Harem Sisters – part 04/19 (Darth_Aussie)

Part 4.

Chapter 10.

The next morning, I awoke to blissful memories of the night before that were quickly quashed by a crushing hangover. I didn’t drink much when I was in Melbourne and I guess my body wasn’t used to the small amount I had the night before.

I was lying flat on my back in the middle of my bed, stark naked, and before I looked down I knew I’d see my little friend standing to attention. I looked to my left and saw Tori was still there, lying flat on her stomach and as naked as I was, snoring softly. Remembering our bed guest last night, I looked to my right and was greeted by the gorgeous Hayley, sleeping on her side in the same state of undress as my sister and me. She looked to be sleeping peacefully, and her face had such an angelic feature to it. My eyes roamed her naked body and I started stroking myself as my eyes feasted on her figure. I’d have given anything to slip between her legs and wake her up, but I needed to respect her wishes.

My sister on the other hand, she was fair game.

I rolled onto my left side and admired my sister’s naked form, the smoothness of her tanned skin, and the swell of her butt. I ran a hand down her lower back and over her ass, cupping her firm cheek. I knew she wouldn’t mind getting woken up for some morning sex.

I sat up in the bed and straddled my sister’s thighs, nestling my cock between her glorious cheeks for a moment. I cupped her butt with both hands and gave the firm muscle a squeeze before spreading them. Her butt winked at me and I was suddenly hit with the urge to fuck my baby sister’s ass. I really wanted to take her in every way possible, but I’d wait till she was awake before broaching that subject.

I slipped my hand between her legs and gently began coaxing moans from my sister. She was still in a deep sleep, but her body reacted accordingly, her pussy lubricating itself almost immediately at my touch. Tori stirred beneath me but still she didn’t wake. This wasn’t the first time I’d woken her for morning sex, but usually she’d wake up by now. I stroked my erection a few times, smearing her juices along my length as I prepared to penetrate my little sister for the first of hopefully many times today. I grabbed her firm ass with one hand and guided myself to her entrance with my other. I moaned as the warm sensation enveloped my cock as I slowly slid into her. Once fully inside my baby sister, I grabbed her firm ass in both hands and began rocking my hips back and forth. Her legs were pressed together, and it added to the sensations as my cock slid between them. After a few seconds, Tori began moaning sleepily before she raised her head and looked over her shoulder. Her mouth hung open and she looked at me lustily through sleepy eyes.

She tried to push herself up on her elbows and spread her legs, but I held them closed with my own and pushed her into the mattress with a hand on the back of her neck. I loved it when she fucked me back, but right now I wanted to fuck her completely. I looked to my left to see Hayley had woken up, and she watched as I rode my sister from behind. She still laid on her side but raised one leg and rubbed herself as she watched. I enjoyed the view of the pale skinned beauty as I continued to fuck my Tori. My sister was moaning louder now, fully awake and aware of what was happening. She once more tried to push herself up, but I forced her back down.

Determined to have her my way, I slapped my sister on the ass hard, bringing a loud squeal of pleasure from my younger sibling, then I leaned over her back and took her long hair in my hand. I wrapped the thick braid around my hand and pulled her head back as I really began to increase my pace. There was no erection quite like morning wood; none during the day would be quite as hard, something my little sister learned each morning since we’d become lovers.

She ceased trying to push herself onto her hands and knees and submitted to my will, arching her back and making her bouncing cheeks look all the more enticing as I slammed into her.

A gasp drew my eye back to Hayley, her legs were pressed tightly together–her hand caught between them–her mouth was open wide, and her eyes fixed on Tori and me as she rode her orgasm. I watched the slim beauty as her body trembled and she let out a series of gasps and moans. I once again was fighting the urge to climb between her smooth legs and fuck her to her second climax.

I let go of my sister’s hair and grasped her butt cheeks, spreading them open again. I could see if she wanted to try anal, but I didn’t want to stop fucking her right now–but I could test the waters. I ran my thumb across her puckered hole and to my delight I felt her push into me, she was still moaning–muffled since she buried her face in the mattress–so I took her movements as approval. I pulled my cock from my sisters pussy–keeping the head inside her–and ran my hand along my length. My shaft was glistening from being inside Tori so I collected it as best I could and rubbed her juices across her small hole. Still my sister said nothing, so I pushed myself deep inside her and pressed my thumb against her rear entrance.

I slipped in with a little resistance–I thought there’d be more–and immediately my sister started moaning twice as loud. I probed her ass as I fucked her, and in less than a minute, I was rewarded with my sister soaking my groin and the sheets. He walls tightened around my rod and there was nothing I could do to slow my climax–not that I wanted to.

I let out a sharp grunt and filled my baby sister once more.

I held myself over Tori’s shaking body as I let my orgasm subside, both of us breathing heavily. After a minute or two I pulled my deflating cock from my sister and rolled onto my back, between Hayley and Tori.

“Holy fuck…Jason…I love you,” Tori said between breaths.

“I love you too little sister,” I replied with an exhausted smile.

“Fuck. You two are so hot,” Hayley chimed in. “I need to sleep over more often.”

All three of us laughed at her comments and we all lay there, basking in our morning orgasms. After a few minutes Hayley pushed herself onto her hands and knees and crawled over me. I raised a hand and ran it up her long leg to grope her ass. I wasn’t sure how she would respond to my touch but was relieved when she looked at me and winked.

She continued her course over my naked body and parted my sisters legs and lying between them on her stomach. I sat up to see what she was doing and nearly busted a load right then and there.

My curly haired voyeur lowered her face to Tori’s pussy, grabbed her friends ass as I had, and began licking the cum cocktail seeping from my sister’s vagina.

“Oh god!” Tori blurted out as soon as Hayley’s tongue touched her.

“Close. But just me,” Hayley said before diving back into her morning meal.

Tori whipped her head around and looked at me. Her eyes opened wide and I swear she was about to say something. All I heard were moans and gasps, and a few curses thrown in for good measure.

My dick was once again hard enough to pound nails.

I got off the bed and took a seat in the room’s armchair, it was conveniently placed facing the bed and I had a wonderful view of Hayley as she ate my little sisters pussy from behind. It had been some time since I’d had to take care of myself–and I could have gotten Tori to do it for me–but as I watched the totally erotic scene before me, I couldn’t help but stroke myself.

By my age I was well versed in the art of jerking myself off, and with the visual stimulation before me, I knew it wouldn’t take me long. I brought myself to the verge of cumming multiple times but each one I held back with extreme willpower as I wanted to cum with my sister.

Finally, I–and the other two–were rewarded when my baby sister, the squirter, let loose another of her impressive orgasms, this time spraying Hayley. Her pale friend didn’t seem to mind as my sister gushed all over her mouth and down her chin, she seemed to enjoy it.

‘Hayley is a bit of a freak,’ I thought to myself.

That thought vanished once my own climax hit me. It wasn’t as impressive as earlier, nor the night before, but I still shot a decent sized load of my seed onto my stomach. I squeezed the last few drops from my spent cock and sunk into the armchair.

Hayley didn’t seem to be done though, she licked and sucked at my sister for a few minutes more before standing up and striding across the room to me. Watching her walk towards me was making my heart thump and even managed to get a twitch from my dick.

“Would you like me to clean you up?” She asked. Stopping in front of me.

Immediately I wanted to scream ‘YES!’ but then I thought about what she said last night, then I thought again on my situation, and went back to ‘YES!’

“Yes,” I said calmly, instead of screaming it.

The pale skinned sex maniac knelt between my spread legs, placed her hands on my thighs, and stretched up to my face. He lips brushed mine, and we shared a brief kiss before she began disposing of my seed.

She licked across my chest, down my stomach, across my pelvis and even between my thigh and groin where a little bit had trickled. I was sure if I just hadn’t blown my load twice within half an hour, I’d be rock hard again. Once she was done and all that was left to be cleaned was my cock, she looked at me and licked her lips. Before I could say she didn’t have to do that, she placed her tongue at the base of my cock and dragged it up my shaft.

I let out a low moan as her warm, wet tongue slid across my only semi-hard dick, taking the tip into her mouth at the apex of her travels. She sucked on the tip for a few moments before letting it go with an audible pop.

“Thank you…Hayley.” I was truly at a loss for words.

“You’re welcome,” she said, with a lustful glint in her eyes.

She got to her feet, stretched her slim body–an activity which drew Tori’s attention as well as my own–then sighed contently.

“I might go take a shower,” she announced to the room with a satisfied smile.

Hayley strode from the room naked–like it was the most ordinary of circumstances–leaving me with my younger sibling, both of us drained and sexually satisfied.

I studied Tori’s naked body as she studied mine, and we both started laughing at the same time. I had no idea what we were laughing at but there we were, naked, well fucked, and laughing.

“Come on Tor. Let’s go get cleaned up. I’m sure Hayley won’t mind sharing the shower.”

I stood up and crossed the room to the bed to help my sister up; she’d taken the brunt of the sexual activities in the last twelve or so hours and I could tell she was a little unsteady on her legs. We embraced and kissed for a long moment while I fondled her firm ass before leaving the sex stench filled room.

When we entered the bathroom, Hayley was already showering, I led Tori into the cubicle without a second thought. Our curly haired voyeur was standing in the middle of the shower. The multitude of water jets already had her soaked, her long dark ringlets hung heavy from the water and clung to her pale flesh. She looked to us both when we entered, and smiled, beckoning Tori and I to come close.

I didn’t need any further encouragement and eagerly approached her.

Hayley had a washcloth in one hand and was squirting shower gel onto it from a bottle that was hanging from the wall, but instead of washing herself she stepped closer to me and began running the cloth across my chest. Tori joined her with a second cloth and both girls began cleaning my body.

My little sister worked on my back and arms while her friend ran the soapy cloth across my chest and stomach. The close proximity to the naked girls and their hands on my flesh had the desired effect, and before long my dick was bobbing as it pulsed to life. I doubt I could muster the energy to go another round right now–Tori probably needed a rest too–but I still enjoyed the feeling as the girls cleaned my body.

Next, my sister was running her washcloth over my ass and gave me a playful smack. She spent a little more time than necessary cleaning my butt, though I’d have done the same to her.

Hayley reached my groin and washed around my semi-hard cock, making sure my hips and thighs were nice and clean. I was about to offer to clean my dick myself but before I could offer, she took me in her hand. She was gentle and thorough, running the warm soapy cloth along my length and making sure to massage the suds into my testicles. The whole ordeal was incredibly erotic and relaxing, and over sooner than I’d hoped.

But then it was their turn.

“Your turn,” I said to my curly haired shower buddy. She smiled and handed me the cloth before turning around, shaking her perky ass at me. I added more gel to the cloth and began working down her back and spent a generous amount of time on her perfect little butt. As Hayley turned around so I could do her front, Tori joined in, rubbing her freshly soaped cloth across her friends hips and stomach while I made sure her tits were clean.

I avoided trying to wash her privates as she had mine–we’d gone further than we originally meant too, and I didn’t want to push it–but my sister didn’t have such noble virtues. Hayley gasped as my baby sister soaped between her legs and replaced the cloth with her free hand. Hayley’s fingers clung to my arm as her friend played with her pussy. There wasn’t much else I could do, so I went back to cleaning her tits.

One small, shuddering climax later it was Tori’s turn. She winced a little when Hayley went to repay the favour, so her friend simply smiled and went about her task of cleaning my younger sister’s naked body. Watching the two of them so close together was really turning me on, and I hoped to high hell I could have a repeat of the last twelve hours sometime soon.

Once all clean, the three of us left the shower and I handed towels around. The girls helped dry me off, and I them, stopping to kiss Tori a few times. Once done I was even surprised by Hayley when she circled her arms around my neck and pulled me into a kiss. I grabbed her hips and pulled her against my chest, and we locked lips for a solid minute.

“Thanks for last night,” she said once we separated. “And this morning,” she added with a wink.

Then she turned to my sister and they exchanged an equally passionate kiss.

“So, who’s hungry?” I asked the girls.

They both eyed my naked body and grinned. I rolled my eyes and left the bathroom–which drew a fit of giggles from the girls. I was grinning like a fool as I walked into the hallway, still naked as the day I was born. Before moving back home I would never have been confident enough in myself to strut about the house naked, and it felt good.

Just as I entered the main living area, I heard the front door click. It took me a moment to realize what the sound was. I ducked back into the hallway just in time as the door swung inward.

I chanced a peek around the corner and spotted my parents entering the kitchen, each with a luggage bag in tow, sounding like they were arguing about something.

“Shit!” I whispered to myself.

Just then Hayley and Tori came out of the bathroom, laughing loudly. I motioned for them to keep their voices down, but it was too late.

“Tori dear. Is that you?” My mother yelled out.

My sister’s face paled and even Hayley looked a little concerned. I acted before I could think and pushed past the girls into the bathroom. They’d left their towels hanging up–preferring to stride about naked to tease me–so I snatched them up and tossed them out the door. Hayley caught them and passed one to my sister. In seconds, the girls were wrapped in towels, and I darted across the hallway into my room. I gently closed the door just as I heard my mother at the hallway entrance.

“Oh, hello Hayley. Lovely to see you,” my mother said cheerily.

“Good to see you too Mrs Parks,” Hayley replied.

“Oh don’t. Call me Melissa already,” my mother replied. She sounded close and I assumed she’d walked down to meet and hug the girls.

My mother was still quite young–only in her mid-forties–and I guessed she enjoyed befriending Tori’s friends. When we were younger, my mother and sister were inseparable, she was always taking Tori and her friends out shopping and treating them like they were her own. It only made sense that as my sister became a woman, it would still happen.

“Sure thing, Melissa,” Hayley said.

“How are you darling?” I heard my mother ask my sister.

“I’m great mum. You and dad are home early,” my sister commented.

“Yeeeaahh. Your father insisted he had to come home for work,” my mother replied. I could almost hear her eyes rolling.

“Hello sweetie,” I heard my dad’s voice come down the hallway.

“Hey daddy. Did you bring me anything?” Tori replied in her usual bubbly tone for when she dealt with our father.

“I did dear. Get dressed and meet me in the living room, I’m assuming your brother is here already?” He sounded flat when he brought me up. I really didn’t know what I’d done to make him so disinterested in me as a child–and again as an adult–but I really didn’t care now, I’d find a place of my own and then Tori could come visit. Maybe Hayley and Vicky too.

“Yeah. He’s still in bed,” my sister replied.

“Typical,” my father responded. “Well. Wake him up before you come out, and baby, put some clothes on, it’s not appropriate for your brother to see you like that.”

I heard footsteps going towards the living room and then my bedroom door opened. Tori came in and quickly closed the door.

“Holy shit that was close!” She said in a whisper.

I crossed the room, took her in my arms and kissed her. She eagerly returned the kiss and dropped her towel, giving me free roam of her body.

“I love you so much, Tori,” I said once we came up for air.

“I love you too Jason,” she replied. I stared into her beautiful brown eyes for a moment, then kissed her gently on the lips.

“Things are going to be harder now. But I won’t let anyone get between us,” I said.

My baby sister smiled, then pressed her cheek against my chest. We stood there for a few minutes, just enjoying the feel of each other.

“You better get dressed. I’ll do the same and meet you out there,” I said after more than enough time had passed. She pouted, then smiled before kissing me again. My naked sister opened the door–glanced down the hallway–then after wiggling her behind at me she made a nudie run to her room.

I chuckled to myself, closed my door, and got dressed.

Chapter 11.

I dressed quickly and snuck out to the hot tub to gather up the alcohol and empties from the night before, along with my discarded clothes. I didn’t want my parents seeing the mess and start asking questions. After depositing of the evidence in my room, I caught up with everyone else in the dining area. Dad was sitting at the head of the table as usual, with my mum to his right and Tori opposite our mother, but I couldn’t see Hayley anywhere.

A hand groping my butt caused me to jump, and I spun around to see the pale skin beauty wearing her dress from the night before.

“I’m heading off. Lucy is picking me up,” she said, then gave me a hug, followed by a kiss on the cheek. “We should catch up again soon.”

“Yeah. Definitely,” I replied with a grin.

“Bye Tori. Bye Mr and Mrs Parks,” she called out to my family.

My sister bounded over to her friend and gave her a big hug while my parents said their farewells from where they sat.

I watched Hayley leave and admired her backside right up until the doors closed behind her, then headed to the dining table and took the seat on the opposite end of the table from my father.

I wasn’t sure what I expected from my parents, they hadn’t even come to greet me yet–not that I expected them to–so I sat in silence and waited for my father to make the first move.

“Good to see you Jason,” my old man said after a few minutes.

“You too Dad,” I replied.

Looking at my father as he sat there, I could see where I got a lot of my looks from. His hair was mostly grey–though he wasn’t even fifty–but we shared the same hairline, nose and jaw. My sister resembled our mother strongly; both were short and had darker hair, but Tori had always been told she had our father’s eyes.

I studied my mother objectively for a minute. Yeah, she did share her looks with my baby sister, and I thought I might even find her attractive since I’d already passed the hurdle of incest. But I didn’t. She wasn’t Tori.

“How was your trip?” I asked, mostly to break the silence.

“It was adequate,” he replied.

He seemed to be studying me, like I was a dog about to do a trick and he didn’t want to miss it. It made me a little uneasy. My mother sat quietly, though she had her phone stuck to her hand as usual. I swear she was born in the wrong generation.

“So, what’s up?” I asked after a few long minutes of awkward silence.

“I was going to talk to you two individually but since you’re both here…” My father pulled a car key from his pocket. For a second, I thought he knew I’d been driving his car but quickly realized it was a different key. He placed it in front of my sister with a warm smile.

“An early birthday present darling,” my father added.

Tori jumped out of her chair and ran around the table to hug our father, squealing with delight. Our mother looked on adoringly with a big smile, then got to her feet. She rounded the table and hugged my sister when she was done squeezing the life out of our old man.

“Come on honey. Let’s go for a drive,” my mum said. The two women passed me on their way to the door, and I could tell Tori wanted to give me a hug–possibly more–but with our parents here, it was probably best we kept a healthy distance. My mother however did stop, she placed a hand on my shoulder and gave me a smile. It even looked genuine.

“Good to see you again Jason.” She leaned down and gave me a quick hug. “Hayley is a good catch dear,” she whispered into my ear.

She gave me another smile and then her and my sister were out the door, I chuckled inwardly about my mother reading what passed between Hayley and myself wrong. Sure, I found Hayley incredibly attractive and she was an amazing girl, and I would have dated her in a heartbeat. But after my recent adventures, I wasn’t looking to settle on one girl. Tori had made it abundantly clear she was fine sharing me, and I’d be a fool to pass that up. But it was probably a good thing that my parents saw my interest in other women, instead of finding out about their children having sex.

My father standing brought me out of my mind, and a lifetime of having propriety drilled into me by the stern man had me getting to me feet with him.

“Come with me,” he said.

I kept quiet and followed my father upstairs and into his office. I hadn’t been in here yet, even during Tori’s and my sex marathon around the apartment. A massive mahogany desk sat against the windowed wall with a comfy looking leather chair behind it. A small circular coffee table sat off to one side, flanked by two brown leather armchairs. Along one wall was an enormous floor to ceiling bookcase that ran the length of the wall, leather bound copies of law books, encyclopedias, and other works of fiction and fact lined the shelves. Some might think that my father bought these books purely for decoration, but they’d be wrong. Each volume on these shelves was unique to the ones downstairs, and it likely that he’d read them all.

My father motioned for me to take one of the armchairs around the coffee table, so I did. He went over to a small wooden bar that was lined with bottles and glass decanters, and taking two scotch glasses, he poured three fingers of an unknown amber liquid into them and carried them to me. I took the one he offered, and he took his seat. He hadn’t taken a drink yet, so I refrained from doing so as well.

I was still feeling a little dusty from the night before, but the mornings activities and the erotic shower had helped immensely. I was just thankful we woke up when we did and not five minutes later.

“I want to offer you a job,” my father said after a few minutes of silence. He’d crossed one leg over the other and rested his glass on his knee. I could never pull off that sitting position, so I simply cradled my glass in both hands.

“Doing what? I didn’t study law,” I said.

“I am well aware of what you didn’t study,” he replied.

What I studied at University was a touchy topic for my father and I, he wanted me to learn law and follow in his footsteps. Instead I did computer programming and software design, my plan was to become a videogame designer. That plan kind of backfired when I realized how hard it was to get into the industry, so I ended up working for the government, getting any technical support job I could. It paid well and the work was easy, but I had to deal with a lot of stupid people. I still helped program small indie games from time to time for fun, but it didn’t pay the bills.

“I want you to be my assistant. You’ll get a steady income, and you can learn about the firm. If you decide you’d like to be more involved, I’ll pay for you to go back to University. If not, then you can continue working for me until you find something more to your liking.” He finally took a sip from his drink. I was suddenly aware of how early it was in the day and I wondered if he’d find it rude if I put the drink down. I decided to just hold it.

I mulled over my father’s offer. He’d always wanted me to work with him and take over the firm one day, so the offer wasn’t new, but his terms were. I could work for him for as long as needed until I found work I was suited to or enjoyed more.

My father’s generous nature was strange; I was accustomed to my old man ruling with an iron fist–his way or no way.

“I could leave whenever I want?” I asked.

“Of course,” he replied.

“What would be required of me as your assistant?” I added.

“Mostly you’d manage my schedule, organize my meetings, and help with the day to day running of the firm. Most of my clientele are high end now, so you wouldn’t have a great deal of work in the day to day of the firm. But you would be required to sit in on my meetings, not as my assistant, but as my son.”

I understood what he wanted of me now, he was playing to my non-committal side–giving me a job that I needed now, in the hopes that I would stick around. If I stayed, then attending all my meetings with my father would at least get my face out to all his clients. If I didn’t, then he could just say it wasn’t for me. He was truly a smart man.

“I think I can manage that,” I answered. I finally took a sip of my drink.

“Good. Because I can’t deal with an assistant who tries to sleep with my daughter,” my old man added. I half choked on the smoky liquor, barely stopping myself from spitting it out like a cartoon character.

“Careful boy. That’s three hundred dollars a bottle,” my dad said with a chuckle.

I took a moment to let myself cough up the alcohol that had gone down the wrong way. I didn’t drink much and was especially unused to strong liquor.

“What do you mean?” I asked when I finally got my coughing under control.

“My last assistant thought it was a good idea to pursue your sister. I had to let him go,” he said without an ounce of remorse. I took another sip of my drink–a small one–to give me a reason to not say anything right away. Inwardly I smiled at the thought of my old man only hiring me because he wouldn’t have to deal with a young man chasing his attractive daughter, only to have his own son bending her over the kitchen counter each morning. I glanced to his massive desk and had our next spot picked out.

“Well. I’m glad you’re keeping an eye out for Tori,” I said as neutrally as possible.

“I’ll expect you to, now that you’re home,” he added sternly.

I smiled at the thought of how well I’ve been keeping an eye on my little sister since I came home, I enjoyed keeping my eyes on her. I quickly cleaned the smile off my face, so my father didn’t suspect anything.

“It’s settled then. You can start next week,” my father said, downing his drink in one gulp.

“You’ll need a suit. I suspect you’ll have the funds for that?” He asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Yeah. My redundancy package was sizable,” I replied.

“Good. I’ll supply you with one of the company cars, damages come out of your pay,” he finished with his stern, no-nonsense tone. I nodded my reply and stood when he did. I hadn’t finished my drink, so I downed it–less gracefully than my old man had–and placed the glass on the coffee table.

My father held his hand out to me and I almost didn’t know what to do; he’d never shown any kind of affection towards me as I was a child. He spurned my hobbies and thought I screwed around too much, and after meeting my grandfather I saw where he got it from. The old coot was a gruff as they come, and if my grandma could be believed, he was ten times harder on his son than my old man was with me.

“Thanks Dad. I won’t let you down,” I said, taking his hand in mine.

“Let’s hope not,” was all he said.

The fact he hadn’t immediately expected me to fuck shit up was a win in itself, maybe life back home wasn’t going to a difficult as I imagined.

He mentioned he had some work to do–clients to call and meetings to arrange–so I left his office and headed downstairs. The kitchen and living areas were eerily quiet; I hadn’t spent much time alone since I’d come back, and I wasn’t sure what to do. I could wait for Tori, but with our parents’ home, it wasn’t like we could sneak off and get freaky with one another, and with Dad home now I was without a car until he gave me the work one.

So I did what I was so used to doing.

I grabbed my laptop, a bag of Doritos, and bottle of cola and headed to my room. As soon as I walked into the guest room I’d taken for myself I realized I had to do something about the mess. The bed still had a wet spot from where my little sister had climaxed, and the sheets were generally wet since we hadn’t dried off after the hot tub last night. Plus, the room really smelled of sex.

I opened the window and stripped the sheets off the bed, the mattress was damp, so I threw a towel over the spot to help it dry. I wasn’t worried about sleeping on it once it dried, and I just hoped I could convince my parents it wasn’t my sister I had screaming in pleasure on my bed. Maybe they’d assume Hayley. Also, my parents had drilled into us from a young age to take care of ourselves. Cleaning our own clothes and sheets and washing our own dishes, so it wouldn’t be abnormal behaviour for me to do my own laundry. The wine and beer bottles I stuffed into my closet until I could dispose of them without suspicion.

While both Tori and I were of legal age to drink, I didn’t want my parents asking who I was drinking with and why. It was still their home after all.

Evidence of wrongdoing sorted for now, I settled into my armchair for some much-needed gaming. For once since I got home, I didn’t have a raging erection.

A couple of hours later–done with gaming for now–I took my headset off and heard the chattering of women from the living room. I guessed my mother and sister were home. I checked the wet spot on the bed and determined it was dry enough now, I’d make my bed later tonight.

I set my laptop on the bedside table and headed out to the living room to see what everyone was up to. I wasn’t only greeted by my mother and little sister, but Vicky and her twin sister Liz were sitting on the couch chatting with my mum. Tori was sitting on the floor at her friends feet.

When I came out of the hallway, four sets of eyes locked onto me with different expressions. Vicky had her usual lustful look, Tori matched it closely but hid it better, my mother offered a cool smile and Liz frowned. I really didn’t know what the fuck her problem was.

“Hey ladies,” I said cheerily as I descended the steps. Vicky–as usual–bounded over to me and hugged me tightly. Kissing me with as much tongue as she always did, uncaring who was watching.

“Hey Jason,” she said when she finally released me.

“Good to see you Vicky,” I replied. I leaned in closer and spoke in a softer tone. “You feeling better today?” She simply smiled, nodded and took her place next to her redheaded sister.

That’s when my mother decided she needed to play Miss nosey.

“Does Hayley know about that?” She asked, pointing between Vicky and myself.

Liz and Vicky both looked at me and my sister looked like she was suppressing a laugh.

“Hayley?” Liz asked.

“Yeah. Hayley. Pale girl, curly hair. You know her, right?” My mother asked.

“Yes. We all do. But what about her?” The tall redhead asked.

“Well we got back today as you know, and I noticed those two were quite close.” She looked my way and raised an eyebrow as if to say, “explain yourself.”

“Well, Hayley and I are just friends,” I replied before anyone else could hurl an accusation. Vicky looked like she was enjoying my torment, as did Tori. My mother looked at me interestingly and Liz had her usual frown directed at me. She probably knew about me and her sister and expected me to only be with her, even though we’d never once spoken about being exclusive.

“We should talk about this Jason,” Vicky said, sounding serious and a little scary. Her demeanour changed so quickly, her face looked serious and determined in a way I’d never seen from the blonde girl.

“Ahh…okay,” I stammered.

Before anyone could interject, Vicky crossed the room, grabbed me by the arm and dragged me down the hallway and into my room. I was twice as big as the curvy blonde, but she still managed to muscle me through the door, slamming it shut behind her.

“Vicky…I don’t–” I tried to explain, but she cut me off with a rough kiss. She ripped my shirt off and hers followed right after it. Before I knew it, she had my pants down and my cock in her mouth, moaning around my shaft as it grew to its full length inside her mouth.

“I love feeling a dick grow hard,” she said once I was erect and she’d released her lip lock. “So satisfying to feel exactly when a guy is getting turned on. Especially when it’s yours.” She took me in her mouth again and my knees nearly buckled when I slid down her throat. I had no idea what the fuck was going on, but I wasn’t going to stop it.

After a minute of deep throating my dick, Vicky stood up and stripped her shorts off, then her bra and panties. She shoved me hard and I fell back into my armchair, then the blonde vixen straddled my hips and impaled herself on my rod.

I was so used to being in charge with her that she’d totally taken me by surprise; I guessed she must have been really horny.

“About Hayley,” I started to say, but she cut me off with a rough kiss.

“After,” was all she said.

Then she started rocking her hips, urgently pressing herself down. I grabbed her wide hips and began thrusting into my lover, each time pulling her hips down, drawing a gasp from the gorgeous woman. Her tits swayed enticingly in front of me and I couldn’t help but grab on, squeezing her large fun-bags and sucking her erect nipples into my mouth. She was quieter than she had been during previous sessions, and I guessed she was making an effort not to alert everyone in the next room to what we were doing.

Vicky was a wiz with her hips; she had me approaching climax far sooner than I’d expected, and her short breaths made me think she was close too.

“I’m real close,” I gasped.

“Me too. Let me know before you cum,” she replied though moans.

I nodded, and only thirty seconds later I tapped her leg. “Now,” I managed to get out.

Quick as a flash, Vicky was off my lap and kneeling between my legs, one hand stroking my slick shaft and the other between her legs, rubbing herself urgently. The timing was perfect because as soon as her lips wrapped around my tip, I exploded into my blonde lover’s mouth. My toes curled and I gripped fistfuls of her hair as I emptied my balls into Vicky’s mouth as she climaxed as well. She must have been holding back because as soon as I spilled my seed into her wonderful mouth, she moaned around my cock and let out a muffled scream as her body trembled. I pumped my cock between her lips and let out a loud sigh as the last drop of my sperm was sucked free from me.

Vicky recovered much quicker than I did and stayed kneeling, cock in hand, and slurped at it like it was her favourite ice cream.

“Holy fuck,” I managed to get out.

“Mmmm yes.” She took me in her mouth again and sucked hard on my tip before letting it pop from between her juicy lips.

“Now. Tell me about Hayley,” she said with a serious look on her face.

“And Tori,” she added with a devious grin.

Chapter 12.

The cheeky look on my lover’s face softened the impact of her mentioning my sister. I had guessed from all the looks she’d given Tori and me and the amount of times she’d caught me checking my baby sister that she wouldn’t care what we did. The light in her eyes only confirmed it.

“I’ve been fucking my sister, and last night, Hayley watched,” I said confidently.

“That’s so hot,” she said in reply. Vicky straddled my hips again–grinding her moist pelvis against my deflating cock–and kissed me. My hands roamed her body as we made out and I was even rewarded with a gasp into my mouth as I slapped her juicy ass. We made out for a few minutes until I was rock hard again, then I picked my lover up and carried her over to the bed. There were still no sheets down but neither of us cared, I laid her out and fucked her again. Vicky climaxed right before me and I pulled out, emptying my load onto her toned stomach.

“So, are you going to fuck all of my friends?” My lover asked me after we’d cleaned up and dressed.

“Maybe,” I said with a chuckle. Images of Lucy dirty dancing with me and out short make out session flashed, and I smiled.

“Well. I don’t mind,” the blonde vixen said with a shrug. “They’re all babes and this is one magic cock.”

She stepped forward and ran her hand over my groin.

“What about Tori?” I asked.

“What about her?” She replied.

“You don’t care that I’m fucking my sister?” I added. She seemed not to care but I wanted her to say it.

“No. I know you two love one another and I wouldn’t want to stop that.” She gave me and smile and a quick kiss. “Besides. I’ve never seen Tori so happy since you got home. Just don’t forget me,” she finished with a wink.

“I would never dream of forgetting about you Vicky,” I said with a chuckle. It was true too, she was so gorgeous and sexual, most guys would chop off their left nut for a night with her.

“By the way,” I asked, remembering something. “What’s up with Liz? She seems to hate me.”

“Don’t worry about her,” Vicky sighed. “She’s just not trusting of guys. I think she might actually be into girls.”

“Well I want to be friends with her. I just don’t know how to get on her good side,” I added.

“Just give her time. Maybe flash your magic dick,” my lover suggested with a wink.

I faked a sigh and Vicky laughed at me.

“We should probably get back out there. There’s no chance they think we aren’t up to anything in here,” I said, checking the time. We’d been in here for over half an hour.

“Probably a good idea,” Vicky replied.

We shared a quick kiss before leaving my room, everyone was still in the living room when we entered, and my father had joined them. Sitting between my sister and mother on the couch. Liz looked up first when we came in, frowned, and looked thoughtful. Tori gave me a sly smile while our parents weren’t looking.

“Well you two certainly took your time,” my mother said with a raised eyebrow as we took a seat on the couch beside Liz–Vicky seated herself between us.

“Just straightening things out Melissa,” my blonde lover replied.

My mother nodded but didn’t say anymore. My dad actually looked proud when I looked his way, giving me so subtle of a nod that I wondered if I’d imagined it.

My family sat around for the next hour talking with the twins, catching up and showing photos from their trip. After a respectable amount of time passed, my father stood and bid the ladies a good night.

“Jason. Let’s go have a chat,” He said before walking towards the stairs, not waiting for me. I said my goodbyes to Vicky and Liz and followed my father. He was in his study again–where he seemed to spend most of his time at home–with a glass in each hand. He handed me one when I approached.

“So, Vicky and Hayley,” he said whilst he looked out the window, admiring the view.

“Yeah. Kinda,” I replied.

To my surprise he actually smiled. It was a half-smile, unnoticeable to anyone who didn’t know the man.

“Dangerous games you play my boy,” he added before taking a sip of his drink.

“Well…Hayley and I haven’t done anything. She has a boyfriend,” I replied, and took a drink of the strong liquor.

My father laughed at my words, he actually laughed. I’d rarely seen this man smile, let alone laugh with any kind of mirth. I always imagined he would have a cartoon villain laugh, twirling his non-existent moustaches while doing so. I was learning more and more about my family in the short time I’d been home.

I swirled my glass for a moment while I tried to collect my thoughts. I wanted to talk to my father about what had changed, why was he being a father to me now when he never had before. The issue I was presented with was I knew he could be prickly, if I offended him by calling him out on being a bad father when I was younger it might sour his mood towards me now.

“Something on our mind Jason?” he asked.

I looked up to see him studying me, his neutral face void of any thoughts or feelings.

“Dad…I need to ask you something,” I said.

“Go ahead. You know I always want honesty over anything else,” he replied.

“Why were you so distant with me?” I asked simply.

There was a long silence, so long I considered just leaving and cutting my losses. But before I could finally make the choice, my father spoke.

“First off, I’d like to apologize,” he said–words I never imagined hearing from him ever. “You were different to myself when I was your age. That’s not a bad thing, but I didn’t know how to handle it at the time.” He took another sip of his drink and I waited for him to continue.

“You know my father was a tough man, and I never wanted to be like him. But here I am.” He turned to face me, placing a hand on my shoulder. “You were different. You were incredibly smart as a boy and you always wanted to do things your way. For a man raised how I was, I found it difficult to accept that.”

“Pop was always do as I say or piss off,” I cut in, causing my father to smile and chuckle.

“That he was. But I’m done being like him, he is a bitter old man that doesn’t even have the love of his children.” He paused for a moment before continuing. “I wanted you to be more like me, as my father did when he raised me. But maybe I should be more like you.”

His words truly shocked me. I’d gone away hating my father, my sister and feeling indifferent about my mother, not caring if I saw any of them again. But I’d come home to a sister who had secretly loved me and a father who–because of his upbringing–struggled to tell me how he felt. I think I was going to enjoy being home.

I placed my drink on his desk and hugged my old man. He laughed before returning the embrace.

“I take it this means you forgive me,” he said once our manly hug had ended.

“Of course dad, but can I ask…what made you decide to do this now?” I asked.

“Your sister. She missed you terribly after you left and blamed me for you leaving, and she helped me see that while you may not be the son I expected, you’re the son I have, and nothing can replace you.”

I fought to keep my tears at bay, and I could see my old man was a little teary eyed himself. As little as we were alike, neither of us would actually cry in someone else’s presence.

“I’m glad to be home,” I said.

“I’m glad you are too son,” he replied.

“Oh btw…I drove your car,” I confessed.

“I know. I told your sister you could,” he replied.

“What…she told me too but said…” I cut myself off and started laughing. I’d have to get her back for this.

“I’m glad you two are getting along,” my old man said with a smile.

“Now I just have to see if I can get along with mum,” I replied.

“Good luck with that,” my father said with a chuckle. “Let me know when you do, I’m still trying to figure out how.”

We laughed together and finished our drinks. I took his and my glass to refill them and we seated ourselves to chat and catch up. He even whipped out the good cigars.

At around 10:00pm my father called it a night, saying he couldn’t keep up with someone so young these days, even though he’d drank twice as much as I did. We said our goodnights and he told me his study was now mine, that I could use it for peace and quiet whenever I wanted. We hugged once more and then my old man was gone, I sat down at his desk and swirled my unfinished drink.

I only sat there for a few minutes, right up until I heard my parents fucking in the next room. My mother had a set of lungs on her and my dad must have really been giving it to her because the bed was slamming against the adjacent wall with a steady, rhythmic pounding. I downed my drink and quickly left the study to head downstairs; the apartment was surprisingly sound-proof and the noises of my parental lovemaking was diminished in the living room. I guessed it would be gone completely in the bedrooms.

With both of my parents indisposed, I decided I needed some quality sibling time with my little sister.

As I walked down the hallway, I saw the light under her bedroom door. I smiled to myself and pushed it open and was greeted by my smiling sister as she lay on her stomach, phone in hand.

She looked up to me over her black rimmed glasses. She was dressed in simple cotton shorts and small tank top–the like of which she usually wore to bed–which left her toned abs exposed. Her hair was freshly brushed and pulled back into a ponytail that would hang down to her perfectly toned butt. She really was a beauty.

“Hey you,” she said when our eyes met.

“Hey you too,” I replied. “What are you up to?”

“Just chatting with Vicky,” she said, wiggling her phone.

“About me I’m hoping?” I added as I crossed the room and sat on the edge of her bed.

“She told me she knows and is happy so share,” Tori said after I seated myself.

“Looks like things are gonna work out,” I rested my hand on her lower back and my sister gave me a happy smile.

“Yeah. I’m glad,” Tori wiggled closer to me and pressed her body against my leg. “I love you Jason.”

“I love you too Tori,” I replied.

I grabbed her phone gently and placed it on the bedside table, then I rolled my baby sister onto her back and moved over her. She spread her legs for me, and I lowered my body over her, hovering my mouth just above hers.

“We probably shouldn’t,” my sister said with a touch of disappointment in her tone.

“It’s fine,” I whispered, and kissed her softly. “Mum and Dad are in bed,” I kissed her jaw, then her neck. “and they’re not sleeping.”

Tori moaned each time my lips pressed her soft skin, her hands roamed up my back, already pulled at my shirt.

“Kind of gross to think about,” she said.

“And fucking your brother isn’t?” I replied.

We both paused our kissing and touching and started laughing like two siblings laughing at some inside joke only they knew. I knew my baby sister would never be a sibling like most had and I didn’t want her to be; I loved her, and I wanted to make love to her. So, I did just that.

I kissed her fully on the lips, which she now returned with gusto. I couldn’t do much with my hands as I was holding myself over her, but her hands had my shirt off in a flash and her lips moved back to mine. Then my baby sister and I broke apart and stripped down to our birthday suits. We didn’t care about looking sexy while we did it, or who did what when it came to getting naked. We just needed to feel one another.

As expected, my sister was well and truly lubricated for me and I slipped into her easily. Out of all the positions we’d experienced together, I enjoy missionary the most with my gorgeous sister.

Fucking her from behind was amazing, and so was having her on top, but I loved being above her and looking into her eyes as I entered her.

I did just that, slipping my length into my sister’s tight, wet tunnel. Her legs wrapped around my waist and her hands clung to my back as I rocked my pelvis into her with smooth, slow motions. We both felt the mood of one another, and we weren’t just fucking, we were making love now. Gone was our frantic race to make the other climax and exhaust ourselves in the process, now we simply enjoyed the feel of one another. Her skin felt like it was on fire and her vagina gripped and groped at my cock with every pass through her. I couldn’t get enough of her body, her touch.

We kissed almost non-stop during our love making session, our tongues constantly lapping at the others, only stopping when I kissed or nibbled on her neck.

An hour later I was filling her womb as she shuddered, her pulsing tunnel milking me for all I was worth. All the while we moaned into one another’s mouths.

We fell asleep with me spooning my baby sister, my semi hard cock nestled between her thighs and my arms wrapped about her naked body. I had worries that my parents might catch us, but they were dashed when I refused to let anything ruin this night.

Hours later I woke to my baby sister sucking me hard and mounting me for one hell of a midnight ride.

That was the first time I was glad for the apartment’s soundproofing, and there would be many more.