Incest/Taboo A Dance of a Lifetime

"Hey sis, I got a favor to ask?"

"Chris... do you have any idea what time it is?" Rhonda asked, her stage name was Candy, since most men thought she sold her body just because she stripped. True she lost count of the number of old and young cocks she had rubbed or dry humped against that night. That didn't mean she went home with anyone. She loved dancing. She set her own hours, worked as much as she wanted, and the upscale strip club she danced at brought in a great deal of money for her; more in three days than she ever achieved the one time she worked a normal nine-five job.

"I know sis. But it's really important."

"Okay," rubbing the sleep from her eyes, "what is it that couldn't wait until I got up at one?" Rhonda asked, looking, sadly, at the empty space in her bed. The last boyfriend she had couldn't deal with dating a stripper. She tried to keep her lip from trembling as she, unwantedly, flashed back to that terrible day all the horrible names he called her, demanding to know how many guys she fucked at her work. Zero. That's how many, she knew what those men wanted, and it wasn't her heart, it was her ass! She couldn't blame them - her ass did look good. A small smile touched her lips at how good her taut little ass looked in a mirror. It was the benefits of pole-dancing plus the few days she went to the gym. It kept her body fit. At twenty-five she longed to find someone to share her life with, yet none of the men she met wanted to bring a stripper home to their mama!

"Hear me out before you say no... but I was hoping that you'd let me stay at your place for a while?"

"What the hell are you talking about Chris? You live in the other side of the state?!"

"Yeah, I know. I got transferred to an out of town site yesterday, and the guy they roomed me with... well... Please sis don't make your brother beg!"

"I don't know... the idea of hearing my little brother begging is highly appealing to me," Rhonda said, a wicked smile formed on her lips. Chris was four years younger than her and worked construction. They did keep in touch over the phone all year long, yet she hasn't seen her brother in two years due to her right and proper parents demeaning her for her choice of friends and her work. So what if their asses hung out of their shorts or that their breasts nearly spilled out of their tops. They looked good doing it, and Rhonda didn't see a problem with it. She knew her father was staring awfully hard at Tonya's ass the one and only time she brought her friends home with her. Giggling as her brother went on telling her how sweet, how caring, and how loving a sister she was to him. "Okay, okay." Her chest heaved in her laughter. Pulling her left arm out uncovering her bare chest. "So why do you want to stay here?"

"I'm in town sis. I did tell you it was an out of town site."

"What?!" Sitting up quickly, the green light of her clock played along her perky 32C breasts. Her chestnut hair spilled down her back feeling her mound brushing against the sheet below her. "Why didn't you call me the moment you got here?!"

"Because I was dead-ass-tired sis. They got me working twelve hours a day, and your place is only a mile or two from it." Nodding against the phone knowing the site he was taking about. It was making the traffic to and from her townhouse that she shared with Tonya and her girlfriend damn aggravating. She knew it was for a new hotel on the beachfront, but still it was annoying! "I promise it's only for a few months then I'll be out of your hair."

"Chris you know you're never a bother to me. But you have to remember I share this place with Tonya and her girlfriend..."

"So? I kind of like the two of them. It was damn funny watching Dad trying not to stare at her ass, and Mom smacking him against the back of his head when he failed. If their cool with it, then I'm cool with it."

"Alright, let me ask them," Rhonda said, throwing off her cover. Walking nude through the second floor of their townhouse. They had opted for the four-bedroom townhouse so they could turn one into a practice room and still have a guest room to spare. Stopping in her tracks as she heard the light music coming from the practice room. Standing in the doorway watching Tonya run through her set on the middle of the three poles they had set up in the room.

"You still up suga'?!" Tonya asked, in a sultry voice.

"Yeah, you remember my brother?" Rhonda asked, watching how the pole slid between her cocoa colored ass cheeks.

"Mmmhmm. He was a cute little thing," Tonya purred, her tongue curled out touching the middle of her cupid's bow as her thong covered labia ran down the pole. "Why do you ask?" Her medium curly ebony hair dangled as she turned her head to look at Rhonda.

"Well Chris, wants to know if you be cool if he crashes here for a couple of months while he works on that new hotel that's going up down the street from us."

"As long as he chips in on the grocery bill, I don't mind. Although, I wonder if I'm going to be able to keep my hands off of him, with a hard cock so easily within reach," Tonya said hungrily, her lush lips smiled teasingly at her friend.

"I don't know Tonya, I think you might like a little milk in that chocolate pussy of yours," Rhonda shot back, smirking as she did. Knowing that while her girlfriend was strictly lesbian, Tonya was bi, she just hasn't slept with a man since she and Baya started dating. Not that Baya didn't understand she had even said that Tonya could seek out a man as long as she approved of the guy. Baya didn't want her getting hurt and used. Rhonda thought it was the sweetest thing she ever heard. She wondered why she couldn't find someone like that, that loved her so much that he was fine with her sleeping around with another woman. Not that she herself was gay. However, that didn't stop her from tasting Tonya's pussy before she and Baya hooked up.

"I just might," Tonya said, returning Rhonda's smirk as the pole slid between her 38D breasts. Watching herself in the mirrors they had hung on the wall so they could watch themselves to insure that when they were onstage they gave their best. They were in an agreement if men were going to rub their cocks against them, then it was best to milk them for every dollar. Rhonda wiggling her tongue listening to Tonya's chuckle as she pulled her thong to the side flashing Rhonda her pussy before walking out of the room.

"Love you Tonya," Rhonda waved over her shoulder.

"Love you too, suga'. Next time you tease me with that tight pussy of yours, I'm gonna pounce!" Rhonda shook her head and yet she felt her cunt heating at her friend's words. She knew the magic Tonya could perform with that tongue of hers.

"You still there Chris?" Rhonda asked, once she had unmuted her phone.

"Yeah. Still here sis."

"Tonya said she's cool with you staying, as long as you pitch in on the food bill," Rhonda said, her eyes flickered over to the mirror. Her eyes ran down her tight, lean, naked body. She always shaved her hair off, the women who didn't, when it poked out from around the G-string or thong they chose to wear, never got great tips. Some men where just that picky. Not that she minded, she thought her pussy looked good bald. Then a strange thought crossed her mind as to how Chris would take it if he knew if she was touching her tight, neglected, little peach as she talked to him. Would his dick get hard knowing about it. To hear those steamy words filter from her lips. That it was her that was whispering those sultry words into his ear. That it was her... "Stop it Rhonda!"

"Sure. I don't mind. I do appreciate it sis."

"When will you be here?" Rhonda asked, surprised to find her pussy had grown wet when she thought of her brother getting hard for her.

"Probably no later than six-thirty."

"Alright. I'll see you then," Rhonda said, moaning lightly as she slipped two fingers into her hot cunt that longed to be filled by something hard thrusting deep into her. Throwing open the drawer of her nightstand, her fingers wrapped around the base of her favorite dildo. It wasn't monstrously long, nor was it so thick that it left her in pain. No. This rubber phallus was seven inches long and two inches across just the way she liked her cocks. As long as they were somewhere around six or seven inches she didn't care as long as she could cum on them as much as they could keep up with her. Sure she had touched, seen, and even fucked one nine-inch cock before.

She didn't like it. The guy always kept trying to shove the whole length into her when she said no. That was the last she saw of that douche. The fingers of her left hand gently rubbed her clit as she sent her dildo surging into her cunt. Her mind wandered, picturing all the strapping men she always saw on the beach. Wondering how they would take hold of her hips and thrust their hard rods into her. To pound her pussy so hard that she begs for more! To how they would fondle her breasts as they fucked her into her bed. Then out of nowhere her brother's face appeared in her mind. "No don't Rhonda!" Yet it was too late as her back arched, her cream quickly coated her dildo as she came while her brother's face danced before her eyes.

"Are we expecting someone?" Baya's voice echoed through the townhouse as she walked towards the front door as a knock came upon it.

"That should be him," Tonya shot her girlfriend a smirk as she sat on the couch watching TV before she and Rhonda went into work.

"The one you...?!" Baya asked, as her hand neared the door handle.

"Mmmhmm," Tonya hummed. The one time she had meet Chris he was a skinny nineteen-year-old. While he could use a little meat on his bones, at least she thought so, she had to admit Chris was cute. She had wondered how Rhonda had kept her hands off of him for so long.

"Yes?" Baya said, as she opened the door. Her dark brown eyes ran down the young man's body from his sandy brown hair, his soft brown eyes, and his strong jaw. While his chest, shoulders, and arms weren't overly muscled, she had no problem noting each and every one of them as his sweat soaked t-shirt clung to his chest. His faded blue jeans had a dusting of grey powder on them. In his right hand, a duffle bag hung, and a green sea bag rested on his right shoulder.

"You must be Baya?" Chris asked, shifting the duffle bag to his left hand.

"I am, and you must be Chris," Baya said, smiling warmly at him as she shook his hand. Noting the strength that was in that grip of his. "Rhonda! Your brother is here!" she shouted over her shoulder.

"Chris! Chris!" Chris eyes nearly bulged out as his sister's breasts bounced wildly beneath her shirt as she came rushing out of the kitchen. Her chestnut hair whipped through the air as she ran towards him. Baya pressed herself against the wall as Rhonda ran past her. His duffle bag fell from his hand as his sister threw her arms around his neck. Instantly he could tell Rhonda wasn't wearing a bra as her breasts pressed against his chest. He so didn't know where to place his hands. He knew she always kept herself in shape, so how stunning she was wasn't anything new to him. "Look at you!" Rhonda said, pushing herself back to arm's length. Her eyes running down her brother's body liking what she saw. "You've filled out!" she said, in a light teasing manner.

"Yeah... kind of happens sis," Chris said, feeling his cheeks heating as he noted how his sister's nipples were pressing against her shirt. Not that he was purposely trying to ogle his sister, it just happened.

"Well, just don't stand there, come on in!" Rhonda said, shooting her brother a warm smile.

"Well, didn't you just fill out," Tonya purred as she leaned against the doorframe. Her eyes surveying Chris's new look.

"Happens when you're carrying rebar every day," Chris said, flashing her a friendly smile. "You know what they say, low weights, lots of reps."

"I have to say, it's working," Tonya said, her lush lips curved into an alluring smile. Noting how his eyes slyly glanced at her breasts as they bounced due to the bikini top she was wearing underneath her shirt. She, like Rhonda, didn't wear bras to work, this way they could undress quickly and hit the floor or the stage.

"Come on Chris, I'll show you to the guest room. I hope your hungry...?"

"Starving!"

"Good, I got spaghetti cooking, it should be done by the time you have a quick shower," Rhonda said, over her shoulder as she led Chris down the hallway on the first floor. "I know it's not a big room..."

"Nonsense. Plenty of room. I can't be picky since I did just drop this on you," Chris said, smiling at his sister as he set his bags on the bed. "But... every two weeks I'll be heading home since they're giving us every other weekend off. So, hopefully I won't be interfering with your love life too much."

"Chris... if I was seeing anyone... they would always take a back seat to my baby brother," Rhonda said, stepping up to him. "I've missed you," she whispered as she hugged him once again.

"Missed you too sis," Chris said, gently rubbing her back.

"Now the bathroom is just down the hall and on your left," Rhonda said, as she stood in the doorway. Her eyes ran up his chest as his shirt rose. Feeling her mouth water as her eyes drank in his toned muscles. "I've put some towels in there for you," she said, as she slipped around the corner. She didn't need her brother to notice how turned on she was. She didn't think Chris would enjoy that, yet her mind did wonder what his reaction would be if she shoved her cunt into his face. Shaking the thought from her mind as she entered the kitchen.

Turning her head as she stirred the sauce upon hearing a whistle resounding in her home. She nearly dropped the spoon as she caught Chris's toweled covered backside walking past her. Rhonda could feel her mound throbbing as she noted every muscle of his.

"Well, give us a show," Tonya hooted. "Damn tease." Rhonda heard her friend say as she heard her brother's chuckle and the bathroom door closing behind him. "Damn Rhonda you didn't tell me your brother got so... hot," Tonya said, as she stood in the doorway that connected the kitchen and the living room.

"Not like I knew either Tonya," Rhonda muttered. Keeping her head bowed as she remembered how she came, so hard, as Chris's image appeared before her. She didn't understand why her pussy throbbed when she thought about it. Was it because she hasn't been fucked in the past two years, or did she actually have those feelings for her brother?

"You wouldn't mind if I have a little taste of him, would you?" Tonya asked, smiling knowingly at Rhonda's back.

"No, that is if Baya doesn't mind," Rhonda said, over her shoulder.

"Oh, I think I can bring her around," Tonya said, slyly. "Want me to tell you what it looks like and how good it feels, deep inside of my pussy?" she asked, smirking when Rhonda's back straightened. "Do you think he'll like my breasts?" Tonya asked, lifting up her breasts teasing her friend mercilessly. It wasn't hard for her to notice when Rhonda was turned on, and she certainly was when she pulled away from her brother.

"I don't know Tonya, he might like them on the smaller end," Rhonda said, peering at her friend from the corner of her left eye.

"Oh? A little hopeful wishing, hmm?" Tonya asked, feeling her mound moistening at the thought of the two of them together. Wondering if she could push the two together, knowing how hot it would be as she and Baya watched on. Keeping her chuckle contained as she saw how red Rhonda's cheeks were getting. Knowing she was hitting the nail on the head. "Oh, that was quick," Tonya said, turning her head as she heard the shower go off. "I bet he wasn't jacking off in there. I wonder if he ever will with three hot women in this house," she cooed before slipping back into the living room.

"Chris..." Her voice stilled as he ran his hand through his wet hair. Watching how a single droplet of water ran down the left side of his neck and down through the crease of his pectoral muscles.

"Yeah?"

"Dinner will be ready in a few minutes," Rhonda said, feeling her heart racing.

"Okay, I'll be quick," Chris nodded. Glad his sister allowed him to stay, one night in the room with that guy was just too much. Not only was it a pigsty, the guy didn't wash himself after a hard day of work. All through the night he thought he was going to throw up due to the smell. The A/C just made it worse.

"Damn sis!"

"I take it you like it?!" Rhonda asked, with a warm smile. Loving how Chris dug into his food with gusto.

"Mmmhmm," Chris mumbled as he bit into the garlic bread.

"There's plenty more if you want another helping," Baya said, gesturing to the pasta bowl.

"You know," wiping his lips on the napkin as he looked at Baya, "I'm glad you live here with my sis," Chris said, as he set his napkin on his lap.

"Oh? And why's that?" Baya asked, as her dark brown eyes flickered over at him as she took a bite of her dinner.

"Well, I always worry about her since well... you know how guys are," Chris said, seeing the three of them nod in agreement. "And her being so far away from us, I don't know what I'd do if some guy took advantage of her or did something horrible. Plus... you look feisty," he said, flashing Baya a smile.

"Oh, I like him," Baya chuckled. "But don't worry me and Tonya run off all those who try anything with her that Rhonda doesn't want happening."

"I thank the both of you for that."

"We're happy to do it," Tonya said, reaching over light touching Rhonda's forearm. Wondering why Rhonda was trembling. She knew what that asshole had said to her when she broke it off with him. Was Rhonda really that moved by her brother's words? "So don't you worry, we have her back," Tonya said, seeing Baya nodding in agreement.

"So tell me Chris, just what are you doing at that site?" Baya asked, as she took a sip of her drink.

"Oh? I pretty much set up the rebar that's in concrete before they pour it."

"So is that why you got that nice tan going?" Tonya asked, shooting Chris a seductive smirk.

"Something like that," Chris said, aloofly.

Throughout the rest of the meal, Tonya caught the slyly glances Rhonda shot her unknowing brother. She was definitely going to see if she could push that envelope. She was sure Baya wouldn't say a word. She took the privacy of their home seriously, and she knew how lonely Rhonda has been since her bad break up. So what if they were brother and sister?! All that mattered was whether they loved each other or not, and the way Chris worries about her told her he definitely does. It was her job to make that brotherly love into the love between a man and a woman.

"Now you don't stay up too late," Rhonda said, loving how his hard body felt against hers as she hugged him goodbye as she and Tonya stood in the front doorway as they readied to leave for work.

"Yes Mom," Chris joked. His skin heated as he felt his sister's lips on his cheek. She had stopped doing that seven years ago, claiming that he was too old to be kissed by his sister. Yet then why did it feel like there was something buried underneath that kiss of hers as it lingered longer than normal? Chris wished he knew. His befuddled mind couldn't answer that as he waved bye to his sister and Tonya.

"So Rhonda, what was up with you at dinner?" Tonya asked, as she drove to the club.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Rhonda said offhandedly, as she stared out at the ocean as they drove down the highway that sat along the beach.

"Come on Rhonda, it's me you're talking to," Tonya said, patting Rhonda's knee. "I know when you're turned on, because at one point in time I did get your pussy all nice and wet. So tell me, why you were looking at your brother like he wasn't your brother?"

"I see, so you came while thinking of Chris? Nothing wrong with that," Tonya said, smirking when Rhonda looked over at her when she related what happened after she had left the practice room earlier that day.

"You don't think I'm sick or something like that?" Rhonda asked, wondering if Tonya was messing with her.

"No, why would I be. I did suck off my own brother when we were kids before he caught a stray bullet."

"And... how did you come to terms about the feelings..."

"Suga' there's nothing wrong with wanting to feel your brother's cock gliding through your mouth or pounding your pussy. In some ways your brother is most likely the only man you can truly count on," Tonya said, patting Rhonda's hand. "Plus I know how hard these past two years have been on you. I want you to be happy and if that means taking Chris to your bed, I promise, me and Baya won't say a word. After what that assface said about you and what we do for a living you deserve to be happy, and I'm willing to help you to succeed in this."

"What do you mean?!" Rhonda asked, perplexed. Looking at Tonya skeptically wondering if she meant every word.

"I mean... don't let your brother go home. Get him to stay, and then..." A devious grin spread along her lips. "Get him to come to the club, let him see this hot little body in action. You know Phil will let him in for free, since you never ever use that little perk of ours," Tonya said, looking over at Rhonda as they sat at a red light.

"Do you think he would come?"

"Honey, Chris is a guy. What kind of guy passes up a chance to see free naked tits shaking in his face?" Tonya asked, listening to Rhonda giggle.

"True."

"Plus we can prime the pump so to speak, give him a little peak of the set you've already done before, but save the one you've been working on just for him when we get him to the club."

"Why are you doing this Tonya?"

"Thought I already told ya Rhonda. I want you to be happy. If Chris can do that for you, who am I to judge?" Tonya said, shrugging her shoulders. "Then who knows he might want to keep coming to the club, and you know the girls will keep an eye on him. Then you never know, you just might talk him into the VIP room," she said, with a knowing smirk. That was were all the girls took their marks if the men wanted something more than a lap dance, and the bouncers turned a blind eye to the closed curtains as long as the red light didn't go off they could fuck for all they cared. Glancing down as Rhonda's thighs rubbed together. "Did I get you all wet?"

"Mmmhmm," Rhonda hummed.

"Just think of Chris's head on all those guys tonight and let me know how horny you are at the end of our shift," Tonya chuckled.

Tonya and Rhonda stumbled in around four-thirty in the morning. They looked at each other when the smell of bacon hung in the air. They weren't expecting anyone to be up when they got home Baya was normally asleep and didn't get up until eight before heading off to her own job. Rhonda didn't think her brother would be up either, given the hours he had put in the day before. Arching an eyebrow as Tonya stuck her tongue out at her as she walked backwards towards the kitchen.

"Damn it feels good to get out of that top," Tonya said, a little too loudly as she tossed her top across the room landing on the counter beside Chris as he cooked over the stove. Smirking coyly as Chris eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets as his eyes couldn't look away from her heavy hanging breasts. "Here, have a little peak, this one's a freebie," she winked as she lifted up the front of her shirt. Her eyes glanced down seeing the movement in his pants as he drank in his fill of her chocolate orbs.

"Chris? What are you doing up?" Rhonda asked, entering the kitchen from the living room. She got a head on look at the awaking of her brother's cock. Feeling the heat returning to her loins as she wondered what it would look like when it was hard.

"What...?!" Chris stammered finally pulling his gaze away from Tonya's chest. "Well... I thought since you cooked for me last night, and you letting me stay here. I'd cook us breakfast."

"But how did you know what time we would be home?" Rhonda asked, all the while her heart fluttered at the thoughtfulness when he could still be in bed.

"Oh! Baya told me right before I passed out a few minutes after you left. You hungry?"

"Famished!" Rhonda said, quickly hurrying to her seat. "Chris did you cook all this?" she asked, in wonder as the hot folded waffle, two eggs over easy, and three strips of bacon graced the plate as he set it before her.

"Yeah, you know how Mom and Dad won't cook for me since I'm an adult now. So I had to learn," Chris said, setting Tonya's plate before her. Trying not to gaze at her hard nipples as they pressed against the fabric of her shirt. He was only staying with his parents long enough so he could save up for a down payment for his own home. Then he hoped his sister would come to visit some time. He knew their parents constant belittlement of Rhonda's choice of employment was what has kept her from coming home, and he did miss hanging out with her.

"I must say, I approve of your skills," Tonya purred as the perfectly done egg touched her tongue.

"Thanks," Chris said, over his shoulder as he cut off the eyes of the stove before he made his own plate. "I put Baya's plate in the microwave for her, you mind telling her? I didn't think she would want some strange guy walking into her room at four in the morning," he said, as he sat down at the foot of the table.

"You even cooked for my girlfriend?!" Tonya asked, surprised that he would even do that.

"Of course, I mean I am the house crasher. I want the toes I stepped on to be somewhat smoothed over," Chris said, with a sly smirk.

"I don't know Chris, if you keep this up, we might just never let you go," Rhonda said, seeing Tonya nod in agreement.

"Well, I have to head to work, we have an early pour today," Chris said, as he rose from his seat once he had finished.

"Don't worry, I'll clean up," Rhonda said, resting her hand over his as Chris started to lift his plate from the table. "You just head off to work," she said sweetly, her thumb brushed lightly along the back of his hand.

"O-okay," Chris stammered. Wondering what was up with his sister as he headed towards the door.

"Damn girl, I haven't seen that look in your eye for some time," Tonya whistled as Rhonda hung her head. "You sure it isn't only that you want Chris deep inside that pussy?"

"I don't know," Rhonda sighed as she hung her head. Wondering if sex was all she wanted or was it more that she saw in her brother? Chris has always been supportive of her especially when their parents weren't. Always made sure she was okay when they always talked in the early evenings. Made sure that she could talk to him about anything and everything. Something that none of her past boyfriends ever seemed to do, and she did think at the time she was in love with them. Yet what she felt when Chris was near, when she looked upon him, wasn't the puppy love she felt when she was in high school, nor the placebo-love she had felt the years after it. Then what was it that she felt burning in her chest if it wasn't true love? Love that she shouldn't feel for her brother. A love that wasn't supposed to cross that fine line and yet every time she looked at Chris her heart fluttered, her breath grew a little faster, her body heated.

"It's okay suga'," Tonya said, reaching across the table her hand patted the table. "You're safe here, no one is going to go screaming into the night that you want that hot little brother of yours," she said, flashing Rhonda a smile to lighten her mood. "You just have to figure out if you just want to fuck him or that you truly love him; because either way once you cross the line between siblings there is no going back." With that Tonya got up from the table to leave her friend to her ponderings.

Later that night...

"Chris?" Rhonda called out to him as she walked down the hall towards the guest room. "Chris..." Rhonda's voice was caught in her throat as her eyes were bombarded by the image of her brother's naked body as she stood stock-still in the doorway. She knew he had filled out already, yet that wasn't what had her tongue paralyzed. It was that hard, blood engorged, protruding cock of his that had her mind befuddled. Quickly darting out of the doorway, her back pressed against the wall, her heart going a hundred miles an hour as she listened to her brother drying himself off. She was thankful that his face was buried in his towel hoping Chris didn't see her staring so lewdly and hungrily at his cock. "Chris," Rhonda called to him once again.

"Yeah," Chris called back looking towards the doorway. He could have sworn that his sister had been standing in the door. Shaking his head, he must have been imagining it.

"Tonya and Baya are going out, I was wondering since I'm not working tonight if we might watch a movie together?" Rhonda asked, wondering why her brother made her feel like this as she rested her hand over her heart.

"Sure sis just let me get dressed," Chris said, reaching for a pair of underwear.

"Okay, I'll make us some popcorn," Rhonda said happily, shaking her head at how she was acting. Yet she couldn't help but feel like it was a date. A date she hasn't been on in two long years. Shaking her tight little booty side to side as she watched the kernels pop and dance in the popcorn maker. Her cheeks heated as she saw her brother stop in his tracks as he passed by the kitchen in the reflection in the glass of the cabinet before her. Rolling her hips making the fabric of her tight booty shorts hug her ass. Showing her brother those taut, firm, bitable ass cheeks that drove men at the club wild. Wondering if he could see the shape of her mound as she did. Also wondering if it got a rise out of something, she sure hoped it did. "Chris the popcorn is ready!" Rhonda said excitedly, as her hips swayed as she walked into the living room. Her braless breasts bounced as she sank down onto the couch. Placing the bowl on her brother's lap, snuggling close to him as she started the movie. She knew it wasn't what he was suspecting, but she was in the mood for a little romance.

Resting her head on Chris's left shoulder, her right hand softly rubbed his left arm as she rested it between her breasts. Just where she wanted it, she wanted him to feel the shape of her breasts. Wanted him to feel how good they felt against his body. Flashing him a smile as she reached for some more popcorn. Noting how the bowl was almost empty, seeing how her brother looked down as her nails scrapped along the bottom of the bowl that sat over his crotch. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw movement in his shorts. Boom! Rhonda jumped in her seat as thunder shook the house out of nowhere. Then rain came pouring down, hammering the roof of her townhouse. She had thought the storm wasn't supposed to arrive until tomorrow.

"Well... shit," Chris cursed as he stared up at the ceiling. Knowing if the storm kept up the site would be shut down until it dried up enough to get trucks in to pour the first-floor walls. Although he wasn't about to scoff at a day off given the hours he's been working. Pulling out his phone... Chris took a dry swallow as he looked down as he felt warmth on the palm of his hand. He felt himself growing hard as it rested against his sister's pussy. He couldn't understand why she hadn't noticed it yet, maybe the storm caught her by surprise still... Tearing his gaze away, opening up the text his boss sent him. Telling him due to the size of the storm and how slow it was moving that the news was calling for it to linger overnight. So they would wait and see how much it dries out tomorrow and see if they can't get back in the day after to pour the walls. Turning his head as Tonya and Baya came rushing in out of the rain.

"Damn! Ruined our date night!" Tonya hissed at the storm as she shook her fist at it. Jumping when a bolt of lightning shot down to answer her complaint. Looking over into the living room when Baya nudged her arm. "Now what do we have here, hmm?" Tonya cooed as she sashayed towards the back of the couch. Reaching between her legs playing with her cunt as her breasts dangled before Chris's eyes. Knowing that Baya would love the view as she stood behind her. "Since this storm has ruined our night, how about some live entertainment?" Tonya asked, shooting Rhonda a smile. Knowing the storm outside would be a good back drop for what was brewing within her friends mind. "Don't you think that's a fine idea baby?" she asked, peering back at Baya.

"Mmmhmm," Baya hummed as she stared at her girlfriend's ass. She had warmed up considerably to Chris. Plus the breakfast he had made for her didn't hurt, and the fact that he was staying in the same house as they were also played into her decision. She never liked Tonya going out and picking up a strange guy to bring home when she needed some dick. So, she gave Tonya the go ahead to climb on top of that white pole.

"Good. Now why don't you lead Chris here," her fake fingernails tickled Chris's jaw, "while Rhonda and I get into something... more enticing," Tonya purred salaciously.

"Umm... what?!" Chris asked, confused. He was sure Tonya wasn't talking about what he thought she was talking about.

"You... want to do that now?" Rhonda asked, her heart hammering in her chest. Feeling her cunt throbbing at the thought of her brother seeing her dance.

"Sure, why not, unless you're not done snuggling together," Tonya said, shooting Rhonda a coy smirk at her blushing cheeks. "You don't mind showing Chris to the room, do you?" she asked, looking back at Baya who had a devious grin on her lips as she shook her head. "Come on," holding out her hand to Rhonda, "let's go get sexy!"

Chris watched confused and a tad bit horny as he watched Tonya and his sister bound up the stairs. His eyes just couldn't look away as their breasts bounced with each step or how the fabric of their clothes tightened around their asses. He berated himself for getting hard at his sister, yet her pussy felt so good against his hand. He just couldn't help himself.

"Come on," Baya nodded to the stairs. "Thanks for breakfast by the way. It was really good," she said, over her shoulder as she led him up the stairs. She might be gay, yet even she didn't have a hard time noticing how he tried to hide his erection.

"Not a problem," Chris muttered. Wondering why he was going along with it all. Trying to keep his cock from rubbing against his leg as he held it down. He didn't need anyone - namely his sister - to know that he got a hard-on by a simple touch of his sister's pussy. Turning his head towards his sister's room when he heard soft murmuring coming from it. Yelping in surprise as Baya pulled him into the middle bedroom. His eyes went wide as he saw the three shiny poles that ran from floor to ceiling.

"Now you just sit right... there," Baya said, pushing Chris down onto the middle cushion of the couch. "Baby!" she called out, "we're ready whenever you want to start," Baya said, flashing Chris a smile as she slid in next to him. Her eyes slyly noted how his cock strained against his shorts when he would move his hand out of the way.

Chris's heart hammered in his chest as Tonya appeared in the doorway. Wearing a matching set of lavender lace bra and panties, something he knew she would never where at the club they work at. He had no trouble seeing her brown nipples through the thin material of her bra. Her nails tapped on the doorframe as she waited for the sound system to kick on. Both of their stereos were connected to it, they had them tied into the speakers in the corners of the room so they could keep the room as clutter-free as they could. His Adams apple bobbed as Chris noted the look in Tonya's eyes. It was almost as if he was about to be eaten. Her tongue curled out as AC/DC's 'Shot Down In Flames' began to play through the speakers. He peered out of the corner of his right eye as he noted how Baya was getting turned on as Tonya danced for them. Then suddenly he felt a hand on the back of his head before it thrust his face forward burying it between Tonya's ass cheeks.

"Mmm... you like the smell of that pussy, don't you Chris?" Tonya asked, her voice softly trembled as she felt his lips teasing her labia through the fabric of her panties. "Would you like to taste it?" she asked, in a teasing manner. "Maybe after I'm done," Tonya cooed before swaying her hips as she sauntered back to the poles.

Chris's cock flexed as Tonya's bra landed on his lap. His pre-cum was leaking like mad as it formed a growing wet spot on the surface of his shorts, watching how Tonya pressed her breasts around the pole simulating what it would be like if it was his cock between them. Climbing the pole a few feet, Tonya pressed her clit against the cold hard surface as let Chris imagine what it would feel like if it was his hot hard pole she was grinding against. Tonya slyly glanced to her girlfriend who gave her the cue for when Chris's pre-cum started to bleed through the fabric of his shorts. She wanted Rhonda to see it, to let the scent of her brother's cum fill her mind with lewd thoughts. To taunt her into crossing that line that no sibling should. Still she did wonder what Chris would feel like deep inside of her cunt.

"So... what did you think?" Tonya asked, a little winded as she plopped down next to Chris.

"Well... you won't have a problem making guys believe you're not gay," Chris said, his Adam's apple bobbed as Tonya's hand reached across his lap. A gasp escaped his lips as her hand took hold of his covered cock.

"I'm not gay Chris, I'm bi," Tonya purred into his ear as her hand softly stroked his rod. "I'm going to fuck this cock Chris," she whispered heatedly into his ear, as her thumb brushed along his crown. "Would you like that? To have my hot, tight, wet pussy wrapped around..."

"It's about to start," Baya whispered getting her girlfriend's attention.

"What is?" Chris asked confused and trying not to cum in his pants. He so didn't need his sister to see that.

"The main event of course," Baya smirked, as she caught movement in the hallway from the corner of her right eye.

Rhonda's chestnut hair draped down her chest. She didn't see a need to wear a bra, Chris was going to see her breasts eventually so why wear it? Plus the thought of Chris's eyes on her body - namely her womanly parts - made her body become electrified. The feel of his hand on her cunt was still in her mind. Of course, she knew, she just didn't let on that she knew. What woman won't know when a man touched her pussy?

Her hips shook side to side causing her blue lace thong to move along her mound as her hands rested on the door frame as the intro to Rihanna's 'Only Girl(In the World)' played over the speakers. Peering through strands of her hair as Tonya kept her brother's gaze solely on her. Mirroring Rihanna's movements as she started walking seductively into the room. She had watched her video hundred's of times until she knew every move by heart; and for some odd reason the thought of her brother watching her body move in such a risqué way made her body heat up into a conflagration. Biting her lip as she noted the large wet spot on his shorts and the shape of the head of his cock.

Watching how it flexed as she stopped in front of her brother as the song reached the lyric of 'Like I'm a hot ride' rolling her hips as she sank to her knees. Spinning on them until her back was to him, her hands slid along the floor letting Chris watch her breasts swaying in the mirror as she curled her back, pointing her head towards the ceiling. Keeping eyes closed, hoping, just hoping, Chris was staring at the reflection of her tits. Feeling her thong tightening around her mound as Rhonda returned to the position she started in. Bouncing on the back of her legs simulating what it would look like when she was on top of that pole, peering over her left shoulder biting her nail as she did as the song progressed to 'I wanna make your beg for it. Then I'mma make you swallow your pride.' Quickly scurrying to the pole as the verse began. It was a lot easier for Rhonda when she was onstage when the pole was inches or worst case a foot away when she preformed this dance at the club.​