“Bye,” shouted Mom as she and Dad left for the airport.

The door closed behind them, and the house was silent.  I loved my parents, but at twenty I enjoyed having the house to myself, not that I was completely alone.  My sister, Emily, who had not long turned eighteen, hadn’t gone with them. We’d already agreed, however, to keep out of each other’s way.

Fine with me.

“You only want to go in your room and watch porn anyway,” she’d spat at me the other night.

I hadn’t replied. 

It was true. I enjoy erotic videos like every adult male. Now that Mom and Dad were away for two weeks, the volume could go up a bit more, instead of hiding and pretending I was doing university work at eleven at night.

“I can hear it, you know,” Emily had said. "It's disgusting.”

I’d rolled my eyes and walked away.  There was no point in arguing and we hadn’t spoken much since then.

I heard the side door open.

“They gone then?” Emily asked as she walked in, her arms full with two crates of beer.

“Yeah, just a few minutes ago,” I replied.

She flipped her heel and kicked the door shut behind her.

“Who’s all that for?” I asked.

She smiled.

“Got the girls coming over tonight, haven’t I?”

I’d forgotten about that.  We weren’t allowed parties like you see on TV shows, but we were allowed a few friends.  Unfortunately, mine had all gone home for the summer break, hers, however, hadn’t.

I groaned, still not alone.

She strode past and made her way through the door to the kitchen.

"Well, I hope you’re not taking over down here, I’m watching the football tonight,” I yelled.

“No, don’t worry about us.  We’ll just stay in my room.  You’ll only hear us if we need a beer,” came the reply.

“Too right,” I muttered to myself and flicked the TV on.

Spreading myself over our large leather three-seater sofa, I skimmed through the channels.  Nothing worth watching, afternoon TV was so dull.

After a few minutes, I’d turned the TV off and decided to head to the gym for a couple of hours, it felt a bit early to stick some porn on, besides, it was better after a few drinks when I was more relaxed.

Not bothering to change from my basketball vest and joggers, I shoved a towel, shorts, bottle and some deodorant in my bag.

My sister had disappeared to her room upstairs, so I yelled to her that I was going out.  I got a simple “Okay,” grabbed my bag and headed to the gym for a few hours.

When I returned home, I called to let her know I was back, receiving another “Okay,” as acknowledgement.

“Have you had something to eat?” I yelled.

“No,” she replied. “Do you wanna order a pizza or something?”

“Sounds good,” I agreed.

Grabbing my phone, I pulled up the app for the local takeaway and placed the order.  Twenty minutes later, there was a knock at the door.

“Pizza’s here,” I shouted.

The floorboards creaked, as they always do, there were some heavy steps, and then her door slammed.  Within seconds, she flew down the stairs, leapt over the arm of the sofa, and landed perfectly beside me. 

She was already in her pyjamas, always a size bigger than she needed.

I flung the box open and we hungrily tucked into our meal.

“What are you watching?” she said with a mouthful.

“Dunno, some DIY show, I think.  Nowt else on.”

We sat and watched the dull programme in silence as we ate.  We didn’t hate each other, but we rarely had common interests to discuss. Usually it was mum or dad that started conversations.

Unable to keep this up, I finally broke the silence,

“What are you doing tonight with your friends?” I asked.

“Just girl stuff.”

“I don’t know what that means. What do you actually do?”

“You know, talk about boys, makeup, shopping,” she answered.

“Really?  You actually talk about that?” I laughed.

“No, you dick.  None of your fucking business what we’re going to do,” she shot back at me.

“Besides, you’re probably gonna watch the football, have a wank and then go to bed. So I don’t know why you care.”

“I don't!” I shouted. “Sorry for asking.”

I finished my pizza and stormed up to my room, switched my PC on, and thought about relieving my stress, but I didn’t want to give her the satisfaction of being right. Instead, Call of Duty went on for an hour or so, it seemed to do the trick, and I felt a bit better.

When she returned to her room, I went downstairs to get my snacks sorted in time for the game.

As I finished getting my bowl of Doritos, and I'd grabbed a bottle of my own beer from the fridge the doorbell went.

“Em, your friends are here,” I called up to her.

The floorboards squeaked as she raced down the stairs.  Her pyjama top bouncing happily as she sped to the front door.

The key turned and suddenly the room was filled with the noise of late teenage girls all hugging and cheering.

Their voices clashed, completely inaudible over one another. A strong wave of perfume filled the air.

I turned to see her friends swarm through the door. A few of them had huge bottles of alcohol with them; all of them had quite large overnight bags. I had no idea what they’d bring except for a change of underwear, which could easily fit in a rucksack.

“Hi Max,” said Zoe, one of Emily’s nicer friends.

Her gaze lingered for a moment or two before she disappeared behind the other girls.

I didn’t recognise one of them, a tall blonde, who I thought looked a bit like Cameron Diaz in her day, she wore a slim mini-skater dress which just to say covered her ass. Then the last to enter was Lily. She’d never really said anything to me before and only smiled as she entered, she wore a tight top that made her ample tits look like they were trying to escape.

“Ignore him,” Emily said, “c’mon, let’s grab some beers and a bowl to make some punch.  Leave him to his football and whatever else he wants to do.”

She smirked and turned away from me.

I watched as the four of them walked to the kitchen, Zoe held back slightly and my eyes drifted to her leggings as they hugged her figure.  I could’ve sworn that I noticed a hint of a camel toe, which made me chuckle.

The voices died down and I returned to my snacks, only to be bothered a minute later as they retreated to Emily’s bedroom. I deliberately turned the volume up on the TV.

“Don’t worry,” Emily said, “We’re going.  You won’t hear a word from us all night.”

The sound of feet on the wooden stairs echoed through the room, then her door slammed and the TV suddenly felt too loud.

I settled into my night and stretched myself out.

The night rolled on, I’d drank more than I’d planned since I wasn’t enjoying the game very much and became increasingly irritated by the rising noise from my sister’s room.

Great. Drunk, noisy girls in the house.  No chance of getting any sleep.

Zoe came down a few times for another beer, even though it felt like only fifteen minutes since her last one. Still, the outline on the front of her leggings confirmed my initial thought.

As she drifted up the stairs, I stared at her ass with each step, it was perfectly round and the leggings gripped her figure. My joggers felt a little tight, and I shifted my position.

The game finally finished, I felt fairly tipsy and needed to calm myself, after cleaning up my mess, I headed upstairs.

The noise from my sister's room was quite loud and I could barely hear the floorboards as I walked past.

Curious as to what “girl talk” was, I lingered outside her door, which Zoe had obviously forgotten to close properly.

“Yeah, Emily,” Zoe said, “I think your brother's pretty hot. I'd fuck him.”

I blushed. I’d suspected she had a crush on me, but it was good to know I wasn't imagining it. My cock twitched, I'd have been lying if I said I'd never thought about bending her over.

“Me too,” said the girl I didn't recognise.

“Fuck off,” Emily laughed, “especially you, Tess. First time you've met him tonight.”

I heard more laughter, then silence. I assumed they were knocking back the alcohol.

Feeling pretty good about myself, I crept past Emily's door and slipped into my room. My dick was straining against my joggers by the time I'd sat at my PC, Zoe and Tess had both unknowingly made me hard.

I listened carefully, but the sound from my sister's room had quietened, they’d probably passed out. A smile tugged at the corner of my mouth — this was as close to alone as I'd get tonight.

As my PC booted up, I released my hard cock from my joggers, the air hit my skin, it felt good. I curled my fingers around the shaft and held them there for a second.

Closing my eyes, I thought about Zoe's camel toe and her firm ass. My hand stroked up and down as I pictured her.

“Mmmm, Zoe,” I moaned.

“Yes,” came a voice from my doorway.

I snapped out of my trance immediately and froze, my fingers still gripping my cock

 “Max?” she said, “What are you doing?”

The floorboard creaked as she stepped into my room.

“Stop!” I ordered, still holding myself.

I turned my head towards the door, but shielded my body, desperately trying to push my solid dick back into my pants. A silhouette shimmered against the low light behind it, but I couldn’t make out who it was.

“Zoe?” I asked trying to not sound flustered. My heart was racing.

No response.

The floorboard creaked again as the silhouette edged closer.

“Max, did you say my name?” Zoe asked.

I held a breath, daring not to speak in case the wrong words came tumbling out.

Another squeak.

“Don't worry, Max,” she said, “I won't tell anyone.”

Her face caught the soft light from my monitor as she approached my chair.

Her half naked body was illuminated by the glow, the sight of her in her bra made my cock harden further.

She smiled, her eyes lowering to my naked crotch. Reaching forward she slowly stroked my hand.

A cold shiver shot down my spine.

Carefully, she uncurled my fingers and stared at my penis.

“Did you get like that thinking of me?”

Embarrassment filled my cheeks and she wrapped her fingers around me.

“It's OK,” she said, “I guess that you noticed I wasn't wearing any knickers. I hoped you would, Emily had told us that you like to pleasure yourself.”

Her other hand moved to my chin, her fingers lingering lightly against my skin and she forced my head up until our eyes met.

Zoe leaned forward, her cleavage level with my face, my cock still in her grasp.

“It'll just be our secret,” she whispered. Her perfume filled my nose and I breathed her in.

Slowly, her hand stroked my shaft; there was a slight pause as if she waited for my objection.

A few seconds felt like hours. Her hand continued to move up and down. I was powerless as she seized control.

She held my gaze as she sank to her knees, exhaling a warm breath over my tip.

Electricity jolted through me. Anticipation filled the air, the tension thick.

My pulse raced.

Her lips parted, and she slowly wet them with her tongue, her eyes now fixed on my rock hard dick.  It trembled as she kissed the tip, holding her lips in place and she flicked a glance up to me.

Slowly, she slid her mouth down my shaft. I gasped as she took it all in.

“Ahhhhh, fuck,” I moaned.

Zoe pulled her head off my cock. The air hit it and she flicked her eyes up at me again.

“We'll have to be quick so we're not caught,” she said.

I gave a tight nod, and then she pushed forward again, easier than before.

I took a deep breath.

Her head moved faster, bobbing in my lap. She pushed her lips to my base and sucked harder.

“Holy shit!” I groaned.

Her pace increased, settling into a steady rhythm.

Caught up in the moment, I grabbed her hair in a fist, and she grasped onto me.

She paused for a second.

I pushed and pulled her head along my length; she responded to my aggression and slurped my shaft eagerly. The pressure began to build in my balls.

“Oh fuck, Zoe. I'm going to cum,” I blurted.

She continued to move along me and I felt it swell in her mouth as my spunk exploded into her.

My hand pushed her head down to my base and she gagged as I pumped down her throat.

Once I'd finished, I released her and she pulled back.

“Fucking hell, Max,” she panted, “bit rough, but that was awesome.”

I noticed a bit of my cum on her lip, but I said nothing.

She stood up, brushed herself with her hands, and beamed at me.

We gazed at each other for a moment before the floorboards creaked and she disappeared through my door.

A sigh left me. What the fuck had just happened?

She was right — it had been brilliant.

My chair tilted as I leaned back in it, letting my heart return to a normal rhythm. The silence in the house felt strange, thick with an atmosphere.  My bedroom smelt of her perfume.

Then I heard voices. One was definitely Zoe’s; I wouldn’t forget that in a hurry. The other I didn’t recognise. I stayed still, trying not to move my chair, tilting my head to listen.

“What? You blew him?” the unknown voice said.

“Yeah, Lily. He was wanking thinking about me, so I just did it,” Zoe whispered.

“Is he big?” asked Lily.

“He’s about average, thick though. I enjoyed sucking him off. I’d do it again.”

“I might go and do it.  It’s been a while since I’ve blown someone,” Lily said.

My cock twitched at the thought of Lily sucking me off.  We’d never spoken, let alone had any kind of sexual tension between us.

“Well, I wouldn’t do it now,” Zoe said, “he’ll need time to recover.”

They both giggled, but the voices died away and I couldn’t hear anymore, no matter how much I craned my neck. I turned to my PC and powered it down, I’d only put it on to watch porn and had something much better instead.

I slipped off my joggers and pulled my t-shirt over my head, sleeping in anything but my boxers always felt wrong. I got into bed and half pulled the duvet over, my eyes felt heavy and soon I drifted off to sleep.

Zoe was obviously on my mind, the dreams were vivid and we had a lot of sex in them.  I didn’t need her to be a girlfriend, but I definitely wanted to bang her. I was in the middle of bending her over my desk in my dream, when I heard a noise.

It wasn’t from my dream.  One of the floorboards outside my room squeaked.

I sat upright.

My door creaked as it inched open.

Still half-asleep, I rubbed my eyes and tried to focus on the doorway.

“Zoe?” I whispered.

No reply.

The door edged further.

I couldn’t see anything.  No silhouette like when Zoe caught me earlier.

My breathing was loud, my heart pounding.

“Zoe?” I tried again.

Still no reply.

Then I felt my mattress move slightly, as if something pressed against it.

I froze.

My duvet pulled away from me slightly and I saw a hand reach over the edge, instinctively I grabbed it and pulled.

“Ow!” came a cry from the floor.

I yanked on it, and Lily rose from below the bed.

“Lily!” I whisper-shouted, “What the fuck are you doing creeping in here?”

My mind raced, the overheard conversation flew back into my brain.

“Sorry, Max…erm,” she whispered, as I let go of her hand, she rubbed it, wincing.

The pale moonlight lit my room subtly and I could make out her body standing over me, she was only wearing a bra and knickers.

My duvet tented and I shuffled backwards, straightening up as she stood motionless, waiting for me to say something.

“Lily, you shouldn't be in here,” I said. “What's going on?”

I could tell she was nervous. Her head dropped as she shuffled on the spot.

The silence felt heavy.

“I'm sorry,” she finally said. "I should go.”

She turned to leave and a pang of guilt shot over me.

“Wait!” I said. ”What's up?”

She stopped and turned back to me. Her tits caught the light, pushed up high in her bra, looking like they might spill out at any second.

“Well...” she started, “erm… I was talking with Zoe.”

“Oh,” I said.

She shifted her weight, her voice warbled slightly with every word.

“Yeah, erm… she said how… er… she saw you…”

A loud exhale escaped my mouth.

“What did she say?” I said, trying to pretend I didn't already know.

“Well, just… um… how you had your… er… dick out and she… erm… sucked it.”

I patted the mattress beside me and gently tugged her hand, pulling her down to the bed.

We sat awkwardly for a minute, maybe longer. Then I placed my hand on her naked thigh.

“So, what? You wanted to see it for yourself?”

She giggled, nervous and excited. My dick trembled with the thought.

“Yeah, I guess.”

“Okay,” I said, trying to hide the excitement in my voice.

I pulled the duvet back, and she turned towards me, leaning forward to see me in the dull light.

Slowly, I lifted my ass off the bed and grabbed the waistband of my boxers, my hands lingering for a second.

Did I really want to do this?

I thought back to how good it had been with Zoe and Lily clearly wanted this. Who was I to disappoint?

Without another thought, I pushed my boxers to my ankles, and my cock sprang free.

Lily gasped.

The cool air hit me. I stood there in silence, my cock fully erect, and waited for her to say something. Anything.

Instead, she just stared at it.

Her fingers touched my hand, her skin felt soft and warm. I guided her fingers to my dick. She didn't resist.

There was a brief hesitation before I felt her on my shaft, her finger curled loosely round me. I closed my eyes and encouraged her to tighten her grip; her hand began to move slowly up and down. My cock trembled with her grasp.

I leaned forward to kiss her, but she pulled away. I shot her a confused look.

Her hand came away from me.

“What's wrong?” I asked.

“I dunno if…if this is a good idea,” she said.

“Well, Zoe thought it was when she did it,” I replied, instantly regretting it.

Her eyes flicked over to me, her mood shifted. Just when I thought I'd pissed her off, she unhooked her bra and threw it on the floor.

“Well, I'm not Zoe,” she said.

I stared at her perfect tits, even in the dull light, I could make out their shape, her nipples hard as pebbles.

My cock stiffened.

“Well, no, cos Zoe sucked me off,” I joked, trying to get her to do the same.

It hung in the air, she would either storm out or stay, and we'd have fun. There was no middle ground.

“I don't mind giving a blowjob,” she said. “But, if I'm honest, I didn't come here for that.”

“Oh,” I said, disappointedly.

“No,” she continued. Her fingers slid down her body until they reached the top of her knickers. I could just make them out in the light, black silk ones that barely covered her pussy.

She paused as she gripped the elastic, shot me a look, and then whipped them over her ankles.

Fucking hell, she was completely shaved.

My dick throbbed.

“I came here to go one better. I came here to fuck!” she said. Her voice suddenly carried a confidence I'd not heard before.

I was confused.

“Lily? What?” I asked.

She smirked. A look I'd never seen from her.

“Oh, I just act like a timid virgin. I find that I get bothered less if I do.”

My head swam with everything that was going on. I couldn't process it. I'd always thought she was shy, now she was naked in my bed demanding that I fuck her.

She leaned forward and pushed her lips to mine.

I was caught off guard, but melted into her.

She opened her mouth and we started French kissing, my tongue met hers and they danced together.

Her hand reached down and gripped my cock harder than before, making me jump at her touch which broke our embrace.

“Are you sure?” I asked.

She didn't reply; instead, she opened her legs and lay flat on her back.

It was the first time I'd taken in how gorgeous she was. Slim, athletic and perky, now she was horny and up for it.

I knelt by her feet and pulled her down the bed. Eagerly, I shuffled forward until I was positioned over her.

“Fuck me, Max,” she ordered. I liked this Lily; I could definitely get along with this version.

Leaning forward, I felt my tip brush her pussy, the wetness was immediately apparent.

She arched her back as my head dipped into her and I held it there for a moment.

She wriggled impatiently.

“For fuck's sake, Max,” she shot. “Fucking just put it in — oh fuck! ”

I thrust my hips forward and slipped down to my base.

“Ahhhh,” I moaned.

I slowly drew back before pushing forward again, harder than the first time. I leaned forward, my lips close to her ear.

“We'll have to be quick and quiet. Okay?” I whispered.

She nodded.

I covered her mouth with mine and pushed my hips into her again.

Her knees rose around my body and she crossed her legs over my back, allowing me to sink deeper.

My mouth came away from her as my rhythm settled and I rocked back and forth.

“Oh God!” she moaned.

“Shhhh,” I said and pressed my lips to hers again.

My pace increased as the sound of our bodies colliding echoed around the room.

She groaned into my mouth. Her breathing grew heavy and she pulled her face from mine, panting louder and louder.

“You're so fucking good, Max. Oh fuck, God, yeah!”

She grabbed a pillow and cried into it, muffling her excitement.

Her toes hooked my boxers and pulled them further down my ass; I knelt between her legs straightening my back, grabbed her hips and pulled her hard against me.

“Fuuuuck!” she moaned. I continued to pound into her, she moved easily with each slam of our bodies.

My heart was thumping.

I felt my balls swell and my cock throb.

“Oh fuck, Lily. I'm going to cum!”

She gasped under the pillow, and I felt her walls grip my shaft; I bucked my hips as I pumped my load into her.

“Ahhhhhh,” I moaned.

I gave one final push as she pressed back against me.

Exhausted, my body collapsed onto hers, and my face fell between her tits.

I could hear her heart beating fast.

“Wow,” she panted. “I needed that.”

She pushed me off her, smirked and swivelled so that her legs dangled over the bed.

I rolled over on my back, my cock still standing to attention.

She bent forward and gathered her underwear.

“Bye Max,” was all she said before she disappeared through the door.

What the fuck just happened? I thought. I know I'd heard her talking with Zoe, but I'd had no idea what she was really like.

There was a wet patch where she’d been sitting, I leaned forward and tasted it, inhaling her scent through my nose.

I grinned. Even in my wildest dreams, I never thought that this night would turn out like this.

After tugging my boxers back on and the duvet back over me, I drifted off to sleep.

The light shone brightly through my thin curtains and woke me up.  My head was still swimming with everything that had happened last night.

Or was it a dream?

I rolled over, and my chest hit a damp patch, no, it definitely wasn’t a dream.

It still smelled faintly of Lily, which brought a smile to my face.

My cock started to harden; even thinking about fucking her got me hard.

To be fair, she’d been a good shag.

The clock said it was barely after 7 a.m.  The house was still and silent, so I grabbed some clothes from my drawers and headed to the bathroom.

In our house, the only bathroom is on the first floor. It wasn't ideal if someone was in the shower and you needed to quickly go.  It had caused a few arguments, especially with Emily, when I couldn’t hold on for any longer.

“Don’t worry, I didn’t look,” I had to say.  Not that I wanted to look.  She was eighteen and had a fit body; but she was my sister and didn’t interest me in that way.

I turned the shower on to heat up, but I left the light off, figuring that the extractor fan would only wake people up.  Besides, the small window let enough daylight in anyway.

Once the water was warm enough, I slipped off my boxers and stepped into the shower.

Mum had always encouraged us to have a shower in the morning; she said it set you up for the rest of the day.  She probably didn’t mean it that you had to wash the saliva and pussy juice from your sister’s friends from your cock, but hey, it needed doing.

Clean, I switched the shower off and stepped out.  My dick had gone fully flaccid again.

I grabbed a clean towel and began to dry myself.  Halfway through drying off, I caught sight of myself in the large mirror we had in there. I dropped the towel and admired myself; my confidence was pretty high after a satisfying night.

Suddenly, the bathroom handle turned, and in flew the third of my sister’s friends, before I’d had time to say anything, she’d shut the door.

What was her name? I couldn’t think.  She stood looking at my naked body, while only a robe covered her.

“Erm…” was all I could manage.

She smirked.

“Oh good, you’re in here.  I checked your room, and you weren’t there,” she said.

“I’m trying to get dry after my shower,” I said, although it seemed quite irrelevant, now that it was clear that she hadn’t accidentally wandered in.

"Well, I felt left out,” she said softly.

I shot her a confused look.

“Well, Zoe said she gave you a blowjob, and Lily couldn’t wait to tell us that you fucked her,” she said. “So I felt left out.”

Her eyes were fixed on my now fully erect cock.

“I can see that you’re ready to go again,” she said.

As she said that, her fingers took hold of the belt of her robe, slowly pulling one end, the knot came undone and the robe relaxed as the belt came free. It hung down over her knees, I could just see a hint of side boob and a landing strip, but I couldn’t quite tell if she was completely shaven.

Her arms slipped out of the robe and it fell to the floor, revealing her ample tits and, as I’d thought, a landing strip leading down to her snatch.

She followed my eyes.  It was hard to know where to look.  This was the first of my sister’s friends that I’d seen naked in daylight.

“So, you like my body then?”

I nodded.  My cock was rock hard.

“Well, would you like to be inside it?”

I gave her another nod.

“Lie down,” she commanded.

I shot her a quizzical look.

“Lie. Down!” she said again, her voice carried an authority that made me comply.

I got myself comfortable on the floor, my cock stuck up like a flagpole.

She shot me a naughty look, the kind you see in cheesy porn movies, except this was real. Dropping to her knees she settled between my legs and took my dick in her hand, her grip felt strong and she held it in place.

“We don’t have much time before the others wake up,” she said.

Then, without another word, she looked me dead in the eye as she sank her lips over my shaft.

“Ooooooohhhh,” I moaned.

Her eyes didn’t break contact.  She moved her head up and down a few times. Her mouth felt amazing on my cock.

Her lips popped as she pulled off me.

I was helpless.  I couldn’t move, totally transfixed by the gorgeous blonde bombshell.

“There,” she smiled. “That should be wet enough.”

She got to her feet and stood over me.

Her pussy glistened in the light.  My eyes were fixed on it as she wet her fingers and then stroked herself once. Slowly, she bent her knees and aligned her entrance with my dick, as I felt her get close, the heat radiated from her over my shaft.

Then her wet lips parted as she gradually dropped herself on to me, she kept going until she was sitting on my crotch.

I exhaled and pushed my hips into her.

“Mmmmmmmm,” she moaned.

Her hips rocked on my body as I felt myself press deep inside her. I didn’t expect this.  Early morning and I was already balls-deep inside another of Emily’s friends.

The girl wriggled her ass against me and her hips began moving faster.

“Ohhh fuck!” I groaned.

I could feel myself moving inside her. She bit her lip as she muted a moan.

“Oh fuck yeah!!” she panted. “Fuck me.  Fuck me.”

Her breathing was heavy as her ass slapped against my crotch. I could see my shaft as she rose and fell, each time I could barely contain my groans.

Wow, she has got some stamina, I thought after she’d kept up the intensity for a few minutes.

“I’m cumming,” she cried.

Then the light flicked on and the extractor fan started.

I tried to speak but all I could manage was another moan.

The handle turned, and Emily stood in the doorway.

I felt my shaft swell inside the blonde, which forced another cry from her.

“What the fuck are you two doing?” Emily shouted.

I saw Zoe and Lily’s heads appear behind her.

They gasped.

“Go on, Max. Fuck him, Tess,” shouted Zoe.

I couldn’t hold it, and my spunk erupted inside her.

I pushed myself deeper and pumped my hips as my cum spilled into Tess's pussy.

“Fuuuuuuuucccccck!” she screamed.

As I finished, Tess raised herself off me and my cum dribbled down my length, her snatch also coated with cum.

“Erm…sorry sis.  Did you want to use the bathroom?”

Emily was bright red in the face.

“What the hell are you two doing?” she fumed. “Fucking? Tess, you fucked my brother?”

Tess stood up, her naked ass facing me.  I stared at it whilst she spoke.

“Yeah, so fucking what?” she spat. “Zoe gave him a bj, and Lily fucked him too!”

Emily spun around and stared at her friends.

“Yeah, so what, Em?” Zoe said. “He’s a man, and we’re horny women.”

“True,” added Lily.

Emily looked between all four of us. She looked at my still erect cock and smirked.

Her face had turned back to a normal colour.

“Yeah, I guess,” she said, shaking her head. "Well, beats wanking, eh, Max?”

“Yeah.  When’s the next sleepover?” I joked.

Emily pushed Zoe and Lily inside and closed the door.

“I’ll come back when you’re done,” she said.

The floorboards creaked, and Zoe was already pulling her vest off.