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"Fine, as long as you fuck her."

Just then, the door to Sarah's room opened and she came out wearing only half a cut off t-shirt and panties. Smiling she walked over to the couch and sat down next to Mike and cuddled up, then drew her face close to his. She went to give him a morning kiss but counter to their recent behaviors, he turned his head causing her to only contact his cheek.

Raising an eyebrow and pulling her head back, she asked, "Is there something wrong?" She put her hand to her face as she blew on it, "Morning breath?"

"It's complicated," he said, but then pulled her close for a hug as a consolation.

"Throw her to the floor and fuck her."

Mike sighed. This was going to be a long two weeks.

"I don't think we should be having sex anymore," he said flatly, then quickly decided that he should've thought that sentence out before he said it. That's not exactly what he meant.

"Wow. You are such an idiot."

Sarah sat back against the cushions, with her eyebrow still raised and put a scowl on her face. A few moments of tense silence passed heavily between them before she spoke again.

"Why in the world would you ever want to quit?" she asked. "You get to have sex with three of your four sisters. At least one of them a day. Ninety-five percent of all the men on the face of this planet would kill for opportunities like this. Literally, they'd agree to kill somebody."

"She's right. Paradise, remember?"

"Sarah," Mike started.

"Is it because you have Danni and Emma now?" she asked, a look of confusion crossing her face, with just the possible hint of hurt to follow, "Am I just not as attractive to you as they are?"

"NO!" Mike said loudly, quickly waving away that notion. "Sarah, you are extremely sexy. I don't want to not have you any less than I want to not them, I'm just..." he stopped, unsure of how to word it correctly, realizing his response had come out all jumbled. He didn't even understand what he had just said.

"See what the lack of pussy will do to you?"

She didn't speak, just stared at him with a blank and impatient look on her face.

"All of this just happened so fast and it's all so wonderful. But frightening at the same time." he said, "I guess I'm just scared."

"Scared?" she asked, her glare softening. "What are you scared of sweetie? You've already gotten what most people would consider the hard work done. Getting us all into bed, and all of us enjoying ourselves in the process."

"She's making sense dude."

He shook his head, running a hand through his hair and sighing deeply. There wasn't any real way around it. "I'm afraid that I might get you, or all of you, pregnant."

She sighed, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Mike, you don't have to worry about that. It's a risk yes, but as long as we're careful about what days and how we love each other, that shouldn't be an issue. Besides, we can always use a condom, or Emma and I can start on some form of birth control like Danni. She's been being careful for a while now."

He swore silently. He'd have to come up with a better reason.

"I also just want to try and prove that I can resist you three vixens." he said, hoping he had said it in a way she'd take as playful.

"Resist us?" she asked, "Why would you want to? You're a healthy, over sexually zealous red blooded American male, and you just happen to have three women living with you who have just discovered they love fucking you."

"Excellent point. You're looking more pitiful by the second. Look at those mounds of hers. Do you remember what her nipples taste like?"

Mike thought quickly. "Well, you guys just seem to come and take what you want from me without any inkling of whether I'm in the mood. I'm gonna prove that I'm the one that decides when and where I have sex, and with whom." 'Yeah', he thought to himself, really liking the way that sounded. He was rather proud of himself for a second.

"Oh really?" Sarah said in the form of a question, with a bemused smile on her face. "You really wanna try resisting three women that want to rip your clothes off, suck your dick, and fuck you blind every day for the rest of your life?"

"You should really listen to her."

"Come on Sarah," he said, "doesn't it bother you that we're siblings? I've had sex more in the past couple of weeks than most guys have in a year. Some probably their whole life, and I've only had sex with my sisters."

"I thought we had gotten past that already," she said, looking at him curiously.

Now, he was thoroughly regretting having made the bet. This was getting way too complicated right out of the gate. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"Mike, you've awakened something in Emma and I, and I don't think that we could stop even "if" we wanted to. Which we don't," she reasoned, then added, "you do realize that we're just going to seduce you, right? This is going to be like opening the floodgates and trying to stem the flow of water with a beach towel. We don't just love you, and enjoy making loving to you." She leaned into him and added, "We're addicted to you now."

"So is Danni. You gonna turn that down? I say let's turn it face down, fuck it and celebrate."

Mike sighed again. "Sarah, I don't wanna have sex with any of my sisters for a while, and there's nothing you can say or do that is going to change my mind. I have to prove that I can control my desire for any, and all of you."

"I see," replied Sarah, with an impish grin on her face. "Well baby brother, in that case," she said standing, "you're really gonna wish that you hadn't decided to do this." Then she turned and headed to the laundry room. Stopping at the door she turned back to throw a smile at him. Then she winked and added, "Okay lover, we'll do it your way. Let the games begin."

Mike had made his decision. He'd have to live with it. They couldn't just use him as a piece of meat.

"What the hell is wrong with having your meat ridden two or three times a day by three beautiful women? And I still have my sights on Beth."