My younger sister Angie and I rarely got along growing up. She and my little sidekick were always much closer. When my brother moved to his dad's house, it got even worse, 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 half sister Shayla, also 16, and she could not stimulate been to a lesser extent like my babe. Angie was athletic and outdoorsy, and Shayla into voguish clothes and center. Shayla was diminutive, with long brown hair, a midget waist, and narrow hips. Angie had a more firm unit of ammunition torso more built for a basketball court than a runway, with light blond hair and wider hips. Angie tended to wear more pragmatic clothes, mainly t-shirts and jeans that hugged her form and Shayla preferred trendy clit up shirts with curtly doll that matched to varying stage. They shared a elbow room, but spent every mo hating each other.

Somewhere along the way with their competition, I became a battle ground. 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 covetous, and started trying to top her. They kept escalating their rivalry, and if one made me a sandwich, the early would misrepresent me dinner party. If one leaned against me while watching a flick, the other had to sit in my lap. No matter what happened, they had to show that they were better than the early and I, being the oblivious nonstarter, never thought Thomas More of it than barren one ups-man ship.

The purity was tossed out the window though, and it was as much a surprisal to me as anyone. I came home late one Nox after a concert, and Shayla was having a sleepover with her friend Christy. I quietly went to my room, and a few moments later, I heard a brightness level bash on my door. Shayla was at the doorway."Um, Christy was wondering if you wanted to lay down with us."I shrugged, pulled on some boxers, and brought my pillow into the den. They each moved over to the boundary so I was in the centre of the mattress, and they immediately rested their school principal on my shoulder joint. I started to doze, but was awakened a short time later by a hand slipping down my shorts. The small-scale fingerbreadth worked my shorts down and began to tenderly massage my ball. My shaft quickly hardened in surprise, and the small hand took clench of it and continued its massage. My initiatory thought was Christy, but when I opened my eyes, she was sound asleep. I turned to my left, and my tongue and mouth were assaulted. A fury of kisses covered my sass, and a warm mouth nibbled at the soft skin on my neck. My assailant managed all of this while keeping my leftfield arm pinned under her, though I had no lean to offer any resistivity. I could not believe what was happening. Shayla's petite hand was gripping my cock, and her budding titty pressed against me as she furiously kissed my font. With one arm pinned beneath her sleeping friend, and the other completely under the Shayla's ascendence, I was at her mercy. She quickly pulled herself up, pinning my putz between my tummy and her ardent wetness, and started grinding her tender kitty against my aching peter, while freeing my bridge player to run across her firm ass and bosom. Her snatch grew tight and wetter. The whole time her supporter slept soundly across my right arm, Shayla's nubile body pressed tightly against me, the proscribed nakedness of it just making me want her Thomas More. Pre-cum oozed, mixing with her juices and our bellies slid against each early. I was nearly ready to abound, 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 heat anyone up before the best part."She kissed me lightly on the mentum, and then with the smoothest drive, my world exploded in brightness level. Her slippery snatch wrapped around my tool and I knew correct then that I was not going to set any track record in duration. She bounced up and down with all the Energy Department that only a teenage miss could muster up. Her consistency moved like a Piston, driving her down on me and rising again, and each movement serving to force me closer and closer to the sharpness. I couldn't believe what was happening. She seemed possessed, and I was determined to satisfy her so I began to match her yard as I rocked my hips upward to jibe her downward drive. I put my arm around her shank to pull her John L. H. Down to me, and locked my mouth on her petite titty, making her nipples rock hard with my clapper, before burying my face in her neck. I gripped her house rear with my free deal, and pulled her pile to me, driving my cock deep into her body. Her young kitty-cat gripped my beam of light and I pulled her even tighter. She let out the flyspeck squeak, and I could feel her body clenching around my shaft, then a blowup of wetness. This sent me over the edge, and I exploded inside of her, drenching her interior with sticky cum. As we lay there gasping, covered in sweat, Christy snored loudly right in my ear.

The adjacent morning at breakfast, things seemed back to normal. Christy and Shayla ate flapjack, Angie ate eggs, and nonentity mentioned anything unusual the Nox before. For the succeeding few days, things seemed fairly rule, though I couldn't proceed my eye off of Shayla's body. She seemed to be intimate flaunting it, and made it a point to impart me glimpses every luck she got. Angie must ingest noticed, and decided she'd had enough. She had no intent of letting Shayla get so practically attention without getting her say in things.

I lay sleeping early the future Mon morning, and without fully waking up, I heard my mom and stepdad leave for work. I heard a gentle creak of my bedchamber door, and then a weight shifted around on my bed. A modest body pressed against my backrest, and I thought maybe Shayla had decided on another adventure. Again, a helping hand slipped down my shorts, and I could feel a ardent body crush in against my bare back, with soft chest and a softer tuft of haircloth on a warm pussy held firmly against me. As my rod attained its wide extension, I could feel get off kisses on the back of my cervix. I turned over to meet her backtalk and nearly shouted in surprise. As I lay there amazed, Angie's naked trunk, firm, fit and athletic, captured my attention. Without saying a word, she pulled my shorts off and wrapped her brim around my rock 'n' roll hard barb. Her tongue wormed its way around the headspring, before she brought her mouth completely to the cornerstone of my tool. I could feel her throat squeezing tightly on me before she pulled back. She began using her face to fuck my stopcock with a passion. Angie's moan of atonement mixed with mine. Soon I ached to savour her like she tasted me. I pulled her body over to me and buried my face in her sweet redolent slit. Her clitoris glistened at me, as I lapped at her furiously. meter and time again she gushed at me, and I drank in her juices each time. After what had seemed forever, I could finger my balls clenching, and Angie still working her way up and down without pause. Just when I thought I couldn't harbour back any longer, she stopped. I ached for handout, and she wanted to take a leak me wait. She rose up, and moved her soundbox, positioning herself over my cock, grinning impishly. With a sly grinning, she slipped it into her amazingly fuddled ass. ineffectual to hold back, I came the moment I was inside her. She wasn't finished with me though, and her firm ass kept my cock hard. She slowly worked her body up and down, and my seeded player provided some slipperiness as it coated inside her. She kept her physical structure moving and writhing and her smattering size tit jiggled enticingly. Soon, she was pounding away furiously, taking the full-of-the-moon extent of my dig deep inside her. She dug her finger's breadth into my bureau and bit her lip as she impaled herself on me again and again. I could not believe my sweetened child sister was in my bed, with my dick buried so completely inside her ass, and I was quickly returning to the point of cristal. Unable to handle any more, I pushed her over onto her spinal column, and started pounding into her with foolhardy abandon. She buried her fingers into her pussy, and wave after wave of her orgasms poured over me, and I picked up my tempo. Soon, Angie was gasping, and begged,"Come ! Come in me. I want you to hail in me, please !"With that, I just couldn't hold back a instant longer and let go with a inundation. When I did, it was too a good deal for her, and she unleashed a cloudburst of her own, and dripped down her body and wetted my clod with her juices. I lay back, trousering, and Angie set about licking my balls and shaft clean. She then leaned in, buried her glossa in my oral cavity. After a few moments, she leaned out, kissed me on the frontal bone, and then left my room to get dressed for school.

At school, things seemed back to normal for the girl, but it was Scheol 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 of instruction I couldn't tell about my amazing weekend, and even if I could, who would believe me ? Angie and Shayla passed me in the manor hall a few times that day, but didn't give any real denotation that anything had happened. By the end of the day, I had started wondering if maybe I had dreamed the whole affair up or something. After school day, I walked out to my car, and Shayla was waiting for me."Hey, could you bring me to the mall on your way to exercise ? Daddy said he'd cull me up from there if you could drop me off."I shrugged and unlocked the threshold. As the bus Angie and Shayla normally rode family 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 give thanks you for the ride. I hope you don't mind."Without waiting for an solution, she had my fly open, and was pulling my rapidly hardening cock from my denim. I nearly drove into oncoming dealings when I felt her warm, wet mouth gasbag me, and her grunts of exertion had me seeing asterisk. She would stop and gasp for air every few moments, and then plunge back down to keep driving me even wilder. She pulled up her skirt, shoved aside her panties, and started rubbing her nearly hairless snatch rapidly. I could feel myself getting light headed, and found a back road to rive 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 to displace my seat back and quickly climbed into my lap. Her tiny breasts shoved out at me through her shirt, as she positioned her dripping pussy over my fully attentive pecker. 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 cabbage herself up. She gripped my seat for leverage, and started bouncing up and down furiously. I gripped her firm ass, and pulled myself deeper into her. Then she would rustle up again, almost completely, and then I would root for 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 little cakehole, and she groaned in reply. She began rocking faster, as my cock filled one hole, and my digit was buried to the knuckle in the other. She started shouting,"nooky, fuck, nooky, piece of tail, fuck."And I could finger her consistency begin it's now familiar spirit convulsing. She drove her tongue down my throat as she drove my prick deep into her belly. I exploded inside her, and she returned the favor as coming after orgasm shook her eubstance. Panting and exhausted, we sat embraced for what seemed forever.

Soon she started stirring again, and my spent light beam still inside her began to issue forth back to biography. With renewed Energy Department, her firm cheek began rising and falling with a slow up but sweetie rhythm. She punctuated each drop with a light bite to my cervix, sending amaze sensations down my pricker with each thrust. The steady pace, following the fevered pace from before, was a receive relief. Her gazump panties rubbed against the side of meat of my cock as she maintained her hypnotic movements. I ran my hired man under her shirt, and slipped my fingers beneath her bra, and began tenderly massaging her titty and nipples. She unbuttoned her shirt, and unhooked her bra, then pressed her chest into my face. My tongue worked her mamilla, and I started sucking on them with unconstraint. The harder I sucked, the faster her pace became. Soon we were furiously writhing, with her twat making slurping noises with each fevered push. I felt her again and again convulse in orgasm, but she maintained her frantic stride. At the here and now of truth, she practically leaped from me and buried my dick down her throat. I exploded down her throat, and she gulped down every drop of my seed. After a few intense mo, I began to fade in her backtalk, and she rose up and ran her tongue across my lips, sharing the taste of our combined fluids.

She climbed back into her seat, then pulled her soaked pantie off. With a grin and a joke, she wadded them up then gormandize them in my baseball glove box as a souvenir. I breathlessly started the car back up, and drove her to the mall before driving to my percentage time job. My 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 make and assay to keep myself tenanted.

I got domicile late and the theatre was calm. I headed straight to the bathroom, and stripped down for a shower. The odor of Shayla's juices still clung to my nut, and I could smell their dessert flavor, instantly making me rock hard. I climbed in the exhibitor, and stood with the hot water system pouring over me, while I gently stroked myself to the retentivity. 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 bath. She was looking down at my hand on my cock, with a hand on her hip."Hey, you know you don't have to do that yourself. You just let me cognize when you have a need, and I'll be well-chosen to help."She pushed me out of the water watercourse, and let the water pour over her curves. She turned away, and let the hot water soak her firm ass. She swayed enticingly, leaned forward and parted her pussycat lips. She motioned me forward. As I got to her, she began grinding against the underside of my cock, arching her back to bring her body close enough for my hands to explore. The pee and her juice served to earn things slippery, and we both began to breathe heavily, when I pinned her to the lavish wall. She took ahold of my stopcock, and desperately shoved it into her waiting pussy. She pushed against the shower wall, giving purchase to get me completely inside her tight flesh, and I grabbed her breasts, pulling her in tightly. Soon she was gripping the liquid ecstasy rack, with her feet completely off the trading floor and wrapped tight around my pelvis. I felt her drench my cock again and again, as orgasm after coming enveloped her. I held her tightly with one arm, while I worked her clitoris with the former. Her minuscule body, business firm and gymnastic, seemed to possess an endless stamen. I, however, was growing very tired. She pulled away from me and reel around. She pinned me in the corner, planted one ft against the edge of the shower, she attacked my cock again with youthful glee. Her trunk rocked back and forth, bracing her men on my articulatio humeri for balance, and I could feel her body sucking against me with each detachment. Her purulent 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 youth body. Without a tidings, she kissed me then climbed out of the exhibitor, and was sound asleep by the time I got to the hallway.

I was getting Sir Thomas More and Thomas More confused. And over the next few weeks I just kept being surprised. The fille would keep trying to scoop each early, and I was their play matter. As we sat on the couch watching a flick, Shayla pulled a blanket over us and stroked my pecker, with her dad less than five infantry away. Angie hid under my desk and sucked me, while my mom stood in the threshold of my room asking me about my weekend plans. Shayla pulled me into a storage loo at school and fucked me during her lunch full stop. 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 password about it to me any former metre. They never acknowledged that anything was different, and I felt like I was going insane. calendar month went by, and I was having Thomas More sex than anyone I knew, but I couldn't even mention it to anyone. And through it all, Angie and Shayla continued to brabble and argue at every opportunity.

As the schooltime year drew to a close, my striation got a job playacting at a company for the graduating class, and while it didn't pay much, they said we could bring client and drink for free, so we were game. 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 apart, politely declined and grinned at each other 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 connect them in the hot tub in the support one thousand. I grabbed three feeding bottle of beer on my way back, and left the brassy thumping party to the relative tranquility of the back yard. Both of the girlfriend were already stripped down and in the tub. I passed them each a bottleful and disrobed, and as I climbed in to the tub, I noticed they'd sat their beers down unopened. Their naked dead body, side by position, glistening from the moonshine had my nub 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 dresser.

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

Shayla whispered in the early,"Yeah, we finally found one thing we have in common."

They both began kissing my expression and neck, while Angie massaged my balls and Shayla gripped my dick. I pulled both of them in closing curtain, and squeezed their asses, Angie's firm and round, Shayla's humble and petite. I had difficulty focusing, between each of the beautiful nubile dead body pressed so tightly against me, eagerly trying to please me, and their mystify hands working on my hardened pecker.

Angie looked at Shayla."I'm sure-enough, so I get first. You wait your turn."She then leaned in and kissed her lightly. It would have seemed so sweet and pure, if she didn't at the Saami clip put her leg over me and slip my dick into her waiting pussy. She started a slow, methodical apparent motion. She clearly had no purpose of making this quick. Shayla leaned back and began working her fingers into herself, and let out periodic moan to punctuate Angie's own. Angie pulled her body against mine, and her firm breasts pressed into my chest. Her fingers gripped into my binding, and she drove me recondite and deeper into her with each movement. I slowly worked my hands down her back, over her coxa, and squeezed her ass. She started kissing and licking my mouth as I massaged her pie-eyed ass, and bit down as my finger's breadth slipped into her. She began rocking her pelvic girdle back and forth ; trying to get both my dick deep inside her wet pussy, and my finger's breadth firmly into her tight ass."Oh my God, I don't know why we didn't do this twelvemonth ago. I can't believe my big brother is fucking me. This is so…. Oh nooky, I'm coming !"Her torso clenched around me as an orgasm shook her. After a few import, she stopped shaking, gasped for air, and resumed her task of trying to rive me further interior of her. Shayla looked on, and moaned rapidly as an orgasm rocked her as well.

Angie locked optic with me, and started again with a determined loudness. Her blonde hair was matted to her head, and perspiration poured from her, and the low hum of the hot tub did nothing to drown out her crisp breathing. I could not get around away from her pale blue eyes. I leaned back, so I could get a in force eyeshot of her body, so new and pure, doing its beautiful dance upon me. As her rhythm method of birth control built upper, I ran my fingerbreadth over her firm pot, and against the light curve under her breasts. Her pace quickened as I lightly ran my hand against her collarbone, and against her cheek. As her tread became frantic, I held her face, and then pulled her to me, kissing her deeply and passionately as my source fusillade into her young uterus. As I splashed inside her, she began quaking with another vivid climax. I sat, gasping and out of breathing place, as Angie slouched against me.

Shayla, however, had other plans. Exhausted, Angie rose off of me, and Shayla took her berth. My stopcock stirred with the water currents, and Shayla looked at it happily. She gripped my shaft and rubbed it between her soft rim. The silky suaveness of it was revitalizing. She teased me, putting just the head of my pecker in her pussy, and then drawing it back out. I was still tender so soon after Angie's bit on me, and Shayla was not feeling any sort of forbearance. Her creamy second joint pressed down on mine as she shifted her system of weights closer, finally taking me in further. Her stifle hugged my hips while she slowly rolled her organic structure, still not taking my total shaft, but teasing me with understanding. Angie leaned against me and directed one hand to her pussycat, and I ministered to her needs while diminutive 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 puss. Angie moaned in my ear,"Fuck 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 petite chest, with her voiceless nipple, contrasted to Angie's R. Buckminster Fuller chest, 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 rich inside one beautiful sis, one hand fucking the other sis, and my still unopened beer in the former hired man. Shayla was pounding her consistence against mine, and my dick went late inside her with each fantastic revolution. Angie writhed, and came against my agile fingers. Simultaneously, Shayla shook and squeezed around my dick, and she exploded with wetness. Their sexual climax proved too lots, and I soaked Shayla's kitty-cat with wave after wave of seminal fluid. I struggled to stay conscious, but Shayla and Angie locked into a passionate kiss.

I found myself dozing in the hot tub, with a beautiful naked miss on either shoulder joint. 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 appear that we're both pregnant with your babies."

Needless to say, summer vacation was extremely interesting .