8 comments/ 243556 views/ 50 favorites Sister's Panties By: Isopropyl Growing up in a house with my mom, dad, and an older sister, Linda, I was always treated like I was special. Mom let me have my way most of the time and Linda was always there for me to talk to. I was eighteen and just out of high school. My one fond memory was that I would jack-off using my sister's panties as a thought invoking means to make me very hard and emptying my cock juice into. I was always pulling out, "big boy," whenever I got the chance. I was having one of my, "panties fresh from the hamper," sessions, holding them up to my nose, breathing deeply, and stroking quickly, when my sister opened my bedroom door. Like I said, I was eighteen and my cock was eight inches of steel, Linda was nineteen, and very nice to look at. She stood in the doorway, saying nothing, but staring at the sight before her. My pants and underwear were completely off me and like I said, I had a pair of sis's panties up to my nose and holding, "big boy". After seeing Linda was not going to go away, I started to stroke my cock. Finally sis left and closed the door behind her. Linda didn't say anything about this to me or my family, so I just let it pass. A couple of days later, I was getting ready for bed and when I pulled down my sheets, there was a pair of Linda's panties. I also found a note from her, "Have fun." I stripped down and was starting to do into my usual routine when I heard a knock on my bedroom door . "Can I come in?" It was Linda; I pulled up the sheet and covered myself. "Sure, come on in." I answered. Slowly the door opened, Linda came in, closing the door behind her. "Can I watch?" she asked. I looked at Linda, and then I pulled off the sheet, exposing myself to her wide eyed stare. "Sure, if you want." Linda didn't move, just a slight nodding of her head was enough for me to start where I left off. I slowly stroked myself while sniffing the aroma of the panties she had given me for this occasion. Linda's stare was intent on taking in every detail of my masturbation. I made a show of it, savoring every second of my captive audience's attention. Linda was getting worked up a little too. She was moaning right along with me as I approached an orgasm. I said, "I'm coming sis," and she leaned very close to my cock just as I shot a wad of cum out, landing on her nose. Linda stayed in that positions letting me empty my load all over her face. She waited till the last drop came out, then reached down and took her panties from my hand. Sis stood there, letting me get a good look at her cum covered face before wiping off the cum with her panties. I started to get hard again, but she turned and left, taking the panties with her. Linda was bringing me panties every night and we would do the same routine. After a week of this, she changed, from standing to sitting on my bed, till I would explode on her face. Sometimes she would even rub the cum all over her face, then we would just look at each other, till she wiped it off. I found this so sexy that I waited for her and didn't even think about starting till she would knock on the door. We never spoke while she watched. I knew this was too deep a desire for us both to ruin with words. After doing this routine for about a month, Linda changed it again. Now she would knock on my door, come in, and remove the panties she was wearing. It was heaven getting these warm and fragrant presents from her. I would even get a flash of her cunt sometimes, and a wet spot on the panties was always savored. I would lick and suck at the wet spot till I could no longer hold back on my mission. Linda seemed to enjoy my extra attention to the slightly soiled material. She even bought some very sexy black panties that I was very fond of. All this took place for just over a year, and not once did Linda ever touch me. I wanted her to suck me, but I never asked her to or made a move on her. I took this for what it was, nothing more than a very hot arousal, for us both. Linda never invited me to watch her. I would have jumped at the chance to see her in action. When Linda got a job in another state she moved out of the house, leaving me alone. I was left in a void. I couldn't get in the mood and when I tried to it just wasn't the same. I kept in contact with Linda throughout the years, both of us moving about the country with our careers. Finally after almost ten years of bouncing around, we ended up in the same state, only a county away. I would call Linda or we would have dinner together several times a week. I always referred to our get-togethers as dates. Linda had kept her fine looks and never married. I kept in shape and also never married. We both were very secure in our lives and enjoyed the same things. We would laugh and tease each other, enjoying our time together. Linda and I never talked about our little ritual of the past and we didn't ask the other any questions about it either. One night Linda and I went dancing after dinner, and I brought her home quite late. It was a Friday and she asked me if I wanted to stay. I was happy she asked me to stay, as I really didn't want the night to end and hoped that we might share more time together. Linda was in a very bubbly mood all night, even being playful with me by hugging and kissing me more than usual. I felt playful myself and had given her a few slaps on her ass. While slow dancing, Linda had pulled me close and whispered, "I love you," to me. I just squeezed her and said that I loved her too. We sat around and talked awhile, laughing about some of the things we did as kids. After I yawned a couple of times, Linda said, "Bedtime," and showed me to the spare room. I removed my clothes, as I sleep in the nude, when sis knocked on my door. I said, "Come in," and Linda, dressed in only a pair of panties, her breasts a treasure to look at, walked up to the bed and pulled off the panties, saying, "I don't think we'll be needing these." She said as she pulled back the sheet and lay down beside me. I was all over her with kisses, sis returning everyone back to me. As we explored each others body, I wished we could have done this years ago, but I was still glad it finally happened. Linda knew what my cock looked like, but she had never felt it, and now she was going after it like she was possessed. We were frantic fucking, trying to make up for lost time. I pounded her cunt fury that I never had before, cumming far into her cunt. Linda was a hot fuck and also very willing. We managed to get a little sleep and after a quick shower and breakfast, cuddled again on her bed. "You know what I would like? "Linda whispered. "I want you to cum on my face, like the old days." I told her, "Sure, but instead of your panties, I want your cunt in my face while I jack- off." She swung her leg over my head and straddled my face, bending down with her face only inches from my cockhead. I grabbed my cock and pumped it with one hand, while pulling her ass down to my face with my other hand. I made sure sis could hear my deep breaths, while I was teasing her clit with my lips. I pulled my mouth from her cunt just long to say I was coming, then I buried my face in her warm wetness and sucked like a madman, spewing forth my hot juice on to my sisters face. Finally spent, I laid there, sis rising off my face. She turned around and let me get a good look at her cum covered face. Sis was beautiful. I told her so. She smiled, opened her mouth and licked the cum from her lips. She then used her fingers to scoop up the gooey strings hanging from her chin. With a few more scrapes, she had her face cleaned up and sucked her fingers until she was satisfied no more was left. "I've wanted to do that for so long!" Linda shouted. "I could barely stop myself when you would shoot a wonderful load on my face, and I hoped you would tell me to lick myself clean. But you never did and I couldn't bring myself to just do it." "Sis, I wanted you to suck me since the first time you came in with your panties. I've been thinking about this every day, wondering why we never did more before you left. Linda, I want to makeup for all that loss time. That happened six months ago and I am happy to say Linda and I moved in together, and have been doing our best to makeup for lost time. I even wake up with sis sucking my cock; she said it's easier to get all the cum that way. Sister's Panties All characters in this story are 18+ years of age **** I watched as my 20-year-old sister trudged into the kitchen, grunting a greeting and grabbing a bowl before sitting down opposite me. Julie was tall at 5'8", with thick, wavy brown hair that came to her shoulders. "Good morning to you too, sister dearest," I replied jovially as Julie poured some cereal into her bowl. Julie snorted. "Right. Why are you even up this early? It's not like you do anything all day anyway. Might as well sleep in." It was true. I had just finished my last year of high school and was spending my summer enjoying life at home while Julie took summer courses at the local community college to finish up some prerequisites. "The early bird gets the worm, as I'm sure they've taught you in your philosophy classes," I replied. "Wow. Profound. You should really teach the course," Julie said, then began to eat her cereal. We continued to eat in silence, until Julie finished and got up to get ready for school. I watched admiringly as the real reason I got up so early revealed itself. As Julie bent over to put her bowl in the dishwasher, the oversized shirt that she wore rode up and gave me a wonderful view of her panty-clad ass. Today she wore a thin, tight pair of pink boyshorts. Such images had plagued me with guilt throughout high school, but I'd eventually accepted that my sister was simply incredibly hot and now eagerly awaited these glimpses. What had finally broken my defenses was when one morning Julie walked in wearing a tank top and a lacy black thong. The top hadn't even reached the panties, giving me an amazing view of her tight ass as she walked around the kitchen. Somehow she didn't seem to realize that what she was wearing was wildly inappropriate, even if only I would be seeing her. I guess she just always assumed that, as her brother, I wouldn't think anything of it. On the contrary, since that day I've rarely thought about anybody else but my sister as I masturbate. As soon as Julie had left for her classes I went upstairs for the second part of my morning ritual. I let myself into Julie's room and fished through her laundry hamper until I found the boyshorts she'd just been wearing. I brought them to my face as I stripped my pants off and inhaled her scent, then wrapped them around my already hard cock, lying down on Julie's bed and began to stroke. Thoughts of my sister's ass and tits dominated my mind as I masturbated, and soon I was cumming hard into the crotch of her panties, which I then replaced in her hamper with the rest of the pairs I'd soiled this week. **** I spent the rest of the day mucking about on my computer and watching TV. When Julie and our parents returned from school and work we ate dinner together, after which Julie asked if anybody wanted to watch a movie. Both of our parents declined, but I accepted. "Great. You find something, I'm just gonna have a shower and then I'll be back down," she said, then headed upstairs. She came back down as I was deciding between two movies, with wet hair and her usual pyjamas. Tonight they consisted of a shirt that had probably been overlarge a couple years ago before she shot up four inches, but was now only a bit too big. A pair of red bikini panties poked out beneath the shirt, which I quickly noted before focusing back on the TV. "Comedy or action?" I asked. "Action," Julie decided after a moment's thought. I nodded, then set the movie to play. She sat down with her back against an arm of the couch I was sitting on, stretching her legs and placing them in my lap. The movie was pretty mindless, which was good, since I was balancing my concentration between that and keeping down an erection she'd be able to feel for most of it. I had a pretty good view of her her panties from this angle, and I spent a good part of the movie thinking about how I'd be using them tomorrow morning. After it ended we both headed upstairs to go to bed. I managed to stay a couple steps behind Julie, giving me a great view of her butt bouncing as she walked up the steps. **** The next morning found me once again on Julie's bed, her red panties from last night wrapped around my cock. My eyes were closed, imagining pulling her panties aside and fucking her over the kitchen table. I'd gotten quite the eyeful this morning to fuel my fantasy. "What the fuck?" I suddenly heard my sister shout. My eyes shot open. "What the fuck are you doing in my bed? Are those... Are those my panties?" Julie stood in the doorway, a look of utter shock on her face as she stared at me. "Julie! What-" I managed to gasp, and then I came. It was the most intense orgasm of my life up until that point. It must have lasted almost fifteen seconds, which I spent with my mouth hanging open, looking at my sister's face, unloading huge amounts of cum into the red cloth around my cock. "What- what are you doing here?" I stuttered dumbly after the orgasm subsided. "I forgot my phone. But I think I should be the one asking that question, don't you?" I tried to think of something - anything - to say that could make this situation any better, and came up with nothing. I looked down in shame. "Y'know what, I'm late for class," Julie said exasperatedly. "This is really weird, but I gotta go. We'll talk about whatever this is when I get back." She picked her phone up from her dresser and walked back out the door, looking over her shoulder at me as she left with a confused look on her face. I fell back onto her bed, hand leaving my dick, which had remained hard throughout the encounter. "Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck," I thought. I knew Julie only had one class today, which meant she'd be back in a couple hours. I had no idea what I'd say to her, and what's worse, all I could think of at that moment was masturbating again. I looked at the panties, which were essentially just one giant cumstain at this point. Not really knowing what to do with them, I threw them back into her hamper. I decided to take care of my erection first, as so much adrenaline was pumping through me that I could hardly think. When I still wasn't able to cum after twenty minutes, I decided that my situation couldn't get any worse and opened Julie's panty drawer. I fished out a pair of pale pink panties I didn't think she'd notice missing,then began to stroke them against my cock. I didn't cum nearly as much as I had earlier, but it was still a sizeable load, and it shared some of the intensity of before. I hid this pair in a drawer in my room, got dressed, then sat down to wait. **** A couple of hours later I heard my sister come in and head to her room. After a few minutes of silence, she called for me. "Justin? Could you come here?" Heart pounding, I slowly left my room and walked to her doorway. I glanced at her, then down at the floor. I couldn't hold her gaze. "You wanna explain this?" she asked, voice neutral, and pointed at something on her bed. I realized she'd fished out all the panties she'd worn this week and laid them out on her bed, even the still damp red ones from this morning. "I dunno," I mumbled with a shrug. "I just... like panties, I guess." I hoped I could convince her that it was solely a panty fetish, without her realizing how much of a role she played in my fantasies. She nodded slightly, seeming to find this explanation reasonable. "How long have you been... using mine?" "Uh, a little bit after you left for college. A while now," I replied. "Wow. I'm surprised I never noticed." "Well I'd only ever use them once so they didn't stain. When you were gone I'd hide a bunch of them and wash them all at once when mom and dad were gone, and now I just use the ones you throw in the hamper so they always get washed." The words tumbled out, and at least part of my secret guilt was laid bare to my sister. "You're not gonna tell mom and dad are you?" I asked, worried. "No," she reassured me, "but you have to promise me you won't use my panties anymore. It just feels... weird to me." "Yeah, I get it, I know it's fucked up," I said. "And I'm sorry about all of this." She gave me a small smile. "I'll survive, I'm sure." She stood up and threw the panties on her bed into the hamper, except for the red ones. "I think these ones are ruined," she said with a wry smile. "I guess this morning was unusual?" "Yeah, that doesn't usually happen," I said, embarrassed. Honestly I was surprised she was keeping the other ones, but then again, she'd have to throw out most of her collection to get rid of every pair I'd used. I turned to leave, disappointed that my fun was over, but happy that my parents wouldn't be hearing any reasons to kick me out of the house. **** The next week was rough. Though my sister acted as if nothing had changed, continuing to give me little peeks of her panties every morning, I apparently depended on those panties being there physically to get me off. After a week Julie noticed. "What's up?" she asked as we ate breakfast. "You've been down the past couple days." "It's nothing," I muttered, and shoved a spoonful of cereal into my mouth. "Bull. Is it something about... y'know." When I just looked at her she continued. "Last week?" I sighed. "It's just, I can't... get off... without panties, apparently. I didn't even realize that until this week." Julie was silent for a moment, then started to speak. "This is gonna sound really weird, but could you, I dunno, use mom's panties?" "I dunno, that might be kinda weird," I said without thinking. "Weirder than using your sister's panties?" She looked confused. "No, you're right. I think I will try hers. Thanks for the idea, sis." She nodded, still looking slightly suspicious, then stood up. "I've gotta go. Good luck with your thing." "Hah. Thanks," I said as she bent down to put her bowl away. She bent down all the way, her shirt riding up more than usual, giving me a completely unobstructed view of her ass covered in a white thong. I groaned internally, knowing I wouldn't be able to do anything about the erection straining my shorts. "Unless!" she said suddenly, quickly spinning around where she stood. I flicked my eyes up to meet hers. "Unless what?" I asked. "Unless... they have to be mine?" "What? No, of course not, I'm sure mom's will work," I stammered in protest. "So you weren't just staring at my ass?" My shoulders slumped, defeated. "I'm right, aren't I?" She didn't sound mad, though. More triumphant. "Do you think of me when you do it?" All I could do was nod slowly. I glanced up at her. She looked thoughtful. After a few seconds she said "follow me," turned around and left the kitchen. Confused, I got up and walked after her. I followed her up the stairs and into her room, where she walked to her hamper and pulled something out. Two things, I saw as she turned around. A white cotton pair of panties and a blue and white polka-dotted pair. "Which ones?" she asked, holding them up. "Really?" I asked incredulously. "Really," she replied. "But... only if I get to watch." My eyes widened. "Seriously? I mean, yeah, of course!" "So, which ones?" she repeated. "The polka-dots," I said as I undid my belt, aching to start. Julie held out her hand and I took them from her. I pulled my shorts down and wrapped the piece of cloth around my cock, sitting down on her bed. I moaned softly at the contact and began to massage my cock. Julie seemed a bit surprised at my eagerness, but didn't say anything as she sat down next to me. "So," I grunted, "why the change of heart? Didn't you say it was weird?" I asked. "Not that I'm complaining," I hastily added. Julie blushed and said, "Well, I couldn't get it out of my head, watching you cum in my panties like that. I thought I was disgusted for a bit, but after a while I realized that it had really turned me on somehow. I actually kept that ruined pair of panties," she admitted, blushing harder. I groaned. My sister was turned on by watching me cum into her panties. It was a dream come true. I couldn't believe it. We sat in silence for a while, me stroking and Julie watching, before Julie asked me, "When did you start thinking about me like that?" "Pretty much forever, since you never wore pants around the house," I answered. "But I always felt so guilty so I didn't masturbate to you for a long time." I grunted, feeling myself nearing orgasm. "You were wearing a black thong. And a tank top. Didn't cover anything. Hottest thing I'd seen in my life." I gasped and began to cum. I looked at Julie as she watched my semen stain her panties, spreading as I came a weeks worth of jizz. "Wow," Julie said. "That was awesome. Almost as much as last time." "Yeah, I guess you bring out the best in me," I joked. "Or just a lot of the worst." I felt amazing. After a week of denial I had gotten release in the best possible way, better than I ever could have hoped. "What should I do with these?" I asked, holding up the soaked panties. "I'll take them." She reached out and grabbed them, then glanced down. "You're still hard," she noted. "I guess that's what happens after a week of not being able to cum," I said. "Shit!" Julie said suddenly. "I totally have class today. Goddammit!" I started to laugh. "Shut up! And get out, I need to change." **** The next morning when Julie walked into the kitchen my jaw dropped. She was wearing a tightly fitted tank top and that same lacy black thong that had first broken my resolve. "Holy shit," I said, cock stiffening in my boxers. "Morning," Julie said, smiling at me. She opened the fridge and bent over, sticking her ass out while she reached for an apple. She took a bite, then said, "No class today." "Oh yeah?" I said, voice shaking. "Yeah. Professor's sick or something. Just got the email. So I was thinking..." "What?" I asked when she didn't go on. "We never got to finish up yesterday." "I guess not," I agreed. "It's too bad about your whole no cumming without panties thing-" she started, before I interrupted. "That shouldn't be a problem." "Well, I was gonna say you could use these," she said, gesturing towards the thong she wore as she walked over to where I was sitting. "Oh," was all I could say. I stood and faced her, dropping my boxers to the floor, my erect cock pointing to the ceiling. Julie grasped my cock and slipped it in between her legs. The thong rubbed the top of my penis while her legs created friction for an incredible sensation. I grasped her hips and pulled her towards me, gently thrusting my cock in and out between her legs. She reached behind her and began to massage the head as it exited under her ass. I grasped her shirt and looked at her inquisitively. She nodded, and I pulled it up over her head, revealing her gorgeous breasts. A bit more than a handful, they had small pink nipples and quarter-sized areola. "Bend over the table," I told her. She raised her eyebrows, then did as I asked. One hand reached down into her panties and began to circle. I enjoyed the view of my sister masturbating for a few seconds, then reached over and pulled up the thin strip of fabric covering her asscrack to reveal her asshole and the bottom of her pussy. I placed my dick under the fabric and let go, allowing it to be trapped between her cheeks and the fabric, then started to thrust. My hands reached around and found her tits, which I began to gently massage, pinching her nipples. She seemed to enjoy this and started to squirm. After a minute or so she began to shake, moaning as she came. When she was done cumming she removed her hand from her panties and reached around, pressing my cock into her asscrack. "Julie, I'm about to cum," I said. "Do it," she replied, hand still against my cock. My orgasm began and a jet of cum shot onto her asshole, then I pulled out from under the fabric and began to jack myself off. I rubbed my cock over the thong as I came, covering the thin bits of cloth separating my dick from Julie's cunt with my cum, as well as her ass and the tops of her legs. Julie settled down on the table and looked back at me with a smile. "I thought you said you didn't usually cum that much." "I don't, usually," I said. "And do you always stay hard?" "Nope, that's also you." "Well, since it's my fault, I guess I'd better do something about it, shouldn't I?" I grinned. This was gonna be a good summer. Sister's Panties Ch. 02 I groaned in pleasure as I felt my sister's mouth close around the head of my cock, tongue swirling as her hand pumped my shaft over the soft cotton of her panties. Her pussy hovered above my head, her legs spread wide on either side of me as I lay on the kitchen floor. Grabbing the top of her legs, I pulled her down so that her pussy met my lips and stuck my tongue out to taste her juices. She squirmed around my mouth as I licked up and down her slit, then slipped a finger into her as my tongue found her clit. She lowered her mouth, letting more of my cock in, and I thrust my hips gently into that warm wetness. She cupped my balls and I couldn't hold back anymore, shooting a load of cum into her mouth as she began to swallow, still massaging my balls. When my orgasm had subsided Julie sat up, my cock falling from her mouth, the panties she'd been wearing pooled at the base, and began grinding her pussy against my face. It drove my head into the hard floor of the kitchen, but I didn't mind, and I continued to lap at her cunt, her asshole resting just under my nose. Meanwhile she fingered her clit, and soon she was cumming, shaking on my face. I grasped her ass and held her up so her entire weight wasn't driving me into the ground. "Whew," she said as she began to lift herself off of me. When her hips slid forward I kept my tongue out, giving her asshole a quick taste as she stood. She shivered a bit, then looked down at me with a smile. "Cheeky fucker." "Accident, I swear," I replied. She glanced at the clock, then looked down wistfully. "I gotta go," she said, and started to turn around. "Help me up!" I cried, reaching my arms up to her. Julie rolled her eyes and grasped my hand, pulling me off the ground. I quickly spun her and wrapped my arms around her, my semi-hard cock pressing into her ass. "What if I don't want you to go?" I whispered in her ear, then reached a hand up the nightshirt she still wore and squeezed one of her boobs. She giggled and struggled a bit, the movement of her ass against my cock reviving it a bit, before relaxing into my arms. "I don't wanna go either, but I only have one class. I'll be back soon." I let her go and followed her up the stairs and into her room, where she began to change. I slowly jerked my cock against the panties I'd brought up with us as she took off her shirt and bent over her panty drawer, admiring her fully naked form. She turned around, a white and blue striped thong in hand, and laughed when she saw what I was doing. "Don't you ever stop?" she asked. I simply shook my head as she drew the thong up her legs until it covered her crotch. "Well, save some til I get home," she said playfully, then turned to her closet. She picked out a white floral patterned sun dress, which she put on, foregoing a bra. The thought of her in just that and her underwear was incredibly hot, and I already couldn't wait for her to return. After she left I decided to wait for her to get back before cumming again, slowly teasing my cock as I waited. **** I was in the living room watching TV in my boxers when I heard the front door open and Julie call out. "Hey," I called back, and heard her walk through the house towards me. She stopped in the kitchen and was holding a glass of water when she entered the living room. She sat down next to me and almost immediately my hands were on her, lifting her dress and sliding up her legs. She smiled and leaned back into the couch, allowing me to explore. After a couple minutes of this, as I removed one of her breasts from her dress and suckled on her nipple, she murmured "Use me." My cock twitched in anticipation. Over the past couple weeks of us pleasuring each other, Julie would sometimes let me have free reign of her body, allowing me to do anything to her but full on penetration. Without another word I lay her on her back and pulled her dress up around her waist. Pulling her thong away from her skin, I placed my engorged cock against her cunt and slid it so my length pressed against her slit. I then let go of the cloth, trapping my dick against her, the head poking out of the top. I began moving back and forth against her, then released her other tit from her dress. I looked down at Julie, my incredible, beautiful sister, and I couldn't resist. I dove down and pressed my lips hard onto hers. Her eyes widened, then she relaxed into my kiss. Though we'd been fooling around for more than two weeks, we had yet to kiss until this point. Her mouth opened, tongue entering my mouth, and I pressed my body against hers. Eventually I indicated that she should turn over, and she got on her hands and knees. I moved the thong aside, planning on cumming onto her asshole. I ran my cock head up and down her wet slit, when suddenly we heard the front door open. In our surprise we both jumped, Julie backwards, me forwards. The result of which, my cock having been at her pussy's entrance, was my slipping inside her and beginning to cum. Julie's head swiveled round, eyes wide in shock to see my mirrored expression of fear. Neither of use moved for a second, and my cum continued to pump into Julie's cunt. "Kids?" We heard from the front of the house. Our mother. I was unable to move, my orgasm taking control of my body. Julie extricated herself from my cock, but I was unable to stop, semen splashing onto her ass and thong, then her front as she spun around to face me. "Shit!" she whispered, as my cum made a mess of her dress. Desperately, she grasped my cock and began pumping, moving closer to me and looking over her shoulder into the doorway. This only made my orgasm stronger, and thick spurts of semen covered her exposed tits. We heard our mom come down the hall, then turn into the kitchen. "C'mon Justin..." muttered Julie as my orgasm began to subside. She ducked down and sucked the last of the semen from my cock while pulling up my boxers as we heard our mom leaving the kitchen. Finally able to move my body, I quickly sat down and turned to the TV, which was still on. Still, the situation wasn't good. I was half hard, in only my boxers, and Julie was covered in cum. I watched in fear as she shoved her boobs into her dress, knowing that we were caught. "Hey mom," Julie said as our mother entered the room, managing to hide most of the shakiness from her voice, then reached over and picked up the glass of water from the coffee table. She sat back down with too much force and cried out as water spilled all down her front. "Dammit!" she said, standing up and looking down at the mess. "Language young lady," scolded our mother lightly. "Sorry mom," she replied. "I'm gonna go change," she said, then turned around to head upstairs. Mom came up behind the couch as I pretended to be engaged by the television. "Have you done anything all day besides sit around in your underwear?" she asked exasperatedly. Trying to keep my voice casual, I said "Not really. Why are you home so early?" "Some idiot broke something somewhere and the network went down. I dunno exactly, but it won't be fixed until tomorrow so I decided to come home." I nodded, glad that my erection had gone down. Then my heart nearly stopped when my mom picked something up off the couch and asked "What are these?" It was Julie's panties from this morning. I'd brought them with me to masturbate with while I waited for Julie to get home. "Uh, I dunno," I said dumbly. I didn't know what to do. She examined the yellow cotton, then said, "Must be Julie's. I'll bring them back to her. I wonder what they're doing here though?" At that moment Julie entered the room wearing a pair of jeans and a black T-shirt. Mom turned around and held up the panties, raising an eyebrow. Julie's eyes widened, flicked to mine and then back to mom's. "Any reason these are lying here on the couch, missy?" she demanded, though she didn't sound mad, more amused. "Oh..." Julie said. "Well, I was alone, and uh, I got... bored," she lied nervously, and our mom burst out laughing. Julie smiled a bit, embarrassed, and I hoped that mom wouldn't look down at me and notice how nervous I was. Shaking her head, she tossed the panties at Julie. "Next time, darling, use your room," she said as she shook her head, then walked out of the living room and headed upstairs. Julie looked down at the panties in her hands, then shoved them in her pocket and threw me a dirty look. I smiled nervously, mouthing "sorry." She sat down next to me and let out a big sigh. "Look, sis, I'm really sorry about that-" "No! Don't worry about it, that was as much my fault as yours," she interrupted, looking over at me. She reached out and squeezed my hand and gave me a reassuring smile. "Do we..." I started, then stopped. "Do we what?" she asked. "Do we have to worry?" I asked. "I mean, I came in you and everything," I muttered. Julie was shaking her head. "Don't worry about that, I've got it under control." I sighed in relief. "That was way too close," I said. "Yeah. Do you always cum like a firehose when you're surprised?" I laughed. "It seems that way. I've never really tested it, but that's twice now. And I'd rather not try a third time." "But look how well it turned out the first time," she teased. "Yeah, now I just gotta let mom catch me cumming in her panties and I can have all the threeways I could ever dream of," I muttered sarcastically. "I thought you said that'd be weird." "I dunno. I mean after everything we've done... And it's not like mom's not attractive." Mom was 5'6", with the same wavy brown hair as Julie, small breasts proportional to her body and a great ass. She also has stunning green eyes. I'd only noticed all of this over the past couple of weeks. Julie was looking at me in surprise. "Really?" she asked. "You think mom is hot?" We were talking quietly so that mom couldn't hear us from upstairs. "Yeah, I guess so," I admitted. Julie looked thoughtful, then glanced down. "You should probably put some pants on," she said. My cock had reacted to this talk of mom, creating a visible bulge in my boxers. I nodded, and headed upstairs to change. **** As I sat at the table eating breakfast, I was surprised when my mom walked into the kitchen, followed by Julie. "Morning. Thing at work not fixed?" I asked. "No, they told me to come in after noon, apparently they had to bring someone in to fix it," mom explained. She went to the counter and began to make coffee, while Julie grabbed her customary bowl of cereal. We all sat around the table making small talk until Julie got up to get ready for her class. "So, what're you gonna do today?" asked mom as Julie walked over to the dishwasher. Out of force of habit, my eyes flicked to Julie's backside as she bent over to put her bowl away. "Shit," I thought, hoping mom hadn't noticed. I forced my eyes away from the sight of her navy blue hipster panties and looked at my mom. "I dunno," I said casually. She didn't react, so I assumed she didn't notice. "Well you should really do something," she said. "How about we do something together? We could see a movie, go shopping-" "A movie sounds good," I interrupted, and she smiled. "Go get dressed, then, and we can leave with your sister," she said. **** After the movie mom dropped me back off at home and left for work. Since my conversation with Julie yesterday I noticed myself glancing down her top and admiring her ass when she walked in front of me. Julie still wasn't back when I got home, so I spent my time reading a book and eating lunch. "How was your date with mom?" she asked when she got back. "Good," I said slowly. I didn't know how much I wanted to tell Julie, but then I decided that she would probably be the least likely person to judge me. "It's weird. All I could think about when I was with her was fucking her. I mean, she's my mother, I've never thought about her this way, and now I'm sneaking peeks down her top and wondering what kind of panties she wears," I confessed. Julie gave me a soft smile. "Come with me," she said. She led me to our parents' room, then their hamper. She reached into it and dug around a bit, coming out with three pairs of panties: a white cotton pair, a pair of sexy black lingerie and, to my surprise, a white g-string that looked like it would barely cover anything. "Well, now you know what kind of panties she wears," Julie said with a grin. I smiled back. "I guess so." "Now which ones do you wanna use?" she asked. "Do you think that's a good idea?" I asked, surprised. Then, deciding that I didn't care, I unbuttoned my shorts and said "The lingerie." "Sit on the bed," Julie ordered. I did as she said, stretching my legs out on our parents' bed, taking off my shirt and throwing it to the ground. Julie sat down behind me, leaning her back against the headboard, and reached around me to wrap my mother's panties around my erect cock. She began to gently massage me, her other hand alternating between cupping my balls, aiding in rubbing my cock and running over my body. Soon she began pumping harder, and after a couple minutes I began to groan, imagining mom's hand grasping my hardon. I imagined her wearing the panties wrapped around my cock, letting me use her body, and began to shoot my load into the black lace. Julie milked my cock as I shuddered in orgasm, then continued to gently squeeze it after I finished. She removed mom's panties and threw them back in the hamper. I turned my head to kiss her deeply as her hands continued to work on my cock, not letting it soften. "Thank you," I whispered. She smiled, then extricated herself from behind me. Then she quickly slid her pants and underwear down her legs and reached into the hamper once again. Confused, I asked what she was doing. Instead of answering, she removed the white g-string and slid it up her legs. As she walked over to me she removed her shirt to reveal a plain navy bra. She straddled my hips and bent over to kiss me on the mouth. "I want you to fuck me," she whispered. My eyes widened. I guess our accidentally having sex yesterday had broken the last barrier between us. I wasn't going to argue, and as Julie pulled aside mom's panties I guided my cock up to meet her pussy. She was already incredibly wet, and after a bit of maneuvering I was completely inside my sister. She began to bounce up and down on my cock, tits bouncing in her bra. I reached a hand around her back and snapped the hooks apart, and she let the bra drop off of her breasts. I grasped one in each hand and squeezed her nipples. One of her hands found her clit and began to circle, and soon she was shaking in orgasm, letting out a loud moan. She collapsed onto my chest and I slowly continued sliding my dick in and out of her pussy, grasping her ass as I did so. After a couple minutes of this she regained some energy, and I lifted her off of me to lie flat on her front. I positioned myself on top of her, then pulled the wet g-string aside and entered her cunt from behind. The string of the panties did almost nothing to hide her puckered asshole, which I began to rub with my thumb. At this Julie moaned, which I took as encouragement. I stuck my thumb in my mouth, then placed my hand on an asscheeck, my thumb positioned on her hole. As I began to squeeze, the first knuckle of my thumb slid into her ass. I slowly continued to press, and soon had most of my thumb in her. I felt myself nearing the edge, and then I was over, cumming deep into Julie. After my first spurt of cum I removed my cock at the same time as I took my thumb from her asshole, at which Julie yelped loudly and began to buck on the bed. I stroked my dick, spraying her ass and pussy along with mom's g-string as we both came. I rolled over onto my back, spent. After a minute, I turned to her and realized she'd fallen asleep. I smiled and got out of bed, then picked her up and carried her to her room. I went back to our parents' room to make sure everything was as we'd left it, besides the g-string my sister still wore, then returned to Julie's room with a pile of our clothes. Dropping it on the floor and closing the door, I slid next to my sister and drifted to sleep. Sister's Panties Ch. 03 Over the rest of that summer we fulfilled a lot of our respective fantasies, but it obviously had to come to an end. Although I was about to start at the same college Julie goes to, before we left we had a couple conversations and decided that we couldn't continue what we were doing while at school. It would look suspicious for us to hang out alone all the time, with me in the dorms and her in a house with four other girls. Plus, we thought that I'd probably lose out on a lot of opportunities to get to know people if I was always hanging around her and her friends. It was hard at first, after having each other available almost constantly for the last month, but in the end it was probably for the best. I was able to find other girls to fulfill the needs she left me with, and I'm sure she found other guys. We went on vacation as a family over our winter break, so it was impossible to do stuff then, too. Annoying, but bearable. The blow was softened somewhat by the view of Julie and my mom in bikinis on sunny Florida beaches. Finally, after eight months, our end of year exams all done, we were headed home for the next four months. We drove back together the Sunday after exams ended filled with excited, nervous energy, our conversation never mentioning anything about what I'm sure we were both thinking of doing in the coming weeks. I almost got up in the middle of that night to sneak into her room but decided against it. The next morning I got up relatively early and headed down to the kitchen, the site of so many of our adventures, to be met by my mom getting ready for work. "Morning." "Hey, I'm running late," she said as she took a packed lunch from the fridge and shoved it in her bag. "Will I see you tonight?" "Yup, I've got no plans." She nodded, giving me a peck on the cheek and then leaving. I watched her walk down the hall to the front door, skirt hugging her hips nicely, wondering what kind of panties she was wearing. I decided I'd ask Julie to wear them tomorrow, as she'd done a few times last summer. The illusion wouldn't be as complete, since mom had chopped her chestnut curls below the ear, so they didn't look quite so similar from behind, but my dick stirred at the thought nonetheless. I gathered some breakfast and started eating slowly. I was almost done with my second bowl of cereal before Julie finally came down in a shirt that just came down to her thighs. "Hey," she said, then smirked when I didn't reply. "You okay there?" I nodded, suddenly more excited than I'd been in ages, cock rock hard in my boxers in anticipation for what I knew was about to happen. Julie got a glass of water, turning her back on me and leaning on the counter, and there it was. The moment that had driven me crazy for years, as her shirt rode up a notch and the underside of her ass was revealed and the bottom of her pink lacy panties came into view. I hardly remember getting up, but suddenly I was behind her. I reached out and traced the line where cloth met skin, sneaking a finger under and gently squeezing her ass. She gave a quiet moan when I pulled myself against her, hands at her hips, my cock pressing against her through my boxers and her panties. I removed my hands for a moment to rip off my boxers, then began to rub Julie's pussy over her panties. I moved to kneel down, planning on eating my sister out, but Julie interrupted with the simple command of "Fuck me." I grasped the waist of her panties and pulled them down a few inches, revealing her asshole and her beautiful shaved pussy, lips shiny with her juices. I placed the head of my engorged cock at Julie's entrance and pushed steadily until I was halfway in her. After removing myself and pressing into her one more time I was already sufficiently lubricated, sliding until the base of my cock met her lips. She moaned as I entered her, and soon I was thrusting, each stroke removing my cock till only my head was in her before I reentered. It was only five minutes before I came deep inside Julie's cunt, spurred on by one of her own orgasms, cock pulsing as my cum filled her. I stayed in her for a minute, then pulled my semi-erection from her, releasing some of my cum to drip down her legs. Julie pulled up her panties, trapping the rest, and turned to face me. "I'd forgotten how good that felt," she said breathlessly. I nodded. Nothing I'd felt in the past school year had come close to what we'd just done. Julie turned to leave the kitchen, and I followed her upstairs to her room, where she took off her nightshirt, flinging it carelessly onto the floor. She bent over a drawer and rummaged through it, breasts hanging, still-hard pink nipples pointed at the floor. She glanced over at me standing there, still naked, and raised her eyebrows. "Think we could, uh, go again?" I asked hopefully. My hardon had come back to full strength, something that had only ever happened directly after an orgasm when I was with Julie. She gave a short laugh, then dropped her panties, stepping out of them to walk towards me. She pushed my chest lightly, guiding me until I was sitting on her bed, her breasts at eye level. My cock twitched. "That might be possible," she said softly, looking down at me. She knelt on either side of my legs, lowering herself, my hands at her back to support her. She guided my cock into her for a second time, pushing me to lie on the bed, and began to ride me slowly. I simply lay there and enjoyed it, hands exploring the body that I had missed so much, running up her thighs and sides, pinching her nipples and massaging her breasts. Her eyes were closed as she continued to rise and fall in a steady rhythm. We went on like this, changing positions every once in a while, no longer frantically striving for release but enjoying the sensations of each other's bodies. At one point Julie got up, moving to her panty drawer and removing a pair - baby blue cotton - and came back, having me kneel. She slipped behind me and wrapped the panties around my cock as she pressed into me, her soft boobs compressing against my back, hard nipples poking me. She stroked me sensuously with one hand, the other gently playing with my balls, lifting and massaging. She kissed the back of my neck and shoulders softly, and soon my entire body shuddered as I came, filling the panties wrapped around me as my sister teased my shaft. Julie stepped back off the bed, bending down to pick up the earlier pink pair of panties and dropping both soiled pairs into her hamper. "I'm going to meet up with friends soon," she said, once again opening a drawer and rummaging through. "I probably won't be back before mom and dad. Do you wanna just come to my room tomorrow morning?" "Yeah, sure." This would be simpler than waiting for Julie in the kitchen only to end up back in her room anyway, which was what usually ended up happening. I left her as she picked out an outfit to shower, washing the sweat and cum from my body, for the moment utterly content with my existence. **** I woke at 9 the next morning, went to the bathroom, then opened Julie's bedroom door and slid into bed behind her, discarding my boxers next to the bed. I spooned her, wrapping my arms around her waist below her nightshirt and nuzzling her neck. She gave a tired groan so I reached up and pinched a nipple, which got an indignant yelp. I ignored this and continued to play with her tit, which she allowed me to do with no further complaint. By this point my cock had hardened, and she shifted, trapping it between her legs. She reached a hand down to play with it, not really trying to do anything, just gently squeezing and stroking the head. I eventually moved down, reaching into her panties to gently caress her lips. After a bit more of this I threw off the sheet that covered us and lifted Julie's leg, moving the crotch of the white thong that she wore to the side. She guided me into her, and after a few short thrusts I was buried in her. We fucked lazily in this way for a few minutes until my cock slipped inadvertently from Julie's pussy, then I rolled her on her front and knelt behind her. More awake at this point, Julie propped herself on her hands and arched her back. I pushed the shirt she wore to her shoulders, and she shimmied out of it as I pushed into her from behind, her tight warmth surrounding my cock. She began to moan loudly as I thrust into her. It was only ten or so thrusts later that we both heard the gasp from her doorway. Julie moaned one last time, the sound nearly indistinguishable from her earlier sounds of pleasure, as she sank down onto her bed, my cock leaving her, burying her head in a pillow. At that point I was already cumming, the first pulse having shot into my sister, subsequent uncontrollable jets hitting her back as the unfortunately familiar sensation of sheer terror paired with orgasmic bliss tore through my body, eyes locked to my mother's face as silence filled the room. It seemed an age before my cum finally stopped and I regained control of my body. I looked down to see a truly tremendous load covering my sister's back, a load I would have been proud of on any other day. Then I looked back at my mom, who finally found the ability to speak. "I guess I didn't tell you I work from home on Tuesdays now?" she asked weakly, then moved from the doorway. We heard the door to her bedroom close a couple seconds later, and Julie let out another moan, closer to a sob this time. **** I'd cleaned Julie up and we'd gotten dressed, then sat waiting on the edge of Julie's bed, like children awaiting punishment. After half an hour of sitting in silence, we heard our mom's door open, and she reappeared in the doorway a couple seconds later. "I'm going out. We'll talk about this with your father tonight." And then she left, down the stairs and out the front door. "This is my fault," I said eventually. "I didn't check to see if anyone was home. I just assumed." "I assumed that as well. I wouldn't have checked either, they're usually both out of the house by 8." Julie's voice sounded hollow, numb. We relapsed into silence. Eventually we ate, then sat in front of the TV for something to do, but neither of us was really watching. We didn't plan for the conversation that we knew to be coming. Sex was out of the question. So we just sat and waited. Mom and dad came home together, obviously having talked already. We all sat at the kitchen table, mom and dad on one side, Julie and me on the other. The conversation itself wasn't too interesting, so I'll just give you the main points: We're not getting kicked out of our house, mom and dad said that they weren't mad, but they wanted to know how it started and what we expected to come of this relationship. Basically, they wanted to make sure that we weren't planning on marrying and having kids, which we assured them that we weren't, and explained that in the "real world" of college we didn't continue on with our relationship. This seemed to appease them, but dinner that night was strained and awkward. It was also awkward the next three nights, and during the day Julie and I found the urge to have sex to be nonexistent. Finally, on Friday after dinner, mom came to my room and told me to come with her. I followed her to her car, and she began to drive. **** She drove about a half hour out of town, to some secluded country roads. Finally, she turned into an abandoned plot of some sort and turned off the engine. She'd seemed to know exactly where she was going. I could barely see her in the darkness as she began to speak. "I know-" she began, then stopped for a moment. "I know this week has been strange. And I think that that's mostly my fault." I started to talk, to say that I understood if she was angry, but she continued before I had the chance. Almost as if she'd read my mind, she said, "I'm not angry. Maybe that's the problem, maybe if this was a normal world I'd be angry and we'd forbid you two from ever being near each other again but..." She sighed. "But I'm not angry." I sat in silence, absolutely no idea where this was going. "Your father and I, we've played games for years. Mom and son, brother and sister, that kind of thing. In the bedroom. We stopped, for a while, because we felt guilty with you two in the picture, but eventually we convinced ourselves that, since we weren't thinking of you guys when we did it it was okay. And it was, and we weren't. But when I caught you guys..." She stopped, and I finally began to see what was happening. "Things changed," I said. "Yeah. Things changed." I couldn't think of anything to say, so I leaned over and wrapped an arm around her. She flinched, then leaned towards me and hugged me. "I feel the same way about you," I murmured. She jolted back, then eventually relaxed back in her seat. "I won't ever do anything unless you come to me," she said after a while. "You need to want it. I couldn't live with myself any other way." I was quiet for a bit. "...Would now be a bad time?" That startled a laugh out of her. "Okay," she said, sounding somewhat nervous. "Take your pants off then." The suddenness of the situation hit me as I brought my pants and boxers past my knees, but I ignored that. My mom reached over and, after a bit of fumbling, found my cock. I leaned back as she leaned over the center console and began to suck me. It was without a doubt the most awkwardly positioned blowjob I've ever received, but also one of the hottest, my mom's lips closing around the head of my cock, drawing more into her warm, wet mouth, caressing me with her tongue until, not long after she began, my load pumped into her mouth, hips bucking. She swallowed every drop, then released me and cried out once. I realized that she'd had a hand up her skirt and had been masturbating as she blew me. We sat in silence for a couple minutes, then she started the car and began driving home. After a while a thought came to me. "So why did we need to drive all this way?" "To give your father and sister a chance to talk as well." **** When we got home it was late, and the house was quiet. Mom and I parted ways at the top of the stairs, her to her room and me to Julie's. Julie was still up, her bedside light illuminating her room. I stripped down and got into bed next to her. "How was it?" she asked. "Enlightening. Did you talk with dad?" She nodded. When I asked for details, she told me what had happened. Almost as soon as mom and I left, she said, dad had knocked on her door and entered her room. They sat on the bed together and he held her, and they talked about inconsequential things at first. Eventually he brought up mom catching us, at which point Julie tensed. But he assured her again that they weren't mad, that mom had just been surprised, and there were other reasons for her reaction. The conversation seemed similar to the one I'd had with mom, but after that it changed. First he told her that if she didn't want to talk about or was uncomfortable with anything that she could stop the conversation at any point. Then he asked again how it had started, but this time asked for specifics of the relationship, and specifics of what we'd done together. Julie realized then that something was going on, but continued to answer him nonetheless, telling him about her panties, how we'd started playing with each other, and how we'd begun to have sex. By this point Julie could see that her dad was extremely turned on. Finally, he said what she could tell was the point of this conversation. If at any point Julie or I wanted to join our parents, we were welcome. He got up after this announcement, cock visibly hard in his trousers, and made to leave. "Wait," Julie said, and he turned. Blushing slightly, Julie reached up under her dress and removed her red panties, crotch a bit moist, and tossed them at dad. He caught them at his chest, mouth open. Then he nodded, and left. After five minutes of indecision Julie followed. She entered her parents' room to find her father lying on his bed masturbating, panties around his cock. He didn't stop when she entered, allowing her to watch until he came, hips thrusting forward as his cum seeped into the cloth of her underwear. Once his movements stopped, hand falling from his erection, she moved beside him and grasped it, squeezing from the bottom of his shaft to the head, eliciting a groan. She removed the panties and turned, going back to her room without another word, getting herself off twice before I got back. I listened to all this, my cock once again hard, tenting the sheet. Julie then asked me what I had done with mom, and I told her. She smiled slightly when I told her about the blowjob, and I knew she was happy that I'd gotten with mom, something I'd imagined doing since we'd started fucking. Soon we decided to sleep, our nights having mentally drained us. Julie shut off her lamp, and she cuddled up to me, my erection pressed against her naked ass as we drifted off. **** When we woke up we were both somewhat nervous. We had no idea what awaited us when we went down to meet our parents. I got dressed in my room, then went back to Julie. She was wearing a T-shirt that exposed the bottom of her ass, her blue panties visible below the shirt's hem. I raised my eyebrows, and she shrugged. She followed me downstairs into the kitchen, where our parents sat at the table across from each other. I saw my mom smirk when Julie walked in behind me, but she didn't say anything as we got some cereal from the counter. I sat next to mom, across from Julie. There was a tension in the air, but a different tension from the one that had been present in the past week. This one was more playful, laughter coming readily at silly little jokes, light touches sending shivers through our bodies. We decided not to do anything today, and eventually left the kitchen for the living room, where we put on a movie as an excuse to sit close to one another. Mom sat in the middle of the couch, dad next to her on one side and me on the other. We could have squeezed Julie on but she took one look at the situation and sat on dad's lap. He wrapped his arms around her waist, the shirt above his forearms, exposing her panties to all of us. I had an arm around mom, our bodies closer than necessary. Shortly after the movie began, dad's hand began to creep slowly up Julie's shirt, and soon he was not so subtly playing with her tits, causing her to squirm on his lap. I stood then, taking mom's hand and pulling her to follow me, leading her to her own bedroom. I closed the door behind us, and we stood for a moment, simply looking at each other. Then I took her sun dress and lifted it, her arms rising to help me, and it was over her head and on the ground. She didn't wear a bra, only a pair of gray panties that hugged her waist. She stood before me, shivering slightly as I drunk in her beauty, noting the slight differences between her and Julie's bodies, my mom's brown nipples to Julie's pink, her slightly smaller breasts and wider hips. Her green eyes stared into mine, and I reached out with both hands and moved them up her sides, admiring her body with my fingers. She reached out as I did this, undoing my the button and fly on my pants as I massaged her breasts with my thumbs, the pants pooling at my feet. I stepped out of them, closer to her, my cock pressing against her stomach. My hands travelled down, sliding under her panties to cup her ass and squeeze. Then I pushed them down her legs, letting them drop down past her thighs to the floor. I pushed her to the edge of her bed and knelt down, inhaling her scent as my face neared her pussy between her spread legs. Her lips were shaved, but a patch of hair remained just above her pussy. I could see her body trembling, and she gave a soft moan as my tongue pushed against her outer lips. I continued to eat her out until she grasped my shirt by the shoulders and pulled, bringing me up, then let her rip the shirt from my body. A hand found my back, pulling me towards her as her other hand grasped my cock and pushed me into her. Sister's Panties Ch. 03 I gasped, holding myself there for a moment, my cock halfway inside my mother. She fell back onto the bed and wrapped her legs around me, pulling me into her completely. I finally began to fuck her, each thrust pushing my mom into the bed, hands exploring, pinching and squeezing, her own doing the same to me. We periodically changed positions, and I was able to enjoy my mom from every angle as she rode me, sucked me and let me fuck her on her front. At one point I ate her from behind, my tongue bringing her to orgasm, entire body quivering as I pulled her against my face by her thighs. Finally, as I fucked her from behind, I came. It was no normal orgasm, trumping even the orgasms I have when I'm surprised. I thrust into her completely, pulling her hips towards me, cum pumping as my cock jumped inside of her. Her pussy clenched around my cock in response, and I held myself inside her until the last waves of pleasure had subsided. When I pulled myself from her my cum spilled from her pussy, dripping down her legs and onto the bed. Despite the intensity of our fucking, we both felt energized rather than exhausted. After a couple of minutes we left to go downstairs, leaving our clothes on the floor. We entered the living room to see Julie on the couch, naked, cum covering her stomach and tits. She looked up in surprise as we entered, then smiled. Dad walked in from the kitchen with a couple of towels, saw his wife and beamed. "Justin, would you clean your sister up?" he asked, handing me the towels. Then he took mom by the hands and stepped towards her, kissing her deeply. I rolled my eyes at Julie, who smiled as I sat down beside her, looking down at her body. I turned as I heard our parents leaving, heading back upstairs. "How was it?" I asked. "Incredible," she said, eyes bright as I wiped up our dad's mess from her front. I discarded the towels and then went back to Julie. After a minute we got up, and went to join our parents in their bed.