My name is Austin, a 21-year-old university student from San Francisco, but we had to move to the outskirts of Sacramento. I live with my mom and two sisters who are 18 years old. My father died in a car accident when I was 10 years old and since then we've been alone and had economic problems throughout the years; that's why I'm at a local community college.
I look more like my mother than my father, I'm 180cm tall and weigh 94kg. I'm not very muscular but I have a high level of physical fitness. I have my father's brown hair and am blessed with a large penis, around 19 cm. I tend to wear T-shirts, tight jeans (which show my ass, probably my best feature) and sports shoes.
My sisters, Carrie and April, both have long, wavy blonde hair like mom, and like mom, clear blue eyes; however, Carrie is approximately 185cm tall and April has the same height as me. Both have been blessed with large breasts, around 36D. Their skin tone is darker than mine, I'm not exactly pale, just lightly bronzed. Their skin glows with that California sun-kissed color. Both are in great shape and seem to spend a lot of time at the gym; both are the perfect fantasy for the neighbor.
Carrie tends to wear more provocative clothing, such as sleeveless T-shirts and short pants that show her round ass and long, smooth legs. On the other hand, April has a preppy look, often wearing short skirts and lightweight blouses. April usually wears high heels most of the time to try to accentuate her well-formed legs.
As we grew up, we were very close as a family and still are today, easily able to trust each other. Mom taught us this valuable skill; however, Carrie and April have always been much more... close to each other that with me, partly due to our age difference and the fact that they are twins.
Carrie and April always mocked me during our childhood and even into adulthood. They often said I was their little older brother because of my small stature compared to them. Even Mom has made some jokes about it. The latest one was that she'd see me as a girl without my beard and longer hair.
When I had my first important girlfriend, this would often be an opportunity for them to mock me. My girlfriend, Sara, was a bit taller than me, had flat breasts but had a great ass and was fucked like an animal. Carrie always said she looked more like a man than I did. Unfortunately, it didn't work out. She went to New York University and I couldn't afford the luxury of traveling that distance. Sara and I see each other when she's on vacation or visiting; we have a mutual benefit agreement where I fuck her all night.
During vacations, I do everything possible to support Mom. Often I'd accept crappy jobs like stacking shelves or serving in restaurants, anything to help pay the bills and also dedicate my hand to any necessary work around the house. We don't live in an amazing house; but we're lucky to have a pool and four rooms, the twins share a room, so we have a guest room if the family decides to stay for Christmas.
So now that you've heard my background story, here's where things start getting interesting.
It was summer vacation; I was working at a luxury restaurant. A place where rich people would eat to impress their friends. A place where people would look down on you like you were gum stuck to their shoe. I had just finished an exhausting 8-hour shift, received a crappy salary and tips, and returned home exhausted at midnight. I arrived home, expecting everything to be silent, waiting for everyone to be asleep. I entered my room silently, trying not to disturb anyone. While climbing the stairs, I could hear a faint moaning and some giggles from above. I realized it was coming from the twins' room and saw that the door had been left slightly open. When I reached the top of the stairs, I could hear voices.
AAAHHH, screw Carrie! Keep fucking me! Shit, shit, shit, you know I like it this way!
Stop moaning so loudly, Mom and Austin will hear us!
I can't help it when you're fucking me so well!
Something in my head told me to leave, but my body felt the need to investigate further. I pushed the door slowly and silently and found myself in a scene I would never forget. Carrie was wearing a black strap-on and had April's ass up to her balls, like a dog. There were numerous toys on the floor, including vibrators and anal plugs. Carrie also had an anal plug.
Mom had always encouraged our sexuality. She never had problems with having sexual toys at home, often suggesting what we could get to make it easier. For my 18th birthday, Mom bought me a Nicole Aniston Fleshlight, I still don't know how Mom knew it was my favorite porn star. It had satisfied me on many solo nights, but it wasn't as good as the real thing.
The twins were obviously taking sexual freedom to the next level, not just that, but exploring their sexuality, which Mom didn't want them to do with each other.
Carrie was really doing it now, abusing April's small hole. This absurd scene was causing my body to react. My penis was growing bigger and pushing against my pants. I moved my hand towards my pants and gave my cock some attention. that I longed for. I couldn't believe what I was doing, it was the hottest thing I had ever seen in my life and I was starting to do it.
“Let Carrie go, pet my pussy! I need to come so much!”
“Does my little anal foxy sister need to be touched? Does she need her pussy to come?
Please, Carrie, I need to come! Let me come!
Say you're a slut anal who needs your sister's cock to come!
I'm a slut anal who needs my sister
At that moment, Carrie put her fingers on April's pussy and ripped her life out. April began to squirt and let out the biggest moan she had ever heard. Both collapsed onto the bed in postorgasmic happiness.
In this precise moment, I let out a silent moan; but not silently enough, both heard it and saw me at the door stroking my cock.
What the hell are you doing, pervert?! Carrie whispered loudly.
I'm sorry! I said, running to my room and closing the door.
Being caught had ruined any imminent orgasm, and possibly could erase one now due to the shame of what I had witnessed.
The next morning, I went down to breakfast. The twins were already there, I thought they might have said something about what I had witnessed, but nothing passed. We had waffles that Mom had made and a little orange juice, the four of us talked about what was on TV tonight. Then, the twins helped Mom wash up and I went to work.
It was so normal that on my way to work I thought maybe it was all just a dream, just a perverted hormonal dream. It had been two months since the last time I had sex and the twins really had become sexy women over the past year. I couldn't help it, after all, I'm a boy.
However, those Fears that it hadn't been a dream were confirmed soon when I arrived home that same afternoon.
April was wearing her registered brand preppy clothes. She had on a short tartan red plaid skirt, a dark blue blouse, and clearly wasn't wearing a finished bra with blue wedge heels and disheveled hair as if she had just fuck well.
Carrie had a short white and black top; defiantly it was several sizes too small and strained to keep her breasts inside, her nipples were also sticking out. This was combined with short denim pants, so short that they almost covered her buttocks. Her look was topped off with brown leather boots that ended at the knee. Her hair, unlike April's, was clean and smoothed.
The girls were sitting on bar stools chatting with Mom while she prepared dinner. I sat down at the dining table, trying to read a book for university when it starts in the fall. Every time I lifted my eyes from the book, April's legs seemed to open up a little more. Finally, her legs were wide enough for me to see her pussy. Her pussy was well-groomed and had fleshy lips, it was noticeable that she was horny as her lips shone slightly.
Mom? Can we get a slut?PussyAh, I think it would be very fun to play with him and pet him. April said in a really sensual tone.
Before she said this, I was trying to steal quick glances but obviously I had been caught in the process, she was totally on top of me and teasing me.
I don't know about bees; they can be expensive to buy and care for. Mom said with quite sadness.
Please, mom, could we get a slut?Pussy ofrescue. We promise to play with him every day and caress him every day. Said Carrie quite playful, and lifting the top exposing her large round tits.
I didn't hear mom's response. My mouth fell to the floor, I couldn't believe what I was seeing. April started caressing Carrie's large breasts, and Carrie returned the favor by rubbing April's pussy. My cock was now pressing against my pants.
April, can you get me a tomato from the fridge? Mom said without turning around to see her daughters teasing me.
April got off the stool and headed for the refrigerator, shaking her ass in the process. When she bent over, she made sure her skirt passed over her butt. I could see an anal plug up there while moving her butt a little. I was about to explode. I had to go upstairs and deal with the situation. When I stood up, Carrie noticed the bulge in my pants. She articulated Damn pervert. Did our teasing make you hard?
I ran up the stairs and entered my room, taking off my pants as I received a message on my phone. It was photos of Carrie and April playing with themselves and inserting anal plugs. I grabbed my cock and jerked off as hard as I ever had in my life. The semen went everywhere, it was the strongest orgasm I'd ever had. Another message arrived on my phone.
I hope you enjoyed them. I love Carrie and April.I took a shower to clean up the mess I had made, those images never left my mind while I was showering. I had to fight against my massive erection despite just having come.
An hour later, dinner was ready, mom had made spaghetti meatballs. I realized that what would normally be a relaxed family dinner was going to be the opposite. I sat next to April thinking this would be the safest option.
Mom involved us all in a conversation, always wanting to know how my day was. How was work today Austin?
Just another crappy day and idiot clients who never tip. Mom relaxed with us using profanity, always saying that if she catches me using bad words, I shouldn't...
At least you're supporting me, darling. What did the girls do?
We just went shopping for clothes and got a coffee, said Carrie giving April a small wink.
Mom, these meatballs are really good, they're very juicy. April smiled slightly when saying this. I realized that there could be some insinuation directed at me.
'April loves juicy balls of meat!' exclaimed Carrie, mom wasn't impressed and gave her a death stare.
'Yes, mom, I like them...' meatballsJuicy.I like licking them like salsa. April then proceeded to play with the meatball, while simultaneously putting her hand in my pants and massaging my balls.
Thought I had bought them better! said Mom with fake horror.
Then Carrie started playing with my feet with me, or rather she started teasing me and I didn't know what to do. With the girls teasing me, my cock soon began to stiffen against my pants; I needed a release, but this wasn't the moment or place.
April moved her hand from my balls and began to softly caress my shaft through my pants. This was pure agony, my face contorted with pleasure and teasing, even Mom had noticed it at that moment.
Is everything okay, sweetie?
Yes, everything is fine, Mom. I managed to get up while the girls were laughing.
Are you sure? You look very restless.
Just a little uncomfortable in the chair, Mom, which was a blatant lie.
It's okay, then if everyone finished with dinner, I'll take dessert.
When Mom got up from the table, April grabbed my cock firmly and started masturbating me. If I wasn't close to coming before, I was now. April was slowly masturbating me with occasional strong pulls. I could see that Carrie was immensely curious and gave us both a malicious smile.
Carrie whispered to April so Mom couldn't hear it Is it big?
God-damn enormous whispered April with a smile.
At that moment, Carrie approached and felt my pulsating shaft. She gasped in shock, I think she should take it as a compliment. Then she whispered to me in a sensual tone You're not allowed to come yet, older brother. Almost exploded because of that.
Carrie sat down just when Mom returned with tiramisu and April stopped caressing me. Both girls, however, made sure I stayed hard like shit. Mom, Carrie, and April continued the conversation, I think That was a TV show I didn't care about, but it was already hard to follow the conversation with what the twins were doing to me. Just when we were finishing dessert, Carrie winked at April, and her hand grabbed my cock firmly, shaking it as hard and fast as she could. I managed to last for 30 seconds before coming with force in my boxers and April's hand. My orgasm was so powerful that I had to bite my lip and was surprised not to have made it bleed.
April continued playing with my softened penis, my balls completely spent, and Mom began cleaning the table, completely unaware of what had just happened. When Mom left, April removed her hand from my pants and licked the sticky semen off her fingers and hand. Then she put her hand back in and got some more semen, this time offering it to Carrie. Carrie cleaned April's hand like a porn star and made sure to suck and lick every last drop. If I hadn't come, I would have been hard as a rock again.
'That dessert was delicious, especially that hot and sticky semen!' April said to Carrie with a sensual voice.
'Of course, it was her sister. I'd say it's the best dessert of my life. Austin, you can clean up now.' Carrie had noticed the wet stain on my pants.
I felt satisfied and embarrassed at the same time, the girls laughing below me. I was satisfied to have come again, but embarrassed to know that I wanted more and would continue. Soon I received a response when a message arrived on my phone.
'There's more to come,' little 'older brother.'
There was a photo underneath, us making faces and showing our tits.
I was happy to know that there would be more, but feared what they would do next.
I woke up the next morning and found two pairs of panties at the foot of my bed, one pink and one blue. They were a bit wet, I suppose from the excitement of teasing me last night. I picked up the roses first because they were closer to my hand. I liked them well, and a true almond-scented smell hit me, the only comparison I could make was with Sara; my ex-girlfriend. Her defiant pussy wasn't as almond-scented as the pussy that had produced this divine smell. The second pair was more subtle, like an old whiskey. If those aromas could be restrained, men and women would be delirious all over the world.
Once I finished sniffing, I decided to hide them. I had to be in a place where Mom wouldn't find them. Although liberal Mom would kill me if she found my sisters' panties in my room. The best place was a loose board under the bed; when I was a kid, I used to hide sweets and chocolate there.
Then I showered and got dressed for work, then went down to breakfast. Carrie and April were already eating cereal, both of them were wearing pajamas. Carrie had black pants with white dots, her top was white with a black bird printed on it. Her top was several sizes smaller, which I'm sure was for my benefit. Clearly showing the contour of her enormous tits. April's pajamas were a matching set, they were pink with white moons, again her blouse was several sizes smaller. However, I could see her nipples poking out a bit more than Carrie's.
I grabbed some cereal and saw that Mom had left a note saying: I'm going to work early for an important meeting. You won't be home until late, dinner is in the freezer for your supper. Love you, Mom. OXOXOX.
That probably explained why the girls were wearing such tight pajamas. Occasionally I would give them looks when I thought they weren't looking. Their smiles betrayed that they knew exactly what I was doing.
We had a conversation about what we were doing today. April said she was going to find places to be voluntary at the summer camp, and Carrie said that Mom asked her to clean the house. I finished my cereal and the girls cleared the table, making sure to move their butts to give me a good look and relieve me more, my cock had been half-hard during most of breakfast. Then I went to work. When I arrived at work, I remembered sending Carrie a text message. By the way, April's panties are in my room, under a table on the floor under the bed. If you need them for laundry. By the way, they were a pleasant surprise. Almost deleted the last part of the message, but decided to send it anyway. A few minutes later I received my response. 'No problem brother. I bet you'll smell like the dirty pervert you are! Don't want them back yet, you haven't finished with them yet.' I wondered what she had planned, but had to start working and that meant my cell had to be locked with a key; my bastard boss hated having our cells on. Work was crap and boring as always, the same routine every time, with the same idiot clients who never give a good tip. However, there was once a good client today, a complete MILF, long brunette hair and small happy breasts, I'd say she's in her forties. She was celebrating with her friends her divorce, which I can only assume as an idiot husband. I kept the drinks flowing at her table and got a great tip for my efforts, a quick glance at her breasts, and she slipped me her number with the $30 tip. During my lunch break, I checked my cell to see if I had any messages. Had one from April, telling me she got a job at a summer camp. Disappointed that there were no photos of any of them. Towards the end of my shift, Mom came with her colleagues and boss for a meeting with a new client they expected to steal from his rivals. Mom's boss was a complete idiot, snapping his fingers when he wanted something. All the waiters spit out their drinks every time he comes in because he never leaves a tip. Mom had an apologetic look in her eyes for the way she was behaving. I'm lucky not to be a girl because he always gives them a slap on the butt; to save them from this idiot, I waited at his table. His meeting prolonged so much that I had to stay two hours more, but I got lucky and received a small $10 tip from one of Mom's colleagues. However, I was a bit upset because it was a table of 15 and they spent over $400.
When I finally got home, all I wanted to do was eat and watch some TV. Luckily, the girls were upstairs and probably God knows what they're doing with each other. They had left me a note saying that dinner is in the oven and to send them a text when I go to bed.
Mom sent me a text saying she'd be late getting home tonight. She apologized for her bosses' behavior and told me not to stay up too late this night.
I ate the leftover macaroni with cheese from the oven and relaxed on the sofa watching Friends reruns. After seeing some episodes, I went to my room and, as requested, sent a text message to the girls.For more erotic tales visit:https://mr-taboo.com/
I look more like my mother than my father, I'm 180cm tall and weigh 94kg. I'm not very muscular but I have a high level of physical fitness. I have my father's brown hair and am blessed with a large penis, around 19 cm. I tend to wear T-shirts, tight jeans (which show my ass, probably my best feature) and sports shoes.
My sisters, Carrie and April, both have long, wavy blonde hair like mom, and like mom, clear blue eyes; however, Carrie is approximately 185cm tall and April has the same height as me. Both have been blessed with large breasts, around 36D. Their skin tone is darker than mine, I'm not exactly pale, just lightly bronzed. Their skin glows with that California sun-kissed color. Both are in great shape and seem to spend a lot of time at the gym; both are the perfect fantasy for the neighbor.
Carrie tends to wear more provocative clothing, such as sleeveless T-shirts and short pants that show her round ass and long, smooth legs. On the other hand, April has a preppy look, often wearing short skirts and lightweight blouses. April usually wears high heels most of the time to try to accentuate her well-formed legs.
As we grew up, we were very close as a family and still are today, easily able to trust each other. Mom taught us this valuable skill; however, Carrie and April have always been much more... close to each other that with me, partly due to our age difference and the fact that they are twins.
Carrie and April always mocked me during our childhood and even into adulthood. They often said I was their little older brother because of my small stature compared to them. Even Mom has made some jokes about it. The latest one was that she'd see me as a girl without my beard and longer hair.
When I had my first important girlfriend, this would often be an opportunity for them to mock me. My girlfriend, Sara, was a bit taller than me, had flat breasts but had a great ass and was fucked like an animal. Carrie always said she looked more like a man than I did. Unfortunately, it didn't work out. She went to New York University and I couldn't afford the luxury of traveling that distance. Sara and I see each other when she's on vacation or visiting; we have a mutual benefit agreement where I fuck her all night.
During vacations, I do everything possible to support Mom. Often I'd accept crappy jobs like stacking shelves or serving in restaurants, anything to help pay the bills and also dedicate my hand to any necessary work around the house. We don't live in an amazing house; but we're lucky to have a pool and four rooms, the twins share a room, so we have a guest room if the family decides to stay for Christmas.
So now that you've heard my background story, here's where things start getting interesting.
It was summer vacation; I was working at a luxury restaurant. A place where rich people would eat to impress their friends. A place where people would look down on you like you were gum stuck to their shoe. I had just finished an exhausting 8-hour shift, received a crappy salary and tips, and returned home exhausted at midnight. I arrived home, expecting everything to be silent, waiting for everyone to be asleep. I entered my room silently, trying not to disturb anyone. While climbing the stairs, I could hear a faint moaning and some giggles from above. I realized it was coming from the twins' room and saw that the door had been left slightly open. When I reached the top of the stairs, I could hear voices.
AAAHHH, screw Carrie! Keep fucking me! Shit, shit, shit, you know I like it this way!
Stop moaning so loudly, Mom and Austin will hear us!
I can't help it when you're fucking me so well!
Something in my head told me to leave, but my body felt the need to investigate further. I pushed the door slowly and silently and found myself in a scene I would never forget. Carrie was wearing a black strap-on and had April's ass up to her balls, like a dog. There were numerous toys on the floor, including vibrators and anal plugs. Carrie also had an anal plug.
Mom had always encouraged our sexuality. She never had problems with having sexual toys at home, often suggesting what we could get to make it easier. For my 18th birthday, Mom bought me a Nicole Aniston Fleshlight, I still don't know how Mom knew it was my favorite porn star. It had satisfied me on many solo nights, but it wasn't as good as the real thing.
The twins were obviously taking sexual freedom to the next level, not just that, but exploring their sexuality, which Mom didn't want them to do with each other.
Carrie was really doing it now, abusing April's small hole. This absurd scene was causing my body to react. My penis was growing bigger and pushing against my pants. I moved my hand towards my pants and gave my cock some attention. that I longed for. I couldn't believe what I was doing, it was the hottest thing I had ever seen in my life and I was starting to do it.
“Let Carrie go, pet my pussy! I need to come so much!”
“Does my little anal foxy sister need to be touched? Does she need her pussy to come?
Please, Carrie, I need to come! Let me come!
Say you're a slut anal who needs your sister's cock to come!
I'm a slut anal who needs my sister
At that moment, Carrie put her fingers on April's pussy and ripped her life out. April began to squirt and let out the biggest moan she had ever heard. Both collapsed onto the bed in postorgasmic happiness.
In this precise moment, I let out a silent moan; but not silently enough, both heard it and saw me at the door stroking my cock.
What the hell are you doing, pervert?! Carrie whispered loudly.
I'm sorry! I said, running to my room and closing the door.
Being caught had ruined any imminent orgasm, and possibly could erase one now due to the shame of what I had witnessed.
The next morning, I went down to breakfast. The twins were already there, I thought they might have said something about what I had witnessed, but nothing passed. We had waffles that Mom had made and a little orange juice, the four of us talked about what was on TV tonight. Then, the twins helped Mom wash up and I went to work.
It was so normal that on my way to work I thought maybe it was all just a dream, just a perverted hormonal dream. It had been two months since the last time I had sex and the twins really had become sexy women over the past year. I couldn't help it, after all, I'm a boy.
However, those Fears that it hadn't been a dream were confirmed soon when I arrived home that same afternoon.
April was wearing her registered brand preppy clothes. She had on a short tartan red plaid skirt, a dark blue blouse, and clearly wasn't wearing a finished bra with blue wedge heels and disheveled hair as if she had just fuck well.
Carrie had a short white and black top; defiantly it was several sizes too small and strained to keep her breasts inside, her nipples were also sticking out. This was combined with short denim pants, so short that they almost covered her buttocks. Her look was topped off with brown leather boots that ended at the knee. Her hair, unlike April's, was clean and smoothed.
The girls were sitting on bar stools chatting with Mom while she prepared dinner. I sat down at the dining table, trying to read a book for university when it starts in the fall. Every time I lifted my eyes from the book, April's legs seemed to open up a little more. Finally, her legs were wide enough for me to see her pussy. Her pussy was well-groomed and had fleshy lips, it was noticeable that she was horny as her lips shone slightly.
Mom? Can we get a slut?PussyAh, I think it would be very fun to play with him and pet him. April said in a really sensual tone.
Before she said this, I was trying to steal quick glances but obviously I had been caught in the process, she was totally on top of me and teasing me.
I don't know about bees; they can be expensive to buy and care for. Mom said with quite sadness.
Please, mom, could we get a slut?Pussy ofrescue. We promise to play with him every day and caress him every day. Said Carrie quite playful, and lifting the top exposing her large round tits.
I didn't hear mom's response. My mouth fell to the floor, I couldn't believe what I was seeing. April started caressing Carrie's large breasts, and Carrie returned the favor by rubbing April's pussy. My cock was now pressing against my pants.
April, can you get me a tomato from the fridge? Mom said without turning around to see her daughters teasing me.
April got off the stool and headed for the refrigerator, shaking her ass in the process. When she bent over, she made sure her skirt passed over her butt. I could see an anal plug up there while moving her butt a little. I was about to explode. I had to go upstairs and deal with the situation. When I stood up, Carrie noticed the bulge in my pants. She articulated Damn pervert. Did our teasing make you hard?
I ran up the stairs and entered my room, taking off my pants as I received a message on my phone. It was photos of Carrie and April playing with themselves and inserting anal plugs. I grabbed my cock and jerked off as hard as I ever had in my life. The semen went everywhere, it was the strongest orgasm I'd ever had. Another message arrived on my phone.
I hope you enjoyed them. I love Carrie and April.I took a shower to clean up the mess I had made, those images never left my mind while I was showering. I had to fight against my massive erection despite just having come.
An hour later, dinner was ready, mom had made spaghetti meatballs. I realized that what would normally be a relaxed family dinner was going to be the opposite. I sat next to April thinking this would be the safest option.
Mom involved us all in a conversation, always wanting to know how my day was. How was work today Austin?
Just another crappy day and idiot clients who never tip. Mom relaxed with us using profanity, always saying that if she catches me using bad words, I shouldn't...
At least you're supporting me, darling. What did the girls do?
We just went shopping for clothes and got a coffee, said Carrie giving April a small wink.
Mom, these meatballs are really good, they're very juicy. April smiled slightly when saying this. I realized that there could be some insinuation directed at me.
'April loves juicy balls of meat!' exclaimed Carrie, mom wasn't impressed and gave her a death stare.
'Yes, mom, I like them...' meatballsJuicy.I like licking them like salsa. April then proceeded to play with the meatball, while simultaneously putting her hand in my pants and massaging my balls.
Thought I had bought them better! said Mom with fake horror.
Then Carrie started playing with my feet with me, or rather she started teasing me and I didn't know what to do. With the girls teasing me, my cock soon began to stiffen against my pants; I needed a release, but this wasn't the moment or place.
April moved her hand from my balls and began to softly caress my shaft through my pants. This was pure agony, my face contorted with pleasure and teasing, even Mom had noticed it at that moment.
Is everything okay, sweetie?
Yes, everything is fine, Mom. I managed to get up while the girls were laughing.
Are you sure? You look very restless.
Just a little uncomfortable in the chair, Mom, which was a blatant lie.
It's okay, then if everyone finished with dinner, I'll take dessert.
When Mom got up from the table, April grabbed my cock firmly and started masturbating me. If I wasn't close to coming before, I was now. April was slowly masturbating me with occasional strong pulls. I could see that Carrie was immensely curious and gave us both a malicious smile.
Carrie whispered to April so Mom couldn't hear it Is it big?
God-damn enormous whispered April with a smile.
At that moment, Carrie approached and felt my pulsating shaft. She gasped in shock, I think she should take it as a compliment. Then she whispered to me in a sensual tone You're not allowed to come yet, older brother. Almost exploded because of that.
Carrie sat down just when Mom returned with tiramisu and April stopped caressing me. Both girls, however, made sure I stayed hard like shit. Mom, Carrie, and April continued the conversation, I think That was a TV show I didn't care about, but it was already hard to follow the conversation with what the twins were doing to me. Just when we were finishing dessert, Carrie winked at April, and her hand grabbed my cock firmly, shaking it as hard and fast as she could. I managed to last for 30 seconds before coming with force in my boxers and April's hand. My orgasm was so powerful that I had to bite my lip and was surprised not to have made it bleed.
April continued playing with my softened penis, my balls completely spent, and Mom began cleaning the table, completely unaware of what had just happened. When Mom left, April removed her hand from my pants and licked the sticky semen off her fingers and hand. Then she put her hand back in and got some more semen, this time offering it to Carrie. Carrie cleaned April's hand like a porn star and made sure to suck and lick every last drop. If I hadn't come, I would have been hard as a rock again.
'That dessert was delicious, especially that hot and sticky semen!' April said to Carrie with a sensual voice.
'Of course, it was her sister. I'd say it's the best dessert of my life. Austin, you can clean up now.' Carrie had noticed the wet stain on my pants.
I felt satisfied and embarrassed at the same time, the girls laughing below me. I was satisfied to have come again, but embarrassed to know that I wanted more and would continue. Soon I received a response when a message arrived on my phone.
'There's more to come,' little 'older brother.'
There was a photo underneath, us making faces and showing our tits.
I was happy to know that there would be more, but feared what they would do next.
I woke up the next morning and found two pairs of panties at the foot of my bed, one pink and one blue. They were a bit wet, I suppose from the excitement of teasing me last night. I picked up the roses first because they were closer to my hand. I liked them well, and a true almond-scented smell hit me, the only comparison I could make was with Sara; my ex-girlfriend. Her defiant pussy wasn't as almond-scented as the pussy that had produced this divine smell. The second pair was more subtle, like an old whiskey. If those aromas could be restrained, men and women would be delirious all over the world.
Once I finished sniffing, I decided to hide them. I had to be in a place where Mom wouldn't find them. Although liberal Mom would kill me if she found my sisters' panties in my room. The best place was a loose board under the bed; when I was a kid, I used to hide sweets and chocolate there.
Then I showered and got dressed for work, then went down to breakfast. Carrie and April were already eating cereal, both of them were wearing pajamas. Carrie had black pants with white dots, her top was white with a black bird printed on it. Her top was several sizes smaller, which I'm sure was for my benefit. Clearly showing the contour of her enormous tits. April's pajamas were a matching set, they were pink with white moons, again her blouse was several sizes smaller. However, I could see her nipples poking out a bit more than Carrie's.
I grabbed some cereal and saw that Mom had left a note saying: I'm going to work early for an important meeting. You won't be home until late, dinner is in the freezer for your supper. Love you, Mom. OXOXOX.
That probably explained why the girls were wearing such tight pajamas. Occasionally I would give them looks when I thought they weren't looking. Their smiles betrayed that they knew exactly what I was doing.
We had a conversation about what we were doing today. April said she was going to find places to be voluntary at the summer camp, and Carrie said that Mom asked her to clean the house. I finished my cereal and the girls cleared the table, making sure to move their butts to give me a good look and relieve me more, my cock had been half-hard during most of breakfast. Then I went to work. When I arrived at work, I remembered sending Carrie a text message. By the way, April's panties are in my room, under a table on the floor under the bed. If you need them for laundry. By the way, they were a pleasant surprise. Almost deleted the last part of the message, but decided to send it anyway. A few minutes later I received my response. 'No problem brother. I bet you'll smell like the dirty pervert you are! Don't want them back yet, you haven't finished with them yet.' I wondered what she had planned, but had to start working and that meant my cell had to be locked with a key; my bastard boss hated having our cells on. Work was crap and boring as always, the same routine every time, with the same idiot clients who never give a good tip. However, there was once a good client today, a complete MILF, long brunette hair and small happy breasts, I'd say she's in her forties. She was celebrating with her friends her divorce, which I can only assume as an idiot husband. I kept the drinks flowing at her table and got a great tip for my efforts, a quick glance at her breasts, and she slipped me her number with the $30 tip. During my lunch break, I checked my cell to see if I had any messages. Had one from April, telling me she got a job at a summer camp. Disappointed that there were no photos of any of them. Towards the end of my shift, Mom came with her colleagues and boss for a meeting with a new client they expected to steal from his rivals. Mom's boss was a complete idiot, snapping his fingers when he wanted something. All the waiters spit out their drinks every time he comes in because he never leaves a tip. Mom had an apologetic look in her eyes for the way she was behaving. I'm lucky not to be a girl because he always gives them a slap on the butt; to save them from this idiot, I waited at his table. His meeting prolonged so much that I had to stay two hours more, but I got lucky and received a small $10 tip from one of Mom's colleagues. However, I was a bit upset because it was a table of 15 and they spent over $400.
When I finally got home, all I wanted to do was eat and watch some TV. Luckily, the girls were upstairs and probably God knows what they're doing with each other. They had left me a note saying that dinner is in the oven and to send them a text when I go to bed.
Mom sent me a text saying she'd be late getting home tonight. She apologized for her bosses' behavior and told me not to stay up too late this night.
I ate the leftover macaroni with cheese from the oven and relaxed on the sofa watching Friends reruns. After seeing some episodes, I went to my room and, as requested, sent a text message to the girls.For more erotic tales visit:https://mr-taboo.com/
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