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Tim and Tina Ch. 01

By: Jay2Kay



Disclaimer - all characters involved are at least 18 years old. This is a spin-off series from my previous one entitled My Wife the Hero; and is a direct explanation to their parents about how and why they decide they love each other and how their secret relationship came about. You don't need to read the previous series to enjoy this one, but if you want a little background on the family, I suggest reading MWTH in the Loving Wives category. Enjoy!

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So, you want to hear our story, do you? You like to hear about a little bit of brother/sister incest? Well, you've come to the right place. This is the story we told our parents right after our "Uncle" Andy was arrested. He turned out to be quite the asshole. He and his wife had a weird relationship, always bringing extra people or couples into their bed. I guess I can't say too much since my brother and I hooked up a while ago. Anyway, Andy had gone behind Aunt Dana's back and hooked up with a couple, both of which were bi-sexual. Apparently so is Andy. Aunt Dana caught him sharing a cock with the guy's wife. The only reason Aunt Dana was pissed was because he'd done it behind her back, so she considered it cheating.

Well, they got divorced and she somehow seduced my parents one night and then they decided to make her their girlfriend. Dana doesn't live with us fulltime yet, but I see that happening one day; maybe when Tim and I go off to college. Anyway, our dad isn't happy with our decision to stay together, but he hasn't disowned us and says he still loves us. I'm sure he'll come around one day, especially when we decide to have kids and he wants to have a relationship with his grandkids. No, that's not happening right now, I'm not pregnant. After we told our parents we were sleeping together, Mom took me to the doctor to get put on the pill. I'm totally okay with it because once it started working, we were able to fuck without protection. It feels so much better without a condom, for both of us.

So, let me go back to a few months ago, to a month before Andy took my family hostage and my mom held him at knifepoint by the balls. God, I never knew just how badass my mom was until that day. It still scares me to think about what happened but when I think back to my mom and what a hero she was that day, it definitely helps me sleep better at night. My dad and Tim played their parts too, but not only did she hold Andy by his tiny cock with a steak knife, but before Tim had sneaked that knife in there, she was willing to give her body to Andy to keep him from killing us all, oh, and from fucking me. I doubt I would have felt much after having Tim's monster of a cock in me for about a month, though.

So, our story begins about five months ago; Tim had brought home another slut from school (What? She IS a slut! Sorry, for the interruption). Anyway, I'll tell you how it went...

I put the last of my notes from the auditions in my backpack and see Daniel, my assistant director zipping up his own backpack. He's really cute; he kinda has a Harry Potter look about him, in fact, most of the girls in the school secretly call him Daniel Radcliffe or even Harry. He has plastic rimmed glasses, brown hair that's typically in an organized mess, and a handsome face. The only detail about him that sets him apart from Harry Potter and the actor who plays him is his eyes. Harry's eyes are supposed to be green, Daniel Radcliffe's are blue, but this Daniel's are hazel; so sexy. I don't doubt he knows about the nickname most of the girls have for him, but he doesn't act like he does. He's such a nice, quiet guy, which is something I find very attractive about him; I find his shyness endearing. Of course, so do a lot of other girls, yet he doesn't date at all.

I throw my pack over my shoulders and catch up with him outside before he can disappear out to his car for his drive home. 

"Dan!" I call out, since that's what I typically call him at rehearsals. "Wait up!" I say as he stops at the sound of my voice.

When he turns to look at me, my stomach flutters nervously. God he's so cute (Oh, don't roll your eyes at me; he IS cute...Yes, you're way hotter than he is, Tim. Shut up and let me tell my part of the story. You'll have your turn later.). 

"Hey Tina, what's up?" he asks, waiting for me to catch up with him so we can walk out to the parking lot together.

"What'd you think of the auditions today?" I ask him, trying to get him talking.

He grunts and shakes his head. "Let's just say I can't wait to get to college where there'll be real talent," he says.

"Oh," I say in a small voice.

"No, not you! You're brilliant, but the rest of the school is miles behind both of us. You're going to do well at UCLA," he says, realizing his blunder.

I blush. "Thanks. You're a great director. That's why I was hoping you'd take over for me. I wrote the play, but you know it as well as I do and you've done so well directing in the past."

"Are you sure? I mean, this is your project, not mine," he says.

I nod enthusiastically. "I was hoping to audition for the lead role tomorrow," I confess. "No one seems to understand the character or where she's coming from like I do."

"I think that's a great idea, actually. I mean, you're the best actress we have in the school; you're perfect for the role. Honestly, if you want me to take over directing, I'll say you have the part already," he laughs.

I giggle at his wordy compliment. "Thanks, you're sweet, but I think I'll audition like everyone else, that way there's no hint of favoritism."

He nods. "Smart idea," he says. "So, just to clarify, I'm directing now?"

I nod. "I trust you to keep true to the story. Just keep in mind, if you deter from what I've written too much, I'm firing your ass," I tease.

He laughs kindly. "Fair enough."

We stop at his car, standing in awkward silence.

"Do you want to go out this weekend?" I blurt out.

He takes a step back, shocked. "I... um... really?" he stammers.

"Yeah, I mean, I've liked you for a while now and just wanted to say something before we graduate and go our separate ways and only see each other at reunions," I ramble quickly.

"That's really sweet, Tina, but, shit, I don't know how to say this," he hesitates. "I'm gay," he tells me and it hits me like a ton of bricks.

"You are?" I ask, trying to hold my emotions back.

He nods but he looks at me sadly. "I'm so sorry, I thought you knew," he says gently.

I shake my head. "I guess that explains why I never see you date anyone," I say, trying to laugh but my emotions are getting the best of me.

"Hey, come here," he says extending his arms. 

I accept his hug gratefully. At least this rejection has a valid reason. 

"I'm so sorry, Tina. I really want us to stay friends, though. I love working with you on the plays and everything," he says.

"Hey, I can't decide what your type is, right?" I try to joke through my tears.

He pulls back but holds me by the shoulders. "If I didn't like guys, I'd be all over you," he says and I laugh, wiping away my tears.

"Thanks," I say. "I should go."

"Okay," he says and then hugs me again. "You can call me anytime, though, okay? I'd love to be more than just drama geek friends," he says with a wink.

I nod. "I will. See you tomorrow," I say and then walk quickly to my car, desperately holding back more tears until I'm locked inside.

Once I'm finally inside, I start the car and blast my iPod through the car speakers to drown me out. When I finally calm down enough to drive home, I keep my music turned up. It's my way of drowning out my thoughts and dealing with the heartbreak. No, I don't turn on sad music, what's the point of that? I'm already sad, why would I want to draw it out any longer?

I park in my spot on the driveway; Tim told me to take his spot since I now have the newer car, this way it's more protected from bad drivers and asshole neighborhood kids. I used to have a 90s model Honda Accord, but when I got rear-ended by some bitch from school in her big ass SUV, my car was totaled. Mom and Dad took me to get a new one. No, I'm not as spoiled as you might think; it was also a gift to celebrate my scholarship to UCLA, my election to ASB Senior Class President, and my announcement as being in the running for Class Valedictorian; I work my ass off. We just hadn't found a way to celebrate outside of a quiet family dinner. When Tim decides on which school he wants to go to, that's when they'll offer him a new car. I doubt he'll take it, though; he loves his 1972 Camaro. That's all I know about it, so don't ask me the engine size or any of those specifics. I'll tell you this, though: It's a dark silver-ish color with two black racing stripes down the center and the engine is so loud, you can hear it coming up the street during a thunderstorm. I won't lie, it's a hot car and absolutely beautiful. He takes good care of it himself, too. Sometimes Dad works on it with him; it's their male bonding time. 

As I walk into the house, I hear music blaring from his room which can only mean one thing; he's got a girl up there and is trying to keep quiet so Mom doesn't notice. He's an idiot for thinking that works; Mom knows all about it but just doesn't say anything to him. I don't know why, but sometimes I wish she would. The girls he hooks up with are all whores that bounce around from guy to guy on either the football, basketball or baseball teams. Yes, Tim is the star quarterback, so he gets all kinds of attention from girls at school, so, I guess I can't blame him for taking advantage of that attention. The thing is I know deep down in my brother's heart he wants something that lasts longer and is real. He's just caught up in the attention right now.

I walk up the stairs and go to my room. Tim's door is shut but I can hear the girl's giggling and then her moans. I don't hear anything from him, so I assume they're just getting started and he's performing some oral on her. Maybe it's my broken heart or maybe it's just plain curiosity since I've never slept with anyone before (yes, I was still a virgin at this point) but I wanted to see what he was doing. I shut and lock my door and then enter our shared bathroom we each have access to from our rooms. I notice the button isn't pushed in to lock his door, so I quietly turn the knob and pull the door open slightly. There's a perfect view of his bed and sure enough, he's got her pulled to the edge of the foot of his bed, her skirt is lifted up to her chest and her legs are spread wide, her heels resting on his big, broad shoulders. He's still got his clothes on, too, confirming my assumption that they've just gotten started.

Tim's face is buried in the girl's vagina and she's squirming like a worm freshly pulled out of the ground. Her thin legs barely have any shape to them, but what she lacks there she makes up for in her chest for sure. Not many of us girls in High School have large tits, so seeing how ample she is in her chest narrows it down to a select few in the school. That's something that confuses me; I'm one of the few girls with decent sized breasts, yet I hardly get attention from any guys; maybe being Tim's twin sister has something to do with it. My eyes wander up to her face as she lifts her head up to look down at my brother eating her out.

Tiffany; the biggest skank in our school. I don't think there's a guy in the school who hasn't fucked her. Hell, I'm sure even Daniel fucked her and he's apparently gay. If that fucker is lying about that to avoid dating me, I'll castrate him. Sorry, off topic. 

I continue to watch as Tim eats the whore out and she begins to get louder the closer her orgasm comes. Tim must be talented with his tongue because she digs her nails into the back of his head as she begins to scream his name. I feel my own pussy begin to tingle as I watch the two of them completely unnoticed. I stick my hand under the waist of my long skirt and down into my panties to play with myself as I continue to watch. I close my eyes and imagine myself on Tim's bed as it's me he eats out instead of Tiffany. My eyes snap open in shock as I realize I'm thinking of my brother sexually. This has never happened to me before. I don't bother shutting his door as I retreat to my room and shut my door to the bathroom loudly.

I barely hear muffled voices come from his room as Shinedown suddenly blares through his stereo speakers; it's their song "Enemies". The music doesn't shut off but someone tries to open my door; when they realize it's locked they knock instead. I sit on the edge of my bed; there's no way I'm going to open the door.

"Tina, you in there?" Tim's voice asks kindly. 

"No!" I answer and he's silent for a moment. 

"You okay?" he asks, ignoring my sarcastic response.

"I'm great!" I call back.

I hear their muffled voices again and then heavy footsteps. The next thing I know, my door to the bathroom flies open. I jump and turn towards the door, my heart racing like a rabbit. 

"Tiffany!" I gasp. 

"Were you spying on us?" she demands angrily; her short skirt barely falling halfway down her smooth, tan thighs. I can see why so many guys still want a piece of her even though she's been with so many other guys already. She looks like Megan Fox but less bitchy.

"Not on purpose," I say timidly.

"You perverted bitch!" she screams at me.

"Excuse me?" I say, standing up so she no longer towers over me.

"You heard me you bitch," she calls me again. 

"This, coming from the school bicycle?"

"Fuck you, you cunt!" Okay, so maybe Megan Fox is less bitchy.

"I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you, you whore!" I shout back. 

"HEY!" Tim finally steps in and stands between me and Tiffany. "Nobody talks to my sister that way, I don't care who the fuck you are," he says calmly. "Now, get your slutty cunt out of this house before I unleash my sister's crazy ass on you," Tim threatens.

Tiffany glares at him. "Just wait until the school hears about this," she says, giving a threat of her own.

Tim laughs. "Tell everybody what you want. Who do you think they're going to believe, the star quarterback or the school slut?"

"Now, hold on a second," she says, putting one hand on a hip and pointing a finger into the air as she leans on her other hip. "Why is it I'm a slut and you're a stud? You've probably banged as many girls in our school as I've had guys fuck me," she argues and I can't deny her point; it is a sad double standard.

"The difference between you and me, Tiff, is I actually work at it," he says stepping up to her. "I treat a girl kindly, take her out a few times before fucking her. Plus, there's no way I've slept with as many girls as guys have fucked you," he laughs. "Especially not after Homecoming..." he trails off and her face turns red. 

He's referring to the rumor of her being ganged banged by the entire defensive line of our Varsity football team, plus two wrestlers and even a couple cheerleaders (not male ones). If Tim is confirming its validity, then she has definitely out-fucked my brother. Plus, what he's saying about the girls he's been with is true. Every time I hear a girl talk about my brother, they always talk about how sweet and kind he is to them when they have sex; they even talk about how he takes care of their needs before his own. I've always been jealous of them (which I admit is the only reason I called them sluts before), but more in the way that I wanted to find a guy like that; someone who loves me more than themselves, because that's how I'd treat them in the relationship as well. Tiffany's reputation was less stellar. At best she's compared to high end porn stars. 

"You two deserve each other," she says, her voice full of poison, and then she leaves the house.

"You okay?" Tim asks me and then just as another song in his room ends, we hear a loud crash of glass breaking outside.

His eyes widen and he bolts for the front door. I follow behind him, dreading what's happened. When we open the front door, our mouths drop open as Tiffany slams her softball bat into his windshield. Tim runs for the phone and calls the cops before she finishes destroying his car. 

"It's happening right fucking now!" he shouts desperately into the phone. "Yes, I know her! I just kicked her out of my house, we go to school together...Of course I did something to upset her...She threatened my sister so I threatened to tell the truth about what a slut she is to the entire school, it's not like it's news to anyone, but...Thank you...! Her name is Tiffany Robertson...No, I don't know her address but she's still damaging my car as we speak! Just send someone to stop her!" he begs.

I storm out to confront Tiffany but make a pit-stop at my car first and retrieve my mace from the glove box. The small spray can clenched in my fist, I walk right up to Tiffany. Without a word she raises the bat but I hit her square in the eyes with the mace and she screams bloody murder, dropping the aluminum bat to the ground. I can hear sirens in the distance, so I pocket the mace and stand out of her way as she stumbles around blindly. I hear a car coming up the street, so I go out to direct them around her; no need to let her get hit by a car. 

Tiffany finally takes a seat nearby in our driveway, minutes later a squad car arrives. We explain the situation, I point out the bat and tell them I was the one who sprayed her with the mace, which they confiscate as evidence. Once they fill out the report, they give a copy to Tim so he can file a claim with the insurance company, then they leave with Tiffany in custody. Tim storms back inside to call our insurance company, and I follow him to his room.

"I can't believe she did that!" he says in a much higher voice than normal. 

"I'm sorry," I apologize, feeling guilty for what happened. "If I hadn't pissed her off, this wouldn't have happened."

"It's not your fault, sis, you didn't do anything wrong," he says calmly, sitting next to me on his bed. 

"Yeah I did, I was spying on you," I confess before I realize what I'm saying. "Shit," I say regretfully.

"Why were you spying?" he asks; he's not upset, just curious.

"I really don't know. Curiosity, jealousy," my cheeks burn hot, "take your pick."

"Jealousy?" he asks. "Jealous of who?" he pries.

I roll my eyes at him. "Tim, it's just been a crappy afternoon, I'd rather not talk about this," I say and get up to head to my room.

"Hey, you just got the shit beat out of my car, I think I deserve an answer," he says but he doesn't look malicious or even angry with me, though he has a good point.

I sigh. "Fine," I say and tell him everything that happened starting with Daniel right up to when Tiffany burst into my room.

He chuckles a little bit at first and then rolls onto his back, laughing hysterically. 

"Fuck you, Tim!" I say and get up.

He grabs my hand before I can leave and pulls me back to his bed. "Wait, I'm sorry. I know it's not supposed to be funny, but you really had no idea Daniel is gay?"

"That's what you're laughing about?" I say, still standing but facing him now. 

I don't pull my hand away from him like I normally would, and he notices as well. Tim doesn't let go of my hand either. Instead he gently pulls me to sit down next to him again.

"I'm sorry, Tina," he starts. "I shouldn't have laughed at you. I guess I just assumed that the rumors about him had reached the entire school by now. I mean, they started back in sophomore year."

"Really?" I ask. "I mean, I kinda heard things, but I never believed them. I just thought he never dated anyone because he didn't like any of the girls in our school."

"Well, you're right, he doesn't like any girls in our school," he says and I understand his implication.

"Don't tell me he hooked up with any guys at school."

"Okay, I won't tell you," he promises.


Tim and Tina Ch. 01



I fall back on his bed. "I can't believe I didn't see it myself," I lament. 

"Sis, don't beat yourself up. Daniel is a great guy, I'll admit he's good-looking too, plus you have theater in common, which should have given something away in my opinion. But, you were in love, you didn't want to see the truth; you wanted to be with him," he says as he reclines on his side, propping his head up with his right hand while gently caressing my arm with his other. 

I feel goose pimples rising on my skin where he touches me and I do my best to hold back a shiver. 

"Are you okay, sis?" he asks in a whisper.

I turn my head to face him and his baby blue eyes lock on mine. It's our one feature that makes us as close to identical as fraternal twins can be. I nod at him nervously; I don't know why I'm so nervous. Tim's my brother; my amazing, gorgeous brother and best friend. 

A strand of hair falls over my right eye as I stare at him; he moves the hand that's caressing my arm and pushes the long strand back behind my ear. He drags his fingers down and along my jawline until he reaches my chin and then he resumes caressing my arm. I can see why so many girls go out with him. He's so gentle and caring; or is he just acting this way with me because I'm his sister. 

"Is what Tiffany said true?" I ask him.

"About what?" he asks.

"About you sleeping with as many girls as she's been with guys."

He shakes his head. "I actually haven't been with as many girls as everybody thinks."

"But you've had so many girlfriends."

He shrugs. "Maybe, but I didn't fuck them all. Not even half."

"Everybody seems to think you did."

"I know. I probably should have said something so people didn't think that, but even when I've run into those girls again, they don't seem to care what the rumor about them is. It's weird, you know? Usually if it's found out that a girl sleeps with a guy, she's automatically called a slut, but for some reason when people find out it was me they were supposedly with, slut rumors don't start."

"It's because of who you are," I tell him. 

His forehead scrunches up in the cutest way as he looks confused. "What do you mean?"

I smile and giggle at him; oh my god, I'm fawning over my brother like every other girl in the school does. I compose myself mentally and explain to him exactly what I mean. "I mean, when you do sleep with a girl, she's not afraid to admit it because of how you treat her. Even from what I saw with Tiffany, you treat girls lovingly and respectfully. So many of the assholes in our school bang a girl and leave her. Not you, you take care of them, make them feel wanted and loved. I'm surprised none stick around longer."

He looks guilty when I tell him that. "What's wrong?" I ask.

His eyes meet mine again. "I've broken a lot of hearts," he says. 

I shrug. "We're in High School, it's the place hearts get broken," I say indicating myself.

Without thinking, he leans forward and kisses me quickly but gently on the lips. His eyes widen as he realizes what he's done.

"I...I'm...I'm sorry, sis. I didn't mean to," he stammers.

"Shhhh," I say and then reach up and run my fingers through his brown hair. "Don't apologize," I whisper. 

"You were just being so sweet to me and-" I stop him with a finger on his lips.

"Tim, stop," I command kindly. "If you hadn't kissed me, I think I would have kissed you," I confess.

"Really?" he asks hopefully but then realizes what that means. "But, you're my sister, I'm your brother. It isn't right for us to act like this."

I nod. "I know, but you can't control how you feel about someone," I say, caressing his face gently now. 

"And, how do you feel?" he asks. I haven't seen this vulnerable side to him in so long; I realize I've missed it quite a bit. 

"Tim, you know I love you, I always have. You're my best friend and I care about you deeply," I say, avoiding the answer he knows I want to give but am too afraid to admit.

"I already know that, sis. But, that's not what I asked," he says.

"This isn't fair, you know?" I tell him.

"What do you mean?" he asks.

"I mean, it's not fair to ask a girl how she feels without confessing how you feel first. You're making her take the entire risk," I explain.

He grins at me. "I love you too, sis," he says and then leans forward and kisses me again. Electricity runs through my body, starting at my lips, into my brain and then to my extremities. When he parts my lips with his tongue, I melt into the bed. He halfway lays on me as he opens and closes his mouth as we begin to make out. The front door shuts loudly as Mom returns from her errands as usual. We break apart and straighten ourselves out before she makes her way upstairs. I actually thought she was already home; I'm glad she slammed the door the way she did.

"I have to tell you something before Mom comes up here," Tim says before I get up and walk out of his room.

"What's that?" I ask curiously, sitting back down on his bed.

"The reason I haven't lasted more than a couple weeks with a girl is because none of them were the right one. Before it was because they didn't get along with you or even try to, but the past couple of months that reason changed," he says leaving things wide open.

"And what's that reason?" I ask, knowing full well what the answer was; I just wanted to hear him say it.

"I'll tell you tonight," he says with a mischievous grin.

"Brat," I say and then give him one last kiss before going to my room. I lie on my bed and think about the crazy couple of hours that I've just gone through. In a matter of just two hours I went from brokenhearted to feeling as if I'd never been broken in the first place.

To Be Continued...



Tim and Tina Ch. 02



Hey, Tim here, I'll be telling the next part. I think Tina might have been exaggerating some parts a bit. You see, I didn't just leave her hanging with my last comment. Mom was right down the hall and I really didn't want her to hear what I had to say. But, I let her think I was being a brat and waited until that night to talk to her...

During dinner Dad asks me what happened to my car and I tell him the story; well a PG version of the story and then explain that the insurance company has been called and a tow truck is coming tomorrow to take the car to our mechanic since the windshield is too busted up to safely drive it. I also explain that Tiffany was taken into custody as well. Dad asks if I'm pressing charges and I "Hell yeah!" and say that I've put too much time and money into that car to not press charges. Satisfied that I've handled things, we move on and enjoy the rest of the meal.

After dinner with the family, I excuse myself, saying I have homework to finish. It isn't a lie, but I don't have a first period class, so I usually do my homework in the Library before second period; and if it's a good morning due to my homework being done the night before, or there not being any to turn in, I get to sleep in and show up for second period. Tina has a similar situation; hers is just during fifth period which is right after lunch. She's kind of a nerd, so she likes being at school early (Ow! Hey, it's true, Miss Valedictorian!). 

I sit on my bed, reading a book from a series one of the girls I dated suggested (Yes, always the tone of surprise when I mention I like to read... sometimes.). Anyway, after a few minutes I notice Tina standing in my doorway.

"Hey sis," I say, sliding a bookmark into the page I'm reading and then setting the book on my nightstand. "Wanna sit down?" I ask and scoot over on my bed so she can sit next to me. She shuts my door before joining me on the bed. 

She sits next to me, stretching her long legs out in front of her and crossing her arms over her chest, just below her big, round breasts. "So, what were you going to say earlier that you made me wait for?" she prods, poking me in the ribs flirtatiously. 

My arms are also crossed, so I grab her finger and hold on; she doesn't try to pull away. She turns her head towards me as I rub my thumb along the back of her tiny hand; her skin is so smooth and warm compared to my rough, callused hands. 

"Remind me, what we were talking about?" I ask, knowing full well what it was. 

She sighs, clearly frustrated with me playing dumb. "You were talking about why you never stuck with a girl for more than a couple weeks."

"Oh, right!" I pretend to just remember; she tries to poke me in the ribs again, but my grip on her finger is too strong, even though I'm barely holding on. I chuckle and then say, "None of them were good enough," I say.

"You said that already," she reminds me.

"Right, well, I guess I didn't tell you the standard they were held up to," I confess.

"And what was that standard? Mom?" she teases.

I shake my head. "Worse; you," I say.

Her mouth falls open slightly. "Me? Have you not looked at mom lately?"

I laugh. "I have, but I'm not about to compare girls to Mom. Isn't it bad enough I compare them to you?" I ask.

"What's so bad about that?" she demands.

"There's nothing bad about that, but guys don't normally compare girls to their sisters. Usually it's a celebrity or an ex-girlfriend they really liked. But, for me it's you who holds the standard and there's only one you," I tell her. 

Her eyes seem to melt as I finally look into them after confessing what I'd been holding back earlier. It isn't even everything I'd been holding back. 

"There's more, isn't there?" she asks.

"Curse this twins' connection," I blame the strange phenomenon. 

She laughs. "Just tell me. You already told me you love me earlier and you know I love you; we've it that for years," she says.

My stomach clenches nervously as I realize I'm about to confess that I more than just love my sister in a brotherly way. Sure, we kissed earlier and it was great, but it was just a kiss right? Even I don't believe that. Siblings don't kiss like we did this afternoon. She knows how I feel about her and I know how she feels about me, now was just confessing for how long it's been.

"Sis, how long have I had the reputation of a girl not lasting more than two weeks dating me?" I ask.

She looks up at the ceiling trying to remember how far back she'd heard the rumor. "I guess since about sophomore year," she says. "It was right after you saved the football game after relieving the starting quarterback and dated one of the cheerleaders."

I nod; that's pretty close, but my feelings for her go back even farther than that. "That's about right," I tell her. "But, do you know when it was that I first fell in love with you?"

She shakes her head but I don't miss the bright smile on her face either. I lean over and kiss her briefly before telling her the story.

"Well, it was back in Junior High. We were closer back then and everybody knew just how close we were. We were inseparable; even Mom and Dad say so," I start the story but she interjects briefly.

"I miss how close we used to be," she confesses.

"I do, too. But, our interests in High School took us in two different directions; I hope you don't think it means I've loved you any less," I tell her.

She shakes her head. "Of course not; I understand why, it just makes me sad."

"Well, I'd like to change that," I tell her. "But, we can talk about that after the story. So, back in Junior High, I wasn't as confident around girls as I am now. And I was only popular because you were. You were the first girl in school to sprout breasts, so that made you automatically popular," I laugh.

She shrugs. "I can't help that they've been hanging around since fifth grade," she says, looking down at her perfect mounds.

"I can't complain that I've gotten to see them mature since then either," I say and she slaps my arm.

"Pervert," she teases and then I continue the story.

"Anyway, you had boys lining up to ask you to school dances. I didn't care about the dances until our promotion dance in eighth grade that Mom and Dad made us go to. I asked a few girls who all turned me down."

"I remember that. I was so pissed at them. Sure, you were a little pudgy then, but you were still really cute. The girls at our schools have always been bitches," she complains.

"Right, and what did you do at the dance?" I ask her.

She stares at me blankly and then shrugs, shaking her head.

"You ditched your date during one of the slow songs and danced with me instead," I remind her.

"That's right," she says softly, remembering the scene. "I felt bad that not even one my friends would dance with you. I didn't get why either."

I shrug. "They all came begging after my freshman season of football and I dropped some weight and started to fill out in other ways."

"And you banged them all didn't you?" she tests me.

"Only one, actually," I admit.

"That's not what I heard. They all told me you fucked them," she tells me.

I shake my head. "Melody was the only one I slept with," I tell her.

"Of course it was Melody," she says sarcastically.

"Why do you say that?" I ask with a laugh.

"Well, out of all my friends back then, she was the biggest whore," she tells me. 

I shrug. "We were each other's first," I say.

"Rub it in," Tina says bitterly.

I put my arm around her shoulders. "First doesn't mean best."

"Who's been your best?" she asks.

"I don't think I've been with her yet," I say which elicits another grin from Tina.

"Well, best so far, then?" she asks again.

I pull my arm from around her shoulders and think back to the girls I've slept with and, ironically, I'm having a hard time remembering many details. I mean, I've fucked a few of the hottest girls from our school, but I...wait, there is one that definitely stands out. 

"Stevie," I say. 

"Stevie? Please don't tell me-"

"No, Stevie's a girl. Her dad's a huge Fleetwood Mac fan; so she's named after Stevie Nicks," I chuckle. 

"So, what made her so special?" she asks curiously, but I wonder if I should tell her.

"I don't know, sis; do you think this is a good idea? I don't want to make thing weird between us," I say.

Tina shrugs. "I may get jealous, but I won't get upset with you. It's not like we were together and you cheated on me."

"Fair enough," I say carefully. 

"Spill it, stud," she says, slapping my leg playfully.

"Okay, fine," I laugh. "Do you remember that crazy party that was thrown for our eighteenth birthday?"

"You mean, for your birthday that I got invited to?" she reminds me.

"Right..." I say awkwardly. 

"Sorry, go on."

"No, I was pissed that they all did it that way. That's why I made such a big deal about you at the party; to remind everybody that we're twins and we were both celebrating our birthday that night."

She smiles at me widely, showing her perfect, white teeth. "That was sweet of you, but please, tell me the story."

"Anyway, after Amy took you home since you were so drunk, and after the party started to die down, Stevie cornered me as I came out of the bathroom. She pinned me to the wall, kissed me and then quickly dropped to her knees to undo my shorts. She has the fastest fingers on the planet, I swear. Anyway, before I can even catch my breath after her attack with her lips on mine, my cock is in her mouth and she's bobbing her head up and down. She stops to lick its length every so often but then wraps her lips around the head of it before ultimately deep-throating me. I got so worked up, I pulled her up, turned her around and then lifted her dress to find she wasn't wearing any panties and then I shoved my meat into her pussy from behind. We fucked like that for a couple minutes and then she pulled off of me and dragged me down to the nearest, empty bedroom; which so happened to be the master bedroom.

"There was a full on, king-sized bed in there, and holy shit did we make good use of it that night. I don't think I slept the entire night; she kept me awake and fucking the entire time, only stopping to catch our breath and to let my dick have a short break before she found a way to get me hard again. But, this girl liked to experiment; we tried so many different positions, it was wild. I didn't feel like a high school student that night, I felt like a fucking porn star," I laugh but Tina just cracks a smile. "I shouldn't have said all that, I'm sorry," I immediately apologize.

She shakes her head. "I asked for it. I knew I'd get jealous, but I didn't expect to feel this way," she tells me.

I put my arm around her again. "I'm sorry, sis. I shouldn't have said so much."

"Stop apologizing for doing something I asked you to do," she scolds but laughs at the same time.

I laugh too and apologize again, mostly to irritate her slightly. She slaps my leg and then I pull her tighter into me. Her arms wrap around me and she looks up at me with big, loving eyes. Just as I feel the urge to lower my head to kiss her, Mom knocks on my door and then pokes her head around the door. I look up startled but recover quickly with a smile.

"Hey, Mom, what's up?" I ask and Tina rolls back over to face Mom a little better as well. 

"Just saying goodnight, your dad and I are heading to bed now," she says and then walks in the room to kiss us goodnight. 

"Goodnight, Mom," I say after we kiss each other's cheek; she does the same with Tina and then leaves the room. 

"If you're going to stay up talking or something, shut your door so you don't keep us up, okay?" she says and then smiles warmly before walking down the hall. 

Tina looks at me in disbelief that Mom would suggest we shut the door; of course, why would she suspect there's anything going on between us, right? At the same time, we haven't fully decided anything was going to happen between us. We've only admitted to feeling a way that isn't exactly natural for siblings. Sure we've shared a couple kisses, but that's still innocent, right? None of these thoughts that I'm having, which I'm sure Tina has as well, seem to stop her from shutting the door. 

She turns around swiftly once the doors shut, her hair flowing gracefully behind her as she shakes it out of the hair tie that's been holding it in a long ponytail. Her eyes lock on mine with a seductive glare, as if I'm her prey and she's a wild cat. She slinks towards me with exaggerated steps, her hips rocking back and forth almost cartoon like as her sexy body approaches the bed. When she reaches the bed, she crawls over me and then straddles my lap, pinning my shoulders to the headboard with a thud.

"Oops," she says at the sudden noise and then bursts out into laughter. I laugh too and then reach up and tickle her ribs roughly like I used to do when we were younger. She screams out in laughter and then I swing her around so she's under me. She tries pushing me away by my shoulders, but my muscular, athletic body is no match for her slender, yet curvy build. Once I'm lying halfway on top of her, my left arm cradling her body and my right hand resting on her stomach, the laughter quickly dies and our smiles melt into stares of desire. We both want it, we both long for a closeness not appropriate for siblings; and in that moment we ignore the stigma put on us and I lower my head to meet hers as she slithers her hands behind my neck to pull me in at the same time.

Our lips connect once again, and a fire erupts inside of me, but I hold back to show her tenderness rather than a savage need to ravage her. As our lips part, our tongues connect and explore each other's mouths, dancing and sliding against each other. Our bodies meld together, holding each other tightly, longing to pull closer into the other, but physics won't allow it to happen. Her breasts mash into my chest and her arms wrap around the back of my neck as my hand that's been on her stomach finds its way behind her lower back. Her left leg wraps around my right one and I feel her pelvis press against mine as my cock seriously begins to harden, pressing against her lower extremity. 

She breaks our kiss. "Someone's excited," she says briefly glancing down our bodies.

"I think you're just as excited," I whisper.

She nods and then kisses me again, dragging her fingernails down my back until she reaches the hem of my shirt. Her fingers hook around the cotton fabric and begin to pull my shirt up my torso. I pull my upper body away from hers enough for her to get my shirt up to my shoulders and then I have to stop to lift my arms for her. She discards my orange T-shirt with our school's logo that also announces our track team on it to the floor and then I dive back in and we continue making out. I reach my hand under her soft, thin blouse, featuring a black and white picture of a tiger in the jungle, the only color being two big, bright, blue eyes hungrily stalking its prey. The skin of her belly is silky smooth; her "innie" of a bellybutton is shallow and sexy to the touch as I lightly caress her tight, flat stomach. She giggles and moans alternately as my fingers graze her skin. 

I break our kiss and then kiss down her jawline until I reach the crook of her neck where I kiss and lick as my hand moves further up her stomach, stopping just below her left breast when I feel my knuckles meet her bra. 

"Oh god," she gasps as I lick her neck and gently rub her ribcage with my fingers. "Take my shirt off," she requests in a whisper and I do as she says. I stop licking her neck and we both sit up and I remove her shirt from her body, revealing a sexy, black bra cupping her marvelous chest. "What?" she asks self-consciously as she starts to cover her chest with her arms.

I stop her and shake my head. "I don't care how cheesy it sounds, but you are perfect," I tell her. 

She smiles at me lovingly and then reaches her hand up, grasping me behind the head. "It doesn't sound cheesy; it's sweet," she says and then pulls me in to kiss her again, pulling me on top of her as we do.

Her thin, lacy bra allows much more of her body heat from her chest to seep into my bare skin. Wanting to feel even more of her skin against mine, I reach for the hooks of her bra to release her beautiful mounds. She doesn't stop me, so I manage to unhook the bra with one hand and the elastic of the straps relax as they whip to her sides. Pulling away from me, she lets the bra fall down her arms, revealing her perfect breasts. There's a slight sag due to their size, but her young body holds them up magnificently. Her slightly tanned skin is much lighter where her bra covers, showing me that her bikini tops cover the same amount of area as her bras. Where her tan line ends, her breasts are almost milky white; a sign of Dad's complexion verses Mom's. My skin is a little more naturally darker than Tina's, so I tan much quicker than she does, but because she's such a great blend of both our parents, the areas the sun doesn't kiss are milkier than the rest. She has dark, half-dollar sized areoles, and equally dark, eraser sized nipples. 

"Are you going to just stare at them, or are you going to do something with them?" she teases.

I grin at her and then dive in, cupping her left breast as I pull it into my mouth. Her skin is salty and smooth on my tongue as I suck and lick her sensitive nipple. She gasps as soon as my mouth touches her beautiful tit, and her fingers begin to run through my hair as she moans appreciatively. I switch back and forth between the two every minute or so before laying her back down on her back and kissing down her body. I stop at her cute belly button, discovering that it's one of my favorite features on her body; especially once I begin licking it and she begins to squirm. She can't seem to decide if it's a turn-on or if it just plain tickles; she laughs and moans almost all at once. As I work on her belly, I hook my fingers around the waistband of her long, black skirt and slowly pull it down to about her knees. As I scoot my own body down hers and slide off of the foot of the mattress to kneel, I take the skirt the rest of the way off of her smooth, bronzed legs. I stare up at the perfection that is my sister and the sight makes my cock press against my cargo shorts painfully. All that's left on her body is the black panties that barely cover her pussy. I can tell from the tiny waistband that it's a thong. I actually had no idea she owned such underwear.

"Wow," I marvel at her amazing body. 

She bites her index finger bashfully, which makes her look even sexier if it's even possible. I grab the backs of her knees and pull her to the edge of the bed before reaching up her shapely legs to remove the tiny thong. When I pull them down her legs, I see just how little fabric there is to cover her private areas. Dropping them to my side, I look back at her body and see a bald pussy.

"You shave?" I ask surprised.

She nods. "I hate how it looks with hair; it just looks dirty to me."

"Well, I think you look incredibly sexy, Tina," I say, using her name instead of "sis" to hopefully eliminate any ideas of this being taboo and allow us to just enjoy each other.

Her cheeks turn a shade of pink at my compliment. Tina's bashfulness continues to turn me on, but then it hits me; I've never really seen her date much since we started High School.

"Tim," she says and my eyes lock on hers. "If you're wondering if I'm a virgin, the answer is yes. If we go all the way tonight, you'll be my first," she tells me.

I'm suddenly nervous and begin to wonder if we should stop. She pulls her legs under her as she rotates her body to crawl to the edge of the bed; her large breasts swaying back and forth with each movement she makes. When she reaches the end of the bed, she sits on her knees and I rise up to meet her, my head only comes up to her breasts, though.




Tim and Tina Ch. 02



"If you want to stop here, I'll understand," she says, covering her breasts modestly. 

"It's up to you, Tina. I don't want to take your virginity unless you're ready to give it up. I love you, you know that. I totally understand if you're waiting for someone special."

She smiles at me with so much love in her eyes and then leans down to kiss me. "There's no one more special than you," she says and we kiss again as I direct her to lie back again so I can pick up where we left off. 

Once between her legs again, I kiss up her thighs until I reach her cute, little pussy. I know not to go too far with a finger so I don't break her hymen; I prefer that to happen later with another special tool. First I lick her outer lips and she moans; I have a feeling she's going to be a noisy fuck. I stop for a moment and she looks up confused. I hold up a finger and then go to my desk and take up the remote to my stereo. I turn on my music and then turn it down a little so it's not blasting down the hallway, even though I know you can't hear much from Mom and Dad's room even with it up a little. I tested it one night to see just how loud I could get it before they could hear anything. I put it at that exact volume. You're probably wondering why I turned music on at all if they can't hear anything down the hall; well, I'd rather them hear music in case they decide to wander the house in the middle of the night than the sounds of sex coming from my room. Plus, it's one thing if I sneak a girl into the house after they've gone to bed, but another if they catch me and Tina fucking.

When I set it at the volume I know is safe and loud enough to cover up any sounds we make, I return to the bed to a smiling Tina patiently waiting for me to return to her tiny vagina. I drop to my knees and look up at her as I press my tongue into her. She shudders and goose pimples pop up on her skin all over. She falls back on my bed and lets out a heavy sigh.

"Holy shit that feels good," she says as I lick around inside her pussy. 

After some time I move up to her small clit at the top of her pussy and suck it into my mouth. She gasps and sits up quickly.

"What the fuck?" she cries as she looks down at me. "Holy fuck," she says, her language getting dirtier and dirtier as we progress. She throws herself back onto the bed and begins to writhe as I lick, suck and bite at her clit. Her hips buck at random intervals, some harder than others as well. Her entire body tenses and then shudders in a big climax a couple minutes later. If she's that easy to bring to an orgasm, and I was holding back, she's going to be amazing once we're used to having sex with each other. I crawl up the bed and lie next to her as she catches her breath, which doesn't take long. 

Tina turns towards me with a hungry desire in her eyes. "Time to repay you," she says and then hops down the bed on her knees like an excited child, which makes me laugh. "What's so funny?" she asks.

"You; you're just too cute sometimes," I say.

"I'll show you cute," she says in a threatening tone and then attacks my shorts. My belt flies from the loops and then across the room, next she unbuttons my shorts and unzips them quickly, putting Stevie's speed to shame; I'm afraid I've created a monster already and all I've done is eat her pussy out a little. 

Before I know it, her lips are wrapped around my cock. I grab her head and pull her off and she looks at me confused. 

"Slow down," I tell her. "We're not in any hurry here. Take your time," I say soothingly, caressing her face. 

She takes a deep breath and nods. "Sorry. After that you did for me, I guess I got a little excited," she apologizes. "I'll slow it down," she says and then kisses me before returning to my phallus. This time she licks the bottom of my cock, starting just above my balls and slowly moving up to the crown. No girl has ever licked me that well; in fact, only one has ever given me a good blowjob and that was Melody. Tina continues to lube up my dick with her saliva, licking all around my shaft as if it was a Popsicle. Then she wraps her lips around my helmet and twirls her tongue around it, paying special attention to underneath, where I'm most sensitive. I watch in amazement as my sister sinks her mouth further down my cock, taking me inch by excruciating inch so slowly I'm afraid I'll lose my load in her mouth before we can actually have sex. She lifts her head back up to the tip and then sinks back down slowly again, taking a little more this time. When she hits about six of my seven inches, she pulls her head off of me completely and sucks in some air, and then goes back at it again. 

Her eyes lock on mine as she takes more of my cock in her mouth, but when her nose bumps my trimmed pubic hair, she looks down at where she is and then slowly slides back up my cock again. When all that's left in her mouth is the tip, she swirls her tongue around it again and I feel like I might explode at any moment. This might just be where things end tonight. Then without warning, she slides back down my cock and then bobs her head up and down quickly, sucking on her way up while dragging her tongue along the bottom of my shaft. I feel my orgasm approaching and I tap on her head. 

"What's wrong? Am I not doing a good job?" she asks, worried.

"No, I'm about to cum," I tell her as she slowly jerks me while her mouth is missing from my cock.

"Oh, good!" she says excitedly and then swallows me back into her mouth and bobs her head up and down even faster, using her hand to coax my spunk from its depths. I resist the urge to fuck her mouth; I don't want to make anything unpleasant our first time together. But, I can't hold back my cum any longer. I explode into her mouth and hear the distinct sound of swallowing. Wide-eyed, I stare down at her as I blow three more huge glops into her mouth and she quickly swallows it all. Once my cock is spent, she cleans me up and then crawls up to kiss me but stops.

"What?" I ask concerned.

"That might be gross, huh?" she says and then hops off my bed, goes into our bathroom and then brushes her teeth. I stare at her in amazement. For one, no girl aside from Melody has ever swallowed my cum, they either jerk me off to completion, I cum into a condom while fucking them, or they let me jizz on their face, chest, ass, etc. Even the techniques she'd used were suspiciously like Melody; I'm dying to ask her about it.

When she returns, she cuddles up with me in bed. "Is it okay if we leave it at that tonight? Thinking about it while brushing my teeth, I think I'd like to take things a little slower and make our first time a little more special with a real date and everything."

"Whatever you want, sis," I say. "I just have one question."

"Melody taught me everything," she says, confirming my suspicions. Sometimes I wonder if we really are telepathic, or if I'm just easy to read.

"I think it's my turn to confess something to you," she adds.

"What's that?"

"Well, you told me your story of when you first fell in love with me; it's only fair you know when it happened for me," she says.

"You don't have to tonight," I tell her. "It is getting late and you do have more auditions tomorrow, right?" I ask her.

She nods. "I do, but what time is it?" she asks and then looks over at my clock. It's already midnight. We'd spent a lot of time talking before doing anything else apparently. "Shit, yeah, I better get some sleep. What are you doing tomorrow night?" she asks.

"Nothing now that Tiffany's out of the picture," I chuckle, caressing her shoulder as we lie there naked.

"Wanna go get dinner after I'm done at the school?" 

"I'd love that," I tell her. "I'll let Mom and Dad know we're going out tomorrow night and not to worry about us for dinner."

"Great," she says and then nuzzles into my shoulder. "Do you mind if I stay in here tonight? I don't really want to leave you just yet."

"Of course," I assure her and then get up and turn off my music. As I do that, she pulls my sheets aside and crawls into my bed; I join her and turn the light on my nightstand off and then scoot in behind her, pulling her smooth, naked body into mine.

To Be Continued...



Tim and Tina Ch. 03



I wake the next morning and roll over, feeling a piece of paper crinkle under my nose. Curious, I open my eyes and pull the paper from beneath my face. It's a note from Tina.

"Hey Cutie," it starts. "Last night was great, you are so sweet and the things you can do with that tongue of yours, oh my god; I can't wait for our date tonight. Let's go somewhere we won't likely be seen by people we know. I'm sure you considered that already, but better to be safe, right?" I shake my head as I grin at what she wrote.

"Nerd," I say out loud and then read on.

"I know, I'm a nerd, haha. Anyway, I can't wait to see you later. The auditions will be done at five and then I'll be free to go. Did I tell you I wrote the play we're putting on? Anyway, I'm pretty excited about it; I gave Daniel the reigns to direct it so I can audition for the lead role as Abby. Sorry, I'm just a little excited; you probably don't care about any of this."

I shake my head. "Of course I care."

"I know, I know, you do care. If last night is proof of anything, you've always cared about me and what's going on in my life. Anyway, I love you! I'll see you tonight! Love...Tina."

I grin like an idiot, fold up the paper and slip it into my nightstand where I see a few scattered condoms. I make a mental note to take some with me tonight, just in case. I'd rather not get my sister pregnant right now.

With a satisfied smile on my face as memories of last night run through my head, I get in the shower and ultimately jerk off to thoughts of my sister. I know I should feel guilty or act like having these thoughts is wrong, but I think after pleasing each other orally like we did, all those thoughts seem irrelevant to me now. I know I love her and that's all that really matters; right?

I finish up in the shower, get dressed and then head downstairs for breakfast. Dad left for the office for a few hours; he doesn't always go on Saturdays, but every once in a while he'll head in to get caught up if he had a busy week. I assume he was slammed because I look at the time and it's already 10:30 and he's still not home yet. 

"Morning, sweetie," Mom says as she washes dishes at the sink. "What would you like for breakfast?" she asks; she's always made us a big breakfast on Saturday and Sunday mornings since we're usually in such a rush during the week. Even with my amazing school schedule, I sleep in as much as possible and grab a couple Pop-tarts on my way out the door, or eat a quick bowl or two of cereal before rushing out the door.

Next to the stove is a bowl of batter for either pancakes or waffles. I notice the waffle iron still out, so that must be what the batter is for.

"Waffles?" I take a chance.

"Good, you're observant this morning," she teases.

I chuckle at her as she dries her hands and then plugs the waffle iron back in; it'll be a few minutes before it's warm enough to cook the batter in the bowl.

"Did your sister sleep with you last night?" she asks out of the blue.

"What?" I ask, my heart rising into my throat.

"She wasn't in her bed this morning and then she was suddenly in the shower. Did she end up falling asleep with you last night?" she asks.

"Oh, yeah, I guess so. She was gone before I woke up, so I'd assumed she went back to her bed at some point," I say; it seems like a good cover.

"Is everything okay? You two haven't stayed up talking that late in a long time," she says, picking up her large mug of coffee and then sips from it, leaning against the counter. 

"She was pretty upset about a boy yesterday," I tell her.

"A boy? Who?"

"Um, do you know Daniel? He's in drama with her," I ask.

She squints one eye as she looks up the ceiling in thought. "I think so. Good-looking boy, wears glasses, looks like Harry Potter?" she asks.

I laugh. "Yeah, that's him."

"Did he ask her out? Were they dating?" she asks the questions quickly.

"Not exactly," I say and she looks at me suspiciously so I explain. "She asked him out yesterday."

"And he turned her down," she says.

"Something like that," I say and her thin eyebrows create a broken V above the bridge of her nose. "He did turn her down but not for reasons you might think."

"He's gay isn't he?" she asks.

I nod. "How'd you know?"

"I think I've always wondered, but your little story here confirms it for me. I had a feeling she liked him too; ever since I saw her talking to him after their plays and musicals the past couple of years. He just seems too perfect, you know?"

I nod, completely agreeing with her. "Yeah. She had no idea he's gay, though."

"Love is blind," she says. "It'll make you look past almost anything."

The light on the waffle iron turns off, so Mom puts some of the batter on the iron and then closes the two sides together. 

"Keep an eye on it. Wait a minute or so after the light goes out; that thing is old and doesn't always cook all the way through. I keep telling your dad to get a new one," she says and then kisses me on the top of the head. "I'm glad to see you and your sister close again. Be a good brother to her; she deserves someone great," she tells me and then goes upstairs. A minute later I hear the shower in her room turn on and then the light goes out on the waffle iron. I wait a minute or so like she said to and then take a plate from the cupboard and plop my breakfast on its cool surface. 

After breakfast, I head upstairs and work on some of my weekend homework for a couple hours to kill time. When I finish, I realize that Tina's already rubbed off on me, but for the better. I never would have done my homework on a Saturday morning. I usually wait until Sunday night or Monday morning to do it in a hurry. 

"Holy shit," I say under my breath. "I can't believe I actually did that," I chuckle. I look at the clock and see that I've still got four hours before Tina's rehearsal is done. My phone suddenly vibrates and I find I have a text from her.

She's sent me a picture of her magnificent breasts, still covered by a sexy, hot pink bra. "Thinking of you, Stud," the message says.

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"Damn," I say to myself and then wonder what I should send back. As a quick reply, I text her, "Wow, I definitely miss those right now."

A few seconds later. "Haha, I thought you might. How are those sexy abs of yours?"

I grin and then lift up my shirt and snap a picture of my upper body for her. "They miss you too!" I text back with the picture.

A minute later she responds with, "I'm leaving the school now..."

I reply: "Haha, no, sis, be patient. Enjoy the auditions. I'll pick you up at 5:30. I love you!"

"Sigh, fine! LOL, I love you too!"

Living in the North Orange County area in Southern California, I figured a dinner down in South Orange County should be far enough away from where most of our classmates and friends would be; especially if I take us further south than even we've gone. I find a nice steakhouse in Dana Point and call and make a reservation for 7 p.m. That should give us plenty of time to get down there with traffic. Plus, it looks close to the beach, so that could be romantic with the sun setting by then. 

I let my parents know that Tina and I are going out with friends of hers after the auditions/rehearsal to get dinner and hang out for the night so they wouldn't worry about having to feed us for dinner. Dad even gives me some cash to pay for our dinner. I have plenty of money in my account for the night, but I'm also not one to argue with free money.

At 5:15 I pull out of the driveway in Mom's luxurious, black Escalade and arrive at the school a few minutes early. Most of the other students are already gone; the only two cars left in the parking lot aside from the drama teacher's is Tina's and, I assume, Daniel's. Daniel walks out of the school, gets into his Mini Cooper and drives off. Tina then walks out to the parking lot, talking to the teacher while wearing a coat over her date clothes. I doubt Mrs. Taylor recognizes Mom's car, but my stomach clenches as they both look over. Then Tina walks away and gets into the passenger's seat. I would have gotten out and opened her door, but we don't want to give away that it's the two of us going out together tonight. 

"Mom gave you her car, huh?" she says and then looks at the spacious backseat and even more spacious cargo area behind that. 

"Yeah, I'm glad she gave me this rather than Dad handing me the keys to his car," I say, putting the car in gear and driving out of the parking lot.

"Yeah, not much room to move around in the back of his," she says, implying the possible night's activities. 

My cock twitches in my pants at her words and the sultry tone of her voice. I stop at the red light and she leans towards me, so I lean towards her and meet her for our first kiss of the day. Our tongues meet briefly before she pulls away and tells me the light's changed.

I head south on the freeway to take us to dinner.

"So, where are we going?" she asks curiously.

"I looked up places in South County so we'd be farther away from anybody we know. So, dinner is at a place called Salt Creek in Dana Point. After that, I thought we'd head down to the beach and go for a walk and, well, you know; see where things go," I say and look at her out of the corner of my eye.

"Sounds like a plan!" she says and takes my hand in hers. "Are we crazy?" she asks after a few minutes of silence. She doesn't sound scared or worried about us; in fact, she sounds excited but curious at the same time.

"Probably a little," I say with a chuckle. 

"I know this is far from normal or even acceptable, but it feels natural to me," she says. "What about you? What do you think?"

I stare out the windshield, watching the gathering traffic as it begins to slow. We have plenty of time, so I'm not too worried about the traffic just yet.

"Let's put it this way," I start. "Ignoring my feelings would feel more unnatural than acting on them. You know I used to compare girls to you, they'd fall short and then I'd lose interest and find a new girl. All I know now is, I don't have to look anymore because I'm with you now," I say and kiss the hand that's holding mine. 

I glance over at her and she almost looks like she might cry. Shit, I didn't want to make her all weepy before dinner.

"That was the sweetest thing anyone has ever told me," she says and then leans across and kisses me on the cheek. If it hadn't been for the traffic in front of me, I would have kissed her as well.

An hour later, we finally reach the restaurant after fighting with the Southern California traffic, and make our reservation with ten minutes to spare. Our table is already ready and waiting for us, so we're taken to a booth towards the back of the restaurant. The dining room is dimly lit; you can just barely make out what people are doing in each of the dark, circular booths. We're sat at a small, round booth in a dark corner. Tina removes her coat before sliding into the booth and I'm blown away by what she's wearing, as are a few other male guests. Though it's dark, I can tell their eyes are lingering on her curvy and almost hourglass body. 

Her light green dress hugs every part of her as if it's painted on. The V neck plunges low, showing off her wonderful cleavage; the back is even lower, revealing that she's either not wearing a bra or its strapless. The tightness of the dress below the point of the V doesn't reveal whether she's wearing any other underwear or not, but I assume at very least that she's got a thong on under that dress that undoubtedly matches. I resist the urge to grab at her body. 

I slide into the booth on the opposite side and meet her in the middle as the host hands us our menus. 

"You look amazing," I tell her, opening up my menu, though I'm barely able to take my eyes off of her.

"Thanks, you look pretty good yourself," she compliments me.

I feel underdressed compared to her, wearing black slacks with a blue shirt and a black tie. Sure, I don't wear nice clothes like this very often, if at all, but I'm not dressed to kill like she is. 

"I look like garbage next to you," I say and then lean over and kiss her. 

She kisses back softly, allowing her lips to linger as her warm, sweet breath consumes my mouth and nose. I have to force my mind elsewhere to keep my erection from stirring too much; she's intoxicating!

"Any idea what Mom and Dad are up to tonight?" she asks me.

I can barely peruse the menu with her sitting next to me, let alone think about Mom and Dad. "No, Dad just slipped me some cash and said to have fun. I think they're just glad to see us hanging out again."

"I know we've already said this, but I really have missed us being close and I'm glad we are again," she says and then kisses me on the cheek.

"Me too. You know," I say, changing the subject slightly. "I can barely concentrate on this menu with you dressed like that," I accuse playfully.

"Would you rather me take the dress off?" she teases.

I chuckle nervously. "Please do," I joke and she giggles. 

Finally, my eyes land on a steak dinner that sounds good, so I set the menu aside and sit back to simply admire my sister. Her hair, left in its naturally curly state, yet not even remotely in a mess, falls gracefully at her shoulders. In this lighting, you can see a tint of red; a trait passed down from our grandmother. It's strange to me that sometimes her hair is almost raven black like Mom's, but then there are those random times like now that the auburn shines through.

I look up to see the host walk a couple through the restaurant, right past our table. I just barely catch a glimpse of the woman but I recognize her immediately as Aunt Dana.

"Shit," I whisper, sinking back into the darkness of the booth. 

"What's wrong?" Tina asks concerned.

"I just saw someone that looks just like Aunt Dana. I swear it's her," I tell her.

"Seriously?" she asks, looking around.

I look again and three tables down and across the aisle from us is the unmistakable figure and blonde hair of our parent's close friend, Dana. She was once a famous actress and her husband, Andy, is a big TV producer. I think I heard Mom talking to her on the phone recently and it sounded like Dana was leaving Andy. I didn't really like Uncle Andy, he's a dick. Sometimes I think she only married him for the money and the fact that he was the producer of the show she used to be on.

"That's not Uncle Andy, I can tell from the back of his head. This guy has some gray hair; you can see it when he moves his head into the light a little better. See?" Tina points out.

"I think Dana is leaving Uncle Andy. He probably cheated on her," I say.

"Why would anyone cheat on her?" Tina asks flabbergasted. "She's gorgeous!" 

I look at her wide-eyed. 

"What? I can't think another woman is attractive?"

"I wasn't thinking that at all."

"It's not like I'd sleep with her; she's just very beautiful."

I nod. "I agree, and I think I would sleep with her if given the chance," I say and then Tina slaps my arm.

"Hey, I'm just being honest," I defend myself with a laugh.

"I guess if we're being honest..." she trails off.

"Really?" I ask excitedly.

"No!" she says slapping my arm playfully again. "Not with Aunt Dana anyway."

My eyes widen again. "Who then, pray tell?" 

"That's for me to know and you to find out," she teases with a seductive look.

Our server steps up before I can reply. She takes our order and a minute later walks away to get our drinks. 

"I'm going to get it out of you one way or another," I threaten her.

"Good luck with that. I'm like Fort Knox when I want to keep a secret."

"Well, it's a good thing I've got the key to Fort Knox then, isn't it?" I say leaning into her.

"We'll have to see about that," she says in almost a whisper, her breathing increasing as I move in closer and closer.

I kiss her and she turns towards me, opening her mouth so our tongues can meet again. Just kissing her gets my heart rate going. Suddenly we hear someone clear their throat and our server is setting our food down. Time seems to have just disappeared on us. I swear only thirty seconds had passed since we started 

kissing.

"First date?" she asks with a wink.

We smile at her slightly embarrassed. "Yeah," I say awkwardly.

"Don't be embarrassed. I've seen much worse," she tells us.

"Well, we'll try and keep ourselves under control," Tina says with so much poise, it's almost like we hadn't done anything. I have to remind myself she's an actress. 

"Can I get you guys anything else?" our server asks. 

We look at our plates and I shake my head. "I'm good, thanks. Tina?"

"Can I get a side of ranch dressing?" she asks.

"Of course, I'll be right back with that."

We dig into our meals, eating quicker than we really should, but our make-out session put a drive into us to get out of the restaurant as quickly as possible.

"Tim? Tina?" Aunt Dana's unmistakable voice interrupts our meal.

I look up at her with a mouthful of steak. I also can't help but stare at what she's wearing. Her dress is just as skin tight as Tina's, except for the skirt part at the bottom. The pink fabric flares out gracefully and I know if a strong enough breeze passed by, it'd reveal her nice, round ass. My eyes travel up to her huge breasts, the V neck doesn't plunge as low as Tina's, but it definitely shows a decent amount of cleavage; her nipples are poking through the fabric, so I doubt she's wearing a bra tonight. 

"Hey, Aunt Dana!" Tina says excitedly.

"You guys here with your parents?" she asks, though something tells me she knows the answer to that as she eyes us awkwardly.

I shake my head. "No, just a brother-sister date night," I tell her after swallowing my mouthful of steak.

"That's sweet," she says knowingly and then sits down on my side of the round booth. "Look, I'm not judging," she says quietly. "But I saw you two earlier. If I didn't know who you were, I wouldn't think it a big deal, but you two are siblings," she finishes with a whisper. "Are you sure you know what you're doing?" she asks.

I nod my head confidently and then take Tina's hand in mine. I lift our interlocked hands and set them on the table between us. 

"I've never loved anyone like I love Tina, Aunt Dana," I say and then look at Tina; her eyes are sparkling and full of love.

I turn my head back towards Aunt Dana and she smiles. "I'll keep this a secret for now, but you need to tell your parents at some point."

We look at each other again; we hadn't really thought that part through yet. I think deep down we knew it was something we'd have to face one day, but we've been so caught up in each other the past twenty-four hours we hadn't had a chance to really consider it much.

"Do you think they'll understand?" Tina asks.

Dana looks from me to Tina. "Your mother, maybe. She may not like it at first, or even at all, but she loves you two too much that after she says her peace, if you don't change your minds, she'll accept you because she couldn't bear to live without you two. Your father, on the other hand, he'll take a bit more convincing."

"Is there anything you can do to help us?" Tina asks.

"Help you? Why would I do that?"

"Because you love us?" Tina asks as a plea with big, puppy dog eyes.

Dana laughs. "That's cute. I do love you guys, but..." she trails off for a moment. "You know what? I do have an idea; but I'm not sharing it with you. I was already planning something anyway, but it may just give you a bit of an edge if it all works out." 

"What is it?" I ask.

"I already told you, I'm not sharing it. If your parents decide to inform you if anything happens, then that's up to them, but I'm not throwing them under the bus," she says firmly. "Now, I must get back to my, uh, date," she says, standing up.




Tim and Tina Ch. 03



"He's your lawyer, isn't he?" I ask her.

She stares at me for a minute and then nods. "You must have overheard your mother talking to me last week."

"I'm Sorry," I apologize. 

She shakes her head. "It's not your fault. Yes, he's my lawyer; things aren't good with me and Andy. I think I'll leave it at that, though, if that's okay?" she says.

I nod. "Sorry for prying," I apologize again. 

She leans across the table, her chest almost spilling out of her dress, and grabs my hand. "You're a sweet kid, don't change," she says as if begging me and then kisses me on the cheek. 

I nod at her, my head spinning, and then she squeezes my hand one more time before saying goodnight and walking away.

"That was awkward," I say once she's out of earshot.

"Yeah, I bet it was," she says sarcastically.

"What?" I ask getting defensive.

"Don't act like you didn't enjoy that little kiss from Aunt Dana," she jabs her elbow into my ribs playfully.

"Don't be jealous," I say and her mouth drops open.

"You asshole," she fires back, poking my ribs with her finger. 

I grab her hands, and pin them to her sides. "But, I'm YOUR asshole," I say and then kiss her.

She sighs. "Yeah, you are. Well, anyway, I think I know what she's planning," Tina says, returning to Aunt Dana as the subject of our conversation.

"You do?"

"Think about it, Tim. She has a plan to make our relationship a little more acceptable to our parents; what do you think that is?"

I shrug, completely drawing a blank.

"She's going to seduce them into a threesome," Tina tells me. 

"Seriously?" I ask, looking down at her table again. She doesn't even glance at us the rest of the night.

"Come on, Tim, you're smarter than this. Use that head of yours," she prods me in the ribs with her elbow playfully again.

I admit, it makes perfect sense. "Wow. Lucky them," I say.

"Right?" she says and then we quickly finish our meal, pay the bill and then leave the restaurant. 

I'm almost too distracted by Aunt Dana's conversation with us to really get back into the date. But, I drive to one of the paid parking lots along the beach to try and get myself back on track for the night. 

"Are you okay?" Tina asks a little while later, taking my hand as we walk out towards the ocean.

The moon is high in the sky, full and bright. It illuminates the ocean to look like liquid silver crashing onto the sandy shore. The white foam stands out in stark contrast to the dark, silver of the waves. I'm amazed at how beautiful the night is and thoughts of Aunt Dana melt away. I turn towards my sister, my beautiful girlfriend and love of my life, with a soft smile. The breeze blows a few curly locks of her dark hair into her face; I reach up and gently tuck them behind her ear. 

"I'm great," I tell her.

"Good. I was afraid I lost you the rest of the night," she confesses, sounding relieved.

"I was afraid I'd lost myself after talking to Dana about us. I confess I got a little scared about things," I tell her, slipping my fingers between hers as I hold her hand, leading her to the shoreline. We left our shoes in the SUV; I actually changed into jeans so I'd have pants easier to roll up my calves. Slacks are hard to keep rolled up your leg, and I don't want to salt water ruining them.

"I could tell, but I didn't want to say anything and ruin our evening. Despite the weird conversation with her, I'm really enjoying the night. Especially watching you change your pants a minute ago," she flirts with a wink.

I grin at her and then pull her in for a kiss. 

Our kiss is immediately passionate as we confidently express our love for each other on the empty beach. I break our kiss and pull her down onto the sand with me. I sit with my legs spread enough for her to lean against me so we can watch the waves together. I lift one leg, bent at the knee as I hold her close to me. I 

caress her stomach through her tight, thin dress. 

I begin to kiss her neck and slowly work my hands up towards her full breasts. Her chest heaves up and down as I kiss down to her shoulder, nibbling in the places I kiss. She reaches back and runs the fingers of her left hand through my hair. 

Finally I reach her tits and massage them gently at first. She turns her head and licks and nibbles on my ear as I slide a strap of her dress off of her shoulder to kiss and lick her soft skin beneath it. Suddenly she pulls away, turns on the spot and then lifts the skirt of her dress so she can spread her legs and wrap them around me. I see a bright green pair of panties briefly as she presses her crotch against mine. She plants her lips onto mine and grinds her pussy into my hardening cock. I grab her perfect ass, pulling her tighter into me and then slide my hands up her back and then back down again. 

"Fuck this," I say after a few minutes and then stand up.

Tina keeps her arms and legs wrapped around me as I carry her back towards the SUV. Due to the sand, though, I can't go far her holding on like this. I set her down and then she runs for the Escalade. I reach into my pocket and hit the button to unlock the dark SUV. She runs to the back of the large vehicle, opens the back door and climbs in. I climb in after her, pulling the door shut behind me. Through the tinted windows, the bright parking lot lights barely illuminate our surroundings inside the vehicle, but there's enough light to see what we're doing. 

"You had this planned, didn't you?" she asks, grabbing the large blanket from the corner of the cargo space.

Before I arrived at the school earlier, I pulled over and laid the backseats down so there'd be more room to lie down in the back. But, before leaving home I'd grabbed the largest, softest blanket I could find in the house and threw it back here just in case our date went well.

"More like I got us prepared us just in case," I tell her and then pull her in to resume our making out, but she stops me to spread the blanket out first. 

Once we're lying down on the soft, thick blanket, she rolls into me and plants her mouth on mine again and we begin to slowly make out again, taking our time instead of giving in to the rush of our lust from a few minutes ago. We want this to be special if we take things all the way this time. For now, though, we lie here together in the back of the Escalade, our limbs intertwined as are our tongues. We breathe heavily through our noses, not wanting to separate to breathe through our mouths.

I eventually break our kiss and travel down to her neck. Her fingernails lightly scratch my back and the back of my head, sometimes digging into my skin as I hit sensitive spots. I caress her back and her beautiful ass as I kiss and lick her neck. She grinds her still covered pussy into my jean covered cock, slowly dry humping me as I hump back in gentle rhythm with her. I grab the hem of her dress and pull it up over her ass and then move my hand around to the front of her. She arches her back to allow my hand access to her pussy. Suddenly she rolls us over so she's on top of me, pinning my hand between us. That doesn't stop my progress, though; I slip my hand into her tiny underwear and feel how soaked she is already. With my other hand I pull at the shoulder straps of her sexy green dress and expose the flesh beneath them. She pushes her upper body off of me, so I remove my hand from her pussy and push her dress down to her waist, exposing her glorious breasts. Without hesitation, I lift my head and wrap my lips around one of her nipples. She gasps with pleasure and grinds her pussy harder against my now throbbing cock. As I suck on her breast, I push her dress further down her body, down over her ass, taking her tiny thong with it. 

She rolls off of me suddenly. "Take that shirt off," she demands and I comply. 

I begin unbuttoning my shirt as she slips her clothes off the rest of the way and then rolls back over to work on my jeans. I reach into my pocket and pull out the condom I slipped in there before leaving home. Tina grins at me as I show it to her and then set it on the wheel well next to me before returning to unbuttoning my shirt. I wiggle out of it as she tugs my jeans and boxers down my legs. As soon as I feel my pants free from my body, her lips wrap around the head of my cock, her tongue twirling around the helmet. I close my eyes, drinking in the amazing sensation of her mouth on my cock. Her head slowly bobs up and down my cock and then she stops and reaches for the condom. 

I grab her hand. "Tina?" I say curiously.

"Tim, we did plenty of oral play last night and it was amazing, but I'm ready for this. I won't be more ready for this than I am now. You took me out, made me feel special and have shown how much you love me. There's no one else I'd rather give my V-card to," she tells me.

I'm stunned to silence until warmth floods over me and I reach up and gently pull her down to me by the back of her head. We kiss gently at first and then a little deeper until she pulls away slowly.

"I just don't want to rush or pressure you," I assure her.

She smiles and then kissed the tip of my nose; it's a cute and sweet gesture that makes me smile. 

"I love you, Tim. I'm ready for this," she repeats and I don't stop her this time.

She rips open the package and then rolls the condom onto my throbbing member. I wish we didn't have to do it this way, but I'd rather be safe than sorry; we don't want anything unplanned popping up in a few months. 

Once I'm sheathed with protection, she positions herself over me, grabs my pole to guide me into her entrance. I feel the tip press against her tight hole; she winces slightly as she slowly impales herself.

"Take your time," I whisper. "The first time is the hardest," I tell her.

Her virgin pussy is so tight as it slowly swallows me into her. I feel the resistance of her hymen and she obviously does as well as she squints her eyes before it releases. Her eyes pop open in a mixture of pain and relief and excitement all at once. As she slowly rises up again and then begins to slide back down my member, a little easier this time, I reach up and caress her cheek with my hand. She grabs onto my hand, turns her face and kisses the palm and then releases me so I can slide it down to her full breasts instead. My other hand joins in and gently fondles her breasts as she continues to slowly ride my cock. 

She then lies down on top of me, kissing me deeply as she humps my cock with slow, small movements. We're in no hurry as this is our first time fucking, and especially since it's her first time altogether. She wants it to last, but due to her tightness and the fact I can feel every muscle in her cunt milking me already I'm not sure just how long I'll last. My arms wrapped around her, I hold her body tightly against mine, meeting her ministrations to my cock halfway as we slowly make love. My hands explore her body, rubbing up and down her back and especially spending extra time on her round bubble butt.

In time we begin to increase the intensity and pressure in our reproductive area, but we keep our pace slow still. I roll us over without pulling apart and she gasps through her nose as our mouths desperately cling to each other. Her arms wrap around my shoulders and her legs wrap around my waist, pulling my cock deeper into her with each slow thrust I make. Her pussy is so hot and tight, I just want to explode inside her, but 

I fight it off for as long as I can, wanting her to enjoy her first time as much as possible. I kiss her neck as I hump into her and her heavy breathing tells me just how much she really is enjoying it, though I know there's still some pain there as well. 

"Oh my god," she whispers as I pull out about halfway and then push back in. "God, I feel so full with you inside me," she says softly, using more of her voice this time. Her sweet words fuel me on, but I hold back, careful not to hurt her. 

"You can go a little faster if you want. It feels amazing," she tells me.

I lift my head and look into her eyes and then shake my head. "No, I want this to last as long as possible and I don't want to hurt you. We'll take it slow this time, the more we do this, the faster and harder we'll do it," I promise her.

Her response is to pull my face into hers and stick her tongue down my throat. It's her way of thanking me and expressing her love for me for taking care of her like I am. The only thing I do change up is the pressure I put on her pussy as I slide into her, stopping to revel in the feel of fully impaling her cunt. That alone builds my orgasm to the breaking point. But I notice her breathing increasing and becoming more labored as well. Her eyes are closed and her fingernails dig into my back. Am I seriously giving her an orgasm the night she gives up her cherry to me? This arouses me even more and I just slightly pick up my pace. That's when her eyes pop open and bore into mine lustfully. They soften full of love the next moment, seemingly fighting each other as she tries to decide which emotion to hang onto. 

Planting my mouth on hers, we close our eyes losing ourselves in the moment. All the world vanishes as we ride our climaxes to their ends. Her already tight pussy clamps down on my cock like a vice grip which holds back my release momentarily. Then when it finally subsides and releases the pressure on my cock, I explode, blast after blast after blast; I cum more than I ever have before and harder too. When it finally comes to an end, we're both out of breath and I collapse on top of her. She giggles as she drags her fingertips over my shoulders.

"You have goose pimples all over your body," she observes in her cutest voice ever.

"That happens when I cum really hard," I tell her.

"Did you really cum hard with me?" she asks.

I nod with my head nuzzled next to hers. "Harder than I ever have," I confess to her.

She turns her head and kisses me deeply. "Thank you for being my first," she says. "I hope you'll be my only."

I smile but suddenly feel guilty as well. I've fucked a few other girls and I'm the only guy she's been with. How can she want me and only me?

"What's wrong?" she asks concerned.

I slowly pull out of her and explain my concern to her. To distract myself from her response for a moment, I reach into the second row and find the box of tissues so I can discard the condom and clean myself up.

"Tim, I don't care about that. Sure, I'm a little jealous but there's nothing we can do to change it, so I'm not going to dwell on the past, and I don't want you to either. What matters is the here and now. We love each other and that's what matters, right?" 

I lie back down next to her and allow myself to smile. "Of course," I tell her. "I'm sorry for feeling that way."

She shakes her head. "Don't apologize. Just always be honest with me like you just were. We'll handle everything together, okay?"

I nod and then kiss her gently on the lips before cuddling up with her. We doze off in the back of the SUV until my cell phone starts blaring. I scramble for my jeans and see that Dad is calling and that it's after one in the morning. Holy shit, how long we were out? How long did we fuck for?

"Hey Dad," I say, suddenly feeling more awake.

"Are you guys okay? Where are you?"

"Yeah, we're fine, Dad. Sorry. We went down to the beach and just talked for a while. We lost track of time. We're on our way home now, okay?"

"As long as you're safe. See you in the morning," he says; he doesn't hide his anger, but he's not as upset as when I first answered.

"Okay, Dad. I'm sorry."

He sighs and then apologizes. "It's okay, son. I'm actually glad to see you two close again. So, I understand you two wanting to spend some extra time together this school year with possibly going off to schools so far apart. Just come home safely, okay?" 

"Okay, Dad. Thanks," I say and then we hang up.

"That was close," Tina says. 

"Yeah, but we should head home," I say and then gather our clothes so we can quickly dress and then head back home. Tina keeps her hand locked in mine the whole drive home until we pull into the driveway. Once we're home, we're siblings again, not lovers; at least, that's what we try to pretend to be...

To Be Continued...



Tim and Tina Ch. 04



*Disclaimer - All characters involved are 18+. I hope you're all enjoying the kids' version of the story written in My Wife The Hero. It's definitely been fun to write!*





"Shut up! You have a boyfriend?" Melody's voice shrieks in my ear. Yes, we reconnected a few weeks ago; I haven't told Tim about it yet. After they dated freshman or sophomore year, whenever it was, she thought she was hot stuff and dropped me and the rest of our friends. Over the past two or three years, though, she's really changed. We were once best friends until she fucked my brother, but I wasn't the one who ended the friendship. I didn't care she slept with him; okay, so maybe I did a little, but not so much that I didn't want to be friends anymore.

Anyway, she's in my drama class, which is how the play I'm now starring in came to be. The teacher assigned us all to write a short play; one that would be about thirty minutes long at most. Of course, being the overachiever I am, I wrote out a full play that will likely be three times as long. My teacher expected that, but she didn't expect the story I wrote. Heck, I didn't either. What started off as a Romeo and Juliet type of a forbidden love story, turned into an accidental incest story. Granted, there's no sex, so the incest is implied, but when the plot twist came to my mind that they would be half-siblings, I thought it was genius and so did the teacher. The class even loved the story, even though some thought the sibling thing was gross; but that didn't stop them from voting on the play when the teacher chose her top five. 

Soon after my play won the vote, we went into production, holding auditions, building the stage props. Melody auditioned to play the role of the mistress who is the mother of my character's half-brother. When she auditioned, I was completely shocked to see her but she put on an amazing performance that the teacher, Daniel and I all loved. We picked her over all the others and that's when we got reconnected. That night after rehearsals we had a little heart-to-heart and she apologized for the past in abandoning me and our little group of friends. I told her about how over time the other girls and I drifted apart as some friends do as you grow up, but we were back to how we used to be back in Jr. High when we were so close; it was almost as if no time had passed.

"Yes, I have a boyfriend, but it's one that really needs to stay a secret," I tell her.

"Why, is he some college guy? Are you two fucking?" she prods excitedly over the phone.

"No, he's not in college," I say and leave the other question unanswered.

"You're fucking?" she whispers in shock.

"Well, we went down on each other one night, and then last weekend we had our first date and made love in the back of his SUV down at the beach," I tell her.

"Wait a minute," she says, beginning to connect the dots.

"Yes, after Saturday's final auditions," I remind her.

"No, I know that. Wasn't that your mom's SUV that picked you up?" she asks.

My stomach freezes; I thought she'd been gone. "There is more than one black Escalade in the world, Melody," I joke nervously.

"Not with the license plate 4MYQUEN," she points out.

Shit, she knows, I think to myself. My silence gives it away.

She gasps. "You're living out the play, only he's not your half-brother!" she connects the dots a lot faster than I imagine she could.

"What are you talking about?" I ask nervously.

She whispers this time. "You and Tim are fucking, aren't you?"

I don't answer.

"Tina, relax, I don't care that he's your brother," she says sincerely. "Just tell me the truth; your secret's safe with me."

I still don't say anything; why am I having a hard time confessing to her? She and I have been like best friends again since her audition. But, she did walk out on our friendship; how do I know I can fully trust her?

"Hey, forget it," she says softly. "I understand, we've just started being friends again. This is a little soon for us to spill every detail of our lives with each other."

"Yes, it's Tim," the truth spills out. I guess I just needed to hear her say she understands.

"Oh my god. Aw, honey, that's so great. He's such a great guy, you're a lucky girl. And he's a lucky guy! You're freaking gorgeous!" she rattles on and on about how great she thinks this is, and honestly, it really boosts my confidence and encourages me. I'm feeling much better about the situation; not that I'm going to blab it to everyone and I go to tell Melody this, but she says it before I have a chance. I set the phone down on my bed and continue with my homework as she goes on and on. When she finally stops to see if I'm still here, I pick it back up.

"I was just letting you finish," I tease her and she laughs.

"I'm sorry; I guess I got a little carried away. Well, your secret is safe with me, I promise. Do your parents know?" she asks.

"Hell no! We can't tell them, they'd freak!" I whisper, watching my door in case Mom happens to walk by. 

"Yeah, you're probably right. So, tell me about the date, what'd you guys do? Wait, was he your first?" she asks.

I smile widely at that question. "Yes, he was," I say and feel my heartbeat speed up a little as I think about that night. "He was so gentle and loving..." I go on, describing everything we did that night. I even mention Aunt Dana and tell her my suspicions of what she's going to attempt with Mom and Dad. I think they're going out with her tonight, but that was just what I picked up from overhearing Mom on the phone with Aunt Dana. We have a rehearsal tonight but our teacher had something she needed to take care of, so she sent us home early from sixth period and told us to return at five. 

"What time is it?" Melody asks.

"Four thirty, crap, we should get to the school soon," I say and Melody agrees. We hang up after making plans to hang out and sleep over at her place afterwards.

On my way out, I stop by the kitchen to let Mom know what my plans are for the night. 

"Really? Melody? You two are friends again?" she asks happily.

"Funny how things change, huh?" I ask.

"That's great; I always liked her. I think your brother did, too," she says.

"Yeah," I say awkwardly. "Well, I should get to the school. See you tomorrow!" I say and then kiss her goodbye before rushing out to my car. Tim is coming up the walkway as I leave; he's just getting home from track practice. 

"Hey, beautiful," he says quietly but his smile speaks volumes. 

I try to hold back the butterflies and the smile it induces, but I fail miserably. He hugs me tightly but refuses to kiss me since we're in front of our own home and neighbors could walk by at any moment. Strangely in that moment I hope he chooses to go to USC instead of Stanford. 

"Hey, handsome," I reply. "I'm going to rehearsal. I think Mom and Dad are going out. You should hang out with me and Melody tonight."

"Melody? You two are friends again?" he asks as I walk past him.

"Ever since we chose her for a role in the play. Text me, I'm running late!" I say and then hurry to my car in the driveway. 

When I get to the school I've already got a text from Tim. "Miss you!" I read.

"Miss you, too!" I text back.

"I'm going to hang out with the guys until you're done at rehearsal. Text me when you're done, okay?" he sends. 

"You got it, stud!"

He sends a smilely emoticon and I send one back as well before entering the building for rehearsal. The night goes fairly smoothly, only a few hiccups in lines; I'm amazed at how well and at how quickly this play has come together. Everybody seems extra motivate because it was written by a student and voted on by her peers; they all have a part in it happening. Melody plays her role so well; balancing her motherly side with the seductive mistress. I didn't write too many implications of her sexual life into the script, but there's enough there to understand her character and her inability to refrain from flirting with men. Maybe Melody's not acting so much as channeling her sexy side. 

She really is sexy, I admit to myself. Her fiery red hair, soft hazel eyes and a body that just screams "fuck me!" Sure, I know some guys will say I have a great body; Tim being one of them, obviously. But there's just something in the way Melody carries herself that makes her ten times hotter than me. She has a cute face beneath her wild mane of bright, red locks, a light dusting of freckles on her cheeks and a radiant smile with perfect, white teeth. She has broad, athletic shoulders with long, slender arms that are perfect for basketball and volleyball, in which she participates in both, though she's out of season since one is in the fall and the other in the winter. In fact, I remember her saying basketball season had just ended before rehearsals; the girls had gone to state and lost in the final, championship game. It's the furthest a girls' team has gone in our school's history, in fact. 

That's just a side note, though; back to her incredible body that I'm finding myself surprisingly interested in. I shake certain thoughts away as I admire her build. Her breasts aren't large, but they certain fit her slender build as a decent sized B cup. Her dark green, long sleeved shirt cuts off just above her cute little bellybutton, showing off the bottom half of her sexy ab muscles. Her greatest feature, I notice as she turns around on stage to address her counterpart in the scene, is her beautifully round ass that is tastefully covered in denim shorts that hug her hips wonderfully. I imagine what her strong, slightly tanned legs would look like wrapped around Tim's waste as he hammers into her while standing up. I make up my mind what needs to happen tonight as I fail to fight off sexual thoughts. 

"Tina!" I hear my teacher's voice break through to my consciousness.

I shake my head and face her. "Sorry, I was distracted," I apologize.

"Start the scene over!" Daniel directs and I try to not pay attention to Melody's body and more to her lines instead.

I fight off thoughts of her and Tim, or me and Tim, or me, her and Tim all together and fight my way through rehearsal. Frustrated, our teacher calls rehearsal early and dismisses us, threatening us to do better come Monday evening. I shake my head at myself; what the fuck is wrong with me?

"You okay?" Daniel asks back stage in a much more feminine tone than I've ever noticed before. How did I not pick up on him being gay?

"Yeah, just a little distracted," I repeat my excuse from earlier.

"What's got your attention?" he asks. "Is it a boy?" he asks excitedly. He sounds a lot like Melody had earlier. 

"How did I not see this sooner?" I ask him out loud.

He looks offended for a moment. "What, that I'm seriously gay?" he acts offended and then laughs.

I laugh too. "Sorry. I didn't mean to say it like that."

"Oh, please. It'll take a lot more than that to offend me," he says with a roll of his eyes.

"I'm glad. I do want us to be friends."

"Of course! That's what I said I wanted, too! I felt bad for hurting you like I did that day, but I couldn't lie to you," he says.

"I'm glad you were honest, or I wouldn't be with who I'm with now," I say stupidly.

His mouth opens in surprise. "Who is he?" he demands.

I look at him curiously. He's almost a totally different guy than the one I used to like. Either he's stopped hiding it from me, or my eyes have just been opened to it now. Tim was shocked that I hadn't noticed, so maybe I just see the real Daniel now. 

"I can't tell you," I say; why can't I say the right things?

"Why not? Is he an older guy?" he asks.

"Much older," I lie, but he sees through it.

"Liar," he says.

"Tina?" Tim's voice calls out from down the hall. 

Shit, why did he have to come back here?

"Down here!" I call back, trying to hide my nerves.

Daniel looks at me suspiciously. "Don't worry, your secret's safe with me. I won't tell him about your new boyfriend," he says and then walks off. "Hey, Tim," he says slightly flirtatiously. 

"Hey Harry," my brother says, using Daniel's nickname of Harry Potter.

I roll my eyes at him as Daniel mouths "Oh my gawd!" after looking my brother up and down from behind.

"He check me out?" Tim asks as he steps up to me. 

I nod. "Sure did. How did I not see it?" I joke and then grab my bag.

"You're pretty much the only one who hadn't, sis," he teases.

"Whatever. What are you doing here? I told you to text me later."

"The guys were all out on dates with their girlfriends, so I decided to hang out here and check things out. You guys seem a little shorthanded on stage crew members, do you need help?" he asks.

I raise an eyebrow at him. "Are you sure that's a good idea?"

"Why not?" he asks offended. "You don't think I can handle it?"

"You have track, and then there's the other thing," I say, leading us down the hall. 

"I don't think you have to worry about that; you seemed plenty distracted by Melody," he points out under his breath.

I stop and face him, stopping in our tracks. "Was it that obvious?" I ask fearfully.

"Only to me. To everyone else it looked like a strange case of stage fright. But, I noticed you looking her up and down up until they waited for your lines," he tells me. He puts his arm around me, trying to look as much like my brother rather than my lover as he directs me towards the exit.

Out in the parking lot, Melody catches us before we can head home to drop off one of the vehicles. Tim finally has his car back, after a few days of going through repairs after Tiffany's little episode. 

"Tina!" she calls out. "Oh, hey, Tim," she follows up with flirtatiously. 

"Hey, Melody," he replies kindly, his arm still around my shoulders.

"I know you two are close, but you may wanna tone it down around the school," she suggests. 

Tim looks at me suspiciously. 

I sigh. "I told her about us," I say reluctantly.

"You did?" he asks, pulling his arm off of my shoulders to face me. His scared eyes move from me to Melody and back until one of us speaks.

"Relax, Tim, I'm not going to tell anyone. I told her how great I think it is. You guys are both lucky," she says and then I notice her check out not just Tim, but me as well. 

Suddenly the mini fantasies I had during rehearsal seem to be a possibility and I can feel myself getting excited. But, I tap into my acting skills and keep myself composed as much as possible.

"Why doesn't Tim come and hang out with us tonight?" I suggest. 

Melody's eyes brighten at the idea and she nods, looking him up and down. "I like that idea. Tim? What do you say to hanging out with a couple hotties like us?" she asks him, stepping up and wrapping her long, slender arm around my neck and pressing her face against mine. She kisses me on the cheek to sweeten the offer to Tim.

Tim's eyes lock on mine. "Are you sure about this?" he asks me.

I nod. "I think it'll be fun," I tell him.

A smile lights up Tim's face and he nods. "Hell yeah," he says excitedly. We drop his car off at home and then head over to Melody's in mine. We just have to make sure Tim's home before Mom and Dad, which shouldn't be too difficult. Aunt Dana lives down in South County, and Melody literally lives five minutes from our house. They always call or text to say they're on their way home when they go out. 

When we arrive at Melody's her parents have already turned in for the night. Tim and I picked up a couple of pizzas and soda on our way, so we would have plenty to eat while hanging out all night. Melody takes us to her room, which is a little secluded from the rest of the house. She also recruited her older brother to sound proof her room without their parents' knowledge so we won't have to worry about how loud we are.

"So! You have to tell me how this happened," Melody says and then takes another bite of pizza as she sits on her bed cross-legged.

Tim looks a little nervous sitting against her shut and locked door, so I know it's up to me to tell the story. But, I'm not sure I want to give every detail.

"Why do you have to know? Isn't it enough that I trust you enough to tell you about it anyway?" I ask her, reaching for a slice of pizza from the box between me and Tim.

She shrugs. "I guess that's fair. I'll get it out of you one way or another, though," she says with a wink. 

I roll my eyes at her, but a part of me is worried because I know she's right. But, what am I so scared of? She already knows about us; what difference does it make if she knows the story of how it happened?

"Fine," I say reluctantly, leaning back against her bed from where I sit on the floor, and tell her my version of the story.

"You still had a crush on Daniel?" she asks when I finish. 

I nod embarrassed. "That's all you got from the story?" I ask her.

She laughs. "Fuck no, but you didn't tell me about your first time," she says as if to remind me. That wasn't what she'd said before, though, she just wanted to hear how we ended up deciding we want to be together.

"You didn't ask," Tim says. "I can take it from here," he tells me and then leans across the box of pizza and kisses me gently on the lips. 

"Damn, that's hot," Melody gasps. "Forget the story," she says, dropping down to the floor to sit with us. 

"You don't want to hear?" Tim asks curiously.

"I don't need to," she says, her big eyes continually travelling back and forth between me and Tim. 

Her eyes suddenly light up as if she's had a stroke of genius. "Let's play a game to learn more about each other," she suggests.

I know exactly where she's going with this now. I look over at Tim and he's completely lost. Melody is about to suggest a game of Truth or Dare; I bet you a hundred bucks.

"Let's play Truth or Dare," she suggests excitedly.

Tim laughs. "Are you kidding? I'm not one of your girlfriends here for slumber party games," he laughs again.

Melody looks him over. "You have no idea how my games of Truth or Dare end up, do you?" she asks.

His mouth opens nervously but he doesn't have a response.

"That's what I thought. Just imagine your greatest pornographic fantasy involving a group of girls playing Truth or Dare or even Spin-the-Bottle," she says.

I jump up nervously and both Tim and Melody look up at me. "I think I'd like to go home now," I tell Tim.

"Are you sure?" he asks.

I nod adamantly. "Yeah, I'm sure," I say. 

"Wait!" Melody says desperately. "We don't have to play. I just thought things were heading in that direction," she says quickly.

I shake my head. "They were, but I'm not sure I'm ready for that," I tell her honestly. "I thought I was, but I'm really not and I'd rather not experiment unless I'm really sure I'm ready."

Melody looks at a loss for words but she doesn't argue. Tim reaches out his hand to me and I take it, stepping over the pizza box.

"I'm sorry, Melody, I really am. I'm glad we're friends again, but I can't do this. Not right now anyway."

She nods sadly and moves to hug me but I hold my hand out. "But-"

I shake my head. "I'm sorry, if I hug you it might lead to a kiss and a kiss could linger and then one thing leads to another and I've done something I could possibly regret and I don't want to regret it," I explain as gently as I can.

She nods sadly again. "I understand," she says. "Call me, though?"

I nod. "Of course," I promise her and then follow Tim out of the house. Melody trails behind us to lock the door after we leave. Tim lingers back to say goodbye to Melody but I hurry to my car, anxious to get home. Aunt Dana and my parents might be ready for a threesome, which I'm sure is happening as we speak, or it's heading that way at least, but I'm not. 

Tim gets in the car and I fire up the engine and drive away quickly. We drive in silence for a couple minutes before Tim speaks up.




Tim and Tina Ch. 04



"You okay, Tina?" he asks me concerned as he reaches over and runs his fingers through my hair. 

I close my eyes briefly at his touch. "I just want you to know that my decision has nothing to do with whether I'm attracted to Melody or not," I start. 

"So, you are then?" he asks.

I nod. "I didn't think I'd ever be attracted to a girl, but after seeing her tonight, I have no doubt that I am. Am I weird?"

He shakes his head. "If what you assume about Mom and Dad with Aunt Dana is going to happen, then, no, I'd chalk it up to genetics," he teases a little.

I chuckle a little. "My decision was completely selfish," I confess.

"Really? How so?"

"I don't want to share you. Especially not with someone you've been with before. Especially since she was your first," I tell him.

He's silent for a moment, and then his head nods slowly. "I didn't even think about that," he admits. "I felt guilty for not waiting for you to be my first, and then to encourage the idea of a threesome with a girl who was, that was a little insensitive of me."

I shake my head. "No, you're a guy, all you saw was the possibility of a threesome," I say a little more accusingly than I intended.

"That's not fair," he argues and he's right.

"I didn't mean it like that. It's just that guys and girls are wired differently. You were excited about an extremely hot possibility; most guys would have tried to convince their girlfriend to go along with it. You're better than that, though," I say, taking his hand in mine.

"That's true," he agrees. "About being better than that, I mean," he teases again with a wink and I can't help but laugh. He's so much like Dad when it comes to his ability to make me smile in my toughest moments, it's crazy.

"Maybe it will happen one day, but I want more time with just the two of us first. We've only had sex a couple times since our date and I still just want you," I tell him.

"Tina, I am not complaining. If we choose to experiment in that way at all, it will be with someone we both choose," he says and then kisses my hand. 

I pull into the driveway, both our parents' cars are here, but they usually take a cab when they go out with Aunt Dana and Uncle Andy. We still have the house to ourselves for now and they haven't called or texted us to let us know that they're heading home. They may even crash at Aunt Dana's, especially if her plan works. 

"Want to watch a movie?" Tim asks, knowing it'll relax me.

"That sounds good," I say. "I'll go make the popcorn, pick anything. Just nothing too violent; I'm not in the mood for that."

"Rom-com it is," he says and I giggle as I walk into the kitchen pantry to retrieve a bag of popcorn to pop in the microwave. 

I hear him pop open a DVD and then a few seconds later music from the previews fills the room. Once the popcorn's popped, I dump it into a bowl and walk out to the living room. The menu screen is waiting for him to select "play" when I join him on the couch. He's chosen "How to Lose A Guy in 10 Days", one of my favorites because I love Matthew MacConaughey. Tim chose this knowing this detail about me. I cuddle up next to him on the couch but I've forgotten drinks, so I leave the bowl of popcorn and quickly retrieve two cans of soda from the fridge. He hits play as I cuddle back up with him. 

About halfway through the movie, the popcorn is gone and I'm lying down with my head in his lap. One arm is curled up underneath my body while I rest my other on his thigh. I begin to lightly caress his leg as I wake up from dozing off. His hand is draped over my shoulder, keeping me nice and snug against his warm, solid body. He stirs slightly but I quickly learn why as I feel his thick pole begin to press against my cheek from beneath his cargo shorts. I grin at the feel of its growing hardness as it pokes my cheek. I nuzzle my face against it before lifting my head to look up at him. His eyes are still closed as his head is tilted back on the soft couch cushion; a soft snore escapes through his half-open mouth. He looks so cute, I don't want to wake him, but I'm pretty sure he'd be okay with it if I did it in a sexy way.

I lift my head and slide my hand up his thigh until it meets the tip of his cock. I then wrap my delicate fingers around his thick meat firmly, but not so much as to wake him. I need to be careful because I don't want him waking up until his pole is in my mouth. I slowly release his prick from my grip and then reach up under his T-shirt and slowly unbuckle his belt. He doesn't even stir as I pull the little metal piece from the hole in the soft leather belt and then separate the two ends. His belt is a little old and worn, so each end falls to the side easily, giving me plenty of room to unbutton his shorts and slowly pull down the zipper. 

Tim snorts suddenly and I stare up at him to make sure he's still asleep; his deep breaths resume, so I do too. Once his shorts are open wide, I reach inside and find his covered cock. It's gone a little soft since I released it to open his shorts up, which is good because now I can pull it up to the top of his open waistline of his shots. I admire its girth again, amazed that we've gotten this thing inside of my tight pussy three times now; I can't wait for a fourth. I hold his heavy dick in my hand, wrapping my hand around its base and then wrap my lips around the crown. I hear a moan escape his lips but I don't look up to see if he's awake yet; I'm sure I'll know when that happens. 

Circling my tongue around the tip of his cock, I can hear his breathing become heavier as pleasure rakes through his body. I slowly sink my head further down his cock and when I'm halfway down, I feel his hand rest gently on the back of my head, stroking me softly. He's awake now; I don't stop what I'm doing, though. I continue until the position I'm in won't allow me to go any further. I feel a strain in the back of my neck, so I pull off of his cock and then lock my eyes on his as I slither onto the floor, pull his shorts down off of his legs and then position myself between them. 

"That was an amazing way to wake me up," he says gratefully.

"You're welcome," I say and then attack his cock again, this time swallowing his cock further down. 

I only stop when I feel the tip bump the back of my throat. I back off an inch and suck on his cock like a giant straw; his hands immediately grab the back of my head, but he doesn't force me down his cock any further, nor does he fuck my open mouth. He's a true gentleman, allowing me to pull back a few inches so I can pull him back into my mouth again. I look up at him and his head has fallen back against the back of the couch again as he lets out a gasp. He's in Heaven right now; that or in an incredible Hell. I pull my head off of his cock completely and wrap my right hand around it to lift it up. I then drag my tongue along the underside before wrapping my lips around the crown, twirling my tongue around it for a few seconds before repeating the action.

"Oh fuck," he says. "That feels so good, baby," he tells me.

I continue servicing his beautiful cock for a few more minutes until I desperately need him inside me. I can feel that my panties are growing wetter and wetter, threatening to soak through my jeans. Suddenly, I can't take anymore and stand up, removing my shirt and then quickly attack my pants. Tim removes his shirt as well and then helps me peel my skin tight jeans from my body. His muscular arms wrap around me before I even realize he's standing again and then we move towards the couch. He gently lays me on my back and then places a few kisses down my body before reaching my hips. My tiny thong is removed from my body and then I feel his tongue spread my pussy lips apart. Fire erupts inside of me and I automatically buck my hips into his face, but he's strong enough to keep my actions under control so he can take care of me as well as I took care of him. Although, I think he's doing a better job than I did for him; I'd feel guilty but the pleasure he's giving me is too strong to think about that at the moment. 

His tongue probes inside of me, searching my depths like an expert. I wrap his thick brown hair in my fingers as I try to press him tighter into me, but he's able to hold me off so he can eat me out the way he knows is best. His licking and tongue-fucking drives me wild; I'm sure if he didn't hold me back the way he is, it wouldn't feel nearly as good as it does. After a couple minutes, I can't take anymore. 

"Tim, will you fuck me already?" I beg.

He looks up at me and smiles from ear to ear. "As you wish," he says softly and then I spread my legs a little more as he crawls up my body. 

His lips lock on mine and I recognize the taste of my pussy on his tongue. It sends me into overdrive and I reach down, grab his rigid pole and guide it into my pussy.

"Wait," he says. "We need a condom."

I shake my head. "Not this time, just pull out and cum on my stomach, or tits, or mouth. Fuck, I don't care where," I say and then pull his face back into mine with one hand while continuing to guide his thick meat into me with the other. 

He slides into me much easier than our first time. There's absolutely no pain aside from the stretching his cock forces on my wet pussy. He's so big and it's so hot, that fire I mentioned before intensifies as he slowly works his way deeper inside me. I gasp and then whimper as he bottoms out and I feel his balls press up against my asshole. 

"Fuck, I never get used to how big you are," I say.

"I'm sorry," he says but I know he's not really.

"Don't be, it's amazing. I'm so full down there. Oh, god, fuck me already," I beg and he does. 

Slowly to begin with, he starts with moving his hips in circles while he's still deep inside me, pressing his veiny cock against each wall of my cunt with a little more pressure, driving me insane. He then slides out of me a couple inches and then plunges back in. I gasp slightly and then he repeats the motion but pulls out a little further each time. Soon, he sits up on his knees and holds me by the thighs and then plows into me harder than we've ever fucked yet. I have a hard time keeping my eyes open as he pounds into me; not from pain, but from indescribable pleasure. I never knew I could feel this good. I reach up and pull his body closer to me, so he leans over me, placing one hand on the arm rest next to my head while holding my waist with the other as he jackhammers into my sopping cunt. 

I begin to moan unintelligibly as he fucks me good and hard. I feel an orgasm already beginning to build; I reach up and squeeze one of my full tits, twisting the nipple between my fingers. With my other hand, I reach for my clit and rub it furiously, trying to feel that wonderful feel of release. It builds and builds until it can't build anymore. My body tenses up; my pussy grips his cock so tight he can barely move. Before I can scream out, he kisses me tightly as my orgasm takes me to another world. All I see are flashing colors, much like fireworks but different somehow; like brand new stars being born in the galaxy or something. I really don't know what it is I see as my body finally releases his cock and he slowly begins to fuck me again. How he didn't explode inside of me in that moment, I have no idea and I don't have a coherent enough of a thought to stop him either.

"Want to try another position?" he whispers in my ear.

"I'll do whatever you want," I tell him.

He kisses me deeply for a few seconds and then pulls out of me. I feel empty without him inside me; like a piece of my soul is now attached to that wonderful cock of his. He sits on the couch and then pulls me towards him. A new fire of desire rises in me, energizing me, so I eagerly get up and stand in front of him.

"Turn around," he instructs and then spreads my legs.

He lowers his body down the couch cushion a little and then pulls me down on top of his lap slowly. I automatically reach down and grab his cock that is now soaked in my juices and direct my pussy towards it as he lowers my body down onto his. Finally I'm filled with his cock once again and then he pulls me back against him, holding onto my tits with both of his big, strong, football player hands. He bucks his hips, bouncing me on his pogo stick. I slam harder onto him than I ever have before. Those stars begin to reappear in my field of vision again. I join in the effort, flexing my legs to rise up and down on his cock as he fucks into me. I feel his breathing increase on my back as I recognize his own orgasm begin to build. Amazingly that triggers my own, knowing I'm getting him off. 

"I'm gonna cum," he warns and I pop off of him and without a second thought I drop to my knees, take his cock into my own hand and jerk him off to completion with my mouth waiting wide open at the tip of his one-eyed monster. His first spurt takes me by surprise, hitting my left cheek. Once that happens, I clamp my mouth on his cock and begin to suck the rest out of him as his body jerks uncontrollably. I swallow quickly as he fills my mouth with more and more of his spunk. I never knew I'd enjoy the taste of sperm, but something about his seed entering my mouth turns me on more and more. I finger my pussy rigorously as he finishes off and as soon as he's done, my second orgasm finally crashes on my body and I whimper as I pull his cock out of my mouth, desperately trying to catch my breath. 

Tim grabs me by the arms before I can fall back and then cuddles me onto his lap as his cock begins to soften. He kisses my right cheek as we catch our breath, and then he carries me up to our bathroom and sets me down on the cool, porcelain toilet so he can get the shower started. 

Once the water is nice and warm, he helps me in and washes me clean. The closer he gets to finishing cleaning me, more of my strength returns to me and I return the favor. Once we're clean, we make out in the shower until the water goes cold. Then we step out and dry ourselves off. We only separate to put on our bed clothes. When he steps out of his room he runs down the stairs in a hurry. I hurry after him but when I come around the corner giggling, he holds up a finger; he's talking to Dad.

"Yeah," he says and I stifle my giggle.

"Be safe," Dad's warning tone comes through on Tim's phone clearly. "Let you sister know, too, okay?"

"She's at Renee's house tonight, remember?" he says.

"Renee?" I mouth at him and he shrugs his shoulders.

"Dad doesn't know your friends names," he whispers back.

"...be safe!" Dad emphasizes at the end of what he says last.

"I will, Dad, don't worry," he says and then hangs up.

"That was close," I say.

Tim shrugs. "He thinks you're a new girlfriend from school, I'm sure," he says and then pulls me into his arms. "They're crashing at Aunt Dana's tonight. I guess her plan is working," Tim assumes. 

"I guess so," I say, looking up in to his eyes. "So, what do you want to do?"

"Oh, I can think of a couple things," he says and then takes me upstairs to Mom and Dad's room where we can have a bigger bed to play in. Why there? I have no idea, when we have a guest room between mine and our parents' room, but I don't argue.



Tim and Tina Ch. 05



We fucked the night away. We fucked in Mom and Dad's bed, in their shower, on their floor; hell, we even fucked in the little tunnel-like hallway their long closets form between the bathroom and bedroom. We eventually passed out around midnight but Tina woke up frantic at like 5 a.m. and kicked us out of Mom and Dad's bed. I tried to assure her we were fine, but she insisted we get up and straighten up their room. So, I reluctantly pulled my tired ass out of bed and helped her straighten out the covers. Then she hurried to her room and put on workout clothes.

I gave her a funny look and she shrugged. "Trust me," is all she says, so I shrug and go along with it, grabbing a pair of basketball shorts and a tank top from my dresser and pull them on over my naked body. By the time I'm dressed, she's tossing me my clothes from when we started our fuck-fest in the living room. Then she walks back towards Mom and Dad's room, but turns right and heads down to our in-home gym. As soon as I follow her in there, I shut the door and she starts removing her sports bra and running shorts. 

"That's more like it," I think to myself and then quickly remove my own clothes. She drops to her knees as I step onto the blue mat that takes up a lot of the floor in the room. She grasps my cock in her hand and pulls me into her mouth. Her head immediately bobs up and down on my pole. She gets better at blowjobs each time, but this time she's eager to get things going. A minute later, she surprises me with something we haven't done yet. When she pulls her mouth off of my saliva-soaked cock, she continues to slowly jerk me with her hand as she looks down at her tits, spits and then spreads her saliva over them. My heart begins to race as I realize what she's about to do. This has been in my top ten fantasy list ever since I started fucking.

Tina rises up on her knees a little, grabs both of her breasts and wraps them around my throbbing prick. It's one of the greatest feelings having my cock between her firm, yet soft, breasts. Just as she starts to jack my prick with her gorgeous tits, we hear the distinct beeps of the alarm system announcing that the front door just opened. We freeze for a moment and then dash for our clothes, frantically pulling them on. Tina giggles excitedly; who would have thought she'd be turned on at the possibility of getting caught? She's usually so cautious about things. 

I get dressed faster than I ever have before and then scan the room for a cover story. In one corner is a chest full of workout gloves and stuff. I have a few friends I spar with for MMA style fighting. I rush for the chest, pull out a pair of gloves for Tina to put on and I shove my own hands into punching pads. The door opens and I lower the pads.

"Hey, Dad," I say but suddenly Tina's fist meets my face. I stagger a step and then fall to my knees.

"Tim!" she cries but I can tell she's holding back laughter at the same time. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," I say in a slight daze. Tina hits harder than I thought.

"Dad, you distracted him!" she playfully scolds him.

"Well, I thought I heard something, uh, going on up here. I didn't realize you were home. Aren't you supposed to be at your friend's house?" he asks her.

"I came home early," she lies beautifully. "Rehearsal isn't until noon and I was tired of waiting for her to wake up."

"Gotcha. Well, you guys hungry? I think your mom and I may get cleaned up and then get some breakfast."

"Yeah, we'll finish up here and get cleaned up as well," I tell him and then I stand and lift the pads for Tina to punch into again. She does until Dad pulls the door shut and walks away.

"Good cover with the MMA gloves," Tina says, pulling them off of her hands.

"Good cover with the lie about your friend," I compliment back.

She curtsies with a giggle. "Let's go take a shower," she says. "We need to finish what we started."

I quickly remove the punching pads from my hands and toss them into the chest along with the gloves Tina was wearing and then chase after her to our bathroom. We lock both doors into the bathroom, just in case Mom or Dad decide to come check up on us. It's not uncommon for at least Mom to pop her head in and talk to us, and we'd rather them not see us fucking. 

Once we're naked again under the water, Tina drops back down to her knees and takes my cock into her mouth again; once I'm hard, she squeezes her tits around my prick and allows me to titty-fuck her. If I enjoyed sucking and squeezing her tits before; nothing compared to how it feels to slide my rigid pole up and down between them. Then she increases the pleasure by adding her mouth in the mix. As my engorged meat pops up between her luscious breasts, the tip enters her waiting mouth and she gives a quick lick before I pull back again. I slow my thrusts down to enjoy the feel of her mouth and tongue on my cock more. 

A couple minutes later, I pull her up to her feet and plant my mouth on hers, tasting an added flavor of salt on her tongue after having it on my throbbing member. I then bend my knees slightly, spread her legs a little as I slide my cock into her tight pussy and then grab her ass as I lift her off the floor of the tub. She immediately wraps her legs around my waist and I bounce her on my cock a few times. She winces the first couple of times as she adjusts to my cock being in her again but then her eyes fill with lust and she actually growls at me. I bounce her harder and she grunts, trying to keep as quiet as possible so our parents don't hear anything. As soon as I pin her to the wall to fuck her brains out, one of our parents knocks on the door from Tina's room.

"Tim?" Mom's voice calls for me through the door.

"Yeah?" I call back.

"Is Tina in there with you?" she asks suspiciously.

"Yeah, she's brushing her teeth," I tell her and then shove two of my fingers in her mouth.

She mumbles something at our mother.

"Oh, there you are, Tina. Why is the door locked?" she demands.

I remove my fingers from her mouth. "Mom, Tim's naked! We always lock the door when one of us is showering," she tells her.

"Since when?"

I thrust slowly once, unable to control my actions completely.

"Since High School, Mom," she says as if she should know; she's not even close to sounding like she's in the middle of fucking.

"Are you..." she trails off. "Never mind, just hurry it up. Your father and I are hungry," she says.

"Be right there, Mom!" we say together and then slowly resume our fucking until we're sure she's gone.

"That was close," Tina whispers.

"So am I," I tell her and she grins lustfully and then plants her mouth on mine as I increase my fucking into her hot, wet pussy with her pinned against the cool, tile wall. Her tits bounce and jiggle as I lean back slightly and ram into her over and over. She bites down on her lip to keep from screaming out; I hadn't even realized she was close as well. That all-too-familiar sensation comes over me and I try to set her down before I explode, but she wraps her legs around me like a vice and locks her eyes on mine. 

My eyes grow fearfully; I don't want to cum inside her, but she holds me in tighter and shakes her head.

"But-" she interrupts me by kissing me and I can't hold back any longer. I explode inside of her, coating her womb with my seed. When I finish my legs begin to give so she sets her feet down and I pull out of her.

She pulls my face into hers for another kiss but I pull away. "What's wrong?" she asks.

"Why didn't you let me pull out?" I ask her; I'm not angry but scared about what we've just done.

"I-I don't know," she says worried. "I just didn't want to let you go yet; I wasn't thinking," she says, starting to cry.

"Shh," I say, pulling her tight into my arms. "It'll be okay," I promise. Why do I cave every time a girl cries? No, not every time a girl cries; every time Tina cries. "Whatever happens," I say holding her face in my hands and looking her in the eye. "We'll handle it together, okay?"

She nods and I kiss her on the forehead as I hug her tightly.

"I have an idea," she says and then squats as if she has to pee. She strains slightly and then I see a big glop of my semen drop out of her pussy a few seconds later. 

"Do you think that'll work?" I ask her.

"It's not a guarantee, but at least most of it is out," she says. "I'm sorry I let that happen; we'll be more careful next time," she promises.

I kiss her lovingly and then we quickly wash ourselves, dry off and then get dressed to meet our parents downstairs to go out for breakfast. While at breakfast I get a text from the guys that they're going to the beach. Since Tina will be at rehearsal I consider going, but then I remember I volunteered to help with the play. I'm not sure why I tell Mom and Dad I'm going with my friends, but I do; maybe it's to throw Mom off our scent so she doesn't get too suspicious of us. We know we have to tell them sooner or later, but we're not sure how to do it. So, for now we're keeping it a secret. 

When we get back home, I get ready as if I'm going to the beach and Tina joins me in my room. 

"You okay?" I ask her as I change into board shorts and a tank top, pulling a pair of cargo shorts on over them and a light button up shirt on over the tank; I leave it unbuttoned, though. 

She shrugs. "I'm scared about earlier," she admits.

I step up to her and rub her bare arms gently. "We'll be okay. Like I said, we'll handle it together regardless of what happens."

"What if I get pregnant? What do I tell Mom and Dad? I'm not exactly dating anyone and they know I'm not the kind of girl to just hook up with a guy," she says, tears beginning to well up in her eyes.

I kiss her to shut her up at first but she melts into me. "You need to relax, Tina," I tell her. "If you don't, Mom will get even more suspicious than she already is," I warn her. "I love you; that's all that matters, right? I won't ever leave your side, no matter what happens."

She takes a deep breath and wipes her eyes dry. "You're right; I'm freaking out about nothing right now. Life as normal, right?"

I nod and kiss her quickly on the lips. "See you at school, okay?"

She nods and then gathers her things for rehearsal, which includes a full-looking small duffle bag. "Can I get a ride?" she asks loud enough for Mom and Dad to hear.

"Sure, it's on my way to the freeway," I agree. "See you later!" I call out to Mom and Dad as they head to do their typical weekend housework. 

"Bye! Have fun!" we hear them say as we head out the door.

I take her hand in mine as we walk down the walkway to my car. I open the door for her and then get in my side, firing up the engine. I love the sound of my car; it's such a powerful piece of machinery. I tear down the street towards our school, barely stopping for stop signs the whole way. 

"Let's take Mom and Dad out to dinner tonight," Tina says over the roar of my engine.

"For their anniversary?" I ask her.

"Yeah. It'd be fun, plus it may get Mom off our trail too."

I nod at the idea. "Let's do it!" I say as I stop at the red light and then lean over and kiss her.

"Tim, be careful," she giggles and then looks around. 

She's right, we're still close to home and don't know who we might see. Once we're at the school, we slip back into sibling mode, trying to hide our feelings towards each other or play it off as being close since we're twins. As soon as we walk into the theater, though, Melody is there to stop us.

"I am so sorry about last night," she says immediately. 

Tina hugs her and whispers something in her ear that I can't hear but Melody nods and then hugs me to say hello. When she lets go, she walks back up to the stage and then the teacher calls for the rehearsal to begin. Tina walks me up to the front and once the teacher is done giving her instructions for the day she introduces me to her.

"He said he'd like to help as a stage hand, building props and stuff, if that's okay?" Tina asks her.

"Of course! Thank you so much," she gushes enthusiastically. "We need so much help. And if you can find a way to motivate them to work harder and faster, that'd be great," she says under her breath.

I nod and give her a wink. "I'll see what I can do, Teach," I say and then head towards the back where the stage manager looks about ready to pull her hair out already. When she turns around to see me walking up she rolls her beautiful hazel eyes.

"Let me guess, community service requirements?" she asks, putting a hand on her hip jutting out to the side haughtily.

I shake my head. "I'm here on my own volition," I assure her.

She looks at me suspiciously. "Why?"

I look at my sister for a second and then back at the stage manager in her black jeans and black turtleneck. "I want to help my sister out with this."

"Your sister? Who's your sister? Wait..." she trails off and then shakes her head. "I'm sorry, Tim," she surprises me by knowing my name, but then again, I am the star quarterback. "I'm a little stressed. Oh, my name is Jenny, by the way," she stretches her hand out to me and I shake it. "I can't get control of this crew; nobody wants to work," she whispers to me, but I'm sure some of them heard; however, I don't think she was really trying to be secretive.

I step onto the stage and see them all sitting around talking. "Okay, pricks!" I say stepping up to the group of crew hands and they all look up at me startled. "That's what I thought," I shake my head at them. They stare up at me wide-eyed; they're not used to seeing a jock at their rehearsals. 

"What are you doing here?" a fat kid in the back asks me.

"I'm gonna whip your ass into shape if you don't get started on these props," I threaten and the whites of his eyes become more visible as he rocks back on his fat rump. "I know this isn't something I've ever done before, at least not here. But, I do know that for something to succeed there needs to be some kind of teamwork. I have helped with construction projects, so I will help make sure these major pieces get taken care of," I say and then turn towards the stage manager who is beaming back at me. "Is that alright with you? I don't want to step on your toes."

She shakes her head. "Please. I can't be in two places at once. Okay, listen up," she says to the stage crew, stepping up next to me. "Tim here will oversee the construction; I will oversee small props and costume design. Choose now which area you want to work in."

They stare at us blankly. Obviously they're not used to a strong hand giving them orders.

"Let's move!" I shout and they all jump up to choose an area. They somehow split evenly and, surprisingly, fatass joins my group. Once they're gathered I ask someone to take me to the supplies and show me what needs to be built still. A cute sophomore girl steps up and takes my arm, leading me behind the black curtains into a wide open room where the major stage pieces are in mid-construction. I thank her and then split them into teams to work on the pieces. Ten minutes later, hammers are banging nails into wood and paint brushes are transforming sheets of plywood into rock walls, houses, shops, etc. 

Four hours later, we're waiting on paint to dry as we attack the last major piece to build; the castle. I look over the plans and begin directing people to take care of certain portions while I assist each smaller group with whatever they need. Two hours after that, the castle pieces are constructed and the paint crew is beginning to bring it to life.

Jenny steps into the construction area with a look of shock and awe on her face. I push her jaw up to close her mouth. She blushes and giggles but then she shakes her head amazed.

"How the heck did you get so much done in just six hours?" she asks.

I shrug. "A couple years ago I went with a friend's church group to Mexico and helped build a couple houses and a small church. We got the framing done in a day, plumbing the next, and then started the electrical and drywall after that. By the end of the week, the houses and the church were up and running. I learned how to lead a group during that trip. Granted, I didn't use the threatening tones or language I used here today to get their attention," I laugh. "But, finding a way to get a fire lit inside them was something I did learn then."

"I'm amazed, Tim. Thank you so much. How could I ever repay you?" she asks sincerely.

I shake my head. "You don't need to. I enjoyed this. I wish I'd done this sooner; maybe theater is somewhere I can volunteer when I go to USC next year."

"Is that where you're going?" she asks.

I nod. "Just decided that right now, actually."

"What was your other option?" she asks curiously.

"I had a few, but USC and Stanford were my two major ones."

"Let me guess, football scholarship?" 

I nod and shrug at her. "Am I supposed to turn that down?" I chuckle.

She shakes her head. "Not at all. Take advantage of it, you won't hurt as far as education goes at either school. I'm just jealous of your scholarship is all. I only have a partial, but I'm applying for grants as well," she explains. I have no idea how we really ended up talking about our college plans, but I'm starting to enjoy this whole drama group. Why have I teased Tina about it and made fun of these kids behind their backs for so long? 

"There you are!" Tina interrupts my conversation with Jenny.

"Tina, your brother is a lifesaver! Look at what he got the crew to do!" she gestures towards the stage pieces. 

"Oh my god," Tina says, finally taking notice. "You got all this done today?" she asks in shock.

"Crazy, right?" Jenny says.

Tina nods. "Where were you last week?" she jokes.

I shrug. "Track finals?" I laugh.

Tina goes to hug me but Jenny unknowingly cuts her off and hugs me instead. I look at Tina apologetically and give Jenny a quick hug with just one arm. 

"You have to let me take you out for dinner or something to thank you," Jenny says flirtatiously. 

I look at Tina briefly but then look back at Jenny before she can notice. "That would be great, Jenny, but I don't think my girlfriend would like that," I tell her.

"Oh, right, football star's got a girlfriend, of course. How silly of me," she says moodily and then walks away.

"Jenny," I say quickly. "I really do appreciate it. It was a really kind and sweet offer."

She blushes again and smiles before heading back to the costume room. 

"Good save," Tina says stepping up to me. I put my arm around her and turn us towards the continuing construction. 

"Thanks," I say. "I'm starving, though. Let's call Mom and Dad about dinner. We're almost done here, right?" I ask her.

She nods and then kisses me on the cheek, which is innocent enough, especially since no one is paying attention.

"Yeah, I'll call them while you get everybody to wrap up for the night. They can finish the rest during the week," she says and then walks back out into the hall.

"Hey guys!" I call out and they slowly stop what they're doing and turn to face me. "You guys were awesome today. Thank you so much for your hard work. But, we're calling it a night. Go home, get cleaned up and enjoy the rest of your weekend!" I say and then start clapping for them. They join in, clapping and laughing along before leaving the construction room to gather their things backstage.

Fatass walks up to me and stretches his hand out to me. "Sorry about earlier," he says.

I shake his hand and clap him on the shoulder. "I told you I'd work you today, didn't I?" I ask with a friendly wink.

He grins and nods. "Yeah you did. Just, don't call us pricks next time?" he suggests.

"Hey, it got your attention didn't it?" I ask him.

"True," he agrees with a chuckle.

"See you on Monday..."

"George," he tells me.

"See you Monday, George," I say and then follow him out into the hall.




Tim and Tina Ch. 05



"We're taking them to Buca di Beppo's," Tina tells me.

"I didn't bring any clothes to change into, shouldn't we go home?" I ask her.

"I've got you covered," she says holding her duffle bag up. "I put your deodorant and a change of clothes in here before we left home," she informs me.

"You think of everything, don't you?" I wink at her. I don't know why I've suddenly started winking at everybody; maybe it has to do with how happy I've been lately.

"Well, go get dressed; I'm going to give Daniel the mental notes I took during rehearsal."

"Okay," I say and take the bag to the guys' restroom. Inside I find a blue plaid shirt and black slacks. Thank God she didn't put a tie in there. 

Once I'm dressed I walk out to the auditorium and hand her the bag. She takes off for the restrooms to change while I take a seat on the edge of the stage.

"Tim, you are amazing," the teacher says walking up behind me on the stage. Daniel looks up at her at the same time I do. "You got them to do so much today; I don't know what we would have done without you today. Jenny won't shut up about you; I think she's got a crush," she winks at me.

I laugh. "Too bad I've got a girlfriend," I tell her. "And you're welcome. I had a blast working with them. I may not be an actor, but I certainly enjoyed building the props for the play. I think they had a good time, too, despite the hard work."

"It sure sounds like it from the way they were chattering excitedly as they left for the night," she says sitting down on the stage next to me. I won't lie, for a woman in her mid-forties, she's very attractive. Not as much as Aunt Dana, but she's definitely easy on the eyes with her long, auburn hair, sparkling green eyes, curvy body and long legs. No other teacher in our school looks like her; she's the object of fantasy for many of the guys in our school.

"Well, I'm glad I was able to help out so much," I tell her.

"Talent must run in your family," she says. "Your sister is an incredible actress and a spectacular writer. I was amazed she came up with this story and script. It's almost like she lived it herself!" she compliments Tina to me. 

"Well, our mom is very creative herself, and dad is great at anything he puts his mind to. So, I guess they passed those traits down to us."

"You know, I won't lie," she says under her breath. "When I first read the script, I thought she was writing about you and her in a way. I mean, you two are so close being twins and everything. It's such a beautiful story, though. I fell in love with it right away."

I shrug. "Well, I can't say that it's about us," I laugh. 

"Of course you can't say," she winks at me and then stands up. "Have a good night, Tim," she says and I watch her leave. As I do, I catch Daniel staring at me and then his eyes grow as if he's put puzzle pieces together in his head.

"Shit," I say under my breath.

"Ready to go?" Tina asks, grabbing my attention.

I stand up quickly to take the bag from her but stop immediately in my tracks. She's in a simple outfit of a flowing purple skirt that sways gently at her knees and a black blouse, but she looks absolutely gorgeous to me. I look over my shoulder at Daniel and he's definitely put the pieces together. He's pointing at both of us but is speechless. Tina hands me the bag and rushes over to him.

"Daniel, please don't say anything. Nobody can know," she begs him.

"But, you're twins," he hisses quietly. 

"Daniel, please," she begs again.

He shakes his head as if to bring him back to reality. "I won't say anything, but are you two sure you know what you're doing?" he asks.

I step up to him, nodding. "It's a lot to explain, but, I love her more than I've ever loved anybody," I say, slipping my arm around her waist. 

"Then, you two need to be careful around here. If the teacher can figure it out, anybody who pays any attention at all will figure it out," he warns us, and then he smiles. "You two do look cute together; of course, you're twins so you look a lot alike already, so that helps. It doesn't hurt that you're both gorgeous," he says, standing up and gathering his things. "Your secret's definitely safe with me. I know what it's like to keep a crazy secret," he tells us.

"Thanks for understanding, Daniel," I thank him. 

"Don't mention it. Have fun tonight!" he says and then leaves the building; we follow suit and rush to meet our parents for dinner. 

"So, Dad thinks I have a girlfriend," I tell her on the drive. "He'll wonder why she's not with us and what her name is even."

"Tell him her name is Abby. That's my character's name in the play, he'll never pick up on it."

"Mom might," I say uncomfortably.

"Mom is more forgiving than Dad. If she knows anything, she'll be more likely to forgive us than Dad."

"If you say so," I say uncertainly, but I don't have any other ideas at the moment.

We arrive at the restaurant a little bit before our parents. When they walk in it seems we have accidentally matched each other. Dad is in a dark blue shirt with a matching tie and black slacks while Mom wears a beautiful purple dress almost the same shade as Tina's skirt. I laugh to myself at the coincidence. 

"So, where's your new girlfriend?" Dad asks as soon as we sit down. 

"Abby?" I ask, glancing at Tina out of the corner of my eye for a fleeting moment. "She, uh, couldn't make it."

"Oh? Why not?" he asks, sipping his wine. 

"She had a family thing, too," I tell him as I try to suppress a laugh. He doesn't seem to notice, though.

"That's too bad. I would have liked to have met her," he says, setting his wine glass down.

"One day," I shrug and then sip my cola. 

Conversation continues as normal the rest of our night out. As normally as possible, anyway. Tina's uncharacteristically quiet, while I'm the chatty one, and, call me paranoid, but Mom is suspiciously quiet as well. Though she tries to act normal, she's apparently not a very good liar tonight, so, I swear Mom's suspicious of us. I do my best to ignore it and act normal, though. Time will only tell if she knows something or not.

To Be Continued...



Tim and Tina Ch. 06



"Don't you fucking move or make a sound, or I'll kill you both," our former "Uncle Andy" threatens us both as he holds a small gun to Aunt Dana's head. Apparently he's gone off the deep end. Dad ran into him at the beach one day and kinda beat him up, not too badly, though; mostly just knocked the wind out of him. Hold on, let's back up; I'll give you a quick overview of the past week or so.

So, Dad found out that the company he's worked for our entire lives was sold to another, larger company; so he's lost his job. But, he and his supervisor, who has been a close family friend, have decided to start their own company doing the same kind of thing; financial services I think. Anyway, after he turned in his paperwork that needed to be filled out before the buyout, he went to the beach to relax a little and ran into Andy. Andy attacked him for some reason, probably for fucking Aunt Dana, along with our mom (Tina and I assume that anyway). But, they were divorced anyway, so he was just acting out in complete immature jealousy. Detectives have been to our house to interview our parents and Aunt Dana. They talked to us a little bit, too, but we didn't really know anything at the time. 

So, now we have a squad car parked outside our house every day since they can't find Andy to arrest him for beating up Aunt Dana. I saw how she looked one evening when I stopped by the house to pick up some things for Tina before the play started. I was so pissed, I was tempted to go find Andy myself and kick his ass. But, knowing he's rich, I figured he probably owns a gun. Turns out I'm right. Tina and I had just passed out after a good fuck session when we heard two gunshots outside. I run to my room and look down to see the cop car driving away. When I return to Tina's room I tell her what I saw. She freaks out, but I somehow calm her back down again. A little bit later, I hear someone messing with the lock at the front door. When I open Tina's door a crack, Aunt Dana is there telling us to keep quiet and then pulls our door shut. 

Almost immediately after, the front door opens and then slams shut. 

"DANA!" Andy shouts and then I hear the distinct sound of a gun cocking. 

"What the fuck is going on?" Tina asks fearfully.

I turn towards her and pull her into my arms. "We'll be okay," I tell her, but I don't believe it myself. I search her room for something to use as a weapon, but I'm the athletic one and I don't have time to run to my room, grab a baseball bat from my closet and return to Tina's side before Andy finds us. 

Tina's door swings open and Andy aims his gun at Tina's head. "Strip," he demands of us both. "Good, now get in your bed and stay there. I'll be back once I've finished with Aunt Dana. Your dad thinks he can take what's mine and embarrass me? He's got another thing coming. Now, keep your eyes shut until I return. Don't you fucking move or make a sound, or I'll kill you both," he says and then pulls the door shut once we're in bed. 

A minute later I hear the alarm system chirp, announcing the arrival of our parents. I keep my eyes closed, though, holding Tina tight in my arms as she trembles in fear. I've never felt her shake this much, so I hold her tighter. If the situation was different, her ass pressing against my cock would turn me on; but knowing Andy is likely down the hall with Aunt Dana, raping her or holding her at gun point, or whatever he's doing, keeps me flaccid. I can hear Mom and Dad's voices as they come up the stairs. 

"True, I'll go wake Tina, you get Tim, maybe the five of us can go get lunch when Dana gets back," Mom says just outside Tina's door.

When it opens she doesn't make a sound, but I'm too scared to open my eyes. A few seconds later Dad walks in.

"Honey, what's wrong?" he asks. After a long pause he clears his throat.

My eyes pop open and lock right onto his. I then scan the room but have no idea why. 

"Is he gone?" I whisper but he doesn't hear me.

"Is he gone?" I repeat as he kneels down next to us. 

"Is who gone?" he asks quietly, he tenses up, though.

"Uncle Andy," I tell him; that's when he notices that Tina's arm, which is holding onto mine that's wrapped around her, is shaking like a leaf.

"There's nobody here," he tells me.

"Are you sure?" I whisper again.

He looks up at Mom but she's already leaving the room. "Stay here," he tells us and then pulls Tina's door shut. 

I get out of bed, pull on shorts and listen at the door while Tina gets dressed.

"What?" Mom hisses. 

"Let me check the rooms first, you stay with the kids," Dad tells her in a hushed tone.

"Why? I can handle that little prick."

"Not if the little prick has a gun," Andy's voice startles us. I open the door and look down the hall. Andy has his .22mm pointed at Dana's right temple. "Didn't think I'd retaliate, Jeff?"

"Why don't you put the gun down, Jeff?" Dad suggests calmly. "We can talk about this."

"Why don't you shut the fuck up?" he replies furiously, aiming the gun at Dad.

Amanda steps into his line of sight. "Andy," she says in as sexy of a voice as she can muster through her fear. He keeps the gun pointed at Dad while holding Aunt Dana in a chokehold, but his eyes dart in Mom's direction. "That's it, I'm right here," she says, her hands raised as she slowly walks towards him.

"Stay back," he warns and then presses the small barrel of the gun to Dana's head again.

Mom freezes with her hands raised in a nonthreatening way. "Andy, relax, we're all friends here," she says, trying to remind him of their past relationship with him.

"Friends don't steal from each other," he says and then points the gun at Mom. 

She gasps slightly but barely flinches; Mom is much tougher than I ever realized. "You're right, Andy, they don't," she agrees with him, attempting to gain his trust. "But, you don't really believe we stole Dana, do you?" she asks, taking a couple tentative steps forward.

"As soon as she left me, you two pounced on her!" he shouts accusingly.

Mom nods. "I know it seems that way," she starts. "But, sweetie, that's now how it happened."

"Bullshit," he argues.

"Why don't you let me tell you how it happened?" she suggests.

He looks from her to Dad; I'm amazed at how calm Dad is remaining while Andy has a gun pointed at his wife, has his kids scared to death and has Dana in a chokehold still. That's when I notice she's struggling to breathe. Her eyes lock on Dad desperately.

"I promise, it's a pretty sexy story," Mom says, trying to persuade him.

For a second Andy looks down at Dana and then at Amanda again, as if to imagine the two of them making love. I can't deny I briefly imagine it as well. Aunt Dana is hot, and Mom's very attractive too. Andy nods and waves the gun slightly to tell Mom to go on with the story.

"You see, after everything went down between you two, and I won't pretend her account is the most accurate," she says to gain his trust a little more, "she called me crying when she kicked you out. Jeff doesn't even know about this yet," she says and looks at Dad apologetically. He nods at her to continue, so she does. "I went to comfort her and assure her everything will work out," she explains, taking a few slow steps closer to him, but he barely notices as he's becoming wrapped up in her story already. "She cuddled up in my arms and once she calmed down from her hysteric crying, she kissed me. I was shocked at first, right Dana?" she says and Dana nods quickly, causing Andy to look down at her briefly; when he looks up again, Mom is only a foot away from him. She's smooth. 

Andy points the gun at her with a wordless warning not to come any closer. Mom raises her hands again and shakes her head. "Relax, Andy, I just want to make you feel as good as I made her feel that night," she says.

His eyes narrow as his eyebrows knit together into one, thick brow. "Bullshit," he says.

"No, it's not fair that you're the only one who isn't getting what he wants," she says, playing to his ego. 

My mother is a genius. I remain in the room with Tina, though my protective side is urging me to attack Andy. I know that will just get someone killed, though, and I don't want to risk hurting either of these women I care about. I look at my dad and know he's thinking the same thing; we're more alike than either of us realizes, I think.

"You're right," Andy agrees and then looks at Dad. "Are you prepared for what your wife is going to do for me?" he asks with a taunting grin.

I know Dad is fighting every urge to attack him. "No, but what choice do I have? You have the gun, Andy," he says, building up his confidence. 

"That's right, I DO have the gun. And you know what? I could shoot you right now," he says, aiming at Dad.

"Not if you want me," Mom says standing between Dad and Andy. 

Dad steps forward but Mom reaches her hand back to stop him without looking at him. Andy looks from Amanda to Dad a few times before seeming to make up his mind.

"What's to stop me from shooting your husband and fucking you anyway?" he asks her.

"I won't be as willing if you kill him. I'm willing to do whatever you want as long as no one gets hurt. If you kill them, you'll be raping me, and I know you won't enjoy that as much as a willing partner," she reasons with him.

"Willing, huh?" he asks.

"What does this tell you?" she asks and pulls the shoulder straps of her pink tank top down and peels the tight cotton top down her chest to reveal her tits to him. I find myself wondering what they look like, but then scold myself for the thought. It's bad enough I'm fucking my sister; no way do I want to include my mother in this!

His eyes are glued to Mom's breasts; Dad tries to take a step forward but Andy pulls the hammer back with his thumb. "I'm not too distracted to shoot you, Jeff," he warns and Dad takes a step back again. "That's better. Now, you're willing to let me fuck you so long as no one gets hurt?" he repeats what she told him.

"I won't lie to you, Andy. I care about my friends and family so much, I'd do anything for them," she says.

"Including fucking me?" he confirms with her; he seems to be stuck on that one detail.

"Let's just say I'm lucky you're a good-looking guy," she says to convince him.

He grins and then nods. "Okay, let's do this then. After you Jeff, you and Dana are going to watch me make your woman scream," he says and then points at their room with the gun. "Walk," he demands and Dad complies with his hands raised. He glances down at Tina's room out of the corner of his eye and sees the door open a crack and a single eye from each of us watching. He ignores us as much as possible so Andy doesn't notice us watching and continues into his room.

"Dana, why don't you bring the children in to see what a slut their mother is?" Andy commands, finally letting her go. "Maybe I'll get a piece of that daughter of yours, Jeff," he says. 

I clench my fist angrily as they disappear into Mom and Dad's room. We can still hear them talking, though, as the door hasn't shut. Andy leaves it wide open like an idiot. But, then again, that'll make it harder for me to sneak by. 

"Yeah, I think I will fuck your daughter too, she's eighteen now, right? A spittin' image of her mother, too. Man, just the thought of fucking mother and daughter is turning me on," he continues to taunt.

"Jeff," Mom says softly. "You won't even think of my daughter once I'm through with you," she says seductively, which shuts him right up. "You're going to be so beyond satisfied, your dick won't be able to rise for days," she promises.

"Okay, I have a plan," I tell Tina, shutting her door. She hands me my T-shirt and I pull it on over my head.

"Tim, don't do anything. You'll just get everybody killed," she pleads with me.

I shake my head. "I have to do something, Tina. He's crazy! Plus, Mom will keep him good and distracted while I get a weapon in there to them," I tell her.

"What? A weapon? Tim, what are you talking about?" 

"I'll sneak down to the kitchen and get a knife. When Andy's completely distracted by Mom, because I'm sure she'll go through with anything to keep him from killing us, I'll sneak into their room, drop the knife on the ground for them to try and get to while I hide in the bathroom."

Tina shakes her head at me. "You're insane if you think that'll work."

I kiss her and then say, "Just call the cops, okay?"

"Tim, no!" she tries to stop me from walking out the door.

I open it slightly and then slip out of the room. I then sneak down the hall to Aunt Dana's room. I wait in her doorway to make sure Andy doesn't pop back into the hallway unexpectedly, but by the conversation going on in there, I know he's too wrapped up in Mom to notice anything. 

I make it to the stairs and descend down them in utter silence. I look over my shoulder to see Mom tying Dad and Aunt Dana up and then sitting them down on their bench thing that overlooks the side of the house. Aunt Dana drops her head on Dad's shoulder, crying into his sleeve. Once their room is out of sight, I rush into the kitchen and grab a steak knife; it's small enough for Mom to sneak into her shorts to, hopefully, cut Andy's balls off. I clench the hard, plastic handle in my hand tightly as I make my way back up the stairs. When I reach their bedroom door, I peak inside to see Mom sucking on Andy's dick. Anger boils in my blood and I fight the urge to rush in and cut his cock right off his body. 

Dad catches my eye and notices the knife at my side. I watch Andy and as soon as his head falls back in ecstasy, I slip silently into the room and pull the door to their closet area shut enough to hide me. I still have the knife in my hand but I catch Aunt Dana's eye. She nods at me and looks at a spot on the floor. I nod as well and drop to my knees.

"Let me fuck your tits," Andy says, which is what I was waiting for. His voice covers the noise of the knife hitting the carpeted floor a couple feet in front of Dad and Aunt Dana.

When Mom wraps her tits around Andy's tiny cock, Aunt Dana falls to the floor, faking a faint. 

"What the fuck? What's going on?" Andy asks angrily.

"I don't know, she just fell over," Dad says. "I'd help her up, but I'm a little tied up at the moment."

"I'll be right back," Mom promises. "Why don't you get comfortable on the bed?"

He hesitates but does what she suggests, taking his salmon colored polo shirt off on the way. Mom walks around the bed, kneels at Dana's side and then helps her to her feet. She takes the knife from Aunt Dana as she sits her down next to Dad. As she walks towards the bed, I see her stick the steak knife into the back of her white shorts before removing her tank top fully. She crawls between Andy's legs and takes his dick into her mouth again. He still has the gun in his hand but he holds it lazily at his side as Mom blows him. When his head falls back against the headboard, she moves with the reflexes of a cat. 

She pulls the knife from her shorts and holds it against his hard cock. "Drop the fucking gun you son of a bitch!" she shouts at him. He drops it onto the carpeted floor without thinking and it discharges, sending a bullet into the door of the bathroom where I'm hiding. I drop to the floor and then scramble into the bathroom. Tina almost beats Dad into the room, but he shoves the door, which is already open a crack, and stumbles into the room. I'm on the floor, but I haven't been shot. I'm just too scared to get up again.

"Tim!" he shouts.

I force myself to stand up quickly and he looks me over; there aren't any wounds on my body. He falls to his knees, breathing heavily. Tina hugs me tightly but I peel myself away from her after a few seconds and then drop to my knees in front of Dad to untie his hands. As soon as they're free he pulls me into a tight embrace; Tina joins us, crying more than either of us. 

"You two stay here," Dad says and then forces himself to stand. 

When he opens the door we find Mom still holding the sharp knife to Andy's cock; she has him under control so Dad hurries to Aunt Dana's side and unties her hands. Her arms wrap around his neck in a quick second as she sobs heavily. Dad pulls free when she begins to calm down and turns toward Andy. His eyes have barely blinked since Mom pulled her move on him. 

"Drop the weapon!" someone shouts from the doorway. 

We all face the source of the sound to find the two detectives from the other day standing there with their guns drawn. Mom tosses the knife away and stands with her hands raised. They rush the bed and force Andy onto his stomach to cuff him. Once he's restrained, they help him put pants on before escorting him out of the house.

The muscular, black detective hands Mom her pink tank top and she quickly covers herself. 

"Are you okay?" the detective asks them. 

"I'm just glad you two made it here so quickly," Dad says.

"Well, when the two uniforms we had outside your house failed to check in an hour ago, we got suspicious. Shortly after, we decided to check on things ourselves. Then we got a call that your daughter had dialed nine-one-one and said that her parents were being held hostage. I wasn't expecting to see you, ma'am, holding him by the balls...literally," he chuckles, trying to make light of the situation.

"My family was in danger, what else was I to do? I was stalling until you guys got here. My son decided to try and be a hero and got a weapon. He tossed it into the room, Dana pretended to faint and fell on top of it before Andy could see it. When I helped her up, I slipped the knife into my shorts and then when he least expected it, since his cock was in my mouth, I pulled it on him, holding it right to his shaft," she explains. The detective looks shocked by the language she's using to describe the situation, but he doesn't stop her either. "As soon as I heard your voice, I threw the knife away to show that I had no intentions of hurting him unless he tried something. Honestly, I'm glad you showed up when you did or else I'd be in trouble for castration." 

The detective shakes his head. "You did what you had to; I'd attest to that. You would have gotten off on self-defense easily. The good news is we finally have him in custody; he won't be bothering you again."

"Thank you, Detective," Dad says and stretches his hand out to him.

He grips Dad's hand firmly, nods to Dana and then Mom then turns to leave. He hesitates slightly when he sees me and Tina come out of the bathroom. He dips his head to us as well and then leaves the house. A little while later, an official statement is taken from us from a uniformed officer. An hour after that, the house is finally silent. 

We sit in complete silence in the living room. The five of us are hardly able to look at each other. 

"I need a drink," Dad says finally breaking the silence. "Anybody else want something?" he offers. 

"I'll take a rum and coke," Mom says. "I need something stronger than wine."

"Me too," Aunt Dana agrees. 

Dad looks at us. "You guys? After tonight, I'm okay with you two having a drink to calm your nerves."

I look at Tina and she nods. "I'll have whatever Mom is having."

"I'll just have a beer, if that's okay?" I ask.

He nods and returns a few minutes later after making all the drinks and bringing a couple bottles of beer out.

"Don't get used to this," he says, though I know he assumes we've had alcohol at parties before, but he doesn't say anything about that now. 

We sip our drinks and then the first question is asked and it comes from Tina.

"Why did Uncle Andy do what he did?" she asks.

"I don't think you have to call him Uncle Andy anymore," Dad tells her.

She shrugs. "It's what I'm used to calling him," she says, which is fair, but I can't call him that anymore. After the shit he pulled, there's no chance I could ever consider him family again.




Tim and Tina Ch. 06



Dad nods. "Of course," he says softly and then looks Mom and then Dana.

"Something's going on with you guys and Aunt Dana, isn't there?" I ask after a couple minutes of awkward silence.

Dad takes a deep breath and then nods. "Yes, there is. Your mother and I love each other very much, but we also care for your Aunt Dana a lot as well."

"Are you going to marry her too?" I joke with a chuckle.

They chuckle nervously and then Mom takes over. "She's more like our girlfriend. I know it's not normal, but it's completely consensual between the three of us," she explains. "I know that doesn't necessarily make it right, but we at least view it as being better than cheating. Not that we would, but since we're both very much attracted to Dana, we felt handling it this way would be best."

"Dad, you're a lucky guy," I tell him and Tina smacks my arm.

We all laugh but then Dad asks us the question we've been dreading. "So, tell us, Tim...Tina...what's going on between you two?"

I look at him terrified as I feel a chill come over me. Tina sighs and shakes her head. "So much for staying calm," she grumbles at me. 

"So, are you two...?" he asks and then looks at Dana and then Mom. They're both staring intently at us, waiting for a response.

Dad turns back towards us; I look at my feet, unable to respond but Tina sighs again. 

"Whatever you think is going on, Dad, yes, it is," she says and then she suddenly sounds emotional. "I know it's wrong, but we...we..." she can't finish her sentence. 

Dad gets up and kneels down in front of her, taking her hands in own. "Do you want to talk privately?" he asks her.

She nods and he takes her by the hand and leads her up to her room. As he does that, Mom gets up and sits next to me to talk as well. 

"So, when did this start, Tim?" Mom asks, scratching my back lovingly.

"About a month ago..." I answer honestly.

********

Tina here! So, now we're caught up to where we started. That's the story we gave our parents. It's one-hundred percent true, too. Tim and I are still together, he decided to go to USC so we could be together. Mom and Dad didn't want to get an apartment for us at first, but after our freshman year, they looked into it since they realized that things between us weren't going to change. Yeah, we've gone out with other people here and there...okay, we've taken other girls out here and there. I guess we're a lot more like our parents than we realized. Tim's the only guy I want to be with, but things changed after one day when Melody and I finally made out and I let her eat my pussy. It was pretty much amazing, haha. Sorry, I wish I could go into that day with you guys, but this is where we're going to end our story. Tim and I plan on getting married one day and having kids; Melody wants to stay in our lives kinda like Aunt Dana with our parents, but we're not sure we want that kind of a relationship with her. We like bringing other girls into our bed, but we're committed to each other and don't want to permanently share a bed with another person that could come between us. Maybe that will change one day, but for now, we're too in love with each other to consider the possibility. 

Aunt Dana ended up selling her house and moved in with our parents permanently. We actually started calling her Mom instead of Aunt Dana at one point because of how often we see her now. And, honestly, she's like a second mom to us now anyway. We love her and actually have come to love the relationship the three of them have together. Who knows, maybe they'll rub off on us and we'll invite Melody or someone else in, but like I said before, we're too wrapped up in each other to consider that right now.

Hey guys, it's Tim! I hope you perverts enjoyed the story of two siblings fucking each other, haha. Totally kidding. If anything, we're more perverted than you, right? Oh, who gives a fuck? We are who we are, right? And we can't really change that. Anyway, thanks for taking the time to listen to our story. If we care to share more with you one day, we will. Especially if the story is as hot as this one was. Take care!

The End



Tim and Tina Ch. 07



Chapter 7

The Lost Scenes

So, Mom and Dad left for San Diego tonight while Tina and I were at the play at school. Aunt Dana is staying with us, along with our personal security parked outside. Tina and I decided not to go out and party with the cast members and stay in instead. We ordered a pizza, which we dusted off pretty quickly and are now dozing off as a movie plays on the big, flat screen TV in the family room. Aunt Dana is asleep on the loveseat and I'm finding it hard not to stare at her, even though I'm exhausted and can barely keep my eyes open. 

Tina repositions herself and lays her head in my lap and is soon breathing deeply. Her perfect body is on beautiful display, though she's wearing shorts made from an old pair of sweatpants she used to wear all the time and a gray T-shirt that reveals her tight stomach wonderfully. I look over at Aunt Dana who is wearing her own set of pajamas made up of a tiny pair of shorts similar to Tina's but instead of the midriff T-shirt Tina's wearing, Aunt Dana is wearing a pink tank top that barely contains her huge tits. If Dad saw her dressed like that around us, he'd probably flip out...or fuck her...or both. I wouldn't blame him if he did fuck her, even though Mom is very beautiful. 

Aunt Dana catches me looking and smiles at me. "Careful," she says quietly. "You don't want to make Tina jealous."

I swallow hard and look back at the movie that's finally coming to an end. As soon as the credits start rolling, I gently wake Tina up so she can go to bed. While I turn off the TV and BluRay player, Aunt Dana turns on the lamp between the couch and loveseat. 

"One second, guys," she stops us as I help my exhausted sister walk towards her room.

I turn us towards Aunt Dana and frown at her questioningly. "What's up?"

"I know what's going on between you two; obviously I've known since I saw you on your date at Salt Grass," she points out.

Tina's a little more awake now. "Did you tell Mom and Dad?"

Dana shakes her head. "No, I wouldn't do that to you guys. I just want you two to know, you don't have to pretend around me, but at the same time, I want you to be careful. Please use protection, neither of you wants to deal with the drama and headache of an unexpected pregnancy," she warns, which throws us both for a loop. 

"You don't care that we're sleeping together?" I ask.

Dana shrugs. "Who am I to judge? You two have always been close and have always loved each other. To me, it seems as natural as any other relationship you guys could be in."

Tina and I look at each other confused for a moment and then we both break into smiles. Without another thought, Tina kisses me hard on the lips.

"I've been wanting to do that all night," she says and then laughs.

"I should have said something sooner, then," Dana says with a giggle. "Okay, I think I'm going to go take a cold shower and then go to bed."

"Okay, goodnight," we both say as she walks by and hurries up the stairs.

Tina and I look at each other again. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Tina asks.

"That we now have a greenlight to fuck like rabbits until Mom and Dad get home Sunday night?"

She laughs as she takes my hand and begins leading me towards the stairs. "There's that, but," she looks up in the direction of the guest room at the top of the stairs. 

I put two and two together pretty quickly. "You want to seduce Aunt Dana?"

Tina's eyes brighten. "The thought did cross my mind. Maybe her being practically family will help me be more open to other threesome possibilities."

"So, we could possibly hook up with Melody?" I ask hopefully.

Tina rolls her eyes at me. "Or any other girl we both find attractive."

My mind goes to Jenny who had flirted with me so heavily that first day I'd helped out with the stage crew.

"Now who are you thinking about?" she demands.

I open my mouth to speak and a sudden look of jealousy invades her face; there's no point in lying to her now. "Jenny was kinda flirty with me the other night," I tell her.

"Jenny, huh?" she repeats thoughtfully. "We'll see about that. Let's just see how things go with Aunt Dana first."

"So, are you serious about this?" I ask her before she can take a step up the stairs.

"Did you not see what Aunt Dana was wearing? She's practically begging for it," she says with a laugh and then pulls me up the stairs at a half run. "Okay, let's just get started on her bed and see what she decides to do," she says stopping at the guest room door. "If she kicks us out, then fine, we go to my room and fuck; but if we can convince her to let us stay and join us instead, then even better."

"Sounds good to me," I say and then pull off my shirt, dropping it on the floor before pulling Tina in for a deep, open-mouth kiss. 

Tina jumps up and wraps her legs around my waist, grinding her pussy into my hardening cock through my jeans. As she hooks her arms around my neck, I slide my hands up the back of her tiny shirt and discover her lack of bra; she really has been planning this.

Reaching the side of Aunt Dana's still made bed, I fall on top of Tina, causing her to giggle for a moment before latching her mouth back onto mine. I pull at her little, gray shirt and then roll us over so she's on top to make it easier to remove her clothing. Once her shirt flies across the room, she works on unlatching my belt. I reach up and squeeze her full breasts and then slide my hands down her sides, just to slide them back up to her tits again. The edge of my leather belt burns my skin slightly as Tina pulls it through the belt loops quickly. 

She then slides off of me and stands up on the side of the bed to pull my jeans off of my legs. My cock springs into full view, almost fully erect now. Tina makes quick work of completing my erection just by grabbing it in her hand. She grins greedily and then bends over, sinking her mouth over my meat. My head falls back and I close my eyes, which instantly enhances the feel of her mouth on my cock. Her teeth lightly drag over the top of my shaft as her slick tongue lathers up the underside. She repeats this a few times until my cock is nice and wet, and then she slides her tiny shorts off and climbs onto the bed, straddling me. We quickly reposition so we're lying on the bed lengthwise before she slowly and torturously impales her cunt with my cock. Fully sheathed in her pussy, her warmth and wetness take me to heaven and back. 

Slowly she begins to ride my throbbing member, her tightness milking me for my cum, but I'm going to hold back as long as possible. If this gets Aunt Dana in to join us, I want to cum on her huge tits. If I'm lucky, she'll ask me to cum inside her, but seeing her tits coated in my spunk would drive me wild. 

Tina's young, firm tits, jiggle and then begin to bounce as she increases her pace on my cock. This is my favorite position with her; she feels amazing riding me and I get to see not just her glorious breasts, but her perfectly, beautiful face as well. I reach up and grab on to both her beautiful tits and massage them as she rises up and down. Her breathing is already becoming more ragged, but all that is interrupted as we hear Aunt Dana clear her throat.

We stop what we're doing, my cock still buried deep in Tina's pussy, and look at our beautiful, temporary guardian as she stands in the doorway to her personal bathroom in just a towel. Her hair looks much darker when it's wet, almost like she naturally has brown hair rather than blond. It's in a crazy, stringy mess and I don't think she could look any sexier unless she dropped the towel.

"Now, just because I know about you two and haven't told your parents about it, doesn't give you permission to fuck anywhere and everywhere you want while they're gone," she scolds, though I notice a hint of a smile tug at the corner of her mouth. 

I stammer as if to apologize but Tina buts in instead. "We were hoping you'd catch us," she tells her honestly.

"And, what, have a little threesome with you?" she demands.

We both nod honestly; what else could we say? It's exactly what we want. 

"You two are devious," she says, taking a few small steps towards us. Her tits jiggle slightly beneath the fluffy, beige towel wrapped around her naked body. 

I move my hips a little, thrusting gently into Tina as I can't just lie still any longer.

"I think your brother needs to cum," Dana says.

I shake my head. "Not yet, we just got started."

Her eyebrows arch high above her beautiful, blue eyes, or are they green? It's hard to tell in the soft lighting of the room. My eyes fall to her covered tits, longing to see them. I reach over nervously to touch one of them. Looking up at Aunt Dana again, she stares back at me as if to dare me to do it. Will she let me and allow this threesome we both want to happen, or will she bat my hand away and call our parents? Either way, it's worth the risk. I latch on gently to her big, soft breast and she gasps at the touch. She hasn't batted my hand away, so that's a good sign. I notice where the end of the towel is tucked into itself, between the valley of her mounds, so I take a big chance and untuck it. The plush towel falls to the floor, pooling at her feet.

"I'm impressed at your confidence," she says in a softer voice as she leans in towards me. "Is it alright if I kiss you and see what it is your sister loves so much about you?" she requests with a slight look up at Tina, who gives her a quick smile. I nod and then wait as Aunt Dana slowly closes the distance between our faces. I feel my cock grow even more with anticipation as she grows nearer. Then her lips finally connect with mine, soft and moist and warm. Her mouth parts slightly and mine follows. Then, as if on autopilot, my tongue meets hers halfway and they slide against each other slowly, softly. I suck wind in through my nose as her tongue twirls around mine. Tina gyrates slowly, grinding her clit against my pelvis with my cock still deep inside her. 

When Aunt Dana breaks the kiss, her eyes are closed for a moment and then they connect with mine. They look so dark in the shadow cast over her face as the lamp is hidden behind her head. 

"Wow," she whispers. "I, uh, wasn't expecting that," she says.

"Me either," I agree.

"You really know what to do with your tongue," she compliments as she slowly stands up straight again, keeping her hand on my chest, caressing me gently with her thumb. "Now, what about you?" she asks Tina playfully. "Are you as good of a kisser as your brother?"

"Better," she says confidently.

Aunt Dana's mouth curves into a smirk. "I like your confidence, girlie," she says and then lifts her hand and runs it through Tina's dark hair until she has the back of her head cupped in her hand. 

Tina leans forward as Dana pulls her in for a kiss. Their soft lips meet gently and then part just like when Dana kissed me. Their mouths lock together as I know their tongues are gently wrestling, hidden between their lips. They each close their mouth and separate, but as they come together for another kiss, their mouths open and their tongues meet together before their lips lock together again. Tina gyrates her hips some more as they kiss and I slowly buck my hips into her again, trying to resume our fucking. After another minute of them making out, Aunt Dana finally breaks away from kissing her and then climbs onto the bed.

"I'm going to watch you two for a little bit, first," she says as she lies on her side and begins to rub her glistening pussy; she's already wet from just having kissed us. 

Tina grabs my hands and places them back on her chest, which commands my attention once again. I stare at my beautiful sister and girlfriend and get lost in our own world as I squeeze and massage her tits. I almost forget about Aunt Dana next to us as Tina begins to ride my cock a little harder. I slide my hands down Tina's sides and hold her around the waist, bucking up into her as she crashes down on me. I look up at her and my eyes lock on hers but then she glances over at Aunt Dana, telling me to do the same. When I do, Aunt Dana is furiously rubbing her clit as she watches us fuck. Without thinking, I reach over and grab onto one of her luscious tits. Aunt Dana's eyes close as she gasps at my touch. Then her eyes lock on mine like a tiger locked on its prey. 

Aunt Dana scoots closer and then shoves her tits in my face. I look up at Tina out of the corner of my eye and see her smile just before my face is completely consumed by two massive tits. I turn my head and begin to lick the inside of Aunt Dana's right breast. I hear her moan as I make my way to her nipple. I suck the large nipple into my mouth, biting it and flicking it with my tongue. As Tina continues to ride my throbbing cock, which is beginning to reach its climax already, I reach down and find Aunt Dana's opening and begin to finger her. 

"Fuck," she gasps as I slip two fingers into her dripping pussy. 

I feel my cock getting close to its climax even more, so I remove my hand from Aunt Dana's pussy and pat Tina's leg. She automatically understands my warning and lifts off of my cock to go get a condom from my room. Alone with Aunt Dana, she pulls my head away from her tits, much to my disappointment and then looks me in the eye.

"You're about to cum, aren't you?" she asks and I nod. "Do you think you can hold off for a couple more minutes? I'm so close," she says. "Just watching you two going at it drove me insane."

I nod again and then she rolls herself on top of me, taking Tina's spot on my cock. Aunt Dana's pussy isn't as tight as Tina's, but holy fuck is it wet and so hot. It doesn't take her long to receive my entire length inside of her dripping pussy and soon she's riding me like a bucking bronco. Screams and whimpers escape her throat as her skin slaps against mine. 

"Oh," Tina says, sounding startled from the doorway.

Dana looks at her over her shoulder and I look around the buxom blond riding my cock to see my twin sister standing there. I reach out for her and she smiles at me then rounds the bed to lie next to me like Aunt Dana had been a minute ago.

"I'm sorry, Tina," Aunt Dana says. "I was too horny to wait any longer, and we're both so close. And since I can't get pregnant, I thought I'd let him fill me with his seed."

Tina looks up at Aunt Dana and smiles. "I'm not mad; I was just surprised since I hadn't been gone long. Please, keep going," she says and no sooner than she had finished her sentence did Aunt Dana continue riding my rigid pole. Tina leans over and licks one of my nipples, which about sends me over the edge.

"Just let it go," Aunt Dana says desperately. 

I look up at her and see her face twist in agony. Suddenly her pussy clenches my cock as her body quivers. The look of ecstasy on her face pushes me over the edge, finally and I blow my load inside her hot cunt, filling her with a half a dozen huge blasts. When my cock finally stops spitting into her pussy, Aunt Dana lies down on top of me, forcing Tina to back away. 

"That was hot," Tina says. "Do you think you can go again?" she asks me.

"In a minute," I tell her, out of breath. "For now, though..." I say and then lean over to suck on one of her full breasts. She sighs at the contact and reaches down to finger herself. Aunt Dana turns her head to watch us, with my still-hard cock still deep inside her pussy. She rolls off of me and then spreads Tina's legs, which makes her roll onto her back. I continue to lick and suck on her left breast as Aunt Dana approaches Tina's young pussy. 

"May I?" Aunt Dana asks Tina.

"Please," Tina begs softly.

Aunt Dana smiles and then lowers her open mouth to Tina's love hole. She sticks out a long tongue and licks Tina from the bottom to the top of her pussy. Tina squirms and immediately grabs the back of Aunt Dana's head. Aunt Dana proves to be stronger and keeps to her own pace and level of administrations to Tina's pussy, teasing her and lightly licking her. Then suddenly she plants her mouth tightly on Tina's opening and looks right up into Tina's eyes. Tina's head falls back as she lets out a scream of pleasure. Tina then turns her head towards me, so I scoot up to her and plant my mouth on hers. Her tongue invades my mouth, so I wrestle it back with my own. As she kisses me, she moans and whimpers more than I've ever made her before. Aunt Dana really knows what she's doing; I have to have her teach me to eat pussy better.

Tina suddenly breaks our kiss to scream out loud as Aunt Dana pushes her into her orgasm. After a few violent bucks her hips into Aunt Dana's face, she goes limp, sucking in wind like she'd just run a marathon.

"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit," she keeps saying over and over until she literally drifts off to sleep. I try to wake her, but she's unresponsive.

"I think you fucked her to death," I say and Aunt Dana laughs.

"It's her first time with a girl, isn't it?" she asks.

I nod. "It almost happened with her friend Melody recently, but she got scared and wasn't ready to share me yet."

"This was your first threesome?" she asks.

I nod, turning my head to look at Aunt Dana, who was now sitting on her knees at the foot of the bed, playing with one of her tits. She's still horny; I guess she hasn't had an orgasm yet. I glance down at my hard cock and then up at her again.

"I can go another round if you can," I tell her. She grins and then crawls up to take my cock into her mouth. "Mmmm," she moans over my shaft. "Tasty," she says when she pulls off of me. "I taste all three of us at once on your cock. Your cum, my pussy juices and your sister's are all there," she says before lowering her head back on my cock.

"Aunt Dana, I'm hard enough, it's your turn for an orgasm," I tell her and then reposition us so she's on all fours, facing the head of the bed. I then get behind her and impale her pussy with my cock again. I start slow until she tells me to go faster and harder. Soon all that can be heard is the skin of my pelvic area slapping against her perfectly round ass. I take a chance and slap her ass and she glares back at me lustfully. A grin spreads across my lips as I slap her again. Aunt Dana gasps and whimpers with each slap of her ass cheeks. Her lustful eyes push me into overdrive, so I pick up the pace and fuck her faster and harder than I've ever fucked anybody before. It isn't long before she's screaming out in long, unending screams. Her pussy clenches my cock again like before, but this time even stronger. As I blast into her for the second time tonight, her body shakes and then her arms give out. I collapse on top of her as my orgasm subsides. 

"Holy shit," I say, sliding off of her and lying between her and Tina. Tina is fast asleep still, but she instinctively cuddles up into my arm while Aunt Dana does the same, curling her leg over mine. 

"You said it, kid," Aunt Dana agrees, nestling her head on my shoulder. Soon all three of us are breathing deeply in our naked tangle of limbs. ________________

The next morning I wake to warmth and wetness sliding up and down my cock. I keep my eyes closed trying to determine whether it's a mouth or a pussy. Suddenly a row of something a little too hard to be inside a pussy drags across the top of my shaft; it's definitely a mouth. I wonder whose, though. I give up on the game and open my eyes to see Aunt Dana sucking me off. I glance around for Tina, but she's nowhere to be seen. 

"I already took care of your sister," she tells me, releasing my cock briefly to do so. I reach down and grab the back of her head and she grins as I lower her back down on my cock. She giggles slightly as she continues to blow me and then bobs her head faster on my cock. What a great way to wake up. Tina's done it before, but Aunt Dana just feels different; not better or worse, just different. She looks up at me and I mouth to her to come up to me. She obeys and crawls up my body, stopping when her cunt is aligned with my cock. Slowly she lowers herself down, reaches back and grabs my pole and guides it into her tunnel. She then sits back on my cock and begins to ride me slowly, gyrating her hips in sexy circles as she does. It's almost enough to make me blow my load right then, but I hold back. I want this to be good. 




Tim and Tina Ch. 07



After a minute I sit up and hold her close against me, her perfect tits in my face. I suck on one as she continues to ride my throbbing member. Her legs wrap around my waist and I roll over on top of her without pulling out of her pussy. I then lay on top of her, our bodies pressed tight against each other. I shove my cock as deep into her as I can and she gasps as our pelvises press together. Her heels dig into my hamstrings as she tries to press even tighter into me. I circle my hips slowly pressing my cock into the walls of her pussy in wide circles. I kiss and suck on her neck, causing her to sigh as gasp as I hit target spots I discover along the way. Soon I begin to pull out of her a couple inches just to slide right back in, slowly building a rhythm.

"That's it, Tim, fuck your aunt. Fuck her good and strong," she encourages me. 

I don't say a word in response, I just press tighter into her with each slow thrust, slowly building up the pace. She continues to whisper in my ear how much she's enjoying it, spurring me on more and more until I'm drilling into her roughly. She screams with her head just past my ear as her body tries to double over beneath me while I impale her over and over again. Soon I feel that familiar sensation in my cock announcing my pending orgasm. I pick up the pace even more, which seems to tell Aunt Dana I'm about to cum.

"I'm almost there too, baby," she says. "Fuck me harder, faster, Tim. Fill me with your seed again! Yes! Yes! YYYeeeeessss!" she hisses at the end and then I blast her insides with a thick coating of cum, over and over and over again until I can't move anymore. "That was good, baby, good job," she says, caressing the back of my head. ________________

"Hey, Tina, what's up?" Melody's voice rang in my ear. After our night with Aunt Dana and the way she ate me out when I woke up this morning, my mind went back to that night with Melody and how I must have hurt her feelings by changing my mind so suddenly.

"Hi, Melody, I, um, I just wanted to apologize again for that night and for not really calling you since then," I tell her. 

"Honey, it's okay. You weren't ready for something like that, and I can tell you weren't ready to share Tim yet either. There's nothing to apologize for," she assures me sweetly. 

"I appreciate that, Melody, thank you. But, um..." I trail off, wondering how to bring it up naturally. 

"Is everything okay, sweetie?" she asks.

"Oh, everything is great, but, uh," I stop myself again. 

"Something happened with you and Tim, didn't it?" she asks. 

"Yes, but nothing bad, we're still great. We just, um, well, you know that friend of my parents' we call 'Aunt Dana'?" 

"The hot one who was on that cop show?" 

"Yeah," I confirm.

"Did you two fuck her?" she whispers into the phone and I stay silent to answer her question. "Holy shit! Are you kidding me?" she asks in a shrill voice that I can't tell if it's angry or jealous or what.

"No, that's kinda why I called. We kinda seduced her last night and then she ate me out again this morning and I think Tim just finished fucking her again right now. She was waking him up with a blow job when I left to take a shower. While I was drying off, I hear the thumping of her headboard."

"Holy shit. How was it?" she asks curiously; she's definitely not angry.

"Oh my god, Melody, it was so much better than I imagined it could be. That's kinda why I called you," I tell her.

"Wait, are you saying what I hope you're saying?" she asks.

"Yeah, do you wanna come over for the day?" I invite her.

"I'll be there in twenty minutes," she says and hangs up the phone immediately. I stare at the screen and the flashing words "call ended" until they disappear and the screen goes black. Then Tim clearing his throat makes me jump out of my skin.

"Sorry," he chuckles and then enters my room, still naked, and sits on the edge of my bed. "Was that Melody?" he asks me.

I nod and then set my phone down on my night stand to my right. "She'll be here in a few minutes," I tell him.

"Really? What are you planning to do?" he asks.

"Well, I think we'll start with a dip in the pool where I'll try and seduce her," I tell him.

"Is that even necessary? I mean, I just heard you tell her about us and Aunt Dana," he chuckles.

I grin at him. "I was kidding. She's probably going to maul me as soon as I answer the door."

"Are you going to let her?" he presses.

"I think so, but can my first time with her be just me and her?" I ask him. "Or will you consider that cheating?"

He puts his hand on my thigh, just below my white shorts, which barely cover my ass. "Tina, she's your best friend, of course it should be just you two first. My question is, what happens if Aunt Dana tries to join in?" he asks and I shush him nervously. "She's in the shower," he assures me. 

"I don't think that'll be an issue; Melody called her the 'hot one from the cop show'," I tell him.

"Then I guess I'll just keep her occupied until you two are finished. I guess I'll go take a shower with her now," he says excitedly.

"Don't seem too put out about it," I say sarcastically. 

He leans in and kisses me softly. "I'll fuck her brains out until you and Melody are done," he tells me and then I slap his arm. 

"Asshole."

"I love you, too," he says with a wink and then kisses me again. 

"God, I love you," I tell him and then he leaves with another warm smile. Just then the doorbell rings. That was a fast twenty minutes, I think. With a deep, nervous breath, I get up and head downstairs to answer the door. I stop at the small mirror framed with hooks for hats and light coats next to the door and check my hair. There's nothing to fix, so I turn and open the door. There a police officer stands with Melody just behind him.

"Is she a friend of yours?" he asks.

"Yes, sir, she is. I invited her over," I tell him and he nods before he walks back to the squad car on the street; he looks over his shoulder at us, undoubtedly checking us both out.

"What's that all about?" Melody asks as she walks inside; the officer's presence seems to have distracted her from attacking me at the door like I thought she would.

"Aunt Dana's ex-husband is AWOL after my dad kinda kicked his ass. They're just watching the house until he's arrested."

"Wow, crazy," she says and then looks up at the second floor where Aunt Dana's screams and Tim's grunts are beginning to drift down from her shower. "Can't get enough of each other, I take it?" she teases.

I laugh nervously. "He's, uh, keeping her occupied for now."

"Afraid she might interrupt something?" Melody asks, her look suddenly more seductive as she slowly steps up to me. Her red hair is in its naturally curly state, bouncing gently with each deliberate step she takes. Her beautiful hazel eyes lock onto my blue ones, and her smallish breasts jiggle slightly as she approaches. She is a little taller than me, so she has to bend down slightly to kiss me, and when she does, it's like fireworks explode in my mind. Her soft, full lips moisten mine as they connect; her tongue licks them as they request permission to enter my mouth. I grant them access, reaching out with my tongue at the same time. Her hands gently grip my waist and subtly pull me closer to her. I reach out and grab her perfectly round bubble butt with my own and press her crotch into me. Her genitalia press into my pelvic area above my pussy but just below my tummy. She's only a couple inches taller than me. 

I break our kiss and catch my breath; I hadn't realized I'd been holding it. 

"Where should we take this?" Melody whispers.

Without another word, I grab her hand and take her to my room. I shut the door and turn around in time for Melody to pin me against it, planting her mouth firmly on mine. Her athletic body presses up against mine, rubbing up and down a little as our mouths work together. She grabs the hem of my tiny T-shirt and lifts it up over my full breasts, breaking our kiss long enough to get it over my head. She tosses it unceremoniously to the floor somewhere behind her and I giggle into her lips as she resumes kissing me. I remove her dark green midriff tank top in the same manner and discover we'd both opted for not wearing bras today. Why waste time when we both knew what was going to happen this afternoon?

Before she can kiss me again, I lower my head and suck in one of her pointed nipples from her little perky breasts. She giggles and then moans as she runs her fingers through my long, soft hair. I then begin to kiss and lick my way down her body until I'm on my knees, removing her tiny blue jean shorts that cover as much of her beautiful ass as my white shorts cover mine. I slide them over her bubble butt and discover she even went without underwear as I see a perfectly shaved pussy before my eyes. I look up at her and smile before spreading her legs slightly so I can minister to her cute, little, pink pussy. Her fingers press against the back of my head as I lick up her slit, barely parting her tiny lips. Her vagina seems so tight; I wonder how well she'll be able to take Tim's big pole later. I push the thought from my mind temporarily as I begin to probe deeper into her cunt. 

Her legs jerk as I push my tongue in a little deeper, pressing my nose against the nub of a clit she has. Her fingers dig into the back of my head as she tries to hold herself up, so, I decide we need a change of location before she collapses on top of me. I stand up and direct her to my bed and lay her down on her back. She spreads her legs and I crawl in between them and resume eating her pussy. I twirl my tongue, searching for pressure points to make her squirm, but everywhere I touch seems to excite her. She must be super sensitive down here. I give up on finding her most sensitive areas and just eat her pussy out until she cums; which takes less time than I anticipated. When she comes down from her first orgasm she looks at me with almost a murderous glare that scares me, but I know she's just beyond turned on. 

Giggling, I roll over onto my back and give her access to my sex. She hastily unbuttons my shorts and pulls them off my body, tossing them across the room, knocking over my desk lamp in the process. She doesn't even respond to the crash of the small lamp and dives into my pussy instead. Her tongue works furiously and I'm sent into a level of ecstasy I never thought possible. Aunt Dana was good, but she was gentle and teased more; I never knew I'd enjoy a rough pussy eating. Suddenly Melody adds a finger into the mix and fucks my pussy with her finger while sucking and biting on my clit. I grab the back of her head and press her tighter into my sopping cunt and fuck her face and finger as if it was Tim on top of me. It's not long before my body tenses up and then explodes, splattering Melody's face with my womanly juices. I can't believe I just squirted all over my best friend's face. 

"Holy shit," I pant over and over until Melody crawls up and plants her soaking wet face on mine. I taste myself on her tongue, lips, chin...wherever my mouth roams on her face as I clean her up with my licks and kisses. 

"That was good," Melody says.

"Good? That was fucking amazing," I praise her as we cuddle up together in the bed to catch our breath. I know I'm nowhere near done with her just yet. 

She's apparently not done with me either. Melody begins fondling one of my breasts while sucking on the other. She rolls her body so it's lying halfway on mine with her left thigh pressing against my pussy. She begins to grind her sex into my leg and I do the same. Her mouth abandons my breast and meets my mouth instead. She then moves her body so it's directly on top of mine, her pussy just over mine; her smallish breasts pressed against my larger ones; our tight, hot tummies flexing as we slowly grind our hips together. 

Melody pulls away from me and sits back on the bed, our legs are already spread apart like two scissors about to meet in the middle. She scoots forward and pulls me towards her at the same time, so I help until our pussies do finally meet. I gasp at the shock of how amazing it feels to have her scorching hot pussy against mine; her hot, sticky juices flow out and mix with mine as we press tighter together. Before either of us moves a muscle down below, we come together to kiss again. I think that's one of my favorite things to do with her, although I have a feeling what's coming next will be equally as good. 

As our tongues wrestle, Melody slowly grinds her hips into mine. Electricity shoots through my body as her pussy rubs against mine. I moan into her mouth and reach down to her ass with both of my hands, pulling her tighter against my pussy and she does the same. Our legs and arms now intertwined together like some crazy piece of abstract art in the center of my bed. 

"This will feel even better if we lean apart to grind better," Melody whispers when she briefly stops kissing me.

We kiss for a minute and then I pull away and say, "That's a tough decision," and then start kissing her again.

Melody breaks our kiss this time and leans back, so I do the same. "Trust me, you'll like this," she says and then together we begin to grind our pussies together; almost immediately I'm moaning as the greatest thing I've ever felt happens. Nothing beats feeling a pussy rub against my own; aside from maybe Tim's cock in me. I decide in this moment that I want feel this more and more, but I know deep down my heart belongs to Tim and his is the only cock I want to feel. 

Our grinding grows more and more intense as we go; we even stop to slam them into each other with heavy bucks of our hips into each other only to slow it back down to slow gyrations again. A few times in our scissoring, our bodies tense and release with orgasms; sweat builds up all over our bodies and eventually we grow too tired to move anymore, so we collapse together on my bed, lying cuddled in each other's arms as we allow our lungs to fill with air comfortably again. 

"Oh my god, aside from Tim I don't think I can ever fuck another guy. That was better than anything I've ever felt," I tell Melody.

"Why do you think I've sworn off guys?" she says and we giggle together and then softly make out again until I can't keep my eyes open anymore and drift off to sleep in Melody's arms. ________________

It's now Saturday night during Mom and Dad's anniversary weekend; they're coming home tomorrow afternoon, so we still have the house, Aunt Dana and now Melody to ourselves for one more night. Tina had texted me earlier while Aunt Dana and I were passed out in the guest room bed, still naked from fucking the early afternoon away so Tina and Melody could have their privacy. The message simply said we were going out with Melody, just the three of us. I asked her about Aunt Dana but she said she wasn't ready for that big of a group yet, she needed to ease into it. Aunt Dana was understanding and still seemingly satisfied from our fuckfest all morning, so she didn't try and invite herself along. 

The three of us went out to dinner and then ended up at a movie. But, before I tell you anything about that part of our date night, let me tell you just how hot my sister and Melody looked. To say that Melody is striking is an understatement. She may have smaller tits than Tina, but I couldn't care less about that; she's gorgeous. Her fiery red, curly hair frames a beautifully freckled face that belongs to a model, in my opinion. Not to mention she has these hazel eyes, that look very green tonight and are absolutely hypnotizing; I can't look away from them. Tonight she's wearing a tight dress that clings to her body almost like it's painted on. The sexy number has a crazy design of black and green patterns. Black heels complete her ensemble, accentuating her shapely calves in the sexiest way. If Faye Reagan had curly hair and smaller breasts, she'd be the perfect example of what Melody looks like. 

"Wow," I say as she hits the bottom of the stairs.

"Thanks, stud. You're not so bad yourself," she says flirtatiously and I look myself over at my simple relaxed jeans, casual-dress shoes and a tan, short sleeve button up shirt over a plain white T-shirt underneath. 

"Thanks," I say and then I'm immediately distracted as Tina comes into view as she heads for the stairs to join us. My jaw drops at the vision descending towards us. Tina's wearing a white, wraparound mini skirt that hugs her perfect ass and shapely thighs; a decorative gold colored belt that's not actually looped into anything but still looks sexy as hell; and a spaghetti strap gray top that shows off her magnificent breasts that are obviously supported with a push-up bra (not that she needs it). 

"Do I look alright?" she asks me concerned since I hadn't said a word since she walked down the curved staircase. 

"Fuck the date," I say and step forward to tear her clothes off. 

Tina laughs and places her hands on my chest to stop me. "Hold it right there, hornball," she teases and then kisses me so I'm not left completely disappointed. "We want to go out for a nice, fun date first. There's plenty of time for other activities later on, okay?"

"Do we have to? I mean, you both look so fucking sexy," I complain yet compliment them at the same time.

"And so do you, believe me, I'd love to just rip our clothes off and get to it right now, but we've been cooped up all day and want to get some fresh air," she says.

I sigh heavily. "Fine," I lament and then wink at her.

"Believe me, we'll make it worth your while later," Melody promises, hooking her arm in mine as Tina does the same. 

"Fine, twist my arm," I joke but Melody actually starts to twist my arm. "It was a figure of speech!" I yell with a little bit of laughter as well. 

"I guess you should figure out a safe word," she says which makes Tina laugh and then they drag me out to my refurbished car.

You wouldn't believe the looks I got during dinner at a restaurant across the parking lot from the movie theater. Guys were ogling Melody and Tina; women were glaring at them and slapping their husband's to pull their attention back to them; I even noticed some women checking the girls out and then giving me flirtatious smiles. Melody informed me that it was because they wondered what I was packing to land two hotties like them. The thought made me grin for sure. 

At the movies, though, now that I've caught you up, the girls sat on either side of me like at dinner. We caught the current comedy, but it's not like I was paying any attention to it as I was in such close proximity to two beautiful girls; not to mention the thought of what will likely happen later. I wondered who would make the first move being in the dark theater like this. Melody had made sure we got seats together in the back row where we'd have less of a chance being seen doing anything. About a half an hour into the movie, I decide to make the first move but Melody beats me to it, resting her hand on my thigh, lightly dragging her long nails over the denim. I look at her but she's staring at the screen as if nothing is happening; she's sneaky, and I kinda like it. I reach for Tina's hand and she readily takes it, interlocking our fingers like we normally would. 

I lean over and kiss her on the cheek and I feel her skin get a little warmer before she turns and kisses me back. That's when she notices what Melody is doing as she is now rubbing my leg rather than teasing it with the tips of her fingernails. First a flash of jealousy passes over Tina's eyes and then she grins and kisses me a little more deeply. As we begin to make out, I feel a hand unfasten my belt and then a second one unbutton my jeans. When the zipper begins to move down my crotch, I break my kiss with Tina to see Melody still staring at the screen while still expertly undoing my pants. 




Tim and Tina Ch. 07



"What a whore," Tina whispers with a giggle and then pulls me back to her to continue making out. 

As our tongues dance, Melody's hand reaches into my loosened jeans and then through the trapdoor of my boxers for my cock. It's already beginning to grow hard just from the attention I'm getting, but when she pulls it free from its confines it almost stands at full mast. She grips my thick pole in her thin hand. I can't help but look down to see just how it looks in her hands. I think this is the first time I've noticed just how long her fingers really are; no wonder she's such a good basketball and volleyball player. Though her hands are still very feminine and slender, they're long and have a strong grip. 

"How does that feel, stud?" Melody whispers in my ear. 

All I can do is nod and then Tina pulls me back to kiss her again. Melody starts stroking my cock slowly as Tina and I make out. I rub Tina's ass over her wraparound skirt until I find the hem and slip my hand inside, taking notice of the very thin G-string she's wearing. Suddenly I feel Melody's mouth around my cock and I have to look down at her; Tina joins me in watching. Her tongue glides along the underside of my cock as she expertly bobs her head up and down slowly and then quickly, sucking here and there as she does. 

Suddenly, on the other side of the theater, I see a flashlight quickly searching the rows. I tap Melody's head quietly but she misunderstands my meaning and picks up the pace, thinking I'm ready to cum already. I tap her more and she increases the pressure, which, of course, increases the pleasure and I can no longer control my actions. I really am about to cum and Tina can tell. She looks at me fearfully, unsure of what to do. She knows there isn't much we can do to stop me from cumming in the next few seconds, but the theater manager is getting closer to spotting us. 

"Fuck," I whisper as my cock begins to tingle, ready to shoot my load into Melody's mouth. 

"Sh!" someone in the row in front of us hisses.

"Sorry," Tina responds and then kisses me hard on the lips to keep me quiet. 

Finally I explode into Melody's mouth but I'm a few seconds too late. The manager shines her light on us as Melody cleans up her lips while I try to refasten my pants. 

"Tim? Tina? Melody?" A familiar girl's voice asks. 

"Jenny?" Tina replies.

"Come with me, right now," she says angrily and I zip up my pants, following the girls out of the theater.

Jenny leads us down the hall to a small office and slams the door once we're all inside. She even locks it to keep anybody from interrupting us.

"What the fuck is going on with you three?" she demands as she storms around us to the big chair behind the small office desk with tan paint chipping off at the corners. Jenny's been working at the movie theater since her sophomore year and is the youngest manager to work for the theater. The head manager had to make a special request to allow her to be one despite her age. Since she'd just turned eighteen recently, it was no longer an issue. 

I don't know about the other two, but I could tell my face was beet red. 

"Look," she says and I actually do look up at her. She looks angry but it seems almost more out of jealousy. "This isn't the first time I've caught people going at it in the back of the theater," she says. "It IS however, the first time I've caught three people, two of which are fucking siblings!"

I look at Tina and she looks shocked at the way Jenny is talking. "Jenny," Tina starts but Jenny interrupts. 

"Don't talk, Tina," she says angrily. "So, Tim, is your sister the girlfriend you told me you had or Melody?"

I look at her, trying to gauge how I should respond, or if I should at all.

"Well?" she demands a response.

I look at my knees. "Tina," I answer honestly.

The room goes dead silent for a long time, so, my curiosity gets the better of me and I look up to see what Jenny was up to.

"I should call your parents, but how do I explain this to them?" Jenny says, reclining in the big leather chair. 

"What if we made it up to you?" Melody asks.

"Shut up, skank," Jenny replies in a dangerous but quiet tone.

"Excuse me?" Melody shouts, getting out of her chair.

"Melody, sit down," I say gently, grabbing her hand as I do. 

"Fuck that! This bitch thinks she can talk to me like that?" Melody shrieks, but doesn't pull away from my hand. 

"Melody, please, she's the only one who can keep us from getting into trouble with any of our parents," I reason with her.

Melody sighs heavily and then sits down, glaring at Jenny, who wears a new, smug smile on her face as I just reminded her of the power she wields.

"That's right; I do have the power here, don't I?" she says, eying the phone.

"You do," I agree with her. "And it's up to you what you do with it," I say and then look at Tina. She narrows her eyes at me, trying to figure out where I'm going with this. After a few seconds, it's almost like she's read my mind telepathically and then nods at me to proceed. "You know the truth about us, Jenny, and that's powerful information to have. You could use that to get us to do whatever you wanted."

She stares back at me, studying my eyes, but she can tell I'm not hiding anything. 

"I'm going to ask you something," she starts. "And I want complete honesty from whoever I ask," she adds. "As soon as I think someone is lying to me, I'm calling the police and they can deal with you from there."

"The police? Why them?" Melody demands and Jenny shoots and icy glare at her.

"Indecent exposure," she says eying me but she glances down at my crotch which makes her blush slightly before she continues. "Lewd behavior in a public place," she says looking at both me and Melody in turn and then adds, "and incestuous acts between siblings," she concludes, looking at both me and Tina. 

"Like I said, Jenny, you hold all the power here," I tell her.

"So, what's to stop me from calling right now?" she asks me.

I shrug. "Nothing, I guess. Unless...." I trail off, looking at Tina again and she nods reluctantly. 

"Unless, what?"

"Unless you'd like to go out with me sometime," I say.

She stares at me for a long time before responding, which makes me nervous because she may take it as more of an insult than anything.

"You arrogant prick," she says quietly.

I look at her confused. "What?"

"You think I like you so much that a date with you would buy me off?"

I shake my head. "Jenny, no, that's not how I meant that."

"Then how DID you mean it, Tim? Did you think I would suddenly swoon because you finally agreed to go out with me? Do you really think I'm THAT desperate for a guy to notice me?"

I shake my head. "No, not at all! Jenny, when we met the other night at rehearsal, a part of me did wish I was available to go out with you. I love Tina so much, though, that I could never do anything to break her heart. I was completely honest with you, just like I'm being now. However, it seems as though you may be bringing what we have to an end, so we're both trying to look at this in the best light."

She looks at me skeptically. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, she and Melody really like each other, and that's more acceptable to society than me and Tina being together. I really did like you when I met you, and no one would think twice about that."

I look at Tina and she looks hurt but holds some of that hurt back and nods. "He's right, Jenny. I think it works out for the best. He did bring you up the other night," she lies beautifully; heck, I almost believe her. 

Jenny's demeanor changes a little; her expression softens and she leans forward on her elbows on the desk. "You two really love each other, don't you?" she asks in almost a sweet voice.

I look at Tina and then take her hand in my own. "We do," I say and then look at her again. "But we don't want our relationship to cause others any troubles or pain; we obviously don't want to go to jail for loving each other, either," I wrap up, hoping I struck a chord with her.

Jenny looks directly at Tina. "Did you mean to write the play about a brother and sister?" she asks.

Tina shakes her head. "Not at first, but I think it was a subconscious admission of something I didn't realize I felt or wanted," she says, squeezing my hand as she looks in my direction.

Jenny falls back against her chair again. "As crazy as it is, I can't bring myself to get you in trouble for loving each other. I'm willing to cut a deal, though," she says. 

"What's the deal?" I ask curiously.

She gives me a flirty smile, the same one she gave me at the school's theater the other night. "I don't want to break you guys up," she assures us. "And your secret's safe with me. Even whatever you have with her," she says pointing her thumb at Melody. I look over and she looks ready to take Jenny's pretty little blond head off. I reach over and grab her hand, hoping to calm her down but she wrenches it away angrily.

"We appreciate that," I speak for all three of us.

"I'll take you up on that date, but I have a suggestion of two options for the date," she says looking at each of us in turn.

"What's that?" I ask.

"Either we go on a date and it's just the two of us and we go as if we're both completely single," she says.

"And the other option?" Tina asks.

"A group date of the four of us. No one is more paired off with another, no exclusions, just the four of us out together, doing everything together. And I mean everything," she says.

I knit my eyebrows together trying to understand if I'm hearing her right. I look at Tina who seems to be considering the two options and then at Melody who is completely unreadable. 

"I guess I'll leave this decision up to you, Tina," I say. 

"Why me?" she asks.

"Because I think both options are fair. Jenny, if you and I go out for one night, that's all it is, right? Just one night and that's it?" I ask her.

She nods. "Unless we have a great time and you include me in your little orgy of a group."

"Are you even into girls?" Melody asks in a nasty tone.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Jenny spits back haughtily, which makes me chuckle a little. I kinda like this girl's spunk.

I turn to Tina. "Can I talk to my sister alone?" I ask Jenny without looking at her. 

"Sure, you can step outside if you want."

"Thanks," I say and then take Tina's hand and pull her out the door with me.

"What are you thinking?" she asks.

"She just wants to be included, what would it hurt to bring her into our circle?" I ask.

"I don't want a circle. I want it to be us; we're the relationship," she says in a hushed tone as a theater employee walks by. 

"What about Melody?" I ask.

"She's just for fun, right?"

"Is that how she sees it? I think she likes you more than that and I know you like her more than that, too."

Tina sighs and leans against the wall. "You're right. Jenny's a sweet girl deep down; she's just upset and hurt right now. I guess you should take her out once to test the waters. I trust you if you think she can be a part of this. But I want it to be clear that you and I are the ones who are together and they just get included when the mood strikes."

"Now, let me get something clear before I fuck something up," I say with a chuckle.

"If you have an itch that needs scratching and I'm not available and one of them is, as long as we agree that Jenny is a part of this group, then you have my permission. Just communicate with me about it. "

"So, are we agreeing to being in a polyamorous relationship?" I ask.

Tina takes a deep breath. "I think so. After what Melody and I did today before we decided to go out with you tonight, I don't think I could ever give her up. I love her too. I also decided that after the way she made me feel, I could never be with a guy other than you."

"Are you saying you're more of a lesbian than straight?" I ask.

She shrugs. "Maybe, but I'm head over heels in love with you, so I don't think that's what it is. I think it's more that if I'm not with you, I'd rather be with a woman."

I think about that and nod. "I think I'm okay with that."

She slaps my arm. "Pervert," she accuses me. 

"Hey, can you blame me? You're both hot, and Jenny's not so bad herself. Those hazel eyes of hers are kinda hypnotizing," I admit.

"So you do like her," she says.

"I wasn't lying about that earlier. She's really cute and really sweet."

"You better kiss me before I think you're falling for someone else," she says and I kiss her passionately.

"So," I say, breaking our kiss. "Solo date with her first and then report back to you?" I ask.

Tina nods and then kisses me on the cheek. "I trust you."

"Thanks, that means a lot."

We enter the office again and take our seats. "We've agreed on you and I going on a date just the two of us for one night," I tell her, still holding Tina's hand.

"You two have other conditions or plans connected to this don't you?" she asks.

"Yes, but nothing that will interfere with a date with you," I tell her. 

"What are you scheming?" she asks.

"No schemes, just an observation on my part, but I'm keeping that to myself so it doesn't influence the date at all," I tell her.

She smiles at my slyly. "Mysterious. I like it. Okay, fine, it's a date. Next weekend, then?" she asks.

"It's a date. I'll pick you up at seven," I tell her.

"Perfect. You guys can go. Just don't come back to this theater for a while, please. I have to punish you in some way."

"I think that's fair," I agree and then stand up. Jenny stands as well and then walks around the desk. Melody storms out of the office and Tina follows quickly behind, flashing an apologetic smile at Jenny. Jenny grabs my hand before I can follow them. "What's up?" I ask.

She pulls me in and kisses me full on the lips, slipping some tongue as well. I'll admit, she's a pretty good kisser.

"Just a preview of what to expect next weekend," she says as she sits on the edge of the desk.

I grin a little awkwardly and then hurry after the girls. I catch up with Tina quickly, but Melody is already outside waiting for us.

"What did she want?" Tina asks.

"She, uh, she kissed me," I tell her; I can't lie to her and I'm not about to start now.

"And?" she asks expectantly. 

I put my arm around her shoulder and kiss the top of her head. "She's nothing compared to you."

Tina slides her arm around my waist and presses her face into my chest. "Good," she says just before we walk out the doors into the cool night air. 

Melody is leaning against one of the cement pillars outside with her arms folded across her chest; she looks pissed.

"Let's go home," I say, reaching my other arm for her. 

She allows a small smile to betray her anger as she reaches for me and I walk both my girls back to my car. 

"By the way," I say into Melody's ear before I let her go. "That was a great blowjob, thank you," I add and then kiss her on the cheek. 

She blushes slightly and then turns her head to kiss me on the lips. It's a sweet, gentle kiss, but I can taste the saltiness of my cum residue left behind. Strangely it doesn't gross me out; in fact it turns me on because it makes me remember just how it got there.

As soon as we get in the car, we sit for a moment in silence as the reality of what just happened sinks in. I look at Tina and she looks ready to burst out in laughter, so we both look back at Melody in the backseat. A smile tugs at the corners of her mouth.

"Fuckin' bitch," Melody blurts out and we erupt into hysterical laughter. 

Firing up the engine, I rush us back home, park on the street behind the squad car. The officers step out of their vehicle as we get out; both of them nod at us as they recognize me and Tina so I nod back with a quick wave as we walk up to the door. 

"Lucky guy," I hear one of them say. 

"You know one of them is his sister, right?" the other one says with a chuckle.

"If my sister looked like that..." he trails off and the other laughs. 

"You're sick, man," the second one says and then I hear their car doors shut. 

"So, they suspect something," Tina says as I unlock the door.

"Let them think what they want; it doesn't sound like they'll say anything to Mom and Dad," I say with a grin and then push the door open. The alarm chirps but doesn't go off; Aunt Dana's still home. 

"Should we get her?" Tina whispers.

I shrug and then look at Melody and she shakes her head. "I guess not, so where do we want to take this?" I ask.

"How about the family room? Neither of our beds can hold all three of us," Tina suggests.

"We could always use Mom and Dad's bed," I offer.

Tina shakes her head and her eyes grow wide. "They'll figure something out for sure."

"Really? We already fucked there yesterday, sis."

"True," she says and then looks at Melody.

"This is your house. I'll fuck you guys wherever you take me," she laughs.

My lips curve down, impressed with her response.

"Fuck it, let's just go to the family room. If Aunt Dana catches us, she'll probably just join in," I say.

Melody shrugs. "I'd be okay with that; I just don't want to disturb her if she's sleeping or something."

"Is that the only reason you didn't want me to go get her?" Tina asks.

Melody shakes her head as she finally shuts the door. "No, I want just you two first. You and I had our time, Tina, and it was amazing, but now I want you both. If the night leads to Dana joining, then great, if not, it's you two that matter to me."

Tina smiles at her and then reaches up and pulls her face to her own, kissing her passionately. Tina then reaches back and pulls me in closer. Once I'm close enough, she pulls away from Melody and guides us together. Melody smiles at me and then wraps her long arms around my neck as we press our lips together again. Our tongues swirl around each other for a minute before I break the kiss and then take both girls' hands and pull them into the family room. I slingshot them to the big, soft couch and they laugh as they fall into the middle of it together. I drop to my knees in front of Melody first and spread her legs apart which forces her tight dress to slide up her thighs to reveal the bright green thong she's wearing that matches her dress perfectly. 

"Green; my favorite color," I say and then grab her tiny, round ass and pull her forward.

She gasps and giggles at my forcefulness and I grin up at her devilishly as I slide my hands up her silky, smooth thighs, pushing her dress up the rest of the way over her bubble butt and then grab the thin fabric of the thong and pull it down to reveal her smoothly shaved, pink pussy. Her small, but slightly puffy lips are glistening with her juices already. I remove her thong from her legs and toss it behind me as I spread her legs a little more and then kiss up her left thigh, breathing in the musky scent of her cunt as I grow closer.

"He's really good at this, Melody," I hear Tina whisper to her and then I hear the unmistakable sound of kissing; just the thought of them making out while I eat Melody out gets me hard. But, I don't think about myself; I want to show Melody how grateful I am for the wonderful blowjob at the movie theater. So, I place my tongue against her pussy gently and flick my tongue up slowly, taking in her tangy, yet sweet, flavor. I hear her gasp slightly as she breaks her kiss with my sister. I imagine Tina between Melody's legs earlier today as I lick her from bottom to top again. Her juices begin to flow as I lick her lips a few more times before freeing her clit from its hood, flicking it with my tongue rapidly. 

"Fuck," she whimpers and then grabs the back of my head as she grinds her sex into my face. I wrap my arms around her legs, holding her down to keep her in place so I can better service her. She keeps trying to fuck my face, though, and I enjoy torturing her by keeping her from being able to move freely. After a few minutes, though, I release my grip on her upper thighs and let her rub her pussy into my face, mostly against my chin, for a minute before I stop her again and shove my tongue deep into her pussy.