Everyone Loves My Ass: Ch. 07

Everyone Loves My Ass: Ch. 07

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Poised at the precipice, Dawn makes the ultimate sacrifice.

Summary

Poised at the precipice, Dawn makes the ultimate sacrifice.

Content

Submitted: October 20, 2014

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Content

Submitted: October 20, 2014

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Note: Please refer to the fifth sentence of chapter one. There is no incest in this story.

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I had Paul's hard cock poised at the entrance to my pussy. His large, spongy tip was spreading my lips, then it was plunging into my dripping wet sex. Leaning forward, I gasped at the feeling of his immense shaft splitting me open. Biting my arm while moaning for more, I pushed my ass against him, taking every last inch of his huge dick deep inside my tight, virgin pussy.

We were doing it. I was letting him fuck me. Making it even better, I was going to be watching Michelle, Trish and Lisa have wild sex while experiencing my first time with a boy. I was surrendering my virginity…to my baby brother. And he was giving me his.

It was perfect.

So there we were, starting to fuck. He had just driven his hungry cock all the way inside me, and my silky pussy was kissing his long, thick shaft, welcoming it in a warm embrace...

...when suddenly we heard laughter from the girls, right outside the door.

In sheer panic, we froze. We were about to be caught bare-assed naked, fucking. There was no time to get dressed. The girls were in the hallway, heading straight towards Paul's open bedroom door.

We were toast.

Just as we were pulling away from each other, certain that we were at least going to be caught naked together, with Paul sporting a huge, shining wet erection, we heard Trent Reznor sneer, "I want to fuck you like an animal…. I want to feel you from the innnnside.…"

Laughing, the girls stopped in the hallway, only a few feet from the door.

Thank god for cell phones.

Trish's favorite band is Nine Inch Nails, and Lisa and Michelle can't help but laugh every time her phone goes off with that ringtone, especially if we're somewhere quiet like a restaurant or the school library. Whenever that happens we always become totally embarrassed, while Trish just smirks.

She's simply incapable of feeling anything that even remotely resembles embarrassment, and we all love her for it.

When her crazy song went off just outside the door, Lisa laughed, "Jesus, Trish! I thought you said you were gonna change that damn thing!"

"I will, I will. I just haven't found anything I like better yet."

"You mean you haven't found anything more perfectly appropriate yet, you little slut. So who is it this time? Are we guessing a boy or a girl?" grinned Michelle.

"Why would those be the only two choices? This is Trish we're talking about here," added Lisa, and they all laughed.

"Oh, shut up. You're just jealous. Okay, let's see…" giggled Trish, pausing to check her phone. "Oooo, it's Carrie," she smiled.

Lisa and Michelle laughed again, and so did I, even as I was scrambling to throw on my baby doll top and panties. We all knew exactly why Trish smiled when she said, "Oooo, it's Carrie." That girl would only ever text Trish for one reason: "I'm horny, and my parents just left for the day, so get over here and fuck my brains out!"

Rushing to jump into his shorts while the girls were still teasing each other in the hallway, Paul dove onto his stomach atop his bed. Once I had my panties on, I dropped to the floor and leaned back against the wall, trying to look as casual as possible.

Uh-oh. Right in front of me, at the foot of the bed, lay Paul's cum-splattered boxers. I quickly tossed them into his open closet, where they landed on his golf clubs.

Folding my arms around my raised knees, I was just settling back against the wall again when the bedroom door swung open. Laughing together, the girls came stumbling into the room.

Chancing a quick glance between my legs to see how well I'd covered myself, I noticed that in my haste to throw everything on I'd left my panties slightly askew. They were sitting crookedly on my hips, leaving fully half of my wet pussy exposed. I was about to reach down and adjust them, but everyone was looking at me. I didn't want to draw their attention to my pussy, and that's exactly what would've happened had I started tugging on my panties.

"Well aren't you Mister Anti-Social? Jeez, were you ever going to come down and say hi to us?" Michelle asked Paul, as her means of greeting. Then she looked over at me. "And were you just going to ditch us and never come back? Sheesh!"

She smiled sweetly, letting me know she was only teasing.

Trish and Lisa flopped down onto the bed on either side of Paul, and Trish giggled as she gave him a huge whack on the ass. "Hi, handsome! Nice butt!"

"Hey, Trish," he said, looking up sheepishly as he rubbed his ass. "That hurt, you know."

"Oh, waaah!" she smiled.

He returned her smile. "Yeah, yeah. Anyway, why did everyone laugh just because Carrie called you?"

We all laughed again.

"What? Tell me!"

Michelle said, "Paul, I'm going to ask you something, and you have to answer honestly. I'll know if you're lying."

"Ummm…okay, what?"

"Were you watching us out your window?" she grinned, sliding down beside me against the wall.

Paul looked at her, then me, and I gave him the tiniest nod possible. Turning back to her, he nodded guiltily.

"So you saw us girls playing, right?"

Nodding again, he looked over at Lisa. Hiding her smile behind her long hair, she blushed and turned away. She was absolutely gorgeous.

"What you saw us doing out there, that's why Carrie calls Trish," said Michelle. "She wants to play. That's the only reason she ever calls Trish."

"Couldn't it be for something else? You know, maybe like cheerleading stuff, or school?"

"Sweetie," I grinned, "Michelle's the captain. If it has anything to do with cheerleading, she calls Michelle. If it's about schoolwork, she calls me."

Michelle laughed, "And if it has to do with sex, she definitely calls Trish! That's why we laughed, Paul. If it has anything to do with sex, we all call Trish."

"Not necessarily, Michelle. Our perfect little heartbreaker here usually calls you," said Trish, flashing me a knowing smile.

"That's because she knows I love her," grinned Michelle, happily hugging my thigh.

I subtly glanced up at Paul, who looked towards Lisa. When she saw him turn to her, she quickly turned to me.

The tension in the room was thick; only Trish and Michelle seemed unaffected by it. Trish seemed like she didn't even notice it, while Michelle seemed to be intentionally working it.

"Nice golf clubs," Trish said, laughing as she hopped up to grab Paul's underwear. Grinning, she showed us his boxers. After running her fingertips across the cum-smeared front, she rubbed them together, feeling his semen. "Yep, you were definitely watching us. I guess you really enjoyed the view, huh?"

Paul looked like he wanted to burrow right through the bed, all the way to China.

Trish threw the boxers at a shrieking Lisa, who tried to avoid touching them, only to have a giggling Trish pounce back on the bed and attack her with them.

While they were busy fighting over Paul's cummy underwear, Michelle whispered to me, "Baby, you know we can all see your beautiful pussy, right? Your panties aren't even covering anything. Your brother has been staring at it this whole time."

I looked at her with what I'm sure were wild eyes. She nodded, gesturing with her glance to my pussy.

Glancing down at my panties again, I could see both lips, including the slightly darker skin on either side. My entire pussy was out in the open. Somehow my panties had scrunched over into the crook of my thigh, completely exposing me.

Also, god, I was so wet that my lips and clit were literally glistening. With my knees raised to my chest, I was offering up quite the explicit display of my excited pussy.

Taking advantage of the fact that Lisa and Trish were still engaged in a furious wrestling match over Paul's boxers, Michelle said, "Lift…." When I lifted my hips, she quickly reached down with both hands to straighten my panties. After caressing my pussy with a few seconds of gentle, teasing strokes, she pulled the tiny mesh covering over my lips and primly gave them a couple of friendly finishing pats.

I responded with a "Thank you!" smile.

She shot me a sexy little grin and whispered, "Not that it matters much, since we can totally see your pussy through these panties anyway. Still, whatever you two were doing up here that made you take them off, you might want to be a little more careful next time with how you put them back on...especially when your pussy is this wet and horny."

She playfully nipped at my ear, and I couldn't prevent myself from blushing. Affectionately squeezing my thigh, she gave me a sinister smile.

Wanting to hide my face from her, I looked towards the bed. The girls were still wrestling and laughing, with Trish trying to shove the boxers in Lisa's mouth.

Having managed to slip out from beneath them, Paul stood shaking his head beside the bed.

"God, girl, your little brother has an awesome cock," grinned Michelle, leaning into me.

"Yes, he does," I said, nodding. We both just stared at the enormous tent Paul was making in his loose shorts. Apparently the addition of three more scantily dressed cheerleaders hadn't helped him to calm down any, especially with two of them wrestling over his underwear right on top of him.

Suddenly Trish blurted out, "Jeez, Dawn, does everyone in your family have to be built like porn stars?" Giggling, she tossed Paul's boxers at his jutting flagpole. He was sticking out so far that the flying underwear actually caught the middle of his massive shaft and just hung there, like a wash cloth on a towel rack.

"Sorry," he muttered. Reaching into his closet, he quickly threw on an oversized t-shirt. It was long enough to cover his bulge, and while he had his back to us I could see his hands working. He was obviously tucking his cock into the waistband of his shorts, hoping to hide everything with the t-shirt.

"Awwww, don't put it away! We want to see it!" whined Michelle, tickling my tummy as she groaned her disappointment.

Trish grinned at Lisa. "You sure are being awfully quiet, all of a sudden. It's funny, too, since I bet he got so big and hard from looking out the window at you." Turning to Paul, she adopted a more serious tone. "Okay, now we need you to tell us the truth again. Is Carrie your type? Lisa seems to think that you have a crush on Carrie. Dawn says you don't. Who's right?"

Paul came over and sat down next to me, opposite Michelle. He looked at all of us before breaking into a slow smile. "Dawn is."

"See, Lisa!" crowed Trish.

Flashing a beautiful smile, a beaming Lisa flipped back her long black hair. My god, she was so pretty. The way she did that, it was just devastating.

"Wait a second…" Michelle said with a wicked gleam in her eyes, looking first at Paul then at all of us. "Are you saying Dawn is right about Carrie not being your type, or did you actually mean Dawn is your type?"

"He meant Carrie is not his type. I already told you that," I said, jumping in.

With a smoldering fire still burning in her deep brown eyes, Michelle grinned at me. She just loved seeing me squirm.

Paul looked at all of us again. "I meant both. Carrie isn't my type. Dawn is. You are, too, Michelle. You too, Lisa…definitely." Turning to Trish, he smirked, "No offense, but you would be too, except I'm a little afraid of you."

We all cracked up, Trish included, then she gave him a huge grin. "Sweetie, there's no reason to be afraid of me. I don't bite."

"You do too!" I laughed, making a big show of rubbing my bottom.

"Hey, that's not the same thing! I can't be blamed for that! Okay, Paul, other than your sister's perfect ass, I don't bite much. Still, no offense taken. I know what you mean, and I think it's very sweet."

"It really is," said Lisa, finally saying something.

We all looked at her.

"What? I'm just saying, yes, the way he tries to compliment all of us without placing any of us above the others, it's very sweet."

"Okay, Paul, they're right, that is very sweet, and definitely well played," Michelle said. "Still, if you had to pick one of us as the girl who's most your type, who would it be?"

Wanting to cut Michelle off at the pass, I said, "Leave me out of this. He's my brother."

"Chicken," she grinned. "Fine. Okay, Paul, leaving your sister out of this, because we all know you'd pick her anyway, just like everyone else would, who would you choose?" Smirking, she playfully elbowed me in the ribs, making me laugh.

"Michelle, that isn't fair! Now you're just being mean!" Lisa said. Bolting from the bed, she ran out of the room and down the stairs.

I took off after her and caught up to her in the living room, where she stopped and turned to me. "Why does she do that? Why does she have to push so hard? Couldn't she see how embarrassed he was?" she shouted, nearly in tears.

"Baby, c'mon, it's just Michelle," I said, taking her by the hands. "That's the way she is. She's always trying to be a matchmaker, and she wants to get you two together. You know she means well."

"Dawn, it's really uncomfortable. Paul's got this huge erection in front of us, which he's obviously trying to hide. Of course we all have to tease him about it, making him even more self-conscious, after we already made a big deal about him cumming in his underwear. I'm surprised he didn't just run right out of there. If I were him, I would've died from embarrassment."

"I know, he was way embarrassed, but you and Trish had him trapped," I said, squeezing her hands. "You really care about my brother, don't you?"

She nodded shyly, her eyes welling up. "Yes, I do. I care about him a lot, and Michelle has to go and put him on the spot like that! What if he really likes her the most? How embarrassing would that be, to have to tell her under those circumstances?"

"Or what if he really likes you the most? Same thing."

"Exactly. What's he supposed to do? Is he going to say, 'Sorry, Michelle, and you too, Trish, but Lisa is my type. You're not.'"

"I think she knew that Trish wasn't going to be his first choice. I'm pretty sure she was trying to get him to admit that you are. She just wanted to see if she could get him to say something to you."

"That's not the way to do it. Maybe I'm not his type? I was right outside his window, totally naked. Why didn't he come down and talk to me, or at least perv over me, like any other guy would?"

"He's too shy. That's all it is. He couldn't go out there, not while we were naked and fooling around. He would have felt like he was intruding."

"But we all wanted him to come join us."

"He didn't know that. He thought he was catching us in a private moment, and c'mon, it freaked him out. Of course it did."

"He told you that? Is that what you guys were up there talking about that whole time?"

"Yep, pretty much."

"Is that why he came in his boxers? Was it from watching us? Did he tell you that, too?" she whispered excitedly.

"Yes, he admitted he was watching us. He said Trish and I were asleep, not doing anything. He said he only saw you and Michelle…you know.…"

I'd decided that a half-lie would be okay.

"Michelle and I fucking…" she said, finishing my thought. "God, now he must think I'm some huge lesbo. No wonder I'm not his type. He probably figures I'm nothing but a carpet muncher, right? I am such an idiot. Why did I let him see me like that?"

"He jacked off and came in his boxers, didn't he? He must not have been too put off by what he saw," I grinned.

"Did you catch him like that? You know, jerking off?" she giggled. "How did he get his underwear off in front of you, or was he already done by the time you got there?"

'Crap, this is getting messy,' I thought. I didn't want to have to keep lying. Still, what choice did I have? I had to keep telling half-truths, so I said, "He told me he'd been jerking off before I got there."

She exhaled. "So by the time you went upstairs to check on him, he'd already tossed his boxers away and put his shorts back on. Damn, he got lucky. What if you would have walked in on him like that? He would've died."

I breathed a sigh of relief. "He said he knew we'd caught him peeking, and when he saw me make a move to go into the house he quickly tried to hide what he was doing. By the time I made it up to his room, he was acting like he had just gotten home."

"So how did you pry it out of him? Seriously, what did you do to get him to admit that he'd been jerking off while spying on us?" she asked, with a big grin.

'Damn it,' I thought. Again, I had to dodge. "A sister has ways of making her brother talk," I smirked.

"Oh, c'mon! I don't have any brothers or sisters, and I wanna know!"

"Lisa, it was pretty obvious. I told him I'd heard the doors opening and closing again, along with feet running. This was all after I saw him peeking. I just told him I knew, and he admitted it."

"Was he embarrassed? I mean like insanely embarrassed, you know, that his sister caught him spying and jacking off?"

I laughed, "It's not like I actually caught him spanking his monkey! By the time I got there, he'd already put his shorts back on. Still, yeah, he was super embarrassed, but I told him it was okay, and not to worry about. In fact, I told him that you guys don't mind."

"You told him that we don't mind if he masturbates while spying on us? Wow!" she giggled, her hands going to her mouth in amazement.

"No, silly! I told him that you guys wouldn't mind him coming outside and seeing you all playing naked in the pool."

As soon as the words left my mouth, I knew I'd royally screwed up. Sure enough…

"So why didn't he come racing down to join us? You're right, we definitely wouldn't have minded."

Having backed myself into a corner, I had to lie my way out. "Ummm, he said he was too embarrassed. He told me he couldn't do it. He wanted me to stay there with him."

Lisa got a thoughtful look. "He would've seen you naked, too. He would have seen his sister fucking a girl."

"He did see me naked."

"But he didn't see you fucking anyone," she smirked.

"Nope, he didn't. At least that's what he told me."

"So, do you think he's lying? Do you think he saw you with Trish, or with all of us? God, can you imagine seeing your sister like that, especially when you're both virgins! He probably thinks you're a huge lesbo too, just like he probably thinks I am."

"Well, we kinda are, aren't we?" I giggled, tickling her.

"We are so NOT lesbos! I like boys, and I know you do, too!" she laughed, tackling me to the couch.

"Yeah, yeah, so how come your pussy always becomes so wet whenever we all get naked?" I grinned, rubbing our noses together.

"Why do you think? It's because of your amazing ass, you crazy bitch!" she laughed, pulling me to the floor. Wrestling and tickling, we rolled all around the living room, until finally she sat up on top of me. Panting, she gave me an evil smile. "Besides, I happen to know that I'm not a lesbian. I have proof."

Grinning, I asked, "What proof?"

"I want to fuck your brother."

We shrieked with laughter, then she giggled, "If you could, you know you would! I saw you drooling over his big dick, just like we all were. Admit it, you want him too." She grinned happily, and I couldn't help but blush. "Oh my god, it's true! You want to fuck your brother! Dawn wants to fuck her little brother!" she shouted with glee, laughing while tickling me.

She was only joking, yet suddenly everything she was saying must have all come crashing down on her. Maybe my face betrayed me, I don't know, but I was no longer laughing, and she instantly became panic-stricken. Flinging herself down on top of me, she hugged me tightly and wouldn't let go. "Oh, Dawn, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean that. I didn't even think about what I was saying. I just got carried away. Baby, I'm so sorry."

I pulled her to my neck, where she couldn't see my face. She just kept frantically apologizing.

'God,' I thought, 'she is such a wonderful girl. She really wouldn't hurt a fly. She's completely beautiful, inside and out.'

That was the moment when I realized Paul and I would need to leave for California, and soon, before our friends caught us. I could deal with Mom and Dad finding out, but I couldn't handle the idea of all our friends and the whole school knowing.

As I stroked Lisa's hair, she sat up and pulled me back onto the couch. Holding my face in her hands, she was searching my eyes for anger, resentment or even shame. I knew that if she thought she had caused me any pain, it would absolutely break her heart.

I suddenly felt like such a selfish jerk for trying to keep Paul from her. I made another decision, which I told her right then and there.

"Lisa, you know Paul and I are leaving soon."

"How soon?"

'Tonight, if I could,' is what I really felt like saying, but instead I said, "In about a week."

"I'm going to miss you like crazy…and no, not just your amazing ass," she said, smiling softly while caressing my face.

'You really are the sweetest girl ever,' I thought. Kissing her hand, I said, "Lisa, I want you to be with Paul."

"You do? For real?"

"Yes, I do. I couldn't possibly ask for anyone better for him. I love you, Lisa, and I'd love it if you two were together."

Lisa hugged me and began to cry. Over and over, she told me how much she loved me.

I had another decision to make. Did I still need to be Paul's first? Or…did I want to push Lisa into his arms before we even took off for California? The thing is, I knew that once we were out of the house and on the road together, there was no way we weren't going to be having sex.

In the end, Lisa's beautiful, loving face made my decision for me. I'd leave it up to her, and to Paul. If he took Lisa first, then so be it. If he decided not to do it with me at all once he was with her, I would have to live with that too. If they just didn't hit it off, okay, that would be one thing, but I wasn't going to stand in their way. Lisa deserved a chance with him. She didn't need me trying to cock-block her.

"What are you thinking?" she asked, touching my lips.

Hugging her, I kissed her hair. "I was thinking how truly wonderful you are. Lisa, before we go on our trip, you should take him."

"You mean like…have sex with him?"

She stared intently into my eyes again.

"Of course that's what I mean. You're both virgins. Sink your hooks into him before he goes to California, then he'll be dying to come back home...to you."

"I'd love to, but I don't know whether I can move that quickly. Also, what if he doesn't even want me? Either way, I don't think we should rush into sex just because he's going to be away for a few weeks. If he really wants me, I promise I'll be here for him when he gets back. Whatever happens, though, I think we should take it at our own pace."

Grinning, she took me by the hand. "C'mon, let's get back upstairs, before he loses his virginity to both those sluts!"

I stopped her. "Are you okay with Michelle? Baby, she didn't mean any harm. She wants the same thing I do. She just wants you to be with him."

"I know," she said, pulling me in for a hug. "I'm fine. I just wish she was a bit more tactful, but don't worry, I'm not quite yet ready to kill her. Thank you, though, for caring so much."

Holding hands, we raced upstairs together. When we got to Paul's room, we were met by my bemused-looking little brother sitting on the floor with a goofy smile. He was watching Michelle and Trish wrestle on his bed. Michelle had managed to stretch his cummy boxers over Trish's head, and Trish was giggling like a lunatic while chomping away at them.

"Dawn, don't just stand there like a dork! Give him yours!" said Michelle, laughing as she spread Paul's cum all over Trish's eager, happy face.

"Sure, why not? It's not like he hasn't already seen me naked…" I said, smiling like it was no big deal as I tugged my tiny panties down and off. With Lisa looking on in stunned silence, I casually draped them over Paul's head.

He stared up at me in a panic, as if to say, "Are you crazy? Don't tell them about us!"

I gave him a mischievous grin. "You just saw me lying out in the nude only a half-hour ago, so what difference does it make?"

"Nice save," he said with his eyes, and I smugly returned his smile.

Lisa caressed my ass, then Michelle reached out from the bed to stroke it too. Meanwhile, Trish had worked her face through a leg hole of Paul's underwear; even being so silly, she still managed to look really sexy when she added her hand to theirs on my ass.

Paul gave me a nervous grin, watching in awe as I allowed my girlfriends to fondle my naked bottom right in front of him.

Michelle turned me by my hips, showing Paul my pussy, then she kept turning me, stopping when my ass was directly in his face. "Paul, did you know that your sister has the best ass in our entire school? It's official!"

"Yeah, I saw her trophy. You guys are crazy," he laughed.

"You showed it to him?" she guffawed, amazed that I would be so brazen.

I laughed, "Of course not! He found it in my closet. I had it hidden, but forgot to close my door. He just came blundering in and saw it. Besides, I still say Lisa has the best ass." I gave Lisa a sexy look, and she blushed before returning my smile. I reached out and slid my hand beneath her skirt; slowly drawing it inch by inch up her perfect thighs, I just had to tease her a little.

Something in Lisa snapped then. Her brown eyes suddenly flashed white hot, and her whole demeanor changed. She surprised the daylights out of me when she took my hand and slid it all the way up to her hip, baring her naked ass and pussy. After shooting me a spreading wildfire of a sinful grin, she sat right down on Paul, straddling him. Grinning over his startled expression, she hooked her arms around his neck and cooed, "I'd give you my panties too, only I'm not wearing any."

"I can see that. What happened to your panties?" he grinned. He was trying to be all suave and cool, like it was no big deal, but he was totally blushing!

"Nothing happened to them. I just prefer the feeling of going bare, so I rarely wear panties. Would you like me to put some on? I'm sure I could borrow a pair from your sister…maybe even these…that is, if you haven't already grown too attached to them," she said, fingering my tiny mesh panties he was holding in his lap. "You know what? Let's keep these pretty things someplace safe." Giggling sweetly, she stretched them over his head and down his neck, giving him a panties bandana!

"Okay, I'm not going to be the only one who's bottomless here…" I grinned, unzipping Lisa's skirt. When I had it all the way undone, she stood and shimmied her hips, making her skirt fall to the floor. She daintily stepped out of it, leaving her sexy hips and baby-smooth pussy only inches from Paul's astonished face.

"Isn't she totally gorgeous?" I whispered to him. Kneeling behind Lisa, I ran my hands over her silky thighs and supple ass. "What a beautiful, beautiful girl."

"Hush, you," she smiled.

"You really are completely gorgeous," added Michelle, coming over to put her hand on Lisa's shoulder. "I mean it. You are so beautiful," she said, caressing Lisa's face.

"You too. Hush…" Lisa whispered.

Paul looked at me, then Lisa. "God, yes, you're gorgeous. Lisa, you are unbelievable."

Trish had finally pulled Paul's underwear off her head. She was lying on her stomach, her face propped up in her hands.

Paul looked over Lisa's shoulder, questioning me.

Gently squeezing Lisa's beautiful hips, I nuzzled her shoulder with my lips, and she pressed my cheek to hers.

This was it. I could feel the change in Lisa, and even though part of me was still wracked with envy, plus a little jealousy, I felt the change come over me, too.

It was time for me to grow up.

I kissed Lisa on the side of her mouth, and she never moved away as I turned to Paul. "She wants you, little brother. She's been waiting forever, hoping you would be her first. This perfect girl wants to fuck you, right now. Take her, Paul."

He stared at Lisa, who shyly pressed her lips to my cheek, trying to hide her eyes. He looked at me again.

"I love you, and I'll be okay. Take her," I said again.

His eyes studied mine, and I gave him a tiny nod. Just the very corner of his mouth began to lift into a smile, then a sudden shadow darkened his expression. He looked at Michelle and Trish. "Lisa, do you really want to, or are they just pressuring you?"

Michelle was about to say something, but Lisa stopped her. "No, they're not pressuring me. It's all me, Paul. I really have wanted you forever. You just never noticed, and I didn't know how to make you notice. I thought you wanted Carrie."

That made Paul a little agitated. "Why does everyone always think I like Carrie? I mean, yeah, she's hot, but you're all hot. A guy would have to be crazy not to want every one of you, but Carrie was never my favorite. Not even close."

Lisa leaned into him, which made her ass entirely too tempting. Her back was arched, and her legs were spread. I swear to god, my mouth watered. When I slipped a finger down through her crack and over her slit, her pussy sucked it right in. She was as wet as I'd ever felt her.

Grinning at him, she said, "You've always been my favorite, and now I want to become yours. I don't want to wait any longer. Your sister is right. I want to feel you inside me. I want you to fuck me, with our friends watching. I want us to lose our virginities together, right here, with people who love us."

Turning to me, she added, "And I want you to keep helping."

"How? I'm a virgin too, remember?" I giggled.

"I don't care. I need you to keep helping me. Dawn, help me fuck your little brother."

The sound of hot moans filled the room, and I realized it wasn't only Michelle's voice I was hearing; it was mine, too.

"Baby, I'll do anything you want," I said, kissing the nape of her elegant neck.

"Then show me how to fuck him," she answered, raising my chin to stare into my eyes.

"Incredible…" whispered Trish.

Turning Lisa back to Paul, I placed her hands at the snap to his shorts. "Open them. Pull his shorts off, and take him in your hand," I said, beginning to unbutton her wispy blouse. Once I got it started, I had Paul finish the job. When it was undone all the way, I pulled it aside, slowly unveiling her stunning breasts.

"Jesus…" he said, awestruck by her flawless beauty.

I lifted her breasts in offering before reaching out to place his hands on them; noticing how erect her delicious light brown nipples had become, I left her blouse on, deciding she looked even sexier that way. With the filmy white material whispering across her seductive thighs and the top of her ass, she was a vision of young gypsy sex.

"Girl, I don't think you have to worry anymore about whether you're his type. You are so his type…" giggled Trish, watching as Lisa's small hands brought Paul's incredibly hard cock out into the open.

Paul just nodded, wordlessly telling Lisa that she had nothing to worry about. She was definitely his type.

"Lift…" I said, sliding his shorts off while she pulled his long t-shirt over his head.

They were completely naked except for Lisa's open blouse, and right away she arched her back; taking the hint, Paul took her breast into his mouth, making her moan. She moaned a whole lot more, though, when I slid two fingers deep into her pussy. "Yes…" she whispered, which we could barely hear over the awesome squelching sounds of her wet sex. As she slowly fucked herself on my hand, her strong, sculpted thighs began a rhythmic up-and-down flexing motion.

Paul switched to her other breast, and I marveled at the sight of her soft flesh forming into delicate shapes as it accommodated his pressing fingers and hollowing mouth.

My baby brother was as hard as a rock, and leaking cum like a river. Lisa was using it as lube, noisily jacking him with both hands.

"Taste him…" I whispered in her ear; she responded by going to all fours between his legs. With her succulent ass raised high, I looked down the smooth, tapering delta of her hips. "You are so damn sexy…" I purred, running my hands over her ass and across her sinewy golden brown back.

While I watched in growing envy, she slid his length as far as she could into her mouth. Pausing to take hold of his hips, she went down, down, down, until only a few inches of hard cock were visible beyond her full lips.

"She's really never done that before?" Michelle asked Trish in obvious admiration.

Without releasing him, Lisa shook her head no. She was breathing through her nose, and her breathing only intensified when I slipped a third finger into her pussy.

"Good girl. If she's going to fit that monster in there, you'd better open her up," said Trish.

Lisa moaned around his cock, lifting momentarily to take a deep breath before plunging her head all the way down.

Leaning in, luxuriating in her rich, clean scent, I started licking her pussy. Although I was mostly doing it because I loved it, I was also making sure to drool inside her, trying to get her as wet as possible.

Her thighs began to spasm around my head, then I felt her first orgasm wash over my tongue. It was a warm, gentle flow, her superheated pussy turning to butter in my mouth.

"Paul, how are you doing up there?" I finally asked, lifting from Lisa's beautiful treasure.

He just moaned.

"I think he's getting close, and I want him in my pussy when he cums," Lisa said, pulling off of his cock. She quickly sat up, straddling him again while pressing his face to her breasts. "Suck me...suck my breasts in deep, like you were doing before. That felt amazing…" she panted, steadying herself with a hand on his shoulder. Using the other hand, she took his bobbing length and positioned it between her spread legs, directly at her dripping opening.

"Please…put it inside me…" she breathed, bringing my hand to Paul's cock.

"Wow…" Michelle whispered, watching as I grasped my brother's erection.

Trish said, "Lisa, Dawn is holding Paul in her hand. She's about to fuck you with her baby brother's huge cock. You are just awesome, girl, and Dawn, holy fuck…you're a goddess."

I couldn't help myself. I started stroking up and down that huge cock. I was acting like I was simply lubing it, but I just wanted to hold it and stroke it.

What I really wanted was to put it in my mouth and suck it.

No, what I really wanted was to switch places with Lisa and have that beautiful cock fuck me.

"God, baby, you look like you want to suck that big dick even more than Lisa did," Michelle said, watching as I stroked it. Gliding my hands up and down his shaft, running my thumbs over the head, I was clearly doing it for my own pleasure.

When I turned to her, I'm sure the longing in my eyes was unmistakable.

"You really want to put it in your mouth, don't you?" she grinned, and I could only sigh and nod while continuing to stroke him. Bringing it to my lips, I opened wide and slid it inside. I sucked the head, licking the clear pre-cum from his drooling slit; then, cupping his balls, I took his entire cock into my mouth. Moaning all the way down, I let it fill my throat before drawing back to nuzzle his smooth length with my cheek, licking and kissing it as I stared at her.

"You want to fuck your little brother," she mouthed, sliding her hand inside her track pants.

Shooting her a sexy smile, I turned back to Lisa's pussy, giving it a quick kiss before spreading her lips. With my other hand I guided Paul's big, beautiful weapon towards my target. Grasping the center of the shaft, I felt his fiery heat beneath the soft, silky skin. His veins were throbbing; I squeezed tighter, making him throb harder.

God, his little moan really turned me on. Reducing the tension around his shaft, I aimed the pee slit of his enormous, rubbery mushroom head right at her sweet sex.

Lisa cried out when I guided his tip between my spread fingers, pressing it into her hot, tight cunt.

"Oh god…oh god…" she whispered when I released her lips, letting them close up around his large crown. With one hand still on his shaft, I used the other to spread her ass as I leaned in and licked the rim of her gaping pussy, right below her pink, winking asshole. Stiffening my tongue, I wedged it into the tiny space available between the underside of his shaft and the very bottom of her stretched-open pussy.

I could taste both his pre-cum and her full flowering.

His pre-cum...inside her flowing pussy.

"Lisa, what about—" I started to ask, only to have her cut me right off.

"It's okay, I'm on the pill, and I lost my cherry a long time ago in gym class."

"You sneaky devil," giggled Trish, and Lisa giggled too.

Paul was groaning up a storm, and Lisa added a sweet little chortling moan as I began to feed a bit more of his imposing length inside her. When I had it in far enough that I could no longer see the head, I again plunged my tongue back into the tiny space above Paul's cock. With my free hand I guided her ass up and down, urging her to fuck him. Once I had her hips moving smoothly, I began to jack him off inside her pussy; inch by inch, she kept taking more. The spectacle of her gorgeous sex embracing his towering erection turned me on to no end, and I slipped my tongue through her crack; after making a stiff point of it, I stabbed it into her asshole.

She screamed, her ass bucking against my mouth.

Giggling, I released his cock and licked back down to her pussy. Using two hands, I spread her nice and wide before sliding my tongue inside. Just when I began to pull up and down on her ass, Paul's cock quaked beneath my tongue, then I experienced the coolest thing ever: with my chin, lower lip and tongue pressed against the underside of his shaft, I felt his cock pulsing and pulsing from all the hot cum surging up his length.

He was still only about halfway in her pussy when, with a huge moan and a final shove, he jammed his entire length home, and they cried out together through his powerful eruption of cum.

Clutching her trembling bottom, I licked at their junction while his heavy balls jumped against my chin, his massive orgasm seeming like it would never end. Suddenly, though, his cock popped out, and a flood of cum poured into my mouth. Squealing with joy, I sucked Lisa's pussy as if my life depended on it, then Paul's enormous slab slapped across my lips.

Past the point of caring what the girls might see, I quickly took it all the way into my mouth; using both hands to pump him, I moaned around his dick as he shot the rest of his huge load down my throat. Michelle gasped when she saw me openly sucking his cock and swallowing his cum; still I kept going, taking everything he had before finally slamming him back inside Lisa's beautiful pussy.

"Stay inside her. Don't let yourself go soft. Keep fucking her," I said, then I went back to drinking their cum. Firmly grasping her hips, I drove her up and down; he was going all the way inside on each stroke. "Yes, Lisa! You're fucking him! Make that gorgeous pussy take every inch of my baby brother's huge cock!" I shouted into the crack of her ass.

She started using her toned thighs to lift and drop her pussy, and I flattened my tongue to lick their combined cum from the bottom of his shaft on every backstroke.

Thankfully, Paul had managed to remain fully hard.

Once they had their rhythm established, I returned my tongue to her asshole, which was winking like crazy. With every downstroke it gaped wide, then it puckered right back up on each backstroke. Holding her ass open with both hands, I began to wedge as much of my tongue as I could into her tiny hole. Lisa was screaming at the top of her lungs, yelling for Paul to fuck her, and for me to eat her ass. She also called me a "fucking hot bitch" once, barking at me to "rape that slutty ass," which made us all laugh out loud.

I had to pull away, I was laughing so much. When she felt me pull back, she looked over her shoulder and blew me a kiss. "You are a fucking hot bitch," she panted, "and you are raping my slutty ass. I love you to death for it, too."

Looking back at Michelle, I saw that she was locked into a crazy sixty-nine with Trish. The funny thing was, neither of them even had their pants off. Michelle's stretchy tracksuit bottoms were only pulled down low enough for Trish to be able to wedge her head inside, and Trish's tight jeans were bunched up around her knees. They were both laughing at her struggle to kick off her shoes.

I turned back to Lisa, and she'd repositioned herself to face away from Paul. Bouncing up and down, she was fucking him reverse cowgirl style. She drew me to her and quickly whipped off my top before hugging me close. After a few giggling moments of pressing our breasts together, I slid down to take her nipple into my mouth while pinching and squeezing the other one.

Pulling me back up, she wrapped her arms around my neck. While still fucking Paul's pounding cock, she gave me a hot kiss, whispering in my mouth, "I love you, Dawn, and I will never forget this. Thank you so much."

When I leaned in with a happy grin to bite her breast, she let out a long, glorious moan. She was cumming, so I slid down to lick and kiss her clit while she thrashed in Paul's lap. Her thighs were bucking so much that Paul's cock slipped out again, the head smacking my lower lip. Since she was still leaning back against his chest, I took his pussy-drenched cock and sucked it all the way down. Savoring it just as long as she would let me, I kept sucking his dick until finally I felt her hands flailing around near her pussy, searching for her missing toy. Reluctantly I released it from my mouth and guided it to her grasping fingers, watching intently as she fed it back inside her pussy.

She was still lying nearly prone, so I licked his balls before switching up and sucking them, and she gave a deep moan when I pinched her clit. Knowing they were fast approaching blast-off again, I clamped down and just sucked and sucked, drinking my fill when his cum started pouring into her gorgeously flowering pussy.

Once he finally finished cumming, and his cock slid out of her overflowing sex, I licked up everything I could. Totally going out of my mind with lust, I was licking her pussy and sucking his cock for all I was worth when I felt her hands pulling on my head, drawing me to her face. "I want some, too…" she said, opening her mouth. I fed her like a baby bird, letting their cum pour from my mouth into hers, then we started kissing; our tongues danced together, sharing the taste of Lisa's and Paul's first lovemaking.

"Was that all him?" she asked breathlessly, after we had both swallowed.

"No, some of that was you."

"Then you have to let me fill my mouth with your cum and your guy's cum, just like this. I love how we taste."

"Will do, if I could ever get someone to fuck me," I said while saluting her, and we both laughed.

"I doubt that will be too difficult," she grinned. "Girls who love cum the way you do, even their own brother's cum? I don't know much, but I know that girls who love to suck cock as much as you do usually have no problem finding guys who'll want to fuck them, especially with a face and body like yours."

She laughed again, smacking me on the ass as she kissed me.

When we heard laughing behind us, we sat up to see what Trish and Michelle had gotten themselves into.

Naked from head to toe, they were playing the Flick Game, which is this crazy thing they always did whenever they ended up in a sixty-nine. Basically, they would just take turns flicking each other's clit, using the backs of their fingertips. They'd start softly, then go harder and harder, and the object was to see who would give in first.

I knew from firsthand experience that Michelle never gave in. I could take a chainsaw to her, and if it were part of the Flick Game that girl still wouldn't cry uncle. When those two went at it, they would literally bring each other to tears from laughing so hard amid the shocking pain.

Lisa leaned over to Paul. "I'll be right back. Don't you dare go anywhere."

She jumped up, and Paul and I watched as she happily bounded onto the bed. "Hey, you two! No flick games, not now! Didn't you watch? We did it! We're no longer virgins!"

"Yes, you big dummy, of course we watched! Like…duh!" giggled Trish. "You were so awesome, it made us way horny!"

"They had an incredible first time. It was way better than mine, huh?" Michelle grinned, looking at Trish.

"I didn't see your first one, but from what you told me, nope, no way was yours anywhere near as good as theirs. C'mon, though, you also didn't have the benefit of the sexiest pair of siblings ever to walk the earth going totally crazy on you. You only got fucked, and it was just by one normal guy. Lisa's first time was with Captain Cock and Miss Universe. She got fucked by two porn stars!"

Still grinning, Michelle turned to Paul and me. "No doubt. Anytime you two want to gang up on me like that, feel free. You don't even have to ask."

Trish just smiled at us. "Dawn, you already know how I feel about you, and Paul, you can definitely fuck me anytime you want."

Lisa grabbed a big pillow and clobbered them both, knocking them clear off the bed as she shouted, "Hey! Get your own guys! I waited forever to find the right one, and you two just wanna barge in and take him?"

Although she was laughing, I could tell she really felt threatened. I jumped on the bed and took her by the hand, bringing her back to Paul. "Don't leave him alone. Go be with him. This was his first time too," I whispered. As she leaned down into his welcoming arms, I tenderly caressed her ass.

I had to laugh at Trish and Michelle, who were both giggling as they slithered back onto the bed. "Serves you right," I said. "You two, just leave Paul alone. Let Lisa have someone all to herself for once."

I was trying to put on my best stern look, but I couldn't keep it up. Finally I just started giggling too, and Trish beamed at me. "Are you and Lisa quite through with your little lectures? Jeez, it was just an offer. If she doesn't wanna share, I promise, I'll be good."

I looked at Michelle.

"Me too…" she sighed. "I promise. As much as I'd love it, if they don't want to do anything with me, I won't try to push it."

Grinning, she stuck her tongue out at Lisa.

"That's right, it's 'they,' as in two people," Lisa said, sticking her tongue out right back at Michelle. "Paul isn't just some dress you want to borrow. He's not mine to share. He has a say-so in this too, you know, and this is only our first date anyway!"

Paul leaned back and let out a hearty laugh. "Hooo! Oh really? This is our first date? Ummm, okay, I hereby formally declare that there will definitely be a second date, plus a third and a fourth, then a bazillion more, at least if it's up to me!"

Lisa happily hugged him close. "Oooh, I'm glad I passed the first-date test. You sure did!"

She snuck a quick peek at us, like she wanted to say something to him in private; giggling, she said it loud enough for us all to hear anyway. "You can definitely fuck me anytime you want. That was totally incredible!"

He hugged her, and they shared their first kiss. She rolled onto her back, pulling him into her arms and opening her mouth to kiss him more deeply.

"You can fuck me anytime you want, too," he said, pulling back with a big grin. "You were awesome, Lisa. You're even a great kisser!"

"Anytime I want?" she asked mischievously, reaching between his legs.

"Anytime you want," he nodded.

She looked over at us and giggled, "He's already hard again." Guiding his cock to the mouth of her drenched pussy, she spread her legs and gave him the sexiest smile ever. "If I can fuck you anytime I want, okay, I want to fuck you again, right now. Put that big cock back inside me, baby. Fuck me all day, then fuck me all night. I want you to fuck me every way possible."

She wrapped her legs around his hips, pulling him in. When he began stroking inside her, she brought her knees all the way back to her shoulders, fully offering herself to Paul's driving cock. "Ohhhh, yes! I love you inside me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she moaned, and we could hear his enormous pole moistly sluicing in and out of her oh-so-tight pussy.

I leaned down to give them each a kiss. "C'mon, you two, let's get you onto the bed. You're going to get rug burn from hell doing it on the floor all day."

Never unsheathing himself, Paul pulled her up with him, and she giggled as he carried her over to his bed. He gently set her down, then they skootched across the covers until he was on his knees. Having gained solid purchase, he kissed her again while stroking into her.

"Fuck me forever…" she purred, wrapping her long legs around his hips as he drove his massive club of a cock deep into her gorgeous pussy. Looking on with warm smiles, Trish and Michelle gently caressed her beautiful face, and she reached for my hand; squeezing it, she wouldn't let go. Taking his cock that way, her face so radiant in ecstasy, it was as if Lisa had been born to make love.

"You are so beautiful together. I love you both…" I whispered, again leaning down to kiss them each on the lips.

Paul pressed my face to her shuddering breasts, wanting me to kiss them. "I love you, big sister…" he panted, simply ravaging Lisa's shining sex. While he was madly fucking her, I was kissing her breasts, and Trish and Michelle were kissing every inch of her spectacular body. Alternating kisses and caresses from her face to her pussy, we were all making love to our beautiful Lisa.

"Love you, Dawn…love you so much…oh, god…Michelle…Trish…" she moaned, tears running down her soft cheeks as she gave herself over to the magical feeling of being loved by her closest friends.

She didn't mind at all when Michelle and Trish began kissing and touching Paul as he pumped his thick shaft into her. She let them lick his cock and feed it into her pussy, even encouraging them to squeeze his ass and make out with him while they fucked. Sometimes he would pop out of her pink slit, and one or more of us would be right there to suck his dick; moaning in delight, she always cheered us on.

When it all eventually became too much for Paul, he tensed up and exploded a second time inside her pristine pussy. Locking her arms and legs around him, she let out a deep, gorgeous moan, and she couldn't stop kissing him. Panting while holding his face to her breasts, she mouthed to me, "Thank you."

Grinning at the girls, I said, "Let's give them some time together by themselves."

Michelle and Trish gathered up their clothes, then the three of us clasped hands and walked naked from the room. I knew my baby doll top lay somewhere near the foot of Paul's bed, but I'd lost track of my panties.

Glancing back at the two lovers one last time on our way out, I saw Lisa almost frantically kissing Paul's neck, and that's when it dawned on me…my panties were still there, right where she wanted them.

~to be continued~

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