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I stand at the shallow end as my sister does laps, enjoying seeing that firm, round ass flexing as she swims. After three laps she stops and walks to me, draping her arms over my shoulders, I can smell the alcohol on her breath.
"I'm so glad you're here. This looks like a great life, but I'm trapped here with that oaf, and I hate every minute."
"Is that why you drink so much?"
I rest my hands on her waist, I can feel the little string. I'm hard and I'm guilty about thinking this fucked up shit with my sister.
"It's the only way I can survive."
"I'm sorry it's so bad."
We stand in the sun. The pool filter kicks on, pushing the water around us. Morgan looks over my shoulder, "I don't fuck him anymore."
"I don't need to know that."
She's talking, unburdening, "I can't. He's got a dick like a doorknob, the head, it's huge, and he's rough all the time, it's like I'm being raped. He damn near killed me one night fucking my face with that thing, and I had to run away when he wanted to stick it up my ass."
I open my mouth to reply, but she's not done, "You see how furry I am. He won't let me trim my pussy. He says it'll keep other men from fucking me. What an asshole. I've had so many propositions from guys that love my furry pussy. One of these days..."
Morgan moves and my covered erection brushes her thigh. She pauses and moves again, confirming. Now she's gonna call me a pervert and toss me out, gold or no gold. She looks at me, "Sorry, that was way too much information, but I have to tell somebody. You're family, so it's okay. Right?"
If Morgan touched my cock right now, I'd cum. Dirty talk sets me off, and hearing it from my sister makes it worse.
"You can tell me anything, Morgan."
She moves back, we're eye-to-eye, she's biting her lip, "Anything?"
I keep my distance, "Yeah, anything. Like you said, we're family. I'd do anything for you."
Morgan turns away, and I just barely hear her, "Careful what you offer, brother."
She walks up the cast-in stairs, not using the railing. The water runs off her hard body, her firm ass flexes as she takes each step. A rivulet of water runs down her back and between the perfect globes of her ass. I realize—I'm in love with my sister.
I can't take my eyes off Morgan's body as she walks into the house. I don't know what to do. This whole thing is getting out of hand.
I'm tired of the pool. I get out and go to my room, making a plan for tomorrow, after masturbating.
I'm standing naked after my shower when there's a knock on my door. Can't be Morgan, she doesn't knock. I wrap my towel and open the door.
"I brought you some more towels."
We both know I don't need any towels, but I step back and let Kate in. She steers around me and looks for a place to put the towels I don't need. I point to the bed.
"Kate, I need to apologize, and explain."
She's wearing the same clothes I watched her take off to masturbate. I'm standing in just a towel and my dick is getting hard. Kate plunks the towels on the bed and turns to look at me.
"I know we agreed not to be alone together, but I need to know that we won't be overheard."
"I'll behave."
Kate sits in the armchair, smiles, and points, "With just that towel, you'll have to, Dirty Charlie."
I sit on the loveseat and pull a blanket off the back, laying it on my lap, "There, now I'm safe."
"So, Sean and me..."
"It's none of my business, Kate. You don't have to tell me. I was shocked, but not offended."
Kate leans back, "Charlie, I gotta tell someone. I know I can trust you, right? You're not gonna get all wound up and come over here and grab my tiny titties?"
"No, I won't, even if you ask and I like your little titties."
Kate blushes right down to her chest, "Thank you." She gets up and walks around the room as she talks, nervous, "I had a man on the other side, older, he was my first and I discovered I liked sex a lot, couldn't get enough. Then his wife caught us, and I had to leave. Sean got me this job; I owe him everything. But I was so fukin' horny all the time."
"I understand. My ex-wife was a sex freak. We did it all the time, all over. But I wasn't enough. She got caught in a sixty-nine with a high school senior. We were both teachers and both got fired and blackballed."
"It was a girl?"
"Yes."
"Never done that..." Kate says, quietly. She sits and leans on her thighs, "So, Sean and me."
"You don't have to."
Kate sighs, "I want to, Charlie. I want to tell you, okay?"
"You sure this is a good idea?"
Kate fidgets in the chair, "Well, I'm soakin right now, but we promised, right?" She looks at my waist, "You hard, Charlie?"
Now I'm blushing, "Yes. Is that a problem?
Kate just smiles.
"It started after I got here. Mr. Arschloch has us staying at another house. Told us he doesn't want the help nosin about the place. He carries a gun; did ya know that? That fuck Ralph does too.
"Yes, I saw it today."
Kate leans in, "Don't fuck with him. I saw it on the other side, the IRA. I see it in his eyes, he's a fuckin' killer. His partner Ralph..."
I jump in, "And his wife, Charlene."
Kate laughs, "Ah, you've met. Did she keep her clothes on?'
"Fuck no."
"She asked if I wanted to muck about with the two of them, I declined, then I found out they asked Sean. We both think they're creepy. We live in two rooms in their big fookin' house. I lock my door every night, so does Sean.
"Well, me bein me, I'm rubbin' one out every night and every mornin' and it's still not enough. So, one mornin, I'm doin it in the shower, and the hot water runs out. I'm near cummin so I shut it off. Just as I'm cummin the door bursts open and there's Sean, looking at his naked sister with her hand on her pussy, cummin, and I can't stop. He just stands there and watches for a few seconds and then leaves. I finish cummin, likin getting caught."
Kate pauses, I shake my head, "You are the dirtiest girl I've ever met."
"Should I stop? I'm sorry if I put you off."
I rub my bulge, "Hardly, I just envy Sean."
Kate blushes and continues.
"I had no shame. I love my brother and we've never even hinted at sex, but I'm so horny and he's safe, ya know? Won't hurt me or break my heart, just a bit of fun between siblings.
"Well, he didn't see it that way, well just yet. He was horrified he'd seen me naked and worse masturbatin. He apologized a hundred times. I laughed it off, tryin to loosen things up, told him be careful, I might do the same to him. Oh, how he blushed. Then I knew my brother wanks in the shower.
"I didn't wait. The next mornin' the Callahan's were gone, and Sean was in the shower. I stripped off and walked into the bathroom, very quiet. I heard him stroking, sayin my name, the dirty boy. I pulled the curtain back and there he was, hard as he could be.
"There were no words. He got out of the shower and hugged me. We kissed like we were drowning. I lay down and my brother fucked me right on that bathroom floor with the shower still runnin' and getting water all over us. We both came; him deep inside me. 'I love you, Kate,' he said as he came. I lay on that cold tile floor happier than I had ever been. We went back to my bed and Sean put his mouth on my pussy. He cleaned me up and made me cum, oh hell, I don't know how many times. Then I put his hard cock in my mouth. I wanted his cum so bad."
Kate stops talking. Her eyes are wild, "Dirty Charlie, I've got to do it. I've got to rub one out."
She stands and whips off her shirt, no bra, "So, you still like my little titties?"
I'm not thinking at all. I throw off the blanket, my cock has found the opening in the towel, "What do you think?"
Kate has her shorts off now, "We can't fuck. It'd break Sean's heart. Just rubbin one out together, okay? Can I trust you?"
I stand up and toss the towel away, "Yes, you can. No fucking. Take your panties off, I want to see your pussy."
Kate moans, "Oh, you are so bad. Here, have a good look."
She shoves her Carters' panties down to mid-thigh. I swear I'm drooling. Yes, I watched her masturbate, but now there is nothing between us and I can smell how excited she is.
Kate leans back, "Look at how wet you make my pussy, Charlie. This is so wrong and so dirty, and I think I just came."
I'm standing three feet away, obeying the rules. Kate's looking between her legs where a dribble of her cum is pooled in the already-soaked gusset of those panties. She looks up, her eyes still wild, "Closer, Charlie, stroke that lovely cock for me. Did you like seeing me on my knees in that straw with my brother's cock in my mouth?"
I halve the distance, Kate has her hand over her pussy, and I can see a finger moving, "Closer, I'll behave, I promise."
Now we are inches apart. The tip of my cock brushes her pubic hair as I stroke. Kate moves her hand to my hip and pulls me in. Now, my erection is in her red nest, I move my hand away and I feel the nub of her clitoris rubbing the head of my cock. She looks up into my eyes, "Ya can't go in. Rub it with your cock, Charlie, I'm close."
I move my hand up and hold her small breast, my fingers grasping the nipple.
"Oh fuuuucck!" Kate yells and a torrent pours out of her, over my cock, and down into her panties. "Oh, Kate!" I yell as the best orgasm I've ever had washes over me and I cum, bolt after bolt, thick, long, shots of my cum filling those panties. I'm shaking from the energy. I step back, letting go of her breast, knowing I'll never touch it again.
Kate is standing, her soaked panties still at midthigh. We're both sweating and shaking. Kate takes a deep breath, "Dirty Charlie. We can never do that again." She looks down, runs her finger through the mess in her panties, looks up at me, "Jaysus, do you always cum like that?"
I laugh, now self-conscious about my nakedness, looking for my towel as Kate pulls those cotton panties back up, "I may never wash these." She says, smiling.
"But what do I get?" I ask, just being whimsical.
Kate has pulled those panties up tight against her pussy, "Maybe I'll leave you some. I've got nicer ones than these. All full of my cum, but only on one condition."
I'm still standing naked, now my cock is coming back to life, "Which is?"
Kate has her shorts and shirt on now, "You cum in them. Then I'll wear them."
She's at the door now, "Looks like that fella needs another go."
"Kate, you are the dirtiest girl I've ever met."
Kate shut the door, I barely hear her, "You should get to know your sister better, you'll think otherwise."
I stare at the door as I hear her footfall down the stairs. Her scent is still in the air as I masturbate, again.
I'm wiping the mess off my belly when my phone goes off. Morgan, "So, how you doin, little bro?"
I decide to keep the secret passage secret for now, "There's nothing in the guest side. I have to get into the loft."
Morgan cuts me off, "He's back. I'll stop by tonight."
Skeet is his usual self at dinner. All chatty and nice. Now I know why he is so successful, he's a chameleon, changing his color to suit his environment. Morgan is not as good. Her conversation is strained; her husband is leering at her. She's hitting the wine hard tonight. I've had enough, "Thank you for a lovely meal but I have to go back to my job search."
Skeet gives me a menacing nod and an arrogant smile. Fuck him.
It's almost eleven when I hear Morgan on the stairs. I look up as she comes in and gasp. Her hair is wet from the shower. There's finger bruises on her arms and she's not walking right, and she's crying. She falls into my arms.
"I fucking hate him so fucking much. After dinner, he tells me he's horny. Kate was still working in the kitchen. It was awful, Charlie. He ripped my clothes off, right in the dining room. Threw me on the table and jammed that fucking doorknob up my pussy. I was dry, it hurt so fucking much. He fucking raped me, his wife. Like I'm property."
Morgan is drunk, very drunk. I'm so pissed I can barely see. I want to go into that house and beat the shit out of him.
Morgan backs up and unbelts her robe, letting it fall to the floor, "Look at me. Look what he's done."
I'm finally seeing my sister naked and all I want to do is cry. She has bruises on her breasts, her hips and thighs. A red handprint on the side of her face. I so want to kill that man. I pick up her robe and drape it over her.
"Morgan, you didn't need to do that, I get it."
Morgan clamps her body to mine, "Let me stay here tonight, please. I'll do anything."
Her hand moves and brushes my cock, which has remained flaccid. I press her away, "You're very drunk. Go back to the house, use a guest room, lock the door. You're in no condition to make decisions tonight."
Morgan clamps on again, now my body is responding and I'm getting hard when she whispers, her lips brushing mine, "I love you, Charlie and I just want to show you how much you mean to me."
I step back, "Get back to the house, now. I mean it. We'll talk tomorrow."
She looks towards her four-thousand square foot house like it's a gallows, "I hate him so fucking much. Find that gold, Charlie. Find it for me, for us."
I sleep like shit all night. My ears perk up when I think I hear someone outside near dawn. No knock and no Morgan, so I guess it's the wood moving with the temperature. I get out of bed, naked, like always, my room as dark as a tomb, just the way I like it.
I blink when I open the door. Too fucking sunny down here. Hanging on the outside knob is a thong. A beautiful, lacy purple thong. I slip a finger in, pick it up, it feels heavy, and close the door.
Oh, that Kate. The gusset is soaked. She told me she had other panties, and these are beautiful.
I press the gusset to my mouth, tasting her, tart, but sweet and so wet. My other hand is stroking my cock, reliving that feeling of it touching her pussy as we came at the same time. I can't believe I'm going to cum so fast. I hold the panty in front of my cock as I fill the gusset. A large white pool sitting on top of Kate's cum. I'm gasping. That little girl is a curse.
I know she comes in to clean, so I leave her cum-filled panty on the counter with a note, "Thank you." And a smiley face and a bad drawing of a boner.
I grab some breakfast from the kitchen in the big house. All the cars are gone. Kate left a note that she and Sean were going for supplies. Time to check the loft.
Bales of hay up to the roof. I shouldn't be surprised, it is a stable, but I need to get to that wall behind them, and not leave a trail. I don't have time to move I don't know how many hay bales and put them back. Ah, but there's a gap at one end. Not much, barely enough, but I can get through.
I sidle past three rows of bales; I never would have been able to move them all and get them back in place. It occurs to me that that was not accidental.
I'm at the back wall and I see it. A door. A new steel door with one of those four-button combination locks. Fuck. Well, he's hiding something in there, I just can't get in. I look up at the rafter and get an idea. I'm going to have to trust Kate. I send her a text. She replies, "Okay, but be careful, my Dirty Charlie."
I'm drenched in sweat as I climb the stairs back to my room. Morgan's car is back and so is Sean's. I can see Charlene swimming naked in the pool. Some life. Checking the clock, I'm surprised, I was up in that loft for almost an hour and a half. Way the fuck too long. I strip to shower and notice that the thong is gone, a smiley face in pink next to mine on my note.
A text, "Got your stuff, DC. I'll leave it on the steps."
I asked her to get a WIFI surveillance camera, as small as possible. It's a good one. Still, knowing I have no place to conceal it, it looks huge, but it's the only way.
I take a chance and slip back behind the hay. I'm taking way too long, but I can't find the right angle, I've got to be able to see the buttons on the lock. I get it set up, hope like hell Skeet won't see it, and slip back out.
I shower after being in the humid loft. A knock on my door; has to be Kate. I towel up, wondering why I bother at this point, and let her in.
"Was that what you wanted?"
She's got Khaki shorts and a tee on, both sweaty. She gives me the quick once-over, "We can't do that again Dirty Charlie, I'll lose control."
I ignore her remark, knowing she's right and not wanting to fuck up her life, "It's perfect, thank you."
Kate isn't leaving. I stand and wait. She finally speaks, "It's none of my business, but I feel I need to tell you."
"Go ahead, Kate. You've earned the right to say anything."
"Mr. Arschloch raped your sister last night, right on the dinnin' room table. I was in the kitchen, heard it, saw it. I wanted to take a knife and stab the fucker. I'm sorry to tell you, but I think you need to know what a piece of shit he is."
Kate's looking down at the floor, I place my finger under her chin and lift her face, "Morgan told me last night."
Kate is looking away,
"There's more?" I ask.
"Did she tell you that fuck, Ralph was there too?"
Anger from a place deep inside me rages. Memories from an earlier time. I touch Kate and she turns back to me as I say, "Thank you. I'm sorry you had to see that. I'm glad you felt you could tell me." I hate what happened, but I know that retribution will occur. I know what I have to do. I have to make a call.
Kate lunges and we hug. My towel falls. I don't care, she's crying, "He is so evil. I hate him. If he tried that with me, I'd kill him. Sean's got a good job offer; they'll take me too. We won't be here much longer."
She feels so fucking good against me. All the visions roll through my mind, her on her knees with Sean's cock in her mouth, my hand holding her breast, the feel of her clit and pubic hair on my cock, her scent. I drop my hand and take a gentle handful of her perfect teenage ass.
Kate moans, her arms around my neck pull me closer, she's grinding her pussy against my cock. She looks up and presses me away, smiling, "You're impossible, Dirty Charlie. You flip my fucking switch every time. Jus' bein' near ya does it."
Kate backs up and her hands go to the snap on her shorts. She lets them drop and shows me her green lacy thong, "Told ya I had nicer ones. Look what you do to me."
The gusset is shades darker. Kate runs her hand over the fabric and my cock twitches. Kate steps out of her shorts, her eyes never leave my cock. She kneels, "You better say no, Dirty Charlie, or I'm gonna suck that cock."
I just smile. Kate's looking up at me, "Did you like watching me suck Sean? It's so wrong, but we love it."
Her hand comes up and gently grasps my cock, "The fella I had, that older one? He was my uncle. I'll tell ya how it happened someday, but it was my idea."
Kate's mouth is inches from the head of my cock. Her thumb caresses the head, capturing the pre-cum, "Oh you're ready, Dirty Charlie. Ready for me to slip my mouth over this lovely cock, just like I do to my brother. Did you like watching me commit incest?"
I'm panting, "Yes. I have no experience with it. Then I saw you and your brother. It turns me on, but I think it's pretty rare."
Kate's small hand grips the base of my cock, "Not as rare as you think. Cum in my mouth, Charlie."
Maybe it's because I haven't had a blowjob in forever, but Kate's mouth is magic. I fill my hands with her red hair and look down as she looks up. Her tongue is all over, her lips clamped. She stops, smiles, "Sorry, but I so love doin' this."
This is so unreal. I'm looking down at a teenage girl on her knees, holding my rigid cock and licking the head, "You're beautiful, Kate."
"Aw, yur jus' sayin that cause I'm blowing you."
I run my hand through her hair, "You know that's a lie."
"Aye, tis true. But now I want your cum."
"Kate, I want to watch your brother fuck you." She moans, "I want to see you bent over, that beautiful pussy wet and ready as Sean is behind you, his hands holding your hips and his cock just touching your pussy."
I can see Kate's hand between her legs. I'm getting close, I can't stop it, "Kate, my little tart, I'm going to cum, fill your mouth. You ready?"
Kate moans. I think she just came. That does it for me, "Cummin, Kate."
I blast. The only word for it. Kate's gagging, but not stopping, she snorts, and I see some of my cum burst out of her nose. That's a first. She doesn't back off and takes it all. I'm done and touch her head. She falls back.
She's on her back on the floor, her thong askew, showing me that fire crotch. Her hair a mess. My cum is running out of her nose and mouth, her eyes are still wild, "Fuck me, Dirty Charlie, that was the best suck-off I ever did. Oh, and no, we're not fuckin'."
Kate slips off her thong and gets up, picking up her shorts and slipping them on, "You've got a wonderful cock and I love how much you cum. You're a drug I can't resist but I have to."
I'm still naked as Kate arranges herself and walks to the door. She pauses and points her drenched thong on the floor, "That's for you, dirty boy."
I pick it up, "Now you don't have to leave them on my door."
Kate angles her head, pauses, then gives me a wide, lascivious smile, "Dirty Charlie. That wasn't mine."
Kate opens the door and moves out. The door is closing when it opens and her head pops around, "She masturbates, sayin' your name. I've heard her."
I'm sitting on the couch, still naked, re-running what just happened. Kate, lovely red-haired Kate, blowing me, loving it. Then, her, telling me about my sister. I know for a lot of you, this would be no big deal, great news, but I'm conflicted. Incest sounds like fun and Kate and Sean are happy, but Morgan is in a very bad place and not thinking. I have to be the smart one here.
I boot up my laptop and find the camera. I have a good angle, now I just have to wait. Then it occurs to me. The only time Skeet is going to go in there is to take gold out or put it in. This could take months. Months we don't have.
I've been sitting next to the window for hours, waiting for shithead to come home. I see the Porsche turn in and I run out the door, down the stairs, and into the stable.
As Shithead gets out of his car, I walk out of the stable. He strides over and pokes my chest, "What did I tell you about being nosy, loser?"
I know he's dangerous, but I've had enough of this guy. I shove him back, just a little, "Skeet, it's a fucking stable and hayloft, get over it."
I turn and walk away, hoping the prick doesn't shoot me in the back, and hoping my ruse worked.
He's back at me, yanking me back to face him, "Listen, you cunt. Do not get into my business. I will kill you and I will kill your sister. I have friends."
I look away and down, a beaten cur. "No, please don't do that. I'm sorry. I like horses and was just talking to them."
Skeet laughs at me and heads into the stable.
Like a bee to honey. I no sooner sit down and jiggle the screen to life when the maggot is at that door. I watch his nasty little finger, 5-0-3-4, and he opens the door. I close the laptop, gotcha, asshole.
Another theatrical dinner: Kate avoiding eye contact, Morgan looking scared and glancing at me, Skeet looking like the emperor. As Kate clears the last plate and leaves, Skeet points at me, "You've worn out your welcome. Brother or no brother, I want you out of here by Monday."
"Skeet, you can't do that." Morgan says.
He turns on her with a menacing look, "Don't say a fucking word. This is MY place."
I get up and leave. What I have to say would not help and right now, it's much better to look whipped. Skeet laughs as I leave. I smile.
By the time I get into bed at eleven, I've snuck back into the loft and removed the camera. But I haven't heard from Morgan and I'm afraid that she's been raped again.
I wake when I hear the door. The tiny digital clock says 1230. I wait and feel the covers move back and someone gets in. It's Morgan, I know her scent.
"You awake?"
"Yes, are you okay? I didn't hear from you."
"Yes, he wanted to fuck me again, but I fought back. I've been locked in the guest room, crying. What are we going to do?"
I sleep naked and I feel her move. She rolls towards me, her left leg moves over my left, I feel the fur of her pussy on my thigh. My sister is naked. She puts her left arm across my chest and shifts her leg until her knee touches my rigid cock. Her mouth is next to my ear.
"I don't know what I'd do if you weren't here. I love you so much, but this is hopeless."
I run my hand up and down the smooth, warm skin of her back, "I found it."
Morgan squeals and now she's on top of me. I feel the mound of her pussy on my cock, my hand falls on her ass, my fingers in the crease. Morgan is panting, "Charlie, don't lie."
"No, I found it. It's in a locked room behind the hay loft. I put a camera up and watched him go in. I have the combination."
Morgan leaps off of me, "Come on, show me."
"We're naked."
"Who fucking cares. You've seen me already."
I feel so absurd. I'm sliding past hay bales, my cock getting stabbed as my naked sister moves next to me. We get to the door, and I push the combo.
Sturdy shelves with neat little rows of small gold bars, a LOT of them.
"We can't stay here long."
