“Nothing.” I answer, and Nicole raises her eyebrows at me, while sliding her lips down my engorged cock. “Well, she did squeeze me a little through my pants, but that’s all.” I add, thrusting my hips forward. Nicole attacks my cock with a vengeance; sucking and licking, while she slides her hand up and down the saliva coated sides. I glance at my watch, as the tension starts to build in my balls. We still have a few minutes, so I hold back.
Watching Nicole fervently suck my cock, I think about all the questions Susan asked me earlier this morning. Holding the back of Nicole’s head as I pump my cock in and out of her mouth, I realize that I don’t feel the intense passion for Nicole that I do for my sister. I decide not to think about that, as I grab Nicole’s hair with both hands and let loose a huge load of cum into her welcoming mouth. She sucks and swallows through several more big spurts, before letting my spent cock plop from her mouth. I cum so hard that I almost fall over. Catching my balance, I smile at Nicole, as she stands up.
“Wow!” She says, wiping her lips with her fingers and licking the cum from them. “How long has that been building up?” Nicole says, smiling back at me.
“I’ve missed you.” I tell her, noncommittally. I pull up my pants and we sit on the couch, kissing and holding each other. I’m sliding my hand inside her blouse and cupping her tit, when we hear the front door open. Maggie walks in, wearing a bright red halter-top and tight white shorts. She’s still not wearing a bra, but it is so much more apparent on her than on Nicole.
“Hey, you two.” Maggie says, as Nicole starts to pull away from me. I hold her against me, leaving my hand in her blouse and start pinching her hard nipple. “Uh… I’m going to get something to drink. You want anything?” She asks, averting her gaze and walking into the kitchen.
“I’ll have a diet coke.” I answer, giving Nicole’s tit a final squeeze and removing my hand from her blouse.
“You like embarrassing my mother don’t you?” Nicole says, laughing. “I’ll have a diet coke, too, mom.” Nicole calls towards the kitchen.
“Yeah.” I answer. “I guess I do.” The doorbell rings, just as Maggie is returning with the drinks.
Carolyn greets me with a kiss and a hug, as soon as I open the door. She looks incredibly sexy in a pair of tight white shorts and a multi-colored blouse that, instead of buttoning, she has tied just under her tits. I get an eyeful of her ample cleavage, as she presses her body against mine.
“Oh, Nick.” Carolyn breathes in my ear. “It’s been too long. I’m so glad you called.”
“Me too.” I answer, squeezing her round ass cheeks and then running my hands up her bare sides. “Come on in.” I say, stepping back so she and Carl can enter the living room. “Let me introduce you to Maggie.”
“Hey, Nick.” Carl says, extending his hand. We shake hands, but he’s spotted Nicole and is clearly more interested in her than me.
“Wow! Nicole.” Carl says, crossing the room to greet her. “It’s good to see you.” Carl says, holding her at arms length, with his hands on her shoulders. Looking up and down her body, his eyes focus on her erect nipples, pushing against the material of her white blouse. “I couldn’t believe it when Carolyn told me that you and Nick were back together.” Carl says, pulling Nicole into a warm embrace.
“Hi Carl.” Nicole says, pushing her hips forward, against the bulge in his pants. “It’s good to see you again, too.”
“Carl, Carolyn.” I say. “This is Maggie.” At her request, I intentionally don’t introduce her as Nicole’s mom. Carolyn shakes Maggie’s hand and Carl nods hello, without breaking the embrace or releasing his grip on Nicole’s ass.
“I thought I’d put some music on.” I say, walking over to the stereo. I’ve already cued up a song on the IPOD. “To kind of break the ice, why don’t we dance a little, while we’re removing our clothes.” I push the button and “Let’s Get It On” by Marvin Gaye flows from the speakers.
“Nice.” Carolyn says, swaying back and forth and smiling her approval at my choice of music. Carl releases Nicole and steps back, pulling his shirt over his head, as he moves his hips to the slow beat. Carl is even more muscular than I remembered and I watch as Maggie and Nicole smile appreciatively at his tight stomach, broad chest and his well-developed biceps. Carl is darker than Carolyn. The deep black on his chest becomes more of a dark brown around his shoulders and down his arms, while the palms of his hands are almost the same color as mine.
“Let’s Get It On.” Carl sings along, while watching Nicole unbutton her blouse. “Nicole honey, I’ve been dreaming about your round, white titties and your tight little snatch.” He coos, as her blouse slips from her shoulders onto the floor. “Not a day went by, when I didn’t think about coming back here to see you.” Carl says, unzipping his pants and letting them drop to the floor, exposing his tented boxer shorts, barely containing his long erection.
Maggie, getting into the spirit of things, has shed her halter-top, releasing her large tits to swing back and forth as she dances over between Carl and Carolyn. Carolyn has untied her blouse and is slipping it off her shoulders, leaving her and Maggie identically clad, in tight white shorts. I was right when I told Carl that Maggie was a white version of Carolyn. Looking at them side by side, they are almost mirror images of each other. Their breasts are the same size and shape, with wide areolas and long, thick nipples. They’re the same height and both have nice flat stomachs. Carolyn’s ass is a little rounder, but other than that, and their skin color, they could be twins.
“Come on, Nick.” Carolyn says. “You aren’t planning on staying dressed are you?” She smiles, as she unfastens her shorts. I pull my shirt off as I watch Carolyn and Maggie wiggle their tight shorts off their hips. Maggie notices the symmetry between her and Carolyn, and dances next to her, matching her movements and bumping hips, as they slide their shorts down their thighs.