Valerie Gray: Siblings Who Lust With Trust

A bare butt was only two feet in front of his eyes!

Then the owner of that fine ass bent over to remove the jeans and panties and he got a perfect view of downy blond hair surrounding a pair of pouting pussy lips as the girl lifted one leg and then the other to remove the clothing.

Blond.

It had to be Helen Smith. His sister's hair was jet black and Wendy's was reddish brown. The bare ass moved away from him and he heard Helen's voice say: “Does it hurt?”

Jennifer's voice answered, “Not really, but it itches!”

What was going on?

Then Helen's body cleared the hole and Jack gasped. There, standing beside her bed, was Jennifer and she was buck naked! She was facing him, leaning over, looking down and her hands were at her… pussy.

It looked odd somehow.

There was something wrong with the patch of black hair there. Jennifer's finger prodded at her pubic hair and he gasped again as he realized her finger was touching not hair, but a small tattoo where hair should have been. She was too far away to see what it was, but the idea of some guy staring right at his sister's pussy as he put that tattoo there made Jack's dick stiffen and leak.

Wendy spoke: “He said to put lotion on it. Maybe that will make it feel better. Oh Jennifer that is SOOOOO HOT!” she squealed.

Helen chimed in again “What did it feel like when he shaved that area? Did it make you wet?”

All three girls squealed again but then Jennifer said “I was so embarrassed. He wanted to shave the whole thing, but I couldn't take it. It was bad enough when he breathed on my pussy.”

More squealing and giggling.

Unfortunately, about that time all three girls put on their nightgowns. Jack groaned as he tried to stand up and found that he was stiff from crouching down by the hole. His dick was rock hard too. He'd have to do something about that.

He had to beat off twice before he could get to sleep.

***

The next morning Jack woke up early and was wide awake. He knew since his parents were gone he'd have to fix his own breakfast. He decided to make pancakes and watch cartoons. Without thinking, he went to the kitchen dressed only in his jockey shorts. He was standing at the stove when he heard a noise and turned to find Helen standing there, eyes wide, staring at him.

She was still dressed in her nightgown, which was really just a XXL T shirt that came down to her thighs. He remembered seeing her put it on the night before and knew she hadn't put on panties. About the time he felt his dick lurch, he realized he was in only his undies. If his dick got hard she'd see it for sure. He decided to try to control himself and bluff it out.

“Hey Helen,” he said, and then turned around to flip the pancake.

“H-hi Jack,” Helen stammered.

“You want a pancake?” He didn't turn around.

“Um… sure… I guess.”

He thought he might pull it off by serving her the pancake that was in the pan and then going to his room to get dressed, but before he could do that he heard Jennifer and Wendy coming down the stairs.

They too were wearing T shirts and who knew what else. They greeted Helen and then Wendy squealed.

“Hey, what's your brother doing in the kitchen half naked?”

“Oh he does that all the time. He's a real dweeb. He thinks he's Charles Atlas or something and that the girls will think he's buff.” Jennifer loved to put him down.

He heard Helen whisper, “He IS pretty buff!”

Then Wendy added in a louder whisper “Yeah and he's got a cute butt too!” and then all three girls squealed and laughed.

Jennifer yelled: “Turn around, stud, and let us have a look at the good parts.”

And all the girls were shrieking again.

Jack tried to keep from blushing, but it didn't work and he knew the back of his neck and his ears were probably bright red. He bent over the frying pan, but the pancake was getting really dark. He was going to have to do something soon.

“Ha! Ha! Ha!” he said, not turning. “What a comedian. You guys want some pancakes?”

It was all he could think to do.

To his surprise all three said, “Yes, we're starving,” and they bustled around the kitchen getting plates, milk and so on before sitting at the table.

They immediately put their heads together, whispering. When Jack heard the words “last night” he figured they were talking about Jennifer's tattoo. He heard Jennifer say that it hurt a little, and that it itched too. He stole glances at them to see what they were doing. He idly noticed that Wendy's boobs were straining against her shirt, and he could see her nipples.

Then he noticed that Jennifer's breasts were clearly defined in her own T shirt. He thought again about the tattoo and suddenly realized his dick was fully erect.

He looked down in horror and saw it straining against the thin fabric of his jockey's.

By now he had cooked up six pancakes, but he couldn't turn around to serve them or the girls would see his hard-on. Suddenly Wendy was standing beside him.

“Where are those pancakes?” she said.

Then she saw the front of his shorts.

She squealed and pushed him away from her. “Jennifer! Look at your brother! Look at his shorts!”

She grabbed his shoulders and turned him. He tried to resist, losing the pancakes on the floor in the process and almost dropping the plate.

By the time he had that under control he was facing his sister and Helen.

They were both staring at what his stiff dick was doing.

“Wow!” said Helen in a hushed voice. “It's bigger than I thought.”

“Yeah,” Jennifer said in a sort of dreamy voice. Then she realized what she'd said and she yelled, “YOU PERVERT!!! What are you doing standing around like that in front of my friends?”

“I wanna see it!” yelled Wendy.

“No way, Ho-xay!!” squealed Helen.

Jack put the plate down and covered his bulge with both his hands. He began edging toward the door.

“Drop your drawers” yelled Wendy gleefully. She began chanting that over and over. Helen joined in nervously, at first, and then she was jumping up and down yelling even louder than Wendy. Jennifer stood there, stunned, as her two best friends demanded that her brother actually show them his stiff young prick.

What the heck?

Why not?

She moved to block his escape.

Jack looked at his sister, pleading with his eyes.

“No way , brother dearest” she said. “You brought this on yourself. Now you have to pay the price.” She began chanting right along with her friends.

Jack couldn't believe it. All three girls were yelling, telling him to show them his cock! He couldn't think because of the noise.

Finally she yelled at the top of his lungs “Okay!!!”

There was almost instant silence as the girls held their breath to see what he would do. Jack looked around again but saw there would be no escape. He took a breath, thumbed his waistband, and then bent over, sliding his shorts clear to his ankles.

He stood up, his face red.

His peter stuck out at the girls, plain to see.

The reaction was something none of them expected. The girls froze, their mouths open as they gazed at the first engorged penis any of them had seen clearly.

It was about six inches long, and bent slightly to the left. The head was pointed and slim, giving way to the shaft, which was much larger in diameter. The head was almost purple and dark, while the shaft was much lighter. Beneath his rod hung his balls, loose and drooping, though full of juice.

He looked undeniably… male.

Whatever the girls had expected to feel, they were all taken by surprise. Wendy and Helen felt quivers between their legs and both immediately wished they were alone so they could masturbate.