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(Trent just got a new job offer, but was too drunk to drive all the way home. He took a taxi from the airport to his sister's house.)



I tipped the cabbie, and walked up to the front door of Kylie's house. She opened the door just as I was about to ring the bell. She held the baby on her hip and stretched out her arm for a hug.

"Oh there you are!! Welcome home, baby!" She planted a kiss on my cheek. I guess we're keeping up appearances for the baby.

"Get yourself a drink. And pour me a wine? I've gotta put Jesse down with a story and some milk first. Make yourself comfortable."

Make myself comfortable, hmmm. Well this fucking suit isn't comfortable. And I'm wearing Dick's underwear, that's not comfortable. My 'guys' shouldn't be mixing with his 'guys'. I went to Kylie's bedroom and disrobed, hanging up everything carefully. I found a white terry cloth robe, that will work. I could hear Kylie singing a little song to her baby, so I went back down to the kitchen and got us some drinks. When I came back upstairs, she was just pulling the door closed to Jesse's room.

"She'll be down all night. Nice robe."

Kylie took her wine, then held my hand and led me back to her bedroom.

"I'm going to slip into something more comfortable."

"I'm going to watch."

"Really?" she giggled.

I undid my robe and leaned against the door to her walk-in closet which, by the way, was about as big as my apartment. Almost.

Fresh air felt good on my cock.

"Well let's see what we have here... ah here's a nice number... tell me what you think."

This brought me back several years when I used to sneak peaks at her through the crack in the door as she got dressed. Serious jack-off times, those were. But now, I stood here in plain sight, with a drink in my hand!

Kylie unbuttoned her blouse, and tossed it onto a shelf. Her industrial strength nursing bra was made up of what seemed to be yards of material.

She slipped off her little yoga pants to show me her full ass. No undies. She turned and walked towards me and faced away from me, lifting her hair. Her scent enraptured me.

"Undo me please?"

"Do you have wire-cutters?" I asked, ever the smart-ass. These were some serious hooks, however. I managed to undo them. My hands started to move forward but she slinked away, shaking a finger at me like Mom used to do.

I admired her now completely naked body. For having a baby recently, she looked remarkably good. Five foot eight, somewhere north of 150 or 160, she wasn't a tiny thing. But she had it in all the right places. Firm legs, ample ass, curving in at the waist, then curving back out as you looked higher... complete hourglass figure... but she still had her back to me.

She stepped into some see-through purple undies, and threw on a 'baby-doll' in the same see-through purple. She turned around.

"Jesus fucking christ..."

Her enormous tits swung free under the sheer fabric. My cock rose to full attention.

"I don't know," she said. "I don't like baby-dolls."

"I don't fucking care! Come here!"

She smiled and turned away, shaking her finger at me again.

"You're the naughty boy, aren't you? Watching your sister change."

She pulled the lingerie over her head, and slipped off the panties. With her back to me, I could see the sides of her tits. I had to grab my cock a little bit. She looked over her shoulder.

"Naughty naughty! Oh let's see, this might do the trick."

She stepped into this indistinguishable bunch of black lace, but it began to take shape. All, black, it had a little tiny mini-skirt around her hips, then lacy-doily action in the front with a bare back. Then it was topped off by a collar that she fastened around her neck with velcro.

I held my breath until she finally turned around.

"Holy shit!" I exclaimed, amazed at the view.

Her voluptuous breasts were barely covered by the sheer material, if she bent over I think everything would fall out. Now that would just be too bad, wouldn't it! The little skirty-thing barely covered anything. Jesus, I didn't think my dick could get any harder.

"Go get in the bed, hot stuff," she told me.

I flew to the bed and ripped down the blankets and sheets about three quarters of the way down. Threw off half of the stupid pillows but kept a few, just in case.

I sat there, leaning against the pillows, my dick in full effect.

Kylie entered the room from the closet, or rather, her leg did. Just a leg with black stockings and black stripper shoes. She came out, all sexy-like, doing some very good poses that would make any porno magazine editor proud. Hugging the wall, thrusting out her ass, then turning and shaking her tits for me.

I was right, too. It didn't take much. Three good shakes and her massive tits broke free from their tiny prison. I reached for her. I couldn't take any more of this!

"Oh no you don't!" she said, trying to mimic a ghetto gal, shaking her finger at me.

She grabbed her right breast with both hands and brought it up to her face. She pressed on it, and several little fountains sprayed in the air. Giggling, she pointed the sprays towards herself. With her open mouth she caught several of them.

"Mmmmm!" she moaned. "That's delicious! You want some of Mommy's milk?"

I vigorously nodded my head, yes. Mommy, sister, whatever. I didn't fucking care.

Kylie proceeded to grab both her awesome tits and hose me down. She started at my feet, then worked up to my cock, which got a lot of extra milk. She continued on up my stomach and chest, and then they arrived at my face.

I opened my mouth to receive my gift, cherishing the warm, sweet taste. It's awesome, I heartily advise you to have some breast milk. It's good for you, too. It's not as thick as cow's milk, it's just like manna from heaven.

I couldn't remain still any longer, I grabbed a fucking tit hard and pulled it towards me! Latching on, I sucked hard. To get good milk, I found out, you don't just suck the end of the nipple. You've got to get as much as you can in your mouth. That stimulates the milk so it flows, and flows, and flows.

"Ahh Trent, baby, thank you. Jesse can't possibly drink enough from me! I need six or eight more babies! Ohh this feels so fucking good! You like?"

I opened my eyes and looked at my sister, nodding and "Mmmm Hmmm!" ing. She smiled at me, her little brother. Well, not so little anymore.

I sucked her huge fucking tits for several minutes. This morning, we were kind of in a hurry to fuck and, to tell the truth, I was in a hurry again! But, My dear sister needs a good long fucking, so I've got to try and hold on.

I pulled her onto the bed where we kissed and kissed, rolling around slowly while we hugged and fondled each other. Her ass was awfully firm, I tested it with a few good cracks of my hand!

Slap! on her ass!

"Ohh!"

Slap again!

"Trent!" she teased. "You always were the little twerp!"

Slap again on her ass!

Then she did a little "Raaaawwwr" for me!

Finally I pushed her back down on the bed.

"Spread your legs for me, baby," I told her. "Come on... wider! That's my good girl. As they said in that movie with the tall blue people, 'I SEE you'!"

And I did see her. Her luscious puss was in full view; lips tinted a little darker on the edges, nice and pink center. Her lingerie-skirt not hiding anything. Female aromas filled the air. I bent down, and went in.

First, I kissed her little patch of hair that she left. Then I kissed just off to the side of her pussy on her thigh. Then the other side. Then I rapidly kissed everywhere except on her lips themselves.

She yelled at me, "Get in there, you fucker!" And she clamped her legs down around my head, forcing me face-first into her steaming cunt.

And it was steaming! Well, almost, anyway. My face was immediately dampened as she forced my head side-to-side, grinding her cunt into me. This was fantastic, I like being overwhelmed by things, but I had to tap-out after a few moments.

"Okay you bitch!" I teased. "I gotta breathe, ya know!"

She made a face at me. "Do your job then!"

"Alright alright alri-i-i-ght..." I continued to talk to her, with my lips inside her pussy. The vibrations seemed to drive her pretty wild. I told her that I loved her, that I loved her body, that I loved her tits, all kinds of good stuff. None of it made sense to her ears, but her pussy enjoyed it!

I stuck my tongue inside as far as I could go. It was like a volcano in there. I looked up at Kylie, she was squeezing both her tits, spraying milk on herself and the bed, and just kind of lolling about.

I let go of her legs so I could finger her. I love doing that, exploring a woman with my fingers. It's like, I'm inside you baby, checking you out! I moved up to kiss her while my finger, then two, worked on her.

Kylie greedily kissed me.

"You know," she started. "Some girls find that to be a turn-off. How did you know I would like it?"

I grinned at her. "I've seen you masturbate. You always dip your fingers or your dildo inside yourself and the lick it clean."

"I would never do that! And you never watched me!" she said, feigning shock.

"All the time. You never locked your door, you know."

We kissed more, our tongues circling each other. Deep, slow kisses. I could feel her breath deepen. Something was beginning to happen. I needed to get back down there and help it along!

I jumped back down between her legs and licked her slit thoroughly while I put a third finger inside her vaj. Then I concentrated on her clitoris, licking it hard and nibbling it a little bit.

"JESUS Christ you're going to make me cum if you keep doing... oh fuck yes..."

I sucked on her clit, pulling it and the surrounding cunt flesh into my mouth. My lips munched on all of it. My hand pumped her pussy as fast as I could.

"Goddamit! Fuck fuck fuck FUCK FUCK!! Oh god fuck me fuck me FUCK ME!" She couldn't say 'fuck me' fast enough! I didn't remind her that I was licking and not fucking, it seemed the time was wrong to say anything.

Then she stiffened up and made a face like she was almost in pain, and convulsed heavily with a serious scream!

"AAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUGH!!!!"

Her clit trembled and flexed as she came all over my face. Milk leaped from her nipples involuntarily. I could actually feel more fluid come out of her pussy! I pulled my hand out to see spiderweb strings stretch from her pussy to my fingers. This hazy fluid oozed from her pussy, down her crack to her asshole. I licked up a bunch of it, fuck yeah. This wasn't that "Squirt" that you see on porn sites. That's just pee. This was real.

"Ooooh baby", she cooed. "Gimme some! gimme some gimme some yesssss."

I put my three pussy-drenched fingers in her mouth, pushing her lips all around. I kissed her more, letting her get her tastes from my lips and cheeks, too.

"Ohhh baby brother," she whispered. "You are soooo good! I've pictured this a thousand times. I didn't think it would ever actually happen, though."

We chatted a little more, I let her calm down some even though my cock was still raging. Both of us wished we had said something long ago. But, it's one of those things; if you say something wrong you can't ever take it back. Neither of us took the chance when we were younger. It took Stacy to bring us together.

"Hey Bro?"

"Yes?"

"Would you fuck me doggy style? Dick thought that was ...undignified."

I thought he was probably doggy-styling that Taylor chick right now in the airplane bathroom but I didn't say anything.

"Doggy style huh? I guess so, if that's what you want."

She growled at me again and assumed the all-fours position.

"The only problem is," I continued. "You can't see what I'm doing back there. Anything is liable to happen! Might get, undignified."

She made a face like "oh yeah?" and spread her legs apart.

From behind her, I could see her wet asshole peeking through her cheeks. Her extended pussy lips glistened from her cum, spread apart, just waiting to be fucked.

I sidled up to her rear and rested my cock right on her vulva. It only took a little moving around to get my cockhead all juicy,

I pressed forward and inch, and slid inside my sister's cunt. Her slick but tight walls held me firm.

"Well?" she asked.

"Just enjoying! Shhh!"

She sighed, wanting me to go faster. She bucked rearwards, forcing another couple inches in.

"Hey!" I yelled. "I wasn't ready!"

"Bullshit! Come on and fuck me!"

I guess the kidding around was pretty much over. I guess we're playing for keeps now.

I reached forward and grabbed a handful of her luscious brown hair, and pulled her head back. Far back. It had to hurt, just a little, anyway.

"You wanna get fucked?"

"Yes Trent!"

"You wanna get really fucked?"

"Please! For the love of God!"

"You'll do whatever I want?" I asked this as I slowly pulled my cock out.

"Come on Trent just give it to me! Fuck me!"

"Say it then!"

"Alright Jesus christ, whatever you want!"

Boom! I shoved in my cock as far as it would go. Her vise-like tunnel opened for me under protest, but her juices eased the way. Still pulling her hair, I fucked her with long hard strokes. Pulling my wet cock nearly all the way out and slamming it back in. My thighs slapped against her ass cheeks and thighs. Jesus this felt good!

"Bark like a dog for me!"

"What?" she asked.

I pulled her hair more.

"Woof!"

"Again! Better this time!"

"ROOUUFF!"

"Good girl!" I patted her head.

I started fucking her faster. And faster. I had to let go of her hair and grab her hips just to hang on and stay aligned. I could hardly see my blurry cock!

Sweat dripped down my body as Kylie panted like a racehorse. But she was giving as good as she was getting. I grabbed her big fucking milking tit and squeezed it hard.

"Fuck... You!" she muttered in between her pantings. I grabbed the other one just as hard. I slowed my rhythm a bit; you can't fuck lightning-fast just holding onto tits. Too much sway and freeplay.

My cock fell out and went low, fucking her thigh for a moment. She stopped while I got it back in. We resumed our furious fucking for a few minutes, panting and heaving and thrusting and straining. this was some serious fucking.

And then, it happened! Was it accidental? Was it maybe my fault? Did I rise up a little too much after that dick-fall-out a couple minutes ago? Or did she drop down a little?

Whatever, as I fast-fucked Kylie's cunt, my cock slipped out again. Too rambunctious, I was. When I thrust forward again, it went back into a hole.

Except, it was a different hole than I was fucking a half second ago. This hole received a lot of lube from before, and her cunt juices fully coated my cock, so the lube situation was pretty good.

Still, it was quite a shock to Kylie to get a throbbing cock shoved all the way up her ass!

"GAAAAWDD!!" she shrieked and lunged forward, trying to lessen the impact and perhaps remove my cock from her ass. But I fell forward with her. She hit the bed face down with me on top of her, my cock impaled in her rather delicate area. I held still.

She strained for a few moments... then breathed again... and finally whispered to me between her panting.

"That's... Richard and I... we never did this... just wait a minute..."

I stroked her hair and held still, although I flexed my cock a couple times. I couldn't help it. I like being in virgin territory.

"Jesus," she whispered again. "I just... wasn't expecting... it took my breath away! I'm so... stuffed..."

I kissed her on her cheek and, ever so slightly, lifted my pelvis up. Didn't even withdraw my cock, just relaxed some of the pressure. Then gently let it back down again as I rested.

"How's that, baby?"

"It's okay I guess... doesn't hurt...anymore...."

I moved a little more, this time pulling my cock back just a little, so there was some actual friction. Some fucking. Some butt fucking.

Kylie lay there, accepting the new standard in 'undignified' behavior. I pressed a tiny bit more, tiny bit faster. A low moan escaped her lips.

"oooohhhhh that's good that's good that's good..."

I sped up more, pulling farther out, and fucked her ass for real. She was fucking tight, but we had enough lube from her cunt. I couldn't hold on long; this was way too much, both the physical feelings and the mental turn on. It's not every day you get to ass fuck your hot sister.

I stopped for a second so I could jam one of the little pillows under Kylie's cunt. She gratefully accepted it, and ground herself into it with each stroke of my pounding cock. We both grunted and wrestled like animals, I tried to fuck her as hard as I could, she tried to to meet me stroke for stroke but just gave up and let me pound her ass, forcing her cunt into the pillow. I shoved my hands under her chest, not an easy task but eventually was able to get some milky tits in my hands. The milk just flowed from the constant pressure.

Our sweaty bodies writhed against and with each other. I decided to strike up a conversation.

"So you... (pant)... liked the... movie."

"unh... fuck yeah..."

"I showed... (pant)... it to the... sister bitches... fuck your ass (pant) is tight! They loved it. (pant). We had... an all-out... orgy afterwards"

Kylie rose up a little and turned her head back as much as she could. We both stopped moving for a few moments.

"No fucking way!"

"Yes Way," I panted. "Holy shit I'm worn out! But yes, I fucked all of them."

"Bullshit!"

"I've got crappy footage to prove it. And... AND!! They all went at each other, totally."

"Bullshit again! Take your lying cock out of my ass and go jack off!" she teased.

"I swear, Kylie! They ate pussy, all of them. And shared my cum."

"Even Whitney?"

"Even Whitney!"

"That's fucking hot. You may resume the fucking, please!"

I smacked her ass, CRACK!

"Ow! What was that for!?"

"I dunno! Just thought it needed to be done!"

I pulled out almost all the way and dropped hard back in deep.

"Oh my God!" cried out Kylie.

I fucked her hard and fast again.

"Just... picture... Missy's tongue... dipping into Whitney's... hot cunt."

Kylie just moaned. I pinched her tits.

"My sperm... was inside Whitney... and Missy... lapped it up like a cat."

"Holy... unh... fuck!"

"Stacy was sitting... on Whitney's face."

"Jee-zus."

"I can't... Kylie... baby... I can't hold on"

"Fucking cum in me! Cum in my ass, Trent!"

With a few final strokes, my cock reached it's limit and erupted inside her dark tunnel. Like a pulsing firehose, it shot load after load deep inside my sister. The word "Awesome" is thrown around rather casually these days. But this was pretty fucking awesome!

I could feel the walls of her ass flexing, apparently my cum had set her off, too. I was a rag doll on top of her, but she dug into that pillow with her pussy until she couldn't pump any more.

We both lay there, breathing hard, spent. I wanted to kiss her or something, but I just couldn't muster the strength at that moment.

After a minute or so, I kind of slid off and out of her and rolled onto my back. Kylie managed to snuggle up beside me. Even though we were hot, she crossed a leg over me and pressed her chest into my side.

"Hey loverboy!" she cooed.

"'Hey' yourself!"

"You were right, anything can happen doing doggy!"

"You seem to be ok?"

"Yeah! It was very weird at first. And it was a shock, of course! At first, anyway. But then, it felt good. And then it felt great." She stretched up and kissed me on the lips.

"I lost my virginity to my brother! You know I love you, right?"

"Well... I love you too, Kylie. But..."

"But? But what?"

"But I'm going to marry Whitney."

Silence. Oh shit, she's hurt.

Then, "Well, yeah. I mean, you've been going out for two years. I guess."

I looked into her eyes. "I'm sorry?"

"Nah, don't be. You guys are in love. Although I could actually picture being with you for a long time." She was trying to make the best of it.

"I have to tell her about this," I said.

"No, you don't!"

"She'll be fine... probably. And hey, she might even want to join!"

"Ohhh, ummmm... hadn't thought of that. We'll have to see, I guess. Not really on my bucket list, ya know?"

"Oh, bummer. Well we'll see what happens. Hey, I need a shower and uh... so do you!"

"Brat!"

She checked on Jesse while I got the water running. When she came back we got VERY clean. Even her soiled ass. She sucked me off in the tub. And swallowed.

We went to bed with her laptop. I plopped the memory card in of my orgy with Whitney, Stacy, and Missy. Kylie really couldn't believe her eyes. It was unedited, and much of the time the camera was just sitting on the table,but you could get a pretty fucking good idea of who was doing what.

Kylie scrolled back a few times to see Melissa dipping her tongue into Whitney's cum-filled cunt. It was my favorite part too. Well, one of them. We managed to fuck once more that night.

And we fucked again before I left in the morning.

And she called me on my way home and masturbated for me.

- - -

Whitney and I talked when I got home, she was on another upside down shift. But we didn't talk about Kylie. Mostly we talked about what had to happen to make this job change work. I had to change clothes and go to my old job. I needed to give my two days notice and try and get them setup for my departure. We needed to apartment shop this weekend, I didn't want to commute an hour plus!

Then she let me know some news: Our bank already had half of the signing bonus deposited.

"Wow, that's... quick." I said, a little puzzled. this whole thing was happening so fast. I hadn't even started yet.

My boss said the same thing. Aren't I going too fast? This sounds too good to be true. I'm not all that smart etc...

Got an email from Richard saying that I am to report to Ken S. on Monday, but will be reporting to his gal Taylor when they get back from their far-east tour of Korea, Japan, then down to Singapore and Malaysia, then up to China. Glad that isn't me. I like this country!

- - -

About 11 pm, I was getting ready to call it quits when Stacy called me.

"Congratulations, tiger! I talked with Whitney, she said you're working late."

"Thanks! Yeah, it's very busy all of a sudden, trying to clean up this place before I go."

"So you stayed at your sisters?" Zing!

"Yep." Be cool!

"How was that?" I could detect an air of excitement in her voice.

"Uh, fine? Why?"

"I told her, Trent. I told her about the story, and that you wrote it!" Yeah, I found that out last week.

"Right, she mentioned something about that."

"And?"

"And what?"

"Well, dumbass! She had to have seen that half of it was about her! Or is she as dense as you are?"

"She uh, she kinda smirked a few times, I didn't know why." That sounds plausible. Normal people would try and be coy about it. If they even decided to do anything about it.

"Uh huh. Right. She smirked."

"Yeah, whatever, Stacy."

"You know, Trent. We used to hang out, Kylie and me. She was a fucking sex maniac, kind of like you. I don't think she wouldn't say anything."

"I don't know. Look Stace, I'm tired and trying to finish up here."

"Sure, I get it. Hey."

"Yeah?"

"You've got something to write about now, right? I mean, us sisters?"

"Oh yeah, tons of material!"

"And, maybe you could write about your sister again."

"Why? There's not much more to say." Except that she can take a good ass-fucking. And she is a sex maniac.

"Right. I'm calling her next."

Ahh crap.

- - -

Friday was a blur, again worked at my old job until almost midnight. They will survive, but it won't be pretty for them. Sorry dudes! Gotta get mine, you know.

Kylie offered for Whitney and I to stay at her house this weekend while we apartment hunted. She's so thoughtful, my sister. Yep. Just trying to help out her little brother. I noticed when I left, I forgot to grab that memory card from her. She's probably been watching the Sister Bitches and I in our little adventure. Shit, I've got to film those better! We needed a cameraman.

By three o'clock on Saturday, Whitney and I were pretty pooped. We only saw one apartment that was worth a damn, but it was even smaller than our place we have now. Things are pricier down here near the city. Shit. We were having some cocktails on Kylie's patio when she surprised the shit out of us.

"Whitney?" Kylie asked. "Did Trent tell you about Richard?"

"You mean, that he's also apartment hunting? Yeah, I'm really sorry, I didn't know what to say earlier."

"Thank you. But to tell you the truth, I'm taking it better than I thought I would. Of course, Trent helped me through that first rough day and night."

Gulp! I helped myself, is more like it.

"He's so sweet!" Whitney chimed in.

"Yes, he comforted me when I really needed it. And I needed it a lot!" Kylie smiled all sweet and innocently at me.

"Well," I sort of stumbled. "You've got to be able to count on your family, right?"

"So right!" exclaimed Kylie. "In fact, I want to return the favor. If you guys don't find some place soon, you guys can stay here until you do!"

"Oh Kylie!" shrieked Whit. "That will help so much! But, you sure it's not putting you out too much?"

"Oh don't worry about it! I've got 4 or 5 bedrooms I'm not even using!"

"You know," I said. "We really didn't see much. Maybe we should spend tomorrow dragging some of our crap down here. Then next weekend we can concentrate on looking for a place. Would that be alright, Kylie?"

"Sure! Bring all your shit!"

We tinked our glasses in a toast to the new, albeit temporary, living arrangements. Of course, my brain was just running through all different kinds of schemes and scams, and good outcomes and bad ones, too. This could easily implode into a massive Black Hole...

Whitney and I helped Kylie cook up some steaks, au gratin potatoes, and a Caesar salad. Topped it off with a nice bottle of Justin Cabernet.

"Um.... how much is this wine?" asked Whit, after dinner. We were playing with Jesse, Kylie's little baby girl.

"About, oh I don't remember. 125 maybe?"

Holy shit! That's like our alcohol budget for the month!

"Don't worry Whit! Our boy Trent here will be making the big bucks here soon enough!"

Jess started fussing, despite Whitney's attempts at soothing her.

"Help me get her ready for bed?" suggested Kylie. Whitney enthusiastically agreed.

"I guess I've got dishes then. Yay for me."

Whitney carried Jess upstairs first. Kylie stopped for a moment, turned back to me and squeezed her tits for me! Then she went upstairs after the other two.

Doing dishes sucks. But it's better than doing diapers. When I have my own kid, I'll do its diapers. But I sure don't need to do anyone else's!

When I got done, I headed to the foot of the stairs. I could hear splashing and playing noises, sounded like baby bath time. I grabbed a cold one and went to the great room and turned on the TV.

Dick has some nice shit, I thought. 70 inch flatscreen. Awesome leather couches. Wonder what he's going to leave here and what he's going to take?

After my second beer, the girls finally came back down. They had changed into their sleeping stuff, and they were all giggly and weird. They re-filled their glasses and came and sat with me, Whitney snuggling up.

"What's up with you two?"

They just laughed some more. Ditzy chicks. Whit didn't have her bra on, just a little t-shirt and sleeping pants, also pretty much made of t-shirt material. Kylie had on a heavier shirt, but I could tell she was free-range, also. Things like that make my cock stir.

I finally had enough of the giggle twins and went to get another beer. When I came back, they were whispering.

"Alright!" I said, a little pissed off. "What's the big secret?"

Whit started. "Well, if you must know--"

"When we were upstairs," interrupted Kylie. "Whit was ...wondering something."

Pause.

"Yeah, well, what the fuck!" Patience isn't one of my virtues.

More giggles. Jesus Christ. I held up my middle finger.

"Oh calm yourself, disckhead!" snapped Kylie. Always the loving sister. "I was feeding little Jess, and Whitney was wondering if I had ever, you know, tasted the milk."

"And you said...?"

"I said I did!" The girls started laughing again.

"Then I asked Whitney if she wanted to try it. First she said no. But then, she changed her mind."

Holy shit! I needed to hear this.

"So, uh... Whitney, how was it?"

"Well," she began. "First of all, Jess went to sleep in her crib. Then we went to Kylie's room to get these sleepy clothes. We were changing and, well, you can't help but notice Kylie's boobs. And, well, they were dripping. I asked if I could have some."

I looked at her expectantly.

"So I got down on my knees and let some of it drip in my mouth." Whitney paused for a moment, then she let out a big smile. "It was fantastic!"

"Holy shit!" I couldn't believe it.

"But, well, it was just drops. Kylie told me to take a real taste."

"No!" I said, egging her on. "You didn't!"

"I did!" she beamed. "I sucked her tit and got more milk! A whole shitload of milk! God she has a lot, Trent! You should try it!"

Kylie gave me a knowing look. Whitney says I should try my sister's milk. Um, been there done that! Also ate her out, fucked her, ass-fucked her... but I can't let on.

"Well, I don't know man. She's my sister! That's all kinds of fucked up!"

Whitney actually got a little mad at that remark.

"What do you mean 'fucked up'? You didn't think that the other day with Stacy and Melissa when... oh shit. Kylie, did Trent tell you about that?"

Yes I did. I told her everything. It got Kylie fucking hot.

"Um," Kylie struggled. "Tell me, what?" Good girl!

"Well, we had some drinks the other day. And there was some, fooling around, with my sisters. And It wasn't fucked up. Asshole!" Uh, now she's more than a little mad. She moved away from me. on the couch.

"Whitney! No, it wasn't fucked up! That just slipped out and I didn't mean you! I just meant, well I thought you would think... or I thought you wouldn't like the thought of..." Jesus I'm blowing it! Come on you stupid brain!

"You know, girls mess around sometime, it's not a big deal. But boy/girl, brother and sister, it's kind of a bigger deal and, most people would be creeped out by that. I'm sorry. Whit. Really."

"Okay," she relented. "I guess you're right. That's the normal reaction. But, this was something that I thought we could share. A new experience. I just wanted you to try it, not make a big deal about it."

I leaned over and kissed her deeply for a few moments. I gently touched her cheek.

"I'm sorry. I would love to try it."

"Good. I just want to know how you feel about it in case, you know, we ever..."

"Have a baby?" I asked.

She nodded.

"I would love to have a baby with you, Whit! And I'll love everything about you. Every step of the way."

We kissed some more.

"Well," interrupted Kylie. "I guess I'll go upstairs now! You guys are so cute!"

"No wait!" said Whit. "I wanted Trent to try you. I mean, your milk. Can he?"

"Um, sure. I guess. I'll get a glass then."

"Ohhh, he can just have some straight, I think." I do love this girl Whitney!

"Well," said Kylie. "Here ya go, then."

She pulled up her shirt, exposing her huge left tit. I breathed in sharply and my cock began expanding. Kylie stood in front of me.

"Go on, honey, really." Whit seemed insistent. I can't deny her.

Kylie's tit loomed in my face. I moved in, placing my lips around her aereola. I sucked her nipple into my mouth. Milk flowed instantly. Warm, slightly sweet, mother's milk. I sucked greedily, swallowing all of it. I made lots of "mmm-mmm" noises while I looked Whitney in the eye.

"You getting some?" she asked.

I pulled off and opened my mouth. Milk ran past my lips, dripping to the floor.

"Well don't waste it!" Kylie said, excitedly.

I got back on and sucked for at least a minute. Needless to say, my cock was near burst levels.

Then Kylie said, "Whit, the other one's leaking now. Would you maybe like some more?" She pulled her shirt completely up, exposing her other tit.

I looked at Whitney as she sucked on my sister's right tit, while I sucked the left. Both of us sucked and slurped and swallowed all we could.

"Hey guys, um," began Kylie. "I'm getting weak in the knees. Can I sit down?"

We made room for her on the couch, then both re-attached ourselves to her lactating breasts. Whit and I put an arm around each other, and simultaneously began caressing Kylie's boobs with our free hand.

After swallowing, I pulled off and told Whit to also pull back. Then we squeezed Kylie's tits together, and sprayed our faces down! It was 4 or 5 tiny squirt guns shooting out of each nipple! We all laughed as Kylie drenched our faces with the spray.

"Whitney?" Kylie asked. "Will you... will you give me some?"

Whit proceeded to latch on and get a mouthful. Then she moved up to where her head was a little above Kylie. My sister opened her mouth, and Whit let some milk escape, dripping it into Kylie's mouth. Whit opened wider, and she poured the rest into Kylie's mouth. Whitney moved in a little and kissed Kylie gently. Their open mouths searched each other, little strings of milk formed between their lips.

Whitney raised her arms up, I helped take off her skimpy shirt so her tits could be free.

Kylie grabbed her breasts and squeezed them, hosing down Whitney's breasts. So much milk, it looked like Whitney was now lactating! Then Kylie bent down and licked and sucked on Whitney's tit. At this point, I had backed up a little so I could get a better view. And it was a nice view; my sister sucking on my girlfriend's tits. I decided to tease my sister a little.

"So, uh, Kylie. I thought this wasn't on your bucket list?"

"I'm getting used to it!"

"You don't mind me too much?" Whitney asked Kylie.

"Here," Kylie responded. "Help me out." And she brought one of her breasts up to her face. She licked her dark brown nipple; milk flowed out and dripped down the length of her upturned breast. Whitney leaned in and helped to tongue Kylie's nipple. The white milk intermingled with their pink tongues.

They took turns sucking Kylie's nipple. Sometimes they swallowed, sometimes they let the milk ooze back out. They kissed and frenched each other. Lots of little moans and smacking noises. Mind you, this is all happening about a foot from me.

My cock basically yelled at me to get involved. And, selfishly, I did!

I stood up and started unbuttoning my pants. The girls paused for a moment, but I told them to keep going. I finally freed myself of my stupid clothes and stood there for a moment. Pre-cum oozed out and formed a droplet at the tip.

I grabbed my penis. It throbbed at my touch, thankful for some contact. With my other hand on the couch back supporting me, I leaned in and pressed my rigid cock right into the middle of the action.

Both girls giggled at the new player. Kylie was holding back out of respect for Whitney, who began licking the tip.

"Come on!" she whispered to Kylie.

As my cock pressed into Kylie's warm titflesh, both girls began licking my cockhead and shaft. Somebody squeezed Kylie's tit and her nipple fountained out a ton of milk on my cock, their faces, my thighs.

"Go on," urged Whitney. "Grab it."

Kylie looked a question at Whit, who nodded in the affirmative. Kylie shrugged her shoulders and smiled, and gripped my cock, hard.

She stroked upwards just once, and a minor flood of pre-cum poured out of me onto her tit.

"Get some!" said Whit.

Kylie paused a moment, then placed her warm lips around my penis head. With a big "Mmmmmmm!" she put more and more of it down her throat. She let go with her hand and took me down completely. She bobbed a couple times, then came up for air.

"Holy shit, brother!" she exclaimed. Whitney immediately gulped down my cock, covered as it was with Kylie's saliva. They traded off doing that a few times.

"Um... girls..." I warned.

"Oh shit," said Whit. "He's gonna blow! Get ready!"

And 'blow' I did! Whitney death-gripped my cock and gave it a couple hard strokes, right beneath my cock head on the special spot. Kylie squeezed her tit to provide some milky lubrication.

"Holy fucking christ I'm cumming!"

The girls went cheek-to-cheek and opened their mouths just in time as my steaming hot cum jetted out of my cock. Waves of pleasure rocked me as pulse after juicy pulse of cum shot onto their faces; some on their cheeks, some on their noses and foreheads and eyes, and lots in their mouths. And the rest of it dripped onto Kylie's nipple and tit, setting just beneath their chins.

"Hold still!" I commanded. "Don't move a muscle!"

I fumbled in my pants for my cell phone. Finally found it.

"Okay... don't move... okay smile! Good. Again... great... now touch your lips together... great."

I switched my cell phone to video mode.

"Okay," I said. "Do whatever!"

Both girls swallowed what they had in their mouths, then began kissing each other. The cum from Whitney's nose pressed into Kylie's cheek. Kylie began licking Whitney's face, cleaning her up. She made a big production out of getting the cum, MY cum, into her mouth and swallowing it.

"Mmmmmmmmm," she said, straight into the camera. "I love my brother's cum."

"You're such a cum-slut!" countered Whitney. "I love it more!"

And Whitney hoovered up the cum on Kylie's face. Then she grabbed my cock and milked out more and swallowed that down. She frantically grabbed Kylie's tit and licked and sucked my cum from the nipple and skin, getting some milk with it, of course.

I captured all this on my little phone cam. It's not great, but it isn't bad, either. I gotta spend some of that signing bonus and buy a fucking real camera!

I sat down on the couch next to Kylie, temporarily spent. Whitney sat on my lap and kissed me deeply. I could taste my cum on her lips. Kylie was right there, rubbing my back. Whitney pulled back, I turned and kissed Kylie. Our tongues gently explored each other's moist mouth. As far as Whitney knew, this was our first kiss. I made it look good.

"Alright already!" joked Whitney. "You guys forget I'm right here?"

"Sorry babe! I love you, Whitney. Truly. Thanks for suggesting the, um, taste!"

"Yeah, well, go eat some cookies or something. You're going to need your strength. You aren't done here yet. Not by a long shot!"

I did actually get up and went to the kitchen to get some chocolate chip cookies.

"I've got milk for you!" teased Kylie.

I came back from the kitchen with my cookies in hand. Kylie was crawling on top of Whitney like they were going to get into a sixty-nine, but instead she stopped short so they were just sucking each others tits.

Just... sucking each others tits. Like, you know, that happens every day to me. Right.

I took some more pictures. Ate some cookies. My cock said 'let's get in there man!' but I told it to shut up and watch for awhile.

If my girlfriend and sister want to eat each other out, they don't need any interference from me!

I grabbed my phone and started video-ing again.

I couldn't wait to show Stacy and Missy!

- - -

To be continued!

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It was a late summer afternoon as the sun shown brightly in the western sky as he left work. It was on his way home that he noticed the dark ominous clouds on the horizon and the scent of rain was in the air. Dusting off his plants and shirt before jumping into his truck he rolled down the windows on the old 69 Ford he drove. As he drove out of the parking lot he waved at Bob saying have a good one Bob, and he turned left and drove down the street. On the way out of town he stopped by the...

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The Storm Shelter

“Honey!  We have to go right now!” Cynthia called out with an edge of panic in her voice.I was running through the house checking that all the windows and doors were tightly locked.  A strong gust of wind rattled the last rain-spattered window as I checked it.  Cynthia looked concerned when I eventually joined her in the car.  I quickly checked that she had packed the overnight bags and blankets before reversing out the garage.Hurricane Irma was scheduled to make landfall later that night.  It...

MILF
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Winter Storm

Joanna is a shy, young student at the junior college. She signed up for one of my classes this past Fall and I have come to know her rather well. Earlier today, I found a message on the department answering machine. "Dr. Storm, could you drop by tonight? I am having difficulty with one of the problems you assigned, and maybe you could help me with it." Well, she lives on The Rez, and her house is on the route I take to my place. I'll stop by and see what I can do.   It is...

First Time
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The Naked InheritanceChapter 18 The Imperfect Solution

The other five deputies with Rita Lane looked at her in askance. "She looked at Cole and demanded, "What did you just do?" "I released copies of the Golem Oil agreement to all the news services and anybody else I could think of." Cole had a proud grin on his face. "Yes," Wendy exclaimed. "Then he destroyed all the files on both our computers. My Cole knows how to create a simple version of homemade thermite. He uses aluminum powder, ferrous oxide and a magnesium trigger material,...

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The Perfect Family Imperfect Desires Ch 1

The middle aged man sat alone on his bed. Frustrated. Not getting enough from his wife of twenty plus years, but getting too much work at his job. He worked early mornings through to afternoons or even sundown, at times. With what little time he did have to relax, he spent making repairs to the family house and whatnot. And when the family had a holiday (which would come around 3-4 times a year), he was lucky enough to be the one who would fork out the money. Yes, Steve was a giver. His...

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Storm

Storm By R. Johnston Chapter 1: The Arrival The unmarried Kennedy sisters' small farm was on a quiet stretch of the coast just about a mile from the sea. Jane in her early forties and Maggie younger by a few years, managed to make a living from their small dairy herd and a flock of free range hens. The farmhouse was a two storied solid building surrounded by elm trees planted half a century ago to protect it from the prevailing north wind. It could not be seen from the main...

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Eye of the Storm

EYE OF THE STORM BY PAUL G. JUTRAS (MIXTURE OF TG FICTION WITH TRUE STORM EVENTS) It was Saturday night and the road outside his parent's house was deserted. For three days Paul and his folks had watched as I-4 and 95 went bumper-to-bumper traffic, so that one could travel faster by foot to evacuate for Hurricane Frances. Paul's dad believed in his house better than any shelter and had the three of them hunker down there. It was 5pm when the power went out. "I'm starting to think...

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STORM A BREWING

Nick stood on the back porch and looked up at the darkening sky. It was strange the way the sky was moving. It was as if a dark green blanket were being d****d over the Earth by unseen hands. Nick felt his arms prickle with goose bumps as a cool breeze wafted over him.Thunder roared in the distance and Nick could see shards of lightning touching down in his neighbor's yards down the road."Nick? Does it look bad?" Nick's beautiful wife Lauren was in the living room looking out the sliding glass...

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Past Imperfect

The girl walked confidently into the bar. She strode up to the stool next the guy on the end and sat down. He’s an older guy, around fifty, about six feet tall, blond hair, blue eyes and a wide-brimmed straw hat shading his light complexion. Once seated at the bar, she removed her sunglasses and ordered a margarita on the rocks. When her drink arrived she smiled demurely at the man to her left as she raised the glass to her lips.The guy she sat down next to and smiled at is me. I live alone in...

Incest
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Imperfect Ch 12

The house was still not going to be available to move into for almost 6 months. Zoë’s house was beautiful, and we had plenty of room there, but we had such big dreams and I was so anxious to begin. The baby was born, and we named her Emily Estelle Keys. I gave her Zoë’s last name in order to tie them together in some way. We set up a rough nursery in the rental house. Unable to paint or make any renovations we just made do with curtains which we could bring into the new house with us,...

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Imperfect Ch 09

How and when had Kale managed to hijack my social life? Or was it only myself I had to blame. My mother used to say, ‘No one can do anything to you if you don’t let them.’ Great, nothing like mom to add a little guilt when I’m already feeling bad about myself. What was worse, I hadn’t painted in ages. And I found that when I did get time alone, the inspiration just wasn’t there. I’d splash my paint across the canvas to rid myself of the dreaded blank page syndrome and still- nothing. Sometime...

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Imperfect Ch 10

*Two weeks passed, and I refused to talk to Kale, or to see him. Lin called once to tell me that she was coming home, so I would know not to call the house. (Even though I never call the house, he always calls me. But I guess he thought that what happened between us might have changed that and didn’t want to take the chance. I couldn’t blame him.) Things were fine between us. I didn’t feel the need to see him again and he either didn’t have the opportunity or inclination for another visit. I...

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Imperfect Ch 02

Zoë is one of my best girlfriends. I first met her when I was twenty, at a house party. Back then, her hair was pink and spiky, and I remember she was wearing these large dangly geometric earrings. The thing is, the 80’s had been long over- but I really dug her retro look. She wasn’t the first girl I experimented with, but she was the first girl that I really had anything special going with. That night, I had no idea that she was even into girls. Especially since she was hanging on the arm of...

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Imperfect Ch 08

The night of our date arrived. I wore a long black dress with a knee length slit, and a wrap waist. I put my hair up in a French twist and wore silver dangly earrings, and a cubic zirconium pendant necklace. He showed up dressed very nicely, in a dinner suit that made him appear even more handsome than I’d ever seen him before. Kale escorted me to his BMW, and held the door open for me. It felt like something out of a dream The restaurant that he took me to was absolutely fabulous. Each table...

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Imperfect Mother

I went through my own Oedipal phase, and for probably a year, I masturbated with both incredible frequency and superhuman ferocity to thoughts of my mother. My folks were borderline hippies, and consequently nudity and sexuality were neither taboo nor dinner conversation topics. I saw them both nude more than a few times, mostly by accident, and I remember thinking that my mother's body, in particular, was a thing of singular beauty. I remember a few times, when my father was away traveling...

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Imperfect Beauty

Author’s Note: This very short novel is a result of a writing challenge called NaNoWriMo or National Novel Writing Month. The challenge is to write a 50,000 word novel during the month of November. It is currently a hot topic on the Author’s Hangout, if you’d like to learn more. Please remember that the point of this challenge was word count and not quality. Read at your own peril:) The phone rang. It was my mother. ‘So are you seeing anyone?’ ‘Well, hello to you to.’ ‘Well?’ ‘No mom. No...

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Imperfect Ch 13

When I got home, Zoë greeted me cheerfully, asking if I had a good time, but requesting that I save the details for later, when we could put the images they would evoke to good use. Later after the baby went down for the night, I relayed my story telling her how excited he had been to hear the details of our girl on girl sex life. Zoë grinned from ear to ear, ‘Ironic, I’m so excited to hear about the two of you.’ She put her hand on my knee and gave me a good squeeze. ‘So was it painful or...

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Imperfect Ch 01

The phone rang. It was my mother. ‘So are you seeing anyone?’ ‘Well, hello to you to.’ ‘Well?’ ‘No mom. No one seriously.’ ‘What does that mean? You aren’t giving the milk away for free are you?’ I groan. I can’t believe that my mother really talks like this. I know for a fact that she wasn’t a virgin when she married, because I was born two years before that date. She knows I know too, but mom has a very selective memory when it comes to these things. She wants grandchildren, and she...

4 years ago
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Imperfect Ch 11

Now suddenly we were officially a lesbian couple- expecting a baby. People assumed all sorts of things to fill in the details. I found it hard to ignore them and just smile, especially as my belly grew and my hormones swung wildly from here to there. I also found it hard to think of myself as half of a lesbian couple- just saying it felt so political- when I had always considered myself nothing more and nothing less than simply sexually open minded. At first I insisted that I wasn’t gay....

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