Endless Curiosity Ch. 02

Author's note: I'm not... totally sure all the sex positions are possible in this one. One specific position, really. Suspension of disbelief, y'all.

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"Ben! Brie is coming home!" Bea shouted at her meat machine, who was doing laundry in the nude. Bea had her phone in hand, and had just gotten a text from her dad.

There was a loud bang as Ben's head got in a war with the drum of the dryer. Bea wasn't sure which of the two won, but Ben groaned in pain. She tore her eyes from his bent-over Ben butt long enough to commiserate. "Sorry, Benji. I should've waited."

But look at that booty flex! He loved when she winked her little butthole at him, was he doing that to her? Yummy boy butt. She should lick it, she hadn't tried that yet. His cock hanging down like that looked tasty, even though it had just erupted in her mouth a few hours ago. It's not fair how tasty brother cum was. It belonged in holes, all the holes, but that meant she couldn't eat it two thirds of the time!

It was a real problem.

"Brie? When?" Ben asked, extracting his head from the drum. Why was he in there anyway? Oh. There was a penny in there. He glared at it like it had offended him. It had been clacking in the drum, it probably HAD offended him.

"Next week. They're building a new convent here in town, and she's overseeing some of it, since she has an easy place to stay."

"Haven't seen her since Christmas. This will be nice."

"Have to hide all the seeexxx," Bea pouted.

Ben frowned. His routine! It would be disturbed! What is it with sisters messing with routines? Well, half-sisters in this case, from their Mom's first marriage. There was another half-sister somewhere in the world, rarely seen, from the third marriage. Mom was such a harlot. To be fair, she hadn't married again after the third one fell through. Still. Who gets bred by three different men?

Okay, maybe that was a little judgy. Bea hardly knew the lady. Hmm. Was there something special about Bea's Dad that made him worthy of breeding her twice?

Nope, stop that line of questions RIGHT THERE. No Dad-flavored curiosity. Even though he was a little hot.

Ben sighed, "We'll survive." He looked at Bea in a way that made her dizzy, that deep desire that made her feel sexy. Her! Sexy! What the fuck?! "We should get it out of our systems, though."

"Hurrgh," Bea gurgled eloquently as her Superman picked her up, both of them naked as fuck, and set her on his cock. She wrapped her arms and legs around him to slow his ascent into her depths, and he bent down, Bea attached to his chest, to pick up the laundry basket.

After their run together that first day, Bea had wondered about standing sex. Her meatwall was so strong, he could probably pound away at her while still doing other stuff. She found she ADORED trying to disturb his work. Blowjobs while cooking, which led to burnt food that tasted like victory. Handjobs while driving, which was messy, as he hit the ceiling of the car and had to rely on lane assist to not die while the cum rained down (their first date had been a disaster!). She had even gotten him to fuck her while running, though he would only do it at night, and she had made modifications to their running clothes to make it happen.

Bea was now planning a full line of 'Hidden Fuckage' clothing, with little flaps on the inside that would hide the carefully made slits for their doodly bits. Jeans were a no-go for Ben, but most anything else could be modified so he could fuck her without being obvious about the fact that incest was happening. Her sewing machine was calling to her in new ways.

So Ben folded clothes as Bea rode him, working her core, which was getting really strong these days. She delighted in the fact that the clockwork muscleman was not as precise with his folds as he usually was. And as she rode, she talked. Ben hated when she was quiet.

"Benji, how are you gonna live without sex, hmm? Brie is gonna be home most of the day, I'm sure. Nuns without their convent aren't very busy, even with construction. That means you can't just throw me on the bed and fuuuucckkk," she breathed as he hit her cervix hard, one of the dangers of standing sex. She would be fine, a tad achy, but it felt good, too. "Can't just fuck me whenever. We'll have to be careful and quiet, so Sister Brie doesn't find out how naughty her, hnngh, siblings are. She can't find out how often you pound my butt. My ass is leaking cum, even now, from this morning. Nuns don't get that. Don't understand that anal is amaaazing."

Ben groaned, thrusting up into her pussy with that big big-brother-dick. Ha! Great success! His job was to not acknowledge the sex monkey attached to his chest, and she loved it when he failed at his job.

She was going to miss this, the openness, but Brie was so fun! Totally sweet, with hair like honey and love pouring from her heart by the gallon. When she wasn't engaging in aggravating Jesus-speak, she was a delight to have around. Bea sorted through her memories for a picture of her big sister. Oh.

Oh!

"Ben."

Ben paused his totally-not-thrusting motion that totally made sense while folding laundry, and looked at Bea. "Bea. That tone. What?"

"I have... QUESTIONS."

He cringed, with a little smile, acknowledging the freight train of curiosity barreling down on him. "Fuck me," he whined.

"I am. Now... Wouldn't you say Brie is pretty?"

Their sister was a tall blonde, 24 years old, with a body that made sin easy. Big, jiggly boobs, a ridiculously skinny waist, a huge ass that Bea could now acknowledge was worth salivating over. Gah, she was perfect. Like a Christian fuckbot, off limits but RIGHT THERE with the sexiness. She'd been out of state for years, and Bea needed her home so she could drool over her.

Ben's involuntary thrust into her depths made her giggle, and she gave him a kiss. "Yes," he eventually rumbled.

"I wanna know things. About her."

"She's fucked."

"That's the idea," Bea giggled. "I'll be honest, here. My questions are not very innocent. I like incest, and I wanna make my big sister cum. Is that okay, Benji?"

He slammed her down on the bed and absolutely railed her, grunting like a beast. He did not take it easy at all.

"Oh HOLY FUCK BENJI! Oh my GOD! I'M GONNA CUM ON THIS COCK!" Bea screamed as her meat man just took her. His cock pistoned into her depths, pounding her hard in his need, and she came like a slut. Her back arched as much as it could under his weight, and she gushed girlcum all over him. "Unghhhh Benji! Fill me up!" She exclaimed as her personal sex god grunted in her ear, such a familiar sound after weeks of taking his cum. He was about to burst, his third of the day.

Holy God, it was an ocean. "FUUUCCKK Benji, does Brie turn you on that hard? Or is the thought of me with Brie?" He grunted, deep in his throat, like rocks tearing. She dialed it up to eleven. "Benji. I wanna eat your cum from her ass."

"HAAAGHH!" He shouted, and his cum fired out of her pussy like a pressure washer. He had filled her up, but was still cumming, and Bea couldn't speak any longer, her orgasm shaking her to her core.

He lay on his baby sister like a beached whale, breathing heavily and just squashing her tininess into the bed. That was fine. She loooved it.

Finally, he rolled them over, pulling her to his chest. "You really mean all that?"

"Uh huh. Turns out I'm bi-curious."

"Only bi? That's only a fraction of the curious-es that you could be." They both laughed. "Wouldn't you feel jealous of me with her?"

"No. I would be fucking her, too. And she's family."

"How are you gonna do that, though?"

"Just gotta corrupt the pretty lil Christian girl. Easy peasy." He raised an eyebrow. "Seriously. You just ask the right questions at the right time, and people come apart at the seams. Worked on you."

"I don't think that's what happened."

"Shh. Scene transition."

***

Bea, Ben, and Dad picked Brie up at the airport. She was carefully dressed, a shapeless hoodie, baggy sweats, tennis shoes that even dads would scoff at and call ugly. A pair of big sunglasses capped the whole ensemble, effectively hiding the woman from prying eyes. The only reason Bea spotted her was because she was looking for someone incognito.

When Brie saw them, the sunglasses came off, and she dashed over with a big smile. She dragged Bea into a hug first, surprisingly. Brie was taller than Bea by half a foot, so her face was mashed into boobage pretty good. "Bea, you look great! When did you grow up?"

"Been a busy summer," Bea told the boobs.

"Huh? You two haven't left the house!" Dad laughed. "These two are lumps, I swear."

"We went to the beach!" Bea replied, offended at the implication that they didn't do anything.

They boned! That was plenty!

"Hi Dad!" Brie said, moving to hug the Dad of the group. He wasn't Brie's Dad, biologically, but he had been her stepdad for several formative years, and the moniker stuck. Plus, no one knew the guy's name. He was just Dad.

"Hey sweetie. Good to see you again. Six months is too long."

"I know! I'll be here for weeks, and I'll be coming by daily from now on, I swear. Even after they get the convent built."

She moved to Ben, who was tense. "I respect your boundaries, Ben. Pound it?" She held out a fist. Heh. Pound it.

Ben sighed and folded the girl into a hug. Brie eeped and grabbed on tight. It was probably her second ever Ben hug, and Brie's eyes closed immediately, humming happily. She was radiant when Ben let her go. "Where'd that come from? Not that I mind!"

He shrugged, like a bashful Clark Kent. "Bea has been working on me a bit. Hugs aren't the worst."

"Way to go, baby sister!"

Bea grinned, "Just doing a good deed for all the women of the world."

Brie looked Ben over, evaluating. "Oh. Yeah. That'll be a problem for sure. Ben? You know about condoms?" She asked with a little smile.

Bea and Dad both howled with laughter at the look on his big dumb face. Ugh. She loved him so much.

"Yes. I know about condoms," he rumbled. Bea refused to use them. "Aren't you a nun?"

"Yep!"

And that was her full answer. Bea was so excited. She had forgotten how fun Brie was. She kept Ben off balance with casual ease.

They went to the baggage claim and gathered Brie's many bags. Five! Holy heck, how did she get through the first airport? There wasn't an entire family to send her off. Oh, maybe the other nuns. "Church family" as Brie called them sometimes. Bea rolled one of the rolly luggages while Ben and Dad carried a duffel bag and rolled a luggage each, leaving Brie with just her purse.

"It's like you're moving here," Bea joked.

"Good! Cuz I am!" Brie replied with a big grin.

Ugh. She was just fun enough for this to not be a drag. They'd have to hide the sex, diddle each other in the dead of night. But that was okay. No big deal. Brie was awesome.

"So how's Mom?" Bea asked quietly in the car, Dad letting Ben drive for once. Dad was already asleep against the car door, snoring so loud the music could barely be heard.

"I don't know, actually. I haven't spoken to her in months," Brie whispered back.

"You get in a fight?"

"Sorta. I spent a week with her, like two months ago? She has a new live-in boyfriend. I gave her the usual shit about living in sin, told her she was being a complete whore and that she'd burn in hell." Brie paused just long enough for Bea to roll her eyes. "Kidding. Anyway. She got mad at me for dressing conservatively while I was home with them."

"Like, this kind of conservative?" Bea plucked at the hoodie, just below boob height.

"Yeah. She kept telling me I didn't need to dress like this. Lady, I don't know that guy! You think I like dressing like this? He's not family, so I cover up." She said this like it was the basics. 2+2=4. Brie wears frumpy clothes around not-family.

Bea felt a little guilty. If this went sideways, Brie would lose one of the only places she could be herself. She decided to slow her plans a bit. Don't come out with a big swinging dick about it. Gentle pokes and prods, let Brie go at her own pace, as long as the destination was the bed Bea shared with Ben (they kept Bea's door locked at night so Dad couldn't check on her and find she wasn't there).

They got home and got Brie situated in the guest bedroom, which shared a wall with Bea's room. Ben and Bea were both in the room when they were reminded of Brie's familial blind spot.

Casual as you please, Brie shimmied those baggy sweats off her hips with a happy sigh, while Bea and Ben watched with wide eyes. Brie wasn't looking at them, this was done with complete innocence. Underneath, she wore a pair of plain black panties that hugged her ass by accident. It wasn't the panties' fault, it was just that her ass was ridiculous. It was facing towards Bea when Brie bent at the waist to pick up her sweats. Those panties drew tight across her pussy, dove into the deep cleft of her ass. The bend seemed to take forever, she was futzing with something on her toes, a bit of lint, staying bent double, legs totally straight, showing off surprising athleticism.

Bea glanced over to see Ben was hard as a rock. But Brie wasn't done. "How was graduation, Bea? Sorry I couldn't make it. Did you become valedictorian?"

She turned around as she said this and, again, super casual, stripped the hoodie off in the exact way Bea would, if she wanted Ben to devour her with his eyes. She grabbed the hem of the sweater with crossed wrists, pulling it up over her flat belly. Her huge boobs did a full titty drop, even restrained in her bra, a plain, small black one that matched her panties. Her head got caught in the hood, so, again the process took longer than necessary, giving Bea plenty of ogling time.

Those things must be DD's right? Holy motorboat, Batman!

Brie's head popped out of the hoodie, and Bea had just had time to compose herself, infinitely grateful she didn't have to hide a boner like Ben did. And Ben's dick was so huge! What was he gonna...? Oh, he was gone.

"Bea?" Brie prodded.

"Oh! Sorry. Got lost in my head there. Uh, yeah. Valedictorian. They give it to the highest GPA student, and I stomped everyone else into paste." Bea shrugged, and Brie giggled. "There was a whole speech. 'We go on to our futures with our heads held high' yadda yadda."

"Aww I'm so proud of you, Bea!" Brie, the only cuddle monster bigger than Bea, crushed her lascivious little sister into a boobalicious hug, clad only in a bra and panties. To call Bea a girly cum puddle right then would be pretty accurate. Brie smelled like strawberries, and Bea just hoped she wouldn't have a Pavlovian response. She loved strawberries, and didn't want to get horny every time she ate them.

"Thanks. It wasn't hard, I don't think I tried that hard." Stop saying hard. That's a sex word.

Brie giggled, letting Bea go. "I don't think you play fair, little sister. You make Dad seem slow in comparison. And he's a surgeon!"

Bea blushed, looking up into her lovely aquamarine eyes. "Thanks, Brie." She allowed her eyes to fall into the cleavage. "Ugh. You're ridiculous. I get so self conscious about my boobs." Girly superpower: Bea got to talk about boobs without seeming like a perv. Even though she absolutely WAS a perv.

"Ugh, you can have them. They hurt my back and I can't wear ANYTHING cute, literally ever. I'd trade Ds for Bs any day."

"Single Ds?" Bea asked skeptically.

Brie blushed, "Double. S'not my fault!" She whined. "Trust me, Bea, smaller is better." Her eyes lingered a little long on Bea's breasts, just a little cleavage visible under her tanktop. Bea didn't wear a bra, almost ever. "You'll find someone who appreciates you soon enough," she whispered.

"Uh huh," Bea said noncommittally. No need, girlypants! Got that covered! But Bea couldn't say that. "So why can't you wear cute things? Is this just the sin thing?"

"I mean, yeah." Brie shrugged. "Men are sinful, and I don't need to make it worse."

"Cuz of your rockin' bod?"

Her blush was a deep red, "I wouldn't call it that!"

*Click* Went Bea's pen, a blank journal she had set on the dresser nearby, plucked and opened to a blank page. Bea absently dated the page, the familiar mask of curiosity in place.

"Tell me, Brie. What WOULD you call that?" She gestured to Brie's entire body.

Brie was pale, "Just... me?"

"But if you saw such a body on another person, what would you be inclined to say? Attractive, sexy, desirable, sinful? Please use your own words."

"I don't know! I guess... I think I look pretty good."

"I would agree, but that's not my place. And you say your body makes men sinful?"

"Well. Yes."

"Can you elaborate?"

She didn't look like she wanted to. She looked like she wanted to escape. But she answered anyway. "My breasts are large, and men like that. They bounce and jiggle with any movement whatsoever, and if I'm not fully covered, their eyes will devour me." Her face was flushed, but she spoke as if hypnotized.

"Is that all?"

"No! They like my waist, my face, my legs, my ass! I'm like a piece of meat, and I L-" she froze, her blush deepening. She clamped down on the rest of that answer, but the 'L' sound had started the next word. Hmm. "Anyway. I have to cover up. So I don't encourage sin."

"Understood." *Click* Went the pen. Bea let the mask fall away.

"Bea, what was that?" Brie demanded, eyes wide.

"Hmm?" Bea replied, idly reading her shorthand notes.

"What was that?!" she repeated.

"Curiosity."

She looked a little shaken, "You've never done that to me before. That was spooky. What are you curious about?"

"What it's like being that... hot."

Brie stood baffled for a bit, which really just gave Bea time to box up the horniness a little tighter. But when Brie pulled her into another hug, the horny box burst back open. "Tch. You're plenty hot, little sister."

"S'different." Bea was too busy melting and oozing down her legs to put together a better answer.

"Different body type, not different in the amount of hotness."

"I don't think that's true. You're like, the queen of being hot."

Brie pulled back to look Bea in the eyes. Aquamarine vs deepest blue. "I shouldn't even be having this conversation, there's like forty sins going on." Bea almost clicked her pen to dig into the sins. Later. "But yes, I'll admit our society values my body type more than yours, and that's such a bummer. If I was so inclined, you're totally the type I would be into. Slender, petite, and adorable. You're gorgeous."

Thump thump. Bea's heart was pounding as she looked up into her mostly naked sister's eyes. "Thanks. I know people have preferences. It's just hard not to compare. For clarity, your body type would be MY preference. All jiggly and sexy and shit. S'not fair."

Brie blushed. "Thanks, little sister. That was, like, the first compliment I've gotten that didn't make me feel, uh, gross." That was an interesting "uh". Brie glanced at the notebook, still in Bea's hand. "So you just always have a notebook?"

"Not always. But I figured a question or two would arise." Bea held up the notebook. The subject was blank. "This was just convenient. You're not a dedicated field of study." She smiled. "Yet."

"That would be terrifying. You're... scary sometimes."

Bea laughed. Cackled, really. "Thanks! You could ask Ben how the experience has been so far."

Brie's eyes widened. "He okay?"

"I always put him back together whenever I'm done inspecting his innards. I'm nowhere near done though."

Brie laughed, "See, Bea, there's a whole other side to hotness, outside the physical stuff. Intelligence is WILDLY sexy to me." They made tasty eye contact, and Bea had to hold back the squirms.

"That's a shame."

"What is?" Brie whispered.

"Sounds like I would be perfect for you. If not for... all the things."

Brie swallowed. "Mhmm."

"Well," Bea separated from her big sister. "Lemme know if you need anything while you get settled. I'll be in my room."

Batin'.

***

Bea came downstairs, a little disheveled, forty or so minutes later to find Brie sitting on the couch next to Dad, with Ben on the wing back chair where he liked to fuck Bea. Brie was wearing a scandalously low cut tanktop and lounge shorts that showed off every inch of her toned legs. Brie wore a very similar outfit, though the tanktop was much less scandalous. Bea thought her legs looked as good, though.

A nun. As if. Fuckbot McJiggles was in the middle of laughing at something Dad said. Dad was funny, as Dads were. His eyes were somehow not watching the jiggles, carefully up and away, and Bea's Superman was doing his thing, enforcing his will over his traitorous eyes; Ben only looked every two or three seconds, unlike Bea, who optically devoured those braless boulders.

Remembering the rule, one minute of ogling at a time, Bea tore her eyes out. Well, that's what it felt like anyway. So much for masturbation, Bea was revving right back up. Ugghhh. Why were her siblings both perfect?

Dad looked kinda tasty today, too. His leather strap watch caught her attention, bringing her eyes to his strong hands. He was a surgeon, imagine how good he must be with his hands. WAIT. NOPE.

"Hey Bea! Dad was just telling me about your ongoing experiments on Ben. Do you really ride him like a backpack?" Brie asked.

A front backpack, so they could fuck. Bea smiled at Ben, who was stoic and calm right now. That was good, she needed him NOT off balance right now. "Yep! He likes to run like that, with me on his back."

Brie lit up, howling with laughter, "See, this is why I wish I was petite. That sounds fun!"

"Statuesque blondes normally have plenty of fun." Bea said with a shrug, sitting next to her sister, their hips touching.

"Yesss, but that kind of fun is not for nuns."

"Where is the nun? I see only my bubbly big sister." Bea gestured to her clothes, which she seemed to be trying to burst out of. Her tanktop had ridden up, exposing her navel, but you'd have to look away from the cleavage to see that. Hggghhhh.

Brie rolled her eyes at the challenge, "What, should I put on my habit? I brought it with me."

"I haven't actually seen you in it. None of us have, I don't think."

Brie gave a bright smile, "Sure! Gimme a sec."

At least two sets of eyes watched her flounce upstairs, that booty jiggling with each step. Bea only glanced, there would be more glimpses. Instead, she watched her brother and Dad. Ben, she could understand. Bea was explicitly trying to seduce Brie so that Ben could fuck her too.

Naughty, Daddy! Looking at his... ex stepdaughter's butt like that. Even though that's the start of every porn ever. They have no actual relation anymore, that's not even incest, and where's the fun in that? Just a sexy older guy who probably thinks about having sex with a sexy young blonde with huge tits who calls him Dad. Hardly fun at all.

Brie came downstairs in her habit, and it was NOT better.

"How do I look?" Brie asked, slowly turning so they could see.

The usually frumpy body covering outfit was possibly a size too small for Bea's buxom big sister. It hugged her narrow waist, which meant it flared out and highlighted her wide hips quite a lot. The fit over her breasts was just on the edge of respectable. You could clearly tell the woman was stacked to the nines, her ridiculous orbs straining just a bit against the ill-fitted fabric. Bea swallowed hard, realizing Brie had neglected to wear a bra under the thing, probably just throwing it on after taking her tanktop off. Her nipples just jutted out like it was no big deal. There were no lines at all, she must've taken her shorts off, and maybe there were no panties under those shorts.

She spun her ass around, and again, just barely respectable. It wasn't quite painted on. It wasn't. But... butt. It was very there. You could just see it, even her crack, hinted at against the fabric.

The headdress was normal enough. It hid her hair, but did nothing to convince you this woman wasn't absolutely gorgeous.

Her outfit looked like really high end nun cosplay, designed to make people horny while also being convincing. Brie struck a careful balance between professional and porn, and she smiled innocently as her family stared, awestruck. Bea wondered just how ridiculous she could make that thing, given the chance to make some adjustments. Bring it in a bit, make it fitted, give it some 'hidden fuckage' slits. She could service a whole flock.

Bea was outrageously horny and was completely projecting it on this innocent, kind woman. It wasn't okay. Bea met Ben's eyes, giving him their super secret code gesture, where Bea widened her eyes and openly mouthed the words 'FUCK ME'. It was up to him to interpret that as her just being surprised, or as a demand to take her somewhere and pound the daylights out of her.

Brie missed their codeword, of course. "See? I totally look like a nun. Cuz I am!"

It was quiet for a minute. Dad, ever the guy to smooth things over, broke the one sided silence, "You look great! Excellent!" Bea and Ben made agreement noises.

"Thanks!"

Bea couldn't let it be. "What do the, uh, other nuns think?" She asked.

Brie shrugged, "I haven't heard any comments."

"Uh huh. The priests? Parishioners? None of them have anything to say?"

"Not that I've heard. This is my first transfer, I spent the last six years at the same convent."

Bea let the curiosity take hold, pushing the horny out of the way. Clear-headed, Bea was convinced there was a conspiracy. Don't mention the sexiness to the fuckbot so everyone gets to enjoy her presence in that thing. That... made Bea angry. Like, of course she didn't think Brie was an actual fuckbot, just like Ben wasn't a meat machine. She was just silly and horny, and that was okay. She couldn't let her big sister get taken advantage of. Especially hidden behind a religious veneer, with potentially dozens of people on board.

"Brie," Bea sighed, rising off the couch. She was pleased that Ben briefly ogled her legs. "C'mere." Bea dragged the sexy nun off to the downstairs bathroom, closing and locking the door. "Be honest. Do you think you're covered properly in that thing?"

Innocent blinks, "Of course! The habit is the same for everyone."

"But do they all fit the same?" She gestured in the mirror. "Ugh. You know I love you, right?" Brie nodded. "This isn't sexual, okay?" Bea said honestly. She just couldn't lie to her sister, even though this was going to make the horny so. Much. Worse.

She turned Brie to face the mirror, standing right behind her, peeking around her arm at the mirror, and slowly reached up her hands. Brie just watched, her breath speeding up a bit. Bea reached out a middle finger from each hand and laid just the pad of each finger, ever so gently, on the underside of those pendulous breasts. Just that little bit of pressure was enough to outline her breasts in their entirety, nipples thrust out proudly, each perfect tit looking like it was sculpted by a master artisan. "Imagine the slightest breeze. How must this look as you walk? I imagine you don't go braless under this often, but does that help?"

Brie swallowed hard. "They promised it was normal," she whispered. Bea just raised a quizzical eyebrow, lowering her hands. "The sisters. The head priest is the one that provided my habits when I got there, but the other sisters said it was normal. Totally fine. I was covered so I didn't think about it." Brie was breathing so fast now, but she didn't look upset, not directly. Her eyes were wide, her cheeks flushed. Mortified? That made sense, but her breath was only speeding up. Bea was missing something in the equation.

Brie closed her eyes and centered herself, much in the way Ben did when he was too off balance, something Dad had taught them. Her cheeks were still flushed a minute or so later, but she wasn't about to hyperventilate. With a fierce look, Brie dragged Bea out the door and upstairs. "Sit," Brie commanded, gesturing to the bed in the guest bedroom.

Bea obeyed, "Brie, I-" she began, but was interrupted by a dial tone, Brie's phone on speaker.

"Heeyyy, Brie! How was the trip?" A voice asked immediately. The contact picture showed a beautiful nun in full habit, probably Latina based on skin tone and the fuck-me-ness of her eyes. Also her name was Margaret Martinez. Little clue to the Latina background there.

"It was fine, Maggie. Hey, what is up with my habits being the size they are? And yours, probably, at least in the back."

Maggie sighed. "Uhh. Shit." Long pause, confused eye contact between Bea and Brie. "Well. I thought you knew, honestly. It's an open secret, really. You sitting down?"

"Uh huh," Brie said, dread written across her face.

Maggie sighed again, "This convent is a really horny place, if you know where to look. Father Menendez is... pervy."

"The head priest," Brie whispered to Bea, eyes wide.

"He likes to show off the younger sisters, and right now that's just the two of us. That's why we get assigned manual labor. Moving boxes and stuff."

"They said it was to spare the older sisters."

"That's just a benefit. They just like it when you bend over. Show off those ridiculous cans and that big butt. The other sisters go along with it because they went through pretty much the same thing, though a few are into it. It's like hazing, but usually the head priest fucks you. Sometimes other priests, and a sister or two do, too."

"Have you...?"

"Hell yeah! Father Menendez is amazing with that dick! Father Green too. Just... Not for you. You give off this air, like you're not to be touched. But when you wear that habit, showcase that body, it makes it all so raunchy. Makes everyone super horny. I really thought you knew that everyone was looking. I thought you were into it. I'm so sorry, Brie." She sounded devastated.

Brie was breathing heavily again. "So. All this time. The sisters, the priests, the parishioners, they've all been staring at me?" Her hand clamped down onto Bea's shoulder, and a harsh whine could be heard from the sexy blonde's mouth. "They've been lusting after me?"

"Girl, have you seen you? Yes. Absolutely they all want you."

"And. And. They watch me bend over and, fuuuuuck, do my prayers, on my knees? I'm literally praying, and they're... horny? Staring at my butt? My tits? While I pray?" She looked like she was about to pop, but Bea couldn't put the pieces together. Couldn't understand what was happening.

"Yes," Maggie said quietly. "We all want to fuck you. Every one of us."

"Ohhh fuck MEEEEE!" Brie screamed suddenly, her hand squeezing Bea's shoulder painfully as she... came. Right there in front of her little sister, with her friend on the phone, her eyes rolled back and she fucking screamed, her back arching and thrusting her breasts against that thin habit. Bea got her confirmation of no panties under there, as there was a rhythmic wet sound she was quite familiar with, juices squirting against fabric, and the front of her habit, in the area around her pussy, was soon soaked.

She was squirting, with no stimulation whatsoever. Just seconds into her orgasm, Bea hit the 'end call' button, to spare her insensate, orgasming sister some embarrassment, rejecting the immediate follow up call from Margaret. She just supported her big sister through her mind melting orgasm.

She had done this often enough in the last six weeks. A lot of her experimentation with Ben involved teasing, accidental and otherwise. Things like feathers on skin, upside down anal (that hurt Bea and she had to stop, leading to blue balls), several hours of flashing at a mall, and, on a separate occasion, just a few hours of edging the poor guy with her hands and mouth. Inevitably, when she triggered his orgasm after each instance, Bea had to try to support his body weight or just hold on tight and work him through ridiculously huge orgasms, cum flying EVERYWHERE. It was a side effect of her being curious, and so it was her job to help him through it.

This was largely the same thing. By prodding Brie as she had, she had gotten her to put on the habit, revealing the sexiness of that outfit. By extension, the conspiracy to make Brie dress in the revealing outfit was revealed. The orgasm that had been induced, as confusing as it was, was Bea's fault.

She was, in a roundabout way, making her sister cum.

Bea needed to stop thinking so hard, or she would cum too.

So she held onto Brie's waist, the blonde's hand clamped on her shoulder, and let her cum. It was a thing of beauty, and Brie's tits were pressed into Bea's face most of the time. Finally, whimpering and moaning quietly, Brie came down, her face buried in Bea's hair. Bea would remember this FOREVER, as one of her sexiest memories.

"Nnnhhhhh," said Brie, minutes later.

"You okay?" Bea whispered.

"Mhmm," Brie sultry-ed at her, a husky moan that accidentally dripped sex.

"Let's lay down, okay?" With a little bit of finagling, Bea got the girl under the covers. Brie slipped in and out of consciousness for twenty minutes or so.

"Uncomfortable," Brie grumped eventually. Sleeping in a nun's habit probably wasn't the comfiest thing ever, especially one as tight as that one.

"Should I take this thing off you?"

"Mhmm. Buttons in back," Brie said sleepily.

Breathing heavily, Bea unbuttoned the back of the habit, which seemed like an odd feature. They went down to the top of the butt. THE butt. The best butt. But that was horny Bea talking. She needed to be little sister Bea right now. So she got the buttons undone, worked the sleeves and headdress off, then took a deep breath. Trying not to look at any of the delectable goods, Bea peeled the front of the habit off her sister, releasing her breasts (she didn't look, somehow), her belly (no!), her butt (HNNNGHH! She didn't look!), and her legs (she looked, but that was okay).

The habit was launched across the room, and Bea carefully put her arm across Brie's naked belly. No boobs in contact at all. Still clad in a single layer, she cuddled with her fully nude sister. It was... surprisingly nice, though her mind was on fire.

"Brush your teeth?" Bea asked, afraid she would actually do it, would get up and walk to the bathroom, even undressed as she was.

"Morning. Sleep."

"Mmkay." Bea cuddled her big sister to sleep, and even her quiet sleep sounds were a little sexy. She texted Ben that she would see him in the morning, with lots of heart emojis, and followed Brie to dreamland.

***

Waking in the morning, Bea realized that all her efforts had been in vain. She hadn't looked, hadn't sexually touched the sexpot that dared to call herself Bea's sister. Yet, her cuddling hand was absolutely full of a majestic tit, a thick nipple clamped between finger and thumb. Bea had been having dreams of adjusting the knobs on an oscilloscope, and Brie was rocking her hips, Bea's fingers working on their own, twisting and pulling gently. She stopped once she realized what she was doing.

That blonde head turned, and Bea spotted a frantic helplessness in Brie's eyes. "Are you finally awake?!" Brie asked.

Carefully removing her hand, Bea squeaked an affirmative. "Sorry! It was an accident!"

"That's... the first time ANYONE has touched my breasts." Brie did the calming breaths again. "Bea. Please tell me I didn't cum all over you yesterday."

"You didn't," Bea shook her head, and Brie looked relieved. "The habit contained all the squirting." Bea hadn't meant to give her hope, she was just being accurate. Brie's face broke out in the purest mortification.

"I'm soooo sorry! Oh my G-" she stopped herself before she could swear. "Ughhhhh. I'm sorry, Bea. I'm a terrible person." She rolled over, face to face with Bea, her face a mask of shame. Bea somehow didn't look at the nudity just under the blanket. Sisters were more important.

"Hey. Don't be sorry. That was WILD, but I'm not offended or anything. You came, no biggie."

"I came like a whore." Brie said with vacant eyes. "Even Jezebel wouldn't have cum that hard."

Bea booped her nose, "Nuh uh. Fuck that religious bullshit. You have a kink. I don't know what it is yet, that came out of nowhere to me, but that's all it is. Kinks are just fun, as long as they're consensual."

"Fun?!" Brie asked, incredulous.

"Uh huh. Fun. Trust me, nine out of ten dentists recommend that you explore your kinks with a loving partner."

Brie giggled involuntarily. "You love me, right?" Bea nodded firmly. "No judgement?" Another nod, though Bea's heart was pounding. "I like being looked at."

*Click* went the pen, but only in Bea's mind. This would be recorded in her brain in painstaking detail until it could be put in the newly christened Brie journal. Headaches would follow, but it was worth it.

"Elaborate?" Bea asked, trying to be gentle.

Brie sighed, watching Bea's analytical blue eyes, "I like it when people look at me. Horny people. I like it when people desire me. I have a little bit of an exhibitionist streak, especially before I joined the convent. A little bit after. I flashed a parishioner my bra, once. Prayed about it for a week after. I convinced myself that the habit was fine, and finding out that it was as sexual as I had initially thought, that people had wanted me like that, even as I was praying... unghhh." Brie was clearly getting worked up again. "Like, I'm praying to the Lord. That's a sacred thing. I do that on my knees, with my face on the ground, usually."

"Butt on your heels, or butt in the air?"

"Heels. It, ahhh, pulls the habit tight across my ass, my breasts push up against the cloth, squash out the sides as I lay there praying, but I thought it was okay. I didn't think about it. It's so public, too! There are prayer mats laid out throughout the hallways. I use the same one every time, outside the head sister's office. It's not a main thoroughfare, but there are ALWAYS people around, especially around my prayer times. 10am and 3pm. That's when I go, and people gather around her office. I thought she had office hours at those times. Wait, she does! But she didn't at first." Brie looked at Bea, breathless, helpless. "Did the head sister change her office hours to accommodate, to hide the people staring at my body?"

"Probably." Bea wished she could be sympathetic, but it wasn't possible right then.

"Hnnngh! Bea!"

"Why do you pray there?"

"Ahhh! To, uh, be visible to the head sister. It's selfish, but I wanted to prove that I was pious! She would come watch me sometimes! She looks, too!" Brie was on the verge of orgasm again. Bea could see it.

"Why did you become a nun in the first place?" Bea asked, a sudden inspiration.

Her hand clamped onto Bea's, desperate, shouting, "BECAUSE! If I didn't, I would be fucked by everyone that wanted me! Every man that looked at me, horny and needy, would get a hole! Pick one! Every woman would be allowed to use my fingers, my tongue, to cum, as long as they wanted me badly enough. I did this to avoid being a slut, and they made me one anyway! Beeeeaaaaa! I wonder sometimes if I even believe at all! FUUUCCCKK I'M CUMMING AGAIN!"

Holding onto Bea's hand and looking into her eyes, Brie came again, once more without stimulation. Bea let the mask fall, and was immediately aware of the fact that she was a horny mess. She had sat through two of these orgasms from this gorgeous blonde goddess without touching herself at all. She needed Ben so badly. Never needed him more, honestly. It was Monday, Dad was at work, maybe if Brie slept or something, Bea could get fucked properly by her brother.

Brie was now mindlessly licking Bea's fingers, wrapped in her own hand, and it was making it so hard for Bea to think. Her eyes were fluttering as her orgasm continued, and she had already squirted on Bea's legs. It was just what was happening, and there was no stopping it. Bea did her best to keep Brie covered, and to not look.

Brie came down with a whine. Her hips were rocking under the blanket, and she was making such deep eye contact. "I. Can't believe. I came on you." She mostly looked stunned, the embarrassment would set in later.

"Brie. There is nothing to be ashamed about. NOTHING. You have no control over your kinks, no control over being aroused by what others have done to you."

She looked tormented, but she nodded. "I make people sin, and I love it."

"Brie, please don't go to work yet."

"Hmm?"

"It's Monday. Were you going to start work yet? Overseeing the new construction?"

"Not until Wednesday. Why?"

"You need to get your head straight. Figure out what you wanna do. We're here, we can help."

"The church needs to know what's going on at the convent."

"Really? With the kid diddling history of the Catholic Church, you think they'll care about some nuns getting consensually railed by a well hung priest?"

Brie frowned, "It's... not that bad?" Bea just raised an eyebrow. "Ugh. We don't talk about the kid thing. But I think about it. Why is that tolerated? They should crack down on that harder than the ten plagues."

Bea just shrugged. "Easier than acknowledging it."

"Ugh."

Bea changed the subject. Doubling down on a hard truth sometimes drove someone deeper into the lie. She grinned, "You know Maggie has been taking it in the butt. It's the go-to for churches so people don't get pregnant."

"No way!" Brie exclaimed.

"Gimme your phone." Rolling her eyes, Brie did so. Bea opened an ongoing text conversation with Maggie. Lots of emojis and a few selfies. Hearts and kisses before Brie got on the plane.

Bea sent Maggie an eggplant emoji, a peach emoji, a water squirt emoji, and a question mark.

The response was immediate, the huge grin emoji.

Great success!

"Fuck! They're all sluts!" Brie exclaimed.

"Hey, don't knock it till you try it," Bea said, accidentally. She was defensive of the deeply satisfying and slutty act, and wanted some anal for herself today.

"Beatrice Bennett! You have not!" Brie shouted, scandalized.

Bea watched her, a bit panicky. This could be so bad. Keep it vague. "I, uh, have. Yeah. I like it."

"Bull. Shit. You have not."

Bea didn't like direct challenges. "Not today, no."

"Well, duh. You just woke up."

"Yeah, but it's my favorite way to wake up." This was true. It's how Ben woke her the previous morning. He took it sooo slow, and he was fully inside her ass before she woke up.

"What the fuck you're not lying who is fucking your butt?" The question tumbled out in one go.

"I'm not saying." Bea checked her phone. Almost 8am, which was workout time. "Hey, I need to go workout with Ben. He'll get annoyed if we upset the routine too much."

Brie was blinking, infuriated but curious. Bea wanted to scream, "Welcome to the fucking club, try living your entire life that way." Instead, she just turned her head away from her sister's nudity, sitting up in bed. "Prolly get dressed?"

"Right. Yeah."

Bea kept her gaze averted, but she could swear that half of the room lit up when Brie crawled naked out of bed, and a choir of angels could be heard announcing that body in all its nudity.

Or Bea was just so. Goddamn. Horny.

'I. Need. Cock.' she texted Ben.

He replied with the weights emoji.

'ASAP MOTHER-IN-LAW!'

'Motherfucker!*' she corrected. Goddamn autocorrect, messing up her cursing. His laughing emoji response made her feel a little better. He would know she wasn't trying to interrupt the workout, but as soon as he could find a moment he would be hers. That's all she could ask.

Bea fucked off to rinse her body in the shower and get dressed in her usual workout clothes, an olive green sports bra and stretchy spandex shorts. No panties, even though she was worried she would drench the shorts. These were the modified ones, no panties were allowed.

She met Brie downstairs, also freshly showered, and had to hold back a wave of dizziness, the horny somehow growing. That ridiculous blonde bombshell was dressed in similar workout attire, a sports bra squeezing her tits into the semblance of appropriate sports readiness. Her full length Lycra pants held on for dear life, her great big bouncy ass trying its best to break free.

The universe was conspiring against Bea to make her pass out from horniness. It was the only possibility at this point.

"So what are we doing?" Brie asked as they walked to the garage.

"I mostly just hold on."

Ben was working the rowing machine when they got out there, and Bea was impressed that he only glanced at them. He was in the middle of it, and shouldn't be disturbed during his set. So they just watched. Or, Brie watched Ben and Bea watched Brie. Ben's impossible muscles flexed, working in perfect form through each rep, the weights raising and lowering in time with his breath. Brie devoured all this with wide eyes. Try as she might, the sweet Christian girl, the fucking nun, couldn't resist the Marvelous Mr Meat in his element.

"He's... really something," she whispered.

"Yup," Bea replied, trying to keep the pride from her voice.

They watched through the end of the set and the next one. Finally, Brie asked, "So what are you supposed to be holding onto at this point?"

"Nothing. This isn't that workout."

Next were squats. The bar was so heavy, it probably outweighed Ben's cock by at least a few ounces. Bea sat on the mat in front of him, giving him the usual view down her top. Brie joined in, sitting right next to her, and his eyes were suddenly pointed straight ahead, not willing to look. "Mother Mary," Brie whispered as his set started, eyes on his cock.

Ben finished and moved to floor work, starting with planks. "I usually do these with him, but there's not a lot of room on the mat. You go ahead, I'll do my thing."

Brie moved to do the planks with her little brother, her abs flexing delightfully, while Bea just climbed on his back.

"Oh shit. Is that what you mean?" Brie asked, her voice strained. Bea liked that she was cursing now. Letting go of her tight control.

"Hggghh," Bea gurgled. Ben's sweaty self always did things to her. "Yes and no. I haven't done this for planks. You okay, Ben?"

"Mhmm," he replied. He finished three sets with Bea attached to his back, little rests on his knees in between. Bea was watching the two sexy people, in awe. Brie's ass looked incredible from here. The spandex dove eagerly into her crack, and Bea wanted to see more. She snuck in little licks of Ben's neck, and whispered that she loved him when she could get away with it. He rumbled a hum in response, like a distant thunderstorm, but one that loved her.

Mountain climbers were next, and Bea often turned this one into sex by sliding underneath Ben and just taking his cock out. Not being able to right now sucked, so she just held onto his back again. 'Twas bouncy and uncomfortable. Pushups followed, and then he was off on his run, hard as a rock in those slutty shorts. Back in an hour, hopefully with enough energy to fire off some brother cum in search of her sisterly eggs. Not to be found, of course, but they could try as much as they wanted. All day.

Brie worked her sore muscles, looking at Bea with wide eyes. "And you just touch him like that?"

Bea gave her a look, feigning ignorance. "Yeah. So what?"

"I... would die." Bea dialed up the ignorance by tilting her head to the side. It wasn't a lie, she was just moving her head. It worked. "Tch. I'm such a sinner. He's really hot, okay? I know, you're family, you don't look at him like that. That's why I love being home with you guys, even just once or twice a year, because I know nobody is looking. But I feel bad sometimes. He just looks so good I can't help but stare."

"Oh. That. Yeah, I do that too. Hate to break it to you, but there's more staring than is necessarily healthy in this house."

"Then how do you stand to touch him like that?" Brie asked.

"It's hard," Bea said vaguely.

"So when I'm not home, you're all ogling each other?"

"I look at those two meaty boys all the time. Ben looks at me tons. I haven't caught Dad looking at me too often, but sometimes. Most often when I play with my hair, put it up in a ponytail or whatever where he can watch me, it's mesmerizing to him."

"I love your hair." Brie gave her a little smile. "And when I am home?" Brie whispered.

Bea put her hand on her big sister's, "We eye fuck you constantly."

"No! Even here?!" She looked like she was teetering, both turned on and mortified.

"You look too, you admitted it." Brie nodded, conceding the point. *Click* Bea had brought her pen and journal down, just in case, and Brie looked afraid. "Is it only Ben you look at?"

"Well, no."

"Dad?"

"He's got a really nice Dad bod, he's so kind to me, he's really funny and those eyes are sexy. So, I mean, yeah. He's not my real dad, so it's fine."

"Mom?"

"Hrrrgh. Sometimes. She's my type." she gestured at Bea to illustrate. Bea and her Mom shared a body type, the slender and adorable look that Brie admitted she found attractive. Mom's hair was like Brie's, though. Wavy and blonde.

"Do you look at me?"

She huffed, throwing up her hands, "Constantly, okay! I already told you I think you're sexy! I'm a fucking sinner that ogles my siblings like they're the main course at an all you can eat fuck buffet!"

She sat down on a weight bench, her face in her hands. Those could be good for sex, but that wasn't what she needed to think about right now. *Click* Bea dropped the mask and the journal. "Fuck, I'm so sorry, Brie. I can't help it sometimes. That was a bad time to be curious."

She sighed, eyes full of self doubt and shame. "No. You're just being you. I just... I'm a bad role model for you two. I ran away from... me. The things that turn me on the most. They're part of me. And when I'm at home, I split my time: letting my hair down, actually relaxing, and... eyeing my whole family like they're fuckable steak. And now I know they've been looking back."

Bea sat next to her on the bench, "If it makes you feel any better, I really love looking at you. You're so hot, Brie."

"Yeah, I couldn't keep my eyes off you if I wanted to. And I really don't want to. But it's sinful! I'm a nun!"

"You're a nun with urges. Isn't it better to try those out in a safe space, like with family, where we'll always love you to bits? Otherwise, you'll explode one of these days, and then the whole convent will have you. You need a pressure valve to let off some of that horniness. You NEED your family."

Bea watched her pupils dilate, Brie's breathing speeding up. "W-what would you do?"

Turn on an older sibling with dirty talk? Bea was made for this. "Your baby sister stares at those titties and wants to see them, suck on them. I wanna lick the sweat from your neck. I wanna kiss that sexy belly and hear your breath speed up because you know what's coming and you're excited for it. But you'll never know what to expect with me. I've got a twisted mind, Brie. I'll make you cum upside down. I'll take you out to a park at night and see how loudly I can make you scream. See if we can gather a crowd to watch some incest. I'll drill your ass with toys, fingers, my tongue until you're a perfect little butt slut. My butt slut. And then, when you're so happy from cumming on your little sister, when you're wrung out from all the orgasms you missed for years, then..." Bea gave her an evil grin, watching her squirm on the bench. "Then we'll bring in my boyfrieeeennndd," she sang the last word into Brie's ear.

Brie was rocking her hips, eyes wide and unseeing. "You would share him with me?"

"Oh yeah. I wanna watch his eyes roll back in his head as the giga-babe mounts his HUGE cock. I wanna suck his cock with you. I wanna suck his balls while he takes this perfect ass. I'm not worried about you stealing him, sisters don't do that, and besides..." Brie was panting, hanging on Bea's every word. Bea felt so powerful. "Ben can't be stolen. Not my Benji. I mean, he can, anyone can do anything, but you know what I mean."

Brie gasped, looking at Bea with wide eyes. "BEN?! He's the one that's been fucking your butt?"

Bea smiled, "Uh huh. And it's sooo good. All the other holes, too."

"And you're actually dating? You called him your boyfriend."

Bea nodded, "Three dates so far. Just when we can get them. The last one was at the beach. Playing in the sand, the sun, being outside for hours, just flirting. Like hours of foreplay. We barely made it back to the car." That was such a good memory. Ben had been hard constantly, and Bea made a point to rub up on him in little ways. It was so hard to not just pull his dick out on the beach and add his white foam to the rest of the surf.

"And... you're aware he's your brother?" Brie teased.

Bea giggled, "Of course. You have your kink, being shown off to people who shouldn't be seeing you, and I'll be happy to explore that with you in truly evil ways. I have... QUESTIONS of my own in that regard. But my kink, as it turns out, is incest. I'm a huge fan."

"I dunno if I can believe this. Or I'm having trouble processing it. You're saying you literally want me and would... kiss me if I let you? It's not just a fantasy?"

"I'd kiss you in a heartbeat," Bea said, from inches away, looking up into her big sister's eyes. Brie was already visibly horny, her breathing heavy, and Bea was on the verge of losing her mind. Either she gets a piece of her bimbo-shaped, sweet big sister, or she would have to go find Ben on his run. He was a good boy and wore the modified running shorts today, so she could mount him in seconds.

Even in broad daylight. Hnnngh. Okay, that was doing things for Bea, too.

Brie had leaned down just a bit, her lovely blue green eyes dancing with Bea's, their lips now a mere inch apart. Bea could just close the gap. But that wasn't her place.

Swallowing hard, Brie pulled back. "I think I need proof."

"Like a selfie of Ben's dick exploding on my face? Or something?"

"Do you have that?"

"Couple dozen of them." But Bea didn't pull out her phone.

"I kinda wanna see you two together. Watch him fuck you."

Bea had chills from hearing Brie talk that way. But... "I get it, Brie. But counterpoint. I'm hornier than I can ever remember, other than me and Ben's first time together. And that is ALL YOU. You did that to me. Are you sure you wanna hand off all that hard work?"

Brie's eyes were wide. "I did that?"

"Yes. I'm so turned on I'll make a mess of the first thing that touches me. Even a sweet, innocent little nun girl. I'll explode on your face like an atom bomb."

Brie was blinking repeatedly, like she was short circuiting. "I-I can't, uh." Aww, cute lil fuckbot got overloaded.

Fine. Maybe it was Bea's place to close the distance.

With a firm hand, Bea took Brie by the back of the neck and pulled their lips together. They each let out the deepest moan, a long simmering desire finally satisfied.

Apples. Brie tasted like apples, and it was so her. Her mouth was sweet and her lips were soft, and Brie's hands laced through Bea's curly hair and pulled them together harder. Bea's gently probing tongue met no resistance, and she moaned into her big sister's mouth as their tongues clashed, danced, and rubbed together. Bea's heart was pounding in her chest; what must Brie's feel like?

Bea had to know. She slowly placed a hand on Brie's belly as they kissed; Brie's eyes rolled in pleasure at the contact, and Bea was amazed by the softness of her skin. Bea slid her hand up slowly, and Brie's breath caught, escalated, baffled and horny but not breaking the kiss to stop that hand. Bea felt bad for the teasing, but she slid her hand between the woman's breasts, on top of the sports bra.

She could feel those majestic mounds on the sides of her hand, but that was just a side benefit. Hand over Brie's heart, tongues still wrestling together, Bea could feel Brie's heart hammering away in her chest.

"So beautiful," Bea whimpered, breaking the kiss and leaning her head against her sister's. "It's not fair."

"Bea. Don't even. I'm fucking melting over you, you don't get to act like you're not the sexiest thing for miles around."

"I need to see you." Bea wasn't sure if she would just cum, unstimulated, like Brie had twice already. But she needed to see that body, hear the choir of angels sing.

"Then you gotta unwrap me, baby sister."

Hands shaking, Bea seized the bottom of her sports bra. "You're gonna break my brain," Bea muttered, but pulled that top up and off. Or, Brie got the top off, Bea had frozen the second her perfect breasts spilled free. Like sexy teardrops, they hung from Brie's chest, huge and full. More than handfuls, probably double handfuls for Bea. The nipples were a gorgeous rosy pink, thick and hard under Bea's lecherous gaze. They formed a perfect canyon of cleavage even while Brie took the top off, shaking and jiggling in the process. "Ohh my Goooddd," Bea moaned.

"Bea! That's sinful!" Brie scolded automatically, then paused. "Oh, yeah. All of this is sinfullll," she moaned, the act of being so naughty apparently turning her on.

"Can you tell me where in the bible it says half sisters shouldn't fuck?"

"It, uh, doesn't. Specifically."

"Then I'm calling it not sinful." Bea said with a grin, diving down to kiss her sister's cleavage. She filled her hands with those tits, thumbs rubbing gently over her nipples in the ways that Bea preferred on her own breasts. Brie's immediate moans let her know she was doing a good job. Bea kissed her way across her huge tits, and finally latched her mouth on Brie's nipple.

"Oh FUCK!" Brie yelped. "Never. Done that. Before."

"Ohh I'm gonna get so many firsts," Bea moaned, not taking her tongue from the titties. "But Benji's gonna take your cherries. Alllll of them."

"Gahh!"

A few minutes of nipple play later, Brie was foaming at the mouth. "Your turn, little sister." Brie practically tore Bea's green bra off, and descended on her breasts like a madwoman. "So. Fucking. Sexy!" Bea felt a flush of pride; there was no way Brie was faking her love for her little tits. Her mind was fraying at the edges as Brie licked and sucked her nipples, pinching a little harder than Bea was used to, and she wondered if Brie liked that kind of treatment. Bea was loving it, though. Ben was so gentle with her breasts most of the time. Brie knew she wasn't going to break her little sister.

"Brie. Stooopp, Brie. I'm gonna cum. I was already too worked up."

"Cum on my face, then. You promised." That beautiful blonde face looking down at her with so much desire was impossible to resist. Bea moved to the mat and lay on her back.

Brie followed, and went to remove her workout shorts. "Nuh uh," Bea answered, feeling naughty. She spread her legs and pulled Brie's face towards her crotch. "Feel around. You'll figure it out."

With a horny frown (Bea wasn't sure how that was conveyed, but Brie certainly conveyed it), Brie slowly ran her hands across Bea's thighs, heading down towards her pussy. "Is that a hole there?" Seeing the carefully split and then reinforced seam, Brie ran her hand down it, which put her fingers directly over Bea's pussy, with only the flap that hid the seam as separation. "Oh holy fuck that's naughty." She pushed the flap carefully to the side, exposing Bea's pussy. "Hgghhh!" Brie gurgled.

"Brie. Eat my pussy, please!" Bea begged.

Not needing to be told twice, the gorgeous blonde leaned in and gave Bea an experimental lick, and moaned immediately. "Ohh you're delicious." Bea laced her fingers into Brie's soft blonde hair, and Brie began to slowly lick, top to bottom, pussy hole to clit. Brie licked circles around her clit, apparently familiar enough with the little nub to know you don't just murder the thing with stimulation.

Bea wanted to know her masturbatory practices while at the convent. She DEFINITELY knew her way around that thing, and nuns were supposed to be celibate. But it wasn't time for those questions.

It was time to cum on her sister's face.

"Oh FUCK BRIEEEE!" Bea screamed, clamping her thighs down on the blonde head between her legs, not letting her go anywhere as she immediately squirted on her. She'd been worked up since coming downstairs the previous night, and had struggled not to masturbate in bed with her naked sister the night before. She stood no chance under that oral assault, surprisingly skillful as it was.

So as Brie licked and sucked on her clit, she got her first taste of girlcum as it gushed in a thick stream onto her face. Moaning in a distinctly non-pious manner, Brie moved down to swallow that stream, and her moans grew louder. Bea, meanwhile, was hollering at the top of her lungs as a vicious orgasm rocked her little body. "GAHH HOLY FUCK YOU RELIGIOUS BITCH! SO FUCKING GOOD!"

That one came out a little nastier than Bea meant to, but sometimes words just fall out, y'know?

Okay, now Brie was just fucking with her. Bea howled as the nun slowly pushed a finger into Bea's pussy, thrusting it up against the top of her tunnel in just the right way to make her cum harder, somehow. She clamped down on that finger, and the second one that was added right after, pinching her own nipples as her hips rocked.

Finally, her body gave out, and she slumped into the mat, groaning quietly. "That was, like, a top five orgasm right there."

"Oh, you have them catalogued?" Brie asked with a teasing smile, which fell away immediately. "Oh, you probably have them catalogued."

"Mhmm. Gotta do some shuffling."

"What's the #1?" Brie asked, giving Bea's pussy a little kiss and moving up to be eye-to-eye with her little sister.

"My top orgasms were all Ben, until just now. The #1 was on our first date. I jerked him off in the car, and it made such a mess we didn't get to go on the date at all. So he drove back home, pinned my whole body flat to the bed, and pounded my ass. He just kept going, and I couldn't stop cumming. I blacked out, came to, and he was still going. I screamed like a banshee when he finally came."

"Jesus," Brie breathed.

"Naughty, naughty," Brie teased her half-naked half-sister. "Lord's name in vain, or whatever."

"Yeah, yeah." Brie leaned in for a kiss, and Bea was all too happy to oblige. Bea wanted to make Brie cum, but the blonde girl seemed to need intimacy right now. That was totally fine, cuddles were, like, the best thing ever. Bea shucked her drenched workout pants and cuddled on up.

So they cuddled there on the mat, sneaking little kisses, for ten minutes or so until Bea's hands started to wander. "You like me touching your belly, huh?"

"Uh huh..." Brie whimpered. "Dunno what that's about, but it's so nice."

"Feels like a lead in to other things, maybe." Bea teased at the waistband of her workout pants, still marveling at those marvel-worthy mommy milkers. She grabbed a handful, in awe of their firmness, and the fact that she was allowed to just do that. "You're just perfect, Brie."

"Hmm, thank you Bea," she hummed. "You know I think you're perfect, too."

"Ben says that, too. I just don't get it. Not fishing for compliments, here," Bea interrupted quickly. "I get that my mind plays a factor. It just feels weird sometimes that you two put me on your level. Perfect specimens of physical beauty. And... just me."

"Well I don't think of myself that way, and I don't think Ben does either. And your mind, your personality, they play a HUGE role. The way your eyes devour me, it's unlike any other person on the planet. It's like the eyes of a goddess are on me, and I dunno what I did to deserve that. Gives me chills."

Bea giggled, "Ben calls me Athena."

"Yes! That's exactly right."

"I call him Superman. And," Bea looked down at Brie's sculpted perfection, "I would call you Aphrodite. Goddess of love and fucking. Appropriate for the metaphor, because we're half siblings."

Brie laughed, a little tinkling sound. "I'll take it, I guess. Goober."

"Uh huh. Now..." Bea got up on her knees, giving her favorite blonde a big grin. Brie's breath was already speeding up, just from the look in Bea's eyes. "Lemme do some worshipping." Bea started on those breasts, because who wouldn't? But, conscious of the time, she only spent a handful of minutes sucking on those long nipples. They were so responsive! Bea thought she could make Brie cum with just nipple play, in the right setting, but workout mats in the garage wasn't that. Wine, a little dancing, some long eye contact, and she was sure she could make it happen. It sounded so fun.

So many things to explore! She had two sex gods hanging onto her, there was NO END to the sexual shenanigans they could get up to.

Bea kissed down her sister's belly, and Brie melted at the contact. She maybe just liked her belly touched. Interesting. Moving on, Brie hooked her fingers into the waistband of Brie's pants, giving her an excited smile. She was soooo looking forward to eating pussy. Her sister's pussy. Brie obligingly lifted her hips, and Bea began to peel them down. Brie's hairy pussy was visible in moments, and Bea took her time removing her spandex leggings altogether.

Brie looked down at her own pussy, briefly mortified, "I have never shaved..."

Bea shrugged, "That's fine. Pussies are often hairy. I want yours, in whatever form. I can help you shave if you want to do that, it's a little intimidating the first time."

Brie nodded, "I love the way yours looks."

"Well I love yours a lot," Bea replied, leaning down and planting a kiss on that blonde mound. Brie opened her legs, and her pussy lips peeked through, drooling pink and wet. Bea followed the mound kiss with another one, a little closer to her center, and then another, inching closer, making Brie pant with need. She skipped the final kiss, which would've been right on her clit, opting for a long lick instead.

Just like Brie had, Bea moaned at the first taste. Sweet, and tangy. Like if an apple was a slut. Bea slowly ramped up the licks, like Ben did to her, which usually whited out her mind in minutes, and Brie responded appropriately. "Fuck, Bea! Hahhh!" Bea giggled, giddy at the feeling of having this goddess under her control, driving a tongue into her pussy. "Hgghhh!" Brie gurgled. "The first thing I've EVER had inside of me is my little sister's tongue?! The fuuuuckkk?"

"Really? The first?" Lick. Lick. Liiiiickk.

"Uh huh. I've played with my clit. I used to read porn stories and stuff, so I know how fingering works, but I've never put anything up there."

"Mmmhhh so hot," Bea whined, and tongue-fucked her big sister, a thumb coming up to rub her clit in circles. "Do you masturbate at the convent?"

"Hahhh, sometimes! I can't help it! Sometimes there are eyes on me, and I didn't know why, but it made me horny! I tried not to, it's what I prayed about all the time."

"And now," liiickk, "You know how," lick, "Slutty you look in that habit," suuuckk, "How do you feel?"

"So. Fucking. HORNY!" Brie exclaimed. "Lord above, I can't help it! It makes me wanna die when people look at me like that!"

"Then let me and Ben be the eyes that devour you," Bea said passionately, looking up into her eyes with a thumb lightly circling on her clit. Bea gave her an evil grin, and STARED.

For once in her life, probably the first time ever, she let the full intensity of her NEED for knowledge show in her eyes. Even Ben hadn't seen this. She NEEDED to see her big sister cum, absolutely right now, but really only provided her eyes as a source for that orgasm. She could feel it in her eyes as she burned like a thousand stars up at her sister.

Brie paled and flushed at the same time, "Holy fuck. Holy fuck. HOLY FUCK. Sexiest thing ALIVE HOLY FUCK!" Under just Bea's eyes and the one gently circling thumb, Brie came harder than the two previous orgasms combined, screaming at the top of her lungs and absolutely drenching Bea in girlcum. Her breasts heaved, and every breath was ripped out of her lungs, birthing that scream anew with each breath. Bea caught some of the girlcum on her tongue, just a taste, but this wasn't about oral sex. This was ocular sex, and it set her sister off like nothing before. Brie kept eye contact the whole time, like she couldn't look away from Bea's eyes as they burned at her in the sanitary light of the garage.

Brie's orgasm continued after the screams ran out, her aquamarine eyes submitting to Bea's deep blue, loving the intensity as her hips rocked, fully without clitoral stimulation now. Finally, she lay back on the mat, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"You did not just do that to me," Brie said calmly, a full minute later.

"I did, though."

"I feel like you just fucked my soul."

"S'what I was trying to do."

"Hnnngh."

"So, you liked it?"

"Mhmm."

"You ready for a new thing?"

Brie's head snapped up to look at Bea... and the behemoth taking up the doorframe behind her. "Fuck. Hi, Ben."

"Hey, Brie," Ben said calmly, though Bea couldn't see if his eyes were roaming, as he was standing behind her. "Didn't take you very long, Bea."

Brie looked down at Bea in confusion. "Oh, we've been fantasizing about you all week," Bea said with a grin.

"Did you seduce me, little sister?" Brie frowned, though she couldn't seem to muster much anger.

Bea shook her head, "That was the plan, but this wasn't that. That was gonna take a while. But then your kink came out, and the rest happened kinda organically."

"Ben, how do you handle her?" Brie asked. "She made me cum with her eyes."

Ben laughed, like rocks falling from the sky, a sound of relief, like someone understanding his plight. He wiped tears from his eyes, something Bea had NEVER seen before. "Mostly I make her stop doing what she's doing before it can break me. If you can distract her with orgasms, it helps."

"You two are so dramatic!" Bea complained. "You know you love it! You act as if I'm the sexy one here."

Ben put a hand on her shoulder, "You are, Bea. Even if there are three of us, you'll be the star of the show. My little sister deserves to have the two of us worship her."

Bea shrank under their smiles, embarrassed. "Tch. Charmer. You don't need to compliment me, I'll fuck you regardless." He rolled his eyes. "Oh, Ben, I added Brie to our pantheon. She's Aphrodite. Duh."

"Mmm," he replied. "I can see it." Bea had moved so she could see the two of them, and Ben's eyes kept switching back and forth between their breasts, like he couldn't pick a pair. Bullshit. He was coddling her. Look at those fucking udders! Brie was reclined on her elbows, and his eyes occasionally went to her pussy. That was fair. She was still recovering from her orgasm, and his eyes on her naked body were accepted with warmth but not arousal.

"You two are nerds," Brie said with a smile, though her eyes kept drifting to Ben's cock.

"Ben, how you feeling?" Bea asked.

"Horny."

"Good! We've both cum pretty recently, so we can kick off the threesome with some blowies!"

"In bed," Ben rumbled. He leaned down to help Brie to her feet, and she yelped when it turned into a fireman's carry, the bouncy blonde slung across his shoulders. Bea was already melting at the sight, but he picked her up in a princess carry, careful not to smash the two of them together, and somehow navigated them through the doorway into the house. That was so fucking hot.

Bea and Brie were kissing, hanging on to the impossibly strong machine that was their brother. Like the Terminator got horny and needed to do some incest. Ben gently set Bea on the bed, forcing the kiss to break, and transferred Brie to the bed right after, on her belly.

There was the angelic choir, singing in the back of Bea's mind, and the light she'd imagined might have been from between those cheeks. Holy fuck. That booty was RIDICULOUS. Perfect hemispheres, bubbly, jiggly, bouncy, that ass hung open just a little on its own, her butthole just hiding in the darkness. A perfect thigh gap revealed her pink pussy. Bea and Ben both made identical choking sounds and moved to crouch over her legs. Looking at her ass as closely as they could. Brie looked back at them in concern. "Something up?"

"Your assssss is amaaazing."

"Uh. Thanks?"

"Ben. Can I have your cock so I can fuck her butt? I've never felt penis envy, but it's SO not fair that your dick gets to go in there."

Brie's eyes widened, "Wait. What? I thought that was horny-speak! He's not fucking my butt!"

"Not without consent, Bea." Ben replied.

"Oh I'll get your goddamn consent," Bea said.

"Bea, I ughhhhhhh!" Brie's complaint cut off as Bea's tongue forced its way into her ass.

"Ben. Clothes." It was all Bea could spare, frantically tongue fucking that butt. She'd barely been able to spare a moment to look at her clenching little butthole. It made her just as horny as Ben's did.

"You okay with this?" Ben asked Brie, plucking at his shirt. She nodded, ogling his chest. He took his shirt off, and her moans grew louder. There was something so hot about making a girl moan from analingus. Like they shouldn't be enjoying it but they are. Bea seized her hips and pulled her head in tighter. A sudden, deeper moan sounded from her big sister, and Bea peeked her head up. Ben had taken his shorts off, his ridiculous brother cock sticking up several miles.

"That fits in people?" Brie asked nervously.

Bea nodded, "It does. It's a tight fit at first. Don't feel pressured to do it, I'm just horny at the idea. He can take it out on me if that's better."

"How many times can he go?"

"Five on a good day. Six on a great day." This information was well documented. Bea loved playing with his soft cock, it was fascinating because she had to do some serious work to get him to that state. Her favorite was getting him into her throat, soft, and feeling him grow in there. It felt like he could hit her stomach.

Her frantic need for butt satisfied, Bea crawled up to lay beside her sister. "C'mere, Ben," she gestured, wanting to kick off the blowjob, but he seemed reluctant to move, eyes fixed on their butts, side by side. "Oh. Yeah, that's probably not fair."

"Huh?" Brie asked.

"Umm. Your ass made me horny, but I'm not the booty fiend. Ben eats my ass constantly, and now he has two side by side. Blowjobs just aren't enough to fight that. Even double blowjobs."

Ben knelt behind them, blinking rapidly. Brie yelped when his fingers brushed her thighs, his first real sexual contact with her, but then hummed as the contact continued, slowly drifting higher. Bea grinned at him, letting him know it was okay. Boys were weird, he seemed to be of the opinion that Bea was allowed to touch Brie, but Ben was not. That was up to Brie, though, and she bit her lip and nodded at him as he got close.

Finally, he reached her big butt, and Bea watched, fascinated, as her brother/boyfriend spread their half-sister's ass open. He groaned and dove in, his long tongue following where Bea's had just been. That lasted all of twenty seconds before her pervy meatwall switched, and Bea yelped when his tongue pierced her ass. "Unghhh, I thought you were gonna focus on her."

"Two butts," he replied into her asshole. Both girls giggled as they watched him hornily switch back and forth. "Spread," he commanded, and they both did, pulling their cheeks apart.

"Oh, you perv!" Bea shrieked as he dove back in with an added thumb on each clit. Over and over he switched, keeping careful control over their impending orgasms, keeping them on the same level. Bea kissed her sister, staring into Brie's eyes, both of them teetering on the edge of cumming. Infinitely dexterous, apparently, he slid a finger into each pussy, thrusting hard, and that triggered a double orgasm. The girls moaned into each other's mouths as their orgasms rocked through them. He never stopped his ass-eating, over and over like a machine, widening their little holes for him to use. Not that he would use them right now, they were too busy cumming and Brie had said no. This was just for his enjoyment, mostly.

"Wow. That was naughty," Brie whispered when they came down as one.

"Yeah. He's a dirty boy." Bea looked down to Ben, who was grinning up at them victoriously. "Ben. I wanna suck your dick. I think Brie could use some lessons, too. Y'know, before you take her virginity." Bea glanced over at Brie, looking for signs of disagreement.

"I'm alright with that. Can't think of a man I would rather give it to, and I'll explode if I don't find out what it's like. I'm not on the pill, though."

Ben reached into a bedside table and pulled out some condoms, mostly untouched with Bea. They had used one, because Bea was curious, but it wasn't nearly as good. "Aww, that sucks," Bea complained. "We're getting you to a pharmacy TODAY. He could just... pull out in the meantime?"

Brie frowned, "Beatrice, I can wait a few days. Damn. Plus, precum exists... It's that big a deal?" Bea just nodded. "Fuck. We'll try it both ways and I'll make my decision myself."

"That's for later anyway. Benji, c'mere." Ben grinned and crawled directly up Bea's body, dragging his cock along her legs. His cock caught on her pussy, presumably completely by accident, and he didn't stop. "Haaaahhhh!" Bea yelped as he filled her in one go.

"Oh Lord. Is he..." Brie asked, one hand over her mouth in shock.

"Nnnhhh, yeah. All the way in. Hope you like cleaning it."

Slap slap slap. He fucked her, long and smooth, for just a few strokes, enough for her to moan into the blanket and push back at him. Then he was gone, climbing further up her body while she just rocked her hips, her suddenly empty pussy demanding more. "Jerkface," she whimpered as his cock slid up, along her spine.

She lay her head on the mattress and let his cock, then his balls, slide across her cheek. It was degrading, and she looooved it.

He turned around and smiled at his sisters. Brie got her first close-up look at his thick, long cock as Ben wordlessly offered it to her. Brie moved to her knees and took his cock tentatively in her hand. Bea just watched with an encouraging smile.

Brie marveled at the size and thickness of her little brother's cock. "This thing is absurd," she whispered. Her fingers couldn't wrap fully around it, and a little over half his cock stood out with one hand on it. "And I just... lick it?"

Bea giggled, "Give it a try. Treat it like a lollipop. Get to the creamy center, or whatever." Such a cliche, but still true.

Bea and Ben both watched in fascination as their virginal big sister gave his cock a long lick, starting from the base and going all the way up to the tip. She moaned as she picked up some precum. "That's really yummy," she said quietly. Ben groaned when she repeated the lick, more firmly this time.

"Is the yummy from his precum, or from my pussy?" Bea asked.

"Both. I can definitely taste you, but they're kinda mixing. S'really good." Brie finished licking, and looked up at Ben with a smile, opening her mouth. A glob of precum dropped directly on her tongue, and she moaned again. Finally, she started feeding his cock into her mouth, and Ben's eyes rolled immediately.

She kept going until he reached the back of her throat, and gagged right away. She gently pulled back and did it again, with a little bit less of a response this time. She didn't push him into her throat, she wasn't crazy, but Brie just loved on his dick with sexy little moans, and Ben responded with groans of his own.

"You're doing really well, sis," Bea whispered. It was so quiet, only the sounds of Brie's mouth on Ben's cock, and Bea felt it was wrong to disturb that.

Brie pulled away, letting his cock rest on her tongue for a moment, before asking, "Can you help? I wanna see what you can do."

"Uh huh," Bea replied, rising to her knees as well. She moved Brie's head so she was kissing the side of Ben's cock, and Bea kissed that same spot from the other side, and Ben hissed immediately. Bea gave her sister a nasty, moaning tongue kiss, with his cock inserted between, and he put his hands on their heads to push them closer together, putting more pressure on his cock. They separated, each going a different way on that dick, with Bea heading for the tip, and Brie licking the base, near the balls. Seemingly out of curiosity, she licked his hanging nutsack, and Ben's response was encouraging, so she kept going.

Before Bea could start to suck him, he lowered himself onto his ass, laying back on a pile of pillows. The girls crawled between his legs, and Brie resumed the ball licking. "Brie. Watch," Ben urged.

With a little grin at the both of them, Bea opened wide. She'd put in a LOT of work over the last few weeks to figure out how to give the best blowjob, and she was very good at it. With a single 'glurk!' sound, she took him smoothly, slowly down her throat. With his balls on her chin, Bea fluttered her eyelids at Brie.

"Holy... How are you doing that?"

Bea removed her beloved brother from her throat, "Practice, patience, and lust," she replied. "I love it when his eyes do, uh, this," she took him again, much faster, and Ben's eyes opened wide and rolled back almost violently.

"Fuck, that's so hot!" Brie whimpered, squelching noises sounding from between her thighs as she idly played with her pussy.

The girls switched back and forth, one sucking Ben's cock eagerly, while the other worked his balls or fed him their tits. Ben looked like he was in heaven, feasting on huge, bouncy breasts, and small, jiggly ones while his cock was constantly being serviced.

"He's gonna cum soon," Bea whispered, watching his balls tighten. She stroked his cock slowly, not working him any closer. "Do you wanna swallow it? Have him cum on your big ol' titties so I can eat it? Directly on your butthole? Maybe on your belly? I think you'll LOVE that."

"I'd like to share..." Brie said with a naughty smile. Bea was in love. Hmm, not quite, but that might happen soon. Brie made her heart pound something fierce.

"So let's make him cum, but keep as much of it in your mouth as you can." Brie nodded firmly, eagerly sucking Ben's cock into her mouth again. She'd been trying to get some into her throat since watching Bea, and she was at maybe half his cock in her mouth now. Not bad at all. Bea sucked and licked the parts of his cock that were still exposed, and it wasn't long at all before the first blast of brother-cum was rocketing up that meat-tube and into Brie's mouth. "Fill that mouth up, Benji!" Bea whined. "So fucking hot, baby!" Dutifully, she went back to working the base of his cock through his orgasm, and Brie did the same with the top, somehow knowing to slow down and avoid the head while he came.

Ben was grunting like a bull, unconsciously thrusting up into Brie's mouth, and Bea hoped she didn't gag. They'd lose all the cum! But she held on, the sexy blonde nun milking that cock like a pro. She had to swallow a little, but that was fine, there would be plenty for the swap. He came like a firehose most times.

Finally, his finely crafted muscles relaxed, and he looked down on his sisters with eyes full of love. Bea loved these little times, right after, when he seemed to be best able to express himself. She leaned over and kissed him, trying to convey just how much she loved him, was having fun doing this with him. He was hers, she was his, and Brie could join them whenever.

He looked up at her with so much devotion that it took her breath away. Like worship. She had (accidentally!) given him the gift of their absurdly stacked big sister, and he was so grateful. Covered in goosebumps, she moved to give him yet another gift.

Brie had moved off his cock (still hard, the ridiculous thing) and was waiting for Bea, who locked lips with her both hungrily and carefully. They couldn't spill a drop! Well, that was unrealistic, and some of it was lost in their frantic tongue-duelling and cum swapping. But that could be licked off big, jiggly tits no problem. Finally, they separated, after some cleanup, Brie looked ready to sexually assault her little sister.

"Yum," Bea whispered, watching those eyes on her.

"Fucking delicious," Brie agreed once she swallowed her half. "Its... buttery? Kinda? A little salty." She took a deep breath, her mind clearing a bit. "I just swallowed my brother's cum. What the fuck."

"Just wait till you get to eat it out of my pussy," Bea replied.

Brie's eyes widened, "Hnnngh. Bea, you're a TERRIBLE person."

"I knoowww!" Bea agreed. They turned to look at Ben, who was an empty shell shaped like her favoritest guy. Hollow, but with a little grin on his face. "Benji. Many more holes to go."

"Four," Brie corrected.

"I thought you weren't going for the butt."

"If your tiny body can take it in your pussy that easily, I might give it a go."

"You mean when he was crawling over me? That wasn't that easy. I just didn't have much choice." Bea bit her lip, "I kinda like it when he just takes me, y'know?"

Brie nodded, "I can tell. I dunno if I'll like that. But he can go back and forth on our butts again, with his dick this time."

Ben immediately came back to life, "I'm good. M'up." Then he did something that made Bea cackle with laughter. He kissed Brie. She squeaked in surprise, and melted into his arms. Ben never minded the taste of his own cum, and he just kissed his big sister for a few minutes.

"Whoa. That's so different from Bea. She's all soft."

"And he's so hard!" Bea finished with a giggle, wrapping her hand around ze schlong. "Brie, are you ready for him?"

"Not yet. Little more horny would go a long way."

"Then let's try a silly thing. Lie down on your side." She had Brie lay down on her side, her butt facing towards Bea. Bea then lay down next to her, mirrored but much smaller. Their butts were pressed together, and Ben could reach both pussies if they were ready for him. "Ben, you can fuck me, or rub between the butts. Maybe get some lube from my pussy first."

He looked like he would choke up, and both his sisters laughed at the look of wonder on his face. How many guys get to have four butt cheeks to hump? Bea hummed happily as he slowly thrust his cock into her dripping pussy. He leaned down and kissed her as he did this, and he bottomed out after the one, smooth stroke. Ben thrust several times, firmly but not forcefully, into her pussy before pulling out. With an evil grin, he adjusted their hips a bit, but Bea couldn't tell what he was doing.

Oh! When he finally thrust forward, his girlcummy cock rubbed against Bea's asshole in a really nice way, forcing a moan from her lips. Brie did the same, suggesting Ben had somehow lined up the buttholes for rubbing.

She loved his evil mind, when she could get it. Usually, he just went along with Bea and her shenanigans, but sometimes he could be devious, and it was always fun.

Bea watched her muscle-man as he repeatedly rubbed on the buttholes, swapped to Bea's pussy, and then rubbed on the buttholes again. Bea was slowly being driven to orgasm, while Ben seemed content to do this forever, his recent orgasm providing backup to his stamina.

Brie was losing her mind, the naughtiness of the wicked double-hotdogging, and having her butthole stimulated by cock, were making her moan like a slut, louder than either of her siblings. When Ben's cock lodged momentarily against her asshole, bouncing off it in his eagerness, she moaned louder.

"Take her, Ben," Bea whispered. Brie nodded eagerly. Ben's dumb face looked so lost as he lined his steely cock up with her velvety pussy, and Bea couldn't fight a giggle.

"What?" Brie asked.

"His face," Bea replied. Brie looked up at her brother, whose face was frozen in joy, and couldn't fight a giggle either.

Ben chuckled, "You try being in my shoes. I got everything I could ever want with you, Bea. And somehow, you brought me more."

"Aww, what a sweetieeee," Brie moaned as the first inch of brother-cock split her pussy open, as she lay there on her side. An unconventional position for a first time, but with a butt like hers, it needed to be visible.

"Hymen?" Bea asked as the second inch drove in.

"Not that I feel," Ben replied.

"Good. Those things suck. I broke mine on accident, it was scary. Not everyone is born with one. Lucky twat."

Brie laughed, laying as relaxed as possible to keep taking that ridiculous dong. "I'm glad, though it feels weird for a nun to be missing her hymen."

"Aren't a bunch of those ladies ex-sluts?"

"Haahhh, fair point. Jeez, he's huge!" Ben had slowly worked half his cock into her pussy by now.

"Benji, you know you aren't to cum in there, right? Unprotected virgin pussy is a no-no."

"Mhmm," he grunted. Two thirds now. He was sawing that cock in and out, driving a little deeper each time. Brie was whimpering into a pillow, and Bea couldn't tell if it was happy or pained. Maybe both.

"How you feeling, sis?" Bea asked.

"Like I'm being split in half, but in a reaaally good way. Ben, can you give me a minute? Go, uh, fuck your other sister for a sec."

Ben grunted and thrust that big cock back into Bea. Sick of that position, Bea worked her leg over his chest as he pulled out, allowing him to lay on her in a more typical missionary position. Brie lay on her back in a similar fashion, watching as Bea passionately kissed her guy, taking his full length and writhing on it.

"God. You just take it so easily."

"Practice. Still not easy, it lights up my whole brain like a Christmas tree. Haaghh! Benji, you beast." His balls were slapping against her ass now.

"I wanna be able to take him like that."

"Go, Benji," Bea urged, but she whined when he left. She held her sister's hand as their brother lined back up with that gorgeous, furry pussy. Brie screeched like an alley cat in heat as he pushed back into her depths. Two thirds came and went in slow thrusts, and he was fully inside her in just a minute. Bea reached her other hand down and rubbed Brie's clit in slow circles.

Brie was arching her back, eyes rolling wildly, huge breasts jiggling delightfully with each gentle thrust. "Ben! Holy fuck! You're so big!" Bea's hand was squashed as Ben leaned down to kiss his older sister, but Bea kept working that little nub.

"Didn't you wanna try a condom, Brie?" Bea asked, immediately laughing at the look of frustration on Ben's face.

"Uh huh," Brie said, not noticing. Bea had the condom unwrapped in seconds, but rolling it over that thick shaft was never easy, especially with how wet he was from Brie's juices. Still, only thirty seconds or so later, he was back at her entrance, and she was much more ready for him, after that break. Still... Brie frowned as he slid in. "That's complete bullshit."

"I KNOW!" Bea laughed.

"Feels like... bleh. The fuck!"

Bea collapsed into a fit of giggles in the blonde girl's hair, kissing her face and lips repeatedly. "I love you, Brie. You're so much fun. I'm so glad you're home."

"Love you, too, Bea. And you, too, Ben." Brie smiled up at her. Ben rumbled happily and thrust a few times, but Brie just wasn't responding much to it, not with much pleasure at least. Bea casually reached down and slipped the condom off Ben's dick on the backstroke, throwing the offensive thing away. "HAAAHHH SOOO MUCH BETTER!" Brie hollered as he thrust back in, her eyes rolling happily.

"Those suck. Cum in fertile pussies is sooo hot, but not what we're going for right now. Ben, you holding up okay?" He nodded, and his hips began to slap into that big booty, the sound ringing out in an exact rhythm, like a metronome, his biceps bulging as he used her hips to pull himself down harder. This pace always made Bea cum in minutes, and Brie was apparently faster.

"OHH FUCK! I'm gonna CUM! BEEENNNN!" Brie cried. Ben's huge hands wrapped most of the way around her slender waist (they went almost all the way around for Bea), and he used that grip as leverage to drive deeply. Bea was cataloguing all this in her mind, watching for signs that he was about to cum, but he still had a bit of time left. This was a rare opportunity for her, she could watch the ways her brother moved and groaned as he fucked, without her orgasm getting in the way of analyzing it all. Bea wasn't even touching her pussy, though she was very much ready to go at a moment's notice.

Brie finally went off, back arching and breasts upthrust, the meat machine driving the fuckbot through a powerful orgasm. She didn't squirt, not this time, though her kink hadn't had any attention during this session. Hmm.

"Do you like it when I watch you get fucked by your brother?" Bea whispered, making eye contact.

"YES!" Brie screamed, her orgasm ratcheting up another few notches. Ben grunted, her pussy was probably squeezing the life out of him.

"I can see how much your pussy is milking his cock, begging for his cum. I bet you'd LOVE to be full of cum right now, wouldn't you baby girl? Do you want me to watch you get filled with cum?"

"HNNNGGHH!"

"He could fill you up with his nasty little brother-sperms. They could hunt down your eggs, while you're here on display for me to watch. Naughty Aphrodite, getting bred like a slut. You want it, don't you?"

"YESS I WANT IT! I WANT YOU TO WATCH ME TAKE IT ALL!"

Ben grunted, his moans rising in pitch. Bea shot him a look. 'Don't you dare,' it said, and the threat in her eyes helped him fight off his orgasm. Meanwhile, Brie just heard the grunt.

"OH FUCK! GIVE ME ALL THAT CUM!" She wailed, her legs clamping down on Ben, a growl coming from the back of her throat. She seemed to be cumming for days, and Ben had to hold out until she was done. Poor guy, but that's what happens when you fuck a nun and don't want to knock them up.

Bea's hand went back down to Brie's clit and strummed it hard. That did it, and the growl turned into a gurgle as she finally squirted on his cock.

She needed to hydrate. Damn.

Brie came down, though it took some time, and Ben's thrusting cock didn't help at all. But he was a machine, and couldn't be stopped without a new target.

"Brie. He didn't cum. Where do you want it?" Bea cupped his balls, feeling them slowly tighten.

Brie's eyes fluttered. She looked like a perfect slut, well fucked and disheveled, hair askew, lips swollen from kissing them and sucking cock. Instead of being a worshipper of some God, she looked worthy of worship, and Bea was in awe. Then she spoke.

"My ass. I need to be filled up. I need it. I need it," she repeated. Ben stopped thrusting, taking a shaky breath.

Without a word, Bea grabbed the lube on the bedside table. Half empty, she would need to order more. Ben pulled out of Brie's ass and Bea swallowed him down, cleaning her tasty juices off him. She replaced that with the lube, getting him coated nice and thick.

"Bea. What do I do?" Brie asked, a little out of it.

"On your knees, like you're praying, then relax."

Brie gave her a volcanic look, both angered and aroused by Bea's phrasing. Bea just grinned; getting people off balance is what she did. 'Twas fun. Brie had moved to her prayer position reflexively, and holy fuck.

"Brie, if I saw you praying like that, in that habit, I would just jerk off all over you, and I don't even have a dick. I see why a thousand men line up to watch you."

Her ass was presented pornographically, cheeks spread, seated on her heels, her breasts were squashed on her knees. She looked incredibly slutty, which clashed so firmly with the whole reason she was usually prostrated like this.

Brie whimpered at Bea's words. "Bea. How many men do you think have masturbated to me?"

Ben was lined up at her asshole, pressing gently, as Bea said, "Hundreds, easily, after six years. Hundreds of men have fantasized about doing what your little brother is about to do. Taking your ass. Filling it with cum." Brie let out a horny moan at those words. "Ben, take it easy on her, don't hold back the cum. Get in and cum, okay?"

He grunted his understanding, though his eyes were locked on Bea's. He looked torn.

"You okay, Benji?"

"I love you, Bea. You're too good to me."

Bea giggled at his choice of last words as he thrust into their sister's asshole. Brie didn't cry out in pain as her ass was skewered, filled with thick cock. It was just a deep moan, and the first two inches sank into her huge booty with ease.

"Oh fuck it's good. Oh fuck it's so good." Brie whined.

"You've been cumming all morning, Brie. That loosens you up really well, I've found. You could probably take it all pretty quickly."

"Then do it!"

"Gonna cum!" Ben said, breaking the fantasy. No full depth anal for now. Or...? Bea watched in fascination as he seized hold of her hips and mindlessly thrust into her ass, throwing his head back with a deep moan.

"OHHHHHHHH FUUUUUUCCKKK MEEEEEEEEE!" Brie screamed as his cum fired into her rectum, the naughtiness and the warmth of his cum in her ass triggering an instant orgasm.

Ben was still thrusting, his massive orgasm sending his mind far away. Brie was cumming constantly, just taking everything he could give her, and he... gave her everything.

Holy fuck.

In the midst of a powerful orgasm, using his own cum as secondary lube, he planted his entire 9-inch cock in that gorgeous ass. He was grunting, growling, his eyes rolling, and his cum was pouring out of her tight little hole. His balls slapped her clit repeatedly as the last few shots fired into his big sister.

Bea catalogued it all, her eyes wide, in awe of the sex between these two, the sexiest people she'd ever seen. They could film these two and make millions. Though, that would make Brie cum so hard she would probably die.

Bea was so horny. So fucking horny as Ben collapsed on his arms above his big sister, a few more random thrusts, just because he could. She whimpered and took it. Bea couldn't think straight.

She could admit to being a little worried. Could Ben go back to her, after that? Yet that worry was washed away when his eyes opened, and the first person he looked to was her. Eyes full of love, he pulled her in for a kiss, and it rocked Bea to her soul. Only then did he lean down to kiss Brie, a little awkward from behind.

Bea looked down at his cock, buried completely in her ass, knowing she couldn't stop herself. As he started to pull out, she watched. As his cock left Brie's ass, Bea sucked it down, and the horniness hit her mind like nitro. Then, she turned and shoved her tongue back in Brie's ass, much looser this time, and cleaned every drop of cum she could get. Just like she'd wanted.

"Fuck," said Ben, a rare exclamation from him.

"God, you're so nasty. I love it," Brie whimpered, watching her little sister as best she could. But Bea was incoherent with horniness, just shoving her face in there and moaning.

"Ben? She okay?"

"Needs to cum. I teased her once. Just once. For a few hours. She came forever." With gentle hands, Ben lay Bea down on the mattress, face down. "Bea. Pick a hole. Need to go clean up if you say pussy." Ass to pussy is never okay.

No waiting. "My ass! Fuck my ass, Benji!"

He didn't wait. He applied more lube and lined right up. Bea started to cum as soon as he entered her ass, and the next few minutes were a blur. She came around to the sound of her brother's hips slapping into her ass, realizing her throat was raw from screaming. Brie was petting her hair, looking at her in awe.

Seeing the light come back to her eyes, Brie spoke, "You're so tiny but you take that big thing like it's no big deal."

"You did, ahh, too."

"Is that what I looked like?"

"Like a whooorrreee?" Bea moaned. "Yeahhhh I love iiiittt. He's probably good for a while still. Right, Benji?" Bea realized the bed between her legs was wet. How much did she squirt?

"Little longer, yeah."

"Brie, c'mere." Bea made Ben pull out and then flipped over to her back, raising her legs high. Bea made Brie lay on her, holding her legs back. Thankfully they were both flexible. This lined their pussies up, made all four holes available, really, though he would only have two.

Time to blow your mind forever, meat man.

"You got two stretched out, willing assholes to fuck, Benji. I want you to make us cum at the same time, like you did earlier. Make my sister squirt all over me. Make me do the same to her, while we make out."

"Fuck. You're so naughty!" Brie said with a glowing smile. They looked back at Ben, and he was stuck. Frozen completely.

"No way. You can't just... do that to me."

Bea laughed, "Uh huh. Get to the anal, guy."

Brie piled on, "I need your cock deep in my butt, Ben. Fuck your slutty nun sister in the butt."

The two girls kissed as Ben lined back up with Bea's ass. She was on the bottom, so he had to make sure he had good access. Adjustments followed, but soon enough Ben was deep in Bea's ass again, and she moaned into her sister's face. She whined when he left, and then Brie's face lit up, and Bea helped brace her against his thrust. "Oh fuck. He just went all the way in, one go."

"You okay?" Bea asked as Brie started to bounce, Ben's seismic thrusts shaking her whole body.

"Uhh huhhh," the blonde bombshell moaned as she was sodomized. She leaned up just a bit, and Bea attacked those big tasty titties, suddenly shrieking as Ben switched back to her butt. Brie, now freed up, returned the favor on Bea's small breasts, and their tongues soon wrestled together.

Ben switched back and forth over and over, and the girls were soon mindless puddles, sexy fuck holes for him to plow. He kept a careful balance, ramping them up together, though Bea brought the chaos by fingering Brie's ass whenever it was vacant. The smoldering look of sluttiness in Brie's eyes was so hot. It only got sluttier when Bea fed those fingers into Brie's mouth.

"I'm gonna eat his cum from your ass," Brie promised, bouncing hard as Ben fucked her, her moans suggesting she was on the verge. Bea was too. Ben definitely was, too.

"Your turn to clean his dick, too. I love to watch you be a slut."

"Not a slut. I'm, ahhh, a whore."

"That seems meannnnn," Bea whimpered as Ben drove back into her.

"It's, ungh, biblical. And I'm being... epically sinful right nowww." Ben was going back and forth now, a single thrust at a time, butt to butt.

Bea gently placed her hand on her sister's cheek, "You'reeee perfect. You're my perfect sister whore and I love you so much."

They kissed softly, and Ben started to cum, and it set off both Bea and Brie.

"AHHHHH!"

"Fuuuccckk Benjiiiiii!"

The girls both squirted on each other and Ben, their orgasms, which had been teetering, carefully held back, pushed over at the same time by Ben's first shot of cum... which landed on their pussies, pressed together but not close enough to grind against each other. That first shot of cum, stroked from his big cock, landed perfectly, half on Bea's pussy, and half on Brie's, and that warmth was enough to push them over.

Ben fired two more shots there, as the girls moaned and whined, then shoved his cock back inside Bea, giving her a full half of what was left, before swapping back to Brie and filling her ass too. The whole time, the girls made out, screaming into each other's mouths. Their individual orgasms weren't necessarily as powerful as what Ben had done to each of them separately, but with their eyes locked, hands held tightly together, orgasms synchronized... it was like their orgasms built off each other. Drove each other higher. Brie loved Bea watching her cum; Bea loved to cum in new ways, and this was FASCINATING. Symbiotic.

The buxom blonde collapsed first, laying on Bea's chest and whimpering. Bea followed right behind, slumping onto the bed, petting her sister's hair and just enjoying the closeness. Ben had fallen on his ass a full minute before, and was staring at the wall with hollow eyes.

"You get everything you wanted there, Benji?" Bea asked eventually.

"More. I didn't know I could want that." His cock was soft, and Bea wanted to cheer. They had beaten the behemoth.

They cleaned up. It was naughty, and Ben's cock only twitched.

***

"So, what's the plan, Sister Brie?" Bea asked, hours later, after they'd cleaned up and eaten several pounds of food. They hadn't bothered with clothes yet.

"Uhh," Brie blushed, "I wanna see if this convent is any better. Still horny, or actually trying to serve the Lord."

"But what about...?" Bea gestured to the three of them.

"Like you said, you're my pressure valve, cuz I'm still so fucking horny. I need you guys. I wanna explore all of this, and I love you both to death. It's too good to pass up, I would regret it forever if I stopped now. Other than that, I need to figure out if my faith is still a thing, and that takes time."

"But... sin."

Brie shrugged helplessly, "Really hard to care sometimes, honestly. Like I said, I don't even know for sure if I believe, but I'll keep both halves of me going until I know for sure which one wins."

Bea nodded, thinking through it all. "Both halves. You have extra nun habits, right?"

"I have two total. Why?"

Bea looked at her naked sister, eyeing her breasts hungrily. Those fucking things could kill a man. "Can I modify one to be EXTRA slutty? So it matches your slutty side?"

"W-what do you mean?" Brie asked with wide eyes.

"Tighter in the tits. Fitted to your body, on purpose. Make it hug your ass. And build in some hidden fuck holes."

*Thump*

Ben groaned in pain. They were seated at the table, and the thump had come from underneath.

Bea grinned, "Ben got so hard at the idea his cock nearly broke the table. So what do you say?"

Brie was panting, wide eyed. "Do it. But first... wanna join me under the table, baby sister?"

"Fuck yeah."

Brie still couldn't get him down her throat, but, between the two of them, they forced him to give a very non-stoic scream as he came in their mouths, carefully letting him fire off his brotherly cum without missing a drop. It was a fascinating new sound, and Bea wondered.

How many more cum sounds did her muscle man have?

Bea needed her slutty nun sister's help to figure it out, she knew that much.