“I don’t want to know.” I told her, climbing off the bed and settling down next to her. “I don’t care. Would you do it today?”
“God no! I’d do anything to take it back.” She said while her shaking hands slowly worked their magic on her sister’s hair.
I got up with a smile, went to the bathroom and got the hair ties she used on our little one’s hair. I passed it to her and she smiled, tying off the braid, on one side of her sister’s head. Then she urged Jenny to turn on her side, so she was facing away from her, and started on the other one. I could picture a young Jenny with pigtail braids jogging out of the house to catch the bus.
“We have a new start. You swore to me you’d make it ‘for better’. So let’s leave any old crap behind us; it doesn’t matter today. Today I love you, and you love me, and we will not cheat on each other, wouldn’t think of it. But that doesn’t mean we can’t share.”
I was right in front of her now, leaning toward her, caressing her face. “From this day forward. Every day is better. Everything I do, I will do thinking of what you would like and want, and I hope you will do the same for me.” I gasped a bit when Jenny’s hand reached forward and pulled my softened dick to her mouth. She was just able to suck on the end of it.
“God!” Holly said with a sound of exasperation, pulling the end of the braid tight and tying it off. “My baby sister is a complete cock-whore for my husband, and I’ll be damned if I’m not going to encourage it!” She grabbed her sister’s braids, close to her head, and used them to pull her toward my cock, forcing the tart to get off the ground and onto her knees.
She tugged her face back and forth on my cock, and then passed the braids to me. “Don’t waste another load in her mouth; she doesn’t deserve it, the little witch.”
Holly got up and kissed me. “Past is done. I’m sorry for anything I did that would have hurt you, whether you knew about it or not. I swear I’ll do anything to make you happy. Just give me a chance.” Then she stood up.
I followed her lead, standing, pulling up Jenny by the braids, keeping her mouth on my cock, fucking her face, while she stayed on one knee, ready to move with me if she had to.
“Past is past. And I’m sorry as well. We’ll be deliriously happy together. Sound like a deal?”
She pushed up close to me, kissing me, hugging me tight. She pushed her hips toward mine, her sister’s head in the way, forcing her down onto my cock until I was buried in her throat. Our kiss was long and warm, and when she pulled away, Jenny pulled her face away, gasping.
“That was mean!” she gasped, when she stopped gagging.
“You have no idea! I may forgive you, but you’re still going to have to pay the piper. Not tonight, no, tonight is still yours, and he’s going to fuck you until you can’t walk.” She reached down and rubbed her thumb across her sister’s lips. “But you will pay, trust me, and afterwards, you’ll think twice about angering the senior wife.”
“So I’m still the junior wife?” she asked, plaintively.
“No divorces here. Happily ever fucking after.” Holly told her, her thumb in her sister’s mouth, where she sucked on it.
Jenny got up and gave Holly a big hug, “Thank you,” she said before kissing her hard.
Holly pulled away, “God, you are bad, you incestuous little cock-whore lezbo tramp!”
“Cock-whore, lezbo?” Jenny said then she quickly leaned down and grabbed her sister’s tit, sucking on the nipple. Holly gasped and started to push her away, then moaned and pulled her harder against her breast. While Jenny gobbled her sister’s sensitive tits, her free hand slid behind Holly’s back and disappeared in the crease of her butt. Then Jenny was wiggling her hips, in what I could only interpret as an invitation.
I stepped behind her and slid my cock home in her tight little slice. While I fucked her, I watched the older sister deal with her younger sister’s affection. It was a beautiful sight.
Jenny pulled her face off of her sister’s tit, then gave her nipple a big lick. “Cock-whore, lezbo, slut, tramp, whatever you want, I can be it for both of you.” She was pressing back against my onslaught on her pussy, while one hand squeezed her sister’s tit, and the other was working between her legs.
“I’ll make mistakes. I always do. I know I’m a fuck up.” She gasped, and her sister tried to quiet her, unsuccessfully. “Shit! I know it. But if you’ll forgive me, and be patient with me, I swear I’ll make it worth it. And I think that maybe with time, well, maybe I won’t screw up so much.”
Holly grabbed her sister’s braids, and tugged her toward our bed, ignoring Jenny’s “Ouch!” She sat on the edge and pulled Jenny to her tit, feeding her nipple to her sister. Pretty fucking hot if you asked me.
I had slipped out of her on the turn, but I was soon back inside my young cock-whore-lezbo-slut-tramp, fucking her with long, smooth strokes, getting off on the idea of the sisters becoming closer. Much closer.
Jenny’s hand settled into her sister’s lap, and went to work. Her arm and shoulder was moving hard and fast, and I could just picture the results of those movements on my wife’s twat. I leaned forward, grabbing Jenny by her tits from below, and fucked her harder, pulling on her tits for extra leverage. She pulled her mouth off of her sister’s nipple just long enough to moan “Oh, fuck, like that,” and returned to the full on suction.
Holly finally gasped and pushed Jenny’s face off of her tit, lying back on the bed. That just made her even more available, and Jenny, naughty little incestuous-cock-whore-lezbo-tramp-slut, dropped her face into Holly’s crotch and did the unthinkable. Or maybe the inevitable in our case.
Holly cried out, “No, JEN,” lifting her legs up, but Jenny just grabbed them tightly, held them against her shoulders and licked her older sister into submission.
This was all too much for me, and I was getting dangerously close to coming, so I slowed down my actions, easing in and out of Jenny, trying to reel back the urge to finish.
Jen on the other hand, seemed to have her situation well in hand. She hadn’t given up her spot between her sister’s legs, and Holly was moaning loudly, “Oh, you nasty little slut, you little bitch, oh FUCK, right there, there, there, Oh FUUUUUCK!”
All attempts to control my tempo were lost when I watched my wife come on her sister’s face for the first time. I slammed my cock hard and fast into Jenny, whose body rocked back and forth, transferring the pressure onto Holly’s pussy. “Oh GOD!” my wife cried out, “I’m coming again!”
And that was that. I blew my load in Jenny’s hot twat, not even trying to get her to come, just happy to have filled another hole, and looking forward to the next one.
I collapsed into the bed, bracketed by my two ‘wives’, worn out for the moment. I think the whole emotionality of the evening was as exhausting as the sex, but of course, I was working on a shortage of sleep, and a surfeit of sex.
“Jesus, Jen! When did you become such a slut?” Holly asked from my left side.