C'est Mom

Cari was happily working at the counter, preparing breakfast for the three of us. She was singing softly to herself reflecting a mood I hadn't seen since Cindy came home. The other, more important, observation was that she was naked.

"Mom!" I exclaimed.

She turned around. A huge smile adorned her face and reflected in her eyes. "That's Cari to you," she said.

"What? How?" I managed to spit out.

Cari laughed softly. "Cindy and I had a long talk after you talked with her last evening and we made some decisions," she informed me.

"And one of them was household nudity?" I asked.

"It was," agreed Cari.

"And what about Cindy?" I asked.

"What about Cindy?" said a sultry voice behind me.

I turned around and confronted my sister. I was speechless. Cindy was standing in the doorway, leaning on the door jamb and completely naked. I heard Cari laugh behind me.

Cindy in the nude was incredible. Her breasts were identical to Cari's but not as large. Her figure was only slightly slimmer, her hips full and her pubic area completely hairless. I could clearly see the keyhole shape of her slit between her thighs and her exposed labia below. My erection strained in my briefs.

I forced my gaze upward, past her breasts, until I met her eyes.

"Thanks for that," said Cindy.

"For what?" I stuttered.

"Remembering that I had eyes," she laughed.

"You have a lot more than eyes," I said.

"And you're welcome to look at all of it," she said. "As long as you look at my eyes once in a while."

I smiled and let my eyes drift down and up her body settling on her eyes again.

"Nicely done," said Cindy. "I think there's hope for you. Meanwhile, how's breakfast coming, Cari?" she asked.

"It's ready," responded Cari.

I sat on one side of the kitchen table with two naked women on each end. I relaxed as I ate. I began to realize that life in the house was about to return to as it was before Cindy came home, with the addition of her in all her naked glory. I smiled as I also realized the restoration of my relationship with Cari. Things were looking up. The only unknown was how my relationship with Cindy might evolve.

Cindy excused herself after breakfast and headed into the living room. Cari took the opportunity to talk to me privately. "Cindy's expecting you," she said.

"I have to go to work," I said.

"Cindy's made a decision," Cari said. "If you keep her waiting, I can't guarantee she'll still be in the same place after thinking about it all day. You should know that when she went to bed last night she had dark stubble on her pubis."

"I could call in sick," I suggested.

"You should do that."

I called work and explained that my sister was having a problem and I needed to help her. I explained it might not take that long and I could get to work late, maybe before lunch. My manager understood my concern for my sister and told me to take care of her first.

I walked into the living room. Cindy was sitting in a rolled arm chair with her legs under her. She had her eyes closed and I couldn't interpret her body language.

"Hi," I said.

Cindy opened her eyes and smiled. "Hi," she repeated.

"Cari said you wanted to talk to me," I said.

"Is that what she calls it, talk?" Cindy asked.

"Talk, yell, scream, cry, moan. Whatever floats your boat," I said.

"Is that what you're here for?" asked Cindy.

"I'm here for you," I declared.

"I need for you to be here for you too," Cindy insisted.

"Cindy," I said honestly. "I'm here for both of us. I want this as much as you do. Maybe more."

Cindy smiled and stood up from the chair. She took my hand. "Now but not here," she said and led me upstairs. I followed her into her bedroom, closed the door and started to lock it.

"Don't lock it," Cindy told me. She stood in front of me, her body quivering and sweat on her upper lip. "Doug," she said. "I'm nervous."

"You've done this before," I reminded her.

"Not with you," she stated.

"I don't bite," I promised.

She responded with a nervous giggle. "You can but just a little," she said. "But you're not going get far dressed like that."

"I thought I was going to work," I deflected.

"A miscalculation you can easily correct," she explained.

"Do you want to do the honors or just watch?" I asked.

Cindy sat on the edge of the bed. "I think I'll just watch this time.

While Cindy watched, I removed my shirt, my shoes, my socks and trousers. When I started to remove my brief underwear, she stopped me. "Can I finish for you?" she asked.

I nodded, stood still and waited. Cindy moved from the bed and knelt in front of me. She focused on my groin and reached for the sides of my shorts. She pulled them down slowly, never averting her gaze from my crotch. The elastic of my briefs pulled my erection down in front of her, just inches from her face. She paused pulling down my underwear and used one hand to pull the waistband forward, freeing my erection that bounced and pulsated in front of her.

Her attention was immediately distracted. She let go of my briefs and took my erection in both hands. "It's beautiful," she whispered.

"You've seen them before," I surmised.

"Not like this," she declared. "Not up close with the lights on. Not yours."

I waited.

"May I?" she asked.

"Anything you want. It's here for you. I'm here for you. Let go of your nervousness and just have fun. I know I will," I explained.

Cindy looked into my eyes. Her eyes were smiling, brighter than I'd ever seen them, even on Christmas. There was a tiny tear in the corners of each eye as she leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on the head of my cock.

I held my breath and my cock twitched. Cindy ran her tongue around the head of my erection. "Is that all right?" she asked.

"You're a tease," I said.

"You love it," she determined correctly. "I love it too."

Cindy slid her mouth down on my erection until I touched the back of her throat. She paused, moved back slightly and took a deep breath. She pushed down harder and I felt my erection move past the back of her mouth into her throat. She swallowed several times, each time causing a ripple along the bottom of my erection.

A few seconds later, she relented and could breathe again. "Cindy," I said. We need to get on the bed."

"Why?" she asked. "Didn't you like that?"

"That's the problem," I admitted. "I liked it too well. Much more of that and we'll never make it to the main event."

"Why is that a problem?" she asked. "You do recover don't you?"

"I do," I admitted. "And, if you're willing to wait, don't stop."

She smiled again, took a deep breath and pushed down on my erection until her nose was buried in my pubic hair, and began swallowing again. Another pause, another breath and she was trying to swallow me whole again. Like the determined soul I knew she was, she plunged into the fourth time with a real appetite. My first pulse went directly down her throat. The second and third pulses filled her mouth and the rest squirted between her fingers and landed on her breasts. My legs buckled and I kept myself from falling with a hand on Cindy's head.

"Wow!" she exclaimed.

"I need to sit down," I said.

Cindy guided me to the edge of the bed and finished removing my briefs. She sat next to me. "Are you always so powerful?" she asked.

"No. Not always," I admitted. "Actually, never until a few minutes ago," I confessed.

"Do you think it extends to where we're going?" Cindy asked.

"I hope so," I responded.

I took her face in my hands and kissed her softly. Her eyes closed briefly and then opened wide. "Do that again," she requested.

I kissed her again, not like the first time. This time I possessed her. It wasn't a plan. I just couldn't do otherwise. The first kiss set off something in me. Something I'd been keeping under control since I graduated from high school. I wrapped my arms around her, pressed my lips and tongue against her lips and fell back on the bed with her partially under me.

Her lips parted easily and we kissed, breathing each other's breath until the lack of oxygen forced us apart.

"Wow!" exclaimed Cindy again. "Now it's my turn to be dizzy."

I kissed her neck. She tilted her head to give me access and I kissed her neck a second time, and then a third. I kissed her shoulder and my hand moved to hold her breast. She pushed her breast against my hand. I held her breast away from her chest and kissed her nipple. Her breathing stopped as I ran my tongue around her nipple and nibbled it gently. She began to breathe again as I kissed between her breasts, nibbled gently on her other breast and kissed down her body toward her navel.

I ran my tongue around her navel and continued down toward her smooth as silk pubic area. Cindy's body tensed as I dragged my tongue toward her clitoris. I slipped around her clitoris and started down between her outer labia.

"I have to move back on the bed before you fall off," suggested Cindy.

We repositioned ourselves on the bed and I resumed my exploration of her body, this time from between her legs. My tongue probed between her inner lips and her legs separated further and came up on her heels. She began to laugh.

I paused. "What's so funny?" I asked.

"Nothing," said Cindy quietly. "That is the most intense, the most incredible, feeling I've ever had. You've captured my entire body and I can't free myself, so I laugh."

I laughed with her. "This is kinda fun, isn't it?" I asked.

"It's the most fun I've ever had and don't you dare stop," demanded Cindy.

I didn't stop. If anything, I increased the intensity and prolonged each moment as long as I could. Prolonging my efforts had the opposite effect on Cindy. Her orgasm happened unexpectedly. The oddest thing I've ever seen was watching Cindy cry and laugh at the same time.

When she stopped shaking and could talk again, she said. "That was incredible. Come up here and kiss me."

I crawled up her body until I could kiss her. She put her arms around my neck and prolonged the kiss while simultaneously wiggling her hips. My reborn erection found her opening without assistance and I began to slide into her. I was almost fully into her when she broke our kiss. "Stop. Stop," she cried. "Roll us over. I want to be on top."

I rolled us over and slipped out of her. We ended near the side of the bed. Cindy didn't care. She quickly straddled me and forced herself down on me until I was contacting her cervix. I kept us on the bed while she ground down on me, her back arched, her head thrown back and her eyes closed.

She shifted her hips and I came inside her.

"Fuck," she cried. "Too soon. Too soon."

I pulled her down on me and sucked on her breast and gently bit her nipple. Her orgasm caused her to sit upright before collapsing on top of me. I used a foot on the bed frame to push us over toward the center of the bed again. I kept rolling until I was lying alongside her. I held her in my arms while her hormones drained from her body and she relaxed.

"That was almost too powerful," she said. "How is that possible?"

"Because were brother and sister," I commented.

"We're not supposed to do this at all," Cindy stated. "How can it be so good?"

"It's the emotional aspect," I explained. "We've grown up together. We know each other well. We love each other. We have an emotional connection as well as a physical one. It's a feedback loop. The emotional adds meaning to the physical and the increased physical experience strengthens the emotional component."

"Can we do it again?" Cindy asked.

"Now?"

"I'm not ready now," she admitted. "I need to recover more."

"Then I can go to work," I said.

"I was hoping you'd stay home," Cindy informed me.

"I need recovery time too," I said. "Cari will still be home."

"Exactly what I was thinking," admitted Cindy.

"Then we'll get back here when I get home," I suggested.

"I'll tell Cari to plan a late dinner," she said and kissed me.

I dressed and kissed her again. "Save something for me," I suggested.

"I will," she agreed. "I may have to recruit help."

An image of both Cari and Cindy in bed with me at the same time flashed through my head. "I can't wait," I said.