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 Title: My Playmate, My Sister Ch.  03
Summary: Sara and brother have fun on a boat trip w/ the host's wife.
Keywords: inc,fic
   Sara was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen, and more than that she
was smoking hot.  Her adorable facial features, soft blonde hair, amazing
personality and so many other attributes made her beautiful.  Her
breath-taking body, her breasts, that sexy way she walked, the way she
teased me, that's what made her hot.
   Sara had gotten back from "school" only a few weeks ago and before she
did she had been first and foremost my sister.  Now, that hadn't changed,
we still shared that same love for each other and I felt I needed to
protect her as I always had.  However, after the last two nights we had
shared together, sharing each other, things had deepened between us and we
agreed it was for the better.  Sara had always been a great sister, and we
had always been very open with each other; talking about our romantic
interests and often touching lightly upon the involved sexual activity was
rarely out of the question.  But this was a new type of openness; she was
both my sister and a fantastic lover to boot.
   I had seen Sara, or as they called her: Sara Jean Underwood, on the
cover of Playboy, her first shoot with them happening to catch my glance as
I walked through a local convenience store.  I had seen her in gallery upon
gallery of subsequent photo shoots for the magazine, completely naked and
sprawled out for me to see.  I knew it wasn't just for me and obviously so
did Playboy, because they were planning on making her Playmate of the Year
for all the success her nakedness had brought them.  But when Sara got
home, what I saw was just for me; her sexiness and the perfection that
she'd brought to the pages of the world-famous magazine was within my
grasp. Something clicked between the two of us and whether it was the way I
could not take my eyes off of her or the security and comfort she found in
being in the arms of her brother I do not know.  There is one thing I do
know now, however: I am the luckiest brother in the world.
   It isn't all so romantic; having the cute little playmate around me and
constantly recalling the feeling of being inside her and the desire to do
so again is far from that.  But can I really be blamed?  I mean, it's like
everything she does plays right into my desire for her.  From the way she
squeezes my leg as she lifts herself out of the car to the bouncy strut she
pulls off as she crossed the causeway onto the boat...  like I said, I
couldn't take my eyes off her.  As we made our way to the sailboat we'd
agreed to take a trip on when our parents interrupted what was going to be
a sex-filled week for the both of us, even the traveling outfit she wore
had me at half-mast all day long.  As I watched her checking out the boat
from top to bottom, squealing at its more luxurious features, I took her in
greedily.
   That first day she wore a pair of jean shorts that could have been
painted on.  Her cute butt taunted me as she leaned over the side rail and
looked down at the cool blue water.  If our parents and their friends
hadn't been right there I would have come up behind her and let us both
feel my hips against hers as I pinned her against the rail.  Above the
shorts was a cropped, loose and transparent top that hung over one shoulder
at an angle, displaying the soft skin of her shoulder and neck and of
course the sexy, muscular midsection that I couldn't get enough of.  Under
the top was a pink bikini, or maybe it was a bra...  either way it pushed
her breasts up just so and despite the fact that I'd held them naked and
full in my hands, I felt like I'd never seen them before hidden underneath
layers of clothing I just wanted to tear off.
   She knew it too.  Sara smiled at me with every chance she got, and even
wiggled her butt at me when she knew the others weren't looking.  A few
times, she'd catch my eye and then reach down to adjust her top, shaking
her beautiful tits in place and pushing them up further; I had to sit down
and catch my breath when she did that.  She pretty much spent the few hours
we took preparing the boat as an opportunity to drive me bat-shit crazy
over her.  By the time we finally cast off and were leaving the harbor it
was all I could do not to grab her tiny frame in my arm and drag her
downstairs to fuck her silly for all the trouble she'd put me through.
   But we finally did cast off get out to sea and things calmed down a bit.
We sat on soft, colorful cushions in the stern of the boat with the sail
billowing above us and a cool breeze brushing back the wisps of hair that
had fallen from behind Sara's ear.  Sara draped my arm over her innocently
and we chatted with the adults about everything under the sun.  When it
came to Sara's college life, I had to play it extremely cool, knowing that
she hadn't told anyone from home about her work with Playboy.  But we made
it through and chatted as the luxurious sailboat cut through the ocean
waves and out further and further until land was only a dot on the horizon.
   Sara was hands-down the hottest female under the Pacific sun that day if
you asked me, but that wasn't really a fair contest, and there was another
woman aboard giving her some competition.  See, the man my parents had been
invited aboard by was an old work friend of my dad's and his new wife.  My
dad and his friend Brian were successful partners at a law firm and had
done very well for themselves, including the women they had married.  My
parents were getting older, though still in great shape.  Brian was much
the same: a good-looking guy, with a kind disposition and salt and pepper
gray hair that, combined with the obvious wealth had brought him Julie. 
Julie seemed to be a great wife for him, loving and trustworthy, but
obviously that wasn't the only reason he'd chosen her for the long-haul.
   Julie was young, probably only in her early thirties and didn't even
look that.  She had long, wavy brown hair and freckles sprinkled all over
her body.  Brian was obviously proud of marrying her and I'd heard him
boasting about his sex-life with the gorgeous brunette to my dad on more
than one occasion - sure he was a generous guy, but as money often does to
people he was also kind of a tool.  Still, I thought 'good for him' as I
saw him not-so-innocently holding his wife against him in their place
across from me.  I might have even found myself desiring her if I didn't
have the soft skin of my sister pressed against my shirtless torso
reminding me that there really was nothing more desirable than her.  When
Brian playfully grabbed at Julie's thigh I glanced over at Sara and when
our eyes met I knew their antics were turning her on.
   Julie stood up at one point (I couldn't help but notice that she had a
great body as I saw her stretch in front of us) and invited Sara to help
her get drinks:
   "Hey girlfriend, want to help me throw some margaritas together for
everybody?"
   Sara in her usually bubbly tone responded, "Sure Julie, lead the way."
   As they headed below deck I watched both of their bikini covered asses
swish back and forth on their way to the hatch and then disappear.  When
they returned I was of course blessed with the view of their front.  Julie
was not as top-heavy as Sara, but she was just right in her own sexy way.
Sara must have caught me checking out Julie because she gave me a squinty
knowing look as she sat down and handed me the slushy drink.  We chatted
some more and Sara kept up her antics.  She scooted closer into me and
licked her lips when I looked toward her; she was unbearable.
   By the time Julie suggested that we drop anchor and go for a swim as the
sun set, I was completely stiff and struggling to position my penis so that
it didn't bare itself for anyone to see.  Sara knew of course, and even
wrapped as much of her hand around it as she could when we were the last
ones on deck before she hopped in the water.  I was going to teach her a
lesson that night for sure.
   We waded in the water, more back and forth chatter and a floating tray
of drinks between us.  Everyone was staying pretty warm in the cool water
with all of the alcohol being passed around.  Hardly anyone noticed when
Sara challenged me to a race and took off before I could say yes, heading
for the front of the boat.  I caught up to her and grabbed at her ankle,
pulling her tiny frame back and feeling it brush along me as I passed her.
   She screamed: "Cheater!" as I swam to the front of the boat and made
contact with it before she could.  I threw her a look of boastful pride as
she paddled the rest of the distance to me, defeated.  I grabbed her hand
and helped her to float next to me; she was tired from the swim.
   "That's not fair," Sara complained.
   "I'll tell you what's not fair..."
   We were concealed from the view of our parents, Julie and Brian at the
front of the boat now.  I could still hear them laughing and bantering as I
took Sara's hands and lifted them over her head to a bar in the railing. 
She held them there, lifted ever so slightly out of the water.
   "What's not fair is all of the teasing you've been doing all day and the
fact that I could do nothing about it.  That's not fair."
   She was stretched out in front of me, and her legs wrapped around me,
helping me to float there and to pull me closer to her.  So much skin...so
much of her flawless body was on display for me, and her beautiful stomach,
the subtle protrusion of her ribcage from her lifted arms...I was in
heaven.
   "What are you going to do about it bro?" she asked with raised eyebrows.
   I took both hands and planted them firmly on either side of her waist,
sending them upwards and hearing her breath out sexily in appreciation.  It
was answer enough for her and she approved further when I pushed the tip of
my cock against her mound.  Even covered in hers and my bathing suit, it
was obvious that the head was indenting lightly into her, and if it wasn't
than her involuntary gasp proved it.
   "Oh God....this is so naughty with them right over there....just like
when you..." I thrust again "Ooohh Andrew.....  just like when you fucked
me in the car last night."
   "Just like I'm going to tonight..." I told her, holding my hands over
her breasts and massaging them.
   "Mmmmh, how about right now?" she tested.
   I looked up into her eyes, searching to see whether she was serious or
not.  I mean, our little secret fuck in the car was risky in itself, but
only 30 feet away in broad daylight were four people that could catch us
and make for a very awkward sailing trip.  She looked serious.
   "I don't know about that..." I said.
   I knew we were taking too many risks, there was so much to lose and I
didn't think I could stand having Sara any way other than she was to me
now. Sara knew too but she seemed too entranced in our foreplay to give it
much thought.  It may have been risky, but her body just felt wonderful in
my greedy hands and Sara was more than loving the attention.  I kept
repeating the pressure between her pussy lips and Sara cooed a few times at
the stimulation of her thin bottoms grinding against her clit.  My resolve
was chipping away by the second...
   I heard one of the adults laugh loudly at a joke on the other side of
the boat and it caught Sara's attention.  As she looked in their direction
I promptly took advantage of her distraction and swiped at the strings
behind her neck and torso simultaneously.  Sara scoffed and tried to reach
for her suit but I was too fast.  I locked one hand around the fingers of
her left hand, holding it immutably against the rail above.  The other
pulled her top away so fast she couldn't even come close to grabbing it
back with her right hand.
   "You are ridiculous," she said looking at me sideways, but I was hardly
paying attention.
   With her hand over her head her tits hung spectacularly, glistening from
the water and high on her chest.  I could see her muscles stretching to
hold her up, from her flat tummy that disappeared into the water below all
the way up to her neck.  Dear God, I swear I'll never see a more beautiful
sight than that in my entire life.
   "Like what you see?  mmmm..." she Sighed when I took her hanging breast
into my hand and caressed it gently with the tips of my fingers.  My
fingernails grazed the skin and then I just held her breast in my hand
feeling her goose bumps against my palm with my fingers on her perky pink
nipple.  I'd never felt something so amazing before I swore to myself, and
this wasn't the first time I'd had my hands wrapped around her perfect
chest.  Sara just kept getting better and better, and I wanted to make love
to her right there with our parents and their friends so dangerously close.
   "Jesus Sara, I swear you're the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen."
   "Awww...  you're so sweet ...mmmhh...  And just think, I'm all yours..."
she whispered; she was positively glowing from my compliment.  She probably
knew how I felt before I'd said it; my cock had grown even more enormous
and hard as I continued to gently prod at her covered slit with it.  Sara
maneuvered her free hand so that her palm lay against my strong abs and
then she pushed it downward and painfully slowly.  Under the waistband of
my shorts it went...  down further...until only her thumb and forefinger
were touching the base of my hard shaft.
   I cringed; the feeling of her tiny hand on my steel hard rod was
phenomenal.  I brought my head down to her chest, holding one of her soft
breasts up and taking her nipple into my lips.
   "Oooh, be careful!  I'm really sensitive there." she shrieked.  I backed
off only slightly, trailing my tongue around the tiny areola before it was
circling the erect little nub.  Sara was breathing harder and it made me
happy for her to get enjoyment from my worship of her chest.  As I finally
took the whole nipple into my mouth and then sucked at it gently, Sara
wrapped around as much of my cock as she could get her hand on in one swift
motion.
   "I'm sensitive there too, ahhhh," I mocked.  As I said it Sara firmly
stroked up and down on my shaft, wrapping her palm around my head before
she returned her encircling fingers to my base once again.  We were like
teenagers; neither of us could get enough of each other fast enough as we'd
been able to display painfully little affection all day.  I kept sucking at
erect nipple, and more aggressively now.  Eventually I began pinching it
between my front teeth just enough to get her calling my name between deep
breaths:
"Andrew....  oh Andrew.....  If you keep doing that.....ughhh...  I
think I might....."
   I was still grinding the tip of my cock into the depression in her
bottoms that my efforts were making.  My tip was now just entering her,
impeded by our clothing but pleasing due to the cool water around us.  She
was making sure that I was lined up just right as she slid her hand up and
down my prodding staff.  She was really loving it and as her panting picked
up and I was stimulating both her nipples and clit I knew that I'd send her
into climax soon.  Hell a few minutes more and I would probably release a
gallon of sperm into the water between us.
   "gotta be....  OOohhhhH.....  quiet," she was trying talk herself into
keeping silent, but wasn't succeeding all that well.  Her attention to my
cock faltered but I couldn't have cared less; the gorgeous little
playmate's orgasm was all I was focused on and I felt I owed it to her
to...
   "Andrew.......  Sara!" he sounded concerned.  My dad was calling out our
names from the other side of the boat.  I hadn't even considered that they
would worry about us after swimming off and not returning.
   "Yeah Dad?" I answered, my head settled just an inch or less inside my
sister; she was still heaving and didn't stop her attempts to keep my cock
massaging her pussy.
   "Where's Sara?" He was yelling over the boat.
   "I'm here daddy!" I was honestly surprised to hear her pull it together
enough to respond.
   "What are you guys doing?  I don't want you drowning on my watch.
   "We were just...mmmh" she was still so aroused and had only slightly
come down "playing daddy...  jeez we're not kids anymore." she squeezed my
shaft as she said it.
   "Alright well come on back over we've got margaritas waiting for you!"
he had no idea.
   Sara slumped into my arms and I held us up with a hand still gripping
the boat.  She managed a few more frustrated thrusts against me before she
gave in and looked into my eyes.  They were so beautiful, even with the
disappointment in them for being held back and having been so close.  A
deep and mesmerizing combination of cool grey and lively green, they peered
into me and I was lost in her.  Sara's naked chest felt amazing against my
chest and shoulders, bringing me out of my haze.  We cuddled for a few
too-short moments while Sara accepted that I wouldn't be able to give her
what she wanted unless we wanted to be found out.
   She turned around and I helped her wrap the tiny bikini top back around
her, happily pausing to make sure the cups were supporting her breasts in
the right way.  My hands took their last chance to hold on to the pliable
flesh before tying her strings and taking back to the water.  She shot me a
glance that told me she knew exactly what I was after, and then headed off
in the direction of our parents.  Even the way she swam back, cutting
through the water like a true athlete, added to her complete and utter
prowess and perfection.
   We returned to the circle and couldn't risk even looking too longingly
at each other though we desperately wanted to, and a lot more than that. 
Nobody was the wiser, I comfortably assured myself.  We chatted until the
sun was only glowing memory beneath the horizon and then climbed back on
the deck, Sara grabbed my arm and pulled me back from the group.
   "Did you see Julie?" Her eyes were wide.
   I thought I had been caught checking out the 30-something year old
hottie, so I tried to deny it: "What...  who...  Oh her, yeah she seems
nice."
   "No silly," Sara rolled her eyes, "I know she's hot, wouldn't blame you
if you thought so.  I mean did you see the way she was looking at us?"
   "No, I have no idea what you're talking about," I told her, concerned.
   "She was staring at me pretty strangely, I think she knows what's up."
   "No way, how could she, we were quiet and it's not like we gave
ourselves away before then..."
   Just then, like clockwork, Julie popped her head around the corner.  We
were leaned over the edge of the boat inconspicuously so it didn't make me
nervous that she was seeing us together.
   "Hey guys do you want a burger or a brat?" she asked.
   We both told her what we wanted and then relaxed a bit, she was being
pretty normal for someone Sara had just suspected of knowing I'd had my
cock rubbing against my sister's pussy.
   "oh and by the way honey," she was speaking quieter now and with a grin
that spoke volumes as she said, "I think your top is inside out."
   Both Sara and I looked down simultaneously and Julie disappeared around
the corner.  It wouldn't jump out at you if you weren't looking for it, but
it was a pretty obvious.  Sara's suit was inside out and Julie had
obviously noticed it after we returned from our little disappearance, hence
the weird looks to Sara.
   "Oh god, do you think mom and dad noticed?" Sara asked with fear in her
eyes.
   "No way, we got out of the water last and they would have definitely
said something.  Julie must have seen it when we were swimming back.  Mom
and Dad were turned away from us then." I tried to comfort her but it
wasn't really working.
   "Do you think she'll tell?" Sara was only slightly less worried.
   "No she seems too cool to go making accusations like that." I retorted
   "That's true, and I swear she was trying to coax something out of me
when she told me she thought you were hot earlier."
   I smiled widely and my heart jumped when she said that.  I felt pretty
good that a beautiful woman like Julie thought I was handsome, or 'hot' as
Sara had said.
   "Oh you're unbelievable," Sara slapped my arm "I guess you can have her
for the rest of this trip then" she said as she turned away from me.
   "Oh come on Sara!" I pulled at her side but she didn't lean into me like
she usually did.  "She's got nothing on you, I can't walk around this boat
without a huge bulge in my shorts with you in that bikini.  It's torture
not being able to show you and tell you every second how attracted to you I
am!"
   She looked over her shoulder at me, pouting but clearly affected by my
compliment.  I slipped my hand around her waist and felt the band of her
bikini tickle my fingertips as they brushed over her hipbones.  My hand
rested on her tummy, only briefly with the knowledge of our shipmates only
feet away.  Sara rotated in my grasp, my fingers trailing around her as she
turned face to face with me and pushed in close.  She glanced toward the
direction of our parents, scanning to see if we were in sight of them. 
When she was satisfied nobody was watching, she stood up on her toes, the
soles of her feet stretching and her back arching to bring her to the right
height she planted a soft kiss on my lips.  She lingered for only a second
or two with her eyes looking right at the lips she'd just kissed, and then
I watched my sister walk off around the corner and sit down like nothing
had happened.
   I followed a moment later (after the bulge in my trunks had settled to a
manageable level) and sat down across from her.  The last rays of sun
skimmed over her long legs, crossed sexily and hanging down toward the
wooden deck.  I can hardly remember what we talked about now for the hour
or so we sat around eating and chatting, Sara's kiss and the many events of
the day had me swimming in my own thoughts and fantasies.  I imagined that
nobody was there, and I crossed the gap between me and my little playmate
sister, pinning her against the plush white cushions and ripping off her
clothes.
   The only thing to distract me was the delicious food...that and the way
Julie had handed it off to me.  I had been keeping an eye on her as she
fidgeted around in front of the hot grill, scratching her leg with a raised
foot here and tossing her hair around.  She may have been married but she
had not lost a hint of her youth and verve.  Her swaying about while
preparing our dinner already had me at alert, so when I saw her reach down
and obviously fluff her tits in her striped bikini I was finding myself
growing stiff already.  Then she approached me with a plate of food and
came closer than I expected; I was frozen to her.  She leaned in, handing
me the plate and lingering, bent over at the waist and setting it down on
the table beside me.  Her breasts were hanging magnificently, the freckled
brown flesh struggling against her top.  Just before she stood up she
caught my gaze and I knew that she'd seen what I was looking at.  I'd have
been mortified at being caught red-handed if the look in her eyes and upon
her lips wasn't one of subtle mischief.
   When the sun had gone all the way down, Brian showed us the beautiful
television screen that ascended from a hidden panel in the stern of the
boat behind the mini-bar.  The seats on the deck were also perfectly set up
for viewing the movie he was about to put on: some romantic comedy to
please the ladies on their first night aboard.  Brian opened up one of the
cabinets and pulled out some thick, woven blankets, tossing one each to the
couples and apologizing to Sara and I that he didn't have one for each of
us.
   "They can share honey," Julie interjected quickly, "right guys?"
   "Yeah it's no problem Mr.  Donavan, thanks!" Sara said happily and
tossed the blanket over both of us.
   "Please Sara, call me Brian, Mr.  makes me feel like my dad," Brian
joked while Sara settled down and spread the blanket out over us.
   The sun was all the way down now, and a light breeze ruffled Sara's hair
gently with her head laid upon my shoulder.  She giggled when a few strands
caught in my mouth and I spit them back out; I nudged her head to get her
back.  There was only the sound of the movie and the ocean breeze gently
clanging a jib or a hook somewhere on deck.  It was a beautiful night to be
cozied up with my secret playmate, both the most gorgeous girl I'd ever
made love to and my very own sister.
   I was still half-mast myself from all of Julie's antics and the desire
for my sister I'd been unable to act out all day.  As I worked my hand to
the inside of Sara's thigh she wasted no time in finding my hardness
through the outside of my shorts.
   "Hmmmm....." she whispered in my ear, "you really like this movie
huh...?"
   "Oh Sara...." I whispered back as Sara ran her hand over the outline of
my shaft and head.
   She then began untying my strings, and the anticipation nearly killed me
as I felt her working the laces through the holes to allow her easier
access.  When she'd finally got it she stopped once more to hold my cock
through the fabric.  All the while her efforts were concealed by the
blanket over us.  I looked around, nervous.  'God this is dangerous,' I
thought, but I was in no state to object.  By the time Sara finally decided
to free me from my fabric confines, I was so hard I thought I was going to
rip my suit.
   She traced her fingers from the bottom of my pole to the top in one,
long stroke; her fingers were barely making contact.  When she reached the
top she equally slowly encircled me with her whole hand and then pushed it
downward in one smooth stroke.  It was unbelievable, something told me I
couldn't even hope to do better myself.  Sara's nimble fingers, cooler than
my red-hot member, felt glorious holding me like they were.  I looked down
to Sara who's head was still nestled against me.  She turned and planted a
little kiss on my shoulder before looking back to the television to keep up
our pretended innocence.
   The pleasure was building and Sara began to stroke me more hastily.  I
struggled to keep a straight face in case my parents were to turn around
and look our way.  They were dozing off together; my worries about them
abated.  I then turned my gaze toward Julie and Brian.  Brian looked to be
distracted with his phone and...............Julie was staring right at us.
   Sara was pumping me quickly now, and a close observer would see the
blanket shivering atop us.  Julie was a close observer; she didn't take her
eyes off us as I neared orgasm.  I knew I should tell Sara that we were
being watched....I knew....oh God, her hand was just stroking me so
amazingly.  Sara had no idea that Julie could see her jerking her brother's
cock under the blanket, and I was too consumed with her touch to risking
jeopardizing it.  I couldn't....I couldn't let this end before Sara
finished me off.  Sara was grinning as she looked directly toward the
screen; she loved how she could feel my body flexing and relaxing and my
cock pulsing in her hand.  She wasn't the only one smiling though; Julie
across the deck was watching the two of us, grinning naughtily and ignoring
both her husband and the movie.
   She made eye contact with me and raised her eyebrows, I knew we were
had, but I could tell that Julie was far from giving us up.  She licked her
lips and stared at the two of us, brother and sister, nuzzled beneath the
blanket her husband had given us and doing something very taboo.
   I was close now.  My hand was rubbing at Sara's inner thigh more
strongly, grasping at her tight skin and brushing back and forth across her
covered mound.  Sara stroked faster, faster...up and down went her tiny
hand.  My balls ached for release and Sara pumped above them to bring it.
She grasped tighter, stimulating my sensitive head when she reached it each
time and then jerking it down with the skin clasped in her tender palms.  I
could feel it coming, seconds away now.  I looked from Sara to Julie, and
Julie could see my state as well as Sara could feel it; her mouth was
nearly opened and her eyes searched mine to see me climax.
   A few more strokes...just a few more...Sara was did not stop for a
second, stroking me for all I was worth.  I began to cum, my body first
flexed in that first second or two.  Then I felt the semen rising from
within me, jetting across me onto Sara's side.  I was only vaguely aware of
Julie's eyes upon me as I shot a second time onto my sister's abdomen and
thigh.  She was directing my cock toward her beneath the blanket, still
coaxing more of my sperm out between us.  A pump of it caught her thigh and
some of mine; still I kept coming.  The jizz was spewing onto her hand now,
and my sister jerked me a few more times before I had to grab her hand to
stop her.
   We were both sticky and covered in my load beneath the blanket, but Sara
kept her hand wrapped around my cock, holding me firmly and not letting go.
I looked back in Julie's direction; she smiled at me brightly and then
scooted closer to her husband, taking her eyes off of us and back to the
movie.  I couldn't believe how turned on I was that Julie had just watched
my sister jerk me off under a blanket like high-school lovers.  I would
have dwelled on it further, but I was spent.  It was then that I felt Sara
wiping us off beneath the blanket with a towel of some sort.  She cleaned
off our skin, and then my partially softened penis, which was an unbearable
feeling in itself.  When she finished, she folded up the cloth and wrapped
her arm around mine: a rather unassuming gesture if you forget that she'd
just caused me to cum all over her.  She took my hand in hers and passed me
the cloth.  I brought it from beneath the blanket and realized it wasn't a
towel at all, it was her bottoms.
   The thought of her tiny, naked butt and warm, wet pussy beneath the
blanket had my cock swelling again.  I edged my hand closer again to her
inner thigh, nearing her center when she pushed my hand away and whispered.
   "Uh uh uh, just hold me and watch the movie..." I pouted when she said
that and she caught the look.  "We'll pick up where we left off later, I
promise."
   That took the edge off a little, besides, having her in my arms was
promise enough that good things were to come.  She scooted close to me
under the concealing blanket.  She wrapped her spindly legs around me like
a monkey and brought my hand around to hold her.  She was warm, so warm and
yielding to my touch.
   "I love you so damn much Sara." I told her and waited for her to look me
in the eyes,
   "I know baby bro, I love you too......." she was so quiet and whispering
right into my ear now, "....and I want you to fuck me....sooo hard...  when
we're finally alone."
   I grinned from ear to ear.  I couldn't wait to do just that.  I held
Sara's lithe, slender frame against me for the remainder of the movie,
unworried about our parents as they slumbered away.  Julie looked over at
us occasionally and I saw her smile knowingly at Sara more than once.
   At some point Sara pulled on my shirt and whispered to me..."She
knows..."
   We both knew it now, and we were also much more at ease with the way she
was handling it.  She gently grasped Sara's knee on her way below deck with
her husband, wishing us goodnight.  Brian instructed that we shut the TV
off before we went below to the bedroom we'd be sharing.  Our parents
followed them down, leaving Sara and I alone up top, excitement building in
our hearts.
   When we were certain they were gone for sure, we locked eyes and just
stared.  Sara began edging closer to me and bringing her puffy, lip-gloss
frosted lips near mine.  She lingered amount before pushing in; we shared a
long, tender kiss and our tongues flitted out to teas each other.  She was
so gentle and her lips felt feather-light and warm against mine.  I ran a
hand up her slender body, massaging her as it went.  We eventually broke
the kiss and Sara settled her head into my lap.
   We talked for over an hour.  Sara shared with me her thoughts and
feelings on what posing with Playboy would bring in the coming years and I
listened attentively.  We talked about frivolous things like friends and
food, all the while my hands played over her smooth belly and caressed her
lovingly.  The tone changed when we started talking about us.
   "I really love being with you Sara..." she caught my gaze and smiled
lovingly.  Her smile was endearing and lovely.
   "Are you sure it's not these you love?" she asked, bringing my hand in
one motion up to her breast and sliding it immediately under the fabric of
her bikini.
   As always I was thrilled to be holding her ample breasts in my hand. 
They were warm, and her skin so incredibly soft.  Despite the feeling,
however, I gazed at her deeply to let her know how serious I was about how
happy she made me.
   "I know, I'm only kidding; you make me feel so happy, and so sexy.  I
hope you won't mind coming out to California with me because I'm not doing
it without you."
   I was taken aback by the statement.  She breathed slowly then, in and
out, awaiting my reaction to what she knew had been a serious proposition.
My first thought was to protest; I couldn't just up and leave my home, let
alone to be with my Playboy playmate sister.  Within seconds however I was
coming to my senses; the beautiful creature in my arms was all I wanted. 
I'd have no trouble finding a good job anywhere I went.
   "Do you really mean that?" I asked.
   A long pause ensued in which Sara turned her head upward from its
relaxed position in my lap and cast her eyes upon mine...
   "Definitely." Her tone was one of complete certainty.  It made my heart
throb for her, and the thought of endless time and the implied wonderful
sex life we'd share had my manhood throbbing too.
   Sara stood up and glanced back over her shoulder toward me, biting her
fingernail as she did.  When she reached the entrance to the lower deck she
turned and leaned provocatively against the frame, casting her hip outward
in a way that accentuated her lean form all the more enticingly.  She aimed
a finger at me and beckoned me toward her the seated position from which
I'd been watching her eagerly.
   "Come inside with me, I think I need help turning on that big shower
down there," she suggested mischievously.
   I ambled up after her and held her hand from behind as we headed down
the stairs.  The inside of the boat was larger than I'd guessed it was, and
I was excited for what Sara and I's room would be like.  I was even more
excited as I watched Sara pull her camisole up over her shoulders and then
toss it through the doorway to our bedroom, remembering now that she'd
never put on her cum-soaked bottoms.  I only got to peer through the
opening a second before Sara tugged my hand and pulled me close to her.
   I took hold of her in my hands, large and strong in contrast to her
tiny, graceful body.  She arched her back into me, pressing our hips
together and we kissed there in the hallway.  We kissed deeply, making up
for all the lost time.  My hands roamed, her hands roamed, and our need was
more apparent with each twirl of tongue against tongue.  Once again, my
sister was in my arms, clothed only in that alluring little bikini and
dying for me to take it off her.
   There in the hallway we kissed and touched and pressed against each
other, mimicking what we truly wanted.  Sara had just asked me to come with
her across the country and be with her, as much more than just brother and
sister.  I couldn't think of a place I'd rather be.  Yet, just then I was
getting exactly what I desired as well: every bit of Sara I could get my
hands on.
   We continued our foreplay and rolled shoulder over shoulder toward the
bathroom door.  Sara would push me off of her and pin me against the wall
and then I'd do the same.  All the while we stayed locked at then lips and
hips, save the short gasps that escaped Sara's mouth when I connected with
a particularly sensitive patch of skin or the whispered
   "mmmmh, I love you"s and "oh goddd"s when I touched her just right.
   We were so caught up in each other we barely noticed door to Julie and
Brian's bedroom slightly ajar.  So, when both of us heard a moan from the
room nearby that clearly hadn't come from Sara, we stood frozen there
together with Sara's warm breath brushing my cheek.
   Slowly we turned our heads toward the door; phew, it wasn't coming from
our parents' room.  We inched closer to the opened door, close enough that
with my arms wrapped around her I could see over her head the source of the
sound we'd heard.  I had not been wrong when I'd imagined Julie would be a
knockout naked.
   Sara must have agreed too because she gripped tightly at my arms as we
watched the scene unfolding before us.  Julie's husband lay back on the bed
with his legs hanging over the edge of the bed, bent at the knees.  Julie
held fast to them and was turned around toward us, her breasts swaying as
she lifted the sweet behind of hers and dropped it down sharply into
Brian's lap.  She was tanned and toned, though not quite what I was used to
with my sister.  She was a bit...  fuller, in places but it definitely
worked to her advantage.
   All the comparing reminded me who I held in my arms and I looked down at
her, fidgeting in my arms.
   "Like what you see?" I whispered, a line she'd used on me so many times
before.  She directed one of my hands downward and I knew what she wanted.
   "Mmm hmm," she agreed, not even speaking as my hand landed over her
uncovered slit, emanating the warmth of her arousal.
   I began to pressure her tiny clit and she sank her gorgeous behind into
me.  We stayed like that, me rubbing her and her absolutely loving it as
Julie continued to fuck her husband just beyond the door.  We were both
watching intently when Julie lifted her head towards us, the few of hair
strands that had escaped hanging down over her face as her eyes rose up and
landed on the door.
   She saw us, she definitely saw us, and Sara and I held tightly to each
other neither moving or breathing.  Her eyes met both of ours and she took
in what was obviously a completely compromising position.  She may have
suspected correctly before that my sister and I had been lovers, but with
my hand over the place no brother is supposed to go and my other cradling
one of Sara's awesome tits, there was no getting around it now.  We were
both frozen in anticipation of how she'd react.
   Her downward thrusts slowed as she took us in and then........  a smile.
Not just any smile, a huge mischievous grin that accompanied with her
renewed efforts to take her husband's cock deeper and harder only meant one
thing.  She approved.
   Sara looked back at me with nearly the same grin Julie had, and she gave
my crotch some serious attention with a quick up-down of that peach-like
butt of hers over my shaft.  I thought I was hard before that, but with
Julie being railed a few feet away and the world's hottest playmate/my
amazingly fuckable sister in my arms I think I suddenly grew another inch.
   Julie watched us for a little while, as if both of her and my sister and
I were transfixed and unable to look away.  She showed us a few tricks, at
some point rotating her hips around in a way that rippled her core and must
have felt unbelievably good to her husband.  She let out a few coos of
pleasure but something told me they were more about seeing and being seen
than Brian's remarkably average penis.  I guess money can't buy everything.
   When we heard Brian start to grunt foolishly Sara took me by the hand
and led me into the bathroom.  She turned on the water and immediately
grabbed my neck with one of her dainty hands, pulling me in for a needy
kiss.  She was turned on so obviously I could barely stifle a laugh.  She
pulled me under the water, my shirt still on.  I wrapped an arm around her
and her hands pawed haphazardly at me; she was so aroused she barely knew
what to do with herself.
   I took care of that; I lifted her and pushed her against the shower wall
aggressively.  She scratched at my back and then pried my shirt up over my
head.  Her hands pried at my stomach,
   "Ugh, I love your abs," she was running her fingers over my muscles
while arching her back to push me back a bit and see between us, "you are
really fucking strong."
   I rolled my eyes, 'women always say things like that,' I thought.  I was
flattered but compared to her, like a brilliant marble sculpture, I felt
like I was made of play-doh.
   She read my mind, "I'm not just humoring you, mmmhh, I'm soo attracted
to you," she was rubbing that naked mound against my cock now.  "No guy has
ever made me so hot like you do."
   I had to admit, she was flattering my immensely.  I hoped that she felt
the same way when I told her how gorgeous she was.  I was encouraged enough
to push her back flat against the wall and thrust along her lips, or what I
could feel of them.  I was kissing her neck furiously and she and I were
clamoring to hump each other below.  Somehow we got the water running and
it warmed quickly, dousing us and our remaining clothing.  My soaked trunks
were plastered over my stiff shaft and it made the contact between us all
the more purposeful.  Still, I wanted more; and Sara did too.  She was
fumbling around my shorts and the drawstring holding them tight to me.  I
was lost in her the long smooth skin beneath her cute chin.
   "Oh god," she was moaning and twisting from attention to her sensitive
neck, "take them off please!"
   She was still lifted off the ground, her beautiful legs wrapping me.  I
reached for my waistband and she helped me to push the shorts down.  She
hastily pulled off the last scrap of clothing, her cute little bikini top,
and cast it away; her tits jiggled unbearably and my cock jumped with
excitement.
   I forced her against the wall with an audible thud.  My cock made its
first contact with my sister's bare pussy in what felt like forever (it had
only been about 24 hrs.) my rod split her lips and I felt how incredibly
wet she was.  She gyrated against me, and with my body sandwiching her
between the wall and I could feel every muscle she used to do so.  We were
so connected in that moment.
   "Umhhhh, it's been...too long," she cooed to me as her hips rotated
rhythmically, "I've wanted you to put that big cock......mmmmgghh...  in me
all fucking day."
   I loved hearing her talk like that, and I loved the way she looked and
felt as much now as ever.  Water cascaded over our shoulders, wetting her
hair and dancing randomly down her slick body.  Her tits were smashed
against my chest, forced upward and outward while gliding against me with
her constant grinding and flexing.
   My shaft slipped again and again between her lips, I could feel my tip
catch every now and again at her clit and threatening to sink deep inside
her.  At that moment we were content to thrust desperately against each
other.  I sucked hungrily at her neck and she showered my cheeks, ear and
neck with kisses as best she could between her labored inhaling and
exhaling.  I even loved the grazing of her warm breath over my neck, the
thought of making my sister so full of lust and sensation made me all the
warmer inside.
   "Uhhhhnn unnnnhhh, you like that?" she slowed and lengthened the path of
her slippery lips on their straddling path over my cock "do you want to be
inside me, wanna fuck your little slutty sister?  I can't take this much
longer...."
   "Oh god, you have no idea," I answered her.  I knew she was grinning.
   Then suddenly from somewhere through the steam...."Then do it already,
Jesus," it was Julie's voice 'I don't think I can take it any longer
either!" We were frozen once again, held captive by the fear of being
revealed.
   Julie came into view, but I could barely see her in my peripheral while
supporting my sister against the cool tiles on the wall of the shower.  She
looked to be wearing a nightgown of some sort, small and silky by the looks
of it.  She approached me slowly from behind; Sara and I held our breath.
   Julie was just outside the shower door we had failed to close in our
haste.  I still couldn't see her face and I thought that this may have
finally been too much for her to see and accept.  I felt a hand cover
Sara's on my shoulder.  It slid in between Sara's little fingers and
caressed me as it did.  Julie was touching me from behind and I could feel
her presence heavy on my backside.  I began to exhale, not sure yet if I
should be relieved or not.
   "Oh relax, you two!  If I was going to rat you out I could have done it
any of the half dozen times you were up to something before." There was an
air of confidence and satisfaction in her voice, she was enjoying our
little secret it seemed to me.
   Sara fidgeted, reminding me that I was only an inch or so from impaling
her against the shower wall, I hadn't softened a bit and Sara's warm pussy
was still pulsing around my invading member.  She felt it too, bringing her
back to the desperation and arousal that Julie's interruption had only
temporarily quashed.
   I moved this time: a long, slow stroke that made her arch her back in
response.  Julie whispered something like "that's it, go on..." and stepped
a bit closer.  Sara was fully back in sex-mode now and surprised me when
she released her hand from its interlocking position with Julie's and she
reached out beyond me.  Her hand found Julie's shoulder and nightgown.  She
pulled, and Julie quickly stepped into the shower.  The wide coverage of
the showerhead found her nightie; it was a pale yellow number hung loosely
over her shoulders with precariously thin straps.  It was cinched under her
breasts, which were causing mounds to form through the soft fabric, topped
with pretty peaks that implied her obviously erect nipples.
   Sara and I were returning, slowly but surely, to the desperate and
rhythmic contact we'd been seeking before Julie walked in.  Sara's adorable
panting returned and she once again was splitting her engorged lips over
the shaft I so eagerly wanted to plunge inside her with.
   Julie's entwined fingers tightened their grip on my shoulder, and it
seemed to jar Sara into some new reality.  She reached out swiftly and
caught Julie's shoulder strap, sliding it off and pulling her under the
water and closer to our side.  The wide spray of the luxurious shower began
to douse Julie with water.  It was a subtle, pleasant yellow that darkened
as the water turned it from opaque to transparent in a matter of seconds.
   First her gorgeous butt showed through, sweet cleft and all as the
material began to paste itself to her skin.  I was staring intently and
hardly noticed as Sara slipped to the floor and turned to face the brunette
vixen and her transforming gown.  Sara's fingers curled around my cock as
she took another step toward Julie and came face to face with her.
   It was like some kind of stand-off of who was hotter (it was admittedly
close) or who was more daring, or god knows what those two women were
thinking.  My mind raced, and my member throbbed with Sara's hand stroking
me gently and pressing me against one soft cushion of her behind.  The
scene playing out before me was nearly too much to bear; the unfathomably
beautiful Sara, an unmatched playboy playmate vs.  a sultry, illusive
brunette trophy wife that had an obvious understanding of her own sex
appeal and how to use it just right.  I could hardly keep my eyes straight
as Sara jacked me, the pleasure and the build-up was indescribable.
   Just when I couldn't take it anymore, Sara closed the gap.  Closing her
eyes she leaned in and planted a gentle kiss on Julie's lips.  It
lingered...  and just when Sara seemed to pull back Julie returned the
favor.  She was soaked through and through in her place under the shower,
every inch of the lingerie clinging to her body and revealing its splendor
beneath.  Julie wrapped a hand behind my sister's neck, her fingernails
teasing just at her hairline where I knew her to be sensitive, and she
brought them firmly together.
   First they just held there sampling the other's lips; then Sara opened
her mouth ever so slightly.  Julie swiftly flitted her tongue against the
sliver Sara had opened for her and then Sara did the same.  They playfully
darted their tongues together and wrestled them more vigorously with each
passing second.  I hadn't thought my sister to have enjoyed the company of
a woman as she now was, but with the increased pressure and stroking of my
cock I could tell that Sara was enjoying it thoroughly.
   Once they had shared a few moments of feverish making out and both Sara
and Julie had begun touching each other gently and tentatively with their
unoccupied hands, they slowed to a stop and drew back an inch or two. 
Simultaneously, both of them smiled at each other as if shocked and pleased
by their newest taboo behavior.  That was when they also turned in tandem
to look at me, casually standing behind Sara with an arm around her side as
she stroked me and I watched them.
   I wasn't sure what was in store for me but from the look in their eyes
and the way they both glanced down at my cock, looking enormous in Sara's
dainty grasp, I knew it was something good.
   "Mmmh," Julie let out and slumped toward Sara a bit, "it looks to me
like you were about to take a bit of a thrashing from not-so-little brother
here...  don't let me stop you."
   Sara bit her lip sexily and nodded in agreement, giving me an awesome
little squeeze.  She still seemed a little overwhelmed with pleasure from
her first experience with another girl, so when she didn't act fast enough,
Julie jumped in.  She followed Sara's arm with a light touch until it came
close to where my cock was encased firmly in her grasp.
   "Can I?" she looked straight at Sara as if asking for permission.
   When Sara gave her an exasperated sigh of agreement, she slipped her
hand over and Sara let hers fall toward the floor.  Julie set her eyes on
me, waiting for me to protest.  When I didn't, she wrapped her hand around
my shaft completely and closed the gap between us.  With one hand wrapped
around my sister's taut belly, teasing toward her sweet spot, my other hand
was left free.  I quickly occupied it, placing it tenderly on Julie's hip.
   My touch encouraged her and Julie leaned forward; it was my turn to
taste the brunette's tongue against mine.  Julie showed little hesitation
with me as she had with Sara.  She simply slid into me in one quick motion
and we locked together.  First we tested only each other's lips, playing
and sensing and loving the sensation.  Then, when we felt bolder, we found
the tips of each other's tongues.  She was stroking me more intensely as we
embraced and my hands on both Sara and Julie worked harder in response.
   When Julie heard Sara moan from the pressure of my fingers on her
button, she remembered her original intent.  She ended her hand's attention
to my staff and guided it closer to Sara's cute behind.  She was leaning
against the tile and the combination of my stimulation of her clit, the
down-pouring shower, and her first experience with another woman had her
floating in her own paradise just inches away from mine.
   Whether Julie realized it or not, as she hungrily lined up my tip with
the entrance to my sister's tight tunnel, Sara was yet unaware.  Lost in
her own thoughts and pressed up against that cool, smooth shower wall, she
didn't recognize the feeling of my head making contact with her taut outer
lips.  Nor did she hear it when Julie planted another quick kiss on my lips
and said,
   "Go ahead honey,"
   I split Sara's lips apart with my first motion, and then began to slide
the length of my engorged member into the little playmate's pussy inch by
inch.  That certainly brought her to, and she craned her neck to look back
at who was causing the sudden, intense sensation she was experiencing.  As
I pressed deeper inside of her I could feel Julie's hand still guiding me
and her fingers adding to the unbelievable pleasure I felt as I buried my
shaft into my sister.
   "Oooohhhh fuckkkk......"she howled with the naughty mouth of hers.
   Julie moved around to where Sara was locked against the wall, her
breasts spreading outward from the pressure.  Sara turned to face her as
much she could with my invading cock holding her in place.  Immediately
Julie found Sara's lips with her own and began to kiss her intensely. 
While the two probed each other's mouths I finally reached the termination
of my path and savored the sensation of being completely engulfed in my
sister's tight pussy.
   Julie's hand, which had been wrapped in a ring around my rod, lowered to
allow me that final inch push into Sara.  She moved it directly to my full
balls and tenderly cupped them in her hand.  Her other hand had made its
way to Sara's opening, now pried open with her brother's cock.
   "Does that feel good Sara?" Julie asked her cutely.
   "Yesss, ohhhh .....it feels sooooo good." she mewed back.
   Once her fingers found their way to Sara's sensitive little clit, I had
had bottomed out in my sister entirely.  Every bit of my shaft was immersed
by Sara's slick, hot channel and it felt as if I could sense her breaths in
and out and the undulations of her beautiful core.  My own little playmate
cooed at the sensation of my cock seeming to expand inside of her.  She was
so tight, so unbelievably tight standing there with my cock lodged inside
her, able only to cope with the feeling and do little else.
   Julie planted a trail of soft kisses and pecks down Sara's body,
stopping for a moment at her delicious breast to caress them in a way only
another woman could.  As she made her way down, she placed a palm on my
lower abs and gently encouraged me to pull out of my sister until only the
helmet remained inside of her.  Her soft pink lips held tight to my
retreating member and pulled outward with it, desperate to keep me within.
Just as my head was about to pop from Sara's opening, she took hold of the
exposed cylinder and prevented me exiting.
   Her mouth found the connection between my sister and I and she covered
it with the expanse of her tongue.  That's when her hand, wrapped around
me, tugged at me to press into my big sister once more.  Her tongue
stimulated us both and Sara cried out as I sank into her more swiftly this
time.  In seconds I was once more deep within Sara for the second time,
ready to begin taking her fully.
   "oh fuck.....Andrew.....it's so.......  I can't.....mmmmmmm." She was
short for breath and couldn't find the words to describe how I was making
her feel.
   Julie's tongue was beginning to lap and twirl around our incestuous
junction, causing both of us to gasp from the added stimulation.  When
Julie's hand guided me back once again I was prepared, sliding out of Sara
and stopping just before I was literally out of her tunnel entirely before
parting her lips once more and plunging deep inside.
   Sara was beginning to come to, despite the extreme pleasure from the
increasing tempo of my thrusts.  When I slid backward for the fourth or
fifth time I could feel my sister's cute butt coming back to meet me.  I
kissed her neck from behind and she shivered from the tender contact.  I
opened my mouth and could taste the freshness of the water, still gliding
down her body, combined with that deliciousness of her skin I'd grown
addicted to.
   As I continued to slide in and out of my sister, spurred on by her
return thrusts, I reached down and found Julie's head with her soft locks
of hair and I took the back of her head in my hand.  I massaged lightly at
it as Julie continued lapping at my sister and I from below.  I gently
tugged at her ponytail and encouraged her to stand up next to us so I could
look her in the eye as I fucked my sister before her.
   She did as I asked and came up to meet my gaze.  Her eyes flitted down
to my cock, plunging repeatedly into Sara as I had her partially pressed
against the wall for balance.  I pulled Julie close and pressed my lips to
hers, kissing her deeply while Sara did more of the work.  As I battled
tongues with Julie and reached a hand toward her lovely cunt, my sister
gyrated her taut cheeks into me faster and the sensation of her warm folds
engulfing me independent of my efforts was near too much to bear.  I prayed
I wouldn't come too soon.
   As my cock experienced the sensation Sara was causing it my fingers
found Julie's opening and teased her wet lips.  I thumbed at her clit and
she looked into me fiercely due to my daring behavior.  I thought she might
even push me away when she reached down to my hand, but instead she pressed
my fingers inside of her.
   "Uhhhhhghh," she moaned, "I needed this."
   "Ughhh," I gasped back with another pound into Sara, "Brian
not.....mmmmph....  Getting it done?"
   She looked down at my invading cock once more, and Sara and she made eye
contact when Sara turned to hear her answer.  Her hand cupped the entrance
to Sara's pussy and she answered.
   "Certainly not like this...." Something about having Julie approve of my
rigorous fucking of my sister had my adrenaline pumping.  With one hand in
Julie's pussy I pressed two digits into her and began finger-fucking her to
the tempo of my thrusts into Sara.  My other hand cupped Sara's breast
firmly to brace myself as I fucked her about as hard as I ever had.
   "Fuccckkk...." Sara squealed, "be careful.....mghhhh....I'm fragile."
   I hardly listened, careful only not to slam her too hard against the
shower wall, which might have woken someone.  I continued to jam my cock
into Sara's squeezing sheath, bottoming out over and over and hearing her
moan and gasp for breath.  My fingers kept pace and Julie was leaning
against my sister with one of their breasts mashing against each other.
   "God, I might.....ohh.....ooh....cum already." Sara said almost worried.
   "Mmmmnhhh, you're telling me......fuck," Julie added in a breathy
phrase.
   Julie bucked against my fingers and the dropped to her knees as if to
escape the pleasure for a moment, I was sure she hadn't come just yet but
she started to minister to Sara anyway.  First her fingers wiggled over
Sara's clit and she trailed kissed to Sara's tits once more.
   I took both Sara's hips in my hands and pressed her ass cheeks hard
against my pistoning shaft.  She held fast to my wrist and put a second
hand against the wall.  Over and over I drove into her, feeling her ass
slam back toward me and clapping into my lap, apparently she wasn't THAT
fragile.
   "Ooohh.....ohhhhh.......so hard.......I think I'm gonna...."
   I wrapped an arm across her abdomen and breasts, my other hand fell
across her thin neck.  She stood upright and I continued to impale her.  I
could sense her near orgasm as her body began to shake and weaken in my
arms and I took more of her weight.  That was just fine because my cock had
her held up like a coat on a hanger.  Julie's mouth found a nipple and she
nibbled at it while her hand flew over Sara's extremely sensitive clit.
   It was the most erotic experience of my life, fucking my naked
playboy-vixen sis with reckless abandon while she was being worked over by
the beautiful adulterous brunette as both her husband and our parents
slumbered on the other side of the wall.  My fingers pawed at handfuls of
Sara's breasts and ass and I rocked in and out of her until I knew she was
at the end.
   "Ohhh ohhh, I'm gonna.....mmmmh-uhhhh.....  Fuck, I'm gonna come." she
was hardly being quiet, considering the proximity of our dozing families -
I kept plunging into her nonetheless "It's so biggg.....mmmmph....I love
you so.....uhhhh....much."
   God she was so sexy right then, I couldn't get enough of her sweet
dirty-talk or the flawless body I was currently burying my cock inside of.
Just a few more thrusts and she was there.  I could feel her pussy grip
down on me like a vice and her body convulse against both Julie and I. 
Julie kept fingering Sara's pulsing clit and I could feel her pussy wetting
with her arousal.
   She was bucking against the two of us and spastically taking my rod in
and out of her as her pussy both begged for it to be buried inside her and
for the unbearable sensitivity to stop.  She moaned, she cooed; for nearly
a minute she came, riding out her orgasm - my little champ.  She was so
sexy that I could have filled her right then with my own cum, but something
about the naughty look that Julie we giving me...  eyes peering at me, one
covered in a wisp of brown hair, while she stayed latched to my sisters
nipple...  I knew there was a little more left in store for me.
   My little playmate finally stopped her involuntary shivers and kissed
the hand I'd laid upon her shoulder.  It was a light kiss, a thank you
kiss, and I thanked her back by wrapping an arm around her tight tummy and
pulling her close.  I was still sheathed snugly inside of her and began to
withdraw; she hummed a complaint.  I gave her one final thrust when I'd
pulled halfway out and when my hips made contact for the last time she
melted in my arms.  I finally removed my cock from her entirely and she
turned around to face me, placing her back against the cold tiles and
jumping at the sensation of them against her back.  She took my chin in one
hand and pulled me close; we kissed deeply and sensually; my God she always
tasted so good.
   Meanwhile, Julie had fallen to her knees again and as Sara and I
finished with each other, our tongues darting out for the last time, I felt
Julie take my shaft in her practiced hand.  Looking down at her I saw her
beautiful body once more: breasts full and high upon her chest, pink
nipples standing at attention and her firm abdomen.  She kissed my tip and
must have intended to suck me into her warm, waiting mouth.  As good as
that would have felt, Julie had done enough work already and I knew it was
time to give her the attention she deserved.  With Sara recovering, eyes
closed and face toward the ceiling, I gently took Julie's chin in my hand
and coaxed her upward with a gentle pull.
   She came up to meet me, eyes full of wonder and lust.  She didn't know
why I'd stopped her, but soon realized that intended to tend to her and not
the other way around.  I urged her toward the high bench at one end of the
shower, where the water still reached her legs.  Sara followed her there
and sat beside her, still zoned out and inattentive.  As I sat Julie down
carefully on the edge of the seat and positioned my mouth between her taut
thighs, I took time to admire the beautiful shape that she'd managed to
stay in.  I figured her for no more than 34, but for the impeccable skin
and luscious curves she carried, she and Sara could have been roommates.
   I massaged at the skin just beside her equally firm cheeks, a spot Sara
always seemed to love when I touched.  Sure enough, Julie's dainty toes
stretched and her hands reached out to bring me closer to her immaculate
and beautiful slit.  Her inner lips just peaked out from within her mound
and I could tell just by looking at it that her pussy was going to be a
snug fit.
   I wasted little time; we were both so fired up, me from my intense sex
with my sister and Julie from watching and waiting.  I looked up at her,
waiting for permission to enter a new level of intimacy.  Her eyes looked
desperate and sensitive:
   "Mmm hmm," she hummed to me.
   I planted the tip of my tongue at the very bottom of her entrance and
wiggled it just inside a quarter of an inch.  I then dragged it up within
her pussy and to her clit, painstakingly slow.  She moaned for the entire
ten seconds it must have taken me to reach her button and then let out an
exasperated breath.  I then worked around her clit, flicking it with my
tongue while pressing my hands into every bit of flesh they could reach
from my kneeled position between her legs.
   Sara had taken to kissing slowly and sensually at Julie's neck as she
grazed her hands over Julie's breasts and midsection.  By the time that
Sara had even opened her eyes I was working a finger and my tongue into
Julie's pussy, it was getting wetter with each passing second.  She was so
tight, I couldn't even imagine that she'd had much sex despite how
attractive I, and probably any man, found her; obviously Brian hadn't won
her over with his size.
   When I detected that Julie was building toward an orgasm, I increased my
efforts and Sara, who had perceptively noticed before me had already begun
sucking all over Julie's chest and nipples.
   Julie reached a hand down and grabbed my hair in between her fingers,
running them through my short haircut and caressing my scalp.  Then, for
some reason, she stopped me.  I followed her leading hand back up to eye
level again and with her pair of pretty, large eyes, she looked deep into
mine.
   "It's so good....hmmm," she breathed out what she'd been holding in as
her orgasm first suggested itself, "If we keep going, I'm not sure I could
stop."
   There was sincerity in her voice, and though I thought she may have
really put an end to our tryst, the lips that puckered ever so slightly and
accepted my kiss so readily suggested otherwise.
   Sara was being mischievous again, and she quickly grabbed my cock in her
hand as it hung stiff between Julie and I.
   "Why would you want to?" she said seductively as she pressed my tip
against Julie's mound and ran it slowly from bottom to top as I had with my
tongue.
   Julie resolve weakened visibly, the tenseness she'd been displaying
since the first thought of being penetrated was melting away in front of
me. As my head made contact with her puffy folds, she shivered and her
hands shot out to my abs and her pussy.  She ran her fingers over the place
where my cock had touched, but didn't push me away.
   "I shouldn't....Brian," she whispered barely loud enough for us to hear.
I leaned into her and kissed her again while Sara's hand stroked my
engorged shaft; it was still slick from her own pussy.  I was in heaven -
Julie's tongue, despite her protests, was playing with mine
enthusiastically, and I could feel her body involuntarily gyrating and
pressing her mound harder against me.  Sara was, herself, pushing me deeper
and I could just barely feel my cockhead beginning to spread Julie's lips.
   "I don't think I can take that....hmmm......  Brian is nothing like it."
   Sara smiled, sensing in the beautiful brunette a weakening resistance. I
thought, if only briefly, that I might be offending my sister with my
desires for another woman, and my eyes sought hers.  Julie hadn't yet given
permission, but when Sara's eyes found mine she knew immediately what they
wanted to ask her.
   Rather than answer, she took my face in her hand and leaned in between
Julie and I.  Her perfect tits rested deliciously on my arm as I was
massaging Julie's wonderful midsection.  She kissed me, quickly and deeply,
and I immediately knew what her answer would be.
   Sara was even more impatient than I; she practically tugged on my cock
and urged me to slide forward.  I still wanted to respect Julie's wishes
despite the fact I knew almost certainly she would crack, but Sara caught
me off guard.  As we broke our kiss she urged me with a firm tug forward
enough for my helmet to slip just beyond Julie's entrance.
   Julie gasped.  I quickly pulled back and removed myself from her the
tight embrace of Julie's entrance.  My head shined with the wetness of
Julie's pussy and it looked ripe for another plunge deep into the beautiful
brunette.
   "Sara....!" I scolded.
   Sara only lifted her eyebrows and motioned for me to look at Julie to
see her reaction.  I didn't know what to expect, but I was pleasantly
surprised to find Julie's eyes closed and a look of undeniable satisfaction
on her face.  When she felt me pull back out after Sara's bold actions, she
interjected,
   "Oh God...  maybe just a little..." she cooed, "Sara, do you mind if I
ask your lover here for a little more."
   Sara grinned naughtily and leaned in to plant her answer tenderly on
Julie's lips.  I felt a bit left out for a moment, as if I were just being
passed between the two beauties, but then I remembered that my cock was at
the entrance to the young brunette and I couldn't possibly feel anything
but content.  I prodded Julie further, and she opened her eyes with Sara
breaking from her kiss.  I began to slide in, inch after inch.  Sara
watched intently, and she held my arm so she could still be a part of the
action.  I held her myself, grasping her little butt firmly in my hand so
she could still tell how much I loved her.  Even Sara was growing impatient
though, and seeing me draw out my plunge into Julie's pussy, she
interjected,
   "She just got through making love in the bedroom, I think you ought to
give her what she really wants bro,"
   I was still reeling from Sara's newfound spunk, this naughty threesome
in the shower of a crowded boat had her talking like a sex-fiend and I
liked it.  I could have turned back and fucked her again for how much she
was turning me on.  Instead, I looked back at Julie and saw that Sara had
been right:
   "You're sister has a point Andrew, ughhhh," she said as I withdrew to
start obliging her, she was almost giggling at Sara's bluntness "think you
can....  mmmmmnghh...  make me come with that.....  fuckkkk....  big cock?"
   But I had already started to try, and with my gorgeous little playmate
nuzzled into one side of my body and with my member now buried in the
beautiful woman in front of me, there was no turning back.  I started to
plunge into Julie with little of the gentleness I often afforded my sister.
I picked up the pace, and all three of us watched as my cock slipped inside
her, causing Julie to gasp, and then slipped out covered in her lubricating
fluids -- that part caused Sara to gasp.
   My little sister eventually propped herself up on the same seat as Julie
to get a better spot for the action.  Without her at my side to grasp onto
and savor her perfect body, I opted for the luscious one of Julie instead.
I grasped firmly and a bit more roughly than Julie had expected, not that
she didn't like it.  My fingers pressed into her hips, fuller and softer
than Sara's with Julie's slightly fuller build.  I loved the change-up,
however, and I was soon pounding into Julie without restraint.  It felt
glorious, her ass clapping against my thrusting hips and my shaft being
squeezed by her slippery insides.  Her tits weren't as large as Sara's, and
I looked over at Sara to see that Julie was palming her breasts and
fingering my sister in the most sensuous of ways.  Indeed, Sara's breasts
were the best I'd ever seen and I couldn't wait to get my hands back on
them, but Julie's...  they were bouncing around at my rough pounding in a
way that had me ready to spray inside her.
   I wondered if Julie would have it however, and looking at both women I
would have been equally happy to fill either one.  But it was coming
quickly, Julie's taut sheath was assuring that, and so was the unbelievably
sexual girl-on-girl action unfolding before me.  I might have been only and
afterthought to Julie had I not been fucking her so hard.
   "Ohhhh.......my......  Godddd...." She cried out, breaking a kiss with
Sara.  I could see my sister smiling; she must have known what Julie was
feeling.
   "Julie, I'm getting close," I warned her, wondering what she would say.
   At first she didn't respond, savoring my impaling cock further and
leaning her head back adorably.  But then she looked back at my sister,
once again reminding me of the kind of attention a superstar like Sara
demanded and deserved.  I slowed my pace a bit but kept ramming her with
fervor, I hadn't fucked a girl like that, well....ever.  Collecting
herself, she asked Sara:
   "Do you want him to....  Ughhhh...." she seemed near orgasm as she
spoke, "you know....  Mmmmnhhh...  finish with you?"
   But Sara had never been a selfish girl, and she wanted Julie to have
just as much fun as she did, plus she probably figured she had me as much
as she wanted.  "No way Julie, but just let me warn you, he's like a fire
hose," Sara said giggling.  Julie's eyes widened, but she didn't stop me.
Sara backed away a bit but took my hand in hers, she just wanted to watch
this part.  I hadn't stopped fucking Julie the whole time, and she finally
refocused her attention on me, not that I hadn't been caught up enough in
my onslaught of her gorgeous body.  I did catch Sara's warning and it made
me smile, I was looking forward to cumming in Julie if she'd have me.  With
Sara's hand in mine I placed it back on Julie's hips and held on tight. 
Julie had been heading for orgasm long before me, so when I started to feel
it, Julie was already howling.  Sara put a hand over her mouth with a
worried hush; Julie understood and tried to keep quiet.  "Ohhhh
fuckkkk..... how can you stand it Sara.....  so fucking big!" she whispered
as quietly as possible.  Nobody awoke however, and as I thrust again and
again into Julie's warm center I knew I'd be over the edge at any minute.
Her slick channel gripped me, she began to climax, and hard.  Her inner
muscles were inordinately strong, more so than Sara's, and whatever
restraint I had left in me was broken when I tried to push passed them
without cumming.  I was cooked, and I blasted into Julie with reckless
abandon.  I kept thrusting, rope after rope of semen coating her insides
and pumping deep into her womb.  I wondered if she'd been trying to get
pregnant with Brian, and the risk that she might accidentally do so with me
turned me on even more.  It seemed to keep me spurting seed into her; it
must have been ten times or more.
   Maybe it was the fact that I'd just fucked my own little sister against
the shower wall, or the fact that she was literally a Playboy Playmate, or
maybe it was the fact that I was holding her hand as I came inside our
host's beautiful albeit unsatisfied wife.  Either way I was in heaven, and
Sara leaned into me once more as I began to slow and Julie rode out her
orgasm.  She reached down to Julie's clit to keep her going and she spasmed
at Sara's touch.  I wished I knew how to stimulate the two women as well as
they did, but I was content to watch the two beauties anyway.
   Julie was still orgasming, mewing and gasping for air much like I'd seen
Sara do every time I'd been with her since the first time a few days ago.
She was beautiful, and I felt nearly jealous that Brian could be with her
any time she let him, but then again...  I had Sara.  I looked at my little
sister and I smiled at her, looking deep into her eyes to make sure she
knew how much I couldn't wait to be with her again.  She knew though, and
her cute grin and kiss she planted on my lips reassured me.
   Julie started to come around, "Jesus," she breathed out.  She bucked her
hips involuntarily when I moved a bit.  "I haven't been fucked like that
since college," she sang.  We all laughed a bit and it lightened the mood.
   "So killer, do you think you can take that thing out of me or is it
stuck?"
   I decided to have a little fun with her and pressed in the inch or two
I'd withdrawn; we both nearly fell over we were so sensitive.  "I think
it's stuck," I joked.  I couldn't deny that it still felt incredible to be
lodged inside of her.
   "It better not be!" cried out my sister.
   We all knew why she said that, and it made Julie smile.  I finally slid
out of her, and some of the mixture we'd created inside came out with me.
"Well," Julie commented, "that might not have been my best decision ever."
I kind of shrugged my shoulders as she stood up.  She looked down between
us at my semi-erect cock.  It was touching her lightly at the waist and she
wrapped a hand gently around it.  "On second thought, it might have been."
   Julie looked up to me and brought my lips to hers, she planted a
sensuous kiss on my lips that tasted like berries; she really was a
provocative beauty.  The kiss we shared might have been good, but the one
she next shared with my sister was better.  Theirs lingered longer, and
their hands briefly touched each other's bodies.  When they broke it was
Julie who spoke, "I'm going to leave you two alone," we watched in awe as
she took a step away from us and turned back, "if you guys need another
playmate this week, you know where to find me."
   It was an odd choice of words, and both Sara and I looked at each other
with a bit of shock, she couldn't have known could she?  She kept right on
walking out the door, grabbing a towel and heading back for her bedroom.  I
wondered if her husband would notice that someone else had been inside his
wife that night, and left something behind.
   My attentions were broken by Sara back at my side, she kissed me, and I
kissed her back hard.  Our hands roamed everywhere, both incredibly turned
on by what had just happened, and inexpressibly glad to be back upon each
other.  We made out in the shower like that for God knows how long.  It was
a good thing Brian had invested in some expensive water recirculating
contraption because we took our time under the warm downpour kissing and
touching like star-crossed lovers.
   When our legs began to tire, we finally gave in, and I lovingly washed
Sara's body.  I spent extra time on all of the features I love most, and I
could hear her start to breathe more heavily when my hands washed over her
tiny pussy.  She did the same for me, not being too shy when she jerked her
hand over my erect member to "clean" it.  But she eventually finished the
task, and after some more minutes of gentle kisses and an embrace that I
could have kept going forever under the shower's streaming heat, we finally
turned it off.  I wrapped a towel around my sister, sorry to see the
playmate's awesome body hidden for even a moment, and took one for myself.
   I followed her down the hall and watched her cute butt sway, I think she
was doing it on purpose but I could never tell.  Before going back into our
room I took a final glance at Julie's door, wondering what the rest of the
week would be like with the beautiful brunette whom we'd both just made
love to.  Sara tugged at my hand and I didn't really care, as long as my
sister was there with me I would be in paradise.
   We made love once before we fell asleep that night, and another time
when Sara awoke, feelingly naughty, on top of me.  In the dim light I held
and watched her move about with her own brother inside of her.  The boat
hitched gently back and forth as we had sex for what could have been hours;
we were both insatiable.  Neither of us knew what the future would bring
but, lying there making love to the only person we'd ever wanted so badly,
we finally drifted off into an unconcerned slumber.
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