Standing on my tippy toes I reached up and was just able to place the star on top of the tree.
"It looks perfect!" Hailey said with excitement.
I stepped off the stool and took a look at the newly decorated Christmas tree. Hailey gave me a kiss on the cheek and disappeared back into the closet in search for more Christmas decorations.
"Yeah, good work stud." Ms. Jackson said with a quiet voice, and then she slapped me on the butt. Hailey emerged from the closet only moments after, carrying a nativity scene.
This had become a little game that Ms. Jackson liked to play ever since we had given into our physical desires for one another a few months prior. Hailey still had no idea that I was fucking her Mom of course. That's what made the game fun for Ms. Jackson. Whenever she could get away with it she would tease me.
When Hailey wasn't looking Ms. Jackson would wink at me, or blow me a kiss. If Hailey ever left the room for a moment Ms. Jackson would plant a quick hard kiss on my mouth. Shoving her tongue down my throat and then retreating quickly before her daughter returned.
Once during dinner Ms. Jackson reached underneath the table, undid my fly and slid her hand into my pants. I nervously glanced across the table to Hailey, but she didn't seem to notice. Ms. Jackson's thin fingers curled around my half swollen shaft and pulled it out of my jeans. The room temperature air felt refreshing on my sensitive skin but I was not relaxed. I shifted my nervous glance from Hailey to her Mother. But Ms. Jackson did not look at me. Her attention above the table was focused on stabbing her buttered carrots with her fork and then eating them with delicate little bites. My half swollen dick quickly became fully erect in Mrs. Jackson's gentle grasp. Realizing that Ms. Jackson was not going to acknowledge me I scooted my chair forward, stomach against the table, making it easier for her to reach me, but also making it less likely that Hailey would notice anything unusual going on underneath the dinner table.
I felt Hailey's foot rub against mine. I looked up at her, she was smiling at me.
Oh great. I'd love to play footsies with you while your Mom is jacking me off. This is insane.
Very slowly and very carefully Ms. Jackson began stroking me underneath the table. I covered my whimper with a cough.
"Babe, are you okay?" Hailey asked me.
"Oh...yeah. Fine. Just choked on the broccoli." I said, taking a sip of water while Ms. Jackson continued to stroke me.
"So Hailey, how is practice? You are the lead right dear?" Ms. Jackson asked her daughter.
As Hailey began to tell us about memorizing lines for Kate in her theatre classes rendition of Taming of the Shrew, Ms. Jackson released my hard cock. Her hand appeared above the table and reached for the butter tray. With her knife she sliced off a slab of butter seemingly for her bread. Hailey was deep in her story at this point and probably wouldn't have noticed but, being cautious Ms. Jackson lowered her hands under the table again and instead of buttering her roll she placed the newly cut slab of butter onto her right palm. She placed the knife on the table and raised the dry roll to her lips. Meanwhile Hailey was discussing how the props are currently being made but are behind schedule. The play might have to be postponed until February.
Underneath the table Ms. Jackson placed her buttered hand on my throbbing shaft. She rubbed my twerking cock up and down, buttering it up like she had buttered the turkey for thanksgiving. The butter soon grew soft and melted from the friction, oozing between her smooth fingers and drizzling down my shaft. Her hand now slid easily up and down my buttered cock.
"Hummfff...humf" I choke on the broccoli again to cover my gasps. "Excuse me."
Hailey continued with her story, Ms. Jackson watched her daughter intently. Apparently enthralled with her daughter's narrative. Her hand pumping my cock as furiously as she could now without making it too obvious.
Oh my god I am going to bust!
I put my utensils down and grabbed my napkin, and as inconspicuously as I could, lowered it beneath the table. Somehow picking up on the cue Ms. Jackson focused her attention on my sensitive head. Wringing my cock in her hand while continuing to pump up and down. I prayed Hailey wouldn't notice the strained look on my face while I attempted to remain silent as I jizzed into my napkin underneath the table. Ms. Jackson slowed her pace but kept her pressure firm as I shot the remaining loads of cum into the dinner napkin. When finished, Ms. Jackson wiped her buttered and cum stained hand with her own napkin underneath the table. Then she continued eating like normal, as if nothing had happened, not once taking her eyes off her daughter to look at me.
"Hey Mom, look what I found." Hailey said, bringing me back to the present. They were huddled, looking at something. Ms. Jackson laughed.
"What is it?" I asked.
They parted and made room for me. In her hands Hailey held a small photo, framed with popsicle sticks, a string attached at the top in a loop so that it could be hung like an ornament from the tree. It was crinkled and looked a little dated. It was a family portrait with Santa Claus, minus Mr. Jackson.
Hailey couldn't have been older than twelve or so in the photo. She sat on Santa's lap, showing off a smile full of braces. This must have been her awkward phase. She was a cute little girl but this gave no hint to the beautiful young woman she would blossom into. A much younger Ms. Jackson stood to Santa's right. Her blonde hair was longer than it was now. She wore a thick sweater that did its best to hide her massive melons. She held a baby in her arms. Hailey's little sister, whom I had never met. She was currently away at boarding school. To the right of Santa stood two identical blonde girls that looked to be in their teens. They were even wearing matching outfits.
"These must be your older sisters?" I asked Hailey, pointing to the two girls.
"Yeah. Rachel and Leah." She answered.
"They used to dress alike." Ms. Jackson said, "But then one day they decided never to wear the same thing again. If one came upstairs wearing the same shirt as the other, one of them would have to change. I think it was part of them trying to find an identity outside of their sister. The school councilor told me that was a normal thing for identical twins to go through."
"I just can't believe how different you look Hailey." I said.
"Wait till you see my older sisters. They've changed even more."
"Rachel is the one that's married and had a baby in June, right?" I asked.
"Yeah. Her baby is so adorable. I can't wait to see him." Hailey said.
"What about Leah? Is she married?" I asked.
"Ha-ha, heavens no. I will be shocked if that one is ever tamed." Ms. Jackson laughed.
"You'll get to meet them tomorrow. They are staying here for the holidays." Hailey said.
"I look forward to it."
But I wasn't really looking forward to it. Three more people in the house, plus a baby, made it less likely that Ms. Jackson and I would find the time to perform our sinful ritual.
Xx
The winter air permeated my thin jacket. As my fingers untangled the mess of Christmas lights they were beginning to lose feeling in the cold. Hailey and her Mother were in the kitchen preparing dinner. I had been assigned the task of stringing lights along the roof. Ms. Jackson wanted everything to be perfect for the return of her oldest daughters.
The sound of tires crunching over freshly fallen snow stole my attention away from my current task. A blue Prius made its way down the quiet street and pulled into the driveway. For some reason I didn't picture Leah driving a Prius.
This must be Rachel and her family.
I made my way down the ladder. I could hear the sounds of car doors opening, followed by the sound of a crying baby. Reaching the ground, I turned to see a thin man struggling to lift a suitcase out of the trunk. A Woman leaned into the backseat, lifting her child out of the its car seat. She wore a fur hat, a wool scarf, heavy jacket, leather gloves with matching brown leather boots. All that could be seen was her face.
Wow. She looks so much like her Mother.
Her eyes were crystal blue. She also shared her Mothers high cheekbones and clearly defined jaw line. Her red lips were in sharp contrast against her porcelain skin.
"Hello. You must be Hailey's boyfriend." She said to me.
"Hey. I'm guessing you're Rachel?"
"Yes. This is our son, and that is Jacob, my husband." She said, gesturing to the man still struggling at the trunk. "It's good to finally meet you. I am excited to get to know you, but for now I'm going to get this little one inside. It's much too frigid out here."
"Yeah, of course. I'll see you inside." I told her. She rushed inside and I stepped to the rear of the car.
"Do you need some help?" I asked Jacob.
"If you don't mind."
I took hold of the suitcase he had been attempting to get out of the trunk and lifted it up with one arm. To be fair, it was pretty heavy. I reached in and grabbed another bag, leaving the smaller two suitcases for Jacob.
"Thanks. Really appreciate it." He said to me.
"No problem. How was the drive?"
We made awkward small talk as we carried the luggage to the front door. We entered and set the bags in the living room. Thankfully the sound of the Girls happy reunion gave us reason to end our forced conversation. Hailey was aweing over the baby while Ms. Jackson and Rachel laughed at an unknown story one of them had just finished. I left Jacob in the living room to put away the ladder.
I wasn't outside long when a cab pulled up to the curb. The back door opened and two furry boots emerged. Followed by a pair of thin legs.
This must be Leah.
"Damnit. Did Rachel beat me here?" she said, looking at the Prius.
She wore a beanie, blonde hair stuck out from underneath the edges. Dark sunglasses covered her eyes. Her trench coat stopped several inches above her knees, giving the appearance she wasn't wearing any bottoms.
At least I assume she is wearing bottoms.
"Mom!" she yelled as she walked past me towards the house. Ms. Jackson came to the front porch.
"Leah! My dear, welcome home." Ms. Jackson said.
"Do you have any money? I need to pay the cab driver." Leah asked. The cab driver had now unloaded her two suitcases onto the curb and was standing impatiently.
"I don't have any cash on me. Give me a few minutes to find my credit card." Ms. Jackson answered. The cab driver gave a dissatisfied grunt.
"It's okay. I have some." I offered, pulling the bills out of my pocket.
"Thank you so much. I'll pay you back." Ms. Jackson said. By the quick look she gave me I knew she wasn't referring to a monetary compensation.
I gave the driver his money while the girls, including Leah went inside. The cab pulled away, leaving me alone outside with Leah's suitcases.
I guess she assumes I'll bring her bags in.
Despite my annoyance I was still a gentleman. I took hold of her bags and lifted. The zipper on one of her bags must have been loose because when I lifted it the front flap fell open and dumped some of its contents onto the sidewalk, which was partly covered with a thin layer of snow. I quickly knelt down to retrieve the spilt items but couldn't believe my eyes.
What the hell? Is that a dildo?!
It was. It was a giant rubbery, flesh colored dildo with incredible detail. It even had little veins on the underside. Next to it lay a rubbery ring with two bulges on either end. I had never seen one of these before but I imagined it was meant for a penis. And next to that was a bottle of lubricant. I quickly grabbed all of them and shoved them back into the bag. I looked up to make sure no one had seen. The front door was shut; everyone was safely inside. I felt I could risk a quick peek into the open bag. It was full of sexual items! Lingerie, handcuffs, vibrators, etc. It seemed Leah had brought one bag entirely for her sex toys. I quickly zipped it back up and headed inside.
Inside I found Ms. Jackson, Hailey and the baby. It smelt like dinner was almost ready, and I was starving.
"Everyone's getting washed up for supper. Do you want to change your clothes really quick and then come back up?" Hailey asked. "And take Leah's bags downstairs, she's staying in the room across from us."
Oh lovely, maybe I'll be able to hear her use her "toys" during her visit.
I left Leah's bags outside the door to her room and went to mine. I hung up my jacket, kicked my shoes off and dropped my pants. Then I started pulling my shirt over my head. The door opened and someone entered.
"Hey Hailey, can I borrow...Whoops. Sorry, I thought you were my sister." Said a voice that sounded like Leah's.
By the time I had gotten my head out of my shirt she was gone.
That's embarrassing. Great first impression! Hailey's sister just saw me in nothing but my socks and underwear.
After I put on some clean clothes and the blush had left my cheeks I headed upstairs. Ms. Jackson was finishing setting up the table and the others were visiting in the living room. Everyone had shed their winter clothing, for the first time I got a good view of them all.
Jacob looked even smaller without his winter coat. The only fat he did have was a small pot belly. His brown hair was thinning. His thick rimmed glasses almost seemed cliché.
His wife Rachel was cliché in a whole different way. Her long blonde hair now free from her winter hat, fell several inches past her shoulders. Her white blouse was buttoned all the way up to her thin throat. It was baggy around her arms and small midsection, but the thin material strained against her immense breasts. They looked even larger than her Mother's. The outline of a white bra could slightly be seen through her shirt. Hands that donned ruby red nail polish, and a large wedding ring, rested on her hips. Hips that were hugged tightly by her denim jeans. In all, she had an incredibly nice hour glass figure.
Damn.
Leah had also shed her outer layer of clothing. Without her sunglasses I could see her face, identical to her twin sisters and similar to the rest of the Jackson family. Blue eyes, high cheek bones, thin nose, full lips, and a still highly feminine but clear cut jaw line. Her hair was shorter than her sisters, just above the shoulders. It was also blonde, but without her beanie off I noticed some light pink highlights. She wore a short sleeve shirt that looked like it was made to fit a twelve-year-old, and probably was, it said "Princess" across the chest. Her frame was small like her sisters, but unlike her sister her chest looked proportional to the rest of her body. The tightness of her shirt outlined her two small orbs. The V in her shirt was so low that it showed the little amount of cleavage her small breasts created.
That's strange. If their identical why does Rachel have a larger chest? Hhmmm, maybe they're just full of milk for the baby?
Leah's shirt was also short enough that it revealed her flat stomach and a pierced belly button. She also wore a tight leather skirt. If it were any shorter her ass cheeks would be hanging out the bottom. Speaking of her ass, it filled out the skirt nicely. The girl had done her squats. The short skirt showed off her thin smooth legs.
I compared Rachel and Leah to one another. Looking at them it was obvious they were twins. But at the same time they looked so different. I couldn't believe it.
"Come on everyone, let's sit at the table." Ms. Jackson said.
Leah bent down to pick up the baby. By habit my eyes went directly to her ass. Her skirt was low enough that I could see the two dimples in her lower back, what looked like the very beginning of an ass crack and a tattoo. It looked like a swirly type of pattern, just a few inches wide and couple inches tall.
Of course... she has a tramp stamp!
"Leah, will you say grace for us?" Ms. Jackson asked once we were all seated.
"Are you serious?" Leah responded.
"Fine, Rachel, would you pray for us?" Ms. Jackson asked.
"Of course Mother." Rachel answered.
We all bowed our heads. Rachel offered a beautiful prayer, but all I could think about were Leah's sex toys waiting one floor beneath us. After the prayer we passed platters around and dished food upon our plates.
"So Jacob, how is work?" Ms. Jackson asked.
"Fine." He answered. It didn't appear he had anything else to say.
"Are you used to breast feeding yet Rachel?" Ms. Jackson asked.
"Mother, I don't think that is appropriate dinner talk." She answered.
"Okay, fine. Leah, tell us what's new with your life." Ms. Jackson said.
Leah put her utensils on the table, "Everyone, I have a confession." She looked up at Hailey and smiled, "I saw your boyfriend in his underwear."
Everyone except for Jacob and myself began to laugh.
"And he has a smoking hot bod. Good job little sis." Leah continued, "And from what I could tell, it looks like he is pretty well endowed."
Rachel suppressed a laugh at this as well. Ms. Jackson and Hailey laughed heartily. I could feel my cheeks grow hot.
"Thanks Sis. How are things in that department for you?" Hailey asked.
"Oh you know, the usual. No one special." Leah answered.
"Enough about us, why don't you tell us about yourself." Rachel said, referring to me.
I briefly told them about my family, where I was from, hobbies, the normal things. Rachel asked me about my studies and what my plans were for the future. Even though she was only a few years older than me she acted is if she were many years my senior. Her husband remained relatively silent.
Leah asked questions more like, "How often do you work out?", and "How many girls did you go through before getting to my little sister?". I got the feeling that she enjoyed flirting with the line of what was appropriate and what was not. The rest of the family seemed accustomed to her behavior.
As the dinner went on I began to realize that the twins were not only different in the way they dressed, their personalities were drastically different as well. I saw little bits of Ms. Jackson in each of them. Rachel definitely dressed more like her Mother. And they shared a "professional" type vibe. But I had also seen Ms. Jackson be fun and spontaneous, like Leah.
Watching and talking to Rachel was like experiencing Mozart's 40th symphony. While Leah was more similar to a Def Leopard concert.
"Mom can I borrow a pair of boots for tomorrow?" Leah asked. Ms. Jackson gave her consent and Leah left to raid her mother's closet.
In Leah's absence the table grew uncomfortably quiet. I tried desperately to make conversation with Jacob, but to no avail. After a short time, Leah came marching back into the dining room.
"Okay Mom, who are you fucking?" Leah demanded.
"Leah, watch your language in front of the baby." Rachel said, covering her child's ears.
"What are you talking about?" Ms. Jackson asked.
"Going through your stuff I saw that you expanded your lingerie wardrobe. Come on Mom, you wouldn't buy that unless you wanted someone to see it. So who's the guy?" Leah reasoned.
I made eye contact with Ms. Jackson, then we quickly looked away. I looked down at my plate with a new feigned interest in my food.
I hope no one noticed that.
"I was not going to say anything until later, but you do have a certain glow about you Mother. One that wasn't there last time I visited." Rachel added.
I felt a surge of pride well up inside me. The fact that her daughter noticed a difference in her Mother must have meant I was doing something right
"Honestly Girls, there is no one." Ms. Jackson assured.
"Hailey, you must know something about this." Rachel said.
"If something was going on it would have to be while I am out of the house, because Mom's never had a guy over that I'm aware of." Hailey said. She had no idea how right she was.
"There, you see." Ms. Jackson said.
"You're lying. I don't know why, but I'm going to find out." Leah warned.
I gulped down my lemonade, attempting to hide my nervousness. The rest of dinner passed rather uneventfully. Rachel told stories of her baby. Leah complained about her manager at work. Jacob did not say a single word. Once dinner was over and the table was cleared, Hailey and I retired to our room downstairs.
"Okay, I've got to ask." I started, "What is the deal with Jacob? I mean, Rachel is beautiful. And he seems like such a dud. How did that happen?" Hailey laughed.
"Everyone asks that. It's not from lack of options, that's for sure. Rachel had guys throwing themselves at her left and right. But I think she saw how hard my Mom had to work and she didn't want that. She met Jacob right after he had graduated medical school. He's kind of dull, but I guess she figured he was a safe choice." She explained.
"Yeah, that makes sense." I said.
"Leah on the other hand, I think she took the opposite approach." Hailey said.
"What does she do for work?" I asked.
"She's a dancer." Hailey answered.
"What do you mean? What type of dancer?" I asked.
"An exotic one." She answered.
"You mean... she's a stripper?" I asked in disbelief.
"Haha, yeah. But I prefer the term exotic dancer." Hailey said smiling. "While she's here she'll probably flirt with you. But she doesn't mean anything by it, it's just her personality. Don't let it bother you."
The more I learned about Hailey's older sisters, the more I wished I had gotten to know them sooner.
Xxx
The next morning, I woke up and headed to the bathroom. Remembering that Leah was just across the hall I stopped to throw on a t-shirt and a pair of baggy basketball shorts. I walked to the end of the hallway and rattled the bathroom door knob. Locked.
"One minute." Came a voice from the other side.
Leah's already up.
Not wanting to bother her, I was about to turn and go back to my room when the door opened, releasing a cloud of steam and revealing Leah. My eyes widened.
She had a towel wrapped around her head like a turban. Her makeup from yesterday was completely washed off, revealing a surprising amount of natural beauty. She looked more like Rachel without it. She must have just finished showering because small beads of water ran down her thin neck. A small towel was wrapped around her torso. It was tied low enough that I thought I could see the beginning of her areola's. And it was short enough that it ended only inches after her waist, just covering her vagina. My eyes couldn't help but travel along her bare shoulders and then up and down her smooth legs.
"Hey big boy. Hopping in the shower? Too bad I just finished, we could have conserved water with only a single shower for the both of us." She winked.
"Uh, no. Just going to the bathroom." I stuttered.
But I no longer had the urge to pee as I felt the blood slowly inflating my dick at the sight of Leah in nothing but a towel. Leah grabbed the top of her towel, to keep it from falling. But in doing so actually lowered it by a couple centimeters.
Yep, those are definitely her areolas. Did she do that on purpose?
With that and the smell of her body wash reaching my nostrils, my dick began to inflate even faster, pitching a tent in the loose fabric of my shorts. I watched as her eyes traveled down to and lingered on my obvious erection. She smiled.
"Oh my, did I do that?" she asked teasingly, not taking her eyes off my bulge.
"Oh..Uh...morning wood. Sorry." I lied.
"Sure..." she said, finally moving her eyes back up to mine. "Be careful in there, let me know if you need any help."
And with that she placed her hand on my chest and let it slide across as she walked past me to her room. By instinct my head turned to watch her walk away. On her upper left back was a colorful tattoo of a rose in bloom, the stem traveled down her back and disappeared underneath the towel. She lifted the towel a few inches, revealing the bottom of her bare ass cheeks.
Wow.
"What are you looking at?"
"Huh?" I looked up to see that she had turned to look back at me. "Oh, nothing."
I shut the bathroom door behind me. Turned on the fan to mask any sound and quickly rubbed one out while the image of Leah in her towel was still fresh in my mind.
Xxx
After a couple days into their visit I grew used to Leah's flirtations. And I got better at hiding my erection. Unfortunately, their presence made it impossible for Mrs. Jackson and I to ever get any alone time. It was even impeding on Hailey and I's sex life, she said it felt too weird to get frisky while her older sister was in the room across the hallway. Luckily Leah had given me enough mental images to jerk off to for an entire year. I even wanked it occasionally to Rachel. Just the thought of her jumbo-sized tits was enough to get me hard.
One day while Hailey was at school, and Ms. Jackson was at work I went upstairs to scavenge the kitchen for some food.
"Oh, hey Rachel." I said as I reached the top of the stairs.
"Hello. How are you doing?" she asked as she bounced her baby on her knee.
"I'm good. Where is Jacob?" I asked.
"He is in our room, responding to some emails. He is a bit of a workaholic." She answered.
"Oh, I see." I said awkwardly.
"It's okay. We don't mind, do we baby." She said, slipping into her baby voice as she addressed her child.
I wasn't sure what to say after that. So, I acted busy while I searched the fridge for left overs. I settled on a peanut butter jelly sandwich. The baby started crying.
"I think he's hungry. You don't mind, do you?" she asked me.
"Oh, of course not. Please go ahead." I answered.
She lifted a baby blanket to shield herself from my view. Then I assumed she removed one of her succulent breasts because the crying ceased immediately.
Oh man, what I would give to be that baby right now.
"So how long have you been married?" I asked, trying to ease the awkwardness of the situation.
"Almost three years now. I guess you and Hailey have been together for about the same amount of time, right?" she responded.
"Yeah, that's right."
"I'm sorry if this is too personal, but make sure you two are being careful. One of these is fun, but they are an awful lot of work." She said, pointing to the lucky bastard underneath the blanket; sucking away.
"Ha, you sound just like Ms. Jackson."
"Well I am my Mother's daughter. And she had me and Leah at a very young age. I know she's grateful for us, but I also know it was extremely difficult for her." She stated.
"You know, if you and Leah weren't identical twins I would have a hard time believing you were sisters." I said. She laughed at the comment.
"We are quite different, aren't we? It is interesting to see the different lives we have ended up living." The second thing she said was said more to herself than to me. And as she said it I thought I sensed a bit of longing in her voice. Like maybe she envied Leah's wild lifestyle in a way.
"So you really do not know anything about this mystery Man my mother is seeing?" she asked.
"What? Oh, uh no. No idea."
"Well you seem like a good kid. And I've never seen Hailey so happy before. So, I approve of you." She said.
"Oh, well thanks."
She pulled her baby out from under the blanket and shoved her boob back into her shirt all in one swift motion. I tried to catch glimpse of something, but to no avail.
"Maybe we can trick Mom into telling us who this mystery man is at the mall tomorrow." Rachel said, using her baby voice as she talked to her child.
Xxx
I was stuck in the back of Ms. Jackson's suburban next to Jacob. I had given up trying to talk to him early in the drive. Ms. Jackson drove, Leah sat in passenger seat. Hailey and Rachel sat behind them, with the baby in its car seat between them. They were all speaking at a million words per second. Strategizing which stores they would go to first and what items they were looking for from each location. Occasionally Hailey would turn briefly to me and say something like, "We need to get you a new pair of shorts."
The parking lot was full. It seemed everyone was doing their Christmas shopping. We parked and entered the crowded mall.
"Alright. Off to Victoria Secret." Leah said.
"Were you not paying attention? We are going their last." Hailey said, annoyed.
"Call me if you need me. I'll be in Best buy." Jacob said.
For a brief moment, I considered going with Jacob. Normally I did not enjoy shopping. But then I imagined Jacob telling me about the memory storage on all the laptops in Best Buy versus watching the girls try on clothes. I decided to stick with the girls. Besides, at the end I would be rewarded with Victoria Secret.
We must have been at the mall for hours. But the time actually passed quickly. For the most part I held bags and waited outside the dressing room to give my opinion on different outfits.
Leah always tried on the shortest shorts, the tightest skirts and the lowest cut shirts. Rachel leaned more towards the modest apparel. They were very attractive and expensive in taste, but modest. Ms. Jackson's choices were also fairly modest. But the occasional top showed off her round breasts. And some of the dresses were on the shorter side, showing off her toned legs. She also loved to find the highest heels that the store carried. Hailey wore a bit of everything.
I felt foolish as I tried on a pair of slacks and a custom fit dress shirt. The girls all waited for me on a couch to see how the outfit looked. Upon exiting the dressing room, I was met with a chorus of "oohs" and "aahs".
"You look good babe." Hailey said.
"Damn, you look sexy." Leah said.
"You look more mature. And it shows your muscular physique." Rachel admitted.
Ms. Jackson stood behind them, bouncing the baby. She gave me a seductive look and licked her lips.
In the next store Hailey, had picked out several items for me to try on. We were all in the dressing trying on different things. The dressing room was a long hallway with a dozen or more smaller rooms on each side; with nothing but curtains for privacy. The girls were all trying on their items and then stepping out to the main hallway to see what the others thought. I was doing the same, but at a much slower pace.
I slipped on a rather tight pair of jeans and stepped out of my room to get Hailey's approval. Hailey was twirling in a yellow sun dress for her Mother, who was wearing a bright pink dress with matching pink heels. She looked like a character from Candy Land.
"Too tight." Hailey said, looking at me. "What about the dress?"
"I like it." That's what I said to everything.
"Stay here, I have just a couple things left to try on." She said, and then disappeared behind her curtain.
Ms. Jackson and I were left alone. She looked strangely sexy in the absurd dress. She carefully stepped closer to me in her high heels. She put her mouth close to my ear and whispered, "I'm dying... it's been too long." Then she pressed her breasts up against me.
"Me too." I whispered back, "But this probably isn't the best place to have this talk."
"God, I can hardly control myself though. I want your cock so bad." She whispered. And with this she placed her hand on my crotch and gently squeezed my dick through the tight jeans.
"Mom..."
Ms. Jackson quickly removed her hand from my crotch. We turned to see Leah's head poking out from behind the curtain four rooms down. She was looking directly at us.
Oh shit. Did she see all of that? What did she see?
"Could you come help me zip this up?" Leah asked.
"Of course dear." Ms. Jackson answered. And she click clacked in her high heels to Leah's curtained room.
Oh good. It doesn't seem like she saw anything. She just needed help with a zipper.
I went back behind my curtain and changed into my regular clothes. It took me a few minutes to tear off the skinny jeans and when I finally exited my room Rachel and Leah were at the end of the hallway talking furiously. I craned my neck in an attempt to listen, but could only hear every other word or so.
"...sure...serious?...seeing... impossible..."
"What do you think?" Hailey asked, as she stepped out wearing her final outfit.
Rachel and Leah looked up, seeing us, they left.
"I like it."
Once Hailey was changed we left the dressing rooms. Leaving the store, we could see Ms. Jackson, Leah and Rachel talking to one another in hushed tones. They saw us approaching and their conversation ended abruptly.
"What were you talking about?" Hailey asked.
"Oh, just about what we're getting you for Christmas." Ms. Jackson said smiling.
For the rest of the day Ms. Jackson, Rachel and Leah seemed to do their own thing. I didn't see much of them until we met up with Jacob in the parking lot. The drive home was filled with chatter from the girls about the gems they had found, and instructions for each other on which ones they wanted as gifts.
Xxx
The family had been together for a whole week, and it was only one week until Christmas. Hailey and I were out of school and I was looking forward to the break. The two of us laid on our made bed. She was on her laptop, looking at Facebook. I was reading, for pleasure, not for homework. Our room was small. The king bed we had took up most of it. We had two nightstands, one on each side of the bed. A dresser against one of the walls and a small walk in closet. A large window facing the back yard was above the bed.
"Hailey, you ready?" Ms. Jackson yelled from the top of the stairs.
"Where are you going?" I asked as she closed her laptop.
"The mall."
"I'll get my jacket." I said, moving to get up.
"Nope. You stay here. We're going to shop for your Christmas. So, you can't come." She explained.
"Okay, see you later. Have fun." I said.
She gave me quick kiss on the lips and was off, closing the door behind her. I slipped my shoes off, and pulled off my socks, allowing my feet to be free. I fluffed the pillow underneath my head and cozied into a comfortable position before opening my book again.
This is nice.
I heard the garage door open. A car started, and then the garage door closed again. A few minutes later I heard muffled voices from upstairs. One was a man's which must have belonged to Jacob. I heard the front door open and then close. It was quiet. It was peaceful. Which was a nice change to the flurry of activity over the past week.
As I read my eyelids began to grow heavy. I was nearly asleep when I heard a knock on my bedroom door.
"Who is it?" I asked.
"It's me, Leah."
I set my book on the night stand and walked to the door. I opened it. Leah stood on the other side.
Her feet were bare. She was wearing daisy duke denim shorts. Possibly the shortest I had seen her wear. Her white t shirt was extremely tight, revealing the curvature of her small breasts. Her hands were hidden behind her back. Pink lipstick adorned her full lips. There were earrings in each lobe, with several more silver rings going up her right ear. Her blonde, pink highlighted hair was down, hanging just above her shoulders. She looked up at me with big doe eyes. The sight of her made my dick give a twitch.
"What are you up to?" she asked.
"Oh, uh nothing. Just reading."
"You're not reading the latest Playboy, are you?" she asked.
"Ha, uh no."
"Oh, because I thought I heard something from my room. Some grunting maybe, you know, from self-stimulation." She said, and took a step forward. I took a step back.
"Nope, I was actually falling asleep."
"It's okay if you masturbate. I'm pretty sure I've heard you doing it before. It's perfectly normal, I do it all the time you know." She said and took another step toward me, forcing me backwards. She was now standing in my room. "I actually masturbated the other day thinking of you."
What?!
"Oh..uh... I" I stuttered.
"I wanted to ask you a question." She said.
"Oh, uh what is it."
She kicked the door closed behind her and lifted her hands. In her right was a black thong, in the left were pink cheekies from Victoria secret.
"Which ones should I wear?" she asked.
"Uhm... I uh... think the ones you have on are probably just fine."
"But..." she said, lowering her voice to a whisper, "I'm not wearing any."
My dick gave another jump in my pants.
"And I'm not wearing a bra either." And with that she arched her back so that the thin white fabric stretched against her breasts. Two hard nipples could be discerned through her shirt.
Relax. She's just messing with you. Hailey told you she would do this. Keep your cool
"Maybe I'll just go without them." She said.
She tossed them to the floor and then wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing her thin body up against mine. Then she jumped and wrapped her legs around my waist. She was so light and nimble that she didn't need my support at all. She looked into my eyes, our mouths inches apart.
Damn, she's really messing with me now!
Supporting herself entirely with her legs she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into her, kissing my mouth with hers. Her tongue expertly slid past my lips and teeth and seemed to go down my throat.
Oh...wow.
For a moment, I allowed her to rape my mouth with her talented tongue. But then I realized what was happening and pulled away.
"Leah, what are you doing?" I demanded.
She ignored my question and pulled me back in for more. At the same time my bedroom door opened.
"What is going on?!" Rachel yelled.
Leah allowed herself to fall off of me and I stepped back, pushing myself against the wall.
"Rachel, I can explain." I started.
"Leah! How could you!?" Rachel exclaimed.
"Oh come on, don't be so dramatic." Leah replied.
"No. This is so typical of you. You are such a bitch." Rachel said.
Rachel shut the door behind her and locked it.
Why did she do that? Is she going to trap us in here until Hailey gets home?
"Rachel if you just let..." I started, but she silenced me by raising a finger in the air. Like a parent shushing their child.
"Did you even stop to think about all the trouble I had to go through to arrange this?" Rachel said, "Jacob is on his way right now with the baby to his parents. I told him I wasn't feeling well so I couldn't come. This will probably be my only opportunity."
"Uhm...what is going on?" I asked confused.
"Sister, I'm sorry. You know how I am with urges. I can't help it. But look, we're both here now. Let's share him. It'll be fun." Leah said, and playfully pushed her sister.
Rachel crossed her arms and still looked upset. But gradually a smile spread across her face.
"You think so?" Rachel asked.
"I know so." Leah answered, returning Rachel's devious smile.
"Will one of you please tell me what is going on?"
Rachel looked at me, acknowledging me for the first time. And I took her in for the first time now that my head had stopped spinning.
Her blonde hair was straightened, falling past her shoulders. She wore golden hoop earrings. Dark red lipstick. A black long sleeve shirt. It had a modest neckline, just like all the other clothes I had seen her wear. But it was much tighter than what I was used to seeing her wear. It hugged her thin waist and bulged out at her massive chest. Skinny jeans hugged her wide hips. Red heels matched her lipstick.
Dang, she looks good.
She turned so that her body faced me, she moved towards me, her colossal breasts reached me long before the rest of her did. Her soft melons pressed up against me as her blue eyes looked into mine. Identical eyes to Leah's, but they sent a different message. She placed her hands on my neck and pulled me in, pressing her ripe lips against mine.
Unlike Leah, her tongue remained dormant. Her lips sucked on and massaged against mine. She was tender. I grabbed her waist and softly kissed her back momentarily. But then mustering what self-control I possessed; pushed her back.
"Wait, wait. What are you two doing? Is this some sort of test?"
"No." they said in unison.
"I love your sister."
"And that's wonderful." Rachel said, "This isn't about love. This is about pure physical needs. Needs that have not been met since I married."
"It's wrong." I argued.
"You mean wrong like you fucking our Mother?" Leah said with a smirk.
She knows.
"You saw us? In the mall?" I asked. Leah nodded.
"We confronted her and she admitted everything." Rachel said. "Please, don't deny us."
"I don't know... I ..." I stuttered.
"If you don't make us both climax then we're telling Hailey about you and our Mother." Leah warned.
If Hailey found out about that we would be over. I can't let that happen. Who am I kidding anyway, would I really be able to say no to this?! This is a freaking dream come true... Ahh fuck it.
I grabbed Rachel by the face and pulled her back in. I heard Leah giggle, but then all of my senses were completely taken over.
Feeling. I felt Rachel's hands running through my hair. I felt her heavy breasts against my chest. I felt her waist pressed against me.
Taste. I tasted her sweet lips on mine.
Smell. I could smell her perfume mixed with Leah's. I could smell the department store on her new clothes.
Sight. Although my eyes were closed, In my mind's eye I pictured the two twins and I alone in the room.
Hearing. I could hear my own heart beating heavily as it sent blood pumping to my throbbing shaft. I could hear Rachel's breaths coming in gasps as we drank heavily from one another's mouths.
Leah pushed herself up against me. Rachel kept her body on mine but moved her mouth aside, making room for her sister. Leah continued the attack on my mouth that she had started earlier. The contrast between their kissing was amazing. Leah was forceful, and rough. I let her take charge as she grinded her pelvis into my left leg. Rachel followed suit and began to grind into my right leg. Leah's hands moved up and down my torso.
Growing impatient Rachel forced her mouth back onto mine, pushing Leah's off. Leah didn't resist. She moved her mouth to my neck, pulling the neck of my shirt down, kissing as she went.
I placed a hand on each of their asses, pulling their pelvises harder into me. A Groan escaped Rachel's lips. Leah's hand moved onto my crotch, while the other hand took hold of mine and moved it from her ass to her chest. Rachel followed suit again. Leah's breast was firm in my hand. Rachel's was soft and much too large for a single hand.
They continued kissing me, switching off from time to time, often touching mouths with each other in the process. While I kissed one, the other sucked on my earlobes or kissed my neck. Their hands explored my body while mine explored both of theirs.
Gosh, I wish I had more hands!
Leah tugged at the bottom of my shirt. The three of us broke our kiss momentarily so that the two of them could get my shirt over my head.
"You were right Leah. He has taken good care of his body." Rachel admired. She ran her hands up and down my chest and stomach. "It is so nice to touch a hard body after years of sleeping next to one so soft."
"If you think that is hard sister, wait till you touch this." Leah said, gently squeezing the bulge in my pants, which was now fully erect. Rachel rested her hand on it, her eyes widened.
"It feels so big." Rachel exclaimed. "I can't wait to see it."
"Let's show him a bit of us first." Leah recommended.
Leah arched her back and pulled her white t shirt over her head in one smooth motion, then dropped it on the floor. Her small breasts were like perfect half spheres, so perky that her nipples seemed to point strait up. Her small areolas matched her petite breasts. She was so thin that I could see faint outlines of her ribcage. Her ribcage bore another tattoo, underneath her left breast. It was big fancy cursive writing; I wasn't sure what it said. With her shirt off I could also see her pierced belly button.
I ran my hands up her smooth stomach and cupped her perky tits. Each one was a perfect handful. They were malleable to the touch, but incredibly firm at the same time. They kept their shape perfectly. I rolled both her hard nipples between my thumbs and pointer fingers.
"Oohh... that feels good." She said. "Your turn sister."
I wrapped one arm around Leah's entire waist easily and pulled her closer while I watched Rachel.
Oh man, this is what I've been waiting for.
Rachel slowly rolled her black shirt up her flat stomach. When she reached her breasts, the process slowed even more. It was a struggle to get the fabric over such monstrous mounds. Eventually the stretched fabric was forced to make its ascent upwards. Two cups of a deep red bra were revealed, and eventually the tops of her milky white breasts were shown for the first time as the shirt made its way up her neck and then onto the floor. The straps of her strained bra looked as if they were about to break at any moment under the immense weight of the bra's contents. Tit flesh oozed out the top of her bra, but also out the sides.
Oh my god.
"I think he likes them." Leah teased, "You know I've seen him starring at them ever since we first arrived. Why don't you show him more?"
Rachel reached back, putting even more tension on her bras straps, and undid the clasp, No longer restricted, her huge tits immediately pushed forward. Then she slid her arms through the loops, one at a time her massive breasts fell out.
Unlike her sister, Rachel's breasts were not perfectly round. But they were still perfect. The sheer weight of them caused gravity to pull them down slightly once they were out of her bra. Her nipples were larger than Leah's, and a shade lighter. Her breasts hung heavily in front of her instead of pointing towards the ceiling.
I released Leah and like a child in a candy store I extended my hands towards Rachel's magnificent mounds of tit flesh. I cupped one in each hand and pushed them together.
"Aaah... careful. They're tender." She cautioned.
I carefully caressed them. They were incredibly soft. Rachel thrust them forward and pulled my face slowly down into her bosom until it was buried in her cleavage.
"Do you like Mommy's breasts?" she asked, using the same voice she used for her baby boy. It was strange, but incredibly sexy at the same time. I simply nodded my head, still breathing in her glorious tits.
She raised my face to hers and once again began kissing me while I continued to massage her tender breasts. Leah moved in as before, and they were back to kissing me at the same time. This time with their naked breasts rubbing against my skin. Leah's nipples were hard, and my hands were more aggressive with hers.
Eventually they pushed me up against the wall and they both began kissing my neck. Making their way down to my chest. Bending at their knees they continued kissing down my torso. My skin became increasingly sensitive as they reached my lower abdomen. They reached the waistline of my pants and dropped onto their knees.
Please don't stop there. Please.
They both looked up at me, then at the bulge in my pants in front of their faces, and finally they looked at one another smiling. Rachel traced the outline of my swollen cock with her finger.
"Do you think it's real? Or do you think he's shoved a cucumber down his pants?" Rachel asked Leah.
"Only one way to find out." Leah responded.
Leah unbuttoned the button on my jeans while Rachel slowly undid the zipper. Together they pulled the fly apart and then pulled my pants down my legs. I stepped out of them and Rachel tossed them aside. Now I stood before the two sisters on their knees, wearing only my briefs. A small stain of precum was visible at the tip of my bulge.
"Oh look, he IS excited." Leah said, pointing to the wet spot.
Again, Rachel traced the outline of my rigid member with her finger. And this time, also nibbled on in lightly with her teeth. I winced.
"Hmmm... it still feels like the real deal." Rachel said. She looked up at me, "May we see it?"
I tried to speak but couldn't. I simply nodded. Rachel reverently raised her hands to my elastic band. But then stopped herself, she went back to tracing the outline and feeling it gently through the fabric with her hands. Seemingly savoring the moment.
"Fine, I'll do it." Leah offered.
Leah grabbed my briefs and quickly yanked them down to my ankles. My thick cock sprang free like a Jack in the Box.
"Ooohhh! My God." Rachel let out a shout of shock and delight. "Good Lord! It's at least twice the length of my husbands. And the girth is incredible. Why it makes Jacob's look like a baby carrot!"
"One of the better cocks I've seen." Leah said impressed, but not quite as impressed as Rachel.
While they admired me I kicked my briefs towards the discarded clothing pile. Rachel delicately took my swaying cock in the very tips of her fingers. She examined it how I imagined she must have examined her baby the moment it was born. It almost looked as if she were about to cry.
Leah wrapped a small hand around the very base of my shaft and pulled it towards her. Rachel wrapped a hand around my shaft, above Leah's and pulled it back towards her. Leah wrapped a second hand around my shaft just above Rachel's and yanked me towards her, Rachel did the same, Only the head of my penis was exposed as they fought over my cock.
"Ouch! Ladies, ladies."
"You said we could share." Rachel exclaimed.
"Okay then, lets SHARE." Leah said.
They relaxed their grips and looked for a moment as if they were deciding what to do. Apparently, their twin telepathy kicked in because they both placed their lips on the head of my dick, meeting in the middle.
They licked their lips so that they were wet with saliva and then began sliding down my shaft. Leah on the left and Rachel on the right. As they went they continued to lick their lips and produce saliva so that they slid easily back and forth. They kept pace with one another better then synchronized swimmers. Neither one got ahead of one another and neither one fell behind. Back and forth they went, my slippery cock was like the hotdog, their plumps lips were like the buns.
Oh my God, this could not look any sexier.
After traveling the length of my entire shaft a dozen or more times they began to lick the underside of my shaft with their broad tongues. Upon reaching the tip, Rachel unexpectedly took me into her mouth.
"Oohh.." I moaned.
While Rachel constricted my head with her tongue and bobbed up and down on the first few inches of my cock Leah continued to kiss and lick the bottom half of me. Rachel sucked on the top of my cock softly and slowly. Leah whipped the bottom half of my cock fast and furiously with her tongue. The contrast provided an extremely unique and pleasurable experience.
After some time, they switched. Leah bobbed fiercely on the top of my cock while Rachel lovingly worshiped the bottom with her warm tongue. This went on for several minutes. The back and forth, taking turns. I ran my fingers through their blonde hair, they occasionally glanced up at me to make sure I was still enjoying the dual blow job.
During Rachel's final turn on my head Leah ran her tongue to the very base of my shaft but she didn't stop there. Kept licking until she reached my scrotum. She teased my balls with the tip of her tongue and then gently took one of them into her mouth. She sucked on one for a time and then let it slip from her mouth as she took in the other one. While she was doing, this Rachel continued her bobbing. With the base of my shaft now free she had wrapped both of her hands around the base and began pumping while she sucked.
It was strange to see a large wedding ring on a hand that was stroking my firm cock. But surprisingly erotic at the same time.
With Leah lapping at my balls, any my cock in Rachel's mouth I can't hold it any longer.
"I'm going to bust!" I warned them.
Rachel immediately let go of my cock and let it pop from her mouth. Leah surfaced from out between my legs.
"I do not want you to orgasm like this. I have this fantasy... but no." Rachel said, looking down.
"Go on sister. I'm sure he is just dying to fuck your tits." Leah said.
"You see I have tried with Jacob, but it just doesn't work. And after the first time he did not want to do it again. But I really want to feel your long strong cock in between my breasts." Rachel begged, looking up at me like a puppy dog.
Oh Hell yes!
I nodded my approval.
"There, you see!" Leah said.
Leah stood, grabbed me by my penis and pulled me towards the bed where she pushed me into a sitting position. Rachel crawled towards me on her hands and knees, I spread my legs allowing her to enter. She raised to her knees so that her huge breasts rested on my thighs, my cock swaying slightly in between them. Even though I was still wet with their saliva she spit into the deep valley caused by her milk bags for extra lubrication. Then she pushed those same milk bags together, enveloping my strong cock in her warm, soft tit flesh.
Ooohhh yes...
Her breasts were so large that even my long dick was completely buried in her mountains of flesh. Nothing of my cock could be seen. Rachel looked at me with her piercing blue eyes.
"I love the feeling of solid cock in between my breasts. Now, make love to them." She pleaded.
"No... fuck those big fat titties." Leah suggested, now an observer from the sidelines.
I rocked my pelvis forward, at the apex of my thrust the tip of my penis escaped out the top of her smashed breasts. Only to disappear again as I let it slide back into her soft melons. I thrust again and again, getting into a rhythm.
"Yes...yes...yes..." Rachel moaned, closing her eyes.
Instinct began to take over and Rachel begin lifting her heavy breasts up and then slamming them back down. She slid her colossal breasts up and down my hardened cock over and over. I watched as ripples spread though her soft tits, caused by my thrusting and her pumping.
I am titty fucking Hailey's older sister... And I don't regret it one bit!
Rachel leaned her head forward and began sucking the tip of my penis into her mouth each time it made an appearance. Each time it escaped her lips to plunge back into her loving tits it made a "Popping" sound. Aroused by our performance, Leah unclasped her daisy duke shorts and slid a hand in between her legs. My balls began to churn, this time without warning they sent a large load of cum up my shaft and out the tip of my head, just as Rachel slammed her heavy breasts down. The hot cum hit her upper lip and left debris sprawled across her cheek, over her right eye, jizz stuck to her dark eyebrows.
"Aahh!" She gasped, surprised by the eruption.
She staggered back, releasing my cock from her warm breasts. The next several spurts landed across her chest. Slowly drizzling down her vast tits and over her nipples.
"Oh my goodness." She exclaimed.
She used a throw pillow from the bed to wipe my seed from her face. Like a vulture Leah swooped in and began licking the rest of it from her breasts. Rachel did nothing the stop her.
I probably shouldn't be turned on by that...but I am. Must be a twin thing.
Rachel looked sad.
"What's wrong?" I asked her.
"The fun is over. I have the same problem with Jacob, granted you lasted much longer than he does, but now that you've orgasmed you'll shrivel up, and I still had so many things I wanted to do." Rachel explained.
"Haha, not all men are like Jacob." Leah laughed, licking the last of my sperm from her lips.
"Rachel, just the image of you two sucking my dick will keep me hard for days." I explained.
She looked at my cock doubtfully, but when it did not deflate her red lips spread across her white teeth in a broad smile.
"We've sucked your cock, you fucked my sister's tits, now it's time you get me to climax." Leah ordered.
She bent forward at the waist and slid her shorts down her smooth legs. She wasn't lying, she wasn't wearing any panties.
Beautiful
Her vagina had almost no lips, just a slit on her pelvis in between her thighs. It was also completely hairless. Not giving me much time to enjoy the view, Leah pushed me further up onto the bed so that I lay on my back, legs fully extended, dick pointing straight up.
Next Leah crawled onto the bed and knelt over me, facing me, so that the tip of my penis was inches from her slit. Reaching between her legs she grabbed my rigid shaft and lowered herself until just the tip of me was touching her moist pussy. She rubbed my sensitive head back and forth between her opening, like a plow tilling the earth.
Oh my! Don't tease me!
Leah felt my body squirming underneath her.
"You want to fuck me, don't you?" Leah asked.
I nodded. She continued to play with herself using only the tip of my penis.
"I want to hear you say it." She teased.
"I want to." I said.
"No, I want you to say you want to fuck me." She ordered.
This girl is crazy.
"I want to fuck you!" I conceded.
With that dropped herself onto my now throbbing shaft. Impaling herself on my entire cock all at once.
Holy shit
"Oooohh..." she groaned, in pleasure, not pain.
She let herself fall forward so that her face was in front of mine. She kissed me passionately, bit my lip gently and pulled on it as she pushed herself back up so that our bodies were at a near ninety-degree angle.
Her pussy was surprisingly tight. Watching me fuck her sister's tits must have really turned her on because she was incredibly wet inside. She started rocking back and forth and then slowly started bouncing up and down on my lengthy cock. She kept eye contact with me, not once looking away.
I looked down at her little orbs of tit flesh. They stayed perfectly motionless as she rode me. I reached a hand up and gave one of them a squeeze.
"Oh, yeah. Play with my titties while I ride your big cock." Leah encouraged.
She pulled my other hand up and placed it on her other breast. Then she straightened her arms and place her hands on my abs for support, she slowly spread her legs further and further until she was doing the splits. I pinched and pulled at her hard nipples while I played with her perky tits. I couldn't help it, I started to rock forward as she slammed down onto me, trying to drive even deeper inter her taut pussy.
"Yes! Yes, fuck my little cunt with your big fat cock." She hissed.
Her dirty talk spurred me on. I released her firm breasts and grabbed her by her skinny waist, I started lifting her up and pulling her down as she bounced.
"Ooohhh yes!... Aahhh God yes!" Leah moaned, "Don't just...Aaahhh... Stand there Rachel...Aaahhhh...sit on...Aaahh...his face...Aahhh yes!"
It was difficult, but I forced my gaze from Leah's hot body to Rachel as she fumbled with the button of her jeans. She managed to get them undone and slid them to the floor. She wore red panties that matched the bra on the floor. She slipped off her high heels and then, not quite as gracefully as Leah had undressed, dropped her panties to the floor.
Being that they were identical twins, Rachels vagina was similar. Except not as closely shaved, she had a neatly trimmed triangle of short blonde pubic hair just above her slit. Both sisters were completely naked now, except for their earrings and Rachel's diamond wedding ring. As Leah continued to slide up and down my shaft, her sister crawled onto the bed, her heavy breasts swaying beneath her.
When Rachel reached my face, she gave me a soft kiss on the lips and then threw her left leg over my face. Then facing her sister, she slowly lowered her well-groomed pussy down until it was within distance of my tongue. I could smell her musky scent. I stuck my tongue out and licked the opening of her slit. This earned a quiet whimper from her and she shot back up in surprise. When she felt comfortable she began to lower herself back down. My loving tongue greeted her.
"Oh my God that feels amazing. Jacob never puts his mouth down there." Rachel said.
Gradually she lowered herself even further so that I could penetrate her pussy with my strong tongue. As I rammed my rod into Leah's pussy I lapped at Rachel's pussy like a dog. Rachel's body shook with delight.
"Oh fuck yes. Keep fucking me!" Leah told me, "Watching you tongue fuck my sister is so fucking hot!"
I let go of Leah's waist and reaching up I took hold of Rachel's copious breasts. I gently kneaded them like dough as she began to grind into my face. Her immense breasts were too much for my hands and tit flesh oozed between my fingers and out the sides. She started grinding harder onto my face, I thrashed around wildly with my tongue.
"ooohhhh...ooohhh...ohhhh" Rachel moaned softly, unlike her sister.
Rachel grinded her pussy into my face harder and harder as I penetrated her with my tongue. I was having a hard time breathing, but I didn't complain. The intervals between her shivering were growing shorter. Leah continued to slide her pussy up and down my slick pole.
"Oh my God, oh my God, Oh my God. I'm climaxing!" Rachel groaned.
Suddenly Rachel's body stopped quivering. Her juices filled my mouth and ran down the sides of my face. She let herself fall backward and rested against all of Hailey's throw pillows.
"Do you hear that? It sounds like the garage door." Rachel said.
I hadn't heard anything but I stopped pumping into Leah in order to listen. Oblivious to the situation, Leah rotated herself one hundred and eighty degrees, while still impaled on my cock, so that her back was now facing me. Her ass cheeks were like two thick balls of solid muscle. She leaned forward and grabbed onto the railing across the foot of the bed, still in the splits she started to work her way up and down my towering cock, moaning each time she lowered herself.
"I think I heard a door, someone is here." Rachel warned.
"Leah, stop." I said.
She didn't listen. The pleasure she was getting from stuffing her pussy with my cock was too great. Thinking quickly, Rachel rushed to the foot of the bed and put a hand over Leah's mouth, muffling her moans of pleasure. The doorknob of the bedroom door jostled.
"Why is this door locked?" I heard Hailey's voice come from the other side of the door.
Rachel put her second hand over her sister's mouth. Leah continued to fuck me, despite Hailey's presence. I wasn't even sure Leah was aware of what was happening, completely lost in her ecstasy.
"I...was...uh..changing and I didn't want your sister walking in on me." I hollered to Hailey.
"We got all the way there when I remembered I left my wallet in the kitchen." Hailey explained through the locked door. "What's that noise?"
"Uh...nothing. Give me just a second...I'll be right there." I shouted.
"Don't bother. My Mom is waiting for me in the car. Be back in an hour or so." Hailey yelled.
Rachel kept her hands clasped over Leah's mouth until I heard the Garage door shut. Signaling Hailey's departure.
"What the hell were you thinking?!" Rachel asked as she removed her hands from Leah's mouth.
"Ah shit! Yes, yes! I'm almost there!" Leah yelled.
Damn, Hailey's going to hear that from down the road!
I watched Leah's tramp stamp as it moved up and down. She slammed her ass down onto my stomach again and again, going faster and faster until the black swirly ink making a delicate pattern on the small of her back became blurred.
"Fuck yes...oooohhhh...Fuuuck!" Leah moaned.
I placed my hands on her bouncing ass. Small beads of sweat were beginning to form from her effort. She slammed down one final time and then kept herself impaled, rocking back and forth.
"Fuck yes! I'm there...I'm there...Holy shit that was good." Leah exclaimed.
I made an attempt to pull out, but Leah contracted all her muscles, squeezing onto my cock and holding it in place.
"I'm not done. I want to get there again. But this time I'm not doing all the work." Leah said, "Do you ever do doggy style with my little sister?... or my Mom?"
"I know what it is." I assured her.
With that she let me slip out of her, my shaft shone from her juices. I got on my knees. Leah scooted back, fell forward, and then pushed herself up on her hands and knees. Arching her back she thrust her ass in the air.
"Now bring that beautiful cock over her and fuck me good." Leah instructed.
Your wish is my command.
I placed the tip of my cock at the entry way of her pussy. Knowing that she knew how to take a dick I felt bold, I grabbed her by the hips. My hands were almost able to touch around her tiny waist. And in one swift motion I rammed my entire cock into her, balls deep.
"Ooohhh yes..." she moaned.
She looked over her shoulder at me and smiled.
"Now fuck me like the little slut I am." She told me.
I slowly slid my rigid cock out of her pussy until only the tip remained. Then I forcefully plunged it back into her.
"Yes! Aahhh.." She groaned.
I did it again. And again. And again. Slowly I picked up the pace until I found a rhythm. I crashed into her like a wave, over and over. I drove my hungry cock into her sopping pussy as hard as I could.
"Fuck...Rachel come...yes...lay under...aaahhh...me...fuck..." Leah gasped between ramming's from my unyielding cock.
Leah pushed up with her arms to make room as Rachel positioned herself so that she laid on her back, underneath Leah. With her exposed pussy under Leah's panting mouth, and her face directly under my stampeding cock. Rachel licked my low hanging balls while I stuffed Leah's pussy.
"Keep punishing my pussy with your thick cock!" Leah moaned.
As I fucked her from behind, Leah leaned down and began eating Rachel out. Rachel must have liked it because she started licking my swaying balls with a new intensity.
"Fuck me harder! Fucking demolish my cunt with your hot rod!" Leah yelled, when she came up for air from her twin sister's pussy.
You got it!
Rachel abandoned the ball licking as I thrust into Leah even faster. Leah kept eating at Rachel's pussy for as long as she could. But finally my powerful thrusts forced her to rest her face on the bed and just accept my punishment from behind.
I reached around her small frame and took both of her perky tits in my hands. Keeping her ass in the air she let herself collapse as I supported all her weight. I crashed and smashed into her with more force each time.
"Fuck me... fuck yes... keep fucking me... Oohhh!" Leah moaned, her eyes shut.
I pummeled her pussy with my raging cock. I battered it again and again, my breathing was heavy with labor.
"Fuck... Shit, stop...no, no keep going!... whatever you do don't' stop fucking me!" She moaned.
I moved my hands from her breasts to her firm ass cheeks. They were so tight it was difficult to grab onto them. I thrust as deeply as I could into her, and then I felt that familiar climax, as her sopping pussy began drizzling from her juices. I slowed my pace and gradually came to a stop. We were both panting.
Leah allowed my dick to slip from her battered pussy. Then she rolled over onto the side of the bed.
"Good... now plow my sister like that." She told me breathlessly.
Rachel lay on her back in front of me. I positioned myself so that I was at her feet, instead of her head. For the first time, I noticed the blinds were open, I could see into the back yard. It was snowing.
"Please be gentle at first." Rachel asked.
Thank goodness. I could use the rest!
Rachel spread her legs wide so that I could enter. Her tremendous breasts hung heavily at her sides. I lowered myself so my eyes were looking into hers and my tip was positioned at her opening.
"Remember, you're much larger than my husband. So, go slow at first." Rachel reminded me.
Slowly I pushed myself forward so that my head pushed against her labia. With a little force, it pushed past the outer lips of her pussy and my head was in. She squinted her eyes in pain. I stopped, waiting for permission to go further.
"Okay." She exhaled.
Ever so slowly I forced my swollen cock into her narrow pussy. With each inch, she gave a whimper, mixed with pleasure and pain. After what seemed like a century I was completely inside of her. Her pussy was even more taut than Leah's. I could feel the head of my penis brushing up against something, it felt like a wall.
Is that her cervix maybe?
I laid on top of her, my cock completely penetrating her pussy. My body weight smashed her full breasts against me. I hooked my arms under hers and grabbed onto her shoulders. She opened her eyes and looked into mine. She reached around me and pulled me in for a kiss. This time she used tongue. But once again, her tongue was different than her sisters. Rachel's was timid at first. Slowly exploring my mouth, submissive to my tongue as I forced it back into her mouth and explored with my tongue.
We broke our kiss and she leaned up to my left ear, opposite the side Leah was laying on. She breathed hotly into it and whispered, "I love the feeling of your solid cock between my legs."
And I love the feeling of your wet pussy around my cock!
I gently started rocking back and forth, like a ship rocks on a calm sea. Rachel's hands left my neck and found my ass cheeks. She wrapped her legs around me and pushed down on my ass as she grinded her pelvis into mine. With my arms underneath her back, hands clasped onto her shoulders I pulled her into me and grinded my pelvis into hers as well.
For the most part my cock remained completely buried in her tight pussy. There was little to no thrusting. We lay like that, face to face, grinding into one another. Occasionally I would move a hand off from her shoulder, down to one of her ample breasts, massaging it before returning to her shoulders.
She didn't moan, she was quiet. But I knew she was being pleasured because her eyes rolled back into her head from time to time. Also from time to time we would kiss, or we would take turns sucking on one another's earlobes. I wasn't sure if Leah was unconscious, or if she was quietly watching us. I lost all sense of time as our two bodies became one.
Before this had all started, Rachel said this wasn't about love. That it was purely physical needs. But this sure felt like making love to me.
"Go on, fuck her good!" Leah said, bringing Rachel and I out of whatever day dream we had slipped into.
I looked into Rachel's eyes. Silently asking the question, 'Do you want it?' She leaned in, breathed into my left ear, again opposite the side Leah was on. Like it was just our secret and whispered, "It's okay. I want it."
With Rachel's permission, I slowly began pulling out of her a bit further each time I rocked back. Gradually I started thrusting a little faster. Eventually I let go of her shoulders. I placed my hands on the bed on either side of her and pushed myself up. This gave me a better view of her magnificent body while I fucked her, but it also gave better leverage for faster and more powerful thrusts.
As I put more force into it Rachel's fat tits began to bounce up and down with each thrust. She closed her eyes, and bit her lip in pleasure.
"Harder." Leah coerced.
Juices from Rachel's moist pussy allowed my strong cock to slide in and out with ease now. I obeyed Leah's order and fucked Rachel harder. Rachel raised her arms and grabbed onto the headboard.
"She's almost there, I can tell." Leah said, "Fuck her faster!"
Again, I obeyed Leah's order. I picked up the pace. Again, and again I drove my thick cock into Rachel's compact pussy. The force sent shockwaves up her body. Her enormous breasts were bouncing wildly now. Up and down, up and down as I drove into her. Murky white substance leaked from her nipples.
That must be milk! I'm fucking the milk right out of her!
I could tell Rachel was getting close to climaxing from the scrunched look on her face. And the tremors I was feeling in her legs. I increased the tempo and the force with which I pounded her pussy. My balls slapped against her ass crack. She let go of the head board, moving her hands to hold down her breasts in an attempt to control their uncontrollable bouncing.
Rachel arched her back, her pussy suddenly went from wet to sopping. Her juices leaking out of her pussy and onto the bed. Her legs released me and fell limply to her side.
"I can't hold it! I'm going to bust again!" I warned.
Rachel came out of her pleasure induced coma just in time to tell me, "You can't cum inside me! Quick, pull out!"
I fought every instinct in my body telling me to bust inside of her wonderful pussy and I pulled out. Once again, Leah dove in like a vulture. Her mouth was on my throbbing cock seconds after it had exited her sister's pussy.
Leah wrapped both hands around the base of my cock and pumped furiously while she sucked. I shot load after load of hot cum down her throat. She milked my cock until it was empty. Then she kissed me hard on the mouth. The taste of her sister's pussy, my cock and my cum still lingered on her lips.
"That was fucking hot." Leah said.
"Jacob has never loved me like that before." Rachel said.
"I can honestly say; I have never experienced anything like that." I said.
"Who was the better lay?" Leah asked.
"Huh?"
"Yes. Who is a better lover? Leah or I?" Rachel asked.
Now that we were done, their competitive nature was coming back out. They looked at me, waiting for an answer.
How am I supposed to answer that? They're both incredible in different ways.
I was saved from having to answer by the sound of the garage door opening. Hailey would be downstairs in a matter of minutes. Rachel and Leah both started grasping for their clothes.
"Hey, so we're good? You're not going to tell Hailey?" I asked.
"As long as you keep us satisfied." Leah winked. She gave my cock a squeeze and slipped out the door.
"What she said." Rachel told me. She pressed her plump lips against mine, and handed her red panties to me. "Something to help you remember this experience." Then she slipped out the door as well.
Oh, I don't think I'll ever forget this. Don't you worry.