Incest/Taboo Brother and Sister Sexcapades

I was about to enter into my first year of College, having taken the summer off after graduation from High School. I'd spent some time looking for a small affordable place to live close to campus, and had lucked out in finding a place within walking distance. It was an older home that my soon to be Landlady and her husband who had a year ago passed away, refurbished for rental out to students. Part of the agreement, and which helped hold down the cost for me, was that I would take care of the yard and minor repairs that might be needed around the house.

She lived on the bottom floor of the home, but the upstairs had a separate outside entrance and three additional bedrooms, complete with my own kitchenette, bathroom and living room. Even with the costs cut for doing maintenance work, it was still a stretch for me to make the monthly rent payment, so I had immediately begun looking for a roommate to help share rent and expenses. I posted a notice on the bulletin board on campus, and within a week had several people call me or drop by to inquire about it. After screening out a number of people, I finally found a roommate who I thought I could become good friends with, and who wouldn't leave me standing high and dry when it came to meeting the rent.

Gene and I got along famously, and even had one class at the College together. I learned shortly after he'd moved in that he had a twin sister that had been looking for a place to stay. And that if it was ok with me, if she could come move in with us until she was able to find some place more suitable to live in later on. I had no problem with this as we had three bedrooms anyway, and thought it might of course be interesting to have a woman living with us even if it was for a short period of time. The Land Lady had no problem with it either, provided that the rent was met, so Sheri soon moved in, taking the bedroom across the hall from mine.

When I first met her, I couldn't believe my eyes. Thought she and Gene were twins, they looked very little at all like one another. And though I know fraternal twins didn't necessarily share the same physical attributes, Sheri was as different as night and day to her brother. She had long dark hair that she wore in a ponytail most of the time, with deep blue eyes and an olive complexion. Gene on the other hand had dirty blonde colored hair with a very fair skin coloring, which burned easily if he spent too much time out in the sun.

Things settled in pretty quickly for the three of us, and almost immediately we established a fairly workable routine for sharing the one bathroom, cooking, cleaning and even laundry. It was on the following weekend while doing my laundry that things looked like they could get fairly interesting. I had gone down to the basement where we had access to the washer and dryer to put in a load. I was standing there sorting things out into various piles when Sheri came in through the door carrying a basket of her own things that needed to be washed as well. It quickly appeared that the best solution so we both weren't waiting on each other to finish up with our own laundry was to combine them together, so we then quickly resorted things into wash loads that would speed things up.

It was during this process when we put 'whites' in to be washed first that Sheri suddenly removed the tank top she had been wearing, and promptly removed the bra she was wearing as well, and threw it in with the things to be washed. As her wonderfully full breasts sprang into view, I tried to remain as calm as possible and not make an issue out of staring at her as she nonchalantly went about adding soap and such to the washer. All the while standing there in front of me with her bare breasts showing. Obviously being semi nude from the waist up anyway was of no big deal to her, and we continued to talk and finish sorting through everything. Eventually she put her tank top back on, and we headed upstairs to finish straightening up the apartment.

That evening the three of us had ordered a pizza for dinner, and settled in to watch a movie that Gene had rented. I sat in the only single chair we had and Gene and his sister shared the couch. Seeing the two of them interact and tease one another during the evening reminded me of them being more like a boyfriend-girlfriend situation than as brother and sister. But I thought no more of it, even though there were times when the topics of conversation turned sexual in nature.

We'd finished off the only bottle of wine that we had, and rather than doing much for me than make me sleepy, I soon bid the two of them goodnight and headed off to bed. I don't know how long I had been asleep, no more than a couple of hours when the urge to pee woke me. The single bathroom was down the far end of the hall next to Gene's room and I passed by his bedroom along the way. All the lights were out at this point, but I saw that the light was still on in his room from underneath his door. As I went by, I heard giggling coming from Gene's room, and knew almost immediately that Sheri was inside. I figured they were simply staying up together, talking or something, though once again considering the fact that for a brother and sister, their relationship seemed a lot closer than most I had seen or experienced between siblings.

I opened the door to the bathroom, went in and took a pee. When I came out, I noticed immediately that the light had been turned off and I could no longer hear either of them talking. I knew that Sheri hadn't left and gone back to her own room, as I would have heard Gene's bedroom door open if she had. I made some noise of heading back to my own room, opened the door and closed it again, though still standing outside in the hallway. Moments later, I could hear them talking again, and padded silently down the hall back towards Gene's room. I stood just outside the door listening, with my heart going a hundred miles an hour though I wasn't really sure why it should be. The sounds I heard then confirmed my suspicions; whatever was going on wasn't simply brother-sister chatting going on. They were doing far more than that. I returned to my own room shortly after, a bit confused as to how I felt about this, and decided that I would somehow raise the question about it with one or both of them in the very near future.

Sunday morning, Gene had already gone off to work at his part-time job. As was my responsibility, I'd already gone out to mow the lawn and do some basic yard work before it got too hot. Sheri left soon after with a list we'd made up the day before of some grocery's we needed and I decided that it would provide the perfect opportunity to talk with her when she got back, and while helping her to put the grocery's away.

When she did return, I had just finished putting away the mower, and helped her carry up the bags of grocery's she'd purchased. Sheri was wearing a pair of very short cut-off jeans that exposed the well-rounded twin cheeks of her ass as she reached up to put things away in the cupboards. But this wasn't the only show I was getting either. Sheri was also wearing a Tee shirt that she'd cut off baring her mid-rift entirely. As she reached up, it was also clearly evident that she wasn't wearing a bra as I could easily see her breasts, her shirt rising up enough to uncover them entirely. Although I was having trouble concentrating with all this delectable girl-flesh being exposed to me, I was still determined to discuss what I now knew had been going on in Gene's bedroom last night. Before I could do that however, Sheri beat me to the punch.

"David, there's something I want to tell you while you're here," she began. I decided to wait with what I had to ask about until after she'd finished, not aware that she was about to bring up the same very subject that I was curious to ask her about.

"Gene and I have had a very 'special' relationship with one another ever since we were kids."

The way she had emphasized the word 'special' I immediately knew that she was about to share with me right then and there what had been going on between them. I took a seat on one of the barstools, and settled in to listen to what it was she had to say.

"I think you know what I'm leading up to here," she began. "I was in Gene's bedroom with him last night. I also heard you get up and go into the bathroom. Gene thought we should keep things quiet until we had a chance to discuss this with you. But to be honest, I had even suggested inviting you in with us, though he wasn't sure how comfortable you might have been with that, so we didn't."

I couldn't believe what it was I was hearing. Not only had she admitted they'd been in Gene's room fooling around, but had even considered inviting me in to join them! I wasn't sure at all now how I felt about that, true I was certainly no angel, and Sheri was a very attractive and sexy woman. But getting involved with her and her brother was something I wasn't entirely sure I could handle. However, I refrained from saying anything, content to continue to sit and listen as she spoke.

"I've certainly had boyfriends, and Gene in fact has a girlfriend now that we're both very good friends with. But I've always felt more comfortable with him in certain ways that most men I've dated or been with. He treats me as not just a sister, but as a friend, and knows my wants and needs probably better than anyone. I know that most people would frown on our relationship, and maybe even you do as well, but I wanted to get this out in the open before it caused any problems in your relationship with Gene, as I won't be staying here forever." Sheri looked at me then, waiting for me to say something about what she'd just revealed.

"I'm not sure how I feel about it yet," I replied honestly. And I told her that I did know what it was that was going on in the bedroom last night. I even told her that I found her attractive, and though I wasn't currently seeing anyone myself, that as we'd already discussed, should any of us bring someone over to spend the night or whatever, that that wouldn't be a problem as that was something I had already agreed to. I decided that whatever her relationship was with her brother, probably fell within that agreement too, and that they were free to pursue whatever interests or desires that they had with one another. That seemed to relax her somewhat, and she stepped over to give me a quick kiss on the cheek.

"I'm glad your ok with that. But you still never answered my other question," she said. I looked at her once again not sure how to respond, still struggling with my own feelings about it. But losing that fight as the vision of her cute ass poking beneath her shorts, and the outline of her exquisite breasts peeking below her shirt were still vividly etched in my mind.

"Sheri, I'm not going to lie to you and say I'm not attracted to you. I have been from the moment I first saw you, and that was before you 'flashed' those gorgeous boobs of yours at me in the laundry room. But..." I never finished my sentence. In the next instant, Sheri peeled off her skimpy top and flung it behind her once again revealing those twin mounds of perfection.

Sheri immediately crossed over to where I was sitting. She reached up, placed both hands on my cheeks and drew my head towards her bare breasts. I didn't even hesitate or think twice about what I was doing at that point, and simply nuzzled her, began kissing and sucking her firm erect nipples, with all else we'd discussed suddenly flying out the window in being no longer important or of further concern to me.

All I had on at the moment was a pair of cut-off Levi's. Sheri then stood me up, reached down unzipping them, and pulled them off, along with my shorts in one quick swift motion. I stepped out of the pile, which had dropped to the floor around my feet, and as Sheri then instructed me to do, hopped up onto the counter top. Standing between my legs, she began soft-stroking my already erect cock but ensuring that I was at full and complete arousal before she then bent over slightly and surrounded the velvety helmet of my prick with her lips. Sheri began to tease me with her lips, just lightly nibbling at me and chewing at the sensitive flesh with her teeth. Having now gotten my full and undivided attention, Sheri began licking with long languish strokes the underside of my cock, traveling down the length of it to my balls which she also sucked, nipped, licked and kissed in repeated patterns.

"Oh Sheri!" I moaned. It had been quite a while since I'd actually had a blow-job, and certainly longer still since I'd had one that was feeling this good. She continued to play with my shaft, stroking it as well as my balls, all the while sucking me and tonguing every square inch of my cock and balls. I knew if I allowed her to continue much longer that I would soon orgasm, and, as I had no intention of allowing her to have me do that yet, I reluctantly forced her head away from me.

"My turn!" Was all I said. I sat up from the counter, jumped off and immediately undid the button on her pair of shortened Levi's as well. But as I had also suspected, she had not worn any panties, so the moment I unzipped hers, they fell away immediately revealing a very bare hairless pussy.

"Gene likes it when I shave it completely." She offered by way of explanation. "Says that it's more erotic to him to eat me when I'm shaved." Hearing her say that still sent a weird little shiver through me. The thought of her own brother licking that delicate slit of hers was something that was going to take some getting used to.

I picked Sheri up, sitting her down on the counter where I'd been laying only moments before. She reached down, spreading those wonderfully pink lips apart exposing her hard swollen little clitoris. I attacked it like a man gone mad. I was surprised as well as aroused by Sheri's total lack of any inhibitions. She was so open with her sexuality, her desire, and the freedom and joy that she expressed in all things sexual. I found it was more refreshing, arousing than anything I had ever experienced before. As she continued to hold her lips apart for me, sitting in an upright position so that she could watch, I tongued her, sliding the tip of my tongue up and down her extremely wet slit, and looked up into her face as I was doing it. It was incredibly erotic, watching her, as she watched me tonguing her.

That openness of hers continued to manifest itself in other delightful ways too.

"Yes... oh yes. That's perfect David." She began instructing me. "Lick it just like that for a few moments longer." I was powerless to do anything else, and began to hunger for her dirty worded instructions as I followed them exactly as she commanded me to do.

"Now suck it. Suck my clit, softly...really softly. Just like that yes. Oh yes. Right there, that's perfect!"

I don't know how long we did this, it seemed like time stood still for us at that moment, but the only thing I cared about doing, or wanted to do for that matter was to pleasure her. And if that meant following her directions, step by erotic step, then I would do so no matter how long it took, and no matter what it was she told me to do or how to do it.

"Hmmmm. I think I'm ready for you to fuck me now," she said after a considerable amount of time. Sheri slid off the counter grabbing the stool, bending over it so that her wide-open slit presented itself to me. Stepping behind her, I slid easily into her, holding it there without moving so that I could enjoy the near overwhelming sensation of how her cunt felt wrapped around my cock. We began to rock back and forth together; I stood behind her slowly withdrawing my cock until it nearly reached the point of slipping out before once again slowly thrusting it back inside her. Sheri began to wiggle her ass, thrusting herself more forcefully against me. I took from this her signal to increase the tempo of our fucking, and began to increase the urgency and the power as I slid in and out of her clasping cunt.

"That's it. That's it!" She once again began telling me. "Now faster, fuck me faster, as hard as you fucking can!" She yelled.

I was so immersed in the pleasure of Sheri's pussy that I hadn't heard the door open or anyone come in. I was still unaware of another presence being there until from out of the corner of my eye, I saw Gene suddenly step around us, totally nude, and with a massive erection throbbing like a purple veined vibrator, which in a way it almost was. Sheri looked up as I did, seeing Gene, and without missing a beat, wrapped her mouth around his thick throbbing prick as he stood in front of her. I had slowed in my intensity of fuck strokes in Sheri's cunt when I first saw Gene appear, almost immediately however, regaining my senses at the surprise of finding him now joining us, I once again picked up where I had left off. We continued in this erotic little newly formed threesome for a few minutes longer until I once again found myself getting too close to continue in this way without spilling my spunk inside Sheri's pussy.

"Switch!" Sheri could hardly speak the words, near breathless and so lustfully delirious, but it was enough that Gene and I quickly traded places with one another. Sheri knew how close I had gotten, so her sweet tongue licking and sucking of my more than aroused shaft was intended not to get me closer, or even get me off finally. But to tantalizingly slow down the need in order to match it more closely to Gene's rapidly growing one.

The pounding slap noises as Gene pummeled his prick into his sister were intoxicating to my ears. She fucked back against him nearly as forcefully as he was doing into her, the sweet sounding slap of his hips against her ass continuing to fill the room with heated passion and pleasures rapture.

"Don't cum in me," she told Gene, "When you're ready, I want both of you to stand in front of me." Sheri had been purposely holding me at bay, she seemed to know I was teetering on the edge, and kept me there, wonderfully so. The moment that Gene pulled out, and stepped around her one again, she quit sucking me and knelt down on the floor in front of the both of us.

She took us both in hand, stroking our cocks simultaneously, holding them against her breasts in the process. "Cover my tits with your cum...cum all over them for me." She urged us both. That's about all it took for me, and in one fantastic giant clench of my ass cheeks, I felt the sperm boil up from my balls and explode in a frothy white cascade of cum cream all over her targeted breast. Gene was only moments behind me, and I watched in abject fascination as his own prick began to shower her other breast in a bath of white-hot creamy nectar.

Sheri continued jacking us both off against her breasts until they were drenched in our cum, which ran in little rivulets atop them, over the curvature of each, and on down to her tummy as though heading for the wet sloppy slit between her legs. I could finally stand it no longer and stepped back, plopping myself to rest against the backside of the couch. Gene too had finally quit ejaculating, and sat down on one of the nearby barstools. Sheri however, had not as yet cum, and was about to do so for us while we watched.

She pulled herself atop the counter, one heel resting upon it, and the other one balanced on one of the barstools. Sitting there as she was, it was totally obscene, so vulgarly erotic looking that I felt my cock throb once again in renewed interest. Sheri began slapping her pussy with the full force of her hand that amazed and surprised me. I could not understand how she could sit there doing this without in someway actually injuring herself in the process. So it was that Gene and I sat there, watching Sheri spank slap her pussy towards orgasm. Only when she eventually reached that climatic plateau of ecstasy, did she finally embrace her exposed clitoris, twirling her fingers about it, tapping it with her fingers more gently until she finally came. I had once again risen to a rock hard erection in watching this, but looking at my watch, and in seeing the time, knew I was running late for my own part-time job. With a great deal of reluctance, I headed towards the bathroom for a quick shower, the heat and excitement still lingering in my mind long afterwards of the decadent images the three of us had shared together.

I stepped out of the shower shortly after that, once again passing by Gene's bedroom on the way back to my own. The door was open, and as I looked in, saw Sheri and Gene once again in bed together fucking. She was sitting astride him now, but turned towards the door so that I would obviously see them, and ensuring that she would also see me as well. She blew me a kiss, a wide grinning smile and winked all at the same time. I could have stood in the door watching the two of them for as long as it took, but had to steel myself away in order to get to work.

I wouldn't exactly call Sheri a nymphomaniac, but she was about as close to that description as anyone I had ever met or known before. It was going to be a long night for me too. I was still very much aroused, wishing that it had been me that was lying in bed with her instead of her brother. But I smiled too. The "temporary" living arrangement I felt had just become a permanent one instead.

I arrived home well after midnight, tired, exhausted, and ready for a good night's sleep. As I also had an early class in the morning, it was about all I could do to drag my ass into my bedroom. Sheri was already in my bed fast asleep, but woke long enough to cuddle up next to me once I finally managed to climb into bed.

"You have any plans for tomorrow night?" She yawned asking me.

"No. Why?" I asked.

"Never mind. You'll need your rest for what I have in mind, so go to sleep. We'll talk about it after you get home."

Suddenly I was wide-awake with excitement and anticipation. I could not believe the effect Sheri was having on me, even as tired as I was, she could raise the dead, or so I honestly believed.

"Damn you!" I cursed teasingly. And I felt her hand reach over and once again begin playing with me.

"I'll make you cum, and then you can get some sleep," she told me. So softly stroking me that it was almost more of a relaxing hand-job than a stimulating one. I know I did cum, somewhere in the fogginess of it all, and felt the tingly spurts of my ejaculation as I did, but fell almost immediately to sleep afterwards.

Early in the morning, Sheri had already dressed and left for an even earlier class than I had. I managed to rouse myself, and headed out the door having a pretty full schedule of classes waiting for me. I met Gene as we headed into my second class of the day, and the one we shared.

"Meet me outside afterwards," he told me. "I have something fun for us to do for Shelly!"

Shelly was of course Gene's longtime girlfriend. I had met her only once on the day he had actually moved in. With all our conflicting schedules I hadn't seen her since, though she had been over at least another time when I'd been gone.

"So what's up?" I asked Gene as we headed down the steps from our Chemistry class together. He held up a large vile with a rubber stopper capping it. "This!" He mischievously replied.

"What on earth are you going to do with that?" I one again prompted him to explain to me. But he only smiled, holding up a set of car keys and motioning for me to follow him. As it was a lunch break for the two of us, I had no worry about being late for anything, so out of curiosity more than anything else, quickly followed behind him as we headed for the student parking lot.

We quickly located Shelly's car, and unlocking the doors jumped inside.

"Again Gene, what are you up to?"

"Since Shelly and I hardly get to see one another anymore with our crazy schedules, we like to do things for one another that are fun, exciting, and sometimes a bit kinky. That way we tease each other even when we can't be together to enjoy it. Keeps us thinking about one another that way."

"So what's this got to do with me?"

Gene laughed. "You really haven't gotten to know Shelly very well yet." He continued, "But she's a lot like Sheri is, fun, erotic, and very, very sexual. I came up with a really wild idea that I know she's going to find a major turn on when I tell her about it afterwards."

"Oh? And what's that?"

Gene quickly looked around to ensure that no one in the parking lot was close by. Seeing that things were 'safe' I watched him as he suddenly unzipped his pants and remove his rapidly growing penis.

"We like to tease one another by doing things that are a little kinky at times. One of those is when I jerk-off for her into this vile, then leave it in the cooler for her." He'd already indicated one sitting in the back seat of her car. "After her next to last class, she has about an hour long break, so she will come out here, and then use the cum I've left her to masturbate with!"

Gene was already in the process of stroking himself off, completely uncaring that I was sitting in the car next to him while he did. And with all the other craziness of the past couple of days, I found that what he was doing now didn't seem all that wild to me any more.

"So what am I here for? To simply watch you jerk off?" I teased.

"Not entirely no. Though I am sort of getting a kick out of that too. But what I want 'you' to do, is jerk off into this as well, so that when she comes out here later, and uses 'our' cum to play with herself with, she'll not know she did so until I tell her later what it was we did."

"You're kidding me!" I exclaimed seriously.

Gene grinned holding out the glass tube towards me. "Pull out the stopper, I'm getting close. Stick it over the end of my dick...and hurry!"

I couldn't believe I was actually doing it. But I did as Gene had asked me. I pulled out the black rubberized stopper and slid the end of the glass tube over the head of his cock. He once again looked around to ensure no one was heading our way or watching us, then rose up slightly so he could get a better angle to ensure that all his cum shot inside the tube with none of it spilling in the process.

"Ahhhh, Ahhhh yesssss." He groaned. And I watched his spunk splash against the sides of the glass cylinder as he continued spurting into it.

He quickly zipped up after that took the cylinder from me and held it waiting for me to do the same thing he'd just finished doing.

"I really don't know Gene. This 'is' pretty weird you know."

"Sheri bet me ten bucks that you wouldn't do it," he said smiling.

"She knows?"

"Sure...I told her my idea last night. She said you'd never do it, and bet me ten bucks that you wouldn't."

I took a quick look around, then unzipped my fly and began jerking off into the vile Gene sat holding for me. "And you say that Shelly will actually get off on this?" I still questioned, all the while jerking off as Gene sat watching out, and watching me.

"She'll love it! Especially when I've told her about it afterwards. She'll get an even bigger kick out of thinking about the two of us sitting in her car whacking off. Oh yea, she'll probably end up masturbating while thinking about it again!"

Shortly after that I added my own special sauce to the concoction we'd just made together.

I finally arrived back at our apartment late that afternoon. I still had a few hours to kill before going to work, time enough to get something to eat, change clothes and relax a little bit. The moment I walked in however, I knew I'd be doing anything but relaxing. Sheri was standing in the small kitchen fixing dinner. She was wearing a pair of white cotton panties however and nothing else.

"Hungry?" She said as I walked in the door. I wasn't sure if she was offering me her tits or the spaghetti that she was making. I was actually hungry for both. Seeing her standing there like that, I knew instantly that nothing would ever be boring around this house again. The fact that Sheri hardly ever wore clothes to begin with was evident, but trying to maintain a normal everyday atmosphere around here was going to be difficult at best. I knew that for myself, seeing Sheri parading around nude all the time was going to eventually lead up to an overload in my sexual circuitry.

I sat my backpack down on the floor next to the single chair in the small living room we had. "By the way. You owe your brother ten bucks."

"Really?" She grinned in amused surprised. "I really am surprised. I guess you're a little more open-minded that I was willing to give you credit for! So, did you enjoy watching each other jack-off?" She wickedly teased.

Two could play at this game however. "Who said we watched one another? I thought it would be far more fun if we jerked each other off into the bottle."

Sheri tossed her head back and laughed. "I Guess I owe him twenty bucks then. He said you'd never go for doing that. The bottle maybe, but not jerking each other off. He bet me though just the same, so I guess you really are full of surprises then aren't you?"

I really didn't have anything to say for that one. Either she was calling my bluff, or they really had bet another ten dollars on the two of us doing that. Gene had never mentioned it however, so I wasn't really sure who was bull-shitting whom.

"Well I for one have been horny all day thinking about the two of you."

"Like that should surprise me? I'm beginning to believe you're in a constant state of horniness!" I chided her teasingly. "I'd be willing to bet you were masturbating ever since you discovered you even had a pussy!"

Sheri laughed at that one. "In fact, your right. I used to have a really favorite way of doing it too."

"I'll bet you did. So you going to tell me about it or what?" I was already getting aroused by this forever ongoing sex-talk and 'scenery' that was going along with it, so wanting to hear about her early masturbatory episodes sounded like a fun way to sort of start things off with.

"Mother used to take me with her to do the laundry. She'd sit me on top of the washer while the clothes were busy washing, I liked the way the vibrations felt while I sat there, and eventually learned that if I sat on one of the corners, it felt even better. I began having regular climaxes at a very early age, and looked forward to laundry day. Even now I sometimes sit on top of the washer while I'm doing the clothes."

"Well I guess that sort of explains the other day then. You must have already been horny when you came down to the laundry room and found me already there."

Sheri smiled. "As a matter of fact I was. I decided to see what your reaction would be like when I took my top off, and the rest as they say is history."

"I can almost see you sitting on the washer getting off. I'm surprised your mother never caught you doing that."

"Oh...but she did! Several times!"

"You're joking? What did she say to you?"

"The only thing she ever mentioned was how much I reminded her of herself when she was my age. By the way, you'll have a chance to meet her when she comes out next November for Thanksgiving!"

I knew only that Gene and Sheri's mother had been divorced now for several years, but she certainly wasn't without companionship, and traveled around quite extensively.

"Since it's harder for Gene and I to afford to fly home, she's coming out here to spend a week. That shouldn't be any problem for you would it?"

"If she's anything at all like the two of you are, I'm sure it will be a really interesting week." I said sarcastically.

"Oh she is too. Trust me!" And gave me one of her mischievously evil winks having said so.

I shook my head in exasperation. I could only imagine. Or then again, could I?

"All this talk about 'the old days' has got me horny again. Come on!"

Pulling me along with her, Sheri stopped long enough to pick up a pile of clean folded towels that we'd just washed, but had not put away yet from the other day.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"To do some laundry!"

With a stack of towels tucked under one arm, Sheri headed for our back door entry to go outside and downstairs to the basement. "Sheri! What if someone sees you like that?" I said trying to remind her that she was still only wearing a brief pair of white cotton panties.

"So we'll hurry downstairs fast then!"

I knew our Landlady had to be fairly open-minded. She didn't seem to be upset by the fact that the three of us were living together. I wasn't sure about running into her in the basement however, in the event she was downstairs washing her own clothes. Seeing Sheri running around topless might be a bit more than she would care to know about, or see.

We quickly sprinted down the stairwell, I had to admit it, even this was exciting. I didn't see any neighbors outside anywhere that might have spotted us as we descended down the stairs, but then again, someone could have been standing inside a window looking out or something when we did. In which case, they would have gotten quite a pleasant eyeful.

Thankfully Mrs. Brookes was nowhere to be seen, and as there was a lock on the basement door, since it led outside, I turned the little knob ensuring we had some privacy.

"No...don't lock it." Sheri looked at me saying. "It will be more fun that way!"

Once again I could only shake my head in wonder at this woman. But I turned and unlocked it anyway. By this time she had placed the towels inside the washer and had started the load. Closing the lid, she jumped up and edged over to the corner where she quickly positioned herself in the exact same way as she had described to me earlier. I watched, fascinated as the washer began to dance beneath her in a slightly unbalanced load.

"Hmmm that feels good. I can hardly wait until the spin cycle starts!"

"Sheri. You really 'are' amazing!" I said as I watched her abusing herself on the old nearly worn out washer. "You know...if you do this too often, we'll end up having to buy Mrs. Brookes a new one! Wouldn't a nice much smaller vibrator do just as well?"

"Oh...I have several of those too. And I haven't actually done this in years. But I thought you'd enjoy watching it. Are you?"

I looked down at myself. If Sheri couldn't see the bulge in my pants now, she needed glasses.

"Take it out and play with yourself for me."

"Shit Sheri, I just came a couple of hours ago. It might take me a while."

"So what you're telling me, this isn't making you horny?" She pouted. But even the frowny-face she gave me was sexy as hell.

"What if Mrs. Brookes..."

Sheri smiled evilly once again. "Exciting huh?"

I pulled my cock out; still ready to quickly tuck myself away in the event anyone came down to the basement and began masturbating while watching Sheri getting off on the washing machine.

"Hey! I just thought of a wonderful idea!" She said. And she patted the top edge of the tub. "Why don't you 'cum" over here and join me!" I didn't miss the intended pun, nor did I decline her offer either. "Ah uh". She said then wagging her finger at me. "Pants off!"

A half hour later, after the towels had been rewashed, and after we'd both had a fairly interesting orgasm, I chased after her back up the stairs to our apartment. "I've got to get ready for work." I finally convinced her. She'd been teasing me with promises of the best blowjob of my life if I were to skip work and stay home with her. And though the offer was certainly tempting, I was actually getting a little sore, and more than a whole lot worn out by all the sexual escapades we'd been involved in lately.

"Tell you what," I said. "If when I get home later tonight, and 'if' your not already sharing the bed with your brother, I'll come into your room and give you the best oral orgasm you've ever had instead. How's that sound?"

"Even if I am in bed with Gene, come 'do' me anyway! Gene would enjoy watching that, provided he even woke up to see it."

"Be careful what you wish for!"

She closed her eyes, crossed her fingers, and then crossed both of her arms over her chest and began mouthing her wish.

"Ha ha. Very funny!"

"What? So if I'm laying there, legs spread, wide open pussy. You wouldn't come in and go down on me if Gene was laying there in bed beside me?"

"I'm just not sure I'm ready to go there yet," I said honestly.

"Oh? You sure seemed 'ready' and ok with everything in the kitchen when Gene came home and found us doing the nasty!"

"That was different. He caught us by surprise, and I was too far gone to care."

"So if I want to do the two of you again, I'll have to surprise you with it?

I had to think about that one briefly. After everything that had happened so far, it did seem to be a silly concern on my part. "No...I guess not."

"So...I can expect a good tongue lashing tonight after you get home then? No matter what?"

"No matter what." As much as I hated doing it, I turned heading out the door and off to work. But I was already looking forward to coming home again as soon as I could manage it.

On the following Friday, we had one of those very few rare days when none of us had to work. Although I had one very early class that morning, I basically had the rest of the day and all day Saturday as well. In a way, it was almost like having two full days off, and I was looking forward to it as we all were. Shelly too had the time off, and as expected would be joining us for dinner and "movies" which I had already learned from Gene included two extremely hard-core movies, Taboo II and Taboo III. I doubted seriously that if we began watching them, we'd ever get through the first one knowing this group. I picked up three bottles of wine this time, and still doubted it would be enough for us even then. I really had no idea what to expect, as I said, I'd only met Shelly briefly one time, but I had heard from Gene how excited Shelly had gotten when she found out she'd masturbated herself with our combined spendings. Gene and Shelly arrived early that evening. I had just gotten out of the shower from having performed my weekend chores for Mrs. Brookes earlier than normal. My intentions being to hopefully sleep in on Saturday morning, especially as I was unsure how the evening was going to turn out, which was going to very possibly be a late one.

Sheri wasn't nude. But once again, she might as well have been. I wandered out into the living room where Sheri was busily setting out snacks and preparing for the night ahead. She was wearing a very short silk robe, which was only loosely tied in front. As she bent over to place a couple of bowls of chips down on the coffee table, her short black robe hiked up well over her tight firm ass.

"You like what you see?" She said without even turning around. She knew I had been standing there watching her.

"Pretty nice. And pretty bold too. Don't you think you're a tiny bit underdressed for company? By the way, and I don't mean to pry here. But I'm not sure I fully understand your feelings, or how you deal with Gene having a girlfriend...and sort of..."

"Sharing him?" She said flatly.

"Yea. I guess so." I said

"There's a time and a place for everything," she responded, and once again turned away from me to finish setting things up. I wasn't sure how I'd read that one exactly, and decided to leave well enough alone, and wait and see how the evening turned out. Either way, it was bound to be interesting, especially as we'd all soon be drinking wine and watching X-rated movies together.

A short time later, Gene and Shelly walked in. Though the nights had certainly started to cool down, I was surprised to see Shelly wearing a floor length raincoat. I didn't think it had been 'that' cold outside. Gene stepped behind her to help her off with it, as she undid the front belt so that he could do so, she stepped out of it, and then I understood why she had worn it.

Shelly was wearing nothing more than a white lacy bra, panties, garter belt and stockings. In was in stark contrast with her deep dark rich looking tan, blonde hair, and exceptionally marvelous full rich breasts. She was a knockout, and I am sure that I stood there looking somewhat stupidly at her as it was.​