1. Seven Sisters in Seven Days


    Date: 11/24/2014, Categories: Hardcore, Author: prairiedogg, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    Have you ever felt tired, so tired that you can't even get it up? I don't think I'm there yet, but it can't be far away. I never thought too much sex could ever wear me out, but I was wrong, so wrong. Maybe it wasn't the amount of sex, but the style, the variations, the number of partners, the immoral circumstances and God knows what else finally got to me. Right now, I feel so tired that if my dick fell off it could be a blessing. I suppose I should explain. My name is Sloan. I'm 22 years old and, up until last month, I was a newlywed. My wife, Chelsea, died in a terrible accident. Actually, you could say she was killed when she was hit by a pie wagon while crossing the street. Actually it was an Entenmann's tractor trailer, but it had pies onboard, so it was, technically, a pie wagon. I'm not making light of her death by bringing this up, but seeing the irony in it helps me to deal with it. Otherwise I would go crazy. The unexpected and tragic death of anyone, much less a spouse, is not easy to understand. And that shit about it being "the Lord's way" is just pure rot. Dead is dead, and no amount of spin or rationalization is going to change it. Chelsea and I had been married only eight months, but we were in love and I was prepared to grow old with her at my side. She came from a very wealthy family, but she never flaunted her wealth. At 28, she was the youngest of eight, all of them women. Her sisters ranged in age from 30 to 42. They were all two years apart. I guess ...
    that was some example of perfect family planning. Maybe the rich are highly organized, I don't know. She sure had a big family, though. Keeping her sisters' names straight during the week of our wedding was pretty difficult. Most of them were all pretty in their own way, none of them exactly supermodel quality, but memorable. Each one had some sort of distinguishing feature that set them apart. Chelsea and I enjoyed a rather exciting sex life. We did just about everything imaginable ever since we met three years ago. We had threesomes with friends, did some role-playing, even went the food route during sex. We were anything but normal when it came to sex. After the funeral, Chelsea's mother, Robyn, asked me to stay for a week or two at their estate in the Hamptons so that Chelsea's affairs could be put in order. She was a very pleasant woman, attractive for her age, and very persuasive. She was a widow herself, her husband having passed a few years earlier. After speaking with her, I felt that I didn't really have a choice in the matter, so I made plans to stay. Little did I know what a crazy time awaited me. As I got settled in, staying in the guest suite of rooms at her estate, I wondered where Chelsea's sisters were staying. I didn't have to wait long for an answer. A knock at the door brought me out of my thoughts. It was Shannon, Chelsea's next oldest sister. I let her in and she stood in front of me. Shannon was a little on the chubby side, with a large set of tits and an ...
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