Tennis with My Nieces

Tennis Anyone?

My nieces, Lana and Tara had been reasonably sporty while growing up. From their teens they played various sports but always did best with racquet sports. Tennis, badminton, squash, and now, pickleball, all came naturally to each of them. They had great ball control and held the grip firmly under the shaft and head when playing. Both had played to a near state level before drifting away from competition to pursue their own paths.

Tara stuck with sports and had become a fitness influencer herself. With nearly two million subscribers on almost each platform she was on, she was on fire. Body and face matched her personality for quality. She was conditioned and fit beyond belief and often hosted personal training sessions and seminars. She delivered a quality product and her knowledge brought positive changes to all that followed her ideas. She was often on the road promoting herself and presenting so I didn't see her often.

Lana was a writer and photographer. Her massive breasts were often hidden in large sweatshirts to avoid the attention. That's not to say she was shy but rather that she controlled what was done. She was a absolute minx when she wanted to be.

More germane to our story was the fact that I was fucking both of my nieces and their mother, my sister in law, for a number of months now. With that intuition all women have about who is sliding up and down on which dick, Tara had figured out that I was banging her mother and Lana had figured out I was banging her sister and mother. Sounds like a one handed read but the backstory was quite interesting.

As for an overall winner in the fucking awards for the family, I'd rate it Tara first with Becky (my sister in law) and Lana tied for second. Tara is on an absolutely different level in regard to body, health, flexibility, and beauty. The other two aren't lacking but Tara is certainly above both. That being said, Becky has an insatiable lust for me that has grown since she met me. Having never acted on it, there is a floodgate of need that opens when we have some time together. Lana was just quiet need that built through time. For some reason, I am attractive to the women in my family group.

Why all of this backstory? Well, Tara had contacted me about doing some more photos of her but she needed this to be racquet sport based images for a new brand she was repping for. It wasn't a commercial magazine shoot per se but rather images for her social media accounts. We usually have a lot of fun doing the photos at each session and end with some great sex, too. We were going to try to get all four sports in during the single day so we needed a good pace to make sure the light and the settings were right.

She called me the night before the morning's shoot. "Larry, I have a big problem. The sponsoring company wants these to be 'clothing for everyone' so would like me to find a public courts to play on. But the outfits they sent and need me to wear are stuck on a truck in a storm so won't be here until the morning and they need the photos as soon as possible. They also asked me to feature some other women playing with me. How am I going to get this done? I don't know any other influencers here?" She was in tears. All her travel and stress had caught up to her again.

With a bit of thought, I suggested the following. "Let's do squash last as it's inside. I know a club where you can play and we can book courts. The other piece is tennis. There are a number of city run courts. It's just a matter of finding some that aren't too busy to do photos and play. With all the people playing pickleball now, tennis is much easier to get an open court. Hang on, I have another call." I swapped over lines to speak to the incoming call from Lana.

"Hey, Lana, just on the other line with your sister. Can I call you back?"

"Sure, I heard you were coming into town so I wanted to make sure you were coming over tomorrow night to see us. Emily's back in town, too, and in her new place!"

"I will see what I can do but I am going to be pretty busy tomorrow with... hey, what are you girls doing tomorrow? Want to help your sister out?" Lana and Tara aren't super close but will fight to the death for the other if needed.

"Doing what, Larry?"

"Tennis and squash photos for her social media. She needs some other women to play with. To show their ball skills."

"We are there! When are you picking us up?"

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I picked up Tara early the next morning. I had been in the city finishing up some business so didn't get a chance to see her the night before. We headed over to the courier depot where the package had been rerouted. Thankfully it was there and intact. From there, we headed over to Lana's loft. I had the code so we parked inside and took the elevator up. As the doors opened, a couple of teen boys that I see often when I am at their place came out and did a double take. With the doors closing, I heard them say, "He's got yet another fucking hot chick with him. What the hell? Did you see the body on her?" I laughed and grabbed Tara's ass. The yoga pants she had on let me trace her crack.

Yep, another hot chick for sure.

"Later, Larry. Eyes on the prize."

My hand was already on the only prize I wanted to receive.

We knocked on the door and were greeted by Lana. She bear hugged her sister and the two danced around. It had been a while since they were together so it was a nice reunion. Lana pulled me into the hug, too. She made sure her large breasts pressed hard against me and her kiss lingered a bit too long, not that I was complaining. As I recovered from that greeting, Trix came in from the side and wrapped us in her arms as well.

"Hello girls," I managed to say once the giggling stopped.

"Come on in and tell us what we are doing!"

Finally inside their place, we exchanged greetings and got caught up on everything that had happened since we were all together. Well, not everything... Tara started to explain what she needed to do for her sponsorship with Lana and Trix ready to try things. They were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Emily's here, great!"

Emily, one of their oldest friends, came in. She was smiling widely and ran over to hug Tara. They hadn't shared a hug for some time so lingered in the embrace. Trix and Lana smiled knowingly and looked over at me. Aha. Another piece to put into the puzzle. The three girls were 23 to Tara's 25 so there was some difference in age but not much. It certainly appeared that Tara and Emily were much closer than I realized. Breaking the hug, Emily came over to hug me, too. "Larry, I haven't seen you since you gave me the ride home last time. I had such a great time with you." Forgetting herself, she started to nuzzle my neck. I remembered it well.

"Emily, once you finish saying hello to Uncle Larry, can we get down to this?" The intoxicating blush was the same as when she was young and caught in something naughty.

They moved into a bit more catching up but with a scheduled time frame, much would have to wait till after. "Tara, why don't you get the outfits out for everyone to see." She cut open the package and pulled out the tennis skirts she was to wear for the shoot. "Wow, those are... small... did you get the right package?" She checked the sizing.

"They sent only XXS, XS, and S for the outfits. They were supposed to be medium at least." She was quite upset and became concerned for the shoot as this was a major company looking to pivot into sports wear. "They did send along this package of tech fabric thong panties as well in purple."

"I bet they are just like Skims outfits. They will look tiny but fit like a glove. Try one on and see." She took the small over to the bathroom and changed quickly. We all waited to see what she would look like coming out. The tennis dress did not disappoint. It looked like a tennis dress that was painted on. It was, perhaps, two inches below her cheeks and highlighted everything it did cover. "Well, that's a good fit for sure, Tara!" The other girls were in complete agreement.

Emily reached over and stroked Tara's back. "That feels so nice, Tara," and let her hand linger on Tara's butt.

"Girls, grab one you like and let's show Tara how good these will look," instructed Trix, nothing if not supportive. Each grabbed one of the many different coloured outfits from the box and went off to change. Of course, Trix simply pulled off her leggings and t-shirt right there and shimmied into the XXS in virginal white. If Tara's was painted on, this one was tattooed. "I like it... a lot!" She went over to the mirror and turned and twisted to see all sides. We saw half of her ass as she practiced her swings.

"Trix, there are shorts you wear under that, you know."

"Why would I possibly do that?" she replied with a mischievous grin, but grabbed one of the thong and slid it up her legs. "Larry, be a dear and make sure this is on straight." She lifted her skirt for inspection.

"Looks good in the front, Trix, let's see the back." Not surprisingly, it looked good in the back, too.

Emily slipped easily into the XS and looked fantastic. Lean with a lovely set of B cups and slim hips, she still looked like a young teen girl... in a completely inappropriate dress.

Lana, on the other hand, called for help to get the size small on. Trix went in to help her while Tara looked at the other outfits. "There's only these sizes, Larry. What are we going to do?" She was crestfallen thinking of the time and energy she had put in to getting her for the session.

"Well, we can shoot the best we can and check the images to make sure they aren't too racy for your social media. I am sure you know where the line is. I will just shoot from many angles and you choose what you can use. Let the company know this was the issue and this was our solution. It should be fine and maybe generate a bit more hype for them. You all look awesome in the clothing so other than being a bit small..."

Lana came out of the bathroom with Trix. Her breasts strained the fabric of the tennis dress to the point that you could almost hear the fabric on the verge of ripping. It barely hung below her crotch and was just at the crease of her ass. "I don't think this will work but Trix says it's hot." Trix was right, it was hot. Lana did a little spin to show off the dress and we had a full view of her purple thong panties. "What do you think, Larry?" Eyes full of complete innocence looked my way.

"You look good in everything, Lana."

"Try the skirt and crop top, Lana," said Tara as she passed over the other small items. It might help on the bottom. The top..."

She went off to change and with Trix's help, extricated herself from the first dress. When she came out wearing the new outfit, the skirt was perfect and the crop top stretched enough to keep from ripping... just enough. "Well, no serious sport in this but I think it will hold." She was right. It was straining but gave enough coverage for most situations where a smoking hot girl with a fantastic body was going to appear in public.

"Well, that's the best we can do. These are all prototypes and not available anywhere else but from the company for promotion. They have to be these colours and these outfits."

"So tennis first? There's a set of courts where old retired men play all the time so we might have a good audience, too. Everyone have purple panties on? Water? Food? Towels? Let's go, girls." I got them and all the gear going. A number of duffle bags, racquet bags, and various other items made up the load. We went down to the elevator where we found the neighbour teen boys were waiting. The turned and stared at the lovely ladies before them. The doors opened and I said, "Boys, help the girls get the bags in." It may have been the greatest day of their lives as they grabbed duffles and got them into the elevator in record time. They were in the back and the girls made sure to crowd them on the way down.

"Sure is tight and hot in here with all these people, eh?"

"Ooooh, you are a strong young man, aren't you?"

"Sorry about being pressed up against you, but it's pretty crowded, I hope you don't mind."

"I hope you don't mind going down with us."

The boys, stunned as they were, knew a good thing when they saw and and followed the girls to the truck with the bags. They were not disappointed in having to follow as Trix did her typical show of dropping things as well as a full shoe retie that may have impacted on the boys for life. They loaded all the gear and held the doors open so Trix, Emily, and Lana could climb into the back seat. Trix did her, 'ooops, I dropped something' routine for the boy on her side which caused him to nearly hyperventilate. Lana made sure to give her helper a big hug and a kiss. Emily simply smiled and blew each a kiss. Tara, riding shotgun, said, "Girls, let's go, already. Bye fellas, thanks for the help." The kid on my side mouthed the words, 'thank you so much' to me and stepped back wondering if he was soon to awake. As we drove off they stood there, staring, as the taillights disappeared out the garage door. Sometimes you get what you want and need.

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We arrived at the court at about 9:30. We had a few hours before the squash booking so the girls limbered up, put their make up on, and got set on the court. Attention drawn, the girls were ready to play. I was ready with the camera so moved into position for the best possible shots. We did some traditional static shots of them in position for doubles then moved to the action shots. With the beauty on the court and the outfits nearly covering the bodies, we had gained a small audience of tennis and pickleball players who had interrupted their games to come and see. Their quiet voices carried to where I was snapping from.

"That one barely fits in her top."

"Well that one doesn't have underwear on."

"Which one? Ohhhhhh, no she doesn't. Oh, yes she does, it's a tiny purple thong."

"Have I seen that one on social media... oh, yes, she's Tight Tara, Glute Specialist."

The overcast day made for some great shots and the girls were really getting into it. I had captured the flow and fit of the new outfits and was now shooting the group shots but that was coming to an end. The competitive nature of Tara and Lana had cranked right up to where it was when they were young and playing seriously. Tara had the edge in fitness by far but with Lana working out lately and her brutal travelling schedule, it wasn't as much as she expected. Emily and Trix had stepped off the court as the level of tennis was much higher than theirs. The serves were powerful and the returns popped with energy. Both had built up a sweat in the humid morning air from the effort put out.

Trix, ever helpful, suggested a bet. "Battle of the Sisters! You should play for something. Something should be at stake." The girls were interested in this new twist. "Something other than money. Has to mean something." The girls considered for a minute and came together to talk quietly near us so that the audience, ever building, would not hear.

"Larry. Three months of 'attention' from Larry for the winner, three months of no 'attention' from Larry for the loser."

What, now I am a prize as well? Booby prize, perhaps, but certainly not a tennis trophy.

"Larry can speak to the loser and help them but there can be no sexual play whatsoever with him for three entire months. Best of three." Lana was quite serious in her assertions and her face showed her determination to beat her sister.

"Done."

From stunt cock for a camera and lenses for Trix to a sexual prize between sisters, I was thankful that Becky had made the move to pull me forward all those months ago.

A second court had opened up beside them. Trix and Emily claimed it. "We'll play for clothing. Best two out of three games. Panties first, dresses second. Loser plays one full game naked for all to see. Don't worry, I will take it easy on you!" Trix made these statements loudly for all to hear. There was a definite rumble of assent in the group. Emily was blushing madly but also nodding rapidly. I was going to shoot action photos but planned to enjoy this show.

Tara and Lana had chosen sides of the court with a sizeable audience on each side. This wasn't going to be an easy game and both were ready. A sizzling serve from Lana started things off with a call of '15 Love' from a helpful audience member. A follow up brought it to '30 Love'. Tara's grip on the racquet waiting for the third serve reminded me of her grip on my cock. Looking at the crowd, there were many more thoughts about her two handed grip up around the shaft. '40 Love'. Tara was just about ready for the next one. 'Game'. Lana walked off with purpose to get some water. Tara seemed a bit stunned at what had happened. The crowd shifted over to Emily and Trix who had also watched the rout.

"Ready, Emily?" Trix was serving. Emily was bent at the waist, ass out, ready to receive. A light serve from Trix just made it into the service area and Emily ran to hit it back. Straight into the net. '15 Love.' Trix did a sexy little shimmy and move to serve again. "Eyes on the balls, Emily!"

Emily shook her head as she walked back and straightened. When she turned, there was a slight smile on her face. Trix took a moment to retie her shoe making sure that the crowd on her side had a chance to admire her flexibility as she bent over at the waist to reach her shoe. A number of those watching from Emily's side shifted over to Trix's. Ready to serve, Trix waited for the nod from Emily and tried another serve.

"Fault."

"Double fault, 15 All."

The next serve was a decent volley. The dresses looked great and let the girls really show their abilities. It also showed their bodies with the skirts lifting with movement and the tops clinging tighter with each drop of sweat. The light of the morning made the shots that much better. Back and forth it went until Trix took the win.

"Emily, come here, I won the first set." Emily walked over and Trix knelt before her, hands reaching under her skirt. "We'll start with your panties." With a slow pull, she had Emily's panties at her knees. "Take them off for me, Emily." Emily straight legged the panty pull and handed them to Trix. Trix took it and used it as a hair tie, wrapping the wet fabric around her ponytail. "Thanks, that's going to really help me kick your ass in the next set." Emily just nodded with a smile.

Tara and Lana were ready to play again. The focus shifted with more focused on Lana. Tara had service and Lana was ready. A slow serve came over the net and Lana returned it with vigour. It sizzled over letting Tara get just a piece of it. "Out. Love 15." Tara's next serve went into the net as did the next. "Love 30." Tara was breathing hard as she prepared for the next serve. Straight into the net and the next went out of bounds. "Love 40." Lana was bent over waiting to receive the next serve. A great serve from Tara had Lana skipping backward to receive but with obvious skill, she returned the ball deep. A solid volley between the well matched sisters ended with, "Game." Both walked to the net and shook hands. The two walked over to the sidelines where they talked for a few minutes and came to some sort of agreement. I got some great photos of them resting on the bench with their racquets held between their knees, sweat dripping to the court's surface.

Trix and Emily had taken to their court again as well. "I'm getting that dress this time, Em." Emily's smile said she might not let it go so easily. Emily's serve was great and Trix put in a valiant effort to return most of them but other than the one point she scored, it quickly wrapped up in a win for Emily.

"Bend over the next when I take your panties off, Trix." Trix looked at Emily with surprise. "You heard me, hands on the net and stick that ass out." Trix blushed, smiled, and assumed the position. Emily called to the crowd, "Who's been calling the score for us?" A slight man, came forward and said it was him. "Do you want to pull her panties off for me?" He sprinted forward to take on the task. "Slide your hands up her legs and find that thong. It might be stuck on with her sweat." He smiled as his hands ranged up her legs and hips to find the tiny waist band. Trix shimmied her hips as he slowly slid them down and as they passed her knees, she really pushed her ass out giving him a full view of all her charms. "Thanks for the help. Keep them if you want." He pocketed them and went back to his position bent over slightly. The offer had certainly had some effect on him.

With Tara and Lana done, it was just a matter of a short break before the third set for Trix and Emily. Emily looked over and smiled at me with a look that said, 'watch this.' Thankfully I had the camera up and ready so caught the image. Trix was serving and wiggling around, playing to the crowd, of course. "Ready Emily, eyes on the balls coming at you... don't choke too much as I knock them down your throat." A gentle serve was smashed back at her by the ready Emily. Trix began to get the idea that Emily was better than she looked. "When did you get to be so good, Emily?"

"You forget that I used to play tennis with Lana as much as I used to play with her..." She licked her lips and blew a kiss to Trix who now realized that she would soon be playing fully nude for everyone to see. It was a matter of straight points until Emily emerged victorious. "I will let you play with my panties still holding your hair. Other than that and your shoes, strip for us. Better still, Larry, come take Trix's dress off." Our scorekeeper looked crestfallen so I brought him along with me.

"Let's let our volunteer help out." Trix faced him and held her arms above her head with her hip cocked to one side. "Help her get her dress up and over her head. Careful, it's a bit tight. Try not to rip it." It was a struggle to get it off and he had to roll it over certain parts. He made sure to rub all over her body as he lifted it off and she made appreciative sounds as he did. Finally, she was standing there in all her glory. She did a few twirls to show off to the applauding men and retook her position on the court.

Emily served this set and took it easy on Trix to my surprise. I realized why quickly when I realized she was going to elongate the set as much as possible by deliberately making mistakes and missing shots while Trix played nude. I don't know how many times she brought it back to deuce with her skilful play but I know there wasn't an inch of the court Trix hadn't run on for a ball. There wasn't an inch of her that the audience didn't see and appreciate, either. If you remember that photo of Hingis showing her incredible ass under the tennis skirt, that's the look Trix had while playing. All eyes were on her as Emily manoeuvred her around the court from front to back and side to side. "Emily, you are doing this on purpose!" Trix shouted in mock anger. Her tits were heaving from the effort of chasing down the balls and the crowd on her side had grown to everyone watching. "End it now and I will give you a real treat after..." Back into position, Emily made short work of Trix. They shared a hug over the tennis net and Emily raised her arms to huge applause.

After the match and after Trix had squeezed back into her tennis dress, she took a number of business cards from men watching and handed over a few of her own. "Of course you may email me, that's why I gave you my email. We can speak more soon about what you can do for me."

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We decided to skip pickle ball and head for lunch before going to our booked court. Stopping in at a small sushi place, we took seats at a 'traditional' style table with the wells underneath so you could sit on the floor without having to kneel. We were seated in a room walled off with shoji screens so it was very private. Tara was very quiet and sitting beside her sister, Lana, across from me. Emily and Trix were on either side of me. Both Emily and Trix were very close to me on their sides of the well and I could feel their knees against me. "Squash is next girls. I hope you still have some energy for the game. I looked at the photos while you were playing your games and they look great for Tara. Lana and Emily, your photos came out exceptionally well and Tara, you really captured the essence of the clothing."

Trix looked at me. "What about me, Larry, how did I look?"

"Yours were great, too, but in every individual shot, you were flashing me. Might be hard to use them in Tara's spread."

"I just want to make sure I get into Tara's spread..." She looked over and winked at Tara who blushed brightly. Her hand was under the table on Tara's leg as she spoke.

The sushi was amazing, the conversation was scintillating, and but we were on our way as we had deadlines.

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The racquet club was small, private, and exclusive. I knew the owner from a job I did for one of his other businesses and he really was looking forward to the girls coming by to see the facilities. It was closed for a deep cleaning today so we had it all to ourselves for the photo shoot for a couple of hours before the cleaning crew came in to finish up the rest of the place. There were five squash courts and two badminton courts available for use as well as a wonderful locker room with saunas and hot tubs in both locker rooms as well as communal, coed ones fully faced in glass overlooking the lounge area. We had access to two squash courts and the change room and saunas. Tara was changed and ready to go as we were going to use the squash court as some of the key shots to show off the product as it was easier to control the light. She switched between each of the colours so that we could see what was going to really work. She did a variety of looks from sultry to sexy to chaste and proper. Most of the shots appeared to be winners for social media in checking the small screen on back of the camera. The Sony from Tara's 'admirer' really was incredible and I did my best to use it to full capability. The shoot was finished so we took a needed rest.

Emily and Lana were playing squash in the next court over so we enjoyed watching the action through the glass wall. Emily still was without panties and Lana's large breasts had stretched the fabric to nearly see through by this time. A fast game normally, both girls were sweating hard by the end of the first game. Lana took the win but it was closer than I would have expected. "Winner gets eaten out, best two out of three" said Emily after the game looking hungrily at Lana. She was certainly not the quiet, retiring girl I remembered from their younger days.

"Better get ready to start licking, Emily. It's going to be all me." Emily smiled that same smile from so many years ago.

Back and forth they went, up and down points till Lana finally got up by two. "Let's hit the showers and you can claim your forfeit." Pressed against the glass, Emily groped Lana's tight ass under her skirt.

"I hope that pussy is still as tasty as it was last week."

Last week? Oh, my.

The two went off to the change room to shower up.

Trix had monopolised the club owner's time. He was telling her all about the business and she was following raptly. She had a head for angles and he had a wide range of business experience that catered to the needs of men. They were a great match and from the gestures and body language, it appeared that they had hammered out some new ideas.

That left Tara. She had been quite quiet since her defeat at Lana's hands. I went to sit with her in the lounge area after shooting pictures of Emily and Lana playing. "Tara, I think the shots we did for you will be great and on time for your sponsor."

She smiled and thanked me for helping out. "I'm pretty upset about losing to Lana. I lost my right to you as well." She put on a small pout. "Well, actually, I lost my right to you alone..."

Alone?

"Lana said I can enjoy you but it has to be with her as well. She wants to be there like old times."

"Like old times?"

"We were intimate for many years before, Larry. I've never kissed and sucked a better pair of breasts... ever. Her body fits perfectly against mine. Her tongue is awesome, too. We just stopped when we go worried we were going to get caught. Thankfully that time under the blanket Trix and Emily popped up instead of us. No one knew it was all four of us under there. Trix saved everything."

Damn. Another plot twist to the story.

"Lana said she always wanted to restart things but never knew how. Now she does... and you are going to join us!"

Let me see, do I deny two stunningly hot sisters or do I give into my baser needs...

"Just say when and where!"

She jumped up, ecstatic, and kissed me full on the lips. "I knew you'd say yes. Let's go find Lana and let her know." We walked around looking for the rest of our group. We found them looking through the glass at the scene in the coed sauna where Emily was busily licking and sucking Lana who was spread wide on the top sauna bench. Trix and the club owner were watching as well. "Well, looks like everyone is enjoying the day." We all watched as Lana climaxed wildly, bucking her body on Emily's face and tongue. "Oh, I know that feeling with Emily, Larry, she's so good."

I experienced Emily's skills first hand from when I dropped her off from the last visit. Golf ball through a garden hose if I have to compare it to something.

Lana came to her senses to see and hear everyone clapping for her performance. She stood, took a bow, and had Emily stand beside her on the first bench as well. Bowing, they came out and went into the shower area to clean up.

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Riding back in the truck, the girls were quiet and reserved. Even Trix was showing off less than normal but still managed to flash her pussy to me as she sat and adjusted her dress on the backseat. I was dropping Trix off at Emily's place for Emily to claim the victor's spoils. They both came to the window and gave me a big kiss and a promise to visit again soon. The way those two were groping as they hopped out, I hoped they made it up to Emily's place.

We headed back to the loft where Tara was staying. We pulled in, parked, and headed up to their place. Before anything else, I downloaded all the photos, backed things up in three places, and sent the raw images to her editor. Batteries on to charge and all the lenses and knickknacks away, I joined the girls on the couch.

"Larry, we are going to fuck tonight in a pile on Lana's bed."

An offer I can't refuse.

"Of all the women I have been with, my sister is my favourite." Both were nodding. "And of the men, we both choose you as top." I was pleased to say the least.

"Here's what we are going to do. We want you to watch us play with each other for a while then you can find where you want to come in. I want some pictures, too, so I can remember this always. I'd like to be in a 69 and see your cock go into her pussy or ass in front of my eyes. I want to see it sliding in and out while I suck her clit and tongue her tight pussy. I will lick her ass, too, because she wants that."

"Oooooh, that's what I want."

"After that, I want you to take turns fucking us missionary style with the other right beside. When we say, 'switch', you move over and fuck my sister. We'll swap a few times and see what happens. Once we do that for a while, I want to go hip to hip with my sister doggy style with you behind us. Make sure to take some pictures of us like that and show how fucking wet we will be. As you fuck one of us, you can finger bang the other. Make sure to put your thumb up our ass when you do." Rapid nodding from each made this a must do.

"Yes, don't forget the thumb. I love the butt stuff you do, Larry."

"We will have cum multiple times during this so when you are ready, let us know and you can lie on your back while we both lick your cock together. When you start to cum, one of us will suck it up and then we will snowball it together while you watch. We might try to kiss each other with your cock in between our lips. We'll each swallow half."

Quite a plan, indeed.

And it happened.

Twice.