"Hi there."
"Oh... shit!" Tammy breathed, looking up from where she was; bent over in waist-deep water, in her family's pool, while being fucked steadily by her younger brother, Dirk.
We are in for it now!
There on the concrete rim of the pool, kneeling in a green, string bikini and a pair of low-heeled sandals, was the last person the young college student ever expected to catch her getting fucked... especially in the middle of her family's backyard, no less!
"Now, Tammy!" the scantily-clad young woman grinned, her Cupid's bow lips parting, showing her white teeth in a casual smile. "Is that any way to greet your best cousin?"
From behind Tammy, Dirk rumbled a laugh as he smiled, "Hey, Wendy-girl!"
Tammy shook her russet-haired head, blinking as she stared with icy dread at her cousin. "Wendy?! Wh-what are you-?"
"What am I doing here? Well, today was such a bore-fest over at my place, so I decided to come crash over here and catch some rays." She gave Tammy a telling smile. "From the looks of things, I'd say you caught more than a few sunbeams today!"
Tammy sputtered, unable to form a cohesive response to Wendy's jibe; which was partially due to her state of shock, but mostly due to the fact her brother was still fucking her, in spite of them being caught red-face starkers!
"It's best not to talk, Tam-Tam," Wendy crooned, using the pet name she'd called Tammy for nearly all their life. "At this point, I'll wager words are... meaningless!" The short redhead glanced up at Dirk, who was still thrusting slow and steady into Tammy, and winked at him. "How's she feel, baby?"
Dirk rumbled as he smiled, "Tight as a glove, and just juicy as good piece of sweet fruit!"
Tammy gasped and shot a look over her shoulder, her passions somewhat cooled by the presence of their cousin. "Dirk!"
He gave her an apologetic grin. "Why lie about it, honey?" he said, giving her quim a slow stir as he held his cock inside her. "You're so hot on me, I'm practically gonna melt!"
Wendy leaned to the side, clearly watching as Dirk thrust his hard-nosed cock inside Tammy's puss. "Ahh, using the 'four-points' approach, hm?" she asked, a pleased look on her face. "That's a good boy!"
"I learned from the best," Dirk said warmly, before he saw the questioning, surprised look on his sister's face. Nodding, he added, "You wanted to know earlier, well... meet my sexual instructor, honey."
Turning back to look at Wendy, Tammy shot her a gaze that went from shock and horror, to one of icy coolness.
Wendy only shrugged and smiled back. "Hey, the boy has the goods," she offered, holding up one hand as if to indicate the situation Tammy was currently in as proof. "He just needed a little... personal instruction, before he let himself go wild on some, poor gal."
Tammy shook herself, trying to work out what was seeping into her brain, while her body was still responding to Dirk. "But, what... how? When?"
Wendy's expression softened a bit. "I guess this is a bit much to swallow... but, if you'll listen to the why, then you'll understand," she said. Slipping back so that she was now sitting on her rump, Wendy looked at Dirk pointedly. "Baby, let up for a bit until we get your sister here on the same page, 'kay?"
"Yeah, I guess so." Tammy felt Dirk slow and suddenly pull his thick dick from her puss; moaning as her inner muscles tried to keep him from leaving her still-vibrating quim. Before she could recover, Dirk had slipped by her and hoisted himself onto the edge of the pool, before reaching down to hook both hands underneath her arms. With little effort, he lifted her naked body from the water and set her down across his legs, cradling her in his arms as they both faced their cousin; all out in the open air, with the sun still beaming down on their wet bodies.
Saddling up close to them, Wendy propped herself up on one arm as she regarded both siblings; her blue eyes filled with a slight touch of wistfulness, as she began speaking. "Okay, first off, let me start by saying that nothing that happened -- or happens -- is going any further than the front door of that house."
Tammy nodded in agreement. "Oh God, that would just ruin Dad, if it did!"
A flicker of an enigmatic look flashed across Wendy's face, but it was gone as she said, "So, with that said, let me explain why I taught your little brother everything he knows about pleasing his partner. Believe me, it's not something I planned-."
"Ah-huh, and I should believe you, why?" Tammy challenged.
"Listen to the story, before you judge me... us, that is," Wendy said simply. Shifting, she stretched out her long, slim legs and crossed them at the ankle. "It all started about six months ago, not long after the big St. Valentine's Dance at Dirk's school."
Tammy looked over at Dirk, who just smiled encouragingly as he rubbed one of his hands softly on her shoulder. "Okay... I think I remember about that," she replied, frowning in thought for a moment before asking, "Wasn't that some big to-do for you, Dirk?"
"I'll answer that," Wendy said. "Dirk had planned to take Sarah Middleton to that dance, since she was his main squeeze at the time." The redhead shifted so she was more comfortable, then she went on: "Dirk had the whole night planned to the nines; big limousine, fancy dinner before hand at Delmonaco's and a big party at a friend's house afterwards for him, his buddies and their dates."
Tammy nodded. Yeah, I can remember that! "Dirk had really outdone himself, from what I heard from Dad afterwards," she admitted.
"Yeah, your little brother wanted to really impress Sarah," Wendy said, giving Dirk another warm smile before she sighed deeply. "Unfortunately, everything went all kaput at the party... 'cause that's when Lil' Miss Sarah found out our stud here was then, as they sometimes say, still 'green' to the ways of pleasing a woman."
Tammy gasped, staring hard at both her cousin and then her brother. "No way!"
Dirk gave her an apologetic cough and smile. "Yeah, hard to believe it, hm?"
"Well, Sarah didn't, but when it proved true she practically embarrassed Dirk in front of his friends," Wendy said softly. "She walked out of the bedroom they'd ensconced themselves in, and told everyone -- loudly, I might add -- that she wasn't there to screw a wet-nosed virgin boy!" Shaking her head with a mildly cross motion, she added, "Pretty much blew Dirk's social status for weeks, with that little stunt."
Tammy felt herself go cold, then hot as she got mad over what had been done. "That, little... geezus!" She looked at Dirk and gave him a wan smile. "I almost can't believe she did something like that!"
"Well, it busted me up bad, back then," Dirk admitted, before he sighed and gave Tammy a hug. "Water's under that bridge, now... no need to get upset over it."
Tammy returned the hug. "Well, true, but-?"
"In any case," Wendy cut her protest off, giving Tammy a nudge with one sandal-clad foot to her thigh. "Afterwards, Dirk was pretty eaten-up about Sarah's little declaration... so much so, I was surprised when even an offer from me to drive him around after school, got any enthusiasm out of the boy." She leaned forward and gave him a fond look. "So, I offered to sit him down and discuss what the problem was... even under the threat of tickle-torture!"
At that, Tammy had to grin, since she knew already how ticklish Dirk got sometimes. "So, is that when it happened?"
"Actually, no," Wendy admitted. "We sat and talked -- though getting the truth was like pulling crocodile teeth for a bit -- and, he eventually told me the whole story." Sitting up and folding her legs lotus-style, she added, "Made me mad to hear what had happened, too... but, ultimately, I decided getting mad at Sarah wasn't going to fix the problem.
"Nor was just giving Dirk a lot of platitudes and words from the heart going to solve it, either." Wendy gave Tammy a frank, open stare. "So, I offered to find someone to help Dirk out. Break him in easy, and not break him down while they were at it."
Tammy nodded, listening as she absently reached over to take one of Dirk's hands; cradling it in both of hers, with a loving touch. Dirk responded by giving her hands a squeeze with his large one.
"At first, my idea was to just suggest one of my friends whom I could trust," Wendy stated. "Dirk was nervous about that."
"Like you can't believe," Dirk said somberly.
"So, we batted some other ideas around between us," Wendy continued, "until Dirk made the off-hand comment that he felt the most comfortable talking about sex with me, so... why not have me show him the ropes?"
Tammy gave her slim cousin a wide-eyed look. "And, that's when... you two-?"
"To be honest, again... no, not just then. It was actually a month later, because... well, for one thing, I wasn't too keen on sucking face with my cousin," Wendy admitted, if with a touch of sheepishness. "I mean, even as good-looking as he is, it was still that whole incest thing. Still, whenever he or I were together, one of us would mention it... and, after a time, I decided 'why not?'." She gave Dirk a warm look just then, letting one hand drop to her tummy, idly stroking the pale skin there as she said, "I mean, he deserved to lose his cherry to someone that cared enough, and knew enough to not make little of the whole deal.
"So, I had him come over to my apartment one night, and we had a quiet dinner, and-"