First off, thank you for reading, voting and commenting on my stories.
This is a four part series. I am currently making a few changes to Chapter 4, but hope to have it finished before Chapter 3 is posted.
I hope you enjoy it.
All characters depicted having sex are over 18.
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"WHAT THE FUCK, RHETT?!?"
My eyes bolted open as my youngest sister yelled at me.
Fuck. What time was it? Fuck this is bad.
"Why can't you just fucking masturbate in your room like everyone else? You have to come down here and watch your porn? And with Stephanie going through a horrible break-up! What a fucking bastard you are!" At 5'2" my 18 year old sister may be small, but as a cheerleader, has quite the vocal chords.
Just then my other sister let out a moan alerting our shared sister of her, or rather someone's, presence. I glanced over at Cassie to see if she registered who had made that noise, but saw only outrage. Outrage mixed now with curiosity.
"You brought a girl home to fuck?!? Seriously, Rhett, what the fuck is wrong with you. Porn and sex in the living room? Where anyone can come in and catch you?!? You are seriously..." She had been getting closer and closer. I had been trying to telepathically tell her to just leave. To not make things worse. Of course, telepathy is a not real and thus did nothing to stop my sister's advancement.
"WHAT. THE. EVER-LIVING. FUCK? RHETT? STEPHANIE? OHMYGOD! OHMYGOD! OHMYGOOOOOOOD!" She ran out of the room and into the kitchen.
I looked over at Stephanie and she had her hands up to her ears trying, vainly, to ease the throbbing of her ears after Cassie's outburst.
"Fuck, Steph. This is bad. What do we do?"
"Shh. Stay there. I'll deal with this."
"But how? We were caught. She knows. Oh my God. She'll tell..."
Stephanie placed a hand on my chest as she had sat up and was facing me by now. "She's my sister. I know what to say to calm her down."
She was my sister, too. And closer to my age. Why was it she knew what to say to her and I didn't. Also, why is she so calm about this?
But I didn't get to voice any of this. One, my mind was whirling with all the end of the world scenarios to process anything else. And two, my sister was slipping on that stupidly irrelevant shirt of hers and followed in the direction of Cassie.
I glanced over at the end table and saw a glass a quarter full of a brown liquid. Condensation had formed on the glass. I realized looking at that glass how thirsty I had become. I grabbed the glass and drained its contents down my throat. It wasn't all that surprising to taste sweet tea, but I was curious if it had been mine. It's not uncommon for us to have gallons of sweet tea in the fridge, hence why I make sure to label mine.
I was left alone with my thoughts.
What had caused Stephanie to practically jump me? Why hadn't I resisted her advances? What the fuck were we going to say to Cassie? Or, for that matter, what was Stephanie telling her right now?
It was at this point I heard a shriek and a loud moan. Almost as if someone had got hurt. I quickly sprung to my feet and haphazardly pulled up my jeans and made my way to the kitchen
Upon entering, I realized no one was in pain. Far from it. On the kitchen island with one foot resting on a bar stool and the other foot draped over Stephanie's bare shoulder, lay Cassie. Her cheerleader top lay discarded on the kitchen floor. Her hands were gripping the edges of the counter top. Her back was arched with only her shoulder and ass on solid surface. Mostly hidden under Cassie's cheerleader skirt, was Stephanie's head.
Stephanie had pulled a seat over. I figured at her height kneeling would have put her too low to reach Cassie's pussy and standing would have made her lean forward and, probably, a bit too uncomfortable.
"Oh. Fuck, Steph. Your tongue feels so good on my twat. How's my pussy taste, sis?," Cassie moaned.
"Mmmm...sssssssssss...gggggggggdddddddd," Stephanie mumbled in, I'm guessing, her folds.
"Oh God. That felt amazing. Do it again!"
Stephanie started "speaking" right in Cassie's pussy. The noises were more intelligible than anything, but Cassie was going off like a rocket. Stephanie stood from her seat, pushing the seat back in the process. Her head appeared and flipped the skirt up and over Cassie's tummy.
Stephanie then inserted two fingers into Cassie's pussy and began fingering our sister. "How do you like my finger, Cass? How would you like for Rhett to fuck this pretty, tight cunt of your?"
"YESSSS! Fuck me, Steph. Fuck me, loosen my cunt...loosen it for Rhett! I WANT RHETT..."
"What do you want, Cass? What do you want Rhett to do to your perfect little twat?"
"I want him...God, I want him to take me...take my...my vir...FUCK ME...virginity! FUCKING FUCK! I'M FUCKING CUUUUUMMING!"
The sight was surreal. Stephanie was ramming her fingers in and out of our sister's pussy. Cassie was squirming; I wasn't sure if she was trying to get away or trying to prolong her orgasm or if she was being tortured to death. In all of this, I was focused on one minute detail. One thing that was said. Cassie was a virgin. And she wanted me to punch her V-card.
After Cassie had finished her orgasm, Stephanie pulled her fingers from her hole and started to lick her fingers. She slowly turned towards the entrance. Once she saw my presence, she stalked up to me. Still licking her fingers. When she got to me, she wiped one of her digits on my upper lips under my nose. Then she traced that finger around my lips like a lip balm.
I couldn't help myself. God help me I tried. I licked my lips of my younger sister's nectar. It was then that Stephanie pushed the same finger in my mouth. I sucked on it. I ran my tongue over and around the invading digit.
"I was wondering how long you were going to sit on that couch, bro. So did you hear our little sister? Did you hear her scream for you?"
With the finger in my mouth, I merely nodded my head.
"Good. She's all wet and ready for you. You just need to lose these," and she quickly had my jeans around my ankles again. I was in a daze as I stepped out of my jeans and towards my panting sister.
I gripped her ankles. I caressed up her legs with a light almost feathery touch. My entire focus was on her leg where my hand touched her. I got to her knee and pulled her leg up. I kissed the inside of her thigh. I vaguely heard Cassie mewl. My kisses went further up her thigh towards her molten center. When I finally reached the apex, I lightly blew over her mound.