The mention of the word had made Elle smile and I felt her teeth gently graze my skin before she flattened her lips again. As the suction increased, I groaned; letting myself get lost in the moment before collecting my thoughts.
“It can be so much more than a wedding,” I offered.
Tec smiled, interested in hearing more. Then, a knock on the door drew our attention… We didn’t rush to conceal what we’d been doing like we had in the past. Instead, we found ourselves lingering as we let each other go. Rolling away from the girls, I got to my feet and warned our visitor that we were naked.
“No worries, sir,” the cool Australian voice replied. “I have the package you requested.”
“Already?” I asked, only having told Natasha about my secret plan a few hours ago.
Collecting the large wooden box from Sky, she went off on her way and I turned back to my sisters. But, before I could show off my idea, I had questions to answer.
Elle’s jaw was practically on the floor. “You just walked up to her all naked and… Hard.”
“She’s seen me naked and hard before,” I declared matter-of-factly.
“Really?!” Tec gasped. “When?”
“Oh, here and there,” I shrugged. “She’s gay, so it’s all good.”
My sisters giggled, not believing what they’d seen and heard. For her part, Elle was encouraging. “It’s good that you trust her. And, hey, she sees that cock and she might not be so gay for long.”
“Yip,” Tec agreed, clambering onto her feet to deal with the next big mystery: the package Skylar came to deliver. “What’s in the box, bro?”
I smiled brightly, hoping that the contents were as requested. Setting the thing down on the bed, I opened the lid to reveal 12 precious stones — pairs of diamonds in six different cuts.
“WOW!” Elle cheered. “Is this for us?!”
I nodded. “Six sets for six continents. On Valentine’s Day, you girls can pick the first pair and we’ll set it into any jewellery you want.”
Tecla hugged me from the side, nuzzling into my neck. “This is so sweet, bro.”
“So, we’re gonna travel the world and get hitched on each continent?” Elle asked, closely inspecting the diamonds, but too weary to touch them.
“Exactly,” I confirmed, “but we’re not going to call it getting hitched… Instead, I want each celebration to be just the three of us, taking time together to do something magical. No ceremonies. Nothing formal.”
“But still romantic,” Elle completed, rising to her feet to hug me from my other side.
Tecla added, “And still in pretty white dresses.”
We were now in a sibling group-hug that felt warm and wonderful. It was of a sentimental type — an embrace that you’d never leave if you could. While we held that pose, I continued to explain my plans.
“Here in Vegas, I want us to start by each committing something to the relationship. It can be a physical thing or a promise; abstract or material.”
Tecla nodded. “And exchanging those will be our first step — the first of six. We’ll set two of the diamonds into the rings I bought for me and Elle, and that’ll be our start.”
“Perfection,” our sister agreed, letting her fingers run down my chest as she felt my warm body against hers. “Now, we just need to decide what to get each other.”
Feeling things getting friskier, I gripped the girls’ taut little asses and pulled them closer to me with a growl. “I love it when a plan comes together.”
The twins giggled as their knees began to bend; almost as if cosmic forces were driving them down. After all, it was the most primal of urges — the desire of a little sister to please her big brother, or a lover to reward romantic gestures.
It wasn’t long before both girls submitted to inevitability and sank to their knees, lining their lips up with my cock. They’d never shared a blowjob before, not really, and this also wasn’t going to be the first time. But Tecla knew her sister wanted to take the lead, so she was willing to backseat-drive.
“C’mon, sis,” she encouraged. “Show me what you got…”
Elle’s competitive streak took hold and she didn’t think twice about wrapping her lips around my cock. Plunging ahead, she twisted her head with the forward motion and made my back arch in pleasure. But the speed was too much too soon — the depth too ambitious — and my cock popped free from my sibling’s warm mouth almost as fast as it had entered.
Tecla teased, “Amateur. I bet I could take it all in one go.”
“No, you can’t,” Elle insisted. “It’s too big for either of us.”
Shaking her head, Tec was defiant, “Nope. I can take all of it down my throat. Want me to show you?”
Frowning, Elle was getting ready to prove a point. Without a moment’s hesitation, she wrapped her hand around my cock, flattened her lips, extended her tongue and started guiding the firm shaft steadily into her mouth. I simply stood still, letting my body register the pleasure as my sister took more and more of me into her warmth and the ever-increasing tightness.
Letting her hands brace her body, dropping them to the floor, Elle now pushed her head forward until I could feel myself press against the entrance to her throat. She pushed and pushed and pushed, gagging as she pulled away; breathless, but not defeated.
“That was close,” Tecla cheered. “You almost had it.”
Elle nodded, gripping my cock again as she gently stroked and angled it. She wanted to line it up perfectly, arching her back a little to get the perfect approach. This time, she opened her mouth wide and her lips hardly touched me as she made another attempt at getting her big brother all the way down her throat. It was only when I was about to cross the barrier that she made the seal — wrapping her full feminine lips around my skin as she pushed past her limit.