My new sister Angie and I rarely got along growing up. She and my little pal were always much closer. When my Brother moved to his dad's sign, it got even risky, 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 scum bag husband, came our new stepsister Shayla, also 16, and she could not accept been less like my sister. Angie was gymnastic and outdoorsy, and Shayla into voguish apparel and shopping center. Shayla was lilliputian, with tenacious Brown University hair, a midget shank, and contract articulatio coxae. Angie had a more stiff round body more built for a basketball court than a rail, with short blonde hair and wider hips. Angie tended to hold out more practical clothes, mainly tee shirt and jeans that hugged her form and Shayla preferred trendy clitoris up shirts with short chick that matched to varying degrees. They shared a room, but spent every minute hating each other.

Somewhere along the way with their rivalry, I became a battle soil. Shayla started out just being generally nice to me, and since I was 18 and had a car, meant that she went with me places. Angie of course started getting green-eyed, and started trying to top her. They kept escalating their competition, and if one made me a sandwich, the former would cook me dinner party. If one leaned against me while watching a picture show, the early had to sit in my lap. No matter what happened, they had to show that they were wagerer than the other and I, being the unmindful loser, never thought Thomas More of it than guiltless one ups-man ship.

The innocence was tossed out the windowpane though, and it was as practically a surprise to me as anyone. I came home late one night after a concert, and Shayla was having a sleepover with her Quaker Christy. I quietly went to my room, and a few consequence later, I heard a fire up roast 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 underdrawers, and brought my pillow into the den. They each moved over to the sharpness so I was in the middle of the mattress, and they immediately rested their promontory on my articulatio humeri. I started to doze, but was awakened a dead metre later by a hand slipping down my shorts. The small fingers worked my shorts down and began to tenderly knead my balls. My ray of light quickly hardened in surprise, and the small hired man took hold of it and continued its massage. My first thought was Christy, but when I opened my eyes, she was sound asleep. I turned to my left, and my tongue and lips were assaulted. A violence of kisses covered my sass, and a warm up backtalk nibbled at the mild skin on my neck. My aggressor managed all of this while keeping my left arm pinned under her, though I had no inclination to bid any resistance. I could not think what was happening. Shayla's petite script was gripping my peter, and her budding breasts pressed against me as she furiously kissed my face. With one arm pinned beneath her sleeping Friend, and the other completely under the Shayla's control, I was at her mercy. She quickly pulled herself up, pinning my putz between my stomach and her warmly wetness, and started grinding her supply ship pussy against my aching dick, while freeing my hired man to run across her firm ass and breast. Her pussy grew lactating and wetter. The whole metre her ally slept soundly across my rectify arm, Shayla's nubile body pressed tightly against me, the forbidden bleakness of it just making me want her more. Pre-cum oozed, mixing with her juices and our bellies slid against each other. I was nearly set to break open, 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 wake anyone up before the just part."She kissed me lightly on the mentum, and then with the legato movement, my world exploded in visible radiation. Her slippery kitty-cat 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 energy that only a teenage girl could come up. Her body moved like a piston, driving her John L. H. Down on me and rising again, and each bm serving to advertise me penny-pinching and closer to the edge. I couldn't believe what was happening. She seemed possess, and I was determined to fill her so I began to tally her pace as I rocked my hip upward to couple her downward apparent movement. I put my arm around her waist to rend her down to me, and locked my mouth on her lilliputian tit, making her nipples sway hard with my natural language, before burying my face in her cervix. I gripped her firm butt with my complimentary hand, and pulled her down to me, driving my cock deep into her body. Her young pussy gripped my gibe and I pulled her even tighter. She let out the tiniest squeak, and I could sense her body clenching around my shaft, then a ebullition of wetness. This sent me over the edge, and I exploded inside of her, drenching her insides with sticky cum. As we lay there gasping, covered in sweat, Christy snored loudly right in my ear.

The next morning at breakfast, things seemed back to formula. Christy and Shayla ate pancakes, Angie ate eggs, and cypher mentioned anything unusual the Night before. For the next few days, things seemed fairly normal, though I couldn't keep my eyes off of Shayla's body. She seemed to love flaunting it, and made it a detail to dedicate me glimpses every hazard she got. Angie must have noticed, and decided she'd had enough. She had no intention of letting Shayla get so a great deal care without getting her say in things.

I lay sleeping early the succeeding Monday morning, and without fully waking up, I heard my mom and stepdad leave for work. I heard a ennoble creak of my bedroom doorway, and then a weight shifted around on my bed. A diminished body pressed against my back, and I thought maybe Shayla had decided on another adventure. Again, a helping hand slipped down my shorts, and I could palpate a lovesome body press in against my bare back, with soft breast and a flabby tuft of hairsbreadth on a warm snatch held firmly against me. As my rod attained its full extension, I could feel light kisses on the back of my cervix. I turned over to meet her mouth and nearly shouted in surprise. As I lay there amazed, Angie's naked body, business firm, fit and athletic, captured my care. Without saying a Word, she pulled my trunks off and wrapped her lips around my rock punishing shaft. Her natural language wormed its way around the oral sex, before she brought her mouth completely to the base of operations of my cock. I could feel her throat squeezing tightly on me before she pulled back. She began using her face to fuck my cock with a passion. Angie's moans of satisfaction mixed with mine. Soon I ached to smack her like she tasted me. I pulled her body over to me and buried my look in her cherubic smelling dent. Her clit glistened at me, as I lapped at her furiously. Time and time again she gushed at me, and I drank in her succus each time. After what had seemed forever, I could palpate my balls clenching, and Angie still working her way up and down without interruption. Just when I thought I couldn't reserve back any longer, she stopped. I ached for release, and she wanted to make me waitress. She rose up, and moved her body, positioning herself over my cock, grinning impishly. With a sly smile, she slipped it into her amazingly plastered ass. Unable to hold back, I came the moment I was inside her. She wasn't finished with me though, and her firm ass kept my turncock hard. She slowly worked her body up and down, and my seed provided some slipperiness as it coated inside her. She kept her soundbox moving and writhing and her fistful size breasts jiggled enticingly. Soon, she was pounding away furiously, taking the full extent of my shaft cryptical inside her. She dug her fingers into my chest and bit her lip as she impaled herself on me again and again. I could not believe my sweet sister Sister was in my bed, with my cock buried so completely inside her ass, and I was quickly returning to the stage of ecstasy. Unable to handle any more, I pushed her over onto her back, and started pounding into her with reckless abandon. She buried her finger into her pussy, and wave after wave of her climax poured over me, and I picked up my pace. Soon, Angie was gasping, and begged,"Come ! Come in me. I want you to descend in me, please !"With that, I just couldn't hold back a here and now longer and let go with a waterspout. When I did, it was too a lot for her, and she unleashed a torrent of her own, and dripped down her body and wetted my bollock with her succus. I lay back, panting, and Angie set about licking my balls and shaft clean. She then leaned in, buried her clapper in my mouth. After a few moments, she leaned out, kissed me on the forehead, and then left my room to get dressed for school.

At school, things seemed back to normal for the girls, but it was Hades for me. My friends kept going on about their weekends, and who they claimed to have made out with, and on and on. Of course I couldn't Tell about my amaze 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 indication that anything had happened. By the end of the day, I had started wondering if maybe I had dreamed the altogether thing up or something. After school, I walked out to my car, and Shayla was waiting for me."Hey, could you institute me to the mall on your way to figure out ? pop said he'd pick me up from there if you could drop me off."I shrugged and unlocked the doors. 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 ride. I hope you don't mind."Without waiting for an solvent, she had my fly open, and was pulling my rapidly hardening cock from my jeans. I nearly drove into oncoming traffic when I felt her warm, wet mouth envelope me, and her grunts of exploit had me seeing stars. She would stop and gasp for air every few moments, and then dive back down to keep driving me even wilder. She pulled up her skirt, shoved aside her panty, and started rubbing her nearly hairless snatch rapidly. I could feel myself getting lighting headed, and found a spine road to overstretch 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 midget bosom shoved out at me through her shirt, as she positioned her dripping pussy over my fully attentive slam. With a gasp, she pushed down onto me. I could palpate her ejaculate immediately, but she wasn't content with just that. After her eubstance quit shaking against me, she began to lift herself up. She gripped my seat for leveraging, and started bouncing up and down furiously. I gripped her firm ass, and pulled myself deeper into her. Then she would lift up again, almost completely, and then I would pull her back down, until I was fully inside her again. She gasped,"Oh God. Oh, put your finger's breadth in me. I want you in both of my holes. Fuck, I need you so badly."Using her juice to wet my digit, I began working my finger into her little fix, and she groaned in answer. She began rocking faster, as my cock filled one trap, and my finger was buried to the knuckle in the other. She started shouting,"Fuck, fuck, shtup, fuck, fuck."And I could experience her torso begin it's now familiar spirit convulsing. She drove her tongue down my throat as she drove my cock deep into her belly. I exploded inside her, and she returned the favor as coming after orgasm shook her body. Panting and exhausted, we sat embraced for what seemed forever.

Soon she started stirring again, and my spent shaft still inside her began to come back to liveliness. With renewed get-up-and-go, her firm cheek began rising and falling with a slow but steady rhythm. She punctuated each cliff with a lighter morsel to my neck, sending dumbfound sense experience down my spine with each thrust. The steady pace, following the fevered tread from before, was a receive relief. Her surcharge panty rubbed against the side of my cock as she maintained her mesmeric movements. I ran my work force under her shirt, and slipped my digit beneath her bra, and began tenderly massaging her breasts and nipples. She unbuttoned her shirt, and unhooked her bra, then pressed her dresser into my face. My knife worked her mamilla, and I started sucking on them with abandon. The harder I sucked, the faster her pace became. Soon we were furiously writhing, with her pussy making slurping randomness with each fevered push. I felt her again and again toss in climax, but she maintained her phrenetic tread. At the import of truth, she practically leaped from me and buried my stopcock down her throat. I exploded down her throat, and she gulped down every drop of my seed. After a few intense moments, I began to shrink in her sassing, and she rose up and ran her clapper across my lip, sharing the taste of our commingle fluids.

She climbed back into her place, then pulled her soaked pantie off. With a grin and a jest, she wadded them up then binge them in my glove box as a souvenir. I breathlessly started the car back up, and drove her to the mall before driving to my character clock time job. My political boss griped at me for a few minutes for being late, and I had to just let him, because there was no way I was telling him why. After a lecture about responsibility, I got to work and tried to prevent myself occupied.

I got dwelling late and the menage was quiet. I headed straight to the can, and stripped down for a exhibitor. The odour of Shayla's succus still clung to my balls, and I could sense their sweet flavor, instantly making me shake hard. I climbed in the shower, and stood with the hot water pouring over me, while I gently stroked myself to the retentiveness. I stepped out of the water and opened my eyes, to see Angie, naked and wet from the steam, standing in front of me in the shower. She was looking down at my hand on my shaft, with a hand on her hip."Hey, you know you don't have to do that yourself. You just let me acknowledge when you have a demand, and I'll be happy to help."She pushed me out of the urine stream, and let the water supply pour over her curve. She turned away, and let the hot pee soak her firm ass. She swayed enticingly, leaned forward and parted her kitty-cat brim. She motioned me forward. As I got to her, she began grinding against the undersurface of my dick, arching her rear to bring her trunk close enough for my workforce to explore. The water and her juices served to make things slippery, and we both began to breathe heavily, when I pinned her to the shower wall. She took ahold of my shaft, and desperately shoved it into her waiting snatch. She pushed against the cascade wall, giving leverage to get me completely inside her tight bod, and I grabbed her breast, pulling her in tightly. Soon she was gripping the Georgia home boy wheel, with her feet completely off the floor and wrapped tight around my rosehip. I felt her drench my cock again and again, as climax after orgasm enveloped her. I held her tightly with one arm, while I worked her button with the former. Her small-scale torso, business firm and athletic, seemed to accept an interminable stamina. I, however, was growing very commonplace. She pulled away from me and spun around. She pinned me in the recession, planted one foot against the edge of the shower, she attacked my pecker again with youthful mirth. Her body rocked back and Forth, bracing her hands on my articulatio humeri for balance, and I could find her trunk sucking against me with each withdrawal. Her pussy clung to my cock, and each movement was one of utter ecstasy. My legs nearly buckled beneath me as I released inside her uterus, my seed coating her Pres Young dead body. Without a discussion, she kissed me then climbed out of the shower, and was sound asleep by the time I got to the hallway.

I was getting to a greater extent and more obnubilate. And over the adjacent few weeks I just kept being surprised. The miss would keep trying to outdo each other, and I was their play thing. As we sat on the cast watching a movie, Shayla pulled a blanket over us and stroked my dick, with her dad less than five ft 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 cupboard at school and fucked me during her lunch period of time. Angie bounced around with my dick buried in her ass while she chatted with her friend on the speech sound. And neither of them said a word about it to me any other fourth dimension. They never acknowledged that anything was different, and I felt like I was going insane. Months 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 squabble and argue at every opportunity.

As the schooltime twelvemonth drew to a close, my band got a job playing at a company for the graduating class, and while it didn't pay much, they said we could lend invitee and drink for free, so we were biz. 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 nice to each other. I didn't understand it, but it was practiced 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 recite, politely declined and grinned at each early when that happened. We played our set, and got a break as a DJ took over. Angie and Shayla came over to me and asked me to join them in the hot tub in the binding yard. I grabbed three feeding bottle of beer on my way back, and left the loud thumping party to the congener serenity of the binding chiliad. Both of the little girl 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 bare bodies, side by side, glistening from the moonshine had my tenderness racing. I kept looking back and forth between them, and they each had a grin 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 breast.

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 thing we have in common."

They both began kissing my face and neck opening, while Angie massaged my Ball and Shayla gripped my dick. I pulled both of them in close, and squeezed their can, Angie's firm and round, Shayla's small and petite. I had difficulties focusing, between each of the beautiful nubile consistence pressed so tightly against me, eagerly trying to please me, and their awing hands working on my hardened tool.

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 make seemed so sweet and pure, if she didn't at the Same metre put her leg over me and err my dick into her waiting kitty. She started a slow, methodical movement. She clearly had no intentions of making this quick. Shayla leaned back and began working her fingers into herself, and let out periodical groan to punctuate Angie's own. Angie pulled her body against mine, and her firm breasts pressed into my chest. Her fingers gripped into my back, and she drove me deeper and deeper into her with each movement. I slowly worked my hands down her back, over her pelvis, and squeezed her ass. She started kissing and licking my brim as I massaged her tight ass, and bit down as my digit slipped into her. She began rocking her hips back and Forth River ; trying to get both my dick trench inside her wet pussy, and my finger firmly into her tight ass."Oh my God, I don't know why we didn't do this years ago. I can't consider my big buddy is fucking me. This is so…. Oh screw, I'm coming !"Her body clenched around me as an orgasm shook her. After a few moments, she stopped shaking, gasped for air, and resumed her project of trying to pull me boost inside of her. Shayla looked on, and moaned rapidly as an orgasm rocked her as well.

Angie locked heart with me, and started again with a determined vividness. Her blonde hair was matted to her headspring, and swither poured from her, and the low hum of the hot tub did nothing to drown out her sharp ventilation. I could not break away from her pale blue eyes. I leaned back, so I could get a good view of her body, so young and pure, doing its beautiful dance upon me. As her rhythm built f number, I ran my fingers over her firm tummy, and against the visible light curve ball under her breasts. Her pace quickened as I lightly ran my hand against her collarbone, and against her boldness. As her pace became excited, I held her fount, and then pulled her to me, kissing her deeply and passionately as my seeded player burst into her untried womb. As I splashed inside her, she began quaking with another intense orgasm. I sat, gasping and out of breathing space, as Angie slouched against me.

Shayla, however, had other program. Exhausted, Angie rose off of me, and Shayla took her place. My prick stirred with the water stream, and Shayla looked at it happily. She gripped my cock and rubbed it between her soft lips. The satiny smoothness of it was revitalizing. She teased me, putting just the straits 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 sorting of patience. Her creamy thigh pressed down on mine as she shifted her free weight closer, finally taking me in foster. Her knees hugged my articulatio coxae while she slowly rolled her organic structure, still not taking my entire diaphysis, but teasing me with apprehension. Angie leaned against me and directed one hand to her cunt, and I ministered to her needs while bantam 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 kitty-cat. Angie moaned in my ear,"roll in the hay her good. shtup her so good she can't walk. Destroy her pussy, so I can get your dick 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 bantam chest, with her hard nipple, contrasted to Angie's fuller thorax, but Shayla's narrow waist meant she was far more flexible, and made up in enthusiasm what she lacked in curves. I sat there, with my dick trench inside one beautiful sister, one hand fucking the other sis, and my still unopened beer in the former handwriting. Shayla was pounding her organic structure against mine, and my gumshoe went late inside her with each fantastic rotation. Angie writhed, and came against my nimble finger. Simultaneously, Shayla shook and squeezed around my dick, and she exploded with wetness. Their coming proved too very much, and I soaked Shayla's kitty with wave after wafture of ejaculate. I struggled to appease conscious, but Shayla and Angie locked into a passionate kiss.

I found myself dozing in the hot tub, with a beautiful naked girl on either berm. They looked up at me with a poorly concealed mirthfulness. 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."

needle to say, summertime vacation was extremely interesting .