Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

It's Only Fair: EP19

Everyone here is over the age of 18.

Twice the previous weekend, I ended up in a somewhat aggressive, not exactly consensual stripping game with my sisters. Twice, I accidentally inseminated my cute, unprotected, younger twin sisters, Brianna and Jenna. Twice, I had sex with my incredible older sister, Amy, afterwards.

So, when I tell you the following week was weird, that's really saying something.

My parents came home from their snowed-in weekend. Amy left to go back to her apartment in the city. I was still on winter break, so I hung around the house with my younger siblings. After everything that had gone on, I figured things were going to be pretty interesting.

Maybe not an oral quickie in the bathroom, but perhaps a handjob on the couch under a blanket while my parents were distracted. Or a boob-feel in the kitchen while we did the dishes. Something like that. After everything we'd done -- everything the twins had told me -- was it too much to expect at least one full-on fuck-crazy incest orgy? Apparently, it was.

Rather than the sexy sibling time I'd been expecting, Jenna and Brianna went back to being my usual, normal, younger sisters. The twins went out and saw their friends. We watched TV with my parents on the couch. We ate meals, talked, and laughed. But nothing of what had gone on the previous weekend was even noted, let alone acted upon.

I began to think I'd dreamt it all -- that my fevered, incest-obsessed brain had created that weekend of endless debauchery. What was more believable? That my two, twin, younger sisters had decided to have wild, unprotected sex with me? Or that I'd imagined all of it in a singular sexual haze?

Only one thing lingered. We'd all agreed that we would visit Amy the following weekend, at her apartment downtown. Partially, this was a meeting of necessity. In the course of said imaginary sex, I had very much really creampied both the blonde, excessively buxom Brianna and the brunette, stick-skinny Jenna (Again, twice!). Amy, our older sister and my co-instigator, had promised to deliver 'get out of pregnancy free' cards to us if we visited her.

Further, however, Amy had sold this trip as a continuation of the previous weekend's festivities. You can imagine I was very interested in that idea. However, as the days passed without even a mention of our plans from my younger sisters, I started to wonder if we were going at all. The trip wasn't a huge undertaking requiring weeks of logistical planning, but we still needed to do a few things like pack or tell my parents we were going. You know, little details. Finally, Thursday night, right after my parents went to bed, Brianna and Jenna knocked on the door to my bedroom. They were both wearing tank tops, underwear, and nothing else. Skinny, serious Jenna was wearing a light blue top with pink panties. Amiable, ample-chested Brianna had on a dark green top with light grey panties. The twins: so very different, yet so much the same. I stared them up and down for too long to be appropriate, then let them inside.

I had on a pair of boxers and a t-shirt. I hoped my sisters would eye me hungrily in return. Instead they just sat on the edge of my bed, tentative, like looking for where the lava would leak out.

"We wanted to talk," Brianna said.

"About this weekend," Jenna said. When I'd been hoping that my younger twin sisters would tag team me, this wasn't what I had in mind. "You talked to Amy, right? You told her we're only going to stop by for a second, right?" "Ummm, No? Also, I'm not sure she's going to be OK with that," I said, cautiously. "I think she's planning on doing more than a drop off."

"That's what we're afraid of," Brianna said.

"You saw what happened the last time she planned things," Jenna said, "Let alone her definition of a 'drop off."" Both sisters did their best to look grave, but only the brunette twin could carry it through. Brianna was such a basically happy person, she looked cheerful even when she didn't want to be.

"I do. I just... I thought we agreed that what we did together

"It was," Brianna said.

in the moment we... Anyway, we both want

pregnant, Chase," Brianna said. "Imagine us walking around, our bellies

knowing I was the one

her, "You know it would

Mom and

school

would be ruined," they

I didn't get it. I got it. The reality of what I wanted was a nightmare. Like any dreamer, though, I couldn't escape the fantasy. I tried to, though. I

it

and mouths. Not

in permanent smile -- even now when she was trying to be severe. Jenna had her brown hair up in a ponytail as usual. She had a thin face, big green eyes,

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to their bodies? Both of them wearing a tank top

her ample backside. A bit of blonde pubic hair poked out the gusset of her grey undies. Jenna had none of that: no pubes, no tits, no ass. But her body was still sexy as hell. Taut and tight in all

sorry. I'm hearing you,"

like he was raising his hand to get a word in edgewise. The girls couldn't tell, but my

I can control it," I said, "If your pussies were soaking wet

twins both shared a knowing

point," Jenna said,

much fun," Brianna said, "We have no regrets.

"And that means

wallet till that point. I mean, these were morning after pills, not nuclear codes. Why did Amy have to be their keeper? "We would if we

this small town?" Jenna said, "Please, Mom and Dad would know the minute we walked into the pharmacy. We don't have cars, we literally can't go anywhere else. But Amy can get

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