I was ordered to pour the champagne and the girls told me that dinner needed to simmer for a while. We should wait in the living room, and I should remove my boxers.
They directed me to the center of the couch and I sat. Liz pulled her top off and knelt between my legs while Joie striped off her shorts. She was sans panty and her naked vulva seemed to shine.
Liz cupped her breasts and leaned forward so she could rub my cock between them. I really like it when she does that. Joie climbed onto the couch and straddled my face. She pulled her lips apart and nestled her open pussy onto my mouth.
I immediately stabbed her vagina with my tongue, savoring her aroma and taste. She sensed my eagerness and pulled her lips further apart, pushing her vagina further onto my probing tongue. God, I loved to eat her pussy. For that matter, I loved to eat all their pussies.
I felt Liz remove her breasts and then a mouth engulfed my cock. I didn’t know whose it was, but, as always, it felt great. They all felt great. After a moment I recognized Jill’s technique, she sometimes uses her teeth, ever so lightly. Jill stroked the length of my penis in and out of her very talented mouth and I groaned my pleasure into Joie’s pussy.
They started what I can only describe as a ‘tag-team’ rotation on me. After a few minutes of Joie on my face and Jill on my cock, they changed positions. Jill moved to my face and Liz took her place on my cock.
Then Jill moved away to be replaced my Liz and Joie moved between my legs to suck me.
As good as it felt, the best part was the girls spreading their lips as they stood in front of my face. They would always hover above me for a moment showing me the wet, pink, openings of their vaginas before squatting down the distance it took to cover my mouth with their sex. I love their pussies, and they know it. They always give me full and complete access to their charms whenever we are together. At teasing times, like tonight, when I’m not allowed to touch, they always compensate by spreading wide and allowing me to ogle their sexy pussies. Heaven may be as good, but it couldn’t be much better than this.
I stood it for two full rotations and then begged for a break after Liz’s second ride on my tongue. When they complained, I threatened to cum if they kept it up. That put a damper on their teasing.
“He’s right, you know,” said Joie, “we want him full, but this probably is asking a little too much.”
Actually, I wanted more of them, “If you promise not to suck on me, or jack me too hard, I’ll eat you all to orgasm in the sixty-nine position.”
Liz, who happened to be the closest to me, leaned down and kissed me, “That’s why we love you, Phil, always so considerate.”
She then turned to the others, grinning, and said, “I’m first.”
“No way you’re first, you multi-orgasmic Jezebel,” cried Jill. “You’ll monopolize him for the rest of the night. You could cum a hundred times, you with your little climaxes, and claim he still hadn’t gotten you off. No way you’re going first. You go last. After we’ve gotten off, you can use him till it’s time to eat.”
Liz, to her credit, thought it over and then said, “Oh, OK. But dinner better not be till after at least a dozen!”
I had exactly one throw pillow to my name, and Joie tossed it on the carpet in the middle of the room. “Jill?”
Jill responded, “No, this is your night. You can have the honors.”
I lay with my head on the pillow and my sister knelt over my face. She knew how this worked best and she quickly took up her position, laying her body on mine, her legs splayed wide, allowing me easy access to her now completely drenched pussy.
She rested her head on my thigh and took my cock in her hand, squeezing it gently. Joie helped adjust the pillow so my head was tilted up and my mouth was at the opening of my sister’s vagina.
Joie was extremely excited. Her lips were swollen and her clit was erect, protruding just slightly between her labia at the top of her pussy. I licked the full length of her sex.
“Oh, you knoooow what I like.” The Big Bopper couldn’t have said it better.
No preliminaries now. I attacked her sex like a man possessed. I licked her slit repeatedly, pushing my tongue as far into her as I could. She responded by spreading her legs even wider and pushing back against my mouth.
I tucked my chin so I could reach her clit and sucked it first between my lips, and then into my mouth, flicking it with the tip of my tongue.
“Ummmmm. Oh, my dear brother, you know how to please me.”
I sucked her sensitive bud further into my mouth and started to lick it. It only took a minute. Joie started to stiffen, but kept her legs apart. She pushed back hard against me and I put more pressure against her clit.
“Ahhhhhhh, God, YES! Oh! Oh! Oh!”
She went ridged for a few seconds then pushed her body up with her arms and pulled away from me.
“No, more! No, more! I can’t stand any more.”
She was kneeling over me, her knees spread wide. Her labia was also spread wide and I could see her vagina contracting. She was still climaxing as she knelt there. This was a new high for her, I far as I knew.
After a minute, Joie lowered her shoulders to the carpet, her body between my legs. She reached back and slipped two fingers into her vagina, stroking them in and out a few times. Then she pulled them out and leaning back a little, holding them close to my mouth. She was looking between her legs and she smiled at me.
“Want to taste how good I feel?”
Questions like those don’t need answers. I raised my head and sucked her fingers into my mouth. She tasted absolutely delightful.
From my side Liz said in a soft voice, “You two never cease to amaze me. That was wonderful. I had three orgasms of my own while I was watching.
I looked over at her and believed her. She was licking her own juices off her fingers.
I heard Jill, “Dinner is ready, as if anything we could feed you could taste as good as your sister’s pussy.”
Still on my back, I looked back and asked, “What about you and Liz?’
“We’ll get our turn later, don’t worry.”
I pulled on my boxers and the girls climbed back into their panties. They left their shirts off and treated me to a view of six of the most beautiful breasts in the world. No kidding.
The meal was delicious and we gorged ourselves on the shrimp.
When the dishes were piled in the sink, we all took our glasses into the living room to relax a bit.
Jill started, “So, tell us Phil, are your balls full, or do you need some more attention?” She pulled the crotch of her panty aside and slipped her middle finger between her labia.
Liz giggled, “Lots of cum Phil, we’re going to need lots of cum tonight.” Liz was hefting her breasts as she spoke, rubbing them together and kissing her own nipples.
Joie came to my rescue, “I think my dear, sweet, brother will do just fine.”
Then to me, “You do have as much as you had for the party, don’t you? That first time, when you shot all over these two, and Pam.”
She shuddered, “God, that got me hot. That was the first time I ever saw a man ejaculate, let alone hose down three women. Baby, I was so proud of you.”
She was remembering, “When I finally convinced Liz and Jill to do you that night, I didn’t know how much endurance you had. I was just hoping you could maintain.”
She came over and sat on my lap. “But brother, you did me proud. Not only did you cum like a horse, you ate pussy better than most of the women I know, excuse me, knew. God, remember Liz’s thirty-five. That was over the top. But best of all is that it started us on the road to tonight.
“Tell me brother, are you ready to fuck your little sister?”
Before I could answer she giggled and added, “Don’t bother to answer, I can feel you cock trying to break through my panties.
“Ladies, let us repair to the bedroom.”
To me, “Baby, you can freshen up in the guest bath. We’ll call you when we’re ready. It won’t be long.”
They rose and left. I sat for a moment and then made my way to the second bathroom. I cleaned up and returned to the living room, sat and sipped some wine.
I heard giggling and laughter a couple of times through the closed door of the bedroom but otherwise it was quiet. I put a CD into the player and listened to Abba, Gold. As I turned to sit I noticed a chair missing from the dinning room. “What are they up to?’
Part III – Fulfillment
After almost twenty minutes Liz softly said, “We’re ready, Phil, you can come in now.
I entered the bedroom, which was now bathed in candlelight. The bed spread was gone and Joie was lying on her side facing me, her head resting in her hand. The mattress was covered with a burgundy sheet. I thought, ‘I didn’t have any burgundy sheets,’ then my mind refocused on the moment.
Joie was wearing a white bustier that had a cutout bra. Her breasts looked so delicious. The garters of the bustier held up white stockings with sexy, lacy tops. White high-heeled pumps were on her feet. She was not wearing panties. Against the burgundy sheet, with her blonde hair, fair skin, and wearing the white lingerie, my sister looked like a goddess.
Liz took my arm and escorted me to the missing dinning room chair, now located at the foot of the bed.
She was wearing a baby-blue chemise with a low, scooping neckline. The material concealed nothing. Her legs were encased in blue stockings and her pumps were also blue. Her long brunette hair flowed down her back. In an earlier time, it would have been Liz who launched the thousand ships.
Jill was dressed identically, but her color was green, which looked strikingly beautiful, coupled with her auburn hair and milky white skin. She was an angel.
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