Chapter 6

“So, what gives ... wait, what’s going on here? Holly, what are you doing?” a blindfolded Luke Beaufort, also tied to his old bed, asked in growing fear as he felt someone drop down on his cock.

No verbal response came, but the note had been from Holly, right? She wanted him to wear the blindfold and let her tie him up, which he did. Luke had no say in the matter, anyway, now, so it was moot. He simply worked his hips with his partner’s and enjoyed her to the hilt. She seemed familiar enough that she had to be Holly, right? Luke had sworn to be faithful to her, not to be like their mutual cousin Dan Logan, the town’s most notorious lecher.

There was still no communication and Luke enjoyed the act, still confident that it was Holly. He let go and relaxed, trusting in his fiancee’s message to him. She was a little wilder and kinkier now that she was pregnant, after all, the sex improving dramatically of late, not that it was bad before. There were still times that Luke missed the sheer slutdom of his own sister, Ellie, but he had promised Holly that those days were over. He was a one-woman man now, right, just as she was a one-man woman?

Every stroke made it that much tougher to hold back, brought Luke nearer still to the point of no return. He felt the incredible wetness and warmth of that fine, familiar pussy, rubbing his cock in all of the right ways, even as some music was put on for the mood. He felt tits waving in his face, felt the kisses of such soft, wet lips on his own, too. He would have cupped that fine ass, too, but he was still bound. Even so, it was some of the best sex of his life.

Luke felt incredible gratitude to his fiancee right then and told his partner, “Oh, God, Holly, you’re the best! Thank you for being such a great lover! I had my real doubts about ending it with Ellie. I hated to do that. She’s my sister and I love her. But you’re definitely making it up to me. You’re amazing!”

“Oh, yeah, well, how will she make it up to me ... other than this?” Ellie declared as she removed the blindfold and revealed to Luke that his own sister mounted and rode him cowgirl-style.

“Ellie? What gives?” Luke panicked, particularly when Ellie squeezed his cock with a vise-like grip and pulled every drop of his cum out of his balls ... and then screamed her powerful climax.

“What, big brother, don’t miss your little sister’s lovin’? Looks like Mr. Happy remembered it fondly at least. For all of its so-called stupidity, your little brain seems more sensible than your big brain. It had the sense to not worry about who owned this pussy. Cutting off your own sister, how could you?” Ellie scolded her brother and pouted at him now.

“But ... I’m engaged ... and you’re married!” Luke complained now.

“Oh, I wouldn’t worry about that, baby! Sweet Polly has a way with girls, I must admit. So Crystal, Tammy, and Nikki, to say nothing of Dan, Denny, and Jeff Bob. I’ve been a little busy, which is why I didn’t catch you until now. I owe you a major apology, for trying to hoard your lovin’, to keep it all to myself. I was so naughty that way.