Carley walked back down the hallway to her bedroom, wrapped in her bath towel. Once inside she closed the door and locked it. She walked over to her dresser and pulled out a pair of white cotton panties and slid them up her long legs, over her ass and then adjusted them. That's when she noticed the picture frame containing a pic of Bobby and Zoe at the beach in their swimsuits on the floor, almost under the dresser. Corrie stepped out of the bathroom wearing nothing, but a grin and said, "What did they say?"
"They were in their bedrooms. Said they didn't hear anything. Cor, did you knock this picture off the dresser?"
"Nope."
"That's odd." She wondered out loud. "And when I came out of the shower, the bathroom door was open, I always shut it."
Corrie smiled and said, "You know what happened don't you?"
"No, what?"
"That little liar was standing here watching you finger fuck me."
"Yea, right. He wouldn't do that, watch his own mother like that. Oh God how embarrassing would that be?"
Corrie quipped, "Not only was he watching, but I'll also bet he had his hard cock in his hand, stoking it as he watched his mother's naked body."
"Stop it Corrie, that's bullshit and you know it." Yet still a shiver ran up her spine and she could feel her pussy begin to leak, ever so slightly.
Corrie continued, "Or maybe, he was watching, and Zoe was on her knees sucking his cock."
"Stop it! Those are my children you're talking about."
Corrie stepped up to her big sister and as she reached down to run her fingers over Carley's panties she whispered in her ear, "Maybe, when Bobby could no longer take it, he unloaded his hot cum into Zoe's mouth and on shaky legs, bumped into the dresser, knocking off the picture."
That picture popped into Carley's brain and a wave of wetness soaked into her little white panties. Corrie said, "I can feel your dripping panties, you're thinking about your son's cock and about taking him into your mouth. You're thinking about him laying on top of you with that fat cock thrusting in and out of your wet holes. I want to know if Zoe is sitting on your face as you cum on your boy's cock?" Corrie pressed her finger into her now dripping pussy as far as the panties would allow, rubbing her clit.
Finally, Carley opened her eyes and realized what she was dreaming and said, "No, no, no!" Stepping away from her little sister. "Those are my kids; I can't think about that. That's incest."
Corrie laughed, "What do you think what we do is called."
"I never really thought about it. We have always played with each other. Mom and dad were always fighting and after they broke up, mom pretty much ignored us, fucking every stranger she could get her legs around. All we had was each other."
"Well, how do you explain the bathroom door being open? How do you explain the picture on the floor?" Corrie moved again next to her big sister and put her fingers into her wet panties. "And how do you explain this wet mess you are creating? Look sis, it's all very natural. Even in the bible, Lot's daughters got him drunk and fucked him after their mother had been turned to salt and nobody says a word about that. It's because, far more families fuck each other than you can even imagine. They just don't say anything."
"I never thought about it like that."
Corrie now had Carley down on the bed and her panties pushed aside sliding one then two and then three fingers in her wet hole. "OH! Think about you being on top of Frank, riding up and down on his hard cock and Bobby comes up behind you and forces his meat into your ass. You would be fucking both your men as they filled you with their seed at the moment your body rocks in ecstasy.
That's all Carley could take, wrapping her arm around Corrie's neck, pulling her down to her face and moaning in her ear as waves of bliss coursed through her body, pushing into the invading fingers. "OH FUCK! she screamed bucking her hips up as she squirted across the bed, one, two, three long gushes of her juice making a mess of her sheets. She lay there panting as Corrie kissed her lips and said, "Just imagine."
Then a knock at the door. "Mom? Are you okay?" Bobby inquired.
"Shit!" Carley whispered, jumping out of bed and heading for the bathroom. Thank God, I locked the door. She thought.
Corrie spoke up, "Everything is fine, Bobby. I was telling your mom a great story."
"Are you sure?"
"Go away Bobby, we're fine."
"Okay, just making sure my ladies are safe."
Carley peeked out of the bathroom. Corrie said, "Relax, he's gone, unless you want me to go get him and you can play with his hard cock?"
"No, that is quite alright."
Corrie smiled, "Maybe next time."
"No, I don't think so, er... no. Now I need another shower." Turning back to the shower.