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(MF-teens, inc, 1st, mast, oral, rom) *** We lived in a large old house with our bedrooms on the top, third, floor, one on the west side, where my sisters slept, and mine on the east side, with a bathroom between. The house wasn't well insulated and those bedrooms were cool, if not cold, in winter and hot in summer. My room, the smaller of the two, was sometimes marginally warmer, or cooler, depending on which way the wind blew. If it came from the west, off the ocean, the girl's room could be pretty cold. One Thursday evening twelve-year-old Susie came into my room to look for a ruler she'd left there earlier in the evening. She wore a blue flannel nighty, ready for bed. "Oh, wow," she said, "it's sure a lot warmer in here. I think I'll stay here for a while." I was already in bed, reading, so I didn't care if she wanted to stay for a while. She went and got the project she needed the ruler for and worked on it for a while. We got on pretty well and if all she was going to do was sit at my desk, I wouldn't complain. After a while, she sat back and shivered. "It might be warmer, but now I'm cold. Can I get under the covers with you for a few minutes?" "Sure." I wriggled over a bit and she slid in beside me. "That's better." I went back to my book for a while. After some time, I happened to glance at her and discovered she'd fallen asleep. Now time for me to put out the light, I tried to wake her up, but she was sleeping soundly. I shrugged, put my book aside and switched off the lamp. A few minutes later, just as I was drifting off, my older sister, Sheila, came in. She, too, wore a nighty, ready for bed. "Hey," she said. "What's going on? Why's Susie in bed with you?" "Oh," I mumbled. "She was cold and wanted to warm up, and then she fell asleep, so I thought I'd just leave her. She's no trouble." "It is warmer in here, all right. Hey, if there's room in there, I think I'll join you." Our parents had given me their old queen-size bed. She crawled over us and pushed her legs under the covers. "You got enough room?" "Yeah, I guess so." I fell asleep then and nothing disturbed me in the night. The girls were still there when I woke up. I lay on my left side with Susie snuggled tight against me. I felt comfortably warm, for the first time in a while. I then realized that Sheila was lying behind me, an arm over my waist. And, to my embarrassment, I had an erection. It was pressed firmly against Susie's bum. I knew it meant I needed to pee, but, trapped between the two girls, I didn't know what to do. Just then, my alarm clock went off. Sheila groaned behind me, and rolled away. "Oooo, what time is it?" she muttered. "Seven thirty," I said. Susie stirred, straightened out, and stretched, pressing hard against me. In an automatic reaction, I pressed back and felt my pyjama-covered penis slip into her crotch. She held her pose for a moment or two, then relaxed and rolled onto her back. "Golly," she said. "Did I sleep here all night?" "Yep," I said. "Did you sleep well?" "I guess so." She sat up, rubbed her eyes, then pushed the covers aside. I saw that her nighty had ridden up high above her waist in the night. I got a good view of her bare legs and plump pink belly. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood up, turning to me as she did so. The nighty fell back down, but not before I got a glimpse of her dink. A dark red protrusion filled the cleft. "Thanks for letting me sleep here," she said. "Oh! Sheila's here too." She spun around and dashed off to the bathroom. "Yeah," Sheila laughed at her retreating back. "I guess we both needed a warm place to sleep." I rolled onto my back and much to my surprise, Sheila snuggled closer against my side. She rested her hand on my chest and caressed me. "This is nice," she giggled. "I've never slept with a boy before." "Did you want to?" "Wellll... Yeah. I want to sleep with Drake." "Drake?!" "Yeah. He's sooo sexy. Only I wouldn't be wearing anything, and neither would he, if you know what I mean." I thought maybe I did. The thought didn't help my penis soften. She pushed her hand inside my shirt to finger a nipple. A shock wave slammed through my body and into my balls. She yawned. "I guess we'd better be getting up." "Go ahead," I said, not wanting to reveal my erection. She pushed the bedding aside and crawled over me and pressed against me as she did so. She gave an extra hard push with her belly against my penis. She hovered over me and said, "I see why you wanted me to go first. Only I don't see it. It's too bad it's all covered up. Next time I sleep with you, don't wear pants, okay?" Then she was gone. What did she mean, "the next time I sleep with you?" Friday night, they left me alone, but Saturday was a frigid day and the upstairs was like the inside of a refrigerator at night. Susie came in shivering. "It's just too cold in there. Can I sleep with you again?" "Sure, I guess so." We lay reading for a while until I was just about ready to nod off. Susie stretched, yawned, dropped her book on the floor, and curled onto her side. "'Night," she muttered. "Yeah," I said. I put my book on the headboard and reached for the lamp switch. Sheila came in just then, shivering all over, her teeth clenched to stop them chattering. She didn't ask, just crawled onto the bed and slid under the covers. She lay there for a few moments, shaking with the cold. Then I felt her hand touch my leg. "You're wearing pants," she whispered. "Take'em off." "Why?" "Because if we're not wearing any, why should you?" "But you're wearing long nighties." "Which will be up around our waists by morning. Come on, get'em off." She tugged at the cord holding my pants closed and undid the knot, then pushed the cloth down as far as she could. Reluctantly, I lifted myself up and slid them all the way down then pulled them out of the bed and tossed them to the floor. "That's better," she sighed and snuggled against me. I could feel her bare legs pressed against mine. She felt warm and soft. I could feel myself get hard. After a while, I realized both of them were asleep. I had trouble dozing off. Eventually, though, I slept, but it was a light sleep. I think I woke up every time one or the other of them moved. In the morning, a noise somewhere in the house woke me up. I was on my side, pressed against Susie's back. I had an erection (or still had an erection, I'm not sure if I stayed hard all night). It pushed into her bare bum. Her nighty must have worked its way up around her waist, just like Sheila predicted. I could feel Sheila's warmth behind me, where she lay breathing softly. I wanted to stretch my legs but wasn't sure what would happen if I did. I thought if I moved too much, my penis would slide right into Susie's crotch. On the other hand, if I rolled back, I'd be on top of Sheila. I finally decided that would be preferable and twisted around. This pressed my back mostly against Sheila. I stretched my legs, and one foot pushed against her bare leg. She mumbled something and rolled onto her back, which let me lie flat. Then Susie turned over onto her other side and pressed close against me again. I could feel her bare legs against mine, and her belly pressed against my hip. Downstairs, I heard the phone start to ring. Susie mumbled something, went onto her back and then sat up. "Phone's ringing," she said. "Yeah, I wonder who'd be calling this time of day," I said. She turned around to look at the clock. "Oh! It's after ten. I bet it's Caroline. I'm supposed to be going over to her place for lunch." She jumped out of bed. Her nightie was wrapped around her waist. Before it feel down, I got a good look at the soft swells of her bum. She scampered away downstairs. That left the two of us together. "Is she gone?" Sheila asked. "Yeah. Why?" "Oh... just curious." She pressed against me and curled a leg over me. The leg touched my still erect penis. She began to unbutton my shirt, then slid her hand down my belly. The hand wrapped itself around the penis. "Ummm," she murmured. "That feels good." "It... it does?" "Yeah. I was hoping it would be nice and hard this morning, and that Susie would get up first." She squeezed gently, then cupped my balls, rotated them against each other. "What are you doing?" "Practising for Drake." She pushed the covers off and straddled my thighs. She looked down and held my penis up straight so she could rub her thumb over the knob. Then she rubbed the knob against her curly brown pubic hair. I was really too distracted too notice anything more at that point. "Does... Drake... like... you to do that?" "I don't know. I've never done it with him." She continued to rub me against her curly hair for a few moments, then hitched herself up and wriggled forward. She held it in her crotch and rubbed it against her wet, warm slit. I felt an excitement building up in my own crotch. I couldn't help it, I began to push up against her. She grinned, then flopped down on top of me, the penis wedged firmly between her legs. "Go ahead," she said as she brushed her lips against mine. "If it feels good, do it." My actions were uncontrollable... I humped up against her, feeling the smooth warmth of her thighs against mine, the wetness of her crotch as it rubbed against the top of my penis. The excitement mounted and mounted, until all of a sudden, I came and spurted hard and fast into her crotch. "Oh!" she gasped. "It's hot!" I thoroughly coated her crotch and thighs. It dribbled down on me as well. She sighed and kissed me on the lips. We'd kissed before, but never like that. Her tongue pushed in to my mouth and lapped at my teeth. She leaned back and said, "Never kissed a girl properly before?" "No... I've never done anything like this before!" She grinned. "Not even alone?" 'What?" "You know, jacked off." "Oh..." "It's okay. I do it all the time, too." "You do?" "Sure. It's not quite so messy as when boys do it, but it's just as satisfying." She sat up, still astraddle my legs. "Want to see how I do it?" "S-s-sure." She used two fingers to spread her dink lips open and began to rub up and down. Her cleft, behind the blond pubic curls, was filled with a red bulge. Her crotch was already pretty wet with my sperm, and she used some of that for lubrication. Then she worked her fingers up near the top of her gaping slit and began twirled them around and around. She gasped, her body started to move rhythmically back and forth. Suddenly a little cry escaped and she went rigid for a moment. She even stopped breathing. When her breath came back, she slowly sagged down on top of me again and cradled her head against my neck. That felt kind of nice, and I wrapped my arms around her automatically. After a few moments, she kissed me again. "That's how girls do it," she said. "Cool," I said, just as Susie came back. "That was Caroline on the phone," she said. "She wants me to come over for breakfast, so I'm going to go. Mom and Dad have gone shopping." Caroline was Susie's best friend, though I sometimes wondered what they saw in each other. Caroline, a head taller than Susie, had three beastly older brothers, and boozers for parents. But they'd been friends for years. She didn't say anything about Sheila being on top of me with her nighty hitched up around her waist. After she was gone, Sheila sat up again and caressed my chest. "Did you enjoy this?" "Uh... yeah." "Good. Maybe we can do it again sometime... I need to practice for Drake. And I bet you could do with some pointers on how to treat your girlfriends." "Aw, come on. You know I don't have any girlfriends." "If girls ever find out how you're equipped, I bet you won't have any trouble getting one or two." "What do you mean?" She ran her fingers up and down my re-erected penis. "This. It's beautiful like that." "It is?" "Yep... better than any I've seen on the web." She started to stroke it gently. "Do you like this?" she whispered. "Oh, yeah..." I couldn't stop myself. I humped up as her hand came down and we moved faster and faster until the inevitable happened and I showered her belly with more sperm. "Now," she said with a grin, "I guess we better have a shower. Come on." "What? Together?" "Well, why not? I mean, if we can do what we just did, it couldn't be any worse, could it?" She grabbed an arm and pulled me up. I could see cum drip off her pubic hair. She got off my legs and stood up. Her nighty fell down around her thighs. Then she yanked it off over her head and headed for the bathroom. I staggered after her. I couldn't remember the last time I'd been in a bathroom with either of my sisters; probably Susie, when I was about six. I couldn't remember ever being together with Sheila. She stepped into the shower stall and turned on the water. "Come on, before the hot water's all gone," she shouted over the noise of the water squirting down on her head. Well, after the way the morning had gone, I shrugged. What next? I tossed my pyjama jacket aside and got in behind her. The water cascaded down over her head and splashed on to me. She turned around and handed me the soap. "Wash my back," she said, and turned around again. I ran the soap up and down her soft smooth skin, then rubbed it in with both hands. "That's good," she murmured. "But don't forget my bum." "Okay." I soaped up the twin firm orbs and passed the bar down the crack between them, then rubbed the suds in. "We should have been doing this a long time ago," she said, as she turned back around. "I can't remember the last time I had my back washed. You do a good job." The spray from the shower head cascaded down her back and sent rivulets of water down her front. Little waterfalls shot off her distended pink nipples. She'd soaped up her pubic area, turning it into a mass of white suds. She worked the suds in deeper and passed her hand in to her crotch with grin. "Got a lot of stuff to clean off in there." I started to wash myself. "Trade places," she said. Her warm wet body pressed by me. She took the soap and worked over my back. It did feel good, to have someone do that. I found myself hoping it wouldn't be the last time. Shower over, we stepped out and started to dry ourselves. I found myself fascinated watching Sheila's body as she gyrated, arched her back and dragged the towel behind her. Her breasts jiggled, her stomach muscles worked, her head went back. Then she took the towel to her hair and ended up with a sort of turban wrapped around her head. She blew me a kiss and trotted off to the girl's room. Later on, downstairs as we ate our breakfast, she grinned at me. "That was fun, what we did this morning. I thought so, anyway. Did you like it?" "Oh, yeah! Everything." "Good. Maybe we can do it again, sometime. I promised Tiffany I'd go shopping with her this afternoon, so I better get going. Can you clean up here?" "Sure, go ahead." After what she'd done, I'd have even cleaned the girl's room if she'd asked. That night wasn't nearly as cold the previous one, and I didn't expect either of the girls to get in bed with me. Sometimes you get what you expect. Sometimes you don't. I was ready to put my book away and go to sleep when Susie came in. "It was kind of nice sleeping with you last night," she said. "Can I do it again?" "Oh, well, sure, I guess so." I really wanted Sheila to come in, but Susie was okay, no trouble that I could recall. We put out the light and snuggled down. Sheila had suggested I sleep without pyjama pants on, and so all I wore was the jacket. Susie, of course, had on a nighty, which naturally rose up her legs when she got under the covers. So we lay there with our bare legs touching. It didn't seem to bother her, but it disturbed me. After what Sheila and I had done, the feel of bare skin against me sent erotic images through my mind. I soon had a full-blown erection tenting the bedding. Luckily it was dark, and I don't think Susie could tell. I turned on to my side, away from her and tried to force my mind to dwell on math problems and soon went to sleep. When morning arrived, I'd turned over. So had Susie, now with her back to me. She was snuggled against me, with my cock pressed against her soft warm bum. Erect, naturally. It would only take a slight movement to slide into her crotch. I lay there, not thinking about much except how warm and soft she felt. She stirred in her sleep and wriggled around. Not away from me, but closer, if anything. My cock then did start to penetrate and I tried to pull back. She wiggled closer again. Soon, there was no more room to get away from her. It was either stay connected, or roll on to my back. I did. She turned over and pressed against my side and put her leg over my thighs. I could feel the moist heat of her crotch on my leg, and was just about over the edge. Then Sheila came in. "Hey, you guys," she said, "it's time to get up." She was wearing her crimson robe over her shoulders, and nothing else. That displayed her body nicely. Her breasts peeked out as the robe swayed from side to side, and her pubic bush glowed in the light from the window. Susie yawned and rolled on to her back. "Umpf. Whazzat?" "I said it's time to get up." "Oh... yeah... okay." She stretched and yawned again, then blinked her eyes. "Why? It's Sunday, isn't it?" "Yeah. But Mom's taking us shopping, so you better hop to it." Susie muttered under her breath and slipped out of bed. Her nighty was bunched up high on her waist and she made no attempt to push it down as she turned to me and said, "Thanks for letting me sleep with you again." "'s'all right," I said, as she trotted off to the bathroom. "Did you mean all of us, or just you and Susie," I asked Sheila. "Oh, all of us," she said. She sat down beside me. "Did you wear pants last night?" "No." "Good." She grinned and flipped the covers aside to reveal my stiff cock. She took it in hand and stroked it with a light grip. "It sure feels nice," she murmured. Her strokes came faster and faster and before I could warn her, I shot my load all over my belly and her hand. When it fully softened, she leaned over and kissed the tip. Then she pulled some tissue from the box and mopped it up. "You better have a quick shower before you come downstairs," she said. "Uh... have you already had one?" "Yes. Sorry. I woke up early and you two were still asleep. Did you enjoy having Susie sleep with you?" "Uh, yeah. I guess so." She grinned. "Was she trying to hump your leg when I came in?" "I don't think so. I think she was still asleep. But she did try and stay touching me. I kept moving away from her and she kept moving closer." "Uh-huh. I bet she wasn't asleep at all, just faking." "What?" "Oh, Susie's a sly one. She wants it, real bad, but she's scared to ask." "Wants what?" "To fuck, of course." I sat up. My cock started to swell again. "What? How do you know that?" "Hey, we're sisters. We've been jerking each other off for a year or more. And she keeps wondering what it would be like with a boy. You, my friend, are a boy. And don't I know it!" "So... what should I do?" "I don't know! I know I want it too, but I want to do it with Drake. If Susie wants to do it with you... well, I don't know. Would you do it?" "Oh, hell. I don't know. Even if I did... I don't have any condoms. I wouldn't want anything to happen to her, like getting pregnant." Sheila laughed. "Well, she wouldn't be the first twelve year old to get knocked up. But I don't think you have to worry about that. She hasn't started to have her periods yet, so I don't think she could get pregnant." I noticed Sheila's clitoral hood poked out of her cunt lips, red in the sunlight streaming in the bedroom window. I reached over and pressed a finger against it. She gave a little gasp. I caressed her pubic mound and ran my fingers through her hair. She sighed and spread her legs in invitation. I followed the slit into her crotch. Warm oily fluid oozed out. That fluid made it easy to press a finger inside and feel around. She gave a soft moan and lay back on the bed with her legs spread wide apart. I didn't know much, but I was pretty sure she'd like to have her clit touched and wormed my finger around until I encountered a hard little knot towards the front of her cleft. When I touched it she gasped and jerked, then grabbed my hand and held it in place. "Rub that gently... yessss... ohhh, yesss... that's good... keep it up... oooo... Yes! Omygod! AhHHH! AAAHHHG!" Her body went into spasms. It shook and squirmed and I could feel her cunt squeeze around my fingers. She then went completely limp for several seconds. I don't think she was even breathing. I pulled my fingers out of the sodden space. The oily liquid oozed out and ran down in to her crotch. "Oh... my... god," she said after a while. "I have never had an orgasm like that in my life!" I pulled some tissue out of the box and mopped her dry. "That's nice, too," she said with a sigh. "Where did you learn how to do all that?" "I didn't learn anywhere," I said. "It just seemed the natural thing to do." She rolled on to her side and propped her head on her hand. "If you never do me again, I'll always... always... remember this. Thank you, thank you, thank you. And you're hard again." "Yeah... but I'd better get that shower and get downstairs, don't you think." "I guess so. And I'd better get dressed. Thanks again." We got off the bed and I headed for the bathroom, while she went into the girl's room. I got rid of the erection by jerking off under the spray and dried off and dressed as quick as I could. Downstairs, I found Susie finishing off a stack of pancakes. Sheila's plate had just been filled by Mom. She grinned at me as I sat down between them. Susie squeezed my leg when Mom wasn't looking. Sheila pulled my hand into her crotch. It still felt damp. By the time we finished eating, I was hard again, but in the rush to get out to the car, I went soft and felt comfortable for the first time in an hour or two. Not that it helped. I again sat between my sisters and Susie slid her hand between my thighs as soon as the car started to move. Sheila leaned against me on the other side and dragged my hand back between her legs. So there I was being felt up by one girl and encouraged to feel up the other one. It's a good thing the ride to the mall wasn't too long or I'd have come in my pants, even though I'd already come three times in the space of a couple of hours. In the mall we split up. The girls went off with Mom and I went with Dad. We bought presents for Mom and the girls, and then I wandered off looking for something for him. In one of the department stores I encountered Vika. She was a girl in one of my classes whom I liked. I could never figure out if she liked me or not. She was always pleasant, but never came on to me in any way. I tried to be cool with her too. She looked a little like Sheila, with shorter blonde hair and small breasts. Her eyes were never the same, sometimes green and sometimes blue or hazel. She had a small mouth and nose, high cheekbones and flat ears. I'd never seen her wear either make up or jewelry. She said she came from Russia as a baby. Today she wore tight, low-slung jeans and a wooly white sweater that had maybe fitted her better a year ago. There wasn't much left to the imagination, which I had a lot of by now. We exchanged greetings and she showed me what she got for her little brother. I told her what I had for the girls. We talked about school and other friends and then she had to go meet her parents. She surprised me by giving my cheek a little kiss as she left. I realized it was lunch time and I went to meet the family in the food court, with yet another partial erection. I managed to sit beside Dad, opposite the girls, and so didn't have to worry about them feeling me up. Though I think Susie tried to play footsie with me. I pulled my feet back under the seat. Afterwards, I went off with Mom to find something more for Dad. The girls went away together. Several hours later, we all climbed back in the car and headed for home. The day must have been tiring. Susie promptly feel asleep, against my shoulder, and Sheila seemed to be engrossed in a book. The evening went peacefully too. After dinner, we sat in front of the TV and watched Christmas specials until Mom shooed us all upstairs. There, a surprise awaited us. Dad had dragged three oil-filled electric heaters upstairs while we watched TV, and installed one in each bedroom and a smaller one in the bathroom. The rooms were cozy warm for a change. I liked it, but the girls didn't seem overjoyed, though they thanked him. When he'd gone back downstairs, Sheila turned to me and said, "Now we don't have any good excuse to come and get into bed with you!" "Oh. True, but do you need a good excuse?" I said. She giggled. "I guess not. I think we might just do it anyway." "It'll just make things more comfortable," Susie said, as she pulled off her top. "We won't have to bundle up to stay warm." "Right!" Sheila said. "Now we can sleep nude, just like in the summer." "You sleep nude?" I asked. "Sure. It's a lot more comfortable than getting all tangled up with pyjamas or nighties." Sheila unfastened her jeans and slid them down. I was a surprised to see she wasn't wearing panties. When she stripped off her top, she wasn't wearing a bra, either. Susie had her pants off by then, too, and also wasn't wearing panties. "Do you two go around without underwear all the time," I asked. I felt my cock start to rise. "Mostly on weekends," Sheila said. "Speak for yourself," Susie said. "I hate wearing panties." "Really? Not even with a dress?" I said. "Oh, sure. Sometimes not even then, though." "How about a bra?" I asked. "Do these boobs look like they need a bra?" It was true. Her chest sported two small firm bumps, tipped with tiny hard pink nipples. "How come you're still dressed?" Sheila asked. "Sorry. I was just liking seeing you two naked. I'll go get undressed." They followed me back to my room and watched as I tore off my shirt and pushed my pants down. "Fooey," Susie said. "You're wearing underpants." "It's okay," I said. "They come off quickly." So there we were, the three of us, stark naked (well, I still had socks on). We stared at each other. It was hard to tell if the girls were aroused, but it was pretty obvious I was... my cock stood almost straight up, with a slight slant to the left. Sheila knelt before me and grasped it in her left hand. She rubbed her thumb over the tip, which gleamed in the lamp light. When she leaned forward to kiss it, Susie squealed. "Ewww! What are you doing?" "Kissing it. I think boys like girls to do that." She opened her mouth a little and closed her lips over the end. "Omygod!" I gasped. Just her touch had sent electric impulses through me. Her moist warm lips sent me over the edge. I couldn't hold back. Cum erupted into her mouth and splattered her chin as she jerked back. More shot out on to her neck and chest and dribbled down between her breasts. That was the first time Susie had seen me cum and she stared open-mouthed. Sheila grinned at her. "That's what it's like," she said. She used some tissue to wipe herself dry. "Wow," Susie sighed. "That's so awesome. Can I make it do that too?" "Sure," I said as I dropped on to the bed. "Anybody can make that happen." She climbed on top of me, sat on my thighs, and reached for my now soft cock. It still dribbled a little cum. Sheila sat beside us and took my cock in hand to spread the leakage over my knob. More oozed out. "Here," she said to Susie, "spread it around like this. It'll get hard again soon and you can make him cum just like I did." And it was so. Susie dipped a finger in the liquid, spread it over the knob, and, as more came out, moved her hand up and down the now stiff shaft. The liquid production was faster than she could handle by that point. I could feel her finger movement, feel a sizzle follow her touch, feel the tension collecting, and then... another load erupted straight up in the air, to splat back down on her hand, wrist, and arm. Another and another and another fired out and up and soon she was coated with the stuff and my cock and pubic hair was matted with it. I went soft again. "See?" Sheila said. "Yeah," Susie sighed. She let go and pulled tissue out of the box to wipe her hand and arm. Sheila took some herself and mopped me up. "Now," she said, "he's going to show you how to make me cum." "As though I don't know!" I now had some experience with Sheila. I needed to catch my breath, but before long I caressed her plump mount and wound my fingers through her golden curls. Her clit hood was pushed out in a tight red lump and I ran my fingers over it in light slow strokes. She sighed. I leaned over and kissed a nipple, then sucked it into my mouth. I pressed my finger into the soggy wet interior of her cunt and wormed it up to stroke the hard knot of her clit. She jumped and gasped. I swirled my finger around the clit and sucked harder on the nipple. She squirmed. I moved my fingers faster and used my teeth on the nipple. She moaned and clutched my head against her breast. I explored the rest of her cunt, then returned to her clit. Her movements sped up. "My clit!" she gasped. "Concentrate on my clit! Oooo, yes! That's it... don't stop... don't STOP! AhhHHHggg! Yes, Yes, YES!" She moved so fast and hard it was had to stay in contact. And then she slumped down and was totally still. Even her breathing seemed to stop. All I could sense was her heart as it thumped rapidly against my cheek. "That was so awesome," Susie sighed. "Now it's your turn," Sheila murmured. "Really? You want to do it to me, too?" "Sure," I said. "Just let me get my breath back a little." "Why do you need to get your breath back? Sheila did all the work. Besides, I thought you rested before you started." I grinned. "I need to rest for a moment. Just because she did all the work, doesn't mean I didn't use up a lot of energy too. "Why don't you lie down here." She did, snuggling up to my side. Her hand naturally seemed to find its way to my cock, which had resumed its erection. She held it tightly, not moving. After a bit, I turned to her and kissed her. "Ready?" "I think so." I tried to treat her the same way I'd treated Sheila, but she was enough smaller that it wasn't as easy. Her bare cunt, as prominent as Sheila's, was tighter, her nipples too small to get a good grip on. Not that she seemed to mind when I sucked as much of a breast into my mouth as I could get hold of, and pushed my finger into her sopping cunt. She gave a gasp when I encountered her swollen clit. She jerked spasmodically. If anything, her cunt was wetter than Sheila's and it made it easy to move around, tight though it was. She began a continuous jerking motion, her legs flailed around loosely, her breath came in short sharp gasps. "That's it!" she croaked. "That's it! Oh, God, I'm coming! Ooooooo, yeah!" I moved off her and sprawled between the two of them. Sheila promptly took my erection in hand. Since I'd come twice in short order, it was going to take longer this time, I knew. I closed my eyes and let the sensations wash over me. Her hand moved slowly, gently up and down, sliding effortlessly over the cum. Then she moved around and I felt something soft and wet slide over the tip. I opened my eyes to see her slowly suck it into her mouth. She began to bop up and down. Her tongue swirled over the tip and underside. Perhaps it wasn't going to take that long after all... "Gonna cum!" I warned her. She sucked all the harder and I erupted full force. Half a dozen spurts filled her mouth and leaked out around my cock. I didn't know what she did with the rest until she finally pulled away and wiped her lips with the back of her hand. "That wasn't so bad," she said. "I thought it would taste bad but it doesn't have much taste at all." "You... swallowed it?" "Yes. I wanted to see what it was like. I've heard girls talk about doing that. I didn't think it would be so easy. And it doesn't leave such a mess." "My god," I sighed. I glanced at Susie and discovered she was fast asleep. Sheila grinned. "She often goes to sleep right after cumming like that. Come on, let's get under the covers and snuggle for a while." We rolled Susie around and then lay down beside her, me in the middle as usual. Sheila put her head on my shoulder and an arm over my chest. "If it's as nice doing it with Drake as this is, then I have something to look forward to," she murmured. "When do you think that's likely to happen?" "I don't know. But we have a date on Friday. Maybe then." The next few days passed in something of a blur. With Christmas shopping finished, there was no real need to leave the house. Dad went to work as usual, and a couple of times Mom went grocery shopping with Sheila. When that happened, Susie promptly dashed into my room, stripped off her clothes, and demanded I make her cum. Over the period of the week, we made it three times during the day, and every night in bed. Every night except Thursday, when Sheila said, "I'm going to keep myself for Drake. You and Susie can do whatever you want, but I'm going to sleep by myself." Friday evening arrived. Sheila spent a long time deciding what to wear, or not wear, and used up most of the hot water taking a long shower. She and Susie talked and talked about how to dress, and left me to my own devices. When the decision was finally made, Sheila came into my room. "What do you think? Will Drake like it?" She wore a short-skirted soft blue dress. The hem came down to just above her knees and she wore flesh- coloured stockings, something she rarely did. The top of the dress buttoned up the front, and she'd left the two at the top undone. It was pretty obvious to me she wasn't wearing a bra: her nipples made twin lumps against the material, which was some kind of clingy fabric that outlined her breasts. She spun around, showing off, which raised her skirt high and I saw the stockings were actually panty hose. Her pubic hair was clearly visible. "Show him the crotch," Susie cried. Sheila put one foot on my chair and parted her legs. The crotch of the panty part had a hole in it. "Did they come that way?" I asked. "I think you can buy crotch-less panties, but no, these I had to do a little work on." "It looks just like they got ripped," Susie said. "So... what do you think?" "I think I'm gonna have to go jack off. It's really sexy. I like it... a lot." "Good! Then Drake probably will too.' "You don't have to jack off, though," Susie said and reached for my fly. "See you later," Sheila said, laughing as she went down stairs. We were snugged up together when I heard her come home. Susie was asleep, curled against me, soft and warm. We'd made each other cum a couple of times, but I wanted to be awake when Sheila arrived and forced myself to stay awake. She came upstairs, humming softly to herself and went to the girl's bedroom. A few moments later, I heard her go into the bathroom and start the shower. I thought perhaps that was promising. After a while, the shower stopped. Was she going to come to bed with us, or go to her own bed? She went to the girl's room for a few minutes, then quietly opened my door and slid in beside me. She gave a contented sigh, threw a bare arm over my chest, and was soon breathing softly. Her soft skin was warm against me. She was naked. I realized she was asleep. Whatever had happened, I was going to have to wait until morning to find out. As usual, I woke up with my cock pushed into Susie's crotch. She lay on her side, her bum pressed against me, legs spread. Sheila hadn't moved much in the night. Though I'd rolled onto my side, her arm was still draped over me, her breasts hot against my back. She still seemed to be asleep. I fingered Susie's bum, then wormed my hand between her legs, so I could dip a finger into her tight cunt. She sighed and spread her legs further apart. She reached behind her and gripped my cock. Then she pushed my hand away and pressed against me so my cock replaced it. She pressed it against the slit, which seemed to make it harder than ever. I could feel her rub her mound and then the slit got wet. She wriggled a bit, pushed the tip of my cock harder and it when a little way in. What a sensation! Both the girls had sucked me off, so I knew what a warm moist mouth felt like, but this was not only moist, it was wet and hot. Susie moaned and rocked back and forth against me. My cock penetrated in and out with each movement, until, "I'm gonna cum," I warned her. Her movements sped up. "So am I!" And then I flooded her cunt and crotch with half a dozen spurts of cum. Her cunt clamped down, pushed me out, and the cum spread all over her crotch and dribbled onto the bed. Spent, I just lay there, breathing hard. All this time, Sheila's arm had been draped over me and as my heart rate subsided, she slowly pulled back. "Fun, isn't it?" she murmured. "Oh, yes!" Susie cried. "That was soooo close to the real thing. I can't wait to get fucked for real!" "Speaking of which... what happened last night?" I asked Sheila. She smirked. "Well... I'm not a virgin anymore." "Ooooh!" Susie shouted. "That's wonderful. How was it? Did he do it more than once? Where did you do it? Did you get undressed or did he reach through the hole?" "Whoa! Slow down," Sheila laughed. She turned onto her back and clasped her hands behind her head. "First of all, we went to a movie and then we had something to eat. While we were in the restaurant, Drake started feeling me up. You know, brushing his hand over my tits, or going under my skirt. When he found the hole, I clamped my legs tight. 'Not here,' I said. "So when we left, we wandered around for a while. I could see he had a hard on, and he kept touching me. We sat on a bench in the park and started kissing, and he reached under my skirt again. That time, I let him find the hole and go inside. I was pretty wet, I can tell you. "He was pushing his fingers inside and rubbing my clit while we kissed. Suddenly he stopped." "Why? What happened?" Susie demanded, sitting up. Sheila laughed. "Because he'd cum in his pants." "Oh, no!" "Oh, it's OK. He was kind of embarrassed, of course. So I suggested we go to his place so he could change. He didn't want to at first. He said his parents and sisters were likely still up. But after a while, we started getting cold. So we went off to his place. "As it happened, they were all getting ready for bed. He put me down in the rec room with some excuse about watching a movie and went up to change his pants. What he did was put on pyjamas. When he came back, his cock was hard again, sticking out of the fly." "What did it look like? Was it like Dave's?" Susie asked. Sheila shook her head. "No. It's bigger. And it's not circumcised like Dave." "What's that mean?" "It means there's this sort of hood of skin over the tip. You have to push it down out of the way to get at the knob." "Oh... I wonder why? I like Dave's just the way it is." "Well... some boy's parents like to have it cut off when they're babies. It's supposed to help keep the thing clean. Anyway, it's kind of fun to push it down, as I found out. "He came and knelt on the floor in front of me and pushed my skirt up, then stuck his fingers through the hole again. He really liked it that I wasn't wearing panties. I guess he got a little rough, too, because the hole got larger and larger. It was feeling pretty good, what he was doing. Then he pushed my legs apart, shoved his pants down, and pushed his cock through the hole. "Oh, man! That felt... exquisite. I know I've felt Dave's cock in my crotch before, but that was just so wonderful. It went right in, I was so wet. When it hit my cherry, it popped as though he'd pricked it like a balloon. I barely felt a thing. "I guess it was a good thing he'd come in his pants earlier, because it took him quite a while to come in me and I got my cum just a second after he started. Wow! It was so exciting. I felt like I was being electrocuted. He filled me so full it started leaking out. He didn't go soft either, and fucked me again, and again. I came again when he was coming the third time. "Man, did we make a mess of those panty hose and the back of my dress." She stopped then, smiled and sighed. "So you gonna do it again?" Susie asked. "Of course!" I was hard again myself by then. But there a question nagged at the back of my mind. "Err... aren't you worried about getting pregnant?" "No, not at all. I've been on birth control pills for years, to keep my periods regular." "Sooo..." Susie said. "When you are you gonna do it?" "I guess the next time I have a date with Drake." "No, silly. I mean with Dave." "Oh! Well..." "Come on! You don't have to wait to go on a date with Dave! You could do it right now if you wanted to." She shoved the covers away. "See! He's all ready!" The two of them stared at my erection. Susie took hold of it and waved it in Sheila's direction. It still dribbled a bit from coming in Susie's crotch. Sheila seemed sort of hypnotized. She looked a little like the morning she'd ridden me without getting me inside her. After a moment, she sat up and straddled my legs. Susie held me straight up. Sheila lowered herself down and down and I touched her pussy. She pressed down harder. I could feel she was wet. I slid into her. She was wet. Hot. Her thighs were warm against my hips. Susie let go and propped her head on her hand to watch. Sheila shifted around, to make herself comfortable. She lifted up and dropped down. I drove deeper into her cunt. She gasped, squeezed her eyes shut. "Oooo," she moaned. "It feels so gooooood. Push in, push in! Yessss, oh, yessss. Ohhh!" She moved up and down, faster and faster. I started to pump up as she slid down. "Gonna cum," I whispered. "Yes! Yes! Oh! Oh! Ooooooo!" She writhed and moaned and squirmed around as I filled her up to overflowing. The jism oozed out around my cock. Her stomach muscles rippled as the orgasm crashed through her. Then it was over. She collapsed on top of me, breathing hard. I was still embedded partially and didn't seem to be getting soft. Perhaps not too surprising for my first fuck, though I had just finished with Susie not long before. I caressed Sheila's bare back and sides and legs. Her naked body atop mine felt warm and wonderful. I glanced at Susie. She was on her back now. Her fingers moved in a quick pattern in her own cunt. Her mouth hung open, her eyes shut tight. "Ah, ah, ahu, ahoo," she moaned. Her body jerked and shook. Watching her come like that, I couldn't possibly go limp. I pushed up, testing. Sheila groaned in response. I took hold of her and rolled us over so I was on top. "Oh, god, Dave, yes! Yes!" It took a while for me to come again. She went over the top at least once while I thumped into her, and again as my sperm jetted into her. Then I subsided and rolled off her, to lay panting. "Oh, man," Sheila finally sighed. "If I'd known what it was going to be like, I never would have waited so long." "You like?" Susie asked. "No... I love it. You're right. I'll never have to wait for Drake when there's a cock right here." Susie sat up and studied our bodies. "What does Drake look like? Is he bigger or smaller? Does he have lots of hair there?" "They're about the same size, I think, but he does have more hair. But then he's older, too." Susie crawled over Sheila and knelt between my legs. She drew a finger down my wet length and cupped my balls. "I think Dave's pretty good looking. I don't know how I'd feel about this nice knob being covered up." She squeezed me and I started to rise again. She started to stroke me and spread the leakage up and down my thickening shaft. "Look at that," she said. "Hard again. Want to do it again?" "Noooo," Sheila groaned. "Not now! I'm fucked out, really." Susie stroked some more, a thoughtful look on her face. She let go and stripped off her nighty, then straddled my legs. She held me erect and slowly lowered herself down. She had to fumble a bit, but she was still wet from her own orgasm and my come. I felt her press down. The knob slipped in and bumped against an obstruction. She sat like that for several moments, then lifted up, took a deep breath and plunged down hard. The obstruction ripped away and she gasped in pain. "Susie!" Sheila cried. "What are you doing?" She sucked in a big breath and let it out slowly. "Losing my cherry," she whispered. She was tight. Real tight, but she'd thrust herself down hard enough that I was almost completely buried in her. After a moment, she rose up and fell down, fucking me into her. Her eyes stayed wide open as she stared down at me. "I... feel... so... full. Is... that... how... it... felt... to... you?" "Yeah... to start with. You know what you're doing? With our brother?" "Oh, yeah. I... know. I... know... it... feels... good! It... hurt... at... first... but nowitfeelsgreat! OhOhOHHHH!" I could feel her clamp down hard as the orgasm smashed into her. Her whole body vibrated and much to my surprise, I came yet again and filled her to overflowing. She collapsed on top of me. I could feel her heart beating wildly. The three of us lay there, limp and sweating, wet with orgasmic juices, for some time. When Susie lifted her head from my chest, she wore a broad grin. "That had to be the best thing I ever felt," she said, and kissed me hard on the mouth. "It's pretty radical," Sheila agreed. "How do you feel now you've been fucked for the first time?" Susie pushed herself up off my chest. "I... well... I guess I'm a little sore. But I feel great!" "That's about how I felt," Sheila said. "Only difference is Drake fucked me three times." Susie crawled off my legs and peered down at my now limp cock. "Did you bleed a lot? It looks like I did," she said. We peered down at my crotch. It was layered with reddish gobs of jism that plastered my pubic hair into gooey mats. "You'll be walking funny today," Sheila giggled. Susie looked at her in alarm. "You think anyone will notice?" Sheila shrugged. "Not if you don't make a big production out of it." She turned to me. "How do you feel? Now you've fucked two different girls." "Kind of limp," I said. "Well," she said as she sat up. "I feel nice and relaxed and hungry. I'm going to take a shower and then go make some breakfast. Would you like anything special?" "Why don't we all take a shower together," Susie said. "I don't know if we can all get in together," Sheila said. "I'm just going to lay here for a bit," I said. "You go ahead. I'd like pancakes, I think." We were all ultra-relaxed the rest of the day. Mom remarked at one point that she thought we must all be getting sick or something, we were so zoned out. Little did she know! In the late afternoon, Susie and I were sprawled on the couch in the rec room. She had her head in my lap and seemed to be asleep. I could hear Mom and Sheila talking upstairs. I didn't know where Dad had gotten to. I rested a hand on the front of Susie's pants, right over her mound. A little smile played over her lips and she snuggled against me as she spread her legs apart a little. I slipped my hand into her crotch. It was damp. I pressed the seam of her jeans against her pussy lips and the cloth got wetter. I rubbed a bit, then moved my hand to her fly and slid the zipper down. I doubted she was wearing panties and I was right. I reached inside, I traced her slit deep into her crotch and pushed a finger inside her pussy. She sighed and wriggled contentedly. Her clit seemed to be aroused already as I brushed over it. She moved against my hand. She made a little gasp as I caressed. Her movements became firmer, more urgent, then frantic as she moaned and gurgled. Her pussy gushed moisture as she convulsed. I continued to explore the soaked valley between her legs and push a finger deep inside. "No," she whispered. "Don't. It still feels sore in there." "Sorry." She smiled up at me. "That's okay. Just keep exploring. It feels great, just not inside." She came twice more, then fell asleep for real. I pulled out of her pants and rested my hand back on the front of her pants. I had yet another erection, which pressed into the side of her face through my jeans, and didn't know what to do. I didn't want to wake her up, but I needed some relief. I opened my zipper and popped my cock out into the air. It brushed against her cheek and she turned her head towards it. I started operating on automatic. I pressed the knob against her lips. She opened her mouth a little, and I pushed it inside. Her tongue brushed against the end. She gave a little moan and sucked on it like a baby with a bottle. Man! Exquisite or what? I could feel the come rising to the surface as she ran her tongue along the underside and then it was no use trying to stop things. It erupted into her mouth in a half dozen spurts. Since she was fast asleep, the only thing that could happen was the stuff dribbled out and down my cock. Still, it was one of the most explosive ejaculations I'd had so far. I leaned back against the couch, spent, breathing hard. My cock softened and slid out of her mouth and sort of withdrew into the soggy interior of my pants. We were still like that, our pants open and sperm dripping out of Susie's mouth, when Sheila came downstairs. She sat down in the recliner at the end of the couch and grinned at me. "I think Mom suspects something about me." She relaxed against the back and then leaned forward to peer at us. "What have you two been up to, as if I didn't know." I shrugged. "What does Mom suspect?" I asked. "Well, what do you think? She didn't come right out and ask me if I'd had sex with Drake, but she made some pretty pointed remarks." "What did you say?" "Nothing, of course." She sighed. "I don't know if she suspected anything about the three of us, but she did make that remark about getting sick. Perhaps we are." "Are what?" "Sick, of course. What we've been doing isn't really normal, is it?" "Oh. Well... I suppose not." "Not that I want to stop, mind you," she said She smiled at me. "I like sleeping together, and if sex gets in there, so much the better." "You really like it?" "Oh, yes! I can hardly wait until bedtime." She glanced at Susie. "It looks like you guys couldn't wait." "I know. I really like the way Susie's pussy feels. And I guess she likes the way I feel it because she didn't try to stop me." "That why are your pants are all wet?" I guess I blushed. I told her what I'd done. She nodded. "It sounds like what a boy would do," she laughed. "Did you really like putting it in her mouth?" "Well, yeah. It's just as good as putting it in a cunt." "Maybe we'll try it later. If you're not too tired." Well, I'd now come five times. Could I get it up again later? Time moved on. I got friendlier with Vika, while I continued sleeping with my sisters. I asked her to go to the spring dance and she accepted. We'd gone out together a few times by then, and I had tried several times to explore her luscious body. I'd managed to give a breast a gentle squeeze on two occasions, and had my hand on her inner thigh, but she always brushed me off. At the dance, she wore a blue and green printed thin summer dress. I could see the outline of her bra through it. We all kicked off our shoes for dancing, and she went barefoot. On the way home, I held her hand and swung it back and forth. I felt good. We'd danced close together and her body felt great against mine. I'd pulled her bum so our abdomens pressed close together. And I was pretty sure she felt my semi-hard penis. Usually, when we got to her place, we said good night on the porch and she went inside. Tonight, though, she unlocked the door and invited me in. "My parents are out for the evening," she said with a shy smile. She led me into the living room and sat on the couch to kick off her shoes. I sat beside her and did likewise. "This was a nice time, yes?" she said. "Very nice. You dance well." "Thank you." She blushed. "So do you. I... liked it when you held me tight." "I like holding you tight. You feel good." "Really?" "Oh, yes, really!" "Can... you hold me tight some more?" "Sure!" I pulled her against me and wrapped my arms around her. Her short blond hair smelled of some kind of shampoo that made my mouth water. She wriggled around so her front pressed against me. Her breasts felt hot even through the bra and dress. I moved one hand down to her leg and stroked her thigh. "Mmmm, this is nice," she murmured. I slipped my hand under her skirt, between her thighs. Her legs moved apart a little. Now I started wondering if I could get past her previous denial. I moved my hand up higher and could feel the lacy edge of her panties. The lace seemed to reach down halfway down her thigh. She suddenly pulled back. "Excuse me for a minute," she said and jumped up. She trotted down a hallway towards the back of the house. It took more than a minute. When she came back, she'd taken off the dress and now wore a light blue satin robe, tied loosely at the waist. She sat down and said, "Where were we?" I resumed my position, her body clutched tight against me. I caressed her leg again and moved under the skirt of her robe. It spread open as I moved my hand. When I glanced down, I could see the lace. I ran my finger along it. At the same time, I leaned my face down to hers and kissed her softly. She squirmed closer and made an encouraging noise. I probed her lips with my tongue. She opened her mouth and pressed inside. She made a little humming noise. I lapped at her tongue and she responded likewise. My hand pushed up past the lace to where her legs joined her body. I tried to follow the groove there into her crotch. Her legs moved further apart. I moved my hand. My fingers felt the crotch of her panties. It was wet. I caressed her mound, while our tongues dueled in her mouth. She eased her head back and sighed. "This is nice. I like this." "So do I. You feel so good to me!" Her smile broadened. "I think you like my pussy." "I think I do too." "Shall I take my panties off?" "Yes, please!" She unwound herself from me and stood up to reach under the robe. The panties were almost transparent, I saw, as she eased them down her legs and off. She sat down, with one leg raised on the cushion. "Is this better for you?" "I think so," I said. I caressed her raised leg up to the top and twirled my fingers through her pubic hair. I could feel her clitoral hood pushed out between her labia. She moaned softly. I untied the robe and spread it open. She'd taken off the bra. I cupped each breast and rubbed my thumbs over the nipples. They sprang to life, fat and brown. I moved one hand back to her crotch and caressed her slit. She sucked in a sharp breath with a hiss. I pressed my forefinger inside to explore. She gasped and went rigid. But didn't push me away. Her pussy was wet and got wetter as I explored. I found her opening and pushed in. There, I met an obstruction. "You're a virgin," I murmured. "Yesss." "Does this bother you? Shall I stop?" "Noooo!" Her body started to move in quick jerks. She gasped and clamped her hands on my arms. A long low squeal erupted from her open mouth and she flailed around, shooting her legs out straight. That knocked my hand away. She grabbed it and shoved it back into her crotch. "Don't stop!" she cried. I resumed massaging her clit until the orgasm faded and she slumped back on the couch. Several moments passed, while I continued to explore her cunt. When she looked up at me, she couldn't have seemed more surprised. "Is that what it's like?" she murmured. "To have someone make love to you? It's never been like that for me by myself." I smiled and kissed her. "That's what it is," I said. "Together is way better than alone." She hugged me against her bare breasts. I could feel her quivering, her heart thumping. "Make love to me again," she whispered. "Why don't we go to your bedroom? It would be more comfortable." "All right. Come." Her bedroom surprised me. Two walls were lined with bookshelves. Her bed sat under the window with a desk beside it. The bed had a headboard with more books piled there. A large teddy bear sprawled on the pillow. She turned to me, dropped the robe on the floor and came into my arms. Her kiss enveloped my mouth and I could feel the heat of her naked breasts through my shirt. I caressed the smooth expanse of her back and buttocks. She moved against me. I guided her to the bed and we settled down with me between her legs. I nibbled her erect nipples and wormed my fingers into her still soaked cunt. She squirmed and gasped. I kissed my way down to her mound and licked her bright pink lips. My tongue found her clit and she squealed. I lapped away, happy she enjoyed this sort of thing. I liked licking Susie and Sheila and hoped other girls would enjoy it. Vika squealed and surged into another orgasm that threw me off. I lay beside her and stroked her breasts and belly until her writhing faded. After several minutes, she turned her head to me. "Are you going to fuck me?" "Do you want me to?" She looked away. Took a deep breath. Turned back. "Yes." I quickly got out of my clothing and knelt between her golden thighs. She stared down at my erection. I thought she might be having second thoughts. "Can... can I touch it?" "Sure." I straddled her waist and moved up so my penis hovered between her breasts. She ran a forefinger along the top. A bit of precum emerged and dripped into the valley between her breasts. She wiped her finger over my slit. "It's nice," she murmured. I moved back down and positioned myself. Her cunt was still wet and I moved my cock through the wide-spread lips to moisten it. I pressed inside and found her opening. She squeezed her eyes shut. I pushed in and met her hymen. She took a deep breath and pushed at me. I pushed back and broke through. She squeaked. I held myself still until she started breathing again, then withdrew a little. She followed my withdrawal quickly. I thrust back in. So she obviously knew what to do. Soon the bed was rustling under us as we fucked. "I'm going to come," I gasped. "I better pull out." "No! Don't! That would spoil everything! Come in me. It's okay." By then, it was too late anyway. My last hard thrust ended with a gusher of semen shooting into her. She came with me, to my surprise. I finished and softened, slipped out. She sighed. "Thank you." "No, thank you," I said. She shook her head. "No. I wanted to have sex. I wanted to go all the way. I'm glad it was you. You made it wonderful for my first time." So over the next several years, Vika and I made love many times. On the night we graduated from high school, we ducked out of the after grad party and found a secluded spot in the backyard. We'd never fucked outside before and the situation seemed to make us randier than ever. We came together twice and I filled her four times that night. We used her panties to clean up and left them under a tree, saturated with our juices. We attended the same college together, so there was no letup in our relationship. Until part way through the second year, her parents dragged her off to Russia for a family reunion. That was the last I saw of her. A month after they left, I got an email. If electrons could cry, they would have. Her parents had arranged a marriage to the son of some rich man and she wouldn't be coming back. Apparently there was nothing she could do about it. I was, to say the least, devastated. I had been looking forward to a long and happy marriage with Vika after we got through our education and started earning our livings. It rather put me off women. By that time, Sheila had married Drake and had a baby and another on the way. Susie had set up a home with her boyfriend, Angus, and seldom appeared at home. They got married the year I graduated. I took off for the north, working as a surveyor. There were few females in our crew, if ever, and I found I didn't miss their companionship, much. I hadn't had sex since just before Vika left. Then our family had a reunion. Mom and Dad had moved away from the old house to a pleasant country acreage and everyone who showed up had a place to stay, or brought their own accommodations. Susie and Angus arrived in a big motor home, along with their three kids. Sheila and Drake came with two big tents, one for themselves and one for their four children. There were cousins and aunts and uncles all over the place and it was good to get reacquainted. The biggest surprise came on the third night I was there. I'd been given a room in the house and toddled off to bed about midnight. I'd just put my head on the pillow when someone knocked on the door. "Yeah? Who is it?" "Me," Susie said. "Can I come in?" "Oh, sure. Come on." She slipped into the room and shut the door softly. I was surprised to see she was wearing a short robe. And even more surprised when she sat on the bed beside me and let it fall open. She was nude; her small firm breasts glowed pink. The nipples were erect and red. I hadn't seen her that way since her early teens. "What's up?" I asked. "I hope you will be," she said. "What do you mean?" She blushed. "Dave... I don't know how to put this. So I'm just going to say it. I want you to make love to me. Just like we used to." "What?? Why? What are you talking about?" "Sex," she said. "The wonderful sex we used to have when we were kids. Uninhibited lusty fucking." "But why?" She sighed. "Listen. Angus is a great guy. I love him to pieces. But he's not much of a lover. He fucks me a few times a month, once each time. I've only ever come a couple of times with him. I have to jerk myself off all the time to keep me under control. He knows. He's just not that much into sex." "Well, he must have done a good job a few times," I pointed out. "What about your kids?" "Oh, yes. They're his. No doubt about it. He's the only guy I've ever slept with, except you." "But don't you think you'd be cheating on him?" "No. See... he knows I'm here. He knows what I want to do. And he's okay with it." "Really??" "Yes. He wants me to be happy and he knows he can't satisfy me the way I want to be satisfied. So... we talked about this when I found out you'd be here. I told him flat out I wanted to sleep with you, and he agreed. He's not going to get mad or anything. He just wants me to be satisfied and happy." "Well... if this isn't the craziest thing I ever heard of," I said. "No doubt," she said, slipping her robe off. "Will you do it? Please?" I could vividly remember the times we slept together as kids. Susie had been randier than Sheila and seldom slept alone until she met Angus, and that was after I left home. And of course I hadn't had a woman for a long time. I looked at her pleading face, at her firm plump breasts, at her slightly swollen belly with the faint stretch marks, and the bare pubic mound, and... "Okay. Come here, you," I said, holding out my arms. She collapsed on top of me, kissing my savagely and I responded in kind, searching her mouth for her tongue. Her body was warm and soft and firm under my hands as I caressed her back and sides. I thumbed her achingly hard nipples and she moaned into my mouth. I shoved the covers aside and pulled her hard against me. She straddled my thighs and reached between us to guide me into her already wet cunt. "Oh, yesss," she hissed, "all the way in, hard. Make me come and come and come. Fill me up as many times as you can. Oh, Dave, I love you. I love you." Her body was already responding, jerking up and down on me and I thrust into her. She came in a few seconds. Her vagina muscles clamped down tight and held me while she spasmed and gasped and shook, and I erupted seconds later. I don't believe I'd ever come so quickly, even when we first started. She sagged down on me, shuddering and sobbing. "Oh, god," she whispered. "That was good. That was so good. Oh, you haven't lost your touch. Make love to me, Dave. Make me come so many times I can't stand up and then fuck me silly. Yesss... like that... OH! OH! OHYES!AAAHHH!" Well, after the fifth or six time, she seemed to be sated and I did fuck her, maybe not silly, but four times. Then we fell into an exhausted sleep. Morning arrived. I stirred, found I had a morning woody, something I hadn't had for quite a while. It was pressed into Susie's bum, just like years before. She still slept, warm and soft against my belly. I put my arm over her and cupped the first breast I encountered. A few gentle squeezes on the nipple brought it to life. She woke up. "Oh, yes!" she murmured. "Yes, please. More, more!" She rolled over to face me and I sucked the erect nipple into my mouth and sawed on it gently with my teeth. That was something Vika always liked. Susie never had enough nipple to do it before. She gasped and pulled my head tight against her chest. I cupped her mound in my hand and pressed a finger into the slit. It still felt gooey and sticky. As I explored, it got wet and the lips spread out around my finger. I pushed into her tunnel and hunted for her G spot. She moaned. "That's it," she sighed. "Not too hard... right... Ahhhh, yes. Yes. Yes! YES! OHHHYES!" She surged against me, shuddering and shivering and gasping for several seconds. "Now," she said, pushing my head away, "now fuck me. Just like we used to do in the mornings." By the time we rejoined the family, she'd come another five times and been filled twice. She sauntered over to the RV and climbed inside and I couldn't help wonder what Angus would say. But whatever passed between them, they were happy and contented together all day, playing with the kids and helping with the activities. But, late evening, she came to sit beside me and squeeze my leg. She pushed her hand into my crotch and pressed my cock. After a moment, she leaned against me and kissed my cheek. "See you in bed," she murmured. The remaining four days of the reunion were repeats of that first night. We fucked and fucked and fucked, at night, and in the morning made love. On the last day, Angus came up to me and shook my hand. "Thanks for everything," he said. "Susie will be happy for another year, now." "You... I don't know what to say, I mean..." I said. He shook his head. "Don't worry about it. We do love each other. It's just that I can't satisfy her that way, and you can. She's never been happier. So I'm happy. So thank you." It never occurred to me, not once during that period, that Susie hadn't been taking care. So it came as a complete surprise, two months later, when she sent me an email. "Guess what," it said. "I'm going to be a mother again. Thanks to you. I hoped something would happen like this and you've made my dream come true. I'm going to have your baby. I love you and thank you and Angus thanks you, too." Well, about seven months later, Chelsea arrived. She had the biggest blue eyes I've ever seen, kid or adult, and curly blonde hair. Both attributes survived into her young adult years. One day I sat at my desk watching Chelsea pottering about the garden while her half-brother Anson chopped wood. The sun looked good on her tawny skin, though the swollen belly sort of mars her slim figure. She was six months pregnant with Anson's baby. That was the reason they were here, instead of at home. Susie thought the arrival of the baby would cause a bit of scandal if it was born at home, where everybody knows everybody. Up here, they were just another young couple. The phone rang. It was Jordan, the eldest son of Susie and Angus. "Got some bad news," his voice rasped. "Uh-oh. What's happened?" I asked. He sucked in his breath noisily and sobbed. "Dad's dead." "What?" "He had a massive heart attack last night. They couldn't save him. Can... Can you tell Chelsea and Anson?" "Yeah, of course. And we'll come right down. Is there anything we can do?" "Just... just get here as quick as you can. Mom's almost dead herself. She needs you. We all do. Please." "Oh, my god," Chelsea cried when I told them. "Ohhhh," she burst into sobs and collapsed into Anson's arms. He didn't look any too good himself and sat down abruptly with his arms around her. When they recovered sufficiently to think, I got them organizing for the trip south and packed up the van with everything I thought we'd need. It took three days to get home. By that time, things had started to sort themselves out. But Susie was still wandering around in a daze. When she saw me, she hugged herself so tight to me I could barely breath. I guess she'd cried herself out by then, but she clung to me, shaking and moaning. I stroked her back and nuzzled her face and murmured in her ear. After some time, she relaxed a little. I led her to the couch and sat down. She leaned against me. I wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Am I glad you're here," Sheila said, as she came into the room carrying a tray. "Maybe now, we can get her to sleep. She hasn't been to bed since it happened." She put the tray down and hugged Chelsea and Anson. "You two look like hell as well." "We only napped in the van," Anson said. "We drove straight through without stopping, except for gas." Chelsea sagged down beside Susie. "Mom," she whispered. "Mom, I so sorry. Can I do anything?" Susie shook her head. "No, dear. Now you're all here, that's all I need." She looked up and took a deep breath. "All my family is here. I think I'll be okay now." Sheila got everybody settled and forced us to eat something. Susie sat at the table and poked absently at her plate, nibbling at one thing or another. Part way through the meal, she yawned and slumped back in her chair. "You better get to bed," Sheila said. "Come on, I'll help you." "No, that's all right. I'd... I'd like Dave to help me, I think." I escorted her up to the big master bedroom. She came into my arms again, not so tight this time. "Sleep with me, please," she murmured. I helped her undress. Not much of a job. All she had on was a T-shirt and jeans. I eased her down and pulled the covers up. "Dave. Please. Sleep with me," she said again. When I got into bed, she snuggled against me. I could feel her shaking, but no tears came. After a while, her breathing slowed and I knew she was asleep. After all those years, she still felt good against me, her skin still smooth and warm. She'd kept herself in good shape and even though she'd had five babies, she was still trim and toned. I woke up in the morning to find her standing at the window. When I stirred, she turned around, the light streaming around her naked body made a sort of halo. She looked anxious and sad. "Good morning," I said. "Yes. I guess it is." "Something the matter?" She came sat beside me. "Yes. All those times... at the reunions... when we slept together. It was so wonderful. But now... I feel like I'm cheating on Angus." "Why?" "Because... well... I had his permission. He knew what we were doing. Now..." she sobbed. "I can't even ask him. He doesn't know." I sat up and folded her against my chest. "It's okay," I said. "If you don't want to anymore, I'll understand." She shook her head. "I know. It's silly. I love you to pieces. I loved Angus just as hard. And it's not as though we've never done it before. But... but... it just doesn't feel right. I'm sorry. And it's not like we even made love or anything." She stayed there, crying softly for a few minutes, then straighten up. "You won't be mad? Will you?" "No, of course not. I'll do whatever you want, whatever makes you happy." She gulped. "I... I... I just need a little time, I guess. To get over it. Maybe I won't. Ever." I cupped her face in my palms and kissed her lightly. "I love you and I always will, whatever you decide. Come on, let's get dressed and see what the day holds in store." We didn't sleep together again. Not then. The aftermath of Angus's death left everyone shocked and it took a long time for it to sink in, that he was gone. Sheila was the mainstay of the family during that period. She kept everyone organized, made sure we all ate and slept properly, and dragged me into helping with the funeral arrangements. That wasn't a hard job, but gave me something to do. When it was all over, we settled in to a family wake, with Mum and Dad and Angus's parents and all the cousins and aunts and uncles from both sides gathered in our parent's back yard. It was a noisy crowd and that made it easy to have some private conversations. "I know about you and Susie," Mom said, as she sat down beside me. "What?" "I've known ever since you were kids. That you slept together. I even think Chelsea is your daughter, rather than Angus's. She has more your colouring than his." "Oh." "Yes. See... it wasn't unexpected." "Oh?" "No. My first lover was Uncle Herb. We slept together for years before I met your dad." She grinned. "We were a horny bunch of kids." "Oh." "I'm not upset. Really. Like I said, I expected it. I knew Susie was sexually active even before you started. I knew she and Sheila fooled around a lot." "I see. And you never said." "No. I thought, as long as nobody got hurt, I wouldn't." She paused. "Did you and Sheila do it, too? I mean..." I sighed. "Yes." "Was that before or after she started with Drake?" "Uh..." "Sorry. I shouldn't be so nosy." "It was after. After the first time with him." "Okay. I did it with Herb too, after I started with Dad." She sighed. "Sometimes... oh, never mind. I always wondered why you never got married." "Uh. Well. After I got dumped by Vika, I sort of got turned off of women. I was really mad." "That why you disappeared in the north?" "Yeah." She smiled. "I liked Vika. That was too bad." "She seems happy now," I said. "She writes to me now and then. They have a couple of kids and live in a mansion on the Crimea, right on the ocean." "Um. That's nice." She reached up to snag a glass of wine off a tray being carried around by Jordan. "You still miss her?" "No. I got over it a long time ago." "I guess Susie helped." "After a while. Yes." She sipped the wine. "You take care of her, now." "I will. Even if she doesn't want to sleep together anymore." "You don't have to sleep with her to care for her." "I know." Sheila came over and sat down beside us. Mom squeezed her leg and raised her glass in a toast. "What have you been talking about. You look so serious." "Dave and Susie, mostly," Mom said. "And you and Dave a little." "She... uh... knows about what we did when we were kids," I said. "Oh, is that all," Sheila said. But she blushed a little. "It's not a problem," Mom said. "Unless you want to make it one. That's all over and done with. At least as far as you two are concerned." "Right," Sheila said. She glanced at me, then over at Susie, where she had her head together with Chelsea and Anson. "But not as far as Susie is concerned?" "I think that's up to her," Mom said. "How do you feel about it?" Sheila asked me. "I'm going to take care of her, whatever else happens." "Good. She needs all the support she can get right now. First losing her husband. And now about to become a grandmother." After everyone left, Sheila and I and Jordan were cleaning up in the kitchen. Susie came in with Chelsea and sat at the table. "I want to thank you all for today," she said. "It's been wonderful. I just wish... I wish Angus could have been here." Her eyes grew moist, and Chelsea took her hand in hers. "It's okay, Mum," she said. "You can cry if you want to." "No. I... I think crying is over with. I'll get over it, somehow. I'll miss him though. Oh, how I'll miss him." She got up, patted Chelsea's head, and left the room hurriedly. "Father, I think you'd better go to her," Chelsea said. I blinked. I didn't know she knew I was her father. She smiled. "It's okay. Mummy told me a little while ago." I found Susie sitting on the bed in the master bedroom. She was staring out the window, rocking back and forth. "You okay?" She glanced up at me. "No, not really. I don't know what I want or what to do." I sat beside her and pulled her against me. "Whatever you decide, we'll all back you up." After a while she surprised me by untucking my shirt and slipping her hand inside. She hadn't done that for years. She caressed my chest and ran her fingers through the hairs. Then she lifted her head and kissed me softly on the lips. "Make love to me, Dave. Please." A week later, Anson and I had just finished loading the van. Chelsea was busy packing some food for the trip home. Jordan came outside carrying a suitcase. "What's this?" Anson said. "Mum's stuff. She's decided to go with you." He shoved it in on top of the rest of the stuff. "Really?" I said. "Yeah." He looked me straight in the eye. "She needs to get away, Uncle Dave. And she needs someone to take care of her. You're it. We'll handle everything here until she comes back. If she comes back." A week previous, when she asked me to make lover to her, I had no inkling Susie was thinking along those lines. We did it that once, and then not again. We took a lot longer to return, almost a week. Chelsea and Anson slept in one motel room and Susie and I in another, on the five nights we stopped. Susie slept in my bed, but we didn't do anything else. By the time we arrived at my place in the north, she seemed to be more relaxed and happier, if not happy. We let her explore the area as we unloaded the van. My house had lots of room, and I didn't know what she would do: continue to sleep with me, or opt for one of the other bedrooms. We had everything put away and the kids were organizing a dinner when she returned from her exploration. She'd never been here before, so I didn't know how she'd take it. "You have a beautiful place here," she said, sitting down at the kitchen table. "It's so quiet, not like the city." "I like it," I said. "It grows on you after a while." "I can see that. It might take some getting used to." "You will, Mummy," Chelsea said. "I don't think I even want to go back after the baby's born." "But there's not that much to do here, is there? I mean, for work. Can Anson find a job?" "He's actually got one," I said. "My company hired him last month. It's not a high paying job, but once his apprenticeship starts, he's set pretty well for life." "And I can get a job, too," Chelsea said as she put a bowl of potatoes on the table. "Don't you want to look after the baby?" "Oh, for the first few years, sure. But I bet I can start selling photographs on the internet and maybe do some portrait work around here." She'd been taking pictures most of her young life and was quite talented, I thought. "Oh, well, then you're all set." After dinner, the kids started cleaning up and shoed us away. We settled on the deck, overlooking the lake. We could hear a loon hooting off in the distance. Nothing else, but the breeze swishing through the leaves of the nearby trees. Susie moved her chair close beside mine. "This is nice." "Yeah." She reached over and took one of my hands in hers. "Dave... I love you. Thank you for being so good to me, taking care of me. It's been awfully hard, these past weeks. I... I... guess it was hard for you, too, coming up here. Having me sleep with you, without..." "It's okay, sweetie," I said. "I'm not as randy as I once was. Just having you beside me was good. No, great. I haven't felt like this since I can't remember when." "Like what?" "Like..." I felt awkward. "Like... I just want to hold you. A lot. Sex isn't important anymore. If it happens, fine. But..." "Um... remember when I said I felt like I was cheating on Angus? I felt like that for the longest time. I really loved him. I didn't want to hurt him. But I needed something too. Then when you made love to me that last time, I realized I love you too. And Angus always supported me about the way feel. About you. So... so... I... I think it'll be okay. To sleep with you. If you want me to." "Nothing could make me happier," I said. I leaned over and kissed her. So that's the way it's been. Susie and I live together as man and wife. Chelsea and Anson live here too, with their two kids, our grandchildren. My retirement arrived and we, just the two of us, went on a long cruise and returned to find another grandchild on the way. Susie's other children presented her with a plethora of grandkids, too. When the whole bunch of us get together, it's pretty frantic. But the amount of love flowing in the family is what keeps everyone together. And, I think, perhaps, if I read the signs correctly, Jordan's eldest kids are about to make the same journey Susie and I, and Chelsea and Anson, made. I wish them well. END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. 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