Unique & Complicated

"Where did you learn that, baby?" I asked between moans.

"The internet," she giggled as she popped my cock out of her mouth. Before I could reply, she sucked me down again. I watched her head bob up and down, as her mouth slathered my cock with her saliva. She moaned around my cock, and I noticed she had her left hand between her thighs, as she stroked the length she couldn't suck with her right hand.

My whole body felt the pleasure that my sister's mouth was giving to my cock. She sucked me as deep as she could, her tongue slithering around the underside of my dick. She surprised me by taking almost half of my cock into her mouth, before her gag reflex stopped her attempt to deepthroat me. She pulled off of my cock with tears in her eyes.

"Fucking Goddamn, you're big!" she laughed in spite of the tears caused by her try at deepthroating. "How did my little brother end up so big?"

"Genetics?" I shrugged with a mirthful smirk.

"Mmmm, good genetics," she purred. "You're harder than an I-beam, baby. Chris isn't anywhere near as big as you are, either. You'll need to go slow when you make love to me."

At the mention of making love, my cock throbbed in response. "Are you ready for me to make love to you and take your virginity, Sis?" I asked, smiling.

Caity bit her lip as she smiled at me seductively. "Yes, Bro. I'm ready for you to make love to me. Are you ready to give me your virginity, too?"

To answer her question, I reached down and took her hands, pulling her up on top of me. The feel of her naked body excited me even more, as her soft skin pressed against mine. Her bullet-hard nipples dug into my chest, and her lips met mine in a breathtaking kiss. I closed my eyes, enjoying our tongue duel as I slowly rolled her over onto her back. She spread her legs for me, and I felt her pussy's heat and wetness on the tip of my cock.

I broke the kiss reluctantly, looking my sister in the eyes. "I love you, Caity," I whispered, reaching down and guiding my cock between her hot, wet pussy lips.

Caity gasped, and her eyes widened as the tip of my cock found the entrance to Heaven, and I slowly thrust it inside her.

"Oooh, God," we moaned in unison, as I thrust my hips forward slowly. Caity closed her eyes, moaning as I slowly filled her wet, hot, and very tight cunt. I felt her hymen, and stopped right there.

"Are you ready, Caity?" I asked softly, waiting for her go-ahead.

"Yes, Cole. Just go slowly, baby," she whispered and gasped as my cock broke her maidenhead. She grimaced in pain, so I stopped moving. After a few deep breaths, she opened her eyes and gave me a smile. Then she nodded for me to continue.

Inch by inch, I thrust, oh so slowly, into her tunnel of love. "Oh my God, that feels so good, Bro!"Caity moaned, closing her eyes in pleasure, this time.

Then I couldn't thrust anymore, as my hips met hers, and the head of my cock met the back of her pussy. Now, I knew my anatomy, thanks to Biology and Sex Ed classes. I knew that the head of my cock now pressed against Caity's cervix.

I leaned down and kissed her slowly, passionately, as I found myself buried completely in my sexy sister! She wrapped her arms around my neck, holding my lips to hers as we kissed each other lovingly. Then I started moving my hips.

As I withdrew for another thrust, Caity started moaning into my mouth. Her pussy gripped my shaft, as if not wanting to let me go. I pulled back until only the head was still in, and then thrust back in a bit faster than the first time.

She moaned even louder as our tongues continued their dance. I pulled back and thrust again, making my lovely sister moan even louder into my mouth.

I broke the kiss and looked into Caity's eyes, as I started thrusting a bit faster. She looked at me, eyes wide and mouth open, as the sensations flooded through both of us.

"Fuck, Caity!" I grunted as I kept thrusting, rolling my hips with each stroke. "You're so tight!"

"You feel huge inside me, Cole!" she replied, gasping and moaning. "Oh baby! Fuck! I'm getting close! I'm gonna come!"

Hearing her say that caused my balls to tighten and tingle. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer, either. We'd already fooled around for over twenty minutes, and I'd fucked her for almost ten, already. To be honest, for my first time, I was damn proud of how long I'd lasted!

"Me, too," I grunted. "I'm gonna come too, Sis! Do you want me to pull out?"

"No!" she exclaimed, and I felt her legs wrap around my waist. "Gimme that cum, Cole! I want to feel it inside me!" With that declaration, she used her feet, locked at the ankles behind my ass, as leverage. She pulled me into her, as she bucked her hips up to meet mine.

"Oh, fuck!" I said, feeling my balls tighten even more. Then I hit the point of no return. "Oh my God! I'm coming!" I shouted as I thrust hard into her, one more time. My first blast shot out of my cock, and I pulled back for another. I fucked four more blasts of baby juice into my sister's pussy, each shot firing as I bottomed out inside her hot cunt.

The first blast of cum set Caity off and she wailed like a banshee! Her eyes rolled back in her head, and her mouth opened as her considerable vocal chords let her pleasure be known to the world. Her body shuddered and shook, her legs staying locked around my hips. She shook her head from side to side, as she kept wailing to the heavens. Her hot, tight pussy got even tighter, as she clamped down and milked my cock for every drop of seed my balls could produce!

I collapsed on top of her, and she held me close as her body was wracked with aftershocks. "Stay in me, Cole. Stay inside me as long as you can," she whispered lovingly. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, Caity. I'm not going anywhere," I whispered back, kissing her beautifully full lips, softly.

"Caity, honey, if you and Chris are gonna be fucking in here, at least close your door! And where is your brother?"

Holy crap!

Chapter 2: Inferno

Now, if I'd just stayed there with my back and ass towards the door and my cock buried inside Caity's flooded pussy, maybe we could've gotten out of it without Aunt Jazz being any wiser. While I didn't see more than a passing resemblance between Chris and myself, I knew that I looked like him from behind. Same basic build and hair color, anyway. Yep, it's true. Hindsight is always 20/20. Unfortunately, I don't get paid enough to see into the future, and I was only 19 at the time! So yeah, we panicked.

Several things happened in rapid succession. I pulled my cock out of Caity's cum-drenched pussy and rolled off of her with panic in my eyes to look at Aunt Jazz, standing in the doorway. Caity reached over towards the head of her bed to grab her bedspread, pulling it over herself. Jazz got her first good look at my junk. I saw her eyes widen, and her tongue absently licked her lips. Then she looked at my face, and recognition dawned on her. Her expression changed, from one of carnal appreciation to one of shock.

All of that took place over the span of two, maybe three seconds.

I couldn't breathe as the tableau played itself out. I didn't know what to expect, since Aunt Jazz didn't explode right away. There I was, sitting on my sister's bed, my cock coated in Caity's and my juices. It didn't help... or maybe it did help that my dick was still semi-hard. The mushroom head was still swollen, and my shaft, while softer, wasn't all the way flaccid yet.

Jazz's eyes went from me to Caity, who'd just pulled the bedspread over herself. I followed our aunt's eyes to my sister's face. Caity's expression looked like a deer, caught in the headlights of an oncoming Mack truck. Her wide eyes and open mouth told me all I needed to know about her shocked state of mind. I slowly looked back at Aunt Jazz, and that finally broke the tableau.

Jazz's sigh of resignation was the last thing I'd expected. Ok, that's a lie. I literally had no idea what to expect. Yeah, she would've surprised me, no matter what.

"You two, get dressed. Then come to my room. We need to have a talk," she said, unnaturally calm by my estimation. Then, she turned and left without another word.

"We are soooo dead," Caity whispered.

"Probably," I agreed, grabbing for my shorts and boxers on the floor. "I'm so sorry, Caity."

"Takes two to tango, Bro," she said, sighing in resignation, too. "I wanted this, just as much as you did. Maybe even more."

"Maybe, but I doubt it," I said as I pulled my t-shirt on over my head. She had just pulled her panties and shorts up, and I leaned in and kissed her. "I love you, no matter what. Ok?"

"I love you too, baby," she replied, smiling in spite of our impending demise. "No matter what."

*****

I shouldn't have been surprised by Aunt Jazz's reaction. She's always had the coolest head in our family. I think the initial shock on her face should've surprised me more. That just didn't happen with her. Either way, we were pretty sure that nothing but doom awaited us in Jazz's room. Her room had served as our sanctum over the years, since Dad's death. We could tell her anything. Well, in my case, almost anything. Trouble with kids at school? No problem. Advice on our love lives? Sure thing! Jazz always had a workaround for everything. But, this situation was different.

Jazz, as always, had her door closed. Caity and I shared a glance and a nervous smile, and then I knocked.

"Come in, you two," she called from the other side. I turned the handle, and we walked in together. I closed the door behind us, as usual. Then I looked at her, where she sat in her desk chair. She had it swiveled around to face her bed, and motioned for us to have a seat. We did as she bade us.

I couldn't help but notice her dress. She had on a dark blue number, with plenty of cleavage showing. The milk chocolate valley between her glorious globes made looking her in the eyes very hard, no pun intended. Somehow, I managed to keep my eyes above neck level, but it was definitely a struggle. She sat, legs crossed at the knees, and I glanced at her legs. With a supreme effort of will, I yanked my gaze back up to her beautiful face.

"Before you two try to tell me that it wasn't what it looked like, don't bother," she started in a neutral tone. "Just tell me the truth, ok?"

"Yes, ma'am," I said, and Caity nodded beside me.

"How long has this been going on?" she asked the obvious question. She didn't seem mad, at least.

"That was our first time," Caity supplied, keeping her voice even. Caity can't lie. At least not very well. Jazz knows her well enough to know that she was telling the truth, here.

"Ok, I believe you," our aunt nodded. "Caitlyn, how did this happen? And, what about Chris?"

Caity relayed the events of this morning to Aunt Jazz, leaving nothing out. She started to tear up at one point, but fought it down and grasped my hand in hers. I squeezed it, and we shared another smile. She didn't describe our sex in detail, but she did acknowledge that we were in love with each other, and we had been for quite some time. We just didn't make the other aware of it until today.

"Ok, now it makes some sense," Jazz said, nodding thoughtfully. "Colin, it wasn't lost on me that Sherri's voice sounded a lot like Caitlyn's. Caitlyn, it didn't slip by me that Chris bears a bit more than a passing resemblance to Colin, either. I just hadn't really thought too hard about it, until just a little while ago."

"I'm sorry, Aunt Jazz," I apologized. "I'm not sorry for falling in love with Caity, but I am sorry that we weren't more discreet about it."

"Apology accepted, Colin," she replied with a nod. Her face, still emotionless, looked to be in full Problem Solving Mode. The use of our full names wasn't lost on either of us, though. That made what I had to tell her next even more difficult. I knew what I was about to say would probably get me killed, but I had to say it.

"Aunt Jazz, there's more," I said, taking a step closer to the edge of the cliff.

"More what, Colin?" she asked. Ok, once again, she used the full pronunciation of my first name. Not a bad sign, per se, but definitely not a good sign. It made what I had to tell her next even harder. I took a deep breath, and jumped into the abyss.

"I'm in love with Caity, but she isn't the only woman that I love," I started, struggling to keep myself from shaking. Caity, her hand still in mine, squeezed gently. I was able to take some strength from that. "I'm also In Love with you and Mom."

Jazz just sat there, motionless, but her eyes widened in shock again. She blinked a few times to regain her composure, as her brain processed what I'd just told her.

"You... what?" she asked, softly.

I explained about when and how it had happened. Those nights when we'd comfort Mom after Dad died, snuggling in bed together. I told her how those nights made me look at them as more than just Mom, Sis, and Aunt Jazz. I fell in love with their compassion, their hearts, and the lovely souls inside each of them. I explained how I wanted to, and would make them happy for the rest of our lives... if they would let me.

"That was when I first started having feelings for Cole, too," Caity confessed in a soft voice.

Aunt Jazz's expression softened considerably, as we confessed. Then Caity surprised even me.

"Auntie, you already know that I'm bisexual," she said. "I think I started falling in love with you and Mom back then, too."

"Uh, what?" I said, looking at her as she made that announcement. If I said I was surprised, that would be another huge understatement. A slightly snappier comeback than usual, that time, at least.

Then it all made sense. Just the fact that she'd accepted my love for Mom and Aunt Jazz so readily. And after only asking why I loved them as more than family. In spite of the situation, my cock started hardening inside my shorts.

"Wow," Aunt Jazz said, barely above a whisper. "So, you both feel this way?"

"I guess we do," I replied with a shrug, smiling helplessly.

"Yes, we do," Caity said in support, smiling hopefully.

Jazz went expressionless again, thinking. I wasn't sure what she was thinking, at that point. I hoped that she wouldn't tell Mom. I also hoped that she would let Caity and me continue to explore our love for each other. Then some small part of me hoped that she would join us. I knew it probably wouldn't happen, though. It was a definite longshot. But, that small thought made my cock harden even more.

I thought about shifting to try and hide it. Then I thought better of it. Shifting would probably just draw our aunt's attention to my crotch. As it turned out, she was looking, anyway.

Again, I saw that unconscious licking of her full lips, as I caught Aunt Jazz looking at where my junk hardened in my shorts. Then she regained her composure, looking me in the eyes.

"Cole, you might as well know, since Caity just confessed to you, too," she started her own confession. "Not all of the 'men' I've been seeing are men. Some, actually most, are women."

"Is that why you've never brought anyone home to meet us?" I asked, smiling.

"That's right," she continued with a nod. "After what your uncle did to me, all for showing your mother the loyalty he was supposed to show her, I haven't loved or trusted any other men. Except for you, that is. I like being with women, and don't act so surprised. I did some experimenting in college, and I really like pussy. I just like dick better. Anyways, you're the only man that I really trust, Cole. You're the only man that I love, too. I'm not sure that I'm in love with you, though."

"I think I understand, Aunt Jazz," I replied, nodding. Then I took a deep breath. "So, what happens now?"

"Well," she said. "Personally, I don't see anything wrong with you two being together. However, I can't speak for your Mom on this. I know your mother well, but I don't know how she might react to you two being in love with each other."

"So, you aren't going to tell her?" Caity asked, perking up hopefully.

"That's right, honey. I won't say anything to her," Jazz said, smiling back at her niece. "What I am going to say, though, is that you two need to be very discreet, here. In other words, no hanky-panky while your mother is home. As for my feelings about Cole, and you too, Caity, I need some time to think about all of this. Ok?"

"Ok, Aunt Jazz," I said, nodding, Caity nodding with me.

"Good," Jazz replied. "Now, you two need to get a shower, so you don't smell like sex when your Mom gets home. And Caity, use some Febreze in your room. You know where it is."

"Thank you, Auntie," Caity said, giving our aunt a hug.

"Yeah, thanks, Aunt Jazz," I added, joining in hugging her with Caity.

"Aww, you're welcome," she laughed, giving us a good squeeze. "Now, go on. You two smell really good to me, right now, but you need to get cleaned up! Go!"

We went. She closed the door behind us, and we headed for our respective rooms. I discarded my clothes into the hamper, making sure to remove my keys and wallet. Then I grabbed a towel and headed for the bathroom. I almost locked the door to Caity's room, but thought better of it. I opened it and looked into her room.

She stood with the bottle of Febreze, spritzing the scent of our coital romp away. She was already naked, so I took a long moment to enjoy the view. Then I spoke up. "Hey, Sis. Want to shower together?" I asked with a grin.

She turned and looked at me, grinning to match mine. "You bet, baby. Gimme a minute and I'll be right there."

I had to relieve my bladder anyway, so I did so while I waited for her. I'd just flushed when I heard the soft patter of Caity's bare feet on the floor to my right. I turned just as she threw her arms around my neck and pulled my face down to hers. She kissed me passionately, and for a split-second, I wondered what the fuck was wrong with Chris. He had to be a moron to cheat on my sister! Oh, well. His loss, my gain!

"Mmmm, you're also a much better kisser than that asshole," Caity said, breaking the kiss and giving me a radiant smile.

"Thanks, babe," I grinned back, appreciating the compliment. "You're way better than Sherri was, too."

"I hope so," she rolled her eyes. "I never did think she was good enough for you, you know."

"Well, I always knew that the asshole wasn't good enough for you," I replied, giving her another quick kiss. "I know why you dated him, though. I still don't see the resemblance much, but whatever. I guess since we couldn't have each other, we just picked the next best thing."

"We could've had each other, though," Caity sighed. "It just took a while for us to figure it out."

"You're right," I said, smiling lovingly as I gazed into her beautiful amber-brown eyes. "Now, let's get cleaned up, before Mom gets home."

It took a bit longer to get clean than we'd originally thought. We soaped each other up, and one thing led to another. Before I knew it, she'd turned her back to me and leaned forward, placing her hands against the shower wall to give her some balance as she bent over. Then she looked back over her shoulder, at me.

"Fuck me, Cole," she said, her voice and gaze thick with lust. "Gimme some more of that big thick cock and hot cum in my pussy!"

Once again, I got harder than steel in a hurry, and slipped my cockhead between her already drenched pussy lips. I grabbed her hips, gazing in wonder at her bubble butt, as my cock slid in and out of her sweet cunt. She still felt unbelievably tight, but I was hard enough to power into her.

"Oh, fuck, Cole! It's gonna take me a while to get used to that monster!" Caity giggled and moaned in pleasure as I filled her up. "Mmm, fuck me, baby! Fuck this pussy! It's your pussy now, Cole! Fuck your sister's cunt!" she screamed, as I plowed into her over and over.