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 Chapter Nine

   Sunday morning.

   I stirred into consciousness trying to figure out if yesterday was a
dream.  I felt to my right, turned my head, and there was the blonde head
of my sweet sister and lover.  To my left, nothing.

   Maybe it was a dream.  I closed my eyes again.  And felt the other side
of the bed move and a soft, warm female form slide against my left side,
then fingers wrap around my soft dick, then with a little more motion, the
fingers were joined by a pair of warm lips.  Jill.  It wasn't a dream. 
More stirring, then the covers were tossed back.

   "I want some," said Pammy.

   Jill looked up and smiled.  "Here!  I got it while it was soft."

   We couldn't fuck all day.  We tried.  We couldn't.  At dusk I was spent.
The wonderful ministrations of two lovely women only resulted in happy
stirrings of my dick.  Jill had her soft dick.  Pammy was bemused.

   "I think we killed it," she laughed with Jill.  "Poor thing.  At least
his tongue isn't dead."

   Jill purred, "Neither is YOURS."

   Pammy laughed, "Yeah, but we don't want to ignore him.  Poor thing."

   Jill stroked a fingertip the length of my soft dick.  "Yeah," she
giggled, an' poor Dan, too."

   And they laughed at the joke.

   "So how do you feel today, Jill?" I asked.

   Green eyes twinkled at me.  "Like I'm alive again for the first time in
years.  I didn't realize how much I missed US." She wiggled.  "And raw.  I
feel raw.  An' I'm sore.  My legs.  My calves.  I haven't been using those
muscles in YEARS!  And, yes, Dan.  I'm happy.  You and Pammy make me
happy."

   A bathtub big enough for two isn't necessarily big enough for three. 
Ours wasn't.  So I let the girls have first crack at it, and they were
drying hair and combing each other when I got into the tub.

   Watching them just doing normal things together, two nudes, contrasting
body types, now THAT was sexy.  Jill had ended up two inches shorter, five
feet four inches, than Pammy, and now, as I said, she's plump, rounded,
where Pammy wasn't skinny, but she carried no extra poundage.  She didn't
look muscular, athletic, just almost textbook weight, and heaven knows, I
found everything a man could want with her body, but Jill was plump at a
recreational level and equally desirable.

   I lounged in hot water watching my two dolls.  When they finished, they
both turned to face me.  I guess that outside of her abandon during sex,
Jill was self-conscious because at first she sort of covered herself, but
then she looked at Pammy standing there smiling and straightened herself
up, letting her arms fall to her sides.

   "I'm not used to people seeing me naked," she said.  "Not lately." I
know she remembered our kid sex sessions where clothes didn't enter the
picture for hours, but that was many years and an abusive husband ago. 
"I'm fat, too.  Pammy's pretty."

   "Pammy IS pretty," I said, "but so are YOU, and your weight doesn't
change that at all.  You're pretty.  Very pretty, just in a different way."
I paused to smile.  "And sexy.  Very much sexy."

   Jill smiled and turned away slightly and looked at me over her shoulder.
I appraised her magnificent rounded ass.

   Pammy broke the moment.  "Let's wash the poor thing's back." And I was
bathed by two naked girls.

   We put on our PJ's to lounge around and watch Sunday night TV.  The
evening was intimate, one or the other of us leaning into the other, kisses
punctuating the evening, fingers lightly caressing genitals, Jilly having a
little more "soft dick" time, then exchanging places with Pammy.  With
Pammy face down in my crotch, Jilly's sumptuous ass was there for me to rub
my face against.  I slid my hand up her back under her PJ's and caressed
her.

   She sighed.  "Mmmmm.  Can anything be MORE perfect?"

   It certainly WAS good.  Pammy was still taking classes and my position
at university required me to do that nine to five thing many days every
week.  Jill was uncommitted.  That meant that some mornings I'd leave the
house with the two of them still in bed.  This was a reluctant move on my
part.  It also meant that some mornings I was the one still in bed when
Pammy left for class.

   But that first Monday after Jill moved in...

   We were all up for a pancake breakfast and Jill and I were in our PJ's
when Pammy shouldered her book bag, got a kiss from each of us, and then
headed out the door.  I started clearing the table.

   "I'll do that, baby," Jill said.  "You go get ready for work."

   My first project started an hour late on Mondays.  "No," I told Jill,
"I'm taking a day off today."

   She pitched in to help me with the chores.  "Why?"

   "Oh, I don't know... You and Pammy had a lot of phone time together in
the last couple of weeks, so I'm behind on my Jilly time." I turned to look
at her.

   She was smiling, eyes twinkling.  "Me an' YOU?"

   "Sure!  Don't act surprised!"

   "I am surprised, Dan.  Pammy told me she didn't mind us being together
when she wasn't here."

   "Oh, really?  She told ME to take the day off to be with you..."

   "It wasn't your idea?"

   "To be with you?  That, little girl, is ALWAYS my idea."

   She giggled.  "Okay.  I'm just playing with you.  I understand.  Pammy
just wanted us to have some time.  I suppose that she and I will have some
time to ourselves."

   I wiped my hands and tossed the dishcloth onto a corner of the counter
and stepped toward my Jill.  She met my embrace.  "So, how about a little
relaxation?"

   "Excuse me, sir, but you don't appear to be all that relaxed,"
confirming her words with fingers on my hard dick through the thin fabric
of my pajama pants.  She took my hand and I followed her to the bed.

   We threw the bedspread and top sheet back.  She jumped in and rolled on
her back to receive me and our two clothed bodies merged.  She pushed her
hand in between us and snaked my hard dick out through the fly of my
pajamas.  Giggling, she then guided it through the fly of her pajamas and
into her wet, waiting pussy.  We kissed and made a few tentative thrusts.

   "I never did it like this before," she giggled.

   "Fully clothed?"

   "Yeah."

   "Kinda naughty, huh?" I said, laughing.  I kissed her.

   "hee-hee.  Yeah." We fucked for a little while and then she gave me a
shove and started unbuttoning my PJ top.  "I want a naked Danny."

   I smiled at her.  "Yeah, but naked Danny goes best with a naked Jill..."
and I started undoing her buttons, freeing those delightful titties.

   "Tell me the truth, Dan, she said, "I'm not ugly?  I mean, I got fat..."

   "Jill, sweet Jill, "I held her face in my hands, "you're beautiful,
sexy, desirable, delicious, and I didn't tell you that stuff just because
Pammy would kill me if I hurt your feelings.  `Fat' has nothing to do with
it.  You're softer and rounder than Pammy, but that just means you're
beautiful in a different way."

   "Oh, Dan," she cried, throwing her arms around me and showering me with
kisses.  "I can't tell you how good it makes me feel to be wanted again."

   "Jill, I want you." My hands couldn't resist those titties.  We kissed
and then my mouth couldn't resist them either.  Her hands held my face in
to her chest as I sucked her nipples.  While my mouth worked on her titty,
my hands were holding and caressing that wonderful round ass.  She lay
backward, dragging me in between her legs.  I humped up and my dick slid
right back into her wet pussy.

   "Oh, Dan.  Mmmmmmm!" And we made love.  Slowly.  Tenderly.  In the
afterglow, I held her in my arms and kissed her face.  Her green eyes
opened and a soft smile was on her lips.

   "Dan, I love you."

   "I love you too, Jill."

   We were still in bed nude when the door opened at a bit after eleven and
Pammy waltzed in.

   "You two doin' okay?" she asked.  "Jill looks a lot happier..." and
Pammy dropped the book bag.  "I need some loving myself right now..." And
Jill and I helped her with her need.

   I won't say that there was always sex involved after Pammy left, but I
do know that two weeks after moving in with me and Pammy, Jill was very
much satisfied, as were I and Pammy.

   Like this morning.  The alarm went off.  All three of us got up and Jill
fixed breakfast for us while Pammy did a shower preparatory to leaving for
class.  We ate at the table together and Pammy kissed each of us before
leaving.  After the dishes were done, Jill looked at me with a twinkle.

   "Want one?" she smiled.

   "One what," I played coy.  Didn't work, but I played it anyway.

   "One orgasm, baby.  You give ME one, I give YOU one." She turned towards
the bedroom and slid her PJ bottoms down over the curve of her ass.

   That's impossible for me to resist.  I bounded up the hall with her and
we fell into the bed together kissing.  I unbuttoned her PJ top to get to
her titties.

   "Does Danny want a titty?" Jill teased, holding her left one in her hand
and pushing the nipple to my waiting lips.  My attachment to it with my
mouth elicited a sigh from her.  "Apparently he does..."

   We had a playful romp together.  It wasn't urgent.  It wasn't strained.
It was two people who were very familiar with each other's needs and wants
and desires, just having fun.  Two minutes into the session we were naked,
and I was burying under her ass to get my mouth to her pussy.  She welcomed
my tongue with sigh-tinted giggles.  I lapped happily.  She turned on me in
a wonderful sixty-nine.  Being just a bit shorter than Pammy though, Jill
could only get the head of my dick while I ate her pussy unless I curled
up. That's good, though, with her tongue and lips working on the head and
her hand pumping the shaft.

   "You know," she said, "the end of your dick reminds me of a mouthpiece."

   "So I've been told," I answered.  This was a little love-joke between
us. She'd first made that observation during one of those kiddie sex
sessions years ago and demonstrated it perfectly, holding the head of my
dick in her mouth just up to the corona while her tongue worked the tip
over.

   "Little Jilly's juicy this morning," I observed.  She was.  Salty,
tangy, musky, sexy juice.  I savored each lap of my tongue.  I moved my
mouth up a little so my tongue could find her button, her clit, and I
gently flicked across the tip and felt a shudder through her body.

   "Oh, Dan," she sighed.

   I licked her gently to orgasm.  As she reached her peak she released my
dick from her lips and held onto it, he body shuddering, a little squeal
escaping between her teeth.  As she came down, I gently kissed her puffy
vulva and lapped up the last escaping juices.

   She finally turned around and kissed me full and slow, our tongues
twisting in our mouths together between us.  Breaking the kiss, she pulled
her face back and grinned.  "Mmmmmm, lover, that feels soooo good.  Your
turn!" And she slid off me sideways and turned her head towards my dick. 
Lying beside me, she worked her mouth over my dick in long sucks, her
tongue dancing on the head as she hummed with pleasure.  She turned her
head and moved down so she was looking up at me.  Her eyes were atwinkle
and she grinned, and then applied her lips to the junction on the underside
where the head joined the shaft.  Lips gave way to teeth as she picked
loose skin and tugged and released it, and then she tilted my dick to point
at her mouth.  Her head bobbed and it disappeared halfway into her mouth.

   "Mmmmm," she moaned, "do you know how much I enjoy sucking you?"

   "I hope it's as much as I enjoy you sucking me," I said.

   Her teeth lightly gripped the skin of my dick and she bobbed her head,
sliding her teeth up and down the shaft, letting the skin slide.  This was
a Pammy trick that sweet sister had passed on in one of their "How can we
drive Dan wild" sessions.  She looked up at me, those green eyes laughing
as she did what she knew was pushing me, no, sucking me towards orgasm. 
Her fingers curved under my balls.

   "Your balls got a lot bigger, you know, since you were fourteen." She
kept sucking, bouncing my sack lightly with her fingers, grabbing a pinch
of loose skin, tugging, running her fingertip between my balls and up the
ridge of my dick.

   "Mmmmmm, you're driving me wild."

   "Don't go wild.  Just give Jill a good squirt." She popped me back into
her mouth and let her tongue dance.  I was close and getting closer...

   "Mmmmmmm, my sweet little Jilly..." Her fingers were around my shaft and
her mouth was pulling back in a good suck when I came.

   "Mmmmmmphhh," was her answer, followed by milking strokes with her hand,
timed with the pulses of my orgasmic surge and meeting her sucking mouth.
She kept me in her mouth as I slowly eased out of bliss, finally releasing
my dick as it softened.  She looked down, looked at me, giggled, and said,
"God, I love your dick when it's soft," and popped the whole thing into her
mouth.

   "You ought to be more relaxed now, sweetie," she said, referring to my
having to go into the office that afternoon.

   Pammy came in from class at lunchtime and the three of us shared soup
and sandwiches.  I reluctantly left them together as I went back out.

   That evening Pammy let me know that sweet Jill had spent the afternoon
in bed with her, so the score for the day was Pammy, one, Dan, one, and
Jill, two.  I said so.  "Just trying to catch up for all those years," she
said sweetly.

   After supper was bathtime.  This time it was Jill and me in the tub and
Pammy drying her hair, having bathed first.  Pammy was sitting on a stool,
blow-drying and talking with us as Jill lounged back into my arms.

   Jill spoke, "you know, I've been thinking..."

   "Uh-oh," I laughed.  "Trouble."

   I received an elbow in the ribs.  "Ass!" Jill laughed, "I'm serious."

   Pammy said, "Ignore the ass.  What are you thinking?"

   "I don't want pubic hair any more.  I'm the odd one.  Dan shaves his. 
You shave yours..."

   "Actually," I said, "half the time we shave each other's."

   "Doesn't matter," continued Jill, "you don't have hair.  I love how
Pammy's muffin feels against my cheek." "Muffin" was our pet name for the
pubic mound and Pammy's was shaved slick.  Jill's, however, still retained
a cover of sparse, fine, dark brown hair.

   She stood up and turned around in the tub to show me, like I didn't know
EXACTLY how her own muffin looked.

   "So?" I said, we can fix that.  Right now."

   "Would you?"

   Pammy said, "Yeah.  It'll be better if we do you the first time.  I know
it was when I let Dan do mine."

   "Dan did yours?"

   Uh-huh.  The first time.  Dan does everything for me the first time."

   Jill giggled, "Me, too, you know..."

   Pammy brought the little stool over as I got out of the tub and toweled
myself off.  Putting the stool in the tub, she said to Jill, "Here, sit on
this and put your feet on the edge of the tub and lean back."

   Jill complied.  I got a razor and some shaving cream.  Jill said, "That
tickles...hee-hee" as Pammy applied the foamy lather to Jill's pubes.

   "Now try not to wiggle too much," I said.  I began shaving that luscious
little peach of a plump pussy, rinsing the razor between strokes.  I
finished her muffin, her pubic mound and then Pammy helped me work down
along Jill's labia, carefully, so as not to cut her.  We made quite a team,
Pammy and me, shaving pussy.

   "Maybe we ought to post an ad on the bulletin board offering this
service," I sad.

   Pammy said, "Better not.  I remember when you did mine.  You have to
lick it afterward and I will NOT have you licking some strange girl's
pussy."

   We finished Jill and rinsed her very well and I planted a kiss right at
the top of her slit.

   "Oooo," Jill cooed.

   "Here," said Pammy, offering her a mirror.  "See if this is how you
wanted it."

   Jill surveyed her new look, tilting the mirror in various ways and
spreading her legs and pussy lips.  "Perfect!" she announced.  "Now
somebody needs to try it out." She smiled at me sweetly, then at Pammy.

   Pammy said, "I'm dying to try it, but let me tell you, the REAL fun is
when you get fucked and you feel Dan's skin and your skin just touching
with him buried inside you."

   And that was where the evening headed, giving Jill's freshly shaved
pussy a workout.  I had the joy of finding myself inside a pussy made wet
by Pammy's tender lips and tongue, and when I slid inside Jill, she almost
lunged up for her pubic mound to smash against mine.  It was a spectacular
feeling, made all the more intense because it was new to our Jill.

   And for the next few weeks it was me and Jill and Pammy in wonderful
threesomes, me and Jill, Jill and Pammy, me and Pammy in duets, and life
was good.

   Pammy was nearing her own graduation and I was lining up for a job with
an engineering firm here in the college town.  Pammy's placement near the
top of her graduating class had her slotted with a financial institution in
the same town.  That left our Jill.  She'd started her own college career
while living with us and was two semesters in.  It was time to house-hunt.

   Which explained why our happy trio was sitting in the middle of our
king-sized bed one evening at eight.  And Pammy looked at Jill.

   "You think it's time to tell him?" Pammy asked, eyeing Jill.  The
expression was the "Not only have I been thinking, WE'VE been thinking"
look.

   Jill said, "Yeah.  Just as well."

   "What?" I asked.

   "We've been talking, Dan," started Pammy, "and we have an idea."

   "Oooo-kay," I said.  Less said, the better.

   "We think you should marry Jill," she dropped the bomb.

   "Huh?"

   "Yeah."

   Jill said, "Yeah.  Makes perfect sense."

   "How?" I asked.  "Pammy, whatever happened to "you an' me forever"?"

   Pammy fixed me in a stare.  "You know, for somebody as smart as you are,
you miss some obvious data," she said.  "I never said "I'm gonna leave" or
that anything changes.  It's just that if you try to buy a house, the bank
will be more likely to lend to you if you're married.  And Jill can get on
your insurance.  And if anyone ever was to snoop around, they'd see you
married to Jill with your sister sharing the house.  Looks a whole lot more
legit, doesn't it?"

   "Yeah," said Jill.

   "Well, I see you two have figured this out already."

   Pammy said, "Yeah, I thought it up and told Jill, an' at first she
didn't want to, then we talked some more and she decided it made sense
too."

   I looked at Jill, "so, Miss Jill, will you marry me?"

   Squeal.  Hug.  Kisses.  Second girl, more squeals, more hugs and a month
later Jill and I stood in front of a justice of the peace with my sister
(whose pussy was still wet from my dick after fucking only an hour before)
and a friend from work as witnesses, and we were married.  The honeymoon
was attended well, Pammy providing extra titillation for me and my new
bride whom I'd been fucking since she was ten.

   We bought a house and a new king-sized bed.  Apparently you CAN wear out
those mattresses.

   And then another life-changing event happened.

   I walked in from work one day a little late and found Pammy in Jill's
arms being consoled.  I knew something was wrong, but I wasn't sure what.
Things had been going great.  Jill was two semesters away from her own
graduation and Pammy had gotten a promotion at work and I was in the middle
of a desirable project in my own career, so I couldn't figure this one out.

   Pammy turned a teary face to me.  "I'm late," she announced.  "Late, as
in PERIOD late."

   I stuttered.  "But...  The Pill.."

   "Oh, Dan, I ALWAYS take my pill.  But last month when I had the flu. 
The doctor said that can mess things up..."

   Jill was mute.  We knew Jill's condition precluded her own pregnancy and
Pammy'd been on the pill for a decade.  We'd discussed and decided that
children weren't on the agenda, but deciding is one thing.  Being presented
with a fact is another.

   I joined my girls on the sofa and hugged my sister.  "It's okay, baby,"
I said," whatever we need to do to make it right, it's okay."

   Abortion had just become legal and although Pammy and I weren't
religious, we'd discussed the issue and at the time of our discussions had
decided that it was wrong.  We'd even laughed about "except in cases of
rape or incest".  But this brought the discussion into sharp focus.  I was
dumb-founded, but I knew that I had to take care of my Pammy.

   "Dan," she said, "I don't know what to do.  I'm not ready, uh, WE'RE not
ready for this."

   "Sweetness," I sad, stroking her blonde hair, "You don't have to get in
a hurry.  How late are you?"

   "A week.  A week and a half."

   "Oh."

   Jill said, "I told her that it might just be a 'thing', you know.  Girls
miss periods, sometimes."

   Pammy sobbed, "I haven't missed a period since I was thirteen."

   "Well,"I sad, "let's give it a few days and then go see the doctor,
okay? We don't need to get all bent out of shape."

   That didn't help.  The house was in a somber mood for the evening.  And
the next day.  Pammy was in shock.  For the first time in years we went
through evenings with not a hint of sex.

   Third day.  Pammy was going to make a doctor appointment.  My phone
rang. I answered.

   "SHRIEEEEEEEK!"

   "HUH?"

   "Dan, I STARTED!  I started!  Come home early.  You're gonna get the
best blowjob EVER!"

   I must say it was truly a great blowjob, attended by two delightful
young ladies after they'd bathed me luxuriously.  Pammy did the honors on
my dick, ably and happily assisted by Jill with a lubricated finger up my
ass.  I came like a fountain, then Jill restored me to hardness and screwed
me happily while Pammy joyously fondled us both.

   We three lay in the bed satiated.

   "So," said Pammy, "when are you making your appointment?"

   "My appointment?"

   "Yeah, you scared the crap out of me and Jill.  We think you should get
a vasectomy."

   "Mighty nice of you two come to that conclusion without me..."

   Jill said, "Pammy gets off the Pill.  Those can't be that good for her.
And we never have to worry about her turning up pregnant again."

   "Yeah," said Pammy.  "So you get snipped.  Why not?  You planning on
impregnating some poor innocent thing?"

   "Good point."

   "Bad pun." Jill piped in.  "We'll nurse you back to health, okay?"

   It wasn't easy convincing a doctor that a guy in his mid-twenties
actually NEEDED a vasectomy, but we made it happen.  Two weeks later my two
giggling mates escorted me back into the house.  There was little spring in
my step and I was accorded sympathy, ice-packs and the vision of the two of
them shamelessly running around extremely nude, teasing me, knowing I
couldn't do things for a few days.

   The doctor told Jill it would take at least eight ejaculations to clear
the sperm out of my plumbing and in five days the discoloration was almost
gone and it was time for my two babes to drain my reservoir.  Pammy told
me, "Baby, since I'm the reason you had to get snipped, I should have to
bear the burden of draining you."

   "Hey," said Jill, "it's not like it's all that much of a chore, is it? I
want some."

   I lay back with my arms crossed.  "You two figure it out.  I'll be right
here." The bed bounced as Jill straddled me.  My face.  And knelt down,
presenting me with that lovely plump juicy pussy.  She slowly dragged it
lightly across my lips and I stuck my tongue up between those beautiful
folds.

   "Oooooo," Dan, "I love your tongue."

   I felt the bed rock some more and lips closed over my dick.  Pammy. 
Doing just one of the wonderful things Pammy does, teeth lightly scraping
my shaft, tongue lapping around the head, lips closed around me, warm, and
suction, glorious, hot suction, and "MRRRRMMMMMM!" from deep in her throat.
Jill raised herself off me and moved down to shower my face with kisses,
little hot kisses, then her lips fastened on mine and we swapped tongues.
One of my hands was stroking the back of my lovely Pammy's head and the
other was tending to a soft, plush handful of Jill's ass.  Pammy's mouth
was working magic and that would have been plenty enough delight but Jill
was also active.

   She broke off our kiss and ducked a little further down and clamped her
lips onto my nipple and sucked.  And bit.  And moved down my chest kissing
and sucking and biting until her face was there with Pammy's at my dick. 
Pammy popped my dick out of her mouth and offered it to Jill.  Jill
responded with her own hot mouth, sucking and biting me, then gave my dick
back to Pammy.

   Pammy's butt was in the air.  Jill moved around behind Pammy and began
to eat her out from behind.  I knew there was a tongue on Pammy's asshole
as Pammy went "Mmmmmmmm, uh, Nnnnnn, MMMMMM!" Since she had my dick in her
mouth while these noises were happening, the sound traveled to the center
of my being.

   "Oh.  Oh, Pammy!  Gah!  Slow.  You're gonna kill me!"

   Giggle.  "Mmmmmmm.  Somebody's leaking!" She was sucking in my pre-cum.
"Mmmmmmmm."

   She pulled my dick out of her mouth long enough to tell Jill, "Jill,
baby, do my button!  Please!" My dick went back into her mouth.  Blonde
head bobbed.  Lips sucked.  I was THAT close.  A finger slid under my butt
and poked into my rectum and I exploded.

   "Ahhhhh!  God!  Pammy!  Ahhhhh!"

   "Mnnnnnnnnghhhhhh!  Nnnnnnngghhhh!" Jill did Pammy in.  It was all Pammy
could do to keep from biting my dick in two as she came herself, trying to
maintain enough control to suck my load.  Finally her head came up, those
blue eyes closed shut tight.  She arched her head back and sucked in a deep
breath.  "Ohhhh, Jill!  Damn it, just when Dan was squirting..."

   Jill bounced up and lay on her back beside me and Pammy, giggling. 
"That's ONE," she laughed.  "I really LOVE you two." She rolled over,
bringing her face to my groin.  "Ooooooo, look!  It's a soft dick!  My
favorite thing!" And scooped my dick into her mouth.  "Mmmmmmm!  You KNOW I
love your dick when it's soft!"

   Pammy propped up on an elbow to watch.  "I'd play with your balls," she
said, "but they're still kind of an odd color." Her hand idly ran fingers
through Jill's tousled locks as Jill worked my dick back to hardness.

   "Now Danny's got a hard-on," she giggled.  Then she stood and straddled
me and eased down, facing away from me and began to work her pussy on my
dick.  Pammy's hands explored our mating parts, my dick sliding in and out
of Jill's juicy pussy.  Pammy put her juice-covered fingers in her mouth.

   "Turn around and fuck him, Jill," said Pammy.  "That way I can lick
you."

   Jill obeyed.  "Mmmmmm, Dan, I love you." She lay full down on me and I
kissed her as her hips rocked up and down fucking me.

   I felt a breath on my balls and then lips and tongue on the dick that
was sliding in and out of Jill's pussy.  Pammy worked us both over with her
mouth.  Jill just purred and kept pumping her hips on me.  I started
pumping up against her.

   "Oooooh, is my Danny going to do it again?"

   Yes, I was.  Happily so.  Joyously so.  Jill raised up so she could get
her favorite angle and ground against me all the way to a simultaneous
orgasm.  Pammy watched my semen oozing out of Jill's pussy, pumped out by
my final surging plunges.

   "That's two," she said.

   My lovers, my wife and my sister, dutifully worked me two orgasms a day
for a week, then a second.  Finally Jill said, "Danny, it's time."

   "Time for what?"

   "Time to get a sample for the doctor to make sure you're fixed."

   "Oh."

   "Pammy's gonna do the honors.  I'm gonna help."

   Pammy produced a little glass bottle.  "We only need a little bit," she
said.  "Just a few drops.  We get to keep the rest," she grinned sweetly.

   Jilly was down on my dick with her mouth.  "Just priming it," she said.
She was replaced by Pammy.  I saw Jill reach on the nightstand for a tube
of lube and apply some to her finger.  I expectantly rotated my hips to
give her better access to my asshole.  Jill's finger went in while I was
still in Pammy's mouth.

   Pammy pulled her mouth off me.  "I never stop getting a kick out of the
way his dick jumps when you do that, Jill." And she started jacking me off,
her sample bottle laying on the sheets next to us.  Jill's finger was deep
in my ass, massaging my prostate.  My dick could have cut diamonds.

   Precum started dripping off its head.  Pammy's mouth came close to my
dick and her tongue cleaned off the precum.  "Got to make sure you get the
right sample," she said.  And kept on jacking.  Jill's free hand stroked my
sack gently.  I was getting close.

   Pammy felt the throbbing start, presaging my squirting.  "Jill!  Here he
comes!" And I did.  The first powerful spurt arced high and dropped onto my
chest.  The second, almost as high.  Then a third, and the rest just pulsed
in gouts out of the end of my dick.  Pammy scooped up a sample and screwed
the lid on the bottle.

   Jilly sat up, her finger popping out of my ass, and she wiped it on a
waiting towel, then smeared my cum over my chest.  "Do you want to finish
his dick, Pammy?"

   "Uh-huh," said Pammy.  I gasped as her mouth closed on my sensitized
dick.  Jill was licking the smears off me.  Finishing my dick, they went
after each other, kissing, then presenting me with a sixty-nine, a blonde
lapping in one pussy, as tousled, curly brown one in another, and in a few
hungry minutes the sounds of happy orgasms came from my lovers.