Heading home to the sisters and girlfriend

Just a little warning, this chapter might seem like it's heading somewhere most of you don't want... but I encourage you to keep reading.

Katy and Heather are waiting at home for you. You wish it was for steamy sex but they are working the evening shift. You have to walk them there so Greg and his loser friends don't bother your women. You'd think walking around everywhere naked would be paradise but it seems like more trouble than it's worth lately. Still, you get a kick out of seeing your sweet sister and your beautiful girlfriend naked on the streets, their hairless bodies exposed for all to see. Katy still blushes badly at first and if anyone looks at her.

"Thanks for walking us, I know your feet are tired after working all day," Katy says, in spite of her embarrassment.

"And probably he did something else physical during his shift," Heather says playfully, leaning over and smelling your dick as if this was the most ordinary thing in the world to her. You're still on your quiet residential street and no one is immediately nearby, but still. This girl is shameless. She gives a sniff and says, "Yep, smells like fish and pussy."

"I hope that was just Ruth," Katy says, "If you bang any of those waitress skanks we're gonna have a problem." Heather nods in solidarity.

You can't help chuckling. So it's okay for you to have sex with your boss and aunt, but they'd think it was cheating for you to have sex with other women? You're not quite sure this logic holds water, but it more or less works in your favor so you don't argue. You've got enough pussy at the moment that banging random skanks at work hasn't even occurred to you. Okay it has occurred to you, you see their naked twats all day long, but you're not like Greg, you actually need their consent!

"Yeah it was just Ruth," you say, "Aunt Stacey was at the docks buying fish today."

"You guys have such a sexy family," Heather says casually, "But really, thanks for walking us. We'd seriously get **** walking alone. Those creeps are always looking at me."

"And me," Katie says. You deeply hate that you're in this situation, but don't quite see an easy way out. The whole island is in cahoots for this free love experiment gone wrong. You get mad thinking about it but get the girls to work without incident. You kiss them both goodbye (Katie in the hallway leading to the kitchen with nobody looking) then you head home. Your little sister is right, your feet are worn out after being on them since early morning. You need a rest.

You're walking back across town but see Ellen coming your way. Your big-titted big sister is naked and looking sexy as ever. "Take me to the beach?" she asks.

"Can I sit down there?" you ask, thinking of your poor feet. Your soles feel like you've been walking on hot coals at this point.

"Yeah I guess, I brought towels and everything," she says, shaking her beach bag. "You don't wanna sneak off and fuck me?"

You laugh. The transformation in your once-bitchy big sister is amazing. "Maybe I'll let you suck my cock if you're respectful," you say. A month ago she'd probably have killed you for saying that, but now she actually smiles impishly at you. She knows you want her to be submissive and pleasant, and she actually goes along with it. And, you hope, she probably actually likes being **** to act this way. Role reversal, you think it's called, some people love it. Big-shot CEOs supposedly pay dominatrixes to treat them like dogs, it's the only way they can get off, who knew your smarty pants sister was the same way?

"Okay Sir," she says, "You know I'll do anything for your big cock."

You grin. "Shh, you'll give me a boner in town."

You get to the beach and it's not terribly crowded. You think about going out to the rocky portions but you got caught there last time by the bully gang. Isolation has its risks. So you sit with Ellen on a towel as far from other people as you can get on the sandy area in the cove. Ellen sits facing you with her knees in front of her body, but you can see her hairless cunt since she isn't bothering to block your view.

"We better put lotion on each other," you say after you get sat down and feel that sun on your skin. Ellen gets the lotion out of the bag and starts putting it on you obediently, not in a sexual way at first, but it still feels good and sensuous to have your sister touching you like this. And in public... you aren't ashamed your sister is your slut, you're proud of it. If there are no rules here you're going to use that to your advantage for a once.

Ellen puts lotion all over your chest and looks at you adoringly as she does it. She works her way down your back next, putting it on your ass and the back of your legs, then you turn around and let your cock flop in her face. She looks at you, wondering if it's really okay for a sister to touch her brother's cock in public, but you nod in the affirmative, and it feels like an order.

Your big sister holds your cock and puts lotion all over, even on your balls as she holds the shaft. It's impossible to not get hard from this, but you don't care. Ellen is blushing badly but you like showing off what you can make your sister do. She looks like she'd suck your dick if you told her she had to, but it's kinda covered in lotion now... and you're not sure if you want to go that **** yet.

"Good job, girl," you say, and Ellen smiles.

She lets you put lotion on her back, then turns around and you fondle her big boobs in public. Gradually you make yourself get her less erotic parts but keep staring at those tits.

"There's only one place left," you say, kneeling on the towel between her legs. You are a good distance away from anyone else but people can see you if they look. "Don't worry, nobody even knows you're my sister, you've been on your computer all summer and are still pale. All the more reason for me to put lotion on you everywhere."

Ellen smirks at your playful logic and spreads her legs for her brother right there on the beach. You rub lotion on her pubic mound and then her thighs, and truthfully your job is done, but you can't resist putting your fingers on her labia lips. You rub them, touching your sister's pussy sensuously in public.

"Not there! I mean, not here!" she says, flustered, but you slide a finger inside her vaginal opening. You're blocking the view of the people nearest you and they don't seem to be looking anyway.

"It's okay," you say, snaking a finger into Ellen's vagina, "No one cares. Let me touch your pussy, Ellen."

You press your finger in deep. It's like you're molesting her, since she's blushing and trying to push you away halfheartedly, but she quickly gives up on this. She wiggles as you penetrate her vagina up to the knuckle of your index finger. Ellen gasps and you go deeper. She can't resist you even if you want to finger her cunt in public.

"Wonder if I can get in your womb..." you say with an evil grin. She goes wide-eyed. "No, I'd have to fist you to do that. I want to do that in private."

Ellen gasps. She's still scared of big insertions in her pussy, so fisting sounds horrific, but you know it excites her as well. You start rubbing her clit with your thumb as you finger her vagina. She wiggles, blushes, and looks around nervously.

"You like your brother fingering you in public huh?" you say as you rub your big sister's clit.

"N-no! I mean, yes, but not in public!" she says, flustered still.

"Don't lie, it turns you on," you say, "Otherwise you'd tell me to stop."

She glares at you but doesn't deny it. You rub her clit hard and she gasps, then looks between your legs. You're fully hard from fingering your sister's pussy, which is now soaking wet. You're getting hard. Her bald cunt looks so sexy as you **** your fingers inside. Her clit is engorged.

She leans back, poking out her big tits. You want to eat her pussy right here on the beach but that's too much even for you.

"I love you, Ellen," you say, fingering her clit rhythmically, pressing your finger deep, "Cum for your little brother. Cum for your master."

Ellen blushes badly and wiggles against your fingers. She looks so hot and bothered as you **** her toward a humiliating public orgasm. She's a private person but you're going to make her cum in public. She suppresses a moan and looks at your cock. Her body starts to twitch and you see a line of ejaculate squirt out of her. Female cum. Your sister is a squirter.

Ellen puts her hand over her mouth to avoid moaning so loud everybody on the beach hears her brother made her cum. She squirts wildly, her bald pussy spasming as all of that ejaculate shoots out on your hands and the towel and everywhere. Her body is shaking, her big tits are bouncing, she's moaning your name into her hands. You slowly pull your soaked finger out of her twat and keep rubbing her clit with your thumb as she rides her orgasm.

"Fuck..." she says, "You're making me a dirty whore..."

You grin and sit next to her. "As long as you're just doing it for me then you're not a dirty whore."

She smiles and puts her arm you. "Okay," she says, "Since I'm not a dirty whore, then it's okay for me to make you cum too right?"

"Yeah," you say with a chuckle, "Exactly."

You're trying to figure out how to get Ellen to make you cum. You could just take her home, but mom will be there. Do you dare have her jerk you off on the beach? People will surely notice that. Before you can solve this problem you sense a presence and feel shadows being cast over you and your sister. You look up and of course it's Greg and his braindead buddies.

"How come such a loser gets such hot chicks?" Greg asks.

You freeze. How much did they see? Ellen's been on her computer for most of the summer so it's not known around town that she's your sister. Probably best not to point that out now in case they did see you fingering her.

"C'mon Ellen let's go," you say. In the past you've gotten away from Greg and his minions by simply walking toward crowds, on the theory that they won't mess with you with lots of people watching. Hyenas may try to take a weak gazelle caught alone, but gazelles with the herd know the hyena will scavenge for easier food and not bother them. But today they block your path and start pushing you and Ellen back into the rocks. The rocks where you took your girls for privacy in the past, but today they seem like the last place you want to go.

"She's got nice tits," one of Greg's lackeys says, and another says "I like her shaved cunt!"

Ellen was a virgin until quite recently and she's still scared of cocks. She's certainly scared of being ****, as any woman would be, and how she's cowering behind you. Like you can help her. You back into the rocks and are getting further away from other people, but the guys are blocking every way except into the rocks.

"Give her to us and we'll let you go, shithead," Greg says with an evil grin that lets you know he's not joking.

"Either way one of you is taking our dicks up your ass," says one of his flunkies. Another male **** threat, no doubt from a guy who'd say he hated homos.

It saddens you that in the past you probably would have offered up Ellen. She was a bitch to you for so long, but that's no excuse to let someone get **** just to save your own ass. Now you don't even consider it. You look to Ellen without saying anything or even gesturing, but she seems to know what you're thinking. It actually helps that she still has some of that deeply-held belief that cocks will tear her apart and kill her, you want her to feel a need to get out of there. If she felt like she had to stay with you, you'd both get screwed. Literally.

You turn and lean against the rocks, offering up your ass. It feels incredibly humiliating, but it has the desired effect with the guys laughing at you and calling you a fag, enjoying this so much they don't notice Ellen creeping toward the rocks. Good thing these guys are idiots, you think to yourself.

"We're gonna **** you in front of your girlfriend," Greg says as he walks toward you. You shiver, feeling horrified that they're actually serious about this.

"Hey uh Greg, where is his girlfriend? I wanted to do her too," one of the guys says. Well, the jig is up. You just hope Ellen is deep enough into the rocks.

You turn and kick Greg in the balls. With just your sandals you can't quite make sure this moron doesn't get a chance to procreate, but at least he doubles over in pain. You look for Ellen and don't see her. That almost makes it worth the beating you're about to take as the guys jump you and the blows start. Fists and bare feet, at least they're not wearing shoes either.

They make such a noise that people are looking over at the edge of the beach where you guys are so it has to be a brief beating. You suppose even in this dumb town thugs can't just kill somebody without any consequences. They get you to the ground and you assume the fetal position and cover your head. At least this way they don't kick you anywhere too vital. Your brain and your balls are safe.

Still it's no fun to get kicked everywhere else and you yell in pain. They decide you've had enough, or they are cowards who don't want to face the growing crowd of vaguely concerned onlookers, and they're gone.

Then you feel hands on your chest, helping you up and guiding you into the rocks.