Disclaimer: This story is fictional. If you have read the previous eight chapters, you have a general idea of what to expect. This is a shorter story as I got backed up and want to get something up so instead of having a very long Part 9, you will get a short chapter with a long Part 10. I apologize for this chapter taking longer to complete than expected.
And to adress the negative comments I have gotten since the last update...This is MY story and I will continue to write this series the way I like it. If you do not like the story, don't read it. Simple as that.
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I was finally home. It was an eventful weekend for me after spending some special time with both Ashley and Ariana. I had to drive a friend out down to California on Sunday afternoon and I've been on the road ever since. I won't get into the details but let's just say it was something important. I was sleep deprived, sick of sitting down and unhappily sober. I just want to get inside, smoke a joint and sleep all day.
As I was pulling in the driveway, I saw Carly's car parked by the sidewalk. Not surprising as she is always here when I go away. Her roommate Amanda is not that great of a person, even if she does have a nice pair of breasts on her.
"She better not be sleeping in my bed or I'll have to snuggle with my sister," I thought. I was too tired to worry about kicking her out of the bed.
I stepped through the door and saw an empty living room. I knew instantly that she was asleep in my bed. It was eight o'clock and she had never woken up before ten ever since she was kid. None of this mattered to me now; I just wanted to see my bed regardless of who was in it. I tossed my bag on the couch and walked into my room. It was only lit by the small amount of daylight peering through the blinds. I pulled my jeans off and slipped into the bed.
"Move over Carly." I said.
"Dan?" A familiar voice, that was not Carly's, asked.
I reached over and turned the lamp on. When I turned back, I had Taylor smiling at me.
"Taylor?" I leaned in and kissed her. It had been so long since I had seen her. "I missed you so much." I whispered.
"I missed you too baby." She said back.
I immediately noticed that she had straightened her hair since our last encounter. I also noticed that she was very naked.
"You look more beautiful than ever." I said.
"Can't you two be quiet?" A female voice said. I looked over Taylor's shoulder and saw my sister Carly, who also looked to be naked. "Hey bro." She said.
"Hi...what's going on here?" I asked.
"Well," Taylor started. "I came here yesterday to surprise you and I met your pretty sister. I walked in on her showering, she walked in on me masturbating...it just happened. I hope you aren't mad."
"How could I be mad?" I said, causing her to smile. "Anyone who gets to fuck you is a lucky person. You're a great lover." We kissed again.
"That she is." Carly said. "Your girlfriend can really make a girl feel good." She started to get up out of bed and looked back at me. "You can close your eyes, unless you want to see my tits."
My sister is a beautiful girl but she is still my sister so I focused back on Taylor and slowly made out as Carly got dressed and left the room.
"I really want to make love to you right now but I'm so tired." I told Taylor.
"It's okay baby, go to sleep. I'm not going anywhere until Thursday. We can have sex later." She kissed my cheek and sat up. "Goodnight."
I fell right asleep and slept for a good eight hours. I woke up around five o'clock in the afternoon to the light moaning sounds in a familiar voice. I got up and headed out to the kitchen where I saw Taylor and Carly sitting next to each other. It did not take a rocket scientist to tell that Carly had her hand up Taylor's skirt and was about to make her cum. I sat across from the girls and watched on as Taylor made the cutest faces.
"Cum for me baby girl," my sister told her.
"I'm cumming. Oh my fucking god I'm cumming!" Taylor leaned forward and screamed as her body convulsed and climaxed.
Taylor stared up at me and smiled as Carly rubbed her a few more times. When she was done, she pulled her fingers out and held them in front of me. I was cautious as it would feel weird to lick pussy juices off of my sister's finger.
"Come on bro, it's like when I used to make a cake and let you lick the frosting off my finger...except this is obviously much more delicious than frosting." I started forward and took her finger in my mouth, tasting the sweet scent of Taylor that I missed so much. I finished quickly and she pulled out. "Well, I'm heading back home so you two can have your own fun."
Carly gave me a kiss on the cheek before walking to Taylor and giving her a deep kiss on the lips. After seeing my sister leave, I turned back to Taylor but she was gone.
"Taylor?" I called out getting no answer.
Before I could ask again, I felt a hand reach into my underwear. I looked under the table and saw her with my rock hard cock in her hand.
"I missed this so much," she whispered as she gripped onto it and started stroking.
I sat back and enjoyed her touch for the first time in months. I had forgotten how talented she was at working a cock. I threw my head back and closed my eyes once I felt her warm, moist tongue press against my throbbing cockhead. Suddenly, the only sound that could be heard in the kitchen was that of her slobbering around my meat.
Taylor suckled on my cock for several seconds until she pulled it out and yanked my underwear down. As she took it back in her mouth, I pulled my shirt off and flung it across the room. She looked up at me and smiled when she saw my completely nude body.
I remained still for several minutes as she continued to work my cock like a pro. Her tongue touched every inch of it but mainly focused on the throbbing tip. After five minutes, I was surprised that I had not yet filled her throat with my thick cream. Just as I thought this, I felt my balls tighten up and an intense feeling of pleasure build within me. When she gave my balls a light squeeze, it pushed me to the edge.
"Here it comes," I told her.
Taylor pulled my cock out of her mouth and started stroking me very quickly. She held it just inches from her face with her mouth closed. Her bright hazel eyes peeked up at me from under the table, causing her to smile. As soon as her lips formed the smile, I shot out my first string of creamy cum onto her beautiful face. The long string landed on her, reaching from her forehead down to her upper lip. More shots fired out of my gun, spraying more long strands of cum all over her face. By the time I finished ejaculating, her face was painted with my seed from the top of her blonde hair down to the long drip hanging from her chin. She popped her tongue out and gently licked my sensitive cockhead, cleaning any remaining cum from it.
