Susan has Ken’s cock back in her mouth, cleaning him off, as she shivers through the final waves of pleasure, still pulsing through her. I leave my cock buried in her hot cunt, as I catch my breath.
“That was unbelievable!” Sherry says, releasing Ken’s softening cock and falling back against the cushion. “Let’s rest a minute and then you two can switch places.” She says, excitedly.
Pulling my cock from her soggy pussy, I collapse on the couch beside her. I reach over and graze my hand over her tits, tweaking her nipples through the sheer material.
“I think we should move to the bedroom.” I tell her, sucking her covered nipple into my mouth and teasing it with my teeth.
“Good idea!” Ken says, as Sherrie holds the back of my head against her sensitive breast. Pulling my mouth from her tit, I stand up, helping Sherrie to her feet. As Ken leads us down the hall to his bedroom, I pull Sherrie’s nightie over her head and drop it on the floor.
“Why don’t you lie down, so Ken and I can each have a nipple while we recuperate?” I say, smiling at Sherrie. She just nods and lies on her back, with her hands behind her head. Her legs are spread and a mixture cum and pussy juice is dripping from her cunt. Ken and I snuggle up on either side of her, each of us fondling, sucking and nibbling on the closest tit.
“Mmmmm.” Sherrie murmurs, combing her fingers through our hair as we suckle at her breasts. While squeezing her tit and nibbling on her nipple, I let my other hand roam over her flat stomach and lightly caress her porcelain smooth pussy mound. Cupping my hand over her mound, I use my fingertips to swirl around the creamy, froth oozing from her lips.
“Ohhhhhhhh!” Sherrie moans, spreading her legs wider, and pushing her mound up against my palm. Sherrie’s nipples are rock solid, as Ken and I continue our relentless assault on her tits. I push two fingers into the gooey mess between her legs, twisting them back and forth, before scooping out a big gob of thick, hot cream. Sherrie tries humping against my fingers, but my hand is already out of her pussy and on it’s way to its target.
“Ohhhhh fuck!” She says, her head falling back against the sheet, her eyes closed, her mouth open, almost panting. Lifting my head from her taut nipple, I aim my dripping fingers into her wide-open mouth, coating her lips with the thick cream. Sherrie wraps her lips around my fingers, hungrily sucking on the erotic mixture of juices.
Pulling my fingers from her mouth, I plunge them back into her pussy, pumping them in and out a few times, before scooping up another mouthful of gooey cream.
“Oh God!” Sherrie cries, after sucking the second helping off my fingers. “Are you ready yet, hon?” Sherrie asks Ken. “My pussy is so fucking ready for you!” She pleads.
“Not fully.” Ken says. “But I bet you can fix that.” He’s barely said the words and Sherrie pushes our heads from her breast, rolls over and scoots down the bed. Grabbing Ken’s semi-erect cock, she sucks the head into her mouth and pumps feverishly up and down the shaft with her hand. In no time, she has him fully extended, ready to fuck her. I make my cock hard, as I lie down on my back.
“This time, why don’t you let Ken fuck you doggie style while you go down on my cock?” I suggest and Sherrie gets on her hands and knees between my legs, pulling my cock towards her mouth, as Ken moves up behind her. Looking at me through half-closed eyes, she mouths the words “Thank you” as she lowers her lips to my hard cock.
Sherrie sucks my cock expertly, even deepthroating me a couple of times, while Ken pounds her enflamed pussy from behind. I keep my cock hard without much effort, my mind distracted by a replay of my conversation with Susan earlier. I respond to Sherrie’s teasing of my balls, by humping my cock more rapidly into her mouth, but mostly I’m just anxious for it to be over, so I can get home to Susan. Sherrie pulls her mouth from my cock a couple of times to urge Ken to pound harder and I watch her hand disappear between her legs, as she gets closer to her climax.
When I sense Sherrie’s orgasm building, I shoot a load of cum in her mouth, allowing her to concentrate on her own pleasure. I churn Susan’s dialogue through my brain, as Ken and Sherrie hit a grand slam, exploding in mutual orgasms before collapsing on top of me.
“Hey.” I yell, immediately finishing it in my mind with, “Hey Hey You You, I could be your girlfriend.” I roll Sherrie and Ken to the side and scamper out from under them. Sherrie’s lying on her side, with Ken spooned up against her, his arm across her tits and his cock still buried in her pussy. I kiss her on the lips and she smiles dreamily at me, without opening her eyes. I go into the living room, retrieve my clothes and head back to the apartment. On the way I text Susan a message that just says – hey hey you you.
“You’re back early.” Susan says, greeting me at the door, wearing a thin t-shirt that barely covers her ass. “Everything all right?” She asks.
“Yeah, I just couldn’t get into it.” I say, then seeing the expression on her face, I quickly explain. “No, nothing like that! I was fine, even if you did wear me out.” I say, smiling. “Sherrie got what she wanted; she had one cock in her mouth and the other one in her pussy and then we switched.” I say, pulling her against me and cupping her bare ass cheeks under the t-shirt. “Sherrie’s a great fuck, but all I could think about was getting back here to you.” I admit, pushing my tongue in my sister’s mouth and crushing her tits against my chest.
“Mmmmm. You taste like pussy.” She says, pushing her tongue back in my mouth.
“Yeah, I better take a quick shower.” I say, breaking off the kiss and heading towards the bathroom. Susan follows me, pulling her t-shirt off and stepping into the shower behind me.
“No one makes me feel the way you do.” I tell her, pulling her wet body against miine.
“You’ve had a lot of opportunity to compare lately.” Sherrie teases. “I still can’t believe you fucked Nicole’s mom!” She says, reaching behind me and soaping my ass cheeks. “But I guess it’s not much different than fucking our mom, they’re about the same age.”
“Speaking of mom.” She says, as I lather soap on her exquisite tits. “She called and wants us both to come home next weekend. She sounded kind of funny.” She says, massaging my cock with her soapy hands, while I continue to fondle her slippery tits.
“Funny how?” I ask, wondering if I’ll ever get tired of looking at my sister’s naked body.
“I don’t know.” She says, cupping my balls with one hand, while she strokes my hard cock with the other. “She wouldn’t tell me why she wanted us there. When I asked her, she just said she needed to talk to us. She sounded… I don’t know… depressed… or distant… it’s hard to explain.”
“I’ll call her tomorrow.” I offer, embracing my sister and grinding my slippery cock against her smooth pussy mound.