It was 7pm, the evening of my twin stepbrother's 19th birthdays. My mom and their dad had left just before lunchtime, having received a phone call from their grandfather. That was all we were told. They would be away until Sunday, my stepfather had told us. If the boys had a party, which I dare say they would, he told them to make sure they cleaned up afterwards and not to break anything.
When it was my birthday, not so long ago, my 18th, as it happened, I had to go without. As you can well imagine, I was more than pissed off at my stepdad's leniency towards his sons. If the relative was my mom's, she would have insisted I came as well. How things had changed, I realised, since they got married.
The boy's get away with so much more, irrespective of our insignificant age differences. Although I'm not their father's real daughter, he nevertheless scolds me for coming home late while letting Alan and Ralph stay out as long as they want. It might be me, but I feel he is attracted to me. The feeling, however, is far from mutual, while Ralph, even though they are identical in looks, is otherwise appealing.
Some 30 minutes ago I had let Nathan in. He's a black friend of theirs and is studying at the same Academy but a year older. Nathan always tries his best to flirt with me; he doesn't succeed. Not that I'm in anyway uninterested in him.
Jenny, a close friend of mine, bragged that he had a big dick. Quite the slut she is. Me, also, I have to confess, however, I don't go around advertising it. I'm selective with the boys I fuck, not just once or twice, either. That way I'm respected by them which is adequately welcoming.
If there was going to be a party, it was getting on a bit, maybe it was happening somewhere else; they were too young to buy booze, and so I went up to my room to chill out and see what developed, maybe invite some of my girlfriends over for a slumber party, if only to make up for the one I missed out on now that their stuffy father was away.
As I approached the boy's room, the door all but closed save for a small gap, I heard what sounded like a plan to have Nathan buy some 4.5 litre kegs of lager. ‘So, that's why he's here,' I realised, and crept closer.
"That twit of a stepsister will have gone to her friends by the time you get back, big guy. You did remember to call Jenny. Nathan, man, we were relying on you. How the fuck are we going to get shot of her now."
‘Tee hee,' I gloated. ‘You're stuck with me, guys. Oh, this is going to be so much fun,' I regaled inside, only to, in my enthused state, push the door open with my elbow when I brought my hands up to my face.
"Is that you, Tina?" one of them called out. Although they'd whispered their plan, I had caught enough of it.
"Yeah, not got anything planned. I think I'll stay in. You?" I chirped.
‘Now, what!' Their voices, with the door more open, that much clearer.
Almost immediately, the door flew back and there stood Ralph in the doorway. "Tina, about the party dad said we could have, could you maybe be somewhere else, like."
"A party without booze, what sort of party would that be?" I jeered, smiling knowingly at Nathan. "Your dad won't appreciate you hammering his, that's for sure."
"Fuck you, you spoilt cunt!" That was the first time he had said that to me. Cunt! Sexy more than an insult, did he want mine, I wondered, licentiously.
"Is that an offer, Ralph, and I'm not the one who's spoilt, by the way. Who was it who missed out on a party for their last birthday, me!" I exclaimed, only for a lascivious smile to dwell on his lips.
"Okay, you're right, I'm sorry. Stay, join us if you want," he said.
"You mean that," I intoned, and went to give him a hug. I managed to somehow stop myself, though, and instead continued to my room. ‘Ralph fucking me.' Yes, I've fantasised about it many times over until my sheet was wet from the amount I'd cum. Mom knew I wasn't a virgin, she even had a caring boyfriend break me in. She washed my sheets without saying a word. Whether it was out of guilt, I don't know, but he was a gentleman with me.
Laid on my bed, I had the three of them not far from where I was, three hard cocks, two white the other black. ‘What fun we could all have,' I mused, as I drew up my summer dress and then slid my fingers into my lacy thong. My clit, as always, when I dream about Ralph, was hard and at attention. The sensitive tip had protruded from its sheath and I drew the hood further back as I stroked myself. Biting my lip, I soon brought about a small yet plentiful climax moments before there was a knock on my door.
Quickly, I withdrew my hand, my fingers sticky and no doubt smelling of my feminine scent. ‘Yes,' I called out, as I pushed down my dress and then sat up. My face was glowing while my neck was vaguely florid, I noticed from my wardrobe mirror, the one I let Bobby Andrews fuck me in front of when everyone was out last Tuesday.
"Nathan's gone to get some booze," Alan, now come to see me, said. He had to have noticed my face, though, hopefully, not why.
"I heard you talking. I'm not the child sister, stepsister you think I am, Alan. I'm 18, an adult," I reminded him. That said, their dad impressed upon me, more so than his boys, ‘while I am under his roof...!'
I'd just then cum, albeit at my own hand. Ralph's innuendo had gotten to me. I was, would be, but for how long, alone with three studs, two of them my stepbrothers. I wanted to be so downright dirty, filthy, even, show them, once and for all, who I was. No longer the snotty kid they thought me to be when we were growing up and at school, but a woman, an adult, one who knew how to play the most adult of games; and then there was Nathan.
As I sat on my bed, my legs slightly open, and had those thoughts, I observed Alan appear to move his gaze over my body. Was he actually undressing me, I wondered. I motioned my legs further apart and moved my arms behind me, reclining, wantonly, for him thereafter.
"He shouldn't be long. I'll let you know, sis." And with that, he turned and left.
Through the separating wall, I heard the low noise of them whispering. ‘I wonder,' I thought, ‘had they heard of the drinking game? Surely they had, they certainly should have...!'
Some while later, I heard the front door close. "Got it, guys," Nathan called out, and then trudged up the stairs.
"Well done, big guy. No trouble, I take it."
"None. That fake ID you got worked."
"Shush, keep it down, don't let...!" Meaning me.
‘So, that's the big secret I'd overheard them whispering about,' I realised.
Shortly afterwards, there was another knock on my door.
From outside, one of my two stepbrother's invitingly said: "We've got some drink, Tina. You're willing to join us."
"Just coming," I rejoined, only to realise the intimation of what I just said.
Checking my curly blonde hair in the mirror, irrespective of what I wanted to and hoped would happen, I quickly combed my fingertips through my tresses and then went to join the three men.
Although I wasn't one for straight lager, nor any bitter drink, as it happened, Nathan had bought a bottle of lemonade and some plastic cups. ‘Perfect for the drinking game,' I cheered, as I took the offered drink from Ralph.
"What about some games?" I suggested.
"I'm game," they each agreed, leaving me to no doubt decide.
"Have you ever played the drinking game?" I proposed, and then waited to a count of three before explaining. It's said that, if someone doesn't respond within that time, they clearly don't know the answer.
"We each take turns at flipping a coin, the size, within reason, far from matters, Into one of the others empty cup," I began to explain.
"Sounds okay," Alan exclaimed, dismissively.
Unperturbed by his flippant demeanour, I continued: "If you miss, you have to take a 3 second swig of your drink," I told them.
"Sounds alright. Yeah, I like that," Ralph applauded.
"I'm in," Nathan agreed.
"Okay, just...well," Alan crooned.
After some 30 minutes of the game, each of us had emptied our plastic cups three times over, and that's in addition to taking sips in between playing.
"Hold your, hic, cup still, Ralph," I said cheerily, as I took aim.
"Are you alright, Tina? We can stop if you like," Alan offered.
"What! No, this is, hic, fun."
"Sure, but where's it going," Nathan, his voice as merry as I felt, posed.
"I've an idea," piped Alan.
"If you miss, you have to remove an item of clothing."
"And if I get it in brother Ralph's cup," I cooed, suggestively.
"Then he has to remove an item of clothing. Just no more drinking, Tina, you've had enough."
‘Spoil sport,' I thought, and then said: "You just want to, you know."
"What," Alan pushed.
"What I've got under my dress. You'll all pick on me, it's not fair," I responded, my tone still merry, all the same.
"Hear that guys, sis thinks we want to see what she's got. Come on, Tina, we're older than you, we've, all three of us, seen a naked girl before."
‘Yeah, and that's just the half of it, you letch.' Trust Ralph to come to my rescue, though.
"What if we go in pairs? Tina and I and Nathan and you."
"Okay," Alan was quick to agree.
"My go, then," I posed, and flipped the coin.
‘Damn, missed,' the coin catching the lip of Ralph's cup as my sexy stepbrother held it slightly forward, ‘Emn, did he want me to get it in there,' I mused, as I reached into the side of my sleeveless dress and unhooked my bra. Sorry, Ralph, I'm not that charitable, and held my cup upright. Yay, he missed. Although Ralph removed his shirt, my gaze went straight to his waist.
Like Nathan and his twin, Ralph wore his jeans lower than they were intended. A couple of good sizes bigger and so low that the bottoms dragged along the floor, even though they had been turned up. Consequently, the waist hung some four inches lower. ‘Emn, is that a hard-on,' I noticed, as I awaited the other pair's go. Direct hits, both.
To tell the truth, I wasn't as drunk as my stepbrother's thought, far from it. Likewise, I didn't care if I hit or missed the cup. Nathan had poured all of my drinks and he had made sure there was enough lemonade to balance the lager.
I took aim, flipped up the coin and it spun in the air. We watched, each wanting a different outcome as it did quick summersaults towards Ralph's cup. ‘Pip', as it tapped the rim, then, ‘plop, when it fell inside.
"I got it in!" I exclaimed, my voice clearly exuberant.
"Calm down, Tina, it's just a game," Alan reminded me. It may be a game to him but it was more, way more than a game to me.
"Uh-uh, not just the belt," I protested, as Ralph, having unbuckled his broad belt, went to remove it.
"Whoa, hold on, Tina. One item of clothing we agreed."
I wouldn't call a belt an item of clothing; however, I was too horny to even consider arguing with them.
"Now, your jeans," I demanded, when Ralph missed.
"If I didn't know better, I'd say you two were playing a game of your own," Alan suggested, smugly.
"Change places, then," Ralph averred.
"Once they've had their go," I quickly added.
"Okay!"
"Right!" I agreed, only for Alan to miss; well, both of them, in fact, and with that, they each removed their shirts. ‘Was Nathan's body ripped or what,' I thought, casting a glance to him as my step brother's changed places.
‘Give it your best shot,' Alan's eyes seemed to say, before I flipped the coin up. ‘Hey,' I exclaimed to myself, as he, unnoticed by either Ralph or Nathan, moved his cup. It was now my dress or thong. From having stroked myself off earlier, it had become more than just moist. Now, though, and as we played the game, it was damp. Either way, dress or thong, they would surely see my wetness. I decided to risk it. The thong was maroon, a dark red, obviously.
I hitched up my dress and slipped my hands underneath the bunched up material. Although I managed to draw down my panties, as I stepped out of them I noticed what they must have also, that they were dowsed with my cum and arousal juices.
"Hold it still, Tina, this one's for the boys," Alan chortled, as he took aim.
I was trembling, not out of being cold or fear, but the anticipation of what they would do. I'd only had one boy at a time. Just one solitary guy. Now, though, there would be three of them, my stepbrother's and Nathan. One at a time, taking turns with me or two and then three. I had enough accommodating holes for them to fill, that was for sure. I took two deep breaths, one after the other. This was to have me naked and fuck me to oblivion.
I concentrated on holding the cup still. ‘Hell, why should you,' my inner demon exclaimed.
‘Come on, Alan, give it your best shot,' I fixed a look back at him. He missed, he actually fucking missed. No belt, either, so off came his keks.
When Nathan lost his next, he charmingly remarked: "You just want to see our johnsons."
"Too fucking right I do. King fucking Kong, according to Jenny," I announced.
"Hey, we're just as big, sis," Alan rejoined.
"From my experience, stepbrother, and I've had quite a lot," I boasted, "black dick is way bigger."
"Stepsister, or not, Tina, you're going the right way to...ungh," Alan exclaimed, controlling his outburst, which I nonetheless finished for him
"To what, get fucked by you three. What's stopping you? That is where the game is going, right! Before too long I'll be naked and so will you. Why pretend. You want me, you all want me, face it," I said; and with that, I reached behind me, undid the clip and zip at the back of my dress and let it fall down.
There I was, stood naked amongst them. Their cocks, or, more to the point, the bulges in their boxer shorts, responded.
"Are we gonna do this. Tina's our..."
"Stepsister," Alan cut his twin's sentence off, while Nathan, to whom I was further unrelated, licked his lips and stroked his black ‘Johnson' as he'd fondly referred to it.
‘Here, let me,' my mind said, and with that, I was soon knelt before him, my hand relieving Nathan's almost immediately.
"Come on, what are you two waiting for, a fucking invitation," I jollied, looking from one startled twin, Ralph, to an agreeable one in Alan.
"Grab my hair if you want, it's all fine by me," I intoned, as I stroked the warm black dick my hand had barely a full grip on; Nathan was damn thick, also.
"God, you're such a slut, Tina," Alan remarked, as I, having taken Nathan's black rod between my warm moist lips, began bobbing my head back and forth along its thick length.
"Urmn," I murmured, both as an agreed reply and from the enjoyment I get from sucking cock, which I continued to do, even after Alan stepped behind me and began urging me forward to meet Nathan's forward firm hip swings.
"There you go, get it down your throat, then you get on the end of mine, sis," Alan said, and urged me forward, only to then hold my head still. Thereafter, and until he fired his hot creamy black cum juice in my mouth, Nathan fucked the head of his cock monster in and out of my throat.
"Wow! The slut drinks cum, also," Alan regaled; after which, he turned my head towards him and in no time at all, I had his warm firm cock between my lips.
God, he wasn't kidding when he'd mentioned that his brother and he were just as big. Not thick, though, I noticed, but long, enough to fill my throat with a good inch left, which he soon had fully inside me.
"Now, sis, be a good little slut and let me feel that lovely warm wet tongue of yours slide over and around my cock. Oh, yeah. That's it, just like that," Alan said, encouragingly, as he slowly, at first, flexed his hips back and forth while holding my head in check.
"I bet you didn't think we'd be doing this, Ralph," Alan boasted, and then worked his hips that bit faster but constant. If he was going to cum, and I didn't doubt it for one second, he was going to make a meal of fucking my mouth and throat first.
"Gluh," I found myself vociferating, when he held my head still and subsequently fucked the turgid head of his cock in and out of my throat and with some alacrity. Moments later, though, and as he held me to him, he fired his boiling hot spunk, least that's how hot it felt, right down my throat. Not once considering I wanted to taste it. ‘What a waste,' I thought, only for him to withdraw himself and then stop to eject the last amount on my tongue. ‘Emn, delicious,' I relished, as I savoured the taste.
Ralph, on the other hand, seemed hesitant, even though he had his cock out, waiting for me to do as I wished and wanted. Not saying a word, I simply smiled up at him as I took a hold of his equally proportioned cock to that of his twin's and then slathered my tongue around the glans, which was more than acceptable to him.
He moaned, though, when I smooched the head while teasing the sensitive area just below the rim with my tongue tip. A short while later, I was slowly sliding my warm moist lips down and then up my stepbrother's warm long firm dick. No hands, not even from Alan or Nathan on me as I enjoyed the moments and minutes as I sucked Ralph's length and swirled and swished my tongue around his warm veiny shaft. It was in that moment that I noticed a difference between them. Ralph's veins were more prominent.
That drove me on. Almost immediately, and of my own volition, I was fucking my throat on the head of Ralph's cock, and not long after that, he was spurting his warm sticky loads, three of them, in my mouth, on my tongue and up the walls and palate of my mouth. I held him to me and let gravity take its course while relishing the sweeter taste of his delicious cum. A most enjoyable vintage indeed having he turned 19 that morning.
After that, hands, those from Alan and Nathan, grabbed me up and carried me to Alan's bed, which, unlike Ralph's, was away from the wall. Having dropped me on his bed cover, I got another mouth fuck from Alan's semi-hard cock while Nathan bowed himself over my lower body and began licking the crease of my wet cunt lips as he stroked my clit.
Certainly not wanting Ralph to be left out, I beckoned my stepbrother to me and offered him my tits to lick, suck and nibble my nipples, which he was soon ministering to. Not long afterwards, my body gave into and enjoyed a most wonderful glowing climax. I even, as I came, wrapped my legs around Nathan's head, almost suffocating him, I noticed, when I heard muffled gasps coming from my pussy and then looked down to see.
"Steady on, Tina," he gasped afterwards, only to slip his hot pink tongue, which was quite long, also, deep inside my overly wet sex.
So that I wouldn't be able to close my legs again, Alan, who was leant over me in an upside down 69 position - the woman being the one who is usually on top - worked his, by then, firmer cock in and out of my mouth, so to speak, while holding my thighs, at the very least, down.
"Stick some fingers up the slut's ass, Nathan," Alan directed him, and with his attention down there, he, Alan, extended his tongue and began licking my sheathed clit.
‘Oh my, God. Oh, my, fucking, God.' Between the three of them, they managed to have all my erogenous zones tapped. I gurgled and moaned around Alan's cock. I even managed to urge my head up and got more of it inside me as I hurtled towards yet another glowing climax. When I came, I'd somehow had the half-conscious instinct to brace my hands on the bed, that gave me the impetuous to buck my hips at Nathan as he continued to tongue fuck my pussy and lick up most of my escaping juices.
After that, he was up and between my invitingly accommodating spread thighs, his cock rampant and menacing as he stroked it. Alan had pulled back his head by then, which gave me a clear view between the valley of my 38C tits as Nathan posed his big black dick, which he presently had sliding along and between my wet crease several times, before it dived, head first, into my warm wet pool.
Bliss! Bliss overcame me and I gave myself to a most wonderful fuck from the big guy, aptly named for the stature of what he was feeding my pussy as he stroked my clit with the same perfect rhythm that he fucked his warm firm thick length deep inside my horny wet cunt.
My mind urged him to fuck me, ‘do it hard, Nathan, I can take it.' Not long after, and as if he could read my erotic thoughts, he immediately responded. Having made me cum, he took his slick coated cock from me and then switched with Alan.
With Nathan stood to the side, Ralph, this time, holding my thighs down, I supported his black cock by his balls, lovely big cum heavy ones, and licked all around and over his blackness, tasting myself on him before devouring his thick length and, yet again, slathering my tongue around his warm shaft as I sucked and slid my lips down and up his black sceptre.
Alan, though, couldn't wait to get his warm hard cock up inside me. He thrust it at me, time and again, while stroking my clit the same. Okay, so my stepbrother didn't go down on me, he did, though, make me cum twice before he ceded me to Ralph.
"After this, after Ralph's had the slut, what say we all get a taste of her. I especially want her tight little ass on the end of my cock. What about it, sis, you up for some ass fucking!" Alan chortled, knowing, full well, with me gorging myself on Nathan's prime dark meat, I'd be too engrossed to reply, which I was. I did nod my agreement, though, shortly before Ralph asked me to get up on my hands and knees; the doggy position for him, I noted.
Like that, they could and most certainly did, spit fuck me: a long firm cock driving deep into my wet cunt and wet mouth, horizontally, barely meeting but seemingly like a bar, one that, in centuries gone by, went through the carcass of a small animal, a boar, as it was roasted and turned over a fire.
Okay, so I wasn't turned, however, that's the thinking behind the position, one that I welcomed all the more when Ralph stroked my clit as he fucked his warm firm length deep inside me and had me cumming as well. After that, and certainly not the shy stepbrother of however many minutes ago it was, he knelt himself lower and then I felt his tongue slither along my fuck lips, which he sucked on individually and then together, and all while he worked three of his cum sticky fingers up inside my ass.
"Hurmn," I lowly moaned my pleasure, and again, only, this time, more languid, when he replaced his fingers with his warm wet tongue. Not inside my ass, though, but chasing it around my asshole, which he exposed with fingers of his left hand.
"You missed a treat, Alan," he regaled afterwards, and then slid beneath me before positioning his cock, which I then slid down on.
Again, I was overcome by bliss. More from the fact that I was about to have my ass and mouth filled with cock, all three at the same time, though. Nathan was already in position, and so I didn't wait for Alan to get behind me. I sucked his black snake deep into my mouth, only to feel Alan's tongue on my ass.
I moaned my unexpected pleasure and came as a result. With Ralph spreading my ass cheeks for his twin, it wasn't long afterwards that I felt the warm turgid head of Alan's cock push against my tight opening and then slide in.
Despite his earlier demeanour during the drinking game, Alan moved his cock slowly and considerately, with regards to where it was; being urged ever deeper into my tight little asshole. Thankfully, his was the only one that was moving at the time and so I was able to concentrate, focus on the pleasure that was searing through me. It's not like I hadn't taken a cock up my tight little ass before. On the other hand, those of the twins, although quite manageable compared to Nathan's broader black one, were just as long as his black snake.
"God, sis is lovely and tight, guys. You alright with this, Tina?" he asked, as more of his warm firm length intruded upon my ever widening asspipe, least that's how it felt.
"Yes, don't stop, Alan, I want all of you inside me, then I want you all to fuck ME!" my voice elevating when, as I said ‘me', Alan jerked his weight forward and filled my tightest hole up. After that, he gave one more solid thrust of his hips and I felt his balls against my exposed ass cheeks. He was in, all the way in my ass.
I moaned, languidly, and began rocking back on the trio of lovely warm hard dicks that possessed me. I didn't care who's they were, or if it was wrong or taboo. I just lost myself and wallowed in the pleasure that was slowly churning around inside me, simmering away until the right moment. When it came, I climaxed so hard that my walls, those of my pussy and ass, clenched and unclenched on the twin's cocks and soon I felt a double warmth explode inside me.
"Fucking lovely, guys," I commended them, before returning my attention to Nathan and his black sceptre.
With his hand on my head guiding me and some wonderful cocksucking on my part, he was soon filling my mouth and throat with his hot creamy cum, and for a second time.
"You're still a slut, sis," Alan intoned, as I went between them, sucking each one and draining every last morsel of cum from his balls.
After that, and whenever the opportunity presented itself, the twins and I enjoyed some good wholesome family fucking, while our parents were none the wiser of it, thank God.
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