Hey readers! It’s been a long time since I’ve posted, and I’m sorry for that. I’m going to try and finish up The Cabin and possibly start working on finishing some older stories as well. I do have a new idea brewing but I’m not quite at the writing stage with that yet. There’s plenty more to cum! Hehe
Chapter 14
Even after our shower, Chelsea and I couldn’t keep our sex organs apart. We’d made love slowly and passionately late into the night and fell asleep intertwined and completely spent of all of our energy. It’s the deepest I’ve slept in years. However, no matter how deep my sleep is, my bladder still finds a way to wake me. So now at 6:30am, I’m stumbling through the darkness of the room to the bathroom to drain my bladder.
As I finish and am making my way back to the bed, I’m startled by Chelsea waiting outside the door, dancing on her tiptoes, waiting for the toilet. Giggling, we dance around each other so she can get by. Shortly after she’s done, I hear the shower turn on.
“Want me to join you?” I ask her.
“I’d love that, but I really need to eat something before I do any kind of rigorous activity. Do you think you can Door Dash us some breakfast?” she requests.
I grin and then my stomach growls angrily. “Yeah, that’s a good idea,” I agree with her and then I find my phone getting a little low on battery since I’d forgotten to plug it in due to all of the sexual activity the night before. I plug in my phone and then bring up my Door Dash app and then go to the bathroom door. “Hey,” I say, poking my head into the steamy room. “What would you like?”
“What’s in town? Anything different from the typical chains?” she asks.
I scroll through and find a local restaurant that offers breakfast. “There’s a diner that has all kinds of stuff. What do you like? Pancakes, waffles, omelets, what?”
“Ooh, an omelet sounds great; more protein, more energy,” she says.
“They have one with all kinds of meat in it,” I tell her.
“I like meat,” she says with obvious innuendo.
I laugh. “Yeah, you do,” I joke to add to her phallic reference. “So, would you like the meat lover’s omelet then? It’s actually pretty big, they say it’s a five-egg omelet,” I tell her.
“Holy shit, we could split that,” she says.
“I’m okay with that. I’ll get that coming, then some coffee coming, and soon you cumming,” I tell her.
She laughs. “My pussy is so sore; I need to give her a rest until Angel gets here.
“I could probably stand to give my meat a rest until she gets here, too,” I agree with her.
Suddenly there’s a knock at the door. I look down at my phone; I haven’t even placed our order yet.
“Was that the door?” Chelsea asks.
“Yeah, might be housekeeping,” I say and then head for the door.
I look through the peephole to see a gorgeous blonde standing there in a large overcoat, a box of donuts and two coffees. I take a step back and shake my head; how is Angel already here? I open the door and she rushes in out of the cold.
“Hey bro!” she says setting the coffee and donuts on the small table next to the television and then turning towards me in a rush. She throws her arms around my neck. As she does, her coat falls open to reveal she’d been completely naked underneath the coat save for the snow boots on her feet. Despite the utter shock and how spent my cock is after the previous night’s sexcapades, the sight and feel of her naked body against mine stirs my cock to attention.
“Well, someone’s definitely happy to see me,” she says dropping to her knees after dropping the coat off her shoulders.
“Whoa, sis, hold on,” I say, stopping her from beginning what would undoubtedly be a mind-blowing blowjob.
“David! Who was at the door?” Chelsea calls from the bathroom.
Angel’s eyes light up. ‘I should surprise her,” she says excitedly.
Curious as to how she’ll respond, I grin and nod at her. Skipping to the bathroom, her perfect ass jiggling as she does, she giggles until she reaches the door and silently enters the bathroom. At first there’s silence, then the scraping noise of the shower curtain opening followed by Chelsea’s scream of terror, which is quickly replaced with one of delight as she realizes it’s the third point of our triangle. As I approach the bathroom, though, I hear the distinct sounds of lip smacking and heavy nose breathing of a make-out session. When I enter, I pull the curtain aside to find my sister and cousin completely intertwined; their arms wrapped tightly around each other; their mouths locked together with obvious signs of their tongues probing each other’s mouth; and their very full tits mashed together perfectly. It’s more than enough to get my cock fully erect.
I clear my throat to get their attention but it’s not enough, so I do it again but louder and still nothing. So, I reach behind Chelsea and turn off the water, which is enough of a change to get their attention. They smile at me sheepishly and giggle.
“Sorry,” they say in unison and then laugh.
“Maybe we can take this to the bedroom area?” malkara escort I suggest.
“Good idea,” Chelsea says. “I was pretty much done in here anyway,” she says and then the girls take towels and wrap them around their supple bodies before following me out to the bed. “Ooh, you brought us coffee and donuts!” she says happily and opens the box to take a glazed old-fashioned.
“I figured if I was going to surprise you, I better bring something to eat. Plus, I was pretty sure you two fucked the night away and would be starving,” she says, taking a powdered donut herself.
“You were right about that,” Chelsea says with a wink to me.
Angel smiles but I can see the slight twinge of hurt and jealousy in her eyes. “We missed you a lot, though,” I tell my sister. “We were pretty excited to know you were coming up here; it’s why we decided to book the room for one more night.”
“Thanks,” she says but deep down I know that she’s seeing how much deeper mine and Chelsea’s connection is than either of us has with her. She knows we love her and want her to be a part of us, but she also doesn’t believe it’ll be an equal relationship between three people. Now I’m wondering if that’s true or if there’s something we can do to strengthen our three-part relationship.
I hand Chelsea her coffee and then get a donut for myself, choosing a Boston Cream. As soon as I bite into it, I realize what a mistake it was as the cream spills onto my upper lip.
“Looks like David likes a face full of cream as much as we do,” Chelsea says and Angel laughs with her.
“Maybe there’s something he’s been keeping from us this whole time,” Angel joins in.
“Funny,” I say, rolling my eyes at them.
“Here,” Angel says getting up quickly before I can wipe it away. She takes my face in both of her hands and licks the custard off of my lip; my re-stiffened cock twitches against her bare mid-section, just above her hip bone, in response to the seductive act. That’s when she drops to her knees and grips my pole in her dainty hand and then begins to lick me from balls to tip, slowly with the lewdest expression on her face.
“Fuck,” I sigh.
“Damn,” Chelsea gawks as if it’s the first time she’s seen my sister do this to me.
“Finish your donut,” Angel encourages while continuing to soak up my cock with her saliva.
I’m torn between wanting to stop the growling in my stomach and fucking my sister’s pretty mouth. I eat the donut quickly and then grab the back of her head. She looks up at me, smiling as best as she can with my thick meat in her mouth, waiting for me to abuse her mouth. She winks at me to tell me not to hold back, so I force my cock deep into her mouth, pressing against the back of her throat until she taps my leg. She gags slightly and gasps for air as a single tear falls from the corner of her right eye.
“Finally, some action,” Angel says, furiously jerking my slickened cock. Chelsea either abandoned her donut or finished it, but she’s quickly joining my sister on her knees, kissing her before moving in for a taste of my cock as well. Angel stops her before she can, almost starting a catfight between them. “Eat my pussy, bitch,” she commands, taking control of the situation.
Angel didn’t just come here horny; she came horny and deprived. Chelsea grins at her in response, though. With the wink she gives me as she moves in behind Angel, I can tell she was thinking something similar to what I was thinking a moment ago about how exactly Angel will fit with us as an equal member of our trifecta. She’ll bring the extra fun and excitement to our sex life. She’s also a little bit younger, so she may help keep us feeling more youthful over the years. Of course, we can’t neglect the fact that she’s as deserving of love as we are.
Angel returns to sucking my cock as Chelsea lies on her back and scoots herself underneath Angel’s pussy. My sister hums in ecstasy as our cousin begins to eat her out, her vocal cords sending vibrations down my shaft. I drop my head behind me and close my eyes until she takes momentary breaks to breathe and jerks me with her hand.
“Did you forget how good I am at sucking cock?” Angel asks in her most raunchy voice.
I shake my head. “No, but I did miss it,” I say and then she sucks me into her mouth again, bobbing her head up and down, attempting to suck my soul from my body through my cock like a giant straw.
She gasps for air again, saliva stretching from the tip of my cock to her lower lip as she looks up at me like she’s possessed. “I missed this too,” she says and then licks me from sack to crown before taking just the head into her mouth and flicking the tip with her tongue. “I want you inside me,” she says in a strangely dark voice and then stands and moves to the bed.
Chelsea looks up at me confused and then watches my sister as she stops in the middle of the bed on all fours and then looks at me over her shoulder.
“Well?” she says. “It’s not going to fuck itself,” she continues. I move to the bed and come up maltepe escort behind her on my knees. With my right hand I grab her hip and with my left I take hold of my meat and line it up with her sopping wet and glistening pussy. I press my tip into her folds and hold it there. “Oh, don’t tease me,” she begs, suddenly losing her dominatrix voice; I knew it wouldn’t last long.
“What’s wrong, sis? You don’t seem so tough anymore,” I say, grabbing her long blonde hair and pulling her back into me, which slams her back against me and my cock deep inside her in one rapid motion. She whimpers slightly but the heat of her pussy, and the juices that just gushed over my cock from her, tell me she’s already on the edge. “Chels, get up here and give your pussy to Angel to lick. I want to see our personal slut eat you out,” I say taking full control.
“Yes, sir,” she says seductively and then gets up off of the floor and kisses me before crawling onto the bed to position herself in front of Angel. “Wait,” I say stopping her before she crawls too far and she stops to look at me curiously.
“Yes, Master?” she plays along wonderfully.
“Kiss my sister,” I command her.
“As you wish,” she agrees and then walks on her knees until she’s face to face with Angel. “So beautiful,” she says caressing Angel with the back of her hand and then she runs her fingers through Angel’s hair; I let go of my fist full of blonde locks to allow Chelsea to do as she pleases with our little sex slave. She slowly presses her lips against Angel’s, parting them and then slipping her tongue into Angel’s mouth; Angel does the same, melting into Chelsea’s kiss.
Holding onto my sister’s hips I rock my lower half slowly, my pelvis mashing into Angel’s perfectly soft, round ass. I slowly fuck her as I watch the two beauties make out until Chelsea’s ready for more. She caresses Angel’s face one more time as she pulls away from her and then rolls onto her back. Chelsea then scoots herself underneath Angel until they’re in a 69. I stop fucking my sister when I feel one of my testicles enter Chelsea’s mouth and she beings to suck on it. I close my eyes, forcing myself to focus on breathing so I don’t blow my load too soon. Then I hear a giggle after Chelsea releases my testicle and begins to lick Angel’s pussy as I resume sliding my pole in and out of her again.
Soon I hear the muffled moans coming from both girls as they service each other thoroughly. After a couple minutes of light pounding into Angel, I pull out of her and then slap Chelsea’s forehead with it. She giggles and then coos delightedly as she sucks me into her mouth, bobbing her head as best as she can from beneath my sister. After a couple minutes I pull out of her mouth and slide back into my sister’s hot, wet pussy and attack her more vigorously. So much so that Chelsea isn’t able to do more than rub Angel’s clit. Angel even becomes distracted from eating our cousin out and begins moaning in a high-pitched voice. Those moans turn into screams in just a few minutes and before too long she’s announcing that she’s about to cum.
Her pussy clenches around my cock, which pushes me right to the edge but Chelsea warns me not to cum inside my sister, so I hold back as best as I can. When hot liquid gushes over my cock, I pull out and Chelsea takes me into her mouth again. Angel surprises us by quickly rolling over and then turning back towards me, placing her face alongside my cock. She runs her lips and tongue up and down my shaft while Chelsea focuses on the head. I can’t hold back anymore, so I explode into her mouth, which she holds there until Angel can join her. From there they pass my seed between their lips until, finally, they lock their mouths together. I hear two distinct swallowing sounds and then the two girls take turns cleaning my spunk off each other’s face from what had spilled out between their lips.
“Now, that’s how you reunite with your lovers,” Angel says. “I’m going to take a shower if anyone wants to join me,” she says and then walks to the bathroom.
Chelsea and I watch her disappear into the other room.
“I fucking love you,” Chelsea says and then kisses me; I can still taste the saltiness of my cum on her mouth and I’m somehow not as grossed out by it as I thought I’d be.
“I love you, too,” I tell her but look at her slightly confused.
“I just had to say it as much for my reassurance as for yours,” she explains.
I nod at her smiling; I’m not sure what else to say in this moment. Instead, I nod towards the bathroom and she grins. We join Angel in the shower, washing each other until we’ve successfully re-stiffened my cock. This time the girls get on their knees and take turns letting me fuck their tits. Angel is the one who ends up with my load this time, which is only fair since Chelsea’s had much more time with me than she has lately. When I come, it hits her hard in the chin and then she swallows my cock into her mouth, sucking me like a straw until I’m done ejaculating into her throat. manavgat escort She swallows every drop and then Chelsea licks her chin clean.
“What time is it?” Chelsea asks.
I shrug. “It was pretty early; we can probably go get breakfast before meeting the real estate guy,” I suggest.
“Can I come with you?” Angel asks.
I look to Chelsea and we both shrug. “I don’t see why not; you’ll be spending a lot of time with us anyway, you might as well have a say in the house we choose,” Chelsea tells her.
“Actually, that’s something I want to talk to you guys about,” she says and I shut off the shower, step out and retrieve fresh towels for all three of us. “I’m really considering transferring to CSU Fort Collins. I need to be on my own, or at least away from Mom and Dad. The sex thing is what it is, but I’m twenty-one and have never lived away from them,” she explains as she rings out her hair with her towel before dragging it over her gorgeous, supple body.
“Have you already put in for the transfer?” Chelsea asks.
Angel shakes her head. “No, I wanted to talk to you guys about it first,” she says.
“Can I ask why?” I ask her.
She looks back at me nervously. “Well,” she says with sad apprehension.
“Angel?” Chelsea presses her gently.
“Look, I’m completely in love with both of you,” she says. “But I also know that there is no society that would accept a brother-sister marriage, but in Colorado it’s legal for first cousins to marry,” she says with obvious pain in her voice. “And I know how much you two love each other and have probably talked about marriage…” she trails off and wipes a tear away. “I just want to be a part of your life, to be in a relationship with you both even though it won’t technically be a marriage,” she tells us.
“Are you really okay with that?” Chelsea asks her.
Angel shrugs. “Do I really have another choice? If I get married, I want the people I love to be there to support me; that won’t happen if I marry either one of you, so it just makes more sense not to expect marriage at all,” she says.
My heart sinks, completely breaking for my sister. A single glance at Chelsea tells me she feels the same way. Angel has a good point that in our state first cousins can legally marry, but none of our family, aside from Mom perhaps, would ever come to support us on our special day. But who says it can’t be Angel and Chelsea who marry? I mentally shake the thought from my head; I love Chelsea more than anyone, we’ve already talked about marriage. The question now is, is it more loving to let Angel make this one sacrifice of a marriage to be a part of our relationship? Or should I make the sacrifice and encourage the girls to marry each other? Or do we throw the idea of marriage out completely and just be together equally?
“I can see all the thoughts racing through your head, David,” Angel says, forcing a sweet smile onto her lips. I’ve already thought about this since the cabin; there is equal love between the three of us, but I can’t deny the extra, special connection you two have. I love you both too much to get in the way of that; I’ve only said what I’ve said in hopes to be a part of you two. Who knows? Maybe there’s a special person out there for me and we just haven’t met yet.”
“Do you really want to meet someone else?” I ask her.
She blinks away a small tear and shakes her head. “No, not really, but shouldn’t I be open to the possibility?”
Chelsea and I exchange a look and we both shrug slightly. “Let’s not worry about that right now,” Chelsea speaks up. “Let’s just enjoy our time together and worry about life decisions later. Right now, I’m starving; I’ve already worked off that donut.”
I pull my sister in for a tight hug before letting her get dressed. “Sis, you know I’ll always love you no matter where life takes us,” I tell her and she nods her head.
“I know,” she replies softly, holding me tight.
“I’d do anything for you,” I promise her.
“Anything?” she presses.
“Anything,” I confirm.
“Can you go get my bag out of my car?” she asks, lifting her face up towards mine.
I chuckle and nod. “Of course,” I say and then kiss her firm on the lips. “I love you,” I tell her one more time.
“I love you too,” she says and then I rush to get dressed so I can retrieve her small duffle from her car so she can get dressed.
In less than twenty minutes, we’re all in Mom’s Cherokee, heading for a big breakfast in town. While we’re waiting to pay the bill an hour or so later, Angel excuses herself to the restroom.
“We should go back to that steakhouse tonight,” Chelsea suggests.
“Two nights in a row?” I question her.
She nods but I see a mischievous twinkle in her eye so I scrunch my forehead to question her motives. “Just trust me. Book a table for six o’clock, request to be seated in Summer’s section,” she instructs. “Just don’t do it with Angel around; I have a plan.”
I shrug and agree to go along with her. I’m not sure if it’s a plan for Angel, or if she really is considering inviting Summer out since she gave us her number last night. I’m not even sure I’m okay with adding another girl into the mix; unless this really is for Angel and Chelsea is trying to play matchmaker. But, is Angel really interested in a lesbian relationship? Or would she rather be in a three-way relationship with us?