The next morning, Marc and Steffi were sitting in the kitchen sipping tea in unbroken silence. They had not had a chance to speak since the chaotic mini-orgy of the night before, but both of them knew what the topic of conversation was to be on the morning after. Steffi saved her brother the trouble of asking.
"We've got to talk to Fast Jimmy," she said.
"Fast Jimmy?" Marc asked, trying to look casual as he sipped at his tea. The adventures which they were encountering in their search for Michael were becoming increasingly outlandish, but Marc was secretly beginning to look forward to them. On the one hand, he highly disapproved of the wild life-style in which his kid sister seemed to be involved, but on the other, he was having a ball being part of it. He did not intend to let her know about his mixed feelings.
"Fast Jimmy owes Michael more than five-hundred dollars. Jack was almost sure that Fast Jimmy would know exactly where and when to find Michael. Jack spoke to Fast Jimmy for me and set up a meeting. I'm going to the apartment tomorrow night."
"Correction," Marc said, feeling as if they had been through all this before, "we're going to the apartment tomorrow night."
"Marc, Fast Jimmy specifically said to send only one person."
"Then I'll go," he declared.
"But…"
"I'll go," he said firmly, his masculine ego swollen with his own sense of power.
"Will you promise me one thing?" Steffi asked.
"What's that?"
"Take care of yourself," she answered.
Marc smiled broadly and kissed his sister on the cheek in reply.
Marc and Steffi decided to spend the afternoon at the movies. Marc was glad that Steffi did not seem so preoccupied with Michael anymore, and he himself relished the opportunity to get away from the heavy sexual scenes which had been so much a part of his last several days. He looked forward to spending a quiet afternoon at the movies with his younger sister, a relaxing sort of lazy day with no drugs, no violence, and no sex.
Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew that only two-thirds of his plan would work out.
He was almost not surprised when they ran into their old friend Marcia on their way to the theater.
"Hi!" she called out. "Where are you going?"
"To the movies," Steffi answered cheerfully, revealing in her tone an affection for Marcia which Marc had previously only suspected in the other direction.
"Mind if I join you?" the busty nurse asked. "I've got the afternoon off, and I haven't seen a good sexy flick in weeks!"
"You're welcome to join us," Steffi answered, "but we're not going to see anything sexy." Maybe not on the screen. Marc silently predicted.
"Oh," Marcia chirped, "still playing the brother and sister game, huh? Okay. Sex can wait."
She shot a meaningful look at Marc and then a more subtle one at his sister. Meanwhile the threesome had resumed walking.
"What's the story on Michael?" Marcia asked, looking around as if she feared being overheard. Marc mentally noted that nothing looks more suspicious than looking around to see if you're being overheard.
"Marc's talking to someone tomorrow night. I'll let you know how it turns out."
Marc was beginning to feel left out of the whole relationship at this point. If anyone wanted to speak to him, she certainly was taking her time about it.
"That's very sweet of you, Steffi. I'm sure the four of us are going to be great friends," Marcia opined.
Marc shuddered slightly at the thought of being Michael's great friend, but the thought of being part of an intimate group including his sweet sister and Nurse Bigtits herself was by no means an unexciting one. He felt the familiar tingling in his balls, but he assumed that his erection was not conspicuous until Marcia spoke.
"Looks like Marc approves," she said, nodding toward his unsubtle protrusion. Marc's immediate embarrassment was soon replaced by the satisfaction of being brought back into the conversation.
"And I for one certainly approve of his approval!" Marcia concluded, smiling and licking her lips suggestively.
Marc reached out his arms and pulled both girls tightly toward him as they walked. The three of them were smiling broadly as they barreled down the street, drawing stares of disgust or envy from the people passing by.
"Don't you ever think about anything except sex?" Marc asked Marcia, his arm around her shoulder and his fingertips just barely making contact with the top of her great breast. She pulled his hand further down toward her nipple as she answered.
"Not when I don't have to," she answered with a grin.
Arriving at the movies, Marcia immediately ushered the threesome to one of the first few rows of the theater.
"I like to get involved," she whispered, squeezing Marc's hand.
They sat in the expected order, with Marc in the center, Steffi to his left, and Marcia to his right. The film began just as they were comfortably seated.
Marcia made it clear from the beginning that she had no intention of letting Marc give his full attention to the action on the screen. As she put Marc's hand on her bare knee, she began to run her finger up and down in the space between his fingers, causing mild shivers of pleasure to course through his groin. As Steffi tightly clenched his left hand, Marc felt his right hand being firmly pushed upward along the length of Marcia's leg. As his hand passed under her short cotton dress, Marc began to massage the soft creamy flesh of the girl's upper thigh. Her hand was still on his, guiding him ever closer to her pubic curls. He gently pulled at the wiry hairs now, his own excitement beginning to build as the girl guided his hand fully into her crotch. Marc resigned himself to forgetting about trying to watch the movie and decided to devote himself to giving Marcia what she obviously so desperately needed.
Firmly clutching the girl's crotch. Marc carefully tickled the outer lips of her vagina, his palm resting softly on her warm pubes. His finger was greeted by dampness, and Marc felt Marcia's finger on his, pushing him in between the folds of her outer lips. He thrust his finger far up into her cunt and discovered that she was already very well lubricated. His finger grew soggier and soggier as he began to slide it in and out of her warm hole. Her eyes were closed now and her breathing noisy as she pressed his hand tighter against her groin. He too was caught up in the rhythm of his thrusts when he suddenly became aware of the tugging at his other hand.
At first, he wasn't sure how to interpret the look in Steffi's eyes. Was she jealous? Did she want a finger up her cunt too? She leaned over and whispered in his ear.
"We should be doing you," she said. Marc looked at his sister in surprise. He was ashamed of himself for having assumed that the girl was thinking of herself. He grinned broadly at the appetizing prospect which she had suggested.
"It's all right with me," he said, "but try convincing her!"
Marcia, in point of fact, had not been so lost in her own ecstasy that she had failed to hear the conversation of her companions. She had already removed Marc's finger from her sopping slit and, as if by pre-arrangement, had unzipped the fly of his pants. She looked at Steffi, and the two girls smiled warmly at each other, two unjealous sexual dynamos aiming their attentions at the same object. Marc was delighted to realize that he was that object.
The two girls extended their hands across Marc's lap, Steffi's right hand clutching Marcia's left. For several moments, the girl's explored each other's hands, feeling girlish palms and fingers without guilt or embarrassment. Marc, in the meanwhile, was squirming in his seat, his pants feeling very full as the two exciting women hovered over his crotch playing with each other's hands. As he watched, their fingers intertwined, leaving a sort of fleshy ring between their palms. It was that ring which lowered itself within an inch of Marc's aching manhood.
"Take it out, Marc," Steffi whispered.
"What?" he said, not hearing, lost in his own lustful fantasies.
"Your cock, Marc," Marcia whispered into his other ear. "Take it out so we can jerk you off."
Seeing no way to argue with such perfect logic, Marc freed his eager member from the prison of his pants. No sooner had it sprung free than the girls lowered the warm ring of flesh down over it, completely surrounding him in the hot embrace of their combined grasps. Marc bit his lower lip to keep from crying out.
The exquisite pleasures which Marc began to experience at that point almost defy description. Each girl had her own practiced technique of masturbating a man, and in combination it was the most satisfying hand-job Marc had ever experienced.
While one squeezed and massaged the entire length of his cock, the other would playfully tickle the bottom surface of the organ, making his balls tingle and his rod stiffen to an even greater, unbelievable degree. One or the other of them would then take up the cause of playing with his balls while the other would run a cool long finger along the length of his shaft. His eyes were tightly shut now as the girls found ever increasingly more exquisite ways to rub, caress, and fondle his over-indulged manhood.
"Why don't you suck him off, Steffi?" Marcia whispered.
"In the movies?" the younger girl asked.
"Why not?"
"Not enough room to get comfortable," she answered.
"Well, let's just jerk him off in our hands and then take him home," Marcia suggested. "I'm horny!"
"You're horny?" Steffi replied with good-natured indignation. "You just had a finger up your cunt! What about me?"
"Okay, okay! Let's not fight about it! Let's just get this guy popped off and take him home where we can really do a job on him!"
The firm warm up and down movement of the girls' hands on Marc's cock had not stopped throughout their verbal exchange. His organ felt good and long and hard in their grasp, and their talk had excited him beyond the point of return. As the girls pushed down one last hard stroke on his cock, Marc could feel the come shooting out in hot jets, covering the seat in front of him. They kneaded him gently now, milking out the last few drops as he sunk into a sweet post-orgasmic oblivion. He felt so good and warm as he closed his eyes and relaxed under the gentle massage of his sagging member. His rest was not to be long.
"Come on," one of the girls said. "Take us home. Aren't you going to thank us properly?"
Marc opened his eyes and tried to imagine which of the girls had just spoken. It was probably Marcia, the more aggressive of the two, but it pleased Marc to think that it might be Steffi. It would be so nice to know that his sister wanted him to fuck her. In the long run, he decided, it didn't really matter who had spoken. Someone had tucked his mostly limp penis back into his pants and zipped up his fly, and before he could think about what was happening, he realized that the threesome was on the street and was very rapidly headed toward his place.
"Well," Marc said when the door was locked behind them and they were safely seated in the living room. "What happens now?"
Steffi and Marcia looked at each other as it they could not believe their own ears.
"What happens now?" Marcia echoed. "You must be kidding!"
"Not at all," Marc replied. "You two may be horny, but, as you will no doubt recall, I had an entirely satisfying orgasm just a little while ago. If you ladies wish to be serviced, you're going to have to arouse me."
With those words. Marc settled back with his hands behind his head and a smug look on his face. The girls looked at him and then at each other.
"Get a load of Mr. Self-confidence!" Marcia said at last. "So who needs him? All right, Steffi baby, let's show old Marc how much we need him to satisfy ourselves."
Steffi's look changed from that of a sexy coconspirator to that of a confused child who is offered some new and strange candy.
"What did you have in mind?" she asked, a little afraid to hear the answer.
"We're both adults, Steffi. Adults are very capable of satisfying each other."
"Well, yes," the younger girl agreed, "but… I mean… two women…?"
"Adults, my dear," Marcia reiterated. "Two adults."
"Like… lesbians?" Steffi asked, reluctant to use the word.
"Steffi, my dear, I think that we have each proved ourselves, beyond a shadow of a doubt, to he ardent heterosexuals. Be that as it may, variety is still the spice of life. Now come here and open my dress."
Steffi, reluctant to appear unsophisticated, looked to her brother for guidance. Marc only smiled, attempting to appear cool but starting to feel very warm on the inside. Steffi shrugged, and approached the already standing Marcia.
"Undo the buttons like a good girl," the nurse instructed.
With trembling fingers, Steffi undid each of the buttons from neck to navel, carefully avoiding excessive contact with Marcia's projecting breasts. When the front was entirely open, Marcia stepped out of the garment and stood dressed in panties and a bra. She turned her back to Steffi and motioned to the girl to unhook the bra. Steffi did so, and Marcia immediately turned to face her. She looked at the bra and then looked at Steffi.
Steffi removed the other girl's bra, again carefully not touching her. Marcia, now wearing only her flimsy bikini panties, breasts swinging free, shook her pretty head reprovingly. "Steffi," she said, "you have breasts, don't you?"
"Of course I do," the younger girl answered indignantly.
"Then why are you so damn afraid of mine?"
Steffi reddened slightly.
"Why don't you take your shirt off?" Marcia continued. "I'm sure you won't feel so self-conscious when there are two sets of boobs hanging out. Just make-believe it's an adult pajama party. You took your clothes off at pajama parties, didn't you?"
Marc saw that Steffi was beginning to feel foolish. It was hard for him to believe that it was the same girl whom he had seen act so brazenly several times over the last few days. Despite her bravado, Steffi was just a little girl at heart.
"Okay," she said, finally, "but you have to undo the buttons."
A broad smile spread over Marcia's face. "I think you're starting to get the idea," she said, stepping forward to open the girl's blouse. When the buttons were open, it was Marcia who peeled the garment off the girl's body. She stood in silent admiration of the younger girl's small bouncy breasts for a moment before taking them gently in her palms. "Very nice," she said.
Steffi withdrew, obviously embarrassed to have a woman touch her breasts that way. Marcia clicked her tongue in disapproval and shook her head from side to side.
"Hasn't anyone ever touched them before?" Marcia asked.
"Of course!" Steffi snapped, offended at having her adulthood challenged. "But not a woman!"
"Who could possibly be better qualified than a woman?" Marcia asked with seemingly unchallengeable logic. "And a nurse, no less!"
"Look at me," she continued, thrusting her chest forward, "who could possibly be a better authority on boobs?"
Steffi looked at the nurse's ample bosom and then regarded her own boyish figure. A smile crept over her features.
"You make me look like a boy," she said.
"Nonsense!" came the reply. "Men like tits whether they're large or small." She shot a meaningful glance at Marc, who, sitting as he was, was sure that his arousal was going unnoticed. He was determined not to look flustered.
"Try as they may to hide it, all men like their sisters' tits best of all," Marcia added. Despite his intentions to the contrary, Marc flushed crimson at that truth. The two girls laughed aloud.
"Touche!" he conceded.
"That too," Marcia said, wiggling her bottom in a non-verbal pun. "Shall we stop this playing and bare our souls completely?"
Without waiting for an answer, Marcia wiggled out of her panties and stood before her friends buck naked. It was all Marc could do to stay in his seat and not grab hold of her curly haired crotch.
"After all," Steffi agreed, slipping out of her pants, "we're not children anymore."
The two girls stood entirely naked now, a fascinating contrast between full voluptuous womanhood and slim willowy girlishness. There was no way in the world Marc could have decided between them. He was delighted to know that he would not have to choose.
"All right, you two," he interrupted. "I give up. I'm excited." He reached out a hand and was promptly surprised at having it slapped by Marcia.
"Not so fast, lover. A minute ago you were Mr. Big-shot. Now you're just going to have to wait a few minutes. Have a seat."
Marc reluctantly sat down as Marcia again turned her attention to the younger girl.
"Is this right?" Steffi asked as the other girl began to study her with long and lascivious looks.
"Are you enjoying it?"
"Yes," Steffi admitted.
"Then it's right," Marcia concluded.
Steffi stood still as the other girl began to run her hands gently along the contours of the younger girl's figure. As Marcia's hands grew firmer and firmer in their caresses, Steffi appeared to relax more and more. In a moment, she was running her own hands along the other girl's figure. Before long, the two were embracing warmly. Marc was feeling envious and very, very excited.
He watched now as Marcia began to gently finger the light brown fur covering his sister's pubis. The girl shivered as Marcia's finger dipped ever so briefly between her thighs before returning to linger in her pubic down. Marcia put her mouth to Steffi's ear and stuck her tongue wetly into it before speaking. "Now relax," she said to the squirming Steffi. Marcia's finger moved between Steffi's thighs now, softly stroking the outer lips of her vulva. Then, with one bold gesture, she plunged her finger deep into the warmth of her cunt. Still too dry for such a daring thrust, Steffi cried out in mixed pleasure and pain. "Relax!" Marcia repeated, gently sliding her finger up and down in the girl's moistening cunt. "You wouldn't be so dry if I were a man."
Marc could tell from the expression on his sister's face that she was starting to enjoy herself. Her initial look of pain was gone now, her features softened and glowing. Marc correctly guessed that Marcia was skilfully toying with his sister's clitoris, rotating it between thumb and forefinger as it grew larger and ever more sensitive. Marc could imagine the waves of pleasure which were flashing through her body. He had seen that glow before.
Marcia's fingers were sopping wet by this time with the juices of Steffi's passion, but still she slid them in and out raising her to ever higher levels of ecstasy. Suddenly, Steffi's body began to spasm violently. She held on tightly to the older girl as Marcia continued to push her fingers high into her slit, rubbing deliciously against her tiny pink clit. When her shuddering was finished, Steffi kissed Marcia on the cheek.
"You know," she said, her voice trembling, "I think I could get into this!"
Marcia returned her kiss with a close-lipped kiss on the mouth and turned at last to Marc.
"And now, my dear, I believe that we're about ready for seconds."
Marc jumped up and quickly removed all his clothes. He felt strangely out of place being the only one of the three with an erection. Marcia stared at it as if with fascination.
"I hope that pole of yours is as sturdy as it looks," she said, lightly touching the under-surface of Marc's organ, "because it's in for quite a work out. Right, Steffi?" Steffi looked at her brother and then at Marcia. If she had been entirely spent a moment ago, it looked as if she had been re-filled and was ready to go again. She flashed one of her prettiest girlish grins.
"You better believe it," she said. "What should we do with him first?"
"Whatever comes natural, dear," came the reply. With that, she pulled the undressed Marc into the group, forming a tight circle of naked bodies. Marc felt the warm squeeze of two downy groins on his erect cock and two lovely arms around his shoulders as he encircled Marcia's broad back and Steffi's slim one with his own arms. For a moment, the threesome just huddled together, enjoying the heat of chest on chest and leg on leg as they rubbed their three hot bodies closely together. It was Marcia who broke away from the circle first.
"I know!" she said, "We'll begin by entertaining you, Marc. What would you like to see?"
Marc hesitated. He had enjoyed seeing Marcia satisfy his sister a moment before, but he wasn't quite sure how he felt about watching her perform with another woman. Although he had never himself indulged in any sort of homosexual activity, he wasn't sure that a little healthy bisexuality wasn't just the thing his would-be liberated sister needed. At least he was glad he wasn't jealous as he suspected he might be with another man.
"All right," Marcia said, no longer waiting for an answer from the male member of the trio, "for our next act, Steffi and I will eat each other out." Steffi flinched visibly at this suggestion.
"Gee, Marcia, I really don't know…"
"Look, kid, did you enjoy my finger?"
"Well, sure, but…"
"And has a man ever stuck his tongue into that honeypot of yours…"
"Yes," she answered, flushing slightly.
"Then I can assure you that you are going to like what I am going to do. A man only cares about getting a face full of juice. I know exactly what feels good on your end. Believe me, I know."
Steffi seemed to relax a little. Marc felt a shiver of excitement in his groin. "What do I do?" the younger woman asked. "Go into the bedroom and lie down on your back. I'll be there in a second."
Steffi left the room as Marcia turned to address the girl's brother.
"I adore being ass-fucked," she said bluntly and, taking him by the hand, led him into the bedroom.
The sight of his sweet, willowy sister lying face up on his bed was almost more than Marc could bear. They had not truly fucked before nor had they discussed their feelings about such an act of unmitigated incest, but the temptation to fuck now and ask questions later certainly seemed to be gnawing at Marc's cock at that moment. He restrained himself as Marcia moved toward the bed.
"Relax," she said, repeating again that most fundamental of all sex instructions. As Steffi seemed to obey, Marcia gently positioned herself on top of the younger girl, face to hairy crotch. With no initial words or gestures, she pushed her tongue in between the lips of Steffi's vagina and begin to thoroughly lick it inside.
Steffi gasped at the unexpected delight of the other woman's tongue scraping the sensitive tissues of her vaginal walls. Up and down she licked, tickling the clitoral bud with the tip of her tongue on each upstroke. For a few moments, she licked in silence as Steffi closed her eyes, bit her lower lip, and rocked her head from side to side in her pleasure. Suddenly, Marcia withdrew her face from the other girl's cunt, her lips and chin dripping with sticky cunt juices.
"Hey!" she reprimanded. "Play fair."
"What do I do?" Steffi asked.
"Eat me out!" Marcia answered with blunt urgency. "Just do whatever you'd like me to do to you."
With a brief moments thought, Steffi plunged her own hot little tongue up into Marcia's vulva, Marcia sighed with relief, and resumed her exploration of the other girl's vaginal opening. Soon, the two women were twitching with the pleasure of licked out cunts and well sucked clits. Marc decided that his days as a voyeur were through.
He sat on the bed, hesitant to intrude on the two women. After a second, he received his go ahead sign from Marcia. The girl simply pointed at her ample ass.
Marc put his hands on the full cheeks of her buttocks and began to rub them firmly. Steffi was startled by the sudden pressure on her face and accordingly plunged her tongue, up deeper into Marcia's cunt. This of course resulted in a retaliatory plunge of Marcia's tongue up Steffi's dampness, setting off a continuous cycle of ever mounting satisfaction for both girls. Marc was glad to know that he was a contributing factor to both girls' gratification.
His hands moved from her lovely round cheeks up to her lower back, massaging and rubbing as they slid skillfully up and down. His hands now at her shoulders, firmly nibbling her neck muscles – to the unqualified delight of all three – Marc positioned himself on top of Marcia, carefully placing nearly all his weight on his elbows. He had no intention of crushing the girl on the bottom of the body pile.
He realized that his erection had receded somewhat, and proceeded to rub his balls and cock on Marcia's ass cheeks. His organ quickly regained its hardness as it burrowed into the crack between the cheeks. When it was fully firm and erect, he pushed Marcia's ass gently forward to inform her that he was ready whenever she was. The girl bent her knees and pelvis carefully so as to better facilitate his entry without depriving his sister of her sweet, sticky feast. When she was in a favorable position, she reached back and guided Marc's penis down toward the opening of her rectum.
Marc waited for a few seconds and then pushed his shaft hard into her rectum. The girl screamed aloud and bit Steffi's crotch, setting off a series of reactions and counter-reactions. Marc had guessed correctly that Marcia was not the kind of woman who wanted to be gently aroused and abundantly lubricated – rather, she was the type who wanted to be fucked hard and fast and very well. That was exactly what Marc had in mind.
Slowly, he began to slide his member in and out of the girl's tight ass-hole. He had never fucked anyone that way before – never really wanted to – and it felt good and different. The tunnel through which his shaft was so deliciously boring was hot and gripping, but not slushy and roomy like a cunt. And yet, somehow her aperture seemed to get ever more lubricated as he moved in and out of her. He decided not to worry about biological details.
Marcia moaned softly as Marc prodded the tender tissues of her rectal opening, spreading her cheeks wider and wider with each thrust of his enflamed battering ram. His cock felt good, full and hard, as it slammed into the girl's hole, and the sound of his thighs slapping against the soft flesh of her well-rounded ass seemed to fill the room with each new surge. He wondered if it felt as hot and good for her as it did for him, if she too felt the explosive tension within, as if someone were winding up a spring which would eventually have to spring madly free in all directions. He knew that his own mad uncoiling was going to be very soon.
Steffi, meanwhile, stationed uncomfortably on the bottom, was growing tired of her career as a pussy-eater. She wanted very badly to be kissed by a man. "Hey, Marc," she said, "I want to be kissed."
Marc barely heard the girl's voice through the wild ringing in his ears. When it got through to him, he reluctantly brought his activities to a momentary halt. If it had been anyone but his sister, he would have dismissed her with a curt "fuck you" and continued reaming his way up Marcia's ass. Instead, he stopped to reply.
"It's okay with me," he said. "Crawl on out!"
It was Marcia's turn to speak up now. "If we're going to change positions," she said, "I'd like to have that monster meat of yours up my pussy."
The idea seemed reasonable enough, and so the threesome was suddenly scampering about into their new positions. After a moment, Marcia was lying on her back with Marc hunched over her, her legs wrapped around his hips. The other girl was still unsure of her proper place. "Sit on my face," Marcia suggested simply. Steffi lowered her dripping twat onto the nurse's face and thrilled as it was immediately filled with the girl's eager tongue. As Marcia sucked expertly on her clitoris, loving the feel of Steffi's juices dripping onto her face, Marc guided his cock into the aching slit between Marcia's wide-spread thighs.
Unlike the tight ass-hole which he had so recently vacated, Marcia's cunt was wide and slippery, dampened not only by her own vaginal juices but by the wetness of Steffi's mouth as well. Some girls are able to exercise better muscular control through their asses than through their cunts, but Marcia was not one of those. While her rectal opening was a tighter one, it was through her cunt that Marcia was able to best grab and clutch at Marc's erect organ. She held him tightly now, milking his hard cock as skillfully as if she were masturbating him, pulling when he pulled back and pushing back as he thrust forward. It was a delicious rhythm, and Marc had forgotten all about the girl being eaten out in front of him until she spoke.
"Hey!" she said, "I came here to get kissed, remember?"
Marc looked at his sister. She was so beautiful seated in front of him like that, her long dark hair disheveled yet still somehow neat over her sweet girlish face. He put his arm around her slender shoulders and pulled her towards him, putting his lips to hers, his mouth open slightly. Immediately, the girl slipped her tongue in the space between his lips. The tip of her small hot tongue was examining him everywhere, feeling his teeth, tenderly scraping the roof of his mouth, dancing delicately with his own larger tongue. Her lips seemed to be prying his lips open now, and in a moment their mouths were wide open in a kiss that was no longer that allowed between brother and sister. Their tongues pushed greedily into each others' mouths, dancing wildly now as the two oral cavities came together as if trying to become one great mouth. So pleasing was this soulful kiss with his sister that Marc had almost completely forgotten about the girl whom he was stuffing below.
"Make circles!" Marcia cried out. Instantly, Marc's attentions were returned to the woman beneath him. Without giving up the hold which he had on his sister – whom he suspected was just as responsible for keeping his cock hard and erect as was the woman whose cunt it was shoved up – Marc began to slowly rotate his pelvis, grinding his dick into the sweet receptacle. The girl sighed in approval.
Round and round he went, the slapping of thigh on thigh replaced by the squishing of prick slushing through well-greased cunt. His circles grew larger and larger, encompassing the entire circumference of the nurse's slit. She moaned in grateful approval each time be made contact with a sensitive wall, and gasped softly when his prick prodded her large erect clitoris. As Marc and Steffi continued their passionate kiss above, Marcia squirmed in pre-orgasmic delight below. Marc had forgotten in the meantime that Marcia's tongue was buried deep in the folds of his sister's hot wet cunt. Steffi was rewarding him inside his mouth as if it were his own pecker deliciously poking up her honeyhole.
Suddenly, Steffi pulled her face away from her brother's. "Kiss my tits," she cooed.
Trying not to miss a beat in his cock-grinding below, Marc moved his mouth to his sister's pert little breasts. Fastening his lips to her pink aureoles, he was just beginning to suck on the taut, pointy center buds when Marcia again vocalized her newest demand.
"Me too!" she called out. "I want my boobs rubbed."
As he continued to lick at his sister's nipples, Marc dropped his hands to the massive bazooms below, putting his palms firmly on the great brown nipples, rotating them in opposite directions, pressing downward and carefully pinching them around their sensitive edges. Marcia squirmed in her pleasure, forking her hips upward to meet each of Marc's downward thrusts. Her hips were revolving in perfect counter-circles to those which Marc was defining, and the exquisite friction was taking its toll on both of them. Steffi, meanwhile, was bouncing up and down on Marcia's upthrust tongue, warming her groin while her brother's licking and sucking of her tits sent flashes of excitement through her chest and down her spine. The threesome spent several perfect moments, licking, sucking, and clutching at cock, tit, and cunt in unbroken silence.
And then, all at once, explosions began to take place. It was, surprisingly, Steffi who began to spasm first, bouncing uncontrollably on Marcia's face.
As her tongue busily lapped up the juices of the younger girl's passion, Marcia became unbearably delighted at having the pretty young thing coming in her mouth. Aware more than ever now of Marc's cock pounding away at her hairy twat, her slippery vaginal muscles began to tighten around his organ, squeezing it and tugging at it as her sensitive nerve endings began to twitch and pop in little explosions all over her body. She was writhing and forking on the bed now, her tight cunt yanking on Marc's cock as her hips bounced up and down, up and down, with exquisite snug friction.
It was Marc's turn, finally, to feel the popping in his nuts as the semen raced through his throbbing cock to flood Marcia's more than anxious cunt with hot fresh come. All three were moaning now as their triple orgasm seemed to spread from one to the other at nearly the exact same moment. As mouths and cunts filled with bodily juices, the three lovers gradually lapsed into silent stillness. As usual, it was Marcia who spoke first.
"Goddamn!" was all she could say. All three began to laugh now as they collapsed in a wet warm happy heap on the bed, rolling and hugging in their mutual pleasure. Mouths were kissing hairy crotches and other mouths in wild abandoned confusion, as the affectionate threesome realized together that sex could mean love too.