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Big Sister

By: jax



As long as he could remember, Tom had been a slave to his older sister Ruth. Being bigger and stronger, she had enforced her will over him by physical strength, back up by a wicked tongue.

All this changed shortly after his 14th birthday. Tom had put on weight and height as puberty took its toll.

At 18, Tom walked into the lounge after watching his football team get thrashed 4-1 by their local rivals, his mood could at best be describe as foul.

"Get me a drink of squash" Ruth ordered as she caught sight of her personal slave.

"Get it yourself" he muttered, for he was not in the mood to fetch and carry for his big sister today.

"Did you hear me" Ruth raised here voice.

"Get lost" Tom replied, only thinking on what the loss that afternoon would do to his teams league position.

He didn't hear till the last possible second his sister advancing on him to enforce her demands.

"You little" she didn't have time to finish what she was going to say as Tom responded unthinkingly to the threat. He caught her hand and twisted hard, bring her arm up behind her back and bringing a cry of pain from her lips. Tom was as stunned as Ruth was to this change of roles.

"Let me go you bastard" she hissed at him

The situation slowly dawned on Tom's mind.

"What did you say bitch" Tom whispered menacingly.

"Please let me go, Tom" she answered more sweetly.

"Ok bitch I will when you've undone you blouse" which was the most unlikely thing he could think of.

"Get lost you pervert" she shouted.

With this Tom twisted her arm a bit more till a groan emerge from her lips

"OK, ok" her free hand moved to the front of her blouse and flipped open each button, one after the other.

"That's better bitch" he said, when she had finished, "Now beg me to fondle your tits" Tom was now enjoying himself, remembering all those years of physical and mental abuse he had suffered at her hands.

"You pervert, never, Oh!! touch me" as Tom gave her arm a big twist.

"I said beg" Tom said.

"Yes ok, please, please touch my breasts" Ruth begged

"That's better, but they not breasts, they tits, ok"

"Yes, please touch my tits" Ruth uttered in complete submission.

"Put your free hand behind your head and push your tits out" Tom commanded.

"That's good" as Ruth complied with his command. Tom reached around and cupped one tit then the other, through her bra. Despite her bad attitude she had a great pair of knockers, Tom thought.

"Remove your bra bitch" Tom commanded.

"Please no Tom, please" she whined.

"Do it, or I twist your arms right off"

Ruth reached behind with her free hand and fumbled to unclipped her bra strap one handed.

"That's better" Tom said once the two hooks were undone, "now put your hand back behind your head"

Tom now cupped a naked tit under her loose bra for the first time.

"From now on slut, you won't wear a bra around the house anymore, or it will be the worst for you"

"Please don't Tom, this is not right, you're my brother" she whined

"It was alright for you to use me for your personal slave but not for me to use you, is that right" Tom asked

"Please Tom can I go now I'm getting cold"

"Ok slut, you can go now" Tom laughed, but remember you do what I say from now on"

When Tom got to his room, all thoughts of his football team fortune were forgotten and instead there was this new game in his life.

Tom was sitting on the Settee when Ruth walked into the lounge.

"Come here Bitch" Tom call out to her.

"Please Tom, no" she replied

"Sit here" Tom patted to settee beside him.

She sat down unable to look him in the eyes.

"Take that T-shirt off" Tom commanded.

Ruth obeyed without question revealing her naked tits.

"That's better, your learning" cooed Tom, "Now ask me to fondle your tits"

"Please fondle my tits" Ruth whispered,

"Good girl, lie down here on my lap, that good" as she complied with his demands.

After a few minutes of fondling her tits, Tom was aware of his cock growing uncomfortable within his trousers.

"Get my cock out bitch" he barked

"No please Tom, it's wrong" she whined.

"Do it now" he pinched her nipples to emphasise his demand.

Ruth reached over and unzipped his trousers and pulled out his rock hard cock. Tom reaches up and grabbed a hand full of her red hair and pulled her head down to his cock.

"Suck it slut" Tom said, Ruth was unable to utter a sound as his cock pushed past her lips and on to the back of her throat. Tom pumped her head up and down till she carried on without his help.

"There's a good girl" Tom cooed.

After a few minutes Tom could feel his orgasm building and held her head down so she couldn't pull away when he spurted.

"Swallow it all bitch" Tom said, "There that was good wasn't it"

Ruth raised up and wiped away cum from around her lips.

"Please can I go now please Tom" she whined

"Ok sure, I'm very please with you" Tom added as he smiled to himself.

Tom being young had sex on the brain night and day, and now he had the perfect opportunity to find out more. Tom walked into his big sisters room without knocking and said.

"Ok Sis get your kit off now"

"Please Tom, don't make me do this" Ruth pleaded.

But Tom could only think of the years he had been abused by her and her beautiful teenage body.

"Don't make me angry" Tom threatened, "Just do it"

Ruth was only wearing a T-shirt over her knickers so it only took a few seconds for her to strip naked.

"That's better, now turn for me" as Tom looked with lust at his sisters body.

"Please Tom" Ruth pleaded, "This is wrong, I'm your sister"

"That's right slut, you're my sexy sister, now lie down on the bed"

She obeyed at once. Tom sat down on the bed next to her and fondled her sexy body.

"Open your legs slut" he said coarsely. His hands now moved between her legs rubbing up and down her moist slit.

"Your all wet, you slut" Tom laughs, "Your enjoying all this aren't you"

"No, no, please don't" but her body was betraying her arousal.

Tom pushed two fingers into her wet slit and started to finger fuck her. After a few minutes her hips were pushing back against his hand. A smile broke out on Tom's face as he watched his sexy sister hump his hand.

"Oh please harder" she begged, "Oh yes, ahh" as she cum"

Tom moved between her open legs and dropped his trousers and pushed his rock hard cock into his sexy sister limp body. His thrusts became faster and faster as his own orgasm built till he came deep within her. After a few minutes he then rolled off her.

"That's was good Sis, we will do that again later, ok" he said, and with that got up a left her room.

Big Sister, Best Friend



It is spring time as Rodney Hanson is at home in his room doing homework after coming home from school. He is a five foot nine inch tall nineteen year old teenager with brown hair and blue eyes that is a senior in high school. He is one of the few who was a junior for half a year before becoming senior. All he has on is a pair of shorts showing off his toned but somewhat pale body since he exercises daily at home. He has what it takes to play sports but would rather deal with electronics and computers. The reason he is only wearing shorts is because of how hot the day is even if it is the middle of spring. The ceiling fan overhead spins gently as he reads a chemistry book.

Spring Break starts tomorrow but instead of going to hang out with some of his friends that he has or go to the beach, he would rather stay at home and study. His parents are both college graduates with Master degrees and want to be the same as them. His father is an engineer while his mother works at the hospital. But he would also stay at home for his big sister who is a year old than him.

Cindy is in her room studying her biology notes. She is a twenty year old, five foot seven inch tall teenager with blond hair, green eyes and plain skin though she is above average in weight. She is considered chubby but not overly fat. Her arms are abit plump. Her stomach is round but not saggy. Her hips are somewhat wide with thick but long legs. Her breasts are DD but don't sag which she is thankful for. Her ass though she wished it was smaller. Overall; pudgy on some spots and chubby in others. But she never minded since her brother always liked the way she looked. She wore a white oversized shirt and a pair of pink house shorts under the shirt.

Both of them are best friends and have been for years since they were young. They would do everything together, well almost. Taking baths together stopped after they got 'the talk' from their parents after both found out about the 'mysterious noises' coming from their parent's bedroom when they were in middle school. But everything else stayed the same. Cindy never made many friends though ever since after the middle of middle school she started to gain weight. Kids made fun of her but her little brother always rescued her.

Cindy sighed as she rested against the chair she sat on. Since young, people always thought Rodney was the oldest even though he always said he wasn't. Thinking now with the way he looks he might as well be. She only had some friends while he had plenty but she always wondered why he never had a girlfriend. Rodney always hanged out with her so maybe she was the problem? Cindy shook her head from those thoughts. She stretched abit before getting up. "I need a massage." She said with a groan before getting up and heading out of her room.

She went to her brother's room and knocked on the door. "Bro can I come in?" She asked.

"It is open sis." He called out.

Cindy opened the door and walking in closing it then sat on the bed as Rodney kept reading.

"Hey bro what you doing for spring break?" She asked.

"Stay home and study and read and hang out with you." He said looking at her with a smile.

Cindy smiled. "Me too like always."

Rodney raised an eyebrow. "Want a massage sis?"

Cindy pouted. "You know me too well."

Rodney shook his head as he put the book aside. "So how do you want it this time?" He asked.

Cindy put on a thinking pose before taking her shirt off. Rodney shook his head though he looked at his topless sister. Cindy laid down on his bed with her head on his pillow. "My back needs one."

Rodney chuckled as he got on her legs then reached up and massaged her upper back. Cindy moaned gently. "Mmm."

"You know if you wore a bra or got a better chair your back wouldn't hurt." Rodney said.

Cindy blushed and turned to him. "Well I can't find a good bra for me. You know that. And you have the good chair." She whined.

"Aren't you supposed to be the older one here?" He asked as he kept massaging.

"I am but your massages are too good." She said as Rodney moved lower. Cindy moaned softly as she looked straight ahead.

"Rodney, am I ugly?" She asked.

Rodney sighed. "Not this again. Has my answer ever changed?"

"No but I want to know since I can't get anyone." She said as she moaned gently from Rodney undoing a knot.

"You aren't Cindy. Guys just like skinny girls, not all but most." He said.

"And you?" She asked.

"You already know that answer." He said. Cindy nodded as he massaged the center.

"Yeah I forgot about your fat girl porn magazines." She said.

"You better not tell anyone about that." He said.

"And I won't. Best friends don't share secrets with others." Cindy said.

"So why ask?" Rodney said.

"Well you never really had a girlfriend before." She said slowly.

"That is because they don't want to know me. Besides what is wrong with hanging with my big sis?" He asked.

Cindy looked at him. "And you also ask that too sis." He said.

"Well I don't want my brother to be alone." She said.

Rodney looked at her as he massaged her. "I thought we planned to live together?"

Cindy chuckled. "We were seven when we planned that."

"So? We never forgot or changed it." He said as he massaged her lower back.

Cindy laid her head on the pillow again. "Yeah." She said softly.

"So why the questions, again? You won't die alone or anything." Rodney said.

"Maybe but I will die a virgin. No one wants a chubby girl." She said sadly.

Rodney sat up as he stopped massaging. "You are telling a chubby chaser that no one wants a chubby girl?"

Cindy looked at him. "You don't count since you are my bro."

Rodney rolled his eyes as he sat on the edge of the bed. Cindy sat up and sat next to him, stretching. "Mmm that felt good." She said.

"You really don't want to be a virgin anymore?" He asked.

Cindy blushed a bit. "Not really."

Rodney nodded. "Well would you think it is wrong for me to take that away?" He asked looking at the ceiling away from her.

Cindy turned to him. "Our conversations never went this way before..."

Rodney looked at her. "Well you always come in here and ask that, most of the time. Besides you know I like staring at your ass and I know you look at me like you want me."

This time Cindy turned away. "Well yeah but we are just weird that way." She blushed more feeling his hand on her thigh.

"If you want it that bad then say it." He said.

Cindy turned to him, still red on the face. "Well I have thought of you since the talk we got and I do miss our baths." She said. "But do you really want me? Look at me." She said spreading her arms.

Rodney shook his head. "My porn magazines have girls like you and I do masturbate to you." He admitted with a blush as he looked away.

It became awkward as they looked at random spots with a blush on their face. "Well you know what I don't care. I never had a boyfriend and you are the best guy that has treated me like I matter. So then let's take it further. We have all of spring break." Cindy said.

Rodney nodded as they got close before their parents called out. The two stopped. "Um let's do this tomorrow when mom and dad are gone." Rodney said. Cindy agreed before putting her shirt on. She went and kissed him on lips as he returned it before she left his room.

xxxx

Later that day, the family of four is having dinner. They talk about random happenings and things that happened for the day. All are wearing their regular attire when at home. When at work and school they are professional, well the parents but at home they relax with loose clothing. As they talk, Rodney and Cindy who are across from each other on the round table are playing footsy with one another which they did when they were younger but this time it had another meaning. The two learned that their parents will attend a conference during the break so the two had the whole house to themselves.

After dinner they had their nightly movie time with a movie Cindy picked since it was her night to pick. The four huddled together on the couch though Rodney and Cindy groped each other during it. Afterwards they headed to bed though Cindy went to Rodney's room when it started to storm. She always hated them since she was young and even to this day. But this time around instead of the two cuddling and Cindy trying to sleep, the two siblings are gently kissing with Rodney massaging her breasts which Cindy really likes now since earlier. They two always wondered if their relationship would go further even if it is one secret they kept from each other.

xxxx

Morning came as the siblings woke up. The two kissed before Cindy got up and went to her room. Rodney got up and stretched before grabbing a pair of underwear and a sleeveless undershirt then headed to the bathroom. He went to check on their parents but saw they were gone. He shrugged as he headed to the bathroom where he saw Cindy also heading there. "You know we haven't taken a bath together in a long time." Rodney said.

"Yeah remember because of the talk? But well I don't mind." Cindy said with a giggle.

"Mom and dad are already gone so we have all week to ourselves." Rodney said making Cindy blush.

"Ok well come on little bro." She said before the two headed inside.

In there they shredded their clothes. Cindy blushed when she saw her little bro looking her over although she did it too with him. "Stop it. You are making me embarrassed." She said.

"Because a guy is checking you out?" Rodney asked.

"Well ok fine but you look like you might eat me or something." She said.

"I read in the magazines guys do that to women. They said it feels good." He said.

Cindy nodded. "It does. Well I touch my pussy a lot so yeah."

Cindy blushed more seeing her little brother's cock stand at attention at seven inches. It is almost three inches thick and curved at the end. "Doesn't that hurt?" She asked.

"No it just means I am horny." He said plainly.

"Obvious." She said before getting into the shower. Rodney followed as she turned the water on.

Warm water started to pour out as she moaned when Rodney rubbed her ass with his hands. "You know I never knew why you hate your ass." He said.

"It is too big and when I sit my extra fat explodes out." She whined then moaned feeling him massage it.

"Well I like it when you sit on my lap sometimes and when it explodes out." Cindy giggled with a blush before turning around and kissing him.

Rodney kissed her back. "I saw a video of a girl masturbating before. Can I do it to you?" He asked. Cindy nodded. Rodney reached between her legs and gently rubbed her pussy folds. Cindy moaned softly from the touch.

"Like that?" He asked as he rubbed slowly back and forth.

"Yes. More bro." Cindy said. Rodney nodded as he rubbed more while watching her. Cindy had her eyes closed as she kept moaning, the water hitting her head and cascading over her body. "Put it in." She whispered. Rodney nodded and slid the finger in her then gently moved it making her gasp and moan more. "It feels so much better than doing it myself." She said.

"Well I guess I will masturbate you from now on." He said as he fingered her more making her giggle and moan.

Rodney got down on his knees to get a better look. Cindy looked down as she opened her eyes and saw him probing around. She moaned from time to time. "Want me to open my legs?" She asked.

"Yeah." He said. She opened them completely as she could in the shower as Rodney moved his finger more then added another. Cindy moaned from that and was really turned on seeing her brother do this. Rodney moved his fingers more, in and out of her as he watched her pussy move with the movement. Cindy couldn't take it and came, squirting cum on Rodney. He gasped as the cum hit him.

"I'm sorry. I should have said I am a squirter." Cindy said.

"That is ok. I heard women can squirt." Rodney took his fingers out making her moan then licked them.

"Ew." She said.

"You taste sweet." He said making her blush.

"Um can I masturbate you?" She asked.

Rodney stood up. "Know how?"

Cindy blushed and nodded. "I sometimes watch you." She said looking down in shame.

Rodney chuckled. "Well my peeping tom, care to show me what you saw?" He asked.

Cindy goes and grabs his cock then slowly strokes him. "It is very hard and warm." She said as she stroked him more.

Rodney moaned watching her and feeling her hand. "I think you watch more than 'sometimes'." He said.

Cindy nods in shame but keeps stroking. "Well now you don't have to." He said with a moan.

"Ok little bro." She said as she stroked his meat more. Rodney moaned as Cindy kept stroking in the same pace. "Is this ok?" She asked.

"Well if you want go faster but don't squeeze. You can lick the head if you want." He said.

"I can?" She asked as she stroked.

"I saw it on the internet." Rodney said. Cindy nodded as she bent down and licked the head as he stroked him faster. Rodney gasped and moaned more. "Mmm oh you are masturbating me from now on." He said. Cindy giggled as she stroked and licked more.

For some reason she put the head in her mouth and began sucking as she stroked. Rodney moaned more. "You know what a blowjob is?" He asked.

She stopped and looked at him. "Not really. You don't want that?" She asked.

"Yes. I do pretend that you are while I masturbate." He admitted with a blush.

Cindy smiled as she went back to before, this time having the head and an inch in her mouth as she stroked. Rodney moaned from that. He couldn't take it and came in her mouth. Cindy opened her eyes wide as the cum went down her throat but didn't pull away since he tasted her.

After he stopped, Cindy took his cock out of her mouth and swallowed the load. "Sorry." Rodney said.

"That is fine bro. Little salty but you did taste me and I don't mind more." She said as she stood up and both kissed as they held onto each other. Rodney didn't mind tasting himself as they kissed. They broke it before looking at each other.

"Let's go to my bedroom. We can clean ourselves afterwards." He said. Cindy nodded as they turned the shower off then dried themselves before walking to Rodney's room.

In there the two sat on the bed next to each other. "So want to go straight to it or what?" He asked.

"Yeah but I read in a magazine that said it hurts the first time." She said.

"Then you be on top." Rodney said.

"Me? Why?" She asked with an exaggerated look.

"It might be better that way plus I like you on me." He said.

Cindy blushed as Rodney went and laid on the bed. Cindy got on him gently as their intimate areas touched. "You like me on you little bro?" She asked innocently.

Rodney smirked and spanked her making her jump. "You know I do. Ready?" He asked.

Cindy nodded as she lifted up a bit before grabbing his cock and sliding it in her wet snatch. They both moaned as she slid down till the head hit her barrier. "When you are ready." He said. Cindy nodded as she slid up then slammed down, closing her eyes as she bit her lip from the pain. Rodney moaned and looked at her as he rubbed her back gently. "Give it a bit." He said softly before laying her on him and cuddling her. She cuddled him back as the two laid there.

After some minutes, Cindy sits up and looks at him. "Ok I am ready." She said wiping her tears. Rodney nodded before Cindy slowly moved up and down, moaning softly from the feeling she is getting. Rodney moaned from her tightness.

"You are very tight sis." He said as he helped her moved with his hands on her ass, squeezing her cheeks. Cindy moaned as she moved more.

"You are very big..." She whispered.

"Well I am your first." He said.

"I don't care. All I want is you in me from now on." She declared.

Rodney started to bounce her making Cindy moan more and look at him. "You feel good?" She asked.

"Better than good. I am fucking my big sister after all." He said with a smile as he moaned softly while bouncing her.

Cindy blushed and giggled with a moan as she put her hands on his chest and bounced more. Rodney let go of her ass but rubbed it as Cindy kept bouncing, more moans escaping her mouth. "You feel good." He said watching her face.

"I feel so fucking good. I should have this to you a long time ago." Cindy said then blushed.

Rodney giggled and kissed her lips. "How long have you thought of this?" He asked. Cindy put her face on his neck but kept bouncing.

"A long time." She said but came out muffled with some gasps and moans mixed in. Rodney held her as she kept bouncing then started thrusting in her making her moan more.

"I wanted this too sis." He said in her ear as the two moaned together. Their skin slapped together as she bounced and he thrusted.

Cindy sat back up and kissed him deeply. He kissed her back as he rubbed her back. "Then fuck me little bro. Fuck your big sister. Fuck me hard." She said moaning as she bounced faster. Rodney moaned and thrusted more, well tried since it is his first time. Cindy arched her back as she bounced faster before moaning loud as she came. That caused Rodney to cum into her as he moaned then panted. Cindy gasped then laid on him. "You came so much." She said.

"Yeah well as I said I am fucking my big sis." He said panting. Cindy giggled.

"You know we don't have protection." She said. Rodney rubbed her back.

"We went into this knowing that. Besides we are graduating soon and we still have that promise." He said.

Cindy blushed red. "You really don't mind?" She asked in a whisper.

"Well it is not like I can fuck anyone else now. All I can think is of you." He said as he massaged her back gently.

Cindy smiled and held onto him. "Ok. Besides like I said I only want you to fuck me." She said.

"Good cuz I don't want anyone else in you. You feel good on me and around me." He said as he moved her head and kissed her gently.

She kissed him back and giggled. "I am happy you are my little bro and best friend." She said.

"I am happy you are my best friend and my big and sexy chubby sister. Though it was your fault I like big girls." He said.

Cindy blushed more. "Meany. So want to fuck me since I rode you?" She asked.

"Now or later? I am getting hungry." He said.

"Me too. Let's go shower, for real this time, and then eat." Cindy said.

Rodney nodded as he sat up on the bed. Cindy squealed as she held onto him. "No don't lift me bro. I'm too big." She said.

Rodney rolled his eyes as he tried to get up but couldn't. "Ok I am too tired to pick you up. Sex is a good exercise." Rodney said. Cindy nodded. "But you stay the same. I like your curves and the way you are right now." He said making her nod. She got off of him as the two helped each other to the bathroom.

xxxx

After a quick shower, the siblings are downstairs eating breakfast naked after closing all the blinds. They read the note their parents left saying how they left early and to spend the break however they liked except no parties. The two rolled their eyes at that part since they never had parties except when they were young. They are both eating some scrambled eggs with toast and orange juice but from one plate and glass since they are sharing it with Cindy sitting on her little brother, well not so little to her anyway with his cock nestled between her ass cheeks.

Afterwards the two went to the living room with full stomachs and cuddled together on the couch watching morning shows. It was short lived though when Rodney started to kiss and nibble her neck. Cindy moaned and giggled before the two kissed heatedly. Their tongues battled it out though Cindy gave in as Rodney explored her mouth like the night before. Cindy moaned as Rodney played with her tongue before the two broke apart for air.

He went and rubbed her left breast as he went and kissed her again. She moaned as she went and grabbed his hard cock then stroked it gently. The two moaned together in their mouths as their tongues moved together. She let out a hiss when he gently pinched her nipple which is hard and almost an inch round. They broke the kiss before Rodney went down and sucked the left nipple before massaging both of the breasts and tweaking the right nipple. Cindy moaned as she stroked her little brother some more.




Big Sister, Best Friend



She groaned in disappointment when Rodney stopped then squealed when he laid her on her back. She watched as he spread her legs then went down and licked her pussy lips. Cindy gasped and moaned as Rodney gave another experimental lick before licking her puffy lips. She closed her eyes as she tilted her head back, feeling her little brother lick her pussy folds some more. Rodney licked his big sister before gently sucking on the lips as he rubbed her thighs and hips.

"Ooh yeah..." Cindy moaned out softly. "Lick me bro." She said as she grabbed his head and kept him there. Rodney sucked some more before using his hands to open her pussy then lick the inside slowly. Cindy let out a slow groan from that before gasping as he slid his tongue inside. "Oooohhhhh you are so doing this from now on. No more of my fingers." She said with a loud moan as she squirmed feeling Rodney move his tongue around inside her then moving it in and out.

Cindy's face is flushed red as her chest heaved from her panting. Rodney kept eating his big sister as he gave her ass a squeeze. She couldn't take it. "I'M CUMMING." She hollered out. Rodney got ready as Cindy squirted, all of it landing in his mouth. He swallowed half before crawling on her and kissing her deeply. She moaned and kissed him back tasting and drinking her cum. "Mmm I taste good." She said before the two kissed again.

Cindy moaned loudly when she felt Rodney slide himself in her. "Ooh yeah fuck me bro. Fuck your big sis." She said desperately. Rodney chuckled before kissing her again as he started to move his hips, his cock sliding in and out of her tight pussy. Cindy moaned in his mouth as she held onto him. The couch rocked from the movement. Cindy broke the kiss as a moan escaped. "My little *gasp* bro is *mmm* fucking *groan* me on the couch. *pant* This is so hot." She said as she moaned some more. Rodney smirked as he put his hands next to her and made a push up pose then started to fuck her quickly.

Their skin started to slap together as Cindy moaned in ecstasy from the feeling she is getting. Pleasure filled her fully as her little brother pleasured her in ways she only thought of. And she would never want this to end. Rodney went down and licked her breasts as he kept moving his hips and did various motions like stopping in her and moving up and down or side to side before moving in and out of her and other mixes. Cindy wondered where he learned this but didn't care at the moment. Right now she felt wonderful and let Rodney know it with a scream and an orgasm.

Rodney moaned when his sister tightened around him but he didn't stop. "You came already? Naughty big girl." He smirked making Cindy giggle.

"Can you do it from behind?" She asked. Rodney nodded as he stopped and slid out then got up. Cindy got up and moved around before she had her knees on the couch and her hands on the backrest with her big ass facing him. She turned her head looking at him. "Fuck this big ass little bro." She wiggled it for him.

Rodney nodded watching her ass before he grabbed it then guided his cock back into her hot pussy, sliding deep inside her. Cindy moaned from that then yelped when Rodney spanked her before fucking her slowly. Cindy moaned from that. "Faster. Harder." She moaned out. Rodney spanked her again watching her ass jiggle before grabbing it tightly then fucked her like she wanted; hard and fast. His hips slapped her ass as Cindy moaned like a whore while she gripped the couch.

She panted as she felt his hard member sliding in and out of her quickly making her feel good and hot. Rodney reached forward and grabbed her right breast then massaged it making Cindy moan more. "Yes bro. Pleasure me." She moaned out as her whole body shook from the fucking rhythm she is feeling. Her ass jiggled the most from his hips slapping it constantly.

"Someone feels good." Rodney said with a chuckled.

"Do you?" Cindy asked as she looked at him, her cheeks flushed red and her eyes glossed slightly.

"Very. We are doing this every day during the break." He said.

Cindy nodded happily as Rodney put his left foot up on the couch and went harder. Cindy opened her eyes wide and her mouth went agape from the pounding she is now feeling. Her mouth made an 'O' shape as she just moaned out with every thrust going inside her. Rodney moaned as he just held on to her ass while giving his sister a memory that hoped wouldn't go away, until he stepped it up later on. "I still don't have a condom Cindy." Rodney groaned out.

"FILL ME." Cindy screamed as Rodney went deep and past her cervix then came. Cindy felt the sensation, gasping and cumming as her inner walls clamped down on his cock.

Both stood still as Cindy gasped, her body on the backrest of the couch as her little brother filled her. Rodney panted as he wrapped his arms around Cindy then went and laid on the couch on their side with his back on the backrest. Cindy panted and snuggled close to him, loving the feeling of cum inside of her. "Rodney, you won't leave me right?" She asked in a whisper as she looked at the TV that is still on.

Rodney went and kissed her ear and whispered. "Not ever Cindy. You are mine from now on."

Cindy shivered from that and got as close as she could. "Good." She said softly as she rubbed her belly though both thought about what their parents might think. Well they had all break anyway, and the rest of their lives.



Big Sister Ch.01



All Characters are fictional and over the age of 18

*****

Cindy was laughing hysterically while her sister Jennifer had her pinned to the bed tickling her feet.

Cindy said, "Stop it; I'm starting to pee my pants."

"No, I have you where I want you now, I am not giving up!" She kept on tickling her sister's petite feet. She tilted forward and inhaled the pungent aroma, the smell was intoxicating, she went from tickling her feet, to slowly massaging them.

Cindy moaned as she stared at her sisters huge boobs, while her chubby fingers gently caressed the soles and the undersides of her toes, "I am going to miss this I will have to act like a married woman after tomorrow."

Jennifer's heart sank with sadness, as the tears welled up. To prevent herself from crying, she commenced kissing her sisters toes. She placed a soft kiss on each one, then with the tip of her tongue she licked the bottom of her sisters feet, tasting the salty sweat.

Cindy watched her sisters chubby face appear and disappear behind her feet, she shivered with pleasure feeling her wet tongue gliding along the arch of her foot. Her heart sped up a notch, as her clit started to prickle. Jen's tongue stopped at the tip of Cindy's big toe. Their eyes locked, she saw the all to familiar possessive glare, sometimes it scared her, but mostly it made her feel safe.

Jennifer wrapped her lips around her sisters big toe, the sweaty taste engulfed her mouth, her nipples ached as they hardened, juices stirred between her mammoth thighs. She kept struggling to resist away the tactile sensations of loneliness she knew was going to come after tomorrows wedding. Her throat tightened with jealousy at the thought of losing her younger sister's affection to a handsome and successful man. She knew she would never have a man of her own because of her weight, "You would be pretty like your sister if you lost weight." Everyone would say to her. The words became a never-ending mantra that continuously played in her head.

She broke off for a second to admire Cindy's beauty, before changing over to suck the toes of her other foot. Looking at her face was like looking at her own reflection, but smaller, delicate, and dainty. She only weighs a hundred pounds soaking wet, she thought. While she opened her mouth wide, swallowing all of Cindy's toes at once, she looked down at her own large, sagging breasts, fat belly and forty inch round thighs, that are attached to her huge ass that only old black men appreciated.

Cindy slid her hand inside her panties, and gently touched her clit while Jennifer continued sucking each toe with care. She felt guilt mingled with the waves of delight while she slowed down and savored the warm wet sensation washing over her toes.

Jennifer switched too slowly licking the oily sweat from between each of her sister's toes, enjoying every second, knowing that this could be the final time.

Cindy whispered, "Kiss me on the lips."

Jennifer, suddenly felt a knot in her stomach, I am only allowed to lick her feet, she has never asked me to kiss her lips, She thought.

The bed bounced as Cindy plopped herself down on the bed and looked into her sister's eyes.

"I want to cry, I am so happy, you have never allowed me to do anything more than lick your feet. "Jennifer mumbled with teary eyes.

"I wanted our final night to be special."

"I recall when you started this as a joke to tease me, but I liked it"

"I was a bitch when we were younger, I wanted you to worship my feet because I was cruel, and I felt better than you, but I love you because you're my big sister"

Choked up with emotion Jennifer said, "Cindy I love you too, I don't want to lose you, the only time I feel good about myself is when I am sucking your toes, or doing something that makes you happy. I will do anything for you."

Cindy looked into her sister's eyes and felt an overwhelming thrill of love followed by the touch of Jennifer's lips pressing against hers. She slowly returned the kiss, resting into her plump breasts, and belly, immersed in the warmth of her curviness.

Jennifer wrapped her arms about her sister's petite frame pulling her close as her tongue slid into Cindy's welcoming mouth, their tongues danced in and out of each other's mouths, until they simmered into a slow passionate rhythm.

Pleasure rolled from Cindy's clit to the top of her head, while grabbing hold of her sister's soft flabbiness, she felt like she was snuggling with a giant pillow, feeling safe in her arms. Her hands began to roam over the mounds and valleys of Jennifer's plump figure. She was comforted by her warm softness, as she kissed her sister's face, then she nibbled on her earlobe.

Jennifer squeezed her sister, as she felt her sharp teeth biting down on her lobe, sending a shrill of ecstasy to her pussy, leaving her panties soaked. She felt Cindy's tongue gently slithering along the side of her neck to her breast, while she lightly stroked her hair. Jennifer giggled as her sister's tongue tickled her breast. She took hold of a fistful of her sister's hair, forcing her head back, while with the other hand, she freed her breast from her bra then pushed her sister's head downwards. Cindy without hesitation began to suckle like a baby.

Cindy felt peaceful, while her lips sucked on her sister's large breast, and her tongue flicked the hard nipple. Jennifer moaned, "mmmmm that feels amazing." Cindy felt a sense of pride in response to her sister's arousal. While continuing to suckle she slid her hand down Jennifer's soaking wet panties. Her finger's explored the damp crevices of her sister's vagina, then she slid her finger inside.

Jennifer moaned, "Oh my God!" as she reached down and slid her panties over her thick thighs, revealing her shaved mound. Again, she caught a fistful of her sister's hair, pulling her lips free from the tit she was nursing, and then pushing her head towards her pussy.

Cindy's head rested on her sister's fat belly, while fingering her, feeling tempted by the scent of her tangy aroma. She slid down lower using her sister's fat thigh as a pillow she saw the nectar bubbling out from between her pussy lips, and running down her thighs, with her tongue she caught the juice, tasting the musky robust tangy flavors. With excitement, she licked the pussy juices from her sister's endlessly round thighs. Her tongue traveled between her sister's plump pussy lips, exploring the bumps and valleys with the tip of her tongue.

Jennifer leaned back her head, arching her spine, "Holy fuck I can't believe this is really happening. "Then, thrusting forward, she felt her sister tongue sliding into her. She bounced on her sister's tongue, riding it like a cock, fucking her face. She saw only the top of Cindy's head bobbing, behind the mountain of her blubbery belly, which shook with pleasure each time her sister's tongue went deeper.

Cindy used her sister's rolls of fat as handles to hold herself up while her face was being humped remorselessly by her sister's big wet pussy, who then leaned back, allowing her to gasp for air, before her face was plunged back into the mound of flesh that smothered her. She poked her head up, her face and hair drenched with cunt juice, and said, "I can get used to this." She returned to gobbling Jennifer's pussy and clit.

Jennifer's body frantically jerked, slamming her pussy into Cindy's face. Her fleshy thighs quivered while fireworks ignited in her brain, sending bursts of rapture from the crown of her brain to the crests of her toes.

Cindy struggled to swallow all of her sister's cum as it squirted into her mouth, while suffocated buy her fat pussy. She convulsed and gushed a few more times, her body went limp, collapsing on the bed. Jennifer laid lifelessly, as Cindy slurped up the rest of her juices, that proceeded to dribble.

After licking up the last pearl, she stated, "Wow, I love eating your pussy."

Jennifer sat up, as a roll of fat hid her wet vagina, "It's my turn to eat you."

Cindy slid up the bed, laid down on her back and opened her legs, while Jennifer brought out a pair of handcuffs from her nightstand, "What are you doing? "Cindy cried out.

"Don't worry, this will be fun," She said, as she rested all of her weight on to her sister pinning her to the bed, while cuffing her hands together.

"I wanted you to eat my pussy, not arrest me." She said, as she grappled to remove the handcuffs.

"Don't worry sister, I am going to eat your pussy" Jennifer said, and then she quickly shoved a gob stopper into Cindy's mouth and cemented a strip of duct tape over her lips. Cindy thrashed, and garbled while trying to free herself. She continued murmuring inarticulate sounds, the harder she struggled the more she choked on her own spit.

As she spun duct tape around her ankles, "I am sorry Cindy, no way I am going to lose you, especially after tonight, I can't let you get married tomorrow, I promise I will make you happier than he can."

She loosened the sheet from the bed, then wrapped Cindy in it, and used more duct tape wrapping her up like a mummy, she picked her up and carried her to the car, hit the remote popping the trunk, and gently place her sister in, then closed the trunk and drove away.

Jennifer rested in the darkness, feeling the bumps of the road. Tears rolled down her eyes, her brain reeled with remorse, as she thought,  I suppose I deserve this, I always recognized there would be a payback, for the way I used her low self-esteem and vulnerabilities for my own selfishness. I should have never used her the way I did, now she is going to ruin my life, just like I ruined hers. She slid sideways in the trunk, feeling the car going around a sharp curve...

She woke up tie to a bed in what seemed to be a motel room, she possessed no idea where she was, or what her sister was planning.

To be continued...



Big Sister in the City



Here's a new storyline. Sorry to those folks asking for the continuing of other story lines. I have to go where my creativity takes me. Hopefully if you liked the others, you'll enjoy this one. Mind you, this is a bit different than my others. There is far more exposition and it takes quite some time to get to the 'action' as it were. And, while definitely fantastical, it is not near as over the top. And now the typical disclaimer about how this isn't meant to be realistic, so no need to post messages about "That would never happen, blah blah blah". And lastly, thanks for all of the support from folks who enjoy my work. Your comments and emails are what keep me going!

Josie, Sister - Josie Davis

Esther, Roommate - Esther Baxter

Denise, Roommate - Denise Milani

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I was a bundle of nerves as I stepped off the plane at La Guardia airport. Here I was; 18, just out of high school, and a Midwest farm boy, and I was soon to be in New York City! On top of all of that, I was going to be living with my sister whom I hadn't seen in three years.

Josie was the oldest of the five of us, with me being the youngest. Seven years my senior. She was also the black sheep of the family. Why? Not for getting into trouble, being a bad student, being an alcoholic or any of the other things that usually upsets parents. No, she had graduated with honors, and had a six figure job. But that job was in New York. That was the problem. Unlike my other siblings who are still living near Iowa city with the rest of the family, Josie went out into the world and didn't look back. When she did come to visit for holidays, my family would make all kinds of snide comments. It finally came to a head a few Christmases back, and Josie finally had enough. A fight ensued and she vowed never to return.

Unlike the rest of my family, however, it never bothered me that she left. I mean, I missed her...a lot, but I was proud of her. Even when we were younger and she would talk about 'getting out of this place', I was always supportive. I knew she wanted bigger things. She deserved better things!

Despite the age gap, Josie and I had always been close. When I was very young she was protective and tried to guide me. As I got older our relationship grew. She'd help me with homework. I'd listen as she talked about friends/boyfriends/school. And when I started getting interested in girls, she gave me lots of advice and confidence. Which I'm not too modest to admit helped me get quite a few objects of affection.

And when she cut herself off from the family three years ago, she and I kept in touch as much as we could. Tons of email and regular phone calls. We had a very open and frank relationship. We could talk about anything. Including when I started having sex my senior year, she was graphically descriptive with advice to improve my skills. And, it worked. I gained quite a reputation from the girls around school. I also have to admit that it put some really...shall we say 'interesting' mental images into my head regarding my sister and her advice. See, Josie is probably the first girl I noticed in a sexual way. And her openness about sex only made it harder not to think of her in that way. Those long legs, tight ass, firm breasts...

Anyway! I had long ago secretly decided to follow in my sister's footsteps. The big city sounded amazing. And thanks to the encouragement and help of my sister, not only did my grades merit being accepted into NYU, but they included scholarships that would make my education nearly free (of course, being a State track champion didn't hurt). Which was great news, since my parents were going to pretty much disown me if I left. And if that didn't do it, the fact that my sister not only offered up staying at my place, but insisted, certainly would.

And here I was. Crowded city airport far from my old home; a place I would likely never be welcome again. But that was alright. The second I came out of the terminal, I was greeted by the beautiful voice of my sister, calling my name seconds before I was caught up in a big hug. I received a big kiss on the cheek before she pulled away and held me at arms length. She looked me up and down, as I had done quite a big of growing in the last three years. While she took me in, I did the same to her. The long legs I mentioned earlier stood atop two inch heels, bringing her nearly to my 5'11" height. A business-like skirt ended just above her knees. A powder blue sleeveless sweater hugged her waist and chest, with the collar of a golf shirt poking out the top. Shoulder length blond hair framed her face and a pair of glasses perched on her nose were windows for the soft blue eyes that scanned my figure. This all happened very quickly before Josie spoke.

"Brian! You look great! And it's so wonderful to see you!" She exclaimed and hugged me again. I caught myself noticing the smell of her hair.

"I look great? What about you? You're amazing!" I said back. It was true. She was turning out to be one of those women that got better with age. She had been great at 22 and had somehow managed to get better.

"Flatterer." She said as she broke the hug again. She had a sly grin that told me that she knew damn well how good she looked. But at the same time she was happy that I thought so.

We got my other bags and hopped in a cab, which I should point out was my first cab ride. As we headed towards Manhattan, I gaped open mouthed while looking out the window. Josie pointed out various points of interest. Even so late at night, the city was so alive. I knew I was being a total yokel, and I could see my sister's bemused smile reflected in the glass as she watched me. When we finally pulled up to her building, we were greeted at the door by an actual door man!

"Good evening, Miss Stevens." The well groomed man said, as he held the door open for us. "Can I help you or your gentleman friend with the bags?"

"We're good Arnold." She smiled back at him. "And this is Brian. You'll be seeing a lot of him in the future." He gave me a look which seemed to say 'You lucky dog'. I found it odd that she didn't introduce me as her brother.

While we rode the elevator up, Josie readied me for her roommates. "Now, remember, Esther and Denise can be a bit...gregarious. And they certainly aren't modest. So don't get all embarrassed or shocked by what they say or do. And you'll have a hard time offending them so don't get uptight. Just be yourself. They'll fall in love with you in no time." She smiled sweetly.

"Got it, sis." I replied, steeling myself for my first meeting with Josie's two best friends. I had heard much about them, but never actually met them so I didn't know what to expect. With what Josie had told me the options ranged from between them answering the door naked to greeting me with a kick to the groin.

We exited the elevator, dragged my bags to her door and she unlocked it. From the couch bounced two figures of loveliness. And when I say bounced, I mean it. They both possessed the kind of bodies that even after the main body had stopped, other parts continued to jiggle and sway.

I knew the dark caramel creature was Esther. She wore pajama shorts and a lacy bra that hugged her wide hips and full breasts wonderfully. She gave me a sultry look from her almond eyes. Denise was originally from eastern Europe. She smiled a dimpled smile, like some girl next door. But it was hard to focus on the smile with the enormous pair of boobs threatening to rip through her over-stretched t-shirt. Even though I knew who was who by Josie's descriptions, she introduced us anyway.

"Girl," Esther exclaimed "You did NOT tell us your brother was such a hottie." I felt my face flush.

"Oh, so cute. He's blushing." Denise commented, her voice containing a hint of accent.

I dropped my bags and nervously extended my hand, to shake theirs.

"Oh, I don't think so." Esther said indignantly before pushing my arm aside and enveloping me in a hug. Her big tits squished against me and I felt a stirring in my jeans. When she pulled away, Denise immediately took her place. Her larger bust changed my 'stirring' into 'full speed ahead to erection'.

"Thanks for staying in to meet him, girls." Josie said to her friends.

"There was no way we were going to miss it." Denise beamed.

"As much as you talk about him, we kinda had to. Besides, you're gonna pay us back by letting us take this hunk out on the town tomorrow night." Esther laughed. I blushed again. And then all three were giggling at my reaction. Thankfully my sister came to the rescue.

"I think, ladies, that my little bro has had a long day. A full morning of our family giving him hell and a long flight. I think he needs a full night's rest before he can handle the two of you." This was met with a chorus of 'boos'. Josie just waved them off and pushed me and the bags towards a room.

"Goodnight, studly." Esther called after us.

The room turned out to be my sister's. It was huge, which was saying something for a place in the city. I plopped my bags in a corner and started looking for a blanket. Finding one, I began making a bed for myself on the floor.

"You're kidding, right?" My sister snapped.

I peer up, over the bed at her. She was changing into her sleep attire. Her blue top replaced by a small baby tee that ended just below her apple sized breasts. She was shimmying out of her skirt, revealing white cotton panties. Now, modesty isn't something you can afford in a family of 7 people, but the sight before me caught my breath in my throat. And it refused to come when I realized that Josie wasn't going to be putting anything on over her panties. I have no idea how long I stared before my voice came back.

"Um...sorry. I can take the couch. I just didn't want to be in any one's way in the morning." Josie gave me an exasperated sigh.

"No, silly. I have a king sized bed. More than enough room for the two of us." With that she plopped down onto the bed and patted the side next to hers.

'What the heck' I thought. It's not like anything was going to happen. I would just have to be sure not to poke her with my morning wood, and everything should be fine. Feeling exhaustion creeping up, I quickly peeled my clothes down to my boxers. When I turned to shut off the light, I noticed my sister staring at me. She looked at me intensely, before shaking her head slightly and then smiling broadly. 'What was that about?' I wondered.

I crawled into bed and faced my sister. In the low light I could see her blue eyes gazing at me, a soft smile on her lips.

"Brian, I'm so glad you're actually here." She finally said, bringing a hand up to caress my cheek. 

"Me too, sis. I've really missed you." her smile widened.

"I missed you too." She said softly. Then she moved toward me. I expected a kiss on the forehead or cheek. To my surprise she kissed me on the lips. It was soft, but lingered far longer than a simple peck. When she broke, she simply said "Sleep tight." closed her eyes and sighed.

That little kiss...a kiss that couldn't have lasted much more than a few seconds, kept me up on and off all night. I knew that I was reading too much into it. I mean, not only was she my sister, but she was an older woman...and way out of my league. And why was I even considering whether she was in my league!? I know I have always had a crush on Josie. And honestly, more than once had thoughts of her come up when I was masturbating, but I knew it was wrong...wasn't it?

I woke up on and off all night thanks to a combination of sleeping in a new place and the presence of my sister next to me. I could hear her breathing softly as she slept. A couple of times I lifted up enough to look at her face. That same smile was on her lips. She looked so content. Sometime in the early morning I think I finally drifted off to real sleep.

When I woke again, the sun was up. Josie was softly calling my name and gently rubbing my chest. I opened my eyes and saw she was dressed in business attire, sitting next to me on the bed.

"Sorry to wake you, Brian. I just wanted to make sure you remembered that we all have work today. So you'll have the house to yourself. Keys are on the counter and Arnold will help you with whatever you need." She whispered and then bent to kiss me on the cheek. I made note that it was only on the cheek...and that I was disappointed about it. And she bent lower and whispered in my ear. "And kudos on your tent making skills. Very impressive." Then she giggled and left.

Still half asleep I pondered what she meant until I realized I was sporting my usual morning erection. I felt like I should feel embarrassed, but part of my brain was convinced that she hadn't been kidding about being impressed.

Now that I was awake, I got up and used the bathroom, willing my erection to go away. Assuming that everyone was at work , I stumbled out to make myself breakfast. It never occurred to me that people might leave for work at different times. When I stepped from my room, seconds later Denise stepped from the bathroom she and Esther shared. She had a towel wrapped around her hair, and nothing else. Her enormous breasts, looking so much bigger because of her tiny frame, swayed hypnotically before they disappeared into her room.

"Need help picking your jaw off the floor, sugar?" I heard a voice ask. Esther was coming from the kitchen, dressed for work. Josie had told me that Esther was a teacher. I could now see that she was the kind of teacher that none of the male students heard one word she said, since all their blood spent the entire class in their crotches. On a normal woman it wouldn't have been so bad, but her full hips, gorgeous ass, and plump breasts pushed her outfit out in all the right places. And, even though she hadn't been wearing glasses the night before, she was now. It completed that whole "naughty teacher" look. I could only guess that she enjoyed teasing her students like she seemed to enjoy teasing me right now.

She had her books and bag gathered, obviously heading toward the door. As she passed, she glanced down at my crotch, and smiled slyly.

"Your sister wasn't exaggerating." she said in a husky voice, and slinked out the door. Dammit! The combination of a naked Denise and Esther's sexy, hip swaying walk had put me at full attention again.

My brain started working , and I made my way to make breakfast. About ten minutes later I heard the sound of a door slamming. "I'll see you tonight, Brian!" called Denise. And then the front door slammed. And I was alone.

I spent the day mostly vegging out. The girls had a gym, so a spent an hour on the elliptical, but for the most part I watched TV. Josie had about a hundred times as many channels as back home. And some of them were the racy kind. Which, combined with my run in's in the morning had me stroking one out in no time. Actually, it wasn't one. Over the day I did it four times. It got me to thinking that staying here was going to give me carpel tunnel syndrome.

Since she was a teacher, Esther was the first one home. She greeted me warmly before leaving to change into something more casual and then returning to keep me company. We chatted about this and that, nothing too deep. I noticed that, while still flirtatious, she wasn't anywhere near as intense as she had been this morning.

Denise came home about an hour later and joined us. Where Esther was blunt and saucy, Denise was bubbly. She laughed easily and often. The two of them were definitely making me feel more at ease. And their combined flirting was giving my ego a big boost! And they kept it light enough to keep me from going all shy on them. I mean, I'm not usually shy around girls my age. Josie had long ago given me confidence in that area. But these were highly attractive, more experienced, city women. After a while, the ladies told me to get changed, since they were taking me out on the town.

I was of course, dressed first. Denise later emerged wearing a pair of painted on low rider jeans and a white top that resembled a fancy tube top, or maybe a corset. It started just below her nipples and ended just above her sexy little navel, showing off the disparity of her tiny waist and her enormous chest. She had cleavage for days. She posed for me for a second as I gave a long whistle, as she flashed me her dimpled smile.

Esther came out shortly after. Her top looked like someone had mixed a button down shirt and a bra. It had see through sleeves, and buttons down the middle (which were all undone). At the bottom is scooped under and supported her big boobs, and ended leaving a large portion of exposed flesh before you came her her barely there skirt. She spun for me, causing the skirt to fling out a bit and show off her black thong. Denise giggled as my eyes bugged out.

Not long after we were all ready, Josie returned home. First to leave for work, last to get home. That was just like her. But that's also probably why she was doing as well as she was. She looked really stressed as she came in the door and plopped on the couch.

"Josie," Esther started, seeing my sister's state. "Don't you be like that. We're going out tonight, remember?"

"I don't think I would be much fun. We had a really bad screw up that I had to fix, and I'm definitely not in a good mood." I could hear the edge in her voice.

"Oh, poop!" Denise cried. Even her curses were cute.

"Don't worry D, she's going. She's smart enough not to leave us alone all night with her handsome little bro." Esther grinned. Josie glared at her. Clearly not in the mood for games.

"Ladies. I think I might be able to solve this to every one's satisfaction." I declared, as an idea came to me. As I mentioned, Josie gave me lots of advice on women. And I took them to heart Some of the advice I just picked up from hearing her complain about her various boyfriend's short comings.

I got up and sat on the back of the couch, behind my sister, swinging my legs in either side of her. She tilted her head back and looked up at me quizzically as I grinned down at her. Then I gently pushed her head forward and took hold of her shoulders and started working. You see, I long ago picked up that women dig massages. So I checked out some books from the library and practiced on any girl that would let me. And I had a lot of practice.

Josie's back and neck were all knotted and tight. Under my ministrations however, it only took a few minutes before a contented moan escaped her lips and she visibly began to relax.

"I have never seen anything calm her down so fast." Esther said, in awe. "You must have some magic hands!"

"God," Josie groaned "He sure does."

"Me next!" Denise laughed, bouncing up and down. I had to focus extra hard on the task at hand or risk drooling on my sisters shoulders.

After a good fifteen minutes of work on her shoulders back and neck, my sister's sweet smile returned. Mind you, she didn't say she was done, but her friends noticed and rushed her off to get ready. I think they were only halfway concerned with her getting ready. The other half was them wanting a turn.

Denise went first. I had to alter my pressure as she was a fair bit more delicate than my sister. Not to say my sister was big. But she definitely worked out, and was nicely toned. Denise seemed very soft. Especially the twin orbs I now had an aerial view of. I felt like if I fell forward, I could get lost in her cleavage. She purred the whole time and even eventually started stroking my calf as I worked.

Esther butted in, making sure she got some time. After about ten minutes, she spoke up.

"You know Brian, if your hands work this good on places other than shoulders, you have a free pass to my bedroom, anytime you want." Denise gasped at her friend.

I'm not sure where it came from, but I think I was building my confidence under the assault of Esther's rather direct flirtations, so I responded "I'm not sure you could handle it, Esther." She turned on me immediately, kneeling on the couch in front of me and stared into my eyes intently. 




Big Sister in the City



"One night with me, boy" She growled, as she slowly ran her hand up my thigh "And you wouldn't be able to walk for a week."

I couldn't take my eyes off of hers. That is until her hand reached my crotch. Then I jumped and fell off the back of the couch. Both of them burst out in laughter, just as my sister came in. I couldn't see her from my vantage behind the couch.

"Come on you two. You have all night to mess with my poor little brother. Don't break him so early." She joked.

I got up and saw my sister standing there with a big grin. Now, she may not have been dressed as scantily as her friends, I thought she was stunning. A ruffly kind of pink satin button down shirt, hugged her just right. A pair of tight white pants covered her long legs and showed off her toned behind. She finished it off with three inch open toed heels. And she had apparently put in her contacts. She extended her hand towards me.

"So little brother, you ready to hit the town with three of New York's finest?" She said, posing as her friends took up positions on either side. I stood there speechless for a minute before finally nodding vigorously. They all laughed as they swarmed me and dragged me out into the big city.

It was too early for the club, so we started with dinner at a nice uptown restaurant. Good food, great wine (they didn't card and my sister insisted), and amazing company. Each of the ladies I was with were intelligent, interesting, and funny. And let's not forget; Damn Sexy.

After a long wonderful dinner, we slowly made our way to the girls' club of choice. Chosen not only because it was one of their favorites, but because they knew they could manipulate the doormen to let me in.

The club was trendy, and while not full had plenty of people in it. As soon at the music hit them, Denise and Esther started moving to the beat, swaying so wonderfully. We found a booth and the ladies ordered drinks. I wasn't much of a drinker. Plus I wanted to keep a cool head. The ladies were all very touchy feely. Even my normally calm and collected sister. And not just with me...with each other. Which in some ways was even more stimulating.

Eventually the girls wanted to move to the dance floor, and one of my weak points was revealed. I didn't know how. Well, I could slow dance. I had done that at prom, but regular dancing wasn't something I ever had the chance to learn. This fact in no way deterred my entourage. In fact, it simply spurred them on. I was pretty adamant about not making a fool of myself. But Josie had a plan.

"It's simple. You dance, facing me, and I'll help you get the hang of it. Denise and Esther will flank you and make you look good until you know what you're doing." I had to admit, it would probably work. With those two gyrating around, no one would even know I was there. I admitted defeat and they dragged me out to the floor.

Josie tried to show me some stuff, but I moved awkwardly. Stiff and nervous. Not to mention, I had Esther and Denise's butts, breasts, and hands touching me quite often. But it was really watching my sister swivel her agile waist and hips that had me the most unfocused. After a few songs like this, my sister took charge. She stopped my horrible dancing and stepped in close, our eyes just inches apart. I've always thought my sister's eyes were beautiful. The looks she gave were captivating. And the intensity she had right now practically burned my eyes.

"Brian. You need to be confident." She said, just loud enough for me to hear. "And you have every reason to be." Then she put her hand on my chest. "Handsome, charming, and sexy. You have three of the hottest women in this club at your beck and call. And you could go home with practically any woman here. So show them all that you are the stud that I know you are!"

And I believed it. I knew that what she just told me was true. At the very least she believed it to be true. And just like that, a switch was thrown inside of me. I started dancing again. My movements loosened up and I began to get into a groove. And before I knew it, I was dancing.

Now, sure, I was far from being a master. But I looked decent enough. And once I got into it, the girls began to really dance with me. I took turns with each one, bumping and grinding. I had a blast. And I knew I was the envy of every guy in that place.

I don't know how long we had danced, well over an hour, but we sure worked up sweat. Eventually the girls wanted more drinks, and we went to find a booth as Denise headed to the ladies room. She tried to get at least one of the girls to go with her (like women do), but they both grabbed one of my arms and said there was no way they were leaving me alone with one of the other. So Denise made a pouty face and walked off.

Drinks flowed, with me partaking in some, but not near as much as the others. Josie and Esther were extra flirtatious with me, talking about how sexy I was out on the floor. Esther bluntly admitted that I had made her 'horny as hell'. Denise eventually emerged from the ladies room, but was intercepted on the way back by some guy near our table. It was quickly apparent that Denise had no desire to talk to the guy, but he had her blocked. He was lucky it wasn't Esther he was dealing with. I was betting she would have just kneed him in the groin instead of trying to politely get away. I sprang from the table when he started getting handsy with her. I could see her light up as I came over and tried to rescue her.

"Hey, buddy." I said, gently grabbing Denise and pulling her to my side. "This lovely lady is with me." He made a face and looked over at our table.

"Looks like you already got your hands full." he grumbled, motioning to my table a few feet a way.

"First off," I said, stepping up to him. "I've been keeping all three of these visions more than happy, all night long." Denise molded into me and put her hand on my chest.

"He sure has." she said with a grin.

"And second, this sensual beauty is far more than a guy like you could ever handle." Denise just grinned at him.

I could tell he wanted to hit me, but wasn't sure how that would turn out. Track has kept he in really good shape. He backed down and grumbled "whatever" as he walked away.

Denise turned to me and shouted "My hero!" and then threw her arms around me and kissed me deeply. And it was not a casual or friendly kiss. Full blown, passionate, tongue filled kiss! She broke when Esther called out "Quit hogging our man!" She pulled away and flashed me that brilliant smile and led my stunned form back to the booth. My sister gave me a sly lopsided grin, that told me that not only was she not mad, she seemed a bit proud. Like a 'go get `em, tiger' look.

"Your brother is a great kisser!" Denise said as we sat down.

More drinks, lots more flirting, and tons of innuendo. I was constantly playing footsie with someone. They were all very impressed at my white knight showing. Even though I hadn't drank very much, I was intoxicated. The girls however, were quite drunk on alcohol.

Denise and Esther decided they wanted a bit more dancing before we left. Josie, however, claimed to be too drunk. They turned to me, and I fought them off, saying that I was going to keep Josie company. Rather than fight, they gave each other a look, grinned, and left us alone.

Once gone, Josie snuggled against me. "I was hoping you'd stay. I haven't had almost any alone time with my favorite guy." I put my arm around her and hugged her into me, and we just sat there enjoying each other's presence.

The music changed to something slow and Josie perked up. She pulled me from the table and found a nice out of the way place nearby. She began slowly swaying, her hands around my waist. I put my hands on her hips and moved with her. For the longest time I simply lost myself in those baby blue eyes. The look she gave me was a mix of intensity and adoration. Eventually she pulled herself closer, putting her hands up my back and resting her head on my shoulder.

"You've been really amazing tonight, you know that don't you?" She whispered. Her breath on my neck sent shivers down my spine. I just mumbled something nonsensical.

"And it won't be long before I lose you to Esther or Denise...or both. I've never seen them take to a guy like this." More shivers.

"You're not going to lose me to anyone, sis." I managed to get out. I really wasn't sure what was going on. I knew right then, in my heart, I would pick Josie over either of her roommates without hesitation. But I also knew she was very drunk, and probably didn't realize how she was coming off. Or would even remember this in the morning. But what I said seemed to placate her.

"Hmmmm...I hope that's true." She said in a dreamy voice.

The music had long since changed, but we were in our own world. We didn't stop until I saw Esther and Denise returning. I tapped my sister and she opened her eyes to see her friends approaching. They both had huge grins, but it was obvious they were pretty tired.

"Shall I take my ladies home?" I said, cheesily.

As we left, Josie never let go of my arm. She leaned on me the whole way and as we waited for a cab, way to tired (and in their cases, drunk) to walk back. Not wanting to wait for one of those van sized cabs, we crammed into the back, with Josie on my lap in the middle. Surrounded by so much exquisite female flesh...and my sisters tight tushy bouncing on my lap. Lets just say that I hoped she was drunk enough not to notice the thing poking her rear.

We made it to the building, and stumbled inside. The girls all decided that they wanted to rinse off all of the sweat they had built up. My sister disappeared into her bathroom and I couldn't help but notice that Denise and Esther went into their bathroom together. I putted around the living room to give Josie some privacy, until I heard noises of pleasure coming from Esther and Denise. My erection from the cab returned. Not wanting to get caught in an awkward situation, I retreated to Josie's room.

I had just gotten undressed and ready for bed when I heard a moan from Josie's bathroom. I jumped up, to make sure she was OK. The door was cracked open a few inches so I could peak in. The sight that greeted me showed that she was more than OK. Her bathroom is one of those with a big hot tub-like bath. Currently Josie was sitting up on the edge, leaning against the tiled wall. Her head was thrown back and eyes closed. One hand fondled a very erect nipple topping her firm breast. The other was placed between her long, lithe, and widely spread legs slowly rubbing her tightly trimmed pussy.

I was surprised that I didn't faint! I was also surprised that my brain wasn't telling me to quit watching. Instead, I stood there with my dick quickly poking through the fly of my boxers. Minutes went by. Her legs would sometimes quiver when she'd rub herself just right. She continued to moan lightly. At some point, my hand found my cock and began to stroke unconsciously.

As she began to build, she slipped a finger into herself. Shortly after, she inserted another. Her movements sped up. Her moans changed to stifled cries as she pumped faster and faster. My own hand went on auto pilot and matched her. I couldn't believe this was happening. With everything that had happened tonight, and now being capped by the most erotic sight I had ever laid eyes on. The way she arched her back and swiveled her hips. The tone of her pleasure sounds went right to my aching cock. I knew that this was my sister, and it was wrong. But I couldn't help it.

She finally reached her peak, and managed to shock me even further. As her orgasm raced through her, causing her hips to buck, she cried out "Ooooooh, Briiiiiaaaan!" As she came down, my own impending release approached. She slowly opened her eyes and looked right into mine. She smiled wickedly, and I realized I had been caught, my hand immediately leaving my erection. But instead of freaking out, she just looked at me and mouthed the word 'cum'. And I did. Without even touching myself, my cock exploded, shooting my considerable load all over the door.

When the last shot fired, Josie got out of the tub and grabbed a towel. She moved toward my frozen form. Opening the door, she slowly wiped my cum from the door, tossed it towards the hamper (missing), and stumbled to the bed. Plopping down naked and face first.

At this point, blood returned to my brain and started making sense of things. I remembered that the girls were VERY drunk. Josie leaning on me at the end of the night may have been because she could barely walk. She probably wouldn't remember any of this. I gently slid into bed and she turned toward me with a warm smile. But her expression showed that she was half gone already. I laid on my back and tried to let her pass out and let myself try and ignore the fact that she was naked. She quickly went out, but not before scooting against me and laying her head on my chest. And with that, she was gone with a contented sigh.

I must have laid there for a couple of hours, not able to shut my brain off so I could sleep even though my body was exhausted. Thoughts of what I had done. What I had seen. What did it mean that she called out my name? Had she known I was there? What would she do when she woke up sober and realized she was in bed with me naked? I tried (and failed) to stop thinking about how she looked...her angelic form. In my memories she almost glowed. And I felt horrible for thinking that her soft cheek and warm breath on my bare chest was the most heavenly feeling I had even experienced.

My brain finally burned itself out and sleep enveloped me. I slept like the dead. No dreams, waking up, or anything. When I finally woke, the sun was up, and I was alone. My brain immediately worried about how my sister had responded when she woke. To prolong the confrontation I took a long shower and dressed. Cautiously emerging into the living room, I found the three roommates chatting away at the breakfast bar. They stopped when they noticed me, each grinning like a Cheshire cat. Denise and Esther were still in their pajamas, which is to say mostly naked. Josie had on a pair of shorts and a simple but form fitting t-shirt and cute little tennis shoes.

"So, the one that drinks the least takes the longest to recover." Esther teased.

"Who knew our man was such a lightweight?" Denise laughed in her cute little accent. I blushed shyly, but didn't speak. I felt like if I spoke, last night would suddenly be brought up.

Josie got up and brought me a McDonald's bag. "McGriddles. Your Favorite if I remember correctly." He smile was sweet and certainly didn't show any hint signs of being upset. "Come on. I want to take you to Central Park. You can eat on the way."

Now I was worried. Was she putting on an act till she could get me alone? If so, she was a dang good actress. I briefly thought about coming up with an excuse not to go, until I realized that I was already obediently following her out the door like a puppy dog. Denise and Esther called out to us as we left, saying goodbye.

Under the pretense of eating, I delayed any conversation. Which Josie seemed fine with. She simply took my arm in hers and enjoyed the morning air. The walk to the park was short, and soon we were enveloped by the green. It was like we were teleported out of the city. My sister took me a grassy spot in the shade far enough away from the main paths for privacy, but not so far that you can't see people going by.

"I come here often. To people watch." She mused. Her voice still sounded normal. No hint of anger.

"Yeah, I love people watching too." I responded lamely. I could only be mute for so long. Minutes passed as we watched people walk, bike, and roller blade by.

"So, you're not going to bring it up, are you?" She asked, without taking her eyes from the passers by. The way she asked was still light. No upset tones.

"Um...bring what up?" I asked, playing dumb. Maybe she just meant about whether I enjoyed the night out with the girls.

"Hmmmm...maybe the part where you peaked in on me masturbating? Or the part where I caught you beating off while you watched me? Or the part where you crawled into bed with your naked sister?" She finally turned to look at me and she had a big grin.

Suddenly, a light came on in my head. When she said 'caught'. I thought the same word when she opened her eyes after her orgasm. I had originally thought I had been caught, as in 'red handed'. Now I was thinking that maybe I had been caught, as in a trap! Now facts were sliding into place. As realization spread to my face, she laughed lightly.

"Wait a second! Why was the bathroom door cracked open in the first place? And why were you sitting on the edge and not down in the water? Did you say my name just to mess with me?"

"Oh, now I'm on trial?" She said, jokingly. She was still perfectly calm. "Well, let's see. The door was cracked because I knew that after how worked up you got my roomies, they would definitely be joining in on some activities that would make you nervous and drive you back into our bedroom. Heck, I would have joined them, if you weren't here-"

"Wait? You're gay? THAT'S why you haven't had a boyfriend in a few years?" I interrupted.

"No." She smiled. "I'm just open to enjoying life from any angle. And I haven't had a boyfriend because I have been waiting for mister right to come around."

"But let's save that conversation for later. I was answering your other questions. So, I left the door open knowing you would eventually be in our room and hoping you would get curious." My eyes widened, which caused her smile to grow. "I was on the edge of the tub because you wouldn't be able to SEE anything if was in the water. And I said your name because I was thinking of you when I got off." She finished matter-of-factly.

I was stunned. All kinds of thoughts raced through my head.

"And before you start thinking it," She chided "Everything that happened before we got home was genuine. The only reason you didn't end up in either Esther or Denise's bed is because I asked them to hold off. You pretty much, literally, charmed the pants off of all of us."

I blushed deeply, so she reached out and took my hand it hers. I felt tingles up my arm as she stroked it softly. She didn't say anything for a while, letting things sink in.

"So, uh, you wanted me to, um, watch you?" I asked lamely.

"MMmmmm, more than just watch." She purred. I felt my pulse rate double. "Last night was just testing the waters, so to speak." The back of my brain was freaking the fuck out! But the gentleness in her voice and way she held my hand reassuringly kept me calm.

"More? Like what?" I croaked.

Without hesitating, she leaned in and kissed me. Unlike my first night, it was a much fuller kiss. Those soft lips pressed mine and worked gently against me. Without needed to think it, I kissed her back, returning the same gentleness. Her lips parted and I felt her tongue slowly snake into my mouth. It found mine and we began to softly duel.

I followed her lead as our soothing, lingering kiss continued. I was having a hard time holding back. There were rivers of passion I was barely containing. But for some reason, I felt like she was too. Perhaps it was a hint of labored breathing. Perhaps the occasional more aggressive tongue movement. Either way, she was using this to answer my question, so she was in the lead.

After a blissful eternity, she broke our kiss. As she pulled back, I opened my eyes for the first time. Hers were still closed. She took a deep breath and a contented look washed across her face. She finally opened her eyes and gazed at me, glittering as they seemed to moisten. I felt as though she were holding back tears.

"Does that answer your question?" She said, her voice having a slight tremble. I nodded slowly as I took it in. The night before she had shown me her sexual side...a side she obviously wanted to share with me. Just now she had shown me her loving side. Specifically how much she loved me. Not just as a brother, but as a man.




Big Sister in the City



And I looked at her now...she was trembling slightly. Always so confident, I realized that she had just put herself out on a limb. She had bared herself to me and now I had the power to quiet her fears or level her. But the latter wasn't even a possibility. For so long I had looked up to her, respected her, admired her, cherished her. And now I knew that I loved her. Feelings I had pushed down into a little ball, as I tried to ignore them out of guilt...and the thought of rejection if I ever made them known...feelings now bubbling to the surface. Feelings she obviously had as well and put herself on the line, even under fear of losing someone she cared so much about.

I reached out and gently pulled her against my chest. She took several quick gasping breaths and shuddered against me as I broke the tension. She had obviously been on the brink of tears. I caressed her softly, suddenly feeling confident and strong as I comforted my normally so in control sister. Control she allowed herself to lose as she trickled tears of joy onto my chest.

We must have sat like that for fifteen minutes before she sat up, wiped her tears and put her glasses back on. And then, she was Josie again. Ready to rule the world. She stood, pulled me up, and we walked hand in hand from the park.

We must have strolled through the city for hours, mostly quiet and simply enjoying each other's presence, before Josie pulled me into a quaint little eatery for lunch. We chatted casually while we waited for our food. I felt like I would burst with happiness. Like a light switch, Josie was right back to herself. At large and in charge. And I realized I was myself too. Not the awkward guy I had been since I got here. So much of that shyness was worry and wonder about how things would be with this woman. Now that I knew, I was on top of the world.

I should also mention that we didn't just chat. We were constantly holding hands, and Josie regularly rubbed her gorgeous legs against mine. I think she knew how much her legs had always turned me on, and enjoyed teasing me.

After the food arrived, I decided to re-engage a long standing tradition between us: The ability to talk about anything.

"So, whose tits do you like better? Esther's or Denise's?" I grinned.

"Denise's tits are firmer and bigger. But Esther's nipples are better." She answered without missing a beat. She looked at me as to say 'Is that all you got?' Then she fired back. "Whom would you like to fuck more?"

"You." I said before she had even finished. She turned the slightest pink. I had tripped her up! But she regained her composure immediately.

"Don't you worry. You won't be getting much sleep tonight, sweetie." She laughed. 

"But seriously," I started after I quit chuckling "How did things start with you three?"

"Well, you know I met Esther in one of my classes. It really did just start out as a friendship. And then we roomed together. And then, after I had a really horrible date, I decided to get drunk and feel sorry for myself. Esther started out comforting me, telling me how stupid men were, 'blah blah blah'. But as I got drunker, she slowly got bolder. Next thing I knew, we were making out. And when I woke up hung over the next morning, I was naked in bed with her. I realized that not only was I not freaked out, I really enjoyed it."

"As for Denise, Esther and I met her at a club. She had been watching us all night, said that were were really hot, and bluntly asked to go home with us. Now, could YOU say no two those basketballs?"

"I'm pretty sure I would kill someone if 'They' asked me, too." I grinned. Josie laughed loudly.

"I know, right? Anyway, the three of us definitely made some noise that night. I didn't expect anything to come of it. Kinda like a one night stand. But a few days later, Denise asked me out to lunch and we got along great. The three of us have been as thick as thieves ever since."

"So, do you still like guys?"

"I like you, don't I? But, yes I still find guys attractive. I just think that most of them are idiots. And it's not like I go trolling for girls. I think Esther, Denise and I just have a special connection."

I tried to stifle a laugh as a thought came to me.

"What's so funny?"

"I was just imagining the look on mom's face if I called and told her all of the evil things the 'big city' has made you do."

"Oh! You should totally call her and tell her what a den of debauchery this place is. And that your big sister is leading you down the dark side. She'd have a heart attack!"

After lunch, we took in some sights and hit a movie. I really enjoyed the latter. Having my sister snuggling up to me the whole time felt wonderful. The whole day felt like a date. It was weird, in that this was a person I already knew better than I knew anyone. But at the same time, it was like a first date. After the movie, we went to dinner. Lots of flirting and innuendo. And eventually heading home. I had to point out to her that it only took two days for me to already see this place as home.

When we reached the door, she went to open it, and I stopped her. She turned back to me and looked at me confused. I quickly but gently took her face in my hands and kissed her deeply. Not the soft slow kiss we had shared earlier. This was kiss was hot and heavy. Our lips mashed against each other firmly, our tongues swirled and probed. Every now and then Josie would moan or growl in her throat, as her breathing began to quicken.

After several minutes, she pulled my hands from her face and pulled in closer, throwing her arms behind my back. My hands went to her hips but rather quickly I decided to be bold and let one hand drift to her amazing ass. I cupped it, feeling its wonderful firmness. She moaned deeply and jammed her tongue down my throat in response.

My sister's breathing became labored and her hands alternated between raking my back and runner her fingers into my hair. We were pressed so tightly together that I could feel the twin bullets of her nipples poking my chest. After a few more minutes, Josie forcefully broke our embrace. She stared at me with a burning look as she caught her breath. Then she grabbed my hand and quickly pulled me into the house, moving straight to our room. As I dragged behind, I noticed Esther and Denise looking at us with huge grins. I waggled my eyebrows at them, which started them hooting and whistling.

Once inside, Josie slammed the door behind us, and quickly began removing her clothes. I don't know if she was just so out of patience she didn't want to bother something slower, or if you knew that I generally preferred to get right to business. Either way, she was naked in no time flat. I had been disrobing myself, left only with my pants, when she finished. Seeing her naked up close and not peeking through a few inches of bathroom door froze me in my tracks. Her perfect skin, firm breasts, thick nipples pointing at me, and nicely trimmed pubic hair leading to her pussy had me in awe.

"Hey." She said, snapping me from my thoughts. "Enough ogling. I want to see if what I saw last night is really as impressive as I drunkenly remember."

I knew I had no need to be modest in this area. While I'm not the biggest guy ever, I am definitely well above average. Hadn't been with a girl yet who wasn't impressed. I grabbed the waistband of my pants and boxers and pulled the both down in one fell swoop. Her smile widened.

"Ohhhh, I remembered correctly." She cooed as she stepped up to me. She grabbed my dick in one hand and threw her other arm around my neck and kissed me passionately while she gently rubbed my cock. As we kissed, I moved her backward to the bed, gently laying her down when we reached it.

I changed from kissing her mouth and moved to her neck, sometimes kissing or licking gently at her ear. She moaned and panted as I kissed her, her fingers entwining with my hair and softly clawing my back. Of of my hand began caressing her fabulous leg, working slowly to her inner thigh.

I moved my mouth lower, slowly kissing and licking my way to her breasts. Finding one generous nipple, I rolled her rock hard bud between my lips, alternating between sucking and licking and occasionally a light bite. Her moans continued to increase in intensity, peaking when my hand found the moist lips of her sex. I gently rubbed it, sometimes inserting a finger and briefly probing, other times stimulating her engorged clit.

Suddenly she pulled me up, looking at me with need. "I need you in me. Now...please!" She begged. Not one to let a woman in need down, I moved up as she spread he legs. I lined up my throbbing manhood, teasing her a bit by rubbing the swollen head against her pussy. She moved her hips, trying to capture me in her opening. deciding I had teased her enough, I pushed forward enveloping myself in the burning folds of her pussy. Before I was halfway in, I felt her pussy grip me tightly as her back arched off the bed. She cried out; her hand clutching at the sheets.

I needn't have waited for a signal to continue. As soon as she recovered, she threw her legs around me, and pulled me down for a sloppy kiss. I knew then that she didn't want any more slow and gentle. I plunged the rest of my length into her depths causing her to grunt. I pulled out then quickly thrust forward with Josie's hips meeting my thrust. As we repeated this, my sister continued to cry out and moan. I loved that she was a loud lover. It spurred me on.

I kept going, in and out. Her heels bouncing on my ass. She moaned and groaned beneath me gripping the sheets tightly and calling out "Oh God, Brian! So good!". She was pretty damn good herself. The velvety contractions covering my cock we quickly bringing me to the edge. It certainly didn't help that this was my sister and I was more turned on than I had never been. I was actually surprised I had lasted this long. But, considering that Josie seemed to be heading towards her second big 'O', I certainly didn't feel bad.

I did my best to hold off, wanting to cum at the same time as she did. And the time arrived. Her legs gripped me tightly as she wailed "Ooooooh! Briiiiiiaaaaan! Fuck me!" And that was it. I unloaded into her, pumping shot after shot deep within her. She grabbed me with her arms and pulled me flat against her as we both finished cumming. She shivered under me, her breath uneven as I grunted the last of my juice into her.

We lay there a few minutes, just catching our breaths. That's when I heard clapping from the living room. Josie must have heard it too, as we both laughed exhaustedly. I pushed myself up and looked down into her eyes. They shone at me intently. After a few moments we simultaneously whispered "I love you" and then laughed again. I kissed her softly on the lips, and then rolled onto my back before pulling her against me.

"I can't imagine how things could be any better." I mused as I lay there, stroking her hair.. She chuckled.

"Sweetheart, much like out new life together, tonight has only just begun." She whispered into my ear. I felt a stirring down below and realized that she was most certainly right.



Big Sister's Big Toy



Tim Brady was old enough to finish high school, but he still didn't think that there was anything at all strange about spying on his older sister. It was easy to do. Their rooms were across the hall from each other, and the doors had old fashioned locks, with big fat keyholes. A curious young man could peek right through the keyhole and into his sister's room. Most days the view was boring, just the same old posters of rockstars, scattered cds, rumpled clothes and empty slurpie cups. Tim wasn't sure why he got such a kick out of watching her, but he knew that it was exciting. He got a strange thrill watching her when she thought she were alone.

The two siblings were only a year apart, Lisa was older, and working part time at a clothing store downtown. She was prim and proper, and kept her strawberry-blonde hair up in a ponytail. She always said that short skirts looked trashy, and she never wore low tops or tight clothing. Still, she'd inherited her mom's curves, and they were impossible to hide. Tim had definitely noticed her burgeoning womanhood. Family vacations and days to the beach had become more distracting than they used to be, and he found himself sneaking glimpses of her plump new breasts and rounded ass. He had to admit that maybe his motives for spying on his sister weren't entirely pure.

She'd always been uptight, and he knew that she'd be shocked if she caught him peeking. He was the problem-child, not her, and it was always him that came home with skinned knees, lost his school books or got caught stealing chocolate from the freezer. Maybe that was why he, despite being old enough to drive, saw nothing shocking about kneeling on the floor at his sister's door, and peeking through a keyhole. 

Inside the room, Lisa had been getting ready for bed. Before Tim had taken up his post outside the door, she had come into her room wearing a thick, fluffy beach towel. She was still fresh and rosy from her shower. She'd had a long day at work, and made it even longer by running a few quick errands on the way home. Dinner and a long shower had relaxed her though, and left her with a warm, lazy glow. 

Tim tucked his palms under his knees and squirmed for a better view. He could see the centre of the room, but whenever his sister strayed to the edges where the dressers or the shelves were he lost his view. He watched with his heart in his throat as she reached behind her to unknot the towel, and then, maddeningly, stepped outside of his view. All he caught was a flash of pink skin and the sight of a fluffy towel crumpling to the floor.

It just wasn't fair. He sighed, and then, a second later, winced, realising that she might hear. But if she did, she didn't show it. Inside the room there was a shuffling sound of clothes as Lisa dug through her dresser. When she re-emerged in front of the peep hole she was wearing a filmy nightgown. She'd grown up some since first getting the gown, and at the bottom it barely fell past her hips, while on top, her breasts bulged against the fabric.

Tim watched anxiously as his sister went through her routine and tied up the room a bit. Then, against all hope, she bent to pick up the forgotten towel, and he got his first precious glimpse of her perfect round ass, and the soft cleave of her teen-aged cunt beneath it. His first glimpse of a real girl's pussy only lasted a second, but he'd remember it forever. She kept it trimmed and shaved, so that it was smooth and bald, and he had just the slightest glimpse of curly red hairs between the soft swell of her thighs. Then it was gone, and Lisa hitched her nightgown back down, threw the towel in the dirty laundry and finished getting ready for bed.

The next few minutes were hell for her brother, who was desperately waiting for another slip, and another stolen glimpse. It didn't matter that it was his sister, and it didn't matter how guilty he felt. He wanted to see those forbidden fruits again, the ones that had previously only existed on computer screens and stolen magazines.

While her brother thought guilty thoughts, Lisa finished her routine. She turned off her computer,and set the alarm on her phone to get herself up for work in the morning. She paced around the room, tidying up, and settling down. For a while, it seemed that her poor brother would be disappointed. That's not how it was though. Luckily for her watcher, Lisa couldn't relax. She'd broken up with her boyfriend the week before, and without him around, she was constantly, intensely horny. It was unbelievable. She'd never have guessed that she'd miss sex so much; they didn't do it that often, and when they did it had always been sort of quick and disappointing. But now that she was single it was all Lisa could think about. it wasn't something she could talk about, her friends knew she had a boyfriend, but she'd never opened up about sex, and her family... well there were some things you just couldn't talk to them about. Still, Lisa was horny, and it had been all that she'd thought about at work all day.

That was why she'd stopped at the sex store on the way home. It was horribly embarrassing. The store was the kind of place that she was sure only sleazy old men went to, and she'd spent the entire time nervous and trembling as she picked through novelty props, dirty movies and sex toys, tons of different sex toys. She hadn't been able to stop blushing as she'd paid for her selection, but the girl at the counter chewed her gum and hardly looked up. Now Lisa was ready to try out her toy.

It was a dildo. But it wasn't just any dildo, it was a huge dildo. Lisa nervously tore the cardboard and plastic box apart, and drew out her new friend. Suddenly she felt overwhelmed. It hadn't looked so big in the store! Not by half! Sitting in her room, it seemed bigger than anything she'd ever seen. The heavy plastic dong was easily twice the size of her ex-boyfriend's cock, and was ridged and floppy, with a fat suction cup on the base and two fat plastic lumps like balls. It felt heavy in her hands, and despite her arousal, Lisa hesitated, chewing on her lip. Too much?

Outside the room, Tim shifted on his knees. His posture was totally uncomfortable, but that didn't matter, his sister was finally doing something worth spying on. He couldn't tell what it was Lisa had unwrapped, but the way she was eyeing whatever it was, it had to be something good. Lisa ran her fingers up the fake cock, measuring it with a caress. So long, so fat. She thumbed the little slit at the top, and wrapped her fist around the shaft, pumping it curiously, like it was a real boy's cock. Her fist fit around it, but her fingertips barely touched on the other side. Could she ever take something like that? Surely not. Even the thought sent her heart pounding and her breath quickened to catch up. She had to find out, but if she was going to take it, first she'd have to get it wet.

Tim squirmed. There was no way that his stuffy sister was holding what it looked like she was holding. His prim, perfect sister, kneeling on her bedroom floor, pumping a giant dildo? It was impossible. But there was no denying what his prying eyes saw. No way! It had to be a mistake. But then Lisa shattered any last lingering doubts, by lifting the dildo up to her mouth, and kissing the head of the huge prick. Very slowly she took the dildo into her mouth, slurping at the rounded head. The tip was the size of a fat plumb, but it wasn't too big. Her jaws yawned wide, and she took it into her mouth, feeding in the first inches until the blunt head nudge at the back of her throat. 

It wasn't enough. Lisa had to get the whole thing wet, and now, with the tip wedged between her pretty lips, it was like the fake cock was daring her. Could she swallow it? She knew girls did, but could she? 

Watching from outside the room, Tim squirmed. He knew it was wrong to watch, but his own cock wasn't listening. It was hard and stiff, aching at the fly of his jeans. He draped a hand over it, adjusting it to a more comfortable position. He should look away. But he couldn't tear his eyes from the sight inside the room.

Lisa closed her eyes, and tilted her head back, turning her face up to the ceiling. She took a deep breath. Inch by inch she slid the cock deeper into her mouth. It was impossibly thick, but it slid easily past her pink lips and nudged under her tonsils. Her gag reflex started to kick in as it filled her throat, and Lisa knew it was now or never. With a final thrust, she punched that thick shaft down into her throat. 

Tim watched in shock as his sister's neck bulged obscenely with the nine inches of dildo crammed inside. The world had closed into just that scene. All he could see was his sister, so sure that nobody was looking that she'd utterly debase herself with a plastic toy.

Lisa knew she'd taken the entire dick when the fake rubber-balls rested came to rest against her chin. Her eyes bulged, and the shaft pressed against the back of her throat so that she thought she'd puke, but the tingle between her thighs told her she loved it. She couldn't hold it though. Panicking for a second, Lisa tried to suck air, and couldn't. Frantic, she drew the dildo out like a sword swallower finishing an act, and sucked in air to replace it. She'd done it! Not the kind of thing you could show off, but she'd done it! Panting, she caught a sight of herself in her dresser mirror, and didn't recognise the girl she saw. Lisa was utterly dishevelled: long strings of saliva kept her connected to the fake cock, and her nipples begging to escape her flimsy nightgown. It was totally obscene.

It wasn't over though. As far as Lisa was concerned, she'd barely begun. Now more than ever she needed to feel that cock inside her. The suction cup would make it easy. That's what it was there for right? Except that her floor was carpet, and the dildo wouldn't stick. Still breathing hard, she searched the room. An old Biology text would be perfect. With a big lick she wet the dildo's suction cup and smacked it down onto the glossy cover of the high-school textbook. Seconds later she was kneeling over the spit-soaked rubber cock with bent knees. Her legs trembled as she sank down onto the massive sex toy, spearing it into her teen-aged cunt. Lisa's pussy-lips spread to accommodate its girth, stretching and pulling at the wet plastic. Inch after inch of the cock sunk into her, and as the pleasure shot through her. If she hadn't just swallowed that same toy, Lisa never would have known she could take it. It split her like nothing she'd ever felt before, driving deep into the centre of her aching need.

As she sank to the base of the toy, Lisa's lips stretched and her knees trembled, her dimpled ass flexing for her secret watcher. Soon her vanishing act was complete. Her sweat-soaked butt cheeks were pressed against the Biology text, and the dildo's full nine inches were hidden inside her greedy pussy. After she caught her breath, Lisa lifted herself up, and dropped her weight again, letting the dildo's slippery shaft appear and disappear in a quickening rhythm. Soon she was deliriously fucking the toy, totally caught up in the wanton act.

Outside, Tim watched his sister's cunt spread wide with each thrust, swallowing the toy. Above that stuffed cunt hole, Lisa's asshole winked back at him, tight and brown. He'd never thought about it as a sexy part of a girl before, but on her it was perfect. He was totally enraptured with the way that his sister's tiny sphincter squeezed tight and bulged as each thrust of the toy pushed her insides outward. 

Somewhere along the line, Tim's hand had found its way back into his lap, and he'd begun stroking herself through his jeans. His cock was thick and swollen, at least as big as the one his sister was impaled on, he was sure. His mind was racing, imaging what it would be like if he was someone else -- someone brave enough to barge in through that door and offer her his very real, very erect cock. He imagined her lips around it as she fucked the toy, his throbbing length buried deep in her gagging throat. His forehead was pressed to the door jam, and he stared in stunned silence, caught in the obscene act before him and the electric pleasure he felt each time his hand grazed the bulge in his jeans.

Lisa's breasts shook and heaved under her thin nightgown, and her mouth hung open as she flung herself at the cock again and again. It didn't take long at all for her to cum, shaking and jerking at the cock. She bit her lip, smothering a cry of pleasure that shot up into her brain as she sank to the base of the cock again. Suddenly, it was too much, and she was losing her balance and cumming all at once. A squeal escaped Lisa's tightly sealed lips, a high keening, "Yeeep!" that made Tim cringe in the hallway. Lisa fell forward onto her knees, shaking and moaning and biting down on her knuckles as the orgasm washed over her.

The last thing Tim saw stuck in his head, the image of his sister, on hands and knees, the cock jutting from her spasming cunt, as juice rolled down her thighs and her asshole clenched and winked with each jolt of passion. His own horniness was overwhelming, a tight, driving need in his gut. He only had a few seconds, but he managed to unsnap the top button of his jeans and thrust his hand in. He'd made himself cum before, alone in his room, but never like this. All it took was a grasp and a few frantic jerks and he was there, wet seed spilling out over his hand and into his shorts. The whole time his eyes never left the keyhole, or the sight of his sister lying there, panting, a dildo protruding from her cunt like king Arthur's sword, begging for him to pull it free and replace with his own aching meat. 

Afterward, Tim stumbled back to his room, grateful to have escaped detection and still shaking with the aftermath of his own orgasm. He was sticky, tired and vaguely ashamed, but he knew he'd be back. After what he'd seen, he'd be kidding if he thought he could stay away. 



Big Sister's Summer Love



Author's note: This is a piece of incest fantasy fiction, and intended for adults only. If you are under the age of 18, or this subject matter offends you in any way, please leave this page immediately. All characters portrayed are 18 years or older.

- Jerrai



On the day I came home from college last summer, the first thing that hit me was how much my little brother, Robbie, had changed in a year. Puberty had worked its final wonders on him. Even though I was three years older, he now towered over me by almost a full foot. His shoulders had broadened and his chest thickened, yet he retained a boyishness that still made him adorable and precious.

Better still, the kid pretty much gushed at my return. He went on and on about how much he missed me, and how happy my coming home had made him. He promised his pesky little-brother behaviors were behind him, which made me laugh, and he even gave me a small leather journal for writing, which was quite unexpected and sweet. I have to confess, I was utterly charmed.

For the first week we did a lot of family things with Mom and Dad, driving out to the cabin, and spending a few days with the Grandparents. Most of that time was spent laughing with my little brother in endless conversation.

It was really kind of strange. We'd never been that close. We spent half our lives together getting on each other's nerves – your basic brother/sister bickering. Now, after all those years of mutual aggravation, we made time to get to know one another for real. I was surprised to find that we had practically the same taste in bands and movies, we were both internet geeks, we loved to read and shared many favorite books in common. The once bratty pain-in-my-ass had morphed into a super-cool and interesting guy. I was both confused and thrilled.

The following week, Robbie and I got to spend even more time together. Mom and Dad went back to work and left us to our own designs. We went to the movies a lot, and then hung out at the coffee house to dissect them afterwards. We spent a lot of time at the comic book store, and he blushed as he told me later how all his nerd friends were totally jealous that he had such a "totally hot" sister.

For reasons I understand better now, this casual comment went though me like an electric spark. Robbie and I had already been lightly and innocently flirting a little here and there, but in this case, I sensed clearly that the words were his and not his nerdy pals. It dawned on me, clear as day, that my little brother had a crush on me.

I understood the laws of taboo: brothers weren't supposed to compliment their big sisters in such a manner, but he made this small, devious effort to skirt the rule. I adored him for the effort, and I actually felt myself swoon a bit.

It really forced me to think about the time we'd been spending together, and it struck me suddenly that Robbie had become, in a way, a sort of summer boyfriend. The thought did not repulse me in the least. In fact, as soon as the epiphany struck, I felt my pussy throb and grow liquidy-warm.

Something clicked inside me. I pretty much made up my mind right then: I was going to let my little brother fuck me if he wanted. I thought I'd even try to encourage him.

That night Robbie went out with his nerd buddies. I hung with the folks for a bit of TV, and then went upstairs to my room to surf the web. I searched Literotica.com, and was pleasantly surprised to see that incest stories were quite popular. There were hundreds of hot brother/sister tales. My slit grew wet and horny as I began to read. I pulled my panties over my ankles and kicked them aside. The next couple of hours I poured over incest stories while casually fingering my wet hole.

Later I heard Robbie come in, but it was late. To tell the truth, now that I had made up my mind to seduce him, I started to feel a little nervous. I realized I hadn't put any real thought into my wicked plot, so I did nothing as Robbie closed the door to his room.

After about ten minutes or so, he suddenly popped up on Skype. I was debating about texting him when he nudged me on the screen.

Bro: u still up?

Sis: yeah

Bro: what u do tonight?

Sis: oh, just hung out with the 'rents, then read smut on the net!

Bro: lol sounds like more fun than my night

Sis: ur d&d party was a drag?

Bro: ha, totally. sausage fest.

Sis: lol. no sausage here. u wanna come hang out in my room for a while?

My little brother didn't even reply. Almost immediately I heard a faint tap at my door. As my pussy began to hum with incestuous desire, I answered.

The tension between us was obvious. Things suddenly got all weird and awkward, as if we both knew my intentions. We were clumsy, red-faced and giggly. I asked him to come in, and closed the door. He sat in my computer chair and I sat on the edge of my bed. We blushed and said nothing for a few moments.

Robbie looked down, and saw my panties on the floor. I laughed them off nervously, "Ha, I was wearing those before I started reading dirty stories."

He giggled, and then gulped loudly. 

I decided that if I was going to seduce my little brother, there wouldn't be a better opportunity than now. I swallowed the last of my fear and went for it.

I laid out on my bed, letting my skirt ride up my thigh. I chewed on my pinkie seductively, and told my brother that the last story I read was still on my browser if he was curious. It was an especially hot little brother/sister fuck romp, and I figured his reaction would serve as a fair gauge whether or not my wicked plot was doomed.

He turned to the screen and read. It didn't take long to get my answer, and it was the best possible outcome I could imagine.

"I love this story," he said. "It's already in my collection on my porn drive."

I had to laugh. "Really? You've read this?"

He blushed slightly, and nodded.

We looked into each other's eyes from across the room. I smiled seductively at him, and then patted the bed beside me.

My little brother lit up. His face was crimson, but his smile wide and obvious. He must have sensed that his big sister was going to put out. He shifted to the bed beside me, his pants bulging with an obvious erection. My pussy gushed at the sight, and I knew that my little brother would be mine.

I hooked my bare leg over his. I knew he now had a clear view of slick wet pussy beneath my short skirt. 

"Do you think I'm pretty, Robbie?" 

He nodded, "God yes. You're absolutely gorgeous Lexi."

"Do you... do you ever think about me when you read those dirty stories in your collection?"

He looked me straight in the eye and said without a pause or stutter, "Every time, sis."

There was only a two beat pause before I moved in to kiss my little brother. Our lips met firmly, without shame. I opened my mouth and his tongue eased over mine in a loving caress. Now unleashed, our desire suddenly kicked up a notch and we tangled up in a knot of limbs and passion. Our lips danced together and we inhaled each other's hot breath. We made out for a long time, savoring our forbidden lust.

I broke off our kiss long enough to strip off my top. I unhooked my bra, and my tits bounced free. My little brother smiled his approval and went at them with his tongue. He pinched and teased my right nipple, feeling it harden in response. He sucked it between hip lips and played it gently with his tongue against his teeth. I moaned my approval. 

He laid me down, and unzipped my jean skirt. He pulled it over my long legs and now I was spread buck naked before my brother. He pulled off his shirt, and I pounced on him, straddling his hips. I leaned in and kissed him, and then offered up my titties for his mouth. He squeezed them together, and licked firmly at one nipple and then the other.

I pushed him back down and asked him with a wicked grin, "So little brother, tell me... have you fucked a girl before?"

Robbie smiled up at me, "As a matter of fact, my dear big sister, you will have the honor of being my first!"

I stuck my tongue in his mouth again, and then breathed into his ear, "Knowing I'm going to take your cherry makes my pussy fucking wet."

I crawled off his lap, and wrapped my hand over the awesome bulge in my brother's pants. He gasped with obvious pleasure as I stroked him through the cloth. 

"Mmmmmm nice," I murmured. "Let's see what we're going to be working with here, hmm?"

I unzipped his pants, and popped the button. The cotton boxer-briefs could barely restrain the massive arc of my brother's erection. There was a stain where gobs of pre-cum had already soaked his underwear. This incredible sight made me gasp aloud.

"Holy shit, Robbie!" 

His pride showed across his face and twitched beneath the cotton of his shorts. I hooked my fingers in the waistband and pulled them down. My little brother's wonderful prick bobbed free, engorged to a bright crimson and hard as steel. We both whimpered for our own reasons.

I wrapped my small hand around my brother's meat. The flesh was hot to the touch. He mumbled grunts of ecstasy over my awestruck cooing.

"It's... it's beautiful, little brother," I mumbled.

I did not fear his size. Robbie stifled a surprised cry as I leaned in and took the full length of his cock into my mouth. On the first stroke, my nose hit fuzzy pubic hairs as his rod choked off my throat. I relaxed as best I could, and with my mouth utterly stuffed with my little brother's cock, I began to slide my tongue all over his shaft. I felt my face go red as I strained with very little oxygen. My nostrils flared and gulped what air they could. I had to breathe, so I released Robbie's dick with a gasp for air.

Strings of spit and drool stretched out from his cockhead to my lips, my face already glazed with my oral efforts. I slurped his rod back into my mouth and began to give my brother head in earnest. Clutching the base of his cock with my hand, I bobbed my head all over his sweet dick, lashing him with my tongue, sucking him deep down my throat with my lips wrapped around his girth. I found a rhythm, and slowed down a bit. My brother sighed with delight, and clutched his hands into my hair. He found my groove, and as his hands and cock joined the rhythm, he began to pant and groan with pleasure.

Truth be told, I've never been much into blow jobs. I typically did the deed to get a boy hard, and once that was accomplished, it was time to fuck. Not so with Robbie. Maybe it was the size of his dick, or maybe it was the naughty act of incest, but the sensation of his cock stuffed into my mouth was wonderfully sexual for me. I loved sucking my little brother's fat cock!

Still, my pussy began to whimper for attention. My thighs glistened with my own juices and I swear I could feel my cunt muscles flexing in want of my brother's cock. I gave his dick one last lap, and then straddled his hips once again.

"It's time for my little brother to lose his cherry! Are you ready?"

His adorable face twisted up with the sort of lust only teenage virgins understood. He nodded his head emphatically as I positioned my dripping slit over the head of his dick. I rocked my hips, sliding my wet pussy over my brother's swollen dickhead. It felt wonderful. The fact this was incest only added to the lust I felt swirling around my entire body. 

I grabbed Robbie's dick and squeezed it against my wet hole. 

"Ready?" I whispered.

My brother was an inarticulate mess. He only moaned a response, but I knew the answer was yes. I pushed my hips down, and felt my brother's cock squeeze up inside my tight pussy. His hard prick filled me all the way up, nudging my very womb. My inner muscles tensed and squeezed in response, making me sigh with delight.

I rocked my hips. I could almost feel my cunt milking his seminal fluids. I pushed my hips up. There was a juicy little slurp noise as his dick moved out of my slit. I sat back down on Robbie's dick, and his length again pushed up deep inside my body. He let out this sound, a half-growl like a tomcat in heat, and it was utterly adorable. His eyes glazed over, and his face flushed a deep red. The boy was obviously enjoying his first pussy, no doubt about it. It pleased me, and turned me on as well, to sexually please my sweet little brother.

I started to fuck him proper. My hips found a nice groove, and pistoned smoothly on his fat cock. I got physical. My hair flew about and my tits bounced. I clutched Robbie's shoulders and rode him fucking hard. My room echoed with muffled grunts, and the slap of my ass on his lap. I whispered my thanks that my parents were typically sound sleepers. Regardless, the bed was squeaking like goddamn siren, so I pulled my little brother to the floor, got on all fours, and invited him inside me with a wag of my little ass.

Robbie grabbed both cheeks and pierced my cunt from behind. The fuck noises slapped and echoed against my walls, but at least now the bed was silent. My little brother may have been a virgin, but he already seemed past that. While we fucked doggie-style, he took charge. He grabbed a fistful of my hair, and started to plow into me like some kind of grizzled sex-vet. We kept our voices down somewhat but the sex was so good, we were only half-way successful. My little brother fucked my tight pussy with a newly discovered gusto, and we were really getting off.

My orgasms arrived first. I felt my cunt muscles clutch Robbie's cock with a series of wonderful spasms. Two separate waves broke inside me, my eyes bugged wide and my body began to shake involuntarily with pleasure. Three more convulsions followed in quick secession. Robbie chuckled a bit when I picked my panties off the floor and stuffed them in my mouth to mute my cries of ecstasy. 

The violent climax that rocked my body set my little brother off in kind. I felt him clench up behind me, and for a moment or two, everything went quiet and still. Then all hell busted loose. Robbie's meat kicked hard deep inside me. His fingers dug into my ass, and a sort of gurgling noise escaped his lips. Suddenly, my womb swelled with my little brother's hot seed. He jerked and spat and moaned as hot creamy semen filled my freshly-fucked cunt. The feeling was marvelous. 

I took a few moments with Robbie to enjoy our climax. This had been an impetuous fuck driven by incestuous lust, so caution had been tossed to the wind. I kissed him on the forehead and then went to the bathroom to clean myself out as best I could. Tomorrow I would buy condoms.

So there you have it. That summer was wonderful, and my little brother and I had sex quite often following that night. The incest was wonderful. The most amazing thing about it all was how warm our relationship remained, even after I returned to college that fall. Our lives went their natural, separate ways - he got a girlfriend, I got a boyfriend – but things between us never got weird or awkward. We've stayed close and loving. It's true that incest can often split a family apart, but, as with Robbie and I, it can also bring a family closer together. That incestuous summer is still one of my fondest memories to this day.



Big sister's surprize



I was raised in the Pakistani city of Karachi, a geeky kid in a regular Pakistani family. By regular meaning that sex was a taboo subject that no one ever talked about and everyone was left to figure out the birds and the bees on their own. I think I was about 13 when I figured out that playing with my cock was a distinctly pleasurable experience. I used to lock myself in the bathroom for hours on end with magazines of pretty women and think about seeing them naked. I don’t think that I knew too much about sex to fantasize anything further than that. And these were regular magazines, mind you, because at that time I had no access to Playboy or other stuff like that. 
I was around 15 or 16 when I borrowed a Forum Letters book from one of my friends. The book was a revelation. I still now remember the one story about the mother teaching her virgin son the joys of sex. Actually all the stories in that book about incest were the ones that got me most stimulated. 
After a couple of years around the time when I was 18, I got my second initiation to the world of incest. We had moved by that time and I had new friends, and one of them had the movie “Taboo 2”. Again, seeing the brother nailing his sister, the son nailing his mother were probably the hottest scenes I have ever seen in a movie. 
I think that after that movie was the first time I started noticing my sister Saima in a sexual way. At 22, she was 4 years older than me. Saima was 5’3”, thin but not emaciated, black hair down her back to her ass, with a set of nice breasts that I until that time had never had the chance to see. I decided that I needed to change that little detail. I started to look for my chances, and once I noticed, the chances were all around me. Specifically, in keyholes and around partially closed drapes in the windows, of course when no one was around.
I remember the first time I caught sight of her naked body. She was getting ready for a shower, and I watched as she undressed. First the shirt, then the shameez (undershirt) was taken off, leaving her in a shalwar (baggy trousers) and bra. Next to go was her shalwar and I was thrilled that she wasn’t wearing any panties. She was turned around at that time and I could see her curvy ass. In the next seconds the bra came off and she turned around for my first glimpse of heaven. The sight of Saima's full breasts riding high and proud on her chest and her full bush sent an electric shock straight down to the tip of my instantly erect cock and my hand was involuntarily drawn to my cock masturbating furiously. 
I was still watching my big sister as she walked into the bathroom in her room and turned on the shower. Unfortunately she was partially hidden behind the door so I had to wait about 10 minutes until she finally came back in the room dripping water, with a towel in her hands. She proceeded to dry herself off, not noticing that twenty feet from her, her little brother was taking in her every curve as she patted herself dry. It wasn’t long after that when I reached the point of no return and orgasmed into the tissue in my hand. Up till that time, it was the strongest orgasm of my life, and I owed it all to my sexy bari baji (big sister). 
Time flew by after that for a while, and I continued to take my chances with trying to peek at her luscious body, even risking getting caught when other people were present in the house. But soon I got to thinking that I wanted to do much more than just watch. Watching incest movies at every opportunity and reading letters, even though they were fictional, about family members fucking each other got my mind in a daze, and I decided I had to try my luck. 
I started by being more daring when we were alone in the house. I would go to my room where fortunately I had an old TV and VCR to myself, and would watch porn movies with the volume slightly turned up. I was sure she could hear the noises coming from my room but she never brought up the subject and never interrupted me, even though I wished endlessly that she would open the door and watch me with my stiff cock in my hands. When that didn’t get her attention, I took a leaf from the letters that I had read over and over again. I would wait for her to come to wake me in the morning and pretend to be asleep while my cock was “accidentally” peeking through my shorts in full glory, erect with morning tumescence. The first couple of times she just turned around immediately and left without trying to wake me at all, but the third time she stayed a bit longer and then finally called out my name to wake me. Again, she never brought the subject up, and our dance continued. Looking back on it now however, it is obvious that I was not being completely ignored. There were no attempts to make sure the blinds were closed, and she was spending more time before showers being naked in her room where I had total visual access to her charms. I never however got a chance to see her playing with herself. 
I was almost beginning to think that as sexually mind-blowing as she was, she was completely asexual. However that perception was soon to change, and my life with my big sister was about to get stunningly changed forever.
It happened when we were left alone in the house for three days, as the other members of the family left for another city to attend a marriage. For me, it was another opportunity to ogle my sister’s tits and bush from behind the safety of closed doors, but thankfully she had other ideas for the two of us. The first indication I got was when I woke up the first day and went to the living room. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw baji casually sitting there watching TV in a figure hugging t-shirt and shorts. Now you have to understand that this was a girl who would never wear anything like that when there were other people around, and it was the first time I had seen her actually in a t-shirt. It was probably a new one that she had recently bought for herself, and it was obviously too small for her. Her breasts were perfectly outlined and the cloth was clinging to them like second skin. On top of that, she was not wearing a bra, so the bumps of her nipples were staring at me, just daring me to go ahead and tweak them. Being the chicken I was however, all I could do at that time was turning right around and go to the kitchen and pretend that nothing untoward had happened. 
I took my time getting breakfast for myself, when actually what I was doing was giving my cock time to deflate before I went in front of her again. I finally went back there and she acknowledged my presence cheerfully “finally awake, sleepyhead?” She got up then to get herself more juice and I nearly dropped my tea as she sashayed in front of me with her tits jiggling by within hands reach. I involuntarily turned to look at her from behind and was greeted by the sight of her ass seductively moving inside her small shorts. I knew from experience that she didn’t wear panties most of the time and was sure this was true once again. Right there I gave up on trying hiding my erection, because it was futile anyways. I sat myself down and started to eat breakfast. Sis came back and settled herself back into her couch to my right, and since she was in my line of sight to the TV, of course the rest of the time was spent looking at her nipples and thighs instead of the tube. 
She didn’t make things easier by shifting every now and then, crossing and uncrossing her legs, arms going behind her head making her tits jut out even more and straining to break free from the t-shirt. I had to relieve the tension in my groin now, and I quickly finished my breakfast and went to my room to have a quick jerk-off session. In my haste however, I didn’t bother locking the door. 
I was sitting at the edge of my bed with my throbbing cock in my hand, eyes closed, with my sister’s naked body in my mind. A few strokes into my journey towards another nice orgasm dedicated to my big sister, I felt a little draft, and I opened my eyes instantly to see my sister standing in front of me, hands on her hips with a stern look on her face. “What the hell is this?” I was frozen at first, not knowing what to do. I decided that it was too late for pretending any more. I wanted it all out in the open finally, put the balls in her court so to speak, pun intended. I went on beating my meat right in front of her. 
It was actually great since she was finally seeing it standing right in front of me and I loved as her eyes got round opening wide as she saw I had no intention of stopping my masturbatory session. Instead of my eyes being closed however, I was looking straight at her tits, her nipples still jutting through the taut fabric of her t-shirt. It didn’t take her more than a few seconds to notice. “oh my God, Shakeel are you thinking of ME??” I was beyond any reprimands now. “baji I want to see you naked… I want to see your breasts baji please?” she was putting on a good show for me so far, but in a second she gave up and I got to see my real slut of a sister. Her face transformed into a smile and she whispered “I thought you would never ask little bro”. Her shirt and shorts were off in a flash and there finally two feet in front of me, my big sister was standing in glorious nudity. 
For a moment I forgot all about masturbating as I took in her flesh, so very close to me. Then my hands started working furiously on my bloated cock, but she was instantly on her knees in front of me with her hands pulling mine away. I was too shocked to do anything, and I let her move my hands out of the way. She then dropped her hands to my penis and I found my dainty sister’s hands wrapped around the shaft of my cock lovingly. She brought herself closer then and tilted her head into my lap. Her hair covered her face from me but the sensations were unmistakable as I felt her lips on the head of my cock. A thoroughly wet lick of her tongue was next as she bathed my cock from the base to the tip with her spit and then my cock disappeared inside her mouth and her head started bobbing as I was lost in the incredible feelings starting from inside my balls as I took in the fact that I was getting my first ever blowjob from my big sister. 
It took only a couple of seconds to register that and I was suddenly spurting cum with the force of a jet. My lovely sis didn’t miss a beat or a throb of my cock as she continued to suck expertly and never let a drop of cum dribble out of her full lips. My hands were by now in her hair cupping them back so I could watch every detail of her mouth around my cock. When I was finally spent from the orgasm, she looked up letting my cock slip out of her mouth glistening wet and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand so seductively. One final swallow later, she had taken my sperm into her stomach, and was smiling happily at me still on her knees in front of me. I was under no illusions now that this was the greatest day of my life. 
I got up quickly and took her by the arms and guided her to the bed. She let me lead her there and lay there like a goddess. I took a moment to see my sister lying in my bed completely naked. Her hands were now on her breasts, lightly touching her nipples which were hard with desire now. My cock, even though it had just spent itself, was still fully erect. I moved to her on the bed and straddled her. “I want to fuck you baji… I want to fuck you so badly.” She didn’t miss a beat as she parted her legs. Her glorious cunt was now open in front of me, and from this proximity I could clearly see her wetness seeping though betraying her arousal even more. I positioned myself between her legs and leant down towards her, my arms bracing my weight to her side and my cock inexorably making its way towards its target, my big sister’s pussy. She dropped her hand down and grasped the shaft guiding it towards her fuckbox. 
I was in seventh heaven as my cock started to slide in the thorough the hot wet outer lips and for a second I was a little surprised to feel my cock go in without resistance…. my sister obviously was not a virgin, which explained I suppose the expert blowjob I had just received. I had no time to dwell on that however, because in a flash my cock was enveloped in the most wonderful sensations I had ever experienced. It was just as well that I had just cum a few minutes before or I wouldn’t have been able to make it for long. Instead, I was stroking in and out of my sister’s precious pussy and for the first time in my life, I was actually fucking. I was no longer a virgin and it was my gorgeous sexy big sister whose pussy I was now pounding. And, she was loving it! Her moans were loud, and her legs were now wrapped around my ass, her hands on my back with her hips thrusting upwards to meet my every stroke. We built up a great rhythm and my cock was getting buried to the hilt inside her wet cunt each time. It was not long when I felt the cramping in my balls signaling the start of my orgasm. I was too far gone to think about the potential consequences of seeding my sperm in my big sister, and I think even if I wanted to pull out, she was holding me very tightly and I couldn’t have done so. 
We were both moaning loudly with each thrust and I finally exploded with a final deep plunge and my cock started twitching and spewing its semen inside my sister’s wet pussy. As I began to cum, I felt her cunt contract viciously around my shaft and I actually felt the spasms of Saima's orgasm as the walls of her cunt drained my balls dry. We were both drenched in sweat as my cock finally slipped out of her with a wet plop, and I rolled of my sister. We both lay there side by side getting our breath, and then she finally turned around and propping her head on one elbow, started to fondle my balls with her free hand. “That was great little bro… I had been waiting to fuck you for so long too. I am glad we got the chance soon.” I could only smile in assent. I was already feeling Saima's hand work its magic and my cock was stirring again. This time she taught me to eat her sweet pussy first and after bringing her to two more big orgasms, we were ready to fuck again. 



Big Sister's Wedding



What the fuck? Randy sees his older sister come out of her room wearing nothing but a pair of bikini panties. He couldn't sleep and decided to text message a friend of his but remembered he'd left his phone in the living room. He got up and was sitting on the couch, messaging, when out of the corner of his eye he saw his sister's bedroom door open. It's about one o'clock in the morning and his sister is standing very still outside her door, like she's listening for something. Randy assumes she's going to the bathroom as he watches her move down the hallway.

Sylvia is twenty-two years old and Randy can't help but admire her firm, panty-clad ass, even if she is his sister. He watches her stop just before his doorway, with her back against the wall, listening again. The light they always leave on in the bathroom bathes Sylvia's naked torso with a cool soft glow that gives Randy a great view of her tits. Randy's cock stirs involuntarily as he savors the view of her perfectly round globes with their pointed tips jutting out as if they're aroused. Randy has stolen peeks at his sister's tits a couple of times but nothing like this. He's careful not to make a sound as he watches her scoot past his bedroom toward the bathroom.

Sylvia moves past the bathroom and continues down the hall toward their parent's bedroom. Where could she be going, he wonders. His parent's bedroom door is slightly ajar and Sylvia opens it, disappears inside and closes the door tightly behind her. Maybe she needs something from his Mom and Dad's bathroom. Maybe she's unexpectedly started her period and is hoping Mom has some tampons. Whatever. Randy adjusts his semi-erect cock and goes back to his messaging.

Sylvia stands inside her parents' bedroom, letting her eyes adjust to the light. She knows her daddy's waiting for her. Her mom is out of town and her dad couldn't take his eyes off of her all evening. It's her first day home in over four months and she and her dad have a lot of catching up to do. She moves closer to the bed, taking her panties off and leaving them on the floor. Slipping under the covers, she slides her naked body close to the center of the bed. Her lips find his at about the same time as her hand closes around his erect penis.

"Hi Daddy," she whispers, kissing all over his face. "I've missed you."

"I've missed you, too, Sylvie," her father sighs as her hand, encircling his rigid cock, starts sliding up and down his shaft.

"I've really missed your fat cock," she says, laying her head against his shoulder, while she gently cups his balls, rolling them around in her hand. "This is going to be our last time, Daddy," Sylvia says, almost regretfully. "I don't want to keep doing this after I'm married," she says as she sucks his nipple into her mouth, biting it between her teeth.

"I understand, Sylvie," her father tells her as her nibbling on his nipple sends pleasure waves all the way to his cock. "I'll miss it terribly, but I'd do anything to make you happy, you know that." God knows he'll really miss it. He and Sylvia have been fucking for almost four years now. She's an exciting, adventurous lover, willing to do things he'd only fantasized about. Unlike his unadventurous wife, who willingly engages in sex, but never initiates it, his daughter is always up for anything. They've fucked in every position imaginable, experimented with mild forms of bondage, and tried dildos, vibrators and even vegetables on her insatiable pussy. Now she's getting married and it's going to end, but not yet. They still have a few days.

"When does Mom get home?" Sylvia asks as she kisses and licks her way down his stomach.

"Tomorrow night," her dad answers her. "Which gives us the rest of tonight and tomorrow during the day, while your brother's in school," he tells her as her mouth reaches his cock and she flicks her tongue across the head. "God, Sylvie," her dad moans.

"Since it's our last time, Daddy. Let's make it memorable," Sylvia says, sucking his cockhead into her mouth. "I want you to cum in my mouth," she says, licking the sides of his dick. "In my pussy," she adds, licking down to his balls. "In my ass," she's licking up the length of his throbbing cock. "On my tits, all over my face, in my hair. Make me your slut for the next two days, Daddy," she stops talking and sucks his cock into her mouth, bobbing her head up and down as she pumps his shaft with her hand. 

Frank is in seventh heaven; his daughter is the best cocksucker he's ever experienced. She can do things with her mouth that can make your toes curl. He's bucking his hips up against her mouth while she cups his balls with her hand, gently massaging them, while she continues pumping his thick cock in and out of her warm mouth.

Sylvia's pussy is soaking wet and she can't wait to impale herself on her daddy's substantial cock, but she knows how much he loves a blowjob. She also knows that he'll last longer, giving her pussy a better workout, if she sucks him off first. She's so fucking horny. She and Chris decided that to make their wedding night more exciting, they would stop having sex a month before the wedding. The wedding is this coming Saturday, and it's been over three weeks since she's gotten laid. She couldn't wait to get home and then, was ecstatic to learn her mother had an overnight business trip.

"Oh, Sylvie," her father moans. "That's so fucking good!" Frank is bouncing his ass off the bed, shoving his cock as deep into his daughter's mouth as he can. Sylvia is pumping his hard cock, teasing his balls, and flicking her tongue across the underside of his shaft as she feels him get close to his release. As his balls tighten, she slides her lips along his rigid pole, until just the head is inside her mouth. Sucking and licking his cock while gently massaging his balls has the desired effect and her daddy's cock erupts in spasmodic jerks, spurting loads of hot cum into her mouth. She swallows his precious seed while she continues to pump his cock until it is completely drained.

"Jesus, Daddy," Sylvia laughs. "Nobody cums as much as you do!" she tells him as she continues to lick and suck his softening cock.

"Nobody makes me cum as much as you do, sweetie," her dad pants. It's true. The built up anticipation, coupled with her expert machinations, makes him shoot twice as much cum into his daughter as he ever does with his wife. He never recovers this fast, either. Lying back on the bed, Frank feels his cock starting to recover already from his daughter's gentle licking and sucking.

Sylvia knows exactly what to do to get her daddy hard again. After four years, she knows exactly where to lick, how much pressure to put and how to nibble a little just under the head of his cock. She's not surprised at all when he starts to recover and her pussy is literally dripping by the time his cock is ready again. Sylvia glides her body against his until her lips meet his and her pussy is positioned over his fully recovered cock. Slipping her tongue in his mouth, while simultaneously impaling her pussy on his shaft sends a shiver through her body and she moans into his mouth.

"Oh Daddy," she says, breaking the kiss. "You feel so fucking good," she whispers, clenching her pussy around his cock and just holding him inside her.

"So do you, Sylvie," her daddy answers her. Her hot, velvety pussy conforms to his cock, sending waves of pleasure pulsating through his whole body. Having already cum in her mouth, he easily resists the urge to start pumping his cock into her, letting her control the pace. She lays her head on his chest, savoring the feeling of his husky cock, filling her, stretching her as she clenches and unclenches her pussy muscles. Slowly she starts rocking back and forth, sliding his cock in and out between her moist pussy lips. She wants this to last, but her aching pussy is taking over and picking up the pace.

Randy is starting to wonder what happened to his sister. He's been sitting in the living room rubbing his hard cock, waiting for a full front view of her tits as she comes back down the hall. When she doesn't return, he walks down the hall and listens at his parent's door. Hearing nothing, he grips the doorknob, pulling the door toward him to hide the sound of the lock as he slowly turns it and pushes it open about three inches. Oh my god! He can't believe what he's hearing. His sister is fucking their father. Pushing the door open a little more, he can see her on top of him, her tits mesmerizing him as they bounce up and down.

"Oh Daddy," Sylvia moans as she rides his hard cock. "It feels so good, my pussy is on fire!" Frank doesn't need her to tell him. He can feel how hot and slippery her pussy is as she bounces up and down on him, gushing her juices down over his balls. Her tits look like they have a life of their own as they slam repeatedly against her chest. Reaching up, he catches her firm, round tits in his hands and massages her taut nipples, rolling them between his thumb and index finger.

"Oh fuck!" Sylvia moans again. "I'm cumming, Daddy! Keep playing with my tits. I'm cumming!" Sylvia starts moving faster, almost bouncing off the end of his cock before slamming her pussy back down around it. Frank is bucking up against her, matching her rhythm and getting close to his second climax of the night.

Randy, staying in the shadows, watches his sister ride their father's cock to an explosive orgasm. His own cock, straining against the material of his shorts, wishing it could take his father's place. Randy closes the bedroom door, returning to his own bedroom to jack off and think about how to use this information to his advantage.

Sylvia is collapsed on her father's chest. Their labored breathing and the pounding in their chests all indicators of the intensity of their mutual climaxes.

"That's my pussy and my mouth," Sylvia smiles. "Let's save something for tomorrow, shall we?" she asks.

"Good idea," her father laughs. "I'll set the alarm so you can get back into your room before your brother wakes up." As her breathing returns to normal and she thinks about her impending wedding, Sylvia's thoughts drift back four years to when she first became enamored with her father's body.

*****

She was eighteen, recently graduated from High School when her dad fell from a scaffold and broke both of his ankles. He was bedridden for six weeks, with both ankles in casts and a three-foot bar between them to keep his legs immobile. Since her brother was in summer school and her mom works, she was elected to take care of him. He was on some heavy pain medication and slept most of the time, so mainly she just read and was there in case he needed something. She made his lunch, gave him his medicine and visited with him when he was coherent, which wasn't very often during the first two weeks.

At the end of the first week, after giving him his pain medication, the one that puts him completely under for about two hours, she noticed the sheets were tented over his crotch. She smiled assuming he must be dreaming about something that's giving him an erection. She just sat in the chair, reading her book, glancing up periodically at the sheet to see if it went down. It sure looked big. She wasn't a virgin, but the high school boys she had been with wouldn't have tented a sheet like that. After a while, she found it too distracting and went out to the living room to read. A couple of hours later, her dad woke up and called out to her to bring him some water. When she did, the tent was gone and the sheet was relatively smooth.

The next day, the same thing happened and she again went into the living room, to avoid the distraction. But the distraction didn't leave her. After a couple more days of this, her thoughts were consumed with speculation about how large her dad's cock had to be to create a tent like that in the sheet. By the middle of the second week, she was so preoccupied with the size of her daddy's cock that she got up the nerve to look at it.

After giving him his medication, she waited a few minutes to make sure he was completely out.

"Daddy," she called to him. "Daddy!" she said louder, shaking his shoulder as she said it. He just lay there, unconscious. She timidly lifted the side of the sheet, exposing his hip and then peeking under it, she got her first look at his fully erect cock. It was massive. She gasped, dropping the sheet back in place and leaving the room.

In her bedroom, she wondered how her mother could get that big thing inside of her. It was long, but what was more startling, was how thick it was. She wondered if her mother ever gave her daddy head and if she did, how she got her lips around such a thick cock. As she sat there pondering, she was shocked to find her pussy getting wet. Oh my god! I can't be getting aroused, thinking about my father! But that night when she went to bed, after kissing her mom and dad goodnight, her hand slipped down inside her panties, to her sopping pussy. As she slid her fingers in and out between her lips, she rubbed her clit and thought about her daddy's massive cock.

The next day after her daddy took his medicine, and making sure he was asleep, she pulled the sheet all the way down to his knees. She had seen him without a shirt before, but never thought about how sexy his hairy chest was. Her dad always worked construction and was in great physical shape. He was tan and muscular and she ran her hands lightly through his chest hair, then down over his stomach. As her hand moved toward his erect cock, she told herself she was just going to measure how big around it was. Gently she circled her fingers around it. It twitched and she yanked her hand away. She looked at her dad's face to make sure he was still out and then once again wrapped her fingers around his massive cock. She almost couldn't get her fingers all the way around it.

Standing next to the bed, with her hand wrapped around her daddy's hard cock, she unconsciously began stroking up and down. She couldn't believe that it would get bigger, but it did. Fascinated, she pumped a little more to see how big it would actually get. Sylvia wasn't completely inexperienced; having given past boyfriends hand jobs and blowjobs. She'd even been fucked a few times, but she wasn't prepared for her father to cum all over her hand while he was unconscious. She had been looking at his chest when it happened. She'd been stroking up and down his cock, pumping him up to see how big he'd get, when she felt the hot, sticky liquid run down over her fingers. Jerking her hand away, she ran to the bathroom for a washcloth. After cleaning his cum off his flaccid cock, Sylvia held his cock up with one hand while she wiped the cum from the base of it and around his balls. She hadn't really looked at his balls before; they were huge too. No wonder there was so much cum to clean up. When he was cleaned up, she went to her room, removed her soaked panties and masturbated to an intense orgasm.

Sylvia soon found she couldn't wait for her daddy's mid-day medicine time. Sitting in the chair next to his bed, her pussy would ache in anticipation. At night she would dream up what she wanted to do the next day. She was shocked at how wet she would get just thinking about touching her daddy's cock. She wanted to masturbate in his bedroom, while holding his hard cock in her hand. She got ready, foregoing panties under her skirt, to give her easy access to her pussy. When her dad was knocked out from his drugs, she pulled back the sheet and wrapped her hand around his thick cock, while she pushed her other hand up under her skirt. She ended up stroking his cock in rhythm with her own fingers pumping in and out of her pussy, shooting his cum in the air, almost at the same time as she gushed through her orgasm.

Sylvia had mixed feelings about what she was doing with her father's cock. She knew it wasn't right, but she was having the most intense orgasms she'd ever had. That night she laid awake reflecting about what had happened. She wanted to do it again, but she didn't want to clean up another mess. She fell asleep wondering if she could get her lips around his thick cock.

The next day, she was determined to try. Pulling back the sheet, she surveyed the size of his erect cock and opened her mouth as wide as she could. She couldn't imagine that it was wide enough. Holding his cock in her hand, she lowered her wide-open mouth down toward it. It was a stretch, but she got her lips around his cock and pushed the head inside her mouth. When she started pumping it with her hand, she found there was too much friction. She pulled her mouth off his cock and started licking all over his the head and down the sides. Fully coated with her saliva, her daddy's cock slid much more easily in and out of her mouth. So intent on sucking and pumping, she forgot all about masturbating and just sucked him off until he came in her mouth. She swallowed as fast as she could and some still spilled out around her mouth and ran down the sides of his cock. Another mess to clean up!

Having enjoyed the taste of his cum, Sylvia decided to forget the washcloth and clean up the spilled cum with her tongue. Licking all around his cock and his balls, she was pleasantly surprised that by the time he was cleaned up, his cock was hard again. Her pussy was soaking wet and his cock was hard. She checked her watch and guessed that she had another hour before he would begin to wake up. Oh my god! She thought. What am I doing? She pulled the sheet back over his recovered cock and ran to her bedroom.

Had she actually been considering whether she had enough time to fuck her own father? What kind of slut was she, she wondered. She had thoroughly enjoyed the blowjob and her pussy was still on fire, but this was her father! She couldn't believe she was actually considering trying to ride his hard cock. She probably couldn't get it inside her pussy, anyway. She pulled up her skirt and started stroking her moist pussy lips. Slipping two fingers between her slick, puffy lips, she started bucking against her hand while she pumped her fingers in and out of her burning pussy.

Unbeknownst to Sylvia, the doctor had recently reduced the dosage of her father's pain medication. He was still pretty drugged, but not as completely out as he had been. He had just dosed off after his mid-day dosage, when his daughter pulled his sheet off. He was about to ask her what she was doing, when she wrapped her hand around his erect cock. Oh fuck! I must be dreaming, he thought. His daughter was sexy as hell and was primarily responsible for his cock being erect anyway. Staring at her round tits and firm ass everyday, while she moved around his bed, had given him erotic fantasies that kept his cock almost perpetually hard. He blamed it on the drugs; he'd never had erotic fantasies about his daughter before. Now, here she was stroking his hard cock, he should feel guilty, but it felt so damn good! She was so fucking sexy and she thought he was asleep. He kept his eyes shut and just enjoyed her gentle touch. Opening his eyes just enough to peek through slits, he watched her opening her mouth and trying to gage the fit. Oh fuck! She was contemplating a blowjob. His cock was throbbing by the time she slid her lips over the tip it. It took all of his restraint to keep from moaning out loud. Then when she licked all around and up and down his shaft, he wanted to buck his ass off the bed and push his cock into her sweet young mouth. She finally got her lips around it and gave him a blowjob he's not likely to forget, swallowing his cum and even cleaning him up with her tongue! Then what happened? She ran out of the room, like it was on fire.

"Oh Daddy, Daddy," Sylvia moaned in a quiet whisper as she lay back on her bed, catching her breath from her orgasm. Her skirt was bunched around her waist and her fingers were still in her pussy as she imagined her daddy's hard cock filling her juicy love hole.




Big Sister's Wedding



The next day, Frank again faked unconsciousness, waiting anxiously to see what his daughter would do. Sylvia didn't disappoint him. Pulling the sheet back, she leaned over and licked up and down his hard cock, coating it with her saliva. Frank watched her through nearly closed eyelids, anticipating another blowjob. Instead, he saw her pull her head back, unfasten her skirt and let it drop to the floor. Looking again at her daddy's face, she pulled her tank top over her head and stood next to his bed, completely naked. His cock twitched, but he didn't think she noticed. Her tits were perfect and her nipples were erect, poking straight out from her large, pink areolas. Jesus, she was a sight to behold as she climbed up on the bed, keeping her eyes on his face. Gently sliding her legs over his, she positioned her pussy lips over his hard cock. Holy shit, she's going to fuck me, Frank thought. My own sweet daughter, my sexy, motherfucking daughter is going to sit on my hard cock. Drugs or not, Frank's cock was on fire.

Sylvia decided she had to ride her father's cock. She was obsessed with whether it would fit inside her pussy. There was only one way to find out. She wasn't really going to fuck him, just push him up inside of her to see if he would fit. Straddling him and nestling his cock between her slippery pussy lips, she rubbed up and down his hard cock, lubricating him from top to bottom. Reaching between her legs, she grabbed the base of his cock and rubbed the swollen head against her hot, dripping pussy. Easing down, she pushed the head between her lips, stretching them wide-open. It was so fucking big! But it felt so fucking good! Looking between her legs, she saw a lot of cock left and she pushed down a little harder. It was about half way in when she stopped to catch her breath. Jesus Christ, she felt so full! Leaning forward, brushing her hard nipples against the hair on her daddy's chest, she started rocking back and forth, trying to work more of his hard cock into her stretched out pussy.

Frank was having an agonizing time trying not to move, or to let on that he was awake. His daughter's tight, young pussy felt so good wrapped around his cock that he wanted to buck his hips up and ram it home. When she climbed up on the bed and he got his first look at her sweet little snatch, he thought he was going to shoot his load right then. Her neatly trimmed bush made an almost perfect black triangle on her pussy mound. He caught a glimpse of her swollen pussy lips before she started pushing them down around his throbbing cock. It appeared that she might have trimmed her hair completely away from her pussy lips, leaving them fully exposed. As if that wouldn't be enough to make any guy fire his cannon, then she started pushing down, wiggling around, pushing some more, pulling back, and then rocking back and forth. She's going so excruciatingly slowly, that he's not sure he can keep up the charade. Christ! Why can't she just move a little faster?

Sylvia's pussy is quivering! She's never had anything this big inside it before. She can already feel her orgasm building and there is still over an inch of cock to go. She's determined to get it all in. She's gone too far to give up now. She doesn't know where it's all going, she feels so full already! Sitting up straight, and pushing down hard, she feels her clit hit her daddy's pelvic bone. That's all it takes to ignite her release! She lets out a low moan; shivers run up her spine and her pussy pulsates around the huge intrusion.

As soon as it starts, she panics. What if Daddy cums in her? She's not on the pill! She could get pregnant! She abruptly pulls her pussy off his cock. Sitting on the bed next to him, she begins examining his cock for signs of having cum. It's coated with her juices, but it doesn't appear to her that he's cum. Oh fuck! She definitely did though, and now there's a pool of her juices on the bed next to him. She has to get everything cleaned up before he wakes up. Sylvia runs to the bathroom for a washcloth.

Why the fuck did she stop! Frank wants to know. And why was she staring at his cock like that? What the fuck happened? He was so close to cumming in his little girl's tight cunt, he could already feel his balls tightening in anticipation of a big release. Then, she jumped off! And disappeared. Where did she go? She can't leave him like this, can she? What does she think it is; a fucking toy? A warm washcloth envelops his cock causing an involuntary tremble. What's she doing now?

Sylvia returned to her daddy's hard cock with a warm washcloth, but as she's washing it, she realizes she probably should finish him off. It doesn't seem right to leave his cock so big and swollen. Wrapping the washcloth around his balls, she leans over and sucks the head of his cock into her mouth. Like most girls, she's tasted her own juices by licking her fingers, but she's surprised by how different it tastes when it's licked off a cock that's been inside her pussy. Massaging his balls with the warm washcloth, Sylvia bobs her head up and down, using her tongue to lick her juices from her daddy's cock.

Oh fuck! That's more like it, Frank almost moans. His sexy, naked daughter is sucking him off and running a warm washcloth over his balls. Through his barely open eyes, he watches her perfect tits jiggle around as her lips slide up and down his aching cock. He fights the urge to push his cock farther into her mouth. It takes all of his willpower to lie completely still while his balls tighten and he shoots what feels like a gallon of cum into his little girl's mouth. He swallows a sigh that nearly escapes his lips when he finally gets his release.

Sylvia can't believe how much cum her daddy shot into her mouth. She kept sucking and swallowing forever and it just kept coming. Finally, she'd sucked him dry and finished cleaning him up. She hurriedly changed his sheets before he woke up, removing the evidence of her incestuous escapade. Back in her room, lying on her bed, she relives the feeling of her pussy stretched around her daddy's massive cock. Rubbing her still engorged clit, she cums again by just thinking about how good it felt. She wishes he could have really fucked her, but she's pretty sure he would freak out if he knew what she's been doing.

Sylvia isn't the only one reliving what just happened. Frank is pretty sure his cock has never been that hard before. The erotic sight of his naked teenage daughter, impaling her tight young pussy on his rigid cock, is etched in his mind forever. He hasn't seen her naked since she was a little girl and he wasn't quite prepared for how fucking sexy she's become. My god, her tits; so perfectly round with huge pink areolas that must be two inches across, and thick nipples that stick out over half an inch. It was all he could do to keep from reaching up and grabbing a handful. And her pussy! So fucking tight! And so incredibly hot! The heat emanating off her velvety pussy walls was almost enough to get him off, if she never moved at all. Christ! He wants to fuck her so badly. He wants to be on top, slamming his cock into that tight, young cunt, making her cum so many times she loses count! He wonders what's in store for tomorrow. He can hardly wait.

Sylvia is horny. It's been two days since she had her daddy's thick cock inside her pussy and she's been craving it ever since. It was Friday when she'd jumped off his hard cock; afraid he'd cum inside of her. With her mother and brother home all weekend she's had no chance to experiment again. She's still been taking care of her daddy, giving him his medicine and visiting with him when he's awake, but what she really wants is to push his hard cock back up inside her anxious pussy. She's taken the chance a couple of times to lift the covers and look at his erection, but that just made it worse. She can't wait until tomorrow when she'll be alone with him again.

Frank forgot it was the weekend. With his wife and son around, Sylvia hasn't done anymore than peek at his cock a couple of times. She has been around a lot; straightening his bed and helping him get comfortable. Every time she leans over his bed, he envisions her perfect tits hanging down over his chest and his cock responds accordingly. He's never been so fucking horny and his wife has made it clear that she is not going to take any chances of delaying his recovery by bouncing around on the bed. All weekend he keeps up the pretense of being knocked out when he takes his medication.

Sylvia can hardly sleep Sunday night in anticipation of what she has planned for her daddy tomorrow. She's thought it through and decided that if she sucks him off before she mounts him, there is less chance he'll cum inside of her. While she lies in bed stroking her wet pussy, she tries to rationalize her decision to fuck her own father. She looks at it more as sexual experimentation. A woman needs to know how big of a cock she can handle and this is the largest one she's ever seen. With her father not really involved, and no one knowing about it, it's just an impersonal exercise; it's not really incest.

Frank would be tossing and turning if he could move his legs around. He keeps hoping that with everyone out of the house tomorrow, Sylvia will continue her exploration of her sexuality. If his wife weren't lying two feet away, he'd be stroking his throbbing cock right now, trying to get some release. Of course, he can't get up to clean up afterward, so it isn't a very realistic option anyway.

After giving her daddy his mid-day medication, Sylvia waits until she's sure he's out cold, and then pulls back his sheet and strips herself naked. Climbing on the bed, she settles gently between his legs, being careful not to hit the bar holding his ankles apart. His cock is fully erect as she starts licking up and down the thick sides. Flicking her tongue against the underside of his cock head as she's done with her boyfriends' cocks, she slides her lips over the head and down his long, thick shaft. Sylvia has given her share of blowjobs, but none of the high school boys she's been with have had a cock even close to this size. Holding his thick cock with her hand, she bobs her head up and down, while caressing his balls with her other hand. Setting a steady rhythm, she has him shooting into her mouth in no time.

Faking unconsciousness is pretty easy until he's ready to cum, then it's nearly impossible for Frank to maintain his composure. Watching his daughter through slit eyes, his cock responds to her luscious tits hanging between his legs as she leans down, taking his hard cock in her warm, wet mouth. Her nipples are hard and they brush his leg as she bobs her head up and down. It's obvious this isn't the first blowjob she's given and he wonders which of her boyfriends have had their hard cocks in her sweet mouth. After Friday, he's also certain she's not a virgin and the thought of her high school dates fucking her in the backseat of their car, makes him shoot his load in record time. God! How is he supposed to lie still, pretending to be asleep, when she's still sucking his cock long after he's already cum? Using all his willpower not to move, it dawns on him what she's doing. He's been so intent on convincing her he's asleep, that he didn't even think about her concerns. She doesn't want him to cum inside of her! She gave him the blowjob to delay his cumming when she fucks him. Well fuck that! She's in for a surprise!

Sylvia keeps sucking, licking and flicking her daddy's cock until she feels it hardening inside her mouth. When it's fully erect, she pulls her mouth back, wipes the saliva and cum from her cheeks, and carefully scoots forward, placing her legs on either side of him. Her juices are dripping down her legs as she straddles him; she's never been so wet and so ready for a cock before. Positioning her pussy lips around the head of his cock, she uses her body weight to push her slippery lips down around his massive pole. It's easier than it was on Friday, both because she's more ready and because she already knows it'll fit. Lifting herself slightly and sliding back down, she makes steady progress, shifting from side to side until she's completely filled. Sitting perfectly still, with her pussy stretched wide around her daddy's immense cock, she takes a minute to enjoy the bulk of him within her. For the first time in her life she feels like a complete woman. Unlike the boys she's been dating, this is a real man-sized cock filling her pussy and she wants to savor the feeling.

Oh fuck! Frank doesn't know how much longer he can stay still, pretending to be asleep. His daughter's hot pussy, pulsating around his hard cock, is almost more than he can stand. Why is she just sitting there? Why doesn't she move? He wants to buck his ass off the bed and pump his throbbing cock in and out of her tight, satiny pussy. Her eyes are closed and she's sitting down hard on his cock. Watching through clenched eyelids, Frank sees his daughter lean forward, her beautiful tits resting on his chest; she kisses him gently on the mouth. Oh baby! My baby! She's not just using his cock as a human dildo. She really wants to make love to her daddy! Ever so slowly she starts rocking her hips back and forth, sliding up and down his massive cock. Sitting up straight and increasing her speed, Sylvia starts bouncing up and down, her stretched pussy molded tightly against her daddy's hard shaft. Frank watches her pinch and pull at her own nipples as she rides him with ever increasing intensity.

Sylvia's pussy is ignited with pleasure as she rolls her hips and slams herself down, again and again, on her daddy's huge cock. She's never felt anything like this. Oh, how she wishes her daddy were awake, pulling on her nipples, kissing her lips and shoving his big cock deeper inside her burning pussy. No, if he were awake, he'd be horrified with what his little girl's doing. He'd be disgusted that she's unabashedly riding his hard cock, while he's drugged up on painkillers. She'll just absorb his pleasure and he'll never know. Oh god! Her orgasm is so close. Her pussy is stretched so implausibly wide around her daddy's mammoth cock, that her orgasm feels like it's building all through her stomach and her thighs. It's building! It's building! Almost there! She's jamming her pussy up and down as fast as she can, on his rigid cock. He's sliding in and out of her pussy with ease now, lubricated by the free flow of her juices.

"Oh god! Oh fuck! Oh Daddy!" Sylvia calls out as her orgasm rips through her body. Shaking and shivering, she clamps her pussy down on her daddy's cock and rides out the tumultuous waves of pleasure that tremble through her body. Panting, she starts to ease herself off of her daddy's still rigid cock.

There is no way he can maintain his composure while his sexy, teenage daughter is riding his cock like this. Frank is using all his strength to remain still, while her tight, little pussy, slick with her steadily flowing juices, is burning up and down the sides of his cock. It's a good thing she is lost in the throes of her orgasm or she'd realize he's not asleep. He's moving around, almost moaning, while she quivers through her orgasm. As she starts to ease herself off of his cock, he makes his move. Gripping her thighs with his hands, he pulls her back down.

"Not yet, Sylvie." Frank pleads, opening his eyes and looking at her. "I need you to stay on there just a little bit longer." Frank says, pushing his throbbing cock farther up inside her soaking wet pussy.

"Daddy!" Sylvia screams, ludicrously trying to cover her breasts with her hands; her face turning a deep shade of crimson. "I... um... I... saw your erection... and I... uh... couldn't help... oh Daddy!" She moans as Frank starts power pumping his cock up into her velvety pussy.

"I know, baby." Frank pants. "Don't say anything. Just ride it out," he whispers pulling her down to him. Squeezing her ass cheeks, while her plush tits are squished against his chest, he pushes his tongue against her lips. Sylvia opens her mouth, welcoming his tongue as her pussy begins aching for another release, even more intense than the last one.

"Daddy!" Sylvia shouts as her orgasm overtakes her. "I'm cumming again! Oh Daddy!" She tightens her stretched out pussy around his hard cock and pushes her tongue between his lips, moaning into his mouth.

"Me too, Sylvie!" Her dad says, breaking the kiss. His cock explodes inside his daughter's snug pussy and Frank's chest heaves against Sylvia's tits as they try to catch their breath.

"Oh Daddy," Sylvia coos. "Oh my god!" Then she adds quietly, "But you shouldn't have come inside me!" She snuggles her head up against his chest, while his cock is still inside her drenched pussy.

"You won't get pregnant, Sylvie," her daddy reassures her. "I had that taken care of a long time ago, right after Randy was born."

"Oh, thank god!" Sylvia breathes. "I wish I'd known that on Friday," she laughs. "How long have you...?" Sylvia doesn't need to finish the sentence.

"Since last week when the doctor changed my medication," her daddy answers her. "At first, I thought you were a drug-induced wet dream," he says. "And then, I was afraid I'd scare you off, if I let you know too soon. My god! You feel so good!" He adds, running his hands over her firm, round ass cheeks. "I hope my being awake, doesn't keep you from what you've been doing," he laughs.

"Not a chance," Sylvia answers, brushing her tits back and forth across his chest. "I was so afraid you'd think I was sick or perverted. I wanted you to be awake, but I thought if you were, you'd be disgusted with me."

"Not a chance," he says, smiling. "I was surprised, yes, but not disgusted. I could never be disgusted with you, Sylvie. Especially, after how you've made me feel," he says, kissing her on the forehead and pulling her body against his. "I know what we've just done is considered wrong, but I can't imagine how anything that feels so good, can be anything but right."

"Oh Daddy!" Sylvia cries, kissing his face and rolling her hips around on his cock. "I feel the same way." Frank's cock is recovering inside Sylvia's saturated pussy as she kisses him and rubs her nubile body against him. "I wasn't a virgin, Daddy," Sylvia says. "But I feel like you've made me a woman." Her tits drag across his hairy chest as she starts rocking back and forth on her daddy's semi-erect cock.

From then on, she was addicted to his cock. She wanted him all the time; in her mouth, in her pussy, she couldn't get enough of her daddy's long, thick shaft. She remembers how the very next day her daddy pleaded with her to let him taste her pussy. Straddling his face and grinding her pussy so hard against his tongue he almost suffocated, she came several times, flooding his face with her juices.

*****

The alarm clock wakes her, bringing her back to the present and the realization that she'd fallen asleep in her daddy's arms.

"Better get back to your own bed, Sylvie." Daddy whispers. "In a few hours your brother will be off to school and we'll have all day together," he says, running his hand over her ass cheeks and nibbling on her nipple.

"Mmmm," Sylvia moans. "I'll give you two days to stop that," she laughs. Her nipples are rock hard and her pussy is already wet, just from her daddy's touch. She is still addicted to him. She hopes she'll be able to keep her promise to herself and stop this when she gets married.

Frank pulls his lips off her erect nipple and slaps her playfully on the ass. "To be continued..," he says as he pushes her out of the bed. Looking around, she picks up her panties, but figures she doesn't need to put them on; Randy's the only one home and he'll be sleeping. She kisses her daddy, quietly opens his bedroom door and heads down the hallway.




Big Sister's Wedding



Randy was barely sleeping when he heard his dad's alarm clock. Sound really carries through the house at night, when it's quiet. Checking the clock, he sees that it's 5:30 in the morning, too early for anyone to be getting ready for work. He sits up on his bed and positions himself so he has a clear view of his dad's bedroom door. He doesn't have to wait long for it to open and he watches Sylvia sneak out, going back to her room. Holy shit! She's completely naked and this time he has a full frontal view of her. He can't believe how sexy his sister looks, walking down the hall toward him, with her panties in her hand. Her tits are perfect and her hard nipples; they must be sticking out over half an inch. As she passes his bedroom door he drops his eyes from her tits to her pussy and checks out her neatly trimmed bush. He has a clear view of her pussy lips as she takes a slow, quiet step past his door. His cock springs to life and he's already imagining what he's going to do with his sexy sister. Before he goes to school, he'll need to put the first part of his plan into action.

*****

"Oh god, Daddy!" Sylvia shouts as another orgasm sweeps over her. Lying on her back, her chest is heaving, ballooning her firm tits up and down as she catches her breath. Her daddy has his face buried in her sopping pussy, lapping up her free flowing juices. As soon as Randy left for school, they jumped back in bed and he kissed his way down to his daughter's delectable pussy. Two orgasms latter, he's enjoying the fruits of his labors, so to speak.

"I love how you taste," he says, kissing his way back up her body and positioning his throbbing cock at the wet, hot, door to her love canal.

"I love how you taste me!" Sylvia breathes. "What you do with your tongue ought to be marketed," she laughs. "We could make millions."

"I just want to make you," he answers, pushing his tongue in her mouth and his cock in her pussy at the same time.

"Oh yes!" Sylvia moans into his mouth, while pulling her knees up and spreading her legs as wide as she can. "God, you feel so good."

"Does Chris make you feel good, Sylvie?" her daddy asks, pulling his face back and looking directly in her eyes. He's maintaining a languid rhythm, almost leisurely sliding his cock in and out of her saturated pussy.

"Yes, Daddy, he does," she answers, honestly. "I wouldn't settle for anything less. He's not as big as you are," she smiles. "But he's just as sensitive and adventurous. Like you, he knows exactly how to pleasure me. He surprises me, he's creative and isn't afraid to experiment with things he's never tried."

"Sounds wonderful for you, baby." Frank answers, trying to sound enthusiastic for her. "I'm going to miss you, but it's good to know you'll be well taken care of," he adds, sounding disappointed.

"I'm going to miss you, too Daddy!" Sylvia says, clenching her pussy around his cock as it slides deep inside of her. "I wouldn't trade what we've had for anything, but I really want to be a faithful wife. You understand don't you?"

"Of course I do, Sylvie," her daddy reassures her. "Don't pay any attention to me, I'm just having trouble with that old saying, 'You're not losing a daughter; you're gaining a son.' It doesn't fit this situation, I don't swing that way," he laughs, picking up his rhythm. "So what does he do that's so creative? Give me an example."

"Mmmm," Sylvia responds to his increased pace by pushing her ass off the bed to meet his strokes. "Well... oh, I know," she says. "Remember at Christmas time when we came for a visit?"

"Do I?" her daddy answers her. "I remember Christmas Eve morning we snuck out to the garage and fucked in the car. Remember how cold it was?"

"Yes! I thought my bare ass was going to freeze to the seat," she laughs, while running her hands down her daddy's broad back, pulling him tighter against her as he pumps faster and faster. "Anyway, remember the dinner we all had, the first night we were home?"

"Yeah," Frank answers, driving his hard cock into her as he waits for her to continue.

"Well, Chris likes toys, especially high tech toys. He bought one of those wireless, vibrating butt plugs."

"Wireless?" Frank asks. "What do you mean, like with a remote control or something?" Frank's panting now as he slams his cock into his daughter's steaming pussy.

"Ohhhhh," Sylvia moans, dragging her fingers down his back and digging them into his ass cheeks. She's humping her ass off the bed, meeting her daddy's pounding strokes. Her mouth finds his and she pushes her tongue deep inside, cutting off any further conversation.

Frank reaches down and slips his arms behind her knees, pulling her legs up and spreading her pussy even wider. With her legs pulled up, his cock slides in deeper with each downward stroke and Sylvia almost bites her daddy's tongue as her arousal builds to its highest peak.

"Oh fuck, Daddy!" Sylvia yells. "I'm cumming again! Keep fucking me hard like that! Ohhhhh fuck!" Sylvia is thrashing around on the bed, digging her nails into her daddy's back as he keeps up his relentless onslaught on her pussy. She's trying to clamp her pussy around her daddy's hard cock, but with her legs spread so wide, she's too stretched out for him to even feel it.

Frank is getting close, too. Listening to his daughter talk about a wireless butt plug while he was pounding her pussy, added dramatically to his arousal. Slamming into her one last time, his body starts jerking violently as he spews his load inside his daughter's already soaked pussy. Pulling his arms out from under her legs, he collapses on top of her, crushing her hard nipples against his chest. Running his hands through his daughter's hair, he grips her head firmly and shoves his tongue deep inside her mouth, smashing his lips brutally against hers. With her pussy quivering around his cock, he acts like he wants to completely devour her.

"A wireless butt plug?" Frank asks again as their breathing returns to normal and their bodies start to relax. Frank is still lying on top of his daughter with his spent cock inside her pussy.

'Yeah," Sylvia smiles at him. "They make vibrators like that too. There's a tiny remote with a button you push when you want it to start and stop," she kisses him and brushes his damp hair from his forehead. "Anyway, Chris bought one and we fooled around with it a few times. It was very erotic to have him fuck me with the butt plug in my ass, not knowing when he would push the button."

"What does this have to do with dinner, last Christmas?" her daddy asks her.

"Well..," she smiles. "Chris convinced me to wear it to dinner with the family. It has this little thong-type strap to hold it in," she says. "The whole time we were sitting there, passing the biscuits, Chris was pushing the remote button to vibrate my butt plug. By the time dinner was over, I was so fucking wet, I figured my smell was more prominent than the pot roast." She's laughing, giggling actually as she recalls the incident. "I was so distracted, I couldn't tell you what we talked about, I just know that when Chris finally fucked me that night I came like a geyser! Now he says he wants me to wear it during the wedding. I'm not sure if he's joking or not."

"Wow!" Frank says, he moved his head down so he could suck on her taut nipples while she talked. Now resting his head on her soft breast, he asks her. "Remember the first time we did it in your ass?"

"Do I? I was so scared and so excited at the same time," Sylvia recalls. "We were in a hotel room near my college. You'd come up for the weekend to visit and we never left the room the whole weekend; we just called down for room service."

"Yeah." Frank says, nibbling on her nipple, licking all around it. "I remember how tight you were. We must have used a whole tube of lubricant and it still took forever to get it all inside you."

"Well, your cock is big, Daddy," Sylvia says, enjoying how delicately he's licking and teasing her breasts. "You'd already made me cum so many times, I thought I couldn't cum again. But when you finally got your big cock inside my ass and started pumping in and out, I exploded." Sylvia feels her daddy's cock stiffening inside her pussy and she clenches her pussy muscles around it. "Want to do it now?" she asks, teasingly as Frank stretches her nipple out from her tit with his teeth.

"Yeah, I do," he says, releasing her nipple and letting it spring back into place. "I'd like that a lot, Sylvie. You want to?" he asks her.

"Yes, Daddy. I really do," she answers as Frank pulls his fully recovered cock from her dripping pussy and kneels on the end of the bed. Sylvia turns over and gets up on her hands and knees, spreading her legs apart. Leaning her head down against the bed, she reaches back with her hands, grips her ass cheeks and pulls them apart. "How's this, Daddy?" She asks.

"Like heaven, Sylvie. Like heaven." Frank says, positioning his cockhead, still soaked with her juices, against her puckered asshole. Pushing forward, he slips the head in and then pulls back slightly to give her a chance to relax her sphincter. Using short, slow strokes, he slowly inches his cock into her tight asshole. When it's all the way in, he remains motionless while Sylvia gets used to the intrusion.

"Oh fuck!" Sylvia moans. "Why do I always forget how fucking big you are?" she asks. "You fill me up, Daddy. It feels like you're a part of me when you're in me like this," she tells him, reaching between her legs to play with her clit. "I'm ready. Fuck my ass, Daddy. Fuck it like it's the last time you'll ever fuck it!" she cries, while rubbing her clit with her fingers.

And he does, grabbing her hips with his hands, Frank starts pumping his huge cock in and out of his daughter's tight asshole. The friction is incredible and every time Frank pulls back, he has to slam down hard to get his cock back in. In no time, Frank feels his balls tighten and his orgasm build.

"I'm getting close, Sylvie," Frank warns her. "How're you doing, sweetheart?" he asks, pounding his cock into her asshole, slapping his balls against her pussy lips.

"I'm almost there, Daddy," Sylvia pants, rubbing feverishly at her clit.

"I can't hold on much longer, baby," Frank gasps as he pulls her hips hard against him, burying his cock deep in her asshole. Holding her there, his cock spasms, and he shoots his load in his little girl's ass.

That last slam into her asshole, sent Sylvia over the top and she squeezed her clit between her finger and her thumb, igniting her orgasm and flooding her pussy. Shaking and shivering, she collapses on the bed, pulling her ass from around her daddy's spent cock. Frank falls on the bed beside her, rolling her up on her side so he can suckle at her breasts. They nuzzle together, resting, recovering, before realizing they don't have much time left and they had better take a shower.

Frank savors the look and feel of his daughter's succulent young body as they lather each other and slither their bodies together. Rubbing his soapy cock up and down the crack of her ass and cupping her tits from behind, he kisses her neck and tells her how much he loves her. Sylvia responds by bending forward, spreading her legs and leaning her hands against the tile wall.

"Show me," she says. "Show me how much you love me, Daddy." She's smiling at him over her shoulder. Frank rubs his hard cock against her pussy lips a couple of times and then drives it home, pushing Sylvia's head against the wall. Gripping her soapy hips with his hands, he pounds into her like a jackhammer. Sylvia uses the wall for leverage and pushes back against him, meeting him stroke for stroke. Leaving one hand on the wall, she slips her other hand between her legs, manipulating her clit, while her daddy's massive cock mercilessly assaults her pussy.

"This... is... how... much... I... love... you!" Frank pants, speaking each word on the forward thrust of his cock. On the final word, he slams it home and holds it there, spewing his hot cum deep inside her hot, young pussy. Probably for the last time, he thinks.

"Oh fuck! I'm cumming too, Daddy!" Sylvia clamps her pussy tightly around her daddy's mammoth cock as he empties his balls into her. Balancing herself against the wall, her final orgasm of the day blasts through her, shaking her body and weakening her knees. Her daddy's grip on her hips, and her hands on the wall, is all that's holding her up.

They're unusually quiet as they towel each other off. Then as if choreographed, they both drop their towels at the same time and enfold each other in a tight embrace. Standing naked in the bathroom with their arms wrapped securely around each other, they kiss passionately, tears streaming down their cheeks.

"I love you, Daddy!" Sylvia sobs.

"I love you more," Frank manages to choke out, recalling how they used to playfully argue who loved each other more when she was a little girl.

*****

Randy can't wait to get home to see if his idea worked. Before he left for school, he hid a portable cassette recorder under his dad's bed. He used a two-hour tape and set it to maximum record length, which should have given him four hours of recording. He only hopes that his dad and sister continued their little rendezvous in his dad's bedroom and not Sylvia's.

"Hey," he says, walking into the house. Sylvia and Dad are watching TV. "How was your day?" he asks innocently.

"Great," they both answer, not looking at each other or him.

"Good," he says. "I'm going to change and do my homework," he calls back over his shoulder as he heads down the hall. Checking to see that they aren't watching, he ducks into his dad's room and snatches his tape recorder from under the bed.

Back in his own room, he rewinds to the start of the tape. It's pretty muffled at first and then gets clearer. Fast-forwarding, he hears Sylvia cry out for Dad to fuck her hard. That's all he needs. He scans through the entire tape, selecting the most compromising passages. He connects his recorder to his computer and converts key excerpts from the tape into digital wave files on his hard drive. After burning an audio CD of the most incriminating parts, he waits for the right time to execute the next part of his plan. Listening to his sister and dad fuck was really hot and his cock is aching for a chance to fuck his sister.

Sylvia has had an exhausting day, both physically and emotionally. She and her daddy were able to maintain normal conversation with her mom and brother all through dinner, talking about the wedding, Chris's arrival the next day and the success of her mom's trip. Not long after dinner, she excused herself and went to her bedroom. Lying on her bed, with conflicting emotions running through her brain, she barely heard her brother's knock on her door.

"Hey Sis," Randy says, opening the door and entering his sister's bedroom. She's lying on her bed on her stomach and his cock stirs at the sight of her firm ass inside her skintight jeans.

"What do you want?" Sylvia asks, turning on her side and flashing an annoyed look at her brother.

"Not much, Sis," he answers, sitting on the edge of her bed with a portable CD player in his hand. "Just a little bit of what you're giving Dad," he smiles.

"What are you talking about?" she says, sitting up quickly and starring into his eyes. Sylvia is flustered; she doesn't want this conversation to be happening.

"Just this," Randy says, pushing play on the CD player. Sylvia's voice fills the room, "Oh fuck, Daddy! I'm cumming again! Keep fucking me hard like that! Ohhhhh fuck!" Then her dad's voice says, "Remember the first time we did it in your ass?" Randy pushes the off button.

"Give me that, you fucking pervert." Sylvia reaches for the CD player. This can't be happening. Not now. It's all over between her and Dad. She's ready to start a new life with Chris and now her brother wants to ruin it.

"This is just highlights," Randy says, letting her have the CD player. "Sort of a greatest hits. I have the entire tape in a safe place." Sylvia is starring at him incredulously.

"Why?" Sylvia asks. "Why did you do this? How did you know?" She's panicked. She tries to calm down. Her brother doesn't hate her. Whatever he has in mind, she has to call his bluff.

"I saw you sneaking into his room last night," Randy answers. "I watched you; you are an incredible fuck, Sis. I heard your plan for today and I did this for leverage," Randy says, pointing at the CD player. "I want you to fuck me like you fucked Dad."

"And what makes you think I'd even consider that?" she asks disgustedly. How can this be happening?

"Because you don't want Mom or Chris to have a copy of this," Randy says smugly. "And that's what'll happen unless you do what I want." Would he really do it? Would her own brother ruin her life?

"Fuck you, Randy, and grow up!" Sylvia shouts, and then lowers her voice. "You're not going to do anything with this and I'm certainly not going to be your sex slave or whatever sick perverted thing you want to call it. Now get the fuck out of here, you perverted asshole!" Sylvia pushes him towards the door.

"I'm a perverted asshole?" Randy asks incredulously. "Who's been fucking their own father for the past four years?" Randy asks. "Think about it, Sis," Randy says, calmly. "This could ruin your marriage, Mom and Dad's marriage and for what? Because 'Little miss fuck me in the ass, Daddy' is too prim and proper to do for her brother, what she's doing for her father," Randy says, leaving her room and closing the door.

Fuck! That didn't work out the way he expected. Now what? She was right. He's not going to drop the dime on her to Mom or Chris. He just wants to fuck her. Fuck! He handled that all wrong. He wonders if there is another way to get to her. He sits at his computer and loads the wave files onto his IPOD. He's going to listen to his sister and dad fuck while he tries to figure this out.

Sylvia is crying into her pillow. Would her little brother really give this CD to Mom? Oh god! She can't even imagine the consequences for her family. And what about Chris? He'd never understand. She sits up and dries her eyes. She can't take that chance. She hates giving into her brother's blackmail but she doesn't really have much choice. And it's not like she's never had casual sex and Randy is over eighteen. She'll just do what he wants and get it over with. First, she needs to convince him that it has to be a one-time thing and happen before her marriage this weekend.

Sylvia opens Randy's door without knocking. He's lying on his bed listening to his IPOD. She notices a bulge in his pants and wonders if he's thinking about her. She closes his door and walks to his bed, touching him on the shoulder, startling him.

"Hey," Randy says, pulling the ear buds from his ears and shutting down his IPOD. His sister is just standing demurely by his bed.

"It's not what you think, Randy," Sylvia says. "It just happened, and then it gained momentum over time. We couldn't help ourselves," she says, pleading with her eyes. "You're making it into some dirty little ass fucking thing, but it wasn't like that." She sits down on the bed next to him, placing her hand on his arm and locking eyes with him. "I don't expect you to understand, but what Dad and I had was special. It wasn't like what you're making it into at all." Tears are streaming down her cheeks.

"Call it what you want, Sis," Randy says, proceeding cautiously. He expects that she may have had a change of heart and he doesn't want to blow it. "But you've still been fucking your own father and now you're caught."

"You're right," she says, nodding her head. "But it's over. Dad and I... today was the last time. I'm getting married and I want to be a completely faithful wife to Chris. So whatever you have in mind, we have to do it before Saturday, okay?" She looks at him expectantly.




Big Sister's Wedding



"Sure," Randy says, reaching up and wiping a tear from her cheek. He can barely contain his excitement. "Look, Sis, I really don't want to ruin anyone's life. But like you, I can't help myself. Watching you and Dad fuck... you were so... the way you moved... your body is so perfect... you are like the ultimate fantasy... you are like a fuck goddess." Randy stops talking. Sylvia is just looking at him. Is she actually blushing?

"What do you want me to do?" he asks quietly.

"I don't know," Randy admits, his plan is changing while they speak. "It depends on what you want."

"What do you mean?" Sylvia asks.

"Well, you said what you and Dad had was special," Randy says, formulating an idea in his mind. "I don't want you to just go through the motions with me. I want to find some way to make it special for you, too, Sis. What is your ultimate sexual fantasy? What have you always wanted to do that you've never shared with anyone?" Randy asks her, excitedly.

"You're too late, Randy," Sylvia laughs. "Anything I've ever fantasized has come true with either Daddy or Chris. You're not going to be able to compete with them, so I guess you just have to take your fuck goddess as is," she says, smiling.

"Come on, Sis," Randy insists. "Everyone has some kinky fantasy that they've never shared with anyone. Now is your chance. I already know enough about you to ruin your life," Randy chuckles. "What harm can it do to dig deep and share your most intimate, never before shared, fantasy?" he asks, raising an eyebrow at her.

"You're right," Sylvia consents. "I do have one secret fantasy, but you're not in any position to fulfill it, so what's the difference?"

"Try me," Randy persists. "What have you got to lose?" He's excited now; maybe this will work out better than he thought.

"Okay, my ultimate fantasy," Sylvia takes a breath. "What is every girl's ultimate fantasy? Multiple cocks." Sylvia watches his reaction. "I dream of being fucked by two or three guys at the same time; cocks in every orifice. But what are you going to do, call up your high school buddies? No way!" she laughs. "So let's just decide when and where we're going to do this. I'll do my best to give you the fuck of your life, okay? Then it'll be over." Sylvia reaches over and squeezes his cock through his jeans. It's grown harder while they've been talking. It's more impressive than she expected.

"Multiple cocks, huh?" Randy asks, his cock hardening from his sister's touch. The beginning of a plan starts formulating in his brain. "Let me think about that, Sis. Meanwhile, why don't you keep Thursday night open? If I can pull off your fantasy for you, I will. If not, it'll be just the two of us," Randy says, smiling as he grasps her tits through her shirt and squeezes them, like she did his cock. "What do you think?"

"Forget the fantasy," Sylvia says, surprised at how nice his hands felt on her tits. Teasing her brother's cock was just an impulsive gesture, but when he teased back she felt her pussy involuntarily respond. "It's just a dream. Let's you and I do what we're going to do, okay? Then the tape is destroyed and we get on with our lives. Agreed?"

"Okay. I'll get back to you on when and where," Randy concedes, but he really thinks he might be able to pull off the ultimate fantasy for his sister and get what he wants. "Hey, Sis," he says as she stands up to leave. "How about a sneak preview? Can I see your tits?" Randy smiles.

Sylvia just looks at her brother as he stares at her tits. She can't believe how her pussy is reacting to her brother's request. He could have made it one of his demands, but instead he just asked. Glancing at his closed bedroom door and thinking about her parents sitting in the living room, she shakes her head; too risky.

Randy just nods and Sylvia leaves his room. He didn't think she'd go for it, but his cock is so hard from her touching it and from feeling her tits, that he figured it was worth a try. He turns his IPOD back on and listens to Sylvia and Dad discussing the first time he fucked her in the ass. His hard cock is straining against the material of his jeans as he rubs his hand up and down it, through the thick material.

Back in her room, Sylvia hurriedly pulls her blouse over her head and sheds her bra. Her pussy is soaking wet. She can't believe it would betray her like this, after what her brother has done. But it has and she doesn't want to stop the teasing just yet. She pulls her blouse back on and heads back to her brother's room. Thinking about what her brother said about her, makes her smile. It's almost how she feels about her daddy. She, of all people, should understand sexual obsession. When she was his age she was playing with her daddy's cock while he was knocked out on painkillers. Maybe Thursday will be fun; sort of a last fling before marriage. She opens her brother's door without knocking. He has his IPOD back in and he's rubbing his cock through his jeans. The bulge is larger than she remembered. Maybe this will be fun.

Closing his door and stepping into her brother's line of vision, Sylvia lifts her blouse up over her tits. Randy pulls his ear buds from his ears and watches his sister reveal her perfectly round tits to him. Her nipples are pink and hard, sticking straight out from her large rose-colored areolas. Goddamn! They look delicious. He sits up for a closer look. Sylvia is standing next to his bed, and her tits are level with his face, when he sits up.

"Why'd you change your mind?" Randy asks, not taking his eyes off her beautiful tits.

"I didn't change my mind," Sylvia smiles. "I just didn't want to be taking my bra off in your bedroom with Mom and Dad in the house. This way I can just pull my blouse back down if we hear them. Like this," she says, pulling her blouse back over her tits. 

"They're beautiful, Sis," Randy says admiringly. "Can I touch them?" he asks.

"You already have," she says matter-of-factly. "Besides it's my turn," she says enjoying the puzzled look on his face. "Show me your cock," she says.

"Uh... okay," Randy says, unsnapping his jeans and pulling his zipper down. He's looking at Sylvia's face as he shoves his jeans down a little and releases his cock through the fly in his underwear. Her eyes get big when she sees the size of her brother's hard cock. It's almost as big as her father's. Reflexively, she reaches over and wraps her hand around it, measuring its width with her fingers. Not quite as big as Daddy's, but still very impressive.

"Okay," Sylvia breathes. "You can touch them," she says, pushing her tits toward his face, while keeping her hand around his cock. Randy slides his hands up under her blouse, grabbing one tit with each hand. Cupping his hands over them he rolls his palms over her hard nipples. Sylvia sighs, while stroking her hand up and down on his hard cock. Randy pushes her blouse up over her tits and sucks one of her nipples into his mouth. Oh fuck! He can't believe he's actually sucking his sister's tit while she jacks him off. A noise in the hallway stops them dead. Randy yanks Sylvia's blouse down over her tits and scrambles to pull up his jeans.

Trying to look as innocent as possible, Sylvia picks up her brother's IPOD and sits in his desk chair, while he fastens his jeans. The IPOD screen shows a track called wav 6. It's still playing as Sylvia puts the ear buds in her ears. She hears her own voice coming from the device, "cum so many times, I thought I couldn't cum again. But when you finally got your big cock inside my ass and started pumping in and out, I exploded." Sylvia tears the ear buds from her ears and throws the IPOD at Randy.

"This is what you've been listening to?" she asks angrily. "It's not enough that you use it to blackmail me, but you get off to it, too!" she says, through clenched teeth. "You are one sick bastard," she says, standing up and walking over to the bed. "Thursday night," she says, pointing her finger at him. "One time deal, then we're done!" Sylvia says. "And take that off your IPOD!" she adds, leaving the room.

Randy had been so intent on getting his pants up before his parents came into his room, that he hadn't even seen Sylvia pick up the IPOD. How stupid could he be? Oh well, he still has a plan for Thursday night.

That slimy bastard, Sylvia thinks. He's listening to her and Daddy's last time together, rubbing his cock like it's a fucking porn tape. In a way it is, but it isn't one that she ever wanted anyone listening to, especially not her brother. Lying on her bed, fuming, she flashes on the feel of his large cock in her hands and angrily tries to dispel the image. Apparently, it's imbedded in her brain because her nipples are still hard where he was sucking them and her pussy is still wet from all the teasing. What kind of slut are you? She asks herself. He's blackmailing you into fucking him, listening to your most intimate moments with Daddy and you're getting turned on. Fuck!

*****

By Wednesday afternoon, Randy has everything arranged. He's invited his dad and Chris to a last minute bachelor party; he's purchased what he needed at the Adult Toy and Apparel store and reserved a suite at a downtown hotel. He is determined to give his sister the fantasy night of her life.

"Hey, Sis," Randy says, knocking as he enters her bedroom. They are the only two home; their parents are at work and Chris is running wedding errands. "I've got everything set up for Thursday night." Sylvia is lying on her stomach on her bed, with the seating arrangements for the wedding spread out in front of her.

"Fine," Sylvia answers tersely. "Just tell me where and when you want me."

"Not just me," Randy explains. "Your ultimate fantasy," Randy says, sitting on the edge of the bed, once again admiring the curve of her ass inside her skintight jeans.

"What are you talking about?" Sylvia asks, making eye contact for the first time.

"Multiple cocks, remember?' Randy says, excitedly. "Every orifice, right? Three guys, all fucking you at the same time. It's all set."

"Who are they?" Sylvia asks, cautiously. "Better not be any of your asshole buddies from school."

"No!" Randy answers. "These are two guys that I know. They're older. One is married and the other is engaged," he explains. "And I've figured out how to keep it all anonymous. You'll wear a full head mask, even your hair won't show, and a full body stocking to cover the tattoos on your back and shoulder. They have as much to lose as you do, so your mask has a blindfold." He stops, trying to read her expression. "You still want this right?"

"I don't know, Randy," Sylvia hesitates. "It's still taking a big chance. What do I tell Chris?"

"Just tell him you need a night with the girls, before you get married," Randy answers her. "Sort of like a bachelorette party." Sylvia rolls onto her back, thinking about his proposition. Randy can't keep his eyes off her chest and her thin t-shirt stretched across her tits. She's not wearing a bra and her nipples are making distinct bumps in the thin material. His cock stirs inside his jeans; he shifts positions to get more comfortable.

Sylvia is seriously considering her brother's proposition. She figures she's going to have to fuck him anyway on Thursday night. What about taking on two other guys? It is the ultimate erotic fantasy and she's never going to have another chance like this. Should she take the risk? Oh, what the fuck.

"Okay. I'll do it," she says, making up her mind. "But these guys better be who you say they are. How do we know it'll be safe? You know, sexually I mean."

"Trust me, Sis," Randy says. "I know these guys. In fact you know them too, which is why you'll be blind folded. No one will know who they're fucking. Everyone's secret is protected."

"What do I have to do?" Sylvia asks. "And how are we going to fuck if I'm in a full body stocking?"

"Wait right here," Randy says, running from the room. He's so excited that his cock is bulging in his pants when he returns to her room with a shopping bag.

"Check this out," Randy says, opening the bag on her bed. Inside the bag is a crotchless and cupless black body stocking. Sylvia laughs as he holds it up in front of him.

"Where did you get that?" Sylvia asks, still laughing. Taking it from him, she inspects the crotch, which has a little stitched opening to go around her pussy lips and is completely open around the ass.

"Try it on," Randy says, excitedly, pulling a mask out of the bag.

"Right now?" Sylvia asks, looking at the mask.

"We have to know if it'll work," Randy pleads. "What if I got the wrong size?" he asks, aching to see his sister in the sexy body stocking and mask.

"Okay," Sylvia says. "Leave the room, I'll tell you when to come back."

"You're kidding, right?" Randy asks. "I've already seen you naked and tomorrow night... Just put it on, Sis."

"Fine!" Sylvia relents, pulling her t-shirt over her head, revealing her luscious tits to her little brother. "Tell me if you hear Chris's car," she says as she unfastens her jeans, turns around and pulls them and her panties down together. Randy's cock, already bulging out the front of his jeans, hardens even more at the sight of his sister's firm round ass. Sylvia keeps her back to him as she tires unsuccessfully to put the body stocking on while standing up. She finally gives up and sits on the bed, facing Randy. His eyes are popping out of his head when she lifts he leg to fit the body stocking over it. Her legs are wide open and he can see her pussy lips below her neatly trimmed triangle of black pubic hair. Holy shit! Randy's afraid he's going to cum in his pants.

Sylvia feels her arousal building. She didn't realize that exposing herself to her brother like this would be such a turn on. She glances at his crotch and sees the big bulge his cock is making. She was about ready to suck it yesterday, before they were interrupted. Now, as she stands up to pull the body stocking up over her thighs, she wonders if he can see how moist her pussy is getting. She smoothes the sheer, black material over her thighs and pulls the body stocking up over her waist. She has to shift it around a couple of times to position her pussy lips just right through the opening. It's bottomless with just a thin strip of material running between her pussy and her ass. She pulls it up, putting her arms in the sleeves and positioning the two cutouts, in the front, snugly around her tits, pushing them up and out more than normal.

Randy's cock is so fucking hard. His sister looks like a model out of a porn magazine. The body stocking fits her like a second skin and when she fastens the front just below her neck, it leaves just her tits, ass and pussy lips exposed.

"God damn, Sylvia," Randy sighs. "You look so fucking hot," he says. "Here, let's see the whole outfit," he says, handing her the mask. It's a full head mask with holes for the eyes and mouth, which are covered with Velcro patches. He helps his sister tuck her hair up under the mask and then secures it around her neck with the Velcro strap. Pulling the eye patches off, he turns her towards the mirror.

"What do you think?" Randy asks, barely able to contain his excitement.

Sylvia looks through the eyeholes in the mask at her image in the full-length mirror. She is stunned at the erotic vision reflecting back at her. Her body is almost completely concealed in black. Her tits are jutting out, like an open invitation to suck on them, and her hard nipples are reinforcing the message. She glances at her brother and takes satisfaction in his discomfort as she reaches down and runs her finger up and down between her exposed pussy lips. She shivers at her own touch and a small cascade of juices soak her finger. Turning, to look at the back, she momentarily faces her brother. He's just staring at her with his mouth open and his cock bulging in his jeans. Without breaking eye contact, she slowly tears the mouth cover from the mask, puts her wet finger up to her lips and teasingly sucks off the juices.

Oh fuck! Sylvia looks even more tantalizing than Randy imagined. His cock is throbbing. Jesus Christ! She's licking her own juices off her finger! His sister is so fucking hot! And so... so... damn fuckable! She's putting her finger back in her pussy. No, two fingers! She's spreading her legs and pushing two fingers up inside her wet pussy. He can't see her face. He can only imagine what her expression must be like, behind the mask. He watches her pull her fingers from her soaking wet pussy and step toward him. His sister runs her fingers under his nose and he breathes in her seductive aroma.

"Oh god, Sis!" Randy moans. "You are so..." But he doesn't get a chance to finish because Sylvia is pushing her fingers into his mouth. He sucks hungrily on her two fingers while her other hand caresses his hard cock through his jeans. Randy reaches up and squeezes her succulent tits, gently pinching and teasing her nipples, while he tastes her delectable pussy flavoring.

"Mmmm," Sylvia moans. She pulls her fingers from his mouth and unfastens the front of his jeans. Grabbing his underwear and jeans together, she yanks them down past his knees. Sylvia kneels down and feeds her brother's large cock into her mouth, through the opening in the mask. Pumping his cock into his sister's mask covered face is the kinkiest thing he's ever done. Randy pumps even faster when he catches their reflection in the mirror behind Sylvia. This erotic black clad figure, with only her bare, white ass cheeks showing, is kneeling in front of him giving him the blowjob of his life. Sylvia stops and pushes him back on the bed.

"We don't have time for you to cum twice and I want you inside my pussy!" she says as she straddles him and pushes her exposed pussy lips down around his cock. She is well lubricated and he slides right in. Sylvia leans forward, with her tits hanging down over his chest, and starts riding up and down on his hard cock.

"Oh fuck!" Randy cries. "You feel so fucking good, Sis!" Randy is beside himself, humping his ass off he bed, shoving his hard cock deep inside his sister's burning pussy. In her full body stocking and leather mask, she looks like a model for some kind of sexual bondage ad. All he can see is her lustful eyes, her ruby lips and her creamy tits as she rides his throbbing cock.

"Just don't cum too soon, little brother," Sylvia pants. "I really need this!" Sylvia is bouncing up and down, jamming her fiery pussy onto her brother's hard cock. She stops, abruptly, sitting down hard on Randy.

"What was that?" Sylvia asks. "Is that a car?" Randy listens, hoping she's mistaken as his cock throbs inside her velvety pussy. Then he hears it too.

"Fuck! It's Chris," Randy says as Sylvia jumps off his cock and unfastens her mask.

"Stall him, Randy," she says. "Give me time to get out of this thing," Randy pulls his jeans up and runs down the hallway as he hears the car door slam. He grabs a coke from the kitchen as he hears Sylvia close her bedroom door. Intercepting Chris at the front door, he puts his arm around him conspiratorially and guides him back outside.

"We're all set for tomorrow night, bro," he tells Chris. "I was with her this afternoon and she is one hot, babe," Randy winks. "She is obsessed with having multiple cocks in her. She's never done anything like this before but she wants one of us in her ass, one in her pussy and one in her mouth all at the same time."

"Wow!" Chris smiles. "What a slut! And you're sure she's hot, Randy?" Chris asks. "We're not going to get there and find some fat skenk, are we?"

"No way!" Randy assures him. "She is hotter than any woman I know, probably any woman you know."

"I don't know," Chris says. "Your sister is the hottest woman I know and I don't think your gangbang slut is going to top her," Chris laughs.




Big Sister's Wedding



"You'll see," Randy says. "I bet she's close. But don't call her names, okay. She just obsessed with this particular sexual fantasy. It's a one-time thing. She's not a slut!" Randy admonishes him.

"Sure. Whatever," Chris says. "Hey. Is Sylvia home?" Chris asks, heading back into the house.

"Yeah," Randy says. "I think she's in her room working on the seating arrangements or something.

"Great," Chris says sarcastically. "She needs to give up trying to please everybody and just let them sit wherever they want," Chris says going into the house.

This is the second time that her and Randy have gotten interrupted. Maybe it just isn't meant to be, Sylvia thinks. Then, again, there's tomorrow night. Of course, that's with two other guys. She's back in her jeans and t-shirt, the body stocking and masked tucked safely away under her bed. At first she was mad about Randy blackmailing her, but now, she's almost as obsessed with her brother's hard cock as she was when she first saw her daddy's. She hopes she'll be able to distinguish which one is his when she's blindfolded tomorrow night.

"Hey, babe," Chris says, walking over to the bed and kissing her on the cheek. "How are the seating arrangements coming?" he asks.

"Okay," she says. "Did you get everything?" She asks, rolling onto her back and patting the bed beside her.

"Yeah. Piece of cake," he says, lying down beside her and enfolding her in his arms. "Mmmmm," he says. "You feel nice. Are you sure about us waiting for our wedding night?" he says, caressing her tits through her t-shirt. "You're driving me crazy."

"How do you think I feel?" Sylvia asks, but she's thinking about her father and brother. "I'm not getting any either," she lies. As Chris runs his hands up and down her back, cupping her ass cheeks through her jeans, Sylvia's pussy is aching for release. She was getting so close when Chris' car pulled up.

"Are you comfortable in aunt Sally's guest room?" she asks Chris. Since they've chosen to stop fucking until their wedding night, they decided it would be best if he didn't stay at her parent's house with her.

"Yeah. It's great," Chris says. "And Aunt Sally is looking better ever day," he laughs, squeezing her ass. Aunt Sally actually is looking good. She's Sylvia's mom's younger sister, probably in her mid-thirties, single, with a great ass and a nice pair of tits. He caught a glimpse of her in her nightgown as he passed her door last night. The door was ajar and she was brushing her hair in front of the mirror. The outline of her breasts through the sheer nightgown made his cock spring to life. It hadn't occurred to him at the time, but on reflection he wonders if the door was ajar on purpose.

"Help yourself," Sylvia teases, bringing him out of his reverie. "I've got my dad and my brother here. We can fulfill some incestuous fantasies of our own, while you get it on with Aunt Sally." She slips her tongue in his mouth before he has a chance to answer. Draping her leg over his thigh, she pushes her crotch up against his hip. It isn't enough, but it feels good to have a little pressure on her swollen pussy lips. Chris kisses her back, wondering what he should tell her about Thursday night. Before he comes up with a good excuse, Sylvia beats him to it.

"Tomorrow night, a few of my girl friends want to have a girls night. You know, go out on the town before the wedding," she tells him as she pushes her pussy tightly against his hip. "Do you mind?" Fuck no, he doesn't mind. This is perfect, he thinks.

"No, it's fine," he says. "I'll just hang with your dad or your brother," he adds, relieved that he didn't have to make something up. "So what are you doing, male strippers or something?"

"Or something," Sylvia answers, thinking again about her brother's big cock. He's much less experienced, but he filled her almost as full as her daddy. She's already had her last fling with her daddy and she only has two more days until her wedding, she may as well make the most of them.

Randy is in his bedroom with his cock out, stroking it like crazy. His sister was actually fucking him! That sexy, black, body stocking and mask was un-fucking-believable. Why the fuck did Chris have to come back when he did? They were so close! She must be aching, too! He'd heard her tell Dad that her and Chris weren't fucking until their wedding night. He strokes faster as he fantasizes sneaking into her bedroom tonight after their parents are asleep. Just as he's wondering how she'd react, he shoots his load, pumping a huge pool of cum into a wad of Kleenex.

Over dinner, Sylvia is explaining some of the challenges of getting the seating arrangements right. Her mother is taking her seriously, while her dad and Chris are making jokes. She notices Randy is just watching her and smiling. She winks at him when no one is looking. They're sitting across from each other and when she stretches her leg out, her foot touches his ankle. She runs her foot up the inside of his calf, while she admonishes Chris for not taking this seriously.

"It's not funny!" she says, still rubbing her foot against her brother's leg. "I don't want my wedding to be ruined because we sat the wrong people together!"

"I'm sorry, babe," Chris says. "I just think, you know, maybe you're exaggerating a little. If these are the type of people who can't get along for one day, so you... so we can have a happy wedding, then why did we invite them?" He looks to Frank for support and Frank nods, agreeing with Chris' assessment.

"Why don't you ask Aunt Sally to help you, Sylvia?" her mom says. "She always knows the latest about who's speaking with whom. I'm sure she'd help." Sylvia smiles at Chris at the mention of Aunt Sally, but agrees it's a good idea.

"Thanks, Mom," she says, getting up from the table. "I'll call her and see if she's busy."

What was that about, Randy wonders. His cock is hard as he watches his sister's ass swaying back and forth, while she walks out of the room. Was that an invitation for more? Was she telling me that she wants to continue what we started or am I reading too much into this?

"Aunt Sally says she'd love to help, but one of her headlights is out," Sylvia says, sitting back down at the table. "She's getting it fixed tomorrow, but she doesn't want to drive it after dark. I told her we could go get her and Chris can drive her home, since he's going there anyway. Is that okay?" She directs this last question directly to Chris.

"Sure, babe," Chris smiles, teasingly. "Do you want me to go get her now?"

"Please," Sylvia says, standing back up. "I'll go with you." When they get to the door she adds, under her breath. "To make sure there's no hanky panky." She pinches his ass on their way out the door.

"Ouch!" Chris laughs. "Do you honestly think I'd fool around with your favorite aunt?" Chris asks as they get in the car.

"I was kidding!" Sylvia says, kissing him on the cheek. "What's the matter? Can't take a joke?"

"Not when I'm this horny!" he laughs. "You know, this no sex thing is really working," he says.

"Oh?" Sylvia questions.

"Well, if the objective was to make the wedding night more special and something to look forward to, then it's really working. I can't wait to get back inside you!" he says, starting the car and backing out of driveway.

"I've missed you, too," Sylvia says, resting her hand on his thigh. "It's only a couple of more days." And what a couple of days it'll be, she thinks. There's Randy and his friends tomorrow night and she's also thinking that maybe tonight she'll try to sneak into Randy's room to finish off what they started this afternoon. She was so ready! That was really bad timing!

"Yeah, only two more days!" Chris says, thinking about the bachelor party Randy has planned for tomorrow night. One girl and three guys; he's never done anything like that and especially not with his future bride's father and brother. That seems a little weird. Then there's Aunt Sally. He wonders if she'll put on another show for him tonight when they get home. He's probably just letting his horniness make his imagination run away with him. It was certainly just an accident that he saw her last night.

*****

Aunt Sally hangs up the phone and smiles. She loves her niece and is happy to help her plan the seating arrangements. She also likes the travel arrangements, with Chris driving her home afterwards. When she made the offer for him to stay with her, she was really just trying to help. She wasn't thinking about anything else. Then when she heard they haven't been sleeping together for a month, her imagination took over. She started to wonder just how horny a well-built young man like him would get in a month's time. Last night was just a test, to see if he was interested. Since he was, tonight, she'll move it farther along. Two more days until the wedding... well, actually three more nights until the wedding. That's how she really should be counting it. She goes into her bedroom to pick out an appropriate outfit to go to her sister's house.

When Chris and Sylvia arrive at Aunt Sally's, she's wearing a light blue dress, that hugs her figure nicely, with a brown jacket over it, buttoned most of the way up. She looks nice but not provocative. She kisses Chris and Sylvia on their cheeks and tells them she's ready to go.

The evening is a success and by ten o'clock, they have seating arrangements complete and Sylvia is relieved. She kisses Chris, hugging him tightly and tells him he needs to get Aunt Sally home. Chris doesn't argue and he and Sally drive off while Sylvia says her goodnights to her Mom, Dad and Randy. Randy goes to his room, too, wondering how late Mom and Dad are going to stay up.

*****

"So, how's the abstinence going?" Aunt Sally asks, smiling at him from the passenger seat of his car. "It must be really hard?" she says without any special inflection.

"Yeah," Chris answers, wondering if she meant that the way he thinks. "Some days it's harder than others," he says keeping the double entendre going.

"I bet it is." Aunt Sally says, leaning forward and taking off her jacket. She's kept in on all evening, but now in the dim light of the car he can see that her dress is very low cut, revealing a dangerous amount of cleavage. He's keeping one eye on the road and trying not to stare at the exposed side of her breast as it curves its way down into her dress. "I give you two a lot of credit. I don't know if I could do it."

"It's been a challenge," Chris answers. "But it sure makes you look forward to your wedding night."

"Hey, only two more days!" Aunt Sally announces, and three nights, she thinks. "What are you doing for a last minute fling?" she asks. Randy almost drives off the road and she starts laughing. "I don't mean that. I mean are you having a bachelor party or going out on the town or what?" But Chris is pretty sure it's exactly what she means.

"I'm hanging with Sylvia's dad and brother tomorrow night. Then the rehearsal dinner is Friday night," Chris answers, his eyes again on the curves of her milky white breasts. Is she really trying to tease him?

"Oh that sounds exciting," she says sarcastically. "You're a real party animal, huh?" she challenges him.

"Yeah, well. I don't really know anyone in town," he says, defensively. "A few of the guys and I went out Monday night before I came down here," he says, recapturing his pride.

"Well, you may not know anyone else, but you know me." Aunt Sally says. "And I'm not going to let you get married without buying you at least one drink. How about it, Chris?" she looks at him. "Let an old lady buy her new nephew a drink?"

"Sure," Chris answers. "Say, where." This is it. If he were a betting man, he'd bet he was going to get laid tonight.

"Turn right at the next light and go down about a mile." Aunt Sally tells him. As he's driving, she's wiggling around and messing with her dress. He catches a glimpse of her right nipple as she bends forward, her dress gapes open and her bra cup slides away to the left. What the fuck! She's taking her bra off! That's what she's been doing, wiggling around like that. This just keeps getting better.

By the time they pull into the parking lot, Sally has her bra off and is tucking it under her jacket on the backseat. "I never wear these things when I go out," she tells Chris. "Too confining. I just make nice with my family by dressing more conservatively when I'm around them." Holding the door for her, he admires her shapely legs as she gets out of the car. She doesn't seem to mind.

Oh boy, this kid is hot to trot, Sally thinks. A month without pussy, for someone who's used to getting it everyday, will do that to you. She slides her arm through his, pressing the side of her breast against his bicep as they walk into the nightclub, complete with loud music and wall-to-wall people. She can't wait to get him out on the dance floor; a little grinding against his hard cock will tell her whether she wants to go any farther. She doubts if he's as hung as her brother. But Frank is the exception. She sighs at the thought of Frank's cock. She only got to sample it once, several years ago, but it is still a vivid memory.

*****

Her washing machine broke down, a few months after her divorce, and Frank came over to fix it. She was a wreck, feeling very low; she'd kicked her husband out after catching him with his cock buried to his balls in the ass of some high school cheerleader. They were behind the garage, in the middle of the fucking day! She'd turned the hose on them and then kicked his ass out. That's what she gets for marrying the high school football coach. And now, her washing machine had broken down, leaking water all over the floor.

She was still in her bathrobe, mopping the floor, with tears streaming down her face, when Frank got there. He took her in his arms, rubbing her back and consoling her, literally letting her cry on his shoulder. Of course, while she's sobbing into his shirt, Frank couldn't help but notice that the thin bathrobe was all his sister was wearing, having taken off her nightgown to put it in the wash. His cock responded to her nearly naked body and with a cock as big as his, there was no way she could miss it. She held him tighter and started gradually moving her body against his, rubbing up and down against his cock. Before long, Frank picked her up in his arms and carried her into her bedroom.

"I know what you need, Sal." Frank said, stripping off his clothes. When he released his mammoth cock, it sprang out, long and hard, pointing right at his sister. "I'm going to show you how fucking desirable you are and what an idiot that husband of yours was to ignore you." He crawled up on the bed, pulled her bathrobe apart and nuzzled his face into her anxious pussy. He ate her through two loud, moaning, orgasms, before trying to penetrate her with his massive bulk. Frank realized that his cock was larger than most and had learned a long time ago how to get a woman ready for him.

"Ohmygod! Frank!" Sally called out, when he entered her. "I've never been so full!" She had two more orgasms while he fucked her, taking his time, focused on pleasing her. Then she rolled him over and sucked his large cock into her mouth, tasting her own juices on his spent cock. She remembers how stretched out her mouth was around his thick rod, when it was fully erect. She was wondering how much cum he would shoot into her mouth, when he pushed her head away, rolled her over and fucked her again. This time he wasn't gentle; he hammered her pussy with his giant cock until she had the most explosive orgasm of her life. He kissed her and left her recuperating on her bed, while he fixed the washing machine. When he left, he told her how beautiful she was, how much he had loved her body and to call him anytime she needed anything fixed. She was certain she would and then the next day he fell off that fucking scaffold and broke his ankles. They just never got together again, after his convalescence.

*****

"WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DRINK?" Chris yells over the music.

"A WHITE RUSSIAN," she yells back as they make their way to the bar.

"I'M BUYING!" she yells as she pulls out a credit card. Their bodies are pressed together as they work their way to the bar and then back to their seats. Chris keeps his hand possessively on Sally's hip as they move through the crowd. She likes the way it feels. It's been a while since any man has touched her protectively like this.

"LET'S DANCE," she yells in his ear as they set their drinks on a small round table for two.

"OKAY," Chris yells back. It's a medium tempo song, but when they get to the dance floor, Aunt Sally ignores the temp and turns around, wrapping her arms around him, molding her sexy body to his. They sway back and forth on the dance floor, Sally subtly, but unmistakably, grinding her pussy mound against his crotch. Chris' cock responds instantly, stiffening inside his jeans and pressing back against her. Gradually, he let's his hands slide down her back, a few inches at a time, until his palms are cupping her ass cheeks. She hugs him tighter, planting her tits firmly against his chest and wiggles her ass against his hands. He grips her ass cheeks and pulls her pussy tightly against his hard cock, with a very unsubtle grinding motion.

"YOU'RE A GOOD DANCER!" Aunt Sally yells into his ear and then moves her mouth down from his ear, nibbling on his neck. Oh fuck! Chris' cock is rock hard. They're practically dry humping on the dance floor and he's afraid he's going to lose it, right here in his pants.

"LET'S TAKE A BREAK," he yells in her ear as he unwraps his arms from around her. She does the same and when she backs up, her dress is askew and her left tit is almost completely exposed. Chris sucks in his breath as he stares at her large, dark areola with its thick, erect nipple perched on the tip of her mouthwatering breast. Sally sees his expression and looks down at herself. Looking back up at him, she makes no move to cover herself. Instead she shifts her gaze from his face to his cock and back, before slowly and deliberately, pulling her dress completely away from her tit giving him an even better view of her nipple and areola. Pulling her dress back into position, she smoothes it over her tit, running her hand over her aroused nipple as she stares into his eyes. Smiling, she takes his hand and leads him off the dance floor.

They almost guzzle their drinks and Chris suggests they call it a night. She leads the way off the dance floor, keeping her ass tightly against his crotch as they weave their way through the crowd of bodies to the door.

"That was fun," she says, settling into her seat and turning to him. "Thank you for taking an old lady dancing while you're still single," she says, reminding him that he only has a couple more days to enjoy his freedom. "I haven't done that in years!" Then adds, under her breath. "One of several things I haven't done in years."

"No! Thank you, Aunt Sally," Chris stammers. "I... uh... I... don't really know what to say, except thank you." Chris is driving cautiously and his eyes keep straying to Sally's cleavage and her hard nipples poking out the front of her dress like bullets. 

"Well you can start by dropping the Aunt part," Sally says. "I think we've progressed to just Sally, haven't we?" she says teasingly. "Unless the idea of me being your Aunt is part of the equation," she adds, placing her hand on his thigh, much the same way Sylvia had done earlier.

"No," Chris says, catching his breath. "Sally, it is."

"Good," she says, rubbing her hand up and down his thigh. "You know, Chris, I try to be a good aunt. I don't have any kids of my own, so I focus all of my attention on my niece and nephew. Whatever problems they have, I try to be there for them."