Amid the dim light filling Dirk's bedroom, Tammy was slowly waking up; her body writhing slowly underneath the light top sheet that covered her up to her shoulders; her body just as naked as when Dirk had carried her into his bedroom earlier that afternoon.
As she peered over the edge of the soft pillow cushioning her auburn-haired head, the fog of sleep scattered away from her mind as she looked for Dirk... only to realize that the other side of his bed was empty and she was alone in her younger brother's room.
Huh? Where did that dork of a brother go?
Twisting around, Tammy reached out and snagged the small alarm clock off the bedside table to raise it to her face; the aqua-green digital faceplate glowed softly, reading 7:39pm.
Oh, fuck, I've nearly slept the whole evening away!
Replacing the clock on the table, she rolled onto her belly, coming to rest in the space previously occupied by Dirk, where she could feel the lingering warmth of his body in the sheets.
That made her snuggle down into the mattress with a soft sigh. Breathing in, she could smell his masculine scent, as well as the tell-tale flavors of both of their sweat and the musk of good sex.
Oh God! I still can't believe what happened today! she thought. I thought today was going to be a total bust when Dirk got the day off.
Shivering pleasantly Tammy pushed the pillow aside to rub her face into the sheets. She replayed the events that had only just occurred mere hours ago -- what with Dirk giving Tammy a subtle-yet-complete seduction by their backyard pool. He teased her pussy to a mind-blowing climax, before he coaxed her naked body into a bent-over position to begin sliding his cock inside her.
This was followed by the surprise arrival of their red-haired cousin Wendy; appearing in the middle of the siblings boiling-hot fuck, right there in the pool. Then, Tammy got her world rocked further, after learning how Wendy had taught the nineteen year-old Dirk the in's-and-out's of sex months ago, before coaxing Tammy to join her in giving Dirk a blow job under the shade of the family gazebo.
The surprises and the sex hadn't stopped there, after Tammy was shocked to further learn that Daniel, her father, had also discovered Dirk and Wendy's secret sexual congress... but rather than be upset, Daniel had joined in with his son and they'd been sharing the sexy redhead's attentions for some time now.
As the vision rolled across her mind, of her buff, forty-plus year-old father -- stripped of his khaki shorts -- standing in front of a kneeling Wendy; as her slim cousin eagerly slurped away on his own raging prick, she smiled at the memory of the big cherry to top the whole incestuous sundae, when her brother carried her into the house and up to his bedroom, with the singular goal to make love to his twenty year-old sister.
Shit! I thought I was going to lose my mind!
Tammy thought. With a giggle, she shook herself.
Actually, I did just that; when Dirk screwed me to the Madras in his own bed!
Sighing, she slowly rubbed her body and limbs against the sheets, relishing the feel as she turned and flopped onto her back to stare up at the ceiling. "Damn, I thought this sort of thing only happened in fuck-tales online," Tammy murmured.
If it happened to anyone else, I'd say they'd be right to be pissed at both Daddy and Dirk for keeping a secret like that!
Tammy thought idly. Then, with a fond smile, she admitted aloud, "Hell, after the fucking I got... mmm! Who could stay mad at the man who screwed their brains out, even if it was their brother?"
With another shimmy, she felt her pussy tingle with the remembered pleasure it had received at the end of Dirk's short-but-thick prick. Even with Dirk being her brother, the young co-ed couldn't wait to have him fucking her pussy again, and soon.
"It's like I never knew what real sexual hunger was, until I got a really good taste of an orgasm made by a great bout of hot lovemaking." Tammy chuckled, only to pause in her musing when she heard a soft rowr emanating from her middle. "Speaking of hunger, I should get something in me more substantial than my brother's cock in me. I haven't eaten real food since before noon!" Sitting up, Tammy threw the sheets off of her bare body and swung her feet over the side of the bed. Looking down at herself, she could see the faint rime of sweat on her skin... as well as get a whiff of herself as she rose to her feet.
"Phew! Eating can wait for a bit," she said, wrinkling her nose. "I'd better grab a shower first..."
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Tammy's shower was quick and brisk; cleansing and hot enough to wake her up completely and refresh her body and mind. After drying off, she donned a clean pair of cotton panties, then wrapped herself up in her favorite bathrobe, idly twisting her long hair up in a high tail as she went downstairs to get something to eat.
Reaching the bottom of the steps, Tammy could smell a toothsome aroma and hear music drifting through the half-open door of the kitchen, just a few feet away from the foot of the stairway. It was a slow, bluesy tune, which was indicative of her father's musical tastes.
Ah! Seems like Daddy must be in his element.
The kitchen was her father's domain, having been their family's sole cook for as long as she or Dirk could remember. She personally had many memories of her father making the family's meals within; some simple, while others as extravagant as ones had in the town's highest quality restaurant.
Well, Daddy's bound to have something delicious in the making!
Padding closer to the kitchen door, she reached out to put a hand on the brass handle--.
"Oooh, yesss."
Tammy jerked to a halt, her ears pricking up as that moan filtered into her brain.
What the--?
Leaning close to the door, she strained to listen over the soft music and soon identified the voice... no, both of the voices. They were rising and falling with every ebb and flow of passion filling each moan and sigh. One was her father's deep baritone, clearly, while the other feminine one was that of her cousin, Wendy.
"What in the world? They can't still be--?" Piqued, Tammy reached out again and gently pushed on the door; making it slide open further. Moving as quietly as she dared, she peered into the kitchen. Her line of sight allowed her to take in the majority of the room -- including the central island, the range top and counter beyond and the double sink that sat before a set of wide, curtain-covered windows -- and it was what she saw that made her freeze once more.
She was correct in that both Daniel and Wendy were both inside, but if she'd thought they'd been long finished with their own sexual activities... well, she found herself quite in the wrong on that score.
