I heard Maggie moan the moment my lips touched her. I felt a hand behind my head, caressing my hair and I looked up her slim, beautiful body. I expected to see Holly blocking my view. Instead, I saw Maggie stretched out in front of me, up on her elbows, watching and smiling down at me. “Do it,” she purred.
“He’s good, isn’t he?” Holly asked, sitting next to my sister and watching. The pretty blonde caressed Maggie’s chest, sliding her hand across stiff, firm nipples while she watched brother and sister share the most intimate of kisses. I felt on display in a way that a shy person seldom enjoys, except I didn’t mind so much. In a strange way, having someone watching me going down on my sister made it better. I love Maggie, I always have, and displaying that affection felt right.
“Oh fuck,” Maggie gasped, squirming beneath me. “So good. So fucking good.” She fell backwards, dug her heels into the grass beneath the blanket, and pressed upwards. Her hand pressed against the back of my head, as if I might pull away, though I had no intentions of doing that. I cupped her ass, pulling her tighter against my mouth, and focused on her swollen clitoris until Maggie cried out again. “Yes!” she screamed, rolling her head from side-to-side. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” I felt her legs quivering, saw her stomach undulating, and did all I could to make sure she received every bit of the pleasure she deserved until Maggie went limp.
“That was so sexy,” Holly said, leaning over my sister and kissing me. She wrapped her hand around my hard cock, caressing me. When our kiss was over, she told Maggie, “He got so hard doing that to you.”
“You should do something about that,” Maggie said, leaning up on her elbows again.
“But he’s your brother,” Holly said.
“Yeah, and you’re the reason we’re here,” Maggie said.
Holly looked confused. “I am?” When she looked at me, I gave her a small nod and an equal small shrug. Too much had happened between us for me to start lying.
“But, I thought. . .” Holly started to say before her words faded out while she looked from me to Maggie.
“That I wanted to do my brother?” Maggie asked, filling in the blank.
Holly nodded, “Isn’t that why you told me he had a big dick, because you wanted to ride it?” She winced when Maggie laughed at her confusion.
“I think she was trying to pimp me out to you,” I explained.
“But you like seeing him naked, don’t you?” Holly asked. “I mean, you said you gave him a blowjob this morning.” She looked at me, I guess trusting me to keep it real. I nodded, confirming Maggie had given me a blowjob.
Maggie gave me a very rare, shy smile. She sat up, eyed my cock before caressing it with Holly. “He really does have a nice cock, doesn’t he?” She gave me a tiny kiss on the cheek. “You know I love you, right?” I nodded. “But just because we fooled around a bit, it doesn’t change anything between us, does it?”
“I love you, too,” I replied, accepting her profession of love for what it was worth. She meant it the same way we always said “I love you,” to each other before going to sleep each night. “And it doesn’t change things a bit. You’re still a bitch.”