Risking Everything

The next day we tried to keep away from each other. We failed fully.

I sat on the couch as she rode me. I loved watching her body bounce.

“Tell me when you’re about to cum,” she told me.

“Why? Are you not on the pill?”

“I am,” she told me. “But I only started taking it today and it takes a couple of weeks to start being effective.”

“What? What about yesterday?”

“We’re fine,” she told me. “I stopped taking it because it makes me gain weight, and I didn't really need it. But now…” She smiled.

“Okay.” I smacked her ass. "I’m glad you told me, because I was about to fill you up.”

“I know,” she grinned. “I could feel you.”

She jumped off me and gagged herself on my dick. I shot straight into her throat and filled her stomach.

---

"I knew it!" Victoria yelled at me.

"Calm down," I told her.

"I fucking knew it!"

I looked at Angie. She looked just as confused as I felt. Although if she was as worried as I was she was hiding it well.

"What's up?" I asked her.

"You check me out now."

"Say what now?"

"I'm finally the thicker sister. When I moved in here I was one hundred and twenty-five pounds. Now I'm one hundred and forty-five! And it all went to my tits and ass! And I bet my waist hasn't gained an inch."

She turned to her sister. “Come on Angie, pose next to me!”

“Do I have to?”

“Yes!”

“Fine.”

“See?” asked Victoria.

“Damn, girl!” I called out.

"Hold on, I'm going to go measure myself."

"No, it's okay," Angie called after her as she left the room. "You're the thicker sister."

"Do I weigh more than you now Angie?"

"Not exactly, but that's only because I'm five inches taller." She lowered her voice. "That's how much I weighed when I moved in, but I've also gained twenty pounds since then."

"Really?"

"For you, baby," she whispered.

"Shit!" Vicky called out from my bedroom above. I still thought of it as mine although I'm sure she thought of it as ours. "I actually gained two inches around my waist." She walked back out to join us. "That's okay, I'm done growing anyway. I'm already huge."

She took off her shirt and threw it at me, showing herself off in her new bra.

"34DD," she told me. "Remember when I moved in? I was a 32B."

"Pretty impressive," I agreed. She didn’t have to mention how she was bulging out of it.

"I'm just glad you appreciate me," she said as she spun around. "Because this…” she turned to slap her ass hard enough for it to jiggle,”...is for you."

"I love it," I told her.

She beamed at me. “Thanks, lover.”

“You look amazing,” Angie added.

“Thanks, sister! I love you both. Thank you for putting up with me, even when I was acting jealous.” She bit her lip. “I know I can trust you guys, but there was a time when there was this tension between you. It worried me. And then, poof! Right around August, you both relaxed.”

“Really?” I asked, trying my best to sound like I didn’t know exactly what she was talking about.

“Yeah, but I think you both just started to get along. Plus, your eyes no longer follow my sister around the house whenever she wears anything revealing.”

“I deny this,” I said with a grin.

“And it doesn’t hurt that she has been wearing a lot more clothes lately.”

“That’s because it’s not a hundred degrees outside,” Angie protested.

It was deliberate. Despite Angie’s attempts at dropping weight, she never seemed to lose any. Lately, we agreed that she would wear more around the house now that it was sweater season. When it was just the two of us, however, she was mostly naked underneath a blanket. Oftentimes joined by me.

“You have both been getting along really well lately. You don’t argue and you both put up with each other for me,” Victoria continued. “And I wanted to thank you for it.”

She turned to her sister. “Angie, you can sleep in our bed tonight.”

“Yessss!”

“And Dan? I’m afraid that I’m only going to show my appreciation orally.”

“That’s okay-” I stopped when I realized what she meant. She flipped up the blanket in my lap and kneeled underneath it.

“Again?” Angie whined. “Really? Can’t you wait until I leave the room?”

“I’m just making sure Dan doesn’t have blue balls tonight. He’s been very nice to let my sister sleep with us.”

Angie winked at me. “But… I’m right here!”

“What’s the matter?” Vicky asked as she pulled down the blanket to look at her sister. “You don’t have a vibrator in your pocket?”

“Ohhh!” I laughed. “You got burnt!”

“Fuckin A,” Angie conceded.

We heard the sound of my zipper being pulled down. Soon I felt warmth as the blanket in my lap began to bounce up and down.

“That’s my baby sister, ladies and gentlemen.” Angie moved quickly, twisting in an angle where we could make out as we enjoyed the show.

We kissed as quietly as we could as Victoria started to gag on my dick.

Angie must have been keeping an eye open because she twisted back into place as her sister abruptly pulled the blanket off before she could finish pushing the blanket out of her face.

“Hey, Ange?”

“Yeah, sis?”

“Want to see his dick?”

“Eww, no!”

“But it’s really nice!”

“I know, Vicky.”

“How do you know?”

“Because you talk about it all the damn time! And if you show it to me and it’s as nice as you say it is, I’m going to want to try it for myself and you will have no one to blame but you. So keep Daddy’s dick to yourself, okay?”

Vicky giggled. “Fine.” Then she paused. “Wait, did you call him Daddy?”

“What? No.”

“I heard Danny,” I told her. “But you might be hearing things.”

“Whatever.” She turned to me. “You’re close, aren’t you?”

“Very.”

“Too bad Angie is here or I’d just ride you.”

“You might as well,” Angie told her. “Doesn’t make much of a difference at this point.”

“Hey, I might just do that. But then you can’t blame anyone but yourself.”

“Shouldn’t I have a say in this?” I asked.

“Not really, boyfriend. This is between us sisters.”

I pretended to sigh.

“I’m surprised you would consider it, Vicky. Aren’t you a bit too vanilla to be fucking on your period?”

“I’m not. The birth control must have finally evened me out because it’s been about two months.”

“You ladies really know how to sexy talk,” I grumbled.

“It’s fine,” Angie said as she elbowed me in the ribs. “It’s not like you have problems keeping it up.”

“Angie! How would you-”

“Because I share a wall with you, obviously! And it never seems like round three is ever much of a problem for the two of you.”

“You are starting to know my boyfriend’s dick too well.”

“As long as you keep offering to show it to me, yeah, that’s going to be the case.”

“Well then. What if I did this?” Vicky pulled up the blanket and uncovered me. I was still pointing up.

“Victoria!” I acted mad.

“What, you’re self conscious?” Vicky asked.

“No, but now I have to worry about your sister jumping me. You heard what she said!”

“She wouldn’t dare. You both love me too much.”

Oof. That one made this entire encounter about seven notches less fun.

“Well, I’m going to go to the bedroom,” Angie said as she stood up. “You two finish up out here and don’t make a mess, got it?”

“Ooo. Couch sex! Can you remember the last time you had it?” Victoria asked with an excited look.

Twice this morning, is what I didn’t say.

I picked her up and tossed her back, pulling down her sweatpants and rubbing my cock against her slit. “Dan!” She protested.

I gripped her hips. They were just the right amount of hard and soft. She was ridiculously hot. I couldn’t tell that she had gained the three inches in her stomach because frankly, I didn’t see her stomach from most angles. It was too covered by her massive tits.

I teased her with my dick for a moment, waiting until the moment that she expected me to thrust into her and pulling away instead to kiss her down her body.

“You’re gorgeous,” I whispered in her ear as I bit her earlobe. Victoria loved the foreplay. With Angie, it was more teasing. With Victoria, it was playing. There was a difference. I spun her around, kissing down her collarbone and all around her breasts, deliberately avoiding her nipples for as long as I could. I could never tell who was more impatient when I did this, me or her.

Finally, I gave in and sucked on them, eliciting a moan from my beautiful girlfriend as I pressed the buttons than I knew would turn her on.

I should have fucked her there on the couch, but I didn’t want to repeat the events from this morning with her sister. Instead, I picked her up and began carrying her over my shoulder to my bedroom.

“Not there,” she whispered in my ear. “Let’s try somewhere new.”

I thought about it. Had I ever bent her over the kitchen counter?

Nope! Great idea.

I flipped her over, laying her facedown on the counter, both legs dangling off the edge as I entered her.

“Ohhhhhhh!” she yelled at the first stroke.

I took a moment to marvel at how perfect things were for me at that moment. Both sisters, in love with me, somehow coexisting thanks to a combination of ignorance and denial. I didn’t believe for a second that it would last forever, but the past three months had been amazing and I planned on enjoying every moment of the time I had left.