“Hey,” Randy says, pulling the ear buds from his ears and shutting down his IPOD. His sister is just standing demurely by his bed.
“It’s not what you think, Randy,” Sylvia says. “It just happened, and then it gained momentum over time. We couldn’t help ourselves,” she says, pleading with her eyes. “You’re making it into some dirty little ass fucking thing, but it wasn’t like that.” She sits down on the bed next to him, placing her hand on his arm and locking eyes with him. “I don’t expect you to understand, but what Dad and I had was special. It wasn’t like what you’re making it into at all.” Tears are streaming down her cheeks.
“Call it what you want, Sis,” Randy says, proceeding cautiously. He expects that she may have had a change of heart and he doesn’t want to blow it. “But you’ve still been fucking your own father and now you’re caught.”
“You’re right,” she says, nodding her head. “But it’s over. Dad and I… today was the last time. I’m getting married and I want to be a completely faithful wife to Chris. So whatever you have in mind, we have to do it before Saturday, okay?” She looks at him expectantly.
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“Sure,” Randy says, reaching up and wiping a tear from her cheek. He can barely contain his excitement. “Look, Sis, I really don’t want to ruin anyone’s life. But like you, I can’t help myself. Watching you and Dad fuck… you were so… the way you moved… your body is so perfect… you are like the ultimate fantasy… you are like a fuck goddess.” Randy stops talking. Sylvia is just looking at him. Is she actually blushing?
“What do you want me to do?” he asks quietly.
“I don’t know,” Randy admits, his plan is changing while they speak. “It depends on what you want.”
“What do you mean?” Sylvia asks.
“Well, you said what you and Dad had was special,” Randy says, formulating an idea in his mind. “I don’t want you to just go through the motions with me. I want to find some way to make it special for you, too, Sis. What is your ultimate sexual fantasy? What have you always wanted to do that you’ve never shared with anyone?” Randy asks her, excitedly.
“You’re too late, Randy,” Sylvia laughs. “Anything I’ve ever fantasized has come true with either Daddy or Chris. You’re not going to be able to compete with them, so I guess you just have to take your fuck goddess as is,” she says, smiling.
“Come on, Sis,” Randy insists. “Everyone has some kinky fantasy that they’ve never shared with anyone. Now is your chance. I already know enough about you to ruin your life,” Randy chuckles. “What harm can it do to dig deep and share your most intimate, never before shared, fantasy?” he asks, raising an eyebrow at her.
“You’re right,” Sylvia consents. “I do have one secret fantasy, but you’re not in any position to fulfill it, so what’s the difference?”
“Try me,” Randy persists. “What have you got to lose?” He’s excited now; maybe this will work out better than he thought.
“Okay, my ultimate fantasy,” Sylvia takes a breath. “What is every girl’s ultimate fantasy? Multiple cocks.” Sylvia watches his reaction. “I dream of being fucked by two or three guys at the same time; cocks in every orifice. But what are you going to do, call up your high school buddies? No way!” she laughs. “So let’s just decide when and where we’re going to do this. I’ll do my best to give you the fuck of your life, okay? Then it’ll be over.” Sylvia reaches over and squeezes his cock through his jeans. It’s grown harder while they’ve been talking. It’s more impressive than she expected.