From the Author: Thanks to some helpful comments I've managed this part to the story a little more. Hopefully it stands up with the last one and successfully tells the next part of the tale.
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Part 2 - Jeeping To the Deal
It helped that when I arrived the next day to the Sullivan house Harriet was at work. It was just Justine and I, she climbed into my arms as soon as I arrived and made me carry her back to her room. That's how "weak" her "ailment" had her. I wasn't a buff guy so it was more a testament to how small she was then how strong I was that I was able to do stuff like that for her. I laid her down and dutifully got her everything she needed from her parent's otherwise empty place. I was never bothered by it but much less so after what she let me do yesterday to her sister.
I did freak myself out a little bit as I passed Harriet's room, my own stupid imagination. The thought that she had framed her special panties to the wall came into my head and would not leave. The door was closed and there was no way to think she would do anything that crazy, or have everything ready to do such a thing overnight, but still. My heart beat fast and the amusing idea freaked me out because... It did seem like something one of the two sisters would do. Justine had her panties from both her first times with me, with a condom and without. They were in the classic place of being in the back of her underwear drawer. Being extra special because they were in a wood container with some other keepsakes, discolored and dare I say it... Crusty in such a way that made it absolutely clear what they were. Plus pinned to the them was two ribbons where she had painted our initials and the dates. So was it crazy to think one of them wouldn't go all the way and mount the fucking panties to the wall?
Yet I knew it was just me being unable to handle or believe that nothing would go wrong because of this. Justine should have been pissed. Harriet should have been... I don't know telling her sister to dump me for sleeping with both of them. They had both been cool, too cool about all this. Justine had even told me that last night, after I left, Harriet had checked in that Justine was actually okay with it. It was okay, seemed okay, since half Justine's texts during work today had been about having the Jeep for the weekend.
I was glad that I didn't hear Harriet come home and that Justine hadn't known what time her sister got out of work, just that it was usually before her mom or dad.
"Oh! Hey sisser! Uh... You're probably ready for your second payment?" Justine asked when her sister showed up at the open door, tapping on the frame. "Before mom and dad come home?"
"If you're not busy, I could come back." Harriet jerked a thumb over shoulder, motioning that she could go.
"No." Justine yawned as she rose, pausing the show we were several more episodes into now. "It's okay."
"Here again?" Justine's older sister asked, coming across the room like a deer into a meadow, legs shaking, looking around for danger.
"Yeah." Reaching over to the other side of me Justine patted the bed closest to her sister. "I'm just gonna be on my phone though, okay? I can't take another shower that goes cold on me five minutes in."
"Uh, oh, yeah that's not relaxing at all," Both sisters agreed, until their eyes caught my quickly swelling cock inside my shorts.
"Oops, looks like George is ready too." Justine giggled.
"Yeah, I'm ready." I was nervous, even though I had fucked Harriet and Justine had sucked me off yesterday, some part of me still seemed to insist this was a setup to break up with me. My dick though didn't care as long as it got put inside Harriet again. They both just sort of lingered, finally I couldn't take it anymore, sitting up to pull my shirt over my head. "Really ready." Justine slid right up against the wall that her bed was against, which wasn't far. Even with her small wingspan we were well within arms reach on the twinbed. She had her phone out but she was watching me and her sister. "Do you think..."
"What K...King George?"
"Think you could take off your clothes today? ALL of them?"
"You want me too?" Uh duh! I thought, but instead of sarcasm I just nodded solemnly. "If... If you want me too I will."
"I want you too."
Before she moved, not that she was jumping right on it, the adorable thing just stood there trembling up her courage. I rushed out of my shorts and undershorts so I could enjoy the sight of Harriet stripping without any distractions. There was no point in rushing because both sisters were dumbstruck by the sight of my hard prick. I just about reached down to gently massage the ache of being this hard at the thought of fucking my girlfriend's sister while my girlfriend was in the same bed, when I glanced at said girlfriend. She batted those long lashes at me, trying to hide her thoughts. I took a crazy leap at what those thoughts were. Gulped before taking her tiny hand, putting it on my length.
"Just until your sister gets her clothes off." I told her, gently taking the phone from her and putting it onto the headboard.
"Okay, yeah, your poor thingie is so hard for Harriet's Princess Honey Hole that it hurts?" I could have cried at that, I nodded big-time because I couldn't trust my voice. Looking at her cute, motionless, cock staring sister Justine hissed. "Sissers! Get naked because his happy stick is aching for you."
"Oh yeah, yes!" Still she hesitated before doing anything, unable to believe it was happening again.
Coming straight from work she was wearing a fairly usual Harriet outfit. Plain but pretty blouse under a baggy but stylish sweater both those atop a skirt that was just past her knees. Sweater was the first thing removed, the blouse was unbuttoned but the skirt and panties were gone first. It was a sexy look. The super slender nerdy blonde standing there with the undone shirt. Biting her bottom lip a moment more before taking it off, then the bra. She was quite the sight, I think the hesitancy came from her timidity at her youngest sister having the nicer curves, if just barely.
"Look at you! So beautiful." Next to me, still stroking me, her sister agreed quietly, but with big nods.
"Y... yeah? Oh, good!" A fucking cute relieved giggle. "I really want you to think that! I really... Want to be sexy for... Somebody." Happy but still nervous, which made me feel good that I wasn't the only one who couldn't master themselves even if we'd gone all the way yesterday. "Beautiful..."
"Yeah, he thinks you're so beautiful. What are you going to do first sisser?" Justine asked curiously.
"I need him inside me so bad!" The older Sullivan said, climbing on the bed, over to and then a top me.
I think my eyes nearly bugged out of my fucking head. Harriet reaching down to take me from her sister, who shifted my penis away, then when Harriet withdrew her hand Justine aimed me back up. The motion was clear, she wanted to put me inside her sister. Harriet licked her lips but she really must have needed it because she moved herself into range so that all three of us could watch her twenty-year old sibling put me to the hairless pussy. Lips pressing tight as she rubbed the tip of me at her sister. Not just aiming and withdrawing; she nuzzled it around, over the plump outer lips, into the gash, making Harriet thrust her crotch forward as Justine wiggled me at her clit, then finally at the hole.
"Thank you!" Harriet whispered to her sister when Justine trailed her hand away from my 'happy stick' through my short pubes, up my stomach, to rest on my chest.
"I think I kinda get what you get out of that naughty porno stuff now. This is really hot." As her sister settled in on me, Justine's other hand slipped quietly into loose pants that I was sure she had worn on purpose for this eventuality.
"You don't watch porn?" Harriet asked out of breath but getting a grip on having a cock in her, balancing herself by holding onto my chest just shy of touching her sister's hand or forearm.
"No, you do?"
"Yeah. I... I've been single a long time and..." She shrugged.
The timid lifting of her shoulders seemed to do something for her because she moaned and hung her head, altogether forgetting the conversation she began riding me. I trailed my fingers up her slim legs, hips, ribs, and she arched giving me access to what I wanted. Her tiny breasts were so pretty I almost didn't want to touch them, didn't think I was worthy. But I still took hold, smiling as I cupped the pair of tits that had been in my Top 5 most coveted for the last six months. All while Harriet worked herself on me, not fast or hard but most pleasurably.
"This is what my... princess pussy needed." The tiny blonde said as she started picking up speed on my prick.
"My boyfriend's happy stick?" The words could have been cutting but Justine asked it in a way that said the idea turned her on, not pissed her off.
"Yes! Sorry Sisser but... It! HIM! I... NEED King George's Royal Cock." More speed, my hands found her hips to help her get going fast and hard. "King George's... In my... PRINCESS hole."
"Hot wet princess hole." I grunted, marveling at the beautiful nerd as she worked her slender body onto me. "Beautiful sexy Princess Harriet."
"King George's concubine!" She amended and I did not mind that concept at all.
