by Robert Hyull
"NO!" Brandy was aghast. "He'll want to touch us back and I don't want my creepy brother pawing me." Naomi looked a bit disappointed but left it at that.
Since then I had stopped trying to hide when I got stiff. Which happened a lot. Thinking back on it, I'm sure they took as much interest in my cock as I did in their breasts and quims.
Things changed considerably though when I caught Brandy and Naomi. I had just finished circuit training and arrived home. So without thinking, I dropped my sports bag in my room and headed for the shower. When I passed my sister's room, I paused. There were some strange noises coming through a small gap in the door where it hadn't closed fully. It sounded like someone was in pain so I pushed the door open and went inside.
Brandy was lying back on the bed. She was naked, with her head thrown back making grunting noises. Naomi just had a pair of lilac panties with a thong back so I could see her ass. That was because she was lying between Brandy's thighs with her head buried in my sister's bunny. There was sort of slurping, squelchy noises and Brandy was bucking her hips and rolling her head from side to side. I was shocked but I made sure I got a good look. Brandy was quite red in the face and her nipples were poking out bigger than ever, dark red and painful looking. Naomi's bottom sort of stuck up and her legs were wide enough apart I could see her quim covered panties. It looked like they were really wet, like she had peed herself.
I must have made a noise because Brandy's eyes flew open. "Oh my god… Cal!" she screeched. "Get out!"
Now I may have only been seventeen but I was not stupid. I knew I was on to something here. "OK," I drawled. "I'll go tell Mom and Dad their daughter is a lesbian."
"No! Don't you dare!" Naomi squealed. "I'll get banned. And we're not lesbians anyway. Lots of girls like it both ways."
Well I didn't want to never see Naomi again so that gave me pause. I didn't really want to tell tales about Brandy either, though she probably deserved it. "So what's it worth for me to keep quiet?" I demanded.
"I'll do your chores for a week and clean that cess pit you call a room," Brandy offered. She had her arm over her breasts and Naomi's head still hid her cunt. It excited me to think of that word. Cunt! My sister had a cunt and so did Naomi! My erection got even harder but I didn't try to hide it.
"I'll jack you off," Naomi offered.
"No!" I was horrified. Excited but horrified at having to show my dick. I had seen all those guys in porno and mine was small. The girls would laugh if they saw it. "I want to watch," I decided.
"No way!" Brandy declared vehemently. "I don't want my brother watching what we do."
"I already saw what you do," I countered. "The question is who else gets to know my sister is a pervert?"
"Will you sit in the corner and be quiet and never say anything to anyone, cross your heart?" Naomi asked. She turned to look at me and I was torn. There was my sister's quim looking very puffed up. As I had suspected, she must have shaved it or been naturally bald and I could see every detail. And then there were Naomi's breasts, bigger than they were a year ago and with the nipples sticking right out. Where to look?
I pretended to consider the question, while my gaze roamed over their bodies. Naomi got impatient. "Well?"
"Yes, yes OK. I'll sit on the chair and keep quiet and I won't tell another person about it." Then I had another thought. "Do Connie and Heather do this too?"
"You might find out one day, if you're good," Naomi arched her eyebrows. Then she ignored me and turned back onto her stomach, burying her head in Brandy's groin. I sat down as promised, though the view wasn't so good. It was enough for a full-scale hard-on though. I rubbed it through my pants. Brandy had her eyes screwed up as though to block me out and her arm still hid her tits but after a few minutes she was grunting again and scrabbling at the bedclothes with her hands.
I so wanted to feel those nipples.
Things got better when Naomi knelt up and worked her panties down her thighs, wriggling them off. She was still my ideal girl and I lapped up the sight of her naked body as she shuffled up the bed and swung her leg over Brandy's head. It was a sixty-nine. I knew that much. I had a better view now too because my chair was near the top of the bed. So I could plainly see Naomi's cunt trimmed with black fur. I could see her lower it onto my sister's face. And I could see Brandy getting her mouth on it and making slurping sounds.
I almost spontaneously ejaculated. They were locked together working on each other's quims and I was certain it wasn't the first time. Brandy threw her head back and howled, shaking the bed, then pushed two fingers inside Naomi. The room felt stuffy and oppressive, the scent I would come to know as cunt juice heavy in the air.
Naomi bucked on the fingers as Brandy pushed them in and out, then the view was blocked by her head as she went back to slurping the Israeli girl's furry bunny again. Both girls were really going for it and I was surprised neither of my parents heard the gasps and moans over the sound of the TV movie they were watching.
It seemed to go on forever but I suppose it was about ten minutes. I was transfixed, so intent on watching that I even forgot to stroke myself. But it had to end. Naomi looked up from Brandy's quim, her face streaked with sweat and some other stuff. "Show's over, buster. Now beat it. Or go beat yourself until it drops off!"
Chapter Four
I suppose you're thinking I immediately got into some sort of orgy of sexual excess with Brandy and her friends. But it didn't work like that. I dropped enough hints but nothing came of them. They still treated me as a sort of friend but they didn't do anything intense that I could catch them at. Perhaps they were frightened or perhaps they just knew when I was out or asleep.
So the following months were very frustrating but I had my memories and even seeing them in a nightie or bra and panties helped keep my libido alight. My eighteenth birthday passed without much incident. My folks bought me a top of the line smart phone. Brandy gave me some DVDs. Bethany showed up at my night out with my friends and gave me a hand job in the men's bathroom while I played with her soft tits. But next day she was back on again with her on-off boyfriend of the past four years, Clive.
There I was, eighteen, planning on a college degree and still a virgin. I figured I must be the only one left in town. None of my friends believed me though, because they all knew Brandy's friends still slept over in my house. I was careful to deny anything happened between us in such a way that it sounded like a lie, while covering myself in case it got back to anyone.
They were jealous and I was frustrated.
It was a few weeks later; college had broken up for the girls and my induction didn't start until the autumn. It was one of those dreary, rainy days you get sometimes, even in summer. Mom and Dad had gone out for the day because there was a Ren Fair in the next town and they were big into medieval stuff. All four girls were down in the living room and I could hear them giggling from time to time. Me, I was following my usual hobby of surfing for porn.
"Cal, come down and make up the numbers," Brandy called up to me. I grumbled a bit about it but I was really bored enough to comply. Porn just wasn't the same since I saw my sister and Naomi eating each others quims.
When I got down they had this big plastic mat on the floor, covered in coloured circles. I recognised it as being the game Twister though I never saw it in the house before. "Naomi and Heather had to go," Brandy told me. "So it's just me and Connie. Will you play with us?"
After I figured she meant the game, not what my dirty mind was imagining, I nodded. "Sure, why not?" I was bored and maybe I'd get some contact with their bodies and cop a feel. "So what do I have to do?"
We threw a dice and I got to go first. It was a green for my left foot so I picked the nearest one. Brandy was the only other one playing while Connie spun the dial. My sister got to stand near the other end of the mat, also on green. Then my next one was my right foot and blue. That meant I was facing out from the mat while Brandy was standing too, behind me.
So the next one I got was
green again with my left hand and I had to bend over backwards for that. I got a red for my right hand and Brandy got a blue for her left and she was sort of hovering over me. I was on my back, supporting myself on my hands and feet so I didn't fall down and lose the game.
I had already noticed that Brandy was wearing a loose sort of t-shirt which was white and had a low neck and big armholes. In fact I had been sneaking glances at her cleavage and sideboob every chance I got. But then she had to twist to get a hand on yellow and as she did so, her breast pushed against the armhole and slowly dropped out. She wasn't wearing a bra and that big, fat nipple was right over my face. So without thinking, I caught it with my lips and sucked on it.
Brandy squealed and Connie gasped but neither of them moved. I figured they were going to beat me up when they recovered from the shock and I was determined to make the most of it. I didn't care she was my stepsister any more. Not since I had caught her and Naomi together. At that moment she became just another target for my lustful imagination.
Now I had her nipple in her mouth and was sucking on it as hard as I could. Her breast loomed above me like a zeppelin but poised as I was I couldn't grab it. So I poked the nipple with my tongue and licked over the tip of it. Brandy squealed louder and collapsed on top of me, forcing me down onto the mat. I thought her big, soft breast might suffocate me but I could use my hands now. I grasped a handful of that soft flesh, fingers digging into the large mound of her tit and moulding it like play-doh.
Brandy wasn't in any rush to go anywhere, so I took advantage, stretching her t-shirt so I could pinch her other nipple between my fingers and thumb. I was rewarded with a gasp and my sister grabbed my head, pushing it tighter against her breast. Opening my mouth I took more of the tit inside, sucking on it and scraping the soft skin with my teeth. Her teat didn't taste like a strawberry. It didn't taste like milk either. So much for my fantasies about strawberry milkshakes!
I could just see Connie out of the corner of my eye. She was sitting with her knees wide apart and her dress up to her waist. She saw me looking and pushed her hips forward, displaying her cunt with panties pulled to one side. Then she went back to what she had been doing. Running her fingers up and down her slit, opening it up so I could see the pinkness.
Brandy was wailing away on top of me and her thigh was pressing down on my boner. That is, until she moved it and replaced it with her hand. She was rubbing at me through my slacks like she was trying to erase a mistake. Then it got even more crazy. Connie crawled across to us and I could feel her fumbling with my fastenings. My cock jumped out of its confinement and I expected her to laugh because it was too small.
"What's it look like, Connie?" Brandy twisted her head round. Her face looked kinda red.
"Wonderful!" Connie breathed. I could even feel her breath, she was that close. Then I felt her hand closing around it.
"Hey!" Brandy hissed. "I'm first!"
First? Had I swallowed some sort of drugs? Was I going to…. with both of them…?
"Oh I know," Connie sounded disappointed. "Move your ass down here and I'll line it up."
Brandy's breast moved south from my mouth, coming unglued with a wet plop. But I still had a grip on her other nipple, which felt as big as my thumb and just as hard. Connie was fumbling around then there was something wet swiping against the tip of my dick. "Hurry up," Brandy grunted. "I'm dying here."
"Go for it," Connie announced. It was the most incredible thing. My entire cock was suddenly engulfed by a hot, wet hand that massaged every inch of it at once. "Oh yeah," Connie breathed. "That looks so sexy!"
This was it! This was really it! I was no longer a virgin and I had lost it to my stepsister, a sexy, big-titted fox who most of the guys at school had fantasised over. It got even better though because Brandy didn't just sit there. She started raising and lowering herself. My dick felt cold when she reared up, then she thrust down and I was back in that heated cauldron again. "Yes! Yes! YES!," Brandy howled with each, increasingly rapid, thrust.
I knew I was supposed to make it last a long time but this was so much more exciting than having my own hand on my prick. So I couldn't. I gasped and tried not to but it was no use. My cock exploded inside her and her muscles were draining me of spunk. I unconsciously gripped her big nipple harder and twisted it. Brandy shrieked and then she was flooding my lap with some sort of fluid. Her insides were gripping me so tight I couldn't go soft and my sister kept riding me until she came twice more, leaving both of us gasping for breath.
"I hope you didn't wear him out," Connie complained as Brandy rolled off me. "It looks like it died."
"He'd get it back up if you sucked it," Brandy retorted.
"Oh, good idea. It will taste like you," Connie giggled. Apparently I wasn't invited to join the conversation. I was just an object to be used. Like a human dildo. I wasn't complaining though.
"I could use a Pepsi." I butted in anyway.
"You get it, Brandy," You had your turn. I was starting to feel like one of those studs in porno, where the women drop their knickers at a twitch of his eyebrow. "Don't get carried away," Connie burst my bubble. "You're nothing special but we know we can use you without all the emotional crap we get from other guys."
I'd settle for that.
So we all sat around a rather sticky Twister mat. Brandy took her panties fully off. Then she took off her top and used it to wipe her bunny which looked puffy and was still half-open. Connie sat with her knees up and her hairy snatch on display, which was doing wonders to help revive me. Then she shucked the dress over her head and that completed my recovery.
Connie wasn't wearing a bra and she didn't need one. Her tits rose up when she pulled the dress up and then they settled down to stick out from her chest like they defied gravity. They weren't as big as Brandy's but they were bigger than what I remembered about Naomi. Her nipples were quite long and a deep pink colour. I thought about how it would feel to hold them.
"Let's get them clothes off you," Connie demanded, moving closer to drag my t-shirt off, then pushing me down on my back to work on my slacks and underpants. I wasn't wearing shoes so they came off easily.
"Don't you mind me having a small dick?" I had to ask it.
"Small? You're bigger than most guys," Connie exclaimed.
"Yeah, you filled me up, Cal," Brandy chimed in.
"But I seen those guys in movies," I protested.
"They're freaks, not normal guys," Connie laughed. My ego grew bigger by several notches. "Now let's see its full potential," she demanded. I was still lying back so she straddled my legs. I could feel her tits pressing down on my thighs and her warm breath on my groin. My dick jumped in reaction. "Good boy," Connie exclaimed.
Then it was like before, but different. Warm wetness enveloped my cock but it wasn't so tight as Brandy's cunt. I looked down my body. Connie's long brown hair formed a tent but I could see her lips wide open and her cheeks hollowed with suction. Then her tongue was swirling around my glans.
I was lasting longer this time but seeing her mouth wrapped around my dick while Connie looked me in the eyes was real exciting. An hour ago I had been a virgin. Now I had had sex with one girl and I was getting a blow job off a different one. "You better not cum," Connie drew back. "I need a fuck."
She rolled off me and lay back on the edge of the mat. "Your turn to do some work," she declared, lifting her knees up and spreading her legs. I knew what was expected of me. I shuffled across and between her thighs, lowering myself until I was supported on my elbows and her firm breasts were flattening under my weight. The actual technical part was beyond me though. I moved my hips around and prodded at random until I felt Brandy's hand on my dick and she guided my muscle into the correct orbit.
"Now push down," she instructed me. I did and I felt my cock forcing its way into a new but equally tight haven. "Ooooo that looks incredible," my sister commented, her head almost on the floor so she could see that slippery juxtaposition.
"It feels even
better," Connie yipped as the last inch fitted into her tight tunnel. "Now do me good, Cal!" I knew the theory alright. So I pulled back but went too far and came out. Brandy had to guide me back in again while Connie complained. I thought I should take it slower and more careful, so I pushed back inside her and when I withdrew, made sure there was a couple of inches left inside.
It took a while to get proficient but nature had imprinted that technique onto humans long before there were sex manuals and porno movies. "Uhhhh… Uhhhh… Uhhhh…" Connie's grunts encouraged me and I felt like I could carry on forever like this, speeding up, fucking her harder. Of course, nature had an answer to that too. Connie came first, yelping so loudly I was glad our parents were out. Then she came again. I was so proud of myself. I was a real stud fucking a beautiful young woman and making her climax.
Then it suddenly rushed up on me from nowhere. My self-control went out the window and I was jerking into her sweat-soaked body with a series of barely controlled thrusts while her insides grasped my cock and rippled up and down my shaft. I groaned with release and felt my spunk shoot up my dick into her body. It was a bit late but I wondered if she took precautions as Connie writhed into another orgasm under me.