Trying to Get Along with My Family
Taboo/incest Story

Trying to Get Along with My Family

by Damnyoureyes 18 min read 4.4 (14,500 views)
brother sister incest rough sex choing lesbian family romance mother male dominant
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***This is the finale of my 13 part series following an evolving incestuous relationship between adult siblings. While each of the previous stories weave summaries of previous plot points into the narrative, and therefore can be read as a standalones, this one will have much less of that. It will assume that the reader knows what brough the characters to this point, and will only explain or call back to smaller points from their pasts. All previous chapters are displayed in order under the series "A Brother and Sister's Journey" on my profile. All characters in sexual situations are over 18.***

I couldn't wait for my sister to get home from work. I had dutifully, and... if I'm being honest: heroically waited to share this video with her, rather than just jerking off to it as soon as I paid the $30 for it.

After seeing it offered in my OnlyFans inbox, I causally sent Kelly a quick message that said

Lanie just posted a new video titled "Eating and Rimming my Uncle's THICC GF" think I should buy it?

She quickly replied

Uhhhhh.... Fuck yes

followed with

God, I'm here for another 3 hours!!!!!!!!

before finishing with

DO NOT watch it without me!

So I just had to sit there looking at the thumbnail of the video, which showed Ceci's plump ass bent over and Reagan's face buried in it. Every second seemed like an eternity until Kelly got home.

We didn't mess about with dinner, I was just waiting in the bedroom wearing only a pair of Ceci's panties. When Kelly burst in the room she took in the view before her, and just snarled at me before pulling her sweater and blouse off and dropping her jeans, careful to pull her own panties back up when they got tugged down with the tight denim.

She was on the bed and throwing her leg over my face in a flash, nearly pulling my hand away from the mouse on the side table. But, I was able to hit play, and a shot from Ceci's point of view appeared on our TV. The camera was pointed down into her hairy crotch, past her big tits as Reagan crawled into view, looking up into the lens.

"Hey guys... this is the girl that's been dating my uncle. She came to visit me and fucking shamelessly flirted with me... soooooo now I'm gonna rock her world, and you guys get to watch!"

Kelly lowered her panty covered pussy onto my face, blocking my view of the screen. She made up for the interruption by rubbing my already hard, panty covered cock. She started to get really into whatever was happening on the video, and I was having some serious FOMO, so I pried my right hand free of obstruction and swatted her ass as hard as I possibly could.

"Fuck! Ow... you little fucking brat!" She hissed angrily, while still apparently getting the message.

She took up a spot next to me and now I could see Reagan lapping lustily at Ceci's very wet cunt. I popped my dick out of the side of Ceci's panties and started to lightly stroke it. Kelly's hand dove below the waistband of her's, and we both sat, silently watching her daughter eat out our live-in unicorn girlfriend.

"It's been a while since we just jerked off together... you wanna just keep going?" She asked.

"Totally. Like the good old days!" I said, reaching for my vape.

We smoke weed a lot of the times we fuck, but we have both gotten to the point where is has become almost compulsory for solo play... or during mutual masturbation. I hit it deeply and passed it to Kelly, who took her own long drag before leaning over and exhaling out her nose and into my mouth.

On screen Reagan was now plunging two fingers deep into Ceci's pussy while sucking on her clit. Kelly and I exchanged self satisfied smirks a few times as we expertly worked our hands below. Ceci squealed as she had an orgasm that caused her belly and tits to pleasingly shake on screen.

The shot changed to Ceci hiding her face with her hands as she maneuvered onto her knees. She bent over, offering her round ass up to Reagan. Ceci reached back and spread her ass open as Reagan knelt behind her. Ceci moaned deeply as Reagan's tongue slobbered all over her asshole. For a moment Reagan swung to the side so both of their big asses were visible.

"Fuck that's hot" I mumbled, more to myself than to Kelly.

"How long is this vid? I'm already close!"

I hovered the mouse over the progress bar showing that we had another eleven minutes to go. Seeing that, Kelly just said "that'll work" and we kept on playing with ourselves while staring at the screen.

After Reagan got Ceci off for a second time by licking her ass and pounding two fingers into her pussy, the shot changed again. Now Ceci had the camera again and she followed Reagan's movements as she crossed the room and returned with lube.

"Damn Lanie, How is your ass as fat as mine, but you're so tiny everywhere else?" Ceci asked, with seemingly no self loathing, just appreciation for Reagan's delightful thickness.

Reagan didn't respond, she just hopped on the bed and squirted lube into both their crotches to prepare for some tribbing. Reagan was comparatively smaller than Ceci just about everywhere else, but in addition to her glorious round ass she also had thick thighs and when they brought their pussies together the squelching sounds they made were heavenly.

As they writhed into one another, Kelly jammed her fingers in my mouth and I got them as sloppy as I could before she reached under her own leg and slipped them inside herself. I was already ready to blow, but we have a little bit of sibling rivalry when we jerkoff together where its kind of understood that whoever lasts longer wins. Even though we both always win in the end.

So, I popped my cock back into the panties and ran my hands along the underside, through the soft fabric. After a few strokes a small slightly darker spot was visible as I leaked precum. Lewd wet sounds coming from Kelly's crotch drew my attention from my stain, and I saw her working both hands inside her panties as she gawked at the video.

"Fuck" I whined as I shook, gripping my cock through the panties as I tuned the tiny spot into an ever widening, gloopy mess.

"Gimmie" Kelly commanded, and I reached in and slathered my hand in my own hot come, before reaching over and offering it up to her.

As she licked my fingers clean, she never tore her eyes away from the image of her daughter and Ceci with their legs intertwined. With about a minute left on the video Kelly's face became locked in what would usually look like a horrid expression as she silently came.

When the video finally ended, Kelly rolled over and kissed me deeply, tasting strongly of my come.

"Fuck that was fun!" I said

"Totally. Don't tell Ceci you wore her panties though, ok?"

"Why, do you think it would bother her?"

"Well yeah. You know she's sensitive about her weight and it might bum her out a bit that a guy could wear her panties so easily."

I hadn't considered that, and I got a bit lost in thinking about how far Ceci had come in the five or so months she had been living with us. Although I was so happy she felt confident enough to film this sex tape with Reagan (albeit while careful to hide her face from the camera) I was still aware that her body image issues would take longer to address.

Kelly and I grabbed a quick shower together and then went out for dinner, neither of us feeling much like cooking. We spent the whole time at the restaurant immersed in the kind of easy conversation that comes naturally to tight knit couples as well as family, and we were both.

On the way home we got a text from Ceci saying that she was going to be coming home the next day. As we readied for bed we chatted about how things might change now that Ceci and Reagan had hooked up. When I climbed into bed and turned off the light, I could sense Kelly grappling with something.

"To avoid living out an episode of

Three's Company

everyday of our lives, I kind of want to have Ceci tell Reagan that we know about her OnlyFans... and... maybe... hint at what you and I are doing" Kelly finally said, just as my eyes began to adjust to the dark. "But, I want her to make it clear to Rae that we DO NOT want to bring her in, even if she's interested. Because she can't say for one million percent sure that it wouldn't bother her later, or mess he up in some way and... I'm already going further out on a limb than I want to letting her know about it, and I don't want to lose her...."

At that point, I heard her snuffle back tears and rolled over and took her in my arms. Whether or not Reagan should know about us had been a massive sticking point in our relationship, and so I was fully aware how big a step this was for Kelly. I comforted her, and told her I was there for her, no matter how she wanted to proceed.

---

The next evening was a Friday, and Ceci burst in the house about ten minutes after Kelly had gotten home from work. She told us that Reagan was doing better, and that she was going to be getting a new phone, since her father had canceled her service. Ceci informed us that Reagan had basically been shunned by everyone back in Texas, on her father's side of the family. Of course that didn't come as a surprise, but Kelly still looked like she was lost in homicidal ideation as Ceci relayed some of the things they had said. Eventually we both felt a bit more at ease with the whole situation when Ceci informed us that, after an initial shock, Reagan was feeling surprisingly sanguine about it all.

The one thing that was conspicuously absent from Ceci's account of her time with Reagan was the fact that they had hooked up. After Ceci had headed off to her room, Kelly and I discussed it, and we determined that even though we had encouraged Ceci to feel free to go for it with Reagan, the reason she may not be talking to us about it was the video.

So that night, as we all sat in the living room listening to music and smoking a little pot, Kelly decided to try and thread the needle in this new, crazy four part problem of ours.

"Ceci, we wanted to talk you you about the thing with Reagan. I don't want for it to cause any friction between us. We're totally fine with you messing around with her... more than fine, elated, in fact. And we know the real reason she got kicked out of school was her OnlyFans, We've actually known about it for a while... and, and we know that you know she has one, because we actually got ourselves off watching the video you did with her."

"And you said you wanted to avoid Three's Company, Mr. Roper? Jesus..." I said, more for the joke than to add to the discourse.

"So you don't have to hide anything from us..." Kelly continued, totally ignoring me anyway. "We're happy for you, we're happy for Rae, and we're willing to be as open or as private as you want about any and all of it."

"Thank you so much Kel!" Ceci said, with a noticeable sigh of relief

Ceci spent the next 45 minutes telling us about the first time she and Reagan had hooked up, and then how it had progressed into them making the video. She beamed with pride telling us that not only had they gotten 43 downloads of the video in the first two days, but that there were mostly good comments about her from Reagan's followers.

"I told Reagan that I wanted to fuck her with my strap on, and that I had used it to peg you Paddy, and she thought it was hilarious." Ceci said, with real perverted pride.

We smoked, and talked, and laughed and the night wore on to the point that I was pretty much dying to turn in, but then, Kelly finally broached the big subject.

"So you've told her all about the stuff you've done with Paddy, but have you hinted at messing around with me... or.... anything about Pat and I?"

"Yeah.. she asked me if I had ever fooled around with you and I told her I had. She didn't seem uncomfortable but it's not like she seemed any more turned on buy it than she already seemed with the whole situation either. So, I was just going to leave it there, but then she said something like 'I've always wondered if there was something going on between the two of them' before saying something like 'but, I know that's crazy' and I didn't know what to say."

"Well the next time you see her,

SEE

her, not talk on the phone or text, but when you are actually in the same room as her, if it comes up again you can lightly hint at it. If she isn't totally repulsed and ready to, like, disown us or anything, you can let her know that far from expecting her to join in, I'd rather we just let it exist in silent acceptance, so we can be grown up about it without ruining our relationships."

At this point Kelly cried again, and Ceci sprung up to smother her in a big hug.

"You're a good mom Kel. She knows that, and I think it'll be freeing for her to know that you aren't judging her. And I can't quite put my finger on why I'm so positive, but I'm sure she won't judge you either!"

I spent that night sleeping in Ceci's bed while she and Kelly fucked in ours. Not that I was complaining, mind you. I was pretty high when we all went upstairs, and as they entered the bedroom giggling I shut Ceci's door, shucked off all my clothes and rooted around in her laundry hamper. I found two pairs of panties that interested me, one to wear and one to practically snort up my nose as I rubbed myself till I came in the others.

---

Over the next few weeks Ceci spent more and more time at Reagan's apartment in Lynchburg. Eventually, Reagan finally wondered aloud again to Cici if something was going on with us. We had role-played what we thought was the best way to handle this, so Ceci was prepared.

"If there was, would that be a problem?" She said in as neutral an affect as possible, trying to not commit to too much if the response was bad.

"I don't know... that.... that would be a lot, ya know?" Reagan said at first, and when Ceci didn't say any more Reagan continued. "All I know is that they both seem really happy, Mom especially, and that wasn't always the case when I was growing up. I really thought she was going to be apoplectic when she found out I was on OnlyFans, so I've had to rethink a lot of what I thought about her. Does that make sense?"

From there our plan included vague illusions coupled with reinforcing statements about how happy we were, and that we had no designs on including her. It was a hard needle to thread, but from what Ceci told us of the conversation it seemed like Reagan had understood and accepted what was going on. Especially since she had already had a strange feeling about us for a few months.

A few weeks later, Ceci returned from a weekend visit to tell us that, quite out of the blue, Reagan had asked if we had all ever had a three way. She didn't want specifics, but when Ceci confirmed that we had, Reagan just nodded her head a few times and said "cool... that's cool."

Over the next few weeks we developed a new and much more convoluted normal from the one we had so recently adopted when Ceci moved in with us. She was bouncing back and forth between our place and Reagan's, all the while they were both plying their respective trades on line.

Even after giving Ceci a few thousand dollars for the few videos they had done together, Reagan was still able to save plenty of money. She had used the fact that she had been kicked out of school for having an OF as a way of drumming up more subscribers, and had even ended up doing a video where she got fucked in the ass by a guy she claimed was a professor at the school. That one sold like hotcakes.

For her part, Ceci continued to grow her Tictok, Instagram, and YouTube presence, but was still making no real money from it. Even though we told her she didn't have to keep her waitressing gig, she was determined to make some money so she didn't feel like she had gone from living off her parents to living off us. When she finally got enough YouTube followers and watch hours to get monetized, Reagan had come up with the idea for her highest grossing video which was titled

My Wardrobe, Before and After Life as an Evangelical

.

For the first few minutes she went without make up and with her hair all a mess as she presented the drab and ill fitting dresses and skirts her mom forced on her. Then, after a break for hair and makeup from Reagan, she showed off in tight leggings, jeans, and skirts all with tops that emphasized her cleavage. The transformation on screen in 4K was astounding to even me. Reagan did all the camera work and editing, but Ceci was paying close attention the whole time, learning the in's and out's of the craft.

I recently checked, and the video has over 400k views and counting nearly a year and a half later.

Eventually we crossed an unremarked upon divide, where Ceci was spending far more time at Reagan's place than with us. The most surprising part of this realization for me was that I honestly didn't feel an ounce of jealousy about the change.

Reagan came to visit us for a few days in early June of 2023, just in time to celebrate her 20th birthday. Without making too big a deal about any of it, Ceci and Reagan shared the apartment over the garage during that time, and Kelly didn't bother moving any of her things into Ceci's room for the sake of appearances.

Toward the end of this visit Reagan asked if we could make it a bit more permanent, since her lease was ending in August. Kelly and I couldn't hide our excitement at the development, but we had to do a little more massaging of the situation, since Reagan and Ceci wanted separate spaces.

It seemed that they were in more of a "situationship" than a relationship so as we sat on the patio eating and drinking in the warm summer sun we agreed that Reagan would have the apartment all on her own, but we made no illusions to what the sleeping arrangements would be for the three of us in the big house.

We all were beyond excited about the new paradigm we were headed for. In fact, Reagan was so excited about it all, that we ended up moving her out of her apartment about a week later, and she turned in her keys and paid off the final two months rent in advance.

We decided to celebrate the first weekend of our new living arrangement with a little party. We ate, drank, smoked weed and pumped the music. As Ceci and Reagan got higher and drunker they started messing around a bit on the loveseat. Kelly was sitting next to me and as Reagan sat in Ceci's lap kissing her, Kelly reached over and gripped my cock through my shorts.

It was an astonishing destination that I couldn't have possibly foreseen when Kelly and I undertook this journey more than three years before. Frankly, I was ready to just whip my cock out and put it wherever Kelly would let me, but as the music thumped and the girls lost clothes in equal proportion to inhibitions, Kelly stood up and grabbed me by the hand.

She pulled me to the stairs, and then up them to our bedroom. We didn't need any accompaniment: no panties, or videos, or sex toys. We just lost our clothes as fast as possible and fell to the bed as we kissed. I was on top of Kelly with my cock already fully hard so I pulled her legs apart and let my cock rest against her very wet pussy.

I grabbed the hair on the back of her head and stared her straight in the eyes as I pumped my hardness along her labia, spreading her wetness around. After a few oscillations she reached between us and lined the head up with her opening. As I slowly sank into her she snarled at me.

"Fuck I loved watching our girls mess around in person like that" She finally said, just as I was fully inside her.

"Me too. I love the crazy, fucked up little family we've built, you and I"

For all of the sexually adventurous and twisted things I've done with my sister, what I look forward to the most is nights like this. Where we revel in our depravity - whispering back and forth about the dirty things we've seen, done, and caused to happen - all the while having slow, sensual, and boring missionary sex.

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