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Katherine was slightly sore from her extensive fucking, but nevertheless she still found the energy to help Amy shave her pussy. It had just been shaved the day before yesterday, but Katherine noted, "You can never be too careful about these things." In fact, they were now shaving each other's pussies every day almost without fail.
Katherine was feeling highly sexed lately. Since, for the time being, she could only be with Alan a couple of times a week (at their S-Club meetings), she consoled herself by mutually getting off with Amy.
They stopped by Alan's room and asked if he wanted to join in, but he declined.
Katherine standing nude with Amy checking Kat's pussy with her arm around her
Even though the two girls had never discussed it, they were both aware that their 'checking for bumps' was just a pretense, so Katherine didn't have to restrain herself. Amy was game for whatever Katherine wanted to do sexually, to the point that they were both having fun coming up with excuses to innocently 'explain' why they were doing something so sexual.
For instance, Katherine had a further chance to note Amy's "fluid leakage problem." As Katherine later told Alan, she'd discovered that twisting Amy's nipples added to Amy's leakage dilemma, especially when she fingered Amy's G-spot at the same time. Their only real problem was that they had to be careful that they didn't make too much noise.
Susan assumed the two girls were spending their time in the bathroom doing "girl stuff" with makeup and what not, so with the doors locked they didn't have to worry about being found out. But since their cries of ecstasy could give the game away, they were careful to climax very quietly.
After Amy left, Katherine knocked on Alan's door, then simply went in.
He was in the middle of reading a textbook, but he put it down.
Eschewing preliminary small talk, she said, "So, I noticed you didn't want to help out with Aims tonight."
"Nah." He stared off into space, looking thoughtful.
"Wanna talk about it?" She sat on the edge of his bed.
He sighed. "I dunno. ... I don't want to sound ungrateful or anything. I'm living a dream. But even in a dream, sometimes a guy needs a rest."
She smiled reassuringly. "I understand. That's why I came in here fully clothed. You were pretty pooped at the end of the Service Alan Club, and your expression since then hasn't really changed."
He grimaced. "Do you really have to call it that?"
"Yes!" she giggled.
He rolled his eyes.
She asked, "But is that all it is? With Amy, I mean?"
He pondered that before replying, "I guess... I guess I'm a young guy, and I'm pretty much controlled by my libido. When I have a chance to play with Aims, I can't turn her down. But during the times I don't have a hard-on-"
She interrupted him with a mock gasp. "Does that really happen? I've heard rumors about that happening once or twice, back in the Early Renaissance perhaps, but I have yet to see it with my own eyes."
He made a face at her and lifted his textbook, pretending he wanted to hit her with it. "Very funny."
"Sorry. You were saying?"
He continued, "When I'm not aroused, I kind of wonder if what we're doing with Aims is right. I mean, it's fun, but isn't there kind of a mean tinge to it? And she's practically been a sister to us since forever. I haven't been as close to her in recent years as we used to be, but she's still a really good friend. It doesn't seem right to trick her."
Katherine said, "I've thought a lot about that, but I think you're wrong. Look at Mom. There's all kinds of deception going on there. Aunt Suzy's deceiving her, she's deceiving herself, and we're deceiving her too. For instance, we're not telling her that we're fucking. But look how HAPPY she is! Yeah, she has these times when she kind of backslides and feels bad. I take it she's in one of those moods tonight, since she's been hanging out by herself in her room. But overall, she's like a new person! And most of the time she's so jubilant that just being around her makes me totally psyched too. Isn't it all worth it? Over time, her lingering issues will fade away, and then this house'll REALLY rock!"
"Yeah, I can see that. That's why sometimes I look into my soul for the guilt, but I don't find any. I kinda wonder why not, but I think it's because it all feels so right. Like what you and I are doing. It just feels so good and right! It deepens our love for each other. I could never imagine going back!"
She reached out for his hand and squeezed it. "Same here. I love you, big time, Big Brother. But getting back to Amy, it's the same thing. Yeah, maybe it started out like we were taking advantage of her, but things are changing already. You should join our next session and see. She and I are having sexy fun, and we don't need any pretense anymore. We joke about the whole 'checking for bumps' thing. And in time it'll only get better. Haven't you seen how she and I kiss and stuff? She knows it's totally sexual, and she loves it!"
He squeezed her hand. "I'm glad to hear that. But I still feel a bit uneasy. Maybe I'm getting so supersaturated with all this sex every day that my conscience is starting to reassert itself a little bit."
She pretended horror. "Oh no! We can't have that!" She snatched his textbook from him and held it like a flyswatter. "Where's that pesky conscience thing? I'm gonna tan its hide and teach it its place!" She waved the book around menacingly.
He reached out and gave her a hug. "Thanks for the talk. I feel better. And thanks for giving me some space. I really needed it."
She winked at him. "But of course! That's what us number-one-fuck-toy sisters do!" Deliberately sounding like a hawker in a commercial, she joked, "Not only are we number one in sales, we're number one in customer satisfaction! Plus, we're recommended by four out of five dentists for their patients who chew gum."
They both had a good laugh while he ruffled her hair endearingly. "Sis, you're the greatest."
They kissed for a little while, but it was a loving and bonding kiss, not a horny one.
After the kiss, he said, "Sis, you know I love you, and I'm psyched that you love me so much too, but I don't know if this whole 'fuck toy' thing is healthy. And I'm not talking about for you, 'cos you'll argue that until the room runs out of air. I'm talking about for me. I mean, the way you and Kim were fawning over me today... Sure, I loved it. But I can feel it going to my head already. That's gonna turn me into a real asshole before long."
Katherine asked with worry, "What do you want me to do?"
"Just cut back on the fawning, okay? I love that you want to be my fuck toy, but also that you're an uppity fuck toy. I guess what I'm saying is, be more uppity. Be more demanding. You know what I mean?"
She smiled; she could live with that. "I do. And I'm gonna start by calling myself your number one fuck toy even MORE!"
He protested "But Sis!"
"Hey, you said be more uppity. I'm doing what I want, and that's what I want."
He shook his head in frustration.
She smiled. "Don't worry. I'm just yanking your chain. I know what you mean, and I'm gonna help. Less fawning. Keep it real."
His face brightened. "Exactly! 'Keep it real.' I like the sound of that. I mean, let's have wild, crazy monkey sex all the time. Most definitely! But we can do that and keep it real too. You don't have to call it a 'Service Alan Club' and treat me like I'm some kind of demigod or something. I feel like that's creating bad karma. Hubris and all that. I'm just your same ol' brother after all, right?"
"Right."
She said that to placate him, but she didn't really mean it. She realized that she'd have to be careful not to make the fawning too overt, but she knew she'd never been happier than when she was serving him sexually, and she wasn't about to stop. Unlike Susan, she knew what she wanted and she didn't have any moral qualms or second thoughts about it.