Bum's Rush Ch. 02

She only got one good orgasm before I filled her tummy with suicidal swimmers - but she said she was happy.

I kissed her deeply - after making sure she wasn't hiding anything under her tongue or in her cheeks - and we snuggled off to Snoozeville.

Day 101

It was raining. Our two favorite couples - and our little angel - walked us out to the lagoon to say our goodbyes.

Paul had offered to drop us off but I didn't know exactly what time we'd escape the airport when we returned - and I didn't want them to have to sit around and wait.

Also, we were scheduled to come back on a non-rain day and - despite the fact that the tribe's overall efficiency was at an all-time high - the chief would have given us crap about taking people away from productive work.

Megan had collected hugs from the girls while I said goodbye to my two best friends - and then picked up our little love-bug to get some kisses & snuggles from her.

As we dug out the dinghy, Miriam appeared and reminded my sister-wife of our promise.

Megan assured her that we'd be back in a couple days, and made her promise to spoil Petal while we were gone.

Miriam gave Meg kisses and a hug - before coming over to give me the same treatment.

That was the first time a female of the tribe had hugged me - so I knew she was worried.

I held her hands and, once again, gave her my pledge that we would be back soon.

She told me that I'd better - or she'd make Paul & Joshua organize a hunting party - and send them to come track us down.

I assured her that it wouldn't come to that.

Before she released my hands, she looked me in the eyes and then pulled me close. She whispered, "I know you will keep your promise. Your trip will bring revelations. Hold onto each other; she is your solid ground. You have been faithful to your friends. Your seeds will come to harvest. Continue to sow kindness and faithfulness. You are a light in the darkness."

She pressed her forehead to mine and looked into my eyes - then turned and headed back to camp - to her duties.

The boys dropped us off and headed to shore as we made ready to depart.

As we waved our goodbyes and started to take off, Petal yelled, "Bring me a surprise."

Megan and I each had our backpacks - with a change of clothing - and a sweatshirt we hadn't worn since we'd arrived at the island more than three months before.

As we waited, at the airport, I went online and ordered two of the foam camping mattresses that I had always dreamed of when I'd been a Scout.

I tried using the ship-buyer's business as the delivery address - but it couldn't give me an estimate on when they would arrive. I switched it to mom & dad's house and it said they should arrive the next day.

Once the seatbelt lights were off - and the line for the rear bathroom had dwindled, my sexy sibling gave me a lusty look, and grabbed my hand to pull me down the aisle to the restroom. The stewardesses ignored us as she pushed me into the tiny space.

As I had realized what we were leaving our seats to do, my cock had, immediately, started swelling. By this point, my dick was harder than it had ever been, in my life, and I struggled to get my pants & briefs pulled down.

Megan was, somehow, already completely naked.

She had me sit on the toilet seat - too far forward to use it for its normal purpose - and then she straddled me and guided my dick into her velvety embrace.

"Megan," I moaned.

"I love you, Mikey."

"You are so beautiful," I told her, staring into her eyes.

"Says any man with their cock buried inside their lover's cunt."

".. a naughty, forbidden cunt. My penis is stuffed, balls-deep, in my little sister's sweet, tight, vagina. I want to knock you up so badly."

"Do you worst, evil wizard, but be ready to take responsibility if you succeed."

"I love everything about you, my adorable sister-wife."

"Hush, husband, and give me your seed. Fuck me full of your children."

From that point on, our lips were too busy wrestling, to permit any more filthy, vulgar promises.

She had me completely primed, and I didn't last long. She didn't even cum until my seed-spitter started spewing into her dangerous depths.

My mouth moved from her face to her breasts, and I consumed her like a man dying of hunger.

She moaned, and I covered her mouth with my hand, to keep her from telling every passenger on the plane what we were up to.

Her body tensed, and her fluids gushed onto my lap and the tiny toilet - splattering the floor below.

When she had finished, we used the toilet paper and paper towels to clean ourselves - and the room - to try to get it back to its previous condition.

I think we mostly succeeded, but the stewardess closest to the room definitely noticed the aroma when we left. She spritzed it with a quick burst of canned air freshener, to try to neutralize the scent before it filled the entire plane.

We took a three-hour nap, and still woke up before we were told to prepare for landing.

As we walked up the ramp, I turned on my phone and we headed towards the Uber lane.

Megan called mom to tell her we'd be there soon and I looked through my messages.

We'd been gone long enough that I really wasn't getting too many emails anymore - and - other than the ones from Johnny - and mom - nobody was really texting me anymore either.

Johnny's messages said he had lots of news but couldn't send it over the phone - which had me a little worried; I called him.

"Dude! You have time to talk?" he asked, when he picked up.

"We're back in town for tonight and tomorrow - so - we can visit - if you're really that averse to using the phone."

"I just didn't want to email or text - wait! You're in the States?!"

"Yeah. Staying at mom & dad's tonight and tomorrow night - and then headed back to Panama."

"Lunch open tomorrow?"

"Sure. Where?"

"Lemme call my cousin and see what he says."

"Okay. Just let me know."

"Gotcha, bro. You're gonna shit!"

"Right. See you tomorrow."

"Megan too."

"Yup. Got it."

"Aight. See ya."

"See ya."

With traffic, it was over an hour before the Uber driver dropped us off at our parents' home.

Funny how I no longer considered this house to be mine.

I'd asked Megan if we wanted any fast food before arriving and she warned me that the grease would have us shitting ourselves on the return-flight - so I told my nose to be quiet as we drove through the aromatic minefield of McDoubles and Doritos Locos tacos.

Mom met us at the door, and immediately told Megan how much she adored her tan.

When my turn came, she squeezed my biceps and crowed about how manly I looked.

Megan got a hug from dad, and I got a handshake.

We dropped our bags in our rooms and headed to the dining room - since dinner was already on the table.

Mom had succeeded in compiling a menu that somehow consisted of our favorite foods for each course - alternating back and forth between the two of us.

The table had seating for eight but we all sat at one end.

Dad was in his usual spot - at the head - with mom to his right.

As much as I wanted to sit next to my cream-filled sibling, I sat next to mom, while Megan sat next to dad.

Over dinner, we told them everything that had happened that was safe to tell - leaving out the incest sex, the attempted kidnappings, the visits from the police, and Petal's arrival - anything that we thought would lead to our mother having PTSD.

Mom asked if we had any pictures and my mind went to the only photos I had taken on the island - the corpses of the ship's crew-members - looking like porcupines - full of our warrior's spears - including - if I remembered correctly - one that I had personally thrown.

I looked over at Megan, grinning at me, obviously with the same realization, and said, "No. Sorry."

"You've been down in Panama for more than three months and haven't taken any pictures?" she asked incredulously.

"Uh. Well. The natives think a photograph steals part of their soul - so the only thing we could take pictures of would be trees and stuff."

"Oh," she said, sadly, "I see. That makes sense."

After dinner, mom convinced us to play a couple rounds of Uno - while she tried to squeeze more info out of us.

We humored her for about a half-hour and then excused ourselves to shower and head to bed.

I have to admit that the steamy shower might, possibly, have been something that I had missed these last few months.

I looked like a cooked lobster, by the time I was in my room with a towel around my waist.

My doorknob twisted back and forth quietly and I unlocked the door to have Megan drag her things into my room - wearing only a single towel - that only covered the lower half of her body - to turn and lock the door behind her.

I stared at her beautiful firm titties, and then looked up at her evil eyes.

"They're going to find out. This is a bad idea," I whispered.

"There's no way I'm sleeping by myself and all of your cum came out when I showered - so I need a refill," she grinned.

"Oh, my god, sis," I moaned, "you're horrible."

".. and beautiful?"

"Exceptionally beautiful. The most beautiful woman on the planet. A vision. Smart. Sexy. Good with kids. Strong. Faithful. Kind. Helpful.."

".. what's my pussy like?" she taunted.

"You have the tightest pussy that any man would kill to fuck. Hell I've killed a couple people already for that exact reason."

"Mmm. My hunter. Tell me about my breasts."

I leaned down and sucked one - and then the other - into my mouth - before standing back up to face her.

"The breasts of life. I envy my future children for all of the sucking and nibbling they'll get to do on these glorious titties."

"My lips?"

"Your lips make me happy in every way," I said, as I brushed my thumbprint across the lower one, "When these lips touch mine, my whole body buzzes with electricity."

".. and when they suck on your cock?" she asked, grinning evilly.

".. my body goes into catatonic shock from the sensory overload."

"That'll do. You can fuck me now."

"Sis .."

"Husband .."

"You are an evil temptress - a succubus who has taken over the body of my sister .."

".. and it's time for my feeding. Get your ass on the bed."

She tugged on my towel and it dropped to the floor; hers preceded it by milliseconds.

Before she climbed onto me, she licked her fingers, and pinched & rolled her nipples, until they were rock-hard - then she groped her breasts and gave me a little undulating dance.

"Fuck, you're gorgeous. I'm the luckiest fucker on the planet."

"I'm pretty damned lucky, myself, I think," she said as she climbed aboard and plugged my power-plug into her electricity-filled outlet.

I had only ever had sex once in this bed - with a cheer-squad wanna-be. The next day, she had ruined her high school career by admitting that she'd given her virginity to one of the nerds.

She wasn't my first - and I'd tried to be good to her - but we'd been so afraid of my folks coming home early from work, that we'd both cum before we were really satisfied.

I'd asked her out again, later, but she was nearly despondent about how the squad treated her - so she turned into a jock-slut, and we'd never seen each other again.

This time, I was fucking my sister - with my parents lying on their bed, reading, in the next room.

I was so worried about banging the headboard into the wall that I turned us crossways on the bed.

The damned frame was squeaking so much that I swore the neighbors would be standing on the front lawn with their flashlights, by the time we finished.

I was fully recovered from our Mile-High Club initiation - but trying to nut in your sibling - while being as quiet as a church-mouse - is frustratingly hard.

I finally picked her up, carried her into the shower, leaned her against the tiled wall, and fucked her like a horny dog - while my slobbery nut-sack slapped against her clit.

I alternated using one hand to hold her hip while groping her breast with the other - and then switched hands.

She, eventually, leaned forward and grabbed her ankles, and I focused on my feral fucking.

She moaned as my danger-noodle flooded her clinching cunt with the grandchildren of the people in the next room.

Her body tensed, and I reached between her legs to rub her clit vigorously.

She gasped and passed out for a second. I ended up holding her up until she snapped out of it.

"Fuck, Mikey. You're evil."

"I love you too, sis," I laughed.

We climbed back into my bed, still naked. My supermodel-hot sister slid my semen-slicked schlong back into her slippery slot - and kissed me - as I pulled every blanket within reach on top of us.

Day 102

The next morning, Megan and I cautiously opened my door to smell breakfast cooking.

We glanced across at the entrance to her room and immediately realized that we'd left her door ajar last night - either that, or mom had opened it.

We expected accusing looks - as we ate our food - but couldn't perceive any judgement in our parents' eyes during our conversation.

"We're meeting up with Johnny for lunch," I announced. "We'll take off as soon as he sends me the address."

"You want to use the car?" dad asked.

"Nah. Uber's just as easy. We haven't really used much of that money we got from the company while we've been in Panama."

"Whatever happened with that branch office?" mom asked.

"They decided against it," I replied.

"What will they have you do next?" she inquired.

"I, uh.." I looked at Meg.

"We're not sure yet," she said.

"Honestly, mom," I jumped in, "Megan and I love it down there and we've thought about quitting to just stay there."

"What about your jobs?"

"Mom, you and dad worked your whole lives to get this house and relax," Megan replied, "Mikey and I are living in paradise - with an indigenous tribe where we contribute and share in their trials and successes. It is so fulfilling on so many levels. I lie down at night and pinch myself because I'm living a dream. It's incredible."

Mom looked back and forth between us.

"Where do you sleep?" she asked.

"Mike and the other guys built us a hut. We're part of the village. It's about ten-feet square. The only furniture we have is a little shelf for our stuff - and the mattress. Mattresses. Life there is so simple but so rewarding."

"You share a hut?"

"With a thatched roof & grass walls," I said. "We work hard every day - alongside people that work just as hard. I've never slept so soundly in my life."

We should move down there, ma," dad said.

Megan laughed, "We sleep on palm leaves and that burlap stuff from the tree trunks - on a floor of bamboo poles."

"It so hot we don't even use a light sheet to cover up. I froze to death last night in my bed. I'm still freezing," I said.

"I was going to ask you why you were still wearing your sweatshirt," mom said.

My phone chirped with a text from Johnny, giving me the address.

I Google'd the location. We'd barely have time to get there before lunch.

I pulled up my Uber app and entered the info - getting our driver's ETA.

"We've got about five minute before our Uber gets here," I said.

"What's Johnny need to see you guys for?" dad asked.

"No clue," I replied, "but he said he's not with the company anymore. He seemed a little agitated."

"Tell him he's welcome to crash here, if he needs a place," mom offered.

"Okay. I will - but I think his cousin is helping him out."

Five minutes later, we were getting hugs from mom and jogging to the car.

"You think she figured it out," Megan asked as we shuttled along to our destination.

"If she didn't, she's losing her investigative powers," I laughed.

"Why didn't she say anything?"

"Doesn't want to call us out on it? Not sure."

I reached down and wrapped my fingers around her left leg. She curled around my arm and laid her head on my shoulder.

"I love you, Mikey."

"I love you, too, Meg."

The Uber driver woke us from our short nap as we pulled up to the restaurant.

I tipped him half of the amount of the fare.

His eyes lit up when he got the notification, "Thanks, dude!"

"Not sure how long we're here for but we'll need a ride home when we're done," I said.

He asked for my number. I gave it to him and he texted me, "Holler when you're ready," before pulling away.

The restaurant was a step above the places Johnny and I normally frequented.

The maître d' led the way back to a private booth with a large table.

Johnny was sitting there, with his sister - whose name I couldn't remember - and two other people I didn't know - but who looked like family.

Johnny announced the two of us to those who were seated - and then introduced them as "Cousin Lou", "Cousin Anthony", and "my sister Niña" - the name I should have remembered.

I looked at Niña and said, "You've turned into quite the little man-killer."

She smiled and said, "Thanks, Mikey. You and your sister are looking pretty dangerous yourselves."

Megan slid in next to Niña, and I slid in beside my sister.

Johnny cleared his throat and started catching us up.

"A few weeks after Ridley fucked you two over, he stopped at my desk and told me to find another job. I told him to go fuck himself."

"Damn right," I said.

"Two days later, HR called me in to say that nobody could find the paperwork from my last annual review."

"Oh, fuck," I groaned.

"They told me Ridley would be redoing my evaluation."

"He's not even in our chain of command," I complained.

"Obviously, it did not go well and I was fired. No severance. Nothing."

"That prick," Meg fumed.

"One of his high school buddies had my job within 24 hours."

"What did the guys do?" I asked.

"They started printing off their résumés as fast as they could. Matthew was the last to bail - he finally got a job last week."

I nodded, "He wanted to retire from there."

"You remember mom's cousin, Vincent, that I talked about all the time?"

"The one with .. uh .. family connections," I said.

"Yeah. Him."

"Yeah."

"Mom must have talked to him. He started calling some of the cousins and .. well .. the team you see here was created."

I looked back over the group.

"Anthony is a lawyer with some of the same connections Vincent has."

"I see," I said, nodding.

"Lou is in investments and retirement planning."

"Nice."

".. and Niña's doing real estate."

"Congrats," I told her.

"Thanks," she said, smiling brightly.

"Four days ago," Johnny continued, "we reached a settlement with the company."

"On the lawsuit?"

"Class-action - me, you, Megan, and four others that were forcibly removed in the last year. I got the guys to send me the names & info before they left the company."

"Okay," I said.

"The company has deposited seven million dollars - plus legal fees - into an account that Lou is managing. There's one million, each, for the seven plaintiffs."

I nodded.

"Vincent helped track down the other four people - and we're in the process of transferring their settlements to accounts in their names."

"Gotcha."

"So, now we have a question for you," he said.

"Shoot."

"How soon do you plan to come back to the States full time?"

I looked at Megan and we both said, "Not for a while."

"Months?" he asked.

"Probably at least a few years," I clarified.

Johnny turned to his sister and nodded.

She gave us the pitch: "So, I found an abandoned factory in a TIF district where the municipality is looking for some creative ways to increase their revenues. This thing covers a whole block, and it's four stories tall. I think this place has a ton of potential - and - it's sitting right at the edge of a business district that's dreadfully low on available housing. My plan is to bribe a few of the cousins to renovate this thing and turn the whole fucking block into classy apartments & condos. We'll keep the factory / warehouse ambiance and go with a chic industrial design for each unit. When they abandoned the place, they left a bunch of gears and shit lying around. We'll clean that up and use those pieces as part of the décor. I'm telling you, people eat this stuff up. The city's giving us five years' worth of tax incentives - and has already talked one of the local banks into guaranteeing us a low-rate loan for the renovations. If you and Megan are agreeable, we'll use you guys' - and Johnny's - money to buy the property and pay for the cleanup. The cousins will trade their labor for condos - which will only cost us a little revenue when we're done. We should have at least 120 units by the time we're finished. Twenty of those will go to family who contributed the labor - that leaves us with 100 units to sell or rent. The top floor will hold 12 penthouse condos with 5,000 square feet each. The six of us will each get one of those as our payback for our investment in the project. The monthly income - from the rentals - should cover everything. We will never have to pay rent or property taxes - it will be pulled from the corporation's revenue - and show up as dividends on your investment."