Chapter 22: Participation Required

After Shelly had made her offer to Emily, a big snort was heard on the other side and it was soon followed by the following loud curse being directed at the ceiling above, “Shelly, you’re such a fucken jerk!”

The obnoxious comment, of course, had come from Stacy, who had her head tilted back resting on the couch’s back, and would have been much more emphatic had she not been so exhausted and well satiated.

Emily, who had half watched her brother and half watched Shelly throughout, replied to the young woman sitting beside her. “Thanks, Shelly, but I think it’s only fair if Tommy finishes his duties down here.”

Emily then got up, nodded her head toward her BFF, who was still splayed out there on the couch, and said, “Come on Stacy, get that phat ass off the couch so I can have my turn.”

“Hey! ... Just wait a second!” Stacy protested, finally lifting her head upright. “Don’t rush me. I’m still recovering over here.”

But Stacy eventually did pry her ‘phat ass’ off the couch and when she turned to collect her things, she did it in such a way that she deliberately presented her ass to Tommy. She even gave it a little wiggle before she slid her panties back up her legs.

The naked boy, still leaning back on his haunches on the carpet, couldn’t help but look and, with utmost interest, he took special note of the still glistening pussy lips as they peeked out between her two luscious cheeks along the pert rosebud situated right above it.

Shelly noticed all of this too, but somehow it didn’t bother her. (Not too much, at least.) She figured she’d let her sister have her last hurrah because that’s all she was ever going to get.

The two best friends exchanged places but not before Emily stripped off her capri shorts and panties, as with Stacy, she laid them over the back of the couch.

That’s when Shelly noticed, like her sister, Emily had her muff completely shaved. This made Shelly feel even more self-conscious about her own state of affairs.

Tommy was also surprised. He had never seen his sister’s crotch this way before and wondered when this had happened. He was used to that exquisite landing strip she had before, but he had no complaints about his sister’s new look. This was awfully nice too.

“Just like old times. Isn’t it Bro?” Emily said as she looked down, over at her brother, who was still squatting on the floor beneath her.

Tommy looked up to her and replied with a smile, “Yeah, Sis, just like old times.”

He then looked down, picked up her left foot, and took a moment to study it and, after a while, he looked back up to his sister and said with all seriousness. “And you still have the most awesome feet and toes.”

When Emily heard Tommy’s flattering accolade, she noted again how good Tommy was at all this. How he had learned to butter up his conquests before and while making love to them, and she thought to herself, quite proudly in fact. I taught him that!

Tommy tilted his head back down, but his eyes were still raised and directly on his sister’s face, He slowly kissed each one of her toes. This caused Emily’s lips to curl up in another smile.

After kissing all five toes, Tommy, gently, delicately, placed the four smaller digits inside his mouth, where he used his tongue to massage them underneath. Both brother’s and sister’s sets of eyes were still fixed on the other and they were both smiling, as evident by Emily’s wide, upturned lips and by Tommy’s bright, sparkling eyes.

“Oh, wow!” was the remark from the older occupant sitting in the loveseat.

The younger one sitting beside her sister just sat there mesmerized and with a smile on her lips, as she proclaimed quite proudly to herself, I told you, Stacy! --- Tommy is the best!

Tommy gave both sets of Emily’s feet and toes the same sort of loving treatment, but eventually, like Stacy, he worked his kisses and licked up Emily’s long legs until he reached the juncture between. But, unlike Stacy, where Tommy began his loving no lower than the girl’s perineum, with Emily Tommy’s tongue aimed a bit lower. His aim was where the two ass cheeks folded in as they tried to hide the rosebud in between.

And as if Emily could read his thoughts, her smile grew large, and she raised both her legs up onto the seat cushion. Her heels planted into the cushion as she scooted her ass further forward, and then re-spread her knees.

Given this greater access, Tommy was able to do what he had sought to do, what he had wanted to do. He dug his tongue right into his sister’s pretty little rosebud. He did it because he knew how much it turned his sister on. His sister was worth it.

In the back of his head, he wondered if Stacy or Shelly would take notice. As embarrassing as it was, he almost hoped that Shelly would request the same sort of service. He yearned to perform this same act on her pretty little asshole.

“Oh shit! ... God damn! ... I don’t believe it!” Exclaimed the same mouthy occupant that had made the previous observation. “Emily, is he doing what I think he’s doing?”

Emily responded by glancing up to her BFF, there she gave her a sly confirming smile that was occupied by a small nod of the head.

Tommy gave his sister a good, long rim job, digging his tongue in as far as it would go. He noted that it was working as intended, for the flavor changed from a tainted taste to one of the more pleasant variety as her excretions flowed out of her sex and seeped down between the juncture of her ass cheeks.

But eventually, Tommy worked his tongue out and up. He first had his tongue massage her perineum, collecting her fluids as they were dripped down. He stuck his tongue inside the source. Licking, fucking, and probing his sister’s vagina deeply with his tongue. All of this was accompanied by the soft, pleasant murmurs coming from his sister.

When Emily felt his tongue probe her vagina, she allowed her legs to drop back down on the floor and cast her eyes fondly back to her brother. She was extremely proud of him for how he treated his women, especially Shelly. This thought made her head raise her eyes and look over at his current flame.

What Emily saw was a young teen, with wide open, non-blinking eyes. Eyes that were fixed solely on her brother. There was a touch of wonderment in Shelly’s gaze and a strong sense of adoration. Emily grinned and then nodded her head at the younger girl as she called out, “Shelly!”

When the girl raised her eyes to her, with a shake of the head, Emily gave Shelly the come-hither look. “Come on down here.”

Emily then dropped her eyes back down to her young brother and Shelly’s current beau, she then further expounded, “Come on down here and have some fun with your slave while he goes about his duty.”

That’s when Emily noticed her brother’s head tilt up. His eyes were on her as they questioned her.

I guess he heard me. Emily thought to herself amusingly and she grinned back down before adding. “And don’t worry, Shelly.” Still looking straight into her brother’s eyes, she reached out with her right arm and she placed her hand on top of his head. Those fingers then curled tightly into Tommy’s scalp, and at the same time, her left arm reached out to grab ahold of Tommy’s ear. She then pulled his face back down into her crotch and, with an even nastier smile, she announced, “I’ll make sure his mind stays on the job.”

“When Shelly heard Emily’s invitation, her smile brightened, and without any further ado she pulled her dress up past her knees, dropped down to the floor, and crawled over to Tommy’s side. Placing her hand on his back, she lifted her upper body up and looked over to her lover.

Shelly could tell by the movement of his head and its positioning, that he was back in the process of licking Emily’s vulva. Her right hand reached up to the nape of his neck, and slowly trailed back down on his back and all the way to his rump. She then leaned her head forward and softly whispered in his ear, “You like getting your sister off, don’t you?”

For Tommy, the question came at the most inopportune time, being a bit busy at the time. His face was fully plastered on his sister’s pussy and his tongue was fully extended in his sister’s flavorful tasting vagina where it was in the process of licking up Emily’s wonderful fluids. This being so, he let the question pass.

Not his sister though. As she felt his tongue continue to worm around in her silky tunnel, Emily made the following observation to the younger teen, “You know Shelly. I don’t know about you, but it always annoyed me when my slave ignored my questions. I thought it showed a sign of disrespect.”

She then gave Shelly a cruel grin. “How about you? ... Does it affect you the same way?”

Emily then pulled Tommy’s head in tighter, preempting any attempt by Tommy to recover from his recent faux pas, at least not before Shelly could take her corrective actions.

Emily’s cruel grin immediately got transferred over to the younger teen, who immediately pulled back her hand from the boy’s ass and then reversed its course.

“SMACK” It slammed down into Tommy’s gluteus maximus.

“I asked you a question, Tommy!” Shelly said sharply. She then pulled back her hand for a second time.

“SMACK” This time it landed on his other buttock.

“Do you like getting your stepsister off?”

“Yeth.” Tommy struggled to say with his face full of his sister’s snatch.

“SMACK” Shelly’s hand fell on his buttocks a third time.

“Speak more clearly. I can’t understand you!”

Tommy forced his head out of his sister’s moist pussy, ignoring the resulting pain in his scalp and right ear, and quickly yelled out, “YES!”

He barely accomplished this before his face was again jerked back into his sister’s wet snatch.

“Oh, the poor little guy.” Was the observation from the now lone spectator who still sat in the loveseat. “My sister is such a mean little bitch.”

Shelly swung her head toward that occupant with the intention of giving her sister a disparaging tongue, but when she saw her sister Shelly’s facial expression changed from an annoyed one to an amused smirk. The reason being was that she noticed her sister’s strategic position of hands. Her sister’s right hand was pushed into the crotch of her jean shorts with fingers roving up and down on her slit. The left hand had been placed on her big, right breast with thumb and index finger pinching away at the nipple.

So, instead of extending her tongue at her sister, Shelly just grinned and turned her head back toward her beau and once again silently proclaimed to herself proudly. My boyfriend is so good at this!

Having now corrected her slave’s insolent behavior and seeing her sister spellbound by Tommy’s actions, Shelly moved her head back a little to inspect the damage she had caused on her slave’s derriere. There she noticed the pink glow where she had exacted the punishment just moments before. She placed her hand lovingly on the reddened contour and massaged the hurt away. As she was doing this she noticed the testicles hanging down between his two legs but she couldn’t see the shaft it was attached to.

Curious, her hand spanned that gap in between his legs with her wrist brushing against those same testicles. Her goal was to have her fingers find the rest of his cock. When they found it, she noticed his cock was rock hard and pointing directly forward. Her hand moved further up the shaft until her forefinger reached its very tip. There she experienced a touch of wetness at its tip. So, with three fingers and thumb still clasped lightly around the hard shaft, her forefinger slowly rubbed his wetness back into the tip of his circumcised cock. And as she spread the precum evenly around the knob Tommy moaned and his hips started to jerk back and forth through her fingers.