This story follows on from The Love of a Sister Ch. 01. It's not wholly necessary to read that as this story does stand on its own, but I would encourage you to do so. In brief, Tom found out his wife was cheating on him suffering from sex addiction. He left her and moved in with his sister, Suzy. With two of her girlfriends they went on a holiday together and Tom found solace in the arms of all three. Returning home.....
Life descended back into its normal routine of working, eating and sleeping. Tom stayed at Suzy's and although the spirit was willing the flesh was weak and they ended up sleeping together most nights. They kept their own rooms, but inevitably ended up together in one bed or the other. To be truthful it was not wholly for the sex, when that happened it was gentle and fulfilling, but for the comfort in each other although they knew that it could not be a long term future for them. They remained very close, intimately sharing their lives, nakedness no longer awkward between them.
One weekend they made the four hour journey to their parents' house to celebrate their 30
th
wedding anniversary. They travelled up on Friday afternoon to beat the traffic and intended returning on Sunday, there being a family gathering on Saturday afternoon. Both thought it would be good to see their parents and to be together as a family again.
"Come on in, we were just watching a re-run of our wedding all those years ago on video, we hadn't watched it for years but it's so nice to see it all again." Tom's Mum realised what she'd just said, the implication being that Tom would not be wanting to do that in respect of his own wedding. Tom's Mum and Dad knew about his marriage break up and were glad that he had his sister to lean on, his Dad was a little awkward about it but his Mum tried to be as positive and supportive as possible.
Their childhood bedrooms had long been converted into guest rooms, but they still gravitated to their old room to unpack. As Tom lay back on his bed and gazed at the ceiling, remembering his old model aeroplanes and the good times he'd had there, Suzy came in and sat on the side of the bed. "What's up Bruv?" she asked.
"Just remembering the good times, Suzy," he replied. They embarked on recalling some of those times with each other and friends. "What's most memorable for you about this house Suzy?"
"All sorts of things," she replied, "I lost my virginity in the room next door, it wasn't necessarily the most memorable experience but certainly a milestone. I learned to pleasure myself, trying to keep the bed from squeaking."
"Yes, I remember that," said Tom, "I tried to watch you through the keyhole, but couldn't really see anything, although I did see you naked once, you had a big hairy bush and your tits were smaller."
"You dirty little boy," she retorted, "but I watched you wanking once through a crack in the door. Now look where we are. You don't regret what we've done do you Tom?" she asked, suddenly serious.
"No Suzy not at all, in fact quite the opposite but I just don't know where my life is going at the moment. I am so happy with you, but I still have to sort my marriage to Melanie out. I think I just need time and if I can have that with you....?"
"Tom, you are welcome with me for as long as you like, to be honest I don't know where I'm heading at the moment, so perhaps we'll sort out our lives together?"
After dinner they all went to bed. Tom lay in the dark, listening to the old sounds of the house, the creaking as it settled from the dying heat. One creak was louder than the rest. The bed dipped and a familiar figure slid in beside him, "Are you mad? If Mum or Dad catch us there'll be hell to pay." Suzy's only answer was to kiss him and to grasp his cock.
"Just do what we should have done all those years ago," and she opened her legs wide and guided him into her waiting pussy. They tried to keep it quiet, muffling their excitement and trying to stop the bed creaking but when Tom came inside her the noise of their mutual orgasms could not be avoided.
They slept long and late, not realising the heavy curtains were keeping out the light. There was a gentle tap on the door and their Mum came in holding a cup of tea. She settled it down and opened the curtains. "Didn't you sleep well son, I heard you tossing and turning all night?" She turned and saw Suzy enveloped in Tom's arms. "Oh! Sorry I didn't realise. I knew you were sharing a house but didn't know you were sharing a bed. Are you having sex as well?"
"Mum, I'm sorry," started Tom.
"No, don't apologise, it's none of my business as long as no-one gets hurt, particularly after what we did."
"What do you mean Mum?"
"Well no-one outside the family knows this, but when we were young, your age or even a bit less, your Uncle Jim and Auntie Jean and us, well you know, we got very close. I don't regret it, but it was wrong and I don't want you to make the same mistakes as we did."
"Mum, to be honest with you, yes we do have sex occasionally, but no-one is going to get hurt. We're very careful and very few people know about it."
"Well as long as your father doesn't, then who am I to judge?" With that she left.
"I suppose I'll have to share my tea with you now," said Tom, laughing.
The afternoon's celebrations went well and finally they were back at the house, settling in for the rest of the day. As the evening became night their Mum said, "Come on Dad, let's leave these two to it and go to bed." With that they said their goodnights and went upstairs.
Tom and Suzy settled down on the sofa and wondered if there was anything on TV. As they turned it on they noticed a tape in the old VHS machine that their parents had never got round to updating. Ejecting it they saw that it was their parents' wedding video that they had been watching the previous day. Curious, they started it and saw that it had been paused at the end of the ceremony, intrigued they watched, seeing old family faces at the wedding then a brief section covering the reception, the first dance then the picture turned to snow.
Tom got up to turn it off when there was a flickering and an indistinct picture. A disembodied voice said, "That's it, I think it's working now." The picture cleared, revealing a bed in what appeared to be a hotel room. On the bed was a man and a woman, her legs propped up and the man clearly kissing her between her legs. The picture zoomed in onto the action and his face could be seen licking at a hairy pussy. "That's Uncle Jim!" exclaimed Suzy as the picture zoomed out onto the woman's breasts then face.
"And that's Mum!" The picture panned over the bed and they saw another woman they recognised as Auntie Jean lying with her legs apart masturbating furiously. The camera focussed on her then panned down to an erect penis. From what's now known as a POV the penis was pushed up to her pussy and pushed in, to moans of pleasure. "Oh my God, that must be Dad."
They had stumbled on their parents and Mum's brother and his wife, filming an incestuous orgy! "That's what Mum was on about this morning," said Suzy looking at her brother. They couldn't help but watch the action unfolding, Tom, conscious of a growing erection, unzipped his trousers to allow his prick some freedom. Suzy looked greedily at it and put her hand out to hold it, slowly rubbing it up and down.
Still entranced by the television picture, she stood up and pulling up her dress, slid her knickers down and off, then backed up to Tom. Reaching around once more, she took hold of his cock and guided it into her pussy, surprisingly wet thought Tom. Suzy bounced up and down on him, guided by Tom's hands on her hips.
The camera had now clearly been put on a tripod as both couples could now be seen fucking doggie style, the two women face to face, even kissing each other. In a seemingly co-ordinated action both men pulled out and pushed their rampant cocks into the waiting mouths of their wives, ejaculating wildly, spunk splashing everywhere.
Tom reached up to cup Suzy's tits through her bra and spurted deep inside her as she reached down to her clit, rubbing it frantically before finally collapsing off Tom onto the sofa as she came. The picture went back to snow again. "Wow, who would have thought that?" Engrossed with each other neither of them saw the shadow creep back upstairs, nor the smile on their mother's face.