I tried to act as cool as possible. Here we were, both 49 years old, and she’s sexting me like a horny teenager. Come to think of it I was drooling over the picture like a horny teenager.
I texted back, “You’re buying picnic wear, why do you need a fitting room?”
After a moment I got the next ding. The message read, “I send you that picture and you want to know why I’m in a fitting room?”
Not being one to be one-upped I replied, “Already seen you naked. But that doesn’t answer my question.”
Me: “I take it back! My sister sending me wholly inappropriate pictures is hot as hell.” I added an eggplant emoji in an effort to be cute.
Yeah. She went there.
Inspiration came to me in that moment and I pulled up google. While she was trying on clothes I made a few phone calls and arranged my own surprise for tomorrow.
Ten minutes later Amy came into the game store carrying a few bags. She walked up to me, wrapped her free arm in mine, and handed me the bags for my free hand. “No peaking,” she said and pulled me from the store to Stan’s happy grin.
“Have a good night, Mr. Drake,” Stan called.
“I’m working on it for him,” Amy replied.
“Where to, Miss Fries,” I asked.
“You’re buying me dinner again for being a smart-ass.”
Part IV
We had a good dinner. I took us for steaks and over the meal we talked more about the picnic the next day. I filled her in on Aunt Ellie being our youngest and only surviving aunt. If Mom had been a “change of life” baby for her parents then Ellie was a “put that damn thing away” baby.
This didn’t take Amy by too much of a surprise. She knew that at 49 she could still have kids so knowing that our mom had us late and our grandparents had Mom and Ellie late it all made sense.
I warned her that most of the family was very conservative. I was looked down on for accepting and supporting Sophie and Lys. To me that made family gatherings more fun because Lys and Sophie made sure to be affectionate at the parties. This wigged out most of the family, including my brothers. Aunt Ellie didn’t care. She loved Lys as much as Grace and I did and loved to watch the stodgy cousins be uncomfortable as much as Sophie and Lys did. I suspected Aunt Ellie had a similar past as Amy before she married Uncle Ralphie.
After dinner we got back to the house. Amy put her bags in the guest room she had chosen. Of course, it was the room right across the hall from mine.
“Where do the girls sleep,” she asked me.
“Other side of the house,” I answered. “Gives us some privacy.”
“Good,” she gave me a wink and a smile.
“What would you like to do,” I asked Amy.
Amy turned to look and without a word she pushed her sundress off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. She turned her back to me and walked toward the deck. “Show me how the hot tub works,” she commanded.
Who was I to say no?
“I love having no visible neighbors,” I thought as I quickly shucked off my clothes and joined her on the deck. After a few minutes we eased into the hot water taking seats among the jets.
“Nothing weird going on here,” I said. “Just a couple of adults hanging out in a hot tub.”
“Naked,” she said.
“Naked,” I agreed.
I moved through the water to kneel in front of her seat. I reached out and grasped either side of her hips and pulled myself closer to her. I lifted Amy’s ass just enough to bring her breasts out of the water and I wasted no time in sucking her left nipple into my mouth, teasing it alternatively my tongue and nipping it with my teeth.
Amy let out a low growl and grabbed my head, running her fingers through my hair. After a few minutes Amy pulled me free from her breast and leaned in and kissed me with white hot ferocity.
We broke the kiss and Amy hauled herself up onto the wall of the hot tub with her legs spread wide giving me an eye to crotch view of her beautiful lower lips. They were already parted slightly, and her clit poked through the top. I had my goal. I pressed my mouth to her folds and began licking her slit from bottom to top stopping briefly to tongue her clit. Each lick brought a low, throaty growl followed by a deep, breathy, “oh,” when I teased her button.
Amy was getting very wet, very fast and it wasn’t from the hot tub. I slid two fingers into her opening and the “oh” turned to an “mmmmm” noise. I sucked her clit into my mouth and began flicking it with my tongue while making circles around the nub. Amy shrieked and wrapped her legs around my head holding me in place. Then she began laughing. I felt her jiggle for a moment and then the laughter became harder. I didn’t think that she had actually climaxed yet but I paused and tried to look up at her.
Amy suppressed the laughter and tightened her grip on my head and said, “Who told you to stop?”
With renewed vigor, I resumed working her clit. Soon she was shrieking again and I had to wrap my arms around her lower back to keep her from falling backwards off the hot tub. When her orgasm subsided, she let me go and the giggles began and she slid back down into the water.
I sat beside her looking into the house. It took me a minute but I saw two towels placed on the deck next to my now folded clothes. There was a piece of paper sitting on the towels.
“Where did the towels come from,” I asked.
Amy began to laugh harder and said, “Lys just put them there.”
Well fuck…
What I hadn’t seen while my face was buried in Amy’s snatch was Lys coming out onto the deck and putting the towels and clothes down. The jiggling I Felt was Amy shaking her tits at Lys the same way Lys shook hers at me when I walked in on her and Sophie.
Still laughing, Amy climbed out of the hot tub and grabbed a towel saying she needed a shower. When she wrapped the towel around herself Amy read the note and laughed again. Turning back to me she briefly flashed me then turned in and went in search of a shower.
I climbed out of the tub, shut it off, and closed the lid. Covering myself with a towel I read the note.
“Like father like daughter, I see. Good for you! But for fuck’s sake be more careful.”
I picked up my clothes and headed inside. I saw two pieces of mail on the kitchen counter from Family Search, LLC. The larger of the two I opened first. The information contained what was a mirror of what Amy’s packet had: Mostly English, related to George Washington (I KNEW IT!), and other bits of random facts. The smaller envelope was of course, the notice of a sibling match in New Paltz, NY. The little DNA chart I assumed would closely match the one on Amy’s letter.
Going upstairs I could hear the shower running in the hall bathroom. I considered joining her for a moment but went into my room and lay down on the bed.
I took my phone from my pocket and texted Sophie, “Anything to report?”
After a few moments I got a reply, “Blood type is a match and Aunt Amy has the clotting anomaly. I asked them to rush the DNA but no guarantees. With the clotting anomaly being so rare it is a pretty safe assumption that Amy is one of us. That with the blood test I’d feel confident in saying she really is your sister.”
“Thanks,” I typed back. I was delighted to know she was my sister. I was also a little sad. That meant that this really couldn’t go anywhere truly serious. I forwarded the info to Cal and Dean as well as Amy. Yawning I put the phone down next to me and I was asleep before my next thought.
I didn’t know how much time had passed but I was woken up by a warm and wet sensation on my dick. I groaned in pleasure as I reached down and felt a soft head of hair that belonged with the mouth. As I rubbed her head a quiet, “mmm” emanated from Amy and I felt the vibration down my shaft. Sitting up partially I began to run my hands down her body. I encountered something that felt like silk on shoulders.
I reached over and turned on the bedside lamp. Looking down there was Amy wearing a black silk half-bra and a pair of black, silk panties with an open crotch. Above the half-bra her perfect tits were pushed up and exposed from her nipples up. Between the bra and panties she had on a corset of which the fabric was made to look like rope.
Amy released my cock and blinked at the light in her eyes, “Hey, what gives?”
“I want to watch what you’re doing,” I replied. Amy gave me a mischievous smile and licked me from the base of my balls to the tip of my head.
“Do you like the surprise I got you today,” she asked playing with her lingerie. I nodded an affirmative and she reversed the lick.
“Sorry,” she said, “I’m not a deep-throater.”
“Not asking you to,” I confirmed, “Just keep up what you’re doing.”
With a satisfied smile she took my cock back into her mouth applying a delightful suction that caused me to roll my eyes back into my head and let out an animalistic growl. Amy began to do a gyrating motion with her tongue around my frenulum, pausing every so often to sink a little further down on my shaft.
“I’m going to cum soon, Amy.”
In reply to my statement, she shoved a hand in her crotch and made the moaning sound again. I felt cool air on my cock as it popped out of her mouth.
“Are you going to feed your sister-your poor twin sister your cum?”
Jesus did she have a mouth on her. I once again nodded the affirmative unable to form a coherent reply.
“I am sopping wet. My brother and his cock make me so wet.” Amy pulled her fingers from her pussy and put them in my mouth. I of course dutifully sucked them clean. It was what she did next that I will never in my life forget.
Amy dipped her fingers back into her well and her mouth took my cock back in. She began the thing with her tongue and my frenulum again and at the same time I felt her stick one of her slippery fingers into my asshole, pushing gently against my prostate and wiggling.
Surprise and raw pleasure combined in a yelp from me and an orgasm so strong I saw flashes of light. I don’t know how long I came but when it was over, I couldn’t move and she had a little cum-drool dripping from her mouth. Amy made a show of wiping it up with her fingers and sucking them clean.
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