Game Night Pt 09

This is the final installment of Game Night. To new readers, this is a long series as you can surmise from the Pt. 09 attached to the end of the title. This story contains incest, foot fetish, watersports, creampies, and harem elements.

I hope you enjoy. Thanks again to BarefeetxPetrichor for assisting with editing.

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-EM

Chapter: Between the Raindrops

Katerina slid two fingers into herself thankful that she'd taken her chance to put the cup down. Curling her digits, she stroked at the inner wall of her pussy as she rocked her hips faster, rubbing her clit against her palm as she moved. She replayed the scene between Owen and Samantha as her own cum trickled down the back of her hand, oblivious to the noise her slit was making as she fingered herself. She looked at Owen collapsed on the mattress lying next to Samantha - a puddle of thin liquid around him - before turning her gaze to Samantha, the cum spattered beauty whose legs were splayed wide. Kat measured the steady pulse within Samantha by the way Owen's cum poured from her slit in large drops. Drip. Drip. Drip. She licked her lips and moved her fingers faster.

Katerina rocked faster, panting, seeing everything as if it were happening in front of her at that very moment. She felt the first kick of his cock as she slid her hand down to angle him. She felt the release of his cum and watched as it shot toward Samantha's body, splattering over her flexing stomach. She guided him blindly, her eyes following the streaming white liquid as it landed. Then Owen was curled over Samantha, his back muscles flexing sharply as his cock continued to release inside of her.

Samantha, to Kat's eyes, gave as good as she got. The blonde gushed, releasing a torrent of liquid which splashed around Owen's body, and Kat's hand, as he remained within her. She released with such force that Owen was finally pushed out. He'd managed to hold himself up, but as his cock spasmed a final time his cum arced over her still shaking body to land across Samantha's face, draping over her lips. When the blonde didn't seem to notice Katerina saw it was because the girl had passed out.

Now, feeling dirty for doing so but unable to help herself, Katerina lowered her eyes to Samantha's gaping pussy watching as her brother's cum poured from her well-used slit. Kat licked her lips desperately wanting a taste. She looked at the cum still covering Samantha's lips and moved forward without thinking.

It was hard to crawl with her fingers inside herself but she continued to work her digits as she moved. She leaned down and feeling extremely perverted, ran her tongue through the cum on Samantha's velvety lips. Katerina could see from the way that Samantha's chest rose and fell that though the girl was apparently sleeping, she could still feel what was happening to her. The salty flavor in her mouth was exactly what her body craved and she almost collapsed on Samantha as she orgasmed around her fingers. She stifled her moan by biting the blanket between Samantha's splayed legs. Katerina continued to work her fingers within herself loving the squelch of her pussy, the way her muscles clenched her intruding digits. She pressed her mouth to Samantha's slit forsaking any pretense of subtlety and began to suck at Samantha's hole, pulling her brother's cum out with her tongue.

She drank Owen and Samantha's cum and wanted more. In her mind, she could feel Owen's hands holding her in place, making her drink and lick. She could feel his fingers sliding over her ass as she dipped her head between Samantha's thighs. Her fantasy showed Owen curling over her body from behind, his cock pressing blindly against her slit, his heavy torso a comfortable weight against her back. His mouth moved by her ear, whispering sweet dark things to her. "You can pretend that you like drinking us in, sweet sister," He moved against her and she could almost feel him in real life, "but you and I both know, you're only after my cum."

Katerina sucked harder against Samantha's vulva, desperately needing the taste of his cum on her tongue. The blonde twitched and turned, but still did not wake up.

"Keep drinking, sis," the Owen in her mind urged her on, "but I know what you really want." The scene played in her mind and she could watch as Owen rubbed his thick cock against her pussy. "I'm going to slide into you," He whispered, "and ..."

Katerina, the real one, was just beginning to feel the stirrings of another orgasm when she felt big, strong hands, on her ass. Kat squealed into the blanket and though the noise was loud, Samantha only turned her head to the side, remaining asleep.

Katerina wanted to lift up but as Owen's hands trailed over her hips and ass cheeks she couldn't pull her fingers from herself. She stayed where she was, on her hands and knees, her ass high for him, her fingers moving shamelessly in her slit, her arousal pouring from her pussy for him. She bit the blanket harder as one of Owen's fingers trailed down the crack of her ass. He pressed against the pucker just hard enough to let her feel him there. Still, her fingers plunged and retreated taking her higher, her cum now dripping down her forearm as she shook for him.

She exhaled unsteadily as Owen's free hand slid up her back to the nape of her neck into the spill of her hair. He stroked her neck gently and the soft touch was such a contradiction to his strength that goosebumps dotted her back. As his finger pressed against her star once more, she pressed back into him feeling her hole open. She groaned at the pressure and started to shake harder. She came for him, her cum gushing from her opening, dripping down her hand as she hovered between Samantha's legs, no doubt soaking the sheet and mattress beneath her.

As her trembling subsided she felt Owen move away from her, felt the bed cave and reform as he rose, heard his footsteps as he moved toward her. She turned her head and found his hand held out to her. Without thinking, without doubt, she put her hand in his, rose from the bed careful not to disturb Samantha in her sleep, and started to follow Owen out of the room.

Katerina had barely taken a step when she paused and pulled a blanket over Samantha's body hoping it would keep her warm. Kat lost herself in the peacefulness of the sleeping woman and swept the tips of her cum-soaked fingers through Samantha's hair, tucking the fallen strands behind the blonde's ear. When she finally pulled herself from her revelry, she put her hand back in Owen's, the fresh scent of her sex now on his skin, grabbed her glass with her free hand and together they walked from the room.

Katerina lifted the cup to her lips and sipped at the water. Even before Owen and Samantha began playing she'd felt the call of nature in her lower belly. Samantha had stopped her from relieving herself and now as she drank more her bladder was a constant urge she could no longer ignore. In fact, her need was so great, she wondered how she'd only just realized how badly she needed to relieve herself.

Owen stopped in the hall oblivious to Kat's developing situation and looked to his left before looking to the right. Kat waited patiently as he repeated the move. Finally, he nodded as if to himself, and led Katerina to the right down the hall away from the stairs.

The bathroom was warm from the heat flowing through the vents and it gave Katerina hope that the angelic blonde would be more than warm enough on the bed. As Owen stooped to work the shower she took a step toward the toilet.

"Don't go to the bathroom." Samantha had instructed. Kat pressed her hand to her stomach, feeling the pressure building in her bladder. Kat bit the tip of her fingernail looking at Owen as he worked and considered her options. The feeling in her stomach was growing by the second but her nerves left her struggling for her voice. She shifted her weight from the tips of her toes on one foot to the next and back again keeping her knees tight together. Owen straightened and the sound of the shower spray hitting the tub served only to strengthen her bladder's call.

Somehow, he recognized something in her because he turned the water off and after looking at her he sat down on the edge of the tub.

"What is it?" He asked even as she shimmied from side-to-side.

"I-" Katerina's voice cracked as she tried to speak. She bit her lip shyly, shimmying some more.

Owen waited quietly, giving her time to speak the words she wanted to say aloud.

Kat's eyes were wide, her brows furrowed, and her lower lip was caught between her teeth. She continued to shift from side-to-side, bearing her weight on her toes and the balls of her feet. "I really..." She looked at him imploringly.

"Kat," Owen crossed the distance to her in a single step and slid the palm of his hand against her cheek, "You can tell me."

"I," She tried, "I, I-" Kat shuddered. "I, I," She took a deep breath as her face turned bright red. "Oh, oh, no!"

Owen put his hands on Kat's sides as she reached for him, curling forward on herself. He was lost as to what was going on until he heard the trickling splash of liquid. Looking down her saw a small puddle around Katerina's feet and tattletale trails across her thighs and down her legs.

Kat's face was positively burning as she remained curled over. The splash brought some relief but her bladder was still a demanding pressure within her core. "Owen," Katerina breathed, "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to, please don't be mad." She couldn't bring herself to look at him. "Oh, damn, I'm so embarrassed." She put her free hand over her face.

"Kat," Owen's voice was soft and soothing, "there's no need to be embarrassed." He stroked her hair and just stayed with her until her breathing evened out. "Don't you get it, you gorgeous, silly girl,?" he urged her to lift her chin to look at him, "I am so damned in love with you." He kissed her lips as she looked at him. He looked her over and noticed she was still shimmying. Narrowing his eyes he asked, "Do you still need to go?"

Katerina nodded her head, the blush returning to her cheeks.

"Do you need help getting to the toilet?" He asked.

Kat shook her head unable to believe that he still didn't know what she wanted. She could almost see herself telling him, could almost see her own lips moving, but she was afraid that despite all he'd said, he still would be disgusted by her and what she desired. She looked at the toilet and then back into the sincere face of her brother.

Owen tilted his head to the side and considered her for a moment. "Do-" he paused as she looked at him, "do you want to share it with me?"

Katerina's eyes grew wide as he spoke the words not daring to believe that he meant what he said.

"Do you want to," He stopped and drew his hand through his hair, "Kat," he restarted, "I want you to do it on me."

Katerina's breath left in a shuddering exhale. "You don't mean that."

Owen lifted her gaze back to his eyes. "I would never lie to you Katerina. I love you. I know this means a lot to you and I want you to share it with me." Owen climbed into the bathtub and sat down on the cool metal. He held his hand out to Kat to help her climb in after him.

"Are you sure?" Katerina asked taking his hand and stepping one dainty foot over the lip of the tub.

"Yes." He helped her to climb into the tub and she settled her weight on the edge of the tub, her legs spread wide facing him. "Yes." He repeated, stroking his fingers through her hair. "Always. Anytime. Forever." He spoke softly answering the questions she hadn't asked as if he could read the thoughts in her mind.

She didn't mean to react but the thought of what he suggested hit her so hard she squeaked. Literally, squeaked. However, as she made the noise the sharp contraction of her stomach caused her to release another squirt and her face once more lit up red as she watched the stream of urine splash against his chest. Little pale-yellow rivulets raced down the sharp architecture of his chest and abs. She saw the change in his eyes as it happened and she couldn't look away. Right in front of her his pupils dilated becoming large dark spots, his lids dropped low and the molten river of his irises - like dark coffee swirled with light cream - sparkled in the light.

She tried to let go again, tried to let the pressure do what normally comes naturally, but nothing would flow. She tried again, tried tensing her muscles, attempted to force herself to go. Nothing happened.

Kat was struggling. She had been for a while now. How was this so difficult? She'd done it with Rachel how many times? She'd even had time with Samantha where she'd been able to let go. Why couldn't she just relax with him? She looked down at Owen, and all she got back was his calm, accepting stare. She could feel his fingers on her ankles and hear his breath as his chest rose and fell. She took another breath, tried to calm her mind, and willed herself to let go. Despite her need the drops were fleeting at first. A few drops spilling messily around her lips to land on the side of the tub. She looked at the pale golden dots beading on his stomach and hips and returned her eyes to the dark, sexy stare of his eyes. Kat tried to let more flow but her release was trapped behind a wall of thoughts and fears. In a panic she started to shift because she realized she couldn't do this. There was no way this was going to work. It simply would not happen. As she started to move to get out of the tub, he touched her chin and tilted her face up to guide her eyes to his. His free hand moved through the mess she'd left on his chest and in a smooth motion he brought his wet fingers to the soft lips between her legs.

Sitting in front of her with trace amounts of her pee on his body Owen leaned closer to Katerina tilting his head as if to kiss her. He stopped short inhaling through his nose. He exhaled, slowly. Kat watched his eyes search hers as he inhaled again. He shifted higher and raised his nose closer to her lips. Kat nodded her head, biting her lower lip. She gave him the answer to the question he silently asked. Owen pressed his mouth to hers and tasted, just as she did, the faded flavor of his and Samantha's cum on her lips. The groan he released was everything Katerina wanted. Her brother's tongue entered her mouth as she moaned around his kiss and everything else fell into place.

Kat melted into the kiss and in an instant. Throughout the night she'd been tested and challenged. She'd been asked to trust those around her and with each ounce of acceptance she felt a little more of her defenses chip away. Owen's acceptance was an artillery strike and her walls were reduced to rubble. This was her brother. The one who was always there for her, the one who put up with her battiness, her constant teasing, and still never failed to take care of her. He had shared so much of himself with her, even things that embarrassed him to his core like his fetish for pretty feet, so why couldn't she share herself with him? She resolved, even as their tongues continued to dance, even as he groaned into her mouth, to share this part of herself with him.

She felt her muscles relax and from there her body took over. The stream was hot and she sighed as the pressure with her began to ease. Owen continued kissing her as her urine flowed over him. He nibbled at her earlobe, kissed the line of her jaw, trailed his tongue slowly over her neck. Kat didn't hide her moans as he worshipped her without reserve, without apology. In all her fantasies of having him beneath her she'd never allowed herself to believe he would be there for her in this. Yet, here he was and he was not turning away. He held her and she knew he would keep on loving her.

Together they moved, even as her stream continued to flow. He pulled gently and she went with him until She was crouched over him, his cock straight up before her taking the brunt of her flow and bouncing merrily from the force. Owen was sitting, essentially with her in his lap, still holding her and kissing her. Loving her.

Katerina felt the heat of her blush in her cheeks even as she smiled. She was actually doing this and this time Owen was more than aware. Beneath the obvious liquid spray she could feel another wet welling within her core. She felt the splash of her pee on her thighs moments before she felt Owen's fingers on her slit, his hand was between her legs, he'd put it there himself, playing in her stream. Her clit tingled as Owen's hands moved to grip her hips before easing her lower until she felt the unexpected blunt head of his fully erect cock. She shuddered as the flow tapered off leaving the acrid scent of her pee in the air. Her first inclination was to look away from Owen and try to quickly clean her mess off him, but instead she looked into his eyes waiting for him to say or do... something.

Owen met her stare and tilted his head back as his arousal pressed against the cheeks of her butt. In fact, he seemed content to hold her, wearing her "water" as comfortably as his favorite clothes. Kat purred for him as he stroked her back calling up the sound from childish times when he scratched her back or cuddled with her. Now, as she purred against his body his cock pulsed against her ass, her breasts were pressed against his hard pecs, and her pussy was spread for him, dripping her cum, and her pee, directly onto his skin.

She played her fingers through his hair loving the thick strands in her hands. For a moment she considered returning to bed and staying there with her scent on them both but the hum between her thighs promised little sleep. She lowered her slit until she felt the heat of his body searing her, marking her, calling her breath from her lungs with a contented sigh. She rocked smearing her cum around his skin as shots of pleasure spiked through her clit causing her toes to curl as she moved.

Before her Owen rocked and the guttural groan which broke from his lips was all the consent she needed. She rocked faster raising her hips higher with each movement. His cock moved aimlessly over the shifting landscape of her body bumping her at random, occasionally sliding over her soaking opening.

"Shit." Katerina dug her nails into Owen's shoulders as her movements became wilder. She wanted Owen within her but her body was no longer under her control. She thrashed atop him grinding her slit over the muscles of his abs back down to his cock. Beneath her Owen bucked with her keeping his body pressed to hers never once letting them come apart. His hands gripped her ass, his fingers digging in, pulling her toward him, helping her retreat.

"Yes! Yes!" Katerina's moans echoed off the tiled walls in the quiet of the room. Her orgasm tore through her, lifting her from Owen's body, causing her to shake above him. Tiny drops instead of a stream sprinkling from her, falling as little beads, raining on him as he held her.

Kat's thighs continued to flex uncontrollably beneath her but the orgasm left her hungry for more and in her mind all she could see was Samantha spread out on the bed. The blonde goddess spread wide; her skin adorned with shots of Owen's cum. She wanted to know the feeling Samantha had experienced, wanted to be marked by him, wanted something she didn't think she could speak aloud. Her thighs trembled. She tried to resettle herself so that his dick stood bouncing between them but he diverted her, helping her to sit up in the tub. Now, Owen stood presumably to restart the shower, but Kat wasted no time as she took him in one hand and moved so that she could take him into her mouth. As she moved her lips forward all she could smell was the scent of his skin and the remnants of her pee on him. Her pee that he'd welcomed. He'd accepted her. In that moment it wasn't about the smell but about what it represented for her.