Changing subjects, Katherine said, "This is even better than that day you rubbed all of our naked bodies with suntan lotion."
Alan didn't need to be reminded of that. It seemed like weeks had passed, but in fact it had only been four days since he'd applied lotion to the naked backsides of his mother, Suzanne, and his sister Katherine as they sat by the pool.
Alan was already extremely hard and horny, trapped in a tiny space with his even hornier sister. Thinking about the pool incident just made him even more frazzled. He was having very unwholesome thoughts about Katherine, even though he tried to deny that fact to himself. However, he couldn't resist asking, "Oh yeah. What happened after I left?"
"We all flipped over to our front sides, but unfortunately you had scampered away. Aunt Suzy had many more fun ideas to torture you with. But since you'd left, she told Mom and me in great detail what the two of you had just done, and how you reached orgasm in the pool just a few feet away from us. The three of us were completely wasted on alcohol by the time you came to the pool, by the way."
"I noticed that."
"Yeah. Well, we all sat there next to each other totally naked, and there was definitely some kind of lesbian buzz in the air, mostly radiating from Aunt Suzy. She definitely has a healthy sex drive!"
"I noticed that too." He chuckled while he fondly remembered some of the things he'd done with Suzanne recently.
"I know you have." Katherine wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. "You make me jealous just thinking about you and her together, and all the fun you two have been having."
Unexpectedly, he raised his hand, and said, "Hold on. I've been spacing out for a sec on this, but we really shouldn't use terms like ... you know." He dropped his voice, and whispered, "Mom. And Aunt Suzy."
Katherine rolled her eyes. "Oh, come on! Who's gonna know? No one can hear us here. Even having to call you 'B.B.' is silly."
"Maybe so, but just humor me, okay? Better safe than sorry."
She rolled her eyes, but also huffed, "Fine. Anyway, as soon as you left, we all wanted to frig ourselves really bad. Especially after hearing Aunt Suzy's story. Oops, sorry. I mean, the story from Our Neighbor With The Great Gazongas. Or, as I like to call her, O.N.W.T.G.G." She giggled.
Now it was Alan's turn to roll his eyes.
She continued, "But we were still too shy to do it with the other two there. Or at least I was. I doubt at least if Aunt Suzy cared. Er, I mean A.S. How's that for a name?"
"Fine."
She continued, "But then A.S. suggested that we could use the pool just like you did. So M. jumped in and quickly brought herself off. You know who I mean by 'M.' right?" Katherine held her hands out in front of her chest, greatly exaggerating the size of their mother's boobs.
"Of course!" he said with a smile.
"Okay. M. was desperate for relief by that point. Then she got out, and I did the same. I stood right where you had stood to do it not long before. By the time I got back, A.S. had already gotten herself off just sitting on the lounge chair. M. probably watched that from close up, but I'm not sure. You couldn't miss the puddle of cum A.S. left on her chair, though."
She went on, "But getting ourselves off didn't seem to cool us down at all. I think a lot of it had to do with being naked outside for the first time. You know, the thrill that anyone could be watching, and us checking each other out too. We were so fucking hot, all of us. Squirming around in our chairs. Putting on more lotion constantly, mostly rubbing it on our breasts and pussies. A.S. kept suggesting that you'd go to the window of my room to spy on us, and we all kept looking up to my bedroom window, half expecting to see you. But you never spied on us, you dummy."
He answered, "No, I honestly didn't. I masturbated and then fell asleep. I hate getting so tired and having to take a nap every day, but I can't help it."
Katherine continued, "That's why you need our help with your cock. That's why you have to have your sister lick it for you and make it all better. Aren't we all so lucky you have that problem?"
She made a move towards him, but he said, "Hey! Remember about keeping it cool?"
She stuck her tongue out at him with a pout and continued, "Anyway, I remember lying there by the side of the pool with my feet dangling in the water. A.S. stood up and looked at me in a really sultry way. We were all so horny, so fucking out-of-control horny."
She fanned herself, as if overcome by sexual heat. "Speaking for myself, I was ready to fuck a rock, a carrot, an elephant - anything! So A.S. was looking pretty good. She asked me if I needed more suntan lotion. I could tell she wanted to put it all over me, even though M. was sitting right there. But I told her 'No'; I got a little scared. Things broke up not long after that. And then we all left and diddled ourselves even more in private. At least, I know I did!"
She sighed in fond remembrance. "I'll tell you, the whole thing was about the hottest, sexiest experience I've ever had. Especially when you were still there and putting lotion on me. If you had come back later, we would have all been lining up, on our hands and knees, our naked asses wiggling with desperation, begging to be the one who got to be fucked first!"
He dismissed the idea. "Like that'll ever happen. You're exaggerating, just like the comment about the elephant." To himself he thought, There's a mental image I'm not going to be able to get out of my head for a while!
"Maybe, B.B. Maybe. Or maybe it was just the heat of the moment. Or the alcohol. I think Mom actually got ill later. You know how alcohol affects her so easily. In any case, if you had come back down it would have been a load of fun, I guarantee you that... You don't think A.S. has lesbian tendencies, do you?"
"Of course not. I can attest first-hand that she very much likes men."
"I'll bet you can!" Katherine giggled. "But I mean, you know, being bisexual."
"She was probably just carried away by the situation, like straight guys being temporarily gay in prison."
"Yeah, I guess that's it," Katherine said, but she wasn't so sure.
"Um, Kat, maybe this isn't the best time to ask this, but you said something earlier in your little girl's voice about your 'little virgin pussy.' Was that just playing, or are you still a virgin?"
"Thanks for asking about my pussy! I'd be happy to tell you all about it, any time!" she giggled some more. "Honestly, whenever I get serious with some guy, Mom yanks my chain and makes me dump him. Oops! I mean M. does. Do we really have to continue with these silly nicknames?"
"Yes."
"Fine. Sheesh. The point is, they're never good enough for her little angel. So I'm still a virgin. That's okay though, 'cos I'm trying to save myself for my B.B."
That was partially the truth. In reality, she hadn't done much with other guys because of her lust for her brother, and the only reason she'd dated other guys at all was because she thought her feelings for him were completely unrealistic and she was trying to "cure" herself of them. But then everything had changed.
"Kat, you can't talk that way! It's really disturbing me. Teasing is one thing. Remember the limits! I'll just chalk it down to you getting too excited because of the whole paint job."
"You do that. It's just teasing, anyway. And my hymen broke when I was a kid, so you won't have to worry about the blood when you push your big, thick cock in my tiny, tight, ready and waiting pussy. I'm sure that must be why you asked."
"Kat! What if someone heard you talking?" She wasn't far off on why he was curious, but he still fiercely resisted crossing over from fantasy into reality.
"You know I'm not really serious, 'cos that would be wrong, wouldn't it? Or am I serious? Wouldn't you like to know!" She laughed again.
All of a sudden, Alan thought about the time. "Oh my God! What time is it? I'll bet the lunch period will be over in only a few minutes. Let's check to see if you're dry by now."
Ever since he'd stopped painting, both Alan and Katherine had been standing, so he couldn't really look at her exposed privates, especially since he had tried desperately to maintain eye contact. But after they both released her skirt, letting it fall, he got down on his knees behind her and put his head under her skirt. The nominal idea was that this would allow him to see and touch the paint job, but he really just wanted to get his nose back to within inches of his sister's pussy.
It was actually too dark to see that way, but he didn't care. He ran his hands over her butt, ostensibly to check whether the paint was dry. It was, but he checked it for another minute or so, "just to be sure." He then pried open her outer labia with his fingers, and took an even longer time determining that the paint was dry even there. He deeply inhaled the smell of Katherine's nether regions, and liked it.
He was considering putting his nose straight into her gash when Katherine finally spoke, playfully suggesting, "You know, if you really want to make sure the paint is dry, it might be more accurate to check with your tongue."
"Ha-ha, Kat," he said humorlessly, even though he was thinking the same thing. He felt things were going too fast though, and was trying not to encourage her. "You really are too much to take; do you know that?"
"I know. But seriously, I want to be able to help you too. You know, what M. and A.S. are doing. Rubbing your dick. I'm happy to help, too. I want to hold your dick, too. And rub it. And suck it, even! Why haven't you asked me to help you in that way yet? I've been waiting for it, eagerly! I'm completely serious this time. You can't say it's 'cos I'm your you-know-what, 'cos M. has been helping you too. But now that she's gone all moral, it should be my turn to take over."
Alan motioned for Katherine to turn around, and she did. He felt all over the front of her crotch. He even ran his hands through her pubic hair, even though there was no paint there. The only reason he did it was because her talk made him so hot.
"She has, hasn't she?" he asked, to buy time.
"Yeah. I'm not too surprised. There really must be an intense battle raging inside her. Not with me, though; I'm soooo ready to help out! So how 'bout it?"
After thinking for a while of a suitable response to her suggestion, he finally said, "Um, I'm certainly wowed by that offer, but now's not the time to talk about that. We've got to run to class." He was very conflicted about the idea, and didn't know what he really wanted.
"All right," Katherine sighed. "God, I want to suck it, though." Her whole body started to shake mere inches from Alan's nose in response to the movement of his hands.
She continued, "But tell me one thing. Is it that you don't find me attractive? I know I'm not a bombshell like those two-"
"Sis, you are too a bombshell! I find you extremely attractive." He spoke directly into her pussy. "That's the problem. God, you're so hot! You're centerfold material. Seriously. But you're eager. TOO eager. That's the bigger problem. Where would it all lead?"
Alan ran his hands over her pussy lips in a most un-brotherly manner, and "accidentally" tweaked her clit. But realizing the bell for class would ring in a minute or two, he used all of his remaining willpower to stand up and take his hands off his sister. "See? Look. I can hardly control myself, and you're not telling me to stop like you should."
"Why should you stop, or we stop, when it feels so good?"
He ignored the question and instead suggested, "Try not to move around when you sit. Now, let's get out of here! Remember that little thing called class?" He swatted her on the butt playfully.
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