Sisters' Gift XVI

Part XVI End Part XV: ?Yea, I?m fertile. With the amount of times you?ve cum inside me, I think I?m pregnant.? She started to cry. I held her, rubbing her stomach. I whispered, ?I really hope so baby. I really do.? FOUR YEARS LATER ?Doesn?t she look beautiful baby?? ?Which one? They both look amazing.? Of course, she was right. Allison and Abby were getting married today. They both looked fantastic. ?They do. They really do.? They were both up at the altar, waiting to present their rings to one another. The waited a while to get married, mostly due to my sister?s insecurities. She loved Allison, almost too much. Allison loved her too, but the shyness she naturally exhibited almost ruined their relationship. Abby was reading too far into it, and thought that Allison?s shyness, even to her, was trepidation at their relationship. It wasn?t, but Abby wasn?t convinced. In the end it all turned out well, Allison learned to be a little more assertive, and never let a day go by without letting Abby know the depth of her feelings. If Gabby and I were lucky, we would sometimes get to watch Allison express her feelings. I smiled at the thought. I also felt my pants get a little tighter. Lesbian sex has never failed to get me hard. Gabby noticed, looked at me, and uttered her favorite phrase since we got married. ?You are insatiable.? I just smiled and nodded my agreement to her. In truth, Gabby and I had a very satisfying sex life. Even though we now had a beautiful three year old girl, we still found time to fuck. Allison and Abby would take the kid, or sometimes Jenn would, when she wasn?t cavorting around the world, trolling for new people to meet and fuck. Jenn was back for the wedding, but was leaving soon after. Sometimes, if the new couple wasn?t watching the kid, we would all get together, but three and foursomes were getting fewer and fewer in frequency. I was okay with it, Gabby was more than enough for me. Our baby girl, Laura, was walking istanbul travesti up the aisle, throwing flowers right and left, only for the petals to be picked up by the wind, and fly all around the wedding ceremony. It was truly beautiful. She finished her walk, and the wedding proceeded, uniting my sister and her mate. Celebration was truly in order. Gabby, Jenn, and I were leaving with them on their honeymoon. A sort of second honeymoon for me and Gabby (even though we needed no extra spark in our love life), but with three other players to make the time even better. I hadn?t been with all of them at the same time since I married Gabby, and I was anxiously awaiting it. We dropped Laura off with neighbors, and caught the flight out to Jamaica, the honeymoon destination. Gabby and I sat next to each other, her at the window seat. I sat in the middle seat, and next to me was Jenn. Giving them their privacy, we let the newlyweds sit next to each other a couple of rows away from us. We were well into our flight, and both girls had fallen asleep, both leaning their heads on me. I started to doze off too. I awoke to a hand subtly stroking the outline of my rapidly hardening dick. I figured it was Jenn, trying to get more acquainted with me, after a long absence. ?Jenn, stop. You know I won?t fuck around on Gabby.? My eyes were still closed and my voice was laden with sleep. The stroking on my cock continued. I opened my eyes, prepared to tell Jenn to stop again, but saw it wasn?t the raven haired vixen. It was my golden haired goddess of a wife. ?That?s a little different.? Gabby cooed into my ear. ?Baby, how about joining the mile high club?? My dick rapidly hardened at that, and all the sleep was instantly expelled from my eyes. She scooted out of the aisle, making sure to tease me by shaking her ass along the way. We hadn?t done that on our own honeymoon on the way down because Gabby wanted to save our istanbul travestileri first sex as man and wife for the beach. On the way back we were both completely fucked out, and despite having planned on joining the mile high club then, we passed out as soon as we took off. We hadn?t travelled much since the birth of Laura, and hadn?t had a chance since. Now, we were finally going to join the club that had eluded me for so long. I waited several minutes before going to the bathroom and joining my wife. I knocked on the door, first hearing a lady that clearly wasn?t my wife. After finding the correct door, I was swiftly pulled inside before anyone could see. Both of us were extremely excited and aroused at the prospect of fucking on a plane, and no foreplay was necessary. Pants came down, and Gabby discarded her bra, both of us still wearing our shirts. I sat down on the toilet and motioned for Gabby to climb aboard. Gladly, she accepted. She sat down, impaling herself on my cock. We were fucking, with her sitting in my lap, facing me. Her legs straddled my own, and were planted on the floor, allowing her to have the leverage to lift herself off of my cock, then drop down on it again. Facing each other, we engaged in a rapturous kiss, stealing all of the breath from my body. Our tongues dueled, like they had so many times before, yet it never failed to excite me even more. I started to thrust against her rapid rising and falling, lifting my hips to meet her own as she pummeled herself downwards on my pulsating dick. Despite the uncomfortably small restroom, we were so fucking excited that we each came quickly. Gabby?s rapidly convulsing pussy in addition to her increased lubrication as she came pushed me over the edge, and I flooded her pussy with cum. She simply smiled at me, basking in the glow of our simultaneous orgasms. We stayed there for a while, just me holding her against me, kissing her, and travesti istanbul fondling a breast. Still being lodged in her pussy, kissing her and fondling her, I rapidly got hard again. ?Ooohhh. What do we have here. Well, I can?t let you go out looking like this. I guess I?ll have to take care of it somehow.? She got off of my cock and gave my dick a long lick from base to tip, relishing in all the flavors on my cock. Her pussy juice and my cum created a cocktail of which she was incredibly fond. She continued to lick me long and slow, not wanting to rush her blowjob. She was treating my dick like a lollipop, and obviously enjoyed the flavor more than any lollipop she had ever tasted. Finally, she engulfed my dick, all the way to the base. She flexed her throat, as if trying to swallow my cock. Her throat muscles massaged my cock as her tongue continued to lave my rod, pushing me to the brink of orgasm. She could sense it. After all, she had given me her fair share of blowjobs over the four years we had been married. She moved so just the tip was in her mouth now, and created a powerful suction. Almost as if she was using my dick as a straw to try to drain out any cum that was in my balls. She succeeded. I blasted deep inside her mouth. Like the blowjob pro that she was, she took it all, and swallowed it, showing me that there was none left. We both returned to our seats, receiving a sly grin from Jenn along the way, and promptly passed out until we arrived in Jamaica. The jet was just landing as Gabby and I awoke. Our hands found each other during our slumber and ended up intertwined. I gave my wife a kiss as we landed, and soon we were getting off the plane. Naturally, it took forever to get from our seats to the gate with everyone in front of us taking their sweet time. Didn?t they know I had four women to fuck? Once off the plane, Gabby called to check in on our daughter, then we went on with our vacation. We reached the hotel, and smiled when we found out the accommodations that Allison and Abby had booked. Two adjoining rooms housed the new married couple, and connected to them was me, my wife and Jenn. On one bed. My sisters are the best. As soon as the door closed to Allison and Abby?s suite, we heard moaning and giggling.