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I was bored as hell tonight.

It was probably going to be one of those nights where nothing was supposed to happen but I couldn’t have been more wrong. Tonight will be the night my whole life changed, for better or for worst.

I’m a typical 23-year-old guy who loved to go out on weekends, meet different girls in clubs, and then just fuck the shit out of them in the end. Pardon my French, but that’s the way I am. I think that’s the way any guys are, whether they admit it or not. We, as boys, are born to make sure more assholes like us are born.

I had plans to go out with this hot girl I met in college but since the radiator in my car wasn’t working and she didn’t have a car of her own, the date was cancelled. I was stuck home on a Friday night with my two younger sisters. To make matter worst, I was horny and I was looking forward to a long night of jacking off. Masturbating was going to be a lot less distracting since my parent was ready to leave for a late cocktail party on the other side of town.

I was so pissed at the idea of not going out that I stayed in my bedroom and watched ESPN, waiting for them to leave. Instead of wearing my nice clothes, I had on my sweatpants and a T-shirt. I heard my mother telling my two sisters they were leaving. A minute later, my father opened my bedroom door, a big, burly man, and smiled, “Okay, Billy, we’ll see you tomorrow.”

I turned and gave him a little smile of my own. “All right, Dad, try not to party too hardy tonight.”

He chuckled. “We’ll try. We hardly ever go out so don’t expect us home before midnight, son.”

“I won’t be expecting you until at least tomorrow morning.”

My father laughed and closed the door. I heard my parent leave the hallway. Minutes later, I could hear their car backing out of the driveway. Then they were gone. I tried watching the baseball highlights on ESPN but I couldn’t help but hear my two sisters laughing in their bedroom. I turned up the volume and tried to watch the T.V. but there was a sudden curiosity growing in me. Wondering what they were talking about, I stood and quietly moved down the hall. I stopped outside their bedroom and tried to listen to their conversation through the door.

Before we get on with their conversation, I want to tell you about my sisters: Priscilla and Veronica. Like most brothers, I love them and I hate them. They were both gorgeous in their own different ways and definitely heartbreakers like me.

My youngest sister, Priscilla, just turned eighteen last week. She was often described as cute but I knew she was more than that. With long, dark hair, she had a high, rounded forehead and huge violet eyes. Her nose was straight with just a hint of a tilt at the end. Her lips were full, appearing if she had a pout. She wasn’t tall but she made up for it with a seamless, defined ass that was to-die-for. She looked like one of those young lingerie models but with a small, well-rounded booty that always stretched tight in her clothes.

Veronica, my other sister was 20-year-old but she was more voluptuous and full-breasted than her little sister. She had high Nordic cheekbones and an exquisite, cock-teasing smile. Unlike Priscilla and our father, she was a natural Swedish blonde like her mother. Her eyes were sensuous, exotic with a touch of azure and unfathomable depths of passion. She was a tall girl (she’s five-eleven) with breasts that were the size of cantaloupes and a slim waist that made her even hotter.

Good genes ran in this family.

All the hours of weightlifting and swimming paid off for me. Back in high school, I hadn’t been as well-defined or confident as I am now. I’m six feet tall with a smile that was boyish, charming, and I weighed a solid 180 pounds. Since then, my sisters had been complimentary and affectionate with me from time to time. “You’re a hottie,” Veronica would say as she caught me coming home from the gym. She even gave me a kiss on the lips, lingering for just a long second, and whispered, “I’m glad I’ve got a big handsome brother like you.”

Priscilla wasn’t as obvious but she had been checking me out. Whenever she saw me sunbathing by the pool, she would bring me a glass of lemonade and try to strike up a conversation so she could occasionally touch my biceps. “Mm, not bad,” Priscilla cooed, rubbing my arm with a cute smile. “I just love men with big arms.”

With Mom and Dad out for the night, I kept wondering if their blatant affection was intentional or a just harmless tease. My hormones was so off-the-chart tonight that I was surprised I was this horny. I haven’t had sex in a week and I even managed to avoid masturbation so that would explain my abnormal longing. In a way, I had been saving myself for that stupid date.

I heard some more laughter and some excited talking. I leaned against the door of Priscilla’s bedroom and listened. Before I even heard a word they said, I had an immediate impression they were talking about boys and sex. It definitely wasn’t fast cars canlı bahis and sport.

“I swear, he was so small,” Veronica’s voice said, ” it wasn’t even funny. It was actually pretty sad.”

Priscilla giggled. “Oh, my God, are you serious?”

“I’m dead serious. A big hunk with a small cock, and he’s a point guard for the college basketball team!”

“Did you tell him anything?”

“No way! You never tell boys that they have a small cock. It can scar them for life. But I had the courtesy to at least give him a pity fuck. The little prick came before I could take off my bra!”

Another giggle from Priscilla. “Well, you do have nice tits.”

“Aw, thank you, sweetie.”

Just the idea of seeing Veronica taking off her bra gave me a semi and I realized my way of thinking about my own sisters was changing tonight. Maybe it was the full moon or the fact that I haven’t had a release in quite a while. The way she was talking in her hushed tone turned me on and I suddenly had a pornographic image of fucking her senseless.

My semi was slowly turning into a full-fledged erection. I tried not to lose control of my imagination but I started to think what it would feel like fucking not just Veronica but Priscilla as well. An unthinkable threesome.

“Guess what?” Priscilla was saying. “Trent finally asked me out to prom.”

“Oh, honey, I’m so excited for you! Do you think he’ll be the one?”

“Uh-huh, I think so.” A pause. “I hope so. I’ve been saving myself too long for the right guy but I still got to get with the program.”

I almost fell into the door. Priscilla was a virgin? As beautiful as she was, I was surprised how many boys and all the peer pressure she had to dodge in order to keep herself intact. This was the kind of era where it was extremely rare to find an 18-year-old virgin as stunning as her. No doubt she was in heat for some serious carnal education.

I remember being with her in a supermarket a couple years back and she was wandering down the aisle by herself. A tall, older black man who looked like an ex-NBA player asked for her number. I can imagine an innocent, spectacular brunette like Priscilla would be thoroughly fucked by that man; an interracial corruption of her white flesh being violated by a black flesh. My father was a racist so that was would be an interesting tragedy.

So it was no question she had a line of men waiting to pop her cherry. I felt my cock grew even harder, forcing a tent in my sweatpants. There was a feeling of guilt and ultra-excitement mingling together, somehow heightening the sexual tension.

Breaking in sweats, I felt at a loss for control. I thought about going back to my room and watching porn but suddenly that didn’t appeal to me anymore.

I wanted my own sisters now. When and where would a better opportunity come than now?

I took a deep breath and made the decision to gamble. And it was a gamble for several reasons. They were my sisters, making the stake even higher. I had no idea what I was going to say or what I was going to do once I walk in there. But the idea of having both of my young sisters was too overwhelming; I didn’t care about the consequences. Ironically, I also didn’t think about the consequence if I’ve succeeded.

With another deep breath, I opened the door, very aware of my straining cock, and stepped inside. Priscilla’s entire bedroom had that feel of teenage decoration, especially with the pink walls and posters of her favorite movie stars. A queen-sized bed was placed at the center of the room where the two of them were lying together and giggling. My big cock was straining to break out of my sweatpants.

Oblivious of anything else, I remained standing before them, feeling the adrenaline of exhilaration, fear, and sexual anticipation. Priscilla was wearing a tight pink tank top and gym shorts which revealed her taut ass. Veronica was still wearing a large T-shirt and those tight blue sweatpants as for her pajamas. In the midst of her laughter, Priscilla was the first to see me. She stopped laughing and stared at me. Veronica followed her gaze and saw me. She stopped smiling, stunned.

There was a long, deep silence in this room.

Just when I thought I made a mistake, I suddenly realized I didn’t have to say anything. I could feel my spur-of-the-moment plan working now.

Maybe it was the full moon out there because I could immediately see the lust in their wide eyes. The sexual tension in the air was warm and thick, causing me to sweat. Common sense was dead in this room; only the guilt-free awareness of how taboo the whole situation was.

Unable to take her eyes off my pants, Priscilla whispered, “He’s so big.”

Veronica licked her lips and made an absent nod. “Yes, Prissy, he is big indeed.”

With a smile, I couldn’t help but think of Little Red Riding Hood saying to the wolf with wide-eyed innocence, “My, Grandma, what BIG cock you have!” These two girls were my little red riding hoods and I was bahis siteleri becoming their big, bad wolf.

“Billy, could we see it?” Veronica asked. Her voice was low, very husky. Priscilla’s naive eyes grew wider with excitement, watching me.

I stared at the two of them, feeling my heart thudding hard in my chest, and forced a nod. Then, without saying a word, I pulled down my sweatpants. Suddenly, my cock sprang out like a springboard, bringing a great sense of reliefs. They gasped as they saw what I was born with.

“Oh, my,” Priscilla whispered. “You’re so long.”

Veronica nodded. “Unbelievable.”

I had to look down to make sure of that. My cock was a long, thick purplish-red monster filled with veins and sweats. I never measured my cock but I would have to say it was roughly the size of a large cucumber when it was flaccid.

Right now, with my monstrous erection, I can even begin to describe how big and rock-hard my cock is. I’ll just let you use your imagination. My two sisters were still staring at my gift. I flexed my penis muscle, making the cock convulse on its own.

“Wow,” Priscilla muttered. “Oh, wow.”

I also realized I was in control of the situation. They were already getting hungry by what they were seeing so why not make them want it even more? Tease them a little?

“Okay, girls, that’s all you’re gonna get,” I said as I hiked up my pants. My cock was back pushing against the fabric of my boxer, uncomfortable as hell. “I just wanted to let you know there are some guys out there with cocks like miner. Good luck finding them though.”

“No, wait!” Veronica stood from the bed and hesitated. “Can I touch it? I wanna see what it feels like.”

Priscilla shot her a jealous look. “But I wanna touch it, too!”

“Shut-up, ” Veronica said. “I’m your older sister, so you’ll wait your turn.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing but I hid my amazement with a cool smile. “And I’m your older brother. What make you think I’m gonna let my own sister touch my dick?”

Veronica looked at me with those passionate eyes and smiled. “You’re telling me you wouldn’t let me touch you?”

“Nope.”

Suddenly, Veronica was in uncharted territory. She had never been rejected before. A look of embarrassment and anger slowly became obvious in her face. “You’re scared, aren’t you?” she snapped. “That if I touch you, you’ll probably cum like all the other guys!”

I laughed, shaking my head. “I don’t have what you call ‘premature ejaculation.’ I can hold it in as long as I can.”

“Bullshit!”

“I’m not lying.”

Priscilla finally spoke out, “Prove it to us, Billy.”

I stopped as a fantastic idea dawned on me. “Okay, you want me to prove it? ” Quickly, I took off my T-shirt, revealing my broad shoulder and abs muscles. I gave them a grinning smile and took off my sweatpants. Now I was standing there in front of them wearing nothing but this undying hard-on. “We’re gonna play a game.”

Priscilla moved off the bed and stood next to her sister. “A game?”

“A stamina game.” I paused, looking at the two of them together. “I’ll only tell you how to play if you take off your clothes first. Both of you.”

There was no need for persuasion. My wish was their command. I grabbed my cock and gradually began stroking it.

Veronica was the first to do take off her clothes. She started off with deliberation and style; indicating she had put on this kind of show before. She slowly removed her tight sweatpants, revealing her beautiful long legs, and she kicked it across the room. With a broad smile, she took off her T-shirt and shook her blonde hair loose. She stood before me, wearing only her black nylon bra and panties.

I took a deep breath, wondering if my stamina might even last long at all. Despite years of experience with other girls, Veronica and Priscilla were without a doubt the most beautiful creatures I’ve ever seen. What made this tougher and interesting is the fact that they were my flesh and blood.

I didn’t think it was possible but I could feel my cock growing even harder, and it was starting to hurt. “I said all of it,” I croaked.

Veronica smiled, turned her back to me, and slowly unsnapped her bra apart. Now I could see the perfect tan on her back. Then Veronica stuck her ass out to me and slowly pulled down her panties, showing me a beautiful ass on top of two incredible thighs. A cute tattoo of a butterfly on the small of her back was revealed to me. As she bent over to take off the panties, I briefly saw her pussylips and almost went weak in the knees.

I knew it would take a lot of work trying to push my cock in there, and I felt lightheaded at the idea. I was this close to just deciding to fuck her. No foreplay and no warning. But I had patience and a little self-control to wait.

Veronica looked at me and smiled. “You like what you see, Billy?”

“Turn around, bitch. I want to see your so-called legendary tits. “

Staring at me bahis şirketleri intently, I can tell she like being called a bitch. She turned around, showing me her entire body completely buck-naked. I first looked at her pair of cantaloupe-sized breasts, and finally after all those years hiding behind shirts and swimsuits, I was able to see how great they were. Her nipples were hard and actually pink with quarter-sized aureoles. She had a taut stomach and a perfect waist. Then I saw her crevice; her cunt completely shaved and definitely looked as if it had never been fucked by a cock before, let alone a cock like mine.

Feeling my heartbeat going faster, I looked at Priscilla and waited.

Priscilla hesitated and I somehow felt turned on by her very shyness, her coyness. She was so beautiful; I was still amazed no one popped her cherry yet. There was an intense hope that I would have that honor if she let me. I massaged my cock in a long caress and she seemed to like that.

Little Prissy made an awkward smile and started off by just simply taking off her small tank top, quickly exposing her titties to me. Her breasts were like a pair of small melons and her stomach was tight, well-toned. I would probably be able to see the shape of my cock if I pushed myself deep into her ass. And I wondered how she would scream if I did that.

Then Priscilla turned halfway around, never taking her violet eyes off me, and slowly took off her gyms short. This time my cock twitched in excitement. I had to stop touching myself to avoid ejaculation. If there was a Beauty Pageant for Greatest Ass, she would be Miss Universe. That’s why I’m surprised she’s a virgin. Her butt was firm, perfectly-shaped, and her thighs were just as toned. She also had a tight, puckered asshole, and the best sight of all was her beaver. She had a little brown bush around her cunt but somehow that appealed to her innocence.

“You look beautiful, Prissy, ” I told her.

She blushed, showing a rush of confidence, and bit the bottom of her lip. Veronica was still looking at my cock, never mind the fact that the little sister she always been overprotected of was very close to losing her virginity.

I think my cock just got even harder. It literally felt harder than a baseball bat. My one-eyed beast was a now rock-hard shaft pulsing with thick veins and drips of pre-cum.

“So what’s the game, big brother?” Veronica asked, smiling.

“Both of you girls will get to touch this cock but you have to take turn. You both have five minutes to try to prove that I don’t have any stamina.”

Veronica frowned, looking disappointed. “Only five minutes?”

“First you’re gonna have start off with a hand job. That’s five minutes for each of you. If you failed, then you’ll give me a blowjob. Another five minutes. If you both failed, then you decide what you want to do with me. But only for five minutes. It goes on and on.”

Suddenly, the fire in Veronica’s blue eyes came alive. She started to rub her breasts down to her stomach. “Then I hope you can last, Billy. I really do.”

Priscilla was starting to look a little nervous but there were no denying the excitement in her eyes. She was still biting her lips, ready, despite her inexperience. I loved it when she does that.

Veronica walked over to me and gave me a sensual kiss on the cheek, lingering for a moment. Then she dropped to her knees. I took intake of breath as Veronica let my unbreakable cock rub against her belly, grazing up between her ample breasts until it sprang in front of her face. She looked up at me and smiled and one-handed my large cock. Her fingers couldn’t even meet around my girth. She spat on my shaft, using her saliva as lubricant, and started to jack me off.

It was tough to give me a hand job with one hand. So she sat up and put both fists around it, firmly stroking them all the way up and down it.

“Oh, fuck,” I muttered.

An electric rush went from my shaft to my loins, a tingling sensation shooting down my balls. The vigorous motion of her arms was making her huge tits dance up and down. I tried to bear as much as I could. Veronica let out a moan as she tried to use both hands to please me. The warm smell of sweats, wet cunt, and pre-cum began to fill the bedroom.

“Ungh,” I grunted. “Oh, fuck, baby, jack it. Jack my big cock!”

“You like that, huh?” Veronica sneered, trying to go even faster. “Huh? You like it?”

“Yeah, I love it.”

“You know what we’re doing?” She tossed her blonde hair back and hissed at me, “This is incest. Yeah, that’s right! Incest, you fucking pervert!”

“Oh, fuck.” Now a rush of guilt was making me even harder. I closed my eyes and tried to think of anything but the image of Veronica’s almost feeble existence jacking off my monstrous cock was too much. I opened my eyes and looked at her, wanting so bad to just cum on her jumble titties.

Priscilla was in awe at this sight. Her one hand was instinctively rubbing across her lower belly.

Veronica’s mouth was so close to my cock that her hot breaths moisturized my entire shaft as she jacked me off. She looked as if she was very close to just sucking me off but she held her end of the bargain.

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