“Well, you have done it now. All things that should be done must always be done,” said Caroline.
I wanted then to ask a thousand questions of the pair, but somnolence was upon me like a cloud.
“The little man is tired-is he so tired?”
This came from Caroline, of course, who slithered down and down, then gobbled my wet prick into her mouth and made me jerk and clench my fingers. As I did, she let it lie upon her tongue and husked a laugh.-“Poor little thing-is it so sensitive?” she asked. I quivered, stiffened down my legs.-“Don't, Caroline, you are so wicked,” Adelaide said, and though she did not turn, she knew. Her fingers slipped from mine, sleeked upwards, blindly found my balls and lifted them to rest upon her palm. “Lie still,” she murmured, “just lie still.”
I closed my eyes, floated in Paradise. Then very slowly Caroline closed her lips and held my cock within her mouth, making but the faintest movements of it as she did. The hand beneath my balls stirred gently, weighed my eggs, then of a sudden Adelaide spun round and hid her face into my shoulder. One hard nipple touched my flaccid own.
“I'm sowwy I was naughty, Harry.” She moved her face and slipped her tongue into my mouth. I groaned, embraced her, held her tight. Incredibly and magically I felt a tingling in my prick. It moved and Caroline sucked softly on the crest.
“Were you always?” I asked. Adelaide nodded deep into my shoulder, hid her face. “Very often, Adelaide?” Another nod. “I thought you pure,” I said with wonder, then she giggled, bit my ear and whispered, “Don't be silly. No one is.” My prick was getting stiffer and excitement rose anew along a long, slow wave. I held her velvet bottom cheeks, drew them apart. She murmured “Mmmmm…” Caroline still sucked upon my stiffening tube, then drew her wet mouth off and laughed and said, “She likes it there.”
“I don't you story, ooh! No, Harry! aaah!”
I had my fingertip within and felt her clench on it possessively. “Do you?” I husked. “Don't… no… oh, Harry no, you naughty thing… no, not so much!” But even so, but even so, I was at the first knuckle in her hole and felt the opening was wider far within.-“You do, I'll wager that you do.” My lust was up again, I could not help my words. The tongue of Caroline licked up and down my prick. It wavered to the ceiling, strained right up.
“She had it up there first, Harry, she did.”
“Oh, Caroline, I hate you! Harry, take it out!” She wriggled madly but was finger-corked. Each movement sent my finger deeper in until it cleaved her to the full. I dragged her hair and brought her wildly-working mouth to mine. She spluttered, gasped. I held her still-began to ease my digit in and out.
“Come, Harry-do it to her thus. He's stiff for you, Adelaide-he really is!”
“I won't, I won't. Oh, Harry, don't you dare! I beg you not! oh-ah, you beasts! Stop it, I say. I will not, will not, no!”
“Famous first words-I think they were her first. Come, get her over, Harry, I know how to deal with her.”
“Please don't! I'll hate you both-I will! Ya-hooo!”
My finger out, I rolled her over quick, Caroline leapt up, got to the floor and pulled Adelaide's legs back till her bottom rose over the bed's rolled edge, flat on her tummy as she lay, the cushions of her plump, tight arse presented to my view. Straining, she tried to rise. I held her shoulders down.
“She must be smacked first, Harry-that's the truth of it.”
“Caro… Yow!” The strangled yell that came from Adelaide was cut off by the first smack that landed on her bottom cheeks and left a pink blur on the snowy orb.
“Be quiet, darling; I know what you best want-and as you ever had it, just like this!” Smack! Smack! from Caroline again. My sister's hips jerked up and fell. Her fingers clenched upon the coverlet. Her shoulders quivered underneath my hands.
“Goo-oooh! Oh stop it, please! I… yah!” Another smack, and redder was her globe, causing my cock to quiver all the more.
“Don't hurt her, Caroline,” I jerked.
“I'm not, you silly. Don't you know she likes it?” Smack! Smack! Smack! More squeals and sobs from Adelaide, but not so loudly now. At the next and then the next she uttered a long-moaning “Foooo!”, her bottom cherry red, her hips not waggling as they had done just before. “Two more? You want two more, my pet?” asked Caroline.
“No, no! It st… st… stings me! yah!”
Ah, the ripe bounciness of those resplendent cheeks!
“Just one more, Harry. Come behind her now.” The biggest smack, and Caroline's palm rebounded as I took her place.
“Oh-woh!” sobbed Adelaide. Her lovely bum jerked up, rotated, and was still. “You, you, you mustn't, Harry! ah! Oh no! Not up my b… b… bottom! Whoooo!”
The faint ridge of her spine-her sleek smooth back- came under me as I bent over her, ringed her waist tightly, drew her bottom up, and urged my yearning pego in between her juicy cheeks. She wriggled strongly, but I held her tight, knob pressed against her brown-ringed orifice. Would it go in? Her no, no, no resounded, but her tone was weak.
“Right up her, Harry. She can take it all.”
“I can't, I can't! Don't let him! Harry!.. aaaargh!” Adelaide's legs straightened against mine. The ring yielded, opening like a close, tight flower that spies the dawn, its petals moving slowly out. A gritting of my teeth-I sank an inch within-then felt her of a sudden give a little jerk that swallowed in my knob the more. How tight and yet how spongy was her grip!
“Oooh, Har-ry!” There was a more pleading note now in her voice. Caroline laughed softly, watched my prick ease in and placed her hand beneath my buttocks.
“Nice? Is it nice? Go on. You can go deeper now. May he not, Adelaide? Come, darling, tell your brother so.”
“Yeh-Hesss! Oh, Harry, give me more!”
“You lovely, wonderful, you… b… b… bitch, you! What a bottom! Adelaide, I am right in, I'm up your bottom, darling-what a joy!”
Bulging, her silken cheeks came to my skin, bulbed deep into my belly, drawing on my cock that had ensheathed itself so deep that my balls now nestled underneath her cunt.
“Go on! Now pump her, Harry-pump it in and out. You won't come so soon this time, my love,” breathed Caroline, leaning against me and her cheek to mine.
“My love?” I echoed the words in wonder, turned my face and drew upon her sparkling lips even while Adelaide squirmed and urged her bottom back and forth.
“If you wish, and I believe you do. Bugger her, Harry-give her all you have.”
“I w… w… want your bottom, too.” I felt for it and fingered the deeply cushioned furrow there. All was a breathless haze of words, a maze of wicked images and deeds.
“You shall-but do it to her first. Take her, darling; she is now all yours.”
“D… do it to me, Harry! oh-ah! Oh yes! Go faster and you'll make me come again!”
“Wriggle your bottom, Adelaide. I love it so.” Bent over her, I cupped her dangling tits. Her face slewed round to mine. Our lips met, merged, tongues fought, her bottom bounced, smacking against me time and time again, her passage tight, yet spongy, and receiving to my wonder all the inward slewing of my tool, warm-rushing of her breath within my mouth.
“Mmmmmm!” she hummed, and Caroline was all but lost to me in those sweet moments as I pestled Adelaide, my cock clamped suavely as I urged it in and out, feeling her quim then as I did, feeling her slimmer fingers under mine as she more knowingly teased round her spot.
“Come in her, Harry-come in your sister's bottom- let it spout.” Thus Caroline, and as she spoke her hand descended with a SMACK! upon my buttocks. In that same moment Adelaide mouthed at my mouth, “I'm coming, Harry, coming-do it now!”
“Dear god, right up your bum, you naughty thing!” I choked-so infantile are one's words at such times. Already I was spouting, too-cock deep in her, unmoving then. My eyes screwed up in perfect bliss. Legs spread, her bottom balled into my belly, I donated all, cock sparkling with desire in her tight grip until with feeble gasps I loosed my last and felt her draw upon me greedily, our mouths no longer clamped but her head hung and mine a-resting on her neck, in my last quivers, quivering on. Again the silence like a gentle cloud on us, and Caroline's slim fingers
