Incest/Taboo A Different Kind of Family

Once they were in Raquel's room, Vixa stood excited. Her mind raced with possibilities of what her new Mistress would do with her, for her. They were both already nude and Raquel lay down and stretched on the bed.

"Did hearing Mommy make Thierry a man excite you V?"

"Yes, Mistress Raqi."

"Do you want Thierry to fuck you that way V?"

"Yes, I do very much Mistress Raqi."

"Do you think you deserve to be fucked that way?"

The question stunned V and she paused. She had never considered what she deserved when it came to sex. She knew it excited her to have someone strong to use her. But did she deserve it? She really did not know.

V muttered, "I don't know Mistress Raqi."

"Don't mumble V. You are a submissive, not a weakling. Do you think you deserve to serve ME?

V looked longingly at Raquel. This new Mistress was testing her intellect. Challenging her emotions. No one, not even Mommy Lovie had asked these things of her. She cleared her throat and spoke loudly.

"Mistress Raqi, I only know I will do whatever it takes to bring pleasure to all of you. If in doing that I earn the kind of pleasure we saw Mommy receiving, that would make me very happy."

Raquel openly rubbed her pussy in front of V. Knowing she was teasing V; she slid a finger deep inside and moaned.

"My pussy is very wet V and requires attention. I want you to lick my pussy. Just lick slowly from the bottom to just below my clit. Do you understand my command?"

"Yes, Mistress Raqi"

Vixa crawled between Raquel's legs being careful not to touch her. Once her face was close enough to Raquel's pussy to feel the heat it was emanating, her tongue came out and started to lick as instructed. She was not tentative, but she was careful to do exactly as instructed. Raquel's pussy tasted so good to her! She's never really thought about tasting a pussy before. She did it as a sex act and a way to give and receive pleasure. She kept hearing the question in her head, Do I deserve to serve? She still wasn't sure, but one thing she did know, she wanted to be worthy of it. So, she began to serve as passionately as she could.

Back in Lovie's room, Lovie and Thierry kissed tenderly. As it was Friday, Thierry still had classes and Lovie, the mother, prioritized what was important.

"Son, believe me I do not want you to leave this bed, but you must go get ready for class."

"Mom, come on, after what we just did how am I supposed to focus on classes?"

Lovie Looked Thierry directly in the eyes and smiled. There was still a bit of innocence left. That made her happy. At the same time. It reminded her that this is a teachable moment. A very important moment. While they had crossed lines, they could not come back from, there still needed to be boundaries. She as the initiator and the mother had to be the one to set those boundaries. Lovie sat up. She had Thierry do the same. Lovie hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear.

"What we did last night, what we have done this morning has been amazing. Even wonderful. It is something that we will do again this weekend along with other things."

Then she sat back from him and said with authority.

"Thierry, having sex and making love does not excuse us from responsibility. Women, me included love to cuddle and would like nothing more than to keep a lover like you in bed all day long. Unfortunately, life does not care about that. More importantly as a man, you should never let the head on your beautiful dick control the head on your shoulders. Part of growing up is managing your life in a way that you accomplish what you can, will also having as much pleasure as you can. Never let anyone think they can control you with sex. You are stronger and far too intelligent for that. From what I see you are not submissive, so you should never behave in a needy way. Today is still a workday for me and a school day for you. We will both meet those responsibilities and when we get home, we will explore more of what we have started. Now come shower with me and go get ready for class."

Thierry sighed. He knew she was right. Truth be told, she was right ninety percent of the time. Smiling back at her he said.

"I can't wait to see what the weekend brings!"

With that they crawled out of bed and headed toward the shower. Passing Raquel's room, the sounds of sex were unmistakable. As much as they both wanted to stop, Lovie knew Thierry would never get to class if they did. They showered quickly and Lovie sent Thierry to his room to get ready while she went downstairs to make him some breakfast. She and Vixa still had a few hours before heading to the office and she saw no need to disturb Vixa and Raquel getting to know each other better.

She and Thierry talked about many things over breakfast, none of them sexual in nature. Lovie purposely directed the conversation to keep him focused. She knew it would be a long day for him but had every intention of making sure this weekend was unforgettable. As he rose to leave Thierry kissed Lovie on the cheek as always, thanked her for last night and this morning and left to start his day. Sipping her coffee, she was really tempted to go upstairs and join the fun. Having just given Thierry instruction on responsibility, it was time she handled hers, so she picked up the phone and dialed her sister Allie to check on the girls.

"Morning Allie. How's everything going?"

"All good here Sis. The girls are just about ready to be dropped off at school. Any news about last night you care to share?"

"Allie, you have my word I will share everything about this weekend with you later. I promise! Do you need anything for the girls?"

"No Lovie, I have it covered. We have plans for tomorrow and Sunday and I will drop them off at school Monday morning. Enjoy your weekend and I will expect a full report! Love you Sis, bye!"

Lovie hung up and smiled. Allie always had her back and knew her better than anyone. Retrieving her tablet, Lovie sat and checked her appointments for the day. She wondered if there were any in the afternoon that she could reschedule. Meanwhile upstairs...

Vixa was in heaven. Mistress Raqi's pussy was beyond delectable. It was almost as intoxicating as Mommy's. V licked in earnest. She wanted to make her new mistress proud. She desperately wanted to be deserving of all of them. Raquel spread her legs wide and pulled V's face into her pussy.

"Now eat me V! Eat me good and make me come all over your pretty face."

This was what Vixa wanted more than anything! She ate with every bit of technique at her disposal. She licked softly then with more urgency, she nibbled at Raquel's pussy lips before sucking on each of them. Hardening her tongue, she dug it into Raquel, drawing juices and moans and gasps from her Mistress. Vixa replaced her tongue with two fingers she went in and upward looking for Raquel's g-spot. Once she found it, she drummed on it while sucking hard on Raquel's clit. That triggered the explosion.

"Oooh V, you are one BAD bitch! I cumming all over your pretty face. Get my juice baby, get every damned drop! Unggh YESSSSS"

This gratitude from her Mistress was not lost on Vixa. It was what she craved. That craving traveled from her head to her heart and finally to her pussy and she came HARD. All she could do was moan into Raquel's pussy which sent shivers through her and Raquel came again. She started to stroke her cock while lapping at Raquel, needing release from there as well. It did not take long before she came all over her own hand. What they did not know was that Lovie was in the doorway, viewing these simultaneous orgasms and smiling. Had Thierry not satisfied her so thoroughly she might have joined them. As it was, she was very pleased to see them each enjoying their new roles and was confident now that she had made the right choice.

Lovie walked away quietly as she knew to engage them now would spark more activity and there really was not time to finish. She went to her closet looking for something that would appear professional to clients but be provocative enough to Vixa to keep her just a bit on edge until they got back home. She selected a semi sheer crème colored top, navy skirt that showed a fair amount of thigh on one side, sheer thigh-highs, and beige with navy toe tip 4- inch stiletto heels. Lovie knew beyond a doubt that this would have Vixa edging all day. A slinky silk bra with matching crotchless panties completed the ensemble and ensured she could flash Vixa at will. Truth be told Lovie was as much an exhibitionist as Vixa was submissive. This simple fact made their relationship so very special for them both. Confidence was never an issue for Lovie, but today, she exuded the sexiness of a well fucked, well-loved woman and that made her even more powerful than she was yesterday. Feeling ready to start her day, she walked down the hall to Raquel's room and knocked. Raquel answered.

"Come in."

Entering the room what Lovie saw was a picture of Sapphic beauty. Vixa was nuzzled in Raquel's arms, content as Lovie had ever seen her. Raquel had never looked nurturing, but this was a new and different look that fit her perfectly.

"V dear we must get ready for work. Please go and shower then meet me in my bedroom with your things so I can choose your outfit. I need to speak with Raquel alone."

"Yes Momma"

Vixa looked at Raquel with true love in her eyes. In less than 24 hours, she had found another woman who could command her to do anything. With a look of pleasure that Raquel could read, Raquel kissed her passionately. Raquel has never kissed anyone with genuine passion other than her mother. The concept of that shook her and she did not want V to leave. But the Ultimate Mistress had spoken, there was no question of what would happen next. Releasing her, Raquel spoke.

V, I love you as my sister, as my pet. I will be thinking of you today as I imagine you will be thinking of me. Have an amazing day and I cannot wait to see what tonight brings!"

"Yes, Mistress Raqi, I love you too and will have a hard time being away from you."

With that Vixa rose and headed out of the room. As she passed Lovie, Lovie kissed her cheek and spoke.

"No need to hurry Dear, take a leisurely shower. No orgasms, am I clear?"

"Raquel's eyebrows raised at what she heard wondering what her mother had in store. It had been quite a while since she and Lovie had been intimate, and she wondered if that was about to change. Once Vixa had left the room, Lovie sat down on the bed next to her daughter.

"So, did you enjoy the evening?"

"I would say it ranks high in my top three!"

Lovie smiled.

"Ha, ok! Well, when time permits, you will have to tell me about the other two!"

"No problem. Number one YOU should remember VERY well!"

They hugged and while she was tempted, Lovie maintained her composure.

"Raquel in all seriousness, let's talk a second."

Raquel knew that tone. It was a no nonsense; Mom is talking so pay close attention.

"Yes, Ma'am"

"Today is very important. We crossed lines we cannot come back from. In all reality, I don't want to undo anything that happened. I hope you don't either.'

"Truly Mom, I don't, and can't wait to see what happens next."

"Good. That is very good because you have more power in this situation than I think you have understood. Vixa is now submissive to you even though I hold top billing. I am sure you heard Thierry and me this morning. The young man worked me hard, and I loved every second of it. The next two days will be even more eye opening. I need you and I to be on the same page. There are two impressionable people in this foursome, and it is important that you know my expectations and how you can best help them and yourself to ensure no one is hurt."

"I understand Mom, what do you need from me?'

"Patience Raquel. Thierry has had me. I have no doubt he will want me again. We both know he will want both of you as well. You must let him choose and not try to influence him. HE came to me this morning and made it crystal clear that I must be his first. I truly believe he will choose you second, but if he doesn't you must be patient. We are dealing with sensitive stuff here and how we; you and I handle the early stages will impact everything going forward. Thierry is starting to understand his true nature. His true power. We must let him come to that. Just as I did not demand you share yourself with me, even though I wanted that desperately, you must let HIM choose. Vixa, as you can see, will do what she is told to do. She lives for that. Mentally she is quite intelligent. She does, however, have a disconnect between her conscious thought and her physical need. As such in this environment she will thrive. In this she is the only one who has no true consequences. Delayed pleasure maybe, but that would pretty much be the extent of it. She loves us, of that I have no doubt. However, Vixa needs to be directed otherwise she is not truly happy. She will accept Thierry whenever he decides. You have an emotional attachment to Thierry. After last night and this morning, I feel confident in saying the woman in you wants him now as I have come to want him.

"Mom, I want to feel what you felt! With everything that V and I did this morning, right now my pussy is craving to be pounded. Not just by anyone. By Thierry, by my brother."

"And it will be dear. You must let him come to you. Not just out of horniness though. Right now, you are horny, he is without doubt horny as hell. It is vitally important to his development that each encounter helps him to grow. I am not telling you not to fuck him before I get home. I am asking you to make sure that if you do, you make him comfortable. Ensure that he knows you need him as much as he needs you. In short, do not just use him because he has a beautiful dick. You can do that with anyone. Help him to mature and provide him with the same love and care you would provide if he wasn't balls deep in your pussy. Can you do that?"

Raquel sat in awe of her mother. What an amazing woman!

"Mom, I had the best possible teacher to guide me into womanhood. You have MY word that I will treat MY Brother, YOUR Son, with the same love and care you used when you opened my eyes. I would never hurt him or do anything to make you not trust me. I can and will do what you ask."

"Thank you, I can ask no more than that."

Lovie kissed Raquel, motherly at first, but then passionately. She pulled back and looked at the woman she raised.

"I recognize it has been a while since you and I have had some special time. I intend to make up for that as soon as I can. Right now, I must get V ready and get to the office. I know you do not have any classes today so please rest well. I have a feeling you will need it when your brother gets home."

Raquel smiled, covered herself and drifted into a blissful sleep. How she so much wished her mother was right!

Lovie was partially dressed when Vixa joined her in her bedroom. Wrapped in a towel, she sat her bag on the floor and waited for instructions.

"V, please show me what you have with you."

As instructed, Vixa laid out her clothing for Lovie to inspect. A short skirt, several matching tops, leggings and a collection of shoes and undergarments. Various pieces of lingerie and some toys were the extent of the inventory. Lovie surveyed the offerings and selected a pair of black leggings, burgundy low- cut top, 4- inch heels.

"Wear these for me today, bra no panties. We will not have time for extracurricular activities today, V. Too much to do when we get back here. Understood?"

"Yes Momma."

With that they both finished dressing and left for work anticipating the evening to come.

Thierry arrived on campus flying high. In old school vernacular folks would say he was on cloud nine! Why shouldn't he be happy? He had just experienced the most amazing night and morning of his life. He performed better than normal during early basketball practice and had gotten praise from both his coach and his teammates. His advanced calculus class breezed by. While no slouch in that class, he would never say it was one of his favorites. After a brief break between classes, he headed to his Business Communications class happy that it was his last of the day, he could not wait to get home to see what would happen next. Just when he thought his life could not get any better, Mrs. Colvin walked into the room.

Mrs. Colvin had always impressed him. Today was no exception. Her long hair and makeup were impeccable as always. She was a tall woman and the 3-inch heels she wore did more to accentuate her long-sculpted legs. The tan linen skirt she wore seemed molded to her hips and backside making what was already impressive utterly amazing. The olive-colored summer sweater clung to her in a way that her average sized breasts were even more evident. Thierry shook his head. Had she always looked this amazing? Was she really this beautiful or was he seeing her clearly for the first time? He honestly did not know for sure. Last night he saw three of the most beautiful women he had ever known in a way he never expected. Fantasized about, certainly. But he truly saw them. Even more, they wanted him to see them! Now, here in class, he was looking at a woman who stirred in him the same longings. He was truly going to have to focus. Lovie's words ringing in his ears. Handle your responsibilities. As class started, he knew this would truly test him.e tirwd He

Sylvia Colvin surveyed her class. She was happy to see Thierry there and attentive. After his obvious distracted state yesterday, she was a bit concerned. It was not like him drifting during class and she wondered if maybe he was dealing with something personal and could use someone to speak with to lend an objective ear. She would see how he was in class today before approaching him. While she had no children of her own, she had a more maternal instinct when it came to her students. When she identified one with a gift for the subject, that instinct intensified. Thierry was gifted. It was clear that his parents had instilled a desire to learn. He was articulate. He was confident. So, if yesterday was an anomaly, he was more than due for one. If it wasn't, she wanted to make sure he knew there were resources available to him if needed. As she started her class, she paced as she instructed as was her custom. That was fine with Thierry.

Her every move caused rapt attention from every young man in the room. She even drew awe from some of the young ladies. Once when she turned her back to the class to note something on the board, Thierry had to shift in his seat to adjust himself. A familiar stirring in his loins caused him to smile broadly. Man, Thierry felt truly alive! There was a grace to the way she moved. It was hard to pinpoint one thing about her that affected him this way. Much like Lovie, she was the total package. Turning around to face the class, Sylvia could not help but notice the look on many of the faces in the room. She had seen it before, so it was not uncommon to her. It always made her smile, nonetheless. For her it brought a sense of pride that at age 48 she could still be a source of fantasy. Since her husband Roderick had passed away a little over a year ago in a drunk driving accident, Sylvia had thrown herself into her work. Working on her Doctorate in Education while teaching Advanced English at the Technical College kept her busy. Most days she didn't think too much about a lack of social life. Besides, it had not been that long since she lost Rod and really did not relish the idea of dating at this point.

Turning her focus back to the subject of the lesson, she tried to block out that familiar warmth in her loins. She knew she would have to do something about it once she got home. She was looking forward to that activity. Thierry noticed a flush on Mrs. Colvin's cheeks. She was enjoying the attention! That made him smile so broadly that he looked a bit silly. This look was not lost on Sylvia either. There was no doubt now that she would speak to him after class. Giving quick instructions for the class to review some material in the textbook on their own, she sat her desk and jotted a quick note. Folding the paper neatly, she palmed it and then began to walk through the aisles making sure the class was indeed reviewing the material. Placing it discreetly, or so she thought on Thierry's desk, she walked back to the front of the class and gave some final instructions before the final bell. Thierry's buddy, Sebastien had noticed the action and said to Thierry.

"Yo Man, what did you do to get a note from the teach?"

"Beats me Homey!"

"Well good luck Dog. Holla at me on Monday!"

"No doubt."

After Sebastien rose to leave Thierry looked at the note.

"Please stay for a moment once class ends."

Thierry looked at the note with a bit of trepidation. He could not recall doing anything wrong. Why did she want to speak with him? Thierry stayed in his seat until everyone had cleared out then made his way to the front of the class. As he did, he watched Mrs. Colvin close the door then return to her desk.

Mrs. Colvin spoke first.

"Thierry, I just wanted to check on you. You were a bit out of it yesterday and I wanted to make sure you are ok. Is there anything I can do for you?"

"No thank you Mrs. Colvin. I was working through something at home. It wasn't anything bad, just something unusual and I was trying to process it. I apologize if I worried you."

Sylvia smiled at him. Ever polite this young man.

"I want you to know if there is ever anything you feel you can't discuss with someone; I am here as an objective ear. Being a young Black man is not easy these days. There are many distractions as well as obstacles. It helps to have someone unassuming to help you navigate through them at times."

"That is very thoughtful Mrs. Colvin. I will keep that in mind. Everything is fine now but thank you for offering to help. You never know, I may have to take you up on that offer someday."

Being this close to a woman he fantasized about caused an expected reaction to a young man and his crotch twitched. Sylvia saw that and worked hard to maintain her composure. Taking a second glance, she had to wonder if her eyes were deceiving her. Was he truly as large as he appeared? Clearing her throat, she looked Thierry in the eyes.

"As a teacher I take seriously the responsibility of not just educating but being aware of your well-being. I am very pleased to see that you have bounced back from whatever puzzled you yesterday. Please do have a great weekend and I will see you next week. Don't forget there is a paper due next Friday."

"Actually Mrs. Colvin, my paper was done. I was waiting until Friday to turn it in. After the last few days, I think I may re-write it."

This raised an eyebrow from the teacher.

"Well, it must have been a life altering few days to make you rethink what you want to do in the next five years. After all, the paper is supposed to be about "Areas Where You Will Mature in The Next Five Years."

"I'll only say that Thierry that was distracted in your class on Thursday has a clearer picture of who he is and where he wants to be in five years. I will have to re-write my paper, but it will be done by Friday."

Now Sylvia was intrigued. She wanted to pry further but felt that might not be wise. Besides, she would have a better idea in a week. Standing up she straightened her skirt and spoke.

"In that case, I cannot wait to read it. Have a great weekend and I will see you in class next week."

"Same to you Mrs. Colvin. I hope you and your family have as an eventful weekend as mine has planned."

With that Sylvia frowned a bit. No one knew she had lost her husband and there were no children to go home to this weekend or any other weekend. She stared off into space for a second remembering what it was like to go home to Rod and have an eventful weekend. The thought of going home alone saddened her. Thierry noticed her face change and asked.

"Did I say something wrong?"

The question snapped Sylvia back to the present conversation.

"Uh, I am fine Thierry. You just reminded me of something that's all."

With that Sylvia collected her things and walked out the door. This really struck Thierry as odd. He stood there for a second and then left as well. All the way home he thought about the conversation and could not find anything he had done wrong. It did bother him the way Mrs. Colvin left, and he realized he really didn't know anything about her. Thierry made up his mind he would change that fact. Shifting his focus, he could not wait to get home!

Back at home, Raquel knew Thierry would be home soon. This made her very anxious. All day, from the moment she woke up after Mom and Vixa left for work, she tried to stay busy. She cleaned her room, the bathroom, and the kitchen. She lost track of how many loads of clothes she washed, dried and folded. Her younger sisters were going to be shocked when they got home. She had even cleaned their room! At one point she was tempted to go into Thierry's room but decided against that.

Mom made it clear he was not a child and she felt doing that would invade his privacy. Instead, she prepared a large lasagna, Lovie's favorite, with a Caesar salad and garlic bread. Given that she knew the weekend would be action packed, she thought everyone would appreciate having some good food available. Now as she stood in the shower, her thoughts drifted back to Thierry. How would she approach him? How would he respond? Every nerve in her body was on edge. Recalling what Lovie had said to her, "Thierry must choose", how would she respond if he didn't choose her? Raquel tried not to worry about that. That part was out of her control. She did have some time, a few hours before Lovie and Vixa would return from work to be alone with Thierry. She had already chosen what she would wear.

A very short tee shirt that covered the top of her breasts but gave a hint of the bottom and a pair of yoga pants that would accentuate her ass, sculpted thighs and legs. Not overtly revealing but sure to cause a reaction. Stepping from the shower she dried herself and decided she would not apply any makeup. If her brother chose her, it would be her, in her most natural state. She brushed her hair back and tied a ponytail in the back. No perfume. She wanted him to be attracted to her pheromones. After dressing she went downstairs to prepare a snack for Thierry. He was always hungry when he got home. She made him a BLT on a hoagie roll. He loved those with some chips and some type of juice. Truth be told, Thierry would eat anything you prepared for him. That made her smile. She had shaved her pussy smooth and clean hoping he would want to "eat" that preparation as well. Having done all she could, she sat in the living room and turned on the TV. Not that she wanted to watch anything but needing the distraction.

At the office, Lovie remained professional as always with the three clients she had seen in the morning. Between sessions she would tease V. Sitting on her desk in such a way that the slit in her skirt showed lots of thighs and the thigh high stockings. Something she knew V loved. Standing behind V, breathing directly into her ear to give instructions she could have given from anywhere. It was exciting her as much as it was exciting V. Her strict instruction that V does not have any orgasms at work today drove her to tease even more. Vixa for her part, was ecstatic. For a submissive, the mentality of being denied sexual release was a euphoric aphrodisiac.

To see what she so desperately wanted yet not be able to have it, heightened her need for it. No one knew her like her Momma, although she had a feeling Mistress Raqi was going to be most formidable. She squeezed her pussy tightly, as the burn continued to build. It was a good thing her cock was tied down as it would have been quite visible. As it did, she could not fathom how people could have satisfying sex without foreplay. For Vixa, foreplay was EVERYTHING! Lovie looked at V and could see the glow in her cheeks. That made her happy. It also made her very horny. She had set the terms so she would abide by them. A Mistress with no control is no Mistress at all. She called V into her office.

When V arrived, Lovie spun her chair around to the side of her desk.

"Knees"

V dropped immediately.

"Crawl to me"

Obeyed without hesitation.

Lovie raised her legs spreading them wide. Her pussy was glistening. Placing one leg on the desk, she held the other leg with her hand.

"Lick the top of my thigh highs, first the right leg then the left."

Eager to oblige, V went to work. She licked slowly, making sure her tongue was wet. That was hard to do. The sight of Lovie's beautiful pussy always made her drool. V made sure her tongue touched both the thigh high and just a bit of flesh. This made Lovie moan.

"Yesss, Baby. Just like that. Make Mommy feel special."

That was Vixa's primary mission, to make Mommy feel special. She shifted to the other leg and started the dance again. Licking the top of the thigh high but making sure to touch just a bit of the flesh as well. Vixa shivered. She knew there more tasty offerings to be had but knew she would not have them if she did not obey without question. She could smell Lovie's sex and as it assailed her senses, it fueled the burn that was building in her even more.

Lovie wanted to push Vixa even further. Her pussy was smoldering, and she knew it. She wanted her closer but not touching it.

"V, I want you to lick my inner thighs, but you are not to touch my pussy, is that clearly understood?"

Vixa looked up at her. The longing in her eyes was unmistakable. No words spoken, Vixa moved deeper into Lovie and began to gently lick her sensitive inner thigh. From that place the heat and aroma of Lovie's sex served to enflame Vixa even more. She wanted so desperately to be told to lick it as well, but that instruction never came. Lovie allowed V to lick for a few more minutes then gently pushed her away as even though she was becoming overwhelmed with wanting more.

"That will be all for now Vixa, go and tidy up as we should have another client arriving in ten minutes."

Slowly Vixa rose, not wanting to leave but in complete obedience. Once Vixa left, Lovie also tidied herself. It would not do for a client to see her disheveled. She took the next few moments to go over her notes. There were only two more appointments after this one and that meant she and Vixa could get out of the office in a timely fashion. The Everrett couple were longtime clients that she was making tremendous progress with to help their marriage. Mr. Sloan was a veteran struggling to keep his family together while dealing with PTSD. The last was a new client, someone she had only spoken with by phone. Lovie loved that her practice was growing and was very intrigued by what she had learned from Sylvia Colvin when last they spoke.

Taking one last look at herself, she could hear Vixa welcome the Everett's and was positive the session would go well. For so many reasons, she could not wait to get home.

Thierry's ride home was uneventful. He was happy to see Raquel's car when he drove up to the house. His sister could be a pain at times, but she was his and he loved her. After last night and this morning, he really wanted to talk to her before Mom got home. Raquel had always been honest with him, sometimes too blatantly honest. Right now, he needed that more than anything. Was SHE looking forward to the weekend? Was she as shocked as HE was about what had taken place? Even more, what did she think about what Mom had said? Were the three of them REALLY going to educate him about sex?

Raquel heard him drive up and her pussy spasmed uncontrollably. Maintain your composure girl! You are the experienced one. Mom didn't say you couldn't fuck him. She said love him, educate him, help him grow. In her head she knew she could do all that. Her body wanted to FUCK HIM! As Thierry walked in, she worked hard to remain nonchalant. Her brother did look good though. Not a huge, muscled jock, but not a nerd. Honestly, he may not even catch the eye of someone with no knowledge. Knowing what she knew now, her brother Thierry was a MAN she could appreciate. She was determined not to say anything until he did.

Thierry walked in and saw his sister on the couch watching TV. He did not speak to her upon entering. In recent months he really felt that she wanted nothing to do with him. He truly did not know if he was an annoyance to her or if she simply did not see him the way she used to, as her little brother. He was dying to talk to her, he just didn't know how to approach her. He went into the kitchen. Hungry, he was always hungry. After the last day he was hungry. He saw the sandwich. Thank you, Raquel! He sat at the table devouring the food. Raquel walked in and he saw her clearly. She was beautiful to him. Hot would be an understatement. Raquel was every bit as desirable to him as Lovie. ANYTHING she asked of him, he would do, period. Feeling the need to say something, he said.

"Thank you for the snack, Sis! Really needed this today!"

Raquel saw her opening. Smiling at him and winking. Raquel measured her words.

"Hmmm, I wonder why that is T. Could it be what happened last night, or what we heard this morning."

Thierry blushed a bit.

"So, you guys heard that?"

"T, people in Europe heard you guys! That's not a complaint, just an observation."

"Did. Did you SEE too?"

"I won't lie to you T, yeah, we saw. It was hot!"

"Raquel, it was like I was another person once we got started. Mom knew more about what I wanted than I did, and it was like...it was like she just made me want to do it! I didn't even know I could do the things we did together. I still am not sure I believe it was me!"

Well, Little...hmmm, after what I have seen I can't call you that anymore can I? Thierry, what you must begin to understand is that our mother is a very special woman. There is nothing abnormal about what she got you to do. What you did was natural, and she knows better than anyone I know how to get you to open and be your natural self."

Thierry thought about what his sister said. She was right. Their Mother has never made them do things that were against their nature. Never forced them to do things they truly did not feel were right. She had always tested their comfort zones.

"What do you think is next Sis?'

"What do you want to be next? I think it was clear this weekend changes things for us all but mostly for you, Bro. Mom wants to educate you and wants me and V to help with that education. Honestly what happens next is more up to you than you think."

"So, if I told you I want you, how would we do that."

"That depends on what you want first."

As she made the statement, Raquel was removing her top. She then removed her pants and sat up on the table directly in front of Thierry, legs wide. Her clean-shaven pussy was soaking wet. The lips swollen and the clit extended. She took one finger and traced it from the bottom of her pussy all the way up to her clit. Circling her clit twice she then took her finger and sucked it deeply and loudly into her mouth. In a throaty voice she asked.

"Is this what you want next?"

Thierry blinked. He could not take his eyes off her pussy. It was so beautiful. It looked soft and delicate, but hot as fire at the same time. No pussy he had ever seen looked as good as Raquel's. Did he want it? There was no doubt he wanted it. There would only be one he would ever want more. Without a word he moved forward and kissed his sister's amazing sex. They both moaned, him in her pussy and her out loud.

"Hmmmm. I have been waiting all day to see if you want me next Thierry. Eat my pussy the way you want. I prepared it just for you."

Thierry didn't need to be told twice. Pulling his shirt up and over his head, he dove into Raquel's sweetness like he was starving. He licked until the lips opened wide. Then he stuck his tongue inside, pulling tasty juices from deep within. All the while Raquel trembled and shivered. His assault on her was more than she expected. There was no technique, no finesse, just pure hunger. She welcomed it. After waiting all day, she wanted nothing more. There would be time to teach, time to inform him what she liked. Now was about him having her and her having him in whatever form that took. Raquel could feel her orgasm building.

"Eat my fuckin pussy, awww damn, eat that fucking pussy! I'm going to come Thierry! All over your face, I am going to.....COME!!!

Raquel did just that. She put her hand behind Thierry's head and held it tight against her pussy as she had a powerful orgasm.

"Ooooooh, Baby, that's so good! If you keep that up, I'll come again!"

Hearing that was music to Thierry's ears. Accepting the challenge, he slid two fingers into her delicious pussy and rotated them slowly. Pulling them out he held them up to her mouth. Wishing they were his cock; she took them eagerly moaning as she sucked and licked her juices from them. Did her pussy really taste that good or was it because she was sucking her juices from her brother's fingers. Whatever the reason, it was intoxicating. Thierry was driving her crazy! He wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked hard. His tongue snaked out and tickled her. No fantasy he had about her matched what he was experiencing right now. She was so wet, so sweet. He licked harder, then tongued her deeply.

"Almost there T, please don't stop!"

He had no intention of doing so and tongued her clit until she exploded.

"Yessss, that's it! Unnnh!!!

Raquel's body contorted and twisted as intense sexual release wracked her body. Thierry tried to grip her but could not hold her as she squirmed and wiggled away.

"Wait, Thierry, please T, wait!

Thierry leaned back and looked at his sister. He was amazed by what saw. She was ablaze! Her breathing was ragged as she worked to compose herself.

"Are you okay, Sis?"

"T, brother I am wonderful. Let's take this party upstairs."​