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Crazy Lenny: My adventures with the Landlord’s Daughters (18+)

If anyone had told me, a week ago, that I would soon be fucking the living shit out of my one of the beautiful, large breasted, voluptuous four sisters who lived in our neighborhood, I would have told them that they were crazy.

And I would have been wrong.

But I’m getting ahead of myself. Let me start at the beginning.

Nearly a year ago, fresh after my eighteenth birthday, I headed out for my first year of university. I was a virgin at the time, but I was young, dumb, and full of cum, and had no doubt that I would be a sexual dynamo in no time at all. Suffice it to say, I was mistaken. I spent nine months studying, working hard, and striking out with all of the women on campus. To my horror, I found out that I was a fool!

Then, as the semester ended, I found myself headed back home for the holiday, my tail between my legs. Or should I say, my dick, long and hard and unused, between my legs! I was still a virgin. I returned home to stay in my childhood bedroom and try to earn a deplorable amount of cash at a local fast food restaurant for the holiday. Oh boy.

The only bright spot was two of the four sisters who were, Iheoma and Adaku. They were also home for the holiday. 

They were a year older than I was, having just finished their sophomore year at a different college. Iheoma and Adaku were total sensations; tall, and stacked; with beautiful faces, legs to die for, and asses that made men cry. They took after their mother, who is also a sensation, and barely looks old enough to have university-aged kids. 

They were a bit identical, too; few people had trouble telling them apart. They had developed the habit of wearing opposing colors of nail polish to distinguish themselves; usually, Iheoma wore a darker color, and Adaku wore a lighter shade. Of course, I could tell them apart even without the color-keyed nails, but I had known them all my life.

Also for all my life, I had lusted after them. But, of course, I never thought of actually interacting with them in a sexual way, since they were my freaking sisters, after all! I didn’t even dare to fantasize about them or think about them when I jerked off during long, lonely nights. 

I tried not to think of their swelling bosoms, their swaying hips, their full, pouty sensuous lips, or the glorious pussies that must lie between their long, luscious legs. No, not at all, not even when I yanked my dick in the shower or beat my meat beneath the sheet on a hot night. I forced myself not to think about their beautiful, eager faces; their long, slender, color-keyed fingers; their pert, bouncy, big asses; their blazing eyes, or their creamy thighs. 

I loved them, but in a respectful, brotherly sort of way. Of course, all that was soon to change.

After returning home for the holiday, and feeling completely sorry for myself, and a total loser, for having failed to shed my virginity during two entire semesters on campus, I sat miserably at my house verandah with my beautiful, busty, neighbors. 

Everyone was chatting and chirping happily, except for myself. My neighbors didn’t fail to notice my depressed state of mind. After dinner, they cornered me.

“What is your problem, Lenny?” asked Iheoma.

“Well” I started to say, but I really didn’t want to discuss it with her. It was mighty embarrassing, as you can imagine.

“Yes?” she insisted. Iheoma could be very diligent when she wanted to know something.

“Oh, skip it,” I told her. But she was having none of it.

“C’ mon, Sis,” she said to Adaku, “Let’s squeeze it out of him!” And with that, they both grabbed me and dragged me into my room. They threw me down on my bed and held me down. “Are you going to tell us? Or are we going to have to tickle it out of you?” Adaku said.

Adaku and Iheoma were both resolute. They would clearly tickle me to death if I didn’t spill it. So, I decided it was time to confess.

“Well,” I said to both of them, “I was sure that I will come back from my freshman year at college as a sexual dynamo, having fucked dozens of chicks.” They both raised their eyebrows and looked at each other, amused. “But the fact is, I didn’t get anything. Nada. I’m still a complete virgin!” I waited for their hails of mocking laughter.

But, to my surprise, they didn’t laugh, didn’t mock me, didn’t make fun of me at all. “Oh, Lenny, that’s so sad!” wailed Iheoma. She looked at Adaku. “What are we going to do about that, Sis?”

“Well, there’s only one thing that we can do about it, Sis,” said Adaku. “We’ll just have to disvirgin the lad ourselves.” They looked at each other, then looked back at me, and then broke out into peals of laughter. I didn’t know if they were joking or not.

“Absolutely, Sis,” said Iheoma. Then she looked back at me again. “my Mom and Dad are going away for the weekend to visit a family friend. We’ll have the house alone for the three of us. We’ll fuck you good,” Then they hugged each other and laughed some more, and left the room hand in hand. I didn’t know if I should be excited, or scared. But mostly, I was scared, just in case. Well, that and massively turned on. My virginal cock was straining at the very thought of being “disvirgined” by two beautiful sexy sisters!

That was Tuesday. The rest of the week, they kept giving me knowing smiles, winks, and sidelong glances. They would look at me and break into peals of laughter. I found myself avoiding them. I was getting scared shitless! My dick, though, just got more and more turned on by the possibilities.

Growing up, I had always worshipped these sisters. A year older than I was, they had always been popular, confident, and at ease. They were always in the cool crowd at school. And not surprisingly so; they were gorgeous! 

As they grew up, they only became more beautiful each year. By the time they went away to university, they had huge, sensual breasts, slim graceful waists, and full, carnal hips. They had long shapely legs, cascading hair, beautiful eyes, and faces like Greek goddesses. They had all the boyfriends they could ever want. 

And I was their lanky, nerdy, also-ran neighbor. And now, they were acting as if they were going to jump my bones. If they were even serious in the first place, that was!

Friday finally arrived. After work, their parents left for the weekend to visit a friend out of town. They left them some money for food and their itinerary. 

And a final admonition to “be good and play nice” with each other. That last part worried me! No sooner had the door slammed behind them than Iheoma and Adaku turned to me, with flashing eyes.

 

“Okay, big boy, it is time for your education,” said Iheoma. She was sizing me up like a butcher examining a side of beef. “Take your clothes off.”

“Yeah, you’re really funny, Brit,” I told her. “Ha ha ha…”

But she was having none of it. “Lenny, I’m not kidding. My sis and I have discussed it.” She exchanged knowing glances with Adaku, who nodded vigorously. 

“We are your neighbour and friend, and we love you. It is our duty to break you in, sexually. By the time you go back to school after holiday, you will be the sexual dynamo that you always wanted to be. You will be a boss. 

You will be a love-making machine. You will be an expert. We guarantee it.”


I looked at my two gorgeous neighbours, from face to beautiful face. I saw their heaving bosoms, their clenching fists, their resolute mouths. They meant business. Also, I found out later, they were missing their boyfriends from university, and the endless hours of savage sex that they had grown accustomed to on campus. They needed this as much as I did. 

They grabbed me by the arms and dragged me into their parent’s bedroom, my heels dragging on the carpet. This was the only room in that house with a double bed. They threw me onto the mattress.

“Let’s strip him, Sis,” said Iheoma.

“Of course,” said Adaku. Together, they ripped off my t-shirt, my jeans, my white tube socks, and my boxers. Soon I was lying naked on the lavender sheets of our parent’s double bed. Iheoma and Adaku looked at each other, then at my naked young body, and then back at each other. 

They giggled. I thought they were giggling at my virginal body, but they weren’t.

“Look at the size of that dick, Sis!” said Adaku. They both stared at my tool, which was standing at attention and bobbing slightly with my pulse.

“he has certainly grown up!” said Iheoma. They both giggled some more, but also continued to stare in awe at my cock.

They approached each other, and began taking off each other’s clothes. Clearly, they had done this before. Iheoma grabbed Adaku’s top by the waistband and lifted it off over her head. Adaku unbuttoned Ifeoma’s shirt, button by button, and threw it aside. Then they embraced, and reached behind each other’s backs to undo the clasps of their bras. 

Before I knew it, my beautiful, buxom, stacked blonde twin sisters were standing before me, stripped to the waist, their pendulous boobs bobbing in front of my naked body in our parent’s bedroom. It was surreal. I felt my dick waving in the air like a conductor’s baton.

They embraced, and then, to both my horror and amazement, they kissed! They pressed their swollen, sensual lips together, and their tongues darted out, dancing and playing together like sword fighters in a pirate movie, battling and thrusting and parrying. 

I watched in fascination, my naked, hard cock growing even larger by the second. I think they had momentarily forgotten that I was even there. Finally, they broke their kiss and began undoing each other’s belts and letting their jeans fall to the floor. Then they each dropped their tiny panties to their feet and kicked them aside. They stood before me, at the foot of the bed, fabulous in their beautiful, naked, glory.

“Well, Sis,” said Adaku, “Where should we start with our student?”

“Well, let’s see what he knows already,” Iheoma said. “You said you are a virgin, right Lenny?” I nodded. “Have you ever had a blow job?” I shook my head, no. “How about a handjob?” Again, I shook my head, no. “Have you ever made out with a girl?” Sadly, I again shook my head once again, no.

“Oh, dear. It looks like we have to start from all the way at the beginning,” Adaku said to Iheoma. “But I don’t have a problem with that. Do you, Sis?”

“Of course not, Sis!” said Iheoma. “Let’s start by teaching him how to kiss.”

They stood before me on the floor, beautiful and confident in their smooth, cool, black unblemished skin, and wrapped their arms around each other’s’ waists. Adaku began the lecture.

“Okay, observe closely. First, you tilt your head slightly to one side, so your noses don’t interfere. Then you lean in, your mouth toward hers. But gentle, see? Don’t rush it; don’t push it. Unless she likes it that way, of course!” 

They both giggled. Adaku and Iheoma each tilted their heads slightly to the side, and they slowly, daintily, sensually brought their luscious mouths together. Like two bright red strawberries, their mouths met, and squirmed together. Their lips held court for several minutes, and then their tongues came out to play.

They flicked their tongues together for a while, and then their tongues began to explore: they licked each other’s’ lips, licked each other’s chins, licked each other’s ears. Adaku buried her mouth in Ifeoma’s neck and nibbled on her throat. All the while their breasts were mashed together and their hands were on each other’s’ asses. God, it was hot!

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