POV: Julie

I walked into the bathroom. 'Oh, shit, Abby, you're in the shower again? Sometimes you shower twice a day, and there's no hot water left. And you're a messy woman, you have all your clothes all over the floor, and neither one of your brothers seems to care. I know they love you, but damn. You've been here for a month, and you're driving Vanessa and me nuts.'

"Oh, hey, Julie," she said, opening the shower door. "Would you happen to have another towel, I forgot one."

I sighed. "No, I just have this one around me."

"Well, would you mind?"

"Well, there aren't any clean towels at the moment, someone needs to do the laundry. And, um, you've been showering a lot, so..."

She broke eye contact. "Okay, just give me that one, and I'll do the laundry as soon as I get dressed, fair enough?"

"But then I won't have a towel."

"Could you just wait an hour or two?"

I leaned my head back. 'You're so lucky I love your brother,' I thought, before I undid my towel and covered my tits with one arm.

"Oh, thank you," she said, taking it. "I appreciate it, and you don't have to cover up, we're both women."

I didn't uncover myself and just turned back to the door.

I went out there taking deep breaths, but ran into Vanessa. "Okay, sis, I'm not gonna beat around the bush, Abby needs to go."

"Is that why you're naked out here in the hallway?"

"Yes, smart-ass," I groaned, walking past her. "Come on."

She followed me to my room and I went to my dresser to fish out some clothes. "Okay, this is bullshit, sis. Abby doesn't cook anything, doesn't clean up after herself, and I ask her to do the laundry, and it nearly seemed like I was asking for a kidney. I had the last towel because she can't do the laundry beforehand, and she still pleads with me to give her the last one."

"Yeah, I agree, and we both knew to respect each other's sexual needs, but she always has the boys doing something. Either they're out seeing some chick flick they said they'd watch with us, or doing something else with her. She took a semester off to be closer to them, but come on anyway. I know she's their sister and they love her, but damn. It was so much better without her here. We knew it'd be a headache having her living here with us, but still, it's like they are just dandy with her being inconsiderate," she rambled as I got dressed.

"I know, and I've had just about enough of it. We wanted her to like us, but it doesn't seem like she wants us to like her. At least I love you to death and don't mind having sex in the same place, but it's weird with her just right outside the door on the couch. I feel like John is purposefully holding back his orgasms just to not alert her. I understand not screaming, but it's like he's committing a crime. It's just a cumshot, not a gunshot."

So, we seemed to agree, she needed to go. There was still an uphill battle to convince her brothers, though. We stayed in the room for a little while because the boys were gone. After a half hour, we both went out there.

"You see, sis, she didn't pick up her dirty clothes, and let's go see if she did the laundry," I said, going towards the basement. "Nope, she left and didn't do it even though she said she would. This is bullshit, and no excuse for it."

"So, what do we do? If she doesn't give a shit, then she doesn't. We already know John and Markus are gonna side with her all the way. And, shit, I didn't think about this yet, what if they propose to us? Are we supposed to say yes even though she's a slob and they can't seem to tell her to cut the shit?"

"I don't know, sis, maybe we should just talk to her, you know, woman to woman. I mean, if both guys are like her slaves or something, we gotta stop it. Yes, I've noticed everything, and want John to fuck me like he did before she showed up, but still, I think this is a delicate situation. They both love getting their dicks sucked, maybe we should give them more or something."

"No, that's the wrong incentive, that's like rewarding them for letting her get away with crap."

"Well, I mean it's like fighting fire with fire. We want to have more sex with them and have them get over the stigma of doing it in the same house with her here. So, maybe the most obvious solution is the solution," she theorized, coming to me. "You're my sister, and we're dating brothers, and let's face it, if it can't work with one of us, it's not gonna work for the other. It's like a submarine, both of us have to turn the key. So, what do you say?"

"Just come at them like horny sexed-up women and demand we keep fucking until they can't cum another drop, Julie?"

"Maybe, I don't know. We can't just be like 'Get the fuck out, Abby. We're sick of your shit.' We gotta be nice about it, and at least really get the boys to understand."

"Maybe, yes, but maybe there's something else we could do to really grease their wheels to at least get them to see our point."

"What are you talking about, Vanessa?"

She took a deep breath and pecked my cheek. "How about we swap partners?"

"What, hell no," I whined, pushing her. "You can't be serious. You think you should have sex John and you should do it with Markus?"

"Why not? Let's just haul out the heavy artillery and show them we mean business. If they both get to cum on the other sister's tits, they'd have to talk to her. They'd be getting one hell of a reward. And it's not like we'd be evicting her from our lives, just out of our house. You're right, she's driving me apeshit too. I've been trying to be cool, but you're right. So, if you have a better idea, I'm all ears."

She sighed and shot me a dirty look. "This doesn't mean it's a good idea, but no, I don't have a good idea to try. So, what, we tell them we'd like the other one to get into our panties tonight?"

"I think we should use more words, but something like that. Maybe we don't even have to just have hardcore 'fuck the shit out of us' sex, but something down from that. Maybe they'd even be more than happy getting blow jobs from us. Maybe just let them see our boobs, and then have them shoot our racks, you know? She's gonna be gone, tonight, and was so busy, she couldn't be bothered to do a load of laundry. So, I say let's make a move, and try to stop this horseshit now. I love you, and you love me. We trust each other, and if nothing else, we'll have the sexy memories of fucking each other's boyfriends. We're both attractive, so it's not like it'll be hard to convince them."

"Wait a minute, I thought we were just giving them head?"

"Well, let's see where things go, but if you're not on board, then we can forget it right now. I just don't see a better way, we had them to ourselves mostly and knew how to work around each other, but she's like a roadblock, and she's siphoning our gas too."

I didn't know what to think about her weird suggestion, but it was something. Sure enough, she knew what buttons to press to get me thinking, and she knew she did when I sat down on the bed.

"So, what do you think? You've never seen John's cock, but it's big and I'm sure you'd have fun fitting it into your mouth."

"Sis," I bitched, pushing her.

"What, it's true. And I know Markus has a big one."

"What, have you seen him?"

"No, but I know he keeps you satisfied, and heard him moaning one right before she moved in, Vanessa. I'm pretty sure if we use our mouths in that way, we can get them to do anything. We give them a taboo taste of pleasure, and we're golden."

"I think that's wishful thinking at best, but fine, Julie. I'm up for it if you think it could work, but we're not gonna get jealous of each other. I mean, this is a rabbit hole we've never gone down before, so if you're sure. I mean if your boyfriend cums more on my moneymakers than yours, you'll be fine?"

"Yes, and I'm sure," she maintained, coming back to me. "Because I love you more than life itself, and let's face it, if we can get them to propose, it's not like Mom and Dad would be mad. We haven't even told them we're seeing someone or that we moved in with them. So, let's not just stop with 'Hey, we're living with our boyfriends together.', let's aim for 'We're getting married.', okay?"

"Wait a minute, before Mom and Dad even meet them, you want rings on our fingers?"

"Okay, let's at least get super serious, sound better?"

"Okay, but we're doing it alone, right, Vanessa?"

"Did you want to see me sucking your boyfriend's cock and him shooting my jugs, Julie?"

"No, but um, would you possibly think it's sexier if did it together, in front of each other?"

"Hold it, a minute ago, you were against it, but now you're asking that?"

"Okay, maybe I thought about it, and you see your point. Now if we make it spicer, and more loving not only between us, but them too, would it make them want to marry us more?"

"And now you're gung ho on that prospect too, huh?"

"Oh, come on, like you haven't thought about it. We're both getting fucked by brothers in the same house, and we're already living with them too. If we get that comfortable with each other, maybe too, we don't have to be so secretive with our sex lives. Not that we'd want front-row seats to each other's sexcapades, but you know, we won't have to keep it so down, and we can walk around underdressed or something."

"It sounds like you've thought about it too, but okay, if we're jumping ahead, if they propose, someone is gonna have to move out, though."

"Fuck it, we'll cross that bridge when we get to it, let's just do it, and see what happens. So, how about we not just give them blow jobs, but fuck them? Dirty, sexy, and taboo sex with their soon-to-be sisters-in-law. If we're gonna do this, let's go big, cumshots and all. If they see we're serious, maybe they won't be embarrassed to get their johnsons out in front of each other. So, it was your idea to give them blow jobs, but I expanded it. You're right, we love each other, and we're never gonna have any other siblings, so let's go for it all the way. If you don't want it, then say so now."

"I'm game if you are, sis. I could marry John, have him knock me up five times, but I'm still gonna love you the most. I could see him cover your entire body in his seed, and I'd still love you more than Def Leppard," she told me, coming really close to me. "We might be fraternal twins, but I still imagine you have a grand rack to cover."

"Julie, I love you, but you're making it weird."

"Sorry," she said, backing away. "Oh, that must be them, let's get them in here and their pants off them."

Sure enough, once I heard that, I shook and had second thoughts. Even though I liked the idea two minutes ago, Vanessa certainly ran with it once I made my suggestions.

After a minute, we heard the door open and we caught a glimpse of them. "There you are," she said, coming to John.

I did the same with Markus, and we kissed them. Sure enough, I felt my heart beating like hell, and I didn't know what to think, but she was giving me a lusty look. I had mixed feelings, but ultimately let her win because I loved her.

"So, do you two have anything planned for tonight?"

They both peeked at each other.

"Shit, is this an anniversary or something?"

"No," we both answered.

They both had sighs of relief.

"Good, because we do have plans, with you two that is," she told them, glancing at both of them.

"Okay, did you want to double date or something?" John pondered.

"Well, maybe afterward we can, but we'd like to bounce an idea off you."

"Okay, what?" John wondered, raising his eyebrows.

She looked at me again and pulled me to her. I wasn't sure what she was doing, but I let her lead the way. She got behind me and pushed me towards John a tad, but not enough to touch him just yet.

"Um, what are you doing, Julie?" Markus asked.

She came to him and got close. "You know, things are getting serious now between us, wouldn't you two agree?"

"Um, sure," they uttered.

"Would you like to kiss us?" she asked.

"What, you mean the sisters we're dating?" John questioned, backing away.

"Come on, sis, show them we mean business," she whined, moving her head toward them.

I took in a deep breath and moved my head towards Markus. From one second to the next, we both kissed one another's boyfriends. Sure enough, we caught them off guard, but neither of them disliked this turn of events.

We both felt their necks or shoulders and made it count too. Just as expected, I felt the bulge in Markus's pants coming, and he shook a bit too. I certainly helped, but neither of us said a word for over two minutes and just kissed them.

It was fucked up, but it appeared to be working so far. Nevertheless, there were a lot more hurdles to jump over. I couldn't look at Vanessa and John, but I took Markus's palms on placed them on my butt too.

After those two-plus minutes, I gradually parted my lips. "Did you like that, Markus?"

"Yes, it was hot, Julie. I'm sorry, but what the fuck is going on?"

Vanessa giggled and parted her lips too. "How about you two sit down and find out while my sister and I get down on our knees in front of you."

They had no problem with that, but I was still nervous. It was her idea, but I expanded it, and I still couldn't just jump off that bridge all of a sudden. Once I witnessed her taking out Johns's cock, I reluctantly followed suit.

"Oh, that's a big one, John," she muttered, wrapping her hands around it. "It's so big, no wonder my sister likes locking you up in your bedroom with her."

"Um, okay, I'm still lost, but you have soft hands, Vanessa."

"And so do you, Julie," Markus added.

They appeared to be melting and loved the results. Sure enough, I still had to let Vanessa be the ringleader. We both gave them slow, but pleasurable hand jobs for a moment. They just stayed back and accepted the unexpected thrills.

I felt sweat going down my body and felt my heart getting ready to break free from my chest. Still, I felt somewhat better as time went on, but I couldn't let go of all the weird feelings. I made a lot of eye contact with Markus, and we kissed each other a few times too.

"Damn, you're hot, Julie."

"What about me, dude?" Vanessa whined.

"So are you, Vanessa."

"Good, but do you think you might be even more dashing if you saw her boobs, Markus?"

His eyes widened, and he peeked back at me. She practically dared me to show off my rack, so I just took off my top.

"Are those nice melons, sis, now get up with her, Markus, and bring your hands to her back. You take my bra off all the time, so it shouldn't be an issue."

He nodded and followed her command. Sure itself, it was wrong and taboo, but still rather hot too. Once he had my bra off, I released his cock and let him take it off me. I didn't waste any time getting his hands on them, and my hands back on his pecker.

I noticed Vanessa and John did the same thing, and we had mutual moments together. We didn't speak or look away, but relished each other for the time being. Sure enough, neither of us could be sure how long they could hold their loads, but we were gonna find out.

Both of them moaned somewhat and shook, but made sure to keep themselves contained. Nevertheless, they were still having too much fun to hold out forever. We both used some good grips on their johnsons and waited them out.

I couldn't be sure how much sex Vanessa had with Markus, but he seemed well trained just as I did the same for John. We all had to look over at our significant others and shoot lusty and loving looks from time to time too.

We also couldn't resist the urge to bring the heads of their cocks to our melons too and really make them feel our bundles of joy. As I knew Markus's wick was gonna end soon, I had to rub his wood even harder.

"I don't know what brought this on, but shit, I like it," John let out.

"No, love it, dumbass," Markus branded him. "May we kiss you two some more?"

"We're giving you hand jobs topless, yes you may kiss us," Vanessa answered, before kissing John.

I kissed Markus as well, and sure enough, they both proved to have things for us. They didn't speak, even after we parted our lips. After that, we both calmly pecked our way down to their dicks. Whether I liked it or not, I found the situation hot again and had to run with it.

"You love us both, right, boys?" Vanessa asked.

"Yes, oh, hell yes," they both muttered.

"Do you think your sister likes us?" Vanessa questioned.

"Um," they both whispered, peeking at each other.

"What, she doesn't?" I asked.

"Um, can we talk about this later?" John asked.

"Fine," we both repplied, before taking their pricks into our mouths.

"Oh," they both moaned, lying back and feleing our heads.

They couldn't let out any real words, but they didn't need to, though. They gave us the necessary results by loving having our lips around their members. I didn't peek at Vanessa and John, but I was sure they were enjoying themselves too.

I moved my lips up and down ever so slowly and felt the veins in his rod going nuts even just after twenty seconds. Once again, I couldn't be sure if he could hold his seed back, but by then, I didn't even care.

I closed my eyes and angled my head forward so I could get as much of his cock in my mouth as possible. I had a lot of practice with John getting too deep-throat him, so it was somewhat easy, but still nerve-racking though.

With him also caressing my head and moaning, I knew I was doing well. I wasn't about to get ahead of myself or let John and Vanessa distract me. I kept my hands down at the base of his wood and kept my eyes on the prize which was him shooting.

"Holy shit, I love your girlfriend, dude, she's awesome," Markus complimented me, fondling my head,

"And so is yours. I guess you're both blow job queens, I mean that in a nice way."

We both had to giggle and peek at each other for a second. That did make us more comfortable, so we both released their schlongs and smiled at one another. They knew not to speak either as we had a moment.

She blew me a kiss and I returned the favor, but then we went back to their peckers and sucked the life out of them. They both had to stay down and accept our thrills. With us in such giving moods, they were set and they'd agree to anything by time we were done.

Markus had about the same size cock as John, so it wasn't much of a physical challenge, but sure enough, the mental spike was awesome. I knew the tricks from John and used them on Markus. Not that I wanted him to fall for me, but still wooed him.

Even if I couldn't see him, I pictured him taking in all the gratification and dealing with it in the moment too. I wanted to know just what it felt like to have a dick and get it sucked, but I knew it had to be wonderful judging by the reactions from both men.

I knew from experience with John, that he could hold his load for quite a while, but still show signs of losing it. So, I just waited him out and relished the results like nothing else. I was half naked, but still sweating my ass off.

I felt my heart beating a million miles and the adrenaline surging throughout my body too. I fought with myself not to bite his cock, but he was getting harder by the second. I swear his johnson was getting bigger by the second.

"Yes, make those slurping sounds too, ladies, yes, that's what we want to hear. Get our dicks all lubed up and ready to go down your throats too," John let out.

Neither of us said a word and just kept going on them. They were both moaning and that only made us want to deep-throat them a little more. So, we pushed our lips down even further and certainly got the right results.

"Oh, shit, I want to kiss you again, Julie," Markus let out, pulling me to him.

"Gladly, hunk," I called him, stroking his member.

He felt my buttcheeks as we made out for a moment, but Vanessa kept going on John.

"Damn, every part of you is flawless, John is one lucky man."

"Thank you, Markus," I said, before kissing him again. "Dare I ask, do you love me too?"

"I'm supposed to say yes, right?"

"Yes," both John and Vanessa let out.

"Then yes, I do."

I blew him a kiss and went back down to his cock once again. I took it back into my mouth and made him moan too.

"Dude, you better hold onto her, John."

"Right back at you, Markus."

We both giggled and sucked the life out of their johnsons. Sure enough, we had them on the hook and they weren't about to shake us to save their lives. We got into it and ran with it all. Sure enough, we bonded as sisters a little bit, even if it was in the weirdest way possible.

"Oh, Vanessa, I gotta cum," John let out.

I had to them for a few seconds as she rose, but then she came to me. "I'm gonna make your boyfriend shoot my moneymakers."

I nodded and surely followed her command. It was weird, but strangly erotic, though. I never got so close to my sister's jugs like that, but yet, I had John's cock in my hand and I made him unleash his fierce load all over them.

I made him do that to my rack so many times before, but of course, it was quite the experience to have him splatter her boobs. I didn't even know how it was so hot, but yet, it was. I made him spew out five different shots, and he convulsed with each one.

"Oh, shit, that was good, Julie, you have wonder hands," he complimented me, before kissing me.

"I know, thank you, but I gotta finish your brother now," I told him, before going back to Markus's pecker.

I sucked on it as hard as I could right away, and sure enough, John couldn't resist the urge to spend some more quality time with Vanessa. I noticed he sat down again and she got on top of him.

"Don't you dare cum inside her, John, I'll fuck you up beyond repair."

"I got it, Markus," John let out as I heard his hands plop on Vanessa's flesh.

I could only guess it was her butt, but I focused myself on making Markus cum. I wanted my own cumshot, and I was gonna get it. I felt my lips getting tired, but I wasn't about to stop. He locked his load, but I was getting the key.

"Oh, I love these titties, Vanessa," I heard John moan.

I giggled, but again, I didn't look at them. I just ensured him scrubbing my head and shaking like he was having a seizure. Sure enough, he made it a challenge and made me love it. He even made me angle my head towards him, and we exchanged eye contact for a few seconds.

Neither of us said a word, but our eyes said everything and more. He was looking to give me that seed soon, but he seemed to be stubborn. Yet, I didn't mind and worked for it. I worked up such a big sweat, and my heart felt like it wanted to break out, but I loved it again.

I knew his cock was getting meatier and even longer in the process. I knew I was also getting higher than the sky too, but I was certain my mouth worked some real magic on it. Vanessa didn't say a word, but I was sure she was watching.

Just from one second to the next, he gently pushed my mouth off his cock and brought my face to his. "Make me shoot your hooters while I kiss you," he moaned, before pasting his lips to mine.

Sure enough, I couldn't resist that, he must've had that seed locked and loaded because he didn't delay the spewing. I couldn't see it, but felt it rather well, and moved his wood somewhat. I couldn't get every single square inch of my rack, but most of it.

"Oh, thank you, Markus," I muttered, backing away. "Damn, you must love me, huh?"

He nodded and switched places with me.

He did it quickly and surprised me, so he had me wooing a bit. "That's a good assumption," he made clear, before going down on me.

"Holy shit, sis, you better hold onto him too," I let out, plopping my hands on his head.

"And you better hold onto John here, he knows just how to suck on nipples," she moaned, caressing John's head. "She taught you well."

I wanted to watch that, but Markus had me distracted, and I could barely even focus on breathing right. I felt like my lungs suddenly had giant weights on them just as Markus ate me out like a pro. He placed his palms on my thighs and feasted on my cunt.

I was shaking the couch, but they surely helped as Vanessa bounced up and down quite a bit. Even with John's mouth on her nipples, they still went for it. I still couldn't be worried about the prospect of him biting her nipple, though.

I felt Markus's tongue go all over my lips down there, and he wasn't going easy on me at all. So, he proved that he was either talented, my sister turned him into a sexual dynamo, or maybe both.

"Oh, yes, stick that tongue into my snatch right in front of your brother and my sister," I moaned, fondling his head.

"You're lucky I love you, sis, or I'd slap you," Vanessa giggled, before I felt her get off John.

I had to peek at her as she got down on her knees and took John's cock back into her mouth. She sucked her juice off his pecker and fed him eye contact, but I couldn't watch for more than twenty seconds.

Then Markus even brought my hands to his and we held them together as he perfect the art of pussy eating on me. I felt it be on fire and my juice was plummeting out like mad in the process. My beaver acted as the base of my vibrations, and he was going for me to be an earthquake.

I wanted to say so many other things, but he practically paralyzed me. I still took all the pleasure with a grain of salt, but he even tried to make me feel so good that my pussy went numb. Either way, it namely seemed like he was trying to make John look bad.

Even if he was, I enjoyed the perks and loved them like nothing else. Vanessa eventually got back on top of John again, but I had to open my eyes to see her riding him reverse cowgirl style.

"Hold me tight, and work up a big load again. I want it all because I can be just as kinky as my sister, so fuck me hard, John."

He couldn't formulate a response, but followed her command. I felt in heaven or something, but sure enough, it was somewhat of an illusion. Nevertheless, we were planning on getting as high as the sky before it was over.

I scrubbed Markus's head nonstop and made sure he knew how appreciated his pussy licking was. I still managed to pull him up to me from time to time to kiss him. I tasted my juice right off his lips every time and felt his cock once again.

"No wonder you always lock yourself in the bedroom with her."

He kissed me again and just went right back in there.

"Oh, shit, sis," I moaned, covering his head again. "I like this one a whole lot."

Then Vanessa suddenly got off John and leaned down towards him. "Do you like eating out my sister right in front of me, horndog?" she asked, before pecking his cheek.

"Well, it's fucked up, but we both love both of you," John replied, getting behind Vanessa. "If you're looking for something for this, you may just get it," he let out, before fucking her from behind.

I couldn't be sure how Vanessa was comfortable being so close to my bare pussy, but probably for the same reason I wasn't too worried either. She just watched her boyfriend go down on me all the while, she got fucked from behind by my boyfriend.

I could only gather she wanted them to get even closer in the process, but all of this was uncharted territory. Even with her being so close, he didn't go any easier on me. In fact, he even sucked on my lips down there and made me close my eyes.

"Fuck yes, sis, he's eating you out better than he eats me, so you better be enjoying this."

"I am, chciky, trust me," I moaned, before peeking at her.

She blew me a kiss, and I did the same. I thought it was just a sisterly gesture and didn't think anything more of it. If that wasn't enough, she even pulled him to her to kiss him. So, she got my juice right off his lips too.

"You better love me and my sister."

"I do, Vanessa," Markus made clear, before pulling me up to him. "I love you, Julie," he stated, prior to sitting down on the couch.

He pulled me back to him again and had me get on top of him. I wasted no time aligning my pussy with his cock and getting it in there deep. I rode him immediately and he grabbed my thighs.

"Good, now watch my flopping tits, it's alright, I won't slap you."

He nodded and the rich sex episode continued. We both heard the thrusting sounds and it only made it hotter for both of us. Needless to say, the constant moaning helped as well, so we all enjoyed each other and it seemed we all loved the taboo paradise.

We all worked up a big sweat and felt like to were losing it, but sure enough, it was worth it. Feeling the love for my sister too was life-changing. We exchanged eye contact several times, but didn't speak then.

I knew both of our cunts had to be used to their huge black dicks, but sure enough with this being so hot, we had to make them bigger, and therefore, it took bigger tolls on our slits. That wasn't about to stop us, though, we wanted to keep going until they needed to shoot again.

We had no idea how long they could go, but we were still up for it. We looked at each other more times then, than ever before in our lives. She even blew me another kiss, and I had to do the same.

"Oh, I like these boobs too, Vanessa," John moaned, reaching for them. "If my brother gets you pregnant, you'll at least have to let me feel them at least once."

"Sure, stud," she replied, peeking at him. "But he gets the same deal, got it?"

Both of them nodded in agreement and enjoyed us. The big elephant was the idea they could get us pregnant, but neither of us seemed unnerved by that. We knew they were both high like us, but still, it was something.

John felt me up as well and I kept them moving. Sure enough, he must've thought about them getting engorsed as well, but didn't want to compliment me too much. He still needed to go back to Vanessa in due time.

They kept us both close for some time and felt us up too. They didn't speak either, but had something to say. If they were only just compliments, it was somehting. In fact, they both kissed us so many times, they nearly appeared to be in love with us.

Nevertheless, we were more than okay with getting extra close. If need be, we could always do it again. We also didn't sway them away from wanting to do it again by pushing their cocks out from time to time to suck on them again.

So, we hooked them perfectly, but sure enough, we still had an uphill battle to fight as far as their sister went. Still, it was a hot hook, and nothing was getting them off it. From one second to the next, both of them brought their lips to ours.

They made out with us passionately and practically rubbed it in our faces how well we did our jobs. Sure enough, it was fucked up, but in a good way. Even as we kissed, they still both managed to thrust their cocks somewhat.

The fact that wanted to kiss and fuck showed they were crazy about us. I felt the toll coming upon my cunt like mad, which even spawned a tear or two. I even got him to feel my face, so he knew they were there.

Once he did, he parted his lips, but didn't say a word. Sure enough, that said more than anything that would come out of his mouth. Then he suddenly had to break eye contact, and I knew what that meant.

So, I got off him and snatched his dick. "Are you gonna give me some cum?" I asked, stroking it.

"Yes," he let out, shaking around and covering his face.

He couldn't see it, but he suddenly submerged my rack with five different streams. I doled it out the best I could and made sure to get all of it. He stayed laid back and thoroughly enjoyed his orgasm like nothing else.

"Oh, my, dude, you better hold onto her, or I may have to knock your lights out," Markus moaned, checking out his handiwork.

"I understand, get off me, Vanessa, I gotta pop too."

She did just that and she took his rod in her hands too. "Then cum on my hooters too, stud."

We both watched that sexy action for a moment and surely, she milked him as well. He shot out five different streams as well and quaked the couch as well. So, we both had them more than satisfied with such grand orgasms.

"Wow, I still don't know what was with this, but thanks, ladies," John let out, looking at her cum covered chest too. "Thank you so damn much."

"Well," Vanessa said, pulling me to her. "We did have an ulterior motive."

"Okay, what?" John asked.

We peeked at each other. "We'd like your sister to move out."

"What, why?" they both questioned.

"Well, she's messy, and just cramping our style, you know? We both know we couldn't do something like this if she was here. We've both confirmed that you like silence yourselves, you know when you're cumming."

They both looked down and sighed.

"That's worth kicking our sister out, though? She's our older sister, we grew up with her, and we can't ask her to leave because of that. So, what, you swap partners, and we're just supposed to kick her out? I mean, we love you both, but that's a crock of shit."

"What he said, ladies," Markus whined, coming up to his feet. "So you do this, and you thought it'd be a straight transaction? No, I'm afraid not. We might even propose to you two at some point, and put buns in your oven, and she could be your sister. How is she supposed to feel about this?"

"We're not asking you to evict her from your lives, but from our place here. We were good with just two couples here, but she's the fifth wheel, and we've had enough."

"It's only been a month, Julie," John reminded me, coming to me. "Come on, she's our sister, and even if I did love fucking your sister, we're not about to boot her out. If you want, we'll talk to her about our living quarters here, but we're not..."

"Okay, we get it," I griped, backing away. "The point is, though, something needs to change. She might be your sister, but we're not loving her."

"What she said," Vanessa added, coming to me. "We want some fucking hot water to begin with, and for her to do the damn laundry."

"And for you two not to act like cat fuckers when we have sex. Not that we want you to gain attention, but something more than you trying to hide the fact that we're doing it. Can you two at least assure us of that?"

"Yes, we guess," Markus muttered.

"So, when she gets home, you're talking to her, right?"

"Yes," they groaned.

"Good, now let's go to our room, John, and have sex," I invited him, taking his hand.

"Us too, Markus," she added.