Incest is Best... Put My Sisters To The Test!
I came home after a 50 mile bike ride one day and found my sisters had come for a visit.
This was no big deal, as they often would come home.
Y'see, Megan and Nora moved out shortly after they graduated from college. This left me alone in the big house with only Mom to talk to. Mom and I have gotten along great, ever since Dad moved out to live with his little chippy girlfriend. Dad always was an asshole!!!
But my sisters are two beautiful girls:
Megan is 5 feet tall and has straight, medium-dark brown hair, which she wears down past her soft, pale shoulders. The part of Meg that most guys've always noticed is her bust-line: 34D!!! We always teased Meg about her big boobs when we were growing up. She's a skinny little kid with these big breasts that just grab a young man's attention and hold it for hours. She's also got blue eyes, narrow hips and a really tight ass that has always appealed to the boys, too!
Nora, at 5 foot 1, with her long raven-black hair is also a knock-out! Nora's got the most beautiful smile in the world! She's got dark brown eyes and a dark complexion that give her a stunning beauty. Her breasts are perfectly proportioned for her skinny frame. She's a 34A, which is great because she is a gymnast at college. She's "the one with the big butt," as she likes to put it. It's just that she uses her muscles in her gymnastics so much and her glutes are so well developed that they look a bit big for her slender, little body.
Meg and "No-No" have been my closest friends all my life. I am the oldest kid, at 24. "Meg-o" is the typical middle-child: At 22, Megan has been the peace-maker when Nora and I would fight. And we DID fight! Real tooth-and-nail fights, too! But that was some time ago. Nora, the baby-sister, is 20 and, at times, has been the coolest kid, or the biggest bitch, that I have ever met!!!
"What's up, Guys?" I asked of my sisters.
"Oh, we just thought you'd like some company...," Megan said.
"Yeah, we just heard about you breaking up with Suzanne," Nora said.
Suzanne had been my girlfriend in 7th grade. My lover in college and my fiancee` for the past 3 years. She and I had just had the biggest fight of our young lives; and afterwards, words were exchanged! We called each other things that we shouldn't have... Now, she was gone.
I was really depressed.
At least I had my family to console me.
"C'mon, big Bubber! Let's go do something fun," Nora grinningly said to me. She always called me "Bubber" when she was a kid. And it still elicits a smile from me!
She gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek and then stared at me, still grinning...
I knew she wouldn't give up or go away until I gave in, so, of course, I said, "OK, already!"
We both got up from the bright red couch in the living room and walked across the plush, sand-yellow carpeting into the dining room, where Meg and Mom were sitting at the table discussing Meg's current boyfriend, Digger. Apparently, Digger was a dog who was screwing another girl while he was dating my sister. Mom was certainly the one to empathize with THAT problem. She'd stayed married to our dad for almost 25 years. Dad was a dog, too!!!
Well, I had vowed never to do that to a woman I loved! I just hoped Suze would forgive me and be THAT woman...
"OK, where are we going?" I asked my sisters.
"Out!" they both said in reply.
They picked out an appropriate outfit, from my closet, for me to wear. They always had a better fashion sense than I. Heck, I'd just assume wear sweat-pants and t-shirts everywhere I went, but not tonight. No, the girls had something different planned for me...
They'd selected my white, with black spots, "Cartoon Cow" shirt (so named because, while doing a stand-up comedy performance, a heckler, friend of mine commented that the shirt looked like a cartoon cow) and some really cool, pleated, Khaki-green pants with matching suspenders. My red socks and banana-yellow hightops rounded out my ensemble. I must say, I looked snazzy! I figured a dab of my sisters' favorite cologne would heighten my chances of meeting a babe and getting laid that evening!
The girls looked fabulous, as usual!
Megan was wearing an old, vintage, Flapper's dress from the 1920's. It was a peach colored, beaded, short dress, cut just above her knees. She also wore these cute, pink, open-toed sandals with one inch heels that lifted her tight ass up just enough to give me a hard-on!
Nora was wearing a classy LBD (Little Black Dress) with matcing 2-inch, "fuck me" pumps that made her look like Mata Hari in heat. And her red lipstick and long flowing hair pulled to one side, set my baby sister's look off, as if to say, "Hi, big boy... Wanna fuck, here, on the spot?"
Nora got a whiff of my cologne and swooned. She always gets high when she smells it! And, tonight, I was glad of that fact!!!
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The girls would not tell me where we were going. All they said was to relax...the night was on them! I was also to think of myself as their "pimp" for the night. They were going to be my "hookers!"
Wow, I thought to myself, as I decided to go along with whatever they had planned.
We pulled our car into a really nice restaurant's parking lot. This place was very ritzy. BIG $$$! Nora had dated the Maitre'D` and the Chef, at different times, of course, so we had no problem getting a great table. Luckily she had ended both relationships on good terms with both guys, or we would NOT have gotten in the parking lot, much less the best table in the house!
The meal was sumptuous. Megan and I watched Nora make google eyes at the Maitre'D` all thru' the meal, tho'. We would roll our eyes back and forth to each other then break out laffing. Nora would look up and say, "What?" Meg and I would just giggle to each other--until Nora got the hint and gave us her undivided attention.
"So, what's up for tonight?" I asked. "What's with dinner? Why are you two being so nice to me? What are you building up to?"
I kept up the interrogation until Megan said, "Can't we just take our 'favorite' brother out to dinner without there being an ulterior motive?"
Then it hit me. "OK, how much money do you need?" I asked as I reached for my wallet.
"No, no, really! We just wanted to take you out for dinner," Nora said, putting her hand on my arm in a comforting manner.
"Really?" I asked. "You're not fucking with me?"
"No, honestly..." Megan said, "At least, not yet..."
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We left the restaurant, at Midnight, and drove to a nite club for some dancing. Swing music was playing at the club! Megan and I had been dance partners, ever since we took a class in college together. We were actually pretty good at it, too!
The band was really wailin' that night, boy, let me tell ya'! Meg and I just hopped right onto the floor at the beginning of "Caravan," by Duke Ellington! The crowd was charged with electricity as we shimmied, shook and strutted across the floor! Nora found a partner and joined us. We all had a great time!!!
Around three in the AM we were still charged with energy that would not calm down! But the club was closing... *Darn!* Which meant we'd have to find another outlet for our hyper-activity! When one of the girls suggested that we go down to the beach, I jumped at the chance to get out of my clothes right away, and started to take off my shoes and socks. Nora's dance partner said it was a good idea, too, so off we went, as Megan steered the car toward Clearwater Beach and the Gulf of Mexico.
Once we'd parked the car and walked down to the water's edge, Nora's new friend excused himself when he saw some friends from his dorm. We bid him good night and continued our walk along the beach. With our shoes off, we walked and talked about our lives, jobs, friends, and just about anything else we could think of.
When the subject of "who we were sleeping with" came up, I started to get a little aroused as my little sisters spared no details of their intimate encounters with the boys in their lives!
They both looked at me, asking what my relationship with Suzanne had been like, before our "falling out." I hesitated and they could see that it was a sore subject. But I wanted to tell them. Partly, to get it off my chest, and partly to make them a little wet between their legs, because I knew that many of the things that Suze and I did were things that neither of them would ever THINK of, much less DO!
I told the girls of the wild nights Suze and I had had, fucking on the very beach that we were walking on. And of the different positions that we'd tried. When I told them about anal sex, they got really interested. I'd figured that niether of them had ever tried it. Megan said that Digger had approached her with the idea, one night, and she said she'd think about it, but, just as she was ready to try it, she'd caught him in bed with her friend!
I was sorry for her relationship problems and told her so. She just shrugged her shoulders and hugged me around my chest (she's 8 inches shorter than me) and started crying. I comforted her, like a big brother, and Nora came over to help out, too.
We all had a good cry, standing there, on the beach, then realized it was four o'clock in the morning!
"Enough of this wishy-washy shit," we said to each other and walked back to the car. Along the way, we hugged, kissed and squeezed each others' shoulders, necks and whatever else we could playfully grab onto!
We got back to the car, drove home and, quietly entered the house, as we didn't want to wake up Mom.
We said our "Good Nights" and went to our respective rooms to get ready for bed. We all happened to meet in the bathroom, to brush teeth, wash faces and pee. We said good night again and I went into my room and closed my door.
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About 15 minutes later, I heard footsteps walking across the hallway floor. The house we lived in was very old so anyone could be heard walking around at night because the floors creaked as if the house had arthritis. I figured one of the girls had to go to the bathroom, until I heard a knock on my door.
"Can I come in?" Nora asked, thru' the door.
"Sure, Kiddo. What's the matter?" I said, as she came in and closed the door behind her.
