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 Title: I'll Show You Mine If...  Ch.  08
Summary:Rob and Kris explore their newfound sexuality.
Keywords: inc,fic
   When we'd heard the knock on the door, we both realized that we couldn't
very well hide what it was we'd been doing.  It was too late for that. 
Nervous, hell...scarred shitless even, I'd looked at Kris, that moment
passing between us when we'd made the decision to accept whatever
consequences came our way because of it.
   After that brief moment of surprised shock, which we'd both fully
expected, it was the sudden smile that came to mom's face, which we hadn't.
For a moment I know Kris and I were more confused than anything else, lying
there beneath the covers totally naked, holding hands.
   "Well, I guess I shouldn't be all that surprised," mom said closing the
door behind her as she leaned against it looking down at us.  "To be
honest, I've been expecting it, and surprised it hadn't happened before
now. I've seen it coming, even though I don't think the two of you did, so
I honestly figured it was only a matter of time." Mom then stepped over
towards the bed sitting down at the end looking at us for a moment.  "I am
going to ask you to do something for me though," she then said waiting
expectantly.
   "What?" Kris managed to ask though I heard a bit of a tremble in her
voice as she said it.  She was still nervous and more than a bit caught off
guard by mom's revelation.
   "Although I expected it, and as I said, not too terribly surprised, I
know your father will be.  So what I'm going to ask you to do, as hard and
as difficult as it might be, especially now, is to NOT tell him, not yet
anyway.  If you can, I'd rather he not learn about this until after the two
of you have moved out.  Perhaps then we can slowly warm him up to the idea.
Not only that, it will give the two of you a chance to think it through
yourselves.  You might find that in time that this won't work, though you
might also find that it will.  I think until the two of you know for sure,
one way or the other, that it's best to not yet concern or worry your
father over it.  For the moment at least, I'd ask that you keep this a
secret just between the three of us."
   Mom stood and headed back towards the door after getting our assurance
that we'd do that, keeping our newfound relationship a secret for the time
being at least.
   "We're going to go for a drive around the lake sometime after
breakfast," she informed us.  Her smile told us there was a hidden agenda
to that as well.  "There's a special place we used to go," she hinted. 
"Thought we'd go up there and spend some time together in the afternoon. 
While we are, that should at least give the two of you time to enjoy
yourselves as well.  Just make sure that any evidence," she emphasized
suggestively, "is cleaned up and taken care of by the time we return. 
Other than that, just be careful, and don't do anything stupid or foolish
either."
   We both knew what she meant by that too.  "We won't," I assured her. 
Mom smiled once again and put her hand on the door knob.
   "You're father will be up soon, breakfast is almost ready, so if you
wouldn't mind..." she said leaving off, and then stepped back out into the
hallway closing the door firmly behind her once again when she left.
   The one very strange thing about all this was, I was hard as a fucking
rock!  I am sure it was a mixture of the intensity of mom's walking in and
finding the two of us in bed together, naked as she sat talking to us,
basically giving us her blessing at least to continue to explore our
relationship.  Something I now knew I had every intention of doing. 
Holding my sister's hand, I now pulled it over towards me, placing it on my
hard stiff prick.
   "Robbie!" she squealed yanking her hand away, not in disgust certainly,
but knowing full well how aroused I was at the moment, though with mom's
reasonable warning to us, she wasn't about to go against her wishes either.
"You'll just have to wait until after they go for their own little drive,"
she said coquettishly, "But after they do...you can do with me whatever you
want!" She promised suggestively.
   Kris hurriedly dressed after that, and then slipped out of my bedroom
back into hers to change clothes and head out to help mom with the
breakfast.  I lay there, my hand once again wrapped about my own cock, more
fondling and playing with it than having the intent to make myself cum. 
There was plenty of time for that later, and I smiled knowing that we were
going to share a very erotic, very sensual day together.  I soon rolled out
of bed, dressed, and headed out into the kitchen.  I found that I was
famished, walked out, gave mom a kiss on the back of her neck which caused
her to giggle almost like a teenager herself, though she shooed me away
from her shortly after that, reminding me to behave myself.  The three of
us were still sharing secretive looks and glances when dad made his way
down for breakfast, though mom once again gave us both a couple of warning
looks in addition to those.
   I felt like a kid about to go out on his first date with the promise of
delights in store afterwards.  The moment mom and dad had driven off, I
grabbed up a large fluffy blanket after having first taken off all my
clothes.
   "What are you doing?" Kris asked curiously, seeing me suddenly naked and
holding nothing more than the blanket in my arms.
   "We're going for a short little walk...naked," I grinned at her.  "So
come on Kris, take off your clothes, mom and dad might have just left, but
I really don't want to waste a lot of precious time either!"
   Although hesitant at first, Kris ran back into her room and came out a
moment later just as naked as I was.  "This feels
really...really...naughty," she giggled once again taking my hand as we
headed outside into the warm sunshine together.
   "Yes, it does, and that's the whole point," I said grinning at her.  We
didn't walk far, the cabin well within sight as we made our way down
towards the lake, stopping just short of it in a small little swell where
wild grass grew thick, and the soft sandy beach wasn't so far away that we
couldn't run down to it, and from there into the lake for a swim if we
chose to do so.
   I spread our blanket down on the grass, and then invited Kris to lie
down beside me.  The moment she did, I rolled over on top of her, where we
simply kissed for a very long time, though my cock once again gave away my
arousal.  Even with it as stiff and hard as it was, I was in no rush to
satisfy its want, nor was Kris either.  We took delight in the simple
playfulness of the moment and of our time together, as a short time later
we stood, once again hand in hand and ran down to the lake.
   Though the water was reasonably warm from the hot sun, it still took us
both a few moments to get used to it.  Wading out until we were both waist
deep, I stood looking down at Kris's amazing breasts.  I saw a flood of
goose bumps running up and down her arms, across her chest, in particularly
where her twin, now very hard and very erect stiff nipples stood out so
invitingly.  Reaching out, I traced one of those precious little points
with my finger tip, seeing the pleasure in Kris's eyes as I did so, keeping
it light, playful but oh so very, very sensual at the same time.  She
moaned delightedly, moaning again as I brought up my second hand adding
another finger to the simple dance on and about her hard puckered areolas.
As aroused as she was, and having gotten used to the water now, her goose
bumps slowly began to fade, though her nipples remained about as hard and
firm as I'd ever seen them.
   I was surprised when Kris unexpectedly pulled away, reaching down, and
then splashed me thoroughly with water scooping it from the lake throwing
it at me.  Squealing, she turned almost immediately trying to run away.  I
chased her, quickly catching her before she could however, now grabbing her
from behind, my lips coming down to half bite her neck, hands once again
reaching around her to capture her twin full orbs imprisoning them,
scissoring her nipples between my fingers as I held her there, pressing
into her from behind.  I could feel the press of my rock hard dick against
her bare ass, just as she could of course, causing her to slowly rotate
herself back against it.  Letting go one of her breasts, I reached down,
quickly finding her slit, which even in the water was slick, allowing my
finger a quick teasing penetration of her sex before lifting it to then
tease her hard little knot.
   Kris turned back around facing me, her hand rapidly locating my stiff
prick, stroking it.  My hand, once again down between her legs, again
worming inside her, feeling her slickness, her heat as I slowly
finger-fucked her there in the water as we stood peering into one another's
eyes.
   "Come on, I want to eat you," I said looking into her depts.  Without
another word, she reached for my hand, leading me out of the water and back
up to the beach, and then on to the blanket we had warming, waiting for us
beneath the bright sunshine.
   "Robbie, I want you to do whatever you want to do to me, as often as you
want, however you want it.  I want to experience anything, and everything
with you," she told me.  "And not just here either, but after...after when
we get back, after we return to our friends and to our lives."
   I knew there was much we still needed to discuss and talk about, and we
would.  I think we both knew this was still all too new to make any long
lasting decisions about, or commitments regarding.  But it was a start,
something we'd both now come to accept as something we wanted to explore,
even if in the end, it proved to be too insurmountable an obstacle for
either one of us to overcome.  At the moment however, none of that
mattered. Only her sweet succulent lips as she lay down, so wantonly,
almost obscenely spreading herself as I stood there looking down at her.
   "I love feeling like this when I'm with you," she told me.  "I don't
know how to explain it or describe it Robbie.  Maybe it's wrong, maybe it
isn't, but whatever it is, I love this naughty, even dirty feeling I have,
I feel wicked, hot...horny, insatiable, all of those things, and I like it.
I like laying here spreading myself open, having you looking at me, seeing
me as I pull my lips a part, letting you see inside me, knowing you will
soon be thrusting your hard fucking cock so deep inside my pussy."
   "Not before I have tasted you," I interjected, now kneeling down between
her wide-spread legs, still looking at her glistening wet cunt, the
moisture certainly not from the lake as I ran my tongue up her succulent
tasting split, the sweetness of her nectar clinging to the tip of my tongue
as I flicked it against that tiny hard little nubbin, causing her to cry
out involuntarily with pleasure.
   There is simply no way to adequately describe how I felt.  I was drunk
on her cunt.  I wanted to turn cannibalistic and devour her from the inside
out.  I nipped her lips, not quite causing her pain, but enough to cause
her to squirm, thrashing beneath me wildly, wantonly, and passionately. 
Hearing her groans of pure pleasure, the way her nails dug into my back as
she soon wrapped her legs around my head, seizing me in a near vice-like
grip.  I speared my tongue into her as deeply as I could, fucking her with
my face, my fingers driving into her tight slippery tunnel.  I sucked her
clit, holding it, vibrating it, simultaneously walking two fingers inside
her against her "g" spot, once again feeling her squirm as a fresh stream
of lubrication greeted my waiting mouth.
   Hearing her scream, not in orgasm, but in pure unadulterated sensuality
and passion was like music to my ears.  Being so free out there in the
open, not knowing for sure if the sound of her screams might be heard by
someone passing by, wondering if upon hearing them if she was being
murdered, though the murder of her cunt was done tenderly and with a great
deal of enthusiastic delight.
   I lost track of the number of times that she came.  Twice she had tried
to force me away from her, struggling to get out from beneath me, but I
pinned her down, wrestling with her even, once again impaling her on my
fingers, fucking her into submission with them.  Only then would I again
dive between her legs, my lips capturing her clit once again where she held
on almost spastically, thrashing, and writhing almost in pain, yet moments
later crying out again in sheer sweet ecstasy as her female nectar poured
from her pussy like syrup from a bottle.
   "Enough!  Enough!" She finally pleaded causing me to relent.  I rolled
away from her, the smell of her cunt on my face, the taste of her still
thick on my lips and tongue as I savored it, licking myself, smelling my
fingers before licking them off.  I looked over, her eyes wild, her
expression stark in ways I had never seen her look before.  Kris had just
climaxed a countless number of times, there was no denying her
satisfaction, and though her body might have found its completion, her
spirit, mind and soul had not.  Slithering up between my legs, I felt her
hands grasp my cock, squeezing it hard, choking it fiercely.  Any other
time, it might have hurt the way she did it, but as aroused as I now was,
she could have bitten it off and I would have cried out in pleasure long
before feeling the pain.  I watched as she bared her teeth, jumped as she
nipped the soft head of my shaft, and reveled in it as she continued.
   "Yes, bite it, suck it...jack it, fuck it...all of it Kris, all of it!"
   "You're going to squirt in my face, in my mouth, on my tits, in my cunt,
on...and in...my ass," she said hotly.  "And then we're going to do it all
over again," she seriously demanded.  "I want you to cum so much that you
can't cum any more, I want to feel each and every squirt of your prick,
until there are no more squirts I can even possibly milk out of you, and
then...and then, you'll fuck me again.  Even then, with no more cum left
inside your balls, you'll fuck me again until the last tiny little drop of
your juice dribbles out of your sore stiff cock.  Maybe then Robbie, maybe
then, I'll let you rest.  But not...until then!"
   Her mouth felt like wonder as she engulfed me, drawing me more deeply
inside than she ever had before, even to the point of gagging on it, though
even then she still sucked, swallowing or so it seemed, the very head of my
prick.  Only when she had to breathe, needed to, did she relent, still
licking, still somehow sucking, jacking, holding, and kissing my prick stem
to tip and then back again.  She slapped it, made it sting.  And slapped it
again before sucking it deeply.  She nipped the head, teased the
supersensitive crown of my shaft with her tongue, nipped it, and then
slapped it again driving me delirious with pleasure.
   "Squirt it on me!  Squirt it on me!" she demanded, now jackhammering my
cock, and then slowing, her torturous tease maddening, all the while
talking to me, telling me where and how she wanted it.  She rubbed my prick
against her breasts, back and forth across her almost too tender nipples,
which I had myself ravaged only a short while ago.  "In my mouth, on my
cunt, in my ass...come on fucker, come on, squirt it, shower me, spray
me...spunk me baby, spunk your nasty, naughty, dirty little step-sister!"
   There wasn't time to warn her, I couldn't have anyway, there wasn't
time. The first massive spurt from my cock hit her on the side of her face.
I watched the streamer of cream ricochet off her cheek, hitting her ear,
then settle obscenely in her hair as she laughed wildly, deliciously.  Her
mouth suddenly coming down to surround my prick, catching the next equally
forceful shot.
   "Don't swallow!  Don't swallow!" I called out, "Let me see it, let me
see it dribble, drool out of your mouth onto your tits!" She surprised me
then standing, though more stooping really, a mouth full of cream, her
cheeks bulging as she held it inside.  She squatted over my dick, more
spurts still coming, watching them shoot up, hitting her red swollen cunt,
splattering against it.  I then watched as she opened her mouth, purposely
letting the string of thick sticky cum literally pour from her mouth,
hanging suspended in a long dangling rope back down towards my prick where
she dangled it, wrapping and swirling it about the head of my prick as she
stood above me, smearing the last of my essence against herself,
masturbating, pleasuring her hot heated cunt once again.
   True to her word, long after the last spastic climatic pleasure had left
my prick, she continued to milk it, working it, squeezing it until nothing
else came from it.  Even this she licked, sucked, hoping for more, her
hands still down between her own legs, now frigging her clit unabashedly
until the sweetness finally over took her.  She rolled away, onto her back,
her legs bent back nearly behind her neck as she slapped her cunt with more
force than I'd ever seen anyone do, screaming out...cumming, screaming out,
and then suddenly spurting.
   It was the first time I'd seen her do that, and as I would later learn,
the first time she ever had.
   I wanted to drown myself in her fluid, but I could only lay there trying
to find breath, watching her cunt gush a geyser of clear fluid high into
the air, drenching herself along with the blanket as tears rolled down her
cheeks, her hand now soothing the nubbin of her sex, fingers stroking it,
though a tiny thin streamer of liquid continued to occasionally pulse out
of her pussy like the beating of a heart.
   "Oh my God!  Oh my God!" Was all she could lay there and say...over and
over again.
   **
   We fell asleep there together for a short while, waking up, gathering
our blanket as we headed back to the cabin not wanting to overdo it and get
too bad of a sun burn though we'd risked that already.  Drained, even
somewhat exhausted, it was interesting to feel the sudden renewal of desire
manifest itself as we neared the cabin.
   "Fuck me in every room!" Kris suddenly said releasing my hand, sprinting
off.  Hindered to some extent by the blanket, I trailed behind though
reaching the back door only a minute after seeing her disappearing inside.
I stepped in, tossed the blanket off to one side, Kris was lying down on
the kitchen table, her legs bent at the knee, her pussy once again wide
spread and open as she lay there toying with herself.  "Fuck me!" she said
wantonly.  "Come over here and fuck me on the table, fuck me hard, fuck me
deep...and then take me and fuck me again, in another room!"
   I felt my previously satiated cock rise, it swelled rapidly upon seeing
her lying there the way she was.  The table was at the perfect height as I
stepped towards her, grabbing her legs and dragging her half off the edge
until the tip of my prick skewered her without any preliminaries.  Kris
cried out, "Yes!  Yes!  Fill me!  Fuck me!"
   I drove into her, impaling her with a single solid thrust, the head of
my dick pressing against her cervix as she shuddered clamping her legs
around and about my ass.  Her eyes looked glazed over as she stared up into
mine, "fuck me!" She hissed.  I fucked, held still, looking back at her. 
"Again!" I fucked in...and then out of her, once again holding still. 
"Fuck me you bastard!" she now screamed out.  "Fuck my cunt!"
   I slammed into her several times, as hard as I could.  To my surprise,
Kris suddenly scooted back and away from me, sliding and then turning to
slip off the end of the table.  She stood looking like a wild-woman, and
then sprinted up the stairs into our parent's room.  I ran after her,
chasing, reaching the room only moments after she had.  Perhaps it was the
fact it was their bed, which is why she wasn't on it.  But she had
prostrated herself over the arm of one of two large oversized chairs.
   "Fuck me," she said once again the moment I came in.  I leered at her,
stepping over, holding my prick like a spear in my hand as I did so.  I saw
her look change however as she looked back at me.  "Fuck me...in the ass!"
she then added, surprising me when I heard her say that.  "Take my ass
cherry Robbie, fuck my ass, fuck me for the very first time...in my ass!"
   I watched her as she wet her fingers, reaching around, her spit having
slickened one, which she now used to probe and slightly penetrate her tight
puckered opening with.  My prick was leaking a nice bit of lubrication as
well, which I now added, squeezing my dick producing more, and then adding
that to the lubricant she continued to use in further loosening herself up
with.  When we were both reasonably sure she was lubricated up enough to
make the attempt, I placed the head of my dick against that tight little
opening and began teasing her there.  I held it, pressing it, looking down,
watching as she slowly began to open.  I saw the head of my dick slowly
ease inside, holding still then as she accustomed herself to the unfamiliar
intrusion.  "More...give me more, push it in!  Push it in!"
   I watched the head of my dick disappear.  I stood there unmoving,
waiting for her to loosen, not wanting to hurt her, feeling her as she did.
I spit, my saliva coating a new section of my dick as I pressed once again,
another inch, holding, stopping, waiting, once again spitting.  She
loosened far quicker this time, gobbling up my dick inch by inch as I
slowly eased into her until I felt the root of my cock pressed against her
ass cheeks.  Even then I held still, her lusty harsh breath telling me she
could feel it every bit as intensely as I could.
   "Fuck my ass!" she moaned softly, almost whispering it as she said it.
"Fuck...my...tight...hot...ass!" she now stated a bit more forcefully,
wiggling herself against me as I slowly backed out, not quite popping the
head out as I did so before sliding, not yet thrusting back into her.  I
felt her intake of breath, holding it, one hand coming up to grasp her
breast, almost painfully twisting her own nipple as I eased myself back
inside her, once again the root of my shaft hilting itself, my balls heavy,
resting between her legs tickling her ass cheek.
   I slid out...and then in.  Out, and then in.
   "Faster!  Fuck me faster!  Faster!"
   We began to move together as though fucking her cunt, though her ass was
extremely tight, gripping my shaft, already threatening to yank the seed
from my balls, filling her tight little fuck tunnel with my cream.
   "Go on do it!" she said turning to look back over her shoulder.  "I want
to feel what it's like for you to shoot off inside me!  I want to feel the
lurch, the splurge of your spunk drenching my ass, come on baby...come on
Robbie, fill your sister's ass, let me feel you shooting inside me!"
   We both knew of course that she really wasn't my sister, but hearing her
say it, almost as though she really was, lent an air of pure decadence to
the already decadent act.  I couldn't have stopped myself even if I'd
wanted to, already the first spurt of climatic joy was racing up my shaft
as I drove into her as deeply as I possibly could.
   "Yes!  Yes!  I can feel it!  I can feel it!" she squealed delightedly,
clenching her ass around me, gripping me so tightly that it nearly hurt as
she clenched her ass cheeks, holding me inside her as I filled her with
delicious spurt after spurt after spurt.
   I was exhausted, spent...stepping away, limp now my cock suddenly going
flaccid more quickly than it ever had.  Leading me back downstairs into the
bathroom, Kris washed me thoroughly, taking her time to examine me, and
washing me again, though I saw nothing that repulsed me or caused me
concern.  Even so, she was still thorough, perhaps more so than need be.
   "I know you said you wanted to fuck in every room...but," I said looking
down at my now very limp dick.  "But it might take me a while." Kris
laughed at that, looking about.  I saw as her eyes lit up, she took my
toothbrush, turning around, and then turning it on.  With the bristles
facing away from her pussy, she used the back, flat side of the brush,
holding it directly against herself.  I stood before her as she sat on the
toilet seat.  She held her cunt open with one hand, her hard swollen little
clit protruding provocatively, she teased it mercilessly, even tapping it
with the still vibrating brush.
   "Twist my tits, pull on my nipples!" she all but begged me.  Now adding
a finger to her pussy as she sat there fingering herself, still guiding the
vibrating toothbrush back and forth against the glistening pink shiny
surface of her clit.
   To my surprise, I felt my prick once again begin to stiffen.  Only
inches away from her face, Kris saw it too, looking up, smiling at me.  "No
worries," she giggled.  "I knew you'd be able too!"
   Once again Kris stood up, turning around her hands reaching out to brace
herself against the sink.  Though tempted, this time I eased the head of my
now firm shaft once again at the opening of her sex and slid easily inside
her.  We fucked slowly this time, the tempo of our coupling never
increasing, never decreasing, just a slow easy going rhythm until I felt
her pleasured seizure, felt her pussy spasm, and then a sudden flood of
juice as it forced its way out and around my prick, actually dripping out
to splat down on the floor between us as she came.
   We fucked in my room, in hers, in the shed, in the laundry and storage
room, and even managed to squeeze ourselves into the pantry next to the
kitchen, deciding that room was big enough to be considered one.  I didn't
come again, though my prick remained hard enough to satisfy her, not even
sure she did either.  But it wasn't necessary for either of us at that
point, the mere coupling itself still intense, still satisfying, and oh so
pleasurable.
   Two and a half hours later, we were again dressed, packing as we'd been
asked to do, when mom and dad returned.  An hour after that, we were on the
road again, heading home.  Kris and I had taken advantage of the motor
home, slipping back into the bedroom though clothed, falling immediately
asleep there together for the ride back.  Just before drifting off, she had
once again reminded me.
   "Things won't ever be the same again between us, you know that now yes?"
   "I know," I told her softly.  "I know.  And I also know we still have a
lot to consider and to talk about, but not now...later, after we're home,
and together, after we've made love again.  Then we will, then we'll talk,
and take things from there."
   **
   Even though we'd both gone to bed early, it was still difficult getting
up and going to school on the following Monday.  Thankfully, it was only a
half day for me, and just an hour more than that for Kris.  She had for
warned me however that Susan was coming over with her after school.  We
hadn't as yet really talked, having only enough time over breakfast with
mom and dad upstairs getting ready for work.
   "After what's happened...I do need to know, how do you feel about the
things I've done with Susan and the others?" she asked.
   "What do you mean how do I feel?  I think you already know that," I said
grinning at her.  She looked at me curiously.  "So, what are you saying? 
If I...well, if we..."
   "Still mess around a little you mean?" I asked smiling, and then turned
towards her seriously.  "Listen, Kris.  What you and I now have...is
between us.  What we do, share or experience with one another is us...and
just us.  What you do with Susan, or Michelle, or whomever, is between
you...and them.  Or...all of us, if I'm included.  But I don't expect, or
want you to think that just because we've found something, that may, or may
not turn into something more, that you now have to give up, turn off, or
quit doing with your friends, unless that's something that you yourself
decide to do.  But I'm not asking you too...nor expecting you too.  That
answer your question?"
   She smiled, and then hit me.  "You're only saying that because you like
the thought of Susan, or Michelle and I going down on one another!"
   "So?  Sue me!" She might have tried hitting me again, but we heard
footsteps just then reaching the landing.  Seconds later mom walked into
the kitchen, took one look at us and smiled that exact same smile she'd
given us when she'd first walked into the room and saw the two of us in bed
together.
   "Everything still ok between you two?" she asked curiously.
   "More than," I grinned reaching over to tweak one of Kris's boobs
beneath her sweater.  She screeched out what was an attempted insult,
though she giggled instead.  "Stop that!" she said smiling.
   "Yeah, stop that!" Mom said joining in.  "At least while your father's
about...remember, you promised!"
   "Don't worry mom, I remember...and we really will behave whenever dad's
around, but..."
   "But?" Mom said looking up towards me, just as Kris was now doing.
   "Since you do know...can't promise to say the same if you're the only
one that just happens to be around!"
   "Robbie!" My mother exclaimed in feigned shock, just as Kris did.  But I
quickly grabbed my lunch and headed out the back door before either one of
them could comment any further.  I paused momentarily beneath the window
however, hearing the sounds of their laughter coming from the kitchen, and
then mom asking Kris.
   "So...how was it anyway?"
   **
   I got home around noon, headed upstairs, took a shower and came out just
in time to hear the sound of Kris pulling her car up in front of the house.
Peering out the window of my room, I saw that Susan was indeed with her. 
Moments later they came in and then busied themselves in the kitchen fixing
a snack.
   "Why are you grinning like that anyway?" Susan asked.  "You've been
grinning like that all fucking day long...what happened?  Anything you'd
care to share with me?" she said almost pleadingly.
   I had slipped downstairs and now stood just outside of the kitchen
listening.
   "You want to know why I'm smiling?" Kris asked teasingly.
   "You bitch!  You know that I do...come on, fess up, what's happened
you're not telling me about?" she pressed.
   "I finally did it."
   "Did what?"
   There was a long momentary pause.  But I could somehow still clearly see
the expression on my sister's face as she sat there.  Seconds later the
sound of Susan's voice.
   "Oh my God!  You two did it didn't you!" she said.  "Where?  At the
cabin?  You did!  You two fucked up at the cabin didn't you!  I knew it!  I
knew you would!" she said excitedly, pleased with herself apparently for
guessing that after all this time, we finally would.  "So...how was it?"
   I laughed.  I couldn't help it.  After having heard that same expression
used only earlier that morning, I burst out, laughing loud enough to be
heard.
   "Robbie?  We know you're out there...you might as well get your ass in
here!" Kris said now giggling herself.
   I walked in, Susan sitting there with her mouth open, the two of us
looking at one another grinning almost evilly.
   "So?  Either of you two going to tell me?  And don't leave anything out
either!  I want to hear ALL the juicy, dirty little details!"
   "Make you a deal Susan," I said.  "I'll tell you...everything, and I
promise not to leave a single thing out either...provided."
   "Provided what?" She asked curiously, suspiciously.
   "Provided, you lick Kris's pussy the whole entire time I'm telling you.
Then I will."
   Kris looked at me now concernedly.  "You sure?" she asked.
   "I'm sure...and besides, we already talked about it.  And besides
that...regardless of what's going on now between you and I, I still like
watching two women together!"
   "Men!" Susan spat, though she looked to be a little relieved herself.
   "Yeah, men...Robbie!" Kris added to that, then smiled, stood and looked
over towards Susan.  "Well?  You want to hear the story?  Or not?"
   I've never seen a woman move that fast before.  By the time I had joined
them downstairs in Kris's bedroom, they were already tearing one another's
clothes off.
   I waited until Kris had propped herself up in the bed, several pillows
behind her head, Susan now situated comfortably between my sister's legs,
already beginning to tickle her with her tongue as I likewise removed my
own clothing, settled down in the chair, and then quite happily began
stroking myself off as Kris watched me, and me watching the two of them.
   "So...we'd been kind of teasing one another all day, which is when I had
come up from behind her, stroking myself off...when I started to cum on
her, without her at first being aware that I was, that's when things really
got interesting..."
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