Chapter 4000 - LONG WEEKEND WITH MY BROTHER

"I'm not angry, just disappointed. You know that I have really been looking forward to this break."

Cathy's struggled not to cry as she knew that this would only upset her husband Steve, who was as disappointed as she was that an urgent meeting with a very important client was going to force him to miss a much anticipate long weekend away together.

Both Cathy and Steve worked in high pressure jobs and all too often, work interfered with their private lives. Climbing the corporate ladder had its consequences and being at the beck and call of their respective employers was just one of them.

"Well, I guess that is it then. I'll see you tonight. Love you."

Cathy hung up her phone and stared blankly out the sliding glass door that led to the back patio and the swimming pool.

The weekend away had been long in the planning. A three-day break at a resort hotel, by the beach about 2 hours' drive north. The accommodation was paid for and at this late stage would be forfeited if cancelled. Money was not the main concern. The last year had been particularly busy for both, and precious time together was in short supply. Mentally, Cathy was primed for the holiday. She had bought new outfits, including a bikini that stretched the bounds of decency and in fact had her a little worried about wearing around the resort pool. But she knew that Steve would love it. Cathy was a very fit 32-year-old, long blond hair and blessed with what could rightfully be called, perfect breasts. She was tall at 5 foot 10, just a bit shorter than Steve. Together, they stood out in a crowd, not just because of their physical attributes, but they were both open and fun and the first on the list when planning a party.

Cathy went to the fridge and poured herself a glass of white wine.

Stepping through the door to the back patio, she placed her glass on the table and undressed. She had arrived home from work only an hour previously and had quickly divested herself of her corporate attire, replaced simply with a long t shirt, with no need for underwear.

Naked, she stood on the edge of the pool, the last golden rays of sunshine filtering through the trees, casting long shadows across the private backyard that afforded the luxury of swimming nude. Her skin matched the rays of the sun, a healthy full body tan acquired from time around the pool and visits to the nearby clothing optional beach. Nudity was something that she and Steve practiced religiously and only added to her disappointment of cancelling the holiday, as there were plans to drive to a nearby clothing optional beach.

Elegantly, Cathy launched from the pool's edge with a graceful swan dive and rose to the surface and stroked languidly to the far end of the pool. She turned and floated blissfully on her back, water lapping at her breasts, her nipples hardening a little, perhaps from the coolness of the water, but more likely from the sheer, sensuous joy of being naked.

Her mind was still preoccupied with the disappointment of the cancelled break. Not only would they not be enjoying a long weekend away, but now she was going to be languishing at home alone while Steve was working. It just seemed so unfair.

Cathy swum to the ladder and climbed out of the pool, returning to her sunlounge and her glass of wine. She sipped it slowly, its magical qualities relaxing her and relieving the tensions of the day's work. She returned to the fridge and poured herself a second glass and headed back to the comfort of the sunlounge. She closed her eyes drifted into a light sleep.

"Honey," said Steve, gently tapping her on the shoulder so as not to startle her from her slumber.

Cathy slowly opened her eyes to see her husband standing above her. The sun was setting, so Cathy guessed that Steve had come straight from work, and she had perhaps been asleep for about an hour.

"Oh, hi darling," Cathy replied drowsily, "I must have been more tired than I thought, dropping off like that."

"I'm not surprised, babe, I know that you have had a busy week at work. Here let me get you another glass of wine," said Steve taking her glass and heading to the kitchen, returning with a glass for himself as well.

He placed his glass on the table and began to undress. It was still very warm, and Cathy knew that Steve loved a swim after work. She watched, admiring his muscular frame. Steve had membership of a gym very close to his work and made the time to attend a few days a week, in the mornings. He said it cleared his mind and had him fresh to start the day.

Steve walked to the pool's edge and dived in. He glided under water and with one breath, made it to the opposite end. He swum back to where Cathy was seated.

"Coming in?" he enquired, as he pushed away, floating on his back.

Cathy got up from her lounge, walked to the pool ladder and gently lowered herself into the refreshing water. She swam towards Steve, catching up to him and throwing her arms around his neck and placed a passionate kiss on his lips. Steve responded, taking her tightly in his arms, his tongue darting into Cathy's mouth, their lips entwined.

With their bodies locked together, Cathy could feel Steve's cock growing and pressing against her. She reached down and took it in her hand, gently rubbing its length, thrilling to the sensation of it expanding in her grip. Her hardened nipples were pressing into Steve's chest, and she felt the pleasant, warming feeling developing in her pussy.

Steve turned her around and guided her to the edge of the pool. Cathy spread her legs and felt the tip of Steve's long, thick cock, part her pussy lips and slowly force its way into her welcoming cunt. Slowly he pumped, teasingly pulling back and plunging in, building a steady rhythm as his hands wrapped around her, massaging her large soft breasts.

Cathy's breath quickened. Steve's cock glided effortlessly inside her hot, moist vagina.

Steve nibbled on Cathy's neck, knowing that was one of her favourite erogenous zones. He could feel tightening around his cock, a sure sign to him that she was approaching an orgasm.

For his part, Steve was in full arousal too.

"I'm cumming babe, oh yes, yes," he whispered in her ear, as his thrusting increased in tempo.

"Fuck yeah," was all Cathy could respond as her body was convulsed in a surging climax, her body pushing back as hard as she could against Steve's now throbbing cock. Steve held her tightly, their bodies as one as the passion of their lovemaking overtook them. With heaving breaths, they stood as they came down from their sexual high.

"I love you babe," Cathy managed to finally say.

"I love you more," Steve replied with all honesty.

They floated for a while then both made their way back to the sunlounges and the waiting glasses of wine.

"Honey," Steve finally spoke up, "I had an idea about this holiday. I'm shattered that work has got in the way, but I'm more disappointed that it means that you are missing out on a well-earned break. Why not ask your brother Greg to take my place. I'm sure he would love to go, and he is a teacher so he is on a break now anyway. I can't see what would stop him."

Cathy sat silently and did not answer straight away. The thought had not occurred to her but there was certainly merit in the idea. Greg was her older brother, by 2 years and the same age as Steve. She adored Greg as many little sisters do their big brothers. They were very close growing up and remained so, with Greg always having time for her and included her in social occasions with his friends. She looked across to Steve.

"I don't know babe, I was so looking forward to going with you. It was going to be our little getaway. It wouldn't be the same," Cathy replied somewhat despondently.

"Of course it wouldn't be the same. But it is all paid for. It would be a shame just to waste it. We can go another time soon. And you and Greg get on so well. I reckon you will have a ball," Steve enthused.

Steve was right on all counts, Cathy thought to herself. Yes, I would love to spend some time with Greg and yes, why just throw money away. And yes, why sit at home and mope when I could be having a good time.

"Hmmm, well, I guess it could work," Cathy replied after reflection. "I'll give him a call and see what he says. I'll do it now."

Cathy picked up her phone and rang her brother.

"Hey, Cath, what's up?" Greg cheerily answered as he picked up.

"Hey to you too Greg," said Cathy, "you wouldn't believe what happened, something popped up at Steve's work and he can't make our getaway this weekend."

"Bullshit!" Greg replied, "but you have been planning this for weeks. You must be seriously pissed."

"Well, we both are of course, but we can't do much about it. That is why I called you. Steve suggested why not ask you to take his place. Everything is paid for, so you just have to come along. Maybe you can drive, it's only 2 hours and I'll even let you take me out to dinner one night if you are good," Cathy joked.

"Really? Are you sure? I am free and it would be great to spend time with you." Greg replied, with more than a hint of enthusiasm in his voice.

"So, is that a yes? Oh, Greg it would be fantastic. We will have so much fun. Oh, and I just thought of something. I know the booking said the room has 2 queen sized beds so need to share," Cathy teased as she winked at Steve.

"I'm so excited Greg," Cathy gushed again, "so can you pick me up Saturday about noon. You remember it is the Terrigal Mantra that I booked?

"Yep, I remember, well I better go sort some clothes out. See you Saturday, love you sis," Greg declared as he hung up.

"There you go, done!" Steve said triumphantly, the weekend saved, to some degree.

"Yes, babe, it's going to be good, not the same of course, but I am looking forward to getting away," Cathy replied.

***

Saturday was soon upon her as Cathy took her suitcase out of the cupboard and started packing. She dithered for a while, wondering if she should change some of the outfits that she had planned on taking. Was an outfit to please a husband appropriate to wear around a brother. The only nightwear she had was a pretty sexy negligee. And what about that new revealing bikini? She was so keen to wear it. Oh, what the hell, I'm sure Greg has seen women in bikinis before, she thought somewhat unconvincingly to herself.

A strange thought crossed her mind. Could her darling brother actually see his little sister as a sexual being. Growing up, they were so close. They could talk about things, boyfriends, girlfriends, relationship advice. And anyway, at home, he saw me in skimpy clothing, t-shirt and shorts, no bra. And him topless, working in the yard, after football, down the beach. They were comfortable enough in each other's presence. It might be a bit of fun to be a little flirty, Cathy thought.

Twelve noon on the dot there was a knock on the door.

Cathy grabbed her bag and raced to open it,

There was Greg, looking impossibly handsome. Dressed so casually yet smartly. He was deeply tanned; no doubt having spent time at the beach during school holidays. He raised his sunglasses and moved in and gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheeks. Cathy positively swooned.

"Greg, darling, oh we are going to have such a great time. I'm so glad you agreed to come," Cathy bubbled.

"My pleasure Cath. It will be like old times us going on holidays with the olds....except the olds won't be there!" Greg joked.

They both laughed as Greg grabbed Caty's bag and put it in the car and they were on their way. The trip passed quickly and before they knew it, they were pulling into their hotel for the next three days.

No problems with checkin and They were shown to Their room. It was magnificent. Large and with a balcony with uninterrupted views of the ocean. There were the two queen beds as expected, the bathroom was spacious with a built in spa.

"This is beautiful Cath. I reckon we are going to have a great time," Greg declared heartily as he unpacked his gear.

"It sure is and we sure will!" Cathy replied gleefully. "And we have earned a beer after that drive, What say we get into our swimmers and heard for the pool bar."

"Sounds good to me, you can change in the bathroom, and I'll change here."

Cathy grabbed her new bikini and a sundress and went to change.

Greg slipped on his Speedos and boardshorts and checked some emails on his phone while he waited.

Soon Cathy emerged, resplendent in a bright floral design dress, very short and light looking with spaghetti straps. She did not miss Greg giving her an appreciative glance.

Despite it being a beautiful sunny day, the pool area was not crowded and there were plenty of sunlounges available, even two not far from the bar. They claimed them and put down their bags and towels.

"I'm going straight in," said Cathy as she whipped her sundress off in one swift move.

She waited while Greg took off his t shirt and shorts. She stood in front of him, secretly daring him to check her out; he didn't disappoint.

"Nice bikini sis!" he gushed.

The bikini was a bright yellow which perfectly complimented her lightly tanned skin. The bottom was a g string, the back of which dissected her round, firm bum. The front was high cut, barely covering her pussy and clearly evident of the fact that she shaved or perhaps waxed. The top was small, but not indecently so, yet still strained to contain her ample bosom. There was no hint of tan lines.

"Thank you sir, first showing today. Steve will be jealous!" Cathy replied saucily.

"I feel honoured, maybe you should send him a pic....or maybe not!" Greg laughed.

Instinctively, he took her hand and they walked to the pool ladder. They eased into the refreshingly cool water and paddled around, playfully splashing each other. To anyone watching, they could well have been two lovers or even newlyweds.

"Time for that drink," said Cathy as she swam to the ladder.

Greg followed her and looked on admiringly as she hauled herself out of the pool.

At the pool bar, they perused the drink list.

"Oh Greg, check the cocktail list. They have Toblerones! Remember them from the cruise we went on with mum and dad? They were delicious. I'm having one," Cathy declared.

"Make it two," said Greg as he placed the order and then returned to their sunlounges.

They dried off and Cathy got out the sun lotion and applied it to her front,

Greg slipped out of his board shorts, perhaps intent on maximising his tan. His deep tan extended all the way up to his Speedos.

Passing the sun lotion to Greg, Cathy asked him to do her back.

He did not have to be asked twice and set about the task with gusto. His hands glided easily over his sister's soft, smooth skin.

"Don't forget the backs of my legs," Cathy hinted.

"No worries," Greg replied, placing a generous dollop of the sun block on his hands and rubbed it into Cathy's thighs, moving as far up her legs as seemed appropriate, before repeating the process on her other leg.

"Thanks bro," said Cathy.

Greg lay down on his sunlounge and Cathy was certain that there was a bulge in his Speedos that wasn't evident before.

The afternoon was delightful and a second Toblerone followed the first, interspersed with swims to cool off. The sun was starting to set when it was decided that it was time to head back to the room and change for dinner.

"Greg, there is a nice little Italian restaurant not far from the hotel. We can walk there and have a drink without having to worry about driving. What do you think?" Cathy enquired.

"Fine by me and I love Italian," Greg replied.

"Done! I'll ring and book it. You can have first shower," Cathy suggested.

Greg headed to the bathroom and enjoyed a long, hot shower. There is something about a shower when on holidays; you can indulge yourself, take as long as you like without a pang of guilt. He dried himself off and applied a generous spray of his Giorgio Armani GIO. He wondered if Cathy would recognize the scent as it was a Christmas present that she gave him. He wrapped the towel around him and headed back to the room.

Cathy had laid out her clothes for the evening. She picked up her bra and panties and her toiletry bag and made her way to the bathroom, brushing past Greg on the way.

"Mmmm, Armani, nice," Cathy purred as she sidled past. Greg had a satisfied chuckle to himself.

Cathy also took the luxury of an extended shower. This did not surprise Greg in the least, recalling their time at home where it seemed that waiting for a vacant bathroom was an interminable event. Greg got dressed, fawn trousers and a pale blue, linen short sleeved shirt. Tan leather shoes completed his attire and an appraisal in the mirror met his approval.

In due course, Cathy emerged from the bathroom. She was dressed in her bra and panties only. This did not overly concern Greg, after all he had seen her in the briefest of bikinis earlier in the day. But there is something sensual about a lady in her lingerie, even if she happens to be a little sister. The ensemble was white and lacey. Again, Cathy seemed to fancy g string panties, the bra was low cut, exposing her gorgeous cleavage and barely covering her nipples, which poked through the sheer fabric. The white against her tanned skin was most alluring. Greg felt an uncomfortable swelling in his groin. He was tempted to compliment her on her lovely underwear but thought better of it.

Cathy sat at the mirror and applied her makeup. Her natural beauty was enhanced by the skilful application of her cosmetics. Satisfied, she stood and reached for the dress, laid out on the bed. A little red number, rather short with a low neckline that afforded an unfettered view of her magnificent bust. She turned her back to Greg.

"Can you zip me up please?" she asked matter of factly.

Greg stepped up to her. Cathy reached behind and lifted her golden hair up. Her neck was only inches from Greg's mouth and it took a monumental effort not to lean forward and plant a gentle kiss on it. Job done, she turned to him.

"How do I look?" she enquired teasingly.

"Absolutely stunning!" Greg replied honestly, "I am going to be the envy of every man out there tonight."

Cathy smiled at his heartfelt compliment, secretly pleased that her brother was taken by the effort that she had gone to and no hint of disguising her sexuality.

"Let's go then," bubbled Cathy and soon they were out on the street strolling along to the restaurant. Greg crooked his arm and Cathy placed her arm through it. To anyone looking, they were just lovers off for a night out.

The restaurant was packed, which is always a good sign. Shown to their table, they were offered pre dinner drinks. Cathy opted for a bourbon and coke and Greg, a beer. They chatted animatedly as they perused the menu.

"I'm going to have their spaghetti carbonara," Cathy declared, "I haven't had that in ages."

"Chicken saltimbocca for me," Greg decided, "would you like a white wine, they have a nice Soave?"

The atmosphere in the restaurant was buzzy and friendly. The waiter was charming and attentive, flirting shamelessly with Cathy and getting away with it as Italian waiters do. The food arrived in due course and each meal was indeed delicious.

"I'm so glad you agreed to come Greg," Cathy said leaning in to him and taking his hand in hers. "Today has been lovely and so relaxing. We have always been close, but I feel that we are really reconnecting being away together like this."

"I'm glad too, Cath," Greg replied, "we have that special bond. You are my little sister and I love you and will always be there for you."

Cathy felt immense pride and love for Greg at that moment. She squeezed his hand and looked lovingly into his eyes.

"You know I love you dearly too. I have the best brother," Cathy implored, doe eyed.

Cathy broke her gaze and released his hand, perhaps fearing that he would sense the electricity running through her veins. She felt more than sisterly love at that moment and it scared her a little.

Greg caught the eye of the waiter and requested the bill. Carlo the waiter returned and thanked us for being such lovely customers and true to form, took Cathy's hand and lightly kissed it. Cathy, of course was delighted and feigned coyness which was very sweet. Hand in hand, they left the restaurant and ambled back to the hotel.

Back in the room, Cathy kicked off her shoes and opened the sliding door to the balcony. It was a beautiful balmy evening, a gentle breeze wafted in from the sea.

"What's in the bar fridge Greg?" Cathy enquired, "it would be nice to have a drink out here."

Greg opened the fridge. "Champagne?" he declared.

"Oh yes please! "Cathy responded enthusiastically.

Greg returned with two glasses, and they sat sipping the golden, bubbly delight, as they watched the passing parade below.

"These bubbles tickle don't they," Cathy offered as she took another sip. "Hey, speaking of bubbles, we have a spa, why don't we have a go. It will be so relaxing."

"Sounds good to me," Greg replied, without stopping to think. Any thinking would no doubt be clouded anyway by the copious amount of alcohol that they had consumed that day.

"We can take the champers in with us," Cathy ventured as she got up and went to run the spa bath.

Cathy was excited by the prospect of the spa and she was emboldened by the drinks and the carefree feeling that overtakes people often when on holiday. She was further excited that she would be sitting close to her brother in the sensual atmosphere of the spa. She wanted to enjoy it naked but was unsure how Greg would react if she suggested it.

"Cathy," Greg said softly," my swimming costume is still wet, it will never dry for tomorrow if I wear it in the spa. Would you be terribly shocked if I went in nude?"

"Oh Greg," Cathy replied with a sense of relief in her voice. "You took the thoughts out of my head. Steve and I have been in spas before and never worn costumes. It would take away from the joy of the freedom of it all, so go ahead, so long as you won't mind me being naked too."

"Then it is agreed and sensible at that," Greg responded.

Together, they began to undress. In seconds they were both naked, facing each other.

"Da da," Cathy cried, turning a pirouette, her hands in the air, "well here we are in all our glory and the world hasn't ended."

"No, it hasn't," Greg replied as they unashamedly looked each other over from head to toe.

It instantly became apparent that both had an all over tan, exposing the fact that they were both in fact into the nudist lifestyle.

"Greg," Cathy gushed, "no tan lines? So, are you a nudist. And you shave too! I never knew!"

Greg laughed. "Yes, I am. I'm naked whenever possible and only go to nudist beaches. And yes, I like the clean look and feeling of being hair free. Are you shocked? No more than me because look at you, tanned all over and bald as a billiard ball. I guess our secret is out!"

"Ha ha, yes!" Cathy answered, "Steve and I love the nudist lifestyle. We are often nude at home, swim nude in our pool and go to clothing optional beaches and resorts. We are nudies through and through."

Cathy gave Greg another quick glance. She was impressed with what she saw. Already she knew that Greg had an athletic body, but he had an impressive cock. Even flaccid it was long and thick and improper thoughts were flooding her mind as to how it would look hard.

Equally, Greg savoured a closer look at Cathy's attributes. Unburdened of any support, her breasts were firm and full, her nipples were rather long and Greg was uncertain if that was their natural state or whether his sister was somewhat excited. Her hairless pussy was tight and compact, her outer lips concealing what lay beyond. Sensing a swelling in his groin, he took Cathy's hand and led her to the safety of the waters of the spa.

Under the cover of the water and bubbles, Greg's cock swelled to a full erection. The spa was not very deep so Cathy's breasts were exposed and this only delighted Greg as Cathy made no attempt to hide them.

"Well Greg, I can't tell you how glad I am that you are a nudist too." Cathy said. It has changed our plans for tomorrow if you are agreeable. Steve and I had planned to go to Birdie Beach during our stay. It is only half an hour away and it is a clothing optional beach. I was bitterly disappointed when I thought I couldn't go there, but maybe you are happy to go?"

"For sure, it was terrible wearing that costume in the pool today. It's crazy we have to do that. It is so uncomfortable and unnatural," Greg answered.

"Oh great, we can take a picnic lunch and some drinks. The weather tomorrow is going to be perfect. Oh Greg, I'm so excited!" Cathy gushed.

"Speaking of drinks, let me top up our champagne," Greg declared. "Oh, where is the bottle? Umm, I left it in the other room. I'll get it."

With that Greg lifted himself out of the spa. Cathy's eyes were locked on his cock. It had gone down a little but was still half erect. It was a beautiful sight. Greg returned with the bottle. He stood right next to where Cathy was sitting, her head was on a level with his cock and only inches from it as he topped up her glass. Cathy reached for Greg's glass and enjoyed another close up look of his cock as he filled that.

Greg put the bottle down and eased himself back into the spa. Cathy had a sense that Greg was teasing her, standing so close as he filled the glasses. She had every reason to suspect that as that was exactly Greg's intention. Perhaps it was just playful, perhaps just challenging the limits of how far harmless flirting game could go.

Conflicting thoughts flooded Cathy's head. She had been around naked people often and for the most part, it had been non sexual. That is how nudism works. The lifestyle is about doing what you do each day, simply without the restrictions of clothing. The feeling of freedom is the driving factor. But here she was, sexualising her brother's nakedness, taboo thoughts entering her mind. But how could such thoughts be wrong when clearly there is such deep love between her and her brother. What is running through Greg's mind, she thought. Clearly, he is comfortable seeing me naked. Is he enjoying it in the same way that I am? Her thoughts were interrupted when Greg spoke.

"I've actually been to Birdie Beach once before," Greg volunteered, "about three years ago. Do you remember that girl from my work, Fiona? We only went out for a couple of months. Well, her parents lived up that way and we visited the beach on our way home."

"Oh did you really," Cathy replied, "it's a beautiful beach isn't it. Steve and I have been there often. The north end can be interesting."

"I think I know what you mean. Fiona and I took a stroll along the beach and there was a bit of activity going on as you would know. There were couples getting a bit amorous, there were guys with hard ons, it seemed anything goes."

"Were you shocked?" Cathy enquired interestedly.

"Not particularly," Greg admitted, "no one else was so why should I be. It was a bit erotic to be honest. And freeing to a degree that you could be hard there and no one would care."

"Did you get hard yourself?" Cathy asked, with no concern that she might be too nosey.

"As a matter of fact, I did," Greg laughed, "when in Rome...eh. I rather enjoyed walking along with the breeze blowing over my hard cock. Woops, too much information, sorry."

"Ha ha," Cathy laughed, "Don't worry, Steve and I have seen it all there and he gets hard all the time. If it happens tomorrow, I wouldn't care, in fact, I'd no doubt enjoy it. From what I saw a while back, you have a nice cock."

"Thank you, Cath," Greg lowered his voice, "I think I have a fair bit of the exhibitionist in me. I don't care who sees me, hard or not. I wouldn't care if you saw me hard."

"I wouldn't either," Cath responded, just reddening a little as she spoke, "do you think I could have a look now?"

"Sure."

Greg got up on his knees and his upper body was fully exposed. He now had a full on erection. Impressive as it was flaccid, it was a more imposing sight hard. At a guess, Cathy reckoned it to be 8 inches as it was bigger than Steve's and he was very well endowed. It had girth to match its length and she pondered for a second if in fact it could be too big for some women.

"That is very nice Greg," Cathy gushed, "I can see why you would like to show it off! Can I touch it?"

"Only if you let me touch your tits!" Greg bargained.

Cathy reached out and touched the knob of his cock, squeezing it gently between her thumb and forefinger. She then ran her hand over the length of it. She could easily have wrapped both hands over it and some would still show.

"It's gorgeous Greg," Cathy swooned as she ran her fist up and down its length, "but I'm really not sure that I should be doing this."

"It's Ok Cath, its just a part of me, that I can share with my loved ones, with you. I want to you to touch it, to enjoy it,' Greg reassured her.

With that, Greg reached across and took Cathy's left breast in his hand, it was soft and smooth and warm. It felt heavenly. He rubbed her nipple and it sprang to life. Before, it looked hard, but now it grew magically in his hand, doubling in size. He tweaked it between his thumb and finger and Cathy let out a soft moan. He took her other breast in his other hand.

"Oh Cath, your hand on me feels so good. It is so exciting, it is naughty, it might be wrong, but I want you to enjoy this moment. Don't stop playing, I want you to pull me off," Greg commanded.

Cathy also sensed some guilt. How could she be fondling her brother's hard cock? Society says it is wrong, but this felt so right. Maybe society doesn't understand how deep sibling love can be. Why should society make a blanket rule. At this moment, this small act of intimacy, touch, seemed so perfectly natural. She reached for some soap and lathered her hands to make them slide more effortlessly over her brother's majestic cock. Expertly she pumped, slowly, then increasing her speed as Greg's breath shortened and became deeper.

Greg reached across and placed both hands on her shoulders as he sensed that he was ready to cum,

"Oh yes Cathy, that is so good, I'm cumming, oh yes," Greg cried.

With that, his cock shuddered and exploded, sending wave after wave of thick cum cascading all over Cathy, on her chest, her neck, her face. Cathy milked that magnificent member draining every ounce of cum from him, then slowly stroked it, like patting a purring kitten until it softened in her grasp.

Cathy's heart was racing. What had just happened was probably the most exciting, if not the most terrifying thing that she had done in her life. Greg had slipped back under the water, his magnificent cock now out of view. He sat back, his eyes closed, perhaps as she was, pondering the event that just took place. She felt mentally drained, conflicted by the societal taboo that they had just committed. She drained the last of her drink. She lent forward and gave her brother a kiss on the lips.

"Greg, that was special. I can't really put into words how I feel at the moment but I'm so glad that it happened, I don't regret it. But I feel exhausted, so I'm heading to bed. I'm so looking forward to going to Birdie Beach tomorrow. Sleep tight my darling brother and I will see you in the morning.

Greg watched as Cathy exited the spa. He watched as she dried her body. He reflected on what had happened. He was aware that things could have gone horribly wrong. He could have ruined the precious relationship that he had with his sister. Their intimate act had him on an incredible high. He sensed that all was well, but he too was exhausted. He sat in the spa until all was quite in the bedroom, then dried off and headed to bed himself.

***

Greg woke to the sun streaming through the window that led the balcony.

He looked across to Cathy's bed and she was lying there naked, on top of the sheets. One leg hung over the edge of the bed, leaving her legs spreadeagled, affording him a clear view of her stunning pussy. The events of last night came to him. Momentarily, he felt a pang of guilt, but it passed, and he took a deep breath of satisfaction. He checked his phone; it was 10am.

He got up and went to the toilet and when he returned, Cathy was awake.

"Good morning sis," Greg said cheerily, "time to get up and hit the beach."

Cathy reached for her phone. "Oh my God, we slept in. I guess it was a big day yesterday. How are you feeling Greg, I mean about, you know, everything," Cathy asked sheepishly.

"Cath, I'm good, it was special and I have no problems," Greg replied.

Cathy smiled, hearing the answer that she wanted.

"Right, then, lets get this show on the road, the day awaits, and it looks like a beauty," said Cathy, springing to her feet and heading to the bathroom where she had a quick shower.

The day to the clothing optional beach had been planned. Greg slipped on a pair of shorts and a t shirt, no need for underwear he reasoned. Cathy returned from the bathroom and slipped on a light sundress, no bra, no undies and in an instant, she was ready to go.

In the wardrobe was the cooler bag that Cathy had brought, so they loaded up some drinks and fruit and they were out the door.

It was indeed a glorious day, The sun was shining, and it was going to be hot, but not oppressively so. The drive to the beach was an easy one, there was little traffic on the road, so in thirty minutes they were there, car parked and on the track that led to the beach. Birdie Beach is long, and the clothing optional section is to the left as you left the track. Looking up to that part, it appeared to be quite busy.

Hand in hand, Cathy and Greg walked down to the water's edge where the sand was firmer and headed up to the clothing optional section, passing the occasional nudist until the beach became more and more populated the further they went.

"What about here?" Cathy suggested, pointing to a spot with plenty of space; an older couple was to the left and to the right, a single guy, sitting up and reading a book.

"Perfect!" said Greg setting down the cooler bag and backpack that contained the towels, sun lotion and a few other sundry items.

In a flash, Cathy whipped off her sundress and was instantly naked. Greg as quickly removed his shorts and t shirt and was naked as well. Greg spread the towels and they were ready to enjoy their day at the beach.

"Sun lotion first," Cathy ordered, "here let me do you. Turn around and I'll do your back first."

Dutifully, Greg presented his back to his sister, who applied a generous dollop of lotion to his shoulders, allowing plenty to run down his back. Gently she rubbed it in, working her way down to his bum, where each hand massaged a cheek. Placing more lotion in her hands, she worked it into the back of his legs.

"Now the front," Cathy directed.

"Yes ma'am," Greg snapped back, gently mocking Cathy's bossy directive.

Again, Cathy drizzled the sun lotion on his shoulders and this time it ran down his chest and stomach. Sensuously, Cathy rubbed it into his muscular chest, lingering there, her eyes catching his, a satisfied smile on her lips.

"Now, we can't have you burning there," said Cathy as she squeezed some sunblock into her hands and gently applied it to his cock and balls.

Greg had often seen couples applying sun lotion on each other and it was never interpreted as a sexual act. To nudists, their lifestyle involved certain practicalities and one was applying sun lotion on all skin exposed to the sun. Touching the genitals in such situations was normal and expected. Certainly, for Greg, it was pleasurable, but it did not result in an erection, well, maybe the hint of swelling.

"Your turn now," Greg said after he was adequately protected, as he set about his pleasant duty of rubbing sun lotion on every inch of Cathy's body.

Try as he may, it was a difficult task not to be aroused rubbing sun lotion into Cathy's magnificent breasts. Certainly, Cathy was enjoying it as her hardening nipples betrayed her. Still, Greg kept to his task and eventually the pair were adequately protected from the sun's harsh rays, and they settled down on the their towels and relaxed.

Cathy was feeling particularly content and peaceful. She was relishing this time spent with her brother, renewing the closeness they had as children growing up. She wondered what Steve would have made of her touching Greg's hard cock, indeed, wanking him off. She and Steve were not swingers, but had been in situations at both the beach and resorts where there was a bit of sexual byplay, flirting, exhibitionism. Probably, Steve would not be totally shocked, but by the same token, at this stage, Cathy did not see the need to tell Steve what went down.

"I'm going in for dip. Coming?" Greg offered his hand and together they strolled down to the water's edge.

This day, there was a gentle surf rolling, with small waves breaking on the shore. Cathy and Greg wadded out and dived under an approaching wave. The water was surprisingly warm yet still refreshing. Cathy swam over to Greg and wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling him in close. Their bodies meshed as they held each other tightly. Cathy reached down and took Greg's cock in her hand and gently massaged it, delighted as it grew to full hardness.

"Greg, you have one beautiful cock!" Cathy mewed, stroking the object of her enjoyment.

"Very nice of you to say madam," Greg replied flippantly, "you are welcome to play with it anytime you please."

"Oh, I will, don't you worry about that," replied Cathy as she firmed her grip and pumped harder.

Swimmers in the near vicinity may or may not have known that Greg was getting a hand job, but Cathy and Greg could not have cared less. Both were focused on the pleasure that was being had. Greg closed his eyes, sensing that he was about to cum. Electricity surged through him as an orgasm took control and his dick throbbed, dispersing his seed into the briny vastness.

Cathy released her grip and drifted away, a satisfied smirk on her face. Playfully, Greg splashed water in her direction. They came together again and hugged, before making their way back to their towels.

Both lay down and let the sun's brilliant rays embrace their naked bodies. No words need be spoken and both drifted off into a light slumber.

Greg had probably not been dozing for long, but he roused to find that he was sporting a full erection. He looked around to see if anyone was paying any attention, but unsurprisingly, that was not the case at all. He decided to make no effort to hide it and sat up on his haunches and enjoyed the view out to sea. Before long, Cathy woke up and looked across to see Greg's cock proudly on display.

"What have you been thinking about, naughty boy?" Cathy chided, nodding in the direction of the errant penis.

"You don't want to know!" Greg scoffed, "would you like to go for a stroll up the beach?"

Original, they had made their camp about a hundred yards from the northern end of the beach. Both were aware that sometimes, there was raunchy activity up that end, but today, their intent was simply to enjoy some nude time together, hence the reason why they camped where they did. Still, a wander up that end might be interesting, and Greg felt emboldened to make the walk there sporting his hard on, feeling the need to give in to his exhibitionist inclinations.

Hand in hand, they walked amongst the sunbathers as they headed north. Unlike many nudist beaches, Birdie attracted mostly couples, with a few single ladies and a good sprinkling of single men. Also, the crowd tended to be a bit older, but there were some around Cathy and Greg's vintage.

They had not travelled far, before they encountered another couple, the male half of which was lying on his back, seemingly asleep but with a full erection pointing skywards. Again, no one seemed to be taking the slightest notice. Greg was certainly feeling comfortable walking with his own cock proudly erect. Not far from that couple was another, with the female member sitting up on her elbows, her legs spreadeagled, determined, no doubt to ensure an even tan around her pussy.

Many of the sunbathers had brought sun tents to the beach. These were popular as they provided both shade and privacy. In one such tent a little further along, a husband was serenely stroking his wife's pussy while she had one hand wrapped around his sizeable cock.

The northern end of the beach was marked by a rocky headland, followed by cliffs that stretched a good distance to the next beach. Having reached the northern end, there was a sun tent attracting a bit of attention. The inhabitants were enjoying a full on fuck session, the lady on her back, her legs spread and in the air as her partner fucked her missionary style. A couple in front of the tent were on their stomachs, watching closely, while two men were openly wanking off as they watched. Greg and Cathy stopped to enjoy the show.

"This is like last time Steve and I were here, "Cathy advised, "there were two couples going at it that time."

"Seems it is a popular diversion. Oh well, no harm done eh, nobody seems to be offended," Greg replied.

"Nope, nobody is worried about your hard on and nobody would care if I gave it a little suck," Cathy suggested as she dropped to her knees in front of Greg and took his hard, thick cock into her mouth.

Expertly, she devoured that massive man meat, rocking back and forth, taking every inch into her hungry mouth. Greg stood, his hands on her head, willing her on. It was not her intention to make him cum. A quick suck for the crowd was all that she sought and was delighted to see that she had attracted a few viewers. Mission accomplished, she took Greg's hand, and they wandered back to their towels, catching the odd carnal action along the way.

Back at the towel, it was time for a drink and a bite to eat. Sitting, eating and drinking, they enjoyed the age-old practice of people watching as the passing parade ambled past. People of all shapes, and ages loving the simple joy of being naked in the fresh air. It was a pleasure to be part of a likeminded group of people.

Another swim then it was time to head home. Cathy and Greg walked naked back to the track, where, reluctantly, they put their clothes back on for the trip back to the hotel.

***

The cool air of their room was a relief from the biting sun and a shower beckoned to wash off the salty seawater.

Cathy grabbed first go and stood as the refreshing water cascaded over her body. Greg waited patiently for his turn and as Cathy stepped out, he took her place.

The shower energised him; he felt fresh and clean. He dried himself off and headed back to the bedroom where a beautiful sight awaited him.

Lying naked on the bed, her legs spread wide, exposing her gorgeous pussy was his beloved sister.

Greg walked slowly to the bed and sat down beside Cathy.

"Cath," he said softly as he looked into her eyes," you know I love you deeply, and I know you love me, but I'm terrified that we could do something to damage that love forever. Yes, we have played around a little, possibly you could call it harmless fun. Sure, we are brother and sister and we have been close all our lives, but how far can we take that love? Society says it is wrong for us to have sex. Maybe we can say, I don't care what society says or thinks. What if we regret what happens if we take the next step. I don't know if I can risk damaging our love and possibly losing you forever."

Tears were welling in his eyes. His hand was trembling in hers.

"Darling brother," Cathy replied, her voice soft but firm, "Our love is special. All my life I have looked up to you. You were always there for me. I adored you; my friends adored you. You are the kindest, most gentle person. I feel that we are one, a kindred spirit, our souls are linked like chain. I want, I need to share that most precious thing I own, my body, with you. You have my soul, now take my flesh."

Cathy took Greg's hand and moved it to her soaking wet pussy. She moved over, making room for Greg to lie beside her. She took his face in her hands and gently kissed him on the lips, then again, then more forcefully, her lips opening and her tongue furtively seeking her brother's.

Greg responded, their tongues dancing wildly, probing and twisting, their saliva mixing forming a fluid, that was akin to the blood bond that they had shared all their life.

Greg's fingers parted Cathy's pussy lips, and they entered her steaming love tunnel. First two, then three fingers easily penetrated, rubbing the ribbed top of her vagina. Cathy squirmed to his touch. Greg then held her pussy lips open as he moved to her protruding love bud, her clitoris, swollen with passion. He rolled it between his thumb and forefinger, causing Cathy to take deep laboured breaths.

He moved on top of her, spreading her legs, His cock was rock hard as he teased Cathy's red, swollen labia.

"Fuck me Greg, fuck me now, oh god fuck me," Cathy begged.

With that, Greg's cock, entered her, sliding easily into her soaking wet, steaming hot cunt. He filled her with the entirety of his magnificent member and began to pump slowly and lovingly, not swiftly and forcefully. Back and forth he thrusted, drawing his full length out then plunging again into his sister's tight, pulsing cunt.

Greg pulled out and rolled Cathy on her side as he entered her from behind, his cock searching deeply with each stroke and his balls thumping into Cathy's arse. With a free hand, he reached around and found her clit and rubbed it furiously as he fucked her. Cathy covered his hand with her own desperate for him concentrate on the organ of her pleasure, that was bringing her swiftly to a shuddering climax.

Cathy's breath was now coming in quick short bursts. A feeling of immense pleasure was building momentously between her thighs. Every muscle in her body seemed to be contracting as she bucked and twisted and pushed back hard against her brother's pounding cock.

"Oh Greg, I'm cumming, ohhhh yes, yes, yes, don't stop, don't stop!" Cathy squealed, her free hand reached behind her and Greg's arse as he pumped away.

"I'm cumming Cathy darling, I'm cumming," Greg replied breathlessly as he grabbed her left breast and clasped it firmly pulling Cathy towards himself.

With that, Greg's cock exploded, sending his steaming white sperm cascading into Cathy's pulsating cunt. Load after load of cum filled her and forced its way out onto the sheets.

Cathy arched her back as she lost all control as her body convulsed with an earth shattering orgasm. She fought to catch her breath; the feeling of a massive weight was on her chest.

Greg held her body tightly to his. They were covered in sweat; their hearts were pounding. Neither were capable of speaking; indeed no words could convey the depth of their love for each other at that moment.

Minutes passed.

"Oh Greg, I love you, you don't know how much I love you. I have never felt anything like this in my life," Cathy was finally able to articulate her thoughts. "Don't for a minute think we have done any wrong. Nothing could have been more pure and honest."

"Darling Cath, I love you with all my heart too. That was special, so special. I regret nothing," Greg replied as he stroked Cathy's long golden locks.

Again they lay silently, their bodies touching as they both drifted off to sleep.

***

Twilight had set in as Greg roused from his slumber.

Lying next to him, Cathy was still sleeping, breathing lightly, her magnificent chest, rising and falling with each breath.

Greg's thoughts raced instantly back to the afternoon's lovemaking and a deep sense of satisfaction filled him, with not a hint of remorse.

He went to the bathroom and had a shower. He was feeling very hungry so a clean up before heading out to dinner was in order.

He returned to the bedroom, to see Cathy sitting up, talking on her phone. He caught the end of the conversation, "...love you Steve, miss you, see you tomorrow."

"Greg, that was Steve, I guess you heard. I called him. I miss him you know. You know that I love him with all my heart. Maybe that sounds strange to you, when you know that I love you so deeply too. But what I have with you and what I have with Steve are different but special in their own way. He is my husband and one day will be the father of our children. I don't want to lose him. I hate to keep secrets from him, but I cannot tell him what has happened between us, not now at least. Do you understand Greg?" Cathy asked, tears welling in her eyes.

Greg went and sat beside her, his arms around her waist, holding her tightly.

"Cathy, my darling, I do understand. Steve mustn't know and he will never hear it from my lips. In days to come, I may struggle with what we did. Today, I am walking on air, we have created a bond stronger than I ever thought a brother or sister could have. But I am not your husband, and I cannot give you the life that Steve can and will. I will always be there for you, I will be the loving uncle of your children. We cannot have regrets for giving into the deep love that we have for each other. Love is not a finite thing, it can be shared around as a mother can love her child, her husband her brother. I know that you love Steve no less now than you did days before. We can keep this to ourselves without guilt building up inside us. As brother and sister, we have the right to that love," Greg finished, emotionally exhausted.

They hugged, then Cathy broke free.

"OK, shower time, where are you taking for dinner, your shout!" Cathy spoke as she headed for the bathroom.

***

Greg had planned dinner. Not far from the hotel was a Thai restaurant that had excellent reviews. Greg knew that Thai was Cathy's favourite cuisine.

Cathy again was a picture of elegance in the time honoured little black dress. A gold necklace complimented her blonde locks and a small black clutch bag completed her accessories. Greg felt immense pride to be the dinner companion of undoubtedly, the most beautiful woman in the restaurant.

Dinner passed pleasantly, a bottle of white wine matched the food and fully satisfied, Cathy and Greg headed back to the hotel.

"Greg, do you think you could sleep in my bed tonight. Can we just cuddle and fall asleep in each other's arms?" Cathy asked.

"Of course, sis, I would love that," Greg replied as they both stripped naked and hopped into bed, spooning, Greg's arm around Cathy's chest lovingly holding her smooth, warm breast. Together, they fell into a deep contented sleep.

***

Morning broke on the final day of what turned out to be a most surprising, yet thoroughly enjoyable break.

Greg awoke with morning wood, the knob of his dick poking Cathy's arse as she slept with her back to him.

Greg moved in a little closer, rubbing his cock along the lips of Cathy's pussy. Cathy had roused and instinctively, pushed back into Greg, dropping her top leg, allowing him easy access to her eager pussy.

Greg entered easily and slowly thrust back and forth in a steady rhythm, holding her hips as he did. It was relaxed, composed lovemaking and with little effort, Greg came, filling Cathy's cunt with his white sticky cum.

"Mmmm Greg, how did you know that I just love a morning quicky?" Cathy asked.

"Maybe because I love one too. Anyway, we don't have time for long, passionate lovemaking, we have to check out by 10," Greg laughed.

It was sad to put an end to the little holiday, but it was another beautiful day and there was no need to rush off, so Cathy and Greg decided to spend a little time at the nude beach on the way home. It was the perfect finishing touch, lying in the warm sun, enjoying for what could well be the last time being naked together.

"Time to go, I think," Cathy reluctantly suggested, so they packed up and headed back to the carpark for the trip home,

Not a lot was spoken as each was engrossed in their own thoughts. Before long, Greg pulled into the driveway of Cathy and Steve's house. He helped his sister in with her bags and she walked him back to the door.

She wrapped her arms around him and planted a passionate kiss on his lips.

"You are the best brother ever and I had the absolute best time. I love you so much," Cathy enthused,

"And you are the best sister, Steve's bad luck turned out to be my good luck, I got to spend three days with you all to myself," Greg replied.

"What say we have you over for a bbq and a swim soon. We can tell Steve all about the holiday...well, not about ALL the holiday!"

Cathy laughed as she waved Greg goodbye.Cathy threw her suitcase on the bed and opened it up.

She created two piles, one for the washing machine, one to hang back up. She came to her new bikini. She threw it on the pile to be washed. No, she thought to herself, Steve hasn't seen this yet; I'll put it on and he can see It tonight when he gets home from work. Cathy looked at the time on the bedside clock. It was already 5 o'clock so Steve would be home in about an hour. She put the bikini on, finished sorting, then headed to the laundry.

With the load on, Cathy went to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of white wine, before heading to the pool, where she placed her drink on the table and dived into the clear, refreshing water.

Floating on her back, her thoughts drifted back to the weekend just finished and the fun that she had. No doubt, Steve will want to know all about it, but the trick will be determining how much to tell and when.

Steve and Cathy were committed nudists. Cathy thought that it would not be unreasonable to admit to Steve, that she discovered that Greg was also a nudist and that they were naked together during the holiday. Steve may be a little shocked, but Cathy reasoned that he would not be totally outraged. She contemplated her dilemma as she swam to the ladder and climbed out of the pool, settling down on her sunlounge and taking a sip of her drink.

"Honey, I'm home," came a voice from the hallway of the house.

"Out by the pool, Steve," Cathy replied.

Cathy stood to greet her husband as he stepped through the sliding door onto the patio,

"Woooo baby, look at you," Steve exclaimed as cast his eyes on Cathy's new bikini.

"You like?" Cathy asked somewhat unnecessarily.

"It's sensational, did it shrink in the pool?" Steve joked.

"It is tiny isn't it," Cathy admitted, "but I loved it when I saw it and I wanted to wear it for you on our little break."

"Had I known that I would have cancelled my appointment!" Steve conceded. "I'm sure you wowed them around the pool. What did Greg think of it?"

Cathy was pleased to hear this question. At least Steve presumed that she had worn the costume in front of Greg, not assuming that it was too bold to do so.

"Well, he was very brotherly polite, saying that he thought it was really nice," Cathy replied honestly as Greg, did not go overboard complimenting her new bikini.

"Spin around," Steve directed her.

Cathy turned her back to him, giving Steve a view of the g string bottom, for what it was, little more than a strap of cloth between her butt cheeks.

"It doesn't leave much to the imagination does it" Steve declared thoughtfully. "I do love it."

"Thank you, honey," Cathy declared, wrapping her arms around Steve's shoulder, "I thought that you would."

"But guess what?" Cathy added. "Greg couldn't help but notice that there was a distinct lack of tan lines. I admitted that we swum naked in the pool and were naked a lot around the house, even going to nude beaches. He wasn't the least bit shocked."

"No?" Steve replied, "well it's no big deal is it; I don't care who knows that we are nudists."

"That's what I thought too, "Cathy added, "but get this, he said that he was a nudist too!"

"You're kidding, I had no idea," Steve declared.

"Me either, but I was pleasantly surprised. It did mean that I felt a bit more comfortable wearing this bikini around him!" Cathy admitted.

"Ha ha, yeah well that is as close to being naked as is legally possible." Steve joked.

Cathy blushed ever so slightly. "Yes, it is skimpy, but I feel sexy in it."

"Anyhow Steve, when I planned this holiday, I intended for you and me to spend a day at Birdie Beach, you know, the nudist beach not far from the hotel. I was disappointed when you had to drop out, but when I discovered that Greg was a nudist, well I thought, why not still go there," Cathy declared somewhat apprehensively.

"You and Greg, naked on the beach together?" Steve asked for clarification.

"Yep, just two nudists hanging out. You and I have been to nude beaches and we aren't the least bit shy. Clearly, Greg wasn't a bit shy either as he readily agreed to the idea. I don't think it is such an unusual thing for brother and sister to be nude together," Cathy added further.

"Maybe in the bath as toddlers," Steve replied," but as adults? I mean, that is a bit unusual, don't you think?"

"A little unusual I suppose," Cathy admitted, "but we both thought it was a good idea and we did have a lovely day on the beach."

"Yeah, well I guess, but was it weird seeing your brother naked?" Steve's curiosity was awakened now.

"Only for a minute. Like when we went to the nude beach for the first time. You think everyone is looking at you, but you soon realise that is not the case and you just relax and go about things normally," Cathy rationalised.

"True," Steve had to agree. "I mean I can't see anything wrong with it, just kind of thought it might be, oh, I don't know, a bit embarrassing, like where do you look!"

"Funnily enough, it was nothing of the sort, we just dropped our clothes and we were just another naked couple on the beach," Cathy stated.

"Not just another naked couple with you there baby," Steve sniggered as he moved to kiss Cathy passionately on the lips. Cathy wrapped her arms around him and returned the embrace.

Steve reached behind and undid Cathy's bikini top and it fell to the ground. He stepped back and admired her gorgeous breasts.

"Greg is a lucky man getting an eyeful of your magnificent boobs," Steve admitted.

He took her left nipple in his mouth and sucked gently. It firmed to his touch. With his left hand he massaged her right breast.

Cathy reached down and undid Steve's pants belt, then the button and finally unzipped the pants as they fell to his feet. She rubbed his now rock hard cock through his underpants. Deftly, she pulled his underpants down and dropped to her knees, her face now on a level with that marvellous cock.

Slowly she licked his knob, relishing the first few drops of precum. Then, thrusting forward, she took his manhood into her mouth, inching deeper with each push, until she could feel his rod like dick pounding the back of her throat. Back and forth she sucked, her mouth full of Steve's engorged cock.

"Ohhh baby yes, that is so good, don't stop," Steve begged.

Cathy had no intention of stopping. Cock sucking was one of her favourite pastimes and she knew how much Steve enjoyed it.

"I'm cumming oh, yes, I'm cumming," Steve bellowed as he held Cathy's head fearful that somehow his cock would accidently fall out of her hot, moist mouth.

Steve's legs trembled as he came with a shuddering jolt, sending streams of hot salty cum down Cathy's throat. Greedily she swallowed, not wasting a single drop, relishing the thick sticky love juice.

Steve fell to his knees, his face now level with Cathy's and he kissed her fervidly. Her saliva and his cum mingled into a cocktail of salacious delight. Their tongues danced, probing and flicking, their lips locked in that passionate embrace.

Steve broke away and gently kissed Cathy on her neck.

"I love you Steve, you are everything to me," Cathy gushed.

"You know I love you baby," Steve replied earnestly, "I missed you while you were away."

Cathy had a moment of reflection. The love of two men were running through her mind. Two men, who meant so much to her, but in different ways. A love of a brother, who she had known all her life, who shared her memories, be they good or bad. A man linked to her by blood.

And the other, the man who chose her to be her partner for life, to be the father of her children who swore with his marriage vows to love her through thick and thin. Their love had grown, not from a lifetime together, but from a spark from the day they met. Cathy knew that she wanted to be with Steve forever. But she also knew that she would love her brother forever. Can a woman love two men, not necessarily equally, but each in a different but no less like fashion? At this point she could not answer that question and allowed herself to savour the secure embrace of her husband.

Steve removed the remainder of his clothing and plunged into the swimming pool. Cathy followed him in. They floated aimlessly, heady, from their lovemaking.

Cathy knew that she had to tell Steve that she had been intimate with her brother, Now was not the time nor the place. She needed Greg to be with her to help Steve understand. She had a plan.

"Steve, what say we have Greg over for a bbq on the weekend. He did say that he would like to catch up with you." Cathy suggested.

"Sure, why not," Steve replied, "we haven't caught up in a while."

"And what do you think of the idea that we might be naked, sit around, have a drink, have a swim nude. We would be naked anyway if home alone and Greg is a nudist just like us. It felt very freeing being naked with Greg. I'm sure that you would find it invigorating as well." Cathy asked hopefully.

Steve did not answer immediately. He was taken a bit by surprise so needed to digest the thought. Of course, he loved being naked around other people. It was a lifestyle choice that he fully embraced. Was there really a problem being naked around your wife's brother? On face value, he could not think of one, and in all honesty, there was a titillating notion of something slightly naughty or erotic.

"Yeah, that should be OK, it might feel a little weird to start with, but hey, a nudist is a nudist, family or not," Steve rationalised.

"Oh, thank you Steve," Cathy gleefully replied, swimming to Steve and giving him a big hug. "It will be fun and I'm sure that we will enjoy ourselves immensely."

Cathy climbed out of the pool, her golden body glistening in the last rays of sunshine as the sun began to set over the horizon. Steve watched admiringly, his cock swelling lustily. He swam around the pool cooling off some more before hopping out. Swimming nude was a joy, but swimming nude with a hard on only enhanced the experience.

Cathy phoned Greg who was more than happy to come for a bbq on the weekend. She knew that the chances were that their dalliance would be exposed, she wanted that, she did not want to keep it a secret from Steve. Somehow, she had to make Steve understand, if in fact she understood herself, that she acted out of love of her brother, spontaneously, and her love for her husband remains as deep and as committed as always. Trembling, she feared that she could have ruined everything.

***

The week at work had been a busy one for both Steve and Cathy and Friday 5pm could not come quickly enough.

Cathy went shopping to buy the food for tomorrow's bbq. Steve had requested New York cut steak and Cathy suggested a potato bake to compliment it. Fried onions would complete the menu and all this was to be washed down with beer, red wine and as it was a special event, a bottle of Moet champagne.

Saturday dawned sunny and hot. It was perfect weather for outdoor living, lunch under the shade of the outdoor patio, coupled with repeated dips in the pool to cool off. Cathy was experiencing a mixture of excitement and dread for the day's events. Her mind was racing yet deep down, the thrill of having Steve and Greg, naked in her company sent a tingle through her body.

It was a little after noon when there was a ring on the front doorbell.

Steve and Cathy had decided that they would remain clothed initially and wait for the moment to discuss getting naked.

Together, they went to thew door to welcome their guest.

"Greg, nice to see you mate, come in," said Steve, offering his handshake a quick hug.

"Hi Greg, glad, you could make it," enthused Cathy, giving her big brother a kiss on the cheek and a hug. "What a beautiful day we have!"

"It sure is," Greg replied, "I'm glad you guys have a swimming pool."

"Yep, we will be making good use of that today, don't you worry," Steve assured him.

They made their way to kitchen. Greg had brought a six pack of beer and offered it around. They each took a beer and headed out to the shade of the patio, by the pool.

"Cheers!" Steve cried as they clinked their bottles together in unison.

"OK Greg, it is stinking hot today, and under normal circumstances, Cathy and I would be hanging out naked. She tells me that you are keen on nudism too, so if you don't mind, we will undress and of course, you are welcome to join us," Steve declared, keen to get the issue of nudism cleared up early.

"I was hoping that would be the case," Greg replied, "I'd be naked 24/7 too if I had your set up."

With that, each stood up and started to disrobe.

It was an easy job for Cathy, as she was wearing a sundress only, without any underwear, so in one simple move she naked.

Both Steve and Greg were dressed in t shirt and shorts and coincidently neither were wearing underwear, so they too were naked in seconds.

The three stood momentarily, each casting an eye over the other, as would be natural in the situation. Cathy's eyes were drawn to the men's penises. Both were flaccid, but even in that state, each was impressive, possessing both length and girth. As well, both men were shaved, further accentuating their attributes.

"Good,' declared Steve, "that was easy enough now we can all relax and enjoy the day as nature intended, free of those unnecessary clothes."

"I'll drink to that," replied Greg, raising his beer in solidarity.

The ice had been broken and soon enough the conversation turned to the recent trip away.

"I'm glad you guys had a great time, but I must admit that I was surprised when Cathy told me that you went to the nudist beach. But then I thought about it. Cathy and I have been to nudist beaches, and we have seen families there and we have been to resorts and the same thing. I realised that I had not given it much thought and that family nudism is more common than I imagined." Steve admitted, "so I know Cathy is a diehard nudist, so maybe it runs in the family!"

"Yes," Greg added, "we weren't nudists growing up at home, but we were very casual with clothing. Cathy would often be sitting around in a t shirt and shorts, no bra and I would be just getting around in shorts most of the time."

"So, perving on me were you Greg," Cathy joked to laughter from all.

"Well, I wouldn't call it perving as such, but it was hard to ignore and I wasn't going to tell you to cover up," Greg retorted.

"Yes, and then I saw Cathy at the hotel pool in her new bikini and there was not a hint of tanlines,' Greg went on," I just got the impression that maybe she was naked around her pool at home. I straight out asked and she said she was. I then told her that I enjoy being naked too, so that was it. Cathy then said that she had planned to go to Birdie Beach if you were going, now there was no need to change those plans."

Steve nodded, "Sounds reasonable to me, anyway, I'm going in for a dip. Who is coming?"

The first beer was finished, so all got up and made their way to the pool and dived in.

"Wow, this water is beautiful!" Greg declared excitedly. "No wonder you spend so much time in it."

"Yep, every day after work, first thing, I'll jump in for a swim," Steve added, "I float around, often with a beer and all the cares in the world disappear."

Cathy swam over to Steve and whispered in his ear, "It's going well isn't it."

She reached down and touched his soft cock.

"Honey, not now," he gently said, pushing her hand away.

Cathy laughed and swum away. She was only teasing him and winked in his direction. He shook his head and smiled wryly.

Cooled, off, they left the pool. Cathy went to the fridge and brought back another beer for each.

Steve was still interested in their visit to the nudist beach.

"So Greg, had you been to Birdie Beach before? "he asked.

"Just the once. You might recall that girl Fiona that I was going out with for a short while. Her parents lived up that way and we went to the beach on our way home," Greg replied openly.

"It's a great beach isn't, gets all sorts there that's for sure," Steve probed.

"Yes, we liked that about it," Greg admitted, "plenty of nudists there soaking up the sun, some exhibitionists for sure up the northern end. That's fine by me. Each to their own I say.'

"That's what we found eh Cathy, when we go there," Steve replied.

"Yep, we always enjoyed a stroll up to the rocks didn't we babe," Cathy answered raising her eyebrow, seeking acknowledgement.

"Yes we did, we aren't prudes, there was a bit going on but it never worried us, in fact I think we both have a bit of the exhibitionist streak in us so we just went with the flow," Steve said.

Cathy looked across to Steve and she could see that this conversation was getting him a little excited as he was sporting half a hard on.

"Actually, Greg and I went for a bit of a walk up to the northern end too, Steve," Cathy added, keen to keep the conversation on that topic.

"Oh, did you now?" Steve responded, "and what was it like that day?"

"Well there was a bit going on," Cathy explained, "wasn't long before we came across a couple where the husband was fingering his wife, then a bit further up, there was another couple in one of those tent shades, full on fucking. It was quite an eye opener wasn't it Greg?"

'Yes, it was, but as I said, Fiona and I saw things going on when we went so it wasn't a complete surprise. It was nice though, as I have no problem with people playing on the beach." Greg replied.

"So you were enjoying yourself eh Greg? Hmm, when I'm enjoying myself on the beach, I don't have any inhibitions, If I get hard so what," Steve was clearly searching for Greg's response.

"Well, Steve, I guess we have that in common," Greg answered openly, "it was titillating and I was happy to watch. And yes, I did get hard. I pretty well couldn't help it and I was worried how Cathy would react. But she was cool with it."

Steve said nothing for a while.

"So, you had a hard on, in front of your sister," Steve sought clarification.

"Yes, I did" Greg replied, a little sheepishly, "but at the time, it seemed perfectly natural. There were guys with hard ons all over the beach. I mean, watching people fucking is very hot and I enjoyed it, we both enjoyed it."

Cathy looked to see Steve's reaction. He seemed to be taking it very well. If his cock was any judge, he was actually enjoying it as he now sported a full on erection.

'Are you shocked, Steve?" Cathy sought his reaction.

"Well, a little, I mean it's not something I expected to hear. Sure, getting erections on that nudist beach is something that happens, but a brother getting one in front of his sister is not something that I would have thought would happen," Steve explained.

"Hmmm, yet the thought seems to have excited you Steve," Cathy replied, "I see you have a stiffy. That's OK."

Steve blushed. "Yeah, well, there is something erotic about it. Greg, as one exhibitionist to another, I get where you were coming from."

"Thanks mate for being so understanding, and you aren't the only one with a stiffy!" Greg replied with something of a forced laugh.

"Oh goody," Cathy squealed clapping her hands, "show me."

The two men looked at each other, seeking reassurance before they both pushed their chairs back and stood up, their erections on full display for Cathy's enjoyment.

"Very nice,' said Cathy as she inspected the fine specimens of manhood.

Earlier, when flaccid, both penises were nice viewing. Now hard, their similarities still existed. Both were long, and thick, as impressive cocks as Cathy had seen. She suspected when seeing Greg's cock for the first time that it was on a par with her husband's and that was the case.

"Nice cocks boys," Cathy enthused as she pushed away from her chair and walked over to where they were standing. "I bet they feel as good as they look."

With that, Cathy took a cock in each hand. Neither man objected. She firmly gripped each one and squeezed, then gave each a gentle rub.

"Yep, they do feel good," Cathy smirked and with that, she released both dicks and went back to her seat.

This was a calculated move on Cathy's part. She was testing the water to see Steve's reaction. Today, at some stage, she had to tell him that she and Greg had had sex. If she could gently ease him into an erotic situation, it would work in her favour. Planting a seed now was the first step.

"Well I don't know about you guys, but I'm hungry for some meat, I mean the bbq type, so what say you fire the barbie up Steve," Cathy saucily suggested.

This brought raucous laughter from the men.

"You get the barbie going Steve and I'll get us some drinks. How about a red with the steaks?" Greg suggested. "Cathy, can you help?"

Greg and Cathy headed inside to get the wine and glasses.

"Greg, this is going well." Cathy confided. "You know that I can't keep what happened from Steve. But if we can bring him around to understanding how it came about, I think he might be forgiving; you have to help me."

"It's OK Cathy," Greg replied, "don't think that I haven't thought about your predicament. I will do all in my power to make things right with Steve, if that is possible."

Cathy got the steaks out of the fridge, put the potato bake in the oven while Greg opened a bottle of red and collected three glasses. Together they returned to the patio area.

Cathy took the steaks over to Steve, who had lit the bbq.

"That was hot baby, playing with our cocks, but what got into you touching Greg's," Steve inquired. He was still as stiff as a board.

"Why not, it is just a cock, and it looked so inviting, well they both did. Anyway, I saw Greg hard at the beach, no big deal," Cathy reasoned.

Without waiting for a reply from Steve, Cathy wandered over to the table and picked up her wine and went and sat down on one of the sunlounges, intent on getting a bit of sun before lunch.

Greg took a wine over for the cook.

"Here mate, Cheers," he said as they clinked glasses. "Cathy is quite the girl isn't she, such a free spirit. You are a lucky man Steve, she loves you dearly, and I love her as only a brother could."

"Yes, I have always known that you are so close. That's why I suggested that she take you on the holiday when I had to pull out. Mind you, I didn't think that you were going to nude up!' Steve cried with feigned indignation.

"Ha ha, yeah well, there you go. But look how it has worked out. We now can enjoy hanging out naked. I got to tell you Steve, I don't mind my sister playing with my cock," Greg admitted.

"Yeah, she didn't seem to mind either," Steve laughed. "I'm not one to try and kill her spontaneity. That is one thing that I love about her. Sometimes she just doesn't have any filters. It sure keeps things interesting," Steve added.

Greg and Steve small chatted for a while until Steve called out.

"Honey, is that potato bake ready, the steaks are nearly done."

"Coming up," Cathy replied, heading to the kitchen and returning with the dish and plates and knives and forks. Greg topped the wine up.

Steve served up the steaks and they sat down to a sumptuous lunch. The steaks were perfectly cooked and the red wine complimented them. The conversation flowed as free as the wine; and the warm sunshine combined to have everyone in a relaxed frame of mind.

After lunch was finished all retired to a sunlounge to catch a bit of sun and chill out and let the food settle.

Cathy took it upon herself to make sure that the boys were protected from the harsh rays of the sun and delighted in applying sun lotion to every inch of exposed skin. Special attention was paid to their cocks, and it was obvious that they appreciated the effort as both were left with rock hard dicks, pointing skyward as they sat on the lounges. Steve suggested that Greg should make sure that Cathy had equal protection and his hard on may well have been from the loving attention that he gave to her breasts, butt and pussy.

It was easy to doze of in the sun and that is what appeared to happen, until there was the sound of a splash and a cry from the middle of the pool.

"You boys better come in, you have had enough sun, you will burn," Cathy cried.

Sleepily, Steve and Greg opened their eyes and knowing that Cathy was right they dived into the refreshing, inviting water. Afternoon shadows were now falling across the pool, creating the perfect conditions that Steve and Cathy so loved.

Steve swam to Cathy and wrapped his arms around her. Cathy reached down and found his cock and gently massaged it. Unlike earlier when Steve rejected her advances, he now encouraged her, kissing her passionately on the lips.

Greg swam to the other end of the pool, to afford them a little privacy. He could not avoid a quick peek to see what was going on. What he saw was Cathy gesturing him to come over. Greg swam towards them.

With her free hand she reached down to discover that Greg was now also sporting a hard on. Like a kid in a candy shop, Cathy vigorously rubbed the two rock hard cocks.

"Mmmm you boys don't have much trouble getting hard do you." Cathy said admiringly.

"Not with a sexy woman like you around," Greg reasoned.

"Come here," Cathy demanded as she made her way to the edge of the pool. "Sit up there."

The men pulled themselves out of the water and sat side by side, there stiff cocks pointing skyward. Cathy stood in the water in front of them, her mouth perfectly positioned to suck their magnificent manhood. Starting with Steve, she nibbled on his knob, her tongue teasing his pee hole, then inch by inch, she took his dick into her mouth, sucking strongly and feeling it deep in her throat. Back and forth she bobbed, her tongue lashing the length of that fantastic man meat. All the while, a spare hand was wrapped around her brother's raging erection.

Then it was time for a swap.

Cathy was boiling with passion as she moved to tend to Greg's needs. The day had been one of simmering desires. Her goal was to please her husband, to involve him in the fever that overtook her on the holiday with her brother. To somehow show him that her love for her brother was pure and a love different to the one that existed between husband and wife. Her absolute intent was to be open and forthright, hoping that Steve would be understanding. She was confident that he would. Their relationship had a certain freedom, understanding that each was still an individual, not a possession of the other. Sexually, they were adventurous and open. It was a spark that kept their marriage fresh. She was relying on their relationship passing the supreme test today.

Greg's cock enjoyed the same loving attention as Steve's. Her mouth opened widely, Cathy took Greg's cock up to his balls. She licked and sucked forcefully. Her tongue lashed his swollen dick and she nibbled it gently.

Steve had slipped off the edge of the pool and was fingering Cathy's steaming hot cunt with one hand while firmly massaging her breasts with the other.

Cathy felt a deep orgasm building deep in her pussy. Her breath was shortening and she had to stop sucking Greg's cock.

Steve pulled himself out of the water and took Cathy's hand and led her to the ladder where she climbed out of the pool. He took her to one of the sunlounges and laid her on her back and parted her legs. Steve lowered his head to her steaming cunt. He parted her lips with his fingers and licked her swollen labia, his tongue tracing their length and finishing at her enflamed clitoris. He gave her love button his undivided attention as his tongue flicked across it, then took it entirely in his mouth, sucking forcefully. Cathy squirmed under his touch. Her back arched as her climax built.

"Fuck me Steve, stick your cock up me now," Cathy demanded.

All the while, Greg stood in the water only inches away intently watching the action, his dick rock hard.

Cathy parted her cunt with her hands and Steve edged his cock into her pussy. She was hot and moist and his raging prick slipped easily into her. She gripped him with every muscle in her vagina as he pumped powerfully into her. Back and forth he prodded, drawing out to his full length before plunging back in again.

"Oh Steve darling, yes yes," Cathy moaned in ecstasy.

"Baby, I'm cumming," Steve replied with laboured breath.

His pumping reached a crescendo and with one last thrust, he unloaded a massive load of cum deep into her cunt. His cock throbbed as load after load exploded into her. Cathy held his shoulder as he began to slow and thrust more calmly, savouring the tightness of Cathy's love hole around his softening cock.

Steve rolled off her onto the ground beside the sunlounge.

"Greg, fuck your sister!" he demanded.

"Yes Greg, fuck me," Cathy cried, as if to assure her husband that she was totally on board with what was about to happen.

Greg jumped from the pool; his cock poised. No time for foreplay, Cathy wanted that dick in her, now. Greg slid into her easily, her pussy primed by Steve's expert fucking. She was no less moist and hot, in fact her juices were flowing freely and squelching with every stroke that Greg made.

Steve knelt beside her, stroking her luscious breasts, pinching her nipples.

Cathy was in seventh heaven. Never had she experienced such passion, never had experienced a joy, so hard to explain, built of the loving attention of the two men that meant so much to her. Strangely, she felt a kind of guilt for being able to relish the experience of two men pleasuring her. How could a woman love two men so much and have them both offer the ultimate gratification. It seemed more than she deserved.

Greg knew that he was close to cumming. He slowed his thrusting but continued to plunge deeply.

He sensed that Cathy was on the verge of cumming to.

"Yes, yes yes," he murmured into her ear, as like Steve, he erupted with a shuddering force, his cock unleashing torrent after torrent of cum. Cathy's cunt positively was overflowing with man juice, mixed with her own glorious nectar.

Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through Cathy's body as she bucked wildly, giving herself over to the massive orgasm that enveloped her. Her chest heaved, muscles in her neck contracted, beads of sweat formed on her brow. She collapsed onto the sunlounge, her arms hanging limply to the sides.

The sounds of three humans breathing heavily filled the air,

Steve took Cathy's hand, he squeezed it tightly, then he moved to her, kissing her passionately on the lips; forcing her mouth open their tongues lashed each other's. Time stood still as he embraced her.

"Cathy, I love you so much, but I never knew that a man could love a sister like Greg loves you." Steve was finally able to say.

'Baby, you know how much I love you, with all my heart, and yes I love Greg too, but it is different. I hope that you can understand that we faltered when we were away. We gave into that love that you spoke of. I'm so sorry baby, it should never have happened, but what you saw today, what you asked Greg to do, is beautiful. Can't a woman love two men, but differently?"

Cathy was in tears.

Steve went to her and held her tightly.

"My head is spinning Cathy," I felt something today, that I never thought was possible. I saw the possibility of you experiencing something that I could not give you, a deep connection with your brother. I never for a minute thought that the both of you would engage in such an intimate act. I would have thought it was so wrong. But it wasn't, it was pure, it was natural. I wanted it to happen. I can see how you gave in. I think I'm OK with it. It's strange, I'm not angry or hurt." Steve had opened his heart and the words had flowed.

Greg went to the table and sat as Steve and Cathy held each other silently.

Eventually, they joined him.

"I'm getting a beer Greg, want one?" Steve asked.

Cathy smiled at her brother, a sense of relief flowing over her. They had made a mistake. Things could have worked out differently, but Steve was a special man. He was capable of deep thought and did not react without due consideration. Today, all seemed good in the world and Cathy felt blessed, she was still surrounded by the two most important people in her life.