I lay in my bed half awake. I knew it was too early to get up, but my mind would not shut up. I could not stop turning over recent events. Images of Annabelle, of breasts, of a bald head, of hospitals- all of making my heart pump faster.

Yet I was also having the strangest dream that my sister was sucking my cock. I felt my brain going through this war of emotional depth. I wasn’t sure I could handle. Yet, I felt her lips, the wetness of her tongue and the dripping of saliva onto my balls. It was soothing and magical, driving away the negative thoughts.

Imagine my surprise when I woke up fully and realized my beautiful wife, Jamie was kindly easing me into my day.

Panic, anger, depression, realization …she was doing a fabulous job of putting them all on the back burner.

She took my whole load and smiled while doing it. We kissed, and I tasted it, something I was growing to love.

“I love you, Babe,“ she whispered to me and all I could do was hug her tight. We knew Annabelle was going to be all right.

***

In my panic, I had exaggerated some about the size of the lump. Once Annabelle had tests and scans, it turned out to be closer to a large marble. Still, quite large and potentially quite dangerous.

My beautiful sister met with many specialists, and the decision was made to do a lumpectomy, regardless of the results of the biopsy.

There are long nights, long weeks, and lots of speculations. The biggest question we all shared was How could all three of us have missed it?

It made no sense, especially since she was such an advocate for women’s health. But since there is no turning back the clock, the pointing finger never points to solutions.

Then one month since the shower revelation there came fantastic news: despite its size, the lump turned out to be BENIGN!

The shouts of relief were Clarion calls across the universe!

The phone calls to my sisters and brothers and my aging mother garnered tears of joy and small celebrations. Annabelle‘s 45th birthday party that had planned to be simply the nine of us soon expanded to over eighty people and a catered lunch at a nearby banquet hall. It went on until two in the morning.

The surgery was scheduled for two days after her birthday.

Once again the beautiful Jamie stepped up. She stayed with the kids on several occasions, and I accompanied Nicole and Amelia to the hospital when Annabelle had her surgery.

Two of my other sisters sat with us in the waiting room. Never being one to be able to sit still, Joel paced up and down and walked the corridors. A couple of his bandmates came by to see how everything was going. Back then, these kinds of things took quite a while and recovery would be a couple of days.

***

A summer evening months later I sat on a park bench with Joel and Annabelle as the kids waited for ice cream with Jamie just thirty feet away.

My sister looked amazing: her hair up in a messy bun, the light dress clinging to her body with soft sultry security. She looked content. She even sighed into her husband’s firm hug.

I asked quietly, “How was the last mammogram?” Oops…

Apparently I ruined the mood as she stared at me with surprise.

“What? Joel told me you had one last Tuesday.”

“It was negative, mood killer!”

Joel laughed, “Uh oh Mick…”

“I was just checking in! You don’t tell me shit.”

Her mischievous glint sparked up and caused her smile to sneak past. “You are sweet to do so. I am fine. You’re worse than him.”

Joel looked incredulous. “What? I didn’t do anything?”

“Other than go into a massive guilt trip.”

He straightened and became serious. “Mick was right, Babe. We all missed this. Excuse us for worrying.”

She smiled and closed her eyes taking a hand from each of us and squeezing hard.

“I know…I love you both so much.” We sat in grateful silence. “I know we were going to do the riverwalk but do you think maybe you two could take me home early?”

I sat up concerned. “Sure. You feel okay?”

She giggled and kissed her husband. “More than,” she whispered.

His eyebrows shot up, and he looked at me and smiled. Holy shit! I guess her sex drive had finally returned. And she said, “You guys take me home.” We hadn’t had a threesome in years!

“I’ll go tell Jamie and Nicole.” I stood up so fast to walk over to the ice cream stand I could hear her laughing behind me.

Jamie was completely understanding and winked at me, knowing what was going to happen. Nicole was genuinely sweet and gave me a hug saying I was a loving brother. If she only knew…

We rode in my car, and the two of them shared the backseat. It was like watching live pornographic foreplay. They kissed, fondled, and removed clothing quickly and efficiently. In no time, Joe was plunging fingers into a very wet and grateful pussy. He had his wife’s right breast in his mouth and was sucking on the nipple. I was doing my best to not stare into the rearview mirror, my erection attempting to rip through my shorts.

“Totally unfair you two! I know marriage has privileges, but holy shit!”

Annabelle looked right in the mirror and stuck her tongue out. She then purposefully kept eye contact with me as she took Joel’s impressive blonde rooted cock into her mouth and began to give him the blowjob of a lifetime. What a brat!

I swerved as a car honked at me. Joel being a smart ass said between moans. “Keep it on the road brother! I’m getting the blowjob of a lifetime!”

I know, asshole, I just said that in my brain

It was nearly ten minutes and one thick load of cum later that we pulled into the driveway. I was breathing hard and sweating, but not as much as the two of them. They grabbed a few pieces of discarded clothing and quickly scrambled out of my car. I followed, and despite Annabelle’s tits still being out and Joel having not zipped up, we were giggling like school kids, hoping the neighbors would not notice.

In the house, we rushed for the bedroom. Annabelle pulled her dress off and tossed it to the corner. Her panties that were soaked after Joel brought her off in the car were quickly tossed with it. The man of the house was already naked and pulling back the covers, while I was struggling to get my fucking zipper down. Seriously?

My now naked sister walked towards me and keeping up with her obnoxious naughty streak brought my head down for a sultry kiss. “Looks like it’s just gonna be me and my husband, brother. Unless you rip those shorts in half.”

I shook my head at the ridiculousness of it as she climbed onto the bed and met her husband in a scorching wet kiss. Such a brat. I literally broke the zipper and threw the pants across the room in frustration. My T-shirt and underwear followed.

As long as we were all playing and teasing one another, I literally leapt onto the bed next to her. She screeched and bounced as the mattress readjusted. I grabbed her and turned her body so she was pressed against me. I kissed her deeply, our tongues battling while she still giggled. I kissed down her neck and reached her left breast. I paused…

The room was silent.

I looked up, and Joel was staring at me. He had a smile and gave a small shrug. I looked up at my sister, whose eyes were suddenly filled with water.

The scar was small, but the dent was not. On the outside of her breast just towards the bottom, a two-inch scar still pink showed where she had the tumor removed. She still had a lovely breast, but there was no doubt it had been through some trauma.

She said softly, with some emotion that mixed sadness and anger, “I’m still the same person.…”

It broke my heart that she would think I would think anything less. I took the nipple into my mouth and gently kissed, sucked and caressed it the way she liked it. My fingers lightly played over the scar and I squeezed gently. To emphasize her desirability and beauty my brother-in-law bent down and took over. I worked my way over to the right side and soon her men were suckling like Romulus and Remus while she rubbed her hands through our hair. Her tears never stopped, but they seemed to be a bit more joyful.

Joel had been in bed with us in the past while I had fucked with my sister. But those times he was fucking my wife at the same time. (what a bizarre sentence to write out, but it’s the truth.)

I decided that since he had gotten the blowjob of a lifetime and had gotten her off with his fingers, it was my turn.

I put myself between her legs and ran my stiff cock up and down her hairy wet pussy. Joel looked up mostly out of curiosity, but also out of a strange sense of solidarity. He got it, we both loved her equally. He accepted it and encouraged me to reclaim the love and lust I had for her. Not many men could be this giving, and the generosity was not lost on me.

Annabelle opened her eyes, looked to her husband and gave him a deep kiss. Then she sat up a bit and motioned for me to come close. We kissed, mostly tongues, just sneaking around. It was wet and sloppy and dirty and wonderful. She held my head and pulled back. Her eyes burned into me

“Fuck me, baby bother. Fuck me hard, make me cum in front of my husband. Do it now!”

I nodded. I backed up to prepare for entry and surprised her by grabbing her legs and flipping her over. She yelped but did not fight back. In fact, she’s stuck her ass up for me and I gave it a deep kiss. Then I lined myself up with her gorgeous, open wet pussy, and slid into the most delightful cunt I’d ever been inside.

As I began to pull back and find a comfortable rhythm, I concentrated on angles I knew drove her arousal to a peak. The mashing of our bodies was only matched by the intense emotions we shared. The craziness of the physical attraction was only matched by the craziness of the situation. I was fucking my sister in front of her husband and both of them were loving it.

To illustrate, Joel helped Annabelle up onto her elbows and pushed his decent-sized cock into her mouth. She moaned and immediately got to work. As I said previously, her blowjobs are legendary, and I loved watching her work; even if it wasn’t on me. In this situation, I honestly think I was getting the better part of the deal.

As soon as she began to suck him vigorously, (saliva running down his shaft, his balls getting wetter), her vagina clenched two or three times. These were prelude orgasms I had come to know as lovely fair-weather friends. The coupling of our tools of love was unlike anything in my life and they knew each other so well. I pushed up then down, then cranked my hips to the side, each thrust trying for a different angle. Variety bringing her to surprises and prolonging the crescendo towards the inevitable.

At the other end, Joel was holding her head and pushing in and out with firm thrusting. His eyes were closed and he was moaning out her name in quiet sexual grumbling. She really was an expert with those tongue and lip combinations. I knew he would not last for long although he had cum in the car earlier.

My hope was that he would pull out and spray it on her body. And perhaps I could join him and for the first time, our essence would commingle. I have no idea why this thought came into my head. I had admired him and his body while never entertaining any sexual attraction towards him. But doing this now, with him in the bed, naked, somehow transformed my thinking. I did not want to be her, sucking his impressive inches…but I wouldn’t mind it if I was. Did that made sense?

This new confusing desire drove me to increase my speed and depth. My hands gripped her wonderful hips and she pulled off of Joel with a gasp. She turned towards me and moaned my name several times.

“Miiick! Ohhhh! Oh God! Mick, oh God! You fuck me so good!” The next open-mouthed “Oh” Joel slid back in and began to match my speed.

I knew she could take it and I also knew she wanted it. What I didn’t know was how turned on I would be when he and I locked eyes as if we were in a contest. We were racing for a finish line that neither one of us knew we wanted to cross. It was not so much rivalry as it was a shared goal. I believe in another circumstance, we may have high-fived or perhaps even kissed…

Turns out he was the winner. I hoped he would be. With a loud grunt and a yelp of her name, he pulled out and shot come on her face. Then her hair got covered, and several squirts sprayed across her back. This was what I was hoping for!

Annabelle was moaning and gasping at the abrupt release and saying repeatedly how much she loved his cum! She sounded almost drunk in the joy of it all.

Her body began to slam back against me with hard slapping noises. My cock was a piston in a well-lubricated engine. But it was ready for a blowout. My breath came faster, my moans louder!

“FUUUCKKkkkk!”

I pulled out just as my cum erupted out of the slit at the end of my screaming erection. The first shot was half in her pussy, the next on her ass, but the remaining splattered across her back joining her husband’s semen in a batter for the ages. The feeling was colossal and overwhelming. I willed myself to stay upright as the power of it nearly knocked me over.

After a few moments of the three of us panting and trying to recover. I stared at the mess on her back as she lowered herself flat onto the bed. Some of it ran down her sides painting her rib cage and her breasts.

Were we going to taste it? Was this something he even wanted to do?

I guess I had to be the first. I reached down and swirled it across her skin before taking it into my mouth. As I sucked my fingers clean, I looked at my brother-in-law whose mouth was open and eyes were wide. But the expression was not one of disgust nor anger.

Again, not for the purpose of rivalry, he imitated my act. He licked his own fingers clean, and the two of us shared questionable faces bordering on laughter.

Joel broke the moment. “Well, that was different… Not bad mind you but…”

I finished for him. “Different… Absolutely.“

Annabelle was still gently moaning as the orgasms we had given her sent endorphins through her recently traumatized body. I was happy she was feeling good. I was thankful I was part of bringing that joy to her.

But fear in the back of my mind threw more wood on my fire of doubt.

Was she really OK?

The second half of the finale is in the works. If you like this one, hit the Star or the Heart or both. Please leave a comment. I try to respond to all.

Thank you so much for reading, Matt.

NEXT: Sister So Sexy: Serenity and Sojourn.