Dick-Sucking Sisters Ch. 02

Betsy leaned in close to her sister-in-law to say in a loud, drunken whisper, "Don't you mean a proper 'suck-off'?" before straightening back up, to cover up her mock look of open-mouthed surprise with her hand. Candace threw her head back laughing at how naughtily Betsy had begun to play along.

Bill looked around at the tables around them and grew concerned that the girls were getting a little too boisterous for the room. He felt a need to head off any more jokes before one got loud enough to carry to those who kept looking over at their table as the girls got more animated. "What do you say we grab another round and take a walk on the dock to get some air," he suggested to his wife and sister. "I can show you the new paneling I had installed in the cabin once the season ended this year." He stood and held the back of his wife's chair as the ladies grabbed their things.

"I don't know about Betsy, but I need to powder my nose before we do," Candace looked over at her sister-in-law and offered her arm. "Shall we?"

Bill glanced over at his wife and sister walking arm and arm through the ballroom as he made his way over to the bar, appreciating how attractive they both looked in their evening dresses, the slender elegance of his sister and the curvier softness of his wife. He was sure that he wasn't the only man in the room admiring how nice they looked from behind in the fitted dresses, but he was just as sure that he was the only one imagining them both naked, with a clear memory to rely upon, as he did.

Carol had moved over to sit right beside her sister on the sofa and Trey now stood in front of them with the edge of the coffee table just a few inches behind his bare calves. It felt surreal to be looking down at both of his sisters, sitting naked, just inches away from him. Trey was thrumming with excitement as his eyes drank in the look of their upturned faces, the close-up details of their beautiful tits and the way their naked bodies glowed with the combination of their own flushed excitement and the warm flickering light coming from the fireplace.

Trey couldn't help notice, that despite the difference in size and shape between them, both of his sisters had a puffy bulge to the pink skin around their hard nipples. He found the gentle bubbling curve to be intoxicatingly beautiful and was fighting the urge to reach down and fondle both of his sisters as their naked bodies were now just inches from his.

Cissy was conflicted, about which made her more embarrassed to be watched by, Carol or Trey, as she prepared to take her brother's dick into her mouth. There had been a certain comfort in the fact that facing down in Trey's lap in the car, he was blocked from being able to watch her the first time. She wouldn't have that luxury this time. Neither would she be able to ignore that Carol would be watching, and judging, everything she did either, from just a few inches away. Something that had been secret, intimate, just between her and Trey, had now made her feel self-conscious, exposed and somehow humiliated, as if she was putting on a show for the other two. She was still overwhelmed by the fact that her body was completely exposed, and now she had to let the two of them watch her take their brother into her mouth, when not even her brother had seen her do it before.

Carol was fascinated. At first, just by the opportunity to see her brother's fully erect dick up close, marveling at its size and the contours of the transition, from the slight flaring head, down the bulging shaft, to the slightly lopsided way his balls hung down under his cock. Then by imagining how her mousy, shy sister had ever gotten the courage up to take that intimidating length of throbbing dick into her mouth. Carol herself felt intimidated, and mildly repulsed, by the idea of doing it. It was only her competitive nature that had made her push as hard as she had to get the opportunity. Now that she prepared to watch Cissy do it, she was still unsure whether she would be able to go through with it herself.

In the end, Cissy looked up to see that Trey was looking down at Carol, likely taking in the view of her bigger tits, and the novelty of being able to see her naked, for the first time tonight. She knew that there was only one way that she could be certain to regain her brother's complete attention. Cissy leaned in, opened her mouth, and took Trey's hard cock into her soft, warm mouth.

Trey couldn't help but let out a gasp of pleasure at the moment when Cissy wrapped her warm, wet mouth around his throbbing dick. He looked down at his sweet sister and marveled at the sight of her soft pink lips sliding up and down the first few inches of his cock, now shiny from her saliva. He looked at her long brown lashes and the smooth swell of her cheeks, the delicate peak of her nose and the soft, shiny texture of her hair, catching the light, as she bobbed up and down, guiding her mouth over the tip of his dick. He felt his cock twitch with pleasure as he took in the sight of her soft, pale tits, making lovely jiggling points, as Cissy gave his dick her full attention. Even more so than when they had done it in the car, Trey had the overwhelming urge to grab the back of his sister's head and thrust his throbbing dick as deeply as he could into her mouth.

"Oh Cissy. That's so good," he moaned. "Oh that feels so perfect."

Cissy didn't expect her body to respond to Trey's praise the way it did, but she felt a sudden rush of something, like a potent mixture of arousal and pride, as he complimented her ability to pleasure him with her mouth. For just that moment, all the rest of the world faded away and the center of their universe was the place where they were intimately connected, cock to mouth, where no one else could come between them. They were adrift in the lifeboat that only contained her mouth and the pleasure she could create with her lips, her tongue and her newfound desire to please him in any way she could. Remembering his efforts to shove his dick further back into her mouth that afternoon, Cissy tried going a little deeper each time, worried that it would choke her if she tried to go too far.

"Oh Cissy," Trey gasped. "That's it. Take as much as you can into your mouth. Oh, that feels so good...oh!"

Cissy went just a tiny bit too far and gagged on the swollen head of her brother's dick as it poked into the entrance to her throat. She pulled her mouth away to allow herself to swallow and breathe for a moment. Trey could see a tiny, glistening thread of saliva, stretched out between his sister's lip and the tip of his cock, suspended there for the briefest moment, before it finally snapped.

"Sorry," Cissy's eyes flashed up momentarily to his. "That was a little more than I could handle." Trey could see that her eyes had watered slightly after she had choked on his dick. The look in her eyes, for that brief flash when they connected, was one of the sexiest things he had ever experienced. His dick twitched with sublime pleasure, as he felt Cissy slide his cock once again into her warm, wet mouth.

"Don't you think 'Felicity' is a too dainty a name for a boat, Bill," Candace asked as they came upon the slip where Trey's family's cabin cruiser was docked.

"Not at all," her brother replied. "Ships are supposed to be feminine and it means joy or pleasure. I think it's very fitting." He helped them up the short gang plank and opened the cabin door to let them in.

"In that case, you might have named her 'Fellatio'," Betsy laughed naughtily as she passed into the luxuriously appointed main cabin of their boat.

"Oh, that's perfect!" Candace joined in the laughter as they both collapsed onto the seating along one side of the main cabin, careful not to spill their drinks.

"I'm not sure the Rules Committee of the club would agree, my dear," Bill stepped in behind his small galley bar and lifted up a tumbler and a decanter of scotch. He poured a few inches and pulled out his pipe.

"Oh, just tell them it's named after the main character in a lesser known Verdi opera," his wife giggled. "They'll be too ashamed to admit they don't have any idea whether it's true or not." Bill chuckled in spite of himself, considering that for most of them, it was probably true.

"Speaking of which," Candace pointed out drunkenly. "Weren't we going to commemorate the anniversary of Betsy's inheritance with a proper send-off?"

"I thought we agreed it would be a proper 'suck-off'!" Betsy blurted out, unable to contain her laughter.

"Stop teasing now girls," Bill chided them as he lit his pipe. "You shouldn't joke about such things." He loved that they were actually joking about it, but never imagined that they would actually go through with it, even as drunk as his wife was.

"Oh, we aren't joking, are we Bets?" Candace gave her sister-in-law a light jab with her elbow. "Bring it on over here and we'll show you." She laughed, her eyes twinkling at the naughty fun.

"That's right, honey," Betsy was slurring a little. "Bring him over her so we can show you!"

"Honey, you've had a bit too much to drink," Bill gave her every opportunity to take it back. "I hardly think it's appropriate to let my wife and sister take turns doing that, just to relive some old college memories."

"Oh, he's just a scared widdle boy," Candace taunted him. "Too afwaid of us two widdle girls to come out and pway!" She and Betsy were beside themselves with laughter.

"That's enough of that," Bill laughed. "Don't make me come over there and prove you wrong."

"Big talk mister!" Candace waved him off before turning to Betsy to clink their almost empty glasses. "He'll never do it."

"Yeah, we're calling your bluff!" Betsy chimed in, remembering how much fun it was to be around Candace, who she had idolized in college.

"One more word out of you, young lady and I'll have to come over and show you I'm not bluffing," Bill walked out from behind the bar. "You'll find it awfully hard to make fun with your mouth full!"

Betsy giggled. "Well I'd like to see you try it mister!" Her eyes were dancing with the fun of it all and she couldn't help it if her eyes flickered down to the front of her husband's trousers to see if she could tell if he was really erect.

"Don't tempt me," Bill stood in front of them on the long curved seating, his hand reached down to his zipper.

"Oh, I dare you!" Candace looked up at her brother, her face flushed and her eyes sparkling. "I double dog dare you!"

Betsy was laughing so hard she couldn't stand it. "Yeah, double dog dare!" she joined in.

"Well you certainly asked for it," Bill lowered his zipper and reached in to try to fish out his fully erect cock. "Now you're gonna have to put your money where your mouth is!"

"I think you mean were gonna have to put our mouths where your winkie is!" Candace giggled.

Betsy laughed so hard she let out a snort, causing her to laugh even harder. She put her hands up defensively in front of her face, as if to shield her eyes from her husband's cock in the moments before it was about to be revealed.

"C'mon sister," Candace nudged her. "You got us into this mess. You're gonna need to do your part to get us out of it too!" She did nothing to block her own mouth, or her eyes, from her brother's cock, as she watched him extract it from his trousers.

Betsy parted her hands slightly to peek at her husband and squealed when she saw that he had actually pulled out his erect penis. "Oh honey, we were just joking!" she laughed, reaching out as if to try and put it back into his pants but ending up grasping his thick, throbbing dick in the process.

Candace playfully grabbed the back of Betsy's head and guided her toward her brother's waiting dick. "C'mon now, take your medicine like a big girl, Betsy!" She looked up at her brother with a twinkle in her eye, delighted that she had gotten things to go as far as they had. "Be a good sport. You dared him Bets and it's time we have to pay up!" Candace was laughing as steadied her sister-in-laws head as her brother tried to poke his dick into her mouth.

As she felt her husband's dick brush back and forth across her lips, Betsy relented and took her husband's hard cock into her mouth at last. She had a brief flash of embarrassment when she considered that a woman her age was performing such a lascivious act, in a full evening gown, aboard their boat, with her husband's sister right beside her no less. But she rationalized that she was drunk, and it really was all in good fun. Plus, she couldn't deny that her body was responding to the fact that she had been acting playful, and more than a little naughty, all evening.

"That's it Betsy," Candace encouraged her. "Give it a good sucking. He's certainly earned it!" She winked up at her brother and undid the zipper at the back of his wife's dress, allowing the front to drop down, before she undid the clasp of strapless bra to let Betsy's boobs dangle free. Betsy tried to squeal and pull away to grasp at her dress, but her husband had taken the back of her head, to steady it as he fed her his cock, and Candace was playfully thwarting her efforts to pull her bra or dress back up.

Cissy's whole world had become consumed by the focus of sucking on the warm, hard length of dick in her mouth. She had closed her eyes and with the help of the whiskey and the intoxication of the act of surrendering her mouth to her brother's cock, it was easy to imagine the rest of the world had simply faded away. All there was in that moment was the effort to take a mouthful of her brother's dick as deeply as she could, sucking back to the tip, fitting her mouth to shape of the cock that she was trying to please, feeling her lips wrap at last around the soft, tender plum at the tip of his cock and the grunts and gasps that Trey was making when she did. Cissy had fallen into a slow, steady rhythm, feeling more connected and confident with each passing moment, that she was unlocking the mysteries of how to give her brother as much pleasure as she could with her mouth, her tongue and her lips. When she heard Carol's voice cut in, it felt like she was being called out of a dream. It took a few moments for the words to echo in her memory until she could make out their meaning.

"Can I try?"

Carol had watched in fascination as her quiet, prim sister had opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the tip of their brother's hard dick. She watched Cissy tentatively start to suck on the first few inches and marveled at the shiny texture that her brother's cock took on as her sister's warm, sucking mouth began sliding up and down it's meaty length. Looking up Cissy could see Trey looking down, eyes locked onto the sight of his cock sliding in and out of Cissy's mouth.

While Carol might have imagined she would be horrified by the chance to see her brother and sister doing something so completely obscene, every gasp and moan her brother made resonated through her own body, like a tuning fork, as she felt herself being pulled into the intimacy and obvious pleasure this moment had created. Carol felt she understood Cissy's urge to take the length of his thick, meaty dick as deep as she could into her mouth and found it startling when Cissy emitted a small choking cough and had to pull her mouth away after trying to suck it too deep.

If Cissy's mild gagging had broken the spell for a moment, seeing her brother's dick, wet and shiny from Cissy's saliva, created a spell of its own, as Carol couldn't take her eyes off of it as Trey waited for Cissy to clear her throat and catch her breath. She heard Cissy say something and watched her lips move, but all Carol could focus on was the way the moment slowed down as Cissy's pink lips, looking flushed and shiny had opened once again to engulf her brother's dick.

Like watching a jump rope going around, Carol became locked into the rhythm of Cissy, sliding her mouth up and down their brother's dick, the way her jaw extended and her lips moved, allowing Trey's dick to slide in as deeply as it could. Carol marveled at the idea that at the deepest point, her sister's mouth would be completely filled with a thick, meaty length of her brother's dick. She could tell that Cissy wasn't just sliding her brother's cock in and out of her mouth. Her sister was bringing her lips together at the tip, her cheeks reflecting the additional suction she was applying as she milked her brother's cock in the most luscious way possible each time she made her way back to the tip.

It was, all at once, obscenely intimate, lasciviously submissive and tantalizingly seductive. The words left her mouth before she even realized that she'd said them.

"Can I try?"

Betsy had wriggled her head from side to side, freeing her mouth at last from her husband's thrusting cock, and sliding under the grip at the back of her head, to give herself a chance to take a decent breath. "Gosh Bill," she'd gasped drunkenly. "Give a girl a chance to breathe." She had one palm placed flat against her husband's hip and the other grasping at his thick cock, still shiny with her saliva. "I'm gonna need a minute."

"Can I try?" Candace had suggested with a laugh. "I guess it's at least half my fault that we're in this mess."

Without giving a second thought, Betsy had willingly slid to the side a bit, while pushing her husband Bill toward his sister. "Be my guest," she'd blurted out in relief, glad to extend the length of time she would have before having her husband's cock thrust into her mouth again. Betsy found her drink, on the side table where she'd set it, and took a drink to recover from the sensation of having Bill practically humping her mouth for the last few minutes.

Bill had been torn, between looking over, to lock eyes with his sister Candace, while he had been thrusting his cock into his wife's mouth, and admiring the sight of his cock plunging into his wife Betsy's mouth. He likewise had been absorbed with watching his wife's tits, freed from her gown by his sister's efforts, jiggling freely as they hung bare, just below where his cock was urgently seeking satisfaction in her mouth. When Candace had reached up to unzip her own gown, and then undo her own bra, Bill had unconsciously increased the intensity of how he was feeding his throbbing dick into wife's mouth. He had found it hard to control his excitement as he had stared at his sister's elegant tits, bared for his view for the first time in years, matched with the look of unbridled lust on Candace's face as she watched her brother's dick getting sucked by his wife. It was all he could do to resist furiously humping his wife's warm, wet mouth as roughly as he could, until he shot a huge load of cum at the moment of relief.

When Candace had offered to suck him, and his wife had willingly passed his cock over to her sister-in-law, he could see the bashful smile curl up on his sister's lips and her eyes instinctively look submissively down as she prepared to accept her brother's dick into her mouth for the first time in eighteen years. Bill didn't waste any time in thrusting his swollen, throbbing dick for his sister to suck, but he still marveled at the sight of her leaning in topless to take it into her warm, inviting mouth. He was quickly mesmerized by the sight of his lovely sister bobbing hungrily up and down on his engorged dick and felt his cock twitching in her mouth as he processed how unreal it was to be having his sister suck his dick, in full view of his wife, just a few feet away.

Betsy looked up from her drink, and the effort to adjust her dress, to find her husband receiving an eager blowjob from his sister. As much as she had always known that Candace had sucked her brother's dick when they were younger, there was something so graphic about being present, while they were engaged in the act, that the sight froze her where she was. There they were, not as 18-20 year olds, but as middle-aged parents, each with children and spouses of their own.