Triplets

Notes:

All characters are over 18 and purely fictional.

Our mom had become such a slut. I mean, we realized that she'd always been a slut but it had gotten worse since dad divorced her and took everything except us three kids. We had to move into a cramped two-bedroom apartment; she took one room and we took the other one.

"We" consisted of my sisters and me, triplets. We had the same mother and presumably the same father but there was some question about that. I was the fraternal one with thick black hair, while my sisters were identical. We'd heard about two eggs with one splitting into two babies almost since we were born. My sisters got mom's best attributes -- strawberry blonde hair, freckles. Kiki (yes, that was her real name) and Eliza had 34 D chests. I know, because we were now sharing one chest of drawers and one closet and one washer and one dryer so our clothes, including underwear, all got mixed together. There was a clothes basket full of clean clothing sitting outside our closet door right now, clothes spilling out, and clothes stacked in our closet to the point that they were falling over. By the time we all turned eighteen this year, their hips and asses had gotten as big as mom's. They were positively and classically hourglass shaped.

Our tight quarters had not one, but two sets of bunk beds. The girls slept in one, Kiki on top and Eliza on the bottom. Our living arrangement was so new that Eliza would hit her head on her sister's bunk and Kiki would hit her head on the ceiling. The other set had my bed on the top and I hit my head too. In my bunk bed, we'd thrown out the bottom mattress and put a door on the frame and hooked up our flat screen TV and video game consoles. We had several. Tonight, we were playing a retro game of Mario World, trying to make Mario run upside down and around and stuff. It was late, after 11:00 and the only light was the green and blue coming from the TV. The girls were sitting cross-legged while I had my legs stretched out in front of me to play.

My sisters liked to dress alike sometimes. Tonight, their pajamas were the same but that's mostly because they couldn't see the point in getting new ones. Both w0re short-sleeve cotton shirts with v-necks and shorts, white with strawberries all over them ("like our hair"). They'd been bought while they were in the middle of puberty so the shorts were too small for both of them. I'd sneak a glance to see the half-moons of their asses rubbing on the carpet where they were sticking out through the bottom. That tight white fabric on their pussies let me see their mounds pushing against the fabrics, red hairs poking out the sides. When they had bought them, Eliza, on my left, had her tits fully grown so I could look down in the V-neck and see her nipple and areola. Kiki, on my right, had not been fully grown and got a size smaller. I couldn't look down her shirt but I didn't need to since her tits were straining against the fabric, the shape of her nipples obvious. I was dressed in pajama pants, loose enough to not show my junk off. I wasn't wearing a shirt, my pale skin showing my lean yet fit frame.

Eliza was kicking our ass when mom came home. There was the sound of her high voice and a low gruff one we didn't recognize. Then the sound of clattering in the kitchen as she made the deep voice a "night cap." There was some conversation for about fifteen minutes. The three of us were listening, throwing us off our game, and, shortly, all three of us died. We didn't bother to restart, just sat there listening over the sound of the digitized music. Mom's bedroom door slammed shut and we heard her and her "date" fall onto the bed in her room next door. The walls were paper thin so we often listened to our mom fuck. If we were in bed, we'd pretend to be asleep and masturbate. It was hard to hide anything we were doing in such a small room - we all had stopped eating beans because of the gas -- so all of us knew what the others were doing but never mentioned it. It was kind of an unspoken agreement.

There was murmuring from the room then the gruff voice got louder.

"I think she's blowing him," Eliza said.

"Probably," I said, muting the TV. Then, "Yeah, I thought I heard the sound of her gagging."

"I love that sound," Eliza responded. Kiki and I didn't say anything for a second, just digested this.

"I know," I finally said. "I can hear you stick your fingers in your pussy when you hear it." My blonde sister looked at me in shock, mouth agape; I had just broken our unspoken covenant. "Or is it a dildo?" I asked. We all masturbated when we were together in our room (we didn't have a choice), but this was the first time we had ever talked about it.

Eliza finally managed to answer. "None of your business. For your information, I can hear you jacking off too."

"Sometimes I hear you gagging, too. That can't be your fingers. What is it?" I shot back. Eliza just stared.

Kiki had been quiet and obviously getting more excited. "Wanna see something cool?" she asked.

We both turned our attention to our sister in the tight shirt, glad to have her cut the tension. Kiki had a big shit-eating grin as she used the remote and changed the input on the TV.

"What's that?" I asked as the picture, lots of black and green, came into better focus.

"Holy shit!" Eliza said. "It's mom." Sure enough, on the screen as we watched, our mother, completely naked, huge tits even bigger than her daughters' on display, got up off her knees and onto her bed on all fours. Her date got behind her and, holding his dick to line it up, pushed it in and started fucking her. We could hear the slap of his hips on her big ass through the wall while we watched them on the TV.

Soon, mom was getting into it. "Oh, yeah, fuck my ass!" she screamed, apparently unaware that we could hear them, much less see them.

"He's fucking her ass?" Eliza said, sounding disgusted.

"Don't knock it till you try it," Kiki said, then covered her mouth in embarrassment.

"You've had a cock in your ass?" Eliza said, looking over at her sister. My eyes were glued to the screen where our mom obviously had one.

"Well, not a real one," Kiki started. "Have you had a real cock in your mouth?"

Before Eliza could answer, I cut in. "Think that's Brian?" I asked, referencing one of our mom's boyfriends.

The two blondes looked closely at the screen. "I think it's Sean," Eliza said.

"Mike," Kiki chimed in.

"Could be Miguel," I continued.

"Oh, Joe, fuck my ass!" mom yelled.

We all stared in silence. Then my sisters started rolling around on the floor, covering their mouths so they wouldn't laugh out loud. I could see their tits lolling around under their shirts. They had their legs open so I could see even more pussy hair poking out and one of Kiki's labia that had fallen out. She saw where my eyes were and reached down to pull her shorts down.

"She's fucking you," Eliza finally hissed to me. Joe was my name.

"Very funny," I hissed back, my face turning red, or, in the weird light, darker.

We went back to watching our mom get fucked in the ass. Joe, the other Joe, raised his hand up and smacked our mom's ass hard. We could hear it through the wall. "Oh, yes, Joe! Spank my naughty ass!" Mom was so loud that I was sure the neighbors could hear -- not just us.

"She has to know we're hearing her," I said. "Even if we were asleep, she would have woken us up."

"I don't know," Eliza said. "She's pretty hungover after these hookups. I often don't think she remembers them and I often wonder if, when she's getting fucked, she's even aware what's happening."

Kiki had been silent for awhile. "Joe," she said to me. "You hard?"

I could hear Eliza's sharp intake of breath. "Kiki!" she hissed.

"Shhhh!" Kiki and I shushed.

Her outburst had given me a chance to come up with a witty retort. "You wet?"

"Let me check," Kiki said, and as Eliza and I watched, shoved her hand down into her white shorts. "Yup," she said, and pulled her fingers out and held them up, glistening in the light from the TV. Eliza was just making gawking noises next to me, obviously speechless. My chin had dropped and I was just looking at my triplet sister, who was smiling mischievously. "Wanna taste it?" and then, before I had a chance to answer, shoved her fingers in my mouth. I pushed my sister away reflexively and she rolled onto her back, her butt and legs coming up to show her vulva, visible on either side of the piece of white cloth that was supposed to be covering it.

I didn't know what to say. Her fingers had tasted like salt and something else, almost like a musk. On the screen, our mother was on her back now, her knees up, legs open, the other Joe holding himself up on his hands as he fucked her. He reached up and grabbed one oversized tit and started kneading it.

Kiki rolled back up so she was sitting back up again, staring intently into my eyes. Finally she said, "I wanna see it."

"What?" I said, acting stupid.

"Your cock."

"You can't be serious," Eliza started.

"I am and, furthermore, you want to see it too."

"I, that is..." Eliza stammered.

Kiki pressed on. "I see you trying to look without him seeing when he's changing," she said like I wasn't there. "I even saw you peeking into the bathroom when he was showering."

Elize opened her mouth as if to protest, then closed it again and said, "I didn't know anybody was there."

"I wanna see yours too," Kiki said.

"You've already seen mine," her sister replied.

"I wanna see it while we watch our mom getting fucked by some rando."

"Why?"

"I wanna see you wet."

Eliza opened her mouth again as if to protest but something about how Kiki was looking at her made her stop. "Let's get back to Joe's cock," she finally said instead.

I looked back from blonde head to blonde head. Yes, they were my sisters. But they were also hot girls, something I'd been aware of since I hit puberty shortly after them. And something which had been driven home in our close quarters. I thought maybe this was a joke. I would show them my cock and they would call mom and tell on me. It was a guilty child's thought and I was no longer a child. And our mom was in the next room screaming out men's names -- Brian, Sean, Miguel, Jim - as she got fucked, obviously having forgotten who she was with. The other Joe, for his part, didn't seem to care, but just kept plowing her.

I lay back, pulled my pajama pants off, and then sat up again, my legs a bit apart now, my cock standing straight up, hard as a rock. Eliza took in a deep breath. "You ever seen a real one before?" Kiki asked.

"Well, yeah, Jimmy showed me his."

"That was like in sixth grade," I said, after wracking my memory for who Jimmy was. Eliza and Jimmy had been caught showing each other their privates behind the gym. Eliza blushed and shrugged.

"What about Matthias?" Kiki grilled our sister.

"We never made it that far. He... he said he was waiting for 'the one' and I wasn't it." Eliza seemed to be about to tear up.

I changed the subject. "Speaking of showing each other..." I chimed in.

Kiki moved her glare from Eliza to me. "You pushed my vag juices away," she accused me.

"You caught me by surprise!" I protested. "Shoving your fingers in my face."

Kiki looked down at the carpet, twirling a couple of strands with her hand. "Still," she said, not looking at us.

On the screen, mom was lying face down while the other Joe straddled her legs and was pumping her in that position. "Oh, Ryan, yes! Fuck my ass!" That was our dad's name. Once again, the random hookup didn't seem to care, just kept fucking it. We ignored them.

Kiki continued. "Still, I tried. It's Erika's turn."

"What?" Erika squealed and we shushed her. On the screen, Joe's head turned towards our room for a second as he stopped. But then went back to staring down at our mom as he fucked her, the sound of his hips hitting her ass filling the apartment. "What?" Erika whispered again.

"You know you want to," Kiki hissed. "That's not all you want to do."

"What do you mean?" Eliza said, dread forming in her voice.

"You want Joe's cock inside you," Kiki said.

"What? No?" Eliza said.

"I heard you say it," Kiki said, voice accusatory, eyes narrowed. "I taped you saying it," and she played a clip from her phone.

"Oh, yes, Joe, let me suck you," came Eliza's voice, then, "Oh, Joe, I know it's wrong to fuck my brother, but I want you to fuck me."

Eliza and I were stunned, motionless. I was still naked but my erection was wilting a little as I felt bad for my sister being blackmailed by my other sister. Eliza was completely silent as she reached down and grabbed the waistband of her pajama shorts and, rocking back and forth on her ass, pulled them down and off. She sat, like I was, legs apart and straight out. I could see her bush, red in normal light, it was just a dark shadow in the green light from the night vision movie on the TV. I stared at my sister's pussy, my mouth dry. She stared at me, fear in her eyes, the same fear I'd had as I pulled my pants off. How would I react?

I couldn't stop myself but moved to my sister and, grabbing the hem of her shirt, pulled it up and over her head, finally revealing her big tits in all their glory. Big tits, flat, muscular stomach and pelvis, red-haired pubic mound. Like Joe had done on the TV, I grabbed one large breast and started kneading it, and bent my head down so I could suck the other one. Eliza moaned quietly, arms wrapping softly around my shoulders. I leaned forward to push my sister onto her back. Her knees came up automatically, her legs apart so I was lying between them, and I slithered down until I was looking right at my sister's pussy. I was close enough that her pubic hair looked red again, and I could smell the musk, exactly like her sister's. I buried my face in it.

I started licking my triplet sister's juicy pussy, the salt and musk the same taste as I'd briefly experienced on my other sister's fingers. "Fine," Kiki commented. "You eat hers but mine you push away."

I stopped only long enough to say, "I told you, you caught me by surprise." Then I shoved my face back into Eliza's pussy, her bush, sweaty, in my nose, licking her wet cunt. I had my arms on either sides of the blonde's thighs so I could keep kneading her large tits. One of Eliza's hands rested, tentative and soft, on my head, the other covering one of my hands on her tit. She moaned, low and quiet. Not that our mom would have heard us - she was screaming again.

Even over the cacophony I could hear the slither of cloth against skin. I imagined Kiki was getting naked and, looking back, saw she was, her own huge tits, just like our sister's, swaying as she got on all fours. Between her legs, I could see her own bush, the same as our sister's. Kiki crawled on top of me and then lowered herself down. I could feel her legs straddling one of mine, her bush on my butt, her huge tits like soft pillows on my back. She got right down by my ear. "Keep licking," she said and that seemed like a fine idea to me. So I got back to licking my sister's cunt while my other sister lay naked on me. "Put your finger in her pussy." I didn't look back but pulled one hand off Eliza's breast and stuck my finger in her pussy. It was hot and wet. Eliza took the opportunity of an empty breast to play with it herself, pinching and pulling the nipple. "Another finger," Kiki prompted and I had two fingers in our sister's pussy. "Another," and I had three in there. It was getting tight. "Another," and Eliza started moaning even before I got the fourth in.

Kiki slid back off me and, still straddling my leg but on her knees, put her face in my buttcrack, her hair falling soft on my buttcheeks. I felt her nose in my crack and then her tongue licking my asshole. It was my turn to groan. Kiki had a strong tongue and not only licked my asshole but stuck her tongue in it. It couldn't go far but the pressure shot pleasure through my body. I was lying on my hard cock and it was trying to get harder. Getting rimmed caused me to lick Eliza faster and harder.

From the room next door, we could hear the sound of sloppy cocksucking punctuated by gagging and choking. "I wanna do that," Eliza whined and sat up, pulling her pelvis from underneath my face and off my fingers. She pushed lightly on my shoulder and I decided she wanted me on my back, so, as Kiki scurried out of the way, I rolled over and lay there, my cock a flagpole over my body. My sister stared hungrily at it then bent over and wrapped her lips around it. It was amazing, her cool wet lips on my cock, the first thing I'd ever had surrounding it except my hand. Kiki was bent over too, close, watching her sister intently, then winced as Eliza made a big sloppy noise around it. I wasn't certain what that was supposed to accomplish.

"That's not how you do it," our sister Kiki admonished our other sister. Eliza looked up at her sister's face but kept my cock wrapped firmly in her lips right behind the head. I could feel her tongue exploring it, which felt great except when she tried to put it in the hole. That burned and I twitched. "I've watched videos," Kiki continued. "Suck it like a straw." Eliza looked then sucked. That felt great! "Yeah, make your cheeks come in, surround his cock with them." Eliza sucked harder and I couldn't help but groan, my hand over my mouth to try to keep quiet. Kiki put her hand lightly on the back of Kiki's head and pushed gently down so my cock went deeper into my triplet sister's mouth. It felt like a vault of wet flesh squeezing and rubbing down my cock, not so much caressing it as massaging it.

"Ooohhhh," I said, coming immediately.

Pffft! Hack! Air shot out Eliza's nose as my cum hit the back of her throat and made her cough. She opened her mouth and pulled up, gagging.

Kiki, however, was having none of that. She gripped her sister's head hard and pulled down, her biceps bulging. "Swallow it!" she hissed. Eliza, realizing that was part of it, wrapped her lips around my cock again as some of my cum slid down the shaft, then past it, soaking into my curly black pubic hair. Eliza kept alternately coughing through her nose and swallowing. Meanwhile, on the screen, my mother was also slurping and gagging and coughing as she was once again giving head to her date, though this time she was on her back, Joe lying on her and fucking her face. Once she was certain I was finished coming, Eliza sat back on her heels and wiped her mouth.

Kiki reached her finger down to swipe a gob of my cum from my pubes and put it to her mouth to suck off her finger. She made lip smacking noises before opining, "Interesting flavor. Not bad." She licked her fingers clean. Eliza and I just stared at her, Eliza gulping, face screwed up like she wasn't enjoying the flavor. Kiki looked back guiltily, "Well, I wouldn't ice a cake with it, but..." We continued to look blankly at our blonde, naked sister. "Nevermind," she said and scooted forward and pushed on her sister's chest between her boobs.

"What...?" Eliza said as she folded up, rolling onto her back, her knees coming up. Kiki ignored what she was saying and buried her face in her sister's cunt, strawberry blonde hair pooling on pale skin, mixing with Eliza's fiery bush. Kiki already had two fingers in her sister's pussy and was expertly licking Eliza's clit before Eliza could speak again. "What...?" Eliza repeated, looking as her sister ate her out. "I'm not... That is, I don't... That is..." she protested, then relaxed onto the floor and closed her eyes and moaned. I sat on my heels, my erection rapidly returning, as I watched one of my triplet sisters eat the other one out. Eliza was soon running the fingers of one hand through Kiki's hair and twisting her nipple with the other one, just like she had with me. After a few minutes Kiki came up for air. "Oh, don't stop," her doppelganger whined while, from next door, our mother was coughing around her own Joe's erupting cock.