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"Yeah, but you haven't been with anyone else."
"That's not the point. I can see it when you're with Danni, and with Sarah. You're completely focused on who you are with at the time. That's rare. That's also probably why you can perform so well. I think you've got this clarity of thought that allows you to filter out all the little distractions that might kill your mood, and erection."
"Or you've got someone in your head that handles that for you, but whatever."
Mike nodded, ignoring the voice.
"So does that mean you do, or don't, want me to fuck you in the ass tonight?" he asked at length.
She rolled her eyes, laughing, hopping out of the truck as it pulled into the parking spot. She turned and leaned in the cab of the truck.
"Master can fuck his dirty fuck slave whenever, where-ever, and WHERE-ever he wants to," she said. She turned after grinning devilishly at him and slammed the door, letting him walk behind her as she sashayed towards class.
"Goddamn, that ass!" a familiar voice yelled.
Mike groaned and stiffened, hearing feet running towards him. Matt slammed into him and they both tumbled forwards off the side walk and into the grass.
"Hey fuckstick," Matt said, pulling Mike up after getting up himself.
"Hey dickhead," Mike replied, punching his best friend in the gut as he stood.
Matt groaned and coughed, doubling over.
Emma had turned, but she rolled her eyes and kept walking.
"That's right baby," Matt called a few seconds later, after standing and leaning on Mike for a second for support. "We'll just walk back here and enjoy the spectacular view."
Mike dropped his shoulder, causing Matt to fall to the right, back into the grass.
"Ouch, fucker," he called, pulling himself up again. "Don't tell me you don't appreciate artwork like that," Matt said, pointing towards Emma's ass, bouncing along in front of them.
Another girl passed them from behind, headed to class. She glared at Matt briefly, muttering "Pig" under her breath.
"Shit, you ain't so bad neither, baby." Matt called. "Come on back and give me a kiss, I'll make your day better," he called jogging towards the new girl. She raised an arm as if she was gonna punch him, and Matt back pedaled, raising his arms defensively.
"Shit, I'm sorry, sexy. I'll just let you come to me then," he called as she began to walk away.
Mike laughed, catching up to him then, both of them following Emma into their building.
"I'm serious man, your sister has a seriously nice ass," Matt said.
"Dude, you tell me that every time you see me," Mike said as they sat on either side of Emma.
"Yeah, well she's always got a nice ass," he replied.
"You need a girlfriend," Mike muttered.
Matt smiled and nodded. "That's what I'm sayin' bro, but your sister just won't fall for my natural charm."
"That's because I have taste, eyes, and a sense of smell," Emma said quickly, causing several people around them to start laughing.
The professor came in and started talking, ending all discussion.
*****
Emma couldn't help but grin as she walked in front of her brother and Matt, coming out of class. She knew they were both staring at her best asset. Men were so easily predictable. She didn't get so confused by them as other women did. If you don't understand what's wrong with your man, you're thinking too hard about it. That was something she'd heard one time, and for some reason it stuck with her. She added a little bounce to her step when her hips swayed, just to entice them a bit more.
"Goddamn," Matt said.
Emma smiled. She turned and waved to her brother. "See you at your truck later."
She stopped and waited for Matt to catch up, intending on walking to their next class together instead of letting him watch her ass wiggle. She didn't mind it, of course, but she didn't wanna make things too difficult for Matt, not with Missy beating the fuck out of him, literally.
She snickered and looked at him out of the corner of her eye, and couldn't get the image of him fucking his sister out of her head. They entered the building and went into the classroom, finding their usual seats.
He pulled out his notebook and began taking notes once the teacher began speaking a few minutes later. She pulled her own notebook out and started to write down what was being said, but her mind drifted away soon after.
She began to think about Danni. She had to admit that she saw what Mike loved so much about her. She figured she was closer to Danni than she was with any of her other sisters. They had so much in common for starters. They had similar personalities, they had the same taste in men, they loved to exercise together.
She'd been attracted to women since high school, and had always been interested in boys, even though she was a bit of a tomboy herself. There was something about being a sexy tomboy that seemed to drive men wild. Women were different, though. She'd never been with a woman that wasn't in her family, which was a little fucked up, she had to admit. That first night that Sarah had agreed to help her with her first time with Mike, or with any man for that matter, they hadn't actually intended on doing anything together. Sarah had said later that Emma had looked too sexy in her little lacy red lingerie and after she'd leapt on the bed, she couldn't help it. After she'd began playing with her breasts a little, there was no question about Emma wanting to make love to a woman.
Danni was a paradox, though. Emma was obviously attracted to Sarah and Beth, but even more so with Danni and Mike. Matt was a good looking guy, but didn't hold a candle to her brother, or Danni.
'What the fuck is wrong with me,' she wondered briefly.
She continued daydreaming until class ended. She walked with him until Mike's truck came in to view. Matt waved at both of them and headed towards his own truck. Seeing her brother leaning easily on his truck made her get a little weak in her knees. She felt herself getting turned on just by looking at him. He sure was a handsome devil.
He looked up and flashed his smile at her and she waved back. 'I'm so gonna suck his cock,' she thought to herself. God he did weird things to her. It's not like Beth ever made her want to eat her pussy just by looking at her. 'Alright, so that's not entirely accurate,' she admitted.
Beth could make Emma wet with just a toss of her hair and a smile.
He hopped in his truck and she followed suit, not bothering to buckle up as he began to pull out of the parking spot. She smiled and leaned against the door, spreading her legs lewdly and rubbing her pussy over her clothes.
"Jesus, Em," he said. "Someone is going to see you!"
She shrugged. "I doubt they'd care," she said, rubbing a finger over her pussy. "Can your slave suck your cock on the way home?"
Mike laughed and shook his head. "If you want, I guess."
"I'm sorry Master?" she asked.
He laughed again and sighed. "Master would like a blowjob," he said, not sounding commanding in the least.
She giggled and came over, her hands diving for his pants as he pulled out of the parking lot. She smiled as she felt his bulge, running a hand over it as she pulled his zipper down. She pushed a hand inside and found what she wanted. The urge to put it in her mouth was overwhelming and she wasted no time in doing so, feeling the warmth of it. She loved the way he tasted, even when he came in her mouth. He'd asked her once how it was, and she'd been honest at the time. "It's not like candy, but it's not bad," she'd said.
Now though, it was almost like she couldn't get enough of it. It was an odd thing. She highly doubted that it actually tasted different than it used to, but because it was Mike and she loved him, it didn't taste bad at all.
She tasted the salty precum that always oozed out when he got erect, running her tongue over the tip.
"Why don't you pull over in that parking lot," she said, lifting her head and looking towards a mostly empty lot in front of a hardware store. There was a big rig that Mike pulled up next to, on the other side from the road for some privacy. He scooted his seat back and tangled a hand up in her hair, pulling her head down.
She grinned and felt her pussy getting wetter and wetter and finally had to run a hand down to play with herself.
Mike's cock felt huge in her mouth, and she tried hard to accommodate him as he began to use her head to fuck his cock with her mouth. She felt him moan and looked up briefly seeing movement out of the corner of her eye. She smiled as she realized the trucker must be in his cab, having a clear shot of the action going on in the truck. The thought pushed her over the edge, and she began to come then and there, her hand furiously rubbing at her pussy as Mike pushed her head down into his crotch repeatedly.
She felt him push harder when the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat, and she forced it open for him, swallowing and suppressing her almost non-existent gag reflex at the same time. He moaned loudly and pushed harder, her moans and gasps furthering his own excitement.
She glanced up again, and saw the trucker still watching them, though Mike was oblivious.
She felt him groan and push her against her head again, downwards as his dick pushed into her throat.
"Fuck," he grunted, his hips shaking. He let go of her head then, but she kept it down on his cock as he began to come, and felt it shooting down her throat instead of into her mouth. She bobbed at the base of his cock for a few more seconds, her brother's head back and moaning in pleasure.
Extracting the pulsing member from her throat, she began to run her tongue along the tip, closing her lips around it and sucking out the last little bits of semen. She sat back then and smiled, pleased with herself.
Her brother shook himself from his reverie and zipped up his pants. "Thanks Em," he said with a smile.
"Dirty Fuck Slave was happy to please her Master," she said with a devilish smile. "But we did have an audience," she said, pointing towards the truck.
Mike looked at her, and then to the big rig, and then back to her. His truck roared to life and they tore out of the parking lot, heading back home.
"You should have said something, Em!"
She shrugged. "I didn't mind. All he could see was the top of my head. It's not like he knew we were twins." Mike had to agree with her logic. "It's not like I wouldn't have told you if it was someone we knew," she said, seeing his face.
Mike nodded at her. "Fair enough," he told her.
"So do you think you'll have enough stamina to fuck me in the ass tonight?" she asked him, as if it were an every day question.
Mike laughed. "I should be fine," he said. "I just need a few minutes to recuperate, and then I'm good to go again."
"Ooo," she said grinning, "does that mean I can do it again soon?"
He laughed and shook his head. "I'm planning on fooling around with Beth if Sarah isn't home. I'll be able to spend time with you later tonight and... do what you wanted... maybe."
She giggled. "Fuck me in the ass, you mean."
Mike chuckled. "Yes Emma, that."
She smiled. "Good, I was hoping you'd want to violate me."
He shook his head and sighed.
"You know you don't have to fuck me in the ass," she said.
He turned and looked at her and shook his head again. "I don't really know how to respond to that," he admitted.
"I'm saying, if you don't feel comfortable sticking that big dick in my butt, you don't have to, you big doofus."
"I know that Emma," he said, sounding slightly irritated. "I mean, I'd like to see what it feels like, but I don't know, it just seems wrong."
She looked at him like he'd just sprouted a dick out of his forehead.
"What?" he asked finally.
"Mike, you've been fucking your sisters for several months now. Fucking me in the ass is lower on the list of fucked up things we've done."
Mike shrugged at her then.
"Look, if it makes you nervous then we don't have to."
"I'll think about it and let you know later," he said.
"Okay," she replied, and sat back.
They pulled in and she led her twin inside, knowing he was watching her ass as it bounced up the stairs. Part of her wanted him to video her walking, just so she could see what all the fuss was about.
She opened the door and saw Sarah coming out of the laundry room, looking flustered.
Mike came in behind her and tossed a wave at his eldest sister, but disappeared upstairs, obviously missing the look that Sarah was giving Emma.
"What's the matter?" Emma asked, following her back in the laundry room.
Sarah sighed and shook her head. "I can't get a stain out of this shirt, and I got bleach on one of Beth's tops and ruined it. I've got to go to the grocery store, and I'm worried about Mike."
Emma shook her head then. "Sarah, just relax okay?" She turned her sister around then, an easy feat since she was several inches taller and obviously stronger, her hands finding her older sister's shoulders. "Does that feel better?" she asked, after a few minutes of soft kneading.
"Don't stop," Sarah said, almost whining.
Emma giggled, but continued squeezing.
"Don't worry about Mike. He's remembering more and more. I bet you'll have that big ole meat of his in you before too long."
Sarah giggled and shook her head in mock dismay. "You are so incorrigible, Em."
Emma smiled as her sister looked back at her, and couldn't help but lean forward and kiss her.
She leaned back into her arms and let Emma kiss her for a few long moments. Sighing at the end of it.
"You know you kiss just like him?" she said.
Emma pulled back and looked curiously at her. "So I kiss like a man? Thanks Sarebear."
Sarah cackled at that and shook her head. "You know what I mean."
Emma turned her around then and kissed her once more. "I know just what you need," she said smiling. She pushed Sarah back then, her lips once more finding her older sisters until they were stopped by the dryer.
Emma's fingers easily found the tops of Sarah's jeans shorts and fumbled with the button, popping it open as Sarah dropped her hands down to push Emma away.
"Em! Someone might come in! Are you crazy?"
"So let them," she said, pushing both of Sarah's hands out of the way and pulling her pants off in two swift movements. She dropped to her knees then, and nuzzled her way into Sarah's pubic hair.
Her older sister gasped and whispered, "Oh my!"
Emma giggled and pushed her tongue into her slit, eliciting a moan from the older girl. She licked softly, deftly, one of her hands pushing Sarah's legs open wider. She stopped briefly as Sarah helped her by hopping up on to the dryer and spreading her legs ever wider, apparently forgetting they weren't alone in the house.
Emma grinned then and dove forwards towards her waiting pussy, her lips and tongue finding it easily. Sarah gasped and wiggled, running a hand through Emma's hair as she slurped noisily in her crotch.
She pulled her sister's lips apart and sucked at her clitoris, the small nub sending pleasure rushing through Sarah's body. Her tongue and lips closed around it and pulled at it briefly, releasing and then sucking it back in.
Sarah gasped and rolled backwards on her buttocks, bringing her pussy upwards as Emma sucked deeply at it, burying her face and rubbing it gently back and forth, Sarah's clitoris firmly between her lips and teeth.
The older girl moaned and gasped, an orgasm crashing down on her as Emma's tongue and lips drove her over the edge. She rubbed Emma's face up and down for a few seconds until the orgasm had passed, but then lifted her sister's face up and kissed her.
"Mmm," she said. "Thank you."
Emma smiled and winked, reaching for a towel. "Any time, Sarebear," she said. "I'm going to go do a little studying and maybe take a nap," she said. "I hope that made you feel better," she said, turning. "If not, I can always do it again," she finished with a devilish grin.
Sarah, dropping off the dryer and fumbling for her underwear, only managed a grin and a nod.
Smiling, Emma left the room and headed upstairs.
*****
Mike pulled open the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water, unscrewing the cap and taking a long pull. Sarah came in from the laundry room then and smiled at him.
"How was school?" she asked, a pile of clothes in her hand.
"It was okay. Just more notes, getting ready for tests."
She smiled and turned, heading up the stairs, Mike following behind.
He couldn't help but watch her cute butt bouncing in front of him.
"You know, you could just say fuck it and... well, fuck it."
'Shush,' he thought.
She reached the top of the stairs and pushed open Danni's door, then dropped her clothes on her bed and turned.
Mike stopped her and pulled her close for a hug. "I just want you to know that I really appreciate all you do for us," he said, squeezing her.
She smiled up at him and sighed happily, enjoying the feeling of being in his arms.
Mike rubbed a hand up and down her back, the sensation of her breasts squished up against his stomach turning him on. He leaned down and kissed her cheek quickly, feeling his cock swelling. He didn't try to hide it too much, figuring that it would play well with his story that he still didn't remember.
Releasing her, he turned and grinned as he heard her sigh and once again head downstairs.
"Hey Beth, Danni," she called as soon as she hit the bottom step. Mike quickly went to the bathroom then, crossing in front of the stairway as Danni and Beth began to walk up them towards their rooms.
He stopped on the other side, and grabbed both of his sisters when they came up, quickly kissing Danni and then Beth.
Both girls grinned at him. "What was that for?"
He shrugged. "Just felt like reminding you that I love you," he said.
Danni smiled and hugged him again, as did Beth. Finally they broke free.
"I'm going to shower," he said, pointedly looking at Beth.
She couldn't help but grin, and then winked at him knowingly.
Danni couldn't hide her smile either. "I think I'll go make sure Sarah is distracted for 10 minutes," she said.
"Make it 20," Beth said with a giggle.
Danni turned and dropped her bag in her room, turning and heading back downstairs.
"Give me a few minutes and I'll join you," Beth whispered.
Mike grinned and nodded, turning back to the bathroom again.
He went inside, turned on the water and stripped, but didn't enter. Instead he leaned easily against the counter.
A few minutes later, Beth knocked quietly at the door and entered, closing and locking it behind her. She turned back just as Mike wrapped her up in his arms and kissed her deeply.
Her lips were soft and yielding, and his tongue quickly found its way in.
She sighed happily in his arms and melted back against the door as he began to kiss her cheek and then down the side of her neck, pulling her shorts and panties off as he did so.
He sucked gently at the tender skin of her neck, his teeth lightly nibbling as he moved slowly downwards. She moaned softly as he reached the spot where neck met shoulder and began to kiss softly and nibble.
"Fuck," she said quietly, happily.
Mike smiled and found the edge of her shirt, pulling it up over her head as he moved his lips back to her neck. Her breasts spilled free as his fingers worked the bra loose, and she obliged his efforts by letting it slide to the floor.
His hands pulled her up then, away from the door and towards the shower as they continued to kiss, his lips finding hers again.
Her tongue was warm and soft, but muscular and forceful. She was very turned on. He found a nipple with his free hand, the other pulling her gently closer. They staggered backwards towards the shower as she felt around for the door behind him.
He broke the kiss then and brought one of her perfect breasts upward and into his waiting mouth, his tongue and teeth greeting it quickly.
