My sister, Cindy, was my roommate for the past eight months at the time. We started having sex the day before she moved in and enjoyed each other's company many times since then. Our encounters tapered off a bit when I started dating Donna, who I worked with, but not enough for me to complain. Between my girlfriend and my sister, I was still getting laid more than the average Joe.
Things with Donna are a bit complicated since she lives in the city and I live in the suburbs. I work with Donna in the city, so I am the one stuck with the long commute most of the time. Most of our dates start right after work and if things go extremely well, I spend the night, if I have a change of clothes with me; otherwise, I have to make the long trip home afterwards.
"I'll see you tomorrow afternoon, Cindy," I stated while heading out the door Friday morning with my briefcase and overnight bag.
"Cool. Have fun big bro," Cindy said, "Enjoy your hot date tonight."
"What are you doing tonight?" I asked.
"Susan is going to come over around seven and we're going to watch some movies," she said in an excited manner.
"Cool. Tell her I said hi. I have not seen her in a couple of years," I remarked.
"I'll be sure to tell her," Cindy said.
Susan is the daughter of our mom's brother, making her our first cousin. We don't see that side of the family much since they are the black sheep. My aunt is an alcoholic, my cousin Tom has been in and out of the juvenile detention center since he was 12 and now he's 23 serving time for grand theft auto. To me, Susan seems to be the only normal one from that part of the family, but I have not associated with any of them much for fear of any trouble that might soon follow. Besides, I've heard that Susan has some skeletons in her closet as well, but no one has elaborated on exactly what that meant. As long as she was in the apartment with my sister, whom I trusted, I was sure everything would be ok.
The commute to work was stop and go, as usual. Upon my arrival, I jumped in to my daily routine so that I could clear my plate of things to do as fast as possible. I wanted to be able to enjoy my evening. It was not until 11am that I noticed Donna had not peeked in my office yet to say hello. I decided to take a break and go see her.
Her office was dark and still locked when I arrived. There was a note on the door. "Out sick" with today's date and a number to call in case there was an emergency.
"FUCK!" I said to myself. I knew she seemed sick yesterday, but I was hoping she was going to climb out of it for today. I went back to my office and called her to see how she was doing. She answered the phone on the fourth ring, just before the machine picked it up. She sounded horrible. It seems she had a full blown case of the flu and tonight was off. I was disappointed, but certainly, I understood.
Around 3pm, some people started to organize a happy hour celebration just for the hell of it and word spread throughout the office. I have not been to happy hour in a while, so I decided I'd go and hang out with the office gang for a while after work to let traffic die down before I head back home this evening.
About twelve people showed up. I ended up staying at the bar until 9:00pm before heading home. I only had a few beers, so I was ok to drive, but I was tired since I have been up since 6am and was just now heading home in the dark. The weather was not that great either, which made the roads a bit slower than the usual off-peak traffic period.
It was about 10pm when I parked my car a few doors down from my apartment door. I gathered my things and unlocked the front door. Upon entering the living room, there were no lights on, but the glow of the television was more than enough to illuminate the room. It appeared the DVD playing had finished and returned to the main menu. It was a chick flick, of course. I heard faint music playing in the distance and some other sounds I could not make out from where I was standing.
I silently dropped my things in the entry way and made my way through the living room to the hall leading to the bedrooms. I noticed the light in my room was on and the door was open. There was some music playing in the background in an attempt to drown out the sounds from the foreground. I heard talking and moaning coming from my bedroom at the end of the hall. With the stealth of a ninja, I made my way to the entrance of my room hoping I was going to find something good.
To my delight, my sister and my cousin, Susan, were each lying on their back with their pussies facing each other. There was a purple double-ended dildo between them that disappeared in to each of their holes. It was at least two feet in length as far as I could tell. They took turns grabbing the middle of it and wiggling it in circles as well as back and forth to have it move in and out of them.
Susan thinned out since the last time I saw her. She's 19 years old with long straight red hair. Her breasts filled out nicely in to what appeared to be a 34C. She was on the thin side for her height and seemed to be in great shape. From my view point, I could see the dildo moving in and out of my cousin, Susan, but my sister's leg blocked my view of her familiar snatch.
The women moaned and writhed on the bed with Susan taking command of the dildo. She worked it faster and faster in, out and around. Each woman fed off of the other woman's excitement. When they came in unison, Susan slid the dildo out of them. She jumped to all fours and took a position between my sister's legs. She was rubbing my sister's clit with her right hand and licking her juices at the same time. That is when she noticed my figure in the doorway and stopped cold.
Both women tried their best to cover themselves while looking at the entrance to the room. I entered the doorway so they could get a full look at me, putting to rest any fears they might have that I was an intruder.
"What are you doing home?" Cindy asked.
"Donna has the flu," I stated. "What are you two doing?" I asked sarcastically.
"Just playing," my sister said.
Susan was embarrassed and speechless. She was doing her best to keep the covers on her and remain still.
"Why are you in my room and not yours?" I asked as if I cared that two beautiful, naked women were in my bed.
"You have a king size bed and mine is only a twin," Cindy pouted.
I didn't give a shit that I was blood relatives with both women. At this point, I wanted in on the action. My cock already made its decision since it was rock hard in my pants and was just waiting for the rest of my body to catch up and get this plan in to motion.
"Can I play too?" I begged.
I walked in to the room towards the closest side of the bed, where my sister was sitting.
"It's fine with me if you want to join us," Cindy said, reaching out to grab my cock through my pants as she has done many times before.
"You guys planned this!" Susan accused.
"Planned what?" Cindy asked.
"Planned this convenient intervention to persuade me back to being straight," Cindy said coldly.
"He doesn't know. Besides, I would never betray your trust." Cindy lashed back at Susan.
What I didn't know at the time was that Cindy was molested by her brother, Tom, who is incarcerated now. Tom forced himself on his much younger sister many years back, but the family covered it up so that Tom would not get in trouble. As a result, Susan was forced to bury her pain and live with the shame of being raped by her older brother on several occasions, mostly when he was drunk. Later on, Susan developed an overall distrust of men in general and could only feel comfortable enough with other women to be intimate. She has not been with any man since that horrible period of her life years earlier.
"Why don't you chill out over there and watch us for a while," Cindy motioned to Susan. Susan took a seat in the bedside chair facing the bed.
Cindy unfastened my belt and undressed me so that my cock was no longer confined by my clothes. I felt the pre-cum lubricating the tip of my dick when her fingers gently rubbed my purple mushroom head. She began to suck my cock as she did so many times before, taking it in to her cheek before sliding it down her mouth. At the same time, she worked the saliva from her mouth further down the shaft with her hand so that she could stroke me with her hand while expertly sucking the head. The head of my cock would pop out of her mouth each time with a loud pop as the suction she applied was broken.
My cousin Susan was watching my sister orally pleasure me from the chair with inquiring eyes. I could not tell what she was thinking, but the fact that she was not running away was a good sign. Cindy jumped on my face to assume a 69 position. I immediately responded by burying my face deep in to her pussy. Her hole was gaping open a bit from where the dildo penetrated her earlier. That made it easier for me to work two of my fingers inside her so that I could focus on licking and sucking her clit. My fingers slowly slid in and out of her where the cold dildo had been minutes before. I could still feel the coolness around her hole, which was obviously the result of something artificial being there. Cindy sat up on my face as she came. I removed my fingers from her and placed my mouth on her entrance. She sat down harder on my face to complete the air-tight seal so that her juices could flow directly from her honey hole in to my mouth without escaping.
Cindy jumped off me and mounted my cock cowgirl style. She positioned my cock at her opening and slowly worked herself up and down on my shaft. When I was all the way inside her, her hips gyrated around my pole like an impaled belly dancer. I felt her pussy opening more and more inside as her arousal reached a level I had not seen before. My cock slid in circles inside her rubbing every inch of her inner lining as it rotated inside her. She was mimicking the movement of the dildo Susan controlled inside of her earlier. She came with a vigorous shake before thrusting her hands forward on to my chest. She jumped up from my cock and rolled to the side. The wetness of her pussy leaked down my ass as the cold air hit my cock.
