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Ch. 25 Codes: Mff, ff, oral, anal, semi-inc, teen, rom
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Marianne and I went out on our usual Friday evening date that weekend, though
Hayley came along with us. Far from being jealous of Hayley's increasingly
frequent presence, as I had once feared, Marianne seemed to be adjusting
quite well to having her around. Granted, the usual sisterly teasing and
jibes were always there, but it was never anything that struck at the heart
of our relationship, whatever it was. As long as Marianne had her share of
private time with me (something I was careful about), she didn't seem to mind
much at all about bringing Hayley along.
We went to dinner down by the beach and then walked through the neighborhood
outside the University. We window-shopped for about half an hour, drifting
randomly around, before passing the tattoo parlor. Hayley slowed down and
lingered in front of the window.
"Steve?"
"Hmm?"
"Could I--" she glanced at Marianne "--could I get a belly ring?"
Marianne laughed out loud.
"Go for it," she said. "I don't care."
Hayley smiled nervously at her, then looked back to me.
"Can I?"
"I guess so. Sure."
"It's going to hurt worse than that tattoo," Marianne said. "It's not like
getting your ears pierced."
Hayley fidgeted for a few seconds.
"I wanna do it."
"Okay," I said, "let's go."
We went inside, and while Hayley lay on her back awaiting her operation,
Marianne and I leaned against the counter and watched.
"Do you like that clit stud Tiffany has?"
I gave her a wary look.
"Not on you."
She grinned.
"You don't think it would look good?"
"I'd have to think about it."
She giggled.
"I'm kidding. There's no way I'm letting anyone shove needle through my
clit. But I was maybe thinking of getting a tongue stud like Ashley's."
She licked her lips.
"You know what those are good for, right? I'd think you'd enjoy that one, at
least."
A frisson of anticipation ran down my spine, and my teeth went on edge.
"Yeah."
She giggled and nuzzled my shoulder. A few minutes later, Hayley reappeared
with her belly ring.
"It didn't hurt that much. What do you think?"
She held up her baby tee so we could get a good look at it. She had gotten a
little gold ring just like Marianne's.
"I like it."
"It looks good on you, short stuff."
"Thanks."
I paid the bill, and we resumed our window shopping. Hayley kept checking
out her navel about every five seconds until Marianne laughed at her for
doing it.
Not far down the street was a trendy sex toy/video store that seemed to cater
to the same crowd I had seen hanging around the tattoo parlor. Both Marianne
and Hayley laughed and leaned against the window to look inside.
"Can we go in there?" Hayley asked.
I glanced toward the door, where I saw the expected "No One Under 18
Admitted" sign.
"You may have to stay out here, Little Kit."
She pouted, but she didn't argue. Marianne took my hand and led me into the
store. We spent a few minutes browsing the adult videos and bondage gear
before Marianne suddenly shrieked in excited embarrassment. She ran down the
aisle and grabbed something off the shelf. As I approached, I saw what she
had found: a strap-on dildo.
"Have you ever used one of these?"
I laughed.
"Me? I don't exactly need one, I think."
"No, I mean like with another girl."
"No."
"Can we get it?"
"Seriously?"
"Yeah."
"What for?"
"I don't know, like to use with Tiffany or Ashley."
"You want to use it?"
Her excitement dropped a notch or two.
"Does that weird you out or something?"
"Not really. It's just a surprise."
"Oh. So can we?"
"I guess so."
She took my hand and led me to the counter. The salesman was jaded enough
not to give either of us a second glance as he bagged it up. We found Hayley
waiting dejectedly on a bench outside, but she jumped up as we came out of
the store.
"What did you get?"
Marianne opened the bag to let her see. Hayley's forehead creased in
confusion.
"What . . . what is it?"
Marianne giggled and leaned in to whisper something to her. Hayley's eyes
swelled after a few seconds, and she looked at Marianne in amazement.
"No way."
"Way."
Hayley looked back in the bag, then back up at the two of us.
"Wow. Jeez."
She remained in a state of dazed shock for several minutes as we walked back
to the car. Marianne had opened the box to examine the thing on the drive
home when Hayley suddenly spoke up.
"Are we going to use that tonight?"
Marianne looked up in surprise, glancing at me, then at her sister.
"Uh . . . I don't know. Do you want to?"
"What did you get it for, then?"
"For like, with the other girls."
"But not me?"
Marianne glanced at me again.
"Why? Do you want to try it out?"
"Could we?"
Marianne shrugged.
"I guess so. Why not?"
My head spun momentarily--but no, that's not really it, I thought a
split-second later. They wouldn't really be having sex. It wouldn't be much
different than playing with each other's tits when we all made love together.
Less than that, right? They wouldn't even really be touching each other.
Not much, anyway.
The girls seemed intrigued by this idea, so I kept my thoughts to myself. We
drove the rest of the way in silence.
Once we were inside, Hayley and Marianne went straight upstairs. They sat on
my bed, and examined the dildo together. Hayley turned it over in her hands
while Marianne read the little instruction book that came with it. The dildo
was one of those thick, veined, silicone rubber pseudo-penises, not just a
hard rod of plastic. I saw Hayley wrinkle her nose and sniff the thing
briefly as I hung up my sport jacket.
"How does it work?" Hayley asked.
Marianne showed her something in the manual.
"I think it's kind of like a jockstrap."
"Huh."
"What have you got in mind here?" I asked.
Marianne giggled, then took the dildo from Hayley and hopped off the bed.
"I'm going to go put it on. You guys get undressed."
Hayley and I helped each other out of the remainder of our clothes, then lay
down on the bed. She lay on her back, propping herself up on her elbows and
looking nervously toward the bathroom where Marianne was getting ready.
Hoping to calm her down, I rolled next to her and took her in my arms. She
kissed me as I played with her breasts, squeezing them and pushing them
around on her chest. I bent to suck on her left nipple, and slid a hand down
between her thighs. I ran my finger through her neatly trimmed blonde pubes
before finding her clit. I gave it a tweak, and she convulsed under me,
biting my tongue lightly.
I continued playing with her after I heard the bathroom door open. Marianne
tickled my feet, and I looked up.
It did indeed look like she had on a jockstrap, albeit one with a seven-inch
rubber penis sticking out of it. Hayley's eyes bulged, but she said nothing.
"Roll over," Marianne said. "Get on your hands and knees."
Hayley complied, and Marianne climbed on the bed behind her. I sat up to
watch as Marianne reached between Hayley's legs, feeling her way forward. I
noticed that she had rubbed the massage oil all over the dildo, and she now
eased the oily rubber penis into her sister.
Hayley moaned, inhaling sharply as Marianne sank into her.
"How does that feel?"
Hayley only whimpered, putting her head down on the pillow. I reached out to
caress her face as Marianne began to fuck her slowly. Hayley moved with her,
rocking back and forth, and after a ten or twenty seconds of it, reached
between her legs to play with herself. She braced herself against the
headboard as Marianne began thrusting harder.
"Get in front of her," Marianne said suddenly. "Get her to suck you while I
fuck her."
Hayley moved back a little to let me in, and I slid over. She grabbed my
cock with her free hand and immediately swallowed it up. She bobbed as
eagerly as she could go, and I could feel the force of Marianne's thrusts
through Hayley's mouth.
"Is this doing anything for you?" I gasped.
Marianne grinned.
"Well, physically, not really. But it's still hot."
Hayley moaned around my erection, pushing back harder at her sister.
Marianne resumed her thrusts, and Hayley sucked harder on me. She began to
whimper, bouncing back and forth between us, impaling herself from two
directions, on my dick and Marianne. Marianne responded by fucking her
faster, and I could see Hayley's hand going like crazy between her legs. A
few seconds later, she let out a squeak, bit down lightly on my dick, and
shuddered in orgasm. Marianne continued fucking her, and Hayley suddenly
reared up, embracing me and kissing me as her sister did her from behind. I
reached under her, finding her wet twat split open by the dildo, and began
masturbating her myself. Marianne's rapid thrusts caused Hayley to press
closely against me, and I felt her beginning to shiver with another orgasm.
She squealed into my ear when it peaked, and then threw herself to the side,
falling off of the dildo. She held my arm tightly, shaking in the aftermath.
Marianne crawled forward and kissed me. I reached between her legs, past the
dildo, and found her dripping pussy. She purred as I stroked her.
"That was pretty cool."
"What do you want to do now?"
She reached over and stroked Hayley's arm.
"You want to try it?"
"On you?"
She laughed.
"Who else? Yeah."
"Okay."
Marianne took the thing off and helped Hayley into it. Then she ran back to
the bathroom, returning with the massage oil.
"I want you two to fuck me at the same time. I'll get on top of Steve, and
you do me from behind."
"You mean, like, in your butt?"
"Right."
She oiled up the dildo again, ignoring Hayley's look of nervous apprehension,
then oiled herself. I had remained on my back, and Marianne crawled over me.
She lay down on top, kissing me and writhing against me. I felt her
reaching between us, and a moment later I was sliding into her wetness.
She pulled up her knees, opening herself to Hayley, who crawled around behind
her.
"Are you ready for this?" she asked me.
"Are you?"
"I'm going to try. I've always fantasized about doing it like this. Since
I'm not going to do it with another guy now, this is the next best thing."
I felt Hayley closing with us, then Marianne tensing up.
"Gently, okay? I'm really tight back there now."
I couldn't see much from my angle, but I felt it when Hayley thrust slowly
into Marianne's butt, because Marianne shuddered and dug her nails into my
arm. Then I felt the dildo moving against my cock, separated by a thin layer
of tissue inside her. The sensation sent chills down my spine.
Marianne whimpered softly, but pushed back against both of us.
"What do I do?" Hayley asked.
"Fuck me. Gently, but fuck me."
Hayley began to thrust slowly in and out of her sister's ass. I couldn't
move much at all in my position, because Marianne held me tightly in her arms
and between her knees. I didn't want to hurt her, so I lay still. And the
stimulation I was getting from Hayley made my participation unnecessary.
Marianne writhed slowly between us, moaning, gripping my arms, biting at my
shoulder, kissing me weakly, digging herself against my cock. Hayley kept up
a slow, steady thrusting, and I was soon getting more and more heated up. I
was unable to stop myself from thrusting up at Marianne slowly, and she
pushed back at me, rolling her hips. She whimpered again, and moved more
purposefully.
The novelty of this encounter soon dulled my perception of it, and I lost
myself in the sensations. Hayley sped her thrusts, and Marianne began
rocking rapidly back and forth. Her hands her claws on my shoulders, and her
face was twisted into an agonized grimace as if she were being tortured. Her
movements sped up, and soon she was thrashing between us. She let out a
shriek, digging her nails into my arms so hard it hurt. A titanic wave of
climax seemed to be washing over her, and she finally threw herself violently
forward across my chest. Hayley stayed inside her, staying where she was.
She grinned down at me.
"This is actually pretty cool. I think I can kind of see what it's like to
be a guy now."
Marianne whimpered softly against my neck, hugging me. Hayley withdrew,
going into the bathroom to clean up. I stroked Marianne's back
affectionately.
"You okay?"
"Sore," she managed, "but happy."
"Good."
"Did you come?"
"No."
She rolled slowly on her back, pulling me on top of her.
"Come now. Use me." She giggled. "Just fuck me. I'm too tired to come
again anyway."
Taking the hint, I began thrusting into her. I had been hard for so long
without release that my erection ached, and the sweet friction of her wet
pussy swept over me, consuming me in pleasure. My cum was rapidly boiling in
my groin, spinning, surging, then finally spurting helplessly into her. She
held me close, lying still under me. I fell onto her body with a gasp.
"I love you," she whispered, "I love you."
"Mmm. You too."
Then the phone rang. I had no intention of answering it until I leaned over
and glanced at the Caller ID.
"Who is it?"
"Your mom. I better get it."
I reached for the handset just as Hayley came out of the bathroom, naked,
holding the strap-on dildo. I had to close my eyes and compose myself before
speaking to their mother.
"Hello?"
"Steve, it's Elizabeth. The girls are there, aren't they?"
"Yes. Do you want to talk to them?"
"Let me speak to Marianne."
I gave her the phone, and she listened for a few moments. The color slowly
drained out of her face.
"Okay. We'll be right over."
She hung up and gulped, staring at me in distress.
"My dad just got arrested. They caught him with some girl at the
supermarket."
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