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Joey Says

By: MDesign



My sister Beth had phoned to say she was in the neighbourhood, and could she call in. In fact she had a few days and could I put her up. It had been ages since I had last seen her but of course she was very welcome.

I am Mat, 28 and recently separated from Kate. Beth is a year younger and as far as I knew was unattached. I was on my own and welcomed the prospect of her company. My split up with Kate had left me feeling a little insecure, and when we were kids Beth and I had been very close, so her making contact cheered me immediately.

'Hi Beth, great to see you! You're looking well.' And she was, her mid brown hair was cut fairly short, and that suited her. She has a broad face with big eyes and fine features, which the haircut emphasised. She was also looking trim and glowing with health.

'And you look better than I expected.'

'Oh yes, what were you expecting?'

'Well, Kate said you were a little down.'

'I didn't know you were in touch with her.'

'I gave her a call when I heard you were separating.'

'Okay, well it's good to see you whatever the reason. Come in, come in. The spare room is yours for as long as you want it.'

'Thanks.'

She brought in her bag and we hugged. I had a two bedroom flat, overlooking a park. There would be ample space for the two of us.

It was a Friday evening. I prepared a meal of a chicken salad, and I had some good South American white wine ready chilled. Then lest the main course was too austere and healthy, we could follow with chocolate fudge cake and ice cream. I put on a CD of some old twenties jazz, and the atmosphere was good.

We brought each other up to date on our various careers. I'd recently taken a teaching job at a local university. Beth was doing media work, as a director of photography. Jobs were a little infrequent, intensive periods of work with gaps between. She was in such a gap just now. It coincided with my having a few days so we could spend some time together. She took her digital SLR camera with her everywhere, and wanted to take some pics here, including some of me- she had not got many as we had lost contact. And Beth loved the chocolate fudge cake and ice-cream. We had indulged in secret midnight feasts when we were about twelve or so, eating by torchlight, dressed in our night clothes.

'Should we put on our nighties for this course?' Beth said with a smile. I smiled back.

'You're looking in good shape Mat. I'd better record that before you go to seed.' She looked at me mischievously. She'd obviously loosened up after several glasses of wine.

'And you are looking lovely, little sister. So I shall need some pics of you too.'

'I miss our special times together. I loved the drawings you used to do for me when we were kids. I've still got some of them. Do you remember Joey?'

'Gosh have you? That's nice. I think. Yes of course I remember Joey.' Would I be embarrassed by them now? Particularly those of Joey.

She yawned, and stretched languorously.

'Joey says she'd like a glass of brandy now, and a cup of Lady Grey tea in bed tomorrow.' Beth licked her lips and smiled lasciviously.

'We cannot refuse Joey.' I said getting up to pour two glasses of brandy.

I had better explain about Joey.

Joey was an imaginary figure, a kind of shared alter ego. We created her as part of our fantasy games, as the figure who could propose outrageous adventures. She was allowed to locate us in a Hollywood movie, or in a darkest jungle, or in hyper space. She suggested that we creep out of bed when our parents were out, or asleep. We could go to the kitchen and raid the freezer for exotic ice creams, and then watch unsuitable programmes on television. Or even grown-up videos, when there were any left around by adults. She was wicked and fun.

I drew pictures of her. Sometimes her instructions arrived in speech bubbles in the drawings. I would draw Joey, and Beth would provide the words. 'There's syrup and ice-cream, and sexy videos waiting for you' would appear in the bubble. Things we would otherwise be too shy to articulate. We weren't too sure how Joey should dress. She looked like Beth except she had developed breasts. Otherwise she was androgynous, or trans-sexual. Probably driven by the onset of hormones I ended up drawing her naked, as a slim figure with breasts. But Beth insisted that she had to have everything so she had a penis too. Not that she ever did anything sexual. And nor did we. It was all oddly both wicked and innocent. 

Beth used to use Joey to issue instructions to me. And I did to her sometimes. I think she thought she was pushing her luck asking for tea in bed in the morning, so she used Joey to do it. And of course I was happy to comply.

The brandy left us both a little sozzled, and the evening was getting late. We decided to turn in. I showed Beth to the spare bedroom, and as we parted she gave me a big affectionate hug, and kissed me.

'Good night big brother. Joey says sleep well and no late night adventures tonight.'

'Good night Beth, it's good to have you here.'

The next morning I was out of bed early, shaved and showered before I put the kettle on to make tea- Lady Grey as requested, in a mug decorated with sunflowers. I knocked on the bedroom door and went in.

Beth was awake, but looked like she had not been for long. She sat up in bed to accept the tea. I had not realised that she slept naked, and as she sat up her breasts were fully revealed. Her skin was a creamy light brown, slightly paler over her breasts. They were I suppose a fullish B-cup, of quite large diameter, but not pendulous. Her nipples were pink sticking up as if she were slightly turned on. They looked lovely. I could not help staring at them. She looked at me evenly and smiled with her mischievous expression.

'Thank you for the tea, it is delicious.'

'You are welcome. I have to drive into town to get some provisions. Do you want to come?'

'No, thanks. Can I stay here and use your PC to catch up on emails?'

'Yes, of course. There's a spare house key in the kitchen if you need to go out.'

While I was out I couldn't get the picture of Beth out of my mind. You are not supposed to be turned on by your sister! And I was being. Was that her intention? Or was she just being outrageous?

I returned with the shopping to discover that Beth was out. When I had unpacked I began my next chore. I had several boxes of Kate's stuff which I needed to move to the garage. I was just lugging the first of them out when I heard the door. It was Beth returned with some shopping of her own.

'Hi sis. Successful trip?'

'Yes, thanks. Got some more wine for later. I'll just put this other stuff away.'

She disappeared into her bedroom with a slightly distracted air, returning almost immediately.

'Coffee?'

'Good idea. Then I want to move out this stuff of Kate's. I thought I could store it in the garage.'

'Okay, I'll give you a hand. Be good to clear that room, and then I can use it to take my photis. If you don't mind that is.'

'No, that's fine.'

We settled for coffee.

'So, it's really over between you and Kate.'

'Afraid so.'

'She had some interesting things to say about your choices. She meant of her and the serious women friends you'd had before her.'

'Oh yes.'

'They all seemed to look the same.'

'How's that?.'

'Well, brown hair, medium height, neat features.'

'Yes, I suppose that's true.'

'She thought that they all looked like me.'

'What a conceit!'

'But is it true?'

'Yes.'

'Oh. Well I am flattered.'

'What about the blokes in your life. Do they look like me?'

'No, not at all.'

'No similarity then?'

'Oh yes, lots. They all tend to have a personality like yours, and similar characteristics.'

'Such as?'

'Fairly intelligent, visually creative, argumentative, bossy.'

'Good heavens, is that me? I thought that was you!'

'Oh, it is. That's why it never works out. Too similar.'

'So, do you think if we spend some time together we might be able to get over this sibling obsession?'

'Something like that. If that's what we want.'

'Hmm.'

We returned to moving the boxes of Kate's stuff from the spare room. There was quite a lot of it, and it was a warm humid day. Beth was wearing a tee shirt and jeans, as was I. It was quite hard work and soon we were hot and sweaty. But we stuck at it, and eventually the room was clear. Beth then took charge of moving things around so that there was sufficient blank wall to provide a back-drop for photography. She thought that the natural north-light from the window would provide sufficient illumination. Eventually she was satisfied.

'What I fancy now is a quick shower, and then a long cold glass of wine.'

That sounded good to me. As Beth was showering I got out the glasses and wine. As soon as she shouted that the shower was free, I headed for it. When I was through, I dried off and put on shorts and a tee shirt.

I joined Beth in the sitting room, where she was decanting wine. She handed me a glass, and said 'cheers'. She was wearing a purple pullover of mine, which was too big. It came down to mid thigh. As far as I could tell she was wearing nothing else.

'I borrowed your pullover, I hope you don't mind. I wanted something loose and comfortable. It smells of you.'

'What will you do if I object?'

'Remove it of course.'

'Well, that might be worth it to find out if you've got anything on underneath.'

'Oh yes?'

'Joey says you have to reveal what you have on.' I smiled.

'And Joey cannot be denied.'

'No.'

'Okay.'

She put down her glass of wine and stood up.

'Ready?'

'Yup.'

With that she pulled up the hem of the sweater to her chin, and wiggled her hips. She was naked underneath. So I got to see her breasts again, but this time the rest of her too.

'Turn round.'

She rotated slowly sticking out her bottom when it was pointed to me. Then when she had completed her turn, she let the pullover drop and sat down.

'Okay.'

'You have a nice body. It looks better like that than clothed.'

She took a long drink of wine, whilst I fixed the image of her body in my memory. She looked quite fit, slender but not thin. And her body was smooth, with only a little wisp of dark pubic hair. I thought she looked very sexy. I was feeling turned on by my sister. Did she know the affect she was having on me?

She looked at me seriously.

'You know what this means?'

'Gosh, lot's of things. I dunno.'

'It means the photography has to, well, include some things.'

'That's a bit vague.'

'Joey says the photographs have to include nude.'

'Does she?'

'Yes, fairs fair.'

'I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours?'

'You've got it.' She leaned over and kissed me lightly. 'You're not shy are you?'

'Would it make any difference?'

'No, although a bit of embarrassment might spice it up. Do you have my exhibitionist tendencies?'

'It looks like we'll find out.'

We decided to risk my cooking again that evening. I had resorted to a ready meal, an Indian assortment. But it was good, although as it made us thirsty, we probably drank too much wine. We settled down with a brandy again, intending to watch a DVD if we could agree on something we both liked. Beth was still in the loose sweater, which kept riding up. She giggled, and I looked.

She lay down on the couch and looked up at me blearily.

'I think I have had a little too much to drink.'

'Me too.'

'I have to tell you something.'

'Oh yes. What is that?'

'While I was using your PC this morning, I happened on one of your files.'

'Which one?'

'Joey.'

'That was fairly hidden.'

'Okay, I went looking for it.'

'Looks like we are not going to have any secrets from each other.'

'Joey was always for both of us.'

'That's true. Did you look at the contents?'

'Yes.'

'Well, it was full of pics.'

'Yes. Of whatsits. Ladyboys.'

'I prefer Shemales or Trannies.'

'They looked very glamorous, some of them. Quite a surprise. Very female, bit coltish, with nice tits. And cocks!'

'Like Joey.'

'Yes.'

'I downloaded them from the internet.'

'I am intrigued.'

'Do you disapprove?'

'Good grief no! It is great to have an up-dated Joey.'

'You are full of surprises.' I kissed her and she kissed me back.

'Oh Mat, this could get out of hand. We'd better watch a DVD and think of something else.'

'A DVD of shemales?'

'Not tonight. Something completely different. Jane Austen?'

'That's pretty different. I've got Sense and Sensibility.'

'Perfect.'

So we settled down to watch it.



My sleep that night included dreams of my sister Beth, and in them she wore very little. It is no surprise either that I slept later than I had anticipated, or that I awoke with a hard-on. I quite often woke up in that state, but this was fiercer than usual.

What I did not expect was for Beth to walk in with a cup of tea for me. She was dressed in a tee-shirt dress.

'Hi big brother. I thought you'd like a cup of tea.' Then her eyes fell on the sheet which covered me, and was raised by my erection.

'Well, is that a gun you have there, or are you pleased to see me?'

'It's not a gun.'

She pulled back the sheet. I was wearing boxer shorts.

'Joey says you have to show Beth.' With that she yanked down my shorts- I suppose I did not resist too much.

'Wow,' she said. Then she pulled out her camera and quickly began photographing me.

'Bastard!' I smiled, and threw the pillow at her. She ran laughing from my room.

Over breakfast she confessed that she had looked in to see the state I was in and had planned the whole thing.

We had a number of chores to complete, emails to attend to before we could get down to what I think we both wanted to concentrate on. It was early afternoon before the photography session began. Beth had set up the spare room, with one camera on a tripod. We had another for hand held shots. To keep things flowing we had a bottle of good red wine, a nice Merlot.

We began with her taking straight if atmospheric shots of me. I then returned the complement by photographing her. We were then able to use the camera on the tripod on its timer to photograph the two of us together.

Beth seemed pleased with progress so far.

'Okay, now we get to stage two.'

'Stage two?'

'Yup. Now you must remove your shirt.'

So, that was what I did. I stripped to the waist and Beth photographed me- looking demurely over my shoulder, and then full on. I felt a little self-conscious. She rubbed her hands on my chest.

'It's a good job you are firm and not too hairy.'

'Now it's your turn. You must strip to the waist.'

'Okay.' With that Beth pulled off her tee-shirt dress, and turned to face me. All she was left wearing was her light shoes and a thong. She looked pretty enticing front on. From the rear she was virtually naked.

'Okay?'

She had me aroused again. She mimicked my poses, looking demurely over her shoulder and then front on. I clicked away with the cameras.

'Now the rest!' She meant I must remove my remaining clothes. She stared avidly at me as I stepped out of my trousers and underpants, kicking off my shoes. My cock was half way to being erect.

Once more I was photographed from the rear- she particularly liked that view she said- and from the front. Then she removed her thong, set the timer and stood beside me. We held hands, the classic 'two virgins' shot. Then she briefly touched my cock, and it became erect and stiff.

'That's good.' She said, and she closed in on me with the hand-held camera, photographing my cock from all angles. 'Hmm,' she said, running one finger down the length of my shaft.

'Hold on,' I said, 'my turn to photograph you.' I took the camera, and turned on her. She posed obediently, demurely. Then progressively she became more wanton. I photographed her from behind, closing in on her arse cheeks. Then from the front, with her hand placed on her pussy. I was panting, and she appeared breathless. It was a wonder I didn't come.

'Hold on,' she said, 'there's something else.' With that she fetched a bag from the other side of the room.

'I want to use these.' She produced a strap-on cock, and also a very life-like pink dildo from her bag.

'I bought these, so that I could look like Joey.'

I was surprised, and although part of me was delighted, another part wondered what she had in mind. She stepped into the strap-on support, and adjusted it so that its purple cock was projecting in front her like a mirror of mine. First of all there were photographs to be taken. Beth posed legs akimbo and I clicked away. She looked provocative and enticing, and very sexy.

'Let me have a look.' She said. I handed her the camera and she looked at the images of herself on the camera's miniature screen. She looked really good.

'You're a real turn-on! I'm sure sisters aren't supposed to do this to their brothers.'

'Hmm. The trouble is you can see it's a strap-on. I want it to look like a natural cock. It should look like yours.' She was looking both distractedly flushed and dissatisfied. 'I think I'll try the other.' She stepped out of the strap-on and picked up the dildo. It was a fleshy beige colour which matched the colour of her skin, and it was shaped like an erect penis. In fact it looked very like mine.

'Let's try this one.' She held it against herself projecting from her pubis. It looked very realistic.

'Yes that works.' I returned to photographing her, from above, below, three quarter view and close-up. Then I set the timer on the tripod camera and we took a number of the two of us holding each other's cocks.

'Now,' said Beth, 'You must suck my cock.'

So I kneeled before her and put my mouth round her cock.

'Good grief that looks rude. Really erotic.'

'Are you turned on?'

'Am I ever!'

I stood up and kissed her urgently. We grappled with each other awkwardly, and she dropped her dildo. I kissed her right nipple and moved my hand between her legs, and up to her pussy. I drew my finger up her slit locating her clitoris. It was firm and easily found. As soon as I touched it she shuddered violently making oh-oh noises and writhing uncontrollably. I held her tightly.

'That was quick!'

'It's been coming for hours. Since we started taking pics. Or before.'

'Are you okay?'

'Yes. No. I dunno.' I laughed and kissed her.

'Look,' I said 'We can't really do this. It's incest.'

'Not if we apply the Monica rule.'

'Huh?'

'You know, like Clinton. Oral doesn't count as sex.'

'Oh yes?'

'In fact I think we can do more or less anything apart from your putting your cock in my vagina.'

With that she shut me up by kissing me and putting her hand on my erection, stroking it gently with one hand and putting her other hand on the small of my back. She let her finger move down between my buttocks and pressed on my arse. I held her close and moved my hand onto her back and let it slide down between her arse cheeks, so that my finger was resting on her anus. We rubbed each other with circular movements.

'Anything?' I whispered.

'Oh yes,' she said, 'but now I want to do a Monica on you.' With that she knelt down before me and gripping my cock with her right hand, allowed her left to press on my arse. She began tentatively licking the head of my cock, before engulfing it with her mouth. It felt fantastic and necessary. Suddenly she was all vigorous action and I decided to let go.

'I'm coming.' I ejaculated and she seemed to swallow it all. She looked up with a bleary smile.

'That was nice.'

We sat down together, holding each other and sipping our wine in silence.

We needed to pause and come to terms with what we were doing, and what we might be about to do. I felt confused. We dressed and picked up the cameras, taking them to my PC. Soon we had down-loaded the photographs and could call them up on screen. They were of course of variable quality, but some of them were fantastic.


Joey Says Ch. 02



This story follows on from 'Joey Says', which you may wish to read first.

'I'd love a cup of tea, big brother.'

Beth and I were sitting in the kitchen. She was wearing a big old purple pullover of mine, and smiling at me. She twinkled with a hint of mischief, looking at me with big eyes in her wide attractive face, framed by her neatly cropped mid- brown hair.

'I've got some Lapsang Souchong. Do you fancy that?'

'Yes please. I love its smoky flavour. Next best thing to a cigarette, if you don't smoke.'

I made two cups of tea and sat down opposite her. It was the start of the day and we had yet to have our showers and eat breakfast. My sister Beth was staying with me for a few days. At 27 she is a year my junior, and she had arrived following my split up with my wife Kate, to offer support and cheer me up. So far she had succeeded. Her approach had been pretty unconventional however.

I looked at her, as always thinking how pretty she is. I had had to acknowledge to her that in selecting the women in my life I had gone for ones who looked like my sister- neat, medium build, and mid brown hair. That is what Kate looked like too.

'This is good tea.' Beth looked at me over her cup. Then she placed it on the table and walked over to the window. 'It's a lovely day,' she said stretching languidly with her arms in the air. The pullover rode up to reveal the base of her shapely buttocks. Her beautiful bum. She was wearing no knickers!

I decided to get a grip on myself.

'We need to have a serious chat.' I said.

,Oh yes, what about? Foreign policy, that's pretty serious. We could talk about Tibet. Or Iraq.'

What was she on about?

'I was thinking more about us.'

'Tibet is pretty important. I always think Buddhists seem like such nice people, don't you?'

'Well yes, I suppose so.' It was clear she was trying to avoid talking about what was happening between us.

'Buddhist nuns shave their heads.'

'Yes they do.'

'Do you think I should shave my head. Do you think that would suit me?'

'Good heavens no. You've got lovely hair!'

'What about elsewhere?'

'No, you are perfect as you are.' She blushed, which was unusual for Beth.

'Why thank you, kind sir. I am flattered. You don't look too bad yourself.' She curtsied. 'I confess to shaving my armpits and legs. But nowhere else. At the moment.'

'Well, you look lovely.'

'And you Mat, you seem to be in good shape. Do you work out?'

'I do daily exercises, that seems to be enough. Usually before breakfast.'

'Oh, really? You haven't done them since I've been here, have you?'

'No, bit self-conscious, I suppose.'

'Well you must re-start today.'

'Must I?'

'Yes.'

'Okay, when I have finished my tea.'

'Can I watch?' I gulped. Did I want an audience?

'Okay. But there are things which happened yesterday we need to talk about.'

'You are very insistent,' she said, and kissed me on the cheek.

'Things happened yesterday.'

'Indeed they did. We watched some astonishing DVDs of shemales. I believe you may have corrupted me.' She sipped her tea and smiled.

We had spent part of the evening watching shemale DVDs, which we both found highly erotic. They featured beautiful trannies, mostly in Brazil, but also some in the USA. Beth was astonished by their lithe self-possession and shapeliness. They had creamy complexions, round buttocks, sweet tits, fresh, bright eyes and big smiles. Even the one who donned boxing gloves to batter her would-be male lover. But Beth was of course most astonished by their big erect cocks. 'They're so large!' she muttered.

'Well how do you feel, now you've been corrupted?'

'I love it.' She said with a smile. 'Give me corruption every time, if it's as big a turn-on as that!' She was incorrigible. She sucked her fingers.

'I'd like to know what it feels like to have a penis,' she said, 'like a tranny. I think they prefer to be called T-girls rather than shemales.'

'Oh yes?'

'I could be a Lapsang Souchong tea-girl'.

'That's a dreadful pun!'

'Sorry. It was. Come on, time for your exercise!'

'Okay, but we must discuss the other stuff later.'

We got up and walked through to the spare room. It was a room we had used yesterday for photographing each other. I stripped off my tee shirt, so that I was wearing only my shorts.

'What do you do?' said Beth.

'The usual, stretching exercises, push-ups, pull-ups, toe-touching, and suchlike. It's kind of Canadian Airforce, with some yoga thrown in.'

'Sounds good. I do yoga.'

'That must be why you are looking so good.'

'Why thank you again. You are full of complements this morning.' She kissed me on the cheek and gave me a hug. 'I feel very safe with you.'

'Even though I've corrupted you?' She smiled her delicious wicked smile.

'Come on', she said, 'get on with your exercises.'

So I did some stretching and then made myself horizontal to do my push ups. Soon I had a good regular rhythm.

'You look like a Greek Olympian,' she said. I paused.

'This time you are paying me extravagant complements.'

'Well you are my favourite brother.'

'I'm your only brother!'

'Now you're being pedantic. Of course the Greeks exercised nude.'

'Nude?'

'Yes, it means without clothes.'

'So it does.'

'Well?'

'Well what?'

'Are you going to exercise in the Greek Olympian fashion? I'm sure it would be healthier. Ventilate all of you.'

'Is that what you want?'

'I do my yoga nude. I enjoy it.'

'Is anyone watching when you do it? After all you are an exhibitionist.'

'Yes, I would probably enjoy it more with someone watching. I think yoga before breakfast is a good idea.'

'So is that what you are going to do? Now, I mean.' 

She smiled and began to lift the baggy purple pullover.

'I believe I am.'

She pulled off the garment which she had expropriated and placed it on the floor. That was all she had been wearing. She stepped aside naked, and my eyes absorbed what they were seeing. She stood legs akimbo and arms raised to do salute the sun. Yes she had a good body, with her perky nipples, and smudge of dark pubic hair. Her skin was a smooth, light beige, with a toned glow.

'Joey says you have to take off yours too,' she smiled.

Joey was an imaginary figure who functioned as our shared alter ego. She was invoked when something wicked was being suggested, usually by Beth. She dated from our childhood, but had been revived to startling effect during Beth's visit.

'And Joey cannot be denied.' I sighed, although if the truth were known I was not totally against the idea. I just felt that things could get out of hand. But I removed my shorts any way.

'That's better.'

I carried on with my exercises, and Beth stretched into her yoga positions. I'd never done them naked before, and it did feel liberating. It was also turning me on.

Beth noticed that I was partially erect.

'Well the Greeks have a lot to answer for,' she said, 'although to be fair I think they preferred same-sex pairings. You seem to be a bit more hetero. Have you tried gay stuff?'

'Gosh what questions you ask.'

She came over and gave me a hug, lightly touching my cock with her finger.

'We had probably better have breakfast before this goes too far,' she said with a smile, 'besides I have another problem. I have stayed here longer than I anticipated, and I am running out of clothes. Can I put some stuff through your washing machine? Otherwise I will have no choice but to go around nude. Unless I could borrow some of yours.'

I laughed. 'Well there's a temptation!'

'Well?'

'Of course you can borrow whatever you like, and of course you can use the washing machine.'

'Thanks,' she said and giving my penis a playful squeeze she picked up the pullover and sauntered off to have her shower.

It was a warm day, and by the time we had breakfasted I was wearing a tee-shirt and shorts. Beth was still in my old sweater, having bundled most of her clothes into the washing machine. We stood before my wardrobe.

'Well as it's such a nice sunny day I shan't need many of your clothes,' she said.

'But you will be wearing some will you?'

'Probably best to. I've seen what effect my unclothed form has on you, so going nude would be a heavy distraction for you. I have to be considerate.'

'You are very kind!'

'What's more I need to collect some things from my car. Even I think I probably need to wear something if I'm going out in public. Don't want to scare the locals.'

'What do you need to get?'

'My laptop mainly. You have got wire free connectivity in the flat haven't you?'

'Yes, so you could use it in any room.'

'That's good. Now what shall I wear?' She pulled out a cap, and perched it on her head.

'You'll need more than that.'

'Okay,' she said, discarding it. 'What about this?' She pulled out a tee-shirt, and handing it to me to hold, she pulled off the pullover.

'I see you have run out of clothes completely.' She was naked again. She pulled on the tee-shirt and looked at herself in the mirror. It came down to just above her pubic hair.

'Gosh, I like that,' she said, 'It looks quite sexy! I suppose it wont do though.' She turned around and wiggled her bum.

'No. Try this one.' I pulled out an extra large tee-shirt. She pulled off the short one and put on the bigger one. It came down to mid thigh.

'Yes, that's better,' she said sounding slightly disappointed.

A little later she had collected her laptop and set it up in her room. I was busy on my PC catching up on endless emails, with some jazz by Weather Report playing in the background. Beth's face appeared round my door.

'Tea, coffee, glass of wine, or something?' she said.

'Gosh, it's a bit early for wine. But is does sound like a nice idea. We've got a tasty Sauterne cooling in the fridge.'

'Great, I'll get it.' Soon she returned with a tray with glasses and the bottle.

'Here's to my favourite brother.' She held up her glass.

'And here's to my favourite sister.'

'But you've only got one!'

'Now who's being pedantic? But to serious matters.'

'Must we?'

'I dunno. I suppose so.'

It was what had happened yesterday that was on my mind. Some how we had not only taken photographs of each other, but they had included nude ones. And that had led to our touching each other, I had brought Beth off by hand, and she had given me a blow-job. It had all just sort of happened. I couldn't help feeling that it was incest and therefore wrong. Beth had convinced me that it was okay applying what she called the Monica rule. If what Bill Clinton had done didn't count as sex then what we had done didn't either. So it wasn't incest.

Then we had developed the Joey idea. I had drawn Joey as an androgynous being with both breasts and penis when we had been kids. She was sort of based on Beth, but with an added cock. When Beth had found my file of downloaded shemale pics on my PC she had insisted that we update Joey accordingly. So we had taken a pic of her and using photoshop I had pasted an image of my erect penis onto her image.

So now we had a pic of Beth with my cock, as the new Joey. Just looking at it was a turn on for me. I suppose that just shows what a pervert I am.

Then, after the shemale DVDs, we'd slept together. We hadn't moved on from oral stuff, but it had been very tempting.

'You want to talk about yesterday?' she said.

'Yes.'

'Didn't you enjoy it?'

'Yes, it was fantastic.'

'So what's the problem?'

'Isn't it incest?'

'No, I explained that. Look you need to talk to Joey about this?'

'Huh?'

'Joey now has an email address. So you can email your questions to her.' I laughed. Beth had obviously set up an email account in Joey's name. So if I emailed Joey, she would answer as Joey.

'Okay.'

'Now I see that your balcony is completely private. So after lunch I'm going to sunbathe on it, while you finish up on your PC. Is that okay?'

'Why, yes.'

'Don't forget to email Joey.'

I fixed a light salad lunch which went well with the Sauterne. Beth was in good spirits but slightly distracted as if she was planning something. She kept sucking her fingers and looking through the window.

After lunch I returned to my PC, and dealt with the accumulation of emails. When eventually I got through them I decided to do as Beth had suggested and to email Joey. I typed in the address and the message:

-Hi Joey, it's Mat. How are you?

Almost immediately there was a response.

-Hi Mat. I was expecting you. What can I do for you?

-Well Beth suggested I contact you. I suppose it concerns my relationship with Beth.

-How do you feel about her?

-Well I love her to bits.

-Just as a sister?

-No, I am afraid it's more than that. How does she feel about me?

-The same. She finds you very sexually attractive.

-Gosh. Well the question is how far should we go?

-You must trust her. Just do what she says.

-Like what?

-You must promise first.

-Okay, I promise.

-Do you know where she is?

-Not sure. On the balcony? 

-Yes. She'd like you to join her.

-Well, that's easy, I can do that.

-There's more. There are things she wants you to do.

-Such as?

-You may be shocked.

-Good heavens, not much can shock me now.

-She is lying on her back, absorbing the sun.

-That's nice.

-She wants you lick her, all over her front. She has some very specific requirements.

I gulped, already turned on by the prospect. The email continued:

-You must lick her fingers and her toes, and her eyelids, lips, neck and shoulders. You must pay particular attention to her breasts. You must lick her navel, and tummy. You must spend a lot of time on her clitoris, and her pussy lips. You may use your tongue, and fingers, but nothing else. You must not speak. When you have finished you must leave and email me.

-Okay. What happens if I don't do as I am told?

-You will be punished of course.

-Gosh, how? Will I enjoy it?

-Knowing you she thinks you might.

-Okay, might try that.

-Before you start there is something else Beth wishes to know.

-What is it?

-She wonders if you are bi-sexual?

-Good heavens, I don't know. If I am I'm very inexperienced.

-She'd like you to bring the wine. And the K-Y jelly.

I was turned on just from the emails. I collected the bottle of wine, and the tube of Jelly. I washed and brushed my teeth. Then I stripped off my tee shirt, so that I was just wearing shorts. I stepped out onto the balcony.

Beth was lying on her back on a blanket, head propped up on a pillow. She had her laptop, open and switched on. She was naked. She looked exquisite, and I was immediately more turned on.

'Hi,' she said and immediately put two fingers to her mouth and made a shushing noise, to remind me that I was required to remain silent. She held up the wine glasses for me to fill. She held hers up in salutation, smiled and sipped her wine. Then she lay back and closed her eyes.

'You may begin,' she said dreamily.

I picked up her right leg, licked the bottom of her foot (she shuddered) and began to lick between her toes. She had lovely feet. When I came to her big toe I sucked it hard. Then still holding her right foot I picked up her left one and gave it the same treatment. I noticed as I was sucking her big toe that Beth opened her eyes so that she could watch me. Her breath became heavier. In this position I had a good view of her pussy. Beth put her right hand over it, and smiled at me.

I licked her left ankle and carried on up to her knee. Then I placed her foot on the blanket, and repeated the process with her right leg. Then I let my tongue dance over her thighs. She had her eyes closed again.

I took a mouthful of wine and swallowed. I took her left hand and licked and sucked her fingers, then gently travelled up to her elbow, and to her shoulder, kissing it. I lifted her right hand briefly kissing her pussy, then repeated the process. I moved on to her right ear, pushing my tongue into it. 'Hmm' she said, she has very sensitive ears. Her hand moved back to her pussy. I played with her left ear with my hand, as I moved my lips to her eyelids. Then I let my tongue travel down her nose to her upper lip. I traced the outline of her lips with my tongue, she grabbed me and kissed me fiercely. I looked at her, but as instructed, said nothing.

I travelled rapidly down her neck to move my mouth to her right nipple. I let my tongue travel round it before biting it gently. I was sucking it as my right hand cupped her left breast. I squeezed her nipple with my thumb and finger, before rolling it with the palm of my hand. Then I reversed the position to suck her left nipple. Beth was breathing very heavily and groaning.

'Don't stop, don't stop,' she moaned, running her hand up my thigh, and grabbing my cock through my shorts. I concentrated on her nipples until she let out a long groan.

I paused and looked at her. She was lying back with her eyes tightly closed. I let my tongue travel from between her breasts to her navel. As I pushed my tongue round it I let my hand stray to her pussy, gently stroking its moist lips. I settled down between her legs and dragged my tongue around the left crest of her hips to the top of her cunt. Her clitoris was already prominent. I dabbed it with my tongue, then touched it gently between two fingers. It throbbed as I ran my tongue up and down it. I punished it with my tongue, lapping hard.

'Yes, yes,' said Beth and shuddered.

Her pussy was soggy. I pushed two fingers inside her, pulling them in and out and then between her lips at the entrance. Then I pushed three fingers inside her pushing alternately up on the roof of her vagina, and then pressing down. I made rotational movements, slowly at first, and then more quickly. I pushed hard into her with my hand, gently touching her arse with the other hand.

'Oh, oh, oh,' shouted Beth, jerking violently and curling up. I stood up, and waited. Eventually Beth sat up and cleared her throat.

'Joey says that was pretty much okay. I say that was fucking fantastic. Have some more wine,' she said. 

'Thank you,' I said. She looked at me quizzically.

'You broke the rules. You spoke. You must be punished!'

She grabbed me and with one quick move pulled down my shorts. My cock was erect; she grabbed it with one hand and with the other smacked my bare bum.

'Was that the punishment? It's worth misbehaving.' I smiled.

She smacked me again.

'Go on, get back to your PC and await further instructions from Joey,' she said with a mischievous smile. 

I took a long drink of wine and shambled back to my room. Well things were certainly moving on at a pace. What was to be next? I emailed Joey.

-Hi Joey. Mission accomplished, I think. What next?

-This time Beth wants you to lick her back, all over. You must pay particular attention to her neck, shoulders, thighs and the middle of her back. Most especially you must lick her buttocks and anus. Okay?

-Okay.

-Once more you must remain silent, and this time you must be naked.

-Okay.

I removed my shorts. My erection was pretty firm, and would require attention soon. I headed for the balcony.

Beth was lying on her tummy, facing inwards and holding her glass of wine. It was an incredibly erotic sight.

'Hi,' she said raising her glass to me, 'welcome back.' She put down her glass and closed her eyes. 'Off you go then big brother.'

I began with her neck, licking it at her hairline, and biting it gently. I fondled her ears. Then I let my tongue skitter over her shoulders, massaging her back with my hands. Briefly she put her hand on my penis. I stroked her torso up to her armpits, as I slowly licked the line of her backbone. I took my time, but eventually reached the base of her back. Then I switched to the back of her right thigh, licking up as far as her buttock. Then I repeated the process with her left thigh.




Joey Says Ch. 02



It was time to concentrate on her bum. She was breathing heavily again.

'Yes,' she muttered. My tongue travelled round the edge of her left buttock, across her back and round to the lower crease of her right buttock. She stuck her bottom towards me in invitation. I could see her pussy and her bright little anus. I touched her pussy with my tongue and slowly moved it up to her arse, finishing above it. Then I reversed direction so that my tongue travelled over her arse hole and finished on her pussy. I moved my face away, then plunged directly back with my tongue to her anus. Slowly I licked around her little puckered entrance. She moaned. I began to lick more energetically, and her breathing became laboured. Round and round my tongue went in adoration of her lovely arse.

'Go on, go on,' she said,' don't ,whatever you do, stop!'

I pushed my tongue into her little hole, getting it slightly inside.

'Oh god!' she groaned.

I moved my face away and reached for the K-Y jelly. I smeared a little on the end of my finger, and began to rub it into her anus. Gently I pushed it in, and then moved it very slowly in and out. I could feel her arse relaxing.

'Yes,' she said.

I applied some more K-Y jelly, and rotating my finger I gently pushed in a second finger. I moved the two of them slowly in and out, and round and round. Then I pushed the two of them deep inside her.

'Yes, yes,' she said.

I moved my fingers round slowly until she felt ready for me to push hard into her.

'Yes, yes, push.'

I pushed firmly and brutally into her arse. She let out a great shout, and collapsed in a quivering ball. I put my arms around her, as she continued to shake.

'Good grief. Holy mackerel. Well I'm buggered. Literally.' She smiled a little uncertainly at me, and absent-mindedly stroked my cock.

'Thank you brother dearest. That was unforgettable.' She looked sideways at her laptop, and sipped her wine.

'I think we'd better get away from Joey, the pace is getting to me.'

'Okay.' I said.

'Ha! You spoke.' She said as we stood up, and she slapped my bottom. Then she led me by the penis off the balcony and into my bedroom. She sat me down and went to get more wine, returning with a fresh bottle.

'You're a wonderful brother,' she said with a smile, 'now I need to get at your cock.'

'And you're a manipulative controlling exhibitionist minx.'

'True,' she said and touched the end of my penis with her tongue. 'Don't tell me you object.'

'No, I love it.'

'Well then.'

'But I think you must be punished nonetheless.'

'Oh.' I pulled her over my knee. She kept one hand on my still erect cock. I confronted her bum again, but this time I gave it a moderately sharp smack.

'Ouch.' Then another. Then I stopped. She turned round and gave me a big sloppy kiss.

'It seems like we both like being spanked,' she said, 'now lie down on your back.' I did as she instructed as she disappeared from the room, returning with the KY Jelly. Then she began stroking my chest and showering my face with kisses. She began to lick me as I had licked her, pausing to bite my nipples. She let her tongue travel down my centre to my navel. Then she placed one hand on each of my hips, and began to suck my cock. I groaned. It had been a long wait. She moved her hands to play with my balls. The stared up at me with a wicked glint in her eyes.

She took her mouth away from my penis, holding it in her left hand. With her right she reached for the KY Jelly. 

'Okay?' she said.

'Yes please.'

With that she plunged her mouth onto my arse, and began to lick it. It was an exquisite feeling. Then she squeezed some of the jelly out and promptly began massaging it into my anus with her finger. She began to ease her finger in. I had felt like I was going to come, but the anal activity slowed me down. She moved her finger in and out, slowly at first, and then more rapidly as I eased up. Then just as I had done she introduced a second finger. I heard myself moan, as she pushed the two digits inside me and spread them.

'Good grief.'

Suddenly she was all motion, fingers in and out of my arse and mouth up and down my cock. I longed for release. She took her mouth off my penis, and continued rubbing it with one hand whilst the other rotated in my anus. Then suddenly I exploded and covered her face with sticky white semen.

She left her fingers in my arse, and re-positioned herself so that her bum was near my face.

'Joey says Beth has been very naughty,' she muttered.

So I smacked her again.

'Very, very naughty!'

I smacked her a couple of times more. She put her mouth back on my cock which was still tumescent. It began to respond.

I pressed my hand between her buttocks, and stroked her little arse hole. It was still a little distended from earlier, so I pushed a finger in. We developed a rhythm, as she fingered my anus and I fingered hers.

Then, as if by mutual agreement we both paused. We extracted fingers and she changed her position so that we could have a cuddle.

'Are you sated?' I asked.

'No, are you?' I looked at my partially erect cock.

'No.'

'Shall we have a pause anyway?'

'I think we are.'

We sipped our wine.

'I'd love some ice-cream. Shall I go and fix some?' said Beth with a bright smile.

'Good idea.'

We decided to wash, and don a few articles of clothing to eat our ice-cream. It felt delightful being relaxed and turned on all at the same time. Beth produced vanilla ice-cream, with fresh cream and chocolate sauce. We were on our third bottle of wine as we consumed it. By now we were sitting together on the couch.

'This feels like living out my fantasies.' I said.

'Yes, me too.'

'Do you have more to realise?'

'Yes,'Beth took my hand and led me to my PC. It was already on and she went to the pics folder. She selected a Joey pic and expanded it to fill the screen. It showed Beth as Joey, with an erect cock pointing at my bum.

'There's that one.' She said with a smile. Then she chose another one which showed my cock pushing between Beth's arse cheeks.

'And that one. We've hardly started yet.' I smiled and kissed her. She was right.

'And I've been looking through your downloaded pics,' she said, ' and discovering just what a pervert you are. Look at this.' 

She called up another pic, this time of a naked women bound with ropes. The woman was neat of build and short brown hair, like Beth.

'Gosh, okay.' I was becoming short of breath.

'And I have fantasies of being taken. You know, sort of raped.'

I took her in my arms and kissed her deeply.

'Well we are going to be busy.'

The shemale DVD was still in the machine. Beth started it up and we began watching.

'I might contact your ex, Kate.'

'Gosh, you want a threesome?' 

'Well I'm game for anything, but that isn't what I had in mind.'

'What was it then?'

'Well, I think I want to meet a real shemale.'

'Kate isn't a tranny.'

'No, but her father's company is international. And all the most beautiful ones seem to be in Brazil or LA. We might be able to fiddle a visit out of him.'

' I'm not sure that Kate would be all that willing to help. After all, we have just split up.'

'She is still very fond of you. Besides she might do it for me, if I am persuasive.'

'You sound like you are going to seduce her!'

'Who knows,' she said with a twinkle.

'Hmm.'

We settled back to watch the movie.



Joey Says Ch. 03



It was mid morning and a sunny day when Beth arrived. I was working at my PC when she walked in. I tend to notice what she is wearing. Today it was a sleeveless cotton top, a short denim skirt, and medium heel sandals. As usual I thought she was looking good. 'Hi, big brother. Shall I make us a cup of tea?' she said kissing me on the side of the cheek and rubbing my chest. 

'Yes please.' Shortly she returned with two red mugs of Earl Grey tea. 

'You looking at porn on your PC?' she asked sunnily. 'No, its work I'm afraid.' I had a spreadsheet of my work schedule on display. 

'Gosh, that's no fun!' She sipped her tea, and then continued. 'I've just come from your fathers' place. Or is it ex-father-in-law?' 'Well legally, Kate and I are still married, so he is still my in-law.' 

'It's good. He's given me some freelance work. Enough to keep the wolf from the door for a while.' 

'That's good news. Should I charge you rent now you'll have some money?' 'Well, if you like, but I'd rather continue paying you in kind. I'm sure I can think of things to amuse you.' 

'Okay. Go on then!' 'What, now?' 

'Yup.' 

'Oh, okay.' She stood up and pulled her top up to reveal her breasts. Medium and fairly firm, she wiggled them at me with a big grin. Lordy how they turn me on! Then she covered them and looked at me. 'You're a wicked brother. But, I too must get on with some work. Any way, I've got something for you.' She reached into her bag, and pulled out a disk. 'What's this?'

'You'll have to see. It's from Kate.' My ex had been living in her parents' house with them, since we split up. There was plenty of room, they are wealthy and it is a big house. 

'So, you saw Kate?' 

'Indeed. I think she'd like to see you.' 

'Hmm. Not sure about that. She's a bit of a handful.' 

'I thought you liked a handful! Any way I'm off to my room to work on my laptop.' With that she traipsed off, and I returned to my work schedule. It was tedious administrative stuff. Not what I had expected to be doing when I joined a university. I persevered with it for an hour or so until it gave me a headache. Then I looked through the window, and about the room looking for a distraction, or an excuse to stop. I remembered the CD from Kate. What would it contain? We had said some fairly awful things to each other before we separated, so I wondered if this was going to be something unpleasant. Well I could not have been more wrong. 

I loaded up the disk, and its contents came up on screen. It was a collection of photographs. I opened the first one. It showed Kate, in a one-piece swimming costume, at the side of their indoor swimming pool. She was wet, presumably from swimming, her wavy brown hair looking straggly and unkempt. And she was looking fit and in a good state physically. The next pic showed her drying her hair, and then donning a towel robe. 

For the next photograph we had changed location. She was still in her white towel robe, but was now in the conservatory, sipping what looked like a spritzer. And in the next she was lying back on the recliner, with her eyes closed, looking as if she was sleeping. You could see most of her shapely legs, which were quite well tanned. I seemed to remember they had a sun bed so she would have the opportunity to keep her tan topped up. And then in the next one her robe had fallen open, and it was clear that she had removed her costume. She was exposed all along one leg, and from her hip to her left breast. I think I had forgotten how beautiful she is. And sexy. Eagerly I opened the next pic. In this, still apparently asleep, the robe was wide open, giving a full frontal view. Everything was on show, from her curly patch of pubic hair, to her tidy little navel in her gently curved tummy and to her C-cup breasts, looking full with slightly flat nipples peering out expectantly. In the next one her position had changed. Her robe was gone and she was lying face down and naked. My she looked provocative. And then in the next she was sitting upright, facing the camera, eyes wide open with her hand between her legs. There was a hint of challenge in her expression. And that was the last one. I hardly knew what to think. My reaction was of arousal and surprise. Was it a come-on, or a taunt, to show me what I was missing? I was confused. 

Beth and I had a light lunch of a fresh green salad with nuts and ham, washed down with a light Chilean wine. She told me about the work she was doing. It seemed to have started well. I confessed that mine was giving me a headache, and that I had given up on it. 'So did you look at the CD?' 'Yes.' 'What was on it?' 

'I think you know.' Beth flushed and looked a little bit embarrassed at my comments. She cleared her throat. 

'Why don't you ask Joey about it?' she said, 'Now I must get back to my laptop.' 

Joey had started off as our shared alter ego, an imaginary figure, she was allowed to say things we wanted to say but felt embarrassed by. She seemed to have been taken over by Beth, and I could contact her by email. I watched Beth as she shuffled away, easily distracted by the movement of her shapely bum through the denim of her skirt. Should I send an email? I had my suspicions about how those photographs had come into existence. After all Beth is the photographer in the family. I sat down at my PC and recalled the last image of Kate. I opened it in a paintshop programme. Then I went to the file of pics of Beth, and found the one of her as Joey- standing sexily, legs akimbo with an erect cock photomontaged on so she looked like a shemale! That was Joey. I decided to see if I could blend the images. I took the image of Beth, with her added cock, captured it and then planted it onto a copy of the photograph of Kate. I adjusted the size and position to get a fit. It took a few minutes but eventually I succeeded in creating a new image in which the naked Kate was confronted by Beth as a shemale with an erect cock! Wow. Just the image was turning me on. I went into email and found the address which Beth used as 'Joey'. I composed a short message to her. -Hi Joey. Is this what happened? Love Mat. I attached the picture of Kate and Beth/Joey to the email and pressed 'send'. I sat looking at the image feeling both pleased with my skill in creating it, and horny from the content. I wondered if there would be a response to the email. It came fairly quickly. -Beth says you must ask Kate! J. Hmm. I was not sure about that. I pondered briefly, and then got up from my PC. I moved to the doorway to Beth's room and peered quietly round the door. She was hunched over her laptop. I crept silently into the room until I was standing directly behind her. She was staring at the image I had sent. I leaned over and whispered into her ear. 

'Is that what happened?' She jumped, startled. 'Oh, bejesus Mat, you scared the living daylights out of me!' I put my hands round her resting them on her tummy, under her cotton top, and stuck my tongue in her ear. 'But, is that what happened?' 'I'm not saying, but that's a very evocative image. I am impressed.' She licked her fingers suggestively. 

'So that is what happened?' 

'I'm not saying, although Kate is a very sexy lady.' 'You fancy her?' 

'Lordy indeed I do.' 'So what happened? It must have been you that took the pics. So did you seduce her? Or did she seduce you?' 

'I confess to being the photographer. On all other matters my lips are sealed!' 'Oh come on. You're teasing.' 'No, no. You could torture me and I wouldn't tell.' 

We had played games when we were kids in which torture had figured. All pretend of course and nothing painful. It had all been quite innocent- then. I put my hands round Beth's neck and squeezed, as if strangling her. She gurgled. 'I'll never give in, whatever you do!' 'There's a challenge!' 'Do your worst, I am resolved.' I leaned over and kissed her deeply. She returned my kiss. We were both breathing heavily. I moved my hand to cup her left breast. 

She looked at me wild-eyed. Then she moved my hand back to her throat. 'I like it when you do that. It turns me on.' 'You want me to take you against your will?' 'Yes. Well sort of. As long as we agree that's what you are doing.' 

'That's a contradiction, isn't it?' 

'I'm full of contradictions.' 'So you are. And this isn't incest?' I arched my eyebrow and she giggled. 

'No. Look, I think you should go and see Kate.' That was a sudden change of subject. I was nonplussed, not for the first time. 'On my own? She and I have a lot of unresolved issues. I'm not sure.' 'No. We have to put off whatever we were about to do any way. I have to go over to Kate's to sort out the selection of information for this job. It's all over there. We can go over together. I know she wants to see you, and you couldn't have a more luscious invitation than those pics she sent.' 

'Luscious?' 

'Yes. Couldn't you just eat her?' 

'Hmm.' 

'Come on. I'll drive.' 

So we set off, Beth with a holdall of what I assumed was work stuff. On the way Beth said that Kate's parents were away, and she was alone in the house. She was expecting Beth to call in. She didn't say if she was expecting me. It took less than 30 minutes to get there. Beth parked in the drive by the front door. 

Kate appeared, wearing the same white robe she had had on in the photographs. 'Hi,' she said giving Beth a warm hug. Then she turned to me. 'Hi Mat.' She kissed me demurely on the cheek. 

She invited us in, leading us through to the conservatory. There was an expensive looking bottle of white wine in a cooler, and three glasses. Maybe she had been expecting me. Kate poured us each a glass as we sat down. 'Well Mat how are you? You're looking well considering,' said Kate. What did she mean 'considering'? 

'And you are looking really well, Kate.' 

'Thank you. How is the job at the university?' 'Oh its working out okay. Too much admin but generally pretty good.' 'How do you enjoy being surrounded by nubile young students?' 

'They all seem more serious than I was when I was a student. They don't seem to have much leisure time.' 

'What a missed opportunity for you!' 'How's your social life? I understand you've done a bit of cradle-snatching yourself.' Why had I said that? I'd heard that Kate was seeing some young guy of 19 or 20, but I might have been better to have kept quiet. She smiled however. 'You mean young Will. I think that's over. He is young and pretty but a bit empty-headed. I think I need some proper conversation these days.' I smiled. 

Kate is the same age as me at 28. Beth joined in.

'Look,' she said, 'I have to get on with this project, so I can't stay here to referee whatever happens between you two. I want you to kiss and be friends. Promise?' We smiled and agreed. She got up to leave, and I leaned over to kiss Kate. I intended a chaste modest meeting of lips, but it turned into something much fiercer. 

'Gosh,' I said, collecting myself. How 'ex' was my ex-wife intending to be? Although of course we were actually still married. I looked at her. 

'You are looking really good, Kate. Have you been exercising?' 'It's the swimming pool. I can exercise regularly.

'That's nice' I said inanely. 

'Come on,' she said getting up and pulling me by the hand. 'Let's go for a swim. You can admire my new bikini!' 

'But I haven't got my swimming trunks.' 

'Well, you can either skinny-dip, or use a pair of Dad's trunks.' 

'I think the latter might be safer.' She led me off to their indoor pool. It had potted palms round the sides and mirrors for admiring yourself. I was impressed. Kate handed me a pair of shorts. I slipped off my clothing and turned my back to put on the shorts. They were too big and I had to pull the draw-string a long way to keep them up. 

When I turned round Kate stood revealed in a skimpy red bikini. There was a minimal triangle over each ample breast, and one over her pubis. She rotated for me. From the back it was just red straps. She looked quite spectacular. 'Wow Kate, you look beautiful and sexy!' 'Thank you kind sir, shall I reward you with a kiss?' She moved towards me and gave me another delicious kiss. 

'Oh Mat,' she said,' sometimes I want to kiss you, and sometimes I want to slap you.' I began to realize that she'd had more to drink than I had. I thought I had better humour her. 

'Well you can do what you want in your own home. Or your parent's home to be correct.' 

'Okay, I shall do both.' With that she swayed over to me and kissed me, and then slapped me on the cheek. It stung. Maybe she'd had quite a few. 

'I enjoyed that,' she said with a giggle. 'Come on, let's have a swim.' She dived in and I followed. She swam quickly to the other end of the pool- it was not too long. I arrived just behind her and she turned to me. She smiled at me and slapped me on the face again. 'You're a bastard!' she said and kissed me fiercely before I could complain. 'Come on,' she said, 'I'll race you to the other end.' She set off swimming strongly. My pursuit was hindered by the oversized shorts which were slipping off, so I had to keep grabbing them. When I eventually reached her at the other end, she was laughing at my discomfort. The giggles reduced to a fit of hiccups before she spoke. 

'Those are not going to stay on, hic, so you might as well take them off. Come here.'

Obediently I moved towards her, and she reached over to pull the shorts down my thighs. 

'Hullo,' she said, viewing my cock. I stepped out of the shorts, and she flung them onto the side.

'That's better,' she said and kissed me again. I put my arms round her and kissed her some more. 'What, no slap?' I inquired with a smile. 

'Depends on how you behave.' She rubbed herself against me and my cock responded. 'You have to promise to do what I say.' 'What if I enjoy being slapped?' I groaned. She was having quite an effect on me. I would probably agree to anything. 'Knowing you, you might enjoy it. But I want you to promise.' 

'Okay,' I said, wondering what I was getting into, 'I promise.' 

'More swimming first,' she said with a giggle and a hiccup. 

I set off swimming to the other end, expecting her to follow. There is nothing like the sensual feeling of water on your naked body! I stopped and turned round thinking she would be by my side. But she was not there. I looked out of the pool to just catch sight of her disappearing through the door. No matter, I expected she would return soon enough. I swam on my back in a leisurely manner. After ten minutes or so I began to wonder what Kate was up to. There was no sign of her. I decided to give her another few minutes before doing anything. 

Eventually I got out of the pool and looked round. She was nowhere to be seen. So I looked for the swimming shorts, and there was no sign of them either. And there was no towel, and my clothes had disappeared too. I looked around for anything else which might do, but there was nothing. So there I was, damp and naked! I thought the most likely place to find both Kate and my clothes was the conservatory. So that was where I headed to, leaving wet footprints. When I got there indeed I found Kate. Beth was there too, and they were on the couch locked in an embrace. Kate had lost her bikini, and Beth was down to her knickers. Both had their eyes closed and they had not noticed my arrival. 'Ahem!' I said, quite modestly I thought in the circumstances. They both looked up. 'There you are,' said Kate with a smile. 'Yes, here I am, damp and naked.' 'You promised to do as you were told. So you must stand there,' said Kate, and Beth smiled. 'But, I am all wet.' 

'We can sort that.' Kate picked up a hair dryer and walked over to me. She looked even better without any clothes on. She proceeded to direct a blast of hot air at me. Beth stood and watched touching her breasts absent-mindedly as Kate caressed my body with warmth from the dryer. 'Hold your arms up.' I raised my arms and she directed air at my armpits. 'Now spread your legs.' I did as I was told and was rewarded with a jet of air over my buttocks and through to my genitals. It was a turn-on, and my cock twitched into life. 

'Shall we let him stay and watch?' said Kate. 'Oh yes, I'm sure he'd enjoy it,' Beth responded. She looked at me and smiled. 'Okay Mat?' Kate slapped me on the bum a couple of times, and my cock got stiffer. 

'I like smacking you,' she said, 'maybe if I'd done that more....' 

Beth took her by the hand and began to kiss her on the mouth. 'Come on,' she said, 'I want to get back to what we were doing.'

She led Kate to the couch and sat her down. Then she began to shower her with kisses, moving down her body. Kate's full breasts wobbled as she seemed to quiver and squirm at Beth's attentions. I had always been fond of her nipples and they were looking particularly beautiful, big firm and upright as Beth caressed her breasts and sucked on them. Kate ran her hand through Beth's hair, her breathing coming in gasps, interspersed with hiccups. Beth moved her face down Kate's body until she came to her pubic region. Then she settled between her legs with her nose in her pubic hair, and began to lick her pussy. 'Oh Beth, how you are corrupting me!' murmured Kate. 

'Do you want me to stop?' said Beth looking up. 'Oh, fuck no! Just get on with corrupting me good and proper. Don't whatever you do, stop.' 

Kate closed her eyes, and Beth winked at me. Then she returned to Kate's pussy and clit, her tongue was quite noisy and it was clear that both of them were turned on. Kate was very aroused judging from the moaning noise she was making. In fact all three of us were very turned on. I was throbbing! 

During the early years of our marriage Kate and I had had quite a good sex life. It had been moderately inventive, with occasional use of toys, and frequent use of instant whipped cream. It had been okay, before it turned sour. The marriage that is, we never left the whipped cream long enough for it to go off. But we had not tried a threesome. So I suppose this was a first, although I was being pretty much a spectator to the action. A very turned-on voyeur of my wife and sister's lesbian coupling! There, now I was thinking of Kate as my wife, not my ex-wife. Was that significant I asked myself. One of the less satisfactory aspects of our sex life had been that Kate could take a long time coming, and sometimes didn't manage it at all. I expect that was my fault, most of the problems were due to my inadequacies according to Kate. Well that clearly was not a problem this time. Judging from the loud whooping noises she was making Beth had made her come good and proper. 

'Wow, hic, I mean, fuck, that was in-fucking-credible!' gasped Kate, with drunken abandon. 'We haven't finished,' said Beth, reaching into her bag. 'It's time for Joey.' 

She pulled out her strap-on dildo, and began putting it on. 'Fantastic. I've got a dildo. Mine's called Purple Ronnie. He's purple. So yours is called Joey?' 

'Turn over', said Beth. Obediently Kate turned so that she was on her knees with her with her stomach on the couch. She wiggled her bum at Beth, who was putting lubricant on the dildo. Beth knelt behind her and gradually inserted the artificial penis into Kate's pussy. 'Oh god, you're doing it to me again!' Beth slowly moved the dildo in and out. 'Fuck me Beth,' Kate was off again. With an expertise I hadn't known she possessed gradually she increased her stroke rate. Kate was panting, and groaning, but had stopped hiccupping. I wondered inanely if sex was the cure for the hiccups. Kate's face was buried in the cushion on the couch, but it was evident from the noises she was making that she was going to come again soon. Beth motioned for me to move closer so that she could hold my erect cock. She looked up at me and smiled mischievously as she did so. With great dexterity Beth managed to stroke my cock whilst increasing the rhythm with Kate. And it was obvious that Kate was going to come again. 'Oh, oh, oh,' she moaned as her climax arrived, and she juddered dramatically. 




Joey Says Ch. 03



As Kate slumped forward Beth slowly removed the strap-on, and motioned me to replace it in Kate's pussy with my cock. I kneeled besides her and gently inserted it. Then I kissed Beth hungrily, and squeezed her breast. At last I could stop being a spectator. I began moving slowly in and out of Kate. At first there was no reaction from her, but as I increased my rhythm she began to respond with murmuring noises. Then I paused, removed my cock and rubbed its head against her anus. 'Put it back Mat,' sighed Kate. So she was aware of what was happening, and that it was me! I returned to her pussy and began at a more insistent pace. 'Yes, Mat, yes!' I increased to a rapid stroke. Beth leaned over and moved Kate's head so that she could kiss her. But her eyes were closed any way, as her breath became more ragged, with sharp intakes. Kate's climax came rapidly again and mine soon followed. I slumped on top of her, and she gave me a big sloppy kiss. Then she squirmed about and put her arms around me. Her eyes were moist. 

'That was nice.' I muttered. 'Nice! It was much better than nice wasn't it?' 'Okay, it was fantastic.' Beth was standing besides us. She had produced two glasses of wine. 

'Here you are,' she said,' let's drink to fuck buddies.' 

Kate giggled. 

'Welcome back Mat.' She raised her glass. 'Here's to us!' Beth had equipped herself with a glass and we simultaneously drank. The mood had become mellow. Then the phone went. Kate sighed and got up to answer it. She was talking for a few minutes, frowning and muttering 'yes, okay.' 

She turned to us. 

'That was dad. They will be back in about half an hour. They've had a change of plan.' 

'Oh. Well we'd better get dressed. You must tell me where you've put my clothes.' 'They are through there.' I set off into the sitting room and found them. It didn't take long to get them on. I returned to the conservatory, to find Beth was dressed and Kate had on her robe. They were tidying up. 

'We think it is best if we were to go,' said Beth, to me. 'Kate says it seems there is a bit of a problem, and it would be easiest if we were out of the way.' 

'Well okay, if that is what is best.' 

Kate kissed us both. 

'I want you to stay, but it would be awkward. Do you mind?' 

'No,' I said, 'as long as we can meet up again soon.' 

'Yes please,' said Kate, 'now bugger off. I've got to get sober before they arrive.' 

Beth and I returned to her car. 'Are you sober enough to be legal driving, cos I am not sure I am?' said Beth. 

'I think so,' I said,' give me your car keys.' So we set off, with me driving. 

'I think Kate really wants you,' said Beth. 'And you! That was quite a turn-on!' 'I think she would go along with your fantasies if it meant getting you back in one way or another. She certainly gave me that impression when we were talking.' 'My fantasies? And what about yours?' 

'Mine are pretty much the same as yours big brother.' She leaned over and stroked the front of my trousers.

'Are you sated? Or is there still a bit of unresolved tension there?' My cock began to get hard again. 

'Unresolved tension I am afraid. How about you?' 'I'm horny as hell!' 

'So are we going to wait until we get home?' 'Probably not entirely.' 'Huh?' Beth leaned over, unzipped my trousers and pulled out my penis. Soon she was stroking it and I had an erection. It was a good job there was very little traffic on the road. 'More?' 'Like what?' 

'Like this.' With that she pulled off her cotton top. She wore no bra, and she wiggled her tits suggestively. 'Do you want me to pull in to the side of the road?' 

'No, let the tension build. We're nearly home any way.' 

Five minutes later we were indeed home. I struggled to get my cock back in my trousers, and with a sigh Beth replaced her top. We hurried into the flat. When we were through the door I asked Beth if she wanted a drink. 

'Fuck no,' she said grabbing me and kissing me fiercely. We tumbled into the bedroom, and gasping separated only long enough to remove our clothes. Then Beth immediately knelt down before me and began licking my cock. 'You taste of Kate.' 

'Should I wash?' 

'No, it's a good taste.' She engulfed my penis with her mouth and began to squeeze my buttocks, pressing a finger on my anus. I gasped. Then she stood up and I kissed her deeply. She whispered in my ear. 

'Joey says you must give Beth what she deserves.' I put my hand to Beth's throat and squeezed. She gasped and I squeezed some more. 

'Beth has been very naughty,' she croaked. She reached to the bedside table and handed me the tube of KY jelly. I took my belt and brought her hands together so that I could wrap the belt around her wrists, and buckle it. Then I turned her round so that she lay on her tummy. I reached between her legs to her pussy. It was already moist, as I ran my fingers up and down her pussy lips. Then I pushed my fingers inside her and began to finger fuck her. 'Yes, yes,' she said. I pushed the fingers of one hand inside her and squeezed her throat with the other. This seemed to bring her on more quickly. It was a short sharp cum. Without pause I removed my fingers from her cunt, and smeared some of her juices around her lovely little arse. Then I added KY jelly and inserted my finger, gently pushing it in, and sliding it in and out. She was making groaning noises. With more impatience than I intended I added a second finger and began to spread the lubrication around her anus. It began to loosen up. 

I think she muttered 'yes'. I tentatively pushed my cock into the anal entrance. As long as I moved slowly the lubrication was effective, and I was able to push my erect penis right into her. I paused before beginning long slow strokes in and out. I had not intended to hurry or rush it in any way. But everything seemed to be happening in a rush today. Before I knew where I was I had come in a fit of urgency and necessity. 

I felt quite emotional as I held Beth. 

'I love you, big brother.' 

'And I love you too.' I undid the belt, and we kissed. I think we were both a bit overcome with all that had happened. We lay together quietly, and she snuggled up to me. 'Do you know what I fancy?' said Beth eventually. 'Well after all that's happened to day I have no idea.' 'Chocolate cake. We've got big chocolate fudge cake.' So I got up, and put on my gown. Then I fixed a little feast of cake with a refreshing blended juice drink. Beth appeared wearing her favorite over size pullover. We settled round the kitchen table. 'I've talked quite a lot to Kate.' 

'When you weren't seducing her!' 

'It was pretty mutual in the end.' 

'What did she have to say?' 

'Well I think her attitude has moved on. She is quite comfortable with us.' 'Us?' 

'Yes, our nearly incest thing.' 

'Gosh.' 

'But she wants you as well. And me.' 

'So this afternoon may not have been a one-off?' 'Not if we agree. Although she may not need to humiliate you all the time.' 

'Just some times?' 

'Well you seem to enjoy it. But the main point is she wants us all together. Would you be happy with that?' 

'Maybe. What would you want?' 

'Sounds good to me.' 'Okay then.' 'She's aware that there are some other perversions we might want to explore.' 'You mean the tranny thing?' 'Yes.' 'And what does she think about that?' 'She thinks that her father's company has one on the payroll. She might be able to organize something'. 'And she is happy with that?' 

'More than happy, she sounds quite turned on by the thought.' 

'Gosh. She has moved on!' 

'Shall we go for it?' 

'I'm up for it if you are.' Beth fetched out another bottle of wine, it was a Californian red. She poured out a glass each for of us. We raised them in a toast. 

'Here's to a multisexual future!' said Beth with a smile, 'another Joey?' 

'Well you'll always be the best Joey, and the sexiest sister a guy could wish for.' 

She came over to press herself closely against me and give me a deep sensual kiss. What a lot we had to look forward to! 



Joey Says Ch. 04



My sister Beth called me on the phone.

'Hi Mat, I'm on my way from your ex father's. I've got some fantastic news.'

'That's good. Are you okay?'

'Yeah, fine. Just need a cuddle.'

Beth had been staying with me until recently when she had left to complete some free-lance work. The father of my ex-wife Kate was employing her as a free-lance consultant. As a self-employed photographer and director her work supply was unreliable. So she had to take opportunities as they arose. My own job at our local university was much more secure.

She had been staying with me, helping me as I was on the rebound following the break-up of my marriage. And she had been wonderful; to the point where we were intimate in ways that she insisted were not quite incest. 

The doorbell sounded, and I opened the door to Beth. She was wearing a short denim skirt, a tee shirt and a leather jacket, and carrying a holdall. I looked into her heart-shaped face fringed by her shortish brown hair. She came in and I gave her a hug.

'It's good to see you Beth. I've missed you.'

'It's good to be back. Okay if I stay for a bit?'

'Yes, of course. Always. What would you like, coffee, tea, wine?'

'A nice cool wine would be good,' she said slipping off her jacket.

We settled in the kitchen with a couple of glasses of Sauvignon Blanc.

'Well, what's your news? I'm all agog.'

'We've got a contract, from Jack, your ex's dad.'

'That's good. How much, and doing what?'

'Take a look.' She pulled a document out of her bag, and placed it on the table, pointing at the sum of money specified. It was a very large amount.

'Shit! That's incredible. What do we have to do?'

'Well it's a creative strategy with visuals. You can take some time out from the uni to do it. We'll do it together.'

I moved round to her, putting my arms round her and giving her a big sloppy kiss. She returned my kiss as I cupped her left breast.

'You're the best, Beth.'

'Later,' she said moving my hand.

'How did you manage it?'

'Well, that's quite a story.'

'Oh yes?'

'Indeed.'

'Well come on, tell me!'

'I need a bath or shower. Then I'll tell you.'

'Okay.'

'You can sit by the bath and keep me supplied with wine, while I regale you with my adventure.'

When Beth had settled in the bath, I seated myself beside it with the bottle of Sauvignon Blanc wine and glasses. I gazed down at Beth's beautiful body as she lay in the bath, with her firm B-cup breasts, and slim legs. She had shaved off her wisp of pubic hair. I often wondered how unnatural it was to be turned on by your 27-year-old sister. There didn't seem to be much I could do about it. That was how I reacted to her.

Beth held the bath brush vertically resting it on her pubic mound, like an erect cock.

'Time to invoke Joey,' she said. Joey is our secret shared fantasy. She looks like Beth, except that she has a cock. She is allowed to suggest outrageous things.

'Joey says Mat has to be very nice to Beth.'

'Okay. What does that entail?'

'You'll see. You take a shower, so you're nice and clean. Then I will tell you my story. Then you can be really really nice to Beth.' She stroked the bath brush suggestively. 

So I stripped off and was about to get into the shower cubicle when I felt Beth's hand on my buttock.

'You've got a nice smooth bum,' she muttered.

'So have you!'

I stepped into the shower and turned it on. I quickly lathered up and soaped and rinsed myself. When I emerged my cock was getting hard. I grabbed a towel and dried myself off.

Then I seated myself and took a sip of wine. 

'Is that water still warm enough?' I asked.

'Just about.'

I placed my hand in the water. I decided to check how warm Beth was by placing my hand on her breasts. Her nipples were hard.

'Are your nipples firm because they are cold?'

'No.' She looked at my semi-erect cock. 'It's for other reasons.'

'I think a bit more hot water would be good any way.' I turned the tap to add some. Beth took a gulp of wine.

'You've trimmed your pubes, looks like you're pretty smooth now,' she said, eyeing me.

'And you're completely smooth.'

'Do you like it?'

'Yes!'

'Me too. Do you want to know what happened with Jack?'

'Yes, do tell. It's not like Jack to give you anything without some form of up-front sweetener.'

'No, that's true. Although I have done some work for him already.'

'So what happened?'

'Well he invited me over to their house. He's pretty wealthy isn't he?'

'Yes.'

'He asked me to take my camera stuff along. It was all very informal. There was no one else in the house. He'd obviously been for a swim in his pool.'cos he was wearing a bathrobe, and looked a bit wet. He took me through to the conservatory, and offered me drinks. He had a big gin and tonic, and I had some wine.'

'So this isn't your first of the day?'

'No. Wont be my last either.'

'Go on.'

'I had forgotten how physically large he is. I mean, not fat, but big, in all directions. He must be six foot six. And like, it's muscle. He's in pretty good nick for a guy in his fifties.'

'Sounds like you've studied his physique.'

'I have now.'

'Oh yes. What happened?'

'Well I'm coming to that. Pour me some more plonk.'

'Okay.' I filled her glass, and she drank half of it.

'Well we were sitting there in the conservatory, having our civilised drinks, and he explained about this job. He said he knew that work was a bit hard to come by at the moment, but that this wasn't charity. He wanted the work doing and it had to be to a good standard. It was for his group of companies. He wants what he calls a graphic promotion scheme and a creative strategy. Just up our street, I thought. Just right for me and Mat!'

'Sounds fantastic!'

'It is. Give me a kiss.'

'Okay.' I leaned over and kissed her on the mouth, letting my hand travel under the bathwater to touch her bare pubic area.

'Hmmm,' she murmured.

'I like it like that. It looks really really sexy.' We kissed again. She sighed.

'Shall I get on with my story?'

'I suppose you'd better.'

'He said he had the contract ready to give me. He thought we'd be pleased with it, but he was happy to discuss it if we weren't.'

'That seems very fair.'

'That's what I thought. He said we could have some rooms at his management development centre. It's a kind of country club place, out in the wilds somewhere. We could go there to work up the scheme, he'd let us have the rooms and meals and everything for free as part of the deal.'

'Wow, that's very generous.'

'Yes it is.' Beth's wet hand emerged and she placed it near the top of my thigh. 'Kiss me again.'

I gave Beth a big passionate tonguey kiss. She seemed to enjoy it responding with ardour. Then she pulled away again, and drained her wine glass. I poured some more for her. She looked at me with sparkly eyes.

'I'm determined to tell you the rest of the story.'

'Go on then!'

'There will be someone from the company working with us, as a kind of client representative.'

'Hmm. I suppose that's reasonable. Do we know who?'

'It's someone called Sam. She's like his creative assistant apparently. I understand she's a distant relative. Something like a second or third cousin of your ex Kate. I think she's in her early to mid twenties.'

'Gosh, that's unexpected.'

'Yes, it is. I think he likes to give jobs to relatives where he can. It's like he thinks of us as relatives of his, even though you and Kate are separated'.

Beth's hand was moving up and down my thigh. I put my hand at the back of her neck, where her hair was damp.

'Have you finished your story?'

'No, but we have finished this wine. Do you want to get some more?'

I got up, put on my bathrobe and headed for the kitchen. When I returned Beth was out of the bath and drying herself. I put down the wine and engulfed her with my arms, rubbing the towel up and down her back. My hand rested on her bum and began to prise apart her buttocks. She kissed me again.

'Gosh you're hard,' she said placing a finger and thumb on my cock.

'Can the story wait?'

'No, I need to tell you all of it in one go.'

'Oh well okay, if you must.'

'Joey says Beth must finish her story!'

"And Joey cannot be denied.'

Beth tended to invoke Joey, our shared alter ego, when she wanted to get her own way, and she feared I might object.

'Be a sweetie, Mat, and get me something to wear. Your nice big purple pullover would do.'

'But I like you nude.'

'Okay I'll take it off later.'

'It's a deal!'

I fetched my big baggy pullover and Beth put it on. It came to her mid thigh. We headed for the sitting room, and settled there for Beth to continue her story.

'Well,' she said, 'to be fair to Jack, he did say that he was giving us the contract, on merit, and with no strings attached...'

'But?'

'Well it was clear he wanted something in return.'

'Ah.'

'Yes. It sounded straightforward enough. He said I was the only professional photographer he knew and he wanted me to take his photograph. Like I could hardly refuse, could I?'

'No.'

Beth took a drink of wine, and lay down on the couch on her tummy. The pullover rode up revealing her bum.

'So I said to him, did he want to change into some, y'know, proper clothes? He said no he preferred to keep it informal.'

'What was he wearing at that point?'

'Well all I could see was his bathrobe. He said to just take photis where we were, in the conservatory. So I did as he said. The first few were quite decent, but progressively he let his robe fall open, until his penis was quite plainly visible.'

'And you carried on?'

'Well it wasn't like a flasher would have been. I mean he is a big powerful bull of a man. And it is all in proportion. He's got a big cock. Frankly I wanted to see more.'

She reached out her hand to me. 'Come here,' she said. I went over and stood by her. She slid her hand inside my robe and took my cock, massaging it quickly back to erection. She put it briefly to her mouth. 'I like nice cocks,' she said, 'and he has a nice one. Not as nice as yours. That's the best.' She put it in her mouth again. It was exquisite, but it would have to wait until she completed the story. Reluctantly she decided to carry on telling me what had happened.

'He said I had a reputation for nude photography. I don't know where he got that from. And he wanted me to photograph him nude. So I agreed, and he took off his robe, and stood before me naked. Then the bastard said that by photograph him naked he actually meant that I should be naked. Hmm.'

'So, what did you do?'

'I decided to take him at his word and raise the stakes. By then despite everything it was all a bit of a turn on. I wanted to control him sexually. He is such a powerful man, such a big old hunk, that part of me wanted him.'

'Good grief! So what did you do?' 

'I told him that yes, I'd do it. In fact I'd give him a hand job too. Then I went further and said that if we got another big contract from him I might give him a blow job.'

I laughed and gave Beth a big kiss. 'You're incorrigible. So what happened?'

'He agreed. And I trust him. I stripped off giving him quite a good show, even if I say it myself. Then I photographed him. Nude. With a big erection. Then I gave him a nice long hand job.'

'You're a very bad girl. I love you.'

She smiled, and got up and went to her bag. She pulled out her digital SLR camera.

'Do you want to see?' She turned on the camera and went to the review screen. 'Look,' she said handing me the camera. And when I did I could see what she meant. Jack was a big powerful man with a big impressive erection, even viewed on a little screen.

'Wow. Let's view it on a bigger screen.'

We took it to my PC and attached the download lead. Soon we were looking at fuller images of Jack.

One of the image folders on the PC was labelled Joey. Beth clicked on it to open it. It contained images of her posing as Joey, naked with an image of a cock pasted onto her. We viewed the two images of her as Joey, and of Jack.

'I enjoyed posing as Joey.'

'And I enjoyed making the image.'

'I've got some more gear for posing as Joey.'

'Have you? What have you got?'

'I'll show you later. For now we've got that lovely contract, for an awfully large sum of money, and the promise of more.'

'It's brilliant. And you are very clever, and beautiful, and sexy!'

'Joey says Beth deserves a nice big reward!'

I took her into my arms. 'Whatever Beth wants she shall have.' I pressed my hands onto her bare bum.

'Hmm,' she murmured,' well first of all I'd like something to eat....I think I mean food. Then after that you can eat me. Then I might show you my Joey costume.'

'I'm a bit low on provisions. I'll order a pizza.'

'Okay, I'll unpack while you are doing that.'

I had laid the table by the time the doorbell rang. I was in two minds about putting out more wine as Beth seemed to have had a lot already, but I decided I could drink it any way. I found some syrupy ginger cake for pudding.

'I'll get it,' I said, grabbing some money and heading for the door. I opened the door and was met by a young looking guy in a crisp blue uniform, holding a pizza box.

'You ordered pizza?'

'Yes, I did. Thank you. How much is that?'

He told me the price and as I was counting out the money, his attention wandered. He was looking over my shoulder and he had gone boggle-eyed.

'Is that the correct money?'

'Yeah, sure,' he said without looking at it. 'Gotta go.' And with that he was gone.

I turned round to find that Beth was there.

'Why was he in such a rush? He didn't even count the money,' I said.

'It was me. I think I shocked him.'

'Oh yes? How did you do that?'

'I gave into an urge.'

'What urge was that?'

'The urge to flash him.'

She was still wearing my old baggy purple jumper. She demonstrated what she had done by pulling it up and revealing that she was still naked underneath. She wiggled her hips and gave me a mischievous grin.

'You are a very wicked little sister!'

'You love it!'

'Indeed I do.'

'But just now I'm a hungry and wicked little sister.'

'Joey says we must eat before further wickedness,' I said with a smile, and took the pizza box into the kitchen where we were going to eat.

When we were seated and had begun eating I offered Beth some wine.

'Hmm, yes please,' she said and I poured some out for her.

'Your wine tolerance seems to have improved.'

'You mean I can drink more than I used to without getting totally legless?'

'Something like that.'

'Well it reduces my inhibitions.'

'Have you got any left?'

'Probably not, but I'll have another glass just in case.'

She sipped her wine and we finished off the pizza. As we were starting the syrupy ginger cake, with ice cream on the side, she looked at me searchingly.

'As I've been so clever getting us this contract, I want you to indulge me this evening.'

'Of course, whatever wickedness you want.'

'You know that I love you. You do love me don't you?'

'Yes, more than ever.'

'Good.' She smiled. 'This ginger cake is fucking brilliant!'

'I got it specially for your return.'

'I might want some more later.'

Beth went into the sitting room taking the wine and glasses with her. I cleared the table, and went to join her. She had her bag and there was a tube of KY jelly on the side table. What had she got planned?

I sat down beside her on the couch, and leaned over to kiss her.

'Get your kit off,' she said huskily. As I removed my tee shirt, shorts, footwear and underpants, she pulled off the purple pullover. We were both naked.

'Now stand up,' she said. I did as I was instructed. She took my cock in her hand and stroked it. It stiffened immediately. Then she ran her hand over my balls, and then between my legs to feel my arse.

'You're all smooth down there. That's perfect.'

'What for?'

'You'll see. Now kneel down before me.' 

I did as instructed, and she lay back on the couch, extending her right leg towards my mouth. I took it in my hand and began sucking her toes.

'Hmm,' she murmured closing her eyes.

I continued holding her foot in my left hand and stroking her leg with my right, up to the inside of her knee, and onto her thigh.

'Nice and slow, but be quick about it,' she rasped.

'Slow and quick?' I queried, removing her toes from my mouth.

'Yes, I've waited long enough for this!'

I began to kiss and lick her ankle and lower leg, moving along in a kind of slow frenzy. My hand moved up to between her legs.

'That's good,' she whispered.

I placed my head between her thighs, alternately licking the inside of her on the right and on the left. She was breathing heavily. I looked up at her, and she opened her eyes.

'Yes, please. Joey says Mat must lick Beth's clitty. Now!'

I pushed my face onto her pussy, and drew my tongue up from it to her clitoris. It was peaking out firm and eager. I lapped it furiously and hard, and long. Beth squirmed about moaning, and eventually let out a loud whooping noise. She seemed to have come.

'Fuck, that was good Mat!'

I placed my hand on her pussy, gently pushing her labia apart. She was very moist. I placed a finger inside. There was no resistance so I inserted a second, pushing them in as far as they would go. I began rotating my fingers rhythmically and pushing up on the roof of her vagina.

'More?'

'Yes, please.'

I placed a third finger inside her, and began to speed up. I kissed her smooth pubic mound, and then increased the rhythm inside her. With my free hand I reached for her left nipple. As my speed increased Beth began to make more noise, moving her hips vigorously. Eventually she shrieked.

She seemed to have come again.

'Was that slow and quick enough Beth?'

'Oh, good grief yes!'

I removed my fingers from her pussy, and moved them down to her sweet puckered anus. I pressed it gently with my moist index finger. Then with my other hand I reached for the KY jelly. I smeared some on her hole, to add to the lubrication. Gently I inserted a finger, looking up at her with questioningly.

'Do you fancy some anal then Mat?'

'Yes, I do. Do you?'

'Yes,' 

I began to move my finger in and out of her arse. She sighed.

'But first, we must see to you,' she said, 'so you sit on the couch.'

'Okay.' I removed my finger and we swapped places. Beth was now squatting between my legs. She took my cock between a thumb and forefinger.

'Gosh you are nice and hard, big brother!'

She placed her right hand on my mouth.

'Lick my hand please.'

I took each of her fingers into my mouth and then licked the palm of her hand. Then she placed her wet hand on my cock and began to move it up and down. It felt delicious. 

'Do you want a gobble job?'

'Yes please.'

She placed her mouth over my cock head, and licked it. Then she licked along the shaft, and over my balls. She continued southwards and briefly licked my anus, before returning to my cock.

Then with her mouth sucking lasciviously on my cock she reached for the KY jelly and began to smear it round the entrance to my arse. Pumping up and down on my erection she gently pushed her finger into my anus. Then she took me out of her mouth but continued moving her hand on my cock as she pushed her finger right in. Then she began to slowly move it in and out. I gasped.

'Do you know what is coming?' Beth asked breathlessly. She seemed to be very excited.

'Yes, I think so.'

'You okay with that?'

I gulped.

'Joey says Beth can do whatever she wants,' I gasped.

'Good answer.'

Beth was moving her finger rapidly in and out. I began to loosen up and she inserted a second finger. I began to enjoy her probing. She pushed in fully her two fingers, and pressed upwards, seeking my prostate. It was beginning to work. She began to move her fingers rapidly in and out. Then suddenly she stopped.




Joey Says Ch. 04



'Don't stop.'

'It's time for Joey' she said, pulling her fingers out and stepping away. She reached for bag, and began pulling things out.

'I'm going to get dressed,' she said. I was a little nonplussed.

'Dressed?'

'Yes, as Joey!'

The first item she got out was a pair of black fishnet tights. She stepped elegantly into them, smoothing the material along her legs and stretching out languidly. Then she pulled them up to her waist and stood before me with her hips thrust forward. Her hand went to her pussy. There was a neat circular opening in the tights, so that her shaved pubic area was revealed.

'You like?'

'Hmm, yes I do!'

She pulled out a pair of black high heels and stepped into them. She strutted before me wiggling her bum. The next item from her bag was a black garment, which she pulled over her head and then pushed her arms through. It was a sleeveless black halter-top, which came to just below her breasts. There were two circular holes in it so that each boob protruded through.

She stood before me with her hands on her hips. With her neatly framed pussy visible and her breasts with their firm protruding nipples clearly on display, she was looking even more arousing than she would have been naked. She smiled at me archly as she paraded herself before me.

'Wow,' I murmured breathlessly. I reached for her camera and she posed for a couple of pics.

'I'm not finished yet,' she said huskily. 

With that she reached into her bag and extracted a flesh pink item with black straps attached. It was a strap-on dildo. She attached the straps around her waist and between her legs, and positioned the artificial penis so that it protruded from her pubis. It was a dark flesh coloured jelly dildo. It was firm but pliable bending in her hand as she stroked it suggestively. As she moved it she carefully positioned it until she smiled as if she had found exactly the right spot.

'Joey says you must kneel down and suck her cock.'

I knelt down before her and took the dildo in my hand. I rubbed it slowly back and forth before taking it in my mouth, keeping hold with one hand. Beth pushed her hips towards me and squirmed, as I moved the dildo around against her.

'Yes, like that!' she breathed.

I moved the dildo so that it rubbed against her, increasing the rate gradually. Eventually to make it more effective I removed it from my mouth and continued moving it just by hand. Beth began to squirm and writhe, pushing against me, her breath coming in gasps.

'Oh, oh, oh,' she moaned is a strangulated voice, 'Oh fuck that's good!' She slumped over on top of me with a shout. I think she had come. Again.

Eventually she looked up and gave me a big sloppy kiss.

'Now it's time for you Mat.' She patted the couch indicating that I should return to it. Then she kissed me again and kneeling down took my cock in her mouth. It was still hard and it stiffened further. Her fingers returned to my arse, quickly inserting two she made a rotating motion to widen it. Then she looked up.

'Are you ready?'

'Okay.' 

She stood up and reached for the KY jelly to smear it all over the dildo. Then she placed it at the entrance to my arsehole. Gradually she inserted it. It went in more easily than I expected. Then she began a slow rhythm pumping it in and out and stroking my cock at the same time. Then I realised that by pressing upwards she was able to touch my sweet spot.

I don't know whether or not I would have been able to come with her just inside me. But my cock was tingling and ready. Eventually she stopped moving inside me and concentrated on my penis. It had rarely felt so hard and for a while I felt like I was never going to come. But eventually I did with an explosion. Both of us finished covered in sticky white cum.

The dildo slipped out of me and we lay together sweaty and spent on the couch.

 Later Beth removed her Joey costume- we were going to save it for intimate moments. We both washed up and I donned my robe, whilst she returned to using the baggy purple pullover. We were sitting together in the kitchen having second helpings of syrupy ginger cake.

'That was a first for me.' I confessed.

'And me. Do you want to do it again?'

'Not tonight. But yes it was a new experience.'

'Another first for Joey.'

'You are a very wicked little sister. I love it.'

'Me too.' As Beth had eaten her ginger cake some of the syrup had escaped and it was dripping down her chin.

'Do you want help with that?'

'Hmm-mm.' I leaned over and began licking the syrup on her chin, lapping it up. She looked at me with sultry eyes. Soon we were kissing. I moved my hand under the pullover onto her breast. Eventually she pushed me off with a giggle.

'I wonder what our next adventure will be.' I said sitting back down.

'Well we are off to this country club place soon. I know it's work but there should be opportunities for adventures.'

'I'll drink to that!'

We drained our wine glasses.

'Time for bed?'

Beth yawned and stretched like a sated cat.

'I love you Mat. Let's have a cuddle in bed.'



Joey Says Ch. 05



I watched as my sister Beth arrived and parked her car. I walked over to her as she got out.

'Hi Beth,' I said giving her a hug.

'Hi Mat. So this is the place.'

We were way out in the countryside, at what appeared to be an exclusive country club. It was owned by Jack, the father of my wife Kate, from whom I was separated. He owned a group of companies and he had given a commission to Beth and me to develop what he called a 'creative strategy' for his group. He was paying us extremely well. It had come at just the right time for Beth who worked as a freelance photographer, and needed the work. It was less critical for me as I had a university job, but was welcome nonetheless.

Beth had been fantastic in her support for me following my break up with Kate. We had become very close, both emotionally and physically, sharing lots of pleasurable secrets. Indeed she had helped in a partial reconciliation with Kate. But we were still separate, and I wondered if Jack's generosity in giving us the commission was an attempt to bring us all together.

He had booked us into the country club place so that we could get on with the work. We were to meet his creative assistant Sam, and she would handle liaison and collaborate with us in doing the work.

I looked at Beth as we walked towards the club. Her short brown hair surrounded her neat and mischievous face. She was wearing a short white cotton skirt with a leather belt, a black tee shirt and her usual leather jacket. I thought she looked be beautiful, but I usually did.

I was wearing a dark jacket, white tee shirt and jeans. I wondered what impression we would make on Sam when we met her. At 28 I am a year older than Beth. We had been told that Sam was in her mid twenties, which seemed young for such a responsible position.

'Will Sam be here to meet us?' I asked.

'So I understand.'

'What will be the sleeping arrangements, do you think?'

'Not sure, maybe you and I will have to share. That would be nice. And possibly naughty!'

I smiled, and we reached the entrance. There to meet us was a tall, slim, elegant young woman with long wavy blond hair. She was wearing a white cotton smock, and a short black denim skirt, with lace-up sandals. She looked stunning!

'Hullo,' she said, 'I'm Sam. You must be Beth and Mat.'

'Hi Sam,' said Beth ' yes I'm Beth, and this is my big brother Mat.' Beth prodded me as I realised I was gaping.

'Hullo Sam,' I said. 'Eh, it's good to meet you.'

'And you too,' she said with a smile, 'I've heard so much about you!'

'Gosh, have you?' said Beth, 'We know next to nothing about you!'

'So I'm a woman of mystery. Come this way.'

We followed her into the foyer. She handed us keys and pointed to the corridor where our rooms were located. 

'Put your bags in your rooms if you like,' said Sam, ' I'll see you back here and show you our work space and facilities.'

It wasn't far to our rooms. They were next to each other. Mine had a big bed, ensuite facilities, cable TV and all the usual hotel stuff. I dropped my bag and poked my head round the door to Beth's.

'Well what do you think?' I said.

'The rooms are pretty good. Come in why don't you?'

I did so and gave Beth a big hug. She kissed me and I put my hands on her bum.

'You were clearly impressed by Sam,' she said.

'Yes, I was.'

'She's very beautiful.'

'Did you like her?'

'Well it's only a first impression, but I think she looks delicious.'

'Let's go and find out a bit more about our mystery woman.'

We returned to the foyer and Sam.

'Hullo again. Are your rooms okay?' said Sam.

'Yeah, they're good,' Beth replied, 'are you staying here too?'

'Certainly am! My room's the next one down from yours. Come with me, I'll show you where we will be working.'

Sam led the way. As I walked behind her I had difficulty in taking my eyes off her long, bare light brown legs, and the sexy wiggle of her black denim clad bum. Shortly Sam turned off into the well-lit project room. It had big windows looking out over the estate, comfy furniture and an array of kit.

'Would you like a drink? We have coffee, or a variety of teas,' said Sam.

We all opted for coffee and sat down. Sam crossed her elegant legs, and smiled at us. I looked at her closely. Judging from her eyebrows she was a natural blonde. She had large eyes, and they were dark, not the blue I expected, fringed by long eyelashes. Her face was perfectly symmetrical with strong cheekbones, a light jaw line, and a graceful neck. 

'You must tell us something about yourself,' I said.

'Can't I maintain my mystery? Anyway I am sure we shall discover a lot about each other as we shall be working together.' Sam replied.

'How long have you been with the company?' Beth inquired.

'A couple of years. I was recruited by the boss.'

'By Jack?'

'Yes, he's a regular sweetie!'

Hmm, I thought. It would be interesting to discover whether or not Sam had got her job because of her ability, or the family connection. Or was it because she was very pretty? Of course it could have been all of those reasons.

'Yes, Jack's quite something!' said Beth with a smile.

'But let me tell you about this place. It belongs to the company, for its exclusive use. It's used for management development, brainstorming, and stuff like that. And some executives bring people here for other reasons...'

'Oh yes,' I said raising an eyebrow, 'individual personal development?'

'Yes, something like that. No-one is too concerned as long as people are discrete.'

'Sounds promising!'

'It's got good facilities- restaurant, bar, swimming pool, sauna, massage. And for us, all the staff are available, although as there are not many here just now, the staffing level is not high.'

'You still haven't said much about yourself,' said Beth.

'No? Well I will tell you more later. We can get to know each other over our meal this evening. They do excellent food here. Now I think we should talk about work.'

We spent the rest of the day discussing the project, working up proposals, visual layouts, and scheme proposals. Sam was hot on the company image and its promotional requirements. Beth produced the visually creative proposals, and I fitted it together as a strategic document. It was good and satisfying, and we worked well as a team.

At the end of the day Sam suggested that we go for a swim in the swimming pool, before eating. So we found ourselves by the pool, it was early evening.

There were drinks if we wanted. We had nice refreshing lime and sodas followed by cool spritzers. I was wearing my fairly conventional dark blue swimming shorts. Beth was clad in a pretty revealing black bikini with string side ties- in absorbing how beautiful Sam was I had forgotten what a sexy minx my sister is. She looked terrific.

Sam had on a brief bikini top, revealing that her breasts were small, and her body long, lithe and sensual. The lower half of her costume was much more demure, her bikini bottoms included not only the conventional coverage, but also a brief skirt. This was unexpected,

We swam a few lengths and then at the side of the pool, supped our drinks.

'I remember your losing your trunks, and swimming naked,' Beth announced, referring to an embarrassing incident not too long ago. I smiled and felt self-conscious.

'It feels quite nice skinny-dipping,' I muttered.

'True,' said Beth, 'anyone fancy it now?'

'You can if you like,' said Sam, 'but I will pass if you don't mind. I'm going to get ready for dinner.' With that she got out of the pool and departed.

'Well,' said Beth when she had gone, 'that was odd. She is more uptight than I expected.'

'Oh well, not everyone is quite the outrageous exhibitionist that you are.'

'That's true,' said Beth, then she splashed me. 'I'll race you to the other end,' and she set off, and I followed her.

Although dinner was not formal, we did make an effort to look respectable. I wore a white shirt and a dark tie. Beth was in a little black dress, and looked scrumptious. But Sam outdid both of us in her figure hugging black silk trousers and a short halter-top, which left her midriff, bare. She looked sophisticated and worldly.

The meal was delicious, with a main course of roast duck, and traditional rhubarb crumble with ice-cream for pudding. The wine was a sumptuous gigondas red. We finished with a coffee and malt whisky.

During the meal we learned a little about Sam. She'd done a degree in media at a midlands university (not the one I worked at), mainstreaming on promotional stuff. She was very unforthcoming about her family history prior to university, but was very positive about Jack, who had not only recruited her but also promoted her to her current position.

In return Beth and I described our careers, and confessed that as siblings we were unusually close. We said nothing about our recent shared intimacy, or about our bizarre shared alter ego, our fantasy figure 'Joey'. 

It was clear that despite her self-evident beauty and intelligence Sam was a very private person. I wondered what would make her open up.

At the end of the meal Sam stood up and kissed each of us demurely.

'Thank you, you are delightful company,' said Sam, 'I am glad we are working together. I am off to bed. See you tomorrow.'

So Beth and I decided to turn in too, and headed for our rooms. Later there was a knock on my door and Beth entered. 

'Well, big brother, what do you think of our Sam? Isn't she beautiful?'

'Yes, she is. I don't know what to make of her. She's very controlled, she doesn't give away a lot.'

'No, she doesn't. Do you fancy her?'

'Yes. Do you?'

'Yes, she's scrumptious.'

'I've got some more whisky, do you want some?'

'Yes please.'

We sat together on my bed drinking the whisky. I put my arm round Beth's shoulders and kissed her on the cheek.

'Does Sam turn you on?' Beth asked.

'Yes.'

'As much as your sister does?'

'No, Beth, you know you're the best.'

'Good answer.'

'Does she turn you on? I know you are bi. Or maybe you are just all-inclusive.'

'Yes, I suppose I am. And yes, she does.'

'As much as I do?'

'No, silly. No one can replace you! But...'

'But?'

'Well, I'd like to find out more.'

'You'd like to seduce her.'

'Yes, don't tell me you wouldn't!'

I kissed Beth, and she responded enthusiastically. Eventually we came up for air. I ran my hands up and down Beth's little black dress.

'What are you wearing under this?'

'Nothing.'

'Ooh, you wicked girl!' I ran my hands under her dress to confirm what she had said.

'I'm sure that between us we could seduce her,' said Beth.

'Okay.' I said. Then I pushed up Beth's dress and put my head between her thighs.

'Shall I eat you?'

'Yes please, but do it quietly. We don't want Sam to hear.'

After breakfast the following day I got a call on my mobile phone. It was tedious news. I was going to have to leave and return to the university. There was no discussion on the matter, a financial audit had thrown up issues and all departmental staff were being hauled in.

I told Sam and Beth the bad news.

'I got to go, I'm afraid.' They both looked quite concerned.

'It must be serious,' said Sam, 'are you in trouble?'

'Not me personally, no. Everyone is being summoned.'

'Will you be coming back?' asked Sam

'Gosh yes. I should be back tonight.'

'That's a relief.'

I kissed each of them lightly on the cheek. Sam gave me a deep searching look. 'Take care, then.'

I set off on the drive back. It took an hour and a half, and gave me lots of time for thought. 

I was intrigued and captivated by Sam. Clearly she was a very attractive young woman. Equally self-evident was her high level of intelligence. She seemed to be sophisticated, but I wondered if maybe that was a front. It appeared she was hiding something, but I had no idea what.

I gave up thinking about difficult issues, and concentrated on remembering how physically attractive she was. To date I had not been attracted by blondes. Most of the women I went for looked like my sister Beth, with mid to dark brown hair. It was a kind of imprinting I thought. But Sam was something new and different, and she'd changed that. I was still immensely attracted to Beth of course. But now I wanted Sam too. Luckily Beth also seemed to fancy her.

The crisis in the university was nothing like as urgent as they'd said, and the whole thing could have waited. There would be cutbacks in due course, but we had been expecting that. I left feeling very irritated with the management.

I got back to the country club as quickly as I could but it was quite late in the evening by the time I arrived. I went looking for Sam and Beth and eventually tracked them down to the bar. There was no one else about. They were sitting close together and looking quite merry, lying back on easy chairs with their legs entangled together. They were both wearing short skirts, and there was a lot of flesh on display.

'Hullo ladies,' I said, 'can I get you drinks?'

'Hi Mat,' they said in chorus looking up and giggling.

'What are you having?'

'We're on G and Ts,' said Beth.

The bar appeared to be unattended, so I helped myself. I got two large gin and tonics and a nice cool beer for myself, and sat down beside them. It was good to have the place entirely to ourselves. I guessed they'd had more than one drink already.

'It's good to see you back,' said Sam, 'are you okay?'

'Yes, it was all a storm in a teacup. Wasted journey really.'

'Oh well thank heavens. I thought you might be in trouble. Didn't want to lose you having just met you,' said Sam.

'I told her you'd phone me if it was serious,' said Beth, 'so I wasn't worried.' She gave me a kiss on the cheek. 'But I'm glad you are back.'

'So am I, ' said Sam, and she too leaned over and gave me a kiss. 'And I'm glad you're here.' With that she gave Beth a kiss, and they both giggled. I smiled.

'Well, what have you two ladies been up to today?'

They looked at each other, before Sam replied.

'Actually we made excellent progress. We've decided to extend the scope of the scheme.' then she hiccupped and lost her thread. 

Beth took it up.

'We're going to include more creative stuff, arts and creative craft.'

'Sounds great.'

'We'll show you what we're thinking tomorrow,' said Sam.

'Body art,' said Beth with a wicked smile, 'you'll enjoy it.' They exchanged a conspiratorial look.

'Wow. Tell me more!'

'No,' said Sam, 'you must wait. It's another mystery for you. You know I'm the woman of mystery.'

'Okay. Have you done anything else?'

'Well, yes, we sampled the massage parlour,' said Beth.

'Oh yes, what's the masseur like?'

'There wasn't one. Hardly any staff here at the moment,' said Sam.

'So we gave each other massages,' said Beth, 'which was actually much better!'

'And we really got to know all about each other,' said Sam.

'Now I know everything about Sam,' said Beth, smirking at me.

'And I know all about Beth,' said Sam, 'So I know an awful lot about you, too!'

'Gosh,' I said, 'should I be worried?'

'No, it was all nice stuff,' said Sam. Then they both leaned over and gave me big sloppy kisses, and giggled.

'I'll get in another round of drinks,' said Beth standing up, 'and then I need to get to bed.'

While Beth was at the bar, Sam leaned over and gave me another kiss, which this time I returned.

'I like kissing you,' she said. Then she stopped herself. 'Gosh, I don't say things like that. I think I am a little drunk.'

Well drunk or not being kissed by Sam seemed pretty good to me. I leaned towards her to do it again.

'No, no,' she said, 'a woman of mystery doesn't give herself up so easily. I just forgot myself for a minute!'

Beth returned with more drinks, and eyed us with a knowing expression, as she sat down.

We drank our drinks each of us lost in thought. What had Beth told Sam? And what ad she discovered about Sam? Finally Beth looked up.

'I need to head for bed,' she said, 'need to be bright eyed and bushy tailed tomorrow.'

'Me too,' said Sam.

So we all sloped off to our rooms. I tried to catch Beth's eye, but it was clear she was not going to enlighten me that night. But the three-way goodnight kisses were fun, if a little frustrating for me who wanted things to go further.

When we returned to our workroom after breakfast the following day I thought that Sam and Beth might be a little jaded after the amount they seemed to have drunk the night before. But they both looked bright and alert- in fact they were both looking pretty good. Beth had on leggings and a tee shirt, and Sam was wearing a sleeveless cotton top and a short pleated skirt.

They re-capped for me where they had got to with the project. They had concluded that it needed a bit more excitement, and a bit more 'edge'.

'We needed to include more creative stuff, to show that the company supports artistic innovation,' said Sam.

'So we looked round for something creative and sexy,' said Beth.

'And Beth came up with this stuff. It's kind of body jewellery. Have a look.' 

Sam began to unwrap a number of items and to lay them on the table. They were certainly unusual, including delicate filigree work sprinkled with brightly coloured small crystals. She held one up.

'What do you think, Mat?'

'It looks exquisite, really nice stuff. Seems like an excellent idea. How do you wear it?'

Sam and Beth looked at each other, smiling curiously.

'Well,' said Beth, 'you may be in for a treat Mat. We are taking a risk here but we thought it was worth trying out. You see it's erotic jewellery. It has to be worn on naked flesh!'

'Ah. Is that the treat?'

'Could be. We need to model it and photograph it to see how it could be used in the campaign.'

'So who is going to model it?'

'Well the jewellery needs to be on a woman's body,' said Beth.

'So Beth and I are going to try it on,' said Sam.

'But it needs male flesh too, for contrast, to give it energy and more edge,' said Beth.

'So that's where I come in is it? You've got this all worked out,' I said.

'That's right,' said Beth with a big grin, 'I knew you wouldn't mind. I'll set up the camera.' 

I smiled; I have a very wicked sister.

Beth fixed the tripod with the digital SLR camera on it. Then she and Sam got out the items of jewellery and laid them out.

'Me first,' said Beth. And with that she pulled off her tee shirt, to reveal her bare firm B-cup breasts. I noticed that her pink nipples were quite erect, clearly she was becoming aroused.

Sam lifted the jewellery over Beth's head. It consisted of two chains, one at the side of each breast, and a double chain, which passed between her breasts. They were connected by a section of the crystal filled filigree work, which sat below her breasts. She lifted her arms in the air to pose for us.

Then it was Sam's turn. She removed her cotton top to reveal that she too had nothing on underneath. Her flesh was a light creamy gold colour, her breasts small but firm with surprising, and relatively large, ruby coloured nipples. They were quite hard. 

Beth put the next jewellery item around Sam's neck. It consisted of a filigree band which lay vertically between her breasts, with chains at the sides of them looping to connect to the band.

They posed together holding hands. They looked fantastic.

'Okay,' said Sam, 'you can photograph us now.'

So I took a number of shots of them in that pose. Then Beth initiated some changes. Firstly it was the two of them kissing. Then she put her hand on Sam's left breast. Then she kissed it.

She looked up at me.

'Do you think this is edgy and erotic enough?'

'It's certainly turning me on,' I replied, 'Come and have a look.'

The two of them came and looked at the images on the camera's little review screen. 




Joey Says Ch. 05



'They're good,' said Sam, licking her lips, 'I wonder if I dare show them to Jack.'

Beth had negotiated our contract with Jack, and thought she knew what he would like.

'He'll love them,' she said, 'but we need to add the other dimension. We need a male body in the picture. Time for you to be included Mat. Come on, get your kit off!'

'What all of it?'

'Yes, we need your back to the camera, with a bare bum. You need to be facing Sam.'

Gosh, I thought, this is going to be more extreme than I expected.

'Beth says you have a nice bum,' said Sam. I choked, what else had the two of them discussed?

They watched as I removed my tee shirt, footwear, and Jeans. Then I stepped out of my boxers, and stood before them, naked.

'That's good,' said Beth.

'Yes, it is,' said Sam, looking at my cock, which was becoming tumescent.

Beth took charge, placing me so that I was facing Sam, and with her facing the camera. The shot was to be naked man faces bejewelled bare breasted beauty. She took several shots.

'Move closer,' she instructed. So I moved nearer to Sam, my breath becoming ragged. Sam looked mesmerised, Beth snapped away.

'You should kiss,' said Beth, 'but only on the lips. Don't want this to get out of hand.'

Sam and I leaned closer to each other and kissed demurely. Her hand brushed against my stiffening cock Then I kissed her again, this time using my tongue. She responded.

'Okay,' said Beth, 'that's enough. Come and have a look.'

I looked deeply at Sam, before reluctantly turning away.

We reviewed the images on the camera.

'I think we've got enough for our first go,' said Beth.

'They're exciting,' said Sam, 'it's a pity we can't see them on a bigger screen, or prints.

Beth and Sam removed the precious jewellery, and we all got dressed. We discussed what was possible with the in-house facilities for viewing the images. It was disappointing that it sounded like they were not going to be adequate.

'I've got my Macbook in the car and I could download the images,' said Beth, 'but we need prints,'

I fixed everyone a cup of coffee while we considered the problem. It became clear that as usual Beth was in charge of decision-making, and so she would determine the course of action.

'I know where I can get some prints done,' she said, 'it's not too far away, shouldn't take too long to drive there. Will you two be alright if I leave you here together for a bit, while I get it sorted?'

I looked at Sam questioningly.

'Yes Beth,' she said, 'that's a good plan.'

So Beth collected her stuff together. She kissed Sam goodbye, then came over to kiss me.

'You be good while I'm away, big brother,' she said with a conspiratorial smile.

With that she was gone.

Sam and I supped our coffee.

'Well that was exciting,' I said.

'Yes, it was. Your sister's quite something!' said Sam.

'I suppose we should get on with some work.'

'Yes, we should. We can if you want to.'

'I can think of other things I'd rather do....'

'You don't want me to strip to the waist for more naughty, naughty pictures?' she said with a mocking smile.

'I have difficulty seeing that as work. Yes, please go ahead.'

This produced another big smile from Sam.

'It's different when it's just the two of us. Maybe later, I don't know if I trust you enough yet. I may have to maintain my mystery,' she said.

'Do you trust Beth?'

'Yes, since we got to know each other well yesterday.'

'That's when you exchanged confidences? And that's when you found out about me'

'It is.'

'I think I ought to know more about you, to balance things up.' I leaned over and kissed her. 

'Maybe.'

'How did this exchange of confidences come about?'

'It was when we had our massages,' she said and looked at me with a sexy smile. 'Would you like a massage?'

'Yes please.'

'Come this way.' She said getting up and walking towards the door. I hurried to follow her.

It was not far to the massage parlour and Sam had her own key. There was no one else there, and I noticed that the door locked automatically behind us. It was quite luxurious, with towels, gowns, lotions, refreshments, drinks, not to mention TV and music. 

'Let's have a drink,' said Sam opening what looked like a chilled Chardonnay, and handing me a glass, and then a bowl of nuts.

'Cheers,' I said, 'you're very photogenic Sam.'

'Why thank you. You don't look so bad yourself!'

'In fact, you are very beautiful.'

'Do you think so,' she said with a big blush, 'I think I'm plain!' She gulped her drink.

'Nonsense, you're stunning,' I said. She seemed flustered. So I kissed her.

'Enough of this,' she said. 'Get on that table, it's time for your massage.'

'Should I remove my shirt?'

'Yes, and the rest, otherwise you wont feel the benefit!'

'And you?'

'I'll take my top off, but that's all.'

So I stripped off and lay on the massage table, on my tummy with a towel over my bum. I looked sideways to see Sam's beautiful ruby nipples revealed again. I lifted myself up and took a gulp of wine. Sam had put on some nice slow fifties west coast jazz on the music machine. I closed my eyes as she poured massage lotion onto my back and began stroking it in. It was heavenly.

'So, tell me about yourself,' I said, 'tell me this interesting confidential stuff that you are keeping as your mystery.'

'I am still not sure I trust you enough,' her hand travelled down my back and she lifted it and slapped the back of my thigh.

'Well you already know about me, apparently.'

'Beth told me things about her and they involved you, so she kind of had to tell me some things about you.'

'What did she tell you?'

Sam paused her hands idly travelling along my back. 'Well, she told me about some of your childhood games.'

'Yes, go on.'

'And she told me about Joey. She says that you invented Joey when you were kids, and that Joey was your shared alter ego, and the instigator of mischief. She said you used to draw pictures of Joey, who was female with breasts, looking like Beth, but with a penis too!'

I gulped.

'Yes, all that is true.'

'What is more she says you still use Joey to suggest things- like Joey says give Mat a massage- to make things happen.'

'Yes, we do that.'

She had finished my back, and began massaging my legs. The music machine was playing Miles Davis. We were quiet for a while as she squeezed the muscles on the backs of my calves. Then she moved up to the backs of my thighs, and pulling off the towel, began to stroke my buttocks.

She whispered in my ear, 'Joey says Sam should massage Mat's bum!' And that is what she proceeded to do. I was gasping.

'And Beth told me that you had photographed each other. Nude piccies!'

'Yes,' I groaned.

'And she said you created a new picture of Joey by taking a picture of Beth and photomontaging your cock onto her body.'

Sam's hand was gently pressing between my buttocks onto my arse.

'Yes,' I said, faintly.

'You seem to like women with cocks.'

'Yes, I do.'

'Good. Now turn over.'

I lay on my back, replacing the towel over my midriff in attempt to hide my erection. Sam poured massage oil on my chest and began rubbing it in.

'Beth also told me about your break up with your wife, Jack's daughter Kate. She said that you and she had then become sort of intimate.'

'Yes, sort of.'

'She said that she was in control. She was a bit graphic, I am afraid.'

'What did she say?'

'She said she allowed oral, and anal stuff, but that conventional sex was not allowed as that would be incest!'

'Yes that's true, I am afraid.'

'You are a very naughty brother and sister.'

'It does sound a little unconventional when you describe it like that.'

'Unconventional is putting it mildly.'

'Okay so you know my secrets. Now tell me some of yours.'

Sam moved her hand down to my waist and pulled off the towel. With one oil-soaked hand she began to pull on my erect cock, whilst with the other she squeezed one of her nipples.

'You're nice and smooth, all over,' she said, 'apart from your little patch of pubic. That's nice.'

She smiled at me and gave me a kiss.

'In the short time I have known you and Beth, you have become very important to me,' she said,' I don't trust people easily. I think we have a special relationship.'

Sam's hand slowly moved up and down my cock

'Yes,' I said with a groan, 'it's very, very special.'

'One of complete love and trust?'

'Yes, it is.'

'Good,' she said, taking her hand off me, 'now you can give me a massage, and I might tell you a bit of my mystery. Now you must stand over there with your back to me without looking, until I say ready.'

I got down, and walked awkwardly to the other side of the room, sporting a big fierce erection. I turned away from Sam, as instructed.

I heard a rustling sound and after a little time, Sam said I could turn round.

She was lying on the massage table, on her tummy, completely naked. Her long legs were close together. Her nicely round buttocks stood firm and looked precisely in proportion. Her blond wavy hair cascaded down her back. She looked quite simply beautiful.

'You can massage my back,' she said. I stood beside her and her dangling hand casually stroked my cock, as I poured oil onto her, and began a gentle sensual massage.

'Okay. This is my little secret, my mystery.'

'Yes?'

'When I was born, they decided I was a boy. I had male bits, genitals.'

'Gosh. Okay.'

'But I wasn't properly male. It is something called Klinefelters Syndrome, something to do with an extra X chromosome. And as I grew older I felt more and more that I wanted to be a girl. Although I was quite tall, when I reached puberty, I began to develop curves, and breasts. I was convinced that my true identity was female.'

My massage had had got to the base of her back, and I stroked gently her lovely round bum. She kept her legs tight together but was still stroking my cock, and her breathing was becoming heavy.

'It looks to me that you are a very beautiful and totally female person,' I said.

'Thank you. By the time I reached my teens I had decided to live and dress female. That was what I was, a girl, a woman,' she said. 'My parents were very understanding. My dad is English, he's a diplomat, and he's Jack's cousin. My mum is Brazilian, so they are pretty cosmopolitan. I changed schools and was accepted as a girl. I kept the name Sam, but said it was short for Samantha. I have lived as a girl since.'

I leaned over and kissed her, hungrily.

'You are a beautiful and sensual girl.'

'Yes, but that's not the end of it. You see I have a strong aversion to surgery. I have kept my bits.'

Then she turned over and revealed that she indeed had a cock. Not quite as large as mine, but a perfectly normal penis. And she was all smooth having no pubic hair. I was astonished, surprised, delighted, I could scarcely catch my breath.

'I'm a woman with a cock. A shemale.'

'Yes you are, and very beautiful. Can I touch?'

'Yes please.'

I took her cock in my hand and began to stroke it. Clearly she was quite capable of being turned on. It was already thick. I looked at her and licked my lips.

'Yes,' she said, 'do it.'

So I put my mouth on her cock and began to suck on it. Soon she had an erection.

'I am your new Joey.'

I looked up and kissed her fiercely on the mouth, squeezing a nipple. 

'Can I photograph the new Joey?'

'Yes, but not now. We have better things to do.'

'Joey says we should give each other pleasure?'

'Yes, Joey certainly does!'

The better things we had to do were all about pleasuring each other. I had never sucked a cock before. And all that I knew of shemales had come from watching porn. Sam in the flesh was so much better than the porn trannies. Even as I sucked her penis I could barely believe it was happening. It was all my wildest fantasy coming true.

She gradually let herself go. Sucking her cock was delicious, as was fingering her arse. And she did the same for me. Each of us was treading carefully, not wishing to upset the other.

I realised that I could love Sam. I suppose I wanted to be able to continue loving Beth too, but I thought we would make a good threesome. I felt lucky.

When she came it was a controlled minor explosion. When I came it felt seismic. Eventually we lay together supping the remains of the wine.

'People who care about me accept me as I am,' said Sam.

'I care about you very much!'

Good. 'Let's clean up, and go and see if Beth has returned.'

'Okay.'

Beth was already there when we got back to the workroom.

'Hi kids,' she said, 'where have you been?'

'We've just come from the massage parlour,' said Sam.

'Aah, I see. Was that good?'

'Yes, it was most...illuminating,' I said.

'Was it revealing? Yesterday's visit was most revealing for me,' Beth inquired.

'Yes, today was just as revealing as yesterday,' said Sam with a big smile, 'and just as satisfying!'

'That's brilliant,' said Beth and promptly kissed the two of us, 'if that means what I think it means, it's fantastic.'

'I think it does,' I said.

Well we all engaged in foolish grins for a bit, before pulling ourselves together.

'I've got the prints,' said Beth and produced a folder. She laid out several A3 prints on the table. We spread them out to look at them.

'Hey, they're pretty good,' said Sam, 'you made us all look good!'

'You can't see my face,' I said, 'just my bum.'

'Maybe that's your best feature,' said Beth with a laugh.

'Okay,' I said, ' but seriously, they are excellent.'

'Yup,' said Sam, 'I think we've struck gold with this idea. Jack will be really pleased.'

In great good humour we decided to break for lunch.

'Hey,' said Sam, 'Let's celebrate. Let's have champagne. After all the company is paying.'

So we did. Afterwards we were lounging together, sipping the last of the fizz. We had talked around what had happened, without being absolutely explicit. But it was pretty clear that everyone knew all about Beth and me, and all about Sam.

'Let's have more champagne,' said Beth.

'Yes,' said Sam, 'we should just relax this afternoon.'

'Great idea. Did you have anything specific in mind?' I said.

'Well,' said Sam, 'it seems to me that you are a very lucky boy, Mat.'

'Yes,' said Beth, 'I think you are.'

'You have two Joeys,' said Sam, taking a swallow of champagne.

'Two women with cocks, even if one is a strap-on!' said Beth.

'Just think what we could all get up to!' said Sam.

I smiled a big smile, and drank my champagne.

'Come on,' said Beth, 'what are we waiting for? Joey says Beth, Sam and Mat should go somewhere where we can find out what they can get up to.'

So we did.



Joey Says



'That looks really good, you are one sexy sister.' I whispered as we viewed one of Beth, standing and grinning with the dildo standing out like an erect cock.

'Hmm,' she muttered, stroking me and beginning to undo my trousers. 'Have you got any paintshop or photoshop software on your PC?'

'Yes, I have.' I said as she moved her hand up and down my cock.

'I want a picture of me with a real cock. With your cock. Can you take it from one of the pics of you and paste it into one of me?'

'Yes, I think so. It would take an hour or so.'

She kissed my penis promising to return to it later. I settled down to create the composite image. Beth said she would fix some food.

When I had something I was satisfied with I called Beth to show her. She stood behind me looking over my shoulder. When she saw what was on screen she hugged me and stuck her tongue in my ear. The image showed her as before but this time instead of the dildo she had my erect penis, just like a shemale. It looked completely convincing. Beth was breathing heavily.

'Mat, that's great. Perfect. Now I'm the new Joey. You've done brilliantly.'

I turned round and kissed her, my hand moving up the inside of her thigh.

'Later, let's eat first. And I want to watch one of your Shemale DVDs.'

'Okay, I'll get some more wine.'

'Joey says we can sleep together tonight.'

'And Joey cannot be denied.'

It was to be our first night together. My relationship with my sister could never be the same again, but I had no idea where it might lead.