Turn around and face the music (BJ)

You slowly turn around, dreading whatever it is that your stepmother is going to say.

"You're experimenting with your sexuality while at the same time making amends with your sister. There's no harm in either of those things. I just want you to be aware that it's easy to get confused at your age and mix things up. Don't expect her to be a mind-reader, you must communicate. And if you're confused about your feelings, then it's even more important to talk things through with her as she's probably confused too."

Glynda looks at you with a little smile.

"And remember that you're siblings. You're not going to marry your sister so don't push things too far", she says with a wink and a wry grin.

It takes you a moment to find your tongue - the seeds for accepting **** that you've planted in her mind are already showing results as its difficult to even imagine she would be this accepting otherwise. But you're curious about her reasoning:

"Did you experiment with your brother?"

Glynda blushes.

"That's ancient history. Anyway, your father is probably waiting for us already", she brushes you off.

And then your sister arrives.

Shelly's heels are as high as her hemline and the staccato of her steps on the marble floor is both loud and arousing. Her little cocktail dress is as flimsy as a cloud on a sunny day. Glynda raises her eyebrows questioningly but doesn't say anything. Shelly grabs your arm and hugs it against her curvy body, flashing you her million-watt smile. Uh-oh, she's not really keeping things on the down-low. You'll just have to hope for the best.

As Glynda escorts you to the front lobby of the hotel, you find your father talking with another businessman, though this one doesn't look local. He turns to you as you come closer and you can clearly see his eyes bulge when he sees what Shelly is wearing. Yep, you definitely have to work on his brain soon or shit will hit the fan. Still, he doesn't make a fuss in front of the other man, introducing him as his business partner from Japan, Masahiko-san. You perk up as Masahiko introduces his daughter, Mariko. It's the exotic beauty you were admiring just a few minutes ago!

She's the polar opposite of Shelly, with her jet-straight coal-black hair and being noticeably shorter than you. Where Shelly is curves incarnated, Mariko is slim and lithe almost the point of looking sickly. She's wearing a loose blouse and a knee-length skirt combination that hides most of her body and very low heels. Her eyes are hypnotizing, like two pools of deep jade. She politely shakes hands with Glynda and Shelly but only nods at you.

"Mariko is following my business before she returns to university", Masahiko explains. "Hopefully she will interest herself with the business" - wow, the man has a really strong accent and your father laughs:

"Yeah, good luck with that, my kids couldn't care less about my business!"

The car ride to the restaurant is ****. The mini-van isn't too spacious and Shelly pulls you to the rear seats with Glynda, letting Mariko and both fathers sit in the middle. You're once again hyper-aware of the presence of miles of naked thigh right next to you, as well as the impressive cleavages visible both left and right. Your stepmother wears a cocktail dress as well, though hers is somewhat more modest than what Shelly is wearing. To make things worse, you can't escape Mariko - she seems to be more interested in staring at you and your sister than listening to the business conversation. At least Shelly behaves herself.

That is, until the restaurant. It's a luxurious looking place, with dark wood furnishings, ambient music, tiny little waterfalls separating tables from each other, and dim mood lighting. Shelly takes advantage of this and torments you through the aperitif, the entrée, and the plat principal - it's a French-style restaurant after all. Throughout, your sister touches you inappropriately - pretending to wipe off a piece of food from the corner of your mouth, or tickling your thigh under the table. Twice, the brazen harlot even grips your dick through your trousers! It's difficult but somehow you manage to not soil your pants and even keep a modicum of conversation going on with Mariko and Glynda - the former even coming out of her shell a little and laughing at a joke you made, though she still hides her mouth behind a dainty hand when she laughed.

As the wait staff removes the platters, Shelly excuses herself from the table. You can't stop your eyes from following her juicy butt as she walks towards the restrooms. Is she putting an extra bounce on her steps or is that merely an effect of her heels? You can't tell but you appreciate it with all your heart. Which is a good thing because once she's reached the rear hallway, she gives you a smoldering 'come hither' look, even using a finger to call you to her. And yeah, your dick has been pleading for release so, despite the risk, you excuse yourself and follow her.

To your surprise, there are several doors instead of just two. Shelly has one open but steps inside when she sees you coming. You don't even spare a look around, horny as you are, as you follow her, closing and locking the door behind you. Inside the bathroom is a small affair, clearly only meant for a single customer at a time but that doesn't bother you nor your sister who has already sat down, knees spread wide to accommodate you. Her hands pull down the spaghetti straps of her dress, the silky cloth immediately sliding down her torso, revealing the black strapless bra underneath that is working serious overtime to keep the girls contained. The visual gets you from the semi-hard you'd been nursing all night to full-hard, making it annoying to drag it out of your trousers but you persevere.

"Come here little brother, let your sister help you", Shelly says in a low, breathy voice. Your right-hand holds your dick steady in front of her face as you step as close to her as you can. Her tongue runs over her glossy lips, making sure they are moist. Then she runs out of patience for the tease and, closing her eyes, plunges her head forward, inhaling your cock halfway down. Her mouth is still hot from the food and that makes for an exciting change. Your hands run through her hair as Shelly holds still, her lips pursed tight against the stem of your dick and her tongue caressing the head inside her mouth.

Then her eyes open and she stares up at you. You can easily imagine pink hearts in her eyes and it makes you blush. Or it would if your horniness hadn't already made your face all red. Shelly drags her lips along your cock and with a pop, releases it from her mouth. She proceeds to kiss and lick it, starting from that sensitive spot just underneath the head. Using one dainty hand to push your dick up, she leans lower to engulf your balls between her lips, suckling on your nuts.

You moan with frustration - it's pleasurable but your need to cum is only getting worse. You grip her head between your hands and that seems to make Shelly realize what you're after. She leans back a little and establishes eye contact once more.

"I'd love to deepthroat you, little bro, just let you fuck my face as hard as you want but we can't ruin my makeup and hair", and she genuinely sounds sorry as she explains. It is tempting to just throw all reason to the wind but you know she's right. So you release her head and instead grab two handfuls of boob meat. Shelly goes back to work, sucking your cock into her mouth and bobbing her head up and down the top half. Her left-hand jerks the bottom half of your dick while her right massages your nuts.

It's damn good and the steady pace that Shelly maintains with apparent ease brings you to the edge and beyond - your entire body going rigid and then relaxing as you flood your sister's mouth with cum. She holds her head in place while her hand keeps up the jerking motion, milking you empty.

"Oh fuck Shelly, that was so good", you compliment your sister when she finally slips off your cock. She doesn't answer, for the simple reason that her mouth is full of sperm. Once she sees you watching, she makes an exaggerated show of swallowing, opening her mouth wide after as -a wholly unnecessary- proof of it.

"You better go back first", Shelly says as she starts fixing her dress.

The corridor is empty and after checking that your zipper is closed, you make your way back to the table. The men spare you no attention but both Glynda and Mariko stare as you sit down, though they smoothly get back into the conversation.

The minivan ride back to the hotel is far more pleasant as your lust has been sated, however temporarily. In the lobby, the parental units decide that a nightcap at the rooftop bar is an excellent idea so they jostle you into the elevator. There's jazz music playing and the view is quite nice, not to mention the tropical air that certainly makes for a lovely change from home and at this hour, it's not oppressively hot or humid. Glynda is talking with the fathers while Shelly engages Mariko in a discussion so for the moment you're left alone. Which is good as you need to sort out your head.

It's clear that your manipulation of Shelly and Glynda is working. Getting sexual with your sister has not tempered your feelings toward her at all, rather the opposite. You're obsessed with her. That's all fine and good. Glynda is another matter altogether. You're not sure if you want to include her. She does excellent work distracting your father, an ability that will definitely be useful in the future as you get more and more involved with Shelly. The last thing you want is your father to ruin your incestuous fun. So it's probably safer to ignore Glynda's smoking hot body and not tempt fate. Mind made up, you turn towards the girls and spot Mariko again looking at you despite Shelly talking to her. She realizes that you caught her and quickly turns to look at your sister instead. There's something about the Japanese girl that tugs at your heartstrings. Maybe it's because she's visually such a complete opposite to Shelly. Maybe it's because she's so exotic looking. Maybe it's because she's the daughter of someone who works with your father. Maybe it's just because she's near your age and she's here. Maybe she's enticing because she presents an even greater challenge than Shelly.

Maybe you're just a greedy bastard who wants two chicks on his dick.

Your musings are interrupted by Glynda:

"Hey, your father and I agreed with Masahiko that it would be best if you and Shelly kept company to Mariko while she is here. They will be busy over the next few days with business matters", of course - there went your father's so-called promise to spend quality with the family, "so I've booked few things for you kids to do. Tomorrow we'll go swimming with the dolphins so pack your swimsuit and sunscreen!"

Well, spending the whole day ogling the ladies in bikinis AND getting to play with dolphins does sound good enough that your frustration with your father bailing fades away. Shelly claps her hand in excitement:

"That sounds fantastic Glynda, thanks! We better head down then and get some sleep, sounds like it's going to be a long day tomorrow!" She exchanges phone numbers with Mariko before grabbing your hand and dragging you away. You barely have time to wish goodnight to Glynda and Mariko.

"What's the rush sis?" you ask once you're alone in the elevator. She smirks at you:

"We're not going to sleep, not yet. I'm not done sucking your dick, brother, and I didn't get to show off my skills either. I hope your meal was hearty enough as I'm going to milk you all night long", she kisses your ear and, heels click-clack-clicking, saunters to your room.

Oh boy. You've awoken a monster.