Incest/Taboo Snowed In

Though the power had come back on again sometime early morning, the house was still cold not having heated up yet. We'd gotten a new fire going in the fireplace, which helped, but the storm had continued, not letting up at all. Nearly five feet of new snow covered the ground making the roads all but impassible for anything other than four-wheel drives. Having turned on the news while we still could, weather reports were warning everyone of an additional three or four feet before there was even a break, with more to come after that. Power outages were everywhere, so we considered ourselves lucky to have power restored, though for how long was another question.

We had put the bed away, straightened up the living room and gotten dressed in far warmer clothing. While mom started in on breakfast with the girls helping out, dad decided to make a trip into town for some much needed supplies, especially if the weather continued the way it appeared it was going to.

The problem was, the nearest town was twenty miles away, and weather conditions indicated it was going to be no easy feat getting there and back. He'd already hooked up the snow plow to the front of one of the four wheel drives just to do the long quarter mile road leading out of their place. Hopefully road crews would be plowing the main interstate, though that was another two and a half miles away from my parents place. It would be slow going, even once we'd gotten their drive plowed out enough to get out ourselves.

"You sure you don't want me to go with you?" I'd asked him after we'd finally cleared enough of a path in order for him to get to the small two-lane road, which even then looked to be hazardous enough.

"No, your mom and I will make the trip into town and get what we need. It's not the first time we've done this, and I know the roads around here like the back of my hand even when they're covered in snow. I'd rather that you stay here with your sister's and keep an eye on things, especially if the power goes out again. Keep the fire going for one thing, and for another, might be a good idea if you guys busied yourselves with putting together some sandwiches and stuff in the event we can't cook anything later. I'm going to see about getting a new generator while we're gone, which I should have done before now and could kick myself for in not doing earlier. Your mom wants to stock up on a few needed necessities, since we're going out, but I wouldn't plan on us being back much before dark with the roads being the way they are. We'll have our cell phones in case things get worse, just to keep you posted as to how we're doing and where we are. But even with the storm, I'm sure we'll be back long before nightfall, or shortly thereafter at the very least."

I wasn't real keen with mom and dad going out by themselves, but it wasn't the first time that they had as I recalled either. There'd actually been another storm nearly as bad as this one, and they'd ended up having to spend the night in town rather than try making it back. If worse came to worse, they'd do that again. Dad just preferred it if at least one man stayed behind in the event anything happened at the house. Several tall fir and pine trees were so heavy with snow, he was more worried about one of those being uprooted, falling into the house, or falling over the quarter mile drive leading off the property and blocking the road. If that happened, I knew enough about using a chain saw to cut it if I had to, and then use the other four-wheel drive to pull it out of the way.

After having eaten a warm hearty breakfast, mom and dad prepared to leave. I was glad to see them pack enough emergency supplies, blankets and some food before they left just in case they got stuck somewhere out on the road between our place and town. Overly cautious perhaps, but as dad had always said, "It was better to be safe than sorry."

Dad had left to make one last quick pass with the plow before returning to get mom. Mandy and Collette had raced off to shower while we still had hot water available since the news reports continued to issue warnings about more and more power outages as they day progressed. I sat in the kitchen with mom sharing a cup of coffee with her waiting for dad to return so we could remove the plow just before they left.

"You kids warm enough last night?" She asked.

Obviously mom knew I had spent the night with my sisters in their bed in front of the fire. She'd gotten up long before any of us had in order to start the coffee, make breakfast and pack a few things for their trip into town.

"Yeah, I kept the fire going, so we were plenty warm, how about you two?" I asked.

"Oh yeah, plenty of blankets, but there's nothing better than a nice warm body to snuggle up to beneath them," she said winking at me. "Amongst other things."

I smiled at that. It was no secret mom and dad had always had a pretty active sex-life, it was something they never denied or hid from us even as kids growing up. A closed door in their bedroom, which they still never locked, was warning enough that they wished to be left alone for a while. Though I'd actually stumbled in on them once when they weren't expecting anyone home, which made me wonder if either one of my sister's ever had too.

Mom stood putting her empty cup back on the kitchen counter, reaching over to rustle my hair a bit as she did so. "And I'm glad to see just how close the three of you have gotten, it's been a while since you've all been together," she added turning towards me. "Amazing how much the girls have really changed since they moved out isn't it?" She asked.

"Ah yeah...they've changed a lot," I said thinking in other terms.

"Though haven't we all?" Mom then interjected. "Though most of mine has come with age and far too many sweet treats," mom said feigning disgust with her figure.

"Oh mom, you look great, hell...you could still pass for a woman ten years younger!" I told her meaning it, as she did. When she cupped, and then lifted her breasts however, I was a little surprised. I mean we'd always had a reasonably close, somewhat uninhibited relationship around one another in the past, but sitting there watching my own mother heft her breasts in her hands wasn't exactly something I was expecting.

"Not quite as firm as they used to be, certainly not like your sister's," she told me releasing them, pouting. "But I guess I shouldn't complain, your father still likes playing with them!"

I didn't quite know how to respond to that, I was already feeling my face flush a little when she said that, and now alluding to the way her own breasts might look in comparison to my sisters, had planted an image inside my head that took a moment for me to shake off.

The sound of dad's truck coming back down the lane alerted us to the fact he'd be there in a few minutes. "Well, anyway, like I said. It's nice to see the three of you getting along so well, closer than the three of you used to be," she said slipping into her warm heavy coat. "Too often siblings grow apart once they move out and away from one another...lose touch so to speak," she said smiling. "Just know that your dad and I are pleased to see the three of you getting along so well, we sort of always hoped that you would," she added leaning over giving me a kiss on the cheek just as dad pulled up by the back door. I stood, intending to give him a hand with the plow, though mom's comment and look had unnerved me a little.

Mom followed me outside and climbed into dad's truck as he and I dragged the plow off and set it aside. I stood by his door as he then got in and prepared to leave.

"Call if you have any problems," I asked them.

"No worries, we'll be fine," he assured me, then adding. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do," he grinned, "While we're gone. We should be back before nightfall, but for some reason, if we can't...we'll call you." Once again I had caught a strange look coming from mom when he'd said that, but it quickly turned into a smile as she blew me a kiss and as dad put the truck into gear heading out. I stood watching them for a moment until the falling snow hid the truck from view and entered back inside the house. When I did, it was Collette who met me in the kitchen, pouring us both a coffee though she stood in nothing more than her robe and a towel on her head.

"They leave?" she asked.

"Yeah, just..." I said thinking to myself, and then asking her.

"You notice anything weird or strange about either one of them this morning?" I asked her.

"Weird? Strange? What do you mean?"

"Oh, probably nothing, maybe just me thinking too much, especially after last night," I said as the erotic images once again flooded my head. "But if I didn't know better, I'd almost swear mom was hinting around at the three of us being much closer than we used to be, and that in fact...mom and dad were happy to see it."

"Well I'm sure she didn't mean it in quite the way you seem to be worried about," Collette told me as she came over and sat down at the table. I noticed as she did, that the front of her bathrobe parted, revealing most if not all of her right breast. Even she knew that she had, looking down at herself and just smiling without covering it. "Though I will say this," she added as she sat there thinking. "There was an incident the last time I came here for a visit, just before you came home from school as I recall," she told me. "Which had me wondering about it for a few days after it happened," she added.

"What?"

"Well, we were all planning on going out to dinner that night, shortly after you got home from school and got ready yourself. Dad was using the upstairs bathroom, so I came down to shower in yours. I'd just gotten undressed and was about to step in when mom entered bringing in some fresh towels which she told me she was going to do, so I wasn't surprised by that when she entered. What did surprise me was when she commented on how beautiful I looked, honestly standing there admiring my body. I mean it didn't make me uncomfortable or anything, in fact...I was actually flattered that she did, and commented on her still looking pretty good too."

I smiled inwardly, so familiar...

"Anyway, she then said she'd might as well do a load of wash, intending to gather up my things which as always, I'd just left piled on the floor when I undressed. She then commented on the fact she might as well include her own clothing as then otherwise it would be too small of a load to be worth the bother, so surprised me a little when she stood there and took off her own clothing in order to add hers to mine. Of course, once she had, she again commented on how shapely my breasts were in comparison to hers, and how age was obviously beginning to have some affect on her. Once again, I complimented mom on how good of shape she was still in, which she was...and still is of course. But I swear Brian, there was a bit of sexual tension in the air as we did that, especially after what happened next."

"What happened?" I said taking even greater interest, though Collette's nearly exposed boob went a long way towards making me feel that, especially when she undid her sash exposing them both to me.

"If you're going to stare, you might as well see both of them," she told me before continuing. "Now...where was I anyway? Oh yeah...so then, mom actually reaches up and thumbs one of her nipples,"

"You're kidding me!"

"No, really...she did! Looking up and over towards me, she then asks me if my nipples are as sensitive as hers still are!"

The image of mom standing nude in the bathroom tweaking her own tit I found interesting, especially after asking Collette if hers were.

"I told her in fact they always had been...and were, not really thinking too much about the conversation we were suddenly having. I mean after all, growing up, we'd been open enough around mom and dad to discuss sex openly whenever we had questions or were curious about something. You know how it was. So anyway, I just figured we were having one of those impromptu little discussions, which is when she asked me if I'd ever been able to have an orgasm just simply by having them played with. But before I could even answer that, she told me she could! I hadn't...not then anyway, though I did later, but I found it curious that she could, and obviously did, even asking her about it, whether she could do it herself, or whether someone else, meaning 'dad' had to be the one touching her when she did."

"Holy shit," I said softly listening to my sister, already the sensation of my cock stiffening inside my pants alerting me to the fact I was becoming aroused by all this. "So then what?"

Collette laughed. She could tell I was becoming excited by hearing this, not to mention the fact she'd actually begun to finger one of her nipples as she sat there telling me the story.

"So she actually blushes, but then tells me that if she's horny enough, aroused enough, she can do it herself, make herself cum just by fingering her tits, the way she was doing now. Admittedly, I was intrigued, not to mention a little surprised she was being so candid with me about it, but I must say Brian, standing there naked, with mom naked, and thumbing her pretty good-sized nipples was hot as hell. What's more...I could see that she was getting more and more aroused the longer she stood there, playing with them, while watching me, me...watching her. It was very erotic, even though it was my very own mother!"

"No shit!" I responded, reaching down to nonchalantly rub the fullness of my prick through my jeans. "So then what happened?" I continued to press.

"Well about that time, it became obvious that if she indeed continued, she actually might...orgasm!"

"Fuck!"

"That's what I thought. But then she seemed to get embarrassed, self conscious about it all of a sudden, and quit, started talking about the laundry again, and not wanting to embarrass me more than she felt she might already have. And she seemed embarrassed herself for having shown me what she had, which she felt was more than she probably should have. Next thing you know, I actually asked her...asked her to show me. I mean fuck Brian, now I was horny as hell, and frankly I wanted to see her do it! See if she could, how she did it, so yeah...I did. I asked her to show me what she did. Surprised, yet pleased, she dropped the clothes she'd gathered up back on the floor. After that, she took a seat on the toilet, she poured a little baby-oil on each one of her breasts, and then handed it to me."

"This helps," mom said. "So your nipples don't get too rough or too sore, go ahead, try it yourself, and then do what I do."

"Before I knew it, now I'm standing there still in the shower, though I hadn't as yet turned the water on. Following mom's lead, I'm now coating my boobs with the oil, still watching her, watching as she now pinches her nipples and pulls on them, even twisting them almost painfully. I mean it's not like I haven't done that myself, or that a few guys I've dated haven't either, but admittedly, it felt different, doing it the way she did, emulating her movements. Before long, she's sitting there panting, just as I am. And then, much to my surprise, mom came!"

"Damn!" I exclaimed, just trying to imagine it. My own mother, having an orgasm in front of my sister, even though all she'd really done was fondle her own breasts.

"Yeah, that's what I thought too. And funny enough, after she had, I still tried to, but I just quite couldn't get there. And then because it was taking so long, and because you were due home any minute, I finally gave up. After which, mom said that perhaps if the opportunity presented itself, she'd try showing me again, only this time...she'd do it, if I wanted her to. Oddly enough, the opportunity never did come again, and we never brought the subject up again either, so I didn't pursue it or think about it until after I'd returned home again. But...there was something about it that told me mom would have been more than willing to do more, or at least I thought so at the time anyway. So who knows...maybe?"

"Maybe what?" Mandy said walking into the kitchen just catching the tail end of our conversation. She was dressed in her warm flannel pajamas again, though this time they actually looked sexy on her, especially the way her breasts moved beneath them as she walked over to the table and sat down joining us. She immediately saw Collette's fully exposed breasts and lifted her eyebrows.

"Obviously, the two of you have been having an interesting conversation, so what's up?"

Collette and I then filled her in on everything we'd just shared and talked about while she listened.

"They really are a couple of horny old farts aren't they?" she said teasingly.

"What makes you say that?" I had to ask. "Why...what have you seen or heard?" We both asked.

"Well, remember last summer? I came home for a visit with mom and dad. I'd gotten some unexpected time off, so decided to make the best of it. Unfortunately, that was the same week you'd gone off camping with your friends, which is why we never saw one another," she said looking at me. "Anyway, the second or third day I was here, I'd made plans to go to the bar that night with Charlene, my best friend in high school since she was still living here. We had agreed to meet, have dinner and catch up with one another. Which we'd started doing, up until the time that J.D. showed up."

"J.D.?" Collette asked.

"Oh yeah, you didn't know him, his name was actually Jim Daniels, though everyone called him Jack...because he loved to drink the stuff by the same name. Those who didn't call him that, simply called him J.D. Anyway, Charlene had always had a huge crush on him during high school, but at the time he was banging the head cheerleader, and didn't have eyes...or a cock for anyone else, well...as far as anyone else knew anyway. But...he'd always had a bit of a thing for Charlene too, always playing up to her. Needless to say, when he came into the bar and saw her sitting there with me, he came over. I could see she was anxious to go elsewhere with him rather than spend the evening with me, even though we'd planned it, so eventually I made up some excuse to leave, and ended up coming home early. Boy...was I in for a surprise when I did!"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah!" she said grinning at me. "I think the reason they didn't hear me come home early was because of where they were, and what they were doing. I'd come in through the front door for one thing and immediately came in here to the kitchen. I'd even called out, but didn't get any response. I walked over to there," she said pointing at the window that overlooked the back patio, "which is when I saw them," she grinned. "They were out on the porch, sitting in the swing, at least daddy was anyway," she chuckled further. "They were both naked, mom was on her knees kneeling in the grass in front of him, but as the chair swing was sitting at an angle to me, I could easily see the both of them, not to mention what they were doing. At first I thought about looking away, letting them have some privacy, but to be perfectly honest you guys...I couldn't help myself! I couldn't tear my eyes away!"

Collette had thrown all pretense to the wind at this point. While sitting there, she'd completely opened her bathrobe and now openly fingered herself listening to Mandy as she told her story. Already aroused enough as she was, as we both were, she proceeded to make no bones about what she was doing to herself as Mandy continued. Though Mandy too had taken notice of her sister, her own hand suddenly slinking down the loose fitting waistband of her flannel pajama bottoms.

"And I have to tell you Brian," she paused briefly interrupting herself, "I think daddy's prick is as big, if not even a little bigger than yours is, at least it sure as hell looked like it at the time, though I'd also have to say, I'd have to lay them side by side to be sure of course," she snickered wickedly.

"Never mind that," I said anxiously, "continue the story!"

"So there mom is, going to town on daddy's dick, sucking away like crazy, stroking and jacking it while he's leaning back in the couch swing, moaning like mad, his legs totally stretched out to either side of her. I mean...I am fascinated standing there watching them, especially since they had no clue that I was. And the more I watched, the hornier I got of course, and before I even realized it, I was standing there fingering myself..."

"Sort of like you are now?" I teased her.

She laughed nodding her head. "Exactly! I mean...I'd actually caught them once before a few years back, but I really hadn't seen much, just enough to know what it was they were doing. But this...oh my god! This was entirely different. Daddy's dick looked so hard, so big and so fucking swollen! And there was mom, kneeling down in front of him, I mean she was sucking that thing like there was no tomorrow, but not only that, occasionally she'd like yank it off to one side, let it go...and then watch it slap back against his chest and sort of bounce around a little. Then suddenly she'd do it again, sometimes actually slapping it. Every time she did, daddy would groan pleasurably, asking her to do it again, which she'd very often do. By now, I was so horny myself that I couldn't see straight, and I needed something a hell of a lot bigger than my fingers. Looking around for something to satisfy my need, I remembered we'd eaten the last of the bananas that morning. But then I remembered we had something else, so I hurriedly opened the fridge, found what I was looking for, and began using that."

"Which was?" I had to ask.

"A big, long, thick, nasty looking cucumber!" Mandy giggled unashamedly. "So now...here I am standing at the window trying to shove that thing up myself, when I look back out just in time to see mom standing up, wiping off her mouth. She'd just taken daddy's load by the looks of it. He's still sitting in the chair swing, eyes closed with this silly-assed grin on his face, even his toes were curled, but what I then saw, as mom did, was me standing there looking at her, and her...looking at me."

"Oh my god!" Collette giggled. "Did she know? I mean obviously she must have known you'd seen them...but, did she..."

"Know what I'd been doing? I'd have to say yes, but before I tell you how she figured it out by herself, let me set the rest of it up for you. So...like I said, try and picture all this. For a moment we're both just standing there looking at one another, mom naked licking her lips. She's like what? Two, maybe three feet away from the back door at the time? And there I am, my jeans and panties down around my ankles, I've got a cucumber sticking in my cunt, which I just barely manage to remove when she walks in. So now...there I am, this silly assed expression on my face, this humongous green vegetable in my hand, and even though it's no longer in my pussy, my jeans are still tangled around my feet, so like...yeah, I'm pretty sure she knew what I'd been doing with it."

"Holy fuck! What happened then?" I asked wanting to laugh, but at the same time aroused as hell just hearing all this.

"Nothing."

"Nothing?"

"Well, not really...not like I was expecting anyway. So all I can think of to do is sort of lay the cucumber back into the sink, now I'm doing this with my pants down...and then I sort of reached down, pulling them up as mom walks over to the table and sits down. She's sitting there with this silly assed expression on her face while I do this. Meanwhile, daddy's recovered, and so quite naturally, he walks in, though of course he has no idea I am there at the time. Luckily, by then, I've pulled up my jeans and panties, so he doesn't see or know what I was doing, though of course I'm now standing there looking at him. At least he didn't have an erection, only sort of...you know, kind of like the way yours looks after you've just tossed off a nice load. So it's still sort of full, just not hard. But he's cool about it I guess, not really embarrassed, I mean after all, it's their home, and it's me who came home earlier than expected interrupting their fun. All he says is, "Oh...you're home early!"

"That's it?" Collette asked.

"Yeah, that's it! Mom now stands up, winks at me and grabs daddy's hand, and then leads him out of the kitchen up the stairs to their room where they obviously finished things up after that. But the funny part...the really funny and interesting part was the very next day."

"Yeah? What?"

"Well, as you know during the summer, mom and dad both don't feel like cooking, especially as hot as it usually gets. So...also as usual, mom had just made a really big Chef's salad."

"Oh no!"

"Oh yes!" Mandy said actually blushing. "And daddy says, 'This is really good honey, the cucumber is especially crisp and tasty, what did you do different this time than you've done before?' he asks her."

"Oh, nothing really. Just added a few new things here and there, though I thought you might enjoy the special sauce I included with it this time," she says actually looking across the table at me, and then she winked!"

"Oh my god! You've got to be kidding me! She really did that?" Collette asked.

"Yeah, she really did. We even laughed about it afterwards when we were cleaning up, though she assured me she'd actually washed it before using it, and that she really hadn't done anything differently than she normally did. I'm not honestly sure I believed her though, there was just something about the way she looked at me during dinner that made me wonder if she honestly didn't serve it that way. I mean not like there was a whole lot of pussy juice that would have actually altered the flavor of it or anything...but just the thought you know?"

By now Collette and I were both laughing hysterically, as Mandy joined us doing the same. And even though we were, I was hard as a fucking rock, and hornier than ever. When the phone rang a second later, we all jumped. We'd been sitting there at the table for well over an hour now.

"Hello? Mom? You guys made it ok?" I asked after scrambling for the phone a second or so later. "Ok good...glad you did, no...still coming down outside, not as bad as it was, but still snowing yes. "Huh? Oh...sure," I glanced at my watch, it was already well past eleven. "Ok, well...if it gets too much worse, might be best if you two actually did spend the night then rather than try and make it back tonight," I told her. "No sense taking any unnecessary chances," I added receiving her assurance that they wouldn't. I soon after said good-bye and hung up the phone.

"Well?" Mandy asked.

"Well, they made it safely into town, but I guess it's getting a lot worse there, and they haven't even started to get anything yet. Dad dropped mom off at the grocery store to do the shopping, and he's headed over to the GS to see about getting a new generator. But by the sounds of it, they might very well end up spending the night there. Mom said the news is all over town, worse storm they've seen in nearly thirty years, and it's only expected to get worse!"

As thought to confirm all that, it wasn't more than a half hour later when it really started coming down again, even worse than it had the day before. If it continued, we'd easily get another four or five feet to the five feet on the ground we already had. The fact that the lights had already flickered on and off once, was an additional warning that we needed to make preparations in the event they went off for good just the way they had last night. Though we had plenty of dry wood outside, I had no desire to get up in the middle of the night and traipse outside to get it. I soon began hauling in more than enough wood to see us through the night, replenishing what we had already used, plus quite a bit more. As I did that, Mandy and Collette went about fixing sandwiches for dinner in the event we lost all power to cook with. If anything, they'd be available for lunch, or even dinner tomorrow if dad didn't have the generator up and operating by then.

This time we'd ran around placing candles where they might be needed ahead of time, in addition to placing fresh batteries in the two flashlights we had. Once we'd pretty much gotten things squared away, it was time to sit down, relax, and hopefully, or at least I hoped...pick up where we'd all sort of left off earlier.

By four o'clock, it was already starting to get dark, and we fervently hoped mom and dad would decide to spend the night rather than try and make it back. Outside the storm raged on, getting worse and worse with the wind howling picking up in intensity. And of course, sure enough...the lights went out.

I had just gotten an even warmer fire going when I turned around just in time to see Collette walk into the living room where we were, carrying three wine glasses and a bottle of wine with her when she did. She was entirely naked when she did so.

"Aren't you cold?" I asked looking up at her, but suddenly finding myself a couple of degrees warmer just by looking at her.

She glanced down at her rock hard nipples. "No...not really," she smiled. "Though I still am horny!" she added.

"Obviously!" I commented, though so too was I.

Just then, Mandy came walking down the stairs holding the other flash light in front of her in order to see by. She too was naked, though I noticed as she approached she was holding something in her hand, though I hadn't as yet made out what it was.

"Did I not get the memo?" I asked trying to make a joke at my sister's double nudity. Obviously, the exact same, or nearly identical conditions from the previous night had gotten them both aroused when thinking about it. Though it wasn't as though either one of them would need to convince me, they'd obviously been discussing it previous to this, and had planned accordingly.

"Guess what I found?" Mandy giggled, waving whatever the hell it was she held in her hand back and forth like a dog shaking a stick.

"Where the hell did you get that from?" Collette said laughing as she realized what it was even before I did.

"Mom and dad's secret naughty stash," she said almost whispering as though someone might hear her.

"That's wicked," Collette said walking up to my sister, grabbing her boob as she did so. "Let me see it. I can't believe mom actually has one of these...and why?" she wondered aloud. "I mean, aren't they generally meant to be used by two people?" she openly wondered. Only then did I realize what it was she was actually holding on to.

"Holy crap! No way! You don't suppose?" I found myself asking.

"Who knows? Maybe she does have a female friend, who are we to know anyway? But even if she doesn't, it's entirely possible she just enjoys using it all by herself, or...maybe."

"EEEEUW," Mandy said once again. "Don't even go there," she told her sister. "That's not something I'm sure I want to think about. I mean...seeing mom give daddy a blow-job, or even catching them fucking once like I had a few years ago is one thing...but not sure I'd care to find them locked together bum to bum if you know what I mean. I'd rather entertain the fact that maybe mom has a girlfriend she likes to play with from time to time, and let it go at that."

"Doesn't that bother you that she might?" I actually asked.

"No, why should it?" she shot back. "I mean its ok for you to think about Collette and mom watching one another in the bathroom, or even better...the three of us doing what we've recently done? But it's not ok for mom to have a friend to play with? Especially if daddy knows about it?" she asked.

I had to think about that. She was right. "No...I guess not," I said a bit sheepishly. "And you're right, who are we to judge...especially after last night," I finally admitted.

"Anyway," she said once again taking back the toy from her sister, waggling it provocatively, obscenely. "I thought it might be fun to try this tonight, always wanted to see what it was like, and so thought we could, provided Collette wants to," she stated. By the look in my older sister's eyes, she could hardly wait to get started.

Having gotten a really nice warm fire going, I now stripped out of my own clothing, especially as hot and as aroused as I now was. No longer embarrassed to display my erect manhood, I was almost proud of it as I tried waving it about enticingly so.

"Sorry sweetie, that will have to wait," Collette informed me. "As nice and hard as it might be, I'm with Mandy on this one...I'd really like to try this out, you know...fucking my own sister for the very first time really, if you think about it, and she me."

Ok, even I had to admit that was worth waiting for, and simply sat down, taking dad's chair, along with my freshly poured glass of wine. If nothing else, the atmosphere, the lighting, the somewhat sensual seductive wail of the wind outside, gave the whole room a really erotic feel to it as my beautifully naked sisters climbed onto the bed, and proceeded to lube one another up, doing one another, rather than themselves as they did so. Even that was horny as hell in watching. By the time they had, I was sitting there playfully teasing my cock, pinching the head, squeezing it, and milking out a nice droplet or three to use on myself, further enhancing my own masturbatory sensations.

Meanwhile, on the bed, they'd managed to couple themselves together on the double-dildo, now facing away from one another, ass to ass, each one gobbling up at least half of the enormous looking twin cock as they slowly began to rock back and forth fucking one another with it. But as hot as that looked all by itself, it was the free-swinging, sometimes gyrating rotation of their respective tits that was turning me on. As large as my sisters both were, just glancing over, seeing their beautiful breasts hanging down the way they were, swaying to and fro, colliding into one another as they very often did, had me wanting to erupt and spray juice all over them both, and we'd hardly even got started yet!

"Damn this feels good!" Collette cried out moments later. "No wonder mom got this!" She added

"Yeah, makes me wonder if she does have a friend on the side she can use this with, or if she even has?" Mandy asked, still humping herself against her sister, the slap of their respective asses as they came together getting louder and louder now, not to mention the way their tits began bouncing about even wilder than they had been.

"Oh my god! I think I'm gonna...gonna..."

"What? You going to cum already?" Mandy asked her sister, looking back over her shoulder towards her, though she hadn't slowed even one iota as she did that.

"Well yes that too, but I mean...I'm gonna squirt this time I think," she said, her face suddenly screwing up into a grimace.

"You're gonna what?" I said from my chair sitting up. "Had I heard her right? I mean, I'd heard the term, saw a few pic's of what I thought then to be faked photos of women appearing to be squirting these enormous fountains of water from out of their cunts, but I'd never considered it as being a real possibility, until now.

"I wanna see!" Mandy exclaimed still looking back.

"Well then...don't stop moving!" Collette all but demanded. "Because this one feels like I might!" she now added, which for me raised a whole bunch of questions I'd want to be asking later, though now was certainly not the time to be doing that.

"Oh yeah! Yeah! I am...it is! It is!" Collette all but screamed as whatever the differing sensation was she was now feeling, alerted her to the fact she was about to produce a pussy squirt. So much for myths! At least back then anyway.

As interesting as this was for me too, I stood up and walked over to the bed, wildly fisting my cock now as I did. As horny as I'd been all day, there was no doubt in my mind I would soon be shooting off a fairly sizeable load. I wasn't too worried about that either, I also knew, as horny as I was, and would be...it wouldn't be long before I was hard again, and more than capable of doing whatever else the girls decided they wanted me to do.

All at once, Collette cried out, the intensity of her orgasm overwhelming. As she came, and as she squirted, this sudden onrush of almost clear liquid seemed to explode from her cunt in a gush that even I could hear as I stood there. As for Mandy, she felt it, besides seeing it, still looking back at her sister as her pussy erupted.

"Fucking A!" She cried out, feeling it, sensing it, which seconds later triggered her own explosive, but not quite squirty little climax. In addition to the erotic slap of flesh against flesh, which I'd sat there listening to, I now heard the addition of more juice, more wetness than I think I'd ever heard before. The squishy, slippery, truly obscene sounding fluids as the girls continued fucking back against one another was simply too much for me to take. I felt what I knew was going to be one of the most intense orgasms of my entire life begin to race up the length of my shaft as I pointed it directly at my still fucking sisters.

And it would have been too, had the door not opened when it did.​