I sat for a moment and processed what he said.
“Good,” I said. “We’re on the same wavelength, then.”
“Wait. You didn’t fuck your brothers’ wives did you,” Jags asked, looking disgusted.
“No man,” I said. I think I shuddered. “Get this…”
I spent the next fifteen minutes filling Jags in on Amy and how she showed up at my place on Friday. I filled him in our dinner, our frenzied fucking at the motel, and everything else ending with telling him about the teasing video she sent.
“Holy shit, man. You hit the fucking jackpot. You are excused for not messaging me this weekend. Just wow. Holy shit.”
By now we were nearing our actual meeting time, so I opened the room and Cooper joined us shortly afterward. We did some hard-core planning on the next Blade and Bolt. The three of us wrapped up just in time for me to realize I was hungry and that I hadn’t eaten lunch.
“Okay gents. Same time next week. Your teams have their marching orders. Let’s make a game!”
We disconnected and I wandered back to the kitchen to heat something up.
Ding
Sophie: “Don’t forget to eat.”
Ding
Lys: “Want me to send you some food?”
Yeah, I took her up on that. I sat down to watch some television and wait for my food.
Ding
“You have been added to the group: ‘Fries Siblings.'”
That was new. And a message came up right away.
Bill: “Hey David. Welcome to the group.”
Allen: “Yo.”
Amy: “Miss you, bros.”
Allen: “Alright. Here’s your test. What is the most emotional moment in TV or cinema this last year?”
Me: “The Enterprise D coming out of the hanger of the fleet museum.”
Allen: “YES! He’s on my side!”
The messages went on for a bit. I’ll spare you the nerd bonding between Allen and me. It was pretty cringe worthy.
My cheesesteak arrived and I channel surfed while I ate. Not exactly nutritious but Frank made a hell of a steak.
At that point I was doing everything I could to waste time until 9:00.
My phone dinged again about ten minutes of nine. It was from Amy and it contained a link with instructions to download an app, enter the pin number in the message, and be ready. I followed Amy’s instructions and loaded the app. It came up with a logo that looked like a smiling wifi symbol. The name was “Interbuzz” and the screen simply said, “Partner not online.”
Okay…
I went about setting my laptop up where the camera would get a good view of my bed. I decided to grab my wireless headset from downstairs, so I didn’t have to speak too loudly for Amy to hear me and so Lys wasn’t subjected to hearing any potential noise from Amy’s end if she came home early.
“Deep breath, Dave,” I said to myself. I stripped to my shorts, logged on, and waited. As an afterthought I streamed the laptop’s video to my bedroom TV so I’d be able to see Amy better.
Almost as soon as I got back on the bed Amy’s avatar appeared followed by her face. “Hey, baby,” she said happily.
“Hey Sis, how was your day?”
Amy rolled her eyes and filled me in. Apparently, while prepping for tomorrow’s funeral they received calls for several more. She and the senior-partners of the home would be running funerals three days next week.
I likewise filled Amy in on my progress today. I decided to be honest about talking with Jags and what I told him.
She was concerned. “Are you sure that was good idea?”
“A good idea,” I said, “maybe, maybe not. But it is a safe idea. He is a good man. I wasn’t bragging, Amy. I needed a sounding board.”
“I understand,” Amy said, “and I think I want that, too. My friend Erin would understand.”
“Well, you have my blessing. Hey-is she single? Maybe we can introduce them and you know, close the loop.”
That made Amy chuckle and she started to relax. She laid back on her bed giving me a view of her body which was clothed securely in her jade kimono. I could see the shadow of something under it.
“A little overdressed there, Sis,” I said.
“If you want to see skin you have to make me feel good.”
“How am I going to do that all the way here?”
She smiled coyly at the camera. “Did you download the app like your sister asked you to?”
“Yeah. What is it?”
Amy tapped her phone and then I received a notification on mine. It simply said, “Your partner is online.”
“Launch the app,” Amy said.
I opened the app up and this time I was greeted with a user interface that included pattern settings, intensity, speed, and other choices. Ah. It was for a remote vibrator.
“I got this after Christopher left because it was quiet. Erin had one and set it really got the job done. I’ve just never had anyone to share the code with before.”
I chose the “By touch” choice on my screen. The UI immediately changed to a rendition of a digital vulva complete with a clitoris peaking out the top. Suppressing a chuckled I put my thumb down on the digital clit.
Amy let out a yelp and almost jumped from her bed. “Jesus, Dave! Not so hard so fast.”
I let up and began to just barely touch the screen toward the center.
“Oooh, that’s nice. It feels like you’re touching my pussy lips.”
“Ah,” I thought, “I think I get how this works.” I touched the bottom of the dig-vulva with just the pad of my finger and slowly slid up toward the clit. Amy sucked in a breath and her eyes widened.
“Do that again, David. It felt like you were licking my pussy.”
I began to alternate direction and how hard I was touching but I always ended with a few taps to the clit. “Oooh, it feels like you’re eating me. I loved when you did that,” she groaned.
“You like it when your brother ate you out, huh? Close your eyes and pretend I’m there now.”
Amy opened the kimono. What I saw under it was a set of red lingerie identical to the black set she wore Saturday night. I could see the butterfly like toy covering her slit.
“Oh God, David. I want your tongue inside of me!”
Amy began to twist and pinch her nipples. Her back started to arch off the bed. I began to flick at the image of the clit on my phone screen and Amy went absolutely rigid.
“STOP! David, stop. Don’t make me cum, yet.”
I stopped touching the screen.
“I want to cum when you cum, David,” she said. “Get naked and start stroking. Stroke to the speed of my fingers.”
She pulled aside the part of the vibrator that covered the entrance to her vagina. She slid three fingers in and then looked at me expectantly.
I peeled my underwear off and gripped my dick. With my free hand I changed the app to “pick a speed” and set it to a low vibration. Amy gasped and started to slowly thrust her fingers in and out of her hold. She used her thump to press the toy harder into her clit. I began to stroke in time with her fingers.
“Feel that Dave,” she asked, “that’s your cock sliding in and out of me.”
I upped the vibrator a notch and Amy’s free hand returned to her nipples. She kneaded and pulled at them as her fingers sped up in her cunt. I sped up my stroking.
“Oh, David. Fuck me. You’re fucking me. Fuck your sister. Own your sister. I’m yours. I’m yours for the rest of our lives!”
“I want this forever,” I said. “I want to be able to fuck my sister every night. My twin’s cunt is made for my cock and nobody else’s.” I notched the vibrator up again.
“YES!” Amy sped her fingers up to match the vibrator and I sped up my stroking to match her. “Oh God the only thing missing is your smell. I love your smell.”
I started to turn the vibrator up again and she called out, “I’m close! I’m so close! Don’t let me cum until you do. I want to cum with you.”
I began to speed up my strokes. I was fast approaching the point of no return.
Closer.
“Pleeease,” she begged while frigging herself. “Cum soon. I want to cum but I’m not allowed to you do!”
Kinky.
I felt the surge of cum rocketing up my dick. I jammed the vibrator up to full speed and I let loose like a fucking volcano. Amy’s hand left her breast and she jammed it in her mouth to keep from screaming. We both fell back against our beds exhausted. Amy all but ripped the vibrator away from her clit and she began laughing. I lay there, on my bed, willing my heart to even out. Slowly, Amy’s laughter died.
“I think I left a bite mark on my hand,” she said with another burst of giggles.
“The giggles are weird, Sis.”
“Yeah, not as weird as twins fucking, though.”
She wasn’t wrong.
“Hey, you jumped me, first,” I said.
“And I’d do it again,” she said. “Dave, your camera is blurry. Holy shit! Did you mange to cum on your camera?”
I sat up quickly and I stared wide-eyed at my laptop. I managed to arch my load from the end of the bed, a couple of feet, and all over my laptop and the built-in camera.
Oh shit. I even got the carpet.
“Fuck, I made a mess,” I said. “I need to clean this up.”
“Okay baby,” Amy said, “Message me when you’re ready for bed. Talk to you tomorrow. Love you, Bro.”
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