Harem Sisters – part 07/19 (Darth_Aussie)

Chapter 19

I dragged myself out of my bed the next morning—I’d woken up before my parents got home and put myself to bed—and went to the bathroom to take a piss. It was still early, and the house was quiet. Tori’s door was closed and I guessed she would still be asleep for a couple more hours; my sister enjoyed sleeping late.

I flushed the toilet and stripped my boxers off before climbing into the wall-length shower, turning the water on to the pre-set I’d added for myself.

A morning shower was a necessity for me, the steamy water helping to wake me up. Lately I’d been showering much more often with all the sexual activities I’d been up to.

I spent a little time washing myself, and soon I was standing on the cool tiles in the steamy bathroom. I wrapped a towel around my waist and began drying my hair and torso with a second one.

Once I was mildly dry, I wiped the bathroom mirror down to check my reflection, something I rarely did in my old life, but lately I’d taken a liking to making myself look good for the girls.

I ran my fingers through my short beard—something I’d never kept longer than a week before—and turned my head from side to side, inspecting the short brown hairs. I never thought I could grow a decent beard before, and my ex hadn’t liked facial hair of any kind, but I was starting to like it.

“I guess it’s growing on me,” I said to my reflection with a chuckle.

I picked up my razor and lathered my cheeks and neck with a small dollop of shaving cream. I carefully ran the razor along my cheeks and neck, taking off the stray hairs and leaving a perfect shave line. Hayley had suggested I clean my beard up and even offered to shave it for me-she’d worked in a hairdressers’ and male barber shop before.

Once satisfied with my work, I cleaned the razor, washed any stray strands of hair from my face and beard, and stood back to admire my work.

I was never really that guy to stand in front of a mirror and admire himself-there just always seemed much better things to do—but the girls found me attractive and I wanted to look after myself for them.

I’d spent more time at the beach since coming home than I had most of my life, I’d also been spending more time outside and less time gaming. As a result, my pasty white skin had been darkened just a touch. I was still white as fuck; I just looked a touch healthier.

In the mirror I could see the bathroom door slowly open and Tori’s head poke through the entrance. She smiled when she saw me.

“Good morning gorgeous,” I said when my sister cleared the threshold, closing the door softly behind her.

“Good morning handsome,” Tori replied, biting her bottom lip.

Her eyes were roaming my naked torso as she leaned against the bathroom door. I was lucky to notice because I was drinking in her beauty too.

She dressed in an extra small tank top that barely covered her perky breasts-leaving her flat stomach on display for me—and a pair of panties that looked more like teeny-tiny shorts that struggled to cover half of her taut ass.

It was an outfit one would never wear around their family, so I had a feeling she wore it just for me.

Tori crossed the bathroom and I took my baby sister in my arms, hands sliding down her back to cup her perfect ass. Our lips met, and we kissed like lovers who hadn’t seen each other for months, hungry and wanton. Our passion never died; even if my sister and I made love every second of the day, we couldn’t get enough of one another.

Tori moaned into my mouth as my hands groped her firm cheeks, and my cock began to harden, pressing against her stomach as it rose to greet the day.

After a minute or two, our kiss broke and we came up for air, both of us breathing heavily already. I was now full mast—something my sister was very good at doing to me—and I needed a morning release. The only issue was our parents upstairs.

I was about to tell Tori that we’d better cool our jets, but my sister had other plans for her morning.

Without a word she dropped to her knees and ripped off the towel from around my waist, freeing my painfully hard dick. My erection had been constrained by the towel and my sister’s quick unveiling had caused her to nearly be slapped in the face by it as it sprang free. She smiled and giggled as my cock bounced before her face.

“You just relax Jace,” she said with a wink as her delicate fingers wrapped around the base of my shaft.

I wanted to tell her it was nearly impossible to relax with my baby sister’s hand around my dick, or because our parents were upstairs and could come down at any moment, but as soon as my lover’s lips touched my dick, I lost all thought.

Tori must have had the same thoughts, because my little sister wasted no time as she began working my erection with her now well-practiced hands. Her lips formed a seal around my tip and her tongue darted out as she made out with my dick.

I leaned back against the bathroom sink and placed a hand on my sister’s head, she was looking up at me through her glasses as she slowly slid my cock down her throat. The sight was incredibly erotic.

I groaned loudly as I felt her nose press into my pubis, her throat clenching tightly around my length as she stifled her gag reflex. I desperately wanted to grab a fistful of my lover’s hair and start pumping her throat, but I let Tori do her thing.

After a few seconds, my sister pulled my entire length from her throat and coughed a little before spitting a large glob of saliva onto my dick. In one motion she pulled her poor excuse for a top off and flung it across the room, baring her perfect breasts to me. Then my sister grabbed my cock with both hands and began working my shaft like she was pumping for oil.

My legs started to weaken as pleasure shot through my body, her hands gliding over my slick manhood with ease, and she was picking up pace by the second, like she was trying to beat a world record.

I moaned loudly as I was unable to hold anything back. Tori had a way with me that no other woman did. She expertly worked my dick with her small hands, and she was in complete control of my body.

I was getting close to my climax—very close—and I was about to tell her when she wrapped her lips around my tip once again. That was all it took.

I grabbed onto the bathroom sink to steady myself and gripped a handful of my sisters’ long, dark hair as my cock exploded into her mouth. I let out a loud moan as my dick pulsed a huge load passed her soft lips.

Tori latched onto my dick like it was an oxygen tube and she was suffocating, her hands gently massaged my shaft and balls as if trying to coax more sperm from them, not that I was lacking any.

After nearly a full minute of my dick spewing cum into my sister’s mouth I finally let out the breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. My legs were shaking, and I realized I was pulling on my sister’s hair quite hard, which had her moaning around my tip.

I watched as my baby sister swallowed the huge load I’d dumped into her mouth. It must have been a lot, because it spilled past her lips and dribbled down her chin.

Once her breakfast cream was devoured, Tori let my dick slip from her mouth as she ran her tongue across her lips, lapping up any leftover cum she’d missed. Then my lover licked up and down my shaft, took my head in her mouth again and swirled her tongue around.

“Fucking hell, you’re the best sister ever,” I said breathily.

We laughed together, me while I was still getting my shit together, Tori while she still had my dick in my mouth.

“Only the best for my big brother,” she said with a wink when she finally released my deflating erection.

Reality kicked in again and I was once again aware of our precarious situation, we’d gotten away with it again, but now it was time to get rid of any evidence.

“I’ll sort you out later babe, but I better go get dressed.” I pushed off the bathroom sink and knelt and grabbed my sister by the waist and hoisted her to her feet. She let out a playful squeal as I pulled her against me for a kiss, not caring that she’d just had my dick in her mouth.

We kissed for half a minute before I was finally able to muster up the willpower to put some space between us. Her nipples were as hard as diamonds and I wanted nothing more than to take them in my mouth, but I knew that if I started that, we wouldn’t stop.

“Go get dressed Jace, I’ll be sure to stay nice and wet for you until you do.” Tori winked at me, then slipped a hand into her underwear. My brunette sister’s eyes closed as she began rubbing herself, she bit her lip and let out a small gasp before pulling her hand free.

I could clearly see her sticky juices coating her fingers.

I stood there by the door for what felt like fifteen minutes, staring at my sister’s half naked body and wanted nothing more than to lay her down, spread those legs and have a taste of her sweet honey pot. But I had to be smart.

I mustered up as much willpower as possible, took my sister’s beauty in once more, then ducked out into the hallway, still naked, my cock swaying back and forth as it filled with blood again.

After Tori had her morning snack I dressed and headed into the kitchen to grab some breakfast of my own. Since I couldn’t have my sister, I settled for a bowl of cereal. I had just settled in with my bowl of Cornflakes when my father came in, followed closely by my mother.

“Hey Dad. Hey Mum,” I said through a mouthful of cereal.

“Good morning Jason,” my mother said as she came around to my side of the counter, giving me a kiss on the head as she passed.

“Don’t speak with your mouth full Son,” my father added. He stopped in front of the coffee machine and grabbed two mugs out before setting about his task. He was usually quite grumpy before his morning beverage.

“Is your sister still in bed?” asked my mother as she seated herself beside me. Both of my parents were dressed in their matching crimson silk pyjamas with their initials picked out in fancy embroidery.

“I heard her getting in the shower earlier,” I replied after swallowing the mouthful of cereal I’d just shovelled into my mouth.

My father passed his wife the first mug of steaming coffee before turning back to the machine to make his own. She sipped it and sighed contently.

“Have you got any plans today?” my father asked, turning to face me.

“Not a lot, are we going back to work today?” I pushed my mostly finished bowl forward as I was finished with my breakfast. My father passed me the next mug, then grabbed a third one for himself.

“Oh. Thanks Dad,” I said gratefully. I took a sip of the rich caffeinated beverage in what I was sure was a mimic of my mother’s reaction to the blessed drink.

“No. Not today,” he said as he waited for the machine to do its job. “I’m off to play golf with a client today, so I kind of have to work.”

“Oh yes…work,” my mother said with an eye-roll.

My father winked at me when my mother wasn’t looking, then filled his own mug before draining it in nearly on gulp. He always did have a mouth made of leather when it came to hot beverages, my mother always said it was because the coffee was too afraid to piss my father off. Being someone who’s been on his bad side before, I could attest to the validity of that statement.

“Your time’s still yours until Monday, use it wisely.” My dad filled his mug again and sipped at it slowly this time, savouring the drink.

“Awesome. Thanks Dad,” I said, with only a hint of relief. I didn’t mind working, and seeing Natalie again might be fun, but I had plans to see Lucy today.

“By the way Jason, before I forget. There’s a change of plans in getting you a company car.” My father had a serious look on his face. I tried to keep the disappointment from showing on my face, I was really looking forward to having a car, especially one I didn’t have to pay for. When I said nothing, my father placed his coffee mug down and went to the front door and grabbed something out of the bowl we kept the keys in. He came back and placed the keys to his BMW on the counter in front of me.

I looked from my father to the keys and back again, that’s when I saw the slight hint of a smile creeping across his face.

“You’re fucking with me,” I exclaimed, getting to my feet.

“I shit you not Jason. I don’t need two cars now do I,” he said with a wink. He held his hand up and dangling from his index finger was a black car key fob, the keyring hanging from it had a Porsche emblem on it.

“Holy shit, you got a Porsche!” I said with a tad more excitement than I planned to.

My father’s face split into a grin, and he placed the keys back on the kitchen counter, taking his coffee up again.

“Sure did,” he replied. “And no, you cannot drive it,” he added with a smirk.

My whole life I always knew my father wanted a Porsche. His father owned an old 1980’s Porsche 911 that was supposed to be his when Grandpa died, but it was stolen and the thief crashed it, totalling the car. Grandpa decided to not buy another Porsche with the insurance, disappointing my father greatly.

“What did you get?” I asked when I finally took my seat again. I toyed with the BMW keys, still a bit shocked my father gave me his car he loved so much.

“What do you think I got?” he asked with a mild amount of sarcasm, which was strange for my old man. “The brand new 911.” He answered his own question with a grin.

“Boys and your cars,” my mother chimed in as she got to her feet. “I’m going to get ready.”

“Your mother isn’t exactly pleased to join me on the green today,” my old man added when his wife was out of earshot.

“How did you get Mum to play golf with you? She hates it as much as I do,” I asked.

“Watch your tongue young man,” my father scolded mockingly. “My newest client is bringing his wife today. Your mother must play her part in sealing this deal.”

One of my father’s earliest lessons to me when I became a teenager was to pick your future wife carefully; a successful man needed an equally successful woman by his side to aide in his aspirations. I’d never really seen my mother in that light before; she seemed much better at spending money than helping make it, but I was wrong about a lot of shit about my family up until now.

Part of the reason why my father was so hard on me when I was growing up was he never approved of any of the girls I liked, nor my friends, or hobbies, or practically anything I did. It sucked at the time since I just wanted to have fun with friends and goof off, but I was starting to understand how frustrating it could be, especially when Grandpa was such a hard-ass on my father when he was a kid.

“Well I better go get ready, don’t get into too much trouble today.” My old man washed his and my mother’s mugs out and placed it in the dishwasher before heading upstairs.

About a minute after both my parents were gone, Tori came bounding out of the hallway, wrapped in a towel. She was still wet from her shower, but I stood up and wrapped my arms around my sexy sister all the same.

“That was a long shower,” I said, careful to keep an ear out for my parents returning.

“Well…I had to handle something,” she winked at me.

I caught her meaning immediately and wished to every god alive that my parents weren’t home so I could mount my sister. The talk with my dad about the security camera jumped to the front of my mind and I gently, but quickly pushed Tori back.

“Camera, remember?” I said quietly without looking about.

“Oh shit,” Tori exclaimed.

“It’ll be fine, we were just hugging,” I reassured her.

“Wanna go to the beach?” I asked.

“Definitely!” Tori answered. Her face lit up and her eyes dropped to my crotch for a second.

“Eyes are up here miss,” I said with a chuckle. “Go get dressed, we’ll go when you’re ready.”

Tori winked at me and spun around to head back to her room, and I had to fight every urge I had to not slap her perfect ass as she sauntered away. As she got to the hallway, my cheeky little sister let her towel drop, dragging it behind her with one hand. Tori glanced over her shoulder as she shook her taut ass at me, giving me wide grin before disappearing down the hallway, leaving me seated for fear of walking around tenting my pants in case either of my parents came back down.

As I waited for my erection to behave itself and go down, I pulled my phone out to check my messages. There were four messages and two missed calls this morning, I really needed to check my phone more often.

The missed calls were from my ex and Lucy, the latter I would call back and the former could go fuck herself. First message was from Liz; ‘Thank you so much for yesterday, you have no idea how much it means to me. I’ll never forget what you did, let’s work out again sometime so I can repay you properly ;)’ Attached to the message was a photo of the sexy red-head in nothing but a tight pair of workout shorts, she had her back to the camera but her magnificent ass was not helping my erection problem. I guessed Vicky must have taken the photo and I was glad I could bring the siblings together. Of course, I benefited greatly from the union myself, but that was just a bonus.

The next message was from Hayley; ‘Hey babe. Lucy told me about the date you two have today, she tells me everything. Let me just give you a little tip with Lucy.

You have to wine and dine her; she loves to be treated like a queen. But I know you would anyway, so here’s my tip.

Fuck her like she’s a cheap whore, trust me. She loves it.

Have fun Stud. xx

These women must be working together to make sure I have an erection 24/7. I love it, but it was hard to get shit done. I re-read the message from Hayley and chuckled, I was looking forward to my date with Lucy even more now.

The third text message was from the Asian beauty herself. It was a much milder message than the other girls had sent me. Hey Jace! Looking forward to seeing you today, call me when you get this. Xoxo

Lucy too had sent me a selfie, but this one was just a photo of her gorgeous face as she sipped some kind of chocolate and whipped cream beverage through a straw. Her eyes were locked onto the camera and it felt like she was staring into my soul. They were so dark they looked black; a man could get lost in those orbs for hours.

My last message ended up being from my ex-girlfriend, again. I hovered my finger over the message for a second before pressing down, then I deleted the text without reading it.

I had five sexy women that I was fucking and I was going on a date with a sixth tonight, I didn’t have the time nor the energy to speak to my ex or even hear what she had to say. I wasn’t going to let my old life control me.

Chapter 20

Tori moaned softly into my ear as I slid my cock in and out of her at a steady pace. The sound of crashing waves masked most of our love-making, but I still insisted she keep her voice down; as she could be quite loud sometimes.

We’d gotten to the beach quite early and there weren’t a lot of people around, and those that were had spread themselves out. Tori had sunned herself for a while—letting me rub oil all over her body first before returning the favour—while I went for a swim and caught up on some reading.

After an hour or so my little sister climbed on top of me while I was lying on my back, enjoying the heat from the sun on my wet skin. She started kissing me passionately, grinding herself against my cock—which was hard as rock in record time—and moaning that she needed me right now. She must have been quite worked up because she didn’t even want to walk the ten minutes back to the apartment. Instead we found a small cove at the end of the beach. Tori was naked and pulling my shorts down within seconds of us being alone in the cove, barely giving me time to throw a towel down before pulling me down with her and spreading her legs.

The sun only partially hit the area we chose for our outdoor fuck session; it was still hot but the cool ocean breeze felt amazing on my naked body, especially when the heat from Tori was underneath me and enveloping my cock in her slick, warm tunnel.

I’d set a steady rhythm with my sister for about twenty minutes—nothing too crazy, but it was consistent; she’d already orgasmed three times and I could feel her fourth coming on. Her legs locked around mine and her body tensed up as her pussy clamped around my dick. She spasmed and sprayed my lower body with her juices, but I kept slamming home at the same pace.

I was getting close to my own climax now—the constant feeling of my baby sister’s pussy wrapped around my cock was finally starting to tip me over the edge—but instead of picking up the pace like I usually would, I continued on. The build was so painfully slow, I wanted nothing more than to fill my lover and collapse in her arms, but I knew it would be worth it.

Another five minutes of my balls slapping against my sister’s ass had me where I wanted to go, and the surge of seed from my balls rocketed through my shaft and into Tori. I moaned loudly as I finally halted my plunging, holding myself as deep as I could while my cock pulsed stream after stream of warm cum into my baby sister’s womb.

Tori moaned with me as she felt herself fill up, then pulled me into a wet, tongue filled kiss that left us both gasping for air when we were done.

My cock, balls and body were well and truly drained from the ordeal with Tori. Once I’d finally finished cumming inside my sister, I pulled my spent cock from her well fucked vagina and collapsed onto the towel beside my sibling.

I wrapped her in my arms and we basked in the wake of our orgasms together, our bodies feeling twice as hot as the midday sun.

“We should probably put some clothes on,” I said a little sleepily.

“A few more minutes,” Tori pulled my arms tighter around her.

I was drenched in sweat, sea water and my little sister’s juices. I suspected Tori was the same, but neither of us cared, I never wanted to spend a day without my gorgeous sister.

“I love you Tori,” I whispered into her ear.

“I love you too Jace,” she replied.

Tori turned around to face me and I rested a hand on her hip. My sister had a big smile on her face as she stared into my eyes.

“Come on. Let’s go,” I said once more, a little worried someone might find us like this.

“Fine,” Tori replied with a mock pout.

I laughed, she laughed, and we shared another kiss before we got to our feet and put what little clothes on we had.

Tori had picked a modest swimsuit to wear today, a plain black two-piece bikini that hugged her hips and covered all her zones well, she still looked smoking hot in it though.

“So you’re going on a date with Lucy tonight?” she asked once we were both dressed.

“Yeah, I still have to give her a call,” I grabbed the towels and took my sister’s hand as we walked back to the main part of the beach. Tori took my hand eagerly and gave me a smile as we walked hand-in-hand.

“You know she loves it rough, don’t you?” my sister asked with a raised eyebrow.

“I’ve been told. But who says we’ll even sleep together tonight?” I replied.

“Jason,” Tori turned to me with a serious expression on her face. “Lucy has had to hear stories about you from all of her friends.”

“You girls ta—” Tori cut me off with a raised hand.

“Yes Jason. We talk. So, do all of us and yourself a favour,” she added. “I know you’ll enjoy yourself.” Tori winked.

It should have felt strange that all my lovers knew I was going out to fuck their friend for the first time—and that they were encouraging it—but after everything I’d been through it just felt like a normal conversation with one of the women I loved.

“As you command,” I said with a smirk.

We made our way back to the spot we’d picked earlier, far enough away from other beach goers for privacy without hiding ourselves. We dumped our things down with the towels and ran into the water to wash away any evidence of our coupling, creating a little more evidence in the water when I worked my sister to orgasm with my fingers.

Once we were both done with the beach we collected our things and went for a walk to the beach-front shops to grab some lunch, picking out a well-known fish and chip shop.

Tori wrapped her towel around her hips, creating a long skirt that covered her perfectly tanned legs, but leaving her flat stomach exposed. She’d tied her hair back into a messy ponytail and donned her glasses once more, giving her that perfect mix of nerdy girl and sexy tanned goddess. I noticed more than a few guys checking my lover out as we waited for our food, earning them glares from the girls they were with.

I didn’t mind seeing guys ogle my sister; she was incredibly sexy, and she was all mine. It seemed that girls as well as guys seemed to have wandering eyes, a group of three stood a few metres away from us and kept looking my way, a cute petite blonde even waved to me when Tori went to use the restroom. I still wasn’t accustomed to random girls flirting with me in public, but I smiled and waved back to the trio, which seemed to satisfy them. Once Tori came back, they checked me out one more time, then went on their way.

“You made some friends?” Tori asked with a smirk.

“What can I say,” I replied with a shrug. “I can’t help looking this good.”

Tori burst out laughing as I struck a superhero pose. I feigned hurt feelings but was soon laughing with my sister.

We gathered our food when it was ready, the older man behind the counter gave me a knowing wink when he handed me my change, then we sat to eat our greasy fish and chips.

As we were eating I remembered the message from Lucy earlier, and that I should probably give her a call.

“Give me a minute, I need to call Lucy,” I said through a mouthful of tasty battered fish.

“Ooooo Jace and Lucy,” Tori teased playfully.

I smiled and shook my head at my sister’s playful nature as I pulled out my phone and dialled the sexy Asian’s phone number. She answered quickly, which was no surprise since my sister and all her friends seemed to be glued to their phones.

“Hey Jace!” Lucy greeted me enthusiastically.

“Hey Lucy, sorry I didn’t call you earlier, I’ve been spending the morning with Tori,” I replied.

“That’s okay,” she added. “HI TORI!!” Lucy yelled through the phone, and I had to take it away from my ear.

“HI LUCY!!” Tori was close enough to have heard her friend and leaned over to yell back into the phone.

I heard Lucy giggling on the other end of the phone, matching my sister’s reaction to my misfortune at having two girls screaming in my ears. You’d think I’d be used to my sister screaming in my ear by now.

“Now that that’s done,” I said into the phone. “How about I pick you up at six for dinner?”

“Sounds great!” Lucy exclaimed. “Make sure it’s somewhere nice.”

“Leave it to me,” I replied. “I’d say make sure to look sexy for me, but I don’t think you’ll never have that issue.”

“Aww Jason, you’re too sweet,” Lucy gushed. “I’ll be ready at 6pm sharp.”

“I’ll see you then Lucy, I look forward to it.”

I hung up the phone call and looked at my sister, who was making kissy faces at me. I threw a chip at her and she squealed before throwing a handful back at me. Next thing I knew we were surrounded by seagulls as they clambered over the table and fought over the discarded fried potato.

“You’re such a brat,” I said with a smile.

“Maybe someone needs to teach me manners,” Tori replied, then stuck her tongue out.

I shook my head as my sister giggled and gathered up the remains of our lunch.

“Come on trouble maker, let’s get going,” I tossed the leftovers in the trash and held my hand out to Tori. “It’s a few hours away, but I better start getting ready for my big date.”

Tori gave me a quick hug before we walked back across the beach to the apartment we shared with our parents.

Back home I quickly showered and washed my hair, added some cologne from my old man’s stash—he had the good stuff—and headed to my bedroom to pick what I was going to wear. The place I’d picked out for Lucy and I tonight was somewhere I knew she liked; Hayley had sent me a list of places she knew her friend liked going, so I picked one that I thought looked good.

It was a small family-run Italian restaurant in the city, known for having amazing pasta and the best Bolognese sauce in the city. I was quite a fan of Italian food, so it was the logical choice for me, at first. I thought to pick a well-known Japanese restaurant I used to go to, but Hayley warned me off that, Lucy hated Japanese food.

I sorted through the clothes I’d brought home with me—which wasn’t much—but I had nothing that really suited a restaurant date, I hadn’t ever really needed fancy clothes before, so I never got them.

I pulled out the suits I’d gotten for work and decided to wear the black one, it would look like I was going to a funeral, but I didn’t really have any other choice.

Just as I was about to drop my towel and dress, my bedroom door burst open and I nearly jumped out of my skin at the sudden intrusion.

Tori and Hayley sauntered into my bedroom like they owned the place. My sister bounded onto my bed and crossed her legs, still wearing her bikini from earlier. My lover walked straight up to me, ran her eyes over my naked torso, then smiled at me.

“Tell me again why I’m not going on a date with your brother tonight Tor?” Hayley said as she turned to my sister.

“Because you love your friend and you’re good at sharing,” Tori replied with a grin.

“I guess,” Hayley said with a smirk as her eyes roamed my chest again.

Her gaze fell to the suit I had laid out on the bed and she let out a disappointed sigh.

“Are you going on a date with my best friend or a funeral?” my lover asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Well…” I scratched my head. “I don’t really have anything else.”

Hayley pulled out her phone and tapped the screen a few times, then held it up to her ear without saying another word.

“Hello Mr Parks, how’s your golf game going,” my lover said with a friendly tone.

I had no idea why she was calling my father, or why she even had his number to begin with.

“Dad insisted my friends have his number, just in case something happened,” Tori explained, if is she read my mind.

“That’s great, good work,” Hayley exclaimed to my father over the phone. “I have a favour to ask of you Mr Parks.”

I heard my father say something over the phone, but I couldn’t make it out.

“Nothing like that,” Hayley replied with a smile. “Jason has a date tonight and none of his clothes will cut it, may I browse your wardrobe and pick something out for him.”

I was a little shocked that Hayley would even think to ask my father something like that, he hated sharing anything with anyone, let alone his expensive clothes.

“Wonderful, thank you so very much Mr Parks, you enjoy the rest of your day.” Hayley finished with a smile before hanging up the phone.

“Wait here,” my curly haired lover ordered me before striding out of my room.

“Well…I’ve been told.” I turned to Tori to see her suppressing a grin, badly.

Ten minutes later Hayley returned with an outfit picked out, the clothes slung over her arm.

She placed them on the bed and turned to face me, hands on her hips.

“This will work for you, it’s a nice dinner but you don’t need anything fancy, that isn’t you,” my lover exclaimed.

I looked to my sister, then Hayley and to the clothes when I realized neither of my lovers had any intention of leaving the room to let me change in peace.

I shrugged and dropped my towel, both girls immediately dropped their eyes to stare at my crotch and I smiled.

“I’m not just a piece of meat ladies,” I said with a laugh.

“Oh honey, you’re too smart for that, but let us enjoy looking at what we can’t have right now,” Hayley replied.

I turned to see Tori lying on her stomach as she gazed upon my naked body, and I realized that I didn’t even need to leave the house to get laid tonight, I could have either or both of these sexy women before me. But I promised to take Lucy out, so I would.

I pulled on a pair of my boxer shorts—the nice ones I got the first night I went out with the girls—and grabbed the jeans Hayley had borrowed from my old man for me. They were a dark grey boot cut design and they fit remarkably well, my father and I were of similar build, and even though I was a little taller, it didn’t matter to much.

Next was the shirt; a black button down collared shirt of a thicker material than my business shirts. It looked like something on outdoorsman would wear when he wanted to look his best. It too fit quite well, although a little tight across my chest and arms, obviously it had been tailor to fit my father perfectly who didn’t have as much muscle.

The belt came next, a simple wide leather belt with a flat, dull steel buckle. I tucked the shirt into my jeans and bucked the belt on and turned to look at myself in the mirror.

I didn’t think the outfit looked very good, sure it wasn’t bad but I kind of expected more from Hayley in the fashion department. As if she sensed my disappointment, my lover placed my boots down beside my bed.

“These too,” she said with a smile.

My boots were the beige nubuck Timberland boots I wore when we went out to the club, not something I expected to wear to a dinner date, but I pulled on a pair of socks, followed by the boots and tied them firmly.

I stood up and looked in the mirror again, a little more satisfied this time. The colour of the boots really stood out against the dark grey and black of the rest of my outfit, but I still didn’t feel confident on the whole get-up.

Hayley approached me and stood to my side, looking at the mirror with me.

“Just a few finishing touches,” she said with her half smile.

My lover moved in front of me and began folding up the sleeves of my shirt meticulously, each fold leaving an even crease that matched the opposite side. She stopped just above my elbow and straightened each side, so the cuffs flared out just so, she then pulled a chrome TAG Heuer watch from her bag and slipped it over my hand, clasping it on my wrist. The watch fit perfectly, like it was sized just for me and it looked incredibly expensive.

“Where did you get this?” I asked my lover.

“That’s not important right now,” she replied with one of her special smiles.

The slim brunette then grabbed a bottle of something I didn’t recognize and started spraying my hair, the mist that came out smelled of apples and cinnamon. After a half a dozen sprays, Hayley set the bottle down and began running her fingers through my hair. My lover worked at it for about ten minutes before she took a step back to admire her work, nodding and smiling as she did.

“There you go, you should easily drop Lucy’s panties now,” Hayley said with a grin. “If she wears any.”

She stepped aside and I got a good look at what she’d done.

I was quite surprised at what I saw, considering what it looked like before Hayley worked her magic.

She’d straightened my shirt and folded the sleeves up, giving me a hands on work look. The watch added just that extra touch as an accessory. It was clearly expensive, but its quality and functionality won out over a classier watch.

I couldn’t tell exactly what she’d done to my hair, but it looked a touch messy, but without looking unkempt. Almost like I’d woken up and my hair looked this way, but it still looked good.

All of that together with my nearly trimmed beard and my work boots, I had to admit I looked ruggedly handsome, like I was about to chop a tree down then go straight to a steak dinner.

“Are you actually a witch?” I asked my lover.

“You’re not the only one with magic parts,” Hayley winked at me, wiggling her delicate fingers.

I chuckled and turned to Tori, who was still lying on my bed in her bikini.

“What do you think Sis?” I said as I struck a pose once more.

She giggled and I noticed Hayley bit her lip when I called Tori “Sis” and I remembered that she had a incest kink, something I’d have to let her play with some more in future.

“Why are we letting him go out tonight?” Tori turned to her friend.

“You said we have to share Tor,” Hayley quipped back.

Both girls had huge grins plastered across their beautiful faces and I couldn’t help but puff my chest out, these ladies were doing wonders for my ego.

“Well I better get going if I’m to pick Lucy up,” I said to my lovers after I checked the time on my new watch. “Don’t get up to, too much trouble while I’m out.”

“Hot tub?” Hayley grinned and turned to my sister.

“Hot tub,” Tori exclaimed excitedly.

“I don’t have a swimsuit here, you don’t mind if I go in naked, do you?” Hayley added with a smirk directed at me.

“Of course not, I’ll go naked too, so you don’t feel left out,” Tori added.

I was almost starting to regret my decision to go out tonight. Almost. I knew I’d get a show for a while, but mum and dad would be home later, and it would be a bit odd if I was hanging around my naked sister.

“Have fun girls,” I said as I left the bedroom and headed to the elevator.

The sounds of some very girly giggles followed me out.

Chapter 21

I punched Lucy’s home address into my cars on-board GPS and headed off to pick her up for our first date. As I was driving, I realized that this was the first proper date I’d been on with any of the girls. I decided I should probably fix that and treat each of them to a night out.

Even though it wasn’t peak hour, the Sydney traffic was horrendous as always, so the trip to Lucy’s home took longer than estimated. I was just lucky I left early.

As I pulled into the suburb Lucy was living in, I noticed a massive decrease in traffic, which I was thankful for. This suburb was one of the wealthier neighbourhoods and had an extremely low population compared to the rest of the city.

Every house I drove passed looked like it was worth as much as the entire luxury apartment building my parents lived in, and then some. As I drove, I wondered what Lucy’s parents did for a living; if they were living out here, they must be absolutely loaded.

A few minutes later I pulled up to a large, modern three-story house with a gated driveway. I saw no intercom, but there were cameras watching the driveway, and more around the exterior of the house.

I pulled my car into the driveway and pulled my phone out to text Lucy, to let her know I was here.

While I waited, I studied the house. It wasn’t a mansion, but it was still large and impressive. Four sets of double garage doors lined the bottom floor of the house and I wondered how many cars they owned.

The top two floors were all angles and glass windows, it looked like something an artistic architect would design just to say “Hey, this is what I can do”. The right back corner of the house looked to be a little higher than the rest and made completely of glass from the second floor upwards. I poked my head out the driver’s side window to get a better look and from where I was, it looked like that whole corner of the building was one large cylindrical room. Like a really fancy sunroom.

The driveway gate started to open suddenly, parting in the middle as it vanished into the adjacent walls that surrounded the property. I put my car into gear and slowly crept through the gap as it widened enough for my BMW to pass through.

I spied a sign that read “Visitors” and pulled into the spot allocated and shut the engine off. Just as I stepped out of the car, I heard a mechanical hum, signalling me that one of the garage doors was opening.

Inside the garage sat a Hayley Davidson motorcycle. It was matte black with chrome trim that was polished to a mirror shine. Lucy’s brother was standing by the bike as the door opened and he offered me casual nod before coming to greet me.

“Hey bro,” Lucy’s brother said in greeting.

“Hey, I’m Jason,” I replied. I held my hand out for him and Lucy’s muscular sibling clasped my wrist with a firm grip.

“I know,” he said simply. “I’m Kim.”

“That your bike?” I asked, mostly to avoid an awkward silence. Kim seemed to have mastered the resting bitch face and I started to wonder if he taught Hayley a thing or two.

“Yeah bro, you ride?” he asked with slightly more emotion on his stony face.

“Only trail bikes when I was younger,” I admitted. “But I’ve always admired Hayley’s.”

Kim looked thoughtful for a moment, then nodded and clapped a hand on my shoulder.

“Treat my sister right and maybe we can go for a ride sometime,” he said as he wrapped an arm around my shoulders and guided me towards the garage. “Otherwise I’ll kick your ass.”

He looked at me with a super serious expression for a few seconds, then burst out laughing. I started laughing with him, although it was a little forced.

“Should’ve seen the look on your face bro,” Kim exclaimed. “Don’t worry dude, Lucy and Hayley talk highly of you, and I trust them. Besides, I heard what you did to Leon, so you have my respect.”

We stopped under the garage door, right in front of Kim’s Harley. Kim turned to face me and held his fist out to me. I may have spent a lot of time working out and going to the gym over the last few years, but I had never really been one of the “boys”. I still knew a fist bump when it was offered.

I bumped my closed fist against Kim’s just as the front door to the house opened and Lucy sauntered out. She walked like she had an audience and I guessed she probably knew I was here and had waited for the perfect time to make her entrance…or exit, whatever.

She wore a dark red—almost crimson—cocktail dress that tied around the back of her neck with a neckline that plunged down to her sternum but still covered her large breasts, she looked to not be wearing a bra by the way those puppies bounced with each step.

The dress was loose around her waist but hugged her slim hips like a second skin and only just covered her tight little butt.

My date’s outfit was completed with matching high heel stilettos and handbag with a gold chain strap.

She looked stunning.

I was worried that my stare would upset her brother, so I kept my eyes firmly on her face as she strode across the distance between us. Her face was as striking as her body and the outfit covering it. Her dark eyes had a touch of eyeshadow and mascara that gave them a subtle smoky look and made her eyes look much larger. Her hair had been curled and she’d pulled it over one shoulder, letting the long black waves of silk like strands hang down her right arm. To top it off she wore the exact shade of lipstick to match her outfit.

She smiled when we made eye contact, her pearly whites showing brightly as her eyes sparkled.

How did I ever get so lucky.

“Have fun you two,” Kim said as he clapped me on the shoulder again and headed into the garage. The door closed a moment later, leaving Lucy and I alone.

“You…you look amazing,” I said, my brain struggling to find words.

“Thank you Jace,” Lucy replied with a smile. “You look very handsome too, did Hayley dress you?” she asked as her eyes took in my outfit.

“Yeah, she did. How did you know?” I asked.

“Well…no offence Jace,” she took a step closer and straightened my already straight collar. “You’re cute and sexy as hell, but you have no fashion sense.”

“Why does everyone keep saying that?” I exclaimed with mock outrage.

We both chuckled, and I put my arm around her waist, guiding her to my car.

“Let’s get going,” I said as I opened the passenger door. Lucy offered me a smile before gracefully seating herself on the deluxe leather seat. I closed the door gently and jogged around to the driver’s side and climbed in.

Twenty minutes later I was parking the car in a private carpark near the restaurant I’d made reservations at. The parking spot belonged to Lucy’s family so my fears of finding a park were quelled.

I opened her door and took her hand as she stepped out. I knew in this day and age a guy could get yelled at for showing any signs of what people referred to as chivalry—even though the art of chivalry was mostly about warfare—but I didn’t care, I knew the girls enjoyed being treated this way and from what Hayley had told me, Lucy did the most.

It was still warm so both of us had forgone wearing a jacket, so I walked with my arm around Lucy’s back, resting my hand on her slim hip.

“This place is my favourite,” Lucy said excitedly when she realised where we were going. “You’ve done your homework.”

“You have no idea,” I replied cryptically.

Lucy bit her lip at my words as I opened the door to the restaurant and ushered her in. The interior of the establishment wasn’t large—it could probably only seat thirty people comfortably—but it was extremely rich in colour and décor. The tables were spaced out in a uniform fashion, the white and red checker pattern tablecloths contrasting well against the rich mahogany of the wooden chairs. The walls were the same rich colour that matched all the furniture in the restaurant, beautiful paintings of sprawling landscapes hung from hooks around the room and the wall lamps emitted a dull glow, giving the establishment a very romantic vibe.

We were met by a short Italian woman who looked to be about my age. She was olive skinned with jet black hair of thick ringlets that framed her beautiful features. Her eyes were a startling blue and her lips looked full and pouty; she was quite stunning in her black business suit.

The woman greeted us with a warm smile as we entered.

“Good to see you again Lucy,” the greeter eyed me up with a smile.

“You too Tia,” Lucy replied.

The women studied one another for a few seconds before Tia turned her attention to me.

“I have a reservation under the name Jason,” I said quickly.

Lucy knew this woman but I had a feeling they weren’t exactly friends. Unlike guys, if two women didn’t like each other they would act nice and friendly and then get catty when they weren’t around. If I didn’t like someone, I just ignored them.

“Oh of course, Tori’s brother,” Tia said with surprise. “Right this way.”

Tia grabbed two menus and beckoned us to follow. I walked beside Lucy with my hand on the small of her back as Tia took us to a table for two in the back corner. The restaurant was mostly empty at this hour. A couple sat together on the opposite side of the room from us, and two men that looked to be talking business sat together.

“I’ll give you two a moment with your menus,” Tia said before dashing off, but not before giving me the once over.

I pulled Lucy’s chair out and gentle pushed it under her as she lowered herself into the cushioned seat, then took my own opposite my date.

“So you know her?” I asked casually as I looked over my menu.

“Planning your next date already?” Lucy asked as she raised a perfectly plucked eyebrow.

“Not exactly,” I chuckled.

“I’m only teasing,” Lucy admitted with a smile. “Tia used to date my brother. She’s also Leon’s cousin.”

That last bit of news put me on edge, if she was family of that douchebag then she probably knew what happened to him and who did it.

“Don’t worry, Tia hates Leon almost as much as I do,” Lucy added. “She’s also still jaded about my brother dumping her, but that’s not my issue.”

I felt relieved I wasn’t going to have to deal with some pissed off family members of the dickhead Leon, I didn’t want anything to ruin this date with Lucy. It was strange being here with her, most dates a guy goes on he is completely unsure whether he is going to get lucky after, so they do their best and pull out all the stops to impress the girl.

Lucy was a sure thing. Her actions and body language confirmed it, Hayley—her best friend—confirmed it and even Tori said there was no chance I was waking up tomorrow without a new lover.

Even with all these guarantees, I still wanted to make sure Lucy had a great time and that she felt pampered. It could be that it was my inherent respect for women or that I just wanted to please her, but deep down I knew It was because of what Hayley told me.

Lucy loved to be treated like a queen, but she loved to be fucked like a whore. The contrast between the personalities was an incredible turn on and I felt myself wanting to shower the gorgeous woman with affection and attention, just so I could use her like a cheap whore later tonight.

My name being called pulled me out of my thoughts and I had to force myself not to re-adjust my erection I’d gotten as I thought about what I wanted to do to my date later tonight.

“Jace, are you ready to order?” Lucy asked.

“Uhm…yeah…pick something good for me,” I replied with a slight stutter.

I hadn’t even looked at the menu and I didn’t want to waste time picking out something.

Lucy ordered two dishes of the award winning spaghetti Bolognese with a side of garlic bread and some wine which I couldn’t pronounce.

We chatted casually while we waited for our meals, sipping on our glasses of wine. I wasn’t much of a wine drinker, but I must say, the stuff Lucy picked out was quite pleasant.

I paced myself—since I had to drive still—and limited myself to only one glass with dinner. I had a hotel booked for our night, something I hadn’t told any of the girls. The deluxe penthouse suite I’d picked was only a five-minute drive from the restaurant and I was eager to finished out meal and get some privacy with the black-haired beauty sitting before me.

Our conversation slowed once the food arrived, both Lucy and I were far to wrapped up in our meals. The spaghetti Bolognese dish my date had chosen for me was absolutely delicious. The pasta was thick and cooked to perfection and the sauce tasted like no canned mix-through sauce I’d ever had before.

Once our meal was done, I topped up Lucy’s glass of wine for her, which she thanked me for with a dazzling smile, then ordered a coffee for myself.

While our food settled and I drank my coffee, we exchanged stories and talked about our lives. I found out that Lucy was studying to be a doctor while working part-time at David Jones. Her family were insanely wealthy, and she didn’t need the money, but her father insisted on her working for the experience. She enjoyed the job and it broke up her days of study and University. I also found out she had never had a serious boyfriend, most guys seemed to be scared off by her father and older brother.

“So, are you…” I trailed off, unsure how to broach the topic.

“Am I wh—” her eyes widened when she realized what I was trying to ask. “Oh…no, definitely not.” Lucy’s cheeked reddened.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to make this awkward,” I said quickly. “Was kind of a stupid thing to ask.”

“No. Its fine,” Lucy smiled. “I’ve never had a boyfriend, but I’ve been with guys before.”

I’m not sure why I wanted to know if she was a virgin or not, she didn’t dress or act like one. I guess I was finally realising the young age of my sister and her friends—not that I was much older—and that some of them may have never been with a guy before, now that I thought about it, had Tori? She was extremely tight when we first had sex, but I would have expected her to say something if she was.

Once we were done, I paid the bill and left a generous tip—I wasn’t made of money, but tonight was a special occasion. Lucy and I walked back to my car and I held the door open for her to get in. I checked the address of the hotel again and climbed into the driver seat.

As soon as I was seated, Lucy placed her hand on my thigh, giving it a firm squeeze.

“I’m taking a guess that you don’t want me to drop you home?” I asked with a smirk.

“Take me wherever you want Jason,” Lucy bit her bottom lip seductively.

I started the car and put it into gear before leaving the parking lot.

Lucy kept her hand on my leg the entire trip and I had considered seeing if she would give me some road head, but before I could get the courage to ask, I was already pulling into the hotel parking spot in-front of the doors.

Lucy’s eyes lit up when she saw the building, it was very well known and expensive.

“You know how to treat a girl,” the black-haired beauty said.

“You have no idea,” I replied.

Lucy bit her lip and her fingers dug into my thigh, the sexual tension in the car was astounding, it took every ounce of my willpower to not take her right here and now.

I climbed out of the car and helped Lucy to her feet from the passenger side, passed my keys to the waiting valet and walked with my arm around my dates waist into the hotel lobby.

I guided my date to the elevators and pulled out the swipe card I’d gotten for our room. I’d planned ahead and checked into the room before going to pick Lucy up for our date, the last thing I needed right now was talking to reception staff and ruin the mood.

“Someone was confident they weren’t sleeping alone tonight,” Lucy quipped with a raised eyebrow.

We were alone in the lift as it ascended slowly. I turned to Lucy, looked into her dark eyes, then pressed my body into hers and forcing her against the wall of the elevator. I wrapped the fingers of my left had around her throat and lifted her gaze to meet mine while my other hand, held her hip firmly.

“Your friends made sure I knew what to expect,” I whispered into her ear.

I was rock hard already and I was sure Lucy could feel my erection pressing into her stomach. The Asian beauty was much taller than most of her friends—except for Liz—only an inch or two shorter than me, I looked her straight in the eyes as I gently applied pressure around her throat.

She kept her hands at her sides as I man-handled her, her eyes grew wide and her mouth opened as she let out a ragged moan as the pressure increased.

The “Ding” from the elevator forced me to quickly step back and I pulled Lucy against me. She was facing the door as it opened and an elderly couple stepped in, giving us a smile before facing the door of the lift. I pulled Lucy’s hips and felt her tight ass press against my erection, then her hips began to subtly shift and gyrate as she ground my cock between her cheeks.

I could have easily lifted her short dress, freed my restricted erection and slipped into the sexy woman and taken her on the floor of the elevator, audience or no audience. But the tension was like a drug, the more I held off from taking this creature of lust, the more I wanted her and I knew that when I finally did, I wouldn’t hold back.

I rocked my hips against Lucy’s tight butt, dry humping my cock against the gorgeous Asian and I could only just barely hear her moan when my bulge pressed against her. I guessed the elderly couple must have been hard of hearing, because they didn’t react.

The elevator stopped once, but this time it as on our floor. I stepped out and glanced at the couple, the man gave me a sly wink before the doors closed.

I walked with Lucy down the hallway, swiped my car at our room and held the door for her to enter first.

When I closed the door behind me, our night really took off.