“Have you?"

“Tried a little weed. Wasn't my thing. And you already know about the alcohol. Speaking of which, you got any beers stashed up here?"

"Oh, right." I Leaned down underneath my bed to the mini-fridge I had parked there. My parents knew about it and I didn't go out of my way to hide it. My dad checked it every now and again and as long as there wasn't enough to throw a party or anything, they let it slide. I fished out a cold can and handed it to Danielle. I got one for myself and then settled back into my chair.

She popped the top and took a long swig. "Aaah," she sighed happily.

“It's good to be home.”

I looked around my situation for just a moment. Most guys I knew wouldn't be caught dead spending any personal time with their sisters.

Me? I was sitting here, just chilling out to music and sharing a couple of beers with my big sis.

It was pretty cool.

When Monday rolled around, Cherys and Ellie arrived about five minutes after my parents left. I was the one who answered the door, and I was absolutely floored when I opened it to find two such beautiful creatures standing on our porch

They were gorgeous. Black hair, straight and silky smooth held back by innocent white headbands. High cheekbones and luminous eyes, both shifting towards green in this light. Light skin so soft and unblemished. I caught myself staring back and forth between the goddess

I'd lusted after since I first grew hair on my balls, and the cute younger sister who was my current girlfriend

And they were wearing matching outfits. My jaw was still on the floor when they cruised by me and into the house. Once the winter coats came off, I saw that they both had tight baby-T polo shirts in pastel blue.

The thin fabric hugged every curve and proudly showed off their nice tits. Cherys' were bigger, but Ellie's were no small handful. And both had the shortest white miniskirts you'd ever seen, so that if they bent over in the slightest you just knew you'd find out the color of their panties. White socks and white sneakers completed the youthful ensembles.

Oh, hell. I'd FINALLY gotten to the point where I looked at Ellie just as Ellie, without any fantasy visions of Cherys melding over Ellie's features. And NOW they show up in matching outfits. Just a few seconds of looking them over and I was already sporting wood.

“Hi David!" Cherys said brightly and surprisingly, she stepped right up to me and gave me a firm hug. I went rigid in her grasp and I'm certain she felt my erection pressing at her belly.

“You ready to be naughty?”

Her voice was a musical lilt that did nothing to quell my arousal.

“Hey! Where's my hug?" Danielle whined from down the hall. And then I lost control of my jaw once again. My sister was clad in her own matching pastel blue and white outfit, the length of her legs even outdoing Ellie's in the short white miniskirt.

I looked back and forth (and forth) between the three of them, starting and stopping so fast I threatened to give myself some form of whiplash

Cherys went over to greet her girlfriend and at last I was looking only at Ellie with a raging hunger in my eyes.

Somehow, seeing them dressed like this took the natural lust I had for my girlfriend Ellie, added my longing for Cherys, and even piled on a submerged forbidden desire for Danielle. I simply couldn't stand it any longer. Very quickly, I stepped forward and seized Ellie's hand, pulling her up the stairs in a big hurry.

Cherys Laughed and called out, "I told you it would work!" And then I heard my sister join in the giggling as I pulled Ellie into my bedroom and didn't even bother to shut the door.

My girlfriend had a mirthful expression on her face as I attacked her, pinning her flat on her back across my bed while I set to stripping off her clothing. The shirt went first, taking the headband with it and followed by the bra. The sight of Ellie's perky tits bobbing in the air only fueled my lust even further, and my hands caressed the smoothness of her thighs before slipping beneath the miniskirt and yanking down her panties.

These weren't any full-size, asscheek-covering bloomers. It was a delicate thong, in the same blue color as her top, that I pulled down along her legs, over her shoes, and dropped to the floor. I briefly wondered if Cherys and Danielle also had matching blue panties. And then I couldn't wait any longer.

I didn't bother with the sneakers. And I simply pushed up on the miniskirt until it more resembled a white belt of cloth around her waist, leaving Ellie's trimmed pussy exposed to my view. I had to taste it. The smell of her arousal was intoxicating and in my sexlusted state it was impossible to resist.