The Lakehouse Pt. 02

The cool water felt good on Chloe's feet from where they dangled from the side of the canoe. Upon waking from her nap, a float on the lake sounded immaculate- that, coupled with her book as it was just getting really spicy. She flipped a page, her heartbeat climbing as she devoured every word, imagining what it would be like to take a thick, hard, orc cock with a piercing like the lucky fictional woman currently was. It brought forth a certain warmth between her thighs.

It also didn't help that she had woken from her nap already aroused, with no recollection of whatever dream had made her panties slick with passion. Whatever it had been was good enough to soak her and required a change in underwear, but she had decided her swimsuit was a better alternative. Lucky for her, the book was captivating enough to break her out of her own head, which currently swam with the revelations that her mother and uncle had been fucking for years in some incestual bond. That was enough to fuck anyone up.

On one hand, she was ashamed of her mother. How could anyone look at their brother and think that having sex with them was a good idea? Again she thought of Cole, the idea of sleeping with him was disturbing. But much to her chagrin, it wasn't as disturbing as it should be, which gave her pause.

On the other hand, she was- in a shocking, fucked up sort of way- happy that her mom told her about uncle Tommy and her. She couldn't put her finger on why, but somehow having the bandaid ripped off quickly was better than finding out down the line. Although, her mother had been able to fool her entire family up to this point, so perhaps she never would have found out if her mom hadn't decided on some whim to disclose the skeleton in her closet. It made her wonder what others she had hidden away. And why now?

"Well, fuck." Said Chloe with a sigh of frustration.

Apparently the book wasn't good enough to keep her mind off her mother after all. She flipped back a few pages, not realizing how much she had read but not actually processed. She started to re-read, but her mind flooded back to the lakehouse where her mother and brother were, wondering if she was missing out on some more juicy stories. Frustrated, she shut the book and stared up at the clear blue sky, swishing her feet in the refreshing lake. Realizing that she wasn't going to be able to read anymore, she sat up and began rowing back to the dock, shocked at how far she had drifted.

She secured the canoe to the dock and climbed out, clutching her book. She padded up the dirt pathway to the house, letting herself in through the back.

"Oh, hey hon, how was your float?" Adeline asked from the kitchen.

"It was great, it's really peaceful out there." She said, giving her mom a quick smile.

Adeline and Cole both stood in the kitchen, seemingly in the middle of a conversation. Chloe's eyes must have given away her concern as Adeline gave a quick chuckle.

"Don't worry, I didn't share any new details, I'll make sure you're both here before I share anything else." Adeline said. "But, I have to say, It's funny that you're both so eager to hear more about it."

"I mean, how could we not?" Asked Cole.

"It is weird, I'll admit, but to Cole's point, I'm committed to hearing this thing through." Chloe agreed.

"Well, go change and we can sit on the porch for some more 'story time'." Said Adeline, using air quotes.

Chloe did just that and wandered to her room to change, making sure to shut the door all the way behind her. The last thing she needed was Cole stealing a glance at her naked body like her mother had done with uncle Tommy- although, talk about poetic justice. She jumped as she stepped on something wet on the floor, and upon looking down, saw that it was a soaked pair of Cole's underwear.

"What the hell?" She asked herself. She quickly changed and left the room, joining Cole and her mom on the back porch. The sun was starting to set, casting a gorgeous color on the lake.

"Alright, now where were we?" Adeline asked, folding her legs underneath herself.

"You and uncle Tommy just had sex for the first time." Said Cole.

"Right. Well, as much as we wanted to, we didn't do anything else that trip, partly because our parents didn't give us enough time alone, and partly because we were quite nervous about getting caught. The rest of the weekend went by and we went home." Adeline said, looking out over the lake.

"Wow mom, talk about a stunning climax." Chloe said with a scoff.

"Well, we came back a few months later in the fall. It was your grandma's favorite time as all the leaves changed colors. I can't wait for you both to see it out here when everything is orange and red." Said Adeline.

"Yeah, yeah, get to the good stuff." Cole urged, getting a glare from Chloe.

Adeline giggled. "Fine. As I said, it was fall, and I remember the drive up was torturous, sitting next to Tommy, knowing that we were finally going to be able to be together again intimately..."

XXX

Adeline couldn't wait to fuck Tommy again. The pure torture of sitting in the backseat with him on the drive up was enough to get her hot and bothered. At several points along the drive, Tommy would make himself hard, gently stroking himself over his basketball shorts as his cock grew beneath. He would guide it through the opening of his legs and it would poke from beneath his boxers. Hard and throbbing, practically begging for Adeline to touch it, suck on it, make it explode.

She let her own fingers explore the flower between her legs, rubbing her clit over the thin fabric of her leggings, sending shivers down her legs. Their prior visit was taboo enough, engaging in intercourse as siblings, but here they were, pushing the boundaries mere inches from where their parents sat. It should have been enough to stop them, but it only made Chloe crave it more.

They wound through the trees and parked in front of the lakehouse. They got out and lugged their bags inside, taking them to their rooms and stretching out their legs. Adeline gave a startled jump as Tommy gave her ass a playful slap, which in turn throttled her already growing arousal. If he wasn't careful, she would have no choice but to strip and fuck him rough where he stood.

"I'm not kidding around, Tommy," said Adeline, her knees shaking. "I'm horny as fuck and am barely holding on as is."

"Good," he said, a wicked grin spreading his lips. "Because when we lay down for bed, the last thing we will be doing is sleeping."

His words made her weak, and she stifled a groan. The fabric of her panties was making her clit throb and the way Tommy was looking at her was doing fuck-all to bring her arousal down. Before she could make a fool of herself, she quickly darted from the room and padded down the small hall to the bathroom where she locked herself in. She clutched the small vanity with one hand as she plunged the other down her leggings. Her pointer slid easily between her wet pussy lips, making her moan.

She had been aroused before, plenty of times, but something about Tommy turned that shit to eleven. The amount of moisture her pussy produced at the mere thought and sight of him was almost concerning. And he fucking knew it too. He used that as a weapon, flaunting himself around her, stealing secret touches and gropes when nobody was around. He knew all the right buttons to hit with her.

She played with herself for as long as she dared before using the toilet. She wiped herself dry- cursing at herself for letting all of that beautiful lube go to waste- and left the bathroom. She followed the sound of conversation to where her family sat in the living room. Upon entering, Tommy gave her another lustful stare, his eyes burning into hers. She quickly looked away, not allowing herself to indulge.

They talked as a family and then sat down for dinner. The sun went down and much to Chloe's excitement, her parents called it a night early. She knew they would both be up before the sun as she and Cole slumbered the morning away, but she was looking forward to what the night hours would bring. Her and Cole did the dishes as their parents wandered to their room, and without another word, they both quickly darted down the hall.

"Fuck, I can't wait any longer." Adeline said, greedily tugging at her leggings.

"Well, we might have to," Tommy said. "At least until we know for sure they are asleep."

"I need you!" Adeline growled, yanking her underwear down to expose her neatly trimmed pussy. She made absolutely sure to prepare for this weekend, spending a long time in front of the mirror with a razor.

"I need you too, but we need to be careful." Said Tommy, slowly tugging off his shirt.

Fuck, his bare chest did her in and she grabbed at him like a beast in heat. She took his hand and brought it between her thighs, moaning aloud at his touch. The pressure of his fingers on her cunt made her knees wobble and her brain fuzz over. He got right to work, using his fingers to rub, probe and explore her wet cave.

"Fuck, I needed this, Tommy." She whispered, wrapping her arms around his waist as he continued to finger-fuck her. "I've played this moment over in my head at least a thousand times."

"You're so fucking wet." Tommy said, picking up the pace and sliding two fingers inside of her.

"All for you." She whimpered. "My pussy is yours."

She pawed frantically at his crotch, feeling the growing bulge beneath his shorts. The cock that lived rent free in her mind every day since the last trip to the lakehouse was finally hers again. Hers to hold, to suck, to fuck... To worship. She tugged at him, speeding up the growing of his cock before working her hand down the waistband. His girth felt good in her palm- warm and rock hard.

"Fuck." He whispered, melting at her touch.

"Fuck me, right now." Adeline begged, yanking his shorts down and making his cock spring to life in front of her.

"Adeline," Tommy whispered, looking behind him at the door. "I still think..."

Before he could finish, Adeline shoved him against the wall and sprang on him like a wild animal. Planting a foot on the wall next to him, she guided her pussy to his fully erect member and with one forceful push, enveloped it entirely in her pussy, right up to the hilt. She bit down on her lip to stop herself from crying out.

"Fuck yes!" She said, her tone animalistic.

She wasted no time in bucking against him as his cock pistoned in and out of her, hitting every spot as it should. It was like scratching the best itch, dulling the worst ache. Every insertion shoved her into pure bliss and cast away every single worry she possessed. She threw herself against Tommy harder and harder, pinning him against the wall. Had her eyes been open, she would have noticed his cautious glances at the door next to them, but as it was, she cared about one thing and one thing only.

"Fuck, I'm close." Whispered Adeline, speeding up the pace.

"Adeline, I," Tommy started.

Adeline covered his mouth as she continued her thrusts, not giving two shits about anything other than her encroaching release. Her stomach tightened as the dam threatened to burst. She bit down harder on her lip, almost hard enough to draw blood as her orgasm crashed into her. Her pussy walls clenched tight around Tommy's cock, making him whimper and shake.

"Fuck, Adeline!" He said under her hand which she struggled to keep against his mouth.

Even though her eardrums were pounding, she couldn't mistake the sound of footsteps approaching from down the hall.

"Fuck." She said, pushing away from him.

She stumbled to the floor, still dazed from her orgasm which continued its torrent. Tommy made a strange noise as he clambered after her, helping her up from the ground. She felt something wet splatter across her back, but didn't have the time to investigate. She darted for the light switch, threw it down, and sent their room to pitch black before she climbed up the bunk bed ladder. Tommy had already slid into his sheets below.

The door opened slowly, just as Adeline tossed the sheets over herself, hiding her nude body. The gig was up, they were going to get caught, all because she couldn't be fucking patient.

"Everything okay in here?" Their dad asked as he opened the door a crack. "We heard some thuds."

"Yeah, dad," said Tommy, struggling to keep his breathing under control. "I turned off the light too soon and stumbled like a moron, but we are all good. Goodnight."

"Alright, as long as you're okay. Goodnight you two, see you in the morning." And with that, he shut the door.

They both remained in their own beds for what felt like an hour before daring to move. Finally, Adeline crawled out of bed and made her way down the ladder.

"I fucking told you we should have waited, Adeline." Said Tommy, sitting bolt upright in bed. "That was way too close."

"Okay, I admit, that was bad on my part," admitted Adeline with a nervous chuckle. "But holy shit was that the best orgasm I've ever had."

"Well that makes one of us." Said Tommy, sliding from his sheets.

"What do you," Adeline went to say, but stopped as she realized what happened. "Wait, you came?"

Tommy flicked on his flashlight that he always brought with him, giving them some light to see by. He stood up from the bed and walked past Adeline to kneel on the floor behind her, wiping at something with a towel.

"Yeah, I fucking came." Said Tommy. "When you came, your pussy did that magical thing where it gets really tight and it made me come too. Then you fell down as I started to ejaculate and it fucking shot everywhere on the floor."

"You tagged me too." Said Adeline, remembering the feeling on her back. "I'm sorry I ruined it for you."

"Let's just say you owe me fucking big time." He said, still wiping up the mess from the floor.

He stood and wiped off her back, but Adeline knew for certain that most of it was probably in her sheets from when she scrambled up there earlier. A thought that made her more happy than it should have.

"Don't worry, we have all weekend to make up for that." Adeline said, grabbing his flaccid cock in her hand. "We can start now."

"Really?" He said, his tone rising. "Right after dad almost busted us? Who's to say he isn't just waiting out there for more noises to check up on?"

"You're just being paranoid." Said Adeline, dropping to her knees in front of him.

"Gee, I wonder why."

He gasped slightly as Adeline licked the tip of his cock, making him shiver. She giggled and flicked her tongue again, swirling it around the tip of his dick as it began to harden once more. He watched her through the light of his flashlight with fascination, her eyes locked on his in a lustful stare, her tongue servicing every ridge on the tip of his member. He ran his hand through her hair, cupping the back of her head, pulling her toward him. His cock slipped into her mouth, enveloping it in warmth while her tongue continued to brush along the underbelly.

"Fuck." He whispered, letting his eyes flutter shut.

He wanted to ask her if she had been practicing, but the idea of her sucking some other man's cock made his stomach tighten in jealousy, so he kept that inquiry to himself and rather savored the mouth work he was receiving. She bobbed back and forth along his swollen cock, the suckling noises breaking the silence of the room. He opened his eyes to watch her, finding her gaze still on him, her big eyes holding him firm.

He pushed her off, creating a bridge of saliva and helped her stand before scooping her up in his arms. He carried her to the dresser next to their bed and planted her on top, spreading her legs wide so he could access her cunt. He slowly burrowed himself inside her pussy, the tight walls stretching to accommodate his girth. She moaned and planted her forehead on his bare chest while he bottomed out inside of her.

"God, you're so big." She whispered, making Tommy swell with pride.

"Just try to be quiet this time." He encouraged, looking deep into her pleading eyes.

"Aye-aye sir." She said with a salute, making him chuckle. "As long as you cum inside me this time, rather than all over the fucking room."

He cut off her playfulness with a quick thrust, his hips slamming against her. He worked slowly, penetrating her hard and deep while making sure the dresser didn't slam against the wall. Her pussy felt like a glove on his engorged prick and every moment of friction was a spark of bliss. Adeline splayed her hands on top of the drawer on either side and wrapped her legs around Tommy's back.

"That's it, fuck me good." She begged, her tone dripping with need. "Show me how much you've missed my fucking pussy."

Tommy watched her breasts as they bobbed with each connection of their bodies, her nipples hard and pink. He took her right breast in his hand as he rolled her nipple between thumb and pointer, then alternated to the other one. Adeline moaned with each touch, melting against him as he pushed all the right buttons.

He picked up the pace as much as he dared, sliding in and out of her wet slit until he grew tired of being careful. He picked her up from the top and set her delicately on the floor, sprawled out on her back. He quickly picked up the pace, fucking her hard and fast, but not allowing his pelvis to connect to prevent the slapping of their bodies.

"Oh fuck." Adeline said quietly, her eyes rolling back in their sockets.

"Your pussy feels amazing. It's so fucking wet!" Tommy said between breaths, fucking her fast as if his life depended on it.

"Because you make me horny, Tommy. My pussy craves you, I crave you!"

Despite the fact that she had done nothing but daydream about this moment since their last trip to the Lakehouse, Adeline couldn't deny the very real fear of being caught and losing what they had together. And although neither of them thought what they were doing was wrong- How could they when it felt so fucking right- The real world would destroy this feeling and shame them for giving into the pure taboo of incest.

No, she wouldn't let that thought ruin this moment.

She pushed Tommy back before clambering up and spinning around, positioning herself on her hands and knees, baring her bare ass and pussy to Tommy in the universal sign of "fuck me from behind." She purred at the sensation of Tommy's strong hands as they gripped her hips, followed by the intense insertion of his rock hard cock to the hilt. She arched her back, giving him full access to every tight inch of her slick cunt, allowing him to burrow deep. He pulled out before slamming back home, his balls slapping against her clit, sending shivers up her spine and making her vision blurry.

"Take me, fuck me like you mean it." Adeilne begged, already pushing back against her brother.

Tommy tightened his grip and fucked her hard, allowing the occasional connection of his hips against her ass, sending ripples up her cheeks. She rocked back with every thrust of his hips, creating a beautiful rhythm in which every need was fulfilled. Her brain fogged and every single thought vanished as if her head had been emptied. She could feel every ridge, every bulging vein along Tommy's length as her pussy swallowed it whole. It was that sensation that kept her up at night, tossing and turning in bed as she fingered herself to a frantic climax. But that sensation couldn't be replicated, not without Tommy.

"Oh fuck." Tommy whimpered from behind her.

Even without his quickened breathing or his verbal announcement, Adeline could feel he was close. The way his balls tightened up against his body, hardening with every slap against her. The way his cock began to throb as it prepared to unload its warm, white fluid. She knew everything about Tommy, and as he took her from behind like the passionate secret lover he was, she knew he was going to burst.

And she used that to her advantage.

She threw herself back against Tommy like a beast in heat, making her thighs burn with the workout. The need to be filled with her brother's seed took over completely and for the second time that night, she threw all caution to the wind in an attempt to satisfy her craving. She did, however, remain cognizant of the noise and stifled every cry and moan that threatened to leave her throat. Tommy's cock was absolutely pulsing inside of her, his grip tight against her hips, almost to the point of pain. It was perfect.

"Cum inside of me, Tommy, fill me up," she begged. "Please!"

Something about begging for it always seemed to throw a lever in men, and within another few pumps, she was blessed with a warm flood inside of her cunt, each spurt covering her insides with fresh release. She continued her relentless assault, throwing herself back repeatedly as Tommy writhed and moaned behind her, undoubtedly tingling from head to toe as she drained him dry.

As he finished, he collapsed on top of her, his sweaty chest a comfortable pressure against her back. She giggled as his cock gave a few last-minute spasms as she flexed her snatch.

"You love teasing me, don't you?" Tommy asked, pulling out of her.

"Of course, can't let all those kegel exercises go to waste." Adeline said, rolling onto her back across the floor.

She gave a pleasured sigh as his juices ran between her legs, evidence of what had just taken place. She watched Tommy stand on shaking legs and clean himself off before helping her stand. Together they cleaned up, making sure nothing was left behind.

"Well, can't say I was ready for bed before, but I'm going to sleep like a fucking rock now." Said Adeline, pulling on a fresh pair of underwear and a baggy t-shirt.

"Amen to that." Tommy agreed, stepping into some boxers.

They climbed into bed- her on top and him on the bottom- and within a few moments, both were snoring.

XXX

"Jesus, it's crazy how you tell the story as if it just happened yesterday." Said Cole, adjusting in his seat.

Adeline smiled, thinking that he was probably working to conceal his boner. She took that as a point of pride.

"Sometimes it feels like it was just yesterday. Every time feels like that to be honest. It's so... Perfect." Adeline admitted.

The sun was almost all the way behind the mountains, casting a large shadow over the lake.

"Well, we should probably head in." Said Chloe, standing from her seat and leading the way in.

"I think I'm going to take a bath." Said Adeline, giving them each a glance. She walked over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of white wine before snagging a glass from the cupboard.

"Enjoy." Said Cole.

"There is lunch meat and bread in the fridge for dinner, sorry it's nothing fancy." Said Adeline as she disappeared down the hallway.

Cole and Chloe made their dinner and sat down at the table, eating in silence, each of them living in their own imaginations.

"Be totally honest," said Chloe, finally breaking the silence. "Have you thought about doing what mom and Tommy did?"

Cole looked at her over the rim of his glass of soda, taking his time to answer. He cleared his throat and thought about how best to approach it. Did he tell her about jacking off to the image, or keep the lie going?

"The silence isn't doing you any justice, Cole." She said impatiently.

"Have you?" He fired back.

"Woah, you can't answer a question with another question, that's bullshit."

"Okay, well what if I did?" Cole asked, his face going red.

"Again with the question. Is that a yes?" Chloe asked.

"Can we just leave it? I don't want to talk about this between us." Cole said, pushing his plate away. "Besides, you made it very clear several times that it would never happen."

"I know, but I'm just curious if you've thought about it."

Cole did his best to take what she was saying as genuine curiosity, but it was hard to forget the pure venom in her tone when this topic was approached beforehand. He didn't know where to begin admitting something like masturbating to the thought of his sister. Even worse that it had started at the idea of his mom and uncle.

He took a deep breath before answering. "Fine, I thought about it once, yesterday."

"Oh... How... How was it?" Chloe asked, suddenly sitting up in her chair.

"Confusing. I was bored and couldn't sleep so I... I took care of myself and before I could even contemplate what was happening, you were in my mind and I just... I just went with it." Cole admitted, avoiding his sister's gaze.

"Did you finish?" She asked him.

"Of course I finished, what do I look like, a guy who edges? That's just torture!" Cole shot back.

"You fucking perv, jacking off to your sister!" She said, slapping the table.

"See, I knew you'd fucking judge me."

"Cole, I'm kidding, relax!" She said with a chuckle. "I... I appreciate you telling me."

"Well, now it's your turn. Have you thought about it?" Cole asked.

"Not like that. It crossed my mind, though not in a way where I wanted it to happen, but more of what it would be like if it did."

"And?" Cole prodded.

"Well, like you said, it was confusing."

Each of them sat for a moment, questions on hold. Occasionally they would glance at each other and look away as if not sure how to approach the newfound territory they had just entered.

Chloe cleared her throat and looked down the hall. "Okay," she said, her tone hushed. "I have an idea."

"I don't know if I like the sound of that after what we just talked about." Said Cole.

"Do you trust me?"

"I don't know. Overall, yes, but... I need to know more about what you're thinking." Said Cole.

"You need to tell me you trust me first."

"Fine, fuck, I trust you." Said Cole.

"Okay, follow me." Said Chloe getting up from her seat.

She grabbed his hand as she passed and led him down the hall to the room they shared. She shut the door behind them as Cole stood awkwardly, waiting for what came next.

"Out with it." Said Cole.

"First, I want you to know that part of me is super fucking annoyed that I'm even considering this, and I want that to be clear. I hate the fact that mom told us this shit and can't help but feel like something is wearing off on us, which is part of her plan, no doubt." Said Chloe, waving her hands around. "So as long as we're clear there, that's what matters."

"Chloe, what are you proposing?" Cole asked.

"Shh, don't interrupt me," she said, pointing at him. "I fought the idea long and hard but I think we have reached the point of needing to rule all this shit out, once and for all. Sitting here and thinking things over, wondering what it would be like will only give birth to more questions and what ifs. So... We are going to test this."

"You're not suggesting," Cole began.

"Cole, for the love of god, shut up for a second." Fired Chloe.

He folded his arms as he awaited further instructions. Chloe breathed out in frustration, staring at the door that acted as the only piece of privacy they possessed at the moment.

"Okay, we are going to do this in a manner of experimenting. I don't want to fuck you, and you don't want to fuck me, correct? We can both agree that it's disgusting and wrong?" Chloe asked.

"Obviously."

"And we can both agree that never, ever, have either of us ever considered doing anything like this until mom opened up her big fat mouth?"

"Again, yes." Said Cole.

"So, with all that being established, then it's clear we have no sexual attraction to each other, and therefore shouldn't experience any form of erotic feelings for the other person, yeah?"

"Chloe, I'm trying to be patient here, but," Cole started.

The rest of his sentence vanished as he watched his sister pull her baggy t-shirt over her head with a quick motion, freeing her breasts for him to see. His mouth hung open at the sight of her perky tits as they jiggled from her movement. He struggled to form a sentence, gasping like a fish out of water as his eyes proceeded with a staring contest with Chloe's areolas.

"Not a good first impression, Cole. They're just tits, you've seen thousands, probably more." Chloe said, trying her best not to cover them up in her state of self-consciousness.

"I just wasn't expecting that, you could have warned me." Cole said, trying his best to pry his eyes away from the supple boobs.

"I did, in a way. Now, do they do anything for you? Are you getting aroused from looking at them?" Chloe asked.

"Of course not," he lied as his erection was forming at a rate he could conceal, at least for the moment.

"Okay, that's a good sign. Now, touch them."

"What?" He asked, his prick lurching slightly at the invitation.

"Cole, just touch them, we are testing this shit out, okay? Don't be weird about it, just... Grab my boobs."

"What if mom barges in?"

"Cole, not that I should have to state the fucking obvious, but I think at this point she'd be over the fucking moon. Now, stop being a pussy and grab my fucking tits!" Chloe said, her tone making Cole snap to attention.

He shuffled over to her slowly, pondering the very real possibility that he was falling into a trap. Maybe she was trying to prove that deep down, he may be just another pervert, getting off on the idea of fondling his sister. She would shame him, tell all her friends that her sicko brother groped her while on a family trip.

"Come on, hurry it up!" Chloe said, grabbing his hands.

She brought them up to her breasts and he cupped them both, sighing at the warmth they made against his palms. He kept his hands open awkwardly as he looked at her eyes, doing all he could to pretend that he wasn't enjoying himself.

"Anything?" Chloe asked.

"Nope, just boobs, like you said."

"Squeeze them, touch them like you actually like titties." Chloe said, pushing her chest outward.

"Jesus, Chloe." Cole whispered.

He did as he was told and began to fondle Chloe's breasts, squeezing them in his hands, feeling the nipples harden against his palms. They felt amazing. It wasn't until Chloe let loose what Cole interpreted as a satisfied whimper that he allowed himself to really handle her breasts like he wanted to.

"God dammit," Chloe whispered, stepping back with her hand on her forehead.

"What? Did I hurt you?" Cole asked, alarmed.

She pointed down at his groin where upon looking down himself, realized he was sporting the erection of all erections. The fabric of his shorts was working overtime to keep him contained.

"Look, Chloe, I was just touching tits. Just because they belong to my sister doesn't mean anything, tits are tits. Guys love tits. What does this prove?" Cole asked, doing his best to defend himself against what he knew was a losing battle. "You knew that would happen, didn't you?"

"No, Cole, I didn't," She said, looking back at his erection. "I was hoping nothing would happen and we would just move on, forget this shit ever happened. But look at you, harder than a fucking rock."

"That's not fair, it was a losing battle and you know it. Besides, this doesn't prove anything other than tits make me hard. How was this supposed to test,".

Before he could finish, Chloe had her hand wrapped around his prick, cinching his basketball shorts around his member. She tugged it slowly, her eyes boring into his as if to prove she was able to touch him without getting hot and bothered.

She continued tugging him over his shorts before he thumbed them down himself. She stared at his bare cock, debating if she was going to go the extra mile. With a sigh, she gripped his prick and began stroking along his shaft. Cole focused on his breathing, but the fact that he had a warm hand servicing his cock- regardless that it belonged to his fucking sibling- was making that a challenge. That and the way her tits bobbed as she jerked him off... His mask was crumbling.

"Well," he asked. "Is it doing anything for you? Hard to tell, seeing as you can't get an erection." Cole joked.

Slowly, Chloe took her hand that wasn't currently jerking her brother off and slid it down her leggings. A few seconds later, she withdrew it and showed Cole her pointer and middle fingers, both of which were slick up to the first knuckle.

"Shit," whispered Cole.

"Yeah, shit." Said Chloe, suddenly releasing his cock and turning away in shame. "What the fuck is happening? This isn't okay, it's wrong! How can we both be this disgusting?"

She pulled her shirt back on and moved around him to the bunk bed where she dove onto the bottom mattress. Cole pulled up his shorts, shuddering as the fabric brushed past his swollen head, before settling down next to his sister who currently had her face buried in her pillow.

"Jesus, Chloe, it's not that big of a deal," said Cole.

"Not that big of a deal?" She asked, shooting a stabbing glare back at her brother. "How is it not that big of a deal, dipshit?"

"First of all, I'm not a dipshit. Second, as far as I'm concerned, all we did was have a bit of experimental touch, but in the grand scheme of things, we didn't cross any lines that we can't come back from."

"Cole," said Chloe, rolling onto her back. "Siblings shouldn't have any form of attraction to each other, period. Judging by what just happened, I think it's safe to say that we both experienced an attraction. It's wrong. Honestly, mom shouldn't have planted that shit in our head to begin with, I'm calling manipulation."

"Where I don't disagree with you, I think it's being blown out of proportion," said Cole. Seeing the expression on his sister's face, he quickly resumed his thought. "Before you freak out, all I'm saying is mom told us some crazy fucking story about her and her brother, and I agree that she is probably hoping we'll do the same, but manipulation? That may be going too far.

"I'm not happy about it either, Chloe, but it's hard to deny the sparks that just went off when we did... what we did. I hate to say it but I thought the whole taboo sibling shit was a joke when she told us it was unlike anything she'd ever experienced. But maybe it's not bullshit."

"So, what? You want to fuck me now, is that it? You want to put your big ol' cock in my pussy and have sex with me, just because we had 'sparks'?"

"You saying my dick is big?" Cole joked, trying to break the tension.

"Be serious, Cole. Mom wants us to have sex so that she won't feel guilty about banging her own brother, that's all this is. She could have taken that shit to her grave, but no, she entrusted us with the story while spouting that crap about not wanting to pressure us, yada yada yada."

"Maybe you're right, but she doesn't seem to feel too guilty about the whole thing. If anything, she seems fucking relieved to have told us and doesn't show any signs of stopping. In fact, I think if uncle Tommy were here with us, she'd waste no time jumping his bones. I think she genuinely thinks that she has uncovered some magical incest practice that she wants to share with her kids. Although, saying that out loud does sound insane..." Cole said with a sigh.

"It's wrong, and you know it. I hate that I have these feelings, and I hate that mom told us that shit. Aren't you mad?" Chloe asked.

"I don't know if mad is the right word, but I am confused. I don't like feeling this way either, Chloe. You're my sister. I never in a million years would have thought I'd see you with your hand on my... The point is, the feelings were there, and I think that's scary."

They both sat in silence, their minds awash with concerns and questions that neither knew how to address.

"If it helps, I can sleep on the couch tonight and you can have the room to yourself," said Cole. "I don't want to make you any more uncomfortable than you already are. Tomorrow, we can tell mom that we just aren't interested in the whole brother on sister action and we can just take the day to enjoy the lakehouse before we head home on Monday."

"I don't need you to sleep on the couch," said Chloe with a sigh. She was taking it much harder than Cole was, and he had no idea how to help her through it. "You don't think this place is cursed, do you? Some form of fucked up magic that makes siblings lust for each other?" She asked.

"No, Chloe, I don't believe in that shit. I just think mom got to us and our minds are in a state of shock and... Curiosity or something."

"Either way, let's pretend this shit didn't happen, okay? Neither of us will tell anyone about this, because I don't need this shit coming back to me." Said Chloe.

Cole agreed and watched his sister tuck herself into the sheets, rolling to face the wall in an unspoken agreement that the conversation was over. Cole flicked off the lights and climbed to the top bunk where he stripped to his boxers before sliding into his own sheets.

He lied there, staring at the ceiling, internally screaming at himself over how good his sister's hand felt around his erection. Had she continued to stroke him, he would have finished, and quicker than he dared admit. No matter how much he tried to deny it, his mother's admittance reigned true in his case as well. The euphoria he felt for Chloe was something that scared him shitless, wracked his brain with a whirlwind of possibilities that he shouldn't hope for.

On the bunk below him, Chloe fought a similar war. The moisture building in her pussy was enough to send goosebumps up her entire spine, making it impossible to ignore every brush of her panties along her eager clit. Stroking Cole's thick dick had pulled her over a line she had never realized had a potential to be crossed. The way he throbbed in her hand, the moans he tried to hide, the way his eyes fluttered... It all made her wet with ecstasy.

The quiet of the room was a facade for the chaos and noise of the siblings' skulls as each of them pretended that what had happened meant nothing. It was an act of desperation to prove they had nothing in common with the forbidden love their mother had uninvitedly graced them with. And it was a battle that they each fought as sleep continued to elude them both.

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As her children attempted to cage the beasts of their thoughts, Adeline soaked her muscles in the small porcelain tub in the ensuite bathroom. In her hand was a glass of white wine, currently being swirled in circles. The bubbles obscured her tanned skin below the warm water's surface as her mind took her down memory lane.

She sipped from her glass, thinking back to the first time her and Tommy had attempted to share the bath. They knew it would be too small to fit them both, but that didn't stop them from trying. It had been the second visit without their parents; a visit that turned into an all out sex fest, leaving them both sore and spent for the following week.

Adeline had filled the tub halfway, knowing it would rise as their naked bodies filled the basin. Tommy had already been hard before getting in, eagerly awaiting the chance to fuck his sister silly in the bath. Their giggles permeated the small bathroom as the water sloshed over the side. The more they humped, the more water ended up on the shitty tiled floor below them. Adeline clawed Tommy's back as he fucked her in an awkward missionary position, her back sliding up and down the wet porcelain.

Thinking back to that memory only made her crave Tommy now, which bled into the next memory of them showering together. It was the first time Tommy had attempted to stick it in her ass, something that had caught her off guard enough to slip and smack her forehead against the wall, giving her a small bruise. She hadn't been mad, but trying to fornicate her way through a throbbing headache was difficult to do, and she had shut down his advances to explore her tight forbidden entrance. She promised him that she would prepare herself to attempt anal again at some point. And as evidenced by the butt plugs in the nightstand near the bed, she meant it.

She smiled at herself as she soaked in the tub, her pussy waking up from her reminiscing. She downed the rest of her wine and set the glass on the floor before dipping her hand below the surface to play with herself. She moaned at the touch, rubbing herself the way she wanted to be rubbed, hitting every note, singing the tune she herself needed to hear. She came twice, sinking down to her chin in the warm water after her second quaking climax.

Having satiated her lust, she wondered how her children were faring in the bunkroom where her sexual desire reared its beautiful head many years ago. She meant it when she told them that she didn't bring them here to see if the cycle would repeat itself, but she herself didn't entirely believe it. It wasn't that she lied to her kids, because she told them more than she had originally intended, spelling out her sexual encounters with her brother down to the sopping wet details. But at the same time, she couldn't help but hope they took the plunge, if for nothing else but to experience the rush she felt.

But what if they didn't?

What if they tried, only to experience an act that would scar them for life? Would she be able to face them both when they discovered her morbid attraction to her brother was not in fact a godsend, but rather a perversion that she would have to bear alone?

She pushed the thoughts away, telling herself that what would come to be would come to be, and at the very least, she would breathe a bit easier having shared such a monumental secret. She drained the water from the tub and wrapped herself up in her favorite robe before moving through the bedroom to the hallway. She walked quietly past the bunkroom, stopping to press her ear against the faded wood of the door.

Silence.

She continued to the kitchen where she rinsed her wineglass before setting it in the sink. She stared out the window to the lake where the moon reflected off the glassy surface. How many times had she and Tommy had sex out there on the small boat? Or even the canoes? There was that time where they damn near drowned after having sex while swimming, just as Tommy prepared to cum while sputtering lakewater from his mouth.

She turned to survey the kitchen, of which every surface had been used in some fashion to aid in their sexual encounters. The entire lakehouse had served as their personal bubble in which they paraded around naked, more often intertwined than not. Her eyes took in the sights, picturing how they had looked all those years when they took advantage of their isolation. It was enough to form a large smile across her face.

She walked back down the hall and once again stopped outside the bunkroom to press her ear to the door. She expected silence, thinking that her son and daughter had actually gone to sleep. Unlike her and Tommy- who used every quiet late night moment to eat each other up- her kids behaved as siblings ought to.

But to Adeline's surprise, silence was not what she heard.

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Cole rolled over in frustration, forcing out a deep sigh. Try as he might, he was unable to shake the firm erection he had spouted thanks to his sister's insistence that he fondle her tits. It was exacerbated by the fact that she took it upon herself to stroke him off, only to pull away and leave him hanging.

Boners came and went, but this one was there to stay. He debated rubbing one out, but didn't want his sister to think of him as a pervert more than she probably already did. He knew that she was taking this much harder than he was, and she would undoubtedly beat herself up over it for years to come. It's not that Cole wasn't in shock about it, but her experiment had only proved that there was something beneath the surface, ready to claw its way out as it had done with his mom and uncle when they were his age.

He could sneak to the bathroom and jerk off, shooting his load into the toilet and flush the evidence. If he woke Chloe, he could say he needed to shit, no big deal. Having made his mind up, he began to slip from the sheets and when he was halfway down the ladder, Chloe spoke up.

"Cole," she whispered. "What are you doing?"

"Gotta take a shit," he lied. "Go back to bed."

As he stepped down to the floor, he jumped as Chloe grabbed him by his erect prick and pulled him forward. He stifled a yelp and ducked his head under the top bunk, landing next to his sister.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"One time," she said, her voice a whisper.

"What are you talking about?"

"One time. We are going to have sex one time and that's it. We don't tell mom either. We pretend that nothing happened, I won't give her the satisfaction." Chloe said, her hand still wrapped around his member.

"Why the change of heart?" Cole asked.

"Because I'm horny as fuck and if I don't get it taken care of, I'm going to lose my mind."

Before he could protest, Chloe's lips mashed into his, followed by her tongue which burrowed between Cole's lips to collide with his own. He kissed her back, hard, slamming his tongue into hers in a forbidden dance. He tugged off her shirt, releasing her tits so he could grab them as he wanted to before, kneading and squeezing them passionately. Chloe moaned into his mouth as she yanked at his boxers, freeing his erection.

She pushed away from his lips and began to suck his cock, teasing the head with her tongue. It didn't matter that she was inexperienced. To Cole, it was the best feeling he'd ever had. Struggling with her leggings, Cole yanked and pulled in a desperate attempt to get them off of her before she had to stop blowing him to help. She resumed her ministrations, planted on all fours in front of Cole. He ran his hand down her bare back before navigating between her ass to play with her wet pussy. He slid two fingers inside of her, feeling the warmth envelope his digits.

Chloe pulled away from his cock with a popping sound and shot up to kneel in front of Cole, inches from his face. "Do it," she said, her tone pleading.

She pulled him down on top of her as she sprawled on her back, opening her legs to him. He guided his cock to her cunt, pushing his way in quickly. She gasped, grabbing his arms as he bottomed out. She was tight, fitting him like a glove. She pushed toward him, insisting that he continue his thrusts. The old bunk bed began to squeak with each rock of Cole's hips, but he was focused on one thing and one thing alone.

Chloe.

He fucked her deep and hard, squeezing her tits in his hands as she begged for more, pulling herself against him in order to make the most of his insertions. The bed rocked and squeaked as he took his sister in the desperate throws of passion and lust, his cock sliding effortlessly in and out of her.

"I hate that I love this," whimpered Chloe. "But I love this so fucking much. Fuck me, Cole, fuck me!"

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Adeline leaned against the door with as much force as she dared, afraid of giving away her position if the hinges squeaked. Inside the very same bunkroom that her and Tommy had first explored the forbidden reaches that siblinghood should never explore, her son and daughter were seemingly in the same erotic dance, given the sounds of moaning, whimpering, hushed voices and the rock of the old bunkbed. It made her chest swell with satisfaction, more than she thought possible.

The sounds were muffled through the door, making it hard to decipher what they were doing. Adeline knew she should go to her room and hop in bed, give her kids the privacy they deserved. But she couldn't bring herself to move from her spot. So she stood there, cheek warming the wood of the door as her kids performed on the other side.

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"Don't cum inside of me," whispered Chloe through her quick breaths.

"Wasn't planning on it. Where do you want it?" Cole asked, humping his sister as she lay on her back below him.

"You can come on my tits if you want, just try not to get it on my sheets."

The idea of spraying his sister's tits brought a wicked smile to his face, and he was thankful for the darkness that obscured it. It was clear they were enjoying themselves, but he didn't need to hear his sister giving him more shit for getting too giddy.

He fucked her with deep, rhythmic thrusts, savoring every inch of his sister's wet pussy as he worked toward the encroaching climax. He deeply wished to finish inside of her, not wanting to ruin the sensation for the regretted pull-out method. But he feared the alternative much more.

"I'm getting close," Cole admitted, fucking her harder.

Chloe began moaning more quickly, her cries amplifying slightly in tone and pitch. Cole knew that she was doing it to help him finish quicker, but he didn't give a shit because it was working. He pushed himself deep, over and over until it was time to withdraw. He pulled his slick prick into his hand as he positioned himself over the naked form of his sister on her back, jerking himself silly. He fired off his load, hoping to find the targets that were her breasts, wishing he could see his masterpiece.

"Jesus, Cole!" Whispered Chloe in frustration.

He was too busy finishing himself off to really worry, so he didn't inquire. He shook as he stroked the last of his jizz from his cock before inching away from her to climb off the bunk. He grabbed his phone from his bunk up top and flicked on the flashlight, illuminating the space so he could see.

"I said you could cum on my tits, not my fucking face!" Said Chloe.

Cole stifled a giggle as he shone the flashlight on Chloe. She wiped a large glob of white goop from her cheek and chin. He moved the beam of light across her naked body seeing that most of his shots did in fact coat her tits and stomach, but apparently a rogue shot had gone further north than intended.

"Shit, sorry," he said, still trying not to laugh. "It's really hard to aim in the dark, in my defense."

"I think you struggle to aim in general, if the toilet seat is any indication. Don't you know that shit can make a person blind, you were close to shooting my eye."

"Don't be dramatic, I'm pretty sure that whole blind thing is bullshit. Besides, I said I was sorry." Cole said, pulling on his boxers.

"Fuck, you been saving your spunk for an emergency or something, I didn't realize it was going to be that much?" Said Chloe, sliding toward the end of the bed, being careful not to let Cole's cum run down onto the mattress.

Cole watched as Chloe cleaned herself off before tugging on her shirt. Neither of them spoke for several minutes as they climbed back into their own beds. Cole couldn't help feeling strange at the fact that even if their mom had heard what they'd been doing, she'd probably be celebrating. After the dampening mood of post-orgasm, a small tug of anxiety found its way into his stomach at what they had done. So much for not crossing that line of no return.

"Cole?" Chloe asked from below.

"Yeah?"

"Can I come up there for a bit?"

"Um, sure," he replied, hearing her move toward the ladder. "You alright?"

She climbed the ladder and crawled across the bed next to him before settling on her back. She didn't respond for several minutes.

"How do you feel, after all that?" She asked him, her voice low.

"Honestly, a little nervous, I feel like we should have talked more before jumping into it. You?"

"Unfortunatley not as bad as I should feel. I really hate to say that I really enjoyed it. I hate it even more to admit that mom's bullshit mystical brother-fucking magic feeling was real. I didn't think sex could feel that amazing." Said Chloe.

"I don't know if I should take that as a compliment or not," Cole said, trying yet again to lighten the mood. "On one hand, to be told that sex was amazing with me should send me to the moon, but coming from my sister... That's another thing entirely."

Chloe chuckled lightly, making Cole smile.

"I still don't want to tell mom, if you're cool with that." Chloe said.

"Yeah, I'm very cool with that, she doesn't need to know," Cole admitted, although he didn't know how long they could keep it a secret. "So, still one and done?"

She didn't respond, and immediately Cole regretted asking the question. She had already made it clear that it was only to happen one time. Although he may never tell her, he was glad she made the first move, because it meant that he wouldn't have to. Not that he felt it would ever do him any good, it wasn't as if he was planning on throwing that back in her face, but a win was a win.

"Fuck," Chloe whispered from next to him. "This whole thing is fucked. The fact that yesterday, we showed up at this fucking lake house we didn't even know existed to be told that mom has been banging her brother for years. Then you and I fuck only to find out that mom may not be as crazy as we thought.

"Now here I am, lying next to my brother after he almost made me blind because he can't control his fucking cumshot, wishing that he would just stick his perfect cock inside me again." She said, the words flying from her mouth rapidly.

"So... You're saying you want to do that again?" Cole asked, feeling the beginnings of another erection.

"Yes, Cole," she whispered, running her hand up his thigh. " I want my brother to fuck me again."

***Thank you, dear reader as always, for taking the time to read my story. This particular story blossomed out of nowhere and has brought with it a seemingly never-ending wealth of possibilities. There are so many places that I have imagined taking this particular cast of characters, but as is usually the case, they have sprouted minds of their own and their actions have somewhat directed the story in their own fashions. This chapter was fun to write and to explore the forever changed relationship of a brother and sister, despite the internal insistences that they probably shouldn't do the deeds they do. I eagerly look forward to continuing the series and hope you share your thoughts and opinions- good, bad and ugly- as they tremendously help me improve and grow as a writer. Whether you're new here to the LLL or have been supporting me since the beginning, thank you, from the bottom of my lustful, crass heart. I can't wait to tell more stories, and even more so, cannot wait to share them with the other risque souls on this site. Stay horny friends, until next we meet!***