Getting Ready

Heather was spot on: we wouldn't have a moment's rest until our parents arrived. Our friends and neighbors made sure our days were packed, and any rare downtime was spent either scrubbing our house of its sinful remnants or indulging in each other's bodies behind closed doors. We even managed to transform our playroom into a passable guest room, hiding our naughty toys and furniture away in closets and the garage. Heather moved into the new guest room, and we did our best to make it look lived in.

When the day of their arrival finally came, I was a nervous wreck. I barely slept the night before, tossing and turning with unsettling dreams. But waking up to Heather's naked body draped over mine was both comforting and arousing. She usually woke me with her mouth on my cock, so I thought I'd return the favor. I slipped out from under her, rolling her onto her back, and spread her legs wide. Her firm, young body was a sight to behold, with her flat stomach, pierced navel, and smooth, glistening pussy.

I dove in, pulling her sweet mound to my mouth. I licked her outer lips, then her delicate folds, working my way to her sensitive clit. Her slit grew wetter as she moaned in her sleep. The tangy flavor of her juices was a delicious treat. She woke with a loud moan, grabbing my head and guiding my tongue over her engorged clit. I serviced her until she was writhing and moaning uncontrollably, shuddering from an intense orgasm.

Then, with her competitive spirit kicking in, she pushed me away and threw me onto the bed. She swallowed my rock-hard cock, taking it deep into her throat while licking the underside of my shaft. She sucked me ravenously, and I fingered her dripping pussy until she needed more.

She straddled me, her long, lean, muscular form sitting atop my hips. I grabbed her firm breasts as she sank down onto my cock, burying it deep inside her. She rode me with long, unhurried strokes, gradually increasing her pace until she was fucking me with wild abandon. Her eyes were filled with lust and pleasure as she fingered herself aggressively, shaking with her climax. Her tight pussy gripped my cock like a vise, and I exploded deep into her tunnel, our orgasms joining as one.

Heather, her body glistening with sweat, fell onto my chest. "Don't think for a minute that we're done yet," she whispered, nuzzling against me. I caressed her back, enjoying the feel of her stiff nipples against my chest. I turned to kiss her forcefully, gripping her muscular ass in my hands.

Suddenly, a voice called from down the hall, "Hello? You guys home?"

"In here!" Heather yelled, not moving an inch, my cock still buried in her pussy, cum leaking out.

Daphne's freckled face and red hair appeared in the doorway, her eyes lighting up with a gorgeous smile. "Don't you two look cute. Any room for a third?" she giggled, not waiting for a response and stripping off her clothes as she walked towards us. The morning light gleamed off her creamy skin, highlighting her rock-hard abs and nipple piercings. My cock stiffened at the sight.

"Yes, please," Heather and I both responded.

Daphne climbed onto the bed, licking up the remnants of our earlier fuck session. I pulled my cock from Heather's pussy, letting Daphne clean it off before positioning myself behind her. Her wet slit was irresistible, and my steel-hard cock slid into her in one smooth motion. I fucked her while she licked every last drop of cum from Heather's pussy.

"No fair. I'm not done with him yet," Heather declared, positioning herself on all fours next to Daphne. I alternated between their tight, wet pussies, fingering one while fucking the other. We fucked, sucked, licked, and played for hours, their passionate kisses driving me wild.

Daphne was riding me reverse cowgirl while Heather sat on my face, fucking my tongue. I could feel my orgasm building, and Daphne sensed it too. She climbed off and sucked me to completion, sharing my cum with Heather in a deeply passionate kiss. We collapsed on the bed, flushed and satisfied.

But then I saw the time. "Oh, shit! Mom and Dad will be here soon. We've gotta get ready now."

The three of us stepped into the steamy shower, the warm water cascading down in gentle rivulets, creating a soothing symphony as it splashed against the tiled floor. We laughed and chatted, the steam enveloping us like a cozy blanket. Once we were refreshed and revitalized, we dried off and got dressed, the scent of soap lingering in the air. Daphne, with a quick farewell and a bright smile, gathered her things and headed home. Meanwhile, Heather and I turned our attention to the task at hand, making the final preparations for our parents' arrival. The house buzzed with anticipation as we tidied up, hid any signs of our debauchery, and ensured everything was just right for the upcoming family reunion.