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Author's Note: "Playing With My Sister" is a bisexual series. This chapter contains male-on-male sex scenes. If this bothers you, please go read something else, rather than sending me nasty anonymous emails.
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When I stepped into the bedroom, Angela was already sitting up, blinking in the brilliant sunlight. "Oh shit!" she whispered.
"Wake up, Baby," I said, kissing Suzie.
Keeping her eyes closed, she kissed me open-mouthed. "Yes, Paul!" she moaned, rolling onto her back and opening her legs. "Do it now!"
"Slut!" Angela cried, affectionately slapping Suzie's thigh. "It's 8:00 AM! We need to get up . . . and I don't mean Squirt's tool!"
"Mom and Dad are up," Angela continued. "Paul should be in his own bedroom, we're late for breakfast, and Mom or Dad will see you if you try to slip out."
We decided to brazen it out.
My beard was heavy. I shaved with a disposable razor while the girls dressed.
Suzie's Catholic school uniform -- minus panties -- was too bizarre, so Angela found clothes small enough to fit her.
"Good morning!" Angela and I cried as we walked into the family quarters on the second floor of our building. "We brought company for breakfast!"
"Suzie, how good to see you!" Mom cried, rushing over to hug her.
Dad hugged Suzie, too -- in a fatherly, non-sexual way. "You're looking radiant this morning," he commented. "I'm glad you and Paul had fun on your date last night."
"Oh yes!" Suzie replied. "This morning, Paul and Angela got up early to bring me over here. I hope you don't mind."
That wasn't a problem. Mom and Dad adored Suzie and considered her part of our family.
Mom hustled back into the kitchen. She loved to cook. Her desk and computer were next to the kitchen so she could do the hardware store accounting while watching sauces simmer.
"Isn't that a school blouse?" Dad asked.
Big-breasted Angela didn't have ANY blouses that fit A-cup Suzie, so she had to wear her own -- very Catholic-school looking -- blouse.
Suzie had always dressed modestly, so her costume was daring, with a tight black skirt ending six inches above her knees, white ankle socks, her sturdy black school shoes, a brick-red scarf around her neck, and her school blouse with the sleeves rolled halfway up and the top two buttons unfastened to show discreet cleavage.
Dad couldn't see the frilly panties molded to her firm buttocks and stretched over her folds.
"An old one," Suzie answered. "It's too worn for school . . . but it's still good." She'd told me the stiff fabric rubbing her bare nipples kept them hard.
"It looks nice," Dad agreed. "You're a very attractive young woman."
Mom called us to breakfast and everybody made cheerful small talk. Angela and I ate quickly. We started work in the hardware store at 8:30 AM on Saturdays.
Suzie lingered with Mom and Dad, then came downstairs carrying her school uniform in a shopping bag.
She hugged Angela warmly and whispered something that made Angela giggle. Then she gave me a chaste kiss and whispered "I'll see you this afternoon . . . STUD!"
Angela started opening the store while I removed the ladder Suzie had used to reach the fire escape at the back of our building. It had been visible from the second floor family apartment windows, but Mom and Dad hadn't noticed it.
I spent the next five hours thinking, mostly about Suzie -- making my shorts sticky with pre-cum -- but also about Dad. He wasn't a good actor and would have given some indication that he'd seen us. It had to have been a vivid dream. I was glad I hadn't told Suzie or Angela . . .
Mom and Dad took over at 1:30 PM. Mom had noticed we made more money and had less shoplifting when family members were there. Angela and I worked most week nights, doing homework during quiet periods, as well as on Saturday mornings.
"1:52 PM," Suzie observed as she opened the door. "I was expecting you at 1:48 PM."
"I took five minutes to shower and dress," I answered. "I figured you'd appreciate it, considering how funky I was from working five hours after . . ." we both grinned ". . . last night . . . uh . . . and this morning . . ."
Suzie was still wearing Angela's tight short black skirt, no stockings or shoes, the red scarf around her neck and her white school blouse.
"Come in here STUD!" Suzie said, pulling me inside. She was on me as soon as the door closed, kissing me passionately and rubbing her body against mine, pressing her tight nipples against my chest and grinding her pelvis into my swollen crotch.
I unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it open to reveal her sexy little bare breasts as she unzipped my pants and reached into my briefs, releasing my painfully-hard penis and swollen balls.
"Yeah, Paul!" Suzie gasped as I pushed her against the wall. She lifted her skirt, exposing her thick yellow pubic thatch, already gleaming with her juices. "Do it here! . . . Now! . . . Oh Fuck! . . ."
I gripped her hips to hold us together as I drove my stiff cock between her legs. "God, Paul!" she moaned. "Take me! . . . However you want!"
Suzie's areolas were puffed into domes, her hard nipples were 1/2" long and her firm breasts had swollen to B-cup size. Suzie's sexy tits rubbed my chest as I slammed my cock into her tight hot snatch, bouncing my balls against her pussy lips . . . building the tension in my groin . . .
"Oh fuck!" Suzie cried, cumming as I exploded inside her. "Shoot it Baby! . . . Shoot it up my hot cunt! . . . Oh yeah! Oh Jesus!"
I spent myself in a dozen violent thrusts. Afterwards, Suzie collapsed against the wall, gasping for breath. I held her up, kissing her face and mouth as her heaving breasts rubbed my chest.
"Paul, you are such a stud!" she finally whispered. "I wanted to give my body . . . my sex . . . to you unconditionally. You took me that way and I still came!"
"Your cock is still hard . . . still deep in my pussy!" Suzie continued. "I want to keep you inside me forever."
We stood there for several more minutes kissing and fondling each others' sweaty bodies, moving enough to keep my penis stiff. "Oh yeah!" Suzie moaned as I resumed fucking her with long slow strokes, continuing until she screamed and thrashed against the wall.
"Noooo!" Suzie moaned, reaching for my cock -- slick with our juices -- as I pulled out.
"I'll be back!" I said in a heavy Austrian accent.
Suzie giggled as she bent down to kiss my tool. "I guess we do need a break," she said. "We don't want to hurt him!" She took my hand and led me to her bedroom. The single bed was incredibly rumpled. "I've been masturbating all day," Suzie explained. "I was so hot for you . . ."
I was fully dressed with my still-erect penis and balls outside my pants. Suzie was wearing Angela's short black skirt and her unbuttoned blouse. We stripped quickly and lay on the bed with the lights out, cuddling and kissing . . .
"Paul . . ." Dad said. He was standing naked beside the bed. "Little Virgin Suzie . . .You've grown up . . . Become a woman . . ."
"Mr. Menghini!" Suzie purred, wrapping her hand around his stiff cock. It was longer and thicker than mine. "I see where Paul got his big beautiful pole!"
"Give it to me!" she continued, falling to her back and pulling Dad down on top of her. I jacked off as I watched him plunge into her tight pussy. He grunted like an animal as he shot his load.
"My beautiful daughter," Dad said, kissing Suzie. "Fucking you was even better than I'd expected." He turned to me. "Now it's your turn, Paul!" His hard cock was slick with semen and her juices. "Bend over . . ."
I sat up in bed, staring wildly around the darkened room. My heart was hammering in my chest and it was hard to breathe.
"What is it, Baby?" Suzie asked sleepily.
"Just a dream," I answered, trying to shake the vision of Dad's big stiff dick. "It's 4:30 PM. We fell asleep."
"Come here," Suzie said, taking me in her arms. "You're trembling. It must have been a real nightmare."
"Just weird," I answered, thinking how much I'd wanted Dad to fuck me after watching him with Suzie.
"It's all right, Baby!" Suzie said, kissing me. "Just forget the dream." With her body pressed against mine, that was easy to do.
"This is the position Dad was using in my dream!" I thought a few minutes later. Suzie was screaming and writhing beneath me, cumming as I hammered her pussy. "Ooohhhh!" I cried -- a guttural roar straight from my primal core -- as I shot my juice into her.
"Paul . . . Paul . . . Paul . . ." Suzie whispered, stroking my hair as we lay together, basking in the afterglow of shared pleasure.
"Do you love me, Paul?" she suddenly asked. "You know I love you."
"Of course I love you," I answered instantly. "The sex is great, but the way it strengthens our love is even better." I'd been thinking about sex and love a lot since my first time with Angela, so the answer was easy.
"This has been a weekend of new experiences," Suzie said dreamily. "Giving you my virginity, making love with Angela . . . I'd fantasized about her but never dreamed she'd be my first woman . . . using a vibrator, having sex with you AND Angela . . . cumming as you fucked my ass . . ."
"I'm guess I'm greedy," Suzie continued. "Because I want something else -- something Angela told me about doing." She pulled the strap-on out of the shopping bag on the floor. "Now, I want to fuck YOUR butt -- with this!"
The strap-on was a complicated black leather harness with two wide straps extending horizontally from a heavy leather plate and a narrow strap hanging down. A flesh-colored 6" cock-and-balls dildo extended from the plate.