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Christmas Break

By: lilhercules99



 (Author's note: Please read "A Summer At Home: Parts 1-3" for the background on this story.)

I had just finished my last final exam of the semester and was packing to go home for Christmas break. The beginning of my sophomore year in college had been great – I had joined a fraternity, went to tons of parties and even scored a few dates with some wild sorority chicks. But I was definitely looking forward to going home. The truth was, as much as I hated to admit it, I really missed my step-sister, Stacy, and I was looking forward to seeing her again. The previous summer had changed our relationship entirely. In fact, prior to the fun we enjoyed together that summer, I used to view my step-sister as nothing more than a little brat that I teased mercilessly. But now I recognized that she was definitely all grown up . . . and without a doubt one of the sexiest women that I have ever had the pleasure of being with.

As I made the three-hour trip home in my car, a thousand thoughts raced through my mind and I imagined how much fun we would have the first time I could be alone with her. Although it had been several months since our last sexual experience, I could still close my eyes and picture her perfect body in my mind. God she was incredibly sexy! I thought to myself. The drive seemed to take forever and my hard cocked throbbed inside my jeans as I thought of being alone with my little sister. However, my excitement quickly grew to disappointment when I saw both my parents' cars as I pulled into the driveway. 

"Damn! What are they doing home?" I muttered under my breath, as I opened my trunk to retrieve my bags.

"Honey, it's so good to see you!" my mom cried out as she met me at the front door. She gave me a quick hug and a kiss and then grabbed one of my bags and helped me carry it up the stairs. My step-dad, Neil, was waiting at the top of the stairs. 

"Hey Chief! (He always called me that.) How did you do on your final exams?" he asked while giving me a firm handshake.

"Ummm, okay, I guess." I answered in reply. We continued to make small talk for a while until finally I decided to go to my room and unpack.

As I started down the hallway, I asked over my shoulder, "By the way, is Stacy back from college yet?" 

"Yes dear." My mother simply told me. "Why don't you poke your head in her room and say hello?"

Taking my mother's advice, I knocked on the door and then gently pushed it open, expecting to find my sister inside. "Hey! How is the sexiest girl that I know?" I started to tease her as I poked my head inside . . . but then I suddenly stopped myself. Much to my surprise, instead of my sister, a strange girl was sitting on her bed. "Ummm, I'm sorry," I said almost embarrassed, "I thought Stacy was in here." "She is in the bathroom . . . changing clothes." The girl responded politely. Then she stood up and crossed over to where I was standing, and introduced herself with her hand extended. "Hi, I'm Crystal."

"It's nice to meet you. I'm Jason." I said as I gently shook her hand.

I noticed immediately that Crystal was a very attractive girl. She stood about 5'2" and probably weighed no more than 100 lbs. soaking wet. Her dark curly hair fell down to her shoulders and framed her face nicely. Her blues eyes sparkled as she smiled at me. Her body type was completely different than Stacy's . . . she was very petite, but had a nice round ass and a great set of tits (probably 36d's).

She looked me up and down . . . almost as if checking me out. "Wow! You're definitely a lot cuter than how Stacy described you." she said and then giggled.

"Ummm, thanks I guess," I managed to say while blushing. I was surprised by her boldness.

"So you think your sister is the sexiest girl you know, eh?" she asked, winking at me and then giggling again.

"Well, ummm . . ." I searched for an answer.

Fortunately, just then I heard Stacy walk in behind me. "Hey big brother!" she said as she punched me playfully on the arm. "I see you have already met my roommate."

"Yeah, kind of." I simply replied.

"Cool, well she is going to be hanging out here over the Christmas break." Stacy informed me. "Her parents are overseas on business, so I invited her to come home and spend the holidays with us." 

I quickly realized that with my sister's college roommate around, I probably wouldn't find much time to spend alone with her. "That's great," I responded, trying to hide my disappointment. "I'm going to go unpack now," I told them both and then turned to leave.

Later that evening, at dinner, the girls talked, laughed, and told lots of stories about the first year at college. I sat quietly as my sister described some of the guys that she went out with and then went into great detail about one specific boy she was now "dating" as she explained it. How can she do this to me? I thought to myself. Doesn't last summer mean anything to her? I couldn't believe it . . . I was actually getting jealous! My sister and I had agreed that we would be free to date other people, and in fact, I went out with lots of other girls . . . but still I was upset at her for going out with other guys. Silently, my anger continued to grow and I think my sister finally noticed because she abruptly changed the subject. 

Finally, after dinner, my sister pulled me aside while we were doing the dishes and whispered, "Don't worry big brother. You are still my #1 guy! In fact, later tonight, I have a surprise for you." Suddenly, my mood had changed and I couldn't wait for "later tonight" to come. Unfortunately, the night seemed to drag on as my sister, her roommate, and my parents continued to go on and on talking about college and asking all kinds of questions. I tried to be patient and listen while they chatted, but eventually I excused myself to go watch the hockey game downstairs in the den. While downstairs, I fell asleep on the couch and when I woke up, everyone else had already gone to bed. I was disappointed; maybe my sister had forgotten about her promise to surprise me. I couldn't believe it . . . I had waited an entire semester to be with my sister again, and now I would have to wait another day. I felt like I was about to explode. I thought about going to the bathroom to stroke my aching cock before going to bed, but then decided against it. Instead, I simply stripped off my clothes and crawled into bed under the covers.

I was fast asleep and didn't hear the door open or feel the covers on my bed being pulled back. It wasn't until I felt the sensation of a hot little mouth sucking gently on my growing shaft that I woke up. At first, I thought maybe I was dreaming . . . but when I heard her moan softly, I realized this was actually more like a dream come true. I guess my sister made good on her promise to surprise me after all, I thought as I smiled to myself. Her head continued to bob up and down on my rock hard cock while her fingers gently stroked my thighs and played with my balls.

"God, baby! That feels so good!" I encouraged her. "You are the best little cocksucker in the world. I can't believe that I had to wait all semester to be with you again."

"Shhhhhh! You are going to wake everybody up."

I was enjoying her blowjob so much, it took a few seconds for her words to register. Wait a second! I thought . . . and then I froze. 

"Oh my god!" I exclaimed as I turned on the lights. "What the hell are you doing?"

I looked down to see my sister's friend, Crystal, staring right back at me as she continued to suck greedily on my hard cock. I was in complete shock and couldn't move. Suddenly, she sucked me deep into her throat and I exploded . . . filling her mouth with my hot cum. She swallowed every drop and then licked the head of my cock clean.

"I can't believe you just did that!" I stated, still in shock.

"Why? Were you expecting someone else?" she asked and then giggled.

"Umm, well . . . I mean . . . what are you talking about anyway?" I finally was able to respond.

"Don't worry," she said as she crawled up my body and kissed me. "I know about you and Stacy."

My mind began to race . . . I can't believe that someone had actually found out about my relationship with my sister! How did she know? Part of me began to worry that we were in big trouble. Still I couldn't ignore the fact that this beautiful girl was now sliding her tongue inside my mouth. I kissed her back and she moaned softly. Suddenly I heard someone clear their throat and I looked up to see my sister in the doorway.

"Oh shit! I'm sorry Stacy!" I started to say.

She smiled a wicked smile and simply said, "So I see you guys have started without me." I looked closer and noticed she was standing there in only a pair of black lace panties and she was gently tugging on the nipple of her left breast.

"What are you talking about?" I asked her, again completely surprised by this turn of events.

"Relax silly!" she told me. "This is all part of my surprise. I told Crystal that I wanted to watch while you fucked her. She was only too happy to help out."

My sister slowly slid her panties down over her hips and to the floor, revealing her shaved little pussy. God, she looked so hot! I thought to myself. 

"Go ahead, big brother. What are you waiting for?"

I turned my attention back to Crystal and noticed she had removed the t-shirt she was wearing. Her firm 36d tits stood out proudly on her chest with large aureoles and hard nipples begging to be sucked. She stood up for a moment and turned to my sister, Stacy. 

"Want to help me with these panties?" she asked her.

"Gladly" Stacy replied and walked over to her.

I watched in amazement as she hooked her thumbs under the waistband of Crystal's blue silk thong and slid it down slowly over her round little ass. Then Stacy kissed her directly on the mouth and their tongues began to dance together. My sister's firm little tits were pressed up against Crystal's huge breasts, and the contrast between Stacy's completely smooth pussy and Crystals' dark, closely trimmed pussy hair was simply incredible. My cock grew rock hard instantly.

"I think he is ready for you" Stacy whispered into her ear.

"I think you are right," Crystal said as she giggled and stared at my cock.

Then, without any warning or any more foreplay, Crystal simply crawled up onto the bed, straddled my legs, and sat down directly on my aching cock. Sinking her body down onto me, I felt my cock press deep inside her tight little cunt. She began rocking and grinding her hips against me, as she rode my hard shaft and tossed her head from side to side moaning and panting. Her pussy was so hot and wet, I had never felt anything like it. 

I looked over and my sister was sitting in a chair with her legs spread, fingering her swollen clit. A look of pure lust was on her face and she seemed to be in complete ecstasy as she watched us fuck each other. I leaned up and began to suck on Crystal's huge nipples while she continued to ride my hard cock. I grabbed her hips to help guide my hard cock inside her tight wet cunt. I felt her pussy begin to spasm, and I knew that she was starting to cum. I looked over again and saw my sister frantically pumping two fingers inside her own pussy. She started moaning and I realized that she was also cumming. I knew that I wouldn't be able to hold back any longer, so with one final thrust I started shooting my hot cum deep inside of Crystal. We both collapsed on the bed, out of breath and completely exhausted. 

"That was so hot!" my sister exclaimed and then she moved from her seat over to the bed, leaned down and kissed me hotly on the mouth. "Watching you fuck Crystal was incredible, big brother! I hope you liked my surprise," she whispered as she smiled at me and winked. "Now you should probably get some rest, because the fun is just beginning . . ."

(To be continued.)

Christmas Break



I was poor, broke and horny and headed home from college for Christmas break. I spent my time at college studying and did little to further my sexual experiences. I knew my perpetually horny brother would be at home anxiously waiting for me to arrive so he could spy on me some more while I was taking a bath. 

We had a Jack and Jill bathroom arrangement. Kevin (my brother) would spy on me through the warped top of the door. This eventually led to my being blackmailed into having sex with him. (See Forced to Strip chapters 1 and 2). 

When I got home I greeted my long lost family and even gave Kevin a hug. I told everyone I was a bit tired from the trip room (a whole 3 hour drive) and I was going to take a bath. I winked at Kevin as I headed up the stairs. Kevin made an excuse about being tired and retreated to his room. I knew he was lying. He just wanted to spy on me. 

After I had initially discovered Kevin was spying on me some time ago, I would pull the curtain around the tub. However today I felt a bit like a tease. I made sure the curtain would remain open and Kevin would get a full bird's eye view. 

I slowly undressed knowing Kevin was looking at me from the top of the door ledge. I deliberately faced him as I drew the water in the tub. I unbuttoned my blouse in a slow and deliberate manner. When the blouse was undone, I let it drop off my shoulders to the floor. While at college I had gained a cup size going from 36 DD to 38 DDD. The food there was actually better than mom's bland cooking. To her salt and pepper were seasoning. I didn't think Kevin would mind that his baby sister grew up some more.  

I next reached behind my back and unhooked my bra. I slid it forward, letting it drop, exposing my breasts to my lecher of a brother. I rubbed my breasts a little along the bra lines. I lifted each tit up and rubbed underneath. 

I then unbuckled my jeans. They fell to the floor and I stepped out of them. I was completely naked as this was a "no panties" day. My bush was in plain sight of my brother's leering eyes. 

I bent over the tub to test the water, giving Kevin a full rear view. I was sure he could see pussy lips from behind. I got in the tub and spread my legs by the faucet as I ran water onto my pussy and masturbated like hell. My fingers were going wild when I remembered Kevin. I bet he could do something. I motioned to Kevin with my finger. When he didn't budge I whispered loudly, "Come here" as I kept motioning toward the door. I hadn't locked the door this time. 

Kevin opened the door slightly, not sure if I really meant it. 

"Come over here," I repeated. Kevin walked over and knelt by me. 

"Here," I said as I pushed his face into my gash. "Eat me." 

Kevin was on his knees eating my pussy. It had been such a long time that anyone had licked me; I was almost having an orgasm with every stroke of Kevin's amateur attempt to please me. I was splashing around in the water as Kevin struggled to keep his face aligned with my wet spot. I came several times in my brother's face. It was now my turn to repay him. 

I had Kevin come over to my face. I reached out and unzipped his fly. I reached into his pants and fumbled around in an effort to spring free his huge dick. Once I had successfully removed my brother's cock, it was my turn to go to work on it. 

I licked his cock hard, then took a couple of sucks when I heard loud footsteps. Mom was coming up the stairs. I let go of Kevin, whispered, "Get lost" as Kevin exited the room hastily zipping up his fly to the word, "ouch!" 

Kevin got back just in time to close the bathroom door quietly right before mom knock on his door. I was wondering if mom was going to appreciate the boner Kevin was sporting. 

Mom walked over to the bathroom door and talked through the door, "This is for both of you, Tammy can you hear me?" 

"Yes Mother!" I shouted back to the door. I pulled the plug in the tub and began to dry myself off. I was expecting the worse. Mom and dad had found out about me and Kevin having sex. I was getting ready to confess it was all Kevin's fault when she started to talk about her sister Sarah in Kirkland. 

"My sister isn't doing so well," Mom yelled. "I have to go see her and help out with her children. Dad is going to drive me to Kirkland and he'll drop me off and come back." 

By this time I had dried off and wrapped a towel around me. I opened the door to Kevin's room so mom wouldn't have to yell. Mom spoke in her "indoor voice" as she would tell us kids. 

"You kids are going to be alone for Christmas, but dad should be back the next day. I will be staying there for awhile. We will be leaving tomorrow morning." 

WOW! They were going to drive from Indiana to Kirkland on Christmas Eve. That would leave me and Kevin alone for two days. 

I nodded, gave mom a hug, and told her to "Say hello to Aunt Sarah for us." 

Mom said she would. I told her I was sleepy and headed off to bed. I slipped Kevin a wink when mom wasn't looking. 

I lay in bed and had actually dosed off for a bit. I left my door to the adjoining bathroom, not only unlocked, but wide open as an invitation to Kevin. 

Later that night Kevin took the hint. He snuck over into my room and pulled the covers back off my body. I was sleeping in an oversized t-shirt and nothing more. I pretended to remain asleep while Kevin lifted up my t-shirt to inspect my body by the lights coming from the bathroom door. My nipples became instantly hard when the cool air hit them.

Kevin took his hand and rubbed it over my tits. He then went down over my stomach to my pussy. He pushed my legs apart (they were headed that way anyway) and fingered my pussy lips. As they became wet, he dropped his pajama bottoms and began to rub his cock against my rock hard nipples. 

After he polished his monstrous cock hard against my tits, he rubbed it across my face. My mouth opened to lick it as he moved it back and forth. He then stuck his dick in my mouth so I could polish it some more. 

It had been a long time since I sucked a cock, but believe me it is just like riding a bicycle, once you learn, you never forget. I turned my head so as to lean it off the side of the bed. Kevin deep-throated me as he played with my tits. My brother's cock felt great in the mouth and throat. The titty rub was a wonderful extra. Kevin shot his load down my throat and said, "Merry Christmas" as he put his pajamas back on and headed back to his room. 

The next day my parents headed out for Kirkland. Kevin suggested we go to a Christmas party on Christmas Eve with a few of the single college guys who were alone and not at home this Christmas. "They are going to have a Chinese Christmas party," Kevin coaxed. 

"What is a Chinese Christmas party?" I asked. I thought I had known everything, being from Indiana. 

Kevin explained it was a southern tradition that Bo had mentioned. People would swap gifts by drawing numbers from a hat. You could either choose an unopened gift or one that someone else had opened. 

It seemed kind of simple. "So we need to buy a Christmas gift?" I asked, as that would be the next logical step. 

"No", Kevin replied. "You are going to be the Christmas gift. 

"I am not screwing your drunken buddies as a fucking Christmas present," I said. 

"No! No!" Kevin retorted. "I was thinking more of a lap dance. It would open up the party a bit. Besides these are all guys like me that don't have girlfriends. It would mean a lot to some lucky fellow." 

I agreed, but with terms, "But I keep my clothes on and no touching unless I do the touching." 

Kevin nodded. That night I put on my infamous green elf costume. I also had to wear a pair of corduroy pants under it to keep my ass from freezing on the way to the party. If the boys wanted to see some leg, they would have to pay for the heating. 

We got to the house and as it turned out there were only a handful of people there. Bo, the southern boy, was by far the largest in the group. He sported quite the gut on him. He was wearing an old faded t-shirt with the words "F.B.I. Female Body Inspector" right smack in the middle of it. It sent shivers down my spine just thinking about that huge creepy guy touching me. No way was he getting a lap dance. 

There was one jock at the party. He played football, or almost. He was the third string QB at Notre Dame. A lot of people had to die before he became famous. His name was Dan. 

There were two geeky looking kids there. They looked as if they could have passed for 16, although clearly they were older being in college. Still, they could have used some Clearasil. There names were Stanley and Russell. 

There was one black person there. He was too well dressed and behaved for this crowd. He was an upper classman. His name was Ron. 

I was the only woman in the group, which was fine by me. I prefer to be around men anyway. The latest fad was drinking high priced vodka chilled and on the rocks. They didn't offer me a choice. I ended up watering down my drink a little to take the edge off of it, but I think the results were just the same. 

The group chatted and mingled for a little bit, and then it was decided to swap gifts. The guys all pulled numbers out of a hat and Kevin got the first choice. With that he announced he was going to take the gift he had brought which was a "sexy lap dance from my sister." 

Bo popped up, "You're shittin' us." The room started to buzz. 

Kevin responded to the buzz that was going on, "No, I am not. You can get a lap dance from my sister or take your chances with a coffee mug set." 

After they realized Kevin was serious, the fun began. Every guy opted for the lap dance over what was in the box. When it was all said and done, Bo had won the lap dance. 

Just my luck. The guys were quick to place a chair in the middle of the floor for Bo to sit on. They hit upon "Girls! Girls! Girls!" to be the lap dance song of all time. I instructed Bo to sit on his hands at all times or else the dance would end. Bo agreed. 

As the music played I began my dance. I moved around Bo's chair allowing my boobs to brush up against him. I danced and held up my skirt showing off my green elf panties and hose. I kicked off my shoes and had Bo part his legs so I could put my stocking clad foot on the chair. I moved my ass a bit then slid my foot up to the point where my toes were touching his crotch. I could feel the guy get a hard on while I wiggled my toes against his pants. 

With his cock nice and hard, now was the time for the lap part of the lap dance. I sat gently down on his lap, rubbing my ass slowly up and down along his cock with the music. With the guys cheering and Bo breathing heavy, I spun around and sat abruptly down upon what was Bo's hard-on. Bo let out a slight yelp of pain, which I eased by leaning forward and rubbing my breasts in his face. 

I ended up the number with a good old fashion dry hump on his dick. The boys applauded. We mingled around a little, and then I noticed Stanley had gotten a nice set of wind chimes. He remarked, "I wish I had gotten a lap dance instead of these crummy wind chimes." 

I told Stanley, "That's not a problem. Want to swap?" I then gave Stanley the same lap dance I had given Bo in exchange for his wind chimes. 

After that lap dance Russell spoke up, "I have a coffee mug set I would swap for a lap dance." Eventually I ended up with all the gifts. I had Kevin take them out to the car as it involved a couple of trips. After the gifts had been spent, I told the guys, "I also take cash." 

I was now doing "$10 and $20 lap dances. On $20 lap dances I would allow the boys the slight use of their hands. 

Things actually wound down a bit. I would get caught under the mistletoe every time I went to the bathroom. The mistletoe was hanging on the doorway to the hall leading to the bathroom. There was no avoiding it or them. As the night progressed and I got more drunk, the longer and deeper the kisses had become. 

I was sitting on the sofa with my brother Kevin and Russell and we were discussing using hypnotism to lose weight and stop smoking. I thought it was a great idea; I could lose a couple of pounds, although all the boys said I looked just right. 

Russell said he was almost a certified hypnotist and that if I wanted he could hypnotize me so I could dislike french fries and lose a few pounds. 

I said, "Right, let you hypnotize me in a room full of men. I don't think so." 

Russell explained, "It is safe. I can't make you do anything you don't want to. Besides your brother is here. What could go wrong?" 

"Okay," I said. This could be fun. Russell brought out a watch and swung it in my face. I was told to concentrate on the watch and was told I was getting sleepy. It sounded corny and I wasn't the least bit sleepy. If fact I was wide awake trying to hold back the laughter. 

I thought it would be fun to pretend I was asleep, just to see what would happen and if my brother would protect me. I laid back on the sofa and shut my eyes and made my head go limp. Should I snore? I opted not to snore. 

Russell said he would awaken me, but I would still be under his spell and I would do anything that anyone ordered me to do. I could see where this was going. 

As I awoke, Russell gave me a few quick commands, "Tammy stand up, Tammy sit down, Tammy stand up, Tammy sit down." 

I felt like a yo-yo. I wish he would get on with it. 

Then it was "Tammy you will allow Russell to remove your pants." 

I had on my green elf pants over my elf panty hose. Russell reached up under my short skirt and pulled down my pants. 

The room let out a gasp. Bo was saying, "Let me do something next."

Russell cautioned Bo not to go to fast as I might balk or come out of the trance. We needed to proceed slowly and that we had all night. 

"Tammy" Russell continued. "It is warm in here. You would be more comfortable without your panty hose. Why don't you take them off and hand them to Bo?" 

I stood up and removed my hose. I walked over to Bo and handed them to him. My brother did nothing. Bo sniffed the crotch of my hose-- the ones that looks like I am now going to throw away, then he lifted up the front of my skirt and took a look at my pussy. 

Russell then took me by the hand and paraded me around the room to the various boys who took turns lifting my skirt and looking at my naked pussy and ass. Some of the more daring ones copped a feel. 

Russell continued with his suggestions, "Tammy it is real hot in here. You would be more comfortable without any clothes. All of us are blind and can't see you, so it is okay." At this point Kevin broke in, "This has gone far enough. I think it is time to stop this before it goes too far." 

The guys felt bad. There wasn't a single person who protested. Some of the guys got up from their chairs and pretended nothing had happened, leaving me and Kevin alone. 

I looked at Kevin and winked. I mouthed to him, "It's alright, I am just playing." 

Kevin looked a little shocked. He winked back at me and then said, "It is hot in here Tammy, take off the rest of your clothes." 

The guys gave out a group, "Huh?" and scurried back to their positions. I unzipped the back of the garment and let it drop. Then I unhooked the bra so I was completely naked. 

I got up and went to the bathroom. No hypnotism was going to stop that. On my return trip all the boys were lined up under the mistletoe. I gave them all deep kisses as they took turns feeling up my tits and pussy. 

I sat down on the sofa to catch my breath. Stanley and Russell sat on each side of me "weighing" my breast with their hands. I sat with my legs spread open so the boys across the room wouldn't feel left out. 

Then Ron suggested, "You know, now would be the time to get some free lap dances." 

The guys agreed. I was instructed to dance around the room naked giving everyone free nude lap dances. 

The guys moved the chairs around in a circle with me in the middle of it. They turned up the stereo and they all took their places. I danced naked in front of them, allowing all the boys a good look at my naked body. I then started out with Dan, the quiet jock. I rubbed my naked body against him. His hands freely explored me as I made no effort to discourage him. 

Dan squeezed my tits as my naked ass rubbed up and down on his crotch. I turned around to face Dan and allowed to suck my tits as my pussy massaged his cock through his pants. 

I then moved onto the next lucky guy, which was Ron, the only black guy in the room. I repeated my dance moves for Ron. Ron seemed less excited about breasts as he was about my ass and pussy, which he had his hands all over. 

I moved to Stanley next. During the lap dance Stanley unzipped his pants and exposed his cock. "Lap dance on this," he ordered. 

As the "hypnotized" love slave of this group, I obeyed Stanley and placed Stanley's dick inside my pussy as I wiggled on his lap to the music. His cock felt good inside of me. I got off his lap and turned around to face Stanley, mashing my tits into his chest. While fucking Stanley, Russell walked over and pulled out his cock and stuck it in my face. He gave me a simple one word command, "Suck." 

I knew what to do with a cock. I didn't have to be told twice. I took his cock in my mouth and put a vacuum on it. 

"WOW!" Russell exclaimed as he looked over at Kevin. "Your sister could suck the chrome off a bumper!" 

"You mean a bowling ball through a garden hose," Dan said. 

The guys had a good time creating metaphors for my cock sucking ability. 

It didn't take to long for Russell to cum in my mouth. It was a welcomed mouth wash for all that vodka. Stanley was right behind him with his load, filling my hot wet pussy. 

It was now Bo's turn for a lap dance. He already had his cock out. Instead of the usual routine, I placed my hands on Bo's knees and flung my hair about his rigid pole. 

Bo gently took me by the head and directed my mouth towards his cock. Apparently he didn't want the whole lap dance routine. I sucked on Bo's dick as he undid this trousers the rest of the way. While I was giving Bo a blow job of a lifetime, I wiggled my ass the boys as if to say, "I have a hole open, come fill me up." 

Dan knew what to do. He got behind me and dropped his trousers. I felt his cock enter my pussy from behind. He reached around and found my clit. His finger played with me as his cock pounded me from behind. Meanwhile Bo reached down and grabbed a hand full of tit. He came in my mouth in what seemed about 3 seconds. 

While Dan was plowing me from behind, Bo vacated his seat and Ron took his spot. 

I quickly unzipped Ron's pants to get at his big black cock. I wasn't disappointed. He let me lick and suck his dick and balls till my heart's content. 

Dan moved his hands up to grab my tits as he came in my pussy. With gobs of cum running down my leg, I continued to suck off Ron. I licked up and down his shaft, then would suck on his balls while I gave his cock a gentle tug. I then placed his cock fully in my mouth and bobbed up and down on his hard dark meat. 

Ron reached down and pinched my nipples which made me orgasm. I wanted more cock. I got up off the floor and mounted myself on Ron's rigid organ. He didn't seem to mind the pre-lubrication provided by his buddies. I rode Ron as he fucked the hell out me. I must have cum a dozen times. I looked over at Kevin to see if he was taking notes about how a good fucking should go. 

I fucked Ron for a good long time, clearly more than his fair share, but then again I really love Affirmative Action where long hard dicks are concerned. 

After Ron came, I had gotten all the boys off except for Kevin, who was now smart enough NOT to fuck his sister in front of his friends. I would reward him later. 




Christmas Break



It was late; he'd been drinking and had fallen asleep on the lounge. Matt was home for Christmas break. He'd been off at college for three years and this was the only set of holidays he came home for a visit; all the others he spent away with his friends or on campus.

He was snoring lightly and reeked of strong spirits. I guessed he'd probably be out for the duration; and would probably wake up with a headache.

It was nearly two thirty in the morning and I was standing beside the couch looking down on him thinking wicked thoughts! I'd heard him come stumbling in. He thought he was being quiet but he could have woken the dead with the amount of noise he made. Mom and Dad seemed to sleep through it; but I couldn't, and I was kinda peeved at him for waking me up.

I poked him in the ribs. He was passed out cold. Oh the things I could do to him! I thought with glee.

I ran on tiptoes back to my room and grabbed my marker pen off my desk; then I stopped by the bathroom on my way back and grabbed the shaving cream. What was it they said about falling asleep at a party and not doing it? Well this technically wasn't a party, but hell I could overlook that fact, my sleep was precious to me!

I was smiling like a fiend; trying my hardest not to giggle as I put down the shaving cream, opting to draw on his face first, thinking that that might be the easiest one to start off with, a nice moustache and small pointy beard, and maybe some nice big freckles! I smiled, removed the cap and leant forward.

I'd barely gotten within six inches of his face when his hand shot up and grabbed my wrist. I sucked in a breath of surprise -- too damn surprised to even squeak out a sound. His eyes had flicked open and were staring me right in the face.

"Hey sis!" He whispered with a grin. "Planning on doing something naughty with that?"

"No." I whispered back lamely, knowing I'd well and truly been sprung!

"Liar!" He whispered back with another grin and then yanked me towards him.

I fell sprawling on top of his hard body with an 'oof' and he quickly twisted so I was halfway on my back and he was half on my front, pinning me down. He had my hands held together above my head. He freed the marker pen from my grasp. "Hey!" I hissed angrily.

"Shhh!" He admonished as he moved a little more atop me. "You'll wake the olds! Then you'll be in trouble."

"Why me? You're the one making all the noise." I said squirming under him. My heart rate had jumped a little and I was feeling strangely tingly all over.

"Yes but you're the one that was going to deface -- my face." He smiled wickedly at me and then rubbed noses with me. "Besides I'm a better liar than you are!"

"Arsehole!" I breathed indignantly, though my insides quivered.

"Oh tut tut, such language!" He patronized, staring down at me. His breath still stank of hard liquor, and perhaps it was making me a little giddy, but I felt a small thrill shock through me as I looked back up into his grey eyes.

"Oh shut up and get off me. Let me up." I told him quietly though firmly as my young, hormonal body began to react to his manhandling and teasing.

"No I don't think I will." He said with a chuckle. "You have to apologise first."

"Apologise? What for? I didn't do anything."

"No but you were going to." He said with a raised brow and crooked grin. "Admit it."

"Never!" I whispered.

"A pity." He said cryptically and then smiled as he transferred the grip he had on my wrists to one hand. With his free hand he trailed it along my raised arm and down towards my smooth armpit. "You know we have ways of making you talk!"

"You wouldn't dare!" I breathed, my eyes going wide.

"Oh wouldn't I?" He teased some more as he lightly ran his fingers across my armpit making me squirm and jerk even more underneath him.

"If you do you know it'll wake up mom and dad." I tried not to sound desperate, I hated being tickled.

A thoughtful look passed over his face. "Hmm, that's true. And we wouldn't want that would we Mandy?" (Our parents hadn't been very imaginative.) "Well I guess I'll just have to think of another way."

He shifted again and his leg pressed down between my thighs and hard against my mound, as his hand continued to trail downward along my ribs and over my waist. I bit my lip and tried not to groan or let my eyes roll up into my head like they wanted too. Unfortunately I couldn't stop my nipples tightening up into hard little nubs. Which Matt noticed almost instantly I was sure as I wasn't wearing a bra. I wasn't sure if I was imagining things but I could have sworn I felt Matt grind his pelvis against my hip on purpose. Was it just me or was that something hard digging into my thigh?

The hand he was trailing down my body held the marker pen and I wondered what on earth he was going to do? "Please Matt." I said swallowing at the sensations shivering through my body. "Let me up."

"Ah-uh." He chuckled. "Not just yet."

"Please Matt." I said again, squirming even more against his grip. He just smiled at me; this time biting his bottom lip a little and letting his eyes close for a moment.

"Nope. Turn around is fair play." He said.

"What the hell does that mean?" I hissed beginning to worry.

"It means baby, that since you were going to tag my ass, I get to tag your ass!" Matt replied with a smug grin as I felt his fingers dip beneath the hem of my bed shirt.

"No way!" I nearly yelled, but Matt must have known I was going to do that because he covered my mouth with his hand and smothered the sound. I bucked and jerked and kicked around but I couldn't get free and only managed in working myself into a more restricting position. I was nearly but not quite, lying face first on the couch now, my head and shoulders trapped under Matt's left arm and armpit and he had his right leg thrown over the backs of both of mine, effectively pinning me down. "Matt stop it!" I whined; my hands now trapped against my chest.

I felt him slap me lightly on my exposed butt which made me jump a little as a shock of sensation rushed through me and I could feel myself getting damp between my legs.

"Not on your life." He told me. My bed shirt had ridden up in the struggle and exposed not only a goodly portion of my back but also my panty covered bottom.

I felt his fingers as they slithered against the sensitive skin across my lower back and it made goose flesh rise up. I shivered and then gasped as I felt his fingers dip under the waistband of my panties. "MATT!" I hissed. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"What do you think I'm doing baby sister? I'm going to tag your ass!"

"No fucking way Matt!" I growled struggling again. "I'll tell mom and dad!"

"Go right ahead. Then I'll have to tell them how you'd planned on coming out here and doing the same to my face, and worse -- that you were planning on shaving my eyebrows off."

"I was not!" I denied vehemently as I stopped wriggling about. (I really wasn't going to go that far). "I was only gonna put it in your hand and then tickle your nose!" My breathing was a little fast from the exertion and my heart rate was up, but it wasn't entirely due to my struggles. Matt's fingers were still under the top of my panties and the backs of his knuckles were stroking back and forth across my skin. It was maddening, and thrilling and not a little disconcerting!

"Well I wasn't to know that! Besides; you know they'll believe me over you. I'm the favourite after all."

I ground my teeth. It was true, Matt had always been the favourite, but he usually didn't use that against me! "You know Matt sometimes you can be a grade-A prick!"

"Now is that any way to speak to your big brother? You know I ought-a wash your mouth out with soap!" He replied calmly; his fingers still stroking back and forth just under the waistband of my boy-leg panties; driving me crazy, making my skin tingle and my young body ache like never before, I could feel the betraying throb at the centre of my thighs and I swallowed hard in desperation. What was I going to do?

The very tips of his fingers were just (and I mean just) brushing against the top of my butt crack and it was taking all my concentration not to wriggle around some more so his fingers would dive deeper.

I knew I was young, and as a result, hormonal, but what in the hell was wrong with me? I shouldn't be feeling this way about my older brother. I could get horny at the drop of a hat, but now? With my brother pinning me down to the couch? What was up with that! And to make matters worse, I was now positive that that wasn't his keys -- or a misplaced torch if you catch my drift -- digging into my thigh either. The prick had a boner, and he was using every opportunity I afforded him by wriggling about under him, to rub it against me!

And the sick thing about it was; I kinda liked it.

It made me hornier knowing that Matt was horny, go figure! I was young and legal after all, eighteen and at that ripe age, that right age to be sexually burgeoning, discovering what made me hot, experimenting, testing the waters. He was twenty two and if I was honest, kinda hot. Tall, athletic, like most guys these days -- body conscious and fit! I'd seen him with his shirt of the other morning and God Damn! Even then I'd thought, shit if only he wasn't my brother! I would so jump his bones -- or boner as the case may be.

Well it looked like it might be heading that way regardless of him being my brother.

I felt his hips grind against me again, and I knew he was doing that on purpose. I could feel the hard length of his cock as it pressed against my thigh. I bit my lip to stop from groaning and buried my face in the sofa cushion. "Fine if you're going to do it, get it over and done with already!" I mumbled giving in, it was no use, I knew I was beat.

I felt him pause and then his hands retreated. I raised my head in confusion as I felt him shift and he rolled me onto my back again; though he didn't let me up. He rearranged himself, his thigh pressed once more between mine, his hard cock pressed against the top of my thigh and hip, stomach to stomach and nearly chest to chest. He resecured my wrists above my head in his one handed grip and stared down at me; marker pen forgotten.

"What?" I queried a little harshly, feeling incredibly self conscious under his intense grey eyes. "Aren't you going to tag my ass now?" The question was heavy with sarcasm.

"Nah, you gave up. It's no fun when you don't put up a fight." Matt said with a half smile. "You know sometimes you really do give up too easily."

"Yeah well I know when I can't win a fight."

Matt was still staring, and still making me uncomfortable. "What?" I asked flustered.

"Nothing." He replied with a crooked smile, knowing that that would piss me off.

"Matt, quit staring!"

"Why?"

"Because..."

"Because is not an answer." He said.

"Just... because!" I said again unable to fully form thoughts let alone words. All I could concentrate on was the feel of his hard dick pressed against me, his chest half pressed against my breasts and those eyes of his as they stared at me. I was feeling very exposed, very vulnerable, very horny.

He shifted, maybe to get comfortable, maybe just to tease me more, but whatever the reason, it made his thigh press harder against my young aching pussy and I bit the inside of my cheek hard to stop the moan as I let my eyes close. I felt his hips shift towards me, grinding himself into me and it made me shiver. I opened my eyes and saw that he was still staring.

"What?" I whispered breathlessly.

"You know you get prettier and prettier every year I come home for Christmas. You make it hard on a guy to ignore certain things." Matt told me as I felt his thigh flex between mine, his knee moving to make the contact between our bodies more intense.

"Wha... ah, what do you mean?" I managed to squeak out.

"I mean baby sis, that if you weren't my sister..." Matt left the sentence hanging as he licked his lips, he leant in and rubbed noses with me again before drawing back and looking down at me once more.

"If I weren't your sister -- what?" I asked knowing full well what he was getting at but wanting to hear him say it. This time when he shifted his thigh between my legs I flexed my pelvis up to increase the pressure against my pussy hoping it would help to ease the ache. It didn't; it only served to make it that much more intense.

I saw his eyes flutter and he bit his bottom lip a little. I could hear his breathing. It was as laboured as mine. I could see he was holding back -- just barely.

"I mean baby sis, that if you weren't my sister..." He paused, drawing out his answer just to tease me. He used his free hand to stroke along my raised arms and towards my armpit and the side of my young breast, down to my hip and the back up again. On his return trip, I felt his palm brush purposely against the side of my breast and it made me shiver; my nipples pulling yet tighter on my chest. "If you weren't my sister, I'd be all over you like a rash!" He whispered as he stared down at my chest, taking in my peaked little nipples.

I felt his hips grind down against me and this time I let mine grind up to meet his. I bit my bottom lip and looked up at him. I could feel myself blush before I even opened my mouth because I couldn't believe I was going to say this. I swallowed and whispered quickly, "I don't mind a good rash every now and again."

His hand had stopped beside my breast and his thumb was stroking back and forth over the side bulge of my boob, making the nipple remain peaked. "Don't tease about such things baby sis. You'll give a guy the wrong idea." Matt warned gently, with maybe just a hint of hope in his voice, his thumb incessant in its stroking.

My eyes fluttered as I took in a shaky breath. My nipple was aching to be touched and I was wishing he'd hurry up and move his fingers over and just squeeze it for me! "Who's teasing?" I stated in a quiet whisper as I opened my eyes and looked up at him again.

He stared at me for a long moment, trying to judge if I was telling the truth or not I guess, if I was really giving him permission to 'be all over me like a rash'. He was taking his sweet time though and I was getting impatient. "What? Are you gonna chicken out now?" I said and cocked an eyebrow at him. I even sneered a little because I knew he hated when I did that to him.

"I'll show you chicken!" He breathed heavily as he shifted his hand the last few centimetres and let his palm close over my shirt covered breast. His fingers scissored over my nipple and squeezed it tight. I bit my lip and smothered a low groan as my spine arched high forcing my boob harder into his hand. "Oh fuck!" He whispered when he saw and felt my reaction to his hand -- and I think that was the end of the teasing on both our parts.

It happened fast...

His lips were suddenly on mine, his tongue delving deeply, possessively, into my mouth, demanding entry and not bothering to wait for an invitation. The kiss was hot and wet, and tasted of bourbon, but God I didn't want him to stop. I couldn't believe it, my brother, my big brother, was kissing me! His hand was groping at my breast, his fingers pinching the nipple between them, making me whimper against his mouth as hot shocks arced their way along my belly and centred in my throbbing clit! Each time his fingers tweaked at my nipple, my spine snapped upward forcing my fleshy orb harder into his palm.

His teeth nibbled at my lips and I nibbled back, sucking at his tongue, licking at his lips, feeling our teeth as they clashed against each other again and again. I didn't think it was possible, and I never once in my life thought about this happening before tonight; but damn I was horny; hornier than I'd ever been and that was all due to my big brother. I was surprised, amazed and dumbfounded by the situation; by this overwhelming sense of sexual yearning and wanting I could feel growing inside of me. But mostly, I was just horny and damn but it showed.

I could feel my pussy slick and wet, hot and aching, crying out to be touched, stroked, petted, fingered! I clamped my thighs harder around Matt's one that lay between them and humped against it moaning softly as his mouth, lips and tongue punished mine; as his hand continued to grope and fondle my eagerly swelling breast and my hard nipple.

I broke the kiss, turning my head, trying to catch my breath. Matt continued, his lips trailing a hot path along my jaw and down my neck. I stifled another moan as I felt his hand slide away from my small, pert breast, glide lower over my tummy and then I gasped as I felt his fingers slide under the hem of my shirt, this time with real intent. I shivered and my skin broke out in goose flesh as his hand began to slowly inch its way higher once again. My spine spasmed almost constantly under his touch and I gurgled as his mouth, lips and tongue, nipped and licked and sucked at my neck and shoulder.

As his hand trailed inexorably upward, it drew with it my shirt and I could feel the cooler air as it caressed my skin, making me shiver even more as the chill followed the heat of my brother's touch. When his fingers finally reached their destination, I was hard pressed to keep my moans down to a quiet whimper. I wanted nothing more than to cry out in ecstasy as Matt's palm slid into place and those wonderful fingers of his rolled my tight bud between their tips. I was dry humping his thigh harder now, trying to ease the ache that was burning between my legs. My pussy was soaking wet, my panties saturated, and I was sure there was going to be a huge wet patch on the leg of his jeans when he cared to look. But for right now, I wanted him to hurry up.

While I was totally engaged with what was going on, a small part of my brain still realised that we were out in the lounge room; and that it didn't really afford us a lot of privacy and in fact made it entirely too easy to be caught by our parents. I think, in all honesty, that fact alone made the whole encounter that much more intoxicatingly addictive, that much hotter. That sense of danger, that sense of furtiveness that was required, that we may be caught at any given second, only served to increase my sexual arousal and it made my breathing even shallower as I strained my ears.

Matt pushed my shirt up those last few centimetres and eagerly exposed both of my young, small breasts to his eyes. He drew back and looked down at my chest. I watched him lick his lips. "Damn sis! You've got pretty little titties!" He whispered before he dropped his head down.

At the moment his lips touched my nipple, my eyes rolled up into my skull and I couldn't help the loud long groan that escaped me. Matt quickly released the hold he'd maintained on my wrists and used that hand to cover my mouth, never once breaking contact with my sensitive bud. I arched my back, trying to push more of my boob into his hot, sucking mouth. His tongue swirled over my aching nipple, my flushed skin, my fleshy orb of girlie breast and it drove me wild. My hips were humping against his leg constantly now with more vigour, and Matt was reciprocating in turn; his thigh crushed against my pubis employing great friction while he ground his thick engorged cock against the top of my thigh and hip, hunching his hips against me like he wanted to root my leg -- hell like he wanted to root me!

I opened my mouth beneath his smothering hand and licked at his fingers. He broke away from sucking at my breasts long enough to lean back a little and stare at me. His hand shifted, sliding away from my lips just a fraction as he turned it and let his fingers dip inside my mouth. I licked and sucked at them; imagining it was his cock I was blowing and not his digits and I knew he was thinking the same thing, or at least thinking how much he wished it was his cock I was blowing. He watched with avid interest as he slid his forefinger over my lips and into my willing mouth. His eyes fluttered closed for a second when he felt my tongue curl around the underside of his finger and undulate along its length.




Christmas Break



After a second he opened his eyes again and stared back down at me, watching his finger disappear inside my mouth for a little while longer before he pulled his hand away and used it to grip my jaw lightly. "You've obviously done that before." He stated quietly before dropping his mouth back to mine; his tongue once again invading my mouth, plundering its depths and savaging it relentlessly. I moaned softly under the onslaught as his other hand began teasing at my nipple once more.

My hands were now free to roam and I made the most of it; letting one hand slide into his soft, short sandy coloured hair and the other down along my body. I trailed it low across my stomach twisting my hips a little to create some space as I slid my hand between our bodies and down to grasp at his engorged shaft. From what I could tell it was long and hard and thick, and I squeezed it as best I could through his jeans, marvelling at how big it felt.

He pulled back and groaned; his eyes closed. "Fuck," he moaned softly as he pushed his pelvis into my grip, "your hand feels good."

I smiled. "It'd feel even better if you gave me a little more space." I told him quietly.

He looked at me intensely, licking his bottom lip; before he raised his hips a little. I quickly let my hand get to work, undoing his button, pulling down the zip and opening the front of his jeans to better expose his cock to my questing fingers. His briefs were still in the way but at least they were of thinner material and I could definitely feel more. I rubbed my hand along it and gulped. Now that the jeans were out of the way I could feel with certainty just how big it was and it scared me a little.

"Holy crap you're huge!" I whispered a little worriedly.

Matt chuckled at me. "It's nice of you to say so, but I'm only average size babe."

I swallowed hard not really believing him. "If you say so." I whispered in reply; I really didn't have much experience with which to judge -- the only other person I'd ever done it with was my now ex-boyfriend, who was my age, and he was tiny compared to Matt.

He kissed me again as my hand kept stroking him. I pushed my hand further into his jeans, angling downward to cup and squeeze his balls in my small hand. He groaned against my mouth.

His hand released my nipple and breast and trailed a hot path lower across my tummy. I sucked in a breath against his mouth as I felt his fingertips slide under the band of my panties and I just about cried out as I felt his fingers slide over my nearly hairless mound and down along my slit. My legs parted on their own affording him more access, and I shivered and moaned and bucked towards him as his fingers began their merry dance over my young aching pussy.

I thrust my hand inside his briefs too, tit for tat as it were, and gasped silently as I felt his veiny length fill my palm. It was hot and hard, the skin was velvety smooth and I began jacking it as soon as I got my fingers wrapped around it properly. I heard Matt suck in a fast, heavy breath and I knew he was enjoying the hand job.

Matt's fingers were driving me crazy as they rubbed and teased my throbbing clit. Delving deeper, strumming back and forth across it over and over again, making my whole body tremble as I felt an orgasm building. When Matt leant down and sucked my nipple back into his mouth, his hot tongue swirling around the hard nub, it became too much and my whole body spasmed hard as I came.

"Oh Fuck!!" I whispered once I'd caught my breath.

Matt released my nipple and stared down at me again; he smiled his hand and fingers still gently massaging my little pussy. Just as my body began to settle into an afterglow, Matt's hand drove deeper between my legs and I parted them as much as the back of the couch would allow. I nearly screamed with pleasure when I felt Matt's finger thrust inside my aching hole. I was incredibly wet so it slid right in and he buried it right up to the last knuckle. My hand tightened on his cock in response and I stroked his length faster and harder.

"Oh yeah." He whispered. "God that feels so good!" His hips began thrusting forward harder too. Matt drove his finger into my clasping pussy over and over again; deeper each time, making me buck and whimper and hold my breath with every thrust. "You're not a virgin then." It was a statement, not a question.

"No." I answered honestly.

I think Matt might have been a tad disappointed but well he couldn't have everything his own way. I'd given my virginity to Craig -- my ex -- a couple of days after my eighteenth birthday, and we'd been pretty sexually active right up until I caught him balls deep in Rebecca Stanley and subsequently dumped his ass. Since then it'd been a dry couple of months, so I knew I was hornier than average.

I thought he was disappointed but then he surprised me by smiling. "Good." Was all he said as he shifted into a new position. His knee pressed my legs further apart as he lay atop me, holding himself up on his arm. He pushed down the front of his briefs with his free hand and freed his cock into the cool air and gave my hand better access. I stroked him hard and fast for a short while. "You'd better slow down if you don't want me blowing my nut all over your belly babe."

I licked my lips but slowed down the jerk session. Matt wrapped his hand over the top of mine around his cock and slowly stroked up and down with me, twisting my hand around and pulling it back right to the very tip. I could feel the warm dribble of precum at the head and I swallowed. God I wanted him inside me already!

Matt must have read my mind, because no sooner had I thought it than his hand was yanking aside my panties at the crotch and he was directing his cock down toward my sopping wet opening. I held my breath in anticipation. I felt the bulbous head of his throbbing length touch my slick opening and he stroked it along my slit a couple of times, coating the head in my juices and smearing my pussy and clit with his precum. I moaned lightly. "Matt, please, hurry up." I begged, hot and horny and desperate to be fucked. So far everything that had happened had been a tease and I wanted a whole lot more, and NOW!

"With pleasure!" Was all Matt said as he guided his cockhead to my eager opening. My hand released him and slide up under his shirt as I trailed my fingertips over his tight abs and up towards his chest. I was just stroking my hands around his ribs and up onto his back when he thrust forward and I gasped loudly as I felt intense pressure against my tight little whole, his thick cock seeking entrance. He kept pushing forward and I buried my face against his shoulder as the pressure increased. Damn he was so much bigger to what I'd ever had in the past -- and he said he was only average size?!

I felt myself stretching, my young pussy opening up to him, wanting to take him in, wet and slick, and hot, aching to be filled. I groaned as the sensation became almost too much to bear and then with one final nudge, something gave and Matt's hard, throbbing cock was inside me. He pressed forward, his entire length driving deep into my tight, aching centre filling me to the brim as he bottomed out inside my pussy.

"Oh God!" He groaned breathlessly as he felt his cock slide deeper. "Oh God!" He pulled back and drove forward again. I tried not to whimper too loudly as pain shot through my nether region in reaction to the pounding. I'd never felt so full, I'd never had anything that big inside me! I had to keep reminding myself that Craig had only been three months older than me and Matt was twenty two. Matt was a man; with a man sized cock that was currently tearing up my pussy.

I buried my face against his shoulder even harder, using his body to muffle my cries of pain and passion as they were forced out of me with his every thrust.

God it felt soooo GOOD!!! The pain was receding with every passing moment and I could feel his entire throbbing length as it pounded into me. I could hear the squelching, wet sucking noises my pussy was making every time he thrust into me. Over and over again he drove himself home, making me whimper and shake beneath him. I was on the verge; I could feel my orgasm building as my hips thrust up to meet his.

It was hot and raw and I loved every second of it. One of his hands had found its way into my hair, and he gripped it lightly as his head resting beside my ear. I could hear his every grunt and groan and moan of pleasure as he fucked me hard, his cock diving over and over again into my wet, sucking cunt. His groans grew more intense as his hips hunched faster and faster, burying his cock deeper and deeper into my sopping young pussy; filling me up, stretching my cunt open, making me want to scream out in ecstasy and pleasure.

I was moaning in return, the sensations he was sending through my body were intense and couldn't be denied. And then he started whispering in my ear and I lost myself.

"Oh fuck sis, your little cunt is so fucking tight. So tight, and hot, and wet!" He moaned against my ear. "It feels so fucking good baby. So good, so tight, oh fuck. You're gonna make me cum sis. I'm so close."

"Yes." I managed to whisper breathlessly. "Oh fuck yes, cum Matt. Fucking cum inside me!" My whole body tensed up just at the thought of him shooting his load inside me, so forbidden, so wrong, so fucking hot, that I couldn't handle it any longer and my orgasm crashed over me like a tidal wave. I felt my joints lock; my breath catch; as my spine and hips spasmed again and again and again. Wave after wave of pleasure searing through my nubile form, just about choking me with sensation!

"Oh FUCK!" I heard Matt's low growl as he felt me cumming on his cock. "Oh yeah that's it baby sis, cum on big bro's cock, I'm gonna fucking blow my load inside your tight little cunt!" His hips pounded into me over and over again, harder and harder until I thought we might break the couch. Luckily we didn't. More, deeper and deeper he fucked me, his hard cock throbbing, his breath harsh and hot against my ear, over and over, his fat cock driving into my tight little pussy.

"Cum, please, oh please cum," was the constant litany of words that escaped my lips as his cock pushed into me again and again and again until finally I felt him tense as he drove his cock deep into me one last time. His grunts against my ear made me shiver as I felt the hot burst of his seed as it filled me to the brim. I sighed and shuddered under him as another small orgasm vibrated through me and I savoured the sensation as he lay atop me; spent.

All too soon the real world came back in full force and we realised that to stay like this much longer was tempting fate. Reluctantly, Matt shifted, sliding his cock out of my over taxed pussy and quickly tucking himself away. He moved off me completely as I pulled my singlet down and righted my panties; ensuring that any leakage was kept to a minimum and the majority was caught in my panties. As I lay there on my back, Matt sat up with his back against my hips as he leant backwards a little to zip and button his jeans.

He turned back to me then and grinned; stooping low he grabbed something from the floor.

Oh no, I thought, the shaving cream!

But thankfully it wasn't. Instead he'd retrieved the marker pen he'd abandoned. Removing the cap and smiling at me again, he reached over and pulled down the front of my panties over my hip bone. I was too fucked to care, both literally and figuratively, and I didn't move to stop him. He leant down and I felt the cool tip of the marker as he drew on my skin. When he was done I felt his breath as he blew on his artwork to dry it faster.

He leant closer still and I felt his lips as he kissed me beside what he'd just written before sitting straight again. I half sat up, resting on my elbows as I inspected his work and then quirked a small smile across my lips. He'd drawn a heart and then written "MM" inside it, then beneath it "2 Good Rashes"

He recapped the marker pen and stood, reaching down to offer me a hand. As he drew me up he pulled me against him and his hands dropped down to squeeze my ass. "We better get to bed before we get caught." He said. I merely nodded as I rose up on tiptoes and he bent down to plant a brief (though hot) kiss on my lips. His hands squeezed my ass again as he whispered, "Next time baby sis, I'm going to eat your delicious little pussy until you cum screaming on my tongue!"

"Is there going to be a next time?" I queried teasingly.

"You bet your ass there'll be a next time!" He promised with a smiling growl.

I giggled softly behind my hand before turning away from him. He managed to slap my butt one last time as I ran away on tiptoes back to my room.



Christmas Break Ch. 01



Christmas break and everyone was coming home from college. I arrived a couple days prior to my two other sisters who were going to Indiana State Tech. I was enrolled at Kentucky College at Bloomington. I'm a senior and my sisters are freshman, but not the same age. Kelly, the older of the two, took one year off prior to enrolling and should be a sophomore. Miranda, who looks like Kelly a lot, lives across campus from her in different student housing. There's another sibling but she's a kid. 

I had been out the last few nights already partying with old friends from high school days, staying out all night long. Friday, I felt it was time for some downtime for me. Burnt out, all I wanted to do that night was hang out, lie around, or get online and chat hopefully with friends from college or wherever. I wanted to see who else was out there on a Friday night. Kelly and Miranda just got home and decided to stay home also since they were burned out from Semester Finals. 

My parents begged one of us to babysit our little sister. Miranda agreed, but Kelly ended up keeping an eye on her while whatever it was Miranda was doing kept her occupied. Resentful, Kelly got into it with Miranda as if they were two kids bickering with each other. I stayed out of it. Kelly was within her rights to bitch as much as she wanted because essentially Miranda agreed to babysit but she didn't.

It wasn't as if our little 10 year old sister needed pampering and constant supervision. She didn't, but for safety's sake, it's what our parents asked. Miranda was well paid, but Kelly would get her due in good time.

I was online that night with my door closed and locked searching out a good chat room, trying to enjoy a quiet Friday night online. Hard to do when anyone I knew was probably out partying. After a good half hour I found one and to my good fortune there were more then enough girls online.

I was oblivious at that point as to what any of my sisters were doing. They were clueless as far as what I was doing and as far as they were concerned, I could be doing a research paper, playing an online game, or like I said, chatting. It didn't matter.

"Finally, a girl" I thought. "What's she like" I wondered. "Is she nice, pretty, my type, or is she a dog? Hope she ain't a dog." Well she was and paranoid at that. No self esteem at all. I began to ignore her due to her self esteem issues and not her looks. I've seen worse but that's the way life is.

I was watching what everyone was saying and replying to comments in the chat room when all of a sudden someone IM's me. 'Treat4U' was the girl's name. We talked about several things and she was asking all about me. She described herself and her description which sounded pretty nice to me could have been any one of a thousand girls I know. 

It's not saying she is average but it says to me, maybe I could do better. Either way, she could live half way across the country and it wouldn't matter. It was to pass the time. I checked out her profile which didn't say much at all about her. No pics on it either.

Out of nowhere I get an IM and a question that pops up on me. "Hi how are you" 'Treat4U' asks me. I replied to her saying fine. A smile appears next and then a question. "Do you like to masturbate or am I being too forward?"

"Umm, like should I answer a question such as that since I don't know you? I mean I could know you personally and not wanna answer that" is how I replied.

That of course gave it all away. She giggled, as in a 'hehe' response. I thought it was sophomoric but what the hell. It was someone to chat with.

"Well do you finger yourself" I responded boldly and "How often if you do?"

She didn't respond to my reply which said it all. I put up a smiley face, typed LOL, and moved on.

I didn't do anything, but she tracked me down again and IM'd me. I didn't mind I guess as it was attention and she seemed nice enough which she was but I didn't know her at all.

"Here's a pic of me" she said and pasted it without her face. It made me wonder though. "You've got a great body but you are butt ugly?" She was wearing a bra and panties.

"Nice, real nice" I replied back to her. Umm, can I say something without being rude?"

She said feel free. 

"I love your" and hesitated to complete what I was thinking and sent only that.

"What, what do ya love" she asked.

I wanted to be as honest as hell. I answered her back and said "I love your titties, but actually I think you've got a sweet ass too and freakin fine ass legs also." 

The girl did too. I mean her ass was as sweet as syrup on French toast. Her body was hott!

Here I was complimenting the hell out of my sister's body but I didn't even know it. I took a pic of my body, which I took using my picture phone. I was wearing a pair of boxers and a tight pale blue t-shirt. The shirt was a few years old and a little too small. My nipples showed through my shirt. It was unintended but it was a nice affect.

"Ohhhh wow, nice body" she said. "Got any nudies or a little more revealing" adding a giggle and wink to her response. Well the wink did it for me.

I snapped another one of myself with my t-shirt off and my boxers pulled down just enough that my dick didn't appear in the pic. She could see my pubes rising out above the waistband which was cool after I thought about it. Still I made sure she wouldn't see my limp dick. I didn't show my face either editing that part out.

She was thrilled and turned on. "Wow you are hott" she said. I am you know umm" and didn't say how she really felt. 

But what I got next I think said it all. She sent me a wink and one of those devilish looking faces. Yep, she was horny after getting the pic of me.

Okay, I was horny too. I IM'd her back. "I'm horny too. I'd show you but I'm not sure it's cool."

Right away she said "Oh yeah, yeah it would be! You bet your sweet you know what" and typed "hehehe" after that. 

Her response said to me she was very, very horny and very willing to go further. 

"Are you horny" I asked her.

"Ummm yeah, do you wanna see?" 

I thought "How do you show a guy how horny you are? It isn't like a girl gets a boner and shows that like a guy can. Then I thought "Like fuck yes." 

I typed in "Let me see your titties, your face, and of course your pussy too."

"I'm not gorgeous" she came back. 

I told her she's awesome. I told her to put herself out there.

"Only if you do the same" she replied. So I positioned my camera phone and took a full frontal body pic including my face and hard cock and sent it at the same time as she did to me. 

"Oh fuck" I yelled out, no fucking way! Oh my god, it can't be!" I closed out the chat window. At the same time I heard a scream across the hall. Her scream was deafening and scared the living hell out of Kelly. Kelly ran upstairs and knocked hard on Miranda's room.

I didn't have any idea. She was just another girl to me. A girl looking to play around online like I was. I had no idea it was my sister.

Her door was locked. Kelly yelled at her to unlock it. Miranda was trying to put on clothes and shut down her computer. When I realized it was Miranda who sent me the pic, I was grossed out as much as she was at first. 

I saw her and she saw me naked. Neither of us knew how to feel about one another afterwards except that the idea was simply gross!

I saw everything. She saw all of me. I was stunned. I don't know about her, but I knew one thing. We weren't going near the other for a long time. Our parents and Kelly had no clue. I stayed in my room and she went down stairs wearing pajamas and a heavy robe. Mom and dad were still out.

She felt as though she had been violated. She violated herself. I didn't do that. In fact as I thought about it, Miranda was the one who drew me into her little world of sexual persuasion and not me. Yes I played along, but she put her body out on display to tease me unknowingly, not me. I didn't trick her.

It was three days before Christmas and the weather was unseasonably nice. I looked out my window which faces our backyard. Mom was in the kitchen talking to Kelly and our youngest sister. Miranda, still distraught, I'm sure was out back sitting on the swing and staring off into space.

I felt like I had to apologize. I really didn't have to but I felt like I should. I put on my sweatshirt, walked through the kitchen, said hi to everyone, and kissed my mom on the cheek.

Walking out between the trees to the swing, but stopping short I looked at her. She didn't hear me come outside. I walked closer. She heard steps and turned around.

"Don't, just don't Pat" she said and had a look on her face easily interpreted as being completely disgusted. "I do not wanna be anywhere near you. All of this is so fucking gross. I am, I am so disgusted, so just leave me alone."

"I am so sorry Miranda, I am. I really, really am. But listen..."

"Pat, don't say anything. Do not say a word to me about it again!"

I felt I had to for some crazy, weird, and maybe kinky reason. "But Miranda..."

"Don't, she yelled out at me, I said don't!"

"I'm gonna say it anyways. You're sexy Miranda. Believe it or not and despite if it was me who you saw, you are sexy. I don't know nor do I care what you think of me, but I want you to know how I felt initially when I saw you. I know it sounds..."

"Gross, gross" she yelled out again. "You are so fucking gross. Leave me alone. If I wanna talk to you ever again then you will know it. You got that Pat? Do you understand me?"

Discouraged, I told her yes and walked away. I saved that pic of her and pulled it up several times comparing her to other girls whose pictures I had that were naked. She was a lot better looking then most of those girls I know.

I received an anonymous email Christmas Eve morning. I hadn't spoken to my sister, who I assumed sent the email, since the day out back. The email said if I wanted more pics like I got the other day I would have to do things for that person. I would hear something soon.

Okay, was I crazy to follow up on that or what? Later Christmas Eve day, I went online and checked my email. Another anonymous email stating she has a whole packet of pics for me when I'm ready. It said to meet her at such and such address later that afternoon if I wanted the packet.

I replied I couldn't because it was Christmas Eve day. I realized Miranda wasn't downstairs and probably was in her room. I got up and heard music coming from her room. I knocked, but no answer. I used a special key I had unlocking her door. Opening it slightly, she had on headphones and was only in a bra and she wore a skirt.

"What the fuck" I thought. "How was she going to leave the house Christmas Eve day, get pics of herself to me without everyone knowing it, and how would I get out and pick them up?" 

I opened her door and walked in. I walked up to her. She was typing another 'anonymous' email to me. I don't recall what it said. I had to have been absolutely nuts. I can't believe I did what I did, but I bent down and felt my sister's bra. I felt her tits. 

Her tits felt, to say the least, absolutely incredible to me for some weird reason! Touching her boobs was the pinnacle of my Christmas holiday!

You wanna know what was odd? Not once did Miranda move or turn away when I bent down and touched her tits. It was as if she expected me to be there. She just sat there when I felt them and allowed me to cop the feel and massage her tits. 

I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe what she was letting me do. I couldn't believe she was allowing me to feel them. I can't explain how I felt when I cupped her tits in my hands. It was awesome! Oh god was that awesome!

Without even turning her head she asked me "Pat, do you want me to take it off so you can feel the real thing? Do you wanna feel my boobs Pat?" 

The sound of her voice was wild too. The way in which she asked me turned me on. Her voice was sultry. The tone of her voice was that of a woman in an erotic scene during an R rated film. She sounded wild. 

"Would you like that Pat? I'd love it if you would" she said.

I went back and locked her door. I didn't say a word. "Well do you want to Pat? I want you too. I want you to want it; I really do want you to want me like that Pat. So, do you wanna do that to me, for me please Pat?"

I was floored. I didn't get horny, but I sure was fucking intrigued as hell. "Yes, yes Miranda I do. I do wanna do that for you. Damn, I'm so happy, I think..." but I shut up while I was ahead.

"Then come around in front of me, get down on your knees, and feel them for me." Still she hadn't turned around to look at me. 

I walked around in front of my sister. When she saw me, she smiled. She took a hold of my hands, placing them against her tits. Her bra was still on. It was a plain white bra but I did not care.

I liked my sister's tits and even better, I loved touching them!

"Pat, she said I am sorry I made a big deal out of what happened. I'm a jerk how I reacted. I didn't know I was attracted to you until just yesterday. After I looked at your pic again I knew it. I knew deep down I wanted you. I really mean it, I wanted you a lot." 

She looked at me for a few seconds but her smile vanished; I looked at her and smiled. I wanted to say how I felt but could only muster a smile.

"The way a girl likes a guy Pat, umm that's how I like you but it's even more then that. You know, the way a girl wants to umm uhhh..." but stopped short of clarifying herself. "I can't say it Pat, I can't say what I feel."

I injected what I thought were her feelings. "The way a girl wants to uhh have umm..." but she cut me off.

She finally completed both of our thoughts. "Yes, yes that's right the way a girl wants a guy Pat. I want you. I uhhh want uhhh to fuck you. That's what I want. I wanna have sex with you. I wanna be fucked by you. Wow I can't..." and then she broke down bawling her eyes out. 

She leaned forward and hugged me. She whispered in my ear while she cried. I felt her tears on my shoulder. 

"I wanna have sex with you Pat. Will you umm will you have sex with me please?"

She pulled away and tears had filled her eyes. Her makeup had run. I saw tissues on her nightstand and took a couple to wipe away the smeared makeup. She smiled at me timidly. 

I wasn't stunned when I heard her utter the request to have sex with me. It was worse then that. I was shocked as hell! I was flabbergasted to no end! 

Yeah, I wanted to have sex with her and much, much more. So much more then you could imagine that I felt I was absolutely crazy to want her!

But what came out of my mouth said otherwise. "Uhh no Miranda, I'm uhh I can not do that. I mean I'm not like that or umm I just can't do that with you. I don't know what I mean Miranda."

The look on her face had changed. She knew something I didn't. She knew I did want her more then I said I did.

"Sure you want me. You sure do want me Pat and do you know how I know that for sure, because your hands are still holding my boobs" which they actually were. I hadn't let go of them. 

"You haven't taken your hands off them since I told you I wanted to have sex with you." 

"I know you want sex with me. I know you probably wanna eat me out as much as I wanna suck your cock Pat. I crave your cock and want it inside my mouth. I love cock and I want yours."

Still my hands hadn't moved off her tits. I was shocked by everything she said. I was hard and felt twinges of aroused excitement all through my cock. She was adamant about us getting together. 

I was going crazy inside. I couldn't think straight. This was my younger sister; it was my sexy younger sister. I thought I had morals and values. I was wrong. I had none to speak of. 

Finally I took her bra off, leaned forward, and kissed and licked her tits on the spot. I licked the living fuck out of her nipples. She loved it. I loved it a lot more! My dick got so hard, the prickling and tingling was immense!

I lifted up her skirt and slid her panties to the side and fingered her cunt. She wasn't too moist but she smiled when I did it. I told her I wasn't doing any more tonight and told her thank you. I stood up, looked at her with a smile, and told her Merry Christmas. I told her in the morning she'd get a special present but in her email.

She grabbed me by the crotch and squeezed my dick. Miranda said "Pat, Merry Christmas and thank you for being so sweet and loveable to me. It means a lot more then you think. I loved how you fingered me too. That was even more special." 

But surprisingly as hell she unzipped my jeans, slid her hand inside them, obviously seeking out my cock, and once she had a hold of it, she teased it good and plenty. My eyes opened up wide. She smiled while I became comfy with her hand toying with my dick.

"I'll be back Miranda. Instead of that present I told you about, what do you say we try and have sex with each other? Once everyone goes to sleep after 12 or so, I'll be in and we can see what happens" winking at her. 

"You know, umm like we can uhhh exchange gifts." We both laughed quietly.

Kelly, outside Miranda's door, heard part of the conversation but not everything. What she didn't hear me say was the part about us lying down and seeing what happens. What she did hear was Miranda thanking me and saying how sweet and loveable I was. 

Kelly was curious as could be. Walking away she had to know the truth. She suspected Miranda and I were doing something immoral. She suspected we might be getting it on and wouldn't have any of that in the house. 

To her what she assumed was going on was gross, sick, and perverted.

Back downstairs, Miranda came down a little while later. As brother and sister, all of a sudden she and I were mushy. We were a hair too lovey dovey as brother and sister go. We behaved like we started getting along too well contrary to how we behaved years prior to that night. 

Kelly's suspicions were true she thought because how we behaved with each other. We were too close, too loving unlike years past and we shouldn't be. Our behavior bothered Kelly a lot. She whispered to me a little later on, "I don't know what's going on but if its what I think it is, I'm gonna tell mom."

Late that night, I was dressed in another pair of pajama's I got last year at Christmas, which I only wore once. I walked downstairs. Kelly was alone in a peach tone satin pair of pj's adorned with little strips of flowers running along them. They were cute, I guess, on her. 

She stood by the window looking outside at the snow that began coming down. The temperature must have dropped radically. Nobody else was around. She turned around and looked at me. There wasn't a look of disgust in her face.

"You gonna tell me how all this happened Pat? How is it that you and Miranda are how should I put it, all cuddly with each other now?" "Umm I could say it's gross Pat, couldn't I? Sounds to me like you two are crossing the line. You know what I mean. Should I say it, incest maybe? Am I right Patrick?"

Kelly was the only one whoever called me Patrick. She was the only one who ever stood up to me too. But she only called me Patrick when something was up. 

She took a few steps closer. About 4 feet apart, I could smell her. She wore a radiating touch of perfume. It wasn't heavy. Kelly never put on much perfume. It wasn't arousing and didn't turn me on. It smelled nice but didn't have any affect on me.  

"I don't know what you are talking about Kell" I said with an innocent look on my face. "Are you referring to when I was in talking to Miranda? You've got the wrong idea. I mean, she and I had an argument and she was in the wrong. She was apologizing to me."

"May I ask you a personal question and get an honest answer" Kelly asked.

"Sure why not" I replied. She went on to ask if what I said had anything to do with what happened a few nights earlier when Miranda screamed out horribly.




Christmas Break Ch. 01



"Umm what, what are you talking about? Why did she scream out" I asked.

"Come on Pat, what do you take me for?" She took another step closer, but turned around and walked back to the window. "I think I know what's going on. You and Miranda, well umm, Miranda thinks, god I can't say it..." She switched tunes all of a sudden. 

After staring out the window, she turned towards me and smiled. "Pat you're not..." but paused again. "I don't you are but umm you're not gay are you?"

I wanted to burst out laughing. Me gay, a homosexual I thought. I didn't smile after hearing her ask. Everyone was in bed and I was going to go upstairs and slip in to Miranda's room or she was going to come into my room. My bed's bigger, and the mattress is a lot better too, but Kelly had my attention and we had issues. I had to clear things up with her so I could get upstairs.

She asked again, "Are you gay Pat?"

I looked at her, and for some odd reason I looked down at her pj's, stopping to notice her pert tits pushing out a little inside her top.

"Why did you just do that" she asked me.

"Do what Kelly?"

"Stop and look at my, well my umm well you know, my uhhh tits?"

"Uhhh what, what are you talking about" I asked her. "Pat you just stopped and gawked at my tits. Why would you do that?"

And in a bold, bold move she looked down at her pajama top, raised her arms up, grabbed the opening of each side, and pulled apart the snaps of her top, exposing her small pert tits so I could get a very good look at them.

I thought I would get grossed out as hell. I thought by seeing my sisters tits exposed it would utterly repulse me, but contrary to what I thought, I was 'intrigued' to know end.

"Damn, fuck Kelly like what are you doing?"

"I uhhh want to see if you like mine too Pat. Do you umm, do you like these like you like Miranda's titties? Come on tell me the truth."

Her nipples were smaller but they were hard from leaning against the cold window. She wasn't horny as much as she was curious and checking to see how I felt about her.

I wasn't turned on at all. "No Kell, close your shirt. I'm not turned on." But as she closed it up, all I did was stare at them until they disappeared underneath.

"They are interesting aren't they?" She knew I kept looking. I looked at her face and Kelly was actually smiling. 

"I think you do like my boobs and oh by the way, don't you look cute in your pj's too. Are you wearing those for any special reason? It isn't to impress me is it?" I knew what she really meant. 

She told me she was going to lie down and watch TV. I said goodnight and went upstairs. I looked in on Miranda. Unfortunately, she had fallen fast asleep but one hand was down between her legs. Her TV was on. I shut it off. I closed her door and went to my room.

I shut my door, turned on my stereo down low, and watched the snow fall out of the dark quiet sky. Since it was peaceful, I turned off the music and lie there watching the snow fall. It put me at ease. I thought about Miranda, Kelly, Christmas, and school, and then my parents. Then I thought about masturbating and doing it on my web cam and sending it to Miranda for her to see when she woke up.

15 minutes later, I heard the door open and close. This nice warm body snuggled up against my back. I loved how she felt. The body was wearing pajamas and her arms wrapped themselves around me. I felt kisses flowing along my neck. It was awesome.

Then I recalled the scent from earlier. I turned over realizing it wasn't Miranda. I had an inquisitive look on my face. She put a finger to her mouth whispering "Please no." She reached over me with the palm of her hand and rubbed my crotch. I let her do it. She didn't go inside my pj's. She tested the waters seeing if what she did was alright. Was what we were doing the right thing to do? Hell no what we were doing was considered incest in anyone's book. No matter how anyone viewed what was going on, it was incest. Plain and simple, cut and dried, it was incest! I didn't stop her. She didn't stop either.

My sense of right and wrong never kicked in. I never once felt bad, guilty, or any other sinful feelings.

I loved the feel of her hand touching me there. I absolutely loved how her soft gentle hand felt on my cotton pajamas, pressing firmly against my dick. 

By that point my dick was no where near limp any longer. It hardened as if seeing a girl naked for the first time and exciting the living fuck out of me. Yes somehow my sister Kelly turned me on! Some how feeling her body pressed against my body and her hand embracing my cock, even though on the outside of my pj's, aroused me immensely.

The reactions flowed and rushed swiftly. They were those same feelings any girl gave me if we were getting sexually intimate.

Finally I took her hand, and put it down inside the waistband of my bottoms so she could feel the real thing. Neither of us said a word. All we did was lie there, breathing while she kept feeling and tenderly squeezing my cock. 

Her soft hand felt fantastic! It was remarkable! I felt fabulous! I felt this incredible thrilling rapture rushing through me. I knew what I wanted. I knew the feeling well. 

The urge for her and me to have sex somehow was brainwashing me. There was this ultimate thrill; a sensational horny feeling and I wanted her to do more and more. I was overwhelmed with lust all of a sudden.

I wanted to cum badly. I wanted her to stroke and stroke my cock. I even wanted her to suck it. I wanted to get so damn hard and so damn horny that I could climb on top of her and fuck her brains out. 

All of a sudden my morals and my values kicked in.

I realized "What the fuck is going on here? I'm being jacked off my sister. Oh my god, I can't believe I'm doing this. My sister is stroking my cock and I love."

I pulled her hand out. I turned over and looked at her miserably. I said "I can not do this right now. Not tonight I can't; something isn't right about it." I was confused and I didn't know why.

"But, but why Pat because of Miranda?" I shook my head no. She was jealous of Miranda but it wasn't because of her. I wasn't sure but I knew at that point, I couldn't do anything with Kelly. I knew I couldn't. My cock recoiled into a limp state. The euphoric aroused feelings I had dissipated quickly.

I disappointed myself and Kelly too. I let her down and passed up a potentially awesome opportunity. Kelly began to get up but I tugged at her hand. I whispered that I was sorry. I tugged at her hard. I pulled her so close I could have kissed her. 

Finally I kissed her cheek and said "You, me" and I smiled, "we will if you still wanna, go all the way next time."

"I don't know now Pat. I don't know." She stopped at the door, turned and looked at me. She had tears in her eyes but I stared back and didn't say anything.

I vowed to myself Kelly and I would be together soon. I had to find the right place and the right time.



Christmas Break Ch. 02



The next time came sooner than I expected. I awoke to the feel of a hot, hard body sliding into bed behind me. This time, comfortably naked expect for a pair of boxers. Matt's warm lips teased at the nape of my neck as his hand trailed down along the back of my thigh to my knee. I shivered and moaned softly as I surfaced from my sleep. Feeling his legs slide into place between mine as I lay half on my stomach, I could feel his already hard cock press against my ass. His hand slid over my knee and travelled upward to my hip, gliding lightly over my skin, raising gooseflesh where ever he touched me as he pulled me back against his groin and onto his engorged prick.

I sighed appreciatively and then, realising where we were and what we were doing, my head jerked up in a panic as I looked for my alarm clock. "Oh God what time is it?" I whispered in a fright coming fully awake.

"Chill out baby sis!" Came Matt's calm reply against my skin, as he continued to kiss at my neck and shoulders. "It's after nine. Mom and Dad have already left for work. We're home alone."

I sighed in relief thinking, thank God Mom and Dad work on the weekend, and let my head drop back down on the pillow, ready to enjoy the feelings Matt was awakening in my body. I pushed my hips back against his groin loving the feel of his hard cock as it wedged itself between my ass cheeks. I shivered as I felt Matt's hand slide under my bed singlet and push it up along my back.

"Take this off!" I heard him say as he shifted his torso away from my back. I rose up enough to slide the shirt up and over my head; with my brother's assistance, and he quickly disposed of the needless garment by flinging it over his shoulder. "Mmm that's better." He breathed, sounding very pleased as he lay back down against me, his arms coming around me, his warm skin pressed against mine.

The moulded shape of his chest and stomach against the smooth skin of my back felt wonderful and I could feel his hard nipples as they dug into my shoulder blades. His hand slid up along my ribcage, heading for my chest and I gasped as he cupped his hand over my aching breast. I could feel the throb intensify between my legs as he tweaked at my erect nipple. I moaned hard as I felt his tongue teasing the skin on my shoulder, before he worked his way up my neck and to my ear. His tongue swirled against my lobe and I felt his teeth nip at it gently which made me shiver.

He chuckled. "Hmm, good morning." He said before letting his mouth get back to work on my neck.

I giggled in response; whispering. "Good morning."

I let my hand cover his at my breast, pressing it harder against my chest as I pushed forward into his hand and thrust my butt backwards into his crotch. He groaned near my ear. "Eager this morning, aren't we?" He teased.

"I can play hard to get if you want." I replied jokingly.

"Mmm, maybe later." Matt said and I could just hear the smile in his voice. "But for now, as much as I love the feel of your ass against my cock, turn over, I've got a promise to keep."

I gulped as I remembered his words from last night, and did as he asked, turning over onto my back. He shifted to give me a little space.

Once I was settled, Matt moved back into place laying half atop me, his thigh once again sliding between mine to press against my pussy as he rested above me on his elbow. He stared at me for a moment and then smiled as he lowered his head towards mine. I turned my head to avoid the kiss. I could smell minty freshness.

"I haven't brushed!" I complained, knowing that he had, as I felt his head pull back.

His hand came up and grabbed my chin lightly, turning my head towards him. "Shut up and kiss me already." He told me, not caring as he dropped his head and pushed his lips against mine.

I tried to kiss him closed mouthed, but he wasn't having any of that. He nipped at my lips lightly trying to get me to open up. When the soft approach didn't work, he bit my bottom lip a bit harder and made me gasp, "Ow!" which came out half slurred as his tongue quickly invaded my mouth.

He tasted of peppermint toothpaste and the smell filled my nostril, but the heat of his kiss drove me wild and I couldn't help but respond in kind. My tongue battled with his, spearing in to fill his mouth as I sucked on his lips and tongue, moving my head against his, as my hands slid along his back and down onto his ass. I grabbed at it greedily, trying to pull his hips against me even more as he ground himself forward. He lifted himself up and shifted over me, settling his hard cock at the juncture of my thighs, pressing his swollen rod directly onto my hot, aching pussy. He moved against me, thrusting his hips upward, sliding his hot erection back and forth over my moist cleft.

He broke the kiss and looked down at me, licking at his bottom lip. "Is this what you want?" He asked needlessly as he ground down onto me.

"You know it is!" I panted as I slipped my hands into his boxers, digging my nails into his buttocks as I rolled my hips up to meet his.

"Say it." He said still humping against me. "Tell me you want my cock inside you."

"Why?" I asked, blushing furiously. "When you already know?"

My ex, Craig had never spoken to me like this, had never really said much to me at all while we were fucking to be honest. So I found it all a little overwhelming. Although; we'd already crossed over into the taboo, so why should words make any difference? I thought. But regardless of that, Matt's words struck me in a place that was deep and primal, and to be truthful, only served to make me hotter, wetter, more in need of another good fuck!

He dropped his head and kissed me again, teasing me with his tongue and lips. His hand slid down along my thigh, grabbing at my knee as he pulled my leg up and over his hip, my panty covered pussy opened wider to his hard cock as he rubbed it against me some more. "Because..." He groaned, raising his head again, "it's a big fucking turn on to hear your little sister say that she wants your cock buried deep inside her hot, little cunt!"

I bit my lip and blushed even more as his words made my clit throb and my pussy wetter. I dropped my eyes and swallowed. It started out shaky but I managed to get it out. "I want your cock inside me!" I whispered quickly; embarrassed.

Matt took a hold of my chin. "Look at me when you say it. Talking dirty is nothing to be ashamed of, baby." He told me gently as he dropped his head to kiss me again. "It's perfectly natural, and there's nothing a guy likes more than hearing how much a girl wants his cock." His hand moved from my chin to my chest, his palm cupping my small breast as his thumb brushed maddeningly back and forth across my nipple. I sucked in a harried breath as he clasped my hardened bud in his fingers and tugged on it lightly.

I bit my bottom lip again, looking up at his face as he stared down at me. I swallowed, knowing that my face must be bright red but I endeavoured to do as he asked me. I said it slower this time, staring up at him. "I want your cock inside me, so badly Matt. Please, give it to me?"

I watched his eyes flutter closed for a second and a small smile touched his lips, as he ground his hips hard against my crotch and I heard him suck in a quick breath through his nose. He opened his eyes again and stared down at me once more. His eyes were intense and I couldn't really read what was in them but he dipped his head and kissed me hotly, his hand mashing against my breast as he did. "Hmm fuck yeah, that's what I wanted to hear!" He moaned hard against my lips.

He moved quickly, pushing himself up onto his knees as he threw the covers off. Grabbing my panties, he yanked them down saying, "Get these things off!" He pulled on them so fast and hard I heard material tear and I gasped, my eyes going wide in surprise.

Before I knew what was happening; I heard Matt swear Oh fuck! And his hands bunched into fists over the fabric as he pulled at them harder, his fingers shredding the material in his hands as he tore my panties off my body.

My heart jumped, a little in fear, but mostly in electric, insatiable lust. I could never have imagined something so fucking hot happening to me. And here it was, happening alright, and with my big brother to boot, how could that have possibly happened? It was a question best left for later.

I watched as he brought the shredded material to his nose and inhaled; breathing in deep and testing the texture of them with his fingertips, before he threw them aside. I saw him lick his lips as he grabbed me behind both knees and pulled my legs up towards my chest.

He pushed them high, spreading me wide open as he let his eyes trail down my lithe body, openly admiring the view, staring down at my gaping pussy for a long moment, before glancing back up at me. He shifted back even more and I thought he was going to get rid of his own boxers but I was mistaken as he quirked an eyebrow and winked at me.

I sucked in a breath as he quickly leant forward and began licking and kissing along my inner thighs, first one and then the other. Each time he switched, he inched is way lower and lower until he was teasing his tongue along the sensitive juncture of inner leg and groin. He teased me relentlessly, his tongue swirling down and along the curve of my butt and then back up along the crease of my thigh. I moaned and whimpered and gasped every time, as his tongue came within mere millimetres of my aching pussy but never quite touched it; his warm breath flowing over my heated opening. It was so frustrating, I began rolling my hips, twisting as much as I could in my current position, as I tried in vain to get him to stop teasing me and lick my aching pussy.

He wouldn't. He moved with me each time, shifting his mouth away if I got too close. I growled in frustration, my pussy throbbing with need. "Matt, stop teasing and lick my pussy already! Please!"

I heard him groan; that's what he'd been waiting to hear. "Yes ma'am." He mumbled.

I cried out, my head flicking back against the pillow, my spine arching high and my hands clawed into the sheets, as I felt his hot, luscious tongue on my pussy for the first time. He used the underside of his tongue to swipe down along my throbbing core in one, wet pass; and it felt so goddamn good.

I moaned and gasped as he went to work, sucking and licking, his tongue flicking over my clit, swirling around it, dipping down to thrust between the folds of my slick lips.

Matt made me cry out over and over again, begging him for more, something I had never done with Craig, whose pussy licking skills were precursory at best and rated maybe a three, where as Matt was definitely a ten!

The entire time, he worked my slick, aching cleft, he held my legs pinned to my chest, not for one second allowing me to move them, close them, or even wrap them around his neck. He wanted me open and wide for his eating pleasure. I rocked and shook and nearly squealed when Matt finally put me out of my misery and thrust his tongue deep inside my young cunt, wriggling it in as deep as it would go, his teeth lightly grazing against my clit as he fucked me with it. I moaned and begged for more, telling him how fucking good it felt. He used his tongue to great effect, and alternated between fucking me with it and swirling it over my clit again and again.

I could feel that tightening in the pit of my tummy which meant I was close and heat began to radiate across the top of my pubic mound as that sensation intensified with Matt's skill. I felt it building, my climax so close, and I cried out, letting Matt know I was almost there. "Oh fuck, Matt, I'm close, I'm going to cum!"

My words made Matt redouble his efforts as his tongue literally felt like it was everywhere at once. I couldn't tell you how short a time it took to get me off, because it felt like an eternity but in truth must have only been seconds as Matt sucked my clit between his teeth and bit down on it lightly as his tongue flicked over it again and again, driving me over the edge, pushing me off the precipice and sending me spiralling into pleasure.

My orgasm exploded!

Without conscious thought both of my hands found their way into Matt's hair and gripped it tightly as I pulled his face harder against my spasming cunt. My hips jerked and twitched as his tongue kept up its punishment of my overly sensitive bud, killing me with sensation and I keened almost constantly at the feeling of intense pleasure that poured through me. Matt didn't let up for one second, licking and slurping, sucking up my juices as my young pussy creamed on his tongue while I screamed - just as he'd promised.

After a moment, as my incredibly sensitive pussy began to settle a little, Matt's hands came up and broke my desperate grip on his hair. He shifted quickly, his body moving up and over mine, he covered my mouth with his, thrusting his tongue inside, and without warning he forced his fat cock into my still spasming cunt. I gasped at the unexpected move and moaned as I tasted my own pussy on his lips.

He took advantage of my dripping wetness and buried himself to the hilt, pressing uncomfortably against my insides, but filling me to overflowing, moaning in my ear as my still spasming pussy clasped at the length of his dick. He released my knees, allowing them to drop and wrap about his waist as he pulled back and drove himself inside me again.

I gasped in pleasure as the full stroke of his cock rubbed all the right places. "God, you've got such a tight pussy baby sis! Do you like the feel of my cock inside you?" Matt groaned against my ear, his lips dropping to suck at my neck.

I panted my reply, "Fuck yes!" as he drove into me again and again, filling me, fucking me!

His grunts got louder, closer together and I knew he was getting close. I felt his hands as they groped at my breasts, squeezing them, mashing them, tugging at my nipples, making a jolt of sensation run down along my stomach and into my clit once again. I could feel another orgasm building, slower this time although I wondered if I would get a chance to go again before Matt finished himself.

I needn't have worried.

Just as I thought he might be on the verge of spending himself inside me, Matt growled in my ear and pushed himself off me, his cock sliding from my eager pussy and leaving it empty. I whimpered in complaint.

Rising up on his knees, he pushed my legs away. He shifted back further yanking his boxers off all the way, tossing them aside, and then straightened, his glistening cock bobbing in front of him as he looked at me. "Turn over, get up on your knees!" He ordered and I didn't think twice about doing what he said.

I scrambled over onto my stomach and then pushed myself up onto my hands and knees, my narrow butt swayed as I glanced back over my shoulder at my brother. I watched him bite his lower lip as he hurriedly shifted closer, a hand holding his thick erection as he aimed it at my slick pussy, the other hand moving up and curling around my hip. I felt the fat mushroom head nudge against my slick pussy lips and I pressed backwards, eagerly awaiting the feel of his cock as it slid inside me once more.

I closed my eyes and moaned as he thrust himself home, burying his cock deep, his balls slapping against my clit as his thrust bottomed out. He stopped, holding himself still for a moment, savouring the feel perhaps? Both hands now held my hips, his thumbs stroking back and forth near my spine. I could hear him breathing, his fingers kneading my flesh. I opened my eyes and looked back at him questioningly wondering what was taking him so long.

His eyes were closed and his head tilted back. Perhaps he had been closer to cumming than I thought! His breathing was laboured for a little while as I waited patiently. Another few moments passed before I felt his cock twitch inside me and his whole body shuddered. He opened his eyes and smiled at me.

"Are you ready?" He asked after a pause. I nodded. "Good, because I am going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before!" He told me with a devilish grin. "I am going to tear that pussy up!"

I gulped down a worried breath, not entirely certain if he was going to be overly rough, or if that was just a phrase someone said when they were about to go hard at it? His fingers bit into the flesh of my hips as he pulled back, his thick, hot cock, sliding out to its full length, before he slammed his hips forward again, pounding his shaft into me right to the hilt. I just about died at the feeling. It was so hard, but god damn if it didn't feel fucking amazing.

I groaned and gasped as he pulled back and thumped into me again, and then again, and then again. Each time thrusting forward so hard I couldn't help the noises that were pushed from my throat. I tried to keep my shrieks of pleasure down to a low roar, but Matt was intent on making me scream as much as possible. It was rough, and hard, and fast, his fingers digging into my soft flesh as his hips pounded against my upthrust butt and pussy, his cock, slamming into my slippery, soaking cunt. I begged and pleaded with him for more, more always more, telling him again and again to go faster, deeper, harder. I was acting like a slut; pushing back to meet his thrusts, and I didn't care. It was all so fucking hot!

He was right, I'd never been fucked like this before and he was tearing it up! But in a good way. I panted, sweat pouring off my body, my small tits jiggling on my chest from the force of his thrusts as his cock drove into me over and over again, deeper and deeper, filling me to the brim and making me cry out in ecstasy. I never wanted him to stop and I could feel that interrupted orgasm building again.

It was like a wave, steadily growing, higher and higher coming towards me faster and faster, until it rose up to its final height; crested... and came crashing down on me!

I screamed like a banshee, my young, nubile body, quivering and quaking with the force of my release. My arms gave out and I fell flat on my face; my ass still in the air. Sound was being pressed out of me as Matt kept ploughing his fat shaft into my spasming cunt, again and again and again. He was growling, his voice sounding harsh to my ears as he grunted and swore behind me. His fingers grasped my hips painfully as he pulled me back against him while he shoved forward with his cock. He was close, I could feel it, his engorged member seeming to swell even fuller inside me as he reached down around my hip and began fingering my very, very sensitive clit.

I just about leapt off the bed as my whole body jerked upright, but Matt held me tight about the waist, keeping me in place. I twisted and bucked chaotically, trying to dislodge his fingers from my tender button. "Holy SHIT Matt!" I yelled in distress; my cunt spasming even harder as he milked my orgasm and I felt his body begin to jerk.

"Oh fuck yes! That's it Mandy, fuck back onto me! Oh FUCK!!!!!" He yelled nearly in my ear as he removed his hands and shoved me forward. I fell sprawling on my stomach, my arms and legs akimbo as I felt the first hot spray of my brothers cum hit my ass! I moaned as I heard him grunting behind me, pulling on his cock as he milked his sizzling, white goo out of his shaft to spray all over my ass and back. I could feel every splatter and glob as it landed along the length of my back, across my hips, over my ass cheeks. I'm sure that some of it probably made it into my hair as well but I didn't care. My whole body trembled and shook, his cum spraying all over my body only adding to the intense reaction of sexual release I was feeling just then. I was so overwhelmed, the feeling so intense that all I could do was shiver and shake. I tried to shift into a more comfortable position, but my body felt as though my skeleton was missing.




Christmas Break Ch. 02



I literally could not move!

My face was still pressed half into the pillow as my arms and legs twitched erratically and my hips jerked against my mattress as spasms continued to clench the inside muscles of my pussy. My whole body felt like it was on fire and I was burning away to ash. I tried to catch my breath but it wasn't easy!

I felt the bed shift and a moment later Matt fell beside me in a sated, sweaty heap. His breathing was as laboured as mine, perhaps worse, but he could still manage to move properly. He reached over and brushed the hair out of the way, uncovering my sweaty brow and flushed face. My eyes were only half open but I could see him as he took in my image. He gave me a great big, satisfied smile and leant in to kiss my brow.

Leaning back he stared down at me again. "And that, dear little sister, is the first; of many promises; kept!"

Fin.