Triplets 2: A Game of Risk (Part 1) - Incest/Taboo

The triplets play a risky win-win game of hide and seek.

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I have received an overwhelming amount of positive feedback and quite a few requests to continue the story of Jake, Dani and Sam (characters in my first story "Triplets: Three Are One"). Here is my attempt to make lightning strike twice- but I make no promises. All my stories are pretty much one-offs, so I don't know what to expect after this paragraph. I just hope you like it.

It was an early Sunday morning in late January, almost six months after I and my twin sisters (we're triplets) had moved into my late parents' house together, when I woke up to the familiar scent of percolating coffee in the kitchen. This was part of the morning ritual: wake up, don my boxers, stumble my way into the kitchen and see which of my two lovely sisters had been kind enough to prepare the morning's coffee. I don't know how either of my sisters manage to wake up so early in the morning, but they do it every day, often at the same time. From what I've figured out, one wakes up the other (it's apparently arbitrary as to which one wakes up first). She will then go into the bathroom and take a shower in preparation for their shared morning run (1 mile every day) while the other brews the coffee. Then the showered one will come out and take the coffee-maker's place to wait for me to wake up. As of December, we added a small wrinkle to the morning routine: each morning, before they leave for their jog, I fuck them.

Yes. You read that correctly. I fuck my twin sisters. Every day. Two loads of cum seeping into their warm, willing pussies while they jog around the neighborhood and wave to our unsuspecting neighbors. If you were a fly on the wall in our kitchen, you'd see the girls come back from their run every morning, their matching gray sports clothing stained with sweat, and if you would pay especially close attention to their crotches and ass cracks, you'd see dark stains that might LEAD you to think they were caused by sweat. Those special patches of bodily fluid came from me, their twin brother. It's my cum leaking out of them and soaking their clothing. Apparently, they revel in the feeling and secret knowledge that my sperm is keeping them warm inside.

We had been lovers, just the three of us, for little less than a month when I came out that morning. The girls both took birth control, ensuring that they wouldn't get pregnant, because they preferred to feel the skin-to-skin contact of my cock sliding into their wet holes. And it's like this every morning.

In case you missed my earlier account of our first encounter, here's some background information for you: My sisters and I were born to the most wonderful and loving parents a set of triplets could ever hope to have. Sadly, they both died when we were 27, which left us to decide what to do about their possessions and estate. Our parents' belongings languish in exile in my old house while their house, which was built by our great-grandfather in the late 1800's, is now home to the three of us once again. My sisters and I have moved in and have created a home of our own there, basking in the easy familiarity of love and understanding known so well by twins and triplets.

Apparently, while I was away at college, my sisters had become lovers. For some time, they kept it a secret, but at some point Dad got involved. Mother eventually came into the picture, leaving only me in the dark about the fact that incest was being practiced within my family. I discovered the truth in early December, some time after our parents had already passed away, entirely by accident, but on that morning things progressed quickly. I became the "man of the house."

Am I regretful of the life I lead with my sisters? No. And if you knew them, you wouldn't be, either. Everything we do, sexually and otherwise, is done with love and affection. We feel no more uncertain about our relationship than anyone else in a normal relationship would. The only reason we keep our situation quiet is simply to keep the cops from busting down our door. If it were legal, we'd make no secret about it whatsoever. I love my sisters and they love me. Sex is just a by-product of that love, but I freely admit it's also one hell of a damn good perk!

My sisters are the most beautiful women I know, bar-none. Dani, the business-minded among us, has short brown hair and a perfectly fit figure. She owns an accounting consultancy firm, which provides her with a good deal of time to herself while her underlings keep the business running. She goes into the office once a week for status reports, but mostly she just stays at home and reads a lot- when she isn't fucking one of her twins' brains out. Dani has an insatiable sexual appetite. Sam, the other sister, is an artist at heart and a web designer by profession. She now runs her own web design business out of the house, using our parents' old bedroom as an office, and is as wild as she is beautiful. Sam's hair is long and extends down to her perfect ass in a braided ponytail, which accentuates her lean, lithe body. In all honesty, BOTH my sisters' bodies are just about identical with their hair being the only exception. And both are as sweet as can be, loving and generous with a fantastic sense of humor. Five-foot-eight, 34-D, 110 pounds, gorgeous AND a sense of humor? God could not have created a more beautiful creature on accident. That He made TWO of them indicates that, yes, there IS a God, after all.

I, the male in the trio, am Jake. I guess you could say that I'm luckier than most people (the fact that I'm fucking my two sisters notwithstanding). I came into a very large sum of money after selling off an invention of mine, giving me lots of time on my hands to stay home or do anything I please. I'm not a slouch, mind you. I DO keep fit. While the girls are out running, I usually recouperate from our morning fuck-sessions by going outside and doing Tai Chi, to build up my energy levels and get a private work-out. I stand at 5'10", have a lean, athletic build, weigh in at 150 pounds and enjoy doing just about anything with my hands. Having gotten my degree in Applied Engineering, I'm pretty good with just about any type of tool and have the responsibility of doing the maintenance and upkeep of the house. It's not that tough of a job, really. As long as we keep an eye on a few things, we can keep the house in great condition until we're good and old. Actually, the REAL start of this particular story has something to do with that.

You see, working on the house during the winter had kept me pretty busy. The snowfall in Tennessee (our home state) had been especially heavy, which put some minor stress on our rain gutters, the roof and a few other house exteriors. I was fixing the gutters one morning (one of them had slipped its moorings and had dragged a few other sections off their hinges), when I got to thinking about how to keep the snow from causing so much damage. I won't go into my train of thought on that day, but suffice it to say that it lead to yet another idea for an invention. I spent a few days afterward making a prototype and affixing it to our house, to see if it would work. Sure enough, it worked like a charm. I discussed it with the girls and they both agreed that I should patent it and try to sell it. So I got in touch with a few companies that might be interested in the idea I'd come up with and one of them decided to come out and see my invention in action. Thus: the story really begins there, on the morning of the Research and Development Inspector's arrival to our incestuous home.

I padded into the kitchen and saw Dani leaning peacefully against the kitchen counter, reading the morning's newspaper. She was, as had become the common mode around the house after our affair had started, completely nude. Her hair was wet and matted around her ears, a sign that she'd already showered and was waiting for Sammie, but she showed no signs of being cold (and she better NOT have! I spent three weeks working on that heating system and getting it to perfection!). She looked up from her newspaper when she heard my feet slap the wooden kitchen floor. I noticed her hand slip up to her mouth from her crotch. She'd been leisurely masturbating while she was waiting for me, I guess.

"Oh, good!" she said brightly as her pussy-slicked finger slipped away from her luscious lips. "You're awake! Sam and I were beginning to think we'd have to do without our breakfast."

I smiled wanly, still trying to get the sleep out of my eyes. By "breakfast" I knew exactly what she meant: two heaping helpings of their bother's greasy cum. What a way to start the day, eh? I approached her and kissed her lightly on the lips, tasting just the slightest remnant of her pussy juice. "What time is it?" I asked as we parted.

"It's six thirty," she said sweetly as she leaned into me and slipped her hand into my boxer shorts to grab hold of my cock. "I see you'll be needing some encouragement this morning, Jake. What's the matter? Is your sister's pussy not exciting anymore? You want a blow job first?"

I kissed her again. "No, it's not that. I'm just not quite awake yet, Dani. Listen, we might have to forego 'breakfast' this morning. That inspector's going to be here soon. If he's still here when you two get back and he sees those crotch stains... well, I just don't want him to get the wrong idea."

Dani smirked playfully. "Well, if he DOES, he won't be getting the WRONG idea, now, would he? He'd be right on the money."

I hedged just a little bit. "Well... yeah, I guess you're right, but as far as HE knows..."

Dani squeezed my cock just a little tighter, which caused a sensation that began to inspire it quite a bit. The throbbing was getting insistent quickly under my twin sister's ministrations. "As far as he knows, it's none of his business. And, anyway, who says we can't have a little fun before he gets here?"

"The clock does," I said. "He's due to arrive at seven and I know the two of you well. It'll take at least that long to fill you both up. I won't have enough time to prep the gutter heaters or take a shower." I cupped her right breast in my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, only barely pinching her nipple, which immediately hardened at the contact. "I'm really sorry, Dani, but this is kind of important and you BOTH wanted me to do this, don't forget."

Dani sighed deeply in resignation, clearly bothered that I wasn't going to fuck her. "I know," she pouted. "But it's gotten to be kinda... well... it's part of my day, Jake. And I know Sammie will feel the same way. Not fucking us would be a major disappointment."

I chuckled lightly. "Well, it's not like I'm NOT going to fuck you, sis. It's just that I can't really see how we'd do it right now. There's simply not enough time. Not this morning."

Sammie strolled into the kitchen, her ponytail wagging behind her as her naked body gracefully crossed the kitchen to us. She planted a wet kiss on my cheek. I turned and wrapped my free arm around her backside, finding it still wet in some spots (a little eager beaver this morning, sis?). "Not this morning what?" she asked.

"Jake's got that inspector coming here today, remember? He doesn't have the TIME to give us breakfast. The lout." Dani, I must admit, is a hard woman to resist when she pouts- it just breaks a guy's heart to see such a beautiful woman denied anything she desires.

Sam nodded, clearly disappointed, but she took it in stride. "Well, in his defense, we pushed him pretty hard to sell that gutter heater of his. I guess this is the price we have to pay," she leaned across me and kissed our sister gently. "Besides," she added, "it's only for one day."

"Harumph!" Dani said as she crossed her arms haughtily, her thin arms crooked beneath her wonderful breasts, pushing her hard nipples just a little higher than normal, the little nubs of bright pink flesh begging for attention. "I still think it sucks."

Sam smiled sweetly in sympathy. I very much doubt that she felt much different than Dani did, but Sam has always been the more understanding of us. Dani and her indomitable will are often blind to other peoples' lives, when she really wants something. Sam, though, is entirely understanding and easy-going. "Well," Sam began, "on the OTHER hand, this presents and interesting possibility."

I stiffened. When Sammie mentions the word "interesting," I have learned from long experience, it usually means "risky." I eyed her carefully for any signs of malice, but all I could see was mischief, which is somewhat less alarming. "Uh-oh," I muttered.

Sam playfully bumped her naked hip against mine. "Be quiet you," she said. "The girls are talking." She returned her attention to Dani. "Remember what we did when Daddy had the tax man come by a few years ago?" she asked suggestively. I had no idea what she was talking about.

Dani's brow knit in confusion at the reference, but quickly brightened at some secret memory of theirs. "Oh, yeah!" she exclaimed. "Poor Daddy..." she added with a light laugh. "He thought we were going to get him arrested!"

Sammie nodded. "Wanna do it again?"

I lightly slapped the asses of each girl at the same time to get their attention. "Would one of you mind cluing me in on what you're planning here?"

Dani didn't answer the question directly. Instead, she dropped to her knees, yanked my boxers around my ankles and grasped my cock firmly in her small, warm hand. "I thought Sam told you to be quiet, bro. Sammie, go ahead and tell 'im while I have a little fun." She promptly set herself to the task of sucking me off while I vainly attempted to devote my attention to my other, naked sister's explanation.

Sam pressed herself seductively against my body, making my pulse jump just a little higher. I noticed, out of the corner of my eye, that Dani's hand was snaking up to her twin sister's dampening pussy. "Here's how it works, Jake. Dani here will keep you nice and hard. You will go into the shower, with Dani still sucking on that wonderful cock of yours every few minutes just to KEEP you hard. Meanwhile, I will be in your bedroom, setting out your clothes. When you get out of the shower, you will leave Dani there and come to your bedroom, where you will find me, still naked, and ready for a quick fuck. Don't worry- you don't have to cum in me, just fuck me for a few minutes. THREE minutes, to be exact. Then you get dressed. The inspector should be here at just about that time. While you're fucking me Dani will be looking for a place in the house to hide."

I was exerting all kinds of effort to pay attention, but Dani's sucking was getting more distracting. "So... oh, damn, Dani. Slow down. Okay... so, what's the game, then? The two of you just play hide and seek while the invention inspector is here?"

Sam shuddered just a tiny bit as Dani's free hand found her clit and began to toy with it softly. "It's not that simple, brother. You see, after you go let the inspector in, I'll be looking for a place to hide of my own. The trick is, if you find one of us, you HAVE to fuck us for three minutes. Cum if you want, or don't, but you HAVE to fuck us when you find us." This, I paid special attention to: she said "when", not "if."

This was starting to sound a little intriguing, if a little strange. I mean, what if the inspector happened to be around when I find one of them? I asked about that. Dani was the one to answer, much to my dismay because she had to stop sucking my hard-on to do so. "You don't have to fuck us immediately," she said as she stroked my member with one hand while still servicing our twin sister's pussy with the other. "If you see us and the guy happens to be around, just find some excuse for him to leave the room. Then come back as quickly as possible and do the deed. Remember, THREE minutes!" She went dutifully back to sucking me off as though she had never even stopped. Her pace was quickening somewhat, perhaps because she was turned on by memories of our father, to whom they had done this before.

"So what's the catch?" I asked Sam. "What if I DON'T fuck you? What then?"

Sam shrugged. "No pussy for a month, that's what. Actually, no NOTHING for a month." She turned around and angled her ass in the direction of my crotch. Dani didn't miss a beat. She pulled my raging cock from her perfect lips with a small pop and then shoved it into Sam's waiting quim. I gasped at the sudden tightness I felt engulfing my cock, wrapped snugly in my twin sister's perfect pussy. "Ahhhh!" Sammie sighed. "Thanks, sis. Now, Jake, this is just a reminder, not that you need it. Do you REALLY want to risk losing this for a whole month?"

I grabbed onto her hips instinctively and began to push my cock into her slowly. "Oh, I dunno, sis. I went 27 years without it, so what's a month?" I playfully slapped her ass cheeks again as my thrusts increased tempo. God, what a way to wake up!

Sam wasn't having any of that, though. She promptly stood up and forced my cock out of her pussy in the process. I suspect that she did so unwillingly, but I guess she felt that she had to make the point clear. "I'm not joking, Jake. And neither is Dani. This is serious. We're a team, right? We fuck together and we play together. If you don't honor that, then you'll end up missing out entirely." She walked away, headed for my bedroom, without another word.

"Oh, goody!" Dani said, my cock now back in her eager hands. "Here... let's start the bath a little early," she suggested as her lips once again enveloped my pussy-coated member. She licked up and down the entire shaft, paying special attention to the soft crown at top, licking off her sister's pussy juice. When she was sure that she'd licked my cock clean, like a lollipop, she stood up. "Okay. Finished. Now, I think you've got a shower to take, if I'm not mistaken. And I'm going right in there with you, to make sure that you do it correctly."

"Hmph," I grunted. "I'm sure you will... but didn't you already take a shower? Your hair's still wet."

Dani merely shrugged. "One can never be TOO clean, can one?" she asked as she led me to the bathroom by holding firmly onto my hardness. Normally I despise rhetorical questions, because they generally seem like a waste of breath and time to me, but I was more than willing to make an exception in this case.

Dani and I reached the bathroom without incident (which, believe it or not, was harder to accomplish than you might realize, with her sweet ass cheeks swaying in front of me like a pendulum). While I doffed my boxers, Dani started up the shower. Steam quickly began to fill the room and I didn't waste any time getting beneath the hot water. Though I had gone to great pains in making the hot water pressure last longer than normal, it still tended to go faster than I would like because all three of us usually take hot showers within an hour's time. There was the added factor that time was short to begin with. Dani stepped into the shower after me, knelt before me and fondled my genitals liesurely as I soaped myself down. At the first sign of suds, Dani admonished me to try and not let any of the soap into her eyes, which were closed while her mouth found my cock and began to suck gently. I mumbled aknowledgement and set about the task of cleaning my body, which was no easy feat with Dani sucking away on my cock. Cleaning my short hair, though, was a real chore. Sadly, Dani had to stop sucking me off for a few moments as I could not avoid the shampoo suds from literally streaming down my body like a river. In deference to a blow job, though, Dani elected to stroke me with her hands. Honestly, the mixed sensation of her wet hands and the slick shampoo suds lathering all over my sensitive cock felt almost as good if not better than her warm mouth. The shower took all of ten minutes and before I knew it, I was out and drying off- with some sensual help from my sister, of course.

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Just as I was about to put the towel away, Dani knelt in front of me. "One quick check before you go, bro," she said, my cock already in her firm, soft grasp. Without giving me a chance to respond and tell her that I was already close to cumming, my cock was once again engulfed in her warm, wet, sucking mouth. Her head bobbed a few times and then she pulled away with a soft pop, sucking especially hard on the tip, which felt so good it made my toes curl. "Yep," she said after licking her lips contentedly, "clean as a whistle. Now... go fuck the hell out of our sister before she gets impatient. I'll be waiting for you to come and find me soon." She turned towards the door, stopped and looked over her shoulder playfully. "This... is going to be fun!"

"Don't I at least get a hint of where I should look for you?" I asked.

Dani smiled coyly. "Now, now. That'd be cheating, wouldn't it? Can't have that. But I'll tell you what... find me within the first fifteen minutes after fucking Sammie and I'll give you a clue as to where SHE might be hiding afterwards." She winked at me and then slipped out the door in a flash.

I smiled and shook my head at the irony. She wouldn't cheat WITH me, but she wouldn't hesitate to cheat FOR me. She fucks like a minx and is just as crafty, my sister. I made for my bedroom, boxers in hand and erect cock bobbing about obscenely, and opened the door to find Sam kneeling on my bed on her hands and knees. Good thing, too, because Dani's attentiveness in the bathroom had me ready to pop. Three minutes to fuck my sister and then get dressed? Hell, I would have been lucky to last TWO minutes.

Sam saw my boner and smiled gleefully. "I see Dani did her job well," she said, admiring the purple hue of my cock head. She wiggled her ass happily. "Care to make a deposit?" she asked.

I didn't even waste time to see what clothes she'd set out for me. I just grabbed my throbbing knob, knelt behind her and sent my cock home inside my twin sister's wet hole. "You have NO idea," I said as I grabbed firmly onto her hips and began pounding away. "If I don't come soon, I'm going to go insane!"

Sammie rocked back and forth on my invading member and leaned her shoulders down, her large breasts jiggling only slightly, so that she could snake her hand to her hardened clit and stimulate herself while I fucked her ferociously. My cock practically FLEW in and out, now that her pussy's angle had changed to something a little more receptive. I looked down at where we were joined and admired the view of my eight-inch cunt-buster filling her box, a white missile of flesh pistoning into her with absolute vigor. "God," Sammie breathed, "you weren't kidding, Jake! You haven't fucked me this hard in a while! Ooooo! Fuck, that feels good! Fuck me, Jake. Fuck your twin sister's hot little pussy!"

I began to push even harder into her, all the way down to my root, so that my pubic hairs lightly grazed her exposed pissy lips. "Oh, fuck, sis! As much as I fuck you and Dani, you'd think the two of you would be stretched to eternity, but- OH FUCK!- you're tight as ever! So fucking tight!"

Barely a minute had passed before I felt my balls tightening, preparing to empty their contents deep within my sister's womb. Sam must have noticed my thrusts slowing down. "Tell me when you're going to cum, Jake. Let me know when you're going to fill your sister's pussy with your nasty spunk! Fill me, brother!"

I couldn't hold back anymore. The pressure in my balls had grown too intense. I pushed once more as deep as I could go and then let loose with an explosive volley of sperm into Sam's waiting fuck hole. "Nnnng! Here it comes, sis! I'm cumming! Aw, FUCK!" I felt Sam's hand slip from her clit to my balls, holding them gently as I sprayed her inner walls with my greasy sperm with two more thick shots, each spasm feeling like an electric shock that I felt from nuts to noggin. Not only could I NOT move to save my life, I was locked into position, knowing that my cum was coating her pussy from within almost to overflowing.

"OH GOD I CAN FEEL IT, JAKE! SHIT!" Sammie cried out. "I-I'M CUMMING, TOO! FUUUUUUUCK MEEEE!"

All I could do was hold on for dear life while our orgasms abated, until my muscles relaxed and I was able to pull out. When my cock, which was still hard as a rock, slipped from her frothy pussy, I saw a generous glob of my seed spill out of my sister's quim onto the bed covering. I sat back on my haunches, feeling a euphoric sexual high. "Oh, shit," I said breathlessly, "Fuck, that was intense!"

Sammie quickly turned around and leaned back on the bed, exposing her freshly fucked pussy to me as she spread her legs and scooped a heathly amount of my cum from her seething crotch. She said nothing as she sucked the juice from her fingers and palm, but the contented glaze of satiated lust in her eyes said it all. "Mmmmm!" she sighed as she swallowed. "Breakfast at last!"

I laid down next to her to catch my breath as she continued to feast on the cum from her leaking pussy. After a few more helpings, she spun around and began to clean my cock with her mouth. When she was done a few moments later, she said, "All right. One down and who knows how many left to go? C'mon. Get up and get dressed. That inspector is going to be here any minute and Dani still needs HER breakfast." She sat up and swung her naked, luscious legs off my bed. "I'm going to find my hiding place now. Hope to see you soon, bro!" She started to head out of my room and then paused and turned. "Oh, one more thing: if you find ME before you find Dani, all bets are off. Dani's next and THEN me. I'll be able to tell the difference, just so that you know. Understood?"

I grunted my understanding and reluctantly sat up to get dressed. Sam left me alone, remnants of my cum still dripping down her inner thighs. As soon as she was gone, I took stock of the clothes she'd left out for me: sweat pants, white T-shirt, sneakers, socks and (no surprise here) NO underwear. Her selection, I'm sure, was meant for 1) easy access to my cock for when I found either of my sisters in their hiding places and 2) that "casual" look almost all at-home inventors are expected to have. I put them on quickly and just as I had cinched the drawstring of the sweats, the door bell rang. The inspector was right on time.

The day looked to be very interesting indeed.

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Triplets 2: A Game of Risk (Part 2) - Incest/Taboo

The game continues and the first risk is taken.

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Author's note: In order to completely follow this story line, you REALLY SHOULD read the first two installments or at least "Triplets 2: A Game of Risk (Part 1)". Just so that you know, this series will (naturally) be a three-parter.

I wrote this in one sitting, so if you find any serious flaws it's due solely to the fact that I didn't spend much time in perfecting it. I did the best that I could with as little time as I've had. I hope you enjoy this addition to the Triplets Tales!

Disclaimer: All characters in this story are fictitious and portrayed as being over the age of 18. This author does NOT condone incest or any other illegal sexual activity. This is merely a work of fiction, borne from the mind of a very under-sexed individual (TWO years dry and runnning! AAAAAAARRRRGH!).

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Triplets 2: A Game of Risk (Part II)

As I walked through the living room I paused to look in the mirror and check my hair. It was still a little wet, but it didn't look mussed up or disheveled from the quickie I'd just had with my twin sister Samantha. I brushed my hand through it one time, just to make sure, and then trudged tiredly through the kitchen on my way to the front door- I was good and truly winded for the quick fucking I'd just had. But I picked up my pace a little anyway because I didn't want to keep the invention inspector waiting any longer than necessary. If anything, I wanted to welcome him in, show him the invention and then get him out of the house as fast as possible. I figured out a little loophole in Dani and Sammie's game: if the guy wasn't there, the element of risk (which made the game worth playing) was gone and, therefore, over. My gutter heater is a simple device, easy to explain even to a layman, and shouldn't take long to showcase. If all went well, then I expected the inspector to be gone within thirty minutes. "Coming!" I shouted as I approached the foier.

I reached out for the doorknob, twisted it, took a deep, calming breath, and then opened it. What I saw before me gave me a moment of pause, causing my eyes to go wide. So much for the plans of mice and men; the inspector wasn't what I'd expected AT ALL: HE was, in fact, a SHE.

And what a SHE she was! Long legs, luscious red hair that seemed to flow down her arms and backside in the drifting snow and wind like a mane inspired by the Norse Gods of lore, a Valkrye standing on my doorstep. Her emerald green eyes bored holes into my own while I took this vision of beauty in, trying my best not to look her up and down with obvious surprise and intense interest. For some reason, she looked familiar to me, but I couldn't place how that was. Her lips, full and succulent just to LOOK at, curled upwards into a brief smile and she said, in the most sexy Scottish accent, "Jake Darsden, I presume?" When I didn't immediately respond, she added, "Let me guess... first time you've seen an angel with red hair or something like that?" Her voice sounded like milk and honey on a warm summer day, with cake and maybe just a touch of jasmine, for spice. Every word that fell from her lovely lips was like a meal in and of themselves, a feast for the ears.

I blinked for a moment and then got my wits about me. "Erm, no, not exactly. I was just a little surprised. I was expecting a... uhm, no, let me rephrase that. I was TOLD to expect someone entirely different."

Her smile relaxed a little and turned more genuine, appeased for the moment with my explanation. "Mister Anders cannae make it this morning. He asked me t'do the inspection for him. Will this be a problem? I can show ye my credentials if ye like."

I almost blurted out that she had all the "credentials" she needed, but kept my mouth shut and instead shook my head. "Not necessary," I said. "Please. Come inside out of the cold. May I take your coat?"

She stepped past me and shrugged off her long trenchcoat with ease, handing it to me casually and looking around the foier. "This is a nice place," she said. "Has the look of a woman's touch, if I may be so bold," she added, making it clear that she was quite aware of my shock at seeing her instead of Mr. Anders waiting at my front door.

I smiled guardedly and shrugged. "My sisters," I explained. "I live with my twin sisters. They did most of the decorating here. One of 'em is actually a graphic designer. I take care of the maintenance and whatnot." I turned towards the closet, her coat hooked over my arm neatly, and pulled the closet door open. Inside was a very excited-looking Dani, who was also very naked. I almost let out a yelp of shock at the sight of her, knowing that the inspector was just on the other side of the door, but kept quiet. All she had to do to find my nude sister standing in the closet was to hook her head around the door and watch me hang her coat. After that, our goose would be cooked six ways from Sunday.

In an effort to avoid an impending disaster, I beat her curiosity to the punch and hooked my own head around the door while closing it some, to hide Dani's presence. "Why don't you go into the kitchen? I'll be just a moment here, if you don't mind. I think there's some coffee already brewed and ready with mugs set out, if you want some. Just help yourself. It's right down those steps and through that doorway. Can't miss it."

She smiled warmly and nodded. "Thank ye," she said in that exhilirating accent of hers, "I'll do just that. I ha'nt had me a cup o' joe all mornin'." She started down the stairs. "Jus' through here, ye say?"

I nodded pleasantly and said, "Right on through. Like I said, you-"

"Cannae miss it. Right." She left me alone with the closet and my sister quickly. As she left, I couldn't help but notice that she was wearing a long wool skirt that showed the shape of one of the most perfect asses I'd ever seen. Her lean, thin hips swayed beneath the woolen skirt like a dream.

When she was gone, I turned my attention back to Dani, pulling the door ajar so I could look at her. "You picked a hell of a place to hide!" I hissed at her. "What? Did you PLAN this one out, too? I JUST got done fucking Sam, for cryin' out loud. Gimme a few minutes to recharge at least."

Dani giggled smartly, shaking her head. "All right. You caught me there. Yeah, I planned it. I just didn't expect you to find me so quickly. But, Jake, hold on a minute!"

"What?"

"That woman... the inspector... has she got red hair, by any chance?"

I thought about it for literally a second. She has a Scottish accent, which is obvious. Red hair is a pretty common thing amongst Scottish women. No big leap of logic there. Educated guess. "Yeah. So?"

"And were you able to get a look at her ass? Was it perfect? Green eyes like emeralds? Long legs? Milky-white skin? Soft facial features?" Dani was describing my guest to the proverbial "T" and had even covered details that I hadn't even looked for yet, but once mentioned, fit her perfectly.

I looked behind me, to make sure that there wasn't a mirror or anything like that with which Dani could have gleaned these details. There wasn't. Then I looked back at Dani with amazement in my eyes. "What the hell? Saying the same thing more often than usual is one thing, sis, but... fuck! You're looking through my EYES now?"

Dani shook her head emphatically. "No, dumbass! I recognized her voice. If I'm right, then that's Lydia Post. I knew her back in high school. 'Smart Lass With the Perfect Ass' is what we called her in the locker room. Damn, Jake! Almost every guy in the school wanted a piece of her. Except you. You were too interested in the cheerleaders."

I took this news in and assimilated it. Now that she mentioned it, I DID seem to recall hearing a Scottish accent once or twice back in high school, but back then I'd never given it much thought. Dani was bang-on: I was too interested in the cheerleaders to even notice the other girls. What can I say? Every guy has his fetish. I shoved the thought aside, though. If I didn't hurry, Miss Perfect Ass would begin to wonder what was taking me so long. "All right. So?"

Dani just heaved a sigh of exasperation, making her plentiful breasts bob slightly. "So, go in there and make nice-nice. I'll give you ten minutes. After that, though, you gotta come back here and," she pointed down to her delicious muff, "CUM in there."

I leaned in quickly to steal a kiss. "Ten minutes. Check. Over and out." I shoved my guest's trenchcoat into Dani's arms and then closed the closet door, sending my twin sister back into the darkness within.

I walked into the kitchen to find the inspector pouring a second cup of coffee. "For me?" I asked as I approached.

"Aye," she answered. "By the way, I'm-"

"Lydia Post," I cut her off. It was her turn for her eyes to go wide with surprise. She looked like she was about to ask how I knew, but I continued with a small lie. "We went to school together," I explained. "The years seem to have been kind to you. What's it been? Ten years now? You've changed a lot."

Lydia exhaled deeply. "Ye took the wind out o' m'sails there, Mister Darsden. O'course I recognized yer name when Mister Anders told it to me, but I dinnae expect ye to catch on t'me so FAST." She smiled again, bemusedly. "Honestly, I thought ye were more fascinated wi' the cheerleaders to pay attention t'me back then."

Was my interest in cheerleaders some sort of open high school secret or what? I thought to myself. I smirked at the comment. "Well," I said, "that may or may not be true, BUT that doesn't mean I NEVER noticed the other girls in school."

"Ye were just a touch more selective than most mates, eh?" she quipped. When I tried vainly to think of a response, she waved her hand in the air dismissively. "Ne'ermind. Ages ago, that was. Today is today. And today I'm here to inspect yer wee invention. As I understand it, 'tis some sorta shingle heater or sometin'. Ah! No, I remember now. 'Tis a GUTTER heater, right?" The way she said "gutter" it sounded like "gooter", charming in its own way, I suppose.

I nodded in confirmation. "Yeah," I said, pulling the warm cup of coffee that Dani, who was waiting for me to return and fuck her, had made not 45 minutes before to my mouth. I didn't even have to blow on it to cool it off before taking a sip. "I was having some problems with snow clogging the gutters, so I figured out a way to melt it while it was still in the gutters and let it drain down the pipes without actually having to get out in the cold to do it. Just flip a switch, wait fifteen minutes and it begins to melt. I've actually considered upping the heating coil tension so that it'll get hot enough to melt ice, too. But that's for a future upgrade."

Lydia silently listened to me prattle on about my invention for a few minutes, nodding here and there. At one point she stopped me and asked, "So how do ye deal with things like power drain and avoid short circuitin'? Wi' water all o'er the place, I'd think that it'd be a problem."

"Oh, that's simple," I answered. "The units actually lay INSIDE the gutters, like liners. In a way I guess they resemble the heating elements you'd find in a blanket warmer. You know, the plastic kind that you can fold, not the hard, bulky kind they had in the seventies. They're vacuum-sealed in a polymer plastic I found at a local shop."

"I'm familiar wi' the concept," Lydia said as she took a seat at the kitchen table and crossed her legs beneath her woolen skirt, her hiking boots kicking lazily in the air almost immediately. I took note of the fact that she was sitting in the exact same chair that I had been sitting in when Dani gave me that first blow job a month earlier. "'Cept yours are a LOT bigger," she pointed out. "And they probably take up more power since they go 'round the entire house. Which brings us back to the power drain: how'd ye resolve it? Or did ye?"

"Well, obviously, 220 volts is a lot more power than necessary to get the job done. I just canibalized an old power supply, which is loaded with resistors, from a dead TV set. Works like a charm and it's small enough to fit in a nice, small box. Doesn't take up more room than a twelve-volt lantern battery." I took another sip of the coffee and silently appreciated the mily white hue of Lydia's neck and cheeks, just as Dani had described it would be. Damn, this woman was beautiful. "To be perfectly candid, though, electronics isn't exactly my forté. I studied it a little, enough to get the job done, I guess, but I'm no expert."

Lydia nodded understandingly. "That's okay. We've got plenty o' electronics engineers who could probably make a few wee improvements on it. IF we decide to buy it, that is," she hastily added.

I glanced at the clock and noticed that the ten minutes Dani had given me were almost up. Time had flown quickly, but it was nearing the point to where I would have to fulfill my prior obligations- strange as they may be- to my sisters. I stood up, hoping that my growing erection (which had been inspired by thoughts of the impending pleasure I would soon be feeling) wouldn't show through my sweatpants. "If you'd give me a few minutes, I'll go and prep the heaters. When I get back we can go outside to see the device in action. Sound good?"

"That's fine, Mister Darsden. I'll wait here for ye." Lydia took another sip and smiled.

I turned, started to walk out of the kitchen and stopped to look back at her. "Call me Jake," I said casually.

Lydia's smile broadened happily, clearly glad to be allowed a more familiar address to me. "Thank ye, Jake. Now, git, 'fore yer coffee gets too cold." She started to take another sip, but paused. "By the way... who made it? The coffee, I mean."

That one pulled me up short. I decided to go the way of the truth. "Uh, my sisters did. Unless there's a burglar in the house who just so happens to like a fresh pot of coffee in the mornings before he robs people blind."

Lydia laughed softly at the joke. "Well, it tastes superb. Where they at, anyway? Your sisters."

"Oh, they're hiding around the house, waiting for me to fuck them silly," I said.

Okay. No, I didn't actually say that, but imagine her shock if I HAD. What I actually said was, "Oh, they're hiding out around here somewhere." Well... it was true, wasn't it? With that said, I left Lydia alone in the kitchen to go and fuck my twin sister for three minutes.

I made it back to the foier in a hurry, yanked the closet door open and saw Dani, her back to me and ass jutting outward expectantly. I had been hard for five minutes already, knowing that I would get to bury my cock into her wonderfully tight pussy, but also due to Lydia's enchanting presence in the kitchen. I needed something quick! I loosed the drawstring on my sweat pants and pushed them down just enough to expose my cock and shoved it unceremoniously into my twin sister's waiting quim with one thrust. Dani immediately cooed with satisfaction. "Keep quiet!" I hissed into her ear, bent over her back and quickly pushing into her. "She might hear us!"

Dani just rocked back and forth with my thrusts as my fuckpole invaded her inner walls relentlessly. "W-was I right?" she breathed in a low whisper. "Is it Lydia?"

"Fuck yes," I answered as I quickened my pace, my balls slapping her inner thighs lewdly as I ploughed into her. "I think she might have had a crush on me back in... nng! Stop squeezing! I can't cum yet, it's too soon after fucking Sammie."

Dani relaxed her pussy muscles some and decided to spread her legs some more so that she could rub her clit while I fucked her. "Well, I KNOW she had a crush on you," she told me. "She was always asking me or Sam if you had a girlfriend or were looking for a date. We always told her to ask you personally, that you don't bite."

"Says you," I said as I bent forward and nibbled her ear a little more forcefully than usual, pushing my cock into her completely and holding it there while she squirmed against me. "You shoulda knocked some sense into me back then. She's fucking gorgeous!"

Dani bucked hard against me once for effect. "Careful, brother. Talk like that could get me jealous."

I glanced at the watch on my wrist and saw that I had another minute to go. "Sixty seconds," I huffed into her ear and pulled back just enough so that just my cockhead was the only thing still ensconced in her pussy. "And don't worry, sis. You've got nothing to be jealous of. You're still the hottest girls I know. But she's a close second!"

Dani resumed her humping against me, meeting me thrust for thrust. "That's better," she said. "Sixty seconds, you say? All right. Enough talk. Pound that fucker home like it's your last."

"My pleasure," I said. And it was. I thrust into my sister's tight hole with gusto, like a pistoning machine, without another word between the two of us. The smell of pussy juice and sex was quickly filling the foier area, I smelled it clearly and reveled in the scent, allowing it to turn me on even more. When we had only twenty seconds left, I reluctantly pulled out and said, "You better clean me off so that she doesn't see a wet spot or anything. Quickly! Twenty seconds left."

Dani spun around on her heels and dropped to her knees in front of me as I grabbed the doorframe with both hands. My cock immediately slipped between Dani's lips, her tongue already dancing up and down the shaft in an effort to lick up all the sex juice. A few seconds later, she pulled her lips away from my cock and licked all along my penis until she was sure that every last drop of our fluids was gone. As a finishing touch, she sucked forcefully on the tip, gulping down a few drops of pre-cum and licking her teeth with the fluid. She yanked the tail of my shirt down just a little and dried off my cock quickly. When she was done, she looked up at me with a big smile on her face. "There. Done. One down and one to go."

"No," I corrected, "TWO down and one MORE to go. But I better get back there before she gets curious." Dani stood up quickly and pulled me to her for a kiss, which I was happy to oblige her with. When our lips parted, she put my cock back into my sweats and let the elastic band tighten on my waist. I reached down to tie the drawstrings and, before leaving her, slipped my hand to her pussy and then put the juice-covered fingers to my mouth. "Brother needs breakfast, too, you know." I explained with a sly smile.

Dani giggled and pushed me away gently. "Get going, you horn-dog."

I closed the closet door again (I don't know why- I guess that's just something ingrained in us: you open a door and then you close it, right?). On my way back into the kitchen, I stopped by the light switch that controls the gutter heaters. There was no real reason to "prep" the device- I'd done that the night before on the off chance that I'd have slept in- but I WOULD have liked to double-check everything before the day started. I was confident, though, that everything was working properly. That, my friends, is the power of faith an inventor has in his product, is it not?

That done, I made my way into the kitchen to find Lydia not there. Instead, she was in the adjoining living room, looking at the family pictures of me, my sisters and my late parents. She heard me come into the kitchen and looked at me. "Are ye all right? Ye looked kinda flushed."

Uh-oh, I thought. I decided to act nonchalant. "Oh, it's nothing. The switch just happens to be in a place where it gets cold easily. As you can see, I'm not exactly dressed for cold weather at the moment."

Lydia nodded and then turned her attention back to the pictures. "I recognize these three," she said as she pointed to me and my sisters, "but I take it that these are yer parents? Where are they at?"

I walked up next to her and gazed at the pictures, looking at my parents faces. I recalled the day we took that picture- about two years after the three of us graduated from high school, when we were vacationing in Costa Rica for a month. I had paid for the vacation with the money I'd just gotten from my first invention, took the entire family for some time in the sun. Fond memories, those were. I turned to Lydia and answered her question. "Our parents died last year. Actually, this is their house. The three of us didn't want to lose it- family home an' all- so we all moved in here. In a sense, we're even closer to our parents now, even though they're gone, just because we all now live together."

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Sadness filled Lydia's eyes and she frowned slightly. "I'm sorry for yer loss," she said soberly. "But 'tis nice to hear that ye and yer sisters have become so close. Yer parents would probably be very happy with yer decision."

"Well, Dani, Sam and I have always been pretty close, but after our parents died... well, you're right. We've grown a lot closer." I thought devilishly to myself about how severely I'd understated the situation. Grown a lot closer indeed! "But we're together and that's the important thing. I'm a lucky guy to have such great sisters."

Lydia smiled warmly. "I used to talk to them all the time in high school. They always treated me nicely. I'd have to say that yer spot-on. To live with such lovely lasses, a man would have to be quite lucky indeed. I think it's sweet that you have such a healthy relationship with them."

"If you only knew the half of it, Lydia, you'd be surprised at the mouthful you've just said." I decided to change the subject before she could pursue a line of questioning about a topic that would most like end up with her having a heart attack or having us sent to jail. "Anyway... the heaters are prepped and on. You wanna go check 'em out?"

Lydia smiled and nodded. "Sure," she said. I led her back to the foier and as soon as we got there, her nose crinkled. "Smells a bit musky all o' sudden. I dinnae notice that before," she commented. Immediately I knew what she was smelling: the odor of sex from when I'd fucked Dani not a few minutes before.

My mind kicked into high gear in search of an explanation. Finally, one bubbled to the surface. "Oh, well, that's probably just a leak in the foundation somewhere. All the moisture from the snow probably got the cellar wet or something. We still haven't quite figure it out, but it's been a problem for a week or so. I don't even notice it anymore."

Lydia cocked an eyebrow at me curiously. "Ye've not investigated it?" she asked. "Now THAT sounds a bit off for an engineer to not nip a leak in the bud when he notices it."

I shrugged indifferently. "I guess I got so sidetracked with the gutter heaters that I forgot all about it."

Lydia tilted her head back and laughed. "Now that DOES sound like an engineer! So... let's get on with it. I wanna see these heaters o' yours. My coat, sir." She held out her hand expectantly.

I turned to the closet and paused for the briefest of moments. Had Dani left the closet yet? If not, she'd be clearly visible to Lydia as soon as I opened the door and then wouldn't we have a mess on our hands? I decided to trust my sister's wits and courageously pulled the door open, come what may. Gladly, it was empty with the exception of our coats. I withdrew Lydia's trenchcoat as well as my own and turned around. Lydia had turned her back on me, her arms reaching back, a clear sign that she expected me to put the coat on her like a good gentleman. I hooked my coat over my arm and was just starting to slip the sleeves of Lydia's coat over her arms when Dani entered the foier from the direction of the kitchen, a bathrobe losely draped around her body.

Lydia was the first to speak. "Well, hello there!" she said brightly. "Which one are ye? Dani or Sam?" When I moved the coat over her shoulders, she shrugged it on with a shake of her shoulders as she reached up to pull her long, red hair out. "Aw, dreck. It does nae matter. Whoever ye are, 'tis good to see ye again!"

Dani, much to my surprise, played her part perfectly and acted as though she had no idea Lydia was in the house until that very moment. "Lydia Post!" she cried. "God, it's been AGES! What are YOU doing here?" she glanced at me with a small twinkle in her eyes. "Wait... don't tell me you're here as Jake's INSPECTOR! Jake, I thought you said a GUY was coming. If I'd known that they were sending Lydia POST, I'd have flipped!" She rushed up and gave Lydia a hug, like they were long-lost sisters. Too surreal for me to even put into words. My mind was still reeling at trying to figure out how the hell Dani had snuck past us!

I glanced down at Dani's thighs when she stepped away from the hug and noted, with slight relish, that there was the faintest glint of pussy juice which had trickled down. I kept up the charade, though, and followed Dani's lead. "I had no idea, Dani. As far as I knew, they WERE sending a guy out there. Apparently plans changed. Pleasantly so, I should say."

"THANK ye, Jake. 'Tis quite a compliment. So, it's Dani Darsden, is it?" Lydia chirped. "Well, Jake mentioned that you two were about. I'm glad that one o' ye could put in an appearance. Where's Sammie?"

Dani waved it off. "Oh, she's hiding out around here somewhere," she said off-handedly. Then she looked directly at me and added with a wink, "Though, I think I saw her last in her office." Ah-ha! I was WONDERING if she'd stay true to her promise. She'd said, back in the bathroom before I fucked Sam, that if I found her within the first fifteen minutes of the inspector's arrival, she would give me a clue where to find Sammie next.

Lydia stifled a laugh. "Jake said the exact same thing when I asked about the two of ye. 'Tis funny."

Dani shrugged. "Oh. Well, we're always doing that sorta thing. We've grown a lot closer recently since our parents died-"

"Jake mentioned that, aye," she said with a tone of tenderness. "Almost verbatim," she added with a soft chuckle.

"I see. Yes. Well... business first. I'll let you get on with the inspection, but don't you DARE leave here without having a chat with me first!"

"Aye," Lydia agreed. "I shouldn't think this'll take long." She turned to me. "Right?"

I almost jumped when she included me in the conversation. I was perfectly content to just let the girls chat while I watched. "Right," I said quickly. "Not long at all. Just a few minutes and you'll see it just fine. As a matter of fact, I'd be more than happy to let you inspect them more closely on your own, uninterrupted, while I brew some fresh coffee. Maybe I could rouse Sammie out of her chamber of digital horrors while I'm at it."

Lydia's smile broadened at the idea. "Sounds splendid," she said. "Let's get to it, then. The sooner we get business out o' the way, the sooner we can have a little reunion, aye?" She started to walk towards me and the front door.

I pulled the front door open and bowed deeply as she came closer. "Right this way, madam," I said cordially. I glanced up at Dani and winked at her in appreciation for the hot tip. She winked back and turned away to get out of the cold air that I'd just let in.

My cock was almost busting out of my sweats with the knowledge that I could find my other sister in her office, ready and waiting for me to fuck her. This whole game of risk was turning out to be a LOT easier than I'd imagined!

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Triplets 2: A Game of Risk (Part 3) - Incest/Taboo

Jake, Dani Sammie finish game.

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Author's note: This is actually part three in a series I'd had started some time ago. If you are new to the series, please check out "Triplets: Three Are One" and "Triplets 2: A Game of Risk" (parts 1 and 2) in order to get the full backstory. This story is entirely fiction and all characters are over the consenting age of 18.

While I do not condone ANY illegal sexual acts, this story focuses largely on an incestuous relationship between a set of triplets (one male, two females). Please keep in mind that this is FICTION.

Feedback is always welcome. For those of you who've been following this story, I'm sorry it took so long to complete. Writer's block can be a mean bastard sometimes. Without further ado, here's the story:

Triplets 2: A Game of Risk: Playmates

When I pulled the door closed after us, I looked at Lydia pleasantly and said, "Once more into the breach, eh?"

Lydia smiled gently, her pink lips curling up just the tiniest bit. "Aye, and a cold breach it is. 'Twas nice to visit with Dani briefly. Time has been good to her- and you. I take it that Sammie has fared just as nicely?"

"Oh, no," I said with as much conviction as I could muster. "Horrible. Grotesque, even. Poor Sammie. Weighs a ton. We had to cut a hole in the side of the house once, just to let her get some fresh air. And she's grown fangs, too. Say... do you think it's healthy for a person's skin to have a greenish hue? Frog-like?"

Lydia leaned her head back again to laugh out loud, knowing that I was being entirely facecious. "Smart AND witty," she said. "Ye just better pray that word does nae get back to Sammie that ye said that."

I shrugged, smiled and said, "Okay. Don't believe me. But when she asks you for a pint of blood, don't come looking to me for help. Can't say I didn't warn you." I let that stand for beat and then went on. "Of course, she's fine. And she's the spitting image of Dani, with the exception of having longer hair. You'll see after we're done out here- if, that is, I can manage to coax her out of her inner sanctum." I noted the small cloud of frost that had once been my breath as we stood there, in the cold morning air, the snow falling around us. "She's been working on a website lately," I said absently. "Apparently, it's been consuming a lot of her time. But I'm sure that she'll set aside a few minutes to visit. And if she doesn't... well... there's always torture."

Lydia nodded, looking serious. "It just so happens that I know some torture tricks of my own, a wee bit I learned here and there over the years. If I cannae convince her to visit wi' me, then I'll declare defeat, hang up me hat and just go home."

I pulled my jacket around me a little more closely, to ward off the morning chill. "Well, I just hope that you don't leave too soon. Enough banter, though. Let's get you a good look at those heaters." I led her away from the door, making a path of footprints in the snow around the side of the house to where the ladder was. "These things are remarkbly good at what they do," I said, hearing her shuffle quietly behind me, the sound of fresh snow crunching under her feet. "Gloves are almost unnecessary when working with these things, they put out so much heat. You could just put your hand up against the gutter and it'll feel as warm as a summer day."

Lydia, with what seemed like no effort at all, had slipped back into "inspector mode", and kept up with me. "Have ye given any thought to having them in the gutters year-round?" she asked. "I mean, let's be realistic here. Someone has one o' these things installed and they're not likely to think of removing them when Spring comes along, right? And what about that? When it gets hot?"

I nodded enough so that she could see the back of my head bob in understanding. "I already considered that," I answered. "I plan to install a temperature sensor later on so that, when it gets hot outside or when they generate enough of their own heat, they'll shut down or go into a sort of 'pause' mode. I'd be sick to my stomach if I heard that one of my devices burned someone's house down."

We reached the ladder I had placed next to the side of the house, just next to the garage, where the roof was lowest. I oferred the lead to Lydia, who nodded kindly and started to climb it with no trouble. "Well what about wear an' tear?" she asked with a small grunt as she lifted her small body up one ladder rung after another, slowly and methodically. "Summer heat an' all would play hell wi' that polymer plastic, I should think."

I gave the stock response every engineer learns in college. "I'm working on that." I craned my neck upwards to watch her climb towards the roof, to make sure that she didn't slip accidentally, and was stunned to see that I had a perfect view up her skirt. It was dark, considering the skirt's ankle-length, but the morning light was being reflected off the ladder rungs and provided JUST enough light to catch a glimpse here and there. Each time she bent her knee to push herself upwards, I was awarded with an eyeful of her inner thighs which, much to my utter delight, were naked and purely white as the snow dancing around us. She wasn't wearing any underwear. I think my heart skipped a beat or two at that revelation. Her pink folds looked good enough to lap upon for hours on end.

When she reached the roof, she pulled herself onto it with ease and was gone from sight. Seconds later, she poked her head over the edge, looking down at me, and said, "Are ye comin' or what?"

I just stood there and blinked, trying very hard not to say, "Give me another show like that I'll be coming like a firehose." Instead I just stared at her stupidly until a snowflake fell into my right eye, which forced me to blink and come back to reality. "Yeah. Uhm. Just a sec." I mechanically reached out for the ladder and began to climb up, probably a little faster than was safe, but my mind was kind of muddled at the moment. Luckily, I made it up to the roof without slipping and was atop my house with this lovely woman. When I reached her position, I was breathing somewhat heavily, and said, "Who's leading who, anyway?"

Lydia sat back on her delectible duff and waved. "Oh, I've got no illusions. You're in charge here, Jake. Where to first?"

I looked around the rooftop dumbly for a moment, appreciating the view of my quiet neighborhood from on high. Glancing over to a far corner, the one closest to my bedroom, I pointed. "How about we start over there? That's where the power supply is at as well as the main guts of the wiring. That should provide you with a few minutes of inspection time."

"Sounds marvelous," Lydia said cheerily. "Lead the way."

I stood up slowly and held my hand out to her to offer support so that she could stand, too. "Careful," I said, "It might be a little more slippery than the ladder." I glanced down at her hiking boots and noted with some measure of relief that they appeared to have decent traction. "Oh," I said. "Nevermind."

She took my hand anyway and allowed me to help her to her feet. "'Tis the thought that counts, Jake," she said sweetly. "Thank ye." When she was to her feet, she clapped her hands and then wrapped them around her torso. "Damn. 'Tis colder up here than it was down there. Wind must be pickin' up."

I started off for the area I'd pointed to and said over my shoulder, trying to focus on the business at hand, "Well, let's not waste any more time. Right this way." We got to the patch of roofing just over my room and the power supply was already visible, housed in a small box that I'd fashioned on my own, sitting just a few feet away from the gutter's edge. "There it is," I pointed to it. "Uh... proceed with caution." I moved aside to let her pass me and approach the power supply housing. As she got closer to it, I added, "There's a catch on the side of the box that's closest to you. Just flip it and it opens right up. Take as long as you want. I'm going to go brew some more coffee for us and I'll see about getting Sam to join the land of the living."

Lydia knelt next to the housing and looked back at me. "Right-o," she said with a smile. "I'll give it a good once over. If ye hear any loud thumping, that'll be me coming back down the ladder the hard way."

I blanched at that. The thought of such a lovely woman injuring herself didn't sit well with me at all. "Uhm... if you'd like some assistance coming back down, why don't you just bang on the roof a little bit? I'll come running at the first stomp."

She shook her head casually. "Ye dunnae have t'worry, Jake. I'll be fine. 'Tis not the first roof I've been on, ye know. Just the same, though, at the first sign of trouble, I'll thump around a bit. Deal?"

I nodded. "If you're sure, okay. But I mean it, Lydia. Don't hesitate to call for help if you feel you need it. Falling off a snow-covered roof is a lousy way to start the day."

Her features became a little more stern. "Get, you. I got this. I want some hot java by the time I'm done with this. Got it?"

I gave her a quick salute. "Aye aye, ma'am. On my way." With that, I slung my legs over the roof's edge and began to climb back down the ladder- slower this time. I glanced at her once again, the memory of seeing up her skirt still fresh on my mind, and then decided to use the unexpected glance to rev me up a little for my encounter with Sammie, who was probably waiting for me and watching the clock like a hawk.

When I reach the ground, I was quick about getting back inside the house, moving at an almost dead run. I needed release. I got inside the foier quickly, put my jacket away and walked quickly into the kitchen, where I found Dani sitting at the table, still in her thin robe and sipping a fresh cup of coffee. She looked up at me with mischief in her eyes. "In a hurry?" she asked.

I came up to her and kissed her quickly. "You have no idea," I said. "Lydia won't take long with her inspection- there isn't much to look at, really. Is that fresh coffee?" I asked, glancing at the coffee maker.

Dani nodded. "Yep. I figured I'd save you some time by brewing it for you." She cupped my balls gently through my sweat pants. "Go get 'er, tiger. If I'm right, she's probably going nuts by now."

I leaned down again to kiss my twin sister quickly. "Thanks," I said and then headed straight for Sammie's office, where I knew she'd be. As I got closer to the office, though, I sprouted a brain stem. I realized that if I went straight for Sammie, then she'd know that Dani "sold her out," which wouldn't be fair to Dani. So I took a few extra moments looking into closet doors and bedrooms on the way, making a point of it to open and close the doors loudly. By the time I reached Sammie's office door, I was sure that I'd made the ruse believable, and opened it quickly. As expected, Sammie was leaned back over her desk, her hands playing furtively with her pussy.

When Sammie heard me open the door, she looked up over her heaving breasts and smiled wickedly. "Took you long enough!" she said, splaying the fingers around her pussy so that she could open her lips up invitingly. "And don't think I don't know that Dani told you where I was. I don't care, though. I've been going nuts for the past half hour. Fuck me quick before I scream and scare your inspector to death!"

I didn't waste a single second in approaching her, yanking on the drawstring of my sweats and once again exposing my cock to the air. I was turgid with anticipation of burying myself to the hilt inside my sister's pussy, afire with need from seeing Lydia's inner thighs and thought of this moment teasing my mind incessantly for the last ten minutes. I pushed my cock forcefully inside Sammie's soft folds quickly, relishing the warmth and feel of her wetness- and she was INDEED wet, flowing like a river with lust between her thighs. I slipped right in and my sister's pussy muscles squeezed pleasantly around my shaft. Immediately, I took note of the time- ready to make the next three minutes of pure fucking last to the exact second, if possible.

"About that inspector," I said between grunts as my pole thrust into her relentlessly, "you'll never guess who it is."

Sammie shook her head and reached up behind my neck, pulling me close to her so that we could kiss passionately. "Tell me after," she breathed heavily. "Right now, just fuck me!"

Of course, I obliged without argument. Sammie, in response to my willingness, wrapped her long legs around my back and pulled me in closer, making our groins grind together in a wet union, our scents of sex filling our nostrils like a heady perfume. Her hands slipped down to my back and she rocked with each push of my invading member. I still wasn't anywhere close to cumming yet, but the feeling was exquisite as I ploughed into my twin sister's hungry cunt, pulling and pushing with abandon. I glanced at my watch and noticed that sixty second had already gone by.

Sammie, bless her, did everything she could to keep from making too much noise. She buried her mouth into my neck in a silent scream of delight as I continued to shove my cock into her with faster strokes, her bounteous breasts moving back and forth with the motion of our bodies. "Ooooo, shit," she groaned. "God, I love it when you fuck me hard like this!"

I leaned back to appreciate the view of my beatiful twin sister's pussy, which was filled with my cock, my balls slapping her ass. "And you have no idea how much I ENJOY fucking you hard like this!" I gasped. I continued to push into her quickly, increasing my tempo. "Do you like this, sis?" I asked. "Do you like your twin brother fucking you on your desk while someone is here in the house?"

"Ahhh, FUCK! Yes, Jake! I LOVE it!"

"Tell me you want me to cum inside you, sis," I encouraged her, knowing that I wouldn't be able to. But it's the fantasy, you see, the POSSIBILITY, that makes sex so worth having. "Tell me that you want me to shoot my cum deep inside your cunt." I looked at my watch: sixty seconds to go.

"Yesssss!" she hissed. "I want it, brother. I want your babyjuice to fill me up! Gallons of it! Fuck me again and again! Hose me down with your cum! Fuck your sister's pussy HARD!" Her legs wrapped even more tightly around my waist, pulling me in so tightly that I could only offer her short, hard jabs into her sopping wet mound.

I leaned down and kissed her on the mouth again, our tongues mingling as our bodies bounced on her desk top. My cock was throbbing wildly with pleasure, almost unhappily so because there wasn't enough cum in my balls yet to fulfill her wish and coat her inner walls with my spunk. When our lips parted, I pulled back once more and set to pushing into her at a mad pace, so fast that my cock was a mere blur as it raged into her tight cunt.

Finally, I looked at my watch and ruefully noted that the time was up. I reluctantly pulled out of my sister's hot box and stepped back. Sammie didn't miss a beat and slipped down to her knees in front of me. She immediately set herself to the task of licking my cock clean of her love juices. "Sammie?" I asked. "Do you remember Lydia Post?"

Sammie pulled back from my cock for a second and then a light of recognition sparked in her eyes. "Yes... why?"

"That's who my inspector is," I told her. "She's up on the roof right now, looking at the gutter heaters. I told her that I'd be down here to make her some coffee and rouse you out of the office for a visit."

Sammie sat back a little bit, gently stroking my cock in an absent-minded manner. "You're shitting me," she said with surprise, her eyebrows arched. "Does Dani know?"

I reached down to caress her soft, long hair and pulled her back onto my cock so that she could continue giving me a quick blowjob. "Yeah," I answered. "They talked briefly before I took her outside to show her the heaters. Dani tells me that Lydia had some sort of crush on me back in high school. One grunt for yes, two for no."

Sammie looked up at me, my engorged cock still filling her soft lips, and cut loose with a long, low grunt that ended up sounding (and feeling) more like a hum. I felt a shiver run up my spine with that, enjoying the sensation immensely. Then Sammie pulled away from my cock, letting the head make a popping sound as it exited her lips. "As a matter of fact," Sammie added, "I'd bet even money that she's probably STILL got a crush on you. Been flirting much?" She licked up and down my shaft to get any excess fluids off my cock and worked her way quickly down to my balls.

"Ahhh... that feels good. Yes. We've been flirting like crazy," I confirmed. "Actually, I've been teasing the idea of asking her out on a date or two. Maybe marriage. That kinda thing. She's incredible and I've only been around her for little under an hour."

Sammie released my cock and pulled up my sweats around my waist. "There. All done," she said with approval, like a doctor might. She stood up with my help and kissed me softly. "Thank you," she added. I was about to tell her that it was my pleasure, but she cut me off. "Now... about Dear Miss Post: better late than never. She's been wanting a date with you ever since she first saw you in our Freshman year but was too chickenshit to ask you out. She's gorgeous, smart, sweet, sexy and, best of all, she adores you. If you DON'T ask her out, I'll clout you a good one and then some, which is something we shoulda done years ago. She's perfect for you."

I chuckled a little. "Well, Dani seems to have a bit of jealousy streak about her. I'm not allowed to sing her virtues over the two of yours."

Sammie smiled sweetly. "Dani's just teasing," she said. "Now... get back out in that kitchen and go greet our guest. Flirt with her constantly and don't let up until she blushes. Then ask her out. I'll be out in a minute, bro." She rubbed her pussy tenderly. "By the way... did you give Dani her 'breakfast' like you did for me?"

I shook my head as I rounded for the door. "Nope. You spent me before I could do her any favors. I'll tell you this, though, sis: I'm about ready to pop again and if I don't get to do it with one of you, I'll take a serious shot at offering a little 'breakfast' up to Lydia!"

Sammie just smiled wickedly and said, "Somehow, Jake, I don't think she'd mind that one, tiny bit. But try to be discreet about it, will you? Like I said, she's a smart girl. She'll require some finesse."

I blew my sister thankful a kiss as I grabbed the knob of her office door. "Thanks. I'll remember that." As I pulled the door open, I looked at Sammie, appreciating the view of her bent over as she reached for a robe that she'd thoughtfully placed beside her desk, her pussy still glistening from the hard fucking I'd just given her. "Pity," I said, "three more minutes and I might've cum inside that pussy of yours."

I turned back around to head out the door and stopped short. There, standing in the doorway, was Lydia Post, her mouth hung open in shock at what she'd undoubtedly just heard.

Two words came to mind at seeing Lydia standing in front of me, knowing that she could see Sammie's still-naked form just inside the room and smell the obvious scent of sex in the air: "Oh, shit."

Lydia, who is as formidable a woman as one could hope to find, retained her composure. She didn't scream, she didn't shout, she didn't slap me. She just stood there, blinked for a few long seconds. Sammie was still oblivious to Lydia's presence and was putting on her robe with her back to us. Finally, though, Lydia opened her mouth to speak. "Well, as torture goes, that's a loo-loo," she said.

I released my hold on the door knob and felt my world crashing down around me, realising that all my dreams were coming to a halt. Someone now knew about the affair I was having with my sisters- one of them, at least- and to make matters worse, the person to find this out was the ONE person I was most interested in asking out. "Oh, shit," I heard from behind me, Sammie had finally seen our unexpected visitor.

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Lydia was non-plussed. "I think he already said that," she noted. Then she looked at me squarely. "I don't suppose you're going to try and say that this is not what it appears, are you?" From down the hall, Dani came on the scene and said those two infamous words which had already been intoned by Sammie and yours truly. Lydia turned to look in Dani's direction. "Getting in on the act, too, Dani?" she quipped.

I pulled my hand to the back of my neck and rubbed it roughly, trying to think of something to say or do. "Uh... okay. You're right," I said. "This IS what it appears, but before you go crazy, would you hear us out for a moment?"

Lydia crossed her arms expectantly, cocked an eyebrow at me and gave it a few seconds of thought. "In the living room?" she suggested. "Ladies, I'd like to hear your take on this, too. THIS should be good." With that, she turned away from me and headed down the hallway, past Dani, to sit and wait for the three of us in our living room.

I looked at Dani and then at Sammie with a questioning look. We all three knew each other's facial expressions well. The consensus was in: the game was over and Lydia's the winner. We stayed like that, standing where we were, for a few moments in silent conversation. After about two minutes of that, I finally opened my mouth. "I guess we'd better go face the music and tell her everything," I said.

Sammie approached me, her robe drawn about her lucious body. "Jake? Are you SURE about that? Dani and I could talk with her in private, try to smooth things over. Tell a few white lies."

I shook my head. "No," I said. "There's no way around this, sis. She heard me tell you that I'd be able to fill you full of my cum in another three minutes. No white lie is going to cover that up. She isn't running to the cops right now and wants to know the story. So let's tell her and then see what she has to say about it."

Dani and Sammie locked eyes for a second. Finally, Dani touched my arm. "Okay. We're with you all the way. Whatever happens."

We all three filed into the living room and saw that Lydia was seated in Dad's old recliner, her legs crossed. Brace yourself, because HERE is the shocker: Lydia was stark naked, not a stitch of clothing on her, and she was radiantly beautiful with what seemed to be 32-D breasts and her bright red hair cast about her shoulders. Her clothes were piled neatly next to her on the floor and she had the most bemused sort of smile on her face. Somehow she'd managed to disrobe completely in the time it took for my sisters and I to talk things through.

"Sit," she commanded. "'Cept for you, Jake. Girls, take off yer robes- we've seen each other naked before and ye know it. Jake," she pointedly absently at my clothes, "off they go. We're going to be honest here, right? So let's let it ALL hang out." I could see, from clear across the room, that her nipples were fully erect and standing on end. The only thing that I could think of was: What the FUCK was going on? Lydia, however, wasn't in the patient mood. "NOW," she added with emphasis.

The girls complied by letting their sheer robes fall to the floor and sitting simultaneously on the living room sofa. I, for lack of anything else better to do, began to undress- slowly and with a considerable amount of embarrassment. It helped, I think, to see Lydia herself already in the buff, but my mind was too much in a whirl to catch up with the events as they were unfolding. When I was finally naked before the three women, standing there in the center of the room, I looked balefully at Lydia.

"Now," Lydia said casually, "Ye're going to tell me EXACTLY how this started, when and just what the bloody hell has been going on today." And we did. I started first, told her how Sammie, Dani and I first encountered and made damn sure to explain that I DO love my sisters with all my heart. Then Dani explained her version of the story, how it all started with Dad and then Mom. Then Sammie explained about the game we'd been playing that day, thinking that we wouldn't get caught.

"Well," Lydia said tersely, "it appears that ye were wrong on that score, weren't ye?" She looked up at me pointedly. "And what now, Jake? I heard ye at the door before ye opened it. Maybe ask me out on a date or two, maybe marriage, I think was the gist of it, aye? Sounded sweet up until that bit about breakfast came up." Then she looked at Sammie. "He said ye'd spent him up. I take that t'mean he FILLED you up." Lydia glanced at me and then back at Sammie. "He as good as I'd hoped back in high school?"

Sammie was silent for several long seconds. I looked back at her and I could see the wheels in her sharp mind were spinning at high gear. Suddenly, her face cleared and I could see that she'd realized something or thought of something nothing short of stellar. She relaxed a bit, leaned in and said, "Better, actually. And, as you can probably see, BIGGER." She glanced up at me and winked playfully. To say I was confused would be understating it not just a little bit but a whole lot. I was totally lost. I looked back at Lydia to see her studying my male equipment carefully.

"Hmm," she said quietly. "Jake, come here, in front of me, please." I looked back at my sisters, who were still seated on the couch but were both more visibly relaxed now. Dani stifled a giggle and Sammie just arched her eyebrows at me in silent encouragement. I did as I was asked and approached the woman of my dreams, the woman who could cook all three of our gooses in a hot second, clueless as to why she wanted me to get close to her. When I was just two feet away from her, she reached out for my cock (which was at half-mast, I admit), making me jump just slightly at the unexpected action. She held me in her right hand and admired the heft of it, her fingers wrapping around the shaft slightly, stroking it gently. It grew quickly in her grasp until it was at full length. "Ah!" she exclaimed. "So I see!" She looked up at me with a glint of relish in her eyes. "This is most impressive, Jake."

By then I'd finally caught on. Either she and my sisters had shared some sapphic experiences back in high school and were totally comfortable with each other already OR she was just extremely adapatable in shocking situations- probably both. I did my best to play dumb, though, and said, "Well... uh... yeah, I guess so. Dani and Sam never complained."

Lydia continued to stroke my shaft softly, as though lost in thought. "Oh, I'm sure they didn't," she said. She looked up at me again. "May I?" she asked.

"May you what?" I asked back.

"This," she said. Then she leaned forward and slipped my hard cock inside her perfectly soft and velvety mouth. My cock had found a home I never thought possible! Heaven! Valhalla! Paradise! All the wonders of every world imagined paled in comparison as the tip of my blood-engorged member met with Lydia's hot tongue. She remained silent as her head bobbed up and down on my tool, driving my senses to pure ecstacy the likes of which I never knew, past or present. She was coating my eight inches with saliva and warmth in a way that was totally new and different from Dani or Sam.

I leaned my head back on my shoulders, looking up at the ceiling in silent thanks to whatever God has seen fit to smile so kindly upon me, and groaned. "Oh... shit."

Lydia pulled back to laugh a little and looked up at me. "Careful, lover. Ye're startin' t' repeat yourself." Her hand leisurely stroked up and down my shaft as she looked at my sisters across the room. "Girls? Are ye just gonna to sit there like posts or are ye gonna help me drain yer brother of every ounce of cum he has left?" My twin sisters wasted no time in getting up to join us at the center of the room. "'Tis been a while, lassies," Lydia cooed. "An' me puss could use some yeoman's work 'fore yer brother heaves the ol' ho where it counts." She relinquished control of my cock over to Dani and turned around in the recliner so that her ass was pointing straight up in the air. Sure enough, her ass was dead-on perfect, and my eyes were glued to it as Sammie crawled over to Lydia. I watched with unabashed interest as my sister's head disappeared between Lydia's slinder, white thighs while my other sister renewed the blowjob that Lydia had cast aside. Lydia moaned deeply when Sammie's tongue began to lap her pouty pussy lips gently, softly suckling on her already engorged clit, then she looked back at me, making her long, red hair slip aside and dangle over her shoulders. "Do ye like that, Jake?" she asked. "Watching yer twin sister licking another woman's quim?"

I gasped as Dani moaned loudly onto my cock. "God, yes!" I hissed. "I just pray that I'm next."

Lydia smiled with such naughtiness that my heart almost stopped. It was like I could read her thoughts before she ever voiced them. "Oh, I'm sure ye'll get yer fill o' me, Jake, before the day is out. But I'm thinkin' o' something a little more useful for ye before ye get around to lappin' me." Then she added, "Ooooo, Sammie... ye always DID know what I like! Ah, such bliss!"

The show in front of me was driving me mad! I mean, we'd just started this whole thing thinking that we were in dire trouble and, yet, here we were in the throes of a full-fledged orgy with ME as the only guy in the house! If I had died, I don't think Heaven could have been better! Dani's sucking on my cock became more intense and I was doing everything I could to keep from blasting her mouth with a load of sperm.

I think Lydia was keeping a watchful eye on me, however, because she wiggled her ass just a little bit to get Sammie's attention. "Thank ye, Sammie dear. Sweet as I remember, that was. But I DO think yer brother's about to make some more breakfast. As the guest in this house, I humbly request that I get the next helping... if ye don't mind, Dani."

Dani pulled back from my cock with a loud pop and looked up at me. "Oh, hell. I've had it every day for a month now. I guess I can go without for a little while longer. Sure. But, Jake, you've got to PROMISE me that you'll..." she giggled, "feed me later. Okay?"

Lydia answered for me. "Oh, you can count on it, Dani. That's something I DEFINITELY want to see. But right now, I want that thing buried in me to the hilt. What do you say, Jake? Care to have a sample of the 'Lovely Lass with the Perfect Ass?' I'm waiting for you."

Dani let me go and got out of my way as I all but ran over to grab a handful of Lydia's perfectly-shaped glutes. Her ass was lean and muscled and toned and, oh man, she got her nickname by birthright, I tell you. She has THE most perfect ass in the world, hands down. I placed both hands on her hips and pulled her ass close to my groin, letting my cock slide up and down the crack ever so lightly, enjoying the sensations, my cock sliding between her buns. Lydia let out a hiss of pleasure and I felt Sammie's hand grab hold of my wayward cock. I pulled back far enough for my sister to aim my cockhead at Lydia's waiting pussy, which was covered in her own juices and Sammie's saliva. When I was lined up perfectly, Lydia was the one to move. She impaled herself on my fuckpole slowly and patiently, feeling the length of me fill her up completely. We both sighed with relief and pleasure.

I moved in and out of this unfamiliar pussy a few times with slow, steady strokes. Once I was comfortable with the angle and snug fit inside Lydia, I bent down and reached around to cup the Scottish woman's breasts softly. "You're so fucking tight, Lydia," I breathed. "It feels so good inside you."

Lydia squirmed beneath me, fucking herself slowly on my cock, and breathed deeply. "Ahhh... Jake, I've been dreaming about this for years. I. Want. You. To. FUCK. ME. NOW!" I obeyed and began to push my cock in and out of Lydia's perfect pussy, filling her with each thrust to the hilt. She gasped and moaned with lustful pleasure as my pace gradually quickened. "Jake..." she said breathlessly. "I want you to treat me no different than you do your sisters. I want you to cum inside me... please."

I looked down at this, my cock sliding in and out of this woman's pussy who was begging for me to fill her with my cum, and grunted. Strengthening my grip on her hips, I put aside all pretense of care and began to fuck her in earnest, causing her hips to jump and jolt with each powerful thrust. "Your wish is my command," I said quietly.

Lydia bucked and thrashed as I continued to plow her mound mercilessly. "OH! FUCK! AYE! FUCK ME LIKE YE FUCK YER SISTERS, JAKE! FILL ME WITH YER MILK!"

I felt my balls beginning to weaken, ready to spew their contents into Lydia's womb. My humping increased tempo and I felt Sammie slip under us to lick us at the spot where we were joined, which did nothing but increase my pleasure. My twin sister alternated between Lydia's clit and the base of my shaft, licking gently like a cat lapping at a bowl of milk. Sammie was fully engrossed in her work, but moaned suddenly with a slight jerk. I looked over my shoulder and saw, not surprisingly, that Dani was in a lip lock with our sister's own pussy, lapping her flowing juices like crazy and lashing her tongue across Sammie's clitoris with wild abandon. The sight of all of this sent me over the edge and I felt the familiar rumblings deep in my balls.

"I'm there!" I shouted. "I'm gonna cum!"

Lydia pushed hard against my invading member and we both froze, my cock filling her entirely as I emptied my balls' contents deep inside her. Both Lydia and I groaned with satisfaction as my white spunk splashed against her inner walls, seeping down and deep into her womb. The smell of sweat and sex was so thick in the room that it was like a fog which clouded our minds and senses- all was sex.

My cum seeped out of Lydia's pussy in a steady flow as it continued to spurt inside of her, out onto Sammie's eagerly lapping tongue, drops at first and then followed by a long, thick stream as I felt blast after blast go off in the velvety smoothness of Lydia's inner folds. Finally, I could take no more and had to pull out. When I did, my cum was completely unleased and gushed out like a river.

"Dani!" Sammie cried. "Come get breakfast!" She moved aside to let Dani get her helping of my cum as it poured out of Lydia's drenched cunt.

Dani moved quick as a cat and was at Lydia's threshold before I could even register the action, her lips locked onto Lydia like a vacuum. Lydia remained perfectly still and moaned loudly as my sister continued to milk her sperm-filled pussy dry.

Sammie got up and leaned over the recliner, next to Lydia, and kissed the Scottish lass passionately, offering her a mouthful of the sex-juice cocktail. So turned on by the sight I was, that I just moved my still-hard cock over from one pussy to the other and shoved it in, balls deep, inside Sammie's exposed slit.

Sammie, whimpered with a groan of pleasure as I filled her pussy up. "Ooooh, Jake! Don't you EVER quit?"

I slapped my twin sister's ass plafully and then rubbed it gently, stroking my fingers around her pussy lips as my cock slid in and out of her juicy cunt. "With you three? I'd sooner die than quit fucking any one of you!" I pushed in faster until I was sure that my erection wouldn't be lost, pulsing deep inside my sister's tightness.

Lydia slowly, gingerly, got off the recliner, my cum still seeping in small drops out of her cunt as Dani backed away. "Oooo... THIS I have GOT to see!" she squeeled with delight. Lydia positioned herself so that she could kneel next to Sammie and I, watching as my cock pushed in and out of my sister's sopping, hairless mound. I turned and looked at this newest member of our little love circle and smiled. Lydia leaned up and kissed me deeply. When we pulled apart, she gently stroked her hand at where my sister and I were joined. "Hmm..." she cooed. "Feels nice. So, Jake. How was it? Still wanna take me out on a date or two? Perhaps propose marriage while yer at it? Ye might be surprised by the answer."

While still mindful of fucking my sister, I directed my attention fully at Lydia Post and said, "You're talking marriage? NOW? While I'm fucking my sister? Maybe we should date some first, just to keep things at least QUASI-normal, eh?"

Lydia shrugged. "As good an answer as I should expect I guess. Okay. We'll date. Legitimate like. But, you'd better fuck me AT LEAST as good as you did just a few minutes ago! Deal?"

I kissed my new lover softly, even gentlemanly (well... as gentlemanly as possible, considering that my cock was buried inside Sammie at the time). "Deal," I answered.

"Good!" Dani said from behind. "Now that THAT'S over with, would you mind doing me now, please? You've filled Sammie. You've filled Lydia. Now I want some of that. At least make ME cum, dammit!"

I turned around, still ensconced inside Sammie, and saw that Dani was already in position, on hands and knees, and waiting for me. Apparently, this wasn't up for debate. I turned around and Sammie sat up, forcing my cock out of her hole. "Go ahead, Jake. Our sister deserves it as much as we do. Give her what she needs." So I pulled out of one sister, turned around completely and reinserted myself into my other sister, who sighed deeply.

"Better?" I asked as I resumed the same pace I'd set with Sammie. "Is this what you were looking for?" I grabbed Dani's hips firmly and pulled her onto my fuckpole forcefully as I thrust into her. "Did you want your brother's cock, Dani?"

Dani squealed with pleasure, her large tits already swinging like dual pendulums with each thrust. "YES! Now shut up and fuck me 'till I cum! That bit in the closet wasn't anything CLOSE to what I needed! And don't stop 'till I do!"

"Yes, sister," I said with a sigh. What's a brother to do?

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