threw a $20 bill at me. "I'll see you tomorrow."
I hated her. She was such a bitch. She was always violating me in one way or another -- blackmailing me or selling me to her friends. I felt like I was doing great, taking advantage of a good situation with my other sisters. But Samantha was a pure bitch, and as much as I hated to admit it, she had me beat. I had to get back at her one way or another...if she was going to have me raped, then she had a debt to pay.
I waited for a few hours thinking of something. She was right; I didn't know anyone here. I couldn't have anyone violate her like that, except maybe Clara or Bea, but I didn't want to risk losing EVERYTHING. Finally the idea struck me. I took the cloth off of my bedposts that had subdued me not hours before, and headed towards Samantha's room.
I cracked open the door and creeped toward her bed. She was asleep, and snoring. I saw a shoebox sticking out from under her bed, and pulled it out to check out what was in it. A vibrator. I slowly pulled down the covers and noticed that she was wearing a sheer nightgown with no underwear or bra; I could see every inch of her beautiful body. I quickly tied her to the bed facedown, and stripped down naked. This was going to be good.
I climbed on top of her, and she didn't awake until my dick was knocking at her back door. All of a sudden her head lifted up and she turned around to see me grinning at her. Thankfully, I'd thought to gag her.
Samantha had a mean look in her eyes at that point, meaner than she'd ever had. Her eyes told me that she was pissed, but that she understood what she had coming to her. These were the rules of the game. Before she could break her gaze with me, I thrusted forward, burying the head of my cock into her asshole.
She felt wonderful against my body, and I was enjoying every second of being inside of her. I felt myself forgetting entirely about revenge, just enjoying the feeling of her smooth ass and legs against my flesh. I began to pummel her ass with really hard strokes, feeling her whimper every time my cock went in to the hilt. I couldn't tell if she was enjoying this or hating it, but either one made me feel even hornier. She looked back at me with a wink and I had my answer; the slut liked what was happening. Here she was, basically getting raped in the ass by her brother, and she was starting to buck back against me, meeting me with every stroke. I decided to untie the gag and heard her moan. "Oh my god Jim, you're huuuuuuuge!" I didn't even listen to her, I was too busy feeling her ass slide up and down on my flagpole.
"You like getting buttfucked don't you sis?" I made sure to pin her legs down with mine, as she was clearly into being dominated.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned, "that's right hon, fuck your sister in the ass. Oh my god it's been so long since I had such a big prick in me!" At this point I was getting ready to blow my load, and wanted to make a statement with it. I pulled out of her and approached her head. I considered shooting off in her face, but got a better idea. I held her head back and jammed my cock deep into her mouth, shooting off my milky white load as she gagged.
"There you go sis, drink every last drop of my cum." She coughed on my meat and I made sure to add, "Yeah, lick the taste of your ass of my cock." Clearly this disturbed her as she coughed even more, looking up at me with watery eyes. "I don't even know if I should untie you."
Her eyes opened wide and I knew that she was picturing the same thing I was -- being late for work, Patti finding her naked and tied up with her ass hanging out, or having to explain to one of our sisters. "Please no Jim, I'll do -- " she cut herself off realizing what she was about to say.
"Here's an idea sis," I whispered as I began to untie one of her bindings. "How about a truce? Why don't we just fuck each other when we want?"
She thought about it for a second, and then begrudgingly agreed. "Fine. But if one of us doesn't want to do it, and the other does, we still have to do it...it's hotter that way."
"Agreed," I said as I resumed untying her, "you can rape me anytime." It was going to be a good summer.
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