Quit Tickling Me

QUIT TICKLING ME

"Quit tickling me." Those words from my older sister Ashley started the most sexually amazing day of my life.

I was visiting Ash at her apartment. Our youngest sibling, sister Lacey, was visiting too. The two sisters were students at Penn State, Ashley a senior and Lacey a freshman. I was going to different school a hundred miles away. I was a junior. I didn't have the chance to see my sisters very often with my studies and a part-time job. Ashley's roommate was away for the weekend at a wedding or something, so Ashley invited me and little sister for the weekend. Lacey lived in the freshman dorm.

Ashley and her classmate had a two-bedroom place. The plan was for me to sleep on the couch while Lacey had the roommate's bedroom. I arrived late Saturday morning. I'd been on a date with my girl, Milly, the night before.

We had lunch and caught up on our lives. Ash mixed some lime daiquiris which we zipped through in a couple hours.

I went to the store with little sister to get more lime juice and another bottle of rum while Ashley worked on dinner. We were giggly in the grocery store after the daiquiris. Lacey and I always had fun fooling around and had driven Mom crazy when she would take us to the store when we were kids.

I couldn't help but notice that my little sister had grown up. She had filled out since high school and was a very attractive nineteen-year-old young woman. She was wearing a pair of cutoff jean-shorts with her shapely legs fully on display. She had a nice little butt too. She wasn't wearing a bra and I couldn't help but notice her titties bouncing under her sweatshirt. She was a fox. I could see her tummy when she bent over the food coolers and saw a good bit of her cleavage a few times. It's probably not appropriate to notice that your sister has a nice set of tits, but how could I help it. Older sister Ashley has a nice pair too.

I'm Kyle, by the way. I'm in reasonably good shape, five-ten. I played soccer but wasn't anything special.

Lacey and I finished shopping and after a stop at Taco Bell, drove home. It was a good thing we stopped, because Ashley is not much of a cook. She had some chicken strips and was making spaghetti. We polished off dinner and two bottles of wine. When Ashley brought out some weed and I made another batch of daiquiris, we were on the way to very lively evening. It was a good thing we had a big lunch and dinner.

Lacey made some popcorn and we were sitting around in the living room with Ash and me on the couch while Lacey sat on another chair. We talked about our parents and some of their friends. We shared stories and made fun of our aunts and uncles. We were laughing almost uncontrollably when things began to get out of control.

I asked my older sister for some popcorn and she spilled some when she handed me the bowl. I tossed a few pieces at her and she bumped the bowl, spilling some onto my lap.

We had wrestled and I would tickle her when we were younger, so it was a natural reaction for me to go after her. She threw a pillow at me. I went after her. She turned away; I had her cornered on the couch and began to tickle her sides. She was wearing a skirt and a midriff baring shirt, with no bra.

As she turned away from me, her shirt rode up a bit and I was soon tickling the bare skin on the sides of her stomach. Ashley pulled away and we went to the floor with her still leaning against the couch. My hands moved higher and I was tickling her most sensitive spot, beneath her arms.

With her twisting around, it was inevitable that my hand found its way to one of her breasts. I swear it was not intentional, but once my hand was on her boob, I kept it there.

"Kyle, stop it." She was giggling though, despite her protest. She asked for her sister's help, "Lacey help." She begged me to stop, "Stop tickling me."

I kept going, grabbing her other breast under her shirt. Her nipples were hard little things. I had never held my sister's boobs before. I'd only seen them once, by accident when I was hurrying into the bathroom when she was coming out of the shower. Unfortunately, her pussy was covered, but I saw her tits. She cursed me and told me to leave, but I had to piss and did it despite her protests. She saw my pecker, I guess, although she didn't say anything.

Well, Ashley was struggling to get free and I held onto her boobs.

"Stop it, you're grabbing my tits." She protested.

I jokingly said, "Gee, I didn't notice. They're so small."

She replied, "Your pecker is what's small."

"How do you know? You've never seen it."

She said, "Oh yes I have."

She twisted and rolled over onto her back, freeing herself from my grasp of her tits. I kept hold of her shirt and held it as she struggled. Her breasts were exposed and I pulled the shirt up over her head. She tried to hold on to it, but I pulled it away, leaving her topless and angry.

"Help me, Lacey. Let's get him." She appealed to her sister.

Lacey joined her sister and they both jumped on me. They rolled me onto my back, trying to tickle me, but I was fighting them off.

Then, Ashley said to her sister, "Let's strip him."

They were both laughing as they struggled with me. I was trying to get away without being too rough. They were my sisters and I never wanted to hurt them.

Ashley had my shirt and was pulling it up over my chest. Lacey grabbed my pants, pulling them along with my underwear, off my hips. My dick popped out, exposed to my little sister for the first time. She sat on my lower legs to keep me from getting away. My shirt was also gone. Ashley held my arms, stretched over my head. I was naked and under their control. I weakly struggled, wondering what they were going to do next.

Ashley noticed that I had a boner. She said to me, "Look! You have a hard-on. We're your sisters, you pervert."

"It's an unconscious reaction." I said.

Lacey was laughing. "You have a hard-on from fooling with your sisters. You're sick."

Lacey reached up and grabbed my dick. It was standing up, unrestrained by any modesty. She squeezed it, then rubbed it up and down. "Ooh, it's nice and hard."

They were both laughing and I was no longer resisting. My subconscious joy at having my cock played-with overcame any other thoughts. It felt good. My sisters were giggling; one was watching the other play with their brother's prick.

"Make him come." Ashley said.

"No, please don't." I weakly protested.

Lacey paid no attention. She kept stroking my shaft. Her sister leaned forward, taking a turn pumping on my dick. Lacey leaned in close and blew her breath on my penis.

It didn't take long. I came. A spurt of cum shot out of the tip of my dick, followed by another. Then more poured out, flowing down my prick. There was cum on my belly and all over my pubic hair. Of course, the two girls were laughing uncontrollably at making their poor brother come.

"Nice orgasm." Ashley said,

Lacey giggled and said, "I don't believe it. You came for your sisters."

"Pervert." Ashley said again.

I protested, "You were the ones who did it."

Lacey said, "It's not our cum all over your belly."

I was embarrassed at having preformed such a private act under their control.

Ashley said to her sister, "Taste it."

Lacey said, "No way. You taste it."

Ashley continued to encourage her sister to taste my cum, "Come on. You've tasted cum before."

Lacey said, "I have not."

Ashley replied, laughing, "Come on. I know you sucked Evan's cock (Evan was Lacey's previous boyfriend).

Lacey: "Have not."

Ashley: "I don't believe you. Taste it."

Lacey: "No. Cum tastes gross."

Ash: "How do you know how it tastes if you've never swallowed?"

Lacey: "I tried it once. It's gross." Then Lacey asked her sister, "What about you?"

Ashley laughed and said, "I've tried it a few times."

Ashley put her finger on my stomach and took a dab on my semen onto her finger. She put it to her mouth and put her tongue out to taste it. Then she offered her finger to her little sister. Lacey licked the finger, tasting my cum.

Ashley said to her sister, "It's best to get it directly from the source."

Lacey leaned over and put her tongue on the tip of my floppy dick, tasting the dab of cum that remained. I laid there, surprised at what was happening, but lacking any desire to stop it.

"Your turn." Lacey said to her big sister.

Ashley did it. She leaned forward and put her mouth over the tip of my dick, taking the head into her mouth. I would've come again if I hadn't just popped a load.

When Ashley leaned forward, she made a mistake. She had released my arms and her pelvis was directly over my face. I moved her skirt aside to get a direct view of her white bikini panties. I don't think she realized it at first.

I took advantage while they were fooling around with my cock. I reached up and used my fingers to pull the gusset of Ashley's panties to the side, exposing her vulva. I had never seen Ashley's pussy and was immediately fascinated by her pink folds among the dark pubic hairs that populated her snatch.

I explored her glistening flesh with my fingers and found the opening to her honey pot. I pushed my finger inside my sister's vagina.

She gasped, "Kyle, stop it."

Lacey asked, "What's he doing?"

"He has a finger inside me."

Lacey took a turn putting her mouth over the head of my cock.

I kept after Ashley, lifting my head and putting my tongue on my sister's warm flesh. I flicked my tongue over her slit while my finger probed inside her, pressing against the spongy flesh inside her vagina.

"Kyle, don't." She protested. "Stop doing that."

I didn't stop. I licked more and sucked Ashley's clitoris between my lips. Her pussy responded involuntarily by releasing some fluid onto my face. I tasted my sister's cunt for the first time.

She protested, but didn't' move. My hands were in her crotch, one inside her while the other pulled her panties to the side. She could've escaped, but didn't.

Her protests became weaker, "Kyle, stop that, you're going to make me come."

I continued to lick her, removing my finger from her hole and replacing it with my tongue. Ashley spread her legs and pressed down on my face. The juices continued to ooze out of her. She was smothering me.

I liked the way she tasted. I had eaten my girlfriend (later to be my wife) and had enjoyed the taste of pussy. I tried to compare the taste of my sister with my lover. She had a unique taste, accented by the scent of her perfume.

Ashley was moving her hips now, riding my face. I was groveling in her hot, wet pussy. She was coming. She was breathing heavily and her thighs pressed against my temples. She moved faster and faster, her body tensing as her orgasm swept through her.

"Holy shit!" She exclaimed. "Don't stop."

I didn't. I pressed my face into my sister's snatch. I didn't realize at the time, but she'd never had anyone eat her pussy before I did.

"Where did you learn how to do this?" She asked.

I didn't answer, I kept eating her, extending her orgasm. She was spasming and continued to wet my face with her lady-cum.

Finally, she stopped coming and rolled off to the side.

She panted, "Oh my god. That was amazing. Nobody's ever done that to me."

She looked at her sister, Lacey and said, "He's amazing." Then she suggested, "You should try him."

I was amazed when my little sister, Lacey, stood and stripped, dropping those little shorts and then pulling her sweatshirt over her head. Her pussy was shaved, unlike her sister's hairy snatch. Her nice titties jiggled as she moved over me.

I looked up, amazed at seeing another sister's pussy. With no hair, all of her anatomy was visible, her slit was glistening and slightly open. I could see her little clit as she spread open more while lowering herself onto my mouth. As she got closer, I could see every feature of her intimate anatomy. I didn't want to comment, but she was obviously aroused, aroused by playing with her brother's cock.

She settled on my face and I put my mouth over her gaping gash, flicking my tongue on her hot, wet flesh. She reacted immediately by pouring her liqueur onto my already wet face. I was inspired by her reaction and attacked her cunt with zest, rubbing my mouth and nose over the raw pink flesh. It's nasty referring to my sister's privates as her cunt, but she was hot as a firecracker and was squirming all over my face. She was moaning as I ate her delicious pussy.

I hadn't been paying attention to my cock until Ashley grabbed it. I hadn't realized that I was hard again until I felt her mouth around my dick. She proceeded to lower her head and captured most of my dick.

It got even better when Ashley stood, then lowered herself onto my prick. It was engulfed in her warm pussy as she impaled herself on me. Her vagina was warm and tight, stimulating the entire length of my dick. I thought I had died and gone to heaven with one sister sitting on my face and the other sitting on my cock.

The sisters were facing each other. They put their hands on each other's tits, adding to their pleasure.

Lacey began to come. She tasted a little different than her sister, but her pussy was fantastic. The juices poured out of her. The scent and taste of her nectar were unforgettable. I've become quite adept at eating pussy in my time, but back then, I was a novice. I seemed to have an instinctive knack for cunnilingus, though.

Lacey's orgasm was different from her sister's. She seemed to come in waves. Her vagina pulsed then relaxed, then did it again, over and over. I watched the lips of her pussy twitch with each of her climaxes. My little sister was amazing. I knew whoever married her was in for a wonderful life. I can make my wife (then girlfriend) come, and she is wonderful, but I've never eaten a woman who reacted the way Lacey did.

My attention shifted to my cock. Ashley was squeezing my dick with her vaginal muscles, stimulating a second load of semen from my balls. I looked down to see our pubic hair meshed together. She had a nice dark triangular patch on her pelvis. Seeing a hairy pussy really arouses me, and hers was fantastic. As she rode me, I put my hands on her jiggling breasts, exploring their softness and holding her nipples between my fingers.

Lacey had rolled away. She was regaining her composure while watching her sister and brother fuck. She leaned closer and said, "Come on Kyle, shoot your stuff into her pussy."

I did. I was young then and my dick had a short recovery time. The wonderful feeling of ejaculating inside a woman overwhelmed me. My body quaked and I saw stars. My sister's vagina was simply wonderful. Ashley was coming again too. She collapsed onto me and we embraced. Her soft breasts pressed against my chest. She was covered with a sheen of perspiration and she was breathing heavily. My hands roamed over the soft, smooth skin on her back, then I gripped her ass cheeks, pulling them apart and pushing my cock up into her. She gently kissed me, a sisterly kiss. Exhausted, she rolled to the side.

"You're still a pervert." She said, then kissed me again.

We stayed there for a while, the three of us, naked, recovering from intense and totally unanticipated sex.

We finally gathered enough energy to get up. The girls put on night gowns, although they didn't bother with underwear. I put on a pair of jockey shorts. We got ready for bed.

When Ashley brought out the blanket and pillow for me to sleep on the couch, Lacey said, "Why don't you sleep with me." It harkened back to sleep-overs when we were kids.

Then, Ashley suggested, "Let's all sleep in my bed."

I certainly didn't object.

We crawled into bed. I was wedged between the two girls. I quickly fell asleep.

I woke in the middle of the night, having to pee.

When I returned to bed, I crawled back into the middle. When I pulled back the covers, I saw that Lacey's nightie had pulled up above her waist. She was lying on her stomach, with her young, female butt exposed. The soft globes flanking her cleft were so inviting. I had to touch her. I rubbed my hand over her soft flesh, probing between her legs onto her inner thighs. The feeling of her young flesh on my fingers was magical.

She was partially awake and moved her knee to spread her legs for me. My fingers reached for her pussy and found the tender folds. She was soon reacting by moving her hips up and down. I pulled off my underpants, wanting to press my cock against her tender butt.

When she rolled onto her side and lifted her knee, I pushed my pelvis against her. My cock found its way between her legs. She reached down and rubbed my dick on her slit, pressing it against her clit. Then, she guided me into her. The warmth of her vagina on my prick was amazing. She was so tight. My hand reached up and held her breast, tweaking her nipple with my fingers and I pumped my hips, fucking my little sister.

She was soon moaning, obviously enjoying my cock inside her. She rolled onto her stomach with me straddling her hips. I felt the juices flowing in her and by her breathing and moaning, I knew she was coming.

Our sister Ashley was now awake and was stroking her sister's back as I finished her. I pushed into Lacey and released my cum into my sister's womb, the same womb that her future husband would use to make her pregnant.

We finished and I fell asleep again. There was one sister on either side of me. They were both hugging me, with their thighs spread over mine. Their pussies rested against my legs, their heads nuzzled on my shoulders.

When I woke the next morning, my sisters had already arisen. I walked into the kitchen, nude and was quickly told to get dressed. I knew that the adventures of the previous evening were over.

With sobriety and a new day, we all realized that we had gone too far. We spent the day sightseeing and having lunch. We didn't discuss what had happened, but there was an increased intimacy that we shared.

I left after supper, returning to school with a wonderful memory that I could never tell anyone about.

That was the end of our love-making, although I did have a liaison with each of my sisters later in life.

Ashley and her husband came to visit one weekend while my wife was at her mother's house. When Ash's husband went out to a ball game, we were alone. We both had the same idea simultaneously and ended up in bed for a few hours. We had a nice, leisurely fuck, spending a wonderful afternoon together.

Lacey jumped me a few years later when I stopped by their house one afternoon. Her husband and the kids were away for the afternoon. She wanted me to eat her pussy again. She remembered that first time years earlier, as did I. I ate her pussy and she came like she had in Ashley's apartment. Then, we fucked, finishing just a little while before her husband returned.

I haven't told anyone about this except for my wife. She was surprised and didn't approve, but I think she understands. It was incest and I am embarrassed by it, but the wonderful memory of that evening with my two sisters remains as one of my fondest recollections.

The few times when I have started to wrestle with Ashley and tickle her, she quickly pulls away and says, "No you don't." We both remember the time I did.