This story is purely fiction. I hope you enjoy it and my other stories that I have written. I appreciate comments and an occasional suggestion.
Today was the day that I had both longed and feared for. Today was my eighteenth birthday and it was also the day in which I would have sex with one of my two beautiful sisters.
The day had started off as the rest of my birthdays. My family came into my room early in the morning, sang, gave me the happy birthday wishes, and then left me to get ready for the day ahead of me. My mother then called into school to tell them that I would not attend that Friday.
I went downstairs and had a good breakfast of bacon, eggs, toast, and some orange juice. When I finished my mother cleaned up; my sisters both arose and gave me a kiss on either side of my cheeks. They then went upstairs.
My dad lowered his paper and said, “Well, son. Today’s the big day.” He looked at mom but she was to busy doing the dishes, he leaned over and whispered to me, “So which one do you want?”
I shrugged my shoulders and said, “I don’t know dad. Which one do you want?”
He smiled at me and said, “Well, I’m kind of partial to your oldest sister Tracey.”
I shrugged my shoulders and said, “Okay you take Tracey and I’ll take Lacey.”
My father stood up and said, “Alright. I’ll go an’ tell them. Hell, Lacey has wanted you for a long time now. I think she’ll be happy with her end of the deal.” I gave him a weak smile and up the stairs he went. My mother then walked over and sat down at the table next to me and put her arm around my shoulders.
“What’s wrong honey.” She asked.
“I’m scared.” I replied.
“It’ll be fine. You and your sister knew that this day would come one day, now it’s here, and you are going to be alright.” She said.
“I know, but I just feel weird about it though.” I told her.
“Well, you’ll just have to talk to your sister tonight before you go to bed.” She said.
“What exactly do you mean, mom?” I asked.
“Well, your father and your sisters are moving Tracey’s bed into your room.” She replied.
“So where am I going to sleep at?” I asked, shocked and surprised.
“In your room with her silly. Now hurry up and go help them out.” She said.
I went upstairs and for the next two hours I had to move my stuff around to accommodate my sister’s things. I had to drill two metal pegs into the wall to hang up my guitar and build another shelf to place my amp, spare picks, and a few other things. After the bed and mattress were put into place my sister spent a few minutes placing her “bed stuff” on, then she went into her room and emptied out her dresser and desk. Then mom, dad, Tracey, and Lacey went out to get me some birthday presents.
While they were gone I put my Scorpion King soundtrack in my computer and started to carry the empty dresser from across the hall and into my room where she wanted it, then I brought over her dresser drawers and placed them back into her dresser. Then I carried the desk over with more difficulty than the dresser but I managed to get it. Finally, I set her computer up which was now next to mine.
Now, I know that this may be a little late in the story but I feel I owe you some descriptions. I (Matthew, Matt for short) am 6’ 2” tall and weigh just over 150 pounds but not by much. I have short, spiked, blonde hair and green eyes (originally brown, but I recently got contacts and I wanted them to change my eye color to green, so that’s what I got). Even though I’m skinny I have a little bit of muscle because of my daily workout routine. I work at a local music store.
My sister Lacey is 19. Her blonde hair goes down to the middle of her back. Her blue eyes add an air of sweetness to her. She’s about 5’11” and weighs 120 pounds, very athletic so she has some muscle to her. Lacey works with me at the music store.
My oldest sister Tracey is 20. Her hair is the same as Tracey’s. Her brown eyes make her look really innocent. No one says no to her with those eyes. She’s about an inch shorter then Lacey and about a couple of pounds lighter and not as athletic. Tracey works at a clothing store.
My mother Sue is 38. Her bottle red hair ends just below her shoulders. Her brown eyes are exactly like Tracey’s. No one can refuse a request from her either. She’s about 6’ and weighs about 130. Mom doesn’t work.
My father John is 40. He has short sandy looking hair. His eyes are also brown but not as soft as my sister’s or mother’s. He stands at about 6’ and is heavier than I at 170 pounds and keeps us living comfortably as a senior partner with an architectural firm.
Now back to the story.
By the time my family arrived home it was seven o’clock and I had fallen asleep listening to my CD. My sister Lacey was the one who woke me up. “You know you didn’t have to move everything by yourself. We would’ve helped you.”
“It’s cool.” I replied.
My sister said, “Thanks though, now you need to come down and open your presents.” She got up and gave me a kiss on the forehead.
I got up and stumbled down the stairs to the living room, there were four square boxes all the same size and a birthday cake. They sang happy birthday to me and then we had some cake.
Afterwards, everyone begged me to open up their present, so I closed my eyes and randomly picked one. It was from my mom. I tore open the box and inside was some sex books. One on vaginal sex, anal sex, oral sex, and one on other sex related things including positions and many other topics.
I then plucked up another present this one from my father. I opened the box up and there were six porn movies, all of them had Asian women in them. I smiled then nodded my head.
The next box was from Tracey. Inside the box were more movies but these here were of MFF group sex. I really loved these and the stirring in my pants really confirmed my love for them.
The final box was from Lacey. I opened the box and inside were more movies. There were five movies of a busty young blonde and some young guy. They were all different videos. Then there was another one with “Your Favorite Stripper” written on it and a box of condoms. I looked up at Lacey and gave her a weak smile.
“Now,” my father said, “it’s time.” He gave me a key. Then mom, dad, and Tracey went upstairs followed by Lacey.
When Lacey didn’t see me follow she came back down. “What’s wrong?” She asked.
“I don’t know how to tell you this sis, but I…I…” I started.
“You can’t sleep with me, can you.” I just dropped my head and nodded. My sister sat down on the table just in front of me.
I held the key up in my hand and said, “Here, take your freedom.” But Lacey didn’t make a move.
“No, you save that until you’re ready.” She lifted my head up and said, “I’m kinda glad you wanna wait because I want to try and seduce you. Tease and taunt you until you finally snap and beg me to give you my body. Now let’s go up and we’ll watch some of your movies.”
We went upstairs and I was trying to decide which one to watch when Lacey handed me one that she had gotten for me. Actually, it was the titled “Your Favorite Stripper”. I put it in and instantly Lacey popped up onto the screen. She said a few things and then started to slowly strip. To say I was impressed was an understatement. Her breasts were large. Lacey leaned over me, “FYI, they are a 38 C.” I just sat there drooling. Finally after a few minutes she was done. Her pussy was hidden by the silver chastity belt my father had given her when she was twelve. Then, for about 10 minutes she played with a little pink dildo sucking on it and then sticking it up her ass.
Again she leaned over to me and said, “I thought of you the entire time I filmed this. I even imagined that was your cock I was sucking on and sticking up my ass.” For the next couple of hours we watched more of my porn movies, we snuggled together, my erection pressed against her ass cheeks. Finally, at eleven there was a knock at the door. My parents and sister walked in.
“Damn son, you two are the quietest fuckers ever.”
“Well, dad…” I started.
“We didn’t do anything.” Finished Lacey. My dad looked like he was going to have a heart attack. “Dad,” Lacey said, “we will when Matt is ready until then I am going to respect his wishes.”
“Well, bro. Whatever works for you.” Said Tracey and with that they left and we finished the movie.
Then Lacey went to her bed after brushing and went to sleep. I wasn’t too far behind her. I climbed in my bed and started to fall asleep when Lacey said, “So, how about you come over here and warm me up some Matt.” I climbed out of bed, walked over to hers and laid one of my blankets over her.
I went back to my bed and I heard her whisper, “Smart ass.”
The terrible part was that in the morning I had a front row view of my sister dressing and undressing and the fact that she always made a show of it. This daily and nightly show made it tougher on me, as did her naughty talk whenever we were alone. I finally gave in to my urges after only a week.
