This story is pure fiction written to explore sexual fantasies without the moral and ethical constraints of real life. It purposefully ignores real world consequences of unprotected sex with multiple random partners. In your non-fiction life, you should obviously take suitable precautions and treat people with respect.
All characters are over 18 years old.
CW: This story contains some depictions of taboo themes and heteroflexibility.
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I could hear the music thrumming from the family room, some kind of trance beat accompanying the smell of pot wafting through the basement. It was the middle of the day, and I was in my bedroom, cutting work to play 'Ocarina of Time'. My sister Trish was home from college, which was interfering with my routines in truly annoying ways.
For instance, my habit of sitting on the well-padded leather couch in the family room while I watched porn and jacked off was constantly being interrupted or pre-empted by my sister's habit of using the family room to get away from our parents. She had been arguing with them a lot since her return from school as she chafed at their rules and curfews. I got the sense that her time in the college dorms had been much freer than our extremely strait-laced parents would tolerate.
I knew Trish was probably up to something mom and dad wouldn't approve of, but I didn't really pay attention in my eagerness to get back to my latest game addiction. I was just reminded once again how inconvenient it was to have a selfish older sister who never had any thought for how she disrupted my life.
After about a half hour, the volume of the music went down a bit and I could hear muffled voices coming from the family room. It sounded like laughter and banter, though I couldn't make out the details. The fact that Trish had company piqued my curiosity, and my thoughts went to the small hole I had carved in the wall behind the water heater.
Trish monopolizing the family room was nothing new. Before she went to college, when her friends stayed over for movie nights, they took over the whole basement and I was basically confined to my room. Of course, I was pissed off and I wanted to find out why I couldn't even go upstairs for snacks once they had started. So, I began to work on a little peephole, and after a week I had made myself a hidden viewport in the laundry room that faced the couch from just behind the TV.
Most of what I saw from my spy nest was boring as fuck: my sister and two or three friends giggling about how much junk food they were eating and how hard they would have to work out to keep the pounds off or sighing over the stupid romcom they were watching.
But every once and a while her friend Shannon would come over. She had curly red hair and a curvy body that I knew from my eavesdropping was the envy of my sister and her other friends. Shannon had a dirty mouth and a mind to match it, so if she were over, the conversations were a lot more interesting.
And one golden night, just before Trish went to college, truth or dare turned into Shannon, Trish, and Jackie spending a good part of the night French kissing each other and ended with Jackie sucking Shannon's tits while Trish looked on, her hand moving with a conspicuous rhythm under the blanket.
This scene and a few other moments of innuendo were, and let's face it, continue to be, potent fuel for my jack off fantasies. As all this drifted through my mind, I realized I had dropped my game controller and was already padding down the carpeted hallway. I slipped into the laundry room and silently placed a folding stool on the floor near my peephole. I thought I might catch a glimpse of Trish or one of her friends sitting in a revealing position or wearing something tight, but I was not ready for what I saw.
My older sister was standing in the centre of the room, her jeans and panties pulled down to her knees, sandwiched between two guys whose hands and mouths were roaming freely over her lithe body. A third guy stood up from the couch, having finished lighting a joint and moved to the grinding trio. They passed the smoke between them while Trish went to work unzipping pants.
The guy behind her slipped his hand between her legs and she grinned lewdly, turning her head to kiss him. The guy in front leaned forward and pulled her lacy white bra open, revealing her smallish breasts capped by puffy and swollen pink nipples. He sucked them lavishly while his buddy rubbed her pussy.
The third guy moved in, his hands on her waist and she reached down and began stroking him while he took deep tokes on the joint. These guys were much older than Trish, probably in their mid-thirties at least, and I wondered briefly where she had met them, but that speculation disappeared into thin air as the third guy guided my sister to her knees.
They stood around her as she looked up at them. She was partially blocked from my view, but I could see her reach up, her arm moving slowly, taking first one, then another of their cocks in her hands. She moved to the one who had been behind her, a medium height blonde guy with broad shoulders who probably used to be an athlete. She reverently stroked his dick and slid the cowl of foreskin back, her eyes hungrily roaming over it, her thumb and fingers not quite meeting around the shaft.
"Fuck, I've been waiting for this thick cock again," she growled then parted her lips and stretched them almost grotesquely over the bulbous head. He sighed and placed his hand on Trish's brown hair, guiding her deeper onto his meat. The other two guys shifted, and she took each in her hands stroking them as she blew their buddy.
I had a very good view now and could see that the other two were also well endowed, one being significantly longer, though not as thick, and the other being close to the same girth but average length. Mine was not as big as any of the other three but was just as hard as I reached into my jogging pants and started lightly stroking myself.
My sister moved from one to the next, expertly sucking and licking the length of each one, taking them to the base and back with little trouble. Clearly, she had picked up a few things while she was away at college. As she arrived back at the first guy, he grabbed her ponytail and shoved in hard and fast, fucking her mouth like a sex toy. Trish gagged and slobbered on his assaulting prick, her hand instantly dropping between her thighs, rubbing herself furiously. She's into rough stuff, I thought to myself as I gripped my cock a little harder.
"Get on the couch," the blonde guy ordered after a particularly long and deep thrust, "put that little ass in the air." My sister complied immediately, crawling up on the sofa with her back arched sharply and her head on the seat cushion.
Her pussy was in full view, cupped between her soft thighs and the curve of her buttocks, the labia hanging, crinkly, completely hairless and drooling. Her pink nail-polished fingers appeared and rubbed the slick lips, then spread them open slightly. I had a perfect view of my sister's soaking cooze, presented as if in a centrefold as she pushed two fingers inside herself.
"Do you like this tight little pussy?" she whispered coyly. My breath caught as it seemed like she was talking directly to me. The answer was yes, I definitely liked what I saw, and I didn't care at that moment that she was my flesh and blood. I would have crawled on my hands and knees to worship that beautiful pussy if I thought I could get away with it.
"Do you want to fill it up with your big, hard cocks?" she asked innocently. The tall one with the long cock chuckled and started to line himself up, but the blonde guy pushed him out of the way, gripped my sister's slim hips and jammed himself inside her in one thrust.
She let out a squeal like a stuck pig, but he pushed her face deeper into the couch, muffling her cries. He started ramming her hard and fast, one hand in her hair, the other gripping her waist. After a few seconds she started humping and grinding her ass back on him, matching his rough cadence.
The tall guy seemed a little frustrated that his buddy had cut in line, and so he climbed onto the back of the couch, his bare feet on either side of her head. He had shucked off the rest of his clothes and I had to admit his lean, dark-skinned body looked pretty good as he towered over my sister's slight form. He gently lifted her shoulders up until her face was close to crotch level then slowly fed her his cock.
I could hear her muffled gagging as the tall guy bottomed out in my sister's throat. He tried to ease it in slowly, but his buddy was pounding her relentlessly, forcing her to take bigger and bigger gulps. She didn't seem to mind. Her hips gyrated and twisted on the fat cock banging her pussy while she avidly milked the long member in her mouth.
My cock was oozing steadily, and I knew I didn't have long before I blasted all over the utility room wall. I tried to regulate my stroking speed, but my hand seemed to have a mind of its own, compulsively speeding up as I watched my sister get double teamed on our family room couch. I bit my lip to stifle a moan as the third guy slipped up under her, playing with her nipples and sucking her tits.
I almost fell off the stool when I heard a girl's voice pipe up from directly below my peep hole.
