An unexpected night turns into an unexpected and explosive morning.
-- Last Friday --
"MEGAN!" Sandy shouts, "Get your ass up!"
I try to wake up, lying on my side, spooning Megan, with my arms wrapped around her. A blanket covers us. She must have gotten up and got us the blanket at some point during the night.
Megan mumbles something and waves Sandy away.
"Get up!" Sandy insists, "Mom's home!"
Megan bolts upright or tries to, but falls to the floor, taking the blanket with her. Groggy, I roll onto my back.
"She's in the shower," Sandy's voice is slightly calmer, "but she knocked on both our doors, and you didn't answer. You know she'll go in your room to wake you when she gets out."
"Fuck!" Megan jumps up and searches for her clothes.
The blanket is on the floor, and I'm lying naked on the couch. Not fully awake, I look past my morning wood and see Sandy standing at the end of the couch. Sleep is not letting go of my brain, and I don't care that I'm naked. The realization that Lori is in the house has not broken through the morning haze.
Sandy's eyes move between me and her frenzied sister pulling on her nightshirt. Megan pulls on her robe and looks around the floor for something else.
"Your slippers are by the desk," Sandy points toward the desk.
Megan hurries around her sister and slips her feet into her sister. She turns to head upstairs but turns and comes over to me.
"I'll see you later," Megan kisses me before leaving.
"Meg," Sandy says nonchalantly, "you should comb that cum out of your hair before Mom sees it."
"Fuck!" Megan groans, feeling a wad of dried cum in her hair, and runs up the stairs.
I remain half-asleep, lying on the couch. Sandy is laughing as she turns back toward me.
"I guess you guys had fun last night," Sandy laughs, "you woke me up around three."
I remember now. We woke up in the middle of the night and made love again. More accurately, Megan woke me up sucking my cock. Once I woke up, Megan mounted me and rode me through several orgasms before I came. She can be very loud with she cums. Afterward, Megan got us a blanket. Memories of last night start flooding into my brain. I smile, and my cock jumps in response. I glance up to see Sandy partially bent over and straightening up, her eyes on my naked body.
-- Maneater --
Sandy walks towards me and puts her foot on the couch, straddling my legs. Grasping my erection and stroking it, she pulls it upright. Looking me in the eye, Sandy takes it in her mouth, her lips sliding up and down my shaft.
"I can still taste Meg on you," she says, taking me out of her mouth.
Sandy moves forward until her hips are above mine. Holding my cock upright, she slowly lowers her hips until I feel her long, dark lips envelop my cockhead.
"What are you doing?" I am finally awake enough to speak.
"I think it's pretty obvious," she smiles, "it's been a few months since I played with one of these, and I don't see any reason to let it go to waste."
Sandy lowers her body, taking my cock deep into her tight cunt.
"But..." I try to say but groan as I feel myself slide inside her.
"A hard man is good to find," she laughs and moans softly. "It's your fault. I'm horny from listening to you two all fucking night. Hmm, or is that fucking all night."
"But... you said Lori is home," I grunt.
"We got a good fifteen minutes," she smiles, "should be enough time for me to cum."
Sandy looks at the expression on my face.
"If you can't cum by there," she laughs, "that's on you."
She laughs briefly, closing her eyes and moving up and down on my shaft. Feeling her warm, tight pussy envelop my cock wakes me up quickly. Sandy is taller than Megan but smaller in every other way. The feeling of her tight snatch moving up and down my shaft causes me to groan loudly.
"Hush," Sandy chastises me, "I prefer Megan not to know we did this."
"Uh-huh," I managed to acknowledge.
Sandy pulls off her nightshirt and throws it on the floor. Placing her left hand on the back of the couch, she steadies herself while she uses her other hand to rub her clit. She moves up and down in such a way as to create intense pleasure and stimulation. When she is down on me, she grinds her hips forward and back, but as Sandy's pussy slides up and down, she swivels her hips and moves in a circular motion. I've never had a woman do this before, and the feeling it creates is fantastic. Combined with the steady pulsations of her cunt muscles gripping my cock, every nerve ending is sensitized, and I know she will get me off sooner than later.
I start to moan loudly again but tamp it down. I slide my hands up Sandy's tan thighs and abdomen to her small breasts. Kneading her firm orbs with my fingers, I pinch and pull on her hard, dark nipples. Sandy hums in approval.
"Um, that's good," she softly moans. "You like this? Most guys do. It tends to make them cum quickly. And I need you to cum faster than you did when you fucked Mom; we've got ten, maybe fifteen minutes, max."
"Oh fuck," I grunt, looking at Sandy's hot naked body, my hips thrust into her.
My head is swimming. How do I find myself in this situation? I couldn't have imagined this happening when I started my journey yesterday. I am fucking one daughter, spent the night with the other, and briefly fucked the mother last night. I'm living a Penthouse Forum story.
Squeezing her B-cup breasts, I twist her nipples.
"If you don't cum when I'm done," she grins, "like I said, that's on you. I've cum already and will a few more times.."
Sandy is a talker, and I let her. She talks much more than either her mom or sister. And Megan liked talking too. Lori was a moaner. Sany's not blonde like either Mom or sister. She has shoulder-length brown hair that matches her landing strip. She has brown eyes, and a light tan complexion, even in winter. Her nipples are a deep brown, with hard little nubs.
"Damn, you do feel good," Sandy moans, leaning on my chest. "I've been into girls lately, but this is a nice change of pace."
"You're so fuckin' hot," I groan through gritted teeth.
"Mmmmm," she lays on my chest and grinds her clit into my pubic bone. Moaning softly, her mouth opens before biting her lower lip. I feel a small rush of fluid running over my balls. She holds herself still for a moment and then opens her eyes.
"But I'd rather you cum than not," she bounces up and down on my cock a few times, and then, fully impaled on my shaft, Sandy stops moving for a moment. I feel her legs shake; she takes a sharp intake of breath, stifling a moan as her eyes close. After a few moments, she starts moving again.
"Fuck that was a good one," she smiles and grinds her clit into me. "By the way, OH..."
I'm quickly over-stimulated, and I'm sure I can fulfill her request. Especially if she keeps cumming like she appears to be.
"Damn," she moans breathlessly, "I miss riding a cock. I need to find one to use more often. Oh damn..."
Her body shakes violently this time, and her pussy grips my cock tightly as she cums again. My hands are mauling her small breasts. I pinch and pull on her nipples. Sandy leans forward, kissing me and grinding her clit into me. She moans into my mouth. Her pussy pulses, gripping me over and over.
I groan loudly into her mouth and feel my orgasm start.
"Oh, don't cum inside me..." she pulls up and starts to tell me.
Too late.
"FUCK!" I groan loudly, thrusting my hips upward and exploding inside Sandy's pulsing cunt.
Sandy doesn't move off me. Instead, closing her eyes, she pushes her hips down on my spasming body, letting me fill her with my seed. My hips buck, and I grunt with each release of cum. Sandy moans in response to each one. The intensity of my orgasm diminishes, and finally, after only five or six ejaculations, my body relaxes, and I melt into the couch.
"Damn," she laughs softly, "should've said something a little sooner. I do love to feel a man cum, though."
I hear the pipes bang as the shower is turned off upstairs.
"Perfect timing," Sandy grins.
"I'm sorry..." I finally managed to say. "I couldn't help it."
"Oh, no worries," she says nonchalantly, "I got to go to the drug store anyway. Don't worry; you're not going to get me pregnant. So you can relax. It felt good."
Sandy swirls her hips around and picks herself up until my softening cock falls from her pussy. It's immediately followed by a dollop of cum. She reaches between her legs to see if there is anymore, and when nothing falls from her, she climbs off me.
"Looks like you emptied your tank last night in Megan," she laughs, "I probably don't even need Plan B. I hope you didn't cum inside Megan; she ain't on the pill."
"Fuck!" I almost shouted.
"Just kidding, relax," Sandy laughs, kneeling on the floor beside me. "You need to chill; you're on vacation."
Sandy leans over and licks the cum from my belly, cock, and balls. She takes great care to lick up any remnants of our coupling. Sandy sucks and licks my cock until I start getting hard again. When she's done, she gives me a few strokes for good measure. I moan, and she stops.
"You do recover pretty quickly," she stands, "I'll give you that, but our fun and games are over."
Sandy picks up her night shit and puts it back on. She picks up her panties and pulls them on at the end of the couch. Then she picks up the blanket and lays it over me before kissing me.
"This was a one-time deal," she says very seriously, "and I'd appreciate it if you kept it to yourself. I hope you enjoyed it; I did. I needed a good fuck, and you were the lucky guy. Anyway, you might want to put some clothes on, it might hide that boner I just gave you. Or not; it's up to you. Mom will be down here in thirty minutes or so."
She kisses me on the cheek.
"Thanks for the ride," she turns and runs up the stairs.
What the fuck just happened? I need to pee, and I get up and go to the toilet in the laundry room. Returning to the couch, I lie down and pull the blanket over me. I consider the crazy experiences of the last day as I close my eyes.
-- Skin --
"Bil? Bill? Hey, wake up, sleepyhead," I hear Lori's voice and feel a hand on my shoulder. "Bill?"
"Huh? What?" I responded groggily.
Opening my eyes, I see Lori standing next to the couch in a pale green robe, her long thin fingers of both hands wrap around a large mug of coffee. The loosely tied robe is partly open and shows her bare legs well up her thighs. Lori/s mid-length blonde hair frames her long face. Her blue eyes sparkle like they always have, and her wide mouth is turned up in a smile.
