My younger sister Angie and I rarely got along growing up. She and my little crony were always much closer. When my brother moved to his dad's household, 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 sustain been less like my babe. Angie was acrobatic and outdoorsy, and Shayla into trendy wearing apparel and malls. Shayla was petite, with foresightful brown hair, a tiny shank, and narrow pelvis. Angie had a more strong round body more built for a basketball court than a runway, with short blonde whisker and wider rose hip. Angie tended to break more practical clothes, mainly jersey and jean that hugged her physique and Shayla preferred trendy push up shirts with short wench that matched to varying grade. They shared a room, but spent every minute hating each other.

Somewhere along the way with their competition, I became a battle priming. Shayla started out just being generally nice to me, and since I was 18 and had a car, meant that she went with me post. Angie of course started getting envious, and started trying to top her. They kept escalating their rivalry, and if one made me a sandwich, the other would ready 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 better than the other and I, being the oblivious loser, never thought more of it than destitute one ups-man ship.

The innocence was tossed out the window though, and it was as a great deal 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 room, and a few moments later, I heard a light smash on my door. Shayla was at the room access."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 bound so I was in the middle of the mattress, and they immediately rested their headway on my shoulders. I started to doze, but was awakened a short time later by a deal slipping down my short pants. The small digit worked my shorts down and began to tenderly massage my balls. My shaft quickly hardened in surprise, and the small hired man took hold of it and continued its massage. My first persuasion was Christy, but when I opened my optic, she was sound asleep. I turned to my left, and my tongue and sass were assaulted. A fury of kisses covered my mouth, and a quick oral cavity nibbled at the cushy skin on my cervix. My aggressor managed all of this while keeping my left arm pinned under her, though I had no disposition to volunteer any resistance. I could not think what was happening. Shayla's bantam handwriting was gripping my cock, and her budding tit pressed against me as she furiously kissed my face. With one arm pinned beneath her sleeping supporter, and the former completely under the Shayla's ascendency, I was at her mercy. She quickly pulled herself up, pinning my turncock between my abdomen and her warm wetness, and started grinding her tender pussy against my aching cock, while freeing my handwriting to run across her house ass and breast. Her pussy grew smashed and wetter. The whole time her ally slept soundly across my right arm, Shayla's nubile trunk pressed tightly against me, the forestall nakedness of it just making me want her Thomas More. Pre-cum oozed, mixing with her juices and our bellies slid against each other. I was nearly ready to break, 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 best part."She kissed me lightly on the chin, and then with the smoothest movement, my world exploded in lights. Her slippery kitty 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 torso moved like a piston, driving her down on me and rising again, and each movement serving to push me close and closer to the border. I couldn't believe what was happening. She seemed possessed, and I was determined to satisfy her so I began to couple her pace as I rocked my hips upward to cope with her down cause. I put my arm around her waistline to rip her John L. H. Down to me, and locked my mouth on her tiny tit, making her nipples sway hard with my tongue, before burying my face in her neck opening. I gripped her firm hind end with my free hand, and pulled her down to me, driving my cock deep into her consistence. Her young twat gripped my beam and I pulled her even tighter. She let out the tiniest squeak, and I could feel her soundbox clenching around my barb, then a gush of wetness. This sent me over the boundary, and I exploded inside of her, drenching her insides with sticky cum. As we lay there gasping, covered in sweat, Christy snored loudly correct in my ear.

The next morning at breakfast, things seemed back to normal. Christy and Shayla ate pancake, Angie ate eggs, and nonentity mentioned anything unusual the night before. For the side by side few twenty-four hours, affair seemed fairly convention, though I couldn't retain my heart off of Shayla's body. She seemed to love flaunting it, and made it a point to give me glimpses every prospect she got. Angie must give noticed, and decided she'd had enough. She had no intent 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 blue creak of my bedchamber threshold, and then a weighting shifted around on my bed. A small trunk pressed against my backbone, and I thought maybe Shayla had decided on another adventure. Again, a hand slipped down my shorts, and I could experience a ardent consistency wardrobe in against my bare back, with soft bosom and a softer tussock of hair on a fond slit held firmly against me. As my rod attained its full extension, I could feel light candy kiss on the binding of my neck. I turned over to converge her mouth and nearly shouted in surprise. As I lay there amazed, Angie's naked body, firm, fit and athletic, captured my attention. Without saying a word of honor, she pulled my shortstop off and wrapped her mouth around my rock hard shaft. Her tongue wormed its way around the head, before she brought her oral cavity completely to the base of my dick. I could feel her throat squeezing tightly on me before she pulled back. She began using her face to do it my rooster with a passion. Angie's moans 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 cheek in her sweet smelling slit. Her clit glistened at me, as I lapped at her furiously. clip and prison term again she gushed at me, and I drank in her juices each time. After what had seemed forever, I could palpate my testicle clenching, and Angie still working her way up and down without pause. Just when I thought I couldn't go for back any longer, she stopped. I ached for outlet, and she wanted to name me wait. She rose up, and moved her physical structure, positioning herself over my cock, grinning impishly. With a sly smile, she slipped it into her amazingly tight ass. ineffectual to hold back, I came the here and now I was inside her. She wasn't finished with me though, and her business firm ass kept my pecker hard. She slowly worked her body up and down, and my germ provided some slipperiness as it coated inside her. She kept her body moving and writhing and her handful size breasts jiggled enticingly. Soon, she was pounding away furiously, taking the replete extent of my dig deep 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 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 stage of ecstasy. Unable to care any More, I pushed her over onto her binding, and started pounding into her with rash wantonness. She buried her fingers into her pussy, and wave after wave of her orgasms poured over me, and I picked up my pace. Soon, Angie was gasping, and begged,"Come ! semen in me. I want you to issue forth in me, please !"With that, I just couldn't hold back a moment longer and let go with a violent stream. When I did, it was too much for her, and she unleashed a cloudburst of her own, and dripped down her torso and wetted my balls with her succus. I lay back, heaving, and Angie set about licking my balls and peter clean and jerk. She then leaned in, buried her tongue in my backtalk. After a few instant, she leaned out, kissed me on the forehead, and then left my elbow room to get dressed for school.

At shoal, things seemed back to normal for the girls, but it was hell 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 amazing weekend, and even if I could, who would believe me ? Angie and Shayla passed me in the foyer a few times that day, but didn't give any real indicant that anything had happened. By the end of the day, I had started wondering if maybe I had dreamed the whole thing up or something. After school, I walked out to my car, and Shayla was waiting for me."Hey, could you bring me to the mall on your way to crop ? Daddy said he'd pick me up from there if you could drop me off."I shrugged and unlocked the threshold. As the bus Angie and Shayla normally rode home pulled out, I could see Angie in the windowpane 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 solvent, she had my fly loose, and was pulling my rapidly hardening cock from my denim. I nearly drove into oncoming dealings when I felt her warm, wet mouth envelope me, and her grunt of effort had me seeing stars. She would bar and gasp for air every few minute, and then dive back down to keep driving me even wilder. She pulled up her bird, shoved aside her pantie, and started rubbing her nearly hairless twat rapidly. I could feel myself getting Light Within headed, and found a back route 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 affect my seat back and quickly climbed into my lap. Her tiny bosom shoved out at me through her shirt, as she positioned her dripping snatch over my fully heedful dick. With a pant, she pushed down onto me. I could experience her semen immediately, but she wasn't content with just that. After her body quit shaking against me, she began to pinch 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 rise 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 in me. I want you in both of my trap. nooky, I need you so badly."Using her succus to wet my finger, I began working my finger into her little jam, and she groaned in response. She began rocking faster, as my cock filled one hole, and my finger was buried to the knuckle in the other. She started shouting,"nooky, fuck, screw, fuck, fuck."And I could feel her organic structure start out it's now familiar convulsing. She drove her tongue down my pharynx as she drove my cock deep into her belly. I exploded inside her, and she returned the party favour as climax after orgasm shook her torso. Panting and exhausted, we sat embraced for what seemed forever.

Soon she started stirring again, and my spent shaft of light still inside her began to come in back to life. With renewed free energy, her business firm cheek began rising and falling with a slow but steady rhythm. She punctuated each drop with a illumine bite to my cervix, sending amazing champion down my spinal column with each knife thrust. The steady pace, following the fevered tempo from before, was a welcome easement. Her overcharge panty rubbed against the side of my cock as she maintained her hypnotic effort. I ran my hands under her shirt, and slipped my fingers beneath her bra, and began tenderly massaging her breasts and pap. She unbuttoned her shirt, and unhooked her bra, then pressed her chest into my face. My clapper worked her nipples, and I started sucking on them with abandon. The harder I sucked, the faster her pace became. Soon we were furiously writhing, with her kitty making slurping dissonance with each fevered get-up-and-go. I felt her again and again toss in orgasm, but she maintained her delirious pace. At the here and now of truth, she practically leaped from me and buried my dick down her throat. I exploded down her pharynx, and she gulped down every pearl of my seed. After a few intense moments, I began to wither in her back talk, and she rose up and ran her tongue across my mouth, sharing the taste sensation of our combined fluids.

She climbed back into her tush, then pulled her soaked scanty off. With a grin and a laughter, she wadded them up then squeeze them in my glove box as a souvenir. I breathlessly started the car back up, and drove her to the shopping centre before driving to my parting 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 talking to about responsibility, I got to work and tried to keep myself occupied.

I got home late and the house was tranquility. I headed straight to the bathroom, and stripped down for a rain shower. The smell of Shayla's succus still clung to my balls, and I could smell their sweet smell, instantly making me rock punishing. I climbed in the cascade, and stood with the hot water pouring over me, while I gently stroked myself to the computer memory. 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 cock, with a hand on her hip."Hey, you know you don't have to do that yourself. You just let me know when you have a need, and I'll be happy to help."She pushed me out of the water watercourse, and let the body of water pour over her curves. She turned away, and let the hot water soak her house ass. She swayed enticingly, leaned forward and parted her pussy mouth. 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 script to explore. The piddle and her succus served to draw things slippery, and we both began to catch one's breath heavily, when I pinned her to the rain shower wall. She took ahold of my cock, and desperately shoved it into her waiting pussy. She pushed against the shower bulwark, giving leverage to get me completely inside her pixilated flesh, and I grabbed her knocker, pulling her in tightly. Soon she was gripping the soap rack, with her human foot completely off the floor and wrapped tight around my pelvic arch. 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 clit with the other. Her low body, firm and athletic, seemed to have an endless stamina. I, however, was growing very tired. She pulled away from me and spin around. She pinned me in the corner, planted one fundament against the border of the shower, she attacked my cock again with youthful glee. Her consistency rocked back and Forth River, bracing her hired man on my shoulder for equalizer, and I could feel her body sucking against me with each detachment. Her puss clung to my cock, and each campaign was one of let loose disco biscuit. My legs nearly buckled beneath me as I released inside her uterus, my cum coating her young body. Without a tidings, 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 side by side few weeks I just kept being surprised. The little girl would keep trying to outdo each other, and I was their wager affair. As we sat on the redact watching a motion picture, Shayla pulled a blanket over us and stroked my pecker, with her dad less than five pes away. Angie hid under my desk and sucked me, while my mom stood in the doorway of my way asking me about my weekend plan. Shayla pulled me into a storage wardrobe at school day and fucked me during her lunch menstruation. Angie bounced around with my putz buried in her ass while she chatted with her champion on the sound. And neither of them said a tidings about it to me any early prison term. They never acknowledged that anything was different, and I felt like I was going insane. Months went by, and I was having Sir 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 bicker and argue at every opportunity.

As the school year drew to a finale, my set got a job acting at a party for the graduating class, and while it didn't pay much, they said we could bring Edgar Guest and tope for free people, so we were plot. 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 gracious to each early. 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 distinguish, 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 game K. I grabbed three feeding bottle of beer on my way back, and left the cheap thumping company to the congenator quiet of the back railway 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 naked trunk, position by English, glistening from the moonlight had my center 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 manpower over my chest.

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, while Angie massaged my Lucille Ball and Shayla gripped my dick. I pulled both of them in end, and squeezed their asses, Angie's firm and round, Shayla's diminished and petite. I had trouble focusing, between each of the beautiful marriageable torso pressed so tightly against me, eagerly trying to please me, and their amazing hands working on my hardened dick.

Angie looked at Shayla."I'm Old, so I get first. You wait your turn."She then leaned in and kissed her lightly. It would take seemed so sweet and pure, if she didn't at the same sentence put her leg over me and splay my dick into her waiting pussy. She started a slow, methodical apparent motion. She clearly had no design of making this quick. Shayla leaned back and began working her digit into herself, and let out periodic moans to punctuate Angie's own. Angie pulled her body against mine, and her firm breasts pressed into my dresser. Her fingers gripped into my back, and she drove me cryptical and deeper into her with each movement. I slowly worked my mitt down her dorsum, over her coxa, and squeezed her ass. She started kissing and licking my lips 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 hawkshaw deep inside her wet pussy, and my fingerbreadth firmly into her tight ass."Oh my God, I don't know why we didn't do this year ago. I can't believe my big buddy is fucking me. This is so…. Oh roll in the hay, 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 job of trying to pull me further inside 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 determined intensity. Her blonde pilus was matted to her straits, and lather poured from her, and the low hum of the hot tub did nothing to submerge out her sharp breathing. I could not stop away from her pale blue eyes. I leaned back, so I could get a good horizon of her body, so young and pure, doing its beautiful dancing upon me. As her round built focal ratio, I ran my fingers over her business firm potbelly, and against the light breaking ball under her knocker. Her pace quickened as I lightly ran my hand against her collarbone, and against her brass. As her pace became frantic, I held her case, and then pulled her to me, kissing her deeply and passionately as my seed burst into her young womb. As I splashed inside her, she began quaking with another vivid orgasm. 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 place. My cock stirred with the weewee stream, and Shayla looked at it happily. She gripped my tool and rubbed it between her soft mouth. The sleek blandness of it was revitalizing. She teased me, putting just the head of my dick in her pussycat, and then drawing it back out. I was still tender so soon after Angie's routine on me, and Shayla was not feeling any sort of patience. Her creamy thighs pressed down on mine as she shifted her system of weights closer, finally taking me in advance. Her knees hugged my hips while she slowly rolled her body, still not taking my entire barb, but teasing me with apprehension. Angie leaned against me and directed one bridge player to her kitty, 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 pie-eyed pussy. Angie moaned in my ear,"piece of tail 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 tool into her over and over. Her tiny breast, with her hard tit, contrasted to Angie's fuller chest of drawers, but Shayla's narrow-minded shank meant she was far more pliable, and made up in exuberance what she lacked in curves. I sat there, with my dick deep inside one beautiful sister, one helping hand fucking the other babe, and my still unopened beer in the former paw. Shayla was pounding her body against mine, and my gumshoe went bass inside her with each fantastic gyration. Angie writhed, and came against my nimble fingers. Simultaneously, Shayla shook and squeezed around my tool, and she exploded with wetness. Their coming proved too much, and I soaked Shayla's pussy with Wave after wave of ejaculate. I struggled to stay on witting, but Shayla and Angie locked into a passionate kiss.

I found myself dozing in the hot tub, with a beautiful naked girl 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 common ?"

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

Needless to say, summer holiday was extremely interest .