This one has a bit of everything in it. I'm keeping it in the Incest category, but Group, and Lesbian would be equally appropriate. As always, all characters are over eighteen.
Vonnie and Danny are just getting started. Shelagh has decided to join them.
Need I say more?
Oh, and... Pace yourself. There's a LOT of sex in this one.
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My brain was quite obviously losing touch with reality.
First my beautiful, young, sexy Aunt welcomes me into her bed. Now, my equally alluring sister is here, taking off her clothes, intent on joining us?
Yes, I'm losing my mind. That's the only explanation.
Funny though... It doesn't feel like a hallucination.
No, it feels like I have my Aunt Siobhan's big, soft breasts pressed against my ribs. It feels like she's actually here, in my arms. I can still taste the kisses. But it can't be true, because if it is, then I can only assume that what I'm seeing is true, as well, and what I'm seeing is just... Oh my.
Despite my mind's attempts to make rational sense of the situation, I had no choice but to admit that I was not hallucinating. My second youngest sister, Shelagh, was indeed here, in my Aunt's incestuous bedroom, about to remove her blouse.
I felt Vonnie's hand on my erect penis, stroking softly, as the last button was dispatched. Shelagh had always had an excellent fashion sense, and even in the summer, never really dressed down to the level of t-shirts and shorts. She always looked like she was ready for an impromptu dinner party to break out, and was prepared to host it.
So today, her hair was brushed out, and hanging like a sensuous boa over her left shoulder. Mom's hair was red... I mean, RED... but most of us kids got a slightly darker version, just to the red side of auburn, a hint of Dad's DNA. Shelagh had beautiful hair, and her blue eyes were positively huge. Coupled with her full lips, it gave her a look that was part cartoon, part incredible sex goddess. I couldn't believe she was the only unmarried sister I had left, because I had always thought she was the prettiest.
The blouse she had just unbuttoned, and was holding by the lapels with both hands, was classic black. Crisp, impeccably ironed, and fitted to her body, she held it, as though for effect, waiting for my eyes to wander up to hers. I was currently trying to pierce the shadows that obscured the chest I hadn't seen since she was much, much younger... and much, much less developed; back in the days before I had been banished from my sister's rooms for showing a little too much interest in their bodies. I knew she was bigger, but beyond that, this was all new. I finally looked up.
Shelagh smiled, and rolled her shoulders out of the top, opening it wide as it moved down her arms. She was... breathtaking, and she was still mostly dressed. I gasped, and so did Vonnie.
Her bra was black as well, and struggling mightily to contain her voluptuous breasts. While she wasn't quite in the same league as Mom and Vonnie, she was very, very well built, as were all my sisters. Is there any wonder I developed a thing for women with big boobs?
Vonnie gave my dick a surreptitious squeeze under the covers, and I glanced at her briefly. She was grinning; I assume she was pleased that our little group was growing. She nodded in Shelly's direction, and I turned just in time to see my sister, hands behind her back, unhooking her bra. She held it in place for a moment.
"Danny, I can't believe I'm about to do this," Shelly smiled. "I remember kicking you out of my room because you were looking at me funny when I was dressing. You were so young. Are you ready?"
"Yes," I croaked, my voice cracking. Vonnie stroked me again. My cock was like steel. Apparently, it was ready, too.
Shelagh took a deep breath, and closed her eyes. She raised her arms slowly. I expected the satiny, black bra to drop, but it held on for a few maddening seconds, clinging to her abrupt, firm breasts while I willed it to fall. As her arms extended over her head, her breasts spread wider, and the bra finally succumbed to gravity. Her breasts did not, riding high and proud on her chest, crowned by light pink nipples that were equally proud and tall.
"God," I breathed. "They're beautiful. I... uh... I mean, you're beautiful," I corrected.
Shelagh smiled, and turned her body gently from side to side, causing those spectacular globes to sway slightly. She slowly brought her arms down, running her hands over them as she did.
I noticed that Vonnie's hand had stopped its motions, and she had her fingers in a tight ring around the base of my cock. I hadn't realized how close I was to cumming, but my ever thoughtful Aunt had noticed the signs, and gripped me tight to stem the tide. She was snuggled into my side, watching Shelagh strip with an interest as keen as my own.
My sister reached back, and unzipped the elegantly sexy, knee-length skirt that she was still wearing. Matching black, the monochromatic look really looked good on her.
It looked even better on the bedroom floor, as she stepped out of it, leaving her in her tiny panties, also black. She was nothing if not consistent... and gorgeous.
"This is
very
exciting," Shelagh whispered, hooking her thumbs in the thin strips of fabric that arched over her hips. "I never even considered doing it before yesterday, but it's soooooooo hot!"
She wasn't very specific about what 'this' was. Stripping for another woman? Stripping at all? I chose to assume she meant getting naked before my eyes, and I agreed with her assessment; it most definitely was soooooo hot.
I suddenly realized how unfair I was being to Vonnie, staring at my sister... who was now totally naked, having stepped clear of her panties... as though she was the first unclothed woman I had ever seen. Two days ago, I was looking at her that way. I didn't want her to think I was over her already. I didn't want to be
that
guy.
She didn't even notice. She was too busy checking out Shelagh's pouty little pussy to pay any attention to me, so I didn't fight it. I cast my eyes on the little gap at the top of my sister's thighs as well, where two lips laid open like butterfly wings.
"Oh god, Shelly, you've got such a pretty kitty," I heard, but it wasn't my voice that said it. It was Siobhan, who apparently had as great an appreciation for my sister's vulva as I did. I looked at her, a bit surprised.
"What?" she giggled, with a smile. "I think most women are a little bi-curious. All I know is... that's a very sexy pussy. I'd lick it."
What was that sound? Oh, right... My mind being blown. My Aunt... who just happened to be naked, gripping my erection tight, and my lover... had just told me she would willingly lick my sister's cunt. The sister, who was also naked, and currently looking for a way under the covers to join us in bed. The whole 'no sex with blood relatives' thing was going to take a beating today. Of that I was sure.
"Um, I think I'd like to see that," I laughed, lifting my arm to allow my sister to squeeze in beside me. She slid her body along mine, and within seconds, I was in boob-lover's heaven, with a voluptuous pair pressed against me from each side. "Hi Shelly," I smiled.
"Hi!" she giggled. "You're so warm," she commented, caressing my chest with her hand.
"Warm?" Vonnie asked. "You have no idea, sweetie. Wanna see it?" She moved her hand, shifting the tent pole and focusing everyone's attention on the obvious bulge in the covers.
I was the 'it' in this case. Well, a particular part of me, anyway. Vonnie still had her grip on my twig and berries, and was offering Shelagh a peek.
"Hey, don't I get a say in this?" I objected. "After all, it's my dick." I was joking, of course. Shelagh could look at it all she wanted to. I was hoping she'd do a lot more than just look.
"Oh pleeeeease, Danny" she begged. "I didn't really get to see it that well last night, and it's been driving me nuts ever since. Show me. Lemme see? Please?"
She was probably yanking my chain, but having
any
woman, especially one as beautiful as my sister, beg for a peek at my package?
Oh yeah. Really good for the ego.
I picked up the edge of the covers, and peeled them back slowly. Shelly leaned closer. I guess I wasn't going fast enough, so Vonnie pulled my stiff shaft out into the open.
"Ta da!" Vonnie smiled.
"Yowza! Where did THAT come from?" Shelly asked, eyes wide, staring at my cock intently. "Maybe you got all the penis each of us girls didn't need when we gave up our Y-chromosome."
"Why? Is it big?" I asked. I wasn't one of those guys who goes around comparing his Johnson to everyone else's in the locker room. I figured it was what it was... but if what it
was
, was
big?
Well, a woman's opinion couldn't hurt.
"Oh yeah!" Vonnie chimed in. She turned it slightly with her hand, admiring it. She smiled. "It's huge."
Shelly's eyes were still locked on my penis, and she nodded.
"Yup, that's a big dick," she breathed, unconsciously licking her lips. "Who knew my brother was hung?"
"Who knew my sister was stacked?" I returned the compliment.
"Thanks," she blushed, "but these are hard to hide," she said, cupping her firm breasts. "I had no idea you were packing that monster."
All this dick appreciation was going right to my head. Prior to now, 'hung', 'huge', and 'monster' were not words I would have used to describe my equipment. I had a new love for my sister, and we hadn't even had sex yet.
"Um, I really hate to bring this up," Vonnie said, making a sour face, "but, there's only one of him, and there are two of us. Who gets to have him first? Rock, paper, scissors?"
"No, no," Shelly shook her head. "You were here first. I'm the interloper. You fuck him first. I trust you won't mind if I stay and watch?"
