Thanks to all for the amazing feedback! The story of Leslee, Marion, Kathy and Tom continues!...
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Our small reunion party had wound down quickly thereafter, my three sisters being somewhat emotionally drained, and I worn out, with my pyjamas already on owing to the necessity of a clothing change and a bit of a wash. All four of us were buzzed on wine, and had had long days either traveling or working or a combination thereof. The last bottle had gone quickly, and we settled the sleeping arrangements, donned our nightclothes, and bedded down.
Leslee was in the master bedroom, Kathy had the spare bed in the den, Marion took a cot in the laundry room, and I had the hide-a-bed in the living room. I was exhausted, and after brushing my teeth and taking one of the biggest leaks of my life, I quickly fell asleep.
I awakened some time after, confused and a bit disoriented. It was dark, and I thought I heard some kind of motion. I took a second to remember where I was, and I turned my head slightly to see what the cause of the quiet disturbance was.
It took a few moments again to figure out what I was looking at. It was the lean, graceful form of my middle older sister Marion, clad in a shimmery nightshirt that was barely sheer enough to see her white panties through. An accomplished dancer, she was performing an uncharacteristic step for her: a series of shuffles and gyrations accompanied by contorted facial expression. I knew this step well. She was doing the pee pee dance.
I leaned up on my elbow and scratched my head sleepily. "Marion?" I asked, drawing her attention to the fact that I was now awake. "Uh, what's going on?"
"Oh, Tom!" she exclaimed in a loud, rapid whisper. "I didn't know if I should wake you... I didn't know what to do! I'm kind of... um..." She paused and shifted her weight from foot to foot. "It's just, uh, I had a lot of wine, and, um, things were a little... different last night? I just wanted, I mean, did you mean what you said? Do you remember it? About us and the toilet?" She was clearly in bladder distress. I found her apprehensiveness amusing and endearing.
I laughed quietly, then looked her in the eyes. "Marion," I began, "I said it, and I meant every word. You should have just woke me up. How long have you been here?"
"I don't know!" she whispered again. "About five minutes?"
I chuckled again. "Get those panties off and come over here," I said, laying down on my back with my head on the edge of the bed. My penis stirred to life and quickly began hardening. I pleasant rush flowed through my body as I recalled the events of just a few hours ago -- I felt elated and brimming with anticipation. My heart rate increased as Marion whipped her panties down in a blink and turned to face her butt towards me.
"Oh, lord, Tom, thank you!" she breathed as she squatted her bald muff over my face and lowered it to my mouth. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" she groaned as a massive blast of urine shot into my gaping mouth. I gently grabbed her hips and started sucking. In the blink of an eye, my mouth was full; I gulped down my first wonderful taste of her sour piss and began chugging, opening my throat to consume the torrent of nectar she was cascading into me. I couldn't believe the volume and flow of pee she was producing. I chugged furiously and determinedly to keep up -- I didn't want to make a mess, and I also didn't want to waste a single precious drop of the fruits of her kidneys and bladder.
"Ooooooh," she breathed as glorious relief flooded her being. She was trembling now; I could feel the vibrations. "Ooh, God, oh my God," she muttered. "Oh my God, Tom, oh my God. It's so good. Oh, God, I feel so good... Thank you, thank you, thank you..."
Her flow had slowed now, so I could keep up with ease. I was in heaven. In between gulps of piss, I flicked my tongue over her clit and the entrance to her urethra, licking and tasting all the wondrousness of her urination in its entirety. I wanted to ingest every bit of everything that she had to offer, and more. Now there were only intermittent squirts entering my mouth, so I began sucking on her mound with slowly increasing intensity. She was gasping, her breath laboured and her muscles clenched. She was trembling from head to toe. I could sense that her orgasm was close. I reached around with my right hand up to her belly, and pressed down hard and began massaging her bladder. Her stomach muscles were coiled like steel cables.
"Mmmm!" she moaned as she bit her lower lip. She gasped quickly, and went into spasm. "MMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!" she growled, desperately trying to keep from screaming out loud, then she started bucking on my face. I held her in place at her hips and continued pushing hard on her bladder as I sucked on her clit with full force. She came with ferocious vigour, grinding her pussy down onto my mouth as I vacuumed her vulva with all the strength I had.
Finally she ceased thrusting, gasped out and began panting rapidly as she tried to get her breath back. "Oh, my God, oh, my God," she just kept repeating. Her eyes opened and I could see tears slowly creeping down her cheeks. She rolled off me and fairly collapsed next to me on the hide-a-bed. My hardon was a raging pillar of flesh, leaking precum and struggling against the sheets. Marion put her arm around my chest and cuddled up to me, still quaking and trembling in the aftermath of her release.
"That good, Mari?" I asked her with a chuckle.
"Oh, Tom, oh Tom, you have no idea. I don't know what to do. It was so much better than the best. I never even dreamed it could be so hot. I've never come like that in my life -- except maybe for earlier tonight. I mean, I've had good orgasms, but that was something else. Like love, like pure love or something. I probably sound weird. You have no idea what I'm babbling about, do you?"
"Actually, I think I know exactly what you're talking about," I said. "I came twice last night, right after another, in my pants. I don't think I've ever come in my pants before, ever. I've had some, like, wet dreams, but not since I was a teenager. This, was something else. This was new."
"Oh, Tom, what do we do? We're brother and sister! And Leslee, and Kathy... We're all siblings! This is so... confusing!"
"Look, Mari," I said honestly, "I don't care if we are related directly or not. This is special, this is pure. I'm not going to give this up for any stupid taboos or societal niceties. I had an epiphany last night. I'm changed. And for the better. If we all enjoy this, that's our business."
Marion's eyes welled up with tears again. She smiled a searching smile at me. "I'm so sorry for how we treated you. I don't know that I can ever make that right. I'm so grateful for what you've done for me here. Words can't explain. Thank you so, so much Tom. Thank you for being understanding... I'd be lost if you were hurt or angry..."
I just laughed as I gently hugged her. "Nope. No hurt or anger. I'm a new man. And uh, I've also got a little problem here... Do you mind if I take care of that?"
"Oh, Tom, wow! Of course not! I mean, can I watch? Is that too weird?"
I laughed again. "After what went down over the last day? Hardly!" I pulled my pyjamas down and encircled my throbbing prick. "You okay with this?"
"Yeah, yeah, for sure! Wow, you have a big cock!" She giggled. "I bet all the girls say that, huh?"
"I've heard it a few times," I mused, jerking my dick hard and fast. My breathing quickened. "This isn't going to take long!" I stated.
"Oh, yeah, do it! Let me see!" she encouraged me, wiping the tears from her face and watching in wide-eyed interest.
