Misc. Erotica Summer of Sisters 3

My summer wasn’t monopolized by Aniston, even if I’d wanted it to be. She was busy with sorority functions and her growing status as a sports commentator. The Insta profile she set up has blown up since football season started, and she’s been invited on several high-profile podcasts.

If that had been all, I would have said our family had an exciting summer, but that was just the start of it. Bonnie’s show went great, and she got enough confidence from it to drive down to Hollywood with one of theater friends. The girl didn’t have any luck, but Bonnie scored a part on a W.B. teen drama. The pilot didn’t get picked up, crushing Bonnie, but she got the approval she craved from people in the industry, along with an agent and connections, and I knew if she kept at it, she’d make a career of it.

She commiserated with mom, Aniston and me when we went to Hawaii for a week before school started back up. That was a wild week, where the cocktails flowed and the four of us got into some ‘sticky’ situations. I won’t relay them here, but suffice to say when mom and Bonnie have enough cocktails in them, Aniston can get them to do anything.

Mom and I kept up our affair, at Aniston insistence, and I had one of the greatest nights of my life in the early weeks of summer. It was a warm Saturday evening and Aniston was a sorority function for incoming freshmen and wasn’t around. Leaving me free for the night to join mom's new book club.

Nancy, Katrina and mom drank spritzers while describing the book to me. The women seemed keen that I understand every detail of how a young man, and three older women in their sexual primes, had a summer of torrid affairs that brought them all closer. Their hints were obvious, and Nancy couldn’t seem to keep her hands off me, so it wasn’t a surprise when my boss slipped my dick free of my pants and sucked it in front of her friends.

That night Katrina surprised me. Not only was the MILF eager for anything I asked of her, but she also seemed to get off on seeing me and my stepmom together. I took charge of the older women, guiding them into every position I could think of, even making them play with one another. One of the highlights was when I took Katrina from behind, her pert ass shaking with every thrust as I watched my stepmom and Nancy getting one another off with their hands.

Mom and Nancy were content with once, or perhaps twice, a week, but Katrina was ravenous. The MILF would text me almost every morning and ask if I had someone to suck off my morning wood. If not, she’d drive over and crawl into my bed. The first couple times I made use of her, mom was annoyed her friend had come over and not bothered saying hello, but then got used to it. It was Aniston who took the most delight from it, besides me, of course.

When Aniston was sleeping over with me, and Katrina would send a morning text, she’d respond to it. I’d wake up with a fiery mouth on my dick, and Aniston’s bright eyes watching the older woman work, before she’d insist Katrina take care of Aniston. Katrina would always oblige, eagerly, and would often be rewarded by my renewed stiffness invading her soft pussy. The sight of my mom’s wealthy friend licking away at my gorgeous sister never failed to get me hard.

My sister’s games didn’t stop there. She started coming by my work after that first wild weekend and driving Fiona jealous by flirting outrageously with me. Fiona was furious with Aniston, and it only made her try harder to win me over, but my sister had been adamant. After the third time, I reprimanded Aniston in front of Fiona, surprising my pupil.

Aniston lingered after that day and dragged me into her car’s backseat when the parking lot was almost empty. I didn’t know, but she’d arranged for Fiona to witness her riding my massive cock, and with a wicked grin she crooked her finger and called Fiona into the backseat. What followed was one of the strangest sessions I’ve ever had.

Aniston and Fiona were rivals in the sorority house, and it was plain to anyone who spent five minutes around them that their personalities were like oil and water. But in that sweaty, tightly confined backseat, they settled into a powerful dynamic.

I’d like to say summer was all fun and games, but I worked more than my fair share. Not only tutoring, but helping with web design for a few local companies. I loved tutoring the most and seeing the kids I helped excel was the most rewarding experience of my young life.

School started and I’m excited about the semester. Aniston is living in town and wanted me to live with her. She even got a king-size bed and a new gaming PC to entice me over, but I wanted to make friends and have at least a semester of the full college experience, so I’m living in the dorms.

On the weekends Laura and Victoria visit, and Bonnie plans to pop in whenever she isn’t auditioning or filming to ‘explore the boundaries of embarrassment and sensuality’, as she put it. I don’t know what that means exactly, but I know what Aniston and I have planned for the young actress, and it will definitely test the boundaries of her embarrassment.

Every other weekend, mom insists I visit, so she can pamper me like a prince, and hear all about Stanford. She’ll insist we spend the afternoon together alone, catching up and reconnecting, but in the evenings, she’ll invite Nancy and Katrina over. We’ll chat, eat, drink and inevitably fall into mom's bed or the hot tub to more fully appreciate one another’s company.

Life isn’t without its challenges, but I’ve grown beyond my old limitations and handle each problem with confidence. With Aniston by my side, the world, and every gorgeous creature we want, will be ours.
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