My sister Becki and I were cleaning the kitchen after breakfast, she asked," Have you thought anymore about my question?"
The night before she had asked, "When are you going to tell her you've been boinking her mom?"
"Yeah, it keeps running through my mind. As well as my own question, when am I going to tell her Mom I've been boinking her daughter?"
"Her" is my cousin and maybe half-sister Cindi, "her mom" is my Aunt Kieli.
It scared the bejesus out of me knowing I couldn't keep those secrets forever.
Cindi and I were in love and were talking about living together after college. Would she hate me when she found out that her mom and I had been fucking regularly?
Oh, and one of the reasons Kieli and I were fucking is to keep me from fucking Cindi. Would I die at my aunts' hands when she found out I was doing exactly that?
Then there's the question what would my mom do when she found out?
My life was a little tense.
All my fucking started when my other aunt, Lani, broke my cherry when I was 19. That soon led to my sister Becki (who's cherry was also broken by Aunt Lani) and I fucking each other regularly.
Bec said, "Well big boy, they're going to find out sometime. It might be better if they hear it from you."
"I know, It's just..."
"Just what?"
"OK, you're right, I'll call her as soon as we're finished."
"Call her now before you chicken out, I'll finish."
On the call Cindi agreed to go for a walk. I met her and we began a stroll around the lake.
I struggled with how to start.
Finally, I said, "Let's sit down, I have something I need to tell you."
As we sat, I took her hand and kissed her cheek.
I began, "A few months ago, your mom made me agree not to have sex with you. In return she offered to have sex with me whenever I wanted."
"Oh my god, what did you say?"
"I never agreed but she assumed I did."
"So, what happened?"
I could feel my face turning red, I couldn't look at her or get words to come out.
She knelt in front of me and said, "Look at me. Did you fuck my mother?"
"Yeah, I'm sorry."
She stood, "Is that what you two have been doing in her office all the time?"
"Yeah. Let me explain."
"I don't think I want to hear anymore."
She turned and began walking away.
"Cindi, I love you, you gotta believe that."
Over her shoulder she said, "I don't know what I believe. I just know I need some time, alone. I don't want to see you or talk to you right now."
She ran to her house. I slowly walked back to mine, hurried to my bedroom and slammed the door.
Shortly Bec came in and asked, "How did she take it? I assume not well."
She sat on the edge of the bed rubbing my leg, "Tell me what happened."
"Simple, she doesn't want to see me or talk to me. I guess we're through."
"Just give her some time, I know she loves you. It'll be alright."
"I doubt it, she was pretty upset. I don't want to talk about it."
She kissed me on the cheek and quietly left.
A couple of hours later my phone chimed, it was Cindi, she was crying. In between sobs she told me that she had confronted her mom and that had led to mutual confessions.
"So, she knows about you and me?"
"Oh yes, she knows it all."
"How'd she take it?"
"She's royally pissed at both of us. She was so pissed she told me all about her little affair with your, I guess our dad, and that you and I are brother and sister. Did you know?"
"Not for sure, Bec had a theory, but we weren't sure."
"Well, this has been one hell of a day."
"I'm sorry, what can I do to..."
"I think you've done enough already, Mom's locked in her room crying, I can't quit crying. Hell of a start to Christmas."
"Are you still going to Lani's?"
"Certainly not."
Silence
"Are you still there? Cindi, talk to me!"
Dial tone.
The door opened. It was Bec.
"Who were you talking to?"
I replayed the conversation.
"So, my theory was correct, it explains a lot. I wonder if mom knows about your boinking?"
"The way things are going, she probably does. I'm screwed."
"Bro we still have each other. We'll get through this together."
"Thanks."
The evening was uneventful. We ate dinner, watched some TV, mom was in a good mood. Maybe, I'd live another day. I tossed and turned most of the night.
There's nothing like waking up with your sister sucking your dick.
I said, "Hey, good morning to you too. I'm guessing Moms not home."
"Yeah, she left a few minutes ago. I thought you might need a distraction. No more talking till I finish my breakfast."
Bec loves to suck me and occasionally she'll deep throat me. This was one of those times. The sensation as my dick curves into her throat is wow. Every time she swallows is a double wow.