Sorry for the long wait, folks. Sometimes life just gets in the way. Many thanks to everyone who read, voted, and commented, both positive and negative; they all help my creative process and my growth as a writer of erotica. Please remember to vote and comment, and I hope you all enjoy the second chapter. – P51xAce
A cool morning breeze greeted David as he stood outside to watch the Sun rise. He was standing on the balcony that led from his parents' bed room and overlooked the family's large back yard and pool. The back yard itself stood at the edge of a hill side. This balcony had served as David's fortress of solitude for many years whenever he needed to clear his mind.
He was still trying to wrap his head around what he'd just experienced the previous night with his sisters, Maggie and Molly. He had made love to them both. No, not made love. What they had done was fucking: the type of hardcore, sweaty, unadulterated sex that only occurred in porn. Together, the Carmichael siblings had given each other mind blowing orgasms throughout the night, culminating in David filling his sister Molly's bowels with a huge load of cum.
After they had come down from their post-orgasmic bliss, sometime around 4:30 AM, Maggie and Molly retired upstairs to go to sleep while David had held back to get some water. When he reached his bed room about ten minutes later, he discovered his sisters both asleep in his bed. He'd chosen not to wake them and instead headed for the shower.
Standing under the warm waters the reality of what had transpired finally hit David like a bolt of lightning. He didn't know how to feel. He was confused. For months Molly, the younger of his two sisters and David's Irish-twin, had acted as if she hated him, but last night she had ridden his cock like a woman possessed and sucked his dick clean like a porn star, after it had been in her pussy, Maggie's pussy, and even her own ass. But what was most odd during their coupling was the fact that she had told him she loved him. What did that mean?
Did he find his sisters attractive?
Of course; they were two of the hottest women he knew.
Was he ashamed of what he did?
Admittedly, he felt some guilt like he had let things go too far.
Had he enjoyed himself.
You bet your ass he did.
But what now? Where do they go with they go from here?
These and a million other questions raged in David's mind as he stood under the cascading waters and by the time he stepped out of the shower nearly thirty minutes later he was no closer to a resolving his dilemma than he had been when he first went in.
And so it was that David found himself on the balcony, overlooking the back yard and hill side beyond. He wore a pair of his most confortable sweatpants and a tank top. A pair of over-the-ear, studio-style headphones blasted music from his iPhone into his ears at the highest setting, drowning out his surroundings. If his mother were home she'd probably be telling him to turn music down. "You're going to go deaf by the time you're my age, young man," she'd often scold. What would she think if she knew he'd spent the night fucking both of his sisters. Good thing she was at his grandparents this weekend.
It was just after 6:00 AM when his music was interrupted by the sound of his ringtone, indicating an incoming phone call. He looked down at his phone's screen and found his best friend Nick, who he'd ditched after their lacrosse victory the previous evening, staring back at him. David silenced the call and put the music back on.
David was just letting his mind drift back into the music when he jumped, startled by a pair of arms wrapping around him from behind. He instinctively grabbed and tried to twist away, but the grasp grew tighter.
"Whoa there, tiger," he heard Maggie's voice say. "It's just me."
David felt the arms and realized they belonged to the older of his two sisters. "Oh, Sorry. You just caught me off guard." He relaxed slightly, but still felt uneasy in her embrace. He kept his arms to his sides and stared straight ahead out over the bluff.
"You still come out her and just stare, huh?" She asked, pressing herself against David's back. He had to admit her soft, warm body felt nice. When David didn't respond Maggie continued. "So what happened; we woke up and couldn't find you. Are you too big to snuggle with your sisters." David still didn't respond. "Don't tell me you're one of those
hit it, quit it and never call again guys,
because that doesn't really work for me and I doubt Molly will like it either," she playfully chastised as she pulled herself up and planted a soft kiss on the back of his neck. That was more than David could take and he quickly broke free of her grasp and turned to face her.
She was wearing one of his old t-shirts and a pair of pale-blue, boy-brief panties. He was glad she wasn't naked, but still this was a lot to handle. He felt his penis twitch.
"What's with you?" Maggie asked, taking a step towards him and reaching for him. David took a step back. "What the hell's your problem? Why're you acting weird?" She was looking at him like he had two heads.
"Why am I acting weird?" David responded, "Why am
I
acting weird? Have you forgotten what we did last night?" David said slightly louder than he'd intended.
"Oh. You're not freaked out by that are you?" She asked again stepping closer.
"
OH.
We fuck like a porno and all you can say is
oh.
" David couldn't believe she was being this calm and cool about everything. "Dude, we're brother and sister. You can't tell me that you don't feel some kind of way about that."
Maggie looked at him hard. "No I don't. I don't know about you but
I
did something special last night with someone I love," she said stepping closer, "someone I consider to be very special." She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Someone I maybe – even - kind of fell for." She leaned in like she was going to kiss him.
"Wait," he said, pulling back. "
fell for.
Me? You fell for me?" He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Here was a gorgeous, 23-year-old woman, a catch by anyone's standards, telling him she was falling for him and all he could fixate on was the fact that she was his sister.
"Yeah, why not?" she said as if the question was ridiculous. "You're cute, funny, loyal. I have access to your grades, so I know you're smart. Not to be superficial, but you're kind of a hunk, and I already love you and know that you love me. What girls wouldn't be all over you?"
David was silent for a few minutes. "This is so weird."
"Look, come here and talk to me." Maggie steered him to a bench near the balcony's railing. "I guess it's easier for me and Molly because we came to terms with our feelings for you weeks ago."
"What? Molly, too?" David was thoroughly confused. "I thought she hated me. For months now she's been –"
Maggie cut him off saying "Too ashamed about how she felt about you to be around you."
David was floored by this revelation. "Wait; how she felt about me. She's been avoiding and kind of acting like a bitch to me."
"Dude, you still have a whole hell of a lot to learn about girls." Maggie smiled. "I'm sure she has been avoiding you, but trust me that girl has it pretty bad for you. She's been a wreck about it for months. I like to think I helped her work out her shit and come to the conclusion we both reached."
"This makes no sense, Maggs" David said looking at his feet.
Maggie moved his head by his chin so that their eyes met. "It's true. We both kind of fell for you: first Molly, then me." She could tell that by the look in his eyes that he didn't believe her. "I guess I should start from the beginning. It started a few months back. Molly already felt strange around you and didn't know what exactly that feeling was. She started hanging out with me and using my own special brand of therapy she discovered her true feelings, then over time as she grew to further accept her feelings I started to see what she saw and, well, I couldn't really help myself. I fell for you too." She looked deep into his eyes. "David, I love you and so does she, and what we did last night wasn't wrong, if you feel the same way."
David could tell she wanted him to kiss her, but he wasn't sure if he should. "I don't know, Maggs. I mean I do love you and Molly and I do find you both sexy as fuck, but I just don't know about all of this."
"I understand. Like I said, we've had more time than you to resolve our feelings," Maggie said, slightly disappointed. "Maybe if you talk to Molly it'll help, but right now I gotta run. I completely forgot that I have to meet Dean Juarez this morning and I have to get ready. I'll be back later in the afternoon. I hope you've worked out what you need to by then." She kissed his cheek and then got up, leaving him alone on the balcony.
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A few minutes after he heard Maggie leave he went down to his bed room. Molly was still lying on his bed. She looked beautiful as she slept, her cute, soft breathing adding to an already angelic look. As he approached the bed she shifted slightly and opened her eyes. "Hey," she said with a smile when she saw him. "last night was great." David didn't look directly at her. "What's wrong?"
He sat on the edge of the bed. Molly sat up slightly. "We need to talk about what happened," he said grimly.
"Should I be worried?" Molly asked. "I had a great time last night and, until just now, I thought you did, too." She was staring at him with concern.
David still wasn't looking at him. "L-last night was great, Mol, but," he hesitated.
"What is it?" she asked. "You can say it."
"It's just," he began trying to figure the right words, "you told me you loved me."
"Yeah," she said with a slight smile, "I do, now more than ever, I think."
"Ok, but for the last few months I've been getting nothing but frost bite from you and now you tell me you love me while we have sex," David said, finally making eye contact. "I'm sorry, but I'm confused as hell right now."
"Oh, I see," Molly said. It was her turn to break eye contact and look down. "Well, I'm telling you I love you now, shouldn't that be all that matters?"
"C'mon, Mol," David said, "Just like that? I don't get it. What the hell happened to make you feel this way and why wait now to show me? And why show me like that instead of just telling me."
Molly looked up and right into his eyes. David couldn't tell whether the expression on her face was anger or just annoyance, but it definitely wasn't an
I love you
look. "Oh, right, because it would've been so easy to walk up to you and say '
