Really, it was probably already too late by the time my sister asked, "Wouldn't you like to munch on my snatch?"
We'd always been a little close, but once we'd hit puberty neither one of us had seen much of the skin or other body parts of the other. Oh, the usual and very occasional sight of Alicia in her underwear as she darted from bathroom to bedroom, and vice versa; but nothing that would suggest sexuality or any intimacy beyond that in a normal family. She'd gone her way and I'd gone mine, both of us having dates or steadies but no sign or display of affection for the other that went beyond the familial sort.
Now Alicia was 29 and I was 28, she an ER physician at a large hospital and I a well-known syndicated cartoonist pulling in big bucks from newspapers all over the country and some income from the global market, too. You've seen my work, but I won't go into that now.
Alicia and I had grown up with the usual alternating love-hate issues some siblings have, and our parents had been blazingly normal in our upbringing. Church in a progressive church, good educations, a few good friends, grandparents; the usual.
The result of all that money (and all that pressure) was that I had my own home in the mountains on the edge of a medium-sized town in Montana, complete with a swimming pool and hot tub, and hand-hewn in a French-Canadian style with squared logs mortised into upright posts every eight feet or so--an unusual style for Montana but one that I'd fallen in love with.
Oh, the house wasn't big--I didn't want it to be. No giant media room for movie night, no massive great room with an equally massive stone fireplace at the end, no stuffed elk head hanging on the wall. Just big enough for me and whatever company I wanted. Of course I work from home, with a small room devoted to a drawing board, two printers, and a couple of desktop computers.
When I'd decided I had too much money to just keep in the bank, I'd looked around carefully for land on which to build my dream home. Not too far out in the country, but not too close; accessible but not right on a major road; something with a view but with privacy. It was only after construction had begun that Alicia emailed me to tell me she was moving to my town to work in the only large hospital around. So once the house was done and I'd moved in, she had come out to dinner or to swim a few times, but she had her own life as a medical professional. Shoot, I didn't even know anything about her love life, except to know that she was still single.
She'd always been trim and fit, and still was. She'd played soccer and swam on the swim team in high school and college, and I think she still enjoyed doing that in town. I couldn't have described her body beyond saying she was slender and athletic, with short, light brown hair and the kind of nose I've always heard described as "aquiline."
Me: I try to keep fit, running and lifting weights at the health club. But I'm more of a loner, so I don't compare myself to others too often. I am slightly taller than she is, and I think I have a good male body, but that's all.
On the day in question, I'd just flown in from Seattle and a comics convention--no, not THAT one--and I was celebrating a couple of new syndications my agent had wrangled for me. And I was tired. Really tired. I'd picked the lot I'd built on for privacy, with a mix of tall Douglas firs and aspens for screening, and I'd angled the house so that I had good views of the country from the front window as well as the back yard where the pools are. So as soon as I'd parked the car in the garage and set my stuff down in the office, I shucked my clothes into the hamper in the bedroom, poured a tall balloon of Malbec, and walked naked, as I always do, straight out to the pool.
I was relaxing in the hot tub with my wine after having swum a few laps in the pool, when I heard the patio door slide open. I looked up in some surprise to see Alicia walking out, a short wrap tied around her waist and a glass of wine in one hand.
"Hey, Jonah," she called as she strode up in her bare feet. That's not my real name, but you'd recognize me if I told you.
"Hey, Sis," I responded. "What a nice surprise!"
"I was hoping you were back from your trip, but since you told me I could come up any time, I was going to come soak, anyway." She set her wine glass down on the glass table and sat down on the edge of the hot tub surround.
"Well, I'm glad you came, but you've caught me without a swimsuit," I grinned. "I suppose I'll have to go put one on."
Alicia uttered a little throaty chuckle and looked more closely at me in the bubbles of the hot tub.
"I'm not wearing a swimsuit, either," she smiled, "and if you don't insist on it, let's not worry about it."
This probably shouldn't have surprised me, since she's seen all there is to see and more in her medical career, but it was new territory. I suddenly felt a bit nervous.
"I don't know, Sis. I've never seen you naked before. I... I... I guess it's okay, but I don't know how to act."
"Silly! It's time we treated each other like adults," Alicia responded, standing up. She untied the bow of her wrap and slid it off her arms to drape over the chair nearby. I was stunned--both by the abruptness of it all, and by her body. She was beautiful. Slender waist, slender but rounded hips, long, athletic legs, small but nicely rounded breasts with little brown nipples, and a narrow landing strip of light brown hair that pointed to the slit between her legs.
Without further ado, and without making anything of it, she sat down and swung her legs over into the spa, and gave a satisfying sigh as she lowered herself into the warm water.
"Oh, Jonah, you don't know how good that feels!" Her eyes were closed and she let out a big breath. "I've had a rough day today." She looked at me. "You just flew in, so you probably didn't hear about the big traffic accident." Reaching for her wine glass, she said, "Well, I'm not going to tell you. It was bad."
I didn't know what to say at first, then said, "So, you're in the ER all the time; was it worse than usual?"
"Oh, God!" She exhaled. "Normally stuff like this doesn't bother me--at least, not more than I can handle." Her breath became a series of what sounded to me like sobs. "All that blood, all those..." She broke off. "Today was already a hard day, and it was just too much!" She began crying.
Her crying turned into gasping sobs as she began to let go. I'd never seen her like this, and without thinking, I slid over and put an arm around her waist and the other on her hip, pulling her into a hug.
She let go completely at my touch, sobbing in between big gulps of air and wrapping her arms around me.
By the time she wound down and was breathing normally, we found that we were pressed together chest to chest, me on my knees and she with her legs wrapped around my hips. And by the time we became more conscious of how we were positioned, I was beginning to feel some stirrings in my groin that I hoped she didn't notice. But here we were, brother and sister, using full-body contact to find comfort, with no clothing between us. And she did notice.
She gave a soft little laugh, then hugged me tighter. Her breasts rubbed into my chest, and her crotch pressed into my growing erection, and I know she knew what she was doing. Pushing me away gently, she sat back against the wall of the hot tub with a grin on her face even as she splashed water to wash away her tears.
"Thanks, little brother. Very unprofessional of me to break down, but sometimes I just have to."
I sat back on the other side of the hot tub and took a deep breath of my own.
"I'm glad to help whenever you need it, Alicia," I said. "I care about you a lot. You're my sister, and I love you."
She smiled a big smile and said, "Thanks, Jonah. That means a lot to me." She reached her leg across and caressed my thigh with her foot. "But, can I have a drink of cold water?"
We both laughed. I realized that now I would have to stand up and expose myself to my sister for the first time ever, but knew we had just crossed into a new level of intimacy that precluded insecurity about modesty.
"I'll be right back," I promised, standing up and reaching for the railing as I climbed out. Alicia was sitting near the steps, and even though it was now beginning to get dark, she had a close and full view of my equipment as I rose up beside her. With no sign of false modesty, she watched me very purposefully, her eyes right at the level of my penis, which was still slightly turgid.
When I came back, she was sitting so that she faced the house and could watch me walking. I got the idea that she was doing that on purpose, especially since she had her cute little smirk on her face.
"You know, Jonah," she said as she took the tall water glass from me, "you really are a hunk. Do you know that?"
"Well, gee, thanks, Sis," I answered, stepping back into the hot tub where there were enough bubbles to hide my embarrassing reaction. "You're pretty hot yourself, for a sister of mine."
We talked for a few minutes more about this and that, but it looked to me as if she had something on her mind. Finally, setting her wine glass down, she looked me in the eye.
"The reason today already started out pretty shitty was that Juan dumped me. Said he'd found someone who was more compatible, and that was that. We weren't living together, so that part is easy. But I was beginning to think he was about ready to propose marriage. Shit! And I was dealing with all that and the normal stuff in the ER, and then all these accident victims came rolling in."
"My God, Alicia, I'm sorry to hear that. All in one day! Wow."
"So I don't want to talk about Juan, at least for now. Maybe for never. And I won't tell you about all the injuries, either. Let's find something else."
"Sounds reasonable to me," I answered. So we just talked.
Finally, feeling the effects of the wine and the hot water, I had to cool off. I decided there was no need to apologize or warn her, and I just rose up and sat with my feet in the water and my butt resting on the edge of the hot tub. There I was, casually exposing myself to my sexy sister. My penis had settled down, and was its normal size, just about five inches, soft, when it's not too cold or something.
Her eyes locked onto my groin for a moment, then she smiled and said, "Good idea. I'm getting too warm myself." And there we were, brother and sister, sitting naked across from each other with nowhere to hide and no reason to do so.
"So, I remember back in high school when I saw you come home from a date with a big old boner in your pants," Alicia said out of the blue. "You were sporting a pretty good package, I thought. For a brother."
"Oh, isn't that more than I ought to know about how you thought? Should I be embarrassed?"
"No, of course not. I came home pretty horny myself, lots of times," she grinned. "Did you ever try to sneak a peak at me when I was in the shower, or changing, or anything?"
I chuckled. "No, I was a little backwards, I guess. And pretty girls always scared me a little bit," I confessed.
Her mouth opened in surprise, and she asked, "You were afraid of me? Afraid of your sister?"
"Well, not you, especially. Any pretty girl." I paused. "I wasn't petrified or anything; I just felt a little inadequate. I did have a couple of girlfriends, remember."
"I do remember Cindy Davis--was that her name? She was pretty." She smirked again as she lifted her wine glass to her lips. "Did you get to home plate with her?"
"No," I laughed. "She was pretty religious. But we had a good time, and she was nice. We had what you'd call 'heavy petting' dates a few times, but no further."
This talk, sitting naked in the presence of my naked and beautiful sister, was beginning to get me a bit aroused again. My penis was beginning to twitch and swell a little bit. So I sank back down into the hot tub, hoping the bubbles would hide what was going to be a good erection.
Alicia slid back into the tub as well, sitting across from me. As we talked, I felt her foot as she touched my calf, and shortly she was caressing the outside of my leg gently with her foot.
It wasn't very long before her foot shifted to the inside of my leg. I was curious, at this point, as to how far she would go, since I knew she was teasing me. My body was responding positively to her attention, too, meaning that my five-inch penis swelled up and reached toward the surface of the water
"Did you ever have anything wild happen?" She asked eventually. "Sexually, I mean? A threesome, someone of a different race, or a man?"
"Sis, that's pretty personal!" I exclaimed. "And, no, none of those things. Why? Have you?"
Her foot was moving up to my knee and slightly beyond now, and I was sporting a pretty good woody as I enjoyed the feeling. My heart was beating a little faster, too. I mean, this was my sister!
"No," she replied. "Well, Juan is Spanish. But otherwise, no. I'm pretty tame. Though I do get pretty horny sometimes."
"I hesitate to ask, but is now one of those times?" I asked with a smile.
For an answer, she slid forward slightly and raised her foot to caress my balls, which were hanging low in the warm water.
"Sis, is this a good idea?" I asked her as her toes began creeping up the erect shaft of my penis.
"It seems like a nice idea to me," she replied, her eyes widening as she felt the length of my shaft with her toes. "Since we were so well-behaved as kids, we can be a little naughty as adults, don't you think?"
"Isn't this against the law in this state?" I asked nervously.
"Well, not what we're doing, Silly. I don't know, otherwise. Who cares?"
She rubbed her foot up and down from my balls to the tip of my erection, gently, teasingly, but without any sign of stopping.
"Let me see you now," she ordered. "It's okay; I'm a doctor," she grinned.
"I am getting a little hot," I said. So, taking a deep breath, I rose up to stand on the bench of the hot tub, my hard-on proudly standing in front of me. "I still don't know if this is a good idea."
"Oh," she exclaimed softly, "it's a great idea!" She sat up and asked, "May I touch it?"
Immediately I sat back down in the water. "No! What are you doing?"
She shrugged and sat back.
"Okay, I won't. Let's talk some more. What's your favorite way to make love?"
"'Licia! I'm not talking about that with my sister!"
She rested her head on the edge of the hot tub and, bracing with her hands on the seat, stretched out her body so that she was floating on top. This of course gave me a full view of her in the evening light and the blue hot tub light: her small round breasts riding in and out of the water, her nipples hard, her smooth belly, the landing strip of pubic hair above her crotch.
After a minute or two floating like that, Alicia cried out, "Oh, Jonah, I'm so horny, and so hurt! I need something that you can help me with." She shifted one leg so that I had one leg on either side of me as she floated fully exposed in front of me. "Wouldn't you like to munch on my snatch?"
"Alicia!" I exclaimed. But by then, the wine, the talk, the nudity--it all had gotten to me. And I realized that, yes, I did want to munch on her snatch. And maybe I was performing a valuable service for her, too, I chuckled to myself.
She grinned as I slid forward in the tub, between her extended legs. I touched my sister's butt for the first time ever as I held her cheeks in my hands to support her. She released an excited sigh as I squeezed her cheeks, drawing my head closer to her slit. In the bubbly blue light I could see the labia, a bit swollen, and a hint of a little nub. Leaning in, I kissed her nether lips.
"Oh-h-h!" She sighed.
I munched toothlessly on her outer lips for a moment before allowing my tongue to slip between those lips and glide from bottom to top, hearing her gasp and shudder faintly as she expelled another deep sigh.
"Yes, oh, that feels wonderful!" She whispered.
My penis was now even harder and was beginning to twitch.
I repeated the motion, and swirled my tongue around her vaginal opening, sliding just into her and out and around. I enjoyed doing this for a few minutes, and so did she, before I flicked my tongue up and around her erect clitoris. She shuddered again and her hands clasped my head.
"That's it! Oh, that's it!"
I fell into a rhythm of licking her clit and swirling down into her open vagina and back, then as I heard her breathing grow heavier, I settled in to her little woman in the boat, sucking it gently into my mouth and flicking it with my tongue.
She began moaning and thrashing so that the water was sloshing everywhere as I munched away. Her moans became louder and more brittle, and settled into a keening wail. As her orgasm neared, this turned into a sustained shout or cry, which burst as her climax washed over both of us, and a good deal of the deck around the tub as well. I was glad my nearest neighbor was over half a mile away and around a bend. Alicia lay there limp in the water, my hands supporting her butt as she panted and panted and began muttering gibberish.
Shortly she pushed my head away, then folded her legs under her and came into my arms as she caught her breath.
It was several minutes later before she slowed down enough to talk, and even then, the first thing out of her mouth was some kind of glossolalia. She laughed, and I did, too.
Finally she said, "Jonah, I've never had an orgasm like that! Never! I don't know where it came fro--Oh, I do, too! It was you. Your mouth did it. My brother's mouth and tongue. Took me places I've never been before."
We rested like that, with her in my arms, for several minutes. When she stirred, it was to break away and reach for her water glass, which she drained in a series of slurping gulps.
When she turned back to me, she reached for my erection under the water and wrapped both hands around it.
"Okay, brother of mine, how do you want it?"
"I'm still a bit astonished by all this," I answered. "Probably I want it all. But tonight, if you would return the favor, I'd be extremely happy. I'm not sure we should even be doing that."
"Remember, I'm a doctor. It'll be fine." She squeezed my erection affectionately. "Now sit up on the edge."
She kept her grip on me as I sat up on the rim of the hot tub, and by using my cock as a pull-cord, she drew herself through the water and was between my legs. Holding my penis up, she turned it this way and that, raising and lowering it as she seemed to be examining it. One hand gently cupped my balls and squeezed softly.
"You know," she said, "I end up seeing a lot of penises over the course of a week or a month. But I don't get to touch them or explore them." She looked up at me as she kept exploring, and suddenly smiled. "Once a teenage boy who'd tried to do his own piercing came in, and he ended up with a very painful hard-on while I fixed him up. Actually made it easier. You know, it gave me more room to work... You're larger than--" She stopped, refusing to say his name.
With that, she lowered her head slightly and stuck her tongue out, and flicked it over the hole in the tip of my hard-on. Looking up to see my reaction, she licked all over the head, then popped the head quickly into her mouth. I felt a shudder at her touch, and when she ran her tongue up my shaft from balls to crown, whatever reservations I'd had about my sister and I doing this flew away on the wind.
She continued licking, one hand holding the lower part of my cock and the other beginning to squeeze my butt as she draped an arm over my hip. The early, more ticklish sensation gave way to the steady, growing pleasure that we all know but which is hard to describe.She took me into her mouth again and gently fondled my balls with her hand. Raising and lowering her head and lubricating me with her saliva, she took in more and more of my cock. Alicia stood up so that she could get better access, and licked me once more, then swallowed me all the way to the bottom. With my shaft buried to the hilt in her mouth, I felt her tongue caressing the bottom of my ball sack--something I'd never experienced before. I felt the stirrings of an orgasm beginning to bubble up.
Lifting her mouth off of me, Alicia gasped for breath a moment and grinned at me. "That was fun!" She declared. "Now roll over onto the deck and lie on your back!"
Doing as she ordered, I lay flat on my back on the cedar deck. She clambered out of the hot tub and knelt beside me, her hand holding my erection straight up. She jacked me with her hand a few times, while her other hand tweaked one of my nipples. I couldn't help moaning as she took me in her mouth again, and I let my hand wander up her thigh. The sensation was exquisite as she bobbed her head up and down on my erection, and she also moaned as my fingers brushed over her butt to slide between her nether lips. She was quite wet, and my fingers easily and gently found their way into her vagina. At that touch, she stopped bobbing up and down on me and I felt her shudder as she gave a deep sigh.
Alicia lifted a leg and straddled my body, and I found myself staring up right into my sister's snatch, which was blue in the light from the hot tub. I tugged on her hips as a signal, and she slowly lowered herself so that I could lave her with my tongue.
I lapped my tongue up and down her labia and twirled it inside the folds. She shuddered and clenched her butt, and pulled her mouth off of my erection, gripping it hard enough that it was almost painful. Almost. But the shudders passed and she resumed her work, licking up and down the length and flicking her tongue over the sensitive loose skin below the head, moaning softly and wriggling her butt as her vaginal opening flexed and pulsed.
"Oh! Oh!" She exclaimed. "You'd better come pretty quick, 'cause I'm sure gonna!" Her words came out as pants and my mouth was bathed in a fresh flow of her nectar. "Come for me! Jonah! In my mouth, Jonah! Oh-h-h!" She inhaled my cock to the back of her mouth and gently scraped her teeth over the shaft. I sped up my clit-licking and felt her clench once more.
This was all too much, and I felt my orgasm rising rapidly. I couldn't manage to say anything more than a couple of grunts as my legs stiffened and the blessed release sent my load of semen into her throat. That stimulus pushed her over the edge to a gurgled and shaking climax, and she had to stretch out her legs to avoid cramping. We lay on the deck side by side, my mouth resting on her pussy and her mouth still clinging to my cock.
"Jonah, thank you!" She cried when she could speak again. "That was just what the doctor ordered," she laughed. "And this is undoubtedly the best way to spend an evening with my bro ever!" was sitting at my drafting table in my work room, finishing up a draft of a cartoon for one of the adult magazines I occasionally submit to, when Alicia walked in. I hadn't heard the door open, and she certainly hadn't knocked or rung the bell. But she's my sister, and has a key in any case.
Alicia is a doctor, working in the hospital emergency room in the same town where I live in Montana. Well, I live outside of town a few miles, on the side of a small mountain, in the home I'd had built as a way to use up some of the piles of money I was making as a globally syndicated cartoonist. You'd recognize me if I used my real name, so you can call me Jonah.
"Hey, Jonah!" She called as she breezed into my workspace. "Wow! You're naked!"
And indeed I was naked, sitting on my drafting stool, where, I confess, I was nursing a hard-on as I worked on a naughty cartoon. I was a little embarrassed to be found in this state, as it felt a little pervy to be turned on by my own scribbling. Mentally, I shrugged and consigned myself to shame and ridicule from my sister, despite the fact that we'd enjoyed the new experience of a delicious sixty-nine out by the pool the night before.
I turned and smiled sheepishly at her as she approached briskly.
"What are you working--." She came to a stop at my shoulder and laughed. "Bro! Are you jerking off?" She reached around and gave my cock a little squeeze, glancing at the cartoon on my table. "Ooh! That's a dirty cartoon! You make those?" She smiled with an inquisitive look on her face. I noticed that she didn't let go of my cock, which was now harder than it had been a few minutes ago.
"I use another name, but the editors of these magazines know who I am. I do that because I don't want my regular, money-earning fans to know, but I get these naughty ideas sometimes."
"Well, that makes sense, Jonah," she agreed. "Let me see. Is this a finished piece, or...?" Letting my stiffy go with a little pat, she slid the paper off the drafting table and picked it up. Running her eyes over the cartoon with her tongue poking slightly out of her grinning teeth, she cast a quick glance at me and suddenly laughed.
What she was seeing was a man in a suit sitting at a restaurant table holding a knife and fork in his hands. A nude woman lay on the table with her lady bits placed directly before him as if she was offering the main course. A short distance away a couple was sitting at another table, and the woman was saying to their server, "We'll have what he's having."
"Not bad, Bro, not bad!" She laughed again. Handing the cartoon back to me, she asked, "Where do you submit these? What name do you use?"
Somewhat reluctantly I told her, but I'm not telling my readers. I do have my privacy, after all.
"Well, it's after 6 PM, Jonah. Are you able to stop? I've got Mexican food on the table."
"You're talking my language," I answered, standing up and reaching for the cargo shorts draped over another chair.
"Oh, no," she stopped me. "You're already dressed for dinner as far as I'm concerned. In fact," she added, grasping the hem of her tank top, "I'll dress down." With that she pulled her top over her shoulders and off, revealing her flat tummy and perfect round breasts. She shook her shoulder-length light brown hair back into place and dropped the shirt over a nearby file cabinet, and shimmed out of her shorts and minimal black thong.
I found myself short of breath as I watched her, and if I hadn't already been sporting a proud woody I would surely have produced one then. Her skin seems to have a permanent golden glow to it, and I ran my eyes over her from her own smiling face, past her shoulders, over her firm, not-too-large breasts with their pink, eraser-like nipples, down her flat belly with a hint of a firm six-pack, to her slender hips and rounded buttocks, and over her landing strip and the slit where her labia just peeked out, and down all the way to her feet.
"Geez, Bro, take a picture so it'll last longer!" She laughed delightedly.
"Can I?" I reached for my phone.
"No!" She exclaimed, instinctively covering her breasts with her arms. "Uh, well, okay, if it's only for you, Brother. And I get to take a picture of you, too! Fair is fair!" She dropped her arms, and before she could change her mind I quickly snapped a couple of her right there in my work room.
"Pervert!" She squealed, giggling. "My phone is out in the kitchen, next to the food!"
"Well, let's eat, Sis! I'm hungry. And I've got some beer."
So we sat at the kitchen counter, hungrily wolfing down plates of enchiladas, tamales, and beans from the best Mexican place in town. We each had a pint of IPA from my favorite brewery in front of us, too.
My hard-on settled down and I stayed a bit less than half erect as I enjoyed watching my naked sister eating, her breasts occasionally interacting in a pleasant way with the counter. But it was the light of her face, and the way she sometimes brushed her hair behind her ear, and her smile, that were holding most of my attention.
I asked her about her day, and she said it was fairly quiet, and gave a sigh of relief. "After yesterday, we all deserved an easy one." Taking a good slug of beer, she asked, "How about you?"
"Oh, nothing. A check came in the mail, so I'd better run it in tomorrow." In fact, I had the check sitting with a deposit slip right there with some other mail on the counter. She looked over at the mail and saw the check, and of course she grabbed it. She gasped and her eyes widened when she saw the numbers. Looking up at me, she was speechless for a moment.
"Most of my royalties are sent direct-deposit to the bank, but this represents a new contract, and it's not set up yet," I explained.
She was silent a moment longer, and I could see her mind working. She cast her gaze around my square-log home with the simple but well-made fixtures and furniture. "I-- You--! You probably earn more than I do!"
"Probably," I acknowledged. "But I'm not paying off my education, either, and I don't work for anyone else--well, except for my agent." I shrugged and finished my beer. "Anyway, I don't know how much you earn. And I've just recently realized that sooner or later my creativity may run dry, so I'm socking a lot away, too."
We sat in silence as Alicia finished her plate of food and her beer. Finally she shook her head as if she was clearing it. "Whoosh! I didn't come out here to compare bank accounts." Wadding up the waxed paper and box her food had come in, she slid off her stool. "Let's go outside. I want to soak, and you owe me a couple of pictures."
"I was hoping you came out because you wanted to continue what we were doing last night."
Alicia actually blushed, but as she came up to me she wrapped me in a hug. Her breasts dug into my chest and she wiggled her hips into mine.
"Oh, that goes without saying, Jonah." As we hugged, one of her arms dropped from my waist and I felt her hand closed over my penis and balls. I hugged her close, and turned to walk out the sliding door but she stopped me. "No! Kiss me, Brother!"
And so we stood there and tasted each other's lips, and then our tongues swirled together. Skin to skin, hugging tightly, lips locked, it all felt right and good. She's my sister, and it felt as if it couldn't get any better. But then, on a more physical plane, it did get better as Alicia took my pull-toy in her hand again and did what she could to make it grow. Which It did. And that felt right and good, too.
When we walked out onto my patio, I was sporting a good erection, and Alicia had her cellphone in her hand. The light was still strong, but was turning a soft golden color as the evening settled in.
My naked sister stopped and raised her phone as I kept walking, and so I stopped and turned, giving her an angled shot that showed my butt as well as my erect cock and my balls, along with my chest and arms--which are pretty hot, if you ask me, especially for a cartoonist.
"Oh, that's good!" She exclaimed, clicking away.
From there, we fell into an adult photo shoot. She got a few more full-body shots of me, then closed in for close-ups--not just of my man-stuff, but of my chest, arms, and butt. Coming in close and kneeling down in front of me, she rested my cock against her breasts in various ways. Blushing, she held the phone at the end of her extended arm and took the tip of my cock into her mouth, showing her teeth. "No one's ever gonna see these!" She exclaimed. Then she held the phone down low, swallowed my cock as far as she could, and took a couple of shots looking up at the action. Next, she stood and slid my cock just barely between her legs so that it parted her slit.
I was feeling electric, and my erection was swollen and as long as it's ever gotten. Seeing that, she gave it a kiss, then turned around and slid that thing between her legs from the rear, so that the head of my cock peeked out in front, spreading her lips just below that delicate landing strip. A great picture. I was about ready to spurt at that point, but she slipped off quickly and said, "All right, now get some good ones of me."
And so I did. Standing, with one of her hands on a nipple. Close-ups of nipples, breasts, pudenda, buttocks, her hand tugging on my crank. Sitting on the edge of the pool with one leg up, showing her vaginal lips and just a little pink. Her foot, pushing my dick into my belly, and under my balls.
Finally, my horniness was beginning to burst, and I could see for myself when she declared, "Jonah, I'm dripping!"
"Are you on the pill?" I asked as I held out a hand for her to stand up.
"Oh, yeah, I'm on the pill, all right." She looked me in the eyes and asked, "Are we gonna go for it?"
"How could we not, at this point?" I asked, leading her over to the picnic table. "I'm not even interested in foreplay, right now. I want to bend you over the table."
She shuddered in excitement and giggled. "Oh, Jonah, let's do it. Who needs foreplay?"
When Alicia bent over the picnic table with her forearms supporting her, I stood right up against her, reached around with one hand, and parted her labia, feeling for her clit and her opening. She gasped and shuddered again, and I directed my cock to where it needed to be.
"Ready or not, 'Licia, here I come!" I found my way in just a little bit, and, feeling her wetness and not feeling much resistance, I thrust my hips forward and slid in up to my balls. Alicia uttered a long gasp followed by a moan.
"Oh, yes! Oh, Jonah! Oh, yes!" Her head dropped to the table as her vaginal muscles flexed and then grabbed hold in a squeeze, and it felt like nothing else on earth.
"My God, Alicia! You feel so good!" I cried as I rested a moment to get the full effect and allow her to get used to my presence buried fully in her liquidy, velvet sheath.
After a moment of heavy panting, my gorgeous sister started flexing her hips to get me going, so I began moving in and out, feeling her slippery vagina grip and loosen as we sought a rhythm. I leaned forward and reached my hands to hold her breasts, which were hanging down invitingly. Slipping her nipples between two fingers on each hand, I squeezed and tweaked them both as I thrust in and out.
Alicia started moaning and panting, clutching one hand over one of mine as I squeezed her breast. Lowering her head to the table, she reached between her legs to squeeze my balls as I bounced on her thighs, than her fingers found her clitoris.
I don't know how long we kept on, but I saw sweat rolling down the groove of her spine, and I was dripping from my nose. We were both so horny, though, that it can't have been too long. As Alicia started making a high-pitched keening sound as she pushed back against me, I felt my orgasm rising up.
"Gonna come! Gonna come! Gonna come!" She began whimpering, until her climax rose up and her chanting became a screaming wail. Even as I reminded myself that I was glad I had no near neighbors, I was overcome by my own orgasm, and as she jerked and wailed on the picnic table, I heard myself give a loud "Aaah," as I felt the delicious spurting that filled her insides.
I collapsed on top of her as she lay bent over the table, and our hearts beat wildly as we caught our breath.
A few moments later, I stood up and slowly withdrew my dripping cock from her, making a squishy sound as the head came out of her vagina. Alicia's knees wobbled as she stood up and hugged me. "Jonah," she whispered. "Jonah. Jonah."
"I love you, Sis," I whispered as we held each other. She leaned back and looked me in the eyes. "I not only love you so much, but I trust you, too."
"That's important, isn't it?" I nodded my agreement. "We'll work it out," I said.
"We'll work it out," she echoed. Glancing down at my dripping cock, which was still hard, she laughed and said, "We've got a little clean-up to do."
I pointed out to her my outdoor shower set-up, but she said, "No, you do that, and I'll go in to the can. I always try to push some of the load out." She looked slightly sheepish as she added, "I know it's old-fashioned, but I use a gentle douche to clean up."
I looked at her, and nodded again. "Good idea. I've never liked the concept of sloppy seconds, myself, even if it's my own firsts."
"My, aren't we the jaded sex athletes," she laughed. "I'll be right back."
After I'd showered off over against the stone wall where the shower fixture was, Alicia wasn't back yet. So I dove into the pool and swam a couple of laps. I'm afraid I was still hard, but it didn't seem to have any effect as a rudder or a keel. When I finished and climbed out, Alicia still wasn't back, so I just lay down on my back by the edge of the pool. It's always nice to lie naked outdoors and watch the sky. But in this case, I had just fucked my sister. While I had definitely enjoyed it, and she had, too, I wondered if we were getting into something that would end up causing trouble. Where were we going with this? Should we stop now, before we got more invested in a behavior pattern that would, sooner or later, get noticed by others?
I must have drifted off for a few moments, because all of a sudden, Alicia was planting her naked loins right on my upper thighs, and as I cleared my brain she was stuffing my now softer and smaller penis into her very moist muff. It was the oddest sensation, and I summoned up my sharpest reaction.
"Whurff?" I said.
Alicia giggled and said, "Exactly." With her fingers she straightened everything out, and there she was, essentially sitting on my genitalia. She lowered her knees to the pavement, and kind of hunkered down so she could watch. We both watched and marveled as my penis swelled into a cock, mostly inside her.
My head was clear enough at that point that I reached up and cupped her breasts, tweaking her nipples gently.
"I read about that in an old sex book from the '70s," she said, "and always wanted to try it." She began to rise up and down slowly, flexing her vaginal muscles around my shaft. "Kinda fun," she concluded. "Now, ride, cowgirl, ride!" She told herself, and started moving faster.
Before too long, both her hands made their way to her lower lips, and since my hands were busy with her nipples and breasts, it seemed as if it was working fine. Soon her fingers were moving rapidly, her rising and falling was becoming more intense, and she was panting along in a steady rhythm. Just watching her while I was feeding her my sausage was having its effect on me, too, even though I'd just come a little bit ago.
Her movements became jerky, and her panting grew into moans, and suddenly she stiffened and gave a drawn-out "arghhhh" as I felt my cock being bathed in her orgasm. It was all it too much for me, and my orgasm had me raising my butt off the cement and shooting another load into my sister.
When we woke up, there on the concrete by the pool, it was already dark, and we had another sticky mess to deal with.
My sister stayed with me in my bed that night, and for the first time in a long time, this bed-partner felt like the right one.Alicia didn't come out to my place up the mountain the day after we'd "gone all the way" for the first time. She texted me that she had some gal-pal time, and maybe there'd be something to tell me about later. I was hoping my sister wasn't regretting our depraved, incestuous behavior. I surely wasn't! At least, not too much. The change in our relationship did bring with it some risks, and I think we were both aware of them. But it seemed so... organic, so right, and definitely the most erotic experience of my life to date.
My home is a log home, built in a French-Canadian style with square, horizontal logs fitting into mortised uprights, and a roof made of artificial, fire-resistant "shakes" that looked like the real thing. It isn't a large house--just a couple of bedrooms in the loft, a workroom for my career as a globally syndicated cartoonist, an open living room-kitchen set up, and views from the front window and from the patio. The patio--well, it's pretty big, to make room for the swimming pool, the hot tub, a shower fixture, a table, and some patio furniture. That's where most of our sexual shenanigans happened. I had felt the need to plow some of the wads of money I was making into something concrete, for tax purposes, so I did what I wanted, and it's perfect for me. A few miles outside a medium-sized Montana town, part way up a small mountain, with views that go on forever and no neighbors within a half-mile.
When my sister Alicia moved to the same town to work in the hospital's emergency department, I'd given her a key, and we'd become good friends as adults. That is, until things moved to a different level a couple of days ago. Now, I couldn't help getting a good, stiff erection every time I thought about her, her body, and what we'd been doing. We'd promised each other that we'd talk this out, and not just continue thinking with our genitals. Not ready to do that yet, though. I missed her that night, even after just two times breaking those rules.
I had been in the practice of being nude around my house, at least in the summer. Usually just because I could, and especially on those days when I was working on some naughty cartoons I submitted under a pseudonym. So I was naked all that day, except for when I threw on some clothes and went in to deposit the check for the new syndication. I kept hoping Alicia would show up anyway, and was in a state of semi-arousal most of the day. But alas!
The next day, it was noon when I got a text from Alicia. "I'll be out after work if you're home. Excited about possibilities!"
I texted right back, "I'm here. You know what I'll be wearing."
The rest of the day passed slowly, but I did finish up a couple of naughty cartoons, and I began to plot out the upcoming quarterly series of my regular comics. I'm writing this under a pseudonym, too, because you'd figure out who I am if I didn't. Call me Jonah.
I was up in my loft bedroom when I looked out the side window and saw Alicia drive up. She stepped out of her Subaru, set a bag of take-out food on the car's roof, and looked around the area carefully. Then she surprised me a little bit by stepping out of her shorts and pulling her top off so that she was nude except for a pair of very low-cut thong panties. I was becoming entranced by her slender, fit body already, and laughed out loud when she simply draped her clothes on the hood of her car right there in my driveway and walked up to the door.
"Chinese today!" She exclaimed as I came down the stairs to greet her, my dick already growing in happy anticipation. We kissed, she gave my dong a friendly tug, and I took the take-out bag from her and set it on the counter.
"Check out my new undies!" She ordered. "They just came in the mail, and I love 'em! I got them to enjoy with What's His Name, but now you and I can enjoy them." She spread her arms and gave me a spinning view of her whole body. I was entranced by her again, but when she came to a stop with a full frontal, I saw what she meant. Her black thong was indeed low-cut. The straps were low on her hips, the thong did what thongs do in baring her exquisite buttocks, and the front was so tiny that it just barely covered her slit, leaving a bit of the mound just above it.
My gaze lingered there, and I whistled appreciatively. When I lifted my gaze, I just happened to notice that her nipples were rock hard with excitement, and she was blushing a bit. My cock had risen to full length, and I swear it even twitched on its own as I enjoyed the view.
"I've got high hopes for the evening," I told her, "But let's eat first. I'm kind of food-driven, as you may remember."
"Yes, we've got to keep up our strength, Bro."
So we sat at the counter in our skins and enjoyed the Chinese food and the rest of my growler of ale. We caught up on our days, but she wouldn't say much about her evening with her girlfriend, saying she was saving it for later.
The day was a little cool, so when we finished we went out and sat in the hot tub, Alicia first having removed her sexy thong. The hot water felt great, and we just relaxed for a bit, until I felt my sister's foot nudging my balls again under the water. I had shrunk a little bit, but this action got my cock to full attention again, and she ran her toes up and down its length.
"I'm pretty horny again, brother of mine," she said, rising up to sit on the edge of the tub. "I bet if you munched on my snatch like you did last time, I'd come in no time!" So I glided over as she leaned back and spread her legs. I saw that she'd shaved off her landing strip so that she was completely bare between those legs. Her labia were just slightly parted, and I could see the nub of her clit and just a hint of moisture that might not have been water from the hot tub.
Moving in, I opened my mouth and closed it over her entire vulva, sucking in slightly to lock myself in place. She sighed happily. My tongue reached out and poked between her lips, and slithered up from her opening to her clit. "Ah, that's it," she whispered. "Eat me, Brother Jonah! Eat your sister!"
I circled her labia with my tongue, and nibbled gently on her lips, ignoring her clitoris until I could definitely feel her juices starting to flow. She was breathing heavily, and as I looked up I could see the nipples on her breasts were sticking out and goose-bumpy. So I reached up with both hands and tweaked them, and she shuddered and gasped. I began swirling my tongue around her little woman in the boat more earnestly, and she arched her pelvis and pressed her vulva into my face. Her breasts fell away from my hands, and I saw that she was lying back on the concrete so she could focus on my snatch-munching. Once she'd settled in, she began moaning and my tongue and mouth started to get bathed in her liquids.
With that in mind, I slipped two fingers inside her and curled them to stroke her G-spot as I flicked my tongue on her clitoris. Immediately her moans grew louder and more frantic and I had to stay with her as her hips bucked. Suddenly she tensed, and she began her orgasmic wail as her feet pounded me in my upper back as she kicked her legs behind me. I almost came from that, but she was a mighty kicker, and it was a bit too much for me.
It took a couple of minutes for her to settle down, and even then she couldn't speak without uttering what I call orgasmolalia for some time. Eventually she simply grabbed me by my hair and urged me up, and tugged my mighty rod to her dripping entrance.
"Now fu... fu... umm... put it in!" She stuttered, laughing as she panted.
"As you wish!" I responded. I had to bend my legs a bit, but I sheathed myself easily as she gave a tremendous sigh and began thrusting slowly in and out. It wasn't long before one of her hands moved down and started rubbing around her clit, and the other started rubbing and pinching a breast. I was glad to provide my own hands for that, so I pressed and rubbed a thumb around her little button and reached down to do the same to one of her nipples.
I thought she'd be wiped out after her orgasm, but all the indications soon pointed to another climax, and I was so turned on that I was pretty close, too. When I could tell she was about to burst, I leaned down and took her other nipple in my mouth and nibbled.
That did it, and once again she stiffened and screamed and bucked, and my cock and my whole crotch were bathed in the spray of her release.
"I'm coming!" I cried, and come I did, such a blessed release into my sister's depths.
We both cleaned up after that, Alicia disappearing inside to do what she likes to do about pushing out the semen she's collected, and me using my outdoor shower. When she came back outside, she was carrying two balloons of red wine on a tray, and when she set the tray down by the hot tub I saw that she had her phone there, too. I wondered how many more pictures she needed of our depravity, but when she joined me sitting on the edge of the tub and handed out the goblets, she had something to say.
"I have never had so much fun with a man before in my life!" She exclaimed. "I love you, and what we're doing has been so... so powerful, that I don't think I ever want it to stop." We each took good sips of the Malbec.
"But we know that if we get found out by the wrong people, our careers--or my career for certain--would be ruined in this town. And I like it here and don't want to move; at least not as long as you're here.
"And we both know that what we've got going could end, and maybe should end--but not until we read the writing on the wall. So I want to keep on being fuck-buddies with my brother, whom I love now in two ways. You're my own flesh and blood, and I love you as my brother, but now I love you as a lover. So... I'm not sure what the future will be like, but I have an idea for the short-term."
Taking another sip of wine, she seemed hesitant, and she looked down at her legs and swirled a foot in the water of the hot tub. Then she took a deep breath and whooshed an exhale.
"Okay, so yesterday when I went in to work, one of the anesthesiologists, Melanie, who's become a... really good friend... took one look at me and said, 'Well, you've got a well-fucked look this morning!'"
Alicia actually blushed at this, because it was certainly true.
"I stood there open-mouthed, I'm sure, for what seemed like forever, and then she softened and said, 'C'mon, girl! I'm safe and you can tell me.'
"Well, I know something about her life, and, well... she's a bit more than a colleague and friend." Alicia was continuing to look down at her knees, then she flashed a quick look at me and said, "She and I are... kind of fuck-buddies--or sex buddies. We're not in love, but we like each other a lot, and not only get along in the OR, and... we like having sex with each other. She's beautiful, and I love her body."
Alicia seemed pretty embarrassed at this point, so I tried to ease the tension.
"Oh, my God, Sis, don't tell me you're pregnant!"
She looked up at me, astonished, then laughed when she understood I was joking, and that I was okay with this revelation.
"Anyway," she went on, "I told her that I'd fix dinner for us last night, and I'd tell her what I could tell her. At that point, I wasn't sure what I could or should tell her! We had another easy day in the ER, so I spent all day worrying about it and trying to figure out what to say."
Absentmindedly Alicia scratched her left breast, then raised her leg to plant her foot on the rim of the tub. I was a little anxious about where this all was going, but I was able to enjoy a kind of side view of her nether lips.
"So when we talked last night, I was so uncomfortable, and hemming and hawing so much when I was trying to acknowledge that I'd been with someone, and she knew I'd been going to visit you, and she leaned in and put her hand on my arm and asked, 'Is it your brother? C'mon, is it?'
"When I admitted that it was you, she gave me such a warm hug, and told me she'd had sex with her brother for three years while they were in college, before he got married and moved away."
I was stunned by what she said. Not only had she already given away our dark, dangerous secret, but she'd told me about her female lover! I wasn't sure how to react to all that; except for Little Willy, who was beginning to rise to the occasion. But there was more.
"Melanie made me feel better," she continued, "and she made me laugh, and I was so relieved that she was okay with it, that, well..."
"You showed her the pictures!" I interjected. She gasped and looked at me.
"Well, some of them, yes." She put her hand on my arm and said, "But Jonah, I know she won't tell! We know all sorts of things about people we see in the ER, and we never tell tales. And she was doing her brother, too, so she knows not to say anything."
She looked down at my penis, and said,
"Well, your wiener thinks it's okay, too!" She was blushing from tip to toe, but she got a kind of conspiratorial grin on her face, and gave my penis a love pat, before she said,
"We had really hot sex after that! I came three times, and so did she!"
"Wow, Sis! I'm learning all sorts of things about you!" I was even a bit stunned. "And I guess your friend Melanie has learned a lot about me, too." I paused. "I'm not sure what to think or how to feel."
"What time is it?" My sister asked, and picked up her phone. "Good, 'cause Melanie wants some of what I've got. She's due here in about 15 minutes."
My mouth fell open in shock. "What? Sis, what?"
"Jonah, I love you and we're having fun, but we're fuck-buddies, and we can't go on like this. I'd love to keep our relationship this way, but we can't be exclusive. Sooner or later we'll both hook up with others who aren't our siblings. I know you'll like Melanie, and she's pretty hot. Seeing those pictures, she wants to gobble you up, and, frankly, I'd like to be in on that."
She picked up her phone again. "Will you give it a go? I think it'll be fun. I'm getting wet again just thinking about it." She shook her head. "If you want, I'll just tell her no." She reached over and squeezed my cock.
I sat there as she continued to squeeze me. I was a little bit frightened, I'll admit. But I was also excited. I had no idea my own sister was so free-spirited.
"Jonah, Melanie and I are both doctors. We have seen a lot, and we can be pretty wild. Melanie is an animal, and she's game for anything. I know! Are you in?"
There were butterflies in my stomach. Wild is right, I thought! But I figured she was right about how we ought to maintain our relationship. I took a deep breath. "Okay. I'm in."
With that, Alicia opened her phone and texted her friend.
After a moment, she laughed.
"She says she's sitting in her car in your driveway." She scrambled to her feet, dragging me up with her by holding on to my cock, which was still erect. As we went inside, she texted and spoke out loud, "Okay, take off your clothes and meet us at the door!" She looked at me and laughed as we walked. "That'll shock her a little, but she'll do it."
She kept squeezing my cock, and even jacked me a little bit as we arrived at my front door.
"Okay, this will be outrageous, but I know she'll like it." With that she set her phone down on the little stand and threw her right arm over my shoulder. Spreading her legs a bit, she told me, "Lift me up with your hands just above my knees." It didn't take me long to figure this out, and I lifted my sister up into what's called The Butterfly position. With her left hand, she grabbed my stick-shift and said, "Now in it goes!"
"Alicia! Are you sure?" My stomach really fluttered.
"Aah!" She sighed as felt my cock glide over her very wet folds. "Yes! Oh!"
Excited almost beyond measure, I guided my prick into her warm, wet vagina as she settled onto it. Alicia grunted and giggled, and as we heard footsteps on the front steps, she took a deep breath and said, "Here we go!"
"Oh, my God, oh, my God!" I said as she opened the door. I hoped it wasn't my UPS driver waiting there.
The woman who was standing there screamed and her hands flew up to her face in astonishment. She was nonetheless nude herself, and she was stunning. Dark skinned and slender, Melanie appeared to be of African and Indigenous ancestry, and her lovely face, what I could see behind her hands, was crowned by a short Afro. He brown nipples were stiffening up before our eyes, and she was hairless between her legs, with a camel toe that was nice and full.
What she saw when the door opened was full-frontal Alicia, impaled on my cock with my balls hanging below, my hands holding her spread-legged and wide open, and a naked me behind my sister. Outrageous it was, indeed, and Melanie burst out laughing as she stepped in and wrapped her arms around Alicia.
"Oh, girl! You almost gave me a heart attack! You two are in deep, and I love it!" She laughed again and kissed Alicia, placing her hands on my sister's breasts and squeezing.
"I told you I'd give you a shock, Melanie!" Alicia exclaimed.
I was feeling a bit embarrassed about the whole thing, and realized how much my sister had set this up. But I found that, once the surprise was over, I was okay with it. Shortly Melanie looked at me over Alicia's shoulder. For lack of anything better, I said,
"Hi, I'm Jonah," and freed my right hand for a shake.
Her left hand flew to her wide, laughing mouth as she held out her own right hand, and we shook.
"Close the door, and come on in," my sister offered. As Melanie pulled the door shut behind her, I turned and, somewhat awkwardly, carried Alicia out the patio door with Melanie following along. At the picnic table, we got Alicia dismounted, and I was revealed to Melanie in all my erect glory. Of course, she'd already seen the photos.
Alicia folded her friend into a three-way hug, and after the two women kissed again, Melanie turned and looked down at my erection.
"You look just like your pictures," she laughed, shaking my dick in introduction. "I'd love to get better acquainted, and if I wasn't turned on before, I am now!" With that, she bent down and gave the head of my prick a kiss. Sucking it a little bit, she looked up and said, "I already knew what you taste like, girlfriend, and tasting you on him is even better! I'm gonna like this!"
Melanie knelt down, grasping my shaft, and licked it from balls to tip, swirled her tongue, moaned, and engulfed me in her mouth. It felt exquisite, but I felt compelled to say,
"Nice to meet you, too, Melanie. May I get you a beer or some wine?"
Both of them giggled, and Melanie paused long enough to say,
"All in good time, Mister, all in good time!" And she renewed her ministrations, nibbling, licking, and swallowing my shaft and making me even wetter and even hornier.
In the meantime, I saw my beautiful naked sister watching with an excited grin on her face, and I let the exquisite feelings in my groin build as Melanie had fun with my cock. But I was getting too close to losing control this early in our relationship, so I tugged her onto her feet and kissed her on the lips--an exquisite experience in its own right. I could taste the combined flavors of Alicia and me, mixed with the sweetness of Melanie's tongue and lips. I cupped her breasts in my hands and squeezed gently, and she moaned into my mouth.
So I bent down and licked one of her nipples, which caused her to go "Ooh, yeah!" and giggle in an erotic sort of way. So I sucked her dark brown nipple and swirled my tongue around it, and she grabbed the back of my head and held me there while I suckled.
She was leaning back with her butt against the picnic table, so she stopped me and lifted up so that she was sitting on the edge.
"I have got to have that thing inside me right now," she cried. "Fuck me now!" Lifting up and parting her legs, she pulled me close, and I found the round, pink opening in her dark skin and slid the tip of my cock inside.
"Slide in slow, Baby, but don't take too long," she ordered, lying back on her elbows and watching as I eased into her. The fit was wonderfully firm and yet slippery, and she clenched her muscles in a way that seemed designed to suck me in. And I was in up to my balls before I knew it. I gave her a moment to get used to my cock, meanwhile leaning down and nibbling on a nipple. "Umm-umm," she groaned, rolling her eyes up to the evening sky.
So I started thrusting, and she cried, "I like it hard, Baby, give it to me!"
I obliged her by pounding in and out, my balls slapping against her thighs, and she urged me on. "That's it, Sugar! Drive it home, Jonah!"
I wasn't entirely sure how long I could keep up my attack, but I found that I was doing all right, since I'd already come once just a bit ago. So I kept on ramming as she grunted and squeezed.
Alicia was standing by the table, and she climbed up to straddle Melanie on her knees. As she settled in, her pussy was right over Melanie's face, and she lowered herself until her friend's tongue found its target. Alicia moaned and reached out to hold my hands as Melanie tried to concentrate on all that was going on. I kept thrusting away, and Melanie began to utter long, raspy moans in between her nibbling.
Alicia must have already been pretty far along, because she responded to Melanie's nibbling and moaning by starting to wail quietly herself. Suddenly, my sister leaned forward and took one of my nipples in her mouth. That always drives me wild, and I realized that things would come to a head quickly for me.
So I slipped my thumb into Melanie's slit and circled until I found her clit. With that she started crying out loudly and jerking her hips. I felt a gush of her orgasmic juices as she came, and Alicia went over the edge into her own orgasm. It was all too much for me, finally, and I shuddered and let my orgasm squirt into my new friend. It was one of those miracle moments when all parties are able to come together.
As Alicia's peak went by, she collapsed forward into my arms. Melanie went limp on the picnic table, and I did my best to just stand there, letting my semen and my energy drain away.
After kissing me passionately for some long moments, Alicia climbed off the table. Melanie, now free, was glad to accept my hand to pull her up. Standing on wobbly legs, she clutched the two of us for stability.
"My, that was a nice way to get acquainted," she laughed. "Now I would like some wine, please!"
All three of us cleaned up under my outdoor shower, and I fetched us all some red wine as the two women eased into the hot tub.
I slide gently in to the hot water myself, and after taking a sip, I said, "This has probably been the most exciting night of my life so far." Alicia put her hand affectionately on my arm, and Melanie grinned and actually blushed so that her face grew even darker than it was. "But I'm gobsmacked about it, Alicia. What does the future hold for us?"
And so, warmed by the hot water and by the sexual glow that enfolded us, we did talk, and Melanie took part as she needed, warmly and affectionately.
Thus endeth this tale.
Except I had all sorts of new ideas for adult cartoons to sell. The first one was a drawing of two people greeting two other people at the door as Alicia and I had greeted Melanie. The caption was, "Jed and Lucy found a sure-fire way to discourage religious door-knockers."