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 Title: How My Sister Became My Lover


Summary: Sister helped me rejoin a swingers group.


Keywords:inc,fic,erotic,hot,sex







   The baggage claim area at the airport was full of people.  Some had just
flown into Austin.  Others were here to pick up someone just arriving.  I
was in this second category.  A glance at the overhead display let me know
that Jessica's flight from Atlanta had landed.  I hadn't seen my sister in
nearly a year.  Her last visit had been to attend the funeral for my wife,
Lilly, who had been tragically killed in an auto accident.  I had high
expectations that this visit would be much different.

   Jessica was 30 years old, about two years younger than myself.  She was
an attractive woman, about five feet five inches tall with shoulder length
brunette hair, green eyes, a big smile, and a cute figure.  We cared for,
and looked out for, each other.  You could say that we had a strong sibling
connection.  Up until the past few years we had been very close.  It nearly
broke my heart when she moved to Atlanta about four years ago to pursue a
career.  But recently her job had turned sour, and her relationship with
her boyfriend had ended.  Jessica wanted to start a new chapter in her
life, and she decided to move back to Austin to make that new start.

   At the time I was living in a large four bedroom house in the hill
country just west of Austin.  Lilly and I had it built as our dream home.
We both loved that house, and the wonderful life we lived.  Then one
fateful day, that all ended.  After Lilly's death, I thought I shouldn't
continue to live in the house, but I also couldn't bring myself to leave
it. That house had so many memories, mostly good ones.

   Now I was happy that I had a place for Jessica to stay while she got
back on her feet.  She anticipated that it wouldn't take more than a few
months to find a new job and then a place of her own to live.  It would be
good having her close to me again.

   I looked up at the top of the escalator just as Jessica began to come
down from the main concourse.  I waved at her as she smiled and waved back
at me.  She looked beautiful.  I moved through the crowd toward the
escalator, arriving at the same time she reached the bottom.  Jessica leapt
into my arms and gave me a big kiss.  It was normal that we always greeted
close family members with a big kiss.  Mom and dad had taught us that.

   "So glad you're home." I told her.  "I've missed you terribly."

   "I'm so happy to be home." Jessica replied with a radiant smile.

   We made our way over to the baggage carousel just as the flashing light
and horn announced the arrival of the luggage from her flight.

   "Those two are mine!" Jessica exclaimed as she pointed to her bags.

   We were pleasantly surprised that her bags were the first ones deposited
on the carousel.  We grabbed them and made our way to the exit.  It didn't
take long to reach my car in the parking garage and we were soon on the
highway.  In less than an hour we arrived at my home. 

   After Jessica put her things into a guest bedroom, we sat in the living
room, each of us holding a cold beer.  We both were dressed comfortably,
suitable for a warm, June day in Austin.  I wore a knit sport shirt and
Jessica wore a cotton tank top.  We both wore shorts and sandals.

   "This place looks the same.  You haven't changed it very much." Jessica
said while looking around the room.

   "Not yet.  Maybe someday." I replied.  For me, the room had many
memories of fun gatherings.  On one wall were photos of couples, special
friends to Lilly and me.  I knew someday I would put some things away and
start afresh.  But not yet.

   "I can't thank you enough for letting me stay here a while." Jessica
said sincerely.  "This really means a lot to me.  I hope I'm not an
inconvenience or in your way."

   "Not an inconvenience at all.  Stay as long as you need.  I doubt you
will be in my way." I replied with a smile.  I was happy for the company,
and happy I could help my sister.

   "This place has such a great pool, and summer is just beginning."
Jessica mentioned as she looked out the windows into the backyard.  "I
intend to do some sunbathing and swimming out there.  You know I love
pools."

   "Yeah.  I remember." I replied.  "Swim, sunbathe, do whatever you like.
The backyard is totally private and I keep the pool clean and maintained.
Remember, I also love the water."

   We sat and talked about our lives and our work.  Jessica told me about
the job interviews she had already scheduled.  She really hoped that one of
these companies would hire her.  For the time being we avoided discussing
relationships, or whether either of us were dating.

   After talking for a few hours, we prepared and ate a light summer meal.
Later in the evening, after the sun had gone down and it was beginning to
cool off outside, we sat out on the patio by the pool, drank another cold
beer and enjoyed the view of the stars.

   I was first to turn the discussion to a topic we had been avoiding.

   "Care to tell me about what happened with that guy you were living with
in Atlanta?" I asked.  "What was his name?  I don't remember.  I only met
him once, a couple of years ago."

   "Curtis." Jessica relied somewhat coldly.  "His name was Curtis Price.
Yeah, I lived with him for nearly three years, but we were never a good fit
together."

   "It took three years to learn you weren't a good fit?" I asked, a bit
surprised.

   "I was young and thought he would change his opinions about certain
things." Jessica began.  "My ego let me believe he would change in order to
make me happy and stay with me.  Eventually I realized that he wasn't going
to change."

   "His opinions about things?  What things?  And why were they that
important?" I pressed back.

   "I'd rather not say." Jessica responded quietly.  "Let's just say it was
fundamentally important to me, and I guess his position was important to
him.  Neither of us would give in.  As time went by, it became a larger
issue that we argued over."

   Jessica paused for a moment, then decided to explain a bit more.

   "A month or so ago, we had that argument again.  It became a big blowout
and he stormed out to stay with a friend for a couple of days.  At that
time, my job was also giving me problems.  My career had stalled and I
couldn't find a way forward, not in Atlanta.  I decided I needed a new
start in life." Jessica paused, then continued.  "I hope by relocating to
Austin I can find the career and lifestyle I'm seeking.  I'm so grateful
that you are letting me stay here to get back on my feet."

   "I hope it all works out well for you." I replied.  "Again, you can stay
as long as you like.  You won't be an inconvenience."

   "But I'm concerned that I'm interfering in your social life." Jessica
retorted.  "You are dating, aren't you?  You do have a sex life, don't
you?"

   There was an awkward moment of silence.  I finally spoke.

   "I've had a few dates." I said.  "But I've never brought any dates back
to this house.  I don't anticipate that your presence here will interfere
in my social life."

   Since Lilly died, my sex life had changed dramatically, from frequent
sex, to almost no sex.  Lilly and I had been part of a swingers group and
we had enjoyed sex with many partners.  But that group only allowed married
couples to participate.  When Lilly died, my participation ended, or at
least until I was again married and had a wife who also wanted to swing. 
Searching for such a mate was difficult.  And for now, I wasn't going to
discuss that aspect of my sex life with my sister.

   After another pause of silence, I again spoke.

   "Although I may not have much of a sex life right now, I don't want to
interfere in your love life." I told Jessica.  "I hope you feel comfortable
bringing your friends and dates here when you like.  I guess with your
relationship to Curtis over, you also are looking for that someone
special."

   "Thank you for the support and the offer to stay here." Jessica replied.
"Currently there is no one special in my life.  We shall see how things
go."

   "Sounds like both of us need to get laid." I quipped to which we both
chuckled, a bit uncomfortably.

   - - - -

   Within a week, Jessica and I had settled into our own routines around
the house.  For the most part each of us had our own life to live. 
Weekdays, I worked a usual downtown office job 8 to 5.  In the mornings,
Jessica often had job interviews, or spent time getting reacquainted with
Austin.  Austin had changed a lot in the past four years.  Jessica had
reconnected with old Austin friends and was making new friends quickly.

   Most afternoons Jessica spent time sunbathing by the pool.  Some
evenings we had dinner together and watched TV or listened to music. 
Weekends we occasionally did things together.  Otherwise we went our own
ways with our own friends.  We had no ownership of each other's life, and
it all just worked well.

   I made it a point to take Jessica out at least once a week for dinner
and to visit some of my favorite nightspots.  One time we went to a club
and discovered how much we enjoyed dancing with each other.  Neither of us
had prospects for a steady significant other, so we continued to go out
clubbing together.  We genuinely enjoyed being with each other, possibly
because as siblings there was no pressure to develop a romantic
relationship.  Sometimes we were approached by others and asked if we were
husband and wife, or just in a long term relationship.  When Jessica didn't
want to be bothered by some stranger, her answer was that I was her 'very
significant other.'

   One Friday night at a dance club a very attractive red-head named Misty
asked to join us.  The three of us had drinks and danced several songs
together.  Misty was obviously more interested in Jessica than in me. 
Eventually I backed out and sat down at our table, watching the two women.
The two females danced, touched, hugged and eventually kissed each other.
At the end of one music set, Misty excused herself to go to the ladies
room. Jessica came over to me and told me she would be going home with
Misty for the night.  She would get a ride home in the morning.  I was a
bit stunned, but accepted the situation.  Jessica was a grown woman and
could do what she liked.  I left and went on home by myself.

   - - - - - 

   The next morning I was up and having coffee when Jessica came home.

   "So, you and Misty?  I didn't know this side of you." I inquired.

   "There are several things you don't know about me." Jessica replied,
then added, "and I suspect there are many things I don't know about you, my
dear brother."

   Jessica poured a cup of coffee for herself and joined me at the
breakfast table.  My curiosity made me ask more about her love life.

   "If I may ask, do you have sex only with women?" I asked.  "Or in
addition to sex with men?"

   Jessica looked at me, pausing to think before she spoke.

   "Are you judging me?" She asked.

   "Not judging.  Just curious." I replied.  "You are old enough to make
you own decisions."

   "If you must know, I do enjoy sex with women and with men.  But, of
course, only one at a time." Jessica told me.  "Something I have enjoyed
for several years.  However I must admit that when I'm with a man, I am
often considering long-term relationships, but not always.  With a woman,
I'm just having a fun encounter, just enjoying no-strings-attached sexual
pleasure."

   "Sounds like you have a healthy attitude about sex." I replied.

   "Curtis didn't feel that way.  He wanted me to be completely faithful to
him, no sex with any other person, male or female." Jessica explained.  "I
was willing to forego sex with other men, but I still wanted an occasional
romp with another female.  I don't think he was confident enough in himself
or our relationship to allow that.  In the end, that was the major issue
that drove us apart."

   "His loss." I added.

   - - - - - 

   Although we hadn't lived in the same house since high school, about 15
years earlier, we soon felt comfortable around each other in various forms
of attire.  Our 'at home' attire became very casual.  I often wore just
shorts and a t-shirt.  Jessica would wear a tank top and running shorts. 
Often she was bra-less, and her nipples poked out the thin material of her
tank top.  She apparently noticed how I would stare at her well defined
breasts.  And Jessica would sunbathe out by the pool, wearing a skimpy
bikini.  I think she enjoyed teasing me.

   One evening after we had dinner, we sat in the living room, drinking
wine and listening to music while we talked.  I was sitting on the sofa
wearing shorts and a t-shirt.  Jessica was lounging on the far corner of
the love seat which was at a right angle to the sofa.  Her legs were up on
the love seat with her feet pointed at me.  She was wearing a t-shirt and a
short, pleated cotton summer skirt. 

   I had dimmed the lights and Jessica was playing one of her favorite
play-lists on her phone through the home audio system via a wireless
connection.  The setting was very conducive to an enjoyable conversation.
We were well into our second bottle of wine when the conversation turned to
our mutual lack of a steady sex partner.  Soon we were comparing our
desired characteristics for a great lover.

   "I would like someone who is fun, sexy, smart, caring, sensitive, and a
great kisser." I said.  "I don't think that is too much to want in a
lover."

   "I agree.  All of that." Jessica replied.  "And they must be good in
bed."

   I was a bit concerned that our discussion may turn to sex, but our
inhibitions were lowered by the wine and the music, so I decided to
continue down this line of conversation.  Jessica also appeared to be
interested in discussing sex.  She shifted in her seat, as if to get more
comfortable.  In the process she bent her left leg and slightly parted her
legs.  Her skirt rose up some, giving me a view of the inside of her thigh.
Damn, she looked sexy.

   "Yeah." I agreed.  "Of course they have to be a good lover."

   "They need to know when, where, and how to touch me." Jessica said in a
soft sultry voice. 

   She was staring at me while she placed her hand on her knee, then her
hand slid down to her inner thigh.  Her skirt moved higher, exposing her
pink panties to me.  My eyes moved back and forth between her panties, and
her eyes.  She knew, and I knew, what she was doing.  She was teasing me
again and enjoying doing so.  I could feel a twinge in my cock and I
shifted in my seat, giving my cock a bit more space as it became aroused. I
knew this could be a dangerous game, but I was thoroughly enjoying playing
this way with her.

   "My lover must have great oral skills." Jessica continued.  "I love it
when a tongue pleasures my clit and gives me fabulous orgasms.  And, they
must be able to make love for a long period of time, giving me multiple
orgasms."

   By this point her legs were spread wide open and she was obviously
displaying her panty covered crotch to me as her finger slowly ran up and
down the inside of her thigh.  My cock was growing in my shorts, and I
shifted again.

   A change in the music provided a redirection of our interactions.  The
song "Rhiannon" by Fleetwood Mac began playing with its sensual beat and
those sultry vocals by Stevie Nicks.  The Fleetwood Mac Greatest Hits album
was a favorite of our parents and they played it frequently when Jessica
and I were young.

   "Oh, I love this song!" Jessica exclaimed as she leapt to her feet in
the middle of the room.  As the music played she danced for me, swaying her
hips and holding her arms out as if a bird soaring in the wind.  I sipped
my wine while watching my sister and her sensual movements.

   As the next song, "Over My Head", began to play, Jessica continued to
dance while staring at me with a mischievous grin.  She reached down,
grabbed the hem of her t-shirt and pulled it up over her head before
tossing the shirt onto the floor.  All the while I was watching her and she
was watching me as she continued swaying to the music.  Jessica was wearing
a pink bra that matched her panties.  She filled the bra out well, likely a
C-cup. 

   "Damn, you're sexy." I whispered.  "I don't know why some guy, or some
girl, hasn't swept you off your feet."

   Jessica smiled back at me.  "The right lover just hasn't come along."
She said while she continued to dance to the music.

   The next song by Fleetwood Mac, "Sara" began playing and Jessica's dance
movements became more pronounced.  She was now twirling around, swinging
her arms, and swaying to the music.  I was loving watching my sexy sister.
Without missing a beat to the music, she unfastened the button on her hip,
unzipped the skirt, and let it fall off.

   I'm sure my eyes were wide open as I watch my sister dancing sensually
to the music, dressed in only her pink bra and panties.  I finished my
glass of wine and put the empty glass on the end table.  I was so bold as
to whistle at Jessica.  She smiled and winked at me.

   She continued dancing as the next song, "You Make Loving Fun" began. 
She turned away from me and showed me her cute little butt in those skimpy
pink panties.  She reached behind herself and unfastened her bra just
before she turn back around and flung her bra onto the love seat.  She
continued dancing while facing me, in only her panties, allowing me to
stare at her fabulous tits.  My cock was getting hard and I was sure she
could see the bulge in my shorts. 

   Jessica moved closer to me while still swaying to the music.  When the
music stopped, she straddled my legs and then sat down in my lap, facing
me, her panty covered pussy pressed against my hard cock, still inside my
shorts.

   "I love you, brother." she said just before planting a wet kiss on my
mouth.

   I was stunned by her actions.  It was also thrilling and erotic.  But
this was my sister that I was lusting for.

   "I love you also." I replied.

   We stared into each other eyes, attempting to determine what each was
thinking, and what we would allow ourselves to do.  Jessica took my hand
and placed it onto her soft, but firm breast.  God, that felt so wonderful.

   She moaned as we kissed again.  These kisses were becoming more that the
sibling kisses we had shared throughout our lives.  My hand began caressing
her breast, my fingers playing with her hard nipple.  She wiggled her
crotch on my cock and she could likely feel it throbbing.

   We kissed again and our lips parted, our tongues touching, then
exploring the other's mouth. 

   I was in ecstasy.  My heart was pounding.  My thoughts were a jumbled
mess.  All of this felt so incredibly wonderful, to be kissing someone I
loved, and she loved me.  My hand on the flesh of her breast.  Her pussy
and my cock separated by only a few layers of thin material.

   But she was my sister.  I couldn't have sex with my sister.  Could I?

   After what appeared to me several minutes of passionate kissing and
touching, my more rational brain took control.  I gently pushed Jessica
away from me and looked at her.

   "I want to do this.  But I can't.  We can't." I said.

   She looked at me, disappointed, and then nodded her head in agreement.

   "I guess you are right." Jessica said as she backed up, moved off of me,
and turned to pick up her clothes.

   I had a great close-up view of her incredibly sexy ass.

   "Sister, I have to tell you that you are so sexy and you have an
incredible ass." I said, then added.  "You know that if you weren't my
sister, I would be fucking you right here, right now."

   Jessica turned her head, looking over her shoulder at me, allowing me to
still look at her ass.

   "If you weren't my brother," she replied, "I would want you to be doing
exactly that."

   In the days that followed, Jessica often wore only a t-shirt and panties
when just the two of us were home.  No bra.  No shorts.  No skirt.  I think
we both wondered what might happen between us, if this final barrier
stopping us were to fall.  Most nights, as I fell asleep alone in my bed, I
was having thoughts of sex with my sister, and my cock was hard and aching.
These nights, masturbation was common, and my only source of relief.

   - - - - - 

   One afternoon in late June, the air conditioning failed in the office
building where I worked.  We were all told to take the rest of the day off
and go home.  I arrived home about 2 PM, knowing that Jessica would not be
expecting me.  And indeed she wasn't.

   I entered the house, and initially couldn't find my sister.  Then, while
standing in the living room, looking out the window towards the pool, I saw
Jessica.  She was laying face down on the chaise lounge, sunbathing.  I
could clearly see that cute ass of hers.  She was completely naked and her
skin was covered in a sheen, likely a combination of suntan oil and light
perspiration.  She looked so sexy.  I felt my cock twitch in my pants.

   I stood there for several minutes, like a voyeur.  Then, as I was
watching, she turned over onto her back, her naked front side completely
visible.  I could see that her nipples were hard.  It also appeared that
she was unaware that I was home, or watching her.  I backed away from the
window and went upstairs to change into more comfortable clothing.

   While undressing in my bedroom, I thought about joining Jessica by the
pool.  I was naked and decided to look at her again from my upstairs
window, before putting my swimsuit on.

   Jessica was still laying on her backside on the lounger and she was
still naked.  She had spread her legs, allowing her feet to fall off the
sides of the lounger and onto the patio.  I couldn't tell if she could see
me in the upstairs window or not.  As I watched she placed her left hand on
her breast and began playing with her nipple, just as I had done a few days
earlier.  Then she dropped her right hand between her legs and began
running a finger over her pussy lips.  It was the first time that I had
actually seen that she was completely bare down below.  She must have
shaved or waxed all her pubic hair.  I held my cock in my hand and felt it
getting hard.

   I watched as Jessica's hand movements became more intense.  She was
squeezing her tit, and fucking her pussy with her fingers.  Sometimes she
was shoving two or three fingers inside her pussy, and then she would
furiously rub her clit.  She used her feet and legs to hold herself and she
began thrusting her hips upward, as if fucking a lover.  Her head moved
side to side and at times I thought I could hear her moaning.  I began
stroking my cock and I picked up the underwear I had removed in case I
needed to catch my ejaculation.

   I watched and masturbated as Jessica pleasured herself down below on the
patio.  She was finger fucking herself faster and harder, and I could
definitely hear her moans.  Then suddenly she shoved her fingers deep
inside her pussy while she thrust her hips up and held them there.  She
moaned loudly and her body began to shudder.

   I stroked my cock a couple more times and knew I was about to explode. I
swiftly move my underwear to cover the head of my cock just as I had my
orgasm and began spewing my cum.  My body shook and my legs weakened, as if
I was about to collapse.  But I stood there and watched my sister.  Her
orgasm eventually waned and she lowered herself back onto the lounge.  She
pulled her wet fingers out of her pussy and slowly slid them one-by-one
into her mouth and sucked them clean.  Meanwhile I had unloaded a sizable
amount of cum into my underwear.

   I looked back at my sister, and it appeared she was looking at me, with
a smile on her face.  I quickly moved away from the window and decided to
take a shower to cool off and clean up.  After my shower, I dressed in a
t-shirt and shorts and went downstairs.  I could hear the water running in
the guest bathroom, and knew Jessica was also taking a shower.

   A short while later, I was sitting at the breakfast table, drinking a
glass of iced tea, when Jessica came into the kitchen.  She was dressed in
a clean t-shirt and thong panties.

   "Been home long?" She asked as she bent over into the open refrigerator
supposedly to get a drink.  I was enjoying the view of her cute ass in the
tiny thong panties.  I also knew the drink she retrieved was on an upper
shelf.  She had no need to bend over that far and expose herself to me,
other than she wanted to tease me.

   "No, not too long." I replied.  "Did you enjoy the pool?"

   "So you saw me out by the pool?" she quickly asked.  I knew that I had
given myself away.

   "Okay.  Yeah.  I saw you out there." I replied sheepishly.  "Sorry I was
watching you."

   "I'm not." she said as she sashayed out of the room.  "I hope you
enjoyed the show."

   We never again mentioned what happened that afternoon.

   - - - - - 

   The July 4th holiday weekend allowed Jessica and I to spend a long
weekend together.  We had decided that on Saturday we would go to a local
arts festival, a popular summer event in Austin.  We had been there about
an hour looking at various art exhibits when I heard a familiar voice.

   "Ryan!  Is that you?" the female voice said.  "We haven't seen you in
quite a while."

   I turned toward the voice and saw Tiffany and Vincent Taylor, friends
from my swinging past with Lilly.

   "Hello Tiffany.  Hello Vincent.  How are you?" I replied as I extended
my hand.  I wanted to be polite to my dear friends, but I wanted to keep my
swinging past a secret from Jessica.

   "We're doing well." Vincent replied as we shook hands.

   "And who is this lovely lady?" Tiffany asked as she turned to Jessica
with a special gleam in her eye.

   "Jessica.  I'm Jessica Harris." my sister replied as she extended a hand
to Tiffany.

   "Well hello Jessica Harris.  So very nice to meet you." Tiffany said
with some surprise in her voice.

   I immediately knew that we possibly had a problem.  When Tiffany heard
the last name of Harris, she likely assumed that Jessica was my wife.  But
before I could clarify this was my sister, Vincent pulled me back to face
him.

   "Jessica is quite lovely.  Why haven't we heard about her already?"
Vincent asked.

   Before I could answer, Tiffany was already speaking.

   "Ryan, you and Jessica must come over for drinks and some fun tomorrow
night." Tiffany insisted.  "We won't take 'No' for an answer.  Let's say
five o'clock?"

   "Thank you.  We accept." Jessica quickly replied.  "We look forward to
seeing you.  I assume Ryan knows where you live."

   "Don't be silly.  Of course he does." Tiffany said as she gave Jessica a
big hug followed by a quick kiss.  "I know we will have a lot of fun
together tomorrow night."

   I was about to protest when Vincent, who still had my hand in our
handshake grip, spoke.

   "Now Ryan.  You cannot say 'No'.  You know how much Tiffany loves to see
you." Vincent said as he and Tiffany turned to walk away.  "Sorry to be in
a hurry, but we've late for another engagement.  Glad we ran into you and
we look forward to tomorrow.  Be there at five.  Don't be late."

   I was thunderstruck, standing there as Vincent and Tiffany walked away.
How was I going to explain to Jessica that we had to cancel our acceptance
of their invitation for drinks the following evening?

   "Jessica.  There are some things about the Taylor's, and my history with
them, that you need to know." I said this in a firm voice.  "This is
important and we need to talk.  But not here.  Let's go home."

   Jessica looked puzzled, but accepted what I said.  Reluctantly we left
the art festival and headed home. 

   I was unsure inside how this would go down.  I wasn't the type to make
up stories, or tell lies, especially to my sister, so I would just have to
come clean about the swinging sex life that Lilly and I once enjoyed.  I
expected that Jessica would be shocked, but also that she would understand
why we had to cancel on Vincent and Tiffany.

   - - - - - 

   About twenty minutes later Jessica and I were back in our living room,
with all those framed photos of the swinger friends that Lilly and I had
sex with over the past few years.

   "What is all this about?" Jessica asked me.  "You are acting very
strangely."

   "This is a bit difficult for me to explain." I began.  "Lilly and I had
a secret side of our life, something that Vincent and Tiffany were a part
of."

   "You can tell me." Jessica replied.  "It cannot be too terribly bad.  I
doubt you all robbed a bank or anything like that."

   "Oh!  Nothing like that." I began.  "Lilly and I were part of a swingers
group.  We would meet other couples, and if we thought we were compatible,
we would swap spouses and have sex.  Vincent and Tiffany were part of that
swingers group, and Lilly and I had sex with them, actually many times.  I
had sex with Tiffany.  Lilly had sex with Vincent.  And often Lilly had sex
with Tiffany."

   Jessica was looking at me, listening to my every word.  It appeared she
wanted to know more.

   "The swingers group only allows married couples to participate." I
continued.  "So when Lilly died, I lost my membership, so to speak.  But
when you introduced yourself as Jessica Harris, they assumed that you were
my new wife, not my sister.  They likely assumed that I wouldn't marry
anyone unless they also wanted to be part of the swingers scene.  So they
invited you and I over to their home tomorrow not only for drinks, but to
have sex, me with Tiffany, and you with Vincent, and maybe you with
Tiffany. I know that sounds outrageous, but I'm sure that is what they
intend to do tomorrow night.  I suppose I should have known this secret
would eventually get out.  I should have told you earlier."

   Jessica looked at me and smiled.  She stood up and walked over to the
framed photos of the swinger friends from my past hanging on the wall.

   "So these are photos of your swinger friends?" Jessica asked.

   I nodded that she was correct.

   Then Jessica took the photo of Vincent and Tiffany off the wall, turned
it over and looked at the back.

   "And the dates on the back are all the times you and Lilly had sex with
Tiffany and Vincent?" Jessica asked.

   "You are correct." I replied.

   "I've already looked at all of these," Jessica continued, "and I can see
that Vincent and Tiffany must have been your favorites.  You and Lilly had
sex with them more than twice as many times as with any of the other
couples."

   "Uh, yes.  You are probably right about that." I answered, unsure why
she had already looked at the back of all those photos.

   "Well brother." Jessica walked over and looked at me.  "I must admit
that this is not news to me.  I already knew that you and Lilly were
swingers and that you two had sex with all these couples."

   "How did you know that?" I looked at Jessica totally puzzled.

   "Lilly told me about the swingers group, from the time you two attended
the very first 'Meet & Greet' party." Jessica said.  "I already knew that
Tiffany was your favorite.  And I know that Tiffany and many other of these
women thought you were the best lover they ever had.  I expect many of them
are waiting to hear when your membership has been restored."

   "When did Lilly tell you all of this?" Now I was the one that had
questions.

   "Every time Lilly and I had sex, she would tell me about the latest
sexual encounters you two had within your swingers group." Jessica
explained.

   "What?  You had sex with Lilly?" I was dumbfounded.  "More that once?"

   "She never told you?" Jessica replied, visibly shocked.  "She told me
that she was going to tell you about the two of us having sex.  It was the
only sexual affair she had outside of your swinging activities with her."

   "No!  She never told me.  I never knew." I replied.  "How long were the
two of you having sex together?  Was it often?"

   "Oh my brother.  I'm so sorry you didn't know." Jessica replied.  "Lilly
and I first had sex together the night before your wedding.  As you
remember, I was the Maid of Honor.  I planned the bachelorette party for
her for the wedding eve.  All the girls went out to a dance club and we had
a great night.  Later we all ended up back at my place and had more drinks.
Eventually all the others, except Lilly, left and went home.  Lilly had
planned to stay with me, as sometimes happens that a bride spends her last
night as a single with her Maid of Honor.  We had a great time in bed that
night, but we got very little sleep, if you catch my drift.  I've known
since then that Lilly was a fantastic lover.  While I was still living in
Austin, we got together once or twice a month and fucked each other silly.
I think that is why she wanted to try sex with other people.  I suspect the
idea for you two to explore the swinging lifestyle was her idea, wasn't
it?"

   "Oh my God!  You are right." I replied.  "And I felt a bit guilty that
maybe I had forced her into swinging."

   "No, don't feel that way." Jessica continued.  "I know that both of you
really enjoyed the swinging lifestyle and still loved each other very, very
much.  When I moved to Atlanta, I lost maybe my best lover.  Whenever I
came back to Austin to visit, once or twice a year, she and I always found
some time to be together.  We had great sex, and she kept me up-to-date on
the swinging activities you two shared."

   "Oh my God!" I replied.  "I was completely unaware that you knew about
our activities.  And I never knew that the two of you were lovers.  This is
all news to me."

   "Well, don't feel bad that you were keeping secrets from me, because you
weren't." Jessica responded.  "It seems that we were keeping secrets from
you.  I'm sorry that Lilly never told you."

   I had a lot to process.  We sat in silence for several minutes.

   "Lilly told me another thing." Jessica said.  "I wonder if it is true."

   "What is that?" I replied.

   "Lilly told me you were an incredible lover." Jessica began.  "She says
you know how to make love to a woman, how to hold her, touch her, kiss her,
and pleasure her.  She told me you have a really nice large cock, and it
stays hard for a long time, even after you have an orgasm.  Lilly told me
you consistently gave her multiple orgasms.  It was one of the reasons you
were so very popular in your swingers group.  Is all that true, my brother?
Are you an incredible lover?"

   I was embarrassed to discuss my sexual abilities with my sister, but we
were being honest with each other.

   "I suppose I have to admit that all those things you said are true." I
replied.  "I really enjoy sex and I have a somewhat unique ability to
really please all the women."

   "One last thing." Jessica added.  "I suppose you haven't had much sex
since Lilly died.  Don't you want to be with Tiffany again?" Jessica was
blunt in her question.

   "Tiffany was a terrific lover.  Yes, I dream of having sex with her
again." I replied.  "But we can't meet Vincent and Tiffany tomorrow.  I
can't ask you to go there and have sex with Vincent, and maybe Tiffany. 
And we aren't married."

   "But they think we're married." Jessica replied.  "You want to fuck
Tiffany.  I could use a good fuck, and I've heard from Lilly that Vincent
is very good, almost as good a lover as you are.  And If I get some time
with Tiffany, that's even better.  You know I go both ways."

   I was caught off guard that Lilly had told Jessica that I was a great
lover.  Maybe I am, but I didn't want my sister to know that.

   "But you are my sister.  I can't have sex with you." I argued.

   "From what you have said, and what Lilly told me," Jessica began, "at
these swaps, spouses don't have sex with each other.  No one would expect
you and I to have sex.  We would just have sex with others.  See?  No
problem."

   She had a point.  It would be easy to avoid having sex with Jessica if
we were to swap with Vincent and Tiffany.  I had one last concern.

   "I know that Vincent and Tiffany prefer the same-room, same-bed approach
to swinging.  Therefore we would likely be in the same room, on the same
bed, have sex with another person at the same time." I said.  "We would be
watching each other having sex.  I think that would be a weird."

   "Okay.  I agree with that.  It might be a bit weird watching each other
having sex." Jessica agreed.  "But that's a small price to pay if both of
us get to have some great sex.  At least it is in my book."

   "And to look like a married couple, we would have to kiss each other." I
added.

   "I have no problem with that." Jessica replied as she step forward, put
her arms around me and locked me into a full-on, open mouth, sensual kiss.

   Our kiss lasted quite a while.  We both needed the loving and were
comfortable enough with each other to passionately kiss each other.  I was
getting aroused, my cock getting hard.  Jessica could feel my manhood grow
as it was pressed against her belly.  She reached down and took hold of my
hard cock through my shorts.

   "Tomorrow night we will take care of your friend here.  I think he will
get a good fucking." Jessica said with a grin.

   - - - -

   The next evening at five o'clock Jessica and I were at the front door of
Vincent and Tiffany's home, prepared to present ourselves as a married
couple with the hopes of having some fabulous sex.  I was wearing slacks, a
knit sports shirt, and sandals.  Jessica was wearing a really sexy little
black dress and heels.  I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra, and I
wondered if she was even wearing panties.  She appeared eager for some
unbridled sex.

   Within moments we were inside the Taylor's living room.  Drinks were
mandatory.  Hard liquor was the quickest way to settle nerves and loosen
any inhibitions.  We all were drinking bourbon on the rocks, and it was
having the desired effect.

   "So how long have you two been together?" Vincent asked what could have
been an awkward question.

   "Actually we've known each other for many years." Jessica was quick to
answer.  "But only recently, after Lilly's death, did I move back from
Atlanta and reconnect with Ryan."

   "We all miss Lilly." Vincent joined in.  "She was such a wonderful
lover."

   "And Ryan is also a wonderful lover." Tiffany said.  She then turned to
Jessica and added, "But you must know that by now."

   "I've heard he has quite a reputation with your swingers group." Jessica
deflected.

   "So you know about our group.  We are so glad that Ryan found someone
like you that wants to play as we do." Vincent said towards Jessica.  "Tell
us why you were interested in our swingers group."

   "Actually I've known Ryan and Lilly for many years." Jessica began. 
"Lilly confided in me about their swinging lifestyle and how much
incredible sex they had.  After Ryan and I met you yesterday, Ryan told me
about your relationship with him, and likely what you intend for this
evening.  I'm quite eager to try this."

   "So, have you ever done anything like this before?  Ever swap partners?
Ever get involved in group sex?" Tiffany asked.

   "No.  Just one-on-one sex, mostly with a male lover." Jessica then
turned towards Tiffany and added, with a sly smile, "and sometimes with a
female lover."

   "Are you nervous?" Vincent asked.  "We often have the ladies start, then
the guys join in.  Helps everyone get in the mood so to speak before the
real fun begins."

   Jessica smiled and nodded her head.  She appeared ready for this
experience.

   "Ryan, will you refill all our drinks while I put on some music?"
Vincent asked me.  From our past days, when Lilly and I were with Tiffany
and Vincent, I was familiar with Tiffany beginning the activities with my
wife, the two of them dancing, and then stripping together.  It appeared
that Vincent and Tiffany still started things this way.

   When the music started, Tiffany rose, kicked off her shoes, and began
swaying to the music.  She reached out her hand and Jessica rose to join
her, also removing her shoes.  Vincent and I sat, sipped our drinks and
watched the two ladies.

   Jessica and Tiffany appeared very interested in each other, sensually
swaying together, lightly touching each other.  As they danced, they moved
closer to each other, holding each other's hands.  Their eyes were locked
upon one another, almost as if they were alone in the room.  There was a
silent communication between the two women, using the touch of each other,
and the responses in their eyes to judge what each wanted, and was willing
to do.

   Vincent and I watched as Tiffany and Jessica pulled together in an
embrace, their faces so close together.  Without a word ever being spoken,
they both closed their eyes as their lips met in a gentle kiss.  They
continued to hold each other, their bodies still moving in a sensual way to
the music.  Their lips parted, tongues feeling out the other, as the kiss
became more passionate.

   Vincent leaned over closer to me and whispered, "You know I always loved
Lilly, but it appears that Jessica is even hotter.  Tonight should be loads
of fun."

   We returned our attention to the two ladies just as they both began to
unzip the other's dress.  Jessica's little black dress and Tiffany's long
red dress hit the floor at the same time, pooling around their feet.  Both
were now dressed in only their panties.  Neither had been wearing a bra. 
Jessica wore a black thong which matched her black dress.  Likewise,
Tiffany wore a tiny red G-string thong that matched her red dress.  As they
resumed their passionate kiss, their near-identical C-cup breasts pressed
together.

   The heat from their erotic actions was rising.  I could feel my cock
swelling within my pants and I had to adjust myself, giving my cock room to
grow.  Out of my side view, I could see Vincent making a similar
adjustment.

   As the ladies continued their sexual dance, their hands wandered over
the other's body, caressing shoulders, arms, sides, and hips.  It really
was an erotic event to watch.  Jessica was the first to put a hand on
Tiffany's breast, and soon Tiffany's hand was caressing Jessica's breast.
They continued their kissing and swaying sensually to the music as the
arousal grew within each.  Tiffany's hand slid down Jessica's front and
over her thong, cupping her pussy.

   "You are already wet." Tiffany said in a sultry voice.  "I have to admit
that I am also very wet."

   Jessica stopped moving as Tiffany was fingering her through her damp
thong.

   "Let's take this to the bedroom." Jessica said.  "That's where we will
play, right?"

   Tiffany flashed a big grin, put her arm around Jessica's waist and led
her towards the bedroom.  Vincent and I quickly finished our drinks and
followed the women.

   By the time Vincent and I arrived in the master bedroom, the bed had
been stripped of the covers, leaving only the fitted bottom sheet.  Jessica
was laying on her back with Tiffany partially next to her, and partially on
top of her.  They had resumed their passionate kissing.

   There were two easy chairs near the foot of the bed.  Vincent indicated
for me to have a seat as he also sat down.  For a while we would watch.  I
began removing my clothes, as did Vincent.

   Tiffany had risen up on her knees and was quickly pulling off Jessica's
thong.  I realized that Tiffany had already removed her G-string which was
laying on the floor.

   In the art of making love, Tiffany decided to skip some steps, such as
caressing and kissing Jessica's breasts, and she moved quickly to the first
main event.  Within moments, Tiffany's head was between Jessica's legs. 
The sounds of wet, sloppy oral sex were easy to hear.

   "Oh God YES!" Jessica exclaimed loudly as she raised her knees and
spread her legs even more to improve Tiffany's access to her slit.  "Yes!
Yes!  Yes!  Eat my pussy!  Lick my clit!  Oh YES, YES, YES!" Jessica
continued to vocalize how horny she was and how good Tiffany's oral
ministrations were.

   This situation was a bit surreal for me.  I had never witnessed my
sister having sex with another person.  I had only seen her masturbate that
one time out beside the pool.  This was very different, so close, and
somewhat more personal.  She knew I was close-by and watching, soon to be
participating.  I never expected her to be so vocal, and obviously craving
sexual stimulation.  I had seen Lilly and Tiffany making love, and Lilly
was never this vocal.

   Tiffany was also obviously horny.  In addition to eating Jessica's pussy
with gusto, Tiffany was also fingering her own pussy.  From both females,
the strong odor of aroused pussy was very evident, and was making me very
horny.  I wondered when and how Vincent and I would become involved in
this.

   I looked towards Vincent and he gave me a 'Wait' signal, which was very
well timed as things changed quickly.

   Jessica was getting close to her orgasm.  She was even more vocal, she
grasped Tiffany's head and was bucking her hips into her lover's face.

   "Oh fuck!  Oh Fuck!  OH FUCK!" Jessica was nearly screaming as she
bucked her hips into Tiffany's face.  Tiffany kept licking Jessica's pussy
with all the vigor she could.

   "OH MY FUCKING GOD!" Jessica screamed as her orgasm hit.  She took
Tiffany's head into a vise grip and held it still as Jessica's body
shuddered and she gasped for air.  "Oh God!  Oh God!  Oh God!" she kept
moaning.

   Jessica's orgasm peaked and her tense body collapsed onto the bed, while
letting go of Tiffany's head.  Her breathing continued heavy as she
recovered from an intense orgasm.  It had been incredible to watch.  I had
only witnessed such an orgasm from Lilly a few times.  I wondered if this
was normal for Jessica, or something very special for her.

   Tiffany backed away from Jessica's swollen, wet pussy, and she sat back
on her heels.  Tiffany's face was covered in Jessica's pussy fluids, and
the broad smile on Tiffany's face indicated that she was loving it. 
Vincent and I were watching in amazement.  My cock was leaking pre-cum and
I was sure that Vincent's cock was doing the same.

   For several moments we all remained quiet, looking at each other, but
mostly at Jessica's pussy.  I couldn't believe that I had witnessed such
behavior from my sister.

   And then things changed again.  Jessica stretched out her arms to
Tiffany in an invitation to hug and kiss.  Tiffany responded by leaning
over on top of Jessica and then kissing, a more gentle, loving kiss.  It
appeared that Jessica didn't mind that Tiffany's mouth was covered in her
own pussy fluids.  Maybe the taste of herself just made it much more
erotic.

   Vincent and I continued to watch as the two ladies lay next to each
other, hugging and kissing.  Maybe soon he and I would be getting involved.
But not yet.

   Jessica wrapped her arms around Tiffany in a tight hug and rolled them
over so that Jessica was now on top of Tiffany.

   "My turn to pleasure you." Jessica said in a sultry voice as she began
to kiss her way down the front of Tiffany's body.  Tiffany already had hard
nipples standing out, and Jessica's mouth soon latched upon one, and then
the other.  As she sucked on one of Tiffany's nipples, Jessica was pinching
Tiffany's other nipple.  Very quickly Tiffany was moaning in pleasure.

   "Yes!  Yes!  Yes!" Tiffany was saying in a soft voice as she ran her
fingers through Jessica's hair.

   Jessica continued southward, soon arriving at Tiffany's shaved-smooth
pussy which was already wet from her own fingering earlier.  Soon Jessica
was kneeling between Tiffany's legs while eagerly licking Tiffany's pussy.

   "Oh Yes!  Oh Yes!" Tiffany was muttering as she was becoming more
aroused.

   Vincent and I watched with great interest, and hard cocks, as Jessica
was eating Tiffany's pussy.  Then Jessica upped the game as she slid a
finger inside Tiffany's slit, followed by a second and then a third finger.
She continued to lick Tiffany's clit while finger fucking her hard.

   "Oh my God!  That feels so fucking good!" Tiffany exclaimed as Jessica
continued pleasuring her lover.

   Jessica looked back over her shoulder at Vincent.  She spread her knees
as much as she could between Tiffany's legs, wiggled her ass just a bit and
said, "Fuck me Vincent."

   Vincent need no further instructions as he moved onto the foot of the
bed, knelt behind Jessica and slid his hard cock slowly into her waiting,
wet pussy.  He was watching Jessica eat his wife's pussy, and he was
watching his wife's expressions from all the sexual activity.

   "Fuck her Vincent!" Tiffany told her husband.  "Fuck her as good as she
is fucking me."

   I was feeling a bit left out so I stood and walked to the side of the
bed.  Tiffany motioned me forward, as I hope she would.  I knelt on the
side of the bed and leaned over her.  Tiffany turned her head and took my
cock into her mouth. 

   I just loved the way Tiffany sucked my cock, something I hadn't felt in
about a year.  I was finally back in the game and it felt so good.

   We continued on for several minutes.  Vincent was fucking Jessica from
behind, while Jessica was eating and finger fucking Tiffany's pussy, all
the while that Tiffany was sucking my cock.  I was mostly watching my
sister and enjoying the pleasure.  I never expected Jessica to be so
naughty.  And then she became more so.

   While I was watching, Jessica raised her head and smiled at me, her face
covered in Tiffany's fluids.  Jessica turned back towards Vincent and said,
"Fuck me Vincent.  Fuck me really hard.  I won't break.  Make me cum."

   Vincent put a firm grip on Jessica's hips and immediately began slamming
his cock into her pussy, as I had seen him do to Lilly several times in the
past.  Such intense fucking always gave Lilly an orgasm within a minute or
so. 

   Jessica resumed eating and fucking Tiffany's pussy with great abandon.
The sexual intensity rose quickly for all of us.  Vincent's energy was
feeding all of us.  He was plowing into Jessica hard and fast.  His
endurance appeared endless as he fucked her hard for several minutes.  I
could sense that the other three of us were getting close to our own
orgasms. 

   Tiffany became more focused on her own orgasm, and less involved in
sucking my cock.  I pulled my cock out of her mouth and sat down next to
her, kissing her tenderly and running my hand over her breasts,
occasionally pinching her nipples.

   Jessica, sensing that Tiffany was close to the edge, redoubled her
actions which had the intended effect.  Tiffany's orgasm hit her hard and
she screamed.

   "FUCK!  FUCK!  FUCK!" Tiffany kept repeating as her orgasm caused her
body to shake, Jessica still between her legs.

   Vincent was tiring from the intense pounding he had been giving Jessica,
and he was distracted a bit as he watched his wife have an orgasm.  Jessica
surprised me again.  She backed away from Tiffany and twisted away from
Vincent's cock.

   "Lay on the bed next to your wife." Jessica commanded Vincent.  "My turn
to fuck you."

   I was holding and kissing Tiffany in a loving way as her orgasm began to
recede.  I watched as Vincent laid on his back, his hard cock pointing up
into the air.  Jessica straddled him in a cowgirl position and lowered
herself down upon his cock.  She then began rocking her hips front to back,
slowly riding his cock.  But all the while she was staring at me.  Then I
heard Tiffany's voice.

   "Ryan.  I need a cock.  Fuck me." Tiffany said in a firm voice.

   I moved on top of Tiffany, between her legs.  Slowly I pushed my larger
than average cock into her as I held her legs up over her shoulders.

   "Oh Ryan.  That feels so wonderful." Tiffany was saying.  "I've waited
so long to again feel you fill me like only you do."

   Again this felt so very surreal.  Vincent and his wife Tiffany were
laying on their backs, side-by-side.  I was up on my knees, over Tiffany,
my cock buried deep inside her pussy.  Next to me, just inches away, was my
sister Jessica riding Vincent's cock. 

   We continued on like this for five minutes or more.  I had started slow
with Tiffany and was slowly building speed and force in the thrusts of my
cock into her.  Likewise, next to me, Jessica had beginning rocking faster
on Vincent's cock.

   Tiffany had already had one orgasm and was very aroused.  It didn't take
her long to cum again.  She came suddenly and hard. 

   "Ryan, I'm cumming!" Tiffany screamed.  Her pussy was clenching my cock
incredibly hard.  Her body was shuddering underneath me.  She turned her
head and shared a long deep kiss with her husband.

   It had been so long since I last had sex this great, I also came
quickly. 

   "Argh!" I let out a cry and threw my head back as I began to pump a
pent-up load of my cum into Tiffany.

   "Oh Fuck Ryan!" Tiffany exclaimed, having been caught off-guard by my
sudden orgasm.  "That's one quick hot load of cum."

   "Don't worry.  I got more." I replied while taking a quick breather.  I
sat back on my heels while my cock slid out of her.  Meanwhile Jessica was
still rocking back and forth on Vincent's cock.

   "Turn over, Tiffany." I said to my lover.  "I want to do doggy."

   Tiffany grinned up at me, realizing that I still had my old mojo and my
cock was still hard.  She quickly flipped over onto her elbows and knees,
her beautiful backside towards me.  She resumed kissing her husband while I
slid my cock back into her very wet and sloppy pussy.  I immediately began
pounding her pussy with long deep strokes.

   Jessica turned towards me.

   "Didn't you both just cum?  How are you fucking her again?  Jessica
asked me without skipping a beat.

   "I guess . . .  it is a gift." I replied between thrusts and gasps for
breath.  "I can cum, . . .  hard . . .  and keep my erection . . .  and
keep making love."

   I was suddenly feeling different feelings about my sister.  Here we
were, side by side, each fucking another person while we carried on a
conversation about sex.  I struggled to maintain my focus on my cock inside
Tiffany's hot pussy.  While thrusting into Tiffany, I took the liberty with
one hand to reach over and squeeze my sister's tit.

   Jessica howled.  For an instant I thought I hurt her.  Then I realized
that I had triggered her orgasm.

   "F U C K I N G . . . .  Y E S!" Jessica let out a long yell. 

   I still had hold of her tit and could feel her body trembling while her
orgasm continued.  It was another unexpected experience with my sister.

   Suddenly Vincent flipped Jessica over so that he was on top of her in
missionary position.  He began banging her pussy hard and fast.  Jessica
was pleasantly caught by surprise and was squealing in pleasure.  I was
familiar with Vincent's techniques and knew he had moved into his 'A' game.
With Lilly, he often had her begging him to stop, while all the time loving
the intense pleasure, pain, and exhaustion.

   I stepped things up with Tiffany, gripping her hips as I pounded her
slippery wet hole.  She quickly orgasmed again, but I kept pounding away in
her.

   "Oh Fuck Ryan." Tiffany was pleading.  "You are still a fucking
machine."

   I had played this game with Tiffany before.  We both loved it.

   "Just tell me Tiff when you really want me to stop." I told her while
fucking her as hard as I could.  I felt I was finally fully back in the
action and it felt fantastic.  I was so glad that my return to swinging was
with Tiffany.  We knew each other so well.

   Tiffany buried her head into the bed, crying in pleasure and pain.  I
knew that she knew how to bring this to a close.  So I continued on.

   Meanwhile Jessica and Vincent will really going at it.  I wondered if
she had ever before had sex this intense.  I could look down upon her next
to me and see the intensity in her face.  Her eyes were shut tight and
tears were streaming down her cheeks.  She was gasping for air.

   "You're a fucking god Vincent!  Fuck me!  FUCK ME!" Jessica was
screaming. 

   Tiffany had reached her limit.  Her cunt suddenly clamped tight around
my cock.  She screamed and her body was trembling hard.  I could feel her
orgasm pulse in her pussy which was gripping my cock.

   I had my second orgasm.  My body was tingling incredibly hard.  I froze
in place and then I erupted, shooting jet after jet of hot cum into her.  I
couldn't remember when I had unloaded so much cum at one time into one
pussy.  Tiffany collapsed face-first onto the bed.

   Next to me, Vincent and Jessica orgasmed at the same time, shouting out
their shared ecstasy. 

   "Oh god, Vincent!" Jessica cried out.  "Is that a fire hose you have?

   Vincent was holding himself up, his body above Jessica's.  I could see
his buttock's clench as his cock shot load after load of his cum into her.
I had heard from other women that he and I came far more than any other
lovers.  So I expected that Jessica had never felt so much cum at one time.

   Vincent and I both pulled out of our respective lovers and sat back. 
Jessica was laying on her back next to Tiffany who was laying on her
stomach.  What happened next surprised me, several ways.

   Tiffany leaned over close to Jessica.

   "Vincent cums a lot, doesn't he?" Tiffany asked Jessica.  "If you will
allow, I would love to eat Vincent's cum out of your pussy.  But only if
you will let me."

   In response, Jessica whispered something into Tiffany's ear which I
could not hear.  Whatever was said took Tiffany by surprise, a pleasant
surprise as Tiffany grinned while she moved into a '69' position over
Jessica.  Tiffany immediately dove into Jessica's pussy, lapping up the hot
cum leaking out of her crack.

   I move around behind Tiffany so that I could watch Jessica eating
Tiffany's pussy.  I was surprised to see Jessica laying there, open
mouthed, allowing my cum to slide out of Tiffany's pussy which was being
held a few inches above Jessica's mouth.  Tiffany was clenching her vaginal
muscles to force globs of cum out of her slit and into Jessica's mouth. 
Jessica was looking up at me with a devilish look in her eyes.

   'Fuck' I thought to myself.  My sister wanted me to watch her eat my
cum. What a naughty girl!

   As I watched, Jessica raised her head up so that she could insert her
tongue into Tiffany's pussy and scoop out another load of my cum.  Jessica
then lowered her head, all the while keeping her eyes on my eyes.  She
opened her mouth and let me see my cum covering her tongue.  Her tongue
played with my cum, and then she swallowed it.  As I stared in amazement,
Jessica repeated this process of 'scoop cum, display cum, play with cum,
and then swallow cum', three more times.

   When she was finished eating my cum, Jessica looked into my eyes and
said, "Ryan, did you enjoy watching me eat your delicious cum?"

   I smiled back at her, not knowing how to answer her.  What she had done
was so erotic, but she was my sister.  How do I react?

   Tiffany turned her head back towards Jessica.  "I'm finished on this
end. Are you finished?"

   "Yeah.  I'm finished.  Loved it." Jessica replied.

   Tiffany moved over and sat next to her husband.  They hugged and kissed
each other.

   Jessica sat up next to me.  We looked into each other's eyes and paused,
wondering what we would do.  I knew I wanted to kiss her, so I did just
that.  I pulled her next to me and I kissed my sister.  We shared an
erotic, sensual kiss.  I could taste my cum on her tongue.  Somehow it felt
so right.

   We broke our kiss to see Tiffany dropping to her knees in front of
Vincent and she proceed to lick and suck his cock clean.  Jessica had that
devilish look in her eyes again.  While maintaining eye contact with me,
she lowered herself down onto her knees between my legs and began licking
and sucking my cock.  I flinched.  I couldn't believe my sister was sucking
my cock.  But she was so gentle and it felt so incredible.  I closed my
eyes and just enjoyed the pleasure she gave me.

   When she finished, Jessica rose up and we kissed again.

   "Thank you." I whispered to her, as if afraid to acknowledge what she
had done for me.

   "I'm going to clean up." Tiffany said as she got up and stumbled towards
the bathroom.

   "I'm coming with you." Jessica replied as she got up and followed
Tiffany.

   Vincent and I looked at each other.

   "Didn't I tell you tonight would be loads of fun?" Vincent said.  "That
is an incredible woman you have there."

   I nodded in agreement.  It had been an incredible session of sex.  And
all the more incredible because my sister, Jessica, had participated with
me.  I couldn't believe it.

   Vincent and I put our clothes back on and walked back out to the living
room.  He picked up the two dresses on the floor and took those back to the
bedroom.  I fetched bottles of water from the kitchen to help each of us
re-hydrate. 

   The two ladies returned, wearing their dresses, and they sat with us. 
For a moment it was almost as if nothing had happened in the bedroom the
past hour.  But the discussion quickly turned to our sexcapades. 

   "So, Jessica," Vincent addressed my sister.  "Did you enjoy yourself?"

   "Oh yes!" Jessica replied with some enthusiasm.  "That was far more
incredible than I expected.  And both of you are incredible lovers.  Maybe
the best orgasms I've ever had."

   "Glad you enjoyed that." Vincent continued.  "So if we invite you back,
you would come again?"

   "Absolutely!" Jessica replied.  Then with a sly grin on her face,
knowing the double meaning of what she was about to say, she added, "I
would cum again and again."

   We all chuckled at the double entendre.  Tiffany then turned to me.

   "So Ryan, have you and Jessica been having sex?" Tiffany asked.  There
was an awkward moment of silence and then she continued.  "There at the end
it appeared that you were hesitant to have your sister suck your cock."

   "What?" I exclaimed.

   "Ryan, we know that Jessica is your sister." Tiffany said.

   "How?" I asked.

   "Lilly told me a few years ago about your sister Jessica." Tiffany
continued.  "She told me she was having sex with Jessica and that Jessica
was a great lover.  Lilly told me that she told Jessica about our swingers
group, and Jessica was interested in joining.  The problem was that she was
single, and we all know the group only allows couples."

   "So you also knew that Lilly and Jessica were having sex?" Again I was
shocked at the revelations.  "I didn't know until Jessica told me a week
ago or so."

   "You didn't know?" Tiffany asked.  She also appeared surprised that I
didn't know.

   I just shook my head 'No'.  Again there was an awkward moment of
silence.

   "To answer your question," Jessica jumped into the conversation, "Ryan
and I haven't had sex.  Tonight when I sucked his cock was the closest
we've ever come to having sex with each other.  And yes, I was regularly
having sex with Lilly for several years, until I moved to Atlanta.  After
that she and I had sex only when I came back for a visit.  Lilly said she
would tell Ryan about our relationship as it was the only sex she had
outside of marriage, other than with the swingers group which they did
together.  I too was shocked recently when I learned Lilly never told him."

   "Just to be clear," Tiffany added, "We're not implying that we
disapprove of siblings having sex.  When Vincent's sister and her husband
come to visit us, he fucks his sister all weekend while I fuck her husband.
We understand there is something special about siblings making love with
each other.  Just saying."

   "Regardless of whether you two have sex with each other," Vincent added,
"we would love to have you as active members of the swingers group."

   "Would we be welcomed?  We wouldn't be a married couple." I asked,
wondering if Jessica and I could participate in the group.

   "I suspect some already know that Jessica is your sister." Tiffany
responded.  "I doubt they will have a problem with you two participating as
a couple.  I can discuss it with those that might have a concern and
convince them that the group really needs both of you."

   "That would be great." exclaimed Jessica. 

   I was a bit surprised by her enthusiasm about joining the swingers
group. I was also very happy at the prospect.

   - - - - - 

   Both of us were fairly quiet on the drive home that night.  I knew I had
a lot to consider, and I suspected that Jessica did as well.

   After we arrived home, I poured each of a glass of wine and we sat in
the living room.

   "I'll ask a different version of the question Vincent asked you." I
began our discussion.  "Were the activities of the evening what you
expected?  What you hoped for?"

   "Certainly more than I expected." Jessica responded.  "The sex was
unbelievable.  I've never experienced a cock like Vincent's.  He was
fantastic.  I do hope we will continue to see them and others in the
swingers group."

   Jessica paused a moment, lowering her eyes to the floor, as if she was
considering what else she would say to me.  She then raised her head and I
could again see that mischievous expression she sometimes has.

   "If you haven't already guessed," Jessica began, "I could be considered
an oral slut.  I love oral sex.  I love sucking cock.  I love eating pussy.
I love it all wet and messy.  I love eating male cum.  I love eating female
cum.  As you have witnessed, I love eating male cum from a messy pussy. 
And, of course, I love having my pussy eaten orally or fucked with a cock,
a real cock or a strap-on cock.  Fuck!  I love sex all sorts of ways."

   Again she paused, then continued.  "I hope you don't think less of me."

   I wrapped my arms around my sister and gave her a big hug.  Soon we were
sharing a passionate open-mouth kiss.

   "I don't think less of you." I said.  "How could I?  I also love sex
many ways, although possibly not as many ways as you do.  I am excited that
because of you, I may be returning to the swingers group and we can
experience a lot of sex with many different people."

   She looked at me with what I thought was a 'longing for you' look in her
eyes.  I thought she was about to say or ask something else, but she
quickly turned away.

   "It's been a long night." Jessica said.  "I need to go to bed."

   Jessica turned and left the room, heading upstairs to her bedroom.  I
picked up the empty wine glasses and took them to the kitchen.  I turn out
the lights and headed to my own bedroom.

   A short while later I was naked, lying in my bed, trying to fall asleep.
Physically I was very tired, but mentally I was wide awake.  I couldn't
stop thinking about the great sex I had that night, or the sights of
Jessica having sex with Vincent and Tiffany.  I wondered how it would feel
to have sex with Jessica, to be fucking her, eating her pussy, or having
her suck my cock, again.  Was it possible that she also wants to have sex
with me?  Was that the question she didn't ask tonight?

   Eventually I fell asleep, thoughts of sex filling my head, and my cock
hard as a rock.

   - - - - - 

   The next morning I slept in later than usual.  It was the holiday
weekend and I was in no rush to get out of bed as I wasn't going to work
that day.

   I was only partially awake when Jessica entered my bedroom, completely
naked, and slid into bed next to me on my left side, her arms around me. 
Before saying a word, she kissed me.

   "Good morning brother." she said in her soft, sultry voice.

   "Good morning my sister." I replied.  "This is different.  What's up?"

   "I've been thinking all night about us." she began.  "I know I love you.
I know you love me.  I love sex, and you love sex.  So I wonder why we
aren't having sex together?"

   "Brothers and sisters just aren't supposed to have sex." I replied, even
if I didn't fully believe that myself.

   "I understand the genetic thing." Jessica replied.  "If we had a baby,
it would be more at risk of genetic problems.  But I'm on the Pill and have
no plans now to have a baby.  And I cannot think of any other reason we
can't have sex.  And then last night we learned that Vincent is fucking his
sister.  And they are cool with that."

   Jessica cuddled up closer to me.  She wrapped her hand around my cock,
just holding it.

   "Don't you want to fuck your hot, horny, slutty sister?" Jessica asked
in no uncertain terms.

   The dam had broken between us.  There was no reason stopping us and I
knew that.

   I rolled to my left side, facing her.  My left arm wrapped behind her,
holding her.  My right knee went between her legs, my thigh pressed up
against her pussy.  My right hand found her left breast and I gently
caressed her.  I stared into her eyes.

   "Yes I want to fuck you." I said in reply.  We passionately began
kissing.  I had never felt anything so exhilarating before.

   We held a tight embrace as we kissed and groped each other's flesh.  We
rolled around the bed, sometimes side-by-side, sometimes I was on top of
her, sometimes she was on top of me.  All the while we were kissing very
passionately, liked I had never kissed her before.  We were no longer just
siblings.  We were becoming lovers. 

   Eventually we paused to catch our breath.  Jessica was laying on top of
me, that devilish look on her face.

   "Last night you took the opportunity to suck my cock." I began.  "It's
my turn to eat you pussy."

   "Your wish is my command." Jessica replied as she quickly turned around,
putting us into a '69'.  She sat down on my face, her pussy already wet
with her fluids.  "I assume it is okay for me to suck your cock while you
eat my pussy."

   Jessica didn't wait for my reply before sucking my cock head into her
mouth.  I was in double heaven.  Her warm wet soft lips wrapped around my
cock, and her hot wet pussy planted on my mouth.  I shoved my tongue deep
into her gash and tasted her sweet fluids.  She moaned in pleasure.

   We licked and sucked on each other for the better part of ten minutes,
loving every moment.  My jaw and tongue were getting tired, as I suspected
that hers were as well.  I reached around her ass with my right hand and
shoved three fingers into her pussy.  She squealed in pleasure as I finger
fucked her while licking her clit.  Soon she was pressing down harder upon
my face and I could hear her heavy breathing, soon becoming gasps for air.

   "Oh fuck, Ryan.  You're going to make me cum." She said as she took a
break from sucking my cock.

   I nibbled her clit which set her off.  She screamed and her whole body
started shaking as her orgasm hit.  Fluids flooded out of her pussy and I
drank and swallowed all that I could.  My face was covered in her female
cum.  And I loved it.

   Jessica laid on top of me letting her orgasm continue and then slowly
subside.  She came down from her sexual high and rolled off of me, kneeling
next to me.

   "If that is what your tongue can do to me," she began.  She took my hard
cock in her hand, as if showing it to me.  "I want to feel what this big
boy will do to me."

   Before I could say 'Climb aboard.' she had swung her leg over my body,
straddling me in a cowgirl position.  She rose up, pointed the head of my
cock at her opening, and slowly began to impale herself on me. 

   "Oh Fuck!  That's big!" she exclaimed as my cock stretched her open.

   My cock was not a monster cock.  I knew there were larger cocks than
mine.  But mine was above average, about 8 inches long and almost two
inches in diameter.  The girth is what the women felt as I entered them.

   Jessica leaned forward and braced herself by putting her hands on my
chest.  She was bouncing her ass, pushing a bit further down on my cock
with each bounce.  It took a minute or so, but she finally bottomed out,
her ass on my lap, my cock buried fully inside her.  We stayed still, just
experiencing the feeling.  She felt tight and warm to me, but not so tight
that she wouldn't be able to move some.

   "I've only felt this full once before." Jessica said.  "And that was
with a mammoth dildo my girl friend gave me as a gag gift.  She bet I
couldn't take it all in.  She should have known I always take a dare.  It
nearly split me open, but I got it all inside me.  But never again.  It
hurt too much."

   "So am I hurting you now?" I asked.

   "No.  This just feels incredible." She replied as she smiled at me. 
"It's tight.  I'm full.  It tingles, maybe a slight bit painful, but I'm
feeling waves of pleasure, overriding any pain or discomfort."

   Jessica closed her eyes and sighed.  I could sense her body relaxing,
and I could also feel her pussy adjusting to the size of my cock.  Her
pussy was accommodating me, and I knew she could feel that also.

   "I just can't explain how good this is now feeling." She said.

   Jessica sat upright on me and let her arms hang down by her sides.  She
slow began rocking forward and backward on my cock, shifting the pressure
points inside her vagina.

   "Ohhhhhh.  Feels so good." She repeated.

   I reached up and placed my hands on her breasts, softly holding them. 
She placed her hands over my hands, holding my hands on her tits, even
pressing them a bit firmer against herself.  I was enjoying watching as she
took control of her own pleasure.  I figured that a while later I would be
in a different position, pounding her pussy with my cock.  But, for now,
she was controlling how we had sex, and how her pussy accommodated to the
size of my cock.

   She continued the forward and back rocking motion.  I could tell that
her fluids were flowing, providing more lubrication, and that her muscles
were relaxing.  Soon, with each forward motion, Jessica was lifting up a
bit, maybe an inch or so of my cock coming out, only to be shoved back
inside her on the backward rock of her body.

   "Enjoying yourself?" I asked, knowing the answer.

   "Fuck, Yeah!" she replied.  "I hope you're not planning on doing
anything else today.  We may be doing this all day."

   I felt she was exaggerating.  She likely didn't have that amount of
stamina.  But I had the time to give it a shot.  It was feeling great for
me as well.

   Jessica continued rocking, back and forth.  She was slowly building
speed, and soon my cock was sliding out and back in two inches or more.  I
don't know if the term 'fucking' implies a certain amount of in-and-out
action, but I felt we were getting close to that point.

   All this time Jessica had been on her knees.  The initial rocking had
all been done by hip rotations.  Then she began to lift off of me by moving
forward, pivoting on her knees.  But she was ready to try something
different.  She re-positioned her legs so that she was now squatting over
me, balanced on the balls of her feet.  We interlocked our fingers, my
hands raised up above my shoulders, and she held her arms out in front of
her, using me to balance herself.  In this position she could use her legs
to raise and lower herself on my cock.

   Very soon she was moving up and down on me, six inches or more of my
cock coming out, only to have her drop back down on me, shoving me so deep
inside her I could feel the barrier of her cervix.  With each plunge of my
cock into her, she let out a groan.  Her breath was quickening and a slight
sheen of perspiration was appearing on her flesh.  She was beginning a
workout, and she was loving it.

   "This feels so fucking good." She said.  "I can't believe we hadn't done
this sooner."

   My cock was beginning to ache in a very good way.  I wasn't that
concerned about premature ejaculation as I knew my cock could stay hard and
we could continue fucking.  I did want to time each of my ejaculations to
maximize the effect upon Jessica.  But I knew I likely could only have two,
maybe three orgasms.

   Jessica picked up the action, moving up and down faster and faster,
dropping down on my cock harder and harder.  She was squeezing my hands
harder as the intensity of her experience was rising.  She closed her eyes
and she yet her head fall backward or sideways.  Up and down.  Up and down
she continued.

   "Oh god.  Oh god." she started to repeat.

   I sensed that her orgasm was approaching, her second of the day.  I was
just a spectator, letting her control the action.

   "Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh." She kept repeating quickly as she bounced even faster
upon my cock.

   Then suddenly she froze.  She squeezed my hands really hard.  Her
vaginal muscles clenched my cock.  I could feel the pulsations inside her
vagina, squeezing me.  She stopped breathing for a moment then screamed out
in her loudest voice,

   "OH FUCK!"

   Jessica fell forward, collapsing onto my chest.  She was breathing hard
and her body was trembling.

   "oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck" she was now repeating softly and very
rapidly.  This orgasm lasted more than a minute.  Then she finally calmed
down.

   "Jesus.  That was INTENSE!" she told me.

   "Are you doing okay?" I asked in a supportive voice.

   "I can't believe that after those two orgasms, I'm still horny." she
replied, puzzled by her condition.  "My cunt needs more, a lot more."

   "I can help with that." I answered.  I knew she was physically drained,
so it was time for me to get busy.

   I wrapped my arms around my sister and kissed her as I rolled us over,
her on the bottom and I on top of her.  My cock was still hard, and still
buried in her pussy.  Jessica laid there, mostly exhausted and limp.  She
did manage to spread her legs and raise her knees, giving me a better angle
to pump my cock into her.  I lifted myself up on my arms, as if doing a
push-up over my sister.

   "I can't believe that you are still hard as a rock." Jessica said in
amazement.

   "I can't believe that I'm fucking my sister." I replied with a chuckle.

   "I think we need to make up for lost time." Jessica said with the
devilish look on her face.

   "I think that is a great idea." I replied as I began to push my cock in
and out of her hot, wet, pussy.

   Jessica's pussy was a great fit for my cock.  Snug, but not too tight. I
could slide in and out of her, but there was enough friction to make it
very pleasurable.

   "Your pussy fits my cock very well." I said as I looked down into her
eyes.

   "When I'm this horny, it's not a pussy.  It's my CUNT!" Jessica said,
putting an exclamation on the word 'cunt'.  "Now FUCK MY CUNT!" she
demanded.

   Jessica drew her knees up higher, lifting her feet off the bed.  This
motion caused her hips to swivel, opening herself up to me even more.  It
was obvious she wanted a serious fucking and that is what I intended to
give her.

   I hooked my arms under her legs and pushed them up over her shoulders,
folding her in half.

   "If you want a hard fucking, I'll give you a hard fucking." I told her
as I started thrusting my cock into her hard and deep.

   Jessica squealed in delight.  "Oh YES!  Oh YES!"

   I maintained a quick pace of thrusting and withdrawing my cock from her
cunt.  We both were breathing hard, grunting and groaning.

   "Fuck!  Fuck!  Fuck!" I muttered, timed with each thrust.

   "Oh God!  Oh God!  Oh God!" she replied in rhythm.

   I could feel the effects of a release of my endorphins, creating a sense
of euphoria in my body.  This was feeling soooo fucking good.  We continued
on for several minutes.  Each thrust of my cock now was hitting bottom
inside her.  We both groaned each time I filled her cunt.  "Uh, Uh, Uh."

   "Oh god!  Oh God!  OH GOD!" the pitch and loudness of Jessica's voice
was rising.  Her next orgasm would be soon.

   "Come on Jessica.  Cum for me." I urged her on.

   "Cum with me Ryan." she replied.  "I want to feel your hot cum flood my
cunt." 

   I leaned forward a bit more over Jessica.  This increased the friction
of my cock close to her clit.  I went into overdrive pounding away inside
her.

   Our orgasms were almost simultaneous.  I felt my cock swell, my balls
draw up, and I exploded just as she screamed out her own orgasm.  I shoved
my cock into her as far as I could and held it there.

   "OH FUCK!  I'M CUMMING!" she screamed as her body began to shake and her
cunt clenched my cock.

   "FUCK!" I screamed as my cock began jetting big loads of my hot sticky
cum deep inside her.

   She could feel my cum explosions in her vagina.  "OH FUCK, RYAN! 
THAT'S...THAT'S..." and she couldn't finish the sentence as she had a loss
of words.

   Jessica's hands gripped my shoulders.  She locked her legs behind my
ass. Her body shook in an intense orgasm, as her eyes rolled back in her
head.  I was sure she could feel my cum overflowing her cunt and sliding
down over her anus.

   We stayed locked in this position for a minute, maybe two or three.  It
was an incredible sensation, maybe the most powerful orgasm that either of
us had experienced.

   Finally she let go.  Her body relaxed and she flopped her arms and legs
on the bed.

   "Ryan.  Incredible.  I thought I was about to die and go to heaven." she
said.

   "I'm still horny." I replied.  This time I had the devilish look on my
face.

   "What??  How???  Can't be!" she exclaimed.

   I pulled my still hard cock out of her cunt and backed up a bit.  I took
her leg, raised it and rolled her over onto her stomach.  Taking a hold of
her hips, I pulled them up and spread her knees.  Her face was planted in
the bed sheet.  Her gaping cunt was very visible, as was my cum flowing out
of it and making a big mess on my bed.  We would clean that up later, I
thought.

   "What are you doing?" she asked, almost fearfully.

   "I'm going to fuck you again." I replied in a calm voice as I positioned
myself behind her cute ass and took hold of her hips with my hands.

   "I don't know if I can." She pleaded.

   "Let me show you that we can." I replied as I shoved my cock back into
her cunt.

   "Oh God!" She screamed.

   By this point her pussy was loose, and incredibly wet from her fluids
and loads of my cum.  I had no problems shoving my cock in and out of her.
I began fucking her from behind with reckless abandonment, slamming my cock
into her sodden cunt. 

   Her next orgasm hit almost immediately.  He body was trembling.  She
buried her face into the mattress and kept up a continuous scream.  I was
concerned that I was pushing her too far.

   "Tell me when you want me to stop." I told her, with all sincerity.

   Jessica paused her screams long enough to reply.  "No!  Don't stop. 
Don't you stop.  Fuck me Ryan!  FUCK ME!" 

   I was able to fuck her hard for another five minutes.  Her body shook
and she screamed the entire time, as she had one long continual orgasm. 
Then I had my second and final orgasm.  I shoved my cock deep one last time
and held it there as I again flooded her cunt with my hot cum.  Load after
load I jetted into her.

   "Oh FUCK!" I screamed as I held my position, gasping for air.

   "ARGH!" Jessica screamed in reply, her body still shaking.  Then she
collapsed as she passed out.

   I pulled out of her one final time and laid next to her, gently
caressing her body.

   A few moments later Jessica regained consciousness. 

   "Was I sleeping?  Was I dreaming?" she asked, a bit confused.  "Or was
that all real?  Did I pass out?"

   "Do you feel an ache between your legs?" I asked, so that she could
answer her own questions.

   "Oh God!" she exclaimed.  "It was real.  You fucked me so hard I passed
out!"

   "So I shouldn't do that again?" I asked, attempting to be facetious.

   "God no.  I mean yes.  You better do that again." She replied.  "That
was so fucking incredible.  I never imagined that sex could feel like that.
Not even close to that feeling.  How were you able to do that?"

   "I've had some practice, and some wonderful lovers." I replied.  "And I
guess I have a rare talent that I can orgasm, and stay hard.  A rare man
that can be multi-orgasmic."

   Jessica suddenly realized the mess we had made in the bed, and how much
cum was still leaking out of her pussy.  She cupped her crotch to minimize
any further leakage.

   "Oh brother.  Forgive me for the mess I'm making." Jessica said as she
hurriedly got off the bed.  "I need to clean up."

   "Nothing to forgive.  I think most of the mess is mine." I replied. 
"Use my bathroom if you like."

   She paused and looked about, as if considering her options.

   "I need a shower.  I'll use my bath." she replied before quickly leaving
the room.

   I rose and stripped the sheet off the bed.  I intended to put fresh
linens on the bed later.  I too needed a shower, so I used my own bathroom.
Jessica and I would talk later.

   - - - - - 

   About an hour later I was sitting at the breakfast table sipping some
juice.  I had taken a shower and dressed in shorts and a T-shirt.  I was
still thinking about the incredible sex that Jessica and I had shared.  I
wondered what this meant for the future of our relationship.

   Jessica walked in, sexy as ever in thong panties and a cropped top.  It
was obvious she was not wearing a bra.  I did notice that she had fixed her
hair and put on some makeup.  She really looked pretty.

   Just as she walked in, the timer on the oven dinged.  I rose to pull
breakfast out of the oven.

   "What are you cooking?" Jessica asked.

   "I made some Pigs-In-A-Blanket for our breakfast." I replied.  "Want
some juice or coffee with these?"

   "I remember mom making Pigs-In-A-Blanket for us." she replied.  "Those
will be perfect."

   "Some protein and some carbs to replace what we burned off earlier." I
replied.

   Jessica stopped, possibly embarrassed at what we had done.

   "That sex was intense.  The most intense sex I've ever had.  And I've
had a lot of sex." she admitted as she poured a glass of juice.

   "In the past 24 hours," I began, "the sex I had with Tiffany and then
with you was fucking incredible.  And it was more sex than all I've had
since Lilly died.  You enabled me to rejoin the swingers group.  You have
given me a second life."

   I paused a moment and then continued.  "However, we do need to talk
about our situation."

   Jessica sat with her juice and picked up a Pig-In-A-Blanket.

   "I'm sorry..." she started and I immediately cut her off.

   "No.  Nothing to be sorry about." I began.  "You initiated what we both
have wanted for some time.  It was fantastic sex.  From my view, better
than I ever dreamed it would be."

   "Me too." Jessica replied.

   "For me, the one, most important question is: Was that a one-time thing?
or Will we do that again?" I said.

   "That's two questions." Jessica replied with a laugh.  Then she got more
serious.  "Do you want it to happen again."

   "Abso-fucking-lutely!" I quickly replied.  "Why wouldn't I want to? 
Don't you want to do it again?"

   "Yes, I do." She replied.  "But what does this mean for you and me?  Do
we live together?  Do I get my own place and we just fuck sometimes?"

   "I want you to live here, with me." I replied.  I hadn't really thought
through all the implications.

   "As brother and sister in separate bedrooms?" Jessica asked.  "Or do we
share a bedroom?"

   I could tell by the tone of her voice, and the expression on her face,
that her thought process was ahead of mine.  Obviously she had one or more
concerns.

   "To be honest, I haven't really thought through all the details." I
replied, my eagerness a bit tempered.  "What are you thinking?  What
concerns do you have?"

   Jessica took a deep breath, carefully choosing her words.

   "Ryan, I really enjoy living with you, for many reasons." Jessica began.
"I truly love you.  You are a great person, you're fun to be with, you
provide me a free place to stay.  And now the sex is simply mind-blowing
fantastic.  I want to be with you.  I want to have sex with you.  But..."

   She paused at 'But'.  There is always a 'But'.

   "But what?" I asked.

   "But I don't want this to become a husband and wife type of thing." She
continued.  "Of course we can't get married, but I also don't want to fall
into that type of relationship.  I want the freedom to have my own friends,
go out sometimes and do my own thing, and more importantly, I want to
sometimes have other lovers."

   There.  She had said it.  The thing that was important to her.

   "The Curtis thing." I remarked as I remembered what she had told me
about why their relationship ended.  "You wanted the freedom to have sex
with other women, and he didn't want you to do that."

   "Yeah.  Our relationship started to go downhill when I moved into his
place, and more specifically, when I moved into his bedroom.  At that point
he thought I was agreeing to a monogamous relationship.  I can't agree to
that, and I think if we share a bedroom, you might think that is what we
have."

   "The swinging sexual encounters don't really count as the freedom to
have sex with others, on our own, because that would be something we do
together.  Am I right?  You want the freedom to have sex with others when
and where you want to do so." I filled in the obvious piece.

   "You understand, don't you?" Jessica said in a hopeful way.  "Curtis
never got that."

   "So let me see if I can propose something that is acceptable." I began.
"Let's say you continue living here, as you have been doing.  You keep your
own room.  You come and go as you like, when you like.  We might go out
together for dinner, or dancing, or a movie, if that is what both of us
want.  We would be like friends-with-benefits, no, siblings-with-benefits.
You would be free to share my bed when you want.  We would have sex with
each other when we both want that.  Or we might go out and enjoy another
sex partner when we want.  And we will continue to play with the members of
the swingers group, adding another form of enjoyable sex to our lives. 
Does that about cover it?"

   "Yeah, something like that." she replied.  "I know that guys tend to get
possessive of your lovers, but I ask that you don't do that to me.  Let me
have my own freedom.  I will repay you with some great loving, and great
times playing with your group."

   I stood up and reached out my arms for her to stand and embrace me.

   "I love you, sister.  I want to be a brother that loves you and allows
you to have your freedom." I said with all earnestness.  "Give me a hug and
a kiss."

   Jessica practically jumped into my arms and kissed me.  "I could never
hope for a better brother."

   "I have a different sort of question, but it is obviously related." I
began.  "Would you want to bring another lover, such as Misty, here to our
home?  You are still seeing her, aren't you?  And would you want me here,
or should I disappear for a while?" 

   "You know me well.  Yes, I'm still seeing Misty." Jessica admitted. 
"Sex with her will never be as good as what we just had.  But there is just
something special about girl-girl sex that a guy will never be able to
achieve.  I can't expect you to understand it.  I just ask that you accept
it."

   "Yes, I can accept that." I replied.  "I remember that night we first
met Misty, and I know she is a wonderful, special person.  I hope you feel
comfortable enough to invite her to come here.  You could invite her over
to swim in the pool.  Or possibly you two want to go to your bedroom and
fuck each other's brains out.  You can do that."

   We both had a good laugh about my choice of words.

   "You should know some things about Misty." Jessica began.  "She's had a
couple of horrible experiences with men, possessive men, and battering men.
Now she only has sex with other women and likely will never have a date
with a man, much less consider sex with a man.  She is totally committed to
the best girl-on-girl sex, and she is fucking fantastic at that."

   "Maybe she could teach me a thing or two about making love to a woman."
I chuckled. 

   "Good luck with that." Jessica said as she playfully slugged my arm and
then walked out of the kitchen.

   I put the dishes in the dishwasher and then went looking for Jessica.  I
found her in the living room, looking at the collection of photos of all
the couples that Lilly and I had sex with.

   I walked in and stood next to Jessica, looking at the photos.  She
turned to me.

   "You and Lilly had a lot of great sex with all these people, didn't
you?" she asked.

   "Great sex, every time." I replied.

   Jessica took the photo of Vincent and Tiffany off the wall and flipped
it over.

   "This one needs an update." Jessica said. 

   I watch as she took a pen and first drew a line under the last date, the
last time Lilly and I had sex with Vincent and Tiffany.  Below the line
Jessica wrote yesterday's date, for when she and I had sex with the couple.
She looked up at me for approval, and I smiled back and nodded.

   "You know." Jessica began, "by the end of the year I think we need to
add another date onto the back of each of these photos.  Don't you think?"

   "Only one more date?  Or can we add multiple dates for some couples?" I
asked playfully.

   "You fucking better believe we will add multiple dates on the back of
some of these." Jessica replied.


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