*All Characters are 18+
*Light BDSM
*This is a continuation of My Sister, My Therapist Pt.5
Just as I was closing the car door I realize I had cum on the back of my hand. Wiping it off on the spot where Kat marked my wife's seat, I decide to hold off on jerking off and head home. In the cup holder, a day old coffee sat unfinished & as I pull into the driveway I quickly spill it on myself covering the smell of sex and giving me an excuse to shower.
"Hi hun! You'll never believe it. I spilled fucking coffee all over me. Thank God it wasn't piping hot!" I walk right past her laying in bed and immediately into the bathroom. As I shower I hear the door open.
"Logan?"
"What's up?" I barely can mutter the words as fear seizes me. Does she know? How could she? What can I say? Who will she tell? Why...
"Can I join you?"
Relief floods me and I manage to look excited as I wave her in through the glass shower door. Then I have a thought, "why don't you let me finish up in here and you go lay in the bed to wait for me? I want you completely naked and wet when I get out of here. Can you do that for me?" She practically skips out of the room.
I hurry to clean up, but leave the shower running so she thinks I'm still in it as I towel off. I need to buy a little time. I retrieve my phone from my coat and find exactly what I was looking for, a text from my sister Kat. Turning the volume way down so even I can barely hear it, I hit play.
My sister is still in her bed. The one I just left. She's moved the picture of her with my wife and me into the nightstand next to her. She's completely naked and full of cum. My cum. I turn up the audio just a tiny bit.
"Logan I miss you so much. I wanted you to remember this is all part of the treatment plan to fix your marriage." At the word marriage she moves her cum covered hand away from her clit and smears it across the photo of my wife and me. "I just want to help you get the most out of family therapy." She's moved her hand back to her clit and I still can't believe how much of my cum is sliding out of my own sister.
I'm rock hard. Even a little sore, but I turn the water off and I know fucking my wife is a chore I can face because I can't get the image of Kat out of my head anyway.
"Logan?"
I hear Sara calling from the bed, "Coming, my eager slut." I yell playfully, but I know she doesn't go for that kind of talk. I wait to be chastised, but no response. Quickly I shoot a text to my therapist saying I have to fuck my wife now with a pick of my dick attached. Sara hears the notification when my sister's reply comes through.
"Who's texting so early?"
"It's Kat. Apparently, I don't need to pick her up until 3:30." I lie about what the text says. I'm pretty sure telling my wife, my sister just demanded I call her and let her listen to me fucking my wife isn't therapist recommended.
Although, the text specifically says, "therapist recommended". We are so bad. I dial Kat, put it on mute so she can't be heard, & then put it on speaker so she can hear everything. I don't say a word to her. I just walk Into the bedroom & place the phone facedown on the nightstand so I know she'll hear every single thrust as I fuck my wife.
"Sara did you do what I asked? Are you wet for me honey?"
"Yes Logan, but I almost wasn't. You know I don't like it when you call me a slut."
I swear I can my sister's eyes roll and I'm glad she can hear how rediculous Sara can be. I almost laugh and realize Sara is staring at me expectantly. "I'm sorry sweetheart."
"Thanks for understanding. I appreciate how hard your trying Logan, really. Thank God for that sister of yours."
I basically lunge for Sara sending her into a fit of giggles. I quickly thrust into her and watch her eyes widen. "I want to hear you. I want you to talk to me luv." I've never called Sara luv, but I know Kat just gushed hearing my pet name for her being used on my wife. Sara is cooperating for once and her moans are letting Kat know I must be picturing my sister because I'm doing such a good job. Suddenly Sara's phone begins ringing. It just keeps ringing. After the fifth call, I pull out of my wife and toss her phone to her. I see Kat's name on the caller ID and I almost cum immediately. My cunt sister is playing games and I find this so fucking sexy.
Sara snatches up the phone, but I see her face soften when she realizes it's my sister. I shake my head in disbelief and I'm moving back towards her.
"Hey Kat. Something wrong?"
I'm poking my wife with my cock as she's batting me away. I don't stop until she rolls over and let's me enter from behind.
She gasps a little as I enter but says, "Oh no! I'm so sorry Kat! We'll do anything to help we can just tell us what?"
Sara offering to help Kat causes me to speed up. I'm going to cum soon.
"Absolutely! I'll send him right now! Do you want me to come over, too?"
I'm almost there. I'm trying to send my thoughts through the phone, "Just talk a little more to my wife, li'l sis. Just a little longer so you're big brother can cum because my wife can't make me cum all by herself. Keep talking sis."
"Mmmhmm..."
I can't tell if Sara is responding to me or to Kat.
"Mmmhmmm...yes..okay..."
I realize Sara is barely hanging on and that Kat knows exactly what's happening. I fucking love my deviant sister. She's making Sara talk through the orgasm and she's making sure I have time to finish.
"Yes, no you're absolutely right. May as well find an upside here..."
I'm going to cum. I'm so close.
"I'll send Logan right over, he'll help, you guy's can...have..a.." Sara isn't keeping it together. "What? No, sorry. I'm fine was just distracted." She's grabbing my leg and I'm going to cum.
"You two will have a therapy session.."
I cum and Sara squeaks. I hear an exaggerated amount of shock ring through the phone as Kat asks if something happened.
Sara quickly says, "no, no sorry just...uhhh... I'll send Logan right over okay?"
Sliding out of my wife I casually ask what that was all about.
"Kat seems to have had a pipe burst that she says is just gushing all over the basement. She needs some help and figured you could have a session before y'all head to the reunion. Why are you laughing?"
I didn't even realize I was, but I can't help it. Kat actually said something is gushing at her house. My sick twisted fuck-toy sister. Always amazes me. "I'm laughing at you trying to hide what we were doing while you were on the phone with my sister of all people. Pretty scandalous." I give myself a mental high five for playing that off and adding a little bit of disgust. The 'how gross it is to be talking to my sis while I fuck you' is implied.
"Logan don't make me feel bad. I tried to get you to stop."
I kiss her quickly. "It was a joke dear. Now I gotta go solve that crisis I guess." I hop in the shower and dress for the reunion. Sara has no idea what the schedule for today is and Kat undoubtedly is in a hurry to get to see our family. With no actual broken pipe and our neverending sessions, I'm positive I'm meant to just pick her up and head straight to the event. Just as I'm hopping in the car a text comes through, "Ready!". Yep. One very bad sister wants me to hurry up and pick her up so we can play in front of the family. She's already stepping out the front door as I pull up to her house.