The three of them left the study together with Dave in the lead. He headed straight upstairs to the master bedroom, waited for the girls to follow him in, then shut and locked the door, saying, 'Okay, girls. Begin by stripping down.'
'Only if you promise to strip right after we do.'
'Sure,' Dave agreed, laughing. 'It'd only be right.'
He crossed his arms over his chest and stood back, watching his two sisters.
'You ready?' Gail asked Bernadette.
'Boy am I ready,' Bernadette nodded, feeling heat consume her.
The two girls slowly unzipped their dresses and provocatively pulled them off. They noticed the surprised look in Dave's eyes as he unfolded his arms. But not one to be outdone, he said, 'Go on, girls. I've seen the both of you walking around in your bras and panties often enough. I admit you both have great figures, but this hardly constitutes stripping.'
Each girl kicked off her shoes. Neither was wearing pantyhose, since both were in the house and had no intention of going out. And neither wore a girdle. All that was left were their bras and panties.
'Which would you like to see go first, big brother?' Gail asked teasingly.
'Oh the bra, naturally!' he snorted. 'I mean, we should save the best for last.'
Simultaneously their arms moved behind their backs and unsnapped their brassieres. Slowly they peeled them off their arms, revealing their full, lush boobs. Bernadette's tits were a bit larger than Gail's. They were also more solid. Her nipples were a ripe rich pink, haloed by delightful pink rose areolas.
Gail's tits, slightly smaller, yet still very full, seemed to hang just a little bit more. They also were pink-tipped, but her nipples were not as thick as Bernadette's, nor did she have areolas as large. Even so, her papa was extremely provocative.
Dave stared at his two sisters, watching their boobs bobble from side to side, swinging like hour pendulums with their nipples, pointed in his direction, about to swell accusingly.
'Hey now,' he said to them, 'this is crazy. You girls stop this and get dressed. I don't want any more of this nonsense.'
'Did you hear?' Bernadette said to Gail, her cunt heating up more and more. 'Our brother brought us up here, dared us to undress in front of him, and now that we've bared our breasts, the whole thing is suddenly nonsense. You're right, Gail. The reason why he won't play with women is he's afraid of them.'
'Stop that!' Dave shouted. 'This isn't right.'
'And just what is right, Dave?' Bernadette asked, taking complete control of the situation at this point, not only to the amazement of her brother, but her sister as well.
Dave stared, realizing he was getting horny from looking at his own sisters. His mind immediately rationalized it as arousal from the sight of two female bodies and not merely because they were his sisters. He'd never seen a naked female, at least not one old enough to really get him going.
'Girls,' he muttered, 'this just isn't right, and we have to stop it now, immediately.'
'Did you hear?' Bernadette asked Gail again. 'We have to stop it immediately. Stop what, Dave? We haven't started yet.'
Simultaneously the two girls slid off their panties, and all Dave could do was stand there and stare at the two of them. He watched as Bernadette lay on the large double bed, spreading her thighs wide apart, displaying the dark fur circling the pinkness of her gash. He could see beads of moisture already lining her ragged pussy-lips, her fully developed, pink, beckoning pussy-lips. His tongue licked his lips as perspiration broke out all over his forehead. The contrast of white thighs, black hair, and pink labes was reaching deep down into him, triggering a want he'd kept under control for so long.
'Gail,' Bernadette said to her sister, her own lust building by leaps and bounds, 'let our brother see how my pussy works. Slip a finger inside and show him how it's done. Maybe he'll get the idea on a grander scale.'
'Sure,' Gail nodded, feeling a little cowed by the way Bernadette was dominating the scene. 'Sure, Sis. Whatever you say.'
Moving over to where Bernadette lay, Gail slipped a forefinger between her older sister's twat-lips, letting the finger slide into her sticky pussy. She sat on the bed, letting her brother get a good view of what she was doing.
Dave, sweating heavily, was unable to tear his eyes from the scene. He moved in closer, automatically wanting a better view. His mouth watered at the sight of Gail's shiny finger sliding in and out of Bernadette's teeming cunt.
Suddenly Gail realized Bernadette was the one having the fun. She wanted some of it for herself. She tried pulling her finger from her sister's sopping pussy, but Bernadette closed her thighs and tightened her cunt muscles, refusing to let it slide out of her box.
'Hey, let go,' Gail said.
'Soon,' Bernadette told her, smiling.
'Soon? How much longer? Christ! Look at the way your cunt's drooling. I get the impression my finger's doing a lot more to you than I ever thought it might.'
'Your finger's doing one helluva job,' Bernadette assured Gail. 'It feels great in there.'
'I know you like sex, but I never thought a finger would set you off this way.'
'It does, it does,' she assured Gail. 'Just keep on fingering me the way you'd like to be fingered.'
'Oh, hell!' Gail told her. 'I don't like fingers in there. I want a good stiff prick.'
'Or a slick tongue.'
Dave couldn't believe what he was hearing. He saw the older sister making the younger one blush, and no one ever used to make Gail turn red.
'Not again,' Gail whispered softly.
'No one's forcing you, Gail,' Bernadette said. 'Just do whatever makes you feel good, as long as it makes me feel good, too.'
Dave stood there, smelling the musky scents of both their cunts, and knew he was ready to go off the deep end he was so frustrated. He was standing right over them now, closer to Gail than Bernadette, and reached a tentative hand down to touch the blonde girl's ass. It was softer and fuller than Bernadette's, but no less rounded.
'Me,' Bernadette insisted. 'Touch me first, Dave.'
He was startled out of his reverie, and for a moment wanted to retreat, but the realization came to him that this might well be his only opportunity to fuck a woman. Sure, she was his sister, but what made her different from other women? She was young, beautiful, and she unabashedly admitted wanting him to screw her. Lust took control, and suddenly he was pulling off his clothes.
He noticed Gail was studying Bernadette's lush pussy, still moving a finger in and-out as thick, oily lubricant came dripping out of her fuck-hole.
'Come on,' Bernadette urged. 'Come on, Dave. You know you want to touch me. Come touch my tits, feel my nipples. Come on, Dave.'
He fell on his knees on the other side of Bernadette, reaching out with his hands, hesitating for a moment, then placing his palms gently against her nipples. They felt like solid pebbles scratching his palms, and she shuddered, gasping at his touch, as if he'd pressed a live wire against her.
Bernadette felt more aroused than ever. She had no idea why Dave got to her more than either of her other brothers, but the inner feeling she possessed, the more-than-sexual-arousal inside her, was almost as strong with her oldest brother as it had been that first time with her father.
She placed her palms against each of his cheeks and drew his face up, trying to get him to kiss her jugs. But his face moved too far and he was kissing her shoulder, and then his mouth was planting hot kisses against the side of her throat, under the many folds of ebony hair.
His cock, large and thick like those of all the other males in the family, was within reach of her hand. She grasped it. Dave gulped and shuddered, almost shooting off. He trembled even more when he felt Gail's hand on his ass, guiding his body over his sister's, shivering as he felt the soft, petal like friction created by her tender cunt-lips.
In! He wanted to feel what it was like to have his cock in her cunt! Damn!
He shoved against her body, but Bernadette wasn't ready to fuck yet. She moved so his rod slid beneath her
