<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><em><strong>Name:</strong> Reese Spalding <strong>Location:</strong> Home <strong>Tags:</strong> Schemers will scheme</em></span></span><br/><hr/><div class="floatright">(http://cs618829.vk.me/v618829147/16e88/_llsAdvkGs8.jpg)</div>Am I seriously thinking about this? It wasn't that long ago that fucking my twin brought utter and complete satisfaction. Hell, even my grades in school were climbing to unrealistic realms. I had sat down for my college prep last month, after a marathon weekend of having sex in every room of the house, and came away with the best score in my year. So maybe it would actually bode well if I wrangled more such lucky charms. After all, it wasn't like the house didn't have more.<br/><br/>A grin creased my face as I allowed myself to fantasize. Me, sis, mommy and mummy naked on a king-size bed, slumbering peacefully. My cock had never been harder.<br/><br/>"<em>Don't get greedy, you fucking bastard</em>," I told myself looking into the bathroom mirror. "<em>That's your mother</em>and<em>your stepmother, who doesn't do men</em>." Apparently, that wasn't quite as potent a trigger to defuse an erection as I'd hoped. "Fine then, you want them, lets see if you can help in getting them."<br/><br/>I give it a few strokes as memories of Chanel flood my mind. "<em>I'll bet she could be a lot of help.</em>" Those words weren't said out loud for I knew they would break from the pleasure in my voice. Big sister was too powerful a muse.<br/><br/>So it was that I came down to dinner with my hard-on framed against the front of my shorts. Chanel was there, being her usual cheerful self and so was mommy, who seemed to have forgotten how to button up her shirt properly. Standing against the fridge, my line of sight was to die for. "<em>Oh my God, are her nipples hard?</em>" I bit my lip to make sure that little discovery didn't go public.<br/><br/>"<strong>Hey, why isn't mum here? I thought dinners demanded everyone be at the table. Can't make the rules and then flout them, unless of course, you'll get me that car I've been wanting</strong>."