Big Brother Joins In

In my room that night, I stroked my cock, pressing a pair of my sister’s panties that I’d stolen out of the hamper into my face, smelling the rich fragrance of her cunt. Suddenly, a light tap came at my door, and before I could cover up, Camille peeked her head in.
“Camille!”

I was caught red-handed. My sister couldn’t help but giggle. “Oh my God, Steve. Are you beating off?” she asked as she stepped into my room.

“Well I... that is I... uh...”

She sat down beside me, and put a finger to my lips. “Shhh. I’m only teasing. Sorry. I did it all the time before I got together with Daddy.”

She picked up the panties that lay beside me, giggling, “I wondered where these went. Tell me, do you like how my pussy smells big brother?”

When I gulped, then nodded, she smiled and began to run her finger lightly up and down the length of my erect penis. “Then tell me this – when you masturbate while sniffing my panties, do you pretend it’s another girl, or are you thinking about your little sister, and all the naughty things you’d like to do with her?”

Her finger felt so good stroking my dick, I had to tell her the truth. “I’m thinking about you Camille.”

“I’ve been thinking about you too Steve.” As she spoke, she gently wrapped her hand around my shaft, and began to slowly stroke me off. Her fingers glistened with the clear pre-cum that oozed from my cock-tip. She continued, “In fact, after our conversation this evening, I began to think seriously about what it would be like to fuck my big brother, and the thought made me so horny and wet, I had to tell Daddy what I was thinking. We talked about it, and what we wanted to know was, would you like to join us? You can smell my pussy for real, and I’d get to play with your dick and suck it, and put it in my wet pussy. You can even put it in my ass, if you want. Would you like that?”

I was too choked to speak. I nodded furiously.

She bent down, and kissed the tip of my cock. She then took my hand, “You should know that your little sister is a total slut for any member of her family, especially her cutie-pie older brother...”

“Ha!” I laughed, “We both know you’re a Daddy’s girl.”

She gave me a cartoon pout. “Come on big brother, let’s go have some fun.”

We walked into Dad’s room. He lay stretched out on his big king-sized bed, naked, leisurely stroking his erect cock. He smiled at the two of us, “Looks like we’ve got company, sweetie.”

My sister laughed, “It seems as if Stevie’s into incest like us Daddy. I caught him sniffing my panties!”

Dad grinned at my reddening face, “I did that plenty Steve. Don’t feel too bad!”

With that she peeled off her t-shirt, and her adorable A-cup titties took my breath away. Camille walked up to me, and put her arms around my neck. She kissed me softly and gently at first, then with more intensity. Her lips were soft and wet, and she opened her mouth to welcome my tongue inside. My hand instinctively found one of her small boobs, and I cupped it in my palm. Her skin was warm and smooth, responsive to my touch.

“Suck on her nipples, Son,” Dad said, “that really gets her going.”

I needed no further encouragement. I bent down and drew an erect pink nipple into my mouth. My sister quivered slightly, and arched her back towards me, breathing harder. I sucked on one breast, then the other, outlining each areola with the tip of my tongue before closing my lips over the swelling nubs. Camille moaned in pleasure.

“Take your pants off sweetie. Let your brother see his first pussy.”

My sister smiled as I sank to my knees before her. I could already smell the intoxicating aroma wafting from between her legs, the one I had only, until now, known second hand through soiled, stolen panties. I had dreamed about this moment every night since I’d come home, and now that it was really happening, I savored every small moment of it. I took my time as I hooked my fingers into the silky waistband, inching her underwear down, exposing my sister’s sweet pussy inches before my face. Camille’s mons was shaved bare. Her wet sex was a deep pink, the perfect flower I knew it would be. She cupped my head in her hands, and urged me into her glistening sex.

My lips met her sweet cunt. I pushed my tongue between the folds of her slit, and up into the waiting hole. With my hands clutching her firm ass, I began to tongue-fuck my sister’s pussy. As she whimpered and bucked her pelvis into my face, I could feel Dad’s presence beside us. As I looked up, I could see them kissing, their tongues playfully pushing each other as their lips caressed. Camille reached down and started to stroke Dad’s cock as he took one of her tits into his mouth. She pushed my head away, and smiled, “Let’s get in bed.”

My sister laid back, and spread her slender legs, wiggling her finger at me. I laughed, and joined her on the bed, my face in her musky crotch again. My lips found her swollen clitoris, and she moaned her encouragement as I sucked on it. Dad knelt on the bed, his dick bobbing in front of his daughter’s pretty face. She circled the base of his shaft with her hand, and guided him easily into her mouth. It was an incredible turn-on watching my sister giving Dad head.