11 comments/ 109036 views/ 20 favorites A New Year For Two By: dawoolef Neither my sister nor I had a date that New Year's Eve but we both planned on going out anyway. We both stopped celebrating the New Year at home when we each turned eighteen. For me that was eleven years ago. For Laura it was six. I was counting on Laura to tell me where I could find a crowd I'd fit in with. This was my first New Year's Eve since moving back home after my divorce. I had lived the last ten years in the city, with my wife. Then in less than three months, I lost my job, (downsizing) then my wife, (she found someone better) and finally my home, (thanks to the judge). Thank God for mothers. My mother was thrilled at the prospect of my returning home. I wasn't thrilled but I was grateful. So I moved back home, found a job selling hardware at the mall and hoped my luck would change, soon. Laura had never left home. She had a good job, managing a clothing store, and though she had had several boyfriends, she had not found one worth leaving home for. I didn't know if that made her picky or smart. Smart or not, my sister was definitely good looking. She was five, seven and had thick, wavy, shoulder length blond hair. Her face was very pretty; big, blue eyes, a small, upturned nose and a small mouth with full lips. Her C cup breasts were round and full, firm and straight. She had a slender waist, narrow hips and a rounded ass. Her legs were long and slim. Laura had been a cheerleader in high school and she still looked the part. I guess this is a good place to tell you that my name is Gregg. I am six feet, two inches tall and I weigh two hundred pounds. I was on the high school swim team and I worked out regularly since then, trying to stay in shape. While we're at it, I'll tell you about my mother, too. She and my father had been married for twenty seven years. He died two years earlier of a heart attack. Since then, mom got very involved with the church. She was not born again or extreme about it but working on different committees took up most of her time. That was where she was at that New Year's Eve. She was a chaperone at the youth group New Year's Eve party. I'm sure that if mom wanted a man in her life, she would have no problem getting one. She was five, six and had gray, almost white hair. It had begun turning when mom was thirty two. Her face was pretty, but plain and her expression made her appear as sweet and innocent as she really was. Though she tried to hide it, mom had a great body. She was forty nine and most women half her age would have loved to be built like her. She had double D breasts that were heavy and full, pulled down by their own weight and supported by their mass. Her waist was thick but smooth and her hips were wide and rounded. She had a great ass and thick, shapely legs. She usually wore loose fitting, baggy slacks and her dresses were all hemmed below her knees. Anyway, that New Year's Eve, mom had already left for her chaperone duty. It was a little after nine and I had just stepped into the shower before I got dressed to go out. Just as I reached for the soap I heard a tap-tap-tap on the door. "What?" I hollered. The door opened and my sister's pretty face looked in. "Can I come in for a minute?" she asked, "I really have to pee." "Yeah, sure," I said. She stood by the bowl and began undoing her pants. "Don't look," she said. "Like you have something I haven't seen before," I said. "Well, you haven't seen mine before," she said, sitting down. Her smooth, shapely legs were uncovered from her hips to her ankles. I could hear the tinkle of pee hitting the toilet water. "Yes, I have," I told her, 'We used to bathe together and we skinny dipped together, too." "Oh, yeah," she smiled, "I forgot about that. But, still, you haven't seen the improved version." "You want to show me?' I asked, only half joking. "I think that's called incest," Laura said. "Not if all I do is look," I teased, "I'm improved, too. I'll show you my improvements if you show me your improvements." "I don't think so," Laura said, still smiling. With her palm down, she flicked her fingers at me, gesturing for me to turn away. I looked straight ahead but from the corner of my eye, I saw her stand, wipe between her legs and pull her pants back up. "See you," she said, stepping out and closing the door. As I lathered my body, I wondered what I would have done if Laura had shown me her "improvements." It had been three months since I saw a naked woman and I wondered if I really wanted to see my sister nude or if I was just horny. I was just about to step out of the shower when I heard it again. Tap-tap-tap. "Yyyeeesssss," I called. The door opened and Laura stood in the doorway, wearing a pink and white robe that hung to the floor. "I need to know one thing," she said. "O.K." "Are you just going to look?" she asked, " or are you going to touch, too." I felt like I had been punched in the stomach. "I don't know," I told her, aware of my stiffening cock, "What do you want?" "I'm not sure," Laura told me, "I can't stop thinking about it, Its been a long time since I did more that kiss a guy. I know I shouldn't want to fool around with my own brother but I've always had a thing for you and I really need..." Her voice trailed off. "May I join you in the shower?" she asked. "Yes, please, definitely,' I replied, suddenly nervous. I pulled the shower curtain back and stood behind it as she approached the tub. She slowly unbuttoned the robe and nervously let it slide off her body. "You're gorgeous," I told her, "you have improved." Laura stepped into the tub and I released the curtain. "You've improved, too," she said, her eyes focused between my legs. I slowly raised my hands, afraid she'd change her mind, yet wanting to give her the chance to. She closed her eyes and bit her lower lip as my hands gently cupped her breasts. I could feel her nipples hard against my palms. I moved one hand down slightly so that her breast was between my thumb and fingers. I lightly squeezed the firm flesh as I lowered my head and sucked the nipple into my mouth "I guess," Laura said, "you're going to touch." "Do you mind?" I asked.. "Do you?" she asked back as her fingers encircled my cock. She stroked my erection as I sucked her breasts."I hope you don't mind,"Laura said, as she sank to her knees, "but its been a long time and I can't wait any longer." She ran her tongue over the crown twice, then took as much of my cock as she could into her mouth. "Jesus!" I muttered as the warmth of her mouth engulfed my cock. She pulled back until just the crown was between her lips then she moved her head forward again, until her mouth was filled with my cock. This time she pushed forward, harder and harder, until the crown entered her throat and her nose and lips pressed against my pubic hair. Laura pulled back, gagging, but deep throated me again and again. Thick strings of her saliva dribbled down her chin, falling on her breasts and stomach. Finally, she pulled her mouth away and rubbed the shaft as she looked at me, gasping for air and smiling. Her other hand moved up to caress my balls. "I love doing that," she said. After a moment, Laura began licking the crown and shaft, then my balls and even the flesh under my sack. All the time she rubbed my cock, bringing me closer and closer to cumming. She moved her head back and took the crown in her mouth. She sucked on it as her grip tightened and her hand slid back and forth faster. My entire body was tight, tense, begging for release. "I'm cumming," I told Laura, " I'm going to cum! OOOHHH SHIT! SUCK IT, BABY. SUCK IT SUCK IT SUCK IT!!!" Laura let my cum flow into her mouth, over flow her lips and dribble down her chin. Long strings of cum and saliva decorated her breasts and one string dangled from her nipple. I turned the shower on and washed Laura's body. Her breasts were velvet sacks filled with honey. Her skin was smooth, tight and firm. Her pussy was hot and wet, firm lips and tight inside. "We may not get out tonight after all," I told her, as I slowly slid two fingers in and out of her cunt. "That's alright with me," Laura said. "I really want to fuck you," I said. "That's alright, too." She turned around and bent forward, putting her hands on the wall and offering me her ass. "I love doggy style," Laura said, as she reached back and separated the cheeks of her ass. It had not been very long since I came in Laura's mouth but, seeing her ass, displayed before me, made me hard again. I could not believe that my baby sister liked deep throating and fucking doggy style. I pushed my cock into Laura's pussy, the hot, wet walls of her tight channel squeezing, almost sucking my long, thick pole. We fucked slowly, at first, then faster and faster until Laura was screaming and I was shooting stream after stream of hot semen into my sister's belly. We stood together, under the shower, rinsing and laughing and enjoying each other. Then we dried each other and went to her bedroom. We lay on the bed, still recovering. After a couple minutes, I propped myself up one elbow so I see Laura's body. She was on her back, her large breasts flattened by gravity, the nipples still erect. One leg pointed straight down, the other leg bent outward at the knee. She had her right hand between her legs, playing with her pussy and the cum that dripped out of it. "You really cum a lot," she said. "Its been a long time,' I told her. "You must think I'm really slutty," Laura said, "first I suck you off, then I let you fuck me and now I'm playing with your cum, hoping you'll fuck me again." "I don't think you're slutty." I told her, "I just wish you weren't my sister." "I was thinking the same thing," Laura said, "You're the first guy who ever made me cum the first time he fucked me." "Would you like me to try it again?" I asked. "I told you I was hoping you would"," Laura said. We moved into each other's arms, our lips pressed together. Our tongues explored each other's mouth as our hands explored each other's body. I kissed her face and neck, her shoulders and chest. I sucked her breasts and left a trail of kisses down her flat stomach and belly, ending between her legs. I wrapped my arms around her waist and turned our bodies, so that she was on top of me, her bare pussy just over my mouth, Slowly, I moved my tongue up and down her slit, pushing into her channel and sucking on her clit. I kissed her inner thighs and pulled her hips down so that I could lick and probe her ass hole. Laura kissed and licked and sucked, until every square centimeter my cock and balls was covered with her saliva. She turned herself around and straddled my hips. Holding my cock straight up, she slowly impaled herself on it, until the entire length was inside her. She sat straight up, pushing down with her hips, as I rubbed her clitoris with my thumb. Finally, slowly she began to rock her hips, moving them back and forth as well as up and down. Faster and faster she moved as my own hips strained upwards in an attempt to increase the sensation. "I am going to cum," she said, her eyes closed, "Ooohhh yes! I'm going to cum!! YES! YES!! YYEEESS! OH, FUCK! I'M CUMMMIIINNGGG!!!" Her body tensed and trembled then slowly relaxed. She fell forward on top of me, both of us breathing heavily. "Happy New Year, baby." Laura said, "What time is it?" I asked. "I don't know," Laura answered. Our bodies were pressed together, our arms encircling each other, my cock now flaccid but still in her pussy. "It may not be New Year yet," I told her. "I don't care," my sister told me, "The New Year can't make me any happier than I am, right now." A New Year For Two Ch. 02 "So, what do we do now?" my sister asked. "I don't know," I told her, "I never thought about it until we did it.'' We were sitting in the front seat of my car, parked on the road behind the cemetery. It was still light enough to see, but just barely. "Being out here like this reminds me of being in high school," I said. "Do you want to stop?" Laura asked. "No," I told her, "definitely not. Do you?" "Uh-uh," my sister said, "But we can't keep doing it like we have been. I mean, mom is pretty liberal but I don't think she's liberal enough to handle finding out that her son and daughter are fucking each other. And if we keep having quickies in the bathroom, while mom is downstairs, she is going to find out." "Our own place," I suggested. "Not unless we move to another town," Laura said. "And motels are too expensive," I said. "Considering how often we'd be going," she said, chuckling. Laura reached over and took my wrist between her fingers. "As much as I hate to admit it, being your sister and all, you are the best fuck I ever had." She slipped my hand under her skirt and slid my palm over the smooth, warm flesh of her thigh. As my hand neared the top of her leg, her thighs separated, and I willingly allowed my hand to move between them. She moaned softly and leaned back, sliding her hips forward to the edge of the seat. At the same time, I pressed my fingers against the damp nylon that covered her warm pussy. Laura groaned and grabbed her own breasts. "Go inside," she told me, "Put your hand inside my panties." As she spoke, she leaned further back, trying to straighten her body. She lowered her hands and with one, pulled her skirt up to her waist as with the other, she pushed her panties' elastic waistband down and away from her flat stomach. I plunged my hand between the nylon fabric of her under pants and the bare skin of her belly. My palm pressed against her hard, flat stomach as my fingers lightly caressed the firm, thick, outer lips of her shaved pussy.. She exhaled, almost hissing, as I inserted one finger, deep into her cunt. "Oh, god," she almost cried, "I'm being finger-fuck in the front seat of a car." "Just like old times," I said, inserting a second finger. "And its just as much fun now as it was then," she told me, 'Wait. Stop." She suddenly pushed me away. "Why?" I asked, "What's wrong?' "Nothing's wrong," she said, her thumbs hooking the elastic waistband of her panties, "I just want to take these off." She raised her hips and pushed her panties down to her knees, then over her calves to her ankles. She leaned back, her ankles together, her knees wide apart, and extended her arms to me. "Kiss me," Laura said, "If we're going to do this, let's do it right. Kiss me." I pressed my lips against my sister's and pushed my tongue into her mouth, I ran my hand up her inner thigh and inserted two fingers deep into her pussy. That was during the first week of February. It continued that way for almost four months. Quick sex in the bathroom, fucking in my car, or her's, once in a while getting a motel room so we could actually sleep together. Living with our mother had it's advantages. It was convenient and inexpensive. But, we all worked approximately the same hours with different days off. There was little or no privacy. Not when brother and sister wanted to fuck each other. And, all the while we still had to date other people. Not because we wanted to but we couldn't just stop dating. The town we lived in was small enough so that somebody would notice and start talking. The solution was right in front of us. Trish was Laura's best friend. She was also the daughter of my mother's cousin which made her Laura's and my second cousin. She was three weeks younger than Laura and she and my sister had grown up together. As toddlers they played together, they attended grade school, high school and junior college together. After completing junior college, Laura got a job at the clothing store she now managed. Trish went on and became a nurse. She was working at the hospital, on second shift. Laura and Trish were very different, physically. Laura was a relatively tall blonde with long hair and pale skin. Trish was four inches shorter than Laura, and had short, curly, dark hair. Her eyes were green, her nose small, her mouth wide with soft looking lips. She had a dark complexion, like a permanent, medium sun tan. Her breasts were large, full and heavy. In regular clothes Trish looked chubby but her body was smooth, her skin tight. She had rounded hips and a meaty ass. Her legs were thick, muscular and shapely. On a Friday, in the middle of May, Laura announced that she and I were having dinner at Trish's house. I wondered if this dinner had something to do with our problem but I decided to just wait and see. On the way over, Laura told me that Trish's boyfriend had moved to Seattle without even telling her he was leaving. Nobody, not even Trish, knew why. The house, like half the houses in town, was four rooms, a large living room, a slightly smaller kitchen/dining area, and two bedrooms. When we got there, Trish was wearing hospital scrubs and white, running shoes. Dinner turned out to be pizza and beer, one of my favorite meals. As we ate and drank, we talked and laughed about our school days, old teachers, who married who and what they were doing. "Why don't you take your brother into the living room and tell him what we've been talking about," Trish said to Laura, after we finished eating, "I'll clean this up, take a shower and join you in a few minutes." I sat on the couch and Laura sat on the coffee table, directly in front of me. I had a strange, but pleasant, sensation at the base of my spine. "It's really very simple," Laura began, "You and I need a place where we can be alone. Trish works second shift. She says we can use her house any time we want." "She knows about us?" I asked. "I had to tell her," Laura said, "and there is one more thing." My sister looked like she was trying to suppress a smile and I could not figure out why. "O,K." I said, "tell me." "Like I told you on the way here," Laura said, "Trish's boyfriend walked out on her. As payment for using the house, you are going to have to fuck her, too." I felt like I had just been punched, but in a good way. Laura was smiling. "There may be times when you'll have to fuck us both, at the same time." My head was spinning, my heart was pounding, my cock was painfully hard. "When do we start?" I asked, smiling almost joyfully. Laura was wearing the outfit she had worn at work. A red blouse, with long sleeves, a mid thigh length, black, leather skirt and red shoes with pointy toes and three inch heels. "How about now," she said, standing up in front of me. "Now would be good," I said, sitting back to see what Laura was going to do. Standing, Laura unbuckled her belt, then, putting her hands behind her back, she unzipped her skirt. Hooking her thumbs in the top of the skirt, she wiggled the leather material down below her hips, then let it slide down around her ankles. She removed her still clad feet from the fallen skirt and kicked it aside. I could feel pre cum oozing out of my cock as Laura slowly unbuttoned her blouse. She spread the blouse open, exposing her red, lace bra and the fact that she was not wearing panties. "You are a sexy slut," I said, as I gripped her bare hips. "Thank you, very much," Laura said, moving closer to me. I turned her around and, still holding her hips, lightly kissed the firm cheeks of her ass. "Bend over," I told her. Laura bent forward, placing her hands on her knees. I pulled her hips back and pushed my face into the space between her ass cheeks, "Ooohhh---ooohhh---ooohhh" my sister chanted, as I licked, and jabbed my tongue into her ass hole. I moved one hand between her legs to play with her pussy. Laura wriggled away, straightened and turned to face me. "Stand up," she told me, reaching for my belt before I was on my feet. "I can't wait anymore." She quickly opened and lowered my pants, removing my shoes and socks and underwear, too. She had me sit down on the couch while she sat on the coffee table before me. Leaning forward, her breasts pressed against the tops of her thighs, she slowly let her lips slide down the full length of my cock, from the tip to the base. As she held me deep in the wet warmth of her mouth, I reached out and unhooked her bra strap. Laura let the red bra slide down her arms to the floor, leaving her wearing only the red, spike heeled shoes. I raised my legs, stretching them across the coffee table, with Laura sitting between them. Laura raised and lowered her head, moving her mouth up and down the shaft, then sliding her lips and tongue on the sides and sucking my balls in and out of her mouth. "Mmmmm--mmmmm--mmmmmm," she moaned. "I never saw a girl sucking her brother's cock before,' Trish said, "I can see why you like doing it so much." I had almost forgotten about her. The sound of Trish's voice surprised me. Seeing her sent a sharp shock up my spine. She stood on the other side of the coffee table, completely naked. Her large breasts hung down like velvet sacks filled with honey. The triangle at the top of her legs was bare, except for an inch wide landing strip. Her torso, her legs, were thick and curvy, lush not fat. "Want some?" Laura asked, looking over her shoulder at Trish. "I sure do," Trish said, smiling as she walked around the coffee table to sit next to Laura. I moved my legs further apart so both girls were sitting between them. Laura and Trish took turns, one sucking the crown while the other nibbled the base. Their lips slid up and down the shaft and, when they reached the head at the same time, their lips touched and lingered, their tongues licking each other's lips and tongues, as well as the crown of my cock. At one point, their mouths moved away from me and pressed together, their tongues plunging between each other's lips, their hands caressing each others breasts. Watching what they were doing to each other. was almost as exciting as what they were doing to me. "Are you ready to fuck?" my sister asked. "Yes," I rasped, reaching for Laura. "Do Trish first," my sister said, "she's never cum before." "You've never cum?" I asked Trish. "Not with a cock inside me," my cousin said. "Maybe I can change that," I told her. I leaned towards her, sucking a nipple into my mouth. At the same time, I slid my hand between her legs. Trish lay on the couch and I braced myself over her, pumping my hips with slow, deep movements. Laura knelt with her head by Trish's and mine. The three of us kissed each other, our faces and necks and mouths. I came but Trish didn't. "Maybe next time," she said. "I tried," I told her. "Don't worry about it," Trish said, "your sister makes me cum every time." I was surprised, almost shocked. I had no idea. But as I watched Laura eating out Trish's pussy, I knew I could get used to it. Epilogue: Six months later, Trish and I got married. Laura lives with us. It's a great arrangement but we all know it won't last forever. And, that's O.K. Trish and I truly love each other and Laura will always be welcome. A year after the wedding, a baby was born. My son. I'll let the reader figure out who the mother was.