She never would have seen me standing there looking out at her. We never would have stared at each other for that long moment, before voices were raised and given back in answer. As far as anyone knew, nothing had happened. Everything was bought and paid for. Wasn't it? She looked from my uncle and her father, back at my doorway one last time, before she turned away and ran quickly up the steps into her father's Sandcrawler, leaving behind the touch, taste and scent...the cooling heat of her all over me, around me, and in me. I sighed deeply, lost in thought, and blonde went to get cleaned up. My name is John David, JD for short. My two older sisters and I were raised by our dad. Our mom died when we were very young. My sisters, April and Glenda are fraternal twins and a year older than me. Our dad is a doctor and it seemed he worked pov all the time. At sixteen, Glenda was a cute girl, even though she was a bit chunky at five foot five inches, a hundred and thirty pounds. She wasn’t fat at all, but her butt and anal thighs were a little heavy. She wore her blonde hair cut very short. The advantage to her being chunky was that she had a whole chest full of tits. They were huge. April, on the other hand, had a rather plain face, but she had a nice figure and delicious looking perky tits—probably C cups. She was five foot eight, a hundred and twenty-five pounds and also blonde, but she wore her hair longer, past her shoulders. The thing both of them had in common was their personalities. They were always in a good mood, cheery and funny, always joking around and laughing. As for me, I was nearing in on my fifteenth birthday. I was the kind of guy who could walk into a room and no one would notice. I was five foot ten, a hundred and ten pounds, with a pimple ridden face. In my mind, my one redeeming feature was a decent cock. It wasn’t huge, but it was very close to seven inches when hard, albeit missionary slightly on the slender side. My sisters seemed to take great delight in keeping my dick hard twenty-four seven when we were alone at home. They accomplished that in a variety of ways: including, but not limited to wearing skimpy clothes around the house and making blowjob sexual comments to me and each other. Of course they never tired of teasing me about being hard and needing to jack off a lot. As time went on, I gave up trying to hide my boners and just endured their teasing. In an act of defiance, I often wore light-weight loose shorts without underwear. One Friday evening, Dad told us he had to pull a seventy-two hour shift in the emergency room. I trembled, my ears flicking. "Honestly, my mom didn't freak out or get pissed. "Did you see his dick? Nevertheless, I gave her a little wink as she got on her boots and left, with me waving goodbye to her until she was out of view. "I think it's a good idea to allow the men to join...us..." she sort of trails off, staring at my penis. The cheerleader orgy raging in my office had stopped. They were not being utilized. “Sorry Tanya, but what are you going to do when each of these guys does that to you.” What’s wrong, don’t you do girls?” She felt exposed, blowjob slightly embarrassed. I get up and raise my glass of Coke to the table to make a toast. I guess that I wasn’t pov careful enough because just as I got on he opened his eyes to see my moist pussy right in front of his face. I couldn’t tell how far his fingers reached; but Betsy was getting hotter and my cock harder watching. I craved one! missionary I positioned my self to enter her then I noticed his juices dripping out , I put my finger inside her and pulled an empty condom out. When my orgasm hit it was earth shattering and very emotional. They were lacy and delicate, the fabric soaked with my juices. Now here we go.. Apparently, you were getting your sexual relief elsewhere and didn't need to make love with me." I’m already semi-erect as she takes me in hand. This week was Janet’s anal turn, as she unloaded her van blonde Terry who had been watching the team work got a good look at her. I looked back at my own sketch and used an eraser to rub out the sneer on her face and the hemline which was now drawn too far down her thighs. She grabbed the jeans and my underwear together and pulled them down together. ENDING NUMBER ONE