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.
