They Are A-OK Ch. 32

I ran up the stairs and burst into the bedroom where I had left Greg and Alicia to talk. Their talk must have quickly led to more. I stared in stunned silence at the scene on the bed. They were both naked, she was on her hands and knees and he was driving his cock in and out of her cunt. His arms were wrapped around her and he was holding her tits as if they were reins. Her moans filled the room and sweat was beaded upon his back. Even if they had noticed my entrance they were too far gone to stop. She screamed and her body shook noticeably as an orgasm ripped though her. In another second he grunted and called her name as he emptied his balls into her body.

My reaction was visceral. He was still in the throws of climax when I rushed to the bed. I grabbed him and pulled him off of her. She turned and I could see the look of horror in her eyes as I tossed her gorgeous, sweet brother to the floor. He lay there in a heap unwilling to fight or flee. Alicia rolled unto her back and started to curl up like a turtle that recoils in defense.

"You fucking filthy little slut," I screamed as I pounced upon the bed.

She shook her head slowly as if she intended to protest but no words escaped her trembling lips.

"Why didn't you just tell me that it was him you wanted? I will not hold you to the marriage promise. You can be with the bastard. Fuck, go somewhere and marry him so you will no longer be cheating, lying, dirty dealing, disgusting pigs" I cried out as I pressed my weight into her.

From some pit of bravery, I doubt he knew he had, Greg found his voice.

"John no! You don't understand. It was one last time. I swear it was never going to happen again! I am going away. We will never see each other again," He said pleadingly as if he thought I might kill Alicia.

I screamed, "You lie, you fucking bastard faggot!" I roared as I leapt from the bed.

He didn't even raise his arms to block my assault when I jumped upon him and began throwing punches. He just lay there and let me drive my fist into his face and chest. I might have killed him if Alicia hadn't scrambled to her feet and tried to pull me off him.

"Please, John, no, beat me if you must," She begged as she tugged on my shoulders. "You're right I am a slut! I am a horrible person. I am sorry that I could not resist one last time with him. Oh god I love you both so much John!"

She was tugging on me and had her face pressed against my back. My tee shirt was instantly dampened by the tears that steamed from her eyes. I stopped punching and turned back toward her. I pulled her down next to her brother.

"Why should I believe either of you?" I demanded to know.

"John, please, I need to tell you something; something not even Gregory knows," Alicia said desperately. "If after you hear it you still hate me, I will accept your judgment. You have my blessing to take my life if that is what you need of me to atone for my wretched ways."

That was when I first realized that I had been so enraged that I might have killed Greg. I was appalled at the idea that I could kill anyone. That it might be someone I had cared so much for scared me.

"What is so fucking important after all that has happened?" I asked and moved off of Greg.

I sat beside her as she told her tale.

"I am sorry, my sweet brother. I never wanted you to know these things, but John must know them to understand me," She said sounding like she could barely get the words out. "John, Gregory and I aren't even half-siblings as he believes. Only my parents and I know the whole story. My father is the man you know Duarte, but the woman you think is my mother is not. She is Gregory's mother and the story of his parentage that you were told is true. My parents had tried since Gregory's birth to make a child of their own. After two years of his wife being barren my father became resentful and angry. He questioned his love for her. But they both married late in life by island standards and his prospects were not good for finding another wife. Even if he could his love for the son he had not fathered would have kept him from leaving."

"He took his wife's inability to conceive as an affront to his virility. To prove he was manly he began an affair with a young woman who was about the age I am now. My mother who told me all these things says although he kept the affair secret the marriage became increasingly strained. At some point he simply brought his lover into the household. The girl though pretty had not been betrothed and lost her parents. That was the public excuse for letting her live with them. He did not hide the real reason he wanted her to live with them from my mother. He went so far as to tell my wife that he wanted to father a child with her to prove that it was not his fault that they had not conceived."

"When his lover became pregnant they kept it a secret from the rest of the islanders and he made my mother pretend to be pregnant. Only my mother's closest friend who was a midwife was told the truth. When I was born, my mother claimed me as her own. Gregory, you were too young to know the difference or even remember father's lover. The woman that bore me continued to live in our home and my father enjoyed carnal pleasures with both women for several months. That ended when my mother became pregnant with Nateal, who is the only child that is biological connected to both of our parents. That was when my mother insisted that my father's lover leave the house. She took a job at the main house and was soon entertaining guests. I suppose being a whore is my true heritage since both my biological mother and the woman I know to be my mother were whores."

"I do not know how long my father continued fucking the woman that bore me or how our parents repaired their marriage and rekindled their love. I do know that two years after she moved out, my birth mother who never paid any attention to me, left the island. A wealthy visitor took her to live as a maid in his house and be his secret lover. I do not think anyone on the island has ever heard from or about her since she left. Gregory I am sorry to bring this news to you now and John I am sorry to have caused you such anguish. If I had told you both the truth I might have saved much sorrow."

I didn't have any doubt about her truthfulness. I could see that Greg was devastated. I was shocked that a deception like that was perpetrated by islanders. I thought them to be completely without that kind of guile.

"Alicia, how did you learn of this story?" I asked needing to understand her history.

Greg made no attempt to speak.

"When she felt I was old enough to understand, my mother shared the secret with me. Later my father talked to me some of those times also. They thought that it was my right to know my true parentage, just as they had told Gregory the story of his creation. For a time neither of us knew that we were not truly brother and sister. It was only when I made it clear that I was going to follow my mother's path that I was told of his real parentage. There was no reason for him to know of mine. We had been raised to adulthood believing we were siblings."

"Alicia, how could you let me believe that you were my sister when the truth would have freed us both of the guilt we suffered?" Greg asked her in a desperate tone.

"Because the truth is that us not being of the same parents does not make us any less brother and sister. I felt no less guilt about fucking you than I would were you born of the loins of my mother and fathered by the same seed as I. I knew as I can see you do now that you would feel betrayed if I told you after having kept the secret for so long. I am sorry, brother, but our lack of blood ties does not change our relationship."

"If the truth could be revealed and it was acceptable would you wish to marry Greg?" I asked hopeful that she would not want that life.

"No, I have made my choice concerning marriage. I knew that there was no real restriction on having a relationship with Gregory when I chose you, John. I can't deny I love Gregory, but I can't say that I would feel so strongly for him if he had not first held my heart as my brother. Had he just been another of the island boys I knew growing up, I do not know if I would feel anything at all for him. Besides, I know that no woman will ever make him truly happy and I couldn't be happy with him knowing he loved someone like Hector more than he loved me. The life Hector's wife has made does not appeal to me."

I was sad for her and no longer sure if our marriage would work out.

"Greg, what of you, now that you know that Alicia is not your blood relative, how do you feel about her as a mate?"

"She would be the perfect wife, but... Oh god, I would be a terrible husband. She is right about where my deepest love and passions would rest. I love her as I do not think I can ever love Elikie. Because of that love, I could not marry her. I know it would hurt her and even more I know she would not be comfortable finding her pleasures with others."

"What about Elikie? Aren't you being unfair toward her?"

"That is different."

"Oh then she knows that you prefer cock to cunt and that she would just be a body to grow heirs for you?"

"No, but she enjoys being with other women and has fucked many men. She is far more outgoing sexually and I know that she would happily seek pleasures with others. In time I might even be able to tell her the truth about me."

"Greg, I think the boss may be able to help you have at least a more happy life if not a perfect one. You could give up gardening and start working on the boat with Hector. You would travel a lot, but still have a wife on the island. In a way you could have both worlds. While away you would have Hector, while on the island you could be Elikie's dutiful husband."

"I don't know. I would have to talk to both of them."

"Of course. Now please leave Alicia and me alone."

I could see that he was reluctant to leave the room. I suppose he had reason to fear what I might do to her. I assured him that she would be safe and all I wanted was to talk to her privately.

"It is ok, brother. I am not afraid of John. Whatever he does, I know will be fair," Alicia assured him.

He grabbed his clothes and left the room.

"John, I regret all that has happened. I should not have let you commit to marrying me without telling you the truth. My feelings toward Gregory do not diminish my love for you in any way. But that does not change that you should have known all these things before making a decision regard our future together. If you want to cancel the marriage, I will take all the blame. I will make any admissions needed to guarantee that dishonor will not fall upon you."

"Alicia, though I was angered and shocked by the discovery of your liaisons with Greg and disappointed to learn that you're capable of withholding the truth, I am not ready to opt out of our commitment. But there are more questions I need you to answer before I can know for certain that you are still the woman I believed would be such a perfect wife."

"John, I will answer any questions you wish to ask. I promise that I will tell you the honest truth and in future will withhold nothing from you. I am humbled that you have not yet lost all desire to be with me. You should know that I still fully expect you to punish me for my wicked deceptions," She told me sincerely.

I believed that she actually wanted me to punish her physically. I wondered if she felt that the only way to atone for her actions and be absolved so that we could make a life together was to endure such punishment.

"Alicia, there is something that I do not understand. One of the reasons you gave for not wanting to marry Greg even if it was possible is his attraction to men. Why don't you have the same concern about being happy as my wife?"

"I never considered that your desires for sex outside our marriage would mean that I could not make you happy, John. Normal healthy sex with others, of either gender does not diminish the marriage bed in most island unions. It is Gregory's overwhelming preference physically and emotionally toward men that I think would make a marriage between us unhappy. I can no more expect fidelity from my husband than I can swear to offer it to him."

"But Alicia, you know that I would be away from you a lot. I have also told you that there will be times when I will chose being with another man over your embrace. How will you be any happier as my wife than you would be as Greg's wife?"

"I suppose that is something you would see as complicated. But it is simple to me. First, you make me feel things I do into think any other person could ever bring out. Also, when you fuck me it is so amazing that even having you as a part time husband would be far more fulfilling than having any other man I have known as a totally dedicated full time husband. But most importantly there is the issue of your feelings towards me being with others. There is no jealousy in you. Even through all that has happened today I never saw jealousy. Your reaction was to the nature of my liaison, not that I had fucked another man. As long as it was within the bounds of what you believe to be proper, I would not have any concern about having my physical needs eased by another when you were away. I know this would not be true of Gregory. I have seen jealousy in his eyes when we talked of me with others. That is why he did not want me to be a whore and why he hated you so at first."

"If, we marry and Greg stays full time on the island, would you still fuck him?"

"That depends on your wishes. If you forbade it or I just thought that it was still a taboo in your eyes, I would try not to give into my desires. It would be hard to fight the attraction if he was here all the time and you were not, John."

"It is actually odd how much my perception of you fucking him changed once I knew that he was not your real brother and that you knew that before you fucked him. However, I can not forgive him as he believed that he was fucking his sister. Even if that were not true, my customs say that a man does not fuck a friend's wife or girlfriend. Because I know that you still think of him as a brother, I could not live with the idea that you were continuing to fuck him. Making and keeping that promise would be essential to our marriage working."

"John, what you walked in on truly was to be the last time. He had decided to leave the island to save the chance of you and me marrying and being happy. But, I don't want him to leave. It will kill his soul to leave the island forever and devastate Elikie to be abandoned. She would never understand."

"What of the plan for him to work on the boat and just be a part time island resident?"

"If it gave him happiness that would be fine with me. But, John, I do not think that you will ever be fully happy with me now. You will always see me as a slut who fucked her brother, won't you?"

The question stunned me. I knew she was right about me never being able to completely move beyond her affair with Greg. As for thinking of her as a slut, in a way I think I wanted her to be one. That would make us even. I accepted that I was a slut and always would be. What I was no longer sure of was the validity of my reasons for agreeing to marry her in the first place. She would give me a wife to show the world and a family that I wanted with few of the complications. I cared for her a great deal, but wasn't sure after my recent romantic history if I even knew what real love was at that point. As for sex, fucking her was beyond description. Her innocence combined with her open wild and free sexuality, not mention her training in pleasing men made every sexual encounter with her stunningly pleasurable.

"Alicia, you're so amazing. Your spirit is giving and caring. Your lust and sexuality is more than any man could hope to have in a wife. But is it fair for me to take you and deprive you of the possibility of finding a man that would give you everything you deserve?"

"I thought that I gave up that possibility when I chose to become a whore. Whores must give up childish dreams for the comforts the job provides them and their families. Perhaps after my time fucking the boss's guests I might have gotten lucky and found a good man as my mother did. But their union has not been perfect as you now know. It is far more likely that I would end up with a man no one else wanted or could stand. My husband might take me because he wanted a personal whore who he felt no remorse in using to satisfy dark sexual desires. My mother warned me of all these things as I was prepared for my duties. You give me the only hope I have of making a good marriage that will bring me happiness."

"But I have been assured that being a whore for the boss's guests does not diminish a women in the eyes of the islanders," I protested.

"That is true. But those that whore miss out on the chance for romance and the best of the young men marry before they can entertain the idea of a mate. If a whore is lucky her sexual skills might attack a young man to her bed who then falls in love. That is the only way she has any chance of making a real and happy marriage."

"If I was to cancel the marriage would that mean that you would have to become a whore?"

"No one would make me, but I would likely choose to become a whore, yes."

"Why? Adam would give you anything I asked. You could still go to college and have a job that didn't require you to fuck his guests."

"I would not want anything I was not entitled to have. If I am not worthy of you, I should not benefit because you liked fucking me for a time."

I felt like she had left me in an impossible situation. I was doubtful that a marriage would ultimately contribute to our long term happiness. However, if I canceled the wedding she would be left even worse off than she was when I came into her life. Because of me she now saw that whoring was less respectable than she had believed. She would spend the next ten years or so fucking men she did not choose. After that she would be left the choice of remaining single for life or marrying whoever was available. It was obvious that old maids were held in far lower regard than whores on the island. I just could not doom her to the life she was seemingly so willing accept.

"Would you take my help, if I arranged for you to leave the island? You could go to college and then get a job. I know you would find a good man to marry along the way. God any man would be lucky to have you."

"Leave the island forever?" She asked with tears filling her eyes.

Clearly that was an even worse fate to her.

"Yes, there is a world of opportunity and great men who would make it their life's work to please you," I offered insistently.

"But they are not like you, are they? I would only be allowed to fuck one man for the rest of my life. What of my parents? They two were to benefit from my entertaining the boss's guests. I could not forsake them nor do I think I could stand not to see the island again."

My cause was lost. I could not forsake her any more than she could forsake her family. I lifted her off the floor and pulled her into my embrace. In another minute our lips came together.

After a few minutes of tongue play she pulled back and asked, "John is this going to be our goodbye fuck?"

I didn't want to think anymore and answering would have required thinking. So I simply picked her up and carried her to the bed. I quickly stripped off my clothes after lying her down. As I moved to crawl into bed with her she stopped me and moved to bring her lips to my still flaccid cock. Her fingertips caressed my balls as she took my soft cock into her mouth. My dick went from soft and lifeless to fully engorged and wild almost instantly. I tried to fight off the images that began to invade my brain as I watched her lovingly suck the full length of my rigid, twitching cock.