"Not hardly!" she answers, kissing me lightly on the lips and trailing her fingernails along the length of my erection as she moves over by the other girls and Yelena jumps on the couch.
"I'm ready," she declares, assuming the same position Monica was just in and spreading her pale legs as wide as they'll go. The two pussies couldn't be more different. Monica's labium was thick and meaty while Yelena's is thin and delicate, like a flower. Which is exactly what I tell her.
"Your pussy looks like a delicate flower, waiting to open with the first ray of sunshine," I whisper as I brush my fingers through her tuft of blonde pubic hair.
"More like waiting to be pollinated," Anna laughs.
"Hey, I thought you liked me being poetic," I smile, laughing with them. "What do you want me to do?" I ask Yelena as I use two fingers to spread her thin pussy lips. They are slippery with arousal without any stimulation.
"I want what Monica got," she says pleading with her eyes.
"It will be a pleasure," I answer, turning to my audience to add a few comments. "Every pussy is different," I tell them. "Look at how delicate Yelena's looks compared to Monica's. Her aroma is different, too," I say, taking a big breath and filling my nostrils with her sweet scent.
"Your scent is intoxicating, Yelena," I tell her as I gently lick all around her pussy before sucking her outer labia into my mouth and flicking my tongue along the sensitive edge.
"Oh God!" Yelena cries. "I've never felt anything like this!" I remember she didn't raise her hand.
"And we're just getting started," I breath as I smear her juices around her pussy with my little finger.
I take my time licking and sucking on her delicious pussy, enjoying the less pungent flavor of her steadily flowing juices. I keep teasing and then pulling back until she's almost whimpering with anticipation. Finally, just like with Monica, I push my finger deep into her tight pussy while I suck her clit through to her orgasm.
She's not as wild or out of control as Monica but when her orgasm hits, it nearly drives her through the roof. She arches her back all the way off the couch, pushing her pussy so hard against my mouth that I almost lose my balance. I stay with her and when she lets out a long whimpering scream, I know we've arrived.
"OooooooooooooooooooaaaAAAAAAAAGGHHHHHH!" she cries and I'm rewarded with a thick creamy release of sexy syrup that tastes just like heaven. I retract my finger and lap at her pussy as she settles back down on the couch. Her nipples look gigantic in their fully aroused state and I pinch them more gently than I did Monica's. For some reason Monica invoked more aggressive sex from me than Yelena. Yelena just exudes delicateness throughout her whole body.
By the time I sit up, Anna is moving towards the couch. "Give her a minute," I tell her. "Besides, I have to clean up first anyway."
"Sorry," Anna says. She appears to be in such a state of arousal that any touch might set her off. I'm going to have to calm her down a little if I want her to have the same experience as the other two. The question of Kamala is still on my mind as I head to the bathroom to wash up again.
Anna is already in position when I get back but there doesn't seem to be any of the chatter that followed my romp with Monica. Yelena is sitting on the floor, away from the couch and I'm wondering if she's okay with what happened when she beams me the most beautiful smile I've ever seen. "Thank You," she mouths as she spreads her legs so I can see how much juice is still dripping from her flower-petal pussy. I stop and kiss the top of her head on my way to the couch.
"I'm going to need a new tongue when this night's over," I joke.
"Can I have your old one?" Monica cackles, making us all laugh hysterically.
"Anna," I say, staring at her porcelain smooth pussy. "You've seen two different approaches to eating pussy. What about each one excited you the most?" I ask, hoping that by getting her talking in a more analytical way it will prolong her pleasure once we get started.
"I liked the way you had Monica moving around so wildly," she answers as I run my fingers over her smooth pubic mound. "But I also liked how long you took with Yelena and how overpowering her orgasm was."
"Well, let's see what we can do for you." I continue trailing my fingers around her bare pussy as I lean in to sample her scent. She's like a cross between the other two girls. Not quite delicate but not as strong as Monica. "You have a very distinct aroma, Anna. Enticing without being overpowering."
"If you say so," she smiles, clearly anxious for the main event. Her smooth pussy lips are shiny with her leaked juices and I run my fingers up and down the edges coating them with the transparent lubricant. She leans her head back and closes her eyes as I tease her lips open and slip a finger inside. Her pussy muscles clamp onto my finger pulsating around it as she rocks her ass against the couch.
"I wish that was your dick," she says, raising her eyebrows at me. I hear my sister suck in her breath and she looks like she's ready to speak. I beat her to it.
"I thought you wanted my tongue," I say, enjoying the banter.
"That too," she says. "We can start with that." Hmmm. I bend my head down and attack her pussy in much the same way I did Monica. I suck and tease her back to her full arousal level before I push two fingers into her experienced pussy. I pump my fingers in and out as I'm nibbling on her engorged clit, and trying to keep up with her as she bounces her ass all over the damn couch.
"God! You're good!" she cries as my teeth gently tease her sensitive love button. She raises her ass off the couch as she screams my name.
"God! Max! Fuck! Oh yeah! Fuck me! Oh God!" Her body convulses and she jerks her pussy against my mouth as she twists her body and raises herself up on one arm.
"Ohhhhh! FUUUCK!" She shoots her love juices into my mouth as her body spasms with pleasure. Fuck! I've never eaten a woman whose pussy erupted in a geyser like that! I suck and swallow her tangy cream, keeping my mouth locked on her pussy as she settles back down onto the couch.
Just like the other girls, I reach for her tits as I continue licking her pussy. To my surprise her thin nipples are jutting out from their protective cocoons and I pinch the sensitive tips, which causes another eruption from her wide-open pussy.
"I forgot to tell you, I'm a squirter," she says, smiling coyly.
"What's a squirter," Yelena asks. I had almost forgotten we had an audience.
"Most girls gush extra pussy juice when they cum," I answer. "Anna shoots cum almost like when a guy ejaculates."
"They call it female ejaculation," Anna says, still panting. "I looked it up after the first time it happened," she says with a shrug.
"You could have warned me," I smile.
"It doesn't always happen. Only when I'm extremely aroused," she says, smiling back at me.
"So I passed the audition?" I ask, as I reach for my beer.
"With flying colors," she answers. "But it's not a speaking part," she laughs. "Damn, now I'm the one who has to clean up." She stands up and heads for the bathroom.
I watch her ass while I take another swig from my beer. I'm just biding my time, waiting to see what Kamala is going to do. I've eaten her three friends to orgasm and she has clearly been affected by it all but whether she wants her older brother to eat her pussy is another matter. I admit that at first I thought it was weird but now I'm anxious to taste her hidden charms.
"You're waiting to see what I'm going to do," Kamala says. Damn, she nailed it.
"You know me too well, Sis," I answer raising my eyebrows.
"What do you want me to do?" she asks, making eye contact like she's silently hoping I'll take the decision away from her. Kamala is sitting on the floor with her knees out and her ankles crossed, in what they used to call Indian style before it became politically incorrect. Her glistening pussy is blatantly on display.
"You're clearly aroused by all of this," I say, like it just occurred to me. She nods. "You've never had anyone go down on you." She nods again, maintaining eye contact but not saying anything. "I've been fondling you all evening." She nods again. I shrug as if this is a no brainer.
Monica and Yelena are watching this interchange but are definitely reluctant to get involved in it. This is between us... brother and sister, deciding whether to cross that line, or maybe whether to cross that line with an audience. Hmmm. Before I can get my mind around that idea, Kamala speaks again.
"Do you want to eat me?" she asks. There it is. My decision. Do I want to eat my sister's pussy? Hell yes! Do I want to eat it in front of her friends? Will it be all over twitter in the morning? Doubtful. At least no one is taking any pictures.
"We'd be crossing a line," I respond. She nods again. "Maybe one we shouldn't cross without some clear headed thought."
"Are you not clear headed?" she asks, tilting her head to the side in a way that makes me want to kiss her, and not a brotherly kiss.
"Which head?" I laugh, glancing down at my cock, which by the way hasn't gotten any relief.
"Good point," she laughs and the spell is broken, she looks away. "You still have to check my pussy though, right?" she asks. "To see if it's the sexiest."
"Right," I answer, scooting over on the couch. "Up you go," I say, patting the couch next to me.
Kamala crawls up on the couch just as Anna returns from the bathroom. "You're going to let him eat you?" she screams. "That's fucking awesome!" she moves in close for a good seat.
"My turn to clean up," I say, getting up from the couch. "I'm just going to compare her pussy to the rest of yours to see whose is the sexiest," I tell Anna as I head out of the room. I pause in the doorway to hear her response.
"Really?" she asks, disappointment dripping from the single word. "Kamala, you don't know what you're missing." Anna clearly doesn't have the same reserve the other girls showed; she's more than willing to jump into the discussion. "When you do get a guy to go down on you, you're going to need something to compare it to," she argues. "Your brother sets the bar pretty high! You shouldn't pass this up."
I continue down the hall and wash my face and hands. They're still at it when I return.