A Weekend with My Big Sis 3

A Weekend with My Big Sis, Ch. 3 of 3
by Jay Denton

Lucy giggled as she closed the bedroom door behind her.

“Oh my God, you pair of fucking perverts, you’re sisters for fuck’s sake,” she said. “How fucking horny, two sisters fucking each other,” she continued.

“Who could blame me?” replied Georgia. “I saw how you were looking at Jay last night. Surely you’re not surprised I’m shagging her?”

Lucy smiled and nodded in agreement, then looked at me.

“Last night when I said you weren’t my type, Jay, I meant for a relationship. But for some good old fashioned lesbian fucking, you are just what I need right now. Chloe got a right strop on last night when she saw me with you, so we’re not talking now. She’s such a silly cow. If she hadn’t been so fucking jealous I wouldn’t be as horny as I am right now.”

She paused briefly before continuing and looked at each of us in turn before addressing Georgia.

“And as for you, George, I always knew you were a bit of a lezzer and had the occasional sip from the furry cup, but fucking your baby sister. Wow, that is just so dirty.”

After she had finished her near breathless tirade, Lucy crossed to the bed and stood beside us. I handed her the hair dryer, then turned and bent my face between the luscious cheeks of Georgia’s arse. I licked her languorously, paying particular attention to her brown puckered ring with the pointed tip of my tongue.

She thrust the luscious twin globes of her arse back towards my face, mashing my chin into her wet folds. I thrust my tongue forward impaling her on its stiff, wet pinkness as her lips parted to accept its entry.

Lucy dropped the hair dryer on the floor and started watching me intently as I tongued my big sister’s pussy.

“Nice action, Jay. It looks like you’ve done that a few times before.”

I moved my face from between Georgia’s cheeks and turned to look at Lucy.

“You have no idea how often, Luce. All those stories about sex in boarding schools ain’t just the product of someone’s imagination, you know.”

She grinned at my reply as she leaned against the wall with her shoulders. She had pulled down the bodice of her blue summer dress and was caressing her right tit with her left hand, as her right hand lifted the hem of the long flowing dress. She pulled it up over her hips and thrust her hips forward lewdly, exposing a tiny pair of matching, blue net panties. The net was completely transparent and I could see the top of her slit through the blue netting above the distinctly moist looking, dark blue gusset.

She continued the manipulation of her nipple, rolling it between her fingertips. She used her other hand to pull the front of her panties down further and wriggled her hips pushing down the waistband and exposing her neatly waxed pussy to my lustful gaze. She had the neatest, tidiest pussy I had ever seen. It was just perfect. There was a tiny ‘V’ fold of skin just above her clit and her sex was a single gash that bisected the area between her legs.

She stroked her middle- and fore-finger down either side of the slit, pressing hard. As she did so, it made her outer labia bulge obscenely between her fingers. As she continued to rub either side of her lips, I was amazed to see her inner labia emerge as they engorged with passion. As she kept rubbing they took on the appearance of Georgia’s; they too hung clear of her protective outer labia.

The engorgement of her lips reminded me starkly of watching my boyfriend’s cock grow from flaccid to fully tumescent as he stroked it. It had the same effect too, as I felt myself starting to moisten even more.

I reached out with my right hand and slid my finger between her hanging lips. Her cunt felt as smooth as silk and very, very slick. As I withdrew my finger, it was covered with a thick viscous layer of her lubricant. I put my fingers to my mouth and smelt her nectar. It smelt quite strong and pungent; not unpleasant, but quite earthy and a little musky. I licked my fingers and sucked them into my mouth enjoying the muskiness and the strong taste.

Georgia looked over her shoulder at me.

“Jay, are you gonna fuck me or do I have to do it myself?” she asked petulantly.

I turned back to her gaping pussy, gave her a wide smile and inserted three very wet fingers into her.

“Like this, do you mean, George?”

“Oh yes, that’s more like it. Oh fuck, yes. Finger me, Jay. Finger my wet cunt. Lick my arsehole again too, that was so good.”

I bent down once more and started to tongue around her arsehole as I fingered her furiously. She thrust back hard towards me and her little brown rosebud opened like a flower, revealing her crimson coloured inner ring. As she strained downwards she opened herself up to my ministrations, so I pushed my tongue in and licked around the red rim. If I had thought Lucy tasted earthy, this was doubly so.

“For fuck’s sake, Lucy, come over here and let me lick you,” Georgia said. Her breath now coming in gasps as her arousal built.

Lucy dropped the hem of her dress then shimmied the dress down over her hips, dropping it to the floor. Her small pert tits looked lovely, the nipples starkly erect. Her boobs were an even dark brown all over, not a tan line in sight. Obviously she’d had lots of topless sunbathing opportunities on her frequent long haul trips. She pulled the blue panties down her legs, stepped out of them and kicked them across the room. She then stepped up onto the bed, stepping over me in the process to get to Georgia.

She lay down on her side beside Georgia and positioned her pussy close to her waiting mouth. Then as she lifted and bent her leg, pushing her hips forward until Georgia reached between her legs and grabbed her by the bum. Georgia looked at Lucy’s gaping wet lips for a moment before she pulled her waxed mound onto her mouth. Lucy thrust her pelvis hard against my sister’s face as her tongue plumbed her depths.

I, meanwhile, continued my tonguing of Georgia’s pussy and sweet little arsehole.

Lucy was watching what I was doing to Georgia and suddenly realised that I was the only one not being played with. She beckoned me with her finger. I looked at her with confusion on my face; so she reached out and touched my thigh, then indicated I should move across the bed so she could touch me more easily.

Maintaining my attention on Georgia I shuffled my bum across the bed until Lucy was able to reach me. She lifted my right leg and placed my calf across her shoulders which spread my legs wide open; she then pulled me by the hips so my exposed crotch was accessible to her lips and tongue. I shuddered with ecstasy as I felt her tongue sweep along my sex from my bum to my clit, then the joy as the tip of her tongue swirled around and across my already exposed “man in a boat.”

The three of us were now in a triangle; lips meeting lips, mouth to pussy, as we all licked each other furiously. Georgia was the first to cum. At first I just felt a clenching of her glutes, she then started to thrust herself hard against my mouth forcing my tongue deep inside her.

The pace of my licking increased and my tongue went deeper. As it did so, her hip thrusts increased, accompanied by a mewing sound deep in her throat. As her orgasm crashed over her this also increased in its intensity until she was shrieking like a banshee. When I say she fucked my face, it was literally that. Her pubic bone crashed hard against my chin as her orgasm exploded, splattering my face with her juices.

Her climax was so violent and consuming, her face pulled away from between Lucy’s legs and her back arched as if she was being electrocuted. Her shrieks of pleasure filled the room.

As she slumped back down onto the bed I slid my wet, sticky fingers deep inside her and gently finger-fucked her; soothing her as she came down from her orgasmic high. It was as I slid my fingers into her that I felt Lucy doing something similar to me from behind. I’m not sure whether she’d seen me do it to Georgia, or whether it was a coincidence. Whatever, it certainly got my attention.

Up until this point she had been gently licking and tonguing me as she in turn had been licked by Georgia. I had been so focused on face-fucking and fingering my sister I’d almost settled onto a plateau of arousal that was perfectly level. It was nice, gently sexy, but nothing earth shattering. This fresh assault by Lucy’s fingers jacked things up a notch.

My arousal was further heightened by Georgia. Her composure regained, she had moved around and fastened her mouth on my erect nipples. I could feel every nerve ending on my areolas spark as her tongue scraped across the crinkled nubs. They hardened into hard stiff points under the attention of her lips, tongue and teeth.

She grabbed my right tit in both hands and pulled it towards her mouth, as she feasted upon its tip. As she sucked, she massaged the bulk of its flesh squeezing the pliant mass hard. I felt a stab of ecstatic pain as she bit my nipple. It was this, added to the attention my pussy was receiving from Lucy, that pushed me well on my way to my next orgasm.

I felt my guts constrict in anticipation and then relax. Lucy increased the sensation overload by sliding a finger (or was it was two?) into my well-lubricated arsehole. I jerked spastically as her tongue stabbed once more into my cunt and felt my body go into that peculiar type of free-falling sensation as my orgasm arrived with the speed of a runaway train.

I, like Georgia only minutes previously, slammed my cunt against the invading tongue, mashing my pubic bone hard against Lucy’s face. She stepped up the tempo of her fingering as my thrusts threatened to break her jaw and shared her digits between both of my gaping wet holes. She was finger-fucking me hard as Georgia tried desperately to stay attached to my hugely erect and distended nipple.

My orgasm peaked with an intensity that nearly rendered me unconscious. So many excited nerve endings firing off messages to my brain gave me sensory overload that caused a starburst of lights to flash before my eyes.

Gradually I became aware of my surroundings again as I felt myself start to descend from the heights of my orgasm. Like Georgia before me, I slumped back onto the bed exhausted. Georgia looked me in the eye.

“Wow, that looked like it was a good one, Jay. I owed you. The way you tongued and finger-fucked me was awesome. I thought I’d never stop cumming.”

She looked around at Lucy lying prone behind me.

“Hmm, looks like there’s only one of us yet to cum. Come on, Jay, sort yourself out. We need to give Lucy something to remember.”

As I lay there on the bed, Lucy knelt up and then crawled across the bed on her knees until she was knelt beside my shoulders. She threw her left leg over my saliva covered chest and settled with her knees either side of my rib cage facing towards my feet. She lowered herself gently onto my face. I grasped a bum cheek in each hand and spread them wide. I tentatively slipped my tongue between her engorged inner labia and licked her from her clit to her arsehole.

She tasted divine. Her inner lips were covered with a thick sticky sheen of her natural lubrication, a drop dangled like a dew drop onto my tongue. I sucked it greedily into my mouth as she settled lower onto my face.

Georgia, meanwhile, had latched onto Lucy’s other lips and by the sound of them both were having some serious tongue-wrestling action. Lucy knelt upright, maintaining her cunt’s contact with my mouth and leant backwards arching her back as Georgia dribbled saliva onto her tight, hard little nipples then fastened onto her dark brown nipple.

“Oh my God, that’s good George. Suck me, bite me. Jay, lick my clit and suck it into your mouth. Suck my lips in, tongue me hard.”

Lucy’s running commentary of instructions only served to bring my own arousal once more to the fore. I released one of her bum cheeks and reached down between my legs. I spread my soaking lips with my thumb and third finger, sliding my middle and index fingers inside my wet, cum dribbling lips. I hooked my two fingers into a claw and plunged them deep, searching for the rough, rubbery pad that I knew would give me another awesome orgasm.

As I found the spot, I felt a charge run through me when I started to massage it backwards and forwards. A hand slid down over mine as I thrashed my G-spot. Fingers traveled down to my arsehole and stopped. I felt the fingertips circle the taut muscle ring and then move back up to my gaping lips. They dipped in between my lips and they scooped a gloopy mess of my cum onto their fingertips. The fingers then dropped once more to my puckered hole and smeared the liquid over my entrance.

I knew what was coming, so I pushed down hard and felt my bum hole open slightly. The fingers needed no further invitation and I felt at least two of them slide inside my open arsehole. There was a slight resistance as they overcame my sphincter, then I could feel them push deep inside me, stretching me wide as they invaded me. My mouth continued to do its work on Lucy’s gaping wide cunt; I’d never seen one quite so open before.

I moved my other hand around between Lucy’s bum cheeks and spread them open, allowing my tongue maximum penetration. Her pussy was dribbling freely. The milky-coloured liquid tasted divine and I gulped it down greedily.

Georgia bit down hard on Lucy’s right nipple as she massaged her pert little tits. The effect was immediate. Lucy shrieked initially with the pain and then started to moan as she pushed her erect nub hard against Georgia’s mouth. The double assault by both Georgia and me was coming to fruition, as she ground herself harder onto my face.

I moved my thumb up to her bum hole and copied what, whoever it was, was doing to my bum. This kicked Lucy into overdrive and she started bucking like one possessed. Her gutter language would have done a trooper proud.

“Yes, you pair of horny sister cunts! Fuck me, lick my cunt and finger my arse. Yesssss! George, bite my tits hard. Fucccckkkk, I’m cummiiiinnnnnnngg. Don’t stop, fuck meeeee!”

I felt her orgasm explode as her lips opened and she spasmed on my face. I felt her cum slide down my chin as she began to ram her cunt hard against me. The sheer sexual ecstasy of the moment triggered my own ascent up to the pinnacle of an orgasm.

With Lucy’s climax past its peak, I lessened my tongue’s attention on her. I was able to concentrate my efforts more precisely onto my own G-spot. My fingers pulled my pubic bone up towards my belly button then plunged back in to rub over the crinkled pad. Time and time again I rammed my long fingers into me until I felt my bladder tense and then I also orgasmed. This time, having orgasmed so often, my juices barely dribbled out of me as my orgasm exploded.

Totally replete, the three of us collapsed in a hot, wet, sweaty tangle of bodies on the bed.

It seemed like minutes, but was probably only seconds, before we stirred. Lucy was the first to draw breath and immediately launched into one of her monologues.

“Fuck, I didn’t expect that when I let myself in. I thought I’d find the pair of you still sleeping or nursing hangovers. I’m so pleased I had that row with Chloe or I wouldn’t even be here. I wouldn’t have missed this little threesome for the world. You two make a great double act. Or should that be a great, double ‘sister-act’?”

Georgia wisecracked one of her quick one-liners in response.

“That’s us, the Denton sisters, we aim to please you as long as you aim to please us.”

She looked down at the stained and tangled damp sheets and continued.

“And, looking at the state of my bed, neither of you aimed very well. It’s soaked. I bet the mattress is wet right through. Quick, get up and let me strip the bed before it gets too smelly. It’s going to stink like a bloody fishmonger’s in here if I don’t do it before we go out. You are such a dirty pair of bitches.”

We both reluctantly sat up and rolled off the bed, as she stripped off the bottom sheet. Luckily her memory foam topper seemed to have caught most of the liquid we’d splashed over it, as it hadn’t penetrated through to the mattress.

“Fuck, can you wash these things?” she asked no one in particular as she pulled the wet topper off the mattress.

Lucy and I looked at each other and then as one turned to Georgia and shrugged our shoulders.

“Don’t ask me,” I quipped. “We haven’t covered that in domestic science yet. Advanced lady-cum removal wasn’t on the curriculum when I last looked. I’ll ask my Domestic Science teacher on Monday if you like?”

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5 thoughts on “A Weekend with My Big Sis 3

  1. A superlative story! I’m looking forward to more delights from that dirty, dirty imagination of yours, Jay.

    P.S. Drop me an email some time. I suspect that we might be kindred spirits…

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