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"Oh fuck!" The words shot out of me as Jenna wrapped her warm lips around my dong. Her long brown hair tickled at my thighs. She licked up and down slowly. Like getting a feel for it. My sister was clearly struggling with what she was doing. But her enthusiasm made up for any inexperience.

"I was asleep when Jenna came and woke me. Our little sister was still feeling worked up from before," Amy said casually, "I didn't think it was such a good idea, but..."

I heard Jenna try to say something, but her mouth was too full of dick for me to understand.

"Jenna insisted," Amy said, "I can't say no to my little sister. I hope you don't mind indulging her."

All I could do was shake my head. My sister's sucking was getting tighter. She still had her hand on me as well. God it felt so good.

"Do you think he's ready to go?" Amy asked.

"Definitely," Jenna said, pulling off my penis with a pop. She kept idly stroking my dick with her hand. I was so hard, it ached. You'd think I'd never cum in my life with how bad I was wanting it. I bucked my hips, like Brianna had before, trying to get my dick back in my sister's moist mouth.

"OK, well hop to it," Amy said, "I want to get back to bed." My big sister didn't act like she was in a hurry, however. She leaned against the doorway and stared intently at the two of us.

Jenna was in her undershirt and boy shorts from before, but that was it. Now she shucked off her panties and tossed them to the side. She took my dick and pointed it downward. My little sister lay herself over me and ground her pubis down on mine. We both groaned as our bare parts made contact. Automatically, my hands shot up and gripped Jenna's hips. Her little legs felt so thin. The brunette wiggled her nearly non-existent backside, pressing onto me more. Not even inside my sister, I could feel the heat of her sex over mine.

"In her, not on her," Amy said, "Jeez you two really are hopeless."

"I'm trying to get... He might be ready but I'm not," Jenna said.

Amy walked into the bedroom. Even in the dark, her green eyes seemed to shine.

"First off," she said, "Being on top is, like, the worst way to lose your virginity ever. Trust me, you can't do anything." The blonde girl gently grabbed her sister's shoulder and pushed her off. Jenna sprawled onto the bed next to me.

Freed from my Jenna's dry humping, my penis popped up and bobbed excitedly. Amy stared down and seemed to lose her train of thought for a moment, but she quickly recovered.

"The best way to be pierced by a penis for the first time is to let him do it. That way you can tell him what you like or whatever," Amy said, "Let me help set you two up."

Amy reached down and pulled off Jenna's undershirt, causing the brunette's little tits to bounce free. Her little boobs, capped with puffy, pink nubbins, looked oh-so-suckable. "It's not sex unless you're naked," Amy explained. She carefully moved Jenna around, like posing a doll, till my little sister was on all fours. Her pert little butt pointing in the air.

"Sweetie are you sure you've been through puberty?" Amy asked, "No hips, no tits, not even pubes."

"I shaved them," Jenna said. Her face even pinker than usual. "I thought it made my pussy look weird."

"I think it's really hot, sis," I told Jenna. She blushed.

"Whatever," Amy said, rolling her eyes. Then she pulled me to the back of the bed so that I was right behind my sister. My cock pointed straight at Jenna's exposed pink opening. Amy grabbed my cock and rubbed it up and down my little sister's slit.

"Now put that in there," Amy said, "Same rules as before though, understand? A few pumps to give your sister the feel of it. None of the, you know, the other stuff from last time. I expect you to stay in control."

"OK," Jenna and I chorused.

"You think you're ready, sis?" I asked.

"God yes," Amy said, "Get it over with so I can get to sleep."

"I meant Jenna. She said before she was..."

"It'll be fine," Amy said, "Stick it in and she'll adjust. Trust me."

I looked over at Jenna. She was already biting her bottom lip. Bracing for it.

"I don't want to hurt my sister," I said.

Amy sighed dramatically. "Fine. She licked you. Why don't you return the favor?"

I squatted down and lined my mouth up with my sister's bare, pink pussy. I swear I even saw a droplet drip down. Wow. My little sister had a super sexy snatch. I mean, it's hard not to have one. But Jenna's seemed even more fuckable than the usual. If that makes sense? Whatever. In the moment it made sense.

Tentatively, I put my tongue on my little sister's bare puss. It was only a light touch, but I felt Jenna shiver and stretch as my tongue made contact. I started lapping harder. Jenna tasted pretty good - sweet, salty, and strong - and I focused on making her body respond to my mouth.

I felt a finger brush across my face and looked up. Amy had taken it upon herself to help things along and now she was rubbing at our younger sister's clit. The brunette's whole body jerked as Amy made contact.

"That doing it for you, Jen?" Amy asked.

"Uh huh," Jenna said. Her voice strained.

"Lick faster if you can," Amy said, then to our sister, "Let me know when you're getting close."

"Uh huh," Jenna said.

"Slip a finger into her pussy," Amy said. I did as I was told. I felt my little sister's tight channel squeeze down on my digit. I pushed as deep as I could, then pulled back. Like a little penis. Then I remembered something I'd read online. I twisted my hand, so my finger pointed upward and curled it into a C-shape. I felt a patch of flesh that was raised. Spongy. Slowly I dragged my finger over that spot.

"AH!" I felt Jenna stiffen above me. "Gonna..."

Amy grabbed me by the cock and pulled. My finger slipped out of my sister. I dropped my head from her cunt.

Jenna dropped to the bed. She was panting. Looking back at both me and Amy with real anger in her face.

"I told you to tell me before you came," Amy said.

"I... didn't... Fuck. So close," Jenna growled.

"Good, now you're ready for your big brother's dick," Amy said. She went around and helped Jenna back up to her knees. Then she gestured for me to stand behind my baby sister.

Once again, I aimed my cock at my little sister's bare pussy. Her labia was practically purple and gaping open. Even in the dark, I could see my sister's juices glistening on her skinny thighs.

I started to rock forward. My cockhead kissed my sister's opening. Amy grabbed the shaft and held me back.

"What's Chase doing?" Amy asked Jenna.

"Putting it in me," Jenna said. Amy still wouldn't let me move. "My brother. He's putting his penis inside me."

"Do you want it?" Amy asked.

"So bad," Jenna said, then quickly corrected herself, "I want my brother's big dick in me so bad, Amy. Please."

"That's my girl," Amy said. She started dragging my forward. Feeding my cock into our little sister.

Brianna, Jenna's twin, her pussy had felt like nothing I'd ever experienced. I'd thought Jenna's would be similar, but I was wrong. My sister's twat was tight. At the most cock-gripping that Brianna's slot had been, at her climax, Jenna's own quim started there.

Then Jenna flexed her sex and it was somehow even tighter.

"Holy fuck, sis." I couldn't help it. My penis was in my little sister's pussy. Oh God.

Jenna didn't say anything. I saw she was biting her lip again. Eyes wide. Her cute pink face racked with pleasure or pain I couldn't tell. Probably both.

I pulled back a bit. As soon as it was just the head, however, my older sister shoved me forward again. Amy's fist soon ran out of room and she let go. And I slid into my younger sister all the way to the bottom.

I looked down and clearly saw where my cock met Jenna's pussy. My balls so close to her, they could have been attached to her body instead of mine. Her little brown star winked up at me from between her little pink buttcheeks. I resisted the urge jam my thumb in there, as well.

Jenna took a deep breath. Her cunt rippled over my cock. I slid my hands down to cup Jenna's tits. Her nipples felt practically sharp on my palms. It wasn't a comfortable position, draped over her like that, but I didn't care.

Jenna strained back at me, reminding me I had more important duties. I straightened and rested my hands on my little sister's tiny bottom.

"Remember the rules," Amy said.

I looked over at her quizzically. Amy was sitting on the bed, off to the side. Still fully clothed. She arched her eyebrow at me.

"Five pumps," Amy said, "Give her the feel of it, but that's all. That way it's... innocent. Not, ummm."

"Incest?" Jenna asked, her voice cracked.

"Right," Amy said, "It's just siblings learning together, you know? Nothing wrong with that."

I drew back slow, same as I'd done with Brianna. As I slid back in, Jenna started breathing hard out of her nose, like a bull getting ready to charge.

"Harder," Jenna said. She had her head bowed straight down.

"You sure?" I asked. Jenna reached back and pinched my thigh. Well OK then. I pulled back quick and stabbed into my little sister. Our hips met with a loud SNAP!

"Faster," Jenna said.

Well I'd learned my lesson from last time. I stopped slowly pumping my little sister and started, for real now, to fuck her. Any thought of limits blew past me as I hammered little Jenna's grasping cunt. Her pussy tried so hard to hold on - every time I went in was like taking her virginity all over again. It was work, but effort like this was too incredible for me to care.

I looked over at Amy, I guess expecting her to intervene. Instead she just nodded at me slightly. The room filled with the squeaks of the bed. The smacks of our bodies. Jenna's little "Uhn uhn uhns" punctuated every push.

I glorified in my little sister's body as I fucked her. Her little anus opening and closing slightly. Her hips rocking back and forth with my thrusts. Her tiny tits hanging down, conical. Her face practically cherry red. Green eyes aglow in the darkness.

Jenna's pussy rippled right up my shaft and I felt my orgasm close in on me. I'd never been so disappointed to cum - I wanted to keep fucking my sexy little sister forever. Still, I knew from last time not to risk it. I slowed and started to pull out.

Jenna was still groaning, "Oh oh oh... no no No NO! What are you doing?"

"I was getting close," I said, "I didn't want to...

"Fuck! Don't stop now," Jenna said. I noticed she was panting hard. Her whole body seemed to cinch as she rocked back and forth, trying to force me to keep pounding her.

"But what if I...?"

"It's fine," Amy said, "I'm already getting one pill. Won't hurt to pick up a second."

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Yes!" both girls shouted at the same time.

I drove forward with abandon. My balls bounced off my sister's clit as we slammed into each other.

"Oh yes..." Jenna said. Knowing that I was going to go all the way with her seemed to kick her into overdrive. "Oh God. Fuck. Fuck ME."

"Amazing right?" Amy said.

"So good," Jenna said.

"What's he doing to you?" Amy said, "Tell me."

"Fuh... Fuck. My brother is fucking me so... SO goooood," Jenna said. She threw her head up and stiffened. "Ohhhhhhhhhh OH!"

Her pussy wrapped around me, even impossibly tighter, but I managed not to cum. I'd done it. I'd given my sister an orgasm. I figured she'd let me stop. But as soon as Jenna came down from her high, the brunette teen immediately began ramming herself onto my cock all over again.

Jenna's explosion hastened mine along. I started grunting with every push.

"He's going to do it," Amy said, "Your brother's going to cum in you."

"Oh please," Jenna said, "Oh big brother give me all of it. I need it so bad."

"Your brother's going to fill your unprotected pussy," Amy said.

"Please," Jenna said, "Please cum in meeeeeeee."

My body stilled. My little sister's pussy squeezed down on me and the only thing I could do was let loose.

"Oh FUCK! Fuck fucking YES!" Jenna screamed.

Amy reached back and grabbed my balls, nesting them in her palm as they emptied into our little sister. Like coaxing even more sperm to come out.

"Give it to her, Chase. Fill our little sister up."

I stayed buried in my sister. My sperm gushed right into her welcoming womb. Every time I thought I had no more to give, I squirted out another stream of my seed. I fell forward onto Jenna and held her tight. Both of us trembling. My pleasure was more than I could handle. I couldn't even keep my eyes open. Just held onto my sister like a rock in the flood as I flooded her with my fertility. So much that I felt the warmth of it start leaking out over my balls.

Finally, Jenna fell forward. My cock drooled out a little more, but it was already softening. Jenna buried her head in my pillows. She made a sound like sobbing. I fell down next to her. Reached over and pushed her brown hair out of her eyes. I saw my sister was laughing. She smiled and then we both caught the giggles. I tried to speak, but more laughter spilled out.

"That was really good," Jenna said. Still at a loss for words, I kissed my sister's pink cheeks. Her forehead. She stroked my hair and kissed me on the cheek.

"Thanks big bro," Jenna whispered and rolled out of the bed. My sister didn't even bother with her underwear, she just started to stumble out the doorway.

"Finally," Amy said, "Took you two long enough." She followed Jenna out of my room. But right before she closed the door, Amy looked back at me and gave me a thumbs up.

The room went dark. I lay back on the bed, blown. Yet something itched in my mind. Kept the sleep from surrounding me.

Amy kept encouraging me to fuck our younger sisters and I couldn't understand why. If she found me attractive, why didn't she just take me for herself? Even if she didn't, why did she seem so invested in me being with Jenna and Brianna?

And what about the twins, themselves? Were they doing this to, in some weird way, please their older sister? Or did they have their own mysterious motivations?

It was all so puzzling. But before I could start putting things together, I'd already drifted off to sleep.

*

I woke up the next morning in my bed, alone. Lost somewhere between relieved and disappointed. The sunlight streamed over bright into my room. I rolled out of bed and looked out the window. We'd gotten a foot of snow overnight. Maybe more. My parents hadn't made up the whole blizzard thing, after all.

I stood up and got dressed - just a t-shirt and a pair of plaid pj pants. It felt like a lazy morning and I couldn't see putting on real clothes. Then I made my way downstairs.

"Well, I'm not going out in this, that's for sure," I heard Amy say, "I can't believe they haven't even plowed the roads yet." The girls were all sitting around the dining room table drinking coffee. They were still in their outfits from the day before - Amy in her tank top and sweats, the twins in their panties and undershirts.

"This whole area is kind of secluded," Jenna said, "The plows probably won't get here till the afternoon."

As I walked into the dining room, I eyed the girls suspiciously. Especially the twins. After I'd filled them up the day before, I figured I was about to get an earful back.

Instead all three women smiled at me, even Amy, as I came into the kitchen. Brianna popped out of her chair and gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. Her giant rack pressed into my shoulder.

"I'll go get you some coffee, big man," she said, tousling my hair. She sauntered into the kitchen, swaying her ample hips.

I sat down at the table, and Jenna reached over and squeezed my hand.

"Stop looking at us like we're going to explode," Jenna said, "We're fine."

"Seriously," Amy said, "You put your sperm in them, not nitro-glycerin." Her comment didn't make me feel any better. I grimaced in reply.

Brianna came back with a steaming mug of coffee and slid it in front of me. Then she sat on the other side of the table with her two sisters. The room, like the rest of the house, was bright and airy. A little post-snow cold.

"Mom and Dad texted while you were sleeping," Brianna said, "They got it even worse up where they are. We probably won't see them till tonight."

"We'll have a nice lazy day at home," Amy said. The girls all looked at me with less than wholesome smiles. But Amy quickly waved her finger at them both. "Last night was special but it was a one-time thing. I'm still in charge, so don't go getting any ideas, Inseminator." She pointed at me, accusingly.

I nearly spit out my coffee. What did she just call me?

"I am the Inseminator," Jenna said in her best Ah-nold voice, "Cum in me if you want to live."

"Get to the pussy!" Brianna said, doing the same imitation. The twins practically fell out of their chairs laughing. Well, I supposed if they could feel OK with it, I could too.

"Seriously, Chase, it's OK," Jenna said once she got control of herself. Her face so bright it looked like she'd had another orgasm.

"You didn't do anything to us that we didn't want," Brianna said, "Besides, Amy will take care of it as soon as the roads clear, right?"

"You bet," Amy said. But she was staring off into the distance as she said it. Like her mind was somewhere else entirely.

*

The twins made breakfast, eggs and bacon, and we all ate together. This was nice. Familial. In a way that I hadn't felt in a long time with my three sisters. Maybe ever. We were all so different and distant. Who'd have thought that the way to fix our family was to fuck it up?

After we were finished eating, Jenna and Brianna agreed to clean up while I went upstairs to shower and get dressed.

"You sure I can't do anything?" I asked, but the twins shooed me away.

I couldn't understand how sex could leave me feeling so sore. It was supposed to be pleasurable, it was pleasurable, yet it left me hurting like I'd been roughed into the boards all night. I felt stiff, crusty. Clumsy and out of focus. I thought about jumping into my parents' hot tub, but I decided to take a shower in my own bathroom instead. It felt more comfortable to me to be in my own space.

I stood under the steaming water for a long time, my mind oddly empty. I didn't want to think about what had happened the night before. Couldn't stop thinking about it. I wanted to run downstairs and hug my sisters, tell them I was sorry, and beg them to forget it had ever happened. I wanted to run downstairs and bend Brianna over on the couch. Plug her pussy while I lapped at her twin sister's sex. Then switch out and do it all over again with the other girl. And Amy. My God, Amy. Is it wrong to admit, having had both twins, I still ached for my older sister?

Amazingly, though not surprising considering, I stepped out of the shower with a massive hard-on. Well it was too late to do anything about it by then. Besides, I was so worn out from the day before, I felt like I'd be rubbing myself for hours before I could reach relief.

I wrapped a towel around my waist. Shaved. Then I walked across the hall to my bedroom. I swung open the door. I couldn't believe what was waiting for me there.

Amy was lying on my bed, recumbent on her side. Still in her tank top and sweats. Holy fuck. How could I even think about my younger sisters when I had that in the house. Jenna and Brianna were attractive, sure. Fuckable certainly.

Amy was so much more.

Her body was beyond belief and seeing her like this only made me remember how she'd looked the day before, completely naked. Flawless skin. Perfect breasts. The ideal feminine shape. Like they'd made coke bottles by studying her, first.

Amy leapt off the bed and put her finger to her mouth.

"I got the twins in front of a movie," Amy said, "As long as we're quiet, we should be OK."

Just like that, my beautiful blonde older sister reached down and lifted her tank top over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra and her amazing breasts fell free. Amy's tits were smaller than Brianna's (there were island nations smaller than Brianna's breasts), but in shape and dimension Amy's were far more than what my little sister ever dreamed of. Perfectly shaped and practically gravity-defying with taut pink nipples.

I reached out to feel Amy's breasts, but she pushed me away. I was sad, but only until I realized she wanted to take her bottoms off, too. My older sister stood naked in front of me. Her flared hips and blonde bush. My little sisters were sexy, but Amy's body screamed sex. She demanded it.

"Oh my God, Ames," I said. She smiled, almost despite herself.

I leaned forward to start kissing, fondling, but again my older sister stepped back. She gestured with her hand. It was my turn to get naked. Wearing only the towel, that was easy enough. I simply reached down and let the dark grey cloth drop to the ground. My sister eyed me appraisingly, showing the same appreciation I'd just given her. Mostly for my dick, but still. I was suddenly very glad I'd left the shower erect.

"This is bad," Amy said, "We're brother and sister. We're not supposed to... be this way."

I stared back at her, blankly. My heart pounding in my chest.

"Say it," Amy said.

"This is bad," I said. She was correct, of course. What we were doing, what I already had done. It would have been more socially acceptable if I'd robbed a bank. Shooting six people was criminal, sure, but fucking my sisters? Putting my baby in their bellies? That's straight up wrong.

"Good," Amy said, "That's what makes it so right." She came up close to me and started tracing my body. I slid my hands up her flank and found her tits. Cupped and fondled.

"One track mind," Amy said, but she didn't stop touching me. She slowly pulled us both back to the bed. We bounced on the mattress.

"Watching you with Bree and Jen," Amy said, "Wanted you so bad."

"Want you, too," I said.

"Tell me," Amy said. I'd never seen Amy be needy before. I guess watching me with our sisters had made her a little jealous. She reached down and grabbed my shaft. Started stroking me.

"God you're so hot," I said.

Amy slowed on my cock. "You can do better."

"Amy, you're amazing."

The blonde girl practically dropped my dick. I took a deep breath. Focused.

"Amy - big sis. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I mean, I feel so lucky I got to even see you naked. Let alone be with you. Feel you."

Amy smiled again, almost shyly this time. She grabbed my dick. Rubbed slowly, almost lovingly.

"I know I'm not... I'm not worthy of a woman like you. My big sister."

"I think he makes you more than worthy," Amy said, giving my cock a hard squeeze. Our movements, unlike with my younger sisters, were gentle. Amy always seemed so cold and distant. For her to be affectionate, it felt odd. Incredible.

Amy stroked me one last time, then pushed me back on the bed.

"Am I sexy?" my older sister asked. She shifted so her hips were straddling my crotch. My hard on strained against the warm wetness of my sister's sex.

"Oh God, yes," I said.

"Sexier than them?" Amy asked, nodding toward the door, "Your little sisters?"

I nodded. It felt like a betrayal. But it was true. Brianna was pretty and Jenna was cute. But my big sister was fucking gorgeous in a way that I couldn't imagine another woman ever achieving.

Amy lifted her bottom. She grabbed my cock and aimed it at her pussy. Going so far as to nestle the head between her lips.

"Good boy," Amy said. And in one swift stroke I was completely slotted in my older sister's snatch. Both of us cried out as we connected.

Amy didn't even pause, just started rocking back and forth on my cock.

"Fuck that's big," she said. More to herself than to me. Still, I couldn't help play back at her a little.

"Bigger than your boyfriend's?"

"You have no idea," Amy said. She dragged her magnificent tits over my chest. Her twat wasn't as tight as either twin's - not Brianna's and certainly not Jenna's - but it hardly mattered because Amy was a woman who knew what she was doing and that outdid everything else.

My older sister's pussy understood how to handle a cock. How to slurp and pull to elicit maximum pleasure. Amy knew how to writhe, to shake. To work her body and build both of us to release. Her taut ass popped up and down. Her breasts jiggled. A hungry, knowing smile played across her face. Aphrodite had to be handing in her walking papers after watching my older sister fuck. Amy had her beat, dead to rights.

"My brother is way loooonger," Amy said, dragging herself up my shaft and then burying me back down. Till my cockhead ricocheted off the back of her pussy so hard that she grunted in pain.

"My brother is way thiiiiicker," Amy said, and she bore down on my dick with almost Jenna-like intensity.

Suddenly, Amy slowed. She sat up straight, letting me glorify in her incredible body. She reached down and slid her long, thin fingers into her puss.

"Maybe I should shave like Jenna," she said, thoughtfully.

"No," I said, "I like you this way. Like a woman."

Amy smiled. I started to sit up a little and she pushed me back. "Let me get myself there first, OK? Trust me, it's better for both of us."

My older sister started strumming her clit with abandon. Her fingers practically a blur back and forth. She rocked her hips slightly, no more than a centimeter up and back on my shaft. It felt glorious, but it didn't make me need to cum at all. For Amy, though, it was all she required.

"OH!" Amy cried, "oh FUCK!" I saw her chest flush (like the twins, I thought, unbidden), and she tossed her head back.

"hhhhhrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrAH!" My sister tremored. "Ah! Ah! AHHHHHhhhhhhhhh HA!" She fell forward. Rested her hand on my shoulder. Her blonde hair hung down in flaxen ringlets. Her green eyes bright, but unfocused.

"God... already... Fuck," Amy mumbled, "Never came like that... Fucking hell. Fucking brother with his big fat fuck stick."

Amy fell down on top of me. Her body sticky with sweat. An aftershock rumbled through her and she shivered. My older sister's orgasm, her words, did something to me. I can't explain it. The urge overtook me, and I knew better than to hold back.

I grabbed my big sister by the shoulders and flipped her over. Slammed her down on her back. Somehow, I still kept my cock in her cunt. Amy screamed, then laughed.

"Oh, I see, little brother wants to be in charge?" Amy said, "OK, baby boy. Do it. Give your sister what she needs."

Amy's pussy was tighter post orgasm. Wetter. Her body even more responsive. She cried out with every thrust. I didn't even have to pretend to be a good lover. My sister's cums just started coming, like a racing river, and she was crashing right over the waterfall in moments. Again and again. Like an endless series of rapturous Niagara Falls.

"Oh fuck. So good. My brother's fucking me so good. No wonder... Bree and Jen. I wouldn't want to stop either. Oh God again. Hrrrrrr AH! Little one. Just... pump. Keep pumping. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK meeeeeheeeeheeeee."

I grabbed Amy's shoulders. Started pounding into her for all I was worth. At that point, I was beyond wanting to hold back. But I wasn't cumming. Everything from the night before, I felt unstoppable. I was going to make my big sister beg me to stop. It was the only way this would end.

Amy's body rippled as another orgasm ripped through her. She was panting. Both of us sodden with sweat. The room stank of my sister's pussy. Of the shared scent that two people make when they join as one.

Slap. Slap. Slap. Our bodies bounced off each other. Brother and sister. In an embrace that could only be love. Illicit, wicked, wonderful love.

"I'm the best fuck you've ever had," Amy said.

I almost laughed she said it so confidently. So full of pride. But I knew she was right, so I nodded and smiled.

"I'm a better fuck than Brianna," Amy said.

"Yes."

"Jenna too," Amy said, "You'd stick a cactus up their tiny, twinny twats if it meant you could be in me for a moment."

I didn't say anything. But I didn't slow my fucking either.

"Say it," Amy said. She wrapped her legs around me. Held me still inside her.

"You're the best fuck I've ever had," I said, "By far." I whispered it in her ear. Still conscious of the fact that our younger sisters were still downstairs. Might be right on the other side of the door for all I knew.

"Louder," Amy said.

"My cock belongs in my big sister," I said, "My big sister's pussy was MADE for me to fuck."

"Tell them," Amy said, "I want them to hear it."

"I love fucking my big sister's pussy," I shouted, "Oh Amy you're the best fuck I've ever had. Oh FUCK. Your pussy. Your body. You're the best thing in the fucking world and I never want to stop fucking youuuuuu!"

Amy's pussy seized up like it had suddenly shrank four sizes. She screamed another orgasm. Panting. Her whole body practically bright red. She fell back.

"Still?" Amy looked up at me. I smiled and shook my head. "Fuck, you're an animal. I take it back, it's more than your fantastic cock. You're flat out amazing, little brother."

"Maybe you should call Luke and tell him that," I said.

"Tell him that my little brother is a better fuck than he'll ever be? That I'm already addicted to my little brother's giant cock and I'll never stop fucking him?"

"Yes," I said. I moved more slowly. Long, drawn out strokes that let us both revel in every ridge and fold of our sibling's sex as we slid against each other.

"It's true," Amy said, a wistful smile on her face.

"So, what do we do?" I asked.

"You mean about the whole brother/sister/fucking thing?"

"Yeah," I said, "That."

"I don't know," Amy said, "I just know that I don't want to stop."

In response I started to speed up more. To build a little rhythm. My sister's orgasm parade had paused but now I felt her body ramping up again. Then, finally, I felt my body start to tighten. My body stuttered.

"Oh!" Amy gasped, feeling her body respond to mine, "Oh Chase. Baby. Are you close?"

"Y...yeah."

"Oh God. Are you gonna...? Gonna cum in your sister's little pussy? Are you going to spend right inside me? Like you did to your little sisters?"

"I mean, it's only fair," I said.

"Good. Yes. Need you to cum. Cum for me. Soon."

"Working on it," I said. It wasn't that my sister's snatch was bad. Quite the opposite, it was amazing. I was so blown from all the other fucking I'd done that my body wasn't able to reach its peak like normal. I'd heard that women like a man who can last, but apparently, after so much pounding, so many orgasms, even my sister had a limit to her endurance. She started chanting.

"Cum. Come on. Cum in your sister. Fill me up. Oh, baby, I'm so close and if you cum it's going to blow my fucking top off, so cum. Cum CUM! Oh little brother cum for MEeeeehhheeeheeee."

Well, like I said, I couldn't ever say no to my sisters.

"Oh FUCK!" I cried and a stream of my sperm shot into my sister's pussy. The pleasure overwhelmed me. Another eruption. Another. Mixed with a dull, burning ache that almost hurt. But still, it felt so good to finally unload.

Felt good for my big sister too. As soon as my first blast hit her, it seemed to ricochet Amy into her own orgasm. Something bigger and more powerful than what she'd already shared with me.

"Mmmf!" she cried. Her body bucked. Breaths came in gasps as her legs tightened. Eyes squeezed shut. "HrrrrrrrAH AH AH! Oh brother. Oh little brother. Oh fuck. Oh fucking... YES. Fucking fill me up!"

Amy wrapped herself around me. Both of us rumbling through ecstasy together. Than finally I felt it slow. My muscles uncoiled. God, I'd thought I was in pain before.

"I think you broke me," I said.

"Serves you right for all the stuff you broke when we were younger," Amy said arms wrapped tight around my torso.

"Oh, not this again," I said.

"I loved that Flintstone phone," Amy said.

"Jesus, sis. I was six, it was an accident."

We were arguing like siblings. Still connected like lovers.

"I think you've given me enough orgasms to make it up to me," Amy said with a smile. She leaned up and kissed me. I slowly pulled out of my older sister. Even after all that, I was still reluctant to disengage from her. She made a small mewl of disappointment as well. A glob of my cum dripped out and dribbled down to Amy's asshole. She reached down and started to stuff it into her cunt.

"Get back where you belong, spermies," she said and laughed. Post-cum silly. Like being high, but better.

"You're not..." I said, suddenly worried. In the moment it hadn't even occurred to me, but now, watching my sister repack her pussy with my cum...

"I'm on the pill," Amy said, "Don't worry."

I fell down on the bed next to my older sister. Played languidly with her hair. It was long and shining golden. I'd always wanted to touch her tresses. Run my fingers through them. Strange that I had to play with her tits and cunt before I could.

"I wasn't kidding before," Amy said absently, "That really was..."

"Amazing?"

"Way better than that."

"Guess it's a good thing I saw you naked, then, huh?"

Amy chuckled. "Yes, well. About that..."

"You're joking," I said.

"So, I may have actually left the door open," Amy said, "Kind of on purpose?"

"You wanted me to see you?"

"I wanted... I don't know what I wanted. I was mad at Mom and Dad for making me stay with you. I was bored and angry and you were all being such brats."

I gave her an angry look.

"Come on, you totally were," Amy said, "Anyway, I guess I thought that it might be fun. If you saw me. And then I would get 'mad' and well, we'd see where it went?"

"You wanted me to catch you," I said.

"Uh huh."

"And you pretended to be mad to..."

"I wanted to see where it would go. Maybe punish you three a little? I mean, you have to see it, Chase. Your perfect house and your easy lives. Jenna and Brianna are going to UCLA next year? I had to beg Dad to let me go to state. He wanted me to do two years at community college."

"It's not fair, I know" I said, "But we didn't do any of that."

"Doesn't make me resent you any less," Amy said

"So, you planned this whole thing out," I said.

"Yeah right," Amy said, snickering. "No. I thought you'd see me naked, and I'd try to embarrass you and the twins a little. Entertaining for me. Educational for you three. And then it kept going. Building. Till it became this huge thing and I couldn't stop it."

Amy rolled over. Let her fantastic breasts hang over me, while nudging my nose with her own.

"I mean, you can't exactly complain about the results, can you?"

I lay back in my bed, staring blankly up at the ceiling. My naked, too-hot-to-be-true, older sister Amy snoozed innocently next to me. Her blonde hair splayed across the pillow in golden rivulets. Oh my God. Everything that had happened. It was almost too much for my 19-year-old brain to process.

My parents had gone to a work party the night before, leaving me home alone with my three sexy sisters: Amy and the twins, Jenna and Brianna. At age twenty-six, Amy was seven years older than me, eight years older than our younger sisters, and light years away from wanting to spend time with her less mature siblings. But our parents had ordered her to stay home and keep an eye on us.

We were already at each other's throats when I accidentally caught Amy undressed. She got mad and tried to take her revenge. But somehow, I managed to turn the tables and maneuver it so all four of us were stripped naked. I thought I'd reached the peak of my accomplishments: seeing curvy, blonde Brianna's massive boobs; skinny, brunette Jenna's clean-shaven pussy; Amy's incredible... well, everything.

But it turned out that was only the beginning. I ended up having sex with Brianna right there, accidentally cumming in her unprotected pussy. As if that wasn't already enough, I also jizzed in Jenna later that night. Finally, the next morning, I managed to complete the trifecta and had Amy while the twins were downstairs, innocently watching TV.

After the sex, Amy admitted that she'd orchestrated the whole thing -- though she wasn't clear on what parts were planned and which had been happy accidents. I didn't know how to feel about all that.

On the one hand, my older sister was the kind of beauty that made supermodels look lousy. My younger sisters were also quite cute and very fuckable. Anyone would feel lucky to be with any one of them. Yet, Amy claimed to want me to be with all of them. Even admitted to encouraging it. I mean, that's awesome. Right?

Except it was also kind of scary. Much as I tried to work it out, I couldn't figure out Amy's motive. Was she conniving or caring? Or maybe just really extra horny? I couldn't say.

Before I could decipher it any further, Amy began to stir. We dressed in not completely awkward silence and went to find the twins. Seeing my sister completely naked, having slept with her, did that stop me from staring at her perfect bubble butt as she went downstairs? No, it did not.

"Still looks pretty bad out there," Amy said. I glanced out the window. It was late morning and the sun was shining bright. The freak blizzard from the night before had finally stopped, but the consequences were piled high. We lived in a new development on the far side of town, and the roads still hadn't been plowed. That was a problem.

While my older sister was on the pill, neither of the twins was on protection and I'd cum, bareback, in both of them. That meant we needed a run to the pharmacy before things developed further. The longer we waited, the more the timebombs I'd left in my sisters' wombs ticked off.

Amy's thoughts, however, appeared to be elsewhere. "If it's still this bad here, I can't imagine what it's like out by Mom and Dad," she said, "They might not be home till dinner or even later."

We found the twins in the living room, dead asleep on the couch. The TV hummed softly in the background. Blonde, curvy Brianna and skinny, brunette Jenna were still in their underwear, cuddling against each other. Brianna's massive breasts pressed into her twins' non-existent chest. I thought it was cute (and hot), but Amy made a 'yuck' face. So much for my romantic older sister.

We woke the girls up and Amy made lunch. Standard PB&J. Watching amazing, erotic Amy try to be matronly in skimpy clothes was kind of cute. Kind of hot, too. We gathered around the dining room table, staying mostly silent, and ate our lunch. I should have been quite content with everything that had happened, but now new worries sprouted up.

Amy and I had been pretty loud up in my bedroom. Worse, I'd said some things in the moment that, if my baby sisters had heard, probably would have hurt their feelings. I kept waiting for them to say something, but when I looked up, Brianna winked at me and Jenna smiled warmly.

After we ate, we saw that the plows had finally been through the neighborhood and the roads looked clear. Amy wanted to rest, but the twins insisted we should start digging out the driveway right away. I noticed both sisters were resting their hands over their tummies as they spoke, a not so subtle reminder. So, we all got dressed -- real clothing this time, not just underwear -- put on coats, hats, and gloves, and went to dig out Amy's car.

Our older sister had a big Mercedes SUV, paid for with her own money thankyouverymuch, which she'd been smart enough to leave in the garage. Still, the snow was heavy, the driveway was long, and so even with the four of us it took a ton of effort.

By the end we were all cold, wet, and sweaty. A nasty combination. The warm house called to us like a roaring fire in a rainstorm. This time the twins straight up begged Amy to go get their pills.

"Sure thing," Amy said, "Happy to go." I could tell, though, that she was annoyed. It was the twins' health that needed tending, not hers. But neither Jenna nor Brianna owned a car and Amy wasn't going to put one of them behind the wheel of her baby.

She gave all three of us a dirty look and climbed into her SUV. Before she could pull out of the driveway, I knocked at her window. Amy rolled it down.

"You want us to come with you?" I asked, but Amy shook her head and waved us back into the house.

"No reason for everyone to suffer," Amy said.

"You sure?"

"Yes. Go inside and get warm. Just be 'ready' for me when I get back."

"You mean hot chocolate?" I asked.

Amy smacked me on the side of the head. "See you soon, doofus."

"Drive safe, bitch," I said.

Amy reversed out of the driveway with a roar. My younger sisters and I went back into the house. It felt really good to get out of my wet, winter clothes and shake off the snow.

The twins decided they would thank Amy for braving the weather by cooking another special dinner. Like the night before, they raided the fridge like archeologists hunting for ancient relics -- though hopefully edible ones, at that. I was set on watching football, but as soon as I turned on the TV, I felt my eyes droop.

The sex, the shoveling, the stress -- it all caught up with me. I let my head loll back against the couch. First, I was just watching. Then I was just listening.

Then I was gone.

*

When I woke up, both the twins were sitting on the couch with me. Brianna was shaking my arm.

"Chase? Chase wake up."

"Huh wha? What's wrong?" Despite being on the less-than-comfortable couch, I'd been down deep. While I slept, the TV had turned over to the news. The region had gotten over 10 inches, apparently. More than a cock's length of snow, I thought with a wry smile.

Now both Brianna and Jenna were shaking me.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

Both twins eyed me very seriously. Brianna had her blonde hair up in a pony tail and was wearing a navy peasant top and jeans. Her shirt seemed to strain around her giant tits. Jenna's brown hair was also up, and she had on a similar pair of jeans, but she was wearing a purple turtleneck. Both twins looked solemn.

"Crap, you didn't burn down the kitchen, did you?"

"No, the lasagna will be ready in about half an hour," Jenna said.

"Where's Amy?" I asked.

"She texted she's on her way back," Brianna said, "The roads are pretty bad."

"Good," I said, "Not about the roads part. The rest of it." I don't think I had a sense for how long Amy had been gone. If I had, I might have been prepared for what was to come. Instead, I stretched my arms and let sleep slide back over me. Drifting till dinner really appealed in the moment.

"Come on Chase, stop it," Jenna said, "We need to talk."

Uh oh.

I sat straight up like I'd been shocked. I didn't have a lot of experience with women but 'we need to talk' is ingrained in a male's mind as instinctively as 'fire' and 'rock.'

"What's wrong?" I asked. I looked at my baby sister's bellies and remembered what I'd put in there. Dammit.

"Look, what happened before with Amy," Brianna said.

"We don't want you to think," Jenna said.

"That is."

"We know."

"Wait, slow down," I said, "I don't speak 'twin' remember? Look I'm sorry about what happened, I really am. I mean, I guess you should take it as a compliment you're both so amazing but it got out of control. I'm sorry and I promise it won't happen again."

"Weeeellllll," Brianna said, biting her lip suggestively.

"Look, what happened yesterday was weird," Jenna said, "And crazy."

"And awesome," Brianna said.

"That too," Jenna said, "We just want to make sure we're on the same page."

"Like with the cumming," Brianna said, "Amy's getting the pills right now so that'll be solved."

"Right," Jenna said, "Also with what happened. Being careful around the parents. And other people."

"Well I was going to post about it on Facebook," I said. My sisters glared at me. "It's a joke, who the fuck does anything on Facebook anymore?"

"Look," Jenna said, "Last time things... Well, neither of us felt exactly in control and we want to make sure you understand."

"I thought you wanted to," I said, suddenly feeling guilty.

"Oh, we did," Brianna said, "I did."

"Me too," Jenna said, "Though maybe not at first?"

"What about last night?" I asked, "When Amy said you woke her up."

"That's not how it went," Jenna said, "I was passed out and Amy shook me awake. Gave me this whole diatribe about how Brianna had done it and now I had to, too or we'd be all messed up."

I gave my sister a funny look.

"Yes, I know. It made sense at the time. Amy has a way of doing that. Anyway, I can't say I argued too hard. I was still pretty worked up from watching you and Bree before and I figured it would be more fun to go do it with you than bicker with Amy about it. So I did. And I was right -- it was amazing."

"But we want to make sure you get it," Brianna said.

I nodded yes.

"You don't have a clue, do you?" Jenna said, "You're just nodding yes and looking at our boobs."

"They're nice boobs," I said.

"Chase this is the whole problem," Jenna said, "I loved what we did. We loved it. But we can't keep doing it. Even if we were protected."

"And we're not," Brianna said.

"But we're siblings," Jenna said

I couldn't help it. My face fell. Look, I'm not an idiot. I know that I wasn't going to, like, date my sisters or whatever. But at the same time, being cut off like that? It hurt.

"Look, we're not saying we won't do anything," Brianna said. Jenna gave her twin a glare, but Brianna kept talking. "Come on Jen, we both know we want it."

"Fine," Jenna said, "But we need to agree to ground rules. We can do stuff together, but maybe no touching."

"Some touching," Brianna said. I almost laughed, watching them negotiate themselves into a better position for me. I didn't even have to talk -- they did it for me. "Just, like, not part to part. You know?"

"No D in our P," Jenna said, "Or A, for that matter. Really let's just say no penetration and leave it at that."

"But we can do other stuff till winter break ends," Brianna said.

"Then you go back to school and get a girlfriend. We graduate high school. Everybody moves on, OK?" Jenna said.

"You understand, right Chase?" Brianna said.

Both the twins seemed legitimately concerned that I would be upset. So, I made sure to smile broadly as I agreed to the twins' terms. This was fine. Really it was. It gave me two more days to do fun stuff with my younger sisters. And Amy hadn't agreed to any of it. So, I was good. We were good. Totally good.

My twin sisters leaned in and kissed my cheeks at the same time. "You really are an awesome brother," Brianna said.

"I guess," I said.

"Here, let's show him how much we appreciate it," Brianna said and nudged Jenna. Both girls started to lift their shirts up over their heads.

The front door screeched as it opened.

"Holy fuck it's fucking horrible out there," Amy said. My older sister slammed the door behind her and marched in, snow seeping into the carpet with each step. She had a big brown bag in each hand. My younger sisters quickly scattered to the far sides of the couch.

"Did you get the pills?" the twins asked.

"Yes, I'm home safe, thanks so much," Amy said, glaring.

"How was it out there?" I asked.

"A nightmare," Amy said, "Trees down. Power out. Wires everywhere. It took me an hour to drive five frickin' miles."

"Which bag's from the pharmacy?" Jenna asked. She went over to Amy and started rooting through the shopping. Amy still had her knee-length black boots and heavy white coat on. She was standing in the doorway, dripping.

"The pills won't be ready for three days," Amy said, pushing Jenna back. "They were out of stock or something. But no worries, it's on order. As long as you take one within a week, you're fine."

I didn't think that was right, but I wasn't going to contradict my older sister. Jenna and Brianna stood frozen in the foyer. I could see their nervousness from way back on the couch.

"Seriously, calm down, it's no big deal," Amy said, "Besides, I brought back something way better." She reached into the bag and pulled out a bottle of clear liquid. "Alcohol!"

*

Jenna and Brianna outdid themselves on the lasagna. Considering what they accomplished using only what was lying around the house, I wondered what they could make if we actually went food shopping. Or what they'd win if we got them a shot on "Chopped."

The girls set up the table in the dining room like we were gathered for a formal event. They turned out the lights and lit candles. Got out the good dishes and the heavy silverware. At Amy's urging, we even drank wine with dinner, like proper adults. We got the glasses out and everything.

"We don't really drink much," Brianna said.

"Or ever," Jenna said.

"This is only Cabernet," Amy said, "It's not a big deal. Besides, if you're leaving for college you should know how to handle alcohol."

Well, I couldn't argue with that logic. Pounding beers was probably better practice than sipping wine, but still.

I figured we'd have a little just to get the taste of it. Instead, Amy gave us each a full glass, practically to the brim. Before I finished my first, Amy topped me off with more. Still, it was a heavy meal, and I figured there was plenty to soak up the drinks.

After we ate, we each had another glass of wine to finish the bottle. Then Amy told me and the twins to clean up. I looked over as we washed the dishes and saw that both my younger sisters' faces were flushed with drink. They grinned at me goofily.

When we came back to the dining room, we found that Amy had set out a couple of snifters with ice. She had very few words for us, but way more to drink.

"Whiskey," she said, and held up her glass. We all clinked and drank

"Augh it tastes like lighter fluid," Brianna said, her face twisting in disgust.

"I could use this to clean wounds," Jenna said, mirroring her twin.

Amy glared at her younger sisters. She'd intended this to be a treat, clearly, and their reactions left a bad taste in her own mouth. "Stop acting like children and drink," Amy said, sipping from her glass.

Jenna and Brianna looked down at the floor, ashamed. Each took another taste. They made the same ugly looks, but they didn't say anything.

I was on the twins' side with this one -- I'd never had whiskey before, and it felt like the liquor was stripping the flesh from my throat. But I wanted my older sister to see me as a mature, adult, like her. So, I kept drinking, doing my best to hold back my distaste.

We must have looked strange, all of us sat at the dining room table, slowly sipping our whiskeys like hostages held at gunpoint. No one said anything. In fact, I noticed, no one had really spoken since Amy got home.

I assumed my older sister was tired from her long day of braving the elements. The twins, too, seemed oddly distant. I didn't know whether their worry about the pills was keeping them off kilter, or if they just didn't trust themselves to speak after all that alcohol. For myself, the silence seemed to squash my voice down, perpetuating the cycle. The less anyone spoke, the harder it was to make conversation. To lift that weight.

What was there to say, anyway? Beyond our mutual plumbing of each other's bodies, we didn't really have anything in common with each other. That was the problem in the first place. Amy was a grown woman with a serious boyfriend -- a true urban professional. The twins were both finishing off high school, planning for college. And me? I was somewhere in between, not really able to converse with either. Also, as the only boy, it left me as an instant outsider.

So, our conversation topics were down to: 'Any recent interesting cases, Amy?' 'Have you bought a microfridge yet?' or 'Hey, sis, I really enjoyed stuffing your pussy last night.' Aka, boring as hell, mundane as anything, or inappropriate as all fuck. Instead, we chose Option D: uncomfortable silence. I still think it was the right choice.

When we finally got our glasses down to nothing but ice cubes, Amy clapped her hands and finally broke the quiet.

"Good," she said, "Now the real fun can begin." The twins and I looked at each other, warily.

Amy led us into the family room and sat us on the big leather sectional. There was plenty of room on the couch for all of us, but Amy grabbed a dining room chair for herself and set it up to face me and the twins.

Amy handed each of us a shot glass, keeping one move for herself, then pulled another bottle out of her bag. She was like the Mary Poppins of alcohol, my older sister. I half expected her to pull out a tray of fully mixed Mai Tais at some point.

"Tequila," Amy announced. She poured each of us a full glass and set the bottle out on the coffee table in front of us. The twins and I looked at each other very warily. "Oh stop it. Look, we're trapped in the house till morning at least. We never have the chance to be together, just the four of us. Why waste it watching Netflix or whatever? We should get to know each other."

Jenna, Brianna, and I all nodded enthusiastically. Like I said, Amy was way older than us in a way that, as kids, made her seem almost magical. That kind of hero worship doesn't go away when you grow up. All we ever wanted was for our amazing big sister to take an interest in us. Her offering us that chance, I don't think Amy realized what it meant. Or, in thinking about it after, maybe she knew exactly what she was offering. In any case, she couldn't have gotten more eager agreement had she waved three gold nuggets in front of our eyes.

"Awesome," Amy said, "But the thing is, we can't just, like, sit here and talk. That's boring. Plus no one actually says anything and we end up just blabbing about the weather or something dumb. Alcohol helps, sure, but what we really need to do is play a drinking game. Trust me -- it's the best way to get to truly know someone."

Again, all three of us nodded like this made total sense. Smart girl, our sister.

"We need something that involves alcohol and sharing secrets," Amy said, "So, we're going to play 'Never Have I Ever.' Do you know it?"

I'd heard of the game, but never played. The twins looked at me and Amy and shrugged.

"Oh, you're going to love it," Amy said, "This is real college stuff. Here's how it works. Each of us takes a turn saying something they've never done before. If the other person has done that thing, they have to take a shot. So, like, for example, Brianna, you could say, 'Never have I ever played Never Have I Ever' and then I'd have to take a drink." Amy grabbed her shot glass and downed it in one go. "Like that. Makes sense?"