When we woke up in the morning things were... awkward. Neither of us knew what to say or do. In my opinion it was one of the craziest best nights of my life. I loved it. I loved being inside of her. I loved filling her cunt entirely. But it was more than that. I also loved her. In that moment in that night. I really did. I still love my wife! I still am crazy about her! I can't love two women at the same time, and sisters to make matters even easier.
The morning was rough, but Emma and I powered through the awkwardness. By the next night we had solved the problem. It was clear we just weren't going to talk about it. We were going to act like nothing happened and live our lives as friends and brother/sister in law once more. I guess I was on board with that. It was definitely easier than confronting the issue.
We hiked. We swam. I hid boners. It was a pretty fun weekend once we had gotten through everything. That is until the very last hike. We were at the top of a mountain in a totally natural place. Emma's ass was really working on the way up the mountain, and I just wanted to rip off her clothes and take her there. Good idea right?
Nah.
So we just sat there. On the mountain. Her looking out to the view and me just gazing at her, her body, her face, her hair, her legs-
"David." She laughs easily and her face beams. "Stop staring."
"Sorry Emma."
"So... should we talk about what happened? How we-"
"Um..." my voice was strained and high pitched. I was definitely comfortable with this conversation. "Great..."
"I don't think-" she started but didn't finish that thought. Her words trailed from her lips. Those lips.
"Yeah. Maybe we just-"
"Go back to normal? I mean. We have to! Right? We can't. It was a one time thing. It has to have been."
"Yeah. This would ruin everything with Sarah. For both of us."
"Is it fair to her?"
Of course not Emma. None of this is fair to anyone!
"No. It isn't." I said it. I shouldn't have. I should have eased her concerns, but I didn't.
We sat there. In silence. The act of what we did, the enormity of it all, it washed over us in this quiet place. Serene and surreal. It was just a moment and it didn't really resolve anything, but it is what it is. So we stood up, walked down the mountain, and cleaned up camp. The weekend was over, the trip was over, and all ideas of me being a good person was over.
It all happened so slowly the night it happened, and the rest of the trip flew by. Until the bus trip back, which was just as packed as on the way there. The only difference is that Emma didn't hesitate to sit in my lap. This time I sat down and she immediately got on me.
She leaned back and I felt her lips brush my ear as she whispered, "It's crowded. Do you mind?" Do I mind? Hell if I know! But christ your ass is amazing.
I shouldn't have thought that because the moment I did I could feel my friend start to wake up. This made Emma shift slowly from side to side on my lap. It caused her skirt to ride up a little.
"It doesn't seem like you do" she whispered as she continued to gyrate.
Jesus! "Jesus."
"You know. Maybe. Maybe we could have fun one more time. Just a little. Here on this bus."
That was all I needed. I put my hands on her thighs as she leaned back into me. She melted into me as I slid my right hand up her thigh and up her skirt.
"What if someone notices Emma?"
"Then they're gonna get a show. I'm wet as fuck and I need your cock in me right now." She lifted her ass for a moment just to undo my zipper and release the beast.
No arguments here. I lifted her up as she leveraged her weight off me by leaning into my chest.
"David" she gasped into my ear, "please. I need you to-"
I cut her off by putting the tip in. Her panties slid to the side and the back of her skirt pushed up. This was weird. What were we doing. We weren't subtle we were gyrating, we were smelly, we were in heaven. But I ignored everything in my head telling me to stop and slid my cock deep inside of Emma. Her cunt wrapped around my cock pulsating in heat and as wet as the ocean.
"Fuuuuuuuuck David. Fuck my tight little cunt. Fuck me like I'm your slut."
I wanted to get a little weird. I grabbed her face.
"Emma you aren't my slut. You're just a slut. One of many. Just another whore to play with and throw away."
She fell back into me as I thrust with each word.
"Oooooooooh. Oooooooooh yeah"
I looked around as her moaning got louder. People were starting to shift and look at us uncomfortably. Three people in particular: a man standing near us, an older woman sitting next to us, and an unbelievably hot 18-20 year old blonde on the other side of us. She leaned forward and looked up Emma's skirt and then hurriedly went back.