Chapter 3201 - @2

I scowled and nodded reluctantly. "You may have a point, but (A) I'm a guy, and (B) I was more than happy to roll you over and hammer you into the mattress. As for not giving verbal consent, I was afraid you were a dream and I didn't want to break the spell."

Alex exhaled slowly, conceding, "I suppose."

"To be clear: You have my consent. Anytime, anywhere, even if it's in the middle of the night. Okay, maybe not *anywhere*. Like, probably best if you don't strip me and try to start fucking while we're hiking up on some ridge with Michelle and a bunch of other people around. But other than that... Yeah. Consent anytime."

Alex rolled her eyes, muttering, "You enjoyed yourself."

"Of course I did! You were absofreakingly incredible. You were fan-fucking-tastic. I'm daydreaming about doing it again right now." I arched an eyebrow again. "Didn't *you* enjoy yourself?"

"Yes..." My sister sighed and looked out the window. "But that doesn't make it right."

"Doesn't make it wrong, either."

"Of course it's wrong. I'm your sister."

"I'm aware of that fact."

"We committed incest. Aren't you torn up about that?"

"Not really."

Alex shook her head in mild disgust. "Men. All they care about is whether or not you have a working vagina, emotions be damned."

"Hey!" I got up from the chair and sat beside Alex, reaching over to rub her spine up and down before pulling her against my shoulder side-to-side. "I LOVE you, Lex. Now I'm not *in* love with you. And yeah, I haven't necessarily felt it was a requirement to feel deep-seated emotions for a girl before I started having sex with her. But please don't lump me in with your idea of a stereotypical male just out to get his rocks off. I DO have strong emotions for you. You KNOW I care about your happiness. I'm just saying that the whole 'incest' thing? Well... no... it doesn't really bother me. We're in the middle of a pandemic. All we have is each other. I *do* happen to have the only working erection in this house, and for the first time in two months I feel like there's ACTUALLY something I can do to improve your mood! I'm thrilled!"

"You sure you're not 'thrilled' because I let you blow a massive load of sperm into my twat?"

"Well of course I'm thrilled about that too. And I didn't hear you complaining at the time."

"Only because I didn't want to make enough noise for Michelle to hear."

I leveled a look at her, not believing the lie.

"Okay fine. I had one of the greatest orgasms of my life feeling you spurt inside me. Happy now?"

"Yes! Knowing that I did that for you makes me *very* happy." I grinned, but then took a deep breath and turned myself to face her a little more directly. And I stated with heartfelt sincerity, "At the same time, I'm only happy if you're okay with this. I want to make perfectly clear that you did NOT rape me. I don't regret what we did, and I'd love to continue... assisting... you in satisfying your sexual urges from time to time. But if the incest thing really bothers you and you want everything to go back to the way it was before, that's okay too. I love you and I'll accept whatever it is that you need."

Alex blinked a few times and looked down at her fiddling fingers in her lap for a long time. She inhaled and exhaled slowly, controlling her breathing as if she were in a yoga class. And she closed her eyes for several seconds before opening them and then fixing me with a look I couldn't quite decipher right away.

"Do you really mean all that?" she asked softly.

I nodded. "Every word."

She reached one hand up, caressing my cheek as she stared into my eyes, searching for... something. I tried to pour all my love and affection into my gaze, willing her to understand. Her hand caressed my cheek for a little longer, and the hint of a smile started to tug at the corners of her lips. And then quite slowly and deliberately, she slid her hand behind my head, drew me closer to her face, and she pressed her lips to mine.

The kiss didn't last long, but it was long enough for her to sigh happily and press her tongue into my mouth for a little while. It was over way before I wanted it to be over, but she turned her head away and stared into her lap, fiddling with her fingers.

Shaking her head, Alex muttered, "You really DO have the only working penis in the house. It's been less than two months of quarantine and already my vibrators aren't cutting it."

"We can tell. You bitch about it to Emily often enough."

Sighing, Alex groaned, "I thought I could handle that one night I gave you a blowjob. It was such a... *naughty*... thing to do. I got an illicit charge out of that, and it definitely put me in a good mood for a few days. But at the same time, it didn't get ME off. I went into your room last night thinking I would just suck you off again, maybe finger myself while I was doing it. I wasn't planning to fuck you, but you have such a beautiful dick, and I couldn't get the idea of riding it out of my head."

Her voice trailed off, but sensing she wasn't done yet, I didn't speak.

"I *still* can't get the idea out of my head," she added.

I smirked. "Well now -I- can't get it out of my head, either."

Alex rolled her eyes and got off the bed.

"Hey Lex?" I called.

She glanced back at me.

"Uhhh, I just wanted to confirm. Are you still on the pill? I tried to ask last night but you were a little... vague."

She chuckled. "Yes. Not that I was expecting to get laid or anything, but my periods can get irregular so I've kept taking them."

I visibly relaxed.

"That doesn't mean it's okay for us to keep fucking."

"Fair enough."

Walking over to the door, she reached out and grabbed the handle but did not yet turn it.

"I don't know what I want yet," she explained. "I'm not saying it's never going to happen again, but I'm not saying it is. You may be fine with what we're doing, but I need to think about this a little more, okay?"

"Okay." I nodded my understanding as I got off the bed and approached her, saying sincerely, "I love you, Lex."

She smiled at me and nodded. "I love you, too."

And then I left.

****

Nothing happened between me and Alex for the next several days. I never woke up in the middle of the night feeling something tickle my balls. She never invited me into her bedroom. She never even gave me more than a simple hug during the day. On the bright side, she wasn't standoffish, and she could smile and have a conversation with me face-to-face without getting all awkward. We ate our meals, attended our classes, and generally went about our normal pandemic-world routine. I played some video games, the girls video chatted with their friends, we read some books, and streamed TV shows. In a word, everything was: normal.

On Saturday, the three of us went on a 10-mile bike ride, picked up fast food on the way home for dinner, and streamed a movie. After the movie was over, I went into my room and cued up some internet porn.

But then came Sunday.

It started off normally enough. I woke up after 11am. Alex was in her room but had the door open while she worked on a school project. Michelle was in the kitchen and said she was making brunch for everyone. I gave her a big hug of thanks and then went to pour myself some orange juice.

Alex joined us for the meal, and we chatted about nothing in particular. Michelle announced that she was doing a supply run that evening as we were running low on some of the supplies and asked us to write down anything we needed. We scribbled a few things onto Michelle's notepad and left it next to the table where we kept the car keys, just in case someone thought of something else to buy between now and then, and split up to go our separate ways.

I started by washing the dishes and frying pan. Alex went back upstairs to finish her school project. And Michelle stretched out across the big sofa to read a book. Everything was utterly and completely "normal", the way it had been now for days.

In the afternoon, Alex chatted with her friends for a bit, but we convinced her to play games with us for a while. And then it was time for Michelle to make her supply run.

Ever since we were kids our family had gone to our local warehouse club store around 5 to 5:30pm on a weekend. We could eat cheap hot dogs and pizza for dinner (always a treat for a kid), and more importantly, it was never that busy right before closing time. This was especially important during a pandemic to keep down the risk of bringing coronavirus home to Alex, so Michelle put on her N95 mask and headed out. For some reason, Alex went to the front window and pulled back the curtain a few inches, watching the car back out of the driveway, turn down the street, and drive away.

And then she POUNCED.

I had turned the TV on before the car had even left the garage. I'd been rapidly thumbing the arrows, scrolling around somewhat aimlessly hoping *something* would trigger an impulse inside me saying, "Watch me! I'll actually be interesting!"

The point is, I had NO idea my arms would be suddenly full of horny sister until the moment they were. And then suddenly Alex's tongue was in my mouth while her hands slid beneath the hem of my shirt to scratch her fingernails over my abs.

Now *this* is interesting...

Seconds later, she broke our kiss to cross her arms and abruptly rip her baggy sweatshirt over her head, baring those big boobs to my gaze supported by a flesh-toned bra.

"Lex?" I questioned just once while staring at her breasts.

"I wanna do it on the couch," she husked breathlessly while reaching behind herself to unsnap the bra. The cups popped forward as if on springs, and she quickly shucked the garment off her arms before grabbing my head and yanking it into her cleavage.

I nodded my agreement wordlessly, brushing my nose across her nipple. My arms wrapped around her body as I kissed and licked the globes of Alex's bountiful bosom, finally pulling back far enough to take a puffy pink nub into my mouth. I suckled like a baby while she cooed at me, stroking my hair. Meanwhile, her hand inverted and slid down into my shorts, grasping my rapidly growing erection.

She gave me enough time to switch boobs, suckling at the other teat. I couldn't decide yet which one was my favorite breast. More taste testing would be required, I was sure. But for now, my sister dismounted me, stood up, and started yanking down her sweatpants and gestured for me to do the same.

Seconds later, she stood up, fully naked, while I hadn't removed a thing. She gave me an annoyed look, gesturing at me and saying expectantly, "Well?"

I blinked a few times and only then started to pull off my shirt. When it was off, I apologized by saying, "Sorry, but I just had to stop and stare at you. You're *gorgeous*, Lex."

She practically melted and immediately hopped her bare-naked body right back into my lap, wrapping her arms and kissing me warmly. But a few seconds later, she got off me again, muttering, "Hurry up!" She suited actions to words by grabbing the waistband of my shorts and yanking them down to my knees.

"Hey, hey, relax," I told her, reaching out to caress my sister's cheek. "Michelle will be gone for at least an hour, maybe even two."

"Yeah well maybe I want to fuck you more than once, maybe even *thrice*."

My jaw dropped. "Three times?"

She flashed me a wicked grin. "If you can get it up, I'd love to help you make it go back down."

****

No, we didn't make it to "thrice", but we did make it to "twice". After she got me naked, Alex knelt on the floor in front of me, worshiping my cock with her mouth and hands for a few minutes to make sure I was as hard as an iron pole before climbing aboard and riding me. I slobbered all over her tits and squeezed her butt-cheeks, using them as handholds to pin her clit down against my pelvic bone and really grind her against me. With nobody else in the house she didn't have to stifle her screams, although she made sure not to get loud enough to alert the neighbors or anything like that.

After cumming, Alex got off me and then bent herself over the backrest, wiggling her juicy butt back at me. I happily stepped between her legs, held her hips, and slammed my way in from behind. As before, my sister had been satisfied by her first orgasm and seemed happy to let me seek out my own. Also as before, she enjoyed my up-tempo hammering enough to climax a second time.

I had stopped myself from busting my nut inside her while she recovered from that second orgasm. And when she realized I was still hard, she looked back at me with a coy smile and asked, "Do you wanna cum inside me? Or do you wanna cum ON me?"

My eyes grew as big as saucers for a moment, and she already knew my answer. She leaned forward far enough to disengage us, spun around to kneel atop the couch cushions, and wrapped her lips around my shaft. Grabbing hold of my ass, she directed me to face-fuck her a bit while she tried to open her throat, not quite succeeding all the time, and she had to stop and cough a bit.

At that, I stopped face-fucking her, unable to see my big sister in tears. But she waved me off and simply grabbed on with both hands, twisting and stroking and begging me to squirt my jizz all over her pretty face.

About a minute later, I did just that, the first shot splattering across her nose and forehead. She closed her eyes and leaned in, coaxing out more and more cream while she circled her face to one side or the other, trying to spread out my spunk until she was literally *covered* in incestuous brother-cum.

"How do I look?" she asked with an impish smile.

"You look *amazing*," I said truthfully.

"You know what I love about you?" she asked, scraping a glob of cum off her eyelid with one finger and popping it into her mouth, sucking on it like a lollipop.

"What?"

"I love the heat in your voice when you give me these compliments, or when you tell me you love me. I know with one hundred percent certainty that you mean every last syllable."

"I do. I really do."

She giggled, scooped up more cum into her mouth, and then got up to go clean the rest of her face off.

I sat back to catch my breath for a bit, and then went into the kitchen to get a glass of water. I had a feeling I'd need to stay hydrated around her. Alex returned a few minutes later, checked the clock, and started gathering up her clothing. From the kitchen, I frowned and shot her a puppy dog look, complaining, "I thought you said you wanted to go for 'thrice'."

Alex smiled. "We took about a half-hour. I want at least one more round, but we should probably take this upstairs, just in case Michelle comes back early. We'll hear the garage door go up and you can scramble back to your room if need be."

I nodded and replied, "Makes sense."

Alex nodded and started heading for the stairs, looking quite giddy that we were doing this. But after three steps, she stopped and looked back at me, an almost nervous expression on her face.

I had started to follow her but stopped and arch an eyebrow. "What is it?"

My sister blushed and gave me a hopeful look. "Would you go down on me?"

I snorted. "Is THAT what you're worried about? Of course, Lex. Anytime, anywhere."

****

"Michelle, wake up your brother," Mom drawled on the screen.

My sister elbowed me in the ribs, pretty hard, startling me from my daydream. "Huh? Whuh?"

"I was *asking*," Mom scolded me, "If you're taking good care of Alexandra."

I blinked twice in shock as panic set in. "Whu-what?" I squawked.

From the other side of Michelle on the couch, Alex leaned toward the middle of the camera frame and explained, "He's taking care of me just fine, Mom. Picked up my meds on Tuesday and I know he's being careful to social distance. Plus, the door hinge broke off the bathroom cabinet on Wednesday and he patched it up. He cleaned up the yard. He vacuumed the TV room. He does everything I tell him to do like an obedient little brother."

Michelle grumped. "Well he didn't help ME bring in any of the supplies when I got home today."

Blushing pink, I muttered, "I was... uh... kinda busy."

Michelle rolled her eyes and explained, "He was jerking off to internet porn."

"Chelle!" I squawked.

"Please don't ever tell me about that stuff." Mom facepalmed and shook her head. "Speaking of supplies, are you well-stocked? Toilet paper? Tissues?"

"Yeah, we got plenty," Michelle replied before continuing to list off everything we had. I thought a simple 'yes' would have sufficed, but women think a little differently than I do. And while my little sister prattled on, I went back to reminiscing about what Alex and I had been *doing* during that supply run.

I had indeed gone down on my sister as soon as we got into her bedroom. I loved hearing her moan and groan in reaction to everything I did, and I happily feasted on her for twenty minutes and I know she had at least three orgasms. She especially liked it when I sucked on her clit while ramming two fingers in and out of her cunt. And when I flipped my hand so that I could curl those fingers in a "come here" gesture, she screamed her pretty little head off and dumped a fresh load of girlcum all over my face.

After that, she grabbed my hair and yanked on it none too gently, calling for me to climb on and fuck her. I actually wanted to try giving her one more oral orgasm, but she drummed her heels on my back and *ordered* me in her Big Sister voice to obey, and laughing, I slid up the lush wonderland of her body, pausing to suck both tits along the way.

Giggling, she commented about how wet my face was and told me to grab a few tissues, but not before holding my head in her hands and licking my lips, moaning as she tasted her own pussy juice. After that, I dried off as best I could, settled back between her legs, and she guided my dick into her steaming snatch with her own hand.

Alex only had one more orgasm while we fucked. Not even me jack-hammering the hell out of her toward the end was enough to set her off again, not that she seemed to mind. If anything, she seemed distracted, no longer paying attention to the way my prick pounded in and out of her pussy. She was watching my face, staring at me with a look of sweet adoration. And toward the end she hooked her ankles around my calves, holding me close so that I couldn't take really big lunges into her body.

Instead, we practically cuddled, albeit with me inside her. I made short grinding motions, keeping myself at full depth carving my cock counterclockwise around the inner walls of her cunt. We kissed and we kissed and we kissed some more. When I stopped to think about it, Alex and I were no longer fucking just to relieve pent up sexual cravings. Those needs had already been satisfied and now...

Now... we'd started making love.

And as if to reinforce that idea, the next time we broke for air, Alex batted her eyelashes at me, gave me the sweetest look, and craned her neck up so she could peck my nose, crooning, "I love you, squirt."

I grinned and kissed her back, saying, "I love you, too."

And then I came, and the world was filled with light.

Five minutes later, the real world came back to me. I was still buried inside of her, Alex murmuring happy mumbles into my neck while she stroked my sweaty back and rubbed my shoulders. I realized my heavy weight must have been crushing her, so I tried to push myself up and off, but she cinched her ankles around my calves again and clutched me close, not ready yet to let me go.

And that's when we felt a low rumble under the floor beneath us. Alex's bedroom was right on top of the garage, and we both heard the sounds of the garage door rolling up. Michelle was home.

Alex practically threw me off her, my dick exiting her sodden pussy with a squish, and she scrambled to grab my clothes and toss them to me. "Go to your room," she hissed. "I'm gonna jump in the shower."I nodded and started to get dressed. "I'll go help Michelle bring in all the supplies."

"NO! Are you crazy!" Alex hissed even louder. "You smell like you've been fucking me for an hour and your face still has dried pussy juice on it! Go to your room!"

I gestured out the door. "But she'll get upset if I don't help her carry everything in!"

"Then she'll get upset. You smell like sex and then she'll *know*. Just go to your room! After I've finished, you can take a shower too, alright? I'll tell her we decided to do a workout video together while she was out, and then you went upstairs to fantasize about porking Pamela Reif."

"Fine, fine." I'd only managed to pull my shorts on but held my shirt in my hands. I headed for the door, but just before I got there, Alex caught my arms and stopped me.

"I mean it," she said sincerely. "I love you."

I grinned, replied, "I love you, too." I kissed her and then fled. A minute later, I heard the shower start up in the bathroom.

A minute after that, Michelle started complaining loudly from downstairs that I wasn't helping her bring in all the supplies. I locked my bedroom door and tried to ignore her. And when I finally took a shower and came downstairs, she was still pretty mad. It only occurred to me *afterward* that there was no reason I couldn't have been taking a shower at the same time Alex was. We did have two bathrooms after all.

But I wasn't worried about it. Michelle and I had a strong enough relationship that she'd get over it. I'd probably have to do some chore or another to make it up to her, though.

Back to the parental video chat, Alex and Mom were talking about something, and I started thinking back over everything that had happened ever since that fateful moment when my towel had slipped to the floor in the hallway after my shower. I thought about her sneaking into my bedroom later that night to pull my cock out through my pajama pants and then panicking when I woke up. I thought about her barging in on me while I'd been jerking off to that Billionaire story. I thought about her giving me a blowjob in her room, then having sex in my room, and finally everything we'd just done today.

In all that time, she'd never before said "I love you" to me. I mean, she said she loved my cock, and she replied "I love you, too" after I'd said the words first.

But this time... *she'd* said it first.

Twice.

And I got a silly smile on my face.

Michelle elbowed me in the ribs, muttering, "He's not paying attention again. Must be thinking about sex because he's got a pretty big tent in his shorts."

I sat up straight and covered my crotch with both hands, blushing pink.

Mom groaned and facepalmed again. "I TOLD you not to tell me that stuff."

****

Given that a week had passed between Alex's first blowjob and then her mounting me in my bedroom, and then several days had passed until we banged twice while Michelle had gone on the supply run, I wasn't expecting an encore anytime soon.

I was prepared to act like everything was normal for a while, going about our daily routines until Alex got an urge again and initiated something. But it turned out I wouldn't need to wait nearly that long.

Monday night, I woke up in the middle of the night to find my sister's lips wrapped around my schlong. She only sucked me long enough to get me rock hard, and then flopped onto her back so I could do all the work. We actually spent more time exploring each other's bodies like kids checking out new playgrounds instead of being quite so orgasm-focused. But of course she still went back to her room with a squishy load in her snatch.

Tuesday afternoon, Michelle went for a run around the neighborhood. I had been eating chips and salsa as an after-school snack, and two minutes after Michelle left, Alex pulled down my shorts and fed on my prick until SHE got an after-school snack.

Wednesday, we didn't do anything, but on Thursday night, Alex woke me with a sweet kiss while her fingernails scratched my abs. Her hand then slid into my pants, began stroking my shaft, and she told me she wanted to fuck in *her* room. Being further down the hall, we could at least be a *little* louder. My ejaculation was so good that I fell asleep in her bed again. But she woke up around 5am and urgently shooed me out, lest we get caught. That had been a close one, and she scolded me not to fall asleep in her bed anymore.

And then came Friday.

****

"You've seemed pretty happy, lately," Michelle commented as she pushed her pawn to F5.

I arched an eyebrow and asked, "What do you mean?" I moved my bishop to H5. "Check".

"You're smirking," my little sister explained.

"Because you're in check."

"You've been smirking for *days*."

I shrugged. "I've been in a good mood."

"I just said you've been in a good mood. I'm just wondering why."

I shrugged again. "Am I really acting abnormally?"

She mused on that, finally sighing and moving her king out of check. "'Abnormally' isn't the right word. You've just been... perky!"

I chuckled and slid my queen over to D4. "Check. I'm having a good week."

"I'll say." She frowned, trying to figure out how to get out of my trap. "You meet some hot chick online or something?"

"What? No. Not even looking." I frowned, a lightbulb suddenly turning on above my head. Mom had once explained that nobody ever asked a question without that topic being on *their* mind first. "Wait, have *you* met somebody online?"

Michelle jerked her head back, her ears turning pink. "What are you talking about? No..." But she couldn't look me in the eyes and immediately started fidgeting.

"You have, haven't you?"

"I have a *boyfriend*," she sputtered.

"A boyfriend you haven't seen since before the pandemic and never talk to on the phone. I think the appropriate phrase is that you were 'dating' somebody but aren't dating him anymore."

Michelle regained some composure and pursed her lips. "I really *haven't* met anybody online, alright?"

"But you've been surfing, haven't you? Checking out guys?" I chuckled. "If you're looking for masturbation material, I can certainly say internet porn will provide more immediate gratification."

"Eww, don't be gross. And there's nothing wrong with... browsing... online."

"You posting sexy videos of yourself?"

"Seriously, no." Michelle made a face. "I'm not like that."

"You slide into the DMs of somebody? A hunky Zac Efron-type with washboard abs?"

She giggled. "Would you be jealous if I did?"

I snorted. "You're my sister. I wouldn't be jealous, just overprotective. I'd threaten to drive over to the guy's house with a baseball bat."

"Please don't."

"Did some guy DM you back?"

She turned to look away. "I'm not saying."

I arched an eyebrow. "Are you DM'ing him videos of yourself in your underwear?"

"We are NOT having this conversation."

"Fine, fine." I gestured to the board. "You're still in check."

Michelle nodded glumly, still trying to figure a way out of my trap. She wasn't in checkmate... yet. But unless she came up with something unexpected, she would be in just two more moves. But before she moved a piece, her head came up sharply. "Waitaminute! I was grilling YOU. How the hell did we get talking about ME?"

I just grinned and replied, "Checkmate."

****

"Hey guys. Mind if I join you?"

Michelle and I looked behind us, surprised to see Alex standing by the wall wearing a hot pink sports bra and black workout pants. She had workout gloves on her hands and held a set of dumbbells.

I had my hand on the remote, thumbing through videos, I was about to pick a long 45-minute workout, but gave Michelle a questioning look first.

"Yeah, of course," Michelle replied with a smile. "You were the one that put us onto these videos in the first place."

"That's what I thought," Lex said. "I figured, why do this alone in my room when we're all watching the same videos anyway."

I took a quick look around and decided to slide the coffee table out of the way. We had enough floor space in front of the TV for both me and Michelle to exercise, but not all three of us. Afterwards, I set up my stuff in the spot where the coffee table used to be and cued up the video. Alex got into position in my usual spot, and then turned and looked back at me over her shoulder.

"I think he just wants to stare at our butts from back there," Alex quipped.

Michelle giggled and looked back at me. She nodded and smirked at her big sister, "I think you're right."

I blushed, stared at my feet, and didn't respond. I really *did* want to stare at their butts. I mean Alex's butt. She truly was "built for comfort" as my friends would say. I figured it was okay to perve on her since we were fucking, but I was still trying to be a good brother about NOT treating my little sister like a sex object. Thankfully, ever since Alex had started sucking on my schlong, I'd been able to keep myself from fantasizing about Michelle masturbating in the shower. But now that the girls had put the idea in my head, I knew I wouldn't be able to NOT think about gawking at my little sister's tight ass in those *super*-small volleyball shorts. If Alex was built for comfort, then Michelle was built for speed.

Stop thinking that!

Forty minutes later, all three of us were flat on our backs across the carpet, staring at the ceiling and sucking wind. That workout had been INTENSE. I still had a little bit of water in my bottle, and without getting up I chugged whatever was left.

"Good workout, all," Michelle said encouragingly. "We made it."

"Speak for yourself," I wheezed. "I think I died five minutes ago."

"That was fun," Alex commented, sitting up first. She didn't even look that tired. I had long known she was the gym rat of the family. "Thanks for letting me join."

"Anytime," Michelle replied. "You were always welcome."

"Yeah, totally," I added without really thinking about it. "Anytime, anywhere."

Alex shot me a look, a warning in her eyes, but I just chuckled and went back to staring at the ceiling. Michelle didn't notice as she had started getting up.

"I call dibs on first shower," my little sister said while nudging me with her foot. "YOU can put away the weights."

I waved her off. I'd been putting away the weights all week, and doing any other minor chores Michelle could think of, as penance for not helping bring in the supplies on Sunday. Michelle left, and after taking several deep breaths, I finally started to think about getting up.

But before I could, I felt my gym shorts being pulled down and my limp penis was suddenly exposed to the air. I jerked in surprise and looked own to find Alex shushing me with an index finger in front of her lips, and then she bent to take a slow, languid lick along my dick from balls to tip. It started growing immediately.

"What are you *doing*?" I whispered. "She could still come back downstairs!"

"I can't wait," Alex moaned softly, nursing my prick with her lips and tongue while scratching my balls with her fingernails. After staring at my sister's asses for the last 40 minutes, watching them move and jiggle and flex in their skintight clothing, I'd already been half-aroused and her ministrations took me to full hardness quite quickly.

"At least wait until you hear the shower turn on," I muttered, trying to pull my shorts back up.

Alex sighed, sitting up next to me and nodding her agreement. I managed to get my erection tucked back in, although she lay her hand atop the bulge and rubbed it slowly. Ears cocked and eyes toward the stairway, she remained alert for any sign of Michelle coming back down while mumbling softly, "I still remember the first time I saw him."

I frowned, not understanding as a small pang of jealousy hit me. "Him?"

Alex glanced down, saw my expression, and giggled before returning her attention toward the stairs. Still outside my shorts, she squeezed my dick for emphasis, repeating, "*Him*."

I finally understood she was referring to my dick, and I barked a short laugh. "Oh, *him*."

"You were in the bathroom taking a shower, so I just went to Mom and Dad's room to pee. You came outside in such a hurry, with SUCH big tent in your towel it was comical."

I covered my face and groaned, recalling that night when I couldn't get the thought of Michelle masturbating out of my head. Unwilling to jerk off to thoughts of my little sister, I'd simply tried to escape to my room and was thoroughly unsuccessful at doing so without exposing myself.

Breathing hard, Alex continued while letting her hand slide beneath my waistband once again. I was rock hard, and her cool fingers wrapped around my shaft, pumping slowly. "The step aside to avoid bumping into me, the towel slipped... and *there* he was."

"You can stop talking now," I mumbled into my hands.

"He was *beautiful*. I couldn't get him out of my head."

"Which is why you snuck into my room that night to get another look."

Alex frowned and looked down at me. "Wait, what?"

I frowned right back at her, furrowing my eyebrows. "You don't remember or something? It was like 3am. You snuck into my room, pulled me out through the flap in my pajamas, and got me hard. I woke up and you ran away. A guy doesn't forget the first time his big sister grabs his penis."

My big sister blinked at me rapidly while shaking her head, looking thoughtful. "I think you're confused with the first night when I snuck into your room, started sucking you off, and then mounted you before you even woke up. I never snuck into your room before that."

My frown deepened as I propped myself up on my elbows while Alex pulled her hand out of my shorts. "Waitaminute. If YOU didn't sneak into my room that night, then..."

"It was me," Michelle said quietly from somewhere behind me. I jerked my head around in surprise to find that she was standing by the wall, still clad in her sports bra and volleyball shorts, although she'd removed the tank top. She'd never started a shower.

In a panic, I glanced at Alex, exchanged a 'holy-shit-what-do-we-do-now-how-much-did-she-hear' look with her, and then turned back to Michelle.

With a torn expression, Michelle looked down, fidgeted with her fingers, and admitted shyly, "I was horny and we were checking each other out a little bit that night. I started masturbating in the shower thinking about you but stopped because it felt really dirty but then I couldn't get you out of my mind because I've seen you get hard every now and again and for some reason I got super-curious just how BIG your cock really was so I started tossing and turning and couldn't sleep and figured I could just sneak in and take a peek but then you weren't even hard so I started jacking you off and it just got like... HUGE... but then you woke up and I freaked out and ran away."

Michelle was out of breath by the end of that, her face having gone beyond a pink blush to a deeper red. She refused to look me in the eye, instead staring down at her fidgeting fingers. And heaven help me, I was staring at her super-hard nipples pointing like bullets through her sports bra.

A long, awkward silence followed. Michelle was blushing in embarrassment, Alex and I gawked at each other a couple of times, but neither of us knew what to say.

But eventually, Michelle spoke again. Still breathing hard, she picked her head up, fixed Alex with a very intense stare, and intoned softly, "But I *never* mounted myself on him before he even woke up. You HAVE to tell me what THAT was like." "But I *never* mounted myself on him before he even woke up. You HAVE to tell me what THAT was like."

The statement had been directed to Alex, but my big sister was in such a state of shock that there was no way she'd be responding anytime soon. She'd been kneeling while rubbing my dick, but she'd fallen backwards onto her butt and now reclined on her hands, mouth agape. Her jaw actually flapped up and down a few times, but no sounds were coming out.

Michelle bit her lip and looked at me nervously. Actually, she looked at the bulge in my gym shorts which had not yet deflated, and *then* looked at me nervously. After a long, pregnant silence, she seemed to figure out that answers wouldn't be forthcoming just yet, and after blushing once more and staring at her feet, she jerked a thumb back toward the stairs.

"You know, I think I'm going to go take that shower now. I'll let you two... uhhh... recover... a bit. And then we can talk... later... Yeah..." Michelle turned away, turned back to give us another nervous smile, and then finally walked away.

Neither Alex nor I said a thing for the next few minutes. I sat up and wrapped my arms around my knees, looking over at her with a questioning look. But she remained as she was, staring off into space with an expression that suggested she was contemplating suicide. In the end, I scooted over to the front of the couch close to her, leaned against it as a backrest, and reached out to draw my big sister to me.

She resisted at first, crying softly in shame and didn't want to touch me. But I persisted, and all of a sudden she collapsed against my chest, letting me hug her tightly. And that's when we heard the shower start upstairs.

That was the signal that we could finally talk, and almost immediately Alex mumbled, "I'm sorry. This is all my fault."

"No it isn't."

"I knew it was wrong," she blubbered as the tears started streaming freely. "You're my little brother and I shouldn't have taken advantage of you but your dick is just so *beautiful* and I couldn't get it out of my head but I *knew* I shouldn't be doing it and I did it anyway and it felt *soooo* good and then after we fucked I kinda just thought well it's nothing we haven't already done before so would it really be so bad to keep going and now Chelley knows and I just don't know what to do!"

"We'll figure it out."

"No, this is MY responsibility. MY fault."

"Bullshit. I was a more than willing participant."

"But I'm the elder sibling," she whimpered.

"It takes two to tango, and I'm not some immature, easily-influenced teenager. I'm a 20-year-old man fully capable of taking responsibility for my own actions here."

"But-"

"Do you really regret what we did?" I asked softly, stroking her hair. I braced myself for her affirmative answer, already weighing how to help her feel the way I did, because I *didn't* regret a thing, even though we'd gotten caught.

Alex didn't respond right away. Well, she started to, but stopped herself and squeezed me tighter. I stroked her hair, giving her time to compose her answer. And about a minute later, she turned her head to look up at me with those big, beautiful eyes.

I smiled down at her, and then reacted just in time to feel her press her lips to mine once more. We kissed without sexual passion but with all of the love, just as strong as I'd felt from her when my world was filled with light just before Michelle had returned from her supply run. The kiss didn't last long, but it did wonders to put my mind at ease, and from the look on Alex's face it had done the same for her as well.

"No, I don't regret what we did," she said softly while staring at my lips. A moment later, she flicked her eyes back up to mine. "At first I was going to say yes; we got caught and I was feeling ashamed. But what we did brought us closer together, closer than I ever imagined we could be. I love you."

I smiled. "I love you, too."

Alex sighed somberly, and then furrowed her eyebrows. Pursing her lips, she turned a bit in my grasp so that I still held her, but she was facing outward, spooned into the crook of my arm. "I just don't know what Michelle's gonna do."

I stroked her hair, pointing out, "At least it looks like we don't have to worry about her calling the cops screaming bloody murder - or *worse*, calling Mom and Dad."

"I sure hope not."

"She won't. I already know that," I assured her. "We all have to live together. Calling Mom and Dad would be the kind of catastrophic response that could destroy the family. She'll give us a chance to explain ourselves before she does anything drastic."

"Explain what? That I got so horny I couldn't help fucking my brother?"

"It's the truth, isn't it? And it's not like your horniness has been some big secret. We could hear you bitching to Emily about it for *weeks*. Truth be told, Chelle is probably as horny as you were."

"You think so?" Alex shrugged and added, "Her door isn't any thicker than yours."

I smirked. "Maybe she's just quieter than me... or *you* for that matter."

Alex giggled and then furrowed her eyebrows. "I hadn't really thought about that." I could almost see the gears turning in her head.

Leaving her to her thoughts for a moment, I let my head fall back and thought back over everything that had happened as well. And when I got to the part of Michelle surprising us, I glanced back down at Alex and asked, "Hey, what happened? I thought you were on alert to make sure she didn't come back downstairs."

Alex grimaced. "I got distracted. I wasn't watching the stairs anymore. My mind was... back then... to when your towel fell. I'm sorry."

I exhaled and went back to stroking her hair. "Doesn't matter anymore. What's done is done. We just have to figure out what we're gonna do now."

"We have to talk to her, obviously."

"Obviously."

"And I need to let her know I'm not gonna stop fucking you."

I blinked and glanced down at her. "You're not?"

Alex frowned and looked up at me. "What, you wanted to stop?"

"No, no. I just..." I blushed. "It's like when Mom first caught me masturbating. The very *first* thing I did was promise I'd never do it again."

Alex snorted. "That obviously is a promise you didn't keep."

I sighed. "I just meant, if Michelle made us swear to never do it again or she'd tell Mom and Dad, we kinda would HAVE to stop, wouldn't we?"

Alex shook her head. "I couldn't stop even if I wanted to, not any more than you were able to stop playing five-on-one after promising Mom. You make me feel too good and I'm not going back to FaceTiming my loser ex-boyfriend and diddling myself with vibrators when your gorgeous dick is in the next room."

I blinked. "Good to know. The trick is how to ensure Michelle will be okay with it."

Alex nodded, looking thoughtful. "We're family. She loves us. She'll... understand."

"I'd like to think so. She may be weirded out by it, but hopefully she'll come around."

Alex grinned. "That's just it: she *wasn't* weirded out by it."

"Huh?"

"Just now." Alex sat up straight and turned to face me. "When she eavesdropped from around the corner that I sucked you off and fucked you, she didn't run away and she didn't charge in screaming with disgust. The first thing she did was admit she'd snuck into your room to give you a handjob and then demanded I tell her what fucking you was like."

I mused on that. "Okay..."

"You're the one that said Chelley's probably as horny as I was. Think about it: she snuck into your room to check out your package. Even -I- can tell when she's ogling your butt or your abs. She may not come out and bitch about it like I do, but if she's been feeling the same kind of pent-up frustration I was, she may be coming to the same conclusion I did that YOU have the only functioning cock in the house."

I frowned. "What are you getting at?"

"Isn't it obvious? I think you should fuck her too."

I blinked twice. "Wait, what?"

Alex shrugged. "Well for one thing, she can't tell anybody about us if she's boinking you, too. But pragmatism aside, Chelley is clearly hot for you."

"But she's my little sister! I can't-"

"So what? You're MY little brother," Alex interrupted with a smirk. "I get that little twinge of guilt - the one that says you've become a child molester or something - because I felt it too. But you're the one who just said ten seconds ago you were a grown man fully capable of taking your own responsibility. Chelley's fully capable of taking HER own responsibility, too."

"She's a teenager."

"YOU were a teenager three months ago," Alex retorted while rolling her eyes. "Besides, it doesn't mean she doesn't know what she's asking for, and her needs are just as real as ours. And what other choice do we have? I'm not going to stop fucking you, and it wouldn't be fair for me to monopolize you and make her keep going without for the next several weeks or months or even *years*. None of us know how long this thing is gonna last."

"Wait-wait-wait. You really want me to start fucking her?"

"Don't pretend like the idea doesn't turn you on." She patted the bulge in my shorts that had started growing once again. "Chelley is *hot*. She's got the same kind of figure as Pamela Reif - only taller, don't you think?"

I groaned as Alex's patting motion turned into fondling, but groaned again in a weaker tone, "But she's my little *sister*."

Alex laughed. "Yeah, I kept saying that for... well, for about a *week*. 'But he's my little brother. I can't molest my little brother. How could I be such a dirrrty, nasty slut to take my little brothers BIG beautiful cock and...' Well, it'll take you time to wrap your head around it, but you know I'm right."

"Maybe," I hedged.

"C'mon. Aren't you tempted, just a little bit, to go upstairs right now and join her in the shower?"

My erection flexed of its own accord, bobbing upward beneath my sister's hand like a flower reaching for the sun.

Alex giggled. "I'd say that's positive confirmation."

"From the way you're getting all revved up, I'd say it's positive confirmation that YOU'RE excited by the thought of me fucking Chelle." I sighed. "Not that I'd actually do it."

"No, of course not. I call dibs. You have to shower with ME first." Suiting action to words, my big sister stood up first and then extended her hand down to me. "C'mon, squirt. I think I need to feel you soaping every last inch of my skin and then doing a taste test to make sure my pussy's clean. We can use the big shower in the master bathroom."

My eyebrows popped and my eyes open WIDE. "You serious?"

"What? No need to hide this from Chelley anymore. And -I- for one intend to take advantage of that fact as soon as fucking possible."

****

Taking my very first shower with Alex was a very good way to distract me from thinking about Michelle. Despite my assertion that I was a grown man not ten minutes prior, I acted like a kid in a candy store wanting to sample every delectable treat I could get my hands on. And Alex let me get my hands on *everything*.

I went straight for her boobs, of course, only too eager to lather up my hands with plenty of bubbles and go to town polishing those big D-cup globes. Her bubble butt also got a lot of extra attention. But I was determined to also soap up every last inch of her skin, just like she wanted. I rubbed and caressed and fondled and squeezed to my heart's desire, and yes, I got down on one knee and did a taste test to make sure Alex's pussy was clean.

Alex, of course, was doing the exact same thing to me, although her hands seemed to wander over my pectorals and ripped abs more than my dick. I knew I was in much better shape now than before the pandemic. It had been easy before the quarantine to zone out playing video games with my buddies and just be lazy in general. But here, at home, with nothing better to do, my daily workout routines with Michelle had definitely toned up what needed to be toned while bulking up the rest of me. Alex returned the favor of making sure my dick was clean, and I'd never seen a prettier sight than that of Alex's gorgeous face on her knees before me with a mouthful of cock and the shower slicking back her hair.

We thought about trying shower sex, but she was much shorter than me and the geometry didn't quite work. I mean, I'm sure we *could've* made it work, but it would've meant me stooping, lifting her up, or pinning her to the wall, and neither of us was inclined to do so just for the sake of doing so (yet). Instead, we shut off the water, got in a lot of grab ass drying each other off instead of drying ourselves, and started making out right there in the bathroom. But then flashing me an impish grin, Alex rolled up her towel and draped it around my neck, tugging me with her as she backed out of the room.

I hesitated, though, when she pulled backed out of our parents' bedroom and into the hall. We were both still naked, after all, and the idea of walking out like this felt a little exposed. With an impish giggle, she leaned in, kissed me, and pinched my ass, chirping, "Tag! You're it!"

Purely on impulse I started chasing when she ran away. I hesitated once more at the doorway though, checking to make sure the coast was clear. Alex laughed, scampered back to me a few feet, almost within reach. That's when I said "Fuckit", dropped my towel, and chased her, screaming, all the way down the hall back to her own bedroom by the top of the stairs.

She came to a dead stop in front of her bed, so I tackled her onto it. I immediately pinned her body beneath mine, literally pinning her down by planting my hands on her boobs and pushing her into the mattress. My lips pinned hers a moment later. And less than two minutes after that, aided by her hand jacking me rapidly, my prick pinned Alex's pussy, too.

My big sister moaned into my kiss while she wrapped her legs around my waist. I flicked both of her nipples with my thumbs while caressing and squeezing those beautiful breasts. I walked my lips across her jaw and along her neck. And all the while I carved my cock around the inner walls of Alex's tight twat.

"Mmm, fuck me, little brother," my sister crooned.

Only then did I slowly retract my dick, until just the head still remained inside her. And then I filled her again.

And again.

And again.

I started moving a little faster the more we kept going, not pounding her or anything like that but chugging along at a steady clip. Alex moaned and thrashed her head side to side, cooing how much she loved the feel of my body on top of hers and how amazing it felt to have my dick plugging her up.

"I love this so much," she groaned. "I love *you*."

Happily, I kissed her once more before replying, "I love you, too."

I don't know when Michelle came into the room. She may have been in her bedroom when we ran down the hall and followed immediately. She may have stayed outside for a while, working up the nerve to come inside. It doesn't really matter. What matters is that she was there, seated in Alex's desk chair, not only watching but shoving a hand down the front of her pajama pants and *masturbating* while she watched. And because she was watching, Alex simply HAD to put on a show.

I didn't realize this at first. I was too concentrated on the sister beneath me to know there was another sister in the chair, and when Alex noticed Michelle she certainly didn't tell me. Thinking back, though, I remember a time when my big sister got really quiet and she stared off to the side for thirty seconds or so. I was busy focusing on the way my cock drove in and out of the snug snatch surrounding my shaft. And after those thirty seconds, Alex started to get a lot more animated.

"Mmm, so big inside me," she moaned, eyes glittering while she gripped my shoulders a little harder. "So deep... So full..."

"So hot," I grunted right back. "You're so fucking hot, Lex. I can't believe I get to fuck you."

"Anytime, anywhere." she moaned back, humping her hips to meet my every thrust. "I'm your personal fucktoy." And that was only the start of it.

Showing off her flexibility, Alex raised her legs and crossed her ankles behind my neck, inviting me to fold her in half and really lay down the lumber. When she dropped her legs back down to the sides, she planted her feet flat and arched her back to thrust her big bosoms beneath my chin and really crunch her abs to writhe and wriggle beneath me. And eventually, she rolled us over so that she could be on top...

... and THAT'S when I realized we had an audience.

My eyes locked with Michelle's. She froze immediately, caught red-handed as it were with her hand inside her pants. I'd also locked up, something Alex noticed, and our big sister chuckled at her younger siblings' awkward tension. So rather than immediately impale herself, Alex took long, deliberate strokes with her right hand all the way up and down my thick cock, really putting it on display for our little sister. And only when Michelle's eyes had gone as wide as saucers did Alex finally mount herself and make a big show of moaning blissfully as she sat herself all the way down.

My big sister fucked me more athletically than she ever had before, putting her tight and toned body to use. She was also louder than ever before, keeping up a constant stream of dirty language guaranteed to make my blood boil and fuck her even harder.

"Fuck me, little brother!" was a common refrain, if a little obvious.

"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" came out of her mouth quite a bit as well.

"Grab my tits! Squeeze 'em. Maul my fucking titties and make me cream!" was at least more specific.

"Spank me! Hit me! *Hurt* me! Grab my hair and yank it! Hit me! Hit me! HIT MEEEEE!!" woke me up a bit, but did result in me giving her quite a few healthy smacks to her juicy round bottom while I pounded her doggy-style.

"So good! So fucking good! My little brother is such a fucking stud! He's fucking my poor pussy so gooooood! I love it! I love it! Such a fucking BIG, beautiful dick! My little brother's beautiful dick is stretching my poor pussy and I fucking love it! I love it! Fuck me, baby! Fuck me! You're gonna make me cum! I'm gonna cum on my little brother's horse dick! FUUUUUCK! I'm cumming! I'm fucking cumming! I'M CUMMMMIIIIIIIINNNNNNNGGGGGG!!"

Indeed, Alex was cumming, and so was Michelle for that matter. By now I was blasting my pelvis into Alex's bouncy butt from behind with her body profiled to the side so that Michelle would have a most excellent angle on all the good stuff. I had a great view of my little sister in the desk chair, her face ashen as she tried to fight off her impending climax, to no avail. And when Alex screamed in absolute ecstasy, Michelle screamed right with her.

Almost the whole time Alex screamed her nasty obscenities, she did so while staring straight at our little sister as if to say, 'Here it is. You wanted to know what it was like? THIS is what it's fucking like. And it's AMAZING.'

From the look on Michelle's face the entire time, I was pretty sure she got the message.

To be honest, I was showing off, too. I took long in and out strokes, crunching hard to make my abs bulge. I clenched my pecs and flexed my biceps, putting extra power into each thrust that practically pushed Alex off my prick with every plunge. I wasn't fucking for my big sister's pleasure. I was fucking to make it look good for my *little* sister. And I did it all while staring straight at her as if to say, "Here it is. This could be *you*. I'm fucking Lex the same way I'm gonna fuck YOU. And it's gonna be *AMAZING*."

From the way Michelle panted, her eyelids heavy, I was pretty sure she imagined I was fucking her, too.

Finally, it was time for me to blow. At first, I gripped Alex's hips super-hard, intending to hold her in place so I could rabbit-hump the hell out of her before blasting my load into the back of her womb. But a surge of... well... EGO... flooded through me. And with a wicked grin, I yanked myself out, forcefully flipped Alex over onto her back, and took a big step forward to plant my right foot flat on the mattress just past my big sister's shoulder. With my left knee back where it had been, this *really* opened up my crotch to Michelle's direct view.

I took my big, throbbing 8-inch dick in hand, aiming the fat mushroom head at Alex's face and jacking it furiously. It didn't take long, only a few seconds. With pecs puffed out, abs clenched, and turgid rod ready to blow, I didn't even look down at my big sister. All of my attention was on Michelle, right up to and through the moment when I made an ugly grimace and grunted with relief, firing wad after wad of creamy spunk... wherever. At the time, I didn't really know. Because I wasn't looking at Alex.

I was imagining I was blowing my load all over Michelle.

Eventually, I was done. Exhausted from fucking that hard that fast, I felt like a machine suddenly unplugged from the wall outlet. My head started swimming and inky blackness clouded my vision. My shoulders collapsed forward, and I abruptly bent forward to plant my left hand on the mattress. Only now did I get a good look at Alex's face, finding her grinning up at me with silly grin.

Her face was COVERED in cum. I must've had some extra juice saved up in reserve for a moment like this. There were even several drops dotting the mountainous slopes of her breasts, since the angle of my dick had dropped lower when I collapsed forward.

"You look *gorgeous*, Lex," I commented with a chuckle.

"You think? I suppose I should apply your special brand of lotion more often then." She scraped a glob of cum off her eyelid with one finger and popped it into her mouth. "You certainly gave me a ton of it."

"I was inspired by our audience, as were you. 'Spank me, hit me, hurt me'? That's new. What's next, nipple clamps and riding crops?"

"Only if you're a REALLY good boy." While wiping a little more off her face and similarly shoving my sperm into her mouth, Alex sucked on her fingers before rolling onto one shoulder and looking over to the desk chair, saying, "So whaddaya think, Chelley? Are you ready for a ride on the- Uhhh... Chelley?"

The chair was empty. Michelle was gone.

****

"Do you think we scared her?" Alex asked, once she'd sat up and confirmed our little sister wasn't anywhere in the room.

"Maybe," I admitted, worried the same thing. "But she could've left for any number of reasons. Embarrassment over masturbating in front of us. Guilt over having sexual thoughts about her brother and sister, more likely. Could even be something as simple as wanting to wash the pussy juice off her hands."

Alex gave me a skeptical look at that last one.

I waved dismissively, already getting off the bed. "I'll go find her." Suiting words to action, I quickly headed down the hallway, noticing along the way that the bathroom was empty, as was Michelle's bedroom. I quickly went into my own bedroom, put on underwear and a pair of shorts, and then returned back to the hallway.

Alex was coming the other way, still naked and finger-licking cum remnants she was gathering off her face and breasts. I caught her just as she was going into the bathroom and reached out to pinch her butt. She giggled and slapped my arm. I quickly went down the stairs and found Michelle in the first place I looked, seated on a couch staring off into space.

"Hey, Chelle," I began gently as I took as seat beside her, but not too close. "You okay?"

She didn't look at me, continuing her thousand-yard stare. "Uhhh, yeah..." she said slowly. "Yeah, I think so."

"I'm sorry about all that upstairs. I don't know what got into us."

Still staring somewhere into the distance past the wall, Michelle furrowed her eyebrows and muttered, "No... No need to apologize."

"You sure you alright?"

"I'm..." Her voice drifted off. She bit her lip, silent for a long while. But eventually she found her voice and actually turned her head to look at me. "I... When you and Lex..."

Michelle stopped, furrowed her eyebrows again, and looked down while taking a deep breath. When she picked her head up, even though her face was now pointed in my direction, she was staring a thousand yards away again. "I don't remember why I came back downstairs. I know I'd had this sense that I had forgotten something, but I don't remember what - like I'd left my water bottle in the living room and needed to put it away or something stupid like that. I heard you two talking, no big deal. But then I heard you say something about getting Alex to stop talking about your penis, and I just froze behind the corner. Then you brought up the time I snuck into your room, only you had it messed up and thought I was Alex. I thought you were gonna get upset with her for molesting you and I felt guilty, like she was gonna get in trouble for something *I'd* done, so I stepped into the room, gearing up to explain myself. But THEN Alex said all that about sucking you off and mounting you, and my mind just freaking exploded."

I nodded slowly, and when her eyes refocused and she really LOOKED at me, I said, "I can understand that must've been quite shocking for you."

"Shocked, but *extremely* aroused. You have no idea how long I've fantasized about having sex with you, do you? I thought it would never happen. I know you've caught me checking you out every now and again. I've caught you checking ME out too, but every time you did you would immediately grimace and turn away. I could see you felt guilty for... for like being a pervert or something."

I grimaced now, and Michelle added, "Yeah, exactly like that."

Taking a deep breath, I said quietly, "I'm your big brother. My job is to protect you, not molest you."

"What if I *want* you to molest me."

I grimaced again. "Please don't use that word."

"Fine. What if I want you to FUCK me?" she said matter-of-factly.

Michelle's words blew my mind a little bit, so I whistled, stood up off the couch, and paced away. I noticed now that Alex had joined us and leaned against the wall in almost the same spot where Michelle had been when she'd caught us, just inside the first corner leading into the TV room from the stairs. My big sister had gotten dressed in sweatpants and a T-shirt, although it was obvious she was without a bra. I gave her a look as if to ask, 'You wanna jump in here and say something?' But she looked back with an expression that said, 'The two of you need to work this out.'

Taking a deep breath, I walked back to the couch and sat back down. Michelle waited for me patiently, although I could see a certain... heat... in her gaze that hadn't been there before. Michelle had also dressed after her shower, but she was in cotton shorts and a spaghetti-strap camisole, also without a bra. There was no mistaking the prominent nipples denting through the sheer fabric of the cami.

Changing the subject, I gave her a serious look and asked, "Why did you run away from the room just now?"

Michelle blinked and looked away. Fidgeting with her fingers, she looked down at them and blushed. "Ah, well... You guys were a little intense up there."

"I'm sorry if that scared you," I apologized.

"My fault," Alex interjected. "I, uh, I got turned on having an audience and I think I wanted to show off. We're not always like that."

Rubbing my forehead, I admitted, "And once Lex started showing off, I wanted to show off too. Especially because you had such an intensely aroused look on your face."

"Because you were so gorgeous," Michelle told me, getting that vacant stare again with her eyes aimed in the vicinity of my abs. I still hadn't put on a shirt. "You were *both* gorgeous. I've watched a little bit of porn before, but THAT... Wow..." Her voice trailed off.

Alex and I exchanged grins at the compliment.

Michelle looked thoughtful. "Intellectually, I knew you two were having sex. You said as much with that bit about mounting him, and there was a very comfortable familiarity in the way you were rubbing his junk. But knowing it was happening and actually SEEING it happen... Well... Those are two VERY different things."

"Well... now you've seen it," I began in a gentle voice. "It's real. The question is: Are you going to do something about it?"

Michelle blinked twice and frowned. "What do you mean by that?"

I winced, realizing my question had not been clear, but Alex jumped in and explained, "We just wanted to make sure you're not gonna tell anyone about this."

"What? No, of course not!" Michelle looked dumbfounded that she'd even said such a thing. "I'd never hurt you two like that."

Alex sighed, "Didn't think so, but it's reassuring to hear you say that." She approached now, sitting on the sofa's armrest just behind me.

My little sister turned her gaze to me, fixing me with a puppy dog look with her big, beautiful eyes. Both my sisters had beautiful eyes to go with beautiful faces and beautiful bodies, something I'd always known but had never felt comfortable admitting, even to myself. "No, I'd never rat you out," she repeated, focused quite intensely on me. "The only thing I'd want... I think you know already."

I gulped and took a deep breath. Popping my eyebrows, I asked carefully, "Are you sure that's what you want?

Michelle gave me a shy smile as she reached up to touch my cheek. "I want you. I really do..."

I arched an eyebrow. "I smell a 'but' coming."

Michelle sighed and dropped her hand away. "But... I'm not ready for this yet. It's all a little too overwhelming. I know I've been making suggestive comments and even... flirting... a bit with you, doing little things to get you to check me out. But... I mean... Fantasizing about you is one thing. Actually DOING something about it..."

I nodded and reached out to pat her shoulder in a very platonic way. "I get it."

"You're not mad?"

I frowned. "Mad? Why would I be mad?"

Michelle blushed. "I just told you that I want you but that I'm NOT going to have sex with you. Don't boys always get mad when a girl tells them that?"

I chuckled. "I'm not a regular 'boy'; I'm your brother. Now I'll admit that the idea of having sex with you really turns me on, but I would never have acted on that urge. In fact, I've spent a lot of time trying very hard to NOT think about having sex with you. I already told you: my job is to protect you, not... ugh."

"Not molest me?"

I made a face. "The point is: even if you *never* want to have sex with me for the rest of our lives, I'll NEVER get mad at you for it. I love you, Chelle. And we don't ever have to do something you're not comfortable with."

"I'm not saying *never*. I'm just saying... 'not now'..." She looked apologetic. "Is that alright?"

I held both hands up. "Perfectly. I'm good with whatever you're comfortable with, even if that turns out to be 'nothing'."

"I love you, big brother," my little sister told me, and she reached across the couch to give me a warm hug.

"I love you, too." I hugged Michelle back, careful not to accidentally touch anything I shouldn't be touching, the same way I'd done ever since she grew boobs. A moment later, Alex leaned over from the armrest and wrapped her arms around both of us, adding, "I love you both."

****

Saturday morning I woke up with my usual morning hard-on. I cued up my favorite erotica website on my iPad, and for the first time let myself pick one of the incest stories about a guy and his sister. I quickly realized the girl was his *little* sister and backed out to pick another one. Even though Michelle had admitted she fantasized about me, she also made clear she wasn't ready to actually start doing anything with me, and for now that meant that -I- didn't want to think of her in sexual terms. Eventually, I found a story about a teenager and his college-aged big sister, and I rubbed out a good one reading that.

Michelle was in the kitchen and said she was making waffles for everyone. I gave her a big hug of thanks and then went to pour myself some orange juice. That part was normal. What was *not* normal was the way she held me a little longer, smiled a little brighter, and stared at me with a look of adoration on her face. Even so, the changes weren't that drastic, and I never got the sense that she was about to pounce on me or anything.

Alex, on the other hand, came downstairs halfway through brunch. I had been in the kitchen getting a refill of orange juice when my big sister growled at me, grabbed my ass, and pulled my crotch against her belly while yanking my head down to stick her tongue into my mouth. THAT was certainly out of the norm. And then she winked at Michelle immediately after breaking our kiss.

But Alex settled down after that and we enjoyed the rest of our meal. The three of us went on another hiking trip (we were going to run out of good trails in the area pretty soon). After returning home, Alex made some comment about needing a massage after that grueling hike and shot me a look suggesting that I be the one to give it to her, but Michelle wanted to play board games with me, and Alex quickly agreed that the two of us should play.

So Michelle and I played board games. Alex video chatted with her friends. We all ate dinner. We all watched some TV. And in the evening, Michelle suggested we do an upper body workout and invited Alex to join us. We all changed into workout clothes, I pushed the coffee table back, and I settled in to stare at the girls - much more fun to watch them than the Thenx guy.

The nice thing about upper body workouts is that you get tired and all, but you're not flat-on-your-back exhausted like after a 40-minute cardio video. And so I found myself seated on the couch chugging water like there was no tomorrow, a bit weary but alert enough to pay attention to the way the girls moved around the room. In fact, when both of them came to sit on either side of me, Alex using my shoulder as a backrest and Michelle sitting rather closer to me than usual, I was only too aware of how amazing they both looked in their outfits. I was also aware that I hadn't cum since waking up - not the greatest duration I'd ever gone between ejaculations, of course, but still towards the high end of the spectrum for me lately. I wasn't complaining or anything, it's just that my dick noticed it hadn't been used in quite a while. And the presence of sweaty girls in skimpy clothing cuddling up to me (and in Alex's case, giving me a really good angle down the front of her sports bra), had me sporting a pretty fat chubby that made itself rather obvious in my gym shorts.

In the past, I would have sat up and excused myself in some manner to hide the boner. Scratch that, I probably wouldn't have even GOTTEN the boner in the first place, because I would never have been ogling my own *sisters* in the first place, especially Michelle. But now that it was... well... *acceptable* to ogle my sisters, I did just that, and so the boner presented itself.

Michelle noticed it first. We'd been chatting about something, although I don't really remember what the topic was now. That part of my memory ceased to be important the moment my little sister's hand settled atop my bulge, tracing its length with her fingertips and then pressing down a bit with her palm.

Alex must've asked me something, and when I didn't respond she glanced back at me while repeating my name. That's when *she* noticed what Michelle was doing, and in the corner of my eye I saw a rather silly grin spread across her face.

But moments later, just as suddenly as she'd started, Michelle yanked her hand away. Looking decidedly embarrassed about what she'd done, my little sister got off the couch and walked away while Alex called, "Hey, that's not very nice! You can't start something like that and leave him hanging!"

I shot Alex a look saying, 'Don't pressure her!'

"I'm not leaving him hanging," Michelle replied, blushing, taking a deep breath and pointedly looking away. "I'm leaving him with *you*."

Now Alex had started rubbing my bulge, but her gaze was on Michelle. "Soooo, you're saying you *don't* mind if I take him upstairs and put this beautiful cock to good use?" Suiting action to her words, she pulled down my shorts and started jacking my rod out in the open.

Michelle took one glance and immediately jerked her eyes away. Blushing deeper and pointedly not looking at us, Michelle confirmed, "Go right ahead."

Alex's pumping hand had me at full mast, and stopping at the base with a full four inches exposed at the top, she waggled my erection in Michelle's direction. "Wanna watch?"

Michelle shot Alex a look, a deer-in-the-headlights look, but she looked away again and took a deep breath. "Not tonight, alright?"

Alex quickly clued in that she shouldn't push her little sister and conceded, "Alright, alright. Maybe another time." She squeezed my dick a little harder and turned back to me. "I want you to fuck me from behind again, okay? But I'd *really* love it if you'd go down on me first."

My head was swimming by now, but I managed to nod agreeably. "Anytime, anywhere."

Michelle finally fled, and once she was gone, Alex pulled me off the couch and dragged me upstairs immediately. Ten minutes later, her thighs clamped around the sides of my head while she howled her orgasm loud enough for the whole house to hear. After that, she ordered me to climb aboard and skewer her right away, an order with which I happily complied. She got another orgasm with her heels drumming against the small of my back, and only afterwards did she remember she wanted me to fuck her from behind. Her final climax came while I gripped her big tits as handholds to really yank her body back against mine as I unloaded myself into her sucking snatch. And ten minutes after that, I developed a fresh erection while we were soaping each other's body underneath the shower spray in the big bathroom.

Alex went to bed with a belly full of fresh protein. I went to bed sleeping the happy sleep of a well-fucked young man. And as I would find out later, Michelle went to bed having masturbated herself to three orgasms listening to us from the safety of her own room.

Alex had never bothered to close her bedroom door, you see, and despite originally saying "not tonight", Michelle did indeed come in to watch before fleeing away. And yet, despite the orgasms, Michelle wasn't quite satisfied. Explaining everything to me later, she couldn't shake the feeling that she was "missing out". So while Alex and I settled into the serene slumber of the sexually satiated, our little sister tossed and turned and could never quite get her brain to relax. And THAT'S why she decided to do what she did next.

****

I awoke with my usual morning hard-on. The morning air was cold against my right cheek, the pillow reassuringly warm against my left. I snuggled deeper into the covers and their cocooning heat while pressing my chest against her back, which was covered only by a thin layer of cotton. As my senses came alive, the fingers of my left hand reflexively squeezed the firm breast I was currently palming as my left arm snaked beneath her pillow to hold her from the opposite side. My right hand firmed up over her hip, gently holding her in place while I reflexively ground my erection into her panty-covered ass.

She moaned a little in her sleep. Her panties were a thong that did nothing to cover the hemispheres of her buttocks, and although my erection was separated from her bare skin by my boxer shorts, they molded around the rod like a hot dog bun while my shaft settled into the cleft of her buttcheeks like... well... a hot dog.

I hot-dogged her ass for just a few seconds, sighing happily as my conscious brain slowly booted up like an archaic computer running Microsoft Windows XP. I felt her nipple hardening beneath her pajama shirt as I continued to fondle its breast. And as my remaining senses became aware of the fact that yes, I was spooned up against a warm, scantily-clad female, hormones flooded my brain urging me to slide my boxer shorts down, tug the strap of her thong aside, and slowly push my mushroom head deep into her pussy from behind.Only then did my conscious stop to wonder, *How exactly is there a girl in my bed? Didn't I go to sleep alone? Aren't we in the middle of a pandemic where the only other two human beings in this house are my sisters?*

My eyes flew open as my now fully awake brain rapidly performed the calculations necessary to conclude that it was my *little* sister in bed with me (really, I calculated based on cup size of the boob in my hands and buttcheek size of the buns I was hot-dogging). And I jerked away in shock, exclaiming, "Chelle!"

Whimpering, my little sister reached back with one arm and promptly tugged me back to her. No coherent words came forth, just insistent whining until I stopped resisting and spooned my chest against her back once more. Then, her right hand grabbed my ass and tugged until my crotch re-pressed into her thong-clad ass as well.

"Chelle?" I asked again, a little calmer but just as confused. "What are you doing here?"

"Mmshlepppng," she mumbled. After taking a deep breath, she added in a clearer voice, "Hug me."

Still confused but willing to acquiesce, I wrapped my right arm around my sister's midsection. The left hand I had dropped away from her breast as soon as I realized who was in my bed, but I now brought it back, this time holding my own right forearm rather than touch her anywhere... intimate. I also tried to shift my hips so that my erection was no longer sandwiched by her buttcheeks, but when I moved it Michelle whined until I pressed it back into her ass again.

"You said," she began slowly, "whatever I'm comfortable with... right? This is what I'm comfortable with. Just... hug me."

"Okay," I conceded, squeezing her momentarily with my arms.

Finally content, Michelle visibly relaxed and her body sagged a bit into the mattress. Sighing in resignation although not yet understanding, I allowed myself to hug her and *tried* not to think about how close my erection was at this very moment to my little sister's pussy... or her asshole, for that matter. Of course, trying NOT to think of something only makes you think about it even MORE, which got my dick to start throbbing in my shorts. She wriggled her butt against it for a minute and then settled down, simply enjoying the feel of my body wrapped around hers. And after a few minutes, she seemed to fall asleep again.

But not me. My adrenaline was pumping, and all kinds of conflicting thoughts were running through my brain. I couldn't forget the feel of her breast in my hand with its hard little nipple, and I couldn't decide if I even WANTED to forget it. I couldn't ignore the way my cock felt pressed into my little sister's butt-crevice. And I couldn't get out of my head just how freakin' GOOD she smelled right now.

So I lay there for a long time, unable to move and unable to sleep. Eventually, I risked rolling flat onto my back, finally removing my cock from her butt, and she didn't wake. But I was still trapped there by my left arm beneath her neck, and I wasn't sure I wanted to risk removing it. Perhaps it would be better if I gnawed the limb off.

At least contemplating the mechanics involved in chewing one's arm off led me down a new line of thought, one that resulted in my morning wood going away. And I stared at the ceiling for the next hour, wondering what the hell was going to happen next.

****

When she finally awoke, Michelle apologized for sneaking into my bed last night. She explained that she'd been unable to fall asleep and the idea of cuddling with me just really, really appealed to her. So she had crawled in beside me, pillowed her head on my shoulder, and nodded right off. She said it was the best sleep she'd had since before the pandemic.

At the time, she made no mention of doing so again. We got up, went through our morning routines, and did all the same things we did on any other normal Sunday. It was my turn to go to the grocery store. We got some exercise, watched TV, and played games together. We video chatted with our parents. Alex even came to my room around bedtime feeling horny, and she waddled out of the room just after 11pm with my sperm squishing deep inside her snatch. As men often do after a spectacular orgasm, I fell asleep quickly afterward.

But later that night, sometime around midnight, I woke up to feel a body sliding into bed beside me. Still quite groggy, I muttered a confused, "Wha-?"

Michelle shushed me gently and said, "Relax. It's just me." She curled herself up alongside my body, pillowing her head on my right shoulder and wrapping her right arm across my bare belly.

Half-asleep and willing to just go with it, I nodded, sighed, and let my head loll away. Both of us relaxed, and I could feel inky blackness tugging me back into dreamland.

That's when Michelle discovered that I was completely naked. Her arm slid lower, across my thighs, her forearm brushing against my limp penis. She tensed up suddenly, drawing her arm back until her hand settled directly over my shaft. And almost tentatively, she wrapped her fingers around her brother's dick.

That inky blackness started to fade away as my conscious awareness screamed at me, 'A hot girl has her hand on your dick! A hot girl has her hand on your dick!'

"Chelle?" I asked uncertainly as my eyes re-opened, although I made no move to stop her.

She didn't respond except to circle her palm in a counterclockwise motion, slowly, as if rolling out a blob of Play-Doh. I felt myself starting to firm up immediately.

"Chelle?" I asked again, with a little more concern in my voice.

"Whatever I'm comfortable with, right?" she murmured. Her head was still pillowed on my chest. Indeed, it seemed like she wasn't moving at all, except for the way her palm kept rolling me. Although as my dick elongated, she wrapped her fingers around my girth and started pumping.

Breathing a little harder, I conceded, "Okay."

Taking a deep breath, my little sister continued giving me a handjob. Within minutes, I was fully erect, and her right hand was gliding along all eight inches from base to crown and back. She turned her face, nibbling on the bare skin of my shoulder and giving my chest small kisses, but it was clear that her focus was on the way her hand continued to pump me.

As the pleasure built, I closed my eyes and let my head fall back, pressing into my pillow. I started breathing harder. My hips started involuntarily thrusting upward, trying to get more feeling. And I groaned beneath my breath as Michelle began to speed up her pumps.

"Enjoying this?" my little sister asked rhetorically, her voice a tease.

"Nngh..." I grunted in response.

"Enjoying the idea that your little sister is jacking you off?"

"*Nngh*..." I grunted louder, thrusting my hips off the bed at the same time.

"You're gonna make a mess in your bedsheets if I keep this up, aren't you?"

"Nnnnnggghhh..." I grunted with a bit of a whine.

"And we can't have that, can we? I mean, I'd planned on sleeping in this bed with you, and it would be awfully uncomfortable to sleep in wet sheets. So maybe I should stop."

"Ngh!" I grunted negatively. Thankfully, she didn't stop, didn't even slow down.

"But seriously, we can't have you making a mess. That was just be gross. Thankfully, I have a solution." And with that, Michelle slipped her head off my shoulder as she slid her entire body further beneath the sheets.

Suddenly, I was holding my breath as I realized what she was about to do. Seconds later, that realization became reality, my little sister's lips wrapping around my shaft as she took in inch after inch of brother-dick into her mouth.

"Ngggh! Ngggh! Ngggh!" I grunted, teeth clenched as I tried to hold onto the sensations flooding my brain. It felt SOOOO good. And yet I could scarcely believe what was going on.

*My teenage little sister is giving me a blowjob.*

Michelle bobbed her head up and down, taking a few inches of me into her mouth at a time before pulling back while sucking harder. Hell, she hadn't even KISSED me since finding out Alex and I were banging. Now she had her lips pressed against a significantly more intimate part of my body, and I never wanted this feeling to end.

But you know what they say about all good things. My hands were tangled in her hair, and when my fingers suddenly clamped down onto her skull, she knew I was about to blow. My little sister pulled her head back until only my mushroom head remained inside her mouth, and she pumped my shaft furiously with her right hand.

"Chelle!" I moaned as I came, both testicles uncorking and firing away. Michelle's mouth was flooded in an instant, but she swallowed quickly and readied for more. My hips bucked five or six times, each heralding a fresh wad of cum to go straight into my teenaged sister's belly. And finally I collapsed, feeling like my spine had been forcibly withdrawn from my body while Michelle kept my prick in her mouth, suckling out every last drop to ensure nothing would spill out on the sheets.

I lost track of time after that. I didn't fall asleep (I think), but I was certainly out of it for a little while, awash in my post-ejaculative glow. I realized Michelle must have gotten my boxer shorts from somewhere, perhaps even retrieved a fresh pair from the drawer, because I found myself tucked into my underwear by the time she pillowed her head on my shoulder once more.

"You tasted like pussy juice when I got started," Michelle muttered with a smirk as she looked up at me with those big, beautiful eyes. "And I don't usually like swallowing. I think I've only ever done it like... twice. But like I said, I didn't want to make a mess in the sheets. And there's something so deliciously... naughty... about the idea of swallowing my big brother's cum."

I grunted wearily, "I'll have to take your word for it."

Michelle frowned, and in a concerned voice she asked, "Did you not enjoy that? I'm not the most experienced cocksucker. I'm sorry if I couldn't... uh... please you the way some of your girlfriends could. Or even Lex. I-"

I shushed my little sister with a finger to her lips. "What the hell makes you think I didn't enjoy that?"

"Well you didn't seem all that enthused a second ago."

"I LOVED it. I'm just tired. You wiped me out, Chelle. But please don't doubt that I enjoyed it."

Michelle screwed up her face. "I think I'll ask Lex to give me lessons. So I can be better for you."

"You were *great*," I reassured her.

"Guys'll say anything after you've let them cum in your mouth."

I chuckled. "That's probably true."

"So I'll have to ask you again in the morning when the blood has returned to your brain."

"I'll give you the same answer I'm giving you now." I sighed and reached up to caress my sister's cheek. "You were wonderful. Thank you."

She didn't look like she wanted to 100% believe me, but she accepted my answer for now. Sighing again, she craned her head forward and gently pressed her lips to mine. I pressed my lips right back, and moments later she pressed harder and parted my lips to push in her tongue.

It was our first real kiss.

We made out for a little bit, her taste just a touch salty. But eventually she pulled away and set her chin down on my chest, murmuring, "I love you, big brother."

I smiled and caressed her cheek once more. "I love you, too."