It's a nice motel, as these things go. Today's the day, though: the condo's officially ours. The keys are waiting for us. We're really doing it. We've been free from Mom's roof and Mom's rules for a week. Now we're going to live together, in a place of our very own, while Rose finishes college and I do my paid internship at a local law firm.
I've already been accepted to a few law schools, but I made it clear on every application that I wasn't looking to matriculate this autumn. Law school is intense. A low-level job at a firm is less work, believe it or not. I need this time with Rose. We need to learn to live together, handling the full panoply of adult responsibilities. We also need to fuck the shit out of each other multiple times a day, every day, for months on end.
A couple weeks ago, I officially graduated from university. It took a week for our family's lawyer to reach me after that, thanks to Mom's endless bullshit.
It turns out that Dad left me a lot of money -- way more than Mom ever let on. The lawyer wasn't allowed to tell me until I got my diploma. Technically, neither Rose or I know if he left her anything -- but we
know
, you know? He left her exactly as much as he left me. He was always like that. We got our sex drive from Mom, but we got our sense of fairness and justice from Dad.
It doesn't matter right now. My inheritance is more than enough. I was willing to wait for Rose to graduate, but it turns out I didn't need to. I told her the good news, and we found this room the very next day. It's on the second story, as far away from every other guest as it can be. We wanted to be polite, but we weren't going to stop fucking for anyone or anything.
I've been waking up next to my beautiful sister in this halfway-decent motel bed for the past few days, and, every single time, it's been the best thing that's ever happened to me.
My cock is always hard. It always brushes against her panties and hits the base of her anal plug. She always squirms in my arms, then turns around to embrace me and kiss me.
It's a comfortable routine. I want it to last decades. I guess I wouldn't mind it if sometimes we just started fucking right away. That would be hot, too. I also wouldn't mind it if Rose started fucking me while I was still asleep. I'm going to ask her if I can do that to her sometimes. I think she'll like it. We like all the same things.
"Rosencrantz," I say, after this morning's first kiss.
"Guildenstern," she replies.
We both smile like idiots. We fondle each other under the thin sheet, and chat in between kisses.
"Today's the day," I say.
"Yeah," she replies wistfully. "I know it has to happen. I know she deserves it. I just..."
"She's still our Mom," I finish. "We're good people, Rose. We shouldn't enjoy causing her this kind of pain."
"We should be spanking her," Rose says. "God, what I wouldn't give to see her bent over your knee, taking punishment swats from your big, strong arms and hands."
Laying hands on our own mother might sound equally cruel, but that just means you don't know our mom. It's a language she understands. She'd probably get wet. If we let her, she'd jill herself to an orgasm while I spanked her ass raw.
We kiss again. We're both getting hot.
"She needs to be licking your asshole while it happens," I continue, building on the delicious revenge fantasy. "Every time I smack her fat butt, I want her to scream right into you. I want you to get pleasure from it."
Rose stops fondling me long enough to yank down her panties. She pushes her mound into my leg. She's already hot and wet. She starts gliding her slick pussy and clit up and down my quad. I move my hands to her perky breasts, and her nipples respond immediately. She nods her assent and encouragement. Her hands find my cock. They only tease for now. Rose doesn't want me to shoot yet. She wants it inside of her.
"Kara has to be there, too," she says. "She has to watch us punish her pumpkin-assed nympho bitch."
Kara, Mom's 'special friend,' wasn't quite as bad as Mom these past few years. That isn't saying much. She dutifully enforced all of Mom's insane rules while Rose and I were still living at home. She milked enough pre-cum and cum out of me to jump-start a new civilization. I took her fingers and her strapon more times than I can count. I would've loved it, and cum from it, but then Mom would've started feminizing me.
Without Rose secretly visiting me at night, I probably would've let it happen.
My cock is already rock hard. Rose and I are both breathing heavily. Our kisses become quicker and more urgent. By turns, I find her neck and her earlobe with my mouth. Her lips hit me at random, everywhere they can reach, and there's no such thing as a bad spot.
"Giant plug in her ass," I say.
"My panties on her face," Rose adds. "No, both of our panties. Day-old. Like a wrestler's mask, so she can still rim me properly."
God, we're perfect for each other.
"I fucking need you, baby," I tell her. "I need to be inside of you."
We both know it's going in her ass. That's how we finished last night, and we went to sleep before cleaning up properly.
That's not the only reason, though.
"Tell me where you want to put your big, hard cock, big brother," she says. She keeps teasing my straining member, but she's on alert now. She's extra careful not to push me over the edge.
"I want to slide it all the way up your cute, tight little ass, baby sister," I answer.
"Yeah, you do," she says, "because you're a fucking pervert. You're an ass freak. Mom was right about you. You can't be trusted. You're obsessed with buggery. With sodomy. With butt fucking innocent little girls."
We both smile. We're on exactly the same page, as we have been for years. All of Mom's bullshit is now just dirty talk. It's fuel for our incestuous romance.
"No, baby, no," I plead. "I love you so much. I respect you. I'd marry you if I could."
"Yeah, that's what they all say when their cocks are hard and they're on the hunt for ass," she scoffs. "Stop lying, ass freak. Tell me the truth. Confess."
I pull her in even tighter. I move my hands off her breasts, sliding them down and around to her equally-perky ass. I squeeze it and spread it. My fingers brush the base of her plug. She shuts her eyes and bites her lip to stop herself from moaning. She wants to pretend for a few more moments.
"Fine, bitch," I growl. "I am. I'm an ass freak. Your ass drives me crazy. It makes me fucking rabid. I want to bend you over and hump-fuck it like a horny dog. If I had a fucking knot at the end of my cock, I'd push it all in the way into your ass. I'd stretch you to the limit. I'd butt-breed you, then be your living butt plug for the rest of the day. You'd have to drag my limp body behind you everywhere. You'd have to pee in the shower."
"I'd fucking pee all over you," she retorts, "and you'd fucking love it, pervert."
"Mom needs to get peed on, too," I say, "by both of us."
"Oh, fuck yeah," Rose groans. "She needs it inside of her ass, too, big brother. Hot piss enema. You'll handle that for us."
