We have a lovely home now. Of course there are problems at times, what home doesn’t? What I mean is that Anca is feeling settled, she has no desire to return to our uncle.

Fawn has lost a very small part of her subservience although I would still judge it as about 98% of who she is. It was 100%. Together with the therapist’s efforts and mine to break her programming, I feel certain that Fawn will never truly be free of it. Still, I can at least arrange things so she can have some enjoyment other than serving.

Her lessons are going well, though the time has been short but Anca has had one thing nagging at her and as is her nature, that nagging has been extended to me. Since her arrival around two weeks Anca has been telling me that she needs a cock in her. She’s played with all of my toys but I understand what she means, a toy is not the same as the real thing.

And so it was that I spoke to my reliable FWB (friend with benefits – an American term I learned) Peter who, in turn, arranged to bring his younger brother, Alex and a friend, Sorin. Sorin is a very old friend of Alex and Peter has known him since he was a boy so he was able to vouch for him. I wanted everything to be relaxed for Anca and for Fawn.

We’d been readying ourselves for some of the afternoon when Peter called to say he’d be here in about thirty minutes.

Fawn tidied and cleaned all of our bedrooms during the day so that they gleamed. She cleans them every day but she’s obsessive that way. She even did her own bedroom then reported to me that all three bedrooms were ready for inspection. It’s important to her sense of value that I do these things so I did and she had really done a great job which I told her. They were all scented with candles.

During the time she bathed Anca and I, she used some of her secret vanilla scent on our cunts and arses, even her own. We had all dressed for the occasion in loose-fitting, summery patterned outfits, though devoid of lingerie. No-one was under any illusion what the purpose of the visit was.

When the bell rang Anca actually jumped. Fawn went and showed the men in and offered them drinks. In deference to their ages, Alex and Sorin are under eighteen, we shared some, quite lovely, fresh fruit drink. You have to know where to buy it but it can be got.

I introduced Anca and Fawn to Alex and Sorin. I’d decided to pair Anca up with Alex and Fawn with Sorin when Peter and I spoke earlier in the day. It proved to be a good choice because from the moment they met, they got on terribly well.

After fifteen minutes or so I could see Anca as becoming a little edgy, Alex touching her leg and looking into her eyes didn’t help, so I suggested we go off to somewhere we’d be more comfortable. Anca grabbed Alex’s hand and ran with him up the stairs to her room. I’d briefed Fawn earlier so she knew that she would be with Sorin and on my signal she was to lead him to her bedroom. I gave the signal and off they went. When they’d gone I took Peter upstairs.

Some things run in families and it seems that in our family, loud expressions of passion are common among us. While Peter was using his tongue to slowly bring me to the boil, he likes to tease me almost there then take me down then back up again, I heard a long moaning sound from down the hall. The sound built and built until it turned into almost a shriek. Anca was cumming…and hard! Her sounds were like a trigger and immediately hers began subsiding, the beautiful agony of my orgasm began. Peter gripped my thighs in his hands and he knew me well enough to keep his tongue in a constant flicking motion so I would extract every last second of it.

Minutes later Anca’s sounds rang through the house again. She was really connecting with Alex. I remember from New Years Eve that Alex has enormous energy, the boy is practically a fucking machine.

I could only hope that Fawn was experiencing similar joy but her style of cumming is s rasping, breathless kind of sound, not something that could be heard down the hall normally, let alone when my kid sister was down in the other direction, screaming her lungs out.

In a while the house fell silent. Peter had emptied himself into me and lay panting beside me, a shiny,fine little trail leading from my cunt to his softening but still pulsing, cock. I assumed the others were in much the same state.

Anca’s loud moaning startled me a little when it started again, my mind had drifted elsewhere but I propped myself up on my elbow and took Peter’s cock in my hand. I ran it up and down my face, breathing in deeply to smell the gorgeous combined aroma of his cum and my cunt. The I took him in my mouth. He must have still been quite excited. I didn’t have long before he gasped the beginning of his orgasm. I smiled up at him and slipped him out of my mouth and pumped my hand up and down. He shot a stream of cum on my face and into my hair. I licked up what I could then sucked his still throbbing cock until no more would come out.

There was a knock at my bedroom door. It wasn’t necessary seeing as I rarely, if ever, close it. It was Fawn. She asked (cryptically) if it was time, I nodded yes, and she smiled and walked back out again. I took Peter’s hand, “come on” I said and lead him down the hall to Anca’s room. We didn’t dress. When we walked through the door Anca’s head was bobbing up and down on Alex’s cock, he lifted his head but I motioned for him to relax. He did, with a smile. I just said quietly, “Living room when you’re finished.” Anca raised one hand to acknowledge, her head still bobbing, and I walked down the stairs with Peter.

Sorin was naked and sitting on the sofa when we entered the living room and he told us Fawn was in the kitchen preparing some drinks and snacks. I couldn’t help noticing his body. He must enjoy sport because he has the body of someone who is very active. He was still a little shiny with sweat.

We chatted for a few minutes, mostly small talk, before Anca appeared at the doorway with her hand in Sorin’s. He had that weary, happy look that men get and Anca absently ran fingers through her hair and wiped them on her thigh, then pulled a tissue from the box on the side-table and wiped her mouth. They were as naked as we were.

Fawn had laid out towels on the sofas to protect them from damp patches. She is so organized and thoughtful. Speaking of Fawn, she emerged from the kitchen moments later, clad in nothing but an apron, a look I find irresistible, and carrying  two trays of food. Sorin jumped up to help her (he is a nice boy) and took one of the trays. Both trays were placed on the coffee table then Fawn turned to go back to the kitchen and Sorin followed her. He watched her little arse bob along, as we all did. She has a cute arse, shaped like a heart.

There was a sound of glasses falling against each other shortly after they disappeared into the kitchen and the four of us on the sofa looked at each other and couldn’t help laughing. I guess Sorin couldn’t resist that cute little arse in the apron either. When, eventually, the drinks arrived carried by Fawn and a sheepish-looking Sorin, we all sat and chatted while we ate and drank.

After twenty minutes Fawn rose, excused herself and left the room. She came back a few minutes later and nodded to me. She waited in the doorway.

I stood and said, “Do we have our energy back?” Peter understood immediately and rose to stand beside me. He motioned for the others to follow and we all walked into a largely unfurnished room at the rear of the house. It was apparent when everyone went in what Fawn had been doing during her absence. At the centre of the room were fine blankets and large, plump pillows. There was a low table by the wall with tubes and oils, and small towels. Drinks were assembled on another table along another wall.

Peter spoke, “Any objections?”

He needn’t have bothered because while he was speaking, Fawn and Sorin were settling onto some of the pillows while Anca and Alex walked over to look through the goodies on the side-table. Peter and I found a space and took a pillow.

Whilst arranging this evening Peter was very insistent that we were clear on how he was to behave towards Anca. I told him that in this situation, and with me here, he was ok to do anything Anca wanted. He’s aware she is no innocent.

Almost to demonstrate my point, Anca dropped down on her knees among the blankets beside us, pulled a large pillow under her stomach and to continue a conversation they’d obviously been having she said to Alex, “…in my ass yes, bring the lube!” Alex made a questioning face and Anca continued, “I’ve done it before, don’t worry so much.”

I suppose I was a little taken aback by it but I shouldn’t have been surprised, arse-fucking is a favourite of our uncle so he naturally would have introduced Anca to it during those months she was with him.

Peter and I moved a little to give them some room then Sorin crawled over to me, his cock hard and his eyes gleaming. I laid back and opened my legs to him. Then fawn was onto Peter, his cock in her mouth in seconds.

While I was covered by Sorin’s body and he was fucking in long, slow strokes, Anca was encouraging Alex, “…that’s it, push harder…almost there…” Then she gasped and Alex grunted and let out a long “aaaaahhhh”. He was in. “Harder, fuck it harder!” Anca called back to Alex then I knew he’d responded because she started that low moaning of hers, building and building. She was rubbing her cunt while Alex fucked her deep.

Sorin came into me soon after then Fawn came to me and began lapping his cum from me. Peter went around the back of Fawn and pushed his cock into her. I’d been so close to cumming with Sorin that a few seconds with Fawn and I was off into orgasm. As my voice got louder, Peter fucked Fawn harder. Sorin went to Anca and she took his cock into her mouth while Alex continued to fuck her arse.

Alex came shortly after and Anca called out for Peter, “Come on Peter, I’m not here yet!” He went to her and, applying a little more lube, he pushed into her arse. He’s bigger than Alex, not longer but quite a bit wider, and Anca let out a low, animal almost roar.

Fawn responded when Alex tapped her arse and turned around. She took his cock that had just been in Anca’s arse, into her mouth and began to clean him up very nicely. So I guided her hips over my face and played with her cunt with my tongue and lips. I even bit her a little. She loves that.

That night we fucked in every combination imaginable. The three of us girls even put on a little show for the boys while they rested and played with themselves as they watched. I know it turned them all on when I licked Anca and gave her a thundering orgasm. I felt the spray of semen from one or more of them when her orgasm hit, well, one of them anyway. She had so many.

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The night was a great one. We all enjoyed ourselves and any reservations any of us had about my sister and me being with men at the same time just drifted away. I know Anca loved it and she gave her cell phone number to Alex before he left. I would love it if they dated, and especially if she’s not entirely like me and he’s enough for her. That would be ideal.

Peter was quite sensitive with me and didn’t make any comment about fucking Anca. I know he enjoyed it though. How could he not.  She is amazing.

Sorin even asked Fawn out for a date. I asked her if she’d like to and, predictably, she said she’d do whatever I ordered. I did see the way she looked at him. I suppose if I tell her to go out with him, it will satisfy her need to obey me and she’ll have a nice time.

As are most things in this strange life of mine, things happen quickly.