Act 4: Satisfying the ones you wronged.

Vince stood, staring at Claire’s amazing naked body for several long moments. Then resolve took over. He stripped out of his remaining clothes and threw them aside. He now stood at the foot of the bed, totally naked, his erection standing hard and proud.

Claire gasped, and suddenly clamped her legs closed. “Oh my God! Vince!” she stammered. “How are you so fucking big?” He glanced down at his cock. Then he looked back up at Claire and grinned.

“Oh? You’ve never seen this part of me, have you?” he asked. His smile and his posture were now quite predatory. He’d decided he wasn’t going to let his sister dictate the terms of what was clearing incest. But if no one knew, he could bear the shame.

Vince grabbed his cock and began stroking it. Now at full mast, it was nearly nine inches long with a bright purple head. The veins along the shaft pulsed as he slowly jacked off. His balls hung pendulously under him swinging as he stroked.

“Too late to back out now,” He told Claire, who suddenly steeled herself.

“Do your best, Fucker!” she taunted. “But if you can’t make me cum, I’ll never forgive you!” With that, Vince crawled up the end of the bed and snaked himself toward Claire.

He reached out and spread her thighs, once again exposing her pretty pussy with its snow-white patch above it.

“I won’t ask about the white hair,” he chuckled. “We can discuss that later. But it looks awful pretty on you,” Then he lowered his face to her crotch and began kissing her inner thighs.

Claire gasped at the sudden intimate contact threw back her head and moaned. “God, Vince!” she groaned. “What are you doing?” But the only answer she got was Vince jabbing his tongue at her quivering pussy lips and spearing it between them.

Oh Fuck!” Claire croaked. Vince’s tongue had parted her lips and pushed into her damp channel. He began lapping at it and pulling juices from her. Moments later he removed his tongue and lifted his head to smile up at Claire.

Claire’s head was hung back and she was leaning on her elbows. Vince could hear her panting and decided to give her a more intense treatment. He began making patterns and concentric circles around and over her outer and inner pussy lips.

When Claire had begun to moan lazily from the ministrations, Vince would flick his tongue over her clit and lash it from side to side a few times, causing Claire to scream. Vince was suddenly aware of a set of eyes gazing at them from behind him.

He took her clit between his lips then nibbled it lightly with his teeth. Claire shot up with a loud gasp, but Vince grabbed her by the thighs and hauled them up, sending he sprawling back down. He speared her now-soaked pussy with his tongue one last time.

Claire came in waves, her body racked by spasms and her arms flailing and punching the mattress. After a minute or so she calmed down and was panting heavily. Vince chuckled. “Might wanna keep it down. Helen might hear,” He said.

He stood up and turned toward the door. He smiled and winked and the door shut itself. He knelt on the mattress between Claire’s legs. He bought them together and flipped her face down on the bed.

“What’re you doing!?” she asked, half panicked. But Vince ignored the question and lifted her ass. He positioned himself behind her and laid his cock between her well-rounded, perfect ass cheeks.

“I’m granting your wish,” Vince finally said. “I’m going to fuck your brains out,” He heard Claire gasp and then she buried her face in a pillow. Without waiting any longer Vince positioned the head of his cock against her pouting pink lips and shoved.