Chapter 3827 - 2

good girl, I texted back. - now go to bed.

Ok, she responded and sent a blushing, smiling face emoji.

I closed my phone and went to bed myself.

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I worked from home for the rest of the week. Every day I signed into my computer at 9 AM and worked until 6 or 7. Most of my day was spent writing or testing code, but I was often pulled into chats or meetings to discuss the work.

I enjoyed it. I was good at my job and my team quickly learned that they could trust me to do my job so I was left mostly to my own devices.

I fell into a routine. In the mornings I would work out using the small gym. Some days Soph joined me, doing her yoga routine while I worked the weights. That was always pleasant as I got the chance to look at her tight body as she stretched.

Mid afternoon I would set my work notifications as busy and go out for a 45 minute to one hour run. It kept me from feeling lethargic and cleared my mind for the work I had ahead.

I discovered how Soph filled her days. She kept the house clean, no small task given its size. They could have easily hired a cleaner, I supposed, but it kept her busy. She insisted on doing my laundry as well, but I forbade her from cleaning my room. It didn't feel right.

She would also leave often, running errands, doing the shopping and volunteering. She did, however, come home and make supper every night which we ate together. In the evenings she would watch TV in the room outside of mine. Some nights I joined her, others I stayed in my room, playing on my computer.

When I did join her we were very careful to keep a distance between us, sitting at either end of the couch. We never discussed that evening when I was inside of her. It was an unspoken agreement that we would pretend that it did not happen.

Still, I often caught her staring at me, her face inscrutable. I suspected she was thinking about how close we had come to fucking and betraying my brother. She would always look away quickly if she caught me noticing. If we kept this up, I thought, we would eventually put it completely behind us.

What was more difficult to put behind me was Olive. She was not following the same path as her step mother. She was not trying to pretend that nothing happened. At least not when it was just the two of us.

The evening after I had cum over her she came down to my room again. She was wearing something very similar to the night before and my cock lurched when I saw her. She licked her lips looking up and me and I glanced at the stairway behind her that led to the main floor. I knew I had to do something about this.

Olive tried to push past me and enter my room but I put a hand on her chest and stopped her.

"Go upstairs," I said.

She looked at me surprised. This was obviously not how she had thought this would go.

"What?" She asked. "Are you serious?"

"I am," I said. "Go upstairs. Now, Olive."

She pouted at me.

"But last night ... we ..."

I signed.

"I had fun last night but this is stupid. And reckless. We are not going to get caught doing this."

"I won't tell anyone," she whispered to me. "I'll let you do anything you want to me. Just ... let me in your room."

I almost caved. I almost grabbed her and dragged her to my bed and started fucking her, consequences be damned. I had, however, thought about this and knew that would be a mistake. Not only did it risk us getting caught, it continued to let Olive have her way, something that clearly she was very used to.

I reached out and grabbed Olive's chin and pushed her against my doorframe. I moved forward and pressed myself against her, feeling her chest press into mine. I put my nose against hers and kissed her for the first time.

My tongue met hers and we French kissed for a few moments. My hard cock pressed into her stomach. Finally I broke the kiss.

"We have to be more careful. No more sneaking down to my room without asking me first. Keep yourself under control."

"But I need you, daddy," Olive moaned. "Please. I need you to fuck me."

I reached between us and pushed my hand into her shorts, feeling her bare pussy. I curled two fingers into her. She groaned and began to move her hips.

"I'll fuck you when I decide, do you understand that?" I asked.

Olive nodded. Suddenly I pulled my fingers out of her and pushed her away from me.

"Now go upstairs."

"But what about ..." she gestured down towards her crotch. "I need you."

"You know how to take care of yourself, don't you?" I asked.

Olive nodded.

"Then go do so. Now."

She turned and started heading towards the stairs, looking very upset. I called out her name. She turned and looked at me hopefully.

"Take a video and send it to me."

She smiled and headed up.

I did receive a video later. It was shaky but clearly showed Olive with a toy dildo. She was shoving the rubber cock in her and rubbing herself at the same time. She was moaning for her daddy. I watched it and jerked off.

The rest of the week I avoided being alone with her. Olive would often try to get at me, pressing against me when Soph was gone or even just not looking. I would maul the girl with my hands and kiss her, but I always broke it off. She sent me several videos and photos of herself and I loved each one. I could feel her getting more and more desperate as the days went by, as she begged for my attention. Each time I told her, not yet. I liked the dynamic shift between us.

It was getting harder and harder for me to keep control over myself. Each day I was closer to abandoning all morals and betraying my brother, taking his niece. I was holding out for that Friday. I hoped that I could connect with one of Soph's friends. Get myself some relief. Friday couldn't come soon enough.

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I finished up on Friday around 6:30 and headed upstairs, still in my jeans and t-shirt. I could already hear feminine voices laughing in the kitchen as I walked up. It sounded like Soph's friends had already arrived.

I walked into the kitchen to see Soph pouring booze into the blender, three other women around her. They were all very beautiful, showing a decent amount of flesh, already in their swimsuits. They all looked around her age, late twenties. Soph was wearing a pale blue two piece suit that showed off her curvy body, two thin strings tied on her hips holding the bottom together.

"Dan," she called out, smiling. I guessed that they had already started drinking, based on the flushed faces and the giggles. "Come on! Have a drink! Let me introduce you!"

She came around the island and pulled me into the kitchen hand on my arm. This was the most physical contact we had had since that night many days earlier.

"This is Abigale," she said, stopping me in front of the first woman who was sitting on one of the stools at the counter.. She was short, probably about 5'5. She had red hair, freckles across her cheeks and chest, easy to see since she was wearing a pretty small emerald green string bikini. Her breasts were large, almost out of proportion on her small, thin frame, though they looked natural. She had an off-white piece of fabric wrapped around her broad hips. She had hazel eyes that seemed to light up when she saw me. She smiled and put out her hand to shake.

"You can call me Abbi," she said as she blatantly looked me up and down. "Nice to meet you."

"This is Cort," Soph said, walking me towards the second woman who was also sitting on a stool. She was wearing a red and white striped bikini. She was leaner than Abbi, clearly more athletic. Her breasts were small, but looked perfect on her body. Her suit was more modest than Abbi but it still excited me to see her in it.

"Short for Courtney," Cort said, also shaking my hand. She was more discrete in checking me out than Abbi but I caught her looking me up and down.

"And this is Kay," Soph said, stopping me in front of the last woman who was leaning against the counter by the blender. Kay had thick black hair that fell to her shoulders in waves. Her eyes were big and very dark, with plump red lips. She was wearing a black bikini that was so small it almost did not exist, barely containing her large breasts, the bottoms cut high, leaving most of her hips and ass cheeks on view.

"Kay," I said. "Right. You just got engaged. Congratulations."

She smiled at me and wrapped her arms around me in a hug. I felt her melt her hot body against me, breasts pressed into my chest.

"Thank you, Dan," she said, finally stepping back. "I'm very excited! It's nice to meet you!"

If you have ever been the odd one joining a small group of people who are very close to one another you will know what my experience was like. They did nothing to push me out, but I was definitely the outsider on the fringe of their conversations. While they had all been with Soph celebrating Kay's engagement the other day, that still was the thing they were most excited to be talking about.

I took one of the margaritas that Soph made and leaned against the counter between Cort and Abbi, listening to the conversation adding very little. I let my eyes dart around and check out the women around me, enjoying the views.

After a while Soph announced that we needed to shift to the pool to take in the last of the early summer evening sun. She demanded that I go down and change into my swimsuit and led her friends out to the poolside.

I pulled on a pair of swim trunks and a short sleeve Hawaiian style shirt that I left unbuttoned on my bare chest and headed to the pool. Soph, Cort, and Abbi were sitting in loungers, leaning back and sipping their drinks through straws. Kay was in the pool, treading water in the deep end.

As I approached Abbi turned towards me and gave a cheeky wolf whistle. I grinned at her and jokingly turned around slowly showing off the goods. I caught Soph watching me approach as well. Cort looked me up and down, and even Kay, in the pool, was watching me.

"Damn, Soph," Abbi said, "look at what you have here! How can you keep your hands off of him? I would be all over him if I was alone with him all day!"

Soph turned red and looked away from me, changing the subject.

I sat down on one of the empty loungers and picked up my drink, sipping the sugary alcohol.

"Dan," Kay called. "Soph said you haven't been in the pool yet! That's a shame! Join me!"

I smiled. It seemed like Soph had been talking about me. Also, it was true. I had not taken the time yet. I stood, pulling off my shirt and jumped into the pool, splashing Kay.

"Oh," she said, "you'll pay for that! I did my hair for tonight!" She was laughing, wiping water out of her eyes. Then she swept her arm, sending a small wave of water at me.

I splashed back at her and she lunged at me, laughing. I turned away from her and she wrapped her arms around my shoulders, trying to drag me under the water. I held on and kept my head above water before suddenly dunking down, taking her under the water with me. We came up and she was sputtering and laughing. I tried to shake her off and toss her.

She moved around my body and was hanging onto my shoulders, face to face with me, her breasts pressed to my chest. Her legs wrapped around my hips as she tried to keep hold of me. I was suddenly very aware of her body pressed against mine. I tried to break away as I felt my cock start to harden. She gripped me harder and pressed herself more firmly against me.

Her crotch was pressed hard against my cock and I watched her eyes widen as she felt me grow against her.

"Oh," she said, suddenly smiling slyly, talking quietly. "What's this?"

I coughed, a bit embarrassed. "Nothing."

"It doesn't feel like nothing," she said, starting to grind herself against me. "It feels like quite a bit more than nothing."

"I'm sorry," I said.

"Why," she said, still being quiet. "It's flattering. I like that you seem to like me. And you like me *so* much."

I couldn't help but look at her left hand which was hanging onto my shoulder. The large diamond of her engagement ring glittered in the late day sun. Kay smirked at me, and started to grind herself up and down against the length of my hard cock. Her face looked flushed and I could feel her nipples like hard nubs against my chest.

"I wouldn't worry about that," she whispered. "He's not here, is he? He can't see me grind against you, can he? He can't see me acting like a slut. He can't see me grind my pussy on your cock. It's our secret."

I could not help it. I reached into the water and grasped the soft globes of her ass and pulled her even tighter against me, grinding myself into her. She gasped in my ear.

"Oh you like that?" she whispered. "You like a woman being a slut for you don't you?"

"I do," I admitted, grinding against her. "I really do."

"What are you two up to?" Abbi called out from the side of the pool, reminding us that there were other people around. Kay turned her head to look at the group of women over her shoulder.

"I'm trying to dunk him! Why don't you jump in and help!" Kay called out, not stopping her hips movements against mine. Abbi laughed and then she was jumping into the pool and swimming over to us where we had wound up in shallower water.

She wrapped her arms around my neck as well, her chest pressed against my back. I could feel her soft breasts pressed against my bare skin.

"Let's see if the two of us can take him down," Abbi laughed. Her legs wrapped around me as well and the two of them tried to off-balance me. I was very happy that my working out paid off as I managed to stand firm.

Abbi's legs were around both me and Kay and I heard her chuckle as she felt my hands on Kay's ass, and the movements of Kay's hips.

"What do we have here," Abbi said in my ear. "Are you being naughty, you two?"

"You aren't going to tell on us, are you," Kay chuckled.

"Not if you share," Abbi said and I felt her hand move around me, across my stomach, hand flat. "Oh, these abs," she almost moaned. "Good stuff, Dan."

Her hand reached down and I felt it slip past the waistband of my shorts, grasping my cock. Kay loosened the grip her legs had on my waist, moving back so that Abbi had enough room. The redhead began to stroke my cock, rubbing it against Kay's sex through the two layers of fabric.

"It's nice to see that being engaged hasn't made you less fun," Abbi purred to Kay.

"Oh," Kay said, "I'll always be ready for this kind of fun."

Abbi managed to pull my cock out of my shorts and somehow without me noticing Kay had moved her bikini bottom to the side. Suddenly I felt the head of my cock rubbing between the lips of her pussy.

She moaned as Abbi stroked me against her sex.

"Put him in me," Kay whispered and Abbi chuckled, her voice husky.

"Such as slut," she said and lined me up with the dark haired beauty in front of me. I groaned as I sank into her, her sex feeling hot after the cool water.

"Such a good cock," Kay moaned.

Abbi reached around me and her hands joined mine on Kay's ass, pulling her against me, pushing me deeper into her. Kay groaned against my shoulder. I stood there, feet on the bottom of the pool while Abbi moved her friend, making me fuck her.

"Hey guys," Soph suddenly called out from the side of the pool. "Come on out of there! It's time to eat!"

Kay groaned with frustration and then pushed off of me, sliding me out of her.

"Damn it," she muttered. "We will finish this later."

I saw her straighten her bikini bottoms under the water. Abbi grasped my cock again and stroked it quickly a few times before pushing it back into my shorts. She kissed the top of my shoulder before starting to swim away.

"Me too," she said. "Later."

I swam to the edge of the pool and pulled myself out. There was nothing I could do to hide my arousal so I did not bother. The wet suit clung to my still erect cock as water flowed down my body.

I glanced over at Soph, whose face was very red. She was staring at my crotch before she glanced up and saw me watching her. She looked away. I shifted my gaze to Cord who was also looking. She didn't shift her gaze when our eyes met. She just raised one eyebrow then smiled.

"I'm nominating Dan to cook," Soph said. "Dan. You man the grill! I'll get more drinks!"

I spent the next 45 minutes or so cooking burgers and hotdogs on my brother's large grill. Soph and her friends were joking around, having a good time and I was able to calm down from what had happened in the pool. There was the expected joke from Abbi about wanting 'meat' which made her friends cackle but other than that it was pretty harmless.

As a group they were pretty drunk by the time we were done eating. The margaritas had been flowing, with only Cord switching to water. She had to drive home. I had switched to beer myself and had had much less to drink so, despite my buzz I was the most sober next to her.

The sun had gone down but it was still a warm evening. None of the women seemed inclined to put anything on to cover their bikinis, something I was thankful for.

I was sitting on a lounger listening to Abbi tell a story about some shared experience back in college when my phone buzzed.

I checked it and saw that it was a message from Olive.

having fun with the old skanks? It read.

Sure, I replied. -good night. You?

She had told me earlier that she was out with some of her friends and was going to stay with one of them.

bored. Was thinking about you.

I saw that she was sending me a photo. I carefully made sure that my screen was turned away from the women around me and opened it.

It was an image of Olive taken in a bathroom of some bar. She had her shirt up, showing her breasts. Her pants were undone and spread open and I could see her hand in the front of them.

this is what I do when I think about you.

Hot, I sent back. - have fun tonight.

If you fuck one of those old ladies let me know.

Sure. I will, I replied, omitting that I had already been inside one of them.

"Girlfriend?" Cord asked me, gesturing to my phone as she sat on the edge of my recliner.

"Ah," I said, suddenly feeling guilty. "Nope. No girlfriend. I'm single."

"Soph did say that," Cord said. She was smirking. "But the way you moved your phone when you opened it. That had to be from a girl. Dirty picture?"

I laughed and shrugged.

"What can I say?"

Cord winked at me and patted my leg.

"Glad you are having fun."

"It's getting kind of cold," Abbi announced to the group. "It's hot tub time!"

The girls cheered and all four of them quickly headed towards the large, in ground hot tub which had been swirling away beside us all evening.

I also walked over and climbed in, sinking with a satisfied grunt. The jets felt good against my skin and the heat was nice. I had been pushing my workouts all week. I needed this.

Abbi got into the hot tub to my right and Kay to my left. There was plenty of space in the hot tub but both settled against me, their thighs pressed against mine.

Soph sat across from us and Cord sat on the edge, beside her, lower legs in the hot water.

"God I love this thing," Abbi said leaning back.

I sipped my beer and set it on the side of the tub. Abbi leaned against me, pressing her tits into my arm. She took my right hand and pulled it under the water, placing it between her thighs. I obliged, pushing her bikini bottoms to the side and running my fingers over her lips.

I could feel thin, wispy hair there and wished I could see it, find out if it was the same copper red as the hair on her head. I curled my fingers and pushed them into her and she closed her eyes.

I took a chance and put my other hand under the water and felt for Kay's thighs. I felt her smooth skin and ran my hand up along it. She parted her legs, and soon my fingertips brushed the small triangle that covered her sex. I pulled it aside and I pushed my fingers where my cock had been a couple of hours earlier.

Kay sighed happily and leaned her head on my shoulder. I couldn't help but smile. I had a beautiful, sexy woman on either side of me, fingering them both at the same time. It was the thing of adolescent fantasies.

The girls continued the conversations they had been having before but I only half paid attention. Soph gave me a look, but seemed to ignore the fact that my hands had disappeared below the level of the churning water.

I felt Abbi's hand run across my abs, fingers lightly dancing across the skin, making small circles that descended slowly towards the waistband of my swim trunks.

My leg jumped when I felt Kay's hand on my other side rest on my thigh just above my knee and begin to slide upwards. I had to close my eyes and suppress a groan as it reached the tent in the shorts caused by my erect member.

Both women leaned forward and made eye contact when their hands met at my crotch and a wordless communication passed between them. A message that I did not understand, clear to them from years of friendship.

Two hands, one from each woman, hooked into the waist of my shorts and tugged. I lifted my ass off of the shelf I was sitting on and they shoved them down to my thighs, freeing my cock. Two hands wrapped around it and, in unison, began to stroke me slowly.

I stroked their sexes in time to their own movements, taking my time. I alternated between fingers deep inside them and rubbing their clits. Sometimes the three of us would speed up, sometimes we would slow. Without me noticing it, Kay, Abbi, and myself dropped out of the conversation with Soph and Cord.

Abbi was breathing heavily, her full breasts rising and falling at water level. Suddenly she turned and kissed me, her tongue pushing into my mouth. I kissed her back, horny and hungry. The hands on my cock tugged faster and harder. I responded by pushing my fingers deep into her and pressing my thumb against her clit.

Kay's free hand wrapped around my cheek and pulled, breaking my kiss with Abbi and turned my face towards hers. I kissed her then, passionately, while Abbi let out a soft moan.

"Oh," I heard Soph say on the other side of the hot tub. "Ok, then." I barely registered her.

As I was kissing Kay, Abbi shifted, releasing my cock, my fingers slipping out of her and threw her leg over mine, sitting in my lap. I turned my face to hers and kissed her again.

"Your turn," Abbi said to Kay, her voice husky. "You put him in me this time."

Kay gripped my cock and aimed it at Abbi's cunt and Abbi lowered herself onto me. I groaned as I felt her engulf me. Kay's hand was still gripping the base of my cock, keeping that much of me out of Abbi.

"Wow,"Abbi said breathlessly. "You were right, Kay. What a perfect fucking cock!"

Kay released me allowing Abbi to take all of me, my hips meeting hers. Kay's hand stayed between us, now rubbing Abbi's clit as she began to roll her hips, sliding me in and out of her.

"I know, right," Kay said with a laugh. She leaned forward and Abbi and Kay's lips met and they began kissing in front of me. I began to pump my fingers in Kay in time to Abbi's movements.

I heard the sound of water moving across the tub from us and looked over Abbi's shoulder in time to get a lovely view of Soph's ass as she climbed out of the tub. She looked upset and I was about to say something when Kay grabbed my face and began to kiss me once more. I did notice that Cord stayed where she was, watching us. There was no judgement on her face, and she winked at me when we made eye contact.

I could not think about anything else at the time as I felt Abbi speed up. I started to buck my hips up into her, meeting her on her downstrokes, pushing as deep into her as I could. She leaned back, her breasts above the water.

Kay reached over and pulled Abbi's bikini top to the sides, freeing the pale, freckled skin, and light brown nipples. I lowered my face to one, flicking my tongue across the hard nub. Kay leaned over and sucked the other one into her own mouth. Abbi groaned and pushed down hard into my lap, grinding her clit against Kay's fingers, pushing me deep into her.

"Hey Kay," I heard Cord's voice above me. She had pulled her legs out of the water and walked around the hot tub to stand behind us. "I hate to break this up, but I have to get going."

"Fuck," Kay groaned, disappointed. "Really? Now?"

"Yeah, now," Cord said. "I'm sorry but I really have to go and I figured I better let you know before you really get... started."

Kay turned to me and Abbi. She kissed me again while Abbi rode my cock.

"I'm sorry, babe," she said. "I really am. But Cord is my ride. I have to go. Next time nothing is going to interrupt us. I promise."

She kissed Abbi on her lips.

"Have fun, sweetie," she said and climbed out of the hot tub.

Cord squatted down behind me, watching Abbi fuck herself on my cock.

"Give me a call some time, Dan," she said. "Get my number from Soph. I think we should hang out."

"I will," I promised and the two beautiful women walked away leaving Abbi and I alone.

"Fuck me," Abbi purred in my ear. "I need to be properly fucked."

I said nothing but stood, lifting Abbi, my cock still inside of her. She squealed and laughed. I lifted her off my cock and placed her on the edge of the hot tub. I climbed out, leaving my shorts behind. They floated to the surface, tossed around by the bubbling water, forgotten.

I scooped Abbi up in my arms and lifted her. She giggled and threw her arms around my neck. I carried her to one of the loungers and set her down, laying on her back. I looked down at her, standing naked above her, my thick cock bouncing in front of me, desperate to be back inside her. She reached down and shoved her emerald bikini bottoms down and kicked them to the side. Her large breasts pooled to the sides. My eyes went to her crotch and saw that she had shaved her pubic hair into a strip. It was, indeed, as coppery red as her hair. She spread her legs, hanging them on either side of the chair.

I climbed onto the lounger between her legs. I was on my knees, and I lifted one of her legs. Her skin was bone white pale, and I kissed the side of her calf, moving inwards. I had kept my beard, and I saw goosebumps form on her perfect skin as my facial hair ran lightly along the soft skin of her inner thigh, as I kissed light kisses, making my way towards her sex.

My lips brushed the lips of her pussy and she moaned above me. I pushed my tongue between her folds and licked the slick channel between her cunt and clit, swirling my tongue around the hard nub. Abbi reached down between her legs and buried her fingers in my long hair, pressing my face to her pussy.

I pushed two fingers into her, curling them against her g-spot as I liked and sucked. Her moans were muffled by her thighs that were tight around my ears. I could feel the muscles of her inner thighs twitch against me.

"Stop," she gasped. "Get inside me. I want to cum on your cock!"

I grinned and gave her a last lick before I moved up her body, my hips between her legs. I grasped my cock in my hand and lined it up with her cunt and sank into her in one long stroke. She groaned and arched her back, getting me as deep as I could go. I grasped her hips and began to thrust into her.

She came within minutes, crying out, raking her fingernails across my back. I knew that that would sting but at that moment I did not care. I dug my fingers into her hips, the soft flesh giving way to my fingertips and slammed into her again and again as she came.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she cried out in time to my thrusts. I felt her cunt spasm around my cock as she had a series of climaxes. The lounger squeaked and I hoped that it would not give way and collapse beneath us.

"Oh god," she moaned. "So fucking good! Give it to me!"

I was breathing raggedly, worked up from the night's events. I could feel myself close to my own climax and doubled my speed. I felt my balls tightening, drawing close to my body and I grunted.

"Gonna cum."

"In me," she gasped. "In me!"

I slammed deep, arching my back, pulling on her hips as I finally released my load. I groaned as I came, heavy bursts of cum deep inside of her. Abbi's eyes rolled back as she came again, feeling my hot cum splash in her. I let out my held breath and fell forward on top of her, kissing her.

"Damn," she said after a few moments of us catching our breaths. "That was... Thanks Dan. That was amazing."

I smiled at her, pulling my cock out of her and rolling onto my side, looking up at the night sky.

"It really was. Thanks, Abbi."

"You can do that to me any time," she said. We lay there for a few minutes, until our breathing was under control. She kissed me again, a brief kiss on my lips and stood, picking up her bikini bottoms.

"I'm going to go in and say bye to Soph," she said. "Then I'll uber home. You can call me any time you like."

"Good night, Abbi," I said, still lying naked on the lounger. "I will."

There was a cooler that still had beers in it beside the pool and I walked over and grabbed one, popping the top of the can and chugging back half of it in one go. I fished my trunks out of the hot tub and sat at the edge of it and looked up at the sky, sipping the rest.

I had finally broken my dry spell after breaking up with my girlfriend. It felt good. I had needed that, especially after all of Olive's teasing and the sexual tension between Soph and I.

I picked up my phone and saw that I had three new messages. The first one was from Olive.

I swear to god if you dont fuck me soon imma murder you.

I smiled at that. She was getting more and more desperate by the day. Even though I had just fucked and cum in Abbi I felt my cock twitch at the thought. I looked down at my crotch and frowned. Haven't you had enough for one day, I asked myself.

The second message was from Cord.

Hi, It's Cord. This is my number if you ever want to hang out. Hope you had fun with Abbi.

The third message was from Kay.

My fiance is out of town next weekend. You should come over and we can finish what you started.

I set my phone down without responding to any of them. I would take care of that tomorrow. From no sex to sex-on-tap, I thought. What a weird world.

I considered Soph. I hoped that this would kill any of the stress that hung between us. She could go back to being my brother's wife. I could go back to being brother-in-law. Things could go back to some kind of normality between us. At least that was what I hoped.

I finished my beer and started tidying up the pool area. I gathered the empty beer cans and tossed them into a recycling bag. I saw that Soph had already cleaned up the food and the margarita glasses. I tossed on my Hawaiian shirt but left it unbuttoned and headed into the house.

Soph was in the kitchen loading the dishwasher, with her back to me. Her bikini bottoms hugged her round ass and I took a moment to enjoy the view. I sighed. It would be very difficult to see her as only my sister in law.

I crossed to the kitchen but Soph did not acknowledge me.

"Hey," I said. "Need any help?"

"No," she said, not looking up at me. She was tossing the glasses into the dishwasher harder than needed. Her shoulders looked tense, and she was scowling. She was clearly upset.

"What's wrong," I asked, picking up a plate to hand to her. She grabbed it out of my hands and slammed it into the dishwasher.

"I said I didn't need any help," she snapped.

"Ok," I said, raising my hands defensively. "But still, what's wrong?"

She ignored the question.

"Did you have fun," she asked.

"Sure," I said. "A lot of fun. Thanks for inviting me to your party. I like your friends."

"I bet you do," she said. "That was very clear."

"Are you mad that I fucked Abbi?" I asked. "Like, didn't you arrange this? You said that you were going to hook me up with your friend the first day I got here. Right?"

"Why would I be mad you fucked Abbi? Anyone can fuck Abbi. She's always been a slut."

"That's a great question," I said. "Why would you be mad?"

She sighed and put both her palms on the island in front of her and looked at me for the first time. Her eyes were red, as if she had been crying. She also looked like she was still half drunk.

"I'm not mad about Abbi. I'm not mad at all. It's just..." she looked away from me.

"It's what," I said, and walked around the island to stand beside her. "What is it?"

"Fucking Kay," she snapped. "I can't believe her!"

"What about her," I asked.

"She's been engaged for, what, five days? And she's already cheating on him? Fucking some guy in the pool."

"What do you care," I asked. "How is it your business?"

"Its not," she said. "But... what kind of woman cheats? And with you? How could she do that to me?"

I blinked. What she was upset about was finally sinking in.

"You didn't cheat," I said. "We stopped."

"You think I wanted to?" Soph snapped at me. "If Olive hadn't opened her door... We would have... and I would be no better than Kay. Worse. Fuck. And you go and stick your cock in her like it didn't matter that she was engaged."

"You can't be mad at me," I said. "I didn't do anything she didn't want. And if you wanted me all you had to do was come to me. I wouldn't turn you away."

Soph spun suddenly and grabbed my face between her palms and kissed me. It was a hungry kiss, out tongues dancing. Despite the fact I had just fucked her friend I was already hard. I buried my hands in her blond hair and kissed her deeply.

She finally broke the kiss and stepped back.

"Fuck," she said. "We shouldn't. We have to stop." She turned away from me and leaned on the counter.

I stepped behind her, closing the distance between us, and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her against me. My cock pressed into her ass and I kissed her shoulder. She arched her neck and I ran kisses up the line of it to just below her ear.

"What if I don't want to stop," I said.

"Your brother," she said, but pressed back against me, rubbing my cock with her ass. I reached around and cupped her breasts in my hands. Her nipples were hard as erasers, pressed into my palms. I hooked my fingers into the cups of her bikini top and pulled them out.

"He's not here," I said. "He's never here, is he?"

"Fuck," she moaned. "No he's not." She reached behind herself and pulled on my torso, pulling me firmer against her. I tugged on both of her nipples with my hands and she moaned. I moved my hand down to her hip and pulled on the string, making her bikini bottom fall to the floor. "I need you," she gasped.

I pushed my shorts down to the floor and pressed on her upper back. She leaned forward, pressing her chest into the marble of the island, her bare ass pressed against my bare cock. I manoeuvred so that I could push it between her thighs, so that it lay along the length of her pussy. Soph moaned and began to slide her hips back and forth, coating the top of my cock with her wet pussy.

"What do you want, Soph," I asked.

"Please," she said in a quiet voice full of need.

"Please what," I demanded.

"Please fuck me!"

I reached around her and found her clit and rubbed my fingers against it.

"But you are married," I said, teasing her. Denying her. "We shouldn't do this."

"I don't care," she cried out. "I need your cock in me! Fuck my married cunt!"

"Put me inside you then," I said. "I need you to do it."

She reached between us and grasped my cock. She lined it up with her hole and pushed back against me, sliding me about halfway in. This was as deep as I had gotten inside her the other night.

"Oh," she moaned. "I've been dreaming about this cock!"

I pressed her chest into the counter with my hand on her back and grasped her hip with my other one. I drew back, until just the tip was still inside her and held myself there for a moment. She tried to push back against me, but I moved with her, teasing her.

"Fuck," she cried out. "Just do it! Fuck me like a married slut! Fuck me!"

I slammed forward, her round ass cheeks shaking with the impact of my hips against her. She cried out.

"Yessssss!"

I started fucking her hard, slamming into her, my hips making a slapping sound against her ass as I drove into her. Her own hips hit the edge of the counter again and again. I buried my hand into her hair and pulled, making her arch her back and look at me. I leaned forward and kissed her as I fucked her.

"I'm gonna," she moaned. "I'm gonna... so soon... Oh! OH! OH!"

I felt her cunt spasm and clamp around my cock as I fucked her. I did not slow, fucking her through her climax into a second then a third.

"You are a slut aren't you," I asked.

"Yes!"

"Who's slut?" I demanded.

"Yours! I'm your married slut!"

"YES!" I shouted, triumphantly. "Yes you are!"

Despite having just fucked her friend I was already close. The way her tight cunt gripped my cock, the things she was shouting out, I could feel myself reaching my own orgasm. I grabbed her hips with both hands and began to drive into her, grunting with each thrust.

"Oh fuck," I cried out as I arched my back, sinking myself as deep as I could go and releasing the second load of the night, this time into my sister in law. "Fuuuuuck!!!!"

I slowed and pulled her back again, kissing her once more while my cock twitched out the last of my orgasm into her.

Finally I stepped back, slipping out of her. She turned to face me, breathing heavily, her face flushed.

"What did we just do," she asked me.

"We just did what was inevitable. Take me up to your bed," I said. "I'll show you again."

Her eyes widened, then she looked down at my cock that was beginning to deflate, a drip of cum hanging from the tip. She swallowed then looked into my eyes.

"Ok," she said. "Follow me."

+++++

I lay there, in my brother's bed, looking at the ceiling while his wife was naked and sleeping with her arm across my chest. We had fucked a second time, after she sucked me hard again, then she had fallen into an exhausted sleep. I idly stroked her hair as I considered things.

I had betrayed my brother. There was no way around that. I had just been unable to resist Soph. I doubted many straight men could. I expected to feel deep guilt but I just did not. Eddie was the one who had neglected Soph. He had withheld sex, and left her here in this soulless suburban wasteland. Who could blame her? And me? I was just weak.

My phone buzzed and I looked at it. Another message from Olive, this time accompanied with a photo. She was laying in bed. I could make out a sleeping girl beside her. Her legs were spread open and she was looking into the camera.

Can't stop thinking about you, the message was captioned.

I closed my phone and groaned. I was in trouble. opened my eyes, disoriented. I was in an unfamiliar bed, in an unfamiliar room and had an unfamiliar woman's body pressed against mine. My mouth was dry and I had a slight headache. I was slightly hung over.

I was on my side, with my arm laying over a woman, her blond hair in my face.

My eyes shot open. Blond hair. Soph's hair. It all came flooding back to me. I was in bed with my brother's wife.

When I had moved to his city for work just a week prior I had moved into his house, taking residence in a room in his basement. He had gone to Paris for work, being gone the entire time. Since day one there had been sexual tension between Soph and I, and the night before we had finally, properly acted on it.

More memories of the night before came to me. There had been a pool party, three of Soph's friends and myself. It had been pretty wild. I had fooled around with one friend, Kay, in the pool, entering her but not finishing our fuck, then I had taken another of them, Abbi, on a lounger beside the pool. If that was not enough, afterwards, I came into the house and fucked Soph in the kitchen. Then again in her bed.

This was bad. My half-brother was almost a stranger to me, being over twenty years older than my 32, but he had always been as good to me as possible. He had taken me in. And I had betrayed him.

Not only with his wife, but with his nineteen year old daughter, Olivia, as well. Or Olive, as she asked me to call her. I had not fucked her yet, despite her trying almost every day, but I had made her cum on my fingers, and received sexts from her. I was, it turned out, a pretty shitty brother.

In my very weak defence, Soph was almost impossible to resist. She was 5'6, blind with a beautiful face and toned, yet curvy body. She was 29, younger than me, and way younger than her husband. It was clear that she chafed at being his stay-at-home wife and he neglected her.

That was something that I could not understand. She was not only amazingly beautiful, she was a good person. Honestly, I wished she was mine.

That morning, both of us were naked in my brother's bed. Her bare ass was pressed against my cock, which had woken before me and throbbed hard, nestled in between her round globes. I could not help but pull her against me, moving my hips. Her soft skin on my cock felt amazing.

She moaned quietly in her sleep, wiggling herself against me making me sigh with happiness. My hand slid down her arm and cupped one of her full breasts and stroked her nipple. It grew hard almost immediately.

I slid my fingertips along the skin of her stomach, over her shaved pubic area, and brushed the lips of her pussy. She wiggled against me more, still mostly asleep. I pushed my fingers between the folds of her pussy and found that she was already damp. I stroked down the channel and brushed against her clit. She moaned again. I manoeuvred my hips and my cock slipped down between us, pushing between her thighs. I could feel the heat of her sex against the top of it.

"Soph," I whispered. She mummered in response but began to move her hips, rubbing herself against my hard rod, pressing against my fingers on her clit.

"Soph," I said again, a bit louder this time. "Wake up."

"Dan?" she said groggily, finally rising out of her slumber. "What ... what are you ... what are we ... ohhhhhh."

I pressed against her clit and she moaned, moving her hips. I kissed along the line of her neck, from her shoulder to just below her ear. She arched back against me.

"We shouldn't," she said breathlessly. "It's ... oh!"

I curled two fingers and pushed them into her, making her moan.

"It's what," I asked, my voice a breath on her ear. "What is it?"

"Wrong," she said, "it's wrong." But she reached between her thighs and grasped my cock which twitched in her hand. She pulled at it, making my foreskin slide across the head.

"Then do you want me to stop?" I asked her.

"No!" She said immediately, with feeling. "I want ... I need ..."

"What do you need, Soph?," I asked, wanting her to say it. At this point Soph could still say that it was a mistake, that she was only drunk the night before. I wanted her to be fully committed to this.

"I need you. I need you inside of me."

"Then put me inside you," I whispered in her ear as I slipped my fingers out of her.

Soph moaned as my digits left her cunt but she lined the head of my cock against her opening, pulling me into her. I pushed with my hips, sinking into her and she arched her back.

"Fuuuuck, yes," she moaned as I began to stroke. My 7.5 inch cock was throbbing as I began to slowly fuck her. The angle we were at prevented me from getting my full length in her, but we rocked our hips together. I held one of her breasts and pinched her nipple between my fingers. She turned her head, facing me and I kissed her, my tongue dancing with hers.

"More," she gasped. "Deeper!"

I held onto her and rolled us both, pushing her chest into the mattress. I stayed inside her as I manoeuvred onto my knees between her thighs, grasping her ass with both hands, fingers digging into her soft flesh.

"More?" I asked, pulling out almost my full length, looking down at the way that her lips pulled outwards as her tight cunt gripped my cock. I suddenly slammed forward, my hips smacking into her ass. "Like this?"

"Yes!" she cried out. "Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!"

I did not need convincing. Soph's cunt gripped me as I drove into her again and again, pulling back slowly, then thrusting hard into her. I reached around and rubbed her clit with one hand, while the other gripped her hip, hauling her back and forth.

"You like that," I asked through gritted teeth. "You like feeling your brother-in-law's cock in your married cunt?"

"Yes!" she cried out, pushing back against me as I drove forward. "Fuck me like a slut. Fill my married cunt!"

The night before, while we had laid in bed, holding each other after our second session, that she had never talked dirty during sex before. Had never felt the urge to. She had clearly found that urge now.

I was grunting as I thrust into her. Picking up speed, she cried out each time we impacted, our bodies making loud smacking sounds, filling the room with our noises.

"Oh you are a little slut aren't you," I said, through gritted teeth.

"Yes! Yes! I'm a slut! I'm your slut! I'm... oh fuck... I'm cumming!"

I felt her pussy spasm around my cock, and her legs shake as she came. Her back arched and I drove deep, holding her in place as she climaxed. She fell forward, her face on the pillows and I started to fuck her hard once more, chasing my own climax.

It felt so good inside her, her cunt a wet furnace around me. I was already so close. I thrust again and again, while Soph's legs twitched with a series of follow up mini-climaxes.

"Close," I grunted.

"Cum in me," she moaned. "Make me yours!"

I slammed into her, my cock exploding, releasing into her. My back was arched and I groaned as I climaxed. I pumped several more times, using her cunt to milk my cock before falling forward on her back, kissing her shoulder. Her head was turned to the side and I kissed her cheek. She turned her head and, while I still twitched inside her she kissed me.

Eventually I rolled off of her, laying on my back, my cock falling against my stomach, deflating. We took a few moments to catch our breaths. She stayed on her front but got up on her elbows and looked over at me and smiled.

"Good morning," she said.

"Yes," I agreed. "It is a good morning."

She reached over and grasped my flagging cock in her hand. It was slick with both our cum.

"What a great cock," she said dreamily, pulling her hand to her mouth and licking off our combined juices. "Thank you."

"For what," I asked.

"For giving me what I needed. It... it hasn't been easy for me. Not for a while. I needed that." She patted my cock again. "I needed this. Fuck. I still do. What am I doing? I'm such a slut."

She rolled onto her back and looked up at the ceiling.

"You are," I agreed and she looked over at me quickly. "MY slut," I reassured her.

She sighed.

"This was probably a huge mistake," she said. "What are we going to do?"

"I'm not sure," I said, honestly. "I had... this wasn't my plan. I don't know where we go from here. But I don't think I can stop fucking you."

'I don't want you to stop but... your brother. Fuck."

I moved over and kissed her again. A slower kiss, not hungry and needy. Intimate.

"We will figure it out," I said. "We should shower. Have breakfast. We can think about it, then talk it out."

"Ok," she agreed. "But you are making breakfast."

"Fair enough," I said. "I'll shower downstairs."

I had left my swim trunks and Hawian shirt downstairs when I had fucked Soph for the first time in the kitchen so I had to walk naked down to gather them before heading to the shower.

I stood under the driving water, letting it sluice off the remains of our lovemaking. I tried very hard to figure out what to do.

I had no intention of stopping. Soph was amazing. Beautiful. Smart. Funny. Great to be around. If she had not been married to my brother I would be trying to date her, make her mine. But she was married. I loved Eddie. This was a total betrayal. I was in an impossible situation. Could I keep living in this house, fucking my brother's wife, living a lie? I thought long and hard about it.

The answer was yes. To be with Soph I would do that. I would do close to anything.

There was the added complication of Olivia, Eddie's daughter, my niece. I had been beyond inappropriate with her. I could not see a way that I could continue whatever was going on with her, and keep sleeping with Soph.

For one, Olivia hated Soph like only a step-daughter could. Soph wanted to connect with Olivia, but she had made it impossible, so I supposed that Soph probably did not like the 19 year old much either. Not to mention the incest thing, which really should bother me a lot more than it did.

The problem was that Olivia was incredibly difficult to resist. She was 5'4, with dyed black hair, cut in bangs above her eyebrows. She was softer than Soph, not being someone who worked out, but she wasn't fat. Just curvy in all the right places, with wide hips, a full ass and nice large, but firm breasts. I smiled, remembering how, just the other day, I had jerked off and cum across those perfect tits.

I shook my head. No. I had to stop things with Olivia as soon as possible. I should have already done it, but now it could risk what I had with Soph and that could not happen.

I reached forward and turned off the water. I crossed the basement, past the TV area with the projection TV, past the full gym set up in the corner and into my room. I grabbed a white t-shirt and grey sweatpants and dressed then headed upstairs to make breakfast.

First I made coffee, getting cups for myself and Soph. I cut up some fruit making a quick salad and popped a couple of bagels into the microwave. I fried some bacon and eggs and was just putting everything onto the plates when Soph came down the stairs.

I could not help but smile. She was beautiful. She was wearing yoga pants, colour blocked in retro neons, and had a loose white shirt on. It scooped low in the front, giving a nice view of her cleavage and the tops of her breasts. Her face was fresh looking, with just a touch of makeup around the eyes, her lips a shade darker than her natural hue. Her hair was damp from her shower.

"Hey you," I said.

"Hey yourself," she answered. "Smells great."

She sat at the island on the stool next to me and picked up her fork. We ate for a bit, both hungry, before we started chatting.

"So," she said. "Did you have any great revelations during your shower?"

"Unfortunately not," I answered. "The only thing was that, under no circumstances, do I want this, whatever it is, to stop."

She nodded.

"I kept telling myself that it had to end. That we could not go on. But... then I thought of how perfect it felt to be with you and... I agree. I don't want it to stop either."

"Good," I said.

"No. Not good," she said, sighing. "Complicated. So fucking complicated." Soph sipped at her coffee. "If we could stop then it would be easier. We could just move on and pretend that nothing happened. Now we have to make things work. You know what the most fucked up thing is?"

"What's that?"

"I still love Eddie. I mean, he might not be the guy I hoped for when I married him, but he's a good man. He deserves better. I mean, do I divorce him? Take up with you? I mean the sex was hot but... that's crazy."

Soph started to cry, putting her face in her hands, leaning against her elbows on the island. The same island I fucked her against just the night before.

I put my hand on her shoulder, comforting her as best as I could.

"I love him too. I feel terrible about this. I think... I mean, it's a shitty thing for us to do, but... we can keep it secret. For now. Until we figure everything out."

Soph took a deep breath, getting ahold of herself, and sat up, looking at me. She used a napkin to dab at her eyes. She hugged me, wrapping her arms around me, holding me tight.

"Ok," she said. "We will be shitty people. Hide this. But we will be shitty people together."

"Agreed," I said. "Partners in shittiness."

Soph laughed at that.

"We need to set a few ground rules, though," she said.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah," she said, her voice almost businesslike. "If we don't want to get caught we are going to have to be more careful. No more sex in Eddie's bed. Olivia's room is just down the hall, so it's risky. It also makes me feel even worse."

"That's fair," I said. "Good thing you guys put a nice big bed in my room."

"We weren't thinking about this when we did it," she said. "But I'm glad we did. Also we have to be careful around Olivia. She hates me already. If she learned I was fucking you she would run to tell her dad, for sure. I think she has a crush on you."

I swallowed. Soph had no idea just how much Olivia was into me. Or how far I had let that infatuation run.

"That makes sense. If... when you come down at night, you better make sure she's in bed, sleeping."

My phone buzzed and I glanced at the lock screen notification. It was from Soph's friend Kay. Kay had gotten engaged earlier that week, but it had not stopped her from fooling around with me in the pool and hot tub the evening before. I had, with the help of Soph's other friend, Abbi, stuck my cock in her in the pool, then the three of us played in the hottub before Kay left and I fucked Abbi on the lounger. Both Soph and her third friend Cord had watched us play, but left before the fucking started.

Soph glanced at my notification. The phone buzzed again.

"You should check that," Soph said. "If I know Kay she'll keep messaging until you answer her."

I shrugged and opened my phone. There was a photo of Kay's face. Her eyes were cast upwards at an angle, her lips were pursed,and she had her finger across her chin, in an exaggerated 'I'm thinking' pose.

I've been thinking about your cock in me since I left last night. I rubbed one out beside my sleeping fiancee after I got home. When can we meet up?

I raised my eyebrows and showed the messages to Soph who laughed.

"She always was such a slut," she said. "I didn't think she would be able to stay faithful, but she caved way quicker than I thought she would."

"What do we do about this," I asked. "She definitely wants to fuck me. Abbi said she wanted to get together again last night before she went home. Cord too. She gave me her number and wanted me to text her."

Soph took in a deep breath and then let it out.

"I don't... I can't believe this is true, but it is... I don't care?"

"Really?" I asked. "You don't care? If I went out this afternoon and fucked Kay, or Abbi, or anyone else? You wouldn't care?"

"Would you come home and fuck me after? Like you did last night?" she asked.

"Yeah," I said. "I mean, I guess I would. I always want to fuck you."

"Then I don't care. In fact..." she shrugged. "I think it's pretty hot. I mean, having a guy who is so... popular. So wanted. And he still wants me? That's hot. Besides, I've slept with all three of them too, and will probably keep doing it. So there is that."

I raised my eyebrows.

"Really? All three of them?"

"Sure. We have always played around. Since college. I never thought about sleeping with a woman as cheating. I don't know why."

"Ok," I said. "Because, I do want to fuck all three of them. And you. Maybe at the same time?"

"I'm sure any of them would love that. I would too, honestly." Soph finished her plate of breakfast and pushed it away from herself. "Eddie is a great guy, but... simple when it comes to sex. I mean, I always had fun, but something has always been missing. And I never knew how to ask for it. When you took me last night. And this morning. Fucking me hard. Calling me a slut. Eddie has never done that. I'm not sure it's in his nature. I couldn't imagine asking him for it. But I have you now."

"You do," I reassured her. "You don't need to hold anything back. I will do whatever you want. Any desire you have, any fantasy you harbour. I will do everything I can to make them come true for you."

She kissed me.

"Thank you," she said. "Somehow I knew that. So I think we have a basis to go from, I think. I'm going to clean up breakfast then work out. Go get some groceries."

"Want company," I asked.

"No," she said, standing and grabbing our plates and walking to the other side of the island. "I want some alone time. Also, I don't think we could keep our hands off of each other and I have things to do. Sorry, babe."

I laughed.

"I guess I understand."

As Soph started to clean up breakfast I opened my messaging app and pulled up the conversation with Kay.

Hey you, I typed. - I've been thinking about you too. I would love to meet up. You free any evenings this week?

Almost immediately I saw the three blinking dots showing that Kay was responding.

Jeremy plays poker with his buddies every Wednesday evening. Want to come over then. We would have the place to ourselves after 8:30. He usually doesnt come home until midnight or later.

Sounds good. Wednesday it is. Cant wait to see you again.

Me too.

She followed that with a blushing face emoji and I set my phone down.

It was then that the front door opened and Olivia walked in. She was wearing what she had worn out the night before when she went out with friends, a torn black t-shirt displaying some metal band's name, and tight leather leggings. Her hair was under a black beanie, not having bothered to do it before coming home, but she had taken the time to do her makeup.

I could not help but look her up and down. She looked cute in the beanie. Her done up face had heavy black eye makeup and her lips were crimson red. She still looked like a 19 year old, but sex exuded from her. The shirt had holes sliced through it, showing pale skin beneath, and glimpses of a black bra. She was on the shorter side, but her breasts were full, causing the shirt to fall around them. Her shiny, fake leather leggings hugged her wide hips and, though I could not see it from this angle, I was sure, her ass as well. She had on thick soled Doc Martin boots. A small bag hung from a thin strap over her shoulder. I hate to admit it, but my mind instantly went to what she looked like with her shirt off the other day and I began to get hard.She saw me at the kitchen island and smiled. She glanced up and saw Soph and that smile turned into a scowl. Soph turned and tried to greet her, despite the withering gaze.

"Hi, Olivia," she said. "We already ate but I can get you something if you want."

Olivia crossed to the kitchen and sat in the stool beside mine, pulling it closer as she did so.

"Nah," she said. "I got drive through on my way home." She turned to me and smiled slyly. Her hand shot out and landed on my thigh, between my groin and my knee. I glanced at Soph. Where she stood at the sink, on the other side of the Island she could only see us from our mid-stomach up.

"Don't" I hissed at Olivia as quietly as I could. I reached down to grab her wrist but she was faster and snaked it higher to my crotch. Her hand wrapped around my cock that had already betrayed me by getting fully erect.

"So," she said, an evil grin on her face. "How was your stupid pool party last night?"

"It was fun," Soph said, without turning around, washing the pans I had used that morning.

"I was asking Uncle Dan," Olivia said with malice. "How was it Uncle? Have fun?"

I had my hand on her wrist, and was trying to pull her away but she squeezed and moved, stroking me. I closed my eyes, suppressing a groan.

"Like Soph said. It was fun," I said, glaring at my niece. Attempting to silently tell her to let go and leave me alone.

She ignored my urgings and began to pump her fist, hand gripping my cock through the sweatpants I was wearing. She checked that Soph had her back to us and raised her other hand up under her shirt to her own breast, kneading it, pulling on her nipple. I suppressed a groan.

"Really?" she asked, her voice all innocent. "Fun? Did you go swimming?"

My mind flashed to Soph's friend Abbi gripping my shaft and feeding it into Kay's pussy while we floated in the water. My cock throbbed in Oliva's hand.

"Sure," I said. "It was a pool party after all."

Olivia looked down at my lap, the outline of my hard cock clear. There was a dark grey spot where my pre-cum had soaked into the sweatpants. She licked her lips, eyes hungry. My grip on her wrist loosened, my will crumbling.

"That makes sense. I went to a show with my girlfriends," she said. With my hand loosened she took the opportunity to push her hand under the waistband of my sweats and gripped my bare cock in her hand. She pulled me out of my sweatpants and continued to stroke me, now able to see the way my thick cock filled her hand.

"Oh yeah?" I said, trying to keep my voice level. "Good show?"

"It was pretty good," she said, watching my foreskin slide back and forth across the angry purple head of my erection. "We had a lot to drink. My friends can get pretty wild. Maybe I should introduce you to them. Get you a girlfriend."

I saw Soph's back stiffen at that. I cursed inwardly. Soph might have said she was ok with me fucking her friends, but a bunch of young women might give her more pause.

"Oh," Olivia said, as if it was just occurring to her. "They are all my age! Only nineteen." She locked eyes with me, pushing her hand down the length of my cock and grinning slyly. "Too young for you, right?"

"That's right," I managed to say. "Too young by far." Soph seemed to relax a bit at the sink.

Olivia rolled her eyes to tell me that she did not believe a word of what I was saying. She glanced over at Soph and then, suddenly slipped off her stool and onto her knees. She dropped her bag on the floor. Before I could register what she was doing she had opened her mouth and sucked my cock into it.

My eyes widened as I looked down at the young woman, my rod protruding from around her plump, crimson lips. She took a breath through her nostrils then pushed her face forward, sucking me deeper. And deeper, until I reached her throat. She was looking up at me with her wide green eyes, then winked, shoving herself forward, taking my cock into her throat, her nose hitting my stomach.

I clenched my hand into a fist on the counter to keep myself quiet. I could not help myself. I reached down and pushed on the back of her head while I thrust me hips forward, getting as deep as I possibly could.

Olivia began to quickly bob her head, her lips sliding along the length of my cock, her tongue working the bottom of the shaft. She was very quiet and I stifled all my own sounds as she sucked me off, just a few feet away from my new lover, her step mother.

My eyes darted from the face of the young goth sucking my cock and Soph's back. It was probably only forty five seconds or so, though it felt much longer, before I was thrusting my hips in time to her downstrokes. She took every thrust in stride and did not utter a vocal gag once.

Soph, meanwhile, was finishing up the dishes and began to turn towards us. I tapped Olivia's head and madly gestured for her to get up off her knees. She ignored me and continued to use my cock to fuck her mouth.

"Where did Olivia go," Soph asked, looking confused.

Olivia sunk me deep into her throat once more before pulling her mouth off of me. She stood up and put the strap of her bag over her shoulder.

"Just picking up my bag. I dropped it," she said with an innocent look. "I guess I'm going to head upstairs."

She gave me a wicked grin and flounced up the stairs, leaving me sitting at the counter, my hard cock sticking up over the waist of my sweats, glistening with her spit.

Before Soph could come around the island I quickly tucked my cock away, just in time. Soph glanced up the stairs and, seeing that Olivia was gone, leaned towards me, placed a hand on my chest, and kissed me. It started as a quick peck, but we could not help ourselves. Our lips parted and we fell into our passion, tongues dancing.

Her hand slid down my chest and stomach, finding my hard rod and she gripped it over the sweatpants.

"Again," she asked, smirking. "Do you ever get enough?"

"Not around you," I answered. This was true but I omitted the information about the involvement of her step daughter's mouth in my current state.

"I wish we could do something with this," she said, her voice husky with lust. She glanced up the stairs. "But probably not a good idea right now."

She stepped away from me.

"I think I'm going to head out," she said. "I'm going to go take a long yoga class and then meet Cord for lunch. I'll see you tonight?"

I nodded, gave her another kiss goodbye then headed down to my room while she got ready then left.

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I sat at my desk, staring at my black computer screen, thinking. I needed to do something about Olivia. It was getting almost impossible to resist her. I knew that I could swear to myself that I was not going to touch her but, as soon as she started throwing herself at me, I would fold. She was being reckless and I needed to get her under control.

I stood up and walked up the stairs, headed to the upper level. Soph and Eddie's room was at the end of the hall. I glanced that way, smiling to myself, remembering fucking my sister in law in the bed in there. There were three other doors off of this hall. One led to the guest room, one to the bathroom that Olivia used, and lastly, Olivia's room. I saw that her door was slightly ajar.

I walked towards it, my steps light and quiet. I stopped just outside and peeked through the gap between the door and the jam, seeing into Olivia's room for the first time. It was impressively large for a teenager's room. I could see a desk with a laptop on it, a comfortable looking chair and a king sized bed. She had posters of bands and gothic art on the walls. The desk was covered in partially burnt candles.

Olivia was laying on the bed, on her stomach, feet pointed towards the door, head to the wall away from me. She was on her elbows, phone in hand, texting someone. I could see white buds in her ears, seemingly blocking out all sounds. She had not changed her clothing so I took the moment to enjoy the sight of her full ass in her tight fake leather leggings.

"Olivia," I called out, loud enough for her to hear over the music in her ears. She jumped a bit and looked over her shoulder. When she saw me she smiled, winked at me and wiggled her ass. I almost groaned, watching the firm round gloves gyrate.

She turned back to her phone, choosing to ignore me in an exaggerated manner.

"Olive!" I snapped, using the pet name she asked me to call her. This made her look back again, dropping her phone to the bed beside her. She rolled onto her back and looked down the bed at me.

"Yes, Uncle Dan," she said with a smirk. "Did you want something?" She licked her lips. "Maybe to finish what we started earlier!"

"What you started, you mean," I said. "That was really stupid."

"Stupid hot, maybe," she said. "You loved it. I could feel you twitching in my mouth."

"Olive," I said, trying to keep my mind clear. Trying to ignore how hard I was, just being in the same room as this nineteen year old vixen. "You were being absolutely reckless. What if Soph saw you?"

Olivia's green eyes seemed to burn with sexual energy. She let her legs fall open, the shiny leather leggings hugging her sex.

"Then she would have seen my beast of an uncle with his cock in his poor niece's mouth! Poor woman. Probably would have melted that thing she pretends is a brain."

"It would have ruined everything!" I shouted at her. "What the fuck, Olive! You want me to go? To move out?"

For the first time that morning she dropped her sex-pot pose and I saw some real fear in her eyes. She really did not want me to leave.

"No, Dan," she said. "I want you to fuck me! And I know you want to too! You want it as much as I do!"

I crossed my arms and frowned at her. She was right. My cock was raging. The reptile part of my brain was screaming at me to climb into that bed and take her for my own. She had too much power here.

"No," I lied. "I can walk away. I think it's you that needs this. I think you are dripping wet, desperate for my cock in you."

She licked her lips at the thought and sat up, and began to scoot herself towards me on the bed. Assuming that I was going to give in to her.

"I am, Uncle Dan," she said. "I'm so wet for you."

"That's too bad," I said and turned and headed for her door, pushing it open and stepping out into the hall. "You'll just have to take care of that yourself."

"Wait," she cried out, desperation in her voice. "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to go pack my bags," I said. "If you can't be trusted to behave yourself, I can't stay here."

"Don't go," she said, scrambling out of the bed and wrapping her arms around me from behind. I could feel her breasts pressed against me as she held me tight. "Please, don't go."

I stopped.

"Can you behave," I asked, my voice stern.

"I can," she said, immediately. "I promise."

I pulled out of her grasp, turned towards her and placed my hands on her shoulders, pushing her to arm's length.

"I'll need you to show me," I said. "Here is what we are going to do. I'm going to punish you for your behavior. Ten spankings. I think that is fair."

She grinned at me.

"Oh!" She said, immediately switching back to seductress. "You like to discipline? Are you going to grab me and throw me down?"

I shook my head.

"No. I think you would enjoy that too much. I am going to sit on the edge of your bed. You are going to pull down your pants and lay across my lap. You will count the strikes and you will thank me after each one. Or I'm going to leave."

I let go of her shoulders and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her standing there. She chewed her lower lip, considering. Then she crossed quickly to me, shoving her leggings down as she did. She had on a small white thong.

"Underwear too," I said, and she hooked her thumbs into the waistband and pushed them down as well, stepping out of her lower clothing, naked from the waist down. I looked longingly at the shaved slit of her pussy.

She leaned over my lap, pressing her stomach against my thighs. My hard cock pressed into her. I grasped one of her full ass cheeks in my hand and gripped, my fingers digging into the soft flesh.

Suddenly I swung my hand up and drove it down, putting my strength into it, my palm and fingers making a paddle.

CRACK!

The sound filled the room, mixed with her crying out. I could see the bright white shape of my hand, outlined in a thin line of hot red creating an instant welt. It looked beautiful against her pale skin.

"Fuck! Dan!" she cried out! "That was hard!"

"You didn't count or thank me," I said. "So that one didn't count."

CRACK!

I slapped the other cheek just as hard.

"Fuck! Shit! One! Damn! Thank you!" She said quickly.

I ran my fingers lightly over the freshly abused flesh.

"Thank me for what?" I asked. "It's important you understand why I'm doing this."

"Thank you ..." she hesitated. "Thank you for punishing me."

CRACK!

Back to the first cheek.

"Two! Thank you!"

"Punishing you for what?" I asked.

"For ... teasing you?" she said.

CRACK!! CRACK!!

The next two were rapid fire on one cheek. The hand welts were overlapping now.

"Three! Four!! Thank you! Thank you for punishing me!"

"Yes," I said. "And for being reckless. And," I pushed my hand suddenly between her legs, "for being a little slut."

She was very wet, my fingers encountering slickness as soon as they brushed the lips of her pussy. I roughly pushed two fingers into her and she moaned, arching her back, shoving herself against my hand. I pumped them in her a few strokes before pulling them out.

Her face was red, and she had tears leaking out of her eyes.

I moved my hand to her face and ran my fingers across her lips. Obediently she opened her mouth and I pushed them in. Instinctually she sucked on them.

"Taste what a slut you are. So wet from a spanking from your uncle. You are a slut aren't you?"

She nodded, my fingers still in her mouth.

"Yeth," she said around them. "Imma thutt. You're thutt."

I pulled my hand away from her face.

CRACK! CRACK!

Two more on the other cheek. Her body jerked with each impact and I had to hold her in place.

"Thank you! Thank you! Five!! Six!! Fuck thank you for punishing your slut! God I need you!"

I pushed my hand between her legs and found the hard nub of her clit, pinching it between my finger and thumb. She gasped and her hips rolled in my lap.

CRACK!

"Seven! Fuck! Thank you!"

CRACK!

"Oh fuck daddy! I'll be good! Eight!! Thank you!"

My cock lurched when she said daddy and shoved my fingers deep in her, letting her buck her hips against my hand.

CRACK!!

"Ohhhhhhhh," she moaned. "Nine! Thank you! Thank you for punishing me!"

"Almost there," I said, fingering her again. She was gasping in my lap, writhing, rubbing her body against my hard rod. "One more."

"Please, daddy," she moaned. "Give it to me. Show me what a bad girl I've been!"

CRACK!!

This was the hardest strike so far. The firm flesh of her ass vibrated out from the impact like the earth from a meteor hit. She cried out, and jerked her body so hard that I almost dropped her on the floor.

"TEN!" She shouted. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

I shoved two fingers into her once more and drove them into her. She bucked and roiled in my lap.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" She cried out. "I'm ... I ... fuuuuuuuuuuck! I'm coming! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

I met each one of her hip movement by pumping my fingers in her as she climaxed on my lap. Eventually she began to slow, her cries fading, gasping for breath. Finally she became still, flopped across my lap like a rag doll.

I lifted her easily and laid her down on her bed on her back. Her chest was heaving, and her face was flushed. Black makeup smeared around her eyes from tears. She looked very vulnerable. I moved onto the bed beside her and took her chin in my hand and turned her face towards mine.

I looked in her eyes and smiled at her.

"Good girl," I said and she whimpered. I kissed her, my lips light against hers. "So good."

Our kiss became more frantic as she desperately pressed against me, our tongues entwined. I pushed my sweats down my thighs, freeing my throbbing cock and rolled onto her.

She grasped my shirt and shoved it up. I helped her strip it off of me. My cock brushed her cunt and she moaned. I grabbed her own shirt and pulled it up. She unclasped her bra in the center and it fell open, her ripe breasts falling free.

"I think you deserve this now," I said as I lined my cock up with her opening. She reached down and grasped my ass, pulling me as I entered her.

I groaned as I finally sank into my niece after a week of tension between us. She was tight but so wet that I slid in without resistance. Her sex was hot as it gripped my cock.

"Please," she gasped. "Fuck me. Fuck me like your slut."

I pulled back slowly, feeling her cunt grip me as I did so, until only my head remained inside her.

"Yes," I said. "You are my slut." And I drove forward hard, our bodies striking against one another.

She arched her back and I felt her pussy spasm around my member as she came again. I fucked he through her climax, building up speed. I could feel her wetness dripping down my thighs as I thrust.

I'm not sure how many times she came on my cock and, after, she said she could not think to count. I felt her clench at me again and again as we fucked, her voice echoing in the room as we both lost track of time.

Eventually I could feel that feeling at the base of my cock, feel my ballsack tighten up. I drove deep one last time, back arched, and groaned as I released, flooding her with a powerful orgasm. She thrashed beneath me as the feeling of being filled pushed her over the edge one more time.

Finally I fell on top of her, spent. I caught my breath and rolled off of her laying beside her, both our bodies coated in sweat.

Eventually she sighed.

"Thank you," she said. "I've wanted that for so long."

"I've only been here a week," I chuckled.

"Before that. When you came last time. I fell in love with you then."

I blinked. Love? Sure I loved her. She was my niece, but she was talking about something completely different, I knew. I did not respond to that, needing to figure out what this all meant.

"You were just a kid," I said.

"Yeah," she said. "Sixteen and dumb. I hid from you the entire time. You never once looked at me like anything other than a niece. Good thing too because it would have been gross. Not that I knew that at the time."

"It never crossed my mind," I said.

She rolled towards me, laying on her stomach, her side pressed along my own. I let my fingers run down her back, to her ass. It was glowing bright red and I could see several places that looked like hickeys where I had burst the blood vessels below the skin. I ran my fingers lightly over the cheeks, feeling how hot they were. Her ass jiggled as she jumped at my touch on her sensitive, raw ass.

"I'm going to feel that for a week or more," she said with a chuckle.

"I guess I should say sorry," I said.

"Don't," she said. "You were perfect. I'm looking forward to it. Every time I sit down I'll be reminded that I belong to you. That I'm your slut."

"I hope you remember," I said. "There was a point to all of this."

"I know," she said. "I was being crazy."

"I won't say I didn't like it," I said. "But it was all to risky. You are mine. You don't come to me unless I tell you to, ok? We have to be smarter than you have been."

"Ok," she said. "I'll do anything you want. I promise."

We lay there for a bit, just enjoying being beside one another.

"You called me 'daddy'," I said finally, with a small laugh.

"I guess I did," she said. "Did you ... was that ok?"

"I liked it," I admitted.

"Good. I liked calling you that."

I ran my fingers down her creamy thighs and she parted them slightly. I could see my cum leaking out of her. It was a sexy sight.Next time I have to punish you," I said looking at the porcelain skin of her inner thighs, rubbing them with my fingers, "I'm going to spank you here. I bet they would look perfect with marks on them."

"Oh," she purred. "Please do, daddy!"

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After a bit I left her there in her bed, to do whatever it was that freshly fucked nineteen year olds do. Texting probably, I assumed. I had made her promise to keep us a secret, and I trusted her to. Still, I expected she would want to talk to someone about it. I did not care as long as she was discreet.

I showered then went to my room and lay on my bed. I had a book in my hands but I could not focus on the words, thinking about my situation.

In many ways I had something men could only dream about. Soph was amazing. Sexy, an amazing person, and one of the best fucks I had ever had. But married to my brother. Olivia was a hot fuck, and, I suspected, with the proper control, she would do whatever I wanted. Then there were Soph's friends who all seemed interested, and Soph had given me permission to sleep with them all.

Perfect, but balanced so precariously on a pin that it could all come tumbling down at any moment. It would be up to me to keep all of these spinning plates in the air. One wrong move by me and there would be instant disaster.

When I thought about it, I felt terrible about betraying my brother. I had nothing but respect for him. Considering it deeper, however, I could not help but think this was partly his own fault. It was him who was not satisfying his wife, diminishing her, making her nothing more than a trophy. lhe was the one who left her desperate for love and attention. He was the one who practically abandoned his daughter, creating obvious daddy issues there.

None of that excused my behavior, but this situation was one of his own making.

I would figure it out, I decided. Going with the flow, acting on instinct had gotten me this far. I would just have to keep going. Enjoy it all while it lasted and deal with the consequences when they finally caught up with me.

I was about to pick my book back up when my phone buzzed. It was a message from Abbi, Soph's friend I had fucked the night before before sleeping with Soph. So much in just a day, I thought. I opened my phone.

I need to fuck you again. When? it read.

I smiled. Typed my reply.

this weekend. Saturday. Let's have a date.

She responded with a smiling face and I put my phone down.

It was all going to be very complicated but I would not change a thing, I thought.