Celebration Time, come on!

Chapter 100

And how ready you are. You have never been better prepared for a situation than you are right now. It's crazy. You should shiver with fear, nervousness, and insecurity. Each of the five girls in front of you is so beautiful and superhumanly perfect in their own way that you feel small in comparison. It is so unlikely, the possibility so negligible, that even one of these angels would fall in love with you, and yet here you are. With all five of them! It certainly wouldn't be a shame to fold the flags, raise your hands and walk out of the room. Anyone would understand you. Such things don't happen to normal people. Just some perverts have sex with five women at the same time, mostly ugly women. But these girls here? This only happens in porn, not to the hero of the story. The hero gets a woman, the woman of his dreams, or not, and then he walks manly into the sunset. But not you. What does that make you? This thought should also scare you terribly. You don't know what you are, why you are here. But fuck it, I don't care! When you see the girls presenting themselves to you, you just can't help but just feel love. Your affection for these five divine beings, loyal, trusting, needing, loving and helping, is all-encompassing. Not even the sight of the bare skin of Maureen, Megan and Denise with Millie and Emma can distract you from the overwhelming feeling of love that fills you and makes you a different person. What you do can only work, the sex can only be fantastic and the crises that are guaranteed to come can only be resolved. Your future is clearly ahead of you and even if you don't always know what's to come and can't foresee everything, these girls will always stay with you. And that makes you a new kind of hero, one you didn't know before.

Your five angels know you and are patiently waiting for you to wake up from your world. It's Millie who can see you best and Denise fondles her breasts and belly as if by herself while your little sister watches you. You click your tongue - actually an atypical gesture, but what else can you do in the face of this incredible situation - and get closer to your girlfriends. Denise sees it in your Little One's eyes, the sparkle and anticipation that always fill her when you approach her and turns to you too. In a flowing movement you come up to her first, press her back through and work your way up her neck with hot kisses over her jawbone, the ears and then to her mouth. The blonde girl becomes passive and freezes with excitement as your lips touch and you can feel her fasten breath on your skin. Your hips touch your sisters' buttocks and your cock is somewhere between the round and touchable butt of Maureen and the wet and welcoming cunt of Megan. With conviction but without pressure, you turn Denise around, place a hand between her shoulder blades and gently push her forward. The girl lets herself be led by you without resistance and bends down to Millie.

"Kiss her belly," you order. Denise obeys. "Further down." Denise obeys. "Even further down." Your voice is monotonous and almost emotionless. You don't want to tell Denise anything or suggest that she would make you happy if she does something that she may not want. But your hand leaves her back for a brief moment as her body reacts faster than you do. With a cute laugh, Denise bends even lower and puts her hands around her friend's sides. "Give me your hand" you mumble to Millie and with a perfect smile, shy, a little nervous and full of love, she does exactly what you tell her. She puts her petite hand with her beautiful fingers in yours and lets them be led to her friend's head. "Push her down and hold it there. Be gentle but firm." Nobody can deny it, you no longer sound like the Finn you know. And nobody cares because each of the girls trusts you will all that they have. Millie tenderly and carefully places her hands on the back of the other one's head and looks down. "Look at me." Her eyes snap back up, her face follows and she gives you her full attention. You put your hands on the one of Millie and she doesn't push her friend down herself. The weight of your words is enough for Denise to know what to do. The clear blue eyes of Millie flicker as a tongue drapes over her clit. Her mouth opens, her lips are a little dry, and she gasps, but otherwise doesn't move. "Enjoy it."

"Yes... brother..." whispers your princess. Then her face contorts under the influence of Denise and her dancing tongue. You suppress the thought of where she learned all this from and tell yourself that she is in better hands now. The two girls' bodies move to one side as Megan begins to move under them and draws your attention. Once again you make sure that Millie has leaned her head back and that Denise is between her legs, then you look past the two to Megan. It's hard to see her face and under Denise and over Maureen she can only turn her head so far that you can see half of her face.

"Can I be the next... please..." she mumbles a little embarrassed and tries to wiggle her butt to you. You grin happily and look at your options. In response, Megan feels the tip of your spear, but not where she suspected it. She goes very still but does nothing to stop you.

“Okay?” You just ask.

"You are my big brother" comes the answer. No additional words needed.

“This is so hot,” grunts Maureen from below. “Wait for a second honey,” she speaks quickly, then talks briefly with Megan, who first has to concentrate. Then Maureen gets very stiff, pulls her body together like a log and turns around with her hands under Megan, who has to carry the weight of Denise alone for a short time. Maureen is now on her back, slides her legs under the ones of Megan and spreads them a little wider for you. Her hands support her sister's torso while massaging her breasts and the area below. "I want to see that" grins the oldest Lynchwood and fixes her eyes on her little sister's face. "Make her happy." It is not a requirement. Maureen is the one of all of you who is best at dealing with sex. Denise was denied her experience and instead of self-confidence, dependence has become her distinctive feature. You look at the situation soberly and find that her greatest weakness in your hands is her best argument. Maureen, on the other hand, takes for granted being involved in an orgy. Your blood would certainly freeze would your head still working so far that you could understand the situation. At this moment you are just happy that your big sister is here and by your side. The fact that she also has her demons, and has already defeated many of them, only matters to the extent that she knows that you are by her side too. So she leans back and enjoys her brother in charge and supports him with little gestures and words. Not only you appreciate this, Megan too smiles coyly at her bigger sister.

As you sink your hard cock into her ass that is trembling with pleasure, Maureen lifts her head and sucks her sister's nipples into her mouth. You immerse yourself deeper and deeper in her and feel how Megan tries to hold you in her with an almost **** effort. She tenses briefly as you dig deeper and deeper into her, but then forces herself to relax. At first, she whimpers softly and the sucking is combined with caresses from you. It's enough to reassure Megan.

"Oh god..." she whispers very softly.

"What?" you ask. You have already understood her, but you don't want to hurt her. On the other hand, your lust gains the upper hand. The fact that you get in her ass only fuels your greed for her even more. And you know her.

"Go on," your sister whispers a little louder and proves your intention right.

"Are you sure?" Again, the concern for your loved one is mixed with the nasty desire to tease her a little more.

"Please..." Megan whimpers again and tries to impale herselfe on your cock on her own. You put your hands on her rear and caress her pure, light skin. Then your palms quickly clap her flesh and the shock of the sudden contact makes Megan focus on something else. Before she can tell, your thighs are touching her hot flesh. "Oh God!" she screeches with pleasure. Her voice swings through the room and below her you can hear Maureen giggling. "Oh god! Finn! This is so... I'm in heaven." Megan speaks high-pitched and her voice vibrates from the energy you transmit into her. You feel the connection between you and warmth spreads in your bodies. "I love... Finn I..." Words fail Megan. She is washed away by a wave of pleasure as you begin to move inside her. You know what she's trying to tell you and you don't need confirmation that she likes it. She wants more, even if the contact with you, your cock in her butt, still overwhelms her. Maureen beneath and Denise above her body hold her in position when she comes. Her body spasms, then become very still and only the rocking of your body can be heard along with the heavy breathing of Millie, who is holding the hair of Denise. Then Megan can no longer hold it and her orgasm releases in a high scream that nothing can hold back. She screeches out her lust, her love and the addicting feeling of you with all words familiar to her. As you pat her skin, her tight hole around your throbbing cock becomes even tighter, you also notice how your own body starts to contract.

"I'm coming Megan," you say, but it sounds very different from what it sounds in your head. You really want to warn her to give her enough time to prepare, but your voice almost sounds panicked. You don't have time to wonder.

"Come inside me! Please! Come in my ass!"

"Fuck!" Your teeth clench and almost splinter as you bury yourself as deep as possible in her. Your fingers dig into her soft flesh and you can feel the blood pounding through her body as yours. Your own heartbeat pumps all the blood into your lance, aching with pleasure.

"Come inside, please come inside." Her voice is a plea, pronounced among the aftershocks of her climax and the next one you nailing onto her. She turns her head around further than you would have thought possible. Her eyes are crazy with lust and love. She's in another world, your world. "Claim me, big brother. Please claim me as yours! I want to be yours. Pleaseohgooood" Denise shakes when Megan starts to move wildly and cheers you on. "Take me! Own me! I want to be yours. Come in your little sister! Give it to me. Pleeeeeeaaahhhh!" You scream out loud as well and triumphantly push yourself deep into Megan one final time. Your balls contract, the energy of your world is concentrated in one place, and you poke deep in her butt. Then you come and again your sister falls silent as you drive her from one orgasm to the next. You shoot deep into her, feeling how your cum flows into her and how she squirms under you. Maureen holds her sister tightly and gives a satisfied laugh when Megan collapses on her. The whole scaffolding over the two sisters begins to wobble dangerously and Denise has to pull her tongue out of Millie for a moment while your hands protect her. Your kitten quickly looks behind her and smiles at you. Her chin shines with the juice of your princess and she starts to work on Millie right after you have shown her security. Millie giggles and groans and seeks eye contact with you while you pull the petite body of your youngest sister over that of her friend to you. You let your cock slide over the gaping hole of Megan and your wombat crawls slowly and strenuously over Maureen out of the tangle of bodies into which you can ram your spear. You kiss Millie, who lets you lead her and moans into your mouth and at the same time run your fingers through the snatch of Denise, who still does her job with vigor. She does this so well that Millie arches her back and breaks the kiss with you. You look deep into each other's eyes while her pussy contracts around the tongue below.

"I love you so...much" Megan gasps in your ear and looks at the shivering Millie with you. The girl slumped over her friend, who is now kneeling over Maureen, taking the place of Megan, who has taken her place by your side.

“Are you okay?” you ask your wombat but don't stop to satisfy Denise.

“Are you okay?” the question comes back. You actually have to think about it first. With a look at the sweaty mountain of hot meat in front of you, filled with the brightest souls you know, you look at your beloved middle/little sister in amazement.

"What is the meaning of this question?" you want to know, aghast. "How could I not be fine?" Megan comes up to you on shaky legs, bends down and kisses you on the cheek with wet lips.

"And that's exactly my answer." You look at each other and kiss again. The contact with the lips of your sister fires your lust again and when your mouths part with a smack, your cock stands proud and upright on the quarterdeck again. "This is your day, big brother," says Megan and hugs you tightly. Her breasts press against your back and it's like every morning. Well, almost like every morning. From now on, reality and imagination will become blurred. Megan sees it in your eyes and nods to you. No words needed.

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The rest of the morning plays out before your eyes in scenes that try to outdo each other in lust, love and passion. First, Emma comes to her senses next to you. Megan lies down on top of her and you watch how their tongues intertwine when Denise turns to you with a trembling voice.

"Finn... May I... Oh God... May I... I... I'll come... May I... Please..."

"You are free Denise," you say and let two fingers work into her with a smack. She arches her back and presses her bum to you and her lips to the breasts of Millie.

“Oh god thank you Finn. Thank youeeeaaahh…“ Whether she's wearing her leash or just being your girlfriend, Denise finds her strength in the confirmation from you that you will stay with her. That you make love with her, or, as in this case, fuck her, is for her a confirmation of your feelings for her. And for that, she thanks you. Maureen among the two proves her skills and slips between the legs of the two youngest ones. She leans with her back against the sofa and has the stomach of Denise over her, who is now crouching in front of Millie with her legs apart and arms outstretched and only takes her breasts out of her mouth to pay homage to your love. With an almost cheeky grin, the fingers of Maureen close around your sack and her lips wrap around your glans. You're too horny to realize that she knows exactly where your cock was before and you rely on her to take care of herself - and you for that matter too. Nevertheless, it is a fantastic feeling when your hot iron disappears into her no less warm mouth.

"Oh... my...guh" Emma is amazed when Maureen pounces on you. She and Megan watch your eldest sister as she makes you twitch with her mouth until you have to hold on to Denise for dear life. You push her body forward with yours and the girl in front of you lifts up towards you until your tongue can circle around her clit. Denise stifles her moans again in your smallest sister's lap, who tilts her head to one side. Her hair falls over her shoulders to the edge of the sofa and her muscles stretch under her skin as Denise does her work. Suddenly her head snaps forward.

“Finn?” she asks alarmed without breath. You look at her over the edges of Denise. The girl is wedged between you and moaning hard. An amorous smile falls on your princess's face and she blushes slightly. "Mmh... may I..." She bites her lip, but sees how you raise your eyebrows questioningly. You know her and she isn't close yet, can still speak straight lines. "May I thank Emma." Your friend lifts her head next to you and looks at you and your sister while Megan massages her breasts and caresses her bare stomach.

"What for, dear?" Emma wants to know and looks at you questioningly.

"Well... mmh... for everything. And I... well... if Finn allows it, mmh, I would like to... k-kiss you." Emma and you look at each other and you stop pressing your face in Denise.

"You know I can't say 'no' to you princess," you laugh and ask Emma.

"It would mean a lot to me, Millie," She replies, exceeding all blushing standards, stands up and looks gratefully at Megan and thanks her for her services. She gets a thumbs up. Then she comes the few steps over to you and first of all hugs you deeply. “Thank you my love” she whispers in your ear and then turns to your little sister. "You are a very pretty girl Millie and that you trust me so much is wonderful for me." Your princess is also hugged by Emma, ​​which is a little difficult between you because of Denise. "I would love to kiss you and I am looking forward to our lives that we will lead together with your brother." She did not say 'Finn' or 'my boyfriend', but spoke of you as the brother for little Millie. Emma comes around Megan and sits next to your treasure on the sofa, while Megan crouches next to Maureen in front of your lance.

"Slide over, sister," says your wombat to her big sister with confidence and grins cheekily. Maureen makes room for her and without consulting each other, the two already know who will take over which task first. Megan sucks you in her mouth and you are surprised with how much energy and determination she swallows you. Apparently, she is challenged by the skills of Maureen, who also measures herself against Megan and her talented praises to you and speaks up

"You are so perfect for us Finn" your big sister hums while the throat of Megan slowly comes around you again and again. Over her chokes and coughs, your eyes go almost black. “We will always stay together, all of us. All of your girls. We all love you and do everything for you. You're our boyfriend, owner, protektor and... one day..." She swallows hard and smiles. "One day you will be our husband.” Your eyes widen. The thought makes you explode and you manage with the last of your strength to put your hands not on the bopping head on you but on the welcoming bottom of Denise. Together you two watch as Emma bends over the slim body of Millie, gently brushing her hair from her face and putting her lips on your princess's. You gently pat Denise while Millie puts her hands on the hips of Emma who presses her mouth onto your little sister's. Your other two sisters make sure that the adrenaline rushes through your veins again. While their wet mouths slide along your shaft and you watch the show of Emma and Millie, the time blurs into a single something.

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The next thing you notice is Megan pulling you away from Emma and Maureen, who have made themselves comfortable on the sofa. Millie and Denise trudge into the kitchen after you. Once there, Megan encloses you, presses against you and kisses you long and deep with tongue. You can't count how many times you've kissed Megan this week, but every time it's like a **** that rushes through your bloodstream and leaves you ecstatic. It seems to have the same effect on your sister, and her dilated pupils only turn you on even more.

"What now?" you ask and trust in her plan, which can only consist of the three best letters there are for such plans. You don't get an answer at first. Your sister wants to obey you, but fails to suppress her lust and falls into your arms again, which is okay with you. You see it as an act of loyalty, not failure. You kiss hard again and it gets even better when you feel two more naked bodies on each of your flanks. As if by itself your hands find the wet folds of the girls next to you while your tongue is in a sweet battle with Megan, at the end of which there can only be winners. Denise and even Millie willingly give in to your caresses and moan softly at first, then louder and louder until Megan joins them. Denise has a small orgasm when you stick your fingers in her up to your knuckles. With her climax she gives you the seconds you need to look around and Megan does the same and manages to answer your question.

"I thought we could do things here that we couldn't do at home," she grins and looks around the room. Then your eyes meet and she surrenders herself, Denise and your princess in your hands.

"I love you so much," you whisper, kiss her a third time, this time a little shorter, and then turn to your princess. "Do you still have strength?" Her hair is tousled and her small, firm breasts rise with the rhythm of her breath, but she has a perfect smile on her face.

"For you, I do everything BB."

"Hop and up" you laugh and knock on the sink. Millie doesn't understand at first and Megan has to point to the tap for your sister to understand your idea.

"A girl once said at school that she would use the tap for... something like that," your princess murmurs and puts her hands on the counter. She pushes herself off the floor with flushed cheeks, but the morning has drained her strength. She doesn't make it and laughing you bend down, wrap your arms around both of her legs and lift her onto the surface. "Thank you BB," Millie mumbles and then draws in air as your tongue penetrates her. You just can't resist and Megan lets Denise finger her as both watches you lick Millie almost to orgasm. You have filled her with new energy and so it is easy for you to move her with your legs apart over the sink. You quickly set the temperature correctly - warm, but not too hot - and show her how to hold the hose properly. You have to thank your father for the exquisite ensemble of the kitchen. At home, you don't have a pull-out faucet with an adjustable flush head. Again something you sure won't do.

"You can remember that for home," you grin. You want to let your princess understand that it is okay for you if she thinks about her own well-being. You may be her big brother, but she still doesn't understand.

"But why should I need this?" She smiles and doesn't understand. It's a warm, perfect feeling to see her like that. With her legs apart, her cunt open and a smile in love, she says: "I only need you for this." Then her eyes flicker. "U-Unless you tell me, I-I should do that." She finds her courage again, looks at you and smiles even more perfectly - if that's even possible.

"What did I do to deserve you?" you ponder. Millie doesn't understand that either, but that doesn't matter either. You put the shower head between her thighs and while she pleases herself with it, you and Megan put Denise next to her. The young girl looks nervously at you and your wombat when you communicate again without words.

"There's always a first time," says Megan in response to a sentence that wasn't spoken and you nod a silent answer. Then the pleading whimpering of a shy kitten fills the room as Megan and you dive simultaneously between her thighs and slide your hands up to her breasts. For Denise, who is still in the process of making a boyfriend/owner/protector for life, it is overwhelming to feel so many new impressions under the umbrella of affection. First, she fights against giving herself to Megan and you, wants to be a good kitten and behave. But when Megan squeezes your hand firmly under you and you multiply your efforts, you simply wash away the girl's resistance like the flood a small sandcastle.

"Finn, I... I... Finn... love you..." Her fingers intertwine with your hair and hold on tight as if she is afraid for her life. You can taste her lust on your tongue and feel the warm and soft cheek of Megan next to you. Your tongues touch and play over the swollen clit of Denise who bucks up and down and meows in heat. The girl above you completely loses control of herself when your sister takes your free hand and leads it to your tongues. Two thighs press your sister even closer to your face and as you stick your tongue deep into Denise while you penetrate her with one finger. You can't help but grin when your sister starts to moan next to you too. Unlike you, she has the luxury of being able to throw herself against her orgasm and to run her fingers in her. You, on the other hand, fight your lust down because you don't want to exhaust yourself now.

Denise comes after only a few minutes of senseless but happy babbling on your tongues and you can feel the wet surface of her cunt twitching around your finger. You and your wombat lean back and form a reflection of the other in appearance and behavior. First you wipe your mouths clean but Megan insists on sucking the juice from your fingers. Then you congratulate each other on a job well done with a fist punch, hug each other and help the blonde girl to spread out comfortably on the sink. You congratulate yourself on your timing because only a few moments later Millie jerks her head back and also comes under the warm jet of the tap. While Megan takes care of your kitten, (who doesn't seem afraid of water at all) you move a little to the side and hold Millie by her hand while she calls out your name again and again. The final reward for your princess is several kisses on the usual places (cheeks, nose, mouth and chin). Then her feet, her body protruding from your strong arms, land gently on the kitchen floor. You can not help but give Denise the same luxury and feel the body of your little sister on your back.

"I'm so proud of you." And you mean everything you tell them while rubbing the crotch of Millie with a clean kitchen towel and making her moan as well. Your blood is boiling and rushing through your veins, but still you only feel the need to let the two young girls understand that you love them. Fortunately, you don't have to hold back and you have many ways to show them, with Megan showing them a very pleasant one by hanging on to you, sticking her tongue in your mouth and putting your hand on her ass. Her flesh is soft yet firm, a perfect feeling. This all combined with her efforts to wrestle your tongue down you have to pull yourself together not to shoot your load against the refrigerator.

"I love you big brother," Millie mumbles and looks at you in love a. Her hand is in that of Denise.

"Me too," adds the other wonderful being.

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Back in the living room, Millie giggling on your back, Denise and Megan leaning against your sides, you can just see Emma stretching her neck and screaming at the ceiling with rolled eyes.

"Finn! Oh God Finn!” Below her, Maureen laughs into Emma ​​but waits until your elf has come down from her climax and then sits down beside of Emma who looks a little confused, breathing hard and longs for you.

"Well, I don't want to complain now," Maureen begins with a broad grin and you see the resemblance to Megan as her chin is wet from Emma, ​​"but you are the first girl that I made cum who doesn't called my name." She laughs to herself while Emma tries to hide her face behind her hands.

"I'm so embarrassed," she grumbles, shaking her head so hard that sweaty strands of her hair separate from her face and get caught between her fingers.

"What?" laughs Maureen as you come back to the sofa with your other three girls in tow. "That you called the wrong name with the right girl or the right name with the wrong person?" Emma drops her hands and looks at Maureen in shock. Your big sister wasn't expecting this, is a little shocked by the reaction and finally both girls are looking at you.

"I didn't mean that, I... uh..." Emma is at a loss and you try to make the situation more pleasant for both parties.

"I think Emma really liked what you did to her Maureen," you grin and let Millie fall onto the sofa with a happy laugh.

"I feel honored," Maureen grins to defuse the situation as well.

"My little elf is just loyal to me," you explain in a soft voice. “That's why I love her so. She's loyal to me, even if you get her to cum.” You shrug your shoulders apologetically. “Has nothing to do with you Maureen honey. No offense." Your older sister also shrugs.

"Does not matter. As long as she liked it, I'll happily put it back for my little brother.” She playfully pokes you on the shoulder and everything is fine again.

"I-I did... really," Emma mumbles through her fingers. You lean down to her and kiss her forehead.

"I'm glad." You give each other a moment of undisturbed closeness and bathe in the eyes of the other, then you sit down too. Emma and Megan sit next to you, Denise takes a proud and safe seat at your feet and snuggles up to your legs with her head happily resting on your thigh, Maureen sits cross-legged and feed-wagging next to Emma and Millie takes her place at the top of the world and sits on your lap.

Only now do you feel the pounding of your heart and the pressure in your genitals as so much bare skin rubs against you. You close your eyes for a moment and lean your head back to calm down and reassure yourself that you have not actually died and are on the way to heaven. You don't see a body fucked to **** anywhere and you are pretty sure that this paradise is your normal life. You bathe in the glory of your girls for a few more minutes, then Maureen moves next to you. She leans forward to look past Emma, ​​her breasts wiggling seductively in front of your eyes.

"Hey Lynchwood" she grins. "My eyes are up here." In fact, you follow her - whether from a touch of shame or trained behavior you don't know - but you quickly see her playful manner. "And they're looking for your cock."

"Oh come on", Megan laughs warmly next to you, but then leans forward and closes her arms around Millie. She moves the light body a little to the side and your princess giggles when she feels your spear under her as it slides through her crack and then jumps out between her thighs. The smile on the face of Maureen becomes a greedy grin that she mixes with a click of her perfect skilled tongue.

"You haven't come yet," she states.

"That would be a waste of incredible opportunities," you reply but sit up a little more so that Megan and Maureen can see your splendor between the two slender legs of Millie. This also makes Emma and Denise curious, whose orgasm wasn't too long ago.

"Haven't you got it Finn?" asks Maureen, sounding almost reproachful. Then she looks at Millie. "Explain it to him." Your princess snuggles closer to you, but her face reveals the seriousness with which she handles this particular subject.

"Let everyone be there for you today, BB," she whispers. "Please."

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If you are asked about this day later - and there is an absolute probability that you will by Karen - then you will only be able to answer that it was a sequence of perfect and indescribably beautiful experiences. You remember that Maureen was the first to blow you back to readiness with lots of salvia and a wicked grin on her face and your precum on her chin. Then pictures of Millie follow, kneeling on the stairs. You couldn't wait. She spreads her legs - not too wide to be naughty, but wide enough for you to know how much she wants you inside her. You make her happy while Denise massages your balls from behind. Then you remember her legs around your waist as you push Denise up on the hallway wall and drive her bum against the white wallpaper. The red and sore asscheeks of Megan comes to mind next. You had crossed your legs and done it while sitting on the carpet in her friends' room, rocking her forwards and brushing her ass over the carpet. Maureen stood with her butt against your face and felt your tongue run through her pussy. Images of Denise and Millie next come to mind. Both are stomach to stomach and giggle excitedly as your cock slides between their tight openings while Emma pampers your other two sisters with their hands. You need to tidy up the room before everybody comes home.

But one scene stands out from the seemingly endless sequence of glories and you especially remember it because it is so depraved. You won't tell anyone who came up with the idea (Maureen) and who was good at catching it (Emma), but somehow you suddenly see someone else's panties above your girlfriend's wet snatch. You don't know who suggested it (Maureen), but Emma likes the idea that Carrie should kind of thank you for trusting her so much with Emma. So your girlfriend with bright red cheeks but a determined look soaks her best friend's panties in her juices. Then - to the applause of Maureen, Megan and, surprisingly, Denise too, Emma pushes the material deep into her wet gap with her fingers. It doesn't need more and the feeling of foreign fabric on your cock when you climb your panting girlfriend on the mattress Carrie sleeps on past her panties is pretty cool.

"Not a word of it to anyone" you hear yourself saying out of breath and the girls lock their mouths with imaginary keys, not throwing it away, but entrusting it to you for safekeeping, just as they entrust you with everything else in their lives. It touches you, as it touches you, to see Emma folds the wet and rotten panties back together and to see them wander back in the bag of Carrie with a satisfied grin on her Face.

Then there are fast sections again. Megan and then Denise on your cock, your fingers in Maureen and Emma. Emma twitching at your piston. She lies on her back and keeps throwing her hips against you. Millie, who comes through Megan, followed by Maureen. Emma, ​​using her fingers and tongue to form a closer bond between herself and Millie. Megan and Maureen doing the same and rubbing their wet pussies together while Denise lovingly and dutifully takes care of your cock. Then your kitten purring from treating your dick and arching her back while your shock waves make her breasts shake.

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At the end of this (you can only call it heavenly) experience, you no longer know where up and down is. Only when you look down you realize that you have finally landed in the room of you, Megan and Millie, on your bed. Below you stretches a landscape of bare skin, sweat, twitching feet, breasts and hands searching for closeness. You even recognize Maureen in the painting and are happy to see your wombat's body on hers. Millie, Denise and Emma have wrapped themselves around you in a strange circle. None of you sleep, but everyone is satisfied. You frown slightly. There is something you forgot, right? You remember when you feel the point of your spear on the stomach of Emma... no, Denise.

"Did I come?" you ask yourself aloud and Megan emerges her head from the sea of ​​bodies.

"What do you mean by that?" You look at your wombat a bit embarrassed.

“I, uh, can't remember. Did I..." You bar your teeth apologetically. “It was so good. Did I come?” First Megan giggles softly, then it becomes a loud laugh.

"Are you serious, Biggie?" she laughs exuberantly and wipes a tear from the corner of her eye while shaking out of amusement and not lust for a change. You just nod in embarrassment.

"Man, that's not on purpose," you grumble but have to grin yourself. "You were just so good that, well, I don't remember." You can feel Millie and her cheek on your hip. She looks up to you in large, trusting eyes. "You all."

"Oh man..." laughs Megan and rolls her eyes. Then she wriggles like an eel out of the pile of bodies beneath you and lies on her back while looking at you longingly. She lifts her legs in the air, reaches around them with her arms and spreads her pussylips for you. The proof that you thought about yourself today only for a bit flows white and triumphantly out between her reddened labia and runs past her other hole towards the sheet. Megan shudders as Maureen slides her index finger around her rear opening, which has been widened by your treatment, and spoons your present for her into her mouth, winking at you with her finger between her lips. Your eldest sister does the same to your wombat next to you. Your juice runs out of it even faster and she shows you a V with her clean fingers.

"Twice honey" she laughs. “You just haven't stopped.” The behavior of the two of them brings life and movement back into the group. Millie and Denise kneel down next to each other and nicely show you their sticky fingers after leading them through their twitching folds. On their bellies, you can see the remains of your conquests. Apparently you came between them when they were lying on top of each other. Denise lifts her head a little and you can see a strand of her blonde hair that is connected to her skin through your DNA. Only Emma - poor, loyal, loving Emma - looks a little embarrassed.

"I-I wanted to, but I thought that... mh... Millie might need it more for... well, training." Millie smiles apologetically and places her petite hands on her stomach. Oh yeah! it occurs to you. The scene of your princess below you comes back to mind. She wanted to show me that she hadn't made it just once. You have to grin lovingly. You were especially hard today. Your little sister hadn't quite managed to swallow you and you gave her two orgasms - one with your tongue, the other with your hand when you were in Maureen - to show her how much you like her. You look at the five faces with passion. But then a frightening realization comes to you.

"Oh Fuck!" you moan and answer the questioning looks immediately. "It's still so early in the day."

“That's good,” Emma wonders and freezes when she sees the look on your face. You count eight peaks for yourself, but you still remember one or two more and the thought makes you shudder. As if at a sign, you feel your overused weapon between your legs and doubt that you will get anything else out of your testicles in the next few weeks than hot air. It's a miracle that you could ever leave so much of your DNA on and in the girls. Next to you, Megan understands you again without words, but your worried look between your legs could also have given her a tip.

"Don't worry, brother." She kisses you on the cheek. “That's it for now with your duty,” she assures you but sounds a bit cautious herself at the thought of letting go of yourself and your tools. But duty wins. "You made us happy and we couldn't be happier with you. And now it's our turn again to make you happy." She looks around the girls. You ask what happens next and you put yourself back in the care of Megan and her plan, which has worked wonderfully so far. But she turns your eyes to the side to Millie and Denise, who are just about to compose a painting with your sperm on their bellies, giggling and blushing. When they realize that the attention in the room is on them, they interrupt their childish happy game and look at you expectantly.

"Oh that will be gooood" you grin as Megan leans on your shoulder and has explained the next steps to you.