Loading...I had joined the Navy shortly after graduation. We were headed home to port after an extended cruise, my last as I was due for rotation to shore-duty and from there to an honorable discharge six month’s later. Still several days away before we docked, I’d received a telegram from my mother. The fact she’d sent a telegram rather than a letter told me it was urgent. Worried, I quickly opened it the moment I’d received it, and laughed. Good old mom.
My younger sister Cindy had finally come out of the proverbial closet as it were, announcing to my parents something I had known for a number of years. She was gay, and had finally gotten around to telling them. The only bad part as I saw it was in making that announcement, she had also informed them she was moving to the west coast where she had gotten a lucrative job working for a newspaper as a reporter.
As I finished reading the telegram, relieved that nothing of a serious nature had actually happened, my mother’s final words to me were to look up my sister as soon as I arrived to see if I could convince her to change her life-style. Once again I laughed. I had every intention of seeing her of course, after all she was my sister, but I had no intention in “talking” to her as mother had asked me to. It had been over a year now since I had seen her last. Excited she would be living and working in the same city where I’d be stationed, I looked forward to spending time with her again.
I sent a telegram back to my mother telling her I was indeed anxious to see Cindy, though not for the same reasons she was. And wrote my sister letting her know when it was we’d be sailing into port.
When the day arrived, I along with everyone else stood by the railing in an attempt to spot those who had come to see us in. I wasn’t too surprised to discover that I couldn’t pick my sister out from the throng of wives and relatives who stood anxiously waiting for us to finally begin debarkation from aboard ship.
Finally it was my turn to leave. Throwing my duffle bag over my shoulder, I made my way down to the dock wondering if Cindy had ever received my telegram. I hadn’t heard back from her after sending it, prepared to catch a Taxi to my sister’s address that mother had given me.
“Jack?”
Hearing my name being called out was a bit of a surprise. But the familiarity behind the voice wasn’t. Spinning around, setting my duffle bag down on the pavement as I did, I expectantly turned to see my sister standing there. Which she was of course, but I hadn’t expected to see her looking as she was. It had been well over a year since I’d last seen her, but I wasn’t prepared for the obvious change in her during that time. At just a little over five feet, Cindy had always been considered ‘petite’. For as long as I’d known her, she’d always worn her light brown hair long. Turning, it took me a moment to realize I was actually staring at my little sister. Her hair was now blonde, and only slightly longer than mine was.
“Cindy?” I found myself actually questioning.
The eyes, and certainly the smile was the same however. Cindy immediately came into my arms giving me a warm sisterly hug.
“Well? What do you think?” she said stepping away, spinning around in a circle.
“I like!” I said honestly, still getting used to this new look, realizing as I did that this was probably something else my mother had had to deal with though without expressing it in words to me.
It was also at that moment that I saw another woman standing a short distance away. Catching her eye, she smiled. She was strikingly beautiful. Unlike my sister, she wore her near coal black hair long, well down the middle of her back though at the moment it was tightly braided.
“Jack? This is…Melinda,” Cindy said hesitating briefly before giving me her name.
I wasn’t sure if she’d considered saying something other than that, partner, or lover perhaps. But just in the way she introduced Melinda to me said it all. Turning towards her, Melinda extended her hand in greeting. As she did, I heard Cindy giggle.
“Oh for hells sake Mel,” Cindy began, using the far more intimate acknowledgement of her partner by using the shortened version of her name. “He’s my brother, he’s family…just like you are. Give him a hug!” she said laughing.
I smiled, albeit a bit awkwardly as I wasn’t sure if ‘Mel’ as Cindy had called her was quite prepared to be receiving a hug from me just yet. Melinda smiled back however just as warmly, and stepped into my arms.
“Cindy’s told me quite a bit about you,” she said easily as she hugged me.
The fact that I had been at sea for several months, away from any female contact became an instant reminder to me. The feel of Melinda’s breasts pressed against my chest alerted me to a wakening condition that had no business occurring, especially under these circumstances, and I hastily pulled away breaking the unexpected hug. I’d only had one serious relationship during High School, someone whom I’d expected to settle down with. Shortly after graduation however, Daniel had gotten pregnant, and not by me. Which was the main reason I had enlisted in the Navy in the first place. To put things behind me, and find a way of dealing with the only woman I had ever known or even been with. Still, standing there hugging Mel reminded me how long it had been since I’d even held another woman, the rapid hardening of my prick ringing alarm bells inside my head. Fearing she’d notice, I pulled back stepping away. I was relieved when Mel showed no outward signs that she was aware of my awkward condition.
“Come on, let’s get out of here,” Cindy grabbed my arm inserting hers through it.
I grabbed my duffle bag hefting it back on my shoulder. Cindy placed her free arm around Melinda’s waist, and together we headed off arm in arm that way back to their car.
“I don’t have to report until tomorrow,” I’d said answering my sister’s question. “I’ll get an assignment to the barracks until I can find a place of my own.”
“Barracks?” Melinda questioned.
“You don’t have to worry about that Jack, you can stay with us until you can find a place,” Cindy added firmly.
I shot Melinda a worried glance, but she merely smiled nodding her head.
“We’ve already discussed it, there’s plenty of room. You can have the sofa bed in the living room while you’re there. Cindy and I share one bedroom, Veronica and Theresa share the other.”
“Veronica and Theresa?” I asked nearly dropping my bag.
“Yeah, our other roommates,” Cindy said easily. “After I moved here, I met the three of them at one of the local bars. We’ve all been the best of friends ever since. And don’t worry Jack, I’ve told them all about you, and it was at their suggestion that you stay with us until you can find yourself a place to live.”
I reminded myself not to mention a word of this to any of the guys I knew. Not that there was anything wrong with my sister being a lesbian, but staying with four lesbians was bound to cause quite a stir amongst my ship-mates.
We drove to their apartment in Cindy’s truck. Sitting in the middle, Mel put her arm around Cindy’s shoulders affectionately. It was evident they truly cared about one another, and though I had never been worried or concerned about my sister’s preference for other women, I found myself assured as we drove that she was truly happy. By the time we arrived, I felt like I had known Mel a lot longer than thirty minutes, and felt totally comfortable around her as she was with me.
Which was a good thing, as I was about to meet Theresa and Veronica where my entire way of thinking was about to be turned upside down and inside out.
My sister might have been a lesbian, but she and Melinda were just as feminine looking as any other woman you’d see out on the street. When I met Veronica, though she didn’t have that masculine appearance to her necessarily, the look in her eyes was one of no-nonsense. She managed to convey to me while gripping my hand firmly in greeting that she didn’t take shit from anyone, especially men if they thought themselves superior. She too wore her hair fairly short, swept back behind her ears, dark brown though frosted. She had a nice chest, but I immediately discarded any thought in that direction out of fear that merely touching my hand she’d somehow be able to read my mind. To put it simply, I had no intention of getting on Veronica’s bad side.
Theresa on the other hand was a sultry, beautiful looking woman with shimmering strawberry blond hair that fell well beyond her shoulders, though not quite as long in length as Melinda’s hair was. With a fair complexion to go along with that, Theresa looked almost too fragile as though any time spent in the sun would wrinkle that baby smooth skin detracting from that porcelain doll look she portrayed. Shorter than everyone else including my sister, it seemed odd that she would be paired with Veronica, who was a good inch taller than I was.
“Come on Jack, dinners getting cold!” Cindy said, leading me into the dinning room
In honor of my homecoming, Veronica and Theresa had fixed a fabulous dinner. Sitting around the table, we enjoyed our feast, talking well into the night until before anyone realized it, it was past midnight.
“Well, I guess we’d best turn in,” Sis said with a yawn. “Big day tomorrow, we need to go clothes shopping for Jack,” she announced to everyone.
I had very little in the way of ‘civilian’ clothes with me, which I had told sis about earlier. Which is when she came up with the idea of her and Mel taking me out shopping.
“You’d best go first Jack,” Cindy told me pointing down the hall.
I’d been made aware of the bathroom situation earlier. Cindy and Mel had a shower and toilet in the bathroom connecting their bedroom. The ‘bath’ and second toilet could be accessed on two sides. One from the hallway, the other from the bedroom Veronica and Theresa shared. Needless to say, time spent in the bath was at a premium, and I hurriedly made my way to one before the girls started preparing for bed.
By the time I immerged from the bathroom, Cindy and Mel had made up the sofa bed for me to sleep in. Veronica and Theresa had already disappeared into their room. As I usually slept in nothing but a pair of Navy boxers, I was very careful keeping the fly on them from opening, actually having to hold it closed with one hand. Seeing this, Melinda actually laughed.
“I think we also need to get him something to sleep in, or at least a pair of men’s briefs while we’re out shopping tomorrow,” she added with a wink.
My sister joined her in agreement, looking down at my crotch as I attempted to hold the opening closed with my hand as I prepared to jump into bed.
“Good idea. Especially if either Veronica or Theresa gets out of bed to get something to drink later,” Cindy turned looking at me.
“Why’s that?” I asked curiously.
“Because, they both sleep in the nude. I can only imagine the difficulties that might cause if you should happen to be up when either of them came marching into the kitchen,” she said with a wicked gleam in her eyes.
I felt my face turning crimson.
“Don’t worry. I’m a pretty sound sleeper,” I informed her. “Even if either of them does get up, I probably won’t even hear them,” I stated, trying to assure her I wouldn’t make any attempt to spy on them, let alone anything else. Cindy giggled however without comment. But Melinda did.
“You don’t know Veronica very well yet,” she said with a hint of something else behind the comment.
I saw my sister cast Melinda a warning frown. “We had a talk about that already Mel,” she said quickly.
Turning back towards me, her features softened and she leaned over to give me an affectionate kiss.
“Sleep tight big brother. See you in the morning!”
“Night sis, night Melinda,” I replied as they turned to head off towards their bedroom.
“Goodnight Jack,” Mel said looking back at me over her shoulder. “Sweet dreams!”
I saw my sister give her what I thought was a playful punch in the side when she said that. But I couldn’t help but wonder if she had given me some sort of a warning at the same time. The bed was comfortable enough, and I was tired, so I soon drifted comfortably off to sleep.
It had been a long time since I’d been with a woman. Sharing an apartment with four of them, even if they were lesbians, with one being my sister, still had all sorts of thoughts racing through my mind as I drifted off to sleep. I began to dream. In my dream, I felt the soft touch of someone’s hand slowly stroking me to hardness. Her soothing voice beckoning to me, arousing me with her words.
“Jack?” she whispered. “Jack, wake up,” she continued to urge me.
The dream was too good. The touch of her hand was too good. I didn’t want to wake up, whoever was calling me, talking to me, was interrupting the best fucking dream I’d had in a long, long time.
“I’m up,” I said simply, giving into the prompting to open my eyes. In doing so, I frowned inwardly as the lusty images I’d been enjoying evaporated like a morning mist crossing the lake. Though the images had disappeared, the sensations continued. Which is when I realized that someone was indeed fondling my very aroused erection.
“I’ll say you are!”
Now I really was awake as I sat up in surprise. Veronica was sitting on the bed next to me. The last person I’d ever expected to wake up and find stroking my cock, if I was to even pick one, was Veronica.
“What the hell?”
“Shhh, you’ll wake everyone,” she whispered.
I felt goose bumps suddenly appear all over my body. The sensuality of her voice as she spoke almost conspiratorial to me made the ‘moment’ we were sharing extremely erotic.
“What are you doing anyway?” I asked as her hand continued to playfully stroke my erection.
“Isn’t it obvious?”
“You know what I mean,” I answered.
I didn’t want the delicious sensations to stop, but I pulled away from her anyway, rolling over just enough that she was forced to withdraw her hand. Confused for one thing, nervous as hell for another, I was glad my eyes had now accustomed themselves to the darkness so I could see her better.
“Umm, unless I missed something, aren’t you a…a…”
“Lesbian?” she finished for me.
“Ah, yeah, something like that. Which again begs the question, what are you doing since you are?”
Veronica laughed, though she did so quietly enough that there was no worry that anyone would have heard her.
“Believe it or not Jack, I was once married…to a man. Just because I prefer the company of women doesn’t mean I still don’t enjoy a good fuck once in a while!”
“Which you think I would be?” I questioned, still confused, still nervous, but growing more and more excited by the second.
“I don’t know. I hope so. Unless you’re not interested,” she added.
Oh, I was interested all right. But I was also scared to death. Like I said, it had been a long, long time. The last thing I wanted to do, especially with Veronica was to have performance problems for one thing. And for another, I didn’t want to become ‘fodder’ for her having something to laugh about later if I failed to pleasure her. Which with her being a lesbian was foremost on my mind at the moment.
“Well? You want to or not?”
My cock answered for me, throbbing with interest, which she saw even in the darkness of the living room. Seeing that, Veronica smiled. Without so much as another word, I lay there watching as she reached down peeling the over-sized tee shirt she was wearing up and over her head. It was all she was wearing too. As the garment came off, Veronica revealed two of the loveliest breasts I’d seen in quite some time. Even in the few ‘stroke’ magazines, which had been my only source of pleasure up until now.
Veronica had large breasts, though not overly so. But she did have the biggest nipples I’d ever seen before. Her areolas nearly covered the tips of both breasts, dark brown, though complimenting her olive skinned complexion. She’d also had her bellybutton pierced, a tiny diamond stud nestled comfortably inside her naval. Even in the darkness it sparkled periodically as it caught the reflection of the full moon peeking in through the window at us.
Slipping into bed beside me, my hands automatically reached out to capture those twin orbs of beauty. She moaned as I did, drawing herself even closer to me, her hand once again seeking me out. As she did that, I wrapped my lips around one of those wonderful extended nipples, feeling the tautness of it as I tenderly licked, sucked and caressed it with my tongue. Veronica moaned once again, a little louder this time, reminding me when she did how precarious our situation was.
“Shhh,” I whispered. “Someone might hear us,”
I heard a giggle.
“Someone has!”
Veronica laughed. “I was wondering when you’d come out to join us.”
I first saw the shadow of another presence. Then, as Theresa crossed into the faint light of the moon that was sharing our bed, I realized who had giggled. Not too surprisingly as I certainly hadn’t expected either Melinda or my sister upon hearing the sound of another’s voice.
“Room for me?” Theresa asked already slipping into bed on the other side, effectively sandwiching Veronica in between us.
“Always,” came the reply.
I watched as Theresa leaned over giving Veronica a very passionate kiss. It was the most erotic thing I’d ever witnessed. Still busily tonguing my way around her left breast, Theresa cupped Veronica’s right one, tenderly toying with her already extended nipple, tweaking it playfully.
“Fuck I’m horny!” Veronica announced. “Come on Jack, fuck me!” she stated boldly.
Lying on her back, Veronica let me know how she wanted me to do that by informing me to lay crossways to her. The reasoning behind that became immediately apparent as I slowly began to ease my prick inside that wonderfully wet cunt. As I began to slip myself inside, Theresa positioned herself over Veronica in a very familiar ’69’ position. Hungrily, Veronica began devouring her partner’s pussy with a series of pleasurable flicks of her tongue, eliciting soft mewling sounds from Theresa as she did. Seconds later, Theresa lowered herself spreading Veronica’s pussy lips apart with her hands baring the hard nubbin of her sex. Delightedly, I watched as she began spearing her extended clit with her tongue, licking that delicate sensitive piece of flesh while I slowly began thrusting my prick in and out of Veronica’s pussy, matching the tempo of pleasuring that both women had set.
“Oh yes…yes. That’s it. Just like that Jack, keep fucking me, just…like…that!”
Theresa periodically glanced up towards me, smiling whenever she did, ensuring that her tongue remained embedded inside her lovers throbbing quim. When she tentatively extended one hand to caress my rapidly tightening balls, I nearly lost it.
“Oh fuck!” I groaned unable to control myself. “Too loud!” I admonished myself silently, fearful that I would awaken Melinda, and worse…my sister. The last thing I wanted was to be confronted by her with my prick buried deep inside Veronica’s cunt. Not only would it be too embarrassing to bare, I would in all likelihood find myself catching a taxi back to the base in the middle of the night. Even if this had been Veronica’s idea, with Theresa merely complicating the mix, I wasn’t sure how well my being with the two of them would be received by Melinda or Cindy. And as much as I was enjoying the unbelievable encounter, I continually glanced down the darkened hallway expecting to see either one of them or both coming in to investigate what all the noise was about.
“I’m almost there,” Veronica purred, effectively driving away my fears momentarily. I began to increase the tempo and depth of my penetrations much to Veronica’s delight.
“Oh yeah! Yeah! That’s it! Just like that Jack! Keep fucking me, just like that! Theresa, suck my clit baby, suck it hard now…make me cum!” Veronica sang as the quiver of her excitement totally took control over her voice.
My fear and nervousness, though not quite making me lose my erection, had in fact desensitized it slightly, just enough that I somehow managed to delay the still escalating need to empty my balls inside that warm wet cunt.
“Oh fuck Theresa! Suck it baby! Suck it! I’m gonna cum!”
There was no soft whispering expression of joy in that statement. It was full out loud. Once again I glanced towards the darkened hallway, fully expecting to see my sister come bounding down it with every intention of throwing my decadent ass out of her apartment. In the meantime, Veronica continued to moan and groan in wild abandon as Theresa planted her face so firmly inside Veronica’s pussy that I thought momentarily she might actually suffocate.
Veronica thrashed about wildly for a moment, dislodging my prick in the process. Clamping her thighs together, she literally locked Theresa’s head where it was. Theresa didn’t seem to mind though, if anything, the sounds of her furious sucking on Veronica’s pussy told me that she’d found a liquid treasure there and was proceeding to consume every bit of it that she could find.
To my surprise, the thunder of footsteps running down the hall never manifested themselves. Once again the room fell into a much calmer silence, though the sounds of both women attempting to catch their respective breaths still filled my ears with continued worry at discovery.
“Fuck that was nice!” Veronica sighed contentedly after a short time.
Glancing towards me, then glancing at my semi-wilted prick she addressed Theresa as she reached down to begin fondling my less than full erection.
“Ever see a guy cum before?”
Theresa shook her head no. “Never have,” she added, emphasizing the point. “Always wondered about that though.”
Veronica giggled lustily. “How about it Jack? You ready to put on a little show for Theresa and I?”
Before I could answer her however, she began stroking my cock up and down with some measure of purpose behind it.
“I don’t think it will take him too long to cum. Thought he was about to do so inside me for a moment in fact,” she expressed to Theresa as though I wasn’t even there.
“Can I help?” Theresa questioned.
I felt her place her delicately small hand at the base of my cock while Theresa moved hers up effectively caressing and stroking the super-sensitive tip of my prick. Squeezing it, she produced a fat droplet of pre-cum.
“Hmm, joy-juice!” she exclaimed happily rubbing it all over the head of my dick, and down the shaft. “Here, you try it!”
Theresa and Veronica’s hands exchanged places. Veronica now stroked the bottom half of my shaft, though she added caressing my balls to her stroking. Theresa having watched Veronica’s prick-squeezing technique, easily produced a second even more voluminous oozing of pre-cum fuck juice, squealing unabashedly as it leaked out the tiny eye-slit of my throbbing member. She quickly gathered up the pearly droplet of moisture, spreading it all about the head of my prick until I thought I was going to come up off of the bed in orgasmic delight.
“Oh yeah. He’s getting really close now,” Veronica said with amusement. “Just watch it that he doesn’t squirt his stuff in your eyes. That fucking burns!” she announced, once again causing me to flinch knowingly, worried that I might accidentally do something just like that.
“Just tell us when you’re there,” Veronica said soothing my concern. “We want to watch it…not wear it,” she added.
I felt the familiar tingling deep inside my balls. They had tightened considerably, especially with Veronicas caress.
I’m going to…cum!” Gritting my teeth, feeling my face tighten with pleasure.
I felt the first explosion, somehow keeping my eyes open as the rope of white pleasure flew from the tip of my prick. Taken by surprise slightly, Theresa had leaned back out of the way as though my cum if touching her would sear her flesh like sunlight to a vampire. Thankfully, Veronica took over from her using both hands to pump the second, third and fourth massive spendings from my lurching cock.
“Wow! That’s certainly interesting!” Theresa said in curious wonder. “I’ve never actually seen a guy climax before.”
“Well you have now!” Veronica responded still stroking my cock though it had quit erupting at the moment.
Even with whatever limited exposure Veronica had had, the tone of her voice told me she too had enjoyed the experience. Perhaps more than she was letting on as she continued to softly fondle and pump my prick up and down even though there was nothing left except a few minor tremors still coursing through my body.
Veronica finally released me. Her hands covered in the slippery essence of my orgasm. Reaching over towards Theresa, Veronica cupped both of her partner’s breasts, smearing my liquid pleasure all over her.
“Makes a nice massage cream,” she giggled. “And I hear it’s really good for the complexion too!”
Theresa tossed her head back in unexpected pleasure. Veronica spread the new found massage cream back and forth across Theresa’s erect nipples, eliciting a deep-throated moan of ecstasy.
“Oh yeah. Do it again!” she quipped looking at me with a more than lusty smile on her face, which made me laugh.
“Glad to. Only it’s going to take me a few before I can,” I stated almost apologetically.
“Well, in the meantime then,” Veronica said pushing Theresa down onto her back. “You can entertain yourself watching us!”
I watched as Veronica comfortably positioned herself between Theresa’s legs. Theresa spread her thighs suggestively, almost obscenely so. It was wonderful! Moments later I watched as Veronica’s tongue teasingly began to probe Theresa’s slit. Looking up, Veronica focused on her lover’s face anticipating her reaction as she began probing Theresa’s pussy with her tongue.
“Oh, God baby! That feels so fucking good!”
Veronica smiled, closed her eyes briefly and went back to tonguing Theresa’s quim with a much more determined effort. Though out of commission momentarily, seeing the two of them together like this had already reawakened my arousal. With Theresa’s breasts so available, almost begging for attention, I leaned over capturing both of her hard taut nipples, one in my mouth, and the other between my fingers.
“Oh fuck yes, that feels good too!” Theresa exclaimed as I continued rolling her marble sized nipples with both my tongue and fingers.
Veronica brought Theresa to the edge, twice, before stopping both times ensuring that her excitement level was at its peak.
“I’m going to fuck you now baby. Fuck you hard, and fast. It’s time to make you cum!”
The way she spoke wasn’t a suggestion, it was a factual promise. The fire of desire in her eyes seemed as though they were burning with anticipation as she swung herself about. Nestling her legs between Theresa’s in a scissor-like fashion, the two women interlocked their long beautiful legs, wrapping them about one another.
Still watching, mesmerized by the titillating spectacle taking place before me, I could also hear the delicious erotic sounds of their wet pussies coming together in an intimate kiss of flesh that can only be preformed by two women merging together as they were.
Needless to say, by now my prick was rock hard.
It was obvious by the way they so sensually moved together they’d perfected the pussy caress they were giving one another. It was also just as obvious by the subtle look Veronica gave me that any contact by me was neither wanted, nor needed at the moment.
My cock however now had a need of its own.
Grasping my shaft, I began a gentle slow stroking of it while watching the two of them together. Veronica continued to eye me, her eyes widening in approval as I began masturbating. The corners of her lips barely indicating a smile as she fought to give me one through the obvious pleasure she was receiving from Theresa’s continued grinding against her.
As their breaths became more and more labored from their coupling, the tempo of my stroking increased. No longer able to contain my pleasures quite so silently, I moaned watching them, drawing Theresa’s attention to me briefly. The look on her face serene as she gazed momentarily at my prick, a sudden hard-felt press from Veronica triggering what would become the first of several multiple ‘mini’ orgasms.
“Oh…oh…oh,” Theresa gasped.
I could feel the pressure building, knowing in that instant as I watched Theresa’s face screw up in supreme ecstasy that I was about to join her. Veronica actually grinned this time, nodding her head as she spoke.
“Do it! Do it!” she near whispered.
I felt the liquid cascade from my prick. Not nearly as voluminous as it had been previously, too soon since my last, but the sensation was equally as thrilling as my seed spilled from the end of my cock. I fought to keep my eyes open, watching the two of them together as Veronica bucked wildly against Theresa in the throes of orgasmic delight, triggering yet another for her.
Spent, I rolled over onto my back attempting to catch my breath listening to the two women attempting to do the same. A second later I felt a light brush against my cheek. The feel of both Theresa’s lips and Veronica’s as they kissed me on either side.
“Thank you, that was fun,” Theresa whispered warmly.
“See you in the morning,” Veronica added. “Sweet dreams,” she purred standing up.
Like two Wraiths having drained their victim, they moved off back into the darkness of the hallway hand in hand, apparitions disappearing back into their bedroom leaving me alone with my thoughts. Though I was certainly awake, in a way it was as though I had just risen from a dream. Had I not felt the moisture from my spending running down towards my balls, I’d have wondered if I’d indeed been dreaming, rather than actually experiencing such erotic pleasures.
Seconds later, I followed Veronica’s advise and sought the sweet dreams she’d assured me of when she’d left.
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I woke to the smells of crispy bacon and fresh hot coffee. I stretched languishly enjoying the warmth of the morning sun as it caressed my chest in greeting through the window.
I also had to pee. And I also had a morning erection, not exactly conducive to peeing first thing in the morning. Rolling out of bed, I quickly slipped down the hallway towards the bathroom, the sounds of someone busily fixing breakfast in the kitchen. I tried the knob, the door was locked.
“Occupied!” I heard Theresa’s voice saying through the door.
“Sorry!” I responded stepping away, letting go of the doorknob.
“Try the other one,” she offered.
Looking down, I saw my morning hard-on poking its head through the opening of my boxers. There was nothing for it but to tuck it away again and attempt to keep myself…and it confined until I could pee. Glancing towards my sister’s bedroom I saw that their door was open.
“Thank God!” I told myself.
I quickly made my way over to their room, peeking inside before entering. Melinda was still in bed, asleep. I glanced past her sleeping nude form towards their bathroom, the door was open. Obviously it must have been my sister who was busy preparing breakfast in the kitchen. Lying on her stomach, there wasn’t much to see really except the smoothness of her back. I stepped into the room as silently as possible walking past the bed towards the bathroom. Melinda stirred when I did, rolling over onto her side. I froze. As her breasts came into view, I took a moment to admire them before feeling my morning hard stiffening, reminding me it was going to be difficult enough as it was if I was still going to attempt to relieve myself.
I stepped into the bathroom reaching to close the door and heard it squeak horribly as I did.
“Why haven’t they greased the hinges?” I wondered, telling myself as I did to do it for her later on in order to make myself a little more useful.
Only partially closed, I stepped over to the toilet, raising the seat also mentally reminding myself to put the lid down once again after I was finished.
I stood there trying to will my prick to soften enough so I could urinate. As I concentrated on that, the image of Melinda’s nude form lying there in bed continued to complicate the situation. That…and the recollection of the wild evening I’d experienced the night before. Even so, I grimaced, straining to somehow force the stream of piss from my member, which was currently bent painfully at an angle as I pointed my stiffness towards the bowl.
In order to ensure that I didn’t piss all over the seat, the floor or myself, I stepped slightly away from the toilet. Placing one hand against the wall leaning forward aiming my erection directly into the bowl, I stood there gritting my teeth trying to force the issue.
“And to think I once envied guys who could pee while standing.”
I turned my head seeing Melinda who now stood in the doorway of the bathroom, arms folded across her chest as she leaned against the doorframe watching me. She was nude, the soft tuft of neatly trimmed hair framing the outline of her lips though I dared not look at them any longer than a moment before tearing my eyes away to look directly into hers.
“Occupational hazard,” I responded. “Nothing worse than a morning woody.”
Melinda laughed. “This going to take very long?” she questioned. “I’ve gotta pee too!”
It was. Especially now. Once again I stepped away though not before lowering the seat, then bowing with a gracious wave of my arm inviting her to sit. She did.
“Maybe this will help,” she said teasingly. “Or I could turn the water on in the sink,” she added.
A moment later I could hear the sound of her piss as she far more easily relieved herself.
It was, and it wasn’t helping. Now I really had to go, but looking at her sitting there, her perky tits invitingly staring at me had only worsened my already painful stiff prick.
Melinda finished, unrolling a length of toilet paper, wiping herself, then standing lifting the seat up once again.
“No sense flushing until you’re done. Waste of water,” she stated matter-of-factly still staring at me.
I smiled at her, awkwardly. To make matters worse, now I was pee-shy.
“Sure you don’t want me to turn the water on?”
I was about to give up. As silly as all this was, I was becoming embarrassed not to mention still being excited.
“Here, let me help,” Melinda said walking around behind me as I stood there still pointing my cock in some effort to finally pee.
Before I could respond, I felt her hand reaching around clasping my prick forcing mine away.
“I don’t really think that’s going to help much,” I said seriously now more pee-shy than ever.
“Well, the way I see it, we need to resolve one problem in order to take care of the other.”
I was about to ask her what she meant by that when she began stroking my cock back and forth.
“Obviously, you can’t pee when you have an erection. But can you cum when you have to pee?” she asked half-seriously.
“Guess we’re about to find out,” I said feeling my knees weaken a little, once again bracing myself by placing my hands back against the wall for support.
Standing behind me, I felt Melinda lean closer against me, her soft breasts snuggling against my back, her nipples digging firmly into my flesh. The feel of her tiny hands as they encircled my dick, alternating back and forth as she slowly pumped my erection was soon bringing about another familiar sensation that became more needful now than the other had been.
“Am I doing any good? Or do you want me to stop?” she questioned.
“Oh fuck…don’t stop!” I said worriedly, wondering if she’d actually been serious.
Melinda giggled, continued to stroke me, and continued to press her small hard breasts into my back, rotating them gently against me while she did.
“You like that?” “I fucking love it,” I assured her.
“That’s good. This isn’t something I normally do you know,” she added reminding me in one fell swoop that Melinda was, after all my sister’s partner. Which also told me simultaneously that I once again treading on thin ice here nearly causing me to lose my erection. And that would have been ok, since I still had to pee, but at this point my cock was becoming rather confused.
Once again I’d nearly given up telling her that none of this was leading anywhere when she sensed my hesitation. Increasing her stroke, she also began to gently knead my balls with her other hand. That did it. The delicious sensation of climax quickly began to manifest itself as I shuddered, feeling it begin to course through my body almost immediately.
“Soon?” she asked unnecessarily.
“Real…soon,” I just managed, already feeling my orgasm begin.
I felt the first ejaculate leave my prick, watched as it splattered with a great deal of force into the water below me. Behind, Melinda was looking around me, watching as her handy work sent spurt after wonderful spurt into the bowl.
“Feel good?” she asked.
“Oh fuck yes!” I sighed in delightful ecstasy
Melinda finally released me, stepping back. Drained, though immediately feeling the urge to pee again as I slowly recovered, I heard the sound of another voice that had joined us there in the bathroom.
“Make sure you wash up, breakfast is ready.”
It had been years since my sister and I had seen one another naked. Not since we’d been innocent kids anyway. And certainly never like this. Still leaning over the toilet, hands braced against the wall, I hurriedly glanced up, but she had already turned leaving the room.
“Ah oh,” I sounded. “Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck…fuck! Shit Melinda, I’m sorry!”
“Don’t be. It wasn’t your fault,” she stated. “If Cindy’s going to be mad at anyone, it will be me, not you. I wouldn’t worry about it.”
Her assurance did little to assuage me of the way I was feeling.
“Suddenly I’m not all that hungry. And at the moment…I no longer have to pee either!” I was surprised to hear Melinda laugh.
“Like I said Jack, you worry too much. There were a lot of things we discussed prior to your moving in with us. Just because we’re lesbians doesn’t mean that we’re so close-minded to other possibilities, one of which was including you in a few of our sexual activities. Cindy told us that it had been a long time since you’d been with a woman. You really think we didn’t consider the obvious sexual tension of your moving in here with us knowing that?”
Dumbfounded, I simply stood there looking at her.
“Cindy knows how I feel about her Jack. She knows that I love her, and given our commitment, I have no intention of living anywhere, or anyplace without her either. But…”
“But?”
“Yeah…but. She also knows that I don’t have a problem with her being with other women, or even a man occasionally. Not all lesbians feel or think the way we do admittedly. But the truth is, all of us either have curiosities, or have been with a man from time to time. Simply for nothing else than enjoying a good ‘fuck-buddy’ once in a while.”
“Really? And Cindy feels the same way you do?” I asked in astonishment.
“Yes, she does. So, if she’s mad or upset, its not because of what we were doing in here, its because she’s actually being a little protective over her brother. She doesn’t want to see you getting hurt again like you were. Veronica, Theresa and I all assured her that if any of us were interested in being with you, that we wouldn’t use you, or mislead you in our intentions. Anything we do…if we all agree and chose to do it, is for nothing more than a little fun and a whole lot of pleasure. Now then, is that something you can live with and walk away from when the time comes?”
I could only nod my head.
“Good. Now, I’ll go have a chat with your sister.”
Looking down, she saw my totally flaccid prick.
“And I think you should be able to pee now,” she added smiling as she left.
She was right. I did.
#
By the time I had dressed and entered the kitchen, Cindy had finished cooking breakfast. Sitting down at the table, I looked for any signs that she was upset with me for what had happened in the bathroom. Cindy merely smiled however pouring me a cup of fresh hot coffee. Melinda finished making the toast and turned sitting down next to me.
“Everything ok?” I whispered.
“Everything’s fine. Like I said, you worry too much,” she whispered back.
Cindy leaned over giving Melinda an affectionate kiss on the neck before sitting down next to her.
“Everything is fine Jack, we talked. I just don’t want there to be any misunderstandings or complications. As long as you understand that,” Cindy told me.
Theresa and Veronica entered the kitchen a moment later. Just as I’d been warned about previously, Veronica entered wearing nothing more than a bathrobe that was more open than closed. Her full luscious breasts peeked invitingly at me as she sat down across from me pouring herself a cup of coffee.
“Well? Did you sleep ok?” she asked.
“Like a baby,” I responded trying to avert my eyes away from the tantalizing bit of cleavage she was showing.
Theresa wasn’t wearing much more than Veronica was. She’d thrown on a long tee shirt, but was braless. Her nipples pressed invitingly against the material, twin stiff little points that stood proudly off her chest. As she crossed the room towards the cupboards, opening one then reaching up to retrieve a coffee cup, her shirt lifted well enough away that her firm bare ass revealed itself.
Melinda had followed my gaze watching Theresa just as I had done. As I turned my attention away from Theresa’s ass, I caught her eyes as they knowingly sought mine.
“I’m not surprised,” Melinda said grinning wickedly. “Sounded to me like the three of you were having quite the time!”
I was glad I had sat my coffee down or I’d likely have spilled it. Obviously, they had heard and been aware of our fooling around. I quickly looked over towards my sister, but she too was smiling with no hint that she was upset by any of this.
“Certainly made you horny!” Cindy spoke to Melinda playfully.
“You didn’t seem to complain when I started going down on you,” Melinda retorted back. “As a matter of fact, I don’t think I’ve seen you that horny in a long, long time!”
My sister actually blushed, but I saw her hand move beneath the table and knew she was giving Melinda an intimate little touch of assurance and acknowledgment of that factual truth.
“Ok, I admit it. I was turned on by what we were hearing. There, you satisfied?”
Cindy must have given Melinda a little pinch as she jumped with a wince, as Melinda attempted to reach back giving her one in return. My sister scooted her chair back out of the way however just as she did.
“Ah oh…now Cindy’s in for it!” Theresa laughed realizing what was happening.
I of course had no clue, used to my sister’s antics, but not to the extent that I was about to witness here.
Melinda stood, determination clearly etched into her face. Realizing that, Cindy bolted from the kitchen heading towards the living room on a dead run. I hadn’t as yet folded in my couch-bed yet however, creating a forgotten obstacle for Cindy as she entered the room. She hesitated briefly in trying to determine the best way to go around it, which was her big mistake. That momentary lapse gave Melinda just time to catch up with her, tackling her about the waist just as Cindy made an effort to get away by stepping up onto the bed rather than going around it.
“Gotcha!” Melinda squealed delightedly.
All of us had followed the action into the living room just as Melinda tackled my sister throwing her down onto my bed. Watching the two of them struggle, even though I knew it nothing more than a little rough horseplay, was still a little weird for me. Melinda who was easily the stronger of the two, pinned my sisters arms above her head with one hand, and with the other, lifted Cindy’s shirt up exposing her breasts before clamping her mouth down around one of my sister’s nipples.
Cindy caught my eye briefly, and I could see by the expression on her face that though not exactly mortified, she did seem to be a little nervous about having herself exposed in front of me this way. She struggled even more fiercely because of it I believe, catching Melinda slightly off guard with her newfound strength.
“Help me Veronica!” Melinda cried out expectantly. “She’s going to get away!”
Veronica happily joined in the fray, taking over for Melinda, by taking both arms in hers once again pinning them firmly down on the bed above her head.
Now free to use both of her hands, Melinda reached down removing my sister’s short-shorts, and panties in one easy swift pull. Still fighting every step of the way, though no longer looking towards me, Cindy continued to struggle though Melinda managed to yank everything off her tossing the shorts and panties onto the floor.
“No! You can’t!” Cindy screamed in alarm.
But Melinda was having none of that. “Oh yeah? Who says I can’t…you?”
I stood there in amazement as Melinda hurriedly buried her face in between my sister’s thighs. Though still squirming, wiggling in an effort to escape, between the two of them I knew Cindy had no such chance in doing so. After a few moments of Melinda caressing my sister’s slit with her tongue, she seemed to melt, giving in to the pleasured onslaught of her femininity. Even Veronica let go of her arms, pulling her robe entirely off from herself, then reached down to cup and fondle my sister’s breasts while Melinda continued tickling her clit with her tongue.
Initially it had felt a little awkward seeing my own sister in such a provocative position. But as I continued to stand there watching this, I saw the look of pure pleasure spread across her face, transforming her from simply being my sister into a woman who was obviously very sensual and very, very passionate. It was obviously a side of her that I had never seen before.
Theresa had been standing slightly behind me off on one side. Up until now I hadn’t paid any attention to her, too focused on what had at first been nothing more than a little rough-housing turned erotic. Subtle movement caused me to glance in her direction however, and when I did I felt my prick lurch with surprised wonder. Theresa was unabashedly playing with herself. Though one hand caressed her breast through the material of her tee shirt, the other was obviously fingering her exposed quim as she stood, legs slightly apart masturbating.
By now, Sis had taken a hold of Melinda’s head, not necessarily guiding her manipulations, but letting her know through that contact just how good she was feeling. Veronica continued to caress my sister’s tits, adding to her obvious pleasure. As for myself, I felt my cock was going to tear through the material of my shorts if I didn’t do something about it soon.
“Come here baby,” Veronica released my sister’s breasts, motioning for Theresa to join her.
Lying back next to Melinda and Cindy, Theresa crawled onto Veronica and began lapping at her exposed cunt. Now I really did feel out of place. With nowhere to go except perhaps back into the kitchen, I could only stand there mesmerized as Melinda and now Theresa lay between their partner’s legs side by side, orally pleasuring them both.
“Would you like to fuck Theresa?” Veronica asked me.
Stunned, I could only continue to look at her as though I had spoken the words to myself as though in some sort of weird fantasy dream. To be truthful, I wasn’t sure I had actually heard what I’d heard. Theresa hadn’t even indicated through any tell-tale change that I could see that she’d heard her either, which further confused me as she continued happily sucking and licking Veronica’s pussy.
“Jack? Didn’t you hear what I said?”
I had heard her correctly after all, but it was still unbelievable. I didn’t know how to respond except by taking a step forward that I honestly didn’t remember taking. My prick stood stiffly, pressing against the front of my shorts finally worming its way through the opening of my boxers, which answered for me after a fashion.
“Here baby, lift your ass up a little so Jack can enter you from behind,” Veronica instructed.
Three more steps and I found myself standing at the end of the bed, my hands gingerly cupping Theresa’s beautiful heart-shaped ass cheeks.
“Go ahead Jack, slip it in. See how wet and ready she is for you.”
It was impossible not to glance over towards where my sister was. She was just as curiously interested as I was in everything that was happening. Smiling, she winked at me nodding her head in approval as I felt the head of my cock nestle itself at the opening of Theresa’s soaked split. Not quite sure of myself, I eased the tip in just inside her, feeling her wetness, assuring myself as well as her that I had no intention of doing anything that might hurt her in some way.
I needn’t have worried. Without any warning, Theresa humped herself backwards effectively skewering herself fully on the entire length of my prick as it slid deeply inside her.
“Ohhh!”
Theresa’s sigh of pleasure were the only words spoken, but they were more than enough in telling me she was enjoying the sensation of my prick being inside her.
“You like that baby?” Veronica asked her. “You like the way Jack’s prick feels inside your pussy?” she continued to coax.
“Oh, fuck yes!” Theresa finally exclaimed. “It feels good!” she groaned breathlessly.
Somehow Veronica managed to extricate herself from beneath Theresa. Sliding out of the bed, she came around to stand behind me. Theresa now buried her head into the bed, lifting her ass even higher as my cock slowly slid in and out of that velveteen pussy. Somewhat collapsing, I went from standing behind her, to lying on top of her as we continued our slow easy fucking. Now lying on the bed, I felt Veronica climb up on top of me. The feel of her exposed pussy as she balanced herself against my ass sent a flood of shivers coursing up and down my entire body. With me thrusting inside Theresa, Veronica in turn was humping herself against me in a combined coupling of pleasure that soon had the three of us moaning and groaning openly. Melinda had repositioned herself so that she and Cindy were now in a mutual sixty-nine, but they were being just as vocal about their enjoyments as we were.
“Harder Melinda, harder!” I heard my sister cry out.
It was obvious she was on the verge of climax. Another first as I had never heard that form of excitement coming from my sister. The atmosphere was too supercharged with arousal and sensuality for me to think about it though. With my cock deeply buried inside Theresa’s glistening quim, Veronica’s silk pussy sliding up and down against my ass, the only thing I could think of at the moment was pumping my sperm into that hot sweet twat.
Like dominos falling against one another, I heard as well as felt Veronica as she found her pleasure while humping herself against me. Suddenly the small of my back felt especially wet. She was moaning almost continuously. She shuddered, and I felt the release of her super-slick moisture as her pussy exploded in a pure heart-felt joy. In doing that, I could no longer contain the pressure that had been building myself. I thrust deeply inside Theresa with a rapid succession of fucks designed to trigger my orgasm. I was past the point of wanting to hold off any more, it was feeling way too fucking good for that. Just as I began to empty my balls inside that marvelous cunt, Theresa reared back against me, nearly throwing Veronica off my back who was now clinging to me like I was a bucking bronco.
“Oh shit!” she wailed, then grunted deeply screwing up her face in climax.
Veronica had rolled off me by this time moving up to lie beside Theresa, kissing her passionately as she continued to enjoy her orgasm. Drained, I finally pulled out of her collapsing on the end of the bed. Not so much as a solitary word was spoken. Only the sound of everyone attempting to catch their breaths, calming and basking in the afterglow of passion we’d all shared and experienced with one another could be heard.
As I lay at the foot of the bed, I felt the gentle caress of Melinda’s toes as she stroked my semi-flaccid penis. She did so without intent of arousal, just a soothing caring touch that continued to add to my enjoyment of simply being.
Time seemed to stand still. I have no idea how long we all lay there like that, unmoving except for the occasional reassuring touch or caress upon one another. After a time as we began to waken from our revelry, Cindy spoke.
“So much for breakfast…I’m sure it’s probably cold by now,” she began.
Theresa snickered, “Probably…but I’m still hungry.”
“Me too, but I’m still horny as well,” Melinda said jumping in.
“Sounds to me like we should go out someplace to eat,” I suggested.
“Good idea Jack…afterwards,” Veronica stated the first one to really stir as she moved over to nestle between my sister’s outstretched legs.
“Afterwards?” I said watching as she bent to tickle my sister’s cunt with her tongue.
“Yeah…after we all cum again,” Cindy agreed sighing contently.
Melinda moved up to sit upon my rapidly stiffening member.
“Let’s work up a really healthy appetite Jack,” she said smiling at me.
So we did.