Chapter 1

I suppose my punishment could have been worse. Though I can't easily see how. Unable to use the car for the next six months, except when permitted. Or go out anywhere, except where allowed. Just to school, and then straight home each day. But I guess that's what happens when your Mom catches you in your bedroom, and in the act of going down on a girl.

Imagine yourself as you kneel on the floor of your bedroom, with a girl sprawled out across the mattress on your bed. Her skirt flared up, and panties in a ball on the floor beside you, as you bury your face in her eighteen-year-old pussy. Clean shaven, and juicy wet. And becoming wetter by the second as you tantalize her clit with your tongue. With two fingers planted between her pink pussy lips, and while another rides the rim around her rectum. Which is also wet, as you tease, and occasionally dip inside.

The two of you just in from school, and the door to the bedroom closed for privacy. Though apparently not locked. Your ears covered and battered by her thighs, and while she undergoes an absolutely powerful orgasm. And so naturally neither of you hears the light knock on the door. Which opens there after, and so reveals the dramatic scene for the three people standing on the other side. One of whom is your own mother. Who quietly looks the situation over, states that you are grounded, and forbids you to see your girlfriend for the remainder of the school year.

But what does my mother expect, I'm your typical eighteen year-old male. Rampaging hormones and all. And as such, I love having sex with girls. Lots of girls. Older girls, younger girls. Fat girls and thin girls. Black or white, race and color. Whatever comes my way. As long as they have a sweet tasting, and tight fitting pussy between their legs. But at least my girlfriend Jennifer understands what I'm like. Which is good, because she was the second of the three people standing on the other side of my bedroom door when it was opened. While her best friend Roxy writhed and moaned where she lay in front of me, and in the end came all over my face and bed sheets. Just before both girls were politely asked to leave, and escorted from the house.

I've always been a player, and a cheater. In fact, that's how I first met Jennifer, when we both went to the same weekend party. One where we each brought other dates, as I was dating Michelle Barton at the time. And yet somehow we still ended up together in an upstairs closet. With Jennifer on her knees in front of me, as she drooled, and slurped on the bell shaped end of my cock. Before I took my turn on the carpet at her feet. Beneath her short leather skirt, and where I ate her pussy until she came in a shower of sweet wetness above me.

I broke up with Michelle a week later. Though not by choice, as Michelle gave awesome head. And as such, I was more than content to continue seeing both girls. But the ugly scene happened after Michelle found Jennifer and I in bed together. And much like Jennifer found me with Roxy. But Jennifer understands, and accepts what I'm like. That I envision myself inside every girl I see. And that I want to make love to as many girls as possible. Which Jennifer allows. Or at least, as long as she knows the girl. And, as long as she can participate sometimes. Such as with her best girlfriend Roxy. With whom both Jennifer and I have been intimate, as the three of us are deep into threesomes, and experimentation. And because Jennifer is equally attracted to both sexes.

My sister Anna happened to be walking by at the same moment as Mom was showing Jennifer into my room. And as such she inadvertently became the third person to see me with my face moving around between Roxy's legs. Though it's hard to say what she might have seen, as Mom ushered her away pretty quick. As Mom tries hard to keep her daughters' innocence intact. Unlike her son, who as she now knows, is a lost cause for sure.

Anna is only one of the two sisters with which I am blessed. The younger, and soon to turn sixteen. While Karen is the older of my sisters, at seventeen, and the smartest of the three of us. A definite honor's student, an athlete, and a college grad in the making. And even though Karen is one year younger than I, we're both in the same class. After I failed grade ten and had to repeat the school year again. Just because most of my time was spent on studying girls, rather than the required school subjects.

There use to be a time when my sisters and I were really close. Even inseparable. In fact, Karen use to sleep with me quite often. A weekend ritual that started when Karen was nine, and had to share my bed for a week. Because Anna got sick, and everything in the room that the two girls share had to be either washed or thrown out.

But these days, it seems like all we do is fight. Not that I wouldn't stick my cock in either one of them, if given an opportunity. Though I'm more than a little surprised by that sudden thought of incest. Which is not entirely a new idea, as I have seen quite a few examples of family loving throughout my life. But always second hand, and as an observer.

Like the time I walked in on my best friend Paul, as he was in bed with this absolutely gorgeous girl. Who was riding him like he was a horse, and who he later admitted to me was his cousin. After we had double teamed her, and I had gotten my dick wet in her ass. And maybe my dangerous thoughts are a direct result of my life's experiences. Or maybe it's because of my recent home confinement. Because with one girl on my arm, and two more within easy reach, I've always been too busy to think of my sisters as possible conquests. I'm not even sure when they grew up. It just seemed to happen over night.

One day they were two little girls with whom I played hide and seek, and the next they were beautiful teenagers. Very beautiful, and practically goddesses. Slim waistlines, and tight little bodies, as they both watch what they eat. Very well developed in the chest department, and therefore, very sexy. But as their brother, I'm not allowed to notice.

Though it's kind of hard to miss Anna. What with the number of piercings she has in various locations around her body. Like the three hoops in her left ear, and the one above her right eye. As well as the stud on one side of her nose, and through her navel. Not to mention all the dark makeup she constantly wears. Like lipstick, eye shadow, and finger nail polish to match. With her long hair dyed black to complete the Mistress of Evil look, and so to separate herself from Karen. The good one. As well as piss Mom off royally, which Anna seems to enjoy as much as possible.

Not that I don't get into the occasional bit of trouble. Like getting caught with a girl in my bed. But Mom doesn't seem too mad this Saturday morning, as she stirs some cream into her coffee, and focuses in on the newspaper in front of her. From where she sits at the table on one side of the kitchen. While I pull some bread from the pantry, and step over Bruno where he lies on the floor. What is possibly the laziest Golden Retriever in the world. But he doesn't impede my progress as I quietly make a bee line for the toaster. With the hope that Mom doesn't want to talk to me, or discuss anything more about what happened earlier this week.

"How are you this morning, Jake, honey? Did you sleep well?"

"Yeah, fine. Sure, Mom. And I think Bruno needs some exercise. He always seems tired out in the mornings. Maybe I should take him outside for a walk."

"Not a chance, mister. I didn't forget that I grounded you. Let one of the girls take him out. I'm still disappointed with you."

"I'm sorry, Mom. Really I am. And it's already been three days."

"Well just get use to it. And you should be sorry. But if you really want a chance to get out this weekend, you could come to Karen's hockey game this afternoon, with Anna and I."

"No, I don't think so. I have a math test first thing Monday morning, and I really need to study for it if I want any hope of passing."

"Well, you should ask Karen to help you study later."

"Yeah, I probably will."

"Good. Karen and you have really drifted apart these last few years, and we need something to bring the two of you back together again."

"I suppose."

"And just remember, you can't have anyone in the house while we're gone."

"Even Paul?"

"Yes, that includes Paul."

I consider myself a little old for being grounded, or for receiving any kind of punishment. I'm eighteen, and in my last year of high school. Or at least, I hope it's my last year. But either way, this being grounded is really going to put a damper on my social life. Even though I wasn't actually planning on calling Paul until later tonight. Long after I get laid. Because I don't really have any intention of wasting away my weekend with my face in a math book. I'd much rather have my face between some young girl's thighs.

"There's bagels in the fridge if you'd rather, Jake."

"No, toast is fine."

A nice hot pussy is what I'd rather eat for breakfast. Though I doubt Mom would approve, or care to watch, as I ate out some hot chick on the breakfast table. A thought that's aided by the sight of my sister Anna, as she enters the kitchen, and dressed down in just a simple shirt and panties. Which is how both my sisters always dress around the house. When it's only me, their sex crazy brother who lives here.

In fact, Anna has her back to me, and her ass in the air as she rummages through the lowest shelf in the fridge. In perfect doggy, or ass fucking position. Either of which could suit me just fine right now, as I picture taking my own sister from behind. While Mom watches nearby, and does nothing to stop me, as I stuff my younger sister's pussy to the bursting point. As Mom eagerly awaits her turn at my cock. To be drilled in the pussy like a horny, young schoolgirl. Till I make her cum, and cum deep inside her myself. And possibly make her pregnant with my baby. Her own son.

My own mother. Which I guess is possible since she's only thirty-eight, and probably not on the pill or anything. But of course you have to be having sex in order to get pregnant, so why would she? Much like Anna. Who I imagine is old enough to have babies by now, and having periods. Though I'm not privy to such knowledge. But now all I can picture is Anna, my own sister, as she grows bigger and bigger with my baby inside her womb. And apparently my growing cock agrees with my little daydream. A vision I can't seem to escape, as I don't exactly see when Anna stands up and closes the fridge. As she comes face to face with me, and as I continue to look down on her as if she is a piece of meat.

"What are you looking at, Jake?"

"Hmm? Oh, nothing much."

"Well, stop looking. Or do I have to get a mop and bucket, to wipe up the puddle of drool at your feet."

"Well if you don't want me looking, little sister, then you should put some clothes on."

Anna doesn't appear too happy with my observation, as she takes whatever she found in the fridge, a banana I think, and carries it toward the table. With Mom faced away from both of us, so she doesn't see my sister suddenly turn, and lift up on the bottom fringe of her shirt with her free hand. As she deliberately flashes, and exposes her right breast to me.

Right to the nipple, and where I see there is yet another piercing. A white gold-ring that's embedded in one of the darkest color tits that I've ever seen. A juicy looking nugget, and none too small, that I could just suck on all day. An image that appears permanently burned on my brain, as Anna pulls her shirt back down into place, and takes a chair next to Mom at the table. Who missed everything, as Mom puts down the paper and stands to take her empty coffee cup to the sink.

"I'm gonna take a long, hot shower. You two play nice for a change, and I don't want to hear any fighting out here this morning."

Anna continues to smile quite proudly at me, and long after Mom has left the room. But my younger sister has always been a tease. Ever since dad died, when Anna was only two or three, and therefore she didn't really get to know him at all. Which I guess made me the only male influence in her life. And possibly a father figure, though not a very good one. As I take a seat at the table, and watch my sister twirl the still peeled banana between her fingers. What I could see myself taking from her, and stuffing all of inside her tight little twat. And so ending her virginity for sure.

And Anna almost seems to know what I'm thinking, as she places one end of the still peeled banana in her mouth, and pretends to suck on it as if it were a decent size cock. In and out, in and out, and while looking straight across the table at me. As if she were the blowjob queen, let alone had ever held a cock in her mouth, or hand before. Which is a lesson that I'd be proud to teach my sister, if she was truly interested.

Of course the odds are low on that ever happening. Though the image of my sister giving me head, and just like she's presently doing to the banana, is enough to give me a stiff one. As she continues to tease me toward the breaking point. And where I might actually stand up from the table and do something about it. But Karen comes into the kitchen just then, and so any thoughts of payback, or sex education are put off for now.

"Morning all. Isn't it a great day to be alive?"

Anna suddenly appears to choke on the banana, and threatens to turn as green as its skin. Which permits me a small smile, as I watch her drop the uneaten fruit and take off for parts unknown. A small victory, even if I was aided by my other sister. Who now picks up the banana and begins to peel it. Completely unaware of its former connotations, as she takes a seat on the edge of the table beside me. Which puts Karen's very voluptuous breasts at my eye level, and practically right in my face.

Sweater busters for sure. Well worthy of a wet t-shirt contest. Very round, and highly placed. And I can't figure out why I never noticed my sister before now. How she's grown up right in front of me, and into a beautiful young woman. But now I can't seem to take my eyes away. Which explains why my erection refuses to fade, and is in fact at its maximum. As I transfer my stored up energy, and sexual tension, from Anna to Karen.

"What is Anna's problem, Jake? Do you know?"

"Well, do you want an alphabetical list?"

"No, never mind. I don't have all day for that."

I can tell Karen doesn't have on a bra, just like Anna. Her nipples are showing through the thin fabric as two not so tiny bumps. Apparently a family trait on the female side of the family. Or at least for my two sisters. But at least she has a skirt on this morning. Cause I don't think I could handle it if she were down to her panties, just like Anna. I might have snapped for sure, and ripped her underclothes right off. Pushed her down on her back, on the very table where she sits, and ploughed my heavy cock right into her. Another virgin destroyed.

Not that the skirt which Karen is wearing does anything to deter that idea. As short as it is, so that I could probably see her panties if I leaned down ever so slightly, and actually looked. What with my sister still on the table beside me, and her legs spread apart. What I notice are very long legs. That go from her dangling feet, and travel all the way up to her ass. Though hopefully my sister isn't aware of me checking her over. As I sit beside her, and practically drooling over her hot form. While she finishes off the last of the banana in silence, and discards the empty peel.

"You coming to my game this afternoon, Jake?"

"What? Oh. No, sorry, can't. I have to study."

Karen seems disappointed that I won't be there to cheer her on. To watch as she leads her team to yet another victory. And one win closer to the tournament next week. A series of games that will take place at the same university where Karen will attend next year. An upcoming road trip, which I have already signed on as chauffeur. And in the end, maybe Karen and I will be able to renew some of the closeness that we use to share. As Mom is hoping. Though my real reason for going is so I can get into the pants of some hot college coeds.

"I'm going to the corner store. You want to come with, Jake?"

"No, I'm still grounded. Thanks though."

"Jake, you're no fun anymore. But I hope she was worth it. So if you're grounded, I guess that means I'll have to take Bruno with me. For protection, and, because it looks like he could use a walk. Back in a bit."

Back in a bit actually means a good half hour or more, as I see Karen take Bruno by his leash, and leave by the front door. Where I follow their progress down the driveway, and out onto the street. Though my eyes focus on nothing but the back of my sister's short skirt. Which slowly swishes from side to side, as if magically, with each of her steps. Quite entrancing, and as if my sister wants me to stare at her ass. But with one sister gone, and my Mom still in the shower, my attention is needed elsewhere. And I quickly find Anna where she is brushing her hair, in the room that my two sisters share.

Still dressed in just a flimsy tee, and nothing but the same cotton panties below. In front of the mirror, and where she can clearly see my approach from behind. Though with both hands busy, and raised above her shoulders, she is powerless to stop me. As I have my revenge for her behavior in the kitchen, and as I take it to the next level. As I move between the two single beds, walk right up to Anna, and envelop her in a tight bear hug. Which causes her whole body to suddenly stiffen. But only for a second or two, as she somewhat loosens up, and resumes her former actions.

"What are you doing in my room, Jake? Leave me alone. Can't you see that I'm busy?"

"Well, this is what you get for provoking me, little sister."

Both my hands are on Anna's flat, and exposed underbelly. Just below her navel. Which she no longer appears to mind, as she stops squirming and allows me to keep my hands on her. With skin as soft as I've ever felt. But I don't stop there, as I lift up on the fringe of her shirt, and as I slide both my hands up and under the thin material. Across my sister's bony ribs, and finally up and over both of her lovely breasts.

"Fuck off, and let go of me, Jake!"

"You started it, Anna. Just remember that."

Strangely enough, my sister seems to have a less of a reaction to my touching her bare breasts, than to my touching her stomach. The cursing part aside. Because for one thing, Anna's body doesn't stiffen as it did before. As if I'm not there behind her, or touching her taught skin at all. And for another, she continues to brush her hair until she has it just right. Before she finally finishes, and drops both her arms down over mine. Which actually accomplishes the opposite of what she is asking, as it tightens my hold on her, and locks us together.

"You left the door open, you pervert. So you need to get your hands off of my breasts, NOW, before someone finds us like this."

"Well Mom's in the shower. I checked before I came in here, to make sure we wouldn't be interrupted."

"Oh? And just what did you think was going to happen in here?

"I don't know. But what I am sure of is that you have really nice tits, for a little sister. Both you and Karen do, and I should have noticed a long time ago. And how come you don't wear a bra? Your tits are certainly big enough."

Anna's breasts really are impressive, as I continue to move my hands over them, and as I see their reflection in the mirror. Very soft, firm, and yet quite malleable. As I push them together, and as I pull them slightly upward. Very white, with a quarter sized circle around each nipple. Very light, almost invisible, and with just a hint of pink. And quite contrasting with a very dark nipple at each center. Which I lightly graze with my finger tips, and so causes my sister to inhale sharply. As well as unwillingly moan beneath her breath.