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My Sister's Mouth

By: Intrigue4849



DISCLAIMER: The characters within this story are all over the age of 18. The story takes place during the summer after the narrators High School graduation, in which he, his twin sister, and her best friend have already been 18 for a few months.

*****

"What the fuck, Dad? That's so unfair! What am I supposed to do for a whole month? I'll go CRAZY stuck here!!" I heard my sister shouting as I walked in the front door.

"You should have thought of that before you put that doobie in your mouth!" my Dad shouted back. "I didn't raise my daughter to be a pot-head. You're not to hang out with that girl anymore, and your language just bought you another month."

I heard her door slam, followed by the frustrated screech I knew too well.

Oh, I thought, she finally got busted. My sister, Anna, had been hanging out with a girl of questionable character. Her name was Heather; she was by far the hottest girl at our High School, her family was disgustingly wealthy and apparently that gave her a sense of entitlement that she could do whatever she wanted. More recently, that meant smoking pot all day, every day and shopping; LOTS of shopping.

"Don't just linger in the doorway, Daniel, get out of the way," my mother said from behind me. I moved aside so she could get by, while I went back to the car to get my other bag. I had just returned from a road trip with some friends of mine. My mother picked me up from the airport after my cross-country flight from California. 

My best friend, Tommy, had been accepted to Berkeley and wanted to drive his car there so he would have transportation for work and school and such. Tommy, our mutual friend James, and I packed up and made a two-week long trip of it, stopping at scenic locations and other not so scenic locations we wouldn't tell our parents about. We had just graduated High School, all of us had turned 18 prior to, and James was determined to find the best pair of tits between here (Arnold, Maryland) and Berkeley. After getting Tommy setup at his new place, James and I hopped a flight home to BWI.

As I came in with my second bag, my Dad saw me. "Hey son of mine, how was your trip?" he said as he smiled and ruffled my hair. I hated when he did that.

"Good, Dad." 

We had stopped at a lot of really cool places. You know, the St. Louis Arch, Grand Canyon and all the usual touristy places. I had pictures I would show them later. 

"Tell us about it at dinner, I've got to get to the hardware store before it closes," and off he went.

I picked my bags up, and headed to my room on the second floor of our two story house. It was adjacent to my sister's room, and had a guest room at the end of the hall, on the opposite side. My sister got the better of the two rooms; it's slightly bigger, with a bigger closet and a door connecting to the only bathroom on that level. The ground floor consisted of the usual rooms, living room, dining room, kitchen, and our parent's room was at the opposite end of the house from the other bedrooms. It was an odd layout, but since we couldn't hear them and they couldn't hear us, it was a nice arrangement. Our backyard consisted of my Mother's garden, my Dad's shed, and our new pool. Dad had it put in last spring and it made my sister and I quite popular with our non-pool-owning friends.

"Hey D," my sister, Anna, said as I was unpacking. She was leaning against the frame of the entrance to my room eating a cup of yogurt. She was wearing a thread-bare V-neck shirt, which made it very obvious she had no bra on as her nipples were quite visible, a pair of my boxers rolled up at the waist and small ankle socks, her hair in a ponytail.

"Hey Anna Banana," I replied, smiling at her, trying not to look at her chest. My sister had really grown into her body the last year or so. The awkward teen High School years of "finding herself" had produced several versions of "Anna". There was the sporty Anna, who had played field hockey and soccer; Cheerleader Anna, which was torture on my 16 year-old self. All her cheerleader friends bouncing around in those tiny outfits was enough to give a guy carpel tunnel. Punk Anna came about after she caught her first boyfriend boffing one of said cheerleaders. She quit the squad and took to a short bob hair style, with pink streaks, had gotten her nose pierced and wore heavy eyeliner and eye shadow. Finally, she had arrived at this post-high school version of Anna. She kept the nose stud, grew her hair back out past her shoulders, dyed it back to her natural honey-blonde color and basically wore whatever outfits she deemed appropriate for her mood that day. Apparently today was "fuck it" day. 

My sister and I were fraternal twins; that was about all we had in common. I had been semi-nerdy and shy as long as I could remember, only coming into my own when I was 16 and Tommy had convinced me to take weightlifting with him as our Phys-Ed elective. Now I was semi-nerdy and shy but with a wiry muscular build I was proud of. It had gotten a few of the football jock types off my back. My sister, however, was popular, bubbly, outgoing and had no trouble at all making friends; especially guy friends.


"How was your trip? Bring me back something cool from Cali?" she asked.

"I was only in California for a day, but yea, I did. Let me get them out of my bag," I said.

I dug around in my bag and found the bottle of sand from the one beach we went to just to say we'd put our feet in the Pacific, and the bag of pot I'd gotten from one of Tommy's suite-mates at Berkeley. It wouldn't be Berkeley if pot weren't readily available now would it? James and I were a wreck getting through airport security, but his "foolproof plan" had worked out after all. He'd stuffed the bags in jars of peanut butter and gnutella; which apparently was enough for the TSA agent inspecting our things. It's not like we had weapons, right?

As expected, she was ecstatic.

"Oh my god, D, you are the best brother ever. Dad grounded me for two months, and forbade me to see Heather anymore. I thought I was gonna dry up!" She was relieved to not have to go without pot for a few more weeks. I'm contributing to my sister's depravity, I chuckled to myself. I knew she wouldn't rat me out if Dad found it. That was one quality of my sister that had not changed with her many personas. She was honorable, no doubt about that.

"No problem sis. A bit of California's beach and bud will brighten up your jail sentence," I joked.

"I'll be right back, then you can tell me the behind-the-scenes version of your trip, not the lame version you're going to tell at dinner." She went back to her room for a few minutes. When she returned she had her nail polish set, a towel, and a stool. She sat in my computer chair and got prepped to paint her toe nails.

I told her all about the stops at various cities and towns on James' quest to find "The Perfect Stripper Tits" as he put it. His conditions were that they could not be fake; they had to be a natural large C to low D-cup, perky, with no larger than quarter-sized nipples. We found quite a few, and James was broke by the time we got to Phoenix. I told her the story of Tommy scoring us a case of beer, only to have most of them burst in the trunk while we took a tour of the Grand Canyon. Our stuff was drenched and the car smelled like beer the whole ride afterward. We're lucky we didn't get pulled over. A DUI in the middle of Arizona would not have been fun. She got a big kick out of my description of Tommy's suite-mates. Especially the clichéd hippie we'd gotten the pot from. 

As I recanted my tale of our cross-country exploits, my sister diligently painted her toes. She was facing me but slightly angled, with one foot on the stool in front of her, and the other crooked in the chair, sort of indian-style but tucked under her. The boxers had ridden up and her labia were straining the material. I had a full-on view of my sister's camel-toe, and since her attention was on her feet, I had the green light to stare. Since I could make out the outline of both lips, and even the beginnings of her clitoral hood, I assessed that my sister either shaved or waxed the hair on her pussy. It made me wonder if she did the whole area or if she had some sort of patch or something above. 

"Dan?" she interrupted my reverie, "you okay?" I shifted my gaze just before she looked up at me. Apparently I'd trailed off in my story telling. I was a bit distracted.

"Oh uh, yea, just kinda out of it from the plane ride," I said. It was only half-true, it wasn't the reason I'd trailed off, but it was a long flight.

"Well, put on some music, I still have to do my other foot and I don't want to walk while this one is wet. Don't mind me," she said, placing her other foot on the stool and leaning down. Now I had a view of her cleavage in the tight V-neck shirt she was wearing. Was she aware of how little there was to her outfit?

Finding my IPod, I plugged it into my dock, fired it up and hit shuffle; Foo Fighters, Hero – nice.

I turned back toward Anna, moved around her carefully so I didn't bump her and mess up her nail-painting, and pressed the power button for my computer. As it was booting up Anna said "I used your computer a little while you were gone. I usually ask you first but you weren't here, I hope that's ok.

"Yea, whatever, as long as you aren't hacking into the CIA mainframe or downloading kiddy-porn," I joked. She was kind of technologically challenged anyway. I made a mental note to check my history later, just out of curiosity. 

After a while, she had finished her other foot, and put those weird toe things on. "Hey, can I roll your chair into my room and bring it back later? I wanna watch tv," she asked. She had a tv and I didn't, just like I had a computer and she didn't. It was kind of a tradeoff we had worked out to get our parents to buy them for us.

"Sure," I said. "I'm going to take a shower anyway. I feel kinda gross from the plane; plus, I haven't had a truly good shower in days. Some of the motels we stayed at would make your skin crawl." I gave a heebie-jeebies shake for effect and she laughed as she rolled out of my room.

I grabbed some comfy lounge clothes and headed for a shower.

*****

I returned from my long, luxurious shower to find my chair had been returned. I could hear my sister talking on her cell-phone, which meant she was otherwise occupied. I shut my door and sat down at my desk. My computer had gone to sleep again while I was showering, but it quickly revived and I was soon clicking on my Google Chrome icon.

Jackpot.

My history had numerous porn websites listed. My sister had not even tried to cover her tracks. It occurred to me she most likely did not know how. I scrolled down, taking notes that most of the links were blowjob videos and 69 videos. Apparently my sister had a fetish. I spotted one link that caught my interest. It was a google search listing in the middle of some of the bj sites. I clicked on it and it brought up a search result page for "oral fixation, blowjobs". Interesting, I thought. My sister must really like giving head. I thought about it for a second, and then wondered why she hadn't had more boyfriends. Surely if my sister was some kind of fellatrix word would have gotten around school. She was popular, sure, but I could count the number of guys she brought home to our parents on one hand. She's probably careful, or not slutty about it. I told myself. I didn't want to think of my sister as some kind of whore.

I filed away the information in my head, erased the history, scanned for any viruses she may have inadvertently downloaded and fired up Call of Duty: Black Ops. The campaign is my favorite thing to play, you know, to "unwind" a bit. There's nothing like mowing down terrorists in the comfort of your own home. 

*****

Later that night, I regaled my family with the G-rated version of my trip as we ate Lasagna. My parents were interested in the scenic, touristy places we'd visited, while my sister kept making subtle comments alluding to our not so G-rated activities. I gently kicked her under the table, which got me a sly grin but shut her up nonetheless. I showed them photos on my camera, the questionable ones having already been removed earlier.

After dinner, we all helped clean up the kitchen and settled into the living room to watch a movie. My dad is a Netflix nut and decided it was his turn to pick a movie. We all groaned, as he always wanted to watch horror movies or some kind of psychological thriller. Sure enough, he picked a movie called "6 Souls" with Julianne Moore and the guy from "From Paris with Love." My parents got comfortable on the couch, while my sister and I sat in the love-seat couch, per usual. She had changed into yoga pants and was wearing a shirt that wasn't showing as much of her nipples as the previous one. I had changed into some comfortable pajama style pants and a t-shirt. I had forgone boxers this particular night, as I had not done laundry in some time, and only had one clean pair I intended on wearing tomorrow.

As the movie played on it got increasingly more "thriller-y" and as expected my sister leaned into me for protection or something. I put my arm around her shoulders and she laid her head on my chest. She kept jerking when the creepy guy would suddenly appear; it was kind of cute.

Eventually, she fell asleep. I noticed when she began twitching like some people do when they fall asleep. I saw that her arms had goose bumps, so like a good brother, I reached behind me with my other arm to the blanket folded on top of the couch. As I brought it around her to cover her up, she stirred and her hand dropped into my lap.

Yep, directly onto my cock.

I glanced in the sliding glass door's reflection, where I could see her face. Her eyes were closed, her mouth partially open, and I could feel her breathing was slow and steady. She was definitely asleep.

My cock, on the other hand, was waking up - fast.

I adjusted the blanket so it covered all of her, and part of me, mainly where her hand was. I had decided to let this play out as long as she was asleep.

After a short time, my cock had reached its full potential. I'm not huge, but I'm no slouch either. I've never actually measured it but I'd say its maybe 7 inches. It had pushed up into her hand, parting her fingers. Her hand was now loosely holding my cock through my pajama pants. My cock is in my sister's hand. I thought. I was ecstatic.

I kept checking her reflection to make sure her eyes were closed, and paid close attention to her breathing. I slowly began to rock my hips, effectively jacking off with her hand. Oh wow, this is so fucked up. I thought. If she wakes up she is going to freak.

I was so focused on my gentle motions and my sister's unconscious state; I had failed to realize my parents had stopped the movie and turned off the TV. I ceased my activities and acted disappointed.

"Aw man, it's almost over, let's just finish it!" I begged.

My mother shook her head and said "Another night, Danny, your father and I are bushed. Be a doll and carry your sister up to bed, please."

I waited while they trudged off to their room before I stood up. I didn't want them to see the raging boner I'd gotten while essentially snuggling with my sister.

I hefted her up and carried her to her room. She was out. I placed her in her bed, covered her up and retreated to my room. I opted to skip finishing myself off, as my erection had already subsided and I realized I was actually tired. All the traveling and motel rooms must have caught up to me; a good night's sleep in my own bed sounded delicious.

I was asleep in minutes.

*****

I awoke sometime in the night to my sister whispering loudly "Danny, are you awake?"

"Hmm, yea, what is it? What?" I groggily replied.

"Can I stay in here? That movie gave me bad dreams." This was nothing new, although it had not happened in quite a while. When we were younger my sister would often crawl into bed with my parents. After a while they put a stop to it, but then she just came and got in mine.

I scooted back so she could slide in, which she did, and as she got herself situated she backed her ass right up into my crotch. I went to scoot back further, but she reached behind her to my arm and brought it around her. She tucked my hand under her belly, and sighed.

"Thanks. I missed you while you were gone, D. Beth went to the beach without me and Heather's got a new boyfriend. I was so bored. I'm glad you're back. Will you hang out with me while I'm grounded?" she asked.

"Yea, sure Anna, but I'm really tired right now can we talk in the morning?" I asked her, trying not to sound annoyed with having been woken up.

"Sure, sorry," she replied.

And so I fell asleep again, this time holding my scantily clad sister closely, while I was wearing only a pair of loose pajama pants.

*****

I awoke in the morning with one of those morning piss-hardons guys sometimes get. I had to extricate myself from the tangle of limbs that I was in with my sister. I was gentle about it so as not to wake her up, but she stirred anyway.

As she rolled over onto her back, her shirt rose up and little more than half of her left breast became visible. I snuck away to take care of my bladder, and when I returned she was in the same position. I checked my bedside clock for the time; 11:13. It felt good to sleep late for a change, and I had "not having to stuff myself into a car for hours" to look forward to.

I slowly crept back into my bed, unscrupulously careful to not disturb my sister, for fear that she would move again and I would lose sight of her exposed breast.

All that traveling, looking for the perfect tits, and they were right here at home. They had to be 34C or something close to it, I couldn't really tell with her lying on her back. She had quarter size areole, and her nipple was slightly hard, I assumed from being exposed to the breeze from my A/C vent. James, eat your heart out.

My phone chirped with an incoming text message, and scared the shit out of me. It also had the adverse effect of waking my sister up. Thankfully, she sat up quickly from the shock of the sudden loud noise, and her shirt covered her before she noticed the eyeful she had been giving me.

"Smmhuuh?" she groaned. "Mmmm...what's going on?" 

"It's okay, it was just my phone. I got a text messaged," I said.

"Oh. What time is it?" she asked.

"Almost 11:30," I replied.

My text message was from a number I didn't recognize. Can you wake up your sister, I've called her twice.

"It's for you Anna, someone called your phone and texted me when you didn't answer, "I said.

"What's the number?" she asked.

I read it to her and she bounced out of bed, obviously excited; "BETH'S BACK!" she shouted, and ran to her room.

I smiled at her departing form, and trudged off to the kitchen for some breakfast.

*****

Beth arrived a bit later, bikini in hand, obviously ready for some pool action. She was quite bronzed already from her beach vacation, which she was currently telling my sister all about.

I had changed into my trunks and was heading outside to get the leaves out of the pool before we all took a dip.

"Hi Dan," Beth said. She had a sexy tone in her voice, like she was flirting with me. This was new.

"Um, Hi," I smiled awkwardly.

"You look good. Been hitting the gym?" she asked.

I tried not to let my ego swell as she admired my muscle tone. I'm not buff by any means, but I've gotten quite defined you might say. "Yea, Tommy and I took weightlifting last semester, easy credit," I replied.

"Not bad, Dan, not bad at all," she smiled coyly, not at all shy about checking me out. 


My Sister's Mouth Ch. 02



I awoke the next morning to the ringing of my cellphone. I groaned and reached to my bedside table, annoyed at having been woken up. It was James.

"Dude, what time is it?" I asked, not even trying to hide the contempt in my voice.

"Oh come on," he said. "I know its summer and all but you act like 11am is too early or something. You're sleeping the day away, bro."

"Alright, alright; what do you want, James?" I asked, getting out of my bed and heading to the bathroom I shared with my sister at the end of the hall.

"I have court today at 1, for that ticket I got when we went to Preakness. Come with me and I'll buy you lunch." He said it more like a demand than a request.

As I walked to the bathroom, I glanced at my sister's door, which was open. Memories of what we'd done the night before washed over me, arousing me slightly. I grinned and poked my head into her room. She was lying on her stomach with her feet in the air, texting like a fiend. She didn't look up and I continued on into the bathroom. I turned on the shower as I let James stew in my silence.

"Come on, D-bag. You owe me at least that. It was your fault I got the ticket," he said, laughing at the last part.

"How do you figure?" I laughed back.

"You were yelling at me to get in the left lane and I was so flustered from driving in the city, you know I hate driving in the city, I didn't even see that cop, man."

I laughed as I remembered the incident. He swerved into the left lane at my direction, cutting off a police cruiser of all things. The officer immediately pulled us over, issuing him a citation for aggressive driving and changing lanes without signaling. I didn't even realize that was an offense in Maryland, as something like 75% of people do it in this state.

"Ok, but you're taking me to Hooter's for lunch," I conceded.

"Ahaha, roger that, I'll be over in 40." he said and hung up.

The officer ended up not showing up, so James got off without so much as a fine. No testimony either; just got up and left. We still went to Hooters; as was the original deal. I knew he didn't mind; what red-blooded American does, especially a breast-man like James?

He had a huge crush on a girl that worked here; a former class-mate of ours who graduated when we were sophomores. Jennifer Allanson, the cheerleading captain, Homecoming Queen and Student Body President, now works at Hooters. In a way it made sense, she was popular, but not too bright; she obviously knew her body was to die for. She probably made good money here and it was probably preferable to stripping.

"Another coke, Dan?" she asked me.

"Yea, thanks Jen," I said as I raised my glass at her.

"Man, mark my words I'm gonna marry that girl someday," James said, staring at her orange-clad butt as she walk away from us.

I laughed and nodded, watching as well before going back to my wings and fries.

When I returned, I heard laughing in the back yard. Either my sister had made up with Beth or she had one of her other amazingly hot friends over for a dip. I raced up to my room, stripping my clothes off. Retrieving my suit from the bathroom where I'd let it hang out to dry, I slipped into it as I went in the guest bedroom to look out the window overlooking the backyard. 

Beth.

Apparently, they'd made up. I couldn't decide if this was a good thing or not. If Beth returned the toy, Anna might not need my help anymore. You told her it was a one-time thing, Dude, I told myself.

I grabbed a towel, and went outside to join them.

"Hello ladies," I said. My confidence had been radically boosted since the encounter with Beth. I was no longer shy around her. 

Beth eyed me up over the top of her sunglasses. "Hey sexy," she said.

"Where'd you run off to this morning?" my sister asked.

"James had court, I went with. No worries; the cop didn't show up so he walked without even a fine. We went to Hooters for lunch and now I'm here with you two vixens." As I rattled off my story, I set myself up in a chair a little away from them. My sister tossed me the sunblock.

"It's super-hot out today, D. Grease up," she told me, smiling coyly. I'd been wondering what kind of attitude we were going to have around each other since the "incident" last night. Apparently my sister was just fine with it, our interaction thus far not being awkward in the slightest. I briefly wondered if she'd told Beth what we'd done.

I looked at Beth, who was watching me rub lotion on my body. "So I see you guys made up," stating the obvious.

"Yea, your sister can't stay mad at me," she joked. "She needs me."

She needs you alright, I thought. She needs your sex toys and your tongue. I sat down in my chair before I started becoming aroused by my thoughts of them. 

"You're lucky you're cute," was all that my sister said before reclining her chair back to lay flat. Beth did the same, and so we all basked in the sun in silence for a while. Eventually, it was Beth that broke the silence, standing up and heading for the pool.

"Would anyone care to cool off with me?" she asked.

My sister declined, placing her IPod buds in her ears, but I stood to join Beth. She walked into the pool by the stairs near the house, while I went around and used the diving board to launch myself in. I'm of the opinion its best to just jump right in to cold water. When I surfaced, Beth was slowly swimming towards me. 

"Hey handsome," she smiled at me.

"Hey yourself," I smiled back.

Beth looked at my sister, who had turned over onto her back. She then wrapped her legs around my waist and arms around my neck. "I jerked off twice last night thinking about you," Beth told me. Her words instantly arousing me, I put my hands on her butt under the water, and together we just treaded water.

"So how'd you guy's patch things up?" I asked her.

"Your sister loves me. She can't stay mad at me. Also, when I left yesterday, I took her beloved throat dildo, that kind of helped things along. Her hair brush doesn't cut it these days," she laughed, running her fingernails up and down my back. "As for the issue with having caught us, I convinced her I was just helping you out like I help her out. There were no feelings involved, which she seemed okay with; enough to forgive me at least. I'm okay with it too; if you haven't noticed already, I enjoy being used by you two hotties."

Her hands on my skin and her words in my ear were having an effect on me, which she could surely feel pressing into her. She was wearing a mint green two piece, and I could see her nipples hardening beneath her top. 

She released me, using my body to lunge backwards as she swam back into the shallow end. She hopped onto the side and turned back to me. She crooked her finger at me in a "come here" motion, as her other hand pulled the crotch of her bikini to one side, showing me her bald pussy. I looked over at my sister, who was still laying on her stomach listening to music. In an instant I weighed how I felt about her, how I felt about her knowing about Beth and I versus actually seeing Beth and I together, and then I looked back at Beth's exposed goodies and said "Fuck it."

I swam over to Beth, staying hunched in the shallow water so my face was directly in her crotch. I looked up at her and said "I've never done this before, but I've watched so much porn, I think I ca-" she cut me off by grabbing me hair and pulling me into her pussy. I took as much of her into my mouth as I could, sucking her inner lips into my mouth, tasting the chlorine of the pool, her sweat, and then finally her delicious nectar. This woman tasted like some kind of candy.

I was instantly addicted. I lapped at her folds, finding the small bean at the top. I felt her twitch and her hand tightened in my hair. Running my tongue over and across it, up and down and side to side, I varied the motions as I heard her make the sexiest moaning gasps I'd ever heard, even in the pornographic movies I'd watched. She wrapped her legs around my neck, hooking her ankles together behind me, and laid back on the concrete. I opened my eyes to watch her reach under her top with her left hand to play with her breast, while her other hand remained fastened to my head, directing me with hair pulls. I quickly learned she liked it slow and hard, with long flat strokes up and down, and then she would pull me off which I then would wiggle my tongue in counter-clockwise loops around her button. As she pulled me back in, I would run my tongue up from her entrance to the top before beginning the hard pressured slow strokes she liked.

She was getting more vocal now, her moans increasing in intensity and frequency. I could feel her legs trembling on my shoulders. I brought my hand off her hip and placed my index finger at her entrance, moistening it with the fluids I'd helped her create. I worked it inside her, which was definitely taking things up a notch, as her hips begun thrusting off the concrete.

"What the fuck, guys?" my sister shouted.

Busted.

I dunked myself back into the pool, pushing off from the wall and swam back into the deep end.

When I surfaced, Beth was laughing, "You said you were ok with it, as long as we didn't catch feelings."

"Yea well," my sister said, sitting her chair up, "I didn't think you were going to be doing stuff right in front of me."

"I thought you'd fallen asleep," Beth said. "If you had just kept your damn eyes shut for another minute you wouldn't have even known." She smacked the concrete for effect. I'd had her close. Not bad for a rookie, I decided.

"So sorry to spoil your fun," my sister beamed sarcastically at Beth. I think she enjoyed interrupting us; sort of like she'd gotten back at Beth, in a way. 

"Oh you'll be sorry alright," Beth said, standing and walking toward Anna, menacingly. "You're going to finish what your brother started." 

No way, I thought. Surely my sister wouldn't do that in front me.

Not that Beth gave her much choice. She shed her bottoms and pounced on Anna, smashing the back of the lounge chair flat. My sister was protesting, albeit loosely, laughing the entire time. Beth quickly turned herself around, pinning my sister's arms at her side, and sat on her face. I watched as Anna's body stopped showing signs of struggle, knowing that if she really tried, she could've fought Beth off. 

I wondered how long my sister had been watching us, or if she just enjoyed being dominated. Either way, she had quickly given in to Beth. From my vantage point, I could only assume Anna was happily licking away at her best friend's pussy. 

Beth's sigh of relief was the indicative that that was exactly what was going on. "That's a good girl," Beth encouraged her. "Mmm, finish what your brother started."

I was sharing a girl with my sister. Hot!

Beth opened her eyes and beckoned me over. I pulled myself out of the pool and pulled my chair over where I could watch.

My sister mumbled from beneath Beth, "Mmis Dam mwatchin' ums?" Is Dan watching us?

"He is," Beth replied. Hearing no further argument from my sister, I sat down next to them.

Beth let go of my sister's hands and placed one on my knee. Anna's hands immediately wrapped around Beth's thighs, one hand gripping as much cheek as it could.

My sister's mouth proved to be proficient at eating pussy as well, as Beth was soon gripping my knee and calling out, "ohhh, yesss" as she came astride my sister's face. "You guys make a great team," she sighed. 

When she had finished riding out the waves of pleasure, she stood herself back up, where Anna's face came back into view. It was coated in Beth's wetness, and red around her lips from where she'd rubbed against Beth's stubble while giving her head. She glanced at me and appeared embarrassed at having been watched by her brother while engaged in outdoor lesbian sex.

I decided to go for broke and I dove at her face. I kissed her, tasting Beth's pussy on her lips. I raised my left leg over the chair, straddling my sister as we made out, with her best friend standing half-naked beside us.

"Whoa," I heard Beth say. "Now this is fucking HOT."

Hearing Beth encourage our incestuous behavior, my sister kissed me back, forcing her tongue in my mouth. She wrapped her arms and legs around me, and began humping her hips into me. After about a minute of this, I stood up, holding onto her, and walked towards the house with her little body. 

"Beth - inside, now," I shouted. 

I shuffled into the living room, dumping my sister unceremoniously on the couch. Beth followed close behind, still bottomless. I stood up and pointed at the floor, where Beth kneeled immediately, seemingly having read my mind. Return the favor; right, got it. She pulled Anna's bottoms off, giving me my first good look at my sister's vagina.

She was shaven except for a small stripe above, about half an inch wide and a little over an inch long. Her pussy itself was tiny; her outer lips swollen and blushed from her obvious arousal. She had almost no inner lips to speak of, at least none that protruded beyond the outer labia. It was the most adorable and incredibly desirable pussies I'd ever seen. 

I sat on the couch next to them, grabbing my sister's right hand and meshing her fingers with mine. Beth smiled at us, and dove in to her task. I watched for several minutes as Beth ate her best friend's pussy; my sister's pussy. I was so incredibly hard; my wet shorts were tenting up. I saw Beth's eyes wander to my erection, and then to my face. She ceased her ministrations and sat back for a second, adjusting her position. "Take your shorts off, D, you're getting the couch all wet," she said.

I stood up and shucked them off, tossing them out the sliding glass door we'd failed to shut in our haste to get inside. Beth had her hand on my cock before I'd even managed to sit back down. 

I watched, beside myself as Beth ate my sister's pussy while stroking my cock. Anna placed her hand on my thigh and squeezed as she moaned, the situation increasing her arousal. I turned to look at her face as she stared right at my cock, licking her lips and moaning at the pleasure her friends mouth was bringing her. 

Beth let go of my cock, reached for Anna's hand and brought it to my crotch. She wrapped Anna's hand around it, and began stroking it, only letting go when Anna took over the motion willingly. She then crawled out from between Anna's legs and got between mine, smiling at us. 

"You guys are so fucking hot right now. This is amazing. Brother and sister..." she trailed off as she licked my glans while my sister continued stroking me. I had to agree with her, this was pretty amazing.

She began bobbing her head on my cock in time with my sister stroking me. A quick glance to my left confirmed that my sister had taken over stimulating herself while Beth serviced me. I remembered what Beth had said earlier about enjoying being used by us. I never expected she would enjoy being used by us at the same time. I marveled at the possibilities, wondering just how far we would take this.

Beth released me from her mouth, a devious look in her eye. "Well, seeing as how I've gotten off, and you two haven't, I have an idea." My sister and I just sat there, waiting to hear what her plan was. 

Beth stood up, reaching her arms out to my sister, who took Beth's hands and allowed herself to be pulled up off the couch. Beth then spun my sister around, and forced her to kneel before me. She then kneeled next to my sister and put my cock in Anna's hand. She then grabbed Anna's chin, directing Anna to make eye contact with her. "Come," was all she said. We both knew what that meant.

Beth then crawled backwards, laid on her back and slid under my sister. From Anna's gasping I deduced Beth had gone back to dining on her pussy. Anna looked me in the eye and mouthed silently Oh my god.

I know right? I mouthed back. Are we ok? Is this ok?

She didn't answer, just smiled and then lowered her head.

She repeated our previous encounter, spitting on my shaft, getting it lubricated for her mouth and throat. I'm of the belief that pubic hair just gets in the way. Most guys like to go down on a girl that shaves at least the lips of her pussy, why wouldn't the same apply to women going down on men? Because of this philosophy, I kept the entire region shaved, and felt her saliva drip onto my smooth balls. Remembering her previous treatment of them, I smiled to myself. I was in for another treat.

In her current position, with Beth's arms locked around her thighs and head underneath her, Anna couldn't quite get in the position she wanted to reach my balls, so I quickly adjusted my posture. I pulled my knees up, bending my legs to plant my feet on the couch. I tossed the couch cushion behind me onto the floor, and slouched down into the couch further. This opened my legs quite wide, spreading myself lewdly open to my sister. She smiled up at me, and lowered her head to my balls.

She did as she had the previous night, taking first one then the other into her mouth. She suckled them gently, bathing them with her tongue, before sucking and moving her head back until they popped wetly from her mouth. With her left hand she lifted them, while her right kept stroking me. She nibbled on the underside of my sack, even running her tongue across the knot of my ass, which caused me to twitch involuntarily. She did this several times, before sucking my scrotum into her mouth, moaning from whatever it was Beth was now doing to her from down below.

She was rhythmically being rocked from Beth's ministrations; I assumed Beth had added fingers to the mix and was currently finger-banging my sister. This had apparently kicked things up a notch for Anna, who abandoned my sack, skipped teasing my shaft and gone straight to throating me. She was obviously working towards orgasm and needed my rod in her mouth to assist her, so I didn't mind helping her out, even if it meant missing out on phase 2 of her blowjob routine. She ran her hands up my sides to my chest, through my matted chest hair, still wet from the pool, and tweaked my nipples. I'd never had this done before, and it turned me on immensely, sending a surge of blood to my cock head. My sister moaned around my shaft, taking me deeper and deeper with each stroke, as her body was rocked harder and harder from the increasing activity from whatever Beth was doing to her. 

I wrapped her hair around one hand and said "I'm going to cum in your mouth again, Anna. You gonna come with me?"

She forced me into her throat again, moaning with her orgasm, while somehow making the swallowing motion that caused her throat muscles to pulse, seemingly milking my cock. I came with her, my cock pulsing right back with each deposit it made into her.

She took it all, and then pulled off of me, gasping and still moaning from her own orgasm. "Ohhh fuck yes, your cock, D, oh Bethie, stop, stop, ohhhh, yess." She slumped over onto the floor, mumbling incoherently.

Beth sat up and turned to me, her face disheveled.

"You said you were going to cum in her mouth...again?"

Oops.

"You guys have done this before?" Beth asked.

I just stared at her, not knowing what to say. My sister wasn't much help. She just lay there, curled up on the floor still basking in her own orgasm. She either didn't know what to say either or was just out of it, not realizing what was going on.

I sat there, having just come in my sister's mouth, looking back and forth between both half naked women on the floor in front of me, trying to come up with some explanation. Finally, it was my sister that spoke.

"I pretended I was you and we did what you did with him so I could come, since you took back your toy, you indian-giver," she spat out breathlessly. 




My Sister's Mouth Ch. 02



I looked back at Beth, feeling my cheeks flush. We'd just admitted to having willingly entered into incestuous activity before today. For some reason, this admission felt ten-times worse than having just done it in front of someone. At least with what happened just now, we could claim heights of passion had obscured our judgment. Last nights agreed-upon affair had been planned.

"You two are something else..." Beth said, her eyes passing from my eyes, to my saliva-drenched cock, and to my sister, who was still slumped over on the floor.

Beth stood up and sat on the couch next to me, but leaning away against the arm as she digested this information. Her best friend was blowing her brother, seemingly on a regular basis. I thought about what she could do with this information. Would she tell anyone? Could she keep it to herself? She could ruin us with what she now knew.

My sister apparently had no trust issues, as her breathing indicated she had fallen asleep. I remembered she had napped yesterday after her romp with Beth, and wondered if this was a pattern. I felt the couch shake as Beth laughed softly. "Is she really asleep on the floor?" she asked me.

"I think she is," I replied. I sat forward, picking the couch cushion up and put it back in its place. I gazed at my sister's bottom-less form, before I knelt to pick her up. I placed her gently on the couch next to Beth and then sat in the loveseat, still naked, still contemplating the future.

"Beth," I finally spoke, "you can't tell anyone."

"D, relax. I'm not going to tell anyone. I think it's hot. It's different; unexpected. Society tells us this kind of thing is wrong, but I know you two love each other. We're young, experimenting with sex. I know your sister has been dying to find someone she likes and trusts to practice on, that wouldn't run their mouth. It makes sense it would be her brother; you can't tell anyone," Beth said to me calmly. 

"Besides, now I can get pussy and cock all in the same location," she smiled sexily. Her words had caused my cock to stir again. She noticed, and slid off the couch carefully, trying not to wake my sister. 

She crawled across the living room floor, clad only in her mint green bikini top. I could see the cheeks of her delicious ass undulate as she moved towards me, her green eyes scanning my naked form. When she reached the loveseat, she knelt in front of me, running her hands up my legs, across my stomach and chest and around my groin, not making contact with my cock or balls; just feeling my skin.

"Tell me, D, are you a virgin? Have you ever had this," she asked as she finally grabbed my hardening cock, "inside a girl?"

"No. Well, yes, but it didn't count." I said.

She laughed at my answer. "What do you mean it didn't count?"

"Well, Lindsay and I sort of did it, but we were really drunk after junior prom. I don't remember much, we woke up naked together on the floor of Karen Telly's parent's room. I still had the condom on and there wasn't anything in it so I know I didn't finish." I remembered that morning well enough. Karen had specifically said no one was allowed in her parent's room, and had found us there, naked, with beer spilled on the carpet; boy was she pissed.

"So I was your first real blowjob," she said. "How would you like me as your first real fuck?" she asked, crawling up my body, into my lap.

"I-, I dunno, I mean, I would like it. I would love it," I stammered nervously. "Would Anna be okay with it?" 

"Just don't fall in love with me. Who knows, maybe she'll want some too," she whispered in my ear, her hot breath exciting me further. Fuck my sister? I thought. Could I actually do that? Would she want to? The thought of Anna in my lap in place of Beth quickly had me hard. Beth began sliding her pussy along my cock, pressing it to my belly while she shed her bikini top.

As she slid on my cock, she pulled my head into her chest, shoving her perfect little tits in my face. I took her left nipple in my mouth, giving in to her desire to be my first. I gripped her ass with both hands, and pulled her against me, sliding my erection through her nether lips, coating it in her arousal. 

"I don't have any condoms," I told her.

"Shh, I'm on the pill," she whispered in my ear. She reached underneath us, grabbing my cock, stroking it a few times. Happy with its current saturation level, she aligned it with her entrance, and just hovered there with the tip just inside her. 

She placed both hands on my face, and pulled me in for a tender kiss. After releasing me, she sat back and looked me in the eyes, watching my reaction as she slowly descended on my naked cock.

Having only Anna and Beth's mouths to compare it to, I didn't know what to expect; what with this being an entirely different organ and all. I was not prepared for the sensation that greeted me. It was like being gripped in a hot, wet, velvety sheath that clung to its intruder. I couldn't decide if it felt like it was welcoming me in or trying to push me back out, but it felt exquisite. She slid down the shaft, rocking her hips side to side, until she was firmly planted in my lap. Having closed my eyes, I opened them to her beautiful face just watching me through half-open eyes. The sensation of my entering her had not been lost on her either, as evident on her face. 

She gave a content sigh, and leaned forward into me, forcing me to lay back in the loveseat. She kissed me again as she slid up my shaft, and back down. As she slowly rode me, she sat up, placing her hands on my shoulders. I now had a perfect view of her delectable b-cups bouncing in my face as my virginity was being taken by my sister's best friend, whom against instruction I was starting to develop feelings for. How could I not? She was gorgeous, fun, smart, and she was riding my naked cock in our family loveseat. I chalked it up to being "in lust" and would revisit my current feelings at another point time, when I wasn't balls deep inside of Beth.

As I lay there, watching her enjoy herself on me, I was thankful that I'd just come a few minutes ago. The sensation I was experiencing would have had me on the brink already. My previous orgasm had given me just enough stamina that I thought I could last long enough for her to come as well. Beth began to softly moan in my ear, placing her head on my shoulder. She kissed my neck in between moans, picking up speed. I alternated stroking her naked back, and gripping her ass as she rode me with increasing urgency. 

She slowed down in to hard thrusts, as I felt her body tighten up. This is it, I thought. I'm making this sexy thing come on my cock. She hissed into my ear, digging her fingernails into my back and shoulder. Finally she slowed to a stop, and slumped against me. 

"Mmmm...thank you for letting me take your v-card, Dan-O," she said coyly. "That felt great."

We just sat there for a minute, holding onto one another. Finally, she started moving again. "Your turn, big boy," she said, leaning back so I could see all of her.

I reached up to play with her nipples and cup her breasts in my hands. I played with them while she rode me at a pace that felt fantastic. She took the index and middle fingers of my right hand and put them into her mouth, sucking on them like she would my cock. This new sensation increased my arousal, pushing me towards orgasm.

I then felt a new sensation between my legs, something hot and wet on my balls. Beth's left hand had my right, holding it to her mouth, sucking on my fingers and her right hand was gripping my shoulder, so it wasn't her. I peeked around her to the larger couch, where we'd deposited my passed-out sister.

Empty...

The couch was empty, which could only mean one thing. I sat forward, clutching Beth to me, and looked around her and down to where my sister was kneeling between my legs, running her tongue along the underside of my scrotum. I watched as she reached up to Beth's ass, and pulled her cheeks apart.

"Oh my god, "Beth said. "Is that Anna?"

"Yes. We appear to have been busted, again," I said, "though she doesn't seem to mind this time."

"Ohhhmyyygodddd," Beth moaned. I couldn't see exactly what she was doing from my angle, but I could only assume Anna was tonguing her friends asshole while her cunt was stuffed full of my cock. 

"Yes, yes, yes, yesssss," Beth moaned. Anna alternated between licking Beth and sucking on my balls, bringing me to orgasm in less than a minute since I'd discovered her down there.

"I'm gonna come," I told them. I noticed I'd gotten in the habit of telling them; it just came naturally.

What happened next was completely unexpected.

My sister leapt to her feet, grabbed Beth under both arms and yanked her off me like a rag doll. I watched wide-eyed as Beth fell backwards onto the floor and my sister dove on my cock.

I began my orgasm before she could get it in her mouth, the first spurt hitting her square in the face. She sucked my cock into her mouth, tasting Beth's juices on my shaft as well as my own spurting from within. She sucked every last drop out of me, pumping me with her hand, and slapping the head onto her tongue. I watched her turn into some sort of come-fiend.

"What the hell?" Beth finally said, pissed at having been dumped so rudely onto her back. 

"Sorry," Anna said, now embarrassed at her behavior. "I really wanted it." 

We all just laughed. As I began to jerk from the over-stimulation I was receiving from my sister still pumping my cock, she released me, and began cleaning up her face, licking her fingers clean of the come she had collected.

We didn't talk about her overpowering need to have my seed in her mouth. We just let it go and began to clean up from our activities. I'd gotten the couch wet from my swim trucks, and the loveseat had a spot from where Beth's juices had dripped down, and another from where some of my come had splattered. 

Beth left soon after, as Anna still was not allowed to have guests over and our parents would be home from work soon. I went outside to do my normal Wednesday routine chore of mowing the grass in the front yard, while Anna went upstairs to shower and do whatever else girls do when confined to the house for two months.

Life is good, I said to myself as I opened the shed to get the lawnmower. As I began the mindless chore of lawn-mowing, I let my thoughts of Beth take over. I thought about her and Anna; their friendship, our new arrangement and the feelings I'd had while Beth and I had been intimate. I didn't know where she wanted to take things, but I knew that something was developing inside me, feelings I'd never had before. I couldn't decide if they were because of Beth, Anna or both of them. One thing I knew for certain was that this was definitely the start of something great.

I mowed the entire front yard with a boner-induced tent in my shorts.



My Sister's Mouth Ch. 03



I had finished mowing the front yard just as my Dad got home, and was wheeling the mower to the back yard to return it to the shed. The back yard had very little grass beyond the pool area so I'd get the weed-whacker out tomorrow and trim. Since my Dad always came home about 15 minutes later than my mom, I thought it odd that he was here and she wasn't. He parked his car in the driveway and got out to go inside.

"Hey Dad," I called out to him. "Where's Mom?"

"She went to pick up the ottoman from the cleaner," he replied, still walking towards the house. My Aunt Jackie, my mother's sister, had spilled wine on it during her previous visit. She had a habit of talking with her hands and got a little overzealous telling a story about her dog attacking the UPS man. "I'll need you to help me bring it inside when she gets home."

He stopped on the stairs, turned to me and asked, "Is your sister behaving? I trust you not to lie to me, Daniel. She's not sneaking out while we're gone or having people over when she's not supposed to, is she?"

I pretended to be distracted with something stuck in the lawnmower's wheel while I thought about my answer. He'd put me in a tough spot. I was scared to death of lying to my father, but the new dynamic of the relationship with Anna and Beth was too precious for me to risk. Lie to my Dad, or get Anna in trouble and sacrifice all the sexual gratification I'd been receiving? After a moment's hesitation, I decided it wasn't really much of a choice.

"Other than my outing with James earlier this afternoon, I've been home with her since I got back from Cali. It's just been the two of us; hanging by the pool, reading; you know, quality sibling bonding time." I couldn't look him in the eye while I lied to him, so I maintained my charade of dicking with the lawnmower while I spoke.

"Well, alright then. I just can't stand to see her wasting time with that spoiled, bratty Collins girl. That girl is what's wrong with society today. Her father gives her everything and she just comes to expect handouts and for all her problems to disappear by throwing money around. I raised my children to be better than that. Help me keep an eye on Anna, Daniel. She loves you and respects you. I suspect she'll listen more to you than to me," the last part trailing off as he made his way to the house.

He could really rub it in, couldn't he? Here I am bringing pot back from California for my sister and her friends, banging both of them, well...sorta, right in our family home. Way to make me feel like a hypocrite, Dad. I thought. He was right, though. My sister always took my advice. Even after Mom and/or Dad would counsel her, she would always come to me. We were practically the same age; I was only about an hour older; but for some reason she developed the little sister complex anyway. 

I decided I would respect his wishes and try to get Anna to take more control of her life. To my knowledge she had no real plans for college. We'd just graduated and for all I knew she was just going to go to community college. Maybe I could talk her into trying for late admission and going to McDaniel, like I planned on. It wasn't too far away from where we lived; we could still see our friends and parents, she could make new friends in the dorm on the Hill, and best of all, we wouldn't have to be apart.

As I put the lawnmower back in the shed, I realized my feelings for Anna might be problematic. A brother shouldn't feel this way about his own sister.

*****

My mother got home shortly after and began making dinner while Dad and I brought the ottoman in.

Afterwards, I went upstairs and took a shower, ridding myself of the chlorine, sweat and stink from my afternoon activities. When I walked into my room with only a towel around my waist, I found my sister using my computer. I should call it our computer; she used it almost as much as I did. Not that I minded, on the contrary, I'd always liked being around her; even more so in light of recent developments.

I pushed my door till it was not quite shut, leaving it open about an inch so we would hear Mom when she called us down for dinner, and stripped off my towel, hanging it on the hook on my door. My sister noticed my nakedness, and turned to face me in the swivel chair.

"Nice, Dan; I see we've tossed all sense of modesty out the window," she said, eyeing me up and down.

"Nothing you haven't seen before," I smiled and sauntered unabashed over to my drawer to get some underwear and a t-shirt.

She swiveled the chair around to follow my movements, and rolled towards me. When I had retrieved my underwear and t-shirt from my top two drawers, I turned around to find that she was right smack in front of me. She leaned forward and kissed my stomach, encircling her hands around my waste and grabbing my ass.

"Mmm, nice and clean..." she said as she licked my belly button. That was another first for me, and felt strange; good, but strange. She was initiating something here, and it aroused me. Our parents were right downstairs and could call us down at any time. Here I was, with my sister fondling my naked body, my cock rapidly hardening.

She brought one hand around to hold my shaft, while the other hefted my balls from behind.

"I like that you shave," she told me, feeling the soft texture of my freshly shaven skin. "Dan, what we're doing is supposed to be wrong. Do you feel weird about it? I don't know if it's because we've always been so close or what, but it doesn't feel weird to me. It doesn't bother me at all; in fact it feels kind of natural now that we've broken down the "this is forbidden" barrier.

I took the opportunity to pull my t-shirt on and dropped my boxers on the floor by my feet. She took the unspoken hint, and knelt to hook my feet through the holes. As she pulled them up my legs, leaving them around mid-thigh, I looked down into her eyes. I hesitated a second, framing my reply in a philosophical approach. Finally, I said to her "Banana, you know I love you more than anything. You're my best friend as well as my sister. As for this, yea it was weird at first. Hell, it was super-weird today, doing what we did in front of Beth. It's only weird because it's not supposed to happen. Do I mind that it is? Hell no, I love it. We've always been close, and it feels sort of natural. The weirdness is only there because society tells us we're not supposed to do what we've been doing. It's just our preconceived notion of what's socially acceptable fighting with our primal nature to mate. That's all." 

She smiled up at me, as she had resumed her previous activity of playing with my half-hard shaft. "So it's ok if I keep playing with this anytime I want?" she asked.

"Do you hear me complaining?" 

We both laughed softly.

I took hold of the back of the chair and rolled her with me, so I could sit on the bed as we continued our conversation. "What do we do about Beth?" she asked.

"What do you want to do about Beth? She's your best friend. Whatever else she is to us now, that's secondary. We've known her since we were what, three? I won't lie, I've had a crush on her for years but I would never do anything because she's yours. It's great that you have shared her with me, but I won't do anything that would hurt you. You come first, Anna; always and forever." I pushed my face into hers for our signature eskimo-kiss; something we'd done since we were kids. As we rubbed noses, I couldn't help but give her a peck on the lips. 

She sat thoughtfully for a minute, staring down at my cock, which had hardened under her ministrations. Finally she bent her head down and licked the crown, drooling on it a bit. I just watched her toy with it, waiting for her to make her decision. After another minute of soft suckling, she sat back up and said "She really likes being involved with us. When I talked to her while you were mowing the lawn, she wouldn't shut up about how hot it was to be hooking up with twins. I'll share her with you, D. But you have to promise you two won't run off and forget about me. I couldn't bear losing you to her. You two are the most important people in the world to me, besides Mom and Dad obviously, and if you both left me, I'd be crushed."

"That won't happen, Anna-Banana," I told her as I kissed her forehead. 

Just then we heard Mom shout "KIDS! DINNER!"

"So, are we good?" I asked her, standing to dress myself for dinner.

"Yea, we're good," she said, smiling.

******

After dinner, we settled in the living room for our routine. It was my turn to pick the show or movie we would watch, and I decided on "The Avengers," which had just been added to Netflix the previous week. Being of the nerdy persuasion, I was big on superheroes and such. My mother groaned with my selection, Dad was ok with it as he had been a big fan of Iron Man growing up. My sister feigned interest, I assumed because she knew I liked it and was adopting the girlfriend-like role of taking interest in things I liked. Our new dynamic was certainly to my advantage.

Anna and I got comfortable on the loveseat, appreciating that the large ottoman was now restored to our use. We propped our feet up together on it, as Anna covered us with a blanket. Her legs mingled with mine, and she cuddled up to me like she normally did. We'd always been this way, so it was nothing new to our parents. Stretching out, I held her close, my arousal from our pre-dinnertime conversation quickly returning; her firm, warm body so close to mine igniting my teenage libido. She slid her hand under my shirt, laying her palm on my belly and tucked her fingers under my waist band. It was just enough to keep me aroused, the possibility that she might explore further. She did not disappoint.

My viewing pleasure was made even more enjoyable by my sister's wandering hand. She caressed my freshly shaven skin, brushing her fingers over the head of cock. At one point she just rubbed the glans with one finger, using my pre-come as lubricant, just enjoying teasing me, keeping me hard throughout the movie. While she played with me, she would ask me who certain people were, what their super powers were and why they were significant to the movie. It was cute, and I enjoyed talking to her in whispers, our faces so close together while she was toying with my erection.

A little more than two hours later, the movie ended and my parents headed to their end of the house, leaving Anna and I alone in the living room. Her hand still down my pants, she finally took a firm grasp of my cock and gave one slow pump, with just the right pressure. A large dollop of pre-come oozed out and dripped onto her fingers and my belly. She tossed the blanket off of us, and pulled the waist band of my pants up and over, where she could see the prize she held in her little hand.

"I love your cock, D," she said in a low voice. Now that are parents were gone we didn't have to whisper, but it's not something she wanted to risk being overheard either. "I wish you could just not wear pants, ever."

I chuckled, thinking it over. "I don't start work again until Monday. We could pretend to be nudist's for a day if you want. I wouldn't mind lounging around the house with my naked sister all day."

She giggled and said, "We could work on our all-over-tan out by the pool. Mmm...we'll grease each other up...I'll make sure to pay special attention to your white bits," winking at me as she released my cock and traced her finger along my tan line.

She released my waistband unexpectedly, and jumped to her feet. "Come on, let's go upstairs," she said as she skipped off towards the stairs.

I folded the blanket and placed it back on the loveseat, watching her cute little butt bounce in her tight pajama pants. I followed her up the stairs and smiled when she went into my room instead of continuing on into hers.

When I rounded the corner, I was astonished to see her naked back as tossed her shirt in my hamper and leapt onto my bed. It occurred to me that in our previous encounters, I'd yet to play with her breasts. I'd never really even gotten a good look at them. The only time I'd seen them was when her left breast had been exposed to me while she slept next to me the day before last, and what little I could see of them in the dark the night she first blew me. My smile grew larger as I shut my door and went to join her on the bed, excited to finally have an opportunity to end the sexual suffering she'd inflicted on me during the movie. 

"Put something on, I want to sleep in here," she said, pointing towards my monitor as she worked her way under the covers. I knew she usually fell asleep at night with her TV on, I'd been the one to show her how to set it to automatically shut off, so I obliged. Detouring to my computer, I rolled my chair off to the side so we could see from the bed. As the monitor came to life she clicked off the lamp and the room darkened. I fired up Netflix again and put on "The Office." It was good, mindless sitcom background noise; perfect for what I thought might take place when I joined her in my bed. 

When I turned around to get in bed, I was blasted in the face with something cotton. I reflexively grabbed the offending item, my sister giggling at having startled me. It was her pajama bottoms. Unless Anna was wearing underwear, which I'm pretty sure she wasn't, she was now naked in my bed.

I dropped them on the floor, pulled my shirt over my head and shucked my pants down in record time. She giggled again at my eagerness and lifted my side of the covers back so I could join her.

As I slid in next to her, our naked skin collided. She was so warm and smooth against my hairy legs; she felt amazing. I tossed the covers over me and scooted in until I was pressed against her, running my hands from as far down her legs as I could reach up to her perfect C-cups, confirming she was indeed as naked as I.

She cooed at the sensation, enjoying what was, most likely, her first time being completely naked with a man. She put one leg over mine and leaned her face into my chest, pressing her nose into me. She wrapped her arm around me and held me close, breathing in the scent of my body wash.

"Mmm...sometimes I use your soap in the shower just cause I like how you smell," she told me. I smiled knowingly; I did the same thing with hers.

"Sometimes I use your shaving gel because it smells like you," I told her, reciprocating her admission. We'd clearly been into each other for longer than we realized, or admitted to ourselves. 

While the loving embrace was nice and everything, this little minx had been teasing me for hours, and I intended to do something about it. She gave a pout as I pushed her off me, which I quickly interrupted with a kiss. I pressed my forehead against hers and said, "You've had me on edge for hours, and now you're naked in my bed. Either you're finishing what you started or I'll do it myself."

She smiled at my aggressive attitude, and rolled on top of me. "Oh yea?" she asked coyly.

"Damn right," I replied, sighing with the feel of her warm skin straddling me. Hers was only the second body I'd had on top of me like this; not counting Lindsay and the prom party fiasco. I ran my hands across her skin, down her legs, and up her ribs, touching her hardened nipples with my fingers. I rolled them between my index and middle fingers, pulling ever so slightly. She moaned at the contact, and I alternated this action with cupping them in my palms.

She took my cock in her hand and laid it on my belly before settling down on top of it, splitting her labia open around the shaft. I looked down and in the dim light could see about an inch of my hardness peeking out from her folds. Her fluids seeped out and around my erection, her natural lubricant generously coating me.

She moaned softly, placing her hands on my chest, and slid herself along my shaft. "Ohhh, D..."

I placed my hands on her hips, feeling the little nubs of her pelvis. I used them to guide her up and down as she slid back and forth. As she rocked back and forth, grinding her clit against the soft underside of my shaft, we both became lost in the pleasure. She was essentially masturbating herself with my cock, not ready to go all the way just yet. I was fine with letting her be in control. If she really wanted to, she could have; I wasn't going to force the issue. What she was doing was just as pleasurable for me as it appeared to be for her. It felt like something between a handjob and a blowjob, and the realization that my cock was being pleasured by my sister's pussy was the catalyst for my orgasm. 

"Anna...babe...I'm nearly there," I told her, maintaining my tradition of announcing my intent. She groaned and increased the pressure on her up-slide. She wrapped her hand around the tip of my cock, pulling it up against her pussy and rubbed the frenulum with her thumb, it was a delightful sensation and my come shot out, coating her fingers. I leaned up to her, kissing her as she kept up her motion, ceasing when I finally collapsed back onto my pillow.

I watched as she lifted her hand in front of her, looking at the dense coating I'd given her fingers in the light of the monitor. She brought them to her mouth and slowly licked each one clean, knowing I was watching her. Remembering her outburst today with Beth, I wondered what the fascination with my come was all about. I wasn't sure if it was a topic she'd want to discuss, or if I should just leave it alone; but it sure was hot.

"You didn't get to come, sweetie," I said, realizing as much. 

"That's ok. You can make it up to me tomorrow," she said, slumping down next to me, pulling the covers over us.

She snuggled up to me, resting her head on my chest, as we watched "The Office" until we both fell asleep.

*******

I woke the next morning to the delightful sensation of her warm naked butt pressed into me, her hand grasping my morning wood between her legs.

"Morning," she said feeling me stir.

"Hi," I replied, still in a fog.

"You were poking me with this, and it woke me up when it almost went inside me. You're a horn dog in your sleep...must have been a good dream."

The prospect of being inside of her turned me on immensely. I wondered if and when that could become a reality. She let go and rolled over to face me. 

"Wanna shower with me?" she asked.

"Sure, let me pee first," I answered. 

"K."

I extricated myself from my bed and went to walk to the bathroom when I noticed my door was open. I closed that, didn't I?

"Anna, did you leave the room at all?" I asked her.

"No. Why?"

"I'm 99.9% sure I closed it when I came in behind you last night. It's open now and since neither of us sleepwalks, that means someone had to have opened it. Which most likely means one or both of our parents saw us together. Normally, I wouldn't care since we've done this since we were like 5, but last night was a bit different..." I leaned against the wall, blank faced; that feeling you get when you know you might be in trouble settling in my gut.

"Yea...or maybe you just didn't shut it all the way. If it was them, and they didn't wake us up to scream at us, they must not have realized we were naked. Don't be such a worrywart. Today is naked day, don't spoil it," she said, walking past me to go to her room. "Hurry up and pee so you can wash me," she said, playfully.

I complied, shaking off my thoughts of being found out. If they had realized we were naked, surely they would have woken us up to berate us about it. The scenario I decided upon was that my Dad went to make sure she hadn't snuck out sometime in the night, and had peeked in my room when she wasn't in hers. 

It took a minute for my erection to subside enough that I could urinate. The panic I'd felt from thinking we'd gotten caught helped a little, enough that I could complete my task. I flushed, and started the shower, prompting Anna to enter the bathroom, still gloriously naked. I was finally seeing all of her in full lighting and she was perfect. Her blonde hair cascaded messily down her sun kissed skin, her nipples stood out on her perky, young breasts, hardened by the chilly air conditioning. Her ass proportionate to her bust, giving a sort of balance to her form, and her landing strip accentuated her otherwise hairless body. 




My Sister's Mouth Ch. 03



Studying her naked form soon had my erection back in action, saluting her beauty. She smiled at me and struck a pose, "See anything you like, big brother?"

I just smiled back as I looked her up and down. I watched as she opened the shower door and stepped through, admiring her ass. 

"Daniel McAllister if you don't get your ass in here and wash me-" 

I was in before she could finish the threat.

I joined her under the hot spray, brushing my hair back as she pressed herself into me.

"Have you done this before?" she asked me.

"Nope, shower virgin here." I replied.

"Me too, well, other than with Beth and in the girls locker room" she admitted. "Never with a boy though, not since we were little."

She turned my body with hers until she had access to the soap and shampoos. She handed me her yellow loofah and her girly body wash, and stood there expectantly. I poured some into the loofah and got it wet before I slowly and carefully began washing her body.

I knelt and started with her feet, placing one and then the other on my shoulder while she steadied herself in the shower stall. I peeked between her legs as she had her leg up, admiring her little pussy. I tried not to use too much force or go too fast, not wanting to cause so much friction that it was not pleasurable. I soaped her calves, her thighs and ass. She turned around so I could wash her stomach and chest, pressing her ass into me, my hardness sliding between her cheeks and against my belly. She stood on her tippy toes and then back down to normal, sliding my length between them as I soaped her front. I made sure my hands had plenty of suds before I abandoned the loofah and took both of her breasts in my hands, soaping them; fondling the soft, yet firm with youth, pliable tissue. I soaped my hands again with the loofah before reaching down and washing her pussy. I stroked her outer lips, and then parted them, washing her inner folds without penetrating her. I didn't know a lot about feminine hygiene, but I assumed there were other products that were for such things.

As I toyed with her clit, Anna reached one hand behind her to grasp my thigh, a soft moan escaping her parted lips. She let me have my fun for another few seconds, before she spun us again and rinsed off. Still standing under the spray, she reached for the shampoo. She handed poured a dollop in her hand and reached up to my head. I'd only had someone do this to me when getting a haircut, but having my naked sister massage my scalp felt scores better.

When she finished, we switched again and I rinsed the suds out and turned back to her. She smiled and held out her loofah, "You forgot to do my back." I took it from her, and she spun around and lifted her hair, showing me her back, the tanned landscape marred only by the white horizontal line her bikini tops had left behind from her time spent in the sun. I soaped her back and shoulders and rinsed her loofah. Switching positions with her so she could rinse, I lathered up my own loofah and held it out to her, smiling.

"My turn," I said excitedly. 

She chuckled and knelt at my feet, repeating the same actions I had. She washed my feet, and legs, purposely bumping her head into my erection. She looked up at me, laughing. "Hey, watch it or you'll put somebody's eye out," she said before continuing. She reached around, soaping my cheeks, while she took the head of my cock into her mouth, gently sucking while she washed my buttocks. I moaned and leaned my head back, enjoying the different sensations. She released me, and stood, smiling at me as she washed my chest and stomach.

When she'd finished she spun me around and washed my back and shoulders. Satisfied with her job with the loofah, she placed it on the rack and as I had done to her, used her hands to finish the rest.

She pressed herself against my back, her breasts pushing into me from behind. She reached her left arm around to clean my cock with her soapy hand, stroking more than was necessary to lather it, while her right hefted my balls. Her fingers massaged my parts with the soap as lubricant, causing delightful sensations that brought forth grunting noises I barely noticed making.

She kept up her stroking with her left hand, bringing her right hand back around and down my ass. She slipped her hand beneath me, rubbing my asshole with her soapy finger, and continuing on to cup my balls from this new angle. 

I had hunched forward a bit, becoming overwhelmed by the contact with my asshole. It was relatively unexplored territory, but I was not disgusted by it at all.

"Want me to keep doing this?" she asked.

"Ohhh...only if you want to make me cum all over the shower wall," I responded.

After another few seconds, she released me completely, making me groan with the sudden loss of stimuli. She pulled me into the stream, standing aside so the water would rinse me. Satisfied that I was devoid of suds, she pushed me back out of the stream and sunk to her knees. She enveloped my cock in her sweet mouth, cupped my balls with one hand and used the other on herself. 

As she blew me, she masturbated herself. Our erotic shower had her so turned on, and since she now had my cock in her mouth, she was determined to get both of us off.

As she fondled my balls, she returned her finger to my asshole, which was still a bit soapy. She rubbed the knot, lubricating me, and experimentally pushed her slender index finger up until she slowly began penetrating me. I groaned at the sensation, and hunched forward, holding her head in my hands.

Realizing I was not averse to her "extracurricular activity", she diddled my ass and kicked her blowjob up a notch as she began to come from her clit play. She began throating me, as only she could do, and in no time I was giving her my seed. 

The first spurt launched right down her throat; for the second and third, she backed off a bit and let me fill her mouth. It occurred to me she must like the way I taste, as I could feel her tongue swishing around my head. I looked down at her as she brought her hand from between my legs, and began jacking me as she released me from her mouth, milking the rest onto her tongue.

"Damn Anna, that was the best shower ever," I said, breathing deeply.

"Mmm...yummy," she said, swallowing what I'd given her. "All clean?"

"Just about," I said. "We didn't wash your hair yet."

"If we're going in the pool, I'll wait and do it later. I don't want to wash it twice; it's bad for hair to wash it too much."

"Oh," I said, having learned something.

We each rinsed a final time. Satisfied, we shut the water off, stepped out and dried off. She took her time drying her hair with the towel and brushing it as I went to my room to gather my laundry.

When she'd finished she came to my room. "Ah ah ah! No clothes!" she said, seeing I had shirts in my hand. 

I chuckled at her admonishment. She really wanted to be nude for the day. "I was just getting some laundry together while you brushed your hair," I told her. "I didn't forget our arrangement."

"Ok then. Let's go eat and lay out. I wanna see if I can ditch these tan lines. Since I'm grounded for a while I bet I can, what else have I got to do?" she smiled, shaking her lighter-shade-than-the-rest-of-her tits at me.

*******

After we'd wolfed down some sandwiches and chips, we took our phones, some towels and sunblock and went out by the pool. Our backyard was pretty secluded. Unless you were hiding in the woods, you couldn't see anything. Our Dad's shed hid the only view our neighbor might have had of the pool area, enabling us to have our day of nude sunbathing, perv free. 

Having satisfied our sexual appetites, at least for now, we were able to lotion each other with near minimal distraction. As promised she took extra care in applying it to my "white bits" as she called them, stroking my cock for longer than she needed to with sunblock. I laughed at her and said "I think it's gonna be pretty well shielded Anna-B." She giggled, realizing she'd gotten lost in just holding it, and released me. When we were satisfied with our coatings, we kicked back side by side to bask in the perfect weather, just enjoying being in each other's company.

Sometime a bit later, Anna's phone rang; I recognized the ring tone as the one she'd assigned to Beth. She answered on the third ring, "Hey love."

I closed my eyes and listened to the one-sided conversation.

"Yea, we did. I slept with him all night. No, not slept with. We SLEPT, you kinky bitch."

"I'm not sure we're ready for that just yet," she said laughing. I swear my penis had ears as it lurched from its typical flaccid position, fighting gravity to lay across my thigh as it started thickening.

"I may have spoken too soon, it appears Dan's cock is readying itself as we speak," she laughed hysterically at her own joke.

"Yea, we'll see where the road leads. Don't rush me, bitch...Nothing much, the usual, laying out by the pool. Though this time is more fun than most...Why don't you walk your sexy self over here and find out...Just come in, we're out back. Byeeeee," and she hung up.

"Beth's coming over," she smiled.

"Yea, I gathered that much. She gonna join us in our nude sunbathing adventure?" I asked.

"Duh, Beth loves her body and loves to be naked. You don't think she was aware that that white bikini was basically transparent?" she laughed at her friend's shamelessness.

We resumed our tranquil relaxation, turning ourselves over to bake our backsides. We were both laying with our buns being toasted when Beth came outside.

"NICE! Naked tanning; love it!" she exclaimed.

I rolled onto my side to greet her, showing her the other half of my nakedness. I watched as she quickly disrobed, revealing her slim, nubile body to me yet again. Both of these women were breathtakingly gorgeous, and I felt extremely lucky to be in their presence. Naked Beth pulled the nearest lounge chair closer to me and tossed me the sunblock. 

"Come on studly, be my cabana boy," she demanded, raising her eyebrows at me twice, in rapid succession, like a sort of wink you do with your eyebrows instead of blinking one eye.

I sat up as she laid on her chair, ogling her naked form as I dolloped the warm liquid on different parts of her body. I started at her feet and worked my way up, paying special attention to her "white bits", on the premise that I did not want her to burn. She didn't complain, she welcome my wandering hands, parting her legs allowing me to apply sunblock to her labia and breasts, cooing sexily at my touch. When I'd finished her front, she rolled over and at her prompting I straddled her body to do her backside.

As I hoisted myself on top of her, my cock found itself a home in the cleft of her ass, where she exclaimed humorously, "I feel a hot dog in my bun," and flexed her cheeks. My sister thought this was absolutely hilarious and even snorted a bit, making us all laugh even harder. 

When we'd settled down, I used the lubrication from the sunblock to massage Beth's shoulders and back. She moaned in delight as I worked my way down her back. When I'd done all I could from my position, I slid down further and added some more sunblock to her tight little butt cheeks. As I had unfettered access to man handle them, I greased them up, one in each hand and did my best at massaging her glutes, enjoying the view immensely. From my new position I could see the tiny crinkle of her anus winking at me each time I pulled her cheeks apart, and as I slowly drew my thumbs up and out, kneading the muscles in her ass, her now-moist pussy opened for me. Several times I watched her juices run in beads from her entrance down her labia to her clit before getting rubbed back in when I brought my thumbs back together for another stroke.

"God Dan, that feels amazing. Fucking hell, I've been here fifteen minutes and I already want to mount you," she said, rising up on her elbows. She looked over at my sister, as she couldn't see me from my position behind her. I stopped kneading her ass and began rubbing her clit with the thumb of my left hand.

"Be truthful, how many times have you molested him today?" Beth asked my sister.

"Once last night, and once this morning in the shower; we've just been enjoying being nudists for the day. We've only been out here a little over an hour, maybe," Anna told her.

"So, I can have a turn then?" Beth asked her. I felt like a piece of meat; strangely enough it didn't bother me. Beth was asking my sister if she could take me for a spin; outside, by our pool where we were all naked. How could that possibly bother me?

"Yes, you horny little trollop, you may stick my brother's cock in whichever hole you desire, I get him all to myself at night." she said, raising her sunglasses and sticking her tongue out at Beth. Her statement was one of the most perverse things I'd ever heard her say, and turned me on immensely. If I wasn't already hard as steel, it surely would have done the job.

"Mmm goodie; Danny boy – fill me up," she said, rising to her knees, offering her upturned butt to me. 

In my current position, I didn't have to move much. A quick wiggle let her free her legs a bit more so she could place herself in a comfortable version of doggy style, called the seated wheelbarrow, while I slipped in behind her. I leaned back and slipped my hand down to align myself with her soaking wet entrance. When I'd placed the head in, she took over, pulling herself into me with her legs.

Beth moaned with the contact, "Ohhhh that's deep. What the fuck position is this? Points for creativity Dan-O."

My position afforded me a great view of our coupling, and I resumed roaming my hands on Beth's ass and legs. I even began lightly rubbing Beth's rear entrance, drawing more moans of pleasure from the auburn haired vixen.

My sister was lazily stroking her clit with one hand, watching the action taking place a mere five feet away. "That does look pretty interesting," she said as she masturbated.

I couldn't move very much in this position; I was just sitting with my hips angled up and out, thrusting my cock out as far as I could for Beth, maximizing the contact. From what I could tell I was bottoming out in her canal with about a half an inch left to spare. She reached one hand underneath her and began frigging her clit, thrusting against me vigorously. She bit down on the shirt she had discarded, muting her moans of pleasure so as not to attract unwanted attention should our neighbors be in ear shot. She spat it out just long enough to mumble, "one finger, just one, please, do it please," and then stuffed the shirt back in her mouth as I slowly slid one well lubricated finger into her tiny asshole. She moaned loudly into the shirt as she came, riding out the pleasure with a few more thrusts before going limp, with my still-hard cock still inside her.

I let her enjoy it, lightly scratching her back and ass with my close-cropped fingernails. Finally she lifted off me, and turned around to face me. She leaned forward and kissed me, stroking my cock before saying "In my mouth or in my pussy, dealer's choice." Then she looked menacingly at my sister and said, "No funny business, missy." We all laughed, recalling my sister's antics in her desperate attempt to steal my come from Beth during yesterday's romp. Looking back at me she asked, "How do you want me?"

I gazed at her naked form, and then at the different surfaces around me. Lounge chairs, picnic table, diving board, pool... I decided I wanted to try the position I loved most in all the porn clips I'd watched. It looked like it felt fantastic and I wanted to experience it. I stood up and held out my hand for Beth to take. She did so and I led her over to the picnic table, where I turned around and sat facing Anna, so she could see. I spread my legs and motioned Beth over to me. She looked intrigued and went along with my direction, being my sex puppet for the time being. I turned her around also facing my sister, and pulled her into my lap, reverse cowgirl.

I knew Anna had a fantastic view as Beth reached down to place my cock back inside of her needy pussy. I watched as my sister rose and brought Beth's lounge chair right in front of us. She lay back down and resumed masturbating, watching us fuck.

Beth rode me up and down, slowly, as I held her firm cheeks in my hand. I leaned back against the picnic table and watched as she slowly ramped up speed, bouncing up and down, her cheeks jiggling slightly with the impact of every down stroke. She reached between our legs, fondling my balls, which had begun to tighten, eager to deliver their load into this hot young thing working so hard to retrieve it.

"You got anything in there for me?" she asked. "I know your sister drained you already once today, but surely a young stud like you can refill often. Mmm...you like that? You like having your sister watch you fuck her best friend? Come in me, Dan. Come in your Beth's pussy. Fill me up. Fill me, fill me, fill meeeee." The combination of the angle of my penetration and her own dirty talk got the best of her, giving her another orgasm, this one more uterine than clitoral. Her pulsing walls and light grasping of my balls coaxed from me my second load of the day. With a groan, my entire body clenched as I fulfilled her request.

"Coming," I shouted, as I flooded her with whatever I had managed to produce since my shower with Anna. With her firmly planted in my lap, it felt like I was making the deposit directly into her uterus.

"Ooooohhh yes, I can feel it painting my cervix. Jesus Christ you fill me up perfectly. Mmmm...shoot it all in your Beth's pussy. Mmm, good boy; good boy..." she leaned back to slouch against me, repeating "good boy" until it just trailed off into mumbles. It was not lost on me that she had referred to herself as mine. My Beth? I decided I liked the sound of that, as long as it didn't hurt Anna in anyway. 

I held Beth to my chest by her breasts, peering around her to my wide eyed sister. "Damn guys," she said, "That was hot." 

"Girl...your brother is a fucking natural. You have got to take this thing for a spin," Beth told her, coming back to Earth.

Anna, tweaking a nipple with one hand and stroking her clit with the other, looked me in the eye and said "After what I just saw, I just might have to."

Sweet mother of god, I thought. Did she just say what I think she said?

Beth laughed and said "Well, he's down for it. I just felt him twitch inside me," while grinding her ass back into me. "I hope I'm around for that. That would be SO hot."

Finally she stood up, expelling me from her sloppy yet still snug sheath. I felt some product of our coupling drip from within her onto my leg and foot as she rose. My sister noticed as well, and apparently felt experimental.

"Come here for a second," she said to Beth, "I want to see something."

Beth grinned and walked around the chair to Anna's outstretched hand. Anna turned sideways in her chair and leaned her head forward. As I assumed she was going to, she stuck out her tongue and made contact with Beth's sloppy pussy. I watched as she pushed her tongue inside Beth, pulling her into her face. She released her and using one finger, pressed it inside Beth's pussy, eliciting a moan from Beth. When she withdrew, I could see our combination of white and clear fluids on my sister's finger and emerging from Beth's freshly fucked snatch. My sister lapped it up like it was delicious, which I suppose to her, it was.

"Yep; I like how you taste, individually and together. It's like a fruity, salty candy. Like a Sour Patch Kid," she giggled, sucking her finger clean. Anna was becoming a cum-slut.

Beth and I took turns using the downstairs bathroom, while my sister moved the lounge chairs around to maximize the sun exposure. When I returned the two beauties had resumed their nude tanning. I took a dip in the pool before joining them. For the rest of the afternoon, we just hung out like normal people who weren't on the cusp of sex addiction.




My Sister's Mouth Ch. 03



*******

Beth left before my parents got home, per the mandate my father had laid out. We doctored the pool area lounge chairs to look as if it was just Anna and I, and it seemed to work. Mom started making dinner and our father arrived right on schedule, 16 minutes after our mother. Staying home with Anna really made me realize how routine life could be, especially for our 9-to-5 parental units.

"We're going to Connecticut this weekend," my father stated as we sat down for dinner. "Aunt Donna's got pneumonia and Frank doesn't think she's gonna make it." 

Aunt Donna was actually his aunt, my Great Aunt, and she was 78. My Dad's parents had been killed in car accident when he was thirteen, and he'd gone to live with his Aunt Donna. They'd been close until he moved to Maryland when he was twenty-three, but he'd always treated her like his mother. 

Donna had been on a general decline in terms of her health ever since her husband, my Great Uncle, Martin died two years ago. Donna's son, our Uncle Frank, who in reality more of a cousin, had been admitting her to the hospital for one thing or the other with increasing frequency. We'd made trips to say our goodbyes twice, and both times she'd pulled through. So my sister and weren't all that bent out of shape when he told us she might not make it; again.

The news did darken the mood, enough that we ate in silence for a while, before Anna said, "When you say 'we'..."

My Dad answered before she finished her question. "We as in the whole family, we're all going. She's been in the hospital already for two days and she's getting worse. Frank waited to say anything because she always seems to get better. You're out of your mind if you think I'm going to leave you here unsupervised. You're grounded; you're coming with us where we can keep an eye on you."

Anna tried to look disgruntled, but I got the feeling she was thankful just to be getting out of the house. Besides, as awkward as our cousin could be, she and Anna used to be close when they were younger.

Uncle Frank married an Italian woman named Marie. She was extremely snobby and holier than thou, but her family had a ton of money. She raised her only child, Carmela, a strict Roman Catholic, and also hired an ex-college professor who lived in the area to home school her. Because she was never exposed to the normal social interactions people get from attending public or even private school, Carmela was kind of strange; socially awkward is the polite way of saying it, but Anna and I always had plenty of things to talk and laugh about after our visits. We never made fun of her to be offensive, we liked Carmela well enough; she was just odd. She was like 'Sheldon Cooper' odd, but without the genius IQ. If we were going to be staying at Uncle Frank's for the weekend, I had no doubt that Carmela was excited we were coming; poor lonely girl.

Anna and I helped clean up after dinner, our father not being in the mood to watch TV or a movie with us. He went on to the bedroom, presumably to call Uncle Frank or read a book at his desk. Our father wasn't the type of man that talked about his feelings. Sitting quietly seemed to do him as much good as some people claim therapy does. Our mother flipped on some HGTV program, grateful, no doubt, that she'd gotten the remote first and was not to be subjected to any more horror or superhero movies.

I went to my room and turned my computer on; Anna hopped in the shower to rid herself of the day's accumulation of sweat and sunblock. While I waited for my turn to shower, I played a game I'd not played in a while, Fable III, just running around doing side quests to pass the time.

Finally I heard the bathroom door open and my sister's close and went off to ready myself for bed. 

I returned to find my sister watching a program on our family Netflix account, some girly show I'd never heard of, curled up in my bed.

"Hey," she said, smiling at me.

"Hi," I smiled back. "Sleeping in here again?"

"If you don't mind; I kinda like it. You're warm, you smell good, and I don't have bad dreams when I sleep next to you," she said.

"No complaints here," I replied. "We're gonna have to play it cool this weekend though. So much family around, someone will notice if we're acting a little closer than normal."

She looked a little dejected, and went back to watching her show while I put on some shorts and putzed around my room, putting my clothes away that I'd left in the wash and Mom had finished for me. I finally turned the light off, got into bed next to her and said "That doesn't mean we can't sneak in some cuddles." I pulled her into my arms, where she hugged me back, and laid her head on my chest. I let her just watch her show while I stroked her hair and rubbed her back through the threadbare t-shirt she was wearing.

As I lay there, staring at the ceiling, I thought about the day's events, and what Beth had said about being "My Beth." I wondered if my sister had heard, and if she had, how she'd felt about it. I wondered if it was something I should bring up or just wait and see what, if anything, came of it. 

While my big head was being analytical, my "little head" was having memories of its own. At the mere thought of "My Beth" it was perking up. Anna's body pressed against mine was certainly help to fuel the fire, and with her head on my chest looking down my body to the program playing on my computer monitor, she had to notice the twitch in the sheets.

She did, and didn't say anything as she slowly slid her hand down under the sheets, and began to lightly touch and stroke my hardening cock through my boxer shorts. I closed my eyes and pulled up on the back of her shirt so I could touch her warm skin. After playing for a few minutes, she slid my now fully aroused cock through the slit in my underwear and resumed her motions, this time with no cloth to lessen the sensation.

It occurred to me that in all the times my sister and I had fooled around, I'd not once been the one to do anything for her. She'd gotten herself off while blowing me three times now, and that just didn't sit well with me.

I sat up and rolled Anna onto her back, leaving over her while she made a pout expression, sticking one lip out from having been disturbed. I leaned down and took her bottom lip in my teeth, nibbling lightly on it, before I kissed her, our tongues dancing. She intertwined her legs with mine, and ran her hands up and down my bare back. 

"I believe I owe you something for last night," I said, smiling. She grinned back at me, with her eyebrows raised. "But first, this needs to come off," I said, tugging on her shirt. I leaned back as she sat up and raised her arms up. I pulled her shirt up off of her, noticing the lighter colored flesh on her breasts was darker than the previous night. The nude tanning had certainly worked; I just hoped they hadn't gotten sun burned, as I desperately wanted to touch them.

I rolled back over hear, leaning down to kiss and nibble her neck. I kissed a trail over her collarbone and down the middle of her chest until I got to her aroused nipples, taking her right one into my mouth as she gasped and cradled my head with her right hand. Pleased that I was not causing her pain, I explored different things I could do with my mouth that I thought might please her. I sucked on her distended nipples. I licked them and nibbled them, biting a little harder until she gasped and wrapped a leg around me. I'd found the threshold with which I could bite without causing her pain, and made a mental note of it. I traced a line of kisses to the other one, and repeated the process, confirming the same threshold with her left nipple.

As I kissed my way down her body to my desired target, I rubbed everywhere I could reach with my hands, caressing her soft skin. When I got to the waistband of her blue cotton panties, I licked along its top edge until I reached her hip, lightly biting the flesh there. I kissed my way down the line of her underwear that drew back between her legs until I reached their apex, where I found a darker blue spot, her arousal evident through the cloth. 

I planted kisses on her mons pubis, trailing down slowly until I was nibbling on her labia through her underwear. She had both hands on my head now, and one leg wrapped around my back, arching her own back up and making the cutest little grunting moans as I teased her. Using my tongue, I moved the gusset of her panties aside, and licked up her silky smooth lips. Evidently she'd shaven in the shower, and she smelled like some kind of flower. Finally, I parted her lips with my tongue, and found that she was indeed sopping wet. I was proud that my foreplay had this effect on her, and proceeded to try on Anna what I'd done to Beth by the pool the previous day.

Going down on my sister was much more fun than it had been with Beth, as at the time I was afraid of getting caught, and was also nervous from not knowing what I was doing. Here, in the dimly lit room with my sister, I knew there would be no judgment, no expectations, and also that I was just doing this for her pleasure. I had my doubts that I could make her come without some phallic objects involvement, and had just resigned myself to making her feel the best that I could.

Up close, my sister's little pussy was breathtaking. Her puffy outer lips, engorged with her arousal gave way to these little curtain-like flaps that barely protruded at all. There was just enough flesh there to split open with my tongue, opening her like petals on a flower. The flesh beneath, pink and absolutely dripping wet with her semi-sweet and slightly tangy nectar. She tasted different from Beth's almost candy-like juices. It was not unpleasant, not in the least; I just noticed it was different. 

Her clitoris was also very small, seemingly to scale with the rest of her pussy. I lapped at the hood, daring it to come out, alternating sucking, licking and flicking. As she began to moan with more frequency, I added a finger to my ministrations, placing just the tip of my middle finger inside of her.

After a few minutes of her moaning and twitching, she stopped me in frustration. She pulled on my hair and said "Stop, stop; I can't take it anymore," grinning down at me. "Lay on your back," she ordered me.

Not one to disobey, I flopped on my back next to her as she practically tore her panties off and stood over me. She turned around and lowered herself onto me. I'd seen this plenty of times in my videos.

My sister and I were in a sixty-nine.

I'd never done this before, and was thrilled with the event. As she settled into place and made herself comfortable, she pushed my boxers down my legs. 

I reached my hands around her and cupped both of her perfect cheeks in my hands, pulling them apart and settling her directly onto my mouth.

"Comfy?" she asked.

"Mmmhmm," I replied, my mouth full of her.

Since I'd had her on the edge already, and she just needed that little extra, it most likely wouldn't take her long. I resumed my previous suck, lick flick alternations, rubbing her other exposed areas with my fingers. 

As I worked on her, I tried not to become too distracted with what she was doing to me. She'd already gotten me thoroughly saturated with saliva and was blowing me steadily, her moans vibrating my cock. With one hand she held herself up, and with the other she held my shaft upright, fondling my balls with her fingers. The new angle and the added element of returning the favor insimul heightened my arousal.

Each time I moaned from the pleasure she was bringing me, so too did she, as the vibrations seemingly traveled from my mouth to her clit, through her body and onto my cock. As she began taking me deeper, I moaned louder and more frequently, which made her moan louder and more frequently. 

With one hand, I reached down and took a handful of her hair, using it to follow the motions of her head. Down, up, down, up, down, hold. She began the pulsing she did with her throat each time she would hold. I was realizing now she did this as she was nearing her orgasm, and it almost always triggered my own, the sensation too much for my inexperienced cock to handle. Up, down, hold, pulse, pulse, up, down, hold, pulse , pulse. 

I then began to feel her legs twitch around my head, her glute tightening in the hand I still had on her right cheek. I diligently sucked and nibbled, licked and flicked the tiny elusive nub, rubbing her little pink anus with her fluids that were steadily flowing from her quim. As she began her orgasm, so too did I. My sister coming in my mouth at the same time I filled hers. Her hips bucked, her throat tightened; she was effectively riding my body, from head to groin, as we both came. I moaned and grunted my pleasure, muted by her pussy firmly locked in my mouth as I refused to stop pleasuring her until she stopped me.

Finally, with a gasp and a loud moan, she removed herself from on top of me, rolling over on to her back. She took my hand and we just lay like that, head to toe for a few minutes.

I must have dozed off, but I awoke to her snuggling up to me, draping the covers around our bodies in the dim light of the monitor. I placed my arm around her and closed my eyes.

She kissed my cheek and softly said "Love you, big brother." 

"Love you too, my sexy sister," I whispered back, and held her until I fell asleep again.



My Sister's Mouth



"Stop ogling my brother, you harlot," my sister shouted, laughingly.

I blushed, and made a hasty departure outside.

After I finished getting all the leaves out of the pool, the girls came outside in their bikinis. My sister's was red, with gold rings on the hips and just above her breasts. It was one I had not seen before, most likely something she bought while shopping with Heather. Beth was wearing a white bikini.

Uh oh, I thought to myself. If that gets wet, I might be seeing a little more of Beth than I ever have before.

They arranged their chairs so as to maximize their sun exposure, and soon began oiling each other up. It was all I could do not to watch as they did each other's backs and legs. I didn't want to get caught with an erection while staring at my sister and her bestie.

I dove into the pool, letting the cold water do its job, and keeping my eyes off the exposed girl-flesh. I swam underwater as long as I could hold my breath, and when I surfaced, they had gotten settled on their backs. I climbed up the ladder and sat on my own chair off to the side, grabbed my book and got lost in its pages, expelling all naughty thoughts of the two 18 year old girls nearby.

After they had switched to their backs and baked sufficiently, the moment I had been waiting for came; they were getting in the pool. I watched them through my sunglasses, confident they could not see my eyes. Once they were in, they dipped themselves up to their necks in the shallow end, and stood back up, doing that thing girls do with their wet hair. Anna's red bikini didn't change all that much, just got a few shades darker. Beth's however, had the predicted result. I could clearly see the outline of her nipples. I raised one leg a bit to hide my imminent hard-on.

"Beth, your suit might as well be clear for fuck's sake," my sister said in a low voice. Beth just laughed as she looked down. "Yea, I guess it is a little risqué," she laughed. "I'm glad I didn't wear it at the beach; I would've gotten arrested or something."

"Do you want to wear one of mine, you know, since my brother is here?" my sister asked Beth. "He's going to see your naughty bits if you wear that."

"Meh, after all the tits you told me he saw on his road trip, these little things probably won't even interest him," Beth snickered.

Boy was she wrong. I don't like huge tits; gravity doesn't treat them all that well. I prefer small to medium tits. In fact, my sisters was at the larger end of my ideal spectrum, while Beth's tight, perky, B-cups were smack dab in the middle of my perfect-o-meter. I ogled through my sunglasses. Oh man did I ogle. 

Having cooled themselves off in the pool, they returned, dripping wet to their lounge chairs. I got a good side-view of Beth's transparent ass, but didn't want to risk being caught trying to peek at anything else. She did look at me a few times. I was starting to think she was doing this on purpose.

After another round of tanning, the girls went in the house to shower the suntan oil off of their bodies. By then Beth's suit had dried and her "naughty bits" as my sister had put it were once again shielded from my eager eyes. I raised the umbrella beside me, to take a break from the sun's rays and went back to my book.

*****

About an hour later, I too went inside. The girls were in Anna's room with the door closed, so I went to my room. Approaching boredom, I decided to kill some time with Call of Duty once again. I went through the motions of starting it up, resuming from my last save point and soon was back to slaughtering terrorists. 

My phone chirped beside me, and I paused the game to check the message I had received. It was Tommy, he wanted to know if I had made it through airport security with the pot. I forgot to call him when I got home, he probably assumed I'd been detained or something. As I was composing my message back to him, I heard my sister's voice from the vent between our rooms.

"This is some good shit," she said. "D brought this back from Cali. He smuggled it on the airplane for me."

"Yea, I don't smoke all that much, it always makes me super horny. But you already know that," Beth laughed.

Wow. Good to know, I laughed to myself. I returned my attention to my message to Tommy.

Then I heard a moan; a sexual moan. One or possibly both of the girls in the room next to me were touching themselves or each other. They must be out of it to not notice the sounds from my room had ceased. I listened for a bit, and heard several more small moans. Holy shit, my sister does girls too? I pictured what was going on in that room, Beth and my sister making out as they caressed each other's bodies. Mmmm...what I would give to be a fly on the wall, I thought.

I finished my message and hit send. I attempted to resume playing my game, but my mind was clearly elsewhere, as I died almost immediately. After shutting the game down, I brought up Netflix and resumed watching The Office from the last episode I had watched before my road trip; maximizing the screen so I could watch from my bed and try not to think about the Sapphic action taking place not 15 feet from my current position.

Halfway through the episode, my door opened slowly. It was Beth.

"Hi," she said. "Can I come in?"

"Yea, sure, just watching The Office," I said nervously.

"I love that show. Can I watch with you?" she asked.

I patted the bed next to me, and arranged the pillows so she could prop herself up. It was then I noticed she was wearing a towel. My brain did some quick calculations: she had showered after the pool to get the oil and chlorine off her body, so she most likely did not put her bikini back on, or that would defeat the purpose of the shower. She had just been either masturbating with my sister, or possibly more, and was now in my room in a towel. I arrived at the conclusion she was either naked, or wearing only panties or a thong as she very clearly had no bra straps showing.

She sat on the bed, modestly, next to me. Her bronze legs stretched out next to mine and made contact with my own. I pretended to pay attention to Michael Scott's antics but in my mind I was wondering why she was in my room, very nearly naked, while my sister was home. She had never shown this kind of blatant interest in me before. What had changed? Was it the weed? She said it made her horny. Was whatever she did with or to my sister in the other room not enough? And then she spoke.

"Your sister is kind of kinky," she blurted out.

I guffawed, literally. "Um, what? How so? Where is she, anyways?" I asked.

"She fell asleep. Don't be dense, I know you heard us. It shouldn't surprise you that your sister and I have messed around. I think all girls nowadays have played with a friend or two. Your sister has kink to her, Dan-o. We've tried different things and various toys but she only seems to get off when she has a cock-sized hair brush handle or dildo stuffed in her mouth." She rattled this off like it was no big deal to be telling her best friend's twin brother about his sister's oral fetish. It had to be the pot.

Since I already knew a bit about it, I tried to act more surprised than I was. I mean, I knew about the blowjob websites and her Google search, but I did not know the extent to which the fetish ran. She couldn't come without something stuffed in her mouth? Damn, I thought. That is pretty dirty.

"I went down on her for like 15 minutes before I shoved my dildo in her mouth. Soon as that bitch got it in her mouth she was going off like a rocket. You didn't hear her?" she asked, incredulously.

All this talk about my sister's sexual inclinations had affected my little soldier. He was soon straining my loose gym shorts, a fact that did not go unnoticed by Beth.

"Ooh, what have we here?" she asked playfully, licking her lips. "You like talking about your sister's mouth being stuffed full of cock?"

"Beth, I –," I started to speak before she cut me off.

"Shhh, I don't care if it's because of her, or the fact that I'm in here in only a towel and a thong. All I know is, I haven't had a cock in months," she put her finger to my mouth to shush me, while her other hand gripped my cock through my shorts. "I won't fuck you, not without your sister's permission, but that doesn't mean we can't have some fun. I just finished servicing one McAllister, what's it matter if I do the other?"

She stood up, and dropped the towel, showing me her sexy, young body. "Come on, sit in the chair. This is my favorite way to do this."

I tried not to appear too eager as I made my way over to the chair. I'd only ever been with one girl, prior to the improvements the weightlifting class had bestowed upon me. I'd been the recipient of a few hand jobs, a clumsy inexperienced blowjob, and very impromptu, short, condom clad, drunken sex after prom. I barely remembered it and thus still considered myself a virgin in that regard. This gorgeous creature was urging me into a chair where she was going to kneel before me and give me a blowjob I was sure would be top-notch.

I sat down, at which point she retrieved a pillow from my bed, and laid it at my feet, and kneeled on it. She giggled softly, pointed to my shorts and said "This will be way better with those out of the way." She reached for the waistband, and I lifted my butt up from the chair to allow her to peel them down my legs. When she had removed them completely, she tossed them onto my bed. 

"Mmmm...nice cock, D," she complimented my erection while running her hand up its length. I sighed at the sensation and slumped in the chair. "Has anyone ever done this for you?" she asked.

"Yes, but she had never done it before and it kind of hurt," I admitted.

"Aww, too much teeth or did she suck too hard?" she asked. "Did you get to come?"

"A little of both I suppose. I didn't want to complain. I was afraid she might stop or be offended and never want to try again," I told her. "And yes, but she finished me with her hand. She said her jaw hurt after a few minutes."

"That's tragic," she said. "Well, buckle up, Mister. You're about to get your first official blowjob. And Dan," she grinned, "I want you to come in my mouth."

My cock throbbed in her hand when she said that. She felt it get impossibly harder. She smiled at me, stroked it up and down slowly. Her gaze dropped again to my cock, at which point her face got a more serious look to it. Like someone about to start doing their homework.

She moved her face closer, and I felt her breath on my groin. She spit on the top of my cock, and rubbed it in with her hand, reaching her other hand up to cup my balls. It felt amazing. Up and down she stroked until my cock was wet with her saliva. She cooed softly, and leaned down to envelope the head in her mouth.

I was overwhelmed with the sensation of Beth's mouth. She licked the underside of the head, the Frenulum, while applying what I considered the perfect amount of suction. She slowly took more and more into her mouth, until she had about half before she came back up only to descend again. She never stopped moving her tongue along the underside. On each down stroke she would extend her tongue and lick beyond what was currently occupying her mouth. I was in heaven.

She pulled off, leaving a trail of saliva from her lips to my cock, and smiled at me. "Feels good, doesn't it?" she asked, leaning back, giving me a great view of her perfect tits while she stroked me.

"No, Beth, it feels amazing," I replied, honestly.

She returned to her task, taking me in a few more times, before she ducked down even lower. As this sexy 18 year old minx took my balls into her mouth, while slowly jacking my cock with a corkscrewing motion, I became overwhelmed. I had never felt anything like this before, nor imagined such a sensation could be felt. I peered down to witness the sight, only to be met with her green eyes staring right back at me.

She had my left testicle in her mouth, my saliva coated erection in her hand, and her eyes on me gauging my reaction; nothing hotter than this moment existed in my short life. The sensations continued as she nibbled and licked my scrotum for another minute, before plunging my cock back into her mouth, continuing to use her hand in a twisting motion. I leaned back to enjoy the orgasm that was building deep within me. When I came, it was going to be a geyser. I managed to stammer out as much, "Beth...I'm gonna cum...and...I haven't for a while, so..."

"Mmmm...gimme all you got, Dan-O," she said before resuming her exquisite blowjob.

I noticed motion up and to my right, and looked in its direction. My sister had woken up, and had gone to find her friend. She had frozen mid-step in the hallway and was staring wide-eyed at the act taking place a mere 5 feet from where she was standing; her friend going absolutely to town on my raging erection. Her eyes tore away from Beth's mouth and hand on my cock, and she looked me right in the eyes.

I came.

I came, hard.

Beth, god bless her, tried to take the copious amounts of come that was spurting into her mouth. She swallowed and swallowed, but it oozed out around her lips and back onto my cock, only to be rubbed in with her hand, as she did her best to milk everything I had and prolong my orgasm. This creature was actively trying to give me the best orgasm I had ever had, and let me tell you, she was succeeding. 

When I opened my eyes again, my sister was gone, Beth was smiling up at me, still slowly jacking me, while little droplets continued form on the tip.

"How was that, sweetie?" she asked sexily, some of my come still clinging to her lips and chin, I noticed some had even dripped onto her left breast. Damn I came a lot., I thought. I could have sworn she swallowed most of it. How is so much of it still all over her?

"Amazing," I blurted between breaths. "No, better than amazing, I can't think of a word that does what you just did justice. Wow, Beth, thank you."

"You're welcome. You taste pretty good there, Danny. You eat a lot of fruit?" she asked.

I laughed and nodded that I did, but then I remembered my sister in the hallway.

"Um, Beth, my sister is awake and she kind of...saw us."

As I told her this, she grabbed the towel off my bed and wiped her face and hands. When she was done she looked at me seriously and said, "I guess I better go face the music, huh?"

With that she got up, leaving me to bask in my post-orgasmic bliss, and to contemplate the situation with my sister.

*****

Beth had left almost immediately after that. I assume my sister was angry at her for messing around with her brother. I felt terrible; like I had broken my sister's favorite toy or something. 

Dinner was rather sullen, my sister avoiding looking at me, and staying rather silent. It was very different from her bubbly demeanor last night. My parents noticed too, and asked her what was bothering her. She couldn't very well tell her she caught her best friend blowing her brother, she couldn't even mention Beth being here while she was grounded. Instead, she went with already feeling the effects of being grounded, trapped in the house and it was only day 1 of 60.

My father was rather proud of himself. "Maybe you'll think about that the next time you're going to do something stupid."

After dinner, we convened in the living room to finish the movie. Since my sister had fallen asleep last night and missed most of it, she opted to watch TV in her room. That's what she told our parents, I knew better. She was mad at me.

I tried to pay attention to the movie, but my mind kept jumping between the incident with Beth, and how lousy I felt for upsetting my sister. When the movie finally ended, I retired to my room, where I changed into some pj's and perused ITunes and other websites for new music to download. I had just began synching my IPod with the new tracks I'd gotten when my sister came in my room. My door wasn't closed, in truth, I had left it open hoping she would want to talk. At that moment I realized this all could have been avoided if Beth had closed my door behind her when she came in.

I stared at her, not knowing what to say. "Anna, I-" I said at the same time she said, "Why'd you do that to Beth?"

I was rather taken aback. What did I do TO Beth? She was the one that offered a free no questions asked blowjob.

"Anna, I think you misunderstand the situation." I began. She crossed her arms, and waited to hear my explanation. "What did she say happened?" I asked.

"I told her I didn't want to talk to her, and she left. I didn't give her a chance to explain why she was choking on brother's cock," she spat, angrily.

"She came in here, in a towel and her panties, having just had se-" I stopped midsentence, realizing what I had admitted.

"SHE TOLD YOU!? About us!? Oh my god, I'm going to kill her," she shouted as loud as she knew she could without our parents hearing her.

"Anna, calm down. She didn't really have to tell me. I could...hear...through the vent," I pointed to the vent we knew we could hear each other through.

"Fuck D, I knew that pot got the best of me..." she looked so embarrassed. She was shuffling awkwardly, and wringing her hands.

"She basically ordered me into the chair, Anna. I didn't do anything TO her. If anything she did it to me. I didn't even really have a choice in the matter. Put yourself in my shoes. You're a shy, inexperienced 18 year old guy who's only had one terrible blowjob. A hottie like Beth offers you pleasure like you've never known. What would you do?" I asked her.

"She is pretty good with her mouth, isn't she?" she asked, looking at my floor.

I chuckled, "Yea, I suppose she is. It's weird huh? We've both messed around with the same person," I asked her, trying to appeal to the funnier aspect of the debacle. 

"That's not even the worst part..." Anna said, looking even more sheepish than before. Why is SHE so embarrassed? She stood there in silence, while I just waited for her to say whatever it was she was mulling over. Finally she said, "I liked it. The worst part is that I liked seeing her with your cock crammed in her mouth while you came so hard. You should have seen yourself D, your toes curled, your arms were rigid and you groaned like someone experiencing Nirvana. It looked amazing. I liked it, but I was...jealous," she blurted out. She looked like she was ashamed with herself, and might start crying at any minute. She moved to the edge of my bed and sat down before continuing. "I was jealous that my best friend was making you feel that good, when she knows about my..." she looked up at me, realizing what she had almost said.

I said it for her; "Fixation."

She turned absolutely crimson, and ran back to her room. I chased after her, and got there before she could close the door in my face. She fell onto her bed and covered her face with her pillow.

"Anna, Beth didn't have to tell me. I saw what you were looking at on my computer. You didn't delete the history, Banana. It was all right there for me to put 2 and 2 together. So what? You like giving head. From what I understand, lots of girls do. It's common enough there is a name for it. You're a fellatrix, Anna." I tried to comfort her in some weird, twisted way. This conversation sure was going down an unforeseen path.

"No, I'm not. I've only ever done it twice," she said between sobs.

Huh, how about that? My sister was still pretty virtuous. I briefly wondered if she might still be a virgin too.

"Ok, you're a closet fellatrix," I joked; that made her laugh a little.

"You know what you like but you just don't want that reputation or what?" I asked her.

"Exactly, I don't want the whole town to think I'm easy or I'm a slut. The only people that know are you and Beth." She came out from under the pillow and dried her eyes, realizing I was being supportive and not judging her.




My Sister's Mouth



"Well then how do you know you like it so much?" I asked her, genuinely curious.

She was now being completely open and honest with me. "Beth brought her dildo over one night to show me how to give a boy a bj, after I told her I was ready to try it with Kevin." Kevin was the boyfriend that had cheated on her with another cheerleader. "She was teaching me how so I wouldn't be terrible or awkward when the time came. Every time we practiced, I got more and more into it. I would get so horny, that's how Beth and I ended up fucking the first time. I begged her to help me come. I pretended I was blowing Kevin while she went down on me. Once I came, I knew there was no going back."

I rubbed her shoulder and arm, just listening to her. The conversation was starting to affect me, my cock swelling in my pajama pants.

"Then I found out about him and Kristen and I was so hurt, but I was also so disappointed. I REALLY wanted to do it, D. I wanted to blow him so bad," she looked me in the eyes as she said the last part, which caused my cock to lurch. Wow, she's really into it. 

"So if it wasn't Kevin..." I started to ask her, but she anticipated my inquiry.

"You remember that guy from NC? When we were on vacation?" she asked me.

"The lifeguard guy?"

"Yea, Chris," she admitted.

"Oh," I said. I sat quietly taking it all in. In a way it made sense; she REALLY wanted to do it. Chris wasn't from around here and there was no way word would get around that my sister was some kind of cock-fiend.

"After we got back, I made Beth bring her toys over every time she came. She even gave me one to keep. It wasn't long until it got to the point where I couldn't come unless I had it stuffed in my mouth. D, what is wrong with me?" she started tearing up again.

"Nothing Anna Banana, nothing is wrong. Some guy somewhere is going to be the luckiest guy in the world when he learns this about you. I think it's hot and you're my sister for Christ sake!" I said before I realized exactly what I said.

She didn't miss a word. "You think I'm hot?" she asked, brightening up slightly.

"Anna, you're burning up." I smiled at her.

She guffawed, wiping away the tears before they fell. "Will you do something for me?" she asked me.

What could she want me to do for her? I thought, feeling very nervous again.

I tried to maintain my supportive, non-judging role, "Anything Anna, you're my best friend. Name it."

Then she dropped the bomb.

"Will you let me...do it to you?" she asked, serious as a heart attack.

I was stunned. "Anna....you're also my sister. That would be wrong. There has to be a line drawn somewhere."

"It doesn't have to be drawn there," she said. "I trust you, I know you won't tell a soul, you're here, NOW and Beth took the toy she gave me back when I kicked her out. I'm so horny, I masturbated for like an hour and I can't come cause she took her toy back," she was rambling, about to cry again. "We can turn the lights out and you can sit just like you were with her and pretend it was her all over again. Please D. I need to come and I can't without this." She was frantic now.

My heart hurt for her.

My dick swelled for her.

"Ok," I found myself saying. "Ok, come to my room in a few minutes, don't say anything; don't even turn the light on. I'll do this for you, but tomorrow you make up with Beth and get her to give you the toy back. Hell, I'll even buy you one, but Anna, if anyone found out about this we'd be in so much shit..."

"I know, D, thank you. Just pretend I'm Beth, no one has to know. Thank you, D"

Wow, I thought, she REALLY wants this. She acts like letting her blow me is a favor to HER. I thought about it a second, and realized it kind of was. She was going to masturbate while blowing me; I about fell over myself trying to get back to my room.

I stripped naked, grabbed a pillow from my bed and a clean t-shirt from my drawer. I set the t-shirt on the end of my bed for Anna. I figured Beth needed the towel, Anna might need something too, and I didn't want anyone stumbling around in the dark. I sat in my computer chair and placed the pillow at my feet.

And then I waited.

I didn't have to wait long, maybe half a minute had gone by before by door opened and Anna came in. I had told her I would pretend she was Beth, but that was for appearances sake. I didn't want her to know how eager and excited I was to get my dick into my sister's mouth.

I could tell in the moonlight she had her bath robe on. I had hoped she would come in naked, but it made sense she would wear something "just in case". She quickly discarded it, and was indeed gloriously naked underneath. Not that I could see very well in the extremely dim moonlight. 

She fell to her knees in front of me, and began just as Beth had. It occurred to me that since Beth had taught her, and Beth's blowjob was incredible, this was probably going to be just as good, if not better since it was hot as fuck knowing my sister was the one doing it.

She got me nice and wet with her saliva, she used much more than Beth had, I enjoyed the added amount, as it allowed her hand to glide over my cock without pulling the skin as much. She then tongued my balls as Beth had, doing so before actually taking me in her mouth added to the eroticism. Like she was starting from the base and working her way up, which is exactly what she did. 

She licked my perineum. She licked, nibbled and sucked my scrotum. She took each of my balls in her mouth and gently suckled them, all the while stroking my shaft with the same twisting motion Beth had used. She took both my balls in her mouth and sucked until my entire scrotum was in her mouth. I suddenly wished the light was on so I could see what my sister looked like with my balls stuffed in her mouth.

I will say one thing for this blind blowjob, sensory deprivation is real. Not being able to see, meant that I was feeling much more intensely. I could feel every movement of her tongue and her hand. I could feel her exhaling on my groin and the gentle shaking of her body that signified her masturbating herself. The realization that she was going to get herself off while blowing me surged through me, up my cock and out my urethra in a giant spill of pre-come. My sister chose that moment to cease her foreplay and get down to business.

She released my scrotum from her mouth, and licked from the base up to the tip of my cock, where she swirled her tongue around my glans, and fluttered it several times at the frenulum, the sensitive spot just under the head. She took the head of my cock into her mouth and repeated the swirling several times, this time bathing the head in even more saliva. After a minute or so of this treatment, she began her descent. She took about half into her mouth, just as Beth had done, before coming back up. Each time she went down, she took more and more. On the 6th down stroke, I felt a tightness surround the head of my cock, which undulated several times and then began rhythmically squeezing it. 

Un. Fucking. Real.

I couldn't see, but I knew that my sister had my cock firmly planted in her throat. She had taken all of me, which is something Beth either couldn't do, or didn't do. It appeared that in this case, the student surpassed the master.

She finally came up for air, and resumed stroking me with her hand. I could feel her trembling increase, that deep throat trick must have really done a number on her too. After kissing around my shaft a bit, she repeated what she had just done, taking half, and then more until I was once again buried in her throat. I could feel her lips on my groin open as she extended her tongue to lap at my balls. She took her hand off my hip and was just using her mouth, taking my entire shaft with each gulp, moaning each time she reached the bottom.

"You're going to make me cum, Anna," I finally spoke, acknowledging who was doing this to me. It proved to be exactly what she wanted to hear. She took me deep into her throat twice more, stopping on the second time, moaning as best as she could with my cock stuck in her throat, reaching her own climax just as I reached mine.

I came with her, shooting my cum right down her throat. She made more swallowing motions, which just squeezed the head of my cock some more, effectively milking me of anything I had left. She stayed there for a good while, riding out her own orgasm with my cock stuffed in her mouth.

She finally surfaced, gasping for air. I handed her the shirt I had stashed beside me for her, which she took immediately. We both just sat in the dark, enjoying the bliss that followed our mutual climax for at least 2 minutes.

She finally rose and turned to leave, opening my door slowly. As she slipped through it, she stopped and said softly, "Thanks, D," and then she was gone.

My sister just thanked me for the spectacular blowjob she'd just given me. This was going to be an interesting summer.