A Scandalous and Memorable Birthday Present

Part 1 – The confession My name is Rakel Sotelo. It all happened one night. It was the birthday of my precious stepsister, Margoth Estevez. My boyfriend Peter and I went to buy her a cake and a small gift. Although she was now an adult, what mattered most was her happiness. She was overjoyed, almost like a little girl. Unfortunately, our parents lived abroad, so it was up to Peter and me to throw her a nice party. ‘Happy Birthday, Margoth!’ Peter and I cheered. My dear reader, you should have seen her face. Margoth hugged me tightly, as she had never done before. ‘Thanks, Rakel. And thank you too, Peter.’ ‘We hope you are having a very nice day, Margoth.’ Peter commented. ‘I am definitely having one, guys! Thank you!’ Nonetheless, that was just the beginning. Later that night, Peter and I took Margoth to the car and blindfolded her. ‘Rakel? What’s this?’ she asked me. ‘Trust me, Margoth. Just relax.’ I said with a very mischievous voice. Peter drove us to our destination. I couldn't wait to see her reaction. I held Margoth's hand the entire time, my heart was pounding. I'm sure Peter felt the same way. We finally arrived, and I removed Margoth’s blindfold. ‘A hotel?’ ‘Yes, Margoth. A love hotel.’ Soon, Margoth looked at us in a very suspicious way. That was my moment; it was now or never. ‘Margoth… You also like Peter. Don’t you?’ Margoth almost jumped, and she would have fallen to the floor if I hadn’t held her hand. ‘Wait… What?’ she asked me. ‘It’s okay, Margoth.’ I said, ‘You can be honest with us. We are not going to judge you.’ ‘Yes, Margoth.’ Peter added, ‘However, we must tell you that we are aware that sometimes you touched yourself when you mentioned my name.’ Embarrassed, Margoth struggled to stay on her feet, and then I helped her sit down. From that moment, I held her hand as Peter came closer. ‘I’m so sorry, Rakel.’ She cried, ‘I… I am so jealous of you. Because you have such a sweet man looking after you. Peter is handsome, kind, and attentive; sometimes I wish I could be with him. Only for me! But I try to control myself! I swear!! I WOULD NEVER DO ANYTHING TO OFFEND YOU!! You are my sister, and I will do anything for you, but… these urges… I am so sorry!’ Margoth finally burst into tears, as if she finally expelled a burden from her soul. I felt bad for her, so I hugged her. ‘I am so sorry, Rakel. I am the worst!’ she sobbed. ‘No. You are not, Margoth. In fact, I appreciate that you are honest with me. I love you.’ ‘I love you, Rakel.’ I stayed beside Margoth, comforting her with warmth in my heart. Then, we took over an hour to relax as we drank soda. ‘Do you feel better, Margoth?’ I asked. ‘Yes. Thanks, Rakel, and thank you, Peter.’ Margoth smiled. ‘But what does this hotel have to do with anything?’ Then I finally revealed the proposal. ‘Margoth… Do you want to have sex with Peter?’ ‘WHAT?!!’ ‘Think of it as your birthday present,’ I said. Margoth’s body trembled again, spilling soda on the floor and on herself. ‘But what about Peter?’ ‘Rakel and I already talked about this,’ Peter revealed. ‘It’s absolutely consensual.’ And it came to pass that Margoth recovered her usual self, for she calmly smiled and nodded her head. ‘Okay. I accept!!!’ To be honest, I was surprised by how quickly she agreed. ‘In that case… Let’s get naked.’ Part 2 – The threesome We all stripped. Margoth and I got aroused with Peter’s erotic masculinity. Then, I knelt and started to suck Peter’s dick. So thick yet so tender, fuelled by our hot nudity. I had experience; I knew how to do it. However, I didn’t forget this was Margoth’s birthday. ‘Margoth, come here.’ Together, we cooperated to give Peter the best fellatio. My man struggled to keep it together; he wasn’t used to this. But this was only the start. I left his dick to Margoth while I sucked his balls. My mind went blank, but Margoth got possessed by her most obscene instincts; she kept sucking his penis. ‘Slow down, Margoth! You will make him cum!’ I joked. But it was too late. Peter released his sperm on my stepsister. ‘I’m sorry, Peter!!’ ‘Margoth, let us take the lead.’ I suggested. Margoth sat on the bed. Peter went in front while I was in the rear. Then, Peter licked Margoth’s pussy. My sister couldn’t resist and moaned like crazy, overwhelmed by the ultimate erotic pleasure; her trembling tickled every nerve of hers and calmed her soul, thanking Life for that weird yet fulfilling moment. I fondled her breasts and played with her nipples. I think the momentum unleashed my basic instincts, for I kissed and licked Margoth’s neck and ears. Her lascivious reactions only encouraged me to go further. ‘Rakel!’ ‘Margoth. You are so cute.’ I said, ‘Your scent is driving me nuts. I want to taste every bit of you.’ Margoth seemed surprised. I never acted like that in front of her. ‘You are also very sexy, Margoth,’ I confessed. ‘Really?’ ‘Yes, Margoth.’ And then, pushed by my words and Peter’s mastery of sucking, Margoth came and dripped so hard. Then, to my surprise, Peter grabbed my hand. ‘Rakel… You are next!’ ‘Huh?’ Peter did the same to me. No restraint, no doubts, his tongue felt so good, and his hands were all over me. Later, Peter’s dick went inside my pussy. He was fucking me like he usually does – at least once per week – tasting, licking and kissing every bit of me! I never understood his method! I love it! It completely made me lose my mind. ‘Rakel, can I suck your nipples?’ ‘Margoth!’ ‘I’ll take that as a yes!’ Margoth sucked my tits. It wasn’t fair! This wasn’t supposed to be about me. Why was I the one being penetrated? The forbidden riches of sex overwhelmed me. My senses were sky-high, and my soul became one with the sweet smell of the daffodils and the compassionate touch of the water. My mind flew over an unknown plane that felt rejuvenating and mesmerising, like the Fountain of Youth. But then, I momentarily returned to the present, for I felt Margoth’s tongue massaging mine; her sweet, delicious saliva was on my mouth. My arms moved on their own, I hugged my sister and kissed her deeply. ‘That was delicious!’ Margoth said with a lascivious expression. ‘No need to stop, Margoth!’ Margoth and I kept kissing each other, while Peter’s masculine fingers penetrated Margoth’s pussy. What was wrong with me? I had never done anything this obscene, but I was very happy. I loved this! Especially when Peter came inside me. Finally, it was Margoth’s turn! Peter put his dick inside her, and I sat on her face, allowing Margoth to taste my pussy while Peter and I shared the most erotic and tender French kiss we could ever share. ‘Margoth. Are you feeling good?’ Peter asked. ‘Yes. That feels good!’ Margoth replied. ‘What about you, Rakel?’ ‘My love! My sweetie! I always enjoy sex with you. You are the one who really gets me.’ I told Peter. From there, we were just spontaneous. We tried many positions–the daisy chain, the throat and throne, the doggy chain, eating doggy (with Margoth and me alternating to eat our respective pussies), and the back door buffet (I guess Peter was turned on with the sight of our anuses). Then, that amazing position, the Pleasure Explosion, was the bomb!!! And finally… I didn’t know how, but Peter penetrated us almost at the same time and make us cum while Margoth and I were on top of each other. Both of us relaxed and kissed again. ‘I will cum!’ Peter said. ‘Let’s come together!’ And then… all of us climaxed together!!! Peter’s cum was all over us. Funny enough, that was just the beginning. *** Part 3 – The afterglow Soon, it was early morning. Margoth and I cuddled on either side of Peter, who hugged us tenderly. ‘Good morning, Margoth.’ I said, ‘And happy birthday!’ ‘Thanks, Rakel. And thank you, Peter!’ In the end, we kissed Peter’s cheeks. Indeed, a birthday to remember for my dear stepsister, Margoth.