Let's see, warnings. A lot of BDSM, but nothing too intense.
Eliza's Ask
"Can you meet me at work at lunchtime?" my sister Eliza asked.
"Why?"
"Um, I'll tell you when you get there," she said, her voice tremulous, pale face turning red.
"Uh, okay," I agreed.
"Meet me at the door to boat storage at noon."
Noon came and I was at the door to boat storage, a big sliding door big enough to move out various boats. Boat rental was part of the overall water complex where my sister worked, but it was a Sunday so there wasn't any business and the door was closed. I knocked and the big door squeaked open just enough for me to squeeze in. The inside was a big warehouse space with boats of various sizes on racks on the walls and a few on the concrete floor. It was pretty light from some windows high on the walls.
My sister Eliza was wearing her lifeguard uniform, a red one-piece swimsuit and a wrap around her waist tied like a sarong. With her bust and blonde hair she looked kind of like Pamela Anderson in Bay Watch. She turned and padded on bare feet into the big room, her reddish ponytail bouncing, her hips swaying. In the middle of the motorboat bay she'd set up a table with a bunch of stuff on it. I could see a ceiling winch overhead and the hook was just above head height. On the table was a bunch of rope coiled up, three floggers, a type of whip with lots of "tails," and a few leather paddles.
"I've had these a long time. Well, awhile," my sister said, looking down at them, refusing to meet my gaze. She gestured to the rope. "I didn't know which size you would want to use. I want you to tie my wrists together and hang me from the hook," she said. "I read online that being suspended by your wrists can damage them so I think just make me have to stand on my toes." She finally looked up at me, her face disturbed, presumably from more embarrassment. "Be sure to tie it tight."
She lightly gripped the handle of a flogger with suede tails. "This one is pretty soft but it can sting if you swing it really hard." She moved to the next one which had square leather tails. "This one is more 'thuddy.' I like the sound it makes." She moved to a leather paddle with a wooden handle. "This will turn my skin red so you can only use it where my swimsuit is right now," and she rubbed the red fabric over her torso. Her last tool was a ping pong paddle. "I love this. I bought it when you used yours on mom. It really hurts so you can only use it on soft parts of my body like my ass and tits. I can take it for a couple of hits on one spot but then I have to change spots. You can probably hit me harder than I can hit myself so, um, keep that in mind." She moved on to a wooden rod. "I got this rod too but it's too awkward to use on myself so I don't know what it'll be like. But you can use this too, just be careful."
I had been looking down at the implements on the table as she described them. "I never knew," I said after a pause, still looking down, my fingers brushing the handles of the paddles and floggers.
"I...I know. I do this at work because you guys would know if I did it at home." She seemed about to say more but stopped.
Looking around, I asked, partly to take a break from this really uncomfortable conversation, "Where do you keep them?"
"My locker." Looking around, I didn't see any lockers. She seemed to read my question in my head. "They're in the office."
"Who do you do this with?"
"No-nobody. I do it to myself." Suddenly her words started to tumble out. "When I saw what you did with mom, I thought I could ask you to do it with me. Or to me or whatever. We've got two hours."
"So, you want me to tie you up. Just your wrists?"
"Whatever you want." She slipped the straps of her swimsuit from her shoulders but left it and her wrap in place. "I want you to tie me up and then hang me, or mostly hang me, and then tear my clothes off and use that stuff or your hand to whip and paddle and spank me and call me names like 'slut,' or 'cunt,' or 'whore' or whatever." She stopped and bit her lip and looked at me nervously.
Pausing to think, I said, "You need a safeword."
"Oh, yeah, 'Safeword.' But we won't need it. If things are going well, I'll just yell or scream - not so loud people can hear me - and I'll tell you if I want things to change or stop." She held out her arms, wrists together, and waited. She had half a dozen coils of rope so I chose a cotton rope about 1/2" in diameter. I thought of using the 1/4" clothesline to make it tighter but it might hurt more so I went with the bigger one. "The knife is for cutting it if you want." We were both so nervous that I hadn't noticed it. "But not my clothes. I have to go back to work. Oh, and after you beat me, you can fuck me however you want." She paused and flushed again, looking down. "If you want."
Eliza continued to look pensive as I carefully tied her wrists, looping the rope around each one and then between to cinch it. "Tighter," she said and I had to undo it and do it again. That kind of irritated me so I made it as tight as I could, the rope cutting into her skin like a plough into a furrow. "Yeah. Perfect," she said and I looked up to see her smiling as she looked down at me tying her wrists. Finished, I made a loop from the free end and put it over the hook hanging from the ceiling. Eliza had left the control on the table so I pressed the up button. The machinery hummed and it went up, taking the loop with it.
"Tell me when," I said. The rope went with Eliza's hands in front of her then pulled them over her head. They were completely straight and she was going up on her toes.
"When," she said and I stopped. Her shoulders were pulled up by her ears and I could see her lats sticking out to the sides.
I decided to do something we hadn't talked about. Grabbing my sister by her strawberry blonde hair - it had come loose from her ponytail - I slapped her face, hard, then spit in it. "Cunt," I said, seeing what she would do. She just smiled ruefully and shook her head after I let go of her hair, then wiped her face against her arm to get the spit out of her eye. Well, I thought, that was interesting. Grabbing the straps of her swimsuit, I pulled the red garment all the way down, turning it inside out, and off, her sarong coming undone and falling off with it. Her large tits were there like giant vanilla teardrops and her bush looked like it was on fire, somehow more red today.
Picking up the "soft" flogger, I started whipping my sister. Phwap. Phwap. She just kind of twisted there at first so I started swinging harder, focusing on her muscular upper back. PHWAP! The sound was more crisp and Eliza started to squeal, getting steadily more insistent. Her back started to go from white to pink. I went to the front and started doing the same on her tits. I was pretty excited so I switched to the other flogger. Sure enough, hits with it went 'thunk' on her back. Thunk. Squeal. Thunk. Squeal. Harder. THUNK! SQUEAL!
That was fun but I was really eyeing the leather paddle. Gripping it, I was able to hold it so it was across both cheeks of my sister's muscular swimmer's ass. Thwack! SQUEAL! I caressed Eliza's soft ass, then Thwack! SQUEAL! Her ass was already pink. Harder. THWACK! SQUEAL! Eliza stomped her foot and twisted on the rope. "Too hard?" I asked and she just shook her head. I hit her ass again, making it redder. She was biting her lip so her squeal was muffled.
I had more plans for the leather paddle but I was fixating now on her ass. Switching to the ping pong paddle, I turned the rough part on her ass. I scraped it across her left cheek then THWACK! "NNNNN!!" Same for the right. THWACK! "NNNN!! Time for the piece de resistance, the cane. "Smack!" "Okay, that's too much," Eliza said.
"One more, you whiny little bitch," I said, rubbing her ass while a raised red line appeared across her ass. I realized I'd been forgetting to taunt her.
"Nononono" "Smack!" "Shit! Joe."
"Okay, okay, I'm done with your ass." I switched back to the leather paddle and did an overhand blow to her right breast. That made her squeal and twist but it didn't look like it was hurting her too bad so I did the left breast. That was really fun. I was so hard that I took off all my clothes.
Her arms up by her ears, my sister looked at my naked body, practically drooling. I hit her breasts again. Her tits were moving from pink to red. "Okay, that's enough, Joe, I'm ready for you to fuck me."
None of the implements would work for what I wanted to do next so I dropped them. "Just one more thing," I said and grabbed one of her thighs and pulled it up and out.
"Wait, no, Joe." She was hopping on one foot.
Looking up at my sister, "You really want me to stop?" I asked.
"What are you going to do?"
"Smack your pussy."
She seemed to think about it. "Go ahead." Smack! Smack! Smack! I hit my sister's red-furred, swollen, wet pussy with my open hand. "Ow! Shit!" I was about to come without being touched.
"OKay, let's fuck," I said and grabbed my sister's butt and pulled it up so she could wrap her legs around my waist and clasp them in back of me. We were both so turned on that, when I shoved my cock into her pussy, wet yet rough, we both came. After filling my sister's pussy with cum, I waited, then started moving my cock back and forth, both of us whimpering from the extra stimulation. Once that passed, I started fucking her harder.
"Oh, yes, brother. Now fuck my ass." I did as asked, still holding her muscular, almost compact, ass with one hand then moving my cock to her asshole. Slamming her asshole down while it squeezed my shaft like a noose, the head of my cock floating free inside her, I started gnawing on her big tits, biting the nipples extra hard. "Oh, yes, just like that." Still fucking her, I lowered the hook above enough that she was able to unhook her rope and put her arms around my neck.
"You know what I want next," I said.
My sister looked into my eyes, so much like her own. "Go for it."
Eliza lifted her arms over my neck as I lifted her off my cock and set her down on her knees. She immediately started working her clit and fingering her pussy with her bound hands. Taking my cock into her mouth, my sister started sucking my cock. "Like your ass?" I asked, almost sanguine.
"Mmm hmm," Elizah said around my cock, nodding. "Ngk!" she gagged as I shot her mouth full of cum. Grabbing her strawberry blonde head, I held my cock so it was hitting the back of my sister's throat, choking and gagging her. Then she started moaning at the same time, coughing more from it, while twitching and turning rigid, orgasming. It felt like I had so much in my balls and it took forever. Finally I let her head go and she came off and took in a deep breath with a "fwoosh."
After a few seconds to recover, I helped Eliza back to her bare feet and started untying it. "Cut the rope," she said.
"In a hurry?"
"Not really. I just want the big knife used so I can pretend it's on me." So I sawed the rope apart with the knife and it fell away to reveal a ditch of purple skin about three inches long on each wrist.
"Won't people notice that?" I asked.
Eliza shrugged. "Nah, I have my watch and a bunch of friendship bracelets in my locker." We stood staring at each other for a second then my sister wiggled her hips and said, "Well, I need to clean up and you need to go." She let me out. "See you at dinner."
Kiki's Ask
"Maybe I would have liked to be tied up and whipped!" Kiki had asked why our sister's ass and tits were so red. Eliza actually had a couple of bruise lines across her ass as well from the cane. We'd told her as we sat around on the floor, playing video games in our pajamas.
"Really!?" Eliza seemed kind of incensed. Nothing we had was really unknown to the others so she reached over and grabbed my riding crop from under my bed. "Let me see your ass."
Kiki's eyes got big. "Um. That is."
"You said you wanted to do what I did."
"You're going to hit me too hard so I won't want to join your little S&M games."
"I'll hit you and then you can hit me. If I hit too hard, you can hit me harder." Eliza's tone was flat.
Kiki looked from one of us to the other, then turned around and pulled her shorts down to reveal her bare ass, the pale mountains split by her asshole and her red-haired pussy. Seeing it never gets old for me. I noticed her pussy looked wet and swollen. Eliza lifted the crop up high and brought it down fast and hard "SMACK!"
"Shit!" Kiki shouted, grabbing her ass and turning around as if to defend herself from our sister. Eliza just smiled and gave Kiki the crop. Turning around herself, she pulled down her shorts to reveal her own ass, so like her sister's.
Kiki caressed Eliza's brutalized ass, her fingers tracing the bruise lines. Then she screwed up her face and went to town on the ass. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Eliza didn't move. Kiki's chest was heaving, hypnotic, as she breathed after her assault. Eliza pulled her shorts up.
"You made your point," Kiki said. "Still, I could have done Joe's part or at least watched."
Eliza sighed and reached up to caress her sister's face. "That's true but I wanted to do something with just Joe."
"That makes sense," Kiki said after a second. "There's actually something I want to take him to do. I was trying to figure out how to ask to have him just to myself so this gives me an excuse."
"What's that?" I asked, pleased that they were passing me around like a joint for different sex activities.
"I want to have all my holes filled. It's called airtight or triple penetration..."
"I know what it's called," Eliza said.
"You would add too many holes." Kiki finished.
Eliza laughed. "Okay, I would like to see that, but you two go do that and we'll do some all triplet activities after that."
"Where are we going for that?" I asked.
"I found a couple of brothers online and there's a sex club downtown. I told them we might meet them there this weekend."
The sex club was like any other bar except there were multiple stories above. As Kiki and I watched over our drinks, people met up and went upstairs. Kiki was unusually nervous but dressed in a tight black spaghetti strap shirt., black bra straps visible on her shoulders. On the bottom she had on short jean shorts that showed off her smooth, shapely legs. When she stood, there was just the hint of her butt showing under the hem. She was wearing her strawberry blonde hair down around her shoulders. Her eye makeup made her blue eyes pop and her lips were bright red from makeup.
The brothers arrived, a couple of Latino men, Renaldo and Ricardo. They looked like brothers, square faces and jaws, black hair greased back, and square bodies. They were dressed nicely. "Kiki?" Renaldo asked, then introduced himself and his brother. They would have been interchangeable except Renaldo did all the talking in English, talking to his brother in Spanish. We made some small talk including introducing me. They didn't ask too many questions but we established that I was Kiki's significant other and, after her, in charge.
Not waiting too long, we went upstairs to find narrow hallways with doors, most of which were locked. On the third floor, we were able to find some unlocked doors. They had beds in them, set on the floor. We chose an empty one on the larger side and went inside, locking the door. Kicking off her shoes, Kiki stood on the bed. "Come on up and see me sometime," she quoted an old movie.
The brothers seemed shy so I went up and kissed my sister deeply, hands on her ass, tongues working. Today she tasted like grape bubblegum. Then I turned her around to face the brothers and pulled her t-shirt over her head and off, my hands ending around her waist.. "She wants you to take her bra off," I said. "She loves having her tits played with." Renaldo may have been the talkative one but, after he translated, Ricardo was the assertive one. He came onto the bed and, tilting my sister's strawberry blonde head back, he tenderly touched his lips to hers then, slowly, inexorably, pushed in, his tongue working with hers. He took her in his arms as I stepped back and, with Renaldo, watched the two of them.
Ricardo reached around and rubbed Kiki's back and then her ass over her jeans, while she held onto his neck. Then he took off his shirt before unhooking Kiki's bra. For some reason, that was the signal for Renaldo and I to take off our shirts and join the fun, the three of us surrounding my sister. She spun in place, kissing each of us in turn, tongues working, while our hands went all over her, caressing her breasts, tweaking her hard nipples. In addition to kissing, we licked and sucked her nipples and the fullness of her large breasts. Her back was soft yet muscular like our sister's. Our hands wandered below her waist, groping her bubbly butt and, once she spread her legs, her pussy. I found it exciting when my hand would come into contact with the brothers' on Kiki's erogenous zones.
We undid Kik's shorts while she undid our pants. Now we could get "in her pants," our hands caressing her bare ass and thighs, our fingers running through her curly bush and caressing her swollen clit and labia. All four of us were breathing hard. The brothers and I kicked off our pants to free our hardons. Her shorts around her thighs, revealing her ass and pussy completely, Kiki dropped to her knees and started sucking our cocks, twisting back and forth so she could suck each of them in turn, holding onto the other two with her hands. The brothers were as quick off the mark as I was so soon Kiki had a bellyful of cum from three different guys.
Kiki kept going until we were full on ready to go again. Ricardo told his brother to get on his back in Spanish then looked at me. I pointed at him and made a motion of giving head. He smiled and gave me a thumbs up. Kiki used her mouth to put a condom on Renaldo's cock, deepthroating him to do that, then finally took her shorts completely off. Straddling his hips, she guided his cock into her strawberry haired pussy, groaning. I got behind her, pushed her forward, and, with her drying spit as my lube, pushed my cock into her asshole. Kiki moaned again. I realized I could feel Renaldo's cock through the layers of flesh inside my sister's pelvis. Renaldo started sucking Kiki's big tits while she started sucking his brother's cock, still moaning. The three of us were all moaning while we fucked my sister. Renaldo was thrusting up into Kiki with his hips while I was banging my hips against her ass, slightly bigger and less muscular than our swimmer sister's yet still divine. Ricardo had ahold of Kiki's strawberry blonde head and was fucking her face, causing her to gag. She was too busy being overwhelmed by sensation either to notice or care or stop him but Renaldo pushed her hips up enough so he could pull his cock out and get the condom off. Then he impaled her pussy again. I should have told my sister about the stealthing but it made me hot to know she was getting raw dogged without her consent or even her knowledge. Kiki's hips started to swirl and buck as she fucked us even as we fucked her.
I slapped Kiki's ass, picking up speed, getting it on both sides and the top. "Fuck my bitch!" I commanded and the brothers picked up speed. My hips were going crazy, mine and Renaldo's cocks like pistons in a car, going in and out synchronously, his going out and mine going in at the same time, rubbing against each other. I was up on my knees so my cock would angle down in Kiki's ass. Kiki was holding herself up on one hand and rubbing her clit while we all fucked.
Kiki came first, bucking and shouting around the cock in her mouth gagging her, becoming tense. She didn't stop but kept going, orgasming again and again before Renaldo howled out. I could feel him pressing up, holding himself there as he shot his load, unhampered by a rubber, deep into my sister's pussy, splashing it against her defenseless cervix. His brother, set off by the two of them, went next. He pulled out and shot his spunk on my sister's face. She curved her back so she could get upright and hold her tits up. Ricardo helped her, holding her up by the hair so he could shoot a couple of shots on her tits, his brother dodging dripping cum.
Renaldo still got cum on himself as Kiki dropped back down and rubbed her chest against his while I kept fucking her asshole. I had a strong grip on her hips, red from my spanking. Aware that they were waiting for me, I was really hammering my sister's ass. Finally, I could feel my orgasm building in my cock and balls. Then I pulled out as the second orgasm of the day sent warmth through my groin and stomach and thighs and shot my load on my sister's ass.
Later, "Then what?" Eliza asked breathlessly.
"The brothers bolted out of there, barely taking time to put on clothes. The sex club has showers so I washed off the cum," Kiki said.
"When did you know he took off the condom?" I finally asked.
"When I found his semen coming out of my vagina," she answered matter-of-factly. "You?"
"When he did it," I admitted guiltily.
"Why didn't you say something?" she said, surprisingly not mad.
I shrugged more guiltily. "It was hot."
"I could see that," she admitted. "I may have let it go and been turned on by it if I'd known. Oh, well, I've got an IUD so we don't have any six fingered children," she referenced our incestuous sex as her main use for it. "I guess I'll get some STD testing."
"Well, since I'm not going to stop fucking you, I will too," I said, bringing a smile of solidarity from my sister.
"Same," Eliza said. Then, "So...think you'll do it again?"
"Not with those stealthing assholes," Kiki said. "I already blocked them. But, yeah, we'll do it again. Maybe a married couple. I want a married, older man and if he can be in my vagina while I eat out his wife better than he ever has, that would be really hot."
"Can I come next time?" Eliza pleaded.
"Sure," Kiki said, all in charge. "You can come and then come. Maybe we'll get a group of married couples." Then, "What next?"
"Well, there's something I'd like both of you for," Eliza answered.
"Oooohhhh," Kiki said, "do tell."
"I want," she hesitated, "to be like mom." Kiki and I looked confused. Eliza bit her lip as she tried to figure out what to say. "I want to, like, you know, go to a bar and..." she trailed off, her face turning bright red with embarrassment.
"Get picked up by some sleazy guy?" Kiki asked and our sister nodded. "And get treated like shit while he fucks you?"
Eliza looked more embarrassed. "Well, yeah, though I wouldn't have put it exactly that way."
"Why do you need us?" I asked.
"Well, I don't want to end up chopped to pieces in a dumpster somewhere. So I need you guys to come along," she said, less embarrassed for some reason.
"Sure, I'll be your winglady," Kiki said, suddenly all business. "Which bar and where you going to take them? Here?"
"No," Eliza said. "There isn't enough room. There's a place called 'River' where people have sex in the alleys around it. I think being outside and maybe being watched would be hotter."
"As long as we get to watch," I said, and Kiki nodded, "we'll do it."
Take Me to the River
'River' turned out to be a loud disco, filled with tweakers and pickup artists and cocaine, as well as multi-colored drinks. I was wearing slacks and a golf shirt and looked kind of like I belonged there, but was definitely one of the lamer dressed guys. The girls were wearing matching 'little black dresses' that fit their forms. The tops were straight across with spaghetti straps that shared their shoulders with their bra straps, red for Kiki, blue for Eliza, I guess so you could tell them apart. The hems were a couple of inches below their butts so they wouldn't ride up too far while they danced, and, finishing the outfits, they had on black patent heels with open toes. You could almost convince yourself that you could look up their dresses in the shiny toes. Their toenail and fingernail polish and, I knew, thongs matched their bras and they had their hair styled into strawberry blonde lions' manes.
We started by dancing in the center with the crowd, the girls keeping their arms above their heads and their gazes to the side and down. We had some rhythm but nobody would have mistaken us for regular clubbers. Then it was to the bar for drinks. They were in the middle of the curving bar and I was at one end where I could keep an eye on them, nursing a whiskey while they had some sort of blue fish bowl concoctions. It wasn't long until guys were standing on either side of what appeared to be twin girls, talking to them. Kiki nursed the drinks they bought her while Eliza was only too happy to down them. Soon the industrious group of guys had separated the two sisters and Eliza was doing shots and had a guy's hand on her ass. He was six foot and a decade older than us, with greasy black hair and shirt open to show his well-muscled chest.
A form slipped between me and my sisters and, to my surprise, it was a short redhead with huge tits, bigger than my sisters', possibly bigger than my mom's, but an otherwise sleek body. "Carol," she said, holding out her hand. "Can I buy you a drink.?"
"Uhhh..." I said, taking her soft, small hand. She was a foot shorter than me, wearing a green dress that matched her eyes. She had a V front that showed plenty of cleavage and a short hem that showed her smooth muscular legs going up to her tight ass and subtle hips. The waist of her dress was positively corset-like to show off the swell of her hips. "Joe," I finally finished lamely. Then, remembering what she'd asked, "sure. Just one. A scotch."
She raised a red eyebrow on her freckled face. "Just one?"
"Yeah, I'm here with my sisters," I said, gesturing generally in their direction. "I'm their designated driver."
Carol looked over at the two blondes and their admirers circling like lions trying to become leader of the pride, then back at me, "Sure they'll need you? Looks like they have plenty of potential 'drivers.' I just shrugged. Carol gave me her number right then and there, having me call it to make certain it was correct on my phone as well as really hers. I don't remember what we talked about as I got lost in her green eyes, completely ignoring my sisters until Kiki came running up.
"Joe!" the little blonde said, "Where's Eliza?"
"Huh?" I asked, confused, looking over to the bar where my sisters had been.
"I went to the bathroom and came back and she was gone!"
"Uh..." I said, looking from my distraught sister to the gorgeous redhead.
"Go on," Carol said, then put her hand to the side of her head, little finger and thumb straight, in the gesture for "Call me."
"She was really drunk," Kiki said as she pulled me towards the door. We asked the doorman and he kind of shrugged and pointed generally outside.
It actually didn't take us long to find them. The guy, Kiki said his name was 'Rico', had our sister up against a brick wall just a few feet from a streetlamp. She had her knees bent as she leaned into the brick, obviously working to hold herself up. One arm was limp over her 'suitor's' shoulder like she couldn't hold it up enough to put around his neck, while the other hung limply at her side. Her head was back, eyes closed, while Rico was kissing her neck. Legs open, Eliza had her panties around her knees, the blue fabric kind of glowing in the distant light, and her black dress pulled up to her mid-thigh so we could see Rico thrusting fingers into her vagina. She'd also pulled her top down or had it pulled down so her big tits were exposed, Rico mauling one of them. Sighing with relief that our sister was safe, we pulled out our phones and started recording.
"Mmm, baby, you're so hot," the swarthy, kind of greasy, guy said. "Wanna fuck?" he said.
"Oh, yeah," Eliza slurred. "You're sho hottt," and her leg kind of twitched like she was going to lift it but that failed and she slid down the wall, which pulled her dress up to her waist, and sat her bare muscular ass on the concrete, legs stretched out in front of her but still open, panties still around her knees. I realized she was missing one of her shoes. "Come fuck me," she said and lifted her arms to the obviously horny older man.
"How about you suck me instead?" he said, sounding a bit pissed. It occurred to me that he didn't want to get down in the mud of the alleyway.
"Okay," Eliza answered in a kind of singsong voice.
Rico undid his pants to reveal a rock hard cock and pointed it at our sister's face but it appeared that she'd fallen asleep so he grabbed her hair and slapped her, not too hard, until her eyes fluttered open. "Suck it," Rico said, pointing his cock at the sitting girl. Eliza opened her mouth almost lazily, otherwise not moving, her arms limp at her side. Rico had to step in to get it into her mouth. She started to fall asleep again so Rico thrust his hips forward, gagging Eliza. That got her attention. Her eyes shot open and she leaned to the side and vomited. Rico looked even more disgusted as he moved his shoe out of the way, but not so disgusted as to give up on the blowjob. Instead he bent down and grabbed her ass and pulled her up the wall and away from the puddle of puke. "Come on, fuck me, you little slut." Eliza was definitely awake now but still couldn't stand, falling now to her knees. The next morning she found the scrapes on her back and ass and knees from flopping around the alley.
"I'll shuck you instead," the wasted girl said, but more awake, she managed, after some trying, to grab the guy's dick and then, missing a couple of times, get her mouth wrapped around it. She closed her eyes and we saw her mouth working, her tongue obviously swirling around the head of Rico's cock.
"Aaahhh," Rico said, seeming less pissed off. "Yes." His hand in his hair, he grabbed a fistful. "Now suck it, bitch," he said and, being careful not to gag her again, started fucking Eliza's mouth.
"'Own 'all 'e a 'i'," she said around his cock, then closed her mouth and started sucking it. I looked at Kiki and she shrugged, also unable to understand what our sister had tried to say. Rico came quickly then, head back, moaning, holding Eliza's head in place while he shot his load into her. Eliza's eyes flew open and her arms sort of windmilled around.
Done, Rico kind of threw our sister's head back. She was far enough away from the wall that she didn't hit it, just kind of fell onto her ass against it. "You are the sloppiest cocksucker I've ever met," the 'gentleman' said as he zipped up and left, leaving our sister sitting there drooling his cum all over her beautiful chin.
We rushed over there, Kiki still filming. "Come on, sis," I said, squatting down to pull her dress up enough to cover her nipples. I gave up on the bra and just took it off and gave it to Kiki. Then, my arm around her waist, I hauled my sister to her feet. Kiki kept filming while she helped me pull Eliza's thong panties up to around her hips though not really in the right place - they were kind of bunched there as we pulled her dress down to cover her pussy and ass. Kiki finally finished her moviemaking and got on the other side of our sister as we basically dragged her, causing her to lose her other shoe and walk barefoot on the concrete when she walked at all, to our car.
"What happened then?" Eliza asked. Actually, she kind of groaned. It was the next day and she was in sweats drinking gatorade and occasionally retching a little in our room. Kiki and I were on either side of her, all of us sitting on the floor.
"After we got home, we held your hair while you puked," Kiki said, also blurry. "Then we made a video of what we think you thought was going to happen." She cast the phone to our TV.
There was Kiki and I, not at the same alley, but at the one behind our house. I had been able to find a button down shirt to leave open to show my less muscled, less hairy chest. "Oh Eliza," I said with drama, "you're easily the most beautiful of women. I want to make love to you."
"Oh, Rico," she said like an old movie. "Kiss me!" and we kissed. I remembered the taste of juicy fruit and the feel of her body against mine as my hand wandered over her ass. Pressing my sister up against the brick wall, I pulled Eliza's black dress and bra down enough to reveal her ripe, round breasts, then started squeezing and kneading one while kissing and sucking the other. She closed her eyes and moaned.
Moving my hand from her breast to the hem of her dress, I pulled it up to reveal Eliza's black thong panties, still a little messy from when she had been wearing them. Kiki had insisted we be "fully faithful" to how Eliza looked. After pulling them down to around Kiki's knees, I speared her cunt with my fingers. "Oooohhh," Kiki moaned as she held me and I kissed her neck. I remembered how wet she was, and how hot, in her vagina.
"Fuck me," I asked after finger banging my sister. Easily pulling one leg out of the panties - the one with the missing shoe - she wrapped it around my waist while she reached down and undid my pants. My cock free, my sister braced against the wall, I thrust my cock up and into her hot pussy and started pumping it in and out.
"Oooohhh," Kiki said again on the video. "Rico, you're so amazing - so skilled and big." I pumped her some more as she moaned, feeling her tight, wet cunt. "I want to give you my ass," the strawberry blonde said and I pulled out while she turned around to lay her tits and the side of her face against the wall, bent over, bare ass towards me. Lining my cock up with her rosebud, I pushed in while her legs flexed as she pushed back. Then I was in, into that tight noose around my cock, its head flying free inside, and I started banging her hard, holding her hips for leverage, the sound of my thighs hitting her ass filling the alley. "Oh oh oh oh, yes!" Kiki sang for me. "I love you in my ass, Rico. I love you! We can do this all night if you want."
"I wish we could but I'm only human," I said, piling on the drama. Then, my voice turning into a growl, I grunted, spittle falling from my open mouth, "I want to cum in your mouth."
"Oh, yes," Kiki said and turned back around, dropping nimbly to her knees. "I'll do anything for you," she said as she guided my cock to her mouth.
"And I for you," I said as I started pumping, fucking her mouth, wetter than her cunt but not as hot. Kiki took it easily, gagging some for show before letting me deepthroat her. When I was ready, I yelled and she sucked my cum down. Done, I stepped back while Kiki stayed kneeling and made a show of drooling my cum all over her chin.. "Eliza, my love," I said as I zipped up, "I must leave you. I'm a fighter pilot and my unit is leaving in an hour. No doubt I will be shot down but the last thing I will remember..." and I paused for effect, "is that sloppy blowjob."
Kiki and I busted out laughing, rolling on the floor while Eliza hung her head, looking dejected. When tears started to form, Kiki and I bounced back up, serious, and put our arms around her. "Oh, Eliza," I said, not dramatic like on the film but sincere. "I'm sorry. We thought it was funny."
"It was hot," Kiki, also serious, said to her crying sister. "Your fantasy was hot. It just didn't work out this time. We'll help make it work out better if you want to try again." She looked positively worried.
"No, that's okay," Eliza said, wiping her eye with her palm. "It's better with you two. I think it always will be."
"Well," Kiki said, obviously trying to lighten the mood. "I've got an idea that takes all three of us."
"What about mom?" Eliza asked.
"Hmm? Oh," Kiki answered, "I'm leaving her out until she makes the first move. Mark my words, she's going to go after Joe soon." I was surprised but it turned out Kiki was right.
"So, anyway, we all need to dress up," Kiki began. "Joe, you'll need a suit or a sportcoat or whatever."
"A sportcoat?" I protested. "What'll we be doing?"
"You'll find out," Kiki said, then started talking dresses with our sister before we all made love, tenderly.
Mom Sober
"Hey, honey, can I grab you for a bit and...talk." I had just gotten up and was somewhat bleary, wearing only my PJ pants, my hair sticking up everywhere. Mom was sitting at the table, wearing a flowing black broom skirt down to her crossed knees. Her blouse had a collar and cuffed sleeves folded halfway up her forearms, showing the black hairs there. It was unbuttoned enough to show her full cleavage but that just showed her pale flesh more clearly; the fabric was sheer enough so that her lacey white bra and her skin were more screened than covered.
"Sure, mom," I said, only then noticing the coils of rope on the table. Mom followed my gaze as I continued, "how can I help you?"
"Well," she licked her lips, bright red from lipstick, matching her full makeup, "I know you said that you gave up on your passion for knots but I wondered if you might try it again." She actually blushed and held her breath.
"Sure, mom," I said, texting quickly then, barely controlling my hardon as I picked up a rope coil and started demonstrating them for her. "This is a square knot. This is a surgeon's knot." Her eyes were glowing but she was also distracted. Finally, having exhausted the knots using just a rope, I said, "There's some that involve, like, tying two things together. Here, stand up," and my mother stood up, her gaze piercing mine. I took her hands in mine. "I could tie your wrists together." Now it was my time to blush and hold my breath.
"Oh, yeah, what a good idea," she finally said. She held her hands in front of her, wrists together.
"It'll work better if your hands are behind your back. Y'know, so they're crossed."
"Oh, okay," my mother said and turned her back to me, her big ass facing me. With her facing away from me, my boner got free once I wasn't trying to stop it. My mother crossed her wrists behind her back and I started carefully wrapping them, binding them together.
"That's not too tight, is it?" I almost squeaked.
Mom's voice, on the other hand, was husky. "Oh, no, Joe, you can make it tighter," so I tightened it.
"I'm finished," I said when I was done.
"What's this one called?" my mother asked.
"It's a series of double hitches," I answered. Taking a deep breath, "I have a couple more knots I want to try, but they require something larger and a little more spaced apart."
"Well, seeing you engage in your passion is important to me. Is there something I have that would work."
"Well, I have an idea," I said and turned my mother back to face me. We both ignored my hardon while we looked down at her chest. I slowly unbuttoned my mother's blouse to the waist, and pushed it on either side of her lace covered tits. Leaning in to get my hand around my mother's torso inside her blouse, my pajama clad cock rubbed against her thigh as I unhooked her bra. With her hands tied, I was only able to lower her blouse and bra straps off her shoulders down to her elbows. Her large tits were now fully exposed.
My mother looked down at her breasts then back into my eyes. "Will they work?"
"They should," and I pushed one large breast up, then the other, as if weighing them. Then I used another length of rope to make a 'rope bra,' loops of rope constricting the bases so her tits became bulbous and started to turn purple, like eggplants stuck to her chest. "This is a 'double loop knot.'" I made up the name. "Is it too tight?" I asked.
"No, I like it," my mother said, licking her very moist lips. I wondered about her lips below and knew I would find out soon.
"There's a loop that I want to work on, a 'bowline.'"
"Can you use me for that too?" still husky.
"I want you for it," I said, feeling immediately nervous and embarrassed but swallowing. Looping the line around the back of her neck, I did the bowline, just a little tight on her gracefully curving throat. "Not too tight?"
"No, son," and she didn't sound too hoarse. "What now?"
I turned my mother to face the dining room table. It was one that could open for leafs so I pulled the two halves apart about six inches. Threading the rope through the crack, "Bend over and put your tits in there," I said. Mom bent over, lying on the table, squirming to get her tits into the long gap. "Keep your hips back so you're bent fully over but have your feet on the floor." Mom shimmied down to make certain her hips were ninety degrees. My mother was relaxing with the side of her face on the table as I tied the rope from her neck to the legs of the table, securing her head and torso in place. "Spread your legs," I said gently. "More." Then I took her feet out of her shoes - I hadn't realized she was in sexy pumps - and lashed her ankles to the legs of the table.
Standing up, I looked at my mom's big ass presented towards me, her skirt hanging down, her wrists tied behind her flat back, the collar of her shirt below her shoulderblades. Running a tie from her neck to her wrists, I remarked, "I've got you securely tied up. You can't move. I could do anything I want to you."
Mom licked her lips noisily, then said, "That's right, honey, I'm completely helpless. Completely under your power."
"Wanna see my cock?" and I pulled off my pajamas, still staring at her skirt-covered ass, my boner threatening to be so hard it exploded.
"Yes, honey, I do," she whispered, so I walked around to where she could see my naked form. "Oh, it's so big," was all she said.
Stepping closer, I set my cock on the table, its one eye staring at her two, then ran my fingers through her soft, thick black hair. "You like it?" I asked.
"Oh, yes," my mother replied to my cock.
"You want it?" I went on.
"Oh, yes."
"Where do you want it?"
"Oh, Joe, put it anywhere."
I leaned back and crossed my arms, my hard cock still resting on the table. "Mrs. Smith," I said sternly, "you've been a very bad girl."
"Have I?" She seemed confused by the sudden change in my tone, but then adapted, "Oh, yes, I have."
"You shouldn't offer to let your son put his penis 'anywhere.'"
"Oh, no, I shouldn't have. I'm very bad." She started smiling.
"I think I'm going to have to spank you," my stern demeanor continued.
"Oh, yes, you'll have to spank me."
Walking behind my mother's ass, I wound up and smacked it. "Ooh!" mom called out. Then the other cheek, "Ow!" Then back to the first, then the second, back and forth, finally stopping to catch my breath.
"Young lady, you'll need more than that to make you pure again," accidentally switching to a schoolgirl fantasy. Or something.
"Oh, yes, of course," she pleaded. "Make me pure again!" as I lifted her skirt up and over her big ass, revealing white lacey panties, their seams rainbows below her ass, the center stretched over her pussy. I caressed my mother's panties where they covered her pussy, feeling how hot and wet they were, then slapped her ass over them. It was obviously already turning red from her spanking and now, with only thin cotton protecting her, she felt it more, yet said less, sticking to, "Mmmmm...."
I didn't leave my mother's panties on long, yanking them down as far as they would go on her spread legs. I could see her thick black bush, which I'd only had peeks of under her panties, and her swollen clit and labia, viscous clear fluid between them. Her bare ass was definitely red and, based on how much my palm was stinging, it must be stinging too. Stepping close, I rubbed the precum dripping head of my cock between my mother's soaked labia, causing her to moan. Then I stepped to the other side so I could use my left hand, its palm fresh. "Ow!" mom said after the first one, then again, then with each one.
Mom was starting to squirm when our front door crashed open and my two blonde sisters came in. "Hi mom! Hi Joe!" Kiki yelled with glee as Eliza closed the door behind them.
"Honey!" mom said, her cheek still crushed to the table. "Um. This isn't what it looks like!" The denial of the ages.
The blondes walked up and Kiki stood by the table where she could look into our mother's eyes. "Oh, I don't know," she said. "You're tied up bent over the table with your tits out, your skirt up and your panties down. And your son is standing behind your big ass buck naked with a rockin' boner and his handprints all over said big ass. I'm pretty sure it's exactly what it looks like."
"Honey, I - That is -" mom stuttered.
"Relax, mom," Eliza said. "We just wanna watch."
Kiki's head swiveled to look at her sister. "Speak for yourself," she said. "I want some of this action." The strawberry blonde undid her jeans and pulled them down, then tore off her t-shirt and reached back to undo her bra. Pulling it off, she clambered onto the table, legs open on either side of our mother's head. Gently, Kiki took a handful of black hair and pulled it up, making mom have to reposition to get more slack on the rope around her neck. "Okay, mom," Kiki looked her mother in the eyes. "Eat me," and she slid forward so our mom's nose was deep in her dirty blonde bush.
"Honey, I don't think that's a good idea" mom was saying, her words muffled by her daughter's thighs. "I mean I've never been with a woman..."
"We all know that's a lie," Kiki said. "Just the other day you were bragging about women. Now get to it or you'll have my pussy in your face all day 'cause I ain't leavin'." There was a pause and then I could see mom's head moving and Kiki melting and I realized that the mother was licking her daughter's clit. "Oh, yeah, moommmm," Kiki moaned. "You're real good at this." Looking up at Eliza and me as if she'd forgotten we were there, Kiki gave us our orders. "Eliza, get to work on mom's clit so Joe can fuck her ass."
Eliza didn't argue. If anything, she looked relieved to be told what to do, and I guess it was something she wanted to do anyway. The blonde pulled the straps of her swimsuit off her shoulders and pulled it down around her waist, freeing her tits, then, throwing a couple of cushions on the floor under mom's pelvis, sat on them. Facing out between her mother's legs, she hooked her arms around the big hips that birthed her. From there, she was able to crane her neck back and start licking mom's clit. "Uuugggghhh," mom moaned into Kiki's snatch.
"She didn't stop," Kiki said proudly as I straddled my sister and lined up my cock with our mother's pussy.
I went in gently to the hot, coarse, wet tunnel, causing mom to moan again. "Oooohhhh, hoooonnnneeeyyyy, you're so big." I could feel my balls resting on Eliza's chin as she ate the pussy I was penetrating.
"I'm just doing this to lube up," I said as I pulled out and pointed my cock at Eliza's face. She wrapped her tongue around the head a couple of times, then I guided it to mom's asshole. Gripping one large asscheek, I pushed against the irised back door.
"Ooooohhhhh," mom moaned again, tensing, pushing back against me, and then I was in, popping her rectum and sliding deep. "Uuunnnhhhh." Lap. Lap. Lap. Mom's asshole was tighter with her sober rather than drunk but not as tight as my sisters'. Still, I loved fucking ass, so I was soon banging my hips into mom's big ass, red from my spanking, my balls hitting my sister's chin as she kept licking our mom's clit, then the shaft of my cock running across the blonde's knuckles as she started shoving fingers into our mom's pussy. I grabbed Eliza's arm by the wrist to help her hold on so she could shoot a free hand down to her crotch, move her swimsuit aside, and start rubbing her own clit.
The four of us became a family fuck machine, the moving parts mom's and Eliza's tongues working Kiki's and mom's clits, Eliza's hand working her own and, of course, my cock slamming through mom's back door, in and out, my hips hammering her ass as I nailed it. We were all kind of grim in our tasks, not talking, just working, but soon the end became clear. Mom started moaning into Kiki's pussy, muffled but growing in volume and pitch, then Kiki joined her, clearer as she sang to the ceiling. Lower, most muffled, trapped by four human legs and her nose deep in black bush, was Eliza's calls of ecstasy. Lowest of all, my male voice, almost as loud as the three of them combined. And then the climactic call. "I'm gonna cum!" It was me. I decided I wanted to come in my mom's love canal, pretending I could burden her with child, and slammed my cock home into that muscular tunnel. It joined Eliza's fingers, pressing them against the wall, stretching our mother's cunt, making mom start jerking and moaning and twitching out her orgasm.
Mom set off Kiki. "I'm gonna cum! Mommy, I'm comiiiinggggg!" the blonde holding her mother's dark hair.
Eliza got herself off, lowing almost like a cow into our mother's snatch. I fell forward onto our mother's back, her fists in my stomach, and held her arms with mine, my cock still hard, still in her pussy. Breathing heavily, I was finally able to say, "Thanks for helping me find my love of knots again."
We do oral, but better
Dinner was delicious. Dressed up, we'd all just spent a day's pay eating steak and lobster at the swankiest place in town. 'Il Bacardo's' specialized in overpriced food and drink. But it was at the bathrooms that Kiki implemented her plan.
"It's clear," Eliza said. She'd popped into the women's restroom and then stuck her head out to let us know. Kiki pulled me into the posh bathroom with her. The sink part had all kinds of lotions and perfumes while the bathroom part had two stalls. My sister pulled me into the handicapped one. I was wearing a sportcoat as promised with slacks and a button down shirt. My sisters were again wearing matching dresses with tight bodices and V necks that showed off their cleavage, puffy sleeves, and full skirts down to the floor. Kiki's was blue and Eliza's was green, their favorite colors. They also had distinctive necklaces; Kiki's was a silver chain with a key charm hanging from it and Eliza had on a wide leather collar. A couple of wait staff had looked askance at it but none of them had said anything.
We were all standing around figuring out what to do when we heard the bathroom door open and shut and the sounds of shoes on the tiles. I sprang into action. The handicap stall had rails on either side so I hopped up and put my butt on one side and my heels on the other so they wouldn't see my feet. Kiki hiked up her dress, revealing light blue garters and tan nylon hose with blue open-toed heels and, gathering up the voluminous cloth, sat on the toilet, giving the appropriate look of feet. Eliza pulled up her own dress and hopped up so she was kneeling between her sister's legs. The two girls' eyes met. Furiously, they worked to push Eliza's dress up to reveal her own garter belt - light green - and stockings, and her bare strawberry bush. Then, bent over, moving carefully, Eliza stood up to put a foot on the toilet either side of our sister's butt. Leaning her pelvis forward, she was able to get her dress over Kiki's head and, bent at the waist, Eliza obviously had her pussy in her sister's mouth.
Hiding in a toilet stall in a public bathroom at a nice restaurant, one of my sisters started eating out the other. I think they thought they were being subtle but Kiki isn't particularly quiet when eating pussy and Eliza, while she was biting her lip, gave out the occasional whine.
"Joe?" All of us looked up in shock. There, arms on the bathroom divider, looking down at us, obviously standing on the toilet the next stall over, was Carol from the bar. She had her red hair done up big. Both of my sisters, Kiki pulling her head out from under Eliza's dress, looked up too. Our mouths were like cheerios in shape. Carol was smiling as she surveyed the scene. Then realization struck. "Are those your sisters?"
"Uhhh," I started but she cut me off.
"Yes, they are, aren't they. You all have the same cheekbones. Well, I seem to have stumbled into the best possible entertainment a girl could find in a bathroom. It looks like you all have some naughtiness going. Mind if I watch?"
The three of us were stunned and it was Kiki who recovered first. "Show us your tits," she called up to the redhead, then stood up, as Eliza did a little dance to stay standing on the toilet. Kiki straddled the toilet. "Get your tits out and put them on the top of the wall thingy here," she tapped the divider, "and you can watch." Carol hesitated, thinking what to do. "We all like a good pair of tits."
Making up her mind, the redhead smiled mischievously and pushed down the shoulder straps on her dress and the coverings over her huge breasts and rested them on the top of the divider. Kiki smiled triumphantly and sat back down. Then the three of us were pulling up Eliza's skirt so she could hold it around her waist. Able to finally stand straight up, her head was at the same height as Carol's. I got in front of the toilet standing on my knees. Shoving my face snug into my sister's ass, her cheeks soft on mine, I started probing her asshole with my tongue. "Gnnn," she moaned, then I heard Kiki on the other side lapping at our sister's clit. I was really getting at it when I heard some extra noises and looked out from under Eliza's skirt to see my sister kissing Carol over the stall divider, then sucking one of her big tits. I went back to work trying to penetrate my sister's asshole with my tongue. With Kiki and I both working and the general hotness of the situation, it wasn't long until Eliza was moaning into Carol's mouth, her legs starting to get weak and collapse. I wrapped my arms around them and Eliza actually started to sit back on my face as she tensed and came.
Eliza's hair was all mussed up as she got down from the toilet and let her dress down. Carol looked behind herself from where she was watching us, then turned back. "Do Joe next," she hissed. My sisters looked at each other, shrugged, and dropped to their knees, their dresses forming multicolored puddles on the floor. I didn't have to do anything as the two women tugged on my pants, undoing them and my belt, and pulled them down. Then Eliza had plastered her face into my ass and Kiki had shoved my cock into her mouth. It felt cool as she started sucking it. Eliza probing my asshole caused pleasure to fill that part of my body. Looking up, I saw Carol go from twiddling both of her nipples to doing just one and, reaching down, kind of squatting a little before going back to watching us. I realized that she was rubbing her clit, so I leaned into it. "Oh, Eliza, eat my ass. Oh, Kiki, suck my cock. Oh, sisters, you're soooo good." Carol squeaked a little bit.
I turned my upper torso sideways to put a hand on each girl's strawberry blonde head. I kept telling them how good they were, how good it felt. "It's so much better because you're my triplet sisters." It was so amazing, this feeling, that I was trying not to cum, knowing that would end it. But I felt the heat in my balls and pelvis building and soon there was nothing I could do to stop it. So I grabbed Kiki's head and slammed my cock home to cum. My pelvis crushed her cute little nose and my balls hit her chin, swinging below it. My head back and my eyes closed, a low, "Mmmmm," escaped my lips. I realized I had harmony and opened my eyes to see Carol staring intently, tense, obviously having rubbed one out above us. Below me, Kiki, on her knees, was flailing her arms since she couldn't breathe. I let go and she took in a deep breath. She drooled a little bit but finished swallowing.
It took all three women to get me out safely. The bathroom suddenly became very busy and I was left propped up between the walls while they all took turns sitting on the toilet pretending to use it. Carol was dressed in green, her dress darker than Eliza's, but just as nice and shorter and more open on the top. When I did finally get out, smuggled by Eliza, Carol and Kiki were sharing numbers and talking about when the four of us could get together. Also, Carol told us her current date appeared to be a total loss and she was sneaking out.
"Peachlicker4765?" the man in the front row asked, sounding bemused.
"Bearbiter8322?" Kiki asked back.
"That's us," he said. After the restaurant, the three of us had come to the opera and, once here, up several flights of stairs and around the side to emerge into one of the boxes, one of the highest ones. There were two rows of seats, the front one taken up by three men in suits, kind of portly, middle aged, the one in the middle wearing glasses.
Our introductions didn't consist of names, just "Hi there," and a handshake. Bearbiter8322 let us know the skinny. "Okay, so the waitstaff know not to disturb this box. If you want something from the menu, just write it on a post-it note," he gestured to a pad by the door, "and put it outside with your credit card or cash. Now, we don't mind if you watch us. Do you mind if we watch you? We might not want to since we appear to be, um, into different things, but we definitely won't if you don't want us to."
He waited, long enough for one of his friends to nudge him and say, "Larry, look at their cheekbones."
"Hush, Herbert," Bearbiter8322 aka Larry said. "This is an opera box used by an internet community to have semi-public sex. If what happens here doesn't stay here, where can you go for some anonymity?" Back to us, "Pardon my friend, we'll be punishing him in Act 2. That is the loudest act, by the way, which gets us to our rules. Make certain people can't see you. We're at the top box and it's usually dark" - we were; I could look down on another box behind us and the stage in front. The sides and front and back of the box were about five feet tall. He continued, "but don't hang over the side or something. And only make noise that's drowned out by the singing. If you don't have the opera memorized, there can be quite a bit of opportunity for things to go wrong as they sing loud then soft. Any questions?" We had none - Kiki obviously already knew the rules and Eliza and I got the idea. Herbert kept hitting Larry's shoulder and bouncing up and down. "Oh, sorry, you've caught my friend's interest. What's the verdict on being watched?"
"Um, sure," Kiki said, "but no coaching." That brought a round of laughs.
"Here, I brought some champagne to share," Larry said, pulling out a big bottle, a magnum, and pouring us glasses as well as he and his friends. "We get the empty bottle. It's kind of a tradition for us to use it on, well, Herbert." Herbert beamed.
"We're probably going to get a bit intense," Kiki said. From Eliza's expression that was news to her as well, not just me. "So don't flip out if you're watching," and she made eye contact with Herbert.
"Oh, he won't," Larry assured us, patting Herbert on the head. "And he won't be watching the whole time. We have plans for him for part of the time."
We ordered another bottle of champagne just for ourselves, knocking out the last of the money we had for the evening. Then Kiki pulled out her purse and started pulling out kinky sex toys. She reached under her skirt and, after wiggling around, a bunch of rope fell to the ground coiled around her feet, followed by a pair of cotton thong panties. I hadn't realized she'd been wearing them, much less carrying the rope.
"Open up, sis," and when Eliza opened her mouth, Kiki bunched her sweaty panties into a ball and shoved them into her sister's piehole. "Okay, Joe, tie those in place then tie her wrists together."
"Front or back?" I asked as Eliza held her hair up out of the way and I tied a short amount of rope through her mouth over the panties and around the back of her neck.
"Front," Kiki said and I went to work. "Isn't that too tight?" she asked as I made Eliza's wrists purple.
"Not for our sister," I reassured her, then, "Who knew?"
Okay, on your belly, sis. Move over here, like that." Kiki got her sister face down on her belly with her hands over her head and tied to one of the theater chair legs where it was bolted to the floor. "Okay, Joe, lie on top of her." I did as I was told, letting all my weight rest on my sister, my face in her hair which smelled of flowery shampoo. "Okay, you two. Eliza, you try to escape from under Joe. Joe, you keep her down and fuck her asshole."
"What are you going to do?" I asked and Eliza and I both looked at Kiki just sitting there, one knee up.
"Don't worry; I'll do my part. Now get to it."
As if on cue, the opera started. The singing drowned out our struggles as my blonde sister, fit from swimming, rocked back and forth underneath me. It was actually quite the turn on, her trying to escape, me keeping her down with my weight, one arm around her neck, the other bracing on the floor. Undoing my pants, I kicked them off before bracing on the balls of my feet on either side of my sister's. Pulling her skirt up till it was around her waist exposed her muscular swimmer butt. Scooting down, I could feel her soft skin rubbing against my thighs, pulling my hard cock to point up. Aiming the member at her asshole, hopefully lubed, I thrust deep into my sister's asshole, making her squirm more underneath me, kicking her feet on the floor, yelling out into the gag, making me even more aroused. The music was at a crescendo.
Larry, sweaty, obviously shirtless, looked over the back of their seats to our little tableau, took it all in without any sign of shock, and said, "Sorry. Just wanted to make certain something untoward wasn't happening, but it looks like you've got it all in hand." My arm still around my sister's neck, my feet still braced, I was thrusting hard up her ass, the tight ring stimulating but not milking me, the nastiness the most arousing part. She hadn't been lubed but we were getting there. No, I decided, the pain she must be feeling from being raw dogged, so much more than mine, was the hottest part. I had a free hand and pushed the top of the front of her dress down till I could grope her tit, pinching the nipple as hard as I could. She groaned and I moved my arm from around her neck to where I could cover her mouth with my hand. Her face felt angular and hard while she blew through her nostrils to breathe, hitting my hand with her breath..
"This is amazing," I said to my fuck toy and our sister. From above us, Kiki just beamed.
After a few minutes of me straddling and humping our sister, Kiki said, "Okay. Stop. Let's roll her over." So we did and Eliza watched, her mouth still full of panty, while we pulled her dress top down enough so both her tits were crowding out the top and the hem up so it was around her waist, revealing Eliza's white pelvis and fiery pussy, her hip bones jutting up, thighs open and ready to get fucked. Kiki pulled her own skirt up so it was around her waist and got between our sister's thighs, wrapping her arms around them to hold them up and open while she opened her own legs wide and got into a position where she could rub our sister's clit with her own fiery bush. Their legs looked like two sets of scissors trying to cut each other. "Okay, now put it in my ass," she instructed. I obviously didn't need to ask what 'it' was as I got behind Kiki and pushed my cock into her asshole, making her groan. "Oh, yeah, just like that. Now fuck me," she said as she started gyrating her hips, sanding our sister's clit with her bush, working my cock with the ring of her rectum as I worked in rhythm to fuck her. It felt amazing and both of them were groaning, Kiki's voice free while Eliza's was muted. I added my own low groan to the melody, as did the men, unseen, in front of us.
The operatic singer hit a high loud note and Eliza joined her despite being gagged, screaming her orgasm, joined again by the guys on the other row of the seats. My own moan joined in but while I was at max stimulation, I didn't shoot a wad. Instead, when Kiki stopped, I pulled out and sat back on my heels, pulling off my shirts now that I was sweating and panting. Kiki had to cut the rope on Eliza's face to free it and pull out the gag. "Yum," was Eliza's comment.
Kiki lay on her back, pulling down the shoulders of her dress so that her tits could come out, her head by her sister's. "Okay, bring that over here big boy," and I crawled up the two girls on their backs and leaned over so they could take turns sucking their asses off my cock. There was a lot of slurping, joined by more from the other row. "Mmm," Kiki said. "Ass to mouth. Like that?"
"Oh, yeah," I groaned.
"Mm. Hmm," Eliza squeaked around my cock.
"Okay, time for me to get some," Kiki said and pushed me back so she could straddle our sister's head, facing her body. She let her skirt go so it flowed out from her, covering her lower body and her sister's head in a blue sea of fabric. "Come on, sis, get that tongue to work and I'll let Joe fuck your pussy. Oh! Well, that got somebody's attention. Mmmm," she groaned and kind of sunk down, her hips lowering further on Eliza's head, her satin clad stomach caressing our sister's bare breasts. Taking the given opportunity, I got between Eliza's thighs, feeling the soft skin and deeper muscles of her thighs as I started thrusting into my sister's snatch. It was hot and tight, almost as tight as her rectum, but it was all the way along my cock. It wasn't long until she was squealing into my sister's snatch, writhing back and forth as she came yet again. Then Kiki gave a low moan and tensed briefly in a much less dramatic orgasm. I could feel my cock pumping my cum into my sister's cunt as I lay there with it buried all the way in, the tip held against her cervix. When I was done, I fell off and to the side and Kiki got up, pulling her dress straps up to cover her tits while the skirt fell to cover the rest of her. Eliza was smiling as she looked up, arms framing her face with the hands tied above her. She had her thighs completely open, her pussy looking well-used. "Stay there," Kiki said to her identical sister, "while I go pee."
When Kiki got back, she seemed a little more relaxed. "Okay, Joe, sit on her face. I want her to stick her talented tongue in your asshole."
"Facing which way?" and she had me facing our sister's feet as I sat on the face almost identical to mine and felt that lithe tongue caressing my rectum then fighting to get in.
"Want some help with that?" Herbert asked, looking over the back of the seats.
"Hush," I heard Larry say and obviously dragged Herbert down. The sound of a vibrator filled the air as Kiki pulled her skirts up and, sitting in the seats, pulled her thigh up to open her own pussy where she started rubbing the tip of the machine against her clit. Sighing, she stopped and got down so she was on all fours in front of me, her dress up over her hips so I could see her pale round ass as she slid back, thighs on either side of mine and had her cuntlips at the head of my cock. It was like we were doggy style on top of our sister.
"Rub your cock on my lips, jack yourself off," she instructed, so I did that, rubbing the most sensitive part of my member along her wet, swollen labia. "Tell me when you're gonna cum," she ordered and, when I did, she scooted herself back further till just the head of my cock was inside her hot wet pussy.
"I'm coming in you," I said as I pumped loads of jism into her pussy just as I had the identical pussy of our sister.
"Is she still rimming you?"
"Oh, yes," I groaned.
When I had finished shooting, Kiki continued to instruct, "Move back slowly so she can suck your balls. Tell me what you feel."
I scooted back and Kiki came with me, her cunt still just barely wrapped around the head of my cock. "Oh, yeah, she's sucking them, she's got them in her mouth. It's so hot and wet."
"Okay, back further. Lick my clit, Eliza, as soon as you can." There was some kind of squeak of assent from below, then Kiki stopped. "Okay, now pull out," she told me. When I did, a big glob of my cum fell from my sister's pussy onto my other sister's nose and open mouth. A bunch of it went in where Eliza could swallow it but a bunch fell down both sides of her mouth. She used her tongue to get it as more fell out of Kiki's pussy. Kiki was looking down, holding her skirt up so she could see the slow viscous rain between her legs falling onto her sister's face.
Once Kiki felt all my cum was gone from her snatch into her sister, she again got up on the chair with her vibrator. This time, watching our sister try to lick cum off her own cheek while more oozed from her open pussy, she tensed almost immediately, mouth open, eyes staring, body shaking as she came.
Eliza was eating my cum like a cross between chocolate syrup and gum. "Want me to let you up?" I asked.
"Nah, I'm good," she paused to say and smiled happily before getting back at it.
"That's good." I said, admiring my sister with her tits out, pussy spread, hands tied overhead, smiling, her strawberry blonde hair a halo around her head. "I'm kind of spent," I said, then looked over at Kiki, who looked too serious. "How about you?"
"There's something missing," she said. "Someone, maybe."
"Not you," we heard Larry cut off Herbert.
"Dad?" Eliza asked brightly. We hadn't seen our father in years. Kik and I stared at our bound sister. "I mean we've all gone down on each other. He would seem to be next." Kiki snorted as Eliza giggled.
"You want to date other people?" I asked my sister, heart in my throat. Eliza looked concerned too.
"Not me, I think. You."
I was struck silent for a good while. "Got anybody in mind?" Kiki just shook her head. "Girl or boy?"
"Um, I have to think about that."
"Still not you, Herbert," Larry said.
"No offense, guys," I said to the invisible men in front of us, then turned to Kiki, "but I've never been attracted to men." Kiki bit her lip and looked almost sad. "Though I admit that I would do anything you wanted me to." We heard the sound of somebody being forcibly gagged on a cock from in front of us.
"Me too," Eliza said. "I'd do anything either of you wanted me to." Her smile returned. "But please make it nasty."
When the opera was over we cut Eliza free. Rubbing her wrists as they purpled, we all made certain we looked presentable.
"Well, that was lovely," Larry said. "Hit me up anytime on the board. I'll give you top priority." They filed out.
"Carol," Eliza said from out of nowhere.
"Huh?" I said but I knew exactly what she meant and where she was going.
"He should date Carol," Eliza nodded.
Kiki stared at her sister. "That's brilliant." She immediately started texting.
Suddenly anxious, I asked, "Are you texting her right now?"
"Oh, yeah, baby brother," Kiki said, though we were obviously the same age. "We're going to bring that buxom redhead into our lives."