Incest/Taboo Lucky Me

Getting the casts off felt amazing. And though I'd still have to wear a leg and wrist brace on occasion, it was nice being able to take them off in order to shower again, without help. Though the excuse for either mom or my Aunt being with me when I did no longer mattered anyway.

Just before Aunt Kathy left, dad and I at least got to enjoy seeing the two of them together, eventually joining in ourselves. And once again, a flash-back perhaps in doing that, laying between my Aunt's legs, fucking her...mom and dad next to us, watching them fuck. I almost felt like I should be standing outside the door of their room watching through the crack, rather than actually laying there beside them instead. Still...it was curiously hot, and I honestly did learn something by it too. Having been together for as long as they had been now, they knew one another inside and out. It was almost like watching a perfectly choreographed dance. Very little conversation was needed, each one seeming to sense the need, want and desire of the other long before asking it. They just moved into it naturally, gracefully. Though admittedly, I for one missed the rather erotic, dirty chatter that I'd enjoyed with the two of them. Thankfully, Aunt Kathy remained as vocal as she'd always been.

"Slice my cunt baby! That's it! Fuck my naughty wet gash!" She screamed out as her third orgasm of the evening claimed her. All I could do was look over at mom and dad with a shit-eating grin on my face, and do as my Aunt asked.

"Way to go son!" Dad said afterwards as we all lay there collecting our respective breaths. Dad still absentmindedly fondling his now rather limp dick...just as I was. Mom leaning up on her elbows between us, kissing each one...giggling.

"Oh yeah...like father...like son."

If I thought my newfound sex-life was about to improve, I was sadly mistaken. With my Aunt Kathy returning home, things here simply reverted right back to normal, almost as though nothing at all had ever happened between us. We didn't even talk about it, dad went back to being dad, doing the same ole, same ole...and mom too did almost the same. Almost.

The only thing that had changed around the house day in a day out, was the sudden lack of modesty they'd once shown around me. Now, though mom didn't exactly parade about naked all the time, seeing her come down stairs wearing nothing more than her robe, with it mostly open, became the norm. And even dad too didn't seem to be too overly concerned when he came down on a Saturday morning to read the paper, wearing nothing more than his boxers. Sometimes his big ole floppy dick would pop out, whereas he'd just tuck it back in as though it was a normal everyday occurrence for it to do that. Like I said...it was becoming one, strange as it was.

I'd really even started to wonder if I'd imagined everything that had happened, and then Aunt Kathy showed up one afternoon for a quick visit. Having just gotten home from work myself, I walked in, hearing what sounded like two cats fighting upstairs. I took them two at a time, reaching the landing, sprinting down the hall stepping into the doorway of my parents bedroom just in time to see the two of them finishing one another off with a couple of very loud vibrators.

"Jesus...I thought someone was dying!" I said standing there in the doorway looking at the two of them.

"I am...or I was," Aunt Kathy laughed. "I've been dying ever since I left here to have you fuck me again," she then quipped. "So...get over here...especially now that you have those damn casts off."

I fucked her, and then mom. First time in weeks, side by side. It was just like it had been, like we'd never stopped, picking up from where we left off. Needless to say Aunt Kathy stayed over for dinner, dad arriving home just as they began serving it up. We ate together, laughed, and then sure enough, soon as we'd straightened everything up, Dad spun Aunt Kathy around right there on the living room couch and fucked her doggy until she started barking like one. Mom meanwhile gave me what was probably the best ever blowjob while I simultaneously sucked cunt for what seemed like the very first time.

And then just like that...mom and dad went back to being Ozzie and Harriet. And I felt like I had reentered the twilight zone or something.

Obviously...there must have been some sort of unspoken rule that I hadn't been let in on or given to understand. If Aunt Kathy showed up, then it was like anything goes...and did. But the moment she left, aside from mom and dad still running around half naked most of the time, it felt like "hands off", so I quit thinking about it...or tried to anyway.

After about a week of that however, and with Aunt Kathy being too busy as of late to come over for a visit, I was climbing the proverbial walls. Luckily, I now had something else to look forward to however with Beth and my Aunt Diane's arrival only a few days away. I'd even scheduled and taken some vacation time from work in order to spend as much time with them as I could. So at least there was that.

It was thinking about her, about that last night we'd sort of...spent together when I found myself standing there in the shower with a massive erection. As it had in fact been a couple of days now since I'd even jerked off, I found the urgent need to do so, and thus began wanking my prick, one hand braced against the wall of the shower, the other furiously stroking my shaft when mom inexplicably came walking into the bathroom. I hadn't locked the door...though with the somewhat (or used to be anyway) lessoning of any inhibitions around the house, I hadn't felt the need to do so. Having heard me in the shower, mom came walking in with a fresh change of towels as that had in fact been her intent to do even before I'd gone in to take one. So lost in my own decadent thoughts at the time, I hadn't even heard her come in. As the shower doors themself were clear rather than opaque or frosted over, it was clearly evident what I was standing there doing as mom popped a towel over the top of the shower enclosure for me.

"You do know I just cleaned that out from top to bottom yesterday," she said scaring the hell out of me as I jumped, turning...cock in hand still though I immediately released it. She wasn't mad...wasn't anything like that in fact. Just mom being mom, though honestly, her standing there looking at me, talking about me "dirtying" up her thoroughly cleaned tub wasn't exactly something most "moms" would stand there and actually discuss. "Can't you at least get out and squirt it into the toilet when you come?" She then asked as though this was again the most normal natural conversation for the two of us to be having. "Either that...or make sure you clean it all up if you're bound and determined to do it in there," she told me. With that, mom turned and left the bathroom. Talk about a mood killer. And then the door opened again, and in she came again, sliding open the glass doors, looking down at my somewhat deflated erection.

"I'm sorry, I really shouldn't have spoiled it for you," she said smiling at me. "Come here, let me make it all better for you. Next thing I know, I'm standing there with my dick in mom's mouth as she sucked me off. After filling her cheeks with two days worth of cum juice, she did swallow most if not all of it this time, smiling at me after she did. "Keep this one between you and I," she said. "I owed you that much at the very least."

I knew then...that there really was some sort of unspoken, unwritten rule about all this that no one had let me in on. And though confusing as hell at times, I had no choice but to accept it, and look forward even more to my Aunt Kathy's infrequent visits.

It was Friday night. Dad would be picking up his sister, and my cousin from the airport on his way home from work. Mom had spent the better part of the day cleaning the house once again for about the third time in as many days. She was moody while doing it too. Although I was anxious and looking forward to their visit, I knew that mom and Aunt Diane didn't get along all that well. For some odd-ball reason, they never seemed to get along since the day she and dad had gotten married. Not that they called one another names or anything like that, at least not to one another's faces. But there had been those occasional catty remarks they both made, all the while smiling, grinning at one another, even holding onto one another's arms at times while doing so. Making out like they were the very best of friends. I often looked to see if either one...or both of them were simultaneously digging their fingernails into one another as they did that.

"How come you and Aunt Diane don't get along?"

"What makes you say that?" Mom asked trying to act like that was the dumbest thing she'd ever heard me say.

"Oh I don't know...maybe because I see the way you sometimes roll your eyes whenever she says something that I know she said just to irk you? Or maybe the way you bite your tongue, and then slam a glass down on the kitchen counter when you don't think anyone can see or hear you doing that?"

"Oh...best be more careful in the future about that then shouldn't I?" She said giving up the pretense at least. She then sighed. "You might as well know Jim, ever since your father and I got married, she's never felt like I was ever good enough for him."

"No surprise there. She makes that fairly obvious. But why? Why's she still think that after all these years? She knows damn well that you and dad are happy together. And look at her life...she's not exactly got a lot of room to talk. I mean I'm glad she and Uncle G have parted ways, especially for Beth's sake. But obviously...she didn't have what it takes to keep her own marriage from falling apart."

"Part of it...is that she's jealous," mom openly admitted. "It's because we do have something special together still, that she never did have. Not with George anyway," mom said a bit more softly.

"If not him? Who?" I asked curiously. Mom looked at me, her eyes boring into mine.

"Your father," she said simply.

"Oh," I responded back. And then a whole lot of things suddenly fell into place.

With several hours yet to kill before they got here, mom was flitting about like a nervous butterfly. She kept arranging and rearranging things all over the house wherever she walked from room to room.

"You know what you need," I told her as she passed by me for what had to have been the sixth time going from the family room into the kitchen, and back again without any apparent reason for doing so.

"A drink? It's early yet. And besides, I don't plan on getting wasted until after she gets here. Then I can tolerate her a little easier once I've had enough of those to sooth my nerves some," she told me.

"No...not a drink. But a nice hard, very relaxing orgasm."

She actually did laugh at that. "Except for the fact, I'm not in the mood to run upstairs and get myself off with my vibrator," she told me. "Too much work. And like I said...I'm really not in the mood for that, not to mention with you sitting here downstairs knowing I was doing that. This may come as a bit of a surprise to you...but even after everything we've shared recently, I still find myself a little shy with you knowing that. Oh sure...admittedly, once I become aroused, horny...let the beast out so to speak, 'shy me' gets locked away. But the moment I've climaxed, had an orgasm...'shy me' returns, my own personal Jekyll and Hide."

I reached up taking her hand, effectively pulling her down next to me there on the couch. Reluctantly, she allowed herself to follow, though quickly taking her hand back once she had sat down.

"You need to relax," I told her again. "Remember the other day in the shower?" I actually watched her cheeks color up a little as I reminded her of that.

"Yeah so?"

"Well, you did me a BIG favor. Now...let me do you one," I told her.

She hesitated before responding, obviously considering it though only briefly, and then placed her hands on either side of her preparing to stand. "I don't think..."

I pulled her down again, not letting her get up. "Like you said...this one's between us," I tried.

"As tempting an offer as that is...I really don't think..."

"That's just it mom. Don't think. Don't think about it one way or the other. Just relax, let me relax you...think of it as Aunt Diane preparation for the evening ahead. Come on, you're as jumpy as a cat. And you know how much that really does upset dad, seeing the two of you constantly going at one another's throats, even if you both make it look and sound like you're not. Everyone else knows that you are. So...how about just relaxing, not thinking and getting all worked up over their arrival here this evening. I mean who knows mom? Maybe now that she and Uncle G aren't married anymore, she'll lighten up a little."

"I doubt that Jim, if anything she might even be worse because of it." At least mom seemed content to sit there for a moment longer while we talked anyway.

"Yeah? Well here's something else you should think about and try," I told her. "Who knows...maybe you're right, about her, and if you are...if you were to act like this instead of that, you might see an entirely different person emerge out of her because of it."

I then told her my thoughts, explaining it all to her in detail. At first she just sat there looking at me like I'd suddenly turned insane. But slowly...over the next hour she began listening to reason, seeing where I was headed with this, what I thought could, and very possibly would happen should she actually do this.

"I don't know Jim...and besides, your father..."

Once again I surprised her. "Let me be the one to worry about dad this time," I informed her. "Maybe it's time that he and I had a son to father chat."

I could see mom was already starting to loosen up a little, far less antsy and nervous than she had been less than an hour ago. "You know...maybe I will go upstairs and have a little nap," she teased knowingly. "Maybe that might help."

"Nap hell mom...you just need a good old fashioned pussy licking, and I just happen to know the best person here that can give you that. Like I said...I owe you one after the other day. And like you said...this one's between us."

Ten minutes later I was kneeling on the floor between mom's legs, each one draped over my shoulders as I sat there flicking her hard little clit with my tongue. My hands kneading her soft pliant titty-flesh, playing with those amazingly hard nipples of hers, which of course had simultaneously gotten me hard as well.

"God...you do that even better than your father does," mom said shocking me a little.

"How about Aunt Kathy?"

Mom moaned, though she chuckled too. "Maybe as good...but even if you're not quite there yet...with practice, you sure as hell will be," she added sighing pleasurably as I drew her hard little nubbin in sucking, holding it." "OK...maybe you are," she sighed pleasurably again.

Reluctantly I let go of one of her breasts, my hand now traveling down running up inside that super slick passage of hers. Almost immediately I found that soft little spongy spot up inside, rubbing and caressing it with my fingers as I continued to suck-nibble her precious clit.

"Fuck...where'd you learn how to do that?" she asked arching her back, pressing herself even more forcefully against my face.

"Aunt Kathy," I beamed proudly. "She told me. Told me that next time I was munching on my mother...that I should try doing this."

"Remind me to tell her thank you," she sighed once again, slowly face-fucking me now as I continued stroking her sweet spot, rapidly flicking her clit back and forth now with my tongue as I felt her breathing suddenly intensify. "Never mind...I'll thank her personally myself in another way," mom groaned, and then launched herself, climaxing explosively against me as I held on for dear life.

I actually found I was as anxious and nervous as mom was, though for an entirely different reason. Seeing Beth again was something I was looking forward to, but let's face it, a lot of time had passed. The fact we had never once spoken about that night, what we'd both done watching one another. Not a single word had been uttered even, including that night. So it was not without a small bit of trepidation that I was curious as to how she'd act, respond around me after their arrival.

A short time later we heard dad's car pulling up into the drive. Mom and I both nervously standing there in the sitting room though no doubt for completely different reasons. Moments later the door opened, Aunt Diane walking in first, Beth following behind, though to be honest, it took me a moment to realize it was even her, she had changed that much!

"Welcome," mom said courteously enough, hugging dad's sister, as she returned the hug though it was far less than the way she hugged me moments later. I was hardly aware of that however, still staring at Beth as she stood there looking back at me, a small smile on her face as she said, "Hello Jim...been a while hasn't it?"

If I didn't know it was Beth, I'd have never recognized her. Gone was her long blonde hair. It was now coal black, cut short along one side, swept over towards the other hanging just below her ears. It had been tipped with bright red coloring, almost looking as though she had flames in her hair the way it had been styled. In addition to that, she now wore dark eye-shadow, though it did make her blue eyes stand out even more than they had before. Her lips likewise painted an almost purplish-black color. Different enough that, but so were the clothes she was wearing. I had never seen her in anything like she was wearing now, an almost too tight black tank-top that hinted at the absence of a bra. Black shorts, a wide leather belt that was studded, along with black knee-high boots completing the ensemble.

"Holy shit!" I said out loud before realizing I had actually spoken my thoughts verbally. Beth laughed, and then stepped over giving me both a hug and a kiss.

"You've changed a little yourself too," she informed me. "Though probably not quite as much as I have," she said whispering in my ear, once again giggling as she actually nipped it with her teeth before stepping back, now giving mom an affectionate hug in greeting as I likewise did with my aunt.

"My, my....Goth is it?" Mom asked looking at her niece, pleasantly surprised, even smiling at her as she gave her an even thorough looking over.

"Personally, I don't know what she calls it," Aunt Diane stated. "But I've given up trying to control her any more. Besides, she really is an adult now, and if she wants to run around looking like something you'd scare up in a graveyard, I guess that's her choice."

"Yes it is...and yes, I am," Beth said looking at me, smiling once again.

"Well, let me show you to your rooms," mom said. "Jim? You'd probably best go help your dad out with the luggage," mom reminded me as I caught a wink from Beth just before turning to head out.

"My room would be downstairs then?" She asked. Mom nodded. "Cool," she said simply and then headed downstairs to check out her room as I headed outside to help dad carry things in.

Dad was of course waiting for me, having piled up what looked like enough luggage for a month's stay.

"Well? Did they get along well enough?" He asked actually a bit worried. "No punches thrown at least?"

"Not physically no," I chortled picking up what I knew to be Beth's luggage. "But I do think that maybe you should sit down and have a talk with mom later," I informed him. "You might be surprised by what she has to say," I added seeing his curious look. He nodded his head at me briefly, and then followed me back inside the house carting his sister's baggage.

I quickly headed downstairs to the guest room where my cousin would be staying. The door was open so I didn't worry about knocking or anything as I entered, juggling several bags at once, which had captured my attention. "So...where do you..." I looked up, swallowing my tongue, dropping one suitcase entirely. Beth stood there next to the dresser, she'd just finished pulling off the tank top she'd been wearing, confirming my earlier suspicions. But what surprised me even more, was she made no effort to cover herself either as she stood there so calmly, her beautiful bare breasts fully exposed.

"On the bed would be fine," she answered. "Thought I'd take a nice hot shower after the flight...I'm all sticky and smelly," she grinned allowing me several moments of appreciative ogling before she finally turned heading into the bathroom. Though even then, she didn't close the door either.

"I'll ah...see you after your shower then," I called into her, just catching a glimpse of her bare ass as she finished removing the rest of her clothing.

"No...don't go. Come in...talk to me while I shower," she said surprising me even more. Hesitant, I entered the bathroom only then hearing her as she turned on the shower adjusting it.

Unlike mom and dad's shower, this one had frosted glass. And though it was easy enough to see my cousin was naked, it was just the vague outline of her body appearing through the glass partition as I came in, taking a seat on the toilet across from her.

"So...how've you been anyway?" I asked dumbly, not quite sure what it was she wanted to talk about or why. Though delighted at the opportunity to look at her even through the frosted glass as I sat there. Quite naturally too however, I became immediately aroused as I did so.

"Good, really good," she replied, suddenly opening the door just a crack so she could actually stick her head out when saying that. As she did, I caught a much better glimpse of her beautiful naked body...or rather her tits again anyway as she did that. She stepped back, washing her hair, though speaking to me again. "And guess what?"

"What?"

"I'm no longer a virgin anymore either."

I sat in silence for a moment trying to digest that, wondering what I should say...if saying anything when answering.

"Well? Aren't you going to ask me?"

"Ask what?" I replied, not at all sure as to what specifically it was she actually wanted me to ask her about it.

"Like...when? How?"

"Ok...when? How? Who?" I added curiously.

That one she laughed at, sticking her head back through the opening of the door again. "Who you wouldn't know even if I told you, and besides...it was only a onetime thing anyway, ancient history. When? About six months ago, believe it or not...up in the canyons on a blanket, that's the how part. And speaking of the how part....how about you?"

"Me?"

"Yeah...you! Don't tell me you're still dating your hand...don't you have a girlfriend? If not several of them by now?"

No way in hell could I tell her who it was I had been fucking lately. "No...not really, not recently anyway," I stated as she once again looked out of the shower towards me skeptically.

"No body?"

"Nope."

She grinned, once again stepping back beneath the falling water. "Well...guess we'll have to do something about that," she stated, though it was hard for me to hear if that's what she really said.

"Sorry...missed that, what did you say again?"

"I said...hand me a towel," which of course didn't sound at all like what I thought she'd said, though I let it go, grabbing her a fresh one off the rack, holding it, prepared to hand it to her as she turned off the shower. I then expected her hand to come out through the partial opening, but what she did then was to slide back the door totally and completely, only then accepting it. "Thank you," she grinned using that one to dry her hair with, a much easier task now as short as it was.

I stood there watching her tits jiggle, amongst other things. Her nipples hard and erect, which after a hot shower told me that maybe they were an aroused erect.

"So...you need a cold shower maybe?" She said finally drying off the rest of her body though her eyes were now focused towards my crotch, which was straining almost painfully against the front of my jeans.

"Yeah, after seeing you...I could use one," I told her.

"Be my guest."

I was tempted, but I also knew I would soon be missed, and I wasn't too keen on letting Aunt Diane catch me down here standing in Beth's bathroom naked in her shower. Beth's obvious openness might have changed considerably, but I doubt my Aunt's had. "I think I'll ah...take one later," I said. "Time for me to get back upstairs before I'm missed."

"Yeah, maybe you'd better...hate for anyone to come down here and catch me sucking your dick or anything," she said teasingly. Though even as I finally forced myself into leaving, I wondered if her taunt wasn't half serious. And then hoped as I climbed the stairs back up into the kitchen area that it actually was.

It was nice at least to see mom, dad and my Aunt sitting at the table sharing a coffee together, actually laughing as I emerged, though their jocularity seemed to halt the moment I stepped into the room. Even dad's face seemed a little redder than normal, almost as though they'd been sharing a private joke that I wasn't privy too. Odd...but nice to see the three of them smiling, even though they all looked like cats that had swallowed canaries.

"I miss something?" I asked not letting any of them off the hook.

"Something," mom actually grinned quite broadly. "We were just in the process of letting by-gones be bygones," she told me, and then shocked me even as she leaned over kissing my Aunt, who likewise stunned me, turning to accept the kiss from mom full on the lips. Ok, so it wasn't some erotic, hot naughty kiss, just a quick brief one. But if you knew the way my mother and Aunt had always acted around one another, even seeing that would have been totally uncharacteristic.

"Go get dressed," dad now informed me. "We're going out to dinner this evening, someplace nice for a change," he then added. "So at least wear a pair of newer, clean looking jeans and a decent shirt. After dinner, thought we'd come back here, open up that bottle of wine I've been saving, and spend the evening together, sort of getting reacquainted..."

"Better acquainted..." My Aunt said smiling at me with a look in her eyes I had never seen before, her statement hinting at something more, though she had left it there. Mom did give her a sly look, which I'd seen before. It was one of her patented "Not now" looks, which she tossed my Aunt's way, as she smiled back standing.

"Yes well...I'd best go look in on Beth, make sure what she's wearing is decent enough to go out in, especially these days," she then added. "And besides...we need to have a quick chat here before we do that," she said looking first at dad, and then back at mom. Grinning from ear to ear as she excused herself heading downstairs.

"Someone want to tell me what's really going on?" I asked as soon as she'd left.

"Maybe later," mom said shooing me away. "Now...go get dressed, and like your dad said, something nice and clean at the very least."

I came back downstairs a little over an hour later prepared to go out to dinner, which is when I learned that Beth had chosen not to go along with us. At first I honestly thought she was hoping that I'd stay back as well, thus giving us some time alone...and that perhaps she'd done so on purpose, so that we could maybe be together. But...as it turned out, there was a somberness expressed, which came along with that.

"I'm sorry Jim, didn't mean to put a damper on the evening," Aunt Diane said. "But after the three of us talked...discussed things we should have discussed years ago, I thought it was best that I talk about them with Beth too, let her know what was going on. As it turns out, maybe I should have waited in doing so. At the moment...she's not too happy with me, or with any of us for that matter. So that's why she's decided to stay back and not go with us. I think she needs some time to herself to digest and come to understand and accept what I told her."

"Maybe I should talk to her," I offered.

"I'm not sure that would do any good right now honey," mom said. "And besides...you don't really know the entire story yourself yet either."

"Well then...maybe I should. Obviously, I'm now the only one who DOESN'T know what the hell's going on around here."

"He's right," Dad said. "Time for him to hear it too, especially since Beth does. Why don't you two run up and finish getting ready while Jim and I have a father to son chat here."

The moment the two of them had left, dad turned to me. "Well son, obviously as you now well know...this family is full of surprises. Though I'm happy to say, no more in the way of hidden kept secrets however. And hopefully, after this...there won't be any more either. And more importantly, that after you hear what I have to tell you...things will eventually smooth themselves out. But...here it is, for what it's worth. Beth isn't just your cousin, she's also your sister."

You could have knocked me over with a feather. "Beth...she's, you and Aunt Diane?" I was stuttering, still trying to comprehend all this. "All this time...did you know? Suspect?"

"I did yes, but Diane always told me it wasn't...that Beth wasn't, until tonight. And I'm not sure she would have even then had your mother not spoken to her alone, briefly before that. She basically told Diane she knew about her and I, that we'd been close...closer perhaps that we should have been, but that we had been. And that your mom knew Diane still had affections for me in much stronger ways than just being brother and sister. But that's also when she told Diane about her sister, and the three of us having been together, and that she wanted Diane to know, she had no problem with that, as long as I still wanted to. Which of course...I do, always have. But up until things happened with all of us, I didn't think that Diane and I ever would again, nor did she obviously...until tonight anyway."

"So that's what the three of you must have been talking about, mom's being ok with you and Aunt Diane being together again."

"Yes that...and then of course telling us about Beth, finally admitting the truth. George had always wondered, suspected that Beth wasn't really his, which is why he was perhaps so hard on her. A piece of revenge perhaps, though Diane always insisted she was, always denied his ridicules accusations. Though obviously...they were true."

"And obviously...Beth didn't take the news very well then did she?"

"Apparently not, though your Aunt thought she would when she finally heard the truth. I think unfortunately, it wasn't the best time...or the best way she should have told her. It was a lot to take in all at once, so unexpectedly. Going to take her some time to adjust to the fact, you're in a sense, her cousin and brother, or...half brother anyway."

"Going to take me a while to digest that myself," I told him, now understanding why Beth was so upset. I probably would have been more so as well, but now...after having experienced what I had with my own parents, I obviously saw things in an entirely different light than she was at the moment.

"Anyway...we thought you should know. Especially as you also now know, my sister...me and your mom, might well..."

"I got it. No worries. But...what about mom's sister? You going to tell her about all this any time soon?"

"Sooner than you think, she's joining us at the house later for drinks. Your mom's already been on the phone with her as it is, so I'm pretty sure she's already well aware of the situation."

I sat in silence thinking about everything, and then finally announced. "I'm not going either. I promise I won't bug Beth to come out and talk, but I am going to let her know that I'm here in case she wants to."

"We figured as much," dad said standing. "Especially after you found out as well. Might not be such a bad idea, just in case Beth does need someone closer to her to talk about it with...especially you under the circumstances. So hopefully...she will. We should be gone no more than a couple of hours, and then back here for drinks later. So as I said, be expecting Aunt Kathy to be showing up sometime around nine or so, ok?"

"Jesus," I said sitting down again. "Beth's my fucking sister!"

I waited until after they had all left, and then went downstairs towards Beth's room. Sure enough, the door was closed. I knocked.

"Go away."

"Beth? It's me...Jim, I'm not going to ask you to let me in, all I want you to know is that I stayed behind too. I learned just as you did tonight...about, well about us. So...like I said, if you do want to talk about it, I'll be upstairs if you decide you want to." I stood there listening for a moment more, but Beth said nothing else, so I went back up stairs.

I'd been sitting there staring at the TV, without watching it when the door opened and in came my Aunt Kathy. I glanced at my watch, it was barely even seven-thirty yet.

"I didn't think you were coming over until later?"

"I know. Thought it might be best if I came over sooner than that, saw how you were doing, how you were taking the unexpected news." She turned looking in the general direction of where Beth obviously was. "How's she taking it?"

"Not very well I don't think," still trying to grasp it myself, though I personally didn't see a whole lot of problems here with it once I'd considered everything. But then again...I was also in a much different place than Beth obviously was under the circumstances.

"No surprise there. Maybe she'll open up to me even more so than you," she said, sitting her purse down on the chair heading in that direction. I knew Beth liked Aunt Kathy almost as much as she liked mom, and being that she was a woman, perhaps she'd be more inclined to at least talk to her. Kathy had a way of doing that with most people. So if anyone had a shot at getting Beth to open up and discuss it, she did.

An hour went by. It was now eight-thirty. Another half an hour or so, and the rest of them would be getting home soon. Though I had long ago turned off the TV, I was still staring at it even then, wondering how things were going...or not going downstairs, when I heard the sound of footsteps coming up. And not just one pair of footsteps...but two!

Kathy entered the room smiling at me and sat down on the couch facing me, though saying nothing. Beth entered in behind her, stood there for a moment and looked at me. "So...you're my brother."

"Yeah...I guess I am. And you're my sister."

She stood looking at me for a moment more, and then smiled...big. She came walking over, sitting down beside me, and kissed me, full on the mouth, even with my Aunt Kathy sitting across the way from us. She then turned towards my Aunt. Thanks Kathy, thanks for pointing out the obvious to me.

"Anytime sweetheart," Aunt Kathy said. "Now...I'm going to go fix us all a drink, something I'm sure we can all use now anyway. Might as well get a head start before the rest of them show up. In the meantime, you two have got a few minutes to chat about it...alone." As soon as she left, Beth turned towards me, once again kissing me.

"Ok, I'm confused here. At first you were upset to discover I was your brother, well...half brother, half cousin? Whatever the hell we are to one another anyway. And now...you're kissing me, like this?"

Beth laughed. "Yeah, well...after Kathy explained things to me, as well as a few others things, I guess you could say, I finally saw the light. And when I realized that if I was going to be mad, or stay upset by it, that it would most likely ruin the rest of my time here. I knew then she was right. Can't change what is...all I can do is accept it, or not. I decided...to accept it. I mean after all, not that big of a step, having the hot's for my cousin...or now my own brother is it?"

"You...you, have the hot's for me?"

"Of course I do...couldn't you tell? Especially after that first night? Or by practically inviting you into the shower? Though obviously...you never took the hint."

All this was of course great and all...but the problem was, there was a hell of a lot more to this story, which Beth didn't know. How would she react when and if she found out? What would she do then? Which is about the time, she surprised me with what she did know. Obviously my Aunt Kathy had filled her in on quite a bit of it already.

"I have to admit Jim, I was a little bit jealous."

"Jealous? Of what?"

"You and Kathy."

I swallowed. Though that was admission enough.

"Yeah...she told me, told me about you...her...your mom."

"Mom?"

"Yeah, your mom. Sure, I was a little surprised at hearing that too admittedly. And then she told me everything, how that all happened, why it happed...what happened. And then she told me something else too. She told me...my mom, still doesn't know about that part...yet. But, that before the night's through...she will. Apparently your mom and dad decided no more secrets, period. So they're going to tell her about it, about all of it...which is why they also invited your Aunt Kathy over, so she would be here when they did. Except..."

"Except?"

Beth chuckled. "Except she's also going to see and realize, that you and I have a thing now too, which is what she's going to see shortly after they arrive home here in just a bit."

"They are?"

"Yes...they are," Aunt Kathy said walking into the room carrying a tray of drinks. She was naked. "In the meantime, bottoms up. Here's to the three of us." She stated. "Now...what's say we get this party started shall we?"

I looked at Beth as she now stood quickly stripping out of her own clothes. "I have to admit...I've always been curious about being with another woman," she informed me as she soon after joined Beth, the two of them now standing side-by-side like a pair of erotic bookends. "Just never thought it would be someone like you who would be my first," she said brazenly. "Can't help wondering what mom will think about that," she then added.

"What can she think?" Kathy responded. "Not like she hasn't...or doesn't herself, especially after what you told me about your mother," Kathy answered back.

"What about Aunt Diane?" I now asked.

"Nope...sorry, no details while dressed," she said simply. "You only get to hear the naughty dirty stuff when you're naked...not until then."

I jumped up and began removing my clothes. "Naughty dirty stuff? Where, when...how?"

Beth laughed. "Well, shortly after George and her split up, I came home unexpectedly from work...and well, there she was...she and Mrs. Davenport, the gal next door."

"The redhead?" I asked vaguely remembering her.

"Yeah, the redhead with the store bought tits...that's the one yes. Anyway, that's what I walked in on when I came home early, the two of them lying there in the middle of the living room floor. They were so busy lapping away at one another's cunts, neither of them heard me. I just stood there watching for a while, shocked that mom was obviously so into it...enjoying herself. Which simply confirmed for me, it was something I wanted to try myself one day...when and if the right woman came along. And now...here she is, just like that."

"Yep...here I is alright," Kathy said laughing back, reaching over to cup my sister-cousins breast, which honestly I wished I was now doing myself.

"Anyway, after she discovered me standing there watching the two of them...she didn't make a bit issue out of me changing my hair or clothes after that. Especially as her divorce wasn't as yet finalized. George would have made it a whole lot harder and more difficult on her had he known about all that. So yeah, in a way...I sort of black mailed my own mother just so I could do this...be more of who I wanted to be. And so now...here I am, like this, and in moments now, about to find out what she did, what your mom did...and of course what Kathy did with both of them."

"Both of them? Jesus H! How many more surprises are there anyway?"

"Not too many more," Kathy said. "Though I have a feeling after tonight, there won't be any at all...which isn't exactly a bad thing. At the very least, we'll all have our cards face up on the table won't we?"

She was right about that, but I also wanted to hear the details, all of it. "You do know I'm going to want to hear the rest of that story," I told her. "About you and Aunt Diane."

"Oh I'm sure you will...later no doubt. But right now, what's say the three of us have some fun of our own before the others get here. No doubt seeing us will certainly open the door to those discussions anyway. And the way I see it...might as well get everything out in the open at once, no sense prolonging it, or hiding it...or pretending it's something else other than what it is either."

One thing I had always loved about my Aunt Kathy, she never did take any shortcuts, and always was the first one to cut to the chase.

"Sounds like a plan to me," I said as I sat down to sip my drink. "So...when do I get to watch you two?" I then asked.

"Right now," Kathy said. "Lay down baby..." She said speaking to my sister/cousin. "Auntie Kath's about to eat your pussy!"​