28 comments/ 477246 views/ 209 favorites Taking My Sister Ch. 01 By: nguyenvanphuoc "You can't tell mom and dad," my sister said. She was sitting on her bed, covering herself with her comforter. "You know what they'll do." Her eyes were welling with tears. She was upset for good reason. I had come home early from work and found her with a large, black cock in her mouth. The owner of the cock has long since vanished. Our parents were both hard working and successful lawyers. As well, they were incredibly religious, and were strongly against many things they viewed as immoral. Highest on the list were premarital sex and interracial relationships. While neither my sister nor I held the same beliefs, our parents made it clear often that if we wanted to keep our trust funds, we better abide by their beliefs. A little background: my sister Rachel and I are twins (fraternal). We were always close growing up, and we hung out with the same friends. As we became teenagers, we still hung out, but our relationship became edgier, and my sister became a little bit of a bitch. We both still lived at home – I went to a local community college, and Rachel went to the State college, less than two miles from home. I knew Rachel had engaged in sexual activities, as had I, but until now I had never actually witnessed it. We both did a good job of playing the obedient children. We both wanted our trust funds when we turned 21, less than 2 years from now. Each of us would get a little more that $1.5 million. Unless something made our parents change their mind. "Please, Ben, you can't tell them," she pleaded. She knew that if her parents found out that she had been sexually involved with a black man, she'd be disowned, and the trust fund would be gone. I thought about it for a minute. She was crying now. I had always found my sister incredibly sexy. She had an amazing body, skinny but with curves in the right places. Her breasts were on the small side but perfectly proportioned. Her ass was tiny but perfect, like two halves of a large melon. I would often masturbate thinking about fucking her. I decided that I shouldn't let this opportunity pass me by. "I won't tell mom and dad," I said. "But you have to do something for me." Relief flooded her face. "Thank you Ben. Whatever you want, tell me and I'll do it." "You can start by dropping the comforter," I said. She looked confused for a minute. "What? Why, Ben?" she asked. "Because, I want to see you naked," I answered. "But you can't. I'm your sister," she answered. "I know. If you don't want me to tell mom and dad, you'd better be my naked sister in a hurry," I said. She stared at me, her confusion becoming replaced by a mix of anger and disgust. Slowly she dropped the comforter, exposing her breasts. The rest of the comforter was draped across her thighs, covering her crotch. Her breasts were gorgeous. I had previously only seen them under a t-shirt or bathing suit. They were perfectly formed, and she had no tan lines. I felt my cock stir in my jeans. "That's a start. Now the rest," I said. "Ben, no," she said. "We can't do this. It's wrong." She continued staring at me. "The comforter, or else," I said. My cock was now completely erect and was straining the fabric of my jeans. "Ben, please," she begged. I didn't say anything. She sighed, seeming to resign herself to her fate, and threw the comforter on the ground. I had expected her to be wearing panties, but she wasn't. Her pussy was completely hairless, and like her breasts there was no sign of tan lines. I moved closer to get a better view. She was still aroused, I could see. Her lips were puffy and reddish, and they glistened with her juices. She was glaring at me. "Satisfied, jerk?" she spat. She closed her legs. "Open them," I said. She looked away, and fresh tears started down her cheeks. She closed her eyes and opened her legs again. I knelt in front of her and stared at her bare mound. I imagined how it would feel to slide my cock between those lips. I was dying, and needed release. I stood up. Rachel closed her legs again and looked at me. "Are you done?" she asked in a desperate tone. "I am, but you're not," I said. Confusion came back into her eyes, replaced by fear as I unzipped my jeans. My 7-inch cock sprang out. "God Ben, what are you doing?" she shrieked, looking away. "Stop it! Put that away and get out!" "Touch it," I said. She was still turned away. "Touch it, Rachel." "No Ben. Get out now," she said. She didn't look at me. I put my cock away and zipped up my pants. "Okay, I'll go. Mom and dad should be home soon, so I guess we'll have a good talk." I started for the door. Before I got there, Rachel said, "Stop". I turned around. She was looking at me. "I'll do what you want. But I'll only touch it, nothing else." I didn't say anything, I just walked back and unzipped again. My cock was still rock hard. She stared at it. "Touch it," I said. Slowly, she reached out and put her hand around my shaft. I gasped at her touch. She held me like that, and then let go. "Happy?" she asked. "Almost," I replied. "Do that again." I said. She grabbed me again, and I put my hand on hers and started moving it up and down. She got the hint and took over. It felt incredible. She had obviously done this before. I was so overwhelmed I knew that I would come very quickly. I didn't want her to move out of the way, so I didn't give her any sign that my orgasm was approaching. As she jerked me, she gave a sudden squeeze, and that was enough to drive me over the edge. My cock jumped and cum splashed all over Rachel. The first spurt was a huge rope that landed on her head and face. She instinctively moved away, and the next spurts landed on her tits and belly. I kept coming, covering her chest. I had never come that much in my life. Finally, I was done, and Rachel took her hand away. She wiped it on the sheets, then used the sheets to wipe the rest of the cum off her face and front. "Thanks, sis," I said. She glared at me. "I won't tell mom and dad, but you'll have to do that for me again." "No way," she said. "That's it Ben. No more." "Have it your way," I said. I saw her deflate again. I knew I had her. "I'll see you at dinner," I said, and left her room. ***** Our parents came home at about 6:30, and we all sat down to dinner at 7. Rachel had to take a shower to get all the cum off. She didn't speak a lot at dinner, and our mom asked her what was wrong. "I just don't feel well," she said. "I think I may have the flu." "Well, why don't you go up and lay down?" our dad said. "Ben will bring you some tea. Won't you Ben?" "Of course, dad." I said. Rachel looked at me, then left the table and went upstairs. After dinner, mom and dad decided to go out to visit friends down the street for a couple hours. I promised to take good care of Rachel. After my parents left, I made some chamomile tea and took it up to Rachel. She was lying in her bed, watching TV. She looked at me as I walked in. I set the tea on her night table. She muttered a thank you. I sat on the bed beside her, and pulled down her comforter. She was wearing sweatpants cut to shorts, and a tank top with no bra. She tried to pull the covers back up, but I stopped her. "Ben, please don't," she pleaded. "I can forgive you for what happened before, but it can't go one. You must know that." Part of me did, but another part of me couldn't stop. "Just relax for a minute," I told her. I pulled the covers all the way off. I pulled at the drawstring holding on her shorts, and pulled them off. Rachel tried to resist, but she knew that she wouldn't be able to stop me. For the second time that day, I was greeted with the sight on her completely hairless pussy. "Why don't you have any pubic hair?" I asked. She didn't answer right away. I asked her again. She turned away from me. "It's easier to wax it all. Guys like it because it makes me look younger, and because it's cleaner when they go down on me." Her voice was emotionless. "Go down on you? You mean lick your pussy?" I asked. I had never done that, but was suddenly very intrigued by the idea. "Yes," she answered. "Do you like it when guys do that?" I asked. She turned to look at me, her eyes burning with anger and humiliation. "Of course I do," she answered. "Don't you like it when girls suck your cock?" she asked venomously. "Yes, I do," I replied. In truth, I'd only had two blowjobs, and neither one was that good. I moved to the foot of the bed and grabbed Rachel's feet. I pulled them apart and moved closer to her pussy. She didn't resist, probably assuming I was just going to look again. I moved closer and closer, until my nose was almost touching her outer lips. Her smell was intoxicating. Before I knew what I was doing I had run my tongue all the way along her slit. Rachel jumped out of the bed. "Jesus Christ, Ben! What the fuck do you think you're doing?" She yelled. Good thing our parents weren't home. "I'm licking your pussy," I answered. "Or at least I was." I didn't move off the bed. Rachel was standing in front of me, naked from the waist down. I waited for her to say something. "Ben, get out," she said. "I won't tell mom and dad about any of this, but you have to get out now." "Lay down on the bed," I told her. "No Ben. Get out, now," She said. "If I tell mom and dad what you've done, you'll be in just as much trouble as I am." "No I won't," I answered. "If you tell them, I'll tell them you're lying to try to cover up your relationship with Frank, and about how I walked in and saw you swallowing his entire cock. Who do you think they'll believe?" She knew I had her. My credibility with our parents was a lot better than hers. She knew they'd believe me over her. She stood for a minute, and then sat down on the bed. "Do whatever you want for five minutes. Then you'll stop. Agreed?" she said. "Sure," I answered. I would take as much time as I wanted, but she didn't need to know that. She laid back down on the bed and spread her legs. She covered her face with a pillow. I repositioned myself in front of her pussy, and licked it again. I felt her whole body tense. I stared eating her in earnest. I found her clit and alternated between sucking on it and licking her pussy lips. I slowly put my index finger inside her, and felt her tense again. She let out a loud sob. I carried on, with two fingers now inside her. I licked and sucked her clit, and I noticed that her hips were starting to move against me. I could feel her vaginal muscles start contracting. Holy shit, I thought. She's going to cum. I kept going and before long she was thrashing under me, her cunt spasming as she came. I slowly took my fingers out and licked them, savouring her sweet juices. I looked at her. The pillow was gone, and her face was a mix of emotions. I knelt between her legs and took off my own sweatpants. My cock was rock hard again. She suddenly looked terrified. "No Ben," she said. "You can't. Don't put that inside me." "Relax," I said. "You can jerk me off like last time." I moved up so that I was kneeling between her spread legs, my cock over her stomach. Without having to be told, she grabbed me and started jerking. She must have wanted to get it over with, because she was going very fast. It worked. In less than a minute I was cumming for the second time today. The first spurt again landed on her face and in her hair. I kept cumming, covering the rest of her body. Amazingly I think I came more this time. Her tank top was splattering with my cum. She sat up and took it off, and used it to wipe off her hair and face. She pulled the covers up and turned away from me, staring at the TV. I left without saying anything. ***** For the next few weeks, things went back to normal, pretty much. I had Rachel give me a few more handjobs, and while she didn't necessarily seem to like it, she protested less and less each time. She even started taking a little longer. She became better at sensing my approaching orgasms, and would aim my cock so that I came in her hand or in a cloth or sock if she had one handy. She stopped trying to tell me that we couldn't keep doing this. I guess she figured once we hit 21, she could tell me off without fear. Then, one Friday, our parents came home and announced that they were going on a trip for a week. They were leaving us to take care of the house, and each other. Of course, we weren't to have any parties, and we never would, because there's no way our parents wouldn't find out. But, with our parents gone, we were free to stay out late and come home in a less than sober state. They left on Saturday, and that night both Rachel and I ended up at the same party. I was playing a drinking game with some buddies in the kitchen, and I saw Rachel dancing with Frank in the living room. He was getting very frisky, and she was fighting to keep his hands off her. Finally, she slapped him in the face, and he stormed out. I lost sight of Rachel for a couple hours, and when I saw her again she was in the backyard, drinking Southern Comfort from the bottle and taking pretty big pulls off of a nice sized joint. She was sitting with a couple girlfriends. I walked over to her and grabbed her by the arm. "Come on, sis," I said, pulling her to her feet. "I think you've had enough." She was not at all stable on her feet, and I had to prop her up. "Naaaa," she slurred. "I don' wanna go. I wanna stay with my girls." The last word came out like 'girlsh'. "I know, but I think you need to get some sleep," I told her. "Say goodnight, Rachel." "Goo'nite, Rachel," she said with a wave. I got her out to the car and poured her into the front seat. I had only had a couple beers and was fine to drive. I started the car and pulled out of the driveway. A few minutes later, I pulled into our driveway. Rachel had slept the entire short trip, and I had to shake her to rouse her. I helped her into the house and into her bed. She sat on the bed, and as I turned to go, she grabbed my belt and turned me to face her. Without saying a word, she unzipped my jeans and took my flaccid cock in her hands. "Rachel, what are you doing," I asked. This was the first time she has initiated anything between us. "Isn't this what you want," she asked, her words still slightly slurred. "I might as well give it to you, because you'll make me anyway," she said. My cock was growing hard. I hadn't planned on doing anything tonight, but it would be hard to say no with her soft, skilled fingers slowly stroking my shaft. She took her time, and every time I sensed my orgasm approaching, she'd slow down. After about ten minutes, I told her I had to sit down because my legs were getting tired. I laid on the bed, and she resumed her stroking. She was going unbearably slow, running her hand over the head every now and then to lubricate my shaft with my precum. Suddenly I felt a familiar pressure build. She sensed it, and tried to slow down even more, but it was no use. I exploded, hitting myself in the face, and drenching her pillow. She kept pumping while I finished, shooting an unbelievable amount of cum onto my chest and stomach. When I was finished, she wiped her hand on my leg, and grabbed a towel off her dresser. "Here, clean up with this," she said. "Goodnight, Ben." She laid down and turned away from me. I took the hint and left her room, dropping the jizz soaked towel in her hamper. I went to my room, threw on a robe, and headed to the bathroom to clean up before bed. As I passed Rachel's room, I heard an unmistakable sound. I put my ear to the door and heard the sounds of my sister masturbating. I pushed the door, and it swung open silently. She was laying on her bed, naked, with one hand between her legs and the other one alternating between her two nipples. Even though I had just come, I felt my cock stir. I tiptoed over to the side of her bed and watched. I could tell she was getting close. I waited until I thought she was almost there. "Need some help?" I asked. She must have jumped 10 feet in the air. "Goddamn it Ben! You scared the shit out of me!" She wasn't slurring anymore. "Sorry," I said, grinning widely. "I heard noises and wanted to make sure you were okay." "I'm fine, thanks," she said, sitting on the edge of her bed. "Can you please go?" "So you can finish?" I asked her. "Not likely," she said. "After that scare, I couldn't if I wanted to." "Well, maybe I can," I said. She seemed to weigh the offer. She opened her mouth to say something, and then reconsidered. She simply laid down on her back and spread her legs. My cock was rock hard as I positioned myself between her legs again. I took time, savouring the aroma of her pussy. She was in a very aroused state, and I was surprised at how wet she was. I ran my finger up and down her glistening slit. She gasped and lifted her hips toward my finger. I smiled. As she had, I took my time. I would build her up to the brink of orgasm, then stop completely and watch her thrash around. She would try to finish herself, but I grabbed her hands and kept them away. I would lick her clit while I fucked her with my fingers. I had read about the female G spot, and I tried to locate hers. Based on the sharp gasp she made, apparently I found it. I kept bringing her up and down, until I thought she couldn't take it any more. I started in earnest, working her clit and finger fucking her. I felt her vaginal muscles start to contract and knew she was seconds away. Without being obvious, I moved my pinky so it was just outside her asshole. Her juices had been running and I knew that her anus would be well lubricated. As she started cumming, I stuck my pinky in her ass. She screamed and thrashed like nothing I've ever seen before. I almost came myself, feeling both her cunt and ass muscles contracting as she came. She didn't stop for almost a full minute. It's a good thing our parents weren't home, or anywhere close to home. After she came down, she looked at me with the same mixture of emotions; anger, humiliation, and a little bit of lust. She didn't say anything, just turned over onto her stomach. Typically, this is when I would leave, but today I had another idea. I climbed on top of her and held her. She didn't move, and for a minute neither did I. I shifted so that my cock was nestled between her ass cheeks, and let it rest there for a moment. Then I slowly started pumping back and forth. It felt exquisite. She didn't try to stop me, probably hoping that I would come and then leave her alone. Not today, though. Holding her wrists, I lifted myself up a bit and moved my cock a little lower. On one of my downstrokes, I moved enough that the head of my cock brushed the entrance to her pussy. She gasped and tensed. I went back to rubbing my cock between her cheeks. Ever couple of strokes I'd brush my head against her wet lips. Then, without warning, instead of pulling back I pushed forward. She cried out. "Ben, no!!!" she yelled. My head was inside her pussy, and it felt like nothing else I had ever felt. She was incredibly tight, and I wondered suddenly if she was a virgin. I pushed forward a little more. Her tightness was overcome by the copious amount of fluid that she was producing. "Ben, stop!!! Please, Ben, don't do this," she said, tears starting to flow down her cheeks. "I'm a virgin, Ben." That was enough for me. I kept pushing, and soon felt pressure at her hymen. "Ow!!" she screamed. "Ben, it hurts. You're too big. Please take it out. It hurts." Her cries turned me on even more. I pulled back and then pushed forward harder, and I felt her resistance give. She shrieked. I kept going and before I knew it my cock was buried to the hilt in my sister's pussy. I grabbed her tiny ass cheeks and pulled them open. I looked down, and saw her wet lips wrapped around my shaft. I couldn't believe my cock was inside her. It looked like I should be splitting her in half. The sight of her tiny ass cheeks spread apart and my glistening cock in her virgin pussy was too much to handle. My cock jerked, and I unloaded what felt like buckets of cum into my sister. She must have felt it, because she started to panic. Taking My Sister Ch. 01 "Nonononononononono," she said. "No, don't cum in me, I'm not on the pill, no Ben, don't, nonononono." She was almost incoherent. I had finished cumming, and pulled my cock out of her pussy. There was a little bit of blood, and a lot of cum. As I pulled out, a stream of cum flowed out, over her pussy lips and puddle on the sheet. Rachel was crying softly. "Ben, how could you," she said. "How could you rape me and cum inside me?" Her face was buried in her pillow. I felt guilty, but as I stared at her back and ass, and watched my cum flow out of her, I realized that I would need to do this again. ***** We didn't do anything for the next month or so. Rachel didn't talk to me unless our parents were around, and event then she was very curt in her conversation. I was worried that our last encounter might push her over the edge, and she'd tell our parents. She'd lose her trust fund, but so would I. I didn't think that either of us wanted that. One night, I went into the bathroom just after Rachel had come out of the shower. As I was taking a leak, I noticed a tampon wrapper in the garbage. I felt relieved, knowing that if she was having her period, she wasn't pregnant. After I finished peeing, my cock became hard as I thought about the last time. I grabbed my cock and jerked off in record time, shooting my cum into the toilet in less than a minute. I realized that I needed some more of my sister. A few days later I saw my opportunity. Our parents were going to a gala dinner, and said they'd be home late. Even though neither one drank, they liked to dance and have a good time, and routinely would get home after midnight. Rachel seemed to sense my mood, and after dinner, she sat on the couch and stared at the TV. She didn't even look at me when I sat down beside her. After about 5 minutes, she looked over. I smiled at her. Without a word, she reached over and unbuckled my belt. She tugged my jeans off, and my cock was standing at attention. I hadn't jerked off since the bathroom, so I was aching. She looked at me again as she wrapper her hand around my shaft. I laid back and closed my eyes, savouring the feeling. Suddenly, her hand stopped, replaced by her mouth. She had never taken me in her mouth, and the feeling was unbelievable. She took the entire length of my shaft, and I felt my cock head hit the back of her throat. It was too much to handle, and I came right away. She grunted and swallowed as much as she could, but apparently my load was too big because some of it escaped and dripped down her chin. She held me in her mouth until I started to soften, the pulled back. She wiped her chin with her t-shirt and turned back towards the TV. Rachel was wearing sweatpants and an old t-shirt, and I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. I reached over and started to pull her t-shirt up. She pushed my hand away and pulled her shirt back down. This went on for a few minutes before she finally gave up. With an exasperated sigh, she sat forward and pulled her shirt over her head and threw it at me. Her tits were as gorgeous as ever, sitting pertly, nipples hardening in the air. I leaned over and took one of her nipples in my mouth. I felt her stiffen slightly, but she didn't try to push me away. I kept licking and sucking her nipples and breasts. Rachel tried to pretend it wasn't affecting her, but after about ten minutes, she started to moan very quietly, and she would shift in her seat. I felt my cock getting hard again. I moved to kneel in front of her. I reached up and pulled the drawstring on her pants. She was looking at me, half pleading to stop, and half pleading to keep going. I hooked my fingers into the waistband and pulled them off. Her bald pussy was staring at me. I didn't waste any time, licking her slit top to bottom. I found her clit right away and started working on it. Rachel reacted immediately, groaning loudly and pushing her pussy towards me. I slid two fingers into her already wet cunt, and began fucking her. She was rapidly approaching the brink, and I didn't stop. I felt her muscles start to contract, and increased my efforts. She came with a scream, her thighs locking around my head. I slowed down as her orgasm subsided, but I didn't move. My fingers were still inside her, and after about fifteen seconds, I slowly started moving them in and out. Rachel gasped. I gently licked her clit, and she jumped. I did it again, and she squirmed, trying to pull back. I put my other hand under her ass and pulled her forward. I started slowly, and gradually got faster and faster. Rachel was enjoying it, moaning and squirming. I took one finger from my free hand and ran it around the outside of her cunt, getting it well lubricated. I placed the tip by her anus, and moved it in small circles. Rachel tensed, clenching both her ass and cunt muscles. I started pushing my finger slowly against her clenched ass. Even though she was closed tight, the lubrication allowed my to push past her sphincter. I pulled back and pushed forward until I had my entire finger buried in her ass. I kept working on her clit, and before long I knew Rachel was going to come again. This orgasm was going to be different though. Her legs started shaking, and she was uttering small grunting sounds, like 'uhuhuhuhuhuhuh'. I felt her ass and cunt muscles start to spasm, and her grunts got louder. I knew she was going to come, but I didn't expect what happened. As she came, her pussy squirted some kind of liquid all over my face. I pulled back for a moment, and then went back at her clit. Rachel was almost having convulsions, and she came for what must have been more than a minute. Finally, she seemed to be done, although her body would still twitch involuntarily with the after effects. I stood up and looked down at her. Her tanned body was glistening, partly from sweat and partly from her ejaculation. Her cheat was heaving, and her eyes were only half open. Her legs were still spread, twitching every now and then. Her pussy lips were red and puffy and dripping. I knelt in front of her again. My cock pointing at her pussy. Rachel was completely out of it, and didn't react until the head of my cock touched her lips. Her eyes opened and she tried to move away. I grabbed her hips and pulled her forward. My cock slid partly into her. "No," she said quietly. She pushed at my chest, trying to keep me from pushing forward. I grabbed her hands and held them over her head. I pushed into her. She winced as my cock entered her. I pulled back a bit and then pushed all the way in. "Ouch!" Rachel cried out, and I held myself completely inside her. I started moving back and forth. Rachel had her eyes closed, and a tear ran down her cheek. I kept going, fucking her slowly, then pushed all the way in again. I started to rub my crotch against hers, stimulating her clit. After a minute or so, Rachel's body began to betray her, and I felt her start to move against me. I pulled back and started fucking her again, with long, slow strokes. I let go of her hands, and with one of them I started to rub her clit. I was trying hard to hold off my orgasm, but as Rachel started to come again I knew it would be impossible for me not to as well. Rachel cried out as she came, and at the same time I pushed all the way in and held myself there, my cock erupting in her warm pussy. I waited until we were both finished, and then pulled out. When my cock came out, a river of cum flowed out and pooled on the couch under Rachel's pussy. Rachel turned her head to the side and closed her eyes. I got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. I went back into the living room. Rachel wasn't there, but she came back in about five minutes later. There was a large wet spot on the couch where my cum and Rachel's juices pooled. Rachel had a damp cloth and scrubbed the spot, removing most of the fluids. Then she turned the cushion over and sat down. She didn't look at me. We watched TV for about an hour, and then I went to bed. ***** Rachel and I continued our sessions, almost on a daily basis. Rachel would still protest, but her heart wasn't in it. By the time I would get her pants off, her pussy would be dripping. Her body certainly grew to like the attention, and she would always orgasm at least once, usually twice, and once I made her come 7 times. I also got bolder. Once, Rachel and I were doing dishes after dinner. It was a warm summer evening, and our parents were sitting outside by the pool. We could see them from the window over the sink. It would be hard to see inside, as the setting sun was reflecting off the windows. Rachel was standing at the sink, washing the pots. She was wearing thin cotton sweatpants that hugged her tight ass, and I could tell there were no panties underneath. I walked up behind her and put my hands on her hips. I pulled her ass back into my growing erection. "Ben, stop," she said. "Mom and dad are right there." I didn't stop, instead running one of my hands around to her stomach and then down over her pussy. She groaned quietly. "Ben, stop. Please," she said, but already her hips were gyrating. I knew she would be wet already. I stopped rubbing her crotch and pulled down her sweatpants. I quickly undid my jeans and let them fall to the floor. Without wasting time, I placed the head of my cock at her pussy and rubbed it back and forth a few times. She was incredibly wet. I pushed my cock into her. It went in easily, and in one smooth motion I was buried to the hilt in my sister. She put her hands on the counter and thrust her ass back towards me. I started moving in and out slowly. I wanted this to last, but I knew that we needed to be quick. I didn't want to have to stop if our parents came in. I put my hands back on Rachel's hips and started fucking her a little faster. She was grunting each time I would thrust into her. She was looking out the window, making sure our parents were still sitting. She took one hand off the counter and started to rub her clit. I knew that when she did that she would come almost right away. To drive her over the edge, I licked my thumb and slowly pushed it into her ass. Before I knew it she was shaking, her legs buckling. She came hard, spraying cum all over the floor. I followed with my own orgasm, shooting my hot load deep into her pussy. We stood there, my softening cock still inside Rachel. As we caught our breath, our m other stood up and started towards the house. I quickly pulled out of my sister's pussy, my cock bringing a large stream of cum with it. I quickly pulled up my jeans, and Rachel pulled up her pants. Immediately, the grey fabric was stained dark by the mess flowing out of her pussy. She ran upstairs, leaving me to clean up the mess that both of our cum had made on the kitchen floor. Our mom walked in as I was wiping up the mess with paper towel. She looked down at me. "What happened?" she asked. "Oh, nothing," I replied. "I just spilled some water." "You always were the clumsy one," she said jokingly. "Where's Rachel?" "I spilled some water on her, so she went to change her pants." "Okay. I'm going to go have a shower. Your father may fall asleep out there, so do me a favour and keep an eye on him." "Okay, mom," I said. "I'll do that." After she left, I finished wiping the cum off the floor, and then finished doing the dishes. I didn't see Rachel again that night. The next day, after our parents went to work, I took a shower and was walking by Rachel's room back to my own. She was on the ground, doing yoga. She was following a yoga DVD on her TV. She was in a child's pose, kneeling on the ground with her body bent all the way forward, her head almost touching the ground. I could see the outline of her hairless pussy through her yoga pants. Next, she stood up, stretched towards the ceiling, then bent forward, placing her palms flat on the floor. Her face was now looking in my direction. She saw me, but didn't say anything. I dropped my towel, exposing my rock hard cock. She held her pose, closing her eyes. She held that position for several minutes. Then I noticed a small wet spot forming on her pants, right over her pussy. I grinned. I walked over behind her and pulled her pants down. She was trembling slightly. I squatted behind her and buried my face in her pussy. I didn't want to take my time, and with some quick tongue work I had her coming in less than a minute. She was still bent over, panting heavily. "Get down on the floor like you were before," I said. She didn't hesitate, and resumed the child's pose. In this position, her ass was perfectly presented. I decided this would be the day we tried the one thing we hadn't yet. There was a small jar of Vaseline on Rachel's dresser. I grabbed it and put it behind her on the floor without her noticing. I knelt behind her and put my cock at the entrance to her pussy. I pushed into her, and she sighed as I entered her completely. She reached her arms out in front of her and flattened herself out even more. I went extremely slowly, pulling all the way out, and then pushing all the way back in. Her pussy was still extremely tight, and I loved the feeling of being buried inside her. As I slowly fucked her, I put a small amount of Vaseline on my finger, and placed it at the entrance to her ass. She moaned, no longer trying to stop me. I pushed my finger in, then pulled it out, putting a little more Vaseline on it. I repeated this a few times, and I don't think she noticed. She was beginning her approach to orgasm, I could tell. I had the both the outside and inside of her ass well lubricated now, and I was ready to take the next step. I pulled my cock out of her pussy and coated it with Vaseline. I quickly placed my head on her brown rosebud. She moaned, probably thinking it was my finger again. When I pushed forward, she realized what was going on. Before she could protest, the head of my cock had popped inside her ass. "OOOWWWWWW!!!!" she yelled. "Fuck Ben, what are you doing?" she screamed. She tried to get away, but I had her hips firmly in my grasp. "Just relax," I told her. "It will hurt less if you relax." "Fuck you," she yelled. "It'll hurt less if you take your cock out of my ass." Instead of taking it out, I pushed in a little more. "AAHHHHHH" she screamed. "Ben, stop. STOP!! IT HURTS!!!" She was almost panicking, and it was getting hard to keep her under control. I decided to go for it, and pushed forward with one might thrust. Suddenly my cock was buried in her ass. She went nuts. "AAAAUUUUUUGGGGHHH" she screamed again. I was suddenly worried about our neighbors, and if they could hear her. I held myself in her ass, hoping she would get accustomed to the feeling and relax a bit. After a minute she did seem to calm down. At least she stopped yelling. "Ben," she gasped. "Fuck Ben, that hurts so much. Please take it out. Please take your cock out of my ass." Hearing her say those words drove me crazy. I started to very slowly pull my cock out of her ass. She made a noise that sounded kind of like "UUGGGHHH". When my cock was almost out, I pushed it all the way back in. "NOOOOOOOOO!!!" she shouted. "NOOOOO, Ben, take it out. Please. Oh fuck that hurts. Take it out. Please, fuck my pussy, or I'll blow you, just please take that thing out of my ass." She was on the verge of tears. There was no way I could stop now. I pulled out again, almost completely, then thrust back in. Rachel continued to sob. She was quietly saying "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts" over and over again. I started fucking her ass with short, gentle strokes. Every time I would push into her, she would emit a loud grunt. After a few strokes, I knew I couldn't hold back. I looked down and watched as my shaft slid into her tight ass. It looked like a baseball bat compared to her small asscheeks. I pulled out and pushed back in, amazed that her tiny ass was able to accommodate my cock. I buried myself completely and came, shooting what felt like a gallon of cum deep inside my sister's bowels. When I finally stopped coming, I slowly pulled my cock from her ass. She whimpered quietly. I watched as a small drop of cum appeared at her ass. I guess the tightness of her rectum kept the rest of it from gushing out. I went into the bathroom and washed my cock with soap and water. Rachel came in and sat on the toilet. She didn't look at me and didn't say anything. I heard her push my cum out of her ass, heard it splash into the water. I knew if I stayed, I'd get hard again, but I figured after that performance, Rachel deserved a break. I went out to do some errands, and when I got home, Rachel was in the kitchen drinking a glass of juice. She was sitting at the kitchen table, and I noticed she was sitting on a cushion. I was suddenly worried that I had really hurt her. "Are you okay?" I asked. She looked up at me with sad eyes. "What do you think, you prick?" she said. "You just fucked my ass. It's sore as hell." I didn't say anything, and she looked away. "Ben, we have to talk," she said. I figured this day would eventually come. I figured she was going to tell our parents, or worse yet, the police. I kept quiet and waited for her to continue. "I really hate you for what you've done to me," she said. "I can't begin to explain how wrong it is. And you know that, but you keep doing it. You keep fucking me whenever you want and however you want." She took a sip of juice. "I can't go to mom and dad, because they'll take away my trust fund as well as yours, and that's something I'm not prepared to give up." "So, what are you saying?" I asked. I didn't know what she was trying to say. "I'm saying that even if I could go to mom and dad, I wouldn't. I hate you for doing this, but I'm addicted to it. I get wet when you're around, because all my body can think about if having you fuck me or go down on me. I masturbate constantly, and when I do, I think about your cock." This wasn't what I expected. Was she giving me her approval? "I'm not going to accept this as being right, but I can't stop. This is what you've turned me into. A sister who can't live without her brother's cock. And I hate you for that." With that, she stood up and walked out of the kitchen. She was walking in a funny way. I smiled to myself. ***** We continued our activities. Rachel would now let me know if she was horny. On several occasions, I would find her on my bed, her ass in the air, fingering her pussy. I would get behind her and put my cock in her pussy, and we'd both come in seconds. She told me she was on the pill, which explains why she didn't worry about me coming inside her. At our most daring, she sucked my cock in the living room, swallowing my cum as our parents sat in the kitchen. One day, I walked by her room and noticed her doing yoga again. Our parents were out, and she was doing it naked. She was in the child's pose again, and her pussy and ass were staring at me. I quickly stripped and came up behind her. The Vaseline was still on the dresser, and I grabbed it. I bent down and started licking her pussy. She groaned. I licked her clit and her pussy lips, then slowly moved my tongue up and licked her asshole. She jumped. I went back to licking her pussy, and started pushing a Vaseline covered finger into her ass. I repeated the preparation treatment, and if Rachel noticed, she didn't say anything. I stopped licking her and knelt behind her. I coated my cock with Vaseline and placed the head against her anus. I I felt her tense, but she didn't try to get away. I slowly pushed in, and the head suddenly popped in. "Ow," she said, but she didn't tell me to stop. I kept going. I slowly pulled out and pushed back in, going a little deeper each time, until once again I had my whole cock deep in my sister's ass. She whimpered. Taking My Sister Ch. 01 "Are you okay?" I asked. She snorted. "What to you think, genius?" she said. "I'm on my knees with my brother's cock balls-deep in my ass. Does that sound okay to you?" I got a little angry at her tone. "I meant does it hurt?" I asked. "Maybe I'll buy a dildo and shove it in your ass, so you can see how it feels," she said. "Just hurry up and finish." I decided to oblige her, and began to fuck her ass with purpose. I pulled all the way out, then plunged all the way back in. Each time she would grunt, or utter a sharp "Fuck" or "Goddamn". I kept at it, fucking her ass with long, deep strokes. I thought I would come right away, but I found I had some staying power. I was really fucking her ass now, holding her by the hips. She was uttering strings of gibberish as I pumped her ass. Then, surprisingly, she slid one of her hands down between her legs. I knew she'd be fingering her clit, and sure enough I felt the familiar tremble start. She was going to come while I fucked her ass. The thought was enough to make me explode. As I started coming, so did she, and her orgasm caused her ass to contract on my cock, sending me into the throes of the strongest orgasm I've ever had. Rachel was spasming uncontrollably, and her cunt was spraying all over herself, me and the carpet. I stopped fucking her, but left my cock in her ass. I noticed that Rachel was not stopping. She was rubbing her clit with fury now, building to a second orgasm. I felt it coming, her ass muscles spasming. She started to shake uncontrollably, and then she was there again, her pussy spraying as thrashed around. My cock was still in her ass, and it was getting hard again. I started moving, slowly fucking in and out of her well-lubricated asshole. "Oh fuck Ben," she groaned. "Not again. I can't take it." "Sure you can," I said. I pushed all the way back in, and Rachel grunted loudly. "Fuck, that hurts," she said. Her hand went back to her pussy. This time she shoved two fingers into herself. She started to moan quietly but continuously. I was still going slow, taking full, deep strokes. My cum was leaking out of her ass and onto her pussy. "Fuckfuckfuckfuck," was all Rachel could manage. Her body was starting to tremble. "Ohgodohgodohgod," she continued, then simply started grunting. I was still fucking her ass in slow, steady strokes, but she was working on her pussy with a vengeance. "Oh god, I'm coming," she screamed. I wasn't ready to come, so I held her hips tightly and kept going. She was screaming now, her pussy gushing and her muscles contracting on my cock. I couldn't believe how hard she was coming. Then I noticed she wasn't stopping. She kept screaming, and her ass muscles were going crazy. I kept fucking her ass, faster now as her incredible orgasm brought me closer to my own. She kept coming, her screams subsiding a little bit, her hand now working on her clit. I was amazed. She had been having a steady orgasm for at least 30 seconds, and showed no signs of letting up. I felt a sudden familiar pressure in my balls. "Fuck, Rachel," I said. "I'm going to cum again." This pushed her even further over the edge, and her pussy gushed again as she screamed louder than I've ever heard. That was enough for me, and I pushed my cock all the way into her ass as I shot my second load. She collapsed on the floor, and I fell on top of her. "My god, that was amazing," I said. She didn't answer. I pulled my cock out of her ass, bringing a river of cum with it. I looked at her. Her eyes were closed. "Rachel?" I gently shook her. She didn't respond. I suddenly got worried. I went to the bathroom and soaked a washcloth with cold water. I went back to her bedroom and held the washcloth against her forehead. After a few minutes, she started to stir. She opened her eyes. "What happened?" she asked. "I don't know," I said. "I think you may have passed out. You came pretty hard." "Jesus, that was the most amazing thing I've ever felt in my life," she said, and tried to sit up. I had to help her sit up, and then stand. As she stood, my cum ran out of her ass and down her legs. I felt my cock stir at the sight. I helped her into her bed, and used the washcloth to wipe up some of the mess. By the time I got the covers on her, she was asleep. I lay down beside her, not meaning to sleep. I woke up sometime later to the sounds of our mother downstairs calling our names. I bolted out of the bed and ran to my room, closing the door as our mom climbed the stairs. It was a close call, but all I could think about was the next time I'd get to fuck my sister. Taking My Sister Ch. 02 As the months went on, my sister and I continued what I'd become accustomed to thinking of as our fuck sessions. Any reluctance that Rachel had shown was gone, and she had become the aggressor in our relationship. Rachel became slowly but steadily more adventurous, wanting to try new things in new places. Her increasing depravity made her increasingly horny. She had me fuck her ass almost every time, and she would cum multiple times with my cock in her ass. When I would finally cum, spraying her bowels with a huge load of semen, she would scream as she came. These orgasms were so powerful that she passed out more often than not. Needless to say, these sessions took place with our parents nowhere near the house. More frequently, she'd sneak into my room at night, usually when our parents were asleep, but she didn't always wait. We would go down on each other and fuck in every position in complete silence. She would leave my room covered in cum, relishing the risk of bumping into our parents with my cum dripping off her nipples and running down her belly. I enjoyed the ride that we were on, and was eager to see what my sister had in store for us next. While every time we got together was amazing, a couple of times stood out from the rest. ***** The most memorable encounter also turned out to be one of the shortest. Our parents had taken us out for dinner for our birthdays. We went to a 5-star restaurant in a luxury hotel in the city. We had been here many times, but not since my sister and I had started down our current path. After we had ordered, my sister excused herself and stood to go to the washroom. As she walked away, she turned around and held up her hand, fingers splayed. "Five minutes," she mouthed. Our parents both had their backs to her, so only I could see her. I was so surprised I almost choked on the bread I was eating. As I assured my parents I was fine, my mind was racing. I suddenly recalled that the stalls in these bathrooms had complete doors; solid and floor to ceiling. The men's washroom (and presumably the women's, too) had one handicap stall that was easily three times the size of a normal stall. As I tried to process the myriad possibilities, I felt my cock grow hard. "Ben?" I heard my mom say. "Ben, are you okay?" I realized I had totally zoned out and hadn't heard a word anybody had said. "Uh, yeah mom, I'm fine," I managed. "I think I might have eaten something funny today though. My stomach's a little off." I hoped that explained my current state. Luckily, the interruption had taken my mind off fucking my sister, so my recently engorged member was becoming flaccid. At least it had been until I started thinking about it. I needed to move quickly. "Sorry, mom, dad," I said, hoping I looked sick. "I've got to go, bad." I practically ran out of the restaurant, compelled by something much more powerful than my bowels. I approached the small sitting area outside the washrooms, and Rachel was nowhere to be seen. I didn't want to be seen standing around outside the washroom, especially by my parents, so I went into the men's washroom. The washroom was empty, or at least seemed to be. Each stall door stood ajar, except for the handicapped one at the end. I decided to see if it was occupied, so that if Rachel came in here I knew where we could go. I rapped gently on the door. "Occupied," came a voice. I started walking away until I realized there was something funny about the voice. I stepped back and knocked again. There was a cough, and the same voice replied. "Occupied," the voice said. "Open up, Rachel," I whispered. The lock clicked, the door opened and Rachel grabbed my shirt and pulled me into the stall. "I was hoping you'd figure out where I was," she said. She wasted no time unbuckling my belt and yanking my pants and boxers down to my ankles. "Quickly, get your fucking cock in my ass," she panted. She turned, hiked her dress over her hips, grabbed the hand rail next to the toilet and bent forward. Her ass was facing me, and I noticed her wrinkled little anus was glistening. I reached out with my finger and ran it from the top of her ass, down the crack, across her rosebud, and over her pussy. I put the finger to my nose and smelled it. "Butter," she said. "I snuck a square from the table, and I put it in my ass. Now get your big prick in there before I scream." I saw no reason not to oblige her. I stepped forward with my cock in my fist, and placed the head at her puckered opening. With one smooth push I entered her completely. She groaned. "Hurry up and fuck me," she said. "We don't have much time." I pulled out and pushed back in, knowing that with the excitement of our situation, I would not last long. I pulled out and was halfway back in when the bathroom door opened. I froze, and so did Rachel. We stood there, silent and motionless, my cock halfway into my sister's ass. There were the sounds one would associate with a men's washroom; urination, flushing, hand washing. I hoped that whoever it was would dry their hands and be gone when I heard the last thing I wanted to hear at this time. "Ben?" I heard my father. "Are you in there?" he asked. His voice was right outside the stall. I was paralyzed with fear. I felt Rachel start to shudder and looked down. Her eyes were closed, and she had one hand between her legs. She was making herself cum as our father stood less than three feet away. "Uh, yeah, dad, I'm in here," I replied. As Rachel was moving, she pushed back, pushing me back into her. She started to cum, and I felt her bowels clench on my cock. Even having my father standing outside the door couldn't stop me, and I felt the cum rushing up my shaft, exploding into my sister's ass. I tried my best to be quiet, but several grunts and gurgles escaped my throat. I caught a lucky break. "Sounds like you're having a tough time in there, sport," my father said. "I'll see you back at the table when you're ready." I heard his footsteps fade, then the door open and close, then nothing. I waited to make sure. My cock, still half hard, was still buried in my sister. Rachel was still working on her clit, and the familiar trembling started again. When she came this time, her knees buckled and she squirted a bit on the floor. At the same time, my cock plopped from her ass, and cum gushed out onto the floor. "Fuck me," she gasped. "That was awesome." She grabbed some toilet paper, gave herself a quick wipe. She pulled her underwear out of her purse, and slipped it on. I watched as she took another wad of toilet paper and shoved it into her panties. "So your cum doesn't stain my dress when it leaks out," she said. I was amazed at her presence of mind. I could barely remember my name. "Wait at least five minutes," she said, kissing me on the cheek before opening the stall door and running out. I was back at the table about 10 minutes later, and Rachel was chatting with my our parents as though nothing had happened. They asked me how I was, and I told them I was okay. The icing on the cake was Rachel asking me if I wanted the last piece of butter. "I've got enough on my buns already," she said. ***** The second session that qualifies as the most memorable was our most recent. It was last Friday night, and Rachel and I had planned to see a movie. This had become a regular occurrence when our parents were home, as it gave us a chance to at least get a good oral session in without fear of being heard. Sometimes we even made it to see a movie. Tonight was an exception though. Rachel was driving, and she kept her plan a secret as we drove out of our suburb and into what was increasingly country land. "C'mon, Rach," I said, bordering on begging. "Tell me where we're going." I hated the suspense, but was pretty sure I'd like the eventual surprise. "Nope," she answered, a devilish grin on her lips. We drove for more than an hour, to a smaller town of about 15,000 people. I had been here before for the occasional party, as I'm sure Rachel had, but it was safe to say we didn't know anybody here. My curiosity was growing by the minute. Rachel turned through the town, eventually pulling into the back parking lot of a strip mall. She pulled into a spot, pulled the parking break and opened the door. I got out and followed her to an unmarked door. She stood and waited, so I grabbed the door. She thanked my and walked through, with me right behind her. I found myself standing in a deviant's wet dream. It was obviously a sex store, and we had walked directly into the dildo section. Further along the walls I could see sections of lingerie, whips, chains and masks; some things were familiar looking, others were not, and many looked uncomfortable or downright painful. "We're going to do some shopping," Rachel said, grabbing my hand. We walked up and down the store, not saying anything, just looking at everything. We ended up back in the dildo section. "So, which one looks the most like you?" she asked. She had picked up a couple 'samples' and was turning them over. "Why?" I asked. "you can have the real one whenever you want," I said, placing her hand on my semi-hard shaft. "Well, smart ass, I can't have it whenever I want," she said. "First, you're not always around. Second," she dropped her voice. "When your cock is in my ass, it can't be in my pussy too, can it?" Semi-hard became fully hard instantly. She squeezed me playfully. "That's more like it," she said. She grabbed about four of the unpackaged rubber cocks and pulled me by the hand into a dressing room. "Let's see it," she said. I quickly unbuttoned and pulled my rigid cock out. She knelt down and took me swiftly into her mouth, slowly taking the entire shaft into her mouth and throat. She slowly moved away, and my head popped out with a plop. "Okay," she said. "Let's check size." She held each one beside me, and of the four only two were approximately the same size. "Okay, these are the two," she said, and opened the door. I rushed to pull my pants up and followed her out. She located packaged versions of the dildos she had chosen and handed them to me. I read the packages as she went to look at restraints. One of them was a simple vibrator with variable speed control. The second had a head that rotated and a neck filled with some kind of beads. I followed Rachel to the section with chains, straps and handcuffs. She had selected a pair of sturdy looking cuffs, a length of nylon strapping, and a ball gag. I couldn't believe this was my sister. "Let's go try these," she said, walking back to the dressing room. We entered and she quickly undressed. She grabbed the cuffs and cuffed herself over the hook on the back of the door. "Put your cock in my pussy," she ordered. "Come on, I'm horny," she said, almost whining. I took my time, slowly undoing my pants and freeing my cock. I stepped behind her, my hardness nestling between her ass cheeks. I rubbed slowly against her, moving lower until my head brushed her already wet lips. "Put it in," she rasped. "Put it inside me." I used one hand to guide myself into her slippery folds. She was as wet as she's ever been, and I slid in to the hilt almost without resistance. I immediately started to fuck her with vigour, pounding into her with enough force to make our skin slap with each thrust. She was grunting with each penetration, and just as I sensed her approaching orgasm, she stopped, unhooked her hands, pulled my cock out of her pussy and placed it against her ass. She held me as she pushed back, and I slid into her ass with ease. As with the butter, she seemed to have pre-lubed herself, for easy access. "Don't move yet," she said. She reached for one of the dildos and tore at the packaging. With her hands still cuffed it was a challenge, but she managed to get it out in a couple minutes. She moaned, and I could feel the pressure as the dildo slid into her pussy. "Okay, go," she said. She was leaning against the door with her shoulder and head. I couldn't see, but by her motion and the feeling in her ass I could tell she was fucking herself with the dildo. I pulled out and pushed back into her tight hole. I tried to sense the rhythm of the dildo in her pussy, and before long I was pushing into her ass when she pulled out. She was incoherent, uttering a string of monosyllabic grunts intermixed with the occasional "fuck" or goddamn". Before long I felt the familiar pressure start in my balls. I knew it wouldn't be long until I came. "I'm going to cum," I managed to whisper between breaths. "Oh fuck," Rachel grunted. I felt the trembling starting in her legs, and looked forward to cumming with her. As her orgasm started, she panted at me. "Don't cum, Ben," she gasped. "Don't cum inside me, please, oh god, oh god, OH GOD!" she screamed. I didn't know why, but I held back. Just barely, too, as I watched her body spasm in the throes of an incredible orgasm. I had stopped thrusting, but her writhing was having an effect, and my orgasm was quickly becoming unstoppable. "Rach, I can't help it," I said. "I'm going to cum." She suddenly pulled herself away and knelt in front of me. Before I could protest, she engulfed my entire cock in her mouth. With her mouth and hands she worked my shaft, and within seconds I was shooting what felt like a bucket of cum into her mouth. She continued to suck me until I went limp. She stood and opened her mouth, showing me my own cum. She closed her mouth, swallowed, and opened it again. "All gone!" she said. "Oh, my god Ben, that was fucking awesome." I had to agree with her. "Let's go pay for this stuff and get out of here," she said. We dressed quickly and exited the dressing room. I expected to see a crowd gathered, given the noise we made, but the female clerk was still behind the counter, lazily flipping through the current issue of People. She rang up our items and then asked if there was anything else. "Just the movie," Rachel said. I was confused, even more so when the clerk opened a cupboard and revealed four DVD recorders. The top two were labeled 'Store 1' and 'Store 2', and covered the front and back entrances. The next two were labeled 'Dressing 1' and 'Dressing 2'. She pushed the eject button for the bottom player, slipped the disc into a cardboard sleeve and handed it to us. "Pretty hot," she said. "Hottest I've seen in a while. You guys could go pro." I felt like my jaw was on the floor. Rachel was obviously expecting this as she thanked the clerk, paid, and grabbed the bag. She pulled me towards the back door. We were back in the car, driving, when I asked her how she knew about this place. "Internet," she said. "A site I visit has recommendations for all sorts of different things, and includes special notes. Like be sure to ask for the movie when you leave that store. If you don't, you'll be an internet legend within minutes." I couldn't decide what was more shocking: the fact that my sister had planned and executed such a lewd encounter, or that she had made sure I didn't cum so she could suck my cock just after it came out of her ass. For a fleeting moment, I wondered if I should be scared of what I had created.