The night brings redemption...

Chapter 68

At some point it is late in the evening and the group begins to break up. It was decided that Maureen would sleep where she would have been for the first night. So she stays in the living room for now and the girls promise not to wake her up so early. Megan and Millie are in a particular hurry to pull yourself up and you ask your 'one and only' girlfriend one last time what she thinks of staying with her friends. But you're just being shooed up.

"I still have to change my plasters after a shower." She shows her slightly nervous behavior again, which is driven by naughty thoughts, as you now know. "Would you like to take a shower with me?"

That was a wasted sentence and soon you are fascinated as Emma undresses in the bathroom in front of you. She even puts on a little show for you, prances for you and grins contentedly when she realizes that she is doing the right movements. She quickly approaches you and grabs the bulge in your pants with one hand, trying to nestle as close as possible to you. But when she presses her damaged breasts against your body, she flinches painfully. Immediately you part with her, which makes her pout. With disappointed looks, Emma looks at her half bowls and it looks as if she is angrier with herself than with you. Of course, this cannot be and you are only too happy to take responsibility for her scrapes. Painfully, you look at her boobs and let a finger gently run over the green-blue spots where Josh maltreated her.

"I'm so sorry" you stammer and feel a knot in your throat that almost takes your breath away. Only now do you see the effects of your actions in front of you and it hurts almost as much as her breasts. Slowly and carefully your girlfriend hugs you and you do everything to keep in touch for as long as possible. Finally she giggles in your arms and rubs her good cheek against yours.

"There's nothing to apologize for Finn." She puts her forehead on yours and her hands clasp your hips. Again you have a few seconds until you can no longer stand it.

"But... There is so much I have to apologize for. You have to share me, I treated you too hard the first time we did it and now you have been beaten up because of me...” Your voice almost breaks when you think about what might will happen if you two stay together.

"And I've never been so happy in my life." Her gentle voice - almost just a whisper - settles on your soul like lotion. You too got injuries today. Even if Josh's tooth has left a deep wound that is now pounding like the church bells of Notre Dame, it is your soul that has suffered severe damage today. Emma knows that. "Megan is a good friend, supports me and respects me by your side. And Millie has become like a little sister... or no, more like a daughter to me. I want to make her life easy, make her laugh and protect her. It fulfills me.” She rubs her nose against yours and comes closer to you. "And you complete me, Finn. I love you with all my heart and what I get back from you is all I need to live.” Your lips meet and stay together for a long time. After all, it is Emma who can no longer resist the urge and separates from you. "Come on now. Undress. I want to see you naked.” With a smirk, you pull your shirt over your head and drop your pants. As you unwind the bandage on your hand, Emma grimaces. The cut, which appears to be from a fragment of one of Josh's teeth, runs on your right hand from between the ankles of the index and middle fingers to almost to the wrist. A deep, ugly cut. "That's it with masturbating for the next few weeks, right?" Emma asks, giggling as sweetly as usual. You roll your eyes and take her hand with the left. Together you climb into the big shower. Before you can turn the water on, the bookworm kisses your cheek quickly. "Well," she says and looks at you again with this desire that you see more often these days. "I don't think you have to scrub yourself often anymore from now on." She screeches happily as you wet her with the showerhead and dances up and down in front of you. Fascinated you look at her body, where the water drips down in hypnotic patterns. Unfortunately, her concussion stands in the way of a wet adventure and pouting, she takes your order that she has to be patient a little longer before you can raise her blood pressure again. But her mood soon brightens again.

"But Megan and Millie will surely make sure that you can let off steam." She looks really happy about it, but you are not so sure. But Emma doesn't allow your doubts. While you wash and soap each other with shampoo, your friend's behavior, her calming words and her absolutely fantastic-looking body at least partially convince you that tonight gonna be a good night, good night. The part that is most convinced of your friends' words is, of course, the one that annoys you the most and is not used right now.

You two get out of the shower and feel fresh and sharp. You want to say so much, but Emma is getting ahead of you with her intelligence. She turns around, shows you her firm butt and quickly brings you to other thoughts. When she turns around again, she has a pack of plasters and a few creams in her hand.

"The creams are for the bruises and the plasters for the cheek," she says clearly and holds out the utensils to you. You want to say something, apologize to her again, but don't get around to it. "I know what you think," says your girlfriend now more softly and lovingly. "But you would help me the most if you did that for me." She giggles so cute again and snorts something. "Apart from the fact that you saved my life today, that's the best thing you can do for me." Without a word, you pick up the plasters, pull one off and Emma patiently stretches her cheek towards you. "Wait!" She says quickly. "First a kiss, please." She points to her damaged cheek.

"But that's not hygienic," you murmur, and you're caught between wanting to please her and feeling guilty.

"I do not care. You are the guy I love. I don't want anything more major from you today than that.” Again, she taps where she wants to feel your proximity. "Please, please, please. You can spank my butt for that... tomorrow. Okay?” You almost **** on the horror that the idea evokes. But Emma just giggles again. "I'm looking forward to it. And I like the way you care for me.” First she kisses you on the forehead, then on the cheek. The way she wants you to. You have **** but to nod, to cover her other cheek with your hand and when your lips touch the sore spot, you feel a strange mixture of guilt, lust and love. You are also surprised that the ratio is 20/30/50 and love dominates. Then the plaster lands on its place and Emma shines at you happily. But immediately afterward the feeling of pleasure mingles with her features as she stands in front of you, spreads her arms and presents her body to you. "Rub me nice and thick," she smirks. She beams at you lovingly as you put the cream on your hands and warm it up a bit before you put it on your girlfriend. You stand there in silence as your fingers run over her breasts and nipples as gently as humanly possible and cause the usual reaction. Emma just stares a little embarrassed and with reddened cheeks, while you focus almost desperately on your task. Then her body becomes more lively under your hands. "Come on. Apologize again for today, and then it’s done.” You’re not looking at her what actually helps you organize your thoughts.

"Emma, that just shouldn't have happened today. I failed and put you in mortal danger."

"Come on, say it." Her tone is loving and tender.

"I'm so terribly sorry."

"And I like to tell you again and again that I was the one who decided to be there for Millie if you couldn't. I was proud of you for taking care of Maureen and I was proud of taking care of Millie. You didn't put me in danger. That was me. And I did it voluntarily because I knew I could help you like this. You gave me so much and now I was able to pay you back some of it.” Now she looks at you but you can't stand her eyes. "You saved me today Finn." Then you are finished and help your friend to put on her long nightie for the evening. The moment her head disappears under the shirt and only her arms protrude awkwardly from the fabric, you have to admit grinning that her words have actually helped you. At least somewhat. "Now go to your sisters. Maybe they can blow reason into you."

"Blow?" you ask and don't understand. After a quick kiss on the cheek, Emma leaves you to scurry to her friend's room. For some time you stand alone in front of the mirror and look at yourself. Your hand is pounding like that is just a taste of the blood pressure that will soon be in your body. You have to smile a bit when you imagine your two sisters. But still there are images circling in your head that cannot be switched off.

"What am I doing here?" you ask your drill sergeant and look at your reflection. "I risk everything so that I can have some fun." A loud snap with your tongue directs you to other ways. "But they said I shouldn't blame myself. They said it wasn't my fault. They said they love me.” You look at your face in the mirror and see a guy who is not entirely convinced of himself. But you also see determination in your facial features. "One thing is clear. The love we have is real. Even though I sometimes doubt it, the girls don't.” You let your healthy hand hit the edge of the sink. "And what they want is your mission." That convinces you so far that you can walk out of the bathroom across the hall and knock briefly on the door before you enter. For a moment, strong doubts come over you as to whether you really deserve to fall into the arms of your sisters and whether you would be better off spending the night alone in the boathouse. But all doubts are wiped away when you step into the room.

Millie and Megan have been waiting for you. They scurried into the bathroom before you, so they had enough time to prepare your surprise. But they wouldn't be your sisters if they hadn't laid down on the bed together and started chatting. So both jump up in surprise when they hear your knock and stand more badly in the room when you enter. But still, they offer you a wonderful sight, which lets you stop for now. The scene that is presented to you is a microcosm that depicts the two. Millie looks at you with wide eyes excited and hopeful. Megan is a bit more relaxed, but you can still see the excitement. The two are standing at the bed, holding hands and when they realize that they have hit the bull's eye, a satisfied grin appears on both faces.

"S-So? How d-do you like it?” Milliewants to know. She is wearing the one lingerie that your mother found before leaving. Perhaps that explains the nervousness with which Millie keeps shifting her weight to another leg.

"My God" only escapes you and you put your hands over your mouth. Your little sister's panties and bra go well with her white skin and form a warm contrast to the dark in the room. You've seen it before, but all your imagination isn't enough to do Millie justice. Her bra is a work of art made of semi-permeable fabric, silk threads and impenetrable patches in exactly the right places. You can only guess her nipples, which excitedly stretch out towards you under the solid red fabric. The skin of her small breasts shines towards you under the silk threads of the garment and invites you to grab it. When she realizes what effect her body has on you, Millie shines as brightly as she can only in your presence. Your eyes quickly scurry from her chest to her face and even in the dark, you can see the characteristic red of her cheeks, which you already know so well. But you can't stay away from her outfit for long and as her eyes wander down her body it is your pleasure to do the same. Her breath still accelerates slightly when she feels your gaze on her body and her tummy rises a little faster when she feels the admiration from your eyes on her body. You can only say "My God" again when you see what her panties have in store for you. Accompanied by a slight giggle from Megan, you involuntarily take a step closer to the two to see more closely the wonder Millie hides under her panties.

You don't know much about women's fashion and you wouldn't mind if the two were just naked in front of you. So far, anyway. But either Millie is a young lady who knows exactly how to boil a man's blood or all the known and unknown gods have guided her little arms when she decided on this outfit. Her panties hide exactly the right area of skin on the square inch. The core is a blood-red piece of fabric, which extends between her firm thighs until it seems to melt at the base of her stomach into a semi-permeable fabric that - with patterns - winds around her waist. Cords are sewn into the fabric on her hips, dropping down her legs and making her skin look as if it were being framed by flames. The effect is increased by the fact that Millie nervously shifts her weight from side to side while enjoying being watched by you and hoping to please you.

Behind Millie is the miracle that you got to know under the name Megan Lynchwood. Her appeal differs in that she sends you an immense portion of pride as she watches you bathe in the shine of Millie.

"So? Did I have promised too much?” She asked proudly and you and Millie answered both at the same time.

"No." Then you have to chuckle when you notice that you are both relieved and happy to see the other. You can see little of Megan and her outfit, but when she steps behind Millie, you can briefly admire her in all her glory from the side. She still steps carefully and briefly guild stabs you in the stomach. But when she puts her chin on her sister's shoulder and their hair intertwines, you're just focused on the beauty of the two, which you just can't explain why you deserve.

"You are just incredible" you breathe and shake your head in a daze. The high giggle of Millie makes you walk a few more steps towards the two and suddenly you stand in front of them. The two eyes upon you and the way Millie looks at you, her eyes downcast, presses your blood in your crotch as if the Hoover Dam had been opened.

"I think someone is ready for you Millie," smirks Megan and directs her sister's stares down. Her eyes widen and another kind of nervousness settles on her face. A kind that only keeps you going.

"Yes..." she gasps and involuntarily licks her lips.

"Are you coming towards us darling?" the older one asks teasingly and you realize that you are still fully clothed. You tug at your clothes, dazed, but somehow forgot how to take them off. Your brain is only focused on one thing and your world consists only of the bodies, the voices, the smiles and the laughing of your sisters. This gets a little louder than both of them watch your missed attempts. Without a word, Megan approaches you, circling Millie and running her arm over her shoulders. Your princess takes this as an opportunity to move too. With skillful movements, Megan pulls the shirt over your head and even decides to roll it up beforehand so that you can't see the two for too long. In the meantime, you watch with incredulous amazement how Millie kneels in front of you and fiddles with your shorts with a little clumsy hands. Megan lets her go and when her sister is done and can hardly control herself, she squats behind her again.

"Do it very slowly and pull everything down at once" she whispers in her ear and looks at you with a mischievous grin. You need to control your breath and clench your hands into fists to pull yourself together when Millie follows her sister's advice. Slowly and reverently she reaches into your waistband and when her fingers touch your skin you draw in the air almost painfully. At first, Millie looks startled, but you and Megan cheer her up. "Go on. He likes it, ”she says, but her voice is rough with pleasure. Inch by inch your princess pulls down your shorts and your cock comes out further and further. Her eyes widen like saucers and she holds her breath as your predator almost jumps into her face. Now it is she who is staring at your thing and cannot tear herself away. You too almost go crazy with the scene but this time fate means well with you. "Touch him... very gently" Megan whispers and leads her sister's hand up. Gently and almost in awe, five delicate fingers enclose your lance. "How does it feel?" Millie cannot speak and has to swallow the knot in her throat first. She looks at you briefly, then her eyes wander down again.

"Warm... hard... and..." A quick smile flits across her face. "And... powerful..." Megan quickly gives her a kiss on the cheek.

"Yes." She looks at you. You almost die of lust, but can only focus your attention on the two beings below you. "You have a mighty brother." She moves closer to Millie, pressing her body against her sister's. Then she begins to move the younger ones' hand up and down on your shaft. "He'll take care of you. He will guide you.” And when she says the next one, she says it so clearly that you can't miss it. "And he will always protect you. He will protect us all.” You cannot answer and are paralyzed by the spectacle that is presented to you. But Megan seems happy with the result of her efforts and her eyes wander back to the beast, which desperately needs to be unleashed. "Do you remember what we discussed today?" she asks her sister. She just nods without taking her eyes off your part. Then she pulls away and looks up at you.

"Finn... may... I..." She looks at Megan questioningly and she whispers something in her ear. "May I put you in my mouth?" You can't answer. How so? This is about being satisfied by Millie. You weren't prepared for that.

"Let her do it," Megan says, smiling at you. She gets up, takes you by the hand and leads you to the bed. "We don't want you to have to hold back as you did last time," she says, pressing down on the mattress. You can only nod wordlessly and murmur a rough 'okay' when Megan leads Millie to you.

"I want that" your princess assures you quietly and with a hint of a smile. Megan takes the lead and guides Millie on her first oral try. All you have to do is sit on the edge of the bed and wonder what is happening while the two sisters are getting ready. Your legs are pushed apart so that Millie has room. Megan goes behind her and drives her hands.

"He's so big, I don't know if..." Millie hesitates a bit but before you can break it off, Megan grins, leans over to her sister and tells her how to do it. Under the watchful eyes of her older sister and a little giggle, Millie wet her fingers with spit. Your loud moan is a reward for her when their slim fingers close around your spear. Grinning with satisfaction, she runs her hands up and down and listens to Megan, who tells her how best to apply pressure in the right way with a silent voice. Millie learns quickly and it's a wonderful feeling to feel her on you. "He is getting bigger", she astonishes with wide eyes but does not stop caressing you.

“It happens when you do your job well. Now it's time.” Millie swallows nervously and turns red in the face. Megan helps her prepare, leads her mouth to your tip and leaves it there.

"We are taking it very slowly. First..." But Millie seems to be as energized as you are and can't take it anymore. She bravely dives down on you and her lips close tightly around your shaft. Megan calls out her astonishment and stays close to her sister.

"Wow Little One, stay calm. We have time all night.” Millie pulls back until Megan stops her briefly at the end of your cock. "Always keep your lips on him. That's fine. Now down again. As deep as you can.” Millie is a fighter. She knows from your films how women sound when they love their boyfriends. Her eyes widen as she absorbs you deeper and deeper and you put your head back when she has almost half of you in her. Then she chokes, gags and withdraws. Several strands of your juices dangle from her chin and Megan runs her hand over her face and collects almost everything. "Well done. But take it easily next time. He wants you to enjoy it as well."

"He's so big" Millie coughs and looks at you happily. "How do the girls do it in the films?"

"They're all sluts," Megan snickers. "They have practice. No problem if you are not ready. That is still to come. Here, you can still try this.” She holds out her slimy hand to her sister, strands forming between her fingers. Millie greedily takes all the fingers in her mouth and sucks on it. "Good girl," cheers Megan her on and notices your horny looks. "She sucks like a natural," she laughs. Then she glances at her sister again. "Do you want to try that with him?" You want to speak again, but you have the words of Emma in your head. Besides, it wouldn't work anyway, since Millie nods enthusiastically.

"Oh yes." Again she sinks between your legs and Megan winks at you as she puts her hands on the back of her sister's head. "Okay Little One. Now we do it like this. I'm gently pushing you down, you go as deep as you can and when you get up you suck on his thing, okay? "Millie nods eagerly and rushes at you.

"Oh god girls, that's too much..." you moan as Millie gets back to work. Again she makes it almost halfway, but when she has to gasp this time, Megan keeps her in place. She cheers her on and Millie remembers her words. Bravely she closes her lips around your cock, her stomach cramps and her shoulders tighten. Then you feel how her lips close tightly around your shaft and almost blacken out as your princess glides up on you with her mouth.

"And the 'plop' comes all by itself," Megan laughs as she gently pulls her sister back on her hair. And she actually 'plops' from your dick and looks at you with beaming joy.

"How... How was... I?" she asks out of breath and this time she doesn't need Megan as she licks your juices from the corner of her mouth with her tongue.

"Just look at him," laughs your wombat and both girls are in each other's arms.

"Can I get him to come like this?" Millie asks curiously and Megan nods.

"Girls, I don't know if..." But you can't resist your princess's pleading look and in the end, Megan smiles knowingly as you nod your head in resignation. Full of energy, Millie pounces on you again. In the end, she even makes it to the end of your shaft once or twice, but then has to break off and gulp air. But she's always like a fighter and soon it is Megan who runs her hand between her legs and cheers on her little sister.

"Soon you made it Little One. Do you want to have it in your mouth?” she asks a little out of breath. Millie doesn't stop feverishly sucking your cock and just moans in agreement. Together with her, you tune into the sounds of lust. Your fingers clench in the sheets and your legs shake when it comes to you. Millie stays with you, but freezes in surprise when you shoot in her throat. Megan puts her hands on the back of her head and talks to her comfortingly as you fill her mouth with your cum. You feel heavy breath at your base, which flows from her nose. You jerk up several times and Millie keeps pounding on you. Finally you fall into the sheets and stare at the ceiling.

"OK. Now close your lips, pull back and take everything with you. But don't swallow.” Millie, still with your cock in her mouth, nods slowly and pulls back. Megan leads her along and says, "Finn will like this." This makes you raise your head. You'll find the two sisters between your legs, cheek to cheek, the ones of Millie bloated and somewhat pouting, Megan smiling mischievously. "You could swallow now," she says to her sister. "I think Finn likes that. And if you are alone with him, the best way is to blow him like this." She winks at you and the blood shoots down again. "But there are two of us. So we can do that...” The eyes of you and Millie widen when Megan tenderly but tightly embraces her little sister, presses her lips onto hers and begins to kiss her vigorously. But Millie doesn't know what to do and just opens her mouth. It's a mess that first makes you laugh, then Megan, and finally Millie. Your cum runs all over your sister's bodies and the two manage to keep maybe a third in their mouths. The rest ends up on their breasts and bellies.

"I'm sorry," Millie whimpers while Megan uses her finger to shove sperm from her chin. She puts it in her sister's mouth and Millie sucks and licks gently on the finger. When the two are fairly clean again, Millie looks at you apologetically.

"Alright," Megan laughs amused. "It can happen anytime."

"The fine clothes," your little sister murmurs, nibbling on her lower lip as she looks at your white juice on the black fabric of the panties of Megan. She just runs her finger through the stain and greedily takes in your gift as well. "You were great for your first oral try," she says. "Finn thinks the same way, doesn't he?" Millie looks at you hopefully and you can't help but hug her.

"You were just great, princess. I love you."

"I liked it," admits the youngest Lynchwood shyly as she hangs in your arms. "I would like to practice more." She blushes and bows her head. Megan shakes with laughter.

"Do you see that Biggie? She thinks she's naughty when she does that." You have to giggle too. You can imagine what's going on in Millie. On the one hand, she has promised to remain your little princess forever, on the other hand, you are introducing her to an adult world where it is normal to sometimes do naughty things.

"I just want to please you," she murmurs, pulling her shoulders and looking nervously at your face, but can't hold your gaze for long.

"Oh sweety..." Again you hug her and kiss her on the forehead. "I love you. You are perfect for me. And as long as you like what we do, I have no problem with it."

"It's not too naughty for you?" Apparently she really wants to be sure. Megan comes to your aid.

"You can trust your big brother. Emma and I are responsible for the filthy stuff. You get the best cuddly sex in your life and you know how to go as far as you like.” Millie seems to be calm and shines again when she sees your smile.

"Was that already deepthroat?" she asks her sister.

"Megan!" you grumble playfully "What are you telling her about?" You laugh all three and Megan gets up, where she can put a little less weight on her knee.

"Only what she needs to be your little princess. We live in the twenty-first century. Princesses can sometimes be naughty."

"I want to be what Finn likes." Millie looks at you two. The social upheavals in society did not go by her unseen either and a lot was discussed at school. You only grimace in pain, because you never wanted to own your sisters. "Is that a problem?" You and Megan look at each other.

"Not in our small group. Not with Finn.” Then she kisses you and pulls Millie to her feet. You stay there and stretch your arms out to the two. Millie is about to go up to you with a smile, but Megan holds her back.

"But we still have something for you, Finn. No time yet to go to bed.” Millie looks surprised and becomes nervous again, whereupon her sister caresses her shoulders cheerfully.

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