Chapter 33 – Homecoming Weekend

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Melissa's eyes fluttered open in confusion. Everything was dark, but she could feel a weight on top of her and something pressing against the opening of her cunt. "Wha-?" she gasped. "What- what's happening?"

"It's just me, love," she heard John's voice whisper directly in front of her own.

"Oh. Oh! Where are we? What time is it? Are you trying to fuck me?" she asked, still bewildered.

"We're all together here in my bed," he answered, his tenor indicating his realization that simply trying to top the sleeping girl without warning might not have been the wisest course of action. "I'm really sorry, Melissa. I just woke up needing to piss, and since you said you'd, well, be our toilet for the night and since my cock was already hard, I just thought..." he trailed off apologetically.

"Oh, shit. Yeah, of course. I get it," she murmured, the cobwebs starting to dissipate. "Yeah, that's great," she responded, parting her legs as far as they would go until they encountered another nude, sleeping body. "Do it," she encouraged, guiding the bulbous head of John's immense prick into her vaginal opening. "Next time wake me up first," she advised dryly. "I like to be awake when I fuck." She groaned softly as the head of John's prick pushed into her, though without nearly the resistance and pain it once would have caused. "Ohhhh, yes! That's nice," she sighed as she felt his prick plunge all the way to the back of her cunt. "Okay, fill me up, my love," she urged.

At that moment she felt body stir on the other side of her. Stephanie whispered, "Hey, what's going on? Are we fucking again?" She sounded hopeful.

"If you like," her father answered softly. "Right now, I just had to piss, so I'm doing it inside Melissa's pussy."

"Ohhh!" Stephanie murmured, "That sounds very nice. Uh, Mel, I have to pee, too. Where would you like it?"

"In my mouth, of course," Melissa giggled, trying to avoid waking the boys who were still snoring softly on the other side of the bed. As Stephanie wriggled her body atop Melissa in front of her father, who had already begun to empty his bladder into the prone redhead, Melissa opened her mouth as wide as she could and revised her instructions. "Actually, Steph, anywhere close to my mouth is fine. Spray my whole face and head down – I want to be covered in you."

"Oooh, you are a sexy little slut, aren't you?" Stephanie breathed, sounding aroused.

"You do tend to bring that out in me," Melissa chuckled softly and then couldn't say anything further because a vigorous stream of pungent, warm fluid was squirting out of Stephanie's pussy to land, as requested, all over Melissa's face, head, hair, and into her open mouth. Melissa greedily lapped up every drop that reached her mouth and, as the stream diminished to a small dribble, pulled Stephanie's cunt firmly down to her lips and suckled her pee hole, pulling in the remaining drops. And then, since Stephanie now seemed wide awake and John seemed to be enjoying the chance to fuck Melissa's cunt now that he was done pissing, the redhead began to sensuously lap her girlfriend's pussy and plunge her tongue up into her oozing cunt hole.

"Ohhhhh!" Stephanie groaned, "Why can't I ever resist you?" she complained. She didn't sound like she seriously objected.

"Probably for the same reason I can't," her father grunted as he continued to plunge his massive, stiff cock into Melissa's cunt. "And for the same reason I can never resist you," he added gallantly. "You're both incredibly beautiful, incredibly sexy, and there's just something magical about you."

"Why aren't you sweet, Daddy?" Stephanie replied sweetly, though her breathing was starting to quicken as Melissa's tonge plunged over and over into her dank, oozing pussy. "And just think! Tomorrow – uh, correction, later today," she amended as she looked at the bedside clock that read three forty-five, "You're going to have another beautiful, sexy, magical woman to deal with."

"Ohhh, God!" John groaned. "Assuming I live through tonight with you two nymphs tormenting me!"

"Right, Daddy, you really sound tormented," his daughter snorted. "But I really am glad you and Margaret seem to be getting together," she added, sounding serious despite her panting. "In case I never told you."

"I'm really glad to know that, my dearest love," her father nodded in the gloom. "That means everything to me. I know it's selfish of me, but I want you all."

"Good thing that's what we all want, too, then," Stephanie agreed, moaning softly.

For some reason, while Brad and Keith had continued snoring through all the previous conversation, Stephanie's last remark roused them. "What's going on?" Brad asked sleepily. "Is it already time to get up?"

"Not at all, son," his father assured him. "We just, well, it started out as just needing to take a piss, but you know how it is when your luscious girlfriend is in the middle of it. It turned into-"

"A middle-of-the-night snack," his sister giggled, finishing her father's sentence.

"Oh. Oh!" he responded. "Well, um, I kind of need to pee, too," Brad said in a hopeful tone.

"Go ahead, then," Stephanie encouraged. I'm sure Melissa won't mind."

"Hm-mm" Melissa confirmed despite her mouthful of twelve-year-old cunt.

"Here, I've got an idea," Stephanie suggested, "Hang on a minute and let me get turned around." She hoisted her body up and revolved it so that she was facing the same direction as her father, her clit pushed firmly into Melissa's mouth and the opening to her vagina upturned and glistening invitingly under her brother's gaze. "Okay, Bro. Put your cock in my pussy and piss to your heart's content. And if you decide afterwards that you want to keep fucking me, well, that'll just have to be my burden to bear, won't it?" she added mischievously.

"Oh, wow. Yeah! Heck yeah!" her brother responded with alacrity. Since Stephanie's pussy was already sopping wet and dripping from her own juices and Melissa's saliva, Brad's stiff cock entered his sister easily. Both brother and sister sighed deeply with pleasure as Brad's cock impaled Stephanie.

"Go ahead and piss, Bro," Stephanie encouraged. "Melissa will love it if you spill," she giggled.

Keith finally spoke up for the first time. "Uh, John?" he asked hesitantly, "There doesn't seem to be anywhere for me to piss into except your ass. Would you mind?"

"Normally, not in the slightest," John answered, puffing noticeably as he kept ploughing Melissa's furrow, "But since it's been a long time since we did our enemas, that's not a great idea now. It would be the equivalent of administering another enema, only without a toilet or shower nearby afterwards."

"Ooog!" Keith replied with a note of disgust in his voice. "Yeah, I get the picture."

"Come here, Keith," Stephanie called out to him. "You can piss in my mouth."

"Really?" Keith asked in a tone of surprised delight. "You've never wanted to do that before."

"Yeah, well," she answered almost bashfully, "Remember how Brad said he didn't have a problem with getting it in his mouth if it was Melissa's? Well, that's kind of how I feel about you," she confessed.

"Wow. Holy shit! That's-" he trailed off, clearly deeply moved.

"That's what you should do right now, is what you meant to say," Stephanie advised him pointedly.

To his credit, Keith wasted no time in positioning himself kneeling above Melissa's head and proferring his rigid prick to his girlfriend, who unhesitatingly took it into her mouth and nodded, "Hm-hay," indicating she was ready.

Melissa watched from below, straining to see this kinky scene unfolding above her in the darkened room. She was glad that this time, at least, there weren't any body parts blocking her view, and she watched in prurient fascination as she saw Stephanie's throat move repeatedly and realized her girlfriend was drinking her brother's piss without compunction. The coming week was going to be interesting indeed, she thought to herself, if everyone in the Randall home was totally at ease with piss drinking. That thought made her cunt tingle and she felt the first stirrings of an approaching climax begin deep within her.

Her increased arousal, as well as the desire to ensure Stephanie retained her enthusiasm for piss prompted Melissa to increase her oral attentions on her girlfriend's clit, which she proceeded to lash back and forth with her tonge. Stephanie moaned gratefully and she continued to suck Keith's cock vigorously even after his bladder was long empty.

Now that everyone had dispensed with the pretext of urination and had settled into another five-way orgy, Melissa relaxed and threw herself into the experience. She was acutely conscious of the relentless pounding her cunt was taking from John's humongous manhood, and that incipient climax kept continuing to well up from within her. She also realized that the underside of Brad's prick as it plunged in and out of his sister's very willing pussy was within reach of her tongue, too, so she began to bestow periodic little licks on it between more energetic bouts with Stephanie's completely stiff clit.

Melissa could tell from Stephanie's frantic moans and grunts that she was nearing a climax, so she sped up her oral assault on her lover's clitoris, buzzing the hard knob back and forth with her tongue as fast as she could. She could feel Brad's incestuous thrusting increase in tempo as well in response to his sister's urgent desire.

Melissa's own slowly-building orgasm finally began to surface and she barely had time to seize Stephanie's hips and cling to her desperately before the full force of it smashed into her pubescent brain and pushed any thoughts but the fierce, erotic jolts coursing up and down her body firmly into the background. Her body writhed and shook, her legs shuddering and quivering uncontrollably as she lay helpless in the grip of the ecstatic onslaught.

Just as her climax began to recede, she felt Stephanie's clit begin to throb rhythmically in her mouth and knew her girlfriend was coming as well, which triggered yet another orgasm on top of the old one that was still fading. At the same time, she could sense Brad's prick twitch and shudder and felt warm goo overflowing out of Stephanie's cunt and covering her neck as he ejaculated. And then she felt John's prick begin to jerk and realized that he was filling her cunt with his semen to rest alongside the piss he had already poured into her, which sparked still a third climax. Melissa knew she was likely to slip into unconsciousness but accepted it. Her final waking thought was that she hoped they'd wake her up first before they started fucking her again. She loved fucking them all so much and didn't want to miss a minute of it.

 

When Melissa next opened her eyes, daylight was streaming into John's bedroom through the translucent blinds. As she blinked and attempted to drive the sleep from her brain, she realized that her limbs were thoroughly entangled with Stephanie's. She also felt someone passionately kissing her neck, shoulders, and ears and turned to see Brad's eyes staring into hers adoringly. "Well, good morning, my love," she croaked. "That's a nice way to wake up. What time is it?"

"Not time to get up yet, so who cares?" Brad murmured softly.

Melissa now became aware of her boyfriend's very stiff prick pushing determinedly into the crack of her ass from behind. "Oh, wow, you really are ready, aren't you?" she giggled softly, trying not to wake the others.

"Yeah, I've got a serious case of a morning hard-on and have to pee something fierce," the eighth-grade boy confirmed with a low chuckle. "You want me to pee in your pussy?"

"Oh, God, yes!" Melissa agreed with lascivious enthusiasm. "And then keep fucking me, please," she begged. She pulled her upper leg further and reached down to tug her butt cheek aside to give Brad easy access to her cunt hole from behind. "Hoohhhhh!" she sighed deeply with erotic satisfaction as she felt Brad penetrate her. "I swear, I'm getting to the point where it feels downright weird not to have a cock inside me," she groaned. "Ooooh! I can feel you pissing in me, love," she whispered gratefully. "I love the way that feels so much!"

"Well, I think it's really neat, too," Brad confirmed, "Plus I really needed to pee. This feels great!"

Beside them, Stephanie stirred and opened her eyes. "Ohhh!" she groaned, stretching before glancing at her brother and Melissa. "And I see that it's time to fuck again!" she added brightly. "Mel, I have to piss pretty bad. You want it in your mouth or somewhere else special?"

"All over me, Steph," Melissa requested, starting to pant in response to Brad's now steadily plunging cock in and out of her pussy. "I'm ready for my morning shower," she giggled.

"Your wish is my command, mistress," Stephanie grinned and gently untangled her limbs from Melissa's before standing up and straddling both Melissa's and Brad's gently rocking bodies with her legs.

Her movement finally woke the remaining two occupants of the bed. "Well, I see that the morning festivities have already started," John remarked pleasantly. "What's the plan here?" he asked his daughter.

"Good morning, Dad. Good morning, Keith!" she greeted both males brightly. Keith sleepily grunted a somewhat coherent response. "First, we just got started, so you haven't missed anything," Stephanie explained as she released a strong, yellow stream of urine to splash all over Melissa's head and body. "What we're doing first is giving this beautiful redhead her morning piss shower. Brad's already fucking her, so when you two are done hosing Melissa down, I would love for you both to fuck me. Only not in the same hole," she added quickly. "I'm definitely not ready for that yet, unlike Melissa."

Her father laughed gently in understanding and hoisted himself up to stand in front of Stephanie facing her above the two unashamedly fornicating young people below. Stephanie, whose pussy was still dribbling pee, put her arms around her father's neck. She whispered, "Good morning, my lover," before pulling his lips down to hers and kissing him long and fervently. She also took his partially erect prick in her hand and directed it downward pointing at Melissa's and Brad's bodies.

John took his cue and began to pee with an audible groan of relief as his daughter, giggling, sprayed Melissa up and down, and not being particularly careful to avoid her brother, either. Brad, for his part, seemed utterly absorbed in ploughing his dick into Melissa and evinced no reaction.

Melissa, on the other hand, laughed delightedly, panting, "Hohh! That's so great! If there's anything better than being fucked and pissed on at the same time, I don't know what it is! Keith, my love, where are you? Are you joining the party, too?" she asked breathlessly.

"Right here, Sis," Keith confirmed as he, too, stepped to straddle his sister's and Brad's body. Melissa gave a knowing snort as she saw her brother mischievously push his cock deeply down the crack of John's ass before his stream of pee joined what remained of the older man's, only Keith's was cascading down off John's balls and cock.

"Fuck! That looks hot!" Melissa moaned, turning her head to get the best possible view of the two male's urinating cocks. Then she gasped aloud as she felt one of Brad's hands reach over her ample body to squeeze a soft, large breast while the other arm snaked under her body to emerge in position to thrust a pair of fingers into her sopping wet cunt slit. "Haaghhh!" she moaned ecstatically. "You touch me so beautifully, lover."

"You've got the most incredible body to touch," Brad murmured sincerely. "I love every inch of you!"

"And every pound, too?" she asked self-consciously.

"Absolutely!" Brad declared. "You've got such, well, luscious curves. It's the perfect shape for you."

"Ohhh, my baby, you say the sweetest things," Melissa groaned as she put her arms over her boyfriends and hugged them in close to her. She began to push her butt back into Brad, meeting each inward thrust with shameless eagerness.

By this time, the bladders of all the nude people standing above Melissa were completely drained and Stephanie had impatiently pulled her father and Keith down onto the bed beside Melissa, directing her father to lie on his back so she could start working his immense prick into her cunt hole and asking Keith to retrieve the sex lube and get her asshole ready.

Melissa watched, enthralled, as Stephanie arranged her lovers with such an assured, experienced air. She thought back to the time (was it really only two weeks ago?) when Stephanie had been so worried about whether her father's huge cock would even fit inside her let alone whether she could persuade him to try. She shook her head in amazement at how quickly all their lives had changed – and how she herself couldn't seem to want to do anything but fuck all the time now. And when she wasn't fucking, she was thinking about it and making plans for it. She realized she was still making plans for more sex even while a very nice cock was thrusting in and out of her welcoming pussy as she speculated about how things would be later with her mother. That thought made her already high arousal shoot up still further, and she pulled Brad's hand more tightly into her drenched cunt, encouraging him to pay more attention to her yearning clit, gasping loudly with erotic bliss when he did so.

With her father's large prick now tightly squeezed into Stephanie's distended cunt hole and beginning to thrust steadily in and out, the slim seventh-grade girl lustfully invited Keith to impale her anus from behind. Keith was wearing a grin from ear to ear as he moved up behind Stephanie, who helpfully reached back and pulled her ass cheeks widely apart. With a slight frown of concentration as he placed the tip of his rock-hard penis firmly against his girlfriend's anal sphincter, Keith pushed firmly inward, pausing once when Stephanie asked for a minute to get accustomed to the intrusion. Finally, after a breathless nod from the slender, black-haired girl, Keith resumed his depraved assault on her anus, groaning with pleasure as he finally buried himself completely in Stephanie's rectum, his balls resting comfortably against the girl's taut, smooth butt cheeks.

Melissa was beside herself with lust, and she turned her head to pant at Brad, "Are you- hoh! Watching this? Hunggghhh! Oh, God! That's so fucking hot!"

"I sure am!" Brad grunted in response. "They look so good together."

"They do! Hoh! Oh, God!" Melissa puffed. Brad's relentless twigging of her clit and brutal pinching of her erect nipples was really getting to her. "They're just perfect! Hunnngghhh! We all are! Like we were- unnnggghhh! Made for each other!"

"You're right," her boyfriend murmured in her ear, kissing it tenderly before adding, "We all are made for each other. And we're going to be together for the rest of our lives. You'll make sure of that – I know you will!" he hissed with fierce conviction. The upwelling of emotion Melissa heard in her lover's voice seemed to translate into even more urgent desire, for he began to fuck her hard now, slamming into her vagina and squashing her ass cheeks with each vigorous thrust. He began to rapidly buzz the tip of her highly sensitive clit and bear down hard on the nipple he had been savaging.

"Haaaagghhhh!" Melissa screamed hoarsely. "Oh, God! Oh, fuck! You know you're gonna'- unnnghhh! Make me come! Make me come like that! You- oh, fuck! You love to- unnnggghhh! Make me come- hoh! Hoh! Hoh! Don't you?!!"

"I do! I do!" Brad grunted, panting heavily as well from his exertions and sexual excitement. "It's- hunngghh! It's the best thing in the world!" he vowed.

Melissa saw that all three pairs of eyes from the ménage à trois before her were locked onto hers, their eyes all glittering with undisguised lust. She stared back at them helplessly, her own eyes wild and her face flushed and perspiring as the climax that Brad was skillfully eliciting bubbled up within her loins and finally erupted, making the plump redhead shriek incoherently as her body convulsed and writhed with each new, gut-wrenching spasm that tore through her from head to toe. Her toes curled reflexively and and her thighs quivered uncontrollably as the orgasm wracked her twelve-year-old frame. She continued to scream hoarsely as Brad continued his incessant attack on her rhythmically throbbing clit.

She was trying desperately to remain conscious because she didn't want to miss the climax of her other lovers' three-way, so it was with great relief that she felt Brad's cock begin to jerk as he shot jet after jet of his sweet semen deeply inside her since it also had the effect of distracting him from her throbbing clit. Her orgasmic waves began to recede and allowed her to revel in the sensation of a cock pumping her full of jism.

Finally, when both Melissa's and Brad's bodies were completely spent, they relaxed together, luxuriating in their post-coital lassitude while they watched Stephanie and her two lovers continue to fuck her cunt and ass. John murmured breathlessly, "Damn, Melissa! I never get tired of watching you come!"

"Me- hoh! Me, either!" his daughter puffed, shooting an appreciative and loving glance at Melissa. "It's like- hunnngghhh! Like all of you comes! Hoh! Oh, God! Not just your pussy! Hunnngghhh! It's incredible- ooooohhh! Incredible to watch! Oh, God! Oh, fuck! And just- unnngghh! Just watching you- hoh! Watching you really- aaaaggghh! Really got me going! You're- hoh! You're the sexiest thing- hunngghh! In the world!" Stephanie gasped.

"Thanks, Steph," Melissa smiled gratefully at her girlfriend's compliments, "But you come exactly the same way, my love!" she laughed before sobering as she realized she had been on the point of blurting out that so did her mother. Time enough for both Stephanie and her father to discover that on their own.

"Huh! You- unnggghh!" Stephanie groaned between heavier and more frequent gasps, "You make- ohhh! Make me that way! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, fuck! Do it, guys! I'm ready! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Oh, God, yessss!" she cried as Keith and John increased the tempo of their depraved rutting, alternating their plunging strokes against each other in the way they had learned drove the sexually precocious twelve-year-old mad with desire.

"Haaggghh! Haaghhh! Haggghhh!" Stephanie shrieked as her lovers' thrusting, plunging cocks drove her sexual tension higher and higher. Melissa and Brad watched in blatant fascination, Melissa hugging Brad's arms tightly to her where they were wrapped around her lanquid body. "Oh, God! Oh, fuck! Oh, God! Oh, fuck!" Stephanie could only repeat as the relentlessly pounding cocks in her cunt and bowels pushed her nearly to the breaking point. Then, with an ear-splitting scream, Stephanie's entire body gave one mightly convulsion followed by one heaving, shuddering bout of orgasmic jolts after another, her face locked in a taut rictus with her teeth clenched and her eyes tightly squeezed shut while her back writhed and jerked in response to every new spasm shooting up and down her slim frame. Her fingers unconsciously gripped and released the piss-soaked sheets beside her and her breath came in sharp, barking gasps as she thrashed, helpless, in the throes of her mind-blowing climax.

The sheer, intense eroticism of the seventh-grade girl's orgasm was too much for either Keith or John to withstand any longer, and Melissa watched, enthralled, as both males grunted repeatedly, their bodies jerking and shuddering as their straining cocks pumped copious amounts of thick, creamy jism into Stephanie's impaled bowels and vagina.

"That's- that's just so beautiful," Melissa heard Brad whisper in her ear in an awe-struck tone.

"It really is, isn't it?" Melissa could only agree, feeling herself privileged to witness such an intensely moving display of simultaneously profound love and mind-searing sexuality. "I feel kind of limp all over just from watching them," she confessed.

"I know what you mean," her boyfriend whispered before calling out, "That was totally awesome, you guys! Mel and I are both completely blown away."

Stephanie turned her head and flashed her brother and Melissa a weary but very satisfied smile. "I'm glad you guys liked it. I sure did!" she panted, still trying to catch her breath.

"Yeah, we could actually tell that," Melissa grinned indulgently. "I know we all probably need to get in the shower," she said, "Not to mention washing the sheets. It really does smell like stale piss in here now. Sorry about that, John," she grimaced, keenly aware that it was her own kinky proclivities for golden showers that were primarily responsible for the current state of the bedding.

John grinned good-naturedly, "Oh, don't worry about it, Melissa. We all decided beforehand we were going to piss in the bed – or each other," he added with a bit of a leer, "And the sheets wash, as you know. But yes, a bit of air freshener sprayed around once the bedding is changed wouldn't go amiss. But before that," and he glanced over at the clock, "We've still got a little more time before we really have to be up and moving, and I do believe there are a couple of staggeringly beautiful women here who are filled up with come. I was hoping they'd allow us guys to suck it all out of them and get them nicely cleaned up."

"Oh, Daddy, you're such a slut," Stephanie giggled, "And I mean that in the best possible way. Of course you guys can lick our pussies and my ass, right Mell?"

"Silly girl, you know I'm never, ever going to say no to that!" Melissa laughed. "Who wants my pussy?" she asked, batting her eyes seductively.

There was a moment's hesitation before John spoke up shyly, "I would like to do you the honors, Melissa, if you don't mind."

"Of course I don't, John," Melissa grinned despite the way her heart was thudding in her chest in response to the intense look he was giving her. Apparently all the profoundly intimate connection they'd shared the night before was persisting.

Stephanie shot her father a calculating look but chose to say nothing. Instead, she asked sweetly, "Okay, Keith and Brad, who wants my ass and who wants my cunt?"

"Uh, I'd love to suck John's come out of your cunt, Stephanie," Keith immediately piped up.

"Well, okay then," Brad muttered. "Good think I like both your ass and Keith's come, isn't it?" although the aroused gleam in his eye revealed that he wasn't all that upset about the assignment.

The naked bodies on the bed shifted around, with Stephanie straddling Keith's face and leaning forward to expose her still gaping anus to her brother's tongue while Melissa placed her knees on either side of John's bearded face and lowered her piss and come-filled cunt downwards, already starting to squeeze her vaginal muscles to expel the obscene contents into the older man's eagerly waiting mouth.

"Damn!" Stephanie murmured with libidinous pleasure, "Two tongues at once are almost as nice as two cocks. Almost!" she quickly stressed, causing the others to chuckle.

Melissa was equally enjoying the feel of John's thick, strong tonge as it plunged and explored her pussy hole. Noticing that his cock was still dripping a bit of leftover jism, she leaned far forward to take the head of his huge organ between her lips and suckle it. John gasped from within her crotch at the unexpected sensation.

Stephanie caught Melissa's brazen move out of the corner of her eye and repeated it on Keith's also oozing cock, making Melissa feel bad for Brad who was starting to inadvertently become an afterthought and she began to think about how she might make him feel special. Then it struck her – she could both provide Brad something special and allow Stephanie to be her father's special woman for a night if she were to convince her mother to let Brad come home with them tonight instead of remaining home. She knew her mother might be counting on having her children all to herself, but she'd also seemed keenly interested in taking Brad out for a test drive at the earliest opportunity, so she'd just have to stress that.

Nodding in satisfaction at having come up with a solution that should please everyone – assuming she could convince her mother – Melissa resumed her focus on the maddeningly sexy way John's tongue was plumbing the depths of her cunt. She gave another hard squeeze on the walls of her vagina to make sure he was getting all the contents there were. She must have succeeded because John suddenly began licking her much more ardently. This also had the effect of making her pussy start to tingle, letting her know she was going to be able to reach another orgasm soon.

Melissa stole another glance at Stephanie. "Hey, girlfriend," she panted, John's insistent tonguing of her cunt now having a definite affect on her arousal, "How you doing there?"

"Ohh, you know," Stephanie replied, attempting to sound nonchalant, but the effect was belied by the huskiness of her voice – and the soft moans of pleasure that kept escaping her lips. "Just another- ohhhh! Another ho-hum morning- hoh! Oh, God! Okay, okay," she confessed, "They're fucking driving me crazy! Oh, fuck! Looks like- hoh! Like Dad's starting to- ooohh! Get to you, too!" she puffed.

"He really is," Melissa freely admitted. "His tongue is- hoh! Just so thick and strong- oh, God! It's incredible! Oh, fuck!" she moaned as the man thrust his tongue deeply inside her vagina, probably in response to her admiring compliments. "God, Steph! He's fucking my cunt with it! Hoh! Oh, God! Oh, fuck! I can't believe what he's doing to me! Oh, fuck! Oh, holy fuck, Steph! You know- I know you do!"

"Oh, yeah, I do," Stephanie grunted, "And I have to- oooohh! Have to say these two- hoh! Are doing a number- huunnggghh! On me, too! Oh, fuck! Brad is totally- unnngghhh! Tongue-fucking my ass and- oooohh! Keith is- God! Keith is- oh, fuck! I can't even talk! Your brother is- hunnggghh! Sucking my clit- haaggghh! Like it's my cock! Oh, God! Oh, fuck! I- oooohh! I can't hold on- hoh! Hoh! Hoh! Much longer!"

"Hunnnggghh!" Melissa groaned, "Me either! Oh, fuck! Oh, holy shit! John! You keep that up- haaggghhh! And I'm gonna- hunnnggghh! I'm gonna' come in- oh, shit! Oh, holy fuck! In about three seconds!" she shrieked as John's virile tongue started lashing Melissa's still highly sensitive clit. She suspected the man had heard his daughter's confession of an imminent climax and was helpfully determined to push Melissa over the edge at the same time. But whatever the reason, she was helpless to withstand the relentless erotic stimulation Stephanie's father was inflicting on her already-throbbing clit. She felt the climax building from deep within her pussy, and keep on building, and keep on building. By the time it erupted, Melissa could only shriek and howl unintelligibly, her body convulsing spasmodically with each new jolt of ecstasy that slammed into her. She was vaguely aware that Stephanie was undergoing a gut-wrenching climax of her own, but she was far too lost in an orgasmic fog to pay her girlfriend any attention.

John continued his relentless tongue-lashing of Melissa's rhythmically pulsing clit and she understood that the man was deliberately trying to make her come so hard and so often that she would pass out again. A part of her knew deep down that she could make him stop if she wanted to, but something about their growing intimacy and deep connection made her unwilling to do so, choosing to utterly surrender to John and allow him to do whatever he wanted with her. Climax after successive climax launched from her ravaged cunt and she defenselessly shuddered and quivered in the throes of each. She felt her bladder void, pouring a gush of acrid piss down onto John's face but Melissa was far past caring. One, two more of the incessant climaxes rocked her and then everything suddenly went black.

 

Melissa blinked in confusion, turning her head in an attempt to grasp where she was and what had happened. She saw that she was lying on John's bed, her body soaked from both perspiration and the piss-drenched sheets. And she saw that she was alone in the room except for Stephanie, who was lying on her back, her mouth open, and snoring loudly. A wave of powerful love and affection washed over her as she watched her girlfriend in such a relaxed, vulnerable position. She understood now that the guys had deliberately driven both of them into unconsciousness and then let them sleep while they busied themselves elsewhere. She wondered idly if they had snuck off for a private fuck of their own, but concluded that, given the amount of times they had all ejaculated in a relatively short period of time, coming again was probably pretty far from their minds.

So instead, she snuggled up against Stephanie's body and, feeling her chilled skin, tenderly wrapped her arms around her first lover and waited for her to awaken. She only had to wait another five minutes or so when, with a loud snort, the black-haired girl startled herself into wakefulness.

"Huh! Sorry," Stephanie mumbled groggily.

"It's fine, my love. No one here but you and me, anyway," Melissa answered softly.

"Oh, really?" Stephanie asked, gradually coming fully awake. "Where is everyone?"

"Beats me," the redhead shrugged. "I just woke up myself about five minutes ago. It looks like the guys made sure we both came so hard we passed out again and then toddled off to do their little boy business," she answered dryly.

`Oh, I see," Stephanie nodded, heaving herself up to a sitting position before shooting Melissa a speculative look. "You think they're fucking?"

"Doubt it," Melissa answered and shared her previous thoughts on the subject.

"Yeah, you're probably right," Stephanie nodded. "So where does that leave us?" she wondered, looking around.

"Well," Melissa answered with a glance at the clock, "Since it's already nine forty-five, I'm guessing we don't have all that much time left to get showered, get breakfast, get dressed, and get you to your piano lesson. And I kind of think we'd better get all these pissy sheets off the bed, since the guys couldn't very well do it earlier while we were passed out on them."

Stephanie groaned but had to agree, and they got to their feet and began to strip the drenched and dripping sheets off the bed. "Shit," Stephanie murmured, "We really pissed a lot, didn't we?"

"Yep," Melissa replied with a pleased grin. "And I loved every minute of it! Speaking of which, I got to hand it to you, girlfriend. You really blew my mind when you actually volunteered to swallow all Keith's piss straight from his cock. What did you think?"

Stephanie gave a shy smile and admitted, "It was actually kind of nice. Not the taste," she quickly added. "I'm definitely not as used to that as you are. But it was just so-"

"Intimate?" Melissa suggested.

"Yeah!" Stephanie nodded. "It just made me feel really close to him, and happy that I could do that for him."

"I totally get it, my love," Melissa beamed. "So you think you might do it again?"

"I will," the slim girl nodded, "Maybe not every day. But sometimes. When I want to let him know how much I love him and how special he is."

"Aww," Melissa smiled, moved by her friend's admission. "That is so adorable! I love the way you've fallen in love with him. It just makes me feel all funny and happy inside," she confessed.

"Speaking of falling in love," Stephanie asked in a tone that made Melissa stop in her tracks, guessing she knew what was coming and dreading it, "What's up with you and my dad? It really looked like something happened last night, and it still looks that way this morning. And don't say `nothing'," she demanded.

"I wouldn't do that, Steph," Melissa replied seriously. "You're right. Something did happen. Only I still don't completely understand it, and it wasn't even any one thing that happened. But because I love you with all my heart, I'll try to explain what I think. And maybe you'll have some ideas, too."

Stephanie said nothing, but nodded, encouraging Melissa to continue.

Melissa set the pile of urine-drenched sheets and bedding back down on the bed, took a deep breath, and said, "Okay, first, I told you from the start what kind of effect your dad has on me. You know, the way his kisses seem to go right to the heart of me, the way I get all funny and wobbly inside whenever he touches me, and the way all my brains run right out my head when he looks at me that way he has and suddenly all I want to do is grab him and make him fuck me until I can't take any more? You know what I mean?" she pleaded.

"Oh, God, do I!" Stephanie breathed. "Believe me, he has the exact same effect on me, too."

"And he has that effect on my mom, too," Melissa warned. "He's just got that kind of magic. But that's not actually the point," she continued. "The point is, even though I felt that way about him, until last night, I don't think he really felt that way about me."

"Go on," Stephanie prompted, looking keenly interested if not altogether pleased.

"It's like – and I'm only guessing here – he thought I was pretty and definitely sexy. But I was just your cute, sexy friend that he got a real thrill out of sharing with you. And yeah, maybe he thought I was funny and a little silly. But I honestly don't think he'd ever really considered me as a lover before, not the way he thinks about you and Mom."

"Really?" Stephanie asked skeptically. "It sure seemed like he couldn't ever keep his hands off you whenever he got the chance."

"Oh, I'm not saying he didn't lust after my body," Melissa snorted. "That chemistry was right there big time, right from the start. But trust me, I never saw him look at me quite the same way he looks at you. And, if I'm being honest, not the same way he looks at Mom, either," she shrugged. "I was a nice little sex toy that he could wind up and let go and I'd do all these outrageous things that really turned him on. But until last night when we started talking seriously about his relationship with my mom, and about all our plans for the future, I don't think he ever took me completely seriously, like a grown-up lover. And now he does," she spread her palms and shrugged again. "Anyway, that's what it feels like to me. I've joined the big leagues in his mind, right up there with you and Mom."

Stephanie looked thoughtful. "You really think so?" she asked almost plaintively. "You don't think he prefers you over me?"

Her girlfriend's heartfelt plea shot a stab of poignant sympathy into Melissa's guts. She recognized that this was the crux of what was bothering Stephanie, so she answered quickly and firmly, "No! God, no! Steph, you were his first love since, well, since your mom died," she explained gently. "And you made him take you seriously. Even when all he thought he wanted was to keep you his little girl, you wouldn't let him. Right from the start, you demanded he start thinking of you as a woman, as his new, grown-up lover. And of course since you were already the `flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone' to him, you and he have an attachment that goes so deep, no one else will ever be able to take your place. And with Mom, well, that's still developing, right?" Stephanie nodded her understanding. "But Mom's already a grown-up woman, and she gets him in a way that we don't – at least, not yet. You know, someone who understands what it's like to have a job and be completely responsible for raising a family. So he needs someone like that in his life, too. So he understood what you were to him and why he needed you, and he understood what Mom is growing to be to him and why he needs her. But I was kind of a mystery, I think. He knew he was really attracted to me, but couldn't really figure out why, not until last night. Does that make sense?"

Stephanie nodded slowly. "Yeah, I actually think it does." She paused and gave her redheaded lover a direct look. "So what are you to him, then?" she asked point-blank.

"I'm his friend," Melissa said carefully, realizing that it was exactly true. "You? You're his heart and soul, the one right there at the core of who he is. And also one who, if he lost you the way he lost your mother, might completely destroy him," she added softly, not wanting to burden her girlfriend unduly, but needing her to understand just how much she meant to her father. "And Mom? Mom will be his partner, the one who can share all the responsibilities of making a life together and raising a family, the one he can completely trust to get something done if she says she will. But me? I'm his friend, the one he can talk to about anything, the one he knows won't judge him, but also the one who will always tell him the truth even if he doesn't want to hear it, and who doesn't have all the other ties and considerations you and Mom do with him. He doesn't really have any guy friends, does he? I've never heard him mention any."

"No, no he doesn't," Stephanie replied, looking startled as if she'd never considered that aspect of her father's life before. She looked back at Melissa. "Thank you," she said simply. "I knew something was going on, and I was so scared I was losing him. It- it's been hard enough worrying about losing him to your mom, and then when it looked like he was really, really falling in love with you, I- I just didn't know what to think, that's all." Her voice was choked with emotion and she sniffed a couple times before looking at Melissa with glistening eyes. "I'm really glad he has you for a friend," she smiled. "You're right – he doesn't have any and he needs one. I'm so glad you can do that for him."

"Me, too," Melissa said, reaching out to pull Stephanie in close for a loving embrace. Stephanie hugged her back fiercely.

"But you're still going to fuck him, right?" Stephanie asked mischievously when they had stepped back again.

"Oh, yes," Melissa nodded with gleaming eyes. "That part of our relationship has definitely not gone away. If anything, it's made it more intense, almost scary. But yes, I'm definitely going to be friends with benefits," she sniggered, drawing a small smile from Stephanie. "Plus," she added more seriously, "I'm going to be his wife. We all are."

"That's true," Stephanie pondered, "When you put it that way, it does all kind of make sense. If he's going to marry you, then he should damn well respect you like you're a grownup and not just – what did you say? A wind-up sex toy?" she teased. "Though I have to say, if I could make a sex toy as hot as you, I'd be a gazillionaire!" They both laughed, and the tension that had been hiding in the pit of Melissa's stomach since the previous evening about Stephanie's feelings simply melted away.

"There is one other idea I had," Melissa said as she picked up the reeking laundry once more. "I'm pretty sure that Mom has the idea that after dinner here tonight, she's going to escape with Keith and me and spend the rest of the night getting reacquainted, if you know what I mean."

"I've got a vague notion," Stephanie snorted.

"Yeah, well, I also noticed that Brad seems to have been kind of playing second fiddle through a lot of the stuff we've been doing. So what I'm hoping to convince my mom about is to let us take Brad home with us tonight. That way, you can have some special time with your dad, just you and him before he has to go away for a week."

"Oh, my love!" Stephanie cried, flinging her arms around Melissa's neck and kissing her passionately, heedless of the bundle of wet, smelly sheets between their bodies. "Would you? Could I?"

"I hope so, Steph," Melissa answered cautiously. "Right now it's just an idea. I can't imagine your dad would have a problem with it and Brad would be over the moon. He's been lusting after my mom basically since he first laid eyes on her. So it's really up to my mom. I just have to convince her that she'll have even more fun with two cocks instead of one," she added with a wicked smile.

"Oooh, that's right! She hasn't had the pleasure yet," Stephanie cried with a conspiriatorial grin. "Tell her I highly recommend it," she giggled.

"You know, I just might," Melissa answered seriously. "I think it actually could help. Well," she said decisively, "My arms are getting tired and we still need to shower all this piss and whatever else is covering us off. Plus dress and eat," she grimaced. "Back to the world of having to wear clothes again."

"I know, right?" Stephanie commiserated. "It seems so pointless now, doesn't it?"

"It really does," Melissa nodded gaily, "And they do so get in the way of a good fuck!"

"True," Stephanie giggled as the pair trundled down the stairs.

They found the three males seated around the breakfast table, still undressed but obviously clean and freshly showered. "There you are," John cried welcomingly. "Oh, good, thank you for thinking to bring the laundry down. Are you both okay?" he asked.

"Better than ever," Stephanie assured him, beaming.

"That's wonderful," her father replied, looking pleased. "Melissa, if you just want to dump those in front of the washing machine, I'll put them in. I imagine you guys would like to get showered and have some breakfast before we have to go to your piano lesson."

Both Stephanie and Melissa agreed and they immediately headed back upstairs once Melissa had deposited the soiled sheets as requested.

As they were waiting in the bathroom for the water to heat up, Melissa asked bashfully, "Would you like to shave my pussy?"

"I was hoping you'd ask," Stephanie answered with an adoring smile. "It would be my pleasure."

With that settled, they quickly completed their business in the shower, having both agreed that they really didn't have time for any sex, although Stephanie did teasingly lick Melissa's shaved cunt rather thoroughly, "just to check for any spots I missed."

Given the limited time they had, they agreed to dress first, though Melissa noted with interest that both of them neglected to put on any underwear and both wore loose-fitting tops and pants with elastic waistbands that would easily allow a hand to slip down inside should the opportunity present itself. They gave each other knowing smiles as they descended to get their breakfast.

They found only John remained, the boys having already excused themselves to dress. As John served them fruit, bacon and toast, he remarked with a droll expression that it seemed to have been one of the fastest showers they'd ever taken.

"Yeah, well," Melissa explained, "We knew we didn't have much time, so other than Steph shaving my cunt, we didn't do any, uh, hanky-panky. Isn't that what you called it on the phone with Mom last night?" she asked impishly.

"Yes, once again revealing my advanced age by using outdated slang," he sighed with a mock grimace. "Although, I actually think that was already outdated slang when I heard my father use it," he added as an afterthought. "Anyway, I'm pleased you were able to show some restraint when you needed to."

"Well, the other thing is – and I never thought I'd say this again – after last night and this morning, we're, well, kind of all fucked out," Melissa confessed and Stephanie nodded in rueful agreement. John found that highly amusing, though he did allow that it had been quite the night and morning.

"And of course, you need a great big load of come stored up to impress Margaret with, Daddy," Stephanie noted, her face all innocence.

John immediately turned bright red and started coughing. Stephanie sympathetically patted her father on the back, saying, "There, there, Daddy. It'll be fine. I'm sure Margaret will love whatever you manage to give her," which for some reason didn't seem to help her father's composure.

He was spared further teasing by the boys reentering the kitchen and the girls dutifully resumed their breakfast, though not before Melissa whispered, "You're really bad!" to Stephanie, who looked rather pleased with herself at being able to provoke a reaction by teasing her father.

As the girls were finishing breakfast, John said, "Melissa and Keith, unless you want to, there's no reason you guys have to come along when I take Brad and Stephanie to their piano lesson. I thought you might want to spend the time gathering all your things together, since there might not be much time later, but it's up to you."

Melissa looked at her brother who shrugged, indicating it was her decision. "Won't there still be time to do that after we get back from dropping them off? I do think we'd both like to come," she said with lowered eyes, making Stephanie splutter in her milk.

"Yes, well, when do any of you not like to come?" John asked, trying to look stern but clearly trying to keep from laughing himself. "Okay, then. Just remember what we talked about regarding appropriate activities in public," he reminded them.

"I promise, we'll be very discrete," Melissa assured him.

"Uh-huh," John nodded, raising an eyebrow. "Don't think I failed to notice that you didn't promise not to do anything, only that you would be discrete about it."

"I promise no clothes will be removed," Melissa answered with a sweet smile.

John gave a long-suffering sigh but refrained from pressing the point further. "Very well. We need to leave in fifteen minutes, so everyone needs to do everything they need to get done and be ready to go by then.

Melissa and Stephanie had to hurry through the rest of their breakfast and hastily brush their hair and teeth but they managed to be ready in the hallway before John had any cause to be impatient. "Everybody ready?" he asked, looking around at the four young people. "Okay, let's go. Did you little conspirators decide who's sitting where?"

Melissa had her own ideas but deferred to Stephanie with a quick nod. "Why don't you sit up front with Dad?" Stephanie suggested to Melissa with a knowing look. "I don't mind snuggling up with my brother and my boyfriend in the back."

With that decided, they all piled into the car. As soon as everyone was seated and belted and John had started to back the car down the driveway, Melissa glanced into the back seat and her eyes grew wide at her girlfriend's wanton audacity. Stephanie had pulled one of Brad's hands down inside the front of her stretch pants where he was clearly working his fingers into her pussy, while Keith's nearer hand was down behind Stephanie's back. From the lewd gleam in her brother's eyes, Melissa could pretty well guess that he had his fingers all the way into the crack of Stephanie's ass inside her pants, too, and was busily worming a finger or two into the dark-haired girl's anus. As Melissa ogled them with forthright pruient interest, Stephanie pulled the heads of both boys in close to hers and began kissing them each in turn while guiding their free hands up under the front of her loose-fitting top to allow them to caress her small breast mounds.

Stephanie uttered a deep moan of aroused pleasure at their attentions, causing her father to glance sharply in his rear-view mirror. After a moment's study he muttured, "You guys are really pushing the limits."

"They do have all their clothes on," Melissa pointed out sweetly, "And they're in the middle of the car."

"I know," John answered with a tight smile, "Which is why I'm letting it go. It does make it kind of hard listening to my girl making noises like that, though."

Melissa smiled and placed her hand over John's rapidly swelling bulge in his pants. "Oh, it sure does, John," she breathed, quickly growing aroused herself. "Here, you need a bit of adjustment," she offered and gently worked the length of John's colossal prick down one leg of his pants where it would have room to expand more easily, remarking, "Good thing you decided not to wear any underwear like the rest of us, too."

Once she was done, Melissa's hand did not leave John's groin; she continued to lightly run a fingernail up and down the immense, firm lump in the man's pantleg, making him gasp. He shot her a look that was half cautious warning and half unbridled lust. Melissa gave him a soft, inviting smile and leaned in to rest her head on his chest. John obligingly put his arm around her shoulders, whereupon Melissa quickly took his hand and eased it under her arm and through the large armhole of her thin top to cup it around her ample breast, sighing with pleasure as his fingers began to gently caress her large, soft mound. With a sidelong look up at John's face, Melissa then brazenly slipped her other hand inside the front waistband of her pants and started methodically frigging her own clit.

By now, Stephanie's gasps and moans from the rear seat made it apparent that she was deeply in the throes of erotic passion and intended to assure herself at least one good climax before they reached the piano teacher's house.

As Melissa's fingers continued to tease and stroke the entire length of John's now completely hard, gigantic prick, he groaned, "You know, this isn't quite what I meant about appropriate behavior in the car. But I suppose this is the most restraint I can ever hope for from such hormone-filled sex fiends as you all."

"Oh, Daddy!" his daughter panted from behind him, "You know- ohhh! You know you love it! Hoh! Hoh! Hoh! Oh, God! You guys feel- hunnggghh! Fantastic inside me!" she encouraged the boys on either side of her.

"Of course I do," John answered Stephanie, his own breathing deepening as well. "Not the point and you know it. I'm just concerned. I love what we've found with each other and don't want to risk that when a little healthy caution can keep us all safe."

"We know, John," Melissa grunted as her fingers continued to writhe inside her now dripping cunt slit and vagina, "And we- unnngghhh! Appreciate that." She gave another glance over her shoulder at the three youths in the back. "They're fine, John," she assured him. "All anyone could- unnngghh! Would be able to see- hunngghh! From the outside is three- ooohh! People sitting really close. Just relax, my love," she encouraged him. "This all feels so perfect."

"Okay, okay," he shrugged in mock surrender. "If you say it's okay, I'll trust your judgment. And yes, this does feel very nice," he grinned, kissing the top of Melissa's head tenderly.

Stephanie's panting and ecstatic cries were by now ramping up to a fevered pitch and Melissa increased the intensity of her fingering in her own oozing twat, starting to focus more and more on her sensitive, hard clit in an effort to climax at the same time as her girlfriend in the back. John responded, too, by beginning to squeeze and pinch Melissa's erect nipple, making her groan in appreciation.

"Haaggghhh!" Stephanie screamed from the back, really getting into it now, "Ohhh! Oh, God! Oh, fuck! I can't- hunngghh! Can't believe what you- hoh! Oh! Hoh! Do to me, loves! Hunnngghhh! Hunnggghhh! Oh, fuck! Oh, holy fuck! Shit! You're doing it! Yesss! Oh, God, just like that! Do it! Fuck me, Keith! Fuck my ass like that! Oh, fuck! I love you inside me! Okay, Brad, do it now! Fucking buzz my clit! Haaaggghhh! Oh, God, yes! Just like that! Oh, God, here it- aaaggghh! Here it comes! You're making me- haaaaiiiee! You're making me come! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God, oh God, oh God, ohGodohGodohGodohGodoh, aaaaaaaiiiiiiieeeeee!" she shrieked as the slim twelve-year-old bucked bucked and shuddered in the throes of an intense orgasm.

Melissa, her own arousal driven to the breaking point from listening to her friend and lover's incoherent cries of ecstasy, was not far behind. As John helpfully pinched her inflamed nipple hard and fiercely, the redhead threw herself into a frenzy of clit frigging with her fingers. Within seconds, the climax that had been simmering for several minutes within her loins boiled over and swept up and down the length of her quivering, heaving body, leaving her only able to gasp, "Oh! Oh! Oh!" over and over as each new surge of electric sensation jolted her.

As the rhythmic pulses in Melissa's clit gradually subsided at last, John asked," Everyone okay?"

"Ohhh, God, Daddy!" Stephanie answered languidly from the back, "I feel fantastic."

"You sure do," Brad chuckled, clearly pleased with being allowed to help bring his sister to a climax in the kinky circumstances.

"And you, my love?" John inquired gently of Melissa.

"The only way I would be better would be if all three of your cocks were still inside me right now," Melissa sighed, "But yes, that was very nice. Thank you for letting us do that, John."

"Like I could have stopped you," he snorted, "But you're welcome." He looked back at the road ahead. "We're almost there. Time for everyone to compose themselves." He actually sounded as disappointed as Melissa felt and she smiled at him sympathetically while pulling her fingers out of her drenched pussy. She offered the fingers, glistening with quim, to John who licked them clean appreciatively as he withdrew his arm from under Melissa's top and put both hands on the wheel for the remainder of the drive to the piano teacher's home.

After dropping Brad and Stephanie off at the piano teachers along with some good-natured ribbing about the prominent bulge in the front of Brad's pants, they returned home with Melissa peppering John with questions about what Brad and Stephanie were like when they were little, the answers to which Keith seemed to find equally interesting.

Once back in the Muller house, Keith and Melissa busied themselves with packing all their clothing and other belongings. Melissa was startled to find how many articles of clothing of hers she found in various rooms, tucked under beds and furniture and, in one case, a pair of underpants on a windowsill in the family room. She hadn't recalled even wearing that much clothes in the house, let alone stripping it off so many different places, so she went into Brad's room where her brother was packing and asked Keith if he had been continuing to snag her underwear as souveniers. He gave an odd look and asked, "Since I can put my nose and tongue in the real thing now pretty much whenever I want, why would I need your panties anymore?"

"Oh, I don't know," she answered with a significant look. "To wear? You seemed to get pretty turned on by that before."

To her astonishment, her brother blushed furiously and mumbled, "Yeah, well, okay, I might have tried them on again once or twice."

"Oh, Keith, you don't have to be embarrassed by that!" Melissa cried, delighted that her brother was willing to share such a secret with her. "Stephanie's too?" she prodded with a gentle smile.

"Uh, yeah, maybe even more than yours, just cause, well, don't take this the wrong way, but yours don't stay up as well," he replied hesitantly.

Melissa laughed with a dismissive wave of her hand. "It's okay, brother dear. I know my hips and ass are bigger than yours and Stephanie's. But I have to ask? When did you find time to wear them? We've pretty much been together the whole time. Please don't tell me you wore them to school!" she blurted.

"Uh, no," he responded dryly. "I know better than that. It was, uh, when I was working on homework. I really, well, like the way my cock feels when I stroke it through the panties."

"Okay, I get that," Melissa grinned before frowning, "What about Brad? Didn't he see you wearing them? Did he say anything?" she asked, fascinated at discovering yet another aspect of her brother's sexuality.

"Other than wanting to try it too, no," Keith answered with a sidelong glance.

"Oh, my God!" Melissa exclaimed, laughing in astonishment. "That's really cool! And Brad liked it, too?" she pressed.

"Yeah, he did," Keith replied, relaxing now about being able to share this with his sister. "It, well, it sorta' turned into our little thing while we worked on our homework by the end of the week. Kind of weird, I know," he shrugged shyly.

"Of course it is!" Melissa laughed. "It's weird, and sexy, and beautiful, and really kind of sweet, too. I'm actually a bit flattered, and I know Steph will be, too." An idea came into her head and she suggested with an impish look, "Since we sorta have to put on clothes before Mom gets here, why don't you and Brad wear our panties then? That'll be a little secret we share."

"Uh, yeah, that does sound nice," her brother bashfully admitted with a grateful smile.

"Good, I'm glad," Melissa told him, giving him an affectionate hug. "And thanks for telling me. You do know it was kind of silly not to share that with us in the first place, though, right? Don't you know that we all love you and will do anything at all to please you? We all love knowing about your turn-ons, so if there's anything else you want to try or sounds good to you, just say so, no matter how weird or kinky it might be. God knows the rest of us are pretty fucking kinky ourselves," she reminded him with a self-deprecating smile.

"Uh, yeah. You're right," Keith admitted.

"Don't forget it," his sister nodded firmly. "While I'm here, any more of Steph's and my clothing hiding out in here?"

Keith colored again but sheepishly pulled out a pair of her panties from under his mattress and a pair of Stephanie's from under Brad's."

"Hmm," Melissa smiled, feeling an erotic tingle in her pussy. "Thanks. And I do think it's pretty hot that both of you seem to be so turned on by the idea of fucking your sisters, too. You do realize that if Mom and John do get married, Stephanie will be your sister, too, so you'll have two sisters to fuck!" she giggled.

Keith gave a shy smile and replied, "Uh, yeah, I do. It was actually Brad who pointed that out to me, and the way he said it made me realize that he was as turned on by the idea of fucking his sister as I was. That's actually what led to me talking about using your panties to jerk off, and how sexy it made me feel to wear Stephanie's panties, and, well, that's when we started sneaking pairs of your panties off when you guys would drop them."

"Wow. That really is sexy and sweet," Melissa answered with a loving smile. "So why don't you keep those two and wear them later?" she suggested, gesturing at the two pairs of panties in her brother's hand. "And don't forget Mom's enema kit," she called back as she turned to leave the room. "I sort of think we're going to need that some more next week. Oh, and your vibrator, too," she reminded him as she left.

"Yeah, thanks," she heard Keith's acknowledgment before she returned to Stephanie's room to complete her packing.

Melissa was just bringing her suitcase and pillow down the stairs to the hallway for later when John appeared from the kitchen. "I'm ready to go pick up my kids," he announced. "You two want to stay here or come along?"

Melissa smiled sweetly, "I would love to come along, and I suspect Keith would, too."

John nodded with a knowing shrug, "Yeah, kind of what I figured but I thought I'd ask. Keith!" he yelled up the stairs, "We're leaving now if you want to come!"

"Be right there," they heard the teen puff as he thumped down the stairs lugging his suitcase, which he placed next to Melissa's in the hallway. "Ready!" he announced brightly.

"Any change in the seating arrangements?" John asked with an interested expression as they walked to his car.

"Oh, I don't know," Melissa mused. "Keith, you want to sit up front with John this time?"

"That okay with you?" Keith asked John in turn.

"As long as you're careful about what can be seen from outside the car, I'd like that very much," John grinned, flashing Melissa an appreciative look. She smiled to herself, glad that she had made the suggestion.

On the way over to the piano teacher's house, Keith continued their previous conversation about Brad and Stephanie growing up, but Melissa noticed that her brother's hand was in John's lap and appeared to be moving slowly, so she surmised that he was continuing the same kind of teasing of the older man's cock that Melissa had been doing previously.

Brad and Stephanie both came out to the car as soon as their car pulled up in front. Seeing both front seats occupied, Brad opened the rear door and said to Melissa, "Hi. Where do you want me?"

"Where I can't have you yet, at least not while we're in the car," Melissa answered with a saucy grin, "But for now, why don't you sit in the middle so you can make out with both your sisters?" she asked. "I know that idea is a real turn-on for you."

"Uh, yeah, thanks!" Brad cheerily agreed and clambered in beside Melissa. Stephanie followed her brother, flashing Melissa a quick inquiring look.

Once everyone was in the car with their seat belts on, John politely asked his children how their lessons went, receiving perfunctory replies to which John snorted knowingly, "Okay, I get it. You all have more important things to pay attention to now. Since I'm already enjoying what Keith is doing to me and which I'm going to reciprocate as soon as I don't need both hands on the wheel, Melissa, it sounds like you have some sort of a plan for the back seat," he prompted with a blatant leer.

"Pretty much what I just said," Melissa smiled. "Talking with Keith earlier he mentioned how much the idea of sex with his sister turns Brad on, and since if everything works out like we hope, I'll be his sister, too, I thought he might like the chance to make out with both of us on the way home and feel us up as much as he wants to under our clothes. Would you like that, Brad?" she asked softly into his ear.

By way of answer, Brad put an arm around each twelve-year-old girl beside him and slithered his hand around up under their tops to caress one of their breasts. At the same time, he leaned his face in to kiss Stephanie long and passionately, their tongues writhing incestuously in each other's mouths, before turning his face to Melissa's for the same treatment.

"I think that's a yes, Mel," Stephanie chuckled throatily once her lips were free to converse again. With a free hand she began to tease her brother's rapidly swelling bulge in the front of his pants, making the boy groan with pleasure.

"Be careful not to let him come, Steph," Melissa warned naughtily. "I'm really counting on some serious brother-fucking as soon as we get back."

"Hmmm, I'm almost sorry I'll have to miss that," John murmured. "Almost," he quickly stressed with a grin.

"Looking forward to having Mom's lips around that gigantic tool you carry?" Keith teased and then announced gleefully to the occupants in the back, "Oh, I do believe he is! You should have felt his cock twitch the minute I said that."

"That's good," Melissa nodded approvingly, her breathing deepening as Brad continued to squeeze and caress her abundant breasts. "One practical bit of advice though, John? I really don't think Mom has any idea just how much you shoot when you come, so you might want to hold off on that part until after you finish your grocery shopping. That way, if she's got come all over her face, hair, and clothes afterwards, she won't have to go anywhere in public that way."

"Ah, yes, okay," John muttered, shaking his head at her unashamed sexual advice. "I'll be sure not to tell her you suggested that."

Keith shot his sister an equally incredulous look, but she just shrugged. "I'm only trying to think things through." She felt Brad's lips nuzzling her cheek and turned to accept his ardent kiss, sucking his saliva greedily off his inthrusting tongue, and no further conversation from anyone interrupted things for the rest of the drive.

When the five of them reached home and got out of the car, Melissa and Stephanie looked at the enormous swelling in the pants fronts of all three males and burst out laughing. "Now that's how we know it's been a good car ride," Stephanie crowed.

Once they got inside the door, John turned to them all and addressed them seriously. "I know you guys have another round of fucking planned, and that's fine," he began, "But I expect to be back with Margaret sometime between four and five-thirty, depending, so please be clothed and presentable by then, okay?"

All four youths dutifully agreed, though Melissa could tell that all of them were as horny and ready to start fucking as she was. But she wished John good luck and kissed him soundly, a kiss which was echoed by each of the others, even Brad, much to Melissa's satisfaction. With that, John swept back out the front door.

The other four looked at each other and, by unspoken agreement, dashed upstairs to John's bedroom that they had all come to regard as their own just as much and stripped off their clothing. Melissa was far too aroused to waste any more time and flung herself onto the bed after turning down the blankets, spreading her arms and legs invitingly and crying, "Come on, Keith! I need you inside me now!"

Stephanie was almost as prompt, and soon both boys were vigorously plowing their completely hard pricks in and out of their sisters' dripping cunt holes. Melissa looked over at the sight of Brad slamming his body into Stephanie's with such a look of bliss on his face that she felt a lump of emotion well up in her throat and reached over to squeeze her girlfriend's hand.

Stephanie looked back at her and, seeing the tears brimming in Melissa's eyes, asked, "What is it?" in a breathless, jerky voice as her brother plunged into her again and again.

"It's- oh, I can't even explain it," Melissa panted with a tender smile. "You and Brad just look so good together, like you were made for each other. And I- I just love you guys so damned much!"

"We love you too, Mel- oooohhh!" Stephanie groaned with pleasure. "This is- ungghh! Gonna' be a hard and- hunnngghh! Hard and fast fuck, isn't it? I- hoh! I think we- oooh! We managed to get them- unnggghh! Kind of excited- haaggghh! Don't you?"

"They're not- hoh! Not the only ones!" Melissa gasped as her brother drove his cock savagely into the very back of her vagina. "Oh, God, Keith! Do that! Fuck me deep like that! Oh, fuck! I can't believe how- unnnggghh! How good that feels! Shit! I've been- hoh! Needing this for hours! It's like the- hoh! The more sex I get- haagggghhh! The more I need! I- hoh! I can't stop thinking- hoooff! Thinking about all of us- hoh! Hoh! Hoh! And how much I- oh, God! How much I want you- hunnnggghh! All of you! All the time! Haggghhhh!" she grunted in ecstasy as Keith increased the tempo of his incestuous thrusts.

"I- I'm the same way!" Brad exclaimed hoarsely, his face screwed up with effort and arousal even as he continued to stare down at both the seventh-grade girls below him. "Some- uhngghh! Sometimes I don't even know how I can get through the school day!" he confessed with a gasp.

To Melissa's astounded delight, Keith's contribution to the gasping, panting conversation was to reach over, seize Brad around the neck, and pull him into a perverted kiss that had both boy's plunging their tongues into each others' mouths in rhythm with the incestuous lunges of their cocks into their sister's dripping cunts. Their breathing whistled noisily through their nostrils.

Melissa looked over at Stephanie who was staring open-mouthed at their brothers as they French kissed each other, her eyes bright with excitement. On impulse, Melissa reached over and pulled Stephanie's lips to hers and plunged her tongue fiercely between her girlfriend's lips. Her kiss was welcomed just as willingly by Stephanie, and the four nude and writhing young people remained connected like that, boy's mouths on boy's mouths, girl's mouths on girl's mouths, and their cocks and cunts meeting in ever-faster, ever more urgent thrusts and plunges until all four simultaneously exploded into shuddering, mind-blowing climaxes, reveling in the intimate feelings of every sensitive part of their bodies in ecstatic contact with each other.

At last, both boys suddenly collapsed atop their respective sisters, their sides heaving, bodies perspiring profusely, and silly, dreamy smiles on their faces. Melissa pushed one arm under Stephanie's neck and wrapped the other around Keith's back and pulled them all in close; Stephanie mirrored her action and for several long minutes as their breathing slowed and the rhythmic orgasmic pulses in their bodies receded, leaving their pussies and pricks tingling, they remained wrapped in their tender embrace.

Then, to Melissa's astonishment, she felt Keith's back and chest start heaving deeply and opened her eyes to see that her brother was sobbing uncontrollably. "Keith!" she cried, alarmed. "What is it? Are you hurt?"

"N-no," he blubbered, smiling weakly despite his weeping. "The- the opposite, actually." He paused and sniffed loudly. "Sorry, guys," he murmured apologetically. "I don't- I don't know what came over me. It's just that this – all this," he emphasized looking around at the other three whose faces were held intimately close to his, "Is so incredible, and whenever I think I can't love you guys any more than I do, then I do, even more! We have to make this work!" he suddenly declared with fierce passion as if daring anyone to oppose him. "I- I couldn't stand it if we couldn't all keep doing this forever!" he blurted at last.

"Aww, baby," Stephanie smiled warmly, "That's beautiful. And believe me, I understand, too. Just being with you – all of you, and Dad, too, sometimes it gets to me the same way and my heart is suddenly so filled up that I can't hold it all!"

"Yeah, exactly!" Keith nodded, obviously grateful to know that someone understood what he was feeling. "That's it exactly!"

Melissa reached up and pulled her brother's face down to hers, kissed him tenderly, and whispered, "I love you, Keith."

"I- I love you, too, Mel," he replied with a heave of his chest.

And then Stephanie pulled Keith's face to hers and kissed him in turn, telling him softly how much she loved him, too. Finally, to Mellisa's pride and satisfaction, Brad did exactly the same thing without a moment's hesitation, and she felt her heart swelling with emotion in much the same way as her brother's just had.

"Oh, fuck!" she swore, "Now you guys are going to get me started, too," she sniffled, reaching down to wipe tears from her eyes.

"We really are just a bunch of silly girls, aren't we?" Stephanie murmured impishly.

"Yeah, I guess," Keith nodded happily. "There's times it's kind of nice to be a silly girl."

Melissa was startled at her brother's forthright confession of his inner feelings, but thought she understood what he meant, and that her brother was truly bisexual, as content to think of himself as a girl as a boy. At that thought, Melissa remembered her earlier conversation and turned to Stephanie. "Speaking of being a girl, do you know what I found out today about our brothers?"

"No, but the way you say it makes me really want to hear it!" Stephanie breathed huskily.

She glanced quickly at her brother, who nodded his approval for her to continue. "It turns out that both our brothers get really turned on by wearing our panties!"

"No! Really?" Stephanie squealed excitedly. Brad looked first startled and then alarmed, but Keith reached over with a steadying hand to reassure him.

"Uh-huh," Melissa grinned, loving the chance to reveal another of their boyfriend's sexual peccadillos. "They've been sneaking our panties into their bedroom when they find them lying around and wearing them when they do their homework. Keith says he loves the way his cock feels when he touches it through the panties."

"I'll be damned!" Stephanie murmured. "I knew I was missing some after the last laundry, but I figured the washing machine ate them. Really!" she looked at both boys with keen interest. "That's really kind of sexy."

"That's what I told Keith," Melissa nodded gaily. "They confessed to each other how much it turned them on having sex with their sisters, and, well, Keith tried yours on last week at our place – you know, the ones you gave me in the girl's bathroom?" Stephanie nodded, her eyes gleaming with arousal, "And it really turned him on, and so Brad wanted to try it, too, so anyway, that's what they've been doing ever since!"

"Wow! That's- that's really cool," Stephanie agreed. "Only why didn't you say something? We love knowing what turns you on!"

"That's what I told Keith already," Melissa assured her, "And he promises he won't keep stuff like that from us again."

"Good," Stephanie nodded before her look turned predatory. "Well, guys? What are you waiting for? If you've still got some of our panties stashed, go put them on! I can't wait to see how you look. And then you can suck all the come out of your sisters' cunts that you filled us up with!" she commanded.

Both boys looked at each other and then, with eager grins, scrambled off the bed and scampered out of the room. When they'd left, Stephanie looked at Melissa with and amazed grin. "They do keep life interesting, don't they?"

"I wouldn't have it any other way," Melissa replied with feeling.

"Me, either," Stephanie grinned. At that moment, the boys re-entered the master bedroom with shy smiles on their faces. Keith was wearing a pair of Melissa's skimpier, black panties which partially concealed the spreading wet spot in the front where her brother's still-oozing cock was dripping jism into the material. But Brad was sporting a sheer, pale pair of Stephanie's panties that did nothing whatsoever to hide the large, dark wet spot in front of the bulge of his prick.

Stephanie looked them both up and down and nodded approvingly. "Damn! They really do look kind of sexy like that, don't they? Hey! I wonder how they would look with bras, too?" she suggested with a wicked grin.

"Hmm, interesting idea," Melissa nodded appreciatively. "But mine are already packed in my suitcase, and I don't want to try to dig one out again. Hold that thought, though," she continued with a speculative look.

"Really?" Stephanie gave her girlfriend a sidelong glance, looking interested.

"Yeah, but time enough for that later," Melissa demurred. "Right now I've got a cunt full of my brother's come that I would love to give right back to him. And while he's doing that, maybe I'll see just how much he likes his cock teased through my panties," she added with a lascivious grin. "Come on, Bro, lie down so I can squeeze you a mouthful," she instructed.

"You, too, Brad," Stephanie demanded. "Come and taste us together."

Both boys eagerly scrambled up onto the bed and lay on their backs with their mouths invitingly opened, but Melissa stopped them and told Brad to turn around so that his head was by Keith's hips, explaining that she wanted to be able to see and touch Stephanie while their pussies were being licked, to which Brad willingly accommodated and shifted his position. With a sultry look at Stephanie, Melissa heaved an ample thigh across Keith's face and straddled her brother's head. "Shall we, my love?" she inquired invitingly at Stephanie.

"Oh yes, I believe we shall," Stephanie giggled as she positioned her crotch over Brad's face and lowered her crotch to his lips. "Ohhh, yes, brother," she sighed contentedly, "I love the way your tongue feels in my cunt."

Brad pulled his lips back from his sisters dripping pussy long enough to murmur, "And I love the way we taste when we're mixed together, my lover." He pushed a pair of fingers into Stephanie's oozing hole and held them up to her face. "Taste us, Steph. We taste perfect!" he encouraged.

Stephanie leaned forward as Melissa avidly watched and took her brother's glistening fingers into her mouth, licking them thoroughly. "Yes we do, Brad, my brother and my lover. We do taste perfect together." Brad gave her an adoring look and returned to enthusiastically sucking on her cunt hole as his sister determinedly squeezed out all the contents of her vagina. "Ooops!" she muttured suddenly. "Sorry about that."

"What did you do?" Melissa asked, beginning to pant from the sensations her own brother was summoning from within her sopping wet cunt slit.

"Uh, just pissed a little," Stephanie explained sheepishly. "I squeezed a little too hard."

"Well, as I recall, your brother has kind of decided he doesn't mind the taste of piss now and then," Melissa grinned. "Did you like that, Brad? Do you want some more of your sister's pee?"

"Hm-hmm," Brad nodded vigorously.

"Told you," Melissa chuckled throatily. "Might as well give him the rest, too," she advised.

Stephanie's eyes were glittering with arousal at her brother's kinky desires and she frowned in concentration for a moment, then relaxed, and Melissa could tell from the noises and motions of Brad's throat that he was drinking his sister's bladder dry.

Melissa felt her own cunt tingle with with arousal at the perverse scene and returned her attention to her brother. "Sorry, Keith," she murmured, "I promised to tease your beautiful cock through those sexy little panties, and I got distracted by Brad and Stephanie being total sluts." She leaned forward and ran a fingernail sensuously up, down, and around Keith's prick that was still crammed and curled into the sheer black panties. She was thrilled to see his initially flaccid organ respond instantly and begin to swell, thickening even as she watched with glittering eyes. "Oooh," she breathed, "You really do like the way that feels, don't you?"

"Hm-hmm," Keith nodded in confirmation, his voice muffled by his sister's pussy.

Melissa squeezed her own abdominal muscles once more, trying to squeeze out every bit of Keith's thick, gooey jism and her slimy cunt juices into her brother's mouth. She felt the pressure on her own bladder and, inspired by Brad's willingness to suck up his sister's piss, asked, "Keith, I think I could piss, too. Do you want some?" She was thrilled when he nodded eagerly, and allowed her muscles to relax and her warm urine to flow down into her brother's mouth.

Keith lapped it up with enthusiasm, probing deeply into her cunt hole to extract as much as he could and Melissa groaned with raw lust at the sensation. Once again, the thought of the coming week with her mother and all five of them appearing to have developed a zeal for water sports made her already high level of erotic arousal ramp up even higher, and she began to feel the first, warning tingles in her pussy that let her know she would climax soon.

Stephanie must have been feeling the same way because she began moaning and panting heavily. Melissa glanced over at her girlfriend and saw that she, too, was stroking her brother's prick through the thin material of her panties that he was wearing, only he seemed even more responsive to the treatment, since his cock was now almost completely hard again and the head poking up through the waistband of the skimpy underwear.

"Wow, Steph," Melissa panted, "Brad really likes that!" Then she glanced back at Keith and saw that his cock had stiffened once more with surprising rapidity and the entire head of it had pushed up out of the constricting panties. "Huh! It looks like- ooooh! Like Keith does, too!" she commented throatily.

"No shit!" Stephanie grunted, glancing brazenly at her boyfriend's full erection. "I think- hoh! Fuck! I think after we- hunngghhh! We come again- oh, God! Oh, fuck, yes! Do that, Brad! My God, he's- hoooff! He's getting better and better- unnnggghh! At cunt-licking- hoh! Every day!" she groaned to Melissa.

"Well, he's- hunngghh! Getting plenty of- fuck! Plenty of practice- hoh! Hoh! Hoh!" Melissa moaned as her brother increased his attentiions on her turgid clit. "What were you- oooohh! Saying about- hunngghhh! After we come again? Hoh! Hoh! Hoh! Oh, God! I'm getting close, too! Oh, fuck, this is good!"

"I was- hoh! Oh, God! Oh, fuck!" Stephanie cried hoarsely. "I'll- hoh! Fuck! Tell you later- huuunnggghhhh! Can't- ooohh! Can't talk now- haaagghhh! C-coming! Oh, fuck! I'm coming! Haaggghh! I'm coming so good! I- aaaaiiiieeeee!" the black-haired girl screamed as her slender body writhed and shuddered in the grip of a climax, her face pulled into a squint-eyed rictus as her hands clenched and unclenched convulsively.

"I- oh, God! Hunngghhh! I'm there, too! Oh, God! Oh, fuck! Suck my clit! Suck it hard, Keith! Oh, God! You're doing it! You're doing it! You're making me- haagghhh! Making me come! Oh, God! Here it comes! I- hhaaaaggggghhhh!" Melissa howled, her throat raw and ragged as her orgasm ripped into her and made her fleshy, pubescent body quiver with ecstasy as Keith continued to suck and buzz her rhythmically pulsing clitoris.

"No!" Melissa pleaded, "Don't! Don't make me- haaggghhhh! Make me pass out! Fuck! Please! I- aaaggghhhh!" she shrieked as a new climax launched deep within her cunt hard on the heels of the first one. By now the thick twelve-year-old was completely helpless in the throes of successive climaxes driven by her brother's relentless tonguing of her throbbing clit, one after the other. She dimly realized that her brother wanted her to utterly surrender to him despite her pleas, so she stopped attempting to stave off unconsciousness and allowed the blackness to overtake her as Keith's incestuous cunnilingus swept her into temporary oblivion.

 

Melissa's eyes fluttered open and she groggily raised her head to get her bearings. She saw that she was lying face-down on Keith's stomach, her cheek lying up against her brother's stiff cock that was still poking out the top of the waistband of the pair of her panties he was wearing, so she concluded that she had not been out that long. She could feel Keith's lean, strong arms wrapped around her which gave her a warm, secure feeling. She was a bit annoyed at her brother for not respecting her request not to make her come so hard she passed out again, but at the moment this felt too good and she didn't feel the need to break the spell. Besides, she could feel the pulse in Keith's rock-hard prick throbbing against her cheek and it was rapidly regenerating the near-perpetual oozing of her cunt juices as her arousal began to climb once more.

She turned her head to look over at Stephanie and Brad and saw that her girlfriend's body was in a similar position to her own, face down on her brother's abdomen with her face lying on Brad's panty-encased crotch. The slim girl blinked her eyes and beamed happily the moment her eyes met Melissa's. "Hey there, lover," she sighed languidly. "You pass out, too?"

"Naturally," Melissa nodded. "Hard not to when Keith's tongue keeps making me come, one after the other," she explained, trying not to sound like she was complaining about it.

"I know, right?" Stephanie smiled dreamily. "That's just the most amazing thing!" She raised her head. "Hey, you guys awake?" she called to the two boys.

"Oh, yeah," Keith replied from between Melissa's thighs. "Just letting everyone recuperate before the next round."

"Me, too," Brad confirmed. "That did feel really nice when you touched my cock through the panties. I could almost imagine that I was your girlfriend and you were touching my clit," he confessed with surprising candor. Melissa realized that her boyfriend was becoming more secure in his sexuality daily.

"I'm glad to hear you say that, my brother-lover," Stephanie said with a wicked giggle. "Then I think you might like my next idea."

"Really?" Brad raised his head up from between his sister's slender thighs looking keenly interested, and Keith did the same. "What's that?"

"I was wondering if Mel and I might be able to make us all come again if we rubbed our cunts up and down on your cocks through those pretty panties," Stephanie explained suggestively.

"I know I'd come from that!" Keith blurted enthusiastically. "As long as it didn't, like, cause too much friction on your cunts," he added more seriously.

"Keith, I don't know about Stephanie," Melissa responded with a lascivious grin, "But my cunt is dripping so much, I really don't think that will be a problem."

"Same here," Stephanie agreed with a lustful gleam in her eye. "It's been like a fucking faucet turned on inside me ever since I started thinking about it," she admitted with a self-concsious shake of her head.

"Well then, let's do it!" Melissa cried zealously. "Sluts to the rescue!" which made the other three chuckle throatily. She heaved her fleshy body up and turned around so she was facing her brother and straddling his panty-clad crotch. She lowered her drenched and oozing crotch onto the shaft of Keith's stiff rod and experimentally slid her cunt slit along it. There was a bit of abrasiveness, but only a little, from the sheer cloth and as the panties quickly became thoroughly soaked in quim, she was pleased to discover that there was no more discomfort than if she were sliding her pussy up and down on her brother's bare cock, that is, none whatsoever.

"Oh, yeah, this'll definitely work," Melissa said approvingly, already starting to breathe more heavily from her rising erotic arousal.

"Oh, definitely," Stephanie cried excitedly. "I love it when one of my ideas works. How about you boys? How's this feel?"

"Oh, God," Brad groaned, "It feels fantastic! It's like the panties somehow make my cock more sensitive, not less. Darned if I know why, but I love it, Sis. Oh, shit! Uh, it feels so good you maybe better slow down a bit," he suddenly warned Stephanie.

"Wow, I guess it really does feel good," Stephanie giggled, starting to pant as well. But she duly slowed the tempo of her sliding cunt along her brother's shaft.

"Yeah, that's better," Brad grunted appreciatively. "At least until you're ready to join me," he explained gallantly.

"What a thoughtful brother," Stephanie said, giving Brad an adoring smile and leaning over momentarily to give him a tender, tongue-filled kiss before sitting upright once more and continuing to grind her crotch along her brother's hard, straining prick.

Melissa had been watching Stephanie's and Brad's incestuous interplay with unabashedly prurient interest, and now turned her gaze down on her own brother. The expression of pure bliss on his face said it all and Melissa laughed indulgently, "Keith, you look like you've died and gone to heaven."

"If heaven is any better than this," her brother answered huskily, his breathing deep and heavy, "I don't think I could stand it. Not without coming all the fucking time, anyway," he chuckled throatily. "Yeah, this is incredible. Both you girls have amazingly sexy bodies, but the sexiest part of you both is what's between your ears. You come up with the most incredibly hot things."

"Aww, that's really nice, Keith," Melissa moaned, the sensations within her sopping wet cunt starting to demand her full attention. "Ohhh, God! Just so you know- oooohhh! I think this is really nice, too. Hoh! Oh, yeah! God! I can't wait to see your come shoot out all over your body, Keith! Hoh! Hoh! Oh, shit! This really is intense!" she groaned. She could feel the premonitions of a climax starting to make itself known in her cunt as she continued to slither it wetly up and down Keith's yearning prick.

"It is- hoh! Isn't it!" Stephanie gasped. "Damn! This is really- hunngghh! Really fucking hot! I'm imagining it's your- hoh! Your big and hard clit- hunngggh! That I'm fucking- hunnngghh! Just like you said, Brad- oh fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh holy fuck! And it's making me- hoooh! Making me so fucking turned on! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, yes! Do that! Do that, Brad! That feels- hunnggghh! Feels incredible!" she cried as her brother began to pump with his hips and help his cock slither along the entire length of his sister's cunt slit. For good measure, he reached up and squeezed and caressed her small, incredibly smooth breast mound, making his sister cry out in passionate joy. "Oh, God! Oh, fuck, Brad! I love you! I love you so much! You're the- hoh! Oh, God! The best brother I could- oh, God! Oh, God! I could ever have!"

"I- I love you, too, Sis," Brad grunted. "So much more- oooh! More than I ever could imagine! Oh, God, Steph! I'm starting to get really close again! I don't know if I can hold out- ooooh! Much longer!"

"Don't- oh, God! Don't even try, Bro!" Stephanie shrieked. "I'm there, too! Do it! Fuck my cunt! Fuck my cunt with your big clit, baby! Come all over us! Do it! Do it! Oh, God, come with me, lover! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! I'm- hunnngghhh! I'm coming, too! Come with me! Come with me! I'm- haaaiiiieeee!" Stephanie squealed and then her climax overtook her, making her slender body writhe in the throes of unbridled, passionate love and lust as her brother squeezed her small breasts and pinched her erect nipples.

Melissa watched, spellbound as spurt after spurt of thick, creamy semen jetted out of the tip of Brad's cock head where it poked out, swollen and purple, from the caressing folds of his sister's cunt lips. She looked down at Keith and saw his eyes were equally glued to the depraved, incestuous tableau. Then his eyes swung back up to Melissa's and they both nodded to each other in mutual acknowledgment before orgasms seized them both. Melissa was screaming at the top of her lungs while Keith was grunting with each new spasm from his protruding cock that shot gobbet after gobbet of his viscous, milky goo onto his flat, muscled stomach.

Melissa could not take her eyes off the depraved display. It was almost as if she herself were the one ejaculating all that sticky come from the cock that emerged from between her legs, and the thought filtered in through her lust-crazed mind that this must be what it was like for a boy to climax. She felt awed and suddenly intimately close to her brother, and the depth of feeling paradoxically triggered yet another orgasm in her dripping wet and quivering pussy. As she shuddered and writhed, she felt her bladder release involuntarily and vaguely realized that she was drenching the panties that Keith was supposed to wear later. But she was far beyond caring. She looked over at Stephanie and saw her slumping down atop her brother, a weary but very satisfied smile on her face and chose to do the same, She let her body collapse atop Keith's, feeling the large clumps of his jism squeezed between their bodies and reveling in the feeling.

As her orgasmic shudders receded, she placed her lips on Keith's and, murmuring a heartfelt thanks, kissed him again and again. Keith returned her kisses and, to her surprise and lascivious delight, wrapped his legs around her body and pulled her in close, almost as if he were the woman and she were the man who had just heartily fucked her. It was so lewdly kinky and yet so tenderly intimate that Melissa's heart melted and she finally understood what John had been saying about not being bisexual but simply sexual, willing and ready to be either male or female as the situation required, but always ready to make those she love feel physical pleasure and deep abiding love.

"Oh, Keith," she murmured softly, "Sometimes I wish I had a cock so I could completely make you my woman."

Her brother blinked several times, appearing to be startled that Melissa had intuitively grasped something deep in his core. And then he seized her about her neck and began kissing her with wild, passionate abandon, moaning as he did so that he loved her so much and always would.

"Hey, you two!" Stephanie called out good-naturedly from beside them, "You guys need to be careful or someone's going to think you're in love with each other."

"Oh, but we are!" Melissa cried unashamedly. "We are! So much! Just like you and Brad are! Keith and I could both see that – the way you looked at each other when you came! It was – well, it was just so beautiful, that's all," she sniffed, feeling hot tears of emotion welling up in her eyes.

Stephanie looked down at her brother and smiled adoringly. "Yeah, I guess we are, aren't we, my brother, my lover," she sighed.

"Yes, we are," Brad confirmed intensely before kissing her avidly. Melissa returned to kissing Keith and for several long minutes as the post-orgasmic tingles slowly faded, both pairs of siblings simply luxuriated in the deep, satisfying feeling of kissing someone they loved with all their heart and soul.

After what must have been thirty or forty minutes, during which the couples languidly dozed and resumed kissing, Melissa finally raised her head. "Uh, what time is it? Are we supposed to be getting dressed?"

Stephanie glanced over at the bedside clock. "Oh, fuck!" she swore. "Yeah, we've got to pull some clothes on now!"

Melissa hurriedly got to her feet and grimaced as she looked down at her brother's quim and urine-soaked panties. "Sorry, Keith. I know we'd said you'd wear those panties this evening, but I can dig a clean pair out of my suitcase if you want."

Keith smiled easily, "Naw, don't bother. I like carrying around the souvenir of you, and besides, who is going to object to a little piss? Mom?" he snorted.

"Hmm, yeah, you've got a point," Melissa giggled as she rummaged on the floor to retrieve her own clothing.

They had just finished tugging on their apparel when Stephanie peered out through the blinds of the bedroom window to the front and cried, "Oh, my God! They're here!"