First things first - pop Milly's cherry

From Torg Adventure

The women are in the storeroom a long time. Your father has gone to sleep, but the excitement and anticipation has you wide awake. You take off your shirt, partially from the warm air and partly because you know you'll have to take it off to have sex. You stink a little, so you take a quick shower and put on deodorant and clean clothes. Suddenly, from the storeroom, you hear the sounds of someone having an orgasm.

"Oh! Oh! Oh, my God!" You think it sounds like Milly.

Your cock had relaxed during the wait, but now is fully charged.

A few minutes later, your mother sticks her head out of the door to the storeroom.

"*pssst* Come here. We've decided," she says, waving her hand to get your attention.

You stand up and walk over to her. She pushes the door open, and you see that she is totally naked. Your eyes take in her large, mature DD breasts and her well-trimmed vee of brown pussy hair. Her hips are wide, and you remember that means good for childbearing. Those boobs will certainly make sure any babies are well-fed. She takes you into a close embrace, and you are thrilled to have her tits pressed against your chest. The nipples are fat and swollen and poke into your skin.

She whispers, "Oh, thanks for showering. It's always better to be fresh the first time you're with a woman." She ushers you into the room and closes the door.

Tracy is kneeling next to the mattress, also naked. She has lovely pert D-cups that stick straight out from her chest, still not sullied by gravity. The rest of her is well-toned and almost muscular. Soccer and volleyball keep her trim. She has a Brazilian landing strip pointing at her slit. She looks up at you with obvious desire.

On the mattress, Milly lies naked. You've never seen her in anything close to skimpy. Milly is a shy girl, and dresses to hide her body. Your mouth drops open as you see that she has a truly smoking hot body. Good-sized breasts -- maybe large Cs or Ds, flawless skin, a narrow waist and flat belly, and wide, curvy hips that bring your attention straight to her sex. She's completely shaved. You look back up to her face, and see that she's wearing some makeup. She never wears makeup, but this makes her look very sexy indeed. She also has the languid eyes of someone who has just had sex. You sniff and smell perfume. You get harder than ever.

Tracy is the first to speak. "We felt that you should have Milly first, so we're sure her first time is nice and gentle."

"We got her all ready for you, too," your mother says, "We did her makeup, gave her some perfume. We had to sneak it down here, since your father didn't want anything but essentials."

Tracy says, "And we got her 'ready' for you too." She licks her lips. "I think you may have heard that part." Somehow, you get even stiffer at the thought that Tracy went down on your youngest sister.

Your mother hugs you again and kisses you, this time, running her tongue along your lips. You open your mouth and French kiss her for a minute. She breaks the kiss and whispers in your ear, "Take good care of my baby girl." Then she leaves.

Tracy gets up and walks over, her breasts jiggling deliciously. She wraps her whole body around you and kisses you. Her tongue darts straight into your mouth without invitation or resistance. You can taste Milly's juices on Tracy's lips. The two of you kiss for a minute, and then she whispers in your ear, "You hurt her, and I'll castrate you, pregnant or not." Then she nibbles your earlobe and leaves, closing the door behind her.

You turn to Milly on the mattress.

What next?

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