Freckles

All participants are 18+. Adult fiction. Hope you like redheads.

My younger sister hated her freckles. She had an abundant supply of them across her face and upper body. Being a redhead, the freckles weren't too surprising. For some reason, Shelly hated them more than Amelia Earhart hated hers. I had them, too, and our brother, Jess, also possessed them in abundance. I'm Sherri, 23, Jess at 21 and Shelly at 19.

You'd know in an instant that Shelly and I were sisters. We're both about 5'3" and 105 pounds. Both kind of B-ish cups. Based on my very successful social life, I know we're both pretty. Brown eyes, red eyebrows, high cheeks, and no blemishes - other than Shelly thinking freckles were blemishes.

Jess was a male version of us. Other than being much taller and heavier... He was big and tough enough to have been a starting fullback all though high school. He played in college at D-3, much to his disappointment. Realistically, at 5'11" and 195 pounds he was too small for the big colleges. Not to Shelly and me, though. We both looked up to him, figuratively and literally.

Jess was always our protector and slave. Well, not a slave slave, but we only had to smile and say please to get him to do anything we wanted.

Our parents got divorced when I was 20. It was an extremely bitter affair that took years to rise to the divorce level. Their fighting and drinking took a toll on us. So, when they finally pulled the trigger, we were relieved.

I have always been very good with computers, especially programing and IT. I started working with a small company when I was just 16. The company produced a program to allow factories to maximize shipping efficiency. It made a mint before we were bought out. That gave us a shit-pot of money. We re-formed the company in another area: games. Lots of others in the field, so we did OK, but nothing spectacular. It was more fun that financial. We made enough to live on, but that was it. Meanwhile, I used part of my share of the company buyout to buy a small three-bedroom house. I moved out the day I turned 18. Hated to leave Jess and Shelly, but I had to go. Started a small company in town to sell, fix, program and repair computers and similar electronics.

When the parents split both Jess and Shelly refused to move with either of them. I volunteered to take them. Our parents really didn't give a shit and neither wanted child support, so into my house they moved. The parents moved to separate coasts. I was obviously too young to be mother to 16- and 18-year siblings. It was a challenge, all right. Jess was graduating from high school and would soon be off to college. He was very mature and offered no problems. I had made enough money to pay for his college, since he didn't get an athletic ride.

Shelly was happy to be rid of the parents. She was a little reluctant to accept my authority, but we arrived at a modus vivendi. We basically negotiated our differences. I pretty much gave her free reign over her social activities as long as she kept up her grades and didn't become the town slut.

It turned out that it wasn't difficult for her to not be the town slut. Her freckles! She was so self-conscience about them that she practically never dated.

We often had discussion along the lines of, "Shelly, there's nothing wrong with freckles. Both Jess and I have them. They're not painful."

"Sherri, that bullshit. You and Jess are welcome to all the freckles that you want. I don't want any. They make me feels so ugly."

Neither Jess nor I ever made any headway in convincing her otherwise. I mean, I even considered getting her into seeing a shrink but decided that wouldn't work.

She tried every single freckle remover on the market. She would have tried Amelia Earhart's, but it was no longer available. None of them worked to her satisfaction.

Both Jess and I truly loved our little sister. I broke my heart to see her so depressed and her social life in ruins.

The three of us had always been very close. Perhaps in response to the parents. We were close in ways that some wouldn't consider appropriate. We were very casual about what we wore or didn't wear. Like, if anyone had asked one of us about being a natural redhead, we could readily confirm the carpet matched the drapes. We could tell each other anything- and we did. For example, both Jess and I talked about losing our virginities. Alas, Shelly couldn't. See the problem?

Now after Shelly's 19th birthday, it all came to a head. Jess was home from school, and it was Friday. We were sitting in the living room watching something on Netflix. Shelly had been silent all evening. I was sitting next to her and when I glanced over, I saw tears pouring down her face, "Shelly, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"

This caught Jess' attention, and he sat down beside her. "Shelly?"

She really started crying and tried to stand up. Both Jess and I caught her and kept her sitting, "Shelly, talk to us. You can tell us anything."

"I'm so fucking miserable! Here it is Friday night, and I can't get a date because I'm hideous."

Jess started, "You're not hideous. You're beautiful. Gorgeous!"

"You are babe. You're better looking than me."

Before I asked, I knew the answer, "Your freckles?"

"Yes. Yes. They're so fucking ugly. Maybe I should become a nun."

"They're not ugly. They enhance your beauty. They make anyone want to hug you and never let you go."

"Bullshit!"

Jess popped in, "Sherri's got as many as you. It never stopped guys hanging all over her. They'd be doing it to you if you let them."

"Stop trying to make me feel better! I look in the mirror every day and I know what I see."

Jess and I looked at each other, not knowing what to say. We seemed to have tried everything.

Jess thought for a minute, "Conventional things don't seem to work. Maybe we need to something wild."

Shelly looked through her tears, "What?"

"OK, this is going to sound really far out."

"Spit it out."

"I read a story on an erotic website about a woman that had terrible acne. Nothing seemed to work until she started to have her brother, er, cum on her face."

"WHAT???" Both Shelly and I screamed.

"That's just porn. It can't be real life."

"Probably not. But why not try it?"

"Are crazy? You want to cum on my face, shoulders, all on my freckles? That's just you trying to be a sick deviant."

Both of us looked at him like he had two heads. I said, "That's fiction. At best an old wives' tale. Nobody would believe that."

Jess kind of sheepishly said, "Look it up."

I pulled up my browser and started searching for * cum cures sister *. I found a few, "That's all just erotica or porn. Not real."

"What have got to lose?"

"Our sanity? Siblings aren't supposed to engage in sexual activities."

"It's not sexual activity. It's health."

"Jess, you're full of shit. You're going to cum on Shelly. That's not sex? Are you related to Bill Clinton?"

"I could cum in a cup and she could just apply it."

I had to think for a minute, "It still sound like bullshit... Shelly, what do you think?"

"It's crazy. However, I'm willing to try about anything now."

"There's always psychological help."

"NO! I absolutely refuse."

"I still think this is absolutely insane... How about we think about it overnight and talk about our loss of sanity tomorrow?"

I laid in bed, tossing about, "The whole fucking idea is ridiculous. It can't work. Impossible." Ten minutes later, "It's crazy, but why the fuck shouldn't we try it? Both Jess and I would do anything for our little sister. Still think a shrink would be best, but..."

I think we all looked a bit bedraggled at breakfast. Over our second cup of coffee, "Well?"

I looked at Shelly, "I'll try anything."

Jess had an unreadable expression on his face, "OK."

I stood up and handed him a cup. He took it and went into his room. Closed the door.

"How do you want to start? Face, chest, back?"

"Don't think Jess will be able to furnish enough for everything. So, let's try my nose, cheeks and forehead."

I didn't know how much cum Jess could furnish, so we'd just have to wait and see. It took him all of five minutes to return with the cup holding a few milliliters of white goo. Shelly sniffed it and crinkled her eyes, "Smells funny."

Guess it did to her since she'd never smelled or seen cum. I sniffed. It didn't seem to smell funny. It smelled good and I had a shot of hot go through my pussy.

We watched her dip her two fingers into the cup and proceed to spread a layer across her forehead. The next dip and spread went across her right cheek and her nose. There wasn't much left in the cup, "I'll leave the left cheek as a control and use the remaining on my ears."

She finished and rinsed out the cup, "Now what? How long does it take? I mean, how long do I need to sit here with my face painted?"

None of us had the faintest idea, "It probably should stay on for as long as possible... You're not going anywhere today, are you?"

She left it on until lunch, "It's dried and is starting to itch. I'm going to wash it off."

When she returned, we didn't see any difference. She was as freckled as always, "We should give you another dose this evening so you can sleep with it on."

I turned to Jess, "No jacking off. We need the maximum amount."

He took on a reddish hue, "I usually do it twice a day, so we should be fine."

I just kind of smirked at him, "If it becomes a problem, we, or at least me can help you out."

Thought he was red before.

Jess was between semesters so was available for the next two weeks, although he lived at home anyway. Shelly was taking an on-line class, so no problem there. My schedule was loose.

We performed the applications for a week. If we got the right kind of light, it DID look like some of the freckles on her nose were subdued. But it took an awful long time.

Then Jess had another idea, and little red-faced, "If cum seems to help, would pussy juice also work?"

Then there were three red faces! I started, "How could that possible work? She produces her own fluid. Maybe she doesn't rub it on her face, but the chemistry should be the same."

"Maybe it's not HER pussy juice we should try?"

Oh, shit! Now I got what he was saying, "Mine? Wait, I can't cum in a cup. Even when I squirt, it's not a lot."

Oh, fuck, what did I just say? In for a penny... "I only squirt when I'm very excited, not by myself."

Shelly stepped up, "You could just wipe yourself and I could use the towel or whatever.

"I can't cum on demand like Jess." Oops, I just tacitly agreed to do it.

With both of them looking at my very red complexion, I grabbed a cloth napkin and headed to my room. I had a good collection of porn, so I opened my laptop and started browsing. Took off my clothes and sat on a towel. Started viewing. Started getting wet. No wait, I was already wet. Just got wetter and ended up watching incest porn. My fingers slid easily between my lips. I parted the inner curtain and pushed two fingers up into me, searching for my G-spot. The heel of my hand pushed against my clit. I was turned on more than I thought I'd be. As I watched the movie, my left hand drifted to my tits. Caressing my very hard nipples increased the wetness below. I took the cloth and transferred as much moisture as possible. I repeated this a couple of times before I could feel my climax approaching. I didn't think I'd squirt as I wasn't that excited, but I'd surely make the napkin wet. I had an excellent cum, but, as I expected, no squirt nor any massive ejaculation. I wiped as much as I could. The napkin was reasonable wet.

We decided to use the moisture on her left cheek (The one not being used by Jess.) and the left side of her forehead. Shelly's nostrils flared when she brought the napkin to her face. She rubbed it in the appropriate places, adding her nose after the fact.

Jess' shorts immediately developed a tent. I could feel my face develop a ruddy tinge. Shelly's face also got warmer. Something unspoken passed between the three of us. I think we recognized that regardless of what we said this WAS sexual.

We continued the trial for another three days. By this time, it looked like her nose and left forehead had fewer freckles. It was funny that her face was developing areas of different freckle density. Well, maybe. It could just be wishful thinking. The areas treated with either Jess' or my fluids didn't show as much decrease as did the areas that were treated with both fluids.

Treating her whole body the way we were going would take forever. Jess, again, brought up a possible solution. A solution that defied what sibling relationships should be, "It looks like we need both fluids, but Sherri doesn't produce enough. We need to help her."

I gave Jess a cold look while Shelly looked puzzled, "What do you mean * help me *?"

Jess kind of gulped, "You need to squirt to get enough."

"How do plan on accomplishing that?" I asked even though I was pretty sure of his response.

It was difficult for him to look sheepish with that big tent in his pants, "I could play with you."

"I've never squirted from fingers, my own or somebody else's."

"Tongue?"

"You'd really eat out your sister to get her to squirt?"

"In a heartbeat."

I wasn't sure where we were going, but we were full speed ahead. I ran the ramifications around in my head, "OK, we can try. It'll never work you just licking. I'll need to warm up. You OK with kissing your sister?"

Before he could respond, I closed the distance between us and kissed him full out. Even though he was initially surprised, he quickly returned my kisses two-fold. I never expected to be kissing him that way, but it made my pussy stream. We kissed for a while. Shelly was staring at us in disbelief, "Holy shit, you guys. Holy shit."

We made for my bedroom, stopping along the way to get a cup for Jess and one for me. We resumed making out and feeling each other. Jess, as expected was a mass of hard muscles. He was surprisingly gentle touching me. He unhooked my bra and pulled shirt and bra off in one lift, "Sherri, you're beautiful."

He shed all his clothes and stood before me pointed at my chin. I dropped my pants and panties and stood in front of him. I resisted the urge to cover myself. Shelly was standing beside us, "Holy shit! Holy shit! Oh, fuck!"

Jess and I fell together on the bed, wrapped around each other. I was feeling his back and arms, as he was doing the same to me. I rolled over so I was on my back. He immediately started playing with my tits. I grabbed his cock and started to slowly stroke it. No question that I was very turned on. My labia were slick with the moisture coming out of my pussy.

Shelly moved in close, holding the two cups in one hand and her pussy in the other. Jess worked his way down from my breast, leaving the nipples miniature mountain peaks. He spent a little time licking my bellybutton and the thin trace of red hair emanating from it. He followed the line to meet my red forest. I wasn't very hairy, and the fur was light in any event. He plowed through the hair without any difficulty before arriving at the dimple at the top of my vulva. His tongue entered, a clit-seeking missile that zeroed in immediately. He started poking his tongue around, doing a little spelunking.

Shelly was inches away, watching, playing with herself, "Oh fuck! That's so hot!"

Jess had two sources of scents within inches of his face. He was obviously smelling and tasting me, but the expression on his face told me he could also smell Shelly. That added to my excitement. I wasn't Old Faithful, but I was racing to erupt. I forgot all about squirting into a cup. I knew I was going to squirt, but only wanted to do it on Jess' face, "OH SHIT! I'M CUMMING!!! CUMMING!!"

Fortunately for the exercise, Shelly retained enough sense to pull Jess away and get me on my side. I shot a spray of hot liquid into the cup. Well, mostly in the cup as it went everywhere. Jess stood up and gave two strokes to his cock before he filled his cup.

Jess was bent over like he'd run a race, catching his breath. I was flat on my back, also trying to catch my breath. Shelly put the cups on the nightstand and her hand back into her pants. Didn't take her long to cum.

"Shelly let's use this set to do your shoulders. It'll be easier to apply and since we haven't tried that yet, the results will be unambiguous. Take off your shirt and bra and lay down in the bed on your stomach."

She was shy, holding her arms across her boobs before she laid down. Given how we got the treatment and how we lived together, it was a little strange.

I mixed Jess' viscous fluid with my liquidly one in the cup. I trickled the goo across her shoulders and spread it out over the freckle field like I was using suntan lotion. She relaxed and started squirming. I covered everything till we ran out of mixture. We left her there for it to dry. She fell asleep immediately.

Jess and I went into the living room, still naked. We grabbed towels to sit on, "Jess, we've crossed a line that we're never going to go back to the way we were. Are you OK with this?"

"I lived with the prettiest women in the world. Getting a chance to get with you was more than fulfilling the biggest fantasy I could ever imagine. We've been close, but I always wanted to be closer. Sorry, I'm probably not expressing myself well. I'm on cloud nine with you and more than a little in love with you."

"I'm not sure how I feel about you. Am I in love with you? Of course, as the best brother possible. More? I don't know... Whatever, I don't regret what we've done. Not a bit."

We kissed a while and got into the shower together. I had never been in the shower with another redhead. It was fun washing all those freckles. Don't really understand what Shelly's problem with freckles was.

We repeated the play the next day, but we did a 69 with me on top so I could squirt into the cup. I knew this was going to be difficult. His hard cock in front of me. I licked my lips and took the crown into my mouth. We both moaned. I wasn't sure I could let go of his beautiful cock when the time came. Jess just had to hold on till I finished. We weren't too successful, as a lot of his cum ended up on my face (and in my mouth if you want the truth) and my effective squirt volume lessened as it went everywhere.

Same for the next few days. It was a mixture of success and misfires. It looked like there was some diminishing of the freckles on her back by the end of the week. At least she thought so.

Then I had an inspiration, "Jess, why don't we mix the liquids together sooner?"

"Huh?" from both.

"You cum in me and we pull the mixture onto her back."

Stunned silence. Shelly was the first to recover, "You mean you and Jess fuck? Brothers and sisters aren't supposed to do that."

"As long as nobody knows, who does it hurt? I'm on the pill, so kids aren't an issue."

Jess had a shit eating grin on his face. I could see he was all for it. He also thought that if we fucked, I'd fall in love with him.

Although I evinced some reluctance, I was all for it. My pussy was already wet. I got on my back and invited Jess in. He got between my legs, but instead of immediately entering me he paused, "Let me lick you."

"No need. I'm more than wet enough."

"Yes, but we want maximum fluids, so getting you wetter is better."

I couldn't argue with that. Jess stuck his face back in the now familiar place and proceeded to lick me to two orgasms, before bringing his wet face to mine. His tongue slid into my mouth as his hard cock slid into my pussy. I knew he was really excited so our first fuck wouldn't last long. I was right as he came in me after no more than a half dozen thrusts. He groaned, pulled his tongue out of my mouth, and put his head into my shoulder-neck junction.

I was a little disappointed by how quickly it was finished, but he didn't get soft. He slowed down a little but even the added moisture from his ejaculation didn't make my tightness vanish. Soon he was thrusting full strength. Our tongues were again dueling, and red flushes were racing up our bodies. Quickly, his cum was rushing out of his cock. My ejaculate mixed with his when he withdrew. He stirred it more with his softening cock.

Shelly was once again on her stomach wearing only panties. I squatted over her bare back and Jess' and my combined fluid dripped onto it. Jess opened my vulva to allow more to run out. I stuck a couple of fingers in and scooped out more. We really covered her back. Shelly, when she felt the hot liquid hit her back, reached under her panties and grabbed her pussy. By the time I had fully extracted all the fluid from my pussy, Shelly came hard. She had a mouthful of sheet to keep from screaming.

Like jackstraws we collapsed on the bed. I managed to lift my head, "I hope this helps."

Jess kicked in, "I hope you need continued treatment."

Although I didn't say so, I fully agreed.

My work and their schooling caused us to be unable to repeat the treatment for several days. I inspected Shelly's back. I didn't see much of a change, but Shelly used a mirror to say the freckles looked lighter, less apparent. I wasn't going to argue the point.

Friday evening, we had dinner and then Shelly asked for another treatment, this time on her chest. I could see this was going to be a lot different. My pussy was going to be very close to Shelly's face. When I raised the issue, she didn't seem concerned.

Jess and I enjoyed another mixture preparation. He ate me again through two orgasms. This time he was able to fuck me longer - long enough for me to cum strongly. Since he had refrained from jerking off, he had a full load for my pussy.

I squatted over Shelly's pretty tits. Like mine, hanging above her, they weren't large. Her nipples were as hard as mine. I confirmed their hardness because I spread the cream over her chest by rubbing my pussy on her. Since she had freckles across her entire breasts, it was only natural that I rubbed it completely into her skin. Her eyes were focused on my groin. Her nostrils kind of pulsed when the combined Jess and I scent hit her. She had her hand down her panties, masturbating like crazy. She came before I finished. My legs got wobbly squatting over her, so Jess took over rubbing the treatment in. Got no objections from either.

We repeated the treatment on Saturday. On Sunday, Shelly swore the freckles on her chest were disappearing. We took her word for it.

Sunday evening, Shelly seemed to be gathering her courage. She trapped us in the living room, "The combined treatment seems to be working on my back and chest. Now we need to treat my face."

It was immediately apparent what this involved, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, the freckles on my face are the most important ones. I need them treated."

We withdrew into my bedroom. Jess again fucked my ass off. Neither of us pretended this was only for Shelly's benefit. We were really enjoying it and if she quit, we wouldn't.

When he finished in me, I looked at Shelly. She was completely naked, and her hand was already in her crotch. I sat on her chest, my crotch a morass, and pushed my pussy forward and started to rub it over her face. Oh, shit did that feel good! Jess reached over and spread my labia apart to get all the fluid out.

As if that worked! I just created a lot more. Shelly's hands temporarily left her pussy. They grabbed my hips and pulled my pussy hard onto her mouth, "Oh, fuck! Fuck. Fuck."

As soon as she let go of my hips and stuck her tongue out, I came, squirting her full in the face. She came, too, unable to say anything. She kept on licking me and I resumed rubbing my pussy all over her face. She was getting the treatment internally as she swallowed our combined emissions. I could have kept treating her face forever.

Jess finally lifted me off. I stroked his re-hardened cock a couple of times, and he came all over Shelly's face. Her face was so covered in goo that, for sure, we couldn't see any freckles. She couldn't either as her eyes were covered in cum.

We left her there for the treatment to soak in. Jess and I climbed in the shower. We talked as we washed each other, "I think we both know what the next step is going to be. Are you ready to take your little sister's virginity?"

"You know I'd anything for her. We should try to convince her wait, but I'm pretty sure that won't work."

"Don't think so, either."

"Can I get serious, Sherri? Forget about Shelly for the moment?"

"OK."

"I told you before that I was falling in love with you. That's only gotten stronger. What are we going to do? Do we have a future?"

"I don't know. Obviously, I really enjoy our activities. I still can't describe my feeling towards you... Even though you say to forget Shelly. We can't. If, as we expect, she wants to have sex with both of us, then what? I can't love you to exclusion of our sister. What are your feelings for her?"

"I can't truthfully say. I love her as our sister and I'm pretty sure I could also easily fall in love with her, if she wanted that."

We ran out of things to say, so we just enjoyed washing each other.

Shelly fell asleep and eventually awakened to rinse off the treatment. She went to bed early.

Monday evening found us finishing dinner and trooping into the living room. Jess went to turn the TV on, but Shelly stopped him, "I really appreciate you guys helping me. If I could ever meet boys or girls like you, then I'd be in heaven. I have one more favor to ask: Jess would you take my virginity?"

Both Jess and I tried to speak at the same time. Jess won out, "Shelly, you should wait till you're older and have had a chance to meet other guys. Your brother shouldn't be the one..."

"You fuck Sherri. Why should it be any different with me?"

As we expected, Shelly was determined. She took my place on the sofa with Jess. Not for long. As soon as he kissed her, she moved to straddle his lap. Her kisses intensified. I thought that Jess' and my kissing was intense, but it was nothing like theirs. Thought there'd be smoke rising from their interlocked lips. He had his arms tightly around her as she moved her body forward to get tighter contact, sliding across his hardness. They continued for several minutes before I stopped them, "Bedroom."

We all went into my bedroom. We left a pile of clothes beside the bed. Shelly and I could have been mistaken for twins, although I was four years older. The three of us naked were a forest of red hair, light skin and acres of freckles. Shelly didn't seem to notice or care about her freckles. I pushed her down on the bed, on her back. I immediately started kissing her tits. Jess started at her bellybutton and went south.

I pulled up from her tits to kiss her. I had never kissed a woman before, but I was certain I'd be kissing our sister again. While I kissed her, my hands were busy with her breasts, the nipples in particular. Her nipples felt the same as mine. She seemed to want to confirm that by playing with mine.

Jess had reached her vulva. He kissed all around. Her legs opened and he started licking her, "She tastes different from you, Sherri. Close. I could drink both of you all day."

He resumed licking. Shelly gasped into my mouth and came. She squirted into Jess' smiling face. He lifted up, sliding forward and pointed his angry red cock at her pussy. We stopped kissing to watch, "This will probably hurt some."

She just nodded and clenched my hand. He pushed the head in till it met her hymen. I squeezed her hand, and he plunged through. She jerked and squeezed my hand hard, but otherwise didn't cry out or tense up, "Keep going."

He did till he reached the end of her vagina. Without being told, he stopped moving and leaned over to kiss her. He looked up and kissed me, then started moving slowly. His pace increased as did her breath rate. I started kissing her again. Her mouth was open wide, and she was breathing heavily into my mouth. I took my hand off her breast and reached for my pussy. Soon I was also open-mouthed and breathing heavily into hers.

He knew we were both on birth control, so he was going to cum in her. When he started to work harder, she kind of tightened. He recognized that he was pounding too hard and backed off. She responded by moving higher to meet his strokes. Slower, but deeper.

I could see that Jess was trying to keep from cumming, trying to let her cum first. He was fighting a losing battle. Her tightness was overwhelming his determination, "I'm cumming!"

She surprised us by cumming. She couldn't scream because our mouths were stuck together, but it felt like she was blowing up my lungs like a balloon. I returned the favor when I came a few seconds later.

We became a dog pile on the bed, helter-skelter, soaking the sheets.

I looked over at all the liquid pouring out of our orifices, "We're losing a lot of freckle treatment."

Shelly looked up, "Freckles? What freckles?"

FIN