An Ordinary Teenage Sex Life 2

Chapter 16: Family

“Am I dreaming? Are you really here?”

I trailed my fingers over Adrienne’s face, feeling the warmth of her skin and the changing textures of her eyelids, nose, and lips beneath my fingertips. I was afraid that if I stopped touching her, she would vanish beneath me and I would collapse onto cold sheets as if she’d never been there at all. Even after an entire night of bliss, I could still scarcely believe it.

“I’m really here, Ben,” Adrienne smiled, trying to catch her breath. Her naked tits rose and fell beneath me with each grab for oxygen. A bead of sweat fell from my forehead, splashing down on a round globe just left of her nipple. And she giggled and reached up to caress the side of my face with her own fingers.

Morning light streamed through the thin drapes of our hotel room. I’d never bothered to close the heavier, light-blocking drapes last night. Adrienne and I had been too busy attempting to devour each other’s body. I glanced over at the clock, finding that it was still only 7:34am. We probably could have slept in longer, but my morning hard-on had been grinding into Adrienne’s naked ass for some time and when she realized I was awake, she’d simply slid my cock inside her for another round.

I’d just had my… fourth… orgasm. I was pretty sure we went three times last night. My memory was a little fuzzy as each round had seemed to melt into the next. Counting ejaculations wasn’t so important to me as attempting to sate my insatiable desire to hold, rub, and caress my gorgeous lover for as long as possible. We’d eventually stripped off Adrienne’s heels, stockings, and jewelry. And I knew I’d fallen asleep with my cock still inside her.

And yet I couldn’t believe it. Adrienne and I were finally back together. Still feeling the need for verbal confirmation, I slid my fingers off her lips and turned my hand to cup her cheek. “Adrienne, are you finally with me? For real? Or are we still… ‘nottogether’?”

“For real, Ben. We’re together again,” she said softly, delighting in the smile crossing my face and the twinkle in my eyes at her confirmation. She inhaled deeply. “I’m still scared of losing you, but right now, I’m more afraid of missing out on the best guy I’ve ever met.”

She pulled me down for a slow-burn kiss that built and built in intensity and heat. We started gasping for air again, only brief separations before bringing our mouths back together. And then Adrienne decided to take charge, rolling us over so that she was leaning over me with a Cheshire grin on her face.

I snuck a peek at the clock while Adrienne slid down my body, moving her face over my half-hard cock. It was still only 7:40am. And as Adrienne took me inside the warm wetness of her mouth, I sighed and smiled. We had all the time in the world together.

Dressed once again in casual clothes, I walked Adrienne into my house just in time for Sunday brunch. The rest of my family was at the table together and everyone smiled at us as we entered hand-in-hand.

“Adrienne!” Eden cheered.

“Hey, A.D.!” Emma chirped.

“How was Prom?” Dad asked before his eyes went down to Adrienne’s and my enjoined hands.

“Don’t you two look cozy?” Brooke added as she noticed the hands as well.

Adrienne just smiled radiantly and leaned herself into my arm affectionately while clearly staking her claim over me.

“Uh-huh…” Mom nodded knowingly before gesturing to the table. “Have a seat, kids. We can talk later.”

“Later” turned out to be about ten minutes. We joined in on the brunch, which I began wolfing down fiendishly. And while Adrienne had frequently taken meals with my family, she’d never been quite so demonstrably affectionate with me, holding my hand on top of the table and not being shy about kissing me on the cheek.

Ten minutes was all Brooke could last before she asked, “So are you two together again?”

I looked at my Mom first, seeing if she wanted me to delay the announcement or not. Getting no sign to stop from her, I simply nudged Adrienne and smiled at my new (old) girlfriend.

Adrienne smiled at Brooke and nodded. “Yes. Ben and I are back together.”

“Cool!” Emma said happily.

“Cool!” Eden echoed.

“What about Allie?” Brooke arched an eyebrow.

I took a deep breath and Adrienne sighed wistfully. I winced before saying, “Allie stepped aside. We’re still friends, but—”

“But everyone knew you and Adrienne should be together,” Brooke interrupted me, nodding her understanding, and giving us a thumbs-up. “Got it.”

I looked around the table to find the twins and my parents also nodding. Mildly perturbed, I asked, “Did everyone really know?”

Adrienne blushed. “Everyone but me, I guess.”

“Better late than never, sweetie,” Mom patted Adrienne’s hand with a warm, motherly smile.

Adrienne just beamed right back at her, a big, toothy, happy smile that lit up her eyes. The beautiful blonde scanned around the table, seeing nothing but pleasant smiles and welcoming warmth, like the family she never had. She sighed happily and said, “I love you guys.”

The afternoon found Adrienne and I sitting out in the backyard, shaded by a big tree and swinging together in a hammock made for two. I really didn’t spend enough time in this hammock.

Adrienne was cuddled up to my side with her chin against my shoulder and we’d been chatting pleasantly when suddenly her tone turned serious. “Ben, as much as I want to dive headlong into this new relationship and let myself just be blissfully in love, we really should talk about this. We need to figure out ground rules so we both understand what to expect. The last thing I want is for us to break up because we don’t know what we’re getting ourselves into. I can’t lose you, Ben.”

With all my prior relationships, Allie included, I’d just let passion and affection lead the way. There had never been any discussions of ground rules or anything like that. To do so would kill the mood and the budding relationship. But this wasn’t a new relationship; this was rebuilding an old one. And I understood Adrienne’s fears. So I took a deep breath and nodded. “Okay. Let’s talk.”

“I love you, Ben. And I love that from time to time I can put my trust in you, let you control little aspects of our life together. But… not all the time. I’m an independent girl and I’ve never let any boyfriend order me around.”

“What makes you think I’d ever try to?”

“I don’t think you would, but it’s just that in some of my previous relationships, the guy would get some concept in his head that I had certain obligations or duties as ‘his girlfriend’. But that’s not me. I knew I had the upper hand in our relationship the first time around, but this is going to be different. You know how desperately I need you, Ben. If you wanted, you could probably use that as leverage to manipulate me. I don’t think you’d do it, but I can already feel that we’re going to be more like equals this time around. Still, you have to know I’ll resist if you try and make me your beck and call.”

“Never,” I assured her. “Adrienne keeps her independence: check. Besides, your self-confidence is one of the things I love about you.”

Adrienne smiled and then said, “Okay. Your turn.”

I blinked a couple of times. I wasn’t expecting to be put on the spot like this, and it’s not like I’d prepared little relationship notes or anything. So all I came up with right then was, “Okay, I’m not a mind-reader. I’d like to think I’ve started to understand you better, Adrienne; but history has shown me that I can be an utter and complete moron when it comes to understanding what my girlfriend wants. You’ve got to spell it out for me sometimes, okay? Without getting all peeved that I’m not reading your mind or reading whatever you think are obvious clues. Megan always got so PISSED at me about this stuff.”

Adrienne giggled. “Deal.”

So far, so good. I relaxed a bit and couldn’t resist leaning forward and pecking Adrienne’s nose, momentarily throwing off the rhythm of our hammock swinging. I draped my left leg off and kicked off the ground to get us moving again.

Then Adrienne took a deep breath and said, “Let’s talk about fidelity.”

I stopped breathing. My body got all tense, and automatically I started defensively saying, “Adrienne. I would never—”

“Hey, hey, relax, relax…” Adrienne soothed. “Relax, I’m not the jealous type.”

I arched an eyebrow, not believing her.

Adrienne continued, “I mean, yeah, we initially broke up over cheating but think about it: I accepted you sleeping with Cassidy in the end and I admitted I was looking for other guys on the side at the same time. I’m really not the jealous type. Hell, remember Winter Break?”

I gulped. How could I forget? Adrienne, Candy, Heather and Lynne had more or less given me a four-day/three-night four-on-one orgy. I frowned. “But we were ‘nottogether’ then.”

“I still loved you. I still could have gotten jealous. What pissed me off wasn’t you sleeping with other girls, Ben; it was doing it behind my back. You understand?”

I furrowed my eyebrows and thought about it for a second before saying, “Uh, the concept, I think so. But in practice? What do you mean?”

Adrienne took a deep breath, collecting herself first. Then she began, “Relationships fail only two ways: One, someone loses interest in the relationship and wants to move on to someone else. I’ve seen it happen a lot in High School, but that’s not what happened to us. But two, someone doesn’t live up to the other’s expectations. That’s what happened to us, Ben. I had certain expectations of you, and you disappointed me. You understand?”

“Not exactly.”

“Everyone has expectations in a relationship. I expect you to love me and to be there for me when I’m sad or unhappy. I expect you to fuck my brains out and give me the most incredible orgasms on a regular basis. Okay?”

I smiled. I could handle that. “Okay.”

“But if I have unreasonable expectations, say, I expect you to devote every single waking minute to me and come running whenever I call, even if you were planning to play basketball with the guys or you’re spending some quality time with your family, thennnn either I get disappointed and upset with you when you don’t meet that expectation OR you get mad at me for being unreasonable. Got it?”

I nodded, “Got it.”

“Disappointment is about not living up to expectations, so it’s up to me to not expect things of you that you can’t actually do. I know you, Ben. You’re a sexual creature, and girls are drawn to you as if you were magnetic. If I expect full fidelity out of you, you might disappoint me. And even if you managed to stay completely loyal, you’d be going crazy with all the temptation around you. So here’s the deal: I’m not going to expect fidelity out of you, Ben. In fact, I might even bring us a few playmates myself. You like girls. I like girls. We’ll work it out.”

I arched an eyebrow. “You serious?”

“Completely serious, Ben. But what I am asking for is honesty, okay? If you’re gonna sleep with someone, just tell me about it, okay? Don’t hide anything from me, Ben.”

“You’re just going to let me sleep with whomever I want,” I blurted in disbelief.

“Pretty much. It’s not so different than when we were ‘nottogether’. Wait, I take that back. Not just anyone. If Donna Kincaid comes calling you—”

“I get it, I get it,” I held up a hand. “You get veto rights.”

Adrienne smiled at that. “Yeah, that works.”

I furrowed my eyebrows and winced. “But… I’m not totally sure of how I’d feel with you sleeping with other guys, Adrienne.”

Both eyebrows rose as she smiled at me. “What, you were all ready to let me screw Kyle McGinley for Prom before, weren’t you?”

“That was different. You weren’t mine.”

She grinned. “Ooh, getting all possessive now, aren’t we?”

I sighed. “Adrienne, I know it’s not fair if you’re going to let me sleep with other girls, but… I can’t help but feel a little weird about it.”

“Relax, Ben. I haven’t wanted any other guy but you since… since Halloween. Although I must say, Allie told me about a little swapping thing she and Abbie pulled with you and Kenny.”

“She TOLD you?” My mouth gaped.

“’Details’,” Adrienne grinned, her fingers in the air to mime the air-quotes.

I sighed. “Look, I’m not saying ‘never’. Stuff happens. But I definitely want to talk about it should you get the, uh… urge… to step out—”

“Relax, relax, Ben. I get it.” Adrienne patted my cheek. “Remember our little party in La Jolla last year? We had rules just like this. This is just how guys are wired, they want to screw everything that moves but can’t handle ‘their’ girl doing the same. Maybe it’s unfair, but that’s just the way you’re wired. I can handle it, Ben. Just don’t keep me from MY pussy.” She giggled with a sparkle in her eyes.

I nodded, exhaling slowly and feeling the little bit of tension that had built up in me melting away. Adrienne smiled and kissed me again, relaxing me the rest of the way until I was almost back to fully at ease.

Just then, the patio door slid open and my mom stuck her head out. “Hey kids. We’re taking the twins out to the movies and Brooke is heading off to Jennifer Vo’s. Do you guys want to come with us?”

I looked up at my mom and considered joining them for a movie, but Adrienne giggled and tugged on my arm conspicuously. “Uh, no thanks, Mom. I think we’ll just hang out here.”

Mom grinned knowingly. “Have fun you two.” She headed back inside and closed the door.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking, Ben?” Adrienne batted her eyelashes at me while a naughty little smile spread across her face.

My loins stirred to life. “I am now.”

“Mmm, just a warning Ben, my pussy is pretty sore from last night.” She bit her lip and winced an apology. “But don’t worry; I’ve been dying to feel you stretch my ass again.”

Monday morning, being the first day of school after the Prom, Adrienne and I were quickly bombarded with questions about our whereabouts during the second half of the Prom. Allie, of course, knew exactly what was going on and had informed both our core group of friends as well as Heather and Lynne. Our friends surrounded us to help shield us from the storm, and by lunchtime, enough people were spreading rumored confirmations that yes, Adrienne and I had gotten back together and yes, we’d gone up to my hotel room to start fucking. And the questions died out.

While we didn’t confirm the rumors ourselves, we didn’t bother to try denying it, either. After all, it WAS the truth. Adrienne and I were certainly holding hands as a couple and we had gone up to my hotel room and started fucking like rabbits. We just hadn’t known we were about to get voted Prom King and Queen and have everyone looking for us all at the same time.

At lunchtime, I specifically went out of my way to track down Allie immediately after her fourth-period class. She brightened when she saw me waiting for her. “Hey, Ben!”

“Hey. Thanks for keeping people off our backs this morning. It couldn’t have been easy for you.”

She shrugged. “I knew I’d be getting some condolences from people, some of whom either want to crucify you for leaving me or get all pissed off at Adrienne for poaching or whatever. They don’t believe me when I tell them it was a mutual break-up.”

I nodded and then stopped us from walking. “How are you, Allie?”

The cute brunette took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. She canted her head to the side and shrugged, a gloomy look in her eyes. “I’m a little sad, to be honest. I really did like being your girlfriend, Ben.”

“I’m so sorry,” I began.

“No, no,” Allie waved me off. She inhaled again. “This is the way it’s supposed to be,” she said while nodding. “We were never in love. We were never supposed to be more than friends, actually. But I will miss the sex,” she managed a wry smile.

I chuckled and then leaned down. “Actually, you should talk to Adrienne about that. She’s pretty open about our relationship.”

Allie’s eyebrows went up. “Really?”

“You do have such a sweet, tight, little pussy, Allie,” I leered.

She giggled and turned away for a second, not quite believing me just yet. But then she turned right back, giggling, “You’re incorrigible, you know that?”

I shrugged. “Seriously. Ask her.”

“Hmm. I just might. Really, Ben. I’ve got to get over you, which means finding other guys to satisfy my cravings,” Allie said frankly, before a wide smile spread across her face. “But then again, maybe you will be my vacation until it’s time to go to college. If I’d known last Friday was going to be our last night together, I might’ve done some things differently. There are a few fantasies I never got to live with you.”

“Anytime,” I chuckled and then opened my arms, leaning forward.

Allie accepted the invitation and threw herself against my chest, holding me fiercely. “Thank you for everything, Ben.”

“No. Thank you, Allie.” I patted her back. “You’ve been an incredible friend.”

For the next two weeks, Adrienne and I settled into a comfortable routine. The athletic season was winding down, meaning fewer events for the cheerleaders and requiring fewer practices as well. On the days Adrienne didn’t have any cheer obligations, we carpooled together (in her Mustang, not my beater Corolla). Most of those afternoons ended with the two of us fucking our brains out at her place.

There were even two incredible afternoons when Allie did ask Adrienne if she was really okay with me screwing my ex-girlfriend. Adrienne offered to let Allie borrow me for some one-on-one time, which Allie did on Thursday of the first week. My petite ex-girlfriend was horny as hell and we fucked like bunnies for three hours. The only condition was that I had to return to Adrienne with Allie’s pussy juice still on my cock so that my new girlfriend could taste it.

Then, perhaps thinking of the time she’d rubbed her face in Adrienne’s tits, Allie decided to join us, not me, the following Tuesday.

I’ll always remember Allie tensing up nervously when Adrienne started licking her clit while the cute brunette was riding me in a reverse-cowgirl position, Allie’s first sexual encounter with a girl other than her own twin sister.

I’ll always have a mental snapshot of Allie moaning in ecstasy and caressing her own tits while riding Adrienne’s face as the stunning blonde ate the creampie I’d left inside, all while I was drilling my new blonde girlfriend at the other end.

I’ll never forget the sight of Allie licking Adrienne’s nipples while I plowed my brunette ex-girlfriend from behind, and then her moving up to french kiss her new blonde lover when I pulled out and switched to screwing my gorgeous cheerleader girlfriend instead.

Nor will I ever forget the sight of Allie returning the favor by sucking my cum out of Adrienne’s swamped pussy. I guess Allie was a little more bisexual than she’d originally thought. She’d certainly return to Abbie with a new arsenal of sex tricks to try out.

But even on the days without Allie, Adrienne and I found our relationship blossoming faster and with more intensity than either of us could ever have imagined. It was as if we were catching up on intimacy after spending most of the school year too scared of losing our friendship to take the steps into becoming a relationship. The sex was the same as when we were ‘nottogether’. But the cuddling and acknowledgement that yes, we loved each other as boyfriend and girlfriend, produced a perpetual state of happiness for the both of us that was contagious, brightening the moods of everyone who saw us together. Heck, even my dad confided in me that his sex life with my mom had improved, much to my mental disgust.

And while I was finding renewed happiness with an old flame, so was my little sister.

Of course, Brooke being Brooke, it started off a little rocky.

“Fucking sonovabitch!” Brooke cried as soon as she got in the doorway.

“Hey, hey. Watch the language, little one,” I admonished from the family room. I paused my video game and got up to see what the matter was. I was just in time to see Kady’s car peeling out. The only times Kady didn’t come in to flirt and tease me were when Brooke was in a bad mood like this, and even the self-confident redhead didn’t want to be around her.

“What happened?”

“What happened???” Brooke repeated my words in a higher pitch and volume.

“Did something happen at school?”

“Did something happen at school?” Brooke screeched, her face turning red with anger.

“Brooke, talk to me,” I gripped her shoulders to try and calm her down.

But my little sister just jerked and flung her arms to shake loose of me while she turned and stomped into the kitchen. “Kenta Nishioka! That’s what fucking happened to me!”

“What’d he do?” I followed her.

“He won’t fucking leave me alone!”

“Brooke, language,” I said sternly.

“What??? You don’t fucking care if I fucking say ‘fuck’ while we’re fucking!” Brooke yelled in my face.

I sighed. There was no getting through to her when she got like this. I gently tried to calm her down making settling motions with both hands. “Okay, okay. What’s going on? I mean, I know you bitched about how he kept begging to talk to you right after you dumped him in what… January? What’s going on now?”

“He just…” Brooke’s nose scrunched up and she waved her arm as if looking for something to punch while she paced in circles. “He just won’t take a hint. He started a week ago. He says he loves me. He says he broke up with his girlfriend because he hadn’t gotten over me.”

“You’re beautiful, Brooke,” I said calmly.

Brooke exhaled sharply through her nose, the sound quite clear. Her mouth turned into a pout as she turned to face me. “Don’t try to butter me up.”

“I’m just saying: I don’t blame the guy. If I wasn’t your brother I’d want to be with you, too.”

She rolled her eyes. Brooke acted annoyed, but I knew her sense of vanity and the compliments were distracting her from her anger. “I told him I don’t want to deal with him but he keeps on asking for just one chance to explain. I GAVE him that chance in January. He didn’t take it!”

“He’s sixteen, Brooke. He’s a moron. Remember me at sixteen?”

Brooke huffed out her nose again, still pacing. But she looked at me and softened just a bit. “So what, you think I should give him a chance to talk to me?”

I shrugged. “You’ve got two choices: Keep shunning him and hope he takes the hint, otherwise you might have to deal with him bugging you for the rest of the year. Or you talk to him and see where it goes from there. If you still shut him down after, then maybe he’ll stop and leave you alone.”

Brooke was thinking about it. “Okay… okay…”

“And maybe, you let him talk to you and you just might find he’s not so bad. You might even get back together.”

Brooke whirled on me. “And what makes you think I’d ever get back together with that lying, cheating bastard?”

I smiled softly. “Because inside, you still like him.”

“WHAT?” Brooke thundered.

I thought back to my own break-up with Megan. “Because if you didn’t, he wouldn’t bother you this much. You can only get this strong an emotion over someone you still have feelings for, Brooke.”

Brooke seethed, snorting again and breathing hard. She ground her teeth together, looked at me, looked away, and then looked back at me. “Okay… Maybe you’re right.”

“It’s been known to happen,” I shrugged.

“Rarely,” my little sister snarked. But then she sighed and walked right into my arms for a hug. “What would I ever do without you, Ben?”

“You’d be fine. You’re a big girl now, Brooke. Just wait until it’s your turn to give relationship advice to the twins.”

“Ugh,” my little sister sighed, like she usually did at any mention of responsibility. And then she squeezed me a little tighter, still breathing hard. I felt her hands switch from a sisterly clutching to more of a stroking motion, and then she turned her face towards mine. “How long have we got before the twins get home?”

I arched an eyebrow, amazed at how fast my sister could get turned on. “What, now?”

“I’m all worked up and need to blow off some steam. You gonna help me or not?” Brooke fixed me with a wicked glare.

“You know, looking all angry isn’t the best way to give a guy an erection.”

Brooke slid a hand down to my crotch, groping and squeezing as she felt out the orientation of my prick, which was already starting to harden in her grasp. “You let me worry about your erection.”

I chuckled. “Yes, ma’am.”

It was a Thursday afternoon when I thrust forward a final time, bellowing out my orgasm as a quart of spunk flowed out of me and into Adrienne’s sucking pussy. My girlfriend stayed on all fours in front of me until I’d finished busting my nut inside her, and then both her arms and legs collapsed as she fell face-down on my bed.

Even though I was standing on my own two feet next to the bed, my hands had been on Adrienne’s hips and I went down with her, my sweaty chest dropping onto her equally sweaty back, both of us panting after the exertion.

We lay like that for a solid two minutes before someone knocked at my bedroom door and then it suddenly swung open. I jerked out of Adrienne in surprise and scrambled for the bedsheets. We’d thought the house was empty and I was in a full panic that the twins were coming in to find me and Adrienne naked and post-coital.

I exhaled a big sigh of relief when I saw my little sister, but NOT Eden or Emma. “Brooke!” I yelled. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“Hey, Adrienne,” Brooke said quickly to my girlfriend, who was still a bit in shock and covering her nakedness with a pillow. She ogled Adrienne for a second with lust-filled eyes but my sister was more intent on me. “Ben, Ben! I HAVE to talk to you!”

“Brooke!” I was still annoyed at the interruption. “I’m kinda busy!”

“Well, I WAITED two whole minutes!” she exclaimed in a whiny voice. “I thought you’d have rolled off her by now.”

“What are you even doing home? I thought you were out with Kenta today!” I growled in exasperation.

“I WAS. Today was the day he said he was gonna tell me his big secret. And he DID! And ohmigod, Ben. You are NOT gonna believe it!” My little sister jumped up and down excitedly.

“WHAT?”

“Oh, uh.” Brooke fidgeted nervously and gestured towards Adrienne. “I can’t say in front of… well, you understand, Adrienne. This is kinda personal.”

By now, Adrienne had gotten over her shock and just rolled her eyes while getting up, casually ignoring her own nudity. Brooke’s eyes went wide at the size and firmness of Adrienne’s tits, but she stayed quiet while Adrienne just hunted around for her clothes.

“Hey, Adrienne. You don’t have to go,” I started saying apologetically.

“No, it’s alright, Ben.” My girlfriend smiled before turning around and kissing me. “The mention of Kenta reminded me that I promised to meet up with Mizu tonight.”

“Mizuho’s back in town?”

“Yeah. Cornell runs from August to mid-May every year,” Adrienne said while fastening her bra and pulling her top over her head. Her thighs squished as she felt my cum sloshing inside her, and she paused to spread her legs and look down at the cream starting to ooze out of her bald pussy. “Hand me a tissue, Tiger?”

I reached for the tissue box but Brooke almost solemnly intoned, “I’ll get it out of you.”

We both looked up to find my little sister almost zoned out as she stared at Adrienne’s crotch. I knew my sister had a fetish for my semen but because of the secrecy of our relationship, she’d never made such a blatant comment outside of Kady or Jennifer Vo.

Adrienne just smirked and said gently, “Maybe next time.” She took the tissue out of my hand and started dabbing herself up. “When we have more time to play, little one,” Adrienne giggled.

Brooke just nodded, still a little spaced out.

Adrienne cleaned herself up and then came back to kiss me goodbye before turning to my sister. “Laters, Brooke.”

“You promise?” Brooke looked almost reverently at Adrienne.

My gorgeous blonde girlfriend giggled. “Yeah. Maybe next time.”

I took the time to pull on my own shorts, sliding back onto my bed and avoiding the wet spot from what had leaked out of Adrienne. I patted the bed beside me and waited as Brooke hopped on and crossed her legs beneath her.

“So what’s up?”

Brooke got some of her energy back after her little zone-out to Adrienne’s cum-filled pussy. She smiled and said, “You’re NOT gonna believe this.”

“Well I’m never gonna believe it if you don’t tell me. What the hell is going on?”

“Do you remember why I dumped Kenta?”

I scratched my head. “Uh, he cheated on you, right? Well, you didn’t catch him in the act. But something about panties in his car?”

“Right, right,” Brooke nodded. “I confronted him about them and he tried to say they had nothing to do with me and that he loved me and blah, blah, blah, right? So I was thinking it’s all bullshit and he’s just lying through his teeth and that he’s got some other girl on the side or whatever. But he insisted that he loved me and that the girl with the missing panties didn’t represent a threat to me. And I wasn’t buying it at the time and I was screaming and yelling and insisting that he tell me who she was. But he wouldn’t tell me. He said he couldn’t tell me. So I dumped him.”

I shrugged. “Right.”

“Well a couple of days ago when we talked, he said he needed to see me again and see if we still had feelings for each other if we could just get past the panties in the car thing. I was a little skeptical, but by the end of the talk, he said he’d decided he could trust me with the biggest secret of his life. He had to talk to the other girl about it first, but then TODAY, he finally told me.”

“Okay…” I was intrigued, but I was waiting for Brooke to get to the point.

“You remember how I said Kenta was almost as good as you? How it turned out an older woman taught him about sex, like you?”

I nodded. Brooke certainly had my interest now.

Brooke smiled. “The panties belonged to the older woman. THAT’S why he said she wasn’t a threat to him. They weren’t in a romantic relationship or anything. It was just about sex.”

I arched an eyebrow. It still smelled suspiciously close to cheating, but then again, I’d made the same rationalization myself a hundred times about Keira, Brandi, and Brooke. They just… ‘didn’t count’.

“The older woman? Kenta’s teacher?” Brooke grinned. “It’s MIZUHO.”

My eyes popped open in shock. “Excuse me?”

Brooke just nodded her head up and down rapidly. “Mizuho. His older sister. THAT’S why he couldn’t tell me. And that’s why he knows she isn’t a threat to me.”

My brain was still racing. Wha—?

“Can you believe it? Kenta loves me! He really loves me! And they’re just like us!”

Holy crap! We weren’t the only incestuous family in town. Well, I sorta figured we weren’t the only incestuous family, but it was still a shock to find out about Kenta and Mizuho.

Brooke continued cheerily. “And then HE couldn’t believe WE were doing it too!”

I felt like I’d been slapped and arched an eyebrow at my little sister with an angry look on my face. “Wait, WHAT?”

Brooke frowned. “I told him about us. It seemed only fair.”

Good lord. How many of Brooke’s friends were going to find out about us? “Brooke!”

“Oh, don’t sweat it. What can they do? Rat us out? They’ve kept their own secret this long. They can keep ours, too. And the best part?” Brooke’s grin became wolfish. “Since you and Mizuho have already boinked, Kenta’s gonna see if he can talk her into a foursome with us!”

My eyes popped WIDE open. “Foursome?” I croaked.

“Yeah! C’mon, Ben! You can make it a birthday present for me! It’ll be great!”

“… Happy birthday dear Bro-ooke. Happy birthday to you!”

“Make a wish!”

Brooke rolled her eyes over to me, a twinkle in them. Then she smiled before bending forward and blowing out the candles. Everyone clapped and then sat back while Mom stepped in and began to pick the candles out of the cake. Brooke almost immediately turned and wrapped up her boyfriend Kenta in a big hug.

Eden and Emma hung around just long enough to get a piece of cake each before they scurried back to their room. Everyone else here was ‘old’, as they put it, and they weren’t much for socializing with the rest of us.

Mom and Dad stayed in the kitchen, cleaning things up. Brooke (unable to restrain herself) had decided to open presents first, and the organized festivities had ended with her cake. Adrienne stepped in to help my parents out as well. I offered to join in, but my girlfriend waved me off. “We got it under control, Tiger. Keep an eye on the rugrats, will you?”

Almost everyone else had moved out into the backyard patio. There were plenty of chairs and benches and the weather was perfect on this Friday evening. At one end, Brooke held court with her acolytes following her around. Jennifer Vo and Erin Roberts were especially giggly with her.

Kady Jacobsen hung back with me and made snarking comments about the over-capitalization of birthdays in forcing friends to buy presents that if the birthday girl really wanted, she would have bought for herself a long time ago.

“Kady, just chill out,” I groaned.

She looked at me with a little grin. “Beer me and I’ll shut up.”

I rolled my eyes. “This is a 16-year-old’s birthday party, and my parents are here.”

“Fine.” She shrugged. “Your loss. If you’d gotten me drunk I might’ve gotten a little horny for some cock again.” She flashed me a naughty smile and then turned around to wriggle her ass in my direction before walking off to rejoin Brooke and friends.

I just chuckled. I could afford to chuckle with a girlfriend like Adrienne taking care of my needs. Besides, Brooke had warned me to save up my strength.

My little sister had plans for tomorrow morning.

“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” I sighed as I reached forward and pressed the doorbell. The massive Newport Coast mansion was breathtakingly beautiful, right down to the front doors, which were made out of huge panes of crystal-clear glass with intricate steel framing.

Brooke stood beside me and turned to smile. “Believe it. This is gonna be SOOO awesome!”

We could see straight through the doors into the Grand Foyer. We saw a tall, slender Japanese-American babe enter and then approach with a wide smile on her face. She opened the door and said brightly, “Hi, Brooke. Kenta’s back in the Solarium. Why don’t you go see if he’s ready?”

Brooke beamed and then raced through the door and down the hallway. Then Mizuho turned to me. She was just as pretty as ever, her almond eyes sparkling and her jet-black hair, now adorned with bright red highlights, falling well past her shoulders. “Hey stud,” she said in her cute almost-accent.

“Hi, Mizu,” I replied just a little bit nervously. “Long time no see.”

“Yeah. But I hear you and Adrienne are quite the hot item now. I guess some things never change.”

“If only you knew what it took to get to this point,” I shrugged. “By the way, she wanted me to tell you, ‘Enjoy him this time. You’ll owe me if you want more.’”

Mizuho giggled and nodded as the message was accepted. “It’s a long summer. I’m sure we can work something out.”

I was still half in disbelief that we were here. I’d initially scrapped Brooke’s foursome plan by explaining I couldn’t sleep with Mizuho behind Adrienne’s back, which would then require that Adrienne know about Kenta and Mizuho’s incestuous relationship. But then Brooke had called Kenta who’d talked to Mizuho to ask for permission, reasoning that since Adrienne was okay with me and Brooke, she could probably handle the Nishiokas. In the end, Adrienne was brought in on the little secret, approvals were made, and the foursome was still on. And here we were.

I let my eyes momentarily roam up and down Mizuho’s body. At 5’8”, she was two inches taller than Brooke but probably weighed less than my sister. She was wearing a purple quarter-sleeve top and white capris to show off her long, slender limbs. I remembered from days past that I could circle her wrists with my thumb and forefinger with plenty of open space in between. And given what we were planning for this day, it was impossible not to start fantasizing about just what I’d like to do with her body.

Mizuho smiled as she realized I was ogling her, waiting me out before waving me into the house. I stepped forward while she turned and slipped her right arm around my left, holding me affectionately. “Your sister seems pretty excited about all this.”

“That she does. I think she’s harbored quite a few fantasies about fucking her boyfriend and brother at the same time.” I nodded while Mizuho led us through the mansion.

“It IS kind of exciting to find kindred spirits,” Mizuho nodded. “We always thought we weren’t the only siblings to be, ah, experimenting. But I have to admit, I wasn’t expecting to find you right under our noses.” She giggled musically. “My brother’s convinced it’s a sign he’s going to marry Brooke someday.”

“From how excited Brooke’s been and how much she goes on and on about Kenta, I wouldn’t be too surprised.”

Mizuho laughed. “They’re in High School. What do they know about the future?”

“Hey! I’m in High School,” I protested with a smile.

“And do you know who you’re going to marry? Do you see yourself with Adrienne in fifty years?” She asked curiously.

“I…” I began before trailing off. I could. I really could. But then there was Dawn. She would always be in the back of my mind. Yeah, I’d chosen Adrienne right now, and I knew I loved her passionately. But fifty years is a LONG time.

“Life changes, Ben,” Mizuho said gently. “Think of how different your life was a year ago, and that’s staying in the same hometown at the same school. College is a whole different world. No more family around. An entirely new group of friends. I’m not saying High School love can’t last, but the odds are against it.”

I blinked and pursed my lips, understanding the logic of what Mizuho was telling me but yet fighting for some optimism. I had to believe that my love for girls like Dawn and Adrienne could last forever. “Kenta and Brooke broke up and still got back together months later. There’s something to be said for that, right?”

Mizuho nodded and smiled. “It’s ancient wisdom: a relationship that survives adversity is all the stronger for it.” She giggled. “I guess the same goes for you and Adrienne, breaking up and finding each other again, right?”

I grinned, feeling better already. “Right.”

And then we arrived.

When Mizuho had said Kenta was in the ‘Solarium’, I thought it was just a fancy word for some room in the house. But Mizuho wasn’t being pretentious. This room really was a Solarium.

Floor to ceiling walls of windows were just the beginning, the huge transparent panes carrying the bit of greenish-tint indicating low-e glass. The ceiling was all glass too, and together it almost felt like the room was completely exposed to the outside world. And what an outside world. Perched on this bluff overlooking the Newport Coast, we had a spectacular view of the Pacific Ocean, a gigantic mass of deep blue water as far as the eye could see. It was still morning so we weren’t in any direct sunlight, so I could only imagine this room at sunset.

The particular ridge the house was situated on jutted forward so that no other house was in our line of sight. Thus, no one save for somebody in a helicopter with an extremely powerful zoom lens could see into this room, which was a good thing since my little sister was currently on her knees giving her boyfriend a blowjob. Kenta was sprawled out on a white chaise lounge, reclining on some pillows while watching excitedly as Brooke bobbed her head up and down in his lap. The 16-year-old boy was certainly ‘ready’, wearing nothing but a house robe which was wide open to give my sister full access to his weapon of choice.

I then realized I’d stopped in the middle of the room, trying to decide whether to gape open-mouthed at the picturesque view or at the sight of Brooke blowing someone other than me. It was both disconcerting and wickedly arousing at the same time.

“Mm, that looks tasty,” Mizuho husked right into my ear. I started nodding in agreement at the sight before us, and then noticed that Mizuho’s attention was on my crotch where my cock was making quite the dent in my shorts. I soon found her hands against my shoulders as I was propelled onto a nearby sofa and pushed into the seat. The beautiful Japanese college freshman was quickly on her knees as she jerked my shorts and boxers to my ankles. And before I knew it, Mizuho’s ruby lips were wrapped around the base of my cock as she moaned happily, the vibration of her throat muscles sending me into pleasure orbit.

Now my eyes were on the blue ocean far away and below me. I felt like I was on top of the world for a few moments, reveling in the heavenly pleasure of Mizuho’s talented mouth while she worked me with expert skill. But then she pulled off, drawing my attention down to her pretty face while she grinned, jacking my now fully-erect rod with her right hand and then taking a long lick along the side of it. And then she turned to face the younger couple. “Don’t make him cum yet, Brooke. We’ve got a long day ahead of us.”

“Mmph,” my little sister mumbled a confirmation around her boyfriend’s dick.

“Actually,” Mizuho then husked, her voice laced with lust. “I wanna see your brother fucking you. How ‘bout that, Kenta? Wanna watch your little girlfriend getting plowed by her brother while you’ve got your big dick inside me?”

Kenta groaned erotically and then the girls got up and switched places, Mizuho slowly stripping off her top while Brooke presented herself by sliding onto the sofa beside me with one leg hanging off the edge. “Take my clothes off, big brother,” she said in a cute voice.

Brooke was wearing a simple, age-appropriate blouse and skirt. My mom was pretty liberal but she never let her girls dress like sluts. The blouse was easy enough to unbutton and I reached behind her to unhook the bra, pulling the garments off her body and then attacking my sister’s nipples with my lips and tongue.

Briefly, I glanced over to see a now-naked Kenta sliding Mizuho’s tight-fitting capris and thong panties off her. Then he dived his head between her thighs to start licking at his sister’s bare-shaven crotch, causing her to start squeaking and whimpering in pleasure.

I felt a little twinge of ego spark in the back of my mind. Kenta may have learned enough from his sister to keep my little sister satisfied, but I fully intended to show Brooke that I was the master of pussy worship. I returned my focus to Brooke as I slid her skirt and panties off. Then holding her thighs in my hands, I blew gently across her clit, causing her to whimper before I ducked down and dragged my tongue across it, turning her whimper into a squeal.

Behind me, Mizuho moaned gutturally as Kenta took up the challenge, bypassing any prolonged buildup as he worked to race his sister to orgasm before I got Brooke there myself.

I grinned to myself. ‘You might be good, kid, ‘ I thought to myself. ‘But I’ve got two years of experience and a LOT more girls under my belt.’

It wasn’t even a contest. I knew my little sister inside and out, in more ways than one, and inside two minutes I started my ‘paint-shaker’ thing as Brooke put it, sending her over the top as she clamped her thighs around my ears and squealed in orgasm.

But to his credit, Kenta knew his sister’s buttons pretty well, too. And thirty seconds after Brooke blew her top, so did Mizuho.

We boys wasted little time after that. I stood up and ripped my shirt off, gripping Brooke’s ankles in my hands as I spread her wide and nudged my erection into her folds. And then with a powerful lunge, I skewered my little sister on my shaft, rapidly pumping my way through her narrow tightness while she gasped as I grunted, “There it is. Take it, Brooke! Feel big brother’s dick inside you!”

Brooke moaned and started whimpering while I thrust in and out of her, “Oh, Ben! Oh, Ben! Fuck me, big brother! Fuck me!” And then she gasped again and husked, “Ooh. He’s fucking her, Ben! He’s fucking her!”

I craned my head and sure enough, Kenta was sinking his rod inside his sister. The chaise lounge and sofa were at right angles to each other, giving Brooke and Mizuho perfect views of the other getting drilled. Mizuho’s eyes were tightly-closed while she moaned, “Oh, Kenta…”

For his part, the younger Nishioka was groaning, “Oh, Mizu…”

“Oh, Ben…”

“Oh, Brooke…”

And together, brothers fucked sisters to their second orgasms.

It was only the start of what can only be termed a “day-long fuckfest”. Mizuho and Kenta’s parents were divorced, their mother having ‘gone American’ with her own independence and moved to our hometown with the kids. Mizuho and Kenta still stayed at their dad’s place on weekends, although he was out of town for this weekend, giving us the run of the big Newport mansion.

After Mizuho and Brooke had those second orgasms, we switched partners and hammered our girls until I unloaded inside Mizuho’s sucking pussy while Kenta busted his nut inside Brooke. And even though we’d both just ejaculated, neither of us really went soft when the girls crawled into a 69 with Brooke on top. And they both started slurping their own brother’s sperm out of each other’s snatch.

That led us boys to slide up behind our own sisters and start rabbit-fucking them again while they were still sixty-nining. This time, I went ahead and filled Brooke with incestuous brother-cum while Kenta spunked into Mizuho. And then the girls rolled over with Mizuho on top while they went ahead and sucked out their second batches of semen, comically commenting on the differing flavors.

We then took a break, Mizuho fetching us some fruit and juices while we all lounged naked in the Solarium. The four of us chatted about living with the secrecy of our incestuous relationships and how it affected both our daily lives and the way we interacted with our siblings in public. None of us saw anything wrong it what we were doing, considering it just an extension of our sibling love.

Mizuho told the story of how she’d caught Kenta trying to peek at her in her room or in the shower when they were younger. She’d gotten turned on by the attention and kept giving him additional glimpses, a slip of her clothing here or a cracked-open door there. Eventually she’d taken his virginity and they hadn’t looked back since. Unlike us, however, their parents were clueless.

Brooke then explained how things had gotten started when she caught me and Brandi together. That little story then piqued Mizuho’s interest as she remembered thinking our older sister, a grade ahead of her, was quite beautiful. And then Mizuho started fantasizing about taking on all three of us siblings, from Brandi to me to Brooke. The conversation then turned to fantasies in general, and since we were here and we had the opportunity, we agreed to try some out.

“C’mon, Kenta,” Brooke grinned. “It was your suggestion to try a foursome with all of us. You HAD to have cooked up a fantasy or two.”

Kenta blushed and smiled at his girlfriend. “It’s pretty simple, actually. Even before I found out you’d accept my relationship with Mizu, I’d always dreamed of having the two of you on all fours, doggy-style, while I switched back and forth between you.”

Brooke and Mizuho grinned at each other, then at us as they dived for our laps, slurping our half-hard cocks into their mouths to get us hard before turning and bending over the chaise lounge, wiggling their asses side-by-side at us. It was quite the mouthwatering sight, both girls with tight asses and perky buttcheeks. Mizuho’s legs were thinner and her butt elevated about an inch higher, but Brooke had the more shapely curvature.

At first, I decided to let Kenta have his fantasy as he thrust into Brooke from behind, fucking her for a few minutes before switching to Mizuho while I gamely hovered around their faces, getting sucked by the girls in turn. Sometimes both us boys were double-teaming the same girl from opposite ends. Sometimes we were working on different girls. But either way there was a lot of pleasure to be had.

Still, I was itching for some pussy and the girls were getting antsy waiting for Kenta to switch back to them. Mizuho finally ended it by yanking my dick out of her mouth and grunting, “Get back there and FUCK me, dammit!”

I looked up to Kenta, who was currently drilling Brooke to her second orgasm of this particular session. He just grinned and nodded me to his sister. So I lined up behind Mizuho and thrust into her tight snatch, sending her into the climax she’d been so close to but denied when her brother pulled out prematurely.

I myself had gotten pretty worked up after the repeated blowjobs, and slamming into Mizuho’s tight pussy put me over the edge. I felt Mizuho’s inner muscles clenching spastically around me, shredding the last of my control as I bellowed, “I’m gonna cum!”

“Cum in my mouth,” Mizuho gasped, still recovering from her climax. “Hurry!”

Abruptly, I jerked out while the hot Asian babe flipped over. She fisted my twitching member and shoved it in between her lips just in time for me to empty my balls into her mouth.

“Don’t swallow!” Brooke chirped to Mizuho before she too flipped over and took Kenta’s bulging cock into her mouth as well, jacking him in her slender hands while her boyfriend emptied his balls into her mouth.

And then to my utter disbelief, Brooke turned and planted her lips over Mizuho’s, meeting the 3-years-older girl in a steamy hot kiss. With her own mouth full of Kenta’s cum and Mizuho’s full of mine, there was no room for the jizz to go anywhere and in the end, both beautiful babes wound up with rivers of creamy spunk smeared against their cheeks, running down their chins, and dripping onto their hot, naked bodies.

We were sooo gonna do this AGAIN.

After that round, we finally put some clothes back on and exited the Solarium, which despite the air-conditioning was starting to heat up as the sun moved overhead. Brooke went to take a shower with Kenta while Mizuho pulled me giggling into her bathroom as well. We didn’t have sex again, but my hands were full with her perky tits and slippery pussy while Mizuho jerked my rod, and she came once in the shower with three fingers in her snatch and another finger up her ass.

We then broke for lunch, just casually spread around a massive black granite kitchen island while Mizuho and Brooke worked in the kitchen to make us lunch. It turned out to be pretty carb-loaded, refueling the four of us while we chatted amiably. Brooke caught Mizuho up on the latest High School gossip and then Mizuho regaled us all with tales of college excess and adventure.

But eventually, our thoughts turned back to fantasies. And this time, it was Brooke’s turn. “C’mon, baby. What’s your fantasy?” Kenta asked gently while Brooke was cuddled up against his side. In embarrassment, however, Brooke just buried her face into his chest.

“Relax, Brooke,” I said encouragingly. “We’re all friends and we’ve all been intimate. This is your big shot.”

Brooke blushed furiously and looked at me. “It’s kinda racy.”

I smiled. “Trust me; I’ve probably done it all.”

Brooke glanced up at Kenta and then back to me. And then taking a deep breath, she said quietly, “I want to feel you both inside me.”

I just nodded slowly while Kenta frowned. “Both? How would that work? You’re pretty small and…” Kenta screwed his face up and looked at me, clearly not into the idea of feeling my cock rubbing against his.

Brooke shook her head. “You in my pussy,” she told Kenta. “And Ben in my ass.”

Kenta’s eyebrows popped. “In your ass?” He looked at me then back at his girlfriend. “You’ve had anal sex?”

“Just once,” Brooke nodded. “With Ben.”

Kenta looked over at his sister, complaining, “Thought you said it just hurt the girl?”

Mizuho shrugged. “It hurt ME. I only tried it once. I guess my ass is just too small because the guy wasn’t that big. I decided then and there that my asshole is ‘exit-only’. Brooke, you can’t be any bigger than me.”

My sister sighed. “It felt really good actually.” Then she looked back and forth at the Nishiokas. “Do you have any lube or anything?”

Mizuho nodded. “I’ve got some KY. Let’s go to my room.” She led the way, I followed, and the younger couple came after us, still wrapped arm in arm.

“You sure it doesn’t hurt?” Kenta asked.

“Maybe a little, at first. But once I got used to it, I just felt… full,” Brooke replied. “Ben really knows what he’s doing and don’t worry, I’ll let you try it soon. Not today, Kenta, but soon. I think I need to get Ben to teach me enough so I can have you do it without hurting me.”

Once in Mizuho’s room, everyone needed to sort of calm down and get over their initial nerves. Kenta was still sketchy on the whole idea. Brooke was anxious about getting buttfucked for only the second time, even though she was still aroused by the idea of her fantasy. And Mizuho even looked a little nervous. She’d already seen me cornhole Adrienne during the Spring Break orgy, but having her little brother and little Brooke involved was a little different than a room full of experienced Seniors going nuts.

So we calmed down the best way we knew, we had sex. Kenta and Brooke got into a pleasant little makeout session where the two of them rolled around the foot of Mizuho’s king-sized bed while whispering encouragements to each other. Mizuho and I took their cue as our makeout session quickly led to fresh stripping down to nakedness, our hands groping at each other while I nibbled on the beautiful babe’s nipples and neckline.

And once nervousness gave way to arousal, our hormones took over. Mizuho folded her skinny body in half beneath me, her knees next to her ears and wrapping both arms around the backs of her legs while I pumped in and out of her pussy. Kenta was making love to his girlfriend missionary-style, their hands clasped together above their heads while they kissed passionately, almost more focused on their lips than their loins.

But eventually Brooke squeaked out an orgasm and I took Mizuho over the top into a small one herself, and Brooke’s fantasy was remembered. Now relaxed from her orgasm, Brooke rolled Kenta onto his back and then mounted him cowgirl-style, staring down at him adoringly while he held her face and stared right back.

Mizuho got the tube of KY out of her drawer and handed it to me. I worked the lube onto my fingers and then after letting Brooke know I was behind her, slid a slickened finger through her anus, causing her to clench a little tighter onto Kenta’s cock and make the both of them gasp.

The second and third fingers followed with time and when I felt Brooke was ready, I settled my hands on her hips while she bent forward, kissing Kenta for both love and distraction while presenting her rosebud to me. Mizuho actually reached forward then, spreading Brooke’s buttcheeks for me while I aimed, settled, and pushed my cock deep into my little sister’s bowels.

“UGH!” Brooke grunted and pressed forward, pushing her tits into Kenta’s face. I smelled her arousal and could taste the sweat off her back when I leaned in to kiss her shoulder. And I felt the clenching of her sphincter and anal muscles, more powerful than anything in her pussy. It was wonderful. It was Brooke.

An odd sense of déjà vu filled me just then. I’d been in this position before, and it took me a while to remember the first and only time I’d double-penetrated a girl before. It was with Dawn and Ryan, right before we broke up. And I felt a sadness coming over me.

It wasn’t like I was going to break up with Brooke. She was my sister and nothing would ever change that. But I did feel the sense of a coming change, as if this was the closest I would ever be with my little sister and we would only ever be further apart from now on. Brooke would be Kenta’s, he or someone else the primary lover in her life. I would graduate, go to college, and move on, leaving her to finish growing up without my constant presence and reassurance. The tether, the safety net would be gone. She would become her own adult without needing me to come to her rescue anymore.

But we still had now. And we still had the pleasure. And my ears were filled with the sounds of sex. “Unngh, Ben…” Brooke groaned. “So full… so full…”

“Ohhh…” Kenta groaned beneath her, the twitching of his cock rippling through the thin membrane inside Brooke so that I could feel it against my own.

“A little harder, Ben,” my sister sighed. “So deep. So big. Fuck my ass! I’m cumming!”

“So hot!” Mizuho moaned before sliding alongside Brooke, taking my sister’s face in her left hand and guiding their lips together to meet in a wet, lip-smacking Sapphic kiss while fingering her own pussy. And Brooke just moaned into Mizuho’s mouth while her entire lower body twitched in orgasm and her two holes clenched around the invading pricks.

“I’m gonna cum, too,” Kenta grunted.

“Mmph!” Brooke groaned before pulling away from Mizuho and catching her breath. “Cum, Kenta! Fill me up!”

“Cum, brother!” Mizuho chimed in. “Cream inside that tight pussy so I can suck it out!”

“Ohhh-ughh,” I grunted, feeling the tight constriction of my sister’s sphincter still clamping down around my rod.

“Cum, Ben!” Mizuho added. “Spurt inside your sister’s ass and I’ll drink you BOTH out of her! Ohhh… AAAHHH!!” She yelled as she came, rubbing herself to a climax.

“UGGHHH!” Kenta was next, growling as his cock cannon blasted inside Brooke’s snatch, splashing up against the thin walls separating our two dicks.

“MMMGGGH!!!” Brooke screeched again, her pussy and ass spasming a second time as she felt her boyfriend spurting inside her.

“GAHH!” I grunted finally, gripping Brooke’s hips and slamming my way to the maximum depth inside her rectum while I spewed my load out, barely believing I still had so much semen inside after such a long day of fucking.

After creaming my little sister’s asshole, my body went limp with relief and I pulled out, flopping onto my back. Brooke hunched her hips against Kenta a few final times before also rolling off him, her back against me while she panted and gasped for oxygen. And Kenta just sank into the mattress, completely wiped out.

Only Mizuho still had any energy. And like a desperate traveler dying of thirst, she shakily crawled across our fallen bodies and at an odd angle, spread Brooke’s legs and crammed her head in to where she could taste the dual rivers of sperm leaking out of my sister’s stretched and abused holes.

And so ended our day-long fuckfest with the Nishiokas.

After mutually deciding we’d worn ourselves out enough, along with promises to find out Mizuho’s and my fantasies some other time, we all cleaned up and got re-dressed. We decided to go into the massive multi-person shower in the Master Suite, the four of us helping each other ‘clean up’ and swapping partners back and forth. But no amount of tongue-kisses or copped feels would get us into a sex mood, even as pleasant as they were.

When it was time to go, I found myself sort of staring out through the transparent front doors, lost in my own thoughts. Kenta and Brooke were busy saying goodbye in their 16-year-old way that took forever, and Mizuho came up to me. “What’s on your mind?” she asked gently in that slight accent.

I sighed. “Just thinking about how I’m going to have to let go of Brooke pretty soon. I’ve spent so long being her big brother, I’m not sure what it’ll be like when I’m off at college with no more little sisters around.”

Mizuho smiled. “She’ll always be your little sister.”

“But I won’t be able to watch over her, keep her out of trouble.”

“I’ve been there.”

“You left behind a little brother,” I smiled wryly. “Kenta can’t home knocked up and crying.”

Mizuho laughed. “Maybe not, but I had my own concerns. Just remember that Brooke is family, and nothing can ever take that away. She’ll always be a part of your life.” Then she nudged me, gesturing for me to look at how Brooke had pillowed her head on Kenta’s shoulder while they hugged and swayed slowly as if to some imaginary music. “Besides, I know you’re leaving her in good hands. I only wish I could find a guy like Kenta out there somewhere.”

I nodded. Brooke and Kenta pulled apart. And then we were heading home.

Brooke noted my melancholy on the drive back. “Hey bro, you okay?”

It took me a second to respond as I just smiled, then eventually turned my head to her. “Yeah, kiddo. I’m okay. I’m just thinking about what’s going to happen in a few months when I’m not around for you anymore.”

Brooke smiled. “I’ll be fine. I’m a big girl now; you said it yourself.”

I nodded.

“Besides,” my little sister added with a mischievous tone in her voice. “You’re not gone yet and I still need you to train me on this assfucking thing.”

It was Monday afternoon when I thrust forward a final time, bellowing out my orgasm as a quart of spunk flowed out of me and into Adrienne’s sucking pussy. My girlfriend dug her heels into my ass, gripping her arms behind my shoulders to pull me deeper as she felt my spunk flowing out of my body to crash against her insides like waves cresting on the beach.

She hummed happily, feeling my completion. And when I was done, she let her head fall back against the pillow while patting my shoulder approvingly. “Mmm, that’s the Big Ben I remember,” she sighed. “Next time I loan you to Mizuho, she’ll have to promise not to wear you out so much. I was horny yesterday and you were almost useless to me.”

“Sorry,” I grunted, feeling the firmness of Adrienne’s big tits pressing into my chest while she continued to stroke my spine with her hand.

Eventually, I pulled out of my girlfriend’s sodden snatch, hearing the squish and I paused to look down at the cream starting to ooze out of her bald pussy. I chuckled and asked, “So when do I get to see Brooke suck that out of you?”

Adrienne’s eyebrows popped up and she hunched over to look at my trail of semen leaking out of her. She then reached over for my box of tissues while saying, “Are you serious?”

“Hey, you’re the one that promised her ‘next time’.” I shrugged.

“It’s just that I’m not so sure I want to have sex with Brooke.”

“What, she’s not hot enough for you?” I smirked.

“No, no. Brooke is beautiful. Word at school is she’s one of the hottest in her class. And she has such a… fuckable body,” Adrienne breathed, her eyes becoming a little unfocused. “I’ve always wanted to watch you pounding her, Tiger.”

“Then?”

Adrienne bit her lip nervously. “She’s just so… young.”

“Young?” I snorted. “Brooke’s sixteen. What were you doing when you were sixteen?”

“It’s not that, Ben,” Adrienne sighed. “It’s just… I’ve never had sex with anyone younger than me, boy OR girl. Maybe a month or two younger, but never in a grade below me or anything.”

“Why not?”

Adrienne winced. “I dunno. I… I didn’t want to feel like I was doing something they weren’t ready for.”

“Hmph,” I chuckled. “Then you can relax. I can tell you from experience that Brooke has pretty much done everything by now.” I shook my head wryly. “Actually, she was pretty insistent I didn’t leave anything out.”

“I know, I know,” Adrienne sighed. “You know, maybe this is something I need to do. My therapist keeps encouraging me to face my mental hang-ups head-on. You remember how much I snapped when I caught you screwing her. And I do think of Brooke like the little sister I never had. Maybe me sleeping with her will help me face both my youth and incest demons.”

I frowned. “Now don’t go doing this because you feel like you HAVE to. Sex is supposed to be fun, especially for Brooke.”

“Oh, I know, I know. Don’t you worry,” Adrienne smiled at me. “I see the hunger in her eyes when she looks at me. It’s the same look some of those girls at school give YOU, Tiger. They just want to feel you, just once. And believe me, I get the same naughty little thrill, too, when I look at her.”

“Well, you may just get your chance pretty soon. You promised her ‘next time’; and if I know Brooke, she’s not going to let ‘next time’ take very long. She’s been in lust with you ever since she found out you and I were fucking.” I smiled and then reached for my shorts. And while I slipped my feet through the holes and started hunching them up my legs, I turned and asked, “So, are you staying for dinner again?”

Adrienne looked nervous again. “Oh, I dunno, Ben. I was here three times last week and again last night. That’s WAY more than just every Wednesday. I don’t want to feel like I’m intruding on your family.”

I snorted. “Nonsense. Adrienne, you practically ARE part of our family already.”

Adrienne giggled. “That’s not a marriage proposal, is it?”

“No,” I chuckled. And then with a teasing grin, I added, “Not yet.”

“Ben!” She actually looked a little scared.

I waved her off, making sure she knew I was joking. Best not to mess with Adrienne and her commitment phobias. “No seriously, I just mean that my whole family loves you, Adrienne. You’re not intruding. And you said it yourself: Brooke’s like the little sister you never had. I know she and the twins feel the same way about you.”

Adrienne sighed and smiled happily. “I just forgot what it was like to feel a part of a real family.”

“I know. That’s why you keep coming over here. It’d be a lot more convenient to hook up at your place.”

Adrienne shook her head. “Convenient, yes. But I’d rather spend as little time there as possible. It’s just a big, empty hole where a home used to be.”

I looked at the melancholic look on my girlfriend’s face and instinctively wrapped her up in a hug from behind. “It’s okay, Adrienne,” I said softly while kissing the back of her head. “You’re welcome here as often as you like. Every day if you want. We’re happy to have you.”

“Nonsense, Adrienne! Come over every day if you want! We’re happy to have you,” Mom reached out and pulled my girlfriend to her, embracing the slightly taller young woman and rocking her side-to-side. “Consider this your home as much as ours, understand?”

There was no mistaking the moisture in Adrienne’s eyes. “Really?”

“Really,” Mom nodded firmly.

Now Adrienne did start crying. I was quick to move alongside my girlfriend and wrap my arm around her waist as the stunningly beautiful blonde managed to start turning the tears into happy little giggles.

Mom separated herself from Adrienne then and with a smile and a pat on the shoulder, she turned away and headed back towards the dining table. We’d just finished dinner when Adrienne had started to apologize, saying she felt like she was always intruding on our family. And when my mom moved to start clearing the dishes, Adrienne quickly pulled away from me and said, “Let me help with that.”

“Of course, dear.”

I just smiled and then realizing the situation I was in, started backing away before someone decided to ask ME to help with clean-up. I was just heading into the family room after Brooke and the twins when suddenly my dad called from behind me, “Ben!”

Crap. My eyebrows rose up as I realized I was about to get sucked into dish duty. But instead, as I turned around I saw that my dad held the cordless phone. “Call for you.”

My eyebrows furrowed. “Who is it?”

Dad shrugged and said, “Dawn.”

Briefly, my eyes darted to Adrienne, who was piling utensils on top of her stack of plates. Adrienne’s eyes flashed to mine, but then she quickly looked back at her plates, almost TOO focused on what she was doing. I nodded tightly and moved to take the phone. I hadn’t heard from Dawn in weeks, not since her voicemail that she was going to stay in her relationship with Ryan when we all got to Cal Berkeley for college. Actually, I hadn’t personally talked to Dawn for weeks even before that.

So I took the phone and immediately started heading for the stairs and the privacy of my room. “Dawn, hey…” I drawled a little nervously.

Her reply was just as nervous. “Ben… Hey…”

There were enough silent pauses between our two greetings for me to make it up to my bedroom and close the door. Dawn decided to break the silence while I was on my way to my bed. “Ben, I, uh… I just wanted to talk to you. I know you got my voicemail; your mom talked to my mom. But… I… uh, I just… I felt like I needed to talk to you personally.”

“Yeah,” I said, my voice thick with emotion and I felt some moisture in my eyes. I’d moved on with my life, and with Adrienne. But hearing Dawn’s voice brought back all the pain I’d initially felt when I first heard her message spool out across my cell phone. “Kind of a shitty thing to do, breaking up with me by voicemail…”

“Ben… I…” she sighed. “I’m sorry. I had my reasons at the time. And I couldn’t just wait for you to pick up. I HAD to say it then and there.”

I bit my lip and exhaled, seeing just how far we’d fallen. Was it really so long ago that I was racing up to NorCal to be with her after the whole Mark-incident? Was it really so long ago that we just knew it was our destiny to get married and be together always?

“Gawd, it feels like forever since I’ve heard your voice, Ben,” Dawn continued.

“Yeah. You too. I mean, except for your message,” I said nervously. Briefly, my eyes flicked over the framed photo of Dawn I had on my desk, still face-down and tucked into a corner.

“Are you mad at me?” She asked rather shakily.

I thought about that. Mad? No. Sad? Yes. But mad? And the protective part of me surged to the surface. I didn’t want to hear Dawn upset, not if there was something I could do about it. “Mad? No, not mad, Dawn. A little sad about it, but really, I understand.”

“I just feel so guilty, Ben. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, and right now I feel like I need to take it all back and promise we’ll be together like we always planned.”

“No, Dawn, no,” I interrupted, then exhaled. “Dawn, you made the right decision. I understand.”

“No, I love you, Ben. I still love you. I’ll always love you,” she whimpered.

“And I love you, too, Dawn,” I said thickly. “But I’m not there for you. Ryan is.”

“But you’ll be with me again at Berkeley.”

“And if things change then, we’ll see. But right now, Ryan deserves you. He’s been there for you. I… I think he’s a good guy.”

“He’s still not you.”

“You don’t know who I am, Dawn. We’ve been apart for so long.”

“We’ve been apart before. And you’re still my Ben.”

“And I’ll always be your Ben. But we don’t have to be boyfriend/girlfriend to be friends, Dawn. We’re like family.” I sighed as my love and affection for a very special girl downstairs came up and filled me with the confidence I needed to be firm. “And besides, Dawn…”

She went quiet as she heard the tone in my voice.

“… I’m with someone, too. Like I said, I understand. We’ve spent a lot of time apart, had our own relationships with other people. I think I mentioned Adrienne before.”

“You broke up with her.”

“Well, we’re back together now. And she’s coming to Berkeley next year.”

Dawn went deathly quiet. If I didn’t know better, I’d have thought I’d gotten a dropped call. My cell phone did that quite a bit. But this was a landline and the light was still on the handset. I didn’t know what was going through Dawn’s head right now, but I imagined it was similar to the shock and dismay that had gone through mine when I heard her message to me.

After what felt like an eternity, Dawn’s voice now came on the line, thick with emotion herself. “And next year, at college? You’ll still be with her?”

I shrugged, even though Dawn couldn’t see me. “I don’t know,” I replied honestly. “But I’m not planning to break up with her.”

“I’d choose you, Ben,” Dawn said almost defensively. “If it were a choice between you and Ryan,” she began, her voice cracking. “If you were HERE, I’d never have—”

“But I’m not,” I interrupted. “And it’s okay, Dawn. I don’t blame you.”

“But I love you, Ben. You’re my other half. You complete me.”

“I know. And I love you, too, Dawn.”

“How can we love each other and be with different people?” She started crying.

I thought about that for a long few seconds before replying. “I don’t know. We just are.”

“Do you love her?”

“Adrienne?” I thought about it. “It’s different.”

“Do you love her?”

“Yes. Yes, I do.” I admitted. “It’s different. I love Brandi. I love Brooke. I love you. And I love her.”

Dawn just kept sniffling on the line.

“Do you love Ryan?”

This time, it was Dawn who was quiet for a long few moments. I just waited her out, not wanting to push or rush her into a rash judgment.

“It’s different,” Dawn said softly.

I sighed and nodded. “I know.”

“He’s attentive. He’s sweet. He knows I’m thirsty before I do, and brings me a drink before it’s even occurred to me. He’s HERE, Ben, live and in the flesh, not a fantasy on the phone line 500 miles away!”

“Hey, hey,” I shushed softly. “I’m not upset with you.”

“I wish it didn’t have to be this way, Ben.”

“I know. But it IS this way, and we both have to live our lives the best we can.”

Dawn took a long, long deep breath before sighing heavily. In the process, she managed to get her sniffling under control. I waited her out again, giving her time to collect herself.

“What’s going to happen when we’re all together again at Berkeley?”

“I don’t know. We’ll deal with that when it comes.”

“What if I want to break up with him and get back together with you?”

I went quiet. What would I do? I bit my lip. I already knew what I’d do if it had to be right now. I’d made my choice; and my choice was Adrienne. But I didn’t want to hurt Dawn with that right now. This call had been traumatic enough for her. So instead, I said softly, “I don’t know.”

Dawn digested that for a second, and then asked even more softly, “What’s going to happen at camp this year?”

What would happen? Dawn and me… together again, alone without our boyfriends and girlfriends. We would be away in our own little world again, in our magical retreat away from real life, where nothing had existed for us but each other. What would happen when it was Adrienne who wasn’t ‘here’? When Ryan wasn’t ‘here’? Would Dawn and I stay loyal? Or would we recapture our old magic and leave our significant others behind in the dust?

“I don’t know,” I said softly.

We were both silent for a long time. Then Dawn quietly said, “I love you, my Ben. I’ll always love you.”

“I know. And I’ll always love you,” I replied just as softly and just as rich with emotion. “You’re my Dawn… forever and ever.”

She hung up the phone.

I stayed in my bedroom, lost in thought for perhaps twenty minutes after the line went dead. Eventually, I blinked and realized I was still holding the cordless handset. So taking a deep breath, I got up and left my bedroom to return it to the kitchen base station.

The twins were in the family room with my parents watching TV. But Adrienne was in the living room. I set the phone down and when I turned to her, I recognized in her eyes her need to talk to me. So taking another deep breath, I collected myself and then went to sit beside her. It was our routine. Many a day was spent with the two of us on this couch just talking. Adrienne often said it was like pulling teeth, trying to get a guy like me to give her more details about how my day was. But I always tried to remember the nuances and details she asked for, just so I could spend more time with her.

But this wasn’t going to be one of those ‘how was your day’ talks.

“You okay?” Adrienne asked as I sat down.

“Yeah.”

“What did she want?” Adrienne’s lip quivered nervously.

“She just wanted to talk. She knew I’d at least gotten her voicemail because my mom told her mom. But she wanted the closure of talking to me directly.”

Adrienne nodded, accepting my explanation but clearly still nervous.

“She’s still with Ryan,” I reassured my girlfriend. “She just wanted to make sure I wasn’t mad at her. And I,” I reached out and put my hand on Adrienne’s knee. “I told her I was with you.”

Adrienne’s eyes darted up from my hand on her knee to my face. “How did she take it?” she asked quickly.

I winced immediately, giving Adrienne the answer already. I paused and organized my thoughts before replying, “She took it about as well as I took her news.”

“I see…” Adrienne nodded, obviously thinking about how wrecked I was. She looked downward, staring at my chest and yet not staring at my chest. Her eyeballs clicked right and left as her brain whirled. And when she took a deep breath and looked at me, I knew the question she would ask me already. It was the same question every girlfriend just had to know. “Do you still love her?”

“Yes,” I said softly, holding Adrienne’s gaze.

“More than me?”

I was already shaking my head in the negative. “Not more. Just different.”

Adrienne didn’t seem to like my answer so I slid my hand further up her leg and squeezed her thigh. Leaning forward, I made sure I had her full attention as I told her from just a foot away, “Adrienne, I chose you. I’m still choosing you. Understand?”

“I’d rather you didn’t love her.”

I bit my lip. “I can’t control that part. We’ve just known each other too long. I’ll always love her, same way I’ll always love Brooke or Brandi or Eden or Emma.”

“It’s more than that, Ben. I hear it in your voice. Your sisters aren’t a threat to me. SHE might be a threat.”

“I choose you,” I sighed. “That’s all I can really say.”

Adrienne exhaled slowly and disconnectedly, her entire body shaking just a bit. But she nodded her head up and down. She brought both her hands up to her knees, rubbing them firmly and almost desperately. Then suddenly, she reached forward and grabbed both my hands, squeezing them almost painfully. And in a cracking voice, she declared, “When you go to summer camp, I don’t want you to sleep with her.”

My eyebrows went up.

“I’ll satisfy your every need here, Ben. I’ll get you other girls to join us. We’ll fuck your brains out and drain you of every drop of sperm before you go. I’ll even let you screw some other girls at camp if you need. But not Dawn. Do you understand me? Not. Dawn.”

“Adrienne, I—”

“I CAN’T lose you, Ben,” Adrienne started whimpering. “Not when I finally took such a big risk and put my heart out there. If you sleep with her I’ll lose you, I KNOW it. Fuck Brooke. Fuck any other chick you come across. We’ll call Donna Kincaid and I’ll let you go over and do whatever the hell you want to her. But NOT. DAWN. PLEASE.”

“Adrienne—” I nervously looked towards the family room. The twins were surely engrossed by the TV but they still might be able to hear.

“PROMISE ME.”

I squeezed Adrienne’s hands back. “Okay. I promise. I won’t sleep with Dawn. I love you, Adrienne. I choose you. I choose you.”

Adrienne started crying as she flung herself into my arms. Instinctively I hugged her and wrapped her up tightly, patting her back while repeating softly, “I choose you. I choose you. I choose you.”

After a few minutes, eventually, Adrienne calmed herself down and sniffling, wiped her tears away with her own hands. I reached up to touch her cheeks and she let me pull her face to mine for a sweet, slow-burn kiss.

When we pulled away, she laughed almost in embarrassment while still wiping away tears. “Sorry to get so dramatic,” she said, her voice still shaky.

“It’s okay. I understand.”

“I just had to know, Ben. I just had to know you’d really choose me.”

“I would. I did. I have.”

Adrienne nodded. Then she took a deep breath and stood up. Looking down at me, she reached a hand forward and stated, “Walk me home.”

It was an instruction, not a question. I took her hand and we got up to make the walk.

We arrived at Adrienne’s dark and empty house. It was routine for me to wait in the darkness as Adrienne fished out her keys and let us in the front door. She then flipped on the hallway light switches and led me to her bedroom. We’d usually say some final goodbyes before kissing. And then I would turn off the light switches and flip the lock behind me before letting myself back out.

But this time, even after Adrienne had turned on the hallway lights, I could tell that there was already a light on in her bedroom. Paying it no mind, I figured that she must have forgotten to turn it off sometime that morning. But then we entered her bedroom and I discovered that the house was not quite as empty as I’d originally thought.

Reclining on Adrienne’s bed, fully naked with a hand idly stroking her own pussy, was my little sister Brooke. She sat up when Adrienne and I entered, a goofy grin on her face. “I knew he’d prove it to you,” Brooke nodded approvingly.

I arched an eyebrow in confusion and glanced at Adrienne, who blushed pink.

I looked back at Brooke, who ignored her nudity and shrugged, saying, “When you got the call, Adrienne was so sure Dawn was going to plead to get you back, and that you’d cave. I’d already told her I wanted ‘next time’ to be tonight. So she said that if you came downstairs and convinced her you really had chosen her over Dawn, then she’d bring you over here and we’d fuck your brains out together.”

I glanced at Adrienne, who was still pink in embarrassment.

Brooke then continued. “But if you didn’t, she’d dump you then and there and I’d never get to suck your cum out of her. But I wasn’t worried. I know how you feel about her and I knew you’d pass the test.”

“I wasn’t so sure,” Adrienne said softly. “I know he still loves her.”

“He’ll always love her,” Brooke sighed. “Ben and Dawn are… different. They’re almost like twins. I know. It’s the same with me and DJ; she’s like my twin sister. But Ben and Dawn being boy and girl, they really can go either way: romantic OR sibling. Even if you take away the romance, they’re still siblings.”

“But I’m IN love with you, Adrienne,” I said firmly as I stepped forward and took my girlfriend into my arms. “You say you can’t lose me. Well I can’t lose you. Not when I FINALLY got you.” I shook my head, thinking of all the turmoil Adrienne and I had been through this year. Then I tilted Adrienne’s face up to mine as we kissed.

They say that make-up sex is the best because it’s so raw, emotionally. You go through such pain and suffering during a fight you almost need the dramatic highs of unrestrained rabbit sex to counteract it. Well, what followed wasn’t technically ‘make-up sex’. But Adrienne and I were certainly making up for all the pain and emotional anguish we’d just been through.

And Brooke? Well, Brooke was just horny.

It started with just me and Adrienne. Our kiss continued until we fell onto the bed, Brooke adroitly sliding herself out of the way just in time. I’m not sure how our clothes came off but I was soon between Adrienne’s legs, worshipping at my girlfriend’s altar of lust while she cried out her joy and relief that I’d chosen her.

Somewhere along the line, Adrienne pulled me up by my ears, desperate to feel me inside her. She screamed in ecstasy at the moment of my penetration, and then clamped her legs around my waist so tightly I was convinced she would never let me go. And then we were making love… by fucking as hard as we possibly could.

Slow, gently thrusting just wouldn’t do. We’d both gotten so tense over the past hour or so that we just HAD to unleash all the coiled energy compressed in our bodies. I was immediately pumping forcefully in and out of Adrienne’s clenching cunt while she growled in my ear, “Fuckme-fuckme-fuckme HARDER!”

Adrienne wasn’t just lying there, taking it, either. Her arms and legs both flexed as she yanked me against her body while flinging her hips upwards so that our pelvic bones crashed into each other hard enough to bruise. “HARDER!”

I slammed myself downwards with all the force my legs and gravity could produce, my cock parting her folds like a battering ram before coming to a sudden, jerking halt when crotch met crotch and there was simply no further depth possible. “HARDER!”

It was rough. It was fierce. It was love.

And the moment I started hosing down Adrienne’s innards with my thick bursts of creamy cum, she threw her head back and howled to the moon, joining me in cathartic release of tension.

“That was sooo fucking HOT,” Brooke gasped.

I blinked several times before turning my head. So wrapped up in pounding Adrienne, I’d forgotten Brooke was with us. But there my little sister was, beads of sweat dotting her forehead as she sat up against the headboard just a foot away, one hand still stirring her pussy while she stared heavy-lidded at the pair of us.

I looked back at my girlfriend and the stunningly gorgeous blonde’s eyes just flared up as she stared straight back at me. And in a husky voice full of emotion and lust, Adrienne growled, “Get down there, Brooke. I wanna watch you sucking your brother’s jizz outta me.”

This wasn’t a time for gentleness. Not this night. This was a night for animalistic fucking. Of unrestrained lust. Adrienne and I needed to stop thinking so much and just let our bodies have their way with each other, and my sister was swept up for the ride.

Unceremoniously, Brooke shoved on my shoulders until I pulled out of Adrienne’s sopping wet snatch. My sister didn’t even bother to look at me as her focus zeroed in on the blonde’s reddened and abused labia. I’d shot so deep into Adrienne the creamy trickle had yet to appear. But Brooke wasn’t about to wait. With her knees next to Adrienne’s shoulders, Brooke simply spread the older girl’s legs to the side and ducked her face down, licking and tonguing and kissing the pretty pussy before her.

And Adrienne wasn’t just going to lay there and take it, either. Grabbing my little sister’s legs, she tugged and pulled until Brooke’s pretty pussy was right over her face, and fixing her palms on the slender brunette’s buttcheeks, she pulled down and started tonguing her very first truly younger girl. Adrienne’s traumas and hang-ups didn’t matter anymore. This was lust.

Though I couldn’t see it, I heard when Brooke’s tonguing switched from licking to sucking. She made obvious slurping noises and her head more actively started wriggling in my girlfriend crotch. I just let my eyes open as wide as they could possibly go, committing to memory as much as possible of the sight before me. I wanted to always remember the first time my fucking gorgeous blonde girlfriend sixty-nined with my über-hot 16-year-old sister.

I needn’t have worried. That night was a threesome for the ages.

I fucked Brooke from behind while Adrienne tongued my balls until my little sister screamed her orgasm into my girlfriend’s sodden pussy.

Then after Brooke climaxed a second time, I nutted my load into her so that Adrienne could return the favor by drinking down her boyfriend’s jizz as it trickled out of the younger girl’s gaping slit.

And after she’d thoroughly cleaned out my little sister, Adrienne went straight to the source by jerking my dick into her mouth while upside-down, cleaning me off and then quickly working to revive me for yet another round. Brooke flipped around herself and the two girls I loved more than anything in the world worked together, side-by-side, to worship my cock. Brooke would take my balls and roll them around her mouth while Adrienne nuzzled my mushroom head and jacked the shaft in her hand. The pair of them would lick up opposite sides of my rod, meeting at the top and then french-kissing each other with my dick between their mouths for both my visual pleasure and their own wanton lust.

For the moment, neither girl cared one whit for getting their own orgasms. They simply enjoyed the pure pleasures of making out with each other and of sucking my cock, letting me have all the blissful sexual ecstasy. And after what felt like an hour of cock-worship, Brooke decided to show off her new deep-throating skills and I gripped the sheets and grunted, “I’m gonna cum!”

My little sister pulled me out of the back of her throat, settling my mushroom head just inside her lips. She was just in time for my cockhead to expand in her mouth and begin spitting out its load, squeezing and twisting her right hand up and down my shaft as she coaxed out the maximum amount of sperm she could. Brooke took in the first three bursts herself, waiting for the pause before passing me over to Adrienne, who surrounded my dick just in time for the fourth shot while Brooke continued jacking my rod. Adrienne slurped out the final shot, squeezing the head like a sponge to get every last drop. And then my two adoring lovers met once again in a sloppy, cum-filled kiss with plenty of tongue exchanges as each beautiful girl acted like they wanted to gift every dollop of Ben-cream to the other.

And even then we weren’t done.

It took a long while but the girls got me up for a final round. I was aided greatly by mental anticipation once the two started kissing and suckling on each other’s tits while coating their hands with Astroglide and shoving slickened fingers into each other’s asshole. The slippery substance had gotten everywhere by the time they were done and I knew we’d have to change the sheets afterwards. But nothing was going to stop me once Brooke and Adrienne lined themselves up side-by-side doggy-style, their arms folded beneath their resting heads with their asses in the air, lubed up and ready to go.

I took Adrienne’s ass first, knowing I didn’t have the self-control at the moment to keep things gentle for Brooke. And once I’d tripped my girlfriend into orgasm, I pulled out and then slowly embedded myself inside my little sister while Adrienne collapsed to rest her wobbly legs.

My dick was still hard even after Brooke had her orgasm. Spurting three times in such a short period without rest breaks in between meant I wasn’t going off anytime soon. So I pulled out and then yanked Adrienne’s limp, exhausted body to the edge of the mattress while I stood at the foot of the bed. Then I maneuvered Brooke on top of her so that my girls were face-to-face and chest-to-chest, with Brooke’s still growing B-cups dwarfed amongst Adrienne’s lush breasts. And as I stared at my little sister’s pert ass and gaping pussy stacked right on top of my girlfriend’s crotch, I felt an extra twitch of power surging through my rod.

Adrienne held Brooke’s grimacing face when I slid myself back into my sister’s asshole. And she kissed the young brunette softly while I pumped away through the little girl’s tightly clenched anal chute.

And then it was Brooke’s turn to kiss and nibble the older girl’s neck when I pulled out and aimed lower to sink myself through the blonde’s lewdly-stretched anus. And I leaned forward and rested my chest on Brooke’s back, compressing my sister’s body between me and Adrienne. And I reached around to hold Adrienne’s hips and continue fucking into my girlfriend’s rectum before pulling out and switching once again.

In the end, I pulled out of… her… asshole, taking my worn-down cock in hand as I jerked myself only twice before I opened up and sprayed out my final load of the night. Even though it was my fourth, Adrienne’s and Brooke’s tight assholes had inspired me to produce at least a modest amount of cum, a warm cream that I used to sprinkle buttcheeks, pussies, and everything in between.

I lived my fantasies and reveled in the sheer bliss that took over my mind. And my heart filled with thanks and love for the girls who made pleasing me such an important part of their lives.

I couldn’t even imagine ever being happier.

So of course, it couldn’t last.

“We’d better get home, Ben,” Brooke snuggled against me where I’d fallen on my back between these two great loves in my life. “We already missed my curfew and if we take much longer, we’ll miss yours.”

“Do you have to?” Adrienne whimpered as she snuggled herself tighter underneath my arm. “What I wouldn’t give to fall asleep in your arms, Tiger.” And then Adrienne giggled. “And I wouldn’t mind an encore with you in the morning, kiddo,” she added to Brooke.

“Encore with you, sure,” Brooke giggled back. “But not with Ben for a day or two,” my little sister groaned. “Gawd it feels like I was torn in two.”

Adrienne laughed. “Yeah, he can do that to a girl.”

“I’m just so jealous you get to go with him to Berkeley next year,” Brooke whimpered.

“I’m jealous you get to go with him to camp,” Adrienne sighed. “I don’t know what I’m going to do with myself for a whole month.”

Brooke picked her head up and looked across me to Adrienne. “You should come with us. The whole family would love for you to come along.”

“Oh, I couldn’t intrude.”

Both Brooke and I rolled our eyes and said in unison, “Adrienne…”

The gorgeous blonde smiled and held her hand up defensively. “Right, right.”

“Think about it, Adrienne,” Brooke added. “If my mom hasn’t already made it clear enough, we all love you and already feel like you’re a part of our family.”

Adrienne’s smile was dazzling as she hugged herself to me and reached across me to hold Brooke’s hand. “You don’t know how much that means to me, guys.”

Brooke nodded. “Think your dad would actually let you go for a whole month?”

“Forget my dad,” Adrienne sighed bitterly. “He doesn’t care and he doesn’t love me. My whole family is already gone, and sometimes I wish he’d just die and leave me to actually be the orphan he makes me feel like.”

“Adrienne…” I mumbled softly into her hair, pulling her close to me. But the phone rang before I could say anything more.

It startled all of us and Adrienne’s eyes furrowed. “Who could be calling at this hour?” She rolled away from me and grabbed the phone off the nightstand, hitting the TALK-button and putting the receiver to her ear.

“Hello?… Uh, yes, this is Adrienne Dennis… Who? Seattle Police?…” Adrienne’s look of confusion gradually transformed. Her eyebrows rose up, her eyes opened wide, and her jaw dropped.

“Wait, what?” Adrienne gasped into the phone. “What kind of accident? How? Ohmigod…” She brought up a hand to cover her mouth, unadulterated shock evident on her face.

Brooke and I glanced at each other, unnerved by the frightened tone in Adrienne’s voice and the look on her face. I quickly slid out of my sister’s grasp and slid behind Adrienne, wrapping both my arms comfortingly around her.

“Uh-huh… uh-huh… Uh, I don’t know… Uh-huh… Ohmigod… Ohmigod… Okay… Okay… Bye…” Adrienne hit END on the phone, setting it down gently. I could feel in my arms that her entire body was shaking.

“Adrienne,” I asked softly. “What happened?”

“My dad… He’s dead.”