Chapter 2

“Fuck, this is incredible!” Lola screamed as she took my cock deeper inside her on every stroke and Tricia continued to lick her from behind.

Lola was an animal right then, every flick and swipe of Tricia’s tongue combining with every thrust of my cock to send her into the stratosphere. She was definitely on Cloud Nine, but then again, who wouldn’t be, and she really gave back as good as she got. She bounced hungrily up and down on my pole, taking me deeper until I bottomed out repeatedly inside her twat. There were moments of obvious fear that she might break my prick, but I needn’t have worried. Lola had found her pace and she was clearly no maiden. That was a good thing, because Trish and I were both virgins until this particular night, thanks to a Mom who kept us on a short leash in recent years.

Losing my cherry to Lola was absolutely the best way that I could ever imagine giving it up, bar none. As much as I loved Trish and even had fantasies of hate-fucking Mom, there was just something about this obviously experienced Desi immigrant babysitter that was a perfect fit for the job. She was earthy, sensual, plump, juicy, and very ardent in her passions, indeed her affections, for Tricia and me. I didn’t know where Lola got her experience, but it helped a lot to have someone know what she was doing, that much was clear.

“Oh, God, guys, I’m about to ... cream myself!” Lola shuddered as she gushed and squeezed my cock so hard that I expelled my load without any chance to avoid it even if I wished it.

“Damn, woman, that was ... outstanding, not that I have much of a frame of reference. I was still a virgin when you showed up, but not anymore. Thanks ... I really needed that. Eighteen years of pent-up lust and frustration over at last! Was it good for you, too?” I teased Lola as I planted a lip lock on her and Tricia added her mouth to ours.

“Is that how my ass tastes?” Lola laughed, “not bad, if I may say so myself. Then again, Trish, yours is a very sweet tush, too. Yeah, I knew that you were a virgin, poor lad. No more, though, and there’s a lot more where that came from, I promise you! There ought to be a law against mothers cock-blocking their teenage sons! At least when the son in question has such obvious stud potential! Your dick isn’t abnormally long, just average length, but boy is it thick! Trust me, baby, girth matters, too!”

“And what about my cherry? I’m still a virgin!” Trish pouted, but I scooped her up and carried her to my bedroom, while Lola followed me and slapped my ass.

“I say that we attack this problem on two fronts, don’t you agree? Lola, want to taste her twat while I get to the bottom of things, if you catch my drift?” I proposed, “since we need time for my rod to resume its hardness and she needs a lot of foreplay at this point of her youth?”

“Oooh, big brother wants to eat that sweet teen ass? I definitely want to sample her flower, if you know what I mean. Come here, princess. Big Sister Lola is about to give you a proper Sapphic session, teach you a trick or two on pleasing the ladies! Sit on my face!” Lola pulled Tricia on top of herself on my bed, while I parted my sister’s cheeks to tongue that crack.

Tricia didn’t take that long to become a hot mess, but then again, we had already explored her holes with our mouths earlier. This time, things were reversed, with my tongue closing in on my sister’s puckered anal ring to lick it with gusto as Lola devoured her bald pussy greedily. I even bit Tricia’s buttocks more than once, testing her reaction to a little pain with her pleasure, and she reacted by biting her bottom lip as she leaked juices into Lola’s eager mouth. Tricia was soon in her own world, floating in the ether as she welcomed the double oral juggernaut that assaulted her orifices. She was dessert and every bit as delicious as any cake, pie, or pudding.

When Tricia’s toes curled in her ecstasy, it was evident that the one-two punch of cunnilingus and analingus worked very well with her. In fact, she seemed on the border of sensory overload more than once, her skin darkening several times as she clutched my bedsheets and squirted her fluids to add to the vinegary smell of my dried cum stains on the fabric. (Yeah, I was known to hump the bed a time or two, so sue me.) When Lola and I swiped across Tricia’s taint together, it was the last straw and Trish lost all passing resemblance to self-restraint, creaming herself in a full throttle climax.

We were a bit drained and dozed off for a bit, but I awoke about ninety minutes later to use the john, and I wasn’t alone. The ladies followed me and both of them kissed me repeatedly as I washed my hands before Tricia bent over the sink to offer me her twat from behind. My skepticism must have shown on my face, as this wasn’t exactly the gentlest form of sex that one would expect a virgin to typically desire, but both ladies insisted on me going that route. I wasn’t sure why, but they cleared it up very quickly indeed.

“You gave me an amazing gift, both of you. I want to give back! Besides, I’m not going to be any wetter and readier than this, trust me! Even the thought of you taking me from behind is a serious turn-on, whereas it wouldn’t be with some guys. I suppose that it’s because I know you and I know what you’ll do for me ... what both of you will. I do want to bury my face in Lola’s cunt while you fuck me, though!” Tricia pointed to the sink and Lola was quite willing to oblige her, sitting on the sink with her legs in the air.

“Alright, here we go, then!” I said as I eased my fat cock inside my sister’s snatch, noticing the complete absence of a hymen.

“Yeah, I got rid of that this morning. I didn’t want any barriers to your dick inside me or any needless pain,” Tricia waxed precocious again, as she often did, while I thrust in and out of her.

“Smart move, seriously! Your first time doesn’t have to hurt, no matter what rumors and urban legends claim. Yeah, take it ... take that bro cock inside you! Lick me more, too! You wanted to eat me while Martin fucked you, so fucking eat me! Get sloppy with it! Make your face a hot mess with my juices!” Lola encouraged Tricia, eager to see me pump her full of my jizz.

“How does it feel, baby girl?” I taunted Tricia.

My sweet sister promptly showed me just how it felt by pushing back even harder with her hips and ass to make me sink my prick further into her twat. She grunted and her toes curled again, presumably at least somewhat because of what a kinky, nasty thrill it was to have brother-sister sex over a bathroom sink in a threesome with a sultry Desi girl. My sister focused her efforts once again on licking Lola with a renewed vigor, even as I drove harder into her cunt with my veiny, throbbing rod. She tightened up regularly on my cock, forcing me to fight back the urge to cum several times over.