Your birthday V: A healthy breakfast.

Chapter 97

When your foot hits the top of the stairs, half of your brain is still in the shower with your sisters and the fact that Maureen has allowed you to take care of Megan the way you need it. Your other half is still in the room with Millie and Megan and realizes that here too the worries weren't appropriate and your princess is still exactly that. So even if you are not on the point in your head, you can climb down the stairs without falling. On the contrary, your steps become lighter and livelier as you come down and realize how damn lucky you are with the constellation of your sisters. You even jump down the last few steps and land - not quite like Superman - on the floor. Two heads turn to you. They belong to Emma and Denise who are both standing at the kitchen table and are currently preparing another impressive feast. There are only two of them and so the possibilities are not quite as abundant, but the very own reactions of the two to your exuberant mood almost make you forget your growling hunger. Emma lets the plates sink a little too hard on the table in her hands and hops towards you with suppressed giggles. Her braid dances around her head as she picks up momentum and lands in your arms. Again her embrace is so intimate and the kiss so long and uninhibited as if you had just come from overseas, but you don't complain but whirl your girlfriend around, press your hands against her and greet the tongue in your mouth with yours.

"Happy birthday my love" Emma giggles in your face and looks at you through her slipped glasses. Some hair has come loose from her hairstyle and falls over her eyes, which doesn't bother you.

"Good morning my sweet elfie" you grin, then shrug your shoulders and press your lips to her mouth again. Your sisters' preparations with pineapple juice and starving you before your big day helps you desire Emma as much as usual, but you would also pounce on her if you were almost dying of thirst. She looks so beautiful this morning. You examine her and only now do you notice that Emma is wearing almost the same clothes as Megan and that she probably spent her time with her hair and makeup. But you also occupied the bathroom for a long time. The conclusion is that you find her so attractive simply because of her jumpy behavior and the way she is already undressing you with her eyes. Denise steps up behind her and while you are still busy wrestling her tongue, Emma withdraws from the fight. Your lips travel down her neck onto her shoulder, which is exposed from her long shirt.

"Denise and I are not quite finished yet" giggles Emma and leans her head against yours with a sigh of relish. Over her shoulder you look at your other girlfriend who is standing next to you, somewhat embarrassed. She too has put the dishes she has just prepared on the table and is now looking at you and Emma with no less desire to be with you. You kiss your elf again on the shoulder and slide past her to Denise with a lot of physical contact. She is already fully dressed and wears sneakers, tight-fitting spandex pants and a white shirt, which Megan or Millie obviously stole from your pocket. Apparently many of the girls want to feel your clothes and thus your smell when they are not with you and if you consider the fact that you have to split your time between them, you understand the wish. In fact, it honors you, even if it means having to buy several sets of new clothes.

"Good morning," the friend of Millie mumbles and looks down. You admit to yourself once and for all that you find the behavior cute and that it turns you on a bit but making sure not to forget your responsibility to Denise. "Happy Birthday" she mumbles a little nervously but with a gentle smile on her face which betrays the joy of seeing you and her role in which she fits so well. You step up to her, put your hands under her chin and pull her close enough so that the girl can lean against you. She stands on her tiptoes and moans slightly as you touch her lips with yours. You take it easy with her, give her several light kisses on the lips and cheeks and look at her closed eyes with happiness. She hums lost in thought and takes a few seconds to open them. You look into a satisfied face.

"I love you" you rustle softly and get her to close her eyes again.

"I love you too" comes the quiet answer. Then she opens her eyes again and this time it is she who hugs you and presses her cheek to your chest. You swing her around, too, taking it slower than with Emma, who is watching you from the table with a satisfied smile. Denise wants to say something else, but before she gets to that, her eyes are drawn to something behind you. Fortunately, she gives you the warning you need, so you can catch Megan jumping onto your back from the bottom of the stairs. The same joy that you feel because of Maureen has also seized your sister and your cheek and neck become warm and cold at the same time through her wet kisses. Her laughter sounds like music to your ears and now it may be a perfect day. After you've almost thrown Megan over your shoulder and put her on the floor, Maureen and Millie are left to handle. The older sister comes down the stairs behind Megan and dries her hair. She presses a kiss on your forehead and wishes you all the best too.

"As if you didn't already get them," she grins almost mockingly, but then becomes more gentle. "Enjoy the day my sister has planned for you." You look at Megan who grins at you confident of victory.

"What can go wrong there?" At that moment, the front door opens from outside and Millie steps into the room. She wears almost the same outfit as Denise. Her sneakers are provided with pink stripes and match the trousers of the same color. She wears a sky-blue tight-fitting top and her hair is also tied into a long braid.

"Everything is prepared and..." Only now does she see you and immediately forgets everything around her. She comes flying towards you and her slim arms close around you as if your bodies were made for it. As far as you are concerned, you are fulfilling the meaning of your life when Millie lays her head against yours and you inhale the smell of her skin. The tender kisses of your youngest sister are good for you and when the two feet in the pink and white sneakers stand before you again you have greeted all your girls. You look around the room with all of your girls looking at you expectantly and bath in the sight of the joyful laughing, lovingly looking and different clothed girls.

"Let's eat" suggests Emma when she realizes that you are unable to break away from the sight of the girls. She saves you from the temptation to bathe forever in the sight of the girls around you. Millie and Denise look at you and wait for your words, Megan and Maureen are proud of you for various reasons and Emma is now the one who pulls the chairs back around the table and gives everyone a seat in which you sink with the deepest sigh of joy. But then...

“Don't I get a cake?” you ask and look at Maureen, who has already shown what she can do in the kitchen. You're at the head of the table, Millie in the seat on your left, Megan on your right. Behind the two sits Maureen and Denise and Emma sit farthest from you at the other head of the table. Like father and mother of a loving family... The girls look at each other and start giggling almost at the same time. You don't understand what's going on.

"Sorry Finn," says Maureen and looks at you pityingly. “But we didn't consider in our plan that we would have so much leftover fruit.” You look at the table on which there is a large bowl of fruit salad. The contents are yellow as the sun and you realize that there is a price to be paid to feeding you pineapple juice for a day.

"We wanted to make it as comfortable as possible for Millie and Denise" explains Megan from your right and puts her hand on yours. Then she looks at Emma. "And also for the rest of us." You know that today is not over yet. From the other side of the table, your elf tries to tear your clothes off with her eyes and sheer willpower. You grin widely to make the girls feel good and watch as Maureen takes the plate of Denise and fills her some salad into an accompanying bowl.

"Aren't we waiting for the others?" you ask and notice how empty it is in the living room. Your friends' exchange looks again, Denise and Millie even blush a little. Then Maureen clears her throat.

"We're all alone today, honey." She says the nickname without hesitation and the others also respond happily to the news, which is apparently only new to you. You first frown, which is also taken up by the girls and processed in their own way. Denise and Millie look at their plates, Megan and Maureen tilt their heads and grin and Emma lets her hair fall on her face.

"You didn't just throw her out because of me, did you?" you ask and are looking forward to the lecture Carrie and Karen would surely give her left arm for being in your room this morning. However, with the best of arguments, you will be convinced to trust the girls' plan when Millie grabs your hand too. While she holds your hand and looks at you like you are the most precious thing in her life, her sisters do the talking. It's hard to listen to them while Millie looks at you, but together you manage the two sisters who get your attention.

“It's not that bad for them. Carrie supported the suggestion and Rachel said they would just stand in the way anyway. ”At the words Millie nibbles knowingly on her lower lip again.

"And Karen?" you ask and manage to see your sisters. You know the girl will use any chance she gets to lure you in her arms.

"Karen was a special case," giggles Megan, leaving Maureen to answer.

"Apparently she's not completely immune to you, brother, but together with Carrie we were able to convince her and the McKinleys... well..." She looks around the table and even if she has helped you and Megan a lot, she is still new in the group and a bit unsure to take the lead. Emma replies in her place as your girlfriend.

"We made it clear to them that today is ours." You raise your eyebrows.

"You told them that?" Emma lets her defense drag a bit as she loses herself in your gaze.

"Well, something like that." She looks around the table. "Look, honey..." She clears her throat. “If you only had one girlfriend, it would of course be different. But you have all of us.” Your girls look at you in various stages of contentment and happiness. “Quite apart from the fact that we could overrule them, it is important that we spend time together. You said that, but we also discussed it.” The grip of Millie on your hand tightens and you return the pressure reassuringly. "With the amount of... oh crap." She drops her fork on the plate in front of her. “We all want to spend time with you, okay? We just need the day to ourselves. Especially because it is our first time together and we will soon no longer have the opportunity to do so.” The fruit salad is forgotten for the time being when you understand what is going on in the heads of your girls. Perhaps that explains the lust Megan and Millie felt.

“The moments here at the lake were very nice,” says Denise with her hands in her lap. "We all want to enjoy this as long as we can."

"And the others understand that," says Megan. "Need to. Must."

"And you have planned the day with this in mind?" you ask, touched and rub the back of her hand with your thumb. You feel the tendons and the skin under your finger while Megan nods.

"I take responsibility for the stress the others might cause you" she assures you and her words sound urgent. "I saw Millie and Denise." She giggles and looks at the other end of the table. "And Emma." Emma hides her face behind her hands which makes Maureen giggle even more. Then your eyes meet again with Megan and rest in her round face that is so familiar to you and that you have grown so fond of. “I wanted to give you something for what you gave me. All of us in fact. And I thought one last time together would be good for you before you take care of us in the hustle and bustle of everyday life. ”She smiles sheepishly. "I-I know that with this I might... definitely be crossing the line we are drawn this morning..." You pull Megan towards you and your plate in front of you is almost knocked off the table when you press her upper body against you. Millie hastily clears space as you kiss Megan deeply.

“Not a word more about that wombat. That was stupid of both of us. I love you and I am grateful for your help.” You manage to make your voice sound strict and loving at the same time. Megan licks her lips.

"All right, Biggie," she smiles happily and sits down again, but keeps looking at you. Something new has been created between you and you look forward to exploring it with your sister. Millie also understands the silent decision that was made between you and Megan and with her little hand in your paw it is possible for you to be an even better brother to your sisters, although they would certainly lecture you on the assumption that they are not already perfect for you and that you want to make it up to them.

"As long as I am not torn apart by the rest of the girls because you drove them out of the house, that's okay with me," you grin and it is your sisters who respond best to your words. It was they who started the day for you and it is they who shaped it for you. "So?" you ask and look around to let the others participate. Seeing all of your girls, friends, sisters, and loved ones gathered around a table is rare and... exciting. “Shall we eat?” Everyone agrees and while the dishes are clinking, glasses are filled with - how could it be otherwise? - pineapple juice (sometimes also orange juice), and the bowl with the fruit salad slowly empties, something like a normal mood arises at the table. You are surely the only one who is struggling to come to terms with the situation, which is good. Your girls talk to each other, Maureen is involved, Emma is not shy and Millie and Denise get along well while Megan takes your hand under the table and looks at you lovingly. It's far from normal, you know that. You saw every one of these girls naked, slept with every one of them. Megan and Millie, and Megan and Maureen, carried out **** in front of you, and each of the girls made a commitment to love you. You feel incredibly good seeing the people you love get along so well. Wounds were healed, ties are made and strengthened. Megan is watching you closely and Emma throws you glances every now and then. But the topics at the table are not about you. It's about the school, the girls who are not here, parents and events in the world. Opinions are exchanged, Maureen learns something new from Emma and Millie and Denise laugh about a common topic. Every now and then Megan nods off a comment from one of her sisters or laughs briefly with Emma, but her hand never leaves yours. It is tender with her, just as you both wanted it to be. You can calmly look at each of the happy faces and imagine what will be in days, weeks, months and years. And it's good. Finally, Megan grabs you tighter.

"Today is your day, love," she says and knows what you are thinking. You swallow and nod. The pineapple juice tastes good, but you're slowly missing your cola, or cocoa or any other drink which tastes good not only for the reason of girls want to suck you off. But what do you not do for the women of your dreams? Then it's time for you to join the conversation. Your girls give you enough space to carry out your inner monologues, but they all have a common desire to be with you. You participate in a conversation between Millie, Maureen and Emma, with Megan talking to Denise. Your attention alternates between the groups and everyone understands when you are not listening or are with your head on someone else's topic. You don't even notice that Maureen nods to Megan again and again and your older little sister then refills your plate.

"Eat something Biggie" she whispers lightly as you give her your attention. "You need every calorie you can get today."

"I believe you immediately," you snort and shovel salad down your throat. The vitamins will help, but the lettuce has less nutritional value. There is a quiet throat clearing from the other end of the table and you look over at Emma.

“What was it about this morning?” your elf wants to know in a faraway voice while she lowers her head slightly. She's not looking at you but at Maureen, which is a good sign. The addressee laughs briefly and looks at you. Apparently it was only a matter of time before one of the girls couldn't contain herself anymore and Denise suddenly looks very curious too. You and your sisters weren't really quiet either and Megan surely has talked a lot. "I mean, it's clear that you weren't just... having fun." Your sisters - which includes Maureen - all look to you. Even if Maureen has helped you and Megan, she knows how the roles are distributed in the relationship and, judging by her gaze, she has no problem getting your permission for an answer, it doesn't just concern you and her. You nod to her and she turns back to Emma.

"Well. We've all seen what Finn did to my little sisters,” Maureen says straight away. Funnily, it's Millie who is beaming at her fellow friends and Megan looks at you in love. You take a load off your heart because she doesn't seem nervous. "I'm up again after what Megan said."

“What did she say?” you ask and you are briefly the one who stills his knowledge.

"Nothing" replies Maureen and you understand. "Otherwise she can't hold back from praising you." She grins at her sister, who is very interested in the bowl of fruit salad in front of her. You should have known that the girls won't miss anything about you. "That's why I'm up to the bathroom again." Maureen laughs out loud. “The two are really similar. No matter how you look at it, they really are brother and sister. Finn said he felt weird after this morning. After what he did with my sisters."

“What did he do?” asks Emma, biting her lip. "It's okay." She looks at you. "Later."

"Megan came up and said exactly the same thing," laughs Maureen and Megan looks for your hand under the table again. It's just a reflex to do it in secret, while everyone can see the movements you are doing. "I had to convince both of them that they could also have cuddle sex."

"It wasn't like that at all," says Megan and arches her back. Maureen stops telling the story but looks more amused than angry at her sister. Megan, feeling everyone's eyes on you, grabs your hand a little tighter and lowers her head. "I..., oh man." She manages to look around. “Each of you has some role from him. Millie the princess, Denise the little animal, Emma the dirty mouse, Maureen the big sister. And I... well... I'm still looking." The way she sits on her chair next to you and takes your hand, Megan looks very **** to you. But the fire in her eyes when she thinks about the time with you also shows you the forces between which she finds herself again. You realize that now that she knows you will be by her side forever, she is finding other dangers in her life that she didn't know were there.

"And that doesn't matter at all Megan." You speak up and everyone follows your lead. "You are something very special to me precisely because you are who you are." You lift your hand up and place it on the table for everyone to see. “We don't hide. Not here. None of this would be possible without you, I said that and I stand by it."

"I understand you," says Emma to her friend. "You were dirty with me."

"And with me tenderly," says Millie softly, looking at you.

"You are for them... for all of us what we need," says Maureen. "You help us so that we can be there for him." They nod in turn.

"You were always there for me," says Millie.

"And without you, I would never have gotten together with Finn," says Emma.

"Neither do I," Denise mumbles.

“And if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have come with you at all,” Maureen finishes the inventory. Megan almost sinks into the ground and is visibly embarrassed, but nevertheless she thanks her friends politely. One kiss from you on her cheek is enough to make her feel better.

"My little perverted, loving, shy wombat" you laugh and shake your head. "What would I do without you?"

“I don't even want to imagine that” laughs Emma and catches a piece of pineapple from the air. With the combined strength of you and Maureen, you manage to avoid a happy food fight. Millie and Denise already had their tubes loaded and aligned. While they sit down again with unrestrained amusement and poke their forks in their bowls, Emma turns back to Maureen.

“I wanted to ask you something else,” she says and blushes again. Maureen laughs.

“I'll tell you how it was in the shower, I promise. Megan has an ass full of information for you too." It's rare to see your older little sister turning bright red." Emma does the same.

"I didn't mean that." She falls silent but Maureen looks at her encouragingly. Emma pulls herself together. "Didn't you say you wanted to hold back for the time being when it comes to... sex... with us?" Her question is legitimate, but you can see from the reactions of the girls how explosive it is. But Maureen just shrugs.

“It's true that I am still looking. But I think that Megan will agree with me when I say I found my way.” The addressed nods and you agree with her too.

"Not only I wished for a big sister." You are doing something even rarer than it is you who ask Megan with your eyes for permission to speak openly. Megan is getting even redder. "Maureen helped me to be there for you guys by showing me that sometimes I can make mistakes too."

"And I think I like to be his big sister, where he can dump his trash."

"Well said," Megan laughs bitterly but without anger. Maureen rolls her eyes.

“The meaning is clear I think. And don't worry, I like that.” She looks at you. “It's nice to know that someone needs me. And so I can be there for you girls too.” She smiles broadly and happily. You didn't expect Maureen to be doing so well, but you're happy about it. But Emma isn't finished yet.

"And... the sex?" Snorting answers the question.

"Oh come on Emma" laughs your big sister. “We are all grown up here. I don't call myself a lesbian or a bi. I like cocks.” At the word, Denise winces slightly and Millie puts her hand on her shoulder. “I've had a lot in my life. But now I know my little brother's cock is what I like best. And everything that is attached to it,” she says in a softer voice. "I slept with one of my sisters and I think we all agree that the last thing we need here is a prude." She takes a bun and smears butter on it. While she drapes fruit salad on it, she continues to speak cheerfully. “I enjoy sex. I enjoy sex with my brother even more. And after he and my sisters showed me that there is much more to it than just good sex, I think to myself, 'What if I have to sleep with women for that?' I know my body and have no problem with seeing everyone naked or doing stuff with you guys. It's very easy basically.” Again she shrugs her shoulders and you get the feeling that your girls have developed a momentum of their own that allows you to do them good without having to worry about controlling them. "Well, brother," says Maureen, looking at you. “I have no problem with you telling me who to lick or fuck. The sex with you is fantastic and yes, I want to cuddle too. I think we all want that. But I also have to say that I like to do the dirty work for my little sisters.” And then she surprises you. “A little sister to protect. A middle one to hang out.” She grins dirty. "And an older one to fuck."

"Shit Maureen..." you mumble.

"Am I not right? And Emma here can give herself completely to you. Not to mention the little kitty here.” She throws a crumb of her bun at Denise and makes the girl laugh. After Maureen has finished, five girls in love look at you across the table in five different phases of lust.

"Thank you darling" you mumble to Maureen who is holding a finger to her temple in a mock salute. "It is really very nice to sit together with all of you." The situation of loving so many girls is new for you too and this morning is just as much a support for you as it is for the others.

“That's nice,” says Emma across the table. "We had hoped that you would like it and want to show you that we also understand each other."

“You don't have to have individual relationships with us” explains Megan. "The plan is to show you that we can all be together too."

"This breakfast, to have you and to be with you all, that is the best gift," you say honestly. You continue to eat in silence and don't miss the fact that the mood has changed. The looks are more often on you than before and the girls are more restless. With the taste of pineapple in your mouth, you put the spoon aside. “What is it?” you ask, a bit stupidly, and look around the table. After all, your eyes are fixed on Emma who is the most conspicuous.

"Honey." Emma seems reserved, weighs her words. "You are the man in the relationship, we all agree on that." You look at her doubtfully.

"Yes, I thought so." You laugh nervously because you know Emma and with such behavior, there is always something special.

“We like to listen to you, Finn. For a variety of reasons.” She looks over at Denise. "We heard what happened in the bathroom."

"A-And before that in the bedroom" mumbled Denise. Millie, Maureen and Megan look at each other knowingly.

"OK. Listen to girls.“ You can't believe what you're saying. “Maureen already said that the morning started a bit bumpy for me. I really love you all and being with you is the best. So I'd rather like it if we could just have breakfast, okay?” You grimace at the thought of missing out on the other girls. "It's not forever," you say to Denise who seems visibly disappointed at the thought of not being able to join Millie. “I want to spend my life with you and there will still be many opportunities for us to be together. Just this morning…” You groan and look at the ceiling. “It's not even noon. Have some mercy on me," you grin. As you would expect, your sisters are on your side, but that only means that they are already where satisfied by you today. You can empathize with Emma and Denise. "Millie, Denise, I wanted to ask anyway, why are you dressed so sporty?" you ask, trying to steer the conversation in a more pleasant direction. It's a question of survival. You are horny as fuck for the girls, but you know that you still have hours of the day ahead of you - maybe even the nightly hours - and if you are not careful you will wreck yourself with your behavior. And yes, feeling part of a loving group is nice too. Your youngest sister and her friend look at each other and examine their outfits.

"We wanted to do a hike with you, Finn," says Denise. You are honestly surprised, you are known for your political comments and your skillful handling of the gaming controller, less for your long walks. Okay, I can manage long walks. But hiking? What's gotten into their heads? But you know the answer. You.

“There's a new climbing park on the edge of town that I wanted to see,” says Millie. "We can also go by car, but there is a way through the forest to get there." It is clear what kind of travel she prefers and you don't argue with her.

"So I can spend time with you," you say and make the girls shine. "I like that. That's how we do it.” You look at the others. "And is that okay with you?"

"I already had my fun today," says Maureen and looks at Megan. Your wombat wants to say something, but her sister is quick to beat her.

“And I'll still have him,” Maureen says and smiles at you.

"If it ever gets as good as this morning, I'm glad I put off the fun at the table," you chuckle and look at Denise apologetically. But Maureen shakes her head.

“No,” she says. "You will like it better, I'm sure of that."

"Just see that you will be back at 4:00 pm," says Emma. "That helps us all.” She exchanges glance with Megan and you realize that something big is planned here. You look at the clock and realize that you still have enough time. "And what do we do in the meantime?" The girls look at you again and you feel like a cracked record. What Emma and Denise want is clear. Any normal girlfriend would grant her boy a special wish on his birthday, especially if the two have only recently been together. Your sisters have already had the opportunity to get their 'part of Finn' and on top of that have helped give you a rare gift. It's only natural that Denise keeps looking at you out of the corner of her eye and still crushes her lust. And Emma has her chin on the back of her hand but her eyes sparkle with the same satisfaction and lust that you also feel. You just came to the conclusion to be gentler on Megan and rely more on Maureen and now you face the next challenge. Even if you prefer to spend the day with the girls and like always want to fight your lust, it is clear that this is no longer appropriate. You decide about the path of the girls in front of you at the table and they have given you the opportunity not to have to hold back with your desires for you and dreams for them. This is a new world for you too, but you found a solution in Maureen. And that makes it downright unfair if you're the only one who doesn't change and doesn't meet the girls.

“I don't have a choice, do I?” you ask Emma and laugh with relish. It isn't surrendering but a necessary tool to make them happy. And hey, you can sink your dick in one of them too you lucky bastard. Which isn't totally on your mind, I know.

"You always have a choice with us, honey," says Emma and looks at Denise. The younger girl doesn't understand what is going on at first, but when Emma winks at her, her head snaps to you and her behavior changes. She grins like a madwoman. "We all think it's the best plan for you because we like it." You can't say anything about that. One last time you look every girl in the face and see that they are happy to spend the day with you. They have drawn up a plan especially for this and you are already in the middle of fulfilling it for them. You play along, bow to the consequences and know that everyone will be happy in the end. The girls, since it's you and you since it's the girls. Very easily. You just nod slightly and close your eyes for a moment. "And I want to thank Maureen for her help." That makes you open your eyes again. Maureen also looks at Emma in surprise.

"That was nothing that you wouldn't have done" Maureen waves as Emma pushes her chair back with a smile. Maureen seeks your looks in amazement.

"Don't look at me" you laugh and wonder how far Emma will go. “It was your idea not to let me decide anything today. We'll all get to know a new side of our relationship today.” Of course, Maureen wants to say something and you would like to hear what she has to say, but her surprised squeak and wide-open eyes are more than enough to make you laugh. With her mouth open, your oldest sister looks between her legs under the table, then stares at you.

"Is she always like that?" she hisses, tries to slide back in her chair, but is dragged back into position.

"No" you laugh when you see her face getting blush. "Not always." You look Maureen in the eye and experience firsthand how her posture relaxes a bit as soon as you show her what you think about it. Still, she clings to the table and looks around as her body twitches and Emma tugs at her pants. "Not always," you say again and smile at your sister who will be satisfied soon and will made Emma a favor for pleasing you.

"We want to show you what it's like when we're all together," says Megan from the side. She has to fight not to look over when Maureen begins to moan softly and starts to caress your hand. "We talked about it and it only makes sense that there are moments like this when we're all together." Millie thinks that too, which calms you down.

"It was wonderful to see the movie with you yesterday", she reminds you. It doesn't always have to end in an orgy when you are with all your girls. But... "But we also have to show you that you are so important to us that we sometimes also..." She looks at Megan, who nods to her little sister. "Place you above us." If the line had come from anyone else you would now protest. Millie looks at you uncertainly, knowing what was discussed in the bathroom. But Megan played well and her trump card is Millie, whom you can't refuse. "Please let us be there for you today BB." You laugh and shake your head as Maureen suppresses a curse and also looks at Millie.

“This one… is good…” she tells with tense arms and pressed lips.

“This one is perfect,” you agree. "Well played Megan." A fist punch across the table shows your consent to move the line in front of Millie today and when you look at her for safety she looks very satisfied. "I..." You cut off your praise for the tactics of Megan when you feel something in your lap. A weight has put on you and you realize it won't stop with Maureen. Especially now that you have declared yourself fair game. You look down with resignation and are a bit surprised not to see Emma between your legs. "Oh man..." you moan and experience Megan as the winner.

Denise had waited till you signaled your O.K. for Millie and only then gave in to her lust. Now she kneels between your legs and looks at you from under the edge of the table with needy but faithful eyes. She slowly raises her hand and clamps the Kitty-Ears between her teeth. Then she lays her head on your thigh and slowly rubs her cheek against it. Her light hair falls over your pants and her hands are holding onto your thighs. You are completely enchanted by the sight and can no longer take your eyes off the girl below you. You automatically reach down and pat her cheek with your hand. Denise leans against you and closes her eyes with relish.

"It's okay BB," Millie says quietly. "Today is your birthday and I wish that you are happy."

"We all want that," says Megan quietly. You swallow hard and look at your drill sergeant in your mind's eye. He suffered a lot during the time here at the lake. You have held back many of your desires for others. Is it justified to think of you now? God damn it yes! The girls all want this! Now do it you fucking fucker!

"It would be a shame to end it all when we're all happy," you mumble and watch Denise rubbing against your leg. You don't have to look to know what your two younger sisters think about it and your older one is not responsive at the moment anyway. Without further ado, you reach down, pat the chin of little Denise and take her ears from her mouth. Again it is like a crowning glory for her when she feels the clasps brush over her head and when she has finished her transformation, she looks at you first for approval. Her eyes speak to you like they did on your first night and together with your sisters form a unit that you do not want to limit.

"Well done" you whisper over the suppressed moanings of Maureen. "I'm proud of you." Denise beams with joy like every time you show her that you like her. You can briefly enjoy the feeling of having taken care of her, then her teeth close around the waistband of your comfortable pants. She even growls a bit in her role as she hastily tries hard to expose her favorite toy. You help out a bit and lift your body so far that she can pull off your pants. While Maureen clings to the table and looks down with wide eyes, panting and sweating, your other sisters are watching you carefully. It doesn't take any effort for the girl between your legs and your stiff shaft jumps out into the open, where greedy fingers close firmly around it. Denise goes up in the admiration of your part, nudges your cock with her nose, puts her cheek on it and draws its scent into her trembling nostrils. As you discussed, she doesn't say a word, but her eyes keep flicking up from your spear to see how she does her job. You rub her head and with a satisfied purr, her lips run over your tip and slide down on you. You do the same as Maureen and look for something to hold on to at the table. You find your sisters' hands on both sides and together they watch you in a moment of togetherness.

"Is she good?" asks Millie a bit shy without taking her eyes off you.

"Oh fuck she is," gasps Maureen, then notices that she is not the one addressed and grins almost desperately. "Sorry, I thought, o shit that is good..." Megan and Millie giggle as her sister arches her back and one of her hands jolts up to her breasts. “Don't you bother about me guys. Ha… Finn your friend pffffha… is really good.” Millie laughs and lays her head on your arm without letting go of your hand. Her hair is flowing over your arm on the table. When you tense up and you hear gagging under the table, she lifts her head again. Her look has changed a bit.

"Are you okay?" you ask in a shaky voice but Millie just nods and smiles. Then she sees between your legs for the first time while Megan cares your other arm and now and then looks over at Maureen.

"Can she s-suck well?" asks your princess and you can feel the brewing curiosity in her wanting voice. In fact, Denise does her job so well that you can only nod abruptly, which pleases Millie. She leans against you and listens as her friend gags and chokes between your legs. "Maybe she can teach me something if you allow us" Millie muses dreamily and looks into your eyes from below.

"It's alright Millie-Mouse," says Megan next to you and imitates her sister's doing. "Something like that doesn't come overnight."

"I just mean." Your princess pouts a little and watches Denise, who does not allow herself to be dissuaded from her beloved task. "And only if BB tells me so." Even if she's your princess, Millie shows the same understanding as her sisters. You smile at her but are distracted by a little nose, which digs into your stomach for several seconds. Then the girl comes back up, coughing and drooling.

"Are you okay?" you ask the panting Denise with the pictures of Millie in your head but she just smiles happily at you and kisses the tip of your spear satisfied. Then she licks the shaft again with her ears proudly pointing upwards. She takes a deep breath and dutifully goes back to work.

"It looks like... Does it hurt her?" asks Millie and watches spellbound as Denise draws downward in another hard push. Her throat bulges and the corners of her mouth twitch. Spit runs down your tail and with several 'Gurgh' Denise manages to swallow you whole again.

"Did it hurt you?" asked Megan, while you have lost your words for a blissful moment. You look at Millie with your wombat as your princess remembers the sex with you. Then she shakes her head and you sink back relieved in your chair, sinking even deeper into Denise.

"No. It was...“ Millie looks at you but talks to Megan. Both girls hold you by the arms. "Is it always so overwhelming?" She looks at Megan who holds her hand over her mouth out of consideration for you.

"Your brother just does his best for us," she giggles. This time you don't manage to look reproachfully at Megan because Denise has stuck her tongue out of her mouth and is licking wildly over the bottom of your spear while she serves you.

"But it was me who tried to satisfy him," says Millie. You look at your sisters who are talking over your head and who don't seem to mind that their brother's spit covered dick is getting sucked between them. When it comes to you and especially sex with you, you have experienced Millie in three phases. The rarer one is the one overwhelmed by lust that scared you so much at the beginning, but you now know that it is as normal for your princess as it is for Megan and everyone else and that should be an award for you, but which you also pay attention to have to watch and don't ****. The other is her favorite setting. When she gives herself to you, lets herself be guided by you and trusts you fully, it is best for you to see how Millie enjoys being cared for. When the two of you are so attuned to each other and your mind and body are working together towards the goal named Millie, you feel alive. Millie loves it with all her heart too, which is the premise for this whole thing and when you are having your bond, not only you are alive. Now your little sister is showing you her third side. She leans forward, grabs your arm protectively, and watches her friend as she surrenders to you. At the very beginning, you were concerned about how Millie would react to a role so similar to hers. But it seems that she is doing exactly what is best for you and likes it because of that. She knows what Denise means to you and knows that she is best at helping you when she is happy with the situation and showing you that she is happy. At that moment, when Denise tickles the insides of your thighs with her cat ears and her nose digs into your crotch again, Millie watches her friend under your protection and your love and sees things that she also wants to give you. She looks at Denise closely, sees what she is doing with your cock in her mouth and looks attentively as she chokes on your meat but still stays with you. Smiling you put your heads together with the ones of Millie and the gagging and licking of Denise can be heard, while you only show tender affection for your little sister.

Further away, Maureen suddenly whines, leans over the table and almost wipes her plate off when she comes to her orgasm, twitching softly. Then she collapses and roughly brushes her hair back from her face. She is breathing heavily and leans her head back. Her shirt has slipped and is hanging crookedly over her body, sliding up to her stomach. She refrains from a satisfied curse and grins at Millie instead. You can feel a pair of lips on your other ear.

"No matter what we can or want to learn, you bring us together Biggie" Megan whispers in your ear and caresses your stomach. "Let's do this, okay? We like it when we can please you."

"Okay..." is the only little thing you can articulate and Maureen laughs when she sees the same expression on your face as she does on herself. Then, however, your eyes squeezed together with pleasure widen surprisingly and Millie is a little startled at the sight.

“Are you okay?” she asks startled. A common question between your group in which new horizons are reached. "Did Denise bit you?" There is some disappointment in her voice as she looks down at her friend. Then she has to giggle.

"You're doing well, honey," says Emma from under the table. The world stops when your friends' cheeks touch and a second head press between your thighs. "Have you ever done it together?" Denise stares wordlessly at Emma, your cock still in her throat and only her eyes moving. Emma presses her body next to your kitten's. The thought unsettled Denise so much that she lets your shiny spear slide out of her throat. Emma immediately wraps her fingers around your glistering shaft and spreads the foreign spit on her fingers as she slides the tips over your length. The younger girls first look at you, see that you are smiling, and then Denise turns to Emma. She shakes her head but says nothing. Of course, Nathaniel isn't someone who shares the spoils. The thought has probably only occurred to you because everyone is now concentrated on Emma, who jerks your cock slowly and talks to Denise. "Me neither," she grins. "But I really want to try it." You sit up a little more upright from your slumped position and think about Denise and not to push her too much. But Emma also knows about the role that Denise plays in your life and she honors you by playing her own. "Do you want that too?" Denise nods immediately. Both girls look you in the eye as they put their heads together and open their mouths. With their tongues hanging out, they run sideways over your cock, Emma is so excited that she suddenly starts giggling while Denise observes her partner closely for useful points. The two have to find their rhythm first, but you're way, way too foggy to notice. At the same time, you're focused laser-sharp on your surroundings, the girls at your side and the one between you. You can hear the rustling breaths of Maureen too. While Denise concentrates entirely on you and services your part with religious zeal, Emma kisses your lance again and again and plays around your tip with her tongue. It gradually becomes too much for you and when the two finally find their rhythm and drive up and down you evenly everything blurs before your eyes. You can feel the steamy lips of Megan on your neck and you still vaguely remember that you should actually be eating. While you forget your hunger in the drunkenness of love, Denise and Emma swallow their breakfast alternately, one tongue always stroking your balls while the other devours your cock. Millie clings to you and stares down in fascination. There is only one thing that can get you out of your high.

"Touch yourself" you gasp as Denise is just about to pull away from your glans. Immediately her hand flicks down to follow your instruction and her whine sends small vibrations through your body as she goes back to her task.

"Me too?" asks Emma playfully, half of her face is covered by your cock. YOu can see the need for you in her eyes but also a spark of playful joy which tells you you doing everything right.

"No," you say. Emma whines softly but you spoke. With great effort and bated breath though, but none of the girls question your authority even in this situation. The command just slipped out, but only because you already know what you want to do next. Emma wants to say something else, but you push her back on your cock and instead of speaking a word, your dick penetrates her mouth more roughly. Her eyes break when Denise begins to twitch next to her. Your hand is on her head and pushes Emma down while Denise climaxes on her trembling fingers and the thought of being at your side. Her whimpering also brings you to the edge and under the gaze of your sisters you push Emma down on you faster and deeper. While you facefuck your girlfriend with fast motions two hands fall on your shoulders and Maureen flies down on your mouth. Her tongue sticks out towards you and wrestles with yours as she pulls your head back on your hair. Megan and Millie caress your body while Emma presses her throat madly around your cock. You moan into the mouth of Maureen when you come and flood the girl beneath you with your juice. You can feel the hands of your sisters on you and the head of Denise, which look at Emma with big eyes, on your leg. You leave the head of Emma and let her suck the last drop out of you like a possessed girl who fights on your cock for air and sperm, although she can't decide what more she needs to live. It takes a long time and you shoot your cum several times into Emma until she pulls away from you gasping for air and bright red on her face. One last push lands in her face and builds a contrast to her skin. Then her eyes turn in her sockets and she falls backwards under the table on her back. Maureen plays with you for a long time, but then dismisses you with a laugh.

“Your girlfriend is awesome. You should have her technique patented.” You cannot speak yourself and your head rolls from side to side to see how your girls are doing.

"Come up," you say to Denise, not knowing whether you actually spoke the words or just let out hot air. But your words are obeyed and between your thighs, a small head with black ears, which are caressed by blond hair, comes out. She although seems to be delusional and is holding on to your knee, seeking strength. "Emma" you call hoarse. “Emma? Elfie?" Your head spins from the adrenalin but you think you called the right name.

"Hmm?" you hear her soft voice hum under the table. "Yes?"

"Are you okay?" You ask the common question. Megan laughs and looks under the table instead of you, who would tip forward in an unmanly matter if you would do it instead. Her head comes back up with a wide and naughty grin.

"She really wants to finger herself," she laughs while Millie looks at you curiously. "She's sooo horny but she isn't allowed to." Megan shakes her head amused. "She is laying on her hands to prevent misregarding your orders." Then your wombat looks at you while she nibbles on her lower lip. "Do you want to punish her?" At the words on which Millie pokes her head in your direction, Megan pursuing a different goal. "I wouldn't mind being punished by my big brother either. At last, it was all my idea and poor Emma is punished enough for not letting her com, right?" Her voice is lustful with a light undertone, nothing too serious. She knows she putting you on an edge with her suggestion but you two don't have the fear anymore. You feel a hint of **** which you cant tell how bad it is, seeing her playful smile. She knows your oath to her but you also know both that you want to know each other better in terms of sex.

"I could never punish you," you say and bite your tongue. Megan realizes your conflict too and looks at you apologetically.

"But you could... hmm..." She frowns and thinks. She too knows the dilemma. You want to cuddle together, make tender sex but at the same time, you both see the lust and the need for more in the eyes of the other. Megan truly is a girl with many facets which you all want to satisfy and which in return she doesn't want to hinder you. The only difference to this morning is, that you both know how to make the other person happy. Millie looks at you questioningly and soaks up the situation while Maureen hugs you. "You could..." Megan smiles. She is - as you guessed - the first one of you, who come to a conclusion that will make you both happy. Again, because the other one is happy. "You could teach me." She likes that and Millie grins too. She knows that. "I was naughty and you can teach me how to be as good as Millie." Her words have an effect on all of you. Millie is relieved that Megan will not be punished, because then Millie would have to endure her share for her sister too. She would like it because it would come from you but is glad that neither she nor you or Megan will face consequences for the heart. For Millie, it is not playful but more a thing of duty to her brother and sister which she will accept so that her BB can be happy. That is her reason rather than joy for herself. Her BB knows best. She is curious to see what Megan means by her words. But most of all, she takes pride in how her big siblings stick together. Megan is horny at the thought of trying new things with you and you are just relieved when you realize how much Megan helps you in life with herself, Millie and the others. Maureen tickles your ear with her laugh.

"Megan could dress up and Millie would teach her how to be a good behaved little sister."

"Oh yes" laughs Megan and makes you happy. Then the blood rushes back into your dick at the thought of the situation your sisters describe for you. Maureen wouldn't be the oldest if she didn't make it even better. “I could learn a lot from Millie too. What do you mean little one? Are you teaching me and my sister to be good girls to our brother?"

"Oh shit..." you moan with relish at the thought. And there is no reason not to show your loved ones that you would like it. What does like mean here? You dumbass! That would be the coolest thing in your fucking little life! Do it! "That would be the best," you say a little more diplomatically, but your voice gives you away. Then you almost explode.

"I-If you can teach me how to best satisfy my BB," Millie smiles at her sisters. That is enough. You pounce on her and shower your little princess with kisses. Somewhere between the caresses and her happy laugh, you say something that sounds like, 'You are just perfect princess'. You pull the laughing and giggling Millie with your back onto your lap and lean over her. You kiss her neck, chin and head until you finally land on her mouth. No one stops you when you kiss and caress each other for several minutes and each of them sees how happy and, above all, relieved you are with the solution that the sisters have found for you and everyone else.

"And what do we do with poor Emma?" Megan finally asks after Denise has got up too. While she nicely stands next to you, her hands folded in her lap and watch you pounce on Millie, there's no sign of Emma. She's still under the table but must have heard you talk about her. You look at your sisters and you end up with Megan, the friend of Emma and the person who brought her into your life. First, she smiles when she realizes what you're up to. Then you smile too when you realize that Megan will help you.

"Emma," you say hardly. Denise winces a little, but Millie takes her hand and smiles at her. Maureen is watching you and Megan closely. She is not used to the harshness of your voice and where Millie and Denise react by looking for closeness and Megan is happy, she is a bit nervous. You wink at her, but then you regain your harsh tone. You let Millie slide off your lap and get up. Then you pull back the chair and you all look at the table. "Come here."