My younger sister Angie and I rarely got along growing up. She and my little brother were always much closer. When my crony moved to his dad's sign, it got even sorry, and I think she blamed me for it. But when I was 18 and she was 16, things changed. My mom remarried, and along with her trash bag married man, came our new half-sister Shayla, also 16, and she could not stimulate been less like my sister. Angie was athletic and outdoorsy, and Shayla into trendy clothes and shopping center. Shayla was midget, with long brown tomentum, a tiny waist, and specialize hip joint. Angie had a more firm round body more built for a hoops courtyard than a runway, with short circuit blond pilus and wider hips. Angie tended to wear more virtual clothes, mainly tee shirt and jeans that hugged her form and Shayla preferred trendy button up shirts with unretentive skirts that matched to varying degrees. They shared a room, but spent every minute hating each other.

Somewhere along the way with their competition, I became a fight primer coat. Shayla started out just being generally nice to me, and since I was 18 and had a car, meant that she went with me plaza. Angie of grade started getting overjealous, and started trying to top her. They kept escalating their rivalry, and if one made me a sandwich, the former would cook me dinner. If one leaned against me while watching a movie, the other had to sit in my lap. No matter what happened, they had to show that they were in effect than the early and I, being the oblivious failure, never thought Thomas More of it than innocent one ups-man ship.

The naturalness was tossed out the window though, and it was as much a surprisal to me as anyone. I came home late one dark after a concert, and Shayla was having a sleepover with her Quaker Christy. I quietly went to my way, and a few import later, I heard a Light whack on my door. Shayla was at the door."Um, Christy was wondering if you wanted to lay down with us."I shrugged, pulled on some shorts, and brought my pillow into the den. They each moved over to the bound so I was in the middle of the mattress, and they immediately rested their heads on my shoulders. I started to doze, but was awakened a short time later by a hand slipping down my boxers. The diminished fingers worked my short down and began to tenderly knead my nut. My irradiation quickly hardened in surprise, and the lowly hand took keep of it and continued its massage. My kickoff thought was Christy, but when I opened my eyes, she was heavy asleep. I turned to my left, and my lingua and rim were assaulted. A fury of kisses covered my mouth, and a fond backtalk nibbled at the soft skin on my neck opening. My assailant managed all of this while keeping my left arm pinned under her, though I had no tendency to pop the question any ohmic resistance. I could not believe what was happening. Shayla's petite hand was gripping my shaft, and her budding breasts pressed against me as she furiously kissed my face. With one arm pinned beneath her sleeping friend, and the early completely under the Shayla's control, I was at her mercy. She quickly pulled herself up, pinning my rooster between my stomach and her quick wetness, and started grinding her tender cunt against my aching cock, while freeing my paw to run across her firm ass and breast. Her pussycat grew wetter and wetter. The all fourth dimension her friend slept soundly across my correctly arm, Shayla's nubile body pressed tightly against me, the verboten nakedness of it just making me desire her Sir Thomas More. Pre-cum oozed, mixing with her juices and our venter slid against each early. I was nearly ready to collapse, and we had barely begun. Just when I wanted to cry out, she leaned down close to me and said,"Shh, you don't want to ignite anyone up before the honorable part."She kissed me lightly on the chin, and then with the smoothest apparent movement, my populace exploded in brightness. Her slippery snatch wrapped around my cock and I knew right then that I was not going to set any records in duration. She bounced up and down with all the free energy that only a teenage girl could rally. Her body moved like a piston, driving her pile on me and rising again, and each cause serving to fight me closelipped and closer to the edge. I couldn't believe what was happening. She seemed possessed, and I was determined to live up to her so I began to match her pace as I rocked my hips upward to match her downwards effort. I put my arm around her waist to pull in her John L. H. Down to me, and locked my oral fissure on her tiny breast, making her nipples sway hard with my tongue, before burying my face in her neck opening. I gripped her firm butt with my disengage hand, and pulled her down to me, driving my cock deep into her soundbox. Her youthful pussycat gripped my slam and I pulled her even tighter. She let out the tiniest squeak, and I could feel her body clenching around my jibe, then a blowup of wetness. This sent me over the sharpness, and I exploded interior of her, drenching her insides with gummy cum. As we lay there gasping, covered in swither, Christy snored loudly right in my ear.

The next morning at breakfast, things seemed back to normal. Christy and Shayla ate pancakes, Angie ate eggs, and nobody mentioned anything strange the night before. For the following few day, things seemed fairly normal, though I couldn't proceed my middle off of Shayla's physical structure. She seemed to get laid flaunting it, and made it a power point to feed me glimpses every chance she got. Angie must give noticed, and decided she'd had enough. She had no design of letting Shayla get so much attention without getting her say in things.

I lay sleeping early the next Monday morning, and without fully waking up, I heard my mom and stepdad leave for work. I heard a gentle creak of my sleeping room doorway, and then a exercising weight shifted around on my bed. A small consistence pressed against my back, and I thought maybe Shayla had decided on another escapade. Again, a manus slipped down my shorts, and I could finger a ardent dead body press in against my bare back, with soft chest and a softer tussock of hair on a warm pussy held firmly against me. As my rod attained its entire filename extension, I could feel light kisses on the vertebral column of my neck. I turned over to meet her mouth and nearly shouted in surprisal. As I lay there amazed, Angie's naked consistence, firm, fit and athletic, captured my attending. Without saying a word, she pulled my shorts off and wrapped her brim around my rock hard shaft. Her knife wormed its way around the head teacher, before she brought her mouth completely to the base of my cock. I could sense her pharynx squeezing tightly on me before she pulled back. She began using her face to screw my stopcock with a passionateness. Angie's groan of gratification mixed with mine. Soon I ached to sample her like she tasted me. I pulled her body over to me and buried my face in her sweet smelling incision. Her clit glistened at me, as I lapped at her furiously. prison term and time again she gushed at me, and I drank in her juices each time. After what had seemed forever, I could palpate my balls clenching, and Angie still working her way up and down without pause. Just when I thought I couldn't hold back any longer, she stopped. I ached for expiration, and she wanted to make me wait. She rose up, and moved her organic structure, positioning herself over my cock, grinning impishly. With a sly smile, she slipped it into her amazingly cockeyed ass. Unable to hold back, I came the moment I was inside her. She wasn't finished with me though, and her business firm ass kept my cock hard. She slowly worked her body up and down, and my seed provided some slipperiness as it coated inside her. She kept her consistence moving and writhing and her fistful sized breasts jiggled enticingly. Soon, she was pounding away furiously, taking the full phase of the moon extent of my shaft rich inside her. She dug her finger into my chest and bit her lip as she impaled herself on me again and again. I could not conceive my sweet baby sister was in my bed, with my cock buried so completely inside her ass, and I was quickly returning to the detail of ecstasy. Unable to handle any more, I pushed her over onto her back, and started pounding into her with rash wildness. She buried her finger into her snatch, and wave after wave of her orgasm poured over me, and I picked up my pace. Soon, Angie was gasping, and begged,"seminal fluid ! ejaculate in me. I want you to number in me, delight !"With that, I just couldn't hold back a consequence longer and let go with a flood. When I did, it was too much for her, and she unleashed a torrent of her own, and dripped down her body and wetted my bollock with her juices. I lay back, panting, and Angie set about licking my nut and shaft clean. She then leaned in, buried her tongue in my mouth. After a few second, she leaned out, kissed me on the brow, and then left my room to get dressed for school.

At school, things seemed back to normal for the girls, but it was hellhole for me. My ally kept going on about their weekends, and who they claimed to have made out with, and on and on. Of trend I couldn't William Tell about my amazing weekend, and even if I could, who would think me ? Angie and Shayla passed me in the hall a few times that day, but didn't give any real meter reading that anything had happened. By the end of the day, I had started wondering if maybe I had dreamed the all thing up or something. After schooltime, I walked out to my car, and Shayla was waiting for me."Hey, could you bring me to the mall on your way to work ? pop said he'd pluck me up from there if you could knock off me off."I shrugged and unlocked the doorway. As the bus Angie and Shayla normally rode home pulled out, I could see Angie in the window staring at Shayla with anger.

We were a mile out when I heard Shayla unbuckle her seatbelt."Hey, I thought of a way to thank you for the drive. I hope you don't mind."Without waiting for an solution, she had my fly exposed, and was pulling my rapidly hardening cock from my jeans. I nearly drove into oncoming dealings when I felt her warm, wet mouth envelope me, and her grunts of attempt had me seeing stars. She would stop and gasp for air every few instant, and then plunk back down to hold back driving me even wilder. She pulled up her skirt, shoved aside her panty, and started rubbing her nearly hairless puss rapidly. I could experience myself getting visible light headed, and found a back road to pull down so I could park before I had a wreck.

Shayla looked up at me and said,"I thought you'd never get the hint."She hit the lever tumbler to move my seat back and quickly climbed into my lap. Her bantam boob shoved out at me through her shirt, as she positioned her dripping pussy over my fully attentive barb. With a gasp, she pushed down onto me. I could find her come immediately, but she wasn't content with just that. After her body quit shaking against me, she began to lift herself up. She gripped my bottom for leverage, and started bouncing up and down furiously. I gripped her house ass, and pulled myself deeper into her. Then she would lift up again, almost completely, and then I would rip her back down, until I was fully inside her again. She gasped,"Oh God. Oh, put your finger in me. I want you in both of my holes. Fuck, I need you so badly."Using her juices to wet my finger, I began working my finger into her slight golf hole, and she groaned in reply. She began rocking faster, as my cock filled one cakehole, and my finger's breadth was buried to the knuckle in the other. She started shouting,"piece of tail, fuck, shtup, nooky, fuck."And I could find her body begin it's now companion convulsing. She drove her glossa down my pharynx as she drove my dick deep into her belly. I exploded inside her, and she returned the favor as coming after sexual climax shook her body. Panting and exhausted, we sat embraced for what seemed forever.

Soon she started stirring again, and my spent dig still inside her began to come back to life. With renewed muscularity, her house buttock began rising and falling with a slow but steadily cycle. She punctuated each drib with a light bite to my cervix, sending amazing whiz down my sticker with each thrust. The sweetie pace, following the fevered pace from before, was a welcome relievo. Her soaked panties rubbed against the slope of my shaft as she maintained her hypnotic movements. I ran my hands under her shirt, and slipped my fingers beneath her bra, and began tenderly massaging her boob and nipples. She unbuttoned her shirt, and unhooked her bra, then pressed her chest into my boldness. My clapper worked her tit, and I started sucking on them with abandon. The harder I sucked, the faster her tread became. Soon we were furiously writhing, with her twat making slurping randomness with each fevered thrust. I felt her again and again convulse in climax, but she maintained her frantic rate. At the moment of truth, she practically leaped from me and buried my cock down her pharynx. I exploded down her throat, and she gulped down every drop of my source. After a few intense moments, I began to fade in her mouth, and she rose up and ran her tongue across my back talk, sharing the sense of taste of our meld fluids.

She climbed back into her seat, then pulled her soaked step-in off. With a grin and a laugh, she wadded them up then stuffed them in my mitt box as a souvenir. I breathlessly started the car back up, and drove her to the mall before driving to my part time job. My boss griped at me for a few minutes for being tardily, and I had to just let him, because there was no way I was telling him why. After a speech about responsibility, I got to put to work and try on to keep myself occupied.

I got household late and the planetary house was quiet. I headed straight to the bathroom, and stripped down for a exhibitioner. The feel of Shayla's juices still clung to my egg, and I could sense their sweet flavor, instantly making me shake surd. I climbed in the exhibitioner, and stood with the hot water pouring over me, while I gently stroked myself to the memory. I stepped out of the water supply and opened my centre, to see Angie, naked and wet from the steam, standing in front of me in the exhibitor. She was looking down at my hand on my hammer, with a deal on her hip."Hey, you know you don't have to do that yourself. You just let me make love when you have a need, and I'll be happy to help."She pushed me out of the H2O current, and let the piddle pour over her curved shape. She turned away, and let the hot water soak her firm ass. She swayed enticingly, leaned forward and parted her slit lips. She motioned me forward. As I got to her, she began grinding against the underside of my stopcock, arching her spinal column to bring her dead body shut down enough for my hands to search. The water and her succus served to earn things slippery, and we both began to breathe heavily, when I pinned her to the shower rampart. She took ahold of my stopcock, and desperately shoved it into her waiting kitty-cat. She pushed against the shower paries, giving purchase to get me completely inside her tight frame, and I grabbed her breasts, pulling her in tightly. Soon she was gripping the soap rack, with her fundament completely off the floor and wrapped tight around my hips. I felt her drench my cock again and again, as orgasm after climax enveloped her. I held her tightly with one arm, while I worked her clitoris with the other. Her small body, business firm and athletic, seemed to throw an endless stamina. I, however, was growing very tired. She pulled away from me and spun around. She pinned me in the recess, planted one fundament against the bound of the exhibitioner, she attacked my cock again with youthful mirth. Her body rocked back and Forth, bracing her hands on my shoulders for balance, and I could finger her body sucking against me with each onanism. Her pussy clung to my shaft, and each bm was one of utter ecstasy. My legs nearly buckled beneath me as I released inside her womb, my seed coating her young body. Without a news, she kissed me then climbed out of the shower, and was sound asleep by the time I got to the hallway.

I was getting more and more confused. And over the adjacent few week I just kept being surprised. The girls would keep trying to outflank each other, and I was their dramatic play thing. As we sat on the cast watching a pic, Shayla pulled a blanket over us and stroked my tool, with her dad lupus erythematosus than five feet away. Angie hid under my desk and sucked me, while my mom stood in the doorway of my room asking me about my weekend plans. Shayla pulled me into a storage closet at schoolhouse and fucked me during her dejeuner period. Angie bounced around with my dick buried in her ass while she chatted with her friend on the phone. And neither of them said a Holy Scripture about it to me any early meter. They never acknowledged that anything was dissimilar, and I felt like I was going insane. calendar month went by, and I was having more sex than anyone I knew, but I couldn't even mention it to anyone. And through it all, Angie and Shayla continued to pettifog and fence at every opportunity.

As the school class drew to a close, my band got a job playing at a party for the graduating course of study, and while it didn't pay much, they said we could bring guests and drink for unblock, so we were secret plan. Both Angie and Shayla wanted to go with me, and I couldn't very well tell either of them no, but strangely they were both being overnice to each other. I didn't understand it, but it was good that they had taken a night off from screaming at each other. The night went well, and they both mingled with others, and got hit on a lot, but as far as I could tell, politely declined and grinned at each other when that happened. We played our set, and got a breakage as a DJ took over. Angie and Shayla came over to me and asked me to join them in the hot tub in the back yard. I grabbed three bottles of beer on my way back, and left the loud thumping party to the congenator quiet of the binding chiliad. Both of the fille were already stripped down and in the tub. I passed them each a bottle and disrobed, and as I climbed in to the tub, I noticed they'd sat their beers down unopened. Their au naturel bodies, side by slope, glistening from the moonshine had my heart racing. I kept looking back and Forth between them, and they each had a smile that told me there was something I was missing. They slid around until they had me between them and started running their hands over my dresser.

Angie whispered in my ear,"I bet you're wondering why we asked you here, huh ?"

Shayla whispered in the other,"Yeah, we finally found one affair we have in common."

They both began kissing my face and neck, while Angie massaged my balls and Shayla gripped my dick. I pulled both of them in finale, and squeezed their seat, Angie's business firm and round, Shayla's lowly and petite. I had difficultness focusing, between each of the beautiful marriageable bodies pressed so tightly against me, eagerly trying to please me, and their flummox manus working on my hardened putz.

Angie looked at Shayla."I'm older, so I get first. You wait your turn."She then leaned in and kissed her lightly. It would take in seemed so perfumed and pure, if she didn't at the same time put her leg over me and slip my dick into her waiting snatch. She started a slow, methodical drift. She clearly had no aim of making this quick. Shayla leaned back and began working her finger into herself, and let out occasional moans to punctuate Angie's own. Angie pulled her torso against mine, and her business firm breasts pressed into my pectus. Her fingers gripped into my back, and she drove me inscrutable and deeper into her with each campaign. I slowly worked my hands down her back, over her articulatio coxae, and squeezed her ass. She started kissing and licking my lips as I massaged her tight ass, and bit down as my fingerbreadth slipped into her. She began rocking her hips back and Forth ; trying to get both my dick deep inside her wet pussy, and my fingerbreadth firmly into her sozzled ass."Oh my God, I don't know why we didn't do this years ago. I can't believe my big brother is fucking me. This is so…. Oh fuck, I'm coming !"Her body clenched around me as an coming shook her. After a few moments, she stopped shaking, gasped for air, and resumed her task of trying to pull me further interior of her. Shayla looked on, and moaned rapidly as an orgasm rocked her as well.

Angie locked eyes with me, and started again with a fix intensity. Her blonde hair was matted to her head, and sweat poured from her, and the low hum of the hot tub did nothing to swim out her sharp ventilation. I could not break away from her pale dark middle. I leaned back, so I could get a good scene of her body, so young and pure, doing its beautiful dance upon me. As her rhythm method built fastness, I ran my fingerbreadth over her firm tummy, and against the clear bender under her tit. Her pace quickened as I lightly ran my hand against her collarbone, and against her face. As her yard became frantic, I held her nerve, and then pulled her to me, kissing her deeply and passionately as my ejaculate burst into her young womb. As I splashed inside her, she began quaking with another intense sexual climax. I sat, gasping and out of breath, as Angie slouched against me.

Shayla, however, had early plans. Exhausted, Angie rose off of me, and Shayla took her berth. My putz stirred with the H2O electric current, and Shayla looked at it happily. She gripped my tool and rubbed it between her soft rim. The silken smoothness of it was revitalizing. She teased me, putting just the caput of my dick in her snatch, and then drawing it back out. I was still tender so soon after Angie's turn on me, and Shayla was not feeling any form of patience. Her creamy thighs pressed down on mine as she shifted her weight finisher, finally taking me in further. Her genu hugged my hips while she slowly rolled her body, still not taking my entire lance, but teasing me with dread. Angie leaned against me and directed one hand to her pussy, and I ministered to her needs while petite Shayla satisfied herself in my lap. Finally, when she had decided I was recovered enough, she pulled her body against mine, and finally I was completely inside her tight pussy. Angie moaned in my ear,"fucking her good. Fuck her so good she can't walk of life. Destroy her pussy, so I can get your peter all to myself. I don't want to share."Shayla barely grunted in reply as she drove my dick into her over and over. Her tiny breasts, with her hard nipples, contrasted to Angie's R. Buckminster Fuller chest, but Shayla's constrict waist meant she was far more flexible, and made up in enthusiasm what she lacked in curvature. I sat there, with my dick deep inside one beautiful baby, one hand fucking the former baby, and my still unopened beer in the other mitt. Shayla was pounding her body against mine, and my dick went deep inside her with each fantastic gyration. Angie writhed, and came against my agile fingerbreadth. Simultaneously, Shayla shook and squeezed around my dick, and she exploded with wetness. Their orgasm proved too much, and I soaked Shayla's slit with wave after undulation of semen. I struggled to stay witting, but Shayla and Angie locked into a passionate kiss.

I found myself dozing in the hot tub, with a beautiful naked little girl on either articulatio humeri. They looked up at me with a poorly concealed glee. Angie asked,"So, were you wondering what it was that we finally found we have in common ?"

I nodded lazily, and Shayla piped up,"Well, you see, yesterday we found out something interesting. It would seem that we're both pregnant with your babies."

Needless to say, summer vacation was extremely interesting .