The story that begs the question...is it really incest if you don't know she's your sister?
NOTE: You know the deal by now…if you have not read the previous three chapters…well, what are you waiting for?
It was morning back at the Red Roof Inn in Danville, Pennsylvania the day after my cousin Nick’s wedding rehearsal. Once again, I was sitting in a chair pondering my situation. Here I was back in the town where I was born for my cousin Nick’s wedding. I came here with my step-sister Marcy with whom I was living with as a couple. I had just met my sister Laura the day before. It just so happens she is the same girl Marcy and I had a threesome with and I ended up fucking in the ass. The next day I had sex with her in my cousin Nick’s bathroom while my relatives sipped coffee in the dining room. Now, today is the day of my cousin’s wedding and my sister and step-sister are talking about seducing his bride-to-be. It is still morning, but I really do feel I need a drink, and bad.
I sat quietly in a chair watching TV, coffee in hand. It was about ten in the morning. Marcy was still sleeping, so I had the TV turned low. After a while I heard her rustling in the bed. After a few more minutes she sat up.
“Good morning, sleepy head.” I said sarcastically.
“Hmmm…what time is it?” She asked sleepily.
“About 10:30.” I answered.
“Wake me up in an hour. I’m tired.” Marcy said as she rolled back over onto the mattress.
I got up and walked over to the bed. I began to massage my step-sister’s shoulders as she lay face down on the bed.
“Hmmm…that feels good.” She said.
“I’ll give you a half hour more.” I started, “No more. The wedding is at one and we have to get ready. Don’t forget I’m in the wedding party, so we have to get there a little early.”
I continued to massage her shoulders and worked my way down her back as she softly moaned. After a few minutes I sat back in the chair in front of the TV.
“I’ll wake you at eleven.” I said.
There was no response from Marcy other than a soft moan as she went back to sleep.
I went back over to the chair and sat down again in front of the TV. When the program I was watching had finished, I knew that it was eleven and time to wake Marcy. I walked over and stood beside her next to the bed. She looked so good just laying there, her long blonde hair in a mess on the pillow surrounding her pretty face. I just stood there for a while taking in her beauty as she slept. She just looked so damn good I almost didn’t have the heart to wake her. After a while, I leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
“Hmmm…” She let out a very soft moan as she rolled over on her side.
I carefully sat down on the edge of the bed trying not to disturb her. I slowly began to play with her hair as it surrounded her gorgeous head on the pillow. I ran my fingers through it’s softness, very carefully as I did not want her to wake yet. The sight of her lying peacefully on the pillow was something I really wanted to savor.
After a while, the sight of my step-sister sleeping in the bed was making my thoughts race. I leaned forward and stroked her earlobe. No response. I very delicately began to tease her ear with my lips as I brushed her long blonde hair away. It was only when I licked along the edge of her earlobe with soft tongue strokes that I got a response.
“Hey, what’s up?” Marcy exclaimed as she suddenly awoke.
“What’s up you ask?” I responded with a big grin, “You should know by now.”
She sat up in the bed as the covers fell. Her gorgeous breasts were in plain view in front of my face. I leaned forward to plant a big kiss on my step-sisters soft, red lips that looked so inviting.
“Silly.” She exclaimed as she pushed me away.
“Oh, feeling a little feisty this morning I see.” I answered back.
I picked up the other pillow which lay on the bed next to hers. I swung it around and gave her a slap with it causing her breasts to shake.
“Stop.” Marcy giggled.
My step-sister got up on her knees in the bed facing me. Her lovely blonde bush and pink nipples seemed to be calling my name. I took the pillow and wrapped it around her back and pulled her to my body with it, forcing her nipples against my chest. She squirmed as I did this, which only sent my excitement level into overdrive.
I gave her a big kiss on her lips. Our tongues met and our saliva commingled as I softly bit her on the lower lip. I kissed down her neck and her chest, finally giving her erect nipples the attention they needed. By this time, my stiff cock was threatening to bust through my zipper.
I reached behind Marcy and grabbed the two pillows, stacking them one on top of the other. I then grabbed my step-sister and spun her around and bent her over the pillows. Her perfect butt and tight womanhood were now sticking up in the air awaiting my next move. I softly stroked the moist folds of her mound from behind with one hand as I undid my pants and dropped them with the other.
“Ahhh…” Marcy let out a soft sigh.
I continued to drop both my pants and my boxers as I positioned myself behind my step-sister. My stiff cock was at full attention awaiting it’s latest adventure. I stroked the tip through her wet folds and then slowly eased my length into my step-sister as she lay bent over the pillows. I gave her a playful slap on the butt and then pushed all the way in.
“Hmmm…” She once again sighed.
As I began to stroke, I reached around and began to massage her button as I thrust. Marcy reached back and joined her hand with mine. Soon our combined effort were causing us both to lose ourselves in the pleasure. I grabbed Marcy by the butt with both hands as my thrusting started to really get intense. As I felt myself start to cum, I pulled out and shot my load all over my step-sister’s back. We collapsed onto the mattress from exhaustion.
“Ah, that was nice.” She cooed.
“Yes, perfect way to start the day.” I had to agree.
As I lay next to my step-sister I began to massage my cum into her back. She just let out soft sighs. I dipped my index finger into my jizz and touched it to her soft, red lips as she stared up at me. She very gently and sensuously sucked my finger tip.
“You’re all sticky now.” I said softly.
“Yes, I guess I am.” She giggled.
“I guess this means we’ll have to take a shower.” I replied.
“Yes, I guess so.” She replied, again with a giggle.
I grabbed Marcy and lifted her up out of the bed. I slung her over my shoulder and carried her off into the bathroom and plopped her down in the shower.
“Hey silly!” She exclaimed as I pulled my shirt off, the last remaining article of clothing I still had on.
I then reached in and turned on the shower.
“Ahhh! That’s cold Brian!” Marcy exclaimed as the cold water hit her naked, young body. You could see the water running down her chest and dripping off her round breasts.
I adjusted the water temperature as I got in the shower to join my step-sister. I grabbed the bar of soap and started lathering up her soft, young body with firm strokes. She emitted soft moans as I lathered up her breasts and nipples. I teased her nipples with soapy fingers as the soap ran down her body and formed a puddle at our feet. Again reaching for the soap, I continued lathering on down her body. Unhooking the shower massage attachment from the shower head, I held it in one hand and began to hose off the soap from my step-sister’s gorgeous young body. With the other hand, I began to stroke her soft mound as she stood in the shower back to the wall. Slowly I began to finger her a bit harder as she softly moaned. Suddenly I thrust two fingers into her tight womanhood as she gasped and leaned back against the wall of the shower. I began to finger-fuck her as she leaned against the shower wall, her moans gradually increasing in intensity. With the shower massage head still in my other hand, I turned it on her clit as I fingered her.
“Ahhh…Brian.” She gasped in my ear as she leaned forward against me, butt still against the shower wall.
I continued to finger-fuck her as I massaged her clit with my thumb and shower massage. Her moans and sighs became near screams that echoed throughout that tile bathroom as she came once again. A few minutes later we finished soaping and rinsing each other. As we got out of the shower and grabbed our towels, we spoke softly in each other’s ears.
“I guess we’re all clean now.” I whispered in her ear.
“Yes.” She giggled back.
“We do have to get ready though.” I started, “We do have a wedding to go to.”
We both got out of the bathroom and headed back into the main room and began to get ready. Marcy looked really hot in the dark blue dress she chose. Then again, she always seems to look hot in anything. I had to wear a tux, since I was an usher in the wedding. Hey, that’s what my cousin Nick wanted after all these years. I’m not sure if I had mentioned it before, but the bridesmaid I was partnered with is my sister Laura. Hopefully all will go smoothly. I mean at this point, what could really go wrong?
When the time came, Marcy and I headed out of the room, got into our car and started off to my cousin Nick’s house. It was a fairly short drive and we arrived shortly. Since it was the day of the wedding, there was a fair amount of hustle and bustle. My cousin Nick was not actually there, his brother Michael would be driving him to the church separately. Something about not seeing the bride before the wedding, though I had a feeling that he’d seen plenty of her before.
Because of Nick’s absence, my uncle Frank and his wife, my aunt Lucy handled the drink serving duties. This was not entirely inappropriate for reasons I’d rather not go into. Almost immediately upon entrance, Marcy and I were offered a glass of wine. I gladly accepted.
“It’s really nice you were able to come down here for your cousin’s wedding, Brian.” My uncle Frank started, “Get to see the family, meet your sister Laura. It’s good to get to know family, get to know your sister.”
“Yes, it’s great. A real family reunion.” I said with a slight hint of sarcasm.
“Where is Laura anyway?” Marcy questioned.
“She’s in the bedroom helping Karen get dressed. A lot of work putting on all that gown stuff.” Uncle Frank responded.
“Yes, I can imagine.” Marcy said.
A few minutes later, my sister Laura appeared from out of the bedroom.
“How is it going in there?” My aunt Lucy asked.
“Slowly.” Answered Laura, “And I got to get over to the church soon since I’m in the wedding party as well.”
Marcy suddenly seemed to be deep in thought. Moments later she looked up and spoke.
“You know, I can help Karen with everything.” She offered.
I looked at Marcy. Something told me this was not a good idea.
“You know, that would work great.” My sister Laura started, “You could help Karen get into her gown and all, and Brian and I can get over to the church. He has ushering duties you know.”
Laura looked up at me and smiled. Marcy seemed to be smiling as well. I seemed to be the only one who was not smiling.
“Um, I guess this will work.” I finally said.
Marcy disappeared into the bedroom presumably to help Karen get dressed in her gown. Almost immediately people finished up the last of their drinks and arrangements were made as to who would be driving with whom over to the church. It was agreed Laura would be driving me over in her car. Marcy would end up driving Karen in my car. How anyone else got there, frankly I didn’t really care. Soon Laura and I were off to the church. Laura had us there in minutes as she was very familiar with the area.
When we got to the church there was already a decent crowd forming. I was directed over to where the other ushers were starting to do their ushering duties. They seemed like a nice bunch of guys. The bridesmaids all looked pretty in their powder blue bridesmaid’s dresses, my sister Laura included. Yes, she did look good.
After a while it became very apparent that the wedding was scheduled to start soon. I looked at my watch and realized it was time. I looked at Laura.
“So, you think this was a good idea, for Marcy to help Karen?” I asked her.
“Well, I don’t see why not.” Laura responded a bit timidly, “I mean, Karen knows the way to the church.”
“That’s not what I meant,” I started, “Marcy is probably seducing the bride-to-be right now. Lord only knows what’s going on with Marcy.”
“Oh give her a little credit,” Laura added with a smile, “She can’t be that bad. She seems like a fun girl.”
“Oh that she is,” I added, “I think you know that.”
Laura suddenly smiled up at me with a big grin. I knew something was up. I just had no idea what.
“Come on, I have an idea.” Laura said with a huge grin as she grabbed my hand.
“What?” I asked hesitantly.
“Just come with me.” She grinned.
Laura led me inside the church and up an old, narrow flight of stairs. Pretty soon we were at a door leading to the choir loft. Laura opened the door and peeked in. The church organist was sitting at her instrument. She stirred when Laura opened the door.
“Ooops, sorry.” Laura giggled as she closed the door again.
“What’s going on?” I asked, “Oh, no.”
“I just thought that since the wedding is delayed, we could have a little fun.” Laura responded.
Laura put her arms around my neck at the top of the stairs leading to the choir loft.
“What? Sex in a church, with my sister, on my cousin’s wedding day?” I exclaimed, “Don’t people go to Hell for a lot less?”
“But, it would be fun.” Laura said as she leaned forward and cooed in my ear.
Laura began to run her fingers through my hair. She leaned in and kissed me rather passionately on the lips. I could not help but form a tent in my formal attire.
As much as I thought this crazy, there was a certain thrill to it. Here we were at the top of an old staircase in a Church, with the organist on the other side of the door and a whole lot of relatives waiting for a wedding downstairs. I returned my sister’s kiss and kissed her back hard. As I kissed her I hiked up her bridesmaid’s dress and felt her shaved mound through her panties. The moisture formed on my fingers as I rubbed her gently. She in turn reached forward and undid my pants. I hoisted my sister up by the hips and laid her back down on the staircase. I then got between her legs, pulled her panties all the way down and inserted the tip of my cock into her tight, moist pussy. As I slowly began to thrust, I realized this was not the best position. She was sliding down the staircase as she lay on her back. I stopped what I was doing just long enough to flip her around and with both of us kneeling on the staircase, I began to take her from behind doggie style. As my thrusts started to increase in intensity, so did my sister’s moans. Everything seemed to be going fine.
Suddenly, I could hear the organist in the choir loft hit the first notes of ‘Here Comes The Bride.’
“Oh shit!” I exclaimed as I was pumping my sister in the church.
Soon the sound of my sister coming drowned out the sounds of ‘Here Comes The Bride.’
We both got up quickly and gathered our things. We knew that the wedding was starting and we were supposed to be downstairs, actually along the alter.
“What are we going to do now?” I asked her excitedly, “Run up the aisle past the bride?”
“No, follow me.” Laura answered calmly, “I know a way.”
Laura grabbed my hand and led me through some narrow halls in the church. Soon we were at the front of the church and heading down a staircase towards the alter.
“How do you know this church so well?” I just had to ask.
“My first boyfriend was an alter boy.” Laura smiled back. I didn’t ask anything else.
Soon we were down in our proper places, trying our best to not be too conspicuous. There were a few looks and giggles, but nothing we couldn’t handle.
Karen really did look gorgeous in her beautiful gown with it’s long train. Nick looked handsome and seemed relieved the wedding did finally get underway. I think everyone was relieved, not that there was any real doubt. But really, it did turn out to be a lovely wedding.
When the wedding was over, we all headed over to the reception hall. There we ate and drank like there was no tomorrow until late into the night. Nick and Karen left a bit early to head off on their honeymoon in Hawaii. I heard it was nice, but I’ve yet to see the pictures.
I never really did find out what happened that Marcy and Karen got delayed. I asked Marcy once or twice, but all she did was smile. I never did ask after that.
So, that’s the story for now. I’d like to say everyone just rode off into the sunset and lived happily ever after. But, with Brian, Marcy and Laura you just never know. So, there may be more to this story some day.
In the meantime, it felt sort of good to drive back to New Jersey and resume my normal routine with my step-sister Marcy. It felt good to be home for a change.