You can't make up your mind yet
From Torg Adventure
You have trouble deciding between Amy and Sam. They both have a lot going for them, and you've wanted both for quite some time, just like you wanted Lisa. And Maggie seemed so confident that she could deliver on both; the fact that she had actually helped you have sex with Lisa offered an awful lot of validity to her words. Knowing that you stood a good chance of scoring with both girls made it less important to choose which to have first.
Maggie looks at you with mock concern and stands up. "Poor baby," she says as she puts her hand on your face gently. "All this hot sister sex has blown your poor little mind, hasn't it?" She stands up on tiptoe to kiss you, with nothing mock about the emotion there. "Well, can't say as I'm surprised, but I'm sure you'll recover, no matter how much pussy I throw at you. So instead of wracking you mind for a decision, we'll just see what happens, okay? I got some angles I can work, and there may be some opportunities that come along that we can grab at."
She moves her hand away from your face, a little reluctantly. "Besides, I'm gonna be busy for the next few hours, being all domestic with your Mom and Amy. We've got a big family dinner planned." She smirks. "I think your mom wants to see how well I can keep your needs satisfied." She snorts in laughter. "Well, at least your food needs. I don't think I left any doubt in her mind about satisfying your cock after our little show earlier."
"And Amy wants to feel me out a little bit, too," Maggie muses. "Well, and feel me up. Among other things." Maggie then proceeds to list in extensive and pornographic detail all of the other things that she suspects that Amy wants to do to her, to the point where you actually begin to blush. And get hard.
"Ah, there we go." Maggie runs her hand over the bulge in your shorts. "I was worried that you had maybe burned yourself out with all the sex today. But it looks like you're still up for a lot more fun." She strokes your cock gently through the front of your shorts with the surprisingly soft palm of her hand. "Still, best to rest this thing a little. If I didn't need you to keep up your strength, so that I could be sure of you keeping this guy up, and if your mom and sister weren't waiting for me, I'd say we should try to put on another show for the family. I'll bet we could make them hear us in the kitchen."
Despite her words, it looks for a few seconds as if she's strongly considering fucking you anyways. Then she moves her hand from rubbing your cock so that she can pat your face gently. "Hold that thought, babe. There will be plenty of time for us to screw once it's mission accomplished with your sisters. Not that you have to stop nailing them once you get them the first time. As I said before, I'm fine with being part of a sister harem, especially if it helps keep that beast of yours satisfied." She laughs. "I have the feeling I'd be on my back all day if I didn't get some help from some other women, and your other sisters are so damn convenient." She starts walking towards the doorway. "Not that it would be me on my back all the time; that's just a figure of speech. It's just as likely to be you on your back. Or me on my hands and knees. Or both of us standing-" She stops talking as she reaches the doorway. "Well, you get the idea. If not, I can draw you some pictures later on. But something tells me that looking at pictures isn't something you're going to have time for tonight."
As Maggie reaches for the doorknob, a timid knock comes from the other side of the door. Maggie glances at you with her trademark mysterious smile, then actually waits a few seconds before grabbing the doorknob, apparently to give whoever was knocking the impression that she had been farther away from the door. This gives you time to remember Maggie's knife, still stuck conspicuously into the frame of the window. You grab it by the handle and try to yank it out quickly, but the tip is buried in there surprisingly tight. You have to give it a good wiggle back and forth before you're then able to free it from the wood. As Maggie starts to open the door, you open the top drawer of the nearby dresser and set the blade down on top of a pile of socks before pushing the drawer closed.
When she pulls the door open, Amy is revealed behind it, her fist raised and extended as if she was about to knock again. She holds that position for another second before lowering her hand, then nervously clasping both hands behind her. Ever observant, you realize then that she's changed clothes since you last saw her. She's put on a fairly simple floral print dress, which is nothing special, but a marked departure from her normal attire of shirts and either jeans or skirts. Although it's not a sundress, the outfit does bear some similarities visually to what Maggie is wearing. Amy also has a touch more make-up than normal, and her short brunette hair has apparently been fussed with a bit.
"Uh, hi," she says self-consciously, rocking back and forth on her bare feet a little. "I thought I'd see if you were ready to start working on dinner with Mom and me." She gestures behind her awkwardly with her thumb. "Sam isn't all that good at cooking, and Lisa-"
"-had her earlier plans fall through," Lisa interrupts, appearing behind Amy in the open doorway, and causing her already jumpy younger sister to start a little. She looks at Maggie in a pleasant enough way. "So it seems I will be at dinner for a change. And since I'm here, I might as well help cook. And get to know the new girl in my brother's life a little bit more."
Not surprisingly, Lisa has also changed outfits from earlier. Like Amy, her outfit was a departure from what she typically wore. It was a very simple outfit, consisting of a blouse that she had tied in the front, and short but relatively modest (for her) shorts. She had retained the minimal makeup style she had sported when she had visited you in this very room earlier, although she had obviously touched up the parts that you had messed up before. It appeared that in the course of just a few hours, her clothing and makeup style had changed from Ginger to MaryAnn.
Lisa glances down at her sister as she stands behind her. "Sorry if I startled you, Amy," she says apologetically. She takes a half-step back then, looking her younger sister over as she perhaps notices for the first time that she's not the only one to have changed-up their style today. A smile comes over her face as she looks up and stares thoughtfully at Maggie for a moment. It seems that Amy's infatuation with Maggie hasn't gone unnoticed by her.
"By the way" she continues, looking Maggie directly in the eyes. "I hope that Amy and I didn't interrupt you and our brother from anything... private." Her voice has just the faintest hint of disapproval in it.
Maggie laughs softly. "No, we learned our lesson after we embarrassed ourselves in front of all of you earlier."
"Above us," Amy corrects automatically, and then blushing a little. "I mean, it wasn't actually in front of us before. You were on... top..." Her voice trails away at the end at the possible connotation of her words.
"Actually, your brother was," Maggie replies, before giggling and raising her hand to cover her mouth. You're wondering if this bubbly personality is something she's just thrown together for today, or if maybe it's based on someone that Maggie knew, or used to be. "Sorry, that just came out. I'm sure your entire family has had quite enough exposure to my sex life."
"Oh, no, it's quite okay!" Amy's haste to make Maggie feel more at ease is almost comical. "We weren't embarrassed at all, but if you want we can put that entire thing with you and Max behind us." She blushes again then. "Well, not literally behind us. Or with Max behind us. For you, maybe, since you're his girlfriend, and what two people- any two people- do in the privacy of Max's bedroom, or, um, my bedroom, or anyone's bedroom, or location of their choi-"
Amy is interrupted before she can ramble or blush more by Lisa's hand slipping over her mouth, a bemused expression on her face. "I think what Amy means to say is that it was not as big a deal as it seemed at the time- at least to her- and she doesn't think you should let it upset you." Amy nods confirmation, Lisa's hand still over her mouth.
"Well, I certainly appreciate your willingness to forgive and forget," Maggie says thankfully. "Especially you, Amy." She beams a smile at the younger girl, causing Amy to blush again, and a muffled "You're welcome" to be barely audible from under Lisa's hand. "I will find a way to make it up to you personally, as soon as I figure out a good way to do so." She looks back at Lisa. "But even with all of the support you two are offering me after that incident earlier today, I can guarantee you that there was, and will be, no more hanky-panky in this bedroom for the remainder of my stay."
Lisa's smile falters, and she glances at you quickly, but covers both reactions almost instantly. Obviously, her thoughts are about the "hanky-panky" that occurred between you and her just an hour or two earlier, at odds with Maggie's guarantee. You see her looking intently at Maggie, presumably to try to ascertain whether your gitlfriend knew about the little tryst while Maggie was out shopping with your Mom and Amy. But Maggie is apparently even better at hiding her thoughts than Lisa, as Lisa's smile slowly returns as she becomes reassured that Maggie's words were entirely innocent. It occurs to you that if Maggie did decide to leave the military, based on the skill she's displayed today, she could probably have a career as an actress. She certainly has the face and figure for it.
Amy pulls Lisa's hand down from her mouth. She appears to have composed herself a little now. "Mom's waiting for us downstairs," she reminds the two other women.
"Oops, yes, of course" Maggie says contritely. "We've got a dinner to cook and a lot of girl talk to go with it." She steps forward, insinuating her body between Lisa and Amy while linking arms with the two girls. Amy takes Maggie's arm with great eagerness, while Lisa accepts it after just a moment of hesitation.
"Come on, ladies." Maggie speaks with more perkiness than you've ever heard from her, as she turns your sisters towards the stairway. "Let's go and do girl stuff together!"
Amy looks quite happy. "Girl stuff. Together!" She is showing little of the advanced language skills that were her normal behavior. You'd never quite seen her like this before. Around Maggie, she was acting like a lovesick little puppy.
"Lovely," Lisa says, with just the barest trace of sarcasm. As Maggie starts to lead the three of them down the hallway, Lisa glances back at you, her face impassive as it disappears from sight.
You flop down on to your bed. The changes in all three of the women recently was amazing when you stopped to think about it, even if Amy's was only due to her recent and marked infatuation with Maggie. Maggie seemed convinced that she could leverage this into getting Amy to sleep with you. You of course already had Maggie strongly interested in you, and committed to some kind of future involving the two of you. Despite your sexual escapades with Lisa, the full nature of your relationship with her was mysterious and still evolving. It was strange that whatever plans she had previously made for tonight had fallen through at the last minute, and that she hadn't bothered to make new ones. She usually had backup plans for situations like that. Just as strange was her less slutty choices in clothing and makeup.
And then there was Sam. You weren't sure how Maggie was going to get your oldest sister to hook-up with you. If Sam had any desire for sex with you, presumably she wouldn't have refused to honor the terms of her standing offer after you defeated her the other day. It would have been the perfect opportunity for Sam to give in to any hidden desires she had for you, while letting her hide behind having to honor her word. You guess that you will just have to trust Maggie to continue working her magic.
Wait for dinner, join them in the kitchen, or something else?
