11 comments/ 246388 views/ 55 favorites A Fight By: jthserra   A Fight Andy sat on his bed waiting for Valerie's inevitable outburst. Their parents had dropped her off on their way out and she was about to climb the long staircase and enter her room, the room that Andy has just trashed. "Face it, she deserved it," Andy told himself recalling his hour long search for the CDs she had once again stolen from him. He had put up with her cavalier attitude about his possessions for many years and now that they were both off to different colleges, it was time she learned to appreciate his stuff. Hell, he hadn't been home from school two days before several of his CDs were missing, and now, just today he discovered that three more were gone. So during his search of her room, he simply dumped the contents of every drawer and closet onto the floor. He not only recovered his CD, but several of his shirts. Though tall and athletic, his sister was certainly not big enough for his shirts to fit her so Andy was baffled as to why she had them. According to his friends, Valerie was "majorly" hot, so the thought of her wearing oversize clothes didn't seem to fit. At night she typically wore either flannel pajamas or a flannel nightgown, so she didn't need a large shirt to wear. Perhaps one of her boyfriends... "Andy! Andy! What the fuck did you do to my room?" came the scream down the hall. Hearing her tromping down the hall, Andy quickly stood up and took a step toward his door. She blasted into the room and in a complete blur simply began swinging her hands at him in a chaotic whirl of slaps and punches. Fighting off the blows he shouted back at her, "Well maybe now you'll leave my stuff alone. Hell, I even found a couple of my shirts in there, what the hell is that about?" The question seemed to enrage her more and she increased her efforts, trying her damnedest to simply beat him silly. Her awkward roundabout punches weren't well suited to the scant top she was wearing and several times Andy found himself confronted with his sister's breasts as they flounced around, in and out of her clothes. In protecting himself from her, he had inadvertently caught a handful of her breast and once had one slap against his face. Oddly fascinated by her udder, ah utter abandon, he realized he was enjoying the tussle much more than he should. It finally reached a head when, distracted as both her breasts flopped out, he was unable to deflect her solid punch to his right eye and suddenly pain and light shocked through him. Pissed now, he grabbed her by the wrists and swung her around, easily tossing her onto his bed. Not wanting her to have another swing at him, he immediately dove upon her, pinning both her arms down to the bed, and then leaning his weight on her, to stop her from flailing her legs. Finally gaining control of himself as the pain in his eye subsided a bit, he wiggled his hips so in addition to her hands, he had her pinned just below her waist. She struggled some, turning her head back and forth while she moved her hips back and forth trying to break free. Andy's hold was too firm and she slowly calmed some. Catching his breath, Andy quickly realized what had happened here. Looking down, both of her breasts were exposed again, her nipples hard, either from the cold, or perhaps... either way, the dark nubs seemed to beg for attention. He had never really paid attention to his sister before, but damn, her breasts were nice, certainly full and firm. Valerie moved a bit under him and not wanting her to slip away, he pressed his weight harder upon her, immediately discovering he had an erection and it was pressed hard between her legs. He felt a warm pleasure roll up the length of him as he pressed his hips down upon her. He pushed again, not in anger this time, but a bit gentler as he moved to the side a bit, following the tight cleft imprinted in her shorts, now pulled tight against her. Her struggling had stopped and she seemed to just wiggle a bit under him, as if positioning herself under him. Andy lowered his face down to her breasts and let her nipples slide over it as he turned his head from side to side. Continuing his thrusts, he moved his mouth to a nipple and sucked it in, hearing her gasp. Valerie moved in unison with him now, pressing up against him as he dry humped her. She moaned with each thrust and he could feel her begin to tremble as he moved upon her. Suddenly she lifted her hips, pressing her crotch hard against his erection and cried out, "Oh god, yes." Andy stopped thrusting and simply leaned on her, feeling her quiver beneath him, his cock absorbing every shudder in her body. Valerie suddenly pulled her hands free and reached down, grabbing the elastic band of his shorts and slipping it over his cock, tucking it beneath his balls. "Roll over on your back," she whispered frantically, moving out from under him. He moved over beside her and watched in amazement as she leapt upon him, gripped his shaft with both hands and then sucked the head between her full lips. Amazed at the suction she applied to his engorged cock, he immediately felt himself being sucked to the edge. Intense waves of pleasure coursed down his cock and tingled in his balls, as he raised his hips off the bed, pushing his cock up to her mouth. Savoring the sensations, he listened to her wet slurping and grunting at she worked her mouth over the sensitive head. "Val, oh Val it's so good," he moaned as he felt a rush up the length of him and began pumping his load into her mouth. He went limp as she held him tight in her mouth, gently slurping each drop of cum as it oozed from him. Looking down at her, their eyes met, and with his cock still in her mouth, she smiled at him. Then she slowly lifted her head and let his, now soft, cock tumble from her mouth. Taking a deep breath Andy searched for something to say when he suddenly heard a car door close. Valerie leapt up, pulled her top down to cover her breasts and headed toward the hallway, as Andy slipped his cock back into his shorts. She paused at his door and whispered seductively, "Maybe later I'll tell you about your shirts." Andy watched her spin around and head toward her room. He noticed, for the first time, just how sexy her tight ass was, imagining what it would be like to hold it in his hands. "We're home," his mom shouted from the foot of the stairs, "I hope you've been getting along okay." Andy heard Valerie reply, "Yeah, we're getting along fine mom." Andy had to agree. A Fight Ch. 02   A Fight Ch. 02 The guilt nagged at Andy, tearing him away from his music, his reading, even his video games. It was nuts, he couldn't concentrate on anything but the guilt. What confused him was that he felt no guilt about what happened between Valerie and him, hell that was the problem. He felt guilty that he felt absolutely no guilt over the incredible sexual experience he shared with his sister. His sister! Andy just didn't understand it, he should be ashamed of what happened, but now whenever he thought about it, he got a raging erection. Understanding that what happened with Valerie wouldn't happen again, couldn't happen again, he was glad one or both of his parents had stayed around the house over the past few days. With his parents home, he was able to fight the urge to try something more with Valerie, it saved him the embarrassment of showing her how much he wanted her again. Sure that his sister was racked with guilt about the whole thing, he barely even looked at her… no he had looked, he just didn't let her see him look. Damn, he had looked as she paraded around in just a tee shirt and the tiny shorts, hell, when his dad was at work, Valerie didn't even bother with the shorts, wearing just the shirt and panties. Andy was going nuts and when he did escape into the bathroom, he wasn't in there but a few seconds before either Valerie or his mom was banging on the door looking for him. Fuck, he couldn't even jack off in peace. Shit, what he wouldn't give for a pair of Valerie's panties and ten minutes... five, no two minutes alone somewhere, anywhere. A complete glutton for punishment, Andy finally found himself standing at his sister's door, gently knocking. His mom was busy downstairs, so he knew nothing was going to happen, but he had to know, he had to know what she did with his shirts. He knocked a little louder, hearing her music blaring. "Yeah, what do you want?" "Ah, Valerie, it's me," he said, his head leaning against the door. "Oh okay," she answered, opening the door almost immediately. The door slowly opened and he saw her, wearing just a tee shirt and a thong. Gritting his teeth he focused his gaze on her brown eyes and said, "Hey, I wanted to talk with you, ask you about something." "Oh sure, come on in," she said, turning and jumping up onto her bed, seemingly unaware of the way her breasts flounced as she moved. She sat up, crossing her legs Indian style, letting her shirt hike up exposing the thin fabric of the panties to Andy. Leaving the door open, he moved over to a chair and sat down, trying to keep his eyes from locking in on the way her panties pulled tight to her pussy, the satiny fabric perfectly conforming to the shape of her lips underneath. A darkened spot on the panties looked so deliciously wet… he shook his head and then looked to her face. Her inviting smile thoroughly confused him, making him wonder if she, if... "I wanted to talk to you about the other day," he whispered. "The other day?" "You know," he said, nodding his head toward her open legs. "Oh that, what about it?" "Well, I felt bad about it." "You did?" she said, sweetly... too sweetly. "Well not really bad, but I don't know. I wanted to..." "You wanted to what?" "Ask you." "Ask me what?" "About my shirts." "What about your shirts?" she asked slyly. "You took them... why did you take them? What do you do with them?" "Oh that... it's nothing much. I use them to play with myself." "You... you... oh, you?" "You want me to tell you about it don't you?' "No... I was just wondering." "You don't want me to tell?" "No, yes... ah yes, I mean I was just wondering." "Well, I guess there's nothing wrong with talking, I mean we aren't doing anything wrong just talking are we?" "No, just talking," Andy answered, "besides, mom's home." "Okay, I hope I don't get too embarrassed telling my big brother about this. I mean it is kind of personal," she teased. Smiling , she continued," I got your shirts out of the hamper, after you'd worn them." "A dirty shirt?" "Not dirty, just not washed yet. You see, I can smell you, your cologne and, well, you. I just get so turned on by smell and your cologne, your sweat… well, I like it. Anyway, I get your shirt and pull it, so it covers my face. I breathe your fragrance while I slowly take off my panties and shirt." She paused, her eyes focused on Andy's forehead, where he felt a bead of sweat gently trickle down onto his nose. Wiping it with his arm, he urged her, "Go on." "I'd pull your shirt over me, and well, my nipples were hard by then," she said, moving her hands up to her breasts and moving them quickly over her nipples until they hardened more than they had already been. "Like this she said," cupping her breasts and squeezing them together for him. "With one hand, I'd rub my nipples while I slip my other hand down the shirt until I reach my pussy. By then I was so wet it's practically running down my thighs. I'd dip my fingers in and move them around, getting them covered in my wetness. "By the way, I don't know if you noticed, but I get very wet, I mean look at me now just talking about it," she said, moving her hand down between her legs and pointing to the, much larger, wet spot. "Once my fingers are very wet, well I'd move to my clit and think of you touching me. Surprised?" Andy straightened up in the chair, trying to hide the complete feeling of rapture that rolled over him. Fuck he was so turned on, he felt his cock throbbing against his jeans. Valerie then jumped up from the bed, walked over to her dresser and opened the top drawer. Reaching toward the back, under her bras and panties, she pulled out a flesh colored dildo. Letting her hand gently stroke up and down on the toy, she continued her story, "Sometimes I'd want to feel you inside me so badly that I'd slowly push this in, but instead of moving it, I'd just leave it in so I can feel you fill me, as I diddled my clit. "I normally came three or four times like this. Then I'd pull the ends of your shirt up between my legs and go to sleep." "Valerie, can you come here a minute," Andy heard his mother call. "Sure mom," she said, sliding the dildo back into her drawer and quickly moving through the door and down the stairs. Andy swallowed hard, gingerly stood up, adjusted his aching cock and limped back to his room. He breathed short shallow breaths as he moved, his hands trembling. Looking into the mirror he saw dark circles of sweat under his arms. He grabbed some cologne, splashed a bit on his hands and drew them over the damp cloth. Staring in the mirror, he reached his hand down to his jeans and unfastened them. Oblivious to his surroundings, he eased his cock out of his pants, hooking his jockey shorts under his balls. Grabbing his shaft, he slowly slid the skin forward, watching the precum bead up in his tiny hole. He dipped his index finger in the clear liquid and brought it up to his mouth, touching his fingertip to his tongue. "Tasty, isn't it?" Andy started, swirling around to face his sister. "What... where is mom?" Closing the door behind her, she answered, "She went out to do some shopping, should be gone about an hour. Now tell me, what were you about to do?" "Well, I was about to..." "Don't let me stop you," she replied, nodding her head at his hard cock. "I ah..." Moving closer to him she reached her hand out and touched his shirt, pressing her hand to his chest. "No, I have a better idea. I never did finish my story," she said, grabbing his shirt and pulling it over his head. Holding his to her face, she reached with her free hand and slipped out of her panties. Andy stood motionless, watching her every move, fixing his gaze at the furry patch of hair and inviting slit she exposed to him as she moved back to his bed. Looking closely as she leaned back, he noticed the faintest hint of the pink inner lips peeking from her slit. Valerie pulled her tee shirt over her head as Andy stepped out of his pants and jockey and moved toward her. Now wearing his shirt, Valerie ran her hands over her nipples, both of them circling as she turned her head to sniff the damp fabric, wet from his sweat and the cologne he had smeared on. Andy stood a couple of feet from her, watching as her hand then slipped down between her widespread legs. Her middle finger so gently pushed into her glistening opening and then ran up the length of her slit, as her inner lips bloomed out, opening into a beautiful pink blossom. Valerie inserted three fingers into her wet opening, pulling them dripping from her and moving up to her clit. Beginning to move her fingers over her clit in slow circling motions she gasped, "I want to feel you… I want you inside me… now." Andy moved forward to her and felt her fingers take his throbbing rod and pull it to her. He closed his eyes as the wet warmth enveloped him and he pushed inside her, savoring the incredible softness of her. Pushing himself into her to the hilt, he began to withdraw when her legs clamped around behind him, tight to his ass. "No, don't move. I just want to feel you fill me while I make myself come. Just like when I'm alone." Gritting his teeth, Andy stood motionless, fighting the incredible urge to tear her apart with his thrusts. Resting his hands on his hips, he leaned back, keeping his cock pushed deep inside her. He could now stand and watch as her fingers moved to her clit. Increasing the tempo, she circled her clit furiously as she breathed hard, moaning. She opened her eyes and stared at Andy with a look that was so fierce, so intense, he thought he would come just by the way she looked at him. Although he kept still, she moved as she got closer and closer to coming, just enough so Andy hung on the edge. He winced, knowing that with just two or three massive thrusts he'd fill her with his jism. He endured, fighting the animal urge to fuck his sister senseless, letting her feel him motionless inside her as she toyed with her clit. "Oh Andy, yes, yes..." she groaned as she came. Feeling her surge over him, Andy gasped as the walls of her cunt twitched, squeezing him in climatic contractions, again and again. He felt her body relax as she took a deep breath. Figuring she was done now, he leaned forward and was about to begin pumping his hips when she said, "No, stay still." "What?" "Stay still," she said breathlessly. Andy remained motionless when suddenly he felt her squeeze him. Initially thinking it was a final twitch from her orgasm, when he felt it again, he realized she was flexing over him, from the inside. He then felt her hands run up his chest and move over his nipples, as an electric sensation ran down him and his cock involuntarily twitched. "Oh good, your nipples... sensitive?" Andy nodded his head as her light pinching jolted him to his balls. Still fighting the urge to move his cock inside her, he felt her squeeze again, an almost ripple of her over the length of him. He closed his eyes as she squeezed again and again, twice… her fingers on his nipples, again she squeezed. He felt her strength amid the incredible wet softness, as she pulsed over him, each gentle squeeze drawing him, ever so slowly closer and closer. Fingers and squeeze, fingers and squeeze, he felt her as she became everything, light, darkness, touch, softness, strength, wet, wet, electricity as he felt her, felt her, fuck, fuck... He arched his back and came, his throbbing cock spurting splash after splash of his white, hot cum into her incredible pussy. Her hands moved to his ass, where she firmly squeezed him, pulling him hard against her as his cock continued to fill her. "Val... er... ie," he moaned, falling forward. Staring into her eyes, he kissed her like he had never kissed a woman before, giving all of himself in the kiss, his tongue diving into her mouth, his lips sliding wet over hers. Air hissed into his mouth as he held it tight to hers, his breath long and deep. Finally, her hands came to his chest and she pushed him off of her as she gasped for air. Andy rolled onto his back, immediately feeling the cool air rush over his wet cock. He closed his eyes, moving his hand under his sister's head, gently caressing her hair. They remained side by side for a long while, until finally Andy felt her hot breath on his flaccid cock as she kissed him. Feeling her pull it from where it stuck to his thigh in their dried juices, he felt her mouth close over him. "Val, mom will be back any minute now," he whispered as he felt his cock begin to twitch to life again in her mouth. Looking down at her, he watched as she let him slip out of her mouth. Noticing it growing, she smiled and then bent down and kissed his cock again. "I guess I better go clean up my room, I wouldn't want mom to get mad at me." Andy watched as she picked up her tee shirt and thong and walked out of the room. Her muscular ass moved so fluidly as she walked he felt his cock twitch once again. Hearing the front door open, he jumped up, closed his door, turned on some music and quickly dressed. Sitting back on his bed, he felt his cock continue to stiffen as he thought of his sister.   A Fight Ch. 03   A Fight Ch. 03 Once again Andy was distracted, regardless of what he did, he couldn't help but let his mind slip to his sister Valerie. They both carried on normal conversations throughout the day, acting as if nothing happened when their parents were around, and with the holidays, one or both of their parents seemed to hover over them. There was only a few days left before they'd have to head back to school and it looked like their parents would be home every minute of that time. They even planned to stay in on New Year's Eve, turning down several party invitations. Andy and Valerie were only able to talk privately by bundling up and slipping out to the old swing set. Each perched on a swing, they were able to talk without any worry of being overheard, and if a parent or two came looking for them, they had plenty of warning of their approach. "It's driving me nuts Val, I mean I've had nearly a constant hard-on since our last time together." "Oh come on, it's not that bad is it?" "It's pretty bad... last night at the dinner table." "You mean..." "Yeah, I wasn't interested in dad's work story; I just had to wait until I got soft again. I don't understand it, I've been with others, but it was nothing like with you." "It was incredible… I've been thinking about it and you know what it is?" "What?" he asked. "Guilt, we talked about it in my psyche class last semester, guilt is one of the most powerful emotions, one of the moat powerful sexual stimulants." "It's so good because we feel guilty?" "Well, because it's taboo, it's so bad that just the thrill of it intensifies everything. I know it's done something to me." "Well, like last time, without me even moving, you made me come." "I'm getting wet just thinking about that. You don't know how much that turned me on; being able to do that by just squeezing." "What are we gonna do now? I mean, with mom and dad home 24/7 how can we do anything?" "Look, so we don't go nuts why don't we fix each other a late Christmas present." "Like what?" "Well, remember how you said you wanted a pair of my panties to jack off to?" "Yeah." "I'll fix you a pair. I'll make myself come and get the panties soaking wet and then let you have them. You take one of your shirts, put on some cologne, and then make yourself come on the shirt." "That will work for now, but what about later, when we go off to school." "Look Andy, we know we can't go very far with this… I mean we go to different schools and while the sex is fantastic, we will need to get on with our lives." "It's just..." "Yes, I would like to do it again, but we have to be sure to keep it just sex, I mean it can't be anything more." "I know, but damn it was good." "That it was." "Tell me, should I have used a condom?" "Little late to be thinking of that now." "Yeah." "But, no, I'm on the pill, as long as you don't have any disease, we're fine." "Good, I figured you had something worked out." "Andy, you better think about it with the other girls." "I normally do, I just didn't expect..." "Yeah, it was kind of a surprise, especially that first time," she said with a wry smile. "For now, get me those panties and I'll try to figure something out." They both headed back into the house and straight up to their rooms. Pulling off his coat, Andy immediately pictured what Valerie was doing, remembering how she caressed her clit while he kept his cock buried deep inside her. Quickly pulling off his shoes and pants, he sat on the bed, his cock hard once again. He took off his shirt and moved it down his chest, letting the fabric slide over his sensitive nipples. Picturing the damp spot in Valerie's panties, he began stroking his shaft, as he held his shirt, ready to catch his cum. Gritting his teeth, just about to blow his wad, he suddenly had an inspiration, and even as he watched his cock spurt his sticky white cum onto his shirt for Valerie, he began planning their next meeting. New Year's Eve... it was the perfect time. Dabbing the last of the cum from the tip of his cock, he made a mental list of things to do. First on the list was to quickly tell Valerie of the plan. Tossing his shirt onto the bed, he quickly dressed again and ran over to his sister's room. Knocking excitedly, he was surprised when she opened the door and peeked just her head around. "In a hurry are we? I barely had time..." she started. "Shhh... I figured it out." "What?" "New Year's Eve." "What about New Year's Eve?" "Look, mom and dad are staying in, but we don't have to. We tell them we are off to one of the parties, one of our friends must be having a party. Anyway, we head off to one of the parties, but..." Andy smiled smugly. "But what?" ‘We hit the local Motel 6-1/2." "Motel 6-1/2?" "You won't begrudge me that last half inch would you?" "No, not after our last time." "It's so simple, we head to the party, but check into a motel instead. And then we have as much time as we want, as long as we get home before the carriage turns back into a pumpkin." "Curfew?" "Not for me, but you're not even twenty yet, they'll expect you back, but I bet it's not until one or two." "Okay, clear it with mom and dad and we've found a wonderful way to bring in the New Year," Valerie whispered. Dangling her panties from one finger she continued, "And in the meantime." "Oh, I forgot your shirt," he said, quickly ducking back into his room and then returning for the trade. Grabbing her panties, he held them to his nose and sniffed, closing his eyes as he breathed in the tart fragrance. Shaking his head, as if to clear it, he then said, "I'll go talk to mom and dad, after I put this away." At dinner the family discussed Andy and Valerie's plans for New Year's Eve. Andy found a friend who had a party scheduled and got himself and Valerie invited. Briefly describing his friend and the location of the party, Andy had no trouble talking his parents into agreeing with the plans. He even convinced them to let Valerie stay out until 2 am. Finishing dinner quickly, Andy rushed up to his room and grabbed Valerie's panties, hidden safely in his backpack. Quickly undressing, he sat down on the bed and pulled her panties over his head, so that every breath he took he could smell her. Sticking out his tongue, he touched it to the still damp fabric and absorbed her tangy flavor. Immediately figuring out what he wanted to do to Valerie next, he sucked on the panties, savoring her taste. He reached down to his erection when he heard a strange noise. Pausing a moment he realized that with his music off and with her music off, he could hear Valerie in her room. He recognized her moan and knew right away he was listening to her as she masturbated, undoubtedly making good use of his cum stained shirt. Suddenly overwhelmed with the sound, smell and taste of his sister, Andy began stroking his hard cock, covering himself in his sticky cum in just moments. After a few minutes, he heard the music begin to play in Valerie's room so Andy got dressed again and hid the panties back in his backpack. He then made a pact with himself to abstain from jacking off the next day, so when Friday night rolled around he'd be primed for action. The next couple of days absolutely dragged for Andy, but finally, after enduring one agonizing erection after another, he found himself pulling his zipper past his throbbing organ one last time as he got ready to head out with Valerie. Tucking his shirt into his khakis, he headed out of his room and spotted his sister. She was drop dead gorgeous in a snug, very short skirt, with a white blouse, stylishly unbuttoned to just above a slightly exposed, white lace bra. By the time both climbed into Andy's two-seater, he had to squeeze his hands tightly to the steering wheel to keep from trembling. With a quick move of the hand and a scoot on the seat, he adjusted his erection and started the car. About to back down the drive, he spotted his mom rushing out to the car. Valerie rolled down the window for her mom to stick her head into the car and say, "Look, be careful out there, there's gonna be a lot of drinkers on the roads." "I'll be careful mom," Andy replied, "I'm a designated driver." They watched as their mother backed up, waved briefly and then headed back to the house. Revving the engine, Andy quickly backed into the street, and then shifted to first gear and darted forward. Still early in the evening, the traffic wasn't bad and they made it to the motel in about ten minutes. Pulling the emergency brake, Andy gingerly climbed out of the car and trying to hide his erection, he limped into the motel office. After a few moments he walked out and climbed into the car with a big smile on his face. "What?" Valerie asked. "They saw me fill out the names, thought we were newlyweds." "You gave them our names?" "Relax, I used my school address and we aren't famous or anything. Besides, they gave us the Honeymoon Suite." "Oh joy, the Honeymoon Suite." "No just any Honeymoon Suite, but the Honeymoon Suite at the Motel 6-1/2." Valerie reached over and gently grabbed his hard cock, "Hmmm, maybe we should have gone to the Motel 7-1/2." "We can measure when we get inside," Andy replied, pulling into a parking space. He limped up to the door, inserted the key and opened the door, flipping on the lights as he stepped inside. Realizing he was alone, he peeked back out the door and saw Valerie standing at the edge of the sidewalk. "Well, you coming in?" "If this is a honeymoon, someone's carrying me over the threshold." Shaking his head and smiling, Andy stepped outside, slid an arm near her shoulders and another down under her ass and lifted her up. Easing through the door, he moaned, "Oh, my aching back," gently dropping her back on her feet. The door slowly closed as Andy quickly unbuttoned Valerie's blouse and unhooked her bra, letting his hands cup her small, but nicely rounded breasts. Moving his face down, he turned it back and forth, letting her nipples slide over his cheeks and nose, as Valerie worked on his belt and pants. They furiously undressed each other, nearly popping a button or two in the rush and when finally naked, they came together in a hard embrace and kissed. Their tongues mingled as they explored each other's mouth, teasing and biting, as their hot, moist breath hissed from their noses. Suddenly Andy grabbed her upper arms and pushed her back, holding her at arm's length. "What?" "I just want to look at you a moment," he said, releasing her arms and stepping back a couple of steps. Valerie's first reaction was to use her arms to cover her breasts as her hands moved to the dark patch of hair at her crotch. "No, no, let me see you, all of you." Blushing some, she moved her arms back to her sides as she whispered, "If I can see you." "Here I am Val," he said, dropping his hands down to his sides as he gazed at his beautiful sister. Her dark hair, curled down onto her shoulders, accented against her light skin. Lower, her breasts stood firm, the dark nipples pointed enticingly upward. Noticing the muscle in her upper arm, Andy let his eyes drift down a nearly flawless curve moving inward down her stomach, and then outward over her hip. Focusing on the dark patch of hair he let his eyes drop, following the hint of a slit as it disappeared back between her legs. Remembering how her legs held him so firmly the last time they were together, he admired her muscular thighs, not heavy, but certainly firm looking, tapering down to a knobby knee. Ah, a single flaw in this perfect body, knobby knees. Looking back up at Valerie's face, Andy realized she was looking as intently at him as he had looked at her. Looking down his own body, he felt a bit uncomfortable. Though he was in shape, the first hint of a paunch sagged a bit from his stomach and his painfully average cock seemed so, well… average. He stared as it slowly twitched on every heartbeat. "I think every bit of 7-1/2 inches," she said, seeing him looking down at his erection. "You exaggerate." "No you forget I had that thing in me… deep in me. Whatever the size, it was a perfect fit. I think that's all that's important." Andy reached out a hand to her and when she grasped it, he led her over to the bed. Kissing her so gently on the lips, he helped her lay back and then moved, kneeling before her. Gently touching her knobby knees, he carefully opened her legs, watching intently as the lips pulled apart, opening slightly. Moving his head in slowly, he took a deep breath, savoring her musky scent before moving his lips to hers. Turing his head so his lips ran parallel with her slit, he used his lips to press into her and then opening his mouth, opening her as he did. He then ran his tongue down the length of her slit, finding her wet cunt and pressing deep inside. Suddenly flooded with the intense, tart taste of her, he gasped, moving his hands to her hips and driving his tongue as far into her as he could reach, wanting more, more of her wet taste. Andy's face tingled as he continued moving his tongue, dipping it inside her and then curling up to her clit, again and again. He felt his sister move her hips, matching the motion of his tongue, pushing herself onto his mouth. Sensing her urgency, he concentrated his tongue on her clit as he slid a thumb between her lips and into her wet pussy, pushing it into her and then circling in unison with the circles he made with his tongue. By now Andy was panting, the wet hot breath from his mouth rolling over her delicate lips as she quivered in ecstasy beneath him, finally arching her back and moaning as she came, her cunt squeezing on his thumb in sudden pulses. Backing away from her sensitive clit, he felt her arms hook his armpits as she pulled him up. "I need you inside me... NOW!" Responding to her outburst, he rose up, hooked her legs with his arms, and lifted her ass slightly off the bed as he leaned forward. With her legs bent over the crooks at his elbows, he pulled her to him, so her ass hung off the edge of the bed, where he could ease his cock into her wet, gaping opening. Remembering the first time he entered her, he enjoyed the sensation this time even more, knowing he was now free to plunge himself into her softness. He pushed into her pussy, feeling his pubis grind against hers, feeling the incredible warmth of her depth and paused. Looking down he memorized the sight, the incredible sexy view of his cock, completely swallowed by her curving lips. Slowly withdrawing, he noticed the sparkle of light off his now glistening flesh and watched as her lips seemed to follow his form, conforming around his throbbing shaft. Unable to contain himself any longer, he thrust forward into her, so hard that her breast bounced as he reached the hilt. He then pulled back quickly only to plunge back into her, over and over he withdrew and thrust, enthralled at the wet, slurping sounds that emanated from their soaking flesh. Andy was pumping her so fast now, that Valerie's breasts moved in circles, her soft skin swirling in perfect rhythm. She began to moan and Andy immediately exploded, feeling intense waves of pleasure roll though his balls and up the length of his shaft as great spurts of cum splashed into her soft walls, so deep inside her. He thrust, again and again, finally arching his back, lifting her upwards as he impaled her on his cock, letting the last of his cum ooze into her. Relaxing, he eased her back onto the bed and then fell upon her, his entire body trembling over her, his chest flattening her breasts, his hips still pressed to her as his tried to hold his softening cock inside her. They breathed together in silence, their bodies entwined, their ecstatic union ever so slowly slipping wetly apart. Feeling his cock slip out of Valerie, Andy, moved over beside her, as she turned to her side and he spooned behind her. Pressing his wet, limp cock against the soft flesh of her buttocks, he wrapped his arm around her and pressed his mouth to the back of her neck. He drifted to sleep, feeling so safely warm with her in his arms. When Andy awoke, he looked at the digital clock on the bed stand and then relaxed, realizing that, although they needed to get ready to leave, they still had a bit of time. Valerie's deep, steady breathing convinced Andy she was still asleep, so he snuggled up closer to her, moving his hips slightly, trying to loosen his cock, now stuck to her soft skin with their dried cum. Gently pulling off her, he felt it begin to twitch to life and when he moved his hand up between her legs and lightly work his fingers into her pussy, he felt it quickly grow to it's full self. Not sure if she was awake, Andy wrapped his hand around his shaft and carefully worked the head of his cock back and forth between her lips, slowly pushing it into her, bit by bit. Pausing every few moments to see if his sister would respond, he continued working until he had most of his shaft inside her. Slowly withdrawing, Andy heard his sister moan as she opened her legs a bit. "MMmm, yes, that's nice," she whispered. They were slow and deliberate now, tenderer in their motion, appreciating the shared softness of their bodies as they moved, still tightly spooned together. Andy kissed his sisters neck as he slowly moved in and out of her, moving his hands around her to grasp her breasts. She reached back with one hand and gently grabbed his ass, kneading it slowly as she moved back onto him, meeting his soft thrusts. It wasn't a desperate need that drove them now, just the intense pleasure of touch as their two tired bodies responded to each other. A warm glow seemed to grow inside them as they flowed; sensations enveloped them as they moved in slow motion bliss. Each feeling, each sight, each sound, each breath became one as they touched and quietly came again. Placid pulsations caressed them as they absorbed each other's essence, the wet slowly dripping from them as they breathed and whispered. The words seemed so natural, so perfect, so loving. "I love you." "I love you too," Valerie replied, drifting in the final throws of her orgasm. In a few moments, Andy sat up and whispered, "Oh God." "What?" "What just happened here?" "What, the sex?" "Don't give me that Valerie, it was more than that." Her eyes flashed to his, but she didn't respond. Sitting up beside him she put her elbows on her knees, resting her head in her hands. They sat silently for a few minutes until Valerie broke the quiet, "Yes, I love you, like a brother, you love me like a sister." "You felt it, you know it was more." "What are you saying?" she asked. "You know what I am saying." "Oh Andy," she said, tears tumbling onto her legs. "Look, we need to get up, we're not gonna solve anything getting home late." Valerie walked to the bathroom, as Andy grabbed his clothes and began pulling them on. They dressed without a word until they were ready to leave. "The clerk said just to leave the key on the dresser," Andy said, tossing the key and opening the door. They climbed into the car, Andy cranked the engine and pulled out onto the road heading home, both feeling the weight of the evening pressing on them. He drove cautiously, pausing an extra moment at the traffic lights and leaving plenty of distance between him and the others on the road. Deep in thought he pulled away from the last traffic light and accelerated up the hill toward the entrance to their parent's subdivision. "Andy," Valerie said, then screamed "Andy, Andy, AndyAndyAndyAndy!" The headlights in front of them strangely crossed over the double yellow line, but Andy didn't react, he didn't swerve, he simply drove straight. Valerie went to reach for the steering wheel, but then stopped, suddenly understanding as everything slipped into slow motion. A Fight In with the Girls Hi I'm Karen, and this is the story of one of the wildest nights of my life. I was having a night in with a couple of friends, Lauren and Kelli; we had had a couple of glasses of wine and were having a girly chat. Kelli was telling us that her brother had left a DVD in the machine at the flat they shared, she had played it and it was a film of two women wrestling. We giggled, as Kelli expanded that when one wrestler had clearly won she then proceeded to use the other woman as a sex toy, sitting on her face and riding her beaten opponent into complete submission. "Now that's my kind of wrestling!" I said; my two best friends knew that I was a lesbian but were still a little surprised to hear me say that. "So have you ever wrestled then?" Lauren asked inquisitively. "No but I've always liked the idea." I said, to my two amazed friends. "Really? And when you say that's your kind of wrestling is that sitting or being sat on?" Kelli enquired. "Either really but I think I would rather win, it would hurt less and would have other fringe benefits." I said winking. "Would you like to try wrestling with me?" Lauren asked. This proposal stunned me slightly; I looked into her eyes to see if she meant it and she certainly seemed on the level. "You really want to?" I asked. "Why not, it sounds like fun." Lauren responded. "Does that include the forfeit at the end?" Kelli asked of Lauren, giggling as she said it. "Let's see when we get there." Lauren smiled back. Lauren stood, kicked off her shoes and looked at me beckoning me with her eyes. There was this beautiful woman in front of me, waiting to roll around on the floor with me and who was I to argue. Lauren has short blond hair, light blue eyes, soft skin and features, all in all, very pretty. She is about 5'3" tall and around 115 pounds. She was wearing a short black skirt, white t-shirt and black pantyhose. I just love her legs in pantyhose -- my pantyhose fetish was one of my biggest weaknesses and she has the most gorgeous legs. In fact, it had been all I could to keep my hands off her tonight anyway but now I was going to get the chance to paw her legitimately. I have a size advantage over Lauren, being 5'6" and 130 pounds. I am feminine, with shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes and whilst I am not pretty in the way that Lauren is, although I have been described on many occasions as sexy. I too was wearing a skirt, a short denim one, with a black jumper and of course black pantyhose -- as always. I rose, as soon as I did Lauren lunged at me, we struggled and fell to the floor in a heap. We tussled on the floor for a couple of minutes I had an obvious advantage but she resisted and I found it difficult to get control. Finally I managed to pin her on her back; I sat astride her pinning her to the rug with all of my weight. I motioned as if to move forward to sit on her face, stopping before I got there. "Do you submit?" I asked mockingly. Before she could answer and again to my huge surprise, Kelli leaned forward and said to Lauren. "Tag me!" My two friends touched hands and before I could react, Kelli had jumped on my back, knocking me off Lauren and wrapping her legs around me in a scissor hold, grabbing two hands full of my hair pulling my head back at the same time. I winced in pain, as Kelli caught me off guard. She had a tight grip on my hair and squeezed as hard as she could with her legs. I was in a fair amount of pain and it was clear that Kelli was taking this quite seriously. Kelli is again smaller than me; a similar size to Lauren, the most obvious difference in their stature is that whilst Lauren has small pert breasts, Kelli is much better endowed. She has long black hair, dark brown eyes and tanned skin. If Lauren is described as pretty and I as sexy, then Kelli would be described as stunning, she really does have stand out good looks. She was wearing, a tight fitting dark grey vest top, a short grey plaid skirt and black pantyhose. I struggled to get out of the hold that I was in but after a short time my strength advantage told and I managed to get on top of Kelli, my relief was short lived because as soon as I got the upper hand they girls tagged again. With Lauren pouncing on me and I was again the captive of fresh, energetic and keen adversary. This cycle went on for about 20 minutes, as the girls tag-teamed me, with it becoming harder to fight my way free each time. Eventually they gave up any pretence that this was still a contest and started tagging in and out whilst they had control. The wrestling was sane and we were not out to hurt one another but in over 30 minutes of wrestling all I had succeeding in doing was pinning the girls to the mat for a few seconds at a time, whilst I had been on the receiving end of masses of headlocks, I had my arms and legs pulled every which way and legs wrapped round my head or body squeezing the life out of me. I was sitting on the carpet, exhausted with Lauren's legs scissored around my waist, constricting the remaining energy out of me, with he arm pushed up behind my back, it was uncomfortable to say the least. Lauren reached out and tagged Kelli again. If I thought I was in trouble now then things would get worse, as Kelli had been the more brutal of the two throughout and I was past the point of resistance. Before Kelli could get to me I yelled my submission, imploring my two friends that I couldn't go on. "OK, but you know what happens to losers in this game." Kelli said. I though for a moment she was joking, in a matter of seconds I realised she wasn't. As Lauren released me Kelli grabbed my hair forced me to the floor and dropped on top of me, quickly scooting up to come to rest seated on my face. If I thought she had been rough whilst we wrestled that's nothing compared to her assault when it came to getting herself laid. None of us wore panties when wearing pantyhose, so the only thing between her pussy and me was the covering of sheer nylon. I did what came naturally to me at this point and started to lick. Between me licking her clit through the rough material of her pantyhose and her movement back and forth as she rode my face she was starting to get hot. It took only a couple of minutes for her to reach a juddering climax although as she did so I though she was going to break my nose or jaw, such was her voracity. Kelli rolled off and as I had expected and become only too familiar with during the wrestling I immediately had Lauren on top of me; the victim of a tag-team to the end. Lauren was a lot more delicate in her approach but no less demanding, there was no bucking but instead her thighs gripped tightly around my head keeping me face pressed hard into her pussy, as she orgasmed she grabbed my hair tightly, which hurt like hell but I wasn't about to stop at this point, she came and once more rolled away. I was beat but at least it had come to a conclusion. Wrong! Once again Kelli grabbed me, she rolled me over, so I was face down and pulled my head into her crotch. Wrapping her thighs tightly around my head, I was once more in pain as she scissored my skull and the judging by the way she was gyrating her hips she was clearly up for it again, so I once again started to lick her pussy. This time took a little longer and Lauren was obvious horny and feeling left out, she dived on my back, took my arms, folding them behind my back and sat down on my hands, I took the hint and awkward as it was I began to stroke her. I couldn't believe this, my two straight friends, neither of whom had never had sex with another woman had me pinned to the floor using me as a sex object. I could think of better ways of being double teamed but I wasn't complaining. Kelli climaxed first, releasing me as she collapsed into a quivering heap; as soon as she did Lauren took her place and within 60 seconds she had finished also. I lay there for a few seconds not knowing what to expect but it seemed that my two friends had run out of energy. I raised my head to see Lauren flop down on the sofa next to Kelli. "So do I get a happy ending to all of this?" I asked. "Sorry sweetie, that's for winners!" Kelli said. "You'll just have to try harder next time." Lauren added. Next time??? I was exhausted, fatigued, in pain and most of all utterly aroused and unfulfilled but the thought of winning and having both of them at my will.... I needed a plan!