Susan is biting her hand and tears are streaming down her cheeks, as she bucks feverishly against my palm. Just as her arousal peaks and her release approaches, a passenger two rows ahead of us stands up and moves into the aisle. I pluck my finger and thumb from her excited holes, grab her skirt and push her legs down, while tossing a magazine over her thighs. I flip through the magazine while Susan’s chest heaves, her erect nipples embossing themselves on the front of her halter-top.
“Come on!” Susan pleads, spreading her thighs and pulling her knees up, as soon as he walks by. “Hurry!” She hisses, “We can finish before he comes back!” I plunge my finger and thumb back into her ass and pussy, finger fucking her so fast that the friction could start a fire. To help trigger her release, I dip the fingers of my other hand into her hot pussy juice and smear it all around her clit, rubbing circles all over it.
“Oh yeah!” Susan moans, as my fingers work their magic. She’s frantically driving her pussy against my hands, while covering her mouth to stifle her moans.
“That’s it! Oh God!” She whispers from behind her hand. Clenching her pussy muscles around my finger as her orgasm hits, she pushes my other hand from her clit. Jerking her shoulders forward in several quick spasms, her legs drop onto my lap and her juices soak my hand. I slowly extricate my fingers from her quivering orifices and pull her skirt down over her thighs. From the corner of my eye, I see the passenger from earlier walking back up the aisle behind us.
“Just in time.” I whisper and Susan smiles, as she swings her legs around and sits up in her seat. Grabbing some tissue from her purse and looking around to make sure on one is watching, she pulls her skirt up and mops up the juices leaking from her pussy.
“Maybe mom will do me with that double dildo thing.” Susan whispers excitedly, as the flight attendant announces our arrival.
“Didn’t like my fingers, huh?” I tease.
“I really liked your fingers!” She sighs. “But that other thing sounds totally wicked!” She says, kissing my cheek as the plane comes to a stop at the terminal.
“Mom said she’d wait at the curb.” Susan says, when she sees me looking around the waiting area after we deplane. We head towards the exit.
“There’s her car!” Susan says, as we walk through the automatic doors. I look at my sister and she looks a little disheveled from the flight; her skirt is askew and her hard nipples are poking out the front of her halter-top.
“Mom’s going to take one look at you and know what we did.” I tell her.
“So what?” Susan shrugs, glancing down and straightening her skirt.
Susan reaches the car first and takes the front seat. I climb in the back. Mom puts the car in gear and presses the accelerator without saying anything. Susan and I look at each other.
“What’s wrong, mom?” Susan asks.
“Ask your brother!” Mom snaps. “He’s the one who’s been controlling everything we do for the past year!” She says, tossing a small Target shopping bag into the backseat. Oh fuck! This can’t be good.
“What do you mean?” Susan asks, as I look inside the bag and find the DVDs Uncle Harry made of mom, Susan, Maggie and Nicole. Oh no! Mom found the videos! Fuck! And Maggie’s got my transmitter! I can’t undo any of this! Goddamn it! Fuck! What am I going to do?
“Your brother found some kind of Neuro thingy at Harry’s house and he’s been using it to control people. Isn’t that right, Nick?” Mom says, looking at me in the rearview mirror. I just nod my head, trying to figure out how I can explain this to them. “So all this family fucking and incest stuff we’ve been doing… none of it was our idea… he made us do it.” Susan’s jaw drops and she’s looking at mom, like she just fell out of the sky.
“You’re kidding, right?” Susan says. “I mean how can this thing control what you do?” Susan turns to me in the backseat. “Nick? What’s she talking about?”
“When mom and I went to Uncle Harry’s after he died, I found a Neuro Submission Transmitter. It makes people submissive to you and…” I let my voice trail off, hanging my head.
“Is that it?” Susan asks, pointing to the bag. I shake my head.
“No, it’s not that simple, Susan.” Mom’s voice rising as she gets all worked up. “Those are DVDs that Harry made of his… what do you call them, Nick? Test subjects? Guinea pigs? What?”
“DVDs of what?” Susan asks. I can’t think. I don’t know how I can ever explain this to them. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
“Nick can show you yours when we get home.” Mom says, dismissing the DVDs. “Tell her about the Neuro thing, Nick. Tell her how our whole lives have been a lie, ever since you got it.” Susan is staring at me, looking for an explanation that I don’t have. “Tell us both how you used it, Nick.” Mom says. “How you took away our free will and made us your goddamn sex slaves!” Mom yells, banging her hands against the steering wheel. “Your own mother and sister!” She yells.
“It wasn’t like that!” I tell her, defensively. “I used it! Yes, on both of you, but I didn’t make you do anything. I just took away your inhibitions, that’s all.”
“How?” Susan asks, still disbelieving what she’s hearing. “I don’t understand, Nick. What did you do?” She asks, imploring me with her eyes.
I start at the beginning and give them the Reader’s Digest version of how I found the transmitter and started experimenting with it. I tell them how Nicole was still under Uncle Harry’s influence, even after he died. How I found the DVDs that Uncle Harry had made of Nicole, Maggie, Mom and Susan. I confess that I got turned on by the DVDs of mom and Susan and used the transmitter to take away the taboos about incestuous love. I try to convince them that I didn’t force them to do anything against their will; I just eliminated their inhibitions.