067
JULIA
Both Master and Cindy were late getting up on Saturday. When Cindy got up, joining us, she was naked. Lisa and I were giving Master his morning blow job. One of us would lick his hairy sack while the other swallowed his shaft. We'd occasionally switch off so it was indeterminate who would get his reward. Cindy watched intently as his cock disappeared in our throats. When he climaxed, I was the recipient of his cum. I swallowed most of it, then leaving Lisa to clean up after, I stood up and greeted her with a hug and kiss. When I pushed a little of his seed in her mouth with my tongue, she startled, pulling back. I smiled at her and licked my lips, then she smiled back and licked hers, tasting her brother.
"Good morning, Cindy," I said. "You slept late this morning."
"As tired as I was, I had difficulty falling asleep. Too wound up, I guess."
"Apparently, Master was too. He slept almost as late as you did." They glanced at each other. "Would you like some waffles for breakfast? I defrosted some frozen strawberries to put on them. We've also got bacon and sausage links."
"That sounds good, thank you."
Rhonda set some on a plate and invited her to sit down. Rhonda also set a plate for Master.
"Aren't you going to have any food?"
"We ate already. I'm so hungry in the morning, I have to eat as soon as I get up. Junior, you know." I patted my bulging belly. "He demands food. Master's cum isn't sufficient nourishment."
Cindy smiled again. "No, I suppose not."
"What are your plans for the next couple days?" I asked.
"I'm going to Mom and Dad's tomorrow for the day. We have a lot to catch up on. Today, I have some last minute Christmas shopping to do. I was hoping to borrow your car. What are your plans?"
"Master was going to prepare some bonus checks for his staff. Lisa and Rhonda are making Christmas cookies. I was going to help them, but I do have some last minute shopping to do as well, mostly groceries for Christmas dinner. I could take you shopping if you don't mind the company. We've never had much of an opportunity to get to know one another well."
"No, I don't mind the company at all."
Master looked at me suspiciously. "I promise to take good care of your sister, Master. I won't break her."
"Fine." He looked like he wanted to say more, but bit his tongue.
After they ate, I sent her to her room to get dressed while I helped clean up the kitchen. I usually had far fewer clothes to put on than most people. I showered, put on one of my maternity dresses to go out. I still didn't wear panties, but I'd taken to wearing a bra as my breasts were getting larger and needed more support than normal.
We got in the car and headed for the mall.
"What are we doing for Christmas?" Cindy asked.
"Lisa's parents, my parents and your parents are coming over for a feast and to exchange gifts on Christmas Day. In addition to them, one of my employees, Shasta, is coming over with her mother and son."
"Which one was she? I got a little flustered when I saw them since they were all naked."
"They were flustered too. Shasta was the black woman with the scars."
"What happened to her?"
I told her the sordid story of her gang rape and the conception of her son, and the car accident where she'd acquired her scars.
"Our medical insurance doesn't cover elective plastic surgery, so us and some friends have collected money to pay for some surgery to get her prettied up again."
"My goodness, does she know?"
"No, it will be a surprise. A couple of the things I have to buy today are gifts for her mother, Bernice, and son, Cedric. Life's been a bit rough for them."
"Would you mind if I donated something too?"
"Not at all. I figure the more money we collect, the more she can get fixed."
"What about Rhonda's family?"
"She's a bit on the outs with them. None of them particularly accept she's lesbian and that she moved in with us. She's working nights on both Christmas Eve and Christmas night. She'll spend a few hours or so exchanging gifts with them on Christmas Eve before she goes to work. We'll let her sleep as long as she can on Christmas Day, then nap again before she has to go to work."
We chatted about some other things, then I said, "Master told me last night how once when he was in college, he burst into the bathroom as you were getting out of the shower. Must have been quite embarrassing for you to seen like that by your brother?"
"Yes, it was."
"How long did you plan for him to catch you naked?"
"How could you possibly know that?" Cindy asked, startled.
"I didn't know; until now."
"Oh, shit! Are you going to tell Scott?"
"It depends. What are you willing to do to keep it secret?"
Cindy glared at me. I couldn't blame her. Apparently, I was willing to blackmail her into doing something.
"What do you want?"
"What I want is for you to be completely honest with me. If I feel you're anything less than forthcoming, I'll tell him. Otherwise, I'll keep my mouth shut and he'll never know."
She stared at me. "That's it. You want me to be honest with you."
"I want you to bare your soul. How long did you plan on letting him see you naked? Be honest."
"Around six months."
"Why so long?"
"It took me awhile to think of the plan, some time for me to learn when he'd be coming home and I wanted my parents to be gone."
"Did you want your parents to be gone because you were hoping something would happen?"
"Maybe. Possibly. I'm not sure." We were stopped at a red light, so I looked at her. "Fuck! Yes, I was hoping something might happen."
"What?"
"I wanted him to have sex with me."
"You must have been disappointed when he didn't?"
"Yes. I was disappointed." She sounded like she was eating glass.
I was pulling into the parking lot of the mall, so I found a place to park and twisted in my seat to look at her.
"Did you try to see him naked?"
"Yes."
"How many times did you see him naked? I want you to bare your soul, remember."
"Over twenty, I think. I don't remember the exact number."
"Had you seen him masturbate before last night and how many times?"
"Four times before last night." Cindy couldn't look at me.
"Did you ever see him fuck Zoe?"
"How do you know Zoe?"
"I'm asking the questions."
"Yes, three times," Cindy responded guiltily.
"You must have been very sneaky. Were you jealous that Zoe could fuck Scott and you couldn't?"
"Yes," miserably, eyes downcast.
"How many times did you dream of him fucking you?"
"Almost every night for three years. Many times since."
"Did you enjoy baring yourself for your brother last night and masturbating for him?"
"Yes." Tears started forming in her eyes.
"Were you aroused by knowing he masturbated while watching you?"
"Yes." Tears flowing down her cheeks.
"Is the reason you had trouble sleeping last night because you kept thinking of him fucking you?"
"Yes." Starting to choke up now, half sobbing.
"Is Master the reason you haven't been able to form permanent relationships with anyone else? Still carrying the torch for your first love?"
"I don't know." She looked at me. "Fuck, it's possible. There might be other reasons."
"When we were sucking his cock this morning, did you wish it was you?"
"You asshole! Yes. I suppose you think I'm the world's biggest pervert now? Do you want me to go back to my parents house."
I laughed. "No. Why would I want that?"
"Because I want to have incestuous sex with my brother, your husband."
"Far be it from me to call anyone perverted. I think it's somewhat amusing. Why do you think I gave you a taste of his cum this morning? I thought you might like it."
"You did that on purpose?"
"Well after watching the way you masturbated for each other last night, I had my suspicions. I kind of tested my suspicions by sharing his cum. If you were outraged, I might not have suspected you planned for him to see you naked on purpose. Since you weren't outraged, I believed you did. It must have been nice to look at each other naked yesterday."
"You really don't care if I want to have sex with Scott?"
"I wish I could accommodate your desires. I believe Scott wouldn't mind plugging your pretty blonde cunt either."
"But you can't because I'm not a slave?"
"I can't because it's incest, and in the long run, I think you'd both regret it. We live with a police officer. I'm not going to test her devotion to the law against her devotion to me. I don't want to risk either of you being arrested. Even if you weren't arrested, I'm sure the guilt would haunt you. I don't want you disappearing from our lives for another four or more years because you felt guilty you fucked him. Some loves are best left unrequited, and incest is probably one of them."
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