Two naked young men kneel opposite each other at the edge of a large beach towel. Long, stiff, fat phalluses rise urgently from the curly forests of hair at bases of their bellies. The young men are a study in contrasts. One is pale, with freckle-dusted skin and flame-red hair; the other light olive toned with dark locks, like the girl lying between them. Equally naked, she is spread like out a starfish. Her eyes are closed. She smiles blissfully, transported by the myriad of strokes and caresses, nibbling kisses, and searching probes from tongues and strong yet gentle fingers in the erogenous nooks and crannies of her form.
The girl writhes sensually, lifting her body, breasts and thighs to gain maximum enjoyment from every touch. She orgasms: rigidly shaking and uttering mewling cries of ecstasy. Not once, not twice, but three times in rapid succession. Finally, shining eyed with extended rapture, she gives each young man a sweet kiss of gratitude; reserving the longest and most tender kiss for her sibling...
Mel turned onto her side and reached for Danny's shaft. He is circumcised and looks a lot bigger than me. But it is an optical illusion; we are in fact the same lengths. Although his cock is thicker than mine is. He groaned with anticipation as her fingers circled him and began their delicate massaging travels up and down from mushroom crown to fragile, hairy balls.
I felt I had to tell Danny and Mel that this three-way arrangement was 'Ok' with me, although privately I would be pleased if my sister never went near him again. If she had formed a relationship with anyone other than Danny, I might have shrugged and treated it as inevitable. But Danny was my best mate.
I leaned over Mel and murmured, "Why don't you do to Danny what you did to me the night of your period?"
She stopped stroking Danny's dick and turned to see if I meant what I was saying.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
Mel smiled happily and gave me a fleeting kiss. She urged Danny onto the towel and made him lie flat on his back. Then she crouched on her knees between his thighs and took his cock into her mouth. My own cock jumped and tingled when I saw my sister begin to suck and lick my friend like that.
Danny huffed and thrust his pelvis at her, making Mel gag. She took her mouth away from him and scolded, "Do that again and I'll bite you!"
Danny spread his hands wide apologetically and Mel lowered to him again.
Mel licked and kissed Danny's member from top to bottom, even down into the sweaty, pungent area behind his balls. Mel had never been so bold with me and envy invaded my heart. She took his mushroom-shaped head deep inside her mouth and massaged his most sensitive parts with her tongue while she stroked his shaft. She teased him for more than thirty minutes, arousing him to the trembling brink of spurting, and then letting him down again. Danny was totally 'out of it', grinning like a maniac with his eyes closed.
I saw Mel making flapping movements in my direction with her free hand. It took me a few seconds to get the message. Then with my heart thumping madly in my chest, I moved in behind her.
Mel felt my arrival and lifted her bum high in the air. Her fingers caught hold of my dick and fed it straight into her juicy channel. Again, it appeared that she just sucked me inside. Grasping her gyrating hips, I plumbed the depths of her tight, hot, clinging satin tunnel. My steady lunging thrusts moved her body and thus her mouth on my friend's shaft.
The miracle of intercourse with Mel was so new to me that I could not hold my explosion back for long. The sharp, warning tingle began somewhere deep up inside my core. I fought it off for as long as I could.
Over her shoulder, I saw Danny's balls clench once more in their sac. His shaft began to jerk and quiver and I heard Mel noisily swallow his sticky, salty load as he pumped it into her mouth. I gave in to my soaring need. But, before my first spasm could spill my semen, I pulled my shaft from its gloriously warm, snug, clasping abode. Mel moaned a desperate cry of loss, sending Danny into paroxysms of after-shock pleasure.
Finishing myself off with my hand, I held the head of my pounding, spurting shaft close to Mel's vaginal entrance, coating her the crevasse of her buttocks, her clitoris and her pubic thatch with my copious, glistening cream. She searched for me with her sex, trying to reclaim me, but I knew that would be most unwise.
Mel rolled onto her back beside Danny. His chest was heaving as he made his way down from his orgasmic high.
"Did you enjoy that?" she asked him, smiling wickedly.
"Oh, jeeez, yes!" came Danny's shuddering answer.
"Was it worth waiting for?"
"Oh, Mel!" was all he could say.
She bit his earlobe, making him jump. "Well, Daniel," she murmured, "it's almost time for Joel to take me home or our parents will be looking for us. But, before he does, I want some more fun. And I want you to do it to me...just you. Joel can watch if he wants to, but if it's too much for him to cope with, he knows what to do."
The last part was directed at me: put up with it, or go away! Fighting off my natural inclination to leave them to it, I moved a few feet off to an old tree stump and, using my towel as a cushion, sat down to watch.
Danny turned onto his side and reached for Mel's crotch. She caught his hand in mid-air. "No! I want you to kiss me down there. And make me cum with your tongue!"
Danny breathed, "Sure Mel! Anything..." and rapidly moved down her body. But, when Mel spread her legs and he saw the sticky gobs of my sperm stuck to her hairs and painted on the insides of her thighs, he pulled away with an expression of disgust on his face. "But..."
Mel propped herself up on her elbows and looked down between her breasts at him. "Daniel," she said sweetly, "if you want to have me, you are going to have to share everything...and I mean everything!"
It didn't take Mel long to cum. Danny took her with his finger as well as with his tongue. Her orgasm was spectacular in its noisiness and the shaking, wracked contortions of her frame. I looked on, nursing a massive erection, but unwilling to use my own hand. Not now!
Still in the gasping throes of pleasure, Mel called Danny up to kneel astride her face. He too was massively erect again. "Make love to my mouth," she panted, "But be gentle. And don't try to push it down my throat!"
The hot corrosive acid of jealousy boiled in my entrails again as I watched my sister holding Danny's long shaft in her fingertips while he lunged rhythmically between her soft lips. She had gone down on me for sure, but had never afforded me the privilege of having intercourse with her mouth. And when I saw more, then more of his cock disappearing, and realised that she was in fact taking him in her throat, I was ready to kill them both.
To my vicious delight, the telltale signs of Danny's impending explosion arrived long before his flame-red thatch reached her nose. Mel sensed it too and pushed hard on his belly so that when he started spurting it would be into her mouth and not her oesophagus.
Mel let him finish, then pushed Danny away so violently that he tumbled to the grass. She scrambled to her feet and marched over to me, where I sat. I guessed what was coming, but realised that this was her way of testing me also. I stood up to meet my sister and accepted her kiss. The mouthful of Danny's sperm she spat into mine did not taste too bad after all. It was just the idea of it that made my stomach squirm.
