Secrets

She was asking you but Zoey was ready with an answer. “Soooo many ideas!” Rolling over she opens the little drawer on Elsie’s night stand. When she rolls back she has a dildo in her hand! “We could use your dildo on him. I’ll get the strap!”

“What!?” You exclaim.

El giggles and blushes. “Zoey!”

“What?” Zoey laughs and begins to tap the toy against your chest. “I wanna see his super bussy in action.”

“My what!?” You exclaim again. That was NOT the direction you expected this to take.

“Zoey!” Elsie says. “I told you about that in confidence!”

“You told her what exactly?” You say.

“Um…” She smiles a guilty smile. “Nothing.”

“He he he. Your aunt has a theory.” Twirling the tip of Elsie’s dildo round and round your nipple Zoey suggests. “Ooo! We could lure Fiona in here and see what happens.”

“Zoey!” El says firmly. “What a terrible thing to say!”

“Oh geez! I’m sorry.” Zoey bows her head like a scolded pup. “I…I just…I didn’t mean…I’m sorry, El.”

You look at Zoey. “If I wanted Fiona I’d be in her room right now.”

“Oh Jesse!” El smiles.

You peer down at the phallus Zoey continued to rub back and forth across your chest. “Is that really your dildo?”

Her blush deepening and pussy moistening Elsie nods. “Mm hm.”

“It’s, um, not what I expected.”

Given the mammoth proportions of your incestuous clan you would have guessed their toys would be of a similar scale. But, to your great surprise, Elsie’s humble dildo was average sized. Hell…you thought you might actually be a bit bigger!

Picking up your meaning Zoey says. “It’s pretty puny, right? I mean, it’s technically average but…you know what I mean.” She licks your shoulder. “But Elsie’s spoiled my yaya for regular guys so I’m hardly a good one to ask.”

“Zoeyyyy!”

“Ha!” Zoey chortles. Wrapping a leg around yours she begins to grind her wet pussy against you. “I’m hardly complaining, am I? Elsie though, she can’t handle the big ones. Isn’t that right El?”

El nods.

“But…I thought you…and the others…?” You say.

She touches her index finger to her lips then lowers it to touch the tip of her throbbing member. It seems while El participated in the family taboo her pussy had been off limits.

Dragging the toy up to your face Zoey begins to play with it over your mouth and chin. “Elsie’s been saving herself for you Jesse.”

“Zoey!” El snaps. Grabbing the dildo she pulls it away. “That was a secret!”

“You’ve been…saving yourself?” You whisper. “For me? Seriously?”

A look of terrible guilt washes over your little sister. “Um…I, um…tried. I’m sorry, Jesse. I tried. I really did try.”

“El.” Zoey says softly, taking Elsie’s hand. “That doesn’t count.”

“No.” El says, her shoulders rising in defiance. “It doesn’t!”

“Why do I feel like I’m the last one to know about anything around here?”

“Because you usually are.” El giggles.

“Cute, but not so smart.” Zoey pats your forehead. “They say the same about me. He he he!”

Ignoring Zoey your eyes stay glued to your sister. “Did you really save yourself for me?”

“Yeah.” She peeps.

“Even though I said I wasn’t going to…you know?”

“I, um…though you might change your mind someday.”

“El!” You laugh, not in mockery but disbelief. “Oh my God. How long were you going to wait?”

She looks down at the toy and whispers. “As long as I needed to.” Looking back into your eyes she says. “I…love you, Jesse.”

“El…”

“I’ve always loved you. Always.” She says with her whole heart, her voice small and fragile. “I’ve had guys…interested. But…they weren’t you. Nobody can compare to you, big brother. Not for me.”

You and your sister stare at each other for a long, quiet moment as the weight of her words settle onto you. She loved you. She LOVED you!

“Say something, Jesse.” El pleads. “Please say something.”

“I…I don’t know what to say.”

“Tell her you love her, dummy!” Zoey pinches your side. “Geez!”

“Zoey…”

“I do love you, El. I do!”

“Oh!” Elsie gasps, tears of joy twinkling in her dark eyes.

“Awwww!”

“Zoey!” You and El both say at once. She clamps her lips shut.

Looking down at her naked body and then yours which she was sitting on top of Elsie asks. “Does…that mean…um…we can…ummmm…?”

Tugging against your bondage you smile. “I’m hardly in a position to stop you, am I?”