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Helping Sis

By: tickleUinside



I got home from work and sat down with a cold beer. I noticed the answering machine light flashing and decided to check the messages. It was a message from my sister Rene. 

"Hi Rick, this is Rene, I was wondering if you were busy this weekend? I need help moving a few things to my new apartment now that my divorce from asshole is final. Call me back if you can, Thanks." 

Rene was a glutton for punishment and had been in a love less marriage. She complained from the get go that her husband ignored her. She told my wife and I that shortly after getting married there sex life fizzled. She said, she was always willing and was the aggressor for sex, trying many things to spice up her life and still he had not responded. At first she thought he had a medical condition or something worse. My wife said maybe he just didn't have the sex drive that normal men have or at least that I had. Joann told Rene that I was always horny, and never left her alone. Rene responded that she wish her loser husband would learn a thing or two from me. 

"Hey sis it's Rick, yes I will be free this weekend. I will be to your house either late Friday night or early Saturday morning. It depends on when Joann and the kids leave to her Dads' for the weekend. I'll call you later ok love.

"Hi Rick you home or are we going to play phone tag". I had just gotten out of the shower and ran toward the phone, picking it up just in time. 

"Hi sis" finally get to talk to you" I will be down on Saturday, Joann will be leaving on Saturday morning, so I will come down as soon as she leaves. 

"Fine," Rene said, "the girls are anxious to see you and I will cook you a nice meal for helping me move the stuff." 

"Is asshole going to help or is it just going to be us?" I asked. 

"No just us, he said it was my problem to move the stuff, so it's going to be me, you and the girls." 

"OK not a problem, see you then.

Saturday rolled around, I said goodbye to my wife and kids and drove the hour and fifteen minutes to Rene's apartment. Rene greeted me with a hug and kiss. 

"Thank you" she said, "I don't know what I would do without you, your the best brother anyone could ask for."

"Hi Uncle Rick", yelled my 18 year old niece Briana. "We've been waiting for you, we made breakfast."

"You didn't have to do that" I said, "I'm just helping my family." 

"I know Rick but you know how much Briana loves you, this was her Idea." 

We all sat down to a delicious breakfast. Soon as we finished eating my sister said her and Briana were going to change so we could start moving the boxes from the garage. I played in the empty front room with my 4 year old niece tiffany while they changed. 

Rene was done first and came out of the room. Rene had changed into a tight low cut white tank top and a pair of short shorts that were a lycra material. They must have been Briana's shorts because they were so tight they cut deep into her crotch outlining her cunt lips.

Rene was only 36 years old, having Briana when she was just 17. Her first marriage to Briana's father hadn't worked out and neither had her second to tiffany's dad. 

Let me describe Rene to you, she is around 5'5" tall, has short brown hair framing her beautiful face, creamy white skin,, large brown eyes and deliciously full lips. She has perfect 34C tits, slender hips, a flat stomach and a peach shaped ass tapering down to long lean, muscular legs. Rene ran track in high school and liked to work out. In other words she was a gorgeous girl.

Briana was 18 years old and had definitely taken after her mother. Her chest hasn't completely developed, so her breasts are slightly smaller than her mother's. She has taken in her mother's footsteps running track which has given her the same great ass that looks great in jeans. Briana has slightly longer hair, golden in color, she has hazel eyes, a perfect nose and the same pouting kiss me lips like her mother. Briana was a knockout. 

Briana followed Rene from the room; she wore similar tight Lycra workout shorts, gray in color and equally as tight as the ones Rene wore. She covered hers with an oversized shirt that draped down past her crotch, I'm sure that if the shirt didn't cover her, the fit would've been the same.

We started moving Items from the garage to the apartment which was on the second floor. Finding it harder and harder(and finding it getting hard, my dick)to concentrate on anything other than Rene's' or Briana's' crotch or ass as I walked behind them. I told Rene if they did the unpacking I would carry the boxes up the stairs. 

Working up quite a sweat moving boxes, I was drenched and removed my shirt. Walking in the door with box in hand I heard a whistle, 

"WOW uncle Rick, your pretty pumped" said Briana standing in the doorway. 

I liked lifting weights and took pretty good care of my body. I liked the praise even though it came from my 18-year-old niece. 

"Thanks babe" I said, "I try."

Rene emerged from the room, having also worked up a sweat her shirt clung to her body. I noticed the sweat made the shirt semi-see thru and not wearing a bra made her dark brown nipples visible. 

I looked her over and said, "your working up a pretty good sweat Rene." But in all honesty I was admiring her dark brown nipples that were poking through the material. 

"Yeah" she said, "look I'm drenched" with that she turned around. I could see the wetness that had seeped through the crotch and ass area in her shorts. 

"Nothing like a good workout" I said. 

"Yep! she replied, look at you your completely soaked too!" "Bri" she said "get uncle Rick a wet towel, so he can cool off." 

Briana ran off to the bathroom and I noticed as she walked away that her ass was also wet, her shorts outlining her g-string underwear. As I admired her ass Rene caught my stare. 

"She sure is growing up isn't she," she said. 

"Yes she is" I said, "she's developing into a beautiful girl." 

"Yeah, and all the boys are noticing her developments also." "Now with no man in the house for the last 9 months it's pretty hard to control her." "Rick" Rene said, "she loves you a lot would you talk to her about sex and stuff and tell her to be careful. I know she will listen to you, I don't want her being a teen mother like I was." 

"Sure I said, if you think she will listen to me. I love her a lot too; I would hate for something like that to happen to her, without getting her education first." 

We decided I would get some time with Briana during the weekend to talk about the issues her mom had concerns over. Briana came out of the kitchen with a wet towel, handing it to me. I used it to wipe my face and around my chest, making it wet and shiny. I noticed that both women watched me, admiring my body as I did so. I looked at myself, my pecs were nice size, I had decent biceps and a six-pack stomach, which cost me hundreds of crunches daily to keep. 

Briana said, "Uncle Rick I'll wipe your back for you and quickly grabbed the towel out of my hand. I turned around as she slowly wiped down and across my back, rubbing my shoulders with her hands as she did so. 

"You got a nice bod Uncle Rick Briana said. 

"Briana" her mother said, "your going to make your uncle blush, go start dinner while I get your uncle a beer." 

"That would be great, but I don't want to drink alone" I said. 

"I'll have wine" Rene said, "and we can finish moving the rest of the boxes later."

We ate dinner and I drank a few more beers. Rene was surprised that she drank almost a whole bottle of wine by herself or so she thought. I didn't tell her she had a little help from Briana. We were all feeling pretty good after the meal and were in no mood to start again, by this time it was around 8 pm anyway. Rene suggested I stay the night and since no one was at my house we could continue in the morning. I said it would be a great Idea but that I needed a shower and didn't have any spare clothes. 

Rene said "don't be silly you can wear some of assholes shorts." She said I should go first and when I got out her and Briana would shower after.

I stepped into the shower and started to wash myself, my mind drifted to Rene and Briana and the clothes they were wearing. My cock started getting hard thinking how all day, every time they bent over to pick something up, I would catch glimpses of their breasts. I also remembered how they had bent over several times in front of me to pick something up and had accidentally backed up against my crotch, rubbing against what they had to have known was a hard on in the making. I would quickly grab a box picking it up to cover myself. 

I started to wash my balls and cock, stroking it in my hand as I cleaned it. Rubbing the washrag around the hard red knob that was my cockhead, pre-cum oozed out of the tip. I proceeded to stroke it a little faster feeling the heat and pressure start to build up in my balls. I was jacking off to the image of my sister and niece and was enjoying it immensely. With a loud grunt, I felt the surge as a huge white stream of cum spewed fourth shooting strait toward the ceiling and back wall of the shower stall. I turned the showerhead to rinse it off and noticed it was a substantial amount of jizzm. 

There was a knock at the door, it was Rene, and she said she had heard me grunt and wondered if I was alright. I lied and told her I had a knot in my back and was trying to wash it, but had gotten a shooting pain in my shoulder. 

"I'm coming in to help you ok!" she said.

"Ok, I said. 

She openened the door and came in telling me to turn my back to the shower curtain and she would scrub my back for me. The thought of her seeing me naked excited me. I turned my back to the curtain and she asked if I was ready. 

"Ready," I said as she parted the shower curtain to the side and said "give me the wash rag." I half turned to the side and could tell that Rene's' gaze was on my ass.

Rene took it from my hand and proceeded to soap up my back. Starting at my shoulders and lathering down to the small of my back her hand accident- ly touched the crack of my ass. 

"I'm not looking Rick" she said. 

"It's ok sis it's just my butt." 

"You sure" she asked.

"Yes I'm sure, what's the big deal it's same as yours." With that she looked down and gave it a little smack with her hand. 

"No it's not, your butts tight." "Would you mind if I squeeze it, it looks so hard." 

"Go ahead" I said, with that she let the washcloth fall out of her hand and put her hand to the right cheek of my ass and squeezed. 

"Man that's rock hard" she said. 

"If you don't mind now, thank you for the hand, I would like to finish." 

"Oh yeah right!" and with that she gave it a little smack and walked out the door. 

I finished my shower, dried-off and found a pair of shorts on the toilet that was too big for me. Rene's husband was a tall man and liked to wear baggy clothes. I put on the shorts, sans undergarments and stepped out of the bathroom. Rene and Briana made a mad scramble to be next in the shower. They both went in and I went over to the couch and plopped down to watch TV and unwind. I grabbed another beer and noticed my little niece had already passed out from the long day. 

Rene and Briana came out of the bathroom about 40 minutes later wearing robes and towels around their heads. Had they showered together I thought or separately. Maybe while one took a shower the other sat on the can, who knows. I finished several more beers waiting for them and had caught a pretty good buzz. I poured Rene another glass of wine and she sat on the opposite end of the couch facing me. "God my feet hurt" she said. 

"Lay back and I'll rub them for you" I replied. 

"Would you, god you're a saint" she said as she layed back on a large pillow and lifted her leg toward me. Her robe came open as she did so, giving me a glimpse of her clean shaved mound. I don't think she was completely aware of the view she was providing because she did nothing to close her robe. She just sat there with her head back, taking sips of her wine. 

Whether the wine or the beer, both of us were feeling very loose as I massaged her feet she purred and moaned. I moved my hands up to her calf muscles and kneaded that area also, running my hands up and down her legs. She had the most incredibly soft skin( I call it stripper skin) the muscles in her legs hard and lean. 

"A little higher please," she said as I ran my hands higher up her legs. Opening her legs wider apart provided me with an even better view of her bald little cunt. I could see it so clearly now that I could see little droplets of either pussy juice or perspiration form, running down the crack of her ass cheeks and still she did nothing to cover herself. I was now working the lower part of her inner thigh and moved myself closer. 

The soft aroma of her bath gel and faint trace of sweet woman smell was driving me crazy. My cock started to stir the moment I had started on her calf muscles and was now almost completely hard. I reached for a small throw pillow to put in my lap, in case Briana came out of her room and caught me with a stiffy. As I got higher up on Rene's thigh she must have caught a draft, or my hand was too close, because she lifted her head from the pillow and reached down to pull her robe close. 

"Thank you, I feel much better now" she said, "I'm going to go check on the girls and then I'll bring you out a pillow and blanket, you can sleep on the couch if you don't mind or Briana can sleep with me and you can sleep on her bed." 

"I'll be fine on the couch" I said, a little disappointed. 

She came out a few minutes later and said Briana told her to give me a kiss goodnight and she would see me in the morning, she was dog exhausted. Rene walked over to me, grabbed my face in her hands and gave me a long lingering kiss on the lips. 

"That's for Briana," then again she kissed me, "that's for tiffany, and this is for me" with that she planted another long passionate kiss full on the lips. With that she handed me a blanket and pillow and said she would see me in the morning. 

What the hell was that I thought to myself, Rene is horny and buzzing hard from the wine. I tried to sleep for the next hour on that uncomfortable couch, tossing and turning trying to find a comfy spot. Rene heard my dilemma and came out of her room wearing a short nightie, which came just below her panties. Her breasts swayed under the shirt and I was sure she was not wearing a bra. 

"I'm sorry" she said, "not very comfortable is it." 

"No it's fine" I replied. 

"Come with me" she said extending her hand. I reached out and took her hand as she pulled me towards her bedroom. 

"You can sleep here with me" she said, "but you have to get up early, Briana gets up around 9am and no way would she understand you sleeping in here." 

"Are you sure?" I asked. 

"Yes I'm sure" she said, "you come over to help me and I put you on the hard old couch." "I'll warn you though, I'm a bed hog" she said. 

"No problem," I replied as we climbed in on our separate side of the bed, we rolled over with our backs toward each other and said goodnight. 

Sometime during the course of the night I awoke to find myself in the spoon position with Rene. Somehow she had scooted herself clear over to my side of the bed in her sleep. I had my arm around her waist and she had her ass pressed firmly against my crotch. Being indiscriminant my cock seized the opportunity to thrust itself into a warm hole. Protruded from the bottom of my shorts it was nuzzled comfortably between her ass cheeks. Rene was wearing some scanty panties, I know because along with moving over towards me, she had kicked the blankets down towards our feet and her shirt had rode up over her waist. I looked down at the beautiful site of my cock between her cheeks, wondering why she had not wakened up from the intrusion. Was she enjoying it and had not bothered to move or was she so sound asleep that she did not feel anything. 

I admit the beer and the earlier events of the day had put me in a very horny mood and maybe the wine had done the same to her. Nevertheless, my cock was thrusting and throbbing against the smoothness of her panty material, trying to get by to the treasure that lay past it. I wondered if I should nudge her to get her back over to her side or to take advantage of the situation. 

I decided to do the latter and moved my hand to her ass and cupped it in my hand. Admiring the smooth soft texture of the material and the firm- ness of her cheek, they were like smooth boulders. I continued exploring her round bottom, squeezing a cheek between my palms. This caused her to squirm back further against me, enjoying the violation of my hands on her body. Getting more daring I reached a finger down between the material and her bare ass and moved it to the side. My cock quickly took this opportunity and was now under her panty with my cockhead touching bare skin, electrifying sensations shot up my body. I felt a little pre-cum start to ooze out, coating and lubricating the crevice between her ass. The lubrication was just enough, along with the squirming of her hips to allow me to push the head several inches into her. My heart now racing, my breathing shallow I was enjoying the thought and feel immensely. 

At that moment Rene spoke, "Ummmh, Rick what are you doing to me". She said it so dreamy that I did not speak for several seconds. 

"I don't know, I woke up and we were like this" I said, "I'm sorry." 

"Sorry" she responded, "I like it, I haven't had sex in almost a year and you are making me so horny." 

She liked it, it blew my mind, Rene was enjoying my violation of her body and wasn't afraid to tell me. What was my next move I thought to myself. 

"Do you think it's alright?" I asked her. 

"It's not right, but it feels good" was her reply. 

"Do you want me to continue?" I asked. I wanted to take things slow so as not to scare her or ruin the moment. 

"That's up to you" she said "Do you want to?" 

"Yes" I responded. 

During our conversation she had not turned around to face me, she simply spoke over her shoulder. 

"So do I" she said turning over to look at me, she grabbed my face in her hands and brought it to hers, pressing her lips to mine. Our tongues darting into each other's mouth twisting and savoring each other's flavor. Her hand went down to my granite hard dick, gently wrapping around the shaft her thumb rubbed my cockhead. 

"Rick" she said purring "You're hard as a rock, Did I do that to you?" 

"You sure did" I responded in a whisper. 

"Can I take care of it for you? she asked. 

"Yes" I answered. She started to move her hand up and down on my rod, stroking it gently. My hands needed no invitation and instantly went between her legs. Rubbing her mound from the outside of her panties, she allowed my finger to run the length of her slit as far between her legs as I could go. 

"We have to be quiet" she said. "I don't want Briana to hear us." I nodded in agreement. The thought that Briana was in the next room was an added thrill to our action and it excited both of us. We continued kissing and groping each other for a few minutes. I felt Rene tugging at the waistband of the shorts trying to push them down, without losing her grip on my shaft. I reached down to help her, wriggled out of them, and kicked them down between the sheets somewhere. I was at the same time trying to get past her panties so my fingers could probe deeper into her slit. I reached up and layed her back onto the bed, sitting up I grabbed the waistband of her panties. 

She lifted her hips allowing me to slide them down her waist and expose the beautiful sight of her bald shaven twat. I pushed her legs apart and started kissing her inner thighs. Trailing kisses from the area my hands had massaged earlier up to her exposed mound. Licking the length from her tiny rosebud to the tip of her now exposed clit. Running my tongue up and down her slit, I probed between her puffy outer lips, tasting the juice that had now secreted from her hole. I brought up a finger and started to move it inside of her. Gasping at the intrusion of my finger she bucked her hips up towards my face. I placed one hand on the back of her ass and squeezed, meanwhile working my finger in and out I continued sucking on her exposed clit. I moved a second finger into her twat and noticed that her breathing was getting shallower. Rene placed her hand on the back of my head pushing my face harder against her muff and started bucking her hips faster. My tongue and mouth continued their barrage on her pussy as my fingers worked in and out of her hole faster and faster. 


Helping Sis



I hope you guys like this. It's kinda short, but good.

*

Jack walked in the house, threw down his duffle bag and went looking for Candice, his beautiful, little 18 year old sister. 'I'm home!' he yelled, wondering where she and his parents were. They knew that he was coming in tonight and Jack was looking forward to seeing them, but mostly Candie. She was the love of his life, even if she was his little sister. 

She heard him, jumped up and ran downstairs as fast as she could run. 'Jack!' she squealed jumping into his arms, hugging him with her arms and long legs. 'I've missed you so much,' she said as tears rolled down her beautiful face. 

He hugged her just as tight, enjoying her wrapped around him. 'Are you ok baby?' he asked wiping tears from her pretty blue eyes, hoping that she wasn't very traumatized from her near rape last weekend. 

'I'm fine,' she replied wishing that he'd been home. Jack always swore that he'd be her protector until the day he died and Candie really missed him being in her life. 

He continued hugging and caressing her back, letting his big, powerful hands gently slide down, until they found her tight, 36 inch ass. 'You know I'm going to beat that fucker to death,' he said, enjoying her warm body and big breasts against him, remembering how bad she teased him by wearing the skimpiest tops she could find, but Jack loved every second of it. 

'Good! I can't wait to see you do it,' she quickly said thinking of her black eye and how much it hurt when Steve had her on the ground punching her between the legs. 'He hurt me so bad Jack!' Candie said and broke down crying. 'He hit me...me...between,' she sniffed, trying to tell Jack what Steve did to her, but it was so hard and she also knew that Jack was going to hurt him so much. 'He sat on me...punching my...my...,' she couldn't say it, but she was sure Jack knew.

'Mother fucker!' Jack growled thinking of the skinny, little punk and how much he was going to enjoy hurting him. 'He'll never hurt anyone again,' he said rocking her in his arms as her long, curly blonde hair fell in his face. 'I'm going to get him for you,' he whispered in her ear as he caressed her tight ass. 

'Hi son!' Dad said walking in the room and was a little shocked at the way Jack and Candie were hugging, but he also knew just how close the were. 'How was the drive down?' he asked reaching his hand out to Jack, watching him stand Candie on the floor.

Jack skipped shaking hands and hugged his Dad tight. 'It was good. Not any traffic at all,' he said, giving Candie a little smile, wishing they could have hugged a little more, but he could wait until later. 

'There's my boy!' Mom said walking from the kitchen, wiping her hands and rushed to hug her tall and very handsome son. 'It seems like you haven't been home in years,' she smiled, hugging him so tight. 'You didn't bring home your wash for me, what's up? Do you have a girlfriend doing it for you?' she teased watching him smile, but he just kept looking at Candie and something came to mind. It looked as if her children were in love with each other, but she knew better. 

'Nah. I like staying single, so I can play the field,' he replied, seeing Candie's smile start to fade. 'And besides that, this is my girl!' he laughed, grabbed her and bent her over, acting like he was kissing her and wished it was real. He loved her so much and there were many times that he wished she wasn't his sister. 

'You two are crazy!' Mom laughed as she walked by, slapping his back, hoping that they hadn't done anything. 'Supper is ready. I don't want it getting cold,' she said in a voice that they all knew very well and it meant to wash and get to the table. 

*.

Jack stood at the sink washing his hands, face and muscular upper body when the door opened and Candie walked in. 'Hey there,' she said in the soft, loving voice she knew Jack loved so much. 'Can I help?' she asked taking the wash cloth from him and slowly ran it over his massive shoulders. 'I love washing you so much,' she whispered as her hand moved over his toned body, wondering what it would be like having him on her, fucking her. 'I can't believe you don't have a girlfriend. Were you just saying that to Mom or is it true?' Candie asked, hoping that he was single. 

He stood, watching her tiny hand run all over his body, hoping his cock wouldn't get hard. But it was Candie and he knew it was going to get very hard, any second. 'No, I'm single,' he replied watching a large smile cover her pretty face, wondering if she loved him enough to cross the line with him. Jack knew it was wrong, but he'd do anything to have Candie as his lover. 

'I'm glad,' she whispered moving against him and couldn't resist hugging him again. 'None of them would be good enough for you,' she whispered again, feeling his big, strong hands moving to her ass and he squeezed, sending a massive rush of excitement to her already, horny pussy. 'Mmmm, I love when you do that,' she purred in a soft, loving voice. 

'I'll be sure and do it a bunch. Oh, by the way, I'm takin' you out tonight,' he whispered as she pressed herself to him and Jack hugged her tight, smashing her hips to his and he didn't care if he got hard or not. If Candie hadn't realized how much she turned him on, she would after this night. 

'Oh fuck!' she thought, feeling his cock coming to life. 'How sweet. My big, handsome brother taking me out on a date.' Candie moaned thinking of spending the entire night with him and she hoped that it would be one to remember. 

'You know you're my girl,' he said in a low voice, leaning down to give her a soft, passionate kiss. 'I think you better get out of here before we end up doing something really nasty,' he winked watching her face turn a warm shade of pink. 'I haven't been laid in over a week,' he added with a smile, caressing the ass he loved to touch.

Candie didn't know what to say after that. 'Are the girls' up there just stupid or what?' she asked, feeling him growing so hard and it was all for her. 'Be glad I'm your sister, because I'd rape you!' she giggled trying to pull from him, but he had his powerful hands locked around her hips.

'Really?' he smiled watching her face getting red. 'I think I'd like that.' Jack said holding her close, thinking what a great lover she would be. Her beautiful long hair, her pretty face, wonderful large breasts and the hips he was holding would be a pleasure to love. 

Candie just stood, looking up to him and hoped she could refuse him. She loved him so much and always thought of being his girlfriend, but she was his baby sister. 'I bet you would,' she replied without thinking.

'You need to go!' he said in a firm voice, feeling his massive cock growing out of control. 'Be ready for some fun tonight and wear something hot. I want to show you off to all the little boys and let them know that I'm still around to protect you.' Jack said squeezing her ass, not wanting to let her go, but if he didn't soon, he'd end up trying to seduce her. 

Candie quickly knew what she'd wear for Jack and she knew tonight was going to be out of this world. 'I'll wear a new outfit I got last week. You're going to love it,' she smiled, gave him a hug and left the room. 'Oh God!' Candie moaned falling across her bed, thinking of Jack loving her and how wonderful it would be. 'I can't wait!' she whispered, lightly rubbing between her long legs, thinking of him loving her with his cock. 

*.

Later, Jack drove down the street and couldn't help but looking at Candie. 'Damn, you look good!' he said looking at her see-through pink blouse and a pair of the tightest, white jeans he'd ever seen in his life. 'You're trying to kill me,' he laughed, looking her large breasts enjoying that she hadn't worn a bra and he could see Candie's big and excited nipples. 

Candie knew how much he liked her breasts and she loved showing them to him. 'You told me to look hot,' she smiled with an innocent look. 'I just did what you said.' Candie added, loving him looking at her and as a warm feeling spread over her thighs. 'I should not be horny for my brother,' she thought, trying to keep nasty thoughts of him doing her from her mind, but she couldn't. He may be her brother, but she'd do just about anything to be with him. 

He couldn't but reaching to caress her long leg and could feel that she was so warm. 'You feel like you're on fire,' he smiled moving his hand up her leg, until it was on her meaty thigh and he felt her legs spread. He looked into her pretty eyes, wondering if her should touch her or wait.

'I'm ok,' she whispered, hoping he'd do more, but there was always later. Jack and Candie had tradition of sitting in her room watching the TV or listening to music as they talked long in the night. There were also nights that they'd hug and do some serious cuddling with each other and Candie hoped that tonight would be one of them. 

'I don't want you getting sick. I got plans for you girl,' he smiled, reached around her back and pulled her as close to him as she could get. 'Oh I love holding you!' Jack moaned holding her, wishing she wasn't his sister or he'd find the first motel and take the beautiful girl. 

Candie was in heaven as she sat next to the most handsome man in the world. 'I love it when you hold me like this,' she said with a smile, thinking of the way they hugged in her room, laying down, face to face with his big cock pressing against her. 

'Do you ever wish that we weren't brother and sister?' he asked.

She quickly knew the answer, but Candie wasn't sure if she should tell him or not. She knew he was already horny for her and if she told him how she felt, it may screw up their lives. 'You're silly!' she laughed, but deep down she wanted him just as badly. 

'You're fuckin' hot as hell and if you weren't my sister,' he stopped, looking into her eyes and said it. 'I'd hump your hot little ass to death!' he quickly said, giving her thigh a loving squeeze, hoping it didn't scare her. 

Candie knew how Jack felt about her and she couldn't help but smile. 'You better stop,' she whispered, snuggled closer to him, wondering if she could go through with something as intense as that or not. 

*.

Once at the party, Jack was greeted by all his old friends and had a few offers from some girls', but he quickly refused them all and devoted himself to Candie. 'I just turned down three hot girls',' he said as they swayed to the beat of a song playing on the radio. 

'Maybe you should go find one and do it,' she smiled. 'You said you hadn't had any in a while.' Candie added, hoping he wouldn't. He was her brother, but she wanted him all to herself. 

'I've got a beautiful and sexy girl, why would I leave her for someone else?' he asked enjoying their hips grinding together, looking into her pretty eyes. 

'What if she doesn't put out?' Candie asked in a soft voice as he grew against her.

He just held her supple hips, hoping she didn't get mad at him, but she had to know how he felt about her. 'I'm hoping for the best, but if she doesn't,' he said caressing over her sweet ass. 'It's ok.' Jack added pulling her completely to him and he didn't care what anyone said or thought about them. 

'I love you so much,' she moaned as his big cock drove her crazy. 'This sucks!' Candie said wanting to cry. 'I've always wished that we could do it, but I'm so afraid,' she added trying to imagine what his big thing would feel like in her tiny, tiny pussy and if it would hurt. 

'Don't worry about it. I shouldn't be saying things to you, you're my sister,' he replied running his fingers through her soft hair. 'I guess we should just go. Dancing with you isn't helping my problem very much,' he smiled and couldn't resist grabbing her tight ass, squeezing it.

'I like it,' she said feeling her face begin to flush. 'Let's stay, I'll and help with it when we get home.' Candie whispered and couldn't believe what she'd just said. 'I just told my brother I'd fix his cock,' she thought, wondering if he'd let her jerk him off or if he'd want her to suck him. She lay against him, thinking of his huge cock in her hands, slowly pumping him up and down until he sprayed her with cum. And, what if he wanted her to suck him? She thought of Jack's massive cock in her warm mouth, sucking his big head, licking him, and squeezing his balls until he filled her mouth with warm cum. 'Oh God!' Candie moaned, knowing that would be so fun, but she wasn't sure if she could. 

He couldn't believe what she said, but it was hot. Candie sucking him off, letting him squirt two weeks of cum on her big tits, now that would be fun. He held her ass, smashing her to his cock, giving her a good idea of how hard she made him and something caught his eye. 

'How many times did that little punk hit your...um...you know.' Jack asked and found that he couldn't say pussy to her, but he needed to know how many times Steve hit her. 

'About three,' she replied wondering why he wanted to know. 'Why?' Candie asked with a smile. Jack was her guy and she just figured he was looking out for her. 

'A few of my old friends just drug him out in the yard,' he smiled and couldn't wait to get outside. 'I'm going to see how he likes getting hit.' Jack said with a big grin.

Candie hugged Jack, hoping he didn't go crazy and beat Steve to death. His life was laid out for him and she did not want him to get in any kind of trouble because of her. 'You be careful! If you get arrested, it could fuck up your scholarship,' she said, hoping he'd change his mind and let one of the other guys do it. They were all huge and anyone of them could break Steve in half. 

'It'll be fine. Don't worry,' he said leaning to her, put his hands behind her head and he kissed her. Not as a brother, but as a man in love. 'Oh fuck!' he moaned as their mouths stayed together and Jack knew he had to have her. 'I want you,' he whispered, hoping she felt the same, but if she didn't, he was going to do everything in his power to charm Candie to bed. 'You want to watch or stay inside?' he asked knowing if he didn't get outside, he friends would end just killing Steve. 

'Don't go crazy like you did the last week of school.' Candie said, thinking back three years ago, when Jack beat a man half to death for calling her a whore. He came so close to going to jail and she'd die if he got in trouble because of her. 

'I'm going to black his eye and see if he likes getting punched between his legs,' he replied caressing her beautiful face and looked into her big, blue eyes. 'You're so pretty!' Jack moaned and couldn't help but kissing her again, but this time, it was deep and so passionate it took both their breath away. 'I want you so bad,' he whispered in her ear as he gently kissed it and pulled away.

*.

'See, I told you I'd be good.' Jack turned to smile at Candie, keeping an eye on the road. 'I'm not going to fuck up my life because of that punk ass,' he laughed motioning for her to move closer to him. 'Will you sit on my lap? It's like I can't get close enough to you,' he said as she turned, gently moved over him, with her back to his door and her feet on the passenger seat. 'This is nice,' he smiled, putting his left arm around her back, with his hand on the steering wheel and his other hand found its way to her thighs. 

Candie loved Jack so much it hurt and when he asked her to sit on him, she couldn't get on him fast enough. 'It sure is,' she whispered as his big hand tormented her thighs, hoping he'd touch a special place that she'd been saving just for him. 'I have to tell you something.' Candie said in a soft voice. 'I haven't been with anyone,' she whispered and the look on Jack's face was like a small child at Christmas. 'I want you to be my first guy,' she added, feeling his cock growing under her ass and it felt so good knowing that she made him so hard. 

'Oh baby!' he moaned hugging her so tight. 'You haven't done anything?' Jack asked and was dumbfounded that she'd saved herself for him. Her big brother, the man that loved her more than anyone in the entire world and Candie wanted him to be her first. 

'Nobody made me feel as good as you did and I couldn't settle for anything but the best,' she said in the soft voice he loved so much and Candie had an idea that tonight would be the night. She was sick of the horrible burning between her legs and she knew Jack was the only man who could put it out.

Jack up the driveway to their house, turned off the car and hugged Candie to him. 'Nothing in the world could make me happier than doing it with you, but you know we can't get caught,' he smiled carefully sliding his right hand up her blouse. 'Oh Candie!' Jack moaned as he rolled her excited nipple between two fingers and a low moan came from deep in her body. 'I love you so much,' he said holding her tight, wondering if it was such a good idea to even try this at home. Mom had insomnia and if she heard them, there'd be hell to pay. 

'Oh Jack!' Candie whimpered, enjoying his hand up her blouse, teasing her nipples and driving her wild with lust. 'I'm so horny for you. All I think of is you doing me. Ramming that big thing in me and doing me over and over again,' she said feeling tears running down her face as Jack hugged and caressed over her body. 'Make me feel good Jack, please,' she begged him in the soft voice, that always got her anything she wanted and tonight, Candie hoped it would get her his cock. 

He grew harder thinking of being in his very beautiful sister and couldn't wait to get her inside. 'We'll have to be real quiet, ok?' he said rolling her nipples as visions of her under him moaning filled his mind. 

'Oh yes!' she whimpered, hoping he'd hurry and they'd go in. She needed him and couldn't wait any longer. Candie wanted Jack for as long as she could remember and at last, the waiting and dreaming was over. 

*.

Once in the house, they rushed down to the basement and to the family room. 'What do you want to do first?' Jack asked pulling Candie's blouse over her head and tossed it down. 'Oh my God!' he moaned looking at both her large breasts and couldn't believe how hard they were. 

She stood, watching him admiring her breasts and when he leaned to suck them, Candie wanted to scream. 'Jack!' she moaned shoving his face to them, enjoying his warm mouth sucking her nipples and his tongue licking the tips. 'Do it baby! Suck them!' Candie whimpered feeling like she was only seconds away from cuming in her jeans, but she held back. She wanted him inside her and that's when she would cum. 

He tenderly sucked each breast, going back and forth, making sure to go slow and give Candie a good time. 'You're so hot,' he smiled looking over her breasts and couldn't wait to suck them as he loved her. There were so many times she'd teased him with her breasts and now, he had her and they were about to cross a forbidden line. 

'I want to see you now.' Candie said shoving him back in a chair and sat between his legs on the floor. 'I've felt this so many times,' she moaned as she unzipped his pants and carefully pulled out his cock. 'Oh shit!' Candie whispered, holding him in her tiny hands, wondering how Jack ever got it in a girls' pussy. 'It's fucking huge!' she purred licking the tip, enjoying the salty taste of his cum; knowing he'd be filling her with it very, very soon. 'I'm going to suck you to death!' Candie growled, opening her mouth and sucked him to the back of her silky throat. She sucked hard, while moving her head up and down, enjoying her handsome brothers' big, fat cock in her. 'Oh yes!' she thought, sucking him hard, hoping he'd cum. She always wondered what it would be like to have a man cum in her mouth and she couldn't think of a better guy to do it than her brother. 

He watched her sucking and could not believe his beautiful sister saved herself for him. He knew that she cared for him, but nothing like this. 'That's my girl,' he moaned holding the sides of her pretty face, hoping he could wait until he was deep in her virgin pussy before he came, but if she kept sucking like this, Candie was going to get a surprise. 




Helping Sis



She watched him struggling to hold back and knew he was ready. Candie wanted his cum and there was nothing he was going to do to stop her. She sucked harder, looking up to him with her blue eyes, knowing he loved seeing them and tonight she'd worn dark eye shadow, making her look more tempting than ever. 

'Oh Candie! Stop, I don't want to cum in your mouth,' he begged, but she kept sucking and Jack didn't know what to do. He was so close and she didn't seem to care. 'I'm going cum if you don't stop.' Jack said as he grabbed her head and made sure that she heard him. 

Candie eased him from her mouth; looked up and said with a firm voice, 'Stop talking about it and fucking do it!' and she went back to sucking him harder than ever, hoping he'd just relax and fill up her mouth. She wanted his cum and wasn't going to stop until she got it. She watched his face, sucking him, while her tongue danced around his fat, swollen head and Candie knew he was close. 

'I'm warning you! When I cum, it's going to be a bunch,' he moaned, pushing his hips up, driving his hard cock deeper in her mouth, but she just sucked harder, while a loving smiled filled her lips and wrapped around his shaft. 

Candie watched, sucking him hard and when he lifted his hips, she loved it and hoped he'd cum in her that way. 'Cum in me!' she thought as his big cock filled her mouth and she sucked. 'Cum in me Jack,' she thought again, hoping he'd just give in and do it. 

He knew it was over. Candie was going to get her wish. Jack stood up, held the back of Candie's head and he exploded. Cum shot from the tip of Jack's long cock like never before and deep in Candie's mouth. He was cuming in the most beautiful and sexy girl he'd even seen and she was his sister. 'Oh God! Oh Candie! I'm sorry! I'm sorry baby!' he moaned as squirt after squirt of his warm cum filled her mouth and when Jack looked to her, she was smiling and sucking him so hard. 

'Yes! Oh Jack!' Candie thought as his hot, thick cum poured in her mouth and she savored the salty taste, wishing there was a way to save it, but there wasn't. She'd just be forced to suck him every chance she had and if she knew Jack, he was going to love it just as much as she was. 

After sucking him a few more minutes, Candie let him pop from her mouth and she reached for a drink of beer. 'That was fucking awesome!' Candie giggled climbing on Jack's lap, wondering how he was going to take her. She always thought of him holding her down with his powerful arms, fucking her anyway he wanted and she'd just lie there with no way to free herself, enjoying it all. 'I want you to force me! Hold me down like you're going to rape me! I want you to slap me and I mean, slap me!' Candie growled in a low and very seductive voice, hoping Jack would make her wild fantasy come true. 

Jack felt his cock quickly coming to life and he couldn't believe want Candie wanted him to do. He too had dreams of forcing her to fuck, but he could have never thought she'd like it like that. 'Are you kidding or is this for real?' he asked hoping she did. 

'Yes! Hold me down and fuck me hard, deep and as fast as you can fucking go!' she panted, feeling his cock getting hard again. 'You're such a fucking sissy, I doubt that you could keep it hard long enough to fuck me,' she said with a laugh, hoping to get him in the mood and she knew that teasing him would help.

Jack wanted to laugh with Candie, but now she'd hit a never and he was going to show her who could fuck. 'Little bitch!' he snapped as he grabbed her arms, stood and shoved her down on the arm of the sofa. 'I'm going to show you who can fuck a little cock teaser like you!' he said holding both her arms with one hand, while the other was pulling at her jeans and she started to fight him.

'Let me go!' she tried pulling from his powerful grip, but it was hopeless. Jack had been playing football all his life and could bench-press close to four hundred pounds, she didn't have a chance. 'No! Please don't hurt me!' she pleased in a helpless voice, watching his long and very thick cock growing so hard. 'Oh please don't fuck me. I'm saving myself for my big handsome brother. I've wanted him to fuck him for as long as I can remember,' she whimpered as he jerked down her tight jeans and moved to her, forcing her long, slender legs apart. 

'Well, fuck him, because I'm taking this and there's nothing you can do about it!' he growled holding her arms over her head and was ready to fuck the love of his life. 'You ready cunt?' he asked in a mean voice and couldn't help but slapping the outside of her meaty, left thigh. 

'Ouch!' she acted like she was in pain, but it sent waves of fire rushing through her body and to her very, ready pussy. 'No please!' Candie begged him, making sure to use a soft, helpless voice. 'No Mister! I'm begging you to stop!' she whimpered again, watching his hard cock and the blood pulsing through it. Candie knew she was only seconds away from getting the fuck of her life. 

Jack was still in shock, but it was fun. What other guy in the world would ever get a chance to play like this with his sister. 'I'm going to fuck you so God damn hard, you're going to shit yourself,' he said in his evil voice, reached down to guide himself in her, when the lights came on. 

'Are you two down there?' Mom yelled wondering why they were sitting in the dark. She had a funny feeling about them, but she also knew how much they loved to sit and just talk in the dark. 

'Yes Mom. We're just talking.' Jack said tossing Candie her blouse, jeans and pulled his pants up as fast as he could. 

She made her way down the creaky stairs to make sure they were, just talking. 'There're times that you two make me wonder,' she said, wondering why Candie's face looked so flushed. 'Are you okay, baby?' she asked, feeling Candie's forehead to see she had a fever or not. 

'I'm fine Mom.' Candie said in a degusted voice, wishing that she and Jack could get back to it. She wanted him her pussy so bad, she felt like screaming. 

Mom looked at Jack, giving him one of her motherly stares. 'I trust that nothing is going on between you two, but if there is,' she paused to tap her foot. 'You best be careful!' she added and went back up the stairs, hoping that her two kids knew what they were doing.

'Shit, I didn't think she was every going to leave.' Candie whispered as she wiggled out of her jeans and noticed Jack had a funny look on his face. 'What's wrong baby?' she asked with a soft voice as she sat on his lap. 

'She knows about us,' he said thinking of Mom's words and all that trouble it would cause if anyone did find out about them. 

'No she doesn't,' she whispered, gently caressing his face, hoping that he'd forget what Mom said and get back to the business at hand. Candie needed Jack to hold her down and fuck her brains out. 

Jack hugged Candie, feeling his cock growing and he knew it was time. He grabbed her, stood up and tossed her on the sofa. 'You ready to put out? If not, I'm just fucking taking it,' he smiled jerking off her jeans and pulled his down. 'I'm going to fuck you so hard,' he growled, enjoying her trying to fight him off. 

'No!' she whimpered in a helpless voice. 'Please don't!' Candie whimpered again, but she couldn't wait for him to ram his long, fat cock in her. She wanted to feel it stretching her tiny pussy and see just how much of it would fit in her. 

'I'm going to enjoy this so much,' he said fingering her pussy, making sure it was nice and wet before he took her. 'I love fucking a cock teaser and teaching her a lesson,' he smiled pointing his hard cock to her.

'You're not going to teach me a fucking thing!' she tried pushing Jack away, but he was so strong. 'Get off me!' Candie moaned as his large body covered hers and she came so close to cuming. He was completely naked, on her and ready to fuck, but Candie wanted him to get rough. 'Get the fuck off me!' she drew back her right hand, slapped him with all her might and she saw him get mad.

'Little cunt!' he grabbed her hands, held them over her head and he returned the slap. He smacked her inner thigh so hard it brought tears to her eyes. 'Hold still bitch, so I can fuck you,' he growled, but she kept fighting him. Her legs started kicking, trying to shove him off, but he was between her legs and ready to fuck. 'Stop it, now!' Jack growled as he pointed his cock to her and he rammed forward. 'Oh yes! You fucking bitch!' he moaned out as his cock slipped into Candie with no effort at all. She was so wet, horny and ready to fuck; it was like sticking a hot knife into butter. 

Candie loved Jack getting rough with her and she couldn't wait to have his big cock rammed up her pussy. 'Get off, mother fucker!' she said and didn't see his big hand swinging towards her leg. It hit so hard she froze as the rush of pain ripped through her body and to her brain. Tears formed in her eyes and she figured Jack had enough playing and was ready to fuck. He rammed in her with no mercy. Stretching her pussy wider than she thought possible and it felt good. Her big brother, the man she'd been dreaming of more than half her life, was in her and ready to fuck. 

Her pussy muscles held him as tight as he held her hands and Jack hoped he didn't cum. He finally got his dream girl, even if she was his sister. He gently laid over her, enjoying her warm pussy wrapped around his cock, tenderly squeezing. 'I love you so much,' he moaned kissing her neck, hoping this would never end.

Candie's body welcomed him in, never wanting him to ever leave her. 'I love you too,' she replied as tears rolled down her face, hoping that they could be together forever. 'Love me now.' Candie whispered as she lifted her long legs high in the air. 'Fuck me hard and never, ever stop,' she smiled and got her wish. Jack started pumping her harder than any girl he'd ever screwed in his life. 'Yes! Oh yes!' Candie cried as his long, stiff cock slid in and out of her willing body, giving her the most wonderful feelings she'd ever known. 'Fuck me, Jack! Fuck me baby!' she moaned with each of his deep, powerful thrust in her pussy, lifting her ass from the sofa with each push in. 

Jack looked down, watching her large breasts bouncing and swaying in ever direction possible, as he hammered her pussy. 'I love fucking you,' he moaned, continuing to watch her breasts. 'I'm going to fuck you day and night,' he moaned as a smiled filled her beautiful face. 'I'm taking you back with me. There's no way I can live without you now,' he smiled, hoping she'd want to go back with him. 

She heard him and wanted to cry. Her big brother wanted her as his lover and she was more than willing. 'Oh yes! I'll go with you!' Candie said as tears began to pour from her pretty eyes and the most wonderful feeling rushed between her long legs. 'Oh my God! Fuck me! Fuck me!' she squealed and didn't care if anyone heard or not. She was cuming around her big brothers long, hard cock and it was out of this world. Candie's heart pumped hard, blood rushed through her and it felt like her head was going to explode. 'Yes! Jack, fuck me! Fuck me baby! Fuck me hard!' Candie screamed out, wrapping her arms and legs around him, never wanting to let him go. 

Jack fucked her with long, deep strokes, hoping to hold back until she came. He always wondered how Candie would look when she came and he was about to find out. Her arms and legs wrapped around him and she started screaming for him to fuck her and his was happy to obey. 'Oh yes! That's my girl,' he smiled moving in and out of her, enjoying her tight pussy squeezing his cock. 'Cum for me,' he whispered as she held him, gasping for air. 'Cum on your brothers' big, fat cock, baby.' Jack moaned and he was ready to fill his little sister with cum.

Candie felt his cock jerk and a look of pleasure on his handsome face. 'Oh Jack! Cum in me! Fill me full of your cum!' she begged, humping his hips with his, wanting to please him. 'Come on handsome. Fill up my pussy! Pump it full!' Candie growled as she kicked him with her heels, hoping he'd give her his hot brother cum. 

He loved the way she talked and it was all Jack needed. 'You sexy bitch!' he moaned out as his cock exploded, shooting cum deep in her pussy. 'You're so good!' he moaned trying to keep pumping her. 'I'm never letting you go,' he whispered lying on her body, with his cock still squirting cum up his beautiful sisters' pussy. 'I love you so fucking much,' he said giving Candie a long and very deep kiss, wondering what tomorrow would bring. 

Well, not sure about you guys, but I'm horny as hell now. Sorry, no more. No part two. You guys think up how you want them to live. Let your mind go, dream up something good. Remember to vote and if you want, leave a comment. If you're going to be mean, I don't care. I write my stories for my fans, I know they like them from all the comments and many emails. I need some hot babes to write me. Working on a new story, I need young girls to tell me what they 'really' want from a guy and if they ever think of doing older men. So, email me.



Helping Sis



A few months ago, I went to visit my little sister. She was a couple of months into her recovery from a terrible miscarriage. The baby had died, and she came very close to death herself, the only way the doctors could stop the bleeding was to perform a hysterectomy.

As I arrived at her home, there was several cars parked around, and it turned out to be several of her husbands sisters. They were planning the annual family reunion/seminar. My sister married a man who was the youngest of nine children, and he was the only boy. Their family owned several successful businesses and each year they "combined" business meeting with family reunion, for tax purposes you know.

It seems as if my sisterss and her husband felt that since she could no longer add to the family legacy she was useless and was treating her more or less as a servant. She was told she should stay home from the seminar and recuperate. She was devastated.

I joined the husbands of the sisters in the den, and regaled them with stories of my recent excursion to a local strip club. On Saturday nights it is swingers night, and all the married couples and exhibitionists come and show off. As the evening wears on, it gets more and more erotic.

I went to refresh my drink and my sister stopped me in the hall and asked if I would take her there the next time I went. It seems she was eavesdropping on my stories. I told her that she wouldn't fit in because of her dress and makeup. Her husband was a strict Pentecostal and my sister no longer cut her hair, wore makeup, and wore high neck to floor plain dresses. The forlorned looked she gave me broke my heart, and I immediately left.

On the drive home, I called her and told her I changed my mind, and she replied, "no, you were right, I won't fit in. I asked her when her husband was leaving for his seminar. She told me that Friday afternoon. I told her to watch her mail on Thursday. After work the next day I went to a fashionable ladies shoppe. With the help of a young saleslady, I bought her a blouse, skirt, panty and bra set and a pair of stockings that had the elastic to hold them up. I mailed them in order for her to get them on Thursday.

On that Thursday she called me to thank me for the new outfit, and I told her I would take her to dinner Friday evening so she could wear her new clothes and get used to them.

That friday, I went to pick her up,she was so happy. She modeled her clothes for me and I said, o.k. lets see your panties. She stop and said what? I told her, look you are going to a swingers club, you need to get used to people seeing your panties, so let's see them. She paused, and then slowly reached down to her hem and pulled her skirt up showing me her panties. I had her turn around, show her butt, and had her tuck the hem of her skirt into the waistband before we walked out to the car. I held the car door for her and made her expose her crotch to me as she slid into the seat.

At the restaurant I kept reminding her to spread her legs to show anyone looking her panties. During dinner she had a couple of drinks and was really enjoying herself. After dinner I took her to the mall, to Fredericks of Hollywood. There I had her pick out a newer, sexier outfit. Garterbelt, stockings, miniskirt, sheer blouse, halfcup bra, and crotchless panties. When she was in the dressing room, I bought her a huge dildo vibrator, and lubricant.

As I dropped her off at her home, I told her to go inside, strip nude, use the lubricant on her pussy, and keep the dildo next to her, and I would call her when I got home. By the time I got home and called her, she was aroused, I then ordered her to begin using the cock and as she began to moan, I had her switch it on and fuck herself hard and fast. I hung up to her cries of orgasms.

Saturday, I picked her up, and she immediately and without instructions lifted her dress showing me her sexy underwear. I took her to dinner, had her drink a couple of cocktails and drove to the club. She danced with several men, allowing them to feel her up everywhere. Later, she danced with several black men, and eventually was down to just her panties, garterbelt and stockings. One of the black men invited her out to his car to smoke a joint, and I told her to have a good time. When she came back, she was walking bowlegged. She made several more trips out to other cars before we left early that morning. I dropped her off at her home, and she begged me to come in and fuck her, but I told her to wait, call me later. I fell asleep to her gutteral moans of ectasy.



Helping Sis Find a Job



My sister and I were never very close. Heather and I were born five years apart with me being older. I went away to college when she was in seventh grade. When I graduated from college, I got a job 100 miles from home. She graduated from high school, got married and pregnant, not necessarily in that order. So the only time we were close was when I was in high school and she was a young kid. I guess that's why I still think of her as that young kid, even though she's 38 years old. 

The guy she married was a real jerk. My parents didn't like him, so the only way she could marry him is to get pregnant, which is what happened. He couldn't hold a job and was unemployed most of the time. He didn't care as long as he had money to go hunting and fishing. They eventually moved away from my parents, although they relied heavily on support from them. My father bought houses for them to live in and sent money for them to live on. Their child was the only reason my sister stayed with the jerk.

Finally her son graduated from high school and enlisted in the navy to get away from his father. That was all my sister needed, she packed up her bags and moved back in with my parents. She tried to get a job, but she wasn't having any luck. My parents wanted to sell their house, move to Florida and retire to the warm climate. However, with my sister living with them, they felt an obligation to stay until she got back on her feet.

Here is where I enter the picture. I have been divorced for five years and I live alone in a fairly large sized house, so I invited my sister to come live with me. Jobs were more plentiful where I lived, so she would have a better chance at getting a good paying job. Also, I would have some one to live with me and I could get to really know my sister.

Everyone agreed with my suggestion and I went up to my parents' place to help her move. She didn't have much, some clothing and a few other personal items. The clothing she had was out of style and well worn. So, after I got her settled in my house, we went shopping. She didn't want to take any money from me, but I convinced it was just a loan until she got a job and then she could pay me back. 

I took her to some of the nicer women's clothing stores. Thank goodness I went with her, she's a very pretty woman, but insisted on trying on clothing that made her look matronly. She's about 5' 8" tall and weighs around 135 pounds. She has a very good figure, nice bust, small waist and well formed hips and ass. She didn't have much fat on her. She said they didn't have enough money to buy enough food for her to get fat. I finally convinced her to try on clothing that showed off her figure. I picked out some dresses and blouses that had a neckline that accentuated her boobs. I made her try on dresses that were cut above the knee and showed off her legs. She was modeling the clothes for my approval. I started to realized that I was getting aroused by my sister.

I then took her to a hair stylist and had them change the way she wore her hair. She had long straight hair, she said her husband wouldn't let her wear it any other way. When they were finished with her she looked beautiful and sexy. All of a sudden I started to look at my sister in a different way. After all, I had not had a date in over two years and the closest thing to a sexual experience was one that I shared with my hand. However she was my sister, my kid sister, I told myself to put those thoughts out of my mind and just be happy to have her for company.

She kept my house clean, cooked for me and did my laundry. I was in heaven. It was good to have someone to talk with, when I came home from work. We spent many evenings catching up on lost time. The more we talked about our adult lives, the more we found out we had similar unhappy marriages. Our spouse were people who weren't happy with their lives, so they made sure we weren't happy with ours.

Heather's husband, aside from being an unemployed bum, was also someone who berated Heather constantly, telling her she was stupid, ugly, a poor cook, too skinny They had no sex lives, he was either drunk or out screwing the town slut, leaving her home alone to raise their son. If they had sex, he yelled at her and told her she was rotten in bed. She was a person who had a very high sex drive, so this lead to her having to please herself. She was too afraid of him to have an affair. I couldn't understand why she didn't leave this creep earlier.

My wife was not interested in sex either. If I suggested anything other than the missionary position, I was label a pervert. When we were first married, we had sex once or twice a week. That soon trailed off to once or twice a month and then it just stopped completely. The last three years of my marriage, my wife and I lived in separate bed rooms and barely communicated. It was only when her parents became ill and a prospect of inheritance came into the picture, that she agreed to a divorce.

Friday, I came home from work and was greeting by my sister wearing one of her sexy new outfits. She ran to me, gave me a big hug and big kiss on the lips. I was told she got a job and I was taking her out to celebrate. She had made reservations at a fancy restaurant. The food was good, the setting was romantic and the wine was excellent. I hadn't had such a good time in years and years, she hadn't either. We went to a pub, close to my house, had a few drinks and talked for about an hour. She was so relaxed and happy. She didn't believe how good her life was and she owed it all to me. She almost started to cry when she thanked me.

The alcohol was having an affect on me, so I suggested we go home to continue our celebration, She agreed, but when she got up, she was unsteady on her feet. Walking to the car, she was a little tipsy and she started to fall. I reached out to prevent her from falling, and grabbed her right in the boobs. I immediately started to apologize, but she just giggled and said "I was the first person to gab her tits in a long time and it felt good". I replied "that it was a long time since I felt a woman's breasts and I enjoyed it too."

We were still laughing about our little incident when we got home. I told her "it's a good thing she was my sister or she wouldn't be safe in the house tonight." Heather looked at me with a kind of sexy mischievous look on her face and said "What would I do if she wasn't my sister."

I though I'd play along with her, so I replied. " I'd first take you in my arms and kiss you. Then I'd kiss your neck and nibble your ears, while I unbuttoned your blouse. When you blouse was undone I'd take off your bra and kiss and your boobs."

She came close to me and said "Oh John, I'd like that very much. You have given me so much happiness, you've been everything a sister could want in a brother. Now, I want more, I want to feel like a beautiful, sexy women. Please, help me feel that way. I love you very much and I know you love me, so what is the problem? Please make love to me, tonight.

With that I picked her up in my arms and carried her to my bed. I looked her in the eyes and said "Heather, your right. I love you so very much. I want this as much as you do, but before we do anything, that we'll regret later, are you sure you want this to happen?"

She looked me in the eyes, grabbed the back of my head and pulled me down until my lips meet hers. She gave me a hot wet kiss, our tongues intertwining, probing, touching each other's. We both hadn't had sex in a long time and we were not being gentle. I quickly unbuttoned her blouse and unsnapped her bra. As I pulled the loose bra from her breasts, I stopped and stared at the creamy white mounds of flesh. God, how I love tits! Her nipples were hard and erect. They weren't much bigger around than a nickel, but they stood out a good half an inch, just the way I like them.

I grabbed a tit in each hand and started to massage and knead them. Nothing feels as good as a handful of tit, except maybe two hands full of tits. I lowered my lips to those red, luscious nipples. I couldn't believe the feeling of ecstasy. I experienced as I sucked those nipples. As I started to gently bite them, I heard my sister start to moan. I looked up at her face, her eyes were closed, her lips were slightly open and her tongue was tracing her lips ever so slowly. She had the look of an angel, an angel in heat.

I moved up and gently kissed her lips. My hands were pinching and pulling on her nipples. My kiss was returned with a much harder kiss. Her tongue touched mine and pushed it back in my mouth. She surprised me by turning me on my back and sitting on my crotch. While she was unbuttoning my shirt, her pussy was rubbing on my cock through my pants. When she got my shirt opened, she leaned don and sucked and bit my nipples. She did one then the other, licking and sucking them. Heather's head started to move downward, licking her way lower and lower. She undid my belt, unfastened my button and pulled down my zipper, very quickly. I lifted my hips off the bed as she literally ripped my pants and under ware from my body. A big smile appeared on her face as she looked at my cock.

As she grabbed a hold of my cock she said "You can't believe how long it's been since I have had one of these in my hands." she then lowered her hot wet lips to my waiting cock. I can't describe the awesome feeling that went through my body, when the head of my cock entered her mouth. Her tongue licked the underside of the head, "I hope I can get this all in my mouth" she said, as more and more of my cock disappeared into her hot wet mouth. 

As I watched, she took my whole dick, down to the base, in her mouth and throat. I'm not huge, only about seven inches, however no women had ever deep throated me. I was in heaven. "Your husband was an asshole. He had a woman who could do this and he didn't use her. I know he was lazy and dumb, but I didn't know he was a stupid ass hole. If you were mine, We'd never wear clothes so we could make love anytime we wanted."

She looked up at me and smiled. "I am yours," she said, "for as long as you want me." I plan to live with you until you want me to leave."

"Do I look like an idiot, want you to leave, I don't think so." Then I grabbed her and threw her on her back. "My turn." I shouted and unzipped her skirt. I pulled it and her panties off in one motion. I leaned back to admire the view. I wasn't disappointed. Her pussy was so sexy and bald, she had not one hair on that hot wet pussy.

She must of seen the surprised look on my face because she said " I always shave it. I like the way it feels when I walk. I also like the way it feels when I have masturbate. Also, there's not a better feeling than having the man shaved bare too, you can't believe the sensation, skin on skin, you can feel the juices rubbing on your skin. I could shave you later if you would like?"

"Honey, you can do anything to me, later, but now I want to taste you. It's been so long since I've licked a pussy, and I love to eat pussy." With that, I lowered my head, stuck out my tongue and licked her pussy like you would lick an ice cream cone on a hot day. I was not disappointed, the taste was slightly acid, with a hint of sweetness to it and no hair to get in your way.

As I licked her, she started to move her hips and moan slightly. I reached up and grabbed a tit in each hand. As my palm and fingers massaged her fleshy tit, my thumb and fore finger rolled her nipples between them. I increased the pressure on her nipples and attacked her clit with my tongue. I licked it, nibbled it. suck it, bit it, swirled my tongue around it and then pushed my tongue hard against it. That was all she needed. She came rapidly, her hips bucking, her head thrown back, her mouth open, grasping for breath. Her hand grabbing the back of my head and pushing it tight against her pussy. "Fuck! Shit! God! Oh, lick me brother, lick me hard. Pinch my fucking nipples! Don't stop, oh, fuck don't stop!" Her body then tensed up, she shock uncontrollably and then she collapsed back on the bed.

I was holding on to her hips as her gyrations were occurring, now I released her and looked at her face. Her eyes were shut, her lips were moving, like she was try to say something, but no words were coming out. Her body would periodically have small spasms and she would shake all over. Then, her whole body relaxed and a large smile came on her contented face. She opened her eyes and caught me looking at her. "That was unbelievable big brother, I've never had any body do that to me. It was like you read my mind and knew what I wanted you to do and then you did it. I love you." She reached up and gave me a light kiss on my lips. 

I returned her kiss, with a little more force. "You are related to me, aren't you?" she asked. "You are a horny devil, just like me. I want more, but now I want to ride you. I want to feel your cock inside of me. With that, she rolled me over and sat on my stomach. She reached behind her and started to play with my dick and balls. "What do you have to give me, big brother" she inquired while she was playing with my balls.

"Anything you want, little sister. Put my dick in your pussy and ride me." I replied. I love to have the woman on top. She can control the tempo of the fuck, which gives you an insight on how she likes to be screwed. You also get to watch her tits bounce up and down. As I said before, I love tits, especially when they are bouncing all over the place. Plus I can last a lot longer with the woman on top and at this moment I wanted to last as long as my little sister needed me to last.

"You've got it big brother, but let me go easy. I haven't had a real cock in my pussy in such a long time, I want to make this fuck one we won't forget." With that she got up and moved over my hard, hot cock. Gently she lowered herself down onto it. The sensation was incredible, I had almost forgotten how good it feels to have your dick in a hot moist pussy. She wasn't as tight as I thought she would be. I'll be willing to bet she has been using a good size dildo. 

She lowered herself all the way down my cock. That's an incredible visual turn on, being buried to hilt in a bald pussy. As I laid back, she started to gently move up and down on my dick. When she got a good tempo going, I reached up and started playing with her tits, first gently grabbing them and then rolling her nipple between my thumb and fingers. That pushed her over the edge. She increased the tempo, bouncing up and down on me. As soon as she reached the top of my dick, she'd slam her body down as fast as possible. 

She must have been stimulated at all the right places. It wasn't long before she started moaning and groaning, breathing heavy and turning red in the face. "Brother pinch those nipples hard, play with my tits. Oh God, yes," she yelled. "Fuck, pull on those nipples, don't be afraid, pinch them as hard as you can, shit, I'm coming." Her movements were almost a blur as she bounced up and down on me. "Here I come," she shouted and then collapsed on my chest.

I waited a few seconds for her to come back to reality, then I started pumping my cock in and out of that wonderful pussy. At first she just laid there, then she started getting into the rhythm, matching my thrusts. Now it was me controlling the tempo, it was me who needed to come in my sister's pussy. It didn't take long for me to get her at the brink of another orgasm or me ready for mine. Call it beginners luck, but we both came at the same time. What a sensation, as I shot my hot sperm into her warm snatch. I thought I'd never stop coming, especially with my sister's cunt trying to milk every last drop of semen out of my cock.

We both collapsed on my bed, too tired to do much of anything but sleep. I awoke during the night to find my sister cuddled close to me with her arm over my chest. That felt good, I missed having that intimacy and love. I awoke latter during the night, this time I had my hand on her boob, even in my sleep I'm a boob man. 

In the morning I woke up before she did, I just laid there watching her sleep. She looked so beautiful and contented. She finally opened her eyes and saw me looking at her, I leaned over and lightly kissed her lips. She put her arms around me and embraced me while she kissed me back. "Last night was fantastic," I said smiling at her.

"I'm glad you feel that way, she replied. "Any regrets?"

"Yes, we didn't do this sooner." I'm sure glad you left that SOB of a husband and moved back with our parents. If you'd stayed out west, in the area you were living, we would not have gotten together. I need a shower, do you want to take a shower with me?"

She replied, "that's a great idea, I'm all sticky from last night. After the shower, let me shave your pubic hair, you won't regret it. If you think sex felt good last night, wait until you're bald down there, like me."

We both hopped in the shower, had fun washing each other and then she shaved me. Since it was Saturday morning, we jumped back into bed to out try my new look. She wasn't kidding, what a feeling. We stayed in bed all weekend, fucking our brains out. 

That was a few years ago and we are still going strong. Who ever said "incest was best", knew what they were talking about. If you ever get a chance try it, you'll like it.



Helping Sis Out



Author's Note: This story was inspired by a story I read several years ago and enjoyed. All the characters and situations are entirely my own.

Paul Clarke strolled confidently up the sidewalk leading to his girlfriend's home. He and Jesse were supposed to be married in a week, and he felt torn and conflicted about it.

He'd just received a major role in a successful off-Broadway play, and the salary boost was the reason his lovely blonde girlfriend and he could finally afford to be wed. He was about to ring the bell, when the door opened and there stood his lovely Jesse.

She took his breath away every time. She was tall and slender, with long blonde hair that reached all the way down her back. Luminescent blue eyes lit up her lovely face. She had soft, round breasts that were a perfect mouthful. A soft, downy patch covered her sweet, pink pussy. She was tall, nearly as tall as he, and legs that he loved from the first time he saw her in that short skirt in the shopping mall. He must have followed her around the mall - discreetly - for over an hour.

He'd summoned up every bit of courage he possessed, acting suave and debonair while feeling like a babbling idiot around her. Luckily, she liked him enough to accept his invitation to dinner. It had been the best dinner of his life, the conversation light and bubbly. It was the first of many dinners.

A few seconds later, he saw her sister Anya standing behind Jesse. Anya had been the reason for many of his recent visits to the home the sisters shared.

The sister's parents had died in their late teens, leaving them alone, but with more than enough funds to provide for themselves. They both came out of the life-shattering experience with few scars.

Paul had become intoxicated with Anya's decadent sensuality after only a couple of unplanned meetings alone. He felt crushing guilt over cheating on his lovely fiance, yet he couldn't seem to help himself. In bed with Anya, he was wild and free. She encouraged his kinky side, she wanted him to indulge all his wildest fantasies and she let him tell her things he'd never told another soul, not even Jesse.

Like her sister, Anya was tall, with ash-blonde hair and stunning eyes, although hers had flecks of green in them. Soft, small apple-rounded tits and great legs that, like her sister's, went on forever. She favored long dresses and heels, with sexy lingerie underneath. Unlike his Jesse, Anya shaved her pussy bare.

Both of his women were knockouts that night. Jesse stood before him, her hair braided. Her eyes sparkled at the sight of him. She was attired in a short, black cocktail dress, under which she obviously wore no bra. She teetered, ever so slightly, in the black stilettos he'd bought her for her birthday. She wore black pantyhose on her long legs. Jesse kissed him hello, hard, and with passion.

Anya was also a vision in black, but hers was a long skirt, with a slit that showed a lot of very tanned thigh, upon which she wore garters and stockings. She wore a pair of black, sling-back pumps upon her lovely feet. Her hair was down, slightly curled and cascaded around her as she moved towards him for a welcoming kiss. It felt odd to kiss his mistress in front of his fiance, but knew Jesse would think nothing of it, so he kissed her back, even as she darted her little pink tongue quickly into his mouth. He could see just the barest hint of lace at her cleavage.

He smiled at his two beautiful women. "You two are stunning, but if we want to get to the club, we need to get going!" Both women kissed him, both women pressed firm breasts against him as they did so. He thought he would pass out from lustful intoxication. The three left the house, his Jesse on one side, with Anya on the other. They got into Paul's car, Jesse in the front with him and Anya in the back. Paul held the door for the two beauties and as they slid into the seat, their outfits rode up, giving him an even better view of their loveliness.

He tried to start the car, but was so jittery that the keys jingled his hands. He finally got the car started and they drove to the nightclub, chatting animatedly as they did so. Paul remembered very little of the conversation, he was so overcome by his conflicting emotions of lust and guilt.

At the nightclub, his two women drove Paul even more insane. Jesse danced around the floor, shaking her ass and tits, getting lots of attention from the horny men - and a few of the women as well. As for Anya, she danced every slow song with him and whispered erotically in his ear at every opportunity. His cock ached to be free and fucking one of them - either one. Paul felt like a total heel.

While they were having a drink at their table, Paul felt a hand on his leg and move upwards to his crotch, rubbing his cock. He was then startled to feel another hand on his cock! He was paralyzed with fear - until the two hands met at his cock and rubbed.

He turned to Jesse, who smiled at him impishly and said, "I know all about you fucking Anya."

He then turned towards Anya, who said, "She knows darling, because I told her."

Jesse's dainty hand unzipped his fly, while Anya's reached in and fondled, caressed and stroked his cock and balls. What the hell was going on? He tried desperately to keep his composure as the girls played their erotic game.

He looked at both girls, confused. They said to him, in unison, "We love you."

Jesse explained further. "Anya and I have been together - in every sense darling - since our parents died. We swore never to be parted. And then I met you and fell in love."

Jesse went on while his Anya continued her erotic ministrations. "Anya and I talked, and decided if she could fall in love with you, and you could come to care about her, the three of us could have an amazing life. Do you want that life, darling?"

Paul said, with as straight a face as he could muster, "More than anything."

He went on to say reasons why it wouldn't work - but the girls stopped him with a passionate 3-way kiss. "We love you. You love us. Simple as that.," Anya said.

They paid their bar tab and left in Paul's car, he barely remembered how much he paid. The were silent as they drove to the girls' home, Paul praying desperately that he could drive safely and control himself until they got home.

Once they were inside, Jesse flung herself into Paul's arms, her mouth open and eager, her tongue mingling with his in an erotic ballet. She held him tight, not wanting to let go of this man she adored. His hands were cupping her beautiful breasts, fondling and groping his fiance.

"Hey! Don't hog him, save some of that for me!," Anya yelled at her sister. Jesse moved from Paul's embrace, leaned towards her sister and kissed her, full on the lips, with the same passion she had kissed Paul. "There will always be some for you, Anya darling!," Jesse said with a throaty purr.

Paul just looked at the two women together, and saw what his future would be like. He imagined the three of them in bed, tangled up erotically, and his cock stiffened. What a life they would have!

"I hope this all works out darlings, because I love you both too!," Paul said to his ladies, leaning in for a 3-way kiss.

Jesse hugged him tightly, and he could feel Anya pressed against them both. He could see Anya's provocative smile in the living room mirror. She caught his eye, did a little shimmy and her sexy dress fell in a puddle to the floor. She stepped out of it, standing before them in stockings, a decadent black lace bra and those sexy shoes. 

Paul wondered what the sexy duo had in store for him next? Whatever it was, if he died tonight, he would leave this earth a very happy man. 



Helping Sis Out Ch. 02



Paul just stood there and watched Anya and Jesse. His mind was numb, but he had never been so happy in his life. Both of them were his. Both these stunning blondes were his to fuck, his to make love with, his to possess forever. Men dreamed of moments like this, but this was Paul's reality.

Anya walked to the bedroom, hips swaying sensuously, provocatively as Jesse dimmed the lights in the house and put on some sexy music. He turned around and looked at his fiance. She was nearly naked as well, only the pantyhose and stilettos remained. His teasing lover hadn't bothered to put on panties either -- not only that, she'd followed her sister's lead and shaved her pussy bare. Paul began to salivate over the joys that were to come.

The girls stood at the doorway of the bedroom, wrapped in an erotic embrace. Jesse's slim, tapered hands were massaging her beautiful sister's rounded tits. Anya's fingers were deeply in Jesse's heated cunt, stroking the lips and clit. Jesse's soft little mewls of pleasure aroused both Anya and Paul. He ached to run over and join them, but he knew waiting would be to his benefit.

Both women moved towards Paul and brought him into their embrace. Tongues mingled together and they began to undress him, deftly, swiftly. Anya's hand whipped his belt off while Jesse got down on her knees and took his throbbing cock deeply into her soft, buttery lips. She sucked feverishly while her sister's hands roamed Paul's chest and arms.

Both girls were ecstatic that they wouldn't have to split up. Paul wasn't the first man they'd sprung their secret on, but he was the first one that was cool with it. They couldn't wait to get his ass in bed and show him what his future was going to be like!

"Uh-uh, don't want our baby to cum too soon, do we Anya hun?" Jesse cooed, a soft laugh escaping her lips. She got up from her cocksucking chores and shared the taste of their man with her sexy sibling. Anya and Jesse made quite the show out of their shared kiss.

The bedroom in which he had fucked both Jesse and Anya was lit softly, the light overhead dimmed. "You know, we both sleep in here," Anya said and his cock lurched a little bit more. Jesse added to her sister's comment. "It's a very big bed darling - big enough for three!"

Impishly, Jesse pushed her sister and fiance down on the bed and they fell in an erotic tumble. Jesse moved to join them and the three shared another passionate embrace.

Anya moved on top of her man and straddled him, letting her bare pussy slide over his tongue. He knew what Anya liked and began eating her with relish as he saw Jesse reach from behind and fondle and caress her sister's soft breasts. Little coos of pleasure escaped Anya's soft lips as her sister-lover played with her tits, her nipples stiffening into small pegs.

Paul continued to eat Anya, trying to keep an eye on the play that was going on. 

"I love you Anya. I love you Paul."

"I love you Jesse. I love you Paul."

Paul couldn't talk, his mouth was still buried in Anya's pussy, but the girls both knew he loved them. 

Jesse moved away from her sister with a parting kiss and began to lick up Paul's thighs, towards his cock. She looked at him with those stunning blue eyes of hers and took his cock in one sexy gulp, licking up and down his rock-hard dick. "Getting it ready for my sis!" she cooed. Paul babbled something incoherent, Anya merely giggled as he continued to suck on her cunt.

Anya was biting hard on her lip, trying not to draw blood as Paul continued his erotic ministrations on her pussy. He was almost as good at sucking pussy as Jesse. They'd made a good choice.

"Okay baby, time to move!" Jesse cried out as Anya removed herself from their man's sucking lips. She wiggled her cute little ass at him, legs still sexy in the stockings, hair slightly askew, and settled on the cock her sister had been sucking minutes before. She settled down on it and a loud "Aaaahhhhh" escaped her lips.

Anya began to move on Paul's dick the way she knew he liked, rolling her ass back and forth, squeezing it tightly within her cuntal walls. At the same time, she watched as Jesse moved into position for some of her soon-to-be brother's marvelous cuntlapping. "Ooohhh, yes, my darling, that's itttttt!!" Jesse squealed. Anya leaned forward and she and Jesse shared passionate kisses as Paul concentrated on pleasuring both of his women.

Paul assaulted Anya's pussy with his cock, pummeling her unmercifully as he continued to love Jesse's now-naked pussy. He kinda missed the little blonde patch, but her taste was as sweet as ever. This was his fiance's favorite, being eaten. He tongued and stabbed at her tiny little pussy the way she liked, her pussy grinding on his lips. They were almost numb, but he didn't care, he wanted his Jesse to be happy.

Anya screamed out suddenly as she orgasmed, a few minutes later, Paul felt Jesse do the same. The two of them dismounted him and lay together on the bed, spooning and caressing each other. 

"I need a drink!" he said and both of his girls nodded.

Paul staggered into the kitchen and poured himself a Pepsi, downing it quickly. Two women! Two hot blondes! In love with each other! Sisters! And both his! It was too good to be true. He went back to the bedroom. 

What he saw when he returned had him spellbound. Anya was wearing a large strap-on dildo and was proceeding to fuck the hell out of Jesse, who was moaning unlike he'd ever heard her before.

"Fuck my Anya darling, ohh, fuck me you little bitch, oh, that's it, that's how I like it, now fuck me!" Jesse demanded of her sister.

"Fuck you hard Jesse?"

"Yes, hard baby, you know I want it hard, fuck me, let him see what sluts he's getting!" Both girls grinned the most decadently evil grins he'd ever seen.

Paul walked over to the bed and kissed Anya, then Jesse. "What can I do next?" he asked them.

"Oil up your cock and bugger me!" Jesse cried out.

"What?" He'd fucked Anya's ass a few times, she liked it kinky, but this was unlike his sweet Jesse.

"You heard me, you bastard! Get that hard dick of yours oiled up and fuck my ass!" Jesse hissed out loud. "Anya, there's baby oil in the nightstand." Her sister nodded, oiling up Paul's growing member.

Once properly greased up, Anya resumed fucking her sister with the fake cock, and Paul fucked Jesse's ass with his hard dick. He could feel the membrane between her ass and pussy, feel the sensations of her body rippling around the two cocks as they rammed deep within her holes. He never imagined Jesse could be like this!

"Fuck, yes, that's it, I'm cumminggggg!" Jesse screamed out as her orgasm overtook her. She crumpled to the bed as her lover's pulled out of her body. She smiled at both of them.

"Look Anya, the big-cocked bastard still hasn't cum!" she said with mock indignation. Paul grinned at her.

Anya reached around and kissed Paul hard on the lips. Fiercely, she pulled him to her, she spread her legs and slammed herself down, hard, on his aching cock. With the ferocity of a lioness, she began to pound herself against Paul, while her sister watched, lazily stroking her pussy and clit. Stroke for stroke, Paul matched Anya, wanting her to cum first, wanting to let them know he was in control.

Her nails dug into his shoulders as she rode him. Arching and thrusting, she took every inch of Paul's dick into her horny cunt. At last, unable to stand anymore, she came, gushing her juices all over his cock.

Paul pulled out of her pussy and waved his still-hard dick in front of his two lovelies. "You two know what I want!" he grinned at them. They both nodded and took his cock between them, alternating sucking on his cock and balls. He came a few minutes later, both girls sharing his cream and swallowing it down.

They rested, each girl nestled in the crook of his arms. "You two are amazing!" he smiled at them both, kissing them both. "Is it always going to be like that?"

Both girls nodded, Anya added "You haven't even met our friend Mia yet."

They were ready for more fun a few hours later, the girls arousing his passion by putting on the hottest lesbian show he'd ever witnessed. This was right, he knew. They loved him, they loved each other. They weren't jealous or possessive, they shared equally. Rules be damned, they were his for keeps!

Paul smiled as he wondered how he was going to afford another ticket for the honeymoon. 



Helping Sis with Her House







Helping Sis with Her House



"Shower's all yours," I heard Karen call out. Sheepishly I peeked out of the room and noted she was already in hers. Quickly I scurried down to the bathroom, slipping into the room and shutting the door behind me. After relieving myself I slipped into the shower, losing myself into the hot water and the clean feeling of scrubbing myself off. 

After drying off, shaving, and getting dressed, I finally made my way downstairs, nose greeted with the smell of home fries sizzling in the kitchen. With a growl my stomach loudly announced itself, demanding I head first to where the heavenly scent was coming from. Recalling our youth I checked the kitchen and noted to myself that the fries were from a bag and only required reheating. Scrambled eggs, well, I'd just chance that she figured out how to make those.

In the kitchen I found Karen, dressed in a pair of worn jeans and an old Green Bay sweatshirt. I could feel the blush returning to my cheeks as I remembered the towel wrapped around her torso and still dripping wet hair, sliding down between her breasts. "Uh hey. I uh, I'm sorry about earlier."

"It happens, besides I saw more of you than you saw of me. And well, it's just the human body, shame over being nude is a little overrated in my book. It's beautiful in its own right and I don't think we should be so ashamed to be nude." She shrugged lightly, her face turned still to the fries and eggs she was working on, "a little nudity doesn't bother me. Hell sometimes I walk around here in the nude just because I can. I'll guess you've done that once or twice yourself and I don't mind so long as you don't mind that I occasionally do so as well. Makes more sense than having to find a pair of pants, or in my case pants and shirt, just to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. Agreed?"

"Uh sure," truth told I was just glad she wasn't angry at me. There was a little part of my brain that had a bit of a thrill at the idea of her walking around nude, but I quickly shushed it, reminding myself that she was still my sister first and foremost and a sexy woman secondly.

"Good, now eat up because you're going to be working hard today," she glanced at me with a grin.





Helping Sis with Her House



"Well, I suppose I'll just have to make sure to make a very convincing argument for you to stay here," she nodded firmly. "But for now I hope you're just okay with sleeping in the same bed every night while you're here," she yawned a little. "Starting with tonight."

"I suppose that I could grant you that little concession," her yawn triggered one of my own. As I regained control over my jaw I could see her eyelids already drooping into sleep. My lips gave her a little peck upon the forehead before I allowed myself to shut my eyes and join her in slumber. 





Helping Sis



"OH YES, THAT'S IT, SUCK MY PUSSY, LICK MY PUSSY,OH YES! Please don't stop, I'M GOING TO CUM, RICK" "DON'T STOP." Rene was yelling this so loud, I knew Briana had to be hearing this. That was it, Rene let out a shudder and shut her legs around my head, my god were her legs strong. I was suffocating between her thighs, and all I could think was "what a way to die." As her orgasm subsided I lapped up her juices hungrily with my mouth. Filling my mouth with her juice I climbed up and brought my face to hers, kissing her lips, and allowing her to taste her own flavor. 

Hungrily her hands went around my shaft and proceeded to quickly stroke it. I wanted to suck her tits and pulled her to a sitting position. Yanking her nightshirt up over her head, my mouth quickly darted down to one of her delicious, firm breasts. My mouth was on a nipple sucking it in teasing it between my teeth, my hand on her other tit tweaked the nipple between thumb and forefinger. Her nubs were hard little pebbles in a matter of seconds. I kneaded and sucked, alternating breasts in my mouth and hands. Rene flipped me off of her and pushed me onto my back leaning forward and taking my cock in her hand. 

Looking back she said "Rick your dick is huge," with that her mouth went over my helmet and impaled itself around my shaft. I could hear choking sounds come from her as she took all 8 inches down her throat. I could feel her lips lightly touching my balls. I lay my head back looking down to see her head bobbing up and down, my cock going in and out between her soft lips. Her ass was to the side of me and I wanted to continue tasting her, I reached out and moved her over, allowing her to straddle my face in a 69 position. I lifted my head and ran my tongue over her sweet cunt licking her from end to end, her fragrance filling my nose. I inserted two fingers deep between her pussy lips and worked them in and out. 

The time had come for me to get inside of her. The feel of her velvety soft lips had driven me close to the point of no return and I still wanted to fuck that beautiful bald snatch. I reached down and took hold of her hair, stopping her and pulling her mouth off my cock. She brought her face to mine and kissed me allowing me this time to taste my cock from her mouth. She moved her hips to each side of mine and my rod rubbed up against the crack of her ass. She leaned forward, grabbing my cock with one hand and placed it to the outside of her cunny lips, wetting the tip. 

Looking down at me teasingly she said "You want me to put it in here." 

"OH GOD, YES" I choked out, "PLEASE DON'T TEASE ME LIKE THIS" I said. She lowered herself ever so slowly. I looked down between us and the site of my cock disappearing into my gorgeous sister was almost more than I could handle. Soon she had lowered herself completely, resting for a few seconds my balls lay between her ass cheeks. I pulled her down to me and brought her mouth to mine, kissing her feverishly now. I kissed her neck and lower, bringing her breasts to my mouth sucking one and then switching to the other. 

She started to raise up and down on my shaft at this time and soon we were in sync, her ass in my hand, up and down, in and out my cock went. The feeling was too much, I started to thrust quicker and quicker, trying to end the torment my balls were in. She reached down between her legs and gripped my balls giving them a gentle squeeze, they erupted. I thrust and felt a wave of cumm shoot out of me like a cannon. She also had started to cumm and was grinding her clit against my pelvis. We held each for what seemed like minutes as our mutual orgasms subsided. I noticed that my cock hadn't deflated yet, so I shifted her off of me and turning her around took her doggy style.

I continued my onslaught of her pussy. I rubbed my cockhead against her slit, trying to tease her like she had done me. 

"No" she said "Not there, put it in my asshole." I was stunned she was a kinky chick and I didn't even know it. My wife and I had only done it this way once and she didn't like it. 

"As you wish" I said. I ran a finger in her still dripping pussy and pulled it out, placing it at the entrance to her tiny puckered rosebud. Slowly I inserted it in, she released her muscles, and I felt it loosen. Allowing my finger to slide in effortlessly. 

She looked back at me and said "this is one of the reasons I got divorced." "Asshole would never fuck me in the asshole." 

She moaned as I withdrew my finger and positioned my cockhead against her open shithole. With a little push, my cockhead popped past her sphincter ring. Slowly I pushed into her, at the same time she backed up against me, Once my balls touched her ass cheeks she began leaning forward and then back, my cock sliding in and out. She was ready and so was I, grabbing her around the waist I started humping my dick in and out, her tight shit ring gripping my cock like a vise. Thrusting into her hard ass cheeks, our body's made loud smacking sounds.

"OH YES" She moaned. "Fuck my ass harder Rick" she screamed, OH YEAH, FILL MY ASS WITH YOUR HARD COCK." 

"SHHH! I said, "Your going to wake the girls." She placed her hand over her mouth and I started pounding into her hard. I reached around and began fingering her cunt, tweaking her clit between my fingers. After several minutes of this her body began to shudder and so did mine. The dam ready to burst from my cock, I withdrew and quickly shot my load into the air, hitting the headboard, her hair and down her back. I gripped her hips and fell across her back as she leaned face down into the pillow. We stayed this way for a few moments enjoying our newfound closeness. Later we crept naked into the bathroom to clean each other up. Quietly we went back to bed snuggling and kissing as we held each other. We talked about whether this night would be a one shot deal or if we should carry on. We agreed we had enjoyed it but that it would be difficult continuing until Briana went off to college later that year. 

More later.



Helping Stephanie McMahon



If you haven't read the other stories in this series, I suggest you do so before you read this. Not imperative though. The first title is Helping Torrie Wilson. Enjoy.

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It was dark before Kyle's eyes slowly opened. The drone of the plane almost lulled him back to sleep. His eyes adjusting to the dim lights of the cabin, he peered around, attempting to make sense of his surroundings. The inside of the plane was pitch black except for the dim guide lights on the floor. Looking out the window, the night sky revealed nothing as Kyle attempted to pry past the dark. He could hear snoring coming from somewhere across the cabin, and he was suddenly aware of a head of long hair on his shoulder as the body beside him gently rose and fell in silent breathe.

Not attempting to decipher who it was beside him, Kyle slowly and carefully maneuvered the sleeping beauty away from his shoulder. He rose silently from his chair and used the dim guides on the floor to assist him to the back of the plane where he was sure he would find a bathroom. Sure enough, before long Kyle saw a small sliver of light beneath a door on his right and fumbled for a handle. He entered the surprisingly spacious bathroom and rested for a short while against the sink, gathering his legs. He was still slightly asleep and wondering if all the events over the last three days had been a dream. He ran the tap, placing his hands under the water, cupping them and bringing the trapped water up to his face. He gently washed his face and then looked up at the mirror. Slowly he smiled brazenly. He was currently the luckiest man on the planet.

Kyle grabbed the towel from the rack, bringing it to his face and drying it off. He opened the door, turning right and heading back towards his seat. Before he knew what he'd done he'd blundered through a curtain and was looking around at an exquisitely designed lounge. It was reasonably lit with a few dim white bulbs on the roof just above his head and the walls, ceiling and floor were all royal red, as was the furniture. To his right and left were two large beautifully designed chairs with large windows beside each and directly in front of him, extending from one side of the plane to the other, was a long, single couch, above which were cupboards made of oak, beautifully polished. Obviously this was not a part of the plane he was supposed to be and Kyle quickly turned around to head towards the front of the plane.

Before he could do so, however, Stephanie McMahon's head poked through the curtain and stopped him dead in his tracks. 'I'm up front with my pilot for one moment ensuring he's awake and now I find you sneaking around my office?' She pushed past him nonchalantly and sat in the large chair on the left of the plane.

Failing to notice the lack of anger on her face, Kyle quickly stammered an apology and opened the curtain to leave before he caused more trouble.

'No. Please. Stay. I could do with the company.' She said, opening a hidden door to the right of her chair and pulling a notebook computer from it.

'I really wasn't sneaking Ms McMahon, I just took a wrong turn and...' Kyle said, still stammering.

'It's Mrs McMahon-Levesque actually,' she said, typing into her laptop, and then looking up at Kyle and smiling. 'But you can call me Stephanie. Take a seat.' She turned back to her computer again. Kyle hesitantly sat across from her on the lounge, once again taking a look around the room, noticing now the small TV above the entrance that he had missed. Kyle also had time to notice Stephanie. Steph's hair was tied back, revealing completely her beautiful face which was so rarely as emotionless on television as it was now. Her dark eyes, fixed squarely on the notebook in front of her, were so beautiful in their ferocity. Her nose, lips and chin were immaculate and almost beckoned to Kyle.

It was hard for Kyle to stop his eyes from going where they wanted to next, and sure enough they had their way. Beneath her chin, and only semi-covered by the purple robe she was wearing were Stephanie's magnificent breasts. Her cleavage was incredible, and though only a small portion of her gorgeous skin was on display, it was more than enough to allow Kyle's mind to wander and his penis start to grow beneath his pants.

'Can you do me a favour and open up that cupboard behind you?' Stephanie asked him. Kyle's eyes snapped back to Stephanie's, but they were still glued to the computer screen as she worked away. Finding it difficult to avert his gaze from her, Kyle stood and turned around, opening the cupboard behind him. Inside there were six beautiful crystal scotch glasses. 'Night cap? Help me out and pour me a scotch on the rocks would you? There's a hidden ice box and scotch in the middle cupboard.' Kyle quickly found the hidden door beneath the cupboards, opening it to find a fridge full of ice cubes. Grabbing two glasses, he filled them both with ice and then pulled a half empty bottle of scotch from the cupboard above. He poured the two glasses, replacing the bottle in the cupboard and then passing Stephanie her glass.

She took a quick sip and then, flicking a switch on her chair, placed it in the now visible cup holder and went back to her work. 'I don't mean to be rude but this should only take a minute more.' Sure enough, by the time he'd finished his scotch she had flipped the laptop closed and her attention was focused on him. 'Sorry about that. Just filling out the last form from that horrible incident the other night.' She said, finishing her scotch and rising from her chair. She grabbed Kyle's glass, reaching past Kyle to reach the scotch from the cupboard. Doing this caused her robe to rise a short way up her legs, and while it didn't reveal anything personal, the sight of Stephanie's gorgeous silky legs was enough to get Kyle's cock going again. Quickly rearranging his growing erection beneath his pants, Kyle thought he had managed to avert his eyes before Stephanie had finished rummaging in the cupboard.

'It's okay for you to look. I'm married, not invisible.' Stephanie smiled at him as she sat down next to him, handing him his glass. 'Besides Kyle, it's been a while since anyone has looked at me like that.'

'Nonsense Stephanie. Triple H would be nuts not to... and if he doesn't then the rest of the world...' Kyle insisted.

'Paul doesn't have time for me much anymore. And when he does, it's short. In more ways than one.' She looked out the window, a sort of sadness in her eyes. 'So I've decided to focus on work rather than a family. I've wanted nothing but a child for so long... But that's impossible now.' She said, pouring herself yet another scotch and avoiding any eye contact. 

'What do you mean it's impossible? As long as you and Triple H keep trying there's a chance of that.' Kyle said, taking her hand as a tear fell from Stephanie's left eye.

'That's sweet of you to say but you don't understand.' She said, turning to him. 'The years of steroids... he's... sterile.' And then she burst into a fit of sobs, leaning hard against Kyle.

'Shhh...' Kyle whispered softly, stroking her hair and holding her close. 'All's not lost. You still have plenty of options. You can adopt, find a donor, artificially inseminate... You can still have a child. I promise. Shhh...' He continued to gently stroke her hair as she sobbed herself to sleep in his arms, her whimpers growing softer and softer until finally there was nothing but a gentle whistle of her breath. 

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Kyle's eyes opened quickly as he felt a rumbling around him and he got tilted back. Looking around he realized they were taking off and Stephanie was nowhere to be seen. Wiping his eyes, he quickly gathered his composure. Sliding over the lounge to the window to see an enormous city falling away from him.

'London.' Stephanie said from the doorway. She was holding two steaming mugs. 'Coffee or tea?'

'Can't stand coffee.' Kyle replied.

'Good cause I can't stand tea.' She said. She was now wearing a suit again, it was day time, late morning from what Kyle could tell, and any hint of alcohol gone from her image. 'We had to refuel in London. It'll still be a long flight, but you're more than welcome to anything in my plane.'

'Thank you. It's greatly appreciated, but I think I'll leave you to whatever it is you do and go catch a few Z's.' Kyle said, rising with his tea and brushing aside the curtain to the rest of the cabin.

'Kyle, wait a moment please. I feel like I owe you an apology.'

Kyle turned, a puzzled look on his face. 'An apology? What for?'

'For the way I acted earlier. I shouldn't have burdened you with all that rubbish last night.' Stephanie said, her eyes on the floor in shame.

Kyle took a couple of steps towards her. 'Stephanie, there's absolutely no need to apologise. We all need to let it out sometime, and by the sound of it you had a lot bottled up. There's no shame in that.' He gently lifted her chin with his finger, a smile on his face.

Smiling again, Stephanie said, 'Well I will at least say thank you.'

Kyle smiled and turned away again. 'Oh, just one more thing Kyle. I thought about what you said last night, and you are right. It's not over. I think I'll find a donor. I can still have children.'

'Well that's great Stephanie!' Kyle said from the doorway. 'You'll make a beautiful mother.' He turned to leave.

'I'm glad you think so, because I was hoping you'd be the donor.' 

Kyle stopped in his tracks. He didn't look back at Stephanie, he didn't say anything. He just stood there in shock. To do this was a monumental thing. There was so much to consider. Fathering a child but not raising it, giving two people happiness, giving Stephanie a child, whether Triple H would agree, how Kyle's family would feel. So many things were wheeling through his mind. Stalling, Kyle turned and said, 'I would love to Stephanie, but don't you have to ask your husband first?'

Stephanie slowly stood and unbuttoned her suit jacket, letting it fall to the floor. 'He wouldn't have to know. We could start the process right here, right now.' She stood there, making it clear what she wanted and allowing him to make his move.

Kyle's response was immediate. All hesitation disappeared as he all but leapt at Stephanie, forcing her back onto the couch as his tongue entwined with her's, her legs wrapped around his back and her arms wrapped around his head. She wasted little time in removing his shirt as he lay her down, resting his weight on top of her and allowing his noticeable bulge to rest upon her crotch. She moaned in pleasure as it ground against her, grabbing his ass with both hands and helping him thrust. She turned her head to the side and moaned as his lips found her neck and gently began to caress her soft skin. Her hands roughly gripped his curly black hair as she encouraged him with her soft cries.

His right hand quickly made its way to her large breast, grabbing it roughly and rotating it clockwise. Stephanie's moans increased and she once again wrapped her legs around his back, forcing Kyle to grind harder against her crotch. Yanking his head up to meet her's, she kissed him fiercely, sucking on his tongue and biting his lip. Her hands ran up and down his bare, muscle bound back as he continued to dry hump her, and Kyle began to feebly fumble with the buttons on her white business shirt. Stephanie quickly pushed his hand away, marauding her own breasts with her hands. Kyle slowly crawled down her body, lifting her shirt slightly to kiss her beautiful stomach as Stephanie moaned loudly in bliss.

Stephanie quickly pushed Kyle off, rising and moving quickly over to the door. She pressed a button on the side and a door slid shut. 'Now that we can't be disturbed, it's time to stop fucking around.' Kyle sat and stared as Stephanie unclipped her skirt, throwing it to the floor. Then, slowly she reached down, removing her black lace panties one leg at a time. Then button by button she opened her white business shirt, allowing it to rest on her shoulders, barely covering her enormous breasts. Almost fully naked, she signaled Kyle to approach her. Kyle rose and slowly walked Stephanie back against the door. 'Kiss me.' She said.

Kyle leaned in slowly, but was forced away as Stephanie shook her head. Taking Kyle's hand, she isolated a finger and said 'Here,' before guiding it down to her crotch and allowing it to slide inside her depths. Kyle allowed his lips to run down her neck, brushing the skin between her breasts, over her soft stomach and her trimmed mound until finally he found himself in front of her dripping snatch. Grabbing her sweet ass, he wasted no time in plunging his tongue deep within her cunt, eliciting a scream of delight from the billion dollar princess. Her hands gripped his curls tightly as his tongue delved inside of her, his fingers roughly grabbing her ass as she moaned. Using one hand to steady herself, Stephanie roughly mauled her own chest with her free hand, pinching her nipples and moaning loudly. Kyle's tongue flicked her clit with reckless abandon, and Steph's shrieks applauded Kyle's efforts.

'I can't take it any longer. Get up here and fuck me bitch!' Steph said, pulling him to his feet and ripping at his pants. His pants were no sooner down than Steph had a hold of his dick, quickly guiding it into her well lubed snatch. She moaned in ecstasy as he filled her with his cock, and Kyle groaned in satisfaction. Not wasting a second, Kyle swiftly lifted Stephanie up, slamming her against the door and pounding up into her as if his life depended on it. Stephanie's hands searched for any hand hold she could find as her shrieks filled the room and the slapping of skin against skin resounded throughout the cabin. Kyle's cock blasted in and out of her cunt as she moaned in bliss, her head banging fiercely against the roof of the plane. Kyle grunted fiercely as he fucked her senseless, the pain of her fingernails running across his back only heightening the pleasure he felt as he fucked this princess. 

'Cum in me you fucking hot prick! Ahhhhh.... Fuck yes.... I want your cum... ahhhh.... inside me!' Kyle was beginning to tire and he was slowing. 'No you fucking don't you cunt! You're gonna fuck me til I cum!' Stephanie pushed off the wall, forcing him to the ground. She began to bounce on top of him, not missing a beat as his cock thrust deep inside her dripping snatch. Kyle's hands mauled her large breasts as her snatch pounded against his member, willing him to cum inside her. 'I'm getting close! Fuck yes!... Oh fuck!.... Cum inside me!... Fuck yes!... Cum in me!... Ahhhhh.... Make me pregnant! AHHHHH!' This was all Kyle could handle and he rolled her over and began pounding her pussy harder than ever, his cock so close to erupting he could feel it. He felt her cunt tighten around his in orgasm as she shrieked at him and his cock exploded inside of her. His hips spasmed and his virile semen erupted from his cock into Stephanie's cunt as her hands pulled him deeper inside her and she moaned in pleasure and satisfaction.

'I haven't been fucked like that in years.' Stephanie said as Kyle's cock grew limp inside of her. 'I hope you can keep that pace up for a while because I swear to God, until I'm pregnant, that cock is mine.' She then got up, got dressed and left without another word.