1x: The Stepsister and the Gang

Literotic asexstories – 1x: The Stepsister and the Gang by AlexFourways,AlexFourways
The Stepsister And The Gang.

This story is fiction and you are welcome to imagine the characters as you wish but everyone is 18+ at the time the story happens. Issues such as STDs and family planning are considered outside of the narrative.

This is a One Off story…

There is an intro, ‘Who Am I?’ and a concluding ‘For those who like closure.’ But you can skip those if you are in a hurry.

Who Am I?

Hi my name is Opal, red head, five foot seven, C-cup and good figure. I thought you might want to know you load of pervs. 😊

I live with my mother and stepdad along with my younger stepbrother. Well, I say ‘live’, I am at University, just finished my fourth year of a five year dentistry degree. As it is the summer holidays I am at home and my younger brother has finished his exams that will enable him to get into University to do some sort of engineering. Ok, so much easier to get into that Dentistry and I am being a bit snobby.

Our family is a bit odd, but I know now it was a sort of swapping gone wrong, or right. I was about ten when I sensed something was off between my parents and my dad started sleeping in the guest room. Then, all of a sudden, my mother takes me to live with another man and his son, leaving my older brother with my dad. The man’s wife, and her two young daughters moved in with my dad. There was some legal stuff I didn’t understand at the time, but I was soon told to tell my mum’s new partner dad. I know today the men would move, but then mortgages (house loans) tended to be in the man’s name.

Visits to my grandparents became odd, as either mum, or dad, would take me and my real brother to their parents, but on their own. The respective grandparents were pleased to see us but a bit cold towards mum or dad.

My new, younger brother was not pleased that he had gone from eldest child to youngest and felt he had a grudge. But eventually we got along alright, even if we played the “well it’s not as if you are my real brother/sister card” far too often.

So, I was twenty-two, home but unattached and going around my old haunts I hardly found anyone who I knew, and those who I did, were attached. University was almost as bad as most of the men I knew had finished their courses, or were fellow dentists who I either didn’t fancy, or had had my fill of (Dental sex jokes include a lot of drill and fill type puns including Ben Dover and Phil McAvity). And don’t start me on the stuck-up medical students.

So, I was in a dry spell and living in a house with a horny eighteen old with a bit of an old grudge, who was probably inept and immature. When I went to University, he got permission to swap my bigger room for his smaller one, meaning he had two single beds. I had convinced my mum to get a second one so that I could have friends sleep over.

My stepdad might have been an interesting fling, but I love my mum and wouldn’t hit on him. However, I am not sure he wouldn’t try it on me from the looks he has given me in the last few years, especially if I was wearing a bikini.

Now, this all happened around late the nineteen eighties and although we had tv’s in our rooms, the only VHS player was in the lounge. Ok, I had my own one which I kept hidden in my room for special purposes.

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The Stepsister and the Gang

It was a Tuesday just after lunch and both mum and dad were not expected to be back until six, but mum would expect me to have got the evening meal ready and had told me what to cook, so I needed to get it started by four. I had left the house in the morning because Paul and his friends over, ‘his gang’ who I knew over the years, as they were celebrating their exam results. I had gone out to get away from the noise and I suspected their drinking. However, after a lonely lunch at a café I crept home as I was at a loose end.

As I expected, his friends were still there and I could hear them before I even opened the front door, so I decided to keep quiet and at least get to my room without them noticing. I thought, Possibly I’ll put on some LP’s and listen with my headphones and do some reading.

As I crept up the stairs, I head snatches of conversation, mostly sounding like Rob… “look at them bounce” … “blimey, two at once” … “he’s massive” … “hear her scream”. OK, I had slowed right down, listening in and as well as the voices I could clearly hear the groans of sex, underlaid by cheap jazz music. I thought. They must have ‘borrowed’ the VCR from downstairs and be watching porn as this wasn’t daytime TV.

I crept to where I could just see into the room and could see on the screen a woman being, not to put a finer point on it, banged, by at least three men and they at least seemed to be enjoying it. I started to cup my breast and pussy as my mind responded to the images, noises and illicit snooping on Paul and his friends, and I am sure they had their cocks out. The air smelt like it.

Suddenly one of them jumped up and turned around saying. “I need the loo to bang one out!” I tried to dart back to my room, but he spotted me. “Oh, sorry!” He noticed his cock was sticking out of his trousers which were open and the waist and tried to cover himself, fumbling and swearing and tripped, just missing me with his head at my feet and leaving himself even more exposed.

By this time this happened, Paul and the two other lads had stood up, in much the same state of undress, and as I turned to them, I could see the woman being shagged from behind whilst she had a cock in her mouth.

Paul’s blonde friend, Steve, said with a laugh. “I see Vince has fallen for your sister!” The dark haired Rob, always a bit crude, but also good looking, and probably the source of the video, added. “She’s been spying on us! Fancy a bit of cock Opal? Or two? I’m sure we could oblige?”

Meanwhile Vince, had sorted his clothing mishap out and scuttled off to the family bathroom and the others had turned back to the room, having had their fun embarrassing me, I heard Rob say. “Any more lager? Oh, let’s watch this one it has a redhead taking it where the sun …”. I slammed the door, knowing where the sun doesn’t shine and knowing the redhead remark was aimed at me. I knew Rob would like to take a bit of both if I let him.

The trouble was I did ‘fancy some cock’. Any of them, all of them! I put one of my Floyd albums and grabbed a textbook and tried reading it.

With my headphones, great big ones, and the music, I didn’t hear the knocking at first. I put my book down and moved the right ear away to confirm someone was there, and went to the door. But I had to remove the headphones as the lead wouldn’t stretch. I opened the door and Rob was standing there, but looking at his feet. “Sorry about earlier, I er… embarrassed you, you know my dick out.”

I put my finger on his jaw and lifted his face to look at me and I smiled and he returned the smile. “Actually, it looked like quite a nice dick.” I had a naughty thought. Could I have just this dick? “It’s a pity that you had a wank as we could have had some fun.”

He blushed. “Actually… I didn’t… I lost the urge and it wouldn’t come back, I even tried thinkin…” And he faltered and looked at his feet.

I felt my face flush, and thought about the yellow sun dress I was wearing with no bra and red lace hipster panties which might have shown more of me than I intended, Actually what I had intended when I went out hunting earlier. but I completed his sentence, as I lifted his face again, such a sweet lad. “thinking of my body? Or was that my naked body?”

I’m sure he would have dropped his head again, but my hand was there. “Sorry… but on the floor… I could see up your skirt.”

I looked at him and scanned his body, thinking. I could be tempted? Should be tempted? When I noticed he had a bit of a bulge that wasn’t there before. I moved closer and gave him a kiss which he returned and got steamy quickly. My left hand dropped down to his bulge and I could actually feel it growing as I squeezed it and broke off the kiss. “I see you have a problem, I think I would enjoy helping you with it.”

He looked stunned and I smiled. “What… really… oh, wow, really!” He was flustered and that turned me on. I would be in control. I pulled him into the room and closed the door.

“Ok,” I said. “would you like to see what is inside my panties before I suck your dick?”

He nodded, so I stepped back and pulled off my dress and he breathed out a ‘wow’, so pulled down my lace panties, flicked back the duvet and sat on my bed and said. “Do know how to eat pussy?”

There was a flicker of doubt on his face, but he cottoned on. “I’ve only fingered a cunt through panties, but I’ve seen it on video.”

I pulled a face. “The C-word is not one you use to a lady, but I would love it if you would like to have a go eating my pussy.” And with that I spread my legs and used my fingers to open-up my labia lips.

Vince’s eyes were on stalks as he knelt between my legs and slowly moved his face closer and closer to my pussy. “I love the sm… your scent.” Nice catch.

“Wait till you taste it, I’m quite turned on already.” And with that he brought his mouth to my labia and started to kiss, like it was my mouth, but then added his tongue. It was nice, but he really didn’t have much of a clue. I was just about to tell him what to do when the predictable, but worst possible thing, happened.

My door burst open and there was Rob. “Woah! Found Him Guys! Gang Bang!”

Vince jumped up, luckily still in his clothes, and I snapped my legs closed and pulled the duvet over me to cover me as much as possible. Steve then stepped in and was dumb struck, Paul just looked around the door frame, looking worried. “Sis, what’s happening?”

I took a deep breath. “That oaf Rob has just interrupted a private moment and so you are all going to leave.”

That oaf, was clearly a bit drunk and took revved up on his porn. “Come on girl, you must be gagging for it! How about we all show you a good time, you going to stop us?!”

“Oh, I would stop you, or get injured trying, and then the cops would drag you all off.”

“Your word against ours?” This guy’s brain was addled.

“Oh, a sexually assaulted woman in her bedroom with four guys and bruises. Them with beer and porn, is not going to be believed.”

Vince had gathered his thoughts and turned and started to push Rob out. “Get out you fool, I only came to apologise and you have messed it up!” I think Rob might have pushed back but Steve grabbed him by the hair and wrist and yanked him out.

Vince left, and whilst pulling the door shut looked back and mouthed. Sorry. And I think he was sorry for himself as well as me. I latched the door, kicking myself for not doing so earlier.

I heard a row going on between the lads whilst I got dressed, fresh white high waist panties, matching padded bra, long-sleeved top and jeans with belt. Not the comfort look I had been enjoying, but something I could feel safe in.

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Paul’s door must have been opened as the noise level increased and I heard Rob, at the top of his voice. “Fuck you losers! I’m taking my films and I don’t care if I don’t see you wimps again!” Then there was a bang on my door. “Good riddance prick tease!” And then he thundered down the stairs and slammed the door. I heard a car start up and screech away and I almost worried if he was sober enough to drive.

I sat in my room, wondering about my close escape and how disappointed Vince was, and to be honest how I was still churned up but also a bit turned on with spare adrenaline sloshing around. I heard the sound of conversation from Paul’s room and some theme music that was one of those Sci-Fi films or programmes, so unlikely to be adult content.

I fancied a lager would calm my nerves, but there was none in the fridge, but… the lads had some. Unless it was Rob’s, but he had asked for one and hadn’t said ‘and taking my lager’ So… I slowly got up, opened my door, crossed the landing and knocked. The door opened and Paul stood there. “Sorry sis, he was out of order, please don’t tell dad he will…” He didn’t get further as I put a finger on his lips.

“Have you got a lager? I could do with one right now.”

“Oh, yeah, I’ll get you one.” and he turned into the room.

“What are you watching?” I said as I entered the room and I noticed something with sexy looking women, but mostly clad in figure hugging costumes, before the screen went black.

Steve looked like he was blushing. “Oops, busted, sorry, just a bit of 18 rated soft porn, only tits and bums, honest.”

Paul passed over the can of lager. “Sorry Opal, I’m embarrassed about Rob and we chucked him out when he said we should persuade you to change your mind.” I noticed the lack of ‘try to’ in the comment.

I was still a bit hyper and decided to test the water. “Well, Steve, put the video on again and I think you might find that Rob was a silly man, because, as Vince was about to find out, I might be in the mood for fun… On. My. Terms.”

The film stayed off, Paul’s jaw dropped. Steve was wide eyed, but Vince looked, what was it, hopeful.

Steve broke the silence. “But, er, isn’t Paul, you know your, er?”

I put him out of his misery. “Stepsister, Not. Related. At. All… So video on, and let’s see these tits and bums and I’ll tell you what my terms for a bit of fun.” Steve didn’t hesitate and the film resumed, and it was almost funny. Cardboard set, clothing being lost improbably showing male and female chests. Corny dialogue and a shot of the back of the man in the scene showing his lack of trousers and the woman screened below the waist saying, ‘I see you are set to stun’.

I sipped the lager whilst the couple were shown above wait height apparently taking her from behind, though with nothing shown below the waist. Silly but still a bit erotic. I took a breath.

“My terms.

Vince, Steve, Paul, in that order, one at a time.

You do exactly what I say.

I’m on the pill so no need to worry about getting me up the duff.

We have until four, so you may get more than one go.

I hope this tripe will help, but I have something a bit stronger, but female friendly, if you would prefer it.

Agreed?

Questions?”

There was silence… I got up to go and Paul said “Er, can we have the video and yes please.” Vince and Steve enthusiastically nodded.

As I left the room I turned and crooked my finger to beckon Vince and he nearly fell for me again, he was so anxious to follow me.

We entered my room and I closed the door and latched it, then remembered and was rummaging in the bottom of my case, stood but bending at the waist, when Vince came over behind me and started running his hands over my buttocks, which I felt was surprisingly restrained but pleasurable. I slowly stood with the video cassette case and turned and put it in Vince’s hand. It was a legitimate commercial copy of Scandinavian porn, but I don’t think they will be concerned with the language. “Take that to Paul and come straight back.”

He grabbed the tape and then fumbled the lock trying to get out and was back so fast he must have thrown it into the room.

He returned and I latched the door. “Right where were we, before we were so rudely interrupted?”

“Er, you were on the bed and I had my mouth on your c… pussy.” Nice save Vince.

I sat on the bed and spread my legs. “What’s wrong with this picture?” I said with a bit of a laugh.

“Er, you are dressed?”

“So what are you going to do about it?”

Vince knelt between my legs and unbuckled my belt and released the waist button and proceeded to lift my top and standing pulled it off in one movement. Efficient but not very sensual, he clearly needs lessons.

When he threw it to one side, he looked at me and his eyes widened and he froze. “Oh, a, a bra.”

I thought, Oh. My. God, he hasn’t a clue, he hadn’t realised I even had a bra on! “Right, lessons later, we haven’t time for this.” With that I stood, as did Vince. I unhooked and removed my bra and Vince’s hands started to touch my tits. He wasn’t doing a bad job.

I dropped my jeans and was kicking them off when he noticed my grannie panties. “Oh, I preferred the other ones.”

I grabbed the waist band and pulled them down and explained. “The ones I had on, said I was feeling good about myself, and these say I wasn’t and if Rob had seen them, that I wasn’t interested. Now I’m saying, ‘get on with it’!” And with that I sat back on the bed and spread my legs, more or less where we were before the interruption by the oaf.

Vince dropped to his knees and started to kiss me on my pussy without opening me up our using his tongue. He lifted his head. “Er, you are not as wet as you were.”

I ruffled his hair with my right hand. “And not surprising is it. Now use your thumbs to open me up and then stick you tongue in me and, with as much saliva as possible, work it up and down.” And he did just that, but not much more. “For fuck’s sake, show some more enthusiasm, like the men in the films, move it in and out and around and right at the top, you will find a bump called my clit, tickle that and suck on it. If I moan, you are doing in right, if you get it wrong I’ll slap you.”

His technique rapidly improved and he was making appreciative noises, as was I. “Oh, God you are a quick learner. Now you have my clit wet you can massage it with a thumb, and bring you other hand up to my tits, they are feeling lonely.” Not entirely true as I had been using my left hand, but it’s not the same.

Vince lifted his head to see where to put his thumb and mumbled. “Oh, Opal, you taste so nice now, and really wet.” And returned his mouth to me with extra vigour as I thought. If he keeps on like that he will get a face-full of wet. My orgasm was building but I wanted more.

“Vince, are you fingernails short?” I was hoping for a yes.

“Sorry, I chew them, I know I shouldn’t.”

I ruffled his hair and pulled his head closer. “That’s ideal, I want you wet your first two and slowly put them inside me, palm up.” He moved his mouth off me and I felt him start to penetrate me as asked. When I felt he was deep enough. “Now curl them up and bit and stroke in and o…” I gasped as he got that right. “and get back on my clit! And don’t stop if I scream.”

And scream I did. “Ohhh! Ahhh!! AAAHHH!!! Ooooh!”

Not the best orgasm I had ever had, but with the dry spell and the enthusiasm, it was good. Vince would have kept going as instructed, but there was an urgent knocking on the door and so he pulled off which marred the experience. “Sis, are you OK in there?”

I was breathless but Vince replied. “She’s OK, it was just an orgasm.”

The door handle was rattled and so I pulled myself off the bed and went to it and opened it, the look on Paul’s face of his naked and aroused sister was epic. “Thank you for spoiling the moment. Can’t a girl have some privacy?”

He was blushing. “Sorry, after earlier I didn’t want anything, you know…”

“Oh, I give up with you, and there is poor Vince with nothing to show for his efforts.”

He interrupted and looking at him I hadn’t realised how wet I had made his face. “Oh, I don’t mind, it was great, especially hearing you scream, and you taste so nice.”

I decided to risk it. I was sure that Paul wouldn’t misbehave, and Vince wouldn’t either. I pushed past Paul and went into his room where Steve was looking sheepish. I noticed they had put my video on and I was surprised that it was on one of my favourite scenes, number five, which had two women being pleasured by an older man. Then I remembered I had last watched the previous scene which had two younger men and a woman.

Vince looked me up and down as the blonde woman on the TV was screaming from the work the man was putting in on her pussy. The camera zoomed out, showing the brunet lying beside her, and both women were working their breasts. He had his fingers buried in the brunet’s vagina and was finger fucking her, palm up, and then he switched his mouth to her clit. Vince said. “It’s so different, he is just making them feel good, he hasn’t had anything done to his cock.”

“Oh, he won’t be disappointed, but you lot are wasting my time and yours, but luckily for you, Vince didn’t disappoint and so if you meet his standard, you won’t be either.” With that I threw the duvet on the floor and plonked myself on the end of Paul’s spare bed and spread my legs again. “Vince, get your cock out but you need to tell Steve what to do as my mouth will be full.”

Vince was quick off the mark. “Steve, get between her legs and start licking her pussy lips. Use your thumbs to open them if you need to, and lick and tickle the bump at the top, that’s her clit.”

Steve knelt down, putting his hands between my thighs. “Vince, I’m not that dumb.”

I replied for him. “I’ll be the judge of that, less talking, more eating. Vince, clothes off and come here.” And he quickly complied, standing to my right so I could turn my head and, leaning back a bit, take hold of his prick, fortunately the bed was low enough. His prick was rather nice, not too long or thick. I like my comfort and pleasure over novelty. It smelt masculine and clean and he had a generous dollop of pre-cum.

I gently wanked it and licked the nice tasting tip and noticed he didn’t have a foreskin and his balls were in a tight lump, which I stroked. I started to give him a hand and blow job as Steve started to eat me out, rather more competently than Vince. Possibly he had some practice, but has he ever fucked?

I noticed Paul, hovering around looking interested in what the others were doing, which I found strangely erotic. “Er, what can I do?”

Vince seemed to be inspired. Or he may have noticed what was on the screen. “Get behind your s… Opal and play with her tits, possibly kiss her neck and shoulder.” Yes he had seen the guy on the screen. Paul glanced at the screen, then up at Vince and back to the screen and then got on the bed behind me and started to do quite a nice job on my tits, and as my nipples got erect he started to tweak and roll them. It also made it easier to lean back.

Well; with Steve doing a good job on my pussy, even adding three fingers but just stroking in and out; Vince’s nice cock in my mouth, with his hands massaging my hair, and Paul working on my tits and neck, even taking time to wet his fingers so that they were sliding on my nipples – it was not surprising my second orgasm was rising rapidly.

I jacked Vince’s cock faster and faster, my hands slick with saliva, sucking the head, and flicking my tongue all around it whilst I bobbed my head as much as I could. Vince groaned. “Ahhh, ahhh, coming!” He tried to pull out, but I held him by his balls and gulped as he shot his hot cum into my mouth, which I enjoy, taste, texture and warmth. When I did let go, he collapsed on the floor at the foot of the bed.

Steve lifted his head off and I heard him take a deep breath, but he also rotated his hand and brought his thumb to my clit. “Sorry, jaw ache.” But then he seemed to try and grab my vagina, thumb on clit and fingers on my g-spot, as if he was trying to lift me by my vagina, and he then pressed the fingers of his left hand on my mons.

I came hard. “FFFUUUUCCCKKKK!!! FFUUCCKK!! FUCKING FUCK!” And I collapsed, luckily into Paul’s arms, my head flailing around and my mouth met Paul’s and instinctively I started kissing and he returned with fervour and passion, clearly unphased by any taste of Vince in my mouth. His efforts on my tits and nipples increased and amazingly Steve was still caressing my pussy and lapping at my juices that had flooded his hand. He muttered “so good” and I had aftershocks which were muffled by the deep kissing I was doing with Paul.

Gradually, we all settled and Paul and I stopped kissing. “Right,” I said. “Steve, as a reward for that orgasm I’m going ride you silly, so get naked and lie on the other bed.” With that he sprang up and frantically got undressed before pulling off the duvet and lying on Paul’s bed.

A bit shakily, but with Paul’s help, I moved off the spare bed and over to where Steve’s cock was standing proud and I knelt beside him to get a good look as what I would soon be having in my pussy. Possibly thicker than Vince’s with a bulging knob sticking out of his foreskin and dangling balls. I reached for his shaft with my right hand and his balls with my left and he spread his legs to give me more room.

As I wanked his foreskin a big blob of pre-cum appeared, so I lowered my mouth to lick it up and savour his slightly muskier taste. I then slathered his cock in saliva, not that I really needed to get any wetter and wanked him as I felt his balls get a bit tighter, but nothing like Vince’s had been.

Paul had moved around the spare bed and was then beside me reaching round and playing with my tits. “You really like those don’t you bruv?” I felt naughty implying he shouldn’t touch me.

“I’ve wanted to get my hands on them for years sis.”

“Well get your clobber off and it will feel better against my skin as you play with them some more!” And with that he broke off and I heard him undressing as I returned my attention to Steve’s shaft.

I got up and onto the bed, straddling Steve’s legs with his cock in front of my pussy. I actually had taken a bit of time to let my pussy settle down after my orgasm as it felt too sensitive, but now I was ready. I rose up on my knees and with my right hand rubbed his knob up and down between my lips and centred him on the opening of my sex. I shuffled forwards a bit and then slowly lowered myself as I felt his shaft open me up and I shivered in anticipation. I placed my left hand on his chest and I decided to drop hard down in one thrust as I was so wet and turned on. BAM! “Oh so fucking good!”

And Steve groaned. “Ohhh. My. God, I didn’t know a pussy would feel so good!” My first virgin, first of three? I shivered again in delight. I then started to rock backwards and forwards and side to side, stirring my sex with his shaft and sending tingles into my clit and lips. Steve put his hands on my hips and gently encouraged me to rise and fall as well, but he also started to do small thrusts from below. I wasn’t going to last long.

Then I felt someone get on the bed behind me and turning my head it was Paul who had his legs astride Steve’s and he put his hands on my tits. I leant my head back and we started to kiss and he pulled me tighter. Then I felt his cock on the small of my back and I wondered how big it was, as it felt impressive, but I couldn’t get a hand to it. With the extra stimulation I was starting to build another orgasm, or rather ORGASM.

Panting, I broke off the kiss with Paul and became aware that Vince was standing there, cock in hand, watching me fuck Steve and trying, quite successfully, to get it hard again. I took my left hand off Steve’s chest and reached for Vince’s cock and started to wank it and he leaned in started to kiss me. Then Paul hugged me tight, arms crossed, but hands on my tits immobilising me whilst kissing my neck. My sudden stillness prompted Steve to start to thrust from below and Paul even raised me up to lengthen the strokes. Steve also slid his hands off my hips so that he could bring both thumbs to bear on my clit and rubbed them hard and fast.

“OOOHHHH MMYYYIIEEE GGGOOOODDDD!!!! FFFUUUCCCCKKKKKIIIIIINNNNGGGG HHHHEEEEELLLLL!!!!! FUCK! FUCK!!! FUCKING FUCK!!!! AAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!” And I collapsed, or would have, like a rag doll, if it wasn’t for Paul holding on to me.

As I regained some sense of place and time, I could see Steve was panting, Paul was working hard on my breasts whist clamping me to his chest, but my hand had fallen off Vince’s cock, but it was back to a full erection, with a vengeance. Steve increased the pace of his thrusts, groaning. “Gunnah cooommmeeee!” And at the last moment Paul snatched my upwards and Steve’s cock flew free of my confines and Vince shot a stream of spunk up his body till it hit his chest.

I frantically grabbed it and rapidly wanked it to relieve him the sense of loss and kept going, adding my other hand to his balls, until he was spent. I wondered why Paul had done that to his friend, but he whispered to me, away from Vince’s side. ‘I don’t want sloppy seconds’. So even if I had doubted it, I knew he was going to fuck his big sister.

I felt quite drained from my third orgasm of the day. Was it only three, it felt like thirty. Paul lifted me clear of Steve, who looked totally blissed out, gently massaging his spunk and caressing his fallen member, deep in his memory of what he had done.

Paul then laid me flat on the other bed and said. “Want to suck my cock before I bury it in your pussy?”

“Oh, mister confident that I’ll allow that, what would your dad say about you fucking your sister?”

“He would probably want to go first!” That surprised me, but also was erotic.

“Oh really, how do you know?”

“Well last week, when he noticed I was turned on in the showers at that pool with the shared ones. He has said how much he would like to get hold of your tits and ass, just like a younger version of your mum.”

I sat up. “Well, bring it here.” And he did. Longer than Vince and thicker than Steve with a nice texture and bit of an upwards curve. I wonder if it would hit my g-spot in missionary? He must be a grower as the foreskin stopped well clear of the head. He seemed to have big balls that swung around as he moved. I couldn’t help myself as I wrapped my hand around it. “And do you take after your dad?”

“Well, from what I have seen, you would have problems telling us apart in the dark.” Cocky blighter.

I stopped wasting time, and I pulled Paul’s cock closer and stroking it, got it to bead some pre-cum. I stretched out my tongue and licked it off, and another appeared. I tasted it and it was salty sweet, so I took the head in my mouth and swirled my tongue around it and Paul groaned. I slicked up his magnificent shaft and, if he was right, could see what my mum liked about his dad. I now understood some of my mum’s comments about dad and Paul being fit, manly and being able to hit the right spots. “Okay, how do you want me bruv?” So saucy and I could see his friends raised eyebrows.

“How about Doggy, then I can watch your fantastic ass?”

“Oooh, you naughty boy. Or will you be thinking about my mum?”

“That would be telling.” We’re getting good at this naughty banter.

I had recovered enough to roll onto my hands and knees, but I put my knees close to the foot of the bed as I had another idea in mind. Paul gave my right buttock a small smack, eliciting a rock of my hips and I looked back in surprise. “Hey, what’s that for?”

“Hey yourself, where am I supposed to kneel?”

“If you stand, you can get a better movement and it leaves room for Steve to get his blowjob, I wouldn’t want him to miss out.” Nor me on a nice mouthful of spunk!

As Paul got behind me and started to finger my pussy, Steve nearly vaulted to get on the bed, kneeling with his cock lined up with my face Vince said quietly. “Er, am I going to miss out?”

I turned to him. “Come and play with my tits and if e will get you hard after I have blown Steve and then you can have your go when Paul has shot his load.” He smiled and nodded, clearly not worried about seconds.

That got me a second slap from Paul, but I didn’t, couldn’t complain as he started to ease his cock into my pussy causing me to groan in ecstasy. Once he was buried balls deep, he adjusted his position to get the angle just right and, with hands on both my hips, he pulled back and slammed home.

“Woah sis, so nice, so tight, so wet. Fuck this is great.” He then set up a steady rhythm and once going brought his right hand around to work on my clit. I’ll have to find out if he is a virgin, or did he ever fuck Katie? But not now. Anyway I was distracted by Steve’s recently fucked cock in front of me.

I had meant him to be lying down below me and I didn’t want to get spit roasted. “Lie down, I need to be in control.” And he complied, his legs now spread wide to be outside of mine, and me on my elbows so I could hold his cock with one hand. I started to slurp in his semi-flaccid member, the head retracted within his foreskin but that meant I could suck it all in, right to his balls, and even stick my tongue out and lick his scrotum. He tasted of my pussy, with an overtone of man scent. Steve gently ran his fingers through my hair.

I reached out my right hand and Vince took the hint and got his cock where I could hold it. With that he moved closer and used right hand to stroke my tits and, when they grew, tweak my nipples as they swayed as a result of Paul’s thrusting from behind. Vince used his left hand to caress my back from the dimple of my rear cleavage right up to my neck and he even managed to kiss my shoulder and even nibble it.

The effect of the three men doing their best to pleasure me, whilst getting pleasure in return was mind blowing. I lifted my mouth off Steve’s cock, I had long ago ceased to be able to take it all in, and gasped. “Spank me!” And took Steve back in my mouth. There was a delay and then I got slapped on both buttocks, slap-slap, by Vince and Paul. I lifted off again. “Harder.” This time there was a single smack from Paul, but strangely Vince slapped my shoulder but immediately brought his mouth to first kiss and then bite my shoulder. I squeezed my pelvic floor to tell Paul he had got it right and Vince’s cock to do the same thing.

Then Vince grabbed my right breast and used his finger and thumb to pull and tweak the nipple, just as Paul pinched my clit. I raised my head. “FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!! GUYS JUSTTTTT FFFUUUUCCCKKK!!!!!” And I felt my body spasm and a warmth trickled down my thighs.

Paul moaned. “Crikey sis, you got so wet and so tight!”

“JUST. KEEP. GOING!!!!” I SCREAMED!

Paul upped the pace of his fucking and I could feel the shudders as his hips struck my buttocks. Vince grabbed my other tit and squeezed and pinched. Steve started to thrust his cock into my mouth as far as he could go. Paul spanked me again, a one two on each buttock. Vince smacked, bit and kissed my shoulder. These all happened at once and I CAME!

“AAAAhhhh!!! AaaHHHggghhhHHH!!!! FFFfffffuuuuu!!!! AAGGAAHHHHAAAA!!!! Aah!! Aah!! Aah!! Aah!! Aah!! Oooohhh!!.” I couldn’t form any words.

I spasmed and Paul thrust home. “OHH MMYY GGOODDD!! “And I felt him pulse within me releasing his cum in my pussy, flooding me with his spunk!”

Then I had to try to swallow Steve’s eruption into my mouth, nearly making me choke and I had to let some drain down onto his balls, but then I tried to suck it up again.

Not surprisingly, when Paul let go of my hips so as he fell to the floor, I collapsed lying on Steve’s cum smeared body, and then rolled off him, but nearly went off the edge of the bed, but Vince saved me.

Steve extracted himself and hobbled off to the bathroom whilst Vince got me to the middle of the bed. I was so out of it I hardly realised it when he started to lie on me but he had the sense to ask. “Are you OK for me to fuck you now?”

“Give me a moment to recover, please.” And with that he laid to my side and gently began to stroke my body and then leant over and started to kiss my breasts and lick my, rather tender, nipples. He’s doing the right things, just a pity I’m so shagged out, but I’ll take pity on him. “OK come on then.” And with that I opened my legs and let him enter me missionary style.

His cock entering my well fucked pussy felt nice, but I could also feel the excess in my vagina get forced out and run down and across my ass as he slowly started to fuck me. He kept kissing my face and even occasionally my tits.

After a while I had the strength the raise my legs and wrap them around him and his pace increased until he was thundering in and out. Not ideal for his first time. But I just didn’t have the energy to tighten my pussy and I was so sloppy he clearly wasn’t getting the stimulation he needed, and he suddenly stopped, unfulfilled.

What can I do for the poor guy? I stroked his hair. “Want to fuck my tits, you should be lubed enough.”

He looked into my eyes and smiled. “Yes please!” And with that he pulled out of me and I immediately missed having a cock in my pussy. He straddled my chest and together we got his cock in my cleavage, and he held my tits around his shaft as he started to stroke in and out. I have never done this before, but I am going to do it again. His thumbs were flicking my nipples and I could feel his balls dragging up and down on my chest. His speed increased and as things dried out the friction built, along with the sensation on my breasts.

To my surprise I wrapped my arms around his thighs and started to flick my clit and work fingers inside my pussy, building another orgasm. I just needed a trigger and then Vince came, spraying his spunk up my neck and under my chin and that did it. “FUUUCCKK! Fuck! Ahhh, Ohhh, Yeessss!”

I don’t know why, but I looked to my left and saw Paul’s bedside clock 16:17.

“Fuck!” I went into crisis mode. “I need to get the dinner on! Get off me, I need a shower!” Vince vaulted off me. I looked at the state of the room and the cum splattered sheets and the accompanying smell of sex and lager. I noticed Paul and Steve had semi-erections, but they collapsed at my tone.

“You lot, get cleaned up after me and help Paul change the beds and I’ll put some laundry on. Paul get the video machine downstairs and get my tape out! And open the windows! It smells like a brothel in here!” Not that I had ever been in one, but you can imagine. And I rushed out to get cleaned up. So much for post coital release.

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I got tea done in time and hopefully our parents were none the wiser, though they did seem to look at me a bit strangely and the sheets on the washing line.

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For those who like closure.

We heard that Rob had clipped another car and got into an argument with the other driver. The police got called and he got breathalysed and lost his driving licence for a time. I never found out if he heard about what happened after he had left, but that would probably have upset him more than his licence.

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I fucked with Paul, Vince and Steve most days for most of the summer but, generally, just one a day and never all three and never as rough. My excuse was that I was training them to be great lovers, but to my immediate benefit. I pride myself in my work that though for my benefit as, to my loss, they all got girlfriends at University that they wanted to be faithful to, though I convinced Paul that a little bit of oral sex wasn’t, exactly, cheating – more a revision course.

Whilst our parents were away for a week we pushed his beds together and slept together, in both senses, using our parents king-size duvet. It was nice to wake up next to a warm body and have some pre-breakfast nookie, though nature limited that a bit towards the end of the week.

Another week, Paul and his mates were off on a package tour, Club 18-30, which was all inclusive food and drink (and as much sex as you could get, though I convinced them to use condoms as you never know what the other guys might be packing).

As a resort, I had to resort to my vibrator, but on the third day the batteries went flat, mid duty! So I went into our parents room to see if my mum had any. She did, but I also noticed a photo album, of Polaroid instant photos. The first one showed mum and dad from the knee up, naked, her facing, him side on showing his erection, Fair enough, but who took it? The next one had mum with two different men, one either side and nicely erect. And so it went on, generally either one or two men, of various nationalities and cock size. But the last was a close up of her smiling cum splattered face with five cocks around it, including brown and black, the nearest clearly being dad’s as I am sure it wasn’t Paul’s. I carefully put the album back, but not after I had come heavily, with fresh batteries, flicking through the photos and imagining the stories that went with them.

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Oh, and in the final year I met a PhD student who floated my boat and was genuinely interested in my career. He was studying ‘Early failure of high alumina cement’ and was clearly going somewhere in his profession. Despite, or possibly because of, my sexual escapades, we have been totally loyal as we never need to get excitement elsewhere.

Yours Opal.

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