Date: Tue, 17 Jan 2006 10:07:09 -0800 (PST)
From: Boy Trainer <mndad1@yahoo.com>
Subject: Web Cam Wet Dreams Chapter 8 (Bisexual/Incest)

Web Cam Wet Dreams

Chapter 8

Sperm Roulette

After Peter and I made our agreement I turned to look
over the girls standing by the open fourth floor
window. Both girls were standing nude facing us and
not even worrying about anyone looking up from the
very busy Louis avenue below.

I was suddenly perplexed. I mean I didn't know where
to start or what to do. I knew what to do, but not how
to go about doing it.

Both of these girls have always been nothing more than
our little sisters. We never really hung out together
unless we happened to be with the rest of either
families whatever house Peter or I happened to be at.

Doing my mom was a little strange, but for some reason
it wasn't a feeling of taboo. It could be because
Peter and our moms were already into it before I even
came into the room and thinking about it, that's
probably what made it easier for me.

Technically I still haven't had sex with our dads
either. Sure they both fucked me, but I wasn't
mentally involved in the act. I was beginning to think
that was the way I wanted it to stay. After all the
thought of those huge dicks being shoved in my ass
likens me to being asleep on the operating table.

The bright sun glared their silhouettes making them
look more like angelic spectral bodies. Both of their
brown hair hung low and behind them with a glow and
they both seemed more shapely than I have ever
imagined they could look. Of course it was the first
time since we used to bathe together that I have seen
my own sister. Sure there was the video, but that
wasn't the same as live and in person.

In fact I had bathed with Sharon before. I now
remembered that one time we all got pegged by a skunk
when Peter and I were 10, but the tomato juice and the
smell made the girls seem invisible at the time.

"Shall we get it over with?" I heard Peter murmur
showing that he was as nervous as I was.

A sick feeling hit the pit of my stomach. I gulped
only air and uneasily lurched forward faster than I
intended to. "Let's do it."

Pete was behind me all the way up until we reached the
table when Pete went around right side and I joined
Sharon by traversing the left.

I stood to Sharon's right and Peter stood to Barbara's
left and it wasn't till both girls turned to face us
did I start to get hard.

It wasn't the girls though that made me start to get
erect it was the thought of watching my beloved Peter.
I remembered back to all the times I pictured Peter
fucking a girl (Me) when I beat off. My dream come
true!

It made me feel sort of good that it wasn't Peter or I
for that matter who made the first moves. It was my
sister who seemed to fall to her knees as if pulled
down. Shortly after she was on her way down Sharon too
fell to her knees causing a dull double thud as their
knees hit the carpet.

It instantly became obvious that Sharon had no idea
whatsoever what to do with this oddly shaped thing
before here. She looked at it; every inch of it and
studied it's shape and texture. She uneasily put it to
her lips and kissed it, but more the way you would
taste test something new.

"You never did this before?" I asked.

She didn't break her stare she just shrugged no.

"What about with our dads?" Peter asked.

Again she shrugged no.

I smiled wickedly at each other and said. "Our dads
must have fucked each other."

"They did." Barbara slobbered her spit because she was
well into what she was doing. In fact she seemed to be
starving for dick.

"How do you know that?" I asked as Sharon finally
filled my dick in her mouth and scraped her sharp
teeth along the top of my cock. I ignored it though.

"Because I walked in their room looking for my brush."

"They see you?"

"Yep."

"They say anything?"

"They asked if I wanted to join."

"Did you?"

"Nope." She smiled looking at Sharon. "Had other
plans." Then she went back to sucking on the thing I
wanted in my mouth.

"Girl we need to talk." I huffed. Then I threw my head
back and relished in the feeling of a virgin blow.

A virgin blow? It suddenly hit me. I stiffed my neck
and looked at Peter. "Peter have you ever fucked your
sister?"

"No." He bluntly answered.

"Oh god!" I hissed. Another dream come true.

I couldn't hold off anymore, besides she was doing a
lousy job of giving me face. I grabbed her by her arm
pits and hefted her up. I moved her to the couch and
set her down always keeping an eye on Peter and by
circumstance Barbara at the same time.

With head movements I urged Pete to bring Barbara over
and set her on the couch side by side with Sharon and
he did. Barbara tripped over my kneeling legs a little
bit, but caught herself before she fell. Clumsy wench.

Kneeling between her open legs I had a face to snatch
view; well almost anyway. I suddenly was faced with a
sticky situation. (Pun intended.)

Now I always try to be a good kid. I try to obey the
rules and stay out of trouble. I try to be honest and
fair and fair was the hardest thing to be in this
situation.

I had started to believe the front I had set for
myself in that I liked girls. The fact of the matter
is I knew at that moment more than anything I was gay.
Not only gay, but other than being used in my sleep I
had never done what I was about to do.

That is I knew that because Sharon had gone down on me
and sucked my dick. Any dick for the very first time
in her life. I didn't get the feeling that she enjoyed
it in the least and I knew I had to do likewise for
her.

Like her I lowered my head slowly and grimacing in my
mind at the prospect of (brrr) dare I say it? Licking
her coochy; I opened my mouth and stopped breathing
through my nose.

I looked at her smooth divide and aside from that bump
sticking up at the very top it didn't look all that
different than an ass. A very small ass, but at least
it looked like an ass and I had no problems licking
asses especially Peter's ass.

Unlike her I am a firm believer in bad medicine; take
it and get it over with fast to avoid torturing
yourself, so I dove right in on it. I buried my nose I
guess more than I had to in the soft squishy folds of
skin and darted my tongue right in.

It really wasn't as bad as I was imagining it to be,
but there was an odor I didn't expect. After a few
licks though that small pungent odor was gone and all
I was doing was licking hairless flesh.

It wasn't bad, but for me it wasn't dick and I muzzled
it for a while to insure she enjoyed herself at least.
I did want her to enjoy herself.

I lifted my head and confirmed that indeed she did
enjoy it because she had her head back resting on the
couch and her eyes were closed. She was also licking
her full lips and moving her head from side to side
humming. Yep I was doing it right.

That little button intrigued me. I know what it is
now, but my education on the female anatomy was
limited at the time. I guessed it might be her
clitoris, but again I didn't know what that did for a
girl.

I figured it had to do something for her the way it
was sticking up like that. Could it be like a dick and
gets hard when excited? I didn't know, but I decided
to try and play with it a bit with my tongue. I was
experimenting.

Once again I lowered myself too occupied in what I was
doing to check on Peter and Barb. I was hearing some
comforting noises from that side of me so I figured
all was well.

The little nub at the tip of my tongue was very much
like a cartoon character's funny sidekick. My tongue
seemed to move it around slightly and it would spring
back to the way it was when I pulled away, but one
thing for sure; Sharon liked what I was doing. Of that
I had no doubt.

She was starting to buck her hips and really ohh and
ahh. "Yes!" She hissed in passion. "Oh yes do that!"

I didn't mind. I wasn't as into it as I knew I would
be if it were Peter, but I did it none the less.
Besides in a way she did look like Peter so with a
little imagination I was replacing her with him.

Ok now it was time. I was about to fuck a virgin and
pop her cherry. I lifted my head to the sight of the
back of Barbara's head. She was being slammed by
Peter, but was kissing Sharon like only lovers would
do. "Ohhh!!!" Suddenly I didn't feel so... inept.

With little care anymore I spread her legs and Peter
reached down and played with my dick a little. Then I
leaned in and kissed him while he guided my cock to
the moist crevasse.

Now in a lip lock with Peter I didn't even stop to
think about her hymen. I just dove in much the same
way I fuck Peter.

"Ahhhh!" She whined as best as she could considering
my sister was covering her mouth with her own.

"That's it baby." I head my sister whisper. "It won't
hurt long I promise."

"Ok." She whimpered with a real tear rolling down her
cheek. Then they kissed again.

I turned again and Planted a mother of a kiss on Peter
and lavishing in that kiss and the feeling of a hot
warm pussy wrapping around my throbbing six and a half
inches. I froze, my thighs stiffened and my groin
tightened. I didn't jet my cum into her. I just opened
the flood gate and started pouring in her.

I could feel my cum flow down my shaft and empty into
her, but it wasn't the throws I was used to. It was
one steady stream as if I were pissing cream. Then a
few pinching of groin muscles and it was over.

I didn't have the usual draining of my energy feeling.
I was ready for more and still very hard, but I knew I
came because when I looked down and pulled out my dick
was a blend of different juices her blood and our cum
streaked together nicely.

I latched back on to Peter's lips again. I felt two
lurches and two grunts escaped his nose. Then by
rolling foreheads together we both looked down at his
escaping and withering dick which was bathed in cum.

We smiled at each other still forehead to forehead and
kissed one last time before there was a knock at the
door.


To be Continued