My Sisters Keep Me Quiet

"Dad thinks Obama's going to relax the import ban," I said to mom.

It was 2013 and dad had a thriving business illegally importing Cuban cigars. He was a rich business man and was known as one of the biggest importers/exporters in the State. Virtually all his trade was legitimate, but he did have a sideline importing Cuban cigars through Mexico.

Dad didn't regard himself as a criminal. He saw the ban on Cuban imports as something that would eventually go anyway, rather like the way the Prohibition Act was eventually repealed. However, the relaxation in the ban was the last thing he hoped would happen.

"Well Jimmy, we've had a good run," says mom, smiling.

She had a wonderful smile. I loved her as a mom, but I couldn't help having other thoughts as a lustful nineteen-year-old teenage boy.

Mom was a slim forty-two-year-old with the sexiest round ass I had ever seen. Not that I had seen it in the flesh, only in her jeans or tight hot pants. She was wearing jeans now and I would deliberately ensure she was walking ahead of me when we left the coffee shop.

Mom and dad had split up three years ago. This was because mom was unhappy about dad's womanizing, but also because she could see he was a dangerous man. He sometimes hired a couple of thugs to visit his business associates whom he felt had wronged him. Mom moved out with my two sisters and I stayed with dad. My sisters were now twenty-one and twenty-three. They were very unalike. Sarah, the youngest, was pretty, small, slim and blonde, and people said she looked like my maternal grandmother. Veronica, the older sibling, was dark and voluptuous. The way she filled her T-shirts made her tits look like they were the shape of two large honeydew melons. Both my sisters worked at a lingerie shop, not, I gathered, well paid, but at least they could get a sizable discount on their lingerie purchases. Mom had an office job that didn't pay a lot.

Although dad had allowed mom and my sisters to stay in one of dad's large houses for free for three years, dad's lawyers had managed to draw out the arguments over the alimony, so mom never received a cent, but now things had finally been agreed and mom would be receiving a generous monthly income. However, up to now, the income of mom and my sisters had been a lot less than they needed for the kind of lifestyle they had been used to living with dad. That was where I had been able to help.

When I was eighteen, I started working for dad. Dad immediately had me managing the Cuban cigar importing. I think it was on the basis that, if you're going to do something illegal, it's better to have it done by a family member you can trust.

When I started overseeing the trafficking, the cigars, hidden with other goods, were coming into the United States through a normal border crossing. Two of the Customs and Border Protection Officers would take a crate of cigars for themselves and then let the rest of the goods through. Dad saw the CBP guys cut as a price worth paying. However, the two dishonest CBP guys were transferred to another post shortly after I started. Instead of this being a problem, it turned out very well for me.

Our cigars now came through unchallenged as, to make it easier for themselves, the dishonest CBP guys had set up the paperwork for an automatic waiver to let our goods through. Dad, however, had no knowledge that the officers' take was no longer happening. I then got mom a key cut to the warehouse where our goods were stored in town and, whenever we had a delivery, she transferred a crate to the trunk of her car. Mom stored the cigars at home until she had enough to sell to a buyer in the next state.

My sisters knew that mom was taking the cigars from dad, but didn't know that I was involved. Mom thought that was the safest way to play it.

The reason I was meeting mom now, was that dad had decided to have his house completely renovated for his new young wife. Walls were coming down and new partitions being erected. In all, the work would take six months. I was going to college in a month, but before I went, I needed somewhere to stay, and dad decided that mom could put me up in one of her spare rooms.

"It will be tricky with your sisters", mom sighed. "They think of you as daddy's boy and associate you with him. It didn't help with them seeing that DVD porn video of yours. They kept muttering the words, 'Complete Satisfaction' and then referred to you as disgusting."

I sighed with embarrassment. Dad had demanded that my sisters go to our house before the refurbishment was started and take back with them some junk they had left behind. I was there to open the door for them, but then had to rush off. As I'd let them in, I'd gazed in adoration at Sarah's prettiness, but then couldn't take my eyes off Veronica's tits. My two sisters marched past me and Veronica, in particular, gave me a very supercilious glare.

After I had left, I gathered that dad insisted on guiding them around the house to show them what building alterations would be made. As part of his tour they looked into my room. Unfortunately, I had left out my two favorite DVDs. One was entitled 'Complete Satisfaction' and had the headline 'Older sisters completely satisfy teenage brother' and the other was entitled 'Son loves mom's big round ass'.

As my sisters stared at the covers, my dad apparently chortled saying, "Jimmy really is a horny young man. He is only interested in one thing."

Dad couldn't stop laughing as he told me what had happened. Clearly my sisters were now convinced that my only interest in life was sex, especially with my sisters and potentially my mom.

It was not that I was not getting my share of the ladies. When you are the boss's son it does give one some pulling power. I'd already fucked a couple of the secretaries, and the busty Office Manager, Vera, had given me a great blowjob at the Christmas party. I had also been made aware by the ladies that my cock was bigger than average

My sisters couldn't have told mom any more than that I owned disgusting DVDs. They certainly never mentioned 'mom's big round ass' DVD as all my mom said to me was "Don't worry Jimmy, I know it's perfectly natural for a young man to look at pornographic material."

It was at this point that mom, perhaps to make me feel better, told me something personal to her, "Jimmy, I've decided to think about dating again, I haven't been out with another man since splitting up with your father and your sisters have been encouraging me. They have even given me some sexy underwear from their Lingerie shop. I haven't been on a date yet, but I thought you ought to know."

I was having a problem trying to get the vision out of my head of mom in some sexy underwear, when I stammered an enthusiastic reply, "Mom, thanks for telling me. Of course you should date again."

Mom smiled gratefully and then started to discuss my moving in with her.

"Now you'll arrive on Friday afternoon. I'll be away at your Auntie Flora's until Sunday and Veronica won't be arriving home until late Saturday afternoon when, I gather, she'll be rushing out again to a party. However, Sarah will be there on Friday to let you in. She wants you to arrive just after four o'clock. I gather that she will be off to a friend's then and on to a party almost immediately. She is working on Saturday morning, so I'm afraid that you won't be seeing much of any of us until we're all together on Sunday."

That seemed quite complicated, but I thought I understood it.

Mom continued, "You might find that the atmosphere is a bit taut at the moment. Veronica borrowed Sarah's best chiffon scarf without telling her and then lost it. The girls are still not speaking to each other. At least, as daddy's boy, you'll be a perceived common enemy, so that might bring them together."

Mom laughed at her own humor, then reassured me with, "Don't worry, when I see them on the Sunday, I'll tell them how it's you we have to thank for getting me the cigars and providing us with a good income. After that I'm sure we'll be one happy family."

I was feeling cheerful as I walked towards mom's house with my suitcase. Everything had gone very well. I'd told dad that I'd managed to ensure that our cigars would now come through Border Security without the CBP guys taking a cut. He was so happy; he'd given me a present of a thousand dollars as I'd left the house. I would still be working for him for another month, but then I was off to college. I hadn't minded working for him, but I'd found his use of hired thugs very unpleasant.

Mom would now have a generous alimony to make her and my sisters' lives very comfortable.

It was ten past four as I approached the house. I'd had a boner all day thinking of my gorgeous older sisters. I knew that they would be frosty to me until mom told them how I'd effectively robbed dad to keep them financially sound. The fact that they thought of me as a horny teenage younger brother would be a bit awkward, but I hoped time would be a healer. I promised myself that I wouldn't be trying to sneak a look at them in their underwear too often.

Sarah answered the door to me. She looked really pretty, clearly dressed in readiness for a party. Her blonde hair had a fringe over her stunning blue eyes. Her green dress emphasized her slim build, but there was a curvature to her breasts that suggested they would be a nice handful.

A wary look followed me as I walked past her and into the house.

"Your room is here on the left," she said with a cold deadpan face.

I gave her what I hoped was a winning smile and opened the door to my room. The bed was a decent size and I thought I could be quite comfortable here as I looked around.

"I'm going out now," said Sarah, who was standing in my doorway and now just wanted to let me know that there was no reason for her to hang around with me.

I glanced down at her feet, which were bare except for the nylons covering her legs.

"When I've put my shoes on," she added with a slight annoyance in her voice as she stated the obvious and stepped out of my doorway, heading down the hall.

I was disappointed in her obvious reluctance to have anything to do with me and decided that, before she disappeared off, I would make an attempt to at least say how pleased I was to see her, even if the feeling was not reciprocated.

Sticking my head out of my room I could see her unlocking a door along the passage and disappearing into a room. I walked up to the door and looked inside, just as she was coming out, clutching a pair of shoes.

She gasped when she saw me. Beyond her in the room, I could see a line of shoes against the far wall. This was clearly an overflow room for her and her sister's shoes. However, I could also see by the two crates filled with cigars in the middle of the room, that this was mom's storage room for the cigars we'd stolen from dad.

Sarah's eyes were wide with terror as she stared at me. She saw me as Daddy's boy who would be reporting what I was seeing immediately.

I was about to put her mind at rest, but, since she'd been so unwelcoming to me, decided to have a bit of fun with her first.

"Well, well," I said smugly, "Daddy's going to be really annoyed if he knows about this."

With that I walked back down the hall to my room, went inside and sat on my bed. I didn't have long to wait.

I could hear her slowly coming down the hall, clearly thinking through what she could say to me. She eventually appeared in my doorway and stepped inside.

Her voice was shaking as she gasped, "Please, Please, don't tell daddy."

I was now starting to feel sorry for her. She must have been kicking herself over the fact that she was so stupid as to unlock the storage room when I was in the house, even if she believed that I would have no reason to come out of my room.

She was now holding back the tears, "I'll do anything, anything, if only you'll promise not to tell him."

I knew I had to put an end to her misery quickly. I tried to say 'Don't worry' but she interrupted me.

"Look, Veronica and I know that you're only interested in one thing."

Damn it, I inwardly cursed my father for letting my sisters see my videos. Then, almost under my breath, I bitterly said, "You mean 'Complete Satisfaction."

Suddenly I realized that Sarah was taking this as a demand. Her lips were quivering as she whispered," Yes", put her hands behind her neck and unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor.

She had clearly benefited from the Lingerie shop staff discount as her matching silk bra and panties looked fabulous as did her thigh-high dark stockings. She must have dropped her shoes as she walked along to my room.

I was trying to say something to end this madness, but as she took two steps towards me on the bed, my tongue seemed to stick to the roof of my mouth. I was feeling stunned as she unzipped me and pulled my cock out of my pants. There was no hesitation as she bent her head forwards and started sucking me steadily.

Although she was two years older than me, I suspected that she hadn't been with that many guys. She was not giving me the experienced blowjob of Vera at the Christmas party, but what Sarah lacked in technique she had in determination.

They say that your first blowjob is always the best, but as Sarah's sweet mouth worked on my mushroom head, I knew that being sucked by your sister was the most exciting thing in the world.

Her eyes were screwed up in concentration as she sucked hard, keeping up a steady bobbing motion. She obviously thought she was protecting mom from dad's thugs.

I wanted to grip her hair and take charge, but her face looked so pretty and innocent, I didn't have the heart to be at all rough with her.

I groaned, "I'm cumming Sis," but Sarah didn't slow as my jizz shot into her mouth. She swallowed every drop.

She stood back staring at me, then went out to my bathroom to wash her mouth out. As she came back in, she was looking with dismay at my cock which seemed to be bigger than ever. She was clearly thinking of the words 'Complete Satisfaction' and seeing that her task was nowhere near completed.

Now was the moment for me to tell her that she didn't need to do anything more and that I would never tell dad. Unfortunately, just as I was about to open my mouth, she put her hands behind her and unclipped her bra.

Although she was not blessed with the balloons of her older sister, Sarah's breasts were a very grabbable size for a nineteen-year-old boy.

I stood up immediately, pulling off my socks. Stepping out of my pants completely, I took off my shirt and quickly pulled her towards me, kissing her gorgeous mouth and squeezing her breasts.

Although she was clearly submitting herself as she believed she must, there was something in her actions that seemed to indicate that what we were about to do was not completely anathema to her. She seemed a little stiff at first, but she relaxed as our kissing progressed, feeling, I supposed, that she was doing her duty. I did feel kind of guilty, but that feeling was completely submerged in my lust.

I'd soon lowered my mouth to suck her strawberry nipples while, at the same time, slipping my fingers down into her panties. She was breathing heavily, probably wondering how she'd got herself into this position, but her breathing turned into a gasp as my fingers started stroking her clitoris.

With my experience of the secretaries at work, I had become quite adept at using my fingers to pleasure a woman and I soon had my sister moaning. I eased her back on the bed and pulled her panties off quickly.

This was the moment that guilt should have held me back but, as I opened my sister's legs, I leaned over her and slid my cock into her moist inviting pussy.

The guilt at least stopped me from ramming hard into her, but as my big cock penetrated her, I couldn't help pushing it firmly in and beginning a steady deep fuck.

She was moaning, "Jimmy you're so big!"

I grinned in satisfaction, pushed her legs even wider and really began to hammer into her. Is there anything better than being able to fuck your older sister? Nothing I could think of at that moment.

I had her screaming in pleasure now as my hot teenage cock slid remorselessly in and out of her. I was tempted to engage in some sleazy comments like 'You love it you slut, don't you!'

But I didn't want her to feel cheap, so I refrained. Instead I just whispered, "You're so gorgeous."

As I stretched out my hands and gently squeezed her tits, she hit her climax and I let myself go, cumming inside her and injecting my jizz deep into her body.

We lay there for a few moments holding each other, before I whispered, "I wouldn't really have told dad you know."

Sarah smiled at me. "You were wonderful and gentle, but forceful when I wanted you to be. I can sense that you would never hurt any of us, particularly mom."

With that, she licked down my chest to my stomach and started sucking me off again. However, this time, as soon as I was erect, she swung herself on top of me, impaled herself and began fucking me.

This carried on all evening and all night, with us fucking each other in different positions until we fell asleep. We woke up together on the Saturday morning.

As we lay there, Sarah was fondling my now flaccid penis as she asked me, "Had you ever fantasized about having sex with me or Veronica.

"Frequently", I replied, "my favorite fantasies have been about your slim figure, Veronica's big tits and mom's ass."

Sarah giggled, "Well I can't help you with mom's ass, but I can help you get access to my bitch sister's ugly large balloons."

I could see that Veronica's borrowing and losing of Sarah's scarf was still unforgiven.

Sarah frowned, "I'll tell her that you have found out about the cigars and the price of our silence is sex with you."

I was feeling a bit uncomfortable as I knew I had misled Sarah. Now was the moment for me to tell her that mom and I had been partners in the whole cigars' theft, but somehow I didn't. Although I couldn't bring myself to tell her about me and mom's collaboration, I decided that it shouldn't go any further with Veronica.

"No," I said, "I've told you that I would never have told dad, so let's leave it."

"No way buster," Sarah said sharply, "that bitch has got it coming. You're going to take advantage of her whether you want to or not. You want to lick and suck her huge tits, don't you?"

As she said the last words in a sexy whisper, my flaccid penis erupted into a hard cock in her fingers telling Sarah my answer.

Sarah didn't go to work that Saturday, but stayed home. We didn't have sex again as Sarah wanted me to be at my most sexually potent when Veronica came home, but we had a pleasant day chatting and laughing together.

It was about five o'clock when Veronica came in. She muttered some words of greeting to Sarah, but then ignored me completely, except that she put her arm protectively across her chest as she passed me, as if to say 'I don't want you even seeing my breasts through my coat.'

She disappeared into her room to have a shower and change for the party she was going to that night.

About seven o'clock Veronica opened her bedroom door to leave when she was confronted with Sarah standing in front of her barring her route. I was peeping out of my bedroom door as I saw Sarah push Veronica back inside. She left the door open so I would be able to hear everything.

"He knows," said Sarah.

Veronica sounded exasperated, "He knows what?"

"He knows about the cigars," said Sarah. "You must have left the store room unlocked when you left the house, as I found him in there staring at the crates."

There was a gasp of horror from Veronica. She knew how angry dad would be when he found out and was terrified of what violence he would use. She also thought of me as being daddy's boy.