3 comments/ 95719 views/ 10 favorites Jean's Birthday Present Ch. 01 By: JDReynolds2005 This is a long story... its my first attempt at writing in years. I tend to be "long- winded." Any comments will be appreciated. "RING!" Chris heard the phone ring in the kitchen. He was in the garage putting the finishing touches on "The Truck," which was his grandpa's classic Ford pick-up that he had been restoring with his dad for years and was finally just about finished with it except for putting the fluids in and starting it up. For that, he was going to wait for his dad to arrive in a few days and they would finish it together. "RING" He heard the phone again as he opened the door from the garage to the kitchen. Picking up the phone, Chris said, "Hello?" "I am so sorry Chris, but yesterday, your parents were killed in an accident. They were leaving for their trip to see you and..." his aunt had said before breaking out in sobs. His uncle then took the phone and stated that Jean, Chris' 16 year old little sister, was O.K. and was going to stay with them for a while so that she could finish school the next year. He also said that the funeral arrangements were made already and when it would be. Chris was recently divorced after a marriage that lasted six years. They had no kids and luckily he got to keep most of their belongings, since his ex-wife left him for another man and didn't need it. He was twenty-six years old, five foot-eleven inches tall, and slightly muscular but also carried a few extra pounds. Jean had told Chris after the funeral that she wanted to move in with him and attend the junior college there where he lived after graduation. He accepted and told her, "you have to help around the house and follow my rules." She was all but too happy to agree. Chris later returned home, went to the garage and as he looked at the truck, he cried. "Jean, can you come here for a second, please?" Chris yelled from the garage towards the kitchen where his little sister, Jean, was loading the dishwasher after breakfast. "Sure, be right there," she answered. Jean walked into the garage and didn't see Chris anywhere. "Chris?" she said, wondering where he was. "Down here," she heard from the other side of the dusty truck in the garage. Walking around the front of the truck, she noticed a pair of black tennis shoes sticking out from underneath the truck. "Sis, can you bring me a glass of tea, please?" he asked with the sound of his voice being muffled by the truck. She was amazed at how much he sounded like their father and then absently thought of when she had seen the two together last. Smiling, she remembered them working on the truck together in this very garage. They were laughing at something one of them had said just before she walked in on them. "Jean!" "AAHHHH!" she yelled out load, startled. Quickly looking down, she noticed that Chris had crawled out from underneath the truck and was staring at her questioningly. "Are you ok?" he asked her with a slight grin on his face, where just one side of his mouth rose up. "You were zoned out there." "Yeah, I'm ok. I was just remembering watching you and Dad working on this old thing together. How come you started working on it again after so long? Not that it's a bad thing. I mean, it's just been so long since you've touched it." She reaches out and runs a finger across the windshield, drawing an arc in the dust. Showing her brother the clump of dust on her index finger, she continued, "Now all of a sudden, I wake up this morning and you're in here clanging around again." Looking up at the side of the truck, Chris smiled and shrugged his shoulders. "Well, I figured that it was time. With you moving in this past month and going to college now, I think we can use the space, not to mention the use of another vehicle. Aren't you really tired of having to ask your friends or me to take you places?" "No, not at all!" she answered sarcastically in a voice sounding like a rich southern belle. "I just love being chauffeured around all of the time." They laughed together and then she said, "Oh, your tea! I forgot. I'll go get it for you." As she left the garage, Chris watched her. "She is really a beautiful woman now. Any man would be lucky to have her as a girlfriend," he thought to himself realizing that Jean hasn't ever said anything about a boyfriend to him ever or a girlfriend for that matter. When she returned to the garage carrying the glass of tea she looked for Chris. He had his head and half of his body in the area under the hood. "What are you doing to the truck?" she asked. "I am changing the fluids out since it hasn't been touched in such a long time. Funny thing is that it was ready to get running when Mom and Dad died. I just never wanted to do anything with it since. Well, that should do it. Want to crank her up?" "Are you sure you want me to do it? This was yours and Dad's doing, shouldn't you be the one to start it?" she said cocking her head to the side. "Well, I figured that since its going to be yours now, why shouldn't you be the one." "Oh my god! Are you serious? You mean you are giving it to me? Oh my god! No way! I can't believe it!" she yelled as she ran to the driver's side of the truck. Opening the door, she found the keys sitting on the seat attached to a small note. Picking up the note and keys, she looked at Chris, who was looking back at her with a big smile on his face. "Happy Early Birthday, Sis!" He said. "I didn't get anything for your graduation and I know you've had your license for a while now, so Happy Early Birthday. I figured this was the best thing I could give you even if it is a few days early. Breaking down in tears, she walked over and put her arms around her wonderful big brother. "I love you Chris, thank you so much!" Chris put his arms around his sister and hugged her. As she cried, she put her head against his neck and he lightly kissed her head. The smell of her perfume was intoxicating. The feel of her warm body against his and her breasts against his chest hit him like a ton of bricks. He never dated anyone after his divorce and really didn't want to. Now, holding his sister, a very beautiful woman, in his arms was almost too much. He felt his manhood start to rise and knew he needed to stop the embrace. "OK, quit crying and start this thing up!" He told her, and relaxing a bit as she released him. As she took a step back, she accidentally brushed up against his growing lump in his pants and stopped. She looked up at him and held his eyes with hers for a split second as if finally realizing something, before smiled at him and ran back to the truck door. Climbing in the truck, she reads the note that was attached to the keys. It said, "To the best sister in the world. I am so proud of you. Congratulations on Graduation and Happy Birthday! Love, Chris. Then at the very bottom of the note it read, "P.S.: Why didn't you go to a 'real' college?" Laughing at the joke between them she reached down and inserted the key. Turning it, the truck engine started up beautifully. "Chris, can we go for a drive?" she asked excitedly. "Just as soon as you go get your license and I get my wallet... and I drink my tea that's watered down now." "Awesome!" she yelled as she turned off the engine and bolted back into the house to get her things. Chris watched his younger sister as she disappeared into the house and thought of the time spent with his dad working on the truck that Jean had described. Their dad was discussing Chris' eighteenth birthday "party". The night when Chris turned eighteen, his mom and dad went upstairs at precisely at ten o'clock to shower and go to bed. His dad came downstairs after a few minutes and told Chris that his mom wanted him upstairs for a second to discuss something with him. When he went upstairs, his mom invited him into the bathroom. The night ended with Chris in bed between his parents after an awesome threesome. It was something they carried on with for years. He knew that Jean wasn't involved with them as he had been. Their parents wanted to wait until her eighteenth birthday to offer as they did with him. "I know you two would have been proud of her too," he said out load to the dead parents that never got to celebrate their daughter's eighteenth birthday. "I'll do my best to make her happy for her birthday, just as you did me on mine." With that said, he went into the house smiling to himself. On the night before Jean's eighteenth birthday, Jean asked Chris if she could have some of her friends from college to come over for a party and he agreed. They started arriving around six o'clock and all the normal party stuffs were ready. There were sodas, chips, and snacks as well as enough pizza for a small army. Chris had agreed to a party the night before Jean's actual birthday as long as everyone was gone by ten o'clock the next morning which was her actual birthday, and that everyone cleaned up afterwards so he didn't have to. All he said as to a reason for the early party was that he has something special to share with her and he kissed her on the forehead and walked off. The night began much as most parties do, with everyone standing around talking and drinking sodas. There were only girls there and Chris wondered if Jean was in-fact a lesbian. That would have been perfectly o.k. with him if she was. All through the night Chris would get smiles from Jean and her friends. "Its so nice of you to let Jean stay with you while she goes to school," one said. While another said out load, "Wow Jean, your brother is so cute," while she looked at him lustfully. At one point two of Jeans friends kissed Chris on the cheek, one on each side. Chris was beside himself, and didn't know how much more of this he could take. He had a huge erection for most of the night and continually tried to hide it. As the party wound down, there were young women everywhere, lying on the couch and the floor. Chris counted thirteen, and wondered if that was a bad omen. Walking carefully as not to kick or step on anyone, he went over to where Jean had decided to sleep on the floor with her friends and kissed her on the forehead as he always did, but this time he let his lips linger their contact. He felt the warmth of her as the contact set his erection on fire. After a few seconds, Jean turned her head towards him suddenly and their lips brushed lightly before he pulled away. Turning red, Chris stuttered, "I jjust wanted to kkiss you goodnight. I love you. Happy Birthday." Jean looked at him, slowly licked her lips and said, "I love you too, Chris. Thank you for everything." As he turned to walk upstairs to his room, he heard a few giggles from behind him. Chris couldn't wait another second after the kiss with his sister, he just had to have some release. Once in his room with the door closed, he started stripping his clothes as fast as he could. Still as hard as a rock, he reached down and grabbed his cock tightly, squeezing it sending electric jolts all the way to his toes. Sitting on his bed, naked, he began a slow rhythm, up and down, caressing the foreskin of his uncut cock. "God, I want you so bad, Jean," he said to himself. Thinking of her soft lips against his, and earlier of her chest heaving against his chest, he sped up his hand around his hard shaft. "Oh Jean," he moaned aloud softly to himself. Faster he pounded away, her name on his lips and her body in his thoughts. "Yes, Jean, suck it like that," he moans as he pictures her lips around his cock going up and down. "Yes, yes, suck it harder," he said as his breathing intensifies. Reaching down with his other hand, Chris starts to caress his balls, picturing Jean on her knees in front of him sucking him for all she's worth. "Play with my balls, Jean, just like that! Yes, that feels so good. Keep going, Jean, I'm going to cum. You want me to cum in your mouth? O.K. Here it comes. AHHHH!" Shot after shot of hot creamy cum exploded out of the tip of Chris' cock landing on his hand, halfway up his chest, by his knees on his legs, and on the floor. His eyes were closed tightly as he felt each convulsion of his body eject his cum out all over. As the orgasm subsided he laid back and relaxed, his hand still holding his now flaccid dick, lightly rubbing in the wet now-cold cum all over his cock and balls. Chris lifted up his hand to his mouth to taste his cum from his fingers. But just as his finger touched his tongue, he heard the door to his room softly close. Chris froze. What else could he do? Slowly opening his eyes he looked over to the door. There, standing in front of the door in a white night gown, was one of the girls that had kissed his cheek earlier. All Chris could do was stare. She walked slowly towards him and stopped right in front of him. Looking down at his hand near his mouth, she reached out for it. Chris gave his hand to her and she softly wrapped her fingers of one hand around his wrist. Kneeling down, she started to lick his fingers, cleaning the cum off of them, sucking finger by finger, lick by lick. When his hand was all clean, she laid his hand down by his side. She then reached for his other hand. Chris offered her that hand as well, as his cock started to get harder and harder. Never taking her eyes off of his, she smiled. "What a beautiful smile she has," Chris thought. "there's only one smile that I know that is more beautiful, Jean's." After licking his other hand clean, she laid it by his side as she did the first one. Looking down at his cock, she lightly held it with her index finger and thumb, holding it so it was pointing straight up towards the ceiling. She smiled once more at Chris as she lowered her head. Chris' head shot back against the bed as he felt the warmth of her breath heat up his cock. Then he felt her lips wrap around his cock. "OHHhh," he moaned aloud, not knowing how loud it was, nor really caring. Her mouth engulfed his cock all the way down to his pubic hair. His cock buried eight inches down her throat. Slowly bobbing her head up and down, she sucked his dick, making it rock hard again and cleaning it at the same time. She lifted her head with a "pop" as her mouth broke its contact with his semi-hard shaft. She moved her head down to his balls and licked them lightly while jacking him with her hand. Chris could feel his nut sack retract tightly as her tongue bathed him. Once his balls were clean, she began sucking him and jacking him at the same time. Her fist gripping his cock and moving at the same rhythm as her mouth. Faster she went, up and down, softly moaning to herself. She was fingering herself with her free hand he realized and that was all that he could take. "I'm going to cum again!" he said to the young girl sucking his cock. She moaned lightly and picked up her pace as a reply. Chris could feel his cum erupting from deep inside him, racing to escape. "AAAHHHH," again he exploded. His hands sped to hold her head as he came a tremendous amount of cum again. Shot after shot of his hot cream filled the girls mouth, as he felt her swallow repeatedly. She squealed as her own orgasm rocked her body, making her convulse right along with Chris. A little of his cum leaked out of her mouth and slowly ran down the side of his dick, getting caught in his pubic hair. As his orgasm subsided with hers, he let his hands fall back to the bed from the top of her head, while she began sucking his cock clean once again. Once her job was finished, she slowly stood up again, Extended the index finger of the hand that she had been pleasuring herself with and offered it to Chris. He opened his mouth as she inserted it, and he sucked the young girls juices off of it. She smiled at Chris, pulled out her finger, turned, and walked towards the door. Softly opening the door, she started to leave. "Thank you," Chris said. "No thanks needed." she said. "Jean asked me to come up here. By the way, she knows about her birthday present tomorrow, and wanted you to know that she loves you very much. This was her thanks to you for all you've done for her. With that she closed the door. Chris couldn't have said another word if his life depended on it. He was totally speechless as he laid there breathing hard from his intense release. As he drifted off to sleep, all he could think about was, "She knows... she knows... she...!" Jean's Birthday Present Ch. 02 "Chris, it's time to get up. Its ten o'clock already," Chris heard someone say softly into his left ear. He felt a gentle kiss on his forehead and slowly opened his eyes. It was his younger sister, Jean. Remembering the past nights activities, Chris quickly sat up trying to make an attempt at covering himself, but the blanket was already over his naked body. Looking at Jean questioningly, and then back at the blanket, he asked, "Did you...?" A smile came over Jean's face. "No, Melinda came back and covered you after she left your room last night. I told her to come up here and thank you for the party. When she came back down, she told me how much she enjoyed thanking you and what went on." Remembering the night before, Melinda must have been the name of the girl Jean sent up to "thank" him. Then the shock hit him again... "You know about..." Chris attempted to ask about her knowing what his "gift" was for her birthday. "I have known for years that Mom, Dad, and you were fooling around. I used to race home after school to listen and watch you guys from the window," Jean admitted. "I'd crawl out of my bedroom window and go to Mom and Dad's window. I never had to worry about being seen by anyone because of that big tree outside hiding me. I didn't know why I was never invited until I read Mom's Diary one day. She mentioned your eighteenth birthday in it and that she wanted to make sure you were "of age," then I knew it was only a matter of time before I was asked. I waited patiently for that day to come, not dating guys, because I wanted that day to be my first time having sex, but when Mom and Dad died, I knew it would never happen. Then the other day when you were holding me after giving me Grandpa's truck, I felt you get hard from holding me like that and thought that maybe, just maybe, me and you could keep their tradition going ourselves." "You mean... you're still a virgin?" "Yes," she said. "As far as having sex with a man is concerned. Melinda and I have been lovers since I moved here. We met at the college library one day when she walked up to me and asked if I was free after class to go for a drink at the coffee house. I agreed to go, and it was there that she explained to me that she was attracted to me. We have been together ever since." "So you are a lesbian?" Chris asked. "Not at all, I am attracted to both sexes, so I guess I am bisexual. Watching you with Mom and Dad allowed me to accept the idea and I guess it stuck." Jean laughed looking at Chris with a devilish grin. "Yes, we did have a lot of fun. I can't believe you were watching us. When did you start?" "I was twelve, I think. I used to finger myself outside on the roof watching you guys. So what was it like with them?" Jean looked at Chris with a look of wondering. "Well, it all started at my eighteenth birthday party..." "Chris, your mom wants you upstairs for a second. She wants to discuss something with you," Chris' dad said walking down the stairs in a bath robe, smiling. Chris, thinking that it must have had to do with his birthday, got up off of the couch and skipped upstairs. Once upstairs, he noticed the door to his parents room was slightly open. Hearing the shower water running, he lightly knocked on the door, opening it just a bit more. "I'm in here, Chris," his mom said. He could tell that she was in the shower already. Walking to the bathroom doorway, he looked inside wondering if, just by chance, he might get a glimps of his mom's naked body. "You wanted to talk to me, Mom?" he said towards the shower. "Come over here Chris, I need you to scrub my back for me. I can't reach all of the way back there." Chris, not knowing what else to do, said, "O.K." He had always wanted to see his mom naked. He used to think of her when he was playing with his dick at night and would think of different scenarios where he could see her body, and what happened afterwards. His dick began to get hard with anticipation. Chris was still a virgin at eighteen, not that he didn't want to have sex, but he just never took the chance. He was very shy and a "band geek," as it was called when you were a member of the school band instead of a sports player. Opening the shower door, Chris looked at his mother. She was standing under the stream of the shower water, rinsing her hair of the shampoo suds. She was facing him with her eyes closed, and both hands in her hair. Her stance showed off her entire body to her son, who now had a raging hard-on. Chris' mom was five foot-four inches tall, very fit, with "C-cup" breasts. Her nipples were erect and hard, as they made a part in the water running down her body. Following the rush of water, Chris looked farther down past her flat stomach, to her cleanly shaven lips of her very beautiful pussy. Absently, Chris moved his right hand to his hard shaft and squeezed it through his shorts, which were tented from the pressure of the lump there. "Like what you see?" He heard and snapped his eyes back up to his mother's face. She was looking at him smiling. "It O.K. Chris, its just a body." "I didn't mean to look, I'm sorry," he said turning his face away from her. Reaching out and placing her wet hand on his chin and dripping water onto his clothes in the process, she turned his head gently back towards her. "Chris, I know you are still a virgin. Its O.K. I want to fix that if you will let me. It will be our present to you." "Our present?" he said feeling confused, embarrassed, and a million other emotions all at once. "Yes, 'our' present," a lower toned voice said from behind him. Chris turned around quickly. It was his dad, standing in the bathroom doorway, still wearing his bath robe, smiling. "You see, Chris, we want your first time to be with someone you love and who loves you very much. We want to make it a good experience, unlike so many kids that regret their first time, so naturally, your mom volunteered. It was actually her idea, and, well, I agreed." "Really?" he said softly, still feeling like he was in a daze. "I can tell that you like the idea by the size of the lump in your shorts," Chris' dad said still smiling, "so why don't you take your clothes off and take a shower with your mom. Go ahead... Its O.K." Chris felt his shirt being lifted up from behind him by a pair of wet hands. Raising his arms to allow his shirt to be removed, he began kicking off his shoes. Turning to face his mom again, he reached down to unbutton his shorts, but she swatted his hands away. She reached down and unbuttoned then herself, unzipping them by pulling the fly of his shorts open, and letting them fall to the floor. Chris watched her eyes get wider as she gazed at her eighteen year old son standing there with just his underwear on. Hearing the door close behind him, he turned to see that his dad had left the room and closed the door behind him. Just then he felt those wonderful wet hands grip his waistline elastic of his underwear, and with one quick motion, they were around his ankles. Looking back towards his mom, he realized she was on her knees, eye level with his hard cock that was pointing straight at her mouth. Looking up at her son's face and smiling again, Chris' mom opened her mouth and engulfed Chris' eight inch manhood. The first sensation that Chris felt was the extreme heat surrounding his cock as his mom's mouth began to move up and down his shaft. The second feeling was the intense pressure building deep inside of his gut. As the pressure built he knew he was going to cum, and cum hard. The first wave of cum exploded out of the head of his dick into his mothers waiting mouth, as Chris grabbed the back of her head for support. His knees went weak and his toes curled. His eyes were shut tightly as the second wave of hot cream exited him and entered his mom. "MMMMMmmm," she moaned as she tasted her son's cream for the first time. Chris felt like he was going to faint. Another jet of cum shot from his cock. This time he had opened his eyes and looked at his mom's face. Seeing his cock buried in her mouth was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. Feeling that he was looking at her, she looked up at him with her smiling eyes and removed his cock from her mouth. Still holding it with her hand, she began to jack him off. Chris shook again as a long stream of his juice shot across his mom's face leaving a white creamy trail from her left eye to the base of her nose. The last shot produced by Chris' virgin balls hit his mom on her lips and chin, which she extended her tongue and licked at, trying to taste more of her son's seed. She began to lick Chris' cock clean, using her free hand to scrape the cum on her face onto her finger at the same time. She inserted her cum covered finger into her mouth, sucking it clean, and returned to his cock, which still had not softened. Once his cock was clean, she looked up at Chris' face and said, "O.K. Son, you can release my head now." "Sorry," he said realizing he was still holding the back of her head with both hands. Releasing her, he staggered back a few steps. Totally exhausted, and looking at his mother as she stood up in the shower again, He said the only word that would come to his mind. "WOW!" "Glad you liked it, there more where that came from," she said as she began rinsing her face off again. "Come and get into the shower, the water's great." Chris slowly walked into the shower behind his mother and closed the door. There was plenty of room in the oversized shower stall, so he leaned back against the stall wall and watched his mom bathe herself. Reaching down, he began stroking his still-hard cock. His mom, glancing over her shoulder at him said, "want somewhere else to put that?" as she slowly bent over and showed him her swollen pussy. "Here, just put the tip of it between the lips here and slowly push it in." Chris couldn't believe what was happening. He stepped up behind his mother who reached back and gripped his hard-on. She guided it to her love hole, and inserted the head into her. Pushing back towards Chris, she slowly sank his cock all of the way in. Chris felt as if he was in another world as he felt her pussy against his cock head. He could feel his mom pushing against him and his cock sinking ever so slowly into her wet slit. If he thought that her mouth was hot, it was nothing compared to where it was now. Animal instinct began to take over Chris' body as he started pushing his hips towards his mother's waiting depths. "Oh my god, that feels so good," he whispered. Placing a hand on each side of her hips, he began the slow strokes in and out of her as she met his rhythm stroke for stroke. The feeling of the warm water hitting her back and his chest added to the sensations coursing through his body. "Yes, that's good. So good. You feel so hard and big, Chris. Oh god, that feels nice. Your cock is so hot. Make love to your mom, Son. I love you so much. Yes, like that, make love to me." She was saying whatever was coming to her mind as the experience overwhelmed her thoughts as it had his already. As they began to get more and more aroused, their pace quickened. Smack, smack, smack, was the sound of their wet bodies slapping against each other. Chris was now thrusting into her with as much force as he could muster, while she was now throwing her body against his, using the shower wall for support. Chris began to growl deep in hes throat. It was an animal like growl that he never knew he could make. He felt his body begin to tense and he slowly approached another heart-pounding orgasm. His mother was moaning, "Ohh, Ohh, Ohh," with each impact of Chris' cock against the opening of her cervix. "Oh GOD!" she screamed as her own orgasm hit her like a lead weight. Unable to keep quiet, she yelled, "Yes, Oh God, Yes, Yes, Oh Yes!" A new exclamation exited her mouth with each thrust from Chris. Chris couldn't hold back any longer as he listened to his mother screams and felt her convulsions which made her body clamp down onto his raging cock. "Ahhhhhh," Chris yelled, as he thrust his cock as far as it would go into his mother's dripping pussy. "Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh," was all that escaped his lips as each shot of his seed exploded out of his dick and entered the womb that he himself came out of eighteen years to the day before. Releasing the hips that he had been gripping tightly, he leaned over and embraced his mother, who was still bracing herself against the wall. "I love you, Mom," Chris said as he reached around and hugged her. "I love you too, Son," she said breathlessly. She started to stand and had to wait for Chris to back up a bit so that she could. Once standing, she turned around and embraced her son. She could feel the cum that he shot inside of her run down her insides and out of her pussy, just to run farther down her legs. She could feel the shrinking semi-hard cock of her son against her stomach below her belly button. She could hear Chris' heart beat race under her ear on his chest. And she could feel the love radiating from him as his arms tightened around her. They held each other for what seemed like forever, until they heard the bathroom door open. "Are you guys going to live in there, or am I going to have to take a shower at the neighbors?" Chris' dad said jokingly. "We will be right out, Hon," Chris' mom said as they released each other. Looking at Chris' face, he bent down and kissed her lips. As soon as their lips met, her lips parted and her tongue shot into his mouth. Chris' tongue played with hers in a passionate kiss to end a wonderful experience, the perfect birthday present. Once they finished washing their sex off of themselves, they grabbed towels and exited the bathroom. Chris' father was sitting on the bed, cock in hand, looking at the two of them, smiling. "Sounded like that was a lot of fun," he said looking from one to the other. "His cock is very nice, and even bigger than his dad's big pole. He don't cum as much as you do though, Hon, but it tastes exactly the same as dear ol' dad's cum. It was wonderful," Chris' mother said as she walked over to her husband and Kissed him on his lips. Chris didn't know what to say, looking at his dad holding his dick, stroking it while looking back at him, smiling. "Wow, even soft, its big," his dad said looking at Chris' soft cock hanging there between his legs. Chris' dad got up off of the bed and walked towards Chris. His dad reached around him and gave him a big hug. Chris could feel their cocks touch and without a reason why, again Chris' cock began to get hard. His dad released him and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. "Yes, Chris, your dad is bisexual. We both are. Do you know what that means?" his mother asked. "It means that you both like to have sex with either guys or girls," he said, trying to picture his parents with same-sex partners. Me and Andy, from down the street used to play with each other when we were kids, but jacking off was as far as it went." Chris admitted. "Well, we might have to tell your dad that story then. Maybe all three of us can get together and play sometime," she said with a glint in her eye. "What about Jean?" Chris couldn't help but ask. "Son, this is something we waited for until you were eighteen. We will do the same for her, so that she understands what's going on, and can make that decision for herself, like you did. She's way too young for things like this." his mom said as she sat on the bed still naked. Chris sat down as well, and looked at his mom. "Can we continue this farther," he asked her. "How far do you want to continue it. Its your birthday, you can have as much fun as you want tonight." She said as matter-of-fact. Looking back towards the door to the bathroom, Chris said, "I want to thank Dad for the wonderful present you two gave me..." Looking up at Jean, Chris said, "That night went on for hours. Dad came out of the shower and found me and Mom in a "69." Her pussy was so sweet and wet. I am sure you would have loved it. Dad watched us for a while, then he got behind Mom, who was on top of me, and inserted his hard cock into her pussy that I was licking. I couldn't help but lick him too as I continued to eat her out. When he came, I got my first taste of cum. It was flowing out of Mom's snatch. I licked for all I was worth, trying to get it all as it left her. Then Dad put his dick in my mouth. I could taste both of them at the same time on his cock. I reached up and started fingering Mom while I sucked on Dad. Amazingly we all came at the same time and I spent the rest of the night in bed with them. When you came home the next day, I had to get my clothes and sneak out of their room to mine. Things continued like that, like I said, for years. Things slowed down considerably when I married, but didn't stop." "Remember the day you mentioned earlier with me and Dad laughing in the garage? We were discussing how they were going to give you your birthday party like mine. I asked if I could be there too." Chris confessed. "From the day of my birthday until their death, I looked forward to the day when we could include you in our fun. I used to dream of ways I would have sex with you and what we would do with Mom and Dad." Jean laid down on the bed and cuddled up to her big brother. Well we have the rest of our lives to enjoy each other. We can start right after breakfast," She said as she reached down and gripped Chris' hard cock through the covers, got up off of the bed, and ran through the bedroom door laughing. Chris listened to her giggles going towards the kitchen and smiled as he thought to himself, "This is going to be a beautiful day" Then he got up out of the bed and ran after his mischievous little sister. Jean's Birthday Present Ch. 03 As Chris entered the kitchen, wearing nothing but a smile and a raging hard-on, he noticed that his little sister was standing by the sink, also naked. She had just finished stripping off her night gown and tossed it on the floor. She saw him come around the corner of the hallway and bolted through the nearest archway into the living room, laughing loudly as he continued to chase her. Chris called to her, "I thought you were going to make breakfast." "Breakfast has been made for eighteen years, big brother," she said giggling. "You just have to finally eat it." "Well, I'm going to do my best!" he said as he turned around and back-tracked through the kitchen to head her off as she ran back into the hall through the living room. As she rounded the corner, thinking he was still behind her, she ran right into his chest. He immediately wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly. She melted into his embrace as they stood there. "I think I caught breakfast," he said looking down at her as she raised her face to look at his. Both of them stared into each others souls for what seemed like eternity. Bending his head down, Chris placed his lips onto hers and they kissed each other. Not a brotherly/sisterly kiss, but the kiss of two people who were totally in love. Ending the display of affection, Chris scooped her up into his arms and began to carry her back through the hallway towards his bedroom. She gazed into his eyes, and wrapped her arms around his neck, laying her head onto his shoulder. "I love you, Chris." "I love you too, Sis," he replied as they passed through his bedroom door. Chris' cock felt like steel as he lightly laid his sister down onto his bed. "Now, you lie back and relax," he said softly. "I'm going to eat my breakfast before it gets cold." "I don't think that it getting cold will ever be a problem when I am with you. I am always hot when you are around. I wanted this so bad and for so long." Smiling up at her as he walked around the corner of the bed, Chris kneeled down between Jean's legs. Spreading her legs by pulling them open with her hands behind her knees, Jean gave Chris access to her moist pussy, and offered herself to her big brother. Chris looked down at her pussy for the first time in his life. Her lips were puffy and swollen from her excitement and anticipation. Her pubic hair was trimmed into a patch of hair just above her clit. Her cunt lips were completely shaven and very wet with her juices. Just below her throbbing tunnel, he could see her puckered asshole as well. Her juices were flowing and running down the crack of her ass, coating her anus and making it all shiny. As Chris lowered his head further, Jean moaned as she felt the heat of his breath. The first taste of Jean's sweet nectar was like nothing he had ever experienced. Electric currents shot through his body as his tongue made contact with her pussy lips. His cock was straining to increase in size as it was filled to the extreme, harder than he ever remembered it being. He inserted his tongue between his sisters love lips and licked all the way up to her clit. "Mmmmm, I never dreamed you would taste this good," as he savored her wetness on his tongue. She was sweet, very sweet, as sweet as the finest sugar. Her juices covered his lips as he closed his eyes and dove his tongue back inside her. Licking up and down her soaked slit, Chris could hear Jean's moans get louder as she spread her legs wider for him. "Oh, god! That feels so good," she moaned breathlessly. Chris inserted both of his thumbs into her depths and lightly parted her lips, pulling her pussy wide open. He looked into her hole as it opened up for him. He could see deep inside her as he sealed his mouth to her lips and sucked on her wet flesh. "Ahhhh! Yes!" she yelled as she felt the suction from Chris' mouth on her pussy, making her grab the back of his head and pull him tightly against her. "Ohhh, suck it. Yes, like that!" All Chris could do was moan into her, not ever wanting to break this intimate contact that he had with his sister. "Mmmmm," was all he said. "Oh God, Chris, I'm already going to cum! I can feel it building. Oh my god, I've never felt one this big." As she was just about to cum, Chris removed a thumb from her pussy and inserted just the tip if it into her ass. "Oh My God! OH MY G..." she screamed as her whole body locked up into the greatest orgasm Jean had ever felt. She wrapped her legs around Chris' head and held on tightly. Her hands pulled his face deeper into her gushing pussy. "AAAhhh!" she screamed again, squeezing the finger in her pussy and the one in her ass as tightly as she could. The tone of her voice went from a high pitched squeal to a low growling sound that came from deep in her chest. As she began to convulse, Chris felt the explosion of her orgasm rocket into his mouth. It was the best taste he had ever experienced. Thick, sweet, and hot female juice filled his mouth in jets of molten lava. He had never known a woman who could cum this much. It was hitting his tongue in squirts from her pussy and he swallowed her juices as fast as he could, while at the same time, keeping as much in his mouth to savor as it coated his tongue. Sucking her pussy, trying to get all of her wetness into his mouth, and feeling her asshole squeeze his thumb made Chris feel as if he was in heaven. He thought absolutely nothing about his sister doing anything to him in return. All he was concentrating on was her, pleasing her the best that he possibly could. As her orgasm subsided, and she began to breath steadily again, her senses returned to her and she had different thoughts than Chris did. It was her turn to please him and she wanted to begin NOW. Throwing her right leg over his head, she rolled over onto her stomach and stood up on the side of the bed. Chris looked at her in surprise. "Its your turn, big brother," said Jean breathlessly. "Lay down on the bed, NOW!" she demanded, sounding more like a dominatrix than his little sister. Chris complied as fast as he could, not realizing that it was more out of response to her command than it was his thinking about why she wanted him to do it. He just sat there waiting for the next instruction and looking at Jean with wide eyes. "Lie back, big brother. Like I said, it's MY turn," she said as she placed the palm of her right hand flat on his chest and pushed him back flat onto the bed. Jean assumed the same position that Chris had before. She knelt between his legs and reached for his fleshy pole that was now standing straight up, pointing at the ceiling. She could feel it pulse and throb as her fingers made contact. Wrapping them lightly around his shaft, she looked up at Chris' face. His eyes were closed and his breathing was very heavy with his excitement. Smiling to herself, she started caressing his rock-hard cock up and down. His foreskin felt like a velvet sheath to her touch. She just watched as her hand slid the full length if his rod, and was amazed at its size. It looked huge. It had to be eight inches in length and her fingers didn't touch as they circled around it. Jean bent her head down and lightly licked the head of his dick with the flat of her tongue. This made Chris moan out load and stiffen up. She enjoyed the effect she was having on her big brother. She was in total control of him and liked it, a lot. Opening her mouth, Jean engulfed Chris' cock in her mouth. Bobbing her head up and down, her saliva coating him making him slippery and wet. Jean started to softly suction her mouth and jack him off with her right hand while she cupped his balls with her left. Jean moved her head in rhythm with her hand, urging Chris to fill her mouth with his hot seed. After a few minutes of her caressing and sucking, Chris started to feel his orgasm start to build. He could feel the tension in his gut, and his balls contract as his cum began to boil up from his insides. "Oh god, sis, I'm going to cum soon. If you keep that up, I'm going to fill your mouth." "MMM HMM," she hummed her agreement to him that she actually wanted him to do just that. Jean started to speed up her bobbing on Chris' shaft. Using the flat of her tongue, she slid it over the head of his cock on every down stroke of her mouth. Chris' body stiffened and then shook as if he was shocked with electricity. Jean felt his cock grow in her hand and mouth as he began to orgasm. Then she felt a burst of hot salty liquid hit her tongue as Chris moaned out load. Swallowing his cum as fast as she could, she felt more escape into her waiting mouth. Again and again he came into her mouth, as she sucked and bobbed up and down on his pole. She milked every last drop of his juice, saving just a bit on her tongue. Releasing her grip on him and taking her mouth from his dick, Jean stood up to walked around the bed to where Chris was still breathing hard. She bent down and kissed him. Chris, without thinking, opened his mouth to French-kiss her by sticking his tongue into her mouth. Instantly he tasted his cum on her tongue. Excited even more with her kinkiness, Chris kissed her all the more passionately. Chris grabbed Jean and rolled her onto the bed. He pulled his body up and rolled himself on top of her, looking deep into her smiling eyes. Jean reached down and felt for his dick. Finding it still hard, she adjusted it and inserted the tip of his head between her wet lips. Then she moved her hand back to his back to join her other one in a loving hug. "I have wanted you to do this for years, Chris." "I have wanted to do this to you for years," he said looking down at his sister lying under him. "This might hurt just a little," he warned his virgin mate. "Just do it, Chris. Quit making me wait. I want you inside me where you belong. Do it now," she begged. Lowering his hips just a bit, Chris pushed his cock into the one place he though he might never get to put it. His cock entered her slowly, stretching Jeans cunt open bit by bit. He could feel her pussy stretch around his thick cock as he kept pushing more and more into her. At last he felt the resistance he longed to feel. His cock head was tightly against her hymen, putting pressure on it but not enough to break it. Chris pulled his cock back a bit and heard Jean moan her displeasure at his departure from her depths. Again pushing into her against her thin flesh curtain to her womanhood, Chris stopped. "Stop teasing me, damn it! I want your cock in me all the way," Jean complained. And without any warning, Jean thrust her hips up, forcing Chris' cock into her pussy. She felt a sharp pain inside her as his cock shot through her hymen and kept going. His shaft filled her cunt and stretched it open as far as it could. The opening to her pussy was tightly sealing itself to Chris' cock and the inside of it was sucking him into her. Farther and farther it went into her, going where nothing has ever gone before. Deeper into her until he could feel his pubic bone slam against hers. He was totally inside her. His cock felt her heat engulf his dick and could feel her pussy spasm over and over, squeezing him in pulses. Her pussy still stung as they just laid there, hugging each other and feeling the wonderful feeling of their total union. "You feel so hot and big! God, I never thought it would feel this good," she said to him as she started squeezing him with her pussy. "Make love to me, big brother." Slowly lifting himself a bit, he began pulling his cock out of his sisters body until just the head was still in. Chris looked at her as he did so, knowing that it still stung her a bit. She was shaking a little as she looked back at him. Chris began to push into her once more as she met his thrust with her own. Leaning down he kissed her lips passionately as he bottomed out inside her. Her legs wrapped around his waist tightly pulling him into her. Beginning a rhythm, he started pumping his hips slowly. In, out, in, out he went, pistoning his cock into his little sister. Her moans of pleasure filling the room. "YES! Fuck me Chris. GOD! Your cock fills so good in me. Fuck me." Picking up speed, Chris started to hear their bodies slap together. He could head her encouragement in his ear and wanted to hear it for the rest of his life. Jean's pussy turned from pain to total pleasure as her wetness coated Chris' cock and lubed it. Alternating her pussy contractions to match his outward movements, Jean slowly sucked Chris' cock with her cunt. Chris, bowing his head, licked her left nipple. It was hard and felt so good against his tongue. Jean moaned, and squeezed her pussy muscles tighter around him. Putting her hand against the back of his head, she pulled him against her. Chris licked in circles around her nipple and lightly sucked on it. He was still pistoning himself into her, and picked up his pace and force. Now his body slapped hard as he entered her on each down-thrust. "OH! YES! OH GOD! FUCK ME!" Jean yelled at her brother. "YES, MAKE ME CUM!" Hearing his sister tell him this, he began fucking her hard. He was slamming himself down against her and could feel his cock hit the back of her pussy with each stroke. "AAAAAAHHHH!" Jean's orgasm hit her without warning. Her body locked around Chris'. Her legs squeezed him around his waist and her fingernails dug into his back as she screamed at the top of her lungs. Her pussy tightened around Chris' cock like he had never felt happen before. Jean's orgasm accelerated Chris' own as he instantly felt his own body tense up. Pounding into his sister as hard as he could, he reached the point of no return. "I'M CUMMING TOO!" He yelled. "CUM INSIDE ME! DON'T YOU DARE TAKE IT OUT! KEEP FUCKING ME!" she commanded and just as before, he obeyed. Thrusting his cock one last time as far inside of his sister as he could, he let loose. Jean felt as if someone put a water gun full of hot water into her pussy and pulled the trigger again and again. Her insides felt the hot cum inter her over and over. His cock exploded like a fire hose. Stream after stream of hot cum flooded Jean's pussy as Chris filled her up. Still pushing into her tightly, he felt her pussy throbbing, as if her body was a throat swallowing up his cum. Her pussy began to leak his cum out around his cock as he shot more and more into her. All they could do was to hold one another tightly and enjoy the mutual feeling of euphoria they shared. After what felt like an hour of floating in mid air, hugging each other, they began to breath regularly again. Opening their eyes, they just stared at each other and felt their love radiate outward and fill the whole world as they just laid there. Chris was the first one to speak. "Happy Birthday, Sis." he said quietly looking down at her. "Again!" she softly pleaded for her older brother to fuck her again. With that single spoken word, they ended all sexual tension between them and began the rest of their lives together living as lovers. * I hope you enjoyed this story as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please let me know what you thought of it.