Capítulo 2583: MY SWEET TEA
My life has utterly and completely been upturned. But, before we get into all that, let me tell you about my life before these events. My name is Thomas Everett Gibson. I only mention my middle name because I go by Rhett. My dad's name was Thomas or Tom as he was often called and so, in order to differentiate between the two of us, I was called Rhett. (Also, my maternal granddad was named Everett, so again, the shortened name helped identify me from him.) I say was because my dad was killed in an accident when I was 6. This left my mom a single parent of three kids: me and my two sisters Stephanie and Cassandra.
Our mom did the best she could by herself. Sure, she had help from her family and in-laws (as well as the life insurance and payout for the accident), but it wasn't the same as having a partner to help her through everything that life throw at you. She has, for as long as I can remember, always worked two jobs. And has been exhausted every day. I think her work ethic, at least I always credit her, inspired me as I grew up.
My older sister recently moved back home. Stephanie really got the short end of the stick. Being the oldest, she had to grow up quicker than her younger siblings. At the beginning, our grandparents helped out as much as they could. But time moved on and, a few years later, Stephanie began watching us more frequently. This left her with little social life growing up. Tired of being the de facto babysitter to me and my younger sister, Stephanie had moved out at 18 with her, then, boyfriend. I can't say that I blamed her, but it sucked not having her there. Her boyfriend wasn't much help, either, relying on her to take care of the household chores. It took her four years to finally admit she was worse off than when she had moved out. Mom, of course, welcomed her back home with open arms. Having no degree and very few job prospects, and no social life to speak of, has left her rather depressed.
The youngest of the three of us, Cassie (Cassandra is only used by mom and only when she's in trouble), is a senior in high school and itching to graduate. Although, out of the three of us, is the one that loved her high school years the most. And why wouldn't she? Homecoming Queen, head cheer leader, lots of friends and, oddly, unattached romantically. She lived a fairly carefree life. Not to say she was ignorant of our plight or ungrateful that Stephanie and I had to help raise her (less so me since we were only two years apart). She just had more freedom to do what she wanted and no younger sibling to watch over. Whereas Stephanie had been burdened with too much responsibility and I, as the older brother, still had to watch over her.
By the time Stephanie had moved out, I was 14 (Cassie was 12). We didn't need as much supervision by this point, but I was responsible for making sure we both got to school on time and, when I got my license, carting her to and fro. I decided to start playing sports. I wanted to go out for football. My mom was worried about possible injuries and the overall cost of football was prohibitive for our finances, so instead I played soccer. Let me tell you something. Growing up in Texas and playing soccer rather than football was seen as sacrilegious. Since practices were after school, Cassie started cheerleading. Sadly, I was not good enough to get a scholarship for soccer, but I joined an intramural coed soccer group. I recently started my sophomore year at the college and hope to transfer to a university once I graduate. With my grades, I am hoping to move on to pursue a degree in biochemistry and then get a doctorate in pharmacology.
My mom was able to save quite a bit for each of us to attend college as did our grandparents, but the rising costs of higher education--and with three kids each wanting a stipend--required certain sacrifices. With my goal in mind, I knew getting a doctorate would take a hefty chunk out of my allocated funds. So I had opted to go to the community college and work part-time, despite getting most of these past two years paid for from various grants and scholarships. Saving as much as I could for my future educational endeavors. Like mom, I was oftentimes near exhausted from working and studying.
Near the beginning of my sophomore year, I began a chemistry project. In secret. I researched different over-the-counter drugs and would crush them up and mix them to try and find some kind of "pick-me-up" energy capsule. Nothing seemed to work. Until, on the rare occasion I actually went out, I ran into a guy who gave me a tablet at a party. Rather than take it then, I researched what this pill would do and decided to add it to my mixture. And, surprise, it worked. The only downside? It tasted vile! I washed it down with some sweet tea, which hid the taste.
I had enough energy from that one glass to last the entire weekend. I was stoked. I was able to find the guy on Monday to find out what it was he had, which he kept denying until I was able to convince him I wasn't going to rat him out, and if I could procure more. It took most of what I earned in a month to get enough, by my estimations, to last for the rest of the school year. I poured the mixture in empty coffee cans and stored them in my closet. I would make a gallon of sweet tea and my energy treatment. The jars were explicitly labeled "Rhett's" and no one ever drank from them.
Until one day.
As I walked in the house, I heard before I saw the rhythmic moaning and grunting of sex in perfect 5.1 stereo sound. When I registered what I was seeing on the TV, my eyes bugged out. On the living room's 75" LED TV a woman was getting fucked standing up by a man in front of her and a woman wearing a strap on dildo behind her in all of the 4K glory. The man had the woman's leg in his arm to show off his porn-star dick thrusting in her twat. The woman behind her was manhandling (woman-handling?) her massive tits while she plugged her ass with that silicone toy.
The next thing I noticed was that the moaning wasn't just coming from the TV. It was also coming from the couch in front of me. I hadn't noticed the person on the couch, since she (because I lived with a house full of women it had to be a she) was lying on her back. Her head was on the armrest, her left leg was draped over the back of the couch and her right leg was planted on the floor. That wasn't what my eyes were focused on, though.
I was mesmerized by her hands. One hand was groping and pulling and twisting her 34C breasts. The other hand was covering her mound with the fingers pistoning in and out of her pussy and her thumb making circular movements on her clit.
I stood there in awe and guilt as I watched my 24 year old gorgeous brunette sister masturbate to porn in the front room. Oblivious to my presence. I should go back outside and make more noise for her to hear me enter. I should walk to my room and let her have her privacy. I should do a million things other than what I did. All I did was stand and watch. The arousal evident by the front of my pants.
I couldn't help myself. I loosened the belt and unbuttoned my jeans. My hand slipped inside my pants and boxers and stroked my growing bulge. The sight of my sister unabashedly masturbating and the sounds coming from the TV spurred me on.
"Oh, God. So Good. Pound me. Pound my cunt. You fill me up so good. Fuck me. Fuck me harder. Fuuuuuuuck, Rhett!"
Wait, what the actual fuck? I looked at her face to see if she had in fact realized I was there, but her eyes were squeezed shut. Is she actually masturbating while fantasizing about me? As she came down from her orgasm, her eyes opened and our eyes met. I was finally able to look away, but too late.
"Oh fuck, fucky, fuckity fuckfuck. Cumming. Cumming on my brother's big cock. Fuckme Fuckme FUCK MEEEEE!" She lay still on the couch idly rubbing her mound. Her eyes blinked open, but had a post-orgasm glazed expression. She blinked a few times before she registered what she was seeing.
"Oh. Shit. Fuck. Rhett...what the fuck?" she wailed as she tried to cover up belatedly as she scrambled to hide herself behind those stupidly small decorative couch pillows that had been strewn on the floor.
I shielded my eyes with my free hand while trying to remove my hand from inside my pants. My coordination failed me as I tumbled to the floor extricating my hand from my dick. I heard rustling, but having fallen behind the couch I had no idea what she was doing.
Having straightening my attire, I finally stood back up with one hand over my eyes."Me?!? What'd I do? You were the one that...well, was doing...well THAT out here! How was I supposed to know you'd be doing...out here? Are you covered?"
"Yeah. You can open your eyes. I'm decent...ish. I'm sorry, I thought I'd have more time. You're never back here this early."
"Class got out early and I don't work today." I peeked between my fingers to see she had pulled on a robe and closed it, mostly. Seeing her somewhat modest, I dropped my hands to my side.
"Oh. Shit. Fuck! I'm sorry. I just thought...fuck..." She trailed off. I wondered why until I followed her focus. My boner hadn't subsided and was quite prominent in my jeans.
"Shit, I need to go...I should go...I'll be in my room." I started to turn and head to my room. Hoping, praying, I could get the image of my sister pleasuring herself out of my head. But who was I kidding, I was going to my room to whack off to my sister.
"Wait. Can we talk...about that? This?"
I slowly shook my head. Talk about what? My sister masturbating? My sister masturbates. I'm sure everyone, if they're being honest, does it. No big deal. My extremely rigid hard-on? It has a mind of its own. Ruled purely by my id. It was instinct. So what exactly did she want to talk about? This was my sister. I had no interest in hearing about her sex life, or lack thereof, or anything she had been doing when I walked in. I don't care that I had stopped and watched her do it. That was immaterial. Just about everyone stares at accidents or watching the police pull someone over on the side of the roads. This was no different.
"Please," she patted the cushion next to her. "I want to explain."
"You don't have to," I croaked. "I get it. We all do it. Maybe not as vocally or publicly, but we do. I'm sure even Cass and mom..." I shook my head as mentioning the other two members of our family made me wonder whether they actually did or not now manifested inside my head.
A smirk appeared on Stephanie's face. "Are you picturing our sister and mom masturbating?" I blushed crimson. "You naughty boy!" Her eyes dipped lower to my bulge in my pants. I hadn't even began to soften during this interlude. "Come here. Sit down, please." She patted the couch cushion beside her.
I dazedly started walking around the couch. What the fuck was happening here? First, she was getting herself off on the couch. Then, she was mortified I caught her. And now, she's what? Instigating things with me? I let myself be lured towards the couch. Escaping to my room forgotten.
I sat down at the other end of the couch. As far away as I could from Stephanie, but still on the couch. She offered a little pout as her shoulders dramatically rose and dropped as she let out a huff. I took the glass and swirled it around and sniffed inside.
"So look," she started. "It's been a while since I've had sex. Even before I moved back home. Zach, turns out, was getting his rocks off with some other chick." I plugged my ears. Yeah, nope. I did not want to hear this. Not at all. She moved closer to me and tugged my arm and dislodged my finger from my ear. "Rhett, listen. You said it yourself. Everyone does it. I just...I don't know...I want you to be able to look at me like your sister still."
"Okay. It might take me a bit to get," I waved my hands in the general vicinity of her as I was still looking straight ahead and not towards my sister, "this out of my head. I'm sure, after some time, things'll go back to normal," I bravely tried to convince her. Or me? I wasn't sure that I even believed that.
I finally looked at her, "As long as things go back to normal."
She looked down at my crotch. I noticed the tip of her tongue lick her lips. Here I was trying to forget everything since I got home, but my traitorous appendage was betraying me. She lunged at me and gave me a strong hug. It did not go unnoticed by me that her lush boobs were pressing into my arm. I relented and reached around with my free arm to rub her back.
She settled into our embrace, "Sometimes I miss that asshole of a boyfriend. He was horrible, but he was great in bed, when we had sex, that is." Her arm drifted south. Imperceptibly slow, until her hand grazed my covered erection. I tried to believe it was an accident. I tried to will this moment away. But it didn't. Her hand started to stroke me through my jeans. I could have stopped her. I could have grabbed her arm and pulled it off me. I sat there and watched her hand move up and down my bulge.
Stephanie was looking up into my face, but all I could see was her hand. She must have sensed my crumbling defense. I luxuriated in her touch. She smiled as her hand wrapped around my cock, as much as could be, and firmly stroked me.
"You feel bigger than him, Rhett. I bet you'd feel so much better than him. I know for a fact you'd feel better than my fingers. I want you, Rhett. I want you to fuck me. I want you to pound me. I want you to use me. I want you to do anything you want with me as long as you make me cum."
"Oh, God. Steph. I can't...we can't...we're brother...err, sister...siblings. This is wrong, Steph."
She had a lecherous smile on her face. "Does this feel wrong?" God help me, but it didn't. I laid my head back and closed me eyes as my sister kept rubbing me. She stopped and I looked back at her. She hadn't stopped, per se, but rather started loosening my pants.
She slipped down to the floor and started tugging my jeans off. I lifted my hips off the couch to let her more easily remove them. She took my jeans and boxers in one swift motion to my ankles. She put her hands on the inside of my knees and pushed my thighs apart. And lowered her face to my newly exposed cock.
She quickly descended on my cock. She wrapped her lips around my girth and bobbed her head up and down. She pulled off my length, "How's it feel, Rhett? Does it feel good having your sister give you a blow job?," she asked as she stroked me.
Fearing if I mentioned how wrong it was she'd stop, I simply nodded my head. She replaced her hand with her mouth and continued blowing me. She'd pull me almost out of her mouth and swirl her tongue around my tip before bobbing again. She would stop and start intermittently. Almost to the point of orgasm and she would slow down or stop.
By the fourth or fifth time, I'd had enough. "For fuck's sake, Steph, either let me take care of this or finish me off!"
She stood up. Fuck! Way to put your foot in your mouth this time, Rhett. I was all set to go to my room and jerk off. That is until her hand landed squarely on my chest. This 5'7" brunette beauty who couldn't have weighed more than 125, 130 pounds tops had no chance to hold me down with one hand, normally, kept me in my place.
She leaned forward looking down into my eyes. Her hands, her other hand had joined the first on my body, began pulling the t-shirt up my torso and over my head. Other than the pants and boxers around my ankles, I was naked before my sister. She stood up straight and backed away from me. I finally saw how much, or little really, she had thrown on in her haste to cover up.
She wore a sheer, lacy night shirt with more solid designs supposedly to hide certain assets. If anything, it only made her look more tantalizing. It came down just past her rump. She had, in her hurry, only buttoned the middle two buttons leaving virtually nothing secret. Her hands drifted upwards, pulling the bottom of her "shirt" to expose her naked sex. She had a trimmed landing strip as the only hair below her eyes on her body. She let the shirt fall back after the brief tease she gave me before she undid the two buttons that held the garment closed.
She pulled the two sides of the shirt open giving me an unhindered visual of her naked body. Before me stood one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. And it was my older sister. But I didn't care about that. All I cared about was making this woman, mine. Her arms straightened to her sides and the flimsy material floated to the ground as she made her way back to the couch. It felt like she was so far away from me, but in reality was only a few inches.
She straddled my hips and lowered her face to mine as we gazed into each other's eyes. Her lips brushed against mine and, before I could even think about how wrong this was, I grasped her tightly and kissed her deeply. Her tongue requested entry into my mouth and I willingly opened to accommodate. Her hands gripped the back of my head and pulled me tighter to her. I grasped her ass as she started to rub her pussy against my cock.
"Fuck, Rhett," she moaned as she pulled away from our kiss. "Fuck me, Rhett. I need this. I need this so bad." I just nodded my head unsure whether I could actually vocalize my consent or not. Her hand grasped my achingly hard shaft and guided me into her warm, loving embrace. She sank down on my tool slowly.
Once I was fully embedded in her folds, she laid her head on my shoulder. As we sat there relishing this moment, "God. You fill me up so good." She pulled herself off my chest, rested her hands against the back of the couch and shifted the weight from the front of her sex to the back of her ass rocking in my lap. Once. Twice. Three times. And paused. "You ready for your sister to fuck you, bro? You ready for your big sister to show you how much she needs a cock--her brother's cock--fucking her?"
My hands, which had been around her hugging her to me, had slid down to her waist when she had leaned back. "Yes. Fuck it, I am, Steph. Fuck me. Fuck your brother!"
She bore down and began fucking me in earnest. Her tits, annoyingly too far for me to suck, were bouncing in front of my face. I was hypnotized by the bouncing and swaying of these bountiful breasts. I looked up and saw her smile with pride having noticed my longing stare. She lowered them closer to my face never slowing down her thrusting on my rigid pole.
She didn't slow down so kissing and sucking her tits was not possible. So they just swung around smacking me in the head. I moved one hand off my sister's ass and up to her back between her shoulder blades. If I couldn't get at least one of them in my mouth, I could get my face between them. I pushed her forward so her boobs were pressed on either side of my face.
I heard her wail. "I'm cumming. I'm cumming. Fuckfuckfuck, Rhett. I'm cumming on her cock. FUUUUUUUUCK MEEEEEEE!"
I felt her pussy squeeze me in her orgasm and I couldn't hold on any longer. "Me too, Steph. Fuck I'm cumming in you. I'm cumming in my sister. FUCK!"
"Do it, bro. Shoot off in me. Fill me up." And I did. Shot after shot erupted from my glands inside my sister. And she took it all. She collapsed on me pressing her tits into my chest.
Once we came down from our mutual orgasms, "God, Rhett, I really needed a good fucking. Who knew I could find one in my own home and not some stupid app.""What?"
"Forget it. Suffice it to say, though, you weren't my first...conquest?...since moving home. But certainly the best." She shifted in my lap, leaned back to look at me in shock and awe. "You're still hard?" I nodded. "And you did cum, right? I mean I felt it." I nodded again. "Oh, brother, you definitely are the best I'm going to have. You may ruin me for other guys."
She got off me and kneeled down on the area rug in front of the couch her arms propped up on the coffee table. She looked back at me with lust in her eyes. "How 'bout you show your sister how well you fuck her?"
She wouldn't have to ask me a second time. I clambered down behind her and guided my stiff rocket back into her port of entry. The porn was still playing, surprisingly. I grabbed her hips and started hammering away. I reached one hand around my sister rubbing her clit and also pulling her back to meet my thrusts. Having cum already, it was going to take me a while to do so a second time.
Her second orgasm, at least with my dick, of the day came quickly. I fucked her through her third before her arms gave out and she just laid across the coffee table. By the fourth, my legs started cramping up and I had to pull out. I leaned back against the couch rubbing the back of my thigh.
Out of breath, "Did you cum finally?" I shook my head.
Stephanie glanced down at my pulsing cock. "Close. But my leg cramped up."
"Can you get back on the couch?" I nodded my head.
I got up and sat down where I had been before. Stephanie gingerly got up off the floor, but rather than straddle me, began to back up to me. She sat down facing away from me. Her head laid back on my shoulders. Without looking, she guided me back into her pussy. I started bouncing her up and down my dick. My hands finally resting on her tits. Kneading and fondling her tits as she bounced and wiggled on my lap, our incestuous action reflecting in the TV.
As her fifth (I lost track by this point) orgasm was building, I erupted a second time deep inside my sister. The first rope set my sister off, but exhausted she just lay in my arms twitching as her orgasm rolled through her. Once spent, my arms went limp at my side and Stephanie rolled off me and lay on the couch on her side.
"Mmmmmmm. That was good. I'ma give you a five star Yelp rating. Best. Fuck. Ever," she drawled out. "And expect me to be a repeat customer." She had a bright smile on her face as she curled up on the couch. I realized it had been a while since I had seen my sister look so happy since having to move back home.
I laid my head back and closed my eyes.
"WHAT THE FUCK, RHETT?!?""WHAT THE FUCK, RHETT?!?"
My eyes bolted open as my youngest sister yelled at me. Fuck. What time was it? Fuck this is bad.
"Why can't you just fucking masturbate in your room like everyone else? You have to come down here and watch your porn? And with Stephanie going through a horrible break-up! What a fucking bastard you are!" At 5'2" my 18 year old sister may be small, but as a cheerleader, has quite the vocal chords.
Just then my other sister let out a moan alerting our shared sister of her, or rather someone's, presence. I glanced over at Cassie to see if she registered who had made that noise, but saw only outrage. Outrage mixed now with curiosity.
"You brought a girl home to fuck?!? Seriously, Rhett, what the fuck is wrong with you. Porn and sex in the living room? Where anyone can come in and catch you?!? You are seriously..." She had been getting closer and closer. I had been trying to telepathically tell her to just leave. To not make things worse. Of course, telepathy is a not real and thus did nothing to stop my sister's advancement.
"WHAT. THE. EVER-LIVING. FUCK? RHETT? STEPHANIE? OHMYGOD! OHMYGOD! OHMYGOOOOOOOD!" She ran out of the room and into the kitchen.
I looked over at Stephanie and she had her hands up to her ears trying, vainly, to ease the throbbing of her ears after Cassie's outburst.
"Fuck, Steph. This is bad. What do we do?"
"Shh. Stay there. I'll deal with this."
"But how? We were caught. She knows. Oh my God. She'll tell..."
Stephanie placed a hand on my chest as she had sat up and was facing me by now. "She's my sister. I know what to say to calm her down." She was my sister, too. And closer to my age. Why was it she knew what to say to her and I didn't. Also, why is she so calm about this? But I didn't get to voice any of this. One, my mind was whirling with all the end of the world scenarios to process anything else. And two, my sister was slipping on that stupidly irrelevant shirt of hers and followed in the direction of Cassie.
I glanced over at the end table and saw a glass a quarter full of a brown liquid. Condensation had formed on the glass. I realized looking at that glass how thirsty I had become. I grabbed the glass and drained its contents down my throat. It wasn't all that surprising to taste sweet tea, but I was curious if it had been mine. It's not uncommon for us to have gallons of sweet tea in the fridge, hence why I make sure to label mine.
I was left alone with my thoughts. What had caused Stephanie to practically jump me? Why hadn't I resisted her advances? What the fuck were we going to say to Cassie? Or, for that matter, what was Stephanie telling her right now? It was at this point I heard a shriek and a loud moan. Almost as if someone had got hurt. I quickly sprung to my feet and haphazardly pulled up my jeans and made my way to the kitchen
Upon entering, I realized no one was in pain. Far from it. On the kitchen island with one foot resting on a bar stool and the other foot draped over Stephanie's bare shoulder, lay Cassie. Her cheerleader top lay discarded on the kitchen floor. Her hands were gripping the edges of the counter top. Her back was arched with only her shoulder and ass on solid surface. Mostly hidden under Cassie's cheerleader skirt, was Stephanie's head.
Stephanie had pulled a seat over. I figured at her height kneeling would have put her too low to reach Cassie's pussy and standing would have made her lean forward and, probably, a bit too uncomfortable.
"Oh. Fuck, Steph. Your tongue feels so good on my twat. How's my pussy taste, sis?," Cassie moaned.
"Mmmm...sssssssssss...gggggggggdddddddd," Stephanie mumbled in, I'm guessing, her folds.
"Oh God. That felt amazing. Do it again!"
Stephanie started "speaking" right in Cassie's pussy. The noises were more intelligible than anything, but Cassie was going off like a rocket. Stephanie stood from her seat, pushing the seat back in the process. Her head appeared and flipped the skirt up and over Cassie's tummy.
Stephanie then inserted two fingers into Cassie's pussy and began fingering our sister. "How do you like my finger, Cass? How would you like for Rhett to fuck this pretty, tight cunt of your?"
"YESSSS! Fuck me, Steph. Fuck me, loosen my cunt...loosen it for Rhett! I WANT RHETT..."
"What do you want, Cass? What do you want Rhett to do to your perfect little twat?"
"I want him...God, I want him to take me...take my...my vir...FUCK ME...virginity! FUCKING FUCK! I'M FUCKING CUUUUUMMING!"
The sight was surreal. Stephanie was ramming her fingers in and out of our sister's pussy. Cassie was squirming; I wasn't sure if she was trying to get away or trying to prolong her orgasm or if she was being tortured to death. In all of this, I was focused on one minute detail. One thing that was said. Cassie was a virgin. And she wanted me to punch her V-card.
After Cassie had finished her orgasm, Stephanie pulled her fingers from her hole and started to lick her fingers. She slowly turned towards the entrance. Once she saw my presence, she stalked up to me. Still licking her fingers. When she got to me, she wiped one of her digits on my upper lips under my nose. Then she traced that finger around my lips like a lip balm.
I couldn't help myself. God help me I tried. I licked my lips of my younger sister's nectar. It was then that Stephanie pushed the same finger in my mouth. I sucked on it. I ran my tongue over and around the invading digit.
"I was wondering how long you were going to sit on that couch, bro. So did you hear our little sister? Did you hear her scream for you?"
With the finger in my mouth, I merely nodded my head.
"Good. She's all wet and ready for you. You just need to lose these," and she quickly had my jeans around my ankles again. I was in a daze as I stepped out of my jeans and towards my panting sister.
I gripped her ankles. I caressed up her legs with a light almost feathery touch. My entire focus was on her leg where my hand touched her. I got to her knee and pulled her leg up. I kissed the inside of her thigh. I vaguely heard Cassie mewl. My kisses went further up her thigh towards her molten center. When I finally reached the apex, I lightly blew over her mound.
I looked up and saw Cassie. She was leaning on her elbows watching me, biting her lip in anticipation. "Did you mean it, Cass? Do you want me to fuck you?"
She nodded her head. "That's not good enough, Cass. I need to hear you say the words. Do you want me to fuck you. To fuck. Your virgin. Cunt?"
"Fuck, yes, Rhett. Fuck me. Take my virginity."
I pulled her closer to the edge of the counter by her ankles. Stephanie, by this point, had gotten behind me. She grasped my dick in her hand. As Cassie's body got closer to me, Stephanie guided my steel rod into our sister. How was I still so hard. I'd cum twice. Or was it three times? This is fucking insane! But once I was inside my sister, all other thoughts were vanquished from my mind.
"Oh, God. So full. Don't move. Not yet." I just held her waist. It took all my willpower not to start thrusting inside Cassie. Her pussy was so tight and welcoming. All I wanted to do was make it mine. To pound her pussy in submission to my cock. But I did as I was asked and let her get used to being impaled on my dick.
Stephanie had moved to her head. She started fondle Cassie's breasts. They were smaller than her own, probably a 32B. But they suited her small petite frame perfectly. "How's it feel, sis, to have your big brother fill you up?"
"So good. So full."
"Just wait until you feel him fuck you. Feel his hands on your hips and pull you up and own on his massive tool. Using your pretty cunt...use you like his own little fucktoy."
"Fuck. I want that...I want that so bad." Cassie looked at me and nodded her head. "I want you, bro. I want you to fuck me. Fuck me like you did to our sister."
With permission granted. I started sliding in and out of Cassie's well lubricated hole. I started slowly. Agonizingly slow. In all the way to my balls. Out all the way to the tip of my dick. In. Out. Steadily. I felt her pussy loosen up. I slid in more easily. With that ease, my pace increased. Pretty soon, Cassie was matching my thrusts. She lowered her ass when I thrust in and raised her hips when I pulled out.
After my sex session with Stephanie, I knew I wasn't going to be cumming any time soon. May as well make sure Cassie's first time was as great as I could make it. At least as great as can be being fucked on a counter top, that is.
Stephanie leaned in and kissed Cassie passionately. "You look so hot getting pounded on the counter. You look like a fucking slut. A hot fucking slut. For your brother!," Stephanie said.
"I want to be," Cassie responded looking directly at me.
"And what about me?," Stephanie asked while, at the same time, forced Cassie's chin to face her. "Don't I get something in return? Something for getting you off? Hmmm?" She pouted.
"Do you want me...to do...you know?," She tilted her head downwards.
"What do you mean?," Stephanie innocently asked with batted eye.
"Stephanie, get your ass up here so I can eat your pussy!," Cassie demanded.
"Oh, my. So demanding," she giggled as she climbed on to the counter top. She carefully placed her knees on either side of Cassie's head and lowered her pussy to her mouth. Just before Cassie's mouth was in range, "Oh and I am pretty sure there is quite a bit of Rhett's spunk in there for you to eat, as well."
Before Cassie could respond, Stephanie sank down on her haunches and covered Cassie's mouth. Stephanie, facing towards me, grasped Cassie's tits and started rubbing her sex on our younger sister's face.
"God, Rhett. Who would have thought we'd be doing this as a sibling bonding activity? Using our own sister to get ourselves off!"
"Mmmmph ggggtttt mmmm fffffff ooooooo," Cassie mumbled under Stephanie.
Stephanie, looking over her shoulder trying to see Cassie's eyes, "What was that, Cass? We couldn't understand you."
"Mmmmph ggggtttt mmmm fffffff ooooooo," she repeated.
"Didn't mom tell you not to speak with your mouth full?"
"MMMMMMM GGGGGGNNNNNNN SSSSSSSSnnnkkkkkk oooooooooo."
"What..." SMACK! With the lack of any real leverage, I was surprised my little sister could get that much force in the spanking she delivered to Stephanie's ass. "Ow, you bitch!," she cried out as she leaned up off Cassie's face.
"I SAID," Cassie began, "You have to get me off, too!"
Stephanie, rubbing her ass, responded, "Well, I thought that was obvious. So do you mind if I use your tongue some more? Or are you going to spank me again?"
"Stop being a bitch and I'll be happy to have you ride my face, sis."
Stephanie blew our sister a kiss as she regained her seat. "By the way, you're right about that mumbling in a pussy. The vibrations make all kinds of tingly sensations go straight up to your spine."
"Mmmmmmphhhh kkkkkkkkkkkknnnnnnnnn rrrrrrrrghhhhht."
"Rhett, our little sister sure knows how to eat a cunt."
"I'll...have to...take...your word...ugh, for it. But she has...the tightest...fucking...cunt I've...ever had."
Stephanie lowered her body so she was laying on top of Cassie. Being taller by almost half a foot, she was able to easily get into position to tongue Cassie's clit and my shaft as it exited her pussy. We were at it for a while just moaning and groaning. I felt Cassie's pussy clamp down on my cock in orgasm. Her legs wrapped tightly around me.
I was no where close to being done, though. I kept the pace going fucking her through her first orgasm. Her second was coming up. She started to shake and squirm, but with Stephanie on top of her she had no where to go.
She patted Stephanie's ass. Stephanie raised up. "Anything wrong, sis?"
"I'm...I need...I need to stop. I can't...can't take it...no more. Please...please, just...fucking cum. Dammit. Cum in me."
Stephanie lowered herself back on Cassie's face. She looked up at me and pulled my face down and kissed me. The kiss was full of lust and passion. When she pulled away she said, "You heard our sister, pound away and cum in her!"
I upped my speed. Cassie was unable to keep her ministrations going with Stephanie, but Stephanie wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. She was intent to watch me, her brother, cum in our sister. I had been keeping a steady pace for a while knowing it wouldn't be long for my orgasm to erupt. I was just trying to hold it off for as long as possible. But with my sister begging me to cum, I was no longer holding back.
As I railed my sister, she let out a series of high pitched wails. I thought for sure the neighbors down the street would be able to hear her moan. But I wasn't worried about that. I had a sister to cum in. It was not forceful. My older sister had taken much of my seed earlier, even at 20 with youth on my side. But it was till satisfying. Maybe I'll be able to cum with more force in Cassie later, but not today. Not now.
Having finished my orgasm, I turned around and slid to the ground resting my back against the wood of the island and closed my eyes. I heard Stephanie clamber off the island and pad her way to the refrigerator. She opened the door. I felt a blast of cold air before the door was shut again. Cassie lay on the counter top panting.
I felt a cold glass being pressed against my forehead. I grasped the offering and, without opening my eyes, solid gulp whatever was in my hand. More sweet tea. Half the glass was empty when I opened my eyes and saw Stephanie put the jug back into the refrigerator. The jug with my name on it.
"Steph, was that my sweet tea?"
"Um, yeah. We ran out of our normal batch, so I had some today. I didn't think you'd mind."
"Well...um, honestly..."
"Come on, bro! It was just a couple glasses. It was just so hot today and I was so thirsty."
"Two?!? Oh, shit. Oh fuck."
"What's the big deal?"
"The big deal? The big deal?!? The big deal is that that tea is drugged!"
"WHAT?!?"
"Look, I made a special batch for energy. Between work, school and intramural soccer I was always exhausted. So I came up with that tea. But I only ever drink one glass and only on days I have classes and work on the same day. I have no idea what drinking more than that would do. Exactly how much did you drink?"
She pulled out the jug and showed me. That was a full jug this morning. I made it fresh the night before. It was now more than half empty. "I had two glasses. Well, most of two glasses. The rest is in the living room on the end table."
I shook my head, "No, it's not."
"Oh. Well, then. I then poured Cassie and myself a glass as I was trying to explain what she walked in on. And then these three glasses." I put my head in my hands. I have no idea what kind of shit we were in for.
Was this the cause of her behavior earlier? I never did any clinical studies on my experiment. Nothing like this had happened. Or had it? I thought back on the times I had drank my sweet tea. Sure, I felt hornier than usual, but I just chalked it up to having more energy lately. It did nothing to make me lust after my sisters, though. Maybe that was the lack of opportunities for Stephanie. Or maybe she'd always had latent incestuous tendencies. No, it had to be that I was the only constant male in her life. Yes, that had to be it. I tried my hardest to convince myself that it was just a lack of opportunities. Although, Stephanie could attract just about any male, or female if she were so inclined, easily.
Also, it did nothing to justify why Cassie had wanted Stephanie and me. Cassie was popular in high school. Was absolutely gorgeous and out-going. Why would she jump into an incestuous relationship with Steph and I?
I soon felt a warm embrace. Well, technically, two warm embraces on either side of me. My half naked younger sister, she still had her skirt on, and my fully naked older sister. They each had their glasses of sweet tea in their hands. Cassie was still sipping her tea. I looked at her incredulously.
She arched her eyebrow, "What? I only had one glass," she raised her glass up to inspect it, "Glass and a half. Is it really going to get any worse than what already happened?" She took a sip. "Or, maybe I'd like to see what worse feels like if this was so bad."
Stephanie giggled, "Oh it gets much, much worse." She leaned across me, "And by worse I mean even better!"
"Ooooh, I like the sound of that!" She slammed the rest of her tea down her throat.
"What the fuck, Cass?" But I didn't get an answer from her as she was soon between my legs sucking our combined juices from my cock.
"If I were you, bro, I'd finish your tea and see how much trouble you and Cass can get into before mom comes home from work," she said as she stood and gave me a wink.
The half glass of tea I had and Cass's amazing mouth made up my mind. It was too late now any way. I gulped down the rest of my glass and watched my sister's head bob in my lap.
"You two, go and get out of here. Mom could be home any minute and I still need to get dinner ready."
Cassie let off my dick with a pop, "You aren't going to join us?"
"I had him already to myself. Seems you should get some alone time with him, now. Besides, if I joined y'all, who'd get dinner made?"
Stephanie, after she had moved back home, had taken to doing the cleaning and cooking. Mom insisted she didn't need to, but Stephanie had told her that she felt she was taking advantage of mom's goodwill. Mom kept telling Stephanie she could never take advantage when she would always be there to take care of her daughter, or any of her children. Stephanie still did all of the housework. Deep down I think mom appreciated it, though.
"So, big brother, want to take me to your room? See what we can do before dinner?"
"With a proposition like that, how could I say no?"
"Piggyback ride?"
"Sure." I had never given a piggyback ride to a naked teenager before. Normally, she would be quite easy to pick up and carry. At just over 100 pounds, she was quite light. What made it difficult, aside from the nakedness, was the sweat and juices running down her thighs. Right where I needed my hands to get a grasp on this slippery teenager.
We were finally situated and about to make it to my room before Stephanie called out, "Wait! Grab your clothes before mom gets home!" Stephanie threw Cassie's top and bra at us, which landed on Cassie's head, before jamming her panties in Cassie's mouth. My pants, which had the boxers in them went over our shoulders. I went out to the living room and was able to fumble around and get my t-shirt in my hands without, thankfully, dropping Cassie nor falling over myself.
With clothes in hand, and on head and shoulders, we managed to get to my room. Once there, I backed over to my bed and unceremoniously dropped my sister on my bed. "Hey! That's no way to treat a lady!"
"When I finally bring a lady to bed, I'll remember that."
"Hmmmph! If you hadn't fucked me so well, I may have held that against you." She proceeded to toss the clothes that were hanging off her to the side of the bed.
"Oh, yeah?" I dropped my clothes to the floor. "And since I fucked you so well, what will you hold against me?"
"I think I have something you'd really like to be held against." She got up on her knees as she reached behind her to unzip her skirt.
"Yeah. I think you might!" I launched myself on the bed turning slightly in midair to land on my back next to my younger sister. I pulled her on top of me once I landed. We made out on the bed. My hands keeping hers behind her. She squirmed her way out of my clutches. And sat up. Her hands still behind her back and her tits jutting out.
"Do you like my tits, Rhett?" I nodded my head.
"What do you like about them? They're quite small."
I sat up. Did she really not know how beautiful she was. I held her hips and looked into her eyes. "Your tits are magnificent. They frame your body so well." I reached up and touched them for my first time. They fit in my hands perfectly. I then released them and made my hands come out further. "You'd look silly with massive jugs like these. Hell, your cheerleading days would be over! You'd topple over from the weight." I shrank my hands to a slightly smaller size. "These might do, but again look how small everything else is about you." I cupped her breasts again. "Nope. These are perfect!"
I leaned down and kissed each one. I went back to the first and gave it more kisses. Then the other. Always bestowing the same amount of attention to each. I had no idea why Cassie would think her breasts weren't good enough, but I was going to show her I loved them both just as they are. Her hands were clutching my hair as I lavished attention on her breasts. Until, that is, she gently pulled me up so we could kiss.
She wrapped me in her arms as we made out in my bed. She leaned into me and I lost my balance. We tumbled backwards. But we didn't stop kissing. I ran my hands up and down her back. She just clutched me in a way that made it feel like she would never let me go. Almost like she was afraid I was dissipate into thin air. My hands made it to the zipper on her skirt. She had only managed to get it half way before she forgot about it. I eased the zipper the rest of the way.
She broke the kiss and pulled her head away to look down at me. "Naughty boy! Getting your younger sister naked in your bed. Tsk tsk. I'm going to have to teach you a lesson."
"Oh, no. Whatever will that be?"
"Well, since you asked, actions have consequences, brother. So you should never do something like that unless you intend to follow through with it!" She wiggled out of her skirt and sat up straight.
I was looking up at my sister in all her naked glory. I rested my hands on her hips. Her eyes were fiercely eye-fucking me. Her breath was heavy and her breasts were heaving. "And what if I tell you I intend to follow through with my actions?"
"I'd say you learned your lesson, dear brother." She backed up so my cock was at her entrance.
"I think, if you really want me to learn my lesson, you should guide me into your entrance. You know so I really know what intentions I was giving off, by you know, undressing you."
She smiled wantonly, "Oh, you do now? You want your little sister," she grabbed my cock and pointed it straight up, "to guide your massive cock," she lowered herself so just the tip was parting her folds, "up into her tiny, tight, twat," she sank down until half my length was inside her, "and I bet you want her to ride your cock," I was balls deep in my younger sister, "until you cum deep inside her, don't you?" She gyrated her hips.
"I want to watch you. I want to watch you use my cock to get off. I want you to cum on my cock. Show me how much you want your brother to fuck you. Then, once you get off, I am going to have you on your hands and knees as I fuck you from behind. Is that what you want?"
She nodded her head as she started to ride my cock. I gazed longingly at my sister. She blushed as I roamed my eyes lovingly across her exposed body. My hands grazed up her silky smooth sides before pressing against her boobs. Her tits really did fit perfectly in his hands. Her stiff nipples poking his palms.
She put her hands on my chest as she rode my length. Letting out moans of enjoyment. "Fuck, Rhett, I never thought sex would be so great. I hope you don't mind, but I may be asking for more of this in the future."
At this point, I don't think I could resist the urge to fuck either of my sisters. And was hoping they had felt the same way. Seems I didn't have to worry about Cassie, though. She collapsed on my chest, shivering from her latest orgasm. "God, I love how you look at me when I fuck you, Rhett."
I stroked her back, still hard and inserted in her pussy. "How do I look at you?"
"You look at me like," she paused as she tried to form the words, "I don't know. Like I'm the most beautiful person you have seen. But, also, with all the love you have for me as your sister. It's just...it makes me want...it makes me feel so loved, I guess."
I kissed the top of her forehead. "I do love you, Cass. Nothing's gonna change that."
She smiled up at me. "Good! But I think you promised me some doggy-style fucking."
"You sure? You seem pretty content lying here like this," I motioned across her body, "on me."
"You do make a good snuggle pillow, but your hard cock pressed so devilishly wicked in me is making it hard to snuggle. So maybe, if you cum, this problem will ease and we can get a nap."
"Do you think that'll work?"
"It's my working theory."
"Well, I am all for the scientific process. I guess it's time to test your working theory." I slipped from under her and maneuvered her so she had her ass up in the air. She got up on her elbows and looked over her shoulder at me.
I couldn't believe this young woman was in my bed. I ran my hands up the back of her thighs to her ass. Then, my hands ran between her cheeks and to her inner thighs where I pushed them apart. I took my shaft in hand and inserted myself once again inside my younger sister.
I grabbed her waist and hammered inside of her. She started moaning louder and louder. I had images flash before my eyes of all the sex I'd had today with my two sisters. The looks on their faces. The sounds they emanated. All of it. With everything that has happened so far and the sounds coming from below me, I unleashed more of my seed into my sister.
Spent, I rested my chest on her back holding her up. I rolled to my side. With my arm still clutching around her waist, I pulled her down with me. My wilting penis slipped out of her pussy as we drifted off for a well-deserved nap.
I faintly heard her whisper, "I love you, Rhett."I woke up still cradling Cassie. I gently withdrew my arm from under her head. She groaned at the disturbance, but didn't wake. I slipped out of bed and threw on a pair of sweats. I decided I really needed to figure out what I had laced my sweet tea with. So I jumped on my computer. It was the only thing I really splurged on.
The supplements I had added was mostly Chinese herbal medicines. But I had purchased them from a store in a predominantly white neighborhood with very little Chinese influence. Perhaps, some of the effects weren't actually what they had been advertised as. (And of course I needed to find out what that illicit drug really was as well.)
Doing my my research, I found that some of the herbs I used did have additional effects that weren't mentioned in the shop. Some of which, enhanced others I used. Then came the doozy. The drug I had procured was a new designer drug on the market. It was similar to ecstasy, but with some changes to its molecular compound.
Turns out that all of these herbs coupled with the drug really did a number on myself and my sisters. For one, it seems to effect women more acutely than males. It did the same thing, just more pronounced, like a higher sex drive. Due to the fact that Stephanie had had two and a half glasses and Cassie had a full glass whereas I had only half a glass plus a built up tolerance, it had hit Stephanie and Cassie harder than myself. The biggest one, at least concerning me, was some of the herbs promoted sexual stamina and a reduced refractory period.
My biggest concern, though, was how will my sisters react once the drugs leave their system. Are they going to be guilt-ridden? Or blame me for taking advantage of their heightened states? With a drug like ecstasy, sexual inhibitions would be lowered. I just hope this dalliance doesn't end up dividing us.
I heard rustling behind me as Cassie started to rouse. "Mmmmmm. Whatcha doin'?," she groggily inquired.
"Just some research. How do you feel?"
"Like I just had the best fuck in my life. No, wait. It, literally, was the best fuck of my life wasn't it?"
"About that..."
"Wait. Do you regret doing...that?"
"I mean, I am your older brother. I'm supposed to protect..."
"Fuck that, Rhett! You hear me?," she had sprung out of my bed and turned my computer chair to face her so quickly I didn't have any idea how she moved so quickly. "This was the single best day of my life. You are not going to take this from me. You aren't going to make me regret this." She plopped down on my lap straddling my hips. "I love you. Okay? All of my heart. All those years you took me to school, helped with my homework, everything. I compare every boy...every...single...guy...I meet to you. And not one compares to you."
She bent down to kiss me. I just held her close to me. Once the kiss broke, "But the tea, Cass, there's drugs...I drugged you. Can't you see?"
"Sure. It might have something to do with what happened. But not everything. Not what was in here," she touched her chest, "or here," she touched my chest. "When I caught you on the couch, I lost it. I have wanted you for so long, brother. And you flaunting it out front wasn't something I could deal with. Then, I heard another woman and I got jealous. To find out that it was our sister, I was furious. I was so mad at Stephanie for taking you from me. At you, because why couldn't you do that to me. And at myself, for not going after what I wanted to begin with."
She sniffled and continued, "When Stephanie came into the kitchen, she poured a glass of that tea for each of us. She tried to explain what happened, but even she was surprised with what had gone on. The more she talked and the more we sipped the tea, the more turned on I got. We got. I was admiring her body in that flimsy little shirt that hid nothing. And I realized why you had to have her. I wanted her too. When she leaned in to kiss me, I just melted into her. I can't blame you for wanting her, but now we can all share each other."
"But Mom..."
"We'll have to be careful, for sure, but with all the time she isn't here I'm sure we can fool around quite a bit."
"So is Steph wanting to keep going?"
"I dunno. We'll just have to ask her. If not, more for me. But, from what I can figure, more on how she said what she said than what she said, it sounded like she needed to be fucked. It sounded like it had been a long time, even while living with her ex, since she'd had sex. Of course, sex with her brother may be on her menu as well."
At the word menu, both Cass's and my stomachs started to growl. "Speaking of food, I wonder how much longer before dinner," Cassie said. She looked past my shoulder to my desk clock and saw the time. "Shit! I better get to my room and change before Mom finds me like this."
She quickly gathered her clothes and scampered to the door. "Wait! Your panties," I said noticing them still on the floor.
She went and picked them up and flung them at me. "Keep 'em. You earned it." She beamed brightly and bolted to her room.
I stared at my computer screen and the information I had gathered. Did I regret what happened? Did I want this new situation to end? It seemed my sister, at least one, was uninterested in stopping. But someone had to be rational, though. So much could go wrong. Mom, while often out of the house, would surely be able to, in time, figure out what was going on.
While deep in concentration, I heard a knock on the door. Through the cracked door, "Hey, dinner's ready," followed by the padding of feet. I got up and grabbed a t-shirt and threw it on as I made my way to the dining room.
"...should get out more. You're still sexy as hell, mom," I heard Stephanie saying.
As I made my way through the kitchen to the dining room, I saw mom was finishing up a glass of tea. Presumably, a glass of my sweet tea. I cocked my eyebrow at my older sister, but she just smirked and gave me a wink.
"Thanks, Steph, but I doubt very much I am, as you say 'sexy as hell'."
"Nonsense, mom! I had a couple of boyfriends that couldn't keep their eyes off you, In fact, some of my girl friends mentioned having...thoughts...about you while growing up."
Sighing, "Even so, I don't really have much time, or energy, to pursue a relationship." But I could tell mom was enjoying the praise that Stephanie was bestowing on her. "But I appreciate the compliments." Mom went in for a side hug with Stephanie, but Stephanie turned and caught mom in a full frontal hug. Breasts pressing up against breasts. Stephanie leaned in and gave mom a lingering kiss on the lips. Not long enough for it to be inappropriate, but long enough for mom to awkwardly pull away. Mom walked past Stephanie, who smacked mom on her ass and gave her a wolf whistle on her way past. Mom looked back, blushed, and turned back heading to the table.
"Great, Rhett! Just in time. Help me carry out dinner."
"What are you doing?!?," I whisper yelled at Stephanie.
"What? I am just trying to get mom to realize she could use some companionship."
"Did you give her some of my tea?"
"I told her how good it was and how much Cass and I liked it. So, of course, I had to offer her a glass. It's a warm day, she just got off from work and could use a nice refreshing drink. It wasn't my fault she had a second glass."
My eyes bugged out. She gave our mom TWO glasses of sweet tea? I noticed she had the remaining jug of sweet tea left out for our dinner.
"Stop looking at me like that! Today was fine and, based on personal experience, mom'll want to have an experience soon as well."
"Do you know what was in the tea?," I ask suspiciously.
"Not exactly, but I know the effects of ecstasy, or molly, to know the general idea of what was added to your tea. There was something different about it, though. Like I knew what I was doing, who I was doing it with, but I couldn't stop. Actually, didn't want to stop. It's why, once we got into the kitchen, I immediately gave Cassie some as well. The results were much like my own so figured getting mom involved would make it easier for us all to keep this new development from ending."
Oh my God. My sisters had no intention of quitting whatever this is. In the back of my head, a very quiet voice echoed in the silence, Is this really that bad of an idea, though? Of course it was, but I realized I had no desire to stop either.
I carried the pot of spaghetti while Stephanie carried out the jug and plate of garlic Texas toast. Cassie came up behind us. "Be a dear, Cass, and grab the parmesan cheese for me, sis," Stephanie called over her shoulder.
We sat at the table and ate our food, finished my freshly made sweet tea and talked about our day. Turns out mom didn't have her second job today. Stephanie insistently interjected her day's activities with subtle innuendos. Obviously, since I knew exactly what she was implying, thought she was blatantly telling our mom of the sexual escapades we three had been involved in. But mom either didn't understand what our sister was trying to infer or she didn't care. At that point, with the sweet tea, either option was perfectly viable.
Upon finishing dinner, Cassie got up and cleared the table and mom stood up, "I think I am going to call it an early evening."
"Actually, mom," Stephanie started, "since you have the night off, why don't we make it a family movie night? It's been too long since we all were free. It'd be nice to spend some more time with each other."
"Well, I suppose that would be nice. Get to spend the night with my three babies," mom beamed. "I just want to finally get out of these work clothes. I'll just be a minute."
"Sure, mom. I'll go find something to watch while Cass and Rhett load the dishwasher."
As mom wandered off to her bedroom, Stephanie pulled me aside. "You may as well start making some more sweet tea while we wait for mom." She showed me the empty jug.
I set the stove on high with a pan of water to boil. I went to my room and found my mixture of herbs and drugs. I had them in individual sealed containers. One container per gallon of tea. With container in hand, I made my way back to the kitchen where Cass was rinsing the used dishes and putting them in the dishwasher.
While I busied myself with the tea making process, Stephanie was in the front room perusing the streaming services we had available for tonight. With Cass and my tasks completed, we headed to the living room. Cass walked intimately close to me as we made our way to the couch that started today's events.
The couch was big. I sat near the middle, which was aligned directly center of the TV, with Cass on my left and Stephanie was situated next to Cass. This left my right for mom to sit. Stephanie kept scrolling through the titles and anxiously looking at the clock.
She glanced across Cass and asked me, "Rhett, go find out what's taking mom so long, please."
I got up with a groan from Cassie as she had to remove her head from my shoulder and unwrap her arms from around me. Seems she wasn't interested one bit in ending what we had started today. "Seriously, Cass, it'll be less than a minute and you can snuggle with him again."
I went to mom's bedroom and as I brought my hand up to knock on her door a sound stayed my hand. At first, it was a faint sound. A buzzing sound. It sounded like a fan, but the fan was revved up a little too high. Then a moan. OH, GOD! Mom was masturbating behind that door. I scampered back to the living room. I saw Cassie had shifted so she now snuggled up on Stephanie.
"So? Is she coming?," Stephanie asked.
"Maybe."
"Maybe? What's that mean?"
"She was...I mean, I didn't want to interrupt her."
"Fine! I'll go fetch her."
I sat down and Cassie immediately shifted to snuggle with me. A few seconds later Stephanie came back giggling as she plopped back on the couch.
"Yeah. I see what you meant by maybe coming. But, by the time I got there she was definitely cumming." Cassie gave our sister an inquisitive look. To which, Stephanie made a lewd hand jester to signify a female masturbating. "But I made sure she knew we were waiting on her."
It didn't take long after that for mom to come and join us looking a bit flustered. She was wearing a loose fitting t-shirt from a concert of a band long disbanded (she had kept a lot of dad's old shirts and adopted them as her sleep wear) and a pair of satin shorts. She sat down on the end chair, but Stephanie wasn't having that. "Mom, there's plenty of room on the couch beside Rhett."
"Oh, no, I'm quite fine over here. Thanks, though."
"Mo-om," Stephanie said drawing out the monosyllabic word into two. "Come on. It's family movie night. Can't really be a family movie night with you clear across the room from us." In reality, mom was only a few feet away.
"Yeah. I suppose you're right," mom said as she got up and joined us on the couch. "What's tonight's movie, then?"
Stephanie flipped through the offerings landing on a movie I had heard a lot about but hadn't yet watched. "Blue is the Warmest Color. It's a romantic drama about a girl discovering herself and finding love. It's won some awards and such."
It was a long movie. I can't profess I paid attention through it all. One, it was French and subtitled. But mainly I had a young woman on one side of me with her dainty hand inside my sweats stroking my dick constantly. Cassie had made sure to place my hand inside her shorts so I could finger her, as well. On the other side, I had a mature woman squirming in her place. At one point, I swear she started masturbating beside me before she realized where she was and who she was with and quickly stopped. Then she would forget again and start all over. For two hours this went on.
Until Stephanie leaned over Cassie and I, "You know mom, it'd be less distracting if you let Rhett just take care of you."
I stared at Stephanie aghast. I was about to reprimand her before mom stated, "Wh-what did you say? Why would you say such a thing?"
"Because, mom, we all know what you were doing in your room. We all know what you are doing out here. And, quite frankly, we all understand. It's been a long time since you've been laid and you are probably itching to get some relief. Rhett's the only one here with a dick, unless you have a nice hard strap-on for Cass or I to wear, to really give you the fucking you need."
I was shocked Stephanie would be so direct. So shocked, in fact, I couldn't even form words to respond to her. Mom seemed to be just as shell-shocked. But glancing down at Cass, who still had her hand stroking my dick, looked absolutely wanton in her desire.
"I...he's my son. You're my daughters. It's so...no, it's wrong! I mean," she looked down. The blanket covering Cass and I was moving up and down right over my crotch. Cassie was no longer hiding her ministrations to my penis.
"Rhett? Are...are you...oh, God...you're masturbating?"
"Well, yes and no, mom," Cassie said. "He is fingering me, and has been all through the movie, and I am giving him a handjob." As Cassie said this, Stephanie yanked the blanket off of us and flung it to the floor.
"Oh...oh, God!," mom wailed as she bolted from the room.
"Shit!," I said.
"Fuck! I thought that would work," came from Stephanie.
I pulled Cassie's hand out of my sweatpants as I extricated my fingers from her tight slit. I got up and made my way to our mom's bedroom. In her haste, she hadn't closed the door. She lay on her stomach on her bed.
I tentatively knocked on her door. "Mom?" She didn't respond. "Mom? Can I come in? I'd like to try to explain, if I could."
She rolled over and sat up, her legs dangling from the end of the bed. "Explain? Explain how my children are...are...what? Having sex?"
I carefully made my way into her room. "Yes. In a sense. It was a shock to me too."
She looked at me guardedly. "How did...? When did...? I just...I can't..." She held her face in her hands.
"Well the when is easy. It started today. The how is harder. I still don't know the entire thing. Still searching for the answers. But the short of it is this. The sweet tea I make for myself is to help me gain energy, but I had to add some things in it. Mostly Chinese herbal medicines, but I also laced it with what has similar characteristics to ecstasy. It's never effected me quite like today, but when Stephanie and--later--Cassie drank it...well, this happened. I don't know why it effected them so much when it never did for me. Again, before today, that is."
My mom had been looking at me during this whole explanation. But I also noticed her eyes drifting due south. I hadn't lost my erection. Damn that tea. My mom licked her lips.
"So you and your sisters...?" I nodded my head. "Do you want...do you find me attractive?" Again I nodded my head.
Even at 42, almost 43, years old, mom had an amazing figure. She was about Stephanie's height, slightly taller at 5'8" and her boobs were similar size. I'd seen her bras in the laundry and found her to be a 36C. Sure she wasn't quite as fit as either Stephanie or Cassie, but with her working as much as she did and the yoga she did to keep up some active lifestyle she wasn't overweight, either.
"Mom, you are gorgeous. It's obvious that my sisters inherited their looks from you. And they are smoking hot. As are you."
"But, Rhett, it's incest!"
"I know. But after today, I don't think I really care. I love my sisters. I love you. And nothing we do is going to change that. I did a lot of thinking today. Well, when I wasn't having sex. And the lingering thought I keep having is if we actually want this and no one is being forced then what's the harm? If it's just a way for you to get off, then I don't think it's any worse than hugging. I don't know maybe it's the drugs talking, the handjob Cassie was giving me, or what. But I just don't care any more and want what I want. Morals be damned."
Mom got off the bed and sashayed her way to me. "So if I did this," she pulled me into a kiss. And not a mother-son kiss, but rather a deep, passionate, I-haven't-seen-you-in-months lover's kiss. She pulled away.
I wrapped my arms around her and sank into another kiss with my mom. One hand went behind her neck holding her face to mine. My other hand slipped down to her ass and gripped it firmly. I slowly walked her back to the bed.
"Please..." Her knees hit the edge of the bed and she fell to her ass on the bed.
"Please? What, mom? What do you want?" I looked down at my mom.
"I need...your sister interrupted me...I was close...then, the movie...I need to cum."
I leaned down and kissed mom again. I gently pushed her back to the bed. I leaned back and ran my hands along her sides pulling her shirt up. I stopped as the shirt was just below her breasts. I looked at her imploringly. She nodded her head. I slipped the shirt over her breasts. She leaned up so I could pull it the rest of the way off.
Mom was breathing heavily. Her breasts rising and falling. I leaned down on the ground and pulled her shorts off. She hadn't bothered with underwear. Unlike my sisters', mom left hair on her mound. She had it trimmed in a triangle. I started massaging my mother's calves while kissing her legs. I slowly crept my attentions up her leg then started lavishing attention on her opposite leg.
Mom was lowly moaning as I worked my way up to her dripping, needy cunt. Once I got there, I wasted no time as I licked around her lips. I started kissing and nibbling on her labia. I kissed up her stomach to her breasts. One hand I slipped inside the folds of my mother. The other massaged a breast. I kissed my way up to her face as we began making out on her bed. It was surreal fingering my mother while passionately kissing her and groping her breast.I slinked down her body back to her pussy and started licking her. I was going to make my mother cum on my tongue. I pushed my finger in and out while eating her out. She started squirming and moaning loudly. I was sure my sisters could hear her, but what did it matter?
Her orgasm came crashing down on her. She wasn't vocal like my sisters outside of the moans and grunts, but I could still tell when her orgasm started.
"Wow. I can't believe we never jumped him before now," Stephanie said from behind me. I turned around and noticed we had an audience.
"Right?," Cassie responded.
Mom lay beneath me panting. She glanced at me, "I need you to fuck me, Rhett. I haven't had a cock in me for almost fifteen years."
"Come on, sis," Stephanie voiced, "Let's get a closer look at our brother's work." Stephanie led Cassie to the bed by her hands. They dropped each other's hands as they went on either side of the bed. They sat down on either side of mom and watched as I guided myself in mom's pussy.
Cassie started running her fingertips along mom's side until she reached her breast. She looked down almost startled she had started touching mom so intimately, but looked at her and smiled. As I was thrusting in and out of mom, Cassie leaned down and started to suckle at her breast.
Stephanie, seeing this, began to imitate our younger sister. Mom started stroking her daughters' backs while moaning as she was close to another orgasm. As much sex as I have had today, I was surprised I could still be going. But my orgasm was a long way from coming.
Once mom's second orgasm started, she was running her hands through my sisters' hair and pressing them firmly on her breasts. My sisters were clutching each other's hands across mom's tummy. They leaned across mom's prone body and began kissing each other.
Once she came down from her climax, my sisters looked over at each other lust in their eyes. They helped each other up and went to the head of the bed. Stephanie lay down and looked up at Cassie, invertedly. Cassie leaned down and kissed her forehead, then her nose, down to her mouth. Slowly kissing and crawling her way down Stephanie's body. Being a king sized bed, they were easily able to lay across the bed. Cassie eventually stopped her descent when she came face-to-pussy with Stephanie. Stephanie grabbed her tight ass and pulled Cassie's twat to her face as Cassie lowered her face to Stephanie's quim.
Mom angled her head to try and get a visual of what was going on above her head, but couldn't. So she moved up and off my cock and flipped over on her stomach to watch her daughters 69-ing. She looked back at me, "Well, go ahead and keep fucking me. I can't let you go to bed in this state, Rhett."
I proceeded to impale my mother once again with my spear. As my sisters ate each other out, I fucked our mom in her bed. I grabbed her hips as my pace quickened. I was closing in on, I lost count, of yet another orgasm. The sound of our slapping bodies and my sisters moaning in each other's cunts filled the room. Mom clenched the sheets as her pussy tightened around my shaft as I came deep inside of her. My sisters were close to their respective orgasms as well.
We each lay where we were, me atop mom and Cassie on top of Stephanie, panting and sweating from the exertion we had put ourselves through. I finally rolled off mom and looked at the ceiling.
What was going to happen now? Where do we go from here? I had no idea, but I knew life was never going to be the same again. Of that I was sure. Eventually, I got off the bed and headed to my room. I heard scrambling behind me, but I didn't look back. I was exhausted and needed sleep.
I was only in bed for a short time when I heard a light knock at my door.
"Come in," I groaned.
The lights were off, but the silhouette was unmistakable. Cassie stood in my doorway. She stood there for a few seconds before she closed the door behind her. With no lights on, she vanished from my sight, but I could hear her bare feet padding around my room. She slipped into my bed and pulled the covers over her.
"What are you doing?"
"Isn't it obvious? I'm going to sleep so be quiet." She grabbed my arm and wrapped it around her naked body. She wiggled her ass against me until she found a comfortable spot and drifted to sleep in my arms. I wondered if, when I woke up in the morning, this would turn out to be some dream. I kissed her between her shoulders and fervently hoped it wasn't as I, too, fell asleep.
I stifled a yawn as I blearily regained my senses. I was still groggy as I realized I was not alone in my bed. In my arms, was a warm, soft body pressed up against me. I ran my hands ran exploringly across the body. I heard a noise that could only be described as a purr.
"You're finally awake," it was said as a statement not a question.
"Not sure. Could be dreaming," I croaked out.
A soft chuckle. "If this is a dream, I don't want to wake up."
Still trying to piece together how I ended up in bed with a woman, I stretched--as much as I could--which pressed my morning wood firmly between this person's ass cheeks. My stretching also pulled this person's back tighter against my chest in a tight, warm embrace.
"Mmmmm. I could get used to sleeping with you, bro."
My eyes shot open as the memory of yesterday screamed through my mind. In my shock, I physically froze. My mind was too preoccupied trying to piece together the events that had led to me sleeping with my sister--Cassie, my brain had been able to fill in--to control my body to release her from my grasp.
So it wasn't a dream.
"No, Rhett. It was. A dream come true." Shit! I said that out loud! "But I have a feeling we need to get up soon."
"Mmhmm."
Cassie extricated herself from my embrace and sat up on the bed. She yawned and stretched her arms above her head. I got a wonderful view of her naked back. She turned her gaze on me and smiled brightly. "Come on. There's something I've always wanted to do." She reached her hand out to me.
I sighed and allowed her to "assist" me getting up. "What's that?"
"I've always wanted to shower with someone else."
"You want to have sex in the shower?" I followed along with her holding my hand. We didn't bother slipping on clothes as we made our way through the hallway to the bathroom.
"I didn't say that! I want to shower with someone else. As in, I always wanted to have someone to wash my back for me." She looked back with a twinkle in her eye that matched her mischievous grin.
"Ah."
We made it to the bathroom and she fiddled with the knobs. Not having any clothes on we just stood watching the water waiting for it to warm up. She was pressed against me her breasts pressing up against me. I would put my hand under the stream to test the warmth. Finally, once I figured it was warm enough, I told Cassie to step into the shower. She just shook her head.
"Nuh-uh. That's your job." She stepped away from me as I stepped into the tub. It was a bit hotter than I thought and made a few adjustments. Once set, I grabbed Cassie and yanked her into the shower with me.
"Eeeep!," she yelped as she was unexpectedly pulled into the shower. "You jerk!," she yelled with a giggle in her voice as she weakly pounded on my chest. She spun me around so I was under the flow of the shower. I pulled her to me and just hugged her tightly as water cascaded over our bodies, mostly mine.
"Just don't get my hair too wet. I don't have time to dry it," my sister stated as she broke free of me.
She went and gathered her body wash and pouf and handed them to me and turned her back to me. I soaked the pouf and applied the body wash before beginning to lather up my sister's petite body. Once her back, ass and legs were lathered up, I went to her front and had her back up to the shower stream. She pulled her hair over her shoulder and hunched her neck down to keep the water out of her hair.
I began washing her front. She chuckled, "You know, I can reach my front just fine, Rhett."
"I know. Just figured I'd be thorough, though."
"Never leave a job half finished, huh?"
"Yeah. Exactly. And your back was definitely only half of you."
I had stopped during our short repartee my hands on her boobs. She started having a giggling fit. "Sure, bro. Whatever you say. Go ahead and finish the job."
So I did. I paid generous attention to her breasts and between her legs. So much so that she began to pant at my ministrations. She started to moan, "Oh fuck yes! Make me cum!"
At that point, I figured I had cleaned her thoroughly and so stopped washing her body. "Oh, fuck no! Finish me off! I was so close."
"Mm-mm. You're washed. I think it's my turn now. Before the hot water ends."
"Motherfucker!," she groaned.
"And sister-fucker, too," I smugly proclaimed.
"Fine," she reluctantly agreed. I should have suspected something was up since she rarely gave up so quickly before. But I didn't question my easy win. She turned to face the spray and rinsed off. I reached around my sister, making sure I didn't push her further into the spray, to grab my body wash and my shower scrubbing detailer.
When Cassie finished rinsing off, she grabbed my stuff from me and proceeded to start washing my back. She made quick work of my backside, but she hadn't used a detailer before. She was using the scrubbing side instead of the mesh side on my back which had me squirming to get away.
I turned around and took the kit from her and showed her how to use the mesh side to lather and the rough side for under my arms and soles of my feet. I turned back around and Cassie restarted with my backside. I must say having someone bathe you was rather nice.
She nudged me to turn around when she felt she had adequately washed my back. She started washing my front with extreme care, but way more efficient than I had been with her. That is until she got to my dick. Once she had lathered my cock and balls with my detailer, she hung the tool by the string around my shaft and started working my dick with her hands.
I had been hard this entire time in the shower. I am not sure it is possible or just my imagination getting the best of me, but her working my shaft made it feel like I got even harder.
"You like this, Rhett? You like your little sister stroking your big dick?"
"Yeah. I do."
"I bet you just want to cum don't you? Want to cum on my tits?" She thrust her chest out to display her tits to me. "Or do you want to cum all over my face?"
"God, yes." I don't know what I was agreeing to. All of it? Probably. I just wanted to cum. Where was immaterial.
"But you can't cum on my face or tits, bro. That's so dirty. And you did so well making sure I was clean. Maybe I should just blow you." She sank down on her knees and looked up at me. "Just be careful and not let the water hit me. I really don't have time to dry my hair, okay?"
"Yeah. Sure." I readily agreed.
She smiled up at me. In hindsight, the smile should have sounded alarms in my head. But the expectation of getting a blowjob from my sister short-circuited the synapses in my brain that would have registered that look.
I was basking in the moment. Being so lovingly treated to this amazing blowjob, I shut my eyes and just enjoyed the sensations. I needed to plant my hands somewhere to keep my balance. I instinctively started to place my hands on my sister's head, but I quickly stopped myself. I couldn't put my wet hands on her head. Couldn't get her hair wet. So I put my hand on the wall and the other held the shower curtain rod.
I was close to cumming. I could feel my shaft swell. All of a sudden I felt nothing. I opened my eyes and looked down. My sister had stood and had a smirk on her face. I was aghast. She just stopped? How could she?
My surprise must have been evident on my face. "Doesn't feel so good does it?"
"Wh-what?"
"Being denied an orgasm. Doesn't feel so good."
"N-no."
"So are we done?"
"Um, what?" My brain still hadn't caught up to the situation.
"Do you wash anything else? Or do we just turn off the shower and dry off?"
"Hair. I still need to wash my hair."
"Okay. But I can't reach you like this." She motioned for me to come closer to her so she stayed out of the spray and to kneel down. I was still racking my brain at the turn of events.
As I kneeled down in front of my sister, she lathered my hair up with shampoo. Her fingers massaging my scalp felt exquisite. My eyes were focused on my sister's naked body. I began to rock back and forth with the rhythm that my sister was using in my hair. My face got closer and closer to my sister's flesh.
Soon I had no choice. My body made the decision before my brain could do it. I started kissing her stomach. Made my way down to her mound. She spread her legs for me. I didn't need any other invitation. I began lapping at her nether lips.
She pulled me in tighter. Held my hair a bit tighter. I plunged my tongue into her cunt. I wrapped my arms around her. Grabbed her ass and pulled her closer to me. My back and neck ached in this position, but I didn't want to stop. Not until I could taste my younger sister on my tongue.
"Don't stop, Rhett. Almost there. Please...please...please...make me cum."
I had no intention of stopping. I was going to make Cassie cum.
"Fuck! YES! MAKE ME CUM! Goddammit...CUMMING!"
She let go of my hair. I stood up and got under the shower to rinse out my hair. When I turned around, I saw my sister pressed up against the back wall of the shower catching her breath. My erection, which never softened, needed release. And right now, the only target was standing before me.
I reached Cassie quickly. I hoisted her up. She wrapped her legs around me as we started to make out in the shower. I lowered her to her feet. When we broke the kiss, she looked hurt and confused. I grabbed her by the waist and turned her around so her back was to me.
I bent my knees and spread her legs. I guided my cock to her tight pussy and pressed in. With my hands on her hips, I thrust in and out of her. Her torso was pressed against the tile wall her hands splayed out. I reached a hand around her and started to strum her clit.
Playing her body like an instrument, I had Cassie moaning as I fucked her against that wall. My orgasm, that had been pending since I woke up and had been denied recently, erupted from me. At the same time, Cassie screamed her release.
The shower, forgotten by this point, had gone cold. I didn't want to leave my sister, but I managed to drag myself away to shut off the cold water. As I stepped out of the shower, I helped her out of the tub. I began drying off her wet skin. Again, paying close attention to her breasts and ass. Once finished, she in turn dried me off.
"You know, you might be right," I said as we exited the bathroom.
"I usually am," she cockily replied, "But please tell me what I was right about this time."
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