Moving in with My Sister

Literotic asexstories – Moving in with My Sister by Damnyoureyes,Damnyoureyes ***This is part eight of what I believe will be at least a ten part series following an evolving incestuous relationship between adult siblings. You would enjoy this much more if you read the previous seven, but it can also be read as a standalone. All characters in sexual situations are over 18.***

The first thing Kelly and I did after we got the keys to our new house was fuck in the empty kitchen. I’m sure a lot of couples have christened their new house like this over the years, but most of them were probably married. Kelly is my older sister.

It was the fall of 2021 and we had been carrying on an incestuous relationship for almost nine months. We were weeks away from Kelly’s 45th birthday and then my 41st, and now we were back to living together.

The first time had been in the Spring of 2020 when Kelly had ended up crashing at my apartment following her very messy divorce. We found ourselves in very tight quarters, and we wound up hearing one another masturbating. Which, while certainly awkward, was also very hot, and we both thought so.

Our relationship had started slow. At first we just watched porn while masturbating together, but soon enough Kelly made it clear that she was looking for more. I struggled with profound shame as it became more and more clear to me that I wanted more as well.

Eventually Kelly returned to Texas to be near her daughter, and it was a classic case of absence making the incestuous lust burn hotter. We rendezvoused around Christmas of 2020 and began our physical relationship, and once we crossed that line we were both fully and enthusiastically smitten with one another.

When Kelly’s daughter Reagan had enrolled at Liberty University in Virginia, I was initially excited that it would be so much easier for us to meet up. That was because Kelly had planned on moving to Virginia to get away from her ex and his family while continuing to mend her previously frayed relationship with Reagan.

My excitement ended up getting tempered a bit when I realized that it was at least a 4-hour drive from my place in Baltimore to Lynchburg, which meant we still wouldn’t be seeing each other as often as I would have liked.

In the late summer Kelly was telling me about her apartment and job search while staying at a hotel in Lynchburg. She inadvertently planted a seed in my mind when she said that most of the best places she was seeing were for sale rather than for rent.

A few days later I got an email from my building’s management company notifying me that they were raising my rent by $350 a month when my lease expired at the end of October. As I fumed about it to Kelly I said “For over two grand a month I should just buy a place!” and the seed burst into flower within seconds.

“You know… we could just get a place together.” I offered.

“Yeah right!” Kelly scoffed.

“I’m serious Kelly! I have the money from when Ellen and I sold our house when we split up, and you must still have some of the money the reverend gave you, right? Why not buy a place down there together?”

“Well your job is in Baltimore, firstly…”

“I work from home now!”

“Yeah…” she dragged out as if she was struggling to think of a ‘secondly’ before hitting me with “How would we explain living together to Mom, or Reagan?”

“Well Mom is fully aware of how crazy the housing market is right now, so the two of us pooling our resources would make sense, and I would think Reagan would get it too.”

“I don’t know Paddy…”

Her resistance was short lived. The next day she sent me a few listings she had found on line. Within a few days we had contacted a realtor in the Richmond area since Kelly decided she wanted to be close to Reagan… but not too close. Reagan appreciated it too.

We had started out only looking in Richmond but our agent Mary sent us a listing for a house about halfway between there and Lynchburg that bowled us over. It was a 3 bedroom 2 bath with a detached 3-car garage that had an in-law suite over it, which was pretty much the size of my Baltimore apartment. The price was high, in keeping with the COVID era market, but with the chunk of combined money we had to put down, the mortgage payment was still going to be almost $200 less than my rent in Baltimore was before the increase.

The best part of the house was that it sat on a bit more than 11 acres of mostly wooded property along rt 60, just to the west of Cumberland, VA. There was a long drive that snaked back to the house, which meant that it was not visible from the road. In short: it was a perfect hideaway for a brother and sister with much to hide away.

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We closed on the house the day after my 41st birthday and we moved all of Kelly’s stuff into the little apartment over the garage. About a week later Reagan spent her fall break helping us pack my apartment up and move into what we had taken to calling “The Big House”, But the separation was totally for appearances sake. Once we had dropped Reagan back at school we began to share the master bedroom like a couple.

Over the next few months we settled into a very pleasant routine, and I have to admit, it was the best cohabitation experience I have ever had. No offense to my two ex-wives, but not only was Kelly a superior lay to both of them, she was also and ideal housemate. As much as we had despised each other as kids, us ending up loving living together was almost more surprising than how much we liked fucking.

Studies show that it takes about 60 days to form a new habit, and that’s just about how long we got to get extremely used to our new living arrangements before Reagan’s winter break arrived. She decided to not go back to Texas, choosing to come stay with us instead. That meant that we spent three weeks with the very awkward arrangement of Kelly sleeping in “her apartment” out back, Reagan in the spare bedroom in The Big House, and me being very lonely in my bed without my sister.

That also left me in the house alone at night with my niece, and despite where you think this may be going, Kelly had made it very clear that her daughter was an absolute no-go. For how enthusiastically she dove into our incestuous relationship, she had no desire for Reagan to even find out about it and certainly never to participate.

I was certainly fine with that, but I have to admit: once my brain was opened to this type of forbidden lust, I found it hard not to see my niece sexually for the first time. A few days before we took her back to school in early January I had an incredibly vivid sex dream about Reagan. In it, she came into my room and said that she was sorry for being a cockblock during her stay, and climbed into my bed, and onto my cock.

I woke up with a raging hardon and scrambled to grab my laptop and the password protected hard drive that held the sex tape Kelly had sent me the year before. As I lay in my bed stroking my cock the imp of perversion got the better of me, and I navigated to Instagram to scroll through Reagan’s photos, looking for her Senior Week trip to South Padre Island.

It truly no longer felt taboo to me to fuck my sister, but it felt thrillingly wrong to be stroking my cock to photos of Reagan in her bikini. There were so many things about her that reminded me of Kelly, both now and when she was Reagan’s age, but there were also some differences that my lustful brain locked onto. To paraphrase the bard:”She has an ass that’ll swallow up a g-string, and up top? Two bee-stings.”

That was Shakespeare right? Or was it Lord Byron? Perhaps it was Kanye. I always get those guys confused.

Whoever said it, Reagan certainly seemed to know what her best side was. In most of her pictures she was looking back over her shoulder showing off her plump 18-year-old ass. But the picture that finally made me come was a candid shot from the side where she was bent back with her arms in the air and looking like she was howling up into the sky.

Even from the side, her ass looked phenomenal! But what ended up getting me was when I focused on her small chest, the thing she least had in common with heer mom. Her clavicle and sternum were sweaty, and her nipples poked against her white bikini top.

I came so hard that I realized I was panting. I cleaned up and got a shower where shame washed over me almost as much as the hot water. It only deepened when I walked downstairs and saw Reagan in the kitchen reaching for a coffee mug, causing her tee shirt to rise up enough to show off her little pink shorts clinging to that fabulous ass.

When I saw Kelly that morning I felt like total shit, like I had cheated on her or something. I wrestled with if I should tell her about what I did, but in the end I decided no good could come from it. I also decided that it should be a one time thing. No more jerking off looking at Reagan’s thirst traps.

Kelly could tell something was off about me, and she nearly correctly chalked it all up to us going three weeks without our usual sex or intimacy. It was Kelly’s suggestion that we get away together once Reagan went back to school. She suggested something like the Outer Banks, but since it was now early 2022 and we were both fully vaccinated I suggested we leave the country. Kelly was initially resistant but it became apparent that the only reason was the cost.

She still wasn’t working or contributing to the mortgage payment, and although we didn’t talk about it much, I know it was bothering her. I had no problem with it since my monthly expenses had actually gone down by getting rid of my rent and monthly parking fee in the city.

“I don’t care about any of that shit Kel. I want to take you somewhere warm, where I can watch pervs check you out in a swimsuit. Some place where no one knows us and we can just… be.”

That seemed to sway her, but as the price tag rose on the proposed trip she was grappling with even more guilt or shame of her own about not contributing monetarily to our new shared life. As we drove home from dropping Reagan back at school I finally talked her into going on the trip, but she insisted that she would pay me back no matter how much I objected.

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In the end we settled on a week in Aruba. Ever careful to avoid any suspicion of our new living arrangement, Kelly would make it seem that she was going on the trip herself while I stayed in Virginia working from home. Now we were just counting down the days till we left in February.

Having the house to ourselves again was great and we did jump back into our usual routine, but there was a new tension around us. I was still feeling guilty about jerking off to Reagan’s pics and wrestling with the thought that I could easily scroll back to those South Padre Island pics anytime I wanted to. For her part, Kelly was making a pretty obvious show of applying for jobs.

The stress briefly ramped up during the 24 hours before our departure. We had to get a negative PCR test to enter Aruba and the place I booked us into outside Dulles Airport didn’t have our reservations when we showed up the afternoon before the flight. We got all that settled only to end up being awoken by the fire alarm at the hotel at 3:45 AM and weren’t allowed back into the building till 5. When we finally got on the plane we ended up sitting on the tarmac for an hour because there was a guy who refused to wear a mask.

COVID was such a tiring time.

All the stress seemed to evaporate as we picked up our rental car and steered our way toward Eagle Beach. We had to kill some time before we could check in to the hotel, so we stopped for lunch. In addition to some kick ass tacos, we also both got a kick of the waitress saying what a cute couple we were and asking how long we’d been married.

After we checked in we grabbed a couple of chairs and a cooler that the hotel lent out and planted ourselves under a fofoti tree down on the beach. We spent most of the rest of the afternoon drinking and getting some reading done. After a refreshing dip in the ocean (where I did get to see a guy checking Kelly out in her bikini) we headed back to the room to wash up before dinner.

Dinner was great, but we had other priorities, so we rushed through it in order to get back to the room and jump in bed together for some enjoyable vacation sex. And that’s how the next few days went. We woke up and swam in the ocean before spending the whole morning under our tree reading or talking. Then we’d grab lunch and head back to the hotel to fuck before getting dinner. It was very relaxing and seemed to be just what we needed to unwind.

The fourth night our waiter told us we couldn’t visit Aruba without going to see Blackstone Beach so we decided to take a little road trip across the island the next morning to check it out. When we got close there was a sign warning that only 4×4’s should drive down what passed for a road, and Kelly suggested that we turn back since our rental was a sedan.

I wanted to push on, but the further we went the worse the road got, to the point where I started to worry about tearing a gas line or popping a tire. For some reason I really wanted to see this beach, so I pushed Kelly to walk the rest of the way since it was “only” half a kilometer away.

It seemed like a good idea at the time, but it was very hot and I had neglected to bring any water, so by the time we had passed our thousandth cactus and had both soaked through the armpits of our shirts Kelly was royally pissed at me.

And that’s where we had our first fight as a couple, and it was way worse than any fight we had as kids. We screamed at each other as people rode by on their four wheelers and by the time we made it to the beach it was clear to both of us that we weren’t fighting about a hot walk on a rocky dirt road.

“Just be honest Paddy! You resent the fact that I’m not paying for anything. I can tell! You’ve been acting odd for weeks now! I’m not blind you know?”

“Kelly…” I said before pausing to sigh. “You’re not wrong about me acting odd, but it’s not because of the money. I truly don’t give a shit about the money. I make a good living but my life was also very empty before we moved in together. I’ve been so damn happy with you and I couldn’t care if you ever contribute a dime.”

I saw Kelly’s shoulders drop and a look of relief quickly spread across her face, showing that she finally believed me about the money. Then her face screwed up into a questioning expression as she began to wonder what it was that was causing me to behave a bit differently around her recently.

So I unburdened myself.

“Kel, If I’ve been acting strange its because I did something fucked up. When we were sleeping apart during Reagan’s visit I…”

“Oh god, Paddy, you didn’t! I told you she was off limits!” She said with tears beginning to wet her eyes.

“No no no! I didn’t do anything with her, or tell her what we were doing in any way. But… I got horny one morning and I jerked off to her summer vacation pics.” and with that my head dropped in shame.

“Oh!” She said in a surprisingly upbeat tone. “Is that it?”

I was baffled by her blase’ response.

“Pat we’ve talked about this before. When it comes to coming there’s very little that I see as off limits. Now… you touching my daughter, or her finding out what we are up to? That’s off limits! But just jerking it to her bikini pics? Hell, I’d be lying if I said I haven’t noticed what a great body she has. But that’s it. I don’t know how we got lucky enough to both be ok with this thing we’re doing, but I don’t expect that its very common, and I sure as hell don’t think Reagan would be into it.”

Once again in this crazy fucked up journey I was on with my sister she had both put me at ease and blown my mind with how open and understanding she was. We were standing on a beautiful rocky outcropping as the Atlantic waves slapped into the coast, and I feel like we got even closer.

My only response was to just wrap my arms around her and start to kiss her, which elicited a huge round of applause from the dozen or so 4×4 riders who had obviously been watching our fight from afar. After that we fully enjoyed the beauty of secluded Blackstone Beach.

Despite our rapidly increasing thirst, the walk back to our abandoned rental car was also much nicer. We strolled hand in sweaty hand till we reached the car and cranked up the AC. Then we stopped for drinks at the first place we came to.

With the air finally cleared between us, the rest of the day was easy and fun. We were joking, flirting, and fully enjoying each other’s company. As fate would have it, that night was February 14th and I had booked us for dinner dinner at a highly rated place right on the beach.

Kelly wore a beautiful little black dress which I felt made me look a bit under dressed in my white shirt and tan linen pants, but she said that she thought I looked tropical and handsome. Luckily, I flatter easily.

When we arrived our waitress wished us a happy Valentines Day and introduced herself as Maud. Upon seeing the surprise on my face she went into an obviously well rehearsed line about how Maud is still a very common Dutch name, even if it was “only for old ladies” in America which drew a snorting laugh from Kelly.

As she brought our drinks I took notice of some similarities young Maud bore to Reagan, namely that she was doing plenty to round out her snug black capri pants while very little to fill up her crisp white button down.

I don’t know if Kelly picked up on my leering, but when Maud brought our shrimp cocktails she surprised me by asking some personal questions of the girl.

“So Maud, it must have been pretty lean around here during the worst of COVID. Are you working here while you’re in school?”

“Oh, yes Miss. The island relies so much on tourism that a lot of these jobs were hit very hard. I was out of work for almost a year. I was in school when COVID started… I was lucky enough to go to college in the US, since I’m a swimmer. I’m really hoping all my visa issues get cleared up so I can go back again in the fall.”

“That’s fantastic, where do you go?” Kelly asked while gently placing her hand on Maud’s forearm.

“Uh, the University of Tampa Miss. It’s just Division II not too big a deal…”

“Oh come on now! Don’t be modest! Neither of us were athletes in college. And our daughter just started her freshman year and she seems to be having a hard enough time with her grades without all the practices and meets. You should be proud!”

“Thank you Miss, that’s very nice of you.” Maud said in an awkward whisper while putting her hand over Kelly’s which was still resting on her arm.

“Wow, what the hell was that?” I asked as Maud walked away.

“I’ll show you.” Kelly said with a smirk while furiously typing in her phone. “University of Tampa… uh… here we go… Athletics, women’s swimming, archive roster… 2019-2020… aaaaaaand… Here she is… Maud Van Dijk from Oranjested Aruba… born 3/22/2000… Back/fly/Individual Medley… five-foot-seven… oh, nice there’s a link to her Insta.”

As Kelly turned her phone to show me a pic of our waitress in a bikini on what appeared to be an Aruban beach I just stared at her in amazement.

“Jesus Kel, maybe you should be a detective!”

“Oh that? That was nothing. I thought I’d have to ask her a few more questions before I was able to find her socials, but she made it easy on me! But, just think of the fun we’ll have back in the room later scrolling through her feed!”

“Fuck I love how twisted you are, you know that Kel?”

As we wrapped up desert I was already thinking about getting Kelly back to the room for some on line perving. When Maud dropped the check off Kelly leaned over and whispered “You know I am sensitive about spending your money, but leave a very good tip. Like absurdly good. North of 50%.”

The bill came to $147.55 so I just pealed two hundreds and then a twenty out of my wallet and put it in the little black folio. Gotta love that they take US dollars in Aruba!

When Maud came back and took our payment Kelly asked if they offered to-go cups, and if so if she could get an iced tea to go. Maud cheerfully said she would be right back, and as she walked away Kelly smirked at me again. Maud came back with two plastic cups of tea and the bill folio still under her arm.

“Here you go” She said setting the teas down. “But I didn’t know how much change you wanted…”

“No no the rest is for you! You were fantastic, and earned ever cent, honey.” Kelly assured her while patting her lower back. “Tell me Maud, where is a good place to go for a drink and maybe a little bit of dancing? Not a place tourists go, but like, where would you go if you were going to go out and have fun tonight?”

“Uh… my favorite place to go is a club called HIDDEN. Its a bit of a tourist place too, but its good because I like going somewhere where I don’t already know every one there, you know?”

“Well that’s where we’ll go for sure. Are we ok to go in what we’re wearing?” Kelly asked standing up, and dragging me out of my seat.

“Oh yes Miss! You look great! And you too sir.”

“Well we’re going to go and have a ton of fun. You should join us! Drinks are on us!”

Kelly once again shocked me with her forwardness. She had done this same thing to a hostess at an Italian restaurant in Alabama when we rendezvoused there for Christmas the year before.

She put her arm around me and we walked away from the surprised waitress/swimmer. Unlike with the girl in Alabama, this time it seemed to have actually landed. Maud called after us: “Drinks are on you guys huh, I’m off at 11 maybe I’ll see you there.” Kelly seemed very pleased with herself, and as we walked back to the hotel she was practically giddy.

“We’re not actually going to that club are we?” I asked

“Uh… of course we are! You’re telling me that you don’t want to see if that gorgeous creature shows up?”

There was no point arguing with her when she was like this. Her mind was made up so I decided to kill part of the over two hours we had before Maud’s shift ended by getting a bit of a nap. I nodded off quickly and slept deeply for about an hour before Kelly woke me up a bit past 10:00 with a yelping orgasm while looking at Maud’s Instagram pics.

While she took a quick shower to refresh herself, I did a couple of jumping jacks to get my blood flowing. At 41 I was no longer used to arriving at the bar at 11 PM but I sure as hell didn’t want my 45 year old sister to show me up.

We walked into the club at 11:15 and there was no sign of Maud, but the club was a veritable meat market anyway. I made my way to the bar to get a Red Bull & Whisky for Kelly and a straight Red Bull for myself, and by the time I was able to get the barkeep’s attention and procure drinks, Kelly had already found a dancing partner.

She was a very pretty Latin girl and she barely took notice of me when I handed Kelly her drink, which she downed in one pull before mouthing “another?” at me over the thudding music. By the time I returned with two more drinks, one for each lady, Kelly had her arms around the girl’s neck, and their legs were intertwined as they gyrated towards each other.

They each downed their drinks and returned their attention where it had been, leaving me to feel like a bit of a waiter. So, it’s gonna be that kind of night, huh? I thought.

On my next trip to the bar I ordered three double vodka shots and did mine at the bar before returning to Kelly’s corner of the dancefloor. Her partner was gone so we each downed the shots and began to dance together.

I am a wretched dancer but two doubles in three minutes helped, and I actually started to have fun. Kelly detached from me to start dancing with another girl young enough to be her kid, so I made my fourth bar trip inside half an hour.

This time when I returned Maud was there hugging Kelly as if they were old friends. She was wearing one of those triangle “shirts” that tie around the neck and back, just barely covering her tits while leaving her toned back and abs on display. She paired the showstopper of a shirt with loose ripped jeans and white sneakers. Her hair was in a tight ponytail and she wore little to no make up. She looked impossibly cool in the way that only the young can.

She offered me a less enthusiastic hug in exchange for the drink I had meant for Kelly’s last dance partner, but then returned her attention to my sister. Off I went to the bar with three empty glasses while Kelly lived it up with young Maud.

It went like this for the next half hour until Kelly saw me yawn, which spurred her into action. She leaned in and spoke into Maud’s ear, and whatever she said drew first a smile, then a laugh with a little eye roll. Kelly followed that by kissing her way down the girls neck and then across her collar bone to the other side of her neck. Maud then said something in Kelly’s ear to witch Kelly nodded. Then they hugged again Maud walked off.

“Are you ok to drive, or do we need an Uber?” Kelly said flatly.

“What the hell? What did you say to her, and what did she say back?”

“I told her that we’re not as young as her and we couldn’t stay out all night, so if there was any chance that the night would end with her back at our hotel room then we should just go now. Then she said that she’d be fine with that, but she’s way more into girls than guys so she would mostly just want to mess around with me, but she doesn’t care what you do to me during.”

“So… no three-way, more of a two-and-a-half-what then, huh?”

Kelly rolled her eyes at me, took my hand, and started pulling me toward the door. When we got there Maud was at the coat check collecting her things, and we all exited together. There were cabs outside and Kelly and Maud climbed into the back of the first one together. I happily joined them, not that they seemed to take much notice of me. They sat arm in arm giggling and whispering to each other as we took the short 10 minute drive to the hotel.

When we walked into the room Kelly pushed Maud against the wall and started kissing her deeply. Maud responded by moaning into my sister’s mouth and wrapped her leg around Kelly’s ass, drawing her closer.

Kelly broke the kiss and pushed Maud lightly against the wall by her shoulders looking her right in the eyes. What she said next might have surprised me more than Maud.

“You know how I said we have a daughter? Well, I have a daughter, Pat and I just got married last year. Before that he was my deceased husband’s best friend so my daughter has always called him Uncle Pat.”

“Uh, ok…” Maud replied

“I really like that you have a similar figure to Reagan, my daughter, and I know Pat thinks she’s sexy, and that’s kind of why you caught our eye. Is that a problem.”

Maud smirked and her glance shot back and forth between Kelly and I. What she saw was a shocked look on my face and a hungry but serious face on Kelly’s. She shrugged her shoulders and just started kissing Kelly again.

At first I thought that she was just willing to ignore this fucked up revelation for the sake of having fun with Kelly, but when Kelly broke their kiss and said “now take your clothes off and go lay on the bed” Maud responded by saying “yes mommy.”

She kicked off her shoes and dropped her jeans while Kelly pulled the strings on her little triangle shirt and then she was stood there in just a lacy cream colored thong. She went to pull those down as well, but Kelly stopped her and pointed to the bed. She sat down and then scooted her butt back till she was in the middle of the bed.

I walked up behind Kelly and unzipped her dress pushing it over her shoulders to show off her black bra and matching panties. As much as I loved seeing my sister like this, it was a whole other experience to be looking over her shoulder at a sexy 22 year-old. Especially one who didn’t balk when told that we wanted to fuck her because she looks like our daughter.

Kelly removed her own bra and panties and knelt on the bed between Maud’s legs. She kissed down her inner thighs and then grazed her puckered lips over the fabric of her panties causing Maud to roll her head from side to side sighing.

I shucked my clothes off and knelt on the floor at the edge of the bed, with Kelly’s ass in the air right in front of me. No light kisses and teasing for my slut of a sister, I latched my mouth on to her wet pussy and probed her with my tongue.

“Oh, he’s tongue fucking my pussy baby, do you like that?” Kelly purred

Maud propped herself up on her elbows and locked eyes with me as I devoured Kelly’s cunt. As she kept watching, Kelly pulled Maud’s panties to the side and started licking her lightly, building up the teasing. I could tell when Kelly transitioned from teasing to serious pussy eating when Maud dropped back down on the bed and reached up to put her fingers in Kelly’s hair.

Even with her back flat on the bed again she was still holding her neck up to watch me eating Kelly out from behind. Seeing this Kelly asked “Do you like the view baby girl?”

“Yes mommy, I like seeing your butt up in the air while he licks you.”

“Do you want Uncle Paddy to lick mommy’s asshole?”

“Oh yes mommy! Please.”

With that I raised up a bit and began to slather Kelly’s asshole with her own slickness combined with my spit. Maud let go of Kelly’s hair and once again propped herself up to get a better view of what I was doing.

From my new vantage point I looked down beyond Kelly’s busy head to Maud’s super taught abs and little a-cup tits topped by tiny yet very hard pink nipples. When she raised her eyes from Kelly’s ass to catch my gaze she instantly looked away, but then returned to look at me again. I made a show of sloppily eating Kelly’s ass while my eyes began to dart back and forth from her abs and tits to her face.

“If you keep doing that you’re going to make me come mommy” Maud groaned.

Whatever Kelly was doing to her she seemed to step it up, because Maud fell back on the bed again and ran her hands up to pinch and twist her own nipples as she came. She bucked and rolled her pelvis, but Kelly stayed attached to her and never stopped.

When Kelly was more aroused than normal she got exceedingly wet, which always made me salivate like a cartoon character. One time when I was eating her out I realized I was swallowing a lot more of our combined liquid than usual and I decided to stop swallowing and use the mouthful of liquid to slosh against her cunt in what I eventually called hydraulic head.

Kelly said that the feeling of the warm liquid against her sensitive, post-orgasm clit was mind blowing. Well, based on the sloppy swishing sounds coming from Kelly’s mouth as it was attached to Maud she was now blowing our little unicorn’s mind. She pushed at Kelly’s head and made little hesitation noises as if to object to this continued attention after her orgasm had ended.

“I’m so sensitive… what.. what are you doing to me… oh god.. oh fuck.. stop.. oh fuck don’t stop… mhhhhh… I’m… I’m….”

Kelly upped the ante, keeping her mouth latched on Maud’s pussy as her orgasms rolled into one another. I could hear even more sloshing noises and Kelly’s throat made swallowing and glucking noises as her mouth got fuller and fuller. By now I had stopped eating Kelly’s ass and I was just watching. Maud’s head and shoulders rocked from side to side as Kelly continued to expertly buffet her sensitive clit.

I didn’t know how much more Maud could take. She was now just emitting a consistent low “uhhh” sound again and again with her eyes tightly closed and her fists clenched. But then suddenly she very seriously said “Oh god” and with that I heard Kelly take a couple deep swallows.

Maud was now just screeching as Kelly ran her tongue over every part part of her labia, but taking care to avoid her clit, which looked almost painfully swollen. As Kelly withdrew to stand next to me Maud lay there, eyes still tightly closed, fists clenched, and gently swaying from side to side as if she just stepped back on shore after weeks at sea.

I knew first hand that my sister was an artist when it came to blow jobs and now I saw that she ate pussy just as well, if not better.

Kelly kissed me deeply and my hand went right to her crotch where three of my fingers glided down her pussy before curling inside her. I don’t know why but in that moment I was compelled to wrap my left arm around her lower back and literally lift her up with my fingers inside her and my thumb pressing tightly against her pubic hair.

I cheated a bit by resting her ass lightly on my thighs, but for the most part was holding her up by the cunt, which I had never done or even thought about before that moment. She began to rock her hips and growl in my mouth at about the same time that my legs started to tremble, so I lifted her a bit higher and removed my arm while pushing her back by the crotch, effectively throwing her on the bed by her pussy.

As she flopped on the bed she had a wild look on her face that I hadn’t yet seen during the course of all our sordid endeavors. She had landed right next to Maud who had her legs locked together like she had to piss, and was holding a hand firmly in place over her still panty covered crotch. She was wriggling around while lightly tracing her index finger on her hard nipple and chewing on her lower lip.

“Fuck that was hot! Who are you people?” she asked through gritted teeth.

“We’re just a couple of kinky old folks who are so lucky to get to play with a sweet young thing like you!” Kelly said as she coaxed Maud to roll over on her hands and knees.

Maud reached back to take her panties down, but Kelly stopped her. She slid along the bed so her splayed pussy was right in front of Maud’s face. She grabbed the young swimmer by the back of the head and jerked her down into her crotch until their lips met.

I was absentmindedly stroking my cock watching all of this happen when Kelly shifted her gaze to Maud’s ass wiggling between us. Kelly did a little tilt of her head while razing her eyebrows as if she were asking me or telling me something without words.

So I took the opportunity to really focus on Maud’s plump and athletic ass. I bent closer and and enjoyed how her wetness changed most of the gusset of her panties from cream colored to more of a khaki. From a foot away I could smell her arousal and it was driving me wild.

I looked back to Kelly and snarled as if to say “holy fuck she’s so hot” and I continued to stroke my dick. Kelly rolled her eyes and shook her head in a clear sign that she was looking for something different in that moment.

“Sweety, don’t stop eating mommy’s pussy – you’re doing such a good job – but look up at me. Good girl. You liked watching Uncle Paddy lick my ass, didn’t you?”

“mhm mhm” She answered with a mouth full of my sister.

“I thought so! Well, since your little cunny is probably too sensitive to play with right now, Uncle Paddy is going to eat your ass while you make mommy come, ok?”

“mhm mhm”

“Ok, he’s going to leave your panties on while eats your ass because he likes sexy panties… and he’s going to need to keep them when we’re done, ok baby?”

“mmmmmmmh, mhm mhm” Maud purred.

And with that I was finally dealt into the hand and I was ecstatic because I thought I was only going to get to watch them.

I knelt behind her and hooked my fingers under the bottom of the waste of her panties. Then I ran my fingers down from her upper leg, over her firm ass, until I got to the point where they popped out the other side in her crotch. I pulled them to the side and mopped her sweaty little butthole roughly with my tongue.

I licked for quite a while with my eyes closed but when I opened them I locked eyes with Kelly and her face slowly curled into a wide toothless smile. For the first time in my life I knew what people meant when they said someone had ‘fire in their eyes’ because her stare seemed to radiate heat back at me.

I glanced down to draw her attention to my hand pumping my cock underneath me. Her eyes widened and she said “Pat, don’t swallow. Come here and spit in my mouth.”

I walked on my knees up the bed with my cock still in my hands and drooled all the collected liquid from my mouth into hers. She yanked Maud’s face up and the younger woman took a deep breath as if she was waiting for an opportunity. As she was exhaling Kelly spit the contents of my mouth on to her own tits, tummy, and even down onto her mound.

She gathered some of this mess and spread it on herself, and then jerked Maud’s face back to work with renewed lubrication. Maud was now making a growling noise deep in her throat that was causing her to exhale hard enough out her nose to cause the one dry patch of Kelly’s pubes to sway back and forth.

“You’re doing such a good job baby girl. Do you want to make mommy really happy?” She said in her best mom voice,

“yas bmobby” Maud replied through her full mouth.

“Ok, good. You’re very close to making mommy come but now I want to watch Uncle Paddy put his dick in you while I face fuck you ok?”

“Oookay bmobbyyyy”

“Good girl. I promise you he’s very clean so he’s not going to use a condom. Are you clean enough for him to fuck you without a condom?”

“I haven’t had a dick in 2 years… I’m good if he’s good” Maud said in a very official and matter-of-fact way after lifting her head.

“That’s good. Are you wet enough for him to start?”

“Yes mommy.” She said before turning back to me and asking “Will you fuck my pussy Uncle Paddy?”

I was shocked by the change of the pretty well defined boundaries that were set going into this encounter. What I didn’t know until afterwards was part of all that whispering and giggling in the cab was Maud agreeing to let me fuck her if Kelly made her come exceedingly hard.

I’m not the biggest guy in the world but I drew a raspy grunt from her as I slid in. It had been more than two years since the last time I fucked anyone other than Kelly and she felt heavenly.

Kelly started to pull Maud’s head back to her pussy when Maud interjected “uh, but I’m not on anything, sooooo….”

“Don’t worry baby he won’t come in you. His come is all mine, ok?”

“Ha, ha, yes mommy” she giggled as lowered her head and began to eat Kelly out again.

I turned my view down to Maud’s ass and as my cock disappeared inside her I became aware that the panties pulled up on to her ass cheek weren’t even pressing deeply into her flesh, that’s how firm she was.

I lightly strummed my thumb across her asshole and kept my eyes locked on the sight below me. Kelly was now pulling her legs back to give Maud unrestrained access to both her holes. Once Maud had gotten her asshole soaked she returned her mouth to Kelly’s pussy and started to finger her ass unprompted.

Seconds after Kelly started coming I felt Maud’s pussy begin to clamp down on me. After a few thrusts she gripped me so hard she pushed my cock out and it dragged along her labia and clit as I continued to make short stokes pretty much involuntarily despite being unseated.

When Kelly was done coming she pushed Maud’s face to the side and ordered me to fuck her until I came. Maud moved up and began sucking and biting on Kelly’s nipples as I started to pound her. Soon enough, it was time.

“Come in my pussy Pat… come on, do it and I’ll make this slut suck it out of me!”

I shook and vibrated as I came deep inside my sister. This wasn’t the first time I had creampied her, but it certainly was the first time I had the promise of watching someone else eat it out of her. When I finally pulled out, Kelly was good to her word. She told Maud to lick the come out of her which Maud did almost convincingly enough to make me think she didn’t actually hate doing it.

Maud popped into the bathroom to pee and Kelly and I just laid there laughing.

“Oh my god, you guys are the best.” Maud said when she emerged still naked from the bathroom. “I like the role play – obviously – but you guys really nail it. You don’t really have a daughter-niece named Reagan, though do you?”

“Nope, but it was fun to play, wasn’t it?” I answered before Kelly had a chance to tell the truth.

“Damn, you guys are pros. You had me believin’ and shit!”

“Well when I told this one” Kelly said wrapping her arms around my shoulders “that you were only into doing me, he said we should tell you that were brother and sister! Can you imagine?”

“OMG!!! So Twisted! I Love it! Are your names even Kelly and Pat?” She asked as she was stepping into her jeans.

“Nope! Bill and Doris” Kelly responded, using our parent’s names. “Oh, but the part about the panties was true though. I’m going to need you to take those off and leave them for him. I’ll give you a pair of mine to wear home.” She continued, once again in her best bossy mommy voice.

Maud just shrugged and stepped back out of her jeans, dropping them right in front of her before shucking her soaked panties off and sling-shotting them at me like a rubber band. I caught them with my free hand, and Kelly turned her head and kissed me on the cheek.

“No need for a pair of your skivvies, I don’t think we’re the same size anyway… but I could use a hundred bucks for a cab home and a few new pair.”

“Fair enough! Pay the lady for your lovely gift… bro!”

“O. M. G. You guys are crazy!” Maud laughed as she tied her napkin sized shirt around first her stomach and then her throat. She was rotating it around her torso as I stepped toward her with five more $20. Once she had it in place over her beautiful tiny breasts and reached out to take the money from me.

I got a little kiss on the cheek followed by a swat on my still bare ass, but Kelly got a slow and sensual open mouth kiss. Fair enough, none of this would have happen if I had been calling the shots.

As she was walking to the door and she turned around and asked “And I’m good, for real? Like, I don’t need to go get tested for anything do I?”

“No, you’re good for sure. I know, you might assume we do this sort of thing all the time, but he really has only been with me in the last few years, and we are both clean. And you were serious, we’re good?”

“Yes! Totally above board. Tested not too long ago, and like I said: strictly with ladies the last few years… sexy older ladies pretty much exclusively…” she said with a raise of her eyebrows as she pulled the door closed.

I wrapped up my damp gift in a ziptop bag for transport back to the US. I sure as hell wasn’t going to be claiming them at customs, but they were a better smuggled item than any bottle of booze or box of cigars.

The next day we just hung by the pool in the morning on our last day in Aruba. Since we had paid for a late check out from the hotel I decided to take a midday nap to prepare for our 5 PM flight. When I awoke Kelly was once again three fingers deep in herself as she scrolled through Maud’s Insta.

The four hour flight home was seamless, but the three hour drive from Dulles to Cumberland was a killer. I ended up going right to bed and Kelly joined me later. The next day we went to Lynchburg to see Reagan and I was a bit alarmed that I didn’t even feel awkward seeing her after what we had roleplayed in Aruba.

She looked amazing in a pair of baby blue yoga pants, her ass bigger than Maud’s but not as firm. Kelly also took notice but only because she knew brands better than I did.

“Rae! Are those lululemon? They’re like a hundred and twenty bucks! I don’t even have any. Did you charge those on the card I gave you, or Dad’s?”

“God, chill Mom. I charged them to Dad’s card!”

It was so odd to see this real mother and daughter exchange just days after our role play with Maud, but once again I felt no guilt.

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Over the next few weeks Kelly and I played a few times while looking at Maud’s Instagram. We even found a video of her at a swim meet in Tampa where she kept picking the wedgie in her mid-legged black competition suit.

In early April Kelly had a job interview in Lynchburg and decided to spend the night out there so she could both be fresh for the interview, and also be able to stop in and see Reagan.

I took the opportunity to go to my DVD rack and pull out my copy ofThe Godfather which I knew Kelly loathed. When I pulled the plastic case out of the cardboard sleeve I was already starting to get excited.

I popped open the case and retrieved the ziptop bag with the neatly folded but oh so dirty panties from inside. I pulled Instagram up on my phone and got ready to stroke myself into oblivion. After a few pulls of weed, I started jerking my cock with my eyes laser fixed on the screen.

I thumbed between a few of my favorite pics and when I started getting close I held the black bikini briefs to my face and inhaled deeply getting lost in her musky aroma. I shot my come up on my belly and put the phone face down on the bed before once again telling myself this had to be the last time.

I had to stop jerking off to pictures of Reagan while smelling the dirty panties I stole from her when she was staying with us during spring break.

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Next chapter soon…