Chapter 5

Hamish continued fingering me, increasing the witness in my pussy as I sucked on his tool, then he lifted me off him, sat me on the edge of the couch, got between my legs and removed my panties, leaving his face looking at my soppy wet muff. His thumbs spread my labia wide as his tongue licked my love juice-covered inner walls, making slurping sounds as he went up and down, coating his face with my girly wetness before his tongue lapped my clit as I held his head against my sex, shrieking when my climax hit.

Hamish stood up, spread my legs wide, and quickly rubbed his meaty knob up and down my pussy lips before slowly entering me, and then he quickly put his hands on my tits, rubbing and squeezing them, as he set a steady pace fucking me. I rubbed and circled my clit, as my other hand grabbed his nut sack and squeezed, causing Hamish to groan, buck his hips and thrust deep and hard up my muff. I increased the pressure on his balls and squeezed them again, making him hammer my cunt, until he released his baby-making seed, making me moan as another climax hit, leaving me gasping for breath when I heard, “Whoo- hoo, fucking awesome, Sis. What a sight seeing my sister being fucked senseless.”

I was momentary out of it before I regained my composure to see my brother watching intently as Hamish continued fucking me. “Jason, get out,” I yelled. Hamish pulled out his cum covered cock. “Izzy, suck all that cum off Hamish’s dick. Go on, let me see you do it; it will look so fucking awesome,” Jason lewdly said.

“Jason, please leave and give me and Hamish some privacy. You shit.”

“No way, remember what I said. If I caught you and Hamish fucking I would watch. Well, guess what? I caught you, and now I’m turned on. How about you suck me off or let me shoot my cum over your tits and face.”

I surprised Jason and myself when I got up, went over to Hamish and dropped to my knees before taking his cock into my mouth. I loudly moaned, “Mmmmm, mmmm,” several times as I sucked on my boyfriend’s still-hard cock, sucking all the cum from his balls. Jason quickly stood by Hamish with his jeans and jocks down to his ankles, rapidly pumping his hard-on. Before urgently saying, “Izzy, Izzy. Suck my cock, let me cum in your mouth or cover your face and tits with my jizz.”

I pulled off Hamish and said, “In your dreams, dickhead.

“C’mon Hamish, let’s go to my room and leave my brother to jerk off.”

I picked up my clothes, as did Hamish, and we quickly retreated to my room. Leaving Jason pulling his cock. What a start to the week, caught by my brother on the first night.

The rest of the week went well, with no mishaps. Hamish and I had sex every night in my room. And once we got to Friday, Mellisa came to stay for the next two nights. Jason said we should play a modified game of strip poker, and we sat in a circle on the floor while he explained the game.

“Okay, a game of strip poker with a twist. I’ll deal five cards, and you can exchange up to three. There will be no betting. And when everyone has exchanged their cards, we’ll lay them face up for everyone to see. The three losers will remove a piece of clothing, and we’ll continue until we have three players naked. And to add a bit of fun, each of us will say what we would like to do if we won.”

“Yeah, okay, get on with it,” I said.

“You in a rush to get naked, Sis?

“Up your’s smart arse. What makes you think I’ll lose?”

“Well, there will be three losers and only one winner. The winner will be the last person with a piece of clothing left on when the other three are naked.

“Mel, if you won. What would you like to do? And nothing is off the table.”

“I’d want to fuck Hamish.”

“No fucking way. Back off, Mel. Hamish is mine, you can’t have his cock,” I protested.

“Settle down, Isabel, you’ll get your turn,” Jason cockily said.

“Yeah, well, I don’t want to watch my boyfriend screw another chick.”

“You don’t have to watch. You can always leave the room. My rules, my game. Mel’s choice stands.

“Okay, Hamish, you’re next. What would you like?”

“Isabel and Mel sixty-nining, eating the other’s pussy.”

“Way to go, Hamish. Yeah, I love it,” Jason enthused.

“Well, I don’t.”

“Are you sure you want to play? All you’ve done is complain,” Jason said sarcastically.

“C’mon Izzy be a sport, it’s only a game,” Hamish added.

“Yeah, a game with a consequence,” I complained.

“Lighten up, remember what happened in Busselton, and you were pleasantly surprised,” Hamish said brightly.

“Oooooh, what did you two do in Busselton?” Mel questioningly asked.

It felt like I blushed as my face suddenly became hot. “Not now, Mel. I’ll tell you later.”

“Your turn, Isabel.”

“Well, I’d like to see my brother suck Hamish off.”

The two guys erupted together. “No fucking way, he’s not sucking my dick. Fuck off, Izzy, I’m not sucking Hamish’s tool.”

“It’s only a game, boys,” I wickedly replied.

“That leave’s you, Jason, what would you like?”

“If I win, I want to fuck you, Sis.”

I was shocked! Oh my God. I thought Jason fancied me when we discussed inviting Hamish and Mel to stay the week, and then he wanted me to suck his cock on Monday night. Now he’s confirmed it by wanting to screw me.

I bit the bullet and said, “Okay, I’m game. Are we ready to play?”

Jason surely can’t win? He can’t. The odds are four to one. We settled down to play the game.

Jason was the dealer, Mel was to his left, I was to his right, and Hamish sat opposite.