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**Author's Note** The continued story of a 19 year old college boy, and his twin 18 year old sisters, in the late 50's/early 60's, as they learn the ancient tradition of dick-sucking as an essential element of high-society courtship in a bygone age.
As always, my stories tend to be slow to develop and focus on build up as much as the action. So this story won't be enjoyable for those looking for a quick read, but hopefully gives a lot of pleasure for those who enjoy the journey as much as the destination. Enjoy!
Chapter Two
Trey and Cissy arrived home to find out that their Aunt Candace had just arrived that afternoon for a surprise visit. Aunt 'Candy', as Trey and his sisters knew her, had come early as she and their Uncle Phil wouldn't be able to get away for the holidays. Their aunt had belated gifts for Cissy her Aunt Carol's face had looked flushed and beaming, her lips had been slightly parted and her breathing had changed as she had searched her niece's face. She hadn't been shocked or scandalized, Cissy realized, she had been excited by the discovery. Perhaps Aunt Candy had even been looking for the signs from the very first moment that she and Trey had stepped through the door.
Cissy suddenly realized that she had been absent-mindedly touching herself as she replayed her aunt's reaction in her mind, focused on the deep red of her aunt's lipstick against the pale contrast of her ivory skin, the hint of her white teeth revealed between her parted lips and the flush in her cheeks as they spoke. Cissy's hand sped up and pressed more urgently, as she rolled fully onto her stomach, and elevated her bottom, to allow her hips to curl into the exquisite relief her fingers were giving to her. Cissy's cheek was pressed flat against the rumpled bedspread as her breath now raced in and out between her own now parted lips. Her mind flashed through a kaleidoscope, of her brother's erect penis sticking up obscenely in the car, the sensation of his lips on her neck, her ear and his tongue entering her mouth, the rough thrusts of his dick into her mouth and the instinct she had to suck him for a few moments more to ensure that he would remember her first time sucking his dick fondly.
As her body reached its climax, she held herself there for a long, long moment, her mind a collage of her aunt's knowing smile and the expression on Trey's face the first time she'd looked up at him after his dick had been in her mouth. She hung there, savoring the delicious shame of it all before tumbling down through the throes of a shuddering orgasm, rolling at last onto her side, panting and spent, until a single long shiver ran through her body, before she went fully limp.
Aunt Candy eventually went upstairs herself to tap on Carol's door. She had excused herself after coffee, needing time to rest and freshen up before going out to dinner that evening with her brother and sister-in-law. When her knock wasn't answered, Candy knocked again, saying, "Carol, it's me. Aunt Candy. Please open up." A few moments passed before Candy heard a small click and the doorknob turned to reveal her niece, disheveled in her pajamas and with her eyes puffy from crying. "Oh sweet dear," Candy's voice reached out Çeşme Escort to soothe her favorite niece, even as she stepped into the room to take her into her arms.
Sitting together on Carol's bed, Carol told her side of the story and the crushing disappointment of missing out on her Christmas vacation at a critical moment in her social life. The captain of the basketball team was single for the first time that year and everyone knew that his next girlfriend was a shoo-in for Prom Queen, just as his last girlfriend had been crowned Homecoming Queen. There were several girls vying for his attention and now she was on the sidelines while the others had an open field over the next few weeks. Carol concluded the accounting of the wreckage of her romantic, and social, life by sobbing, as Aunt Candy comforted her, and assured her that that there were now more important things to consider, as she was about to become a college girl.
Carol looked up in disbelief, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks. "What could possibly be more important?" she protested, sure that her Aunt Candy, of all people, would surely understand the catastrophe her life had become.
"Why getting all the time you can with Trey before you all head up to college this Fall," Candy showed an uncharacteristic wrinkle of concern in her forehead as she looked down at her niece. "You only have him for a few breaks during the year and then again this Summer." She looked at Carol pointedly. "Plus you have to split your time with Cissy, dear. That puts you at a serious disadvantage."
"What on earth are you talking about?" Carol felt like the world didn't make any sense at the moment, as her aunt had brushed aside the worst crisis of her teen dating career, acting as if it hardly mattered, and instead was going on and on about her brother of all people.
"Oh dear," Candy's eyes went wide. "No one's told you?!?" She did her best to keep her sense of horror out of her voice, but it was clearly already too late.
"Told me what?" Carol had turned her full attention to her aunt, searching for any clue to the urgent and mysterious secret, that was now unmistakably being withheld.
"Oh, honey," Candy reached over to comb her fingers through her nieces' hair affectionately. "It really isn't for me to say." She looked flustered, even evasive, for the first time that Carol could ever remember. "You'll need to speak with Trey, or perhaps your mother..."
"They all hate me," Carol urged her aunt. "They think I'm an embarrassment to the family and wished I could be more like Cissy." She shook her head dejectedly, before looking up to her aunt with pleading eyes. "If you don't tell me, then no one will."
Candy glanced briefly toward the closed bedroom door before lowering her voice and swearing Carol to secrecy. "You'll need a close friend, with an older brother, who has already passed her eighteenth birthday to explain how you know all of this," She looked directly into Carol's eyes to emphasize the importance of what she was telling her. "These things are never to be spoken aloud outside of your immediate family and your parents would be scandalized if they knew I'd said anything." She allowed Çeşme Escort Bayan herself a slight smile. "But sometimes sorority sisters, and even close girlfriends, will talk about it, if they can be trusted to keep a secret between them."
Carol had her aunt's full attention in that moment as she sensed the immensity of what was about to be passed down, with all of the intrigue of a state secret, or the location of a hidden treasure, built up around it. Aunt Candace spoke urgently, her voice just loud enough for Carol to hear her, her eyes now wide with disbelief, as the full understanding of what she was being told broke through her initial shock.
"So you see now, why you have to put all of that high school silliness behind you, to focus on what you'll need to be successful over the next few months," Candace looked intently at her niece and waited for her to nod. "High school sweethearts can be quite a lot of fun, but the real game is just about to begin and you can't afford to let Cissy monopolize all of your brother's attention."
"That back-stabbing little Miss Goody Two Shoes!" Carol's disappointment and disbelief had now swung around to competitive anger, as she came to grips with the fact that Trey and Cissy had intentionally left her out of the secret.
"Oh, I don't think you're more than a day or so behind, dear," Candace comforted her. "He's only just gotten home a few days ago." She raised her eyebrows and tilted her head thoughtfully. "But unless I misread them, your sister has already had your brother's dick in her mouth, so you can't afford to dawdle in getting caught up."
"But what if they deny it all?" Carol's mind was working furiously. "They've always been thick as thieves, Aunt Candy." She looked to her aunt, her eyes imploring her to help. "They leave me out of everything."
Candace glanced down at the slim diamond watch on her elegantly shaped wrist. "Well, what is it that they like to do when you're not around? Quickly now, there isn't much time."
"They just play dumb games. Cards, backgammon, monopoly...." Carol shrugged, her voice revealing how futile the cause seemed.
A slow, knowing smile spread across Aunt Candy's face. "Okay," she nodded once and leaned in. "Here's what you do..."
Their mother had made them a chicken casserole for dinner and had reminded Cissy that it would be ready by seven o'clock so she should be prepared to pull it from the oven when the timer went off. Carol had come downstairs to say goodbye to Aunt Candace and her parents as they were leaving and everyone was pleasantly surprised to see that she had gotten dressed and applied makeup for the first time since she'd been grounded.
No one noticed the quick wink of approval that Aunt Candy gave Carol as she made the rounds, giving her nieces and nephew a quick hug as they were leaving. Their father reminded Trey that they could be reached at Ma Maison, the French restaurant downtown and then they expected to go to the club afterward for drinks, so they shouldn't expect them home much before midnight. The number for both the restaurant and the club were on the counter on the kitchen if there was an urgent need to reach them, but Escort Çeşme his father expected that Trey could look after things, as the man of the house, for a few hours.
Cissy and Trey made their way into the living room, once their parents left, and settled down at the coffee table to decide on a game to play. They were surprised to see that Carol had followed them in and took a seat on the couch next to Cissy. Based on past experiences, they had expected Carol to retreat to her room, or jump on the phone, the moment her parents left.
"So what do you two have planned?" Carol asked brightly, looking from Trey to Cissy. Trey couldn't help notice the alluring cone shape of Carol's full breasts, beautifully outlined in the soft, white sweater that she was wearing that evening.
"We were just going to play a game," Cissy shrugged, looking over at her sister, and then quickly across to Trey, to see if he had any idea what was going on.
"Great! What are you guys playing?" Carol seemed genuinely interested. "Can I join in?"
"Sure," Trey volunteered carefully. "We just didn't think that you liked games very much."
"Well, ordinarily I wouldn't," Carol conceded. "But with you only being home for a few weeks, and me being stuck in the house until after New Year, I figured I needed to make the best of it."
Cissy lifted her eyebrows in mild surprise and looked over to Trey. "What do you say? Should we let Carol pick the game?"
"Uh, sure." Trey nodded awkwardly. He tried not to show his disappointment, that he and Cissy weren't going to get to spend the time alone like he'd planned, but like Carol, he resigned himself to making the best of the situation. "We were just trying to decide between Monopoly and Life." He stood to retrieve the games off of the shelf where they kept them.
"Why can't we play something more grown up now, that we're all eighteen?" Carol chirped.
"You mean like Bridge?" Cissy wondered.
"No, Barbara's sister is home from college and told her about a game she learned," Carol beamed, her eyes twinkling in pent-up excitement. "It's called 'Truth or Dare'."
It took just a few minutes to explain the rules to Cissy and Trey, and after turning down several offers to just play a board or a card game instead, Carol insisted, "You did offer me the chance to choose the game, didn't you?" She looked back and forth between Trey and Cissy, until they reluctantly admitted that they had, and agreed to play along.
"Okay, I'll go first," Carol volunteered brightly. "Cissy, truth or dare?"
"I guess I'll take a 'truth'?" Cissy offered tentatively.
"Okay, hmmm..." Carol put her finger to her lips coquettishly. "Have you ever kissed a boy?"
Carol couldn't help herself from glancing quickly at Trey out of the side of her eye and blushing when she replied, "Yes."
"Really....who?" Carol suspected it was probably Trey, but was actually curious at that point.
"That's a separate question," Cissy giggled as she chided her sister. "And you've already had your turn!" She turned toward Trey. "What's the farthest you ever went with June?" She hadn't meant to be so blunt, but even as she asked it, she realized that she really wanted to know.
"Uhhh, just kissing and hugging...you know." He looked uncomfortably between his sisters seated across from him. "Regular stuff I guess." He shrugged. His face felt warm as the game seemed to be getting much more intimate than he'd thought it would.