0 comments/ 86069 views/ 11 favorites My Sister Jill By: billyb0b When I was 18, my sister Jill, who is two years older than me, had two of her friends over to our house. One of them, Donna, was always flirting with me and I loved it, even though it was driving me crazy. It was her breasts. They were the biggest and the best I had ever seen. When no one else was looking she would make sure that I would notice them and notice them I would. She would make me so hard, that I was torn between never wanting to take my eyes off of them and going to the bathroom, locking the door, and taking my pants down to my ankles, wrapping my hand around my cock and stroking it till I came. Actually, it was with Donna's image that I had my first ever orgasm, just earlier that year. I though that I had never felt anything quite so good, so I did it again and again. I was possessed with doing it. And here I was, with Donna in the house, showing them off to me again. She had on an elastic halter-top that didn't leave anything to the imagination. I was basically staring at them when my sister caught me and told me to leave them alone. I left and went down to the rec. room in our basement, to watch TV and to be alone, alone enough to put my hand down my pants and keep my hard going. Just as I started to have those good feelings, I heard, "It looks like you're having fun." It was Donna. I jerked my hand out of my pants and started stammering, unable to say anything. She walked over to me and put one of her feet on top of my groin and started lightly moving it. "Look" she said, and with that, she took hold of the top of her halter-top and slowly started dragging it down. She started showing more and more cleavage, more and more of the tops of her breasts. I was seeing more breast than I had ever seen before. A little more I would be seeing here nipples. At that point, we heard a noise from upstairs and she looked at the stairs, realizing that it wouldn't take much to be discovered. She reached down and grabbed my hand and said come with me and literally drug me over to a corner of the room where we wouldn't be seen. She asked me if I would like to kiss her. At this point in my life I had no confidence in myself when it came to girls, I had never kissed one romantically and here I was with the girl of my dreams, the girl that I beat off to. Even though I was hesitant, she wasn't and leaned into me and gave me my first kiss. She hadn't let go of my hand and as we were kissing, she brought it up to her breast and put my hand on it. I had never felt anything so good. God, my cock was throbbing so much, it had never felt harder and I knew I wouldn’t be able to take much more of this. But, I also never wanted it to stop. And then Donna pulled her top down and exposed her naked breasts to me. She also started moving her hips into me, rubbing my cock. I was touching naked female flesh for the first time and having her taking me over the edge, with just her body movement. I couldn't help it, I was so close and everything felt so great, there was no way that I was going to stop the sensations and I started coming. And just as I was, Donna screamed, "stop it you pervert" and pushed me away from her, while pulling up her top. And there was my sister, Jill, taking it all in. Knowing with out a doubt that I had somehow, attacked one of her best friends. Talk about the shit hitting the fan. First of all my sister is bigger than she and me came up to me and kicked me as hard as she could and then starting hitting me. Only when she got tired did she stop and then started crying and took Donna in her arms, who now was also crying. Then Jill started yelling at me, about me being a pervert and how sick I was and just wait till she tells mom and dad. Well, my carefree life ended right there. Jill did tell our parents and dad did punish me. First with a whipping that I never will forget and then he basically grounded me. I was forbidden to date or have any contact with the opposite sex. It was probably just as well, because the story of what had happened was all over town in a matter of days. I was known as the pervert. Yeah, I still liked to whack off, when I had a chance. But, I was closely watched at home, and never given much of a chance. I had to leave my bedroom door open now, because I shouldn't have "anything to hide." My sister and I never got along at all after what had happened. In fact, we had terrible fights up until the time she left for college. My job was doing maintenance and clean up work in the local factory. The last couple of hours though, the factory shut down and there were only a few of us there, doing the clean up. It was at this time that I would go into the bathroom and do my thing. It was almost like a ritual, every day about the same time; I would go in there and stroke myself off. I loved the feeling and I like to watch myself cum, watching it spurt, feeling the load come out. I would do it a hundred times a day if I could. Little did I realize that my habit brought notice, not at first but later. Our restroom had 6 stalls in it and I was in there for about a half an hour at a time. Well evidently, I wasn't the only one there, who liked to do their thing, because one day when I thought I was in there alone, I heard the sounds of someone else doing what I loved doing. The sounds were unmistakable. Even though, I was extremely excited knowing that there was someone next to me doing the same thing, it was also scary to me. I couldn't continue and was torn between leaving then and trying to see who came out or continue listening to him jacking off. Then there came silence. And then a voice, "why did you stop?" I was too scared to answer. He said, "It's better for me when I hear you and knowing we're doing the same thing." I now knew it was Brian. He was about six years older and we had become friends. But, this was too much. I had gotten caught and the label of pervert put on me earlier and I didn't want the same thing again. But, still this was exciting. Just then, I heard him walking over to my stall and he gave my door a knock, "Open it up for a second" he said. I first pushed my hard dick down between my legs and closed them together, so he couldn't see it and then I opened the door, not knowing what would happen, but excited with some unknown possibility. There he stood, with a bulge in his pants and then he asked me, if I would promise not to say anything to anybody. "About what," I said. "About this" he said. And with that he slowly started unzipping his pants, looking into my eyes, for any sign to stop. Instead of a sign to stop, I took my eyes from his and lowered them to his groin. After he unzipped himself, he put his hand inside of his pants and then he hesitated. I knew he had his hand around his dick and was ready to bring it out. "OK," he asked? "Yes," I managed to squeak out. And with that he pulled his dick out and started to stroke it. "Do you think it's a nice one," he asked? I again managed a squeaky yes. His cock was unlike mine. His was long and skinny, but it had a really big purple head on it. It looked like it was made for stroking, which he did. "Do you like watching me?" I could only nod. "Can I cum? Do you want to watch me cum?" At this point I couldn't do anything, not even swallow. "You have to help me," he said. I looked up at him, afraid of what he meant. "Let me see yours." My cock, at this point, was hurting me. I was extremely hard and it was pushed down in a very uncomfortable position. I wanted the relief, in more than one way. With just a little movement from my legs, my cock popped up. I reached down and grabbed hold of it, down by the base and finished bring it up in all its glory. It felt harder than it ever had did, and so I started stroking it. I had to. When Brian saw me, his legs just about gave way and he had to reach up and grab the top of the door to steady himself. And then he started chanting, "oh God, oh God, oh fuck, oh fuck." And, then after a few moments of that, it was "I'm going to cum, oh fuck, fuck, fuck, oh God. And then with that his dick got even bigger, redder, his body started to jerk around and then he unloaded the biggest wad I have ever seen, twice anything I have ever done. He blew his wad all over the door and the floor and it appeared it was all he could do to remain standing. He slowly backed upped to where he could rest against one of the sinks. He was watching me the whole time and after a minute he was back on his feet moving toward me. "I want to watch you, you have a good big one, stroke it, make yourself cum. Just think how good it will feel to cum like I did." Even though he had just had a huge orgasm, he was stroking himself again. It was all too much; I was getting those tingly feeling in my balls that I knew meant that my time was near. Usually, when I'm by myself, I turn around and drop my load in the toilet bowl, but not this time, I wanted to watch Brian some more and I wanted him to see me, I knew I had a big load myself coming. And then it was on me. That first spurt, I swear, went three feet straight up in the air, most of the rest, ended up on my stomach and ran down my cock, into my pubs and on my balls. Oh, it was so good. But then reality started sinking in. There were other guys outside, in the plant and any one of them could have walked in on us and still could. I was starting to get scared. What if Brian was gay and wanting to do more? I didn't want him touching me or him making me do something to him. But, Brian just said thanks and that he would clean up and for me to go ahead and get back to work. I was out of there in a heartbeat. ***** It was a couple of weeks later, before I even tried to go into that rest room again and I also kept my distance from Brian. I 'm not sure why, because I did find the whole thing exciting, but I was afraid that he might want to do something queer and I wasn't ready for any thing like that. Even though watching him get off was the most exciting thing I had ever done. I had tried to hold off jacking off at work, and resorted to playing with myself on the drive home, but there never did seem to be enough time to get off, so I was continually in a state of arousal. At school I would leave some of my classes to go to the rest room and tried to get off there, but I would get interrupted from other kids, so I quite trying there. So, I decided to revert back to my habit of whacking off at work. I did this a couple of times, without seeing Brian, even though I guess I would have liked something to happen. After refraining as long as I had, it felt so good. A couple of times I did it twice. One day, after I had just gotten to work, Brian came up to me and asked me to meet him by the storage room, just before the next break. He wanted to show me something. I was hesitant, because of what may happen and also because with all the people around, we could get caught. It was all I could think of though; I felt like I could hardly breath. I couldn't help myself; I was drawn to the storage area. I saw Brian already there, just as the signal for the break sounded. He motioned for me to come with him and to be quite. We entered the room and I followed him to a corner. He whispered in my ear, "see where the electrical cables run through the wall there, be real quite and look through that opening in a minute or two." It wasn't but a minute, when I heard somebody talking, so I looked and I saw Wendy and Ryan. They work in the parts department and hardly ever came out on the floor. But, there they were, in the electrical closet, starting to make out. Then with out hardly any preliminaries, Wendy just dropped down on her knees, unzipped his fly, took his cock out and started sucking on it. I couldn't believe it. Wendy was not a beauty by some standards, but had a hard body, with nice breast and a tight ass. I could feel myself throbbing, I was so hard. I looked over to Brian; he was looking through another spot and had his cock out jacking it. I started rubbing mine, not taking it out, but through my clothes. I didn't know what I wanted, other than to watch the couple in front of me. This was the first time I ever saw a girl do anything like this; I couldn't believe what she was doing to his cock and I could only imagine how it must feel. In just a moment, Wendy got up off her knees and started undoing her belt and the top of her pants. Having done that she lowered them and then bent over a table, while Ryan, moved in behind her and stared doing her doggy style. This was by far the most erotic thing I have ever seen, but still I looked away, to watch Brian. He was really going at it, with that pecker of his. It was too much for me. If I didn't take my cock out, I was going to come in my pants. I unzipped them and for a moment had trouble taking it out. God it was stiff, but oh did it feel good when I started stroking it. I could get enough. Being with Brian, both of us jacking off, while watching the two fuckers fuck. I just wished I could see her boobs. But who was I to complain. I couldn't see much of her pussy, because of my angle, but he had his hands on her hips, holding her, while he did her. He had to, she was moving all over the place. I saw her move one of her hands between her legs, I though maybe she was going to play with her self, but she was playing with his balls. Just then I heard him say that he was getting ready to cum and with that she turned around and took him in her mouth again. I could tell he was coming, with all the grunting and the way he went spastic. Between watching and wanting to hold off, I had stopped jacking myself, but I was so close to cumming. I looked at Brian and he had slowed down also. He held his finger up to his lips, indicating for me to be quite. In a few moments they were gone and I started to put my cock away. Brian said, "Don't." And he started stroking him self again. He asked me what I though about it and I told him it was the hottest thing I had ever seen. I then asked him how he knew about it. He told me that years ago, he and Wendy, used to get it on in there, but she ended up getting married and wanted to try and remain faithful to her husband. But, lately, he noticed her and Ryan, becoming friendly. They still talked some and Wendy said that Ryan would help her out some financially and with her promotions. All it took from her, was a once a week, quickie. "She knows that I probably am in here watching and jacking off. It's been our secret. We're two of a kind, we both love sex and getting off. Sometimes, she will stay in there and do her self. I asked if he ever did her any more and he said no. That Wendy said having one boy friend, other than her husband, was bad enough. Brian told me, that what ever I do, don't let her know that you're in here watching her, because it will ruin it for the both of us. Just then, the break signal sounded again and we had to stop. I needed to just let loose and cum, but our time was up. Brian said, "meet me in the restroom, in an hour, that is if you can wait that long. So that started a "friendship" with Brian. Not every day, but most we would get together in the restroom and watch each other whack off. That is except when we were watching Wendy. Their routine was almost always the same as that first day. Every once in a while she would lift up her top and he would suck on her nipples. I would close my eyes and think about her, in there doing what she did. Brian never made a move on me, never touched me, even though in the storage closet, as close as we were, I thought about it. Just to see what his cock would feel like, especially when he was cumming. ********* About a month later, as I was walking in the door, Brian came up to me and said that he was told about a repair part that need to be picked up and we needed to go get it. It was in Kansas City, about an hour and a half drive away. We took one of the company's trucks and took off. When we got there we found out that the part, even though was ready, and had to be moved, to where it could be loaded. After asking how long it would be, Brian told him that we were going to get some thing to eat and would be back in a couple of hours. As we were driving away, Brian asked me if I had ever been to an adult movie theater. I told him I didn't even know that they were any around here. Well the next thing I knew, we were walking in the front door of one. Just follow me and be quit, Brian told me. He paid for us and we walked to the rear of the place and through the curtains. All I could see was the movie, it was so dark. in there. Up on the screen, was a girl giving head to this guy, who had the biggest dick I had ever seen. I didn't know that they got that big. I couldn't believe it, within ten seconds, I was supporting a hard on. Brian was just standing there. Then he told me, we had to wait for a minute for our eyes to adjust to the darkness, so we could find a seat. I told him that I could see a lot of empty seats down in front, where the screen was illuminating them. But, Brian said no, just wait, we need to sit in the back. Just then, I heard somebody speak out, " you can move on over, there isn't anybody there, till you're about in the middle." Brian then said, "come on" to me and then louder, "thanks," to who ever spoke up. After we found our seats, Brian told me, " you think there is good action up there, just wait." "Wait for what," I asked. "Till you can see," he said, chuckling "and hear." Hell, all I needed to see, was the action on the screen. Another girl had joined in and was playing with the first girl's pussy. Brian then leaned over to me and asked, "are you hard yet?" All I could do was nod. He then told me, "don't be afraid to take it out and play with it." I looked at him like he was crazy, and he said, "what do you think everyone else is doing?" And with that, I heard the unmistakable sound of his zipper going down. Even though it was still dark, I could make out, him pulling his cock out of his pants and then starting to jack off right there. With that I gasped, I couldn't believe he was exposing himself, where anybody could happen to see. "When you can, just look around, to the other seats," he said. In just a few minutes I understood. Guys and only guys were in there, mainly in the back two rows of the theater. Some by them selves, some in pairs, but all with their cocks out. Some of them, which were sitting in pairs, were jacking each other off. Just then I saw one of the guys, lean over and take a cock in his mouth. I didn't know what was the most exciting, what was up on the screen or what was taking place all around me. Brian then told me, "you need to take yours out. You need to join in. It kind of makes them nervous, when you don't." I asked Brian, "Is everybody gay, here?" "No," he said. Some are just doing it, like us, because it's fun and it feels good. Others because they're lonely." So with some apprehension and some relief, I took my cock out of my pants and joined in with the rest of them. I didn't know what to make of Brian though. Did he do this kind of thing much? Did he like guys? Was he going to be like some of the other guys around and grab me? Just then somebody came down our row and tried to get by us, in doing so, he grabbed my dick and said it was a nice one. I jumped and knocked his hand away. He moved on and did the same to Brian. But, Brian let him play a while, then told the guy, that he was just here to watch and thanks anyway. So the guy moved on. Brian then asked me what I thought of some guy doing that to me, I replied that it had surprised me and was like what he said, it was fun to just watch. I told him that I liked girls better. Brian said that it wasn't about girls or boys, it was about being around others who, like us, were having fun and getting off, with out any complications. My Sister Jill Just then, I heard some grunting noise in the row behind us, and I looked and saw somebody blowing his wad. And, then a guy next to him did it. It was like a chain reaction. Within a few moments, half a dozen guys, came and I watched them. It was like they wanted everybody around to see them do it. I wished though, that I could have seen it better, as dark as it was. God, it was thrilling. Brian said, we have to be leaving in a few minutes, so come on. With that I followed him out of the theater and then down an aisle, where guys were in open booths, watching movies on little TV screens, all appeared to be playing with them selves, but some were doing it, so you could see them. Up till now, other than Brian, I had never seen another hard dick and now I had seen dozens and a bunch of those shooting off. Some of the guys in the booths were signaling Brian and me to come over and then they pointed to their cocks. We just kept on going though, that is, till toward the end, where this one guys was and he had to have the biggest one I ever saw. It had to be almost 10" and very thick, with a huge head on it. Brian must have known him, by the way they acted and then Brian reached over and stared stroking him. Before I knew it, a bunch of the guys around their came over to watch and had their cocks out, stroking them. All of a sudden, somebody reached down and started to play with me through my jeans. "Take it out," he said. God, I was so hot, watching it all and then having somebody play with me. I had to take it out or have it shoot off in my pants. Before I knew it, he was jacking me off and then I reached over and started doing it to him. There must have been at least ten of us doing it to each other. And then it happened, just like in the theater, one guy went off and then others did. The guy stroking me, said, "can I suck it." God, I was so close to coming and I could only imagine what it would feel like, but I guess the thought of another guy doing me, was just too much to take, so I just shook my head no. But the guy next to him, said, "Do me." And by God he did. So I took a step back and only had to give my cock a few strokes, before I came. I felt like I came more than I ever had. It was real good. And then the guy Brian was stroking, was getting close and yelled, "watch out." And, then he shot a load, I bet that first spurt went 6 feet. It was damnedest thing ever. And he kept shooting. By the time he was done, every one else was too, that is except Brian. It was kind of funny, as soon as most of the guys lost their load they just disappeared. I don't know how or if they cleaned up but they just left. I had to be careful where I stepped, there was cum everywhere and I wondered how often this type of thing happens. Brian looked at me and told me to wait by the front door and he would be there in a second. So I left Brian and the big dick guy and went to the front door. It must have been about five or ten minutes, before he got back. I asked what was up and he said nothing anymore. We left it at that. Brian and I hardly talked all the way back. It was one hell of an experience, but I felt dirty. What if some one knew me, what was I, queer? God, I touched someone's dick and they touched mine. I was really rattled. I vowed never again would I ever do anything like that again. The very next day, Brian came up to me and asked if he could have a ride home, because his car was getting repaired. On the way to his house, he started talking about the movies and how crazy some guys get, that go there to watch them. He asked me if I liked it enough to go back. I replied that I would like to find a woman to do some of that kind of stuff with. Brian just looked at me for a minute, then asked if I had ever met his wife Shirley. I said no. He said that it was probably because, they had just had a baby, 7 months earlier and it had kept her in the house, for the most part. He asked me to you come in, meet her and have a beer. As we went in, Brian yelled out that they had company and his wife yelled back that she was in the kitchen. When we got there, his wife was holding the baby. She had a blanket over it and I could tell that she was breast feeding him. Brian introduced me and then got us some beers. Shirley was having trouble keeping the baby awake so it would feed. Brian then told his wife that he thought that the blanket was at fault and that she should remove it. She said that she wasn't dressed properly and that it would probably embarrass everybody. Brian then started telling her that I have never seen boobs before, let alone touched one. And, then he started talking to her about wasn't this one of her fantasies, to let some one watch. She got mad at Brian for that, but then Brian just went up to her and slowly lifted the blanket off of her. Shirley didn't make any move to stop him, only asking if he was sure it was all right. Brian said sure, who doesn't like to look. God, her boobs were big and her nipples stood way out. I could believe how exciting it was to look at them. Brian then went over to his wife and took the free nipple and kind of tugged at it and then milk shot out. He asked if I every had seen anything like that. I said no. I think Shirley got really embarrassed, because she got up and left, cussing at Brian on the way. I told Brian that I need to leave too, which I did. About a week later, Brian came up to me and asked if I would follow him home, I must have looked curious, because he explained that Shirley asked about me. If I was to ever want to watch her feed the baby again, I needed to come over in the next couple of days, because she wasn't going to continue breast feeding any more. I looked at Brian like he was crazy. I asked him if he didn't mind and he said no, because we were sex pals and this type of thing was A-OK. I said that Shirley seemed really embarrassed the last time. He said that she was unprepared and just a little bit nervous about it, besides being excited. I asked, "she got excited, you mean like sexually." Brian only nodded. You should have been there to see what happened afterwards, she just about attacked me. She's a hot one, he said. I followed Brian over to his house and went in with him. We found Shirley watching TV and the baby was no where in sight. When Shirley saw me, she jumped up and started picking up around the room. Brian went in and got us some beers. He yelled and asked Shirley if she wanted one and she said, "well for the first time in over a year I feel I can have one. I no longer am nursing. Brian asked if that was only the baby or everyone. With that she threw a pillow at him, he grabbed it and went after her. Trapping her on the sofa. He asked if maybe there wasn't a little left, she said no, but then Brian asked, then why is your shirt wet. Shirley, said she was saving it, Brian wanted to know for whom and Shirley said for herself, who else. Brian turned to me and said, can you believe this, and she likes to get off by sucking her own boobs. Shirley told Brian to shut up and not to talk to her like that, with me there. Brian got off of her and set down next to her, with his arm around her shoulders, and said, "I thought you like the idea of Matt seeing what you got. After all he did come over to watch you, again. Shirley then looked over to me, and asked "really?" All I could do was nod my head. This whole thing seamed surreal to me. Brian told her that her's were the first I had ever seen and that I told him that I almost came in my pants and that I did take it out and jack off on the way home, just thinking about what I saw. With that Brian reached down and started to play with her nipple and said, "Shirley, if you show him a little, he will show you his cock and show you how big it can get while he plays with it. Shirley then looked at Brian and said, When have you seen it?" Brian replied, "remember me telling you that sometimes at work, I had to get off, well I wasn't always alone. Shirley, said, you mean you two did each other?" No we just watched each other. Never touching. Watching is fun, looking at each other getting off, makes it so much better. Wouldn't you think so Shirley?" I noticed then that Shirley had taken Brian's hand, the one playing with her and had pressed it hard it to her boob. Brian then said, "My god, Shirley, your shirt is drenched, it's so wet. Here let me help you take it off. Shirley moved her hands to block his from unbuttoning her shirt and said "I'm such a mess, let me clean up." Shirley started to rise up, but Brian wouldn't let her and said, "no, you're fine." Brian then undid her shirt and opened it up. Brian looked at me and said aren't these jugs great. He then unclasped her bra from the front, but didn't open it up. He then sat back. Shirley just looked at him. Brian then said, in a loud whisper, "Shirley, look at Matt's pants. I had such an erection, that my pants were tented out, with a wet spot growing. I think he likes what he sees. If you show him more, maybe he will take it out for you. Open up your bra Shirley and show him what he came over here to see. You know that you want him to see those milked filled boobs and maybe to see him jack off. I think it would be fun to watch each other, watch each other play with them selves. Would you like that Shirley, would you like that, would you like to watch everybody getting off? At this point, I don't know who was the most turned on, or that it mattered. The sexual tension in the room was so high, I mean I could hear Shirley breathing, I'm not sure anybody could catch their breath. Brian said" Matt come over here and help Shirley with her shirt and bra. Shirley then said, "no I'll do it, but first, Matt needs to undo his pants." Shirley could barely be heard. But Brian said, "Matt needs to take them all the way off." Shirley then said, "You too Brian. We'll all do it at the same time." So we all did just that. Taking it slow. At least Shirley and I did. Brian seemed to be undressed before Shirley and I barely got started. I was also busy looking at Shirley. I never saw anything so good. Finally, Brian was totally naked, then me, except for my socks. I felt weird about that. And then, Shirley, all she had on was her panties. She wouldn't take them off. Brian was sitting there, next to Shirley, slowly stroking his cock. He the leaned over and took the closest nipple and sucked it for a moment. You could tell that of the three of us, it was Shirley that was turned on the most. "Do you like that baby?" Brian asked. Shirley said "Yea I like it and I'm not the only one. I think we all do." Hell, I knew I did. My cock was throbbing, it almost hurt, and I was so hard. I was afraid to stroke it; I was so close to cuming. Brian said, "Matt wants a taste, don't you Matt?" Shirley said "NO. I'm not ready for that." Can't we just look at each other? Brian then said, Well, if all we are going to do is watch, why not show Matt what you can do to yourself. Go on Shirley give your self a little suck. God, almighty, I could believe my eyes, Shirley lifted a boob, a nipple to her mouth and stared to suck on it. She then looked at me, like I needed encouragement, man I was jacking now. I don't ever remember being this turned on. Brian said, I want Matt to cum on your tits, honey, will you let him do that? How about if I do it too? With that, Brian got up and turned toward Shirley, Stoking, so that when he came, he would be in striking distance. Damn, I had to move, because Brian now was blocking my view, I moved closer. Brian reached back and grabbed my arm and pulled me closer. He then took my free hand and put it on Shirley's boob, the one that she wasn't sucking on. Shirley saw me and felt me at the same time and then moved back, but she had no where to go. I left my hand on her and started playing with her nipple. Shirley looked at me and then at Brian. Brian then started playing with her other boob. We were both just a foot away. I couldn't believe how her breast felt. Brian asked me what I thought about them, all I could do was make some grunting sound. Brian then took my hand off my cock and put it on her other boob. He then reached down and took Shirley's hand and put it on my cock, but only after a few strokes, she yelled, "oh, god, no." And took her hand off and went straight for her pussy and started to go to town on her self. I wanted to jack my self off, especially watching her do herself, but I couldn't or at least I didn't want to take my hand off her boobs. I couldn't believe how hard her nipples were. This was only the second time I had ever felt any and the first time didn't really count. And. Then Brian reached over and grabbed my cock and started jacking me. He said, "let me Buddy. I want you to cum all over her boobs." I heard Shirley getting really excited. She told me pinch my nipples harder and when I did, milk came out. She started to pant "oh, oh, oh, oh" and yelled, "I'm starting to cum." And, that's all it took for me. I started to cum. And not only all over her boobs, but also, with Brian's help, I had a couple of spurts toward her face. She caught a load on her lips, which she quickly caught with her tongue and sucked it in. By the time I was through cuming, I just collapsed to the sofa. My legs wouldn't hold me up anymore. Brian then grabbed her panties, pulled them off of her and moved in to her and the two of them started fucking like crazy. Shirley at this point could have cared less about me being there. She was so into the fucking and her orgasms. After a moment one of her arms flayed out and hit me in my thigh. She looked over to me and grabbed my cock. She said to me, "oh it's so good. Thank you, thank you." I couldn't believe that with the orgasm I just had that I was responding to her touch and the sight before me. What ever it was, the two of us moved to each other and the next thing I knew she had my cock in her mouth. God it was good. I wanted to cum like this, in her mouth, but Brian started to cum and when he was through, Shirley moved away. We, the three of us, sat back, and just let the feeling go over us and to relax, after the most intense experience, any of us had every had. The damndest thing though, evidently Shirley wasn't through. She said, "I was almost there." And then she like it was absent-mindedly, started playing with herself again, But, it wasn't but a moment, before she was getting with it again and she with one hand took a nipple in her mouth and with the other started playing with her pussy. Watching that, I started jacking off again. I could tell that Shirley was really working hard for this orgasm. Brian was just watching he was playing with his cock, but he wasn't hard, where I was hard as a rock again. I knew if I had a few minutes I would come again. Just then I heard Shirley say, "here it comes. I'm going to cum again, it's a good one, here it cums." I mean she couldn't stop talking and it was so erotic that it set me off. I don't know who started first or who got the other off, but we looked at each other and came at the same time. I mean, I was wasted. But, I still couldn't take my eyes of her. After a minute, I reached over and lightly put my hand on her breast. She looked at me and said "you like them, don't you?" "Oh, hell yes," I said. With that I started to move in closer, with the hope of being able to suck on them, but I guess Shirley had other ideas, because she got up and said "I got things to do" and then she left the room. Brian looked at me and said, "do you want me to get you a beer for the road, because I think we better call it a night." Damn. I don't know, but after that, it seemed just jacking off, wasn't enough anymore. I think Brian had come to the same conclusion. We didn't get together any more, even my hinting about having a beer at his house, I tried to be subtle, but he knew that I wanted to get it on with his wife again. I didn't know which one, but one of them put a nix to it. But, I also had other things on my mind. After seeing Brian and Shirley going at it, seeing how it must feel, I knew I wouldn't be satisfied, until I got laid. Until I found a woman to have sex with that had a nice set of jugs on her. Hell, scratch that, I just want to put my dick inside of a hot pussy. I didn't care about anything else. I did think about Wendy, I tried to see if there was a chance to watch her again, but I gave up after just one try. It was frustrating; I didn't want to watch anymore. I wanted the real thing. Shortly there after, I did see Wendy and tried to strike up a conversation, but got shot down real quick. Feeling bad, I never tried again. It seemed I was walking around with a continuous hard on. Jacking off all the time was just not getting it done. I even thought about going back to the adult theater, but was concerned that I may fall in to a gay scene or at least that I would be satisfied with standing around with a bunch of other losers, watching each other jack off. What I wanted was to get some pussy. Every woman I saw seemed to give me a reaction. I couldn't help it. I seemed that I saw sex in everything. For a change of pace, I went to a video store and tried to find a movie, that would help me escape and keep my mind on something else, but found my self in front of the adult section. This video store didn't have the hard core stuff, but still, it was something, that could get exciting. What I did get was a Playboy playmate cover girl highlight tape. Man, I just thought looking at some boobs, would at least be something. I decided I would have good masturbation secession. I could feel myself getting aroused just thinking about it. I thought I was going to be alone this Friday night. I knew my parents would be gone and my sister, Jill, never was home on a Friday. But, when I got there, I found my sister, in front of the TV. When I walked in, we both looked at each other with distaste. I asked her when she was leaving and she said she wasn't. So for me to stay the hell away from her. I asked what if I wanted to watch the TV. She told me to just forget it. Go do something else. I did go to my room, I thought I would jack off any way, without the video, but it really fell short. I decided that what I wanted to do was do it watching those playmates. I reasoned that if I went in and planted myself in front of the TV, she would, after a while get up and leave. So that's what I did. She hated me in there, but I didn't care. After a while she said she wanted to watch a movie that was coming on and for me to shut up about it. With that she changed channels. Little did I know that we were having a free weekend with a pay channel, Cinemax? Oh it was a good one too. I forgot all about my playmates. This was just as good. Very erotic. If Jill had looked in direction, she would have seen that I was supporting a very generous erection. Hell, I was flaunting it. The way I was sitting, she couldn't have missed it. But, the way she was, she wouldn't was a moment of her time looking at me. But, during some of the scenes, I would look her way, that was when I noticed her chest. God, she looked sexy. I seemed to see for the first time how really nice her breasts were. A few minutes later, I saw that she had set up and started to brush her hair. I didn't think anything about it. Until I noticed that her nipples, how hard they seem to have gotten. Then I saw that she seem to be teasing them with her hairbrush. It was like she was brushing her long hair, but she was doing it so that her nipples got some attention too. Then during one of the sexier scenes on the video I noticed that she had moved the hairbrush in to her lap, with the handle down between her legs. Damn, the little minx is getting excited. My Sister Jill That was when she looked over to me. She probably looked to check to make sure she was getting away with playing with herself, but she notice two things, that I was indeed looking at her and that my pants were all tented up. "What the hell are you looking at?" She yelled at me. "Oh, I was wondering how you liked the movie, but I can see that you find it exciting." "Just you be looking at the movie and keep your mouth shut." She replied. I didn’t realize what was going on with her; she had always been such a pain in the ass for me. But, I thought I would give her some static. I asked her, "do you have a name for your hairbrush? She looked confused, then turned pissed. You’re such a pervert and then threw the hairbrush at me. I just laughed at her. With that, she got up to leave, so I said, "so how many times, do you do it." By then she was right by me and upon hearing what I said, she started to swing at me. I stopped her by grabbing her and we both stumbled and ended up on the floor. She swung around and put me into a leg scissors lock. This is something that she did when we were younger and there was no way I could get out of her grip. But, that was years ago, but now, I was the superior in strength. With her legs around my mid section, I spun around and then and unintentionally, I found my groin press right against hers. Jill was never one to give up and it looked like this was going to be one of those times. But, she hadn’t ever been in this kind of position before, so I thought I would make it just a little harder to cope with. I thought a little dry humping was in order. Jill wanted no part of this and started to scratch my face and slap me. I grabbed her wrist and penned them back by her head. She then yelled for me to stop it and I said why, are you starting to like it. With that she spit in my face. Well, I had to wipe my face and what better place was there than her shirt. So, I leaned down and wiped my face on her chest, even taking a playful bite on one of her boobs. Oh, that got her going. "Just wait till I tell dad," she said. " You're dead meat." "That may be true," I said, "but, for now, my meat is anything but, dead." And I humped her a couple of more times. She just looked at me. I said, " let me up." With that, she uncrossed her legs; I got up and left for my room. I stayed away from her for what seemed weeks, afraid to even say anything to her. But, with each passing day, I realized more and more that she wasn't going to say anything to dad. Hell, she didn't seem to be saying anything to anybody, especially to me, which was all right by me. But, ever since then, I couldn't get over how she felt, when I was on top of her. I don’t' know what was going on, down there between her legs, but it was like a furnace and yet so, so accommodating. I kept thinking about her and it was like all of a sudden I notice her body. If I could have just put a sack over her head and pretended it was somebody else, I would have been happier, but sometimes you just have to go with what you have. The more I thought about her, the more I looked. God, I was starting to get erections from looking at my stupid sister and then I found my self, thinking about her while I was whacking off. It was like all of a sudden, things weren't so hostile between us and it was like she started to enjoy the attention I was giving her. It was either that or she just wanted to tease the hell out of me. But, still we weren't talking. It was right after this that I found out that, we, as a family, were driving about 450 miles, to attend a cousins wedding. God, was I going to hate this. Locked up in a car, with people I didn't really care for. A few minutes were one thing, but in the car all that time and then still stuck together for a long weekend, yuck. Jill and I were stuck in the back seat together, but she slept most of the way. I was so happy when we finally got there, to my mother's sister's house. The house was packed, but they were all old. I was hoping to see some people my own age, but there wasn't any. This is where we are staying, I thought. Jeez. But, dad gathered us together and said that we have a change of plans. It seems that there was some miscommunication and we will be staying at the motel. Well, I thought, stuck together even more, but maybe there will be a chance to watch some pay channels, while the rest of them are out and about. Then dad, laid the boom on me. He said that mom and him were going to be in a room and Jill and I would be in the room. I don't know who raised the biggest fuss, Jill or me; there was a lot of screaming going on, that is till dad, in no uncertain way, told us to shut up or else. He didn't want to hear another word about it. I felt lucky in a way that our rooms were on different floors. After we got to our rooms, Jill told me to stay the hell away from her and not to say anything to here. With that she went over to the TV and turned on MTV. Just frigging wonderful, I thought. I laid down in bed and the next thing I knew the telephone was ringing. It was mom, telling us to get up and be ready to leave for the wedding. Christ, I had slept the whole night and hadn't even undress or gotten under the covers. I yelled at Jill for not waking me. She said that I didn't miss anything, "well, not to much." What ever that meant. It was a late afternoon wedding and I suppose it was OK. We left the church and then had to go over to my mom's sister's house to get some stuff to take to the reception. It ended up taking up most of the back seat and Jill and I were practically sitting on top of each other, well she was more on top of me, since she was next to the door, getting in after me. We hadn't gotten more that a couple of blocks before Jill and I, being uncomfortable, shifted our positions. I doubt if either one of us intended to, but the change put one of her boobs against my arm and her arm, pressed in the inside part of my thigh. She tried to struggle to change her position again, but she was just making it worse. We were just too cramped in there. At least, she is not that close to my tallywacker, I thought or she would be really raising hell. As it was, she quieted down and stayed like she was. The thing was though, even though she started with her arm some distance from where my cock was, my cock had a mind if it's own and started on a campaign to see if it could creep toward her. I couldn't help it, with the feeling of her boob against me and her arm so close to me, I was getting hard. She felt it. God, it was too much. She tried to move again, away from it/me, but it just made matters worse. It was like, she was intentionally trying to rub it with her arm, even though she wasn't trying to. It just made me harder. It was then that we got to the reception hall. Jill just about killed my dick and me getting out of the car. Luckily, I had a bunch of stuff to carry in and cover my erection. We had gotten there somewhat early and help set up. I didn't see Jill that much, in fact it wasn't till later in the night, toward the end of the bands gig, when she came over to sit by me. I asked where she had been and she said dancing. I could tell there had to be more to it than that, because she appeared to be somewhat intoxicated. I asked what did she want and she said please don't be that way, because she needed my help. It seemed one of our uncles had been spending a lot of time with her, getting her drinks and dancing with her and now was coming on very strong. "Here he comes, oh, please you got to dance with me." With that she grabs my arm and drags me out on to the floor. I don't believe this, with my sister. This is just about the first thing we've ever done together. Well, we dance a couple of fast tunes and just as I was ready to find my seat, she said just one more please. It was a slow one. I don't know if she was drunk or what, because after a few moments, she started hanging on me. It made it awkward to dance. It wasn't like I had much experience anyway. Then ever so slightly, I could feel us come together. First her breasts and then her legs. I stopped most of the stepping and just started swaying to the music. I though to myself, I 'm going to get all this I can. I started to rub in against her. I just knew that she would back off, but instead, I could feel her pussy, move in against me and answer my rubbing. God, I think I must have been hard as a rock in half a second. She felt me, oh, she felt me, because she quit rubbing against my leg and went looking for my cock to rub against. I don't know how long we were out there humping against each other or why we didn't draw any attention to ourselves, but we didn't and we both seemed to enjoy the hell out of it. Well, that song happened to be the last and we then headed to our car. While Jill and I were in the back seat, waiting for our parents, Jill started complaining about her new shoes and her sore and tired feet. She tried rubbing them, but the lack of room in the car and I think the booze, made it difficult for her. Since I was still thinking with my cock, I asked her if she would like for me to rub them. She looked at me and said sure little brother, I'll let you. With that she put both feel in my lap. The dress she had on and the way she was sitting, let me see up her dress. She caught me looking, but instead of berating me like she has always done before, she only laughed at me. She said," I guess I owe you after saving me in there. Just rub my feet though." And then she spread her legs a little farther apart, still laughing. I saw our parents coming and said "here they come." I thought that she would sit up, but all she did was close her legs and pretend to be asleep. After dad got the car started and we were on the road, Jill started to move her feet against me, trying to get me to rub her feet, but what she ended up doing was giving me yet another hard on. Instead of turning away from her and then remembering what we did on the dance floor, I move so that her feet came in contact with it and I started to hump a little against her feet. She got the idea real quick and started rubbing her feet against me. I couldn't believe what was happening, for years Jill and I fought so much, that we literally didn't like each other and now, all of a sudden, we were going off the other end and playing little sex games. I wondered, if it was only the alcohol making her behave this way. Well, I had to help Jill out of the car and into the motel. As soon as we were on our floor and away from the parents, Jill again started hanging on to me. I put my arm around her waist to support her and then I thought what the hell and brought my hand up and cupped a breast. Jill grabbed my hand and said "naughty, naughty," but before she pulled my hand away, she pressed it into her. "Now isn't this fun," she said. When we got in to the room, she collapsed on her bed. I had half a notion to just let her lay there. It would serve her right for what she did to me the night before. But, since I was still using my cock to help me think, I decided the right thing for me to do, was to help her undress. I woke her up saying, "Jill, wake up, you have to get undressed and use the bathroom." With that I made her sit up and then I unzipped the back of her dress. "OK, get your arms out." And then she did. God, there she was, with her dress down to her waist and only a skimpy bra on. God, she was beautiful. Hell, who was going to needed a PAY-TV. I was going to have her to look at and if I was lucky, I was going to do that and jack off. But, first, I need to pull her dress down, to get it off her. I did it. God, whatever underwear she had on hardly covered anything. I can't believe how hard I had gotten. I hope I wouldn't come too soon and not enjoy it for a while. The hell, with it I thought, this has got to be good for more that one orgasm. Hell, all night if I am lucky. I may even sneak a few feels. I just hope the folks don't check up on us. With that I decide I better get up and do all the locks on the door. I thought putting out the "do not disturb" sign would be a little too much though. When I turned around, there was Jill, looking at me. I didn't know what to do, I knew she was going to be pissed, I mean she was as close to being nude as she could be and as I have ever seen her. But, then she smiled at me and said, "OK, it's your turn." "What do you mean," I replied. "Take them off," she said. "Your clothes. You have to get ready for bed, too." I guess I got embarrassed, because I turned around and took my clothes off, except my boxer shorts, with my back to her. The I pulled the covers down in my bed and started getting in. "No fair" she said. "You got to look, It's my turn, so turn around." For me to do that, I had to adjust myself first. Even though I had lost some of my erection, boxer shorts aren't made to hold much back.. I turned around and faced her. "Take it out and let me see it," she said. No way, I thought. She's drunk and somehow dad will find out and I will have hell to pay. If she wants it out, by god, she can do it her self. I Said, "if you want it out, come over here and do it." She got up and started moving toward me, but then I think she got second thoughts. "No," she said, "you need to do it." I don't know why, but I just couldn't. We both stood that way for a minute and then I told her that I was going to get in bed, under a sheet and take my boxers off. Which I did. I told her, "why don't you turn some lights off." Which she did. I then turned away from her and then slowly pushed the sheet down so that my rear was showing, but my cock was still covered, but only barely. "OK," I said. I didn't know what to expect, but then I felt her get in bed with me and put an arm around my chest. With that I rolled over on my back. "I don't understand any of this" I said. "I don't either," she replied. I then pulled the sheet down and exposed my cock to her. "Oh, It's beautiful" she said. "My brother has a big beautiful cock." When she said that it started throbbing. "Go ahead, Jill, touch it. Just for a second" "No, we've gone too far already. I can't. I just needed to see it." There was no way I was going to give up. "Didn't you feel it in the car, when you rubbed it with your feet? Didn't you feel it on the dance floor? Just for a minute. Just touch it for a minute." "What," she said, "you sure went from a second to a minute real fast." "Please" I said. When I said this, I slowly reach over and touched her nearest breast. She looked down at what I was doing and then said "don't." I looked at her and took my hand away. She just looked at me and said, "I have never touch one before, not like this, not with out any clothes on. And you’re my brother, we shouldn't be in here doing this. It's wrong." God, I just knew that I wasn't going to get any from her, so I slowly started stroking my self. "Do you do it often," she asked me. I said "yes, I can't help it. It feels so good and I have been so turned on all night and I feel like I am going to explode." "Do you do it,?" I asked her. "Often?" She looked at me and instead of answering, she reached over and put her hand around my cock. Oh, it so warm and bigger than I thought. I put my hand on hers and slowly started a stoking motion. I could tell she was getting turned on and wanted to do this. "Have you ever seen a guy come before," I asked. "Are you going to" she asked "I will in just a minute, if you keep it up." I let go of her hand and as I thought, she kept stroking me. "Have you seen a guy come before," I asked again. "I saw an X-rated movie once and on a date once, through his clothes. I have never gone this far before." I started raising up, to meet her strokes. "I'm getting close," I said "What do you want me to do," she asked "Just what your doing, just a little more, please don't stop, just a little more," and then I erupted. I grabbed her hand that was on my cock, I didn't want her to stop, it was too good. God it was good, I had had quite a build up. It was all over me and her hand. "I need to clean up," she said and then went in to the bathroom. I don't remember her coming out, I must have fallen asleep. When I woke up I notice the sun was trying to come in through the window. Something else I noticed, Jill was in bed with me. I laid there, looking at her, thinking about the night before. God, I was hard again. I didn't know if it was because of Jill or because I had to go the bathroom and piss so bad. Typical morning wood I thought. I went to the bathroom and did my business and cleaned up a little. When I came out, I must have been making a lot of noise, because Jill was looking at my nude body and said "I think I am going to be sick." I said "thanks a lot." "No," she said, "I had too much to drink last night and looking at you, I guess what I think happened last night, probably happened." "Yea, It did," I said. "I'm sorry that you don't feel well, because it was great for me. I'm ready for it to happen again. Look, even my cock thinks so." "Oh, you guys are all alike, never get enough. Except last night, I came out of the bathroom and you were useless and fast a sleep. I was ready to be taken care of and no one to help." "I'm sorry," I said, "if I only knew. But, that reminds me, you never answered my question, do you do it, do you masturbate?" "I need to clean up," she said, threw the pillow at me and went in to the bathroom and closed the door. In a few minutes she came out, still in her bra and panties. "You really are a beautiful woman," I said and then, partly because of what had happened before and also because I wanted to keep things going, I slowly started stroking my cock again. "Oh damn," she said, "I want to watch you do that, it was quite a turn on last night, as much as I can remember, but we have to hurry up and get going before mom and dad come down and see something they shouldn't. They said to be ready by eight and that only give you twenty minutes and you know that dad is always early." "I need to come again, look how hard I am. Come over here and help me." "I want to but we don't have time, just hurry up and do it and I'll watch , while I get dressed." She turned her back to me and slide her jeans on and then took her bra off and pulled a tube top on. I was hoping to see her boobs, when she did that, but no such luck. "Jill, help me," I asked. "I can get close but I may have trouble getting over the edge and may take too much time." I started picking up my pace. I was really getting turned on with her watching me. "Jill, come closer and watch me, wouldn't you like to touch me again, just stroke it for a minute." "No," she said, but she came closer and reached out and stared stroking it. But, then she stopped and said, "we don't have the enough time." I said "I am so close, don't you want to see me do this, don't you ant to seem cum?" "Yes, yes, a hundred times yes, just do it, I'll watch, I want to see you, but hurry." "Jill, help me, let me look at you, pull your top down and let me look at you." Jill, just looked at me and then said "No, I'm not ready for that. I need to think about things first." "Are you getting close," she asked? "Almost," I answered. Then Jill leaned over and put her hand between my legs and started feeling my balls and running her hand up underneath mine. "I want to feel when you cum." It was everything together, I couldn't help it, it was like it took me by surprise, and I just blew my load. After I was finished, I just laid there for a second. And all of a sudden the phone rang, scaring the holy hell out of both of us. It was dad, saying they were on the way down. I ran to the bathroom, cleaned up, got dressed and was ready before they got there.