Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

It's Only Fair: EP32

| had the holiday break of a lifetime. While my classmates were wasting their holidays shoveling heavy snow,

visiting cranky relatives, and getting crappy gifts, | was having wild orgies with my three sexy sisters.

It all started when | accidentally saw my older sister, Amy, naked. | didn't need Amy's clothes off to know she

was amazing. My sister was tall, blonde, with a body that broke my brain and a face that fractured my heart.

Seeing Amy naked had been like getting a free, all-access preview of heaven. Five seconds was more than any

human could endure - and just enough to makewant to spend an eternity there.

That had led to a 'punishment' where Amy strippedand our younger, twin sisters: Brianna and Jenna. | say it

was a penalty, but it was really a reward. The twins were truly stunning. Brianna, blonde, with massive breasts

and Jenna, brunette, and athletic. One of them, alone, could fill your spank bank till it overflowed. | ended up

having sex with both twins that night, cumming in my unprotected baby sisters.

The next day, | screwed the incredible Amy, herself. Then we played another stripping gand we all had sex,

once again. Further insemination ensued. What can | say? | was a busy boy.

If that wasn't enough, the next weekend we all visited Amy at her apartment for another round of dirty stuff.

Despite Amy's insistence that | was the one running the show, she established her dominance over all of us. She

controlled the when, the where, and even the how of my having sex with my sisters.

At the end of the festivities, like a cartoon supervillain gloating over her plans, Amy confided it all to me. These

hadn't been accidental escapades - Amy enjoyed having sex withand wanted more. But she needed the

twins to be involved, too. It was the only way she could justify her actions to herself. Yes, | know this makes no

sense, but Amy said it so here we are.

Amy's plan to draw us into her web? Get the twins pregnant, keep them from going across the country for

college in the fall, and have all of us move in with her for a never-ending parade of perversity. Like | said, nutso

crazy batshit whacky stuff. But also kind of awesif you think about it?

So yes, as bizarre as Amy's plan was, | was in for it.

The twins, however, were less enthused about everything that had happened that weekend and | doubted that

Amy's secret pregnancy plans for them would change their minds. My older sister was convinced that my

younger sisters would caround to our way of thinking. But | wasn't so sure.

We left Amy's apartment with everything still in flux. This was a huge moment, a cliffhanger ending that had

consequences for my entire life. Only | wasn't around to find out what would happen. Because the day after our

second wanton weekend, | was back at school.

Just like that, winter break ended, and reality snapped back into place. | was no longer Chase: sibling-fucking sex

god. | was regular Chase: college student who didn't even have a girlfriend. It was such a complete

transformation, | spent the first few days back at school feeling dizzy.

Like the last tthings had been put on pause, | naively took my sisters at their words and assumed that sexy

times would soon be straight ahead. But when | texted Amy, she blewoff. And not in the good way. My dorm

was only a few subway stops away from her apartment downtown. We could have easily visited each other. Even

met halfway. But my older sister was too busy to even sext, let alone show up for the actual thing.

At least Amy was willing to write back. My younger sisters simply ghosted me.

| guess | should have been angry. Or upset. Instead | chose to be both. That isn't a good way to live, but | was

getting good at it. | told myself it was only sex, nothing to get worked up about. If it meant no shtupping till

spring break, well, that was annoying but not devastating.

Except it sort of was. Not the intercourse part. Though sure, that too. No, something far more disturbing was

happening: I'd started to fall in love with my sisters. Not in the sibling way, because that's ingrained from birth.

The love love way. The 'can't live without you' way that Harry Connick Jr sings about. The way that no brother is

ever supposed to feel about his sister (let alone sisters). Yes, | had that.

And once | was aware it was there, | couldn't shake it off me. Worse, | felt like the world could see it as | walked

around. There goes the weirdo in love with his sisters. Yes, all three of them. No, | don't think they have a

vaccine, yet.

That's what really worriedabout the lack of texts - that my sisters had figured it out, could see my love

splattered all over their cell phone screens, and were ignoringin the dire hope that | would move on. Sibling

sex is wrong, sure, but | bet it happens a lot more than people admit. Sibling love, though, that's a whole other

can of poisonous murder snakes. There was no way my sisters felt that.

| found myself trapped between two diametrically opposed urges. | wanted to be with my sisters more than

anything, yet | was terrified of what would happen if we got back together; if they found out how I felt. Their

silence those first few weeks was both the best thing and the worst thing that could have happened. And | was

stuck wallowing in between.

And so with nothing to do but flounder in my feelings - | reluctantly settled back into regular college life. It's

weird how you can feel so isolated in a place with fourteen thousand people. | was living on campus in a tiny

dorm room that looked more like a prison than student housing. Small rooms, cement walls, and shared

bathrooms. My roommate had a serious girlfriend, and he was usually over at her place. | had a few friends and

we hung out occasionally. Mostly, though, | was alone.

Then, out of nowhere, right in the middle of my Monday morning Shakespearean Lit course, | got the family text

I'd been hoping for. But it wasn't from any of my sisters. It was my Dad. "We need to talk."

Shit. He even put a period at the end of the sentence. That was a really bad sign.

Immediately, every worst-case scena| could think of raced through my mind. Was that why I hadn't heard

from my sisters? Had my parents found out about what had happened over break? Oh my God, if my father knew

| was fucking Amy, Brianna and Jenna, I'd be a dead man. If he found out | might have knocked up the twins,

he'd killtwice.

I jumped out of my seat, mid-lecture, and raced out of the building. | found a quiet spot on the quad, put in my

AirPods, and prayed to the incest gods for mercy. | could barely click my Dad's non the contacts list, my

hands were shaking so bad.

"H... Hi Dad."

"How's school?" my father asked cheerfully.

"Fine," | said. He sounded OK. Maybe this was OK?

"We need to talk about the twins," Dad said. Nope. Not fine. Nothing was fine. "Can you tellwhat you've

been doing with your younger sisters?"

Maybe if | jumped in front of traffic, I'd be OK. Getting smacked by a two-ton vehicle and then ground to paste

would be so much less painful than listening to what was about to cnext.

"Dad, I... | mean, | can explain. | will. It's just..."

"I knew you were close to Brianna and Jenna," my Dad said, "Well, closer than you ever were with Amy. Though

that's not saying much."

"Amy, yes. | mean, | guess it all started with her..."

"Really? | find that hard to believe," Dad said, "Anyway, all | can say is, your Mom's thrilled."

Wait. What?

"Wait. What?"

"What?" Dad asked.

"Did you just say Mom's thrilled?"

"Of course," Dad said, "She's so happy the three of you are getting along. If you heard half the things the twins

have been saying about you lately? You'd get a swelled head." "A what?"

"Chase is so smart. Chase is so fun to be around. Chase is so funny," Dad said, mimicking a high-pitched sister

voice. "All day every day the two of them go on and on about what a great tthey had with you during winter

break and how much they miss you. I'm starting to wonder where this cool guy is, myself."

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a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! My heartbeat started to slow. Finally, it sunk in. My

father wasn't angry at all. He was pleased? About my newfound closeness with my sisters? Oh Dad, if you only

knew.

| started to take deep breaths again. Felt my shoulders loosen. If humans, like cats, have nine lives, I'd burned

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"So, we've talked it out and, if you're OK with it, Jenna will cup and see you this weekend," Dad said.

"Jenna?" | asked. | couldn't help it, my heart soar.