This is my second attempt at writing erotica. A big thank you to all those of rated, favourited and commented regarding the first story - It does mean a lot. My plan is to continue this series, slowly revealing the back story from the view of all the people in the house. As always all constructive criticism and feedback welcome. Thanks for reading!
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Jack opened his eyes, holding his breath. He felt the body heat of two naked 18 & 19 year old sisters sleeping either side of him. He sighed deeply. It wasn't a dream.
He'd gone through the same ritual for the best part of six months. Sometimes there was only one girl lying next to him, occasional three. (Never four, he thought, as when there were five in a bed no sleeping ever got done.)
In the back of his mind a little voice was screaming at him that this couldn't really be happening - no one could be that lucky. No individual could have the pleasure of servicing the highly sexual needs of a 38 year old woman and her three daughters. Especially women like these, with their large firm breasts and slim stomachs, gorgeous smiles and oh so willing attitudes. The types of women he had always thought of as unobtainable. He kept expecting to wake up - to discover that none of this had been real - just the most amazing erotic wet dream ever.
But no, there they were. Steph lying on one side; her tits pushed up against his back, her arm over his chest and Kate, her slightly older sister, facing away from him; her taut arse pushed against his groin, his cock, with a classic case of morning wood, gently pressing against her mound where it must have fallen out of her moist opening during the night.
He couldn't help but smile.
He still quite couldn't understand how he had become so lucky. Was it providence that led him to answer the advert for the room to let? He almost turned the room down when he first saw the house. It was in the wrong part of town, too far out from the centre - he was worried that he would get too bored, there would be nothing to do. But when he entered the property he met Mrs Johnson, the owner of the house, a solicitor apparently, well, she seemed very nice. The room was large and airy and the rent wasn't too bad so he thought he would give it a try. If after six months he hated it, he had reasoned with himself at the time, he could always move on and find somewhere else. Now nowhere else could ever compete with this.
"Good morning sexy," said a still half a sleep voice next to him. He felt Steph's stiff nipples rub against his back as she started to move and her hand slowly crept down his body.
Jack turned his head towards her. "Sleep well?" he asked.
"Mmm, the best," she replied. "You certainly know how to tire a girl out and send her to sleep happy! We were so lucky we found you."
The luck was entirely mine, thought Jack, as Steph slowly disappeared under the duvet, kissing his body as she shuffled down his chest. He shifted slightly, positioned himself on his back to give Steph easier access to the prize that she was obviously craving. He used to be concerned about the smell down there first thing in the morning: the sweat from the previous night's exertions; her sister's dried juices that must cover his erect shaft; but none of that bothered Steph. In fact it seemed to drive her even wilder, he thought, as he groaned in pleasure as he felt her warm mouth encase his dick, her tongue dancing around the head.
The movement on the bed caused Kate to stir beside him, and her eyelids started to open.
"Morning," Jack whispered in her ear.
"Good morning," she said, turning herself around to face him and noticing the extensive movements happening beneath the duvet. She smiled. "I see someone couldn't wait to get started this morning. And, to be honest, neither can I!" She leaned to Jack and their lips parted as they greedily started to suck each other's tongues.
With a big movement with her right hand she managed to cast the duvet off onto the floor revealing their three naked forms. The fresh air suddenly felt cold against Jack's skin. He looked down the bed and saw Steph proudly looking up at them both, his entire 7 inch cock embedded in her mouth. Her face was next to her sister's crotch where you could clearly see droplets of dried semen stuck around her pussy lips where it had been deposited during the night. Kate lovingly reached down and flicked Steph's long hair away from her eyes.
"Care for some help?" she asked her sister and, without waiting for a response, Kate, too, leisurely made her way down the bed until she joined Steph at Jack's crotch. Steph slowly release his cock from the warm encasing of her mouth and the sisters took turns licking all over his erect shaft; their tongues occasionally touching as they worked in tandem.
I truly am the luckiest person in the whole world, thought Jack as the two girls worked his shaft.
He still wasn't entirely sure how it had happened. He wasn't particularly good looking, average at best. When he first moved in he was a few pounds overweight, but the puppy fat had now disappeared under the new, mainly sex based, exercise regime he was following. When he first arrived at the house he wasn't even that sexually experienced. He was by no mean a virgin but none of his previous girlfriends had ever gone through the earth shattering orgasms he seemed to manage to give these family members on a daily basis. He certainly didn't think of himself as the sexual Adonis that each of the females of the house seemed to consider him. At seven inches fully erect he knew his penis was slightly bigger than the average but nothing compared to those well-endowed men he'd seen on adult web sites or porn videos. His only one blessing he discovered, was his powers of recovery and with the amount of stimulation in this house he was glad that his soldier was always ready to rise to the occasion and always give a healthy sized deposit.
"I see everybody's up!" came a voice from the doorway.
Jack looked round and saw Mrs Johnson standing their looking in. It must have been an odd sight, him lying naked on the bed while two of her daughters, also naked as jailbirds, worshipped his erect cock with their mouths. The girls just smiled at the mother and carried on giving his erection a tongue bath and Jack made no attempt to cover his modesty.
Susan looked at her daughters and smiled. There was pride in her expression and just a hint of jealousy as she stared at Jack's erection standing proud while being worked on by the mouths of the brown haired beauties.
If it was possible, the watching gaze of Mrs Johnson made Jack's cock even harder and he could sense his climax was forthcoming. Whether it was the sheer eroticism of having his cock sucked by two sisters under the approving eye of their mother or just what Susan was wearing (a semi-transparent, low cut nightgown that showed off her large firm breasts and wide hips) he knew he wouldn't be able to last much longer. Both Kate & Steph knew it wouldn't be much longer either. They could feel the blood pulsing through his cock, the shortening of his breath. After the amount of time they had spent worshipping at this particular alter over the past few months everyone had got to know each other very intimately indeed.
Kate and Steph looked each other direct in the eye and after a couple of seconds' wordless conversation Kate moved her head so she could take one of his testicles into her mouth, leaving the shaft free for her sister. Steph quickly took his erection back down her throat, her lips creating an air tight seal around his cock. Jack gently put one hand on the back of her head pushing it against his groin while he lifted his hips off the bed as, with a short cry of ecstasy, he began to shoot his man juice straight down the young woman's gullet. He released his hand and she released the pressure on his cock, while keeping the crown in her mouth as her tongue explored every nook and cranny of his prick making sure she picked up every droplet of his available cum.
Jack glanced back at the door just in time to see the back of Mrs Johnson disappear as she headed downstairs and felt Steph finally release his cock from her wet mouth.
"Wow ladies, that was as amazing as always," said Jack. "Now if you will excuse me, I'm afraid nature calls."
He slowly extradited himself from between the two girls, hopped out of bed and headed towards the door. Looking back he saw Kate launch herself onto her younger sister, her tongue stabbing away at her mouth trying to get any last vestiges of the flavour of Jacks' special sauce.
Jack made his way to the bathroom, not bothering to stop and put any clothes on. He opened the door and went straight inside. The door was not locked, but then it hadn't been able to be locked for the past 6 months. That was partly how this strange situation arose, Jack remembered.
The need to urinate became steadily stronger the nearer he reached the toilet, and it was only once he'd started to release the steady stream of piss, and the ache of his bladder subsided, that he noticed the shower was running.
The glass was misted up from the steam but there was no mistake who was inside. It was Natalie, and at 21 she was Susan's oldest daughter. Natalie was washing her hair; her shoulder length auburn hair was lathered up as she worked the shampoo into her scalp. She was facing away from the glass and he could see every contour of her shapely back, her tight peach of an arse on top of those delicate legs. She obviously had not heard him enter the bathroom or relieve himself in the toilet. The noise of the water must have drowned him out.
He looked down between his legs. Could he rise to the occasion so soon after experiencing the spectacular dual blowjob from her two younger siblings? His manhood started to stir as if to answer the question in his head. Jack smiled; he sometimes amazed himself with his powers of recovery.
He quietly opened the shower cubicle, trying to keep his presence secret for as long as possible. It was a large shower and could fit three people in there comfortably as Jack knew very well. It could even fit four people at a push on a couple of memorable occasions.
As he approached Natalie's posterior he took another second to admire the sheer beauty of this woman; the sheer beauty of this family. They had all inherited their mother's genes he thought as he took in her flawless appearance, the elegant curves of her backside, her long legs down to her dainty feet.
