Ashley makes Hannah come first.

Taylor whimpered into Heather's pussy as she kept licking the younger woman in a 69 position on top of her. Hannah started gently thrusting again with her strap-on, making Taylor moan louder. Heather moaned as she licked Taylor's clit, the college girl's tongue making it hard for Heather to concentrate.

Ashley paced around restlessly, looking at the other girls from every angle as Taylor and Heather rose toward their climaxes. She stalked over to the dresser and pulled a ball-headed wand vibrator out of the drawer as Hannah suggested. She plugged in an extension cord and connected it to the two-prong wall outlet. Unlike Gavin's, Hannah's hardware was compatible with the older electrical system. She put an attachment over the ball-shaped head that added a blunt-pointed peg like a small dildo pointing off to the side. She stretched a thin latex glove over the top as Hannah insisted for easy clean-up and gave the vibe a quick test in her palm. Whzzzz! Whzzzz! it purred, nice and strong. Ashley added a squirt of lube from a bottle in the drawer and smoothed it over the projecting peg, making it nice and slippery.

Hannah was into a steady rhythm filling up Taylor with her strap-on. Their new playmate Heather moaned erratically as the more-experienced Taylor gave the cheerleader's pussy a tongue bath.

"Hey sis, here's what you asked for," Ashley said. She slid the peg of the vibrator down Hannah's butt crease, left exposed by the two-strap harness, and rested it on Hannah's pussy.

"Brat, what...?" Hannah said.

Ashley snapped on the switch. The peg slid into Hannah's pussy, vibrating inside her.

"OH FUCK!" Hannah cried. Her hips pumped hard, fast deep, in their own rhythm. Her toes clenched. Her face and chest flushed red.

"Call me a brat," Ashley muttered, holding the vibrator inside her big sister.

Hannah's hard, fast thrusts brought Taylor off as well. Her feet kicked out wide and high, and her toes curled, snapping as they tightened up. "Hanners, fuck, ahhh!" she cried.

"Boom!" Ashley said. After Hannah looked half wrung-out, she snapped off the vibrator and pulled it back.

Hannah stared back at her little sister with a combination of bliss and annoyance. Her breaths still came fast and deep, panting as she came back from her orgasm.

"My turn?" Ashley said.

"Brandon," Hannah started, panting, "Must be. Some tease today. Ah. Yeah your turn. Brat."

Taylor lay back on the bed, her face wet with Heather's juices, staring at the ceiling dreamily.

Heather, red-faced and damp-chinned from Taylor, stared at Ashley. "What. The. Actual. Fuck?" she said.

"Oh, sorry Heather," Ashley said. "It can be your turn if you like."

Heather blinked. "Who is this Ashley Woodsen?"

Ashley shrugged. "I know all my sister's stuff," she said. "She helped me a lot with Brandon. Well, not helped helped, but you know, I asked her everything."

Heather looked, not knowing what to say.

"You wanna help me get off?" Ashley asked. "Or can I help you?"

"Um," Heather said, taking a deep breath. She got off the top of Taylor and sat on the edge of the bed. "Well."