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 Title: 27 Hours


Summary: College guy falls for a girl, then discovers who she is. 


Keywords:inc,fic,erotic,romance







   I had a long time to think.  Twenty-seven hours of solitude.  I was
driving from San Antonio back to Philadelphia.  Twenty-seven hours of
driving with nothing to do but think.  I suppose it could be worse, I could
have taken the bus.  That would be more than two days to think about
everything.

   I thought back to how it started.  Why I was in Philadelphia in the
first place.  I had enrolled at Temple University in Philly out of high
school.  What was a Texas kid doing so far east you ask?  Well, I wish it
was something cool, like basketball or football, but I'm a computer nerd.
Temple has an extension campus in Japan, and I really wanted to study
there. Starting out at Temple was the easiest way to get accepted there. 
Plus, because I had great grades, they offered me a really nice academic
scholarship.  That made paying for school much less of a burden on the
family.

   This was a good thing, a really good thing, because I come from an
absolutely HUGE family.  I have four siblings, two sisters and two
brothers, aged from 14-26.  Mom has six brothers and sisters.  Dad has
seven siblings.  That's right, I have thirteen sets of aunts and uncles,
all of whom have good sized families.  All totaled, I have 58 first
cousins. That's not a joke.  I'm not sure I could name them all if I had
to. There are a good many I have never met. 

   You see, while most of Dad's family all live relatively close together
in the Texas Triangle (Dallas/San Antonio/Houston) Mom's side are spread
throughout the country.  Portland, Oregon; Pensacola, Florida; Denver;
Boston; Anchorage, and so on.  Not to mention her youngest brother John
(not to be confused with my dad's elder brother John or my two cousins
named John) is an Army officer, so his whereabouts change every few years,
and have even included some overseas bases.

   All this is to say, it was a really good thing I got a nice scholarship
offer, or I would still be back in Texas choosing a community college to
attend with my numerous other relatives instead.  That wouldn't be bad per
se, just not ideal for my intended career path. 

   Anyway, I quickly settled into a normal college life.  I made a few
friends, did a little partying, did a little more drinking, did a little
less studying than I should have, & had a lot of fun.  After a few weeks, I
got into a pretty good routine of classes, part-time work in a campus lab,
and letting loose on the weekends.  There was always a party to attend on
campus, not to mention the numerous college bars & clubs.  The Greater
Philadelphia area has five NCAA Division I universities alone, not to
mention about a dozen other smaller colleges as well.  If there wasn't
something fun to do near my campus, I could always drive out to near
Villanova or Penn or Drexel and find something happening. 

   I was at a club near Villanova one random Friday night.  I spent the
evening dancing, trying to scam someone into buying me a drink, watching
the girls, and trying my luck with them.  Eventually, I saw a petite girl
with chestnut-colored hair dancing with a group of friends.  She was
stunning, with soft features and eyes that wouldn't let you look away.  She
was short, probably not more than 5'1 or so, but that was ok, since I'm
only a bit over 5'8 myself.  She had on this low-cut dress that flowed with
her body as she walked.  I made my way over beside her and did my best to
strike up a conversation. 

   Miraculously, it worked.  We talked for a bit.  I wanted to buy her a
drink, but the big black X on my hand was going to eliminate that
possibility.  To my shock, she ordered two martinis, and the bartender
seemed to either not realize I was talking to her or didn't care.  Either
way, I thanked her and soon had convinced her to dance with me. 

   As I put my arms around her waist on the dance floor, it felt as if the
rest of the room faded away.  She smiled so beautifully and never broke eye
contact as we made our way across the floor.  I was hooked.  This girl was
sexy and beautiful.  And it seemed she was into me too, reacting exactly as
I hoped every step of the way. 

   The night wore on, the club got louder and smokier, and I was hoping to
seal the deal.  She excused herself to the ladies' room and when she came
back, discretely handed me a baby blue thong that matched her dress.  She
smiled at me and nodded towards the door.  That was all the hinting I
needed.  I led her out by the hand.  As soon as we hit fresh air, she was
kissing me.  I leaned back against a wall and we made out, tongues dancing
as we had done so inside.  We took a Lyft to her apartment.  She told me to
be quiet, as she didn't know if her roommate was home or not.

   We eased in the door, kissing and groping each other as we made our way
to her bedroom.  She eased the door closed and immediately went for my
belt, frantically undoing my pants and freeing my throbbing dick.  I broke
the kiss to remove my slacks.  As I stepped out of my boxers too, she
crawled onto her bed and flipped the bottom of her dress up, showing me her
nice round ass.  She reached back and started rubbing her bald little
pussy, spreading her lips with her fingers and clearly showing me her hot
little cunt was already very, very wet.  I knelt behind her and licked her
juicy little slit up and down, savoring her nectar.  She growled out "Fuck
me.  I need your hard cock now." 

   I grabbed her hips and slid my cock right in.  She was so tight & wet,
and the heat emanating from her was intoxicating.  I knew I wasn't going to
be able hold back.  I fucked her as hard as I could for as long as I could,
slowing only to reach under and grab her firm tits a few times.  The
popping sound of flesh on flesh echoed between the walls, and I silently
hoped her roommate wasn't home, because there would be no way she could not
hear us. 

   Without warning, I felt her pussy tighten on my cock as she came.  She
pressed her hand on her clit and whispered for me to "fuck harder" as she
continued to cry out.  I gave her a few more thrusts, then felt the surge
as my orgasm burst forth, spewing wave upon wave of cum deep in her pussy.
I got slightly dizzy, and leaned back on my knees, panting.  Marie
collapsed on the bed and flipped over on her back, her dress still on but
bunched up under her tits, twisted around her torso.  She rubbed her clit
hard for about 20 seconds and grunted loudly, cumming one more time before
she went limp.  I pulled my shirt off over my head and fell beside her.  I
was asleep within a minute.

   That next morning, I woke up to a pleasant sensation.  My dick was hard
and throbbing.  I felt some gentle pressure, very nice and pleasurable. 
Then the sensation changed.  It got warm, wet, and even more wonderful.  As
the haze started to clear, I realized I was the now recipient of a very
masterful blow job.  What a perfect way to start the day.  I relaxed, never
even opening my eyes as I felt the mouth engulfing my hard cock, a talented
tongue swirling around the head and along its length.  A hand putting just
the right amount of pressure on the base of my dick as the mouth continued
its ministrations.  Ahhh.  It was glorious.  I wondered how much of our
dried cum she could taste.  I pried my eyes open to enjoy the view.  I saw
a head of long blonde hair bobbing up and down.  Blonde?  I could have
sworn Marie had darker hair.  I had a lot to drink last night, but not that
much. 

   Just then, the mouth and hand adjusted their pressures and I heard
myself groan out loud.  The blonde head looked up at me, and although the
eyes were similar to Marie's, the rest of the face was not.  It was rounder
and fuller.  She gave me a 'shhh' and a wink, then silently resumed her
sucking.  So, this was the roommate?  Wow.  She had a pretty face.  Her
shoulders were bare, and I could feel bare skin along my groin and thighs,
so I was guessing she was topless.  I thought I was feeling some soft,
larger than average breasts resting on my legs, but honestly, I wasn't
paying close attention to that at the moment. 

   I stifled a groan as she began to use her mouth to fuck my cock.  No
longer a soft, playful blow job, this was a fast and hard face fuck.  She
rolled her eyes up to meet mine and I felt her mouth moaning around my
dick. I tensed up and came immediately, shooting several blasts of cum in
her open mouth.  She swallowed some, and as the secondary spurts hit, she
let the cum drool from her mouth and down my shaft.  I got off one last
burst before the last ounces oozed out of my cock head.  She licked her
lips and wiped her mouth with a satisfied smile on her face. 

   She stood and whispered that Marie was in the shower and I should clean
up before she noticed.  As I wiped my dick off with the sheet on the bed, I
saw her fully now.  She was standing topless, with large tits - at least a
D cup I guessed - protruding from her chest with just a hint of droop to
them.  Her nipples were nice and pink with large round areola.  She smiled
and put her hands on her hips proudly and watched my gaze travel down her
body.  She had a cute face and was fairly tall, probably my height at
least. She had little extra padding around the midsection and nice wide
hips, which were currently covered with bright pink panties.  She turned
and revealed the words 'Curvy Gurl' across her full butt.  Curvy described
her well.  She was sexy in her own right, just in a totally different way
than Marie was.

   Speaking of Marie, she walked in mere seconds after the blonde vanished.
Marie informed me her sister was awake and to make sure I was dressed
before I left the room.  Sister?  I thought she was the roommate?  I was
confused.  Or was I still buzzed and couldn't remember?  Perhaps it was a
sorority thing where they just call each other sister?  That had to be it.
I mean, they did have similar bright, entrancing eyes, but looked nothing
else alike otherwise.  Marie dressed and left the room.  I shook off the
remaining cobwebs in my head and found my clothes, then headed out of the
room once they were back on. 

   It was a small apartment, with barely room for a couch and chair in the
living area.  I saw ahead of me the small kitchen with no room for a table.
Both girls greeted me there, and I smiled and waved.  A coffee cup was
handed to me and I took a sip, watching them eat some eggs and toast and
wondering what secrets there were between them.  I had just enjoyed some
really intense sex last night with the one girl and gotten my dick sucked
this morning by the other.  I hadn't experienced anything more awkward, yet
awesome, in my young life. 

   Marie kissed me on the cheek and told me to text her later as she left.
The blonde introduced herself as Susan and said she needed to leave in 20
minutes.  I got the hint and ordered another Lyft ride back to the club
where my truck was.  I thanked Susan for the coffee and walked to the
street.  Wow.  What a morning. 

   I texted Marie later that afternoon after I got home and told my
roommate the story.  He didn't believe me, but I stuck to my guns.  What I
had failed to do was get a picture with or of Marie the night before.  Oh
well, even if it ended there, it was a great night and I was sure it would
fuel my stroke sessions for months to come at worst.  At best?  Well, Marie
was texting me back, so that was a good sign.  Maybe the best was yet to
come. 

   And wouldn't you know it, Marie and I did really hit it off.  She was 22
and a junior at Villanova, studying International Business.  I found her to
be honest, engaging and funny, heck she even laughed at all my lame jokes.
She was smart and very quick-witted.  I would probably have tried to date
her no matter what she looked like.  (I did enjoy her smoking hot, tight
little body too though, no doubt.) We liked the same music and had similar
tastes in restaurants and movies.  I asked her out for that same night, but
she had plans to study with friends.  She did express an interest in a date
but wanted to take things a bit slower before she was ready for an actual
relationship.  I was a bit disappointed, but I agreed.  We'd keep talking
in the interim. 

   Depending on traffic, it was at least a 45-minute drive from my dorm to
her apartment.  Since that would make seeing her every day difficult,
taking it a little slower made sense.  No need to get ahead of ourselves. I
had a hard time convincing my dick of this though.  We texted back and
forth throughout the day, and the next, and every day after that.  I made
dumb jokes, while she made little innuendoes.  And back and forth like that
we went. 

   Due to our class schedules and work, pre-existing plans, and whatnot, it
was another week or so before we got together for an official 'first date'.
I picked her up in my truck and we went out for dinner and a movie.  We
talked throughout dinner and held hands during the show.  I really wanted
to make a move during the film, but I resisted, sensing it might be too
fast for her. 

   I found out Susan was indeed her actual older sister, five and a half
years her elder, and a grad student at Penn.  She had three younger
brothers at home as well.  Marie had only transferred to 'Nova this year.
She had started out near home at UMass.  She wanted a change of scenery
after her last relationship had ended and was planning on changing majors
too, so joining Susan in Philly worked out perfectly.  They had a large
family also, with loads of uncles, aunts, and cousins as well.  So much in
common we had, and I was smitten, falling head over heels for this girl.

   The night was young still after the movie, so we went for a drink.  She
knew a quiet place where I wasn't likely to be carded and we drank and
laughed and danced together.  A slow tune came on and she melted into my
body.  Nothing ever felt as right as that did, holding her close on that
dance floor, swaying slowly to some 90's boy band track.  The big 'L Word'
was on the tip of my tongue already, but I knew I needed to wait.  She
wanted slow.  Or so she said.

   We went back to her place again.  (because even a small apartment is
always better than a cramped dorm room) She nearly ripped my shirt off,
buttons flying, as soon as the door closed behind us.  She said we needed
to be quiet, as Susan was home already and might not be asleep yet.  We
tiptoed down the hall and into her room, kissing and groping the whole way.
She attacked me, knocking me to the bed as soon as the door was closed. 
She ran her tongue slowly down my chest and tackled my belt again.  I let
her open my pants up and free my stiff dick, then grabbed her and flipped
her onto her back.  I pulled the zipper of her skirt down and saw she
wasn't wearing any panties. 

   "If I had known that you weren't wearing any panties, I would have
pulled you in the restroom at the club and fucked you silly" I told her,
working her skirt off her hips.  She smiled wickedly and lifted her butt,
allowing me to pull the garment down her smooth legs and out of the way. 
Her freshly shaved little pussy looked so inviting, I spread her legs and
settled down between them.  I kissed her naval then along the insides of
her thighs, enjoying her squirming a little at my touch.  I licked her
pussy lips lightly, feeling the heat of her arousal on my face.  I used my
thumb and flicked her clit, and she sucked in her breath sharply.  I looked
at her and grinned, then licked up her slit long and slow this time.

   "Mmmm yes." She cooed, and I went to work eating her pussy.  Licking and
sucking her clit, sucking on her labia softly, and gently easing a finger
in and out of her.  I added a second finger, then started the 'come hither'
motions, finding the little patch of her G Spot, then latching on to her
clit and sucking with steady pressure.  Her hips came alive below me, and
her vocalizations got louder and more vulgar.  "Fuck!  Oh fuck yes!  God
Damn, God Damn HOLY SHIT!" She cried, and I felt the burst of fluid from
her pussy as she came.  "Holy Fuck.  I can't remember cumming that hard
before." She whispered in between pants as she caught her breath. 

   I rose from my position and she reached forward to grab my cock.  She
stroked it firmly and smiled up and me before guiding it right in her
soaked cunt.  I slid in easily and started fucking her with long deep
thrusts.  Marie closed her eyes and smiled as she moaned.  I leaned down
and started sucking on her hard nipple, flicking it with my tongue back and
forth too.  She cried out, then suddenly pulled away and was on all fours
again, her round ass looking so inviting as she arched her back and thrust
it back at me.  She turned her head to look at me, eyes full of lust. 
"Hard and fast," is all she said.  I complied, smacking her ass as I
grabbed her hips and impaled my cock into her hungry cunt once more. 
Again, the echo of flesh pounding flesh seemed to shake the walls, and
Marie wasn't keeping quiet anymore.  Her moans and words seemed to get
louder as she thrust her ass back at me to meet my cock, trying to bury it
deeper inside her each time.

   I felt the load begin to boil over in my balls.  I moaned out that I was
about to cum, and she pulled herself off me and spun around, nearly
swallowing my dick whole instantly.  I stroked it a few times, and I saw
her hand busy rubbing her clit hard and fast to cum again.  I gave myself
one last stroke and the I let loose with what felt like 8 or 9 hard, full
bursts of cum shooting into her mouth.  She moaned on my dick and the rest
of the load spewed forth, letting a stream of cum roll down her lips and
onto her chin.  I fell to the bed, spent and empty.  Marie knelt there
above me for a moment, eyes closed, seemingly savoring the moment, before
she curled up along my side.  Sleep came quickly. 

   I had never experienced Deja-vu before.  But I swore I was dreaming,
reliving the first morning-after I had spent in Marie's bed.  Everything
was the same.  Hard cock.  Soft hands with just the right amount of
pressure.  A warm, wet, wonderful and willing mouth.  A talented tongue
teasing and licking all the right places.  I could feel my dick throbbing,
that wonderful feeling that it was as hard and big as it could get, almost
ready to burst out of its own skin.  I popped my eyes open and there she
was, blonde hair bobbing up and down, dragging her lips along my shaft
exquisitely.  Susan looked up at me and smiled, those enchanting eyes she
and Marie shared beaming at me.  So sexy.  I thought about her body, big,
soft looking boobs, full, curvy hips.  My cock twitched. 

   I smiled back and noticed black straps along her shoulders.  She was
wearing a bra.  This wasn't a dream.  I wasn't just reliving the encounter
from weeks back, it was happening again.  I groaned aloud, and she again
shifted gears.  Gone was the slow, passionate blow job and on came the same
fast, rhythmic mouth fucking I had gotten weeks ago.  Up and down her head
bobbed, faster and faster.  She closed her eyes and focused on the task at
hand.  The faster and deeper she went, the closer I got to erupting.  She
rolled those eyes back up at me again, and again I shot load after load of
cum into her throat and mouth.  Again, she eased up and let cum roll down
my shaft and coat my entire cock.  She gave me the same satisfied smile and
stood, showing me the sexy black bra and panty set adorning her curves. 
She put a finger to her lips and winked before she scurried out the door. 

   I gathered my wits about me, and as if on cue, Marie strolled in, again
wrapped in a towel.  She sat beside me and kissed me.  I ran my hands along
her trim legs and kissed her deeper.  She smelled so delicious.  She broke
away and smiled.  She had to go to work soon.  Susan would be leaving
pretty soon as well.  I nodded and told her I would get dressed and follow
her out.  She wanted me to stay but was nervous about Susan.  Apparently,
her sister had recently been through a really messy break up and didn't
think she would be too keen on some guy she barely knew hanging around
their place for too long.  I said I understood, although inside I was
laughing at the though of Susan being shy around me.  How could she be shy
around me after sucking my dick...  twice!

   We texted and talked every day after that.  We couldn't get together
very often it seemed.  There was always a study group or paper to work in,
and work schedules to navigate.  There were lots of dirty texts and
pictures going back and forth.  Eventually, I met her for lunch near her
place one Sunday.  We made out in my truck for ten minutes or so, but she
had to work later that afternoon, so I didn't get to do much more than
slide my hands down her pants and rub her clit as we kissed.  She came on
my fingers and then licked them clean in front of me before kissing my
cheek and sliding out of my truck and driving away in her car.  I was so
hard while driving, I had to open my jeans to give my cock some room to
breathe on the way home.  I sent her pictures of it when I parked, before I
tucked him away and trudged back to the dorm. 

   We kept getting closer and I fell more and more in love with Marie.  She
was driving me wild and appeared to enjoy doing so.  November rolled
around. She went home for Thanksgiving, while I stayed behind.  I was going
back home to Texas during Christmas and could only afford to make that trip
once this semester.  My roommate was from Baltimore, not too far away, and
I was invited to spend the November break with his family.  Marie and Susan
were going home to Boston, so there was no real reason for me to hang
around.  I went to Baltimore, watched a lot of football, and ate way too
much.  Marie and I talked and texted throughout the day, every day we were
apart.  She still said she wanted to move slow relationship-wise, but I
really considered her a girlfriend at that point. 

   I went to her place during the first week back.  She didn't feel like
going out, so we just hung out and watch some Hulu together on her couch.
Susan was there, and so no hanky-panky took place, but Marie and I sat and
snuggled and kissed throughout the night.  It was the first time I didn't
spend the night at her place, and the first time I wasn't awoken to a
morning blow job from her sister. 

   As semester finals approached, we saw less of each other.  She made the
trip to Temple once, but since my dorm room was small and my roommate was
always home, there wasn't really any privacy.  At least my roommate now
believed she existed.  Temple is close to downtown Philadelphia, so we did
some touristy things together and went to some different clubs, but with me
still being only 19, it limited the entertainment options. 

   We slogged our way through finals, went out a few more times, but
curiously, hadn't slept together in over a month now.  We raced past second
base and rounded third a few times for sure, but our relationship had
changed quite noticeably.  It wasn't fuck first and then talk later as it
had been early on.  We spent real time together, and both truly enjoyed it.
She seemed to prefer this, and we talked often about keeping the
relationship going.  Christmas break was going to be a big test.  A week
apart during Thanksgiving was one thing, but this would be nearly 5 weeks
away from each other.  What would happen?  We both knew without specific
words on the subject that if things stayed the course and we survived the
break, the relationship would likely turn a corner and head in a new
direction. 

   Our finals passed and bag packed, we went out one last time before
Christmas.  Marie and Susan were leaving in the morning to go home to
Boston.  Such were the perks of going to school closer to home.  They could
leave at lunchtime and be there by dinner.  I would be driving for over a
day.  Marie and I went out and had a great time.  Susan was out with
friends too, so we called it a night early and headed back to her place. 

   Her sister out, Marie was much more aggressive and vocal as we tore at
each other's clothes the moment we got in the front door and let the dirty
talk fly while we stripped our way down the hall.  She needed me to fuck
her hard, and she needed it badly, she said.  I was more than happy to
comply.

   Once again, she was on her hands and knees on the bad and I was sliding
my hard cock into her ready pussy, when she stopped and slid back off the
bed.  She went over to the window and threw the curtains open.  She then
pressed her tits up against the glass, lifting one leg up on the ledge.  I
took the hint and pressed myself up against her, thrusting my dick up
inside her roughly as she leaned on the window, the condensation from her
hot breath forming a streaky circle on the glass near her mouth.  She put
her hands on the window as well, and I remember thinking I would love to
know what the view from below looked like, because from my vantage point,
this was hot as hell.  I did my best to pound her pussy hard, just like she
liked it.  She turned and forced her tongue down my throat, sucking it as
far in her own mouth as she possibly could.  She put her hands on my chest
and pushed me down onto the bed with all the force her small frame could
muster. 

   She straddled my face and I happily lapped at her pussy as she took my
throbbing hard cock into her mouth.  Our sixty-nine session didn't last
long, as she was quickly pulling herself up to face me and impaling her
pussy on my dick with surprising force.  She kept her feet under her and
pressed her hands into my chest for leverage.  She bounced lightly up and
down on my shaft.  I groaned as I watched her labia slide over every inch
of my cock and she fucked me with a controlled aggression. 

   As Marie rocked and gyrated her hips on my cock, I saw movement out of
the corner of my eye.  There, in the shadow of the open doorway, stood
Susan.  She had her blouse unbuttoned and one hand inside it, apparently
toying with her nipple.  The other hand had slid in the waistband of her
pants, and was clearly rubbing her pussy, turned on and getting herself off
watching her sister and I fuck.  I raised my hands to Marie's small tits
and tweaked her hard nipples, and Susan responded by squeezing her ample
breasts with both hands and blowing me a kiss. 

   I returned my attention to her sister, who was now thrashing around,
seemingly on the brink of orgasm.  I reached back and held on to the
headboard as she impaled herself on my cock over and over.  Suddenly, she
froze, her body stiffening.  Her vaginal muscles squeezed my dick like a
vise.  She pressed my had on her clit firmly while the rest of her body
shook.  Her hands trembled and she stopped breathing for what seemed like
minutes.  She let out a sound, something halfway between a squeal and a
growl, before collapsing on my chest, her gorgeous body now void of any
tension.  She took shallow, deep breaths and her pussy slowly released its
death grip on my dick. 

   I put my arms around her and held her tight.  I stole a look over
Marie's shoulder as her sister continued to frig herself off right there in
the doorway, still within my eyesight.  Never breaking her gaze, her hands
moved faster and faster under her open zipper, finally shivering visibly
and biting her bottom lip hard as her own orgasm overcame her.  I could
tell she was struggling to be silent as she came.  She leaned against the
doorframe, her massive chest heaving with each breath.  She pulled her hand
to her lips and licked a finger slowly and smiled at me before vanishing
into the darkness.

   Marie slowly raised her head and caught my eye.  She said she had needed
to come like that for weeks now.  I agreed.  She lamented that I hadn't
came yet, and with a wicked grin, slid down my torso and got eye to eye
with my still stiff prick.  She licked her juices off lovingly, up and
down, making my tool twitch and throb on its own.  She went right to
business, sucking me into her mouth and easing her lips up and down.  She
was tasting herself on my hard cock.  She was slow and playful with my
dick, much as her sister had done a few times.  That thought put me on
edge. Marie seemed to sense I was close, and much like Susan had, changed
gears from lazily sucking my dick to now fucking it with her mouth.  Hard
and fast she went, looking up at me with those entrancing eyes.  When I
came, I came hard.  Shot after shot of my semen spewed out of my cock. 
Marie swallowed some, but as the bursts eased up, she let streams of cum
cascade from her mouth and down the shaft of my pulsing cock - just like
her sister did.  I wondered to myself if they had learned to suck dick at
the same time or from the same person, because the similarities in their
fellatio techniques was remarkable. 

   We were fast asleep soon enough.  I was spent.  Morning came, and I was
surprised (and a bit disappointed) to awaken normally in her bed alone.  I
pulled on my pants and headed to the kitchen to find both sisters sipping
coffee on the couch.  I slid in between them and had a pleasant
conversation about our impending travels.  Marie and I kissed and snuggled,
knowing it would be some time before we could do that again.  Susan rolled
her eyes at us and went to shower and change, giving no hint at her
voyeurism of the night before. 

   Too soon we were all cleaned up and ready to leave.  Marie and I made
out a bit during the long kiss goodbye, and soon enough we were both
driving.  The two sisters heading north, while I was going southwest.  We
texted each other at every stop.  I pulled over in Arkansas to sleep in the
car at a rest stop.  Marie and I video chatted before I went to sleep, and
she teased me with some nipple flashes when no one was around.  I stroked
my cock to those images as she did, hearing her talk dirty to me the whole
time.  I stopped when we said goodnight, not wanting to make a mess of
myself in the car. 

   I made it home and soon found there was little to no privacy there.  A
couple of aunts and uncles that lived nearby were over for a few days, and
there was a gaggle of younger cousins around.  I hung out with old friends
and did a fair amount of bar-hopping, but my thoughts never strayed far
from Marie.  My friends were impressed I had managed not to screw things up
with her so far.  I even told my father I was dating someone, and that it
was getting fairly serious.  I mentioned she was a junior at Villanova and
dad popped up that she thought mom's sister Louise and her husband Steve's
girls was going to school at Penn.  I didn't really know anyone there, so I
told them I hadn't ran into anyone I knew.  Dad said they hadn't seen Steve
& Louise's family in years, he doubted he'd recognize any of their kids at
this point.  I admit, the thought crossed my mind briefly, but dad had said
one of Louise's girls, and Susan and Marie were sisters, so there was no
way...  just no way.

   I put the thought behind me and enjoyed the rest of the visit.  I got a
little restless after the new year.  The family visitors went home, and
things slowed down and got quiet.  Marie and Susan went back to Philly
after celebrating Susan's birthday on January 2nd, and we spent many a
night video chatting until the wee hours of the morning.  It was the second
night after they got back to Philly when we first got a little naughty via
video chat.  She had just come home from work and showered, then headed to
bed and called me up.  I was alone (finally) in my old room playing a game
on my laptop.  I opened the video chat and was treated to her fresh out of
the shower, her chestnut hair still wet and tiny petite frame wrapped in a
towel.  I was jealous of that towel at that moment, as it got to touch and
feel her.  She laughed and dropped it, then took her phone and took me on a
close-up tour of her naked flesh.  She slowly drew the phone along her
shoulder and then across her hard, sensitive nipples.  There were still
beads of water clinging to her areolas.  I wanted to lick them off, and she
pinched her nipples playfully for me. 

   My view traveled down her taut belly and to her slim waist.  Soon the
little tuft of hair she kept above her clit was in view, the rest of her
pubic region freshly shaved clean, and still moist.  She ran her finger
along her slit, dipping it between them and then circling her clit gently.
She moaned and cooed loud enough to hear.  I slid my boxers down and
gripped my hard dick.  I positioned my phone to give her the best view of
him I could and stroked it firmly as she rubbed her pussy.  We whispered
dirty little things to each other, how we wished the other was there, how
much we wanted to lick and suck and kiss the parts of ourselves that were
being displayed to one another.  She came, and then I came, spraying my
chest with cum.  She cooed and told me she would lick it all up is we were
together.  I told her it would be just a couple of weeks and I would hold
her to that.  Suddenly, she whispered that she though Susan was listening
and giggled.  I tried to laugh it off, but I was secretly turned on and got
hard again quickly.  I blew a second load after we said good night.

   The last day before I was to drive back to school, I caught Mom on the
phone.  It was Uncle Steve.  I could only hear the one side of the
conversation, but Mom was surprised to hear that her brother John had been
transferred to Fort Dix, New Jersey.  Dix was close to Philadelphia.  He
would let me know I was welcome to come over and have dinner every Sunday
with his family.  They were inviting Steve & Louise's daughters as well,
since they were both in Philadelphia now, and maybe we could all ride
together.  Mom didn't know both of Steve's girls were in school there now.
Yes, Marie had transferred from U Mass to Villanova and moved in with her
older sister Susan, who was still studying at Penn. 

   Holy Fuck.  I froze, deer in-the-headlights expression plastered to my
face.  No.  Just no.  It couldn't be.  I mean, Philadelphia was huge, and
both Penn and Villanova were good-sized schools.  It could be a
coincidence. There was no way it was real...  It just can't be.  Then I
flashed back to a conversation we had over dinner one night.  My cousin
Beth was pregnant again, her third kid by as many different men in as many
years.  Marie had thought it ironic, since she had just learned one of her
cousins was also pregnant with a third child.  It was one of those funny
oddities at the time, but now, it jumped out at me and screamed "CLUE!" 

   I was sick to my stomach.  Here was this seemingly perfect girl.  Sexy,
smart, funny, we got along well, had so much in common.  I was even ready
to drop the L-Bomb on her when I got back.  I was totally, fully,
hopelessly in love with her.  And now I find out, she is my cousin?  My
first cousin, our parents are siblings, the branches on our family tree are
parallel to each other.  Those branches weren't supposed to cross.  Ever.
And to top it all off, we had been having sex.  Not just sex, mind you, but
really good, soul-fulfilling sex.  And her sister.  Oh my.  Susan had
watched, even done things with me before Marie and I got serious.  This was
a complete disaster. 

   Dad walked in and mom filled him in on the phone call.  She volunteered
to give me Aunt Louise's number so I could get my cousin's numbers from
her. I lied and said I might have them on Snapchat, and I would check there
first.  Dad said how cool he thought it would be for me to spend some time
with family.  Mom always regretted how far apart her siblings were and how
we never got the chance to get close.  I stammered something about "Yeah
sure.  That'd be cool" and marched to my room. 

   I needed to call Marie.  I needed to tell her.  But how?  How do you
start a sentence like that?  Would I want to be told that over text, over
the phone?  But how could I lie to her, or hold this from her until I got
back to Philly?  That was a long time.  I wasn't due to leave for another
day, and then I had almost two days of driving to do.  Three days before I
could tell her in person.  What was I going to do?

   I held onto a slim hope, a glimmer of a chance that it was still just
happenstance, and that my imagination was running away with my sanity. 
That was the only thing keeping me from screaming, crying out into the
night and I went to bed.  Marie had to work late her last text had said, so
I could avoid the situation for a few hours.  I slept terribly, dreams of
Marie's eyes as she and Susan sucked my cock preceded a nightmare of
three-headed, one-armed children and being surrounded by the rest of the
family as they watched us commit incest, all shaking their heads in
disapproval.  I woke up in a cold sweat with the opposite of morning wood,
I felt like my dick was trying to shrink back up inside my belly as I went
through my usual stretch and scratch routine in the morning. 

   I showered and dressed, and the realization of what I now knew sunk in.
I needed some confirmation, without making it too obvious to anyone else.
Calling Uncle Steve and pretending to have just been told Marie and Susan
were in school in Philly was out, as his next call would obviously be to
one of them.  I called Uncle John and feigned happiness at his being so
close, assuring him that yes, I would definitely go over for Sunday dinner
within the first few weeks of returning.  I played dumb and asked which of
my cousins was nearby?  When he said Susan and Marie, I pretended to not
really remember them.  He laughed and said it had probably been 15 years
since we had seen each other.  He said Louise had sent him some pictures
from Christmas and he would message them to me. 

   Sure enough, seconds later, on my screen was Marie, my Marie, wine glass
in hand sitting beside Susan on the floor, below a fully decked out
Christmas tree.  They had the same alluring eyes and big beautiful smiles
on their faces, their younger brothers standing behind them.  I stared at
the image for what felt like an eternity.  There it was, definitive proof,
Marie was my cousin.  There in black and white and color was the stake
through my heart.

   I sighed and threw my phone down.  It rang immediately.  Marie's face
adorned my call screen.  I answered and slogged my way though a talk,
saying I just hadn't slept well and did not feel up to talking a lot, as I
had to pack the truck for the drive back the next morning.  She said she
understood and signed off with a quick "I love you." Boom.  She had dropped
that bomb first.  Now I felt even worse about what I had to tell her.  It
was breaking my heart.  I didn't want to hurt her.  I loved her.  I truly
did.  I trudged through packing up the rest of the day in a fog and fell
asleep fully clothed that night on top of the blanket on the bed. 

   The next morning, I said my goodbyes to my parents, brothers, and
sisters.  As I pulled out of the driveway, I started to cry.  The
overwhelming sense of doom that was hanging over my head got bigger and
bigger. 

   And that's where I find myself right now.  Pulling on the interstate, 27
hours of driving time ahead of me to think.  Just me and my thoughts.  I
knew music or an audiobook would not hold my attention, so I drive on, a
million thoughts racing through my brain.  How is Marie going to react? 
What are we going to do?  What would we tell people?  "Oh hi, we're not
dating any more, we were cousins all along" Would we ever talk again?  How
upset was she going to be?  Even worse, would Susan tell people?  She and I
got along well enough, but she seemed like a gossip at times.  And what
juicier gossip is there than this?

   I pull into a diner to grab a meal.  There is a gas station across the
street.  The truck needs fuel anyway, might as well feed us both at the
same stop.  I shot Marie a quick text where I was and that I missed her. 
She replied immediately that she had something to talk to me about when I
got back.  Lord, surely, she wasn't pregnant.  That's just what I needed. A
vision of the dream I had of a child with one arm and three heads filled my
mind's eye and I shuddered.  As if this situation wasn't bad enough
already.

   Driving along in my mental fog, I can feel my mood worsening.  I slow
down though some speed trap community.  Ahead of me, a state policeman has
a pickup similar to mine pulled over on the shoulder.  The man is standing
near his tailgate, talking to the officer.  He has on a straw hat and some
overalls.  All that is missing is the piece of wheat between his teeth. 
What a hillbilly.  You know the old joke about redneck family trees that
don't fork?  Yeah, suddenly that's not all that funny anymore.  Really, was
I any more evolved, any better than that guy? 

   I can't get over this.  I blink my eyes, and the scenery has changed. 
The sun has set, and the highway is dark.  The headlights of oncoming
traffic jolt me to consciousness.  I need to pull over and sleep.  I find a
rest stop and get out and stretch.  I text Marie that I'm going to sleep
and that I miss her.  I lean the seat back and drag out my small travel
blanket.  I try to relax, but that just ain't happening right now. 

   I see Marie and I standing in front of a backdrop, posing for our
wedding photos.  We are happy.  She is glowing, so beautiful.  We are
surrounded by so many members of our family and friends.  They are all
happy for us.  No one seems concerned at all.  We hear the words "As long
as you both are happy" over and again from seemingly everyone. 

   A truck air horn jolts me awake.  That was as much rest as I have had in
days.  What a wonderful thought, that our families would just be happy for
us.  If only that could be true.  I get out and stretch, when I see what
looks like a raven land on a tree close by.  Why that makes me think of the
research paper I did on Edgar Allen Poe in high school I don't know, but
now, I can only think of one thing; Poe married his cousin.  His first
cousin.  And what had the teacher said about that?  A number of famous
people had done the same thing.  Albert Einstein, Charles Darwin, plenty of
Kings and Queens back in the day, even Jerry Lee Lewis.  Could we really? I
mean, I don't know if we would ever actually get married, but could we stay
together?  How weird would that be?  But being with her, not even
considering the sex, just being with her, it feels so good. 

   I shot Marie a message and got back on the road.  I would be back in
Philly tonight.  Instead of going straight to the dorms, I was heading to
Marie's place.  My cousin's place.  I knew this was a conversation we had
to have right away.  And she had news for me.  No need to put things off
any longer than necessary.  I flipped the radio on and sang loudly and
off-key to every song that came on.  The drive seems to fly by so much
faster this way.  Before I know it, I am parking in front of her apartment
building.  Knocking on her door. 

   "Chris!" She screams and flings herself into my arms.  I hold her tight.
I can smell her shampoo.  Her hair is damp.  She must have just gotten out
of the shower.  Suddenly the vision of her naked, dripping wet, water
cascading down her tight body, causing her nipples to harden filled my
mind. My cock strains my pants.  Marie grabs my hand and drags me to her
bedroom.  She closes the door behind her. 

   "You've been keeping a secret from me." She states, sauntering up to me
slowly, seductively.  "Naughty boy." She pushes me down on the bed and
straddles my hips.  Her skirt rides up and she is wearing my favorite pair
of tiny G-string panties.  As she talks, her hips grind into my hardening
dick.  "You thought I wouldn't find out?  Tsk tsk.  We're family, silly
boy. There are no secrets between family."

   I can feel my eyes burst out of their sockets.  She knows?  Not only
does she know, she seems, well, turned on by the fact.  "I...  I didn't
know how to tell you.  Or how to...  even bring it up." I stammer and
stumble through the words.  She continues to grind her pussy into my cock,
firmer and faster now. 

   "Well, I know.  And you know what?" She leans in and whispers in my ear,
"it turns me on knowing." She leans down and kisses my neck. 

   "It...it does?" This is not what I was expecting.  My head swims.

   Marie whispers in my ear "Mmhmm.  Thinking about it now is making my
little pussy all wet and tingly.  I can feel your hard cock baby.  Are you
ready to do it again?" She sits up and pulls her top off, revealing her tan
breasts and hard, protruding nipples.  She kisses me hard and I close my
eyes and kiss her back.  The heat emanating from every part of her body
melts away my apprehension.  I pull her close and grab her tight little ass
in my hands as we continue devour each other.  Marie stands up and starts
tugging at my pants.  She expertly works them off and quickly we are both
naked.  She starts talking dirty as she pushes me back on the bed.

   "We're going to start with you eating my wet pussy." She giggles as she
straddles my face and lowers her swollen labia to my mouth.  I stick my
tongue out and lick them as soon as they are within reach.  Her pussy is so
very wet.  I drag my tongue between her lips again.  "Oh, my pussy has
missed you." she arches her back and I feel her wetness all over my face.
Marie shudders lightly.  She braces herself and leans back, grinding her
pussy on my lips, rocking back and forth firmly. 

   "So dirty, so bad, feels so good." The word drawn out and ended in a
moan.  "You like putting on a show baby?" She leans forward now and begins
to lick my cock from tip to base, all the while gently stroking it.  I
re-adjust my grip on her hips to attack her pussy again, spreading her
cheeks wide, and in doing so I catch a glimpse of movement at the doorway.
Sure enough, there is Susan, clad in just her robe and plain white panties.
Her robe is fully untied, and she is slowly rubbing herself over the thin
panties.  She smiles, blows me a little kiss, and winks.  I feel my body
stiffen at the sight.  Marie senses this and looks up.

   "Mmm yeah.  That's what you like baby?  Rub that pussy for me.  You like
being watched too?  Show me how wet you are watching this cock.  You want
her to see me suck this huge dick?  It looks so good standing up there, all
thick and throbbing." She leans forward and licks along my shaft.  "Mm
yeah. Such a good cock.  Shall I suck it for you?" Marie lets her lips
slowly slide down the shaft, taking it in her talented mouth.  I feel her
bob her head a few times.  I bury my tongue deeper in her pussy.  She
squeals.

   "Oh yes.  Do you want her to see it sliding into my wet cunt?  Is that
what we should do baby, let her watch us fuck?  Does that turn you on baby?
She's over there rubbing her pussy, seeing us naked, watching us sucking,
licking, fucking?" Marie cooed. 

   She pulls herself up slides her body down mine, her pussy leaving a
streak of warm fluid along my torso.  No teasing now, within a second was
riding my hard cock reverse cowgirl style.  I grab her hips and watch her
ass as it bounces on my cock.  Susan now has the view of Marie's pussy
swallowing my cock.  Marie leans back, bracing her arms on either side of
me.  She has her legs spread wide.  Susan's eyes stare right at her
sister's pussy, at my cock as Marie fucks me faster and faster.  I watch
Susan's hand disappear into her panties now, and she frigs her clit
rapidly. This seems to spur Marie on as her exclamations get louder and
more breath-y. 

   "That's it.  Rub that pussy.  Doesn't his cock look delicious in my
little cunt?  Mmm, it feels so fantastic.  So big.  So thick.  I'm going to
cum all over him.  Are you ready to cum too?" True to her word, Marie's
body stiffens, and she cries out.  Her Kegel muscles grip my cock like a
vise as she spasms.  Susan's robe falls to the floor as she pinches her
nipple harder and rubs her pussy.  I can tell she is now pumping her
fingers in and out of her cunt.  I can see her panties are visibly wet,
even from this distance.  She cries out and cums as well, dropping to her
knees on the floor, panting heavily. 

   I can't help it.  I grab Marie's hips and slam her down on my cock a
couple more times and then I cum hard, seemingly endless spurts of semen
erupt from my rod.  I pull her down harder, and Marie grinds her pussy on
my cock, rubbing her clit furiously now.  I feel her pussy cum again.  She
collapses to the bed, curling up in a ball facing her sister. 

   I am the first one to find my voice.  "That was...  intense"

   Susan smiles and leans back against the door frame.  Marie reaches
between her legs and pulls up a wet, goo-covered finger.  She lazily licks
it clean. 

   "And delicious." Is her reply.  Susan giggles softly.  Susan giggles and
pulls her hands out of her panties and tastes her own pussy as well.

   As the fog of sex clear my head.  I get overwhelmed by a thought.  I
just fucked my cousin.  I have to say something.  I have to ask. 

   "So, I guess you're both okay with everything?  It doesn't make this...
weird or wrong?"

   Marie lifts her head and catches my gaze.  "We're all adults.  No one
else needs to know.  It didn't seem like you minded at all." She slides up
and lays her head on my chest.  "I mean, we won't always have to do it like
this.  Sometimes things will be just...  normal."

   Normal?  What part of this will ever be normal?  The sinking feeling in
my stomach from the past few days returns.  I sit up against the headboard
and look at both girls.  "What do you mean, normal?  What are you talking
about?"

   Marie sits up and give me a puzzled look.  "Well, obviously my sister
won't be watching us every time we have sex.  It's just a fun little bonus
to spice things up sometimes.  You seemed really into it." 

   I close my eyes.  This cannot be happening.  I pull the sheet up over
myself and look Marie in the eyes. 

   "You were, weren't you?" She asks quietly.  "Susan and I got a little
tipsy during Christmas and she told me she had watched us in bed right
before you left.  She said you had seen her playing with herself as we were
going at it."

   I glance over and Susan, who nods lightly.  Marie continues, "I was mad
at first, but the more I thought about someone watching us, the more it
turned me on.  And since she had already seen us, it didn't seem too bad
for her to get to watch again." Her eyes were sad and almost hurt.  "I'm
sorry.  I thought it would be a sexy surprise for you."

   Holy crap.  That was the big secret she thought I was keeping.  I look
over at Susan, who has a blank expression on her face as she tied her robe
tightly around her waist.  She doesn't know the terrible truth.  And I just
fucked my cousin.  I knew the truth, she didn't, and I had sex with her
anyway.

   "I...  I don't know how to say this.  That...  wasn't what I wanted to
talk about." I stand and grab my clothes.  "I need some water and then we
need to talk, all of us." I walk into the bathroom and dress, then wash my
face in the sink.  I look in the mirror and take a couple of deep breaths.
As I head into the living room, both sisters are clothed and sitting on the
couch.  I grab a bottle of water and sit on the floor facing them.  I take
a long slow drink, steadying my nerves for the most difficult moment of my
life. 

   "Chris I'm really scared.  Please tell me what is going on." Marie
pleads, tears welling up in her eyes.

   "I'm trying." I take one more deep breath.  "There's no easy way to
bring this up.  So here we go.  I spent a lot of time over the holidays
with family.  I learned that my Aunt and Uncle live in Boston." Marie's
eyes don't seem to register what I am saying.  "They have two daughters
that live in Philadelphia." Still nothing.  "One attends Villanova." Her
brow wrinkles a bit.  "The other goes to Penn.  My Uncle Steve and Aunt
Louise." 

   Bingo.  Marie's eyes widen and her hands covers her mouth.  I glance
over at Susan, who looks...  well, normal.  No shock or surprise on her
face at all.  She must have a good poker face. 

   "It hit me hard when I realized.  I didn't want it to be true.  I called
my Uncle John.  He is in the Army and just got transferred to Fort Dix."
Marie's eyes widen further and start to water, confirmation of what she is
thinking setting in, "He invited me to dinner on Sundays.  And told me to
get in touch with my cousins who went to school near me.  He sent me a
picture of them.  A picture of my cousins.  A picture of you two." Marie
buries her head between her knees and sobs.  Susan puts an arm around her
sister but looks oddly calm about the whole situation.  I pulled out my
phone and pulled up the picture of Marie and Susan, wine glasses in hand,
in front of the Christmas tree with their brothers.  Marie looks up, sees
the image, and drops her head back down and starts sobbing again.  Susan's
face still registers nothing.  Something is off with her; I can sense it. 

   "I am so sorry Marie.  I got here and you started talking about
something I hadn't told you, something you found out anyway and didn't
mind. I was pretty torn inside, but you kept pressing me, telling me you
were into it, and I stopped thinking straight.  I'm so sorry." I want so
bad to comfort her.  To hold her tight and make the hurt go away.  I love
her.  I really do.  It is killing me to see her hurting.  But it doesn't
seem like a good move.  I don't want to touch her and have her react
negatively.  I don't want to hurt her any more than she is hurting
already. 

   We sit in silence for what feels like hours, the void only broken by
Marie's soft sobbing.  She finally pulls her face up and wipes her eyes. 
Marie looks up at her sister, and Susan pulls her in close and hugs her
tightly.  Susan's face still seems too normal.  She is playing the
consoling sibling well.  But she is part of this too.  She should be
showing the same shock and disgust.  And yet, she seems unaffected.

   I decide to leave quietly.  Marie would be taken care of, and all I was
going to do was make things worse by hanging around.  I grab my keys and
phone and get to the door when I hear Marie finally speak.

   "Don't go.  I need you here." She begs, her red eyes pleading with me
from the couch. 

   "I don't want to hurt you anymore than I already have.  I think it'd be
best if I go." I start to pull my jacket on. 

   "Please," she begs, "I need you." More tears.

   I stand there frozen.  My mind is telling me to go.  My heart wants to
stay, to run over to her and hold her tight.  "If you're sure you want me
to stay, I will." I say softly and walk back to the living room.  Marie
stands and puts her arms out to me.  I grab her and hold her close.  Her
body melts into mine.  I kiss the top of her head and whisper "I love you.
I wanted to tell you that before I found all this out.  I just don't know
what else to do right now."

   "Me neither.  But I don't want to be alone." She says softly, tears
soaking my shirt.

   "Susan is here too, you won't be alone" I say, stroking her hair softly

   "I don't want you to go.  I need both of you." Marie cries again softly
into my chest. 

   I look over at her sister, still sitting on the couch, watching us
curiously.  Her expression is still very neutral.  It is driving me crazy.
I have to say something.  "I need to apologize to you too, Susan.  You got
dragged into this." She continues with the neutral expression and shakes
her head lightly. 

   I continue to stand there holding Marie, but now thinking about Susan.
She confessed to watching us that night.  But did she tell Marie
everything? Did she tell her about the morning blowjobs?  I doubted she
had. She was keeping a secret from her sister.  I wonder what else she was
not telling.  She had hardly reacted at all when I told Marie.  I mean, she
wasn't involved directly, but she had sucked my cock, she had watched us
fuck.  Did she know already?  Is that why she didn't seem shocked?  I look
her in the eyes again and the lightbulb clicks on in my head.  She knew!

   I look at her again and raise an eyebrow.  Susan stares at me blankly
and shrugs.  I steer Marie back to the couch and sit her in my lap, arms
never releasing their hold.  Marie looks up at me and sighs.  I look over
at her sister.  Marie follows my gaze.  I have got to find out.  It is now
or never.

   "Susan did you...  did you know?" I ask.  Marie whips her head around to
face her sister.  Susan's face is shocked now.  Her eyes give her away. 
She looks back and forth between us and sighs loudly. 

   "Not right away.  I figured it out over Thanksgiving." Susan speaks
slowly, pausing between words.

   "You knew!" Marie exclaims loudly.  "How could you have not told me? 
You knew how I felt about him!" Her voice becomes almost a scream.  She
starts to jump up out of my lap.  I tighten my grip around her to calm her.
She is shaking now.  Marie starts crying all over again, harder than ever.
Susan's head slumps down with tears as she begins to speak again, refusing
to look back up.

   "You were watching football with Ronnie, Darrell and the guys.  I was in
the kitchen helping mom with the dishes and leftovers.  She asked if we had
run into Aunt Beverly's son there in Philadelphia.  She said she thought it
was Chris but could be the older boy Dave who was going to school up here.
Mom said it was hard these days keeping everyone's families straight.  She
texted Bev and found out that it was Chris and he was at Temple.  She said
we should look up and find Chris Williams and see if he wanted to hang out
sometime.  It really didn't register right away.  I couldn't remember your
last name at the time, so I didn't even consider that it was you." 

   "Later I looked up Aunt Bev's Facebook page and there you were, plain as
day." She stops and takes a deep breath.  "I didn't know what to say.  You
two had gotten pretty serious, I could tell.  Marie never shut up about you
around me, and she was telling everyone in the family about this great guy
she had met." She finally looks up at Marie again, "I didn't want to be the
one to break your heart sis.  I guess I hoped you'd figure it out soon
enough, kind of like I had."

   Marie looks at me with desperate eyes.  "This can't be happening.  It
just can't."

   I stroked her hair as I tried to soothe her "I know baby.  I found out
just a few days ago, right before I had to leave.  I have been struggling
with how and when to tell you ever since." 

   Marie says she wants to go lie down for a while.  Susan and I help her
to her feet and walk her down the hallway.  Susan goes to her own room, and
I guide Marie to the bed.  The room still has that post-sex odor, a now
stale mix of pheromones and sweat.  Oblivious to our presence, she strips
down and changes into a short gown, then crawls into bed.  I sit on the
edge of the bed beside her, not knowing exactly what to do.  I don't want
to leave, but it also feels awkward staying in my cousin's bedroom now,
sitting on the bed where we just had sex.  I put my hand on her back and
pat her softly.  She turns and gazes at me with those enticing eyes.  "Stay
with me Chris, I need to you hold me," she pleads. 

   I can't refuse her, even now.  I ease into the bed and she slides up
beside me.  She rolls onto her side and we end up spooning.  He body seems
to fit perfectly up against mine.  So warm and comfortable.  I drape an arm
around her waist.  She grabs my hand and squeezes it tightly.  She presses
it against her bosom, not in a sexual way, but as if she was holding on for
dear life.  We lay there in silence.  In short order, I hear her breathing
get shallow and light.  She is asleep. 

   The next thing I know, I am waking up too.  Marie is still wedged up
tightly against me, her hands together, pressed in between her firm
breasts. Her butt is taut against my crotch.  As I gather the rest of my
surroundings, I realize my dick is halfway hard, and that the firm, soft
ass pressing on it feels really, really good.  This shouldn't be a sexual
situation, but her body feels so good up against me.  My cock flexes, and
now I notice he is pointing down at an awkward angle.  I want to adjust
him, and I feel Marie stirring lightly.  I freeze.  I don't want her to
wake up to me poking her ass with a hard dick.  Not now.  Not today.  Not
after everything that had just happened. 

   I back my hips away from her and gently rearrange things down below with
one hand - Not an easy task, I tell you.  My cock now points straight up
and out in a much more natural position.  I feel her wiggle her hips and
press herself back against me.  Of course, my dick now slides right along
the valley between her round butt cheeks.  Marie sighs and squeezes my hand
tightly.  I want to back away again, but I don't want to wake her.  I want
my growing erection to subside, but I didn't see how that would happen with
her perfect ass snuggling it the way it was. 

   I start going over the evening in my mind.  For some reason, I think
again of Susan's subdued reaction to the news.  She knew.  Damn her, she
knew and did not say anything.  I wished she would have said something,
dropped a hint, done anything at all.  Then I recall the night before I
went back to Texas.  She had done something, alright.  She had watched us.
She had watched us fucking, knowing full well we were related.  She let her
sister fuck her cousin; she let a cousin fuck her sister - all while she
watched.  Not only did she watch, she was playing with pussy and getting
herself off to the sight.  Was it just the sex, or was she turned on by the
fact we were related?  Was she turned on by incest?  By her sister?  By me?
Not to mention she had never told her sister about sucking my dick.  She
and I needed to have another conversation. 

   Marie purred below me and began to stir again.  She wiggles her ass,
grinding it ever so lightly against my now semi-hard dick.  "I'm glad
you're still here," she whispers, "I love you." 

   My eyes water as I reply.  "I love you too Marie.  I am so sorry about
all of this" 

   She rolls over and kisses me softly on the lips.  She lets her hand
slide down my chest.  As she darts her tongue out, her hands ease
downwards. I soon feel her small fingers walking along the length of my
dick.  She lightly runs her hand up and down it, then holds it in her hand
firmly, and smiles.  "I don't think I can give this up.  I don't think I
can give you up." She gives me another kiss and then tucks her head against
my chest. 

   My heart agrees instantly.  My swelling dick thinks this is a great
idea. My brain is arguing pretty loudly otherwise.  Marie slides her hand
into my slacks.  It takes all the willpower I have not cum right then and
there.  Once again, I see movement out of the corner of my eye.  Susan
stands in the doorway, leaning against the door frame.  She is watching us
again.  Marie looks up at her sister and beckons her over.  Susan sits on
the edge of the bed as we both sit up.  Marie leans over and hugs her. 

   "You were bad." Marie states as she releases her embrace.  "You knew
when you watched us have sex before Chris left." That reality seems to hit
Marie suddenly as she said the words.  She puts a hand over her mouth for a
moment before pulling it away.  "You, you mastur...  you fingered yourself
watching us and you knew." Marie looks at me for confirmation.  I can only
nod slowly.  "I don't know how I feel about that.  It was one thing to have
you watching us.  That was kinky and naughty.  But you watched us fuck,
knowing we were all...  related." Marie leans back against me.  She takes
my hand and brings it under her gown to her panties.  "It's kind of
dirty-bad, isn't it?" She asks, reaching up and rubbing her nipple slowly.

   Susan looks at me.  Now I see the shock in her face I was expecting
earlier.  I'm pretty sure my face has the same expression on it.  "I...  It
is.  Very hot.  You two are both extremely sexy in your own right.  But
when you are together...  yeah, hot, very hot.  Watching you together turns
me on.  And knowing who we all are made it seem even kinkier, and somehow
that turned me on even more." I can feel the surprise on my face.  What is
going on here?

   Marie speaks again, softly.  "I don't know what to do right now about
you and me, Chris.  But I know I want that feeling I woke up with just now.
I want that feeling of you beside me, holding me close.  I felt loved.  It
felt good." She pauses for a moment and sighs.  "And your thick cock on my
ass felt good too." She smiles at me, the first real smile in a while. 
"We'll just have to figure things out as we go along.  Susan isn't going to
tell anyone." Susan shakes her head in response.  "I don't think you're
going to tell anyone either.  And I won't tell.  We can be each other's
dirty little secret."

   An odd thought strikes me.  "Philly is the city of brotherly love. 
Maybe it can be the city of cousinly love too." I say putting my arm around
Marie's waist and pulling her close, "Or sisterly love." 

   Marie looks back at me.  "Sisterly?" I shrug.  She kisses my cheek. 
"Don't get too excited there, mister.  I'm ok with her watching.  I'm not
sure about doing anything else with her, at least not yet" She pats my dick
lightly.  "Down boy." She kisses my cheek and leans into me, pressing her
lips to mine and darting her tongue lightly inside my mouth. 

   Susan is blushing.  I mean a deep crimson, blood-red cheeks type of
blushing.  My mind starts to race.  Has she thought about having sex with
me?  Or with her sister?  Or both of us?  Just the thought of that makes my
cock throb harder.  Marie notices.  She is rubbing him softly.  Susan
notices and does not look away from my tented crotch.  Marie notices Susan
staring at my cock and licks her lips hungrily.  "I think big sis wants him
to come out and play." She giggles. 

   My pants are tugged down, and my dick is freed.  Marie strokes it up and
down slowly.  Susan is still transfixed, her chest heaves with each breath.
There is a new, unspoken sexual tension in the room.  Marie is working my
cock like an expert.  I know I will need to cum soon if she keeps this up.
Susan is now running her hands lightly across her large breasts, clearly as
aroused as I am.  Marie pauses and strips her gown off, now giving her own
nipples a little attention.  Susan pulls the tie on her robe and it falls
from her shoulders, revealing her big tits to us.  She toys with her
nipples too now, matching her sister's actions.

   I am stroking myself slowly now.  I don't want to cum yet, but the sight
of the two sisters, side by side, topless, each teasing their nipples, and
me in turn, is too much to resist.  The smile on Marie's face is more than
enough.  The lustful gaze Susan is giving my dick spurs me on. 

   "He likes what he sees.  Go ahead, sis, touch it.  Feel how hard he is."
She urges.  Susan slides over beside me and I pull my hand away from my
dick.  She touches it tentatively at first, as if it was the first time.  I
immediately remember that it isn't.  Marie kisses me at that moment, and
the groan my thoughts elicit is lost in her mouth.  Susan strokes my cock
with the one hand and slides her other hand into her panties.  Marie is
kissing my neck and rubbing my chest seductively, as if I needed any
further encouragement.  Marie reaches out and tweaks one of Susan's
nipples, drawing a surprised squeal from her sister.

   Susan doesn't say word as she pulls her hand away from my dick.  She
stands up, smiling wordlessly, and pulls her panties down to the floor. 
Her pussy is well trimmed, with a small triangle of light-colored hair
above her slit.  Susan starts rubbing her pussy right there, directly in
front of us.  Marie coos and now starts rubbing her own little cunt, all
the while watching Susan do the same.  Susan puts one foot up on the edge
of the bed beside me, giving Marie and I a closer look at her motions.  She
has now slid a finger inside her cunt and is sliding it in and out, with a
little rotation back and forth as she does.  I can see the moisture coating
her lips.  Marie spreads her legs wide open in response and pulls her pussy
lips apart as she softly rubs her clit for her sister to see.  All the
while, I have a grip on my cock, stroking it firmly, but too entranced by
the show in front of me to pay attention to it. 

   Marie glances my way and then suddenly she is bent over, her mouth has
swallowed my dick.  Her head bobs up and down as she sucks, making loud and
obscene slurping noises, as if she was starring in a porn flick.  Susan has
both hands busy with her pussy now, one hand rubbing her little clit and
the other finger fucking away.  She steps closer to me and arches her back,
causing one of her massive breasts to swing close to my face.  Without
thinking, I catch her nipple in my mouth and suck on it sharply.  Susan
moans loudly, and Marie looks up.  She smirks at me, bringing her lips up
to mine and prys her sister's nipple out of my mouth so she can suck on it
herself.  She uses her hands and grabs a hold of the massive tit, and we
both lick and suck Susan's hard nipple together, our tongues dueling around
and across it. 

   I let Marie win and shift my attention to her other nipple.  Susan
groans and presses my head into her tit I see her other hand is pulling
Marie into her as well.  I keep suckling, run a hand down her side, and
slide it between her thighs.  I feel another hand already there.  Marie has
a finger inside her sister's pussy.  She fingers her sister slowly, and I
content myself with flicking her protruding clit, all the while keeping my
mouth latched to her hard nipple. 

   Marie pulls away and draws my attention as she gently pulls her finger
out of Susan's pussy and smears some of the wetness on the nipple in front
of her face.  She then makes a sexy little show of licking it off, tasting
her sister's juices and moaning loudly.  I take her hand and suck Marie's
finger into my mouth so we both can enjoy her sister's flavor. 

   Marie winks at her sister, then lays down on the bed and spreads her
legs wide open.  "Chris, I need your cock in my pussy right now!" She
exclaims.  I oblige her, climbing onto the bed and settling in between her
legs.  Just like that, we are fucking again in the bed, and her sister is
watching us again, this time from a much closer vantage point.  I build up
a pretty good rhythm rather quickly, and Marie is moaning and talking dirty
the entire time.  "Ooh Chris.  Fuck me.  Look at my sister's wet pussy
while you fuck mine.  See her nice soft big titties.  Watch her finger that
hot pussy.  She's fingering herself for us.  She wants to get fucked too"
Susan has her eyes closed, listening and moaning in approval. 

   Marie tense up underneath me.  She puts her hand on her clit and is now
pressing down on her little button.  Her pussy is gripping my cock like a
vise.  She grabs Susan by the hand and pull her closer.  She whispers for
her to sit up against the headboard.  Susan crawls over her sister, giving
me a nice look at her full ass.  I can't resist reaching out and giving it
a squeeze. 

   She settles in, knees up, legs spread wide with Marie's head just below
her pussy.  Susan and I lock eyes now and she licks her full lips, both
hands returning to their tasks of getting her off.  Marie calls out to me
as she climaxes, and I feel the vibrations inside her on my dick.  She
howls out as the orgasm takes control of her body momentarily. 

   Susan is spurred on by this and her fingers become a flurry of motion,
back and forth across her clit and in and out of her pussy, faster and
faster.  I can feel my own cum rising from below.  Marie regains her voice
and tells me she wants me to pull out and cum on her stomach.  I thrust up
inside her hard one last time, and withdraw, stroking myself above her. 
Marie is toying with her nipples and encouraging both her sister and I to
cum.  I am watching Susan, and she is watching me.  God this is so hot.

   Suddenly, I start to shoot streams cum all over.  The first shot lands
on Marie's chin.  The next few sprays end up landing on her tits, with the
final bursts coating her stomach and filling her navel.  The last dribbles
fall on her smooth, soaked mound as I lean back on my knees, spent.  Susan
starts to scream out and I get a really nice view of her pussy squirting as
she cums hard.  The warm liquid arcs up and out of her, and splashes all
over Marie's head, face and neck.  Susan is trembling with her orgasm,
while Marie keeps toying with her rock-hard nipples.  Marie reaches down
and rubs her clit quickly and firmly, earning herself one last, smaller
orgasm.  I lean down and kiss her, tasting Susan's cum juices on her lips.
That was amazing.  Marie's body is a mess.  My cum coating her torso, her
sister's spray on her face, and her own juices rolling down the inside of
her legs and pooling under her butt.  I take several mental snapshots of
the scene.  Marie wipes her face and smiles up at me. 

   Susan's big tits are heaving to catch her breath, as are Marie's smaller
ones.  My dick has started to lose much of its girth as it retracts,
totally spent.  The room smells sweet of sex.  Marie whispers she needs
cuddles, and her sister slides her body down along hers.  I fall to the
other side.  We press our bodies close and fall asleep, together, naked,
spent, and satisfied.

   I'm not sure what we will do tomorrow.  I don't know how this
relationship will turn out.  I don't have a clue what to tell our family.
Right now, I don't really care.  I just want to fuck like that again, and
again, and again.  And I want it soon.  But first, I need some sleep.  I
glance at a clock and the thought hits me as I doze off.  27 Hours until I
have class.  That's a lot of time.


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