Stephen Prester awoke with a beautiful girl in his arms. A beautiful girl whose jet black hair spread like a fan across their pillow, and whose toned shapely body fit against his like two spoons interlocking. Across the bed curled two identical blonde women in a similar arrangement.
He hissed in mild frustration. Delightful as the press of Esther's firm full buttocks against his rigid cock was, a reminder of the pleasures to be found sheathed between them, his bladder was full enough to make that same pressure decidedly uncomfortable.
"Excuse me." He whispered, disentangling himself from his lover. Esther stirred, groaned, and slipped back into slumber. Across from him Lisa opened one blue eye. "I have to pee." He mouthed silently, a silent giggle on her part as she nodded.
The morning air was chill when he left the tent, dry and crisp, and he shivered at the bite in the air. He found a convenient tree and closed his eyes, breathing slowly as he willed his engorged flesh into flaccidity. He was rewarded with relief as a hot stream squirted over the weathered bark, steaming as it fell.
"Damn." Stephen twisted gently. His muscles ached a little from his exertions the previous night, but he would recover quickly. He glanced out to the lake, and decided to rinse away the sweat and other bodily fluids that covered him.
The ice-cold water bit like a razor as he sank under it, and he started to shiver almost immediately. Grunting, he scrubbed at himself, washing away the dried spit and semen and though he could only bear the water for a minute or so he was clean when he emerged again.
"Looking good, Stevie." The speaker was a redhead, about five foot seven, with large, pink-nippled, breasts over her narrow waist and wide hips. A magnificent body that was heavily coated with a creamy crust over her cheeks, breasts and belly. Her green eyes caught his and she laughed, turning in a circle. The same crust covered her buttocks and lower back. "Yes, yes. I really could use a wash. You try taking on four guys and see how clean you are afterwards."
"Four guys?"
"Yes, four guys." She stepped past him and sank into the icy lake. Her breath hissed from her lungs at the shock but she scrubbed herself clean, paying special attention to the folds of her bald pussy. She ducked under the water and cleaned her face. When she arose again goosebumps covered her chest and arms, her nipples like thimbles, but she was clean.
"But... didn't Anna?" Stephen's voice trailed off.
"What? Didn't she want to get fucked too?" Lillian's tone was teasing as she stepped out of the lake and started drying herself with the towel she'd brought with her.
"Uh... ah... yes." His sister's naked body was distracting Stephen, even while he tried to keep track of their conversation.
"Yes, she did." Lillian laughed. "I managed to convince her that what she really wanted to do was fuck herself with two of my dildos while watching the guys fuck me six ways from Sunday." A smug smirk. "The way she was howling, it seems like that's exactly what she wanted."
"And Sylvia and Isabella?"
"You must have really worked them hard, brother dear, because they were happy to curl up together and watch too." She looked down to where his cock had returned to its rigid stance and licked her lips. "I can certainly see why." Stephen's hand moved involuntarily, as if to cover himself. "No!" He stopped, actually startled by her commanding tone. "No. Leave it on display." She licked her lips again. "I do like seeing my brother's big... hard... cock." She shivered, and it wasn't from the cold. "Your big... hard... cock." She moved closer to him, the towel spread as she began to dry him, her breath hot against his chilled skin. "I keep thinking of your big... hard... cock in my mouth, feeding me your... thick... creamy... cum." Stephen's eyebrow half rose and she giggled before continuing, her tone breathless. "Your big... hard... cock in my juicy little pussy." As she slid the towel lower Stephen felt her nipples hard against his chest, her voice teasing and arousing. "Perhaps I'd resist and you'd have to force me to take it." She dropped the towel and her right hand encircled his swollen shaft. Her voice was huskier and lower. "After all, a good girl would never crave her brother's big cock, so he'd have to force her to take it, wouldn't he?" Stephen stirred, his hand rising, fingers caressing the ribs just below her breasts. Lillian purred, then continued. "Or perhaps if her brother is a real monster, instead of fucking her pussy like a normal loving brother, he'll turn her round and force his big hard cock up her tight little asshole."
Lillian pressed closer to him, her fist twisting as it slid along his length. Almost involuntarily Stephen's hands slid around her waist drawing her into his body. "And what kind of brother would fuck all his sister's holes?" He hissed into her ear. The same throaty laugh.
"The very best kind." Lillian replied. He sealed her lips with his own, his tongue caressing hers, pressing deep into her mouth. She kissed back just as passionately, her tongue like quicksilver, sliding over his, entering his mouth in return. Her free hand clawed at his back, his hands slid down to spread her buttocks, fingers pressing into her anus. The redhead purred again, pressing back, impaling herself on his fingers, accompanying that with a sigh of pleasure.
"God, yes." Her emerald eyes were dark with lust. "Give me your cock."
"My cock!" Slim fingers entwined in Lillian's hair, pulling her head back. Esther's beautiful face twisted in a scowl of disapproval. Her green eyes turned to Stephen. "Really?"
"Really." Stephen's own blue eyes met hers fearlessly, and eventually the young woman inclined her head in a nod.
"Fine." She looked down at Lillian again. "I guess I can understand that." She hesitated for a second, and then she too kissed the redhead, holding her in place for nearly a minute. "Well, I'm having a quick bath, and then we can decide what 'we'," She placed a lot of emphasis on the word 'we', "are doing next." She pushed Lillian back into Stephen's arms, and stalked into the water. Stephen noted approvingly that she put a lot of extra roll into her hips. He also noted, half amused, that Lillian followed her movements with equal enjoyment.
"You should really let her fuck the other guys." Lillian's hand slid down her belly, fingers stroking her clitoris as she watched the raven-haired beauty bathe.
"What?" Stephen's voice rose slightly in astonishment. "Where did that come from?" Lillian licked two of her fingers and slipped them into her cunt, her thumb working her clit.
"We know she's a three-hole slut, just like every other girl here. Have you double-penetrated her already, maybe with Mrs Dee?" Stephen nodded silently. "Well now she's curious about what it would feel like with two real cocks. What it feels like to have two or three, or more, hard male bodies fucking her to exhaustion and beyond." Her tone had turned contemplative, almost dreamy. "Speaking from experience, it is pretty phenomenal."
"I..." Stephen shivered again, and again it wasn't from the cold. He felt the surge of arousal as he imagined the scene his sister described. His beautiful girlfriend's pussy and ass impaled on long, thick, cocks, a third thrust deep into her throat. Multiple anonymous men watching, waiting, ready to fill any hole vacated. Finally finishing on her face and body so, as he had seen his sister earlier, she was liberally coated with their cum. He looked down to meet his sister's knowing gaze. "How do you know that?" The redhead giggled.
"Stevie, I've been fucking since I was eighteen. Guys and girls both. I celebrated my nineteenth birthday with a gangbang. Ask Bernie to see the videos." A smirk. "I think you'd like them. Believe me. I know."
"Does Mom know?" Stephen wasn't sure why he asked. Lillian actually laughed.
