“You’re too much of an idealist, Ben. You and me, we’re a one of a kind couple. Not everyone gets to grow up with their soulmate.” Dawn beamed at me and I felt the warm glow of her love wrap around me like a blanket while she physically wrapped herself around my arm. “Now you and Brooke not having a future doesn’t matter. You don’t have to be her last lover; but you can be her first. She loves you. She trusts you. And I can’t think of anyone more perfect for her than you.”
I sighed. “You’re just trying to build up my confidence about this, aren’t you?”
Dawn shrugged. “You’re here to make this beautiful for Brooke, and you can’t do that if you’re second-guessing yourself while it happens. I’m your girlfriend; I put you at ease. It’s what I do.”
I chuckled. “I don’t think most girlfriends ever try to get their boyfriends to have sex with their sisters.”
Dawn squeezed my arm. “Like I said. We’re one of a kind.”
“Fuck me! Fuck me, Ben! Oh, lick me! Lick me, Brooke! Oh this is so fucking incredible! I never DREAMED I’d be fucking you both at the same time! Oh, shit! Oh, shit! I’m cumming!” DJ arched her back, wailing ecstatically. I was pounding the young blonde doggy-style. Her twin braids danced around with a life of their own. Her spine rippled, a shuddering that started up at the base of her neck and worked its way like an earthquake down her back, lower and lower until it reached her hips. And then I felt the tight pulsing squeezes of her pussy muscles clamping down on my cock.
This was the third time during this particular fuck that DJ had lit off into orgasm, and the way her pussy gripped me always threatened to make me blow. This time, she actually did set me off. And while I bellowed in a deep voice, I felt my balls evacuating as I nutted my load deep inside the young teenager.
Beneath DJ in the sixty-nine position, Brooke was eagerly lapping at her best friend’s clit, even though DJ was a little too distracted to return the favor. She’d also occasionally strayed to lick my balls, and if Brooke had ever done that while DJ’s pussy muscles were pulsing, I would have lost my load long ago.
As it was, I was only now blasting away, deliriously happy that I was cumming into a tight pussy, when suddenly that tight pussy was gone. The abrupt sensation was enough to draw my attention back down, and I saw that while DJ’s cute ass was still pointing back at me, she was a few inches off course while Brooke had fisted my cock from underneath me and was now aiming my spurting cannon into her gaping mouth. And then my groans only picked up in pitch and volume as I emptied the rest of my spunk down my little sister’s throat.
Brooke moaned and hummed happily while she drank down every drop of me, and even when I was done cumming, the horny young brunette couldn’t seem to get enough. Pushing my cock out of the way, she turned to where DJ had collapsed onto her side and fastened her mouth over her best friend’s shaved snatch, which had only begun to leak out the semen I’d deposited there.
That also left Brooke’s naked body wide open and vulnerable before me. Her ass was pointed back at me, her wet and juicing pussy seeming to invite me inside. For three days, the four of us had been getting together for morning sex sessions. For three days, I’d looked into my sister’s eyes with growing lust and come away certain that she wasn’t ready yet. And so for three days I’d been suppressing my urges.
Thankfully, Dawn and DJ were more than happy to relieve me of that pent-up lust.
But the lust always came back. And so I eagerly dove onto Brooke’s body from the opposite direction, pulling her thighs apart and pushing my tongue into her virginal snatch. The effect was immediate. My sister squealed and moaned happily, and while she suckled out all my remaining cream from DJ’s pussy, I worked Brooke over until she gave me some cream of her own.
Dawn wasn’t idle during this either. She’d been rubbing herself to orgasm beside us while I pounded DJ from behind. Presently, she took my deflating prick into her mouth to revive me for another go. And so the four of us were a chain of oral pleasure, Brooke eating out DJ, me eating out Brooke, and Dawn swallowing my cock.
Soon, we all seemed ready to go again. Brooke flopped onto her back and gasped for air while DJ crawled away to curl into a little ball, hoping for some time to recover from her repeated orgasms. I scooted away from Dawn at the imagined invitation from Brooke, moving into a push-up position over my little sister and nudging my hard erection against her crotch. And when I bent my head to kiss my sister, she wrapped her arms around me and hummed happily, moaning into our liplock.
Now was the time. Now I could finally be inside her. Now I would take her and make her a woman.
But when my cockhead settled in between her spread labia, the passway wonderfully lubricated by an abundance of fluid, Brooke suddenly went rigid and her eyes popped open. Lust radiated from her eyes at me, and her mouth opened in a gasp as my cock pushed fractionally forward, meeting resistance along the way.
And then Brooke’s eyes tightened as she felt the first pain of her maidenhead being stretched. But it wasn’t just pain. She was horny, and she wanted me, but she was still scared. I could see it in her eyes. And with a wail of great sorrow I tore myself away from her before my body’s instincts did something I would later regret. There always might be a chance later. But if I did this prematurely, there wouldn’t be any going back. And for me to do that to my little sister just wasn’t an option.
Brooke was quickly on her side, moaning a distraught, “I’m sorry, Ben.”
But I’d already shut my eyes and moved to Dawn, who willingly spread her legs and pulled back on her own knees for me. ‘Don’t think, don’t think, don’t think. Just MOVE, ‘ I told myself. A second later I was inside of my girlfriend, feeling a wave of relief wash over me as I settled my forehead to the blanket beside her.
I was breathing heavily and my heartbeat was still racing when Brooke moved alongside me and kissed my cheek. “I’m sorry, Ben.” Her voice was tinged with guilt.
I shook my head and forced away any disappointment. “Don’t be sorry, Brooke. I’ll always love you. You’ve nothing to feel guilty about.”
“But I’m such a tease,” she moaned.
“No, you’re not teasing. You’re just not ready yet,” I insisted.
“I’m not complaining,” Dawn grinned beside us. I turned my head to my girlfriend, giving her a soul-searching kiss of gratitude and love. And then concentrating on my feelings for the gorgeous young woman beneath me, I made love to Dawn.
Everything was as it should be.
“Feel like going up to the ridge?” Dawn looked over at me with a hopeful smile on her face. “Should be a great sunset tonight.”
I smiled and nodded. Dawn and I hadn’t been up to the romantic sunset view for about a week and I slipped my hand into hers. “Sure,” I replied. “Anywhere with you.”
The two of us left the pool table where we’d been killing time and went outside. There, standing together just outside the lodge not twenty feet from us were some familiar faces. Brooke and DJ were chatting with Andrew Hemingway, who looked simultaneously thrilled to be talking to the pretty girls and also ready to shit his pants.
It was a common enough sight. Ever since that bonfire when Andrew had first dared to kiss Brooke’s cheek, the 16-year-old boy had been following Brooke around like a lost puppy. Sure, he didn’t join us on our morning “hikes”. But in the afternoons, he was ever present as they all played around the lake, engaged in various camp activities, or even just suntanned and talked. I’d never seen any more physical contact between the kid and my little sister, but it was clear that they both had an interest in each other.