I could only stare. Where the fuck was this coming from? Or was she just screwing with me?
She stood. "I can, if you like?" Her eyebrows rose. "I've been told I give a pretty good blowjob." She kneeled and placed a hand on my cock.
"Kirsten, stop." I pushed her hand away and stood. "What the fuck are you doing? Get up."
"I'm only tryna help you. I mean, your hand is looking kinda swollen, and I doubt your other hand can do a better job than me." She quickly hooked her fingers into my trousers and boxer briefs and pulled them down. My cock sprang up and flicked her nose, like it'd lied about something being on her shirt. Kirsten laughed and wiped off the trail of pre-cum that was flung up her face.
"What the hell's gotten into you?"
"I'm serious, Chris." She looked up with her ocean blue eyes. "I'm just trying to help you." She grasped my cock. Fuck, it felt good. But wrong. "What else are sisters for?"
"Not this." I pulled her hand away.
She frowned. "Oh, but it's okay for you to fuck our mom?"
You know the famous "...hit by a ton of bricks" simile?...Yea. "What?"
"I saw you with her on Sunday. You were butt fuckin' naked on top of her. And don't think I didn't notice you sneaking to her room this whole week, either. You're not as sneaky as you think you are."
I was floored. I sighed and sat. "Fuck," I muttered, thinking. "How did you see us?"
"All I wanted to do was go and tell Mom I was happy to be with her again, and that I was sorry for being so wild in my teen years. But there you were...with your cock between her tits."
I paused. "Damn...You should seriously think about becoming a poker player. I had no idea you knew."
"How long have you guys been fucking?"
"...Uh, not long, really. We actually only started the night before you arrived."
"Okay, so then...why're you turning me down?"
I pressed my nose with my hands as if to say a prayer. "I don't know what to tell you, Kirs...It's just different with Mom." The look that came over her face ripped my heart to pieces. "C'mon, Kirs, don't be like that. Believe you me, I've fantasied about you for as long as I've thought about Mom. This isn't about the way you look if that's what you're thinking."
Damn straight it wasn't. My sister was a sexy number, from head to toe. She had a slender and tall frame. In fact, she was almost tall as Dad and I were at our peaks, which would put her at five foot nine. She also had long light brown hair and an eye-catching angelic face, similar to Aunt Gwen's - our mother's baby sister. But Kirsten looked like a younger and slightly more attractive edition.
Her blue eyes were deeper than my father and I's, as well. She had these cute pouty lips, which she'd made use of to get what she wanted from the old man, and it almost always worked. What's more, her sturdy looking tits most certainly made their presence known in her training bra. It was clear she'd inherited her bust from Mom. Kirsten also had a steamrolled stomach and her shorts did next to nothing to hide her creamy, taut looking, silk made legs that went on for eternity.
All in all, my sister was a solid eight...or nine - depending on the eye of the beholder. So, yea, it definitely wasn't because of the way she looked. But she still wouldn't answer me.
"C'mon, Kirs, I'm serious. How can I make it up to you?"
It took her a moment to look up and say, "Let me suck your cock."
The adorable look in her eyes made my insides quake and erection flow back to full-strength. It screamed at me to let her take me inside her mouth. But I couldn't listen to it. "Why do you wanna suck my cock so bad?"
She sighed, rested her head on my thigh and stroked my shaft with her fingertips, causing it to twitch. "I'm not sure...But I think it's because I saw you with Mom - even though I thought I was gonna puke when I first saw you guys. But then the next day...I accepted it" - Kirsten shrugged - "and became a little jealous of her." She raised her head and looked me in the eye as her fingertips kept stroking. "Not because of you - actually, because of you and not you."
Okay, now I was lost. "What?"
"You see, when I thought about what you guys were doing...something inside me woke up, and I realised I wanna sleep with Dad. But obviously, I can't, and I find that extremely unfair. How come Mom got to sleep with him and now she gets you?...What about me? Why am I left out? And since you're the closest thing I have to him - can you see where I'm coming from?"
I thought and rubbed my face. "Yea," I sighed. "But I still can't let you do what you said you wanted to do."
"Please, Chris." She puckered her maroon lips, leaned forward and let a long drop of spit fall on my glans as her other hand joined the cause of stroking me. Man oh man, it felt good. I was on the edge of caving. "I promise you'll like it."
"Kirsten," I whispered, placing my hands over my face. Then I felt her soft lips close around my cockhead, which made me instantly place my hands on the sides of her face and pull her head back up. I begged her with my eyes.
Her own eyes carried a more determined look as her hands tightened their grip. But then, mercifully, it faded and she released my cock. "Fine." She stood. "If you really don't want me to."
*
I pretty much stayed in my room for the rest of the day as I nursed my hand, read and awkwardly jotted notes. In fact, the only time I came out, excluding the time I went to the bathroom, was when it was time for dinner. During which, Kirsten acted as if nothing weird had taken place earlier on as she spoke with Mom and told her about what happened with Craig. It was spooky, really. I couldn't help thinking my sister had the characteristics of a serial killer. She really should've thought of becoming a poker player.
Inside the kitchen, after Kirsten and I finished putting stuff away, she walked up to me and said, "Tick-tock, little brother. Courtney sent me a text message a few hours ago. She said she's coming to pick me up on Sunday. And since you told me you've fantasied about me for as long as you've fantasied about Mom...I thought I should let you know your window of opportunity's fading." She rubbed my crotch then walked off.
I decided not to sext with Mom or sneak to her room that night. I felt guilty about what had occurred and didn't think I could look her in the eye without spilling the beans. Should I have? I wasn't sure, but decided not to, because even though my sister was the aggressor, I felt I could've done more to stop her advances. Maybe I'll tell her after Kirsten leaves.
Chapter Twelve: Blind Man's Bluff
The next morning, I got to wake up later than normal. For the first time in weeks I didn't have a store I needed to be at. It felt good. I hadn't felt more rested in ages. I got up, did all the usual stuff in the bathroom and then came back into to my room to pull on black shorts, a blue shirt and slippers. It looked like a hot day outside. In fact, it was officially spring the next day. I headed to the kitchen for breakfast...or brunch.
My mother and Kirsten were nowhere to be seen. Since they didn't work on weekends, I wondered where they were as I made myself a bowl of cereal and choked it down. I soon found them. They turned out to be outside in the backyard. They lay on towels placed over two of the four lounge chairs by our pool - which I took care of - and wore bikinis as they baked in the sun.
Birds chirped, trees and flowers bloomed and the faint smell of chlorine was mixed into the wonderful scent of nature. Kirsten's bathing suit was black while Mom opted for the colour orange, sunglasses and a straw-hat. Need I say they looked sexy?
"So you finally decided to wake up," said Mom, pulling down her shades.
"Yep." I stretched my back.
"Do you have any plans for today?"
My head shook.
"So then why don't you join us in the sun?"
"Yea." My sister smiled mischievously. "If you like, I can even rub sunscreen on you like I did for Mom."
Mom gave Kirsten a strange look, but she didn't notice. I headed inside, pulled off my top and got a towel. Then I headed back to the girls, pulled a longue chair closer to Kirs', laid my towel down and reclined. I decided to apply my own sunscreen. I didn't trust my sister. I knew she'd do something inappropriate. For a while, we engaged in everyday conversation:
"Yay! Spring's here. I get to go back to short skirts and dresses."
"I'm writing my prelims in a couple of weeks."
"We're finally going to take that bastard down on Monday."
"When did you get those abs, Chris?"
"Hope we win the elections next year."
Then, inevitably, Kirsten said, "So when are we getting in the pool? The water looks nice."
"How 'bout now?" I said.
"You guys can do what you want...I'm staying dry."
"Oh, c'mon, Mom," said Sis, "don't be such a killjoy."
"I'll be whatever I want to be, young lady."
"We'll see about that." I got up and walked around the chairs.
"Christopher, no. Sit down." She squealed as I picked her up. "Put. Me. Down." She kicked and used her fists to gently pound my shoulder. "I'm your mother and will be listened to!" I walked over to the pool as Kirsten laughed. "Chris, please...I'll never forgive you if you do this."
"I'll take my chances." I shrugged then jumped in as she screamed.
When we floated back to the surface, Mom threw a venomous glare my way as her hat floated away. "I can't believe you did it."
I grinned. Then she splashed my face.
"Oh, this means war." I dived at her as she squealed.
"I'm coming to save you, Mom!" Kirsten splashed in, sending water over our heads as I picked our mother up and sent her back down. Then I felt my sister's hands on my shoulders as she dunked me. It was clear she'd chosen a side. I had to retaliate. I swam underneath her, placed my head between her legs and came up with her sitting on my shoulders. Kirsten laughed and screamed as I fell back and sent us in.
As I resurfaced, Mom fired off a dirty move by wiggling her fingers under my armpits. I burst into laughter then she pushed me under. I came up with her in my arms and sent her back in.
It all escalated into one giant splashing, dunking and tickling battle, which everybody felt the brunt of. It was a fun five minutes or so and reminded me of the old days when Dad was around. Except this time, I didn't have the old man on my side. But fought valiantly, nonetheless - even though my hand was still a little sore. I was much stronger than when Kirsten and I were kids and could throw her and Mom about with ease. They were lightweights.
But then Kirsten decided to betray her ally. As Mom tickled my ribs and drew laughter from me, she stopped with a gasp. I opened my eyes to find her with her hands over her tits as she faced her daughter, who stood behind her with her arm stretched above her head and an orange bikini top clutched in her hand, smiling from ear to ear.
"Kirsten, whose side are you on? Give me that back. I'm standing in front of my son."
"Oh, c'mon, Mom. It's not like he hasn't seen -"
I shot her a look that screamed; shut up!
"- them...on other women before."
Mom was quiet. "Yes, but I'm his mother. Now bring."
"They're just boobs." She swam away and tossed Mom's top onto a lounge chair. "If it'll make you feel better, I'll take mine off, too." She reached behind her back.
"Kirsten, stop it. Your brother can see you."
"So what? How come guys get to show off their chests and we can't?" She pulled off her top and out spilt her tits. Oh me oh my, they looked good; full, firm and perky, with half-inch nipples and poker chip sized areoles a darker shade than Mom's. Unsurprisingly, my cock swelled.
"Have you lost your mind?"
That sounded like a genuine question.
"C'mon, Mom, he's a grown man. We're not gonna damage him." She swam about, doing the backstroke.
Mom turned her attention to me. I gave her an it's-no-big-deal shrug. She removed her hands from her chest and we joined Kirsten in swimming around the pool. There was no more fun and games after the girls' boobs were out. Although, it was a fun game to steal glances. I got caught by Kirsten a couple times, but she said nothing. In fact, nobody said anything. It was a little awkward, but only lasted about five minutes before Mom got out the pool and sat on its deck:
"So what are we having for lunch?"
My sister and I could come up with no answers.
"I've been cooking for you guys all week - not today." Her head shook.
"Hey, I helped you the last two nights."
"What if we ordered a pizza?" I said.
"Ooooo, that sounds good...and a few beers to go with it."
"We don't have beers," said our mother.
"It's called a bottle store, Mom. Me and Chris can go to one and buy the pizza while we're at it."
"Better make it two, or three. 'Cause it'll be your supper, too."
"How 'bout it, little bro?" She faced me as her tits rose and submerged. "You up for a ride?"
*
Once we were dressed up - if you can call a bikini top, denim shorts and sandals "dressed up" - we got into the car and pulled on our seat belts. But I needed to say something to Kirsten before we left, "Kirs, why're you being so aggressive with Mom?"
"I'm only trying to have fun some fun, little brother."
I hated it when she used her little girl voice. I thought it made her sound more slutty than innocent. "Yea, but, take it down a notch, would you. She's not as crazy as you are."
She smiled. "Yea right. Want me to suck you off while you drive us to the store?"
I sighed and started the car.
"Tick-tock, little brother."
*
When we got to the pizza spot, we ordered two triple-decker pizzas, with meat crammed into the crust. We then walked to the bottle store, where I pulled two six-packs of beer out the fridge. For some reason, Kirsten also pulled a bottle of vodka off the shelf. I gave her a what-are-you-doing look.
"Don't worry...I'll pay for it." She shrugged.
When our pizzas were done, we got back into the car, drove to a gas station to top up Mom's tank and then headed home. I placed six of the beers in the fridge as Kirsten placed one of the pizzas in the oven. We then headed outside and discovered Mom had lain a yellow tablecloth over our patio's table. She'd also put down plates, glasses and a bottle of wine.
Once we got into our seats, we broke out the beer, opened the pizza box and pulled out slices as we got back to small talk. Since Mom wasn't a fan of beer, her wine quenched her thirst. I have to come clean; I too wasn't a fan of its taste and had to go back inside to get a bottle of Sprite to dilute it in a glass, which I knew tasted decent. Somewhat surprisingly, Kirsten didn't ridicule me for this. I expected an "OMG, you're such a girl" comment. But she said nothing. I guessed her mean-big-sister days were really behind her.
"So, yea, Courtney's coming to pick me up at around eleven."
"Oh." Our mother thought. "Okay...It'll be sad to see you leave. I've really enjoyed having you back in the house."
"Awwww, don't worry, Mommy. I promise I'll come to visit you more than I used to."
"I hope so."
"It's nice to see you guys have patched things up."
They smiled as they faced me. Then Kirsten's eyes became misty. "Okay, okay" - she took a swig - "enough of this sad talk. This's my last night here. Let's have some fun. How 'bout we play a drinking game?"
Mom looked reluctant and so was I, but how could we deny her on her last night?
"Fine," said Mom. "What do you propose we play?"
"Blind. Man's. Bluff."
"What the hell's that?" I said.
"It's a kind of poker game - I think it's more well-known as Indian Poker. It's really easy to play - all we need is a pack of cards. Each player gets one and holds it against their forehead for everybody else to see but her...or him. Then the dealer, which will be me, counts to five and if you think you've got a higher card than your opponents', keep it. If you fold, you have to take a shot of alcohol. If you stay in and win, you don't have to drink. But if you lose, then you have to take three shots."
"Kirsten, that sounds like the craziest drinking game ever," said Mom. "I don't want to get as drunk as it sounds like it'll make me."
Kirsten mulled. "Okay, then what if we changed the rules by saying if you don't drink, you have to do a dare the other players give you."
Mom also mulled. "Okay, fine," she sighed. "Where's the alcohol?"
"I'll go get it." Kirsten beamed as she stood. "Chris, go find us a pack of cards." She ran off.
"You know this is a mistake, right?" I raised my eyebrows and Mom shrugged. I grabbed a slice of pizza, headed to my room and rummaged inside all my drawers until I found the deck of cards my boss gave me. She used to love giving all her employees weird gifts whenever we had to go see her; fuzzy pens, Rubik's cubes, monocles, etcetera. She was a nice lady, but a little strange.
When I got back outside, I noticed Kirsten had put down and topped up six shot glasses and had placed her blue bottle of vodka next to them. I handed her the cards as I took my seat. She removed the jokers and smiled as she shuffled the rest of the deck. Then she asked if we were ready - to which we nodded - and placed a facedown card in front of each of us. She told us not to cheat by peeking and to lift our cards and place them against our foreheads.
There were grins all around as we examined one another's cards. Mom had a seven of diamonds while Kirsten held a five of clubs. I was sure I had them beat. Kirsten started her slow count. Then, when she reached "three," she folded, but Mom stayed resolute and wore a subtle smile.
Shit. I'm gonna lose. But no. I couldn't fold. I was sure I had her seven beat. When my sister reached "five" she told us put our cards down. I groaned and the girls laughed when I saw I had the deuce of spades. Why was I so confident?
"Alright, little bro. I have to take one shot and you have to take three...Or do you want us to give you a dare instead?"
"Nah, I'll take my punishment like a man." I tilted my head left then right and downed my shots, causing me to cough and the girls to cheer. Once Kirsten drank hers, she refilled the glasses and dealt the second hand.
This time, Sis had a jack of spades and Mom had an eight of hearts. She folded as soon as Kirsten said "one," which made me focus on my sister. She showed no sign of backing down. I wonder what I had and I felt I should fold. I mean, she did have a strong card and an even stronger poker face. But there was something about the look in Mom's eyes when she glanced my way. Fuck it. If I lose, I lose.
My heart pounded when Kirs reached "four." It almost felt as if we were two crazy drivers, playing a game of Chicken, neither willing to give up right of way. But then, Kirsten clucked by folding right before she had to say "five." I took a look at my card and saw I had the queen of hearts. My sneaky little sister tried to bluff me. And it probably would've worked, had it not been for Mom. I grinned as I watched them knock back their shots.
The game went on with each of us refusing to accept a dare as the level of vodka in the bottle slowly lowered. But then, once we all reached our tipsy limit, it basically turned into a game of dares - whenever someone had to take three shots.
Mom was the first to accept a dare after Kirsten beat her with a ten of spades. I took my shot. Then my sister and I quietly conferred. We decided to start off light and told Mom all she had to do was jump back into the pool. She shrugged, stood and dived into the water.Then came the time Mom and I got to give Kirsten a dare, and I knew her kryptonite. I got up, jogged to the kitchen and returned with a bottle of hot sauce. There was only about a fifth of it left and we told Kirsten to finish it. She gave us a reluctant look. Then she looked at the shot glasses and said, "Fine."
She picked up the hot sauce and chugged it down with immense difficulty. It took her five or six attempts to get the job done. After which, her eyes watered as she fanned her mouth. "I'm so gonna make you guys pay for that."
I was the next to accept a dare after I too lost to Kirsten. The girls huddled up. Then, with both of them wearing goofy smiles, my sister said, "Show us your ass."
I stared. You've got to be joking.
"Hey, you got to see our boobs," said Kirs. "Now show us your butt."
Mom burst into laughter.
I supposed it was fair. I got up, turned around and mooned them for a few seconds to whoops and a "nice ass" compliment. Silly dares continued to be dished out:
"Go roll on the grass."
"Tickle yourself."
"Twerk, Mommy, twerk!"
"Suck my big toe."
Then there was a crazy round where no one folded before Kirsten reached "five" and she beat us with a nine, which caused an inward groan. She thought long and hard as she tried to come up with a two-way punishment. I was nervous about what she'd say; with neither Mom or I by her side to mediate her, it could've been anything. It turned out to be worse than I expected:
"You guys get to spend the next hour completely naked."
"Kir-"
"Nooo." She raised her hand at Mom. "I won and rules are rules. Now strip or drink - I told you I'd pay you back for the hot sauce."
Mom looked at me with concern. I could see she really didn't want to drink. She hated getting hammered. I was prepared to take the shots, but in an attempt to make the dare easier for Mom, I stood, removed my shirt and pushed my shorts around my ankles before I sat and kicked my them away. Looking a little more at ease, Mom followed suit by removing her towel, bikini top and bottoms.
"I always wondered what it would be like to live with a family of nudists." Kirsten smiled. "Here, let me join you guys." She reached behind her back.
*
Later on, as I lay in bed, I was horny as hell. There's no other way to put it. I hadn't had an orgasm in nearly two days and visions of my naked mother and sister haunted me. I had a permanent erection during our hour of nudity and it took every ounce of strength I had not to get up and attack one of them.
Fuck. I stroked my cock with my left hand in my shorts and checked the time on my phone. It was only eight, which was too early to sneak to Mom's room, but I was too wound up to care. Plus, the had alcohol had taken its toll.
I crept to my door, slowly opened it and stuck my head out to discover the coast was clear. I crept down the hallway and pushed open Mom's door. She wasn't inside, but I heard her shower running. I stepped in, closed the door and stripped. Then I jumped onto the bed and lay down facing her bathroom door, gently stroking my erection.
When Mom emerged, she looked a little shocked. But then she smiled. "Are you looking for a little help with that?"
I nodded, smiling back. She dropped her towel, open a drawer and pulled on a dark blue thong. Then she climbed onto the bed and struck me with the sweet smell of her soap. "We're only one more day away before I can let you back in my pussy." She locked our lips as she grasped my erection. Man, it felt good to be with her again. I pulled her closer as I pushed my tongue into her mouth.
Mom and I made out for a little while as she slowly stroked my cock and I kneaded her one ass cheek. Then she pulled her head back with a smile. She got on her hands and knees, crawled backwards and dropped her head, taking my glans into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around it and I sighed.
She pushed her head lower and took me deeper, causing my eyes to close. She kept my cockhead in her throat for a few seconds without choking. Then she pulled up until her lips were back around glans. Her head bobbed at a medium pace. It was a glorious minute or so. Then she suddenly stopped when we heard, "Mommy, you bad girl..."
Chapter Thirteen: A Wild Night
As Mom popped me from her mouth, I opened my eyes to see Kirsten as naked as a new born, with her pink pyjamas and black top on the floor. "...Sucking your son's cock. And you gave me such a hard time for showing him my boobs in the pool." She climbed onto the bed.
Mom looked mortified.
"Don't worry, Mom. I'm not judging you." Kirsten shook her head and placed a hand on the back of our mother's. "I think it's hot."
Mom stared at Kirsten with terror in her eyes. But then, as if something registered, she allowed her daughter to slowly push her head back towards my cock.
"That's it, Mommy...Suck on that bad boy."
Our mother parted her lips and slowly took me back into the depths of her mouth. I had no clue what was going on, but my cock still to twitched in Mom's throat. She got back to bobbing her head as Kirsten stroked her hair and watched, smiling. Then she leaned closer. "Would you like me to help you with that, Mom?" My sister pushed her tongue inside her ear, eliciting a moan.
Tell me I'm not dreaming.
Mom pulled up until only my glans remained. As she sucked on it, Kirsten placed her tongue at the side and base of my cock. She slid it upwards until she licked the corner of Mom's mouth and then her cheek. Mom bobbed her head again then tilted it and ran her tongue down the front of my shaft. Kirsten pounced by taking my cockhead into her mouth. My eyes shut and I groaned. Was I dead?
She ran her pouty lips up and down the first half of my cock as Mom slid her tongue lower. I spread my legs for her and she took in my testicles and gently sucked on them as my sister's head bobbed lower and lower. This was far beyond any of my wildest fantasies. Mom and Kirs, using their mouths on me, at same time! I was sure I was in heaven.
The only thing that kept me in check was the slightly painful sensation of my sister's teeth. She clearly wasn't as good at giving head as Mom - in fact, she sort of reminded me of my ex - but I'd be a damn liar if I said I wanted her to stop. Which she didn't, until Mom slid my balls from her mouth and slid her tongue back up shaft. Kirsten moved to the side and allowed Mom to take my cockhead back in as she brushed the top side of her tongue up and down the side of my length.
Mom and Sis took turns in sucking my glans and licking the rest of my shaft, along with balls. It was interesting to watch how they went about it. It was almost as if they had practice in the art of synchronized-head. The thought made me smile, but I knew it wasn't true.
Next, Kirsten placed her hands on both sides of Mom's head and pulled her in for a passionate looking kiss. "You're so hot, Mom." Kirs kissed her again, pushing her tongue inside her mouth and making my insides tremble. "No wonder Chris's fucking you." She merged their lips once more.
After a few seconds, my sister pulled back, pushed Mom's head back onto my cock and crawled behind her. As Mom's head bobbed, she hooked her fingers into the string-like waistband of our mother's thong and pulled it down her ass and legs. Then her face disappeared. Mom gasped and whimpered with my cock deep in her mouth. "Do you like the feeling of my tongue up your cunt, Mommy?" Kirsten smiled.
Mom moaned and kept bobbing her head.
"Jeez, you're soaked. And you should really do something about this hair." I smiled as Kirsten's head moved back in, causing Mom to moan again, which went on for a couple minutes. Once my sister's full head reappeared, she crawled to Mom's side and said in her ear, "Don't you wanna ride his cock for me, Mommy? I really wanna see what it looks like."
Mom moaned and popped me from her lips. She pulled her thong off the rest of the way and straddled me. Her tits hung over my face. Kirsten grabbed one and gave its nipple a squeeze as she grasped my shaft and placed the tip of it against Mom's opening. Mom pushed her frame back and took me all the way in as she groaned. It felt good to be back inside my first home. She gently rocked her hips to and fro as she moaned.
Kirsten crawled back behind her. Then I felt her breath on my balls. "So this's what it's like to see a cock going inside a vagina up close...It's kinda hot." I felt Kirsten's tongue run up my testicles and the base of my cock. Mom gasped and stopped riding me as she looked back at her daughter. "What's wrong, Mom? You've never had your asshole licked before?"
"Mmmmm." Mom closed her eyes then grinded on my crotch.
I ached to see what my sister did to her. From what she said, it sounded like something I might've paid to do so in the flesh. After a little while, Kirsten's face peaked over Mom's shoulder. She grabbed our mother's jiggling tits and rolled her nipples between her thumbs and middle fingers as she licked and sucked her neck.
Then she said in Mom's ear, "Can I have a try?"
For a few seconds, Mom sat still. Then her hips rose and my cock slid from her. She lay beside me and Kirsten climbed over me, standing on her knees. She grasped my erection and lowered her frame, sliding my glans inside her as our mother watched and pitched her nipples. Kirsten dropped lower as her smooth pussy engulfed my cock, causing my eyes to close as she said, "Aaahhh...little brother...so good."
When she got me all the way in, she placed her hands on my chest then pushed herself up until only my glans remained. Then her hips dropped and she rode me, slightly faster and harder than Mom, as she moaned, groaned and quietly used her term of endearment for me.
I pushed myself further back until my upper back rested against the headboard. I raised my hands and cupped her C cups, which I'd been dying to do since we were in the pool. They felt amazing in my palms. They were silk-skinned water balloons, filled with a squishy substance that can only be described as an oxymoron.
I tweaked her nipples with my thumbs and forefingers. Then I took her left nipple between my lips, sucked and ran my tongue around it. I brushed my tongue up the length of her entire tit, then moved to the other to suck on it, too. Damn, Mom and Sis tasted good.
Kirs kept bouncing on my lap, but then I felt a change of positions was in order. I placed my hands under her underarms and rolled to the side. I united our mouths and pushed my tongue past her lips as I withdrew my hips and drove myself back in, causing my sister to moan into my mouth.
It felt a little strange kissing someone other than Mom. But considering the circumstances, I didn't think she'd mind. In fact, I know she didn't, because the smell of pineapples soon filled my nose as I felt Mom's head beside ours. I tilted my head and Mom's lips joined ours for a few seconds. This was yet another first.
I pulled my head back and let the girls go at it as I thrust my way into Kirsten. Mom's mouth muffled her groans. Fuck, they're sexy. In fact, they caused me to drive my way into Kirsten a little more energetically, causing her to groan into Mom's mouth with each thrust. The sound incited my orgasm to come rushing in.
It was surprising I'd managed to last this long. But I suspected the alcohol might've had something to do with it. I thrust my hips one last time and was overcome by glorious bliss as my shaft throbbed and unloaded two days' worth of semen into my sister. As my leg muscles tightened, the back of my one thigh cramped up. It was painful, but oddly felt nice mixed with my climax. I fell to the side and lay next to my sister as I stretched my leg.
Kirsten placed her hands on the side of Mom's head and broke their kiss. "Mommy, Christopher came inside me," she sounded as if I'd taken one of her toys. "Aren't you worried about him knocking me up?" She pouted.
Mom crawled between Kirsten's legs, dropped her head and placed her entire mouth over her daughter's pussy.
"That's it, Mommy" - Kirsten played with our mother's golden locks - "suck it all out."
Watching and listening kept my erection intact.
Mom gulped, licked her way up Kirsten's labia and took her clit between her lips. Sis groaned as her breathing deepened. I cupped her breast furthest from me and kneaded it as I sucked in the nipple on her other breast. Then I heard Kirs groan, "Chris - mmm - go fuck Mom while she - aaahh - she-she eats me."
I sucked hard on her nipple as a goodbye kiss as Kirsten kept groaning. Then I made my way behind Mom, grasped my cock and pushed the first third of it past her labia. I placed my hands on her hips and eased myself the rest of the way in. Mom moaned into Kirsten's pussy has my pelvis met her buttocks. I was right the week before; this was definitely my favourite position.
I withdrew, re-entered Mom and kept at it at a slow place. I didn't want to disturb the pussy munching which took place before me. Since Mom's head was in the way, I couldn't get a good look of what she did to Kirsten, exactly, but my sister looked and sounded like she was in a world of bliss. With her eyes shut, her head moved about as she used both hands to squeeze and knead her tits.
Then her back arched, faced scrunched tightly and mouth dropped open as if someone hit the mute button as she screamed. Her body shook and she loosened the grip she had on her tits. She lay still as her chest heaved. "Mommy," she mouthed.
I'd been so captivated by my sister I'd stopped pushing my way into Mom. She removed her head from Kirsten's crotch as she looked me in the eye and then dropped her gaze to where our bodies were joined. I withdrew my hips and pushed my erection back in.
Mom shook her head. I didn't have a clue what she wanted. She placed her hand on my stomach and pushed me until my glans popped out her. She grasped my cock and pulled me in, squashing my glans against her rosebud.
I raised my head. "Don't you need lube or something for this?"
"Mm-mm." Her head shook as she pulled my cock a little harder. I removed her hand and grasped my shaft. It was coated in pussy juice, but to be on the safe side, I brushed my tip all over her sphincter, smearing it in pre-cum. Then I dropped a string of saliva between her butt cheeks, grabbed her hips and thrust my own.
"Aaahhh." Mom arched her back as her ass opened up, swallowed cockhead and constricted. It felt wondrous.
"What're you guys doing?" Kirsten crawled over and placed her head over the small of Mom's back. "Oh my God. Mommy" - she turned her head, smiling - "you're taking it in the ass!"
Our mother moaned as I slowly pushed my way in. Excluding my erection, my body felt as if it melted. I couldn't help suspecting Mom had gotten me hooked on anal. Kirsten placed her chin above Mom's ass cheeks. "Fuck, you guys are hot." She stretched out her tongue, making its tip slide up my cock.
Once my pelvis was pressed against mom's ass cheeks, I withdrew and crammed myself back in. Kirsten got back to her dirty talk, smiling her entire way through it, "Does it feel good, Mom?...Getting fucked in the ass by your son?...I bet it does. Who knew you were such a naughty girl?"
Mom moaned and got on her left forearm as her right hand went between her legs and moved it back and forth.
"You're gonna cum, aren't you?...You're gonna cum with a nice thick cock up your asshole. Is that what you want, Mom? To cum with your baby boy's cock in your ass?...I bet you do. If you answer me truthfully...I might suck Chris' spunk out your ass after he's done...Is that what you want, Mommy?"
"Aaaahhh." Mom's hand moved faster. Then she mumbled.
"What was that?...I can't hear, Mom?"
"Mmmmmm - yyyyeesss," she groaned, causing my hips to quicken by a notch.
"Well, then, you better make it quick. 'Cause Chris looks like he could burst at any second."
I was pretty sure that was a bluff. Nevertheless, Mom's moved hand faster. But then it stopped and she got on both forearms. Soon Kirs and I heard an, "NNNNNUUUUUHhHHH!" And I felt Mom's rectum repeatedly clenched around my erection as she shuddered, causing my cock to lurch. Then it pulsated as I groaned and euphoria swept over me.
Once the contents of my testicles were drained, I pulled and popped my cock from Mom's sweet derrière. She fell forward and lay on her stomach, back rising and crashing. Kirsten smiled as she grabbed my half-rigid erection. "I've always wanted to try this." She dropped her head and took me in her mouth, looking me in the eye with her ocean blues.
My head tilted as I raised my brows.
She pulled me out. "What?" Her shoulders rose. "Some of us have porn star fantasies. And I want you inside me while I take care of Mom - I don't want a dirty cock in my pussy. Plus, I can always brush my teeth in the morning." She shrugged and took my cock back in her mouth as I shook my head.
With my cock on the flaccid side of life, she easily engulfed the entire appendage and bathed it with her tongue and lips as she looked me in the eye. Oh my. I'd managed to get my cock back up more than twice on many occasions while on the internet. But watching my beautiful sister going ATM with that cute look in her eyes brought my cock back to life quicker than my horniest of years.
I slowly swelled between her jaws, causing Kirsten to scrape me with her teeth. She bobbed her head one last time, managing to get my full length in her mouth and glans in her throat for a few seconds before she gagged and pulled back. Then she smiled and turned to face Mom, who was still on her stomach. I had to move back a bit to give Kirsten some space, hanging my feet off the bed.
Kirsten placed her hands on Mom's butt cheeks and slowly spread them, causing her rear hole gape a little. Milky fluid could be seen inside. "Here's your reward for taking it like a champ, Mom." She dived in, placing her mouth over our mother's rear hole.
"Oooooooo!" Mom howled in a croaky voice as her neck snapped back.
Placing my left hand on her lower back, I planted my left foot by the side of Kirsten and grasped my cock. I slotted my glans inside her. Then, as I heard my sister swallow, I took hold of her hips and sent my cock all the way inside her as her head dropped back down, extracting a moan from Mom. I sawed my cock between Kirsten's moist labia, picking up speed as minutes ticked by.
Eventually, she stopped working on Mom and groaned each time our flesh collided. She timed my rhythm and pushed her ass back to connect with my pelvis, increasing the force as she said, "Oooh...Chris."
Then she let out a loud cry as the walls of her pussy contracted. My goodness, it felt amazing. In fact, it caused my third orgasm to advance at once. I tightened the grip on my sister's hips as her cry continued. I trust one last time and groaned as I set my semen loose.
What a night.
Chapter Fourteen: Until We're Together Again
The next morning, I woke up lying between the girls. Kirsten's head lay on my chest while Mom's was on my right arm. I had no clue when we got under the cover. I closed my eyes and recollected on the previous night. If it wasn't for my sister's naked body snuggled against me, I probably would've thought it was a dream. I honestly felt lottery winners had nothing on me. Which is a little funny, considering how this whole story began. But I guessed the universe always found a way to balance things out.
Minutes later, Kirsten stirred, causing my eyes to open. Her voice gravelled, "Morning, little brother."
"Moring, Sis."
She groaned as she arched her back. Then she placed her hand on the other side of my chest and yawned. "I knew I'd find a way to fuck you."I laughed. "Well played."
"Whoa...little bro...Who knew you could handle two women?"
"Not me."
She laughed softly. "Although, you can't take all the credit. Me and Mom put work in, too."
"True."
Soon, Mom also stirred. Then her eyes fluttered open.
"Morning, Mommy."
"Moring, hon." She yawned. "What time is it?"
Kirsten turned over and reached for the nightstand to pick up Mom's phone. "Shit. Courtney should be here in two hours. I really should go get ready." She got out the bed then faced us. "Chris...don't you wanna help me in the shower with something?"
"Uhh." I looked at Mom.
"Go ahead." She shrugged.
I pulled off the cover and got out the bed. Kirsten took me by the hand and lead us through the door and to our bathroom. She turned the shower on and since we were already naked, all we had to do was step in.
"So you're really leaving, huh?" I said as I scrubbed her back.
"Yep." She nodded. "Living with you and Mom's been fun, but I can't stay with you guys forever...Plus, I can see you take your weird relationship with her pretty seriously. And I don't wanna be a third wheel."
"Hmm." I got down on one knee and took care of Kirsten's cute little butt and long legs. "It's a little funny you should say that, 'cause a few days ago I couldn't wait for you to leave. But now..." I sighed.
"Don't worry, little brother. Like I told Mom yesterday, I'm gonna come and visit you guys." She spun, grabbed the scrubber and applied it to my chest.
I wondered if she'd keep that promise as I grabbed her coconut shampoo and squeezed it into her hair. I massaged my fingertips into her skull as Kirsten washed me. Once we let the water rinse away the suds, my sister grabbed the bar of soap, lathered her hand and manipulated my shaft and balls. My eyes closed as I hummed. Then I swelled in her firm grasp.
"Well look who decided to wake up and play," she said as she let the water rinse me.
"Be careful, Sis. Mom's not here to save you like she did last night. In fact, now that I think about it, she didn't suck out the second load I put in you...You worried?"
She shook her head, smiling. "Nope. I'm on the pill...I just wanted to see if she'd do it."
"You're twisted."
"And that's why you love me." She got down on one knee, took my glans between her lips and bobbed her mouth up and down the first quarter of my cock as her hand took care of the rest. With her looking me in the eye, I thought the skin on my shaft would soon tear. My sister really knew how to push a guy's buttons. She pulled me from her mouth. "Do you know why I invited you in here with me?"
"To do this?"
She shook her head with a smile. "Yes and no." Kirsten stood and placed her mouth by my ear. "I want you to do to me what you did to Mom last night." She smiled in my face.
I wasn't sure what she meant. Then it hit me. "Ooh."
"I haven't done it with anybody before...and I thought it'd be something nice, and special to share with you alone before I leave."
I wasn't sure what to say.
"I'm not a pro like Mom, so I think we're gonna need lube or something."
"Ummm, okay." I thought. The lube was right there in my room, but it felt a planet away. Then something came to mind. I smiled, stepped out the shower and opened the cupboard under the sink. There it was. I pulled out the small white leather bag - another one of my boss's gifts. I unzipped it and pulled out a small bottle of body lotion. Thank you, Anna.
I stepped back into the shower and showed it to Kirsten. She smiled, spun and placed her hands on the wall. I placed the lotion on the shower's ledge, grabbed the bar of soap and got down on one knee. I pulled Kirsten's one cheek away from the other then ran the bar up and down the cleft of her ass.
Once I felt it was spick and span, I moved aside, keeping her one cheek away from its twin, and let the water hose her down. I placed the soap on its ledge then used both hands to part her cheeks. Man, her darkish little rosebud looked good.
I'm not sure what came over me, but the next thing I knew, my face moved in and tongue circled around her sphincter. "Mmmmm." Kirsten's head fell back as I looked up. "I thought I was the only one who liked to do that. Aahhhh."
I swirled my tongue around her rosebud. I wasn't sure what I expected, but with Sis all soaped up and rinsed down, the tangy flavour was much better than I thought it would be. Once my primal needs were sated, I grabbed the lotion and uncapped it as I stood. I squirted some onto my forefinger, parted Kirsten's ass cheeks and circled my fingertip on her sphincter. I squirted some more into my palm and ran it up and down my erection.
I placed my chin over Kirsten's shoulder. "Are you ready?"
"I think so." She nodded. I grasped my shaft, slid my glans between her cheeks and pushed it against her backdoor. Then I trust my hips. "Aaaahh!" she squealed and tensed up, making me immediately stop.
"Ssshhhhh" - I stroked her hair, then whispered, "relax."
Kirsten took a deep breath and exhaled. "Okay...I'm ready."
I squirted more lotion into my palm and ran it up and down my cock, but tried to grease up my glans a bit more. I placed my tip back against her backdoor and chin over her shoulder. "Relax." I slowly pushed my hips then felt my cockhead ease into her.
"Mmmmmmmmmm."
Her peaceful moan told me she'd taken my advice. I slowly squeezed my way in. Boy, was she tight. Even with the help of the lotion, my cock was in a vice grip. The push of my cock continued, causing Kirs to moan, and once my pelvis reached her cheeks, I stopped. "Well done. You took me all the way in."
"Mmmmhhh...It feels like I sat on a baseball racket."
I laughed. "You really suck at sports trivia you, you know?"
"Okay, little brother, stop messing around...I wanna feel you sliding in and out of me."
Yes, ma'am. I placed my hands on her hips and withdrew my own until only my cockhead remained. Fuck, it looked good. I stretched an arm out for the almost finished lotion, coated my cock once more and then pushed myself back in, causing both of us to groan. After about two minutes of slowly entering and exiting Kirs as I forced out lotion, I felt she'd gotten used to my girth.
I picked up the speed to a medium pace, causing my sister to moan and groan loader. I didn't go balls deep with each thrust. I only sawed the middle section of my shaft between her sphincter, which did wonders in stimulating me. When I felt Kirsten's rear hole tighten and release my cock, I slowly thrust my cock all the way in. I tightened the grip I had on her hips and groaned as my cock thumped and insides rippled.
Fuck. That was good. I exhaled.
Then I withdrew my cock and popped my glans from her rear hole, which instantly sealed and kept my semen in. Kirsten spun. "You've been in all my holes, little brother...No other guy can say that." Her head shook. I smiled and pull her in for a kiss.
We got back to washing each other and once we were done, we turned off the water and stepped out. I grabbed a towel, dried her off and let her wrap herself around it as I got my own. Then there was a small pushing match over the mirror as we brushed our teeth. Eventually, I laughed and let her have it. I was really going to miss my sister.
Once I entered my room, and Kirsten entered her own, I got into some clothes and headed to the kitchen. Mom was there, dressed in khaki shorts and a vest. She made waffles and fired up the coffee machine. I pulled her in and gave her a deep kiss.
"What was that for?" She showed off her teeth.
"Being amazing."
"Okay, Romeo, sit down...What took you guys so long?"
"Umm...Kirsten wanted to give...anal sex a try."
"Oh...okay." She chuckled then shook her head. "Like mother like daughter."
Once "daughter" arrived, we all sat at the table and discussed the location of Kirsten's new address as we ate. It was a twenty to thirty minutes' drive away and was in a decent area. Even though it felt as if we were at a funeral, we all managed to smile our way through the conversation. After which, we headed to Kirsten's room and slowly helped her pack up her stuff as she ran back and forth between her room and the bathroom, collecting her toiletries.
"Jeez, would you guys cheer up...I said I'm coming back."
Mom and I smiled weakly.
Just as Kirsten zipped up her last bag, her phone went off in her pocket. She pulled it out and talked with the person on the other side of the line. "Yea, guys, that was Courtney. She said she's right around the corner and will be here in two minutes."
I picked up both of her heaviest bags and walked out the door until I reached the driveway. The girls were right behind me with the rest of Kirsten's belongings. After a little while of waiting, Courtney's car arrived at the gate and Kirsten opened for her with her control. We all greeted Courtney before I grabbed my sister's bags and placed them into the trunk.
After Courtney got into the driver's seat, Kirsten opened her door and looked back at us with a smile. "I'm really gonna miss you guys."
I smiled as Mom said, "We'll miss you, too, honey."
Kirsten walked to her and gave her a hug. "Thanks for being such a great mom, Mommy."
Once they broke their long embrace, Kirsten leaped at me, throwing her arms around my neck and squeezed tightly. I wrapped my arms around her waist. She whispered, "Even though I didn't always show it...I've always loved you, little brother."
"A small part of me knew that." I shrugged.
She chuckled. "You're a good brother...I'm glad I gave you my butt virginity." I too chuckled. "Oh, and don't worry about me telling Courtney or anybody else about you and Mom. Your secret's safe with me...Be good to her - she's a good woman, and you'll never do better than her...Plus, if you ever hurt her, I promise I'll sneak into your room and cut your dick off in your sleep."
I chuckled. "Don't worry."
"It'll also be nice knowing I've got your spunk in my ass while I'm with Courtney for the next few hours...That'll be our little secret." She gave me a kiss on the cheek before we broke the hug. She walked to the car, placed her foot inside and took one last look at us as Courtney brought her engine to life. Kirsten's eyes watered as she said, "I love you guys."
"We love you, too, Sis." I placed an arm around Mom's shoulders and pulled her in to comfort her.
Kirsten sat, closed the door and pulled on her seatbelt before Courtney backed out of the driveway. It hit me the hardest she was really leaving as I watched. I think a small part of me expect her to be joking. But that wasn't so. Mom and I walked to the middle of the driveway. As the car turned, Kirsten stuck her arm out the window and waved. We waved back. Then Courtney hooted and they were gone.
Mom and I walked inside and closed the door.
"Well, well...alone again, aren't we, Jane?"
"Why yes, we are, sir." She removed her shoes with a smile. "It's been a while."
"True...But it's been fun having Kirsten around." I removed my shirt.
"I know." Jane pulled off her vest. "I'm really going to miss her." She reached behind her back. "And she kinda left me a little hungry for another threesome." Her tits spilt out.
"Really, now?"
"Uh-huh." She nodded, smiling, and unbuttoned her shorts.
"If Kirsten doesn't keep her promise...we could always give Rochelle try." I pushed my pants around my ankles.
"Hmmmmm...maybe." She hooked her thumbs into her shorts and thong then brought her pussy into view. My cock rose as I stepped out my pants and slippers. It longed to re-enter her. "We'll see what happens. But for now, I want you all to myself." She stepped forward and gave me one of those kisses that made my chest burn. Then she grasped my cock and led me to her bedroom.
I honestly loved my sister with all my heart, hoped she'd be back soon, and sex with her was fucking awesome. But it felt good to be alone again with my someone special.
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