Unspoken Pleasure

"Oh, man, that was the sexiest thing I have ever seen," Marge exclaimed. "Fantastic! Have you ever done that before, Johnny?"

"No, never."

"How was it, Sue?"

"I don't know what to say. Terrific. Fabulous. Great. I thought Johnny was going to leave

me hanging and instead he gave me a huge climax. Thank you, Johnny."

Marge had a video editing program on her computer. She took the raw files and assembled them into a twelve-minute video. Friday night we would see our performance.

The video had just started when mom came home. She glanced at the big screen TV and did a double take. We all held our breaths, waiting for an explosion.

"This looks interesting. Can I watch too?" She sat down next to me as Marge restarted the playback.

"Who was using the camera?"

"I was," Marge admitted. "And did the video editing."

"Very well done."

Mom reached over and grabbed my crotch, feeling my cock.

"Great cock, Johnny. You're getting really good. And that tongue action... fabulous. Well, I have to get ready, got a hot date tonight. You guys have fun."

"This is the only copy," Marge commented. "I deleted all of the work files. When you are old and gray no sex tapes will suddenly appear on line."

"I'm amazed how good it is."

"Yeah, I'm pleased too. The only thing that would have been better is to re-shoot some of the close-ups. There were some angles I couldn't manage quickly enough."

"Well, I need to get going. I'm glad your mom didn't make a big ruckus. She's a really cool lady."

We watched the video twice more. Not bad.

"That was really nice of Marge to do all that work."

"Yeah. I was wondering, when she started playing with my cock, if she wanted to get involved."

"I wondered the same thing. Do you think she wants to fuck you?"

"Could be. Would you want me to?"

"I don't know. No, I don't think so. Your cock has only been in me. And my pussy has been exclusively yours. I don't want to share. Fondling your cock is one thing. Having it inside her, no, I don't think so."

"I agree."

As I relate these events you might get the impression that we spent every hour of every day in bed, fucking. Not true. We were both freshman at U of M, taking pre- science courses. Weekdays were occupied with classes, reports, and studying. The end of the day and weekends were for sex. We were homebodies by choice.

The months went by and summer was here. Our house had a small pool and we spent many afternoons outside. We enjoyed having friends over for little parties. Almost everyone was from our class and fun to be around. Many of the girls had great bodies accented by little bikinis. Sue held her own with two new bikinis, both a bit smaller than even the previous new one.

We strategized that we dare not show any amorous action towards each other. So by design Sue would flirt with some of the guys and I would chat up and admire the girls. It was actually fun to act out sexual innuendos, knowing in a few hours we would be fucking.

During our last three years we expanded our role playing to include double dating. Sue with some guy, me with a girl. Just a bit of kissing and groping, but all in all pretty innocent.

Upon graduation we applied for grants to pursue our graduate degrees. UC, Berkeley, came through. Keeping our relationship a secret had proven to be quite challenging. Being some 3000 miles from home no one would know us. We decided that we would be "husband and wife." That way we could show public affection. I purchased two rings to make it more plausible.

We were quickly accepted by our classmates and became part of the fun crowd. The social norms were very liberal. We were by far the most conservative, including sex. Unless you set aside that we were siblings. If our liberal friends only knew!

We finally adapted to the west coast environment one weekend where we both smoked pot for the first time, plus some booze. One girl started nuzzling up to me. I looked around and didn't see Sue at that moment.

"Your wife's not here, but I am. Damn, you're a good looking guy. Bet you're good in bed."

She started fondling my cock through my pants. My mistake was to let her continue. "That feels good, big boy? I think you have a real nice one. I know a nice place you can put it."

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I wasn't used to such overt sexual aggressiveness and mumbled something.

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Sue stormed up to me, glaring at the girl who quickly disappeared.

"I go to the bathroom and some girl is practically raping you. Who the hell was she?"

"I don't know. She just came up to me, gave me some line, and started rubbing my crotch. I didn't encourage her."

"Well, you sure didn't fight her off, either. Well, two can play that game," she retorted as she stomped off.

I watched as she approached several guys and animatedly joined in their conversation. She turned back to me, smiled, and resumed her flirting. It pissed me off. I went into the other room to refresh my drink. I returned to suggest we go home but I didn't see her. I looked in the adjacent room, then went out to the patio. Not there either. Now I was getting worried.

"Looking for your wife, honey?" the girl from earlier asked.

"I saw her head off that way with two guys. Doesn't look good. But why worry when you have me."

I pushed her away and went in the direction she indicated. Several closed doors. I opened one, nothing. The second, nothing. As I approached the third I heard some conversation.

"Nice cocks. Nice and hard. What do you boys intend to do."

Then I heard Sue laugh. I tried to open the door but it was locked.

"Go away."

I tried the knob again.

"Go away, asshole. We're busy."

Then someone unlocked the door. "You can have her next."

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My sister was nude with a guy kneeling over her, his cock in her mouth. As soon as she saw me she tried to get up but the guy held her down, continuing to face fuck her.

"Get off of her. Get off of my wife," I yelled.

The guy standing by the bed stared at me and then pulled his buddy off Sue.

"Shit, man, we don't need this. Let's go."

His buddy pulled up his pants and they pushed past me.

"Johnny, it's all your fault. You were playing with that bitch so I wanted to show you I could also be bad. He had a nice cock, don't you think? I liked sucking it. I would have let them both fuck me if you hadn't burst in."

"Put your clothes on, we're going."

"The party's still going, Johnny. Go find your girlfriend and have some fun."

I had never seen my sister this way.

"Let's go, Sue. This is not for us."

Not a word was spoken back to our apartment. And none in the morning. Finally, Sue broke the silence.

"Johnny, I think we need to expand our horizons. Here I am, 22 years old, and only been fucked by one cock. Last night I realized guys like me. I liked sucking his cock. I was ready to do more, too."

"All that just because some skank rubbed my crotch?"

"No, that was just the excuse. And the booze and pot just made it seem ok. Come on, Johnny, didn't you like her rubbing your cock? Didn't you have a moment where you visualized fucking her?"

"No, I didn't. Well, maybe a little. But I certainly would not have done it."

"Well, I was ready. I'm sorry, Johnny. Next party, I'm going to have some fun. With or without you."

Later Sue admitted she really didn't mean everything she said.

"I know sex with strangers can be really dangerous. And I really want us to do things together. Maybe we can find another couple that we both like. A couple that we can swap with. I get a new cock to try and you can wow her with your tongue and big cock."