Thank you, readers, for sending email messages requesting this sequel. With your encouragement, I am pleased to add this unit to literotica.com. I hope you enjoy it.
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"You're serious! Uncle John and Aunt Rita are brother and sister! Mom's brother and sister!"
Fanny looked at me with a silly grin. "Yes. Mom told me when we had our talk. She said we should call them. They can help us deal with some of the stuff that is ahead of us."
Not that we were doing poorly in school, we weren't. However, we were now motivated in many new ways to be our very best. Fanny was very athletic and worked her way into a starter position on the basketball team.
The end of the basketball season was approaching for Fanny and the end of the semester was coming up soon. We'd have almost two months before the next semester.
With that time available to us we made arrangements to see our uncle and aunt John and Rita.
John and Rita live about 500 miles away. They have their interior remodel and design company and work out of their converted barn on 600 acres of mostly wooded areas. A few cleared fields are here and there that served as part of their contribution to the local farmers market.
They would not answer any of our questions until we were face to face. That left us a bit apprehensive.
"Steph, what are they going to tell us. Will it be all the bad stuff that can happen between sibling lovers?" Fanny was sniffling back some tears.
"Listen, Fanny, if mom told you we should talk to them, it can't be all bad." I held her close and nibbled on her neck until she began responding to me.
I am still amazed by how quickly Fanny gets aroused. She was pressing against me and as my hands slid down her back to her jeans covered butt, Fanny moaned loudly. "Quick, Steph, take me to bed."
We didn't make it to bed.
Fanny stood up and moved to take my hands. I did not let her achieve her goal. Her athletic shorts hung loosely on her hips. I avoided taking her hands rather, I grabbed the hem of her shorts and gave them a swift tug. Fanny's pussy glistened into view. I adjusted my posture so I sat facing Fanny directly, my eyes were about her navel level.
I lunged my face at her secret garden and my tongue tasted her nectar. Fanny was not holding back a bit. She braced herself against my shoulders and pressed hard onto my tongue. Only seconds elapsed before she released all savory mixture. Her loud cries were the telltale evidence that she had a big cum.
Fanny didn't drop to her knees. It was more like a collapse. I had to catch her weight as her whole body relaxed after a rocking orgasm.
I pulled her close, held her at my chest. I was in an emotional paradise for the few minutes Fanny rested against me. I whispered a simple, "I love you, Fanny."
Fanny began to snuggle more intently, wantingly. She began to shift down to sit on her calves. Her hands tugged at my shorts until the root of my passion came free to her grasp.
Her hot breath and gently touch were quickly replaced by tight lips and grasping fingers. Fanny was jerking me and sucking me into a crescendo. I didn't hold back either.
"Now!" And my load went off into Fanny's gulping mouth.
We made it to the bedroom where we began anew with real foreplay, necking, and petting.
Fanny took control by mounting me slowly. At first, teasing her clit and backing away. She reached a point that rubbing herself wasn't enough. Fanny took just my glans and backed off. She did this until she was almost glassy-eyed.
The point at which Fanny knew the time was right came and slid me fully in and cried out wildly as she came again.
Each of my hands gripped a globe of her butt and pulled hard as possible to bury myself at depth and turn loose another blast of cum to mingle with her's.
"Steph, thanks for holding me and whispering you love me."
Our biological twin connection burst into life. Fanny let me in so completely, I felt her feeling my cock in her. More! I felt her great love being poured from an endless reserve.
Through our connection, I shared a mental image of an ultrasound when mom was pregnant. We were wrapped arm in arm facing each other. The headshot seemed to confirm we were kissing. I let my vision flow through our biological connection and hoped she received me in the way I received her.
Her reply came through the reaction of her body. Though we were not rocking against each other, and I was just barely contained in her, Fanny had a cum.
After our hardcore lovemaking, I was depleted and deflated. My cock released itself from Fanny's warm grip. I felt the warmth of our mixture dribble from her vagina, down my wilted cock, and over my balls.
