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Hot Sand: Gilders Beach - Incest/Taboo

Brother, sister and friends rent a party house near a beach.

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Gilders Beach is an old-fashioned place. I think it was over a hundred years ago when it was named. Back then, there was no internet, no TV. I don't even think they had radio. I guess they needed fun things to do, and fun places to do it, so at one end of one of the biggest lakes around here, right up against a half mile long sand beach, they built a village around an amusement park, and all of it is still there. Even the old wooden roller coaster is still there, still working. It's not a big one, so it's more fun for little kids than kids my age. I guess I'm not a kid any more.

It's actually kind of hard to tell where being a kid ends and being an adult takes over. My dad likes to use the word blurry, and I think being in your late teens kind of qualifies for that. It's a blurry time, especially when you've just graduated high school, like I just did, and when you've just finished your freshman year at college, like my sister Hanna just did. Neither one of us has a clue what we want to do with our lives. That's what I mean by blurry. Blurry is drinking too much, which we both do sometimes. Getting high gets us blurry, too, and me and her both like to do that. The first time we got high together was just a year ago, when I was seventeen and she was eighteen. It was at a graduation party at her friend's house. Her friend's parents hired a band to play in their backyard. All the older people were drinking and dancing to classic rock. "Mikey," Hanna said to me. "Walk with me over to behind the garage. Act natural."

It was really nice of her to bring me to the party; a lot of senior girls wouldn't do that for their little brother. Me and Hanna always got along really good. We're definitely closer as friends than any of the other kids in my family. When I got stupid stoned behind that garage, to the point of doing nothing but laughing and falling down, she laughed too, and she snuck me out of there, out to the street where we walked for, like, an hour. It was a blurry night, not only because I was so stoned, but because Hanna had graduated. She was all set to go to college that fall, and I hated thinking about it. Having her not be around anymore was a horrible thing to think about. I was glad I was stoned and laughing.

Gilders Beach is a place lots of us kids go to in the summertime, ever since some of us learned to drive. It's about thirty miles from home, an easy drive, and the nice beach is always pretty crowded on a hot day. It's nice that you can walk from the beach to the shops on Main Street, just two blocks away. I like going to Gilders just to look at girls, but there's beach volleyball and other stuff to do. I've played volleyball there a bunch of times. I've been into athletics since I was about five, mostly football in the fall and lacrosse in the spring. It's fun to play volleyball on the beach with girls watching. I guess I'm kind of a showoff, but a nice one, if you know what I mean. I spend a lot of time in the weight room, so why not get the shirt off and show it, right?

This year it's me who just graduated from high school, and Hanna is home from college for the summer, so I took her and her two friends to the graduation parties I went to. Her two friends are both home from college, too. Of course I scored points with my friends, because I'm bringing super cute older girls everywhere with me. It was one of those win win situations.

It was at one of those parties when Hanna came up with a plan to get a bunch of us to chip in and rent a house at Gilders Beach for a weekend. She wanted her three best friends from high school to be there, and, partly because we're friends and partly because she knew it would take more people chipping in to be able to afford to do it, she included me and my three best friends in the plan. The fact that some of them maybe had boyfriends and girlfriends only annoyed her — the eight of us would be the only ones going, and that was the end of the discussion. Her reasoning was that a four bedroom house would be expensive, and she didn't want us to get thrown out and lose our money because we overran the place with too many people.

The thing none of us knew was whether Hanna's friend Madison would show up. All of us — and probably everybody who ever went to our school — knew that she'd gone into porn not long after graduation. Starting as a cam girl, down in New York City I think, she started using the name name Lil' Sexxer and moved on to doing hardcore porn for one of the big producers. None of us were sure where she lived, but Hanna keeps in touch with her some, through Instagram and email, I think. Hanna kept saying, "Well, if she lives in New York City she can get here easy. Why wouldn't she come?" I told her there was lots of reasons, but Hanna's a total and complete optimist, and she kept thinking Madison would come.

Of course me and my friends hoped so, too, but the idea of actually seeing Madison in person and talking to her about her new life sort of freaked me out a little. After growing up with her around, seeing her do porn has been really strange. It's almost hard to believe she's the same person. She's about as hot as any porn girl I've ever seen, super small, like five feet tall and maybe a hundred pounds, with no fake tits or anything. She's all real, with the sweetest ass and tits you've ever seen on somebody her size.

Back in high school she and Hanna were tight. Mia and Laura, too. The four of them together were, like, super close best friends, and I guess you could say they were the hot girls, except there were others who were hot, too. Guys on my teams were always saying stuff about the four of them. The guys knew saying it about Hanna pissed me off, so some of them were nicer about it, but having a hot sister had good and bad sides to it. Having her hot friends around was good, but they used to tease me so much it just about made me crazy. I took it okay though. It was fun growing up with them around.

So somehow Hanna put the deal together. She collected money from all six of us, put in her own money to cover Madison's share, found a house on a street just a block from the beach, and asked me to go look at it with her. We drove over there one day and the guy who owns it is really nice. He said his dad used to own the house, but this guy is younger, with lots of ink on his arms and an easygoing way about him. It seemed like it was pretty normal for eighteen and nineteen year old kids to rent the place, which kind of surprised me. Maybe it's because it's sort of a beat up old house that's seen better days. It's dark inside, and definitely has a party house kind of feel to it. It's not the kind of thing parents would want to rent. Hanna and I both loved it.

So it was just a few weeks later when the house was ours for the weekend. We all got there before dinnertime on Friday, and we got a bunch of pizzas from the shop down the street. My friends, Blake, Seth, and Jarod, all brought booze and weed with them, and Mia brought two cases of beer from her dad's supply. We had tons of snacks and cheese and crackers and stuff.

The first night was pretty standard — drink a bunch, get high, walk down the street to a bar where they let us in to see the band as long as we didn't buy alcohol. Afterward it was 2am and we'd been partying for a long time, so we ended up crashing after doing some whiskey shots back at the house. It was a fun night, though.

The next morning we all had hangovers. Hanna and Laura made a donut run, and then we all walked over to the beach. We got lunch there, from a hotdog cart. It was funny, I've been to Gilders Beach lots of times, like I said, but that day I felt like I was on vacation halfway across the country or something, with my own posse of bikini girls. It was pretty great hanging out with Mia and Laura like that, with them and Hanna all in new bikinis that they bought when they all went shopping the week before. They were all hot bikinis, a lot hotter than the ones our mother used to make Hanna wear. Summer had already been going for a month, so we were all tanned and looking good. Those bikinis were pretty special, though — more than a few times I had to hide the lump of a boner from Mia and Laura. And from Hanna, too, of course.

It was right after we pigged out on our lunch hotdogs when Hanna's phone lit up. "She's here you guys," Hanna said. "She's at the house." It was Madison, fresh off a train from New York City and an Uber to Gilders Beach. Hanna, Mia and Laura all walked over to the house to get her, and then, about ten minutes later, there they were, the four best friends all back together, walking toward us guys on the beach. It was weird, because Madison looked different than the others. It was mostly because of her haircut, I guess. Modern. Urban. Pornstar, maybe? Can a haircut make you look like one? She wore a normal bikini, like the other girls, and like I said, her tits are super nice and natural. I don't know what it was, she just seemed...a little different than she used to.

"Oh my God! Mikey!" she said, walking straight to me for a tight, squeezing hug. "I didn't think you'd be here."

"Did Hanna tell you there'd be guys here, too?" I said.

"Yeah, but..she's wilder than I thought, bringing you along."

She gave Hanna some kind of a look that I couldn't see. I wondered if it was because I was younger and...I don't know, maybe not cool enough. She gave Blake and Seth and Jared hugs, too, but she didn't know them as well, so they weren't super nice squeezy hugs like the one I got.

And that was all it took — she wasn't different anymore, she was just Madison. It was nice. I got the feeling she was really glad to be with us. The only weird thing that happened was some older dude came over and asked her for her autograph. Madison was really nice about it, even posing for a selfie with him. Mia said he was kind of cute, but it was weird to think about him watching Madison fuck a bunch of guys. Of course I'd watched her fuck a bunch of guys, too, so maybe it wasn't all that weird. It's just life these days. Porn's been a part of my life since I first figured out how to type at a keyboard, so I guess, really, it's no big deal.

We ended up talking a lot about that very thing as the day and the night wore on. We were all curious about Madison's new life. Turns out she lives in California, but she was staying with a friend in New York for a while. She'd moved up in the porn world quickly, and had even gone to France to shoot something. The money is good, she said, and she shared an apartment with a guy near LA, in Venice Beach.

"Oh my God, I've heard of that place," Hanna said. "I'm so jealous."

We pigged out on pizza and foot-long sandwiches, drank beer and booze, smoked some weed and listened to classic rock on a beat-up old radio at the house. The living room was kind of dark, with just one lamp on, and with eight of us there, all mellow from the long day in the sun, it was a chill party. Just friends, hangin' and laughing, acting goofy. It was pretty late when things got reeeaally chill. Some good shots of booze were keeping us going, and then somebody started talking about porn again. I'm pretty sure it was Hanna that started it, and pretty soon she was asking Madison about all the details, like whether she had real orgasms in front of the camera. "Fuck yeah she does," I said. That got a big laugh. Suddenly they were all making fun of me. "Mikey knows," Madison said, smiling at me real cute. "I'm glad you're watching, Mikey."

"So, they're real?" Hanna said. "You really...cum like that?"

"Fuck yeah," Madison said. "Some of those guys fuck like you wouldn't believe. I mean, it's crazy. And I've gotten really good at having orgasms."

"For real?" Mia said. "You can, like, just tell yourself to have one?"

"Yeah, sort of," Madison said, "if I think the guy that's fucking me is hot, or if I just imagine it."

"They all have big cocks, though, right?" Laura said.

"Yeah, pretty much," Madison said.

So, at this point, me and my bruhs are sitting there thinking we're at the best party ever. It was strangely hot for me to hear my sister talking about cumming and stuff like that. Weird, but not bad weird. And hearing Mia and Laura and Madison talking about it all, man, it was just totally dope.

And then it got even better.

"Show us," Hanna said. "I won't believe you're cumming for real unless I see it."

"Okay," Madison said. "I'm fuckin' horny anyways. Are we blowin' this party up?"

All the girls were wearing shorts and bikini tops at that point, and Madison kicked things way up when she took off her top. Those awesome tits of hers were live and in person. Me and the guys were, like, stunned. And then Laura, the quiet one, said, "The guy with the biggest cock should fuck you."

"Yeah girl," Madison said. "You got that right."

"You mean just, like, right in front of everybody?" Seth said.

"Yup," Madison said. "Live porn. Right here. I fuckin' love it."

I looked at my sister, and she looked at me. She was smiling, but almost sort of embarrassed, maybe because the whole thing was her idea and there I was, right in the middle of it.

"You guys gotta show us," Mia said. "Biggest boy wins the prize."

Madison must have seen the shock on us guys' faces. She said, "Don't worry. I'll help you get hard if you want, so it's a fair contest."

Blake pushed his shorts down right then and there, just enough so his cock popped out. The girls, with their eyes all big, were like, "Oh my God!" They giggled and couldn't take their eyes off him, probably because he had a hard-on already.

"All of you," Laura said to us other three guys. She looked totally intense. Her eyes were, like, not even blinking.

"You tell 'em, Laura," Mia said. "Show us, boys. This is a contest."

Seth was next, unzipping, pulling his cock out, getting nice comments from the girls even though he wasn't super hard.

"Get 'em all out, you guys," Madison said, "then I'll harden you all up."

Jared took his out, and then it was just me. I tried to forget Hanna was there, and I pushed my shorts down just enough. My cock, out where everybody could see it, was pretty hard already, but maybe being nervous from Hanna being there was keeping it from being its hardest. It gets an inch longer maybe, but I could tell, just from looking at the other guys, that I maybe was going to win. The girls' reactions were freaking me out a little. It was laughs and whoops. They were going a little crazy, saying "Oh my God," freaking out just as much as I was, but I was staying quiet. I saw Hanna looking at me. She was quiet, too, staring at my cock, maybe afraid to look up into my eyes. I don't know what I would have done if she had, because I was looking right at hers.

"Fuck yeah," Madison said. "Looks like we got a winner, but lets make sure."

She crawled to Seth and started to give him a blowjob. It sort of quieted everybody down, the girls all watching like it was the best thing ever.

"Keep yourselves hard you guys," Madison said to us. "Use your hands until I get to you."

I had to close my eyes when I put my hand on myself because the feeling of it was so intense. I've masturbated tons of times, but this felt amazing, almost like a pussy. The last thing I wanted to do was cum right then and there, in my own hand, like an idiot, so I closed my eyes and thought of Coach yelling at me. It sort of worked, but I could hear Mia and Laura and even Hanna, all of them making little noises and quiet comments. When I looked, Madison was moving to Blake. She sucked him off totally like a pornstar, and he totally lost it, cumming in her mouth after, like, just a minute or so.

"Oh my god," Hanna said. Her eyes were really big, not blinking.

"Do you swallow...everybody?" Mia asked.

"At work, do you mean?" Madison said, hand-jobbing the last drips of cum out of Blake as he moaned. "It depends on what the director wants. Usually they want to see it, like a cum-shot. If it's a blowjob they almost always want it on my face. They say it's hot because I still look fresh, like a schoolgirl or whatever. Some of the older girls get to swallow more, but everybody likes a cum-shot on the face these days." She licked the last of Blake's cum off the tip of his cock. He moaned again, really loud, when she took him all the way in, deep-throating him.

"Show-off," Mia said, giggling.

Jared was next. He moaned like the other guys did, probably because Madison's mouth felt awesome, but I think some of what made it so hot was because the other girls were there, watching. I noticed Blake and Seth had pulled their shorts up again, their cocks sort of stuffed in, making lumps. They both left things unzipped, though, and I guess maybe I would have, too, just to see what was going to happen. That was when it hit me that I really was the biggest—the winner—and I was supposed to fuck Madison, right there in front of everybody. My mind went all scrambled. All of a sudden I felt super high and super drunk, even though I was only halfway those things. My hand stroked my cock, totally hard now and as big as it gets. I didn't look at the girls, but I could tell they were looking at me as much as they were looking at Jared's blowjob.

"Fuck yeah, you cummin' baby?" Madison said to Jared as she stroked his wet cock, her hand all squeezy and forceful on it. "Give me some more cum to drink."

Jared groaned really loud. His cum hit her face before she could get her mouth on it. I could see the pulses in his cock as he emptied his balls in her mouth, him moaning, Madison moaning, some of the girls moaning. I think I might have moaned, too.

And then my crazy out-of-control mind was suddenly focused — Madison was between my legs, on hands and knees in front of me, my cock in her cum-slippery mouth. She smiled at me, moving from between my legs just long enough to pull off my shorts. The other guys were covered up again, and I was suddenly the naked one in the room, leaning way back against the back couch cushion, almost flat.

"Fuck yeah. Biggest cock, biggest chest, smallest ass...yeah, I'm down with this," Madison said, smiling. She quickly got naked, taking off her shorts and bikini bottom, and she moved in between my legs again, giving my cock some more sucking. "Did you know," she said, "I had a huge crush on you?"

She stopped sucking me just in time. The aborted orgasm fucked up my brain in just the right way, giving me some stamina when she climbed on and started fucking me cowgirl. If I hadn't got so close to cumming in her mouth I would have cum in her pussy right away, for sure, but instead my scrambled brain was able to fuck her right, the way she wanted and the way I wanted.

"Oh my God," I heard Laura say. Nobody else said anything. They were sitting all around us, some really close. The radio was playing, but everything else was a strange silence, like nobody was breathing.

"Oh fuck yeah. You got a nice cock, baby," Madison said, riding my thrusting shaft smoothly and sort of slow, using every inch of it. "Feels fuckin' awesome."

"Fuckin' a pornstar, Mikey," Blake said. "How's it feel?"

"I'm not Lil' Sexxer today, you guys," Madison said. "I'm just Madison." She lowered down, with her hands on the muscles of my chest, and she kissed me. Her hips were working, fucking my hot, thrusting shaft from tip to balls.

"Damn!" Mia said. "Mikey, what the fuck."

I looked at her, wondering what she meant, but I guess it was just the sight of me, seeing me naked, seeing me fucking. She turned to Hanna and said, "Did you know?"

Hanna had a strange look on her face. Stunned, I guess, and all red from a blush. Even her chest was blushed. She answered Mia's question with a silent shake of her head.

"You've never seen him?" Mia said.

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Hanna shook her head again.

Mia said "Damn!" again, and I started getting that adrenaline feeling I get when I'm on the athletic field and the crowd cheers me on. It's that show-off thing I mentioned. That captain of the team thing. Madison was sitting up riding again, so I put my hands on her tits. She smiled at the look in my eyes, and that was all it took. I was suddenly in control, my hips moving faster, fucking her more seriously. Then, because she's so small, I was able to lift her right off of me, pulling her pussy to my mouth. My wet cock flopped onto my stomach. I heard Laura gasp, and I ate Madison's pussy the way I thought a porn guy might do it, really going at it.

"Fuck yeah," she moaned.

The others were strangely silent again, watching. Madison made beautiful noises. AC/DC was playing on the radio. I know that because they're my dad's favorite band. I wonder if Hanna thought of that, too.

I didn't think of it for long, though. I felt the air on my wet cock and I wanted it inside Madison again, so I moved her to her knees on the couch, with her arms on the back of it, and I stood on the floor and fucked her doggy style. As soon as I was in her that way, with her saying "Fuck yeah!," it hit me that I was on total display for everyone, fucking like I didn't care. And truthfully, at that moment, I didn't care, even with Hanna there, just five feet away. I don't know why, but it made it even hotter, made me even harder. But even though it was hotter, I wasn't close to cumming. I felt like a sex machine for the first time in my life, a rush of show-off energy that was nothing but awesome. My body was unhinged from my mind and I was fucking like a real pro, my hips slap slap slapping against Madison's perfect little ass cheeks, awesome sex noise that was louder than anything in the room.

"Fuck yeah!" Mia said, sharp and commanding. "Fuck her!"

I looked at Mia and her eyes were huge, watching us like it was the best kind of train-wreck. I was fucking as hard and fast as I could. Madison was close to cumming, and she was letting everybody know it. It was unbelievably hot, and then she came, super hard. I grabbed her and flung her around the other way. She went face down, her legs on the couch and her body hanging off, hands on the rug. It took me a second to figure it, but her perfect little ass was tipped up and I knew she wanted me that way. I got on my knees on the couch, straddled her thighs, pushed my cock back into her pussy and fucked her that way, prone, me over her, both of us hanging off the couch with our hands on the floor, like we were doing some new kind of awesome pushups.

"Yeah, fuck me Mikey!" she said, loud and grunty. "Make me cum again!"

It was a new position for me, but I guess maybe I'd seen something similar on porn. It felt good and natural, though, with my gyrating hips fucking her that way, her pussy so deep and tight, my body shining with sweat like I was having a good workout at the gym.

"Oh yeah...Oh yeah...Oh yeah..." she said, her voice small and overwhelmed. I could tell she was right there again, right on the edge of an orgasm. She came, shaking and grunting, her legs spasming. I'd been fucking her in that position for a good long while, and hadn't noticed the change all around us. The others were done watching. It was totally understandable. I mean, I would have wanted to get in on things, too, but seeing my sister Hanna's tits for the first time, and seeing a cock in her mouth, Blake's cock, was a strange feeling that I'll call a shock even though it wasn't a bad one. My sister, sucking cock. Wow, yeah, it was different. Her tits are kind of fucking awesome, too.

Mia was already naked, with Seth down eating her pussy. I'd long dreamed about seeing her that way, and the reality didn't disappoint. Quiet Laura was topless, too, and taking off her shorts. All the girls looked totally hot.

I guess the party had blown up already, but Laura made sure of it. With Madison still spasming with orgasm, and me still fucking her all the way to my breaking point, I finally pulled out from between those hot little ass cheeks of hers, me yelping out moans and my cock already squirting cum. Laura lunged in, taking all of my gushing cum in her mouth. She was moaning and going wild for it, like it was a drug that instantly tripped her out. It was fucking wild, and her mouth on my cock felt so, so awesome. Jared got behind her, pulled her bikini bottom down onto her thighs and ate out her ass. She totally loved it, keeping my cock in her moaning mouth, sucking me dry. She's always so quiet, I never knew she was wild.

Hanna was naked. At that point everyone was, except for the bikini bottom pulled down around Laura's thighs. I confess I've undressed my sister in my mind more than once, so seeing Hanna that way was more of a confirmation than any other emotion. I mean, seeing her in a bikini so many times sort of gives you the picture, and when she's home without a bra on under a too-small t-shirt it tells you a lot of the tit story, but the crack of her ass was new, and hotter than I expected. Yup, my sister's got a sweet ass. She climbed onto Blake in the big chair, he held his cock upright and she settled down onto it. The strange part was the sounds she made when she started fucking him, moans and happy little words, sexual sounds that I'd never heard before but that were unmistakably my sister.

Laura was still blowing me like a big-time slut, drooling, my cum all over her lips and chin. I couldn't believe I was still hard after cumming so big. I guess it was all the energy and visuals of my first orgy, everybody's first orgy, probably, except maybe for Madison. Part of those energizing visuals was Hanna, her body down now, kissing Blake, her hips fucking him the way Madison had done me. It was a position that gave me and everybody else a clear view of how her pussy was fucking his cock, the pink flesh of her insides grabbing onto the hard shaft on her upstrokes, like it didn't want to let go, and then plunging down, over and over again, with those happy little mumbles tumbling out of her mouth like sexy music. Damn! My sister!

Laura said, "Fuck me" to Jared, so he stopped eating her ass, straightened up and planted his cock deep inside her. She must have been crazy wet because he got in with no trouble, just some happy noises from both of them.

Mia and Seth were fucking, too, doggy style down on the rug. Madison was the only girl without a partner, so she climbed up on the big chair, pressing her pussy against Blake's face while Hanna fucked him. The sight of it, real big-time orgy stuff happening right there to her and the rest of us, made Hanna go a little wild, fucking Blake hard enough that she had to hold her tits from bouncing.

Jared had Laura going off the rails. She couldn't concentrate on blowing me any more, so I knelt on the rug in front of Mia and she sucked me in, deeper than Laura had been able to. "God, Mikey, you're so big," she said, flashing me those beautiful eyes that I'd been looking at for ten years or more. After a few tries she deep-throated me, all the way in while Seth fucked her, his quick thrusts deep and solidly pounding, enough that the flesh of her ass was all jiggly like jello. Each thudding hit jolted right through her to me, her reddening face right against me, lips drooling bubbly spit at the base of my shaft.

"Mia!" Seth moaned loud. "Fuck! "

She pulled off of me, took some gasping breaths and deep throated me again, and I said "Fuck!" too. On the couch, Hanna and Madison pushed Blake flat on his back and Hanna remounted in sort of a sideways cowgirl position, looking straight at Mia — who's truthfully probably the best of her best friends — watching her be spit-roasted by Seth's hard fucking and my cock all the way deep in her throat.

"Fuck Mia. Slut much?" Hanna said.

Mia laughed with me still in her, making her choke and gag. When she pulled off of me there was super stringy saliva all over my cock, dripping from her mouth. With Seth still fucking her she coughed, gasped, and laughed so hard she cried, and Hanna laughed till she cried, too, still fucking like a slut herself, all of her sisterly cuteness and beauty wide open, facing me, her nice bouncy tits and her super trim pussy on full display, like she didn't care anymore. She looked as happy as I can ever remember.

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The next morning it was bikini tops and shorts again on the girls, and shorts with no shirts on us guys. Everything was kind of quiet, which made me nervous. I wondered if our off the hook party last night was going to screw up our friendships, or maybe even mess up things between my sister and me. The thought of it really bothered me, and I had a feeling it was bothering Hanna, too.

Even Madison was quiet. I was alone with her for a few minutes out on the front porch, both of us drinking coffee to try and straighten out our heads, and she said to me, "You guys probably think I'm a slut, right? I mean, it didn't help that I fucked you right in front of everybody. That was crazy, but...fun, right?"

"So fun," I said. "I mean, I think you're awesome. I wish you lived around here."

"Why?" Madison said, smiling. "Would you date me?"

"Fuck yeah," I said.

"Really? You wouldn't be...embarrassed by me?"

"No. None of us would."

She smiled, but we couldn't talk long, because we had all slept longer than we should have. It was Sunday and we had to be out of the house at 11am, so we all packed up and then we walked on the beach. I went back over to the house with Hanna to meet the landlord guy. He was totally chill again, smiling, asking us how everything was.

"It was awesome. We loved it," Hanna said.

"Nice," he said. "You guys should rent again this fall. It's a lot cheaper after Labor Day, and the weather's still pretty nice."

"Oh, wow," Hanna said, her eyes wide. I could tell she was totally interested. "Yeah, we should, but we won't be around. We'll be back at school," she said.

The guy said, "Tell you what, I like you guys and I like regular customers. If you promise to rent again next year I'll give you my last open weekend this summer, the beginning of August, for...let's say, two-hundred bucks off."

"Oh my God!" Hanna said. "Yes! We'll take it!"

Walking back to the beach with me, after we said goodbye to the guy, she said, "What do you think about...maybe a bigger party next time."

I smiled at her. Ever since we were little I could tell when she had troublemaking on her mind. "Bigger? Like what?"

Looking down the beach a ways, we could see our friends sitting on the sand. "All these guys will want to come back, right?" she said as we walked. "I know Mia and Laura will."

"Really? So you guys...liked it?"

"Liked it?" Hanna said. "Mikey, what the fuck. Weren't you there last night? It was fucking awesome!"

"Good, yeah. No, I was just worried."

"What, are you freaking out because we saw each other? Mikey, that's why it was so great. I mean...didn't you...think so? Should I be worried that I'm fucked up in the head?"

"No, I...loved it," I said. "Don't your friends think it was weird, though?"

"Nope. Why would they? Shit, Mikey, they fucked the shit outta you. Didn't you notice? They've always thought you were totally hot. They're like, crazy happy today. So, will you come back if we do? They'll be bummed if you don't."

"And you?" I said. "Would you be bummed, too?"

"Yeah, of course I would, but I don't want to be. I want us all here. Again."

I smiled, looking at the ground as we walked. "Yeah, all us guys will come back, I'm pretty sure. What about Madison? She probably won't..."

"She's going back to California in a week."

"Yeah," I said.

"So do you think we could do bigger?" Hanna said. "Maybe...two or three more guys and two or three more girls?"

"You know..." I said as we walked, "...without Madison here, it might not be so..."

"Yes it will," Hanna said, reading my mind. "If we want it to be."

I smiled at her again. She had it all figured out. Our own special party house at Gilders Beach, plenty big enough for a whole houseful of us horny sluts. "So," I said, "who do you think might want to...do it?"

"I was thinking, maybe...some more guys from your team?" she said, keeping her eyes down on the beach sand as we walked, not looking into my eyes. "Maybe...DeShawn, and Darnell? Maybe Trevon?"

"Yeah, maybe," I said, smiling. "I'll ask them."

"So which of my friends do you want me to ask?" she said, glancing at me with a friendly smirk I'd seen before.

"Oh, wow," I said. "Maria. And...Grace and Faith."

"Mikey!" Hanna said, looking right at me with her smiling, twinkling eyes. "Twin sisters? Really?"

"Hey, I didn't question your choices," I said.

"No, I'm not questioning," she said, blushing. "Are we awful? I mean...we shouldn't be doing this. Probably not at all, and...not together."

"We're friends," I said, feeling the warm sand in my bare toes as we walked. "I love that."

"I love it, too," Hanna said, smiling sweetly, the way she'd done late in the night, when she was fucking Jared cowgirl and I was fucking Mia doggy style, my sweet sister and I shoulder to shoulder, just inches apart on a double bed. "Really," she said. "I love it, too."

Hanna and I dropped Madison off at the train station on our way home, so she could head back to her friend's place in New York City. Yes, Hanna and I live at home with our parents and a younger brother and sister. Our two older brothers moved out, one of them gone south to Florida.

Our mom was super curious about our weekend, wondering how it all went. She acted strange about it, like she had a feeling there was probably drinking and sex. I wanted to asked her if she'd ever done it; not the sex, but the partying when she was young. I had a feeling she knew all about that kind of thing, and that's why she was acting funny.

Of course we didn't tell Mom much about what happened at the Gilders Beach house, but kind of surprisingly, Hanna seemed to want to talk to me about it. Not just about the fun weekend with friends, but about the sex part. That's what surprised me. As the days went by during that first week after it, she talked a little about it, more and more, so I did, too. Like I've said, we've always been the best friends in the family, so it didn't seem all that strange even though it was. I mean, talking to your year-older hot sister about fucking and oral sex is not exactly normal. But each day we did it it seemed more and more okay to say realer and realer things. It was always Hanna who started it, but she's always been the bigger talker.

By the end of the week she was talking about how awesome Madison and Mia could deep-throat, and that she was trying to learn to do it just as good. Hanna said she was practicing with a dildo, in her room, whenever Mom was out shopping or something. "I want to be able to do it to...you know...your teammates."

"Who, Blake?"

Hanna got shy and blushed. "Yeah, him and...the others."

"You can just say my black friends, you know. I mean, it's totally racist, but..."

"It's not!" she said. "Is it?"

"No, I'm just kidding. I think it's funny though. I mean, they're just guys from school. We're all just friends."

"I know," she said, "but...I don't know, it's different. You don't think it's different for them, when they're with white girls?"

"Yeah, it probably is. So it's equal, then. Nothing to get all wound up about, right?"

"I'm not wound up!" she said. "I'm just...it makes me horny. That's okay, right? If it's racist I'll feel really bad."

"It's not," I said. "It's nice that you worry about it. So...tell me about your dildo."

"What do you want to know about it?"

"What color is it?" I said, smirking.

"It's green," Hanna said, smirking like I was. "What color did you think it was?"

I shrugged. "How big is it?

"I don't know. About your size, I guess. I just ordered a bigger one."

"Oh, nice," I said sarcastically. "Way to make me feel small."

"No, it's not that. My friends sure as hell don't think you're small. You've got nothing to worry about."

"Really? They said something?"

"Mikey, I was there, remember? I saw how you made them feel. If you're insecure about it I can tell you, my dildo feels huge inside me. Like, super nice and full. Deep and everything." Hanna started to blush rosy red and said, "I should probably stop talking now."

She said 'I should probably stop talking now' a lot that week, when we were getting into new territory. She did a lot of blushing that week, too.

The next day, we were out clothes shopping together at the mall, with Mom's credit card. When we were away from people Hanna got us on the topic of sex again. She asked me, "What's your favorite sex position?"

"Doggy probably, for fucking," I said. "Sixty-nine's awesome, too."

"Yeah, they're my favorites, too," she said. "Laura keeps talking about sixty-nining you. She said it was, like, the best thing ever. How'd you get so good at everything? Did you and Emily...?"

"Yeah, but she was pretty shy about most things. I guess I learned stuff from porn and tried it on her, if she'd let me."

"Yeah, I learned a ton from porn," Hanna said. "I've got a fuck buddy at school." It was new information, something I didn't have a clue about before. Hanna looked glad that she'd opened up to me about it.

"Really? Wow. How'd you meet him? He doesn't want to be your boyfriend?"

"Yeah, he kinda wants to, and I kinda want to, but we're keeping it casual for now. It'd kinda suck for both of us to have summers when we couldn't...do anything."

"So he's as big a slut as you are?" I said, smiling.

"I doubt it," Hanna said. "So what do you think about that. About me getting slutty this summer. Tell me honestly."

"I don't know. I mean, it's different, but it's not. You're still just you."

Hanna nodded, smiling sweetly. "Thanks," she said. "It's the same with you. Or didn't you know slutty's not just a girl thing."

"No, I know."

Hanna nodded again. She said, "Fucking a pornstar and two other hot girls all at once. You're a stud slut. Is it weird to say that it makes me proud? I've always been proud of you, but damn Mikey. I mean, as soon as you took off your clothes I felt this super proud sister thing. And the way you fuck, I was, like, What? And you stay way harder than my friend at school. It'd take him an hour or two to get hard again, but you...all you guys were just killin' it. I felt super lucky to be there with you guys. Is that weird?"

"No. I felt lucky, too."

"Do you think it was, like, magic or something?" she said. "I've been wondering. Maybe it was a once in a lifetime kind of thing."

"I don't know. I hope not. You mean, you think maybe that was the best night we'll ever have in our whole lives?"

"God, I hope not," she said. "I mean if it was, it was totally awesome, we killed it, but no, that's why I want to do it again. We gotta prove that it's something we can just do. It can just be that way, right?"

"Yeah, I think so," I said. "You gotta have the right friends, obviously, but there's even cruises you can take. Swinger Cruises."

Hanna's eyes got wide. "No way! Really?"

"Yeah, somebody showed me the website once."

"Okay, now that's cool," she said. "We should do it, when we're older and have some money."

"Yeah, I'm in," I said. "If we're married they gotta be cool with it, though."

"Yeah, well...let's just do that," Hanna said. "We'll marry the right people, or if we don't we can...you and I can just go together. We can get a room with two big beds and just fuck all the hot people on the boat."

"A bunch of them will be old, like Mom and Dad," I said.

Hanna's eyes widened again. "Oh, wow. That's crazy. But yeah, that's all part of it, right?"

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I smiled at Hanna and she smiled at me. It was cool to see her mind working, and to think about what was going on in there. She was totally into the slut thing, and it was kind of awesome.

—

About a week later I heard some sounds when I was passing by Hanna's closed bedroom door. I stopped to listen. The house was quiet, Mom and everybody else was gone. The sounds were Hanna's, clearing her throat and then quiet, sort of gurgly, and then clearing her throat again. Coughing once in a while. I knew exactly what it was — deep-throat practice with the dildo, maybe with the bigger one that she'd ordered. They were the unmistakable sounds Madison and Mia made when they deep-throated me and the other guys. I stood and listened for a minute, and then I went to my room and jerked off.

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The summer flew by, and August arrived. Our weekend at the Gilders Beach house came at us and there was no turning back, not that Hanna or I wanted to. We wanted to make the most of our time there, so we told everybody there'd be a big party the first night, and there was. There was a whole new angle on it, though, because the super cool landlord guy, it turns out, is a drug dealer, too. Me, except for getting high on weed once in a while, I'd never been a drug user. It just doesn't mix well with sports. Coaches will jump down your throat about it, and there's drug tests to keep us honest. So yeah, I'd smoked a little weed in the summertime, but that's it. Hanna's done more than that, but I was never too clear on how much more. Turns out she likes mushrooms, the druggy kind, and when the landlord guy hinted that he might have some things available, she asked about "shrooms." He smiled and came back fifteen minutes later with a big ziplock bagful. Hanna told him there'd be eleven or twelve of us. He said, "These are excellent ones, I'd say two grams each'll be good for girls your size, and three grams for the bigger guys. That's sort of a medium dose, good for chillin' and not going full bore. You're definitely gonna want to take the full two or three gram dose, though, 'cuz a half dose is pretty boring. Each one of these is about a gram." He counted out thirty pieces on the kitchen table, and threw in quite a few extra. "I'll tell you what. I'm gonna go broke doing this, but I like making new customers happy. I'll give you this for a hundred bucks. Don't tell anyone though. That's crazy cheap."

Hanna thanked him and paid him for it. "My mom gave me food money," she said to him, smiling. "Mushrooms are food, right?"

"Totally," the guy said. "You guys need any weed or anything?"

"Our friends have some," Hanna said.

"Cool," he said as he left. "Just don't burn the place down, all right?"

About an hour later our friends started to arrive. Hanna and I both knew the score — all our friends from last time, except Madison, were going to be there. Trevon couldn't make it, but DeShawn and Darnell were coming. The twin Larson sisters weren't coming, but Hanna's friend Maria, a neighbor of ours, was supposedly coming. I'd thrown her name out there thinking there was no way, not because she's not cool, she is, but just because the thought of her at a sex party was sort of beyond belief. We'd lived just a couple houses away from Maria for our whole lives, and watching her grow up into a super sexy girl was sort of mind blowing. I don't know if I ever could have had a date with her — it's not so easy when you're two years younger — but ever since we've grown up she's been kind of shy around me, like she's interested, but the timing never worked out, with both of us in relationships now and then and stuff like that. And anyway, I don't know if I'd have the guts to ask her out. I get shy around her just like she does. One thing I was thinking about just before she arrived is that, since none of us have swimming pools in our neighborhood, I'd never seen her in a bathing suit before. Another neighbor told me once that he'd seen her when she was out suntanning in a bikini in her backyard, but I've never seen it, partly because I can't see her yard too well through all the trees. Her mother's hot, too; a Puerto Rican lady with a rockin' body and long hair, a lot like Maria's.

So that was the score — ten of us, at least for the first night's party, all of them spending the night as far as we knew. Hanna told me there was a "surprise," too, but I didn't know what that meant. Maybe Madison coming back? I doubted it, because she told me how busy she was going to be for the rest of the year.

It was funny to see Hanna get all shy when DeShawn and Darnell showed up. They're both tall guys with totally ripped bodies, both of them on the football team with me, both going on to play in college in the fall. Neither of them had shirts on when they got out of Darnell's car. Me and Hanna and some of the others were out on the crooked old front porch when they arrived. "This place is dope," DeShawn said, looking up at the big old house. "You got the whole thing?"

"Yeah, four bedrooms," I said. "There's a bunch of us, though, so it'll be, like three or four in a bed. Think you can handle it?"

"As long as it's not all dudes," he said. "Hanna, do I get to call whatever bed you're in?"

"Yup," Hanna said, watching him and Darnell walk to the front steps. "You both do."

"Damn!" Deshawn said.

I looked at her, surprised by her putting it out there like that. She had a funny look on her face, blushing again, with goosebumps on her arms and the rest of her, easy to see because she was already barefoot, wearing nothing but her little bikini.

Mia and Laura were both in their bikinis already, too. Like Hanna, they showed up with bikini tops and shorts on, but took the shorts off as soon as they threw their gear in one of the bedrooms. All three of them were new bikini's, ones I didn't see back in June, and all three of them were the tie-on kind, string bikinis I think you call them. Super sexy ones, too, kind of thin, letting their tits move and bounce. Hanna's is a full-on thong, and the other two are slightly less thongy but still showing lots of cheek. They're definitely three of the nicest asses from our high school.

Speaking of awesome asses, Maria pulled up just then, parking on the street, right behind Darnell's car. Even though Hanna had told me she was coming, it still amazed me that she was suddenly there, stepping out of her car as Hanna ran over to hug her. They were never the best of friends, just sort of casual ones, so I don't know how Hanna sold her on the idea of coming to our party.

Blake and Seth were already there, on the porch with us, watching. "Damn!" Blake said quietly. "Who the fuck is that? "

"My neighbor Maria," I said. "Don't you remember her? She was a year ahead of Hanna."

"Oh, fuck!" he said. "Maria Cruz? Fuck! "

Worried that Maria had heard him, I was suddenly freaking out, thinking she'd think me and my friends are immature dorks. "Chill, dude," I said quietly. "Don't be fuckin' scaring her away."

"No, man, I'm chill," he said, but he still had a wild look in his eyes.

Maria, carrying a soft backpack, slung it over her shoulder when she walked up onto the porch. "Hi Mikey," she said.

I said hi but just stood there. "Give her a hug, doof," Hanna said, hitting me with the nickname she used to call me when we were dorky kids.

"Doof," Maria said, smiling at me. "I haven't heard that in a while. You outgrew it, I think." She moved to me and I moved to her. Hugging her was like a small dream come true. She held on to me a few seconds longer than I expected, which was nice, and she said, "You outgrew everything, I think."

I was trying to figure out what she meant by that when she backed away, her eyes staying on my chest and arms for a second or two. I guess maybe that was it — I'd grown tall and muscly, and I think she liked it. Or maybe not. Maybe it was wishful thinking.

Inside the house, in the old-fashioned kitchen, we popped the caps on a bunch of beers and made sure everybody knew everybody else. "Wanna put on your suit, Maria?" Hanna asked.

"Are we going to the beach?"

"Maybe not till tomorrow," Hanna said. "It's just fun. I thought we could all do bikinis tonight, and none of these guys like to wear shirts anyways, so..."

Maria didn't say anything. She shrugged and said "Okay," sort of shyly and quietly. I began to wonder just how much Hanna had told her about last time. Was my sister being sneaky, trying to ease Maria into something unexpected? Hanna used to do that a lot when we were kids, so it wouldn't have surprised me.

"Upstairs?" Maria said.

Hanna went to her. "Yup. I'll show you." They were halfway up the stairs when I heard a knock at the door. Hanna yelled, "That's your surprise, Mikey. Answer it."

I only had to walk into the living room to see who was outside the screen door, and it was a surprise that blew my mind. It was Amber Anklin standing there, my older brother's ex-girlfriend. I hadn't seen her in two years, and the view through the screen was all it took to fill my horny mind with memories. With super blond almost white hair, and a crazy hot Jennifer McCarthy body, Amber is the the girl who turned me into a crazed masturbator when I was fourteen. It went on for two years. I swear to god she's responsible for, like, ten layers of skin being worn off my dick. And by that time, when she was suddenly gone, Maria was super hot, right up the street, so that skin just kept getting worn away.

Amber, smiling brightly, opened the screen door before I got to it. "Mikey!" she said. "Oh my God, you look so much like your brother! You're in way better shape, though. Do you spend all your time at the gym?" She dropped her small duffel bag on the floor. "Come here! You damn well better hug me."

I did, and she felt soft and warm and awesome.

"What's it been, a couple years since we've seen each other?" she said. "I see Hanna now and then, mostly at Starbucks. Does she tell you I always ask about you and say hi?"

"Yeah, she tells me," I said, the first words I could manage.

"Oh my God, you grew, like, a foot!" she said. "You were sixteen, right, when Danny and I split up?"

"Yeah," I said. "I...really missed you, after."

Amber was still hugging me, but she let me loose and looked me over from head to toe. "Wow," she said. "Eighteen, now, huh? I used to think of you as my little brother, but...yeah, I'm gonna have to re-think that one." Her mouth curled into a sexy smirk. "Hanna tells me you guys get wild here. What's that all about? No girlfriend? Burning off some steam, or what? She's not corrupting you, is she?"

"Hanna? No!" I said.

"I'm just kidding," Amber said. "I'm really glad I ran into her. I just broke up with another guy. Actually it was, like, two months ago. It's been a boring summer. I'm really glad to be here."

"Yeah, I'm really glad, too," I said, still stunned to see her.

"So how's Danny doing in Florida? Hanna tells me, but what's your perspective?"

"Oh, shit, I don't know. Good, I guess. He likes it there."

"Yeah," she said. "You know, honestly, I miss your family more than I miss him. You guys, and your mom and dad. Your dad had the hots for me. I used to wear certain clothes over to your house, just to tease him, and tease you and your other brothers, too, I guess. That's part of why Danny dumped me. I think he wanted a girl who's not slutty."

"Really? I never would have guessed that," I said.

"What, the teasing you part, or the Danny part?"

"The Danny part."

Hanna ran down the stairs. "I'm so glad you came!" she said, hugging Amber. "I wasn't sure if you were...you know...serious."

"About coming to your orgy? I wouldn't miss it, kid."

Maria was standing there, after coming down the stairs at a normal speed. The word "orgy" seemed to cut through the air and linger, and my concern over Maria not knowing what she was getting into gave me a hit of goosebumpy tingles. Before I could figure anything out the voices in the kitchen got closer. All the partiers were converging, and Hanna was introducing people.

"Holy fuck, you're not messing around, girl!" Amber said to Hanna. "Look at these guys!"

"They're all Mikey's friends, from his two teams mostly."

"I'm not," Seth said. "I'm the non-jock."

"There's one more guy coming later," Hanna said to Amber. "Want to put your stuff upstairs?"

As I watched Amber climb the stairs, memories of her awesome ass flooded back to me.

"Damn, dude!" DeShawn said when she was out of sight. "She's major key! How old is she?

"I don't know. Twenty-four, twenty-five maybe."

"This is sick dude! If this night goes down like you were saying..."

I felt kind of stunned, with Maria standing there in an awesome bikini, Amber in the house, and Mia and Laura looking amazing their new little string bikinis. It was overwhelming to think about it all. "Yeah, it's...I don't even know anymore," I said. "Hanna's definitely in charge of this one." My eyes were drawn to Maria. She smiled shyly. "You want a beer or something Maria? I need to find mine."

"Sure," she said, glad, I think, to follow me into the empty, quiet kitchen. She grabbed a bottle of beer from the big cooler and popped it open. "I remember her, when she was with Danny."

"Amber? Yeah, she's great," I said. "We were all bummed when they broke up."

"It's...interesting that she's here," Maria said, sipping on her beer, her eyes twinkling at me.

"I know," I said. "Hanna...didn't even tell me. She said somebody else was coming, but..."

"Oh, wow," Maria said, "That's like, a seriously good sister, right? Did you have a crush on her?"

"Amber? Yeah, I guess. I mean yeah, how could I not, you know?"

Maria sipped on her beer, nodding.

"So I gotta ask," I said, "what did Hanna tell you about this weekend? I mean...it's interesting that you're here, too."

"Is it?" Maria said. "I hope she didn't lie to me. She told me you asked...for me to come."

I totally choked and didn't know what to say. Maria looked shy, almost embarrassed. It's a look that looks good on her, but all looks look good on her, especially in that bikini. I knew I had to say something, so I said, "Yeah, it's chill that you're here. I'm really glad."

Maria still looked shy, but her embarrassment changed into a sweet smile. She said, "You're worried I don't know, aren't you. But I do." The sweet smile stayed, and she blushed, a dark cherry color because of her dark complexion that was tanned even darker. She looked crazy hot standing there, with her black hair, her dark eyes, and whatever was going on in her head.

I said, "You mean, Hanna told you about...last time we were here?"

Maria nodded. Her eyes were all twinkly, but I could tell she was feeling too shy to talk about what Hanna had told her. I had a super strong urge to take her hand, go upstairs with her and have a quiet talk about it, to see what talking with her about sex would lead to, but I didn't. I heard Amber coming back downstairs, probably in a bikini, and I couldn't walk away from that. And anyway, Maria told me what she wanted to tell me, just with her eyes. She knew it was an orgy party, and she was there willingly, because she'd heard that I'd asked for her to be there. What more did I need to know?

We went back to the living room where everyone was just hanging out, talking, getting to know each other either for the first time or again. Amber was talking to DeShawn and Darnell, looking even blonder near their handsome blackness. They're good looking guys, with ink on their big arms and chests, and Amber was smiling.

One time, about three years ago, I heard my grandpa say Amber was "voluptuous," and my mom got mad. My dad agreed with my grandpa, and Mom got madder. She probably would have been mad at me, too, but I was outside the kitchen door and they didn't know I could hear them. I didn't know what voluptuous meant, but when I looked it up I learned that it means big titted, soft and super curvy, but not fat. I guess back a couple hundred years ago it meant fat, too, but not so much now. If I had to sort of categorize it, I'd say it's what men think is sort of perfect, especially if Grandpa, Dad, my brothers and me, and all the men who ever saw Amber when she was with us are anything to go by. She even went on vacation with us once, wearing bikinis and stuff, and it was pretty funny watching all the men, Dad and Grandpa too, taking looks at her without being rude about it. Of course some men stared. It's kind of hard not to.

I was doing it — staring a little bit — when she was talking to DeShawn and Darnell about football. "You've got the same name as that quarterback Deshawn Watson," she said. "That's cool."

"Yeah, but he spells it different," Deshawn said.

"Oh," Amber said. "But you're built like him. How tall are you?"

It was just her being there with us that made me stare, probably, but her bikini had a lot to do with it, too. It's one that's sort of a shiny white color that's halfway transparent, enough that her nipples show through, big, oversized pink ones that are even more amazing than what I had dreamed she looked like back when I was younger. The white color of the bikini really showed nice on her tan skin, and I could even tell that she had tan lines under it, from wearing bikinis that were maybe a little bit different. She probably doesn't wear this one everywhere because it's so see-through. The bottom is just a little triangle in front, over her pussy, with strings that tie at her hips. The ass part is just like the front, just a little triangle at the top of her crack, and a whole lot of cheek down below. My mom wouldn't like that bikini at all, but I'm pretty sure Dad and Grandpa would.

"When is Jared coming?" Mia asked.

"About an hour, maybe," Blake said.

"Seth, pass your pipe around," Hanna said. "Let's get high. DeShawn, did you bring the tunes?"

"Yeah, I brought it." He dug around in the duffel he'd left over by the door and pulled out a wireless speaker. It went right in the middle of the beat-up dark wood coffee table in front of the couch. He sat there, scrolled through some files on his phone, and suddenly it was a party, with hip hop throbbing into the room like a heartbeat.

"Fuck yeah," Hanna said, the first one to start dancing. Mia and Laura joined her, and Darnell was right in there, already bumping and grinding with the girls.

"We should get pizza while we're waiting for Jared," Hanna announced as she danced. "Mikey, call that place and order, like, ten."

I called, and the woman on the phone said they'd be ready in half an hour. We passed the pipe around, everyone pitched in money for the food, and me and Hanna walked to the end of the block to the pizza place, her in her bikini, me without a shirt, both of us barefoot.

"You're not supposed to be in here like that," the woman behind the counter said, pointing at the 'No Shirt, No Shoes, No Service' sign in the window. "You picking up?"

"Yeah, I just called for ten pizzas," I said.

"Oh. They'll be out in a few minutes," she said, looking us over. "Are you on vacation?"

"Sort of," Hanna said.

"You should know that the cops are pretty strict around here, about 'no shirt no shoes', but especially about DWI and driving stoned."

"Oh, wow," Hanna said, sounding even more stoned that she did just a minute ago. "Can you tell?"

The woman smiled and nodded.

"We're not driving," I said. "We're at a house down the block."

"Oh, okay," the woman said. "Well, next time, put on a shirt and wear shoes for me, so you don't get me in trouble."

"Yeah, for sure," Hanna said.

We sat at a booth and watched the woman work. I guess it was because I was nice and high that I was so zoned in on her, noticing everything about her and the things she was doing. She's an Italian woman, complete with an accent, with short almost-black hair that's cut a little bit like my aunt's. She wore a gray dress with the name and logo of the pizza place embroidered on one side of the chest. The restaurant was small, hotter than the warm outdoors, and she was sweating, her skin all shiny from the heat of the big pizza ovens, tarnished-silver-colored ones that weren't far away from her. Her dress was stained with a few grease smears, and smudged and spattered with white flour. I wondered why she didn't wear an apron like my mom does, but maybe it was because it was so hot in there. Yeah, that's probably it, I thought, and it's probably why the front of her dress is unbuttoned maybe more than somebody else would do it.

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"You like her, don't you," Hanna said, smirking.

I realized I'd been staring, and Hanna had been watching me.

"Would you ever want to fuck someone her age?" Hanna asked, her stoned eyes twinkling. "I totally think older men are hot."

"You do?" I said.

"Yeah. I've told you that."

I nodded. I guess my stoned brain was more interested in the pizza woman than Hanna, because I was back to staring at her. The woman noticed, and was glancing at me, too.

"Wow," Hanna said. "I'm totally asking her."

"Asking her what?" I said.

"If she wants to come to our party. She's not wearing a ring. Have you imagined fucking her yet, or are you still getting that dress off of her?"

My brain felt like it was swelling and about to pop or something, because of the crazy things Hanna was saying. It was like she was right inside my head, reading my thoughts. The pizza woman was sexy, and the dress did have buttons all down the front. Yeah, my mind was there. What guys' wouldn't have been? I laughed a little, but Hanna's face had that 'getting into trouble' look on it, the one I knew really well. She was nodding, her eyes big. "Yes, right?" she said.

I couldn't answer. Of course it was an interesting idea, but it was crazy. Hanna only sat for my silence for a few seconds, and then she was up, out of her seat, heading for the counter in her bare feet.

"Sorry, just a few more minutes," the woman said to her.

Hanna leaned across the counter, and my eyes went right to her ass. I mean, I was stoned, and it's a stupid hot ass, even if it is my sister's. The bikini she had on was a total thong, so she looked pretty much naked, with every bit of her sweet ass cheeks showing. With my stoned eyes on her, I watched, unable to hear what she was saying to the woman. They talked for what seemed like an hour but was probably only a minute or two.

The woman boxed up our pizzas, so I went up to the counter. Her eyes, dark like Maria's, looked at me differently than before, and I thought I knew why — I was sure that Hanna had blabbed about stuff and now the woman thought I was a dumb-ass stoner, a stupid kid who doesn't know right from wrong. My high was crashing and I felt a little sick. My whole life I've felt that way when Hanna gets me in trouble.

Somewhere in there, between the pizza boxing and the paying, with my mind in a paranoid fog, Hanna introduced us. "Mikey, this is Giulia," she said.

"Oh, wow," I said. "That's...such a nice name."

"She's knows the guy that owns our house," Hanna said.

"He comes in," Giulia, said. "He asks me for dates, but..."

"Oh, wow," Hanna said. "You totally should. I think he's cute."

"Yes, you may be right," Giulia said. "But I work so much. I'm here every day, every night."

"That's why you need some fun tonight," Hanna said. She turned her attention to me. "I told her to just come. We'll be there. We'll tell everyone when we get back to just let her in. Right?"

"Wow," I said, feeling crazy stoned again. "Yeah. I mean...wow."

Giulia smiled and said, "I told Hanna not to expect me. It's nice of you to offer, but..."

"Oh, no! Really?" I said, my emotions slipping out unfiltered. "Maybe...you'll change your mind?"

Giulia looked at me more seriously. "Maybe," she said. "I've never been to...such a party."

"We hope you come," Hanna said, scooping up half the pizza boxes, leaving the rest for me. "Thanks, Giulia," she said. "We'll be back tomorrow probably, for a bunch of sandwiches."

"Wear shoes and a shirt!" Giulia said, smiling.

Outside on the sidewalk, Hanna said, "God, she's totally pretty. How old do you think she is?"

"I don't know. Thirty, maybe?"

"She's forty-two. Mom's only five years older."

"Wow," I said, thinking about how odd it was. "How do you know that? What did you guys talk about?"

"I invited her."

"Yeah, but, why did she tell you how old she is?"

"She said we looked young, but I told her it didn't matter. When I told her there's six of you guys and you're all eighteen and hot, she..." Hanna smiled, "...got a real nice look on her face. Kind of like a 'wow' look. She totally thinks you're hot. I can tell."

"She said she's not coming."

"We'll see," Hanna said. "I feel good that I asked her." Hanna stopped in her tracks. "Oh, wait," she said, piling her five boxes on top of mine. "I'll be right back. I gotta go tell her something."

Hanna ran back to the shop and went inside. I felt the heat of the boxes, smelled the good smells, and my stomach growled from hunger. Just a minute later Hanna was running back, her tits bouncing in her little bikini. "I told her to just come right from work. She can take a shower at the house, maybe with one of you guys. It'll save her some time."

I looked at Hanna like she was crazy.

"What!" she said. "She's all sweaty. She'll probably think she's got to get all ready or something. Women are like that. But anyway, she said she lives right upstairs, so..."

Everything Hanna did, all summer long, surprised me, and being so open and welcoming to a woman we barely knew was just another in a long line of things that amazed me. Here we were, about to have an orgy, with friends, a neighbor, and a former almost-a-sister-in-law, and Hanna was inviting a stranger that my wandering eye had noticed. It was totally crazy, but that was Hanna, especially now that she'd found her inner slut.

As we climbed the front steps of the old house we could hear the throbbing hip hop and sense the energy of a bunch of people just inside the door. We walked in and it was dimly lit inside, just as warm if not warmer than outside, and it smelled of weed. Everyone was happy to see the tall stack of pizza boxes.

"No Jared yet?" Hanna asked.

"He texted me," Seth said. "He's on his way."

"I invited the pizza lady, you guys," Hanna announced. "She's totally pretty, and super nice."

"Oh, fuck yeah!" Blake said. "It's a party house!"

"She won't be here till later," Hanna said, "but if she shows up just let her in. Her name's Giulia."

"Hanna, you just invited her?" Mia said, looking amazed.

"Mikey was making eyes at her, so...yeah."

Mia and Laura both shook their heads at Hanna's fearlessness. They smiled when, with some simple quick moves of her arms, Hanna was suddenly topless. Her goosebumps were clear to see, covering every inch of her, raising the hairs on her arms. Just the tiniest bit of her bikini was left on her, covering her pussy.

"Damn, Hanna!" DeShawn said. "You're savage!"

Hanna smiled, looking shy and bashful, if that's possible when you're boldly leading the way.

The new members of our group — DeShawn, Darnell, Maria and Amber — were all taking glances or looking more openly at Hanna's tits. I guess maybe we all were. Amber was the one who spoke up about it. She was smiling, obviously happy. She said, "You guys are awesome, you and Mikey. Ialways wanted to do that in front of my brother."

"I met him once. He's cute," Hanna said.

"Yeah he is," Amber said. "He's also married to a born-again-Christian, just like your brother Danny."

"So you'll just have to do it when you're alone with him sometime," Hanna said.

"Maybe. You're giving me courage."

That's when one of my biggest dreams came true. Amber reached behind herself, unfastened her bikini top, and her big Jennifer McCarthy tits tumbled out with a slow-motion wobble that left me unable to breathe. I'm talkin' tits with a capital T. So big, so real, so up-out-and-proud, with big beautiful pink nipples that looked carved like sculptures, hardening right before our eyes. Her nipple tips stuck out enough that she could have hung her bikini strap over one if she wanted to.

"Damn!" DeShawn said.

Hanna giggled at him. "DeShawn, honey, do we need to worry about you? You gonna make it?"

"I think your brother's the one who's gonna lose it," Mia giggled.

"I know," Hanna said. "God, Mikey, how long have you been dreaming about seeing those?"

There wasn't a good answer, so I just stood there, feeling stoned again, enough to be scrambled by the sight of Amber's tits but not high enough to act chill about it. It was a weird limbo kind of place, for everybody I think, where things were starting to happen, clothes were starting to come off, but everybody was still kind of nervous and shy, especially the new people. Time was standing still, but it was also rushing at us, all twisted and strange. It was the perfect time to hear Jared, his footsteps creaking up the old wooden front steps. When he came through the door, Hanna went to greet him. "Hi Baby," she said, hugging him. "Come and meet my friends."

Jared looked stunned but happy to be hugged by topless Hanna, and to be pulled over to another, older, bigger titted topless girl. "This is Amber. She used to be my older brother's girlfriend."

"Hi Jared," Amber said.

"Oh my god," Jared said. "Yeah, I remember you."

"Oh, wow, did you have a crush on her, too?" Hanna asked.

Jared didn't answer, but his blushing face told the story. Hanna smiled. "And maybe you know Maria. She was a year ahead of me at school. She lives right up the street from Mikey and me."

"Yeah," Jared said, his eyes glazing over from the shock of having two of our favorite fantasy girls at the party. I knew just how he felt.

"Beer, buddy?" I said, holding a cold one out for him.

"We were just going to pig out on pizza. Did you eat?" Hanna asked.

Jared shook his head. "No."

"Take your shirt off," Hanna said. "Get comfortable."

He kicked off his shoes and took off his shirt, tossing them by his backpack over by the door. Amber's eyes followed him. "Christ, Hanna," she said. "You know where all the cute guys live, huh?"

"I told you you'd be happy," Hanna said, smiling. "Oh my god, I just wanna roll around in your tits. Can I? Later?"

Amber smiled. "You mean they're good for something other than making my back hurt? Sure, you can roll around in them."

We all went into the kitchen and ate pizza. Hanna made her announcement about kicking the party up a few notches. "You guys, I was hoping we could all do something. I bought mushrooms for everybody, a nice medium dose according to the guy who's the expert. I don't know about the rest of you, but me and Mia and Laura have done it before. It's totally fun. I mean, having sex that way is just gonna be the best thing ever."

"You bought them?" Mia said, her eyes wide and sparkly. "For everybody? Oh my God, yeah, lets do it."

"I think it'll be so awesome if everybody's in on it. I'm hoping you'll all want to," Hanna said.

"I'm in," Amber said. "I've always been curious."

"If you girls are in, I'm fuckin' doin' it," DeShawn said.

"Me too," Darnell said.

Pretty soon it was everybody but Maria. She hadn't said a word. Hanna asked her, "Maria, what do you think? You don't have to or anything, but..."

"Is it like...that stuff on the news?" Maria said.

"It's totally natural. It's not, like, addicting or anything. Do you mean opioids? No, it's not like that at all. Not like cocaine. Not like anything chemical. It's just natural and just super fun."

"I read about it, after I tried it," Laura said. "I probably should have read about it before, but...yeah, it's all natural. Not addictive. It's a really old thing. Native Americans used it for ceremonies. They'd take it and dance and celebrate life and stuff."

"Nice, yeah," Hanna said. "That's what we're doing. We're celebrating life. Celebrating this summer that's almost over. Let's all be a sexy family for the weekend, before we go back to school and get boring."

Who could argue with a beautiful topless girl? Turns out no one could, not even Maria. Hanna gave each person their 'shrooms, two pieces for each of the girls, three for us guys. There was some left over, so she said, "I'm saving two for Giulia, if she comes later. I'm taking an extra, because I've done it before and I fuckin' love it. I'll leave the rest of these extras for any of you girls who want a three gram dose instead of two. Even three's not too much I don't think, so..."

"I'll take another," Amber said, smiling, holding her hand out for a third piece.

Mia asked for a third piece, too, and with the feeling of a ceremony, sort of like a holy communion, we all ate them at the same time, washing them down with half-cold beer and warm pizza. Hanna quietly showed me the final two leftover pieces of 'shroom that she held in her hand. She ate one, her fourth, before I could say anything about it maybe being too much for her. Her troublemaker eyes dared me to take the other piece and match her dose. Who can argue with a beautiful topless girl, especially when she's your sister?

"This is fuckin' awesome, you guys," she said. "DeShawn, you better plug the charger into that speaker, we're gonna need it all night long. Wanna dance with me?"

"Fuck yeah," he said.

I'm not sure how it happened. A slow...creeping...change...of...reality. I think a doctor would simply say the drugs were taking effect, and a science geek might call it a warping of time and space, but because it snuck up on us, we were all just in it. Music oozed from the air, and lamplight looked so artificial and yet so perfect. It illuminated things I'd never seen, colors I'd never noticed, colors that moved and became something like rainbows in the hazy, smoky air. When it was passed to me, the warmth of the weed pipe made me want to eat it, like a snack, and the smell and the feel of the bubbles of beer when I tipped the bottle into my mouth, pouring its tingling liquid down my swallowing throat, filled my head with wonder. Voices, and the movement of people, took on a profound, warped beauty. The few times I'd been high on weed didn't prepare me for the soft, super high glory of a mushroom trip. I wondered where it was leading. I mean, how could it possibly get any better?

The living room was full of us again. It felt dark and cocoon-like, so very comfortable even though in reality it was just old, with worn furniture and a frayed rug that needed vacuuming. But there and then, with our minds beautifully altered, it was perfect. It was a spaceship, built to order, holding us in its comfort, keeping the world away.

I was laughing. It was Deshawn's cock. Not funny, but amazing in its thick, girthy blackness, so beautiful as it fucked my sister's wide-open mouth. She took it all, right down her throat, the way she'd been practicing behind closed doors with her bigger-than-me dildo. Seeing her do it to my friend DeShawn was astonishing. All I could do was laugh.

Amber was there, next to me, in a place and at a time where she wasn't, just a split second ago. "Look at you, watching your sister," she said, smiling. "You're dirty. If your brother Danny was dirty I'd probably still be with him." Her words sounded different. Like a slurring, but not. The warpage was her voice. It was my ears. It was both. She smiled at my laughter, and she laughed with it.

If you've never stripped naked in front of beautiful sexy girls while all of you are tripping on 'shrooms, I recommend it. I recommend, too, the feeling of a girl's hand on your hard cock at that moment, a sexual sensation that turned me inside out and upside down, my cock feeling at least a foot long and as warm as hot lava, slipping into a warm mouth, Maria's mouth, while Amber fondled my balls and laughed like the happiest angel.

I have no idea what I said. Words started to blend. Things were being spoken, but moans were growing in volume and importance. DeShawn's music gave us a rhythm, and all of us and the room itself pulsed to its beat. I heard him cum, watched him cum, his creamy white cream mixed with Hanna's saliva, gushing from her lips in a sputtering flow that I could hear, the mess of it leaking out all around his slow thrusting shaft, falling from the succulent blowjob to the floor in sloppy splatting splashes. His hands on Hanna's head...his moans in the air...drifting... staying.

Amber said something about the amazing amount of cum he'd given; said she'd never seen such a thing. I heard Hanna answer, saying, "I wanted it all, but it was too much." Her eyes were wide and different looking. Wild. Hungry. She looked up at Deshawn. "God, baby, you cum like crazy."

There was fucking happening. Lots of skin. Cocks. Pussies. Tits. It all seemed dreamy and perfect. Smooth. That's it. Smooth. As if all of life had lost its rough edges. My corner of it enveloped me. Maria, moaning as she blew me better than I dreamed she would, and Amber, giggling between steamy hot kisses on my lips, kisses with lots of tongue. I let go of my beer bottle, half full, its wet bubbles spilling out onto the floor. I held Amber's head in my hands, our kiss becoming profound, like no other. Her hand was still on my balls, her other on my chest and then up on the back of my neck, holding me to her, each of us holding onto the best kiss of our lives. I came in Maria's mouth just then, as I was eating Amber's delicious mouth and she was eating mine. Amber felt my cumming, moaning, her hand held still, tight against my balls so she could feel the pulses, the cum emptying from me into another dream, a sucking, hungry, swallowing dream that milked me dry, weakening my knees, blowing my mind to the stratosphere.

"Eat my pussy," Amber said, the words swirling, stretching. "Eat it while I eat Maria's."

Normally that would have been a "Wait, what?" moment, but instead it all just happened, smooth, a falling into place that flowed like sweet syrup from a bottle. Amber on her back on the rug, her big tits swelling to her sides, me on my stomach on the floor between her legs, tasting the best flavor I'd ever tasted, the flavor of her wet juices. Maria, on her knees, straddled Amber's blonder-than-blond head, her pussy feeding Amber's still hungry mouth. Maria's hands were on Amber's stomach, not far from my own hungry, starved-for-it mouth. It was true and pure hunger, a brand new and astonishing thing.

Time was warped, so I can't be sure, but female orgasms seemed to happen quickly, with little effort. It was happening all around the room, girls cumming, loud and uninhibited. I wasn't watching, but they sounded like big, deep, beautiful orgasms. And then Amber had hers, her beautiful pussy not squirting but flowing, wetting my mouth enough to drink of it, swallow it, a flavorful, womanly elixir that made me even higher. As she came she screamed into Maria's pussy, triggering my dark-haired dream girl. Her I could watch, my eyes big as my mouth stayed with Amber's pussy. Maria's mind was gone, eyes rolling, mouth open, eking out squealing screams. Her pussy, darkly hairy and well trimmed, looked slippery pink as Amber's mouth and tongue skillfully worked it. Both of their orgasms were powerful, free of any worry or mental restraint. Maria, her body rocked and swaying, straightened up. Still sitting nicely on Amber's face, her moving hips dragging her freshly orgasmed pussy across Amber's mouth, she reached behind herself and took off her last piece of clothing, her bikini top, letting it fall. Looking into my wide eyes, she caressed her tits with her hands, struggling to regain her breath and composure.

"I've never felt like this before," she mumbled. "Oh my God."

Her hips moved faster, grinding her pussy hard against Amber's moaning mouth, and she came again, squeezing her own beautiful tits in her hands as her wild eyes watched mine watching her. The tip of my tongue moved fast on Amber's clit, and she came too, a double whammy double whammy, the likes of which I never would have believed.

So there's a Big Black Cock stereotype. I've talked about it with the guys from my teams. It's truly a myth, I guess, kept going by porn. It probably makes money, though, so why not? And really, porn's full of Big White Cocks, too. But guess what? It turns out my man Darnell was holding back on us. I mean, us guys have all seen each other in the shower, and his dick's bigger than the rest, but you never know how a guy's gonna grow, and he's a grower for sure. Of course it was my sister Hanna who was taking advantage of it, at least when my high-as-fuck head focused in just enough to let me notice. He was fucking her, hard, because she was asking for it, her loud shrieks going quickly and wildly out of control. Darnell seemed to be in a high flying place, a zone of superpower intensity, or maybe he just fucks like a wild man all the time. I'm guessing 'shrooms. Big time. And the same for Hanna, orgasming over and over again, her muscles tightening and shuddering so much I started worrying about her. But no, they were screams of pleasure, for sure, she on her knees, doggy style, her arms held behind her by Darnell's strong hands and arms, his eight or nine — What! — inches pummeling her, deeper, I'm guessing, than she'd ever been fucked before. DeShawn tried to stuff her mouth with his fat six-incher, but she was too far gone.

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"Holy fuck, Hanna!" Mia said, her voice warping through time and space as she watched the multi-orgasmic pussy pounding. "Damn!"

My sweet sister collapsed, Mia took her place, and Darnell fucked onward. With a growl that sounded animal, his body was right back at high revs, sweat shining every inch of his beautiful dark brown skin. Mia was soon screaming as Hanna had done, both her wrists held behind her in one of Darnell's big hands, her hair tightly pulled by his other, her body nearly levitating, nearly weightless from the blurringly high speed thrusts of his huge cock.

And somehow I got higher. I wasn't sure if I was holding on to reality anymore, but it was okay. I felt safe. We all did, I think, which was good, because most of us were in way over our heads drug-wise. Amber was way out there, thanks to her higher dose, and Hanna was, too. It turns out the body weight thing isn't so true, I found out afterward, so the guys were out there, too. I was positively flying. The landlord guy said the 'shrooms were good ones, and it turned out four grams was jet fuel. Out there. Gone. I knew it when Giulia was there, naked, glowing with a mature beauty as she rode me cowgirl style down on the floor. Had I ever left the floor? And where did Giulia come from? How long had we all been fucking? Was it so late that her pizza shop was closed? I didn't know any of those things, and I didn't know when she started fucking me, or how. It didn't matter. She was there, her pussy awesome on my cock, her face radiant, smiling, laughing softly. Her mind, I was told later, was off on a beautiful trip from the two gram dose that Hanna had saved for her.

Giulia reached for Seth as she rode me, moaning so nicely when his cock filled her mouth. She smelled of sweat and pizza. Her tits, full and warm in my hands, were hard nippled and softly textured with goosebumps. "Giulia," I said, the word floating. She was new, and magical.

And somehow I got higher. I knew it when Hanna was there, my sweet sister, looking over her shoulder at me with happy magic in her eyes as I fucked her doggy style, the position she told me she likes best. Her pussy felt tight and loving, and she came with a melting sigh that made my heart sing. I heard her voice say "sixty-nine me," or maybe I imagined it. We stayed that way, sixty-nining on the floor, for an hour, or two, or three. That's what it felt like. Time oozed around us, ebbed and flowed, others fucked and came, licked and came, sucked and came. I heard Giulia's beautiful Italian accent, her words asking for more, asking for harder. I heard the slapping of flesh against flesh, hard fucking noises, and still Hanna sixty-nined me. I heard soft lovemaking and quiet sighs, and still Hanna sixty-nined me. It went on and on, my cock hard in her hand and in her mouth and throat, her pussy red, abused, sweet tasting and oh so wet and warm against my lips. My lips and my tongue massaged every inch of her down there, the soft flesh of her inner upper thighs, the smooth bit of skin between her pussy and asshole, the tight little cheeks of her ass, and the dark, puckery hole that a brother should never see, let alone lick and tickle. She, and I, loved it. Every second, every minute, every hour, if that's what it was.

"You two ever gonna stop?" Amber asked, her voice as soft and golden as honey. "We've been watching. You two get the hottest couple award."

Laura's sweet voice joined in. "You're making us horny," she said.

The loud fucking was quieter, but then, as if on cue, Giulia took Darnell's crazy-big cock for a spin, her on knees on the couch, arms on the back, him standing. That supernatural energy was still with him, and he quickly had her screaming. "Give it to me!" she shrieked. "All of it! Fuck me harder! Scopami piú forte! Scopami piú forte! Le vostra cazzo é grande! Gigante! Dio, lo adoro! Dio, lo adoro! And then she howled at the wild pleasure of it when he gave her everything he had.

"I love her. She's so fun," Hanna said. "You knew, didn't you, as soon as you saw her in her shop." Hanna was on her back, rolled off of our endless sixty-nine, the two of us lying flat on our backs on the rug, head to foot and foot to head. "Was it that dress? She did look kinda sexy."

"Maybe," I said.

"When did she get here?" Hanna asked. "I don't even remember it."

"I don't either," I said. "She was just...here."

"I'm trippin' my brains out," Hanna said, lying there, looking at the ceiling, as I was, both of us listening to Giulia orgasm in Italian. "This is fuckin' wild."

—

In the daylight of dawn, everything had floated downward. We were all back on Earth, but barely. It was Saturday. Day two, before day one had even ended. We convinced Giulia to stay with us until she was more able to wander off in the right direction. She could barely walk anyway, after being fucked so many ways, so many times, by so many guys. She set the alarm on her phone for three hours — so she could get cleaned up and get to the pizza shop in time to heat up the ovens for her lunchtime opening — and then Jared took her to bed. Amber, Maria and I fell into bed in the room next to them, the three of us snuggled together, naked and warm. We heard Giulia, moaning beautifully as she and Jared fucked some more, for about a half an hour before things truly quieted down in their room. I imagined her, and could picture her, riding him slowly in the hazy morning light. I think I slept. I must have, but it seemed like it was over in the blink of an eye. Giulia's alarm, ringing in the other room, woke me at 9am. Amber and Maria were still sleeping deeply, one on either side of me.

I got up, thinking I should say goodbye to Giulia, tell her she's awesome, kiss her if she'd let me. Hanna had the same idea, literally bumping into me in the hall, both of us naked. She hugged me tight, holding it so long I actually started to harden up again from her sexy warmth and softness. "Have I ever told you that I love you?" Hanna said, her face pressed sideways against my chest.

"I love you too," I said. "Everybody should have a crazy sister like you."

"Are you still high?" she asked. "I can't believe how fucking great that was. I guess I didn't take enough the last time I tried it."

"Yeah, that was sick. I still feel it, yeah," I said. "It was way better than I thought it would be."

We heard Giulia rustling, and then she was in the hall with us, naked like we were, because her clothes were who knows where. Hanna went right to her, hugging her tightly. "We love you, Giulia. Will you come back tonight?"

My cock, grown long, thick and half hard from Hanna's hug, continued to harden with the thought of Giulia's return. She saw it and smiled sweetly, still holding the warm hug with Hanna. "How can I say no?" she said to us. "You gave me the best night of my life."

"Tonight'll be different, but awesome," Hanna said. "No tripping. More real."

"I still feel trippy," Giulia said, coming to me for a hug after Hanna's.

"I know, right?" Hanna said. "And you started later than us, so...are you going to be all right today? Can you call in sick or something?"

"I wish I could," Giulia said. "I have a helper working with me on Saturdays, because it's the busy day on the beach, but I still have to be there." She backed off hugging me, just enough to get her hand in between us, on my cock. She moaned at how hard I was, slid her tits down the front of me until she was on her knees, and took my cock into her mouth.

"That's the way, girl. A little morning action," Hanna said. "Did Jared fuck you this morning?"

Giulia took me out of her mouth, shook her head and said, "He's sleeping. I can't believe how beautiful all you boys are. I just wanted to lie there and look at him."

She sucked me back into her mouth with some more energy as the sleepy fog lifted a little, from all of us. Hanna said, "Cum in her mouth, Mikey. Give her something to remember you by, until later."

Giulia stood up, saying, "I'd rather do this." She put her hands against the wall, arching her back low, like a sexy stretching cat.

"Damn, Giulia, you got an ass," Hanna said. "Fuck her, Mikey. Wake her up good."

Slipping my cock into Giulia's pussy from behind, with my hands on her warm womanly hips, felt like the best kind of dream. With my mind still in its trippy aftermath, and my sister's intoxicating gaze watching us closely, I fucked her slow and deep, and then a little faster. Hanna began fondling Giulia's tits as they hung and swung, even squatting and getting underneath her, taking Giulia's nice tits in her mouth. I could feel Hanna's fingers diddling Giulia's clit as I fucked her. Giulia tried to stay quiet, but then she was talking in Italian again, which is just about the sexiest thing ever.

"Oh, si, lo voglio tutto dentro, tutto quanto!" she said, not loud but meaning it. "E ora sbattimi! Certo!...Certo!...Certo!...Certo!

She had a sweet orgasm and stayed just as she was, hands against the wall, whimpering as my cock fucked her slower, with Hanna's hands and mouth still loving on her tits and nipples.

"Certo...certo...certo...," she said, almost whispering.

"What does certo mean?" I said, holding still against her with my throbbing cock balls-deep inside her nice pussy.

"It's one way of saying yes," she said, looking back over her shoulder at me, her eyes soft and lusty. "I'll always say yes to you."

"So you'll come back?" I asked her. "Tonight?"

"Certo."

When Giulia left, Hanna and I watched her walk down the block toward her apartment above the pizza shop, wearing the gray dress with the shop's logo on it, still grease and flour stained from yesterday's work. A car went by and the driver waved at her. She waved back.

Darnell and Laura were in a tight, naked cluster on the living room couch, both of them deeply asleep. I went in the kitchen to eat a few bites of cold pizza, and when I came back out Hanna had put a blanket over them.

I followed Hanna's naked ass up the stairs, amazed, once again, that I was seeing nice glimpses of my own cute sister's pink pussy. My still trippy mind was full of memories of fucking her just hours ago, the visions and remembrances much more awesome than strange. I hoped she was thinking the same happy thoughts; the way she was going up the stairs blatantly in front of me, swinging her perfect ass and little pussy, made me pretty sure she was.

We both squeezed into bed with Amber and Maria, pulling a blanket over us all. Hanna snuggled against me, her head on my chest, her leg over mine, her hand on my very upper thigh, nestled there with the heat and softness of my cock and balls. We woke up hours later.

Most everyone was awake at that point, pretty close to noon. Maria and Amber had planned on leaving that morning, but they both decided another night at the house was a better idea. Maria dressed and went outside, pacing back and forth on the sidewalk as she talked to her mom on the phone, telling her of the change of plans.

It was Saturday. Bright, hot, and sunny. Before we all went to the beach, Hanna and I walked to Giulia's pizza shop to pick up some foot-long sandwiches to feed everybody. The place was busy, and Giulia and her helper, an older woman, were hustling. The rush died down by the time we got to the counter, so after we paid, Giulia walked outside with us to talk for a few minutes. "My friend was here earlier," she said. "She comes in every day for a cup of coffee with me, before I open. She noticed my eyes, said they looked wrong, said I was acting oddly. It really worried her. She wanted to call the paramedics!"

"Oh my God," Hanna said. "Yeah, I noticed ours are all kind of intense looking, too. The 'shrooms make your pupils weird, I think. What did you tell her?"

"I told her...more than I should have. I'm sorry, but, I felt like I needed to. She's a very close friend."

"That's okay, Giulia," Hanna said. "No need to be sorry. lt's yours to tell. Just don't tell our names, okay? But I guess you don't even know our last names."

"No, I never would do that. You've been so nice to me."

"So what did your friend say?" Hanna asked. "Was she shocked that you took drugs?"

"Yes. But then I told her...some more things. About the boys."

Hanna smiled. "Yeah? What did she think of that?"

"She blushed," Giulia said, smirking. "I've never seen her blush before. She said 'Oh my God, I wish I was with you.' It surprised me, but...I think she meant it. I've always been jealous of her life, but now, at least for today, it's the other way around."

Hanna smiled. Giulia looked happy and strangely proud of herself. Maybe her lingering mushroom trip added to her enjoyment of the moment.

"Invite her to come with you tonight," Hanna said, out of the blue. "Would she?"

"I don't think so," Giulia said, smiling, with a little bit of a troublemaker look in her eyes, the same kind of look I see on Hanna's face once in a while. Then Giulia's eyes twinkled. "But...maybe I'll ask her."

—

With lots of families on the beach, it was the perfect place to vibe out and chill, soaking up the rays of the hot sun. I still felt high, in a different kind of way, enough to make everything just a little more interesting. I put sunscreen lotion on Maria and Amber. Maria kissed me, like a real, serious kiss. After going in the water to get my boner cooled down, she took me by the hand and we walked, both of us dripping wet, down the sidewalk to the house a block away. It was magical being there alone with her, upstairs on our bed, with the old house's quiet darkness all to ourselves.

It was an hour, or maybe two, before we got back to the beach, walking hand-in-hand. Hanna smiled at us. "Are you two in love now?" she asked, smirking, like she knew. Her question made my body tingle more than it ever had before. Maria didn't say anything, and neither did I. I could see the goosebumps on her.

All the girls looked amazing in their little bikinis. I was surprised that Amber wore the white one to the beach, but maybe it was the only one she brought. Out in the sun it looked just as see-through, or maybe even more so. It didn't surprise me that guys were talking to her, one in particular. It was just a little while later when she said she was going to the house to pack up her things. She was going on his boat with him, for dinner she said, but I could see in her eyes that she was going to fuck the shit out of him. He's a nice looking older guy who lives there in the village, with his own business, she said.

The rest of us were sunning, swimming and wandering, eating ice cream, chilling out, riding our mellow highs down closer to ground level.

A little sunburned, but not too bad, we left the beach when it was time for another dinner of Giulia's pizzas. She made us her best this time, all her special recipes. Blake and Mia went to get them, and Giulia wouldn't take a penny for them. Everybody decided to give the money to Hanna instead, to help pay for the 'shrooms that we'd all loved.

It was a little later when Giulia showed up at the house, much earlier than we'd expected, leaving her helper alone at the shop to take care of the Saturday night business. "She can lock up," Giulia said. "She's done it twice before, when I was sick."

Giulia introduced us to Dixie, her friend who was a few years older, solidly in my mom's age group. It's funny, though, that I didn't think of her that way. I think it was her blushing shyness that made her look different than any of my mom's friends, blushing and shyness brought on by the nudity and sex already happening in the dimly lit living room. She'd walked right into it, and I could see the excitement in her eyes. I still had my shorts on, which I was kind of glad of, and Maria was just topless, but Hanna was naked, and Mia, Laura and the boys were all naked. Mia was slow-fucking Blake on the couch, and Laura was giving Darnell's huge cock a nice wet blowjob. Deshawn's cordless speaker was playing some trippy dance music, and the room was warm and smoky with the smell of weed. "You guys," Hanna announced to everyone, "Giulia brought her friend Dixie."

I smiled when Giulia took off her work uniform dress, right there by the door. She had a prettier bra and panties on under it, lacy and black, very different from the plain white stuff I'd watched her put on that morning.

"Oh," Dixie said, looking surprised that Giulia had taken off her dress so quickly. "We're just...?"

"Yeah, girl," Hanna said to her. "Get comfortable. Want a beer, or some shots or something? We got weed if you wanna get high."

"Oh, no, I shouldn't," Dixie said. "Do you have...some whiskey?"

"Mikey, get her a glass of that strong stuff Josh brought," Hanna said. "That stuff's awesome."

When I returned with it, Dixie's shirt was off and she was taking off her bluejeans, slowly, shyly. Her bra and panties were plainer than Giulia's, but sexy in their own way, the bra sort of a low cut one that made her tits look all squishy and nice. I wouldn't call Dixie fat, but she's differently built than Giulia, with sort of a big booty ass that some of the guys like. Her thighs reminded me of when I see my mom in a bathing suit. I could tell Dixie's not much of an exerciser, and probably not on her feet all day like Giulia.

I was glad I'd smoked some weed, because otherwise standing there as Dixie undressed would have been awkward for me, like I'm sure it was for her. When her pants were off she took the glass of whiskey from me, her face red and embarrassed looking. She looked at me and Hanna and said, "So you're the two who invited Giulia?"

"We went there Friday night, to her pizza shop," Hanna said, "and Mikey was, like, love at first sight or something when he saw her."

"Oh, Mikey!" Giulia said, smiling brightly. "Really?"

"I don't blame him, Giulia." Hanna said. "Do you know how sexy you look when you're all sweaty in that work dress?"

"Oh, I know," Dixie said. "It's good for business, I'm sure."

"Is it?" Giulia said. "Do I really look that way?"

"You look perfect," Hanna said. "The way every pizza lady should."

Giulia and Dixie both smiled. Dixie had already downed about two shots worth from the glass of 130 proof whiskey I'd given her. She drank the rest, about another shot, and she handed the empty glass to me. "Just what the doctor ordered," she said, smiling at me. Her eyes glanced at my bare chest, and she got shy again. I could hear strong breaths exhaling from her nose.

"So we're just chillin' tonight, you guys," Hanna said to her and Giulia. "We can either orgy it up right here, or we can get the bedrooms going. It's all good."

"Can we...stay here for a while?" Giulia asked.

Hanna smiled. "You like it all together? Me too. You ever done orgy stuff before last night, Giulia?"

"No, never," she said. "I wish I had, though."

Hanna nodded. "How about you, Dixie? Do you mind me asking?"

"No, I don't mind," she said, her eyes looking at us in a new way, all sparkly and crinkly and beautiful. I think the rocket fuel whiskey was hitting her. "I'm completely boring," she said. "Never...anything like this."

"God, look at those eyes, Mikey," Hanna said. "Don't you want to kiss her?" My surprising sister, always knowing just what to say to make things happen. Her suggestion put a beautiful, magical look on Dixie's face, and I did want to kiss her. It felt needed, by her and by me. She moaned when our mouths met, her hands on me nervously at first. She felt warm, the skin of her back fleshy and soft. My hands slid down to her ass, the big, soft, meaty curves of it, covered with slippery satin panties, and she moaned again, deeper, right into my tongue-kissing mouth.

"Yeah, you're sexy, Dixie," Hanna said. "This is gonna be fun."

I felt overcome with sexuality, maybe fueled by a little bit of mushrooms left in my blood. For whatever reason, with my cock fully hard in my shorts, I went to my knees in front of this woman I'd just met, pulling her panties down, burying my face in the warmth of her, my mouth hungry on her pussy.

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"Oh, God!" she whimpered.

With my mouth eating her pussy and my eyes angled upward, I saw Hanna there, going behind her, taking off Dixie's bra, and then Hanna's hands were on Dixie's soft tits, and Dixie moaned beautifully. Giulia had left us. Behind me, I heard her distinctive moans. Whatever she was doing, she was enjoying it. Hanna moved on, too, leaving Dixie to me, and the noises of the orgy grew. It was blowing up again, so easily.

I nearly made Dixie cum. She shuddered, and whimpered, nearly there. Instead of letting herself go, she pulled me up, kissing my mouth with mad passion, tasting her pussy on it. It was her turn to go to her knees, pulling my shorts down, moaning at the sight of my hardness, moaning again, deeper, when she mouthed it, blowing me in her own special way. It felt totally awesome, her hands tickling me differently, her mouth going at me with wet hunger. She was Mom's age, for sure, but, for reasons I couldn't understand, that only made it hotter.

I looked around at the others. Yes, the party had blown up again, everyone naked, fucking and sucking, threeways and fourways taking shape. We were a twelve person orgy again.

"My God you're beautiful," Dixie said to me, down on her knees, stroking my drool-wet cock, mouthing it, looking up into my eyes. "I want you to fuck me," she said.

I moved us close to the others, with her hands on the arm of the couch, her body bent at the waist. I pushed on her back to arch it downward. Her ass looked amazing that way, big and round, cracked open with a dark asshole and a big-lipped pussy that looked like a fleshy flower, one with dark lips with a wet pink center. She had a complete view of everyone fucking, of her friend Giulia being taken by the black beauty of DeShawn's ripped body. I was down on my knees again, eating Dixie's big ass with my mouth and tongue, going at it like I couldn't get enough, and then I stood and I fucked her, her voice crying out when my cock went so deeply into her.

Jared appeared in front of her, on his knees on the couch cushion. She was a spit-roast — his cock in her mouth, mine in her pussy fucking her deeply, for the longest time. Finally she let herself go, vibrating, shaking and spasming, orgasming wet and sloppy on my cock, with a haunting, crying groan that I'll never forget.

"Wow, Dixie," Hanna said. "You needed that one, huh?"

She needed Deshawn, too, and Darnell's nine-inch monster. And she needed Blake, and Seth, and Jared, all of them taking turns fucking her, all of them hearing her beautiful cries. Her cries were softer, more moaning and beautiful when Giulia ate her pussy, the first time they'd done anything like that, I'm pretty sure. Not surprisingly, it was Darnell who made Dixie scream like a lunatic, his supernatural fucking ability on full display during her second go-around with his huge cock. And then, after pulling me upstairs and into a warm soapy shower with her in the old bathroom, where I fucked her one last time, up against the wall, kissing her, with warm water pouring over us, she got dressed and left. It was just 10pm. She'd spent two wild, action-packed hours with us.

Things gradually shifted to the bedrooms that night, and I think Hanna loved it, all of us freely wandering from room to room, each one with a slightly different sexual atmosphere. "This is like real swinger stuff now," she said to me, her eyes all sparkly happy. Maria and I walked from room to room holding hands, getting involved with whoever and whatever. I had no idea there were so many three-way and four-way and five-way positions to try, so many different kinds of awesome fleshy tangles to get twisted up in.

I didn't fuck Hanna that night, but we didn't avoid oral. If our mouths were near each other, we did what mouths do in those situations, even rolling into a sixty-nine once, with Maria on her knees behind Hanna, helping me eat my crazy sister's pussy and ass. Hanna came super hard that time, and she celebrated the big orgasm by deep-throating me, over, and over, and over again, until I came, all the way up in her throat. Now that she deep-throats she really loves taking a throat-pie from a big cock.

Giulia talked Italian more freely that night. I loved hearing it, her mysterious, unknown words drifting down the hall to the other rooms. I knew what 'certo' was, and 'si.' I heard "Oh, si, lo voglio tutto dentro, tutto quanto! E ora sbattimi! Certo!...Certo!...Certo!...Certo!" and almost understood it, because I'd heard it that morning, when Hanna and me were fucking Giulia in the hall before she went to work. I think she's crazy sexy. I'm so glad we met her, and I'm so glad my sister Hanna went full slutty this summer, taking us all along for the ride.

—

Two days later, at home, Hanna came into my room with an iPad in her hand. She was wearing just her underwear — white thong panties and a plain white low-cut bra. "Check this out," she said, climbing onto my bed where I was sitting. "You're not gonna believe it."

Hanna had been poking around on Facebook, Liking and Friending Giulia's Pizza shop so she could keep in touch with her, our sexy new Italian friend. Hanna said, "I was looking through her Friends page, looking for Dixie. I found her, but you're not gonna believe it. Her name's not Dixie. It's Patricia. She's the Mayor's wife! The fucking Mayor of Gilders Beach!"

"Holy shit!" I said. Hanna showed me Patricia's facebook page, and it was her, definitely Dixie. We scrolled down through posts and pictures, and we pieced together the truth about Dixie's, or Patricia's, life. Married to the Mayor, she owns and runs a yarn and sewing shop on Main Street in the village, just a block from Giulia's pizza shop. Dixie is a member of the Bell Choir at church, and does other churchy stuff. The wildest thing, though, is that Dixie—I mean Patricia—has twin sons that are my age, and another son two years older. The twins play football, and the Gilders Beach High School team is in my league. I know her sons! I've played against them, one of them was my teammate on the All-County team I made last year!

Hanna laughed at it all. "Oh my God," she said. "The twins look sort of like you, you know. She totally fucked them Saturday night. And all their teammates. You know that was in her head, right?" Hanna was nodding, her eyes big and happy. "Go back to the top. See if she posted anything that night, or the day after."

I scrolled up, and there it was — early on the morning after we'd been together, Dixie had posted a meme. It showed a picture of an old, graying cat touching noses with a smaller, weeks-old puppy, with a bunch of other puppies nearby. I read it aloud:

"New Friends. New memories. New happiness."

Hanna laughed. "That's you! That puppy! And the guys! Oh my God, that's so perfect! You know what that means — she's happy. She's glad she did it."

I nodded. Me being a puppy was kind of strange, but yeah, it was kind of nice.

"What's next?" Hanna asked. "What did she post next?"

It was another meme, a picture of a beach and the blue ocean, with the words...

The Secret to Happiness.

Fun People to Love.

Fun Things to Do.

Fun Things to Look Forward To.

"She totally wants to do it again," Hanna said, smirking. "She's got your big cock on her mind."

"Not me," I said. "Darnell, probably."

"Nope. You. She didn't take him to the shower. What did you two do in there? Did you fuck her again?"

Hanna was shoulder to shoulder with me, sitting on my bed. She moved the iPad a little, looking at what I'd been hiding. "Look at you, all hard just thinking about it!" she said, smiling, her eyes sparkling. "It's crazy how sexy life is, isn't it?"

I nodded. My mind was swirling with thoughts of Dixie Patricia, my mom and her friends and the other team moms, all of them Dixie's age. I thought of Giulia, Mia and Laura, Amber, my new girlfriend Maria, and my crazy, wonderfully slutty sister Hanna. It was a beautiful stew of horny thoughts. For some reason the image of Hanna that was stuck in my head was the view of her ass and pussy, when she climbed the stairs naked, a few steps ahead of me. All through our life together, and definitely when it comes to sexual adventure, she's always been a few steps ahead.

There on my bed, Hanna put her hand on the crotch of my athletic shorts, massaging my hard cock through the soft material. She said, "I'll blow you here, just this one time, but we can't be doing this stuff here at home."

And then my cock was out, in Hanna's warm hand. She showed off her deep-throat skills some more, and I had a drug-trip flashback. I've heard of them. Turns out they're awesomely real.