I originally decided not to publish this part of my story, but Sam, who found my secret work (and has added to it!), read it through and said I should be brave and do so -- no matter what people might think. I also think she would admit that reading it made her feel rather horny which delayed publication for an hour.
I was awoken by someone sitting astride my head and a swift slap to the cheek." Ow!" I yelled opening my eyes in the darkness.
"How dare you?" growled a husky voice. "How dare you fuck my girl-friend?"
I used my arm to grab a wrist and stop another slap.
"What the hell?" I yelled, still groggy with sleep.
"You, Ricky babe, fucked my girlfriend and I want my revenge!"
I was awake now and in the dimness of the room took in the fact that my big sister, Rachael, was a little cross with me.
"B. .but . . ." I managed to stammer. Rachael switched on the bed side lamp and sat back on my chest. She was wearing a red silk dressing gown - and nothing else. My eyes got used to the brightness and came into focus on her rather nice cleavage, but as she grabbed my ears and twisted this rapidly went out of focus again. I grabbed for her wrists and used all my strength to push her back. I could see there were tears in her eyes as well as my own.
"Sorry sis," I murmured -- "she rather seduced me, I think."
At this Rachael heaved against me and her pubic mound ground into my chin as she tried to squash me. I moved my chin trying to free it, my hands still holding her wrists to prevent another attack. She shifted again, this time grinding herself against my mouth. I opened my mouth to protest and the next thing I knew was her hot clit rubbing across my teeth.
"Seduced you, you randy fucker!" she squalled and then, trying to answer back, my tongue touched her hot pussy lips she wailed and ground herself even harder against me.
I had never thought of my sister as a sex object, but as a rather attractive, rather nice friend. But it is very difficult to think when your mouth is covered with someone rubbing their clit hard against your teeth whilst pinning back your arms. She shifted herself putting a red hot vagina over my mouth. I swallowed and then my tongue took over, probing and seeking a way between her burning pussy lips. She gasped and gasped again and her hold on me relaxed, as she swayed more and more against my face. Her clit was now my rubbing up against my nose as I buried my tongue deeper and deeper inside.
It was the early hours of New Year's day, a few hours after I had lost my virginity to Sophie, Rachael's girlfriend in the bathroom (See Chapter 2). Rachael had gone off to bed -- she was exhausted and tired from the problems with the ice and snow - and had left us together. She had seemed OK about things then, so this midnight attack was really unexpected.
Rachael, was moaning deeply and getting into a rhythm, her clit running over the tip of my nose and her pussy grinding hard against my mouth. Me, well I had to admit I was beginning to enjoy myself. She tasted different to Sophie, a little more lime, a little less honey in her juices. If I worked on it I could probably create a Rachael cocktail -- tequila and lime with Demerara sugar. Whereas Sophie had been creamed rice and honey with a touch of vodka. No, actually that would not be a good cocktail.
Someone else was in the room, I felt them pull back the bedclothes and then they sat astride me, on my chest, behind Rachael. I could feel Rachael tighten and then she moaned louder. I turned my eyes sideways to the dressing table mirror and found I could see beyond my sister's pubic triangle. It had to be Sophie of course as there was no one else in the house. She was sitting naked on my chest, her arms around Rachael, kissing her ears and caressing her breasts.
Rachael started to press harder against me, her motion becoming more urgent. I concentrated on using my tongue to get as deep inside her as possible, the tequila and lime becoming more and more intoxicating to my befuggled brain.