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All characters are over 18 years old and are consenting. Do not read if this is not your thing, anyone under the age of 18 should leave immediately. Contains female on male pegging and incest. You have been warned.

Thank you to johnnyforeigner and HotandHollow for editing and proofreading.

My name is Austin, a twenty-one-year-old college student, originally from San Francisco, but we had to move to just outside of Sacramento. I live at home with my mom and two eighteen-year-old sisters. My father died in a car crash when I was ten, and since then we have been on our own and have struggled financially over the years; hence why I’m at a local community college.

I look more like my mom than Father, standing at 5’6″ and weighing 125lbs. I’m not that muscular but have a high level of fitness. I have my father’s brown hair and am blessed with a large penis, around eight inches. I tend to wear t-shirts, skinny jeans (they show my ass off, probably my best feature), and sneakers.

Like Mom, my sisters, Carrie and April, both have long, blonde, wavy hair and light blue eyes. Carrie is taller at about 5’9″ and April is the same height as me. Both of them are blessed with large breasts, I’d guess around a 36D. Their skin tone is a shade darker than mine; I’m not exactly pale, just lightly tanned. Their skin radiates with that sun-kissed California color. Both of them keep in great shape and seem to spend a lot of time at the Gym. They are both the perfect girl-next-door fantasy.

Carrie tends to wear more provocative clothes such as tight-fitting tank tops and denim shorts that show off her pert ass and long, smooth legs. In contrast, April has a more preppy look, often wearing short skirts and light, airy tops. April tends to wear high heels most of the time to try to accentuate her shapely legs.

Growing up, we were very close as a family and still are. We could easily confide in each other. Mom taught us this valuable skill; however, Carrie and April have always been a lot closer to each other than to me, partly because of our age difference and the fact they are twins.

Carrie and April teased me all through childhood and even into adulthood. They would often say I was their little big brother, due to my small stature compared to them. Even Mom has made the odd little joke. Her latest was that I would look like a girl with my hair longer and no stubble.

When I had my first major girlfriend, this would often be a chance for them to tease me. My girlfriend, Sara, was slightly taller than me, flat-chested but had a great ass and fucked like an animal. Carrie always said that she looked more like a man than I did. Sadly, it didn’t work out. She went to college in New York and I couldn’t afford to go all that distance. Sara and I do meet up when she is on vacation or visiting; we have a mutually beneficial arrangement where I get to fuck her all night.

During the holidays I do my best to support Mom. I often take shitty jobs stacking shelves or serving in restaurants, anything to help pay the bills. I also turn my hand to any work needed on the house. We don’t live in an amazing house but are fortunate enough to have a pool and four bedrooms. The twins share a room, so we have a guest room if family decides to stay at Christmas.

So now that you have heard my backstory, here is where things start to get interesting.

It was summer break. I was working at an upmarket restaurant, the kind of place where the rich go to show off to their friends. Where people look down on you like you’re a piece of gum stuck to their shoe. I had just finished a grueling eight-hour shift, received fuck-all in wages and tips, and returned home exhausted at midnight.

I was expecting the house to be quiet and everyone to be asleep. I made my way quietly into my room, trying not to disturb anyone. As I made my way up the stairs, I heard a faint moaning and some giggling from upstairs. It was coming from the twins’ room, and I could see that the door had been left slightly ajar. As I got to the top of the stairs, I could hear voices.

“AAAHHH fuck, Carrie! Keep fucking me! Shit, shit, shit, you know I like it like that!”

“Stop moaning so loud — Mom and Austin will hear us!”

“I can’t help it when you are fucking me so well!”

Something in my head was telling me to walk away; however, my body got the urge to investigate further. I slowly and quietly pushed the door open and was met with a scene I will never forget. Carrie, wearing a black strap-on, was balls deep in April’s asshole, doggy style. On the floor were numerous toys, including vibrators and butt plugs. Carrie had a butt plug up her ass as well.

Mom had always encouraged our sexuality. She never had a problem with having sex toys in the house, and often suggested what we might want to get in order to get off. For my eighteenth birthday, Mom bought me a Nicole Aniston Fleshlight. I still don’t know how Mom knew she was my favorite pornstar. Betturkey It had satisfied me on many lonely nights but it was not as good as the real thing.

The twins had obviously taken the sex toy freedom to the next level exploring their sexualities. Not that Mom would want them fucking each other.

Carrie was really going for it now, abusing April’s little fuck hole. This absurd scene was causing my body to react. My penis was growing larger, straining against my pants. I moved my hand down to my pants and gave my cock the attention it craved. I couldn’t believe what I was doing, it was the hottest thing I had seen in my life and boy was I getting off on it.

“Fuck, Carrie, stroke my pussy! I need to cum so bad!”

“Does my little anal slut of a sister need to cum? Does she need her slutty cunt to be fingered? Will she beg me to make her cum?!”

“Please Carrie, I need to cum! Let me fucking cum!”

“Say, ‘I’m an anal slut who needs her sister’s black cock to cum!'”

“I’m an anal slut who needs my sister’s black cock to cum!”

At that moment Carrie bought her fingers down to April’s pussy and frigged the life out of her. April started squirting and unleashed the biggest moan I had ever heard. Both of them collapsed on the bed in post-orgasmic bliss.

At this exact moment I let out a quiet moan. but not quiet enough — they both heard it and saw me at the door stroking my cock.

“What the fuck are you doing you pervert?!” Carrie whisper-screamed.

“Sorry!” I said, running into my room and locking the door.

Being caught had ruined any impending orgasm, and I couldn’t possibly rub one out now due to shame of what I had witnessed.

The next morning, when I came down to breakfast, the twins were there already. I thought they might say something to me about what I had witnessed, but nothing happened. We had the waffles that Mom had made and some orange juice. The four of us had a conversation on what was on TV tonight. Then the twins helped Mom wash up and I went to work.

It was so normal that on the way to work I thought that maybe it had all been just a dream — just a perverted hormonal dream. It had been a couple of months since I had last had sex and the twins really had developed into sexy women over the last year. I couldn’t help it, I was a guy after all.

However, the reality of last night’s event was soon confirmed when I got home later that afternoon.

April was wearing her trademark preppy clothes. She had a short red tartan pattern skirt on, a dark blue blouse, and was clearly not wearing a bra. Her outfit was finished with blue wedge high heels and messy hair like she had just been well fucked.

Carrie had a white and black crop top on. It was several sizes too small, straining to keep her boobs in, her nipples poking through. This was matched with denim shorts, so short they just about covered her ass cheeks. Her look was finished off with brown leather boots that finished at the knee. Her hair, unlike April’s, was neat and straightened.

The girls were sitting at bar stools chatting to Mom while she cooked dinner. I sat down at the dining table, trying to read a book for college for when I start back in the Fall. Every time I looked up from the book, April’s legs seemed to open a bit wider. Eventually, her legs were wide enough that I could see her pussy. Her pussy was clean-shaven and had meaty lips. I could tell she was horny as her lips glistened slightly.

“Mom? Can we get a PUSSY cat? I think it would be really fun to play with and stroke,” April said in a sultry tone.

Before she said this, I was trying to steal quick glances but had obviously been caught in the process, she was totally onto me and teasing me rotten.

“I don’t know honey,” Mom said quite gloomily. “They can be expensive to buy and look after.”

“Please Mom, we could get a rescue PUSSY cat. We promise we will play with it every day and stroke it every day,” said Carrie rather playfully, lifting her top to expose her big round tits.

I didn’t catch Mom’s reply. My mouth dropped to the floor; I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. April started to fondle Carrie’s large pert breasts, and Carrie returned the favor by rubbing April’s pussy. My cock was now straining against my trousers.

“April, can you get me a tomato out of the fridge?” Mom said, not turning around to see her daughters teasing me.

April got off the stool and made her way to the fridge, shaking her ass in the process. When she bent over, she made sure her skirt went over her ass. I could see a butt plug up there as she twerked her ass a bit.

I was about ready to explode. I had to go upstairs and deal with the situation. As I got up, Carrie noticed the bulge in my pants. She mouthed, “You fucking pervert. Did our teasing make you hard?”

I ran up the stairs and into my room. As I was taking my pants off, I got a message from my phone. It was photos of Carrie and April Betturkey Giriş playing with themselves, each other, and inserting butt plugs. I grabbed my shaft and wanked as hard as I ever have in my life. It was the strongest orgasm I’d had in my life — cum went everywhere.

Another message came through on my phone. “I hope you enjoyed them, Love Carrie and April. X”

I had a shower to clean up the mess I had made on myself, those pictures never once leaving my mind. I had to fight my massive boner despite only just cumming.

An hour later dinner was ready. Mom made us spaghetti and meatballs. I could tell what would normally be a relaxed family dinner was going to be anything but. I sat down next to April, thinking this would be the safer option.

Mom engaged us all in conversation. “How was work today, Austin?”

“Just another shit day. Asshole customers that never tip.” Mom was relaxed with us using profanity. She always says, “If you catch me using bad language, I shouldn’t judge when you all use it. Especially when we’re all adults.”

“At least you are supporting me, honey. What did you girls get up to?”

“We just did some clothes shopping and went for coffee,” Carrie said, giving April a small wink.

“Mom, these meatballs are really good. They are so juicy.” April sniggered slightly when saying this. I could tell there might be some innuendo directed at me.

“April loves juicy meaty balls!” exclaimed Carrie.

Mom wasn’t impressed and gave her a death stare.

“It’s true, Mom. I like juicy meatballs. I like to lick all the sauce from them.” April then proceeded to play with the meatball, whilst simultaneously reaching down into my pants and massaging my balls.

“I thought I had bought you girls up better!” said Mom in mock horror.

Next, Carrie started to play footsie with me, or rather, she started to tease me and I didn’t know what to do. With the girls teasing me, my cock soon started to strain against my pants — I needed a release but this was neither the time nor place.

April moved her hand from my balls and started to gently caress my shaft through my pants. This was pure agony, my face contorting from pleasure and teasing.

Even Mom noticed at this point. “Is everything okay, sweetie?”

“Yeah, everything’s fine, Mom,” I managed to get out. The girls giggled.

“You sure? You seem very fidgety.”

“Just a little uncomfortable on the chair, Mom,” which was a bare-faced lie.

“Alright then, if everyone is finished with dinner, I will grab dessert.”

As Mom left the table, April took a firm grip of my cock and started wanking me. If I wasn’t close to cumming before, I was now. April was slowly jerking me off with an occasional hard tug.

Carrie was immensely curious, giving both of us a wicked grin. She whispered to April so Mom could not hear, “Is he big?”

“Fucking huge,” April whispered back with a grin.

At that moment Carrie came over and felt my throbbing shaft. She gasped in shock. I guess I should take it as a compliment. She whispered in a sultry tone, “You’re not allowed to cum yet, little big brother.” I nearly exploded at that.

Carrie took her seat just as Mom came back in with tiramisu, and April stopped stroking me. Both girls, however, made sure I stayed hard as fuck. Mom, Carrie, and April continued with a conversation. I think it was about some shitty TV show, but it was hard to follow the conversation with what the twins were doing to me.

Just as we were finishing dessert, Carrie gave April a wink, her hand taking a firm grip of my cock, jerking as hard and fast as she could. I managed to last about thirty seconds before cumming hard into my boxers and April’s hand. My orgasm was so powerful, I had to bite my lip. I’m surprised I didn’t make it bleed.

April continued to play with my softening penis, my balls completely spent, and Mom began to clear the table, completely oblivious as to what just happened. When Mom left, April removed her hand from my pants and licked the sticky cum off her fingers. She then reached in again and got some more cum, this time offering it up to Carrie. Carrie cleaned April’s hand like a pornstar and made sure to suck and lick every last drop. If I had not just cum, I would be rock hard again.

“That dessert was delicious, especially that hot sticky cum!” April said to Carrie in a sultry voice.

“Sure was, sis,” Carrie said. “I would say the best dessert of my life. Austin, you can clean yourself up now.” Carrie had noticed the wet patch in my pants.

I want upstairs, satisfied and embarrassed, the girls giggling downstairs. I was satisfied having cum again but embarrassed knowing I wanted more from my sisters.

I soon got my answer when a message came through on my phone. “There is more to come, ‘little’ big brother. X” There was a photo below of the two of them pouting and showing off their tits. I was happy knowing more was to come, but Betturkey Güncel Giriş dreading what they would do next.

I woke up the next morning and found two sets of panties at the foot of my bed, one pink and one blue. They were slightly damp, I guess from the excitement of teasing me last night. I picked up the pink ones, took a good sniff of them, and a real musky scent hit me. The only comparison I could make was with Sara, my ex-girlfriend. Her pussy was definitely not as musky as the pussy that had produced this divine smell. The second pair were more subtle, like an aged whiskey. If those scents could be bottled up, men and women would be delirious the world over.

Once I had finished my sniffing, I decided to hide them. They needed to be in a place where Mom would not find them. Although liberal, Mom would likely kill me if she found my sisters’ panties in my room. The best place was a loose floorboard under the bed. As a child, I hid candy and chocolate under there.

I showered, got dressed for work, then headed downstairs for breakfast. Carrie and April were already downstairs, both in their pajamas, eating cereal. Carrie had on black bottoms with white dots and a white top with a black bow tie printed on it. The top was several sizes too small, which I am sure was for my benefit. It clearly showed the outline of her massive tits.

April’s pajamas were a matching set, pink with white dots, and once again her top was several sizes too small. I could see her nipples poking through a bit more than with Carrie.

I grabbed some cereal and saw that Mom had left a note that read, “Gone to work early for an important meeting. Won’t be home till late. Dinner is in the freezer. Love Mom. OXOXOX”

That probably explained why the girls were dressed in such tight-fitting pajamas. Every now and then I would steal glances at them when I thought they weren’t looking. Their smiles gave away that they knew exactly what I was doing.

We had a conversation about what we were doing today. I told them I had to work, April said she was going to find places to volunteer for summer camp, and Carrie said Mom asked her to clean the house.

I finished my cereal and the girls cleared the table, making sure to wiggle their asses to give me a good look and tease me further. My cock had been semi-hard for most of breakfast. I then left for work.

When I arrived at work, I remembered to text Carrie. “By the way, April and your panties are in my room, under a floorboard under the bed, if you need them back for laundry. By the way, they were a pleasant surprise.”

I almost deleted the last part of the message but decided to send it anyway. A few minutes later I got my reply.

“No problem, bro. I bet you sniffed them like the dirty little perv you are! I don’t want them back just yet. You haven’t finished with them. X”

I wondered what she might have planned, but I had to start work and that meant my cell had to be locked away. My bastard boss hated us having our cells on us.

Work was shitty and dull as ever, the same old routine, with the same asshole customers who never tip that well. There was, however, one nice customer today, a complete MILF in her early forties, with long brunette hair and small perky breasts.

She was celebrating her divorce with her girlfriends from what I can only assume was an asshole husband. I kept the drinks flowing for their table and got a large tip for my efforts, a quick peek of her breasts, and she slid her number in with the $30 tip.

On my lunch break, I checked my cell to see if I had any messages. I had one from April, telling me she had got some summer camp work. I was disappointed there were no photos from either of them.

Towards the end of my shift, Mom came in with her colleagues and boss for a meeting with a new client they were hoping to poach from their rivals. Mom’s boss was a complete douche, clicking his fingers whenever he wanted anything. All the waiting staff spits in his drinks whenever he comes in because he never tips.

Mom had an apologetic look in her eyes for the way he was behaving. I’m lucky I’m not a girl as he always slaps their asses. So to save them from this douchebag, I wait on his table. Their meeting dragged on so long I had to work an extra two hours but was lucky to get a small $10 tip from one of Mom’s colleagues. I was pissed off because it was a table of 15 and they had spent over $400.

When I eventually got home, I just wanted to eat and watch a bit of TV. Thankfully the girls were upstairs, probably doing god knows what to each other. They left me a note to say dinner is in the oven and to text them when I was going to bed.

Mom texted me saying she would be home late. She apologized for her boss’s behavior and told me not to stay up too late.

I ate the macaroni cheese that was left in the oven and chilled out on the couch watching reruns of Friends. After a few episodes, I headed to my room, and, as requested, texted the girls. “Okay, I am in my room. What are you two up to?”

Thirty seconds later a reply came. “Having some fun, do you do fun? X”

“Of course, I do fun. I just get nervous when you two are having fun with me!”

Again, a reply within a few seconds. “Do we make you all hot and bothered? X”

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