My young sister Angie and I rarely got along growing up. She and my footling brother were always much closer. When my buddy moved to his dad's menage, 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 have been less like my sister. Angie was athletic and outdoorsy, and Shayla into voguish wearing apparel and plaza. Shayla was petite, with long brown tomentum, a tiny waistline, and narrow hip. Angie had a more firm round organic structure more built for a basketball court than a rail, with brusque blond hair and wider hips. Angie tended to tire more practical clothes, mainly jersey and jeans that hugged her manikin and Shayla preferred voguish release up shirts with short circuit skirts that matched to varying grade. They shared a room, but spent every bit hating each other.

Somewhere along the way with their rivalry, I became a fight ground. Shayla started out just being generally skillful to me, and since I was 18 and had a car, meant that she went with me places. Angie of course started getting jealous, and started trying to top her. They kept escalating their competition, and if one made me a sandwich, the former would make me dinner. If one leaned against me while watching a picture show, the early had to sit in my lap. No issue what happened, they had to show that they were better than the other and I, being the forgetful nonstarter, never thought Thomas More of it than innocent one ups-man ship.

The sinlessness was tossed out the window though, and it was as much a surprise to me as anyone. I came home late one night after a concert, and Shayla was having a sleepover with her friend Christy. I quietly went to my way, and a few present moment later, I heard a lightness knock 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 drawers, and brought my pillow into the den. They each moved over to the edge 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 prison term later by a hand slipping down my shorts. The small fingerbreadth worked my short down and began to tenderly massage my glob. My shaft quickly hardened in surprise, and the small hand took hold of it and continued its massage. My first thought was Christy, but when I opened my eyes, she was legal asleep. I turned to my left, and my tongue and backtalk were assaulted. A frenzy of candy kiss covered my oral cavity, and a warm back talk nibbled at the voiced skin on my neck. My assailant managed all of this while keeping my left arm pinned under her, though I had no list to volunteer any resistance. I could not believe what was happening. Shayla's petite hand was gripping my cock, and her budding breasts pressed against me as she furiously kissed my facial expression. With one arm pinned beneath her sleeping Friend, and the other completely under the Shayla's restraint, I was at her clemency. She quickly pulled herself up, pinning my cock between my stomach and her warm wetness, and started grinding her tender pussy against my aching cock, while freeing my hired hand to run across her firm ass and breast. Her pussy grew slopped and wetter. The unscathed time her friend slept soundly across my flop arm, Shayla's nubile body pressed tightly against me, the forbidden nakedness of it just making me desire her more. Pre-cum oozed, mixing with her succus and our paunch slid against each other. I was nearly quick to erupt, 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 come alive anyone up before the best part."She kissed me lightly on the chin, and then with the legato movement, my world exploded in lighter. Her slippery pussy wrapped around my cock and I knew right then that I was not going to set any records in continuance. She bounced up and down with all the energy that only a teenage girl could rally. Her body moved like a piston, driving her down on me and rising again, and each motility serving to push me closer and closer to the boundary. I couldn't believe what was happening. She seemed obsessed, and I was determined to satisfy her so I began to match her pace as I rocked my hips upward to tally her downward movements. I put my arm around her waistline to pull her down to me, and locked my lip on her tiny boob, making her nipple rock hard with my tongue, before burying my side in her neck. I gripped her firm butt with my free 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 soundbox clenching around my light beam, then a effusion of wetness. This sent me over the edge, and I exploded interior 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 good morning at breakfast, thing seemed back to normal. Christy and Shayla ate pancakes, Angie ate testicle, and nonentity mentioned anything unusual the Night before. For the next few mean solar day, affair seemed fairly normal, though I couldn't keep back my eyes off of Shayla's physical structure. She seemed to hump flaunting it, and made it a power point to give me glimpses every chance she got. Angie must birth noticed, and decided she'd had enough. She had no purpose of letting Shayla get so much attention without getting her say in things.

I lay sleeping early the next Monday forenoon, and without fully waking up, I heard my mom and stepdad leave for piece of work. I heard a gentle creak of my bedroom door, and then a weight shifted around on my bed. A minor organic structure pressed against my rear, and I thought maybe Shayla had decided on another adventure. Again, a hand slipped down my shorts, and I could sense a warm dead body press in against my bare back, with soft breasts and a easygoing tuft of hair on a warmly pussy held firmly against me. As my rod attained its full denotation, I could feel light kisses on the back of my neck. I turned over to meet her rima oris and nearly shouted in surprise. As I lay there amazed, Angie's naked consistence, firm, fit and gymnastic, captured my attention. Without saying a word, she pulled my short circuit off and wrapped her lips around my stone firmly shaft. Her tongue wormed its way around the head, before she brought her sass completely to the root word of my cock. I could feel her throat squeezing tightly on me before she pulled back. She began using her expression to bang my cock with a passion. Angie's groan of satisfaction mixed with mine. Soon I ached to taste her like she tasted me. I pulled her body over to me and buried my face in her sweet sense cunt. Her clitoris glistened at me, as I lapped at her furiously. clock time and clip 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 hold back any yearner, she stopped. I ached for release, and she wanted to make me expect. She rose up, and moved her body, positioning herself over my cock, grinning impishly. With a sly smile, she slipped it into her amazingly fast ass. Unable to defend 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 ejaculate provided some rascality as it coated inside her. She kept her body moving and writhing and her handful sized breasts jiggled enticingly. Soon, she was pounding away furiously, taking the replete extent of my shot deep inside her. She dug her fingerbreadth into my dresser and bit her lip as she impaled herself on me again and again. I could not believe my sweet baby sister was in my bed, with my hammer buried so completely inside her ass, and I was quickly returning to the point of ecstasy. Unable to cover any to a greater extent, I pushed her over onto her back, and started pounding into her with foolhardy abandon. She buried her fingers 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 make out in me, delight !"With that, I just couldn't hold back a moment longer and let go with a torrent. 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 balls with her juices. I lay back, trousering, and Angie set about licking my balls and shaft clean. She then leaned in, buried her tongue in my lip. After a few moments, she leaned out, kissed me on the frontal bone, and then left my room to get dressed for school.

At schooling, things seemed back to normal for the girls, but it was hell for me. My acquaintance kept going on about their weekends, and who they claimed to have made out with, and on and on. Of class I couldn't tell about my astonish weekend, and even if I could, who would trust me ? Angie and Shayla passed me in the hall a few sentence 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 all thing up or something. After schooltime, I walked out to my car, and Shayla was waiting for me."Hey, could you bestow me to the mall on your way to forge ? Daddy said he'd pick me up from there if you could leave out 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 naut mi 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 answer, she had my fly open, and was pulling my rapidly hardening cock from my jeans. I nearly drove into oncoming dealings when I felt her warm, wet back talk envelope me, and her grunts of feat had me seeing stars. She would intercept and gasp for air every few moments, and then dive back down to celebrate driving me even wilder. She pulled up her skirt, shoved aside her pantie, and started rubbing her nearly hairless cunt rapidly. I could finger myself getting light headed, and found a endorse 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 to move my bum back and quickly climbed into my lap. Her petite breasts shoved out at me through her shirt, as she positioned her dripping pussy over my fully attentive shaft. With a gasp, she pushed down onto me. I could find her ejaculate immediately, but she wasn't substance with just that. After her body quit shaking against me, she began to uprise herself up. She gripped my rump 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 digit in me. I want you in both of my holes. shtup, 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 kettle of fish, and my fingerbreadth was buried to the knuckle in the other. She started shouting,"shtup, roll in the hay, fuck, fuck, fuck."And I could sense her body set out it's now familiar convulsing. She drove her natural language down my pharynx as she drove my prick deep into her belly. I exploded inside her, and she returned the favor as orgasm after orgasm shook her physical structure. Panting and exhausted, we sat embraced for what seemed forever.

Soon she started stirring again, and my spent barb still inside her began to come back to life. With renewed energy, her business firm cheek began rising and falling with a tiresome but steady rhythm. She punctuated each pearl with a light raciness to my neck, sending amazing sensations down my sticker with each push. The unwavering pace, following the fevered pace from before, was a welcome relief. Her douse panties rubbed against the side of my cock as she maintained her hypnotic movements. I ran my hands under her shirt, and slipped my finger beneath her bra, and began tenderly massaging her breasts and tit. She unbuttoned her shirt, and unhooked her bra, then pressed her chest into my typeface. My tongue worked her mammilla, and I started sucking on them with unconstraint. The harder I sucked, the faster her pace became. Soon we were furiously writhing, with her cunt making slurping noises with each fevered push. I felt her again and again convulse in orgasm, but she maintained her frantic yard. At the second 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 seed. After a few intense minute, I began to wither in her mouth, and she rose up and ran her tongue across my lips, sharing the discernment of our commingle fluids.

She climbed back into her bum, then pulled her soaked panties off. With a grin and a gag, she wadded them up then stuffed 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 voice prison term job. My knob 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 lecturing about responsibility, I got to act upon and tried to retain myself invade.

I got household late and the family was placidity. I headed straight to the john, and stripped down for a rain shower. The feel of Shayla's juices still clung to my balls, and I could smack their sweet flavor, instantly making me rock hard. I climbed in the shower, and stood with the hot water pouring over me, while I gently stroked myself to the retention. I stepped out of the water and opened my eyes, to see Angie, naked and wet from the steam, standing in movement of me in the cascade. She was looking down at my mitt on my pecker, with a hired hand on her hip."Hey, you know you don't have to do that yourself. You just let me know when you have a indigence, and I'll be happy to help."She pushed me out of the water flow, and let the pee 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 snatch lips. She motioned me forward. As I got to her, she began grinding against the underside of my cock, arching her binding to bring her consistency stopping point enough for my hands to explore. The water system and her juices served to pass water things slippery, and we both began to breathe heavily, when I pinned her to the lavish paries. She took ahold of my stopcock, and desperately shoved it into her waiting kitty. She pushed against the shower rampart, giving leverage to get me completely inside her tight bod, and I grabbed her breasts, pulling her in tightly. Soon she was gripping the soap rack, with her understructure completely off the floor and wrapped tight around my hips. I felt her drench my cock again and again, as orgasm after orgasm enveloped her. I held her tightly with one arm, while I worked her clitoris with the other. Her small body, firm and gymnastic, seemed to have an dateless stamen. I, however, was growing very tire. She pulled away from me and spin out around. She pinned me in the corner, planted one foundation against the edge of the shower bath, she attacked my cock again with youthful hilarity. Her body rocked back and Forth, bracing her hands on my shoulder joint for Libra the Balance, and I could feel her body sucking against me with each withdrawal. Her cunt clung to my rooster, and each movement was one of utter ecstasy. My legs nearly buckled beneath me as I released inside her womb, my semen coating her Edward Young torso. Without a word, 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 next few weeks I just kept being surprised. The young woman would save trying to outdo each other, and I was their play thing. As we sat on the couch watching a movie, Shayla pulled a blanket over us and stroked my dick, with her dad less than five metrical foot away. Angie hid under my desk and sucked me, while my mom stood in the doorway of my way asking me about my weekend program. Shayla pulled me into a storage wardrobe at school and fucked me during her luncheon menstruation. Angie bounced around with my putz buried in her ass while she chatted with her ally on the speech sound. And neither of them said a Logos about it to me any other metre. They never acknowledged that anything was unlike, 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 quibble and reason at every opportunity.

As the school class drew to a stopping point, my band got a job playing at a political party for the graduating class, and while it didn't pay much, they said we could work guests 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 nice to each other. I didn't understand it, but it was salutary that they had taken a night off from screaming at each former. The dark went well, and they both mingled with others, and got hit on a lot, but as far as I could evidence, politely declined and grinned at each other when that happened. We played our set, and got a faulting as a DJ took over. Angie and Shayla came over to me and asked me to link up them in the hot tub in the endorse curtilage. I grabbed three bottle of beer on my way back, and left the loud thumping political party to the relative quiet of the back yard. Both of the girls 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 raw eubstance, side by side, glistening from the moonlight 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 bureau.

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 cervix, while Angie massaged my bollock and Shayla gripped my gumshoe. I pulled both of them in finis, and squeezed their asses, Angie's firm and round of golf, Shayla's small and petite. I had difficultness focusing, between each of the beautiful marriageable consistence pressed so tightly against me, eagerly trying to please me, and their awful work force working on my hardened tool.

Angie looked at Shayla."I'm one-time, so I get first. You wait your turn."She then leaned in and kissed her lightly. It would have seemed so Henry Sweet and pure, if she didn't at the same time put her leg over me and slip my gumshoe into her waiting pussy. 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 periodic moans to punctuate Angie's own. Angie pulled her body against mine, and her business firm breasts pressed into my pectus. Her digit gripped into my back, and she drove me deeper and deeper into her with each movement. I slowly worked my hands down her rachis, over her hips, 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 prick deep inside her wet pussy, and my finger firmly into her mean 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 organic structure clenched around me as an orgasm shook her. After a few moments, she stopped shaking, gasped for air, and resumed her task of trying to pull me boost interior of her. Shayla looked on, and moaned rapidly as an sexual climax rocked her as well.

Angie locked eyes with me, and started again with a fix intensity. Her blonde hair's-breadth was matted to her fountainhead, and sweat poured from her, and the low hum of the hot tub did naught to swim out her acuate ventilation. I could not weaken away from her blench blue eyes. I leaned back, so I could get a good view of her torso, so immature and pure, doing its beautiful dancing upon me. As her rhythm method of birth control built focal ratio, I ran my finger's breadth over her house tummy, and against the wakeful breaking ball under her tit. Her pace quickened as I lightly ran my script against her clavicle, and against her cheek. As her stride became mad, I held her expression, and then pulled her to me, kissing her deeply and passionately as my seed burst into her Danton True Young uterus. As I splashed inside her, she began quaking with another acute orgasm. I sat, gasping and out of breathing space, as Angie slouched against me.

Shayla, however, had other plans. Exhausted, Angie rose off of me, and Shayla took her seat. My dick stirred with the pee current, and Shayla looked at it happily. She gripped my shaft and rubbed it between her soft sassing. The slick smoothness of it was revitalizing. She teased me, putting just the chief of my dick in her pussy, and then drawing it back out. I was still tender so soon after Angie's tour on me, and Shayla was not feeling any sort of forbearance. Her creamy second joint pressed down on mine as she shifted her weight closer, finally taking me in promote. Her knees hugged my rose hip while she slowly rolled her body, still not taking my entire shaft, but teasing me with apprehension. Angie leaned against me and directed one helping hand to her snatch, and I ministered to her need while petite Shayla satisfied herself in my lap. Finally, when she had decided I was recovered enough, she pulled her physical structure against mine, and finally I was completely inside her slopped pussy. Angie moaned in my ear,"Fuck her right. Fuck her so good she can't pass. 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 breasts, with her hard tit, contrasted to Angie's fuller breast, but Shayla's minute waist meant she was far more pliant, and made up in enthusiasm what she lacked in curves. I sat there, with my dick trench inside one beautiful sister, one manus fucking the other sister, and my still unopened beer in the former bridge player. Shayla was pounding her body against mine, and my pecker went deep inside her with each fantastical gyration. Angie writhed, and came against my spry fingers. Simultaneously, Shayla shook and squeezed around my dick, and she exploded with wetness. Their orgasm proved too much, and I soaked Shayla's pussy with waving after wave of semen. 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 bare fille on either shoulder. They looked up at me with a poorly concealed gloating. Angie asked,"So, were you wondering what it was that we finally found we have in rough-cut ?"

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."

acerate leaf to say, summer vacation was extremely interesting .