“Where have you been?” Sheri asked when her brother came into the house later the next afternoon.
“I had some things to take care of,” Charles replied, wiping the sheen of sweat from his forehead.
“Last night,” Sheri began.
“Look, it’s okay,” Charles said. “We can just forget it. It never happened.”
“I can’t stop thinking about it,” Sheri said.
“What exactly is ‘it’?” Charles asked, feeling his cock aching in his shorts.
“Just all of it,” Sheri replied. “Do you really think I could do it?”
“That’s up to you,” Charles replied. “If you want to do it, you can, but clearly you have reservations, which I think is good. It shows that you’re thinking about it, weighing the ramifications.”
“I don’t understand how you can know what I’m thinking so well,” Sheri sighed.
“Because you’re like everyone else,” Charles said with a laugh. “There’d be something wrong with you if you weren’t thinking about it.”
“And it wouldn’t bother you, you know, to… to do the portfolio for me?” Sheri asked. “With me?”
“It wouldn’t bother me at all,” Charles replied, “but I’m not so sure that it wouldn’t bother you. I thought the whole idea of incest disgusted you, and if you do the portfolio, well…”
“I thought about what you said,” Sheri replied, blushing. “I am an adult and I should be allowed to decide what I do and with whom.”
“So you don’t think you’d mind me seeing you naked, taking pictures of you?” Charles asked.
“I’d say you saw me plenty naked last night,” Sheri said, blushing.
“And you saw me,” Charles said, nodding. “Do you really want my cock in your mouth, filling it with cum? Or your pussy? Or your ass? Because that’s what a proper portfolio is going to be.”
“But where could we do it?” Sheri asked, Charles eyes slightly widening as he realized that she had made up her mind.
“I have a place, a small studio,” Charles replied.
“You do?” Sheri asked, looking at him with surprise on her face. “I didn’t know that. How long have you had it?”
“About 8 months, ever since I started working on the project,” Charles replied.
“And you kept it a secret from me?” Sheri asked.
“No, I just never told you about it,” Charles replied. “It never occurred to me that you’d be interested.”
“Do mom and dad know about it?” she asked.
“Yes,” Charles replied slowly. “They’ve been paying for it, the rent.”
“No wonder mom was so upset with me the other night,” Sheri said. “I know that there’s nothing they wouldn’t do for us and I was giving her a hard time because of what she believes. God, I’m so ashamed of myself.”
“I’m sure if you told her that, and dad, that they’d understand,” Charles said. “They know that it’s not an easy world these days, that there’s a lot of confusion.”
“It’s so nice to see the two of you spending more time together,” Amy said as she and Reginald came in the door.
“How come you never told me that you were paying for a photo studio for Charles?” Sheri asked.
“It… it just never occurred to me that you’d be interested,” Amy replied, flushing. “Besides, Charles was uncomfortable with the whole idea. He didn’t want everyone to know about it until he was ready, but we felt that he needed it and the encouragement to try.”
“He needed a place to take photos, a studio environment,” Reginald said. “It’s not a secret. We’re both really happy that it may have helped with the scholarship that you got.”
“It definitely did help,” Charles assured them. “I’d never have been able to get the pictures I needed without it.”
“And we’re proud of you,” Amy said, clearing her throat. “Now I’ll get some dinner ready.”
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
“Reginald, I’m worried,” Amy said to her husband when they were in bed later that night.
“About what?” Reginald asked, sliding his hands beneath her peignoir and filling them with her full breasts, feeling her hard nipples pressing into his palms.
“Sheri,” Amy replied, sighing as she felt her nipples being pinched, hard the way she liked it, a direct connection to her pussy flooding her with juices as she gasped.
“Why would you worry about Sheri?” Reginald asked, capturing a nipple in his mouth and sucking on it, chewing on it, eliciting gasps of delight from his wife.
“She’s growing up,” Amy sighed, holding his head close as he suckled her breasts, first one, then the other.
“She certainly is,” Reginald agreed, sliding over on top of her, nose to nose. “They both are,” he said, kissing her.
“But she’s our daughter,” Amy said, lifting her legs to wrap around his waist, feeling his cock brush her naked pussy lips.
“I’m sure she’s fine,” Reginald said, lowering his hips, his cock unerringly finding Amy’s pussy and filling it, sighing as he felt the moist warmth of her enveloping him. “She just needs to find something that interests her, like Charles has.”
“Oh, not like Charles,” Amy gasped as Reginald pounded his cock into her hungry pussy. “Do you ever wonder if we’ve made a mistake, encouraging him, helping him.”
“Not for a second,” Reginald said as he pumped his cock in and out of her increasingly wet pussy. “Do you?”
“Sometimes I feel bad, unsure,” Amy admitted as he picked up the pace, really fucking her now, her legs locked around his waist.
“Everything is going to be fine,” Reginald said, pulling his cock from her pussy and reversing himself into a 69, lowering his face to her pussy as he felt her mouth envelope his cock. “God, I just love your pussy,” he moaned as he sucked her long, wrinkled pussy lips into his mouth as he felt his cock explode in hers, feeling her mouth hollow as she sucked on him, gulping his cum down as he filled her mouth, her pussy juices flooding his tongue as he drank her up.