Jim and His Two Sisters

1.Jim

It was my 17th birthday and I had the blues.  I lived in a house with three females: my mom and my two older sisters.  Melissa was three years older than me.  She was at university, in her third year of college.  She was a little overweight, like me, and she was super self-conscious about it.  I always thought she was really pretty even so, even though she was my sister.  She had the reddest hair in the family, which she usually kept in a prim bun.  She is all soft and curvy, with a round, squeezable butt and a nice big set of boobs that really compliment her figure.  I have to admit that ever since we both hit puberty, I’d hoped to catch a glimpse of her rack uncovered; but thus far it had never happened.  Melissa is the shy and quiet one in our family, with a sweet little secret smile that hid a world of naughtiness.  We had always been pals growing up.  Melissa and I told each other everything.  Well, almost everything.

Rachel was the oldest child.  She is six years older than Melissa, and could hardly be more different.  She is the athlete of the family: tall and thin, almost boyish.  She can be quick tempered, but she isn’t mean.  Always responsible, practical to a fault.  After college, she started her own business, a website design thing, which she ran out of our basement.  It had been picking up over the past couple years, and now generated enough business that she could do it full time.  She had shoulder length curly auburn hair, and green eyes that flashed whenever she was angry or passionate about something, which was often.  We had always had a rocky relationship; I think our age difference made things difficult.  When I was thirteen, there had been an incident where I had gotten into the habit of “borrowing” her dirty panties. I would jerk off into them, and hide them in my sock drawer.  For some stupid reason, I didn’t think she would notice.  She stormed into my room one night and recovered six pairs of her underwear.  She told me off, called me a creep and a pervert, and threatened to tell Mom if I ever did it again.  She didn’t tell though, in the end, and she definitely cured me of snooping.

And then there was me, Jim: the underachiever.   17 and still a virgin.  I had never had a girl friend, never even had a real kiss.  I had graduated from high school a semester early and I’d been accepted to a couple different colleges, but I had decided not to go just yet.  I still didn’t really know what I wanted to do with my life. Meanwhile, I worked part time at a used book store and masturbated a lot.

The morning of my birthday, I slept fairly late, and got up just in time to see Mom before she went to work.  She is a nurse at the Presbyterian Hospital.  She kissed me on the cheek and gave me a card, which contained a check for fifty dollars.   Then she headed out the door.

Rachel had to leave early and do some stuff for her business, so I opened her present first.  It was a new wrist watch.  “Now maybe you’ll be on time once in a while.” she teased me.  She ruffled my hair fondly, and headed out the door.

That left Melissa and me alone.  “Open my present!” she begged.  It was a book, I could tell that much.  I tore off the wrapping.  It was an illustrated copy of ‘The Lord of The Rings’; one of my favorite books.  When she saw how happy I was with it, Melissa kissed me on the head and gave me a big warm hug.  I always loved getting hugs from Melissa.  Sometimes it gave me an erection.  I felt more than a little bit guilty about that, but it just felt so nice to be held that close to her, pressed against her warmth and her breasts.

In honor of my birthday, Melissa made breakfast: Rice Krispies.  As we ate our cereal, I felt her scrutinizing me from across the table.

“You’re really growing up little Bro.”

“Yeah, I’m 17. Big deal. Woohoo.”

“Listen” she said, suddenly serious “Don’t take this the wrong way, but I do have another birthday present for you, if you want it.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.  She was being mysterious.  My curiosity was definitely peaked.

“Well” she said, and paused “I know you’ve never seen a girl’s boobs before.  In person I mean, not just in porn.”

It was true and she knew it.  Just the other night we had both been bitching about our non-existent love lives.  I had complained that I had never even seen a pair of breasts; she said she hadn’t seen a penis in over three years.  She knew that I was a virgin.  I knew that she wasn’t; and that she had only had sex with one guy, and that had been in high school.  But how did she know about my pornography habit?

“I thought” she went on “that you might want to see mine.  If you want to, I mean.  Don’t feel like you have to.  Just if you want.”

I was speechless.  I could only nod.

“Does that mean you want to see them?

I croaked “Yes, please.”

“Ok” she said, standing up.  “I hope you like them.”

She unbuttoned her shirt as she walked around the table toward me.  When she was standing next to me, she pulled off her t-shirt and dropped it on the floor.

“Now don’t take this the wrong way.” she said as she reached behind her back to unsnap her lacy white bra.  I couldn’t look away.  What was the wrong way to take this anyway?  She pulled her bra off, and dropped it on the floor next to her shirt.  Her beautiful tits were in full view, just inches from my face.  I thought my cock would burst through the zipper of my jeans.

“What do you think?”

“They’re beautiful… unbelievable… can I touch them?”

“Um…” she hesitated and I held my breath.  “I guess so.”

I cupped her left breast in my hand.  It was warm and soft and heavy, and felt incredibly sexy.  I lowered my head and took her nipple in my mouth.  When she didn’t stop me I sucked on it gently, caressing her nipple with my tongue.  When I removed my mouth, it was pink, wet with my saliva and hard and pointy.

“Do you need to… um… masturbate?” Melissa was looking down at my crotch, which was about to explode.  You could have seen the lump in my sweat pants from the neighbor’s house.

Melissa and I had never actually talked about masturbation.  I guess we both assumed that we did it; you could hardly be a sexually frustrated young adult and not.  But this was the first time I had ever heard the word come out of her mouth.

“Yeah” I said heavily “I’m really turned on.  I’m going to have to jerk off soon.”

“Well” she said “Go ahead then.  I’m sure I don’t mind.”

As if in a trance, I unbuttoned and pulled down my pants.  My boner was peeking out from the waistband of my underwear.  I’m not sure I had ever been so hard in my life.  A lot of precome had oozed out, coating the head in slippery clear liquid.  I realized that Melissa was staring at my erection.  I remembered that she said she hadn’t seen a penis since she had been at college.  Well, I hoped she liked the looks of mine.  I knew that I wasn’t super hung, but I guessed that my penis was at least average sized.

“I’ve never seen a guy masturbate before.” she whispered.

“Well there’s not that much to it.” I said.  “It’s not going to take very long, I’m too excited.”

“If you want” she said “You could masturbate onto me.  I mean so you could come on my breasts.”

Well that sounded pretty awesome to me.

She lay down on her back on the kitchen floor.  I kicked off my pants and underwear, which were just in the way, and got down on my knees, straddling her stomach.  My swollen balls rested on her soft tummy.

“Please.” She said, her eyes glued on my engorged penis.  I started masturbating slowly.  I wanted to make it last, to give her a little show, but that just wasn’t happening.  Already I could feel my orgasm welling up in my toes.  Every time I stroked, it made her pancaked boobs jiggle.  I groaned and grunted and arched my back and jerked with abandon.  Seconds later I was coming.  It seemed to go on and on.  It was the most intense one I had ever had.  The first squirt actually hit her in the face.  I made a huge white puddle on her breasts and left a trail down her chest.  I couldn’t believe how much come came out.  I hadn’t done myself in a few days, and it really showed.  I must have pumped half a pint of hot sperm onto Melissa before my softening penis stopped leaking.

I thought she looked incredibly sexy like that, on her back, naked from the waist up, with my come all over her beautiful breasts and on her face.  She was grinning broadly.  I was about to apologize for getting come on her face when she scooped up a bunch of the puddle on her chest with two fingers and brought it to her mouth.

“Mmm” she said, licking her fingers clean.  “It’s been a long time… that’s some yummy stuff…” she eagerly scooped up more.  “Want a taste?”

Well I had tasted my own come before, and I didn’t think that much of it.  I don’t really mind the taste; it just doesn’t do anything for me.  But since she was offering… I licked the salty bitter sauce off my sisters’ fingers.  She seemed to like that.  She gave me a very unsisterly kiss on the lips, and proceeded to slurp up the rest of my come.

It was a little awkward after that.  I think we both started to realize what we had just done.  We got dressed quickly.  Melissa had to go to class, and I had to go to work.   She kissed me once more on the lips. “Happy Birthday Jimmy” she said, and ran upstairs to take a shower.

2. Rachel

The meeting wrapped up mercifully early.  I headed back home, eager to go downstairs to my office and get some coding done.  During the drive home, I thought about the little present I had left for my kid brother Jim.  Not the watch that might possibly inspire him to be on time once in a while; I had left him another present, one that he probably didn’t even know about yet.  Had it been a good idea?  I wasn’t sure.

When Jim was 13, and I was 19, he had developed the annoying habit of stealing my underwear out of my dirty laundry.  He hadn’t been especially subtle about it either:  within a week I was running out of panties!  I found the missing six pairs, all wadded up and stained in his sock drawer, and I confronted him about it.  I guess I was kind of a bitch about the whole thing.  I had said a couple things to him that were probably uncalled for.  But I had been pretty freaked out too. Later I wondered if I wasn’t partly to blame for his chronic shyness, his lack of self-confidence, and his continual lack of a girlfriend.  He wasn’t a bad-looking guy, really.  Just a little heavy.  My sister too, for that matter.  It ran in our family; I had to work hard to keep the fat off, especially from my hips and ass.  But it wasn’t like he was obese.  He could probably have just about any girl he liked, if he only assertiveness and faith in himself.

So I had decided to give him a little extra birthday present.  A little confidence booster, maybe.  If he liked my dirty underwear, well then I could certainly spare him one pair on his birthday.  That morning before I left for my meeting, I had dropped a pair of my panties into a padded envelope with his name on it, and left the envelope sitting on his bed.  The night before, I had masturbated in them, really grinding my clit with my vibrator through the material.  I got them pretty damp.  Then I slept in them.  They pretty much reeked of sex.  I hoped he liked them.  I would be mortified if after all that he thought it was gross.

When I pulled into the driveway, Melissa’s car was still parked in front of the house.  I went in through the front door and was on my way down to the basement where I kept my little office, when I heard something.  I don’t know what made me look, but I poked my head into the kitchen.

I couldn’t believe what I saw:  My little sister Melissa was lying on her back on the kitchen floor, naked from the waist up, and my kid brother Jim was straddling her, jerking off onto her (quite sizeable) boobs.  I’ve always been a little envious of her bust.  I know Jim liked them; I had caught him trying to catch a peek at them before.  Well now he was really getting an eyeful!

I was rooted to the spot as I watched them.  I didn’t know what to think.  They certainly seemed to be enjoying themselves.  I had never actually seen a guy masturbate before.  I thought it was kind of neat.  My little brother had a pretty big dick too.  I’ve seen one or two penises in my time, and his was large.  Not so big that it was like “Dear God what am I supposed to do with that thing”; just nice and fill-you-up big.

When he came (and it didn’t take very long) I was amazed at how much semen came out.  He squirted come all over Melissa: her boobs, her neck, her face, everything.  She didn’t seem to mind one bit.  Actually, I had the impression that she loved it.  As a matter of fact, when I thought about it for a second, I suspected that she might have set up this little situation.  Well good for her.  My baby sister needed some action in her life, and she sure wasn’t getting any at school.  And like my brother, I think she just needed a dose of self-confidence.

As they cleaned up, I took the opportunity to slip away downstairs.  I realized that I was seriously turned on.  I mean really wet.  Watching those two fool around had really gotten me going.  It had been several months since I had been with anyone; running my business just kept me too busy.

I tried to concentrate on programming, but the throbbing button between my thighs required immediate attention.  I hiked up my skirt, pulled down my panties, and let my fingers do the walking to a very satisfying orgasm.  When I was done, I realized that I had been picturing my two younger siblings fooling around upstairs. Weird.

I thought about going up to Jim’s room and taking my present back, assuming that he hadn’t found it yet.  After all, he seemed to have fish of his own to fry now.  Then I thought better of it.  Better to let things go on as I had originally planned and just see what happened. What the hell, right?

I worked on the computer till late afternoon, then back aching and eyes burning, I had to go out to meet another potential client.  After that meeting, I met up with a friend from college and had a couple drinks.  By the time I got home, it was late, and I was exhausted.  Melissa was out somewhere, probably at the college library if I knew her.  I went up to Jim’s room, saw the light on under the door, and knocked softly.  There was a rustle and I heard Jim’s voice “Just a minute!”

A couple moments later, Jim opened the door.  He was flushed and nervous, and looked like he had just thrown clothes on.  There was quite a large bulge in his pajama bottoms.  When he saw it was me, he blushed a deep red.

“I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday one more time.” I said, trying to keep a straight face.  “Did you have a good time today?”

He gulped “Yeah, I had a good day.”

“Did you like your presents?”

He blushed even deeper, if such a thing was possible.  “Yeah.  They were great.  Thank you.”

“All your presents?”  I raised one eyebrow.

He wouldn’t look me in the eye.

“Did you find the other present that I left for you?”

“Yeah” he said “Thank you.  Listen, I never really apologized…”

“Don’t worry about it.  Can I come in for a little?”

“Sure.” He said.  I entered his room and sat down on his bed.  He closed the door and sat down next to me.  He seemed very uncomfortable.

“So” I said “Do you like them?  Was it a good present?”

“Yes” he said “Thank you Rachel.”

“I’ve always kind of wondered” I went on, feeling more than a little embarrassed myself, “What did you do with them, when you borrowed them?”

“Well, I you know, I masturbated with them.”

“Well, yeah, I figured that much.  But how?  Did you wear them?”

If he blushed any redder, he might pass out from lack of blood to the brain.  “No” he said “Not like that.  I used to… God I can’t believe I’m telling you this… Well if you really want to know, I used to wrap them around my dick and masturbate into them.  I know it sounds sick, but it felt really good.”

“So is that what you were going to do with my present?  Is that what you were doing when I knocked?”

He nodded.

“Well don’t let me stop you.” I said “Don’t be shy!”

He pulled my dirty panties out from where he had shoved them under his pillow.  They were a simple pair of cotton high cut bikini, white with red and blue teddy bears printed on them.  I admit I have a weakness for cutesy-pie underwear.

“Go ahead.” I said.

I couldn’t look away as Jim pulled down his sweat pants, revealing his sizeable erection.  For the second time that day, I admired his cock.  Almost shyly, he wrapped my underwear around his shaft and started stroking up and down.  I was fascinated.

I had never ever been attracted to my brother.  The fact was, since my early teens, I had known that I was a lesbian.   I am attracted to girls first of all.  I had dated a few guys, even had orgasms with men; but women are what I am really interested in.  I had never thought of Jim sexually before.  Even leaving this present for him had been just an… experiment.  I had thought it would be fun, for Jim and for me too maybe.  But I had never thought of taking it further than teasing him a little.  So why was I so fucking turned on?

Jim was stroking his big cock harder and faster now.  The swollen purple head peeked out from the white cotton material.  I don’t know why, but I found the whole situation intensely sexy.

“Let me” I said “Just for a second.”  I reached out, and he let my hand replace his own.  His cock was big and hard and hot through the sheer cotton.  It felt nice.  It had been years since I had held a penis in my hand.  I stroked him slowly, enjoying the sensation, enjoying pleasuring my little brother.

“God” he moaned “Rachel… I can’t believe…  I’m going to come soon.”

“Go ahead Jimmy, come for me.”  I jerked him off, faster and faster.  This was fun!

Suddenly, he moaned loudly, and squirted streams of hot come onto my hand and all over the panties.  For having come just that morning, he sure produced an awful lot!  I kept stroking him as his cock spasmed and started to soften.  His come was hot on my hand.  “Happy Birthday Jim.” I said when he was all done.

“That was incredible.” He said.

“Yeah…” I said.  “Listen, these really do need a wash now.  Want to trade?”  I stood up, and pulled down the more than moist panties I had on under my skirt.  The air felt cool on my wet pussy.  My vibrator was going to get a workout tonight!  I dropped them (red g-string with pink hearts) next to him on the bed where he was lying, staring up at the ceiling.  I ruffled his hair (with my clean hand), and left the room.

3. Melissa

I did what I usually do when I am bothered about something:  I studied.  After classes, I went to the library and worked on my research project.  I was pretty successful about not thinking about what had happened that morning.

By the time the library closed, my head ached, my eyeballs hurt, and I was starving.  I texted my friend Jen, and we met up at the all-night diner.

“What is it Melissa?” she asked “You aren’t here at all.  You seem so distracted.”

“Oh it’s nothing” I lied.

“Is there a guy?”

“Well, kind of…”

“Good for you girl!  You’ll have to tell me all about it!”

“I can’t yet.  I’m not sure it’s anything really.”

“Jump him Melissa!” Jen said, taking my hand from across the table, “Fuck his brains out.  Go for it!  You deserve this.”

As I drove home, I thought about what Jen had said.  What would she say if she knew that the guy who was distracting me was my own little brother Jim?  Probably not ‘Go for it’.  I didn’t even know what I thought.  Showing him my boobs that morning had been an impulse.  I didn’t know where that idea had come from.  Pity maybe?  But then events had gotten totally out of control.  It wasn’t right.  This wasn’t how brothers and sisters are supposed to behave.  And why had I enjoyed it so much?

I remembered the sight of Jim’s swollen, needy cock in his hand, the look on his face as he came on me, the sounds he made as he orgasmed.  I remembered the sensation of his scalding hot come splashing all over my face and tits.  I remembered tasting his salty, bitter semen, and running up to the shower and masturbating furiously afterward.  I felt like a total pervert.

It had been over three years since I had been with a guy.  Lately I had been starting to give up hope.  I would just be an old spinster English teacher.  I had contemplated becoming a lesbian like my older sister Rachel, but I didn’t even know how one went about that.  And besides, when I let my fingers slip between my legs at night, it was men and their bodies that I pictured, not girls.  When I downloaded porn on the internet, it was all blowjobs, and men and women having sex, or beautiful gay boys getting it on.  No, I definitely wasn’t a lesbian.

Jim had been my buddy since we had been little kids together.  I had never thought of him sexually before.  He was just my brother.  Sometimes annoying, but always there for me.  We talked all the time, about anything at all.  I wasn’t falling in love with him; that would have been like falling in love with my right arm.  I couldn’t deny that I was sexually interested in him though.  I didn’t know what to do.

By the time I got home, Mom had left for work, and Jim and Rachel had both gone to bed.  I watched TV for a while and then went to bed, but I couldn’t sleep.  I needed to masturbate, and the image of Jim, kneeling over me with his cock in hand wouldn’t leave my head.  Ever since high school when I had discovered boys, giving blowjobs has been my favorite masturbatory fantasy.  There was nothing I liked better, nothing that excited me more than having a big hard cock in my mouth: not even being gone down on made me that wet.  I hadn’t really sucked that many dicks, but I thought that I was pretty good at it.  There is something indescribably sexual about having a guy’s most precious possession in your mouth, being totally in control, giving yourself over to giving pleasure.  And Jim had a beautiful cock.  I had to admit that.  It wasn’t porn-star gigantic, but it was plenty big, and beautifully shaped with a nicely defined purple head and a thick veiny shaft.  I wondered if I could get it all in my mouth.  I wondered what it would be like to try.  I masturbated myself to sleep, imagining sucking Jim’s dick, bringing him to the brink of orgasm, and then slipping his wet cock up my juicy pussy…

The next morning, breakfast was torture.  I couldn’t look at Jim, and he barely spoke to me.  Rachel seemed to pick up on the weird energy too.  The meal was very tense, with hardly any of us talking.  The only one who seemed unaffected was mom, who chatted all the way through breakfast before leaving for work.

Rachel went downstairs to her little office.  That left me and Jim alone together.  Jim had the day off from the record store where he worked, and I didn’t have class until afternoon.  Jim excused himself and went upstairs.  He hadn’t said two words to me all morning.  I did a little washing up, and thought things through.  I didn’t want things to be weird between me and Jim.  There was no way I was going to lose my little brother as a friend.  I went up to his room to talk to him.

I tapped at his closed door.  “Jim, can I come in?  I’d like to talk.  Please?”

Jim opened the door and let me in.  I sat down next to him on his bed.

“Are you mad at me?” he asked sheepishly.

“Of course I’m not mad at you” I said, taking his hand.  “Why would I be mad at you?”

“Because of what I did yesterday morning.”

“What we did, you mean.  Remember, I started it.”

“So are things going to be ok between us?”

“Of course.” I squeezed his hand “You’ll always be my brother and my best friend.”

“Thank you Melissa.  I’m sorry I was weird.”

“That’s ok.  This whole situation is kind of weird.”

“Yeah.”

“So now that we have that straight…”

“Yeah?”

“Well… do you want to?” I could see the bulge in his pants already.  Jim might not know what to say, but his cock had clearly made up its mind already.  I lifted up my sweatshirt, giving him a peek at my bra-encased boobs.  “Come on now, I mean why not?”

There was no denying the erection clearly visible under his pants now.  I peeled off my sweatshirt and bra, setting the girls free.  Jim unzipped and pulled down his pants, releasing his straining cock.

“Mmm delicious…” I lay back on the bed.  “Go ahead Jim.”

“You are so beautiful Melissa.”  Nobody had ever said that to me before, except Mom, and she had to.  He straddled me, stroking his beautiful penis as I watched.

I loved watching him masturbate, watching him touch himself and watch me.  I was getting terribly turned on.

“Why don’t you put it between my breasts?”

He moved forward, and I pressed my boobs together, capturing his hot penis.  He moaned softly, and started thrusting, fucking my tits.  I found it incredibly erotic, seeing his purple cock head poking out from my cleavage, barely lubricated by our sweat and his precome.

I couldn’t restrain myself any longer.  Releasing his penis from between my tits, I slid down the bed, opening my mouth for his penis.  As I tried to swallow his big cock, I heard him groan something unintelligible.  His cock was hard and hot and swollen and eager.  I worked him with my mouth, sucking and licking for all I was worth, stroking him with one hand as I sucked.  I was grinding my thighs together, squeezing my sex as I blew him.  He was fucking my mouth now, and I could tell it wouldn’t be long.  I couldn’t hold back any more; I slipped a hand inside my sweatpants and found my throbbing clit.  I rubbed myself furiously as I sucked him.  He had his hands in my hair, and was moaning out loud.  Suddenly, his moaning turned into a cry, and he erupted, filling my mouth with his hot salty come.  I slurped and drank him as I masturbated.  My own orgasm rocked my body seconds later. His limp penis slipped from my mouth as I writhed on his bed, my hand busy inside my pants.

When I was finished, I put my sweatshirt back on, and Jim got dressed.  We were both a little embarrassed, I think.  I went to take a shower and get ready for school.  As I was leaving though, I caught a glimpse of a pair of girls’ panties half hidden under his pillow.  They were red with pink hearts.  Unless I was very much mistaken, it was a pair that belonged to Rachel.

4. Jim

I couldn’t believe what had just happened, what was happening to me.  Just two days ago, I had been a 16-year old loser virgin.  Now I was a 17-year old virgin with a sex life.  The fact that I was getting attention from both my sisters was just too weird.  Not that I was complaining, far from it.

Melissa – shy, well-behaved Melissa had just given me a blowjob.  I couldn’t believe it.  And last night, Rachel had jerked me off.  And I had thought she was a dyke!  Until the day before, no girl had ever seen my dick, never mind touched it.  That it was my two sisters who were providing the attention was clearly sick and wrong.  This probably should have bothered me.  At that moment it didn’t trouble me one bit.

I was in such a relaxed state that I drifted off to sleep and didn’t wake up again until noon.

5. Rachel

I had been a frustrating morning already.  My computer froze up, and I lost a lot of data that I then had to reenter.  I was getting a headache.  I went up to the kitchen to get a glass of water and to move my body.  Nobody seemed to be around.  Melissa’s car was in the driveway.  I wondered.

I went upstairs to my bedroom, which was directly across the hall from Jim’s.  I stopped in front of his door.  Feeling a little guilty, feeling like a sneak, I put my ear to the door and listened.

Sure enough, I heard Jim moaning “God Sis, you to it so well… oh it feels so good… fuck I can’t stop… I’m going to come in your mouth… mmmm yes!”

Well, those randy kids!  I had heard enough.  I tiptoed away, and went downstairs and back to work.  Only now I was having a lot of trouble concentrating.

I kept thinking of Amy, my last girlfriend, and her sexy little ass.  Amy had a penchant for spanking, and I had been happy to oblige.  She had also enjoyed anal stimulation, and I had spent many happy hours flat on my back with my tongue up her butt.  Before I knew it, I was all turned on again.

I knew that Melissa had class in the afternoon; she would have left for school already.  I wondered how often a nineteen year old guy could get off.  I decided to try and find out.

Jim was sprawled out on the couch, reading a book.  “Hey Bro” I chirped, catching him by surprise.  “Whatcha doing?”

“Nothing” he said “What’s up?”

“That’s what I was wondering” I said, cocking an eyebrow.  It was amazing how fast his dick reacted.  The lump in has pants grew as I watched.  Guy’s anatomy is so cool!  “So did you like getting off onto my panties last night?”

He blushed pinkly at that.  “Yeah” he said “I sure did.”

“So would you like to do it again?”

He was still blushing.  It was cute.  “Um… sure.”

“Hey” I said, teasing him “Have you ever seen a girl’s breasts before?  Do you want to see mine?”

“Yeah” he said, avoiding, I noticed the first question “I’d love to see them.”

“They’re not as big as Melissa’s” I said casually “But I haven’t had too many complaints.”  I pulled off my t-shirt and sports bra, displaying my bare breasts for him.  Despite my brash words, I really did hope that he liked them.  If there is one thing I am insecure about on my body, it is my tits.

I shouldn’t have worried.  Jimmy was gaping like a kid in a candy store.  It made me feel pretty good, for some reason.  I liked displaying myself for my little brother.  This was definitely a little sick.  Jim had his penis out, and damn if it didn’t look good.

“Damn Bro, you almost make we wish…”

“What?”

“Nothing.  Do you still want to come on my panties?”

“Oh yeah.”

I grinned wickedly “Well what are you waiting for then?”  I unbuttoned my jeans, and stepped out of them.  I was wearing a rainbow-striped pair.  I bounced onto the couch and spread my thighs wide.  “Go ahead!”

I guess Jim was starting to get used to all this sisterly attention, because he hardly hesitated.  He got on his knees between my legs and started jerking off to me.  I lay back and tugged on my nipples and enjoyed the show.  This was way better than porn.

“Go on Jim” I encouraged him “You like rubbing yourself on my pretty panties?  Well go ahead, I’m not stopping you!”

He pressed his dick against my panty-clad pussy, and I gasped.  The pressure of his penis against my clit was delightful.  He rubbed his cock up and down the crotch of my panties, in between my labia.  My underwear was riding up and exposing a lot of skin.  I keep my pubes waxed, or Jim would have been getting an eyeful of bush.  The feeling of his dick head bumping against my little clit was exquisite.  I was really going to come from this.  Holy shit, little Jimmy was going to get me off!  I pinched and pulled my nipples hard, and gave myself over to the moment.

As I watched, he went off, shooting white blobs onto the front of my panties.  It was a lot less than the last time; a tablespoon or so of pearly white beads.  Seeing him shoot off was all it took to set me off.  I came, gasping and writhing with the pleasure of it.  It was one of the strongest orgasms I had had in a long time.

We got cleaned up, and dressed, and I left my gooey panties with Jim.  I went back downstairs to work.  I always code better after I’ve had an orgasm.

6. Melissa

When I got home from school, Jim was crashed out on the couch.  That kid sure can sleep!  I thought about waking him up with a friendly afternoon blowjob.  Then I noticed a wadded-up pair of rainbow-striped panties on the couch next to his face, a pair of panties I knew for a fact belonged to Rachel.  Curiouser and curiouser!

7. Jim

Two days without any sisterly attention!  They hadn’t been weird to me at all, hadn’t ignored me or acted snippy to me; if anything they had both been too normal, too blasé.

Two days without any action… I might just have to masturbate.  It was Saturday evening; Mom was off at her weekly ‘Girls Night’, Melissa was probably at the library, and I had no idea where Rachel was.

I stripped out of my clothes, wrapped my fist around my already hard cock, and buried my nose in the crotch of Rachel’s panties, inhaling her intoxicating sex-smell.  (I hadn’t told her about that part: WAY too embarrassing!)

While I lay on my bed and stroked, I thought about Melissa’s big, beautiful tits, the way the nipples got all red and erect, the way her breasts jiggled when she moved.  I thought about her thrusting her hand down her pants and the way she gasped when she came.  I thought about Rachel’s smaller, perkier tits, and the way it felt to rub my dick all over her panty-covered pussy.

I never even heard the door open.  “Hey” Melissa said softly, and I pulled the panties off my face and sat up with a start, my erection bobbing around like a jack-in-the-box.  “Are you busy?”

She was standing in the doorway, wearing a tiny pair of white panties and a white Wallace and Gromit t-shirt with no bra on underneath.  Rachel was standing behind her in the hallway, smirking.

“So did you save any for me?” Melissa asked with a grin as she entered the room.  She pulled the t-shirt off as she climbed onto the bed, setting her big boobs free.  The nipples were pink and upturned.

Melissa swallowed my cock with aplomb and I gasped aloud.  Her mouth was so incredibly hot and wet!  Rachel, standing just inside my bedroom door in grey slacks and a blouse, giggled.

I reached forward and cupped Melissa’s breasts in my hands.  They were soft, heavy, and warm, and felt really good to hold.  Her nipples were like gumdrops.  She looked up at me, and my wet dick popped out of her mouth.  Rachel giggled again.  Then Melissa kissed the head of my cock, reached underneath me and grabbed an ass cheek in each hand, and started slurping, licking, and sucking my dick in earnest.

At that rate it was going to take me about two seconds to come.  I tried to protest, to prolong the experience, to make it last, but Melissa was having none of that!  One of her fingers found my butt hole and was tracing tiny little circles around my anus.  Meanwhile, her head was bobbing up and down, and she was sucking on my dick like she was trying to get to the bottom of a very thick milkshake.

I came hard, writhing and shouting and growling and moaning.  Melissa kept her mouth on my dick, sucking up my juices until I was too sensitive to be touched and had to push her away.  She lounged on my bed, licking her lips like a satisfied cat.

“Was that ok?” she asked.

“Oh. My. God.” was all I could respond with.

“I think,” Rachel said, “That you should lick her pussy now.”  She had removed her outer layer of clothes during the blowjob and was now standing next to the bed in a matching black bra and panties.  “I bet she’d really like that.”

Melissa pulled her knees up to her chest and peeled off her panties, then spread her legs invitingly.  Her pussy was crowned with a lush triangle of golden-red curly hair.  Her fat lips pouted eagerly out like the petals of a rose.  I could see her pink clitoris, like a swollen pea, poking out near the top of her slit.  This was my first ever look at an actual female pussy.  It looked delicious.

I climbed between her thighs.  It WAS delicious!  I slathered my tongue up and down Melissa’s wet pussy, from the crack of her but cheeks up to her clit, which made her jump.  I loved the taste, the scent, the sensation of having my face in her pussy.  I loved having her wetness all over me.  I slurped away like a dog licking out a tin can, trying to get all of my tongue up inside her.  My erection came back with a vengeance.

“Lick her clit!”  “Lick my clit!” the girls exclaimed at the same time.  I complied.

Melissa grabbed the back of my head, grinding me into her crotch.  She came loud and long all over my face, squealing and kicking.  I felt like King of the World.

When she was all done, she released my head (which was good because that meant I could breathe again) and sprawled out gasping on the bed.

While I was busy, Rachel had joined us on the bed.  “Got any condoms lying around Bro?” she asked me.

“I’m on the pill,” Melissa exclaimed, “I don’t need to use a condom to fuck my little brother!

‘Holy Fucking Shit’ I remember thinking: ‘I’m going to get laid!’

Melissa re-centered herself on the bed a little bit, spread her legs wide, and started playing with her pussy.  Her large breasts were pancaked onto her chest, and her pussy was seriously wet and making squooshing noises as her fingers worked.  Rachel bent over, kissed me on the head of my dick, and swatted me on the ass.  “Let’s see some action tiger!”

I positioned myself between Melissa’s spread legs and aimed my raging hard cock right at its target.  Melissa spread herself apart for me.  I nudged forward and she nudged forward and suddenly my dick was inside her pussy.

It felt so good!  I couldn’t believe how hot she was inside.  Melissa gasped out loud and pulled me deeper inside.  She fit my cock like a glove.  It was so hot, so slippery, so tight in there that I couldn’t move for a second, because I knew if I moved the tiniest bit, I was going to come right away.

I heard a buzzing noise.  Rachel had stripped out of her underwear (her smallish upturned nipples were cherry-red, and her pussy was shaved completely bare), and she had produced a small silver vibrator somewhere that she was applying between her legs.

“Oh that feels so fucking GOOD!” Melissa moaned, and Rachel ground the vibrator harder against her own clit, “Oh fuck yeah!  God I’ve missed having a cock inside me!  Come on little bro, FUCK ME!”

I held my breath and thought about math and started fucking Melissa’s hungry cunt.  Every time I thrust forward, she pushed back at me, and my dick was buried a little deeper inside her.  Finally, I was all the way inside and our pubes were mashed together.

“Ok bro, fuck me hard now!”

I started sliding my dick in and out of Melissa’s pussy.  I slid it almost all the way out, until just the head was buried inside her, then slam it back in.  I thought my cock looked really sexy, all covered in my sister’s juices.  It did feel incredibly good.  It was like being high.  I really couldn’t believe that I wasn’t coming all over her yet, the way her pussy was squeezing my dick.  I just rode the cloud and fucked her with all my might.

Rachel crawled over, and the two sisters started kissing and fondling each others breasts, just like two girls in a porno.  Just watching them was pushing me over the edge.

“Oh fuck sis, he’s going to make me come!”  Melissa wrapped her legs around my backside and ground her pussy into my cock, making little animal noises, grunts and gasps as she shook.  I let myself go, fucking deep into her pussy and shouting out loud as I came, squirting my semen deep, deep, deep into her spasming vagina.

I collapsed on top of her, out sweaty flesh mashing together.  For a moment, the only sound was our gasping breath and the hum and squish of Rachel’s vibrator.  Then she came with a long, drawn-out groan.

“God you guys are sexy!” Rachel said a few moments later, “That was better than any porn I’ve ever seen!”

“Don’t pull out yet” Melissa said as I lifted my sticky chest off her breasts, “I think I can get off again.”

I kept my half-soft dick up inside her pussy while she masturbated her clit.  It was really sexy to watch, and to feel.  Rachel started sucking on Melissa’s nipples, alternating between the two breasts, making the nipples stand up tall.  It didn’t take long for Melissa to come again, eyes squeezed tight, body shaking.

All this had made me hard all over again.  I pulled out of Melissa’s pussy, and she dove onto my cock, swallowing it with gusto.  She sucked me for a long time, but for all her efforts, she wasn’t able to make me come again.  Finally Rachel came up behind me and pressed a finger up into my asshole while I masturbated into Melissa’s hungry mouth.

“Wow.” was all Melissa could say.

“That was wild!” I said, and Rachel nodded agreement.  Then we all broke down laughing and giggling hysterically, naked and sweaty and totally exhausted.

8. Rachel

Not long after all this went down, I hooked up with this super cute girl named Jen who was really cute, really smart, really funny, scandalously young, and very into strap-ons and anal play.  So I became fairly oblivious to the goings-on around the house for a while.

I guess Jim and Melissa fucked like little weasels all summer.  Fortunately they were reasonably discrete about it, and I’m pretty sure Mom never clued in.

In the fall, things started to change.  Jim (who is way smarter than he gives himself credit for) landed himself a full-ride scholarship to Columbia that he decided to accept.  He was going to start there in the Spring semester.

Meanwhile, Melissa hooked up with this really cute older guy who worked at the university library.  Jim moped around for a while (I started giving him my used undies again, partly out of sympathy, partly because it was really hot to watch him masturbate with them.  A little perverted, yes, but I’m ok with that.)  But then he hooked up with this mousey-looking girl who worked with him at the bookstore and apparently had had a huge crush on him for a long time, and who (I am told) was an even bigger pervert than either me or Melissa.

Life is always an adventure.

13 Comments »

  1. Elsie Fan(ny) said

    I love this story. Throughout it, there is a lot of caring intertwined with the sex play. More importantly, it is very hot.

  2. Blake Wilson said

    WOW! Very intense and hot. Great storylines.

  3. Dave said

    Great story. Very good characters. They all seemed very real. I found myself very attracted to Melissa and wanted to masturbate onto her breasts too. That was really a great scene.
    Dave

  4. Rayge said

    It’s been a while since I read your stories at literotica. I’m really pleased to have rediscovered them again. That’s a powerful, and rather rare, talent you have for intertwining characterisation and believable plots with the erotic material. Thank you

  5. jannah sin said

    The story was good but if he fucked the stubborn bitch rachael in a threesome it would have been epic.

  6. jannah sin said

    i fucked racheal

  7. steve said

    Great story I would have fucked both Melissa and Rachael at the same time

  8. smapa said

    awesome story i’m really horny right now i ould fuck both melissa and rachel while they are having som lesbian action

  9. Yonatan said

    Wow, i never had such erotica story on my life… I musterbating three times in one movement

  10. ajeet said

    extreamly nyc pornography. i like it but on the end of story its strongly feeling from inside thats incompleat. u can describe much more at least that night …

  11. How can you br sp lucky and get all that fucking. I have a big hard on now.. Please get me some pussy.

  12. wingdas said

    that was supper eroticaly hot

  13. Orlando Vargas said

    The nature of your erotic compositions is delightful. I truly empathized with Jim and his shy, withdrawn behavior. The work itself well constructed and very witty in the expression of the players in the story. I laughed several times as I read as the imbedded humor was hysterical to visualize, that is the plight of Jim on his birthday. Thankyou, your writing speaks for itself

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