SNOWED IN

t was just before the holidays began. I'd come home from school for a two week visit, it had been several months since I had and was looking forward to it. Both of my older sisters would be there as well, neither of which I had seen in a couple of years now. Mandy lived on the east coast where she worked for a large publishing firm. Never married, she preferred the carefree life style and independence she enjoyed working and living there. She'd always been that way though, and I often wondered if she ever would get married.

There was four years between each of us, for whatever reason mom and dad had purposely spaced things out. Unfortunately because of it, I'd never gotten very close to my eldest sister Collette. She almost felt more like a cousin or an aunt even rather than my sister, and growing up we'd had very little to do with one another. Unlike Mandy, she had gotten married straight out of high school, married to an idiot as I thought of him anyway, which proved itself out as her marriage had lasted only three years. Luckily they hadn't had any children, though we later found out...she couldn't.

Now Collette worked on the West coast at one of those wild-life preserves, something she enjoyed doing, but which kept her busy and usually unable to spend a lot of time away from her job, let alone coming home for a visit. The fact that both of them would in fact be coming home this year was cause for celebration.

It's funny how people can change so drastically in such a short period of time too. Something I noticed after coming home, walking into the family room and seeing them both again after such a long period of time.

I was only ten when Collette got married and moved out. Only seeing her once or twice a year after that, if that...what I remembered the most about her was her being very reserved, quiet and plain looking. Not that she wasn't attractive, she was, but Collette never dressed provocatively, or in such a way that would show off much of her magnificent body. Large breasted just as mom and Mandy was, a trait that obviously ran in the family, I had never even seen her naked, not once, unlike my other sister who I'd accidentally, (though sometimes purposely) had walked in on while she lived there.

When I greeted her again now for the first time in over two years, it was like meeting a stranger for the first time. Her hair was much longer now, wearing it in a sexy little ponytail, streaked with highlights of blonde running through it, she looked totally different from how I'd ever seen her before. The fact she was also wearing makeup, though it certainly wasn't overdone was another nice addition. Her "plain Jane" look was long gone. Now she looked every bit the natural beauty I'd always guessed her to be.

Mandy on the other hand had always been the wild one, or wilder than Collette had been anyway. More like me, she was outgoing, had a bubbly personality and tended to push the envelope when growing up, always wearing clothes, or trying to at least, that would have mom and dad sending her back to her room to change. I once asked her why she did that, if she knew mom and dad weren't going to allow her to go out in some of the things she wore, "Why did she keep trying to wear them and aggravating them so much?"

She had laughed at that, sharing with me her secret, "Because I know they're not going to let me go out wearing what I am, and so when I change into something else not quite as revealing, they see it as a compromise, and usually allow me to wear that. Which is what I wanted to wear in the first place!" she said grinning at me.

Now seeing Mandy again, it was almost as though the two of them had changed roles if not personalities. Mandy had cut her long blonde hair short, it was still sassy looking, but "easier to care for," as she put it. Even coming home for a visit on holiday, she was still dressed demurely; unlike I recalled seeing her in the past. She wore a business like white blouse, a skirt that fell all the way to the knee, clothing she wouldn't have been caught dead in just a few years ago.

After exchanging hugs and kisses all around, we settled down in front of a nice warm fire that dad had started. We sat sipping a nice Port that dad had purchased just for the occasion while mom tended to the dinner she was preparing for our first evening home together after so many years.

As the evening wore on, so did the raging storm outside begin to escalate. The weather reports earlier had indicated it was going to be a bad one, and it was. It's not often you get thunder and lightning with a snowstorm, but we were getting that in spades. Twice now the lights had flickered nearly going off, an indication we were in for a bad one before the night was over.

After dinner was over and everything cleaned up and put away, dad worriedly suggested we stack plenty of wood by the fire in the event we needed it for heat. In addition to that, mom gathered up a bunch of candles and a couple of flashlights along with some extra blankets in the event we did lose power. With the flashlights at least, we could find our way to the bathroom upstairs, or downstairs where our old bedrooms were, though I was the only one who could still claim having one. The "girls" room as we'd once called it, had long since been turned into more of a study where dad very often worked or puttered around these days. It was because of that, that the sleeping arrangements had quite naturally been modified in order to accommodate my sisters. Still having my own bed downstairs in the basement, the girls were forced to share the hideaway bed in the living room, though they would have the fire to keep them both warm during the night.

As it was getting late, mom and dad eventually said their goodnights and headed upstairs off to bed. As the three of us were wont to do however, we decided to stay up, catching up, and simply enjoying the eerie beauty of the storm as it continued to intensify. The thunder and lightning was becoming more and more frequent, and it was evident it was going to get worse before it got better.

"Maybe we'd better get ready for bed while we still have light to see by," Collette had suggested. "Brian? Can we use your bedroom to change in at least?" We'd already taken most of their luggage downstairs into my room anyway, so I'd pretty much figured out the three of us would be sharing it in a way. Which is when I also remembered dad had taken the door off, as he'd just recently repainted my bedroom. The door was still sitting off the hinges in the hallway, and hadn't been put back on yet, which I then informed them about.

"While you two get ready for bed, I'll stack a bit more wood by the fire for you in case you get cold later on," I suggested.

"Thanks!" Collette told me, reaching over to ruffle my hair, which I'd allowed to grow a bit longer than I'd normally worn it in the past too. Even as she did that, I felt like the same young kid again I'd always felt whenever I was around my eldest sister. I'd filled out however, bulking up considerably since the last time she'd seen me. Played a lot of tennis, worked out, and stayed in pretty good shape, something that didn't go unnoticed either as she looked at me. It was an odd look, something I hadn't seen come from her before as she seemed to realize I wasn't that same ungainly kid I'd once been.

"How about you pour us a bit more of that Port too?" she then asked, "Unless you're ready to go to bed," she asked me.

"Not tired yet," I told them both. "Unless you two are. I'd sort of like to stay up and keep an eye on the storm," I freely admitted. Down stairs in my room with no windows I wouldn't be able to see it, and lightning had always fascinated me growing up, especially when it was also snowing. And at the moment, it had turned into a virtual blizzard outside. The snow was coming down so fast it had created a near total whiteout, and with the addition of the lightning periodically lighting things up, it had given it a surrealistic beauty. Though neither one of my sisters saw it that way. Unlike me, they'd always been afraid of it, and by the looks on their respective faces, that hadn't changed.

"I wish it would stop," Mandy said worriedly.

"Sorry sis, by the looks of things, I'd say we're in for a long night!" I informed her as I began stacking a bit more wood by the fire. "But, I'll stay up with you two for a while and make sure you're ok," I told them both. With that, they headed downstairs to change while I stoked the fire, and poured us each another Port.

Sure enough, they'd only been downstairs less than a minute when an enormous clap of thunder and almost simultaneous lightning hit pretty closely nearby. The lights didn't even flicker, they just went out. Had it not been for the fire in the room, I wouldn't have been able to see anything. Seconds later, the sound of my sister's calling up to me from the darkness of the basement alerted me to the fact they couldn't see at all.

"Brian? Brian? We're blind down here! Can you bring us down a light?" They both called up asking me.

I laughed to myself, they should have taken the other flashlight with them like mom and dad had when they'd gone upstairs to bed earlier. Turning it on, I began making my way down into the darkness of the basement. Reaching the hallway, the mischievous side of me came out. It had been years since I had scared either one of them, something I was prone to do in the past, always jumping out at them out of nowhere, scaring the BeJeasus out of them whenever I did that. Far more familiar with my surroundings than they were, I turned off the flashlight, now standing in darkness so complete that I couldn't see my hand in front of my face. Quietly I felt along the wall as I approached my bedroom down the hall, once again hearing them call out. The effect of which merely alerted me as to how close I was getting.

"Damn it Brian? Where are you?" Mandy called out obviously worried and somewhat afraid.

The timing couldn't have been any more perfect. As I felt along the wall, and had now found the open doorway into my room, I stood there and flicked on the flashlight, just as another tremendous thundering boom shook the house, lightning so bright that it had filtered all the way down the stairs from behind me. Several things seemed to happen all at once.

For one, I stood there in the doorway backlit briefly from the flash of lightning, my own flashlight suddenly coming on a second later. Seeing me standing there the way I was, not at all expecting it scared the shit out of both of them, especially when the flashlight suddenly came on a second after that. Like a couple of deer caught in the headlights, they both stood there, screaming in fright for a moment. But I was too stunned to move myself, not at all expecting to find what I now did. Though still wearing her skirt, Mandy had taken off her blouse and her bra. She had just tossed them down onto my bed when the lights went off. She hadn't as yet even located her suitcase. Collette wasn't in much better shape as well, if anything far worse. She stood in nothing more than a very tiny black thong. Once again, a sudden reminder to me just how much she had changed. And though it was only an instantaneous observation, it was a shock in and of itself to cause me to immediately turn off the flashlight as I stood there.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Collette cried out. In all the years I'd known her, I'd never heard her use that particular word before either. "Turn the light back on damn it, I can't see my hand in front of my face!"

I did so, nervously. "Sorry, I ah...didn't know," I tried to explain, making as to enter the room and hand it off to them so they could have it and then dress. To my surprise, neither one of my sisters tried to cover up, each one now going for their respective suitcases in order to find their sleeping attire.

"Come here," Collette said ordering me into the room. "Point it down towards the bed," she stated as she and Mandy both tossed their suitcases onto the bed. I did so, illuminating their suitcases as they hurriedly began rummaging through them. Taking what opportunity I had, and trying not to be too terribly obvious about it, I stood there glancing back and forth between the two of them.

Like I said, they both had fairly large breasts, though that's where their similarities ended. It was already noticeably colder down in the basement now that the heat was off, which must have had some impact on what I realized were two pairs of very hard, very erect nipples on each one of my sisters breasts. And the fact this was the very first time ever that I had seen Collette's boobs wasn't lost on either one of us either. "Ah Brian? The bed?" she said once again. Inadvertently I had drawn the flashlight away from it, shining it more directly against her for a brief moment. She had slightly darker nipples than Mandy did, and they were also much bigger around, more like mom's were as I vaguely remembered seeing them having again accidentally stumbled into her once when she'd been dressing. They were thick and long too, much longer than any I'd seen, certainly longer than Mandy's were, though hers were just as equally hard. A bit pinker in color, with much smaller areolas tipping her breasts.

"I know this is the first time you've ever seen my tits before, but do you mind?" she actually laughed. Her good-natured kidding had likewise caught me off guard. Collette was more apt to haul off and smack me. Something she would have done in the past. Now she actually made light of it as I stood there redirecting the light as she and Mandy finally both found what they were looking for. To my surprise, Collette pulled out one of my old football jerseys from high school, while Mandy on the other hand had actually retrieved what appeared to be a pair of flannel pajamas. Talk about a change in character and personality!

"Hey, that's mine!" I said in astonishment. "I was wondering where that disappeared to!" I stated. But I stood there and watched as she reached up, slipping it over her head and finally covering up those magnificent breasts of hers. She then shook her long hair out, still smiling at me.

"At least it doesn't smell like you anymore," she continued grinning. "But...it has been nice having something to have to remind me of you," she then added. And that made me smile, though I think my silly grin finally got through to Mandy as well as she finished unzipping her skirt, tossing it down onto my bed and immediately began putting on her long legged flannel pajama bottoms. In doing that, she of course gave me a bit more of a lingering look at her nicely sized boobs too before hiding them away as she soon after slipped into her matching top.

"Ok, you about through getting your jollies?" she asked me. I blushed only now feeling uncomfortable as I stood there, especially when she reached out taking the flashlight from me.

"Since you're down here, you might as well get ready for bed too," she said holding the light.

"That's ok. I'll just come down and get undressed later when I go to bed," I said fending her off.

"I don't think so," Collette informed me. "There's no way of knowing just how long the powers going to be off before it's restored. And I seriously doubt you're going to be able to sleep down here in the cold while it is," she said making me realize she was correct. "You might as well get changed now into whatever you're going to wear, and then we'll all cuddle up in the bed upstairs in front of the fire," she informed me. "So we can all stay warm," she added almost as an afterthought. Unfortunately, the thought of that sent a sudden unexpected lurch into my cock, and I felt it begin to grow. The last thing I needed was to stand there with an erection while my sisters stood staring at me.

"Well? You going to hurry up? It's getting cold down here!" she chastised me. Unfortunately, it wasn't cold enough. Not enough to affect my ever-growing erection anyway. I decided to hurry, perhaps if I managed to undress with my back turned towards them at least, they wouldn't see much of anything. I usually just slept in a pair of my tighty-whitey's, which I had on, and a tee-shirt during the winter. Having quickly stripped out of my jeans and long-sleeved shirt, I found myself standing on the wrong side of the room from my dresser drawer.

"Ah, you mind throwing me one of my tees?" I asked. I heard Mandy snicker.

"Why? Can't you get it yourself?" she questioned me, though she had lowered the flashlight, pointing it in a very obvious direction when she did.

"Obviously he's embarrassed," Collette observed seeing the same thing that Mandy was. "Or excited peeking at his sister's boobs," she now added still chuckling. Obviously, they were both enjoying my sudden discomfort and not about to help or make things easier on me. I did the only thing I could do, I squeezed between the two of them as they stood there partially blocking the way, my not fully hard at least erection pressing against the front of my shorts as I made my way over to the dresser, and hurriedly picked out a little longer tee-shirt to wear. Throwing it on, I had at least partially covered myself.

"Ok, so we're even," I told them both. "Shall we go back up stairs?"

"Not hardly," I heard in a half whisper as I began making my way down the long dark corridor.

Still giggling, my sister's followed me as I led the way back up the stairs and into the living room. It was considerably warmer upstairs thanks to the fire, and they quickly jumped into the bed for some additional warmth as I quickly attended the fireplace.

"Get our drinks?" Mandy asked as I turned around, though her eyes as I noticed where once again drawn down towards my groin. I took a moment to pull down my tee-shirt, which had hiked up slightly as I'd leaned over stoking the fire.

"Seen enough?" I teased back upon doing so. Hearing them both giggle once again.

"You know, I don't think I ever saw you naked growing up either," Collette stated out of the blue. "But you were pretty young back then," she reminded herself. "Though I do remember Mandy calling me once and telling me how she'd just walked in on you while you were jerking off."

"You what?" I exclaimed turning towards her. "When?" I certainly didn't remember that.

"It was the week before your high school graduation," Mandy said jumping in. "I'd already come home so I could be there for it. Collette wouldn't be arriving until a couple of days later. But I remember that we were all trying to get ready to go out to dinner as I recall," she said as she sat there with a silly grin on her face. "Anyway, mom and dad were both using the upstairs bathroom, which left the only other one, the one down stairs. And you'd been in there forever already. I knew if you didn't hurry up, there wouldn't be much time left for me. I'd even complained to mom about it, and she'd told me to just barge in and shoo you out, that that would do it, as she'd had to do it to you before herself. And as you know, there's no lock on the downstairs bathroom," she reminded me unnecessarily. I'd managed to barge in on her a time or two as well, but I'd never caught her doing that either!

I was still stunned by the fact she would actually call her sister and tell her about it however as she continued.

"So...with mom's blessing, I decided to barge in, embarrass you into hurrying up, getting out so that I could get ready. Only as I reached for the door to open it, I heard you groan," she said a bit sheepishly. I was glad for the subdued lighting in the room, I could already feel my face reddening as I sat there in dad's chair facing towards the now rolled out bed they were both laying in. It was then however that Collette burst out laughing, interrupting her sister's story.

"What?" I asked."The first thing she said when I answered the phone, 'I just saw Brian shooting off!' that's what she told me," she said laughing even harder. "And I said, you just did what?"

Now Mandy was laughing, making things even worse, which was all news to me. I'd had no idea she'd ever seen me doing that for one, but worse...that she'd actually called her sister and told her about it.

"What do you mean you just saw Brian shooting off, I then asked her, and she told me. She said she had just opened the door, intending to yank back the shower door and embarrass you, except it was just at that moment you were nearing your orgasm. She could see you through the glass doors or course, especially since dad had installed the clear ones, since they were less expensive. Anyway, there you were, completely oblivious to the fact she'd actually come in and was standing there."

"Yeah...just as you came," Mandy finished for her remembering. "I'd never even seen a guy do that before. Back then, I was still a virgin myself, so I'd never even touched a guy's dick yet...and there you were, standing there playing with yourself. I almost walked out, nearly turned around in fact to do so...which is when I saw it."

"Saw you cum," Collette pointed out purposely, giggling once again. "Sort of freaked her out that you did, which is why she called to tell me about it, ask me about it," she added. "The funny part of it was, Mandy was supposedly the wilder one, and yet she was still the virgin in the family... were you?" she now asked taking me by surprise. I actually had to think about that momentarily, I'd been seeing a long time girlfriend at the time, but we actually hadn't gotten around to doing that yet. That didn't happen until a couple of months later after graduation, and just before Susan left to attend a different university than I would be.

"Yeah, I still was," I found myself admitting, though embarrassed as hell to discover the two of them had actually discussed all this.

"Anyway, I told her that was something guys did all the time, and that they tended to just shoot off in the shower a lot, and then reminded her to check first the next time before she used it...just in case." Mandy made a face at that, even rolling her eyes in disgust. I just shook my head, surprised at this sudden openness I was hearing coming out of my older sister's mouth. Another loud peal of thunder and lightning reminded us all of the ongoing freaky winter storm going on outside.

The room was growing colder by the second even with the fire going, and I felt myself shiver. Collette noticed that I had. "Why don't you come over and slip into bed between us and warm up?" she stated. I'm sure the surprise of her suggestion registered in my eyes.

"What? You're worried about getting aroused again laying between us?" she asked teasingly. "I'm sure...even if you do, as long as you keep the covers on over yourself, neither one of us will ever know."

"Unless he rolls over," Mandy teased back which sent them both into another burst of giggles.

"Very funny!" I said though I actually jumped up and hurriedly made my way over to the bed, slipping in between them, though I was very careful to lie there with my hands resting on my stomach when I did. We lay together there in the bed, no one speaking for several minutes. "It's been a while since we've done this," I said a moment or two later. "The last time in fact...,"

"Two weeks after your graduation, just before I went back," Collette said remembering. "It was hot back then, during the summer, and we'd decided to sleep outside in the back yard just like we used to do when we were kids. Dad had even blown up the air mattresses to lie down on, though we didn't have our sleeping bags anymore, so mom carted out a bunch of quilts to make up a bed with, so all three of us could sleep together beneath. Only then...you slept on the outside, and I was sleeping in the middle," she said remembering the specific details, which even I'd forgotten.

"Collette," Mandy said with an edge of warning in her tone of voice.

"What?" I said curiously. Obviously I had missed something.

"Collette! No!" Mandy almost shouted, quickly and worriedly looking up the stairs in case she had been too loud, and might awake our parents. "You promised!" she said in a much softer tone of voice.

All Collette did was laugh however at Mandy's expense. "Well, since we're already on the subject, he might as well hear the rest of the story."

Now I was interested, and actually scooted back slightly sitting against the back of the couch, especially as I stiffened, which made it a little easier to conceal as I scooted up. That however, caused each one of them to do the same, now sitting on either side of me as Collette continued, and as Mandy's face got even redder than mine had been.

"Just remember, paybacks a bitch!" Mandy threatened, though Collette didn't seem to worry too much about the threat or take it very seriously.

"Go on!" I urged her now, suddenly excited, though I still had no idea yet as to where she was going with this.

"Well, it was because she'd walked in on you jerking yourself in the shower that we got into the subject of masturbation. You see...up until then, Mandy never had, well...not really anyway. Never to the point of orgasm yet at least."

"You're kidding me!" I said looking over at my sister. "You'd never masturbated?"

Though obviously embarrassed by this turn of events and sudden revelation, she admitted that she hadn't. "I always thought it was wrong," she told me candidly, "Until Collette, informed me that she did it all the time, and had been for years!"

"Holy shit!" I exclaimed, also a bit too loudly catching a warning look from each of my sisters.

"Shh, be quiet, unless you don't want to hear the rest of it," Collette now said.

I didn't even realize I had my hand on my cock until then, and felt the head swell even harder, as I fondled myself through my shorts before consciously forcing my hand away.

"So...after I arrived," Collette began once again. "As promised, I told her I'd show her how to do it."

"Holy shit," I said once again, much more quietly this time, though she continued on without further interruption from me.

"The first time, she just watched me, watched how I pleasured myself. And then she tried it while I watched her. Except, I'd actually climaxed...for whatever reason, Mandy just couldn't seem to get herself off, and gave up in frustration, which apparently is what had happened in the past, and why she'd given up trying to do it herself."

"Yeah, before...I started to, several times. It always felt good at first, for a while...and then I just got a bit too numb, too excited I think, and then all it was, was frustrating. So I eventually gave up even trying."

Sitting here sandwiched between my two sexy sisters wasn't helping matters any, listening to this sudden decadent discussion we were having like it was the most natural thing in the world to be talking about.

"So that's when I offered to do her myself," Collette said, shocking me totally, and I gasped, feeling my cock throb almost painfully, though thankfully still hidden beneath the covers when it did.

"No shit! You did? Really?" I said now looking back and forth between the two of them, but as I did that, I then noticed something else too. Something that at first I thought was my own imagination, but the more I looked and kept track of it, I soon got more and more sure of the fact that she was doing it. As I had been, even though I was trying to be very careful about it, I swore I saw a semi-constant, yet very obvious movement taking place beneath the covers next to me where Mandy was laying.

"Yeah, I gave Mandy her first ever orgasm," she said almost proudly. "And then...afterwards, she gave me one!"

"Collette!" Mandy exclaimed once again trying to sound indignant, but the truth of the matter was, she was sounding more and more aroused instead. "So...that night, when we all slept out?" She hinted, glancing over towards her sister. "Unbeknownst to you...I got her off again while we slept out together. The whole time we lay there looking up at the stars, I was fingering my very own sister. I guess I should have known better," she added.

"Why? Were you ashamed that you had?" I now wondered. Surprised when she laughed.

"No, not that...certainly not! It was because she bit my arm!"

"Bit your arm?"

"Yeah...when she came," she laughed out loud. "She was trying to keep quiet, so that's what she did."

That whole moment came flooding back to me. I remembered that. Not that I knew Mandy had just had an orgasm, but that suddenly the two of them were wrestling around there beneath the covers, and that Collette had in fact screamed out when Mandy had in fact bitten her, though I'd never known the reason why. That episode had quite naturally led to another one. When I'd jumped in at Mandy's request, pinning Collette down while she tickled her in defense. I had gotten fairly aroused without realizing it at first, now sitting there on my sisters chest, which is when I felt her breasts suddenly grazing my rapidly hardening member. I'd flown off her in a shot, embarrassed, though she'd used that moment to pin Mandy down and begin tickling her back.

That was when dad stood at the window of their bedroom yelling down at us to shut up before we woke all the neighbors. We'd quieted down after that, and eventually fallen asleep. Though I had in fact lay awake for a considerable time, before jerking myself off, but only after I was sure both of them were sound asleep before doing so.

I should have known better.

"You were horny that night too as I recall," Collette said smiling. "You waited until you thought we were both asleep, though Mandy was. I just pretended to be, wondering if you might...not at all surprised when you actually did. I remember laying there listening to you, just barely opening my eyes, just enough to see, still snoring as I did that. I wondered what you were going to do, almost laughed when I saw you reach over and grab one of your socks, no wonder you never put them back on in the morning," she laughed.

"EEEEUW!" Mandy added upon hearing that. "You came in your sock?"

I ignored that, and didn't respond to it, though I couldn't help but respond to Collette. I now realized the same movement was taking place beneath the covers with her that had been going on with Mandy.

"You're doing that now aren't you?" I asked boldly, almost instantly turning towards my other sister, "As are you," I then said seeing the surprised look in her eyes that I'd actually caught her doing so.

"Oh like...and you haven't been?" Collette responded back. "I've felt your hand once or twice there Brian, I knew where it was going. And frankly, the thought that maybe you were, had been...is what got me horny. That, and thinking about that night. Admittedly, I got pretty aroused when I felt your cock brush my breasts, I even masturbated a few times after that just thinking about it, wondering what you looked like." She now looked over directly at me as she spoke. "And after all these years...I still don't know...what you look like," she breathed hotly.

"But...but you're my sister!" I stammered a bit awkwardly, yet highly aroused even so. The admission that she was, had been lying there next to me playing with herself, which Mandy had likewise been doing was an unspoken excitement. As long as no one acknowledged that we were, had been...then there was nothing to feel weird or ashamed about. Now that we had however, it was something else entirely. Though why I could personally accept, and find it perfectly normal and natural that the two of them could touch and play with one another escaped me.

"Yeah so? You're my brother, Mandy's my sister, we've done this for years now, and neither one of us feel guilty about it, so why should you?"

I didn't know what to say, what to feel. "Ever since that night?" I asked curiously, still in a bit of a state of shock as I thought back.

"Oh yeah," Mandy said chiming in. "Especially that week that I went to California for a visit," she said grinning, and then sighing. This time it was in fact Collette that shot her a look. "Well! I warned you," she now added.

"Obviously, there's even more to the story," I said catching on. "What else have you two done?"

"What haven't we done?" Mandy giggled.

Outside the wind was really howling now, and though there had still been periodic claps of thunder, most seemed to be off in the distance now. Because of it, we were all taken by surprise at the sudden unexpected sound of one happening close by, enough so that we all jumped, though both Mandy as well as Collette rolled into me almost simultaneously. As they did that, each one of them came into contact with my cock, now sandwiched between them.

"Goodness, he's hard isn't he?" Mandy said collecting herself. I'd lost my ability to speak, especially as I felt my other sister's hand suddenly wrap itself around my shaft even though she did so through my underwear.

"Ok, that's it!" She suddenly announced whipping the covers off the three of us. "You two have seen one another enough times, now it's my turn!"

My only defense was the fact I had a thin layer of cotton briefs covering my stiff shaft, though the head of my dick was already trying to peek over the waistband anyway. There was also a very noticeable wet spot on the front of them which all three of us saw when she did that.

"Ante up little brother," Collette told me. "Lift up your ass!"

Without even thinking really, I did so. Which made it a hell of a lot easier for her to reach up and literally rip my shorts down away from myself. My cock sprang like a Jack in the Box, and stood there wobbling about briefly, much to both of their delight.

"Fuck me!" Collette actually said as she sat there staring at it. "That's huge!" She exclaimed.

It wasn't not really. I knew...I'd actually measured it several years ago when I once wondered about it. I knew from what I'd read it was considered to be in the average-sized range, though perhaps at the top end of that. What it was however, was a bit thicker around than most, a bit more above average, which I think made it appear a lot bigger than it really was. Which made me think about that little warning in the mirrors that you see about objects appearing much larger/closer than they really are.

"No it's not," I answered back, though I was somewhat proud of the way I looked at the moment. I'm not sure I've ever felt this big or this hard before. And now, sitting there with each one of my sister's actually looking at it, fondling it, I was pleased...more than...with their reaction.

"Don't tell me it isn't Brian," Collette said suddenly sitting up, sitting Indian fashion on the bed there even as cool as it was in the room. Suddenly none of us were cold any more as things had suddenly heated up considerably. "I've seen enough hard cocks to know, yours is as big, if not bigger than any I've ever had," she informed me.

"Oh? And just how many hard cocks have you had?" I asked her somewhat teasingly, though curious about that now too.

"Never mind," she said simply, though she continued to sit there fondling it, as Mandy now sat up on the other side, joining her. Before I knew it, both of my sister's were sitting there, passing it back and forth to one another like it was a baton or something.

I didn't mind though, as crazy as all this was, it felt too damn good to suggest they do otherwise. Until she said:

"I wanna see it squirt Brian."

"What?"

"You heard me! Mandy's seen it, now...I want to see it."

"That was different, I didn't know," I said trying to beg off. "And besides, I don't think I can."

"You don't think you can cum?" She asked incredulously.

"Well no, not with an audience, not like this," I said honestly worried. Even then I was already starting to feel it lose a bit of his rigidity as we sat there talking about it.

"Would it help matters any if we did?"

"If you did what?" I said not quite sure I had heard her right.

"What do you think I mean?" she said, though Mandy had already raised her own concern on top of mine.

"You're not suggesting..."

"That's exactly what I'm suggesting," Collette shot back. "And don't tell me you wouldn't mind seeing that again either, you certainly thought about it enough, or so you told me anyway," she added revealing yet again another obvious secret, especially as Mandy's face began to blush even more furiously than before.

"You ever watched a girl masturbate?" Collette asked before I had a chance to respond to any of this. And hearing that, gave me pause as I sat there, my cock once again hardening, now throbbing as I considered her comment.

"No, I haven't," I honestly told my sister. I'd even once asked Susan to do it for me, but she had adamantly refused, telling me it was too personal. I'd actually laughed at that, I'd just eaten her for the very first time, I still had pussy smell on my face, covered in her juices when I'd asked her to do that for me, and she'd refused. "What could be any more personal than what I'd just done?" I wondered at the time, but again to no avail.

Rather than argue about it with me however, Collette simply grabbed one of the pillows propping it up behind her head, now sitting in the opposite direction from me there on the bed. When she reached down and pulled off my football jersey, once again revealing her magnificent boobs, I knew she had me. But when she likewise now lifted her own ass, and removed that tiny black thong, I knew then I was a gonner, already my hand finding my shaft without even realizing it had.

"That's better," she said grinning at me, though now looking over towards Mandy. "Well Sis, you gonna be a party poop? Or join us?"

Quick as a bunny, and before I actually knew what was happening, she had slipped out of her very unflattering flannel pajamas, and now just like her sister, took up a position sitting next to her across from me on the bed. For the first time, I actually felt like I was on display, had it not been for the fact that I was sitting there staring at the two of them I'm honestly not sure I'd have been able to do what I suddenly began doing.

"Hmmm," Collette moaned appreciatively, watching me as I sat there working my cock slowly up and down.

"Is that the way you always do it?" She asked.

"Sometimes...yes," I told her. "And you?"

I watched as she half absentmindedly just ran her finger tips up and down between her split, while Mandy on the other hand was actually frigging hers, and none too gently either.

"And what about you sis?" I said turning towards her, watching her as she did that. "Is that the way Collette did you when she made you cum for the very first time?"

"Yes," she moaned audibly. "Though I've learned a few tricks since then," she added with a lusty tone of voice, one I had never heard from her before now as her eyes likewise took on an entirely different look to them. If I didn't know her better, I'd swear she looked like an entirely different person as she sat there working her cunt. Whatever inhibitions or shyness she might have once shown, it was gone now...replaced by an almost crazed look on her face as her desire and wantonness took over.

When she reached over and actually placed her hand down between Collette's legs, I almost lost it. Seeing the look in my eyes when she did that, Collette smiled, sensually, erotically. "You like that huh?" she asked, now reaching over between Mandy's legs, her fingers now sprinkling little teases over her lips, tickling, touching, and gently rubbing my other sisters exposed swollen clit.

"Yes! Yes! Oh fuck yes!" I moaned pleasurably, taking a moment to squeeze the head of my dick producing a very fat droplet of precum, which I now gingerly smeared over and around the hard swollen knob of my dick."Oh, that's nice! Do that again!" Mandy actually pleaded as she speared some of my sister's juice out of her pussy with her fingers, and then applied that to her hard extended nipples, smearing her essence about on them. Collette now did the same thing to hers, though after she'd done that, she took a moment to suck two of her fingers off, tonguing them as she did so rather decadently, causing my cock to throb hotly with the imaginary sensation of her doing that to me.

"So, what else have the two of you done together?" I wanted to know, my own words now slurred with sexual heat, my cock throbbing with each syllable as I hoped for a response.

"What do you think we did?" Collette teased me, her fingers once again working inside my sister's pussy, drawing my eyes to it as she surrounded Mandy's clit with her fingers, pinching it between them, and then pulling on it. Mandy groaned pleasurably, for a moment unmoving, lost in a world of her own.

"Did you eat her? Did you lick her?"

"Eat her what? Lick her what?" Collette came back with, prodding me. "Go on Brian, say it!" She actually demanded.

"Did you eat her pussy? Lick her cunt?" I said a bit more obscenely, enjoying the sound of it, seeing the expression on her face upon hearing the words as I spoke them.

"Yes, I ate her pussy, licked her cunt, and she did the same thing to me, in a sixty-nine," she said painting the picture for me. "And then after that...we humped one another too."

"Oh God!" I moaned, my hand now traveling rapidly up and down my dick as I sat there pumping it, imagining it, all the while watching the two of them still sitting there fingering one another.

"Would you like to see that sometime?" She now asked. "Would you like to see us suck one another's cunts, lick one another's pussies? Would you like to lick us? She now asked, or have us suck you?"

"Oh fuck! Fuck! I'm gonna cum!" I announced no longer able to hold it back any longer. Just hearing my sister's words, seeing the two of them together, not to mention the sudden images inside my head, which she'd just created for me, was more than enough. No amount of willpower on my part could have stayed the inevitable as my balls tightened.

"Yes Brian yes! Squirt it baby! Squirt it! I want to watch you fucking cum!" She cried out pleasurably, cumming with me as I did, as was Mandy.

Thick, long streamers of spunk flew from the head of my dick as I sat there jerking myself off. I watched as it shot across the length of the bed, first hitting Collette squarely between the tits, then landing between them as I missed with the next powerful jettison. Correcting my aim however, I managed to hit one of Mandy's breasts, hearing her squeal in delight as I did. Only now the force and expulsion of my squirting diminishing, though again only slightly. Sitting up now on bent knee, I still managed to produce several more powerful squirts, most of which landed directly against my older sister's bare pussy. She had taken over for Mandy, now fingering her cunt herself, working it fiercely, adding a bit of my sperm to it as she did so, slickening her clit, teasing it with my spunk as she made herself come again, and then again.

Mandy was already spent, she'd had one long drawn out climax, and now lay panting on her back, eyes closed, though her hands continued to rub in and massage the copious amount of cum I had placed there onto her breasts.

For a long time, no one said a thing as we just lay there looking at one another, disbelief that this had actually happened in fact, at least for me. Collette finally came to, long before either Mandy or I had, and once again slithered back up on the bed towards me. My cock had withered down to less than half its size as she took it into her mouth and began sucking it, gingerly, carefully. It was a bit sensitive at first, making me tremble and jump, though I think it was mostly because of the fact that my sister had actually taken my dick into her mouth, spent as I first thought it to be. Then it began to harden once again as she continued, as Mandy now joined her, forcing Collette to share. The two of them now licking, taking turns sucking me, my cock hardening once again in a surprisingly short period of time.

None of us saw, or certainly heard the footsteps as they turned and silently padded down the hallway back towards the bedroom. Though the power had come back on again sometime early morning, the house was still cold not having heated up yet. We'd gotten a new fire going in the fireplace, which helped, but the storm had continued, not letting up at all. Nearly five feet of new snow covered the ground making the roads all but impassible for anything other than four-wheel drives. Having turned on the news while we still could, weather reports were warning everyone of an additional three or four feet before there was even a break, with more to come after that. Power outages were everywhere, so we considered ourselves lucky to have power restored, though for how long was another question.

We had put the bed away, straightened up the living room and gotten dressed in far warmer clothing. While mom started in on breakfast with the girls helping out, dad decided to make a trip into town for some much needed supplies, especially if the weather continued the way it appeared it was going to.

The problem was, the nearest town was twenty miles away, and weather conditions indicated it was going to be no easy feat getting there and back. He'd already hooked up the snow plow to the front of one of the four wheel drives just to do the long quarter mile road leading out of their place. Hopefully road crews would be plowing the main interstate, though that was another two and a half miles away from my parents place. It would be slow going, even once we'd gotten their drive plowed out enough to get out ourselves.

"You sure you don't want me to go with you?" I'd asked him after we'd finally cleared enough of a path in order for him to get to the small two-lane road, which even then looked to be hazardous enough.

"No, your mom and I will make the trip into town and get what we need. It's not the first time we've done this, and I know the roads around here like the back of my hand even when they're covered in snow. I'd rather that you stay here with your sister's and keep an eye on things, especially if the power goes out again. Keep the fire going for one thing, and for another, might be a good idea if you guys busied yourselves with putting together some sandwiches and stuff in the event we can't cook anything later. I'm going to see about getting a new generator while we're gone, which I should have done before now and could kick myself for in not doing earlier. Your mom wants to stock up on a few needed necessities, since we're going out, but I wouldn't plan on us being back much before dark with the roads being the way they are. We'll have our cell phones in case things get worse, just to keep you posted as to how we're doing and where we are. But even with the storm, I'm sure we'll be back long before nightfall, or shortly thereafter at the very least."

I wasn't real keen with mom and dad going out by themselves, but it wasn't the first time that they had as I recalled either. There'd actually been another storm nearly as bad as this one, and they'd ended up having to spend the night in town rather than try making it back. If worse came to worse, they'd do that again. Dad just preferred it if at least one man stayed behind in the event anything happened at the house. Several tall fir and pine trees were so heavy with snow, he was more worried about one of those being uprooted, falling into the house, or falling over the quarter mile drive leading off the property and blocking the road. If that happened, I knew enough about using a chain saw to cut it if I had to, and then use the other four-wheel drive to pull it out of the way.

After having eaten a warm hearty breakfast, mom and dad prepared to leave. I was glad to see them pack enough emergency supplies, blankets and some food before they left just in case they got stuck somewhere out on the road between our place and town. Overly cautious perhaps, but as dad had always said, "It was better to be safe than sorry."

Dad had left to make one last quick pass with the plow before returning to get mom. Mandy and Collette had raced off to shower while we still had hot water available since the news reports continued to issue warnings about more and more power outages as they day progressed. I sat in the kitchen with mom sharing a cup of coffee with her waiting for dad to return so we could remove the plow just before they left.

"You kids warm enough last night?" She asked.

Obviously mom knew I had spent the night with my sisters in their bed in front of the fire. She'd gotten up long before any of us had in order to start the coffee, make breakfast and pack a few things for their trip into town.

"Yeah, I kept the fire going, so we were plenty warm, how about you two?" I asked.

"Oh yeah, plenty of blankets, but there's nothing better than a nice warm body to snuggle up to beneath them," she said winking at me. "Amongst other things."

I smiled at that. It was no secret mom and dad had always had a pretty active sex-life, it was something they never denied or hid from us even as kids growing up. A closed door in their bedroom, which they still never locked, was warning enough that they wished to be left alone for a while. Though I'd actually stumbled in on them once when they weren't expecting anyone home, which made me wonder if either one of my sister's ever had too.

Mom stood putting her empty cup back on the kitchen counter, reaching over to rustle my hair a bit as she did so. "And I'm glad to see just how close the three of you have gotten, it's been a while since you've all been together," she added turning towards me. "Amazing how much the girls have really changed since they moved out isn't it?" She asked.

"Ah yeah...they've changed a lot," I said thinking in other terms.

"Though haven't we all?" Mom then interjected. "Though most of mine has come with age and far too many sweet treats," mom said feigning disgust with her figure.

"Oh mom, you look great, hell...you could still pass for a woman ten years younger!" I told her meaning it, as she did. When she cupped, and then lifted her breasts however, I was a little surprised. I mean we'd always had a reasonably close, somewhat uninhibited relationship around one another in the past, but sitting there watching my own mother heft her breasts in her hands wasn't exactly something I was expecting.

"Not quite as firm as they used to be, certainly not like your sister's," she told me releasing them, pouting. "But I guess I shouldn't complain, your father still likes playing with them!"

I didn't quite know how to respond to that, I was already feeling my face flush a little when she said that, and now alluding to the way her own breasts might look in comparison to my sisters, had planted an image inside my head that took a moment for me to shake off.

The sound of dad's truck coming back down the lane alerted us to the fact he'd be there in a few minutes. "Well, anyway, like I said. It's nice to see the three of you getting along so well, closer than the three of you used to be," she said slipping into her warm heavy coat. "Too often siblings grow apart once they move out and away from one another...lose touch so to speak," she said smiling. "Just know that your dad and I are pleased to see the three of you getting along so well, we sort of always hoped that you would," she added leaning over giving me a kiss on the cheek just as dad pulled up by the back door. I stood, intending to give him a hand with the plow, though mom's comment and look had unnerved me a little.

Mom followed me outside and climbed into dad's truck as he and I dragged the plow off and set it aside. I stood by his door as he then got in and prepared to leave.

"Call if you have any problems," I asked them.

"No worries, we'll be fine," he assured me, then adding. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do," he grinned, "While we're gone. We should be back before nightfall, but for some reason, if we can't...we'll call you." Once again I had caught a strange look coming from mom when he'd said that, but it quickly turned into a smile as she blew me a kiss and as dad put the truck into gear heading out. I stood watching them for a moment until the falling snow hid the truck from view and entered back inside the house. When I did, it was Collette who met me in the kitchen, pouring us both a coffee though she stood in nothing more than her robe and a towel on her head.

"They leave?" she asked.

"Yeah, just..." I said thinking to myself, and then asking her.

"You notice anything weird or strange about either one of them this morning?" I asked her.

"Weird? Strange? What do you mean?"

"Oh, probably nothing, maybe just me thinking too much, especially after last night," I said as the erotic images once again flooded my head. "But if I didn't know better, I'd almost swear mom was hinting around at the three of us being much closer than we used to be, and that in fact...mom and dad were happy to see it."

"Well I'm sure she didn't mean it in quite the way you seem to be worried about," Collette told me as she came over and sat down at the table. I noticed as she did, that the front of her bathrobe parted, revealing most if not all of her right breast. Even she knew that she had, looking down at herself and just smiling without covering it. "Though I will say this," she added as she sat there thinking. "There was an incident the last time I came here for a visit, just before you came home from school as I recall," she told me. "Which had me wondering about it for a few days after it happened," she added.

"What?"

"Well, we were all planning on going out to dinner that night, shortly after you got home from school and got ready yourself. Dad was using the upstairs bathroom, so I came down to shower in yours. I'd just gotten undressed and was about to step in when mom entered bringing in some fresh towels which she told me she was going to do, so I wasn't surprised by that when she entered. What did surprise me was when she commented on how beautiful I looked, honestly standing there admiring my body. I mean it didn't make me uncomfortable or anything, in fact...I was actually flattered that she did, and commented on her still looking pretty good too."

I smiled inwardly, so familiar...

"Anyway, she then said she'd might as well do a load of wash, intending to gather up my things which as always, I'd just left piled on the floor when I undressed. She then commented on the fact she might as well include her own clothing as then otherwise it would be too small of a load to be worth the bother, so surprised me a little when she stood there and took off her own clothing in order to add hers to mine. Of course, once she had, she again commented on how shapely my breasts were in comparison to hers, and how age was obviously beginning to have some affect on her. Once again, I complimented mom on how good of shape she was still in, which she was...and still is of course. But I swear Brian, there was a bit of sexual tension in the air as we did that, especially after what happened next."

"What happened?" I said taking even greater interest, though Collette's nearly exposed boob went a long way towards making me feel that, especially when she undid her sash exposing them both to me.

"If you're going to stare, you might as well see both of them," she told me before continuing. "Now...where was I anyway? Oh yeah...so then, mom actually reaches up and thumbs one of her nipples,"

"You're kidding me!"

"No, really...she did! Looking up and over towards me, she then asks me if my nipples are as sensitive as hers still are!"

The image of mom standing nude in the bathroom tweaking her own tit I found interesting, especially after asking Collette if hers were.

"I told her in fact they always had been...and were, not really thinking too much about the conversation we were suddenly having. I mean after all, growing up, we'd been open enough around mom and dad to discuss sex openly whenever we had questions or were curious about something. You know how it was. So anyway, I just figured we were having one of those impromptu little discussions, which is when she asked me if I'd ever been able to have an orgasm just simply by having them played with. But before I could even answer that, she told me she could! I hadn't...not then anyway, though I did later, but I found it curious that she could, and obviously did, even asking her about it, whether she could do it herself, or whether someone else, meaning 'dad' had to be the one touching her when she did."

"Holy shit," I said softly listening to my sister, already the sensation of my cock stiffening inside my pants alerting me to the fact I was becoming aroused by all this. "So then what?"

Collette laughed. She could tell I was becoming excited by hearing this, not to mention the fact she'd actually begun to finger one of her nipples as she sat there telling me the story.

"So she actually blushes, but then tells me that if she's horny enough, aroused enough, she can do it herself, make herself cum just by fingering her tits, the way she was doing now. Admittedly, I was intrigued, not to mention a little surprised she was being so candid with me about it, but I must say Brian, standing there naked, with mom naked, and thumbing her pretty good-sized nipples was hot as hell. What's more...I could see that she was getting more and more aroused the longer she stood there, playing with them, while watching me, me...watching her. It was very erotic, even though it was my very own mother!"

"No shit!" I responded, reaching down to nonchalantly rub the fullness of my prick through my jeans. "So then what happened?" I continued to press.

"Well about that time, it became obvious that if she indeed continued, she actually might...orgasm!"

"Fuck!"

"That's what I thought. But then she seemed to get embarrassed, self conscious about it all of a sudden, and quit, started talking about the laundry again, and not wanting to embarrass me more than she felt she might already have. And she seemed embarrassed herself for having shown me what she had, which she felt was more than she probably should have. Next thing you know, I actually asked her...asked her to show me. I mean fuck Brian, now I was horny as hell, and frankly I wanted to see her do it! See if she could, how she did it, so yeah...I did. I asked her to show me what she did. Surprised, yet pleased, she dropped the clothes she'd gathered up back on the floor. After that, she took a seat on the toilet, she poured a little baby-oil on each one of her breasts, and then handed it to me."

"This helps," mom said. "So your nipples don't get too rough or too sore, go ahead, try it yourself, and then do what I do."

"Before I knew it, now I'm standing there still in the shower, though I hadn't as yet turned the water on. Following mom's lead, I'm now coating my boobs with the oil, still watching her, watching as she now pinches her nipples and pulls on them, even twisting them almost painfully. I mean it's not like I haven't done that myself, or that a few guys I've dated haven't either, but admittedly, it felt different, doing it the way she did, emulating her movements. Before long, she's sitting there panting, just as I am. And then, much to my surprise, mom came!"

"Damn!" I exclaimed, just trying to imagine it. My own mother, having an orgasm in front of my sister, even though all she'd really done was fondle her own breasts.

"Yeah, that's what I thought too. And funny enough, after she had, I still tried to, but I just quite couldn't get there. And then because it was taking so long, and because you were due home any minute, I finally gave up. After which, mom said that perhaps if the opportunity presented itself, she'd try showing me again, only this time...she'd do it, if I wanted her to. Oddly enough, the opportunity never did come again, and we never brought the subject up again either, so I didn't pursue it or think about it until after I'd returned home again. But...there was something about it that told me mom would have been more than willing to do more, or at least I thought so at the time anyway. So who knows...maybe?"

"Maybe what?" Mandy said walking into the kitchen just catching the tail end of our conversation. She was dressed in her warm flannel pajamas again, though this time they actually looked sexy on her, especially the way her breasts moved beneath them as she walked over to the table and sat down joining us. She immediately saw Collette's fully exposed breasts and lifted her eyebrows.

"Obviously, the two of you have been having an interesting conversation, so what's up?"

Collette and I then filled her in on everything we'd just shared and talked about while she listened.

"They really are a couple of horny old farts aren't they?" she said teasingly.

"What makes you say that?" I had to ask. "Why...what have you seen or heard?" We both asked.

"Well, remember last summer? I came home for a visit with mom and dad. I'd gotten some unexpected time off, so decided to make the best of it. Unfortunately, that was the same week you'd gone off camping with your friends, which is why we never saw one another," she said looking at me. "Anyway, the second or third day I was here, I'd made plans to go to the bar that night with Charlene, my best friend in high school since she was still living here. We had agreed to meet, have dinner and catch up with one another. Which we'd started doing, up until the time that J.D. showed up."

"J.D.?" Collette asked.

"Oh yeah, you didn't know him, his name was actually Jim Daniels, though everyone called him Jack...because he loved to drink the stuff by the same name. Those who didn't call him that, simply called him J.D. Anyway, Charlene had always had a huge crush on him during high school, but at the time he was banging the head cheerleader, and didn't have eyes...or a cock for anyone else, well...as far as anyone else knew anyway. But...he'd always had a bit of a thing for Charlene too, always playing up to her. Needless to say, when he came into the bar and saw her sitting there with me, he came over. I could see she was anxious to go elsewhere with him rather than spend the evening with me, even though we'd planned it, so eventually I made up some excuse to leave, and ended up coming home early. Boy...was I in for a surprise when I did!"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah!" she said grinning at me. "I think the reason they didn't hear me come home early was because of where they were, and what they were doing. I'd come in through the front door for one thing and immediately came in here to the kitchen. I'd even called out, but didn't get any response. I walked over to there," she said pointing at the window that overlooked the back patio, "which is when I saw them," she grinned. "They were out on the porch, sitting in the swing, at least daddy was anyway," she chuckled further. "They were both naked, mom was on her knees kneeling in the grass in front of him, but as the chair swing was sitting at an angle to me, I could easily see the both of them, not to mention what they were doing. At first I thought about looking away, letting them have some privacy, but to be perfectly honest you guys...I couldn't help myself! I couldn't tear my eyes away!"

Collette had thrown all pretense to the wind at this point. While sitting there, she'd completely opened her bathrobe and now openly fingered herself listening to Mandy as she told her story. Already aroused enough as she was, as we both were, she proceeded to make no bones about what she was doing to herself as Mandy continued. Though Mandy too had taken notice of her sister, her own hand suddenly slinking down the loose fitting waistband of her flannel pajama bottoms.

"And I have to tell you Brian," she paused briefly interrupting herself, "I think daddy's prick is as big, if not even a little bigger than yours is, at least it sure as hell looked like it at the time, though I'd also have to say, I'd have to lay them side by side to be sure of course," she snickered wickedly.

Never mind that," I said anxiously, "continue the story!"

"So there mom is, going to town on daddy's dick, sucking away like crazy, stroking and jacking it while he's leaning back in the couch swing, moaning like mad, his legs totally stretched out to either side of her. I mean...I am fascinated standing there watching them, especially since they had no clue that I was. And the more I watched, the hornier I got of course, and before I even realized it, I was standing there fingering myself..."

"Sort of like you are now?" I teased her.

She laughed nodding her head. "Exactly! I mean...I'd actually caught them once before a few years back, but I really hadn't seen much, just enough to know what it was they were doing. But this...oh my god! This was entirely different. Daddy's dick looked so hard, so big and so fucking swollen! And there was mom, kneeling down in front of him, I mean she was sucking that thing like there was no tomorrow, but not only that, occasionally she'd like yank it off to one side, let it go...and then watch it slap back against his chest and sort of bounce around a little. Then suddenly she'd do it again, sometimes actually slapping it. Every time she did, daddy would groan pleasurably, asking her to do it again, which she'd very often do. By now, I was so horny myself that I couldn't see straight, and I needed something a hell of a lot bigger than my fingers. Looking around for something to satisfy my need, I remembered we'd eaten the last of the bananas that morning. But then I remembered we had something else, so I hurriedly opened the fridge, found what I was looking for, and began using that."

"Which was?" I had to ask.

"A big, long, thick, nasty looking cucumber!" Mandy giggled unashamedly. "So now...here I am standing at the window trying to shove that thing up myself, when I look back out just in time to see mom standing up, wiping off her mouth. She'd just taken daddy's load by the looks of it. He's still sitting in the chair swing, eyes closed with this silly-assed grin on his face, even his toes were curled, but what I then saw, as mom did, was me standing there looking at her, and her...looking at me."

"Oh my god!" Collette giggled. "Did she know? I mean obviously she must have known you'd seen them...but, did she..."

"Know what I'd been doing? I'd have to say yes, but before I tell you how she figured it out by herself, let me set the rest of it up for you. So...like I said, try and picture all this. For a moment we're both just standing there looking at one another, mom naked licking her lips. She's like what? Two, maybe three feet away from the back door at the time? And there I am, my jeans and panties down around my ankles, I've got a cucumber sticking in my cunt, which I just barely manage to remove when she walks in. So now...there I am, this silly assed expression on my face, this humongous green vegetable in my hand, and even though it's no longer in my pussy, my jeans are still tangled around my feet, so like...yeah, I'm pretty sure she knew what I'd been doing with it."

"Holy fuck! What happened then?" I asked wanting to laugh, but at the same time aroused as hell just hearing all this.

"Nothing."

"Nothing?"

"Well, not really...not like I was expecting anyway. So all I can think of to do is sort of lay the cucumber back into the sink, now I'm doing this with my pants down...and then I sort of reached down, pulling them up as mom walks over to the table and sits down. She's sitting there with this silly assed expression on her face while I do this. Meanwhile, daddy's recovered, and so quite naturally, he walks in, though of course he has no idea I am there at the time. Luckily, by then, I've pulled up my jeans and panties, so he doesn't see or know what I was doing, though of course I'm now standing there looking at him. At least he didn't have an erection, only sort of...you know, kind of like the way yours looks after you've just tossed off a nice load. So it's still sort of full, just not hard. But he's cool about it I guess, not really embarrassed, I mean after all, it's their home, and it's me who came home earlier than expected interrupting their fun. All he says is, "Oh...you're home early!"

"That's it?" Collette asked.

"Yeah, that's it! Mom now stands up, winks at me and grabs daddy's hand, and then leads him out of the kitchen up the stairs to their room where they obviously finished things up after that. But the funny part...the really funny and interesting part was the very next day."

"Yeah? What?"

"Well, as you know during the summer, mom and dad both don't feel like cooking, especially as hot as it usually gets. So...also as usual, mom had just made a really big Chef's salad."

"Oh no!"

"Oh yes!" Mandy said actually blushing. "And daddy says, 'This is really good honey, the cucumber is especially crisp and tasty, what did you do different this time than you've done before?' he asks her."

"Oh, nothing really. Just added a few new things here and there, though I thought you might enjoy the special sauce I included with it this time," she says actually looking across the table at me, and then she winked!"

"Oh my god! You've got to be kidding me! She really did that?" Collette asked.

"Yeah, she really did. We even laughed about it afterwards when we were cleaning up, though she assured me she'd actually washed it before using it, and that she really hadn't done anything differently than she normally did. I'm not honestly sure I believed her though, there was just something about the way she looked at me during dinner that made me wonder if she honestly didn't serve it that way. I mean not like there was a whole lot of pussy juice that would have actually altered the flavor of it or anything...but just the thought you know?"

By now Collette and I were both laughing hysterically, as Mandy joined us doing the same. And even though we were, I was hard as a fucking rock, and hornier than ever. When the phone rang a second later, we all jumped. We'd been sitting there at the table for well over an hour now.

"Hello? Mom? You guys made it ok?" I asked after scrambling for the phone a second or so later. "Ok good...glad you did, no...still coming down outside, not as bad as it was, but still snowing yes. "Huh? Oh...sure," I glanced at my watch, it was already well past eleven. "Ok, well...if it gets too much worse, might be best if you two actually did spend the night then rather than try and make it back tonight," I told her. "No sense taking any unnecessary chances," I added receiving her assurance that they wouldn't. I soon after said good-bye and hung up the phone.

"Well?" Mandy asked.

"Well, they made it safely into town, but I guess it's getting a lot worse there, and they haven't even started to get anything yet. Dad dropped mom off at the grocery store to do the shopping, and he's headed over to the GS to see about getting a new generator. But by the sounds of it, they might very well end up spending the night there. Mom said the news is all over town, worse storm they've seen in nearly thirty years, and it's only expected to get worse!"

**

As thought to confirm all that, it wasn't more than a half hour later when it really started coming down again, even worse than it had the day before. If it continued, we'd easily get another four or five feet to the five feet on the ground we already had. The fact that the lights had already flickered on and off once, was an additional warning that we needed to make preparations in the event they went off for good just the way they had last night. Though we had plenty of dry wood outside, I had no desire to get up in the middle of the night and traipse outside to get it. I soon began hauling in more than enough wood to see us through the night, replenishing what we had already used, plus quite a bit more. As I did that, Mandy and Collette went about fixing sandwiches for dinner in the event we lost all power to cook with. If anything, they'd be available for lunch, or even dinner tomorrow if dad didn't have the generator up and operating by then.

This time we'd ran around placing candles where they might be needed ahead of time, in addition to placing fresh batteries in the two flashlights we had. Once we'd pretty much gotten things squared away, it was time to sit down, relax, and hopefully, or at least I hoped...pick up where we'd all sort of left off earlier.

By four o'clock, it was already starting to get dark, and we fervently hoped mom and dad would decide to spend the night rather than try and make it back. Outside the storm raged on, getting worse and worse with the wind howling picking up in intensity. And of course, sure enough...the lights went out.

I had just gotten an even warmer fire going when I turned around just in time to see Collette walk into the living room where we were, carrying three wine glasses and a bottle of wine with her when she did. She was entirely naked when she did so.

"Aren't you cold?" I asked looking up at her, but suddenly finding myself a couple of degrees warmer just by looking at her.

She glanced down at her rock hard nipples. "No...not really," she smiled. "Though I still am horny!" she added.

"Obviously!" I commented, though so too was I.

Just then, Mandy came walking down the stairs holding the other flash light in front of her in order to see by. She too was naked, though I noticed as she approached she was holding something in her hand, though I hadn't as yet made out what it was.

"Did I not get the memo?" I asked trying to make a joke at my sister's double nudity. Obviously, the exact same, or nearly identical conditions from the previous night had gotten them both aroused when thinking about it. Though it wasn't as though either one of them would need to convince me, they'd obviously been discussing it previous to this, and had planned accordingly.

"Guess what I found?" Mandy giggled, waving whatever the hell it was she held in her hand back and forth like a dog shaking a stick.

"Where the hell did you get that from?" Collette said laughing as she realized what it was even before I did.

"Mom and dad's secret naughty stash," she said almost whispering as though someone might hear her.

"That's wicked," Collette said walking up to my sister, grabbing her boob as she did so. "Let me see it. I can't believe mom actually has one of these...and why?" she wondered aloud. "I mean, aren't they generally meant to be used by two people?" she openly wondered. Only then did I realize what it was she was actually holding on to.

"Holy crap! No way! You don't suppose?" I found myself asking.

"Who knows? Maybe she does have a female friend, who are we to know anyway? But even if she doesn't, it's entirely possible she just enjoys using it all by herself, or...maybe."

"EEEEUW," Mandy said once again. "Don't even go there," she told her sister. "That's not something I'm sure I want to think about. I mean...seeing mom give daddy a blow-job, or even catching them fucking once like I had a few years ago is one thing...but not sure I'd care to find them locked together bum to bum if you know what I mean. I'd rather entertain the fact that maybe mom has a girlfriend she likes to play with from time to time, and let it go at that."

"Doesn't that bother you that she might?" I actually asked.

"No, why should it?" she shot back. "I mean its ok for you to think about Collette and mom watching one another in the bathroom, or even better...the three of us doing what we've recently done? But it's not ok for mom to have a friend to play with? Especially if daddy knows about it?" she asked.

I had to think about that. She was right. "No...I guess not," I said a bit sheepishly. "And you're right, who are we to judge...especially after last night," I finally admitted.

"Anyway," she said once again taking back the toy from her sister, waggling it provocatively, obscenely. "I thought it might be fun to try this tonight, always wanted to see what it was like, and so thought we could, provided Collette wants to," she stated. By the look in my older sister's eyes, she could hardly wait to get started.

Having gotten a really nice warm fire going, I now stripped out of my own clothing, especially as hot and as aroused as I now was. No longer embarrassed to display my erect manhood, I was almost proud of it as I tried waving it about enticingly so.

"Sorry sweetie, that will have to wait," Collette informed me. "As nice and hard as it might be, I'm with Mandy on this one...I'd really like to try this out, you know...fucking my own sister for the very first time really, if you think about it, and she me."

Ok, even I had to admit that was worth waiting for, and simply sat down, taking dad's chair, along with my freshly poured glass of wine. If nothing else, the atmosphere, the lighting, the somewhat sensual seductive wail of the wind outside, gave the whole room a really erotic feel to it as my beautifully naked sisters climbed onto the bed, and proceeded to lube one another up, doing one another, rather than themselves as they did so. Even that was horny as hell in watching. By the time they had, I was sitting there playfully teasing my cock, pinching the head, squeezing it, and milking out a nice droplet or three to use on myself, further enhancing my own masturbatory sensations.

Meanwhile, on the bed, they'd managed to couple themselves together on the double-dildo, now facing away from one another, ass to ass, each one gobbling up at least half of the enormous looking twin cock as they slowly began to rock back and forth fucking one another with it. But as hot as that looked all by itself, it was the free-swinging, sometimes gyrating rotation of their respective tits that was turning me on. As large as my sisters both were, just glancing over, seeing their beautiful breasts hanging down the way they were, swaying to and fro, colliding into one another as they very often did, had me wanting to erupt and spray juice all over them both, and we'd hardly even got started yet!

"Damn this feels good!" Collette cried out moments later. "No wonder mom got this!" She added

"Yeah, makes me wonder if she does have a friend on the side she can use this with, or if she even has?" Mandy asked, still humping herself against her sister, the slap of their respective asses as they came together getting louder and louder now, not to mention the way their tits began bouncing about even wilder than they had been.

"Oh my god! I think I'm gonna...gonna..."

"What? You going to cum already?" Mandy asked her sister, looking back over her shoulder towards her, though she hadn't slowed even one iota as she did that.

"Well yes that too, but I mean...I'm gonna squirt this time I think," she said, her face suddenly screwing up into a grimace.

"You're gonna what?" I said from my chair sitting up. "Had I heard her right? I mean, I'd heard the term, saw a few pic's of what I thought then to be faked photos of women appearing to be squirting these enormous fountains of water from out of their cunts, but I'd never considered it as being a real possibility, until now.

"I wanna see!" Mandy exclaimed still looking back.

"Well then...don't stop moving!" Collette all but demanded. "Because this one feels like I might!" she now added, which for me raised a whole bunch of questions I'd want to be asking later, though now was certainly not the time to be doing that.

"Oh yeah! Yeah! I am...it is! It is!" Collette all but screamed as whatever the differing sensation was she was now feeling, alerted her to the fact she was about to produce a pussy squirt. So much for myths! At least back then anyway.

As interesting as this was for me too, I stood up and walked over to the bed, wildly fisting my cock now as I did. As horny as I'd been all day, there was no doubt in my mind I would soon be shooting off a fairly sizeable load. I wasn't too worried about that either, I also knew, as horny as I was, and would be...it wouldn't be long before I was hard again, and more than capable of doing whatever else the girls decided they wanted me to do.

All at once, Collette cried out, the intensity of her orgasm overwhelming. As she came, and as she squirted, this sudden onrush of almost clear liquid seemed to explode from her cunt in a gush that even I could hear as I stood there. As for Mandy, she felt it, besides seeing it, still looking back at her sister as her pussy erupted.

"Fucking A!" She cried out, feeling it, sensing it, which seconds later triggered her own explosive, but not quite squirty little climax. In addition to the erotic slap of flesh against flesh, which I'd sat there listening to, I now heard the addition of more juice, more wetness than I think I'd ever heard before. The squishy, slippery, truly obscene sounding fluids as the girls continued fucking back against one another was simply too much for me to take. I felt what I knew was going to be one of the most intense orgasms of my entire life begin to race up the length of my shaft as I pointed it directly at my still fucking sisters.

And it would have been too, had the door not opened when it did.