Gilles, Male in the family business of Banditry

Both my older and young sisters sat across the campfire from me. My older sisters protective fur-bikini chestpiece that strained hard holding her melon-sized knockers as she clearly tried to contain her mirth from how her chest bounced.

My older sister Violette was hunched over causing her long hazelnut ponytail she had over her shoulder to to hang like a pair of pendulums as she had a hand clamped over her mouth, it brought my attention to her toned abs that lead my eyes down further to that narrow strip of leather of her bikini bottoms between her powerful thighs making up her lower armor.

From how she was spreading her legs, the thin material was stretched over her mons so tightly that it gave her a perfectly defined mound as if painted on, leaving little to my imagination. Which I didn’t need that much with how much of her athletic body I’d seen over the years.

We’d all seen a lot of each other naked, not exactly a lot of privacy in this life.

My younger sister Lana fared no better, she was bent over with her arms over her small washboard of a chest which was protected by just a single strap of leather around her chest. Her cheeked were puffed as choked chortles escaped her blowing around her short hair that came down to the base of her neck.

But, as much as she lacked in womanly gifts up top, her lower half was bless with a great ass I would smash any time, on any girl, and it was a gift that her own leather-bikini did nothing to hide it.

Growling at them as I tried to keep my cheeks from burning. “Oh come on, I just want to fight alongside Risty! Take the riches of the world for myself.”

That was too much for my older sister as she burst out laughing falling sideways grabbing your younger sister’s shoulder for support, who herself lost it howling as she leaned into my older sister.

“You! A man fighting! Fighting beside a legend! BWHAHAHA!” My little sister guffawed gasping for air like a fish out of water.

“What are you going to do? Build her the house you’ll live in together? Hew her wood? Or oh! Oh! Or sow her fields!” Violette jibbed.

“Fuck you!” I cursed her for bring up homemaker work.

“That’s what you’re good for!” Violette riposted sending both my sisters into hysterical laughter, their feet stamping the ground as they howled as I sent a stream of insults that would make a sailor nod in approval at.

I fumed waiting as they emptied themselves of humor. “Both of you damn well know I’m as handy with a blade as either of you.” I groused defensively propping one hand on my leg and the other on the pommel of the sword I had and had whooped their asses with a few times.

Violette was breathing hard as she wiped away a tear from how hard she’d been laughing and holding her hand up in peace. “Sorry, sorry bro, just doesn’t stop being funny.” She said in the face of the two birds I flipped them as the last few pearls of laughter escaped her before she sighed.

“Look Gilles, if it wasn’t for what happened with that bitch back home.” She grabbed her tits jiggling them with pride. “These big fat womanly tits would make sure you were living the good life back home.” Violette face turned bitter as she recalled what happened as she lifted a clenched fist. “I had the biggest assets in the town! Damn backstabbing whores, I should have been rightfully ruling the place! Not having my brother slum it as a bandit.”

“Eh, I don’t mind it.” Lana weezed out as she recovered, only to get playfully cuffed by Violette.

“That’s cuz you ain’t got any tits sis, of course you would like running around weirdos that don’t understand the worth and fortune that a woman with big breasts holds. Feh, guess that’s why the allow themselves to be rule by Queen tiny tits the maniac.” Violette spat at the mention of the queen and her utter lack of feminine authority.

The town head had been on the sweet side of a royal garrison nearby, so when it came for the womanhood festival which decided the town leader, we’d gotten screwed and thrown out in the lead up to take Violette out of the contest as she’d come of age to be selected. Working my jaw a bit at the memory I looked out to the side where one of our families followers who’d joined us in exile stood on watch.

The woman was leaning on her spear for support, her butt was thrust back though she wore a protective skirt in addition to her bikini armor. The extra armor piece was a belt with a micro-skirt curtain of leather which came halfway down her ass.

Even angry the niggling worry of my sisters welfare drifted up into my mind. It left me to wonder why my sisters forewent the protection of such a skirt. Having gotten distracted, it surprised me when Violette sat down next to me and threw an arm around my shoulders, which meant her breasts pressed into my arm.

“Come on Gilles, don’t be sour we were just having a laugh.” My older sister smile was undeterred by the flat look I giving her.

“Alright look, next time we have money I’ll spare a bit so you can find a nice whore, ok?” Violette patted my crotch making Lana snort.

Damn, sisters they knew me too well. It made it bit of a struggle to stay angry at them.

“Ya know bro, if that tenderizer of yours was on any other guy, I’d ride that dick into the ground all day.” Lana threw in a crude remark and rocking hips on the stump she’d previously been sharing. That broke my grimace with a snort while cracking a smile and made Violette giggle.

“I love you sis, but I think the only man you’d catch with those bug bites is Gilles!” Now it was my little sisters turn to turned red faced as she hurled insults at us as the tables reversed as I laughed.

Coming down from the outburst brust I brushed off my own quilted cuisses and stood up from the log. “Well, I’m headed to bed.” I paused and turned around to see Violette having already broken out her wineskin and about to knock a mouthful back.

“Mrh?” She tried to not look a fool with her mouthful.

“And Violette, if you put me on cooking duty or some shit like that tomorrow I going to put you in the goddamn henhouse.” I threatened before turning and heading off.

Walking away I heard Lana smack her hands together making me look over my shoulder. “Cockslapped.” She teased.

“Hey, hey Lana, my tits say, shut up and it's my turn tomorrow.” Violette folded her arms under her breasts pushing them up, invoking her superior feminine authority over Lana.

“Awwwww, again? Fine.” Lana groaned before muttering. “Should be my turn, you hogged him all of last week.”

In a vastly improved mood I crawled into my tent hit the literal hay of my bedroll.

Yawning as I woke up only to grimace at the taste yesterday's wine and other unpleasant the morning after tastes in my parched mouth.

Groaning as I winced at the light that shined through the slit of the tent flap and rolled over onto my stomach be face down and in darkness. The space was a luxury as I had my own tent, everyone else but Violette had to share, even my little sister Lana shared with a friend.

Benefits of being the only guy in the camp and the boss’s brother. But laying there on my stomach did bring to the forefront of my mind the discomfort of my morning wood pressing into my belly causing me to just make sounds of disgruntlement as I refused to change my position as all I wanted to do was to sleep in some more.

So when the orange glow of light flooding my tent along with the cold morning air as the flap was opened filling my tightly shut eyes with needles I groaned in misery. “Shut the damn flap!” I groused finally rolling onto my back again waving my arm at the entrance.

“Ahhh, is that how you welcome your older sister bro? Especially when your so happy to see her~” Violette coo’d as she crawled into my tent on her hands and knees, as her presence over my body grew in her advance while I rubbed my eyes, I felt the brush warm humid air before the tender touch of her lips on the underside of my gland as she began the morning routine since we were old enough for it.

“Ahhh, fuck!” I cursed as my hip jerked up to get the wet lick of her tongue the dexterous appendage swabbed side to side on my shaft before the newly spit coated head lightly slapped against her chin. “Shit!”

“Hehehe, and you’re always calling the girls in the camp a bunch of soaked leg bitches thinking with their cunts. But here you are bro, with your big-” She kissed my tip. “Fat-” Her lips sealed in a ring engulfing just the crown of my glans, her tongue flicking my slit gathering the dollop of pre that had gathered with a sound of delight.

She pulled out with a smack of her lips. “Cock that’s so indecently hard.” Violette breath in the moment she had before she plunged down fucking her mouth with my tip.

Grunting with mixed pained pleasure at the stimulation. “Well, are you going to play with it or get on with this?” I asked my sister.

“Awww, Gilles bored of your older sister already? Too bad, she’s got to take care of her baby brothers big boner.” Letting my prick slid off her face to catch against her fur-bikini chestpiece the soft hairs tickled brushing across the sensitive skin with agonizing sensation, that was lightning racing up my spine as Violette hefted her breasts dragging the fur up the underside of my shaft.

Balling the blanket in my fists gritting my teeth as my cock pulsed. “Gahhh.” I hissed as my the head of my dick met the bottom swell of her breast it slipped off, letting my rod wetly smack against my sisters abs before she slunk down enveloping my dick in the soft warm wrapping around me.

“Heh, one of the things I love about your cock, that it’s the only cock that ever pokes out from my tits with length to spare.” Pressing her massive chest together with her elbows, her smooth skin firmly wrapped around a good part of the middle of my shaft, she languidly licked my tip before that vice of please started traveling up and down my length as she started her titjob.

Her heavy globes pounded against my loins with fleshly claps as Violette quickly upped her pace with my light murmur of appreciation as I lightly thrust my hips into her tits. “Come on now bro, can’t you be a little more excite with your sister putting her very femininity and pride as a woman to work? Tut-tut, a girls gotta work to stop her baby brother from putting himself in too much danger, since as it goes, a man with full balls throws himself into danger.” She snorted a little. “But, we’ve never been able to empty those massive balls of yours.” Violette chided with concern as her breasts rested on top of my ball sack like a heated blanket draped over them.

I thrust up my hips with a wolfish grin catching Violette by surprise as my fat head bumped her mouth forcing it crown past her soft lips. “Grah, hah! Yeah, that’s a challenge you’ve never won Violette. And never will.”

Dropping my hips my tip pulled out with a smack of my sisters lips as she looked at me with determination. “Don’t get so cocky bro, just because you don’t pump and dump like other men after a single round.” Violette retorted, gathering her spit before opened her mouth letting her hot liquid flow from her lips onto my cock slowly in trickling trails onto her breasts easing the passage of my prick.

“Hahaha, maybe it's because you gals ‘suck’ at fucking! Not like anyone other than you and Lana get regular practice. The women we find however, their fun.” I ribbed her on how dead in bed other guys could be after pumping a load.

Seriously would it kill them to not become so docile after cumming?

“Pfft, it's unfair I say, those noble women have their knickers off before you even finish telling em’ your going to have some fun.” Violettle complained.

“Now with how your always so wound up, your big sis is going to take care of you like family should to get you nice and relaxed. Your head strong enough as is, even when mom was around you used her ragged.” Violette coo’d at me as she threw down her real challenge.

“Dream on sis, all your getting is a big hot stomachful of cum.” I mocked by thrusting my hips up to slap my balls on the underside of her tits.

Like it was the ring of a bell we had grins and sprang into action, Violette sucked my head into her mouth and I tangled my fingers in her hair to control her pace setting it to a rough fucking of her face as she countered by sliding my shaft between her ample bosom.

Her whole upper body bobbed and her cheeks went concave as she sucked on my tip with dizzying pleasure that I powered through, pumping my cock grinding it and the leaking precum across my sisters tongue.

It felt like my tent’s temperature slowly started rising with my body as my breathing grew harder with the tightness in my balls, watching my cock disappear into her ample titflesh and past her smooth lips that wrapped around my shaft.

We were making horseplay of her filial duties, enjoying ourselves to the fullest with sibling rivalry added to the mix, the sight of my spit-soaked cock glimmering in the early morning light surging between Violette’s luscious lips as she looked me in the eyes determined to win as I wildly throbbed on her tongue.

Violette sensing her opportunity she shoved her head to the base of my cock, lodging me deep in her throat and soft lips brushed on my skin of my waist as I came. Her throat bulged as she audibly swallowed down each load I fed her.

As the wave of pleasure ebbed I placed both hands on the back of Violette’s head, her eyes widen as I roughly thrust into her throat making her gag as I slammed my tip along the back of her throat.

“Nah, looks like I win again sis. I’m still raring for another round!” I jeered at her exasperated look on her face.

Playfully she slapped me on the thigh rolling her eyes at me while I let her off my cock, she coughed as she took in air, cum and rivers of spit poured onto the expansive field of her breasts, wiping what she could from her chin Violette took back on the role of older sister. “Stay here I’ll get you a wash basin to clean up with.”

Snorting I laid on my back and waved my sister off. “Yeah, yeah. Bandits we might be but god forbid I walk around with my dick hanging out, we have standards.” I sarcastically threw out. We’re a bunch of thugs, nothing like bandit Queen Risty.

“I’m glad you’ve finally found some modesty that a man should have Gilles.” Violette quipped back at me while making a quick retreat so I couldn’t nail her with anything on hand. What the hell was the problem with me walking around buck naked? Buncha hypocrites, its perfectly fine to bath naked together, but hurry outside for the call of nature naked and suddenly their a pair of hawks about my modesty.

Not to mention all the women in the camp walked around tits or pussy bared if the weather permitted when relaxing.

"Lana, make sure he doesn't sneak out, ok?" I hear Violette call out from outside.

Tsk, stupid overprotective sisters.