Dorsai - Close knit family

It had been long enough for me to be able to respond to the incredibly erotic show that Donna and Wendy had just given Karen and me. I knew Karen could feel my reaction because she was slowly twisting her body in front of me so that she was rubbing the head of my semi-erect penis.

After giving me a mischievous glance over her shoulder, Karen told her sister "Wen, it isn't just girls that you can use your mouth on. Donna and I have both done that for Uncle Ted, too. Do you want to see how that works? And if you want to, you can even try it, too, a little bit — but I should probably be the one to finish him, so I can show you what happens. Would you like that?"

I saw two pairs of nipples erect before Wendy licked her lips and answered "Um, yeah, I would.

Seeing how you do that, and… and maybe trying it."

As Karen got up to sit next to me, Wendy moved to take a position on the opposite side; then Karen had me slide down so that I could lay flat on the bed. With me in position, and Wendy paying rapt attention, Karen graced me with a smile before leaning over and taking my semi-erect cock in her mouth. It didn't take her but a very few minutes (damn she was good, even at fourteen!) to get me almost completely erect before letting me slip from between her lips.

Looking up at Wendy, Karen explained "His penis doesn't really have much of a taste — it's more like just like when you lick someones clean skin. Unless he's been doing things, of course!

Then he'll taste like wherever his penis has been — if it's inside me, he'll taste like me; if one of us has used our mouth on him, then he'll just taste like his semen. That's kind of thick, and tastes a little bit salty; I really like it, but Donna says she doesn't like it as much as I do, but she'll still let him climax in her mouth. When he does that, his semen — his juice — squirts out the end, usually pretty hard, unless he's already had a climax not long before. There isn't a lot of it, really, but it sure seems like there is, most of the time. When I finish him, I usually keep my mouth on him so that I can swallow all of his juice — but this time, I'll take my mouth off right before so you can see what happens. When you know he's getting close, you can hold his testicles in your hand; when you feel them pull up next to his body, he's close , and when you feel him suddenly get harder, that's when it's going to happen — just so you know. He still isn't completely hard, but I wanted to let you know this other stuff before I got too busy. I'll be doing stuff that I know Uncle Ted likes, but what you can do is just try different things and see what a guy likes -

sucking on him, using your tongue in different ways and on different places, even maybe carefully using your teeth. But generally, you don't want to let your teeth touch him, and it's better and easier if you leave some of your spit on him; it keeps things slippery, and makes everything feel better for him. You'll see me use my hand on him, too… that's called 'jacking him off'; if you do that until he climaxes, it's called a 'hand job'. Using your mouth on him is called a 'blowjob' — I don't know why, since you suck, not blow. Anyway, I like to make him climax like this, so I'm telling you all of this now so I don't have to stop and explain things while I'm doing it. Just let me know when you think you want to try it."

Wendy nodded her understanding and agreement, and Karen got her lips wrapped around me again. A couple more minutes, and I was fully erect as she slowly bobbed her head up and down on my manhood.

I think (hope!) that Karen was just "killing time" until Wendy was ready to have a try; she was doing an exemplary job of making sure I stayed hard while showing her younger sister some of the more obvious things she could do — treating my erect cock as though it were an ice cream cone and trying to lick me to death; trying to get her lips wrapped around me from the side, and sucking on me that way; slowly bobbing her head up and down as she clamped her lips around me; even "just" sucking on the head of my cock while she leisurely jacked me off. As she shifted from one thing to another, Karen would pause long enough to briefly let Wendy know what she was going to do.

I had to watch as Karen demonstrated fellatio to her younger sister, just as I had to look at Wendy several times to see what she thought of what Karen was doing. In the latter case, it was pretty clear that she found the sight arousing — she'd developed a faint flush, her nipples had erected, and she was breathing in little pants. I could also detect an aroma that was different than Donna's or Karen's — and hoped that I could sample it myself, one day.

Watching the two of them while being the recipient of Karen's considerable oral talents was beginning to have an effect on me when I saw Wendy lean forward, then heard her say "If… if it's okay, I'd like to try now…"

If it could have, my cock would have gotten even harder at the idea of the last and prettiest of my nieces taking my erection in her mouth; but Karen had already gotten me as hard as I could get.

Karen didn't hesitate even a moment to pull her mouth off of me and tell her sister "Go ahead. I know you'll do okay, and when he gets close, I'll let you know so I can finish him."

With that, I watched as little Wendy leaned over, and after giving me a smile, opened her mouth and took the head of my manhood between her lips. That first image of Wendy with her lips wrapped around me is one that will stay with me forever.

For several seconds, Wendy just held me in her mouth, as though she were simply verifying what Karen had told her about my cock not having much of a taste. When she was satisfied that I didn't, she slowly and carefully began trying to duplicate the things that Karen had done -

something that proved to be exquisite torture. With the benefit of the things she'd heard from Karen, Wendy had some idea of how to please me — but without any actual prior experience, her actions weren't really enough to stimulate me all that much.

At least, not in the beginning. But after several minutes of trying different things, she began to get a fairly good idea of what she could do, and how, to please me the most. And as she began to get the desired results, her skills quickly increased, as did her enthusiasm. When I spared a glance at Karen, I could see from the expression on her face that she was amused and pleased that her younger sister was having the impact on me that she was.

The sight of Wendy with my erection in her mouth proved to be even more arousing than seeing Karen or Donna doing the same things; and with the increasing talent she was demonstrating, Wendy was moving me along rather nicely toward filling her greedy mouth with my cum.

But Karen was keeping a weather eye on things, and when I felt myself hitting the "home stretch", Karen told her sister "You'd better let me do it, now — he's going to do it before long."

I could see the disappointment and regret on Wendy's face as she pulled her mouth off of me, and sat up again; Karen quickly picked up where Wendy had left off, which suited me just fine .

I'd closed my eyes so that I could focus on the feeling of my manhood in Karen's warm mouth when I felt a small hand cup my balls; a second later, another gently wrapped itself around the base of my penis. I knew that both of Karen's hands were already on me, which meant that it had to be Wendy with my scrotum and erection in her hands. That got the idea into my head that I had one niece blowing me while the other helped, and that was enough to really get me going. It couldn't have been more than a minute before I felt myself get ready to spray the ceiling with cum.

Even as I felt the first wad of jism start down my dick, Karen pulled her head off — leaving no place for my cum to go but damn near straight up before coming back down to land almost in my belly button. The next landed a bit farther up, since Wendy had let my cock tilt a little. Then Karen wrapped her lips around me again, and the rest of my semen bounced off of her tonsils; when my penis began to relax again, Karen carefully milked the last few drops out of me with her lips and swallowed before releasing me from her mouth. With a pleased smile on her face, Karen told Wendy "If you want to know what his stuff tastes like, you can get just a little bit of it on your finger.", gesturing toward one of the couple of puddles decorating my lower abdomen.