All sexual contact in this story was after Ricky turned 18 and all his sisters were older than he was. The exact ages of his sisters at the time of the actual sex were 19, 22 and 23. His poor mom had 4 kids in close to 5 years. Bear in mind folks, this is fiction, no guy could be this lucky. It's just a far out fantasy. I myself wouldn't do my sister no matter how good looking she may be, just my own weird morals I guess but the story came to me as I was writing and I'm guessing the incest part flowed into my mind because I see so much of it on this site. Personally I'm more into non/consent but I just sit down and write, I don't worry too much about what, I just let it flow. And sorry in advance for not describing a petite girl who weighs 105lbs but somehow has a 36DD bust or describing his dick. The whole 8-10 in dick in every story gets a bit old to me. In real life 6-7 is more than the average woman can take without hurting her in some positions. And you don't "open her cervix" without severe complications and pain. Not being a jerk here just explaining why I leave all that out. I personally belong to the "itty bitty titty" club myself. More than a mouthful is wasted although in some cases it does look good. But enough bitching, let's get kinky!
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Ricky was the youngest of 4 kids and was blessed or cursed with 3 older sisters all depending on how you look at it. From an early age he was treated with seeing 3 beautiful girls running around in various degrees of dress or undress. When they were young they would even bathe him, he was their own personal live doll. They would dress him up and he played along, not because he liked it but because they were nice about it. If he didn't play along they treated him mean so he learned to get along.
As they got passed the doll stage they lost interest in him and he became a bit of a pest. He wanted their attention and would do anything to get some from them even if it was just chasing him out of their rooms.
After a while he decided that playing computer games was more fun and he started ignoring them. They would tease him from time to time to get a reaction but once he got that puppy dog look in his eye they would go back to ignoring him.
They were just having fun but it hurt and after a while he caught on and he swore that they would not get to him and it became a challenge to just tune them out.
If he happened to walk in on them in the bath he just ignored them. They would scream get out and such but he would just go stand at the pot and piss and then leave never once even glancing to see them.
They became invisible to him, or so they thought. Even his mom started noticing and would even chastise him, telling him to at least acknowledge them when they spoke but still he just tuned them all out. They assumed he was just addicted to his computer. But inside his head, oh no, he noticed everything.
He became so good at seeing things in his peripheral vision that he actually preferred it. Even if looking right at you to speak he would appear to be looking right through you. His mother even took him to the eye doctor to get his vision checked. She thought something was wrong with him. After a while they being teenage girls just dismissed him as weird and ignored him too. The would walk in on him while he was in the shower and take a piss and from time to time he noticed they would even take a dump.
By the time he was 18 it all became routine and maybe a bit too routine because being in his own little world meant he wasn't paying attention. They may have felt invisible to him but they still noticed him.
Take the time he was washing himself a little bit too good in the shower and one of them walked in and after sitting on the pot she noticed and at first she looked as if too yell but then again thinking he was tuning her out she just watched. But he saw her, in fact seeing her, knowing she was watching brought him to the point a lot sooner than he expected. Soon he was spewing all over the shower walls. She must have shared this tidbit of information with the others because after a while he noticed that nearly every time he was in the shower someone would come in for some reason or another.
The more he ignored them the braver they got. One day after just getting in the shower the door came open and Rhonda, the oldest of the 3, pulled back the shower curtain and stepped in. She was totally naked and she just told him she was sweaty and need to rinse off real quick. So he stepped to the side and let her get under the water. She stepped up and brushed him on the way by. Her skin was warm and he felt it all the way to the explosion in his brain but he didn't react. He just stood there.
She raised her hair above her head using both hands. This opened her up to him like a dream but he just stared right through her. She turned around and around and he knew this was all a test after she, all the while staring right at his face, reached down and spread her legs a bit and rinsed her pussy off.
He saw it all but never flinched; inside he was shaking. He was afraid he would blow all over her without even touching his dick much less her. But oh he wanted to touch her, he wanted to just grab her and slam her up against the wall and fuck her. Grab those beautiful tits and bite those nipples. Make her scream but he didn't. He appeared to not even notice her. Just waited, much like waiting on an elevator door to open, never looking or really seeing the others around you.
She actually got a bit pissed judging from the look in her eye but he just stood there like a statue. After she got out he continued with his shower. He did refrain from washing too good, he didn't want one of them to come in and catch him this time. He didn't want her think he was thinking of her while doing it. He would be though, normally he thought of just random bits and pieces but this time he would be thinking of her bits in detail. But he didn't want her to know.
After that it became common practice for one of them to jump in the shower with him. Always with the pretense of just needing to rinse off before this or that but he knew what they were doing.
Now don't get me wrong, his prick was hard as a rock during all of this but hell it was hard as a rock nearly the whole time he was home. He couldn't control it but he could control the rest of his body so he just kept at it and after a while he got it down.
His brain finally shut off his prick. He learned that if he found something to get mad about and focused on the anger his prick would stay down so he looked for things to make him angry. He kept the anger out of his voice and actions which were easy being as he seldom spoke to any of them anyway. And while this little trick pleased him it didn't have the same effect on the girls. Now instead of teasing overtly looking at his face for a clue they just flat out stared at his little guy.
It got to the point to where he started going to bed early and getting up in the middle of the night to shower and clean himself really good and then he would leave before they were up. He enjoyed all the attention but it was getting boring. Hell his mom even got to the point of peeing while he was in the room. Seeing 3 or 4 naked girls walking around the house all day was hard on his concentration.
One morning he couldn't find anything to keep his anger up and without the anger his prick would wake up so he gave up his computer games and left the house. He roamed around looking for something to entertain him and while walking in the park a few cute girls came walking by him talking and shaking their goodies and he stared right through them.
Now those girls were used to every set of eyes following them when they walked by and that confused them. It confused them so much they both looked at each other and raised their eyebrows in that questioning way. What was that all about they wondered did he not see us? So they stopped and one of them bent over to tie her shoe while the other casually watched to see his reaction. But he just walked right on by without so much as a glance.