Connie & Kurt make love then include Delia in a threesome.
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I slept better than any night I could remember. After I left Aunt Cordelia’s bedroom and got under the covers, my mind was filled with incredible memories. As I thought of Delia’s face, buried in my pussy, I began to get wet all over again. I rubbed myself and orgasmed, thinking of how delicious it felt as Delia made me cum.
When I woke up the next morning, all I could think about was her incredible naked body. She was my first lesbian experience – with someone safe, someone that I could count on.
“My heart and my legs will always be open to you,” she’d said.
I wanted those legs to open for me now. But I had a problem. My 20-year-old twin brother Kurt had started it all – at least that’s what I’d thought when I secretly saw he and Aunt Cordelia stripping each other in the kitchen when they thought the house was empty.
They got naked and went to his bedroom downstairs where she rode his hard cock until he came inside her.
I was shocked and horrified at first. Later in my room I ended up fantasizing about the two of them and brought myself to an orgasm. The next day I confronted Kurt. He said it was actually Delia who’d seduced him – but that it was one of the best experiences he’d ever had.
I had to know for myself, so I approached Delia later that night in her room. As we talked, and she helped me explore an attraction to women I didn’t know I had – we ended up having the most beautiful love-making session. We made each other cum, and I knew I’d never be the same.
My problem was that I had given Kurt a pretty hard time about having incest with our aunt. Now I had done the same thing. Delia even suggested a threesome with me and Kurt – something I’d never thought about – and wouldn’t have thought about, had it not been for Delia.
“Kurt, can we talk?” I said through Kurt’s door the next night.
The door opened slightly. “Connie? What’re you doing down here so late?”
“It’s important, okay?” I said, pushing my way into the room and closing the door behind me.
Kurt was wearing only a pair of knit shorts. I’d seen him nude with Delia, but from across a dimly lit room. Up close, I could see the muscle definition in his chest and stomach. I hadn’t realized how big his arms were. We were fraternal twins – so as petite as I was, he was taller, bigger, and stronger.
His bed was still made – the same bed where I’d seen him fuck our aunt. A computer screen lit up the room – displaying a game he’d obviously been playing.
“What’s so important that couldn’t wait until morning?” Kurt said, sitting on the edge of the bed.
I sat next to him. It was late – and I’d come downstairs wearing only a long t-shirt and panties – no bra. It was the same thing I’d worn the night before when I visited Delia’s room across the hall.
“I have to confess something to you and, um, well, apologize.”
“About what?” Kurt asked, scratching his thigh.
My eyes were drawn to the movement, and to his crotch, where I could see the bulge of his soft penis pushing up on the shorts.
“Well, um…” I said, returning my gaze to Kurt’s face. “It’s about Delia.”
“Oh, so now you’re calling her Delia, eh, not Aunt Cordelia?”
“Yeah, well, seems I wanted to confront her like I did you.”
Kurt raised his eyebrows. “And how’d that go?”
“Not like I thought,” I said. “She’s such an amazing person you know.”
“Oh, I know!” Kurt said.
I noticed out of the corner of my eye the bulge in his shorts grow slightly.
“We talked about what happened between you two and then about women being attracted to other women.”
Kurt smiled slightly and the bulge continued to grow sideways, pushing on his shorts.
“That’s so hot,” Kurt said. “Is she attracted to you?”
I nodded. “Very much. The more we talked the more I realized how aroused I’d gotten watching her fuck you. She told me I should explore those feelings with her – as a person she could trust.”
“And?” Kurt said, shifting himself slightly on the bed.
“And… she kissed me,” I said, remembering those soft lips on mine. The memory aroused me.
“No shit!” Kurt said. “And that was all?”
“Oh no,” I said. “Not by a long shot. We started sharing our tongues and before I knew it, she was caressing my nipples. I got so turned on that I decided the taboo of incest wasn’t so taboo after all.”
“And you two… you made love?”
“Uh huh,” I replied, realizing that the memory was making me wet.
It must have showed because Kurt’s gaze dropped to my chest. I looked down and saw the nipples on my medium-sized breasts were erect and poking out under my t-shirt.
“And how was it?” Kurt asked, glancing back up.
“It was wonderful,” I said. “I felt things I’d never felt. I made her cum twice – once by my fingers and once by my mouth on her pussy.”
“Fuck!” Kurt said.
I saw him clinch and his dick pushed up the side of his shorts.
“Are you… getting hard?” I asked, looking at his crotch.
“How could I not?” he said, reaching down and running his fingers along his erection. “I think you’re getting turned on too,” he said, looking at my chest.
I started to cover my breasts, but then stopped.
“It’s true,” I said. “I get aroused thinking about her – and, um, thinking about you too.”
“Me?” Kurt asked, grasping his cock.
“Yeah, you,” I said. “Remember – I saw you with Delia. I saw your hard cock slip inside her and make her cum. Like I said to you before – you look, nice. Really nice.”
“What are you saying?” Kurt asked.
“I don’t really know,” I answered. “I just know that when I think about you, I don’t think of you as just my brother now. I think of you as a man – a sexy man. A man I’d like to get to know more… um, intimately.”
“You would?”
I nodded. “I know it’s all kinds of wrong, but after seeing the two of you together, and the pleasure you brought Delia, I kind of want you to bring me that pleasure too.”
“You want us to make love, with each other?” Kurt asked, his dick now straining to escape his shorts.
“I think maybe you want that too,” I said, staring at his crotch.
Kurt took his hand off his dick, which now stood up, tenting out his shorts. “It’s that obvious?”
I laughed. “Oh yeah. It’s happened to me too.”
As I said this, I parted my legs. Kurt looked down and saw a large wet patch staining the front of my panties.
“You’re wet,” he said.
“Sopping,” I said, touching my panties and pushing in on my labia so that they showed through the fabric.
“So, what are we going to do about this?” Kurt asked, staring at my pussy.
“Maybe we should start with a kiss?” I said, putting my hand on Kurt’s bare thigh.
“Your hand is so warm,” Kurt said. “It feels nice.”
I lightly caressed his thigh and leaned over, tilting my had slightly to the side. Kurt tilted his head, and our lips met. His lips were surprisingly soft – not like Delia’s – but softer than other guys I’d kissed.
“That felt good,” I said, breaking off.
“To me too,” Kurt said. “Not like kissing my sister but kissing a woman – a very attractive woman.”
“You think so?” I asked.