The best laid plans of mice and men go often awry.
And sometimes your dad remarries and gets a job transfer to another country, dragging you and your new step sister away from your college plans. Sure, there are universities in Malfenia, but that’s small comfort for leaving everyone you know behind for a country full of perverts.
Malfenia isn’t the most communicative with the world at large. It’s a small, self-sufficient island nation way out in the Atlantic, kept warm by the Gulf Stream. When Jenna and Carl did some research on their home-to-be, they didn’t find much. The local cuisine was heavily based on fish, the weather was warm, but rainy, friendly locals who frequently spoke English, but not much else about their home-to-be.
They found barely any more on the travel forums, just some references to the people there being very promiscuous, and sometimes being inappropriately open about sex. Carl was pretty happy at the thought, but he and Jenna agreed it was probably just rumors and atypical experiences.
So, early in the summer, they found themselves arriving in the harbor of the capital city, Malefina. “Did they name it that just to confuse everyone?” Carl’s dad, Gary, wondered aloud, trying to lighten the family’s mood. He was the only one truly happy about this sudden change. Alicia, his wife of eight months, was uninspired, but supportive. Carl and Jenna were just pissed. Carl, at least, was pretty happy with how scantily clad the women liked to dress, and Jenna wasn’t going to complain about all the men with pecs showing through their tight shirts. Carl and Gary pretended to be just as shocked as the ladies when they walked past a woman sloppily sucking a man’s cock at an outdoor cafe.
They got even more pissed when they were finally unpacked. After going to meet some of their neighbors, Alicia and Gary came back home to share some bad news. “Our visas aren’t valid, apparently. I guess customs thought we were here on tourist visas,” Alicia said. “Your father and I have to go to one of our embassies and get an endorsement on our passports for him to work here.”
Jenna cringed. She hated it when her mom called Gary her “father.” “There’s no embassy in Malfenia, where are- no. Nononono!”
“What?” asked Carl, before it hit him. “There’s no embassy here, and no airport. We’ll be gone for another two weeks, at least!”
“We knew you wouldn’t want to travel, so our neighbors offered to let you stay with them while we’re on the road. The father of the family runs passengers to shore privately. He’s taking us on at cost, and we won’t be more than a week and a half,” Gary replied.
Carl and Jenna froze. They were already uncomfortable here, and now they were being left alone, with strangers, in a foreign country, with no idea what to do or where to go.
“The Castilles will take good care of you, don’t worry. They’re very fond of foreigners here, and they said they’ll do their best to help you settle in.”
There weren’t many more words said that evening as the parents left their two children stranded on the Castilles’ doorstep.
“You do it,” Carl said.
“No way, you do it.”
“I don’t even know what their protocol is.”
“You think I do? Just hit the doorbell.”
“I don’t see a doorbell!”
“Then knock!”
As Carl was about to bite the bullet and knock, a woman opened the door. Carl’s jaw almost dropped, as he tried not to stare at the buxom woman who stood before them. She was wearing a lightweight pink sweater, and long pants that hugged her curves, with flared bottoms that perfectly accented her elegant heeled shoes. Jenna couldn’t help but be impressed, too, and pretty jealous.
“Hi! You must be Carl and Jenna, come on in!” she said, with an accent that sounded somewhere between Spanish and Finnish. “My name is Derrille, by the way. My daughter Kalita is excited to meet you, but she doesn’t speak too much English yet.” Carl led the way, slightly mesmerized by the way Derrille’s breasts looked like they would tear her sweater open if the wrong thread were pulled. Jenna followed as Derrille took them into the house. She couldn’t get over how nice Derrille’s ass looked, and wondered where she could get pants like that.
Derrille walked them on a quick tour of the house. They noticed a lot of sexuality in the family’s decoration. Nude photos, even some that looked like they might be Derrille, and statuettes that looked a lot like butt plugs and dildos.
“And over here is where you will be staying,” she said, as bright and cheery as ever. She opened the door to a room of modest size, with a single large bed and dark paint on the walls, covered in posters. At a desk in the corner sat a young girl, looking about Jenna’s age, but much bustier. She was dressed in fishnets and a tight croptop, with neon hair, looking like she was ready to go to the kind of rave you see pictures of on the internet. She turned to the door as it opened, her pale face lighting up with a smile.
“Hi! You are new here?” she asked, skipping over to meet them, her tits bouncing with every step. She embraced them both in a hug, pressing her chest against them and wrapping her arm around their waists.
Jenna was getting tired of all the perky, gravity-defying boobs in Malfenia. The kind of girls that you would see in photoshopped magazines were a dime a dozen, and she had felt insecure about her C cups back home. Carl was starting to think this move was a better choice than college.
“It’s so nice to meet you! Welcome to Malfenia.” She said something in the local language to her mother, who smiled back and answered with what must have been a disappointing response. The two of them glanced at Carl’s crotch, Kalita lingering a moment longer.
“Sorry, what did you say? We haven’t learned much Malfenian yet,” Jenna said.
“Oh, she was just asking how long you’d been here. I told her just a few minutes.”
Kalita spoke in English, “Have you fucked yet?”
Jenna and Carl were naturally taken aback. “My step-sister?!”
Kalita looked embarrassed. Derrille interjected, “Sorry, she’s never met a foreigner before. She meant if you had fucked me yet. It’s traditional to welcome someone into your home with sex.”
Jenna and Carl weren’t especially comforted by this. “You just… fuck everyone who comes in?”
Derrille and Kalita smiled. “Well, no, we usually just give a quick fingering or handjob to the people we see often. I was going to offer, but since you’ve only just arrived, I thought it might be a bit much to invite you two to fuck me.”
Kalita asked, confused, “You two have not had sex, though?”
“Of course not!” Jenna objected.
“You just like to be affectionate orally?”
“Ew!” Jenna was bright red with embarrassment.
Derrille couldn’t help but smile as she put a restraining hand on her daughter’s shoulder. “Honey, brothers and sisters aren’t intimate where they come from.”
“Not even…” she searched for the right words, but ended up finishing her sentence in Malfenian.
“No, not even step-siblings, sweetie.”
“That must be so sad, I always wanted a brother to play with.”
Jenna and Carl looked at each other. “We manage to get by,” Carl replied.
“Kalita, why don’t you go grab their things and bring them up?” Derrille turned back to the pair as her daughter obliged, skipping out of the room as Carl’s eyes followed her bouncing tits. “I’m sorry about that, she’s young. But, since she’s already said so, would you like …? I confess it feels strange not to fuck new houseguests.” She ran her eyes up and down their bodies, not hiding the look of lust on her face.
Jenna turned even brighter red than she already was. “No, that’s alright, thanks… I’ll help Kalita with the bags.” She turned around and made her way back to the door, wishing it could take her the thousands of miles home.
Carl turned to follow her, but Derrille slipped her arms around him, quietly pulling him into her as soon as Jenna was out of sight. “I can tell you’re eager to learn our customs,” she whispered in his ear, pressing her breasts against his back as she ran a hand straight to his cock. “Mmmm, very eager, aren’t you?” she continued, rubbing his shaft through his pants.
Carl tried not to make any noise as she continued her entirely welcome assault. “I love learning about other cultures.”
“Kalita and I are going to love teaching you,” she answered, kissing his neck sensually. “But we’d better get back to your sister. We wouldn’t want to make her uncomfortable.” To his disappointment, Derrille took her hand away from his cock. “Kalita’s going to be excited to share her bed with you tonight, but she’ll just have to be patient.” She sent him on his way with a pat on his ass. “I’ll welcome you to our home later, I promise.”
Derrille went about making dinner, and Kalita made drinks and talked with the pair about Malfenian culture. She named a few points of interest that she thought they might like, and promised to take them out to meet some of her friends. She and Derrille kept exchanging quick snippets of conversation in Malfenian and giggling, with occasional looks at Carl.
At dinner, Carl and Jenna sat on opposite corners of the table. Carl was seated next to Derrille, and Kalita next to Jenna. There was a place set at the head of the table, a traditional placeholder for Derrille’s husband while he was at sea.
While they were eating, the two Malfenian women made polite small talk. “So, do you have any plans not that you’re in Malfenia?”
“Well, I was just deciding on universities for the fall back home,” Jenna answered.
“I wonder if you have looked at the courses offered at the University in Malefina,” Kalita inquired.
“Not yet, the move was a surprise. I was hoping to study computer science.”
“I think they have something for that. What about you, Carl?” Derrille asked. As she did, she put a friendly hand on his thigh.
“I was starting a degree in quantitative political analysis.”
“The University has stastistics courses, that may be your best choice. They have political science, too, but my friend there says they don’t combine much. You might want to look at some of the other courses, too,” Kalita answered.
Derrille couldn’t hide her knowing smile at the comment, as her hand moved up Carl’s thigh and brushed against the tip of his cock.
Carl tried not to jump visibly as she teased him, but his struggle wasn’t helped by Kalita’s foot rubbing against his leg. He silently weighed his options, as two of the women around him aggravated his arousal, and he desperately tried to hide it from the third.
As Kalita’s foot inched higher, Derrille took it in her hand, getting a surprised jump from her daughter.
“Are you alright?” Jenna asked.
“Sorry, just a little cold all of a sudden,” she replied as her mother guided her foot to Carl’s throbbing erection. She smiled subtly at Derrille as she started rubbing against him with her toes, and Carl struggled to stay quiet.
“Well, Carl?” Jenna’s voice snapped him out of his trance.
“Huh?!” He tried not to look like a deer in the headlights.
“I asked you if you wanted to unpack after dinner.”
“Oh, uh, sure, yeah.” His racing heart didn’t help his concentration, not to mention Kalita’s foot pleasuring him, or Derrille stroking his thigh.
“If you don’t mind waiting a little while, I could take you down to the library to meet some of my friends,” Kalita offered, punctuating “friends” with her surprisingly delicate toes.
“I’m pretty tired from all of our travel so far,” Jenna answered.
Carl laid an encouraging hand on Kalita’s leg, stroking her sensually. “Yeah, I think I’d like to stay in, myself.”
Kalita smiled at him, “Okay, I’ll introduce you guys to them very soon, then.”
Jenna gave them a suspicious look as Derrille started gathering the empty plates. “Well, then, why don’t you guys go unpack before it gets late? Kalita, be a good hostess and give them a hand.”
“Can I help with the dishes?” Jenna offered.
“You’re so nice, that would be lovely!” Derrille answered, as Kalita smiled.
Carl frantically adjusted himself to hide his boner as he and Kalita stood up to go upstairs. Trying not to be too obviously excited, he followed her up to her room where they’d left their bags, and found himself pressed up against the wall, Kalita’s lips locked with his.
“I’ve never had to wait so long to kiss someone!” she whispered in his ear. As Carl’s hands explored her body, she kissed and sucked on his neck, her breasts pressing against him as her hand slipped past his waistband. She muffled his loud moans with a kiss as her fingers wrapped around his cock, stroking up and down his length. “I never had to wait this long for a cock I wanted, either,” she whispered in his ear.
The moment was cut short, however, when Jenna knocked on the door. “Hey, I’m coming in.”
Kalita didn’t stop stroking, but Carl panicked as he pulled away from her. Kalita stood there confused, unsure why they had to stop.
“Derrille said I should help you guys unpack, but it looks like you haven’t even started.”
Kalita started to answer, but Carl cut her off, “We were just talking about some of the places to meet people.”
“Okay… So, where should we put our sleeping bags?” Jenna asked.
“What kind of bag?” Kalita asked.
“Sleeping bags. Where do we sleep?” Jenna replied.
“In the bed, silly, where else!” Kalita laughed.
“Um… on the floor?”
“Really? You don’t share beds in your country?”
“I don’t think it’s big enough,” Carl tried to say.
“No, we’ve had four or five people in my bed before! It’ll be fine!”
Carl wasn’t going to complain. “Well, I’m not going to fight about sleeping on a bed instead of the floor.”
Jenna was a little more obstinate. “I’ll just stick to what’s familiar,” she said, shooting Carl a blistering glare.
The rest of the packing was uneventful, aside from Kalita keeping Carl rock hard the whole time with kisses and gropes when Jenna wasn’t looking. It wasn’t like Kalita had to try very hard; he couldn’t stop thinking about sex for more than a few seconds at a time. It permeated his mind, and he even caught himself trying to grope his own cock when Jenna dropped something and bent over to pick it up. Kalita, of course, beat him to the punch.
By the time they were finished, Jenna was complaining about being tired, and the three of them got changed and ready for bed. When the girls let Carl back in the room, he could see their nipples poking out through their shirts. Kalita’s breasts looked just as perky and firm as they had when she was wearing her bra. Carl was terrified of his erection slipping out from his waistband, “I’m pretty beat, why don’t we hit the hay?”
“Sure!” Kalita purred, wasting no time getting into the bed, her eyes locked on Carl’s crotch.
“Fine with me,” Jenna said, getting into her sleeping bag as Carl got under the covers next to Kalita.
Kalita wasted no time shoving her hand down Carl’s pants, her soft fingers wrapping around his shaft with an unashamedly eager grip, stroking him up and down under the sheets as Jenna asked, “What time should we get up tomorrow?”
“Any time is fine for me, what do you think, Carl?” Kalita quickened her pace, jerking him off out of sight as she teased.
Carl struggled to speak as his heartrate climbed. “Kalita mentioned a… cafe…”
“Are you alright, Carl?”
“Yeah, Jenna, I’m, uh… fine… Let’s do…” Carl struggled with every ounce of his will not to moan out loud, “Breakfast at the cafe sounds good.”
“Sure, they have great sausages,” Kalita answered.
“Alright, well I need some sleep. Kalita, can you turn out the lights?”
“I’d be happy to,” Kalita answered, her devilish eyes locked with Carl’s as she reached over to turn out the light. As soon as the room was dark, she slid down below the covers and slipped his cock into her mouth, hungrily sucking up and down the length of his shaft.
Carl couldn’t stop the moan as he felt a woman’s tongue on his cock for the first time. “You okay?” Jenna asked, feigning concern.
“Y-yeah, I’m fine!” he answered quickly, as Kalita began to take his cock down her throat. Her warm fingers started teasing his balls, as he struggled to be quiet.
On the floor next to the bed, Jenna listened to the obvious sound of Kalita sucking off her step brother. She felt flushed, and hated herself for the longing ache between her legs. She teased one of her erect nipples as her new roommates explored each other. She’d been feeling weird ever since dinner. When they were doing the dishes, Derrille spilled water on her sweater and had to take it off. Jenna couldn’t keep her eyes away as Derrille stripped, the outline of her breasts pressing against her t-shirt. Now she was listening to a girl she’d met a few hours ago give a blowjob, and letting her free hand drift below her waistband.
Carl was starting to lose control of his moans. As Kalita’s movements got faster, she started stroking him with her hand. A whisper of, “oh, fuck…” reached Jenna’s ears and she couldn’t help but give in to her urges, her delicate fingers furiously rubbing her aching pussy. Pinching her nipple with her other hand, quiet moans began to escape her lips.
Hearing the two of them begin to let their lust out, Kalita made less and less effort to be quiet. She wanted to make sure her mother would hear them before morning, and moaned softly around the stiff cock in her mouth, letting a few slurping noises out as she bobbed her head up and down eagerly.
Jenna was bright red with shame as she teased her clit, hoping to hear her step brother cum. She couldn’t think straight, couldn’t understand her own arousal. All she could think about was how bad she wanted to hear Carl cum in Kalita’s mouth. As his breathing got faster, she blurted, “Make him cum!”
Kalita threw off the bedsheet, and in the moonlight, Jenna watched as Kalita slid up and down his cock, one hand stroking him in sync while the other was buried in her pussy. Carl stopped trying to be quiet at all, “Oh, fuck, that feels so–!” Jenna flicked her clit with a steady, driving rhythm as she watched his body contort, his cock spasming, and she felt an orgasm hit her like a brick as Kalita moaned with each shot that squirted into her mouth. Kalita kept up her stroking and sucking, driving Carl through an intense orgasm as she swallowed every drop of his cum.
Kalita sat up, wiping her chin, with one hand still gently stroking Carl’s cock. “I’m glad to see you’ve come around, Jenna,” she said with a smile that shone in the moonlight.
“What? No, I don’t… this isn’t…” Jenna tried to find an excuse as her mind began to clear.
Kalita stepped out of the bed and walked over to her, revealing her naked breasts. She knelt down next to Jenna and kissed her tenderly, overwhelming Jenna’s rational mind yet again.
Jenna moaned softly into Kalita’s lips, as the scent of cum and Kalita’s perfume filled her senses. She didn’t object to the soft hand that she felt on her waist, or the fingers running through her hair as she fell deeper into the kiss.
Carl watched, his cock still hard, as the two girls made out in front of him, their hands quickly moving under what few clothes they still wore, and their moans becoming more impassioned. He didn’t think twice about starting to stroke his cock as he watched.
“I’ve never kissed a girl before,” Jenna panted, as Kalita’s hand slipped into her panties.
“There’s so much you’ll like even more,” Kalita answered, a devilish grin on her face as she stripped Jenna of her shirt and began kissing her way down her body.
Jenna couldn’t help but make a little squeak with each kiss on her sensitive skin, and as Kalita slid her panties down her legs and past her ankles, she trembled with anticipation. She closed her eyes, feeling Kalita kiss her way back up her legs, just an inch at a time, closer and closer along the inside of her thigh, until Jenna let out a long, deep moan as she felt Kalita’s tongue sliding over her pussy. She turned to look at Carl, stroking his cock, and asked, “Enjoying the show?”
Carl only nodded, as Jenna let out a yelp, feeling Kalita’s tongue finally touch her clit. “Oh, fuck, Kalita, that feels so good!”
Kalita looked up at Jenna’s face, watching her body squirm with every touch. She was sure her mother could hear them by now, and couldn’t stop thinking of all the fun they could soon have with their new guests.
Jenna wasn’t thinking about who might hear them as she began to moan, loudly and lustily, “Fuck, your tongue feels good!” Her hands gripped Kalita’s hair, urging her onward as she got closer to another climax. “I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” she moaned, watching Carl stroke himself as the orgasm washed over her.
Kalita looked up at Jenna’s face as her hips bucked, gently licking her clit through the orgasm. She watched as Jenna’s face contorted in pleasure, and watched as Carl kept stroking himself.
As Jenna sat panting, catching her breath, Kalita sat up on her knees and beckoned Carl over with a finger. Without question, he stood up and walked toward her, his erect cock swaying with each step. When he was close, she wrapped her fingers around his shaft, stroking him gently, and smiling at the moans he made. “Now, I think it is my turn to watch, don’t you?”
Seeing the confused look on his face, she stood up next to him, her fingers still stroking slowly and steadily. Leaning up to whisper in his ear, she said, “Look at her, she’s beautiful, no? You want her, don’t you?”
Jenna smiled up at him, still feeling the afterglow of her orgasm, her eyes watching Kalita’s fingers stroking his cock.
“Her pussy is so warm and wet, you want to slip your cock inside her, I can tell. She wants it, too,” she whispered. Carl moaned with each word she said, “She wants you to thrust inside her, to feel your cock, and all you have to do is give it to her. And all I want is to watch.”
Carl looked down at Jenna, her face a contented mix of satisfaction and lust, and she looked back at him. Her dirty smile was all he needed to crawl down on top of her and get between her legs. He went to kiss her, but she stopped him with a finger to his lips.
“I never fucked a guy before I kissed him before.”
“I’ve never fucked a girl before,” he answered sheepishly.
“Then let’s both enjoy a first.” As she spoke, she wrapped her legs around him, and pulled him inside her. Kalita smiled wide as she watched Carl give his virginity to his step sister, the girl who was so hesitant only hours ago. She sat down on the edge of the bed and spread her legs to start rubbing her pussy, watching the pair experience each other for the first time. Her moans joined a chorus of lust as the three voiced their pleasure.
“Fuck, this feels so good!”
“Harder! Fuck me deeper!”
“You’re so tight!”
“You feel so good inside me!”
“I don’t think I can hold back,” Carl said.
“Don’t hold back, fuck her like you mean it!” Kalita moaned, rubbing her clit. The encouragement was too much, and he started thrusting quickly and deeply.
“Oh, fuck, yeah, fuck me like that!” Jenna moaned. As she heard his breathing quicken, she wanted to tell him to pull out, but when she opened her mouth, what came out was, “I want to feel you cum!”
Kalita couldn’t help herself as Jenna’s desperation pushed her over the edge, shaking with the orgasm that started to hit her in waves. Jenna cried, “Yes, cum for me! Cum inside me!” as her step-brother began to spasm in her pussy, her legs holding him in tightly as he shot his load.
Soon, the three of them were laying there, panting, as Kalita crawled over to them. Carl pulled out of Jenna, and rolled off of her. Kalita immediately went to lick up the cum that dripped from her pussy, and then gently sucked Carl clean, but they were too sore for any more sex. Without much conversation, the three got up and went back to bed.
“I can’t wait to introduce you guys to my friends, you’re going to be very popular.”
“Why’s that?” Jenna asked.
“Small cocks and breasts are very rare here. Everyone’s going to want to play with you.”
The pair were taken aback. “Hey! My boobs are fine!” Jenna said. “And besides, Carl’s cock is plenty big,” she said with a smile.
“Oh, you’re both gorgeous! But the water here makes the girls curvier, and the boys bigger. Breasts like yours are almost unheard of, and so is a cock under twenty centimeters. A lot of boys and girls have fetishes for them.”
“Something in the water?” Carl asked.
“That’s what we think, anyway. You guys should stick to bottled water, I want everyone to be jealous of my playmates,” Kalita said with a smile. “The food should be fine though, there’s no avoiding that anyway.”
“Avoiding what?”
“There’s a rumor that something in our food is an aphrodisiac. I’ve never noticed, but they say most visitors are very friendly after a meal.”
“I thought I felt weird after dinner,” Jenna mused out loud. “I almost wanted to strip Derrille naked, earlier.” The thought made Carl’s cock twitch against Kalita’s leg.
The door opened slowly. “Tomorrow, sweetie,” Derrille said from the doorway. She blew them a kiss and turned to leave, then turned back and lifted her nighty to show the newcomers her breasts. “Get some sleep, you three,” she said, teasing her nipple before letting the fabric back down.
Jenna moved in closer to Kalita and smiled. “I can’t wait for breakfast.”
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