16 comments/ 94961 views/ 34 favorites Colleen, Kathleen and Rob By: SlamDuncan The phone rang again. Kathleen answered and it was Nathan, calling for Colleen. "I'm sorry, Nathan, for some reason she doesn't want to talk to you. I don't know what's going on with her." For three days Nathan had called, emailed, always with the same result. His last email said, "I'm so sorry, Colleen. I promise it will never happen again." Colleen and Nathan had been best friends since they were three years old, ever since the Bakers had moved next door to the Quinns in an older, quiet neighborhood in the small city in Illinois where they lived. They had virtually been joined at the hip ever since. The Quinn family consists of Mark, 44, Mary, 42, and their three children. Kathleen, 22, was a senior at the nearby university. Robert, "Rob", was 20, had just finished his last year at the community college, and was about to transfer to the university. Colleen, 18, a senior in high school, was the odd duck of the family. They were on summer hiatus. All three of them had summer jobs. Kathleen was teaching summer school in the city. Colleen was tutoring students who were having difficulty in school, and Rob worked for a landscaping contractor. Mark and Mary had taken a long overdue vacation in Aruba, leaving the young people home by themselves. Kathleen was de facto in charge of the household. Colleen was a genius who mainly kept to herself in the converted attic loft that was her room. She kept to herself except for her best friend Nathan, who spent as much time at Colleen's house as he did at his own. When they weren't at the Quinn house, they were at Nathan's. Even her family didn't know what went on in her mind. A tomboy as a child, she was always skinny as a rail, wearing tee shirts under her clothes until she was fourteen and her mother bought her a bra and insisted that she wear it. It was a padded A cup that she didn't begin to fill up. A late bloomer, at seventeen she began to fill out. She gained weight, her hips rounded, and her butt became a pair of beautifully rounded globes. Her breasts grew until she overflowed a C cup. She wore her hair tied up on her head with a variety of scrunchies, combs or pins. She wore thick glasses with huge frames that hid her beautiful blue eyes. She had never worn makeup, not even a hint of lip gloss. Colleen had always worn shapeless, baggy clothing that concealed her figure, and she continued to do so, even with her new body. Colleen and Nathan were the nerds, the geeks at school that all the kids made fun of. They shrugged it off, content with each other's company. They ate lunch together, always at the end of a table with no one else around. Nathan's clothes were as non-conforming as Colleens. He wore baggy cords when the other boys all wore Levi's. He had a pocket protector and carried a briefcase instead of wearing a backpack. His shirttails always hung out of his pants and his socks would never stay up. His shoulder length hair was always unkempt. He wore John Lennon type granny glasses. Nathan and Colleen did everything together. They walked to and from school with each other, took the same classes. They always made fun of the popular kids, but only between themselves. They couldn't understand the swaggering jocks or the brainless cheerleader types that wore too much makeup and flaunted their bodies in too-tight clothes. Their friendship was purely platonic. They never touched each other. Neither of them had ever dated; both of them said they were "holding out" until just the right person came along The phone rang again and Kathleen gave Nathan the same story. Tiring of this, she marched up to Colleen's room to get to the bottom of it. She knocked on Colleen's bedroom door in the loft and walked in without being invited. "All right, what's going on between you and Nathan?" Colleen sniffled and the tears began to flow. "N-Nathan kissed me she stuttered. "And I k-kissed him back. Then I ran away and hid from him." "What's the matter with that?" Kathleen asked. "You've been best friends all your lives." "Th- that's the problem," Colleen wailed. "I don't want to lose the friendship." "I don't understand. How can a kiss ruin a friendship?" "W-well, if you get romantically involved with someone and you break up, you end up hating each other. It happens all the time at school." "You'll never lose your friendship with Nathan. God, I wish Tray and I were that kind of friends." Kathleen spoke of her fiancée, Tremont Belknap Covington the Third, of the banking Covington family. They called him Tray, after the Roman numeral behind his name. He was an investment banker in the family firm, played polo, and was devilishly good looking. He had the reputations as having been quite the playboy until he became engaged to Kathleen. He still had secret trysts on the side. "How do you really feel about Nathan," Kathleen asked. "I-I've been in love with him since the seventh grade." "Does Nathan know this," she asked. "God no," Colleen wailed, "I could never tell him that." And a fresh round of tears streaked down her face. "How do you know he doesn't feel the same way about you?" That stopped Colleen dead in her tracks. "I-I don't know," she said nervously. Kathleen held her sister in her arms until she quit shaking and the tears subsided. "You need to go talk to Nathan and fix this." "You think so?" Colleen asked. "Yes, I do, and the sooner the better." Colleen did some of the deep breathing exercises that she learned in yoga class until she had calmed down and then washed the tear stains off her face. Summoning up all the courage she could muster, she went downstairs and out into the yard. She pushed open the gate that separated the Quinn and Baker properties and stood for a moment in front of the converted garage that was Nathan's room. They had never knocked on doors before, but this time she did before pushing the door open and entering the room. The entire garage was a giant music studio. An ebony concert grand piano took up one whole corner and the rest of the room contained a wall full of guitars and other stringed instruments, a stand with four saxophones, several clarinets, and an elaborate drum kit. Trumpets and assorted brass instruments lay on several shelves. Nathan could play them all. There were microphones and a sophisticated recording studio. Nathan's bedroom was in a loft over the studio. This was where the kiss happened. They were recording a duet, "Together Again" from a Kenny Rogers and Dotty West album. Their faces were an inch apart as they sang into the mike. As soon as the last notes were finished, Nathan kissed her on the lips. Startled, she returned the kiss, then gasped and fled from the room. She hadn't seen or talked to him since. Nathan didn't hear her come in. He was playing a plaintive blues number on the piano that she couldn't identify. His head was bent down until it almost touched the keyboard. When he had finished the song he looked up and jumped when he saw her standing there. He leapt to his feet and walked over to her. "Colleen, I'm so sorry that happened. I don't know what got into me, but I promise it will never happen again." "Sit down, Nathan. We need to talk." Wringing his hands, he sat on the couch, leaving at least three feet of space between them. She took a deep breath and began. "First of all," she said, "I want you to kiss me. And I want to kiss you, but I'm so afraid it would jeopardize our friendship and I couldn't bear it if that happened." "That could never happen, Colleen. I care for you too much." As he spoke, the tears welled up in his eyes. "What do you mean when you say you care for me?" "Well," he took a deep breath. "I guess it means I love you". He looked stunned as the words came out of his mouth. "You love me, or you're in love with me?" Colleen asked quietly. Nathan took a deep breath, then answered. "I guess it means both". "Oh God, Nathan," she spoke as the tears ran down her cheeks, "I've been in love with you since the seventh grade." She took his hands in hers and they cried together. He pulled her close to him and kissed her on the forehead, then lowered his mouth and gently kissed her lips. She returned the kiss then pulled away. "I want to do this with you, Nathan, but I'm not quite ready yet." "Take all the time you need, Colleen. Just let me know when you are." "Friends forever?" she asked. "Forever," he replied. "Just hold me for a minute." He wrapped his arms around her, then guiltily felt a tingle in his loins as her breasts pressed against his chest. She broke the clinch and stood. "Come over in a few minutes, I've got a new DVD" "I'll be there," he said. He continued to sit because he didn't want her to see the bulge in his pants. They picked up their friendship where it had left off, but remained chaste. No kissing except for a simple peck on the cheek when they left each other. They did begin to hold hands, however, walking to school and back. ****************** About two weeks after she and Nathan had reconciled their differences, Colleen marched down to her brother's room. "Hey, Rob," Colleen said as she entered the open door to his room. "I've, um, got something to ask you." "What's up, Squirt?" he replied, using the nickname he'd hung on her since she was a toddler. "I, um, want to know how to give a blow job," she said. Nonplussed, he stared at her. This was his baby sister, the strange little kid he watched grow up. "Why don't you ask Kathleen?" he replied. "Because you're the one with a dick," she answered. "I don't want you to tell me, I want you to show me." Rob scratched his head for a minute to let this all sink in. "But I'm your brother." "So who do want me to learn from? Some creep in the back seat of a car who's just out for what he can get?" she argued. "But I'm your brother," Rob repeated, "that's incest." "Oral stuff isn't incest. Incest is fucking. Besides, oral stuff isn't even sex. President Clinton said so on national TV." Momentarily taken aback by the language coming out of her mouth, Rob contemplated what she had said. Horndog that he was, his eyes narrowed and a Cheshire cat grin spread over his face. "Well in that case, I guess it would be okay." "Good," she said, "so take it out of your pants and show me what to do." "It's not quite that easy," Rob said. "I have to get aroused first. Men get turned on by sight and by touch among other things." "You mean you need something to help you get a hard-on?" "Exactly." "So tell me what you'd do if you were with one of your girlfriends." "Well, first we'd make out for awhile and then I'd fondle her breasts." "Okay," Colleen said and pulled her sweatshirt over her head and unhooked the lavender lace demi-bra that barely covered her nipples. It was a "Dream Angels" bra that she bought at Victoria's Secret in the mall. "I need to know how to make out, too." Stunned by what she had been hiding under those baggy clothes, Rob stared at the most beautiful pair of breasts he had ever seen, and he had seen quite a few. They were round and firm with puffy areolas the same pale color as her skin. Her nipples were flush with them. He leaned toward her and pressed his lips to hers. Her lips were stiff, her mouth tightly closed. "Open your mouth a little bit and relax." She complied. This time her lips were soft. His kiss was long and deep. He pulled at her lower lip and nibbled at it with his teeth. He slipped his tongue gently into her mouth and sought hers. Tentatively, she met his tongue with hers. He gave her soft, gentle butterfly flicks and felt her begin to reciprocate. Her breath quickened as she really began to get into it. Pulling away for a moment, she said "Wow, I really like making out." As they continued to kiss, his hand found her breast. He caressed her gently all around her globes, stroking until he found her nipple, then began to roll it between his thumb and forefinger. She moaned softly as the nipple enlarged and the sensation ran from her breast straight down between her legs. As they kissed some more a voice suddenly shrieked from the open doorway. "What the FUCK is going on here?" It belonged to Kathleen, who had just returned from a party at Tray's. She entered the room a bit unsteadily and Rob could tell she was a little bit tipsy. "It was my idea," Colleen piped up. "I asked Rob to teach me how to give a blow job." "But he's your goddamned brother and that's incest. And why is he playing with your tits?" "Because he needs some stimulation so he can get hard first. And it's not incest," she added, and launched into the same reasoning she gave Rob. Kathleen pondered that a bit. The alcohol she had consumed at the party clouded her better judgment. It also emboldened her. "I guess it's okay, then. But I wanna watch." She squirmed a bit, then said, "I can't believe I said that. I can't believe that I'm actually gonna do it. And no fucking." They both nodded their heads in agreement with her terms. She eyed Colleens breasts, also marveling at what she had been hiding from everyone. Then she spotted the demi-bra. "Wow! I'm gonna try this on. She quickly shed her polo shirt and unhooked her plain white bra. Rob ogled her breasts that were the same size and shape as Colleen's. Only the nipples were different. Kathleen's were rose colored with quarter sized areolas. The nipples were already erect, indicating her state of arousal. She blushed slightly at the act of baring herself in front of her brother. The booze caused her to lose her inhibitions. Rob thought he had died and gone to heaven. Two women with the most gorgeous breasts he'd even seen, living in the same house with him. Kathleen picked up the demi-bra and quickly put it on. It fit perfectly and she admired herself in the mirror over Rob's dresser. "Okay, you two get on with it." She flopped down on the king-sized bed next to them. Rob commenced kissing his sister. He kissed down her throat, then down to her breasts. He kissed all over them, then when he got to a nipple he laved it with his tongue, then drew it into his mouth and suckled it. The nipple popped way out. Colleen gave a little cry and shuddered when she had the first orgasm that she hadn't done with her own fingers. "Okay, now I'm ready," Rob exclaimed. He slid out of his shorts, exposing the hardest erection he'd ever had. "Wow, that's big," Colleen gasped. "It's REALLY big," Kathleen concurred. Colleen had nothing to compare it to, but Kathleen did. "That's the biggest cock I've ever seen." Rob's erection wasn't as gigantic as you read about in some erotic stories, but it was large. He knew that the average erect male penis was 5 ½ to six inches in length and 4 ½ inches in circumfererence. His measured 7 ½ inches in length, but the girth was big at 6 ½ inches. Colleen took it in her hand and studied it carefully. This was the first live adult penis she had ever seen. It was hard, yet the skin was soft. And it was hot to the touch. She giggled a bit then said, "the top of it looks just like Darth Vader's helmet." She stroked it a bit, noting that the skin moved up and down on the shaft. "This is how you do a hand job?" she asked, " just move your hand up and down until you squirt your stuff?" "Well, basically, that's the simple way to do it, but there are more elaborate techniques you can use to really drive a man crazy." "You can teach me that some other time, right now I'm interested in learning how to give a blow job. I just put it in my mouth and bob my head up and down?" "That's what most women do, but to do it right involves a lot of action with the tongue and lips." Kathleen was at full attention; all she had ever done is bob her head up and down. "First you lick up and down the shaft. Then you lick all around the head and pay special attention to this area just below the head because that's the most sensitive area on a man's cock." Kathleen didn't know that either. "That's called the frenum," Colleen said, "I read that in an anatomy book." She licked that spot and watched as his cock twitched beneath her tongue. "Now take in your mouth and keep the tongue action going." She complied and he moaned in ecstasy. "Now take the head firmly between your lips, suck hard on it, then move your head up until it pops out of your mouth, then do it again." After she had done that for awhile, he instructed, "now you can keep it in your mouth and bob your head up and down, and while you're doing that, stroke the shaft with your hand, that will make me come faster and won't tire your mouth out as much. I'll tell you when I'm about to let go and you can decide whether or not you want me to come in your mouth or you want to pull your head away." Colleen went at it with gusto. She was totally turned on and her panties were soaked with her juices. Watching with fascination, Kathleen unbuttoned her pants and slipped her hand down between her legs. Rob began to moan in earnest. "I'm just about to come." She kept right on with her mouth firmly clamped over him. "NOW," he screamed as his scrotum contracted and he shot his load straight into her mouth. Her eyes widened and she pulled her head away. She hadn't expected quite so much fluid. She gulped slightly, then spit half of it into her hand and swallowed the rest. "That didn't taste so bad. Maybe a little salty. I didn't swallow all of it, cause I wanted to see it." She stirred the mass around with her finger, lifted some up and watched it snap back into her hand. "It looks like rubber cement," she giggled. "Let me have some of that," Kathleen said, "I've never tasted any before." She took Colleen's hand and slurped it out of her palm, rolling it around in her mouth before swallowing it down. "You're right, it is a little salty." Rob was amazed by her inexperience. She, being the oldest, he just assumed she had done it all. She and Tray had been sleeping together for more than a year and she'd had plenty of boyfriends prior to that. "Wow, that was neat," Colleen exclaimed. "Now I want to know everything about eating pussy." "Colleen!" her sister said, "where are you getting that language?" "That's what they say at school. It seems a little awkward to say 'Rob, could you please perform cunnilingus on me, after I did fellatio on you.'" "You mean you want Rob to, um, eat your pussy?" "Yup. By the way, what do you call it?" "Well, um, giving head or going down on you." "I guess I could do that, "Rob replied, as the same lewd grin spread across his face. Colleen wriggled out of her yoga pants. She was wearing a lavender lace thong that matched her bra. As she slipped it off, they could see that her pubic region was as bald as the day she was born. "I shaved it for you. I hear guys like that." "Just how long have you been planning this?" Kathleen asked. "Um, a couple weeks." "Would this have anything to do with your reconciliation with Nathan?"Colleen blushed and didn't answer. "Are you two having sex?" "Not yet. We haven't even made out." "But you're going to?" "Well, yeah, someday. We love each other, and that's what people in love do. But we're going to go slow; one step at a time. I just want to know what to do and what to expect." Rob began to kiss her again, then moved down to her breasts, repeating what he had done before. He kissed his way down her stomach, pausing to tongue her navel before moving slowly downward. "Pull your knees up and spread them way apart." This made everything more accessible and he didn't have to fumble in the dark between her legs to find what he was after. Kathleen moved in to get a better view. "I've never seen another woman's vagina before." Colleen glowed at being called a woman. She had always been just the kid. Colleen, Kathleen and Rob "What about the rest of it?" Rob asked. "The rest of what?" "The rest of what's between a woman's legs. The vagina is the hole, the part that goes inside you. There's two pairs of lips, the clitoris, the shaft and the hood; that's not her vagina." "So what do you call the whole thing?" "Her pussy." "Well okay, then, let me re-phrase that. I've never seen another woman's pussy before." Rob commenced with his ministrations. He kissed her inner thighs, kissed and licked the creases between her outer lips and her legs, then moved his mouth toward her center. They could see the engorged minora poking out through her slit. He ran his tongue between her lips, then took his fingers and spread them apart, exposing her swollen clit and the inner lips that were perfectly smooth, like pink rose petals. His tongue and lips moved slowly over all of her. His tongue began to trace lazy circles around her clit, until she shouted out his name and her body contorted in the throes of orgasm. He stopped for awhile until she subsided, then took his finger and slid her hood back, letting the little pearl poke its head out. A large wet spot spread across the sheet. Kathleen rubbed herself furiously until Rob heard another cry of ecstasy as she brought herself to a climax. Rob took her entire clit into his mouth and sucked on it, flicking his tongue rapidly over its head until she came yet again. Still not finished, he let her out of his mouth, pursed his lips and blew across it. The vibrations between his lips sounded like a small raspberry. She bucked her hips, clutched the sheets and screamed. Then she fell limply back on the bed. An exhausted smile crossed her face. "God, I didn't know anything could feel that good "Jesus, Rob," Kathleen exclaimed in a hoarse voice, "do me like that." "Yeah, Rob, do Kathleen too," Colleen implored. Rob turned toward his older sister as she wriggled out of her jeans and slipped her white low cut panties down her hips. Her pubic hair was trimmed short in a bikini cut, the same strawberry blonde color as the hair on her head. She pulled up her knees and spread her legs as Colleen had done. "Not so fast," Rob said. "I start at the top and work my way down." He grabbed her by the back of the neck and pulled her face toward his. Their kiss was hard and passionate as her tongue sought his. He pressed his body against hers and they rolled back and forth together in a frenzied embrace. He unhooked the demi-bra she was still wearing, freeing her breasts to his hungry mouth. He sucked ravenously and she came hard. As he'd done with Colleen, he kissed her body until he found the warm wet place between her thighs. He lavished the same attention on her, only this time he would bring her to the peak and then stop, letting her subside before he started again. When his pursed lips sent the wave of vibrations across her clit, she screamed and fell back on the bed. "Oh God, Rob, fuck me. Fuck me NOW!" Without missing a beat he grabbed his throbbing cock, centered on her opening, and thrust slowly into her. A little bit at a time, he moved deeper into her, not wanting to hurt her with his size. When he bottomed out, she gasped, "Jesus, Rob, you fill me up." "Well, so much for the no incest pledge," Colleen laughed. When lightning didn't strike them both dead, she assumed it wasn't as bad as everyone said. She watched intently as his cock plunged in and out. On the downstroke her lips curled under and sank into her vagina, then re-emerged as he came up again. Kathleen let out a muffled cry as her inner muscles contracted around his cock in the throes of her first vaginal orgasm. Reaching his own peak, Rob growled as he finished, sending his semen deep into her womb. Exhausted, he rolled off of her. Colleen watched as he slowly went flaccid. It was the first time she had seen his cock when he didn't have a hard-on. She tugged on his arm, "Fuck me, too, Rob. I want to feel you inside me." "Not tonight, babe. I'm wiped out. Another time." "Tomorrow night?" They both looked at Kathleen, who simply smiled and shrugged her shoulders in tacit approval. "Tomorrow, then. I can't wait." The following evening both sisters appeared at his bedroom door. Both wore silk robes. Kathleen's was red and the one Colleen wore was royal blue. She must have borrowed it from her older sister, because all they had ever seen her in was a raggedly old chenille robe that she wore around the house. "You want me do both of you?" "Sure," Kathleen replied. "Think you can handle that, stud?" A huge grin spread across Rob's face. "It's Colleen's night, so she gets to go first." He loosened the tie on her robe and let it drop to the floor. She was naked underneath. Damn, he thought. All that innocence and a body that would put a centerfold to shame. He pulled off his T-shirt and dropped his shorts, then pulled her close to him. Her breasts pressed into his chest and his engorged cock slapped against her stomach. They kissed and their tongues tangled together in pure passion and lust. He lay her back on the bed and began the ministrations with his lips and tongue. This time it was foreplay. He brought her to a climax several times, then rolled over on his back and pulled her onto him. "You're going to be on top this time. That way you stay in control and you can take as much as you're able. I need to warn you, though. Because you're a virgin, it's going to hurt the first time." "If you mean my cherry, don't worry about it. I popped it with one of Kathleen's dildos last week." Kathleen blushed. "You little shit! You've been rummaging through my bedside table. How did you know I had one?" "Sometimes when I pass your bedroom door, I can hear a buzzing noise and hear you moaning. You don't come quietly you know." Colleen and Rob laughed together. So much for family secrets. Rob pushed two fingers into her vagina. It was wet and slippery, feeling like liquid velvet. He spread her lips apart and slid the head of his cock into her opening. She moved up and down gently, then suddenly dropped her entire weight on him, taking him in all at once. She gasped, then smiled. The cowboy position was Rob's favorite. Her breasts were available to his hands, and looked the most flattering as she leaned forward. As she moved up and down, he massaged her clit with his thumb. She came again and again, her juices covering his loins and running down onto the sheets. Then it was his turn to let go. When he finished, he lay with her, cuddling and stroking her back. When he finally rolled away, Kathleen asked, "hey there, Superman, got anything left for me?" Rob grinned as she took him in her mouth and sucked him back to life. Colleen's taste all over his cock turned her on even more. She straddled him and guided him inside her. He grabbed her cheeks, held her down tight and slid her back and forth, grinding her clit into his pubic bone until she cried out. She, too, flooded him. When they finished, he held her in his arms, kissing her face and stroking her hair. The three of them lay side by side. He pulled the covers over them and they slept there until morning. For the next three nights they all came together in Rob's room and he serviced them both. Colleen wanted to try doggy style, another of Rob's favorites. He loved the feeling of her soft round ass cheeks pressing across his groin. He reached around and massaged her clit as he pumped into her. Rob showed them his entire repertoire. He found both their G spots with his crooked finger, gifting them each with another kind of orgasm. As he lay satiated, the sisters were not finished yet. "I've never felt another woman's boobs before," Kathleen said. "Is it all right if I touch yours?" Colleen nodded her consent and felt gentle hands feeling and caressing her. She reached out to Kathleen and reciprocated. They were so soft, yet full and firm. Her mouth found Colleen's nipples, and she sucked with abandon. Colleen mirrored every act that was bestowed on her. "I've never tasted another woman's pussy before either. Is it okay if I taste yours?" She carefully asked permission for every act she sought to perform." She kissed her way down Colleen's body until her mouth found the treasure she sought. As they both mewled soft pleasure noises, Kathleen reversed her position and moved on top of her sister, offering up her pussy in the classic 69 position. Rob thought he had died and gone to heaven. His ultimate fantasy was being played out right before his eyes. They both came, then came again. Kathleen dismounted and lay across her face-to-face. She pressed her vulva against Colleen's and they began tribbing in earnest. Rob stroked his swollen cock as he watched. When they were both satiated, they lay back on the bed. "Wow, that was neat," Colleen gasped, "but I think I like men better." "Yeah, me too, but any port in a storm, as the saying goes." They heard a car pull into the driveway and the sound of the garage door opening. "Oh shit! Mom and Dad are home." Both girls quickly donned their robes and scampered off to their own rooms. ******************* The next morning, while Rob was in the shower, Mary, a meticulous housekeeper, stripped his bed, stuffing it into his hamper. In his room, a familiar odor assailed her nostrils. She frowned for a moment, then smiled. She marched downstairs with the laundry. Before putting the load in the washer, she inspected the sheet carefully. About nine o'clock, smelling bacon and fresh coffee, they gathered around the breakfast table. Mark was absent, having left early to go to his office. "Hi, Mom, how was your vacation?" "Wonderful," Mary replied. "Did you guys have fun while we were gone?" They all nodded in the affirmative. "So, how was the sex?" "Oh, Mom, it was wonderful." Colleen chirped. Rob and Kathleen tried to make themselves small and slide under the table. "H-how did you know." Mary smiled at them. "Well, in the first place, Rob's room reeked of sex. His sheet looked like a Roman orgy had been conducted on it. There were semen stains all over it and the residue from more than a dozen wet spots." They waited for the rage that was sure to come. "I just hope you were careful." They all nodded in the affirmative. "Well, she smiled, "who wants more coffee?" When Rob and Colleen had left the table to go their separate ways, Mary engaged her older daughter in a bit of girl talk. She asked for details of their sexual encounters and Kathleen complied in very frank language. Several days later, in the middle of the afternoon, Mary entered Rob's room. She wore a pretty house coat and smelled of an intoxicating perfume. "So, Rob," she began, "your sister says you have a wonderful oral technique." Rob blushed and stammered something unintelligible. "I want you to show me." She dropped her robe and stood naked before him. Her body was firm and toned from frequent workouts. Her breasts were firm, slightly elongated, with just a hint of middle aged sag. "But you're my mother!" "Do you have something against older women?" "No, but you're my mother." "And the other two women in this house are your sisters. That didn't bother you, did it?" "Well no, but..." He wasn't able to finish, as Mary took his face in her hands, pulled him to her and kissed him deeply. Her tongue was in his mouth before he had a chance to say another word. She hugged him tight, and the feel of her breasts again his chest made his cock start to swell. Mary dropped to her knees, took him in her mouth and sucked and tongued him to full length. "God, Rob, you're hung just like your Uncle Jack." That gave him a bit of a start. She was the second woman to tell him that. The first was his Aunt Peggy, Mary's older sister. Rob forgot all about the relationship, She was no longer Mom, she was Woman. Hot and sensuous; he wanted to devour her. "Jesus, your mouth felt so good on my cock, er, penis that is." "I know all the words, dear. It's a beautiful cock." He pulled her down on the bed beside him and began to kiss her all over. He drew a nipple into his mouth and sucked on it. Mary flashed back to when he was an infant and she nursed him. She nursed all her children and felt guilty when their tiny mouths aroused her sexually. He kissed his way down her body, until he got to that place between her thighs. She automatically drew up her knees, giving him perfect access to all her treasures. He gasped when he looked at the biggest clit he had ever seen. Totally engorged, it stuck out from under its hood almost a full inch and was as big around as his little finger. It's head was shaped just like the head of his cock, giving full credence to its name as "the little penis". He licked her clit and she came fast and hard. Again and again he brought her over the edge with his ministrations. When he finished with his vibrating lips, she fainted for an instant in the throes of a huge orgasm. Pretty sure she already knew the answer she asked, "Where did you learn how to do that." "Well, er, um, actually," he stammered "I learned it from Aunt Peggy the summer I worked for her." Mary shook her head and laughed. Another family secret exposed. "Roll over on your back," she instructed, "I'm going to fuck you silly." She straddled him and sank down on his cock until it was buried to the hilt. He couldn't believe how tight she was. She rode him up and down for awhile, then stopped. She began to exercise her inner muscles, starting from the bottom and worked up until she was literally milking his cock. "Oooh, that feels so good," he moaned. She smiled at him and said, "I hope so. I have a very educated cunt." He had only experienced this once before. He didn't bat an eye at her use of the "C" word. Today anything was possible. "You should teach Kathleen how to do that. Mom, I want to ask you something. Both you and Aunt Peggy said my cock looked just like Uncle Jack's. Isn't it a bit unusual for two sisters to both see their brother with a hard-on?" "Why? Both your sisters have seen you with a hard-on." "You mean you and Aunt Peggy and Uncle Jack had a thing going on, too?" Mary nodded her head. "Jack taught us both every thing we know." Rob stared at her incredulously. "No wonder you weren't pissed off at us when you found out. What a family! Do you think it's in our genes or something?" "Could be." Mary kissed him deeply. "Thanks, kiddo, that was a wonderful afternoon." ******************* Mary caught Kathleen as she came downstairs early in the morning. Everyone else in the family had gone off to work. She poured them a cup of coffee. "Rob says I should teach you something." "Yeah, he told me. I have to admit I was a little blown away when I found out you two had sex with each other." "Why? Are you jealous?" "Jealous? Why on earth would I be jealous?" Deep down inside, she had to admit to herself that she was. "He also told me about you and Peggy and Jack. I guess it must run in the family." "So, then, back to your vagina. The technique I used involves the training of your vaginal muscles with kegel exercises." She unwrapped a plastic device that looked like another sex toy, but with a split down the center. Opening it up, she showed Kathleen the set of springs inside. "You start with one spring and add more when your muscles get stronger. Here's a DVD that shows you how to use it." "Gosh, thanks, Mom. I'll start using it tonight. I was feeling a little awkward talking to you about sexual matters, but you make it so easy." "Any time, dear," she smiled. "There's something else I wanted to talk to you about. It's about Tray." "Are you two having problems?" "He doesn't think so, but frankly, for me, our sex life is awful. He's all about his own pleasure and doesn't seem to even care about mine." "Have you talked to him about it?" "I tried, but he didn't want to discuss it." "Tell me what sex is like with him." "Well to start with, there's very little kissing; absolutely no tongues. I tried putting my tongue in his mouth once and he pulled away and said that was disgusting. Sex with him is always in the missionary position. He squeezes my boobs like he was kneading bread dough. I asked him to kiss them and suck on my nipples. He told me his mother weaned him when he was four months old and he had no desire to suck a tit again. This is a long story, Mom." "Go ahead, Kathleen, I've got all morning." "After that, he'll stick a finger in me to see if I'm wet. I'm one of those women who only have to think about sex and their pussy is soaked. Then he just climbs on and shoves it in me and starts pumping away. I'm lucky if he lasts 30 seconds. Then he climbs off, rolls over and goes to sleep." "One time," she went on, "I heard him and some of his jock buddies talking about the great blow jobs they'd gotten, so I thought maybe I could try that. He liked it when I jerked him off, then he was through for the night. So, one time when I was stroking him, I bent down and took him in my mouth. He jerked away like I'd stuck his cock into a lamp socket. I told him I didn't understand, that I'd heard him talking with his friends about it. 'That's something only whores or sluts do,' he said. It's nothing a wife would ever do.' " "We always made love, if you could even call it that, in the dark. One night I turned the light on, spread my legs apart and told him I wanted him to look at me, at all of me. He turned his head away and ran out of the room, like the sight of my pussy was the most disgusting thing in the world, almost like he was afraid of it." "There is a word for that," Mary said, "eurotophobia, the fear of the female genitalia." Tears welled up in her eyes, and ran down her cheeks. Mary held her as she sobbed. "I don't want my marriage to be like that. I didn't know what great sex was until Rob showed me. He's not going to change. I'm going to have to break up with him." Kathleen fondled the Kegelmaster. "Dad is a really lucky man." Mary broke into a sardonic laugh. "Kathleen, your father and I haven't had sex in at least five years. He and Tray were cast from the same mold. We didn't have sex before we were married. I let him think he was the first. I thought once we were together for awhile, I could teach him how to be a good lover, but it was hopeless. I got pregnant on our honeymoon. He didn't touch me the whole time I was pregnant and for months after you were born. I thought he had no sex drive at all until I caught him masturbating in the shower." "Is he gay?" "I don't think so. I never saw any evidence of that. He just doesn't have any desire to be with a woman." "Why did you stay with him?" "Because I had a child, I had no skills, and he was a good provider. Christ, I was only 20 when I had you. I loved you and wanted more children. When he was drunk, I could get him to have sex with me, as long as I was the aggressor and climbed on top of him. I'd wait until I was at the peak of my fertility cycle and had Rob and Colleen. You kids were my life." "But at your age, you're at the peak of your sexuality. Did you have lovers on the side?" "A few, but it was awkward here in town, and never very satisfying. I have a variety of sex toys hidden away. And, I go up to Peggy's at least once a month." "You and Aunt Peggy are lovers?" Kathleen asked incredulously. "We've done it with each other on occasion, but I much prefer men. Don't forget, Jack lives with her." "You mean you and Uncle Jack still fuck each other, after all these years? Wow. Well, thanks for the talk. And for the new toy." She gave her mother a big hug and bounded up the stair to her room. ****************** Several nights later, Kathleen quietly entered Rob's room. He was sleeping on his side. She dropped her robe and crawled into his bed beside him. He always slept in the nude. She pressed her body against his back, reached around him and slowly fondled his cock. He stirred awake, rolled over on his back. "Hey, there," he said. Studying her face in the light that streamed in the window, he could see was crying. He took her into his arms and gently kissed the tears away. She was shaking all over as he held her close to him. Colleen, Kathleen and Rob "Make love to me, Rob. Slowly, gently." "I will, baby, but tell me first what's going on." "I broke it off with Tray tonight. I gave him his ring back." "What happened?" "I tell you later. Right now just love me." He kissed her forehead, her eyes, down her face. Pressing his lips softly against hers, he slipped his tongue into her mouth until he found hers and they tenderly tasted each other. He caressed her breasts, then took a nipple in his mouth. He started kissing his way down her body. When he approached the warm wet place between her legs, she took his head and pulled it away. "Not tonight, Rob, just come inside me." He entered her and slowly thrust in and out. Her hips began to move and she rose to meet him until they achieved a perfect rhythm. They both reached the edge, and came together in a shuddering moment of ecstasy. "I want to stay here with you tonight." She rolled over on her side and Rob pressed his body against her. Spooning, they both drifted off to sleep. Sometime in the middle of the night, she stirred and pressed her ass into his groin. He immediately hardened. He reached over her and slipped a finger into her pussy, finding her soaking wet and ready. Lifting her leg a bit, he slipped his cock into her. He didn't move, then fell right back to sleep. He was still inside her when they woke in the morning. Every night she came to him. After their last encounter, Colleen never came to them again, choosing to give her full attention to Nathan. Lucky guy, they thought. Some nights Kathleen would model a sexy babydoll, a chemise or teddy she had bought for Tray and never wore. Rob was enraptured, even more so when she demonstrated her newly learned vaginal technique. One night, after an arduous lovemaking session, Kathleen took his face in her hands, "I love you, Rob." "I love you too, Kathleen." She took a deep breath. "I mean I love you; I'm totally in love with you" "I know. I'm in love with you too. So what do we do now? This could really get complicated. Classes at the uni start in a week" "I have an idea. Let's talk to Mom about it." The three of them gathered around the table. Rob and Kathleen held hands. "Mom, Rob and I are in love with each other," she began. "I think I knew that before you two did." "We want to live together, and my roommate has graduated and moved out." They rented a small house close to the campus. "It has two bedrooms, so it would look totally respectable, and it makes economic sense if we split the rent. We could act just like brother and sister, and no one would know the difference." "How long do you expect this relationship to last?" "Forever," they replied in unison. "We'd get married if that was possible to do." "You need to be very careful," Mary cautioned. "In Illinois, incest is punishable by 25 years in prison. Rhode Island repealed their incest laws entirely, and while it's still illegal, New Jersey doesn't carry any penalty. If you're discrete, no one will ever know, but you can't tell anyone your secret, not even your best friend." "What about Dad, will he suspect anything?" "Your father is totally oblivious to anything of a sexual nature. He'll just praise you for your frugality. Have you thought about children?" "We want children, eventually," Rob said. "We've done a lot of research on the subject. We know that if we both have a recessive gene that the odds are fifty percent greater that our child will have the disease or disability, compared to an unrelated couple. We're going in for genetic testing. Kathleen will use your maiden name, so we don't arouse any suspicion. Once we have the results, we'll have to make a decision." "Then, if there is no genetic problem, if a pregnancy occurs, there's ultra-sound and amniocentesis to check on fetal development," Kathleen added. "If there is a problem, we can always use artificial insemination with semen coming from a sperm bank. Or adopt." "If you're looking for my blessing, you have it," Mary said, tears welling up in her eyes. She embraced them both, then poured everyone another cup of coffee. Rob and Kathleen spent the next two years in the house near the campus. He bought her a modest engagement ring that she wore to fend off any of the men who showed an interest in her. He brushed off any of the coeds who constantly hit on him, spawning the rumor that he was gay. Kathleen got her MA in education, and Rob got a degree in landscape architecture. After they graduated, they moved to Rhode Island and bought a home in Touisset Highlands, a suburb of Providence. She taught at a nearby junior college and he started his own landscaping business. She legally changed her last name to O'Malley, her mother's maiden name. Using that name. they obtained a license and were quietly married in a small civil ceremony, attended by Mary, Peggy, Jack, and Colleen and Nathan, who had eloped right after high school. They passed their genetic testing with flying colors and had three beautiful and healthy children, two girls and a boy. As the kids were growing, Kathleen mused, "I wonder what they will do when they reach legal age?" "You never know," Rob smiled and patted her knee.