When I get home, I crawl into bed between Susan and Sherrie, snuggling against the warmth of their naked bodies. I try to sleep, but the image of Danae’s battered body keeps popping into my brain. I try thinking about Nicole, Maggie and Carolyn, but it isn’t enough to erase the guilt from this evening. I finally doze off, waking when I hear Susan coming out of the shower.
“Hey sleepy head.” She says, as she rummages through her dresser for some underwear. “What time did you get home last night?” She asks, picking out a light blue thong and matching bra.
“It was pretty late.” I say. “We won our game, though.” I tell her.
“I know.” She says, crawling up on the bed and dangling her tits in my face. “I heard about the last minute touchdown.” She says, as I suck one of her nipples into my mouth. “Sherrie went to get some bagels and you have a plane to catch.” She says, pulling her nipple from my mouth and leaning down to kiss me. “You’re going to see your girlfriend, remember?” She asks. The way she says it leaves little doubt that she still would rather I didn’t.
“I love you.” I say, fondling her tits with my hands, as I push my tongue into her mouth.
“I know.” She says quietly. “But I’m your sister, not your girlfriend.” She sighs. “So you need to get up… I mean out of bed.” She smiles, pulling the covers back and revealing my morning hard-on. “Well, maybe just a quick taste.” She says, sucking the head of my cock into her mouth and flicking her tongue across it.
“Does Nicole suck your cock this good?” Susan asks, locking her eyes on mine, as she deep throats me and flicks her tongue along my shaft.
“Mmmmmm.” I moan. “Not quite like that.” I answer honestly.
“Does she fuck you and then suck you hard again, as many times as I do?” She asks, as she licks up and down the entire length of my throbbing cock, while caressing my balls with her fingertips.
“No.” I pant. “No one gets me up as many times as you do.” I’m bucking my ass off the bed, as Susan squeezes my cock with her hand, and licks the sensitive area just under the head. I don’t know why, but my sister’s jealousy is adding to my arousal level. I feel my balls tighten just as Susan slides her lips over my cockhead and pumps me in and out of her warm, wet mouth. I shoot immediately, filling my sister’s mouth with several large loads of cum. She sucks me dry, swallowing every drop and then crawls up on top of me.
“Does she take it up the ass, like I do?” Susan whispers, as she brushes her tits over my chest and cradles my spent cock between her legs.
“No, she doesn’t.” I answer, as I catch my breath. But her mother does. I don’t say this to Susan, of course.
“Then, I don’t know what you see in her.” She teases, as she gets off the bed and starts getting dressed.
I lie there a minute, thinking about her questions, as I watch her get dressed. Her beautiful tits hang temptingly from her chest, as she slips the thong over her feet and pulls it up. She wiggles her ass around, as she situates the thong between her firm checks and I watch her hairless pussy disappears from view behind the thin material. As she adjusts her large tits inside each cup of her bra, I get out of bed and head into the shower.
“Can I ask you a question?” Susan asks, while we’re driving to the airport.
“You seem to have a lot of questions, lately.” I smile.
“I just want to know what you see in her?” Susan asks. “I’m not jealous.” She says quickly. “I just wonder.” Her expression is more of interest than jealousy, but I can’t help questioning her motivation, as I think about the answer. I surprisingly have trouble answering it.
“I’m not sure.” I answer honestly. “We have fun together. We like the same things. The sex is great.” What I don’t say is that, the main appeal is the complete control I have over her. With the transmitter and the trigger, I can get her to do whatever I want. It suddenly seems like a shallow basis for the relationship.
“Doesn’t sound that serious to me.” Susan says, smiling at me.
“Susan.” I say, hesitantly. “Where is all this coming from?” I ask, wondering if I should use the transmitter to get to the truth.
“Well.” Susan says slowly, watching the road instead of me. “I know exactly what I see in you. I don’t have to think about it. You are loving, caring, exciting to be with and I can never get enough of you. I don’t know if I’ll ever find a boyfriend who can measure up to that. So I just wondered what you looked for in a girlfriend.” She hesitates. “Never mind me.” She says, for the second time in two days. “I’m just babbling.”
“No you’re not, Susan.” I tell her, placing my hand on her thigh. “I know what you mean. I can’t seem to get enough of you either. Sex with you is a hundred times more intense than it is with anyone else.” I tell her, as she stops the car at the terminal. Leaning over, I kiss her lips and she grabs the back of my head, grinding her lips against mine and pushing her tongue in my mouth. We kiss passionately until a policeman comes by and tells us this is a loading and unloading zone only.
“Well, I’ll see you Sunday.” I say, getting out of the car. “Oh, tell Sherrie that Ken is going to ask her about her ultimate fantasy. If she gives him the right answer, he’ll set up the threesome. It’s up to her.” I say.
“I’ll tell her.” Susan assures me. “Oh… and Nick?” Susan says, with a smile on her face. “Just remember who really loves you.”
“I will.” I smile back. “I love you, too sis.” I say.
“And…” She says, just as I close the door. “Remember whose ass you love to fuck!” She says, pulling away from the curb before I can answer. I laugh out loud as I carry my bag into the terminal and wait in line for security.
I look for Nicole as I walk off the plane and I’m surprised to see Maggie. She gives me a wet kiss and a big hug, mashing her braless tits against my chest.
“Hi Maggie.” I say, wrapping my arm around her waist as we walk through the terminal. “I was expecting Nicole.” I tell her.
“Disappointed?” She asks, looking from my eyes to the bulge in my pants.
“I think you know better than that.” I say, kissing her cheek. “I’m just surprised Nicole was okay with this.”