Dr. Mabuse Stories Of Incest: Russ, Jan, and Diane
Hello, my name is Russ. I come from a nuclear family in the mid west with mom, dad, myself, and my younger sister Jan. Jan is about four years younger than. We got along well together but we did not do much together as a brother and sister which was due to an age difference. I was graduating college in 1982 when she was just graduating high school. She always had a circle of girlfriends around the house and I did not pay much attention to them until they had grown older.
Her friend Diane was a skinny kid who was into ballet and when she graduated, she had grown to be a very attractive woman. She was dark haired, dark eyes, cute, and slim but with great body curves. She and my sister had ended their relationships with their high school boyfriends after graduation. Diane and I just hit it off and we started to date. My sister Jan is very attractive girl with long brunette hair, green eyes, athletic, and very noticeable firm breasts. She found it hard to meet guys as school was over and she was too young for the bar scene. Diane and I knew she was bored and lonely after graduation so the three of us would do things together like movies or picnics. Diane and my sister were still best friends and did things together. She even convinced Jan to take up ballet class.
This is not to say that we spent all our time together. Diane and I spent a lot of time by ourselves. When I got my own apartment that year, she practically lived there with me. Diane was not only very attractive; she was very passionate and adventuresome in the bedroom. She first had sex since she was 14 and had enjoyed it ever since. She enjoyed it often, especially in secluded outdoor locations and loved giving me a blowjob after dripping honey on my cock. We were very open with each other about our fantasies and the things that we would like to try sometime. Diane had told me that she had a bi experience in the past and would enjoy doing a threesome with me, sometime.
Summertime came about and the pool at my apartment complex opened. Diane and I would spend our Saturday afternoons there, sometimes swimming but mainly getting some sun. Often Jan would come over and join us for the afternoon. It was very flattering to be with 2 attractive bikini clad ladies at the pool. We usually got very admiring glances from the other tenants at the pool. One afternoon Jan came over and could hardly walk to the pool with us. The ballet class had started a new routine that Jan was not used to and her muscles were hurting since class. She plopped herself down in our chaise lounges and didn't bother to even get in the water.
"You are hurting that bad?" asked Diane "I was sore the first time I did that routine too. That was a long time ago and your muscles will get used to it too. It will be OK"
"I hope that's soon. It feels like I was in a car accident." mumbled Jan, "The sun feels good on my back and I feel a little better from it."
"Maybe I should bring some cold beers from the apartment" I laughed, "Eases my pain"
"Well, what are you waiting for" said Diane "Go get some!"
I walked back to the apartment thinking about those two in ballet class. Seeing Diane in her black ballet tights turned me on and I wondered what my sister Jan looked like in those same black tights. I found a small cooler in the apartment closet and filled it with a six pack and some ice from the fridge. Sitting back with the girls, I popped a cold one for each one and one for myself. After about a half hour, we finished the rest. Two beers apiece was a lot for the two 19 year olds to handle. They were cracking up and laughing sometimes too loud.
"Jan, after we done at the pool, you are going to have to stay with us for awhile." I said, "I wouldn't trust you driving, even the short distance to mom's house"
"OK" giggled Jan, "I don't feel like driving anywhere, anyway. You know I feel better but I still hurt." Both of the girls started to laugh but I just laid back and shook my head.
It was getting around six and the pool closed early on Saturdays. We grudgingly got up and headed back to my place. We were getting hungry and I fired up the grill to do some quick burgers for us. While I was cooking on the grill, Diane was making some salad to go with dinner. She was reaching into the top shelf of the fridge and knocked over the ketchup bottle. The lid had not been securely on and ketchup flew on her and the floor.
With one of the few times that I have ever seen Diane mad, she looked my way and screamed, "What asshole didn't tighten the lid of the damn ketchup!"
Jan was rolling on the floor laughing while sheepishly, I raised my hand. I walked over to the kitchen sink and got the wash rag to help clean up. I wiped the floor and got some wet paper towels to clean up Diane. I cleaned the ketchup off her but her bikini top would have to go in the wash.
"If this was honey and not ketchup, Jan would have to go home." I remarked. Diane finally cracked a smile and gave me a makeup kiss. She went upstairs to the bedroom to change. When she came back, she was still wearing her red bikini bottoms and was topless under a sheer, see through, white muslin shirt. She was looking so erotic with her breasts showing through the light cotton. I walked behind her and whispered "This is better than honey." Diane just smiled.
Jan either did not notice or say but just slouched in a chair. I guess the pain killing beer was wearing off and her muscles were talking back to her. We ate dinner and sat on the couch channel surfing to see if there was anything good to watch on television. I was watching Diane in that shirt during dinner and really wanted to do something besides watch TV. I think Diane was feeling the same way but Jan was here. She was Diane's best friend and my sister, so we were not going to throw her out.
I sat back between them and put my arms around each girl's shoulders. Diane leaned in towards me, pushing her left breast into my chest. I glanced over at Jan and noticed how nice her rack was looking too. Suddenly, Jan stood up and hopped across the room as her calf muscle was cramping.
Diane and I got up to help her out. I was trying hold her to keep her from falling and Diane started to stroke Jan's calf and try to calm the cramping muscle. It really hurt and Jan was in tears. We got her back to the couch to lay down.
"My god, this hurts! cried Jan
"This helping at all?" asked Diane as she rubbed Jan's calf muscle.
"Some" murmured Jan "I think all my muscles are going need a massage before this gets better. I'm quitting that ballet class, this sucks."
"Don't say that" said Diane "Class is so much more fun when you are there with me. I would really miss not being with you in that class. Let us help take care of you."
Diane and I helped Jan upstairs to my bedroom. Carefully, we laid Jan on her stomach.
"We are going to massage the pain away" said Diane "Russ and I have been practicing massage therapy at the college night courses, so just relax"
I just looked at Diane and she smiled back. She was completely lying about the night classes and the only massage we have done was foreplay. It sounded like fun so I was game. Diane went downstairs to get a bottle of tanning oil. She came back up, struck a match and lit 2 candles that we had in the room, and turned out the lights. I was starting to get into this and went to my dresser where I had a radio cassette player. I popped in a new age cassette of water music and joined Diane. We kneeled next to each side of Jan.
Diane leaned over and whispered into Jan's ear, "Just relax and let us take care of you."
Jan nodded her face into the pillow. Diane raised back up and unbuttoned her muslin shirt. She wadded the shirt and threw it to a corner of the room. I was smiling as she poured the tanning oil in my hands and hers. I imitated her movements as she spread the oil on Jan's leg, lightly running her hands up and down her leg. The flickering candles, the soft music, the smell of coconut from the oil, the movement of Diane's naked breasts, and the feel of my sister's leg made the scene very erotic. I was getting a hard on in my swimming trunks and Diane just smiled at the sight of the bulge in my trunks.
Diane and I caressed Jan's legs for awhile and I couldn't help but notice how smooth and muscular they were. No fat on her at all. Diane whispered to me, to move up one of Jan's legs and down the other and then reverse the process. She scooted up the bed some and poured some oil on Jan's shoulders and started to work the muscles there. Jan was enjoying the massage as she would give out an occasional "ooh" or an "aah" and moved her legs further apart. Diane reached down and unclasped Jan's bikini top and laid each strap to the side. She then poured more oil on Jan's back and began to work it in.
I was getting quite a show watching Diane spread her hands down across my sister's nude back and up the sides of her waist back to Jan's shoulders. Diane has running her left hand up and down Jan's spine and leaned over to me. She slid her oiled free hand into my trunks and began to stroke my cock. She was smiling and looking straight into my eyes while one hand was working on Jan's back and the other was working me.
Diane whispered to me "Massage down her legs and rub her feet and watch."
I hated to move away as her hand was feeling so nice on my cock but she let go and returned to working both hands on Jan's back. I slid one hand down on each leg, smoothing the oil on her skin. I was sitting cross legged at the end of the bed, massaging Jan's feet and watching Diane. My sister's feet were very small and slim and it was a nice feeling to massage her feet, kneading around the bones, and stretching the toes. Diane kneeled between Jan's hips and leaned over rubbing her chest into Jan's back. I could almost feel her breasts squished on her back and those hard nipples working into Jan's flesh.
