The Lovers

This story explores the ground between incest, as a red hot fantasy, on the one hand and the true love, which exists between human beings, who just happen to be family members, on the other hand.

This story deals with appearance and reality, with fantasy and fact - with what lies in between. It deals with what lies underneath and is allowed to be exercised and exorcised.

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INTRODUCTION

My name is David and I love incest. There I said it.

This is the story of a love triangle between a flaky and arty poseur; a career driven corporate lawyer; and a crazy chain smoking hooker. I am the flaky one and my two older sisters are the lawyer and the hooker.

I am the runt of the family, but I am a lovable runt. I have always shared a close and special relationship with my two sisters. I think I must have gasped and fell for them, as soon as I was old enough to recognise them. And I was their precious kid brother. I was their lovable runt.

It was all quite innocent at first. I was in puppy love and had a wide-eyed crush on both of my sisters. They cared for me in return, but they loved to tease me about my affection for them. Everybody knew I had a thing for them.

I was 19 when I reached the conclusion that incest was the only choice for me. I wanted my mother, my grandmother and an aunt. I actually worked up the nerve to date a much older woman named Sarah, who looked and dressed like my mother. I shocked my parents, and made my two sisters snicker behind their hands, when I brought Sarah home for a family dinner one night. I was clearly a weirdo in everyone's eyes, but a lovable weirdo. Sarah didn't stick around for long.

I was, of course, obsessively in love with my two older sisters. They were both so beautiful.

My sisters were the ones who forced the truth out of me and confirmed everyone's suspicions. They kept pestering me about my incestuous desires.

"Ewwwww David," was their response when I admitted it. But then they both broke into a grin and burst into laughter.

"I like sleazy girls as well," I announced solemnly.

"You're such a creep David."

"I know, but I can't help it," I responded, feeling gloomy and hopeless.

My sisters just laughed at me.

Everybody knew I liked incest. My sisters made sure of that and people just kept talking about it.

I actually tried asking my divorced aunt Jenny out on a date once, but she laughed, slapped my face and told my mother. I copped a tongue lashing from my parents. Then I tried to kiss my lovely grandmother on the lips one night after a family dinner. She just looked at me, confused and passed the information on. I ended up getting another tongue lashing.

I think my parents breathed a sigh of relief when I moved away and went to college. I went away so horny, with my tail between my legs - I hadn't taken any of my family members to bed. I received laughter, slaps and tongue lashings instead of the soft blow jobs and intercourse I craved.

I bought heaps of mainstream movies featuring incestuous relationships. I had books and magazines. I had a huge collection. I was also an aspiring writer, so I could detail my fantasies in short stories and post them online, but it wasn't enough. It all left me so frustrated.

I had a hunger I couldn't satisfy - I needed my mother, my grandmother and my aunt, but most of all I needed my two sisters.

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PART ONE - TESS

"Do you want to have dinner with me," I asked my older sister Tess.

"Are you asking me out on a date," Tess asked, breaking into a surprised smile.

"Yes I am," I said, feeling self-conscious, but determined to present a self-assured front.

Tess rose from her chair and came out from behind her desk. She stood in front of me and looked me up and down. Her eyes rested on mine and she asked me again.

"You're asking me out on a date?"

"Yes, I am Tess," I said, feeling even more self-conscious, still desperate to keep my composure.

My sister regarded me with a delighted expression on her face. She crossed her arms, sat down on the edge of her desk and looked at me silently with a grin.

"That's why you came up here? Did mom tell you Dan and I broke up?"

"Yeah, mom told me this morning."

"And you thought you'd try your luck, now that Dan's out of the picture?"

"Yes, that's why I'm here Tess."

My sister laughed and stood up. She took a step towards me.

"And where would you take me David? Do you have a restaurant in mind?"

"Yes," I said feeling a bit more confident because she hadn't rejected me outright. "I have a reservation for two at Julian's tomorrow night."

"Tomorrow night - wow, you don't give a girl much notice, do you? What if I have something else lined up for tomorrow - then what?"

"Just cancel it Tess."

My sister laughed, pleased by my approach. She looked at me for a moment and nibbled at her bottom lip.

"Thanks for the offer David," she finally said, ready to return to her desk, "but I already have a date lined up for tomorrow night. The guy's not my little brother either, which helps."

"Tell him you can't make it Tess," I said. "Come out with me instead."

"Wow, you're persistent," she said, looking at me more seriously. "David, I don't think I can go out on a date with you. You're my brother."

"Just call him Tess and tell him you can't make it."

"David, you should ask Brandi out. I'm sure she'll say yes and give you what you want."

Tess had mentioned my other older sister. I did want to date Brandi, but I was there for Tess.

"Just call him Tess - please."

Tess laughed softly and stared at me for a long moment. Suddenly, she reached for the phone and punched in the number. She looked away. She turned and walked across her office as she spoke.

"Hi Michael - it's me Tess. Look, I can't make it to dinner tomorrow night. Yes, there's something urgent and I can't get out of it. Yes, I know. Yes, let's re-schedule it. When? Oh, let me give you a call Michael. Yes, of course I'll call you. Yes, I know, you've been waiting to go out with me for ages - you and everybody else Michael. Yes I know. Look I have to go Michael - I'll call you later."

Tess hung up and put the phone back down in the receiver. She turned back to me.

"I can't believe I just did that," she said. "This is such a crazy idea David - completely mad. This is something Brandi would do - something completely stupid."

"But you'll come to dinner with me?"

Tess stood there nibbling her lip again, regarding me.

"Tess?"

"Yes, okay David. I'll go out on a date with you tomorrow night, just to shut you up, but you can't tell anyone about this. You have to promise: don't tell anyone ever."

"I swear - I won't tell anyone Tess."

"Oh god, you better not. Now just go David, before I regain my sanity and change my mind."

"Will I pick you up or meet you there Tess?"

"There David - now please go. I have to get back to work."

"Okay, I'll see you there at 7 Tess."

"Yes, 7pm - sounds good."

I left my sister's office, closing the door behind me. I smiled and nodded at Tess's personal assistant and went out into the hall. I was in an elevator a minute later.

I was grinning like a fool and strangers regarded me with caution, as I started skipping down the street. I couldn't believe Tess was going to have dinner with me, and had cancelled another date to fit me in. I never thought it possible. I was sure my older sister was going to flatly refuse me and reject my invitation on the spot. But she said yes and I hadn't applied much pressure either. I was so pleased.

I stopped in at a noisy city bar on the way, had a drink and thought of Tess. I was still on cloud nine. But then my self-assurance began to totter. Tess can be quite unpredictable at times. Was she going to call me at any moment, tell me she had regained her sanity and was cancelling our date for tomorrow night? I looked at my phone, as it lay there on the bar. It didn't ring.

I guess I should give you a bit more background, don't you think?

Tess, Brandi and I are blood family, as I've already said. Tess is 7 years older than I am and Brandi is 5 years older. Tess is 30 years old, Brandi is 28 and I am 23. I am apparently a baby, as Tess and Brandi like to tell me, when they want to tease and taunt me in front of other people.

I hadn't seen Tess at all, over the last few years, because I was away at college up north and hadn't been home in a long while. She spent a lot of time in New York or gallivanting around Europe on business, so we were never in the same place at the same time. I never saw Brandi either. She was busy provoking outrage, really playing the "black sheep of the family" and causing all sorts of dramas, from what my mother told me. Finally, I returned to the city to share a place with a couple of friends, after I finished my studies. I got to see Tess and Brandi again and all the old feelings re-surfaced.

Tess noticed the way I was mooning over her, at a recent family dinner. She declared that I still was in love with her and still had a crush on her. She was right and everybody laughed at me, while I went bright red. My family knew I had a thing for my older sisters and were reasonably indulgent. It was usually regarded as an old family joke.

"Wait a second, I thought he had the hots for me," my other sister Brandi had announced. "His tongue's been hanging out all night."

This well placed taunt caused me to blush even more. A roar of laughter erupted around the table.

"Oh no, he's wants me more than he wants you Brandi. Isn't that right David?"

"Oh, is that right, is it Tess," Brandi shot back.

"Yes it is Brandi."

"Right, well we'll see about that," Brandi muttered under her breath.

There was an awkward pause. An old family joke had been taken a few steps too far.

"Girls, please. I don't want another fight, and over something so silly as well," my mother had said, angrily.

I had strong feelings for Brandi and I was physically attracted to her, but Tess was right. I was in love with Tess more than Brandi, at that period in my life. At least I thought so.

At the time it seemed to be a hopeless situation, from my point of view. Tess had been with a boring older banker named Dan for nearly a year and she had moved in with him. They were starting to talk about getting engaged. At the time I threw my hands in the air, looked up and cursed the heavens - I didn't think I had any chance with my eldest sister.

But then the incredible happened: Tess and Dan broke up - she moved out of his place and found an apartment downtown. I don't know why the breakup occurred, but Tess may have been to blame - she did love guys and sex. It was tough for a man to hold Tess down long enough to put a ring on her finger. She must have cheated: bless her sweet heart. I loved her for it.

So I had an opportunity - a slim chance to actually do something and get the result I was hoping for.

On the spur of the moment I drove into the city and visited Tess at work, determined to ask her out to dinner. Tess was a high powered lawyer and she was usually never available, but as luck would have it she was there and could see me. I walked in there and confronted my sister, made my pitch and she agreed.

As I had a second drink it occurred to me: was Tess just humouring me? Was our date a real date, or was my sister just treating it as a joke? Did she just see it as a chance for a brother and sister to catch up, have a laugh and ultimately affirm a purely Platonic relationship?

Please God, surely that wasn't the case, as I was in love with Tess. I didn't want a Platonic relationship with my sister. I didn't care about dirty words like incest. I loved and craved Tess. I needed her like I needed food, or water, or air. I didn't care about society's judgement. I just hoped Tess felt the same way I did - there was a big question mark: did Tess feel the same way I did? I suddenly felt depressed.

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It was the next evening and I arrived at the restaurant at 6.30pm and waited for our table to become available. I was seated at 6.46pm and sipped a glass of champagne, as I waited for my sister to arrive.

I had spent a few hours taking care of every possible area of grooming concern. Normally, I bummed around in my beaten shapeless clothing. I liked to appear shabby like an art graduate and pseudo-beat writer was supposed to look. I knew Tess though - she would want me to make a real effort for her and look and smell nice and that's exactly what I did. I felt awkward though.

At 7.40pm the doorman opened the door and in sauntered Tess. The eyes of at least a dozen men moved automatically in her direction and followed her as she walked between the tables towards me. I couldn't believe she was actually there! She didn't call and chicken out.

My sister's Auburn coloured hair was pinned up, which exposed the soft pale skin of her neck and shoulders. She wore a short sleeveless, backless glittering silver dress, which plunged in the front. She wore emeralds and diamonds which flashed in the subdued restaurant light and highlighted her striking blue-green eyes. She looked so beautiful.

"Hi David, I'm sorry I'm late," she said as I jumped to my feet, almost knocking my chair over in my effort to kiss her softly on the cheek. She grinned.

She smelt so good. I sat down again, before Tess saw the erection quickly growing in my pants.

"What are you drinking David, champagne?"

"Yes, it's quite nice," I said and then got the attention of the waiter by clicking my fingers at him. He filled her glass as she gazed at me.

"You look perfectly dressed and groomed tonight," Tess said appreciatively. "How do I look?"

"You look beautiful Tess."

She smiled and then lifted the glass to her lips.

"I hope this doesn't feel awkward Tess," I asked, instantly regretting my words.

"No actually David, it doesn't feel awkward at all," Tess replied, reaching out to stroke my hand. "I know how you feel about me."

"So, this is a date," I asked softly.

"Yes it is David. But you have to promise that this is between us two. You can't tell anyone, particularly Brandi."

"No, I won't tell anyone Tess - does this mean..."

"Uh huh, it does," Tess said, looking me right in the eyes. "This is a date like any other date, even if you are my kid brother. Play your cards right David, because I'm keeping score. You may hit the jackpot tonight."

I gasped and my sister laughed. My cock just got that much harder.

The entrees arrived and we carefully picked at our food. I had to remember that I wasn't devouring a burger and fries. I did need to show some finesse.

I looked for a conversation topic and I tried choosing her work. Tess shot me down. She didn't want to talk about work. I talked about my poetry and art for a while and sounded like a pretentious clown. I was sure I was fucking this up big time.

"Relax David," Tess said, smiling. "Just be natural."

I laughed, then sighed and mooned over her like love-struck kid.

We finally talked about my latest goings on, but it wasn't working because her beauty caused my brain to stop functioning and my voice to stutter. The conversation broke down. I just ended up smiling at my Tess and sighed again like a delirious crush would.

My sister had a cheeky expression on her beautiful face. She stirred her entree fork in the rich white seafood sauce and slipped the tip of the fork between her lips and sucked the sauce off. She smiled at me and winked. I of course looked at her, all wide-eyed and tongue-tied like a damned fool.

"Tess - am I making any progress points wise," I asked desperately.

"You're not doing too badly," Tess said softly.

I smiled happily. Tess slowly leant forward as she started a conversation. I was honestly trying to listen to her attentively and follow what she was saying. I managed to respond. She had leant forward and I could almost see down her dress. I saw the tops of her beautiful breasts. Was she even wearing a fucking bra?

Meanwhile, my sister's still stirred the tip of her entree fork in the seafood sauce and gently sucked the sauce off. I had the dirtiest thoughts running through my mind - thoughts of Tess licking and sucking dribbling semen from the tip of my cock. Jesus H Christ, I had to get a bit of focus. I tuned in again:

"And it got really full, hard and red," Tess said, laughing, her eyes sparkling. "It just exploded everywhere. I got it all over me, remember?"

"What?"

"David, remember? The strawberry shake we made together when you were younger. The machine blew up and I got strawberry shake everywhere."

"Oh shit, oh yeah."

"Yes David - I just kept stirring that mixture up, really working it with my hand for ages until the mixture was so hard and thick. No wonder the machine blew up. I got it all over my face and hands David. Do you remember David? Hey, are you listening? Earth to David, come in David?"

I grinned - red faced - at Tess and she broke into laughter.

Our dinners arrived and we enjoyed our beautiful meals. I got beef and my sister got chicken. They were such exquisitely presented dishes on the gleaming white plates.

We changed tact in our conversation. Tess decided to tell me about her breakup with Dan. She adopted a quiet and confessional tone of voice. She picked at her food as she talked.

"It's really my fault."

"No, I'm sure it's his fault Tess."

"No David, I'm the one who cheated on him. He caught me with another guy. Dan came home and found me and another guy doing it in our bed. I can't even remember the guys name David."

"Well, Dan didn't deserve you. He just wasn't the one."

"That's a sweet thing to say David. I'm just a bit of a slut David. I always have been."

"That's not true Tess."

"David, it's true," Tess said smiling. "I've slept with so many men, I've lost count."

I knew I should have argued with my sister, but I had a hard cock and I stared at her again. I was so infatuated. Tess's promiscuity and her sexual experience were just two of the reasons I was so attracted to her.

Surely she knew I was turned on. I felt ashamed of myself.

"Brandi and I never get on, and we fight all the time, but we're just the same. We're both into men."

"But Brandi's work is so different to yours Tess."

"Is it?"

"Of course," I replied.

"I do a damned good job David, but do you know why all the firm's male clients want to work with me, rather than someone else?"

"Why, Tess?"

"Because I seal the deal in bed David - that's what I always do."

"Wow," I said, as I looked at my sister's sparkling eyes and sexy smile.

"I take them to bed and keep them there until the deal is done, and I have their signature on the dotted line. I could tell you some wild stories David. Being a hard worker and a man-eater are turning me into a top earner in my field."

I wasn't too sure what to say.

"I'm not the only man-eater on the block. There are others like me out there - people who are smart, good at their jobs and yet seal the deal in bed. It is the ultimate in customer service. I'll fuck your brains out night after night, if you're a valued client of mine. It's good business David."

"I think you're a great lawyer and really smart Tess. You don't have to sleep with people, if you don't want to."

"I know I'm a great lawyer and really smart," Tess said, looking at me like I was a fool. "You don't understand David. I love sleeping with my clients. I love it, that's who I am. That's who Brandi is as well. Don't you get it?"

There was another pause.

"You're so beautiful Tess, so wonderful," I finally said.

"You really mean that, don't you," Tess said softly.

"Of course, Tess."

"Even more beautiful than Brandi? I know you have the hots for her David, you weirdo."

"I guess I am a bit weird Tess."

Tess sat there for a moment silently.

"Yes, I have the hots for Brandi and she means a lot to me, but you mean more to me Tess. I am weird Tess."

"Well tonight I'm up for something weird. Eat up David," Tess said, smiling. "I want to go."

******

"I'm going to give you want tonight David."

We were in each other's arms. My sister's bed formed the backdrop to our intimate scene.

"Take off your clothes David, Tess said, after breaking another kiss.

"No, you take yours off first," I said, holding her close and whispering in her ear.

"Come on, or I'll put you over my knee and teach you a lesson you'll never forget."

"I'll hold you to that Tess."

Tess giggled happily. She waited.

"Okay, but give me another kiss first."

My older sister laughed. She cupped my face in her warm hands. She leant in, our lips met and our eyes closed. I felt like I was slowly melting, just dissolving in her arms.

"Come on," she said, breaking the kiss. She sat down on the edge of her bed and crossed her long legs. "I'm dying to see your body. C'mon David, show me your cock."

I took my clothes off while my sister watched with a bemused expression on her face. She carefully brushed the hair out of her eyes and she touched her red lips with the tip of her tongue as I dropped my shirt to the floor.

"Slowly David," she said. "I like it when guys strip slowly.

I nodded and then had an awkward time getting my shoes off. I hopped about, almost tripped over and fell flat on my face. I finally kicked the shoes off and they flew under her bed.

"Oh my god," Tess said, laughing. "Here let me help you - such a klutz."

My sister stood up and approached. She reached out and unbuckled my belt and pulled it free. She dropped it to the floor. She undid my pants with her fingers while she looked down at my crotch with a smile on her face. She got the pants undone and unzipped. They dropped to the floor.

"C'mon step out," Tess said, taking my hand.

I stood there naked except for my underwear. My cock was bulging like a big banana against the material.

"Surely, you can take your own undies off David. What are you waiting for? Show me your cock."

I pulled my underwear off and stood naked before my sister. I stood proudly, my cock hard and at full attention. Tess ran her eyes up and down my body as she sat on the edge of the bed. She lingered on my dick. She looked up at me

"You're gorgeous David," she said softly.

"I know. I'm very special."

"Special, all right."

"I'm going to put it inside you tonight Tess."

"Damn right you are little brother."

Tess motioned for me to come into her arms. I did, I felt more excited and vulnerable than ever before. Our lips met and we kissed passionately and deeply, we opened our mouths slowly. She ran her hands over my naked body and I reached for the zipper on her glittering silver dress and unzipped her in one long slow movement.

She stepped back and removed the dress. She wasn't wearing a bra or panties. My dick twitched and for a mad second I thought I was going to cum on the spot. My sister was naked and she looked beautiful. Her auburn hair looked dark and it framed her ghostly pale face. Her light eyes looked shadowy - her body looked creamy. Her dark neat pubic hair caused me to stare and gasp. I'd never felt so much desire for a woman before. I really wanted to put my penis inside my sister.

"Oh my god Tess."

"What are you going to do to me tonight little brother?"

"I'm going to put it in you."

"Tell me again David," Tess said.

"I'm going to put it in you all night."

"Damned right," she said, and our lips collided again.

We were in Tess's bed, beneath the covers. This was the scene of so many of her one night stands and the place where she closed so many of her big business deals.

The two of us laughed softly, ran our hands over each other crudely, our lips were in each other's neck and ears. I kissed my sister's face and grabbed at her breasts. I pinched and rubbed the tips.

"Oh Jesus," she said, laughing at how impatient I was, "easy David."

"Oh my god Tess - oh Jesus."

"I have my work cut out turning a clumsy one like you into a lover."

I tried to slow down and succeeded to some extent. I caressed my sister's breasts more carefully and she ran her hands down my ticklish sides and along my trembling thighs as she kissed my mouth, my closed eyes and my ears. Her hands swept over my body - I felt her at my throat, before she ran up and over my face.

My clumsiness returned. I ran shaking hands along her as she went for my mouth and drove her tongue in hard and deep. I loved the feel of her warm soft skin as my palms slid over her broad hip and down along her belly and then over her chest.

"Oh Tess, touch my cock please," I said.

"Oh course," she said.

My sister's hand glided along my thigh. Then it came to rest on my dick. Then her hand curled around the shaft and she began squeezing and sliding up and over the head.

"Awww Tess!"

"You like that little brother, do you," she asked.

"Yes, yes, yes."

My sister caused me to lie on my back prostrate, which allowed her to move over me and take a more dominant role. She looked down at me and smiled.

"Look at you lying there, getting all spoilt," Tess said, as she kissed my nose and watched me with an adoring expression. "You're my darling, aren't you."

"Awww yeah Tess."

"Yeah David, yeah."

Her hand slipped up and down my cock.

"Awww it's so wonderful Tess."

"Yeah, really wonderful - let me pull this sheet down David. I'm going to kiss it for you brother and make you even happier."

My gorgeous sister was going to give me a blowjob, I thought with delirious joy. My incestuous fantasies were being indulged - they were finally coming true. I grinned like a fool as Tess dragged the bed sheet back and exposed my cock.

"I'm going to edge you until you beg me for release, little brother."

"Edge you, what does that mean Tess?"

"You'll see David, you'll see. This is how I get my clients signature on the dotted line."

"Okay, right-e-o then," I said, looking at her curiously, scratching my head.

"It looks like a weeping red Robin," Tess said, cupping my cock in her hands.

"What are you talking about Tess?"

"I don't know. I was trying to be poetic like you. I'm not too good at it."

I laughed loudly. Tess slapped me on the thigh.

"Don't laugh at me," she said.

"I'm sorry Tess. I didn't mean to be unkind."

You know, I'm not just some black hearted lawyer David. That's not who I really am."

I looked at Tess.

"Tess, you know I..."

"I know David," she said. "Just don't say it all the time, because it sounds like bullshit when someone does that."

"Yes Tess, I understand."

"What you do means more than what you say."

I never realised a woman could do this to my body and my mind. I'd never experienced anything so intense, frustrating and pleasurable before. The girlfriends I'd had didn't do this to me - they were well meaning, but inept and crude like I was.

My sister placed a pillow under my hips. She made me open my legs and then she spent ages weaving the most intimate and magical reality imaginable. Tess built a deep connection to my body and soul by patiently and relentlessly using her lips, tongue and fingers on my cock.

"Awwww gawd Tessie," I groaned at her, while she licked the underside of my knob over and over, again and again, like she was a shy thing licking an ice cream. She just lightly brushed the flushed and fiery skin of my shaft with her fluid covered fingers.

She actually had to handcuff me to the bed at one stage, so she could make a meal out of me at her pace without me getting in the way. I watched with jaw dropping pleasure while my gorgeous sister slowly aroused my body from one level to the next, and to the next, and to the next until all the nerves in my body were jangling and the sensation tingled and ran all over me from head to toe.

The pleasure swam through me and ended at the most exquisite place - my cock, and right at the point where Tess was kissing and licking me.

"God, I think I've eaten a tablespoon of your pre-cum."

"Ohhh Jesus Tessie!"

"Oh my god, you make me laugh David."

She watched as I struggled at my bonds and wriggled about. I thrust my hips up for more contact. My older sister laughed sweetly. She was the damned devil.

"Tess, I love you Tess - oh my god Tess."

"I know you do David," my sister exclaimed and laughed happily.

"Oh god Tess, I can't take it anymore - please Tess."

"Oh alright, I think you're ready for sex now," she said smiling. "Normally, I like my guys to do some rug munching to warm me up, but watching you twist in the wind has warmed me up enough."

I was shaking like a leaf, by the time she finished. My cock felt like it was buzzing and trying to break through its skin. Every part of it was rock hard and inflamed. It was purple and dripping.

Tess said I was ready to put it inside her. She un-cuffed me and lay back on her bed.

"C'mon bro, you wanted incestuous sex - you're going to finally get it."

My older sister spread her long delicious legs and grinned up at me. I placed a pillow under her hips. Her soft trickling pussy tempted me. On the spur of the moment, I dropped to my belly and licked Tess with long flat strokes, while she laughed at me and ran her hand through my hair.

"C'mon kid, don't tease me with your tongue."

"You taste so good Tess."

"I know, but I want you inside me. C'mon creepy incest guy - I thought you were dying to get inside me. How many years have you waited?"

"God Tess, too many years to count."

"Then c'mon baby brother - here's your big chance at last. You can stop pestering me for it."

I stared at the dark ring of hair and the lovely rose coloured flower which I was all set to penetrate, to drive my leaking cock into. I licked it a couple more times.

I jumped to my knees and Tess opened her arms for me.

"Come here darling," she said, as I stretched out over her body, pushed her open legs back until her knees were pressed against her chest and her lower legs were over my shoulders.

"Oh boy, you're going to go real deep David. Be real gentle bro. There's no rush."

"Yeah Tess," I said excited, breathing hard, while I looked down into her soft eyes.

I really needed to get my edged cock inside my sister. I fiddled about desperately. The tip was right there finally.

"Oh god David - okay, oh god, yep, yep okay darling. Oh darling! Oh god David!"

I stared down at Tess with wide eyes and an open mouth. She grabbed at me repeatedly, scratching my arms and shoulders. My cock bore into flesh as my hips drove, the knob and shaft advanced inside my sister's body. It was like penetrating a sheath of hot thick oil, a snug soft jar of boiling honey.

"Oh man, oh Tess!"

"Asshole, such an asshole, it's so good David - remember go gently. Go gently David!"

"Yes Tess, yes," I said.

I held my older sister down, refused to let her up, kept her beautiful pale body pinned to the bed by my weight and my plunging hips. I fucked her with the longest strokes possible. I felt inches and inches of cock glide endlessly and seamlessly in and out - the pleasure of it. Where did I finish and where did Tess begin - I wasn't sure as each thrust was delivered

"You're such a man, baby brother."

"Awww don't tease me Tess."

My sister laughed and reached up and held the side of my face in her hands.

"Dominate me David," she said. "Dominate me like you've always wanted to."

I groaned softly and haphazardly. I peered down at her and she smiled seductively.

"Ohhh that's it David, that's it," she said, as my lower body thumped rhythmically against her.

"It doesn't hurt does it Tess?"

"Ohhhh noooo David," she groaned. "Noooo, noooo, noooo."

Tess had me in such an ideal position. My sister assured me that I couldn't hurt her. She told me to release that primal part inside of me, which wanted to emerge. I had so many incestuous fantasies to indulge and give expression to - so much tension to work out with my sister. I thrust again and again while she grinned. Her breasts bounced and her facial features flinched.

"Love me brother, brother love me. Love me deep and strong," she said.

I did it again and again and again. My orgasm was building with each slippery stroke. I was relentless and repetitive like a photocopier. Each stroke brought an unintended whimper from me.

Then we lost the plot. Her legs slipped from my shoulders. Our limbs were all entwined and she almost ended up on top of me. Tess and I wrestled and screeched at each other. We were a pair of tangled bodies in a bed. We heard bed sheets strain and tear. Then she and I burst into laughter and became still.

I kissed my sister deeply on the mouth, my hard tingling cock still inside her body.

"Come on," she said, trying to catch her breath. "I'm going to dominate you now brother. I'm going to make you cum. I'm getting on top."

"No way Tess - you're my sister and I'm your brother."

I put Tess on her back. She gasped with surprise and delight.

"Asshole - oh my god!"

"Awww sister!"

"Oh my god brother!"

Tess came beneath me. Her jaw dropped, her eyes closed and she dug her fingernails into my upper arms. I winced and gave my sister my blown up dick. I ground in, bore down. I felt fluid pooling around my penis. It flowed. My sister shook herself to pieces.

There was no more waiting for me. I was all set to give it to Tess and I did with an overwhelming orgasm. Pleasure coursed and pulsed. Feeling tore in my cock and then exploded out of my firing penis. We held each other really tight and stared into each other's eyes with alarm - surely this night of fun wasn't supposed to feel this good. We looked at each with our mouths open. Semen fired and fluid flowed.

"Oh sister," I whispered when it was over.

"Oh brother," Tess replied.

Then we kissed deeply. It was the first time I ever enjoyed incest. What a revelation. My sister and I had developed a sexual connection. I finally came of age.

"I can't believe I've made it into your bed, where all your clients have been."

Tess looked at me and stroked my face for a moment.

"David, I lied to you," Tess said. "I don't sleep with any of my clients. I don't bring them back here. I lied to you David. I'm sorry. I lied because I thought it was what you wanted to hear, but I'm not a slut. I'm a woman David. I'm not just a thing you fuck hard. We're not machines. Do you understand?"

"I'm sorry Tess," I said. "I understand."

"And David, another thing - Dan didn't catch me in bed with another guy. I lied again. I caught him in bed with someone else. I broke it off. I'm sorry I lied to you. I feel really ashamed."

"No, I'm sorry Tess. I have so much to learn about you, about everything. I'm so clueless."

"Yeah, you do have heaps to learn David," Tess said. "I do think you care for me though."

"I promise I will. And yes I do care for you so much."

"Good David, I know you will. Now are you ready to go for round two?"

"God, yes Tess!"

PART TWO - BRANDI

I didn't catch up with my other sister Brandi for more than a month. She had left a few voice messages on my phone, but I didn't return her calls. My sister Tess and I were so wrapped up in each other - I was spending a lot of time at her place and we were together every night. Tess really made my incestuous dreams come true.

I finally picked up the phone and rang Brandi. She grilled me and gave me the third degree: why didn't I call her back earlier? Was I trying to avoid her? Did my silence have something to do with Tess? Did I still have the hots for her?

I told Brandi that I still had the hots for her, which was of course true. I managed to wriggle my way out of telling Brandi the truth about me and Tess. Brandi then told me to drop by her place, before she went to work, so we could catch up. She said she wanted to take me out to dinner one night as well.

Brandi was the black sheep of the family, as I said earlier. She was prone to doing outrageous things without the slightest concern for what other people thought. For instance, at age 20 she appeared nude in a trashy men's magazine, and then at age 21 acted in two gonzo porn films. She actually had sex while the camera rolled.

I went looking everywhere for those two porn films and the magazine she appeared in, but couldn't find them online or in any adult store. I searched for months, but had no luck. I actually asked Brandi if she had a copy of the magazine and the films, so I could look at them.

"Not a fucking chance bro," she said. "That shit's too hot for your eyes."

"Awww, c'mon Brandi."

"It's too hot for you," she whispered in my ear. "You should ask dad, he's seen it."

"What?"

"I gave dad a copy of the magazine and the movies as a Christmas present last year. Davy, why are you looking so shocked? Dad has a creepy incest thing going on as well."

"Wow, Brandi."

"Yeah, it adds fuel to his fire," Brandi whispered, smiling. "I even gave the old man a show - I stripped for him on his birthday."

"Oh my god Brandi!"

Having appeared nude in a magazine and doing films certainly provoked a response from family and friends. Brandi blandly announced each fresh outrage with a bored look.

Then at age 22 Brandi decided to give up the dull grind of working in an office for minimum wage. She went to work for a seedy inner city brothel and made lots of money by pleasing strange men. My wild sister drew a stunned response from the whole family, when she climbed unsteadily to her feet, with a drink in her hand, and told everybody she was now a hooker.

"I'm gonna be the best damned hooker in New York; the best in the whole fucking country!"

"Oh my god Brandi," my mother exclaimed. "What on earth are you doing?"

"Easy mother," my father said, patting my mother's arm, trying to calm her down.

"I'm just doing what I do best Davy," Brandi told me later, a glass of bourbon in one hand and a cigarette in another. "I really know how to take care of guys. I really know what guys like."

"Is it safe Brandi," I asked, concerned. "You won't get hurt, will you beautiful?"

"No Davy, I'm safe - there's heaps of onsite security. And before you start lecturing me about my chosen profession, please fucking don't."

"I won't, I promise Brandi."

"Thanks Davy."

Along the way Brandi shacked up with a few shady guys and had two kids. Brandi was so chaotic, rebellious and so single minded, but none of that bothered me as long as she was happy and safe. I was in love with Brandi.

"You never judge me Davy," she said to me once, her head on my shoulder, "even when I do the craziest things."

"Of course Brandi - I love you."

"Weirdo," she replied, grinning, punching my arm.

******

Brandi dragged on the cigarette hanging between her glossy pink lips as she ironed. The ash at the tip crumbled and fell onto the schoolgirl uniform she was trying to press.

"Goddamn it," Brandi muttered. She picked up the obscene looking uniform and shook the ash onto the floor.

I went and got the dust pan and brush from the laundry. I returned and carefully swept up the ash.

"Thanks Davy," she said.

My sister Brandi lived in a cluttered two bedroom apartment in the city with her two young children. The place resembled a warzone most of the time. There were piles of dirty dishes in the kitchen sink and pots and pans on the grubby countertop. There were children's toys strewn across the floor, along with most of their clothing. There was stuff everywhere - I'm sure someone had just opened every cupboard and drawer, pulled everything out, and just dumped it all over the apartment.

Brandi was getting ready for work and she was running late as usual. She was dressed in a tiny two piece yellow bikini, had a pair of stiletto high heels on and nothing else. Her pale skin shone from the golden sparkles I had sprayed on her beautiful body.

The whole look worked so well in combination with her long bottle blonde hair, her beautiful face and her tattoos. Her make-up looked stunning and garish. She had used her glossy pink lipstick, her golden eye shadow and some light blush. Her eyelashes looked long, thick and black.

My sister looked really sleazy. She looked slippery and greasy. She looked like she was wearing a coating of glittering cum on her gorgeous body. I had such a hard on.

"I'm going to have to go like this and I can't get the fucking creases out of this fucking thing."

"Here I'll iron it for you Brandi."

"Thanks Davy."

I checked the iron and noted the temperature was too low. I turned the iron up and then carefully pressed the short red tartan skirt and then the tight white shirt.

"So I heard a rumour," Brandi said, as she lit up another cigarette. "I heard you and Tess finally got together. I heard it's been going on for a month now."

"Where did you hear that," I asked, still trying to iron, but grinning at her.

"Never mind where I heard it Davy. Is it true?"

I looked at her. She approached me.

"Well," she demanded, blowing smoke in my face.

I coughed and lowered my eyes.

"Fuck, I knew it," Brandi said, shaking her head. "I can't believe you got Tess to agree and she's fucking you? God, it's so seedy Davy. Does anybody else know?"

"I don't know if anyone else knows - how did you find out Brandi?"

"You just told me now - nobody else knew," Brandi said, laughing.

I grew red faced. Tess made me swear I wouldn't tell anyone and Brandi got it out of me in two seconds flat with a bit of trickery.

"Please Brandi, you can't tell anyone."

"Don't worry Davy," she said, punching me in the arm. "I'll keep your dirty little secret."

"Thanks Brandi."

"Oh shit, look at the time," Brandi screamed. "I'm so late - can you still drive me Davy?"

"Yeah sure," I said, handing Brandi the school uniform as she put her long coat on.

She shoved the school uniform in a plastic bag and we left the apartment. She was running along the corridor and down the steps in her high heels, the coat wrapped around her. We were then outside the apartment blocks, racing across the footpath to my car, while cold rain pelted down.

"Quick Davy, unlock the fucking car," Brandi shrieked, stamping her feet to keep warm, pulling the coat further over her head.

I fumbled with the keys and dropped them. Brandi sighed and fumed impatiently. I got hold of the keys again and got the car unlocked. We both should have had an umbrella.

"Are the kids okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, they're fine, my friend Karen looks after them when I go to work," Brandi said, once we were both inside the car.

We drove in silence for a few blocks. The windscreen was foggy and I had trouble seeing. The rain was assaulting the car. It bounced and ran in streams down the misty glass. I was suddenly aware of my sister - there was an awkward silence and an awkward bulge in my pants.

"So bro," Brandi said, turning to me, "How's Tess in bed?"

"Brandi."

"C'mon, I know you want to tell me Davy."

"It's really nice Brandi."

"Really nice? Oh my fucking god David, seriously? It's really nice?"

"Okay, it's incredible," I said, grinning. "Tess is incredible."

"That's better. And does she suck your cock Davy. Does your big sister go down on you, hmmm?"

"Yes she does."

"And you love it, don't you Davy."

'Yeah Brandi - I love it."

"Yeah, I bet you do," Brandi said as she jerked open my car ashtray, aggressively mashed out the wet looking cigarette she was smoking and slammed the ashtray closed. She sat back hard against the seat and crossed her arms.

I turned and looked at Brandi when we came to a stop at an intersection. She turned and looked at me. Her long blonde hair was damp and her blue eyes were watchful in the dark car.

"Are you really in love with Tess?"

"Yeah Brandi, I am."

"I always lose out to Tess," Brandi whispered, looking away. "Never mind, never mind."

"Brandi, I..."

"Don't man - let's just drop it. I'm sorry I brought it up."

We arrived at the brothel. Brandi coughed as we sat there in the dark. She was running so late, but she wouldn't get out and I didn't want her to get out either.

"Do you want to come inside Davy," my sister asked - her eyes on me. She looked beautiful, but hard. She looked almost reptilian in the cool watery light.

"Do you mean?"

"I don't mean anything," she whispered, reaching out and flicking my damp hair out of my eye with her finger. "You can watch me if you want Davy. You can come in and I'll leave you in a place where you can watch me with them. You'll be able to see everything I do to them and everything they do to me."

I gasped. I looked at Brandi's greasy soft lips. She parted them. Her coat had fallen open and I could see her glittering skin. My sister looked pale and sticky.

"C'mon Davy, come and watch me. I'm really good at it. I can make a man go crazy."

"I'd love to Brandi, but Tess is waiting for me and..."

"C'mon Davy," she said. "I know you want to."

'Oh Brandi, I really do want to, but..."

"You think Tess is experienced, do you? You think Tess is promiscuous, do you? I have sex day in and day out, week after week, month after month, and year after year. I've done it with thousands of guys Davy."

"Yeah, I know Brandi," I said, nodding my head furiously, leaning across at her.

"And that's what you like, isn't it bro? You like gluggy creepy incest and like your sisters dirty, don't you?"

"Yeah Brandi, that's what I like," I said.

"Well get this man - I'm dirtier than Tess will ever be and I'm your fucking sister to boot."

I sat there with an enormous erection. Suddenly my phone rang. I looked down at it and saw Tess's number as it flashed on the screen. I looked back at Brandi.

'Suit yourself Davy - it's your loss buddy."

"Brandy."

"No, fuck off."

Brandi grabbed her bags and opened the car door.

"Tess isn't the only one who gives great head Davy," Brandi said, as she got out of my car. She slammed the car door closed and ran up the brothel steps in the rain. Then she was inside the building and gone from my sight.

What should I do? I had ignored Tess's phone call. The ring tone just abruptly ended and I sat there in a stunned silence, in the dark car park of a brothel, while the freezing rain poured all around me. What should I do?

I loved and wanted Tess and I loved and wanted Brandi as well. I could ignite my car, drive away, go to Tess and make love to her all night. I could do that and just knock myself out. Or, I could get out of the car and enter the sleazy brothel and search for Brandi. I wanted to watch my sister with some John. I also wanted to go in and buy Brandi for one hour. I had the money in my wallet.

I sat there immobile in my car. Could I really do that: just walk in and buy my sister for one hour? How could I claim to love Brandi and yet do something like that? I couldn't help it though: it's what I wanted. What on earth was wrong with me?

I still sat in my car, in the brothel car park, ten minutes later when a light flashed. I turned and looked as a dark figure ran from the open door of the brothel across to my car - it was Brandi. She opened the car door, climbed in and pulled the door closed.

I looked at her hopelessly for a moment.

"Are you coming in David?"

"Yeah, Brandi."

"And you want to watch?"

I nodded - then there was a pause as she read my face for more information. She grinned.

"Do you have the money you pervert?"

"Yeah, enough for one hour," I said, allowing Brandi to pull the wallet out of my jeans.

"Only enough for one hour: do you have any more cash," she asked, counting the money and taking every dollar I had.

"I have some more in my account. I can get it Brandi."

"Good, I want all of it," she said and placed her hand right on my cock and stroked it with her thumb. "Tonight, you're going to pay up until you're all tapped out, like one of my regulars."

"What does that mean Brandi?"

"It means I'll let you watch and then I'm going to fuck you senseless Davy, just like you want. And you're going to pay and keep paying until I've got it all your money."

"Jesus Brandi," I hissed.

"C'mon, let's go inside," she said. "There's an ATM machine in there."

******

I looked into the murky bedroom through a two way mirror. Brandi led me in here, my hand in hers. She told me that the dark corridor I was sitting in and the two way mirror were for men who just liked to watch. Brandi said that guys watched her all the time when she was at work.

I was sitting there bored. I peered into the bedroom for ten minutes before anything happened. The space before my eyes was the most nondescript sort of room - it had a large plain bed, a set of bedside drawers, a couple of chairs and a television set mounted on the wall. There was a shower cubicle in the far corner and a towel rack. The walls of the room were unadorned and dull. The carpet looked stained. The room looked grimy.

Suddenly the door opened and Brandi entered with a guy in tow. He was an older swarthy looking guy in his fifties with facial hair - a thick looking married guy. I could see him staring at my sister's ass, as he followed her into the bedroom. He looked right at me briefly and I flinched - he looked horny.

He reached out for Brandi and took her hips in his hands and rubbed up against her in the dull yellowish light.

"You have a shower," Brandi said. "I'll put some porn on for us and come back in five minutes. Do you want a drink as well?"

"No baby, I just want you."

Brandi smiled and picked up the TV remote control and switched on the DVD player. There was a crackling sound, a blue screen and then an image: a woman's face appeared and she was sucking a thick red cock. Brandi looked at the guy, with her arms crossed, as he got undressed.

"You just wait till I get back dad," she said, looking down at the guys cock. "I'm gonna suck you off, just like that bitch up there is doing."

The man gasped and nodded. He opened the shower door and turned on the water. He stood there and adjusted the temperature. Brandi still stared at him. Finally he got in and my sister discreetly winked at me and then left the bedroom.

I checked out the guy. He looked out of place. He was surely married, but he looked like a horny type who occasionally threw his hard earned money away on hookers. I could tell what he thought: that he'd hit the jack pot with someone like my sister. She was the gorgeous girl he wanted to meet tonight.

Brandi came back in ten minutes later. The guy was showered and dried off. He had stretched out naked on the bed. He had a big erection. She approached him. She undid her yellow bikini top and peeled off her yellow bikini bottoms. She climbed onto the bed naked.

"Oh boy," the guy said as Brandi stretched her body out on top of him.

"Oh daddy," she said, before peppering his face with soft kisses and stroking his ears with her thumbs and fingers. He closed his eyes and grinned blissfully. "Oh my god daddy - mmm, mmm, mmm."

I was getting jealous because that asshole was getting spoilt by my beautiful sister. She nibbled his ears and turned his head from one side to the other; she kissed his thick neck and even lightly bit him. Meanwhile, she rubbed his chest and his nipples with her breasts and ground against his cock.

"Does it feel nice dad," Brandi cooed right in his ear."Tell me daddy, please daddy."

"It's fucking fantastic," he said. Then he tried to put Brandi on her back.

"No, not yet dad," she said pushing him back down on the bed. "I want to suck you first."

"God yes, do that now Gina," he said.

I concluded that Gina was the name of his daughter.

"Soon dad, I promise," Brandi whispered.

A moment later she clamped down on the guys nipple with her lips and he gasped.

I watched Brandi and I was amazed. She somehow knew what this guy wanted. She saw him and sized him up perfectly. At least, that's what I thought. She appeared to know he was a married horny type, who rarely visited a brothel. She seemed to know that he wanted a younger woman to call him daddy.

She kissed his chest and ran her hands over his ribs. The guys cock and balls were nestled softly between her glittering boobs. Then she French kissed the guys belly and I could see his legs trembled. His fingers were in her hair and he rubbed the back of her head. Her hands brushed against his thighs.

"Ohhh god, Gina please," he pleaded, looking down at his pseudo daughter.

"Soon daddy, soon," Brandi said.

She ran her lips and hands along his thick hairy thighs. She used her tongue to mark out a wet path around the guy's crotch. I swore I could see a drop of pre-cum hanging off the tip of the guy's cock.

Brandi was perched right there at the cock. She didn't have anywhere else to go. She had the base of the cock in her white sparkling fist. Her face was right there, inches from the tip. Her pseudo-father willed her on.

"C'mon Gina, c'mon," he urged with a thick soft voice. He placed his hand on Brandi's shoulder.

"Oh beg me daddy, beg me, beg me, beg me," my sister whined softly in a voice which mimicked the tone a woman made when she's getting ready to cum.

"Please, please Gina," he begged. "Please suck my cock honey."

Oh c'mon daddy. Do you want me to kiss it?"

"Please Gina, please."

"Oh okay daddy. It's such a big beautiful cock, isn't it dad."

Brandi reached across and grabbed a condom from the bedside drawer. She ripped the plastic wrapper open with her teeth. She placed the condom on the tip of the guys cock, dropped her head and unrolled the prophylactic inch by inch down the guy's dick with her lips.

"Awww my god," the guy groaned out. "My god!"

"Like that dad, hey."

"Yes, yes."

I only saw the back of Brandi's head from where I was sitting. Her light blonde hair flashed like dull platinum in the murky light. She bobbed up and down with short flourishes, twisted her head from side to side. Then she sank right down, forced herself down hard and then she rose swiftly. Her elbow and forearm moved up and down.

The guy reacted visibly in front of my eyes. His toes slowly curled and his thighs shook. He opened his legs further and Brandi went for his balls. I watched the back of her head circle round and round while the guys jaw dropped, his chest rose and fell sharply, and his hairy belly trembled. He ended up closing his eyes.

"Goddamn it," he said.

"You like it when I eat your nuts dad?"

The guy nodded and then whispered something in a foreign language.

Brandi wouldn't leave the guys balls alone. I don't know how a man could take that sort of treatment for so long. What sort of physical state would that leave a man in - having your balls licked over and over again? Would you get used to it? Would it tingle maniacally and even uncomfortably? Would your balls throb and grow really big and hard?

The guy started to sit up. He shook his head slowly, and regarded my sister through half closed eyes. The guy spoke another language again. He reached under Brandi's chin and tried to direct her lips back onto his cock. She laughed, pushed his hand away and buried her mouth deeper in his precious nuts. I watched her head as she advanced aggressively. She made the guy shudder and shake.

"Your balls belong to me dad," Brandi said, "Just like your cock does."

"Baby, I want to fuck you."

Brandi ignored him. She sucked his cock again. She was noisy. She produced a sweet crisp squeak. She murmured and made all sorts of gagging noises.

'Please stop baby, before it's too late," he said, as he gazed down at her while she made magic between his open rolling legs.

"Awwwmmmmmawwwmmm," Brandi said, with a mouthful of cock.

He finally pulled my greedy sister off his dick and tried to push her onto her back. He just couldn't take it when Brandi went to work and polished and sucked the knob over and over while her thumb worked on his balls.

"Easy dad," Brandi hissed. "Don't push me around."

"Please get on your back baby," the guy said.

"No daddy, do me from behind dog style," Brandi said, assuming the position on her hands and knees, while shaking her pale sparkling behind at him. She was choosing that position so she could face me and look directly into my eyes.

The guy got behind Brandi and had hold of her milky hip. My sister looked back over her shoulder, and grinned, as the guy fiddled about. Suddenly Brandi looked in my direction and her jaw slowly dropped and her eyes closed.

Ohhhh goddd daddy," Brandi whispered and then she laughed softly and then shook her ass. "Ohhhh godddd dadddyyy."

The guy was behind my sister, his hands on her hips. He looked stunned by his situation - he was a thick middle aged man inside a younger woman pretending to be his daughter. He and Brandi had quickly found their groove and built a powerful rhythm together. Their bodies collided and slapped hard, their breath was ragged and Brandi groaned as she looked at me.

"Oh Davy, oh Davy," she exclaimed in a high pitched mocking voice.

The guy muttered something in his own language again. He fucked Brandi real hard. Her bottle blonde hair flew and flashed about, until he leant forward and took hold of a handful and gently pulled.

"Oh gawd daddy," Brandi cooed. "Oh daddy, fuck me daddy."

He took a large hairy paw off Brandi's glittering hip and spanked her hard, while he held her hair in his other hand.

'Owwww," she exclaimed in a high pitched mock whine. "Ohhhh god daddy, spank me! Do it daddy, spank me!"

For a brief moment I didn't know whether to laugh or jerk off. I did neither. My sister still looked in my direction. She grinned at me and her eyes looked soft and half closed. She moved her lips - I think she was saying fuck me Davy, but I couldn't tell for sure.

Meanwhile the guy had decided to stop pulling my sister's hair. He spanked Brandi a couple more times and then took hold off both hips. He looked down at Brandi's behind, as it flew back to meet his forward advance. Slap, slap, slap. Then the guy looked up in the air, then to the side and back down. He closed his eyes.

Brandi's was going to make this thick older guy cum. They had only been at it for five minutes, but I'm sure that's what was going to happen.

"Oh Gina baby," he muttered. "Oh baby."

"C'mon daddy, c'mon - give it to your little girl daddy, give it to your little girl daddy."

Brandi grinned at me and I looked back. Her hair was a damp mess and she looked like she was shining with sweat. Her breasts swang as she increased the rhythm. The guy must have been desperately trying to hold onto his semen, but Brandi seemed to want to extract it from him as soon as possible. She wanted it all.

The guy whimpered at Brandi.

'C'mon daddy, c'mon daddy, c'mon daddy," Brandi rattled off mechanically.

"Awww Awww Awwww Gina. Awwww! Gina! Awwww! Awwwwww!"

"Awww c'mon daddy, Awww gawd daddy, ohhh that's it daddy."

The rhythm was broken and he controlled the pace without any regard for Brandi. My sister was forced forward again and again and her head whipped up and down. Her breath exploded from her mouth with a sweet soft sound each time his body crashed into hers. Brandi smiled and grinned at me. She had made this guy cum so powerfully.

"Ohhh daddy, ohhh gawd," she said in her mock voice.

The guy gently pushed my sister down onto the bed and collapsed on top of her. He was done after only seven minutes of sex.

Brandi kept him there in the bedroom for another five minutes. He looked rather guilty. Maybe he felt bad about screwing a hooker behind his wife's back, or maybe the incest role playing game had left him feeling ashamed.

He climbed off Brandi, declined the invitation to have a post-sex shower and then put his clothes on as quickly as he could as Brandi watched him. Then he was out the door and gone.

I sat there in that dark corridor and wondered what my fate would be. My heart was starting to thump in my chest. I waited there, occasionally looked into the drab bedroom through the two way mirror. Brandi hadn't returned.

Then I heard it. I sat there in the gloom and peered down the corridor when I heard the sound of high heels click-clacking on the hard floor. There were steps, and more steps and they were getting louder and louder. Then the door at the end of the corridor opened and Brandi strode into the space - she was naked, wearing only her high heels.

"Take your pants off man," she said, standing in front of me.

I slowly undid my jeans and pulled them and my underwear down around my knees. Brandi climbed up into my lap and reached under for my cock, while her other hand clutched my shoulder. She briefly looked at me - her face was shining with sweat, her hair was damp and stuck to her like glue, her lipstick was smeared around her mouth and her mascara had run. The gold glitter lay in dark streaks on her skin. She smelt musty. She smelt like sex.

Brandi put me right in the spot and then she wriggled her hips and slipped down. I gasped as her body descended hard and my cock entered and kept on going until I was up to my balls inside her.

"Awww fuck yeah man - that feels so fucking good man, doesn't it, hey doesn't it man."

It did feel good, it felt great. I looked at Brandi with wide eyes. She had hers closed tight.

The chair beneath us complained loudly, as Brandi rose and crashed down against me. I held her hips and watched her breasts roll. Her face was just a mask - her mouth formed a perfect oval, her eyes were closed and her head lolled up and down.

She placed her lips right against my ears. She moaned and groaned and told me to fuck her.

I stopped moving. I had a lump in my throat.

Brandi kept going for a minute more.

"Are you okay," Brandi finally asked, breathing hard, cupping my face in her hands and trying to read my eyes.

"I'm sorry Brandi, I can't do this."

"But I thought you wanted to. I thought you were dying for it."

"Yes I do, so much. I am dying for it. But I can't do it here like this. I can't."

I held Brandi in my arms and kissed her cheek and hair.

"Are you ashamed of me Davy," she asked, dropping her eyes.

"Never Brandi, I could never be ashamed of you. But I don't want you to work here anymore."

"Davy, what am I going to do? I have two kids and this is all I can do."

"There must be some other way Brandi."

She ran her fingers through my hair and regarded me.

"You promised you wouldn't look down on me for the job I do."

"I know I said it Brandi. I'm sorry. I could never look down on you. Please don't be sore at me Brandi."

"I'm not Davy."

"I promise I'm going to find a way to get you out of here Brandi. I swear I will."

"You're sweet Davy, but this is what I can do and you shouldn't make promises you can't keep," Brandi whispered, climbing off me. "C'mon, it's time for you to go."

She saw me to my car. It was still raining and we both had no umbrella. She shoved all my money into my hand.

"But I thought..."

"Oh David, are you completely stupid?"

I looked at her and she looked at me through the freezing rain. Her hair was getting wet and she was only dressed in a robe. Then we did it. I stepped up to my sister. She looked at my mouth and I looked at hers. Our lips met and we kissed softly in the pouring rain. A moment later she broke the kiss and looked at me strangely. She then turned and ran back into the brothel.

I sat there in my car - in the parking area - and looked down at my money. I was cold and wet. My chin trembled and I started to sob uncontrollably.

PART THREE - DRAMA

I called Brandi and left her a few messages. She didn't call me back. I didn't hear from Brandi for over a week. Then she rang me and spoke to me, as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

"Davy, can you come over and help me clean up this dump? I have to get my shit organised."

"Sure Brandi," I said.

I had a quick shower and dressed in some old clothes. I grabbed some cleaning rags, a mop and some cleaning fluids and drove over to Brandi's. I had to smile. My sister went through these stages when she liked to get organised. She would call me and advise me, or announce it over family dinners.

"Okay Davy, I'm getting my shit organised. Can you help?"

I would help Brandi and she would get organised. The problem was she could never keep it up. She always lost the plot again after a few weeks and her life of chaos and disorganisation would return.

Brandi's apartment was a mess, as I've mentioned earlier. Brandi and I just looked at it with fear in our eyes - a sprawling rubbish monster slowly extended outwards. I had no idea if Brandi and I could get it to comply, or destroy it. We started in the kitchen and spent a couple of hours in there.

At one stage a spider emerged from the cupboard under the kitchen sink.

"Kill the fucking thing Davy," Brandi screamed, actually standing behind me and holding my arms tight, so I couldn't get the pest spray. Then she screamed again when the spider ran after us.

I spent the whole day there at Brandi's and got most of the cleaning done. Her apartment looked so different.

I was surprised my sister and I got so much work done. She looked so cute with her blonde hair in a ponytail, dressed in a daggy grey t-shirt and a pair of khaki shorts. She had a few spots of dirt and grease on her face.

In my mind, I remembered my night at the brothel. I remembered watching Brandi with her John and I remembered my brief sexual bout with my sister. I had some trouble cleaning Brandi's place with these images in my mind. I still wanted to take the next step with my sister. I had a lot of trouble not making a move on her. Brandi for her part didn't mention my visit to the brothel, and what I saw and did there.

There was a palpable and unspoken tension between us. I caught Brandi staring at me a few times as I was cleaning her place and she noticed me looking at her with a hungry expression.

I hadn't made love to Tess for two days because she had to fly to Los Angeles for a work related emergency, so I had a hard cock while I tried to clean. Brandi wasn't making it easier for me to lose that obvious bulge in my pants. There were a few occasions when I got all wrapped up and watched Brandi's behind, while she scrubbed something on her hands and knees.

My sister and I had taken a break, when the cleaning came to an abrupt halt. We stood there in the kitchen, drank a glass of water and looked at each other.

"Davy, are we going to fuck?"

I choked on a mouthful of water from shock. My sister was so blunt. It was quintessential Brandi - straight to the point.

"I just need to know," she continued. "I'm a bit too wrapped up in you Davy and I need to fuck you, so I can get you out of my system for a while."

I couldn't say anything as I coughed violently. Finally I stopped and wiped my mouth.

"What do you say Davy," she asked, stepping up to me.

She ran her fingers through my hair and smiled at me.

"C'mon Davy, while the kids are still away."

"Yes Brandi, yes," I said.

"C'mon then, let's fuck and no running out on me like last time," she said, putting her glass of water down. She grabbed my hand.

My sister led me to her bedroom. She closed the door. Her room hadn't been cleaned yet, so she swept the piles of dirty clothes off her bed and onto the floor.

Dear reader, there's no need to explain and spell it out to you. I'm sure the way Brandi and I groaned, shrieked at each other, laughed happily, and the way our bodies slapped softly together will be enough for you. I know it was enough for the neighbours, because a few of them banged on the walls and the ceiling.

I was now with both Tess and Brandi. I was together with Tess nearly every night and dropped by to see Brandi during the day, before she had to go to work. I should have been looking for a job or writing poetry. That's what Tess thought I was doing. Instead I would kiss Tess, wish her a good day at work and then I would rush over to Brandi's and spend some time with her in bed.

It was a crazy situation and I was lying to Tess. I felt very bad about that, but I was in love with both of my sisters and I was still pretty immature I guessed. Brandi started to get demanding though: was I going to be honest and tell Tess about me and her? Was I going to break it off with Tess?

There had to come a point when Tess found out and the shit hit the fan. Why was I such a stupid person? And was there any medicine I could take for my stupidity - maybe a useful drug like common sense, honesty and courtesy?

Soon after, disaster struck.

We were all seated at the table for dinner, when the latest round of family drama erupted. My mother, my father, Tess, Brandi and I were passing plates of food from person to person when Brandi suddenly blurted out that she and I were sleeping together.

There had been a great intake of air from her audience, as Brandi dropped the bombshell in truly theatrical style. Then there was a stunned silence. Then Tess dropped a plate of roasted potatoes and they landed on the table with a crash. Then my father dropped the F word.

Tess looked across at me with the most wounded expression in her beautiful eyes. Then my mother whimpered in pain and confusion. I sat there in shock.

"What are you talking about Brandi," Tess asked, clearly reeling.

"You heard me Tess," Brandi replied, "me and Davy are together."

"I don't believe that, David wouldn't do that to me."

"Oh my god, it's more than a mother can stand," my mother said.

"Oh goddamn it Tess," Brandi exclaimed, ready to rise out of her chair. "Davy, you tell her, you tell her how it is between us."

"David, is she telling the truth?"

"Of course I am Tess.

"David, how could you do this to me," Tess said, looking in my direction. "I gave myself to you, like you wanted. I thought you loved me David."

"He loves me Tess. Davy, tell her. Tell Tess that you love me."

"Oh lord, help us - all my children are sick," my mother said, holding her head in her hands. "My children are evil."

"Easy mother," my father said, patting her arm, trying to calm my mother down.

"Davy, please," Brandi pleaded.

"We're all ruined," my mother continued. "Ruined, I say."

"David, say something," Tess whispered, tears glowing in her eyes. "Why did you go behind my back with Brandi?"

"I love you both," I finally said, with a lump in my throat. "I love you both. I've always loved you both. I need both of you to have some sort of purpose in my life, to get out of bed in the morning, to breathe freely."

"David, you can't have us both," Tess said, wiping her eyes with a tissue.

"Both of us? Goddamn it Davy," Brandi said, shaking her head slowly, looking all choked up. "Goddamn it. I've never loved a man, the way I love you - don't you fucking get it Davy! You and I are meant for each other. Tell her."

"I'm in love with both of you. I love both you and Tess."

"Then we've got a problem," Tess said, sitting back in her chair and crossing her arms. "Normally, I would kick a guy to the curb in a situation like this, but not this time. I'm not going to give him up. You turned him against me Brandi, but you're not going to win."

"Oh please Tess, just knock off the bullshit," Brandi said. "David's mine and you need to accept that Tess."

"I'm not accepting anything Brandi."

"Tess, I swear."

"I can't listen anymore," my mother said, horrified by the seedy elements of our love triangle.

My mother rose unsteadily to her feet, supported by my father.

"I'm sorry mom," I said, trying to reach out and help her.

"Don't touch me," she hissed in response - snatching her arm away before I could take it.

The three of us sat there at the dinner table as our disgusted parents deserted us. I looked at each sister in turn. Both Tess and Brandi sat there, their arms crossed, glaring silently at each other. Neither woman would budge. What on earth was I going to do?

PART FOUR - CONNECTION

In Part Four, it has been decided that the role of presenting the final part of this weird tale will be taken over by me: the all seeing and disembodied eye of God i.e. the third person narrator. David is not up to telling the story anymore. It's my turn now.

It is now four years later.

"I never thought I could achieve something like this," Brandi said softly, with tears in her eyes. "I never thought I was smart enough or good enough Tess.

"Of course you're smart enough and good enough," Tess said. "I believe in you, and David believes in you as well. Look what you've done. You're smart enough and good enough and you did it, just like you said you would."

"I love you Tess."

"I love you too Brandi. Now let me have a look at it again."

Brandi handed the university degree to Tess and Tess regarded it. Her eyes glowed with tears.

"I can't believe it Tess."

"Believe it beautiful - you've just got a degree in teaching. You're on your way."

Brandi took the degree from Tess and laid it down on the dining table. She turned back to Tess, cupped the side of her sister's face in her hand and kissed her softly on the lips. They finally broke the kiss a few minutes later. Their beautiful eyes were all lit up and they were breathing heavily.

"I couldn't have done this without your support and Davy's either."

"Well, it certainly helps when your brother's a successful author of crappy romantic comedies and second rate thrillers."

The two women laughed.

"I'm only joking. But don't tell him I told you that Brandi. It helps when you have money at your disposal. It means you can stop working you know where and just focus completely on your studies."

"I heard that Tess," a male voice called out from the distance.

"Oh, you're home are you - have you eaten," Tess called back.

"Yes, I've eaten."

"Good, so come here and have a look at Brandi's degree again."

David entered the lounge room. He kissed both Brandi and Tess.

"Congratulations again beautiful," David said, as he regarded Brandi's degree.

"Thank you so much for supporting me Davy - I couldn't have done this without you."

"Oh yes, you could have beautiful," David said.

Brandi and David kissed again - this time more passionately and for a much longer time.

"I think a celebration is in order," Tess whispered, smiling, her eyes sparkling while watching David and Brandi together.

"Yes, I'd love that," Brandi said.

"I'll play mommy tonight and put all our kids to bed. I'll be back soon. See you both in the bedroom?"

"Sure Tess," Brandi said, smiling, taking David's hand.

******

The dark heavens seemed to possess an intuitive awareness. A stream of consciousness, borne on the warm breeze, passed wordlessly through the trees outside the window and filled the bedroom with its thought. The speechless stream projected a meaningful language on the woman's warm skin.

The starlight coming through the trees made a mottled pattern on the woman. Her body was like a cosmic canvas with some parts submerged in cool grey tones, some parts colored in midnight blue, and some parts painted in soft silver. The woman's body was covered in a ghostly web of light and shadow.

The woman's brother and sister explored the woman's body, treating the cosmic canvas like an arcane map. Each silver spot on the woman's mottled body received a soft kiss and each blue and grey spot was caressed with warm hands. The woman's sister placed her lips on the woman's lower back and then she placed her lips on the woman's bottom. The woman's brother ran a finger along the ghostly web, following the trace of a faint jagged line, which ran along the woman's spine and over her right shoulder. He kissed a silver spot on the back of the woman's neck and then ran his hands along and down into the cool grey darkness below.

The woman's brother and sister asked the woman to move and she changed her position on the bed. The cosmic canvas was transformed and the map acquired a new configuration. The brother and sister looked down at the new web and once again explored the woman with their lips and hands. The woman's brother placed his lips on the woman's left shoulder and slid the tip of his index finger down a piece of the web running along her side and across her back. The woman's sister kissed a sweep of painted silver flecks on the woman's ribs and hips.

The woman cried softly as her brother and sister made love to her body. Then she sighed and giggled. Then she cried again.

"Turn over Brandi," Tess whispered.

Brandi complied and lay back again. A brand new map swam upon her bare skin and then settled into a new design as she became still.

"Close your eyes beautiful," David whispered.

Brandi did and her brother kissed the tears from her cheeks, while he ran his hand straight through the midnight blue and into the cool grey pool beneath Brandi's shoulder and along her side. Tess kissed all the bright splashes on her sister's breasts, sucking softly on Brandi's nipples, while Brandi nursed her and stroked Tess with her fingers.

The silver shone on Brandi's lips. It glowed on the side of her face. David looked down and silently descended, running his hand across his sister's face. He stroked his sister's ear lobe. His lips touched hers. Brandi gasped and kissed him back.

Brandi was beginning to twist from side to side.

"Oh my god guys, I can't take it anymore," she whispered. Then she gasped again.

Soft laughter was the only response Brandi received. Then she received more kisses.

"Brandi darling, move back just a touch," Tess whispered later. "That's it, just a touch more honey. Yes, that's it - perfect."

David and Tess looked at each other and grinned. A silver spot glowed in the perfect position on Brandi's body.

"Now Brandi, open your legs nice and wide," Tess continued. "Good girl. Oh my god, that's perfect."

A silver spot gleamed in Brandi's most intimate place. Tess stretched out, she dropped her head.

"Oh my god Tess," Brandi whispered. Then she gasped.

David took Brandi's upper body in his arms and kissed a long silver thread which ran along her neck and dissipated in a shallow pool of blue behind her ear. He kissed her throat and he kissed her shoulders. He kissed her chest and then he kissed her nipples. He made love to his sister's upper body, while Tess weaved her magic between Brandi's trembling thighs.

"Oh my God Davy," Brandi whispered. "She's doing that thing again. Oh my God Tess. You know that drives me crazy when you do that."

"That's why I do it beautiful - because it drives you crazy."

Tess dropped her head again and did The Thing. Brandi sighed deep and long. She stretched her body and curled her toes. She looked at her brother, her eyes growing excited. David kissed her lips and their tongues played together.

"What's she doing Brandi?"

"Oh Davy, she does this thing with her tongue, that's just. Oh god Tess, I'm gonna cum if you keep that up. Oh my God Tess."

"I think I want a taste of Brandi," David whispered.

"Not a chance David," Tess said quickly and then went back down.

David shrugged and placed his lips on the mottling which spread across Brandi's shaking tummy. He pushed the tip of his tongue into her belly button. He could feel his sister's body growing taut as Tess's magic and his tender touch drenched Brandi in a warm ocean of feeling. She started crying again.

"Oh my God, you guys. Oh Tess, oh girl."

"I could make love to you all night Brandi - from morning to night."

"Awww God Tess - I love you. I want to marry you girl."

David lay down on his side to watch Brandi. He ran his flat hand along the midnight blue surfaces. He smiled as Brandi's posture grew tight and her facial expression grew urgent. All of his sister's limbs were hard. Tess had to grab hold of Brandi to keep her sister down on the bed and to continue to devour her at the sticking point.

"Oh Davy, I think I'm going to cum," Brandi whispered urgently, staring at her brother.

"You only think beautiful," David whispered. "I definitely know you're going to cum." He had a big grin on his face.

"Oh Christ Tess, oww, oww, oww. Yes, right there Tess. Ohhh God Tess."

Brandi looked down at her sister with wide eyes, flared nostrils and an open mouth. All the muscles in Brandi's body were tightly clenched and her belly and thighs were shivering as if she were freezing. She lifted her hips slightly, but Tess held her down again.

"Tess. Tess. Tess. Oh my God Tess."

David laughed softly. Tess was still doing The Thing. Brandi was scared she was going to wake up the kids.

"Awwww Tess," Brandi whispered, staring down at her sister between her legs.

Brandi placed her hand on the back of Tess's head. She flexed her jaw muscles, grit her teeth and closed her eyes tight one moment. Then the next moment her jaw dropped and she stared at her sister again.

"Awww God Tess, I can't take it anymore Tess! I can't take it anymore Tess!"

Tess had no intention of stopping, and Brandi had to take more. She had to take much more. Then she really couldn't take it anymore.

Brandi began to shake and she just couldn't stop shaking. She was a shaking immobile thing; just a jittery irrational moaning thing. Her whole body from her curling toes to her tingling scalp were affected and beyond her conscious control. Brandi closed her eyes tight, rolled and ground her head back into the pillow and dropped her jaw.

Her sister just wouldn't let Brandi off the hook. The orgasms multiplied, stretching on and on. Brandi's groans grew louder and louder until the sound carried through the closed bedroom door, down the corridor and up the stairs. Thankfully the children were all sound asleep and heard nothing. Then it was over and Brandi pulled Tess up from between her open thighs, over her body and kissed her mouth deeply.

"Oh my God Tess," Brandi exclaimed, trying to catch her breath. "I love you. I love it Tess. Oh my God!"

Tess lay on top of Brandi and held her as Brandi broke out into laughter and still shook tenderly.

"C'mon, it's not over. I want to see you and David together."

"Oh Tess, I'm so emotional. Give me a second and I'll do it with Davy."

"Of course beautiful."

He was more than ready for her. He invited her into his open arms, into his hard lap. He felt her warm breath on his face as she rose above him. She looked down at him.

"Goddess," he whispered up at her.

She smiled at him.

She was the divine element in his all his wet dreams. They both were. They always were.

For a moment he thought she was a pale apparition carved from glowing marble. He stroked her champagne colored hair and adored her intense facial features with tentative fingers and tender eyes.

She cupped his face in her hands and kissed him as she dropped down in his lap. He felt her warm skin. She was so soft. He was so hard. The two of them gasped and then she grew silent and still, pressed tight against him like a sleeping child, her arms around him and her head on his shoulder.

Tess laughed at her brother and sister. They were hopelessly in love. Every touch spoke volumes. David just loved being inside Brandi, and Brandi just loved having David inside her. Watching David and Brandi love each other was a breathtaking experience - it always made Tess horny.

The two of them barely moved and rarely spoke. The conversation they were having took place on another plane, where words just didn't say enough. The way David kissed his sister's lips explained the way he felt about her. The way she ran her hands over his face described the way she adored him.

They could make Tess cry sometimes, the way they loved each other. Tonight she felt that way and her eyes began to glow as she watched them. The two of them just gazed at each other without uttering a word. The two of them kissed softly.

She was a grown woman, but he held her like she was a helpless infant. It was an illusion. Brandi was far from helpless in her brother's arms. She only need flex and roll her lower body against him and she would make him gasp, make him kiss her urgently and grab her tight. Tess just loved the way Brandi could do that to David.

Both women could work their brother into a mad frenzy if they wanted to. His love was all mixed up with his desire for his two sisters. Brandi knew how to love him all hard and rough. She could make him go crazy. Tess could as well. David just loved it when his women dominated him in bed. He enjoyed it when Brandi or Tess got on top of him and really let him have it.

"I love you Brandi."

"I love you too Davy."

Tess smiled - there's was no need to say it. Words were just icing on the cake.

"Come here Tess," Brandi whispered, looking at her sister.

Tess shook her head and wiped the tears from her eyes.

"C'mon beautiful - I want to kiss you."

"No Brandi," Tess whispered, "later, my darlings. I promise."

Tess could sense that the softness between her brother and sister was going to come to an end. They had touched each other with such care, and their intimacy had made Tess cry. Brandi and David, however, were getting excited and Tess could tell. She knew these two people inside out. She knew everything about them.

Tess felt in a very intuitive way that Brandi's desire for David was becoming very visceral. Tess was sure that Brandi was going to push her brother onto his back and express her love for him in a very sinewy and unconscious sort of way. Tess was watching her brother as well. He was aroused. His need for Brandi was a sticky sweet tactile sort of thing. He and Brandi were kissing each other more passionately and their hands were determined.

Tess loved working up a sweat with David, but she didn't mind being a voyeur at times as well.

"Oh God David, " Brandi whispered.

Their magic evolved in front of Tess. Their demeanor changed and they entered into the next phase of their ritual. Brandi changed character so quickly. She was like a chameleon in bed.

"Pass me a hair tie Tess."

"Here, Brandi honey."

"Ta."

Brandi tied her hair into a champagne colored pony tail.

Brandi grabbed David's shoulders. Tess grinned. Brandi was taking charge of the situation in typically aggressive style. Tess loved it when her sister did that.

"Back down on the bed please Davy," Brandi whispered, pushing her kid brother onto his back.

She leant over him and her breasts brushed against his face. He desperately lunged at her nipples and briefly took one between his lips. She clutched his wrists in her tight grip. He decided to struggle. He twisted and pushed beneath her. The two of them broke into laughter. They puffed and panted. He wasn't getting anywhere.

Brandi looked physically strong - a result of endless hours in the gym. David looked soft and weak - far too intellectual and literary for his own good. Brandi held him down - pinning his arms to the bed and keeping his lower body stationary with her strong hips. He was still inside her and he was so hard. It was enough to make a man like him cum, but he managed not to.

"Don't you dare David," Tess whispered.

"I won't, I won't. It's not that easy to make me cum."

"Yeah, it is David," Tess whispered, breaking into soft laughter

"Are you going to give in Davy or are we really going to get into it."

"God Brandi," he whispered. "Let me get on top just once."

"No Davy. Now don't move bro or I'll tie you down like last time. I swear I will."

"Tie him down Brandi - teach him a lesson."

"No Brandi," he whispered, smiling. "I'll be good. I promise."

"You better be bro," Brandi whispered. "I'm in charge, when I'm on top."

"But you're always on top," he whispered.

"Damned right I am."

The two women laughed and David gasped. He loved it. He loved Brandi. All of his complaints were half-hearted. The two women just ignored his weak objections. It was just a part of their mating-game. Brandi and Tess dominated David physically. That's just the way it was when they were in bed together.

Tess loved watching Brandi when she was on top of their brother. She was always on top of David, when they made love, just as David said. Brandi just couldn't help herself - she was constantly trying to get David out of her system and she always reached a point when she had to dominate her brother. She didn't really have a choice, as she tried to explain to Tess on one occasion.

Brandi was such a physical person. No wonder she wanted to teach high school gym. It was the perfect sort of job for her.

Brandi's body looked hard, lean and solid - she rippled as she moved back and forth. Tess ran her eyes over her sister's beautiful tattoos. Long colorful images ran down her long limbs and along her back and sides. Her pony tail flashed from side to side in the dark bedroom.

"God, sometimes I wish I was born with a dick," Tess whispered. "You turn me on Brandi."

"I'd ride you like a Kentucky Derby winner, if you had one Tess," Brandi whispered back. "Ride you all night girl."

Brandi sat up, releasing David's wrists. He took hold of her hips. She rose and crashed, rose and crashed. Their breath came sharp and short as Brandi descended and hammered his sensitive and trembling body.

"Oh God Brandi," David whispered urgently.

Tess and Brandi looked at each other. They grinned.

"You like that Davy?"

"Awww I love it Brandi. You always make me feel so good. You're so perfect. Awww I love you Brandi."

"Well, I'm your big sister, Brandi whispered, then she sighed and her voice trailed off. "I'm supposed to take care of you."

Tess came and stretched out beside her brother. David turned to her.

"Awww Tess - it's so good."

"Yeah, it sure is."

He lay there on his back, in the dark, gazing up at the ceiling. He was acutely aware of every sensation and he reacted to their every touch. He closed his eyes slowly. He stretched his tense body. He trembled and shivered. He sat up and was pushed down. He curled his toes. The two women were almost tormenting him with pleasure. He was lying on their rack, a victim of their exquisite torture. Their soft mocking laughter was in his ears.

A breeze swept in from the ocean, it caused the curtains to ripple and the blinds to rattle - the current caressed David's body, drying the perspiration on his skin and made goose bumps form on his belly and sides.

It was the early morning. They had been making love for hours. The starlight had slowly died as the cloud cover emerged from the eastern horizon. The bedroom was a dark and moody place.

Tess nibbled David's earlobes and his neck. She ran her hands up and down his sides. She kissed his nipples. She kissed his belly. Brandi leant forward and kissed his open mouth as she rocked back and forth on top of him - she clutched his face in her hands and devoured him. He twisted and turned this way and that.

He lay there trembling beneath the two women, his arms around them, his head back, his eyes closed, his face red, and his mouth open. Their heads turned slowly from side to side in the dark bedroom. Their heads rose and fell from place to place as they bit and kissed his body. Their pale hands and arms slipped slowly over him. He just couldn't speak - all he could do was gasp and shake.

It was always like this. His sisters made all his incestuous dreams come true. He never imagined it could be like this when he was just a young kid of 19. Tess and Brandi were his dream women. He was living a beautiful dark dream.

"Brandi, can I please get on top," David whimpered.

"Okay Davy, just this once," Brandi said firmly, recognizing that all three of them were about to enter into the weird phase of their night together.

The two women looked at each other and laughed softly. Both Brandi and Tess were ready to play some more mind games with their kid brother. All three of them loved the mind games. It led them into some dark corners. All three of them were fearless when it came to exploring each other's unconscious - it was just an extension of the physical. They wanted to touch and peer into every hidden place - know each other as deeply as possible.

All three of them knew what the mind games were about. David loved incest and the two women loved him. Tess and Brandi knew their brother hungered for incest right from the start - it had never been a secret. They were human beings who happened to adore each other and wanted to be together, like any regular human being did. But they were also family members and that carried some slippery sticky implications.

The sexual side of their relationship was an unconventional hot mess and the desire which animated their relationship, which fueled their hunger for each other, was a dark unorthodox desire. It was such a powerful motor.

Guilt, judgment and social conditioning had no part in their lives. There was only complete acceptance and the discussion of options. There was only respect for differences.

Tess and Brandi always assumed David was a soft and compliant male. But it wasn't until the three of them got together and stepped into each other's darkness that the two women found and held the real David in their warm arms. He longed to become their man-child, to be nurtured and protected. He liked to be told what to do when the three of them disappeared into the bedroom together. He liked to be smothered and cocooned. He liked to be told that he was a good boy. He liked to be spoilt, tickled and kissed.

Brandi realized that she liked to be strong. She liked to be in charge. She loved dominating her brother in the bedroom. She was his tough big sister and his protector. Making love to Brandi made David feel safe. Tess was the one who delivered the soft oozing love. She was the one who smothered him relentlessly and constantly, correcting him endlessly in her soft adoring voice. She brought the wonderful claustrophobia. He loved fucking Tess. She swallowed everything he gave her. She was a bottomless well.

It was the most unusual relationship, but it was theirs. It's what they wanted and what they had.

Brandi pulled her brother up into her arms and then lay back. He followed her and lay on top of her.

"C'mon Davy, that's a good boy," Brandi whispered.

"Oh yes, such a good boy, isn't he Brandi."

"He sure is, what a good boy."

"Awww Brandi - it feels so good."

"I know Davy, I know. Give it to your big sister, like you always do. C'mon baby brother."

David moved with urgent hard strokes. Tess ran her hands over her brothers behind and up his spine. Brandi held him tight. He was whimpering again.

Brandi grinned up at Tess. She nodded in return. Tess carefully climbed over the two lovers. She gently lay down on top of David, sandwiching him between his two sisters. Brandi and Tess whispered in his ear non-stop.

"C'mon give it to me baby bro."

"Oh, such a good boy. Yes, such a good boy. Such a beautiful boy Davy. C'mon, C'mon give it to Brandi."

It went on and on.

He came explosively, trapped deliciously between his females. At 5.21am the sounds of his sweet moans and high pitched whimpers carried through the open window and clear across the street. It was a strange wailing which woke the neighbors - then it was gone.

"I'm gonna love you till the stars fall from the sky," David told Brandi softly, as he lay in her arms afterwards.

There was brief pause and then the two women broke into sweet laughter.

"That's the biggest fucking cliché Davy," Brandi said.

"Yeah David, save that stuff for your crappy rom-com's where it belongs," Tess said.

David grew red in the face. He grinned and then scratched his head.