This is entirely a work of fiction and should be treated as such. All of the characters are of legal age and are not in anyway based on real people. This is my first story so all comments, feedback or suggestions are appreciated. This story could have quite a few chapters if well received so let me know if you want to read more! Thanks for reading and enjoy!
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"What in the actual fuck do you think your doing?"
She had caught me red handed. Her underwear drawer open. My left hand holding and fondling pair of blue panties with lacy edges. My right hand furiously stroking my cock. I stopped mid stroke and I truly believe my heart stopped for a beat or two.
"Get the fuck out of my room you sick pervert!" Jess stormed into her room and ripped the frilly lace from my hand as I struggled to hide my dick back in my shorts. She pushed me towards the door before I even had a chance to get my shorts back on and slammed it behind me.
Let me explain. My name is Jeff and I'm 18. I was cursed with being born into a family with only girls for siblings which meant I was always the odd 'man' out growing up. My older sister Jessica is two years older than me and had been attending college from home for the past year. I just graduated high school and have been wasting my summer away before starting university for computer science.
Our parents spend a lot of time traveling for work so we tended to have to watch ourselves growing up. Jess, being the oldest, was unilaterally in charge when both our parents were away. Usually this was OK for me, as I am quite shy, my sisters would hang out together and I would be allowed to do my own thing. And that brings me to Jenna, my younger sister.
The baby of the family, even though she was only 10 months younger than me, having turned 18 just a few weeks ago. How my mother put out two kids so quick I will never know but that's us! She was always the over achiever of the bunch. At a young age she enrolled in competitive dance and spent much of her time doing that. For much of our childhood our family vacations revolved around us traveling to one competition or another.
This very week my parents had taken her down to the States for ten days of dance. Not that I usually didn't jump on the chance to watch young scantily clad girls perform on stage but I only had one summer left where I wouldn't be eyes deep in school and work. Jess was working this summer and said she couldn't take the time off. So even though I'm 18 my older sister was once again in charge of me for the next ten days.
Before I explain how I ended up In my sisters room stroking it to a pair of her underwear you need to know about me. I've never had a girl friend. Never kissed a girl. Never even been in the same room as a girl naked. I guess growing up with two strong willed sisters made me kinda shy around any girl I was not related to. I did however watch way more porn than was healthy. And I mean all the time. Every night I would spend a sizable period of time watching on my laptop. In the morning I would stroke to some before I got out of bed. Sometimes during the day I would hide in my room and quietly wank one off, listening to make sure no one was coming down the stairs to my basement bedroom. It was a problem.
Lately I had begun to look at things other than porn. My sisters. They were both gorgeous Jessica was tall and busty. At 5'10 she was nearly my height and she knew how to use it. She was always dressed nice wearing outfits that showed her firm legs, flat stomach, perky ass and most disastrously, for me her large chest. 32C to be exact. Which I only know because on more than one occasion I had snuck into her room to look at her bras. She had blond hair like me which she usually kept shoulder length and straightened. Blue eyes framed by high cheek bones and a strong nose. Her lips were voluptuous like her chest and I would often fantasize what they would look like wrapped around my dick.
Jenna was tiny. At 5'1 and maybe 90lbs she was a perfect for a dancer's body. I could probably wrap one of my hands around both of her legs with room to spare. Her ass was a tiny round obsession at the top of her toned legs and I would often think about how it would look spread out in one of her dance stretches. She had 32B breasts and her stomach and waist were so small I sometimes thought she was sick or something. She had long curly brown hair that was usually long enough to reach her back. She had green eyes and a petite mouth with slim lips. She was also the only one of the three of us who got the curse of our mothers freckles. She had them spread all over her face and down her neck. I often wondered if where else on her body she had them!
Basically I had two sisters who were opposite sides of the same perfect feminine coin.
I don't really know when I began seeing them as objects of my sexual desire but I do know I tried to fight those feelings. Just when I thought I had them under control Jenna would show a new dance costume and before I knew it I was in my room stroking my dick thinking about tearing it from her tiny frame. Or Jess would tease me about something and I would picture filling that smirking mouth with my manhood. It was never ending. And it was getting worse.
Over the past few weeks I had been secretly sneaking into my sisters rooms when no one was homes and looking in their drawers. Pulling out a pair of lace panties in Jenna's, a skin tight thong in Jess'. And I think it was only a matter of time until I was caught. Which brings us to my present circumstances.
With my rapidly shrinking erection in my pants I walked down the stairs to the kitchen, grabbed a beer and kept walking down to my bedroom. Both my sisters were adults now how could they not know that I was sexually frustrated? Jess used to bring her boyfriend home all the time, before they broke up a few months back. And when she said "we are going upstairs and you two are staying down her" it was not hard to know what was happening. Jenna however was like me. Never had a boyfriend that I knew of because she was always too busy with dance.
I slumped down on my bed and stared at the ceiling. The cold beer in my hand unopened, my mind racing. Was she going to tell Mom and Dad? What would happen then? Would they send me to some sort of councilling. "How to not dream of fucking your sisters" wow...is that actually a thing? I mean I found lots of porn that was like "bro fucks step sis" "horny sis wants my cock" and all that shit, but that was porn. I was legitimately lusting after my sisters. I had a problem. Maybe being caught was a good thing and I could get help.
But the hottest thing I could think of was stroking my cock to their undergarments. Fantasizing about where that material had been and what it had touched. Once or twice when I was on laundry I would find a pair and would sneak them to my room for the night before getting them on the washer. The first time that happened I believe I came 5 times onto one of Jenna's bras. I can't believe that much cum actually washed out!
The floor creaked above me and I knew Jess was moving about in her room. She had been silent till now so maybe she had called the parents all ready. I was so fucked. She was coming down the stairs. No pause in the kitchen, just straight down the basement stairs. My door creaked open.
"Figured I'd just walk in since you don't seem to respect doors anymore anyway" she stood at my door face a rain cloud of emotion. She was wearing a different outfit from when she had come home and found me in her room. Why had she changed? The tiny workout shorts barely covered her ass as she walked around to sit at the foot of my bed.
"So...we gotta talk eh" she looked down at me and crossed her arms over her chest. She had a tight T-shirt on and I could just barely see the outline of her bra holding onto her beautiful tits. Don't look. That's what got you in this mess in the first place.
"Ya...I...I'm sorry...if it counts for something" I mumbled, still staring up at the ceiling.
"You should be. And yes it does." she reached her left hand out and laid it on my leg. Her touch was electrifying.
"You went into my room without asking me. And that is never OK!" she patted my leg.
"But if your sorry then, I forgive you little bro!"
I looked at her sitting at the foot of my bed, hand on my calf. "Jess I...you...you saw what I was doing...Are you going to tell Mom and Dad?"
"Ewww are you fucked? Tell the parents I caught my brother jerking off to my underwear! Fuck no!" she took her hand of my leg and brought it back to join her right on her lap.
"But we are going to have to talk about that to... can't have that happening again..."
"and...umm...how...do...we..." I couldn't seem to make a coherent thought let alone a form it into words. My face was burning red and I was having trouble breathing.
"Relax Jeffy" fuck I hate that nickname. "I realized that your in a difficult place. You've never had girlfriend. And I would be very surprised if any of the girls at Gillmont would casually fuck the nerd of the grade. Would they?"
"no..." I had resumed staring at the ceiling but now I closed my eyes. This couldn't get any worse. My older sister was punishing me by reminding me how pitiful my life really was.
"And I hear you all the time watching porn down here"
