Sinners All Even Then

In the morning Emma appeared to be still fast asleep when I broke our cuddle and slipped out from under our covers.

I got quickly dressed and stoked up the oven for breakfast and some warmth when Emma would get up. Then, I took the almost empty water jar from the oven. After Emma's exhibitionistic lengthy wash last night, it needed a refill at the water trough outside. On the way, I stopped for a relieving piss at the hut's pit toilet.

At the trough, I first splashed the ice-cold water over my face and washed off the lingering smell of our last night's lovemaking. When I had filled the water jar and turned, I saw Emma. Standing in the doorway of the hut, she blinked into the morning sun.

Although she had a towel and washcloth in her hand, she made no attempt to cover her total nakedness as she raised her arms and stretched her lovely tits with a yawn into the sun's rays. And then she skipped to the trough and shivering and screaming splashed the trough's water over her body. Turning to me and grinning, she ladled and rubbed a few handfuls of the ice-cold water onto her pussy.

"You won't have a photo, Tom, but remember," she shouted as she run back into the hut, "anything your Kate did up here, I could do better!"

When I followed into the hut, Emma was out of sight in the back room. I heard her welling up laughter as she, still shivering, dried herself and got dressed. And then, Emma restored order in the backroom, stripping and packing up the bedclothes from the bunks and our playpen, while I made our breakfast of toast and fried eggs and coffee.

She cheerfully joined me. As in everything with Emma, her appetite matched mine. Then, while sipping her coffee, she reached for the five photos -- the three of Kate and the two of the hunting-guests of Helmut -- that he had left last evening on the table.

Suddenly serious, she said:

"You know, Tom, I am as guilty as Kate and Helmut for having started their affair."

I was puzzled, especially how the picture of two hunters could have triggered this response from Emma.

"How come? What were you guilty of?"

Emma hesitated and blushed, "The relationship between Kate, Helmut, and me was from the beginning sexually charged. I liked it and used it, in my battle with Helmut. But what brought them finally together -- with Kate already engaged to Hannes - was my sluty doing."

"When Helmut took over his father's firm, I had been away from home for five years. In establishing new and renewing old contacts with relatives and friends, Kate, my cousin like you, became a close friend.

"I liked Kate, but at only eighteen years old I would not have chosen her as a close friend. It was her that attached herself to us as a regular companion. As I had no female friends, I eventually was grateful for Kate's companionship.

"I must also admit that I was both flattered and amused that she sought my company for the same reasons other local women and past friends seemed to shun me.

"Kate, as I found out, was strongly attracted by Helmut's and my speculated-about, sexually exciting past and lifestyle. She admired Helmut for being a masterful man and me for being, she thought, his femme fatale. She openly confessed that she wanted to be a woman like me, and not a boring good girl.

"It was the challenge of Kate's 'good girl' pose that made me tell her spicily enhanced stories about my premarital and marital sexual adventures. Especially the stories about my Egyptian dress had for Kate a special appeal.

"When I said that Helmut made me wear it, always naked underneath, at certain parties. I told her how much it turned me on to walk around in my see-through dress before Helmut's horny friends; men who could pant and ogle at my nakedness, but never touch or fuck me. Kate got excited; she blushed and admitted she wished she was me.

"As I did not tell her about my falling out with Helmut, Kate asked me, when I would wear such a dress again.

"I disappointed her by saying 'Never', and plausibly explained, that with Helmut being now a local businessman, we had to be respectable, and I had to be decently dressed when local guests were invited.

"It did not satisfy Kate. When I eventually wore it at the Christmas party with your family -- unplanned and to annoy Helmut -- Kate hated the large bra and panties I had on underneath. Sometime after, blushing and stuttering, she eventually asked me to put it on naked for a party of just us three."

Emma paused to take a sip of Enzian, perhaps to strengthen her resolve to tell all. I joined her, being spellbound by what I was learning, both about Emma and my model sister.

"I straight-out refused Kate's wish for such a party. It would have dangerously changed the already peculiarly strained relationship between us three. Since I had humiliated Helmut in Val d'Isere, shortly before we returned home, our sex life had deteriorated into a state of cold war.

"And now there was luscious Kate, fatally enamoured by Helmut. And he, partly flattered, had started to use her infatuation to provoke me. He hoped to make me jealous and to force me back into my previous submission to his sexual needs.

"In a deliberate campaign, Helmut began to treat Kate as his sexual playmate. Whenever she came -- and she did more and more often -- he grasped her for longer and longer welcoming hugs, gropes and kisses. While she was with us, his attention -- and more and more his hands -- were on her. He did not ignore my presence. While taking to me and smiling, he would pull Kate down on his lap, or playfully smack her bottom, or, with his arm around her, quite openly cup a breast to pinch Kate's nipple into a shamelessly perky prominence. Sitting next to her at the table, one of his hands was often under it.

"Kate, quickly and -- to my eye -- hotly aroused by Helmut's blatant groping, glanced initially questioningly at me. Noticing that I was neither shocked nor looking away, and that I continued talking to Helmut and her as if nothing unusual was happening, made her believe that I approved.

"Kate probably believed that she was now - and she loved the idea -- a partner in our -- she imagined - free and now open to her sexual relationship.

"I certainly wanted to disappoint Helmut by the amused disinterest with which I watched his groping of Kate. While it was a studied reaction, I was surprised that I felt no jealousy nor saw in Kate a rival. Far from hating her, we remained quite intimately close."

Emma paused and refilled her coffee cup. Then, looking questioningly at me, she asked, "Do you think I should have warned Kate that Helmut and I were using her?"

"Shouldn't you have done it? Why didn't you?" I asked, almost angrily.

"Because Kate was not an innocent child, that Helmut and I had to seduce," Emma snorted, "she was a slut like I, joining us knowingly, getting her own kicks out of our game.

"While all sexual intercourse between Helmut and I had stopped, their peculiar dalliance continued. Not only that, but it had intensified into a -- for them and me -- perversely arousing game. Helmut often almost stripped a happily complying Kate in my presence. And I could watch as Kate's -- more so than mine - voluptuously tits and her glorious ass twitched and squirmed in Helmut's possession-taking grasp.

"Up to then, I still don't think they were fucking. Even so, wasn't Kate offering herself like a promiscuous slut? She was already engaged to marry Hannes.

"Feeling justified, when an unexpected opportunity offered, I used it to bring our quandary to a head.

"Helmut had recently bought the hunt and had invited two German engineers, with whom he had worked on a project years earlier and was still professionally connected, to join him on a shoot.

"Kate was present when he told me that he had invited them for dinner after the shoot. Turning to me,he said that I would probably remember them from a party four years ago. Then, suddenly grinning, he added that I should again wear my favourite dress for the occasion. Momentarily shocked, I did not give him the answer he deserved.

"When Helmut had gone, an excited Kate asked me if I remembered the party and the men, and if I really would wear my dress this time again. And then, almost breathless, she asked if she could come to the party too.

"I laughed it off but then an idea began to form in my mind.

"I told Kate I would wear such a revealing dress at the party only if she wore one too. If she agreed, she had to keep it a secret from Helmut. Kate excitedly agreed.

"She did not realise that I wanted to hurt Helmut's pride and reputation by putting his Kate, together with me, naked on show. And that, perhaps, with only two men to excite and possibly seduce, Helmut would be the left-out male in our game.

"During the two days, the men were up on the hunt, I coached Kate in the secrets of the dress. I still had five such caftans in the wardrobe. They were the last of Helmut's last order.

"With Kate sitting on the bed, I stripped naked and slipped into the dress. At first before the window, I gave her a lesson in how I, sexily but not deliberately like a stripper, showed off my tits, ass, and pussy. Then, before the lit lamps in the living room, I taught Kate how to move in and out of their light and how to give the viewers the most turning-on, teasing glimpses.

"Kate was spellbound. And I must admit that I enjoyed her delighted applause. So, I slipped out of the dress and told her to strip too. Kate blushed but undressed. When I helped her into the dress I had worn, I realised that one size did not fit all.

"Although Kate was as tall as I and well proportioned, she was heavier built. I had to force the caftan's light cloth first over her shoulders, and then over her firm tits and voluptuous ass before pulling it down to her ankles. I saw immediately that on Kate, the dress revealed much more in the shade than it had ever done on me.

"When I put Kate in the window, she took my breath away. She had magnificent breasts crowned by nipples and aureoles bigger and a darker pink than mine. The dark triangle of her bush reached up a third of her belly. Side on, her narrow waist flowed into the voluptuous roundness of her ass.

"When I told her to lean on the windowsill and spread her legs, I half expected a refusal. But Kate only giggled back at me as she bent forward; spreading her legs seductively, the slitted hillock of her pussy glowed under the transparent cloth.

"My too-small dress turned Kate into a walking temptation; she was a beautiful, an irresistible harlot.

"For what I had planned, it pleased me greatly.

Unlike this dress on me, on her, her tits and ass were already sexily contoured when she stood in the shade. The men at our party would leer at her from the start. And then in the light, she would give them shamelessly all. Unlike me, her being naked under her dress would not come as a surprise to the men. And because she was not the host's wayward but -- only up to now, I had decided -untouchable wife, they would think she was there to be taken."

I could not help it -- Kate was my sister. I interrupted the flow of Emma's story and heatedly asked:

"Weren't you cruel in deceiving and exposing Kate like that? She was your friend and trusted you!"

"Was I cruel with innocent Kate?" Emma laughed.... "What I was doing was aimed at Helmut, to hurt him through Kate. And Tom, didn't her carrying on with my husband -- even if I seemed to tolerate it -- make her already a promiscuous slut? Besides, the two men were foreign strangers whom Kate would never see again. No harm was done to her if it turned into a one-night stand."

Emma leaned back, knowing I would have no answer, and continued:

"At that stage, when she showed off her pussy, Kate had not seen herself in the dress. I wanted to make sure that she was not naively innocent about how she looked and the reaction she was going to provoke.

"So, I took her to my bedroom. I pulled open the curtain and opened the wardrobe doors with the mirrors inside. Then I stood Kate, with me still naked at her side, into the light streaming in through the window.

"Kate gasped and cried out in surprise. When I whispered how irresistible sexy she was going to be in this dress if she was brave enough to wear it and move like I taught her before, Kate started to sway her hips and tent the thin cloth with her outrageous nipples.

"I, naked as I was, began to move. I arched out my tits, wiggled my ass, bend and twisted, and then, suddenly daring all, I flashed my -- by then -- excitedly swollen pussy at the mirror. And Kate, with bursts of excited laughter joined me. Soon, with her eyes fixed on our bodies in the mirrors, I happily noted that Kate outdid me in the lascivious suggestiveness of her moves.

"The next day the men returned from the hunt. Only Helmut dropped briefly in. He told me that he had dropped the shot deer in at our butcher to be skinned and cut up, and that the meat would be ready for Mrs. Ruf to pick up at lunch time. Mrs. Ruf, a retired professional cook, would, as always when we had guests, prepare the dinner. It meant, that Kate and I, in playing the hostesses, could welcome our guests and then serve them the prepared dinner while we were already practically undressed for their later enjoyment.

"Helmut, after attending to business matters in the afternoon, had arranged to meet the two German engineers, Simon and Kurt, in their hotel and walk with them to our nearby house.

"Kate and I were ready. She had come early, excited but also, she told me, worrying how Helmut would react. Once we were in our dresses and we decided against putting on a sluttish makeup, Kate relaxed. It should have warned me that she had a different plan from mine.

"When the men arrived, and Helmut called my name, Kate and I stepped bravely in the hallway to welcome and be introduced to our guests. In the dim light our dresses were not transparent. I, I knew, was still a picture of cool elegance. But Kate, with the firm roundness of her boobs crowned by her excited nipples pressing against the cloth was, as she smiled at them, already a walking temptation.

"On seeing her, Helmut's face had coloured, but his voice was icily steady as he introduced me as his wife and, hesitating for a moment, Kate as my cousin. Then, labouring for control, he turned away from us, and explained to Simon and Kurt how pleased he was that Kate would join our party, and that I had lend her, for this occasion, one of my favourite dresses. Helmut seemed to wink at them as he asked, if they remembered my revealing dress from the party four years ago. Then, giving me a withering look, Helmut turned to lead us into the living room for predinner drinks.

"The men sat down. Helmut, as he Lord of the Manor, unquestioningly expected that Kate and I would serve the drinks. His show of arrogance fitted my intentions. I had, in preparation, already turned on the various lights in the room. In moving around while we chatted and offered and replenished the drinks, allowed Kate and me, while we swayed and turned and bent over the men, to put our sexy assets in the most temptingly revealing light.

"Paradoxically, Helmut's claim that our joining them practically naked was entirely my choice, implying that he neither knew nor wanted it, liberated me from all restraints.

"I noticed that Simon, unlike Kurt, seemed much more interested in me than in the more voluptuous, and apparently, more promiscuous Kate. He was an attractive, well-spoken man. Standing close to him as he told me he was just going through his divorce, Simon stroked very gently up my leg. While he stopped short of my ass, it gave my pussy a pleasant tingle. I liked him and decided there and then, not to leave him unrewarded.

"Having talked her into our adventure, I kept an eye on Kate even while I was tempted to press a buttock into Simon's too shy hand. Her obvious enjoyment in showing herself off did not surprise me. By the bulge in his trousers, she especially entranced Kurt. But while she clearly liked turning him on with her sexy tits and the sway of her ass, Kate's desires were elsewhere. She bent over Kurt and let her tit almost touch his face as she poured him smiling a drink. But she spread her legs as widely as the dress allowed, to flash -- as I had taught her -- a cheekily wriggling ass and her plumb pussy beneath it at Helmut.

"Kate and I were, of course, expected to serve dinner. In setting the table, I assumed that Kate and I would sit next to our guests, while they sat on either side of Helmut, who would sit at the head of the table. But when the men sat down, Helmut reserved the chair on his right for Kate. Effectively claiming her as his, Kurt was discouraged from making an advance. However, it must have disappointed Kate. No longer courted by Kurt, Helmut ignored her. Throughout the meal, his eyes were not on her but demandingly on me.

"While the men continued their conversation about their work and shared war experiences they had started over drinks, I did my sly best to keep Simon's attention on me. I shed one shoe. As my toes slipped under his pants and caressingly up his calf, at the end of dinner he was sufficiently encouraged to put a hand on my thigh. When we got up from the table that had sheltered us -- unnecessarily so, according to me - from Helmut's searching eyes, to return to the living room, he whispered, 'Are you going to sit with me, Emma? God, I want you, if only you weren't...'

"Because Helmut was close enough to see it, I let my hand drop to Simon's crotch to cup his, I admit it, tempting me cock. Without suppressing my voice, I smiled at him and replied, 'Don't worry, Simon, I'm a free woman. I will do as I please.'

"In the living room, Helmut and Kurt sat down in chairs. Simon, who had followed me, put an arm around me as we sat down on the sofa. As his hand closed over my breast, I turned and kissed him. It stopped all talk. A sideway glance as I twisted my body closer into Simon's embrace assured me that Helmut glared at me. Kurt's eyes were on Kate, who momentarily lost, flattered around from the shade into the lights, before she sidled up to Helmut. And he grabbed her quite violently and pulled her on his lap.

"My plan had gone wrong. I wanted the evening to end with Kate and I fucking Helmut's companions with him left to look on, unable to call a halt. I feared that Kurt, embarrassed by being left out and having to watch Kate pressing her tits into Helmut's face as his hand slid up her dress, would decide to leave. And, as they had come together, Simon would, most likely, join him.

"I could not let it happen, would not let Helmut win. So, I freed myself from Simon's embrace with the explanation that we could not leave Kurt sitting alone in his chair. Leaning seductively back on the sofa, with one hand still claiming Simon's erection as mine, I spread my legs and arched out my breasts to invite Kurt to join us. And he did.

"I was not reluctantly acting the slut, Tom. I had decided there and then that I would suck their cocks and they could fuck me both. What I had never been allowed when Helmut paraded me naked at his parties - and I often hotly imagined - I would finally enjoy.

"It turned into an orgy and a contest. As I, alternatively pleasured Simon's and Kurt's cocks, Helmut glared at me while he rammed angrily his cock into Kate's mouth. When he saw Kurt rolling up my dress to free my pussy and ass, to fuck me from behind while I sucked Simon's cock, Helmut tore Kate's dress off her body as he pulled her down to ride his spearing up rod.

"I could not resist. Freeing myself from our amorous entanglement, I stood up. Facing Helmut, I pulled and wriggled out of my hindering dress and swayed my body at him. It fired up my lovers and their grasping hands pulled me down onto the sofa. Kneeling, with my mouth and hands on Simon's cock and balls, Kurt was first in fucking me with deep, deliciously filling-me strokes that made me whimper and moan. He did not last long. Being considerate, he withdrew and sprayed his cum onto the sofa. And I, without thinking, now mounted Simon. And as I rammed my already hot-fucked cunt down on his well-sucked, rock-hard cock, I saw that Helmut had stood up. With an angry stare towards us, he pulled Kate out of the room, slamming the door behind him.