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Katy's Smell: Day 01

By: Cphucker



 All persons in this story in sexual situations are at least 18 years of age.

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Part One

I was rudely awoken by a small knee being driven into my chest as a child leapt onto my bed and landed right on me. I would have been caught off guard but this was a fairly common occurrence in my house. My 6 year old daughter Gracie was giggling as she squirmed on top of me. I roared playfully and wrestled with her for a moment.

"Time to get up!" came a more adult voice from the hallway. My wife Adrienne entered the room carrying a laundry basket, and she smiled at seeing us playing on the bed. "Gracie, let Daddy up. He needs to get ready for your Aunt Katy."

My fun with Gracie was interrupted by the sudden skip of my heartbeat that was all too familiar when my sister's name was mentioned. Fortunately Adrienne didn't notice and simply went about her task of collecting the laundry. Gracie climbed off the bed and ran off down the hall toward her room.

I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and sat there in my boxers for a moment. I felt my heart normalize and I went for the shower. As I stood under the streaming hot water, the anxiety I had felt earlier started to rise again. It had been nearly three years since I had seen Katy. Not because I didn't want to see her, and not because she didn't want to see me. We had simply both agreed that it was the right decision considering the circumstances.

Katy was 24 now, younger than me by 2 years, and unlike me she never got married. Not because of anything wrong with her, on the contrary, she could have any man she wanted. That was part of the problem.

I finally turned off the water and stood in the shower for a moment. Adrienne came into the bathroom and grabbed the towels out of the hamper, barely noticing me standing there naked. When she did finally look up at me, I saw a mischievous look in her blue eyes. She was a gorgeous blond, tall and thin. Having a child hadn't done much to her stunning figure, and she was still the sexiest thing I had laid eyes upon in recent years.

"Whoa there big boy," she said, eyeing me below my waist.

I followed her gaze and saw that I was sprouting a huge erection. She seemed amused by it, but it was actually very disconcerting to me. I hid it well though, and smiled sheepishly at her.

"It's the morning," I replied.

She always called me "big boy" when referring to my penis. It was true, I had a pretty big dick. I don't know how overly attractive I was as a package, but Adrienne was always excited by the size of my package. Our sex life was great, and I had the feeling I could easily convince her to take off her clothes and join me in the shower. But I knew that we both had things to do before my sister arrived with my mother later today from out of state.

Adrienne, still carrying the laundry basket, sauntered over to me and put her face up to mine. She reached her free hand out and grasped my penis firmly. We kissed and she released me from her grip.

"Now hurry up and get ready," she said, beaming. "We need some things for tonight's dinner. Take Gracie with you, so I can finish cleaning."

I didn't want to tell her that the giant erection I was sporting was not simply morning wood. It was because I had been thinking about Katy. God, how embarrassing that would be to admit. Embarrassing and completely inappropriate.

I did as I was told and hurried to get ready. I threw on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and hunted through the house for our daughter. Once I finally got her to put on her shoes and hop into the SUV with me, we took off to the grocery store to get everything for tonight's special dinner.

Gracie was singing to herself and allowing me to ponder things seriously for a while before finally speaking up.

"Daddy, where's Aunt Katy's husband?" she asked.

I glanced at her in the rear view mirror. "What do you mean, baby?"

"Is she said that she doesn't have a man to be married to?"

"I don't know," I replied, though it was a bit of a lie. "I think she hasn't found the right man yet."

"Does she live with Grandma?" Gracie asked. She hadn't seen Katy in so long, it was no wonder she was having all these questions.

"No, baby," I answered. "Aunt Katy lives by herself. She's just visiting with Grandma so we can all be together at the same time."

Making up simple answers to Gracie's childish questions was easy enough, but the real reason that Katy hadn't visited in so long was foremost in my mind at this moment. I could clearly remember my heart in my throat while we had that last conversation together. Not more than two or three emails had followed, and only those to throw off the scent that anything was wrong. My mother couldn't be suspicious as to why we were avoiding each other.

Who knows how Katy got out of visiting so long without Mom outright asking her. Maybe she had, and Katy had been able to explain it somehow. Mom never talked to me about it, aside from the occasional comment about the family as a whole. I picked up only a scant few details about my sister from conversations with Mom, but they were barely enough to know what was going on with her.

Adrienne, though, had wondered why Katy and I weren't closer. When we found out that my mother was visiting, and that Katy would actually be joining her, it had surprised us both. She had assumed that Katy and I had gotten into a fight maybe, or that we just weren't close growing up. I hadn't told her very many stories of us as kids. I kept that part of my life a secret from her, and she seemed satisfied with that if that was what I wanted. Plus Adrienne didn't have siblings of her own, so she was somewhat unaware of the exact relationship a brother and sister would have.

I certainly wasn't going to tell her about my relationship with Katy. There was nothing normal about that topic.

"I don't remember what she looks like even," Gracie said as we pulled into the grocery store parking lot.

"You don't?" I asked, not trying to dwell on my sister but happy to converse with my curious little girl.

She trailed beside me as I pushed the shopping cart. I found myself totally preoccupied as we went up and down the isles. Gracie's innocent statement about Katy's appearance got my mind spinning as I remembered every vivid detail of my sister. Her reddish brown hair, her large golden eyes, the freckles around her face, the line of her jaw, the cute pug nose...

I had to catch myself as I tried my best to listen to Gracie talk to me. Thinking about Katy wasn't going to make this week any easier while she stayed at my house. For some reason I could feel my heart in my throat again, but I knew it was just the memory from that last time we had talked. Still, it was replaying in my mind and I couldn't seem to stop it.

We were sitting in Mom's living room, even though I had already moved out by that point. Katy still lived at home though, with one more year still in college. I was married already to Adrienne, my college sweetheart, and Gracie was 3 years old. I had just been offered a spectacular position with an engineering firm and hadn't told anyone but Katy so far. We had been dreading and hoping for this moment simultaneously, because we both knew it was the best option, but that didn't make things any easier for us.

Katy was trying her absolute best not to cry, and I was never one to cry anyway but this was the closest I had ever come. We sat apart rather than next to each other, close enough to have a private conversation but not close enough to touch. That part was important, we had agreed. No more touching.

Katy looked up at me with those giant eyes, wet with tears, but she still managed a smile of sorts.

"You know you need to accept this job, right?" she said to me, more of a statement than a question.

I nodded. "Yeah, I know."

It was all she could do not to reach out and grasp my hand, I could tell. I remained motionless.

"I can't come visit you," she continued, "or your family. We need to stay apart for as long as possible."

I lowered my head, as if in defeat.

"It's just getting too dangerous," Katy said. "I thought, once Gracie was born, I'd be able to..."

She trailed off, and just wiped the tears from her eyes.

"It's just as much my fault," I replied.

Katy shook her head. "That doesn't matter. You have a wife, and it's not right. I couldn't bear you losing Gracie over this, more than I can't bear to see her grow up."

Wow, that really hit me hard. I had to turn away to keep her from seeing my eyes well up. I heard her start crying, and finally I turned back.

"This is just so fucking wrong," she said, standing up in anger. "I hate that it's ended up like this."

I wanted to jump up and run to her and hold her, but I stayed seated. That would only make things harder.

"It won't be forever," I said. "A couple of years maybe, or whenever it feels right again. You'll find someone else, and it'll be easier on the both of us."

She shook her head. "Is it easy for you just because you're married?"

I just stared at her. Of course it wasn't, but I didn't want to say that and depress her.

"Mom is going to wonder what happened," she said, "so we'll have to keep in touch on the surface. I'll send you an email every once in a while. You can send me pictures of Gracie and stuff. But we have to agree not to talk about anything."

I knew what she meant by "anything" and of course I agreed. I wouldn't put any of that in an email anyway, for fear that anyone would accidentally discover it.

I just nodded. "Would it be easier if I just left right now?"

Katy just stared at me. "God, if only we could just...one last time..."

I felt the same way, and almost gave in to the temptation, but kept my resolve because I wasn't just going to give in to my urges. I truly wanted what was best for Katy, and I knew deep down that meant we had to break ties sooner than later.

"I wish we could," I said, "but it wouldn't help. It would make it even harder."

Damn her devilish sense of humor, she actually flashed me a smile. "Would it..."

I shook my head, but even that slight bit of humor helped. "Just remember, emails. I don't care how hard it is, I'm not going to pretend we're not brother and sister anymore."

Katy sniffed. "Me either."

Suddenly I was back in the grocery store and listening to Gracie tell me some story that was probably just a cartoon she had seen recently. We were waiting in line to pay for our food. I had literally blacked out the last few minutes while thinking back to that time. I shook my head, disappointed with myself and afraid of what that meant for the week ahead.

When we got back home, Adrienne was in the bathtub and Gracie went outside to play in the yard. I went upstairs to the master bathroom and peered in on my wife. She smiled up at me from the tub, the still water giving me a nice view of her body under the water.

"Hey babe," she said. "Did they have bread your Mom likes?"

I nodded. "Yup, we got everything."

Adrienne kept her eyes on me and her smile widened. "Where's Gracie?"

I immediately caught on to what she was really after, and I closed the bathroom door behind me. She was pretty transparent, but I think it was on purpose. I kicked my shoes off and pulled my shirt over my head.

"Ooh," Adrienne cooed as she watched me strip and climb into the tub with her. It was a bit cramped, but big enough for her to move onto my lap and straddle me.

Her hands went right for my penis, and she tugged on it gently with one hand while playing with my balls in the other. Without a word she leaned forward and kissed me. Within moments I was rock hard, and she was quick to move the tip to her steaming entrance. If it wasn't late at night, we usually got right to business so that Gracie wasn't left unattended to. I was just grateful Adrienne was down for sex during the day at all.

"There we go," she sighed as she slid down onto me. She enjoyed hearing me groan with pleasure.

I started pawing at her breasts while she rode me. I actually had to fight to keep myself from exploding already, since apparently I had been really turned on earlier in the shower when she caught me with an erection. I let go of her breasts and tried to keep it from being too obvious that I was distracting myself from the sex. I didn't want her to think that I wasn't enjoying it.

"I'll slow down," she said, surprising me that she could tell just from my body language. "It's ok, we can talk too."

I smiled at her. She was so beautiful it was hardly unexpected that a man would shoot off prematurely with her. Even after six years of marriage, right before Gracie was conceived, I still had the hots for her.

"Are you excited to see your sister finally?" Adrienne asked.

I bit my lip so hard it almost bled, just to keep from climaxing right then and there. Before Adrienne could notice, I pretended to shift as if I was uncomfortable. She moved just a bit but kept our connection.

"Of course," I replied. "It's been way too long."

Adrienne slowly lifted her slick cunt up my shaft and then brought it back down, in a wonderful milking motion. She kept undulating like that while we spoke, somehow keeping the conversation completely detached from the sex even though it was happening with eagerness.

"I'm excited for her to see Gracie," she said, reaching down to touch herself. I could feel her fingertips bumping my groin when she would bottom out on me. "She needs her aunt in her life. I can't believe we've let so much time pass without them seeing each other."

I really needed to change the subject, for the sake of my emotions more than anything. I didn't want to just say that, or else it would be suspicious. I flashed her a smile.

"Can I...?" I asked the question without really asking, but Adrienne smiled in understanding.

"You're in a naughty mood," she said, lifting herself up and off of my cock but then leaning back down to spit on it heavily. I had to lift my hips to get it above the surface of the water.

After she had lubed it up enough, she put her hips back over mine but moved forward just slightly to position her ass over my cock this time. I aimed it as she carefully set herself down on me, and the head of my penis sunk right into her anus. She breathed deeply, relaxing her body and taking me with surprising ease. This wasn't our first anal romp, after all.

After a good minute of working it into her, she finally settled onto me and had almost my entire length up her butt. Adrienne leaned forward and kissed me passionately. For some reason, anal sex really brought out the devil in her. It wasn't that it felt especially good to her, although she would argue that it had its merits. It was just the kinky nature of the act that spurred her on.

We tongued each others' mouths as she started to move her hips. I thrust in and out of her butthole and kept the motion going. Finally she leaned back and held herself up on the edge of the tub. I had a wonderful view of her pussy and my dick disappearing into the tight sphincter just below it. I fingered her cunt while we fucked, and she bit her lip when she came from the stimulation. We couldn't be too loud in case Gracie came looking for us.

"You want it inside?" I huffed.

She nodded, still recovering from her strong climax. I slowed my pace and thrust with more of a stroking motion, letting the pleasure build and build until I could feel the impending explosion. Adrienne was watching my face carefully, and as I grimaced she had the most erotic expression, like she was intensely aroused by watching me enjoy myself. When she felt me tense up in her butt, she groaned and clenched onto me tightly.

I grabbed her hips and held her down onto me, burying myself in her body and claiming that tight little stretch of space in her ass. I filled her gut with the cum that was wrenched from my balls by the intense spasms of my orgasm. After the brief but intense moment had passed, the heat was over and Adrienne was smiling at me. We had been torrid lovers for those few minutes, but immediately we were back to being best friends and partners. It was one of the best parts of sex with someone you truly loved.

"That was fun," she said, extracting herself from the act and relaxing for a moment.

I squeezed my dick and felt a trailing spasm in my loins. I breathed in relief, not even realizing how badly I had needed this.

We dried off and hurried downstairs to get ready for the rest of the day. My sister and mother would be here in just a few hours and Adrienne had planned a big dinner to welcome them. After that pleasant reminder of how attracted to my wife I was, I felt more confident now that the prospect of seeing my sister again after all this time wouldn't open the floodgate to all those emotions and feelings from the past.

This shouldn't be hard, I kept telling myself. The past is the past. Let it stay that way.

Part Two

The rest of the day, I kept checking my phone every few minutes. I knew Katy and I had agreed to break off communication during our hiatus from the normal sibling relationship, but for some reason I was expecting her to send me a text or something right before they arrived. Maybe just a word or two to say hello or reiterate the boundaries that we both knew had to exist while she was staying here.

Adrienne, Gracie and I were waiting patiently in the living room that evening when we saw my mother's car pull into our driveway. With a huge knot in my stomach, I turned the TV off and Gracie jumped up from her spot on the floor where she had been coloring.

"Grandma's here!" she squealed, and hurried to the front door.

There was a bit of anxious excitement in Adrienne too, by the way she nearly skipped after our daughter. I thought it was strange how excited she was by seeing my sister again. Possibly because her own family was very small, she found enjoyment at having my family together whenever possible. My mother and her got along splendidly, no strife or irritation like was so common.

I saw my mother get out of the passenger seat and she was already smiling. Gracie was out the door and running to her, and she kneeled down and did the grandma thing of smothering her with kisses and admiring how much she had grown. I tried to keep my eyes on them, and not on the driver side door opening. I knew Katy would step out from behind it and I would see her for the first time in three years. She could look totally different now. That would actually help.

As if our eyes were magnetically drawn to each other, I caught sight of her large golden eyes as soon as they came into view. She was staring right back at me too, our gaze unbroken and uninterrupted even as she closed the car door and walked over. Her hair was shorter than I remembered, just above the shoulders and layered now, but still her usual reddish brown. She was shorter than me, shorter than Adrienne, though they both shared the thin frame that was more elegant than scrawny.

Katy wore a camisole top and capri pants, both of which were tight and showed off her womanly curves. Did she do that on purpose, or was this how all single girls her age dressed nowadays? Adrienne dressed a little more subdued, but then again she could make any boring outfit look sexy. Our eyes stayed locked for longer than was comfortable, and I broke the stare finally and focused on my mother walking towards me with her arms out.

"My boy," she said, kissing my cheek and hugging me. "Still looking fit as a fiddle."

"How was the drive?" I asked, typical boring small talk between family. I almost embraced boring right now.

"Eh," she said, waving her hand dismissively. "This one, she drives too fast and pisses off everyone around her. But does she care? Nah."

Adrienne and Katy hugged, which was oddly pleasant to see. Katy seemed really happy, and of course her large eyes lit up even more when Gracie approached her.


Katy's Smell: Day 01



"Remember me?" she said, kneeling down to her. I couldn't tell if it was the sound of her voice or the latent suggestion of accusation in those words that hit me harder. Both in different ways, but it was easier to think about the latter. It might not have been intentional, but those two words were like a magnifying glass on the fact that it had been three years. Screw the fact that we both had agreed to that situation. It still hurt, either her or me or the family.

Gracie was shy at first but I was glad to see her warm up to Katy quickly. Who wouldn't? The girl was beautiful and warm. If this test of our former distance held up and we both came out successful in the end, then we might be able to endure more frequent visits. I would love for Gracie to have that, but there were always costs and risks to these things.

Adrienne, bless her heart, whisked Gracie and my mother inside the house. I swear she did that on purpose to let me and Katy reconnect privately. Maybe she assumed that the distance had been because of hurt feelings on either side. Or maybe she just figured this was what long-lost siblings needed. At least we were outside in the open, where the possibility of being seen was strong enough that we would keep our meeting low key.

She sauntered up to me, keeping her eyes off of me somehow. I couldn't do that, I was glued to the sight of her. That wasn't even the strongest aspect of my weakness.

"So..." She glanced up to me finally and her face was a mixture of controlled calm and frenzied excitement. "How has it been?"

I wanted to check behind me to see if anyone inside the house was watching. Adrienne wouldn't allow that, I was safe. My mother was probably just as anxious for us to patch things up, as she saw the issue in her own mind. I wish it was just as simple as that, a simple misunderstanding between family members that could be talked through and forgotten. Ours was a problem far too unique.

I shrugged. "Quiet."

After a moment of silence, she nodded. "Good. Job is good?"

I nodded.

"Family?"

Again, I nodded.

"Gracie is adorable. Adrienne being good to you?"

Not the other way around, if I was being good to Adrienne, the concern was for me. I caught on immediately and that seemed to trigger my fears.

"She's wonderful," I answered, but my tone was almost sad.

Katy wasn't stupid. She saw the conflict in my eyes. She stepped slightly closer, still about two feet away, but the gesture was done with intent.

"Is this going to work?" she asked, afraid of what my answer would be.

"It has to," I said. "It's too late now, if you leave Mom won't give up trying to find out why."

"I can make something up," she offered. "I've been able to do that for three years."

Again, the accusing words that she probably didn't even mean. But they were there to remind me that I was at least half the reason why things were the way they were. I chose to ignore her and change the subject.

"Have you found anyone?" I asked.

She took a moment to shake her head, slowly and forced as if she was fighting her natural instinct to keep the information from me.

I lowered my head in defeat. I worried she would do this.

"Not in three years?" I said in disbelief.

She shrugged. "There've been some dates here and there. No futures in any of them though."

"We should start walking inside," I suggested, moving to do just that.

She walked alongside me, as if we were just having a casual chat.

"Do me a favor?" she said, forcing a smile.

"What?"

"Fuck your wife tonight," she said, without hesitation or inhibition. "Twice if you have to. Then find an excuse to come talk to me after everyone has gone to sleep."

I was surprised at her suggestion, though not at all by her inappropriate suggestion. In fact, I knew exactly why she was asking this rather odd request of me. She needed my head to be clear. I didn't know what she would do to clear her own head, but apparently she felt she could keep herself under control on her own.

"We both know that won't totally stop things from escalating," I replied, reaching for the door.

"Then jerk off if you have to," she retorted, flashing me a look. "You need my panties to do it?"

I practically slammed the door closed after I had just begun to open it. "Hey, watch your mouth!"

She seemed unapologetic. "I'm serious. We both know what will happen if you come to see me and you haven't drained your balls. I'm not saying it won't be my fault. This is a mutual problem we have. It's for the best."

As bizarre as it must have sounded for a sister to suggest such a thing to her brother, part of me worried that she was spot on.

"...I'll see what I can do," I answered finally, opening the door before she had a chance to say more shocking things. Even worse, before she said something dangerous like 'I love you' or anything of the sort. I didn't know what would happen then.

Once we were inside, Katy went to the kitchen to help Adrienne with dinner. Mom was giving Gracie all the attention she desired, so I went back outside to get their things and bring them in. I hauled their bags downstairs to the den where the guest room was. Mom was going to sleep there and Katy was going to use the pullout couch in my office. The office was down in the basement, completely separated from the rest of the house and two floors away from the bedrooms upstairs.

I put Mom's bags away first, then took Katy's things down to my office. I thought about opening them and rummaging through her clothes, not sure what I was looking for. I decided against it though. But I did take a moment to calm myself.

Seeing Katy again had been intoxicating. I couldn't lie about it, and she would see right through me anyway. She probably already had. I'm sure my face when we spoke gave it all away. I started opening the couch to pull the bed out, and remembered one of the first times our relationship had started to change.

We were just kids, I was 13 and she was 11. Why was it exactly that I had always wanted to sleep on the couch? It was one of those weird kid things, like it was a treat to sleep somewhere other than my bed. Mom didn't really care, it wasn't like I was a high maintenance kid that was always getting into trouble. Usually when I asked for something, she obliged.

One night when I was on the couch, I heard Katy sneak into the living room. Mom was fast asleep upstairs, and in that old house you had to be quiet when you moved because of the creaking floorboards. She had been good at keeping silent. We learned to do that almost immediately. It was just about patience, not letting the excitement of the game overwhelm our inhibitions.

I was in my pajamas and she was in hers. I had a quilt thrown over me but it wasn't exactly cold at the time. Katy poked at my arm to wake me up, but I wasn't asleep. I saw a strange look on her face even in the darkness.

"Hey," she whispered. "Wanna play?"

What a strange thing to say to someone in the middle of the night, I thought to myself. I would admit, with some amount of shame, that I secretly wanted my wife to say those words to me, in that same innocent manner. I couldn't tell her though, that wouldn't be the same. The innocence wouldn't be there, she would just be doing something I asked her to do.

Being a pubescent young boy, I never denied her. I never really had to be the one to ask, strangely enough. I would have, if not for her enthusiasm for it. I would have crawled into her room at night and practically begged her to play if I knew she was willing. But she was always the first one. The forbidden desire was hers foremost. I was the lucky recipient. In the beginning, anyway. It would eventually turn into something else that would confuse me for years afterward, until I was forced to escape the situation and try to start a life without her in it.

I smoothed the sheets on the hideaway and made it up for Katy. Knowing she was going to sleep here tonight, and every night for the next week, made the act of preparing the spot somehow enticing. A brother shouldn't feel this way, I knew. I had a wife and daughter, both of which I loved greatly, and yet here I was remembering all those times Katy and I had fooled around growing up.

It had started with simple touching. Noticing the interesting body parts of the opposite sex. You couldn't just go up to one of your friends or school mates and ask them about their genitals, much less try to touch them. But if you had a sibling that you were always close to, especially so after your father passed away, there were practically no secrets.

For some reason we never felt the shame afterwards that I know would have curbed this activity. We never got caught, and it never seemed to be a point of embarrassment between us. We were helping each other out, and were both happy to do it.

Curiosity quickly turned from mostly visual to always tactile. I let her touch me, wherever she wanted. She let me do the same in return. We somehow knew not to try combining our parts, at least in the beginning. Not because it was wrong, but because in our minds we weren't old enough to do that. Such a long and thick appendage couldn't possibly fit inside of her tight crevice anyway.

As we got older, it became readily apparent that we weren't going to stop any time soon. I think we eventually realized there was a reason that siblings weren't supposed to be doing these things. Neither of us made much of an attempt with the opposite sex throughout high school. Why bother with all that drama when we had everything we wanted right at home? Girls, besides Katy of course, were all incredibly high maintenance and a lot of effort for little to no reward.

I didn't need to try and impress a girl just so she would hold my hand or cuddle with me in the car. Katy did all of those things all the time, without being asked. Mom was working a lot after Dad died. We were home alone most afternoons and some evenings while she worked shifts as a nurse. Sometimes we would watch TV all night or just sit and talk. We'd eat terrible frozen pizza, sit through awful movies just because they were rated R, and of course fool around. Long nights like that always began and ended the same way, and we went to bed satisfied.

That satisfaction became more over time. One night, when Katy was feeling especially adventurous, things progressed to the point of no return and we lost our virginity to each other. I pulled out, but it was still so incredibly wrong that I finally felt shame at what we had done, what we had been doing all this time. Katy didn't feel the same though. She insisted we do it again, but I just went to bed and fretted with the decision we had made.

For a few weeks, we kept a distance between us. She understood my fear, but didn't agree with it. She had been having some strange cramping throughout her teen years and never had a regular period. We both suspected she had problems with her girl stuff, but I still feared that a real sexual relationship could end up in pregnancy. That would be a terrible way for Mom to find out what we were up to all these years.

She got Mom to take her to the doctor, and after some tests they determined that she would never have children. I think Mom was more devastated than Katy. In fact, there was a measure of relief in finding that out, for both of us. That very night, we had sex again, and this time I didn't pull out.

That was the night we both knew we were in trouble. We slept together that night and I held her in my arms. While she slept, I noticed for the first time that her sex had a distinct smell. It was intoxicating and addictive to me. Her pheromones were imprinted onto me and I was smitten at a chemical level. This was my sister, whose body should be a mystery to me, but it was far too late now. We were conjoined spirits.

I shook my head and forced my thoughts back to the present. I was staring at the hideaway bed and Katy's bag resting next to it. I lost the battle of will and unzipped it. Inside was a treasure trove of clothing items that would have her smell. I rummaged a bit until I found a pair of panties, and fetched it before closing the bag.

I held it up close to my face and inhaled deeply. The aroma was there, not dirty or soiled in any way, just the pure sex smell of Katy's womanhood. It had been years since I had smelled it. The distinct flavor of her body came back to me in waves, and I remembered the taste of her pussy and the skin on her breasts and the back of her neck. I remembered kissing her lips and tasting vaginal fluid left there from when she had sucked on my penis right after penetrating her.

If anyone had seen me at that moment, tenting my pants with an impossibly hard erection and my sister's panties in my hand, they would be shocked and no doubt suspect that I was a common pervert panty sniffer. It would have appeared exactly so, but it wasn't that simple. I didn't get off on sniffing panties, I got off on smelling my sister. The item of clothing had nothing to do with it, save for the close proximity to her genitals that the garment often had.

I stuffed Katy's panties down the front of my pants and spread it across my crotch. The idea that she would discover it missing wasn't an issue. I imagined that if she realized it was gone, she would understand who had taken it and why. She had already offered to let me have them. She might be somewhat disappointed that I had actually needed them, or maybe excited that I was still showing interest in her even though we had agreed to fight our urges.

I stayed semi hard as I came back upstairs to join the family. I just needed to get upstairs to the master bathroom so I could quickly relieve myself. I could return the panties later when we met as we had agreed.

Part Three

Adrienne's dinner was exquisite and fortunately for me she and my mother did most of the talking. Katy sat next to Gracie at the table and busied herself with paying her niece all the attention she wanted. It was really nice to see Katy interacting with my family so well. We didn't look at each other much and we hardly said a word to each other the whole meal.

After dinner I helped Adrienne clean up while Katy and my mother took Gracie into the living room. I flirted with my wife while we loaded the dishwasher, as if it negated any forbidden feelings I had been having. I still had Katy's panties stuffed into my boxers the whole evening. I had used them to jerk myself off into my bathroom sink, but I couldn't just leave them somewhere to be discovered. I didn't want to be seen going back down into my office, so it just seemed logical to keep them there. Logical, and arousing. I was already losing the battle of will.

The night dragged on for a while, and even after we put Gracie to bed my mother wanted to stay up and talk. When Katy excused herself to go to bed, Mom almost immediately followed suit. She was probably trying to give Katy an opportunity to talk to me, but to be honest we really didn't say much to each other. Mom was good about not pushing too hard but I could sense what she was trying to do.

Finally Adrienne and I went to bed. I remembered what Katy had asked me to do when she first arrived. She wanted me to drain my balls before going to see her after everyone was asleep. As we brushed our teeth I wondered if Adrienne would even be up for sex. She looked so tired from all the work she had put into this evening. I didn't want her to feel bad by having to turn me down, so I didn't press her.

I laid in bed that night with my eyes wide open staring straight up at the ceiling. Adrienne breathed deeply next to me, out cold it seemed. It was after midnight and I knew that Katy was waiting for me to pay her a visit. I worried about what I should expect. Neither of the possible outcomes seemed better than the other in my mind. Either she would be mad at me and talk sternly about our boundaries and how we shouldn't be alone this week, or she would pounce on me and we would fuck madly.

I couldn't resist the urge to find out any longer, so I carefully pulled back the covers and tried to get up from the bed without disturbing my wife. As soon as I planted my feet on the floor, I heard her stir awake.

"Hey..." she said sleepily. "You ok?"

Dammit, what would I say? "Fine, I just...want to get a drink."

She swung her arm lazily toward me and touched my hip. "No, it's ok. I know what you're doing."

I grew nervous after hearing that, even though I could have assumed she was still half asleep and not fully aware of what she was saying.

"Take all the time you need," she continued. "I'll cover for you tomorrow if you don't get any sleep."

I was still frozen in place, as her words seemed to eerily fit a situation that she couldn't possibly know anything about. It was almost like she was giving me her blessing to go fuck my sister.

"Huh?" I managed, dumbfounded.

Adrienne rubbed her eyes. "You're going to talk to Katy, right? I think that's great. You have a lot to catch up on and you've barely spoken tonight. Go spend some time with her and reconnect."

I breathed in relief. "Oh, uh...yeah. You're right. Thanks, we'll be quiet."

Adrienne flashed me a quick smile before rolling over and going back to sleep.

I should have felt guilty that for the first three years of our marriage, I had been secretly fucking my sister behind her back. That's what I should have felt, and I readily knew that, but unfortunately that just wasn't how it was. I was in so deep with Katy that I don't think guilt was even possible for me anymore. We shared such a strong connection that there was no way I would ever break things off with her. That was how I felt back then, anyway.

As I walked down the stairs to my office, I thought about what would happen if anyone found out about this secret. Would Adrienne divorce me? Would I lose Gracie? Would my mother never speak to me again? Those were scary possibilities, especially losing my wife and daughter, but I felt like I couldn't help myself. Maybe I was overthinking everything and that wasn't what Katy wanted anyway. Maybe we were just going to talk and things would stay physically dead between us.

I was slow and quiet, just like we had learned to be in our old house growing up, and I saw a very dim light on in my office under the door. She was still awake, expecting me. That was a good sign. I still had her panties stuffed into my boxers, so I reached into them and pulled the panties out. I balled them up in my hand and very slowly opened the door. I honestly didn't even think about knocking, strangely enough.

Katy was sitting on the hideaway bed with her tablet. She looked up when she heard the door open, and smiled at me. It wasn't a big smile, not especially happy, more like an acceptance of a necessary occurrence that needed to take place. We needed to get this over with, and she was just glad to do so. I closed the door behind me and stood there in silence.

She was wearing a tank top and panties, not overly appropriate to be seen in by her estranged brother but considering our past not really shocking. Apparently it didn't bother her that I would see her in her underwear. Was that a good sign? Or was danger in our near future?

She eyed the ball of panties in my hand. "Good, I'm glad you took care of things."

I extended the panties to her with my arm out as far as I could reach without moving closer. She accepted them and held them up for inspection. She frowned.

"You didn't use them?" she asked in disappointment.

I shook my head. "No, I used them. I just didn't cum in them."

What a strange conversation for siblings to be having, yet here we were. This was not strange at all, apparently.

Katy threw them to the floor near her bag. "Well, at least you made an effort. Come sit with me."




Katy's Smell: Day 01



I carefully moved to the bed and sat on the very edge of a corner. She had her legs crossed indian style, hunched over a bit. She was still a skinny thing, but something about her body drove me wild still. I kept my eyes on hers to prevent any unnecessary distraction.

She stared right back at me with those gorgeous eyes. We were trying to read each other before saying anything. Would one of us break before the silent inspection was over?

"Did it work?" she asked finally.

I raised an eyebrow. "Did what work?"

She gestured around us like I was an idiot. "This! Did our separation work? Were you able to get over me and move on with your life? You have a nice house, awesome family, great job I assume."

I lowered my head, almost hurt by her words. "Getting over you was not my intent."

She cocked her head. "What do you mean? Wasn't that the whole point?"

I sighed. "How can I ever? Are you over me?"

That caught her off guard, and she didn't answer. In fact she swallowed nervously as if she had just been caught doing something wrong. I would be lying if I said that didn't give my heart the faintest glimmer of happiness.

"I guess not," she admitted. "So then that three years was all for nothing?"

I looked at her with sadness in my eyes. Did she even realize how hard it had been to break away from her with the knowledge that we wouldn't speak or even acknowledge each other for an undetermined amount of time? It had been the most painful thing I had ever felt, right up there with Dad dying.

She scooted closer to me, and I didn't recoil like I probably should have. I could smell her now, the naturally beautiful aroma of her skin. Was she doing that on purpose, wearing so little because she knew how her smell drove me wild?

"I hate that we had to do that," she said softly, her eyes digging holes into me. "I know it was the right thing to do, but I hated it and I hate it now. We lost something precious by being apart for so long. I lost my amazing niece for the first years of her life. I'll never get those years back."

I shook my head. "Why are you doing this? We both agreed-"

She sighed in exasperation and leaned back on her hands. Her body was more exposed to me now, but the conversation was emotional enough that I didn't really notice overtly. If this was three years ago, we would have been naked and holding each other while talking, even with this level of emotion. We used to be the same person, and it was difficult for us to be close again without joining together.

"The reason I came here," she began, looking down, "was because it wasn't getting any easier. I wasn't moving on, and I was dying inside not being with you. You don't know how many times I sat up at night holding my phone in my hands, ready to text you or call you just to hear you say 'hello' before I hung up."

She was twisting my heart with these words. I had to consciously hold myself back from pouncing on her and squeezing her tightly in my arms.

"We can't do this," I said slowly. "It's too dangerous."

Katy looked up at me again with wet eyes. "You don't think I know that?"

"Then what do you expect me to do?" I asked in frustration.

She shook her head, on the verge of crying now. "I never fucked anyone else. Ever. The whole time I was with you, and for the last three years."

That did it. I felt my heart go up into my throat and there was this incredible tension all around me that made me want to jump out of my skin. I was her only one. How could that be possible? I knew she could have any guy she wanted, even for just a hookup. I was staring at her with a dumb look but really my mind was racing and I was somewhere else lost in my thoughts. Was that really possible?

She leaned close and her hand trailed onto my leg. Her skin touching mine was like fire, and her smell was driving me wild. I breathed it in, closing my eyes as I savored it, and she just watched me, waiting to see how I'd react to her obvious body language. She wanted me to fuck her, and god knows I wanted the same thing deep down, but I had some last bit of control over the situation. I was the one with the power here, this was my house, I was the one who came to see her.

"Did you fuck her?" Katy whispered to me, her face closing in. Her lips were so close to mine, I had only to lean forward just the slightest before...

I swallowed with some difficulty. "No."

As if that fact was the thing that pushed it all over the edge, Katy looked at me with pity before lunging at me. Did she think I had abated sex with my wife to save it for her? I didn't have time to decide before our hands were all over each others' bodies.

Somewhere in the mix we both yanked her tank top off her body and my t shirt followed suit. She went for my boxers but she couldn't even touch my dick before I thrust it up into her. We hadn't even gotten her panties off, I was too rushed to be inside of her. I moved them to the side and entered her tight hole, which felt all too familiar to me by now. She had always been tight, and steaming hot for my pleasure.

We kissed as much as we moved against each other. I had to keep my mouth on hers or else she might make noise and wake someone up. Somewhere amidst our mouths intertwining, I tasted the salty wetness of tears on her face. That really got to me, knowing how emotional this was for her. It was for me too, but it was akin to that first realization that someone else could feel such heated love for you. It was humbling and uplifting and equally emotional all at once.

After a good minute of rutting, I slowed my pace and we melted into each other. It became a soft display of love between two kindred spirits. The heat was still there, it had just melted us into formless creatures that didn't have the adrenaline to force the act. We weren't acting anymore, just reacting to each other.

Eventually, without either of us climaxing, we slowed to almost nothing. I was staring at Katy's face, our eyes locked together. We didn't say anything for a long while, just that open staring with no barriers or inhibitions. There was nothing that we could have said that would detach us from this moment.

"I promise I won't ruin this," Katy blurted, out of the blue.

I was sliding my cock up into her pussy at that moment, dragging it along her walls as I moved back and pulled it out. Not all the way, just to the tip before I pushed back into her slowly. Her mouth slacked just a bit as I brought her pleasure that she apparently hadn't felt for three years.

"We have to be careful," I said, still fucking her but surprisingly clear in my head.

She nodded. "Yes, of course."

We didn't say anything else for a while, we just kept a steady motion of sex. We kissed gently and softly at random intervals. I touched her small breasts and sucked at her neck. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and I thrust deep into her and let loose. She cried out, stifling her mouth into my chest as she accepted it all. She wanted it as badly as I wanted to give it to her. I weakly rutted against her hips until I was spent, and collapsed on top of her.

After some time of recovery, I realized I hadn't made her cum yet. During our time together, we always traded orgasms, or if someone was to have more than the other it was always her. I remembered times when we would try to break our record. How many times could she cum in five minutes? Sometimes we lost count and just kept going until one of us was too tired.

Remembering those fun times made me scoot back a bit, bringing a frown from her at first, and withdraw my body from hers. I reached down for her cunt and felt her smooth lips with my fingers. I split her open roughly until I found her clit. She sighed when I did, enjoying the feel of my fingers touching her sex.

I started circling her clit with my fingertip while we just stared at each other. God, she was so beautiful. She looked the same as before, barely changed at all with three years of age. Her naked body looked the same too. I glanced down to see my handy work and enjoyed noticing how red and swollen her pussy was. She followed my gaze and watched my fingers work their magic.

She grunted and moaned when I finally got her off. She thrust into my fingers and climaxed heavily, spilling my cum out of her sopping cunt as it convulsed. I kept going, not content with just one. I had to do this for her to make up for all that time she wasn't getting any sex while I had all I wanted with my wife. I kept it up even though she was so sensitive by now and didn't stop until she convulsed again. I was rewarded with a small flood of juice that left a large wet patch on the bed.

I brought my wet fingers up to my mouth and sucked on them before leaning in close to her and kissing her full on the lips. She hungrily sucked on my mouth, tasting her own fluids unabashedly. She was never one to shy away from her own taste.

We ended up relaxing against each other, still naked and exposed and my cum dripping from both of us. We absently played with each others' genitals just like we used to during an especially boring movie or when we wanted to be quiet but still have some fun. We used to purposely go slow on each other to see who could hold out the longest. This wasn't exactly like that but something akin to it. The memory was a nice one that we wanted to share again.

"What are we going to do this week?" she asked me finally, still stroking me off.

"Whatever you want to do," I answered, thinking she was talking about the entire family and which activities we would all engage in.

"Ground rules?" she asked.

I guess she was steering this conversation back toward sex. That was fine, it wasn't like I would shy away from the subject with her. Not while my fingers were buried to the hilt inside of her wet cunt.

"Good idea," I agreed.

"How often do you usually have sex with Adrienne?"

I shrugged. "A few times a week. It won't matter."

She smiled. "Are you sure? You're getting older."

I laughed. "It won't stop me even if my balls are dry. I'm still going to fuck you."

She squeezed my penis playfully. "When? Where? You can't keep coming down here every night."

I nodded. "Maybe not, but I could tell everyone that we need to be alone to work out...whatever problem they think we have."

She shook her head. "More lies. It's getting old, you know."

I eyed her carefully. "It's not like we have a choice, you know."

"Don't we?" She looked sad to even be saying that. "We were able to stay apart for all this time, even though it killed me. But we did it. Are we being selfish by risking this?"

I pulled away from her grasp and put my body over hers again. This time, I tugged at her panties until they came off, and I slipped my cock back up inside of her. I wasn't planning to cum again, but I just needed to feel her tight warmth. It was so sweetly emotional to be with her like this again. She was my kid sister even now.

"We never set out to hurt anyone," I said in almost a whisper. Our eyes were locked on each other. "It's going to be complicated, but not impossible."

Katy looked like she wanted to cry. "This whole 'estranged sibling' shtick isn't going to last forever. The more we're together, the less we can keep up that facade."

"We don't need to keep it up," I said, feeling my loins stir from our sex. This girl, she drove me wild with desire! "No more acting. We're not going to separate again, that was obviously futile. We were barely together a day and we're already back to our old habits."

She sniffed, but a smile came over her face. "You're right, it was stupid to think it wouldn't happen. Do you regret it?"

I couldn't believe it but I really wanted to cum again. I pulled my cock out of her pussy and spit heavily onto my fingers to wet it further. She looked down to see what I was doing, and instinctively pulled her legs up further to give me access to her asshole. She knew I liked anal, and anything we did together gave her pleasure, so there was no hesitation or need to ask permission.

I positioned the tip of my cock at her tight back entrance and pushed. It had been a while, of course, and it took some work, but I eventually managed to stuff a few inches into her ass. She grimaced, either in pain or pleasure, but was working just as hard as I was to get it into her butt. She started masturbating as I fed more into her. She was so tight I knew I could blow whenever I wanted.

"How could I regret this?" I replied to her, finally. "How can I resist you? You've always been the one I lusted after. We're closer than any other two people I know of. We were apart for three years and we're already back to the way we were before. How can we deny each other anymore?"

She stared up at my face while she continued to finger her clit as I assaulted her body. I ravaged her ass, pistoning in and out in full length thrusts. She came first, closing her eyes and grimacing with intense pleasure. She let out the cutest little squeal when she climaxed, and it drove me over the edge. I grunted and buried myself up into her rectum and let loose yet another load. Counting my sex with Adrienne earlier, and then masturbating with Katy's panties, and now having sex twice with her, I was completely spent by the time I finished painting the inside of her butt with my seed.

I stayed deep inside of her like that, and we just stared at each other. We were both a mess, bodily fluids all over the both of us. I would have to shower before going back to bed.

For the next hour or so, we just chatted about our lives since we last saw each other. It was like old times again, one of us in the other's bedroom late at night. Katy was thoroughly sexed in both of her holes and I was past spent, but she was still playing with my cock, pulling at my foreskin and staring at it in general admiration while she listened to me talk about my job.

We were both exhausted by now and agreed to part for the night. There would be plenty of opportunity for us to make up for lost time over the week. I had taken some time off work and Adrienne wanted us to do some fun things together, mostly for Gracie's benefit. Katy surprised me by saying that Adrienne invited her to go along with her on her morning jog. She seemed excited about it and was looking forward to getting to know my wife better.

I kissed her goodnight and took a moment to inhale her scent. She stayed motionless as I did, knowing full well how addicted I was to her smell. I grazed my hand over her small breasts and we just breathed on each other for a long moment. Finally I broke away and left her.

I showered and returned to my bed, where my wife was sound asleep. I lay awake for as long as I could and stared at her. She was so beautiful, and I loved her so much it hurt, yet there was this other part of me that was claimed by Katy. Was I crazy for thinking that this wouldn't tear me apart, or worse my family?

What troubled me more was, why didn't it feel wrong? What possible future could this dual relationship have that wouldn't end in heartbreak?

The rest of the week would have to play out in order to find out...



Katy's Smell: Day 02



 All persons in this story involved in sexual activity are 18 years of age or older.

*****

Part One

When I woke up, I wasn't sure where I was for a moment. It felt as if I was back home in my old bedroom for a good few seconds. I had slept like a rock after last night with Katy. Just like before, in the good old days. I was used to being drained every night and, if she didn't come wake me up for more fun, I'd wake up refreshed and ready to do it all over again.

I yawned and stretched and soon came to my senses. This was the present day and I was in the bed I shared with my wife. She was not in it with me, however. I glanced over to the alarm clock and couldn't believe how late it was. Adrienne was surely out for her morning run, which meant Katy was with her. My mother would be downstairs with Gracie, if that was the case. It was nice of them all to let me sleep in.

I threw on some shorts and a t-shirt and went downstairs to see what my mother and daughter were up to. When I entered the kitchen, the two of them were cleaning up the remains of waffles.

"Morning!" my mother said when she saw me.

"Daddy!" Gracie exclaimed. "We made breakfast! I got to mix the goo."

I smiled at her and noticed there were a few left. "That's great, honey. Do I get to try some?"

She beamed up at me as I approached. My mother kissed me on the cheek as I dished myself up.

"I'm so proud of my boy," she said. "Such a good provider for his family."

I laughed it off. She always talked about how this house was too much for the three of us, that it must have cost a fortune. I didn't like to talk about money with her, even though as a single mother that topic surely consumed her adult life. She struggled so hard just so we could get by and here I was with more than she had ever had in her life.

"I'm just fortunate," I said while I poured syrup all over my waffles. "You showed me how to work hard because you always did."

"It's not just your job," Mom said, letting Gracie hand her the dishes that must have been from all of their breakfast, including Adrienne and Katy. "All your neighbors have boats and new cars, and you're more careful with your money. That makes me happy that you're being smart while every other young family seems to be the opposite."

I munched a few bites of waffle before replying. "We have everything we need. What are you getting at?"

I suspected that she was going somewhere with this money discussion, and I was right. The look on her face gave it all away. She finished putting the dishes away with Gracie and came to sit next to me.

"I'm worried about your sister," she said with a serious tone.

My heart skipped a beat at the mention of Katy but I hid it well. "Oh?"

"She's depressed," Mom explained, "even though she would never admit it. But I can tell. She doesn't go out with friends anymore, she doesn't seem to be in a hurry to find a good job, and the two of you didn't see each other for three years."

I nodded, though in reality I knew that I was the reason for all of those things. I just couldn't tell my own mother that the reason my sister was depressed was because she and I were in love with each other on a level that no one else could ever understand.

"It may be none of my business," Mom continued, "but it worries me that something could come between you two like that. I'm thrilled that she agreed to come along finally, after all this time. You'd tell me if it was something serious, wouldn't you?"

I frowned. "What do you mean, serious?"

She glanced to Gracie to make sure she was out of earshot, and whispered her reply. "Drugs?"

I shook my head. "It's not drugs, Mom."

She didn't seem very relieved. "Then what? Is it something to do with me?"

I sighed. "It's nothing. We just let things get in the way and time slipped away. I've been busy at work and just never found the time to see her. Not a big deal. We talked about it last night too. She's fine. We're fine."

Blaming my job was an easy out for me, because Mom had no idea what I actually did. It would be so boring to describe the technical details of being an engineer, and I was counting on that. I had worked late maybe four or five times in the three years that I had this job, but she would believe whatever I told her.

"I'm glad," she replied. "I really am. Your lovely wife seems to like her and they get along so well. And Gracie...she adores Katy and Katy adores her."

"I do regret that they haven't seen each other," I agreed, "more so than me and Katy not seeing each other. We promised to not let that happen anymore."

The patio door near the kitchen opened and Adrienne and Katy bounded into the house just then. They were both sweating from their run, and it didn't escape me that Katy was wearing some of Adrienne's running clothes. They both wore running tights and a tank top, and while I always loved seeing Adrienne dressed like that, it was especially intoxicating to see Katy in something so sexy. Our eyes met as they entered, and she seemed much more chipper today that she had been yesterday.

"Look who's up," Adrienne said, smiling at me as she stretched. "You were still out cold when I got up."

I smiled at her and kept eating my waffles. "Yeah, thanks for letting me miss this awesome breakfast."

Gracie ran right up to Katy, who picked her up and squeezed her while she laughed and squealed. I loved seeing the two of them interacting, but I couldn't keep my penis from inflating as I stared at Katy's skinny curves in those running tights. I had experienced the body underneath them countless times and I knew exactly what they were hiding. Good thing I was sitting down and could hide my erection.

"I'm going to go shower," Adrienne said. "Us girls are going shopping, you want to come?"

It would be a good opportunity to spend time with the family, but being the only guy while they shopped was not exactly appealing. I shrugged.

"Gee, it sounds so exciting, but..."

"He can meet us for lunch after," Mom chimed in.

"Yeah, sounds good," I said.

"Ok, I'll hurry," Adrienne said, running upstairs to shower.

There was a slightly awkward silence in the kitchen now with myself, Mom, Katy and Gracie all together. Mom didn't much care for it, and was totally transparent as she pretended to get a bright idea.

"Gracie," she said, "why don't we go for a walk just like the big girls did?"

Gracie always wanted to do what big girls did. "Ok!"

Mom winked at me and let Gracie lead her away by the hand. Katy and I were silent as we watched them leave out the front door. Then she came and sat at the table next to me. She kept her distance, which was good in case Adrienne came back downstairs.

"Like the pants?" she said to me.

I smiled. "How'd you know?"

Katy smiled knowingly. "I know your libido better than you do. You had a boner the minute I walked in."

I laughed. "You better watch your mouth."

"I'm all sweaty," she said, a slick undertone in her voice. "I better go peel these wet clothes from my glistening body so I can clean myself up."

"Shut up," I hissed, though I was anything but mad. She knew what she was doing to me.

She giggled. "How long does she take in the shower?"

Damn, this girl was still horny after all that we did together last night? "At least a half hour."

"Is she expecting you to go up there and do some sexy time with her?" Her question showed no amount of shame as she inquired about my private marital habits.

I shook my head. "We did that yesterday. She wouldn't want to be distracted when shopping is at stake."

She laughed, and got up from the table. "Come on. You have some work to do in your office while I shower. You asked my permission, and I said it was ok."

She reached her hand out, and just like Gracie with Mom, Katy led me away from the kitchen and down to the bathroom just outside my office where she was staying. My shorts tented obscenely the whole way, especially as I stared at her ass in those tight pants.

We heard the shower running upstairs, and in the back of our minds that was the cue that we could be naughty together as long as we could hear it. We left the office door open so we could hear in case anyone was approaching, and Katy knelt in front of me and pulled my shorts down just enough for my dick to spring free.

I ran my fingers through her hair as she went to work. She had a lot of time to make up for, having gone three years without tasting my penis. I loved the hunger that was obvious in her sucking. She actually enjoyed the way it felt in her mouth. Adrienne was no stranger to tasting my penis, but I never fooled myself into thinking that she was doing it for anyone other than me. With Katy, it seemed like she was the one who was benefiting from the act. She was getting off on it, and back when we were still active together she would often suck on me for no reason other than to satisfy her own urges. I could have cum twice in a row with no possibility of doing it again any time soon, and she would still be gobbling on my semi-hard cock.

I allowed myself to enjoy this without worrying about how I would reciprocate. This was for her more than me. It was strange to say that, especially as a man, but in this case it was true. She needed this. I was the only man she had ever sucked off. I had deprived her of this for years now and I needed to repay her.

She backed her face off my crotch and started jerking my slimy dick in her hand firmly.

"Do you want it on my face, or do I get to taste it after all this time?" she asked, smiling up at me with devilish eyes.

I wanted to laugh but it came out as a groan instead, from the way she was massaging my penis.

"Sounds like I don't have a choice," I said, and closed my eyes for a moment to enjoy what was happening.

"That's right, you don't," she said, and lowered her mouth back down onto me.

As my sister made me cum down her throat, I felt a satisfaction in my heart as much as in my loins. I blasted her tonsils with a thick load of sperm as she crammed my dick into her mouth, trying to get it all in there. I was too big and she could never quite manage it, no matter how hard she tried. I loved when she tried, though. I stared down at her once the largest part of the wave was over and rested my hand on her head while she sucked.

She kept sucking even after I was done, getting at least as much out of this as I was. She swallowed it all, getting every last drop out of me, and finally withdrew. She stood up and grabbed my arm with a serious look in her eyes.

"It's my turn," she said, and led me out of the office and into the bathroom.

In seconds she had her running tights peeled off and I was bending her over the sink. I slid my cock up into her tight pussy and she frigged herself as I fucked her. I was spent but still hard enough to get her off like this. She grunted hard and I felt her cunt convulse around my shaft. It was such a wonderful feeling to make her feel good like that. She spun around and embraced me even while the waves of her climax were still pouring through her.

We hugged each other like that for a long while, still hearing the shower running upstairs. Katy had missed me, I could feel it in the way she held me. I stroked her hair and ignored the sticky mess that my cock was making between our stomachs where it was pinned. Feeling it still hard against her was probably arousing for her, maybe comforting even. If what she had told me was true, and I had every reason to believe it was, she hadn't felt a cock or anything like it for three years.

The shower finally turned off and we took that as our signal to separate. When we released each other, I saw Katy's eyes were watery. She smiled at me and took her tank top off. For just a second she stood there completely naked, me with my dick hanging out of my shorts, but neither of us seeing anything except for our faces.

"Thank you," she said, and moved away to start her own shower.

I pulled my shorts back up and left the bathroom. I didn't want to risk being caught in here just because we were having an emotional moment. How would I explain my naked sister crying while I had my dick out? That wouldn't look good at all.

Part Two

Ironically, I really did have some work to do in my office. After everyone else left to go shopping, I sat at my desk and did my usual e-mail/internet/work routine. Even on my days off it seemed like the firm couldn't do without me. I threw them a bone once in a while to make myself seem all that more valuable.

I sat in my chair leaned all the way back, staring at my monitor as I reviewed a spec sheet from a big job we had going, and holding a pair of Katy's panties in my hand. I was absently squeezing them and rolling them around in my hand, eventually bringing it up to my face and inhaling deeply. It was so strangely comforting to be smelling her while I was busy doing something else. It relaxed me and actually made me think clearer.

My phone buzzed and I saw that Adrienne was texting me. Shit, I had forgotten about lunch. I checked it quickly and saw that she was telling me when and where to meet them. I texted back that I was going to be late, but I hurried to get my work done. I actually wanted to go eat with all the girls in my family, surprisingly. Maybe somewhat just to be around Katy, but also to see my daughter enjoy being with the rest of the family.

After lunch Katy took Gracie to the park while Mom decided to take a nap. Shopping all morning had worn her out, it seemed. Adrienne and I relaxed in the living room and watched some TV.

"Katy seems really happy," she said to break the silence between us.

I didn't take my eyes off the TV, but she knew I was listening. "Oh yeah?"

She nodded. "Did you know that she hasn't had a serious boyfriend in years?"

More like ever, I thought to myself. "I find that hard to believe."

"It's true. I think she's lonely."

"What did she say?" I asked, actually curious to know what fake backstory Katy had come up with to explain herself.

"Not a lot, but I could read between the lines." Adrienne paused momentarily. "She really needs to get laid."

I couldn't hold out a chuckle, and fortunately Adrienne just thought I was just embarrassed or something. She was snickering at me.

"Is that weird to talk about?" she asked. "Her being your sister and all."

"No, no," I assured her. "It's fine. Let's talk about my sister having sex."

She punched my arm. "I'm being serious. How do I know about brothers and sisters? I'm an only child."

"I can't say it's normal for siblings to talk about sex, but then again Katy and I haven't exactly had a normal relationship."

Wow, I was good at telling the truth without giving away the real details. If only my wife knew what my relationship with Katy had been like...

"Maybe with your dad dying and all," Adrienne said, "and with you gone the last few years, she doesn't really know how to deal with men. She's certainly attractive enough, so that's not the issue. And her personality is just fine. What do you think?"

I shrugged. "Maybe she's a lousy fuck."

Adrienne's mouth dropped open at hearing me swear. We kept our language clean around Gracie and usually reserved the F word for the bedroom exclusively. Maybe the occasional slip in response to a bad driver cutting us off. She slapped my arm again.

"So much for not talking about this stuff when it comes to your sister," she shook her head.

"I'm just kidding," I said. "Is that something you'd want to talk to her about?"

Adrienne shrugged. "I don't know. I mean normally, I would say it would be best between us girls. But this is a sensitive topic. Do you think she...was abused or anything?"

I broke my stare from the TV and glanced at my wife at hearing that. "I do not think she was abused."

It wasn't as if I would be mad at Adrienne for suggesting such a thing. She was my wife, after all. If there was anyone who I should be talking openly with, it was her. She must actually be concerned about this if she even mentioned it.

"Well it's not normal," she said. "So there's something going on. And don't think your mother isn't worried to death about it. I usually have a pretty good radar for lesbians, so I know that's not it either."

I laughed. My wife, bless her heart, was very confident when it came to understanding people. Maybe I should have been worried that she would eventually figure out what was really happening here. Should I avoid this conversation? Should I try to change the subject?

"Do you think she's, I don't know, asexual or something?" Adrienne kept prying.

I shrugged. "How the hell would I know?"

"Oh come on," she said, almost dismissing the idea that I wouldn't have that information. "I didn't have brothers or sisters, but I know what they do when they're close in age."

I raised an eyebrow at her, for the first time alarmed at where this was going. "What?"

She glanced around nervously, as if someone might hear us. "You know, sex stuff. When they're young and getting curious. Did you two ever...you know?"

I turned pale, completely unsure of how to respond. I could just lie and say no, and I'm sure she would believe me. That was what any sane person in my situation would do. But there was suddenly this overwhelming urge within me to spill my secret. I felt the weight of it all at that moment and felt the words rising from my throat. The temptation to utter the words aloud to someone else was unbearable. Something had to be said, I just had to choose the right way to word it.

"Uh..." I stammered, ever passing fraction of a second making this more awkward and more obvious that I was hiding something. "Like, what exactly?"

God, I was such an idiot! I was practically announcing to her that Katy and I had done stuff. Even starting down that path would not end up well for anyone.

"You don't need to be embarrassed," Adrienne assured me. "We've never talked about it, but I always assumed that all kids did it. It wouldn't make me think any less of you. You can trust me."

I swallowed, and finally permitted myself to nod. "Maybe."

Adrienne's eyes went wide. It wasn't the shock of disgust, but rather an almost excited realization of something only suspected. If I didn't know any better, I would swear she was aroused by it. This was interesting...

"Really? Like what? How far did it go?"

I shifted uncomfortably on the couch. Most of me was just embarrassed, but a part of me was turned on by the thought that my wife could possibly be ok with incest. I mean, I wasn't exactly "ok" with it myself, under most circumstances. But it would be hypocritical of me to speak against it.

"Just touching and stuff," I said, ignoring the TV but still staring at it.

Adrienne touched my arm, a soft and purposeful touch that said more than she could have spoken in that moment. I muted the TV and set the remote down, and then my attention was directly on her.

"I want to know," she said in a low voice. Her carefully chosen words were uttered with an odd and precise manner. She was stating a fact, but in reality it was issued as a command meant for me. I had no choice in the matter. I had to tell her what she wanted to know.

But how much could she really want to know? If I told her everything, it would surely repel her even if she was "ok" with some amount of incestuous play between siblings. At the most, she could only be aroused by the thought of two kids playing around innocently, not knowing any better, and not hurting each other. Continuing in the practice well into adulthood didn't seem fitting for an innocent fantasy like that. I had to keep it as basic and vague as I could.

"We showed each other our goods," I said, my eyes locked onto Adrienne's. "And we touched each other."

She nodded slightly, accepting my story but not at all satisfied by the amount of details.




Katy's Smell: Day 02



"When I say I want to know," she started, showing a side of herself that I hadn't ever seen before even in our wildest moments, "I mean I want to know in detail."

I shook my head, ready to refuse her and make up some excuse about not wanting to bring up the memories again. Her hand on my arm squeezed me before I could speak.

"No," she said, shaking her head firmly. "No excuses. Even if you fucked her, I want to know."

Hearing her swear was like the icing on the cake. She was horny by the thought of me fucking my sister. Could it possibly be? Or was this something else? Maybe just the openness of my revelation was what got her off. I had to tread lightly, no matter the case.

"Come on, babe," I said, still hesitant to reveal the details.

Her hand on my arm quickly traveled south and she was grabbing at my crotch. I was surprised at her forcefulness. If we had been alone in the house, even if it was just Gracie up in her room, this wouldn't be that rare. But with family staying here, with my mother napping upstairs, with Katy and Gracie only gone for a short while and due back any minute, this was quite the bizarre scenario. Adrienne was creaming herself apparently, and I was going to reap the benefits no doubt. But right here? Now?

"It must be because I never had siblings," she said, in explanation to herself more than me. "I never really thought about it all that much before, and I can't believe I'm saying this, but the thought of a brother and sister screwing around is really hot. It's so wrong, I just can't help it."

I was paralyzed with fear and excitement. What were the chances of my wife being ok with the thought of a brother and sister fucking, and her being married to someone who was actually fucking his sister?

"Really?" I said, dumbfounded.

She had my pants unzipped and I felt her fingers graze my cock. "Yeah, you know? It's like...I don't know, anal sex I guess. Some people would be totally disgusted by it, just like they are with incest. But the deviant aspect of it is what gets you off, right? And it does feel good, of course. Same with this. Two kids, finding out how good sex feels for the first time, and with someone close to them like a sibling...it's just..."

She bit her lip and starting jerking me off.

"Babe..." I didn't know what to say and my mind was going numb from the arousal I was feeling. "I never knew you felt this way."

She smiled up at me, then went back to staring at my cock. "I know! It's crazy, but it really gets me going. Tell me what you guys did together, I'm dying to know."

I glanced at the stairs, remembering how my mother was asleep upstairs in the guest room. After deciding to go for it, I moved my hips forward to give her better access to my penis and I pushed her head down onto it.

"Suck me off and I'll tell you," I ordered.

Adrienne nearly growled with lust in response to the way I was taking charge. She liked when I did that. She crammed my dick into her mouth and started sucking. I closed my eyes for a moment and relished the feeling, then stared down at her while I spoke.

I didn't tell her everything, of course. I chose my words and descriptions carefully. I couldn't make it seem nearly as salacious as it actually was. When I would describe certain acts, mostly innocent but also completely sexual, Adrienne really sucked on me hard. She knew we had to be done with this quickly, unless we would be caught for sure.

After only a minute or so of depraved storytelling, I felt my impending orgasm and forced her down hard on my cock. She choked on it and kept her face planted in my lap. Her tongue was everywhere around my shaft and head, and her fingers were caressing my balls just the way I liked. I groaned as quietly as I could and let it go, blasting her throat just as I had done to Katy earlier today. It was kind of remarkable, actually. Yesterday I had fucked Adrienne up the ass, and Katy too later that night. Now I was getting sucked off by both of them in the same day.

I guess I was a lucky guy. Adrienne found some small amount of satisfaction in bringing me off, though I knew she was probably soaking her panties right now. She swallowed my cum and forcefully squeezed my cock to get the last drops out of me. She licked them off the tip of my cock like a lollipop, and savored the taste. She smiled up at me as she helped tuck my junk back into my pants.

"We're gonna have fun later," she said, quietly but with a raw hunger. "Now that I know we share this little fetish."

The wild look in her eyes didn't escape me. "Don't say anything to Katy though."

She shrugged. "Why would I? Unless she brings it up."

I didn't know what to make of that. Was there a realistic chance that she would bring it up? What was Adrienne's angle here? If I didn't know any better, I would think she actually knew something had happened between us, and was still happening. But there was no way Katy would tell her that, especially without telling me.

Less than five minutes later, Katy and Gracie returned from the park. Thank god it hadn't been any earlier, or who knows how I would have explained that?

Part Three

After dinner and a full evening of chatting, my mother and Gracie went to the living room and Adrienne was in the kitchen cleaning up after dinner. I went to help her do the dishes but she insisted I spend time with Katy instead, since we hadn't really had any alone time today. At least, that she knew of.

There wasn't exactly a place in the house that we could be alone though, without it being strangely suspicious. With my mother and Gracie in the living room and Adrienne in the kitchen, that only left downstairs. I didn't want Mom to think that Katy and I were having a serious discussion or anything, after her inquiry this morning about our problems.

Instead we went to sit outside on the deck overlooking the backyard. I grabbed some beers and we went to watch the sunset. It wasn't suspicious at all, and we wouldn't be heard talking.

"Something happened today," I said after a minute of silence. It wasn't awkward silence, just a pause as we both enjoyed being together quietly.

"Oh?" Katy said, taking a sip of her beer.

"It's weird, and I don't know what to do about it." I glanced over at her. "Adrienne got really turned on thinking about us messing around as kids."

Katy just stared back at me, almost too shocked to speak. "What the fuck? You told her?!"

"No! God no, I would never..." I sighed. "Really? You think I would do that?"

"Then what the fuck are you talking about?"

"She just outright asked me if we'd ever fooled around as kids. I didn't tell her everything, just that we had done the normal kid stuff."

"Normal?" Katy seemed really upset.

"You're missing the point," I said, trying to get control over this conversation.

"Which is?"

I kept my voice down, as if anyone could hear us from inside the house. "She's turned on by it. My wife, who doesn't know that we've been fucking for years, is turned on by the idea of siblings fooling around. Specifically, of me and you, innocently doing things to each other."

Katy took that in for a moment. She took a giant swig of her beer and just stared at the sunset for a minute.

"So what's your plan?" she finally asked.

"Plan?" I just shrugged. "Don't have one. She's gonna fuck the shit out of me tonight though. Sucked me off on the couch not five minutes before you came back from the park."

"Wow." She nodded. "Ok, this is ok. We can deal with this."

No jealousy, no hint of surprise even in her demeanor. She didn't care that I talked so openly about my sex life with Adrienne. She knew it wouldn't affect my relationship with her one bit. That was how strong our connection was, as powerful as any romantic relationship could be.

"Deal with this?" I repeated. "What does that mean?"

"Obviously this is better than her being disgusted by the thought," Katy said. "I mean, if we ever got caught. I'm not saying it wouldn't be terrible, but maybe..."

"I don't know what you're getting at," I said, shaking my head. "She isn't going to find out. I just figured you'd want to know."

"God, you're so lucky." Katy chuckled to herself and took another swig.

"Why do you say that?"

She gave me a sarcastic look. "Come on, seriously? You're cock deep in pussy with two women you love and who both love you."

I couldn't help but soften at hearing that. "Thanks. I love you too."

She snickered. "Guess I won't get a shot at you tonight. Sounds like you'll be busy pretending your wife is me."

"Hey, I would never-"

"Oh shut up," she said, waving her hand at me. "I'm just kidding. Have fun, have a blast. Just tell me if you call out my name while she's clawing your back."

"You little fuck," I said, laughing.

We both laughed together for a good long while. It was pretty surreal the situation I was in. We chatted a bit, remembering some of the good times we had as kids together, getting ourselves riled up even though we couldn't do anything about it. It was one of the most enjoyable evenings I could remember in a long time. I told Katy as much. I thought it was important for her to know that I wanted to keep this going. It was a mistake to try to separate, we had established that.

"Maybe I should move here?" Katy suggested.

"Ha, right. Maybe." I finished my beer and thought about it. "What would you do?"

She shrugged and smiled at me. "You?"



Katy's Smell: Day 03



 All persons in this story involved in sexual situations are 18 years of age or older.

*****

Part One

When I woke up, I was pleasantly surprised to feel my lovely wife's warm body still snuggled up to me with her hand on my sprouting cock. She was fast asleep but with the way we had concluded the evening last night it was no surprise she wasn't up bright and early for her morning run. We were both exhausted.

I slipped out from under her and quietly went downstairs to eat some breakfast. The house was quiet even though the sun had been up for at least an hour. I made a bowl of cereal and sat at the kitchen table, content to be alone with my thoughts for the time being.

What the hell was I going to do? That was the question that I didn't have an answer for as of yet.

The silence was soon interrupted by the sound of someone approaching. It was Katy, dressed in her running tights. She was beaming brightly when she saw me sitting there, by myself.

"Morning," she said, showing off her tight body as she walked toward me.

"I don't think Adrienne is going for a run today," I said.

Katy didn't seem too disappointed as she put her arm around my shoulder and kissed me. I instinctively reached for her stomach and snaked my fingers down into her tights. Just like old times, constantly pawing at each others' bodies every chance we got. I slid my hand down her mound and sunk a finger into her cunt, making her moan.

"Naughty," she whispered. "Are you gonna tell me about last night?"

I withdrew my hand and tasted my finger before answering. "It was pretty crazy."

She sat next to me at the table and waited eagerly for me to tell her the details. I teased her by eating nonchalantly like I wasn't excited to tell her.

"She wanted to pretend that we were brother and sister," I explained. "Since she knew that you and I messed around as kids, at least a little, she made me call her Katy."

"No fucking way," Katy said in shock. "And you did it?"

I nodded. "She was on fire when I did that. I swear, we never did that kind of thing before."

"How many times did you cum?" she asked.

"Twice. Not including the blowjob on the couch before dinner."

"Fuck..." Katy trailed off right after saying that indecent word, due to footsteps coming from the stairs.

We both turned to see our mother gently tiptoeing across the floor so as not to wake anyone. She saw the two of us in the kitchen and beamed brightly.

"Good morning sweeties," she said, coming to kiss us both on the head. "I'm so glad to see you two chumming it up again. You used to be so inseparable!"

Katy sheepishly smiled at me, and I just chuckled to myself. If she only knew...

"Hey Mom," I began, "Adrienne is still asleep, and I was wondering if you'd mind keeping an eye on the munchkin when she gets up so Katy and I can sneak off to get some Starbucks for everyone."

"Ooh, good idea!" Mom agreed. "Sure dear, go ahead."

I threw on some sneakers and hurried to the garage, but Katy was light years ahead of me. She was being a little too obvious, I thought, but then again it wouldn't arouse any suspicion. Her eagerness was flattering to me and I would be lying if I said that I wasn't getting wood already just thinking about being alone with her.

We made it out of the driveway before I felt Katy's hand reach for my crotch and grasp my stiffening cock. I just rolled my eyes, but my loins were stirring.

"You didn't finish telling me," Katy demanded as she stroked me through my shorts.

"Just remember I'm driving," I warned. "We've never done it like this before."

"First time for everything," she said, and started masturbating through her running tights simultaneously. "Besides, I'll probably cum just hearing the details. Then we can pull over somewhere and fuck."

Damn, it was just like we were teenagers again. We were reconnecting after three years with a magnetic pull that couldn't be denied. Our separation was having a rubber band effect, propelling us back into each others' arms with more force than we had used to pull ourselves apart. And she was right, we were going to fuck as soon as possible. Probably before getting Starbucks, since I didn't want our drinks to get cold.

Katy brought herself off in the car as I told her about my sex with Adrienne in full sordid detail. I could smell her sickeningly sweet pussy as she fingered it. That smell drove me wild. I told her about how Adrienne loved pretending to be my sister as I pounded her from behind with my thumb in her ass. I was extra rough, which for us only meant that I barely broke a sweat, but it was enough to invigorate us both into wonderful orgasms. Then we cuddled and I told her more of the harmless details of my incestuous play with Katy, sans the actual facts of how long it continued for. That got her riled up for some ass licking and anal sex. God I loved eating her ass and then fucking it. I came deep inside of her bowels and she held me there for as long as I could stay hard.

I finally pulled over into an alley a few blocks from our destination and found a spot that couldn't be seen from the street. Katy pounced me and tore her tights off as she clumsily found a spot on my lap to straddle. She fought with my shorts to free my erection but once she did it quickly disappeared into her tight cunt. She grunted at the self-imposed intrusion but rode me as hard as she could in the tight confines of the driver's seat.

Her mouth found mine and she hungrily pressed her tongue into mine. After some intense mating in this manner, she calmed down a bit and kissed at my neck. She started whispering into my ear, which I could not recall her ever doing before.

"I should feel jealous," she said softly, "but it actually excites me that you're fucking your wife and you're both thinking of me the whole time."

I moaned and she seemed to squeeze my cock extra hard at the same time. I almost lost it but I was too interested in hearing what else she might say, so I bit my lip and held out. Her slick pussy felt so heavenly as it caressed my shaft, I never wanted this to end.

"What if she knew?" Katy asked, continuing her whispering taunts. "What if someone else finally knew what we were? Imagine the release of it, our deep dark secret getting out like this, and not getting in trouble but only making it more exciting..."

She was forced to trail off as her climax approached. She groaned as it overtook her body and temporarily paralyzed her. I held her hips and thrust up into her hard, trying to fill her completely full of cock as the waves overwhelmed her. Her eyes were clenched shut and she was thoroughly enjoying this. I let her ride it out without interruption, except for my penis moving further and further into her depths.

She caught her breath and went back to kissing at my neck.

"Are you going to tell her?" she asked, still whispering into my ear.

"Tell her what?" I replied.

Katy pulled her face back and looked into my eyes. Her expression betrayed intense arousal but also a strange excitement at the prospect of our secret being known.

"About us," she answered. "About this."

We were still fucking, and I was still close to unleashing a torrent of seed into her tight channel, but the question hung in the air between us demanding attention.

"You want me to?" I asked, genuinely curious as to her intentions.

She nodded. "Yes! God yes, I do. I don't know if you should, but I want you to so bad. Don't you want to tell someone?"

I gritted my teeth, dangerously close to losing it. Was our sex clouding my judgment? Was I about to agree to something I would later regret? Bless my dear sister, she could almost read my mind.

"Cum first," she said before I could answer her. "Get it out, then we'll talk about it. Go ahead, cum in my pussy."

She humped against me extra hard, and I finally threw my head back and groaned deeply. I grabbed her hips and held her down hard on me, and she struggled to keep moving her wet cunt in protest, but I could hardly take the sensation as I filled her with cum. It was so intense, like a white hot spike in my loins. The forbidden nature of our sexual relationship always did that, always made it better in that special way. I felt her hand snake around my neck and gently caress me at some point, but I was not fully aware at the moment. I had to let the pleasure have its way with me, with my mind and with my penis, leaving me a writhing and grunting mess beneath my loving sister.

When my head was clear again, Katy was staring at me with those gorgeous eyes of hers. She was happy for me, that I had experienced so much pleasure from her body, but the unanswered question was still hanging there for us to consider. She wouldn't let it go. It hadn't just been the aroused talk of passionate sex, she had really meant for us to discuss it.

"What would I possibly say to her?" I asked with a deep satisfied sigh, pandering to her curiosity for the moment.

She was gently playing with her clit now, savoring the wonderful feeling of her brother's big cock filling up her tight space.

"She's obviously into it," Katy replied.

"It could just be a fantasy for her," I countered. "If I tell her how far it went, it could scare her off. I have a lot to lose here."

Katy leaned forward and kissed me once on the lips, in a reassuring gesture. "I know, I know. But there could be so much to gain. I could move here and be with you again, and it wouldn't take away from your marriage. It might even add something to it, and to us."

I sighed again, somewhat in exasperation and in pleasure at feeling Katy's tight pussy still wrapped around my shaft.

"What do you want me to say?" I asked.

"She's your wife," Katy said with a smile. "Only you can know how to broach the subject. But from what you've told me, I don't think it would end your marriage if you revealed that we have gone further with each other than the normal kid stuff."

"Should we really do this while Mom is here?"

Katy shrugged. "Again, your call. Just as long as we are in agreement that she cannot ever, ever find out herself. That is totally off the table."

I nodded. "No worries there."

Katy dismounted me finally and we fixed our clothes before driving off again. That had been a wonderful little distraction and I would gladly repeat it, maybe even bring Adrienne to this spot and relive it a little.

"Just think about it," Katy said as we were driving home with four caffeinated drinks and one kid's hot chocolate. "If you decide not to, then I won't press you. I'm content to keep things secret and meet up whenever we can. I just think we have an opportunity here that is literally once in a lifetime, and it's worth exploring."

I thought hard about the prospect of Adrienne knowing about Katy and I. The entire morning it consumed my every thought. As we all sat around the house chatting and being entertained by my lovely daughter, I was constantly staring at Adrienne and wondering what she would think. I know she caught me staring at her, and of course she probably attributed it to our fantastic sex last night. She seemed to enjoy the attention but didn't give anything away to anyone else.

Part Two

We went out for dinner that night, and surprisingly Adrienne brought up the prospect of Katy moving to be closer to us. That shocked me, and probably Katy too, but it was reassuring to know that her incestuous role playing fantasy didn't make her shy away from being around Katy. I wondered if she would be weird around her after what we had done last night, but it didn't seem so.

That night Mom and Gracie went to bed and the three of us stayed up late drinking and talking. Adrienne was next to me on the couch and Katy sat across from us. The girls enjoyed some red wine while I had a couple of beers. It was nice having some adult conversation all in the same age bracket.

The whole time, though, I was praying that Katy didn't do anything stupid like bring up our incestuous past. Even harmlessly, it would only make things awkward and I didn't know how I would deal with that.

The conversation did turn to sex, but not in any obscene way. Adrienne was mostly interested in knowing how Katy's love life was going, not the lurid details but just in a friendly manner. Katy dodged the topic masterfully, as she had learned to do with Mom no doubt. Adrienne wasn't the type to back down but she took the hint. I was certain she would ask me about it later though.

Katy excused herself to use the bathroom at some point, and Adrienne was instantly upon me in her absence.

"Is it bizarre to be so familial with her," she asked, "after reliving the naughty stuff you two used to do?"

I swallowed nervously. That was too bold, even for someone as sexually confident as her. What was she fishing for? I had the strange inclination that she knew everything Katy and I had discussed this morning after fucking in the car.

"Bizarre?" I repeated. "I dunno, maybe a little. And you?"

Her eyes answered me with their devilish gleaming. "I am a terrible person, but I can't stop thinking about it."

"You're just horny," I laughed, keeping my voice down. "Is this going to become a regular thing?"

She shrugged. "You act like you don't get anything out of it, when I know it turns you on too. You talked yourself off while I blew you yesterday."

I glanced anxiously at the stairs, where Katy could come bounding back at any moment.

"What are you getting at?" I asked.

"Do you two ever talk about it anymore?" she pried. "I mean, is it an unspoken thing between you that you pretend it never happened? Is she embarrassed by it, or does it turn her on too?"

I shook my head, still expecting Katy to suddenly appear in the middle of this inappropriate conversation.

"I don't know how she feels, why don't you ask her?"

That actually caught Adrienne off guard, finally, and she thought about it. "Maybe I will."

I shot her a look. "Wait a minute, I was only..."

"Don't worry," she said dismissively, "I'm not going to spoil her trip and blurt something out. But wouldn't it make our sex that much better if we were living our this fantasy and we both knew that she was turned on by it? I don't even...I mean, the thrill for me to be pretending to be her..."

Adrienne was squirming on the couch now, obviously aroused. I had to do something or else this might get out of hand.

"Want me to go talk to her in private?" I offered. "I mean, I could just say that you know that there was some stuff between us as kids, and...I don't know, I could say that you just wanted to be sure that if she moves here, there isn't any weird vibes between us."

"More like.." Adrienne thought for a moment. "...Try to get out of her how she feels about it now. God, the thought of you asking her even is just so...wow. I need some dick."

"Go upstairs," I said. "I'll tell her you were tired and the wine was getting to you. She'll be ok. Then I can talk to her."

Adrienne lit up, not even realizing she was giving Katy and I another opportunity to be alone together. People kept setting that up for us, as if we needed to work out some brother/sister stuff between us in private. If only they knew...

Adrienne hurried upstairs to our bedroom, and Katy was only moments later coming back into the living room. She saw me alone on the couch and seemed confused. I just shook my head.

"Downstairs," I said, motioning that we should go down to my office, her temporary bedroom.

She looked concerned, and rightly so I would imagine without knowing what was going on, and yet her hand was still on my dick as I walked close behind her. She knew no one was going to see us, and we were about to be alone together for an undetermined amount of time. She probably assumed we were about to have sex in some form, and she was probably right. But this was going to be so much more. Things were about to change, not just between us but for all three of us. My wife was, at least on some level, into incest. Specifically, she was into my sister and me committing incest.

I closed the door to my office and Katy was suddenly in my arms and kissing me. I kissed her back but she could sense my hesitance. She pulled her face back and frowned at me.

"What is it?" she asked.

I stared at her for a moment. "I think we might be able to pull it off."

After a second of pondering what I meant, a smile crept across her face. "Yeah?"

I nodded. "Adrienne is going nuts thinking about what we did as kids. You being here with us is making her think about it a lot. She's creaming herself right now upstairs, waiting for me to talk to you. She wants me to subtly find out how you feel about what happened between us."

"But she doesn't know we've fucked, right?"

I shook my head. "No, she still just thinks we just played around with each other. She wants to keep doing the role playing, but if she knew that you were into it still, like, you weren't sorry it happened and you maybe even found it arousing, she would go absolutely nuts."

Katy started undoing my pants. "You lucky son of a bitch. You're about to get the life fucked out of you, aren't you? Goddamn, that's hot. I'm going to get mine first though. You're good to go twice tonight, right?"

I nodded. "Always."

She peeled her clothes off and we both melted into each other on the foldout sofa. We kissed passionately and I was almost immediately inside of her. It wasn't the heated fuck session that our sex earlier today had been, this was a romantic and emotional coupling of our bodies. She was genuinely happy for me, even though I was about to be with someone else, someone who was not her but had more claim to me than she did. Why wasn't she sad about that?

"Tell her..." Katy whispered through our kisses, "...that I was reticent to admit it, but I was aroused by our past."

I nodded, pulling at her lip with my mouth while she spoke.

"Should we say I even made a move on you?" she asked, her eyes closed in pleasure as we moved against each other.

"Too soon," I said, driving my cock deep into her. "I'll say you blushed a lot and were shy about it, but that you said something very telling. Like, how you thought about it often, and that you were too afraid to talk about it with me but now that it's out in the open..."

I paused to grimace as I experienced a particularly pleasurable tensing of my loins. Her pussy was so incredibly tight, perfectly molded to my cock, the only one she had ever taken.

"...you're glad we can be so open about it. You just don't want things to be awkward with her."

Katy nodded, still lost in pleasure herself. "Will she bring it up to me when we're alone?"

"Probably. She'll be dying to talk to you about it, but she's good at keeping secret things secret. You might have to skillfully prod the conversation. Just don't be too obvious."

Katy climaxed underneath me, and I was suddenly lost in my own orgasm right along with her. I filled her tight crevice with my seed, for the second time today, and it was just as intense. It always was with her.

After it was over, we both laid together for a few minutes. Katy was all smiles and was gently caressing my back. We didn't say much after that, she was just so happy that things were going well. It was certainly looking like we might be sharing our secret with someone else after all.

"I wish I could be there to see how she reacts," Katy finally said.

I laughed. "I think you know how she'll react. She'll be all over me, like you just were."

She rested her chin on my arm and looked at me lovingly. "I'm happy for you, bro."

"Why?" I asked, voicing the question I had been asking myself since our first sex this week. "Why does it make you happy that I'm fucking another woman?"

She blinked sleepily but her smile never disappeared. "We'll never be normal, you and I. If it was just us, as fantastic as it would be, I would be denying you a normal life. With Adrienne, you have a normal life. A wife who loves you, a beautiful daughter, and you don't have to hide anything with her."




Katy's Smell: Day 03



"We'll still have to hide our relationship," I replied. "That'll never change. Even if she knows, she'll be the only one."

"Yeah but..." Katy leaned back and got more comfortable on the mattress. "...I'm ok with that. I'm ok hiding us. I don't need a normal life. I was always the one who instigated it, remember? I was the one who was pervy. Still am. I knew I was never normal, but I always felt bad that I was making you be abnormal with me."

"Shut up," I said, almost offended that she would think I felt bad about us. "You know I always wanted it. Ever since the first time, I was willing. You never made me do anything I didn't want to do."

"You said it," she continued. "You have a lot to lose. I don't."

I shook my head but I could never be mad at her. Especially the way she was sprawled out with her cunt dripping my seed all over the mattress. God, she looked so sexy like that.

"I may have a lot to lose," I admitted, "but I'm not going to lose you. Don't worry, I got this."

Her smile intensified, if that were even possible. "Go get her, bro."

I winked at her and pulled my clothes back on. I could have been totally satisfied with fucking Katy, but I did feel the stirrings of arousal knowing I had another hot pussy waiting for me upstairs. Maybe I would get some ass this time instead. Adrienne was so horny right now she would do anything I wanted. As long as I called her "Katy" while I was doing it...



Katy's Smell: Day 04



All persons in this story involved in sexual situations are at least 18 years of age.



It was well after midnight, maybe 2 or 3 in the morning, and I had my hand wrapped around Adrienne throat as I was crushing her body with mine. She was on her belly but her ass was pushing back against me. I wasn't choking her by any means, it was a purely dominant gesture. She was loving it anyway.

I wondered if she wondered why I was lasting so long tonight. We had been fucking for over an hour and I hadn't cum yet, though she had climaxed countless times. I had literally lost count, and at this point it wasn't really about the number of times she came. Each time she did, it seemed to last longer and longer, her arousal fueled by the intense sex mixed with the role play we were injecting into it.

"Uh-uh-uh-uh...uhnn....ugh! Yesss....."

Her grunts were starting to get loud, and I had to squeeze her throat gently, never rough enough to hurt her, to remind her that we were not alone in the house. Having Gracie hear us wouldn't be the end of the world, though she might be afraid that Daddy was hurting Mommy. But having my mother hear us would be very embarrassing. Especially when Adrienne started talking about her ass, which I was thoroughly fucking at the moment.

Her pussy was soaked and relatively loose by now, from my big cock stretching it to the limit with our rough sex. She squirted all over the sheets and the room positively reeked of sex now. But when she rolled over and begged me to stick it in her ass, I was all to happy to oblige. I didn't even need lube now that her cunt cream was smeared all over both our crotches. She reached back and spread her ass for me, and I aimed my throbbing dick at her tiny little hole, impossibly small and tight for such a big tool to fit inside of.

But it had been in that butt many times before, and this was just another anal session that was mostly for me. Or at least, that's what I had assumed. It really did seem like she was getting a lot out of it this time, and when I called her "Katy" she really seemed to melt under me.

"You like me fucking your ass, don't you?" I hissed at her, slamming into her wonderfully round backside. "You like when your brother's big cock fills your naughty butt, I know you do..."

Adrienne moaned and started to climax underneath me. In response, I drove my cock deep into her and held it balls deep inside of her bowels. Her ass clenched around me as she convulsed and her pussy trickled fluid out onto the bed once more. She was actually starting to run dry by now, though her ass was still plenty creamy from our fucking.

I didn't let her recover, I kept fucking her hard and leaned down to whisper into her ear.

"I talked to Katy before coming up here," I said.

Her eyes lit up, and I felt her hand reach back and gently touch my face. "And?"

I stopped the intense fucking and just held my dick inside of her butt as we spoke. I wanted to make sure she understood what I was saying, which would be hard if she was lost in pleasure.

"I said that you knew we had messed around as kids," I replied. "That you wanted to make sure there was no awkwardness between me and her if she were to move here or spend more time with us."

"Oh god..." She was really turned on by that. "What did she say?"

I throbbed inside of her butt before answering. Talking about this was getting me off faster than fucking. Of course I couldn't tell her that Katy and I had done more than mess around, that we had actually been secret lovers for years. That secret was to come later, if at all. This was just a test to see how Adrienne would react to the idea. So far, it was looking very positive.

"She said she was kind of embarrassed that you knew," I replied, "but I did get her to admit that there was no awkwardness and she never felt bad about it. She actually seemed pretty open to talking about it."

"That's good!" Adrienne said, tightening her anus around my shaft. She was practically begging me to keep fucking her, but I wasn't going to just yet. I kept the power in this little exchange, as I usually did during sex.

"I probably shouldn't have done it," I started, trying to make it sound like I had actually had this make believe conversation with my sister rather than fuck her gently right before coming up here. "But I asked her if she ever thought about those times."

Adrienne shoved her butt back into me, trying to get me to thrust into her and get her off. I found her eagerness amusing, but held my resolve. I tightened my hold on her neck, this time being a little rough but only enough to get her attention.

"Ssh," I said, biting her ear. "Not yet, I have to tell you what happened. Then I'll fill your ass with cum."

"Yessss...."

"She got really shy," I continued, "but she did say she sometimes thought about it. It still turns her on."

"Oh god, fuck me!" Adrienne said, a bit too loud, and started slamming her ass back against me. "Fill me up, please! I need it so bad..."

I let go of her throat and decided to give her what she wanted. I could make up the rest of the story afterward, and maybe with a clear head it would sound more convincing anyway.

I grabbed her shoulders and started ramming my cock up into her again, filling her tight butt over and over again. I loved the way her anus dragged against my shaft as I pulled out of her, and the way it fought against my invasion as I shoved it back in. I could feel my orgasm approaching, and wondered if filling her butt with sperm was degrading enough. I felt like I needed to fully dominate her and do something even naughtier. I felt like she needed me to dominate her, as strange as that sounded.

I pulled out of her butt and flipped her over. She was confused, and light-headed at this point, but she complied with my every move. I put her on her back and crawled up onto her so my dick was hovering right over her face. Once in a while, I liked to cum on her face, so she probably thought that was what was happening. She was partially right, but I needed her to do something for me first...

"Lick my ass," I instructed. It wasn't a demand, just simple instruction.

I don't remember if she had ever done that before, and if so it was more by accident or in the heat of the moment, not at my behest. I had eaten her ass too many times to remember, but my ass was mostly ignored, which never bothered me in the least. But right now I needed her to perform this act on me, to pleasure me and to make her submit to me.

She complied much faster than I thought she would. I expected her to give me a surprised look, maybe even a devilish grin, but instead she instantly put her mouth on my perineum and slurped her tongue out. She trailed it down to my anus and started in on me.

I closed my eyes and stroked my slimy dick as she ate me. It felt really good, I had to admit, and I would probably ask her to do this again for me sometime. Even Katy had never done this to me, though again I had tasted her ass thousands of times over the years. I felt like I could cum at any minute, maybe from the newness of the sensation, but I wanted to make my wife work for her reward. I wanted a nice big load to paint her face with too, which was normally not a problem. So I relaxed and let the pleasure build in my loins while she made slurping sounds beneath me.

Finally I couldn't take it and I pulled back from her face just enough to aim my penis down and blast her with my sperm. It shot out with enormous force and trailed all the way from her forehead down to her neck. I covered her face with thick white goo and loved every second of it. When my orgasm was over I just relaxed like that, but was surprised to feel Adrienne return to my ass and continue licking it. It was oddly thrilling to feel the tip of her tongue poking at my sphincter, trying to invade it. I had never stuck anything up there before though, and it was too tight for her soft wet flesh to penetrate. Still, her attempt felt wonderful even post-climax.

"You know you have to fuck her, right?" Adrienne said, somehow perfectly understandable between ass slurps.

I was totally caught off guard, not because I already had thousands of times, but because my darling wife was suggesting it. I just looked down at her, hoping my expression didn't betray any guilt.

"What?" I said, distracted only slightly by the pleasurable sensation of her tongue.

She was licking in circles now, her face moving around as her tongue smeared across my butt. She was really going to town now, even more so than before. What was she doing, trying to get me off again?

"It's too hot not to," she answered, reaching up to touch my penis while she ate my ass out. "She's into it, she liked what you did as kids. You need to keep this going."

"You want me to have sex with my sister?" I asked, as if the idea was shocking.

"Yessss..." Apparently my question was very arousing to her. She started masturbating with her free hand. "Please, baby. You need to. It's not cheating, don't worry. I won't regret it. I want you to. I want you to fuck her so badly..."

I didn't know how to feel. It wasn't just the arousal of her still eating my ass, or knowing that she was masturbating, or seeing her beautiful face smeared with my semen. It was the idea that she would actually accept my relationship with Katy that made me cum again.

The sudden orgasm surprised me, but I was spurting again all over her. My dick was aimed straight up in the air, so my cum splashed down onto her forehead and hair. When she realized I was cumming again so soon, she ramped up her ass eating and finally just moved up so she could suck on my penis instead. I was nearly finished with my orgasm by the time her lips closed around me, but I know she tasted a few spurts at least.

I wasn't exhausted from the double orgasm, it had just surprised me. I didn't know I could feel so intensely aroused by something to that degree. That had never happened before. I was still mostly hard but softening a bit, though that made Adrienne sucking on me all the more sweet and comforting. She suckled on my penis and gently caressed my balls. Her fingers even snaked further down to play at my ass again, but she made no attempt to invade my entrance. The sex was over, especially after that little encore, and now came the moment when we had to confront what she had said. Had it just been sex talk, to get us both off? Or had she been serious about wanting me to have sex with Katy?

"How would you do it?" she asked me. Guess I had my answer.

I shrugged. "I still can't believe you want me to."

"Don't you?" she asked me, as if it was just assumed that everyone involved was agreeable.

I pretended to hesitate, still unsure of how much to reveal to her. I couldn't tell her everything yet, but I could maybe work this in my favor.

"I've always been attracted to her," I said. "But I never really gave it that much thought. I would jerk off to the memory of being with her, as you know. But to actually fuck her?"

Adrienne smiled. "I wish I could convey to you how much I want that."

I was actually, truthfully, confused now. "Why?"

I had asked Katy that question, much in the same manner about almost the same thing, not long ago. Her explanation made sense, because it was our relationship that was the perverse one. This was my wife, who had the right to demand exclusivity of me when it came to love and sex. She shouldn't want me to sleep with anyone else, much less my own sister.

"I've never really bought into the whole taboo of incest," Adrienne explained. "Obviously there are cases where it is wrong, where abuse really happens. But between consenting adults, especially where pregnancy is not possible..."

She knew of Katy's barren womb, which admittedly was something of a relief to Katy and I since I was ejaculating into her almost every night all growing up.

"Pregnancy aside," I said, "you have to know that there would be complications. It would have to be a secret, and it would be really hard to keep it from everyone."

"You kept your little 'childish explorations' a secret all this time," she replied. "No one ever found out. And you both agree that it didn't impact you negatively growing up."

"Yeah, but-"

"Look," Adrienne said firmly. "You're turned on by it, and so is she. Your wife is turned on by it too, and she's asking you to give in to your urges. All three of us want this."

I shrugged. "I don't know that Katy wants it."

Adrienne shook her head. "She told you she was aroused thinking about it. That's what us girls call a 'strong signal' to move forward. If you ask her and she flat out refuses, than you can blame it all on me and I'll totally fall on my sword for you. I'll convince her that it was just a joke and I have a sick sense of humor."

"She already knows you too well to believe that," I said. Why was I trying to talk my wife out of this? She was saying everything I wanted her to say, and here I was pretending to be against the idea.

"You're doing this," Adrienne said, suddenly in control even though I had choked her while I fucked her ass, then made her lick my ass while I came on her face. The power had shifted now in her favor. "Please, I am asking you to."

"But..." I was about to stop pretending I was fighting the idea, but had to make it seem natural. "...would we still be ok if I did?"

Adrienne lunged forward and kissed me, even though her face was still covered in cum and I could taste it on my tongue. I was not at all into eating my own cum, but it was the strength of the gesture that seemed to make it effective. When she pulled back, she ran her thumb across my cheek where some of my semen had been left by our contact.

"Babe, we would be ok even if you were already fucking her," Adrienne responded.

Wow, the urge to spill everything to her was so intense in that moment, I nearly broke. I was so close to telling her that she had no idea how spot on she was. But I held it back. It wasn't just my secret to share, it was Katy's too.

"It's her smell," I said instead.

Adrienne looked confused. "Her smell?"

I nodded. "I've always had a thing for her smell. That's why I was attracted to her."

"Really?" Adrienne pulled her legs up to her chin and wrapped her arms around them. "You've never talked about my smell before."

"I enjoy your smell just fine," I assured her, "but it's more of a chemical thing with Katy. Maybe because we're related, I don't know. But when we fooled around and I smelled her pussy, her skin...her ass even, it just drove me wild."

"Is that smell still there now?"

I nodded. "Yeah. It's made it difficult to stop thinking about sex when I'm around her."

"Damn, I shouldn't have let you be alone with her then," Adrienne joked.

I just shrugged it off, though she had no idea how right she was. "Ok. I'm willing to try it."

Adrienne smiled. "Thank you. I love you. Even if it doesn't work out, will you keep calling me Katy when we fuck?"

I laughed. "You are a naughty little bitch, aren't you?"

She pushed me onto my back and lifted my legs, lowering her face to my ass again.

"Just enjoy it."



Katy's Smell: Day 05



 All persons in this story involved in sexual situations are at least 18 years of age.

*****

Breakfast was, shall we say, a bit awkward. Of course Mom and Gracie were both talkative, and Adrienne happily joined in whenever it was appropriate. She was good at conversation even when her mind was on other things.

I hadn't said a word to Katy since Adrienne had begged me to fuck her last night, but she knew the overall plan. She knew I had told my wife that she shyly admitted to me how our childhood sex games still turned her on and she thought of them with fondness. That part wasn't even a lie, so it was easy for us to go along with it. What Katy didn't know was how Adrienne had told me she would actually be ok if we were already fucking. She was fine with the truth even though she didn't know it yet. Maybe she would never know it fully, but I was looking forward to telling Katy all about that, and all that transpired last night.

Katy kept glancing between Adrienne and I as if she was trying to ascertain something that was as of yet unspoken. Adrienne almost did the same, and I just knew she was mentally picturing me fucking my sister. I still couldn't believe my luck, marrying a woman who was into incest to the degree that she was. It wasn't just a role playing fantasy anymore. She wanted me to indulge in the forbidden fruit of my own flesh and blood.

Katy soon excused herself from the table and left breakfast in a hurry of sorts. I was confused why she did that, but she never did anything without planning ahead. She was trying to get me alone, probably, and this was her way of doing it without outright asking me in front of everyone. Mom barely noticed, since Gracie was distracting her with stories of her schoolmates from first grade. Adrienne, however, didn't do a very good job of hiding her reaction. She moved her head as if to gesture to me to go follow Katy. I announced that I needed to go to the bathroom, and I left the kitchen and headed downstairs to my office, where Katy was staying.

What the fuck was happening here? I wondered to myself. Being pushed into doing something that would normally be considered unforgivable, when you've already done it to death, was a really bizarre headtrip. I couldn't exactly spend a lot of time down here either, since the whole family knew I was supposedly just using the bathroom. This wasn't a fuck session, even if that's what Katy or Adrienne wanted. My wife wouldn't expect me to rush into it anyway, not like that. She would want me to slowly build up to it, plant the seeds in Katy's mind and make her come to me.

Damn, that was a good angle to play. It turned me on just thinking about it, even though there was no going slow with Katy. I could rip her panties off and fuck her raw at any moment and she would be down for it without hesitation. It would all be for show, for Adrienne's sake, but it would actually be really hot.

I went into the bathroom, ignoring the door to my office even though I knew Katy was waiting in there. I just stood in front of the mirror and waited in case she decided to come in here to talk to me. She didn't, so I waited about a minute and then went after her.

I opened the door to my office without knocking, and Katy was sitting on the foldout sofa bed patiently waiting for me. I closed the door behind me, and we locked eyes.

"That wasn't very subtle," I said to her, reprimanding her for being so obvious at breakfast.

She waved the thought away. "Mom won't think anything of it. Are you here to tell me about last night? Or...something else?"

She was itching to take her shorts off, but I shook my head. "No, we don't have time for that. But you will be pleased to know what's in store."

She leaned forward excitedly. "Yeah?"

For some reason I was unzipping my pants and taking my semi erect penis out of my fly, and I moved it near her to touch. She played with it immediately, keeping eye contact with me though as I spoke. This wasn't so we could fuck, as I had implied just now, but it was just to tease her.

"We get to play a game," I said. "It's called, 'See if you can get your husband to fuck his sister' and it has to be played secretly even though Adrienne knows it's being played."

Katy's eyes went devilish. "She wants you to fuck me?"

I nodded. "She begged me to do it, after I fucked her ass and she licked mine while I came all over her face."

Katy moaned, audibly though no one outside the office would hear, and she lowered her head to my penis. She inhaled it and started sucking. I groaned at the feeling, but kept talking as I stroked her hair.

"I gave her every opportunity to recant, but she persisted. She really wants me to convince you to have sex with me. She thinks the 'signal' you gave me about being aroused at the thought of what we did as kids is a sign that you want it."

Katy was really getting hot by this, and she deepthroated me and held it for a good few seconds before pulling back and looking up at me with fire in her eyes.

"Can you cum?" she asked. She knew we didn't have long, but she really wanted my load in her belly.

I sighed. "Of course I can, but I think it would be better if we played the game. You know, held off and dragged it out like Adrienne expects. She's gonna want me to keep talking to you, alone, to slowly convince you to fuck me."

"I want to fuck you right now," Katy said, jerking my cock in full handjob mode.

I backed away and stuffed my penis back into my pants. "Don't worry, you'll get to. You'll get all you want. Don't you see what's happening here?"

She calmed a bit when I put my penis away. Its presence always made her hot beyond belief, ever since we were kids. She pondered what I just said and looked at me questioningly.

"What?"

"You're going to move here," I replied, "probably live here with me if you want to. You're going to make a new life and we'll be together again, permanently. And best of all, we'll be fucking all the time and we won't have to hide it from Adrienne."

I couldn't believe it but Katy looked to be tearing up as she thought about it.

"That won't make it less appealing, I hope," I said.

She frowned. "What won't?"

"The fact that it won't be quite as secret anymore."

She stood and approached me gently, opening her arms and embracing me softly. She moved to kiss me and her lips touched mine in the sweetest kiss she ever gave me. We had kissed many, many times, and it was always emotional and lustful. But this was like a kiss of soulmates, something entirely different.

She pulled back and smiled at me. "I would shout our secret to the world if I could. Nothing would change how I feel about you."

I was really moved by that, and felt my heart rise in my chest. God, I loved this girl. Like a brother and like a lover all at once. I hugged her back and just held her small body in my arms with my covered erection stuck between our bodies.

After a good long while, Katy sniffed and pulled away from me. Her eyes were red but there were no tears. She smiled at me and instinctively smoothed her clothes as if she was disheveled.

"Go back upstairs," she said. "I'll stay down here for a while like I need to think about stuff."

I nodded. "Ok, good."

"And bro?"

I started to leave but turned my head in reply.

"All of this aside, I really do appreciate you letting me live here."

I almost laughed, as if there would be any question about that. Of course I wanted her to live here, but I suppose most brothers and sisters wouldn't really enjoy that if one of them was married. It would cramp their style. Katy's presence would do anything but.

"You'll have chores," I joked.

She laughed. "Fuck you."

I shut the office door behind me and went back upstairs. The rest of the family was still at the kitchen table but breakfast was over. They were just chatting now.

"Is Katy ok?" Mom asked me.

I shrugged. "Yeah, I guess so. Why?"

She had a knowing look on her face. "She just seemed to hurry off suddenly."

I pretended not to know anything about that and didn't reply. I didn't enjoy having to lie to my mother about this, but how could I not? The truth would kill her, just like I thought it would kill Adrienne or anyone else if they ever found out. I was just extremely lucky that my wife was into it. I wasn't foolish enough to assume that anyone else would be.

I stared at Gracie for a while as the family went back to chatting. She was so beautiful, like her mother. What would she think when she got older, if she ever found out? Would there ever be a time when she would find out? Would I ever talk to her about it, explain it somehow to make her understand?

If Katy lived here, there was always that possibility that she might find out. I didn't want to manipulate her in any way, but maybe I should try to start her down the path of understanding sooner than later. Was there a way for me to explain to her that sometimes brothers and sisters showed their love physically, and that was ok? Or would talking to her about it be construed as wrong? I never ever thought about having to tell my daughter about Katy and I. Watching her now was making my head spin.

Mom suggested that maybe Adrienne and I have an afternoon to ourselves while she watched Gracie. I thought that was very nice of her, since entertaining guests nonstop for five days would normally be tiring for anyone. Truthfully I didn't think either of us needed it, but she was so nice to offer I didn't want to turn her down. She was like that, getting more out of helping than the person being helped. It was why she was such a good nurse.

Adrienne suggested we see a matinee, something more adult since we were usually stuck seeing the latest Disney flick with Gracie. I knew that didn't mean a porno or anything, but I also knew Adrienne's pension for giving me a handjob in the theater. That was a fun way to relive our youthful days. It might have been even more exciting if it was the only sex I was getting, but alas having Katy at my disposal all those years kept me regularly drained. Still, it was always exciting to do something different.

We splurged on popcorn and sodas, since we rarely got to do this and Adrienne was in a really good mood. Even on the way to the theater she seemed extra bubbly. We didn't say anything about Katy or about the plans we had hatched the night before for me to "seduce" her. It was a bit odd for her to stay silent, but I had the suspicion she was enjoying the secretive nature of it all, the way we were being good on the surface but naughty underneath.

When we walked into the theater, it was nice to see a sparse crowd. Still, we headed for the back row. It was like we were teenagers again, which was really fun. Once the movie started and the theater went dark, I immediately felt Adrienne's hand snake over to my pants. She unzipped my fly and pulled my penis out. I almost laughed, but of course I didn't want to give us away.

The movie kind of sucked, but for a few minutes so did Adrienne. She stroked me off good first though, really working my shaft and expertly yanking on my foreskin until I got close. Then she leaned down and took me into her mouth and starting working me over with her tongue. I reached over and stuck my hand down her pants to feel her ass while she did that. It was soon too much to handle and I came down her throat. It felt really good, like the way it used to feel with Katy those first times.

How was it that Adrienne could read my mind so well? She swallowed my cum and smiled up at me.

"Did she ever do this?" she whispered to me.

I swallowed, still feeling the pleasure of my orgasm but suddenly nervous to reveal anything. Nervous and anxious, as if this was another catalyst that would result in me spilling everything. That was happening a lot lately.

I didn't know how to respond. I hadn't planned to talk about this during the movie, so she caught me off guard. If I said no, would it disappoint her? Should I go ahead and tell her that Katy had sucked me off before? I could lie and say it happened once, or I could just say that she jerked me off and tasted my cum. I could really say anything, but whatever I said had to be supported by further lies and carefully crafted storytelling.

I couldn't wait too long, Adrienne would be suspicious. I finally nodded.

Her eyes widened, and I thought for sure I was dead meat. Maybe I was wrong about all this, and it was a mistake to play this game. It was really fucking dangerous anyway, even though she had assured me last night that she wanted me to fuck my sister and she was even ok if I already had. But that look on her face told me something else. There was genuine shock in those wide eyes.

"Really?" she asked, her whisper a bit louder.

I nodded again. No use pretending I was joking about it. I needed to test these waters and see if she was true to her word about being ok with it. I gently touched her hair and noticed in the dim light from the movie screen that there was a drop of cum on her bottom lip. I touched her lip with my thumb and wipe at it. Her hand still around my shaft tightened a bit, reminding me that I was still exposed and probably leaking down her wrist.

Her eyes dropped away from my face and she seemed to be thinking about something for a moment, then she lowered her head back down to my lap and continued sucking on me. Not a frenzied, passionate blowjob though. It was just a soft, almost controlled motion of a wife doing her duty. It scared the hell out of me.

I didn't know what to say to her so I just leaned back and enjoyed the blowjob while I stared at the movie screen completely unaware of anything that was happening in the movie at this point. If she was actually upset, then she wouldn't still be sucking my dick, right? It felt really good actually, since I was sensitive from the orgasm. I could tell there was something off about her technique, but it really made me feel good so I had a hard time concentrating on anything.

She stayed in my lap for the longest time, almost to the end of the movie. It must have been nearly an hour and she had sort of relaxed into a comfortable position where she could have access to my cock and not hurt herself leaning over. She kept me hard the entire time, exquisitely working her tongue under my head and running it beneath my foreskin, using moves I couldn't remember ever feeling before. Her carefully controlled method was no longer something I worried about. She was purposely doing this, probably to drive me crazy.

She had sucked me off for fun, but now that she knew Katy had sucked me off at some point, maybe she was trying to show me that she was still superior in her skills. It was unlike her to be so insecure, but this was totally new territory for us. Once she found out that Katy and I had been fucking the first three years of our marriage, she might feel even more insecure. But she had to know that I had always been attentive to her sexually and totally satisfied with our love life. I had to make her understand somehow that my relationship with Katy was not the result of unhappiness or dissatisfaction with her in any way.

When the movie started to finish, she finally relented from sucking on me and I put my dick away. She could have teased me still, keeping me hard to make it embarrassed for me to leave the theater. But she didn't. She barely looked at me as we stood to leave.

"Want to get something to eat before we head home?" I asked her as she walked out of the theater.

She shrugged. "Maybe we could bring everyone dinner."

I nodded. "Ok, that sounds good."

Conversation was awkward now, and I was afraid that would happen. We did the drive-thru for some hole in the wall Mexican joint that was really good and got a bunch of burritos to take home for everyone. Finally, on the drive home from there, Adrienne opened up.

"Sorry I'm being so strange," she blurted out suddenly.

I kept my eyes on the road but frowned. "It's fine, I mean, I thought maybe something was bothering you but I was a little distracted..."

She smiled. "Sucking your dick helps me think."

I laughed out loud at that, but there might have been some truth to that.

"And that movie sucked almost as much as I did," she continued.

"About what?" I asked, still chuckling at her funny sense of humor.

"Gracie." She stared out the car window deep in thought. "What do we say to her?"

"What do you mean?" I was confused about where her line of thought was taking her.

"When you fuck Katy," she answered. "Do you think we'll ever...you know, tell her about it?"

"Uh..." I stammered to think of how to answer, since I had been struggling with that thought this morning. "I don't really know."

"I guess we should wait until it happens and let Katy help decide." Adrienne sighed. "You're not having second thoughts, are you?"

"Well..." I was suddenly nervous, wondering how I should lie about this. God, that was getting old. "I mean, it's not that I don't want to. We've established that it's something we both want. But if you ever changed your mind, I would totally-"

"Oh, don't worry," she interrupted me. "That's not going to happen. At this point, only Katy can stop it from happening. I would respect that, though. I would never force her to do anything she didn't want to do."

"How would you..." I tried to word this the right way. "I mean, what would you do, exactly, once it happened?"

She shrugged. "Like, how would I act around her?"

I nodded. "Yeah, I guess. Have you thought about how we'd act around each other if it was happening...regularly?"

"Yeah, I've thought about it but I don't really know. I'm not going to lez out with her or anything, if that's where you're going with this."

I shook my head. "That's not where I was going. I think it's good to have some separation, at least in the beginning. I mean, we could eventually have the kind of relationship where it's more open between the three of us, but I know you're not into girls."

"Is she?"

I knew Katy wasn't. I knew she was totally enamored with my penis and had never said a word about being with another girl. But would it somehow help this scenario play out if I said she was? I knew the type of person Adrienne was, the loving motherly type who would probably indulge the people she loved in just about anything regardless of how she personally felt about it. But if neither of them were into it, there was really no point in pushing them into it. I certainly was just fine keeping things separated into pairs. I still couldn't believe my own wife was ok with it, though.

"Nah," I replied. "I don't mean we all have sex together, I just mean it could be done more openly. Does that make sense?"

Adrienne nodded. "Yeah, I mean, it's not like you have to have a schedule of who you're going to be with each night. I don't plan to make you do that. If you wanted to be with her, I would just be patient and wait for my turn. I'm sure she would be the same."

We pulled up to the house before I was done talking about this, but we didn't want the food to get cold while we talked about something that hadn't even happened yet. It still might not happen, at least in Adrienne's mind, and I was hesitant to just assume it would all work out perfectly. Even though I knew Katy was into it just like Adrienne was, there could still be unknowns that would make things difficult to proceed.

We pulled into the garage and grabbed all of the food. I hurried up behind Adrienne before she opened the door into the house.

"I never said 'thank you' for back there, at the theater," I said quietly.

She smiled back at me. "You're welcome. Let's finish talking about this tonight, and you're going to tell me about the time, or all the times, that she sucked your dick."

Shit, she hadn't forgotten about that. Oh well, I guess it needed to be said one way or another. At least now I had time during dinner and the rest of the evening to plan out the conversation. Everything about this lie had to be carefully crafted so as to keep people from being hurt. It was tiring, so fucking tiring, but it would be worth it.




Katy's Smell: Day 05



Later that night, before I made up an excuse to go talk to Katy privately after everyone else had gone to bed, Adrienne and I had sex. I told her that Katy had asked me if she could taste my penis, and that was how I got my first blowjob from her. I left out the more obscene details of those times, but what I chose to reveal got Adrienne hot enough to beg me to cum on her face again.

Before I came, after she had climaxed many times and had pretty much wore herself out, we ended up with me sitting on the bed and her on her knees in front of me. She had my dick crammed down her throat and was giving me the suck job of my life. I had my hand on her head and gently guided her. She liked for me to take the lead sometimes and let me coach her just what to do.

I pushed her head all the way down to my lap and I felt her chin touch my balls. I could feel my cum rising, but I held it back on a whim and decided to try laying the groundwork for my deep dark secret to finally be revealed.

"I will always love you no matter what happens," I said to her, softly despite the fact that she was deepthroating me at that moment. "Whether I fuck Katy or not, whether she sucked my dick when we were younger or not, whether we fooled around or not, no matter what we did or didn't do...all I want is to be married to you and live my life with you."

Somehow Adrienne managed to give me a loving flash of her eyes, though they were wet from being choked with cock.

"Now lick my balls," I ordered.

She withdrew from my cock and leaned low to lick my ball sack while I jerked myself with her saliva. Of course, when I asked her to lick my balls, it included that wonderful spot just below them that always got me off. She smothered her lips and tongue on that spot and sucked at it until she felt my cock throb. Then she leaned back and opened her mouth wide.

I groaned as I shot off onto her face in thick, heavy spurts. My cum decorated her beautiful face wonderfully, and made her look really slutty and gorgeous at the same time. What a dichotomy she was, my loving and attentive wife and my whore all at the same time. What every good wife should be. I was really a lucky man.

"God, I'm tired," Adrienne said, gently rubbing my spent cock with my cum still dripping from her face.

"Yeah, me too." I yawned, almost forgetting that Katy was probably waiting up for me.

"You have work to do, mister," Adrienne said, trailing her fingers across her forehead to collect the sperm and lick it off her fingertips.

"Yeah, yeah," I said, pretending to be hesitant to the idea.

Adrienne laughed. "Get down there and talk to your sister. They're leaving in two days."

"What if I offered to let her move in with us?" I asked, even though I had already done as much. "She could stay in the guest room."

Adrienne looked at me plainly, as if she didn't understand what I had just said. I honestly thought maybe she hadn't heard me, so I started to say it again.

"I said-"

"I heard you, dummy," Adrienne interrupted. "I just thought it was already a given that she was moving in with us. Should I not say anything to her?"

"Oh. Well, I think after tonight it will be fine. I'll talk to her about it first right now. Then, I'll feel her out for the...other stuff."

"Feel her out, not up," Adrienne said, then laughed. "God, I'm tired."

"Maybe I'll do both," I joked back, kind of testing the waters to see what she would say.

She actually lit up at hearing that. "Fuck, do you think so? Actually, that would be really hot. Too soon, probably, but hey, if the opportunity presents itself..."

I shook my head. "This is too much, I must be dreaming."

"No babe, you're not." Adrienne stood and put her arms around my neck, her face still plastered with cum though it had dried enough to not drip all over me. "Just promise me that you'll give serious thought to how we'll explain things to Gracie, if for some reason we have to."

It was a bit laughable to have a serious conversation with my wife about our daughter while my cum was all over her face, but I shared her concern.

"Yes, I agree," I replied. "We need to have something ready. I'll think about it."

"I'm gonna jump in the shower," Adrienne said, kissing my cheek and trying not to get any cum on my face. "Have fun down there, and if all goes well, wake me up and tell me what happened."

I smiled and nodded. "You bet."

I pulled on my usual pajamas of track shorts and a t-shirt and quietly crept downstairs to my office. I wasn't concerned about talking to Katy, since there was no need to. I only had to pretend that we had talked and think of what to tell to Adrienne. Katy could help with that.

After I fucked her ass, though.



Katy's Smell: Day 06



 All persons in this story involved in sexual situations are at least 18 years of age.

*****

God, that smell...

Katy was whimpering on her back, sprawled out on the foldout while I was busy between her legs eating her out. Truth be told, my dick was pretty well spent and it would take a lot to give my sister any cum tonight, but I could spend an eternity tasting and smelling her wonderful body.

At some point her hand reached down and her fingers ran through my hair. When she grabbed the back of my head and gently pulled at me to get my face closer to her genitals, I knew she was close to an orgasm. I knew her signals well, and they hadn't changed over the last three years. It was like we had never been separated and the sex hadn't ever stopped.

She cried out and thrashed a bit when I finally brought her off. My tongue was sliding roughly across her clit and danced everywhere on her cunt except for her steaming pussy hole. I was teasing her by staying away from it, even though it was one of her favorite things to have my tongue fill. I could never get much of it inside of her, but the idea that my mouth was plastered across her vagina really got her off.

She convulsed under my face and oozed cream onto my chin. I kept lapping at her delicious lips and kept my attention on her clit. I was purposely overwhelming her, and it was almost too much for her to bear. I was keeping her right on the edge of where pleasure became uncomfortable. Her moans were really sexy and though I was well spent, my dick was rock hard right now.

She sighed deeply and smiled down at me. "God, you're good at that."

I smiled back at her. "It's your smell, it drives me wild."

She giggled, a bit giddy after such a powerful orgasm. She was running her fingers through my hair as I continued softly licking her genitals, running my tongue from her clit down to her ass and back up.

"What does she think we're doing down here?" Katy asked finally, after taking a moment to savor the sensations I was giving her. She knew that Adrienne was beginning to have knowledge of our secret, and that our dream of being together again was close at hand. But she didn't know my wife like I did.

"She knows that we're talking about how we fooled around as kids," I replied, inhaling her scent deeply before sitting up and staring at her swollen pussy. "I think she's expecting that this is the conversation that will sort of tip the scales one way or another."

"Like, I'll either be upset, or into it?" Katy guessed.

I nodded, wiping my chin. "Yeah. I think it's a little premature still to think that I'd be able to convince you, but she's really hopeful."

Katy shrugged. "We could play it up a bit, maybe act like I'm against the idea for a short while but then I come around."

"We just don't have much time," I said, shaking my head. "You and Mom are supposed to be leaving in less than two days."

"That's plenty of time." Katy sat up on her elbows. "We'll tell Mom that you offered to let me move in with you, and I'll go back with her and get my stuff and come back in a day or two after that. Maybe you could come out and help."

I knew what that meant. Lots of time alone together fucking, being with her, helping her pack up and move, driving back while she jerked me off in the car, stopping for gas and fucking in the backseat...

"Adrienne might be ok with that," I said, thinking seriously about it. "But I think she should know by then that we're fucking."

Katy frowned. "You mean, tell her everything?"

I shook my head. "No, I just mean, we should play along with our little game and she should think that we fucked at least once."

Katy was reaching across the foldout and trying to get my shorts off. She had my dick out and was getting ready to suck it, no doubt to return the favor. I let her do what she pleased, but felt like I should warn her how much work it was going to take to make anything happen.

"I'll need your ass tonight," I explained. "Adrienne's sucked me off twice already today. I'll need it hard, too."

Katy nodded, almost indifferent to that information as if it didn't really matter. "No problem. It's all yours."

She took my penis into her mouth and I was reminded again of how much I loved her. She had sucked me off countless times, and knew just how I liked to be touched and stroked. Adrienne was skilled in her own way, but Katy had more experience with it.

As pleasurable as it was, I knew that the longer I wasn't fucking her, the more chance that I would get tired and lose my erection, even with her skilled mouth working me over. I grabbed her arm and spun her around until her ass was facing me. She reacted in unison, falling onto her face and reaching back with her hands to spread her ass. I leaned down to inhale her scent and slather her butt with saliva before going to town on her.

Her grunts filled the room, and would have been heard by anyone right outside if they happened to be there. I knew we were virtually alone though so I didn't see the harm. I had my cock halfway into her ass and was pounding her hard to get the rest in. If we didn't go slow and build up to it, we usually had to work to get it all inside of her body. Her butt liked to be played with and romanced in order to fully open up. But this got the job done too after enough force.

As I plowed into her ass doggystyle, Katy was looking back at me with the hottest expression of submission I had ever seen in her. It was a reminder that her body was mine to do with as I pleased, and even if it hurt her, which it didn't, she wouldn't say or do anything to stop me. She was all mine. I wanted so badly to say that the same was true of me, but I belonged to another so it wasn't the same. It wouldn't ever be the same, and yet somehow there was a solution to this dilemma that involved a very understanding wife and a perverted sister who was in love with me.

Finally Katy's expression broke and she grimaced. I thought I had hurt her finally with such a rough pounding, but she was actually climaxing. It surprised me, since I didn't ever remember her cumming from anal sex before without me fingering her clit. She still thrust back at me in sync with my thrusts, but she was definitely distracted from my pounding by her intense pleasure.

I was spurred on by that and felt like I would finally cum again, so I threw her on her back and lifted her legs so I had access to her asshole again. She watched helplessly as I aimed my thick cock at her butt and pushed it back inside of her. We both usually liked to watched my cock disappear into her as I fucked her, but this time I thrust deep into her rectum and leaned down to kiss her passionately.

Katy responded to my kiss with equal fervor. It was a totally romantic and loving moment between us, even though our sex was of the more perverted and depraved sort at the moment. Our movements were gentle and kind despite the fact that I was invading the wrong hole in a filthy display of sexual deviance. That really got me off for some reason, and I just knew I would be filling her gut with my cum at any moment.

We continued to kiss and fight each others' tongues with our own while I thrust in and out of her back door. Her soft moans and exhalations became animalistic grunts of instinctive willingness. Her body accepted me fully even though I was fucking her in the wrong place, where my penis shouldn't be according to nature. Her eyes were locked onto mine with a sparkle of intense love and passion even though our sex was dominating and somewhat one-sided. She shouldn't be getting pleasure from this obscene act, and yet she had and still was.

"Fuck me," Katy whispered between grunts. "Fill me up. Cum deep in my ass. Fuck that butthole, yes...that's it...take it, take it! Make that ass yours..."

She was getting me there faster than ever with this dirty talk. The hunger she displayed for me to invade her tight anus made me truly believe that I was making her feel good with this forbidden penetration. Combined with my overly sensitive penis from all of the action today, this was going to be one hell of an orgasm.

When it let loose finally, I was balls deep in her intestines and stretching her sphincter beyond anything it had ever endured before. I had never had my penis this far into her ass before. I nestled my face into her neck, and the sweet smell of her skin set off the most intense feeling I had ever experienced in my loins. I think I might have cried a bit even.

I couldn't remember anything except for the pleasure, but when it was over and I had emptied my entire life force into her tight passage, Katy was giggling again. She stroked my head and held me close against her as I stayed deep inside of her ass. I could have fallen asleep in that moment, if I had planned to stay here with her all night. I actually contemplated it, even if Adrienne would wonder why I had been down here so long. I could just tell her that we actually fucked, that I had successfully seduced my sister and we had finally done the deed.

Katy had other plans, though. She breathed softly in my ear.

"We didn't fuck," she said, "but we talked about sex and you think I might be ready to. I admitted that I masturbated to the memories of what we did as kids, and I was fine if you enjoyed recalling those times too. We didn't talk about fucking each other, but I did accept your offer to move here with the understanding that we would both be ok knowing each of us felt this way."

I started to withdraw from Katy's tight hole, but she held me in place.

"No, no," she said. "You're not going anywhere. Stay there. I like it."

I looked at her with a curious smile. "Really?"

She nodded. "Of course, why do you think I let you fuck me there?"

"I just thought you were humoring me."

"That's how it started," she admitted. "But after a bunch of times doing it, I started to like how it felt. I like how it feels wherever you fuck me. I'd eat your cum every time if that's what you wanted, or take it on my face, or anywhere you-"

I interrupted my sister with a kiss, and savored the taste of her saliva.

"You're amazing," I said afterward.

"I know," she said.

The next morning, both Katy and Adrienne went for a morning run. They were gone for a long while, longer than I knew they could possibly keep running for. That meant they were talking, and for some reason that scared the shit out of me.

I had to go to work for a bit around lunch, so I spent time with Mom and Gracie until it was time to leave. I kept expecting my wife and sister to come through the door at any moment, but whatever they were doing was apparently taking a long time. I was insanely curious, but didn't want to interrupt by texting my wife. I didn't bother to bring it up with Mom either, even if she happened to know what was up.

Finally I hopped in the shower and put on a shirt and tie to leave. Just as I was heading out the door, Adrienne was walking in from the garage, a bit soiled from her run but not at all sweaty at the moment. She kissed me on the cheek and smiled.

"We talked," she whispered, and bounded off into the kitchen.

I didn't see Katy anywhere, but I didn't have time to find out what Adrienne had meant by that. It seemed positive from Adrienne's demeanor, so I drove away with butterflies in my stomach.

I was at work longer than I wanted to be, but when it got close to dinner time my cell phone buzzed and provided me with a nice distraction and incentive to hurry home as soon as possible. It was a text from Katy, specifically a very nice picture of her bare ass taken in my bathroom.

Miss you.

Before I could even reply, I got another ass shot, this time with her free hand spreading her butt cheek to expose her anus. It looked a bit stretched and raw still, though it was probably just my perverted imagination, but it was intensely arousing. I put the rest of my work away and hurried out of the office. I was semi erect the entire way to the parking garage.

I drove fast to get home as soon as possible. I wasn't sure what to expect though, since I only knew that there had been a conversation between Katy and Adrienne but I didn't know its subject or content.

Adrienne had cooked a big chicken dinner and I was able to eat before it all went cold. I was dying to talk to my wife about what had transpired, but of course I wasn't going to be rude to my Mom during her last full day here. She was leaving tomorrow, and presumably Katy along with her unless things had changed. No one said anything during the course of the evening to suggest that Katy had accepted my offer to move here and live with us. That worried me but as long as everyone was positive and happy, I was sure it would all work out. If she was leaving for a while, I would definitely miss her. I didn't want to think about going another long stretch without her addictive presence.

Mom wanted to go to bed early so she could be fresh for the trip back home tomorrow, so we all retired a bit earlier than normal. Gracie was out cold so I put her to bed, and while I carried her up to her room in my arms, I remembered how Adrienne had asked me to think about how I would explain our strange predicament to her. A predicament that wasn't confirmed yet, so perhaps it was premature, but I couldn't imagine a future where I wouldn't be fucking my sister regularly. We had come too far now to go back. Our three year hiatus from each other was like a rubber band being stretched almost to a breaking point, and it was finally released to snap back with more force than ever.

I tucked Gracie in and she stirred briefly, looking up at me with sleepy eyes.

"Daddy?" she said softly.

"Yeah baby?" I replied, kissing her forehead.

"Is Aunt Katy really gonna live with us?"

Her question was a sleepy, half-awake utterance but it made my heart jump. If Gracie knew the plan, then they had certainly discussed it in my absence. Why hadn't they said anything to me about it then? Did Mom not know yet? Surely Gracie wouldn't be able to keep it a secret, so she must have known. I was confused but no doubt I would understand in a few moments when I went to my bedroom to see my wife.

"Yes baby," I answered. "She's going to be here to spend time with you, lots of time. Isn't that great?"

Gracie nodded and yawned deeply, then she was out. I flicked off the light and closed her bedroom door behind me.

I was surprised to see Katy suddenly standing there, apparently waiting for me in the hall, wearing only a bathrobe. It was one of Adrienne's, and before I could even say anything she unfastened it and held it open for me to see her naked body underneath. Her trademark devilish smile flashed across her face.

"Put it in me, quickly!" she hissed.

I just stood there, taken aback by her boldness. After all, we were only a few paces down the hall from my bedroom where Adrienne was waiting for me. She could open our bedroom door and come out here at any moment, though her catching us in the act wasn't exactly a disaster any more.

I did as instructed and undid my pants, smiling sheepishly as I whipped my penis out. Katy stepped forward and her warm body rubbed against me. She purposely rubbed herself against my cock, getting it hard in seconds. Once it was stiff enough to do the deed, she leaned back against the wall and thrust her hips up to give me standing access to her vagina.

It was awkward but I managed to get down low enough to aim the tip of my cock at her velvety entrance. I spit on the tip and rubbed it up and down her slit for a moment before pushing it inside of her. She moaned quietly as I slid up and into her. I pushed all the way in, as far as I could get, and nearly lifted her off the ground as I pinned her to the wall like this. She clawed at my neck and her eyes closed in pleasure.

"What the hell is going on?" I said with a bit of a grunt. It did feel really good, after all.

"Talk to your wife," Katy said, her eyes still closed. "She made me promise to let her tell you."

"What did you do?" I said sternly, but I was thrusting now, trying to fuck her in this position with only marginal success.

She smiled at me. "Now my ass."

Immediately she withdrew from me and pushed me backward a step so she could turn around and put her face against the wall, resting her cheek on it so she could reach back with both hands and spread her ass for me. I was confused and curious, but I wasn't going to resist such an invitation. I spit more heavily onto my fingers this time and wet my dick as much as I could, and touched the tip to her pink little butthole.

She hissed as I forced it up into her rectum, not in pain but in a devious acceptance of something so base and forbidden, as if our sex itself wasn't. I only got about half of my penis inside of her, but she didn't appear to be in this for any particular goal except to have me inside of her in both places.

"There," she said, pulling back from me and then squatting down to suck my dick. "You've been in all three holes. I just had to have that before you had her."

Before I could say anything, Katy bounded off downstairs, leaving me standing there with my dick out and a bit frustrated actually. Was that her intent? What was Adrienne about to reveal to me that Katy had been sworn to secrecy about? Did she spill everything today, after we had agreed not to?

I put my dick back in my pants and went into my bedroom to finally get some answers.

Adrienne was on the bed, masturbating. It was quite a sight, not one I was a stranger to by any means but still, after what had just occurred in the hallway with Katy, it was kind of bizarre. She was hot about something, obviously, and seeing me enter the room didn't sway her one bit. Her hand was still rubbing at her pussy as she lay naked on the bed.

"What in the hell is going on here?" I asked.

She propped herself up on her elbow but continued to casually stroke her genitals. "What? You don't like what you see?"

I realized I couldn't reveal what had just transpired in the hallway without giving away too much. She probably didn't know Katy had planned that, and if I told her, it would definitely seem like more had occurred than Adrienne knew about. The lie had to continue, at least for one more night. Unless, of course, she was more informed than I knew.

"What did you two talk about today?" I asked, not answering her question. "Gracie knew all about the plan to have Katy move in with us."

Adrienne nodded. "Yes, so does your mother. We talked all about it today. She seemed kind of sad about it, actually, because she's used to being around Katy a lot. So we didn't want to bring it up around you for her sake. But it's happening."

I understood. The way my mother was, if we had talked about it she would probably burst into tears at the thought of her daughter moving away. That would upset Gracie, and Mom would feel like she ruined the end of the week. It was better that we left it unspoken. As usual, Adrienne proved quite sensible and wise.

"Come here and lay with me," she insisted, seeing that I was bothered about something. She was incredibly sexy, but her attitude shifted to more of an empathetic role. "What's the matter?"

I started taking my clothes off and approached the bed. Once I was completely naked, I laid on the bed next to my wife with a full erection. She gently touched it and began to lightly stroke it affectionately, to soothe me more than get me off.

"I know something happened this morning," I said, lightly touching her inner thigh. "You two talked, didn't you?"

"Of course," she said.

"And?" I pressed. "I asked Katy what happened, and she said to talk to you because you swore her to secrecy."

That was a bit of a gamble, because in reality Katy had told me that with our true sexual relationship in mind, not the tentative one that was only just forming in Adrienne's mind. Maybe Katy hadn't meant for me to reveal that she had told me that, and was just trusting in Adrienne to bring up the details of their conversation at the appropriate time when she felt it was right. It didn't appear as though it mattered though, because she just smiled at me.




Katy's Smell: Day 06



"Yes, that's true," she replied. "I asked her outright if she would consider helping me fulfill one of your fantasies. She seemed very intrigued by that."

I smirked, wondering what had actually gone through Katy's mind when Adrienne had asked her that. If only she knew...

"And that fantasy was fucking her?" I asked.

Adrienne shrugged. "More or less. We talked about how you and her had discussed the events of your life growing up, and how close you both were. I let her know right away that I was not at all disgusted by what had happened, and I actually considered it healthy behavior for similarly-aged children. She seemed to open up to me after that."

My touching of her legs went further as I began feeling her up. She leaned back and allowed me full access to whatever part of her body I wanted. I even started fingering her in the ass and she grabbed my hand away at first, but only to bring it to her mouth so she could wet my fingers with saliva, and then pushed it back down to her crotch and let me insert two fingers up her tight backdoor while we continued talking.

"So she knows that I told you about everything?" I asked.

Adrienne nodded. "And she knows that you've confided in me how you fantasize about doing those things again, how you're turned on by the forbidden nature of it all. Of course, a wife would never just tell her husband's sister these things for no reason, so I made sure she understood that I was entrusting her with a deep secret."

I almost laughed at the idea that now my wife was spinning a tale like I had done to her, all in a well-meaning manipulation of Katy as I had been manipulating her. I rolled her over and she got onto her hand and knees, sticking her ass into the air toward me. I slid my cock up into her pussy and my thumb into her butt and started fucking.

"Uh...ugh...so she's agreed to do it," Adrienne said, grunting with each thrust. "Fuck...uhnn..."

"Do what?" I asked, pushing deep with each penetration.

"Uhn...mmm...uh...indulge you...fuck...yes..."

"Indulge me how?" I demanded. "How far is she going to go?"

I kept fucking her hard but she was able to keep talking to me even though it looked like she was really getting off. She was really close to a climax, which made me wonder how long she had been masturbating.

"She knows that I'm ok with anything," Adrienne replied, strangely coherent suddenly, "including sex, but that I don't want to be involved in it."

She reached between her legs and suddenly she was climaxing hard, her eyes squeezing tightly shut and her mouth twisting in pleasure. Her pussy convulsed on my shaft and I had to pull out to keep from cumming already. When her asshole clenched into my thumb and I felt her soft insides undulating against my invading digit, I couldn't hold it back and I had to let loose all over her backside. I aimed my cock at her back and let it fly.

She purred as I came all over her, shooting all the way up to the back of her neck and trailing lines of thick white sperm across her back. She wasn't disappointed at all that I had only lasted those few minutes, in fact she was the type who would be flattered that I was so turned on by her.

"So what's next?" I asked, rubbing the tip of my cock against the small of her back where my cum was pooling.

"That's up to you," Adrienne said, glancing back at me. "Fool around with her, fuck her, whatever seems right. I'll give you privacy to do whatever you want, whenever you want to. But I want you to tell me the things you two do together. I want you to tell me while we fuck, and if you're so inclined, I'd like you to call me 'Katy' while we do it."

"My god," I said, shaking my head, "what are you? How did I get so lucky to find a woman like you?"

Adrienne laid her face down on the bed and sighed contentedly. "I'm just a regular person, like you. I like sex, and certain things turn me on more than others. Katy is the same, except that she doesn't have a sexual outlet right now without you. You're providing something for her that she desperately needs, and I have a feeling that you don't even know what you're in for."

"Why do you say that?" I asked.

"Just something I think, is all. I mean, she's gorgeous and you two did stuff as kids. There's a wild side to her that she would otherwise keep secret until she found the right man to share it with. Right now, you're that man. You're her big brother, the one who stayed close to her all growing up while your Mom was busy working to support you both. She really feels like she owes you a lot, and I think maybe she's always been attracted to you and that's why she stayed away these past few years, because she thought it was wrong for her to feel that way."

That was an interesting take on the whole thing, from an outside perspective. It played well, too. I could let Adrienne believe that and it would fit perfectly with the lie. But a part of me felt like eventually I would be sharing the full truth with her. It seemed right, but it would have to come at the right time. Maybe we should see how this all goes for the time being, in case things don't work out. Not that I had any doubt it would.

"So tomorrow," I said, resting on the bed next to my cum-covered wife, "she's going back with my Mom?"

Adrienne rolled over as much as she could without soiling the bed so she could face me. "Yes, she felt like she owed your Mom that much. It's really hard for her, so Katy wants to spend the next few days with her while she packs up her things. She doesn't have much, and I told her we would help her out as much as she needed for as long as she needed it."

"You really are the best," I said, leaning in to peck her on the lips.

"I really am," she agreed, with a smile. "I'm only sad that you probably won't get to do anything with her until she comes back."

I shook my head. "We waited this long, and to be honest I'm kind of nervous."

Adrienne touched my shoulder reassuringly. "Don't be. At least, don't worry about me. I'm excited for you two to be together. I'm still creaming myself just thinking about it."

I rolled her back onto her stomach and spread her butt roughly, making her asshole gape a bit. I leaned down to lick at it, making her whimper. She was definitely horny still, perhaps more so now.

"Maybe I should fuck you in the ass now," I said. "Would you like that, Katy?"

Adrienne looked back at me with the fiercest look I had ever seen. Calling her by my sister's name had sparked the thing in her that she knew it would. She nodded, like a frightened little girl who didn't know what she was in for.

"Yes," she whispered, "please fuck my ass...bro."

I smiled and started jerking my erection back to life. This was going to be fun...

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To be continued...one more chapter still to come!