We laid together, where we all belonged, breathing deep, and basking in each other’s
body.
“You DID miss me, didn’t you?” Chrissie joked. “Perhaps you two should go off together more often!”
“Not a chance, darling. Okay, we had an eventful time, but no, it’s so much better here with you. Together,” I smiled, and Emily agreed wholeheartedly with me.
“It’s been a long day for you both, so why not sleep? Then I’ll make a special homecoming dinner tomorrow, all right?” Chrissie asked.
We soon fell into deep, warm sleep, Ems’s and my hands entwined on Chrissie’s stomach, hers on top of ours.
Chapter 79
Chrissie Wobbles and Sorting Janet
Emily and I woke early, the jet lag catching up, no matter how tired we were. We slipped quietly from the toasty bed, and secretly walked to the bathroom.
“How did you sleep, Tom?” she asked.
“Off and on, actually. My head is awash with so many things right now. We need to talk through so much tonight, though. And you? Everything good?” I asked.
“The same as you, darling. I’m…so excited about everything. It will be hard to concentrate on what needs doing today, though. We really did miss Chrissie, didn’t we?” she sighed.
“More than I imagined, really. Don’t get me wrong, Ems, I loved our time alone. I always do, but it’s only then that I realise how much our lives are entwined. I never saw any of this happening,” I sighed, wistfully.
We gently washed, our slippery gelled bodies sliding across each other. I fell to my knees, generously washing her ass, and crevice, my tongue lashing her bottom. I turned her around, and lifted one leg over my shoulder, her back pressed against the wall. I grasped her butt, and brought her to my mouth, my tongue slithering through her labia, parting her lips. I felt her hands on my head, her hips gently rocking onto my lips, as my tongue collected her juices, and swallowed. I nudged my nose into her clit, rubbing it around her hidden nub, my sneaky fingers prodding her little bud. I could hear her tiny moans of, “Yes, Tom…Mmmm…yes,” as she tilted her groin onto me. I licked her stiff clit, sucking it into my mouth, my tongue playing with it. I could feel her hips mashing into my face, her sap flowing over me, as she grabbed my head, cumming on my mouth. I gripped her ass tighter as she spurted her orgasm over me. Emily wiped her muggy cunt over my face, her scent goading me on. I held her tight ’til her body went limp, slowly falling to the shower floor. I held her in my arms, kissing her hair, face, and lips.
“My God, Tom,” she breathed deep. “You’re…so…bad!” she chuckled, and kissed me. “Thank you, sweetie,” she moaned, holding me tight against her chest.
We laid on the floor for another ten minutes, turned the water off, dried each other off, and crept back to our bed. Emily looked at the clock. It was only just after five-thirty. I saw her arch her eyebrows, and cock her head towards the sleeping Chrissie. I shrugged my shoulders, and smiled. With the most delicious look on her face, she pulled up the sheet at the bottom of the bed, and slid, head first, beneath, her shapely ass the last thing I saw. I wished I had my camera now. Ems’ body was bunched up between Chrissie’s legs, but all I could see was her sleeping, peaceful face, her hair dishevelled and suggestive.
I could make out the faint outline of Emily’s head lazily bobbing up and down. Chrissie’s legs began to stir, rubbing each against the soft cover sheet. With each languid move, her legs rose up, her feet planted on the mattress, knees bent. I laid down next to my sister, gently fondling her breasts. I wanted her to wake up slowly, adding to the sensations Ems was giving her.
“Mmmm,” she weakly moaned. “What…?” she sighed, her eyes slowly opening.
“Morning, darling,” I whispered, and kissed her lips gently.
“Tom?… What’s…uuuuuugh!” she groaned, the answer to her question now apparent, as she lifted her hips, sinking her pussy into Ems’ mouth.
“Relax, darling woman…Just take it, kitten,” I hushed, kissing her again.
She had both hands on Ems’ head, holding her tight against her. My fingers swept
across her nipples, teasing them to life, but not grasping either. I leant to Chrissie’s ear, and murmured, “I love you, darling,” and placed my hand on her entire breast, gently squeezing, and fondling the small orb. Chrissie was moving her hips around Emily’s face, her tight little ass lifting off the bed, and onto her eager mouth.
“Cum for us, kitten. Cum in your Emily’s mouth,” I teased.
“Ohhh, Tom…my…beauti–” and she came. She lifted her pelvis, her breath short, gasping as she gushed her secretions all over Ems’ face. I wanted to pull back the sheet so I could watch, but my hands wouldn’t move from her hair or breast. We kissed breathlessly, as if I could feel every lunge of her pussy. I smiled as I watched her move Ems’s head around her sloshy cunt, my cock remembering precisely what Emily had done to me thirty minutes ago.
She pushed Ems’ head away from her sated cunt, and she crawled up Chrissie’s body, her face smiling, and soaked when she poked it out from beneath the sheet. Chrissie and I giggled. Emily crawled up to us, first kissing me harshly, my sister’s taste invigorating. She pulled away, leaned over to Chrissie, whispered, “Morning, darling,” and kissed her just as eagerly.
They broke apart, Ems falling to her chest, Chrissie holding her close. She began to cry. God knows why, but…
“What? What’s wrong, darling?” I asked.
“You…you won’t laugh at…me?” she asked.
“C’mon. You should know by now. I…we don’t do that. What’s wrong?” I asked.
“Nothing, Tom. Everything is just so…wonderful!” she sighed. “I…I wasn’t sure if things may have changed since you went away. You know…maybe you didn’t want me anymore,” she cried, the tears streaming.
Emily and I looked at each other, dumbfounded.
“Where is this coming from, darling? C’mon. You should know by now it’s ALL of us! Behave, Chrissie. I love you. Ems loves you. You do know we’re only here because of you?” I chuckled.
“Chrissie,” Emily said. “This works because of you, honey. We wouldn’t be here without you,” she said.
“I know. I really do, but…it could happen,” she sighed, Emily and I both realising this was the first hint of any insecurity or jealousy. I guess it had to happen at some point.
“Chrissie? Listen, okay? We’re all terrified that a partner will find someone ‘better’ than us, right? But this, this love, this life, cannot be torn apart by anyone. You’re my fucking sister, for God’s sake! You have to believe in what we have, darling. We all need to. We all have the same fears, right? We’re still so early into this. These feelings will creep up, okay? I only hope that Emily and I show you, every day, how much we care for you…and each other! You! Get it?” I asked, hoping I had explained myself.
“I know…I do. I think I’m just a bit subby, and emotional right now. I know you won’t leave, Tom, Em. I do know that. Sorry,” she sighed, and kissed us both.
Emily and I looked at each other, but all I could do was shirk my shoulders, my eyes asking, ‘Is everything okay’? She shook her slowly, ‘yes’.