Unspoken Pleasure

I set a record for undressing, my cock at full size. I scooted between Martha's legs and started licking her pussy. We had done this enough times now that I knew just what she liked. When I sensed that she was nearing a climax I turned her over onto her tummy. I squirted some lubricant on my cock and placed the head cock at her pussy hole.

I thrust into her, pushing through her hymen without much apparent resistance.

"You doing ok, honey," my sister asked.

"Yeah, I think so."noveldrama

A few more thrusts and she was climaxing.

"Oh, damn, oh John. Fuck me, baby. Fuck me. Feels so ... feels so good."

I continued to stroke in and out, hoping to also cum. Martha surprised me with a second orgasm as I filled her pussy with my cum.

"Oh, I can feel you cum. Oh, so good."

I held my cock inside her as we came down from our sexual high. My cock made a sucking sound as I pulled it out of her tight hole. Her pussy fluid and cum dripped out of her stretched pussy.

She turned over and gave us a big smile. "That was wonderful. Thank you, John. I will remember this day forever."

She stood up and hugged us both. "Oops, I think I'm leaking," she said as she hurried to the bathroom.

"Well done, John. She even came twice!"

I dressed and a few minutes later Martha emerged from the bathroom, fully dressed. We sat on the sofa with another margarita. She continued to babble on about how good it felt and how wonderful I was.

"I have a surprise for you, Martha. I was taking video the whole time. I'll use my editing program and you will have permanent remembrance. It might not be something to share with your future husband," she added with a laugh.

The next day after class Martha said she was a little sore but wanted to do it again in a day or so.

"How about Thursday. I should have the video done by then and we can have a showing."

"Oh, yes. I can't wait to watch. I want to see John's big cock going into my little pussy. Did you get everything?"

"Everything. Even a close-up of your gaping pussy when he pulled out his cock."

"God, I want to see that."

"You know, you used to be the shy one."

"Yeah, and then I met you guys. Best thing that ever happened to me."

"John's happy too."

"I'll bet!"

****

For the remaining months of the semester Martha was a regular visitor to our place. Lots of pussy eating and John had two tight pussies to fuck. We knew the semester would be ending soon.

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A month after she went home we received some documents from Uncle Joe's estate attorney. It was difficult to understand what we were looking at so John had a local attorney look them over.

"Well, this is going to come as a big surprise to you both."

We looked at each other. Uh, Oh.

"You told me you were surprised that the two of you inherited the entire estate of your uncle. Well, these documents provide the answer to that question. Be prepared for a big surprise. The two of you are not brother and sister."

Our mouths dropped open and we both began to speak at the same time. The attorney held up his hand. "Let me continue."

"It seems that your uncle had actually been married. He wasn't the bachelor everyone thought he was. He was married for a short time to a woman name Gale. They got a quiet divorce because she had an affair and got pregnant. With you, Amanda.

Your uncle and his soon-to-be divorced wife agreed to put you up for adoption. And John, your parents agreed to take the baby as a favor to your uncle."

Amanda and I looked at each other, unable to comprehend the full import of what we just heard.

"So we are not related?"

"No, not in the least. John, your parents brought up the baby, you Amanda, as if their own and never told anyone. Only your uncle and his now-ex-wife knew.

We were totally shocked. We were brother and sister for twenty years but not anymore.

The attorney went through additional documents and showed us the adoption papers for Amanda. It was really true! We left his office in a daze.

"Well, it doesn't matter to me, John. You will always be my brother. I wish we didn't know."

Our thoughts continued to swirl over the next several days. I decided Amanda was correct, it didn't matter. She was my sister and that's how it would be.

It took another week for another implication sank in. Since we were really not brother and sister we had not had incestuous relations. Furthermore, since we not related in any blood way, we could marry!

"Oh, my, Amanda. All this time we have been hiding our love from our friends. We don't have to anymore!"

"That's right. But everyone still thinks we are siblings. So we can't just come out in the open. What would we do?"

"I don't know. We need to talk to mom."

****

"After your uncle died I figured you guys would learn the truth. Yes, it's all true. Amanda, your father and I adopted you when you were just weeks old. But you are just

as much our daughter as John is our son.

"And you both think you have been so smart."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You know, having sex together. I wasn't born yesterday and you weren't nearly as clever as you thought. The sexual attraction was so obvious and I knew something would happen. If you had really been siblings, I would have tried to put a stop to it. So now what are you going to do?"

"We don't know," Amanda responded. Our friends in Boulder think we are already married. But our friends here think we are brother and sister. We really want to get married but how can we?"

"Well, seems to me that we need to put out the word that, first, you are adopted, and secondly, a story that you have known for several years. Then after that information makes the rounds, we let it be known that the two of you have more recently been dating with my blessings. Maybe we let a month or so go by and then you guys put out the word that you plan to get married. Seems to me we have to do this in steps. But no matter what we say, this will create quite a stir, but the facts are the facts, you are not brother and sister."

Yes, there was lots of hub-hub, but to hell with the gossips. Three months later the marriage certificate confirmed our new status: Mr. and Mrs. Ferguson.