My Sexy Sisters Again

Saturday morning........

I awoke slowly, euphoria washing over my mind and body. Why did I feel so good? As I came closer and closer to full consciousness, I realized the source of my pleasure: my cock was being sucked and manipulated by a talented, hard working mouth! I opened my eyes and looked down. My beautiful, blonde, voluptuous, older sister, Britney, was kneeling on the bed next to me, and she had her luscious lips wrapped around the shaft of my cock. She was slurping and sucking, moving her head up and down over and over. She had one hand cradling my balls, and the other jacking the lower half of my shaft, her bright blue fingernails contrasting with the beet-red color of my erect cock.

Memories came flooding back to me; we were in my parent's bedroom, where my two beautiful, sexy twin sisters were breaking me in to the ways of love. Technically, I was still a virgin at this point, as we hadn't yet fucked, but last night, I had enjoyed several wonderful blowjobs and hand jobs, along with assorted kissing, fondling, and hugging, not to mention several rounds of very juicy pussy eating.

"Good morning, baby brother," came a voice at my ear. I turned my head. My other sister, Whitney, was kneeling beside my head. I looked up at her smiling face and her large, pendulous, naked breasts, just above her flat, smooth stomach and her shaved pussy. She reached out her hand and stroked my face with her pink-manicured fingers.

"Did you have a good sleep?" she asked. I nodded. "Are you ready for more?" she asked. I nodded and grinned. "Well, first you need a good breakfast," she declared. "After all, it's the most important meal of the day!" With that, she swung one knee over my head, and was soon straddling my face! She had her hands on the headboard of the bed, and her beautiful, luscious, hairless pink pussy lips dangling just above my mouth.

I took the hint. I grabbed her taut, shapely buns in my hands and manipulated her pussy to my mouth. My tongue probed between her fat lips, sliding up and down their length, flicking back and forth between them, and probing deeply into her soft, sensuous, womanly folds. Her musky scent filled my nostrils and her juices ran down into my mouth. Although I'd only been initiated into the joys of pussy munching yesterday, I was already a huge fan and aficionado. I lapped greedily at her soft, pink, pliable lips; I flicked my tongue over her little nub of a clit; I swallowed her flowing nectar. I love my sister. And I love her pussy!

And of course I also love my other sister, who was still sucking noisily at my straining cock. It was difficult to focus on the pleasure of Whitney's pussy in my mouth and Britney's mouth on my cock at the same time, but fortunately the dilemma was short lived. As I felt the orgasm building in my groin, my jaws involuntarily clamped down on Whitney's sensitive little nub of a clit. She came, thunderously, at the same time that my cock launched its first pearly rope of sperm of the day, directly into Britney's gobbling mouth. Brit clamped her lips tightly to my shaft to avoid wasting any of my creamy nectar. Whitney's pussy sauce ran down my face, frosting me like a glazed donut.

We shuddered and shook with our orgasms, but eventually disentangled ourselves. Britney immediately locked lips with Whitney, sharing my load of cum with her. They share everything. Then she kissed me good morning, taking the opportunity to lick the remains of Whitney's love juices from my face. We all had breakfast in bed that morning!

I got up to take a leak, and Britney and Whitney headed to the kitchen to make a pot of coffee and to microwave the leftover pizza from last night. We munched and sipped and chatted, sitting cross-legged and naked on our parent's big double bed and planning out the day's lessons.

"You did really well yesterday, little brother," Britney was saying. "I think you are a natural when it comes to sex."

"Yep, you sure licked my pussy good this morning," Whitney added. "I can't wait to feel your cock in it."

"Well, I appreciate you guys breaking me in with such good instructions," I told them. I looked at them both. From their tousled blonde hair, flashing blue eyes, pendulous breasts, and killer figures, they were just about the most beautiful things I could imagine. And they were my sisters, and my lovers. I was a lucky boy, and I knew it. "I'm looking forward to the final lesson."

"Final? Oh, there are lots more lessons coming!" said Whitney.

"Absolutely!" said Britney. "Fucking is just the beginning. And there are so many ways to fuck, too. You'll want to learn them all, of course."

"Oh, of course," I said, a little surprised. I expected one last demonstration, sticking my dick into each of them, and then my education as a sexual dynamo would be complete. But apparently they thought that I still had a lot to learn.

"We'd best get started," said Whitney, putting aside the empty plate, the pizza now gone. "Where should we start, Sis?"

"I think he should start with some meat-and-potatoes fucking, Sis," said Britney. "Since neither of us has a cock, we can't demonstrate like we did yesterday. We'll just have to coach you." She looked me in the eyes. "Are you sure you're ready for this? After this, you won't be a virgin anymore; there's no going back."

"I was born ready!" I declared, full of bravado. They both rolled their eyes and groaned.

"Okay, let's start with the good old man-on-top position. Tried and true; not very imaginative, but it still works well."

"You can't beat the classics!" added Whitney.

Britney got on her back in the middle of the bed. She propped her head up on a pillow, and spread her legs, her knees up. "This is it, Grasshopper; come and fuck your sister."

I knee-walked up between her spread legs, my cock once again hard and jutting out in front of me. I fingered her pussy; it was plenty wet. She stroked me a few times with her soft palm, just to make sure I was fully erect. She pointed the head of my bright red cock at the target: her glistening, wet, semi-open pussy.

"Put it in, Andy. Just press it in and see how it feels." Her voice was calm, but her eyes were moist and shining. I realized that she hadn't had a cock in her pussy since she last saw her boyfriend back on campus, and she was really looking forward to this, almost as much as I was.

I pressed the flaring purple head of my cock against her swollen pussy lips. I held the shaft in my hands, and slid it up and down a few times along the length of her lips. The soft, wet, slick feeling was incredible. I felt as if electrical jolts were running up and down my shaft. My heart was pounding. I pressed my hips forward. Her lips parted, and my cock head, purple and flaring, began to disappear into her velvety cave of love. As soon as the rim of the head disappeared, I gasped from the sensation. It was as if my entire body was inside her! I had no idea how the pleasure of a few inches of flesh could infuse one's entire being! It was totally incredible.

Britney was clenching her teeth and reaching her hands out to me, urging me in further. She wasn't in pain or anything; she was just horny as hell! She needed my cock in her, deeper and harder. I pressed on. Inch after inch of my shaft disappeared into her moist, glistening, soft, pink pussy; the pleasure infused my body with ever greater intensity. My brain pretty much turned off at this point, and I became little more than a fucking machine, my semi-conscious mind enjoying the sensations from afar. My hips began to swing, sliding my cock in and out of her tunnel of love over and over, like a piston in the cylinder of a high performance sports car. I felt Britney's hips arch, better aligning our genitals for maximum contact. I swung and pumped. I fell forward onto my hands, my face inches above hers. I wanted her mouth; I kissed it. The world ceased to exist except for my swinging hips and pounding cock, her juicy pussy, and our wet, biting mouths. Our tongues fucked each others' mouths as our genitals fucked each others' crotches. Our rhythm increased in both speed and urgency; we pounded together, harder and faster. Sweat broke out on our brows. We grunted and panted. Her legs flew up over my shoulders; my hips slammed against her buttocks. I fell down to my elbows, my chest mashing her boobs against her ribcage. Our mouths continued to grasp each other in a death lock. Part of my brain, far away on another planet, wondered if I had the stamina to keep this up. But my body didn't care; it was beyond control, and was pumping and swinging with a mind of its own. The incredibly pleasurable sliding, slipping, pumping action of my cock in her loving, grasping pussy was the entire universe. Nothing else mattered. Time stood still except for the thrusting, rhythmic, pumping.

Eventually, I felt a fire growing in my body; it was somewhere deep inside, but I didn't know just where. It was vaguely like the orgasms I feel when I whack off, but infinitely stronger, deeper, hotter. It grew and expanded and engulfed my body. My flesh was on fire; my cock was a light saber; my vision was a swirl of a thousand dancing fireflies. Then my groin exploded! I was sure that my cock had blown off, and shattered into a million pieces!

It hadn't of course, but I had emptied a huge load of cum into Britney's beautiful, soft, loving pussy. I don't remember it ending. The next thing I knew, I was lying on my back on the bed, with my hand clutching my chest, feeling my racing heart. Can a nineteen year old have a heart attack, I wondered? Britney and Whitney were sitting on either side of me, holding my other hand and stroking my forehead.

"Are you okay, little brother?" Britney was saying. She didn't look worried; more amused than anything else.

"I think so..." I said. I took mental inventory of my body; heart, still ticking. Brain, still thinking, sort of. Cock? I looked. Still there. Whew! "Yeah, I guess I'm okay," I said, weakly.

"Our little brother is a man!" laughed Whitney.

"Is it always like that?" I asked.

"You wish!" Britney laughed. "Although, it can be mighty good, if you do it right."

I struggled up to a sitting position. "I need a cigarette." I said.

They both laughed. "You don't smoke!"

"Okay, then; how about a Coke?"

Whitney went to the kitchen and got us all a round of Cokes. By then I was feeling almost normal. We sat on the bed, drinking our sodas, laughing and chatting.

"I haven't deflowered a boy for months," Britney was saying. "It's always nice to give something back to the community."

"What about that freshman at that party last week?" Whitney said.

"Oh, yeah; I forgot about him!" Brit admitted. "He was kind of cute."

My sisters are sweet and beautiful, and I love them very much; but they are definitely sluts.

"Well," said Whitney, "Andy here still has a lot of lessons to learn. And more importantly, I haven't been fucked yet! What are we going to do next?"

"Andy? Are you ready for another go?" asked Britney.

I looked down at my cock. It twitched. "Let me finish this Coke, and I think I'll be ready," I said. Ah, to be nineteen again!

My beautiful, sexy, stacked sisters, although identical twins, are not completely identical. For instance, Britney is much more given to pontificating than Whitney. And this was her opportunity.

"Well, Andy, there are many sexual positions that you should learn, and Sis and I are willing to teach them all to you. But in my opinion, the next one you need to learn is Doggy Style. It's especially useful if you ever need to fuck an ugly girl, because you don't have to look at her face." They both giggled. "Whitney? Would you do the honors?"

"Hey! I'm not ugly!" Whitney complained.

"Of course, not, Sis!" Brit laughed, kissing her and stroking her hair. "You're almost as beautiful as me. But it's your turn. Unless you want to skip a turn?"

"No fucking way!" said Whitney. "Okay, Grasshopper, you get to fuck me like an animal." She got on all fours in the middle of the bed. Her knees were shoulder width apart, and I could see her fat pussy lips sticking out between her soft luscious thighs. "Just sidle on up here and poke it in me."

I knee-walked up behind Whitney. Her delicious ass was round and beautiful before me, and I was tempted to take a bite out of it. But my cock was stirring again, and I really wanted to repeat the out of body experience that I'd just had with Britney. Was it real? Did I really feel that? It was so good that it was hard to believe it had actually happened. I had to try it again.

I looked at her round ass, her shapely legs, her sleek back. God, she was beautiful. I stroked my hands up and down the back of her thighs; she cooed with delight. I slid my finger into her pussy, hanging there between her legs, smiling backwards at me.

"Are you gonna tease me? Or are you gonna fuck me?" Whitney moaned. I remembered that she hadn't had a stiff dick inside her since leaving campus, either. My cock was jutting out like a cannon. I pressed it up against her swollen nether lips, and pushed it inside of her. She moaned, groaned, and shuddered as I entered her.

The velvety darkness again took hold of my soul. Just like with Britney, I became completely lost in the moment. The magical touch of my beautiful sister's pussy, those soft, silky, sugar walls of her womanhood, transported me to a magical land of pleasure and euphoria. I pressed my cock in as deep as it would go. I felt my hips press against her soft warm buttocks; I felt my balls slapping against her swollen pussy lips. Instinctively, I grabbed her hips in my hands, and used the leverage to increase the pressure of my swing. We worked up a rhythm. My cock went in and out of her, thrusting and sliding. Whitney responded by slamming her hips back onto my cock. The sounds of slapping flesh and slurping fluids filled the air, along with the fragrances of sweat and pussy juice. I was again transported to that magical land of sex, where the brain is a second class citizen and the body is a god. My cock, buried in her soft, silken pussy, collected enough pleasure to overwhelm my entire body and mind, and overtake my will. We swung; we slammed; we fucked. Fortunately for Whitney, my last orgasm was recent enough that I had a long way to go. My rigid shaft, my flaring cock head, and my slapping nut sack stimulated her sensitive pussy and clit until she cried out with her own orgasm, her head jerking and her hips spasming. The sudden and unexpected motion of her hips pushed me to my own orgasm, and I filled her clenching pussy with my latest injection of sperm. She slowly collapsed down to the bed, and I followed her down, not wanting to withdraw my cock from the cozy, loving sheath of her tight, grasping, beautiful pussy.

We lay there on the bed, still coupled, for several minutes. Britney watched us, transfixed. Finally we pulled apart, and rolled over into sitting positions. Britney looked from Whitney's crotch, to mine, and back again.

"I don't know which one I want to lick up first!" she said. But she must have tossed a mental coin, for she dove between Whitney's legs and licked up the mingled sperm and pussy juice that was running out of her crack. After that, she switched over to me, and cleaned up my shriveling cock with her soft, swift pink tongue.

The love fluids in her tummy made Britney all the hornier; she was ready for the next fucking lesson. However, I was still in recovery mode. "Andy, I think it's time for you to experience the Cowgirl position. Are you ready?"

I looked down at my cock, which was doing it's best to hide. "Um, Sis, I think I need a few minutes here," I told her. She was not happy to hear it.

"Well, maybe we can speed things up. Sis?" She looked at Whitney. "I think that Andy needs to experience the Double Blow Job. What do you think?"

"It couldn't hurt!" said Whitney. They pushed me over onto my back and spread my legs wide, and both attacked my limp dick with their soft, luscious, moist, loving mouths. Whitney wrapped her lips around my cock head, and Britney slurped my balls into her mouth. They sucked and slurped, loved and licked. Their hands roamed up and down my thighs, probed my anus, and jacked my shaft. It wasn't long before my cock was again at full extension; long, hard, bright red, and ready for action!

I lay on my back, my stiff cock pointing upward like a Saturn 5 rocket on a launch pad. "Mmm, that's a tasty sight," said Britney. "Now, Grasshopper, you are about to experience the Cowgirl Fuck. Many men love it, because it takes minimal effort on their part. All you have to do is lie there. And, if you want, do a little thrusting with your hips."

"That works for me," I said. Frankly, I was ready for a little relaxation, not that I didn't want to continue the sex. This sounded just perfect.

Britney pulled my legs straight out below me, knees down, and legs together. She straddled my groin, crouching on the balls of her slender, dainty feet. She hovered her pussy lips just above the glowing purple head of my cock. She grasped my shaft in her hand and guided it toward its target.

"Just lay there, baby brother," she said. "And let your big sister do all the work." She slowly lowered herself onto my shaft, impaling her body on my stiff, red, engorged member. I felt her pussy engulfing me, swallowing me, enveloping me. That same feeling of euphoria, of being transported to another time and dimension, took over my mind. My eyes half closed and rolled back into their sockets, and I gave myself over to the infinite pleasures of being buried in her soft, moist, warm, tender tunnel of love. As the infinitely slick and tight flesh of her pussy enveloped the smooth flesh of my cock, she proceeded to bounce up and down on her knees. Sometimes, she would only rise and fall a few inches, executing short, sharp swipes along my throbbing, pumping member. Other times, she would slowly rise until my cock head almost popped out, the purple rim just starting to appear on the outside, and then slide back down, taking me back in to the root. Sometimes she would rotate her hips in a belly dancer's circle, bringing the maximum pressure to various parts of my cock at various parts of the cycle. Other times she would lean backwards a bit, and reach behind her to slowly polish and massage the tight skin of my scrotum while she bounced up and down on my flagpole.

Looking up at her, I couldn't help but marvel at my beautiful, loving, sexy, large-breasted and extremely horny sister, and think about how much I loved her. I also couldn't help but think about how erotic her breasts were, swinging in those beautiful arcs on her chest; her stiff, crinkly brown nipples pointing forward. I reached up with both hands and grasped them, squeezing slightly. I caught her nipples in the V between two fingers with each hand, and tweaked them as I massaged. Her moaning and panting increased even further. She threw her head back until I could no longer see her face; only the pointed underside of her chin sat atop her shoulders from my angled perspective, a pale white triangle aiming towards Heaven.

She began to bounce faster and harder and more furiously. I could feel the familiar gurgling in my balls that signaled an orgasm was on its way, like the distant rumble of a train far down the track, quickly approaching the station but still too far away to see. And just like that iron horse sliding down the steel rails of the track, my steely shaft slid deeper and deeper into the velvety, loving depths of her moist, warm, loving, sucking pussy.

I felt that I was about to launch, and Britney felt it as well. She watched my eyes. As soon as the inevitability of my orgasm shook my body, she slammed her pelvis down to my hips and leaned forward as far as she could go. As my cock shot spurt after spurt of pearly white jism into her deepest caverns, she leaned forward and ground her clit on my pubic bone, back and forth and in tiny little circles. It was just the stimulation she needed to put herself over the edge as well. She shouted out in her orgasm, and flung herself forward, burying her face in my neck. I felt the fleshy mounds of her voluptuous breasts pressing down onto my chest. I felt her thighs squeeze tightly against my hips. I reached my hands around her ass and grabbed tightly onto her fabulous buns. She shook several times, the powerful orgasm sending spasms throughout her body, and squeezing the last few drops out of my cock. I could feel the cum running back down out of her pussy and onto my balls.