Jill let out a breathy sigh as she felt Jenna’s breasts. Jen put her hands on Jill’s ass and started kneading her cheeks, reaching around and under and feeling through her panties for her now-wet vagina. Jill never answered, never gave permission, but it was clear she wanted Jen to lick her. Jen led her big sis the few steps over to the chair and slowly slipped her panties down from under her night shirt, feeling Jill’s long slender legs all the way down. Jill started a sentence; ‘Jen…’, but she never finished. They were totally oblivious to me at this point; I watched their every move. Jenna sat Jill down at the edge of the chair and spread her ankles, one over each arm of the plush chair. Jill’s beautiful pussy was fully exposed to me. It was the most perfect pussy I’d ever seen: Neat and closely trimmed patch of soft brown hair, mostly-exposed fleshy pink lips, pouting partly open, slightly glistening with her moist lube. Then Jenna’s head obscured my view as she began licking Jill’s gash up and down in long strokes. Jill threw her head back in ecstacy as her little sister licked, sucked and kissed her vagina. Soon she was panting; I think Jen inserted a finger; maybe two, but I couldn’t tell. Jill removed her nightshirt in one amazing move, it was over head and on the floor in a split second.
And there they were, Jill’s beautiful tits. Not ‘big’, but long…they stood straight out from her body for what seemed like a foot and their ends were capped with big puffy pink nippples. She was squeezing and pinching them as Jenna ate her pussy; she tried to speak again and failed. ‘Jen…Ohhhhh, ohhhhh, Jen….’ I was wishing I could see some of the detail work that was going on over in my chair, but counted myself lucky and reminded myself that the view from over here was just fine. Jenna and her perfect ass with her short-short pajama bottoms riding up her crack; on her knees in front of Jill’s long lovely legs spread wide; Jill pulling on those fantastic naked tits I’d marvelled at since I was a kid. My two gorgeous siblings were getting it on and I had a front row seat. God I wished I could fuck them. Jill shook in the chair as she came, pushing Jenna’s head into her groin with a grunt. Her nipples looked brown and hard; Jenna reached up to play with them as she brought her sister off. As she orgasmed, her face contorted into what looked like agony. But I knew better. For a second I thought she might scream, but she held her breath instead. Red-faced, she fell completely limp in the chair. Jenna leaned up to kiss her and said something I couldn’t make out. Jill reached down and took Jen’s face in her hands and kissed her.
The sun was coming up soon. Jen left first; Jill followed moments after. I fell asleep wondering if this entire week had been a dream.
The next two days were even more difficult; we had a pretty tangled web of secrets going on and it wasn’t easy to interact naturally. While Jill and I could deal with each other pretty well, never letting the other know something was up; Jenna wasn’t very good at it. I caught her looking at my crotch regularly; she stammered when speaking to me, avoiding eye contact; and she asked what Jill’s plans were for the night about 5 times a day. Jill gave her ‘cool it!’-looks every so often, but poor Jen couldn’t help herself. She was obsessed with what had taken place the other night. Jill didn’t want Jenna to ruin a good thing, sure, but she also knew our parents would have strokes if they ever knew what was going on between us. So saturday night, Jill wanted to cool it for a bit and went out with some old friends from the neighborhood. Instead of making plans myself, I decided to stay in and watch a movie. My parents always retired at around 10, and Jenna was sure to be out ‘causing trouble’; I would have the entire downstairs to myself. But my assumption about Jen proved incorrect; when she found out I’d planned on staying in, she was thrilled.
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