Safe From The Storm 2

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This work of fiction is part of a series; if you did not already read the preceding chapters, please do that before starting this one.

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"What have I gotten myself into with you two?" I asked, as I headed for the freeway.

"A wife ..." my sister said.

"... and a free-use side-bitch," Kelsey added.

I looked over at my sister. She was quiet - watching my face.

"I wasn't ready for you," I told her, "but mom and dad forced the issue - well - after you forced yourself on me."

"I know," she admitted, her lower lip trembling.

"Knock that shit off," I told her.

She dabbed at the corner of her eye and straightened her face up.

"You and I need to figure some shit out before I'm ready to even consider adding another person into the mix," I told her.

She grabbed Kelsey's hand, squeezed her fingers, and said, "She can wait. She'll be safe. Maybe she can look for somebody at class."

"Okay," I said. "No more 'side-bitch' talk for - let's say - a year."

"Okay," Renee said.

I looked at Kelsey.

"Okay," she said, giving me puppy-dog eyes.

"She and I can still be naughty, though, right?" my sister asked.

As I turned back to look at my sister, Kelsey curled her body around her. I shook my head and sighed. I didn't bother to answer.

I focused on the road. Soon, I noticed fingers creeping across my thigh. I turned and glared at my little sister.

"No," I said.

She stuck her lower-lip out in a pout. I noticed that Kelsey's hand was on top of Renee's thigh.

"Renee Irene ...," I growled.

She pulled her hand away like I'd breathed fire on it.

For the next couple hours, the two of them slept. They were curled together in a ball - an adorable ball. I glanced at their cute faces and their attractive bodies.

Two months ago, I'd been happily single - focused on graduating and making the transition from student to productive citizen.

My sister's 18

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birthday had shattered that dream. Honestly, I wasn't mad at Renee. I'd already pretty much escaped the drama back home. She was still mired in it. Her birthday had just been the spark that ignited the tinderbox - which had turned into a forest fire when the police were called.

I thought back to all of the ways that my parents continued to choose Stacy over Renee. I was ignored or side-lined as well - I just didn't care as much. Ultimately, I was happy that I'd been standing there when it all went down - able to help my little sister finally get out from under that oppressive cloud.

I still wasn't sure that I wanted to be "married" but I couldn't argue the fact that it felt so good to have my cock buried inside of my little sister's vagina - especially as my jizz spurted into her. The thought of getting her pregnant didn't scare me - it excited me. I'm some kind of social deviant but I seriously refuse to consider my various forms of love for my little sister as anything unholy. I had peace about it.

Right now, honestly, my only hesitation, with any of this, was in leaving Mary in the situation she was in. The desperation in her eyes and voice made my heart hurt. If it came down to it, I would wrap my arms around Kelsey and maybe - maybe - even welcome her into bed with Renee and me - but I really wanted time to get things settled with my sibling before we complicated things anymore.

Why did it feel like I was being cornered into more and more bad decisions? I didn't blame the girls - or Mary. It didn't feel like they were manufacturing this. In fact, I felt like they had endured the hostile environment for so long that I had no choice but to get them out of it as quickly as possible - the moment I became truly aware of what they'd been going through.

I couldn't very well be mad at Renee for caring for Kelsey - no matter what form that took. I didn't want to be a part of it though. Well - honestly - I wanted to. What virile male wouldn't jump at the idea of two 18-year-old girls working together to pleasure him. Kelsey's promises had been lewd and brazen - and they made my balls churn - but I needed to get my head on straight first.

If the two of them were engaging in sex-play in front of me, this was going to be more than I could handle. Watching the two of them make out - or eat each other to climax? My cock was so stiff - just thinking about it - that it was hurting. I could almost smell my lust - or maybe my pre-cum - swirling around the passenger space of the car.

I needed to set firm boundaries and get them to stay in their lanes. The only way that I knew to do that was to offer rewards for achieving goals.

Two hours later, as I left the freeway, the girls began stirring. I waited for them to both be awake and alert and then I began my lecture.

"I'm not going to be able to endure the two of you being frisky in front of or near me," I told them. "All of your little antics have to take place in Kelsey's room and I don't want to know about them."

The two of them nodded.

"Kelsey is not allowed in my bedroom. If she gets enrolled, works hard, keeps her grades up, and finishes the semester strong, I will come to Kelsey's room and allow myself to be tied to the bed for one night. In the morning, you have to untie me."

The two of them looked at each other and giggled.

"We'll proceed, semester by semester and talk about any changes to the arrangement as a group."

"I promise to be a really good girl, daddy," Kelsey cooed. "You can even check my pussy every once in a while to make sure my hymen's still there ..."

"Good lord!" I sighed.

I tried not to think about what the scenario (that she had just described) would look like - but the more I tried not to, the harder my dick got. Finally, I focused on traffic and getting us home without an accident - either vehicular - or in my pants.

I pulled into the drive, put the car into 'park', and turned off the key.

"Grab your things," I told the girls. "Once we're ready to head inside, I'll give the key to Kelsey. You unlock and open the door and step into the front room. I would like to carry my bride across the threshold into our home."

"Awwz," Kelsey purred, "a hopeless romantic. My heart is all aflutter."

"Shut up," Renee giggled at her friend, leaning over to offer me a quick kiss - which I (of course) accepted.

Once the girls had their bags, we queued up for the door. Kelsey had a backpack, a shitty suitcase, and two big All-Mart bags with clothes in them. I took the suitcase and handed her the key. She grinned at me.

She climbed the three steps and struggled with the lock for a minute. Finally, she got it to release. She twisted the knob, shouldered the door, and stepped inside.

I looked up as she yelled, "What the hell?!"

A boy that looked like he wasn't old enough to drive shoved past her. She dropped the plastic bag as his foot pulled it from her hand. The clothes didn't give him enough purchase on the next step to get the angle he wanted. His ankle went one way and his body went the other. His head was destined for the concrete stair and I thrusted the rugged suitcase under his chest. He didn't crack his head open but he looked more like a pretzel than a person when he came to rest.

Meanwhile, a second kid cleared the plastic bag, the stairs, and his friend. He was headed directly for me. I leaned back and raised my foot - which caught him in the stomach - high enough to vacate his lungs. He crumpled into a pile on top of his buddy - who already didn't look well.

I pulled out my phone and snapped a picture of the scene - and then dialed 9-1-1. Once the girls were inside, I carried the boys in and dropped them onto the couch. I grabbed the plastic-wrap from the kitchen and bundled their calves in a few wraps. I put the cling-wrap box away again. I returned to the front room and sat where I could keep an eye on our new friends. Kelsey took pictures of the inside of the house where they'd broken the window and Renee took pictures from the outside.

I told my sister where the toolbox was so that she could grab the measuring tape. I warned the girls that we were headed to the home-improvement place for something to shore up our defenses before we did anything else.

Renee used the tape and Kelsey wrote down the measurements. They measured the glass for the window that was busted. I also had them measure each of the window frames - inner and outer dimensions. My plan was to come up with some kind of grate or bars for each one. I was determined to prevent anyone else from using those to get into our home.

Several minutes later, the police arrived and we started with stories, followed by pictures, followed by quick interviews. Parents appeared, scowled at their kids, and then promised us that it would never happen again.

The boys claimed that they thought the house was vacant and they'd just been curious. I was half-tempted to keep the step-ladder they borrowed from one of their dads but decided that I was happy enough that it hadn't been real burglars and that Kelsey hadn't been hurt.

I made sure to tell each of the parents that they'd not only scared the hell out of her but physically shoved past her to escape. The boys' apologies didn't satisfy me but Kelsey thanked them anyway. I scowled at their fathers, letting them know that pain and death awaited them and their heathenous offspring if any of them set foot in my house again.

Once the police were gone, I taped a piece of cardboard over the window and we went to the car. We stopped at the taco place, ate a quick dinner, and headed to the hardware store.

An hour later, I had the supplies and the tools to make things a little more challenging for anyone who wanted to try to get into our home. I also had a new Plexiglas window to cover the hole until I was able to replace the glass.

That night, I only had time to fix the busted window, and to attach the makeshift grate to that and two other windows.

As luck would have it, the broken window was in the spare bedroom. Kelsey was still a little shaken by everything - and that meant she didn't want to sleep there - even though it was now more secure than most of the rest of the house.

"Can't I just sleep with you guys?" she whined.

"You might be surprised," I said, a little snarkily, "but I'd planned on fucking my sister in my bed tonight - especially since I never got to carry her across the threshold this afternoon."

"I'll close my eyes," Kelsey promised, "and face the wall."

I wanted to be angry. I WAS angry. I just couldn't be angry at HER.

And that is how, a half-hour later, I was sliding my aching cock into my sister's blessed tightness - while she held one of Kelsey's hands in hers - with her friend staring at the wall of my bedroom.

I tried to ignore the flaxen-haired third-wheel as I stared at my sister's gorgeous body. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach as I looked down to where my stiff prick was buried completely inside of my sister's clenching channel - where our bodies were mashed against each other - where our sexes intertwined. My balls were already churning - begging to be allowed to start pumping a massive load of jizz into my younger sibling.

Renee's moans were driving me crazy. She was nibbling her lower lip and pulling at her tits as I held her hips and pounded into her.

"Fuck, NayNay!" I growled.

"Fuck me, naughty brother," she moaned. "I can't wait to feel your hot jizz spurting inside of me. I want - more than anything - to have your baby."

Kelsey moaned. Her other hand was between her thighs and the muscles in her forearm were writhing. The naughty slut was fingering herself as her friend was getting fucked by her big brother.

I reached over and pulled her onto her back. She gasped and looked up at me.

"Suck your fingers clean, slut," I ordered.

She hesitated but then she obeyed.

"Scoot next to my sister and I'll finger you while I'm fucking her. You're such a naughty girl, pretending to be too scared to stay in your room so that you can join my sister and me while we're fucking."

She moved closer and said, "Please, don't send me away ..."

I shoved my middle and ring fingers inside of her, cupping her sex, and fucking her with my hand.

"Oh, fuck! Yes!" she gasped. "Please don't stop. I want to cum for you so badly."

I held my sister's hip and fucked my cock into my sibling at the same time I fucked my fingers into her friend. They were both gasping and moaning.

Renee's pussy started trembling and I knew she was close.

"Kiss her hard, Kelsey," I ordered. "She's getting ready to cum."

As their lips met and locked together, I reached my thumb up and thrummed Kelsey's clit. She tried to scream, as I felt her cunt tighten around my fingers, but Renee grabbed her face and pulled her into a longer kiss and she ended up just moaning into my sister's mouth.

Between their sexy sounds, the image of them making out, and the pulsing of Renee's cunt, I was finished. I slid all the way inside of my little sister's vagina and moaned as my cock began pumping my magma-like load into her. I clenched my fist around Kelsey's pubes and held on as the strength poured out of my body through my cock.

I collapsed forward - on and between them - and they wrapped their arms around me and cuddled and kissed me. I was in heaven.

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At some point, somebody must have pulled the blankets over us because I was toasty warm when I woke up between two hot 18-year-olds.

"Good morning, hunky man," Kelsey purred - leaning over to give me a peck on the lips.

I threw the covers back and ran my eyes over her gorgeous - if undernourished - body. When my eyes got back to her face, she looked worried.

I climbed between her thighs, grabbed her ankles, pulled them up and laid them on her shoulders, and kissed her.

"Put me in, coach," I told her.

"Oh, sweet Jesus, yes!" she crowed.

Renee woke up about halfway through me pounding her friend through the mattress.

"I thought you weren't doing this," she said, giggling.

"You two cheated," I growled.

"Thank God I thought to call those two boys and have them break into the house," she said.

"Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!" Kelsey gasped.

I bit her jaw as her tight little cunt got tighter. I buried myself inside of her and moaned as my cock lurched and jet after jet of hot jizz blasted into the little cutie.

"We need to get her on the pill," Renee whispered.

The thought of knocking this girl up was enough to pull one last spurt of danger-sauce from my balls. I felt it splatter against the outer wall of her uterus.

Kelsey grabbed my face, pulled my lips to hers, and kissed the hell out of me.

I released the girl's legs and she unraveled. I tumbled to her side, between the two girls, and lay on my back, panting. Renee leaned over my groin and began sucking my cock clean of her friend's and my slickness. I ran my fingers through her hair, encouraging her.

"You're such a little cum-slut," I told her.

"Only for you, big brother," she said. "I'm safe with you and I'm able to do things with you that I wouldn't dare with anyone else."

She climbed across me, lifted Kelsey's right leg, and crawled under it, laying it across her back. She tucked her face into the girls' quim and began sucking and licking my jizz from her friend's cunt. I grabbed her ass-cheek in my fist and ground her pussy against my growing hard-on. When I was firm enough to penetrate her, I settled her groin over my cock, and slid it inside of her. The angle was a little off but it didn't bother either of us. We both moaned as my cock slipped into her channel and soon I was fucking her as she ate her friend.

"Fuck, Kal," she said. "I'm so fucking horny. This is so sexy. Cum inside of me."

Renee finished eating Kelsey's cunt and the girl moved her hungry mouth to her breasts. I moved my sister's lower half so that I could fuck her a little more easily. It still wasn't perfect and we ended up rolling her onto her back so we could get the stimulation we wanted. Soon Kelsey was moaning non-stop as she fed first one nipple and then the other to her friend. Meanwhile, I was holding my little sister's feet in the air and doing everything I could to make her cum a couple times before my cock was ready to spew again.

After draining my balls inside of my sister, I called my boss to tell him that I'd had a break-in and that I needed a personal day. Then, the three of us got into the shower together. Once we were done cleaning up (and playing around) we got to work on the fortifications.

I installed the crude grates and Renee painted them black to make them look a little dressier. Kelsey used a putty knife and a hammer and figured out how to remove the old glass from the broken window. She had the Plexiglas installed by the time my sister and I finished with our metalwork. She was bent down, finishing up, when I entered the bedroom.

"Nice job, Hotcheeks," I told her, sneaking in behind her to grope her firm ass.

"Aw, fuck, Kal," she moaned, "you're gonna have my panties soaking wet if you keep that up."

"I can suck you dry, sweetie," Renee whispered, stepping up beside her to get a kiss.

I was unable to watch the two of them do that without getting a massive hard-on. I rubbed it against the crack of Kelsey's denim-covered ass.

"Oh, sweet Lord," she moaned.

"Okay," I half-moaned half-said, stepping back. "Let's go grab some lunch somewhere. What do you think about planting rose bushes under the windows?"

"Can Kelsey and I pick them?" Renee asked.

"Of course," I replied.

My little sister wrapped her hands around my neck, kissed me like the hot-assed lover that she was, and said, "Okay."

"Put your tools away, Handy Mandy," I told Kelsey. "I need to scrub up."

"Me too," the girls replied at the same time.

They giggled and kissed. I watched - my balls churning and my dick diamond-hard. I don't know how I ever thought I was going to be able to tell them 'no'.

We got cleaned up, stopped for burgers and shakes, and headed to the nursery to get rose bushes and some simple wooden trellises.

By dinnertime, the roses were planted and the house was about as secure as we could make it. We had also installed a small home security system to let us keep an eye on the perimeter and give us the ability to search back through recent recordings if we found something amiss.

I called in a pizza, and we all tumbled into the oversized recliner that didn't QUITE have enough room for three people - but my stiff cock ended up wedged between two heavenly asses and I was not about to complain. I took one of my lovers' breasts in each hand and the three of us made out together. When the doorbell rang, none of us wanted to get up to answer it.

I finally got a volunteer by informing them that whoever got the pizza and tipped the delivery guy, would get a creampie. At that point, it was a battle-royale. The two of them were still wrestling when I opened the door, apologized, and handed him a five-dollar bill. He glanced at the girls and winked at me, smirking. I gave him a smile and he headed off.

"Come on, girls," I hollered, as I dug out paper plates and set them on the kitchen table. "I'll stack you face-to-face and cum in both of you. Quit fucking around and let's eat."

They arrived in the kitchen, hand-in-hand, a minute later. They both looked at me as they kissed and made up - knowing that it would make me hard. I moaned and headed to the front room with my food.

Three people, sitting in that recliner, eating pizza, is not recommended if you want elbow-room or personal space. If, however, you want two beautiful young girls grinding their asses and taints across your tented pants while you try to finish your food, it's absolutely perfect.

When I finally finished my pizza, I wiped my hands, and then shoved a hand down each of their pairs of shorts. I dug two fingers each into their slippery cunts and fingered the hell out of them until they both climaxed. After that, I climbed out of the chair, leaving them in a ragged pile, to go throw away my plate and put up the rest of the pizza.