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"Michael, promise me."

"Ok, baby. I promise."

She smiled and leaned in closer, kissing his lips.

"You are an amazing man." she said and kissed him again. "I know Viktoria is not your favorite person but I'm relying on you to help me take care of her. I know you will."

He kissed her again. "I will."

"I love you." Kayla whispered and kissed him again.

"I love you." he said, placing a hand on her bare thigh.

Kayla grinned and kissed him again, parting her lips, allowing him to slide his tongue into her mouth. She grabbed his cock, which was already hard, through his pants and Michael moaned. She began kissing his cheeks and neck and pulled his t-shirt aside to kiss him farther down. Michael removed his shirt allowing her better access and she wasted no time. Kayla worked her way down his chest, kissing and licking his skin, tickling the young man who wriggled under the onslaught of oral stimulation. She giggled, working her way down to his stomach where she kissed along the trail of dark hair leading into his pants, which she unbuttoned before sliding the zipper down. Her hand was inside his boxers freeing his hard member quickly before kissing the head tenderly. Michael groaned again as she wrapped her lips around the head and began working it in and out of her mouth while licking it.

She sucked his cock for a couple of minutes before beginning to kiss him back up his stomach to his chest. Michael pulled his girlfriend up to kiss her lips again and she straddled him, leaning over him, her long blonde hair tickling his face. He reached a hand down between her thighs and rubbed at her panties causing her to moan and rock her hips against his hand. He attempted to slide her panties aside and Kayla stood, slid them off as Michael pulled his pants down, still laying on his back. She climbed back on raising her dress, as Michael put on a condom. She guided him into her as she lowered herself down. It was a first for them to have her on top but soon she was eagerly rocking her hips, grinding her boyfriend's cock into her pussy and in no time she was cumming, her whole body shuddering as she breathed raggedly and nearly collapsed onto him. He wrapped his arms around her, thrusting to extend her orgasm before she lay atop him catching her breath.

When she had recovered, they kissed and she began rocking again, but Michael pushed her over which she went with, allowing him to position her on her stomach as he got behind her. Again, it was a position they had never tried together, and Kayla anxiously awaiting what came next. Michael pushed her dress up exposing her round ass. Before pushing himself into her he leaned over and kissed both butt cheeks, licking, biting playfully and sucking hard, attempting to put a mark on her pale skin. Kayla squealed with laughter at this as it tickled and was completely new to her. Michael, laughing as well, kissed up her back, lifting her dress as far as it would go with her laying on the front and then moved up to kiss her neck as he pressed his cock into her again. She moaned as he penetrated her again and began pumping. She lifted her hips instinctively which allowed him better penetration and he hit depths previously unknown to either. Michael thrust, pushing deep and holding his cock as deep as he could before pulling back. The intense pressure inside was pushing Kayla closer to another orgasm as he pushed in slowly, over and over. He hadn't been on top of her more than two minutes when Kayla began to cum again, which drove Michael over the edge as well. He thrust in and out in short rapid thrusts, intensifying Kayla's orgasm and maximizing his own. As his mind whirled with the pleasure coursing through his body he had a flashback of the night in her room at the sorority house, not of her, but of Viktoria. He came hard looking down at Kayla's backside, his hips pressed against her pale round ass, and for a moment imagined it was Viktoria he was fucking. The orgasm was unbelievable, Michael grunted and thrust harder than he had ever done which pushed Kayla to have a third, unexpected orgasm in which the young woman squirted for the very first time in her life. It was an intense experience for both.

"I'm so sorry." Kayla said as the lay together, both having moved away from the wet spot she had made.

Michael laughed. "It's ok. I'm not mad."

"Don't laugh, I peed on your bed."

"I don't think that's pee." he said, before adding. "I've heard of girls doing that when they cum. If it's especially good."

"Has a girl ever done that with you?" she asked with a hint of jealousy in her voice.

"No." he said, leaving it there.

She turned and kissed his lips. "Well, it was especially good. I loved doing it that way."

She lay her head on his shoulder cuddling closer. After a minute she spoke again. "Melanee is a fool, you know?"

The statement surprised Michael who had been honest with Kayla about his past relationship. "Why do you say that?"

"Because I would never let you go off alone like she did, putting things on hold. I would have changed everything in my life to go with you."

Michael smiled and pulled his girlfriend closer, kissing the top of her head. He thought about everything that had happened since meeting her and how his life felt right. Then he thought again about Viktoria and his stomach flipped. He wasn't sure how that was all going to play out, but something had to get resolved because he was now imagining her during sex with Kayla; a thought that he had yet to reconcile or even fully understand in his own mind.

*

Michael reached out to Viktoria again that evening and a few times the next morning. However, like she had since the party, she ignored his texts and refused to answer his calls. Finally, he told her that he was leaving around 2:00 PM and would pick her up so they could ride together. He pleaded with her to let him drive her, but when he showed up he found Kayla throwing her things into her car and Vik was gone. After a quick kiss, she urged him to get going and find his sister.

Four hours later, he was pulling into the family driveway and Viktoria's car was not there. Despite her lead foot, he had somehow managed to beat her home and was a little concerned. He climbed out, grabbed his bag, along with a duffel bag of dirty clothes and headed inside where he found the house empty. After tossing the dirty clothes in the laundry room, Michael made his way up to his room. It was strange being in his old room again. Even though it has been barely twelve weeks since he'd been home, he felt like a lot had changed since then. The sound of the front door slamming alerted him that someone else was home.

"Hello?" he called from the upstairs hallway.

Light footsteps ascending the stairs stopped. Silence fell over the house again.

"Vik." he thought.

Slowly, the footsteps resumed and a second later he saw his sister's head appear on the stairs. She topped the staircase and made her way towards him and her room beyond. She was wearing a short, sleeveless dress and sandals with her hair down and her stylish sunglasses pushed up atop her head.

"Vik. Can we talk?"

She walked passed him.

"Viktoria."

"I don't have anything to talk about with you, Michael." she said as she slammed her door behind her.

Being ignored for weeks had made Michael mad. But seeing her, having her walk right by him and slam the door was too much. It pissed him off. Without thinking, Michael stormed down the hall and threw open his sister's door. She spun around, surprised that he had violated the sanctity of her private space. The look in her eyes was venomous.

"Vik, we need to talk about what happened!" he said, demanding to be heard. "Kayla is worried about you. She thinks you were assaulted and she thinks you are contemplating suicide. Hell, Vik, I'm worried about you. I'm used to you ignoring me and being a jerk to me, but this is important. You have to know that I didn't plan what happened. I didn't want what happened."

"I know you didn't want it. Why would I think that? Huh?" she hissed. "Why would I think that you planned to fuck your own sister? Put on some disguise, trick her into a dark room and fuck her? And cum inside of her?!? Seriously, Michael! How fucked up would it be if you meant to do all of that?"

Michael had a flashback to the night it happened. He remembered her pushing back on him, the feel of his cock inside her.

"But you know what, Mikey? It happened! And now I have to live with it. I have to live, knowing my little brother fucked me and came inside me like I was some cheap fucking whore!"

Michael began to feel bad for getting mad. He had known it had to be hard for her but he hadn't really thought how revolting the idea was until she put it so bluntly.

"Vik, I'm sorry." he said, taking the emotion down a notch. "Look, we can get past this. Put it behind us and forget it."

"Forget it?" she screamed. "How the fuck can I forget it, Michael? I think about it every morning when I wake up. All day, every day. I think about you every night when I close my eyes! How the fuck can I just forget it?"

"You have to or it's going to drive you crazy, Vik!" he yelled, feeling his anger growing again.

"Fuck you!" she screamed, stepping forward and slapping him hard across the face.

"You bitch!"

Without thinking, Michael shoved his older sister with all his strength, sending her flying backwards. Her feet nearly left the ground as she flew back, legs pedaling, and landed hard on her bed, where she bounced. Michael saw red and his vision narrowed to a pinprick around her.

She started laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" he yelled, enraged.

"You!" Viktoria cackled. "You're such a fucking loser, Michael! Have to resort to violence against your smaller sister. Tell me, what will Kayla say when I tell her how you hit me?"

Michael's face was burning from the slap and now rage from her joy at having something to hold over him. It only took three strides to cover the distance to her. His knee pressed into the bed between her thighs and his left hand was wrapped around her throat with his right drawn back ready to punch her in the face. The look of fear on her face was the only thing that stopped him.

Viktoria felt a flood of emotions seeing her brother dart at her. His hand went to her throat so quickly and seeing his drawn fist, she thought he was truly about to punch her. She braced for the impending lightning bolt of pain in her face. Her heart was pounding as he pushed her neck into the mattress. Breathing was difficult but she recognized that he was momentarily caught in a conundrum so she took her opportunity and began grappling with her left hand to secure his right before he could bring it down on her. Michael truly had the upper hand and deftly moved his arm denying Viktoria the luxury of securing it.

Without thinking Viktoria's right hand flew up and slapped him across the face again, it was the only offense she had available to her, and she was rewarded with a quick squeeze and jerk of his hand around her throat. The move jolted her, making her wince, and when she opened her eyes Michael's face was nose to nose with hers.

"Don't you ever fucking slap me again." he hissed.

Her heart was thudding. The whole situation was so intense and overwhelming. Viktoria had never felt such raw and real emotions before.

"And what are you going to do about it? Huh? Fuck me again?"

Viktoria raised her left hand, slamming it into his crotch and squeezed. What she felt surprised her though. Michael's cock was hard and he groaned as she she gripped it, releasing the pressure in his left hand.

"I think you want to fuck me again, Michael." she said with a laugh.

"That's sick!" he exclaimed, but his dick throbbed at the thought.

"Your dick says otherwise." she countered. "I think you're sick enough to want it again. You want to fuck your own sister...again."

"Well what if I did? Huh? What would you do about, you bitch?"

"I'd say you are a sick fuck!" she hissed, sounding almost seductive and gripped his cock firmly for emphasis.

"Well maybe I should!" he said and gripped her throat tighter. "Teach you a lesson."

Viktoria closed her eyes and moaned softly.

"Maybe you should." she whispered as best she could with her air nearly cut off. "Maybe I need to be taught a lesson." She opened her eyes and looked into his.

He released her neck, completely blown away by her statement and the look in her eyes. Then she surprised him more by pulling his face closer and kissing his lips.

"Fuck me, you sick fuck!" she hissed and tugged his cock.

Without putting any further thought into it, Michael straightened up and unbuckled his pants, pushed them down with his underwear releasing his hard cock. Viktoria looked down at it and smiled.

"You are one sick fucker!" she said but he didn't detect any real malice in her words.

She was playing a game that he didn't yet fully understand. He stepped out of his pants, lifted the skirt of her dress and was a little shocked to see she wasn't wearing panties, her bald pussy completely exposed between her spread legs.

"No underwear? God, you're such a slut, Vik." he said leaning over her. "I know better than to fuck loose sluts like you."

She slapped him again, softer this time than the previous two and he put his right hand out and gripped her collar, not wanting to grip her throat again and pressed his face into hers.

"I'm fucking tired of you slapping me, Vik."

"Then teach me a lesson, Michael." she said and bit his bottom lip.

He slid up pressing the head of his cock into to her crotch.

"Mhmmmmm.." she moaned, lifting her hips to meet him.

He pushed further and felt the head slide inside her warm, wet opening. She lifted her legs, wrapped them around his hips and urged him forward with her heels on his ass. Michael thrust, pushing his cock into his sister's pussy. Both groaned in unison.

"You're a sick fucker!" Viktoria said hoarsely.

Michael pulled back and slammed his cock into her again hard.

"Oh fuck!" she screamed.

He slammed in again, pulling out and thrusting hard. Michael continued to pull back and slam his cock hard into his sister's slutty cunt. As he fucked, Vik reached up and grabbed his right hand, pulling it to her throat. Getting the idea, Michael gripped her throat and continued to fuck her as she writhed under him. Within seconds Vik was gripping his wrist with both hands and shuddering, an orgasm wracking her whole body. Her face was contorted in a mask of distress and unimaginable pleasure, turning red and purple. Michael released his grip and the color came back rather quickly. She opened her eyes looked at him and pulled his face to hers, kissing him deeply, sliding her tongue into his mouth. He continued to thrust, slower now and a few seconds later Vik came again, another whole body shudder, then she went limp, breathing hard. Michael slowed his thrusts, sliding in and out just a few strokes per minute.

After a couple of minutes her eyes opened and she grinned.

"Sorry." she said with a chuckle. It was one of the few times he'd ever seen a tender side of his sister and he, for the first time, saw the actual beauty she was.

Viktoria's face and neck were flushed with color and her blue eyes sparkled in the afternoon light through her window. Her blonde hair was now disheveled from the tussling and she looked absolutely gorgeous to Michael. She gripped his shoulders and pushed him off of her. He rolled over with her urging and she pressed him to the bed as she rolled over herself up on top of him. Vik reached down between her legs, grabbed her brother's cock and guided it into her as she lowered herself down. Her eyes closed and she inhaled deeply her mouth opening wide before smiling.

"Mhmmm." she moaned and began rocking her hips.

Then, still rocking her hips, she sat straight up and pulled her dress off over her head. Michael put his hands on Viktoria's hips looking up at her, rocking on his cock in only her bra. She smiled down at him, leaned over and placed her hand on his shoulders letting her long blonde hair drape over his face. He was reminded of Kayla doing this very move just the evening before, only Vik's movements were so much more practiced and fluid. Michael reached behind her and unclasped her bra. She let it slide down and pulled her arms out of it before tossing it to the floor.

He looked up to her tits and marveled at the perfect, perky orbs with their small, slightly darker nipples, erect and pointing out. For a moment, Michael compared them to Kayla's and felt guilt and disgust with himself, but just under the surface of that was a feeling he couldn't articulate. It was an arousal of the thought of cheating on his girlfriend with the one person nobody would ever expect. Michael raised his head and began to suckle one of Viktoria's nipples as she continued to thrust her hips along his cock. He wrapped his arms around her bare torso, holding his face to her tits. The motion was perfect and he was approaching his own orgasm quickly. He pulled her closer, pressing his face into his sister's soft tits.

"Oohhhh, fuckkkkk..." Michael moaned as he neared climax.

Vik rocked her hips faster with such skill, pleasuring Michael's cock like he could have never dreamed possible. The feel of her flesh on his, her cunt gripping and sliding along his cock, the smell of her skin, the feeling of her hair, her own grunts of lust. And he was cumming. The world went black for him and Viktoria continued to thrust, milking his orgasm to its ultimate potential. Michael rode the waves of pleasure coursing through him as his balls contracted and pumped their potent seed into his sister's womb. Although it only lasted fifteen or twenty seconds, as Michael came down from this orgasm, he had a hard time remembering anything in his life before it, much less any previous orgasm. Vik rolled off of him and lay beside her brother, both panting and catching their breath.

Several minutes passed before either spoke.

"What was that?" Michael finally asked.

"I don't know. But it was intense."

He laughed. "Yeah, I'd say so. But I don't understand. How did a fight turn into that?"

She turned on her side and faced him, her left hand under her head to prop it up, unselfconsciously naked beside him.

"What happened on Halloween...."

"Vik, I never meant..." he started.

"Shut up. I'm talking." she said, putting a slender finger to his lips, tenderly. "What happened on Halloween was...life altering for me."

Michael stared at her, unsure what to say or if he should just remain silent.

"I mean...at first, I was horrified. You know? I had sex with my brother. My brother came inside me." she paused a moment before continuing. "Michael, standing out in the great room, I felt your cum coming out of me. I really thought I was going to vomit." she explained in details that Michael had not considered. "And then when I left with Cameron we went to another party and I got so wasted. And when I was drunk, I went down on him, hoping to...I don't know...forget what had happened. But what I found was it was boring. He was boring. Our accident had been better than any sex before. Ever. At first the mysterious encounter was fun and I felt daring and adventurous. And then when I found out it was you, I was grossed out. Sorry."

"Nah. I get it." he said.

"But then, the more I thought about it later, the more dirty it felt and...it hadn't killed me. It was...is the ultimate no no; having sex with your own brother. But I could not stop thinking about it. Thinking about you. Fucking you again."

"Am I that good?" he asked, trying to be funny.

"No."

"Well, damn."

"But it's not about that. Sex is sex. Now, I like it rough, and I see now you can do that, but it was more about how it made me feel.""How do you feel?"

She smiled and rolled to her back.

"Fucking amazing." she said, sort of dreamily.

"Why?"

"Because I shouldn't. Because we shouldn't. And then when you were choking me. Holy fuck! Michael, I almost came before it even turned sexual."

"So, we are good?"

She laughed. "Yeah. Fuck, I'd say we are good. Hell, better than good."

"Are you good, Mikey?"

He smile. "Yeah. Can I tell you something? You can't tell anyone though."

"Oooh. Yes. I love secrets." she said, her eyes widening.

"Well, you better keep all of this a secret. I'm sure none of this would be taken kindly." he said chuckling.

"No shit!" Viktoria said with a smile. "Now, what were you going to tell me?"

"I thought about you one night...with Kayla."

She stared at him not believing her ears.

"You actually thought about me while having sex with her?"

"Yeah. I know that's sick."

"Yeah. It is."

He elbowed her, intending to hit a rib but instead caught her in the boob.

"Ow! Fucker!" she said slapping his chest.

He laughed. Just then they heard their mother's voice call from downstairs.

"Viktoria? Michael?"

"Oh shit!" the siblings said in perfect synchrony.

They dressed quickly and were heading down the upstairs hallway as their mother topped the stairs, both thankful she had called out before just showing up upstairs.

"Mom!" they said together.

*

"So what happened when you confronted her?"

Michael had told Kayla about being stern with Viktoria, and how she had admitted to him about being overwhelmed with school and not wanting anyone at the school, much less the sorority to know exactly how hard of a time she was having. This was the story the siblings had concocted for Kayla's benefit. He still felt bad for lying to her, but the truth was definitely not going to help him here.

"She denied everything at first. But eventually she broke down." Michael told his girlfriend over the phone. "Now, Kayla, you HAVE to promise me you won't tell her I said anything. If she knows I told you, she'll give me hell and never trust me again."

"Baby, you know I'd never tell. I'm just so glad you got to the bottom of it. I hope this is something that will bring you two closer. She's my best friend and you're my boyfriend. Having you two hating each other is not something I want."

"Well, I think we have an understanding. Things will be better with us now, I believe."

*

Viktoria knocked on Michael's door later that evening.

"Come in."

She stuck her head in. "Everything ok?"

"Yeah."

"She believe it?"

"Yep. She's glad we are on better terms now, too."

"Good" Vik said, smiling and closing the door behind her.

He eyed her as she walked over to where he lay on his bed and sat down beside him. She was wearing a pair of shorts and a tank top and her hair was still damp from the shower. She was braless he noted, seeing her nipples through the thin fabric.

"You ok?" he asked.

"Yeah. Can I tell you something?"

"Sure."

She grinned deviously. "I want to suck your cock again."

"Whoa." he chuckled.

"That bad?" she asked, seeming more like an insecure schoolgirl than the naughty vixen he knew her to be.

"No. Not at all." he said with a laugh.

"I haven't been able to stop thinking about doing that." she said putting her hand on his crotch over his basketball shorts. "I thought about it many times since Halloween. Sucking our combined juices off of it was just so dirty."

She smiled, her eyes glazing over as if thinking of something.

"What?" Michael asked.

She looked up at him and bit her lip before continuing. "I fingered myself a lot imagining that."

"Did you?" he asked and his cock throbbed under her hand.

"Yes." she said smirking. "Now, are you going to let me do it?"

He held his hands up in a gesture indicating he was not going to interfere.

"And I don't want you to do anything. Just lay back and let me do it."

Michael raised his eyebrows. She smiled and pulled at the waistband of his shorts. He lifted his hips allowing her to remove his shorts and boxers and she began stroking him.

"Mhmmm."

Viktoria pushed her hair back over her shoulder, leaned over and licked the head of his cock.

"Damnnnn." he muttered.

She laughed and flicked her tongue around the sensitive area just under the base of the head and Michael let out another inarticulate groan. Smiling, Viktoria began flicking her tongue up and down her brother's cock from the head all the way down to his sack where she tenderly kissed the large orbs within before lifting them and licking the underside. The sensation was amazing, both tickling and erotic, causing Michael to moan and close his eyes. Viktoria was ultra talented with her mouth and he was counting his blessings to have her working her magic on him right then.

She worked her way back up, briefly sucking first one, then the other ball into her mouth, letting each pop out as she sucked gently and pulled her head back. Pursing her lips, Viktoria rubbed Michael's cock across her face, letting the head and shaft glide across her soft, smooth skin, even pressing the head into the orbits of her eyes. He looked down, watching as his sister played with his cock, teasing and stimulating the sensitive organ. Much like her, he found it extremely arousing to be committing such taboo.

She looked up and they locked eyes, both pausing for a moment before she opened her mouth and took her brother's cock in and slid her warm lips down around his shaft, sliding her tongue down along it.

"Oh, fuuuuck, Vik." Michael moaned, their eyes never breaking contact.

Then she lifted her head and sucked his cock back in deeper before pulling back again. Viktoria began bobbing her head up and down, turning it and twisting on Michael's cock, sliding her tongue all around it, stroking with her hand as she did. He closed his eyes and enjoyed his sister's talented mouth as it worked him closer and closer. Forgotten was Melanee's awkward blowjobs, as were Kayla's solitary, clumsy attempt. Viktoria was a pro and the knowledge that she was his sister was driving him closer and closer by the second.

He was on the edge, about to cum when his phone chirped from the bed beside him. Without picking it up, Michael glanced down and read the incoming text message on the lock screen before the backlight went off.

Kayla: I'm so glad you and Vik have come together. I love you <3< p>

Viktoria was amping up her pace and Michael was cumming, his cock throbbing and pumping out spurt after spurt of hot cum into his sister's eager mouth. She sucked hard, practically sucking the cum out of him, swallowing every thick rope he could ejaculate into her face. He was done, his cock aching and almost painfully hard yet Vik continued sucking, her lips almost driving him mad on the his ultra sensitive post orgasm cock head. She sucked for perhaps twenty seconds longer than was comfortable but finally let his thick head pop from her mouth with an audible plop sound.

Michael exhaled a loud grunt. Viktoria giggled, wiping her mouth which had a little of her brother's cum in the corner.

"Was that good?" she asked, licking her lips.

He didn't say anything for nearly a minute, simply sat catching his breath and trying to comprehend that he'd just had his first full blowjob with the girl swallowing his load, and it was from his older sister.

"Oh fuck, Vik. It was amazing."

She smiled up at him, his cock just inches from her face.

"Good." she said and kissed his dick before standing up. "I'm going to bed. Don't you dare sneak in and fuck me in my sleep."

He smiled, watching her bounce to the door where she opened it and stepped into the hallway. Before closing the door she looked back in, winked at him and she was gone, leaving him alone, half naked and mind racing with disbelief of what his life had suddenly become. After a minute, he picked up his phone, unlocked it and opened his messages app, feeling extremely guilty as he read his girlfriend's message. Sighing deeply, Michael tapped the text area at the bottom, opening the keyboard and began typing.

Michael: love you too. Talk?

He immediately saw the indicator that she was typing.

Kayla: gimme a minute I'll call you

He looked at the message, nervous Kayla would sense something wrong in his voice when they spoke. Maybe he should have played it off like he was asleep and didn't see the message until the morning. Maybe he'd be less likely to give anything away then. Less than two minutes later his phone began to vibrate and a photo of Kayla, her face lit in the late afternoon sun standing in front of the small lake at Milner Park, just a few blocks from campus. He swiped the slider.

"Hey babe."

"Hey!" Kayla said excitedly. "Everything still going good? Vik hasn't blown up again, has she?"

"No. She's good. We're good. Although, I haven't really talked to her since this afternoon."

"You haven't seen her?"

"No. I mean, yes. She poked her head in my room a little while ago. Said she was going to bed."

"Oh wow. That's not like her at all."

"No, it's not."

"Well, I hope and pray she's really ok and you two continue getting along."

"Me too. Hey, what are you doin?"

She giggled. "Guess."

Michael listened, trying to pick up any background noise that would give him a clue. It sounded echoey but nothing gave away anything.

"I give up."

"Taking a bath." she said giggling again.

"Ooohhhhh." Michael said sultrily.

"Yeah." she said, then added in a whisper, "I'm naked."

Michael smiled, imagining her naked body sitting in the tub of water. Despite his recent ejaculation, Michael's cock sprang to life at the thought.

"Wish I could see that."

"Me too. You think we might find some alone time when I get there this weekend?"

"I hope so."

"Me too. I think your poor balls will need a good draining by then. We haven't not done it that long since we started doing it."

Michael thought about her words and felt more guilt rising up.

"And I want you to save me a big load because I want to try getting you off with my mouth."

"Oh?" Michael asked, a little distracted by his own thoughts.

"Yeah. You'll probably think I'm gross..." she said and paused. "But I want to swallow your cum."

Michael, of course did not think she was gross. He only hoped he had a huge load for her when the time came.

*

As with most days, Michael woke early the next morning. The sun was just starting to illuminate the curtains in his room and, again like most mornings, he had a raging boner. Morning wood, the cause of much frustration for most every young male. He gripped it firmly and pushed down, bending it towards his thigh enjoying the sensation the pressure caused. Michael thought about Kayla and wished she was beside him to help him with the little problem; then he remembered Viktoria. Her comment leaving his room the night before recurred to him and he smiled. Quietly, he climbed out of bed, left his room and softly walked down the hall to Vik's room where he pushed the door open and saw her sleeping, covered up, head to toe, under the sheets.

Feeling devilish, Michael closed the door behind him, twisted the lock and moved over to the bed. He pulled the sheet over, exposing his sister's legs from calf to thigh. His erection, which had subsided walking to her room, returned to life seeing the tanned, toned legs. He reached out and ran his fingers up her thigh into the crease formed between the globe of her butt cheek and leg. Vik shifted, rolling more to her stomach and Michael slid his fingers between her thighs and pushed them up to her crotch.

Viktoria roused from sleep feeling a hand slide up between her legs. The strange hand slid a finger into her slit and worked it up and down. She moaned in a sleepy voice and arched her back, lifting her ass up higher, giving her visitor better access to her intimate area.

Michael licked his lips and smiled as he pressed a finger into her slit and found her wet soft folds.

She felt the finger prodding for her entrance and shifted around, groaning more as the finger slid easily inside of her pussy.

After pulling out and pressing back in a few times, Michael's finger was well lubed with Vik's juices and he began fingering her harder.

"Mhmmmm." the girl in the sheets moaned as her pussy was fingered roughly by her unseen intruder.

Michael ran his left hand up her thigh and gripped her hip, continuing to finger fuck his sister as she lay covered, face down in her bed. After a few minutes of this her cunt was sloppy wet. She pushed back on his hand with each thrust. He pulled his finger out, slid his shorts off and climbed up on top of her prone form from behind.

Viktoria felt him climbing up on top of her and lifted her hips, giving him unfettered access to push his hard cock between her cheeks. He pressed the head into her wet slit causing her to groan again. Her assailant worked his cock head up and down, lubricating the tip before pressing into her opening. The head popped into her and she lifted into him allowing easier access. He pressed harder and shoved deep. The girl let out a guttural moan from under the sheet and he pulled out and shoved in hard again. She moaned again and he slammed in harder.

"Fuuuuuck." Viktoria moaned from under the covers.

Michael thought about the day before and began fucking the slut's pussy harder. Inspired by Vik putting his hand on her throat, he placed a hand on her head, pressing it into the mattress as he thrust his cock into her over and over, shaking the bed vigorously with each thrust. Viktoria felt his hand as he pressed her head down hard, essentially immobilizing her as he slammed his cock into her body relentlessly. Her heart raced as with excitement and the familiar feeling rose deep down in her belly. She came hard on the cock being shoved roughly into her, her body convulsing with pleasure. Michael heard the girl whimpering as her body shuddered but he did not slow his pace. His own desire took precedence and he could feel his own climax approaching. His cock tingled and ached with the impending orgasm and his balls contracted. Viktoria could feel the cock inside of her swelling larger and knew he was about to cum. She lifted her hips letting him use her body unimpeded. Michael felt the wet walls of her pussy grip his cock as he pushed deep, holding it in all the way to the hilt milking the moments of pleasure before cumming. A few more long slow strokes and Michael was emptying his cum into the pussy with fast jackhammer thrusts which pushed Vik over the edge again and she came on his cock for the second time since being woke for sex. Her mind whirled as she felt the hard cock inside her throbbing and pulsating, ejaculating his potent seed into her body.

Michael's vision returned as his orgasm ebbed and he looked down to see the pale ass below him, his cock still impaling the hole down in the cleavage of that ass. From the waist up, Viktoria's body was still covered and he had a flashback to the Halloween party and how fast it had happened and been over with. A thought occurred to him at that moment and he smiled, deciding to act on the idea. Michael withdrew his slowly wilting, cum covered member from his sister's cunt, and saw it gaping open and beginning to ooze out his thick white jizz, before climbing off the bed and picking up his shorts. Quickly, he put them back on, tucking his slimy cock into his underwear and casually made his way from the room, pulling the door to behind him as he saw in the closing crack Vik's bare ass, still exposed to the room, cum leaking from her used hole.

Viktoria heard the door click shut and rolled over, throwing the sheet off of her face. Her hair was a mess, going everywhere from the night's sleep, creases from the sheets lined her youthful face. She was alone in the room again, and she smiled to herself. Fuck, he's good at this. He'd snuck in, took what he wanted from her and left, seemingly unconcerned with any romance or chivalry. She felt used....and loved it. Her hand crept to her crotch and felt her brother's thick cum sliding out of her and scooped it up with her fingers before pushing it back inside of her sloppy hole and began to fuck herself with three fingers as her left hand began massaging her swollen clit with her middle and ring finger. For nearly half an hour Viktoria Kincaid pleasured herself, cumming five more times, getting off on the knowledge that she had just been used for her brother's pleasure and was finger fucking herself with his cum. Her last orgasm overtook her at the thought of her being his personal sex doll, existing solely for pleasuring his cock.

*

When Viktoria reached the bottom of the stairs, she saw her parents in her father's home office. The door was closed but she could see both, through the glass door, engaged in a conference call. Her mom glanced up and smiled warmly to her daughter and winked at her oldest child. Vik turned towards the kitchen, thinking that her mother wouldn't be so cheery if she knew what had happened upstairs in the past eighteen hours or so. She smiled devilishly as she made her way down the hallway feeling her crotch wet and squishy from incestuous sex. The kitchen smelled of coffee and Vik found half a pot still very hot in the insulated carafe. Out the back glass wall, she saw Michael sitting on the back patio talking to his phone.

She poured herself a cup of coffee and stepped outside onto the covered patio overlooking the large back yard and pool. The weather was unseasonably warm for late November and the sun felt good slanting in from the east. As she expected, Michael was talking to Kayla.

"....long week." Kayla's voice said from the tinny phone speaker. "I can't wait to see you again."

"I can't wait for you to get here." Michael replied. "Hey, Viktoria just walked out."

"Hey Viktoria!" Kayla said cheerfully.

"Hey girl. When are you getting here?"

"I'm leaving first thing Friday morning. Mom's family is coming into town Wednesday and she insists I stay and entertain through Thursday night. But she did say I could leave Friday morning to spend the weekend with you guys."

"Booo." Vik said. "We want you here now. All Michael can do is mope around without you. It's actually quite pathetic."

Kayla giggled from the other end of the phone. "It's good to hear your voice, girl."

"What?" Viktoria questioned. "Why?"

"You've just been so down lately and I've been so worried about. I'm so glad you're feeling better."

"Well, we owe that to your amazing boyfriend."

"He's quite a guy, isn't he?" Kayla said laughing.

"Yes he is."

There was muffled words from the other end of the phone and Kayla said, "Hey, I have to go. Mom wants me and Ashleigh to go the store. But I'm so glad you two are good now. I love you both."

"Love you too, babe." Michael said.

"Love you, girl." Viktoria responded.

"Ok. I'll call you later." Kayla said to Michael.

"Ok. Bye."

"Bye." she said before a kissing sound and the disconnect tone from the phone.

"Fucker." Viktoria said to her brother with mock anger.

"What?" he asked with a confused look on his face.

"Think you can just come in my room, use me like that and leave without a word? Prick."

Michael looked at her appearing to not understand what she was saying. "What are you talking about?"

She looked at him beginning to feel confused herself. "You came in my room and fucked me. Then left without saying a word. That ring a bell, Mikey?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." he said sincerely.

"Michael! Someone came into my..." she started and paused seeing the beginnings of a smirk on his lips.He laughed.

"Fucker!" she admonished and laughed herself.

"I thought you might enjoy that little element of it." he said.

She leaned back in her chair, pulled her bare feet to the edge of the seat, smiled and said, "I did." as she lifted the steaming cup to her lips and took a sip of coffee. "I liked it a few more times after you left."

Michael laughed. "Maybe I should have stuck around for the show."

Her expression of shock and embarrassment at this was priceless.

"As a matter of fact, I think you should put on a show for me. Let me watch you...ummm...take care of business yourself."

"I'm not doing that." she said flatly.

"I think you will." he said sternly.

She smiled and took another sip.

"Are you on the pill? Please god tell me you are." Michael said. "It occurred to me as I was sitting here earlier. I've just been cumming inside you like it's no big deal and you haven't said anything about it so I didn't think about it until now."

Vik shook her head seriously.

"No?" Michael said leaning forward. "What the fuck, Vik?"

"Sorry. I'm not." she said blowing her coffee, steam wafting off into the cool morning air.

"Then why didn't you stop me? Shit!"

She cracked a smile and his face dropped.

"What?" he asked.

"I'm not getting pregnant, dumbass."

He looked her questioningly. She held up her left arm and rubbed the inside of her bicep where he could see something under her skin.

"What's that?" he asked.

"Birth control implant. Good for about three years. We're not going to be having little mutant babies, weirdo."

The door slid open just then and their mom walked out with a cup of coffee.

"How did you two sleep?" she asked.

"Good."

"Great."

"I'm surprised you are both up so early." she said. "Well, not Michael but Viktoria, this is unlike you."

"What can I say? Michael's rubbed off on me."

Michael laughed at the innuendo.

Their mom smiled at her two children. "I'm glad to see you two getting along so well too. I guess college has brought you both closer."

"Yeah, we've come together a lot this year, mom." Michael said, causing Viktoria to snicker.

*

Midday Friday, Kayla pulled into the Kincaid driveway where the two siblings were waiting. Michael stepped up and hugged her and she planted a big kiss on his lips. The temperature had dropped over the past few days and Viktoria was bundled up in a hoodie, sweatpants and fuzzy house slippers. She seemed miffed, but Kayla hugged her anyway, holding her friend tightly for longer than Vik was really comfortable with.

"I'm so glad you two are good now." she said, "And I'm really glad you are better." she added to Vik.

"Well, Mikey, grab her shit and let's go inside, I'm cold." with this, Viktoria turned and walked towards the house.

"She ok?" Kayla asked as Michael grabbed her bag from the back seat and her roommate disappeared into the house.

"Yeah, she just woke up on the wrong side of the bed. She'll be fine."

The truth was, Viktoria was mad at Michael. With Kayla's impending arrival, he had declined his sister's requests for sex since the previous morning, wanting to allow his libido to increase for what he hoped would be an amazing evening with his girlfriend. For her part, Viktoria understood this, but over the last week, she had grown accustomed to having Michael to herself, and they had not wasted it. Not a day had gone by that the two had not had rough sex first thing, snuck off for a midday fuck or one had not snuck into the other's room for a late night blowjob. It was the most, and consistent, sex either had ever had. And both thought it was the best sex they'd ever had.

Michael carried Kayla's bag inside where she spoke to his parents, both of whom had met the girl previously with Viktoria. After this, he showed her to the guest suite, on the far end of the hall from his and Viktoria's rooms, over the garage.

"Where's your room?" Kayla asked with a devilish grin.

"Right down the hall." he said. "I'll show you."

After dropping her bag on the bed, and showing her her private bathroom, Michael led the way back to his room, opening the door and showing her in.

"And where's Vik's room?"

"Next door." he indicated with a wave of his arm.

"Let me go talk to her." she said raising up on her toes to kiss his lips. "I'll be back."

"Ok."

He smiled watching her leave, eyeing her ass in the tight jeans, and shortly heard their voices in the next room.

*

Early that evening, the trio ordered a couple of pizzas and hung out in the guest suite while movies played on the large flatscreen hung on the wall of the large room, to which nobody was paying any attention. Both girls were in loungewear; tank tops and pajama shorts. Both braless, which drove Michael insane through the course of the evening. Not staring at either girl was an exercise in futility, not to mention keeping an erection under control and disguised. Kayla, more modest by nature, wasn't the issue; however, Vik seemed to purposely bounce around on the bed in animated discussion, causing her firm, perky tits to bounce and sway, nipples rubbing against the fabric making them hard nearly constantly. This, in turn, had a similar effect on Michael, who sat beside Kayla, back against the headboard, with a prime viewing angle of his sister's rack in the thin nightshirt. Viktoria's mood was improved after she and Kayla hung out for about an hour that afternoon. Around midnight, she excused herself to go shower, leaving Kayla and Michael alone. On her way down the hall, she heard the door click slightly, filling her with mixed emotions knowing it was the lock being engaged.

"Didn't think she was ever going to leave." Michael said after returning to the king size bed where his girlfriend watched him eagerly.

"I'm just glad she's feeling better. You have no idea how worried I've been about her."

"She's fine. Same old Viktoria."

"No." Kayla said, matter of factly. "This is not the same old Viktoria. She's too happy. But not like in that fake way that scared me." She stopped a few seconds thinking. "Michael, it's like she is truly happy for the first time since I've known her."

"Well, she's never been nice to me so I'm certainly not the person to judge there."

She smiled at him and pulled him closer, kissing his lips.

"Well, I don't know what you said or did, but it worked, mister. Don't take it back, whatever you do."

"I won't." he said and kissed her again.

They lay back on the bed as the soft glow of the muted television illuminated the room, kissing each other's lips and faces. Michael couldn't help but let his hands wander up Kayla's thighs and hips, caressing over her stomach and eventually tracing his fingertips over her breasts, circling her nipples playfully. She giggled and touched his cheek softly, smiling at her handsome boyfriend, his stubble rough on the pads of her fingers.

"How did I get so lucky?" she asked.

"I'm the lucky one." he said and kissed her again.

Kayla put her hands on his cheeks and kissed him with earnest and Michael pulled her close, sliding a hand down to her waist where the fingers slid under the elastic waistband of her shorts and underwear, over her trimmed nest of curls and into her cleft where he paused as his middle finger found her sensitive nodule and began circling.

"Mhmmm." she moaned into his mouth, expelling breath as she broke the kiss. "Ooohhhhhh."

With his other hand, Michael lifted his girlfriend's shirt, exposing her perky breasts, each capped with a soft, pink, puffy nipple. His finger slipped deeper into her slit and found her entrance within, easing inside. Again Kayla moaned and caressed the back of his head as he leaned over and suckled one of her nipples into his mouth and let his tongue swirling around it. Her nerve's dispersed pleasure out from her erotic zones as he worked them simultaneously, causing her whole body to become overwhelmed with tingles of delight. She arched her back, spread her legs and mewed softly, basking in the emotion and carnal warmth of his attention.

Michael felt her vagina envelop his finger into her depths, wet and warm, smooth yet rough in places. He sucked harder, tasting the flavor of her nipples, which he found to be particular to her. Kayla flexed her body, undulating, enjoying the pleasure of his touches. Michael worked his finger in and out of her, using his thumb to massage her clitoris, soon driving the young woman to the edge of ecstasy. Michael worked a second finger into her and began rocking them in and out, her moist opening making just barely audible sounds. She gripped his arm with her left hand and his shoulder with her right as pleasure overcame her and she came, losing herself in the moment.

Michael thrust his fingers into her, working her clit through her orgasm until she relaxed back into the bed, breathing heavy. He pulled his hand from her shorts and kissed her lips as she lay looking up at him.

"I want to suck you." she whispered.

"Really?" he asked, smiling.

"Yeah. I know I sound like a slut saying that, but I can't help it. I do."

"You don't sound like a slut, but feel free to be as slutty as you want to. I'm not going to stop you."

She giggled, sat up and pulled her shirt off over her head. Michael watched her small tits bounced and jiggle as she rolled around and got on her knees beside him. Awkwardly, Kayla pulled at his shorts and he lifted, allowing her to remove them. Her eyes widened and she grinned as his cock popped free, standing at attention in front of her. She gripped it with her right hand, supporting herself with her left, leaned over and guided the head of her boyfriend's penis into her open mouth. He moaned softly as she wrapped her lips around the head and sucked. It popped from her lips as she pulled back and she laughed at the sound. She then gathered her hair over her left shoulder and out of her way before leaning back over to continue.

Michael closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of Kayla's lips and tongue caressing his cock. He could tell she was really trying and her technique was definitely better this time. His groans of pleasure encouraged her to suck more. She moaned softly sucking her boyfriend's cock, feeling the warm, firm yet soft mass in her mouth. She loved doing this for him. The act had a strange allure that she didn't really understand; she just knew she felt good doing it.

Kayla worked Michael's cock for about five minutes, her movements becoming labored towards the end. Finally, she stopped and looked up at him.

"Baby, my jaw hurts."

"It's ok. That was amazing." he insisted, as it was true.

"But I wanted to get you off like that."

He smiled and caressed her cheek tenderly. "There will be more opportunities."

She laughed.

"Now, let me do something for you."

Michael rolled over onto his knees and positioned Kayla onto her back and hooked his fingers into her shorts. She lifted, allowing him to remove them and soon she was laying naked looking up at him. She seemed small and vulnerable and Michael knew she was his, all his. He loved her and wanted to hold her, kiss her, love her, fuck her, use her, protect her, keep her...forever.

He leaned over and kissed her stomach just below her bellybutton. His lips brushed across her soft peach fuzz before kissing again, and again and again, working down to the crease between her thighs and pubic area. Kayla smiled and giggled with delight, wiggling around as his lips tickled her flesh. Michael gently parted her legs and leaned over her, inhaling her scent and gazing upon her labia which protruded slightly from her cleft. She was still red and visibly moist from his earlier fingering, and he licked his lips in anticipation of tasting her intimately.

"You don't have to do this." Kayla said with a hint of embarrassment.

"I want to." he said, leaning closer.

The young woman held her breath with her hands clenched, still self conscious of the letting him do this. Kayla's body flinched, her legs and buttocks clinched, and she let out a squeaky, half laugh, half moan sound when Michael's tongue touched her labia, just parting them. She clapped her hand over her mouth laughing, both at herself and the situation.

"Relax." he urged, easing her legs further apart again.

"Sorry. I just didn't expect that."

Michael didn't say anything before leaning in again and licking her once more, this time parting her lips and making direct contact with her clit.

"Ohhhhh fuuuuuck." Kayla moaned, uttering the expletive which Michael was sure he'd never heard her say.

Micheal parted her lips with his fingers, spreading them apart for better access to her sensitive organ and flicked his tongue a few times quickly. Kayla moaned an inarticulate sound and he slid his finger inside her once again. Her hands went to his head, fingers sliding through his hair as he licked her again, slowly this time. The young woman's body was on fire with desire and physical pleasure. Her boyfriend's tongue was driving her wild with sensations she'd never known.

Michael continued licking and fingering her. His own experience was limited but he had spent some research time on the internet into oral techniques and it appeared he had not been misled. When he found what worked for Kayla he stuck with it and within a few minutes she was cumming again, gripping his head and rocking her hips as pleasure overtook her body. She'd never felt such emotion for any person before but the physical love had done nothing but serve to increase her emotional feelings for Michael exponentially.

As her spasms subsided, Michael kissed her inner thighs, now moist with perspiration, and up into her nest of curls which tickled his nose and lips and smelled of feminine fragrance and tasted tangy with sweat. He kissed up her bare stomach, suckling on her belly before kissing, licking and sucking each breast again, their soft nipples now firmer and rougher on his tongue. He worked his kisses up her neck to her jaw, up her cheek and finally to her lips where she kissed him back, sliding her tongue into his mouth, pulling him close with passionate fervor.

"Put it in." she whispered.

"Mhmm." he moaned and began to stand up.

"Where are you going?"

"Need a condom."

"No." she said smiling. "Just pull out. I started the pill this week, but pull out to be safe."

He looked at her unsure. "You're on the pill?"

She nodded. "Come back and put it in."

Michael smiled and crawled back up above the beautiful young woman and positioned himself between her spread thighs. She was already very wet from their previous activities and after a couple of strokes into her, Michael's cock was lubed up as well and they were making love, naturally, flesh on flesh, both lost in the pleasure of the other's body. Kayla was so overwhelmed with love for the young man and fantasized a time when he would not pull out. Her fantasies ended with Michael thrusting himself deep into her, filling her fertile womb with his potent seed, creating a new life. Her body yearned for him, yearned for his love, both physical and emotional. She wanted him in every way. Wanted a life with him, wanted a family with him. She loved the young man on top of her with every fiber of her being. Although she knew he would pull out, Kayla wanted to hold him inside of her, not let him, in hopes her new pill would fail. She came, lost in her thoughts of endless love with him and a future she could almost taste.

*

Viktoria lay in her bed, imagining what her best friend and brother were doing. She had returned to her room, mad and out of sorts, falling onto her bed atop the comforter. Knowing that the couple was sexually active, she knew they were using the private time for intimacy and this made her mad. This whole situation was so fucked up and she, not for the first time, cursed herself for letting it get where it had. She'd made so many mistakes up to this point and every direction out of this debacle seemed bad. She knew what her and Michael had done so far was wrong on so many levels. Even if he were not her own brother, she was cheating with her best friend's boyfriend. She knew, for a multitude of reasons that Kayla could never find out. Her friend was a kind, caring, sensitive soul and it would destroy her. Hell, it would scar her for life knowing her boyfriend was fucking his own sister behind her back.

Her thoughts went to Michael and how the sex that first night of Halloween had been just absolutely amazing. The weeks that followed had her imagination running wild with inappropriate thoughts of forbidden sex she knew was unattainable...until it happened again. The past week, she had had the best sex of her life, and it was as much emotional as physical. She loved her brother, but not like a romantic love, just simply the brother sister kind. However, the unthinkable nature of the physical relationship just pushed her mind to levels of lust and passion for the forbidden carnal pleasure, that intensified the physical experience. And she didn't want to lose that either.

She thought about Michael in the guest suite at the far end of the hall, his hard cock pleasuring her best friend and sorority sister and her body tingled, radiating out from her lower abdomen, head to toe. Was she riding him? Was he on top of her? Behind her? Were they having a lot of foreplay? Oral? Was Kayla better than her? Was Michael simply fucking his own sister out of pity?

Her hand slipped down into her shorts, her slender fingers gracefully sliding into her slit and began circling her clit. A soft moan escaped her lips.

*

With Kayla's release, Michael knew he wouldn't last long. He had found with Vik that sex without condoms was so much more stimulating and feeling Kayla's muscles massage him as she came, he wanted to throw caution to the wind and finish inside of her, emptying his balls deep inside his girlfriend's body. But he knew this would be a disastrous move, so he pulled back a few seconds before he knew he was about to cum. Kayla felt immediately empty as he stroked the last few pumps and shot his load up her stomach. Shot after shot of Michael's cum flew up onto her belly, her tits, one even landing on her cheek and the pillow her head was on. She felt each shot land, hot on her skin before cooling quickly. She laughed with surprise wiping it from her face.

It was an amazing orgasm for him which he milked as long as he could supporting himself over her, groaning with pleasure. After he was done, Michael laid down beside her, his heart beating quickly. Kayla played with the cum which she had wiped from her face, with interest, watching as it stretched between her finger and thumb in a tiny string before breaking. She looked down and pushed a glob of it that had landed on her chest between her breasts. This one seemed firm almost gelatinous and she pushed it around with amazement.

"Having fun?"

Michael's voice startled her.

"Sorry. I've just never seen it before."

"Want a towel to wipe it off with?"

"Not yet. I kinda like having it on me. Knowing it came from you."

They lay quietly for a long while, both thinking about the sex and their relationship. Michael thought of Viktoria.

*

Viktoria lay atop her comforter, face down, naked, with her fingers working herself furiously.

Her body had felt so hot so she had removed the few clothes she had on. Her need was incomprehensible and she could not stand the thought that the cock she wanted so badly was so close, yet she could not have it. The humiliation of it was intoxicating and she began masturbating to the idea of not getting her brother's cock this night. All of these new, recently unlocked feelings and thoughts were so stimulating and Vik edged herself over and over to them. Her pussy was so wet and her hand coated with her slick juices but she denied herself the satisfaction of release. In her mind it was a sexual self-flagellation and she took the task seriously, rubbing herself to the peak of pleasure and backing off, spreading her fingers apart and rubbing along the outside of her labia, pressing them together, teasing herself still but sliding back down from the precipice.

"I wish you could stay in here with me." she said, yawning.

"Me too." Michael picked up his phone and looked at the time.

1:20 AM

"Want me to get you a towel before I go?"

"Please."

Michael stood and walked to the bathroom. He pulled the clean towel from the bar where it hung in preparation for someone's shower. Kayla watched his ass go and his swinging, bobbing cock return and grinned.

"I like that sight."

He stood straight, his flaccid dick hanging just beside the bed. She reached out and gently grabbed it causing it to rise some.

"I love you." she said.

Michael leaned over and kissed the naked girl. "I love you too."

He placed the towel on the bed beside her and began putting his clothes back on.

"Get me up when you wake up." she said.

"I will." he said smiling.

She reached out her hand, which he took, holding it for a few seconds, looking at her with love and adoration. He turned, their hands slid apart, the touch broken as their fingertips parted, and left, pulling the door closed behind him. Kayla smiled and rubbed the cooling puddles of his cum around her skin. Instead of wiping it away, she rubbed it around until her skin had a sheen of her boyfriend's sperm coating her torso. She lay naked, her body uncovered and exposed to the dim room and the gentle breeze from the ceiling fan humming above her. She felt complete and content. Michael was hers and she was his. Her world felt perfect as sleep took her.

*

Viktoria's was breathing heavy and her heart was pounded hard when she heard the almost inaudible creak. She didn't know how she had heard the door open, but was certain that someone had just entered the room. She had been deep into edging herself with her right hand between her thighs, working her clit furiously, her hips raised slightly from the bed to allow her hand room to work. Her bare flesh suddenly felt cold and exposed, vulnerable, with the feeling of eyes on her, knowing whoever it was had a perfect view of her raised ass and parted thighs from their vantage point at the door. She lay motionless for what felt like an eternity waiting for some sound, but none came. She had just about convinced herself that she had imagined the sound and was about to turn over when she felt the hand touch her. She nearly screamed but managed to limit it to a gasp. What felt like two fingers had touched her, sliding into the crack of her ass and down to her vaginal opening, penetrating her with no resistance whatsoever. She was sloppy wet and they had entered her and were two knuckles deep before she uttered a sound.

Neither moved for a few seconds. Viktoria knew it had to be Michael, but in the dark it could be anyone; her brother, a random home invader, a stalker from school who had followed her all the way here and waited for his chance to pounce. Her heart was pounding harder now with the excitement of the encounter compounding her own worked up libido. Then the fingers curled slightly and they were pressed in further, bottoming out against the other fingers on the hand. Her muscles contracted briefly, involuntarily, around the fingers. The hand pulled back and shoved into her again hard.

She gasped. "ahhhhh!" before uttering softly, "ohhhh fffffuuuuck." as the hand pulled back and shoved again even harder, jolting her as it stopped hard. "Ahh!"

Another hand was then on her left hip, fingers wrapping around, gripping her pelvic bone, urging her hips up. She raised to her hands and knees, back arching downward. The hand began thrust again, rotating to where the fingertips were pushing hard into her g-spot. The other hand left her hip and was suddenly wrapped in her hair, pulling her head back violently and preventing her from easily moving forward off of the hand which was ramming hard into her most intimate parts.

She gasped and panted, lowering her elbows to the mattress to brace better as her hair was pulled, somewhat painfully, and her cunt was ravished by three fingers now. Her visitor's hand worked her sore pussy harder and harder, and she felt herself nearing orgasm again. The pressure built in her and she felt like she was going to literally explode. Never before had she worked herself up to such a frenzy as before he walked in, but now with his fingers brutally working her aching cunt, Viktoria Kincaid felt her whole body teetering over the edge of some chasm and ready to fall.

The hand inside her pussy changed slightly, pressing the fingers down harder and an earth shattering orgasm overtook the young woman. She was unable to control her body, her mouth hung open, drooling, uttering inarticulate sounds. Her lips and tongue moved back and forth across the sheets while her body was pushed to and fro with the continuing onslaught to her cunt. Only peripherally did Viktoria register the feeling of something warm running down her thighs and onto her calves.

Michael slammed his fingers hard into his sister's cunt and suddenly she was cumming. The torrent of fluid that shot out of her surprised him, but he didn't stop. It squirted out over the back of his hand and up his arm as he thrust hard into her again, some hitting his shirt. Her whole body seemed to spasm as he continued finger-fucking her and more and more slippery warm fluid gushed out of her sloppy hole. Viktoria's legs wobbled as her throaty vocalizations began to wane and she collapsed slowly to the bed, rolling over to her side.

She lay there breathing heavy, barely visible in the dim light. Parts of her skin glistened with her juices which had gushed from her in copious amounts. After a minute, a hand grabbed her arm and pulled her upper body towards the edge of the bed where it positioned her head just off the edge. What little glow there was in the room was blotted out by the figure standing over her as she lay on her back looking up. Then there was a hot smelly cock dropped right onto her upturned face, surprising the young woman.

Michael felt his sister's tongue lick his cock, like a true slut. He raised up, spreading his legs and lowered his balls right onto her face which she eagerly licked and sucked. He moaned with pleasure, feeling the warm tongue caressing his scrotum in fast flicks. He eased back letting her tongue work it's way along his shaft. When she reached the head Viktoria opened her mouth, as if by instinct, and Michael pushed his cock inside.

She didn't know what she expected, but Viktoria was a little surprised to taste pussy on her brother's cock. Michael gripped her face and began thrusting into her, his cock sliding all the way in until he was in her throat. She did her best to relax and let him use her, but Vik gagged and coughed as he buried himself deep in her, slapping his balls against her nose. For the most part, Viktoria was just a passenger in the experience with Michael controlling the movement of his cock in and out of her face, so she began to rub her clit again, finding her pussy very sore from the pounding he had given her minutes before.

Such acts of brutality were not really Michael's style, but he knew Vik got off on them and seeing her begin to finger her pussy again, he knew she was enjoying it so he continued. With her head held still, Michael thrust faster and harder into his sister's face, relishing the tight throat he was sliding into. Seeing her pleasuring herself and her tits jiggling as he fucked her face, provided Michael with the extra mental arousal needed and he was soon approaching another orgasm. The first of the evening was emptied onto his beautiful girlfriend and now this one was about to be emptied onto his hot, slutty sister.

The thought occurred to him that, for the first time ever, he'd been with two girls in the same night and he came. The first shot went into Vik's throat and then he pulled out, stroking the rest onto her face, tits and down her stomach and further; it was hard to tell in the dark. It didn't take long, but Michael pumped out the rest of his cum, pushing the last few drops onto Viktoria's face, wiping the last drop off the head of his cock onto her cheek like it was a tissue.

Viktoria continued rubbing her clit, feeling the cum turning cool on her skin and begin to run off down the side of her face, her ribs and lower belly. She came again at the thought of being her brother's fuck toy just as the door clicked shut again. When she looked around a few seconds later she was alone and the only evidence that she hadn't imagined the whole thing being the cum in which she was covered.

*

Michael pressed pause on the tablet, disinterested in the interview. He'd heard the questions a million times before. He'd heard Viktoria explain her history a million times before. For once he wanted to hear the real story from her lips, not some feminist fantasy she had concocted to appeal to her base.

"You fucked her didn't you, Vik?" he asked as he placed the tablet on the table beside him.

She didn't speak but he knew from the look in her eyes that she had fucked the cute little pink haired girl. Viktoria didn't respond. She didn't say a word. Couldn't say a word. Not with his cock in her mouth.

Michael was sitting in Viktoria's office. Sitting, in fact, in the same leather chair Viktoria had been in during her interview. The powerful feminist icon, Viktoria Kincaid, sat in her knees in front of her younger brother, with his cock buried to the hilt in her face. She gagged and coughed as she lifted her head, a string of spittle stretching out from the tip of his dick to her lower lip.

"Yeah." she said, catching her breath.

"Was she good?"

Viktoria shrugged, noncommittally.

"What about the mysterious Viktoria Kincaid? The woman who's sexuality is an enigma?"

"Her girlfriend is very jealous. After her last affair went viral and she garnered so much hate, Mina doesn't want publicity any more than I do."

She leaned downward and took Michael's cock again, sucking the head and stroking the long shaft. He groaned. She had only gotten better at her technique over the past decade and he enjoyed each blowjob as much as if it were the first.

Just then, the door opened and Kayla Brooks Kincaid waddled in looking about ten months pregnant. When she saw them her jaw dropped open and the look of shock on her face was undeniable.

"What the fuck is wrong with you two?!?" she asked in disgust as she quickly closed the door behind her.

Michael sat up, startled, scrambling to cover his genitals. Viktoria turned around, still on her knees in front of her brother and looked at her best friend since college, a look of surprise on her face.

"Kayla..." she started.

"Don't Kayla me!" Michael's wife said, locking the door behind her.

Both siblings looked at her, her anger a rare spectacle given the woman's usual calm demeanor.

"Erin is right there!" she hissed quietly at them, indicating Viktoria's assistant who's desk was just outside the door. "I do not understand you two, but if you both can't get over this stupid obsession with fucking each other, then at least lock the damn door. Do you want to destroy everything we have worked so hard for here?"