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 Title: Jealousy


Summary: Brian realizes he's jealous of his own sister.


Keywords: inc,fic





   I had always been close to my sister Sandra...or rather "Sandy" as she
preferred being called these days.  With only two years difference between
us, it had never seemed an obstacle for either one of us.  She knew my
friends...and I was well acquainted with hers.  One in particular.

   We both still lived at home in order to cut down on expenses while I
attended a local university, the same one that Sandy had begun attending as
well a few months after graduating high school.  Along with her best friend
Diane, who I was currently seeing, and had been dating now for several
months.  The odd part was, most of the time, our dates consisted of the
three of us going out together.  Like I said, I'd always gotten along well
with my sister, so having her come along with us seemed quite natural as
opposed to her being a third wheel.  We had double dated on a few
occasions, but Sandy didn't really have any guy special at the moment, so
lately it seemed like she was far more content to just tag along with us.
Admittedly, it put a cramp in my love-life to some extent, but Diane and I
had managed to fit in some intimate personal time for ourselves here and
there.  Though whenever we did, or made it obvious we needed some alone
time, Sandy's mood and demeanor would noticeably change during those times.


   Sandy and Diane were similar in appearance too.  Very often people would
take them for sisters, not quite twins...but they looked, and dressed alike
a good deal of the time.  I found myself quite frequently enjoying the
curious looks we got as the three of us strolled about the stores, or sat
in the movie together, a beautiful girl sitting to either side of me.  Each
of them had dark brown well past the shoulder length hair, green eyes, full
sensual lips, and though I couldn't prove it exactly, pretty much the same
figure and bust size.  Like I said...they looked so much alike, I'd even
gotten a bit of teasing from my buddies because of it.  Saying I had some
sort of a twisted sister fantasy, which is why I was dating Diane in the
first place.  I too had a full head of dark hair, and more like hazel eyes
as opposed to being green like my sister and moms were.  I was also a
couple of inches taller than both, just under six feet give or take an
inch. I enjoyed playing tennis, and though I didn't have a regular regimen
or workout routine, I did take pretty good care of myself.  I didn't
consider myself a hunk, not by any means, but I'd never had any real
problems dating cute, or attractive looking girls all through high school,
and then into college either.  Still...the thought that my friends found it
odd that I was dating someone who looked a lot like my own sister, or that
I might be a bit twisted in doing that, gave me pause on more than one
occasion.  Especially as I had secretly thought about my sister in times
past.  But that was years ago.  About the time Sandy started looking like a
true beauty, a true beauty with tits, which is about the time most guys
first look at their sisters a little differently.  I know I did.  And so
yeah, I spent a few nights secretly fantasizing about my own sister.  But
eventually I grew out of that.  That...or forced those thoughts away
whenever I found myself absentmindedly entertaining them.  After all, that
was incest.  And thinking about one's own sister was pretty twisted and
sick in a way...wasn't it?  So I didn't much care to hear my best buddies
saying it or thinking it either.  Though maybe to them, seeing the three of
us always hanging out together would seem to be a bit sick and perverted in
some ways.

   I had no idea at the time just how twisted and perverted things were
about to become.

   **

   I normally worked after school at the university bookstore and library
part time.  I had as usual showed up prepared to work when Jerry, one of
the guys I sometimes worked with had showed up as well.  I'd forgotten. 
Having traded shifts with him a few weeks back so he could have a
particular night off, he'd agreed to come in and work for me one night. 
Remembering, and now delighted, I quickly headed off towards home, glad now
for an entire weekend, especially as our parents had left early that
morning for a drive up to San Francisco to spend some time with my Aunt as
she'd recently had surgery.  Nothing serious, but enough so, she was laid
up and in need of some additional help.  That would leave the place to us
for the entire weekend, and that also meant, I might in fact be able to
convince Diane to spend the night with me at least once.  It had been well
over two weeks since we'd had a chance to be together, and frankly...I was
damn fucking horny!

   Although I shouldn't have been too surprised to see Diane's car sitting
in the driveway, I hadn't expected to see her of course until sometime
Saturday.  Obviously she'd come over to visit with Sandy, and maybe..."just
maybe" I thought smiling to myself, be waiting for me in bed when I
supposedly got off work that evening.  I figured we'd have to play nice for
a bit, especially with my sister around.  But I also knew that Diane was
much like me in respect to getting a bit cranky if we didn't fool around
some, or go too long between having sex.  Something else I loved about her,
she could be a real animal...a real dirty, naughty animal in bed once she
was aroused.  And I needed some animal loving tonight in the worst way too!

   With Diane's car in the drive, I was forced to park my own car out in
front.  Usually I entered in through the back door, but with the closer
proximity of the front door now facing me, I entered that way instead.  And
though my room was upstairs, Sandy's room was downstairs, the far larger of
the two.  The moment I stepped inside I could hear voices, a bit of
laughter, and knew that the two of them were obviously downstairs in her
room.  I sat my backpack down on the floor next to the couch in the sitting
room and started to head over towards the stairs leading down to her room
and the den area.  Which is when I heard something else, a whole lot
different than laughter, almost like a deep guttural moan.  There was no
mistaking it either.  It was the sounds of someone enjoying a nice little
orgasm, no question about it.

   "What the fuck?" I thought silently to myself, and then deciding to
remain silent, I quickly slipped off my shoes, now taking the stairs as
quietly as I could in stocking feet.  Obviously they weren't expecting me
home, not for a few more hours as yet.  And as mom and dad were certainly
away, they had no reason to suspect anyone would come stumbling in on them.
The problem was...this was my girl friend...and sister I could hear fooling
around together.  Even as I slowly descended the stairs, I had mixed
emotions regarding what I might soon discover.  On the one hand, this was
every man's fantasy wasn't it?  Two girls...enjoying one another in the
most intimate of ways?  And yet...on the other, this was my sister who was
one of them...with MY girlfriend!  Even though Diane had been Sandy's best
friend long before we'd ever started dating.  Which then raised the
question, "How long has this been going on anyway?"

   I continued to creep down the stairs as quietly as I could, still
listening to the sounds of heavy breathing and moaning, only now...I
realized it was coming from the den, and not from her bedroom.  Reaching
the small landing, off to the right down a short hallway was my sister's
room, another full bathroom, and the laundry room.  To the left, the family
den.  I now saw the flicker of light coming from the TV as I turned left
and approached the doorway.  It was open, as they'd obviously saw no need
to close it.  I slid up along the wall before daring to peek in, knowing
where the TV was, and knowing they'd be on one of two couches, and perhaps
both.  But I also knew, if they were indeed watching something on TV, they
wouldn't notice me standing behind them.  And if they were doing something
else other than that, they wouldn't be worried about me yet either.  I felt
relatively safe as I eased my head around the corner peeking into the room.


   What they were doing was watching a porn movie together, though where
they had gotten it from I had no idea.  The moans and groans I'd been
hearing coming from that, and not them, or at least not all of them anyway,
though the obvious laughter had been...nervous excited laughter perhaps. 
On screen as I stood there back behind the door in the darkness, I could
see two women and one man, actively engaged in stimulating one another.  At
the moment, the two girls knelt before the guy sharing his cock, sucking
and licking it together.  But as interesting as that might have been to
watch any other time, what I now found myself actually looking at had
garnered my entire attention.  And I knew I must have been standing there
with my mouth open when I did.

   They were indeed sitting on opposite sides of the "L" shaped couches. 
All I could see was the back of Diane's head as she sat on one side of the
couch.  But it was my sister who I could far more clearly see, as she sat
on the other side, facing off to one side before me.  For one thing, she
had her hand down inside the waistband of the panties she was wearing, her
shorts long discarded, laying on the floor beside her.  And though she was
also wearing a tank top, she had one side of it lifted up over her bare
breast.  One hand toying with her hard taut nipple.  I had on some few rare
occasions, caught glimpses of my sister before, but it had been a couple of
years now since I'd last accidentally bumped into her when she was naked,
and that had been the all too briefest of moments as she screamed, covered
herself with her hands, and had ducked back into her bedroom.  To be
honest, I hardly had time at all to take anything in.  Not like I was doing
now.  And I realized I was holding my breath, almost afraid to breathe for
being heard and thus discovered.  But this was too good of a thing to pass
up, watching my own sister sitting there on the couch, masturbating!  And
obviously...though I couldn't see her at the moment, I could surmise by the
subtle movements I was seeing...that so was Diane.  Maybe they weren't
actually doing anything to one another, but the two of them obviously were
masturbating in front of one another while watching the porn flick.  And
once again, I found myself asking the still curious question.  "Just how
long have the two of them being doing things like this?  And had
they...done more than that?"

   The sound of Diane's voice shocked me back into reality, and I hurriedly
stepped back around the corner, fearful that my sister might suddenly look
over in my direction and catch me standing there looking at the two of
them.

   "He's got a nice cock.  Almost as nice as Brian's is," Diane suddenly
stated, moaning pleasurably as she did.  Standing as close as I was to her,
only a few feet away I could easily hear the slippery sounds her pussy was
making as she quite decadently sat there fingering herself.  I loved
hearing her when she did that for me.  She always was one to get quite
juicy, and she certainly was now too, showing no inhibitions, or shyness
whatsoever as she sat there finger-fucking herself, right in front of my
sister.  Though Sandy too, was pretty much doing the same thing herself,
finally lifting her ass, and now pulling her panties completely off so she
could more easily spread herself, and begin fingering herself in earnest
now.

   "Oh?  Whose is bigger?  His?  Or Brian's?" Sandy asked curiously, to
which Diane chuckled a little.  Though I was more surprised at hearing my
own sister's curious question being asked of Diane.

   "Hard to tell really, perhaps about the same size in length anyway,
though I think the head on Brian's dick is a bit larger.  I know that it
takes some doing to get my mouth over it whenever I suck it for him," she
added giggling.  Sandy moaned, her attention once again glued back on the
TV as I chanced it, once again peeking in around the corner looking over at
her.  Sandy now held what obviously appeared to be a life-like looking
vibrator, a hell of a lot longer than I was even, though admittedly, the
head of the fake cock I now saw my sister rubbing against her cunt was far
slimmer than my own.  As was the guy's dick they'd been talking about in
the movie.

   "So you like sucking my brother's cock do you?" She laughed, though once
again moaning a bit even as she said that, only then slipping in the first
couple of inches of the toy cock she was teasing herself with as she now
glanced over towards Diane.  "Bet you wish you were sucking it now don't
you?" She then added.

   Diane giggled.  "Yeah, but later tonight, I'm sure I will be," she
moaned herself once more, the sounds of her deliciously wet pussy seemingly
louder even as she sat there slapping and fingering her cunt, something I
personally loved seeing her do.  The fact she was doing so in front of my
sister, made it even hotter yet.  But what was also making things hot,
though I was struggling emotionally with the sense of it all, was the fact
that I was extremely aroused, watching my own sister doing all this.  I
just couldn't tear myself away from standing there listening, and
watching...so long as I didn't get caught.  "God...I wish he was here now!"
Diane groaned once more.  "I need to feel that nice hard dick of his inside
me!" Sandy moaned once more herself, and then almost too softly to hear,
adding...

   "I'd enjoy seeing that," she said almost in a whisper.

   Diane laughed nervously.  "I bet you would." I stepped back behind the
wall once more as though the sound of my rapidly beating heart might be
overheard somehow.  "I knew you were standing outside the door the last
time we were together," she then added.  "Why didn't you just open the door
then and peek in?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

   "I was too scared for one thing.  What if he'd seen me, or heard me
doing that?  I'd never hear the end of it for one thing.  But for
another...Brian IS my brother after all, even though I'd just once...like
to see someone actually doing it, and not just on some porn movie, you
know...for real."

   "What was this telling me?" I asked myself.  "Was Sandy still a virgin?"
It sure sounded like it.  Though why on earth she wanted to watch her own
brother fucking his girlfriend was beyond me.  Still...

   "Tell you what Sandy.  Later this evening, when we're really going at
it, go ahead and peek through the door, I'll make sure I've got his full
attention.  But that way, you can watch us a little at least, just don't
make any noise, or we'll both have some explaining to do.  I can't even
begin to imagine what your brother would think if he was to find out you
and I have been masturbating in front of one another for years now, or that
we once..."

   Sandy laughed.  "Yeah, and only once too, just before the two of you
started dating!" Sandy quipped.  "I have to tell you Diane, in the
beginning, I was actually jealous, and even a little mad at my own brother
for interrupting things just when they were starting to get interesting!"

   Now Diane laughed.  "I know...aside from this, which I don't really
consider as cheating, I just didn't feel right about getting involved with
both of you.  And I'm not too sure that Brian would have been too keen on
the idea either.  But I'll say this...if anything ever does happen that
might break us up...you'll be the first one I'll come to for some
comfort...if and when that should happen...believe you me!"

   "Nah...you guys are too good together," Sandy commented.  "Even though I
am willing to admit, I am a teeny-weeny bit jealous.  But as long as you're
ok with doing this much...I'm ok too.  And speaking of which...I'm so
fucking close now, that I'd like to cum watching you cum.  How about you?
You ready to cum with me?" Sandy asked.

   "Fuck yes!" Diane groaned, turning on the couch slightly, now facing my
sister, though I still couldn't see her too clearly.  Sandy had turned more
directly as well, forcing me to step completely back behind the wall again
outside the room, or she would most certainly catch movement, or perhaps
even see me.  I didn't dare risk looking inside the room again.  But just
hearing what was taking place, and now visualizing it inside my head, it
was still horny as all get out.

   "God I love watching the way you play with your pussy," Sandy spoke
hotly, the lust evident in the tone of her voice.

   "And I love watching you," Diane shot back.  "I love watching you fuck
yourself with that thing," she added.  "Though I'm frankly surprised, you
haven't gone out and 'officially' given your virginity away yet," she half
teased.

   "Haven't met the right guy yet," Sandy moaned softly, beginning to pant,
changing the subject almost as quickly.  "You ready?  Because I certainly
am!"

   "Oh yeah...I am too baby...go ahead, cum for me...cum with me," Diane
groaned loudly and audibly.  "Because...oh fuck....here, I go!" She cried
out, and then as I had heard her do several times in the past, Diane's high
pitched little wail of unbridled delight suddenly filled the air.  Along
with...my sisters.

   **

   Though I had honestly been tempted to take out my own cock and jerk it
off while standing there, I was too afraid to do so.  It would be one thing
getting caught spying on them, something I could possibly turn and use
against them.  But...getting caught with my dick out, in front of my own
sister no less, was something else entirely.  Using their own cries of
delight to mask my retreat, I hurriedly, yet quietly made my way back up
the stairs again.  I slipped on my shoes, went out the back door, stood
there for a moment collecting my breath, not to mention adjusting myself,
and then came back inside the house again.  Only this time, letting the
back door slam behind me, just as it always did.  And...I called out too.

   "Diane?  Sandy?  You guys here?"

   I no longer heard the sound of the TV being on, no surprise there.  A
quiet scuffle below as they no doubt hurried getting dressed again, or at
least gathering their things together so they could dress.  I then heard
the padding of bare feet heading down the hallway towards my sister's room,
and the sound of her door quietly closing as I stood there at the top of
the stairs listening.  Smiling to myself, I left the kitchen area, stepped
back into the hallway and then headed up the stairs to my room, once again
calling out.  "Diane?  Where are you?"

   I then heard her calling out behind and below me of course.  "Brian? 
You're home?" And then the sound of her own footsteps coming up the stairs.
"I thought you had to work this evening!" She said sounding a bit out of
breath, obviously startled and surprised, if not more than a bit shaken,
but I passed it off as a nice pleasant surprise to find me coming home
early.  I met her at the bottom of the stairs, kissing her, holding her
close...and yeah, smelling her arousal and heat, though I'm not sure she
could tell I could do that.  But there's no mistaking the funky, yummy
stink of a woman's hot, horny arousal.  It was simply...intoxicating to me.

   "So...since I'm home, what would you like to do tonight?" I asked.

   "What do you think?" She leered suggestively at me, even placing her
hand down between my legs, a bit surprised to feel I wasn't entirely soft,
not having yet grown flaccid after my too recent encounter with the two of
them.  "Feels like...you've got the same idea in mind that I do," she
winked fondling me some more until I was rock-hard solid once again.

   "Sounds like a plan," I told her, "a little later," I then added
mouthing the word "Sandy".  She frowned, but then nodded her head in
acknowledgement of that.

   "How about pizza and a movie?" She then asked.  "And of course...some
wine to go along with it.  You know how Sandy gets after a couple of
glasses of wine, she almost always falls asleep after she does that."

   Which was true, she usually did.  Though I couldn't help wondering as I
quickly agreed to that, if the two of them hadn't already set something up
after hearing their earlier conversation.  And frankly...I was both
curious, as well as a little turned on to realize that my own sister wanted
to watch the two of us actually fucking.

   "You order the pizza while I go upstairs and shower," I informed her. 
"And I'll even let the two of you order the movie too.  Just make it
something we'll all enjoy seeing together," I added.  "No chick flicks."

   "How about a chick flick with skin in it?" She asked.  I laughed at
that.

   "Only IF there's enough skin worthwhile," I told her, and then scooted
up to my room, and the bathroom where I proceeded to take a nice long
relaxing shower, and let the two of them finish making whatever plans they
might have had.  By the time I came back down stairs again, the pizza had
arrived, and there was an open bottle of wine with three glasses waiting
for me to bring down stairs to the den with me.  I had worn only my
bathrobe, something I was prone to do whenever we were alone together like
this, so being naked beneath it would be no real surprise.  But I also
knew, just knowing I was...would arouse and excite Diane even more than she
already was, if that were even possible under the circumstances.

   They were already watching a movie, one I had seen once before, but was
pleased to see which one they had picked out, as it was one of those coming
of age stories of three young people, two women and one man, all sharing a
place together during the summer, and the eventual relationship, sexually
speaking, that developed between all three of them.  I found it to be an
interesting choice, sat down...poured the wine, and began eating the pizza.

   As she usually did, Sandy sat on the same couch I'd seen her laying down
on earlier, with Diane and I sharing the slightly larger couch together,
though sitting side by side as opposed to laying down like Sandy was. 
Midway through the movie, and after consuming two glasses of wine, Sandy
was already looking as though she were about to fall asleep.

   "Told you," Diane laughed quietly looking over at her, just as she
allowed her hand to slip between the folds of my bathrobe, once again
seeking out my now flaccid cock.

   "What are you doing?" I asked, feigning shock at her boldness.

   "What do you think I'm doing?" She continued whispering, the two of us
once again glancing over towards my sister, who now appeared to be dozing,
though she'd rolled over on her side, still facing us, it appeared she had
in fact fallen asleep.  Somehow...I knew she wasn't however, that she was
actually faking it, and wondered then if this was how the two of them had
finally decided to do this.  By now, Diane was openly fondling my cock
making it stiff and full once again as I pretended to nervously glance over
towards Sandy while she did this.  "Don't worry...she's asleep, told me
earlier just how tired she was," Diane said trying to reassure me.  "And
besides...I think this is sort of naughty, don't you?  Don't you find it
exciting to be messing around a little with your sister in the same room we
are?"

   I answered that by extending my hand, finding her breast as I began
kneading it beneath the tee shirt she had on.  Quite expectedly, finding no
bra to have to fight through while doing so.  She had indeed obviously come
prepared for this.

   "That's what I thought," she sighed softly, and then leaned over, taking
my cock inside her mouth, gumming my somewhat larger head, something she
knew I damn well enjoyed whenever she did that to me, as sensitive as it
was.  I closed my own eyes, only partially, squinting, looking over at my
sister, without appearing to actually be looking.  Sure enough, she too was
squinting, looking back at us now.

   "Fuck!" I thought to myself.  "This is a bit wicked...but is it really
incest?  No...how could it be?  She's just curious...about "it" is all," I
again assured myself.  "It's not about me directly...not really," I said
arguing with myself, seeking some assurance that my own arousal was because
of Diane's mouth on my cock, and not on the fact it was my sister laying
just a few feet away that was truly arousing me while she did that.

   Yeah...right.

   It wasn't long before Diane shifted positions there on the couch,
suddenly climbing over to sit in my lap.  She'd been wearing a short skirt,
and I soon learned no panties as she reached down, guiding me up in between
her legs.

   "Don't worry...she's sound asleep," Diane professed once more.  "And
even if she does wake up, it's not like she doesn't know we're doing it. 
Chances are she'll just run off to bed, or if she doesn't then we will. 
But right now...I need you inside me," she said nipping at my ear as I felt
her slick, soft, deliciously wet pussy engulf me.  I once again closed my
eyes, squinting...looking, and sure enough, saw Sandy doing the same thing
I was, squinting back.  Diane had bunched up her skirt just enough that I
knew damn well Sandy could see her taking my cock as she slowly rose up and
down my shaft, almost purposely.  "Suck my tits," she then informed me,
which I loved doing anyway, but I knew even as she said that, it was to
ensure my attention was elsewhere, and not worried about my sister.  I
happily unbuttoned the blouse she was wearing, removed her bra, and after
she'd wiggled out of that, began lapping away, and sucking her hard fat
thick nipples.  That was one of the few areas they were completely
different in.  Diane had dark tan, large areolas that covered a goodly
portion of her rather large breasts.  Sandy's in comparison, were a rosy
red color, only half as large around perhaps, but a bit longer even,
sticking up nice and hard as I so recently remembered seeing them as she
lay there playing with one of them.

   I sucked...looking over, carefully, and saw my sister's hand suddenly
sneak down between her legs, though trying to appear as though she were
simply sleeping like that, one hand tucked down comfortably, and
innocently, though I knew damn good and well what she was doing to herself
as she lay there.

   Admittedly, I was damn fucking horny.  And I was fairly confident that
Sandy had a bird's eye-view as my cock slid in and out of her best friends,
soaking wet cunt.  The sounds of which I could easily hear myself as our
tempo gradually intensified.  At this point...I was way beyond caring, even
if Sandy was to sit up and actually watch us...pointedly, not to mention
doing anything else.  Though the subtle movement of her hand confirmed that
very fact as she continued to lay there, still squinting...still watching
us.

   I could feel my own orgasm build, knew I was only moments away from
spewing a gallon of cum inside my girlfriend's cunt...and told her so. 
Something she loved hearing, which almost always triggered her own release.

   "Fuck baby...I'm going to squirt in you," I told her, enjoying the sound
of those words, just as she did.  She loved hearing me tell her that, loved
it when I said "squirt" with each and every ejaculate of my cock as it
spurted deeply inside her.

   "Yes baby, yes!  Squirt in me!  Fill my fucking cunt!" I began doing so,
only then looking over at my sister again, eyes open...just as hers were.
She now looking at me, the movement of her hand more than obvious between
her legs, as was the look in her eyes as we locked eyes with one another,
watching one another cum.

   **

   Though Diane spent the night with me, and though we had in fact made
love again, she woke early in the morning, leaving before sun up.  Needing
to work that day, she also needed to go home, shower and change clothes. 
Though I sensed her leaving, I was far too out of it myself to fully wake
up and say good-bye to her.  Only waking when I heard the soft knock on my
bedroom door, Sandy now peeking in at me as I in turn rolled over looking
at her.

   "You up?  Or do you want to sleep for a bit yet?" She began.  "Thought
I'd ask...because I was getting hungry and wondered if I should fix
something for you too."

   I lay there looking at her, the memory of two things immediately coming
to mind.  One...watching her cum as I did.  Two...hearing the soft faint
click of my bedroom door opening the night before.  And though I couldn't
see her clearly, I could tell the door had been opened a crack.  Once
again, Sandy had stood for a time looking in on us while we fucked.  That
knowledge of her doing so, once again adding to my excitement and
enjoyment, causing me to experience yet again another very intense and
satisfying orgasm.

   "Yeah, I'm hungry...but we need to talk first."

   "About what?" She asked tentatively, though she did step further into my
room.  I sat up, keeping the sheets up over myself, especially as I was
still nude.  I patted a spot next to me however, inviting her over.

   "Well...for one thing, about what you saw down in the den, and what I
saw at the same time.  And then again...last night.  Obviously, I knew you
were peeking in on us."

   "Oh...that."

   "Yeah, that.  So...you want to talk about it?"

   "What's to talk about?" I frowned at her, and then smiled.  She smiled
back, blushing.  "Look Brian, it's no big deal.  I was...I was just
curious, that's all.  And then...seeing the two of you, well...I got
aroused, a little..." she said blushing even more than she had been.

   "A little?" I chuckled trying not to laugh.  "Looked to me like more
than just a little!" Though who was I to talk?  Laying here in bed, naked
as the day I was born, my sexy hot little sister sitting next to me, in
what was nothing more than a too tight tee shirt which she wore to bed,
along with her panties, wasn't exactly un-sexy attire as she sat here next
to me.  I couldn't help but glance at her suddenly hard nipples, which
hadn't been minutes ago.  Each one now nicely firm and hard, poking against
her white, wife beater tee shirt, which was making me harder now too.

   And mine at the moment was even more noticeable than she was, as she
glanced over my way, looking down at the sheet, seeing the all too obvious
tent pole.  I bent my knees slightly, trying to hide it...too late of
course as she smiled.

   "Looks to me like someone else is more than a little aroused too," she
said feeling a bit more confident all of a sudden.  "I'd have thought Diane
had worked all that out of you last night the way you two were carrying
on!"

   "Yeah well...not quite obviously.  But let's be honest here shall we? 
Just because you're my sister, doesn't mean I can't get humanly
aroused...especially with you sitting there the way you are," I said
nodding at her chest as she looked down at herself, seeing what I was.  She
wasn't exactly blushing, her face still a bit red, but a different kind of
red, in a different way.  Especially the way she was now looking at me. 
Flushed...heated.  Yeah, definitely aroused.  Just as I was.  She was
smiling however.

   "So...what you're telling me is...little sister turns you on?"

   Now it was my turn to blush.  "That's not exactly what I was...what I
was trying to say," Sandy giggled, and then reached down suddenly lifting
her tee shirt up and over her head.

   "So tell me, what was it you were trying to say then?  That you weren't
getting aroused looking at these?"

   I know my mouth was open, because I closed it, unable to find enough
moisture inside my mouth to find words.  The fact I was now staring at my
own sister's ripe, luscious tits had stolen my sanity for a moment as I
tried to make myself register what I was actually looking at.  What I said
was..."Fuck Sandy...those are nice!"

   Now she did laugh, and shook her chest at me, making them wobble and
bounce about considerably.  But she didn't let it go there either. 
Suddenly, she spun around on the bed, pouncing on me, or rather on my lap.
Thank god the sheet was between us.  Even then, I felt her groin suddenly
pressing down against my very firm cock.

   "You think so huh?" She laughed again, once again wobbling her boobs in
front of me, though making it worse as I felt her likewise press down even
more firmly against my shaft too.  I wasn't sure she was doing it on
purpose...but how could she not?  If I could feel it...she had to have felt
it as well.

   "Sandy..." I tried.  Only now she was looking down, looking at where she
pressed against me, where her panty covered cunt rested firmly and
precisely against my sheet covered prick.  Which by the way, was now
showing a bit of a darker spot where the two of us met.

   "Jesus Brian!  You're fucking hard!" She exclaimed.  She then looked up
at me, and simply said..."I want to see it!"

   "Sandy..." I tried once more, but she continued, heading me off, knowing
damn good and well what I was trying to do here.

   "Oh come on Brian...show me.  Don't weird out just because I'm your
little sister.  It's not like we haven't, well...sort of, seen one another
before.  Which reminds me...you really do owe me one!  So come on, quit
being so damn shy and all big brothery on me."

   I knew of course what she was talking about.  It was weeks before she
let me off the hook because of it.  But she was forgetting one thing. 
She'd already gotten even with me for that one...a long time ago. 
Obviously, she'd forgotten.

   "We're already even," I reminded her.  "Remember?  You walked in on me a
couple of weeks after I caught you bare-assed out in the hallway?"

   "That didn't count."

   "What do you mean that didn't count?" I asked incredulously.

   "I didn't actually see anything, not really.  Sure...I knew what you
were doing, but you covered up so fast...I didn't actually see it."

   "Well...you certainly saw it yesterday while it was going in and out of
Diane," I now added.

   She chuckled.  "Not totally, only partially.  I mean I saw you at an
angle yes, so some of it, just not...well, not it...it!"

   "It, it?"

   She was getting exasperated with me, though I was doing so on purpose,
still trying to worm out of this situation if I could, which didn't look as
though I were really going to.

   "I'll let you touch my tits if you'll let me see it."

   They were only a few inches away from my face as it was, her comment
redirecting my gaze back at them as though a magnet.  God she had nice
looking tits, and though like I said, almost the exact same size and shape
as Diane's, for some oddball reason, they were even more alluring, more
arousing to me.  Perhaps that forbidden fruit thing.  Though in this case,
two fruits.  Nice ripe full ones that I was in fact dying to touch, if not
actually bite on and chew.

   "Jesus," I said instead, feeling my cock throb at even thinking along
those lines...not to mention an additional press of my sister's now soaking
pussy still pressing against it, even between the sheet.  That small little
spot had grown considerably from both sides.  Obviously, she was adding a
bit of her own arousal to the situation just as much as I was.

   Almost before I knew what I was doing, I reached up, one hand suddenly
surrounding each one of my own sister's breasts!  Her eyes lit up, opening
wide as she sighed upon feeling that, and then closed almost as quickly as
she sighed again, this time grinding herself against me a bit more
purposely and fully.  I was soooooo tempted to suck on one of her tits,
nearly doing so, but then catching myself, actually letting go of her
breasts.

   "Ok, ok...before I do something even worse than I already have," I said
rolling, forcing her to roll with me, effectively dumping her off me.  I
then slid out on my side of the bed, standing up...literally and
figuratively speaking as Sandy now lay there on my bed looking up at me.  I
figured the two or three second look was good enough, and began heading off
towards the bathroom.

   "Hey!  Where are you going?" She asked scrambling out of bed, actually
chasing me.  "I'm not done looking...yet!" She exclaimed in no uncertain
terms.

   "I gotta pee!" I said lamely.

   "Ah huh...what you want to do...is jerk off don't you?" She accused me
instead.

   I actually wanted...no, needed...to do just that.  But I wasn't about to
tell her that either.

   "Seriously sis...I need to pee, bad!  And if you don't let me...then,
well...let's just say things will get a bit messy here in about two
seconds."

   "I like messy.  In fact...I want to see you do just that Brian.  Make it
messy.  Let me watch you."

   "Watch me pee?" I laughed.  "Yeah...right."

   "No...well maybe that too yes in fact.  But no...I want to watch
you...jerk off."

   I had made it as far as the door, now standing there sideways looking at
her.  Looking at her as she reached up cupping her magnificent breasts,
fingering her nipples.  "Wouldn't you enjoy jerking off, looking at me? 
Looking at me while I masturbated for you?" She asked, one hand now
slithering down her tummy, my eyes once again glued as she slipped her hand
beneath the waistband of her panties.  There was no mistaking where it had
gone either, nor when she pulled it back up and out, holding those same
fingers beneath my nose for a moment before sliding them across my open
lips.  I was too stunned to initially react to that.  The smell of
her...the hot, horny fragrance of my own sister, not to mention the all too
brief, tantalizing taste of her as she gave my palate something to think
about.

   "You're serious."

   "Very," she said now bending over, easing her panties down her nicely
toned legs.  It was the first time I had actually seen my sister's pussy up
close and personal.  Unlike Diane's, Sandy still had a small neatly trimmed
little tuft of hair just above her mons, which pointed down towards her
swollen puffy lips like a neon sign.  She stood there, now spreading
herself, running her fingers up her furrow, her fingers showing a glimmer
of liquid moisture clinging to them as she brought them back up to her
mouth once again.  Licking them off.  "Please?" She added.

   "Oh fuck!" I said.  I was too far gone to argue any more, let alone
think about what I was about to do for her...with her.  "After I pee," I
said not really sure that I could now...especially when she followed me
into the bathroom.  Obviously, Sandy wasn't letting me out of her sight. 
"In the shower," I then amended.  Somehow, doing that in the shower, even
with her there, didn't seem quite as bad as it would have otherwise.  Don't
ask me why...it just didn't.  And besides, I'd been masturbating in the
shower for years while thinking about my own sister.  It just seemed
suddenly appropriate.

   **

   Standing in the shower with my own sister was a bit unnerving for me,
but arousing too.  It couldn't be helped.  As much as I knew, and felt like
this was wrong, just the sight of her standing there before me was enough
to chase away those rational thoughts.  Especially as she stood there
smiling at me, fingering her luscious slit, toying with those amazingly
hard nipples of hers.  And her eyes locked on my purple, swollen cock the
entire time as I stood there next to her stroking it.

   "Fuck you're hard!" She said again for about the umpteenth time. 
"Doesn't it hurt?  Ache?" She asked only then looking up into my eyes, an
actual look of concern crossing her face.  I laughed.

   "Only if I leave it this way," I told her already feeling that tingling
sensation down inside my balls telling me that when I did come...it was
going to be a BIG one.

   She smiled back.  "Promise to tell me when you're about to," she stated.
"I've been so looking forward to seeing this." Once again she made me
laugh, nervously.  Standing here fisting and stroking my own cock in front
of my sister was once again so totally out of the norm for me.  And yet...I
had stood here in this very spot fantasizing about doing just this on
numerous occasions.

   She was making it easier for me though, touching herself so intimately
as well.  I so wanted to reach out and touch her.  And maybe she sensed
that, or saw it in my eyes or something though I'd made no move, nor
indication to her that I wanted to do that.

   "I'd love it if you'd touch my tits," she informed me, sighing audibly
just at the thought of me doing so perhaps.

   I didn't even hesitate.  It was as though my hands had a mind of their
own.  I reached out with my left hand immediately fondling and toying with
her available breast, though she continued to toy with the other one
herself, moaning and sighing pleasurably as I did so.  I fingered her
nipple, likewise fingering the head of my own dick in much the same way,
bringing pleasure to myself.  It was like synchronized nipple-dickhead
fondling, one becoming the other in a way, my own fingers doing to each,
intensifying the pleasure.  I don't know why it feels that way.  It just
does.  Flipping that nipple of hers, rubbing and teasing it, sent
additional shivers of delight down my shaft, causing my balls to tingle
even more than they had been.

   "So...did you enjoy watching Diane and I masturbating in front of one
another?" She suddenly asked out of the blue.

   "You...you knew I was there?" I asked totally taken by surprise.

   "Not at first...but then I caught your reflection in the TV, or movement
rather.  And then I waited...looking at the TV again, but not at the movie
that was on.  And sure enough, when the reflection of you standing there
just behind the door alerted me that you were...well, let's just say that
got me really horny.  Knowing you were now watching us."

   "More you than Diane," I now finally admitted.  "I really couldn't see
her," but then I asked as it suddenly dawned on me.  "Did...did she know?"

   Sandy nodded her head.  "But only after you'd already left.  Then I told
her you had been yes."

   "What did she say?" I asked incredulously, though my hands...still with
a mind of their own hadn't stopped even for a second, still cupping and
molesting my sister's breast.

   "She wondered why you didn't just come in...and join us," she laughed.

   "She did?  Really?"

   "Yes...really.  And...she asked me to ask you something after she
realized you had been."

   "What?"

   "She wondered...if you'd be jealous, or get upset...if we were too,
well...if we were to do more than just watch one another finger-fucking
ourselves," she said using the more decadent term, knowing that hearing her
talk "dirty" was arousing to me.  Which it was of course.  The image she
painted when saying that, relaying that precise moment back inside my head.

   "You mean..."

   "Yeah...actually touching, licking.  We did once before, a long time
ago. Just before you and Diane started getting serious.  But never since
then.  She didn't want to cheat on you, not even with another girl...with
me."

   I laughed feeling a little stupid.  "Oh, and this isn't?" I said only
then taking my hand away, though I swear it was mad at me when I did that.
She reached out, grabbed my hand however, and put it immediately back on
her breast.

   "Not really.  I mean come on Brian, you and I aren't really doing
anything...no more than what Diane and I were doing.  Watching one another
masturbate.  You weren't upset by that now were you?"

   "No."

   "Well then."

   "Listen Sis...this.  This is a whole lot different than that.  You two
are friends, close friends, girl friends.  And I don't exactly feel
threatened by that." I chuckled looking at her as she frowned at me.  "Ok,
maybe just a little.  But not really in a jealous way.  And not really
threatened either as I think about it.  More like curious...aroused at the
thought of it, you know?"

   "So you're saying..."

   "It wouldn't bother me if you two did.  How's that?  I mean...yes, it
would bother me, in a good way.  Like wanting to see that, watch that."

   Sandy laughed.  "She said you'd probably say that too.  Though I agreed
with her knowing you.  So you're saying you'd be ok with the two of us
licking one another out?  You know...sucking one another's cunts?  Rubbing
our pussies together?  Stuff like that?"

   "Oh fuck!  Sandra!  Stop it!" I said using her more formal name, which
I'd always done whenever she was badgering me at one time or another. 
Though this wasn't exactly like that, but I was trying to get my point
across.  "You keep talking like that..."

   "What?  It'll make you come?"

   "Yes!" I said simply, and then paused thinking.  "Would...well, would
you two let me watch that then?"

   "Maybe the second time."

   I looked at her, bewildered.

   "It's been a while Brian.  A long while.  We talked about it, even
before yesterday.  If the time ever came again, we'd sort of like that
moment, that first time to be between us.  Keep it a little special since
it has been.  You wouldn't be too terribly upset by that now would you? 
Jealous that we'd want that?"

   I thought about it.  Though my sister's nipple was already telling me
that I wouldn't be.

   "No.  I can understand that.  But then after that?  The next time you
two would?" I asked feeling a bit more weak in the knees.

   "Guaranteed," Sandy grinned now winking.  "It would be hot...having you
there, watching us, working this fucking hard cock of yours while the two
of us suck one another's cunts!"

   "Oh fuck...Sandy!" I groaned loudly.

   She grinned...looking down at my dick.  "So...you gonna?"

   I could only nod my head, looking down, already my balls tightening in
anticipation of release.  The clenching, spasmodic throb of that first
powerful jettison of my spunk already making its presence known.

   "Now?" She asked again.  I just looked at her, the answer obvious.  And
then she reached out, grabbing my cock.  I think I screamed her name.  I'm
not actually sure about that.  But I stood there looking down, looking down
at my own sister's hand as she clasped, now pumping my prick as geyser
after geyser of white sticky cum-cream spewed from my dick, lurching,
splashing all over her as she stood there giggling excitedly, pumping me
off against her.  When she had finally squeezed out every drop of my
essence that she could, she then let me go.  She began smearing my semen
all over her body as though using it as body wash as I stood there with
disbelief in my eyes, watching her.  Realizing, my sister had just jerked
her own brother off.

   "There, that wasn't so bad now was it?  So now...how about you finish
doing me?"

   My hand was inside her pussy even before I had a chance to think about
it.  I knew I'd be having a long conversation with my hand later.  But
right now...all I could think about was bringing my sister the same kind of
pleasure she had just given me.

   **

   After we had dried off and collected ourselves, we went down stairs to
fix breakfast.  Both starving at this point.

   "So, what's on your agenda for today?  I asked.  For myself, I had an
early shift at the bookstore, from one to five, putting me home again
sometime around six.  I knew that Diane was planning on coming over again
this evening, but I wasn't sure when.

   "Mostly laundry, some house cleaning," she replied.  "Which reminds
me...strip the sheets off your bed if you would for me please.  I can only
imagine all the cooties you've left there...you and Diane," she laughed.

   Though Sandy didn't work, it was by agreement between her and my folks.
Wanting her to get the first year of college under her belt and work on her
studies, mom and dad helped support her, the same way they had done for me
my first year in school.  In exchange for that, Sandy took care of the
laundry and some light cleaning, along with helping out with dinners and
the like.

   "Speaking of Diane.  What time is she coming over today?" I asked
inquisitively ignoring her comment, and not trying or attempting to suggest
anything, though Sandy of course immediately took it that way.

   "She gets off around two.  And with luck, I'll be getting off around
three," she grinned wickedly.

   "So you're going to talk to her then...about what I said?"

   "That...and about what you and I did in the shower this morning," she
grinned even more broadly.

   I raised my eyebrows at her.  "Sandra..."

   "Quit being a worry wart Brian.  She'll be cool with that, trust me. 
Not like we haven't discussed you before.  Or the fact that she knows I've
always been curious about what you looked like, and especially what you
would look like when you squirted for me.  I've always been fascinated by
that.  So I'm sure as hell going to tell her I finally got to watch you do
it."

   "You did a lot more than just watch," I reminded her.

   "I wouldn't call that a lot Brian," she smiled.  "I barely touched it
when you started squirting all over me."

   I was getting hard again.

   "Well, I need to get dressed, and then get ready to head off to work," I
said excusing myself, standing up, though my boxers did little if anything
to hide the fact I was once more aroused.  Sandy didn't miss seeing that
either.

   "Try and save some of that for later.  I know Diane will be
wanting...and needing that by the time you get home.  I think...no, in
fact...I know, she'll be damn fucking horny by the time you arrive, so
don't be too surprised if she's already naked and waiting for you," she
added.

   My dick was even harder now, but it seemed pointless trying to hide it.
She was still looking down at it too as it suddenly popped through the
opening of my shorts.

   "Well...hello," she giggled.  "Somebody wants to come out to play!" She
took a step towards me, but I turned heading away from her.

   "You're insatiable, you know that?"

   "Tell it to my pussy," she grinned.  "Though I'm sure Diane will once
she hears about all this, and that you basically gave us permission to suck
cunts."

   "God, Sandra!" I exclaimed in exasperation, and then turned before I
simply walked over and shoved my dick in my sister's mouth.  Tempted as I
was.

   I listened to her laughter all the way up the stairs as I headed towards
my bedroom.  Visions of the two of them together now filling my head, which
I was pretty sure they would be doing after Diane arrived.

   I smiled at the thought of that.  Maybe they really would be naked when
I came home today.

   **

   My head and thoughts weren't at work.  All I could think about, all I
could imagine was the two of them together.  Two peas in a pod.  Or in this
case, a pussy pod.  Twice I had had to remove things I'd stocked as I had
stocked things incorrectly.  Luckily I still had the presence of mind to
realize that, and went back to check what I'd done, correcting my mistakes.
My shift couldn't end fast enough.  Images of the two of them locked in a
naughty, arousing...wicked embrace, lapping away at one another's cunts,
had left me with another almost painful erection.  One I was again
cognoscente of, making sure I stood behind the counter while helping to
check out customers without being seen.

   Even during the drive home I was half tempted to take my dick out, just
so it would have room to stand without being so miserably confined.  Twice
I had to tell my hand no.  We really did need to talk at some point.  But
now was not the time.  My hand would win the argument.

   I was pleased as I turned the corner on our street to see Diane's car,
this time parked out in front as I pulled into the drive.  And having done
so, I of course entered in through the back way, letting my presence be
known as the back door slammed shut behind me upon entering.  Even then...I
heard nothing, no voices, no laughter, no TV.  Just total and complete
silence.

   "Sandy?  Diane?" I called out walking over to the stairwell, listening.
Once again however, no sounds could be heard.  I turned intending to check
out the living room, but there was nothing there either.  "Maybe they went
for a walk or something," I thought to myself, though the absurdity of that
was obvious.  I then headed towards the stairs intending to head up to my
own room and change, which is when I looked up and saw the two of them
standing together...naked.  Looking down and smiling at me.

   "We've been waiting for you," Diane said.

   "Yeah.  We decided to wait," Sandy added.

   "Wait?"

   "Yeah...wait.  Now, hurry up...we're both fucking horny as hell,
thinking about it.  Having you be with us, watch us...the first time we
actually go down on one another again after all this time.

   This time my feet did all the thinking.  Taking the stairs two at a time
until I had reached them, kissing them both.  And not just a quick little
brotherly kiss on Sandra either.  I actually kissed her smack on the mouth,
which surprised her a little maybe.  As well as Diane when I did that.

   "Wow!" Sandy said stepping back.  "Now that...was worth waiting for!"

   I now followed my two luscious tarts into my room.  Sandy had indeed
changed the sheets on my bed, nice crisp clean sheets, which with luck,
would soon have a whole new batch of Diane-Sandy-Brian cooties on them if I
had anything to say about it.

   Once again they stood together, waiting on me as I began taking off my
clothes, now well aware that I was about to be treated to something very,
very special.  And as they did that, I was again reminded of just how much
they looked alike in so many ways.  Aside from Diane's bare pussy, and the
small neatly trimmed tuft of hair just above my sister's cunt.  That...and
the difference in color of their respective nipples, they really could have
passed for sisters.  Even their hairstyles were very similar.

   I could see why the guys had occasionally teased me about that.  If they
only knew now.

   I think my cock was smiling at me when I finished undressing.  It
certainly felt like it anyway.  Glad to be finally free again for one
thing, but now looking forward to watching what I felt like was going to be
a very erotic and sensual moment...for all of us.  I stood there watching
the two of them as they crawled into my nice clean bed.  I almost felt like
maybe I shouldn't be here for this, for this first one.

   Almost I said.

   "Come over here," Sandy said patting the bed.  "Lay beside us...watch
us, nice and close," she added, and then lay back as Diane winked at me,
spreading my sister's legs, and proceeded to start tonguing and licking her
from the head down, kissing her rather passionately first, before she
slowly began doing that.  Once she had vacated my sister's tits, and began
leaving a trail of kisses and tongue licks a bit further down, Sandy
invited me to allow my hands to come out and play.  Which they were both
eager to do obviously.  I now lay beside my own sister, cupping and
caressing her breasts, watching Diane...OUR girlfriend as she now began to
probe at my sister's pussy with her tongue.  Sandy, legs spread, bent at
the knee, offering herself, making herself even more open and vulnerable to
my girlfriend's talented tongue.

   "Oh fuck Diane...I have been waiting to feel this for so...damn...long!"
She moaned as Diane looked up, smiling, though her tongue was still busy,
flicking and lapping away at my sister's cunt.

   Sandra reached over, wrapping her fist around my cock, mostly just
holding it.  Which was now fine with me.  Especially as Diane looked up,
watching her do that...once again grinning, though still licking, quite
nosily in fact now.  Sandy was getting wet.

   I watched mesmerized for what seemed like an eternity.  Lightly, and
softly caressing my sister's breasts all the while.  "Oh god Brian...she's
going to make me cum.  And hard too!" She added, now looking at me, looking
into my eyes.  She had her "fuck-face" on too.  You know the one, the one
that you're embarrassed to let anyone else see.  But she was looking at me
with that face, her eyes burrowing into mine.  "Watch me come Brian.  Watch
me...watch me while Diane sucks my clit, eats my cunt...fingers my pussy.
Watch me Brian...watch me!" She cried out suddenly.

   I was watching.  I was seeing the most beautiful, sensual, erotic thing
I had ever seen or witnessed in my entire life.  My beautiful sister's
face, all screwed up in pleasure, eyes open no less, locked on mine, and
mine locked on hers...peering into the depths of her soul as she came, as
she cried out, literally screaming as she did.  But never once, did she
close her eyes either, as hard and as nearly impossible as it was for
anyone to actually do that in the throes of total and complete ecstasy,
like she was.  And yet...she somehow managed it.

   I didn't even know for a moment, or realize it.  But I was too.  Only
when I sensed, and then saw the white sticky cream clinging to her breasts
did it dawn on me that I had actually joined her, came with her at that
same exact moment.  I don't even remember her hand doing anything to me,
except just holding me.  Obviously...it had been enough.

   When at last super-sensitivity demanded that Diane remove her mouth from
my sister's pussy, did she once again crawl up towards the two of us.  But
not before licking up the tracers of spunk that I'd left criss-crossing my
sister's chest and breasts.  She met us there then after that, the three of
us kissing, sharing kisses, kissing one another back and forth.  Me kissing
Diane, and then Sandy, just as passionately and as provocatively as they
lay kissing one another.

   "My turn!" Sandy exclaimed after a bit, rolling Diane over onto her back
as I once again assumed the exact same position against her.  I now watched
as my sister proceeded to drive Diane just as wild, just as crazy as she'd
done to her moments ago.

   That was erotic too.  Though perhaps not in quite the same way as I'd
experienced with Sandy.  But I was a bit less aroused, though my prick at
least bobbed it's satisfied head in acknowledgement of that, especially
when Diane climaxed.  And where we once again shared several long
passionate kisses together after that.

   I found that almost more fun than the rest of it.

   Almost I said.

   **

   "What time is it?" Sandy asked a short time later, rolling over onto her
side in order to glance at the clock on my nightstand.

   "Why?" I asked looking as well, it was almost seven at this point.

   "Because the pizza should be here anytime now," she answered in response
to that.  "I told them I'd leave them a nice tip if they delivered it
around seven."

   "Pizza?  Again?" I asked.  And though I enjoyed pizza, I wasn't all that
crazy about eating it two nights in a row here.

   "Yeah...again," she said rolling out of bed, just as Diane did.  "And
then after that...after we eat, after you've...well, built up a bit more
stamina again.  It'll be your turn."

   "My...my turn?" I said looking at her, looking at Diane.  The two of
them standing there grinning from ear to ear.  My twin horny pussy pod
peas.

   And then the doorbell rang.  They grinned, laughing, racing down stairs
as I shouted out after them.  "Are you two crazy?  You're still naked!"

   "Yeah...we know.  Promised we've give the delivery guy a really...really
big tip!" Sandy shouted back.  I walked over to the window looking down.  I
laughed.  Someone was in for a big surprise, that's for sure.  The delivery
guy...was a girl.  I raced out of my bedroom, reaching the stairs as they
opened the door.  I had to see this, see the surprised looks on everyone's
faces...if I could.

   "Oh..." Sandy said almost immediately.  I could only imagine.  But then
I heard the delivery girl speak on her side of the door.

   There was a smile in her voice when she did.  "And to think that
something like this would probably never happen to me!" She had stated, and
then added..."that'll be twenty-two fifty."

   "Ah...come in, let me get my wallet," Sandy said stepping back, as did
Diane, as the cute little blonde in the Pizza delivery uniform stepped into
the house, handing off the two large pizza's to Diane, drinking her in as
she did so.  And then she caught me standing there on the stairway looking
down at the three of them.  Likewise nude, and likewise aroused again.

   "Damn...even better," she smiled.  "I don't suppose..."

   "Maybe...another time," Sandy said walking over, handing her the money,
though she then leaned forward kissing the woman on the cheek as she did
that, careful to allow one of her breasts to just brush against the front
of hers.

   "I hope so..." she said looking at the two of them, and then once again
towards me, smiling, shaking her head, and reluctantly stepping back out
through door.  Sandy closed it, turned looking up towards me.

   "Don't even think about it," she said, to which Diane agreed just as
quickly.  "You'll have your hands full with the two of us, let alone
three."

   I knew then, this was going to be a long and enjoyable night.

   **

   I picked up the pizza from the kitchen table and followed the girls
downstairs to the den.  Diane had stopped long enough to remove a pitcher
of margaritas from the refrigerator.  The problem with that was, I didn't
have much of a tolerance for hard alcohol.  Any more than two drinks and
I'd be dealing with the bed spins.  An experience I wasn't too keen on
allowing again.  The downside was, after two drinks...when the buzz wore
off that I did have, I got tired, really...really tired, especially after
having a nice hard climax.  Which I'd had.

   "Two drinks...no more than that," I warned them both as Diane poured,
and as Sandy divvied up the pizza.

   "Party pooper," Sandy teased me.

   I just shook my head, trying to ignore her for the moment, which wasn't
easy.  After all, all three of us were still naked, and I was starting to
become aroused again, with the help of the tequila.  The one upside to
drinking it for me.

   But...I was also thinking sort of anyway...rationally again too. 
Thinking with my head, and not my dick...though that could change any
moment.  As I sat there admiring the two of them, their similarities and
differences, I managed to convince myself that so far at least, Sandy and I
hadn't really done too much of anything.  Which made it easier for me to
accept perhaps, with her being my sister and all.  Aside from a little
touching, we hadn't done much of anything else.  Though I had indeed probed
my sister's pussy with my fingers, I hadn't done so for very long.  Nor had
she really done much with me either.  Barely a hand job, if you could even
call it that in the shower, and then holding onto it while she came. 
Though I had as well.  Even then, there wasn't a whole lot going on as she
did that.  Everything else was pretty much between the two of them, and
that I rationalized...I could live with.  I wasn't sure I could live with
or accept too much of anything else.

   The "Your turn next thing," had excited me, but it had worried me too.
Having Sandy watch Diane and I was no longer any hindrance to me.  I could
easily handle that well enough.  But doing much more than what the two of
us had done, wasn't something I was quite so willing to allow myself to
think on, let alone do just yet.

   Still struggling with that while I had sense enough to before my dick
took over my thinking, Diane then announced it was time for me to be inside
her "Hot wet pussy," as she called it.  I'd been looking forward to that
myself.  When she positioned herself down on the floor, on all fours as it
were, I knew how she wanted it.  One of my favorites as well.  Good old
doggy.  But there was to be one slight variation on that particular theme
as it turned out.  I watched as my own sister then slid up under and
beneath her.

   "Come on Brian...you fuck it, while I lick it," she told me.

   However my thoughts were..."Which it...are you planning on licking?"

   The other problem was, my dick had taken over my thinking.  Smiling, I
saddled up behind Diane, placing my prick at the opening of her wet
glistening slit, teasing her, toying with her, just as Sandy was doing to
her with her tongue.

   "Put it in already damn it!  And fuck me!  I need you to fuck me, and
especially with her sucking my friggin clit!"

   I slid in and out of that slippery tight fuck tunnel of Diane's,
enjoying the sensation, though well aware of the fact my sister's tongue
was somewhere in the mix as well.  I tried not to think about it, though
occasionally sensing...and yeah, perhaps feeling, when she'd accidentally
on purpose, maybe give it a lick or two while it was going in and out down
there.  Hard to say...but with my mind buzzing from the booze, and my dick
happy as a clam (or inside one as they say) I wasn't playing with a full
deck at the time either.

   And then when Diane climaxed, once again screaming out at almost the top
of her lungs, that did it for me as well.  I shoved, held...felt the first
delicious spurts of my own copious release filling her cunt.  Afterwards,
collapsing back, drained, exhausted...spent.  And my sister, now licking
the remnants of our mutual spending out of Diane's pussy.

   I didn't want to think about it.  Rationalization, and
sleep...overcoming me.

   "That's it...I'm done.  I warned you two about the booze.  Booze and
orgasms don't mix for me.  I'm headed to bed!"

   On still unsteady legs, I managed to stand.  Though pleased contentment
still showed in Diane's eyes...Sandy's still held a look of lust and
desire. I could only laugh looking down at the two of them.

   "Have fun," I said honestly, which I knew they would...just managing to
stagger back up to my bedroom, collapsing into bed without even pulling the
sheets up.  I was sound asleep within minutes.

   **

   The next thing I knew, was the sensation of a warm mouth engulfing my
cock.  I moaned, still half asleep, though the pleasantness of it was
stirring me.  "Diane," I moaned once more partially awake now, hearing her
mouthing me, slurping away.  My cock rapidly hardening again, the effects
of the booze now having worn off well enough, along with a little sleep
anyway, that I was becoming aroused once again.  And then she slithered up
and over towards my face.  Diane knew damn good and well just how much I
loved eating her, a bit jealous of my sister that she had been doing so
earlier, and I hadn't.  It was now time to make up for that, which I was
getting ready to do when I saw my bedroom door open.  And not just a crack
this time either.  I smiled inwardly.  Sandy, the one with obvious
voyeuristic tendencies as I'd come to realize them...and me.  Me, with the
equally obvious exhibitionistic ones perhaps.  I really enjoyed, and was
getting off, on Sandy's watching me lately.

   "You might as well come in, sit down on the bed, and enjoy yourself," I
told my sister as Diane moved up over my face.  Though the room was dark,
there was just a fraction of moonlight coming in through the window that
you could just barely see well enough by.  I looked up, just moments before
that gorgeous bare pussy of Diane's descended down over my face.  Hands
already reaching up to attach themselves to her equally beautiful breasts.
My tongue already dancing on the floor of her swollen hard little clit.  I
felt the bed press down beside me, smiling as Sandy no doubt sat looking
on. Diane now leaning back, her hand finding me, holding me and playing
with me as I continued to assault her sweet cunt.

   And then I felt another hand.  Sandy's hand, wrapping itself around my
dick, stroking me...jerking me.  I shuddered at the delightful touch,
fighting emotionally with myself.  I mean, it wasn't as though she hadn't
already done that.  Or that I had in fact fingered her as well.  But I knew
that if things continued the way they seemed to be, a lot more than that
could easily happen.  All she had to do was lean over in fact...and suck me
into her mouth.  It was time to remove that temptation.

   "I need to fuck you," I said into Diane's cunt, almost regretfully as I
told her that, though she quickly moved up and off my face, sliding down,
her pussy immediately gathering me, her lips surrounding, measuring, and
then she leaned up, down...and I was again inside her.

   "Oh fuck!" She moaned, moving on me...me moving inside her, faster and
faster until I thought the bed might collapse, the sound of the headboard
already banging against the wall as our coupling intensified.  And then she
came...crying out, screaming.  Only it wasn't Diane's cry of ecstasy that I
heard and was so familiar with...but Sandy's!  I felt my cock lurch
however, spewing it's precious load deep inside her pussy, bathing her over
and over again with its forceful release.

   We soon after collapsed against one another, chests heaving, breath
trying to be restored as the light on my nightstand finally came on.  Diane
sitting next to us, having done so.

   "Well?  Was it as good as you thought it would be?" She asked actually
smiling, I even think there was a tear in her eye as she said that, as she
reached out and gently caressed Sandy's arm, and then mine.

   "Better than I ever imagined it would be," Sandy answered back, and then
leaned forward, kissing me, kissing my lips which had tried to form words,
as I finally escaped, sitting up, forcing her to do so as well.  I looked
down at her pussy.  The hair gone, looking over at Diane now as she tried
holding back a giggle.

   "We didn't know how long it would fool you, but we hoped that it might,
at least long enough...which it obviously did," she announced.

   "I just fucked..."

   "Your sister," Diane answered for me.  "And it was hot watching it too!"
She then added.

   "You're ok?  You're not..."

   "Jealous?  No.  Why would I be?  I love you, I love your sister.  And I
know she loves us both equally as much.  There's no room for jealousy here.
None at all.  The only issue for you the way I see it, is in accepting
that. Accepting the fact that your sister needs you in much the same way
that I do.  And if I'm ok with that...what about you?  You ok with sharing
your sister with me too?"

   I was dumbfounded, once again looking at Sandy.

   "You're...you're ok with all this?  Really?  This is what you want?"

   "What do you want Brian?" She asked pointedly.  "I know what I
want...especially now, especially after all this.  I want you both, as
often as we can manage it.  I want this cock inside me, and I want to be
able to do that whenever I feel like it.  And I likewise want Diane to feel
the same way too.  No jealousy between us.  So the only question is...how
do you feel about fucking your own sister?"

   This time I thought with my real head, as I leaned forward, placing my
lips on my sister's lips, kissing her, and gently rolling her over onto her
back.  I once again felt the head of my dick part the supple folds of her
cum drenched pussy, and drove it home.

   End




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