14 comments/ 130459 views/ 16 favorites A Tragic Event By: CountTheStars185 Her long blonde curls bounced gently as she walked. Her long slender legs went for miles and her hips swayed gently with each step. She stopped in front of one of the poolside chairs and set down her towel, reaching back, she straightened her bikini bottom before sitting on the chair and sliding back so that she could relax comfortably. Pulling a bottle of sunscreen out of her bag, she offered it up to him to rub on her back. "Excuse me," a particularly annoyed woman in her forties said loudly, wrenching him from his day dream. He straightened his glasses and looked at her, a smile immediately crossing his face out of instinct. Working in customer service did that to you. "Yes ma'am, what can I get you?" He said calmly, the woman rolled her eyes, a young girl clutching her hand. "For the third time," she said maliciously "I'll take a pepsi with extra ice and a small vanilla soft-soft serve for the girl. "No problem, ma'am." he said stepping into the back of the booth. Living in Las Angeles his whole life, he was 19 and had just graduated from high school. Unlike most of the members of society in LA, his mother was a stay-at-home mom, and his father had raised he and his two sisters on the salary of a bus-boy at a local Italian restaurant. Needless to say, his parents hadn't had the money to send him to college and he was saving the money he made from this cheap little popsicle stand on the beach. He had only agreed to take this job because it was the beach and he could watch all of the beautiful women as they strolled from the showers out to the pool to sunbathe and then the quarter mile up a beautiful palm-tree-lined trail to the most secluded nude beach in all of the Pacific Coast. Of course it was just his luck that the stand was so close to civilization and most of the women, prettied up and pampered with the most expensive spa's and bathing suits from their daddy's credit card, didn't even take their tops off until they got down to the beach. He stepped slowly up to the counter with a large foam cup of pepsi filled to the brim with ice, and a small vanilla cone, three twists, as noted on the soft-serve machine. "Here you are ma'am. One large pepsi with ice and a small vanilla cone for the pretty little lady." He said handing the cone directly to the little girl. The heavyset woman pushed the little girl behind her and ripped the cone from his hand. "So not only are you a perverted slacker, watching these spoiled little sluts with their daddy's credit cards, but you are a child molester too?" She practically screamed, waving her hand toward the group of girls that had just happened to catch his eye as he handed the cone to the little girl. They were heading up the trail toward the beach, clearly out of earshot. "I'm sorry ma'am," he said, pulling back. He moved to the register "Here, let me get your total..." He said slowly. Trying to be careful not to set her off again. "Absolutely not, I'm not paying..." She said, his attempt apparently failed, before turning on her heal and stalking off down the trail, her little girl in tow. He sighed. His boss, Alejandro, stepped up behind him. Alejandro was a good man, but he was always concerned with business. "Hey, Eric, did you just have another customer walk off?" Alejandro said, seriously. "Yes, Alejandro, I apparently am a 'perverted slacker,' and a 'child molester'" he said, making quotation marks with his fingers. Alejandro's face remained stern. "That's the fourth time this week," Alejandro said, ringing the soda and the cone into Eric's register, opening and then closing the till. Leaving Eric's drawer four dollars and sixty-nine cents short. Eric groaned, any shortage in any drawer came out of his paycheck, which was paid under the table, and this being the fourth time this week on very similar amounts meant that Eric's paycheck would be almost twenty dollars short, meaning that he would be one more week away from attending school at LAU. Packing his bag after Alejandro counted out his pay for the day, Eric strapped on his blades and clipped his helmet and skated up the concreted-paved part of the trail and onto the boardwalk. He picked up speed as he hit the street. He had to be right home after work so he could "baby-sit" his eighteen-year-old sister and her boyfriend. He stopped at a local meat-market to pick up a couple of hamburger patties before racing home, hoping he wasn't too late. Popping the straps on his blades off and kicking his blades into the hall closet, he stalked in his socks to the kitchen. "Gabby, I'm home!" He called up the stairs to his sister's room as he walked past the well. He entered the kitchen, expecting to hear her call down to him. When he didn't hear anything, several seconds later after putting the patties on the counter, he started up the stairs toward her bedroom. The house was small, two bedrooms, a kitchenette and a small dining room, a living area and a small basement. The basement was where Eric made haven, his sisters shared the master bedroom on the second floor of the house, with his parents sharing the smaller bedroom just on the other side of the landing. Eric noticed that his sister's bedroom door was slightly cracked open. He heard muffled gasps and gags coming from the bedroom. He pushed open the door to find his sister, unclothed and forced to her knees by her boyfriend, his hands clutching the back of her head while he forced his cock down her throat, a bruise already dark purple over her left eye. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE??" Eric bellowed, his glasses vibrating with the loudness of his voice. The boyfriends shorts were around his ankles, so when he turned and saw Eric standing a couple of feet away, he was off balance and tried to swing at Eric, making himself fall flat on his face. For being a scrawny little blonde haired kid, Eric was strong. He grabbed the boyfriend by the collar of his shirt and dragged him out to the landing at the top of the stairs. Eric brought the boyfriend to his feet and punched him square in the gut. The boyfriend doubled over and Eric delivered a powerful upper cut, connecting directly with the boyfriends chin. He lost his balance and fell heals over head backward down the stair, rolling through the screen door, settling finally on the stoop. Eric hurried down the stairs, closed and locked the front door before hurrying back up to the bedroom. Gabby was rocking back and forth, her knees to her chest in a corner of the room. She was still naked. Eric sat down beside her and tried to put his arm around her, she shuddered and pulled away from his touch. "I understand," Eric said, a fresh sob retching Gabby's body. "How long has this been going on?" Eric said softly. "This was the first time," Gabby said softly, between sobs. Her back heaving. She lowered her guard a little and leaned into him, Eric put his arm around her. She shuddered against his touch but still allowed him to keep his arm where it was. "What did he do to you?" Eric asked, hoping he wasn't prying too much. She re-capped the story, glad to tell someone to get the experience off her chest. "Well," she said, "it started when we walked into the house, I had set my school bag on the couch and he had turned me around and kissed me." She said thoughtfully, trying to remember each detail. "'When are your parents gonna be home' he asked me 'Not until late,' I had said 'but my big brother will be home any minute.' 'Well, I guess we had better hurry then' Cameron said 'I really don't want to do anything yet, after all, we've only been dating for two weeks.' I said, giggling. And that's when he hit me" She said flinching. She stopped, breathing heavily and trying not to cry anymore. Eric waited for just a few seconds before saying something. "Go on," he said. "Well, " she started again, her finger trailing up to the bruise over her eye "I fell onto the couch and then he ripped my clothes off and dragged me by the hair up the stairs, and in here. He forced me to my knees and dropped his pants, pressing his dick against my face. I pressed my lips together and he hit me again, harder than before. 'You'd better open that mouth, Bitch,' he said 'And if you bite me, I'll kill you.'" A fresh set of sobs racked her body as she said this. "So I opened my mouth and he shoved his dick down my throat, almost making me throw up. And then he started fucking my mouth, making me gag. And that's when you walked in." She finished, drawing her knees up closer to her chin. Eric couldn't help but look her over. She had naturally blonde hair, just like his, only hers was full and thick, and long. Her ankles were beautiful, not bony but not too fat, her legs trailed up to her muscular thighs and her full hips. She had a slightly showing six pack and the nicest pair of C cup tits that he had ever seen. Her face was beautiful also, full lips, and big doe eyes. Her long flowing hair ran down to the top of her fully shaped ass. "Let me start you a bath and you can relax and wash away that mother-fucker's stench" He said, getting up from the floor. Making his way to the bathroom at the back of the master bedroom, he started the water, pouring some lavender bath salts in and letting the tub fill. After the temperature was perfect and the room was filled with steam and the sweet smell of lavender, Eric went back into the bedroom to get his sister. She was still gripping her knees to her chest in the same spot she was before he left, seemingly unable to move. He walked over and picked her naked form up, she let go over her knees long enough to wrap her arms around his neck. His chest tingled as her perfect tits pressed themselves against it. He carried her into the bathroom and set her gently in the warm water. He lit a couple of candles as she settled into the cleansing water and said "Call me when you are ready to get out and I'll come help you get dressed and get something to eat." He kissed her lovingly on the forehead before closing the door to just a crack and heading down the stairs to the kitchen. A Tragic Event Ch. 02 Eric stirred slightly, and his eyes popped open, and stared directly at the clock. It read two-thirty AM. He rolled over and groaned, a strong urge to urinate was what he had guessed had woken him up, he tried to ignore it but eventually it got the better of him and stumbled into the bathroom. After flushing the toilet, he headed back to his bed to settle in again for the night. He stopped in front of the full-body mirror. He was tall, about 6'2 with short blonde hair, muscular legs thick with blonde curls, a flat stomach, but in no way muscular, the same went for his chest, which had small tufts of blonde hair growing on it. A distanced glimpse of his naked body would probably cause the viewer to snigger at the thought of a 19 year old with absolutely no hair. He flexed his arm, causing him to explode in a fit of laughter before crawling back into bed. A noise drew his attention toward the landing. His sister stood in a very short blue lace nightdress, almost see through in the limited light, her nipples poked through the material and he swore he could see her shaved pussy. He shook his head, trying to pass it off as a wonderful dream until she said something he heard very clearly. "I couldn't sleep, I keep dreaming about Cameron..." She said softly... he sat up and patted the bed next to him, Gabby moved slowly over to the bed and sat down next to him, he laid down on his side facing her and she did the same. He pictured her eating her hamburger earlier that night, she had looked at it thoughtfully and then looked up at him, blushing every time he caught her eye. He had just brushed it off, but now, with her here in his bed, he started to second guess himself. She rested her hand on his thigh and stared into his eyes. As he looked it felt like his eyes sucked him into a beautiful universe full of stars. Every one of those stars exploded into a splendid super nova as she leaned forward and brushed her lips to his. "I just want to say thank you, big brother, he could have killed me if you hadn't shown up..." Eric reached over and pulled her close to him, realizing what a mistake that was, as his cock was pitching a rather good sized tent in his boxer shorts. "That's okay, nobody fucks my little sister without my consent, and especially without hers." he said, smiling, nervously, hoping she hadn't noticed his hard member which was now twitching against her stomach. She giggled, moving closer to him, wrapping her arm all the way around his back. Suddenly her hips lurched back a little as his cock gave a particularly large twitch. Her hand flew down to his member and her fingers wrapped around it's head. "What is this? " She asked knowingly, " Did I do this?" Eric blushed and looked away from her. She slowly began stroking the head through his boxers. "Well, we can't have this if I'm sleeping here tonight." She said, hooking her thumbs into the band of his boxers. She tugged and he lifted off his hips, allowing her to pull his boxers down to his ankles. His cock sprang out and smacked her lightly on the stomach before she could get her hand on it again. Her hand trailed up his naked thigh, her fingernail sending shivers directly to the head of his prick. Her slender fingers encased his cock. "Oh my, it's so big!" She said surprised. It wasn't entirely un-true, he was endowed with about six inches when left un-stimulated, it grew to about eight and a half at full mast. She started stroke it slowly, deliberately stroking down to the base and then clear up to the tip of the head. When he started oozing pre-cum, she rubbed it up and down his cock. She moved quickly, before he could stop her and gave his cock a kiss on the head, pursing her lips she looked up at him, the shock on his face catching her by surprise. "Please don't tell me that you haven't wanted this just as much as I have..." she said, he was speechless, because he had. Countless nights he had spent right here in this bed, imagining this moment and jerking-off. He didn't say anything and she giggle, pursing her lips against the head of his cock. With a loud slurping noise she sucked hard on his cock, allowing the pressure to carry her mouth down over the head and to the base, he felt her swallow, trying to avoid gagging. She bobbed up and down on his cock a couple of times before he nudged her hips with his hand, motioning for her to straddle his chest, putting her dripping pussy right over his mouth. Sitting up, he drilled directly into her hole with his tongue, she moaned, sending shocks up and down his cock, he felt his balls tighten and cringed slightly, not wanting to come in her mouth and not wanting to come so quickly. "Oh, " she moaned, sitting slightly back onto his face, "come in my mouth, big brother," she bobbed down one more time and with a loud moan, he shot his load deep into her mouth. He felt her swallow again and again as he squirted time after time again. She sat back and began stroking as he ate her pussy liberally, his tongue all over the place, flashing quickly from her clit back to her hole and then again to her clit, sucking it between his teeth and nibbling slightly. She gasped and her whole body shuddered as she came all over his face, juices dripped from his chin into his chest hair as she worked his cock into salute again. Turning she planted a very long, sexy kiss on his lips, her tongue probing into his mouth and tasting all of her own juices. She sat down slowly in his lap, feeling his cock spread her lips... she lowered her self slowly into his cock, impaling herself fully before gyrating her hips to an in audible beat to anyone else but themselves. Eric swore their hearts were beating at the same time. Eric again, didn't last very long after he buried his face between her perfect tits, kissing a sucking gently on the soft skin between them. They came at the same time, their mixed orgasms causing the bed to shake uncontrollably. She collapsed next to him, the room was thick with the scent of sex. Eric slowly began to fall asleep, but pushed himself to stay awake until she fell asleep, which was a very short time. Eric awoke with a start, looking next to him on the bed, he started to have doubts that the wonderful experience the night before had actually happened. A glint of blue however caught his eye as he scanned back over his black sheets. He picked a piece of loose leaf paper off the bed, it had his sister's handwriting on it. "Meet me upstairs, my sexy big brother, I have a surprise for you. - P.s. it really did happen." He got up slowly, sliding his feet into a pair of slippers after throwing a robe around himself and tying it at the waist. He shuffled upstairs and headed for the kitchen, the smell of pancakes, bacon, sausage and poached eggs leading him there. Gabby was in the kitchen, laying some pancakes on a plate. "Mom and Dad called from Chicago," Their parents had gone to Chicago for a show that their oldest daughter, who was now working on her master's in psychology, had gotten them for their anniversary, tickets to see the musical "Hairspray" as on Broadway. On the condition that they came out and spent the week with her in her apartment just off campus. "They're flight was delayed until the snow lets up, and the winds slow down, Dad says that could be days though..." She trailed off as she concentrated on pouring orange juice into a very elaborate looking drinking glass. "Are they okay?" He asked as she set a plate of food and a glass of orange juice in front of him. "Yeah, everyone is fine," she said as she turned, wiggling her shapely ass in front of him and giggling before going to set up her own plate. "Jill's there with them, the roads out to the airport are closed too..." She finished, sitting across from Eric, giving him a sexy look, causing his cock to jump slightly. Eric's eyes trailed to the clock hanging above the door way, it was early afternoon and he didn't have to work today, so he had planned to catch up on his X-Box live time. But having a sexy sister at home might distract him from that, it was Saturday and she didn't have to work either. Breakfast was finished uneventfully, save the stray conversation and the occasional sexy wink from his sister. "Listen, Gabby," He started, "Don't think I didn't enjoy last night, I did immensely, but we are brother and sister, this is wrong." "So you are saying that two people who love each other can't physically express themselves to each other." She said calmly, she had obviously been trying to justify this in her own mind all morning. "No, I'm not saying that, they can most definitely express themselves physically. It's just..." he trailed off. "Just what? Do you love me big brother?" She said getting up from her chair and circling the table to take Eric's plate to the sink. "Nothing, " he said, surprised that he couldn't come up with a legitimate retort to her statement. "I do love you little sister." He said quietly. She finished her trek around the table and rather than picking up Eric's plate, she set hers down on top of his and moved into his lap, sitting there and kissing him passionately. His finger's trailed down her back, happily returning the kiss, their tongues probing in and out of each other's mouths. Her hand worked vigorously at the not in his robe and was successful in just a few seconds. She spread apart the robe, revealing his now refreshed and rock hard member. She stroked it a couple of times before turning to face the table and sitting on his cock. She gyrated her hips and rocked up and down, clutching his cock with the muscles in her pussy. Moans escaped her throat with each downward thrust from her hips and he started to grunt with each thrust. A gentle slapping sound rang through the kitchen as their movements became much faster and harder. Eric stood, bending his sexy sister over the table, knocking the bottle of syrup over. He fucked her relentlessly, not slowing for a second, pounding his sister's young bald pussy hard, his balls slapping against her clit. She let out a powerful scream as she came, soaking his cock in juices and causing his balls to tighten and him to shoot a thick load into her pussy. He fell over her, still inside her, resting on her back. His cock slowly becoming flaccid. As it did, he pulled away from her and let her stand up straight. "Go get in the shower, my sexy brother, you smell like sex." She said with a giggle. He laughed too and made his way to his downstairs bathroom.