Dick-Sucking Sisters Ch. 02

"Truth or dare, Carol?" He was trying to think of a question and found himself completely unprepared when she replied quickly."

"Dare!" Her eyes danced, enjoying Trey's look of surprise.

Trey looked at Cissy helplessly and shrugged before turning back to Carol. "What kind of dares do people give others in this game?" He was at a loss.

"Well it's usually something that they wouldn't do without being asked. Maybe something a little risky, or embarrassing...even a little naughty," Carol offered.

Knowing that Carol was grounded to the house, the only thing he could think of was to dare her to run from the back door across the yard to their back fence and touch it before she could come back inside. He had thought about making her run to the end of their driveway, but didn't want her to get in trouble if one of the neighbors saw her outside.

"Is that all?" Carol rolled her eyes. She quickly stood and they followed her to the back door, watching her run across the moonlit patio, and then their wide lawn, before disappearing into the darkness under the trees for a moment and then running back. She had a red blush to her cheeks from the cold night air and Trey couldn't help notice that her points of her nipples had become quite hard, and poked clearly through the fabric of her bra and sweater, as they made their way back to the living room.

Carol asked Trey if he'd light a fire in the living room fireplace, to make it a little warmer, as they played. He set about lighting some kindling and building up an arrangements of sticks as Carol asked Cissy if she'd like a truth or dare.

"I'll take truth," Cissy offered warily.

"Okay then," Carol's full pink lips took on a devilish grin. "What's the farthest you've ever gone with a boy." When Cissy turned beet red, Carol reminded her, "If you don't answer, you'll have to take a dare."

"Okay, dare," Cissy relented quietly, her eyes downcast.

"Hmmm, I think you should have to take a shot of whiskey," Carol announced as she popped up and went to the small dry bar off to one side of the room. She poured a small shot of whiskey from the crystal decanter into a tumbler and walked it back to her sister on the couch. "Bottoms up!" she announced as she held it out for Cissy.

Trey turned around from the fireplace, as the small fire started to lick up between the neat arrangement of sticks he'd piled up, to watch Cissy complete her dare. When Cissy caught his eye with a pleading look, he simply shrugged, as if he was helpless to stop the proceedings. In truth, he was starting to think the evening was going a little better than he had imagined it would when Carol had joined them, particularly as he eyed her still hard nipples accenting the fit of her sweater, while all the attention was focused on Cissy.

Cissy rolled her eyes and drank down the whiskey in a quick gulp, wincing afterward at the unpleasant burn and flavor of the alcohol. Setting the tumbler down, she turned back to Carol and asked her, "Well, what's the farthest you've ever gone with a boy?"

"Guess I'll take a dare too," Carol said saucily, even though she didn't seem at all embarrassed by the question.

"Fine," Cissy stood up, a little irritated. "Guess you'll have to have a drink too!" she declared as she marched over the bar and poured some whisky into the same tumbler. Carol didn't seem to mind at all taking a drink, and too late Cissy realized that drinking was what had gotten Carol into trouble in the first place. Cissy felt the warm glow of the whiskey starting to spread out, even as the sting in her throat subsided. She realized that she would need to start thinking more deliberately, instead of reacting quickly, if she was going to beat Carol at her own game.

Carol got up to stand beside the growing fire, basking in the first wave of heat emanating out into the room. "So Trey, what's the furthest you've ever gone with a girl?" she asked seductively, feeling the whisky already. She didn't miss the sidelong glance her brother darted toward Cissy, or the way that he couldn't make eye contact when he took the dare instead.

Trey's parents had just arrived at the restaurant with Aunt Candace, when their mother ran into one of her closest friends who was on the way out with her own husband. After exchanging introductions, their mother asked her husband and Candace to head to the table while she spoke to her friend for a moment, about their New Year's plans, while their car was being brought around.

Sitting down at the table, Candace looked over at her brother and beamed. "Isn't it exciting that the girls are eighteen now and starting their special time with their brother?" She leaned in conspiratorially. "Reminds me of when you turned eighteen." She smiled and raised her eyebrows feigning mild shock.

Trey's father blushed in spite of himself and spoke with a quiet urgency, "Now Candy," his eyes darting around to make sure no one was paying them special attention. "You know that was a long time ago."

"Oh, I didn't think it was that long ago," Candace mused devilishly. "I seemed to remember staying with you when your wife was in the hospital with Trey and then again when the girls were born." She raised her eyebrows in a mild challenge. "Don't tell me you've forgotten the way I'd looked after you," she smirked lasciviously.

"Can we talk about this later?" her brother nearly pleaded. In fact he had remembered every moment of those visits. Mainly how much of a thrill it was to have his glamorous older sister bobbing up and down on his engorged cock again, after the long interval since they'd both met their future spouses in college. His dick was already stiffening as he fought the memory of his sister's head bobbing up and down in his lap, as he drove home in the middle of the night, just hours after Trey had been born.

Their doctor had kept his wife and newborn son in the hospital for a few days after she gave birth. He and Candace had barely pulled out of the parking lot when his sister had ducked her head under his arm, before she eagerly devoured his stiffening dick while he drove home. He had pulled up the driveway and parked in the dark area in front of the family garage, his one hand free, to finally reach under to grab a handful of his sister's large firm breasts as he pushed down on the back Candy's head with the other, urging her to take his hard cock deeper into her heavenly mouth. He was so overwhelmed with excitement, and unexpected pleasure, that it only took a few more thrusts upward into his sister's mouth before he released a mouthful of hot cum in a series of gushing spurts, causing Candace to groan with excitement as she eagerly swallowed every drop.

Candy's husband had already been over in Europe for months before Trey was born, helping the British Army as a surgeon. So Trey's father assumed that it was just loneliness that had made his sister so eager to resume sucking his dick the first moment they could be alone together. But when they'd finally gotten the back door unlocked, and set down their things, Candace had readily admitted, the taste of her brother's cum still in her mouth, that she'd fantasized about the memory of sucking her brother's dick for the entire time she'd been with her husband.

With as many times as his sister had ended up sucking his dick over the days that had followed, Trey's father had finally admitted to Candace that he too often fantasized about his own memories of having her suck his dick when they were younger. He confessed how much he enjoyed seeing her naked and kneeling on the rug in the guest bedroom, her pale breasts bouncing as her shapely lips bobbed up and down on the length of his throbbing dick. He revealed that he'd secretly wished for years that he could get just one last blowjob from her and admitted that he was overjoyed that her visit had given them a few magical days to relive their earliest sexual memories.

"Will you promise to talk about it later if I'm a good girl for now?" Candy arched her eyebrow as she examined her brother's flushed face across the candlelit table.

Trey's father nodded imperceptibly, then quickly folded the white napkin into his lap as his wife walked up to the table and the waiter seated her. He did his best to sound calm as he gave the waiter his drink order, but he found his heart was still beating heavily as he watched his sister make small talk, her full lips a bright red against the pale, smooth skin of her lovely face. Her eyes continued to twinkle with the secret knowledge that her brother remembered, and still treasured, the dick-sucking bond between them.

"Then I dare you to run around the back yard for thirty seconds in just your underwear."

When Trey had refused to say who the first pair of boobs he had ever seen belonged to, Candace had thrown out the dare with a taunting smile. They had already played through several rounds and made one another drink and perform silly dares for the amusement of each other, but this one was the first that involved someone taking off their clothes.

After making Candace run across the backyard initially, Trey couldn't very well claim the dare was out of bounds and so he shrugged and began taking off his shirt and trousers, the few drinks he'd had making it seem far less embarrassing that it probably should have felt. Once he'd made it back inside, shivering from the excitement and the night air, he stood by the fire getting warm as he got dressed again.

Feeling a little wicked after the dare Carol had given him, he turned back to her and asked, "Have you ever seen a man naked?" thinking he'd be able to return the dare she'd just imposed on him.

"Not yet," Carol replied with a shrug, obviously not uncomfortable denying that she hadn't. She smoothly turned to Cissy and asked, "Have you ever seen a man's penis?" Carol knew that her sister should have been able to deny it, just as quickly as she had, but wasn't as shocked to see Cissy blush a deep shade of pink, as she might have been, just a few hours earlier.

"Dare," Cissy hung her head forward, both from embarrassment and the fact that it allowed her brown hair to drape forward and conceal her face a little from her sister as she waited for the inevitable.

"Then I dare you to run around the back yard for thirty seconds in just your underwear, too." Carol said smugly, before looking over with a smile to gauge Trey's reaction. She noted that he didn't seem all that scandalized and that he looked excited, watching Cissy's face as she nodded and began to take off her clothes.

Cissy was far more irritated with Carol than she was embarrassed to have Trey see her in her bra and panties. In fact, she'd worn her favorite underwear hoping that she and Trey would have some time alone while their parents were out. It was the competitive streak that all sisters shared that was bothering her, as she stepped out of her skirt and made her way to the back door. She was surprised to find it somewhat exhilarating to run around in the cold night air after feeling warm from the drinks they'd taken. She felt almost weightless as she ran tiptoe through the dormant grass of their back lawn and as she ran back in, shivering, it felt as though it was as much from excitement as it was from the cold.

Carol immediately took the dare when Cissy offered her the choice, a shiver in her voice as she stood getting dressed by the fireplace. Trey tried not to obviously stare at his sister in her bra and panties, but had felt his cock immediately stiffen at the sight of Cissy running around, her small boobs bouncing and her cute behind clearly defined by her white cotton panties.

Cissy looked up when she had finished getting dressed, and while she had meant to force Carol into the same embarrassment as both she and Trey had already suffered, the smug look on Carol's face caused a switch to flip in the back of Cissy's mind. What came out instead was, "I dare you to run around the back yard completely naked for thirty seconds."

There was a brief moment of stunned disbelief for all of them, even for Cissy who had said it. Trey realized that he had stopped breathing for a moment, even as his heart was thudding in his chest with excitement. Carol opened her mouth briefly, but whatever she had intended to say never came out. She snapped it shut a moment later and set her eyes and jaw into a determined mask as she stared down Cissy, who looked more bewildered than anyone.

"Wait, Carol..." Cissy's voice softened as she stepped around the coffee table. "I shouldn't have..."

But Carol waved her off mid-sentence and began to get undressed again. "A dare's a dare," she shrugged, trying to sound nonchalant, but she could hear her own voice quivering with nervous energy as she pulled her blouse over her head and began to undo her skirt again. Her heart fluttered in her chest and she felt a release of excitement, and a pulsating tingle, radiating out from between her legs. If Carol had started out simply feeling a competitive urge to get back at Cissy, she could no longer ignore the fact that she was now caught up in a whole new set of urges, around what was about to happen.

There was no way Trey could control the rock-hard erection that was now pushing at the front of his trousers. He stood by the large fireplace, a row of family pictures elegantly arranged along the length of the wide white mantle, all of them about to bear witness to the fact that his sister Carol would be naked in the next few moments. Just as he was hoping to, his heart pounding so hard that he felt slightly dizzy with the rhythm of it thumping steadily in his ears.

As Carol stood up and reached behind her back, to undo the clasp on her bra, Trey was struck for the first time, just how much her flicked-up bob hairdo made Carol look like a young version of Marilyn Monroe, or even Grace Kelly. Her porcelain skin, wide blue eyes and full lips gave her the stunning good looks of a glamour model, while her narrow waist, shapely legs and her full breasts gave her the body of a pinup girl. As Carol turned away to undo her bra, and Trey saw the straps snake down her arms, on the way to being tossed onto the couch, the stretch of her exposed back, and the sight of the side of her bare boob jiggling under her arm, made Trey's throat feel tight as he waited, breath held, for her to turn back toward him.

Cissy regretted giving Carol the dare, almost immediately after she'd said it. She looked on with a mixture of fascination and horror as Carol began to get undressed. Cissy couldn't help that her eyes darted between her sister stripping down and the sight of Trey was looking on in rapt attention. Neither could she miss the fact that the bulge in the front of her brother's pants clearly revealed just how excited he was by the idea of seeing Carol naked. So just like with every other boy they knew, Cissy was forced to look on helplessly, as one look at Carol had reduced her to near invisibility, next to her more attractive sister.

For her part, Cissy was torn between her desire to insert herself into the rightful place that she should have held, as one of Trey's sisters, at the same time the secret had been revealed to Cissy, and the visceral fact that she was about to get naked, for the first time, in front of a boy. While she had never really thought of Trey as anything but her goofy older brother, the tingling she felt, in every part of her body at the moment, forced her to admit that the fact that he was about to see her naked, as much as she might want to deny it, meant something. Her anger with Cissy, and the gloating pride she felt when her sister walked right into her trap, by daring her to get naked, fueled Carol onward, as she had stripped down to her underwear. Running around in her bra and panties had been exciting, but it really wasn't much different than being in a bikini when she thought about it. This, however, was something else entirely.

As much as Carol had intended to strip right down in front of Trey, seductively watching his eyes as she did, she couldn't resist the reflex of modesty that forced her to turn away from him, as she reached up to undo her bra. Even as she pulled her unclasped bra down her arms, she trembled with nervous energy and wondered if she had the nerve to turn around to face her brother, once she had dropped her bra on the sofa with her other clothing. Her jittery hands dropped down to the waistband of her panties and it was only modesty at not wanting to bend over, with her bottom facing Trey, that forced her to turn to the side at the last moment, as she pulled her white cotton panties down past her bottom, over her thighs, and allowed them to drop to her feet, before she stepped out of them.

Rather than turn toward Trey, she hurriedly made her way around the sofa, and toward the back door, to complete her dare. As much as she knew that her plan depended upon exposing herself to Trey, and getting him excited enough to allow her to suck his dick over the coming months, her modesty asserted itself and she ran toward the back door with her hands trying to contain her bouncing chest and the middle of her bottom the best she could. She could hear Trey and Cissy coming down the hallway behind her and she knew that most of her behind was exposed to their view, but there wasn't much she could do about that, except hurry out into the dark of their back yard.

Trey had gotten a brief view of Carol's left breast when it had peeked out in profile as she had turned to lower her panties. It had hung lusciously, like a ripe fruit, jiggling with her movement, right before she turned quickly and ran naked down the hallway to complete her dare. Trey and Cissy followed after Carol, watching her naked body, her well-rounded bottom and smooth creamy thighs as she ran down the hallway.

Once outside, Carol ran through the frosty night air to the darker part of the lawn further away from the house. By the time Trey and Cissy made it to the doorway, Carol was a ghostly figure out in the moonlit darkness of the lawn, running through the wintry night with her hands doing the best they could to cover herself as she did. There was something thrilling about being outside naked, even in the cold and dark, that made the elements seem as if they couldn't quite touch her as she ran.

By the time she figured that her time was likely up, the cold had begun to sink in. So despite her embarrassment, Carol turned back toward the warm golden light of the doorway and watched her brother and sister part, like a gateway opening, as she shot stark naked, back into the warmth and light of the house.

Snatching up her bra and panties, Carol did her best to try and get dressed before Trey and Cissy followed her into the living room, but her hands were shaking too badly from the cold to unravel and straighten out her panties in time. With an awkward squeak, it was all Carol could do to snatch up a large throw pillow off of the sofa and back away toward the blazing fire behind her, sitting finally on the warm marble of the hearth, in hopes of warming up from the shivering cold of running naked through the Winter night.

"Carol, are you alright?" Cissy came along side her to sit in front of the fire sister and wrapped her arm around her sister's shivering body. Trey just looked on amazed to think that Carol was still naked behind the covering of the pillow that she held in front of her body.

"T-t-t-t-truth o-or d-d-dare, Cissy," Carol said at last, her teeth still chattering.

"W-what?" Cissy was shocked. "You really don't think we should keep going, do you?"

Carol only looked over and gave a determined nod as she felt the warm fire imparting a steady measure of warmth back into her body. "T-truth or dare," she repeated more firmly.

"Well, this is just silly," Cissy rolled her eyes. "Truth, I suppose." She shook her head in exasperation.