6 comments/ 226371 views/ 44 favorites Cottontail By: SSobotkaJr # # # I know what people would think if they only knew... Foremost, that it was my fault, and that I corrupted an innocent woman... the woman in question being my sister. Second, that my sister Isn’t to blame for what happened: she just fell in with my evil influences, and didn't know because no one else was there to tell her sex with her own brother was wrong, immoral and against the law. The truth is - and God help me, it IS the truth! - I'm no more to blame than the Man-in-the-Moon for what happened. I swear! Okay... you want to be convinced? Fine, I'll start back at the beginning... # Jenna is my baby sister. Born five years after I was, she wasn't exactly expected since Mom had Dad get a vasectomy so they couldn't have any more kids. Trouble is, the operation wasn't completely on the ball. So when I was four-and-a-half, Mom announced that I was going to have a little sister to look after in nine months. Trust me on this, we weren't callous about her arrival... in fact, you never saw such love heaped on a single child ever before, when the cute little red-haired bundle of joy that was my sister arrived on the scene. Mom and Dad had to struggle for a bit - considering they didn't have nearly all the finances needed to raise two kids (even though they were only 28 and 32, respectively, and had both jobs to work) - but, somehow they made it work out for the best. Jenna and I never lacked for food or clothing or generally anything. Okay, so maybe we didn't have all the latest toys, or got to go out to eat all the time, but we made do. So, now back to Jenna... She's twenty-two now, but all of this could be traced right back to when she was a lot younger. Now, granted I'm no pedophile (thank God!), but to understand why stuff came to pass, you have to know what my baby sister was like in those early years. Mom often made the comment that because Jenna was conceived during a rather rambunctious round of sex between her and Dad, that's why Jenna had some odd quirks as a child. Odd, you ask? For starters, Jenna had no sense of personal shame or modesty. From the time she was potty trained on, if she could get away without wearing any clothing, that's what she did. And it didn't matter that the family had guests or anyone over for a visit, either! The folks could have been entertaining the local Vicar and his wife, and then HOWDY... there she comes with nothing on but bright red curls and a smile, walking out into the middle of everyone and everything. Embarrassing to be sure, but that's not the half of it. Jenna's also one of those people that loves to show her affections openly. If she likes you, she'll hug you like you need to have the wax shot out of your ears... and watch out if you're sitting down! That's an invitation for her to hop onto your lap and give you the modified version of her bear hug. You can only imagine what the Vicar was thinking after one appearance from Jenna, sans clothing. The thing of it is, Jenna is completely indifferent to the fact that society frowns on public nudity. As far as my little sister is concerned, the rest of the world can go jump off a bridge. She loves being naked, and it will be a cold day in Hades before she'll change... well, that's not entirely true. After one too many 'naked time' visits with unsuspecting guests, Mom and Dad finally convinced her that she could still do her thing. For the sake of future guests, they told her she needed to at least put on a nightie or something, when company came calling! That's the state of things that followed: Jenna still continued to stay naked at home, only wearing clothes to go to school, or out of the house in general. As she got older, Mom and Dad gave up completely on trying to keep her covered. They figured it was like trying to teach a fish to breath out of water... it just wasn't going to work! So, that's the way it's been for my family, living with a certified, dyed-in-the-wool nudist at home. So where do I fit in on this? In all honesty, I grew up pretty much normal - well, as normal as any boy could with a sister living with him in a more-or-less constant state of nakedness - and through my teenage years developed a regular, normal sex life. In all the time I lived with Jenna while she was growing up, I never once though of her in any sort of sexual way (again, reinforcing my earlier statement on pedophilia!). To me, having my baby sister walk around naked wasn't any big deal. Personally, I wished at the time I had her moxie to do that, but as a child I was pretty shy about even being seen in my underwear, much less naked. So, life for my family marched on. Eventually, when I turned eighteen, I left home to go to college, and struck out to get a degree in computers. It was rough to leave the comforts of home, but I soon adapted to college life, and did quite well in my studies. I got my Bachelor's, and decided to go for a Master's, and ended up extending my college life another three years to do it. During this time, I continued to date and have a social life. I met many girls and had a great time with them - even sex - but for the most part I stayed single and unattached. Which eventually brought me to the point I know you've been waiting for. And believe me, the one most shocked about what happened was me! # # # It happened just after the end of Spring Semester that second year I was in college. I was all of 22, and Finals had just ended. I was looking forward to heading home for a three-month break before starting classes again that fall. I'd skipped Spring Break and any vacation time just after Christmas the last year, just so I could concentrate on my studies and earn the best marks that I could get. So, after my last test was over, I packed up and headed back home. When I got there after a two-day trip on the road, I noticed that my parent's car wasn't there. I wasn't too worried about this. Usually the folks went out on errands or such several times during the week. Pulling up into the driveway, I did happen to see a small compact convertible - must be Jenna's, I thought - and parked behind it. Without much thought to anything else, I grabbed my overnight bag, leaving the rest of my luggage in the car, and headed inside the house. Once inside, I trooped into the kitchen and dropped my overnight bag on the counter. It was there I spied the note propped up against the bread box. Mom and Dad had left it for Jenna - obviously - telling her they were going into town and wouldn't be back until later that night. They also left a reminder to look out for my arrival... which little sister wasn't paying attention to, I noticed. Now, normally I'd have called out to let everyone know I was home. Normally. Instead, feeling the need to get clean, I headed upstairs and snagged a towel out of the linen closet, and headed for the main bathroom to take a shower. I did this with little pause; stripping down, turning on the water and jumping in without any sign of Jenna coming around to see who was using the bathroom, at all. Believe me, even though I only took ten minutes it was the BEST ten minutes I ever spent... I really felt grungy after spending all that time couped up in my car. Finishing my shower, I dried off and headed across the hall to what was my former bedroom. I guess the folks still consider it mine, since they never transformed it into a guest room or anything else. I found a spare pair of cotton briefs and pulled them on, draping the damp towel over my shoulders so I could attack my unruly hair. While doing this, I stepped out into the hallway so I could go back downstairs to get the spare change of street clothes in my overnighter... I'd just shut the door to my room, when I heard it... the faint sound of music, drifting down the hall. Now, the only room occupied upstairs was, of course, Jenna's room. My parents had their master bedroom downstairs, you see. Curious as to why she'd have the music down so low, I turned on my heel and walked down to her doorway. Jenna, true to form, had left the door wide open, so I peered inside... ... and got the shock of my life! Jenna was there, in the middle of the big, multi-colored rug that dominated most of the floor between her full-sized bed and the walls, dancing all alone with nothing but her hair in a thick braid and a pair of wireless headphones cupped over her ears. She was off in her own little world, her eighteen-year old body swaying and bopping to the tunes pumped in from her stereo in the corner. Not so shocking, you say? Did I mention that all she had on was a pair of underpants? MEN'S, cotton underpants? Not only that, but they were an old pair that belonged to Your's Truly! Needless to say, I forgot I was in as much a state of undress, and I stepped into her room and called out, "Hey! What in Sam's Hill are you doing?" My voice was loud enough to break through the music, causing Jenna to stop in the middle of a twirl, making her face towards her doorway. Her baby-blue eyes widened slightly when she caught sight of me, then she got this big grin on her face. “Hey!” she exclaimed, pulling the headphones down off of her ears. “When did you get in, Big Brother?” I blinked, but got ahold of myself quick. “I just got in, but that’s not important,” I griped. “What are you doing in MY underwear?” Jenna looked down over her shoulder at her backside, grinning. “Why not?” “Why not?!?” I was flabbergasted. “Jenna, those belong to me, your brother! You need to be wearing your own clothes, damn it!” Jenna turned around to face me, planting her hands on her hips saucily. “Those are for my regular time outside, Bro... besides, your briefs are much more comfy!” She rubbed her right butt cheek with one hand, her smile deepening as she stared at me. “Mmm, much better than my regular undies. So soft... and they’re nice against my heiny!” I growled, “Jenna!” “Oh, hush,” she chuckled good-naturedly. “Why are you getting all bent over this? Can’t stand the sight of your sister wearing your clothes?” I muttered, “That’s not it, and you know it, Jenna... besides you’re not just wearing something like one of my old shirts! It’s... just not right for a sister to wear her brother’s... well, intimate stuff!” “Oh, really?” Jenna cocked her head, crossing her arms over her naked chest. “Is it because you don’t really like seeing me in your shorts?” She dropped her eyes, smirking softly. “Or... could it be...” “What?” I started, following her gaze down. I froze in shock, because what I saw wasn’t... shouldn’t... I couldn’t believe what I was seeing! “My, my,” Jenna cooed. “Big Brother has a hard-on!” Truth be told, I wouldn’t just call it a hard-on... not by a long shot. My dick was tenting out the front panel of my briefs like I’d hidden a kielbasa sausage in there! Granted, I’m nowhere near ‘pornstar’ dimensions, but I had a respectable seven-and-one half inch cock. And, right then, it felt hard enough that a cat couldn’t scratch it. I stammered, unsure what to say... how was I getting turned on like this? Jenna smiled, giving me a wink. “Now, what could you be thinking about, hm? Something hot, from the size of that,” she observed. “Could it be something like... seeing your sister? Wearing your underpants?” I swallowed thickly. I didn’t know what was making me hot... at least, not anything I had to say openly. As much as I didn’t want to admit it, seeing my baby sister dancing in my old cotton briefs was a turn-on. She looked cuter than any thing I’d seen before... the white fabric contrasting with the light tan on her skin, making a contrast that seemed to make the blood rush faster to my cock. When I didn’t answer, Jenna reached up and slipped the headphones completely off, letting them fall to the carpeted floor before she took a few steps towards me. “What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue, Big Brother?” she asked, giggling when she saw my crotch pulse under the cotton. “Mm, I think this kitten has caught something else... and it’s trapped inside those delicious shorts of yours!” Before I could reply, move or do anything else, Jenna spun around and backed herself against me, planting that cute butt of hers right on my crotch. “Ooh!” I gasped, unsure what I should do at that point. Even though there was a tiny voice of reason in my head which was screaming at me to push her away! “mmmm, that feels nice,” Jenna cooed, rubbing her butt against my turgid dick. “You have a nice, sized cock, Bro! I’ll bet you drive the girls wild with it, hm?” I didn’t answer. The sensations of her cotton-clad backside creating friction against my own covered crotch were electric; making my blood boil with each stroke. Clasping my fist, I tried not to show any more reaction to this teasing Jenna was doing. It wasn’t easy, because Jenna didn’t stop talking! “Mmm, so nice and hard... I’ll bet you’re horny has anything,” she said, looking over her shoulder to smile sexily at me. “That cock of yours is aching to be let go, huh? Set free from that cotton prison... so you can take care of it, hm?” I hissed, “Jenna... why... why are you... doing this?” Jenna giggled softly. “Because I like it, Bro,” she admitted. “It’s fun to see you so turned on!” She turned around to face me, placing both hands on my bare chest, rubbing in small, soft circles. “It’s like all those times before...” “What?” I asked. “What times before?” She ducked her head, blushing a bit as she explained, “Well... I admit I’ve seen your cock before. You used to keep your door locked, but... there were a few times you, well, weren’t so careful.” She traced a fingertip around my left nipple, sending a ripple of arousal through me. “You looked so hot, lying on your bed while you stroked it. It always got me wet and bothered... until I had to play with myself, too!” I gasped at this revelation. Jenna, was turned on my watching me masturbate? Unbelievable! Jenna looked back up at me, her shy smile melting into a heated grin. “C’mon... fess up! Knowing that I watched you touch yourself turns you on, doesn’t it?” I gritted my teeth, trying to push my arousal down. Jenna saw right through me, though. “I think it does... You also like seeing your hot little sister like this. Almost naked... save for your underwear.” She winked up at me, dropping one hand to slide gently over my crotch. Her slim fingers curled around the bulge in my briefs, tugging slightly as she felt its weight and heat. I couldn’t help the moan that seeped between my clenched lips. Damn it, this wasn’t supposed to happen. I shouldn’t get all horned up over my baby sis! Yet, there wasn’t any denying it... at least, not when she had my blue-steel dick cupped in her palm. “Mmmm,” she hummed, giving my dick a squeeze. “Seems to be a shame you have this thick dick, and nothing to do with it, or anyone to do it with,” she grinned. “If you let go,” I murmured thickly, “I can go... take care of myself...” “What, go jerk yourself off?” Jenna shook her head, laughing softly. “That sounds like fun for you... but, I think I know something else that will relieve you, and allow me to have some fun myself!” Before I could ask what she had in mind, Jenna dropped to her knees in front of me, pushing her face right against my hard prick. “Jenna, wha-? No! Don’t do...” My protest dwindled into a moan, as my sister started nuzzling my crotch with her face. Her lips, cheeks and nose rubbed along the covered flesh, sending more bolts of electricity racing along my already-frazzled nerves. She wasn’t trying to suck me... it felt like she was making love to my dick, through my underwear! “Mm, it smells hot... and delicious,” Jenna murmured, parting her lips so she could let her pink tongue slip out to lick the textured front of my briefs. As she continued, her saliva made the cotton turn wet and partially see-through; letting my red flesh appear to her smoldering gaze. With a tilt of her head, she nipped with her teeth, making me hiss at the pleasure-pain inflicted by her playful bites. “Jen-na...” I moaned, now louder as she continued to orally assault me. Pulling back from my now-sticky crotch, she winked at me. “Aw, is my brother loving his sister’s technique?” She slid her mouth along my length, swiping with her tongue in flicking licks as she reached the tip. “I know I’m loving your taste,” she said softly, placing a loving smooch on the crown. Oh, god, she had to ask if I was loving this? Duh! What male wouldn’t relish the sight of a hot girl on her knees, giving him unending pleasure with her hot little mouth? Reaching up, Jenna took hold of my dick around the base, pulling the wet cotton tight over the length of it. With a sighing moan, she slipped her mouth over the fat tip, swirling her tongue around it before she slid down towards the base. A ripple of pleasure rocketed up my spine from my crotch, as she sucked hard and slow on my flesh. Unable to stop myself, I lifted my hands and threaded them through her red curls, trying to keep some control of her sucking. Jenna hummed her approval of this, and for what felt like forever, she and I stayed like this, while she continued to make steamy, hot love to my cock. Eventually, she pulled off me with a moist smack of her lips, tipping her head back to eye her handiwork. “Wow... you’re such a sticky boy, Bro,” she breathed huskily. I couldn’t deny it, of course. The entire front of my briefs were soaked through, leaving my glowing, red prick throbbing and bobbing against the damp cotton. “Well, you did a lot of... work, to make it... that way,” I panted. Giggling throatily, Jenna slowly rose up in front of me, throwing her arms around my chest as she left a trail of kisses on my trembling body. “Well, we’re in the same boat, I guess,” she admitted. “Oh?” At the time, I had to wonder what she meant... I mean, was she admitting... “Yeah... seems I’m a little, hmmm... sticky myself.” Jenna stepped back, glancing down at herself. Looking down, I blinked at her cotton-covered crotch; it was soaked through, dark with the evidence that all of this hot talk and action was making her horny as well! “Jenna... my God!” Jenna flashed me a smoldering look, as she rubbed the flat of her hands between her legs. “Mmmm, very sticky! I can’t help myself,” she cooed. “It’s when I get like this, I can only think of one thing I’d like to do...” I blinked, my chest heaving with desire. “What’s that?” Jenna stepped in close again, reaching for the front of my briefs. With little, contented humming sounds, she fished her fingers around the flaps of the fly, until she made contact with the burning skin of my cock. Curling around the stalk, she slipped it free of the sticky cotton, leaving it bobbin in mid-air. “Wha-?” Jenna chuckled at the tone of my voice. “Patience, Bro... it’s better I show you what I have in mind,” she said sweetly. Before I could do anything, she turned around to face the corner of her bed. With a look over her shoulder that could set the air between us ablaze, she hooked both of her thumbs under the waistband of the briefs she wore and tugged them down over her hips. Shimmying a little to get the wet crotch free from between her legs, she let my old underwear drop to her ankles before slipping one foot out of them so she could place it out to the side. “Holy... Geez!” I gasped, utterly blown away at the sight before me. With her legs spread, Jenna had bent over to place her hands on the corner of her bed. This exposed her entire backside to me... which included a view of her puss, peeking between her thighs. What was the icing on this scrumptious ‘cake’, was the fact Jenna hadn’t allowed herself the luxury of an all-over tan; the cheeks of her backside were as white as cream, which contrasted lusciously with the light, sweet pink of her vagina. Cottontail Ch. 02 [NOTE - Please Read "Cottontail" to see what came before this chapter - SRS] # # # "Bro... fuck me!" Jenna's impassioned plea filled my ears, making my insides turn hot and cold at the same time. I mean, it isn't every day that my eightteen year-old sister - who happened to be the instigator of this scene, believe me! - bends her naked body over the end of her bed, and begs me to drive her crazy with a royal screwing. But, that's exactly the position I found myself in, perched behind her soft, cream-white backside with the honey sun-tanned skin of the rest of her accenting it perfectly. My dick poised just a hairsbreath away from sinking into the pink-sweet flesh of her puss, which creamed the top of my prick with every tremble her body made, the heat searing along every inch of me. This whole thing seemed so surreal. I mean, the last thing I expected to come home from college to was my little nudist sister, admitting she got turned on by seeing me masturbate in the past... Well, if you don't get the drift by now, I guess you're on you're own! "mmm, come on," she sighed, turning her head to stare at me over her shoulder, dragging the long, red braid of her hair across the butter-nut tanned skin with a silken hiss. Her baby-blue eyes now dark and smoky with lust, and the tone of her voice thick with need spoke volumes to my ears. "Don't you want to, Bro?" Something just clicked over inside me... call it going over the edge, or whatnot, but right then and there I decided that if I was going to screw my little sister... hell, I was going to do it on my terms! Reaching for her shoulders, I pulled her upright, so her body was touching mine from hip to throat, while we were back to front. Before she could form a word of protest, I slipped one arm around her waist and hoisted her onto her bed, clambering in behind her to keep us connected by contact. "Hey, wha-?" She started to turn around, looking shocked that I hadn't just plowed ahead into her puss. I cut her off with a kiss, which was firm and hot at first, then it turned slow and scorching when she willingly opened her lips to allow my tongue to slide inside. With her mouth so engaged, I let my hands roam over her at will, drinking in the soft curves of her body with every touch. Jenna eventually broke off the kiss to pant out a moan. "Mmm, I'd say you DO want to..." I just half-grinned at her. "Well, since you talked me into it," I replied, cupping her breasts with both hands, trapping each stone-hard nipple between my fingers as I kneaded each orb gently and firmly. Brushing her titan braid aside, I trailed nibbling, wet kisses along her neck, over her collarbone and down the slope of one tit. Jenna shivered under my touch, her knees shaking from the utter bliss rippling over her. Her arms looped up around my neck, just before her hands wormed their way into my hair; curling around the brown locks as she tugged me further down, encouraging me to reach her turgid nipple. By then, I was lost. Utterly, hopelessly... the only thing nagging in the one corner of my head that still had rational thought was ‘okay, sport, you're going to fuck your sister... now how are you going to do it?'. Keeping my hands moving - more to keep Jenna from coming down to earth from her sub-orbital passions - I cast around for an answer for that question. That's when I spied the sight of the blue sky out through her open window... bingo! Before Jenna had a chance to think or make another move, I curled my arms around her and lifted her back up from the bed. "Hey! What's the big idea?" Jenna squealed, reflexively clamping onto my shoulders. "I thought-." "Don't worry," I growled, rumbling my R's as I swung her around and started walking out of her room. "We're going to fuck, little sister... I'm just changing the locale," I grinned. That got a big look of surprise on her face, which shifted into a very naughty grin as she watched me carry her into the hall, heading towards the stairs... # # # Sure, we had her bedroom, and that soft bed of hers... but, hell, I figured if I was going to screw this hot little mink, best to make it a coupling we'd never forget! Pushing open the sliding glass door at the back of the family room, I stepped out into our backyard. Mom and Dad had recently built a deck out here - elevated, with a wide space for sunbathing, and a hot tub tucked away in the shadiest corner, as well as a sauna bath on a half-deck just below - to take advantage of our summertime months. Add to the fact it had a great veiw of the small garden (that's Mom's) and the wide expanse of green grass (that's Dad's pride and joy), it was a thing of domestic-urban beauty... It was also the perfect place for a little imprompteau fuck-session! Jenna giggled at me as I carried her across the deck. "I can't believe you wanna screw outside... Bro, you are so nut-ball crazy! Even so, she hardly made any move to squirm out of my arms and dash back inside the safety of the house. "Kind of late to say that, isn't it?" I replied, stopping next to the glass topped table that dominated the one corner, next to Dad's gas grill. Letting her down for a moment, I let my hands brush over her before I turned towards one of the lounge chairs to snag one of the soft, brightly colored cushions. "Here," I said, plopping the cushion on top of the table,"have a seat." Jenna giggled and parked her perky backside on the cushion. "Are you gonna do what I think... OOH!" She gasped sharply, because I'd leaned over between her legs, spreading them apart with one hand to rub her clit with a long, sawing stroke. "Sis, did I ever tell you... you look good enough to eat?" I said with a grin. Not waiting for her to reply, I crouched down between her dynamite legs and braced my spread hands on her inner thighs. Her puss was exposed oh, so sweetly, glimmering and pink in the sun. "AoWAH!" Jenna was shocked, thrilled and very turned on as I slowly licked and sucked on her labia. Her legs tensed, then relaxed as the little shocks raced up into her belly, coiling around like warm tongues of flame as the pleasure filled her. She had a taste that was all her own: tart like a raspberry, yet sugar-sweet and full of a heady, light musk that was like ambrosia to me. I fell into my task with gusto, slurping up every drop of her cream I could reach with my lips and tongue. The end result was that Jenna could hardly keep seated on the table. Her hips lifted up, undulating in rocking waves that grew with each pass of my oral attentions on her puss. I ended up with both palms craddling her butt cheeks, fingers dug into the taut flesh as I tried to control her movements... hell, I'd have sooner tried to hold down a wild bronco, because just then she hit the first wave of her approaching orgasm. "Ah... fuck!" Jenna hissed, arching off the cushion to try to seal her puss more firmly to my mouth. "Damnit... don't... ahhAH!" Her tummy was a rippling wave of flesh, as the contractions of a small orgasm crashed over her. My ears were pinned to my head as her thighs clamped tight, muffling the panting, cooing sound she mad as we both rode it out. Eventually, her leg lock relaxed enough, and I could pull back from her steamy puss. Looking up, I couldn't stop the grin that spread over my face... Jenna was covered with a flush of blush from her throat to the tips of her breasts, as well as a light sheen of persperation. Stretched out on her back, her hair had come loose from her braid, falling in a tumble of auburn curls which covered part of her face as her head rocked back and forth on the table top. "...ooh, Geezus!" she moaned. "Liked that, did you?" I asked lightly. Jenna didn't reply by words; she gripped my arms and pulled on me, forcing me to slip up from my knees to lean over her. Bracing on my arms against the table top, I let her cling to me, pulling herself up to meet me halfway before giving me a slow, smokey kiss... one that I really didn't want to end! Eventually, Jenna let go of my mouth, trailing one hand down my body untill it came to the hard pole of flesh, sticking out of my groin like a piece of solid crystal. Curling her fingers around my cock, she murmured dreamily, "Hmm! Bro's still got a stiffy..." I nodded slowly, knowing what I had to do, but not sure what Jenna was going to do next. I shouldn't have worried. "Bro... fuck, ME," she breathed, letting her legs snake out to wrap around my waist. Letting myself be tugged towards her body, I started to reach down to help guide myself into her... but Jenna batted my hand away, keeping a grip on my cock as she shifted a bit on the cushion to line us up properly. "Geez, Sis!" Those two words were followed by a huff of air, driven out of my lungs as the feeling of wet flesh eveloped my cock. Jenna's legs curled around my hips, pulling me to her until I was balls-deep inside her, holding me tightly as she and I savored the wicked union of our most-intimate parts. Lacing her hands behind my neck, my sister pulled me down until her lips were right next to my ear. "Mmm, you feel so, so GOOD, Bro," she moaned. "Mmm, you're better, baby!" And that was the truth! Jenna's puss was like a slick, tight sheath around my turgid flesh. Every stroke was pure bliss for me... I can only imagine what it was for her, but from the noises Jenna was making, it was clear my little sister was liking the way I was fucking her. The sun beat down on our coupled forms; making us work up a fine sheen as our bodies worked like pistons on a fine machine. Leaning back, I swept my hands along her sides and over her upthrust breasts, feeling her hard nipples scrape my palms. This made her arch up into my touch, a burst of breath escaping her lips in pleasure. Her hands fluttered to my sides, clutching fiercely to pull me in with every thrust; like she was trying to draw us together to form one complete body. "God, Jack! I love the way you fuck me!" "Feeling's, mutual, baby," I grunted, dropping my head back down, pulling my sister closer into my body as I blinked to clear the sweat from my eyes... That's when I saw we'd collected an audience! Across the backyard, beyond our fence, was the backyard of the house on the other street parallel to ours. I'd never noticed before if anyone lived there in all the years I'd lived in my parent's home. Of course, it stood to reason that someone had to be in residence! Even so, it was a big shock to see someone standing in full view of both me and Jenna. A tall fellow, thirty-ish and tanned with dark hair, was there on the elevated platform of a redwood deck. He must have been a late sleeper, because I registered he was clad only in a long robe, loosely belted at the waist, with a white coffee mug in his left hand. At first sight, I nearly put a stop to the fucking I was giving Jenna. It was one thing for the two of use to be screwing, but getting caught, out the light of day like this!? Then, a small part of my lust-driven mind had to pipe up with a speck of reason: the guy was a stranger, and he hadn't seen me before. He had to think I was Jenna's ‘boyfriend', so what was wrong with the two of us fucking, he had to be thinking. From a second look, he wasn't turning around to leave. either to let us be or to call the authorities on us. In fact, he just stood there with a look that seemed one-part shock, one-part amusement, and something else I couldn't read just then... Of course, considering I was balls-deep inside Jenna, my mental faculties were understandably hindered somewhat! Deciding to just leave our watcher be, I returned my focus to my sister. By now, Jenna hand shifted position on the table, moving onto her side with one leg stretched up the length of my chest. Driving into her this way, I was treated to a whole new sensation along the length of my dick, which make the sparks fly through each wet contact. Together, we were both panting and filling the hot air with our moans and sighs of rapture... you'd have thought we were on location, filming a porno! In the middle of this, Jenna suddenly gasped, then let out a soft giggle. "Bro... I, oh... think, we, ummm... we've, got company!" "Hmm?" I was so far into our screwing, I barely caught her words. "Jack," she said, following my name with another, amorous-laced laugh. "There's somebody... ah, God! There's, some, one... umm, watching us fuck!" I feigned surprise, opening my eyes to look across the yard. "Oh, really?" I asked, never stopping for one moment as I took in our audience of one; still standing there, watching me screw Jenna. Jenna raised up a bit, casting a glance at me with a look of surprise. "You're not freaked out, are you?" I twisted my hips a bit, driving the length of my cock along Jenna's clit. "Do I looked freaked?" I hissed, feeling the walls of her puss clench in reaction to my thrust. "Ahh, damn..." Jenna dropped back down onto the table top, her body twitching with the ripples of pleasure that my thrusting was generating inside her. "This is, so... so, nuts!" she hissed. "Do you, ummph... wanna stop?" I asked. Snapping her head around, Jenna fixed me with a look that would have killed me on the spot. "You do... ah! I'll, never, speak... oooh!" Since that was her stance, who was I to argue? I flipped Jenna leg over, turning her hips so that she had to slide partially off the table, doing what I could so we didn't come detached. When I had her on her belly, I started drilling her from behind, gripping her small waist with both hands, feeling her buttocks slap into my groin with each thrust. The pitch of her moans climbed with every passing moment, along with her legs, which curled to hook behind my hips to pull me even closer into her. Looking down, I gazed at the junction of our bodies; my stone-hard cock was ploughing through the buttery-softness of Jenna's puss, and her pink flesh was flowering around my shaft with a gleam of her sweet cream making it shine in the sunlight. This was heightened by the pale white portion of her bottom - the untouched flesh boardered by the parts that were suntanned - that little cotton-tail effect that was driving me wild! God! This was too surreal... but, I couldn't deny it. I was fucking my baby sister in broad daylight, the both of us enjoying each other thoroughly... and the kicker of it, we had a small audience watching us! Remembering that, I happened to glance up after flicking my head to the side to clear some of the sweat out of my eyes. I was surprised, not by the fact that our audience was still there... but that HE had some company too! The guy was leaning back against one of his patio chairs, his robe pulled wide open to expose himself... and a chunky, yet sexy looking blonde woman was crouched in between his knees. She was dressed in short boy shorts and a clingy pink halter, her hands splayed on the sides of his thighs for support as she was doing an impressive job slurping down his cock. The guy's face was screwed up in a mask of pure delight; obviously enjoying this little bonus to his morning treat. "Ahhh," I gasped, putting my effort into fucking Jenna's puss into overdrive. We were too close now... I could feel Jenna's inner flesh wiggling against my stone-hard shaft, and I knew she had to be ready as I was to pop. The sparks were already arcing across each nerve... setting up to go off like a chain of firecrackers at any moment. Jenna must have sensed this, because she arched her back, twisting to look at me. Her eyes were like deep pools, filled with a fire storm that was threatening to consume her completely. "Jack... I-I'm... I'm gonna-!" "I know!" I groaned, feeling the tell-tale tingle at the base of my cock. "I'm, close... so, close!" Jenna growled, then panted out, "Do it, Bro! Do it... cream me! Give it all, to me!" She dropped her head down between her outstretched arms, a tight, keening wail starting to bleed from between her lips. At the same time, I felt her puss clinch around my stiff stick in a death grip. "Ahhh, hell... hell, damn it Jenna!" I snarled through my clenched teeth, feeling the first waves of energy boiling up through my cock. Slamming down once, twice... and one last time to hold my hard flesh deep inside Jenna's puss, I let go with a hoarse cry as I felt my orgasm run me over like a Mack truck. Pinning her tightly to my groin, I shuddered as my spunk squirted in four, long pulses into her. "Jack-Jack... JACK!" Jenna squealed in a high-falsetto pitch, her body going rigid as her own climax fired off seconds after mine. Her pelvis rocked with each successive wave, making her inner sheath milk the remaining sperm from my twitching cock. In the middle of our mutual spasms, I briefly looked towards the two strangers across the way... and through the pleasure-blurred vision of my eyes, I caught sight of the man throwing his own head back in ecstasy, while the blonde had his prick aimed at her open mouth; ropes of cum lancing through the air through her lips. With a last, gasping groan, I pulsed twice more inside Jenna - though by then I must have been drained dry by my sister's puss - before I toppled forward to press my chest to her back. Propped on my elbows to keep from crushing Jenna to the glass table top, I shuddered as the aftershocks raced along my limbs. Jenna herself was gasping for air, fighting against the lightning bolts ravaging her body as her own orgasm was winding down. "Oh... geeez, Jack! Ahhh..." I dropped my head down, placing a kiss on her slick shoulder. We were both covered in sweat; our bodies shivering from the exertion and heat of our torrid fucking. Part of my mind told me I should get us back indoors... or, at least see if our two neighbors were still watching us. But, a wave of lassitude made me just wrap both arms around Jenna and cuddle her to me; relishing the feel of our skin against each other... "Mmm, you're sooo good, Jack," Jenna moaned, clutching my arms as she supported my upper body on her back. # We must have laid on the table for a good five minutes... just recovering from our climax. When I last looked up, both of our audience members were gone... and Jenna was still moaning with the aftershocks still rumbling through her body. Rising up on shaky legs, I took a quick stock, and realizing that staying outside for as long as we did was quite enough for one afternoon, I scooped my sister up off the patio and slung her over my shoulder as I staggered back inside. Jenna only made a small squeak of protest, but said nothing more as I carried her away from the site of our coupling. Considering how tired I was after our romp in the sunlight, it was a miracle that I didn't drop her as I wobbled up the stairs and back into Jenna's room. In fact, the moment I dropped her on her bed, I was so fatigued that I just crawled in after her and fell off into La-La-Land the moment my cheek touched her pillow... # # # A while later, I woke up to a quiet, purring sound in my ear... Blinking, I looked up from my prone position on my sister's bed, remembering where I was, and what I'd just done. Trying to shake the cobwebs from my head, I realized that sound was Jenna; snoring softly as she curled up against me. She was pressed against my side, one slim leg draped over my legs while she curled one arm around my right one, leaving her left to cover my bare chest. Tipping my head slightly, I could see her face - eyes closed, a happy, sleepy smile spread over her luscious lips - and instead of feeling outrageously guilty, I was swept up with the emotion of heart-melting love for her. I mean, sure, the little fox had worked her wiles to get us together like this... but, was I really upset? Heck no. Was I going to browbeat her for this episode of sibling lust? Why, when it was without a doubt the hottest sex I'd ever experienced before in my young life? Cottontail Ch. 02 Yeah, I know... incest is wrong, so we're told. But, honestly, if you had been in my shoes... having just been screwed and satisfied by a woman as hot and sensual as Jenna was, would you care if you were both related, by then? Honestly? It was about then that Jenna started to shift, hugging me in her sleep as her body seemed to melt further into mine. Scrunching up her face - which made her all the more cute to me - she opened her mouth and yawned, nuzzling her face into my arm. "Hey... you still with me?" I asked softly. Much as I would have liked to stay like this with her, there was the chance our folks would be home - if they weren't already by now... yike! - and I could just picture the reaction to this little scene. "hmmm-mu-uh..." Jenna mumbled, muffled by my arm before she lifted her head to stare muzzily at me. "yah?" I had to chuckle. Jenna's not one to snap awake, you see... takes her a bit to get going, even after a nap. "Well, that's an improvement. For a while there, I thought I'd screwed you out of what wits you have left," I said with a grin. "Ha... ha," Jenna said groggily, though she was coming more awake as we lay there. "As... I recall, I did ask you... mmm, to fuck my brains out," she added, dipping her head to place a soft smack-kiss on my bare arm. "Hm, yeah... you did at that." Jenna shifted then, raising her upper body a bit so she could look me in the eyes. With her red curls all mussed with sleep and sex, and that afterglow still clinging with a pink blush to her skin, she looked so damn good just then. "Bro, I get the feeling you wanna talk... well, about this... us, I mean." I nodded. Little sister was still reading me like a favorite book, even now. "Well, considering what we did... yeah, the question is still rattling around in my head." I pulled my arm loose so I could place it around her shoulders to rub her back in a comforting manner. "I mean... you said as much why I turned you on, but... well..." "How can I have thought about having sex with my own brother, in the first place?" Jenna asked gently. "Yeah, exactly." She pulled her arm back to rub it across my naked chest, dropping her gaze as she gathered her thoughts. "Well," she started, tracing idle patters with a fingertip on my skin. "Truth is... I wasn't too keen on the idea, when I first started having these feelings for you, Bro." I kind of found that hard to swallow, so to speak... but I kept that to myself and just nodded, listening as she went on. "However... after seeing you jerk off for that first time, a lot of other things just started to click into place," she explained. "I mean, face it! You're a sweet guy... and good-looking, and even though we've had our little spats and stuff, you've always been kind and fair with me." Looking up into my eyes, she smiled wanly. "You're without a doubt a great man, and everything a girl could possibly want in a lover." I couldn't help but blush at all this praise. "Geez, sis..." Jenna couldn't help the giggle that bubbled up from inside. "Aww, you're so cute when you do that!" I gave her bottom a light swat. "Brat," I chided her. "Still, what made you decide to take the proverbial plunge, Jenna?" Cocking her head, she closed one blue eye in thought. "Remember Casey?" I blinked at that name. "Casey? Joe Parker's middle sister? She was your friend in high school, right?" When Jenna nodded, I racked my brain for more info. "Hm, wait... I offered to be her date for your Junior Prom, right?" "Correct," Jenna beamed. "She was thrilled a college guy was going with her, and the whole school was talking about her for weeks after the Prom!" "But, all we did was dance, talk and have a good time," I replied, a bit puzzled by her admission. "I barely even got a good-night hug when we dropped her off." "Yeah, but the next day I got to talk with Casey," Jenna explained. "She said you were a perfect gentleman; you didn't get ‘fresh' with her, never acted off-key around the other kids, and you even stood up for her when some prats decided to take a potshot at her for the dress she wore." Jenna gave my cheek a pat, seeing the surprise in my eyes. "She told me when you two danced, you weren't all grope-and-paws... in fact, the few times you did put your hands on her, you were gentle as a kitten." "Geez," I muttered. "All I was doing was what I thought was best." "Well, face it, Bro... you got a certified, stamp of approval from my best friend. Casey was smitten with you for days after the prom. She told me that she imagined what sort of a lover you'd be, over and over again!" With a chuckle, Jenna added, "Believe me, sometimes she got a bit... graphic, with her admissions." Now, that flipped me for a loop! Casey, to my recollection, was the sweetest, shyest girl around. I could barely remember her even getting mad enough at those snobby prats to use even the tamest four-letter words. "You've got to be kidding me, sis?" "Nope... and, even though I shouldn't say so, but Casey said she thought you had a hunky bod back then. It didn't take much to convince me that you'd be a great lover... if you were given the right incentive, that is." She grinned, letting her fingers trail down my jaw line before dropping back to my chest. I shook my head. "I still don't believe it," I muttered, even though I was smiling at her. "And all of that... led to this," I said, indicating our two naked bodies, pressed together. "You aren't sore at me," Jenna asked softly, "or... mad because we... well..." I didn't want to see her sad. Truth was, even though the small part of my mind had been literally pounding on my conscience, telling me this was so effing-wrong... "Nah, Jenna... How could I be mad at my sister?" I reached up to cup her face with my other hand, rubbing the pad of my thumb along her cheek. "As for what we've done... hell, it was the most, mind-blowing experience I've ever had!" Jenna's eyes lit up like twin, azure spotlights. Breaking into a smile, she threw her arms around me and hugged me fiercely. "I didn't think... I mean, I didn't want you to regret us-!" With a laugh, I dipped her close to silence her with a kiss. "Hey, I just don't want YOU to regret me fucking you, sis. I mean, this was a great, one-time thing, you know." With a sigh and a smile, Jenna gave me a saucy wink. "Who says is has to be just, one, time? Hm?" I looked at her in surprise. "Wha-at? Jenna! Are you trying to tell me you want... to do this, again?" At that, she rose up to sit on her knees next to me, looking down at me with a look of firm resolve. "Bro, let's look at this from an unbiased perspective, okay?" She raised one small hand, ticking off points with each finger. "One, we both admit we just had earth-shaking, mind blowing sex together, right? Two, unless you've kept someone a secret from the family, you and I aren't dating anyone right now, am I right?" I nodded. "Well, correct on both counts, sis..." "Three, I'm taking the summer off, and you're on break from college until the fall... why not continue to enjoy ourselves, and each other, for the entire summer we're both at home?" I sat up and leaned back on one arm, pointing at her with emphasis. "For starters, there's the folks," I said. "What about them? Are you going to blab to them about what we did?" Jenna asked, crossing her arms. "Well... no!" "Do you think we can't keep this little secret just between ourselves?" "Jenna!" I groaned. "There's a good chance at being caught, if we're not careful!" "So," she said, "we'll just be, very careful." She uncrossed her arms and slipped closer to me, giving me a fetching smile. "C'mon, Bro... you can't say you'd turn down the chance to have a hot, little rabbit like me to make love to, for an entire summer... now can you?" Her smile turned all smokey. I couldn't help the flush of heat that raced through me, especially since she reminded me of our passionate lovemaking session once again... hell! Who am I trying to kid here? Jenna hit the nail right on the head - literally! - and I had to agree one-hundred percent. "Sis... you're right," I said with a sigh of resignation, smiling to make it less stinging. "I can't honestly say I'd refuse anything you'd do now..." With a squeak of happiness, Jenna jumped into my lap, throwing her arms around my neck in a warm hug. "Good!" she beamed, kissing my cheek several times in succession. "Woah, waitaminute-!" I gasped, pulling back a bit, yet not pulling out of her embrace. "Listen to me a second," I said, "if we're going to be... well, lovers, then we're going to have to make sure we don't reveal this to anyone. Right?" Jenna nodded, biting her bottom lip. "Right." "Second, as long as the folks are around, we have to act like normal," I said. "That means no more open teasing, like when I first found you today." Jenna pouted her lips at me. "Aw... can't I do that to you, when we're all alone?" I smiled. "Well... only then... but, for now, we've got to get out of this bed. We'll make a sight to behold if Mom and Dad catch us like this!" I looked down at myself, and grimaced. "We'll need a shower, too." Jenna slid closer, giving me a slow kiss in reply. "Mm, well... I do agree we don't want to give our little affair away. But, I think there's a good side-affect to all of this that we can take advantage off... which will solve the second problem," she grinned. "Oh? What's that?" I asked. "I think we should take advantage of our new closeness... in the bathroom," she winked, rubbing her stiffening nipples against my chest. "Wanna join me in the tub, Bro?" I wrapped one arm around her waist and smiled at her. "Sis... you're going to be a bad influence on me," I growled playfully, sliding to the edge of the bed before scooping her naked body up in my arms. "What can I say?" Jenna laughed, latching onto my neck as I stood up to carry her to the bathroom. "My brother is a great inspiration to me!" # # # Needless to say, we both had a hot shower together; made even more steamy because Jenna and I just couldn't keep from having one more, lusty sex session under the cascading water... really made the tiles ring when Jenna screamed in orgasm while I fucked her against the shower wall. We both managed to clean ourselves up and get presentable before the folks got home later that evening. I don't think they suspected the change in Jenna and me, which was a good thing. I mean, considering all the hi-jinx my baby sis and I got into all that summer! Don't believe me? Well, you'd be surprised to learn about all the sexy fun Jenna and I had... stuff like the hot ‘date' we had in the drive-in, or the weekend we spent with Casey. Wow, that was something to see, and experience! And, through out it all, I still think people will put the blame on me for having sex with my sister... but, what do I care, right? I love Jenna even more, and we're all that much closer for doing what we did. As far as we're concerned, to heck with the rest of the world... We just love being together, and as much as Jenna loves me, I love my little cottontail, too! # # # I hope everyone likes the story! Much like I'd hoped to do with my first attempt at taboo erotica - "Love in Palisade's Court" - I can see a series of stories branching out from this one. Please leave feedback and vote, if you feel you'd like to see more stories concerning Jenna and her Brother. Thanks for reading! Maintain and Check Six! - Stephen Cottontail “Well, Big Brother?” Jenna drawled. “Do I have to spell it out, for, you?” At that point, I don’t think anyone would have needed an outline to tell them what my horny sister wanted from me! I shuffled forward, reaching out to wrap both hands around Jenna’s slim waist. The electric contact was like a thunderbolt between us. I pulled her back a bit, letting my throbbing cock press against her butt. “Ahh,” she sighed, “you’re getting the idea... Ooo!” Her voice pitched up an octave, as I’d put one hand between her legs, cupping her wet puss from behind. Her folds were positively soaked with dew, swollen and hot to the touch. “Jenna, are... you sure?” I murmured softly, rubbing the length of my middle finger along her slit. With a sultry breath, Jenna looked over her shoulder at me... both eyes were dark with desire, and flashing sparks at my question. “Bro... if you, don’t, screw me-!” Her statement was cut off quick, when I flipped the tip of my finger under her clitoris. “Ahh! Damn it!” she hissed, her body trembling from the vibrations racing along her limbs. With a low chuckle, I got control of myself and slipped back a bit, allowing my cock to nose up under her puss. “Jenna,” I rumbled, “you never answered me...” With a gentle, sawing motion, I rubbed the top of my dick against her, feeling the wetness seep over me. Jenna moaned with a heavy breath. “Bro... fuck me!” # # # TO BE CONTINUED...