Headlights flashed, spinning wildly and careening towards a tree... the drunk in the other car morphed into a clown, and cackled at him... an explosion of flame and the smell of gasoline...Mike shot bolt upright in bed, screaming and slapping at his chest and legs in a panic, trying to extinguish the flames that weren't there. Wondering why he was beating the shit out of himself, he stopped slapping at the imaginary flames and began to rub his eyes."Another damn nightmare," said the voice in his head. He was having the bad dreams still, less than when his parents had just been killed, but he still wondered when they would end. "Maybe never," he said aloud, looking at himself in the mirror that sat on his desk across the room."Maybe you should jerk off." The voice wasn't usually very helpful.Mike smacked himself on the cheek, partly to punish the voice, but also partly to wake up. He glanced at the clock, only 5:30. Grumbling, he started to rise and reached over to flip on the lamp
Mike sighed. He knew what Danni would say if he asked her, though. She'd call him a freak, hit him with something and then wait for him to plot his revenge so she could hit him again. She was his scourge. He hated her. He'd love to stick something pointy into her and make her scream. Wait, no he wouldn't. Don't go there, don't go there."Sometimes you make this too easy."Okay so he didn't hate her. It was his sister; there had to be law somewhere that said he had to love her. Wasn't there? If there wasn't one, then he did hate her.She'd always been mean to him, though, and Emma as well. Growing up she'd made their life hell. Emma was easier to make cry, and thus get Danni in trouble so Mike had always been the main target of her pranks, ridicules, and thrown pointed objects. She'd get in less trouble from Sarah that way. She used to love calling them M&M, singing the kissing song when they were kids, they were so inseparable. She was the very reason the name stuck, especially since
Breakfast started normally enough. Sarah was up, as usual, when he came downstairs in his customary blue jeans and t-shirt. She was making some bacon and eggs, for him he knew. She turned as he reached the bottom step and came over looking concerned."I heard you tossing and turning last night, everything okay sweetie?" she said, reaching up and rubbing a hand on his cheek with genuine concern on her face. His gaze drifted lower, settling on her ample rack, her breasts tensed, moving beneath her customary apron, so large and inviting, Just look at that cleavage, it's the Rocky Mountains in there, Oh my god she's not wearing a bra...""Mike?""Fine," he said a little too quickly and sat down with a thunk."Nightmare?" she said, trying not to let on that she knew he'd been ogling her."Yup.""Wanna talk about it?""Nope.""Eggs and bacon?" she asked, looking at him, still concerned.Beth was there as well, sitting down and enjoying the smoothie she'd just finishing making. Mike cast a g
Mike didn't reprimand it this time since it was right. She was a bitch. A fucking bitch in fact. Well, fuck her. Wait, no. Wrong insult. He sighed, pulling an old shirt over his head, as images of her boobs jiggling while bouncing on the diving board filled his head.How did she always know how to push his buttons so well? Practice maybe. They were always going at each other like that; Mike winning some, Danni winning more. He always managed to get in a few good hits though, before she threw the inevitable knockout blow. Unfortunately she'd gotten used to the insult 'Hoover', and it wasn't winning any fights for him anymore. He'd have to come up of something else.He went downstairs and avoided looking into the kitchen. The laughter had died down but he wasn't going to take any chances of starting another volley. All four of them were in there yapping at each other. Why the fuck were they so damn talkative. Mike could spend a week in the house and not say a word. Not his damn sisters
Danni lay on the left, on a lounge chair in her tiny yellow micro-bikini. Her breasts were smaller than Beth's, but much larger than Emma's. He stared as she laid the magazine in her lap and flipped absently through the pages. Her skin was so shiny and still so soft looking. She must spend hours getting herself to look that good. He changed his mind. She'd always looked that good. She was so damn sexy. If she wasn't his sister, he could easily see fantasizing about her. He could see that her nipples pressing against the tight yellow fabric, seemingly like tiny creatures that were desperate to get out. He wondered how many guys had had them in their mouths. Did she like that, having her nipples nibbled? They seemed to be pressing awfully hard. His eyes widened, they almost looked erect. Holy crap, they were hard! It wasn't cold out, why were her nipples erect? Maybe there was a breeze where they were laying out.He glanced over at Beth. Her boobs were very large, almost perfect in shap
Mike had run upstairs and sat down on his bed, waiting for his embarrassment to subside. He looked down inspecting his rigidity, but it didn't look to be going anywhere soon. "Dead kittens, monkeys brains, clowns," Mike said, concentrating. Then, opening his eyes to take another look, he scolded, "Damn it." It actually looked harder. Knowing what he'd have to do, he reached into the drawer next to his bed to grab the bottle of lotion he kept close.He squirted some on his hand and stood, looking for something to ejaculate into. He grabbed a towel off his desk and glanced outside. His three sisters were still sunning their already tanned bodies outside. "Oh god," he said, as he felt arousal rumble throughout his loins, it actually jumping up a notch after looking at his sisters. With a curious look on his face, he quickly opened up a webpage and clicked around for some porn. A pretty blonde with pigtails and cum on her face popped into view. "Perfect," he said and started to furiously
Mike was beginning to wonder if he knew Sarah at all. She was looking at him again."Yes, they are all very sexy." he said, but then added, "But you just seem so perfect, and you are sexy too, and pretty, and so kind.""You really think I'm pretty?" She looked shocked.Mike nodded again, then looked up and stared directly at her. He looked a little ridiculous at that moment he was sure, pecker hard as steel and his oldest sister trying to comfort him. "I'm sorry.""For thinking about me when you masturbate?"Mike nodded again. "That and..." he gazed down at his hard-on"I," she started. "I think it's flattering. I don't know, I suppose if you have to think of something, I don't mind it being me.""You don't?" It was Mike's turn to look surprised."No," she shook her head, "but you have to tell me something.""Okay...," he said looking at her curiously."What do you find sexy about me?" She was biting her lip nervously, and he suddenly became afraid that he'd say the wrong thing."Comp
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He opened them again and she was still staring at him, waiting for an answer. He rubbed his face with his lotion free hand, finally conceding that he couldn't make himself disappear just by willing it."What did you have in mind?" he asked.She hadn't thought that far ahead. She looked around her, as if she'd find a blowup sex doll somewhere around his room. "Well um, would you like me to..."He didn't drop his gaze. After a few agonizing seconds he asked, "To do what?""To let you look at me?" she said, giggling as she saw his overzealousness."You'd do that for me?" he asked, a little too enthusiastically."Sure I would, sweetie," she smiled sweetly at him again. "Why don't you lie back on the bed?"The part of Mike's brain that usually didn't speak directly to him, the moral side, suddenly woke up at that point and wondering just what the hell was going on. The voice sucker punched it, knocking it out again.She stood and went over to the
Kelly turned and looked out, then turned and looked at her friend. "What's going on hun?" she asked, suddenly remembering that she'd sensed something wrong with her on the phone those weeks back.Heidi sighed and shrugged. "Well crap, I didn't want to start the weekend this way," she said, tears coming to her eyes. "Dale left me," she said, glancing over at Duncan and then Kelly.Kelly's eyes began to well up with tears then and she hugged her friend. "Oh, Honey," she said. "I'm so sorry!"Duncan knew better than to ask what the reason was, and figured that he should let them talk."I'll let you ladies be alone," he said. "Can I get y'all some drinks?" he asked.Kelly mouthed him a silent thank you, but Heidi was shaking her head. "Duncan, you should hear this too," she said, wiping her face."Okay," he said. "Y'all wanna go sit down?"They headed to the kitchen where they sat around the table and Heidi told the story of what happened to her marriage."Dale and I were always an odd fi
Duncan groaned loudly then and Kelly squeezed the tip of his cock, forcing his orgasm back from the brink. "Fuck," he groaned. "Thank you. I was getting close!"She grinned and relaxed her hold, stroking slower. "After that, you showed up and caused all sorts of mischief. I was so fucking turned on when you displayed me like that," she said. "I nearly came then and there!"He smiled down at her as she stared up at him for a second, her green eyes shining in the dimming light."We played even more in the water," she said, coming upwards and laying down as he moved between her legs. She moaned as he barely waited long enough for her leg to clear his head before his tongue split her pussy."Fuck," she groaned. "We splashed around in the water for a little bit before one of them tackled another. That quickly devolved into a round of chicken fights, and of course all of them wanted me on their shoulders."Duncan flattened his tongue and rubbed it forcefully against her clitoris, drawing a
As they talked, she learned that Jesse was a nineteen year old from Ohio. He was pretty shy and unsure of himself when it came to women. His friends always tried to get him to come out of his shell; Kelly just happened to be the one there at the time that he decided he was tired of their prodding."I mean, you're very attractive," he said. "I guess I just got tired of them always trying to get me to talk to women. I mean, I'm pretty shy, I guess. You're making it pretty easy to talk to you though.""Oh come on, I don't buy that," she said flirtatiously. "I mean, you're very cute and you've obviously been able to converse with a married woman."He smiled at that. "You've got a point, but it's just easier to talk to you than the girls in the clubs.""You even gave me a wonderful massage to boot! You're very good with your hands," she said with a naughty grin."He smiled widely."Speaking of," she said, starting to turn over, "would you mind helping me with this side?"He looked at her i
Duncan smiled. "I'm game," he said. "How frisky are you feeling?"She shrugged and blushed slightly. "It's definitely gotta be something about being here," she said. "I really wanted to let Kara have some fun with us last night."He chuckled. "I could tell. It wouldn't have been right, though," he said.Kelly nodded. "Oh I know, but still..." she said. "Did you enjoy watching that guy awkwardly hit on me?"He nodded, laughing. "It's so weird to analyze and think back on, but yeah, I did," he confirmed. "I enjoyed watching someone dance with my wife. Did you like being hit on?"She smiled. "I mean, it was flattering, and it turned me on when he began to take a few liberties with me, but he was so awkward and his dick just felt so small.""Well, Baby, not everyone is going to have a really big one," Duncan said."I know, I know," she replied. "I'm just saying, it was the first time we've actually been trying to push our boundaries by someone we don't know getting a little friendly with
Duncan returned her smile but shook his head. "No, we're not swingers. We're thinking about it, though" he said, turning and looking at Kara.She smiled briefly, but tried to hide it. Duncan saw it though, and he was sure that Kelly did as well."I like to show Kelly off. I like watching other people lose their cool around her," he said. "If they happen to get a squeeze of her breasts in, then so be it. It's all in good fun.""It makes our sex life unbelievable!" Kelly added.Kara chewed her bottom lip subconsciously, listening in rapt attention."Kara had a question for me, but now she won't ask it," Duncan said."Stop!" Kara protested, blushing and covering her face.Kelly giggled and playfully slapped him. "Stop embarrassing my new friend!" she admonished. "You can ask me and I promise I won't embarrass you."Kara shook her head vigorously. "I don't want you to be mad at me," she said.Kelly smiled then and shook her head. "Sweetie, unless you had sex with my husband without asking
KellyKelly was gyrating closely with Kara, the younger redhead's eyes closed and moving in time with the music along with her. She saw a large black man dance closely behind her new friend, and then felt the hand of someone on her own hip. She glanced back briefly as the newcomer placed a hand on her other hip and pulled her close, her ass pressing back into him. She glanced over at Duncan questioningly.She knew that this would be a real test for the both off them. This wasn't a friend. This wasn't someone that they could trust. God knew what the younger man intended to do to her on the dance floor. She was surprised to find that the thought flashed in her mind and excited her.Duncan briefly looked concerned, but then grinned and even winked at her. Her excitement soared."Your husband is watching you with another man, whore!" she thought.She ignored the man behind her. With both hands, she pulled Kara close. Kara herself was staving off the advances of the black man behind her. T
"Hope y'all are having fun, you fuckers." Mark had not been able to come this year, having too much work to do. He had finally finished catching up that afternoon, Duncan learned."Well shit man, I'm sorry you didn't finish sooner," he texted back."Take some pictures off all the nice ass out there and send it to me," Mark texted.Duncan chuckled when he saw the message."Kelly and Kara are hitting it off famously. Kelly bought them some pretty raunchy bikinis. You'd love it.""Fuck," he replied.Duncan chuckled."Lucky son of a bitch. Talk to you later. Tell your wife call out my name next time you fuck her," he sent, jokingly."Will do, meatsheath," Duncan replied with a smile."Who was that?" Kelly asked, laying on the bed."Mark. He says he's pissed that he didn't get to see you in your bikini. Wanted me to take a picture of any nice asses we see."Kelly giggled and turned over. "There you go," she said, sticking her rear up slightly.Duncan chuckled as she turned back to look at
Sam brought a large beach umbrella up from the hotel patio and sat it down, laying their bags underneath as Duncan and the girls laid out the four large towels. Kara looked a little nervous.As the men sat down and stretched out in the afternoon sun, Kelly and Kara stood and began to pull off the t-shirts that they were wearing. Kelly had purchased two very green, and very tiny bikinis for them. One was a shade darker than the other, and without Kelly's nipple rings pushing prominently through the fabric, it would be really hard to tell them apart.The quartet's towels were arranged two by two, with two of them closer to the beach than the others. Sam had started to sit on one of those but Kelly smiled and shook her head, pointing to the towel beside Duncan.Shrugging, Sam had plopped down next to him.Kelly, in the darker green bikini, turned then and Duncan saw just how tiny it was. There was very little left to the imagination. She arched her back and stretched, pointing her breast
DuncanDuncan glanced down at Kara. "Where are they?" he asked.She glanced down and looked at her phone. He could already see a long series of texts between her and Kelly. They had only been in the conference for about an hour and a half."They are down the street a ways. She said they didn't make it very far." The two left the conference room and headed toward the elevator. "I really like your wife!" she said.Duncan laughed easily. "I can tell, I think she's found a new best friend.""She's definitely a lot of fun!"The two quickly exited the hotel and walked down the street. It was crowded already, so Kara walked closely next to him. They got separated more than once, so Duncan finally held hands with her. He smiled as he felt how similar it was to Kelly's."Thank you!" she said loudly, trying to be heard over the din of the crowd. They entered the surprisingly large shop that Kelly and Sam were in. The crowd was still thick, but slightly less so. He felt safe letting go of Kara's