A Young Couple's Journey part 17 / TNT 26

I apologize for taking so long. I'm not sure what factor, or if it was multiple, but this chapter sort of was kicking my ass. Regardless, I hope you enjoy. I'll do some things to the schedule next month, and hope you guys are able to cope with some growing cramps as we settle into those changes.

Take care.

*

Worn out from the excitement and adrenaline, I napped for a while. As the exhaustion began to take over, and the air in Luna's room cooled down to a refreshing, soothing temperature, I found myself falling asleep, soothed by the familiar fragrance of Luna.

It was almost hypnotic. The comfort, the sense of serenity, was beyond description. Even knowing that Luna wasn't aware of anything that had transpired, or would transpire, it was comforting to be surrounded by her. It felt like home, a safe place where I knew nothing bad could happen. It was ironic, considering Toby's plan to seduce Luna.

When I woke up, I realized that I had been out for a long time. A couple of hours, at least. It was already evening, and the sun was starting to set. Toby was gone. His lingering stench was not. Luna's bed smelled of her, yes, but also of the stench of a man. A smell that was becoming more and more familiar to me, and that I was growing to love.

I was still exhausted, but the nap had helped. My body ached all over, especially my ass. It was sore from all the sex, but it was a good kind of pain. I smiled as I thought about the intense pleasure I had experienced with Toby. I couldn't wait to experience it again.

Luna was coming home later today, which meant that I had some time to clean up before she got back. I normally hated doing laundry, normally just letting Josh take care of it, but I figured it would be the least I could do after fucking Toby all over the place. Besides, I didn't want Luna to notice anything strange.

The cleaning took quite a while, as I had to wash the sheets, the comforter, and everything else that might give away that something sexual had happened in her room. It also didn't help that I wasn't that good at house chores and whatnot. Except cooking, I guess. But when I was done, the room looked as normal as ever.

With that out of the way, I went back to Luna's room and started looking for any cosplays in her closet. She had a lot of space for various costumes, as she usually used drawers and her second closet for her regular clothes. One of the many perks of being rich. And one of the drawbacks was the size of her walk-in closet, as it seemed to have expanded since the last time I was in here.

As I opened the big sliding doors, I was greeted by an assortment of costumes. Colors and patterns, the outfits of characters that I didn't recognize or didn't know even existed. I felt like Harry Potter walking into Diagon Alley for the first time, except that I wasn't going to school but was instead going to seduce my sister-in-law.

I bit my lip, trying not to think about the immoral nature of what I was about to do. Toby wanted Luna and would get her. I didn't want him to have a fling and make her fall in love or something like that. No. This had to be all about making her want and crave his huge shaft and his commanding attitude. After having sex with him, no other man would suffice; I just knew. I just had to make sure we planned this well and helped her to see the light.

Her impressive collection of costumes, including outfits of characters from a number of franchises, had grown since the last time I had come here. Despite having deleted her OnlyFans account, there was evidence that she still did some private sessions for her own sake. She had a couple of outfits that I recognized from her old profile. There was an amazing Sailor Moon outfit, as well as a sexy black one-piece that I remember her wearing on the last video she uploaded before deactivating her page. Too bad she never got into the hardcore stuff. 

Among some of the full costumes, I found several pieces that could work for multiple ideas. Especially some blue jumpsuits. It would work great as costumes for a Fallout-themed cosplay. Jumpsuits may not be sexy in themselves, but with it stretched across wide hips and perfect asses, and with the fly low to show ample cleavage, it would work out just fine. I couldn't wait to see Luna in one of those, with her beautiful, pale, radiating skin peeking through, along with those luscious tits.

But as I continued exploring, I realized that Luna wouldn't be home for yet another few hours. I slumped down on her bed and sighed. I hated waiting, especially when I was so horny. But there was nothing I could do but wait. Toby was away, too, god knows where, so no help there. What should I do? I could watch some porn.

It was a tempting thought, but I didn't feel like it. It would only make me more frustrated and horny, without being able to act on it. I could also call Josh, but I didn't really want to talk to him. I wasn't sure how I'd keep all of our scheming a secret when he got back, but I had to try. Perhaps I could even get away with some half-truths and omissions. It wouldn't be the first time.

So instead, I just laid on Luna's bed, staring at the ceiling. Time ticked away slowly, and the seconds felt like hours. The longer I laid there, the more bored I got. There had to be something to do! I could game a bit, but I didn't really feel up for that either. So finally, I just settled for scrolling through social media, which only made me feel more alone and bored.

And as I scrolled aimlessly, I had a streak of worry creeping up on me. Toby seemed a bit hellbent on taking what he wanted, and while I could handle that and relished it, I would legit hate it if he treated Luna that way. I mean, after he had subdued her was one thing, but getting there had to be done right, and I just hoped he wouldn't grow impatient as I came up with a plan to reel her in.

Toby was way too cool with using force. I mean, yeah, it was hot and worked wonders on me, but I wasn't the best example, now was I? I was broken in by his hands, and I knew I was already gone, so that was a different story. He assured me he wouldn't hurt Luna. But that didn't mean he wouldn't do it anyway, as long as he thought he could get away with it. It gave me a certain amount of urgency to do something to make sure he wouldn't go too far.

As my thoughts spiraled, I decided to call him, just to make sure he understood how I felt. Just so he knew.

"Hey," Toby's voice came through the speaker.

"Hey, it's me, Kim," I said.

"I know," Toby said, uncaring. It sounded like he was in a hallway or something; there was this weird echo. "What's up?"

"Where are you?" I asked, momentarily forgetting what I wanted to talk to him about.

"Why, missing me already?" he asked cockily.

"Well..." I started, feeling myself blush a little. Was I really that obvious? I cleared my throat and continued. I had to remember why I even called. "Yeah, uhm, I actually wanted to talk to you about Luna."

"What about her?" Toby asked, sounding slightly annoyed.

"I just... I don't want you to do anything rash," I said. "Like, I want her to come around on her own terms, you know?"

"I'll be patient. Why, it almost sounds like you want me to take matters into my own hands," Toby said, sounding amused.

"I just... I don't want you to hurt her," I said. "I don't want you to force her. If you do that, she'll never be on your side. She'll resent you and everything you've done."

"Relax, Kim," Toby chuckled. "I won't hurt her. I promise. I'll be gentle with her."

"Good," I sighed, relieved.

"Just don't take forever with this," Toby said, sounding impatient. "I can't wait forever. I want her soon."

"I know," I said. "And I'll work on her. I promise."

"Good," Toby said. "I have to go. I'm at the airport."

"Airport?" I asked, but Toby hung up. What was he doing at the airport? I shrugged. That was his business.

*

Sitting at my desk, I rubbed my temples, trying to ease the tension in my head. I had been staring at my computer screen for the last couple of hours, and I was starting to get a headache from the strain. How Josh did all of this without any help before, I had no idea. Sure, the business was smaller back then, but it was still a lot of work. And now, I was trying to do everything by myself while he was on vacation, and it was more than I could handle. The day he got back couldn't get here sooner. Luckily, he had left behind a decent amount of crew I could rely upon. And I truly wanted my brother to take his time and relax, so I was not going to call him until it was an absolute emergency.

Then it was the matter of Kim. For the last few days, from what I could tell, she had been in bed for most of the day. As much as she was fucking up, I sort of had the feeling she wanted to do well, but had no idea how. I mean, the business, Josh, Linda, me, all of us had grown along the challenges we were facing, and I felt like Kim might not realize that the learning curve was steep. And perhaps she felt it too, hence why she was so down lately. Perhaps she wanted to quit. She had the skills, sure, but lacked the passion and drive. I could understand that, though. This wasn't what she signed up for.

But some of her decisions were... questionable. And it was both frustrating and stressful. I guess as her friend I had to do better though, instead of being pissed at her.

I sighed, scanning the report in front of me. It was the monthly report from Alex up in Alaska. It was all well and good, he did do a decent enough job, but he had this weird way of sneaking in compliments to Josh during his report. It was highly out of standard, but the guy seemed to have an admiration for Josh, one that he felt like he needed to constantly mention. I thought it was weird, and I had tried to bring it up with Josh, but he didn't seem to care. 

"So, he's doing well?" Mirella asked, propping her ass into the chair opposite mine. And it was a tight one. Always wearing something professional, yet also always teasing the shit out of me without knowing. God, I needed to rail Kim when I got home.

"Yeah. Just, this fucking adoration of Josh is constantly breaking the 'pacing' of the report up, if there is even such a thing as pacing for these things," I sighed, shoving the report away from me.

"Half the office has a picture of him on their desk, what do you expect?" Mirella chuckled. "Half the office moan 'pregnant' any time he walks by, the other half is men."

"All hail Josh the great," I chuckled.

"Any idea when he's back?" Mirella asked. It sounded like she was a bit worried, which was understandable. It was the second time he had taken time off and left me with running things. I grew to the task, but I understood if the employees, even Mirella, were a bit worried.

"Nah. He said he'll call when he's on his way home," I shrugged. "But yeah, I'm getting a bit tired of him dumping work on me."

"He just wants to give you a chance to shine," Mirella said. She was a stern woman, but also a salesperson, so she knew how to turn my moping and complaining into positivity. "You're doing great, Luna, and it's not easy to take over when someone else does something for years and years. You should be proud of yourself."

"Thank you," I smiled. "Anyway, go back to being in labor, I'll get through this mess and get back to my actual job."

"You sure?" Mirella asked.

"Yeah, I'll manage, don't worry," I said.

"Okay," she said, standing up. Her steel blue eyes would intimidate most men, but to me, I just saw an equal, someone to rely on.

As soon as Mirella left, I leaned back in my chair, stretched out, and yawned. Fuck, I needed to get out of here. I was feeling really tired. My mind had been occupied all day. With Mirella, I didn't want to complain too much about Josh in case she thought I wasn't taking care of his business well enough. Josh had this way of instilling loyalty, and while this wasn't a pissing contest, I wanted the folks around the office to know my hands were just as capable. 

There was just something about seeing them look to me for answers for once. I mean, not all the time, but being the boss whenever Josh needed someone to step in, and doing it well, felt pretty great. It made me feel more confident in myself. Confidence was never short to come by with me, but I felt more ready to take on new challenges than ever before.

"Hey there, buddy," I mumbled, scratching Barney behind the ear, the giant mastiff's tail wagging like crazy. "You're such a good boy."

I let out a groan. Between the company and Kim's bout of depression, I needed something to make me feel good again. And Barney was always the best cure for that. My furry friend was so cute and lovable, it was impossible not to feel better after spending some quality time with him.

Barney's big tongue rolled out as he panted happily, loving the attention. It made me smile, seeing him so happy.

"You're a good boy, Barney," I said, giving him a big hug. "You're such a good boy."

As I hugged Barney, I felt some of the stress melting away. The warm, fuzzy feeling that spread through my body was exactly what I needed.

After cuddling with Barney for a bit, I decided to take him out for a walk. Some fresh air and exercise would do me good, and Barney loved it when I took him out. Some of our household might think Linda's greatest assets were her ass, her cock, her hips, her demeanor, but her dog was truly the best.

Well, at least Kim and I were able to pursue our hobbies. I was looking forward to seeing her olive little ass in some nice costumes and such. And I would be lying if I said I didn't miss 'performing'. I never did anything too raunchy on my OnlyFans, except some lewd pics and such with Kim, but there was something empowering about being sexy, taking photos, and looking so fucking good doing it.

But as much as I enjoyed dressing up and posing for the camera, I knew it wasn't something I wanted to do for the rest of my life. I was always more of a behind-the-scenes kind of person anyway. Like, it was an experience I was glad I had, but it was something I couldn't pursue. Doing it for fun with Kim, however, was perfect. As long as that little shit didn't post it. Heh, maybe I could take out some of my frustration on Kim later.

Thoughts of ravaging Kim later made me smile as we walked down the street, enjoying the sunshine and fresh air. Well, she had found a streak of… having the upperhand. I didn’t mind it, it was different but also quite hot. I could get used to being dominated. I just needed to make sure she didn’t get too carried away with it.

I knew I could easily make her submit to me again if I wanted to, but this side of Kim was sort of exciting. If anything, if it could instill some confidence in her, and I got to cum, then why the fuck not? I chuckled as I meandered my way down the way toward the park.

But my thoughts were interrupted when I spotted Toby across the street. What was he doing here?

I had, oddly enough, seen him around the gym I went to, but I had avoided him completely. I still didn't quite know what he did to Josh and Kim, and I honestly barely knew the guy, but from what I could tell, he gave the total creep vibes. He hid behind that shy personality, but when you looked closer, he was just a fucking weirdo. It was like he only saw women as trophies or something. He was probably going to get his ass kicked someday.

He didn't seem to notice me, though. He was on his phone, walking along the street with a suitcase.

Well, I didn't really give a fuck. Let him do whatever he wanted, just stay away from us.

*

It was getting late, and Luna was supposed to arrive soon. I was getting nervous. The anticipation of seeing her again, as well as the thought of how I'd be able to pull this off without her catching on, was nerve-wracking. The best approach would probably be to make implications that Toby was back in the fold again, but in such a way that Luna would never double-check with Josh or anything, or mention something.

It wasn't something I had figured out yet, and it was stressing me out.

But at least I had figured out the cosplaying part. I had found two sets of costumes. I went with the blue jumpsuits for some teasing shots where those jumpsuits would hide a lot, until, gradually, they didn't. Then I wanted to lick Luna's cleavage, and it would be so fucking hot. 

And for the other idea, I went for a full-blown maid outfit. Black and white, with a corset and high stockings. Luna's long legs in those things would make for an awesome photoshoot. I could imagine it all. Luna's slender frame, her pale skin, and those luscious curves. The way her ass would fill out that skirt and how her boobs would push out the corset.

It was going to be perfect.

If Luna would let me post any of this on my OnlyFans page was another question. It was sexy enough, but I felt she mostly said that to appease me. I felt a bit guilty about all the stress I had put on her and Josh at work, though, by fucking up with Vincent, the stuff with Alex, and all, without giving them the proper excuse or reasons as to why things went the way they did. Instead, they were forced to clean up my mess. That is, I fixed Vincent, but even that was incredibly underhanded, and if they knew how, neither would approve. But what's done is done, right?

As I waited for her, I started to look through her dildo collection. It had grown over a few months. All kinds of shapes and sizes. Equine dildos, regular dildos, double-sided dildos... it was like a smorgasbord of phallic objects. I picked up one of the double-ended ones and studied it closely. It was a thick, pink thing, with ridges along the sides.

"What are you doing?" Luna's voice rang behind me.

"Hey," I said, smiling, trying to sound casual, but failing miserably. "Just looking through your collection."

"Oh," Luna said, smiling confidently. "You like them?"

"Yeah," I said, still holding the double-sided dildo. I put it back and turned to face Luna. She looked so good. Her silver blonde balayage side cut made her look like a total badass. And her deeply blue eyes pierced into me. Sometimes when I looked at Luna, I wondered if I was a lesbian deep down after all. I loved Josh, I really did, and I was straight, but my sister-in-law was something else. Why was it so obvious this morning opposed to others? Maybe because I was set on a mission, maybe because of my own guilt?

She had on a short summer dress with a nice cleavage and high heels. Her long, slender legs looked amazing, and I couldn't help but stare.

"Fuck, Luna," I muttered, shaking my head. "You're too hot."

"Thanks," Luna said, smiling proudly before walking past me and putting her bag down. "What do you want?"

"Huh?" I said, still dazed by her beauty.

"You never just come into my room. What do you want?" Luna said, smiling smugly as she sat down on the edge of her bed.

"Oh," I said, snapping back to reality. "Yeah, uhm..."

"Did you find any nice costumes?" Luna asked, clearly not wanting to beat around the bush.

"I did, actually," I said, trying to act natural. 

"You're all pent up, aren't you, slut?" Luna said with half a smile. God, I just loved when she belittled me like that. "Why don't you just bend over, and I'll give it to you? I can tell you need it."

I blushed at her suggestion, my heart beating fast in my chest. Luna was right. I did need it, and I wanted it badly. I simply rolled over on my stomach and spread my legs, presenting my ass to her.

"Mmm, good girl," Luna purred as she stood up and walked over to me. She ran her hand across my ass cheeks and squeezed them gently. Then she slapped one of them lightly.

"Mmmm," I moaned softly.

"Such a naughty little slut," Luna cooed. "Letting me fuck your tight asshole right here, with Josh half across the country. What do you think he's doing now? Getting dicked down by Linda, perhaps?"

"Mhhm," I groaned. That was exactly what I hoped. Linda's huge shaft stretching him wide open, the ecstasy on his face as he takes it... it would be incredible. And the sight would be indescribable. A slight heat between my thighs made it clear just how hot that scene would be.

Then she grabbed hold of my hair and pushed me down, forcing my face into the mattress. I groaned as she started to work her fingers inside my asshole. Her fingers felt amazing as they wiggled and probed inside me. She knew exactly what to do, and it was only a matter of minutes before she had me on the verge of orgasm.

"You like that?" Luna asked teasingly.

"Mhmm," I moaned, pushing my ass back against her fingers.

"Good girl," Luna purred as she continued fucking me with her fingers. Her movements were gentle, but forceful. I couldn't help but moan softly as she continued to finger me. She was so good at it, her grip so immense. And she knew just how to fuck me to get me off.

"Oh yeah," I moaned. "Yeah, right there."

But instead of continuing to pleasure me, Luna withdrew her fingers, and I let out a disappointed groan.

"Not yet, slut," Luna smirked, standing up and walking to her closet. She began rummaging through it, looking for something. Finally, she pulled out a harness and a large dildo. One side had an extra attachment that would stimulate the wearer.

"I've had a rough day," she said, stripping off her dress and shoving her shoes off, along with her thong. I nodded and licked my lips. Her beautiful tits bounced and jiggled as she got into the strap-on harness and then proceeded to fasten the dildo to the ring. "I'm going to ride you and you're going to take it like the good little slut you are."

Luna's demeanor quickly changed, and now, I could only see that dominant, aggressive person who would have my submission. I just felt a strong need to serve her, like it was the greatest honor in life to do so, especially here in her bedroom.

"Come here," Luna ordered, pointing at a spot in the middle of her big king-size bed.

I nodded and obediently did as she ordered. The obedience was part of her. With the hunger in her eyes and her low tone, Luna demanded subservience without asking. I stepped onto the bed and stopped when I was in the spot she had pointed.

"On your back," Luna ordered, taking a position close by me. "Spread your legs. Put your arms under your knees and pull them toward your chest. Show me that gorgeous ass. Get ready to get fucked."

My breathing became quicker as I watched her approach me with a pillow. Then she pulled down the pillow beneath my ass, angled me the right way, and crawled closer. As she crawled, Luna rolled me up, and not into a mating press. 

Soon, I was lying more or less upside down, my shoulder blades and neck against the mattress, my back propped up by a pillow and Luna herself, my ass in the air, my feet dangling above me. I had no idea I was this flexible and capable of such a position. It felt so vulnerable and strange, especially as Luna took position above me, towering over me with a smirk that told me I was about to get it.

"You ever been fucked like this?" Luna asked, knowing the answer full well from my shocked expression.

"N-no," I managed in this suppressed position.

I then felt something large prod against my butthole, and my breath caught as Luna pushed slowly.

"Tell me, who's going to be a good slut today?"

"I-I am, L-luna. I'm going to be a g-good slut today," I replied breathlessly. Luna shoved more of her enormous strap-on inside of me, stretching me open.

I shivered in delight. Luna grunted with a slightly evil grin on her face. 

"I bet," Luna purred, focusing away from me, producing another dildo from behind her somewhere and then unceremoniously shoved it in my pussy. With her strap-on already deep in my ass, and now the added dildo in my pussy, I felt completely stuffed.

I moaned as she began to move in and out of me, pumping both holes in sync.

"Does that feel good?" Luna asked.

"Guh," I grunted, unable to form words from having both my own body's weight above me, and Luna's on top of that, which made it difficult to breathe.

"Yeah, it does," Luna smirked, increasing her pace. "I knew you'd like it."

I moaned loudly, trying to keep myself from screaming out loud as Luna continued to pound me hard. She didn't build up or anything; she just set a steady, unforgiving rhythm. In and out, in and out, over and over again.

"Fuck," I panted as she continued to pound me, never slowing down. "Fuck, yes, fuck..."

Luna grinned wickedly. She loved seeing me lose control like this. And she loved knowing that she was the one responsible for it.

"That's it," she said. "Let me hear you."

I couldn't stop myself. Every thrust brought me closer and closer to the edge, until, eventually, it was all too much. And with one last push, it was over. I couldn't hold back any longer, and my orgasm crashed through me like an ocean wave breaking. Luna didn't budge one bit, fucking my ass with 4-inch strokes, shoving my pussy full with her wide, equine-like dildo that was built for brutal, savage-style fucking.

She gave me no mercy. Instead, Luna increased one fraction, keeping that new, faster rhythm too, fucking me like she wanted to fuck me. As my second orgasm crashed through me, Luna yanked the dildo out of my pussy, tossed it aside, parted my legs, and fell on top of me, her tongue inside my mouth before I had time to react. 

No doubt fucking me like she had made her incredibly horny, and now I was reaping the benefit. Her tongue plunged deep in my mouth, exploring, while I clung to her for dear life. The deep, French kissing combined with her strap-on and bodyweight, the warm feeling of her naked skin against mine, all worked together to bring me down to earth after being swept high on orgasms.

"Yes, yes, yes," Luna chanted as she broke the kiss, moving down on my tits, sucking, and biting the nipples, her hands roughly squeezing the boobs as she went. Fuck, she was an animal.

"Fuck, I love that so much," I moaned, loving every single thing she was doing.

Luna soon returned to my lips, and this time, I managed to meet her. The intensity of this, her hard, fast rhythm, her ruthless, rough style, was turning me inside out. Her sweat gave her whole body a nice, slick look. Her silver, blonde, asymmetrical hair hung loosely around her face. My hands slid and moved freely along her shoulders and back, up and down her sides. Her rapid heartbeat pumped hard in her chest, almost in unison with my own.

Then suddenly, Luna slowed down. The fierce intensity vanished, and her eyes drifted shut. She was still riding me hard, but now with her head thrown back and a peaceful look on her face. Her entire body trembled, and she inhaled sharply before moaning loudly. The way she came was just as wild and fierce as her fucking. It was so hot, and I loved how she just gave herself freely and without hesitation. It made me fall in love with her all over again.

With an exhausted huff, Luna finally let go of me and slumped to her side, breathing heavily, tossing the wet strap-on aside. Her glistening, muscular, curvaceous body glowed in the warm sunlight. It was perfect, absolutely breathtaking. But Luna wasn't done.

Unceremoniously, she grabbed my head, without even looking at me, and guided me toward her slick crotch.

"Fuck, that was a nice orgasm," she chuckled. "Now, clean up your mess, you little slut!"

"Okay," I giggled, sinking into her smooth, hairless, warm valley, running my tongue along her tasty, velvety folds, moaning at her amazing flavor. Luna relaxed as I lapped, whimpering and twitching.

"God," Luna purred, grabbing the sheets. "You have a tongue like a magic wand."

I smiled and pressed the tip into her tunnel, getting a gasp. God, Luna was fun. Her grip tightened, and a quiet whimper escaped her lips. It didn't take long at all. It only took a minute before Luna erupted again with a low moan. This one wasn't as intense, but just as delicious, making Luna gush out in small, yet powerful spurts. I eagerly slurped down her love juice, licking, sucking, and nibbling as best as I could.

After catching my breath, I fell over on my side, panting, shining in sweat just like Luna.

I rolled over on my side, and without really thinking about it, I groped one of her breasts. They were certainly bigger than mine, but that was almost a given. A decent handful each, soft, yet firm, and the most glorious mounds imaginable. I loved her so much, and not only as my sister-in-law. I admired her. 

She was everything I hoped I'd be. Strong, confident, oozing with whatever mojo her family was born with. And she was smart, helping out her brother with his business. What did I do instead? I ruined it. I risked everything for the taboo pleasures of burning everything around me to the ground. Why did I do it? Was that the only thing I had control over, how much I could fuck up my life?

"That was awesome," I muttered.

"It was," Luna said, snuggling closer, our skin moist and sticky from sweat. She was so sexy right now, I think I'd even drink her sweat. I settled for a kiss on her cheek. I didn't deserve to have this person in my life.

*

I must've passed out, but when I came to, Luna was still there. She was on her laptop, working still, completely nude. So hard-working, so fine. All I could think of, for whatever motive, was that I needed to get in her good graces, for Luna to trust me again.

I hesitated. Honesty was the path to trust, and I had worn Luna's so thin it could barely withstand a breeze. I couldn't keep hiding from her, or we'd be forced to go our separate ways under the underlying frustration with me, which would no doubt build from there. And I wasn't ready to give up on us.

"Vincent..." I started. Luna looked at me abruptly. I looked away, unable to look at her. How I had royally fucked her. And Josh. "God, I fucked that one up so bad. I never meant to hurt you, Luna. I love you. You're my sister."

Luna didn't say anything. She simply continued to stare at me. There was a look of concern on her face, and I couldn't help but feel guilty. I hated lying to her, and the guilt was wearing Kevlar and a bulletproof helmet, making it impossible to kill it. I needed to do this. I needed to make things right. If anything, or as a minor addition, it would serve my long-term ambitions.

"I'm sorry, Luna," I said quietly. "I'm so sorry. I should have been honest with you from the start. And that comes with some... things that you already know about me... like how, y'know, how I'm such a slut."

"Kim," Luna said, putting her hand on mine, pulling it toward her, sliding the laptop out of her lap.

"But it's true," I said. This was suddenly more real than I thought it would be. I felt a lump in my throat. "I can't help it. I crave... dirty sex. And I get so... turned on by the idea of my husband getting cucked. I know it's a stupid excuse or whatever, but it's who I am."

Luna looked at me a bit awkwardly. Like, I was talking about her brother's sex life after all. And something very controversial, to be sure.

"It's not healthy, Kim," Luna said softly, but sternly.

But I barged on, as if she hadn't talked at all.

"And... I've been lying to you. About a lot of things. About Alex and Vincent. I haven't been honest with anyone. But especially you, Luna. You mean the world to me. Josh, too, but you're my best friend. My sister. And I should have been honest with you. I should have told you everything. But I didn't. And now... now I've ruined everything."

"No, you haven't," Luna said, shaking her head. "You're still my sister. You've just made some mistakes." Luna was sympathetic, but I couldn't help but notice in her voice that she wasn't entirely convinced. A slight spark of some undeserved anger flared within me. But it was my own fault. It was time to come clean.

"I blew Vincent. That's why he only wanted to talk to me," I said, the words spilling out before I could stop them. "I let him fuck me, Luna. I let him use me like a cheap whore. I let him cum inside me. I honestly have no idea if he sealed the deal for me, sort to speak, y'know, or not, but I let him do it. And I loved it."

Luna was silent for a moment, and then she took a deep breath.

"I had my suspicions," Luna replied, sighing. "I knew that guy was a creep. I saw the way he looked at me, but he never tried anything."

"Because you'd throw him through the window. I'm not like you. You know how easy it is to push me around, and how that... people using me is sort of a turn on."

"It is? I know you're a bit submissive, but I never knew to that extent, I guess. But that is so fucked. He pressured you. I've heard that predators like him have this weird sixth sense of knowing who they can get away with these things with, and who will fight back," Luna said, spite in her voice. She was angrier with Vincent than she was with me, and even gave me sympathy. I didn't understand why.

"He did. But that's the fucked up part... I... I wanted it too, though. I love the attention. I love being desired. It makes me feel good. And... it turns me on. Like crazy," I said, looking up at her finally.

"It shouldn't! That's rape!" Luna exclaimed.

"No, Luna, it's not. I wanted it. I was a willing participant. I enjoyed every second of it. That's the fucked up part. When I knew he wanted to fuck my face, or any part of me, I was all for it. You know how vulnerable I get around someone dominant."

"And now I feel bad," Luna said, looking at me with more sympathy than I deserved. She was so like her brother, she had no idea. "You came to LA just to help, then got put in such an awful situation... I'm so sorry."

"No, no, don't be. It was my fault. I should have told you sooner," I said, shaking my head. "It was just so... it was a difficult situation, one I'd never been in, obviously, and I had no idea how to deal with it."

Luna sighed. She seemed conflicted. Like she wanted to be angry with me for keeping this from her for so long, but also feeling bad for me. Perhaps some disgust or confusion about how this was not sexual assault, despite how terrible it sounds.

"It's okay, Luna. I know you're angry," I tried.

"It's not your fault, Kim. You're not a bad person for what happened," Luna said, wrapping an arm around me. "You shouldn't feel guilty. You were in an impossible situation. You're not a whore for enjoying it, or for not wanting to make a big deal out of it. You should have told me, though. That's the important part. I would have understood. It wasn't right for him to take advantage of you."

"I know," I said, leaning into her embrace. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner."

"It's okay," Luna said, pulling me close. "I'm just glad you told me now."

"I don't deserve you," I said quietly.

"You deserve to be treated right," Luna replied, holding me tight.

I knew this was the moment to let this conversation die down, but as much as I wanted to make up with Luna, I also had a plan with Toby. This was too perfect, and I had to strike while the iron was hot.

"The thing is, which I can't figure out why, is how much I liked the... wrongness of it all. Like, I knew I shouldn't have done it, but I didn't want to stop it. I enjoyed it. A lot. It turned me on so much, and I still get wet when I think about it," I confessed. "I'm telling you both to come clean, but also to let you know how... I work."

Luna looked at me with a slight frown, but she didn't seem disgusted. I could see it in her eyes that she was curious. A confused, morbid curiosity. I just hoped I wasn't pushing it too far. I needed her to be comfortable. I needed to make her curious enough that she'd accept Toby.

"What do you mean?" Luna asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "You mean... you liked being used like that? Like a whore?"

"Yes," I said, nodding slightly. "I loved it."

"But why?" Luna asked, seeming genuinely perplexed. "Why would anyone want that?"

"I don't know," I said, shrugging. "I just... I really enjoyed it. Do you promise you're not angry with me?" I asked, pouting slightly.

"I'm not. I'm a bit shocked to learn that you like... that. But then how did you get out of it? Or are you still... seeing him? God, is that why you've been so absent lately?!"

Time to strike. To push things further down the road to madness.

"No, Luna, I haven't seen him since. And I... fixed it, with some help, so Vincent is no longer a problem. He knows to leave me alone now."

Luna looked at me, and I could see the relief wash over her. She visibly relaxed.

"Thank God," she said, letting out a sigh of relief. "I was worried he would keep coming after you. I would kick his ass if he didn't leave you alone."

"You would do that?"

"Of course. You're my sister. I'd rip his fucking throat out right now," Luna said, fierce and fiery as ever. "But... you haven't answered my question."

I looked at her, confused.

"Who helped you with Vincent?"

"I..." I started. I could feel myself starting to sweat. The truth was too horrible to tell Luna, but I knew I had to. I owed her that much. "I... it was... Toby."

Luna's eyes widened.

"What?!? What did that psycho do to you?" she asked, her voice filled with concern. That remark had me worried a bit. How much did she really know about the Toby situation?

"He... he didn't do anything, Luna. He helped me. He saved my ass," I said quietly. And later he fucked it, but that was besides the point.

Luna looked at me, her brow furrowed in confusion.

"Toby? What the hell? Why would he do that?"

"I... I don't know," I lied. "I guess he just wanted to help."

"That doesn't make any sense. I don't trust that guy," Luna said, shaking her head. "He's always been a creep." A creep that would soon be taking your pussy and womb, but let's keep that a secret for now, shall we? "I don't get it. What did he have to gain?"

I wasn't sure where to take it from here. If we lingered too much on this topic, we'd linger in a negative space, and that wasn't what I wanted. So, I decided to try and shift the focus back to me. Perhaps I had pushed just enough for now.

"I don't know, Luna. But he did. And it was... amazing," I said. "But let's not focus on that. It's over, and I'm so relieved to tell you. I should've been honest with you from the start. I'm sorry. I know it sounds cliché, but I was scared of what you'd think of me."

"I'll always love you, Kim, no matter what. You're my sister," Luna said. "And you can always come to me. Even if I'm angry at you, I'll always listen. You know that. What Vincent did was awful, and I guess you’re more resilient than one would assume, if you're coping with it this well. Like, the sex part didn't bother you?"

"Of course it did, it was wrong to do because it's cheating and behind Josh's back, but I also loved it. That's what made it so confusing. The guilt was there, but the excitement and lust were stronger. That's why I didn't tell you. I felt so guilty, so ashamed. But I was also really turned on by it. It was weird."

"It's okay, Kim. You don't have to feel guilty anymore," Luna said. "You're a good person, and what happened to you was fucked up. You shouldn't feel ashamed for what you did. You did what you had to do to survive. The entire entertainment business is so fucked, and as a fellow girl in this world, I understand."

I looked at her, my heart breaking. I couldn't believe how understanding she was being. Of course, she’d always be there for me no matter what. And I'd let Toby ruin her. I'd let Toby turn her against Josh.

I felt a pang of guilt, but it was quickly replaced by excitement.

"Thanks, Luna. You're the best," I said, smiling at her. "Now, why don't we just forget about that. Come here." I pulled her down into a hug, wrapping my arms around her tightly. She returned the hug, and I could feel the tension leaving our bodies.

"I'm glad you told me, Kim," Luna whispered. "It means a lot that you trusted me enough to be so honest with me."

I hugged her tighter, burying my face in her hair. She smelled so good. I couldn't help but feel my arousal growing as she held me in her arms. She was so strong, yet so gentle. It made me feel safe.

"I'm sorry, Luna," I whispered. I was. But not for sleeping with Vincent, nor because of my lack of honesty. I was sorry because I was about to betray her again, and there was nothing I could do about it. Toby was going to take what he wanted from her, and all I could do was watch and admire my strong sister-in-law being put in her place, by a man who knew how to do it right. A man who was going to prove he deserved the privilege of having her, and who would give her the satisfaction she craved and deserved.

Luna smiled, her deep blue eyes meeting my brown ones. They shone with warmth and kindness, and I couldn't help but smile as well. I leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on her forehead, before wrapping her in a tight embrace. I breathed a sigh of relief. This was going to work out for the better.

Toby didn't need a permission, he was going to go ahead and have Luna once the moment was right, and he was going to ensure that Luna got knocked up. And it was just a matter of time. And that didn't bother me. I was excited for her, I really was. Luna deserved to be taken care of by Toby, and she deserved to be pregnant with his child.

"It's okay," Luna said. "It's over now. You're safe."

But I wasn't talking about that anymore. I was sorry for how things would go down with Toby. How Luna would end up in his clutches and how I'd have to watch her fall apart. I was sorry for how much it would hurt Josh to see his sister succumb to such a fate, but at least he'd have the pleasure of taking Linda's dick. It would be all good.

We stayed like that for a while, just holding each other. It felt good to have someone to confide in, even if I had ulterior motives. I closed my eyes and breathed in her scent as she lay atop me. I wanted to stay like this forever. Her warm body pressed against mine. Her strong arms around me.

As I hugged her, my hands started to wander down her back. I could feel her muscles tense underneath my touch as I explored her body. She was so toned and muscular, but still feminine.

Her breathing quickened as my hands moved lower. I could feel her nipples harden against my chest as I let out a soft moan in her hair, more of a warm exhale, really, but Luna picked up on it.

"You really are a horny little slut, aren't you?" Luna whispered as she broke the embrace, sitting up, looking down at me.

"I'm sorry, Luna. I can't help it," I said, my voice filled with lust. "You're just so hot."

Luna smirked and shook her head. She reached out and grabbed my breast, squeezing it gently.

"I guess we'll have to do something about that," she said as she pinched my nipple.

"Ow!" I cried out as she twisted it painfully.

"Shhh," she said, putting her finger to my lips. "No more talking."

She leaned down and kissed me softly. I melted into the kiss, moaning against her lips. My hands roamed across her body as she deepened the kiss. I could feel her tongue invading my mouth as I let my fingers trace the outline of her spine. She broke the kiss and began planting kisses along my jawline and neck.

"Fuck," I moaned as her teeth grazed my earlobe.

"Are you sure?" Luna asked.

"I need it. Someone I love. Josh isn't here to do it, and honestly, who better than you?" It was dirty, but it was necessary.

"Yeah? You want me to make you feel good?" Luna whispered. I felt a hand slowly travel up my thigh. My hips pushed towards the sensation, and I let out a moan as she cupped my core. She hadn't even done anything, and I was so wet already, my body trembling with anticipation. "You want to be... used?"

"God yes," I said, practically begging at this point. "Luna, please. I need it."

With one hand, Luna gently nudged her fingers toward my entrance and sank them into me. I let out a gasp as two of her long, slender fingers made their way inside me. Her palm was pressed against my clit, providing the most delicious amount of pressure, and I rocked my hips against her, craving more.

"Oh God..." I moaned, grinding on her fingers as the pleasure coursed through me.  "Luna," I breathed. I felt her breath on my ear, her nose in my hair. "That feels so good, but I..."

"You what, Kim?" She asked. I could feel her fingers curling inside me, pressing against my sweet spots. She knew exactly how to make me feel good. "What do you want? Do you want me to finger your tight little pussy until you cream all over my hand? Is that what you want?"

"No, Luna... I..." I bit my lip. Fuck it. I took the leap.

With a growl, I pushed Luna off of me and straddled her, pushing her down and pinning her wrists on either side of her head. She looked up at me, her expression a mixture of surprise and arousal. I lowered myself, pressing my body against hers, feeling her curves underneath me. Our lips collided in a passionate kiss as my hips started to roll against hers.

She wrapped a leg around me and started grinding against me, our bodies intertwined.

We gasped against each other's mouths, kissing and grinding and groping in desperation and arousal, lost in the heat of the moment. I needed release, so I started to move up and straddle her face, like she so often did to me.

"Luna..." I trailed off. Luna didn't need convincing. She instantly ducked in.

The effect was near instantaneous. She took a few tentative licks before giving it a full tongue bath. It wasn't slow, it was wild, wet, and feral, and just what my body was longing for. With Luna's hands grasping the flesh of my thighs and ass to anchor her, I surrendered myself. I lost all control as the euphoria flooded through my veins, my world shifting into bliss. I ground down on Luna's eager tongue, practically suffocating her as my clit caught in her mouth.

It was loud, animalistic. A desperate coupling that brought me past my brink. My cum ran freely into her mouth, and she didn't hesitate to drink my release. As she drank my nectar, she massaged my thighs and butt, letting her fingers inch into the valley between. Soon, they found their marks and sank inside my ass, and I moaned desperately for Luna's mercy and dexterity. My hands gripped the bed frame, knuckles white and my eyes rolled back, lost in a delirious and dazed high of climax.

As I rode Luna's face, my back arched and my mouth opened, releasing a silent cry as I exploded once more.

My hips rocked on their own, taking everything that she could give.

Slowly, I climbed off, her lips kissing the inside of my thighs as I rolled away.

"God, Luna. That was... wow," I panted.

"I should do this for you more often," Luna laughed.

"That's an idea I'm all for," I chuckled, collapsing next to her. "Especially now that Josh is across the country."

"You need yourself a sidepiece, eh?" Luna chuckled, nudging my shoulder.

We both laughed.

I wanted to push further with Toby, to talk to Luna about how great he was, to make her curious despite her dislike of him. But I knew I had pushed enough for now. Luna was still wary of Toby, and I didn't want to ruin the good vibes we were having now by pushing too hard. And Luna uttering her dislike of Toby, well, it was a good thing. It meant that when she did come around to him, it would be much more powerful and satisfying.

"So... cosplaying?"

*

Kim and I moved out to the huge 'backyard', if you could call it that, of thehouse. The grass was bright green, and a massive, seemingly endless yard opened out in front of us, a good-sized patch fenced in for Barney, with a few slopes and knolls, patches of trees, and such. There was still a lot of opportunity out here, but even in its simplicity, it felt beautiful. A sort of park with its own charm, just outside our house. 

I was sometimes thinking I should move out, that living in my bro's house was too much, but that would be giving up on a perfect place to live. Plus, Josh loved me, so who cares? The property was huge. You could be all by yourself for days around here.

"You got your camera ready?" Kim asked, grinning. She looked like a kid about to go into an amusement park or something. I think she was really excited about this, which I could absolutely relate to.

"What did you plan for us?" I asked.

"Oh, a few things," Kim said, smiling mischievously. "But you'll see."

"Yeah, yeah," I chuckled.

We set up in the backyard. Kim found the tripods and the cameras I had given her after I gave up my OF. She kept hers, which I still didn't fully support as it was behind Josh's back, but that was sort of their issue. As far as I could tell, Kim only posted teasing stuff like I had, so whatever, and without her face.

"So, we'll start out here then move inside later," Kim said, throwing a jumpsuit at me.

"What, do I just change out here?" I chuckled. "Assuming I'm not wearing my regular clothes underneath." I had on some sweatpants and a tank top. It wasn't exactly flattering, but probably very topical for a jumpsuit.

"Great idea," Kim said with a naughty smile.

"Naughty girl," I said, turning around, bending over at the waist to remove my socks. Kim's eyes immediately drew to my curves. I knew the little slut couldn't help herself. With a smirk, I slowly slid off my sweatpants, making sure to wiggle my hips as I did. I then turned around and pulled my tank top over my head, exposing my bare breasts. I had even put in my nipple piercings before going out. "Like this?" I said, with my hands at my hips, standing there in nothing but my black thong.

Kim stared at me hungrily, her eyes roaming over my body. I could tell she wanted to pounce on me and take advantage of me like that. I didn't mind if she did. But I also loved being in such demand, having such power. Kim always had a thing for me, and thanks to my brother, we were able to indulge in some fun now and then. Sharing is caring, after all, and I took and took my share of Kim when I needed it. Perhaps not often enough, someone had to keep that girl in line.

"Can I take a picture?" Kim asked eagerly. "Just for myself. I... wow, you out in the sun like that, almost completely naked."

"Sure. Where do you want me?" I asked. "Leaned up against his fence?"

"Uhm, sure," Kim said, licking her lips. "Yeah, that works."

I sauntered over to the fence and leaned against it, putting my hands above my head and arching my back slightly. Kim's eyes followed me the entire way, and I could tell she was already getting turned on. Good. This was exactly what I wanted. I loved seeing her squirm like this. It was so fucking hot.

"Perfect," she said as she adjusted the camera. I smiled as I looked into the lens, making sure to put on my best sexy face.

"Alright, let's see what you've got," I said, pushing away from the fence and walking back toward her. As I got closer, I reached around and slowly started to pull my thong down, revealing my bare ass. Kim's eyes widened as she watched me, taking pictures the whole time. "You like that?" I asked as I tossed the thong to the side.

"God, yes," Kim breathed as she continued to take pictures. 

"You're still horny, aren't you?" I teased, reaching out and running my hand over her breasts on top of her shirt. She moaned softly as I cupped one in my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"Fuck, Luna," Kim groaned as I pinched her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I lowered myself, rolled her black tee up, and gave one of her dark brown nipples a quick lick. Kim gasped as I flicked my tongue over her erect nipple.

"I love it when you're all worked up like this," I said, smiling at her.

Kim was breathing heavily now, her eyes clouded with lust. My lips returned to her nipple, gently sucking on it. She groaned again as I rolled my tongue around the sensitive nub. After a few more moments, I gave her nipple one last flick before pulling away from her, leaving her standing there panting. Her nipple glistened with my spit. Sexy.

"So... you don't want any of this on my OnlyFans page?" Kim reiterated. Consent is good, yes. But I felt extra charitable today.

"Just blur out my face, or edit it out, and give me a heads up," I said, moving to her other nipple and giving it the same treatment. Her breath hitched as I swirled my tongue around the sensitive flesh. Then I pulled away and stood there, enjoying the way her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath.

I turned my back to her, placing my palms on the tree in front of me, pushing my ass out in a sexy way, facing Kim's camera.

"A few more, I guess."

With a coy smile on my lips, I struck a pose and let her do her thing, looking back over my shoulder to look into her camera. She snapped a few, before I decided this had gone on long enough.

"Time for some dressing up. Can't be horny all day," I chuckled, ruffling Kim's hair. "Wanna be Lucy MacLean?"

"Sure," Kim grinned, looking positively naughty. "Though I don't have those big doe eyes she got."

I shrugged and started putting on the jumpsuit. It was pretty big on me, but not too bad. It was nice to have some additional air now that it was actually warm outside.

"It looks a bit baggy, but I think it'll work," I said as I adjusted the sleeves, looking over my shoulder to see if it wrinkled.

"Ooolala," Kim teased, winking at me. "It really brings out your eyes."

"Shut up," I laughed, sticking my tongue out at her. I looked at Kim, and she almost disappeared in her jumpsuit. It gave room for quite the cleavage, though. I tried to remember why I got these jumpsuits; they were way too big, obviously. Oh well.

Kim and I started shooting. At first, we just goofed off, messing around and taking silly photos, but then Kim decided she wanted to get serious. She positioned me against a tree and started giving me directions on how to pose. 

Kim seemed to enjoy bossing me around into sexier and sexier positions, and I was happy to indulge her. As we worked, my jumpsuit slowly began to slide off, revealing more and more skin as the pictures went on. By the time the zipper was all the way down, and the jumpsuit simply wouldn't hold up, Kim was licking my tits with eager appetite, having put the camera on auto. It was snapping photos from the side, of Kim stuffing her face between my breasts, trembling fingers groping them, my hands on the back of her head and tugging her messy black hair to direct her. It felt so nice, just to lie here in the warmth, right on the newly cut grass, and let Kim lick my nipples like her favorite lollipop, knowing it made for incredibly sexy photos.

My hand slid along her waist, pulling at her jumpsuit, pulling it up to give her a bit of a wedgie, turning her slightly toward the camera. The added thrill of it all being captured enticed me to not give a fuck whether I'd be in the photos. I'd have Kim remove those later. I'd save some of them for myself, however.

"Is that enough Fallout?" I asked. "Did you have other costumes set up or...?"

"I found your sexy maid outfits," Kim grinned, looking up at me. I looked at her, and then I smirked.

"You want to do that? I mean, I don't mind," I said, shrugging. "It's been fun. Finally, we're doing something other than stressing out about Entrendy or Calhoun Holding."

"Yeah, it was," Kim said, smiling widely. "And I can't wait to see you in those sexy stockings."

"Oh, please," I said, rolling my eyes. "You're such a slut for me."

"Guilty as charged," Kim giggled. She eyed me for a second, as if contemplating something. Something more serious.

"What?" I asked.

"I just... There's more," Kim said, moving over to sit down at a bench. I followed after her.

"I hope so, I mean, we're not stopping with these jumpsuits, are we?" I said, trying to play coy. But Kim seemed rather determined.

I raised an eyebrow. More drama? I was already feeling awful about what happened to her with Vincent. Now there was more? I wondered what it could be. Was it something else with him? Did he do something else to her? God, I'd kill that guy.

"No, it's..." Kim hesitated for a second, as if unsure if she should continue or not. Then she sighed and looked down at the ground. "It's... about Josh, actually. And the only reason I'm saying something is because us two have sort of, y'know, reignited what had been going on, and I feel like you should know too."

"Know what?" I asked. Was this the day of reckoning or something?

"It's nothing too serious. I just wanted you to know that Josh and I are sort of, very minorly, trying out cuckolding again. You know, outside just me and you, or Linda. Like, eh, like other men," Kim said, biting her lip, looking at me as if to wait for some blowup.

I stared at her, unsure how to respond. Cuckolding. That was... interesting. I had no idea what to say to that. I didn't know how I felt about it, but I knew I should probably be supportive. Well, I didn't like it one bit, though. Like, part of me wanted Kim to keep it to us three, to play it safe, but another part of me wanted her to explore her sexuality, to grow.

"I... okay," I said, nodding slowly. "Are you two sure? I mean, after last time..." I trailed off.

"We've talked about it a lot, and we've agreed to keep it under control this time," Kim said. "And just so we're clear, Josh doesn't know I'm telling you. I'm not sure he wants it out, or anything, but I just thought you should know, seeing that we sort of sleep together sometimes."

"Sort of?" I teased. Kim didn't look to be distraught. In fact, she was relieved, even eager, to be telling me this, I could tell. "So... Josh is okay with you sleeping with other men? Wasn't that what went wrong with Toby?"

"It was," Kim said, nodding slowly. "But Toby is... he's different now. We've had a talk and... well, it seems like we're going forward like this. But again, Josh doesn't know I'm telling you."

"I won't tell him," I said, shaking my head. I wasn't too thrilled about this. I had heard all about how things went down with Toby, and I didn't want it to happen again. But I figured I could ask. "So... what happened with you and him? Toby, I mean."

"The short end of it, Josh wanted to explore, then he got cold feet when he saw... what Toby could do to me," Kim said. "I guess that was a mistake. Maybe if we'd taken it slower, it wouldn't have been such a disaster. But as it turned out, Toby wasn't exactly... trustworthy."

"And he is now?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. I had to admit, I was curious. I wanted to know what made Toby so special. He was a creep, but he apparently did something right. Something that changed Kim's mind.

"He changed," Kim said firmly. "He grew up. He became more responsible. More mature. He apologized for being a creep, and he admitted that his obsession with me was wrong and unhealthy."

"That is... good," I said, not sure I truly believed any of this. It seemed like a far-fetched story. But then again, I didn't know Toby, so perhaps he could change. "So... Josh is okay with you, erh, sleeping with Toby?" I asked.

"I have video of it," Kim said, perking up.

"That's fine. I'm not too keen on seeing my brother doing anything sexual," I said, frowning at the thought. "But why Toby? He's such a fucking creep."

"Curious now, are we?" Kim teased.

"What, no!" I exclaimed, but I couldn't help but blush. "Just wondering why my brother would approve of that guy."

"Because Toby is pure aggression. Perhaps not as... adept as Linda, but Toby makes up for that with his vigor," Kim said, blushing slightly. "Josh likes to watch me be dominated. And Toby is great at that. It's sort of the thing we're trying to explore. But Toby... I mean, you can't really argue with his performance."

I eyed her. I was torn. Part of me wanted to hear all about it, to see what made Toby so great, but another part of me didn't want to know anything about it. Men never interested me much. Not even the thought of them did much to me, sexually. I wasn't gay or anything, but I preferred the fairer sex. But the way Kim talked about Toby, it was almost like she was describing something supernatural. And I had to admit, I was curious. If Josh had accepted him, or whatever Kim was stalling at, then, well, I'm my own person.

"Well, I guess I'll just have to take your word for it," I said. I didn't know what else to say. I was honestly at a loss for words. "As long as you're not hurting Josh, then I don't have to kill Toby. That's all I care about."

Kim laughed. She seemed to be relieved to have told me. And I was glad she did. I felt like this was important information, and it helped me understand her better. Perhaps it was a safer way for her to be a slut, instead of going for people like Vincent. Again, I didn't really know Toby at all. But if Josh had put him in the hate camp, then I'd adhere to that. If not... Maybe I should find some way to talk to Josh about this. But I just hated talking about sex with him, especially this weird fucking fetish of his.

Or was it weird? I mean, I reaped some benefit from it. Josh trusted me a lot, and I guess that was part of it. Did that mean he'd trust Toby as much as me? I'm not sure why, but that stung, actually. I was his own sister. Perhaps I was just reading the situation wrong.

"I won't hurt Josh," Kim said, smiling at me. "We've come a long way since last time."

"Good," I said. I knew she wouldn't, but I still felt a sense of relief hearing her say it. "If anything, it sounds like you're having fun again, and that's what matters."

"I am," Kim said, grinning widely. "And you know I'll never forget about you, either."

"Thanks," I said, returning her smile. "So... Vincent then. I really think you should talk to Josh about that. I mean, if you're cucking him again, then trust and support are important factors of it, and you need to be honest with each other."

Kim nodded slowly. I could tell she was thinking it over. She knew I was right. But it wasn't that simple, of course. It never was.

"I just don't want him to get upset again," Kim said, sighing heavily. "But I know I need to tell him. It's the only way to do this right."

"Just... be honest with him, and make sure he knows how important he is to you," I said. "He needs to know how much you love him."

"I will," Kim said. "I'll do it... but please, let me do it on my terms."

"Of course," I replied, grabbing her shoulder for a quick squeeze. "You want to continue shooting?"

"Sure," Kim said. "Let's go see what I have for you."

*

So, what did you guys think of Luna's povs? And what was Toby doing at the airport?