The Black Sheep Ch. 04

This series chronicles 29-year-old Peter's spiteful return to his family. Taken from the home in his youth after a particularly rough beating from his father, Peter has long been estranged from his family. Once pillars of the community Peter's parents have now fallen on challenging times. His father was caught and imprisoned for embezzlement. His mother has given or gambled away much of what left after legal expenses. In addition, his two younger siblings have created problems of their own leaving them in debt and homeless. Peter, the black sheep of the family eventually comes to the rescue of all his family members. However, his assistance comes with a price.

Chapter 4.

Late for her dinner responsibilities, Mary hurried to the kitchen. She had just given her older brother a blowjob and the depravity of the experience had not yet sunk in. Not sure how her mother would respond if she knew the full extent of her encounter with Peter, Mary was flustered when she saw her mom.

"Sorry I'm late mom; I had a meeting with Peter."

"Really? How did that go?"

"I guess he is pleased with me. He is giving me back some of my personal belongings from my old apartment. Unfortunately, it doesn't include my old clothes, but he told me we could go shopping for some new outfits. I will also be allowed something else for nightwear to supplement my pajamas... for 'special' nights."

"Anything else?" Her mother probed.

"Yes... basically he seems happy with how I've been adjusting to our new family dynamic, that's all."

Barbara was a little concerned by her daughter's response. Mary had been partially truthful: Peter did call her in to commend her behavior of late. Barbara understood Peter's strategy- she was a recipient of it herself: Strip down privileges and build you back up with the behavior he thought best. But Barbara did not know what Peter intended for his sister in other areas. She thought it best to ask Peter for herself.

"Um, that's wonderful Mary... look I need to take care of a few things, do you think you can finish preparing dinner by yourself? I must see if Peter needs anything before he finishes business for the day."

"Of course, mother, take your time." Mary responded.

Barbara made her way to her son's office. Along the way, she thought back to those times she had to have this discussion with her husband. Sometimes even a dutiful wife was shrewd enough to influence a dominate husband's decisions, if only slightly. Peter was more astute than her former husband, though Barbara was also more self-assured than she was back then. Since she was not certain what Peter's plans were for his sister, she wanted to subtly find out.

"Hello Peter, do you have moment to speak with me before dinner?"

"Of course, mother, have a seat."

Barbara sat at one of the office chairs directly in front of her son's large oak desk. Peter ran both his business and his household from this rather large home office. Barbara even helped with some of the more mundane tasks for her son's business. It was not unusual for her stop in a few times a day- even without being sent for.

"What can I do for you Mother?"

"Well, it's about Mary."

Peter did not like drama. He also did not like his authority questioned. 'Hopefully' there is no animosity between Mother and sister.'' He thought. He hadn't planned on Mary giving him a blowjob, though he did ask her to during a moment of sexual tension. She was amazing at it too. His mother no doubt knew about it and seemed upset. Was it possibly jealously?

In a calm voice, Peter responded to his mother: "Okay... Is something wrong?"

"Well, don't get me wrong. I think she has come a long way since she returned home. Except for a few times being late for chores, overall, she has been doing well. I just worry about bringing her along too fast. I'm sure you have a handle on it, but I just thought I would offer an opinion."

"Do you have a specific suggestion?" Peter questioned aloud.

"Well, I am not sure what you promised her. She mentioned that I would be taking her to buy evening wear for example. So that I purchase the right clothing, what exactly did you have in mind?"

"I let her know that you would take her shopping for a couple additional dresses like the style you are wearing now- playful, sexy, but in a conservative way. She doesn't have many dressed that I approve of. Then maybe purchase some alternate evening wear for our more casual evenings: Like some of your things I have purchased for you."

"Yes Peter."

"Might as well get her hair done as well: Her shoulder length hair, parted in the middle is not the look we want. Something more like yours: Short, maybe 5 inches, wavy, uplifted- you get the idea."

"Is her role changing in any way I should know about; Is she also to be in a role similar to mine?"

"No of course not. You are the lady of the house. Mary, is still your daughter after all."

Barbara considered asking about Jonathan, but Peter preferred she remained focused on the topic at hand during these visits. So instead, she continued prodding for answers about Mary. She was keenly aware that pushing things too far could be interpreted as questioning her son's authority.

"This is embarrassing to ask, but I must ask. What about the sexual aspect of our relationship?"

"That will not change. Hopefully it continues to grow."

"What about Mary? I am just curious as to what you plan in that regard."

'Here we go.' Peter thought. Finally, we get to the heart of the matter.

"I have a lot of plans for our family. The extent of sexual activities, if any, I have not determined." Peter lied.

Barbara was relieved. "Well, you are wise to consider that carefully Peter. I was hoping we had more time to continue our own sexual exploration before or if we involve anyone else."

"Noted mother... now it must almost be time to eat."

The three of them sat down together for dinner as they did for all their meals. Peter required the ladies to be in dresses for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. He himself almost always was dressed in a suit. The formality of meals also gave the three an opportunity for a variety of family discussions. Mary had hoped her earlier evolvement with Peter, might lead to something special for the evening:

"So, what are our plans for tonight? Mary asked.

Barbara remained silent but looked toward her son Peter.

"Well unfortunately, Mother and I have some work to do in the old guest room downstairs here." He paused. "But you have your new electronic devices you can get acquainted with. Specifically, you might want to get acquainted with our home network."

Mary was disheartened. "Oh." She gave her mother an irritated look. "Okay then."

Peter saw the disappointment in his sister's face. "But mother will be taking you shopping for a new wardrobe soon- is that right mother?"

Barbara looked at her daughter with a feeling of victory. "Yes Peter." She replied.

Bored and disappointed, Mary turned on her computer. Her first instinct was to get online to view what was left of her social media pages; however, the "Home Network" icon on her computer desktop caught her eye. She clicked the icon and the home page popped up.

The last time she tried this very little came up. This time the menu was much more extensive. She clicked on 'Video Feeds' and the icons for each room in the house popped up.

The icon for 'Mary's Room' had a small green indicator light on, so she selected her room first. Three live camera feeds appeared on her screen. She was looking at herself from three different angles. The next task was learning to zoom in and out and to rotate camera angles. By clicking on 'history' on any given camera feed, she was able to see past events. 'I wonder how many times I am naked in these feeds.' She wondered.

Moving on, she selected several other rooms: Master Bedroom, Jonathan's Bedroom, and Peter's office. All three had red indicator lights, but it was worth a try anyway. Each time she received 'Access Denied'. 'Well, at least I confirmed what those lights mean.' She thought.

Mary spotted another green indicator light. 'Hmmm, Playroom, I wonder what room that is.'

She clicked 'Playroom': Four camera feeds popped up. From what she could tell this room appeared to be the old guest suite. She had not seen the room since it was remodeled and was surprised at what she was now seeing: A large two-way, floor to ceiling mirror had been installed between the guest room and the living room. It appeared the main feature was the bed in the center of the bedroom. Not a bed really, more like an oversized mattress on the floor. There was. A lighting truss system which gave the bedroom a stage look. She recognized a sex swing in one corner of the room and some boxes piled up in another corner. Clearly it was still a room in progress.

Clicking 'history', Mary found some activity from just twenty minutes ago. Peter and Mom entered the playroom. 'This must have been right after dinner.' Mary thought. She turned up the volume and watched to see what would unfold.

Peter led Mom over to the bed and bent her over face down on the bed. Then he lifted mom's skirt up high on her back. He pulled her underwear down exposing her ass. Peter had spanked their mom in front of Mary before, so her first thought was that Peter was going to be punishing her for some unknown infraction.

Mary wanted to turn off the camera, but she couldn't take her eyes off it. Peter walked out of camera view, so Mary zoomed over to see what her brother was going to do. He appeared to be collecting some items to bring over to the bed. She recognized the butt plug immediately. Mary laughed. "Nope, not a spanking."

Peter was giving some instruction to their mom while lubing her butt hole. Mary zoomed in close when Peter began to work the plug into his mom's ass. 'A little gross from this viewpoint.' Mary thought. When Peter was satisfied, he slid his mom's dress back down and stood her up. Shortly afterward they left the room.

Mary was in shock. She saved the video to her computer and went downstairs to find her mom. Peter apparently went back to his office, but Mary found her mother in the Kitchen.

'Mom let's have a cup of coffee before you go to work in the guest room. You can go ahead and sit down, I'll get everything."

Barbara was startled by her daughters' presence. "I don't mind standing."

"Is your back bothering you? You're standing kind of funny... go ahead and sit mom.

Barbara walked over to the table and pulled out a chair. She slowly bent down, not sure about sitting with the butt plug in.

"You're sure your back is okay mom?" Mary asked.

"Yes, fine" her mother replied as she rested her bottom on the chair. 'Oh, that was okay.' Barbara thought.' "See I'm fine." She said out loud.

Mary smiled. 'Yup, it's mom's first time.' She thought.

Mary brought over both cups of coffee and took her seat across from her mom. "This is nice mom." Raising her glass and smiling she continued. "What do they say mom?- Bottoms up?"

Barbara's face turned red. 'Does Mary know something, or am I being paranoid?' She thought. Barbara was aware of the extensive camera system in the house. She had perused the camera's herself a few times. She didn't have long to wonder.

Mary interrupted her mom's thoughts: "So, mom, how's the butt plug feel?"

"What? What are you talking about?" Barbara stammered.

"You have a butt plug up your ass." Mary said very matter-of-factly.

"Mary, I have no idea what you're talking about. I don't even know what a butt plug is."

Mary leaned in toward her mom and whispered: "It's that thing stuck up your ass."

Trying to buy time, Barbara took another sip of her coffee.

"Mom, it might be new to you, but your daughter has been there. You know us girls don't have to be adversaries. I could even give you advice. It can be a bit painful the first time."

"Mary, I have no idea what you are talking about."

"Okay no problem. I'm sure you'll be fine- we can talk about something else."

"What a minute. Let's just say if a woman was going to have anal sex, what your advice be for them?"

Happy her mom had warmed to the idea of taking her advice, Mary smiled. I am sure their partner will insure they are properly prepped. It is likely not Peter's... I mean 'the partner's' first rodeo. Anyway, if you already have a butt plug in, he may put a larger one in before the big event- but he will take care of that. The one thing I would tell you is not to be so passive. You must be the one to give feedback about speeding up, going deeper, or changing angle.

"Mary, how do you know all this?"

"Mom, I have had anal sex... not really my thing, but I have done it a few times."

"I can't believe we are having this conversation... but thank-you Mary."

"Sure mom. Have fun, I am going to go to my room tonight."

Mary reached over and gave her mom a kiss, just a bit more than a peck this time, and returned to her room.

Barbara sat for a few moments considering what her daughter might be up to. 'Did she just correctly guess about the butt plug, or had Peter given her access to the playroom camera's. If it was the latter, would Mary be watching her later this evening?' Barbara took a deep breath and tried to relax.

Back in her bedroom Mary found a few more personal items from her old apartment. 'Peter must have brought them up.' She thought. She opened the drawer of her nightstand and found her vibrators and other personal toys. He had even left a package of fresh batteries. 'He is almost inviting me to watch tonight' She thought.

Mary undressed slid under the covers and turned on the home network. She still had access to the same rooms, so she turned on the playroom. She patiently waited for tonight's activity, while exploring other features of the home network.

Twenty minutes later, the camera's indicated movement in the playroom. Mary sat up and watched intently as her brother came into view.

Peter was five foot-ten inches tall and 194 pounds. All he had on was his underwear. Mary got a good look at the muscular body of her older brother. He was busy preparing the lube and toys he would be using on their mom. 'Do I really want to see this?' She wondered. "Did he want me to see it? Afterall, he did give her access to the cameras in that room."

Several minutes later his mom walked in the playroom barefoot and wearing her red velvet robe.

"Hello mother, welcome to the playroom." Peter announced. "We will be the first ones to use it. Are you ready for some fun?"

"Yes Peter, I think so. I wish we didn't have that two-way mirror though." Barbara looked directly at one of the cameras. "Do you think Mary will stay upstairs?"

"I checked on her from my office just now. She is in bed playing on her new computer. I am sure she will not be coming downstairs."

From upstairs in her room, Mary flinched at the mention of her name. 'Peter knows I am watching.' She thought. 'Probably mom knows too.' Too mesmerized to stop she remained focused on her computer screen.

Meanwhile back in the playroom Peter directed his mother to remove her bathrobe. Barbara untied the ties, opened the robe and let it slide over her shoulders and down her back until it fell to the floor. Barbara stood naked in front of both her son who stood in front of her and her daughter who was watching from her bedroom. Mary zoomed in on her mom and immediately felt ashamed

Mary stared at the image of her mother's full frontal nude body. Her mom was just an inch shorter and a few pounds lighter than her. Mary already knew they both had the same breast size, but the resemblance to her own boobs was remarkable right down to her small areola and nipples. Her mom has less of a roll to her belly than she did, but Mary's eyes looked down to her mom's trimmed pubic hair. It was thick but trimmed closer than Mary did her with her own. It was also shaped with a wide landing strip above her pussy. Mary always assumed her mom was too conservative to shave at all.

Peter walked over and put his arms around his mom and kissed her deeply. Her brother reached down and cupped mom's ass cheeks.

'This is so bizarre.' Mary thought. As disgusting as it was, she remained fixated on the screen while reaching to her nightstand for her favorite vibrator. She kicked back the covers and spread her legs. With her free hand, Mary changed screens on her computer to get another angle. The side view caught them exchanging tongue. "Eww, too much" Mary decided before switching back to the original view. 'I need to get better and working these cameras with one hand' She thought.

Still standing, Mother and son were exploring each other's bodies with their hands while passionately kissing each other. Mary watched as her brother began kissing mom's neck, just below her ear. Her mother's moaning indicated that he found one of her erogenous zones. 'They are not just fucking.' Mary thought. 'Their making love.'

The two got down on the bed and began fervently touching, kissing and caressing each other. When her mom rolled on top of Peter, Mary got a brief glimpse of a red circular object between her mom's ass cheeks. Mary zoomed in to confirm that it was a firmly seated butt plug.

No longer looking at her computer screen, Mary was feverishly bringing herself toward orgasm with her vibrator. With no need to be quiet, she allowed herself to moan louder than the sound of her toy.

When she once again looked up, Peter had removed the butt plug and was using his fingers to lube mom's hole. She wanted to zoom in but had long since given up trying to operate the camera and her vibrator at the same time. Mary was moaning almost as loud as her mom when she reached her first orgasm.

By this time her brother was attempting to enter her mom's back door. 'There is no way.' Mary thought. 'Peter is way too big for mom's virgin butt hole.' "Come on mom, tell him to stop while you adjust the angle." Mary coached to a computer monitor.

Down in the playroom Mary's prediction was proving to be correct. Barbara was trying to adjust herself, but it was no use.

"I'm sorry Peter, please stop it's too painful!"

Peter pulled back and turned his mother over on her back. Taking off his condom he spread Barbara's legs wide. He backed is body away as if to give Mary a view of her mom's pussy. 'He knows I'm watching Mary thought.' Not sure she wanted to see her mom that close, she resisted the temptation to zoom in.

Mary glanced at her brother's fully erect penis. 'How did I manage to swallow that whole thing' She thought. Mary expected her brother to enter her mom right away, but instead he stuck his head between her legs and began to stimulate her with his tongue. "I guess the love of oral sex runs in the family." she said out loud. If submitting to your wishes gets you this bro, I'm all in." She declared out loud.

Mary stopped watching the monitor altogether and focused on her own stimulation. She took her time while recalling all that she had witnessed. When she was finished, Mary looked up at a blank screen. She quickly glanced at the open doorway. Relieved that no one was there, she wasted no time getting her nude body under the covers and putting the vibrator back in her nightstand drawer.

The next morning, Barbara and Mary were up early making breakfast.

"Mary, can you check Peter's office and see if he is almost done? My laptop is right there on the counter. Peter had an early morning meeting with Becky Parker. She is helping him with the cameras for the basement gym."

"You know about the video cams?"

"Of course I do. I have the same set-up as you do. I guess we really need to talk more. Every morning when the schedule comes up, I check to see what is open to me. Peter's office is open for us to view."

"You mean you can view his office cam... all the time?"

"Not all the time, but most of the time."

Barbara could read the sudden panic on her daughter's face. Barbara continued: "Like when my daughter gives her brother a blowjob in his office, for example."

Mary's face turned red. "Ah, you saw that?"

"Saw it, heard it, yes."

"I thought you were a little upset with me yesterday morning... oh God that is so embarrassing! How could you watch your me do that?"

"I have been asking myself that same question."

"You were upset, weren't you?"

"I admit I was upset at first. I even talked to Peter about it. But then I realized this was inevitable. I have no right to expect you to abstain from sex- nor to assume that I have Peter all to myself."

"If it matters, I haven't done anything else with Peter... just that one blowjob."

"But you want to."

"I think I do, mom. But I don't want you to feel weird about it... which if you think about it, that's a crazy thing to say. But there is a part of me that wants to."

"You looked like you enjoyed the blowjob." Barbara laughed. "I guess I could learn a thing of two from you."

"Oh, weird mom! This whole conversation is fucking weird... but thank-you. I feel a lot better knowing you're not mad at me."

"What did you do last night while Peter and I worked in the playroom."

"I just stayed in the room and played with the computer a bit."

"I hope you weren't too bored..."

"How about you? Did you get down everything you wanted to?"

"Oh, come on Mary, you watched us, didn't you?"

"I'm sorry... Yes, I watched... are you mad?"

Barbara turned around to look at her daughter. "No. A little embarrassed I suppose."

Mary walked closer to her mom. "Do you want to talk about this?"

"We almost have to I think." Barbara began. "As Mother and Daughter, we never really talked about sex much. It is not a subject I was comfortable talking about at all. It would have been good to have had that type of relationship with you, but it didn't happen. You are twenty-three years' old now, it's hard to believe. But now we are in this very bizarre situation, and we must not only be able to talk about sex but figure out how to deal with this unusual family dynamic."

Mary reached in and hugged her mom. It was her turn to share: "I'll start. I've seen people have sex before Mom. Not just porn, I mean been in the same room. So that is not new for me. I think it's kind of hot really. The fact that I was watching my mother have sex... and with my brother... that is disturbing. But... this is hard to say to my mom... I masturbated while I watched you guys."

Barbara took a minute to gather her thoughts: "That's a lot to unwrap. I'm still on the 'I've been in the same room while people were having sex part.' Guess that is what we paid for you to do in college?"

Mary chuckled. "Okay we need to get rid of the 'mom posture' if this is going to work."

"I'm sorry. You're right... um, what did I say now?"

"Mom, you really aren't good at this. I think the part of what I said that should have prompted a reaction is the part where I was turned on by watching my mom and brother have sex... What were you thinking when you watched me give Peter a blow job?"

"The first thing I thought was that my daughter knows what the hell she is doing... and how I don't. Last night is a good example: I couldn't accommodate Peter."

"I watched, remember... and it's not your fault, most women would have a difficult time with his size, especially the first time."

"You said you did it before, did it hurt?"

"Wish you would have asked that last night. I don't like anal, but with a smaller guy, it would have been easier. Anyway, you can get used to it."

Just then Peter walked into the room. "Seems like I am always interrupting you two just when you are in deep conversation."

Both Ladies greeted Peter with a kiss. Over breakfast Peter made an announcement:

"How was your meeting son?"

"Very good Becky has been a great help in setting up our network." Peter turned to Mary. "By the way Mary, Becky was very complimentary about your new look. She asked if you were going to your High School reunion next week."

"I didn't even think about it. Am I allowed such things?"

"I would be okay with it... with a few restrictions of course."

"Just curious as to what those might be."

"Becky would need to take you, and of course you would wear the same dress and hairstyle as you have now. Very limited make-up."

"I would be Becky's date. No, I don't think so Peter. Did she say something about it?"

"Becky mentioned the reunion. Initially she said she wasn't going because most of her friends have either moved away or wouldn't be there. But she would go if she could take you."

"I don't think so Peter."

"Anything else Peter? Barbara asked.

"Oh yes, I do have some news..." Peter looked as the ladies listened in anticipation. "As you know, in this house ladies wear conservative dresses during the day. I always wear a suit. In the evening, we are more relaxed and wear variations of evening wear. In the future I will post the proper dress on the household daily schedule. Just so that you are not surprised, I am making a change for those weekends where we do not have visitors or business. Those weekends will be nude family day."

Peter paused to see the lady's response. Both seemed surprised but neither offered an objection. Peter continued: The landscapers are winding down outside and will not be here on weekends: Tomorrow will start our first nude family weekend. Any questions?

Barbara remained silent as Mary spoke up: "I presume since you mentioned the landscapers, that this applies outside as well as inside?"

"Of course. We are very secluded out here." Peter explained.

Then turning to his mom: "Barbara, any questions?"

"No Sir."

Peter never really enforced the "Sir' honorific. However, he noticed that she used it in uncomfortable situations. It surprised him that his mother was uncomfortable now. If anyone would feel uncomfortable with it, he was sure it would be his sister.

That evening Mary shaved her pits and legs and private areas. She took special care in shaping her landing strip to match her mom's. It was crazy, but she thought maybe it would break the ice. She was particularly horny this night in anticipation of the weekend. Turning on her computer she searched the home network camera history for something to masturbate by. After some time, she found what she wanted: the video of her giving her brother a blowjob.

Down the hall, Peter and Barbara were getting ready for bed.

"You were quiet after I announced nude family weekend. Are you troubled by it?"

"I am okay with whatever you want Peter. It will be creepy to be naked in front of my daughter, even if she has already seen me naked."

"Did she watch us on the cam?"

"Yes."

"Will it be strange for you to see her naked?"

"Maybe... I guess. I know you are looking forward to seeing her naked all weekend."

Peter did not respond.

"I am surprised you haven't had sex with her yet. I mean beside the blowjob she gave you."

"How would you feel about that."

"I must admit when I first saw the live video of her giving you a blowjob, I felt uneasy.

"... and now?"

"It is probably not my place to say one way or the other, but now I am okay with it."

"Would you like to watch Mary and I have sex?"

"You mean on video, or live."

"I mean live, right in the same room."

"As long as you are offering a choice, I don't think I want to be there... at least not the first time. I think Mary would prefer you alone as well."

"Did she say she wanted to fuck me?"

Barbara did not really like that word, though both her son and daughter felt comfortable using it around her. Peter was normally strict about language but seemed to be okay with that word.

"Not in so many words." Barbara explained.

As he reached down to feel his mom's pussy he said: "Are you wet down here tonight?"

His inserted two fingers and brought them out for her to see. "You are... is there something special you would like to do tonight?"

Whatever you want son.

Barbara woke up early, rolled over and kissed her son good morning.

"Morning Mother, are you ready for the big day."

"I guess so Peter."

She was used to being naked with Peter as they stood side-by-side in the bathroom, brushing their teeth, washing up and preparing for their day. Today however was family nude day, which meant being naked outside of the bedroom-something new for Barbara.

She walked hand in hand with her son downstairs. They were naked, but she felt some comfort in the strength of his hand in hers. Her daughter appeared to still be sleeping. At the bottom of the stairs Peter gave his mother a kiss.

"It will be fine Barbara. You are beautiful woman. Now I am going to work in the office, I'll join you in the kitchen soon."

'Such a strange feeling being naked in the kitchen preparing breakfast.' She thought. As she began preparing the meal she heard someone walking toward the kitchen. Expecting it was Peter, she turned around to greet him.

"Oh Mary, I thought it was Peter."

Her twenty-three-year-old daughter stood in the kitchen doorway, completely naked.

"Hello mother," She replied meekly. I guess this is awkward."

Barbara's hands were busy on the stove, but she turned her head and reached out to give her daughter a kiss. 'Women have such soft lips.' she thought.

"It will be awkward I suppose Mary. Although you have already seen my naked body before. Are you okay?"

Mary stood back and watched her naked mom working at the stove. "I guess I can get used to it. But being naked in front of you for the first time... in quite some time... is kind of strange. It's sort of refreshing walking around naked; I am a little anxious of my brother seeing me though."

Barbara reached out to hug her daughter. When their nude bodies touched, mom and daughter felt a moment of awkwardness. But hugging was instinctive, and Mary seemed to appreciate the reassurance. "It will be okay Mary, I promise. Now let's get busy preparing breakfast- it will take your mind off things."

Mary noticed that her mom seemed to be much more at ease than she was. Barbara was going about her work in the kitchen just like any other day. But Mary couldn't help but peek at the body parts of her mother that she had never seen. The two women were very similar in appearance, except her mother had twenty-four more years on her. It was so strange to be so close to her mom's exposed boobs, butt and pussy. Mary couldn't even remember the last time she saw her mom's belly. It was all very strange. Mary wondered if her mom was even curious about her daughter's naked body. If she was, she didn't show it. Maybe she was just trying to avoid looking directly at it.

The two were working side by side when Peter entered the kitchen. Mary instinctively covered her boobs and pussy as best she could. This made her feel even sillier, but she was caught unprepared to expose herself self to her older brother for the very first time. She looked up briefly at her brother. She always thought him a handsome man, but she could not help staring at his manhood.

She had sucked that cock once, so of course she had experienced it up close. Somehow it still felt strange to see it just dangling there as he stood just a few feet away.

"It's okay Mary, though I think it will be difficult to work or eat if you're using your hands to cover your modesty." Peter joked.

"I'm sorry, I guess that was silly." She slowly lowered her hands. "You just caught me unprepared, that's all."

"Can I have a kiss good morning?" Peter asked.

Mary had become comfortable kissing her brother on the lips. At first it was just a quick peck. Lately it had come a longer deeper kiss. Brother or not, he was a good kisser.

"I'm sorry, you surprised me." Mary explained as she kissed her brother.

"So, you two seem to be getting along well."

"I think we have always gotten along."

"Really? I thought I picked up some tension between you two yesterday morning. I'm glad I was mistaken."

"We had a nice talk yesterday. I think we are in a good place now."

"Good. What did you conclude?"

"Mary would like to have sex with you." Barbara answered.

"Mother! That's not exactly it. Let's just saw we came to terms with the fact that both of us could potentially be having a sex with you.

"Well, I'm glad that's settled." Peter quipped. "Your face is getting red Mary."

Mary turned away from her brother and pretended to be preparing the meal giving Peter a good look at his sister's naked ass. 'This was a good decision' Peter thought.

Later in the day mother and daughter had another chance to talk as they relaxed naked in the backyard pool. Mary brought up the first uncomfortable topic:

"I want to know about your affair with Mr. Flanders. Mary began.

Barbara groaned. "I was unfaithful; I didn't have an affair. Your father said I had an affair."

"What's the difference mom?"

"This was a long time ago Mary, what difference does it make now."

"It makes a lot of difference to me."

Barbara almost looked forward to explaining this to someone so she could get her side out. Her newfound relationship with Mary allowed her to open up: "My gambling problem goes back a long way Mary. That is what started the whole thing."

"A gambling debt?"

"Basically."

"What did Mr. Flanders have to do with it.

Doug Flanders we a colleague of your father's. I knew him for many years, and I think he had a long-term crush on me. I was afraid of your father, so I asked Doug to loan me money. I was paying him back little by little. That's about the time he got caught in this illegal scheme with your father. I think Mr. Flanders knew he was going to jail by this time. Anyway, he said if I gave him a blowjob, he would forgive the rest of the loan and not say anything to your father. But if I told your father he would claim we were having an affair."

"That's extortion!"

"Well, I did it one time. We didn't even undress. It was horrible. Anyway, he came back wanting to repeat it. I refused."

"Does Peter know all this?"

"No one does and Peter can never know. If Mr. Flanders is set free, Peter would surely do something to him. It would destroy our family- again."

Desperate to change the subject, Barbara turned the conversation to Becky Parker:

"So why don't you want to go to your reunion. Besides shopping with me, you have not really been outside the house. I would think you would enjoy a night out."

"I don't exactly fit in with my friends anymore." Mary explained.

"Are you embarrassed by the way you look... not right now I mean, but the way Peter prefers us to be dressed."

"Not to mention living at home again... But yes that would be strange." Mary answered.

"Are you ashamed to be seen with Becky?"

"Honestly, we kind of looked down on Becky's crowd. Besides, I am not a lesbian.

Can we change the subject again?" Mary pleaded.

Barbara quickly switched gears: "Okay, I think you and Peter should have sex sooner rather than later."

"Are you serious mom! Why do you say that?"

"It seems inevitable. You already gave him a blowjob, so I know the idea must be in your head. I just think it is eventually part of our new family dynamic, and I am good with it. I think it will be good for us."

"Well, that may all be true, but it is really up to Peter."

"I know, but if he approaches the subject, you will do it right?

Mary paused for several seconds, the smiled: "Yes, Mom."

Saturday evening Peter took Mary to the playroom.

"Are you sure about this Mary? Not too long ago, you thought I was a sick freak."

"You are Peter. But that's not exactly the best line to use before engaging in sex, is it?"

"Not if you want to make love... but if you just want to have sex... might as well have some humor. It breaks the ice you know."

Mary smiled. She would love to ask whether he makes love to their mom, or whether he fucks her... She didn't say that though. Instead, she gave a more diplomatic response: "You know Peter, if I wasn't so damn horny all the time, I might take offense."

"I just want to make sure its consensual sis."

"It's consensual, Peter."

"As Peter sat down on the bed with her, she wondered if they were going to make out or go right to it. She loved kissing- and had even enjoyed the new family ritual of kissing on the lips when greeting. But sensually kissing one's brother would no doubt be very strange. Just when she decided it would be okay to forgo that aspect of foreplay, Peter reached in, brought her head to his with those big hands and started kissing her. 'Okay, I guess we're going there.' She thought.

By nature, Mary was not the submissive lover her mother seemed to be. But she could not be assertive with her older brother. So, she was prepared to let Peter take the lead. When she felt his tongue in her mouth, she reciprocated. Somehow that did not feel so strange.

As their sexual episode progressed, Mary lost herself in the erotic excitement. She was enjoying the feel, taste, and the smell of her brother as they explored each other bodies. This was the part of sex that Mary loved the most and wanted to last the longest. Either Peter was reading her mind, or he felt the same way.

By the time Mary felt her brother's fingers probe her pussy she was sopping wet. Mary was a vocal lover and soon she was screaming; "Oh God, yes... yes Peter... you feel so good!"

Mary had her first orgasm when he placed one of his fingers gently on her clit and pressed slightly. With his finger still inside, she felt his tongue stroke her outer lips.

"I want you inside me Peter" She pleaded.

Peter pulled his fingers out and let his tongue continue to explore in its place.

"Please Peter, I want you now!" She repeated.

This time he relented and placed his dick between her pussy lips. When he again touched her clitoris, this time with his penis, she orgasmed a second time. Then slowly he pushed deeper into her wet hole. She could feel herself fill up with his thick manhood- putting pressure throughout. As Peter kept pushing deeper inside, his sister raised her legs high in the air to try to accommodate him.

Peter grasped her by the ankles and began stroking, slowly at first then much more vigorously. As great as it was, Mary was ready for him to orgasm and be done. She encouraged her brother, but he seemed to just keep going.

Finally, Peter unloaded inside his sister with a load grunt. They were both sweaty and tired and satisfied.

Dinner Sunday evening meant that nude family weekend was ending. The three of them enjoyed one final meal naked out by the pool. Later Mary and her mom were sitting side-by-side on the steps in the pool and peter was standing in front of them.

"You know, I think we should have a family threesome sometime." Peter announced.

His mother responded first. "I don't know Peter; I am not sure I could do that. I have some insecurities with sex as it is."

Mary chimed in: "Really, because it doesn't show mom."

Barbara turned to her daughter. "When I watched you with Peter, you looked like a sexual pro."

"You're saying I'm a ho?" Mary laughed. "Just kidding."

"No, really, I was amazed at how smoothly you guys moved from position to position. Obviously, you both have more experience at this."

"Not that I want details, but you were married for twenty-five years. You and Father must have..." Mary began.

Barbara interrupted. "Oh, please Mary, your father knew one position. It was the same thing every time: Kiss me for a few minutes, play with my boobs for less time, climb on top, put it in and slam my head against the headboard until he came a minute later. Then he would roll over and go to sleep. Everything I learned now, I learned from your brother in the last few months."

Mary smiled. "Well, Peter is very talented, and he certainly enjoys being with you."

"His sister is talented as well... it gives me anxiety.

"Remember I have watched you two having rather passionate sex, you have nothing to worry about." Mary reassured her.

So, how exactly does a threesome work, do we take turns?

Mary covered her mouth with one hand as if to muffle laughter: "No Mother. We all play together.

"That seems complicated to me; besides I could never touch other women down there, especially not my daughter."

"We might be a perfect match then: I enjoy oral, so I could enjoy eating pussy I think. I really don't care that much about receiving. You like receiving but not giving. So, it could work out well."

Peter interrupted the back and forth: "Well, I am just telling you two, so you are not shocked if I decide to."

"Just know that I am okay if it happens." Mary said.

Embarrassed, Mom Barbara changed the subject: "Peter, may I make a personal suggestion?" Barbara looked at her daughter; "It concerns the three of us."

"Of course." Peter responded

"I was thinking perhaps I could move into your old room at the end of the hallway. I enjoy sharing a room with you son, but this way, Mary could get to spend some nights with you in the Master Bedroom, and I could spend other nights with you." She waited nervously for Peter's response.

Peter liked having the house with just his mother and sister. Hopefully that wouldn't change. In the back of Peter's mind, he had thought if his father ever returned, then he would put his father in Peter's old room. He considered this in silence for a moment before turning to his sister. "What do you think about that Mary?"

"I think that's very generous of Mom." Then turning to her mother- are you sure about this?"

Barbara nodded.

Peter preferred to make the major decisions for the household: It was important to demonstrate his authority without the appearance of weakness. On occasion either his mother or sister would make suggestions. In this case, it seemed like a good suggestion. Afterall, if his father did come home someday, Peter could always move Mary in with her mom and move his father in Mary's room.

After a long pause, Peter announced his decision: "Alright then, let's do it. Monday you two ladies can make the move.

To be continued...