4 comments/ 187815 views/ 23 favorites Brotherly Lust By: MrSensual My sister Isabelle is 12 years older than I am. When I was learning to crawl she was already starting to go out on dates and doing all those things that young teenagers do. I suppose she was always more like an aunty to me, more so than a sister of the same age who jokes around and gets in trouble right alongside you. I only have the one sister and no brothers. Whilst Isabelle went to a public school, I was sent to an all boys private school which I always enjoyed until the onset of puberty in which I discovered that there was a certain something lacking in my life, namely.... Girls! The only girl I knew was my next-door neighbour Nicola who was one year older than I was. Nicola was an early developer and looked much older than she really was. I was lucky enough to have had the immense pleasure of playing "Doctors and nurses" with Nicola. We would go into the back of her father’s shed and slowly undress each other, gazing at each other’s nakedness. I can still recall clearly the image of her pert, pointing breasts and lightest pale-pink nipples before me. I would always get a massive hard on from simply looking at Nicola's breasts, flushed complexion and goose-bumped skin. I relished every opportunity to slowly ease down the white cotton panties she was always wore and take in the sight of her standing naked before me. Funnily enough I never minded the fact that she would insist on keeping her white ankle socks on during our hidden moments. She in turn would watch in utter fascination as my cock grew from next to nothing to a rigid, nerve popping erection. Nicola had fine dark curly pubic hair and smooth skinned, milky white thighs. Silently we touched and explored each other in the half-light of the shed kissing each other sensually as we touched up each others bodies. What wonderful times we spent in that shed, so innocent and yet so naughty. Unfortunately our secret playing came to an abrupt end the day Nicola's father came in to find us standing opposite each other, half undressed. I have never run so quickly in my entire life. I somehow managed to jump the fence into my backyard in a state of half undress and lock myself in my room. All the while expecting him to burst through the door at any moment with an axe. I never did get the nerve to venture next door again until a couple of years later. Even then, it was hard to look her dad in the eye without thinking he would give me a quick backhander for what he saw that day. Nicola had certainly grown into curvy young woman, who by this stage I was sure, was quite adept at kissing as well as so much more. By the tender age of 19, my only foray into gazing at the delights of the opposite sex was done through fumbling excitedly through the pages of the naughty magazines I had found under a bush in the paddock near our house one glorious spring day. The term "treasure", to a hormone riddled young boy, would most definitely have to be defined as finding a stack of "porno's" somewhere. And what a treasure trove to behold I held in my secret possession.... Playboy, Penthouse, Hustler, Ribald and Private Magazine. I can laughingly remember that upon seeing my first full page "cunt shot" I thought to myself "what the hell is THAT?" Nicola certainly did not have THAT. It was whilst looking at one of my magazine girlfriends and rubbing myself to keep from peeing that I had my first orgasm. I'll never forget that moment of laying back on my bed, my underwear and hand all wet and sticky and my whole body tingling from this amazing new sensation. What a magnificent discovery...I was hooked! From that day on I was rubbing myself and enjoying the orgasmic waves that would engulf me at least ten times a day. The only problem was hiding the cum laden tissues that I would stuff under my bed until it was safe to leave my room and flush them down the toilet. All those tissues… must have singly destroyed a whole forest throughout my teenage years. It was with horror that I returned home from college one day to find Isabelle standing in my room, a handful of my dried up tissues in one hand with the other holding up one of my secret magazines, "And how do you explain THIS?" she asked me as sternly as a math teacher. My mouth was wide open yet I remained fixed to the spot, speechless. My secret had been uncovered, and by none other than my own sister. There was only one thing to do in this situation.... Run! I can’t remember exactly where I ran to or how long I stayed there but I finally ventured home rather sheepishly to face the music. Much to my relief I found my sister making dinner in the kitchen (my parents both worked as cleaners and always came home late so the job of cooking dinner and making sure I ate it was Isabelle's) and asking me what I wanted for desert. No mention at all of what had happened earlier in the afternoon. I was more than happy for her to leave it at that and not bring it up, however as we both sat and watched TV in the dining room I was sure she was grinning at what her mischievous little brother was up to these days. Upon going back to my bedroom, I checked to find that my magazines were all still there as were the tissues. I just hoped that she wouldn’t tell mum. I made sure to be on my best behaviour with her in case she ever used this against me. On the occasion when I would bring school friends home, they would always comment on my sister’s looks, which always annoyed the hell out of me for some reason. Isabelle’s looks haven’t changed much since I was a kid aside from a few wrinkles here and there and a bit more weight. She has dark, wavy hair that cascades down just past her shoulders. Her eyes are a very dark brown and her skin always has a lovely light-tanned look even through winter. She is not tall standing at around 5`7, though her legs always looked long and shapely. Her body size would be small to medium, her figure nice and curvy. She has always dressed extremely stylishly, not batting an eyelid at spending hundreds of dollars on a pair of heels, skirt, manicure / pedicure or perfume. My sister had the habit, when dad was off working, of walking around the house in just her panties, shorts or tracksuit pants and topless. I don’t remember at what point she started doing this as I just always remember her doing it. However as my hormones started to kick in, I sure remember starting to notice her. Her breasts were firm, would have been about a handful (about a C cup) and her nipples were a lovely light brown colour. Her areola was about the size of a twenty-cent coin and had the tiniest little bumps around the base of her nipples. When it was chilly they would stand up extremely erect and would appear to change colour to dark brown. From a side view my sister’s breasts had a delightful upward curve, like a crescent moon or a banana at side-view, and her nipples sat proudly on top of the breast. Though the only breasts I had ever seen were in my magazines I knew that my sister had a GREAT set of tits! She never seemed phased by the fact that I was around whilst she went around the house topless. I was always careful not to stare too much or show too much interest in case she ever hid them away from my view. Mum used to tell her to go and cover up but she never took any notice, only when dad got home or a visitor knocked on the door would she run into her bedroom and throw a t-shirt or jumper on. One time I had been out playing with the guys and some smart arse stuck chewing gum in my hair, which for the life of me I could not get out. Mum wasn’t home to help so I asked Isabelle to carefully cut out the offending gum. She wore her black cotton robe with a silk dragon on the back (very seventies) as she sat on the stool in front of me with a pair of scissors. I loved the fact that this robe was quite old and the material had worn so that if you looked hard enough, her nipples could be seen through the material. As she began searching around through my hair trying to cut off a piece of gum without leaving a big bald patch, her legs began to slowly part and the robe fell away on both sides down beside her thighs. As the gum was lodged right at the very top of my head I had to lean forward for her and she could not see my eyes. My eyes were practically bulging as her legs ever so slowly spread further and further apart to finally reveal my sister’s black pubic hair only inches away from me. I was mesmerised. It was so difficult keeping up with her chit-chat as I secretly devoured the site of her pussy, taking it all in to forever hold a place in my memory banks. Somehow I amazingly managed to carry on a conversation as casually as if I were just watching the TV. I just wanted to remember every single little exquisite detail and took in as much as I could. Her pussy was so neatly trimmed at each side so that her pubic hair formed a perfect line up to where it ended below her lower stomach. Her hair was totally shaved off below the point where her clit must have been though I couldn’t peek that far down... I remember for a brief moment seeing naked flesh that was her outer labia though at this stage of my education I only knew them as being her pussy lips. Suddenly her legs snapped together and in a flash I looked up innocently, hoping she hadn’t noticed I had just been ogling her pussy. Thankfully, she continued on without mentioning anything about my perving so I don’t think I had been caught. Perhaps she had just realised the compromising position she had taken whilst seated in front of me and thought it better to close her legs. I soon realised I had to cover my crotch discreetly as my cock was bulging out of my pants for all its worth. “Please PLEASE don’t give me away” I tried to tell my offending member as if it could hear its master talking . . . as if it would pay any attention. As soon as she had started, she was finished. My hair was a littler spikier than normal but the gum was totally out and I was free to go and shower. She gave me a playful slap on the head and told me not to be such an idiot and let people put gum in my hair. She was always good with the sisterly advice. Slowly and carefully I got up to leave making sure she wouldn’t see my aching hard on. On pulling down my underwear to step into the shower I first felt and then saw that they were saturated with pre-cum. Not only that but my cock was still paying no attention to my previous request at staying down and was in fact so rigid it was throbbing. I did the only thing I any red blooded young male would have done in that situation. I placed a towel carefully on the floor and lay on my back with my erect cock in my hand and recalled the still fresh image of my sister’s pussy in my mind. I was so turned on and I came so hard that my cum actually flew across the room and landed on the bathroom wall. I lay on my back breathing low and deep and in total ecstasy before I could find the strength to get up and shower. I guess I knew it was wrong to have these thoughts about my own sister though as I stated previously, due to the fact that my school had been all boys, she was the only woman that I knew and had any real contact with up to that point. She was the only 'woman' I had ever seen naked in the flesh and her body, to be totally honest with you, was exquisite! I knew it was wrong and was content to keep this lust totally secret from ANYBODY. I was quite a normal young male, had many friends, did okay in college and was just dying to explore the opposite sex as much as I could. As long as I didn’t hurt anyone I didn’t see a problem fantasising in this way. I began viewing Isabelle as two separate entities. The first being my sister, who could be a pain in the ass at the best of times, the one whom looked after me, cared for me etc, the other being an object of pure lust. A woman with a magnificent body and a tremendous amount of sex appeal…. Not my sister as such, rather (though it sounds horrible) an object that I desired and lusted after. After this wonderful experience of seeing Isabelle's pussy, I found myself back to my magazines and tissues. Only THIS time as I gazed lustfully at the tits and pussies in the magazines I could close my eyes and conjure up an even better more realistic picture than those on the pages in front of me. Apart from the usual ogling of Isabelle’s perfect breasts, my next experience occurred a few months after that fateful day I came home with gum in my hair. The TV in the dining room was being repaired and my sister had to come into my bedroom and watch her favourite shows on my tiny TV set. One evening I was there on the floor reading some music books as she lay on my bed watching her show. I must have asked her something and gotten no response as I soon knelt up off the floor to realise she had fallen asleep. She wasn’t topless as she lay on my bed, though her skirt was so short it had crept right up her thighs as she lay there peacefully. Very quietly I knelt up on both knees and, trying not to touch the bed, I leant around to get a glimpse of what, if anything, I could see. Excitedly I saw that her curvy, rounded ass was on show peeking from under her skirt. I just HAD to get a closer look. Ever so slowly and being very careful not to make any movement that would wake her, I moved closer and closer to enjoy the sight before me. Up close I saw how much the skin of her buttocks appeared so soft and inviting to touch. Her panties had crawled right up in between her ass cheeks and were surrounded by her succulent pussy lips. She mustn't have shaved for a few days as I noticed the very tiny dark pubic hairs against the white of her panties. Though unfortunately her ass-hole was not exposed, I could see the light colour of the ring around it quite clearly. I checked to see that she was still asleep which, thankfully, she was. I was dying to get even closer so that I could smell her scent but dared not for fear of awakening her. What a site to behold. I was so excited that I couldn't help but rub myself through my pants ever so slowly, hungrily taking in the feast right in front of my eyes. It wasn’t long before I had to purse my lips together so as not to make a sound and shot my cum with a force I had not yet experienced right into my already extremely wet underwear. How absolutely naughty, I thought, to have cum over my own sister as she lay there just inches away from me. If I were caught…I didn’t even want to begin to THINK of the consequences were I ever caught. I sat there wallowing in the ecstatic feeling that overcomes ones body when they cum when I realised that my tiny bedroom had filled with the musky scent that came whenever I played with myself. As well as that, the cum had made its way through to my shorts leaving a discernible mark that was quite visible. Isabelle awoke as I lay there fearing I was going to get caught by her. Thankfully she just got up slowly as if nothing had happened whilst I hid my cum stained shorts as best I could and she playfully ran her fingers through my hair as she walked out. I heard the door of her bedroom close and then the bathroom tap running shortly thereafter. "I'm going out for a while, so behave until mum and dad get home" she yelled from the bathroom. As soon as she had gone out the door I laid on my bed where she had been only a short time ago, pulled down my shorts and masturbated furiously cumming time again and again until I was exhausted. Once again, the image of my sisters ass and pussy still fresh in my mind sent throbs down to my cock that were unequalled by any girl in one of my magazines. I only wished I had gotten close enough know what her scent smelt like. It was only when I went into her room sometime after the bedroom experience ( I cant recall whether it was weeks or months) I noticed her clothes basket in which she kept her worn clothes in until they were picked up to be washed. Suddenly it dawned on me that I would finally be able to sniff my sisters' pussy and ass from her used panties. She was in the dining room doing whatever and I had gone in to her bedroom to get a book or something like that. I had to be quick. I picked up the lid and had a quick rummage around only to be disappointed to find a few shirts, pants but alas no underwear. No sooner had I put the lid down than she walked into the room. "Snooping through my things are you?!…Get out of here before I slap you, you little shit" she said curtly. I knew I would bide my time and wait for my chance to find her underwear when she was gone somewhere and I had the house all to myself. That chance came only a few days later when Isabelle went out to the cinema with a few friends. I had the whole place to myself. I had been reading some of my porno mags and I was horny as hell. I went into Isabelle's room and once again slowly opened the lid of her clothes-basket. I had struck gold. There, right on top was a pair of her used panties. I carefully lifted them up and noticed that they were a g-string (or thong) type. They looked expensive and were made of white cotton with cute lace trimming on the top. I wondered whom the lucky man was that got to see these on her. Surely they had been bought to impress and not to be worn as an everyday thing. "So my sister ain't so sweet and innocent after all" I thought to myself. I searched deeper inside the basket and found two more pairs, though not as sexy as the first, they had my sisters scent all over them. Eureka!! I stripped off my clothes right there leaving them in a heap on the floor. I then lay back naked on her bed and brought the crotch up to my nose. I was already dripping wet and my cock was as hard as steel. I masturbated slowly whilst I took in the first excited breath of my sisters own pussy. It was an arousing, intoxicating scent…musky and sexual. My breath quickened as I stroked my cock with faster speed, my hand glistening from my own juices. Slowly I moved the material down so that I could smell the material that her ass cheeks would have enveloped when she had them on. Again, a deliciously intoxicating and sexual aroma…. Different from the scent of her pussy yet just as exquisite. I had her other panties beside me lying against my bare skin. Lustfully I began to lick the crotch of her g-string. Lightly at first, savouring the taste that remained on the material then harder with my tongue as my pre cum oozed from the swollen head of my cock. I closed my eyes and brought back the vivid image of my sister's pussy right in front of me the day I had gum stuck in my hair. I imagined myself laying here on her bed, she with her legs spread offering her pussy to me and moaning softly as I licked away at it like a thirsty dog that hadn't drunk for months. I noticed a few stray pubic hairs on the other panties and placed them in my mouth, swirling them around my tongue as I drunk in the smells and tastes of my gorgeous sister. Hungrily I managed to grab all the panties and bring them to my face inhaling deeply as I came…. Violently, moaning loudly and spurting hot cum all over my chest. I lay there in a state of total bliss. The tingling sensations still reverberating throughout my bare body. As I started to come to, I quickly put the panties back and made sure I left the bed as I had found it, no stains etc. I then went and showered to wash all the cum off me that was now drying on my skin. Whilst in the shower I had a pang of guilt for what I had just done. I would have to make sure I NEVER got caught….life would be unbearable if ever anyone ever knew my secrets. Again, I told myself that as long as I wasn't hurting anyone then it was okay. From that point on, the sniffing and masturbating over Isabelle’s worn panties became a frequent event for me. Brotherly Lust Life was good, college was nearly out and summer was here in all its glory. My next sisterly adventure occurred whilst Isabelle sunbaked outside in the back garden. And what an adventure it was!! As I went to the kitchen to grab a cold drink, I spied her from the kitchen window lying on her back topless, basking in the sun. Instantly I felt my cock harden in my shorts. Her skin was brown and glistening in the sun, her nipples had gone a darker brown than usual and were pouting magnificently. She poured some water from a cup over herself to keep cool and I noticed the water beading off her skin and travelling in tiny rivulets to rest in delicious crevices of her hot sun-soaked body. By this stage, of course, my cock was in my hands and being stroked in a nice even manner as I perved lustfully on her. Thank heavens our kitchen curtains were the type you could easily look through, yet from the other side it would be difficult to see anyone inside. It was a perfect viewing point. I suddenly remembered the pair of binoculars that I had received for my birthday and realised that I would be able to see so much better if I used them. I ran off to the bedroom in search of them….as soon as I found them and held them in my hand I turned around shocked to see Isabelle standing there in the doorway watching me. “What ARE you up to?!” She asked. Nervously I stammered, “I ….uhh… I’m just err ..going to go visit Mark and go watching birds with him” I lied pathetically. I tried not to stare at her breasts which still had the tiniest beads of sweat trickling down them or at her bathers which were still wet from the cup of water she had poured over herself to cool down. I could see her small patch of pubic hair showing through the wet material and hoped she hadn’t realised why I was standing there with a pair of binoculars in my shaking hands and why my shorts were bulging. “Oh really?, she laughed, well perhaps before you go off on your little adventure you wouldn’t mind helping me rub some suntan lotion on my back…hmm?!” I couldn’t believe my LUCK at what she was saying…it was as if she WANTED me to ogle her. Didn’t she KNOW I was throbbing and wet from wanking over her?! “Sure…..no problem, I said coolly. I’ll be there in just a minute” “Okay, she said walking off….the suntan lotion is on the table in the kitchen……don’t fuck around and hurry up before I burn out there!” I was so damned excited at the prospect of actually being so close to her again…..and THIS time actually being allowed to touch her. I managed to catch a brief glimpse of her ass as she walked off down the corridor. Her bikini had crept right up inside her ass cheeks fully exposing her succulent ass cheeks to me as she walked off. I was so horny I could have burst. Nervously I walked to the kitchen and found the half-full bottle of suntan lotion she had left there. It was the white, creamy coconut kind that smelt delicious. Suddenly I had a wonderfully wicked idea. I crept up slowly to the curtain and made sure she couldn’t see me. Again she laid on her back with her firm, oily tits proudly glistening and pointing towards the sun whilst she lay with her head back and her legs parted to take in as much sun as possible. She looked incredible lying there like that and to this day I can recall the image quite clearly. I was already dripping wet as I pulled out my stiff, aching cock and stroked myself furiously as I watched her. I held the suntan bottle with my free hand and within a matter of only seconds I could feel an intense orgasm rising up inside me. I brought the bottle right up to the head of my cock and shot my cum in amongst the suntan oil. I couldn’t believe how much the level inside the bottle had risen. I must have shot enough cum to impregnate a whole city of women. Though I had cum, my cock was still hard as a board. I carefully wiped away some of the cum from the bottle with my hand. I tried as best I could to fit my cock snugly in my underwear so that it wouldn’t stick out as much and not be noticeable to her then I slowly ventured outside towards her. “Come ON and hurry up will you, I’m burning to DEATH out here” she said as, much to my dismay, she rolled over onto her front. My hands trembled as I knelt down beside her. Carefully I poured my suntan-cum mixture into my hands and began slowly rubbing it into the warm skin of her back. She kept her legs closed so there was no chance of peeking up her legs but her ass cheeks lay bare before me driving me wild with lust. I worked my cum deep into Isabelle’s skin, starting behind her neck and moving steadily down her back. The scent was a heady mixture of coconut and cum and the thought that my sister was being covered in my cum made my cock ache and my lust grow more intense with every touch of my hands against her skin. As I neared the small of her back I decided to keep going and rub the lotion over her ass. It was, after all, exposed and in need of suntan lotion and she would quickly tell me to stop if I went too far. I began rubbing the mixture softly over her baby smooth ass and much to my delight she said nothing. She just lay there in silence. Her ass was literally in my hands and I was in heaven. Still kneeling beside her I began to push deeper with my hands into her cheeks as if giving a deep massage. I heard a very soft sigh from her as I massaged away and knew she was enjoying it. How far could I go I wondered. The feeling of her ass in my hands was amazing. She had a firm ass, well rounded with the softest brown skin. Due to her age she had a few dimples of cellulite though this did not detract at all from the splendour I was so keenly holding. There was a definite line where her tanned skin had lain beneath the material of her bikini bottom and met the beautiful sun browned skin which now covered most of her body. “You’re good with your hands,” she said softly as I massaged away. Her voice sounded deeper and breathier than I had ever heard it. I didn’t want to say anything and spoil the mood so I stayed silent and continued on, hoping she would part her legs so that I could slowly work my fingers down deep between her cheeks. I gazed at her magnificent body glistening in the sun. If only she knew that her brother had covered her with his cum and was dripping wet with more pre-cum by the second. I had rubbed the cum deep into her skin and will never forget the scent of the oil mixed with my juices. I can’t remember how long it was that I worked her ass but I knew it was a long time and was ecstatic that she had let me continue. At one point I saw she had goose bumps all over her whilst my hands worked the mixture into her ass and I also noticed her toes curl up tight. “That was lovely, thank you,” she said all of a sudden. I knew by her tone that it was time to stop. “You don’t want me to do your front?” god…. I couldn’t believe what I had just said. I was so erotically charged I wasn’t thinking straight. “I DON’T think so,” she said with a certain tone in her voice. I knew I was pushing it now and that I had to leave. I got up with my cock pulsing and stiff in my shorts. I tried to turn away before she could see but I knew she had noticed. It was only a split second but I was sure she had a grin on her face as I turned to walk away. Isabelle had been seeing a guy for a couple of weeks now. He seemed nice enough and would always toss me a few dollars to go and buy sweets from the store whenever he came around to visit. He worked in the city with my sister and was about the same age. We were sitting around watching TV one night and my next door neighbour knocked on the door. It was Nicola asking if I could come over to help her with something or other. I was gone for just under one hour and began walking back home through the front yard. I noticed my sister’s bedroom light on and the blinds drawn. Curiosity got the better of me here and I very quietly began scaling the tree that grew in front of her window to have a peek inside and see what she was doing. It was dark and my parents were both out working and not due home till around 10:00pm. I climbed up slowly being very cautious not to make a sound and finally got up enough to be able to peek through one of the tiny slots of the window blind. What I saw nearly made me fall out of the tree. Isabelle was lying back on her bed totally naked, propped up against her pillows. Her legs were bent up in the air and she gripped both ankles as Mark lay on his front with his head buried deep in my sisters cunt. She was biting her bottom lip and her cheeks were flushed with red. Her succulent nipples were pointing out rock hard and her head was turning from side to side. I was stunned, speechless, shocked, excited…..what I was seeing right before me was so damned horny. The fact that I wasn’t MEANT to be seeing this just made the whole thing even more damned exciting. After a short while, she let go of her ankles though her legs were still parted and up in the air. Her hands now moved to her tits. She started playing with them as Mark licked away, she slowly massaged them, then she used two fingers and began pulling on her nipples for all they were worth. Mark still had his face buried deep in her cunt and I could see his tongue darting in and out of Isabelle’s lips and over her clit. He was now more on all fours with his head down and I could see that he was wanking away at his engorged cock as he licked her. He moved his hand up and licked his finger, then I saw him slowly start to slide his index finger up Isabelle’s asshole. This was obviously too much now for Isabelle as she grabbed his head with both hands and pulled it down hard onto her dripping wet cunt. She turned her head almost right into her pillow and shut her eyes tight as she wrapped her legs around Marks back. Her body then went rigid and her legs pointed out straight, her whole body now stiff as a board…I could see she was moaning now, trying to be as quiet as she could and I knew that she was cumming. I noticed that just before she came, she kind of pushed Mark away and brought her right hand up to her clit and with her juice drenched fingers rubbed wildly in a circular motion the whole time she was cumming. Mark then sat over her and was wanking his cock over her as she squirmed excitedly under him. He grabbed her violently by the hair and in a matter of a split second I saw his cum spurting out. It flew onto my sister’s tits, over her chest and even onto her face and hair. The milky white cum stood out easily in contrast against Isabelle’s deep tanned skin and her dark hair. The whole time, my mouth must have been wide open and I would have cum from rubbing my own cock at least four times. My underwear was truly drenched and it clearly had seeped through onto my shorts quite visibly so that there was no chance of hiding it. To see my own sister covered in cum like that…..Its really to hard to put into words. When Mark had shot his cum she had wrapped her legs around him again and brought his lips to hers and they stayed like that kissing each other and stroking each other softly. I managed to remain quiet all throughout and snuck quickly into the house before they had a chance to come out. I grabbed my pyjamas then locked myself in the bathroom and began running my underwear and shorts through the water. My mind raced with erotic images of Isabelle…..her tongue biting her lips, her legs up in the air, her hard nipples, Marks finger penetrating her ass, her body stiffening like a board and the way her hand rubbed her clit as she came. I wanked again a few times and hopped into the shower to wash away all trace of my lust. All this wanking had made my cock hurt now and it was tender to touch. I remember Isabelle knocking loudly and being pissed off that I was in the shower so long as she wanted to wash herself. I’ll bet she did..all that cum and juice she had to wash off. By the time I got out, Mark had gone and my sister walked casually into the bathroom as if nothing had ever happened. When she had locked herself in the shower I peeked into her bedroom only to find it looked totally as if nothing had happened. The images I had witnessed kept me going for months on end. Mark was a nice guy but I sure as hell was envious of him. More to Come in future Brotherly Lust My name's Jacob and I have a twin sister, Jessica. We were born only eight minutes apart. We are very close and this is our story. We hope you will enjoy it. We were born into money. By the time we were ready to start school, we were shipped off to different parts of the states. I to the northeast, to military school so that I would be a proper gentleman and Jessica to the south where she would become the lady our parents expected her to be. We barely knew one another until our nineteenth birthday when we returned home before starting college. We had seen one another during holiday vacations...Christmas, Easter and Parent's birthdays. But other than those few spread out weeks that we visited we were virtually strangers with the same look and last name. When at last we came together, after graduating high school and awaiting our induction into the same college, we realized that we barely knew one another and that it might be fun to get better aquatinted once we were out of the reigns of our parents home. At night we planned our escape from the reign of their money and our desire to live a fun and exciting life. We knew once on our own in a school all the way on the other side of the states we would be free to do whatever we desired. But we really couldn't wait to get there so we started a little early on Christmas Eve. Our parents had gone to a party and we had our own in the bedroom they shared. The satin sheets felt so sweet as our bodies collided in the throes of lust of two twenty-year olds explored their lust and sexuality for the first time. Both of were virgins. Exhilarating hardly described my first taste of her sweet, furry pussy as my tongue dove deep between the folds of her labia and found the sweet fluids that flowed there. Her mouth explored my penis as if it were a snake to be swallowed as deeply as possible for both her and my pleasures. Lying together in a sixty-nine fashion we discovered passions that were beyond our years. We lusted for that other part of each of us that had been stolen by the other. Falling apart after my cock had spewed its seed onto the silk we lie on, Jessica covered my mouth and her tongue tantalized mine as w kissed and discovered the intense love we shared. Then again, our lives fell apart. We were separated once again going to our perspective colleges and knowing we would again be apart until the next school break. We vowed to keep in touch and to plan our trips home at the same times. We wrote back and forth at least three or four times a month and told one another of the people we met and had sex with. Our letters were full of details. Jessica dated a guy named William and she told me how they kissed and how he liked to caress her breast when he kissed her. I remember reaching out and cupping her full breast in my hand and squeezing it. She only laughed. I dreamed of the way that her nipples stood erect when I ran my thumb over it. I told her, "You know that when we were babies, mom use to hold us to her nipples and we drank milk form them." Our first vacation back home with our parents was Thanksgiving and I was thankful to be there with Jessica. She had grown into a lovely woman and I so wanted to feel her full breasts in my mouth and taste the sweet juices that filled her now smooth shaven pussy. The first chance we had to be alone was the second night back. Our parents had planned a dinner with their friends and they left us home together. As soon as we heard them drive off we converged in their bedroom and rolled around on those silk sheets. Our lust hotter than before. We had both dated others while we were apart, but our genes kept bringing us back together with hotter lust than the last. Jessica's breasts had grown into those of a woman. They were pretty and the nipples stood hard and erect. She slipped off her thin top and released the clasp of the cotton bra that held them tight. I felt my dick get hard against my jeans and I leaned to her offering and suckled her breast. Jessica moaned and her breathing became heavy. She placed her hands on my head and held them there while I sucked her. Within minutes, my seed spilled into my shorts and I became embarrassed. I spit out the silky tit and ran to the bathroom to clean myself up. When I had cleaned myself up and put on clean underwear, I went into her bedroom and she was crying on the bed. "I'm sorry, Jessica. I didn't mean to make you sad; I just didn't want you to see what happened to me after I sucked you titty. I was embarrassed." She gave me a hug and kissed me on the lips. "That's okay, I was just worried about you". That was our second encounter. And nothing else happened for another six years. In that time we both married. I went to her wedding first. A few years later, she attended mine. Finally, at twenty-five she allowed me a full night in her bed. She put on her sexiest lingerie, her most fragrant perfume and dimmed the lights in her bedroom. Her long blond hair spread across the red pillowcase that matched her lipstick. As I leaned over to kiss here she pulled my face to hers and her tongue darted deep into my mouth. I suckled it for a moment then headed for her luscious breast that I had been addicted to from that very first suck. They were much fuller now and she knew what to do with them. As I suckled, I slid my hand down her taunt stomach and felt the fur of her pussy. It was soft and silky. I could feel the moisture of her passion growing between those full lips that protected the gift I desired. I ran my finger over her erect clit and she sighed deeply and spread her legs wide to give me access to that sweet juice I wanted to enjoy. When I slipped my tongue into her slit her breath caught and I reached for her thick titty. I pinched it hard and she moaned. "Give me what only you can Jacob! Give me the other part of myself and I'll give you yours!" Those words drove me crazy. It was like she was reading my mind. We were twins and neither of us felt whole without the other. I crawled up by here head and straddled her neck. My hard cock throbbing wanting to explode. Slowly, she sucked the throbbing head into her mouth and suckled me like I was her baby bottle. Watching her savoring the taste of my manhood caused me to cum much quicker than I ever had with any of the sluts I had dated. My heart beat so hard against my chest I thought it would explode. In and out of her mouth she suckled me and I couldn't hold it in any longer. I spewed all of my seed into her pretty red lips. Then I leaned over her and slipped my tongue into her mouth and shared the thick cum she had consumed. It was the first time I had ever tasted my own seed. But as it slipped into my mouth I spewed more onto her bosom. Quickly, I lapped it up. Then I headed for her furry muff. My tongue darted in and out of her fluids, sweet and salty at the same time. My dick was like a bone and it throbbed at the excitement I was experiencing. I had to put it in her cunt! I had to release my seed in her and know that we were one once again. Jessica's back arched as I opened her legs and ran my finger the length of her wet slit. She cooed as I licked at the erect clit begging for my attention. As I ran my tongue across it, she cried, "Oh yes baby, that feels so good. Suck it for me. Make me cum!" she breathed heavily. That night seemed an eternity we fucked and fucked until my dick gave out. We fell asleep in one another's arms and were rudely awakened the following morning by the hotel maid. In the sobering morning light, we vowed never to let this happen again. That was ten years ago. We both married and had children. She moved north, I stayed in the south. This is the first time I've seen her in four years. I would be lying if I said I wasn't excited about being in my sister's presence again. I still get hard thinking of that night. She was the best sex I have ever had. A family reunion, everyone in one place. How much fun is this going to be? When my wife and I entered the hotel, Jessica was the first person I saw. It was like radar. She was just as beautiful as she had been in our youth. She had matured wonderfully. She had a glow. She was a good mother. She ran and hugged me then gave my wife, Amanda a kiss on the cheek. Her husband, Charles came over and shook my hand. I smiled politely and made small talk. I never did like him for taking her so far from me. Amanda said hello to everyone and led me to the check-in desk to get our room. We had adjacent rooms with Jessica and Charles. The kids were in another room, all three of them; one was mine and two were Jessica's... twins. But they were both girls. I watched her from the registration desk as she talked to Amanda. I still thought she was the most beautiful woman I have ever known and the best sex partner I have ever enjoyed. I put our luggage into our room and we all went to the restaurant for lunch. Jessica was telling Amanda about their home in New Hampshire. I was listening to Charles drown on about his Yacht Club, but I as looking at my sister and remembering. After lunch, we walked on the beach, Jessica and I talking about what had happened in the past and of the fond memories of our sexual encounter. We both still thought of that special time. We laughed at how naive we were and wondered what we would have done had she become pregnant. "But alas we didn't." she smile and sighed. "I still dream of that time, Jessica. I loved being in you and tasting your lusty pussy. I want to do it again! I want to feel you on my cock I want to taste your sweet juices. Tell me we can do it one more time!" She glanced around the beach and then back at me. "When I'm having sex with Charles, it's your words I hear. It's you dick that slips in and out of my wet pussy. Your lips that suckle my hard nipples." "It's the same with me; Amanda becomes you. It's not her lips on my cock. Not her cunt I'm slipping in and out of. Not her lips that I kiss. It's always been you since that first night. I have to be with you again while I'm here this close to you. Please tell me we can!" I pleaded. I'm sending Charles to the beach with all of the kids tomorrow. You can feel a little ill from the trip and suggest that Amanda go along to help with the kids. Then while they're all gone... well," her head titled to the side and I saw a devilish grin. My prick pressed against my zipper; I felt the wetness in my shorts. Looking around to make sure no one was watching, I leaned in and kissed her passionately. My tongue darted in and out of her mouth. My hardness grew. "Daddy! Mommy wants you to get the luggage!" My daughter called to me breaking the spell. I took her hand, headed to the lobby and turned to blow Jessica a kiss. She ran her tongue over her red lips. The following morning, she sent Charles out with all three kids to go beach combing and spend some time at the amusement park. Amanda wanted to go shopping and begged Jessica to go with her. When she declined with a headache she tried to get to go. I told her that I was on vacation and didn't have to go shopping. "Have fun honey!" I gave her three hundred dollars figuring that would keep her busy for a while at the mall. When everyone had gone, Jessica went back to her room. I was to follow shortly but first I was to go have a drink and relax for about fifteen minutes. It was the longest fifteen minutes of my life. When I knocked on the door, she called out, "Come in!" She lay there on the king-sized bed with nothing on but a G-string. She was just as beautiful as she has been all of those years ago. My heart beat madly. My dick was rock hard just seeing her face. I cleared my throat and said, "You are more beautiful than I remembered." "Thank you! You don't look bad yourself!" she smiled. I approached the bed as slowly as I could but I wanted to just jump into that bed and ravage her beautiful body. She had really taken good care of herself. She still looked twenty-five. When I got close enough, I could smell that familiar fragrance from that first night together my dick immediately became erect. It stood there like a flagpole waving in the wind. We stared for a minute, neither or us saying a word, no need to. We both knew what we wanted and how much we needed it. Then I climbed onto the firm bed and straddled her legs. Slowly, I placed my fingers under the G-string. When I felt her wetness there, my prick went crazy. I could hardly hold in my seed. Quickly I slipped the panties off her velvety skin. I buried my face in her now smoothly shaven pussy. It smelled so sweet and felt so hot. I bit my lip to keep from spilling my seed before I had the pleasure of dipping it into her sweet loins. I stripped off my shoes and shorts and straddled her perfect body. I saw the scar where she had delivered the babies. I ran my finger across it and then slipped it into the wetness between her legs. She sighed, "Oh baby, I've never forgotten that first night. Please make me feel that way once again" She became more aroused and began to jack my cock up and down and rubbing her thumb over my pee hole where my heavy cum was oozing out. I looked at her now naked pussy and was so astonished to see how beautiful it was. I rubbed her pussy lips, which were now really swollen, and she began to moan and move her hips up and down. I pulled back from her hand and moved my body in between her legs. She stretched them wider for me and I put my hands under her hips and pulled her pussy tight to my face. I began to suck and lick on her pussy lips. They were so big by this time; it would have been like sucking a cock for sure. I found her clit with my fingers and it must have been extended almost 2 inches and was very hard. It looked like a miniature cock. I put my mouth on it and started sucking and licking and inserted two fingers inside her now very wet pussy. Gaud she tasted so good. Her pussy was as tight and wet as any I felt when I was fourteen. I kept sucking her clit and fingering her pussy. Time was endless it felt like an hour but was only minutes. Jessica said, "Brother I'm gonna cum! Gaud I am gonna cum!" I grabbed her ass and pulled her pussy tight against my face and buried my tongue inside of her Venus pool and tongue fucked her hard and deep. She had the first orgasm and the warm cum just shot into my mouth! It shocked me at first. Then the flavor was so appealing. I wanted more. Then again and again she just kept cumming and squirting her cum in my mouth. Shocked, I wondered when and where she developed this delicious orgasm. There was a lot of cum flowing from her pussy and it tasted as good; the sweetest nectar I had ever tasted. As I licked at her sweet pussy, her legs shivered with the multiple orgasms she was experiencing. She must have had five orgasms. What a joy that was for me. She was the first and only female I have had sexual relationships with who could actually squirt her cum. It was totally amazing! She began closing her legs, so I moved up next to her face and kissed her with her pussy juices still on my lips. We lay there and just snuggled and she said, "That was the best pussy-eating job I have ever had since the last time we were together." "I have a confession," she whispered. She said "You use to always got my panties from the clothesbasket; the ones that I had cum in and rubbed them on my pussy again and I would cum all over them again; do you remember?" I smiled and shook my head yes. She was starting to catch her breath again then said, "Dear brother; it is now time to do what I always fantasized about." She sat up and got on her knees beside the bed and patted for me to come and sit on the side of the bed. She began stroking my cock looking into my eyes. She said, "I have always wanted to do this for us" . She dipped her head down and licked the head of my cock taking all of the precum into her mouth. Then she looked up at me, a smile on her face and said, "You taste so delicious and I want you to cum in my mouth. I want to see you shoot your cum and cum in my mouth." She began to put her mouth around my cock and kept taking it deeper until she had all seven inches in her mouth. The feeling, sensations and seeing her suck my cock got the best of me. Within a few minutes I told her I was going to cum and quick! She pulled back and kept jacking me off. She put her head next to my dick. She could feel my prick jerking so she knew I was near. She said, "Cum on my face sweet brother! I want to watch that cum shoot from your cock! And gaud I did! The first stream of cum hit her on the forehead. Then she moved closer and opened her mouth. The second and third stream hit her in her mouth. Then she moved forward and took my cock back in her mouth as the rest of my heavy cum was oozing out. She kept my cock in her mouth sucking it until it got soft and then she pushed me back on the bed and leaned up against me. She kissed me deep with my warm cum still in her mouth. We shared that salty cum. It was the most erotic thing that had ever happened to me. We fell asleep for a short while and before we knew it the others were coming back. We had to hurry and take a shower. Then go meet them for dinner. I smiled all through dinner. I loved the secret that I held in my heart. That night, I slept the sleep of the dead. It was the most relaxing sleep I had had in many years. What a wonderful feeling we had for each other after that. And now whenever we get together, which isn't often enough, we sneak off and have a good fuck. Then we can enjoy everyone else that is around. Well, that was the second time we had sex. It was so enjoyable and it only got better after that. I can't wait to tell her I have shared our hidden experiences together with another female and I know it is going to make her so HOT she will just fuck me to death. I hope you enjoyed it. Brotherly Lust 'Where do all my socks keep disappearing to?' Katie yelled from her bedroom. 'I swear the washing machine eats them or something.' In his own room Nick glanced over to his bed, as Katie continued to yell and throw things around searching for her missing socks. She'd never find them hidden under his mattress, of that he was certain. For months he'd been taking them from her laundry while she was at college and secreting them away for his own personal use. He briefly considered fetching one out for some pre-work relief, but changed his mind as Katie stormed past his open door. 'I bet your stuff doesn't go missing,' she pouted, before yelling downstairs again. 'Found any, mum?' 'None down here,' their mum shouted back. 'Anyway, I haven't got time to look. I'm off to work. Bye both!' Nick heard the front door slam, and Katie made a drawn-out groan. She stomped up to his room and stood in his doorway pouting. 'What am I gonna do? I can't go out like this, can I?' She indicated with her hands, and Nick's gaze slowly moved downward. Under her skirt, she was wearing one knee-high sock in vibrant green and black stripes, while her other foot was bare. Nick's eyes widened as he noticed her black-painted nails. He swallowed, before tearing his gaze away. 'You could... wear flip-flops?' he suggested a little hopefully. The idea of seeing his sister in summer footwear gave him a little thrill. 'In this weather? Yeah, sure,' she sighed. Outside the sky was a dull grey and rain was lashing down, as it had done all week. 'I dunno, then. Plastic bags?' he laughed. Katie gave him a look, and headed back to her room. Moments later he could hear her trashing her room again and grumbling. Nick sat back in his chair, and let out a long relieved sigh. She hadn't noticed his erection, despite the fact that he was only wearing his boxers. It was a close one, and no mistake. In future, he'd have to make sure his door was closed. Noticing the time, he hurriedly dressed and headed to work, calling 'Bye, Katie,' over his shoulder as he rushed out. Time in work passed slowly, and while Nick considered texting Katie to ask whether she'd found any socks, he was sure it was better not to let his mind wander back onto her legs and feet. By three, though, Nick was feeling a familiar urge and decided to clock out of work early. A half hour later, with the rain still pouring down, he let himself back through the front door and stood in the hallway dripping water onto the carpet. 'Anyone home?' he called, knowing full well that Katie and his mum would be still at work and college respectively. Silence was the only reply, and Nick smiled. He could already feel a thrill of excitement running through his body, and shedding his coat on the floor he practically ran up the stairs to his room. He could practically already feel the fabric of Katie's socks on his skin; smell her sweet foot scent. His mind raced as he burst into his room, and suddenly he stopped. Katie was in his room. On his bed. Dressed the same as she had been that morning, one bare foot and all. Her mascara, however, was smeared around her eyes. And around her, scattered on his bed and on the floor, were more than a dozen socks. She looked up at him and appeared to be struggling with something for a moment, before her eyes filled with tears. 'You fucking sicko,' she muttered quietly, before stifling a sob and repeating herself louder. 'You. Fucking. Sicko.' Her lip trembled, and Nick could feel his legs begin to shake. All he could do was stare at her, his mind racing as to what to say. He opened his mouth, but before he could form any words she spoke again. 'Sit down, Nick. Sit down,' she sniffed. 'I think we need to talk.' Nick nodded, and with trembling limbs he headed to his desk and slumped on the chair. 'What is... this?' Katie asked him, waving her hand around to indicate the socks he'd stolen. She looked up at him, staring with tear-filled eyes directly into his. 'Katie... I...' 'No. No. You listen to me, Nick,' she said, her voice low and calm as she continued to stare. 'I came in here to see if you'd accidentally put any of my socks in with yours, and as I was looking I noticed one hanging out from under your mattress. So I lifted it up, and found all of these.' Nick's heart raced, not even willing to speak. 'Oh, and look what else,' she snarled, lifting some magazines from the bed and throwing them on the floor. He stared blankly at them as they fell at his feet. Leg Show. Foot Parade. Toes n' Soles. Nick bit his lip. 'Tell me what all of this is, Nick. The truth,' she pursed her lips. Nick looked down at the magazines again, and took a deep breath. His pulse raced and he could feel his whole body trembling, unsure of what to expect. He'd never told anyone about any of this side of him. He licked his dry lips with an equally dry tongue, and looked at her. 'Katie, I have... well, it's called a foot fetish,' he paused, but she said nothing. 'I get turned on by feet. I got these magazines and, well, y'know. And then one day I found one of your socks in my clean washing, and I just thought... well, you can guess.' 'Tell me, Nick,' she said quietly. 'Well, I wanked into it, Kate,' he said, his face burning red. 'I wanked into your sock.' She stood up and looked down at him, and then smacked him across the face. He gasped with shock, but Kate had already started to shout. 'You wanked into my sock? That's disgusting! That's... Jesus, that's so perverted!' 'I know, Katie. I know,' he said, his voice wavering with shock and his throat tight as he held back tears himself. The words began to pour out of him. 'I'm so sorry but once I'd started I couldn't stop it and then I started taking more socks and I just... I couldn't help myself, Katie.' She sat back down on the bed, hugging her arms around herself. 'Freak,' she muttered. Nick looked down, and Katie drew her legs up. 'Don't you dare look at my feet, Nick,' she said. Nick couldn't speak. He didn't know what was going to happen next. Would she tell their mum? Would she tell the police? They sat in silence together for what seemed like an age, before she got up in silence and walked out, slamming the door behind her. * * * * * * Days passed, and other than being civil with each other, Katie and Nick didn't communicate at all. Nick's collection of her socks had been discarded by him that day, and she'd bought new ones that she kept a close eye on. Their mother, if she had noticed the awkwardness, didn't mention it to either of them. Then a week later, as Nick was getting dressed for work and their mum left the house, he heard a tentative knock on his bedroom door. 'Nick, can I come in?' It was practically a whisper. 'Sure.' She came in already dressed for college in her typically 'alternative' style - knee-high striped socks, hefty boots, t-shirt and skirt. He smiled weakly at her and sat in his chair as she stood awkwardly in the doorway. 'We need to talk again, Nick,' she said quietly. Nick immediately started. 'I haven't taken any of your things, Katie. Not since...' 'I know,' she interrupted. 'I keep a count of them all now. My socks, I mean.' She let out a small nervous laugh. Nick grimaced. 'So what did you want to talk about?' She hovered in the doorway, as if deciding whether to stay or go. Then she stepped in and sat down on the bed opposite Nick. 'What you did was really disgusting, you know,' she said. 'Yeah yeah, I know. Look, you can go if you've just come in here to call me names.' 'No, no. It's not that.' She fidgeted a little. 'It is disgusting, yeah, but the thing is I keep thinking about it.' 'I'm sorry, Kate. I didn't want to like, scar you for life or anything. Really I didn't.' 'No, I don't mean that,' she sighed, appearing a little frustrated. 'I feel like I can't say what I mean, but well, what I mean is that I keep thinking about it, Nick. You know, while I...' Nick looked at her with eyebrows raised questioningly. 'While I masturbate, Nick. God, you're so fucking clueless,' she snapped, suddenly angry. 'What?' She looked down at the floor. 'Look, at first I was really disgusted and angry and upset with you. But then a couple of days later I was playing with myself, you know, and for some reason I started to think about what you'd done. And I came really hard as I thought about it, and since then I've done it every night.' Nick looked at her with disbelief, unsure of what to say. 'So what I'm saying is I guess we're even,' she muttered, and looked up at him. 'I guess so,' Nick said slowly, his mind suddenly racing. She masturbated thinking about his sock fun! She got horny thinking about his dick in her dirty socks! He bit his lip, and she just sat on his bed swinging her legs and looking at the floor. 'So,' he ventured. 'What should we do about this?' She stood up and looked down at him. 'Obviously we shouldn't do anything,' she said bluntly, and walked out of the room closing the door behind her. Nick let out a long breath and relaxed into his chair, when his attention was caught by something. Laying on the bed, where Katie had been sat, was a neon pink and black striped sock. * * * * * * That evening, after a long day of work, Nick sat in the lounge idly flicking through TV channels. His mum was rushing about getting ready for a night out with her friends, and no sooner had the door been knocked than she'd hurried out with a shouted 'Bye, you two. Be back late tonight!' Every channel was somehow simultaneously boring and enthralling, and he barely registered as Katie thumped down beside him. 'Anything good on?' she asked. 'Nothing,' he replied, continuing to click. 'Hey, Nick,' she started, talking in an innocent voice. 'A funny thing happened today. I lost one of my favourite new socks. Have you seen it?' Nick stopped clicking, and after a few moments swallowed and ventured a reply. 'Oh, yeah. I had to put it through the wash for you.' He risked a sidelong look at her. 'There was something sticky all inside it.' 'Oh really? I wonder what that was,' she said in a more teasing voice. 'Hmm, your guess is as good as mine,' Nick said. 'Well, my guess,' she said, leaning in close to him and whispering into his ear. 'My guess is that my sock was full of cum.' Nick turned to her. 'Really? Well, who'd do a thing like that?' 'Oh, some weirdo with a foot fetish, I think,' she replied giving him a wide but nervous smile. 'Know anyone like that, Katie?' 'Oh, no-one at all.' She held up a long striped sock in front of him and then laid it down on the sofa between them. 'But I bet if I leave this here I'll draw him out.' Nick looked down at the tempting sock, and then back up at her. He bit his lip and laid his hand on the sock, then whispered to Katie. 'Are you sure you want to do this?' In reply, Katie kicked off her hefty boots and lifted her sock-clad feet up onto the coffee table in front of them. With a sudden burst of excitement, Nick grasped the sock from the sofa and lifted it to his nose, then inhaled deeply. He let out a low moan of pleasure. Katie gave a small gasp. 'Oh my god! You're the one who filled my stinky sock with cum!' She giggled and then leaned in close to him, wrapping her arm around him. 'D'you wanna fill this one up too?' Nick gasped at her suggestion. 'Mm, I really do,' he breathed. 'You want to watch?' Katie nodded slowly. He continued to look at her as he unzipped and unbuttoned his jeans and, shifting a little, pulled them down enough for the bulge in his shorts to be visible. 'Have you seen one before?' he asked, not sure if he wanted to know about his sister's sex life. 'Oh, one or two,' she laughed. 'But I've never seen one in a sock!' Nick grinned. 'Well, I never thought I'd show anyone.' Katie smiled and then her eyes travelled down to his crotch. 'Show me,' she purred. Nick held the sock in his right hand as, with his left, he teasingly pulled his boxers down over his bulge finally letting his erection spring free. He paused, and Katie repeated the same words but slowly, insistently. 'Show me.' He opened the mouth of the sock with both hands and slowly eased it down over his twitching cock until it was bunched around the base and the sensitive head was in the toe of the sock. As the fabric touched he gasped, and then with his right hand he began to rub up and down his length. Next to him, Katie watched the show with wide eyes. 'Mm, that's so pervy,' she breathed. 'You like it?' Nick asked. Katie nodded in response. Then Nick mimicked her words. 'Show me.' She took her arm from around him and leaned back on the sofa, her eyes still on his sock-covered member. She lifted the front of her skirt and revealed a pair of black panties that already showed a small dark wet patch. She licked her lips as she slid her fingers down and began to gently rub through the moist fabric. She let out a little moan. Watching her touching herself, Nick gripped his cock tighter, and started to jerk himself faster and faster. 'You like watching me, Katie?' he gasped between breaths. She nodded, and reached her fingers under the fabric of her panties. As she touched her swollen clit she gasped. In turn, her gasp of pleasure made Nick wank faster and faster, the toe of the sock pulling tight over the head of his cock and getting damp with precum, panting now as he pumped. 'You like to touch your clit while you watch your big brother wank?' Nick moaned. Katie let out a small pleasured cry and looked up at him, her face flushed and her mouth slightly open. 'You want to see me fill up your sock?' he asked, louder and between ragged breaths. 'Yes!' she squealed as she pushed a finger into her pussy. 'Spunk in my sock!' At her words he tensed his body up and with a loud moan pulled the sock tight down as he began to squirt into it, filling it up with burst after burst of his sticky seed. He arched his hips as the shudders of his orgasm ran through him, and beside him Katie began to shake with her own. She furiously rubbed at her clit until it became almost painfully sensitive and then let out groan as her legs quivered. Nick took deep breaths and let his head fall back onto the cushions as Katie's trembling subsided and she leaned her head on his shoulder. She inhaled slowly and then let out a long sigh. Still holding the cum-filled sock on his shrinking cock, Nick smiled. 'Oops, looks like I filled this sock up too.' She let out a small, exhausted laugh. 'Mm, you're right. How disgusting!' * * * * * * After the events of that night, things returned to normal. Nick and Katie were back on speaking terms, and though she didn't mention their masturbation session sometimes he caught a glance from her that showed that she was thinking about it. However, weeks passed with nothing but the memory of it to sustain him. It seemed to Nick that their adventure had been a strictly one-time deal. Then, five weeks after that momentous evening, Nick and Katie's mum announced that she was going away for a week's holiday 'with the girls', starting the following day. After a frenzy of packing and searching for a misplaced passport, Katie and Nick found themselves alone together for a full week. Nick was in his room, catching up with some work emails, when Katie barged in and crashed down onto his bed. 'What do you like to do with feet?' she asked. 'Hello to you too,' Nick grunted. 'No, tell me,' she insisted. Nick sighed and swivelled on his chair to face her. 'Why do you want to know?' 'I'm just curious.' 'Why don't you look up foot fetishes online, then?' She laughed. 'I already did. But there's so many things, I just wanted to know what you like.' He pursed his lips, knowing full well that he should return to his work, but a familiar tingle creeping over him nonetheless. Without waiting for him to answer, she continued to talk. 'I'll ask you, and just tell me if it's something you like, yeah?' He nodded in assent and settled back in his chair. 'Okay so, do you like to see dirty feet? Like, covered in mud and stuff?' 'Ew, no. I'm strictly a clean feet guy.' 'You like to suck on toes, Nick?' she asked with a grin. 'I'd love to try it,' he responded. 'You haven't tried it before? Not with any of your girlfriends?' 'I've never even told them I like feet,' he said awkwardly. Katie paused and looked thoughtful for a second. 'Why not?' 'I dunno. I guess I've always worried that they'll think it's gross or something.' 'Yeah, I get you,' Katie nodded. 'But does that mean I'm the only person who knows?' Nick smiled wanly and nodded. 'Wow. That's kind of weird, isn't it.' Again, Nick merely nodded, feeling a kind of sadness that he'd never been completely honest with his past girlfriends. 'You want to suck my toes?' Katie asked matter-of-factly. Nick jolted out of his melancholy but couldn't find the words to respond. 'Seriously,' she grinned at him. 'I...' he started, but faltered. She sat up and moved to the edge of the bed facing him. 'Listen. It sucks that you've got this secret and I'm the only one who knows it,' she said. 'But if I'm going to be the only one who knows you like feet, I don't want to stop at only knowing a bit of the secret. I want to know everything.' Nick merely nodded, his mind racing with equal parts lust and disbelief. Katie leaned in closer to him. 'And I mean eeeeverything.' Nick smiled, his nervousness fading. 'Okay. Okay, fine. I'll tell you everything.' 'Good,' she said as she leaned back on the bed. 'So let's start again. Do you want to suck my toes, Nick?' 'Yes,' he said eagerly, his nerves gone and replaced with nothing but desire. 'Fuck yes, I want your toes in my mouth!' Katie laughed and smirked at him. 'Hmm. Say please!' 'Please!' 'No, ask me properly,' she chided in a mock patronising voice. 'Please let me suck your toes, Katie!' he practically pleaded with her, his dick growing steadily harder within the tight confines of his jeans. 'That's better,' she giggled, watching his reaction as she slowly slid her hands down her legs to her chunky gothic boots. 'So I guess I should take these off, huh?' He nodded and couldn't help but lick his lips in anticipation. 'Ooh, so excited!' she purred in a teasing voice. 'I wonder if I can make you cum in your shorts just with my toes.' 'I'd rather cum on your feet,' he blurted out before he could help himself. Katie stopped undoing her boots and looked up at him with an expression of pretend shock on her face. 'You'd rather do what? That's disgusting!' she announced. 'You want to get your gross sticky sperm all over my feet? Ugh, my brother's a total pervert!' He let out a moan and started fumbling with the zipper of his jeans, eager to get his dick out, when she reached over and slapped his hand. 'Nuh-uh. Don't get your cock out. I told you, I wanna see if I can make you cum in your shorts.' She laughed a little cruelly before lifting her legs up and kicking her gothic boots off, revealing her dainty sock-clad feet. As he watched, she wiggled her toes inside the socks. His cock throbbed. 'You know, I painted my nails especially for you,' she said. 'I know you like to see black polish on my pale feet.' She hooked her thumbs under the hem of her right sock and slowly eased it down, revealing her leg inch by inch until she reached her ankle. She lifted up her leg, her foot hovering mere inches from his face. 'You want these toes?' 'More than anything!' She bit her lip and eased the sock off of her foot, and Nick caught only a momentary glimpse of pale soft skin and black nail polish before her toes pressed against his lips, and he parted them to take her toes into his mouth.