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My Sister Meg

By: Tazx



I was just barely 18 and graduating High School when my sister came back from her first semester of college.

She was 19, closer to 20.

I was at a party the night she came home and I missed her arrival.

It was about 3AM when I got home, and everyone was asleep.

I knew I'd see her in the morning, so I figured I'd just go to sleep as well.

I stripped down to my boxer shorts and went to lay in my bed. I laid down, and realized there was someone already in my blankets! It was my sister Meg, who had been awoken by me practically laying on her.

"What're you doing?" I asked.

"The wind broke the window in my room. Dad said he'll fix it in the morning, so I'm sleeping in here until then."

My older sister Meg mumbled to me as she adjusted herself in my bed.

It being early Fall and knowing how hard the wind blows around this time, I understood and began to try and go to sleep.

Meg's dyed deep red hair made it's way onto my pillow as she snuggled herself closer to me.

Her hair smelled like peppermint shampoo and her body radiated warmth.

She was wearing a loose white tank top and pink booty shorts.

I was already quickly drifting off, but my close to unconscious mind focused on thoughts of her butt, which was now firmly nestled into my groin.

My dick got hard, pressing against her, just as I fully fell asleep, with thoughts only of my sister's nice ass present in my head.

The sun was just starting to shine in my room, when it happened.

I awoke in the same position, my dick still hard.

Only this time Meg was reaching behind, rubbing my cock through my boxers.

"Meg, what're you doing?" I groaned, knowing what she was doing was wrong, but not wanting to stop her.

She stopped rubbing for a moment and flipped onto her other side, now facing me, smiling very big.

Our eyes met and her hand went back to my cock.

She moved her mouth closer to my ear and whispered,

"Are you going to stop me?" she said sensually followed by a very short, very cute, breathy giggle.

I couldn't speak, but I didn't move away or try to stop it.

She smiled big, "That's what I thought." she said as she now pulled my dick out of my boxers.

Her warm hand slowly stroking me felt so good, I prayed she would never stop.

She began to kiss me, and I kissed back.

We started off slow, but became more and more passionate over just a few minutes.

"I haven't able to sleep over the past couple hours with your hard cock begging for some attention from me."

I couldn't even believe that this was happening, that my own sister had been turned on by dick pushing against her perfect ass.

Again, I didn't say a word.

"All I could think about was pulling it out..."

I groaned.

"...Going under the blanket..."

I groaned again.

"And wrapping my mouth around that...

Nice...

Hard...

Cock."

She whispered, squeezing my dick in between every word.

"Would you be alright with that?

If your big sister sucked your perfect cock?"

"Please." I practically begged.

She giggled again.

"Since you asked so nicely."

She slowly lowered herself under the blanket.

Nothing happened at first, but then I felt her slowly wrap her wet lips around my dick.

I thought I was gonna cum right there.

She moved tortuously slow, slowly gaining speed, and within minutes bobbing her head up and down my dick.

"Oh Meg, that feels so good."

She moaned around my cock.

I pulled the blanket off of her, I had to see her beautiful face with my cock in her mouth.

She looked up at me, with her beautiful brown eyes, and continued to bob on my dick, looking at me the whole time.

I closed my eyes and just laid there, savoring it.

Then suddenly she popped off.

I opened my eyes and saw that she had sat up on the bed, peeling of her tank top, revealing her perfect C cup breasts.

"Oh my god." I basically gasped.

She giggled, and hopped off the bed and turned her back to me.

She slowly bent over and began to peel off her shorts.

Her ass was even more perfect than I had ever imagined.

She turned back to me, now as naked as the day she was born, and climbed back onto the bed, and slowly crawled onto me.

I had forgotten to breath as she reached behind and lined my cock with her sopping wet slit.

"Is it alright if your big sister fucks you?" she whispered, smiling, as she slowly eased herself on my cock, not waiting for an answer.

We both got caught on a quick breath, as I slowly entered her.

She began to ride me, building a nice slow rhythm.

"Is this what got your dick hard, huh?

Thinking about your older sister's ass bouncing on your hard cock?"

Her dirty talk turned me on even more.

"Are you gonna fuck your sister 'till she cums?

'Till she's begging for you not to stop?"

"Absolutely Meg, you feel so fucking good."

"Oh, you like your sister's wet pussy, do you?

Tell me how much you like it, baby."

"I fucking love my sister's pussy."

"Keep telling me how much you like it"

She begged, riding me faster and faster.

"You feel so good Meg,

So fucking wet and tight.

I love fucking my sister's pussy."

"Your turn." she said out of breath, and stopped gyrating her pussy onto my cock, wanting me to do the work.

To which I happily obliged.

I began to thrust into her keeping the pace, faster and faster.

"Oh my god, don't stop, don't stop!" she begged

I kept fucking her, harder and faster, as she came all over my cock.

"Oh my god baby, keep fucking your sister!"

She said as my cock slammed into her.

I was getting close, and had to slow down, just as her orgasm subsided.

"I'm gonna cum." I said.

She removed my cock from her pussy and returned her mouth to it.

"Cum in your sister's mouth, let me taste our cum together, right off your perfect cock."

Her words sent me over the edge.

"Fuck, I'm cumming!" I exclaimed, as she continued to suck my cock, faster and faster, desperate for my cum.

I shot my load, rope after rope into her mouth, all of it going down her throat as she savored the flavor.

I had never cum so much in my life, but she swallowed it all, moaning the whole time.

She crawled back towards me swallowing the last bit of leftover cum in her mouth.

She laid down, and returned her hand to my still very hard cock.

I pulled the blanket back over us, as she continued to stroke me.

She slowly began to stop stroking me, as we both began to, for the second time, drift back to sleep.

My mind was filled only with thoughts of my sister's perfect ass, as I began to think of what the future held for Meg and I.

My Sister Megan



My sister Megan is 19 years old, a year older than myself. She has long dark hair to about half way down her back and big brown and she stands at 6 foot tall in her bare feet. I would say she had medium size boobs and a cute little ass on her which everyone enjoyed looking at her and that included me too. 

As for me well my name is Tommy and I am 18 years old and the runt of the family as Megan usually calls me. I am also 6 foot tall with short dirty blonde hair and I am of average build. I am kind of geeky looking but in a nice way.

Megan has always been a teasing bitch to me for as long as I can remember and always plays practical jokes on me especially in front of her friends who would laugh their heads off at me predicament. Dad always let her get away with it no matter how bad it was. Mom on the other hand always favoured me over Megan and would take my side and give Megan chores to do for treating me so badly. 

One day while watching television in my room I came across a practical joke show, ok some of the jokes played were pretty lame but a few of them were brilliant. There was one in particular that I thought would be perfect payback and for also making my life miserable with all the torment she caused me.

Halloween was 2 weeks away and the practical joke I had in mind would be perfect for that night. My parents always go to one of the big Halloween parties in town and now that I was 18 there was no problem for me to go to one of them too. Megan had gotten herself grounded for the week of Halloween so she would not be going to any parties that night. Instead she would be staying home and watching the usual horror movies that they show on television around this time of the year.

Our parents left around 7pm in their outfits for the night and I left dressed up in mine to. Megan looked really pissed off and as I walked out the front door I looked back at her and smirked.

"Yeah Tommy you may be smiling now but just wait till I get you on your own we will see who is smiling then." She shouted at me as she threw a pillow in my direction.

I wasn't really caring what she said I was really looking forward to scaring the shit out of her. As I shut the front door I sneaked around the back of the house and jumped into the empty wheelie bin and shut the lid. I was dressed as they guy out of Scary movie with the mask and black cloak and now I waited till she came out to the bin. It was about 20 minutes later that Megan came out to put a black bag into the bin. As she opened the lid I sprang up waving my arms about screaming at her.

The look on Megan's face was priceless I could not have done a better job of scaring the shit out of her if I had tried. The bag flew into the air and she ran away screaming her head off back into the house. I had scared her that much that she had actually wet her pants as she left a trail of pee behind her on the slabs. Of course after I had gotten my revenge on Megan I bolted out the drive way and down the street to my party. 

The Halloween party had been great and it was after midnight when I was on my way home again that I wondered what Megan would have in store for me when I got in the house again. As I walked up to the front door and put my key in the door and opened it I noticed that the house was eerily quiet, was she waiting to jump out on me and beat the shit out of me for earlier? 

There was no sign of Megan at all and I looked all over downstairs for her thinking she must be hiding somewhere. As I went up the stairs I noticed that her bedroom door was ajar and that her light was on. I peeked through the crack in the door and there was Megan sitting on top of her bed with her knees tucked up under her chin and her arms wrapped around her legs.

"Megan you ok?" I asked as I poked my head in the door.

Nothing, not even 1 word back from her, had I scared her that much I wondered or was she up to something?

"Megan is everything ok?" I asked again looking at her.

She looked up at me and it was then that I noticed how red her eyes were and that she was still wearing the jeans that she wet herself in too. I opened the door and walked over to her bed. I sat down on the edge of her bed and asked her again if she was ok to which she just looked up at me and shrugged her shoulders at me. This was not the like Megan I used to know she should be beating the shit out of me for scaring her like that but all she was doing was just sitting there.

"I'm sorry for scaring you like I did earlier Megan." I said with all sincerity.

"It's ok Tommy I deserved it after the way I have treated you." Megan finally said as she looked up at me again with her swollen red eyes.

"It's me that should be sorry for everything I have put you through, I'm a total bitch." She said this time with a tear running down her face.

I couldn't really disagree with her because she had put me through hell for most of my life and in front of her so called friends too. Now that I had finally got my own back I think she realised what she had done to me. Megan started crying again and I moved on to the bed beside her and put my arm around her and hugged her.

"It's ok Megan please don't cry I am really sorry for scaring you like that." I said trying to keep a smirk off my face as I thought back to earlier that evening and the look of shear horror on her face.

"I think you should get changed Megan you smell a bit wiffy." I said again as the smell of pee went up my nostrils.

Megan got up off the bed and began to take her jeans off but they were stuck to her and she asked if I could help her get them off. I got off the bed and helped her pull them down over her knees and it was then that I noticed she wasn't wearing any panties. She then turned away from me and pulled her t-shirt over her head before walking into her en-suite bathroom and took her bra off. She hadn't shut the door over it was still ajar and I so wanted to watch her shower.

I took the chance and walked over to her bathroom door and looked in and saw her standing there in the shower behind the clear partition. She just stood there letting the water fall on her. Her hot naked body was bringing my cock to life and before long I was standing there with a hard on while watching my sister in the shower.

"Are you going to come in and wash me?" My sister asked from the other side of the partition.

There was no need to ask me twice, I had always fancied my sister even if she was a bitch to me. Her hot body always got my cock hard. I loved watching her from my bedroom window when she would sunbathe by the pool. Even seeing her walk about the house in hardly any clothes always made a tent in my trousers and now here I was seeing her totally naked for the first time through her shower partition. My clothes were on the floor pooled at my feet and my cock was standing out in front of me wishing to be buried in my sister's pussy.

I stepped in behind my sister and as my cock touched her bare arse she turned around and looked down at my dick. Looks like he is pleased to see me she said with a smile now growing across her face. Now I was the one feeling scared.

"So little brother you think you got the better of me did ya?" Said Megan as she took hold of my now rock hard prick.

"I really had you fooled didn't I you little shit?" She asked again as she gave my cock a little jerk up and down.

"It's amazing what a little bit of make-up and a little acting can do." She now said with a smile as broad as can be.

She squeezed my hard cock a little tighter now as she still jerked it up and down making sure that on the down stroke she jerked it really hard and tight. It was then that we both heard a little cough coming from the toilet part of Megan's bathroom and as we both looked round with Megan still holding my throbbing dick in her hand as we saw mom sitting there watching us. She was playing with one hand in a boob and her other hand was inside her Wonder Woman pants and was obviously intoxicated sitting there playing with her pussy.

"Well now looks like I just came in at the right time." Mom said again as she looked at us both while playing with herself.



My Sister Megan Ch. 02



My sister Megan is 19 years old and has always been a teasing bitch. Every chance she got she would take the piss out of me. Mom had always taken my side when Megan would go too far with her jokes or teasing. Now that I am 18 years old I thought it time to play a few tricks of my own. As for me my name is Tommy and now it's time for me to be a little fucker lol. Around Halloween was when both the practical jokes and the teasing were at their worst. But this Halloween it was time to get my own back.

After jumping out of the wheelie bin and scaring my sister half to death her practical jokes stopped. The teasing however was a different matter. We had gotten closer to each other and things had taken a dramatic change to the way she and I behaved around and with each other. Mon however was a different story, she walked in on Megan and me when coming home early and instead of giving us both a balling out and kicking us both out of the house she decided she wanted to have a little fun with both of us at different times and also together. There was mom sitting on the toilet with one hand on her bare tits and her other hand down her wonder woman pants strumming her clit.

"Well now looks like I just came in at the right time." Mom said as she looked at us both through lust filled eyes while playing with herself.

Megan and I were rooted to the spot like dear in the headlights. I couldn't have moved even if I wanted to my legs and deserted me and decided I was going to get any punishment coming to me. As for Megan she just burst into tears as she knew she could always get around mom when she did that. Tonight was no exception to that.

"Don't worry Megan I am enjoying what I am seeing and would like to join in" My mom said with her hands still under her wonder woman top playing with her tits.

It was then that my legs decided to make a move and mom caught hold of my dick and led me by it into Megan's room as Megan followed behind us. I collapsed on the bed as did Megan beside me as we both watched mom playing with herself still standing there in the middle of Megan's bedroom. Soon enough she started taking her Halloween costume off and was then naked. Her tits looked fantastic and jiggled when she moved. Her pussy was shaved clean and her juices were now running down the insides of her thighs on their way down to her ankles.

By the time mom got to Megan's side of the bed my cock was on the rise and of course both of then noticed. They couldn't take their eyes off my crotch as my cock grew to a nice eight inches. Mom was drooling at the thought of devouring my cock while Megan wanted me inside her pussy. As mom got onto the bed o moved in between them so they could both feast their eyes on the prize before them before they mauled it.

Mom was first to reach out and take my dick in her soft hand. Megan sat there watching as mom jerked my cock up and down a few times before dipping her head and taking it into her warm wet mouth. Megan decided she wanted some of it and took my balls in her delicate little hand. 

She began to gently massage them and eventually licking them and taking then in her mouth one at a time. Mom's sucking of my cock was much better than Megan's and between them they almost had me at the edge of no return in no time at all. I had managed to pull mom's mouth off my dick before o exploded in her mouth much to her disappointment. I was also able to get out of the manipulations of my sister on my balls too.

"How about you let me see you both kissing and touching each other?" I asked them.

They both smiled and moved close together and embraced each other and their soft lips met as they kissed each other gently on the lips in a little peck. Then they kissed again which lasted a little longer than the first kiss. The third time mom opened her lips and slid her tongue into Megan's mouth and she returned the favour. The kissed deep and long as both of their tongues explored each other's mouth. Their hands were all over each other's hot body. The massaged each other tits and tweaked each other's hard nipples to the point I thought they were going to rip them off each other.

My dick was now at full mast and I gave it a few tugs. I pushed Megan onto her back and got mom to turn around and get into a sixty nine position on top of her. Ad mom began eating her daughter's pussy Megan reached up and pulled mom's ass down to her face and buried her tongue deep inside of her. They were both liked wanton women the way they tongue and fingered each other's pussy and asshole. Megan's face was covered with mom's cunt juices and I bent down behind mom's ass and began licking her juices from my sister's face. Mom tasted almost as sweet as her daughter. I lapped up her juices from my sister's face then went straight to the source. I lapped at my mom's juicy pussy as she ate her daughter out.

Megan took hold of my throbbing prick and began to jerk it up and down as I ate my mom's pussy and had her juices all over my face, chin and neck. Mom had squirted all over my face and I loved it. Her juices were dripping off my neck and chin down onto Megan's chest area. After I had had my fill of mom's pussy juice and Megan telling me to get out the way to let her at mom's cunt I relented but only for a moment. Now was the time I had been longing for, I was going to fuck my mom and fill her with my baby batter.

I moved over Megan's face and moved her hands out of the way. She began to tell me off when she realised what I was about to do. As I lined my cock up with mom's wet cunt Megan took my dick in hand and helped my slide all the way into mom's pussy. Mom moaned out into Megan's pussy which made Megan moan out to as she pushed my ass forward which pushed me as far into mom's pussy as I could go. I just stopped moving once I was balls deep inside mom until she got used to my cock being there inside her.

After a few minutes I felt mom back up against my cock and I began to thrust forward into her gently at first and once I got my rhythm I began to thrust harder and a little faster into mom as she feasted on her daughter's dripping cunt. As I fucked mom Megan lay under me licking my balls and the underside of my cock as it slid in and out of mom's pussy. She was massaging my balls again and between that and fucking my mom for the first time it wasn't long before I was at the edge of no return again. As mom felt my cock begin to get a little larger inside her she knew I wasn't far from cumming.

"Don't cum in me Tommy it's not safe you might make me pregnant." She said to each of my hard thrusts within her after she raised her head from her daughter's pussy.

The thought of making mom pregnant only spurred me on to greater heights. I was thrusting in and out of mom like a man possessed. Just as mom was about to tell me again not to cum inside she was too late. I felt cum shoot up from my balls into my shaft and deep into mom's pussy. All she could do was hold on to Megan as she felt me cum inside her. Once again she buried her tongue deep in her daughter's pussy as I filled her cunt with my baby matter and Megan sucked on my balls when she was able to. 

I must have shot about eight ropes of cum into mom's pussy as she went into orgasm mode and shook like a jelly on top of her trembling daughter. As I came in my mom it set off Megan and mom almost at the same time. After I stopped cumming in mom both her and I fell off to the side of Megan so not to squash her. They were both still shaking as they came down from there orgasm. As soon as I touched their pussy it was as if I had sent a lightning bolt up their cunts. Once Megan was able to move slightly she rolled over onto her side and reached out to my cock. She pulled me by my cock to her mouth and licked and sucked as much as was left of both mom's juices and cum off my cock and swallowed.

As mom lay there in her afterglow she realised that I had cum inside her and she now wondered if I had knocked her up as she was not protected as she and my father had not had sex in a few months. When they did he always wore a condom which made me wonder why mom had let ne fuck her without one.

"I hope you know Tommy that seeing you didn't listen when I told you not to cum inside me that I might end up pregnant as I am not protected." Mom announced to me.

"Holy fuck Tommy you might be having a baby with mom." Megan piped up.

I lay there as it began to sink in that the possibility of mom becoming pregnant with my child. A smile began to grow over my face as both mom and Megan stared at me wondering what I was smiling at.

"What the fuck are you smiling at Tommy?" Mom asked with a bemused look on her face at the possibility that I had knocked up and here I was with a huge smile on my face.

"I am smiling at the thought of having fucked mom and her becoming pregnant with my child." I replied still with a huge smile on my face.

"Now I want to do the same to you Megan!" I said again as the smile on my face got a little bigger. Just then we heard the front door slam shut and my dad yell up the stairs.

"Honey I'm home!"



My Sister Megan Ch. 03



She squeezed my hard cock a little tighter now as she still jerked it up and down making sure that on the down stroke she jerked it really hard and tight. It was then that we both heard a little cough coming from the toilet part of Megan's bathroom and as we both looked round with Megan still holding my throbbing dick in her hand as we saw mom sitting there watching us. She was playing with one hand in a boob and her other hand was inside her Wonder Woman pants and was obviously intoxicated sitting there playing with her pussy.

"Well now looks like I just came in at the right time." Mom said again as she looked at us both while playing with herself.

"Err it's not what you think mom." Megan blurted out.

"I think it is Megan." Mum said pointing at Megan's hand with my now shrinking cock in it.

Megan gave my cock a little jerk again to get me hard and throbbing again. Mom was still sitting there on the toilet watching what her daughter was doing, Seeing as mom hadn't said anything and was still playing with herself I began to get hard again in Megan's had as she began to jerk me a little bit faster now. A few seconds later my prick was again at full mast and starting to throb.

"Oh that looks delightful." Mom said looking at my hard on in my sister's hand.

"Bring that lovely hard cock over here Megan I want to have a feel of it." Mom said with a bit of authority in her voice now.

Megan did as she was told without any come back and led me to mom by my hard on. As mom took me in her hand Megan knelt down by her feet on the cold tiled floor.

"Oh my, what a lovely hard cock you have Tommy." Mom said as she wrapped her fingers around my stiff member and began to jerk me up and down tightly but also gently at first.

"Oh fuck that feels so good mom." Was all I could say as she began to jerk me off faster.

"Don't be so flippant." Mom said as she yanked down hard on my dick making me yelp out.

"Get up Megan and follow Tommy and me." She ordered my sister again.

I was getting a funny feeling that this might not end well for myself after seeing Megan being ordered to do something twice now but I went along with it to find out what was going to happen next. Mom then led me out the bathroom by my hard cock and down the hall to her bedroom as Megan followed behind us. As we went into mom's bedroom Megan shut the door behind her and locked it. It was then that it dawned on me that I might be in here over my head. Just what did mom have planned for her naughty boy?

Mon sat down me down on her bed and walked into her big walk in wardrobe as she was taking the rest of what clothes she had left on off. Megan also entered mom's wardrobe as well leaving me sitting there wondering what was about to happen. As I sat there jerking my cock off slowly mom came back into her bedroom from her wardrobe and my jaw just dropped open wide as I took in what mom was wearing. Right behind was Megan also dressed in the same outfit. Oh my god mom is a domme and Megan must be her slave or something.

"Oh you like what we are wearing Tommy?" Mom said as she looked at my groin to see me now jerking my now throbbing cock.

My mom was wearing a red basque, black and red panties, black stockings and black thigh high boots. Megan had on a blue basque and panties with blue stockings but no boots. Right at that moment I wanted to fuck both my sister and mom and cum inside both of them and hope I made them both pregnant. My hand was now a blur as I jerked my cock as fast and hard as I could. Mom took five steps over to the bed beside me and smacked my hand away from my now dribbling cock as my precum connected my hand and cock.

"Don't you dare cum Tommy until I tell you so, is that clear boy?" Mom barked at me as Megan followed behind her and then sat at our feet

.

"You know what this is for don't you Tommy?" Mom asked me again as she pulled out what looked like two black collars.

"Yes I think I do mom." I said as my mom put one of the collars around her daughter's neck.

"I will give you that mom just this one time boy, from now on its Mistress to you while you are wearing this collar is that understood?" She questioned as she then placed the second collar around my neck.

"I have something special planned for you Tommy and I know Megan is going to really enjoy it." My mom said with a smile on her face as the smile on Megan's face grew bigger.

"But first I think a little enjoyment for me first." Mom said as she sat down on the bed next to me and shoved me to a standing position.

"Now get on your knees like your sister this instant." Mom ordered me to which I complied a little fearful now.

"Get up on the bed sweetie." Mom said to Megan and she did as she was told sitting on her knees on the bed beside my very sexily dressed mom in the middle of the bed as I sat on the floor on my knees.

"There is a Big Mirror on the dresser at the end of the bed look at us in it." Mom told me.

My hand went instinctively to my cock as I looked at us in the big mirror just before mom smacked my hand away again. She then smacked my hard cock to and it went limp almost instantly.

"Now watch and see what comes next." My mom said again.

She then lent over the bed and opened the middle drawer of her night stand and took something out of it which I couldn't quite make out was it was. She then climbed on the bed and moved up next to Megan who she told to get on her knees and face away from her. I was still on my knees, legs spread, watching as mom got Megan to take her blue panties off and get on her hands and knees before her. 

"Watch your sister's face in the mirror Tommy and start stroking your cock for me I want it nice and hard again" She said I did as I was told looking in the mirror and now stroking my cock again.

Mom unzipped Megan's basque and it fell on to the bed. She then began to stroke Megan's boobs with one hand and then showed me what it was in her other hand. It was a small vibrator.

"Now as you stroke your cock I want you to keep an eye on your sister's face until I say otherwise is that understood?" Mom asked me.

"Yes mom oh I mean yes mistress." I replied.

"Good boy now watch your sister and stroke that cock but don't you dare cum until I say so!" She commanded me.

As I watched in the big mirror mom turned on the small vibrator and rubbed it over Megan's nipples all the while watching me stroke my hard on. As I watched my mom's hand with the small vibrator it began to move down to her stomach and on down to her bald pussy. Megan was now breathing heavier as mom then pinched one of her nipples as she slowly moved the small vibrator over Megan's clit. As I watched in the mirror I could see Megan spread her legs and I saw mom push the small vibrator towards Megan's pussy and it disappeared into Megan's cunt.

I let out a moan as I watched mom's hand move up and down between Megan's legs as she fucked her with the vibrator and Megan began to moan out loud. I watch it go in and out of my sister's pussy as her orgasm built and her face screwed up and she got nearer and nearer the edge of no return. Mom was still watching me stroking my cock fast and hard and stealing a look at her I remembered her words "Don't you dare cum" so I slowed down to a nice gently stroking again.

"Get up on the bed in front of your sister Tommy NOW!" Mom commanded me and I did as she said.

As I sat knee to knee with my sister mom pulled her back onto herself as she fucked her faster and faster with the buzzing little vibrator as I resumed slowly stroking my cock. Megan breathing was now laboured and she was almost at the edge of cumming.

"Cum all over your brother!" Mom ordered Megan.

As she said this mom pulled the buzzing vibe from Megan's cunt and as Megan lay back on mom her body began to spasm as she went over the edge of no return.

To my shock Megan squirted all over my stomach and by hard throbbing cock and balls. My hand froze as Megan's juices coated me as mom now twisted and teased her daughter's tits.

"Cum you little bastard cum all over you're sister." Mom now shouted at me.

With the feel of my sister's pussy juices over my hand my cock and my balls I began cumming all over Megan's stomach and breasts until both Megan and I stopped cumming. Mom then pushed Megan up and forward towards my cock.

"Clean your brother up Megan." Mom said and Megan moved between my legs and licked from my stomach down to my cock and took me deep in her mouth and sucked out any cum that was left in my cock.

As Megan licked and sucked me clean mom leaned over the top of her and pulled my head to hers and we kissed passionately as our tongues danced with each other.

"I want you to taste me." Mom said pulling her head from me.

All I could do was smile as Megan was still sucking on my cock and I was starting to grow in her mouth again. As I pulled out of Megan's mouth my cock slapped up against my stomach and my mom's eyes lit up when she saw that. Mom then lay back on the bed and spread her legs and pulled me into her soaking pussy as o licked and sucked on her clit while I fingered her pussy.

"Now I want you to get on top of me and straddle my face you little fucker." Mom moaned out and pushed my head from her cunt.

Mom then sucked my cock tasting herself on me as she lapped and sucked on my now throbbing cock. A few minutes later mom was pushing me off her and nodded to Megan who got off the bed and went back into the wardrobe again.

"Now get on top of me between my legs and bury that fucking cock of yours as deep as you can inside me." She said with a huge smile on her face.

I got off her and between her legs as fast as I could. I couldn't believe one of my fantasies was about to come true, I was going to get to fuck my mom. As I lined my cock up with her pussy mom wrapped her legs around me and pulled me deep inside her and ordered me to fuck her hard, deep and fast. As I did mom then wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled down on top of her.

"Now you little mother fucker you are going to take your medicine and you are going to fucking enjoy it or I am going to pull that pecker of yours off is that understood?" Mom said as I tried to look behind me.

There was Megan right behind me and she was now plastering something very cold on my asshole and then forcing two fingers into my ass with that cold stuff on them too. After a few seconds of that she pulled her fingers back out if my ass. Then to my shock and horror Megan stepped to the side of me and showed me what my medicine was about to be. She stood there with a big strap on attached to her and a big smile on her face.

I began to struggle but mom had to good a hold on me now so there was no way I was escaping her grasp. Megan then got behind me and pushed me down onto mom till I was at the right angle for her to push that strap on up my ass. As soon as about an inch of that plastic cock was in my ass Megan stopped moving. My asshole was now burning but the pain was starting to ease a little. Megan had all the plastic cock in me to the hilt and she held still again until my ass got used to what was in it.

"Now this is your punishment for what you did to your sister you little shit." Mom said still holding on to me while Megan held still in my ass.

As I began to fuck mom Megan began to fuck me. I only lasted a few minutes inside mum before she ordered me to cum deep in her pussy which I did. Megan then pulled that thing out of my ass and it felt a little strange not having it in there anymore. We all lay on the bed for a little while kissing and hugging while letting our hands roam all over each other's body. Mom then got up off the bed and headed for the shower. As she did Megan straddle me and took hold of my cock which started to grow again.

She then slid down my shaft till I was balls deep inside her then she proceeded to fuck the living shit out of me. Looking to my side I watched my sister riding my cock in the mirror which made it even hotter for me. As our rhythm increased our moans and need to climax hit us both at the same time and I felt her body quiver as I pushed my hips up pushing my cock deep in my sister and explode deep inside of her.

By the time mom came out of the bathroom we were both laying on our backs again with a big smile on our faces. Mom walked over to the bed and knelt down on the floor and pulled our legs over the edge of the bed. She then took my cock in her mouth and tasted her daughter on me. Then she moved to between her daughter's legs and began to eat her pussy and sucking my cum out of her then swallowing it.

"MMMMMMMMmm! Mom said smacking her lips.

"I have wanted to suck and swallow all of your juices for quite a while now." She said as she pulled her head from her daughter's cunt.

Then slowly pulling out from between her daughter's legs she moved back to me and swallowed my cock again. Gently mom licked and sucked any last remaining drops from my cock. Moving her head up to my chest and now being face to face with mom she wrapped one arm around me and her other around Megan and hugged us both tight. We lay there sated, relaxed and fulfilled talking and giggling together until we were all rested.

That night was just the beginning for the three of us.

The End.



My Sister Melanie Ch. 01



'Oh yes bro! Oh fuck yes!'

As I lay there on the bed, I wondered to myself;

How did it end up like this? How did I end up having sex with my sister, the unobtainable girl of my dreams? I thought back to just a few days ago, when I hadn't even considered the possibility of crossing that line.

'Bro, are you in the kitchen?'

It was my sister Melanie's voice, calling from her bedroom upstairs.

'Yeah,' I shouted back, already knowing what she was going to say next.

'Can you bring me something to eat?'

Every day she asked the same question. Every day for 3 years. She was 21 now, but she still lived with our parents. I was 18, and I was currently studying in college. She was a beautiful ginger girl with curly hair down to her shoulders, and sparkling green eyes which seemed to radiate warmth from them, barely covered by a small pair of glasses and with perfectly shaped 36d breasts to go with her slim 5"6 frame. She also had an ass that could put Latinos to shame, and she could have easily become a mode if she wanted to. Needless to say this outstanding appearance of hers was met with the lecherous eyes of many a man, myself included. I hoped to one day be a professional writer. I wanted a nice house, a fancy car, a beautiful wife who loved me, and some little children running around, playing and livening the house up. Most of that was probably possible if I worked hard enough, except for one thing. The beautiful wife I hoped for just so happened to be my very own sister. She was like a polar opposite to me, whereas I was hard working and dedicated, Melanie was lazy, gave up easily and would have been perfectly content living her life just sitting in bed all day, had it not been for our parents intervention telling her to get a job.

'What do you want to eat?' I responded, a hint of irritation in my voice.

'I dunno, something tasty,' was all the response I got. Such a vague answer. I made her a cheese and pickle sandwich, a safe bet considering I knew it was one of her favourite foods. If it hadn't been for the fact I was in love with her I would have stopped providing these butler services for her years ago. I went upstairs and handed her the sandwich, which was met with a squeal of appreciation before I left to go to my room. As I left, I could just about make out 'Thanks bro!' coming from the room next to mine.

I went into my room and immediately pulled my throbbing dick out of my underwear. That outfit she was in... It was like it was made just to turn me on. She was in a cute summer dress, that made her curves look even sexier than usual. The barely see-through fabric allowed me a peek at her pink bra, with matching pink underwear to boot. And those legs... long, elegant legs that glistened in the dim sunlight coming in from through her window, it was like a scene from a movie. I wasted absolutely no time in jerking off to that amazing image, before it began to fade from my memory. It felt wrong, like I was a sick person for masturbating to the thought of my own sister. But as far as I was concerned, it was fine as long as it was just a fantasy. If we didn't physically do anything, that was fine by me as long as I had that image. After I'd finished, I slumped down onto my bed and took a nap, a little worn out by the recent events.

I woke up, my head groggy and my arm feeling heavy. In fact, I could barely move it at all. And there was a... squishy feeling of some sort. That's odd, I thought to myself. I looked down, and was astonished by what I saw.

'Um... sis?'

Melanie was laying next to me in my bed, her body clutching my arm, wrapped around it. My hands were just inches away from her forbidden palace. It took all my willpower to resist the urge to ravage her body right there and then.

'Why are you on my bed?'

As she began to wake up, she had a confused look on her face.

'Huh? Where'd you hide the cookies!?'

Great, I thought to myself. She's still dreaming. In its own way though, it was kinda cute.

'Wait a minute...' she continued, evidently still tired as hinted by the drool dripping from her lips. 'You aren't the evil master! Where did you hide him?!'

'Sis, wake up please,' I begged her, shaking her to try and jostle her out of her trance-like state.

'Oh, hey bro,' she replied, finally snapping back to the real world. 'Why am I in your bed? I hope you didn't do any perverted things to me,' she teased. My face turned bright red, and I prayed to god that she didn't take it as a 'yes.'

'We're brother and sister. That's wrong, not to mention illegal.'

She giggled a little. 'I was kidding. No need to blush so much. Unless...'

'I didn't.' My assertive response surprised her a little bit.

'I know. I mean come on, you lasted way longer than that with Tia.'

'You knew about that?'

'Of course I knew. She was your first, right?'

Tia was an old flame from 2 years ago, back when I was 16. She was the first girl I ever had sex with. And currently, the only girl. We broke up exactly 1 year, 2 months and 16 days ago after she cheated on me with our English teacher and her Physics professor. The bitch even went and got herself knocked up, which she soon aborted. She made three men's lives misery, all in one fell swoop. The English and Physics teachers both got life imprisonment for 'rape of a minor' and I was left broken hearted by the first girl I ever truly loved. It was like going through hell.

'Oh, sorry. I forgot. Look, I didn't mean-'

'Its fine,' I interrupted Melanie, 'I know you didn't mean it like that. It's just it's still a little hard for me to hear that name.'

Melanie looked depressed at my reaction.

'Hey, how about I treat you to some ice cream to cheer you up?' I suggested. 'It's not dark yet, and it's a hot day.'

'If anything, shouldn't I be treating you? I mean, it's my fault you're upset right now!'

I could see tears beginning to form in her eyes. Being the only sibling she had, and with our parents often out of the house we naturally grew extremely close to each other. My pain was her pain, and vice-versa. I wiped away the tears with my free hand, and reassured her not to worry. She cracked a smile, and nuzzled into my shoulder.

'Let's go get that ice cream,' I heard her mumble into my clothes.

We got back, and I was exhausted. She was bubbly and full of energy as always, and was giddy after our trip. Unsurprising. After all, we left to get ice cream and came back with ice cream, some drinks, a stuffed toy, a new video game for her computer and an entire bag of new clothing. She'd completely cleaned me out. I fell asleep for real this time, and I woke up the next morning feeling only a little refreshed.

It was Sunday today, but no doubt that would not stop Melanie from being her usual self. She would laze in bed all day, and when she wanted something then she would show her face. I decided to go get a shower to wake myself up a little, and drifted downstairs, hungry, tired and horny. Goddamn teenage hormones. I was glad Melanie wasn't down here. I didn't want her to see the rock solid morning glory I had. I especially wasn't about to let her know she was the main cause. I wandered through the kitchen and headed to the bathroom, where I swung the door open only to be greeted by a rare and horrifying sight. My sister was standing there completely naked, with just a towel brushing through her hair, drying herself off. I could see everything. Those cute nipples which had grown erect due to the sudden temperature change, her to-die-for curves, and most importantly, that place. The thin layer of hair above it told me she definitely shaved her private areas, and I couldn't help but find myself staring at her body. I managed to regain control of my senses after I realised just whose body it was I was staring at. She was just looking back at me, her face flushing a shade of bright crimson. I slammed the door shut and turned around.

'I'm really sorry! I had no idea you were in there!' I desperately tried to clear my name. I didn't want her thinking I was some freaky perv who wanted to bang his own sister, as much as that was the case.

'Well, at least your body was... happy to see me?' she awkwardly replied, not sure how to handle the situation. I ran to the lounge, and held my head in my hands. Stupid, stupid, stupid! I just fucked up my relationship with her completely! Why did I stare at her? Why? I was so lost in my own thoughts that I didn't even notice Melanie sat next to me.

'Hey, are you ok?'

I looked at her, and I couldn't muster any words. So I ran. I just ran to my room, and slammed the door shut behind me. I couldn't face her now. Not after that.

'Bro!' The worry in her voice was clear. I couldn't respond. I didn't know how to. How do you answer somebody whose naked body you've just leered at, when that somebody is your sister?

'Bro, I'm not angry, if that's what you think.' Those words were like the greatest gift I could be given. I opened the door a crack.

'Really? You really aren't mad?'

'Bro, I'm closer to you than anyone I know. You're the last person I'd be mad at for enjoying the sight of my naked body. And besides, you're a teenager. Your hormones are still plenty out of control,' she jokingly reassured. I opened the door fully now, my body still shaking at the thought of losing the closest bond I ever had. She put her arms around me. Her embrace was so warm, so welcoming. It was a perfect moment. I closed my eyes, relaxing in her arms. I hugged her back, and we both stood there, reveling in the moment, enjoying every second. It was then I felt her soft lips meet mine. Her tender flesh sharing a single kiss with me made my heart flutter. I opened my eyes and we caught each other's gaze. We both knew what we wanted. We stripped down until we were both in just our underwear.

'Getting a little ahead of yourself, aren't you?' she teased, pointing towards the tower coming from my lower half. She pushed me back onto the bed before she climbed over me. I reached up and kissed her neck a few times, and I could feel her breath becoming ragged. She wanted this just as much as I did. That put me a little at ease. She backed off slightly, before lowering her head to my crotch. She pulled my underwear down and looked at it for a few seconds. She looked up at me for a second as if to say 'Can I?'

She didn't even wait for me to say anything before she licked the underside of my dick, the warm sensation sending waves of pleasure surging through my body. She kept teasing me, taunting me like this for a few minutes before taking the head into her mouth, but no further. She kept bobbing her head up and down by minuscule amounts, enough to make me feel the pleasure but nowhere near enough to make me climax. After she played around with me for a while, she finally lowered her head onto my cock. The sudden feeling of having my shaft surrounded by the warm, wet inner walls of her mouth was like ecstasy. I could feel her tongue lapping away at my cock, whilst her lips and throat were hitting all the right spots. The feeling was amazing. I had to grip to the bed tightly just to stop myself from fucking her throat by force. She was amazing, and it was definitely not her first time sucking a cock. After a few more minutes of this immense service, I could feel myself building up. She went back to teasing me, slowly making me teeter towards my orgasm, waiting for the right moment. Seconds before I was about to cum, she went back at me full force with everything she had. The next few seconds were blurry. The overwhelming pleasure I felt as I shot 3 huge loads of my love juice down her throat sent my mind elsewhere. I looked down to see her with her mouth held open, and I could see her hungrily swallowing all of my cum.

'That,' I managed to pant, 'was fucking amazing! Where did you learn to do that?'

She smiled back at me before tapping her nose a couple of times. She climbed back up so our faces met once more, and she kissed me passionately. She'd just swallowed my cum, but I didn't care. I wanted this, she wanted this, so we did it. She began to play with my dick again, this time pressing it against her panties. I could feel her forbidden hole pressing against my dick, trying to suck it in through the thin layer of cloth that denied my cock entry into her hole.

'Sis, we can't! Even if we did just do something like that, this is something else entirely! I'm not even wearing a condom!'

'I don't care!' She pretty much screamed it. She was more aroused than me right now, and she wasn't about to let me go now. 'It's a safe day for me, so just fuck me! Just fuck me all day! I don't care about anything else! I just want to feel you, bro! I want you! I need you! I LOVE YOU!' The intensity of her screams was too much. I couldn't say no. I pulled her underwear down, and right before I slammed into her I looked into her eyes.

'No regrets?'

'No regrets,' She replied, before locking lips with me once more. I thrust upwards, leading us both to a place of infinite pleasure, where we had crossed that thin line between harmless play and incestuous passion. Neither of us could think straight anymore. Her tight, wet folds wrapped around my dick, as if trying her pussy was trying to squeeze the cum right out of me as her tongue danced with mine. Our bodies were intertwined at every point, and even her legs were coiled around mine, preventing me from pulling out even if I had wanted to. All I could do now was thrust. In and out. In and out. Each time sending shockwaves of immeasurable pleasure through both of our bodies. Her juices were flooding out now, soaking my dick and body with her natural lubricant, whilst I slammed into her, my pre-cum mixing with her internal juices. She got tighter with every thrust, and I could tell she was just as close as I was to orgasm. With one final thrust, I gave her everything I had. My dick traveled the full length into her pussy, and she tightened like a vice grip around my dick, causing us both to cum right there.

'Oh yes bro! Oh fuck yes!' She sprayed her juices all over my chest as I shot 3 more thick loads into her precious hole. I kissed her again as she collapsed on top of me.

'That... was fucking... amazing...' Melanie managed to squeeze out in between deep breaths.

'No kidding,' I said in between my breaths. It was the best time I'd ever had. Sure, I'd had sex before, but this was different. I knew what sex felt like. This was what making love felt like. It was a brilliant feeling. I didn't even pull out of her before we passed out together, worn out from the intense session we'd just had.

When I awoke, Melanie was nowhere to be seen. There was a note beside my bed that read;

'Thanks for that bro, it felt awesome 

I smiled a little, relieved that it wasn't just a delusion of mine, but I was also nervous. Things would never be the same between us. We'd crossed that forbidden taboo line. I mean come on; I came inside my own sister! Surely there would be some repercussions. I headed downstairs and I couldn't see Melanie down there either.

Strange, I thought to myself. I went to go shower to wash the smell of sex off me, and as I opened the door Melanie was stood there completely naked.

'Nope,' I said as I closed the door and walked back to the lounge to wait for her to finish in the bathroom so I could shower. As much as I enjoyed our little session, I wanted to get a shower sometime this decade preferably. After she came out I went straight to the bathroom before she could say anything. As I washed myself off, my mind drifted back to what we did. She told me she loved me. Did she mean that, or was it just a spur-of-the-moment thing? I couldn't believe what I was thinking. Was I seriously doubting my ultra hot sister who I loved, and who had just let me fuck her and cum inside her after she gave me a blowjob, completely willingly? There was no question. She meant what she said. She loved me. Not as a brother, but as a lover. I clambered out of the shower, threw on some clean clothes and headed back to the lounge. I sat down next to Melanie, and she leaned her head against me, snuggling up into my chest.

'I love you, bro.'

Those words made me happier than any sex could.

'I love you too,' I replied. She stared up at me with amorous eyes. She looked up at me and kissed me, with those deliciously soft lips of hers.

'Make me a sandwich?' she adorably pleaded. Before it had seemed like a chore I did for her so she would like me more. Now though, I was all too happy to go make her a sandwich.

'Sure,' I happily told her. I wandered off to the kitchen again, and it was on my way there I got an idea. It was more like an experiment than anything else, but an idea nonetheless. I decided I was going to cum into her sandwich, and see if she noticed. If she did, I wanted to see her reaction and to see if she knew what it was. At first it seemed like a harmless practical joke compared to what we'd already done, but I was filled with genuine intrigue as to what her response would be. It was another way to see whether she really did enjoy sucking me off earlier, or if she was just messing with me. I made her another cheese and pickle, her favourite, this time with an added surprise. I handed it to her and watched with interest. I could see her face contort slightly.

'Did you add salt?' she asked, clueless as to what it really was.

'No,' I responded casually.

'Well whatever you did, I like it! This is delicious!'

Those were the words I was hoping for. She really did enjoy what we did earlier! As she happily ate the sandwich, I flicked the television on. I browsed through the channels, but after concluding there was nothing worthwhile on TV we both decided to head upstairs. This time, she dragged me into her room and we both got into her bed. We just looked at each other whilst we lay there in her bed, before locking our lips in an incestuous manner. She placed her leg over me and we continued to kiss like that for a good 5 minutes, before we were finally content. We closed our eyes, our arms still around each other as if protecting each other from everything else. After that, I drifted off to sleep. 



My Sister Melanie Ch. 02



A few days had passed since I slept with my sister. It still felt surreal - like I was just going to wake up any moment and it would just be some crazy dream I had. We hadn't actually done anything since, partly because I had no idea how to approach the situation and partly because there was still an air of awkwardness between us. When we were doing it, it was a heat of the moment thing, and I don't think either of us were thinking about what came afterwards. In fact, it actually felt like we'd drifted further apart since then. We definitely weren't as chatty with each other, and she actively seemed to be avoiding me. Laying down on my bed, I let out a sigh of frustration.

'What do I do?'

I must have asked myself that question hundreds of times within the last few days.

'Do I tell her that I want it to continue? Do I tell her we can't do it again?'

Deep down in my heart, I was sure that I wanted our relationship to continue, but my head told me otherwise. It told me I was messed up for wanting it, but I loved her. It wasn't like I could just stop, especially after what we did. I even came inside her... that was a risk I'm not willing to take again. I still felt pangs of guilt for what happened. Sighing, I got up and headed downstairs for a drink. I needed something to take my mind off it, to clear my head. On the way down, however, I saw her standing there at the foot of the staircase.

'Mel...'

That was the only word I could muster before I darted back to my room, shutting the door behind me, just wishing my problems would all magically go away. A few seconds later, I heard a knock on my door.

'Look, we need to talk, okay?'

Hearing those words felt like my heart turned to iron. That was never a good sign to start a conversation with. After she entered my room uninvited, she perched herself on my bed. We didn't even say anything for a few minutes. We didn't know what to say. After a while, though, Melanie finally said something.

'Look, about what we did the other day... I... I really don't think this should continue,' she told me. I had already expected as much, but even so, hearing those words still destroyed me inside. On one hand, I was happy that she'd broken off our sexual relationship. On the other, it crushed me. I loved her and I know it's what I wanted. It wasn't fair. Why did we have to be born as siblings? Why couldn't we be neighbours, or classmates, hell, even workmates would have been fine with me. Just why... why did we have to be related? I blanked out the rest of what she said. Cursing my fate, I just shut everything out, trying to cope with it, and after a few minutes Melanie got the message and left me to myself. Reeling from the sadness, I couldn't help but cry. I must have cried for hours. That night was one of the worst nights of my life. I could barely sleep, I was depressed, and the downpour through the night didn't help any. I found myself listening to music, or watching a video, or even just restlessly wandering around the house. I just wanted something to distract myself from it all.

The next morning, I grabbed my coat and headed out early. The last thing I wanted was another awkward encounter with my sister. I grabbed my wallet and decided to go look around the town for a while. There was a game that I'd been searching for, so maybe I'd go see if I could pick that up somewhere. The morning was bitterly cold; a rarity considering it was the middle of July. My eyes followed the glistening pavement as I walked for what seemed like forever, before I finally reached the town centre. It was surprisingly busy considering the weather and the fact that it was still only around 11am at best. I decided to grab a bite to eat, so I dropped into one of my favourite cafes and got a burger to go before heading back out. When I looked up, however, I almost dropped my food from shock. She was the last person I expected to see here, and most certainly the last person I wanted to see.

'Tia...?'

'Hi, Blake.'

That cold tone of voice told me she was just as happy as I was to see her. 

'Didn't expect to see you here,' I continued, trying to get out of the conversation as quickly as I could.

'I miss you.'

Hearing her say those words made my blood boil.

'You miss me? You miss me? Well, I missed you too. I missed you so much in fact, that I've been dying to tell you something and I just couldn't wait. Go. Fuck. Yourself.'

'That's not fair, Blake.'

'Not fair? I'll give you not fair. How's cheating on me with two teachers and getting them thrown in prison for statutory tape of a minor? How's that for not fucking fair?'

'Look... I know I've done some wrong in the past-'

'Save your bullshit for someone who gives a damn,' I angrily snarled at her. I wasn't about to let this bitch ruin my day. Hell, she'd already ruined my confidence. Thanks to her, I had major trust issues in relationships. She cheated on me with two people, got pregnant with god knows who's child, got two men life imprisonment and I'm pretty sure she was only interested in me because of the money I got from my part time job. She taught me firsthand how evil some people can be. And according to the law, she was the one in the right. It sickened me. How could she do something so despicable and get away with it just like that? She was by far the person who sickened me the most on this planet we call home. Just the knowledge I had to live in the same town as her made me want to punch something. I hated her. Sometimes, I even wished that she'd just disappear. Kidnapping, murder, I didn't care. I just didn't want to see her face. I didn't want to be reminded of what she did.

When she grabbed my arm, I felt chills go through my whole body. I wanted to hit her right there and then, but I calmed myself before I became another one of her statistics.

'I want a chance to make things right, Blake. Please, give me one more chance.' The sad look in her eyes gave me a twisted sort of satisfaction. Knowing that she was suffering, even if it was nothing compared to the lives she destroyed, made me feel so much better.

'You had your chance. You blew it. Now get the fuck off me before I call the cops.'

As I walked away, she didn't attempt to follow me. She simply watched me leave. Deep down, a part of me genuinely felt bad for her. I didn't like being an asshole to people. In fact I hated it. Even when it came to people like her, I was too soft. She had no qualms about hurting people, yet I still couldn't bring myself to cause the same pain she had. I didn't want to be like her. I was so lost in thought I didn't even realise Melanie was right behind me until she said my name.

'Blake?'

I turned around, surprised to hear someone calling my name. I didn't realise who the voice belonged to at first, but the second I saw her I immediately turned back around and began walking faster.

'Blake, wait!'

As her fingers interlocked with mine, I violently pulled away. It seemed to worry Mel, unsurprisingly. The look of fear on my face must have strangled my other emotions. Honestly, I was genuinely scared of hearing what she had to say. I was so close to her. We might not have said it, but we were basically best friends. There was no-one else in the world that I trusted as much as her. That's partly why it hurt so much, being rejected by her. Thanks to Tia, I had paranoia-level trust problems, so to be turned down by the one person I felt was there for me if I needed her brought my whole world crashing down. I couldn't bear to hear what she was going to say, so I sprinted home as fast as my legs could carry me, rushed to my room, and shut the door, remaining absolutely silent in the hope my sister wouldn't know I was there. But she was much smarter than that. She knew me extremely well, well enough to know that when I feel trapped I always hide in my room. It's the only place I truly feel comfortable.

'Blake...? I know you're in there. Come on, open up. Talk to me, Blake.'

Reluctantly, taking deep breaths, I slowly opened the door. Mel's panting was a clear sign she ran after me when I came home.

'Look, I understand how you feel, alright Blake?'

'How? How can you understand how I feel? Even I don't understand it.'

The pain in my voice was like a dagger to the heart for my sister, if her hurt reaction was anything to judge by.

'Blake,' she said, her voice firm now, 'I know that you love me. But... is that love as a sibling, or love as a person? What I say next depends on your answer, so I need you to tell me the truth, no matter what. OK?'

After a brief silence, I hesitatingly answered;

'I love you as a person, Mel. I want to be with you. I don't give a shit if we're brother and sister. I love you for who you are, not just because we're related. That isn't going to change, I can promise you that.'

With a small smile, she pulled me into her embrace.

'You're such an idiot sometimes,' she remarked, tears trickling down her face. 'But I guess that makes me just as big of an idiot, if not bigger. I love you too, Blake.'

The moment she said those words, my heart almost exploded. I couldn't believe how happy just a few words could make me.

'Come here. Let's do this properly, no shower shenanigans this time,' she said, as she took my by the hand and led me to the bed. Deciding I wanted to take the lead, I kissed her and shoved her down onto the bed, much to her surprise. She didn't object however, instead deciding to see what I'd do next, her cheeks flushed red from anticipation. After my internal conflict from the previous day, I decided to be a little bit cruel. Removing her underwear, I began lightly kissing all around her precious area, making sure never to actually touch it. I stroked her thighs with my hand at the same time, and she was obviously getting extremely horny due to the river of juices that were flowing from between her legs. But I was nowhere near finished yet. I acted as though I was going to lick her pussy, before moving my tongue away at the last second. Feeling my hot breath, she couldn't take it anymore.

'Please... don't tease me like this...'

That was what I wanted. It was an exhilarating feeling, knowing she was getting desperate for it like this.

'I don't know what you mean. I'm not teasing you at all,' I playfully told her, a somewhat sadistic tone contaminating my words. Seeing her shuffling around uncomfortably brought me to the peak of my arousal.

'Beg,' I told her.

'What?' The look of shock and horror on her face was brilliant. She clearly heard what I said, but embarrassment prevented her from believing it.

'Beg for exactly what you want like a good girl. Do that, and I'll give it to you.

'P-please... put it in...'

'I'm sorry, I didn't quite hear that. What did you say?'

'Put it in... please... I'll do anything if you just put it in...'

'Put what in? I don't know what you mean.

'Stick your cock inside me...'

The adorable pout my sister gave me was too much to resist. I decided to give her one last push.

'Oh, but we're siblings. We really shouldn't do this,' I told her in a soft tone as I began to put my clothes back on, the look of disappointment in her eyes evident.

'Who gives a shit if we're brother and sister or not? Please, just take your cock and fuck me until I can't stand!'

I don't even think she realised just how loud she said it, but the realisation of what she just said hit her like a steam train as her whole face clouded over a deep crimson colour.

'Alright, if that's what you want,' I told her, before I finally shoved my cock inside her soaking hole. The feeling of her insides was unreal. It was a familiar yet alien feeling, even though I'd had sex with her just a few days ago, it still felt somewhat surreal to be connected to her like this.

My thoughts soon clouded over though, as I thrust in and out of her, quickly and powerfully. Somehow, she was even tighter than the other day, but thanks to how unbelievably wet she was, I was able to move inside her with ease. Hearing her illicit moans of pleasure only served to magnify my arousal, and quite soon I was close to cumming, as was my sister judging from the pulsations coming from her lower half, and I decided to make sure she never wanted to end our relationship again, as I began lightly thumbing her clit, and it instantly brought her to orgasm, her pussy clamping tightly around my dick as I exploded into her. I pulled out, and in a daze she slowly crawled over to me, my cum and her juices trickling out onto the bed covers as she did so, before she took hold of my cock and slipped it into her mouth. The look of pure ecstasy on her face as she milked my member of every last drop made me cum right away, shooting another thick load into her mouth, which she toyed around with using her tongue before swallowing it. She soon fell asleep afterwards, and I collapsed on top of her, satisfied and happy.

A few hours later, we woke up. It was mid-afternoon, and we changed the covers before heading out to a restaurant to get something to eat. At the table, with a mischievous look in her eye, she began pressing her foot against my crotch. It was clear she still wanted more, so after eating and paying, we hurried home as fast as possible. Not even waiting until we got upstairs, the second she got through the door she pulled her underwear down, a string of her love juice trailing from her panties. She laid on the sofa, and gestured me towards her dripping wet pussy. I began to lick it, my tongue teasing her folds while I teased her nipples with my hands, every so often my tongue piercing her, lightly gracing her inner walls. After a few minutes of this, I pulled my mouth away and moved towards her now protruding clitoris, gently placing my lips around it and humming gently, my fingers lightly stroking her pussy at the same time. The mind-blowing pleasure was too much to bear as she came all over my face, spraying her love juice all over me. I made sure to get as much of it as I could in my mouth, before moving up and passionately tongue kissing her. She happily accepted and greedily gulped down her own liquid, before softly whispering in my ear;

'That was delicious, but what my body really wants to eat is some nice hard meat. Think you can do that?'

Wasting no time, I immediately pulled my underwear down and began fucking her again. We must have had sex for a good half hour before finally being satisfied. I can't remember how many times Mel came, and honestly I don't care. I came so much I didn't even think it was possible, but all my mind could think of was how amazing she felt. Exhausted, we fell asleep again, my penis still inside her, preventing my jizz from leaving. I wanted to remind her that she'd chosen me now. Her body was mine and mine alone, and I wanted to drill into her that I wasn't gonna let her get away from me so easily again. Mel began sleeping in my bed every day after that, and a lot of nights were spent passionately making love to one another. Her libido pushed my body to its limits sometimes, not that I was going to complain. I was just so happy that we were finally together that just that alone gave me the strength to bear it. It was a nice feeling, one that I didn't ever want to forget as long as I lived.



My Sister My Aunt And Amy Oh My



My sister Donna and I were spending the week at our Aunt's house. It was a pretty big house when you consider my aunt was single and lived alone. The house was 2-stories and had 3 bed rooms and was located in a forested area where you couldn't ever see your neighbor's house. She even had an in-ground pool. It was perfect for when my sister and I visited. Our parents dropped us off and then went to enjoy some time alone together. They did this every year. 

My sister is less than a year younger than me; she has straight reddish brown hair that goes down to her waist, a few freckles on her nose and a petite physique, along with a somewhat small chest. We got along just fine together. My aunt favored my sister completely, but she was still nice to me too. There were just some things I had gotten used to through the years. Like my sister getting to choose what we watched on TV or letting her have more ice cream, stuff like that. When we were younger that's was all there was to it. 

Our first full day there my aunt was taking us to the beach, she was about 36 years old and looked pretty good for her age in the 2-piece suit she was wearing. She was tall and slender, almost my height, her chest put my sister's to shame. She was twice my age and my aunt but I could still tell that she was nice looking. She was taking her friend Amy, who was about her age with us. Amy was fun to be around; we had met her the previous year. She lived near my aunt, walking distance, if she felt like walking instead of driving. She was the kind of person who is always joking and looking for fun and action; a bit of a wild one. She was a cute blond thing, shorter than my aunt; only about as tall as my nose.

It was a bit of a long drive and of course my sister got to choose the music we listened to. I think she took advantage, just to tease me she picked songs she knew I wouldn't really like. The day at the beach involved a lot of water, sand and sun. The latter of which was running out, so we decided to leave. Donna and I stopped at one of the outdoor showers near the boardwalk to rinse the sand off. I knew my aunt loved her car and would flip if we got sand in it. 

We were back at the car. Donna got in first and my aunt told me to be a gentleman and give her my towel to sit on. I did and was about to sit in the back seat when my aunt stopped me. "Don't you dare sit on those leather seats with your wet suit on, you'll have to take it off before you get in. I thought you'd know better". "I do know better I'm sorry. C'mon, don't make me take them off...I don't have anything else to wear" I said. "Well I can't leave you here and you ARE NOT ruining my leather seats, SO JUST DO IT!" Her voice was forceful and in that moment I didn't have time to think, what she said seemed to make sense. I was old enough to vote and was feeling intimidated by my aunt." Well?! What are you waiting for" Amy put in "I don't want to have to fight rush-hour traffic on the way home. DO IT". 

So, right there in the parking lot I removed my wet bathing suit rendering me completely naked. She made me bend down to pick them up and hand them to her. I'm sure people heard her voice and were looking; I think Amy was too, but I dove for the safety of the car's back seat without taking the time to look. Donna was already seated, we look each other in the face for a split second before her eyes went extremely wide and her gaze traveled down, taking in every bit of my situation. I read her lips "Oh My God Oh My God Oh My God, he's fucking naked!" She smiled like someone who is in on a secret as she turned her head trying to conceal her excitement.

At home we never left our rooms or bathroom undressed. Just wasn't something we did. So this was something completely foreign to us. While I'm sure Donna had been with a guy before, I was her brother and wasn't doing this voluntarily. And there had been a girl I slept with that saw me naked, but Donna was my sister; she wasn't supposed to enjoy seeing me nude. Besides when I was with a girl she was naked too and rolling around in the sheets was different from being uncovered and exposed. I was so vulnerable.

Even with both hands covering my privates from open view, it was clear that I was nude and she could still see parts of me she shouldn't have been able to. My heart was pounding so hard I was sure it was visible. Donna tried to act natural, looking mostly out the window but I could tell that she was looking through the corner of her eye. My aunt and Amy got in the car; they didn't say a word as if the whole thing was normal and natural. It was at an hour and a half drive home and I knew it would feel so much longer being trapped helplessly naked with 3 females. I hoped there wouldn't be too much traffic.

I didn't dare move my hands, Donna was acting like she wasn't trying to steal a peak; but she was. I don't know if she really needed to see it all or if she just liked the fact that I was humiliated and that she was in a superior position. She emphasized this by saying that I could choose the music for the trip home. I didn't want a bit of attention drawn to me so I passed. I wondered what would have happened if I hadn't had a towel to give her. Of course my aunt would never have let this happen to her, just me.

Eventually I could tell she had dozed off. I was able to relax just a bit but I knew I still had 2 women in the front of the car. I don't know how it happened, but I fell asleep too. I would never have known that I had except for the sudden change in scenery. As I rubbed my eyes I saw Amy looking over the passenger seat and heard her say "hey look whose up!" I immediately remembered where I was, and knew that while asleep my hands fell to my sides leaving me unconscious and completely exposed, and for how long? I followed Donna's eyes downward and saw that worse that just being visible to them; I was as hard as could be. "and now he's awake too" my aunt added to Amy's observation, looking at me through the rear-view mirror. 

They all laughed, Donna blushed a little and gently bit her bottom lip and hung her head to mask her chuckle. I covered myself as fast and as best I could but there was more to hide how and I couldn't cover it all right away. Besides, I knew that all three of them had enjoyed a very prolonged look at my dick and balls.

It was only a few more minutes to my aunt's house. When we got there, I waited for everyone else to get in the house. I grabbed my towel from my sister's seat and wrapped it around me and dashed for the house, up the stairs and to my bedroom. Once behind the closed door I reflected on what happened, I wasn't mad at all and while I wouldn't want to repeat the one-sided forced peep show, it did excite me just a bit. 

I went into the bathroom which had a door right in my bedroom, and another on the other side that lead to my sister's room. I put the towel down and went back to my room to get some clothes together before I took a shower to get the remainder of the beach off me. When I went back into the bathroom my sister was standing there, facing me and wearing my towel. "What the hell?!" I said, putting my hands over my privates, "didn't you have enough of my towel today? Jokes over". She didn't move, on the floor beside her was her bathing suit. I swallowed hard and didn't say anything else, not sure what to do or say. I didn't really have time to, she started to talk, and I let her. 

"Ummm, about what happened today" she started, "I know that must have been hard for you and I feel partially responsible. I had a shirt that I could have sat on." She spoke and I was speechless and about to get mad. She continued, "I had been listening but didn't know what was going on, and then I saw you in the car next to me... naked, I was shocked. I got a glimpse of your dick when you first got in. I know you're my brother and I shouldn't have liked it, but I did. So I didn't say anything about the shirt. I wanted you to be naked next to me."

She was standing on one side of the bathroom and I was on the other. My hands were at my sides, completely forgetting to cover myself. "I hope you can understand. I mean, what would you have done if it was me in the car with nothing on?" I stood there facing my little sister, my growing erection betraying my thoughts. I answered her question, "I would have done the same as you, and I would have wanted to see you naked". It would have been a very different answer just a short time ago but it was like I was noticing her for the first time.

I could tell she was very nervous. "Well, I still feel bad for making you do that" I was not prepared for what happened next. Looking at me right in the eyes, unblinking, she took a deep breath and let the towel fall to the floor as she said "I hope this will make us even". My sister was now as naked as I was, just far enough away from me that I could see her entire body. Her milky white skin, her small firm tits and her pubic hair that matched the color of the hair on her head; she was letting me see it all. She took a step closer, held my hand and put it on her beating heart. It was pounding harder than mine, which is saying a lot. We both let out a nervous laugh.

She led my hand from over her heart to her breast. It felt like nothing I've ever felt before. I let my finger feel her nipple and then my palm took in her entire tit. My cock was fully erect and gently rubbing her stomach. Even the sensation of that slight touch could have made me cum. We pulled each other closer and broke eye contact only to kiss. Our tongues danced in each others' mouths. Her hand made its way down my side while I took hold of her firm, palm-sized ass cheek. She was about to touch me when... I heard the door knob to my room.

My aunt would kill us...me, if she saw this. We looked at each other for a moment and giggled as I jumped out of the bathroom and into my bedroom to get the door locked. I made it a few steps when the door opened. My cock was hard, my face was flushed bright red and my aunt walked into my room. At this point I was still comprehending what had just happened...and almost happened with my sister, I didn't even try to cover myself. My aunt continued into my room holding something in her hand, and shut the door behind her. She looked and my aroused dick, looked away and then focused again on my nudity.

"I ummm hope I'm not disturbing you, I didn't know you were in here and I just wanted to bring you your bathing suit" she said with a clear lack of her usual authoritative voice. She was still wearing her two-piece, with a sheer white wrap around her waist that went down one leg. "I was just about to go in the shower" I told her. "I can see that. Oh sorry. I mean ahh, yea that's a good idea" she answered nervously, even blushing a bit and trying to remember to not look. She took a few steps closer but didn't hand me the bathing suit, she seemed unsure what to do. "I wanted to apologize to you for what happened today". This was not at all what I had expected. I thought she had enjoyed humiliating me like that.

"You might want to sit down for this" I sat down on the edge of the bed, my erection slowly leaving me; however I didn't feel compelled to block my aunt's view of me. She went on, "you see, the seats in my car are really vinyl not leather... I had been just joking with you about taking your suit off. But then I saw that you were actually going to do it. I should have stopped you but the words never came out of me. I didn't want to look, but I did. For that second that you were standing there, buck naked handing me your suit, I couldn't help wanting you to stay that way. Amy and I had looked at each other when you jumped in the car and we shrugged our shoulders to each other and smiled and let it go. I just feel bad for your poor sister." I was too surprised to be hearing this from my aunt to be mad that she had just told me that I went through that for nothing, especially since it did lead to a brief but exciting moment with Donna.

My aunt walked up to me and stood over me a few feet back from where I sat, facing the bathroom. She handed me my bathing suit but I just put it next to me on the bed. She swallowed hard and reached behind her neck, slowly pulling the string holding her bikini top. "I want to make it up to you, I hope this helps" The string dropped and she pulled her top completely off. I stared at my aunt's large bare breasts. She had the most perfect nipples just at the edge of a tan line. She leaned over, letting them get within an inch of my face. Then she stood up again and removed her bottoms, leaving just the sheer wrap covering her pussy and part of her leg. Through it I could make out what was left of her pubic hair, a small downward-pointing triangle.

"Does this make up for it?" she asked, standing still with her arms spread out. "It looks like it's a start" she answered herself, referring to my level of arousal. My dick was pointing straight up. She knelt before me, and as unbelievable it was to have my own aunt naked with me, what she did next was out of nowhere, unexpected. She wrapped the fingers of her right hand around my dick and with her left she made a circle just above my balls with her thumb and fore finger. She pulled down on my balls, firmly but without causing pain, causing the skin on my dick to get tight. While holding me like that, she ran her right hand slowly up my shaft, her thumb pushing on the front of my dick forcing a huge drop of precum out of my head. She squeezed my now-wet head sending a sensation through my entire body. She used the drop to get my dick wet and she continued to stroke my hard cock, keeping it tight with constant pressure on my balls.

Just as my aunt was getting started stroking my cock, the bathroom door opened and my sister peered out. She had a look of utter disbelief that quickly turned to a cute-but-wicked smile. Donna stepped into the doorway, still not wearing anything, invisible to my aunt who was focused and had her back to the bathroom door. She had one arm on the door frame and the other she used to rub her tits, making sure I saw everything she did. I could see in her face that the scene before her was getting to her. Her teasing stopped. My sister's hand moved from her tits to her pussy. She stood with her legs spread, masturbating while our aunt gave me a hand job.

I think she was better at working my dick than I was. The way she changed speeds and touched the rim of my head got me to the edge but didn't make me cum. She watched me and I took my eyes off my sister for a moment to look at my aunts naked body. The contrast between my sister's smaller tits and pale skin and my aunt's tanned body with her larger tits was unbelievably erotic. I could tell from the look on her face that Donna was about to have an orgasm. This was all I needed, I was so ready to explode and my aunt expertly sensed it. With one final quick stroke downward, she released my balls and I shot out a long, hot stream of cum. 

The build up of the day's events made me have one of the hardest and longest orgasms ever. My first shot landed on my aunt's chest and quickly started to drip down. She aimed my cock at me as the second pulse sent another load through the air onto my chest. She massaged my balls while my dick continued to slowly spill out cum until I was empty. She smiled at me and licked a bit of my cum off her hand. She then held her tit up putting it within an inch of my face. I wanted her tits so badly that I opened my mouth. She put one hand behind my head gently pushing it toward her, aligning her nipple with my mouth. Not caring about the drop of cum still dripping down it, I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked hard. She moaned with her eyes closed as I sucked her tits. "I think we're about even now" she said with a laugh. I was speechless but managed to say "I think I owe you". "I think you do too" she said as she got up.

I looked up and saw that Donna was gone from the doorway. My aunt wiped the remainder of my sperm on my chest and told me to get to my shower now. Dinner would be ready soon and I couldn't go down naked and full of cum." Well at least not full of cum" she added with a sly smile. She turned her back to me and leaned over without bending her knee giving me a perfect view of her ass and pussy. She picked up her bathing suit and headed for the door letting me see her beautiful ass through the wrap as she left me sitting there. She looked over her shoulder and blew me a kiss and then disappeared down the hallway. I sat for a few moments... "Did my hot aunt just jerk-me off? Did I just see my naked sister masturbate?

I went back into the bathroom. The only sign on my sister was the towel on the floor and the sweet smell of her excitement at watching me get jerked-off by our aunt. I took the smell in a deep breath and got into the shower. Just a half hour later I was heading back down the stairs, I decided that I'd just act natural. My aunt and sister were both in the kitchen; my sister was holding a bottle of beer. They were looking over a plate on the counter. "Looks like its pizza night" my aunt said, the pork chops on the plate looked more like bacon bits. "I kind of burnt dinner" she said. "That's ok" my sister said, "you must have been busy and forgot" she finished. I gave her a playful nudge; she knew darn well why dinner was burnt.

"Donna and I are going to go pick up some pizzas and then stop at the video store" my aunt said. "I need you here to let Amy in when she gets here. And I need Donna to pick out the movie". I didn't even ask why I couldn't be the one to pick out the movie. Some things never change. I may have a dick but she still favored my sister. Donna stuck her tongue at me and followed my aunt to the door. I liked that things weren't going to change between us all. But at this point I wouldn't have been surprised if they came back with a porn movie.

"The pizzeria is about 20 minutes away and the movie store is near there. So we'll probably be back in an hour. Let Amy know what happened when she gets here, and that I just didn't have time to wait for her." I gave my aunt an affirmative and watched them from behind, one ass I got to see and the other I got to touch. The car pulled out of the driveway. I was feeling good and decided to be helpful and get the leaves out of the pool. I got the net and started to scoop out the floating leaves. About 5 minutes into it there was one particularly far out and I had to stretch to reach it. "In you go" I heard a voice shout as I felt two hands push me toward the pool.

But even leaning as I was, I was able to catch my balance and ruin Amy's plan. Her eyes went wide with surprise and I quickly turned around to turn the tables on her. She put her hands up in defense and our hands locked, wrestler-style. "You just missed them" I told her "they won't be back for and hour; maybe you'll be dry by then". I teased her. Of course I had the size and strength on her, but with the deck wet from the leaves I couldn't get good traction. I was trying to push her into the pool and she was trying to stay out. With our hands locked and over our heads I was able to get a good look at her. She was very pretty and she was wearing turquoise capris and a white short sleeve cut off shirt that showed just a tinny bit of her midriff. I tried, but couldn't tell if she was wearing a bra; her softball-sized chest allowed her to go without one without causing a scene, and it would be just like her to not bother.

We were pushing, shoving and laughing for a minute or two when I decided that I wasn't really going to throw her in, she was fully dressed and just got here. I didn't let her know that though, and I was really enjoying this. I could see the muscles in her legs as she tried to push me over. What she lacked in height she made up for in having a toned body. "My decision to not throw her in the pool did not get communicated to her feet on the wet ground, she slipped and fell in. "I'm dead" I thought."You're dead", she said. She started making her way to the ladder. I hid behind a chair, laughing loudly at her.




My Sister My Aunt And Amy Oh My



"Don't blame me", I said "it's not my fault you're so clumsy". 

"I SLIPPED" she said, she couldn't even pretend to be mad she was laughing too much. "And at least I know the difference between leather and vinyl" she taunted.

"Oh my God, you knew?" I said, "Now I'm glad you fell in".

"Everyone knew. Well maybe not your sister, but she did seem to be interested in watching you sleep. I have to tell you, I did too. For a minute there I thought you knew too and were just going along with us. That's why I put my 2 cents in, telling you to hurry up; I didn't think you were going to do it. I was very surprised when I looked and saw you standing there buck naked. I was sorry to see you jump into the car. Your red face and failed attempt to cover up made the ride home all too short". Amy said as she got to the ladder and started up.

"Oh yea..." It was hard to have a come back to a hot woman telling you she liked seeing you naked. "well I err, I mean you could ummm ... wow" my stammering drifted to silence, not only because I couldn't think of anything to say but because as Amy climbed back on to the deck I saw her dripping wet white cut-off shirt clinging to her chest, showing me her tits almost as if she had no top on at all. The cold water or maybe the talk of my humiliation had made her nipples hard and erect. She noticed my focused attention and began to cross her arms over her chest but then had a look on her face as if some idea just entered her head.

"You know" she said, body soaking wet, "it would be justice for you to see me topless. Don't you think?" She didn't wait for me to answer; she took her shirt off and tossed it to the side.

"Justice would be you naked and tied up" I said, surprising even myself with my new-found boldness.

"Well you ain't gonna be tying me up, but naked I think we can manage" She said, knowing or not knowing that I was joking with her.

She didn't take her eyes off me as she undid her pants and drop them to the deck. She hadn't been wearing panties and without even a wrap around her I could see her full front; her pussy was shaved clean. My view was short lived as she stepped out of her pants and dove into the pool. I saw her naked back as she dove under the water. She came up the edge of the pool where I was standing and staring, a bulge in my shorts. "Well aren't you going to join me?" she asked.

My hesitation was only caused by my disbelief at what was going on. "Don't get shy on me now" Amy said "I've already seen all you have. Take it off and jump in". This was the second time today that Amy had told me to get naked in front of her, this time I wasn't at all reluctant. I stripped nude while she watched from the water. I walked to the edge, my hard cock a few feet over her. Then I dove in.

We met where we could both stand in the pool and kissed. My hands running over her body underwater. We stopped making out and she looked at me, the dove under the water, a second later I felt her grab my balls and pull me under. We started to wrestle in the water trying to touch each others' privates while protecting our own. This game went on for just a few minutes when Amy swam to and sat on the edge of the pool. I swam up to her. She sat with her legs spread apart and leaning back on her stretched out arms. I didn't know if she intended for me to, but I leaned in between her legs and licked her pussy. She didn't stop me, so I kept going.

Tasting Amy's pussy was unbelievable. She had her eyes closed and moved one hand to the back of my head. I continued to suck and lick her. She leaned out far enough that I could give some attention to her ass hole. She squirmed and moaned loudly as my wet tongue danced around her hole. She pulled me by the hair to move me back to her pussy, just in time for her to have an orgasm. I continued until she let out the breath she was holding and fell flat on her back. I slid out of the pool, the coldness not letting me be fully erect just yet. "Here, let me warm that up for you". Amy said. She knelt in front of me and took my hanging cock into her mouth. She was looking up at me, watching my reaction to the sensations that were running through my body. If I though my aunt was good at a hand-job, Amy's blowjob was like nothing I'd have ever felt. Two women that knew infinitely more than any girl my age.

With each outward movement she sucked had and my cock grew a little more. Soon my dick's memory of the cold water was gone and I was fully erect, standing over a gorgeous naked blond. I wanted to fuck her right there but I didn't have the strength to stop her from sucking me. She played with my balls with both hands as her mouth did all the work on my cock. Her tongue ran up and down my shaft while I was still in her mouth. If the way it felt wasn't enough, the sight of WHO was doing this to me was made my balls start to throb. She stopped dead, leaving me at the edge of cumming "maybe I shouldn't" she teased. I could have fainted. But she said she was kidding and wanted to make it last longer. She started on me again and as I was nearing the point of no return again, she ran her fingers behind my balls and let one gently rub my asshole.

This was too much and it sent a vibe up my spine, my dick exploded into Amy's mouth, she caught it all and swallowed it. She continued to rub my hole, making my orgasm last twice as long. "That was amazing" we both said together. "I'd better shoot back home and change before you aunt and sister get back." Amy said. She had nothing dry to wear so I got to watch her run to her car naked and drive away. Lucky for her there was no one around that could see her. It turns out we had only 5 minutes to spare before they got back with the food and movie. But by then I was dry and since my clothes had remained dry they didn't suspect a thing. 

I told my aunt that Amy had to run home for something. She was back at my aunt's house only about 10 minutes after they arrived. We ate dinner then watched some stupid chick-flick that they rented. On the couch I had Amy on one side of me and Donna on the other. Everyone seemed to be in a great mood. I had no doubts as to why. After the movie we were all exhausted and decided to turn in. Amy said her good-nights and said we'd see her tomorrow. She gave me a deliberate look and smiled as she left.

My aunt and sister dispersed to their rooms and I got ready for and climbed into bed. After everything that happen today I didn't feel like wearing and pajamas; I laid in bed in the nude. I was on my back reliving all of the day's events. All I could think was "wow". I laid on my side and closed my eyes. The room was dark except for a small night light. I didn't hear her come into the room but I felt her slowly slide under the sheets next to me. She pressed up against me and put her arm around me, her hand resting on my chest. She didn't say anything and I didn't turn around but I knew it was Donna, after all she's my sister and I could just tell. I could also tell from her warm flesh against mine that she was naked too.

I rolled over to face her, "Hey Bro" she said "what a day huh? I was thinking about what almost happened before, what we started." "And?" was all I said. "And... I want to finish it, with you". We stopped talking and kissed, like before but harder now, more passionate. She threw off the sheets, letting me see her in the dim light. I nestled up next to her and let the tip of my tongue touch her nipple. My right hand played with her other tit for a moment before slowly caressing her body on the way down to her pussy. My middle and forefinger, wet from her excitement, rubbed and teased her clit. She reached down and took hold of my rigid cock, pulling me on top of her.

I laid between her legs and looked her in the face. We started to make out again as she led my dick to where she wanted it most. Without stopping our kiss, holding hands, I gently slid my dick into my little sister's pussy. She kept her eyes open the entire time and watched the face of her brother as he entered her. After a few slow strokes, I upped the pace until we were in a perfect rhythm. She wrapped her legs around me; her heals on my ass, goading me to thrust harder into her. From the grip she had on my hands I could tell she came, but she didn't let me stop, she kept her hold on me with her legs. I lasted longer that I would have ever thought but even with having cum twice this day already, my body reached its limit. I quickly pulled out and shot a load of cum onto my sister's chest and belly. I stroked myself while she watched me run dry. She squeezed out the last drop, put it on her finger and watched me watch her lick if off.

We both got in the shower together; remembering to lock both our bedroom doors. It was great to see her body again in the bright light. She got my balls all soapy while I made sure she had the cleanest tits in the state. Eventually we had to get out. She came back into my room and spent the night sleeping next to me. The next day and the rest of the week were much more normal, but I can't say they were innocent. My aunt and Amy soon found out about each other but they didn't mind, they thought it was both cool and hot. No one ever found out about Donna and me. They didn't seem to suspect anything, even when we didn't complain when all four of us went skinny dipping together.

The four of us had a great week. I can't wait to visit again.



My Sister - My Cousin - My Wife



At 22, Samuel Clover is hopelessly in love with his 20-year-old sister, Sally. One day, he sees her looking sad, and asks, "What's up, my lovely Sal?" 

Knowing she can trust her big brother, she tells him, "I let my boy-friend have sex, yesterday. He was very rough and hurt me as he broke in!" 

Sam is upset. "What a pig! I'd be real gentle if you would let me love you," he tells her. 

To his amazement, she tells him, "I'm sure you would, my brother. Well, I rather fancy letting you, so, when can we do it?" 

"You know Mom and Dad will be going for their regular visit to old Mrs, Morris, this afternoon. They'll probably be away for their usual couple of hours. We'll use your bedroom once they are safely on their way. Is that O.K.?"

"Sounds good to me," she answers. "I'm looking forward to seeing how good my brother will be with me," she enthuses.

Once their parents are away, Sam joins Sal in her room, "Right my sweet sister," he says. "I was surprised when you agreed to let me do this with you - so let's strip for action."

She is a little more nervous than her big brother, but soon follows his lead. As they stand naked, facing each other, he exclaims. ""Wow! Not just a pretty face, but my dear sister has a highly desirous body, too! Love you hairy pussy! I'm sure I can hear it just purring, 'Come on in.' All right, I'll be in soon enough."

He sits beside her on her bed. Taking one, then the other, he squeezes, strokes and fondles her ample breasts. "Mmm," she moans, "that feels so good!" she tells him.

He responds by sucking and licking her now-erect nipples. "Ooo, you're doing amazing things to me. This is just wonderful!" she coos. 

Putting his hand on her knee, he strokes slowly up her inner thigh. Reaching her hairy hole, he slides one finger, then two, into her pussy. "You feel so nice and wet and warm, sweet Sal. I can't wait any longer -- I'm coming in," he tells her. 

Taking a condom from his shirt pocket, he stretches it over his stiff penis. Pushing her gently down onto her back, he climbs up and kneels between her legs. He takes most of his weight on his left arm as he lowers himself onto her body. With his right hand, he guides his rampant cock to the entrance of her vagina and eases himself inside her.. 

"My, you feel so big inside me, my super Sam!" she gasps.

"But I'm not hurting you, am I?" he asks, rather anxiously.

"Oh, no. You are as gentle as you promised -- and as I expected, my dear, loving brother," she assures him, kissing him lovingly.

"Then are you ready for action?" he asks.

"Oh, yes please!" she tells him, eagerly.

Starting slowly, he builds up the rhythm lovers have experienced and practiced over the years. The faster he works her, the more breathless they get, until she gasps, "Ooh, what's happening?" 

"It's called a climax," he explains -- and promptly reaches his own, coming good and strong. 

"Thank you, my gentle brother -- that was awesome." she tells him, when she regains her breath. "I want more like that!"

"I truly enjoyed it, too, so it will be my pleasure, my sweet sister," he assures her. 

And with her bedroom being further away from their parents' room than his, he visits her often -- when everyone is supposed to be asleep. His 'hopeless love' becomes hers, too, with such forbidden love being so much enjoyed as the siblings practice it.

One night, Mom Janet hears a noise and goes to her daughter's room to investigate. Catching them hard at it, in the very act, she demands, "What IS going on?"

Sally replies, "I'm sure you can see clearly enough, Mother! If you need to ask -- my dear brother and I were just enjoying the most awesome sexual intercourse imaginable. And yes, we know that the world will condemn it and call it 'incest' -- but we love each other too much to care what anyone thinks!"

Dad Henry follows his wife into the room and she bursts out, "Can you believe that I just caught our children in the act of incest?" 

Sam comes straight out and tells him, "It's all true, Dad, but I love Sally so much and I want to marry her!" 

Henry takes it all much more calmly than Janet. With so much understanding, he says "There must be a way round this. Meanwhile, for safety's sake -- go 'on the Pill', Sally."

Since they are evidently going to continue to share a bed, he buys them a good Queen-size one. 

He calls a full-family conference with his twin George, his wife and three daughters. Sally tells them all of the love she and Sam have grown to enjoy. Mary asks, "Does anyone have any bright ideas on how we can solve such a seemingly impossible problem?"

Sarah says, "You all know how so many folks take me and Sally to be at least sisters -- in not twins. I always figure that's because we inherit some sort of 'twin genes' from our Dads. Well, if we were to swop places -- then you could marry as cousins."  

There is much discussion, but eventually everyone agrees that the plan might work. So Sarah and Sally swop places, live in each other's homes -- and take on each other's identities. When Sam and 'Sarah' announce their plan to marry, no-one expresses surprise -- only delight and happiness 'for cousins who seem to be made for each other.'

Before the wedding, Sarah/Sally comes off the Pill. As an almost traditional part of their nuptials, Sam fills his new wife with his cream, making her happily pregnant. The resulting twin girls -- who, naturally, grow up to inherit the good looks of their aunts -- are the first of a whole brood of babies!



My Sister, My Cum Slut



This story is a complete work of fiction. All characters are over the age of 18. 




How did this all start you ask? How did my sister become my cum slut? Well, it all started when I was 24. My younger sister, Kristen, was 19. We had never been super close, but we had some mutual friends and we got along well. I had begun to notice how sexy my little sister had grown up to be. She was shy and never had many boyfriends. I knew she wasn't a virgin, but I also knew she was never really popular with the guys. It's a shame too. She had long, black curly hair, a nice cute face, and a short but slender body. Her b-cup breasts were very well proportioned for her body. I often found myself jealous of the boyfriend she did have. I often wondered what she enjoyed sexually but always assumed that her sex life was rather boring. I always wanted to change that, and change it I did.

I had just graduated college and returned home. I briefly lived with my parents and Kristen before finding a place of my own. I hadn't had sex in awhile since my old college girls were all hundreds of miles away and my old highschool girlfriends were all in committed relationships or married. I missed my old cum sluts and the way I'd be able to force them to take my cum as well as the cum of other guy's. I always enjoyed taking control of them and being in charge of their mouths, pussies, and asses. I definitely tried to find girls to fuck, but coming from a small town it wasn't easy. It was during this time at my parents' that I noticed how sexy my little sis was. One weekend while my parents were out she had her boyfriend over and I could hear them having sex in her room. I snuck to her door to listen, hoping to hear something great. The sex sounded dull and boring though, and didn't last long. I was disappointed and managed to sneak back to my room and masturbate alone to some porn.

Not long after I moved out, Kristen also found a place of her own. Me and her boyfriend helped her move in. He was an alright guy, but just boring. I didn't really talk to him much. After we were done he stayed as I left and I found myself jealous of him for being able to break in the new place with my sister. I fantasized about her taking all of my 8" cock in every hole and getting filled with cum. I hadn't cum that hard in a long time.

One night we made plans to meet some mutual friends at a small, local bar. I hadn't seen them in awhile and was excited to see them. One of the friends was Lauren, my first real cum slut in highschool. The other three were the three brother, Mike, Matt, and Paul. I had tossed them a few of my cum sluts before I went to college and during summer breaks. Of course, my sister never knew any of this. I went to great lengths to keep her from knowing the how many girls I had fucked and my level of depravity. 

I went to Kristen's to pick her up and take her to the bar. She was dressed in a t-shirt and sweat pants, looking like she had lounged all night until now.

"So, are you ready to go," I asked. 

"I just want to change real quick"

I waited for what seemed like way too long after she went to her room. I know girls can take forever to get ready, but I was anxious and just wanted to go to the bar. I decided to go see what was taking so long and walked outside her room. Her door was slightly ajar and I looked in. Inside was my sister, wearing nothing but panties, laying on her bed, with one hand in her panties furiously rubbing her pussy. I was instantly hard as I had been fantasizing about her and hadn't had sex in months. I began touching myself without realizing it, turned on by what I was seeing and by hearing her soft moans. I was in auto pilot when I opened the door and stepped inside, my cock already bulging against my pants.

She saw me walk in, my pants tented from my hard cock. She quickly pulled her hand out of your panties and tried to cover herself with her blanket. I got to the bed and my instinct of making girls my cum sluts took over. I yanked the blanket from her hands, exposing her breasts and making her feel even more vulnerable. She looked at me with a mix of fear and excitement as she set topless in front of her sex crazed brother. She let out a small yelp when I grabbed her and pulled her to me. I forced my mouth onto hers as I undid my pants and let them fall to the floor. I took off my shirt and threw it aside. She was scared but began to get excited when she saw the big 8" bulge in my underwear. I pulled her closer and put my mouth to her nipple. I began biting and sucking as she tried to push me away.

"No, no, you're my brother, stop" she exclaimed as I worked my mouth on her tits. 

I reached down and ripped off her panties, I threw the ruined clothing to the corner. I reached down and stuck a finger in her pussy. It was wet enough that I could tell she was excited. I quickly removed my underwear, exposing my large cock. She tried to push me away again, but accidentally brushed against my cock. Her excitement caused her to grab it. It twitched at her touch. I stood over her and grabbed her head. I pushed her towards my hard member and forced her to take it in her mouth. 

She resisted at first. She pushed against my legs, trying to get my cock out of her mouth. I was too strong and kept thrusting into her mouth, pressing the head of my penis into her throat. She was getting wetter and wetter and soon her desire took over and she closed her lips around my shaft. She swirled her tongue around the head as I kept thrusting into her mouth. I had to give her credit, she was pretty good at sucking cock. I moaned with pleasure as my sister sucked my hard cock. She begin to finger her bare pussy as she worked her lips up and down my shaft. Her other hand cupped my balls. I began to moan louder and louder. She felt my balls tense up and my cock stiffen even more as I shoved all of it down her throat. My cock spasmed in her mouth as I cummed, depositing it down her throat. She gagged but I held her head all the way down on my cock. She swallowed shot after shot of cum, and I watched as some dribbled down her chin. I pushed her off my still hard cock and roughly shoved her onto the bed. I climbed between her legs and put my lips to her pussy. 

My lips met her pussy and my tongue flicked out to taste her wetness. She was already close to cumming as I roughly plunged two fingers into my sister's tight pussy. She was immediately filled with a mix of pain and pleasure. My tongue flicked at her clit as I fingered her and my other hand reached up to squeeze her breast. I pinched at her hard nipple as my fingers kept thrusting into her. She began to cum as my tongue lapped at her juices. She moaned with pleasure and ground her pussy against my face. She was in complete ecstasy as she came from her brother's tongue and fingers. She yelled my name as her orgasm reached it's peak. I removed my fingers and pushed my tongue inside of her so I could taste all of her juices. As her orgasm subsided I continued licking, making sure I got all of my sister's juices. I came up from her pussy and kissed her, she could taste her pussy on my lips. She ran her hands all over my back and felt my once again hard cock rubbing her soaked pussy.

As her orgasm fully subsided she briefly came to her senses. She began to panic and tried to push me off of her. I was too big and held her down, my cock precariously close to penetrating her pussy. She scratched at my back and chest, but the lust for my sister kept me on top of her. 

"No, no, don't," she screamed even though an increasingly large part of her wanted to feel the size of my cock inside of her. 

Suddenly I thrusted the entirety of my stiff cock inside of her. She instinctively moaned as she took all of her brother's cock for the first time. Her scratches on my back turned into grasps as I thrust in and out of her. It hurt with pleasure as her pussy took the biggest cock she ever had. I began by thrusting slow but hard and deep. Over and over again I explored her insides with my cock, pushing it deep inside of her. Her tight pussy clinched around my cock as the pleasure took over her body. She pushed her hips against mine, trying to get me deeper and deeper. I started to thrust faster and harder as she felt another orgasm begin to take over her body. She yelled my name and moaned as the orgasm swelled inside of her. Her muscles spasmed and her limbs tingled as she cummed harder than she ever had. 

"Oh sis, oh sis, oh shit, I'm going to cum," I yelled while moaning. 

She felt my cock spasm inside of her as my cum shot deep inside her pussy. The rush of cum pushed her orgasm over the edge and she was enraptured in euphoric ecstasy. She called out to me and ground her hips into me. She felt a mix of her brother's cum and her juices drip around my cock and out of her pussy. I gave a couple more thrusts, depositing all of my cum inside of her. She layed there, unable to move after all the pleasure and excitement. I pulled out and even more cum dripped out of her pussy. I stood up and looked at her ravaged body on the bed. My sister, my fuck toy, my cum slut. I used her ripped panties to wipe the sweat off of my face and chest and lightly tossed them onto her stomach. She just layed there, thinking about what happened. She looked pleased and scared. She felt euphoric and used. She didn't know what just happened or what would happen next. All she knew is that she was already feeling a hunger for her brother's cock and cum. She started crying.

I wasn't done, I had to make sure she was my new cum slut. I grabbed he by the hair and pulled her to a sitting position on the bed. I pulled her to my still stiff, cum covered cock and forced her to take it in her mouth to clean it. I watched as she cleaned off my cock. Her tears ran down her cheeks and onto my hard cock. I know it's kind of sick, but I love seeing a good cum slut cry. It makes it feel all the sweeter. She tasted the mix of cum, sweat, and tears and tried to tell herself you don't like it, but she couldn't ignore how wet her sore, cum filled pussy was getting. She didn't want to like this, being forced to clean off her brother's cock, but she knew she. She couldn't stop crying as I pulled her hair and forced her to clean me off with her tongue. I forced her to lick all the sweat and cum off my balls. I decided that I was clean enough and pushed her head away. I made her stand up and face me. She was still crying and couldn't look me in the eyes. She was both excited and ashamed of being her brother's new cum slut. My face appeared stoic and emotionless. We were both breathing heavy, but the only sound was her sobbing. She was scared and wondering what I'd do next. 

Suddenly I grabbed her and spun her around. I pushed her down to bend her over the bed. She yelped in fear at the suddenness of the action. My cock was fully hard again and I shoved it into your sore, cum drenched pussy. She was immediately turned on again and pushed against me to get it deeper. I only gave a couple of thrusts before pulling out. She felt me line my hard cock up to her ass. As it touched her ass cheeks she felt the wetness of my cum and her pussy juice that covered my cock once again. I slowly pushed into her tight ass. I could tell by her tightness and he cries that she'd never taken a cock there and the pain was almost unbearable. "No, don't, please, brother, not my ass" she said through tears as she reached back to try and push me away. Her pleading and pushing made me want it more and I suddenly and violently thrust all of my cock deep into her ass. She screamed in pain and began to cry louder as her brother's cock stretched her ass. I thrust hard and deep, getting faster with each push. She began to enjoy it through the pain as her ass loosened to accommodate my hard cock. Her ass was so tight and felt so good around my cock. I had never fucked an ass that felt so good. Soon I felt the need to cum again. 

"I'm going to cum in my sister's ass," I told her "and you're going to like it". 

She was scared and unable cum through the pain. She couldn't answer, but your louder sobs and cries of pain and pleasure are the only answer I needed. I shoved my cock deep inside of her all and she felt my cock shoot cum deep into her ass. I held her against me, shooting all my cum deep into her ass. I pulled out and my cum dribbled out of her ass, down her pussy, and down her leg. She stayed bent over, her only movement being her back and stomach spasms from her sobbing. I threw a towel at her and told her to get a shower so we could meet our friends at the bar. She got up and just before she got to the door I grabbed her hard by the arm.

"From now on you're not my sister. You're just my whore and my cum slut. You'll do what I say, when I say. Got it?" I said into her red, crying eyes.

She was still crying and couldn't speak, but she nodded to reply. She now knew she was mine. She was no longer in control of her pussy, her brother was. She had never been happier or felt more used than at this moment. She got into the shower and I got out my phone to text our friends. I was going to make sure Kristen got a great introduction to being my cum slut...



My Sister, My Fuck Buddy



READER'S NOTE: This is the fifth in a series of autobiographical stories relating my incestuous relationship with my sister over the last quarter of a century.

As my sister continued with her college education during the 1980-1981 school year, she was living off campus several hours drive away while I remained at our parents house growing more and more bored.

I turned 20 and decided I had to make a break with everything, and impulsively decided to enlist in the US Marine Corps. I signed on for four years and told the recruiting sargeant that I would prefer to leave as soon as they could arrange it.

My parents were surprised, but not did not disapprove. They wanted to hold a "going-away" party for me and invite all of the extended family, but I told them I didn't want a big fuss and not to do it.

My sister found out about a week after I signed the enlistment papers, on a visit back home during February of 1981, and she was shocked. 

She didn't say a thing about the abrupt cessation of our incestuous relationship, but I could read the dissapointment in her face when I told her at the family dinner table that night. Like myself, she wasn't to necessarily miss her sibling as much as she was going to miss the wonderful experience of having someone handy to fuck whenever she got horny, without all the emotional baggage of having a boyfriend.

I had come to the conclustion that one of the reasons I wasn't dating so much anymore was that whenever my balls got overly filled with cum all I had to do was visit my sister and fuck her 'till I was dry. Likewise, whenever her pussy got hot and wet all she had to do was spread her legs for my cock to satisfy the yearnings.

That night after everyone was asleep my sister snuck into my bedroom at about 3:30 AM and crept under my blankets. I awoke as a reaction to the gentle sensation of my 19 year old sister's nose nuzzling my swollen balls while her right hand grasped the shaft of my semi-hard cock possessively. Before long she was sucking me in a slow but firm manner, while she lay down next to me with her face at my crotch and her pussy next to my face. As my sister continued to administer to my cock and balls, I spread her legs apart and used my fingers and tongue to bring pleasure to her pussy and clit.

It didn't take long before she had to remove her mouth from my cock, as she was by now panting for air. Without hardly making a noise, I could tell she had orgasmed on my fingers. 

She lay on her stomach unmoving, except for the still-rapid rise and fall of her chest as she breathed heavily. I arose and knelt behind her, once again spreading her legs and lifting her ass off the bed. With one sudden stab, my cock entered my sister's drenched pussy from the rear and I began to fuck her in earnest.

For whatever reason, I decided to count the strokes of my cock in-and-out of my sister's pussy. My sister was again on the verge of bliss, as she began to utter soft moans. I had to "sssshhhh" her, lest our parents awake at qaurter to four in the morning to find their children fucking. As the strokes of my cock meat reached 100, I bend forward to grab my sister's titties from underneath and pinched her nipples roughly while continuing my steady pace.

After a few moments, I pulled back and grabbed her by the hips and began to fuck her more rapidly, using my hands to pull her body back at the same instant my cock jabbed forward. 

When the number of strokes reached the 200 count (which probably took all of 3-4 minutes in reality), I pulled out and rolled my sister over onto her back.

I positioned her legs over my shoulders and placed my cock at the entrance to her pussy before I once again entered and began pounding away once more. My sister reached behind me and grabbed my asscheeks, squeezing them roughly while pulling me towards her. Her index finger of her right hand caressed the crack of ass while I fucked her, eventually finding my asshole which she played with.

My balls began to send my brain that sensation that let me know that a volcano-like eruption of hot cum was going to occur at any time. I was at about 270 strokes and wanted desperately, for some unexplicable reason, to make to the 300th stroke before I allowed my cock to spurt forth their lava of lust.

I just barely made it, making it to 302, before I pulled my cock from sister's twat and straddled her chest. As I sat on her tits I stroked my meat and blasted frightening amounts of cum all over her face. The first rope hit her square on the forehead and actually bounced off slightly, dripping down her nose. The second and third shots of cum hit her hard on her right eyebrow and right cheek. The remaining shots of cum, about four or five, I tried to aim at her mouth. The result was my sister's face was totally covered in white cum from her brother's cock. After I finished I touched her face and found the cum was still hot.

With both hands I rubbed my cum into her face, making it disappear into her skin like some bizarre lotion. She remained silent, reaching for my slowly-softening cock and holding it in both her hands. 

She kissed my balls and licked her pussy juice from my cock, murmuring "I'm going to miss you." I didn't know if she were speaking to me or my cock!

Easy was something the Marine Corps was not.

Boot Camp was 12 weeks of relentless hell at Parris Island, South Carolina. Even in May, when I arrived, the temperature there was in the 80s and humid. By July it was hotter than the surface of the sun, but by then I had acclimated myself to the heat.

I wrote letters home to my parents and sister, and received letters in reply. I never mentioned anything sexual in writing to my sister, nor did she in her responses back to me. 

Our incestuous relationship continued to be something that was simply acknowledged in the flesh, but never openly discussed either verbally or, now, in writing.

After Boot Camp, in August of 1981, I went back home for ten days of "leave" before shipping out to my next duty station in Quantico, Virginia, about 40 miles south of Washington DC. During my ten days of leave my parents went through great pains to make sure all the neighbors, their friends, our relatives, etc all got a chance to see my in my uniform. It was like being an animal at a zoo.

My sister had already left home for her softmore year in college but returned the night before I was to leave. She now had a car of her own, a 1976 Ford Pinto, which she could use to drive back-and-forth from college to home at will. 

On that night, she took me for a ride after dinner to show me how good of a driver she was. She took me to the nearest shopping mall and said she had to buy a couple of things. We walked inside and soon found ourselves inside a store where she bought some shampoo, hair conditioner, soap, etc - stuff like that.

Bored, my eye spotted some K-Y Jelly sitting on a shelf. My cock began to rise before my brain made the connection.

I grabbed a jar and put it in my sister's basket.

At the counter she purchased all of her items, pausing a second when she took the KY out. I whispered in her ear, "I need some of that. I'll pay you back, OK?"

She glanced at me for just a second, before placing it on the counter where the clerk punched in the price.

After leaving the store, we walked through the mall where I looked for the nearest clothing store. Finding one, I led my sister inside and went straight to the dressing rooms. She said "What are you doing?" and I replied "You'll see. I think you'll like it."

I grabbed a dress of some sort at random. We passed a 40-ish looking woman who was going into a changing room while we went into another changing room across from her.

"Changing rooms" was where customers could try on clothes to see if they fit. They weren't really "rooms", but stalls with six foot tall mirrors from the floor-up on three sides, with a sliding curtain serving as the "door" to the room on the fourth side.

I tossed the dress to the carpet and found the KY jar in my sister's bad. I unbuckled her blue jeans and pulled them down to her ankles, with her panties following afterwards. She had by now figured out my less-than-plan, and was starting to breath heavily, with her tits rising and falling beneath her "Star War" t-shirt.

I turned her away from me and she bent over at the waist without being told.

I unbuttoned and lowered my own pants. Reaching into the KY jar, I grabbed a glob. With one hand I spread my sister's asscheeks (she assisted) and smeared the jelly on her asshole with the other. I finger fucked her asshole for a few seconds, before retreiving another glob of the jelly which I then lubricated my cock, which by now was hard enough to hammer through steel.

Wasting no time, I placed my cock at the entrance to my sister's asshole and began pushing. She pushed back, and within seconds I was fucking my sister up the ass in a semi-public place. I slowly pushed back and forth, each time penetrating a little bit further inside her asshole. She was breathing harder, and I could tell she was fingering her pussy and rubbing her clit as I ass-fucked her.

I watched our reflections in the three mirrors of the changing room, which made me feel like a voyeur watching others.

My cock had gotten so hard from the resistance of my sister's tight asshole that it felt as long and hard as a telephone pole as I pounded away faster at her bottom.

Stretched to the limit to accomodate my organ, my sister seemed about ready to faint from the sensation of being buggered by her brother's cock.

Ever feel like you're being watched?

At that moment I did and glanced in the mirror which faced the door/sliding curtain. In the changing room directly across from us, the 40-ish woman was staring at us with mouth agape. She was standing on the small bench that each room had for customers to sit on. At that point I blurted out "Take it in your ass." out loud, so that the 40-ish woman might know that it was a pussy I was fucking so hard, but an asshole.

My sister whispered "Ssssshhh." but I couldn't be stopped at this stage.

I began reaming her with piston-like speed, my cock entering her all the way to my balls.

I clenched my teeth and stared straight into the mirror's reflection of the 40-ish woman, making direct eye contact with her as I proceeded to make love to my sister anally.

She nodded her head up and down and mouthed the word "yes" to me. Clearly, she was masturbating while watching us.

Upon the realization of this, I could hold out no more.

I withdrew my cock and shot five or six ropes of white cum directly onto the mirror. My sister turned to see this and let out a laugh.

We hurriedly dressed. Before leaving, I cleaned off the cum-soaked mirror with the dress I'd grabbed earlier. As we left, I tossed the dress over the top of the other changing room, where the 40-ish woman still was.

My sister drove us home, having trouble sitting down in the carseat due to the soreness my cock had caused. 

The next day I left for Quantico, taking my own car for the long drive down Interstate 95. 



My Sister, My Guide



Lee was reviewing the third quarter Alcoa financial report. It'd been a busy week with all the volatility in the market. He looked up at the wall across the office to relax his eyes, and noticed the clock. "Shit, and I promised Diane I'd be home early," he muttered to himself. He threw the report in his briefcase, and grabbed his coat as he shut the door. He relaxed a little as he got behind the wheel of his cherry red 1998 Mazda Miata. The roar of the engine always lifted his spirits, at least until he got out of the parking garage. With the top down, even the city traffic was somewhat more bearable. He enjoyed the wind blowing though his hair while driving the twenty miles of uncrowded interstate that highlighted the end of his commute.

Diane was vacuuming the living room. Her sister Linda was coming up for a weekend visit. She was bringing her new boyfriend, David. Diane hadn't seen Linda in almost a year, although they talked on the phone at least twice a month. Since Diane's marriage three years ago, she and Linda had only seen each other a few times. Diane thought of all the good times she'd had with her sister. They'd gotten close when she was fifteen, and just started dating. Linda was three years older, and although she hadn't dated much, she helped Diane to remain true to her feelings and make good dating choices. Even after Diane finished high school she and Linda remained close. They both lived at home with their parents until Linda moved a couple of hundred miles away to pursue her acting career. A couple of years later Diane moved out when she married Lee. Lee pulling into the garage startled Diane from her reverie.

David and Linda were traveling up the interstate. He was driving, and she was sitting next to him. She reminded him, "While were visiting, don't call me Mistress in front of Lee. When he's around, you're just my boyfriend."

"Yes Mistress."

Linda smiled. Even after being together a year, it still thrilled her when David called her Mistress. She closed her eyes and remembered how she'd met David. She was acting with a local theater group. One of the actors had brought his friend, David, to help with set construction. David was a pretty good carpenter, and they finished quickly. Linda watched him as he worked, and decided she'd like to know him better. They went out to get some coffee, and walked along the riverfront for a couple of hours, just talking. They went out a few times before she'd invited him up to her apartment. She'd been seeing him for a couple of months when he asked her to tie him up and whip him. She remembered how surprised she felt, but she did it. At first, being dominant was another role to play, but she discovered that she really liked how it felt to have him sexually subservient and serve her.

Linda lit a cigarette and watched the trees pass by. Before she'd met David she'd always tried to quit, but just couldn't. Now, smoking gave her something to do while she was teasing or tormenting him. She wanted to tease him now, but she didn't want to stop anywhere. After she finished the cigarette she reclined the car seat, pulled her skirt up, and put her hand in her panties. She rubbed her clit, slowly at first, then faster and faster until she had an orgasm. Knowing David was glancing at her while he was driving made her grin. She took her hand out and held her fingers in front of his face. He licked the wet fingers until she took her hand away, pulled her skirt down, and raised the seat back up.

"Thank you Mistress." David enjoyed glancing at Linda pleasure herself and was happy to be with a woman that understood how he wanted to be treated. At work and in life everyone else expected him to act like a macho man, when what made him happy was to make a woman feel special. He enjoyed how Linda grinned so much when she teased or tormented him, almost like a child on Christmas morning.

Lee and Diane came out as David pulled up in the driveway. Lee helped with the bags, while Diane and Linda hugged. They went inside and sat down in the living room.

Lee asked, "Would anyone like a drink?"

Linda answered, "Sure, rum and coke."

Diane said, "I'll just have gin and tonic."

Lee mixed the drinks and brought them to the living room. "David, would you like anything?"

David asked, "Do you have a beer?"

Lee smiled and answered, "Budweiser and Heineken. Which would you like?"

"Budweiser, thanks."

Lee got a Budweiser for David and a Heineken for himself. Lee and David sipped on their beers while Diane and Linda caught up on family happenings. Diane noticed the time and said, "I'd better check on dinner."

David asked, "Can I help you?"

Diane answered, "Sure, I could use your help." They got up and went into the kitchen. Lee looked at Linda, and noticed she was grinning. "So, how's the acting going?"

"Great. I'm playing the role of Marjorie in "The Tale of the Allergist's Wife"."

"Super. Tell me all about it."

Linda talked about her role while Lee listened. In the kitchen, Diane turned the chicken in the oven and started making the mashed potatoes and boiling water for the corn. She looked up and asked David, "How do you like being Linda's sex slave?"

David grinned and answered, "I prefer to think of myself as Linda's servant, ma'am."

"Oh please, don't call me ma'am. That makes me feel so old."

"As you wish, Mis, uh, Diane."

"That's better. Do you do anything that Linda tells you to do?"

"Generally, yes."

"Wow. Would you do anything I told you to do?"

"I only obey my Mistress, not all women. But since she's already told me to answer your questions and obey you, then yes Diane, I'd probably do anything you told me to do."

Diane stirred the mashed potatoes. "Unzip your pants and pull out your cock."

David unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. It was semi-erect, about five inches long and about an inch thick.

Diane smiled and said, "Looks a bit limp. Get it hard for me."

David stroked his cock a few times until it was erect.

"That's much better. You have a nice sized cock."

David's face flushed. "Thank you Diane."

Diane put the corn in the boiling water, then looked at David. "You can put it away now."

David put his cock back in his pants and pulled the zipper up. "Yes Diane."

Diane spooned the mashed potatoes into a serving bowl. "Linda and I have been talking on the phone about your relationship for several months, and it sounds fascinating. I asked you to do the first thing that popped into my head, and was pleased when you obeyed so quickly and easily. That was the first time in a long time a man just did something I told him to do."

David looked at the floor and asked, "Could you show me where you keep things, in case Mistress wants me to get her something?"

Diane showed David where the dishes and silverware were kept. He looked through the pantry while she finished preparing dinner. They served dinner on the dining room table, and Linda and Lee came to sit down. Dinner was quiet. David and Linda helped Diane clean up the dinner dishes. Linda yawned and said, "If you don't mind, we'd like to go to bed. It's been a long day."

Diane said, "Sure. We'll see you in the morning." Linda and David went into the guest bedroom. Diane turned to Lee and asked, "How do you feel?"

Lee answered, "I'm a little tired, too."

Diane snuggled up to him and whispered, "How about we take a shower together, then see what happens."

Lee smiled. "That sounds like a great idea. Let's go."

Diane and Lee took a shower together. The held each other and kissed while the warm water caressed their bodies. After the shower, they cuddled for a while, and then Diane gave Lee a slow sensuous blowjob. Diane fell asleep cuddling with Lee.

The guest bedroom had a private shower. Linda commanded, "I'm going to take a shower while you unpack. Put my robe on the vanity."

"Yes Mistress." Linda went into the bathroom, got undressed, and turned on the shower. David unpacked the suitcases and put everything away, except his slave cuffs. He put the robe on the vanity just as Linda turned off the shower. She waited until she heard him close the bathroom door to step out of the shower and dry off. She put the robe on and went into the bedroom. David was already naked and kneeling on the floor by the bathroom door. "Take a quick shower."

"Yes Mistress." David got up and took a shower while Linda sat down on the bed and checked the slave cuffs. She had bought him a pair of leather wrist restraints and a pair of leather ankle restraints. A chain attached to the wrist restraints could be locked to anything, keeping him any place she wanted. She was about to get up and order him out of the shower when she heard the water stop running. He came back to the bed, and knelt down in front of her. She looked down and asked him, "How many orgasms have I had?"

"Seventeen, Mistress," David answered. He looked down at the floor in front of the bed.

"I'm too tired tonight. Get up."

David stood up, turned around, and put his hands behind his back. Linda buckled the wrist and ankle restraints. He knelt down on a velour blanket by the side of the bed. She ran the chain through the ankle restraints, then locked it to the foot of the bed. She left little of the chain free, so he couldn't straighten his back. She liked to see him kneeling this way because it made his cock look even more exposed.

Linda stood up in front of David, and took off her robe. His cock grew. The only time he saw her naked now was after he was bound. She sat down on the side of the bed, took out a cigarette, and lit it. She took a puff, and glanced over at him. His cock was fully erect. She smiled and smoked the cigarette while he watched. After she finished the cigarette, she turned off the lamp and slipped under the covers. She could hear him moving to lie down. She thought about masturbating, but she decided to go to sleep. Besides, she could have him eat her tomorrow night, when she wasn't as tired. She smiled as she thought about how much he liked to eat her pussy.

David felt a cool breeze on his chest and cock. The short chain forced him to lie on his side with his back bent. His cock was still throbbing, and he knew it would be a while before he could sleep. Mistress was the most beautiful woman in the world, especially when she smoked naked. Her breasts were magnificent. It'd been nine months since he'd last touched them. He thought about how soft they'd felt and how her nipples would harden when he ran his fingers or tongue over them. He thought about how much pleasure he gave Mistress with his tongue. She'd taught him how she liked best to be eaten, and gave him plenty of opportunities to practice. He drifted off to sleep, thinking about Mistress.

Linda got up the next morning and put on her robe. David was awake, looking up at her. She took her time in the bathroom. David's cock was so erect in the morning, and she loved to see that. She unlocked the chain from the bed, and unbuckled the restraints. David went to the bathroom while she got dressed. David got dressed, and they went down to the kitchen to make some breakfast.

Diane and Lee got dressed and came down while Linda and David were eating. After breakfast, they went to the harbor and spent the morning seeing the aquarium. They lunched at Planet Hollywood, and did some shopping in the afternoon. They were tired by the time they got home, but a shower made everyone feel a little better. No one was in the mood for dinner, so they went into the living room wearing their robes. Lee made drinks for Linda and Diane, and got a beer for David and himself. They were sitting around talking when Linda brought up the subject of sex.

"Lee, what's the wildest thing you and Diane have done in bed?"

"Um, I'm not sure Diane wants me to say."

Diane looked at Lee and said, "Go ahead Lee, you can tell her. She's my sister."

Lee took a swig of beer. "Ok then. One night I fucked Diane in the ass."

Linda looked surprised. "Oh my. How did it feel, Diane?"

Diane looked at Lee, then Linda. "It felt really great. Lee took it nice and easy, and when his cock was inside me I felt really full. I came, and it felt totally different than a regular orgasm."

Lee looked at Linda. "And what's the wildest thing you and David have done in bed?"

Linda smiled. "I tied David up and had him eat my pussy until I couldn't stand it any more, before I let him loose. Have you ever let Diane tie you up, Lee?"

"No, I haven't. I haven't tied her up either. I think that's just too kinky for Diane and I."

"Oh, really." Linda looked at Diane. "Would you like to tie Lee up?"

Diane looked at Lee, then back at Linda. "I've thought about it, but I've never had the nerve to ask Lee if he'd let me."

Lee looked at Diane. "I had no idea you'd wanted to do something like that."

Linda grinned at Lee. "How 'bout it Lee. If you let Diane tie you to the rocker you're sitting in, I'll make it worth your while."

Lee looked at Diane. She was grinning. She didn't seem upset with what her sister had just suggested. "Well, it's not my idea of fun, but if Diane wants to tie me up, then sure, she can."

Diane got up and came back with four pieces of rope. She knelt down and tied Lee's ankles to the chair. She stood up and tied his wrists to the armrests. She walked behind the sofa and picked up a ball gag that Linda had put there. Lee let Diane strap the ball gag behind his head. When she finished, she stepped to the front of the chair and pulled his robe open. His cock was semi-erect. She stroked it a few times to make it erect, then sat down on the sofa.

Linda stood up and let her robe fall to the floor. Lee had never seen Linda naked before, and his cock twitched. Linda's breasts were much bigger and rounder than Diane's, and her nipples were more pronounced. Linda's pussy hair was neatly trimmed, and made her pussy look larger and more inviting. Linda knelt down in front of Lee and started licking his cock. She licked it like an ice cream cone for a while before she put her mouth around it and gently sucked.

David turned to Diane and whispered, "What would you like?"

Diane was watching her sister with interest, and didn't understand David. She turned and said "Huh?"

"What would you like me to do for you?"

"Uh, I don't know."

"Would you like me to eat you?"

Diane thought for a moment about cheating on Lee, before she remembered that her sister was giving him a blowjob. She turned to David and whispered, "Yes, I'd like that."

David knelt on the floor in front of Diane. She opened her legs, and he used his hands to open her pussy and move the hair out of the way. He hadn't touched a woman in several months, and her thighs felt soft in his hands. He moved his face to her pussy, and exhaled a couple of times. She twitched as she felt the warm breath on her pussy. He licked around her pussy before focusing on her clit. He took his time and patiently worked his tongue around her pussy and clit. She relaxed and it wasn't until after the third orgasm that she pushed his head away. David got up and sat on the sofa next to Diane.

Diane looked over at Lee. Linda was sucking and licking his still rigid cock. He could never have waited that long to come, unless he was tied up. Diane watched, fascinated, as Linda teased his cock for another twenty minutes before letting him orgasm.


Lee closed his eyes and slumped in the chair. He'd been squirming around for so long that he was exhausted when he came. Linda stood up, grinned at her sister, put her robe back on, and sat down. Diane got up, took the ball gag off, and untied him. When he recovered some, the first thing he said was, "Wow. That was the most intense orgasm I'd ever had."

Linda grinned and asked, "Did I make it worth your while, Lee?"

Lee grinned and said, "Yes Linda, you did."

Linda turned to Diane and said, "I don't know about you, but I'm ready for some dinner. Let's put something together."

Diane smiled at her sister and said, "Let's call Papa John's."

"I don't know if I can wait that long, but sure, let's order The Works."

Diane got up and ordered two medium pizzas. Lee made another round of drinks and Diane and Linda talked until the pizza arrived. After dinner Lee and Diane went to bed. Diane told Lee, "I'd like to stay up a while and talk to my sister. She's leaving tomorrow."

Lee replied, "Sure. I'm tired anyway, and I just want to go to sleep."

Smiling, Diane went over to Linda's room. David was naked and kneeling on the floor by the side of the bed. Linda was sitting on the bed. Diane whispered, "Am I interrupting something?"

Linda giggled and said, "No, we're waiting for you. Sit over there and watch. Please don't say anything until after we're in the living room."

Diane nodded and sat down. Linda got up and took a quick shower. When she came back, she sat down on the side of the bed and told David, "Take a quick cold shower and come back."

"Yes Mistress." David got up, took a shower, and knelt down before Linda. She looked down and asked him, "How many orgasms have I had?"

"Seventeen, Mistress," David answered. He looked down at the floor.

"Not quite yet. Get up."

David stood up, turned around, and put his hands behind his back. Linda buckled the wrist and ankle restraints. He knelt down in front of her while she lay back on the bed. He licked and sucked until Linda had two orgasms and pushed his head away. He crawled on the velour blanket. She ran the chain through the ankle restraints, then locked it to the foot of the bed. She left more chain free tonight, so he could kneel straight. 

Linda stood up and took off her robe. She sat down on the side of the bed, took out a cigarette, and lit it. She took a puff, and glanced over at him. His cock was fully erect. She smiled and glanced over at her sister. Linda smoked the cigarette while he watched. After she finished the cigarette, she stood up, patted him on the head, and said, "I'm going to visit with my sister for a while. Stay kneeling until I get back." She put her robe on, motioned to Diane, and they went into the living room.


As soon as they sat down, Linda turned to Diane and asked, "How did you like my performance?"

"I saw it but I still don't quite believe it. Why does David count your orgasms?"

"We came up with that a while ago. I don't let him masturbate until he's given me at least twenty orgasms. The ones I give myself don't count. Sometimes I make him wait until he's given me twenty-five."

Diane's mouth hung open. "Oh my God. I can't imagine how horny David must be all the time. You are a bitch with a capital B."

"Aren't I?" Linda grinned. "While we're sitting here talking and enjoying ourselves, David's kneeling next to the bed, naked and bound, thinking of nothing but me. Anyway, he seems to like the arrangement, so why should I complain."

"Hmmm, you have a point. Why did you take your robe off after David ate you? Wouldn't you want to get comfortable while he's eating you?"

"I don't like David to see me naked unless he's restrained. When I was sitting naked on the side of the bed smoking, I was teasing him."

"Teasing him? How?"

"I don't know why, but David thinks a naked smoking woman is very erotic. I think he'd orgasm if he saw two naked smoking women at the same time. Would you like to help me find out?"

"Um, you know I quit smoking when I got married."

"So pretend. Will you help me?"

"I'll think about it."

"Great."

Diane sat silent for awhile. "What's the cruelest thing you've ever done to David?"

"I'm not sure what you'd consider cruel, but once I tied him to the footboard by his cock and had him stand all night while I slept."

"I don't understand. What do you mean, tied by his cock?"

"I had him stand at the foot of the bed. I tied his wrists together behind his back, his ankles together, and his cock and balls to the footboard. He couldn't move, and if he stumbled and fell, he'd have probably ripped his cock off. He had to stand awake at the foot of the bed all night while I slept."




My Sister, My Guide



Diane looked shocked. "Why would he let you do that? That sounds like torture."

"For some reason, he let me. I think he was proud that he stood awake all night while I slept, just because I wanted him to. The other cruel thing I did was bringing home an actor friend of David's one night. He'd heard about how I dominated David, and was curious. I tied David up and had him kneel by the sofa and watch while we had drinks and made out. Later, he knelt by the side of the bed and watched us while we fucked. I had David lick the pussy juice off his cock, and eat me to a couple more orgasms while my friend lay beside me and watched."

Diane was almost numb. "Why would you do that to David? Aren't you afraid of hurting his feelings?"

"Because I could. The more I torment David, the more he seems to like it, and me. He adores me and worships me, while I treat him like a dog."

"That reminds me, do you make David sleep on the floor every night?"

"Yes. He is not allowed to sleep in the bed with me."

"Do you feed him in a dog bowl?"

Linda laughed. "I haven't gone that far yet, but now that you mention it, it might be fun for him to eat that way once in a while."

Diane sat thoughtful for a while. She said quietly. "It's almost the opposite with Lee and I. He's never once eaten me, although I give him a blowjob once or twice a week. He's usually considerate, but sometimes I think he takes me for granted."

"Lee has never eaten you?"

"Nope. The last time I was eaten, I was still dating in high school."

"You poor dear. You don't know what you're missing."

"Before today, I didn't. I felt so relaxed when David was eating me while you were teasing Lee. From now on, he's going down on me some of the time."

"That's the spirit. Sis, can I ask you for a big favor?"

"Sure Linda, what?"

"Um, it's been a couple of months since anyone's touched me. Would you mind, um, cuddling with me like we used to?"

"If you let David in bed with you, you wouldn't have this problem." Diane teased.

"Please Diane."

"Maybe I should have you kneel on the floor and beg like a dog. I'll have to think about it."

Linda sat on the floor and put her head in Diane's lap. Diane stoked her hair for a few minutes, and said "Uh, come up here and kiss me." Diane helped Linda up and kissed her. They kissed and cuddled on the sofa for a while.

Diane sat back on the sofa grinning. Linda asked, "What are you thinking?"

Diane replied, "I've got an idea. The cigarette smell on your breath is bothering me a little. I'd like you to brush your teeth. David's still kneeling in your room. We can have sex on the bed while he watches, and afterwards, we can see if two naked smoking women makes him orgasm."

Linda grinned at Diane. "Why Diane, you're becoming quite the bitch yourself. That's a great idea." 

They go back to Linda's room. Linda unlocks David's chain and commands, "Stand up by the foot of the bed."

David stands up and Linda goes into the bathroom to brush her teeth. Linda and Diane take off their robes and embrace. They get in bed and fondle and suck on each other's nipples. Linda gets a vibrator from the end table, and they take turns using it on each other. After they're both satiated, Linda rolls over and gets cigarettes and a lighter from the end table. Linda lights a cigarette, then Diane lights one. They sit up in bed and smoke.

David's cock is throbbing, but he doesn't orgasm. He thought he'd died and gone to heaven. Watching his Mistress and her sister pleasure each other was stimulating. The smell of sex filled the room. Two women naked and smoking a cigarette at the same time was one of the more erotic things he'd ever seen. He thought how lucky he was that two women would think enough of him to be that relaxed and intimate right in front of him.

After they finish their cigarettes, Diane kisses Linda goodnight and leaves. Linda gets up, locks David's chain to the foot of the bed, turns off the light, and goes to sleep. David lies down and takes a while before he calms down enough to fall asleep. Diane brushes her teeth, and goes to bed.

Lee gets up Sunday morning and gets ready for his regular golf game. He kisses Diane goodbye. Diane straightens up downstairs until Linda and David get up.

Linda kisses Diane. "Good morning."

"Good morning Linda. Did you sleep well?"

"Like a baby. Six or seven orgasms will do that." They both laugh. Linda turns to David. "Make us some breakfast. We'll be on the sofa, cuddling."

"Yes Mistress." David goes in the kitchen to make some eggs and toast.

Linda and Diane sit on the sofa and kiss until he brings breakfast. David kneels by the sofa while Linda and Diane eat breakfast. After they're finished, Linda commands, "Clean up this mess."

"Yes Mistress." David takes the dirty dishes into the kitchen and cleans up. When he comes back, Linda and Diane are kissing. He waits by the sofa. 

Linda stops and says, "Oh, you're back. Diane, is there some housework David can do for you?"

"Sure. David, go clean the guest bathroom and the master bathroom."

"Yes Mistress." David goes upstairs. He imagines his Mistress standing behind him with a whip as he scrubs the toilet and the bathtub in both bathrooms, then mops the floors.

After David goes upstairs Linda turns to Diane and says, "Wow, you're getting to be quite the dominant."

Diane kisses Linda. "I never would have thought of myself as dominant, but it is so much fun to have a man do what you tell him to. I wonder if I can train Lee as well as you've trained David?'

Linda laughed. "You'll only know if you try."

Linda and Diane cuddle until David comes back downstairs. Linda commands, "Go get the trimming kit and a towel from upstairs. I want you to trim Diane's pussy hairs like you trim mine."

"Yes Mistress." David goes upstairs and brings back a towel and the trimming kit.

Diane gets up while David puts the towel on the sofa. She sits down, and opens her robe and legs for him. He trims her pussy hairs until it looks as trim and neat as Linda's. David takes the towel and trimming kit upstairs, and returns. 

Linda asks David, "How many orgasms have I had?"

"Nineteen, Mistress."

"I know I usually make you wait until at least twenty, but since we're at my sister's, I'll make an exception so she can watch you masturbate. Kneel and get ready."

David kneels down in front of the sofa with his hands at his sides. Linda stands up, takes off her robe, and sits down. Diane does the same. Linda lights a cigarette, and gives one to Diane. After a couple of puffs, Linda commands, "Start."

David looks up at his Mistresses and strokes his cock. When Linda sees he's getting too hard, she commands. "Stop." Linda finishes her cigarette and lights another before she commands "Start."

Diane watches David as Linda lets him masturbate, then has him stop. David is so excited he can hardly stand it, but he knows he must follow Mistress' commands. Watching two naked women smoke is so arousing. Linda finishes three cigarettes, and Diane two, before Linda lets David orgasm. "Go clean yourself up, and bring your wrist restraints back."

"Yes Mistress."

After David goes upstairs, Diane turns to Linda and says, "You are such a super bitch. Even when he's masturbating, you're teasing him."

"You think that's bitchy. At home, I have him masturbate while kneeling on the dining room tile floor. I make him lick up every drop of come that hits the floor before he cleans up. Of course, while he's licking, more come drips from his hand, so it takes him a while to finish."

Diane looks at Linda. "You are the ultimate bitch. I sit in awe of you."

David comes back with the wrist restraints. Linda buckles the restraints, then commands. "Eat Diane first. After she orgasms, then eat me. Alternate until we've had enough, or until you wear out." Linda laughed. "And don't forget, you owe me one extra orgasm for letting you masturbate today."

David kneels down in front of Diane, and brings her to an orgasm with his tongue. He crawls over to Linda, and brings her to an orgasm. Back and forth he crawls, until after Linda's fifth orgasm, she says, "That's enough. You did a great job. Go pack up our things."

"Yes Mistress."

Linda unbuckled the wrist restraints, and David went upstairs to pack. She kissed Diane and said, "I have to get dressed now. I hope to see you soon."

"I think we'll be down to visit you in a few months. I'm not going to let Lee have his way so much anymore. There's going to be some changes around here."

Linda smiled. "Way to go, girl." Linda went upstairs and got dressed while David loaded the car. Diane gave her a hug as she and David drove off.



My Sister My Love



Chapter 1: Exposed 

I was relieved to finally take a break from the hectic tourist schedule. It had been almost a week into the trip and it seemed like we have been moving non-stop. My sister and I had come to Europe to see all the sites and we still had a ton of locations on our must-see lists. However, today was a chance to recuperate and take a while to soak in the atmosphere of the city. Our hostel was on the edge of Le Bois de Boulogne Park and it was Vani's idea to leave for the park's lake. We grabbed our day packs and headed down to the corner market. Some bottled water and sandwiches filled the order as we headed into the expansive park. Finding a nice partially secluded spot near some bushes, we laid out our blanket and sat for lunch by the water. 

Vani had taken the opportunity the summer sun provided, Vani had on her white tank top. When sitting down I had such an amazing view of her 36D breasts that I literally gasped. My sister seemed not to notice and settled back on the blanket. I sad down next to Vani and pulled our sack lunches from my day pack. We sat there on the grass, chewing our food like a pair of mute cows. Taking the last bite from her sandwich, Vani reached into her pack and pulled out a tube of sunscreen. She handed it to me and said, "Do you mind? I hate the feeling of sunscreen on my hands..." I obliged and squirted some sunscreen into my hands.

I started applying the sunscreen onto her back and shoulders, slightly behind her; I had the opportunity to see right down her tank top again. I completely missed what my sister said next and she was forced to repeat herself to get my attention. "Michael, I think my shoulders are good now."

"oh, yes of course.", I replied in a meek response. I moved to her side as she lay back onto the blanket. I squirted some more sunscreen into my hands and for the first time since I could remember, I had my hands on my sister's chest. To be fair, it was her collarbone region but for a brother who is obsessed with his sister, it's an accomplishment. She had her eyes closed and I was now feeling brave enough to test the unspoken sibling boundaries. My left hand slid slowly down her neck and into the cleft between her breasts. There was still plausible deniability if she protested but I had a hint to the softness that her breasts offered on either side of my fingers. Vani did not stir. 

Again I pressed down into the cleft while my right hand spread lotion across the top of her right breast above the tank top. No movement from my sister but what was obvious at this point was a pair of hardening nipples underneath her shirt and bra. I was so horny by now that I had to find out just how willing she was to let her older brother spread sunscreen across her breasts. I moved closer to her and felt the skin of her arm against the skin of my short-covered knees. Adding another glob of sunscreen, for the first time, I ran my hand underneath the fabric of her tank top. The tips of my fingers brushed across her breasts and were stopped from reaching her nipples by her bra. Vani let out a small sigh as I slipped my fingers underneath her bra and across her rock hard nipples. 

Tweaking the skin between my fingers, my sister began to squirm under my touch. Her eyes slowly opened and I felt her arm move. I felt her hand against the back of my bare leg. Slowly she moved her hand up under my shorts and her fingers brushed against my balls. Vani smiled with the reaction that created in my face. Due to the angle, she couldn't reach my cock so she moved her hand around to my front and slowly tugged at my belt buckle. By now my hands were thoroughly kneading her breasts and I took the liberty of pulling them out of the cups of her bra and out of her shirt. The sight was breathtaking and she knew it. Arching her back, she tugged down my zipper and for the first time, touched the shaft of my cock. A small smile appeared on her face as my shorts fell to the ground.

I leaned forward and slowly licked her hard nipples. The action brought a slight moan of approval and I continued. My sister slipped her fingers around the shaft of my cock and stroked its length slowly. It was at that moment that there was a sound in the nearby bushes. We both looked up in fear that we were caught but it was just a squirrel. Laughing, I said, "I guess being this bad will make a pair of siblings nervous."

Vani smiled as she cupped my balls... "Well, it is kind of wrong for my brother to have had such a nice cock all this time when it could have been deep inside me for the past decade." Her finger passed across the tip of my cock and I moved up to her face. Kissing my sister for the first time was amazing. It was a mixture of passion, lust, and a feeling that you were doing something really wrong. Cupping her breast in my hand, I replied, "We'll just have to make up for lost time." 

There we were, sister and brother, lying together on the grass in a secluded part of Le Bois de Boulogne Park. Her tank top hiked up around her neck and my shorts and boxers on the ground beside us. Our lips pressed together with a passion that only years of pent-up lust can manufacture. All those times we caught glimpses of each other exiting the bathroom after a shower. The time she wore that hot little red bikini at the water park and I couldn't keep my eyes off her tight little ass. The time she wore that dress to a dance and I could've sworn she bent over on purpose to show off her beautiful rack. All of those memories created an electricity which passed between our tongues as they intermingled. The wet warmth of her mouth stands as one of the best memories of this event.

Sliding my hand slowly down her tight little stomach, I press my fingers down under the buttons of her pants. Pop... Pop... Pop... the buttons release and my hand traveled further down towards the warmth of her sex. By now, Vani was making slight moaning sounds as we continued to kiss. My fingers now rested across her panty-covered pussy and with the other hand, I tugged at her pants. She lifted her ass from the ground to make the process easier and before too long the pants joined my shorts on the ground. Pulling her thong to the side, I for the first time since puberty, saw my sister's beautiful pussy. The small curly brown hairs in her nicely trimmed bush slid between my fingers. 

Her pussy was so warm to the touch that I was momentarily shocked. My cold-in-comparison fingers brought another moan of delight from Vani's mouth. Pressing into her wetness, I penetrated her forbidden inlet. I pushed deep, as deep as I could with my fingers. Now wasn't a time to hold back or be meek. I had to take her; I had to feel every bit of her. I felt like at any moment the feeling would end and the world would come crashing down on us for being so evil. 

Vani's fingers slipped across my length. Between two of her fingers, the head of my cock released some pre-cum which she promptly rubbed into the skin. Stroking it gently she made my eyes roll back in my head. Eventually our mutual manipulation became too much and I moved in-between her legs. Holding both legs up over my shoulders, I slipped close and began to rub her clit with the head of my cock. She gave me a sad puppy look as I continued to tease her. Vani bit her lower lip and I pressed into her for the first time. 

It wasn't the first sex that either of us had but it was definitely more significant and enjoyable. My cock seemed to fit perfectly into her warm pussy. Almost as if the two of us were designed for that eventuality. It wasn't too tight, and it wasn't at all loose against me. Our bodies were one, in the middle of this urban park. Surrounded by God knows how many people who were oblivious to the fact that a brother and sister were fucking like jackrabbits behind some bushes. It was without a doubt the best feeling I've ever had. 

I pumped quickly, She moaned each time I pressed into her. So deep; so fast; Vani cried out, "God, yes fuck me... fuck me hard... I need this... I've needed it for so long. Fuck your baby sister." I felt obligated to follow that command. I have no idea how much time had passed but my sister's cries became louder as she approached her peak. With a few more pumps, Vani hit her climax. Her arched back pushed her breasts up into the air and her leg muscles contracted against my body. After a few more motions I too hit my point of no return and cried out, "Fuck yes Vani!" As I remember it, that climax was one of my most powerful. I could feel each burst of cum jet from my cock. The increased wetness filled her body as I collapsed upon my sister's naked form. Together on that grass we laid. My head cradled between her breasts I listened to her still quickly beating heart. I knew there was no going back; Even if I had wanted to.

Chapter 2: Continued Love

On the way home from the park, Vani and I held hands. We were a couple surrounded by people who had no idea that we were a brother and sister who just committed incest in the city park. The rest of the day was a bit of a blur. We visited the British Museum, but instead of being blown away by the amazing artifacts inside, I couldn't help but think about the next opportunity to slide my cock back into its new home in my sister's cunt. Vani seemed oblivious to my condition as we walked from display to display. When we came upon a set of Ancient Greek armor, I slid up right behind her and pressed against her ass. She responded by sliding her hand up my leg and resting it on my now very hard member. She responded in a hushed voice, "Should we find somewhere to release this?" I signaled my approval by pulling her hair back away from her shoulders and sucking on her neck.

We quickly walked to the largely deserted stairs behind the North American exhibits. Vani glanced to see if anyone was coming from upstairs then bent over the hand railing. I slid my hand up her shirt and played with her breast while I tugged at the buttons on her jeans. My little sister then wiggled her cute little ass out of her thong underwear and with a quick unzip, I too was free. Guiding my cock from behind her, I rubbed the head against her glistening slit. The contact with her clit caused some moans, though muted as to not garner too much attention. I pressed into her sex. Much like the first time, the feeling was incredible. 

Penetrating as far as possible, I could feel every inch of her squeezing down on my cock. Vani pushed back from the railing as a signal for me to move and I did so by slowly drawing my length out, then pressing in again. My sister then reached back with her right hand and cupped my balls. I increased the pace and veracity of my thrusting as her tight pussy lubricated my shaft. One hand resting on her mount, rubbing her clit with my index finger while groping her tits through her shirt with the other hand. Our grunts filled the staircase. After dropping another load of cum into my little sister's pussy, we quickly reassembled our outfits and calmly returned to our tour of the museum.

When we returned to the hostel, we negotiated with the front desk to switch us from a 6 person room to a two person room so that we could have a little privacy. It took a little bit of monetary compensation but they relented. We moved our bags and Vani took the opportunity to pull off her clothes. It was the first time I'd had the opportunity to stand back and take a look at her naked form. I swear it was perfect. Cute little tummy, the right width hips, great rack that just begged to be played with... and her lips... how can I possibly describe her lips in any way to do them justice. I just cannot find the words. 

She noticed my staring and turned with her hands on her hips, "Bro, wake up. Naked hottie in-front of you and you're standing there with the bags and a goofy look on your face." I took the hint, dropped the bags, and walked over to where she was standing in front of the mirror. Moving behind her I cupped her breasts while she watched in the mirror. 

I whispered, "Do you like the idea that your brother gets all hot and bothered while looking at you tits?"

She replied, "God yes..." while closing her eyes and leaning back slightly. Sliding my hand from her breast and down her stomach, she breathed in and held it. Slowly my fingers traced through her soft brown pubic hair an across the soft lips of her pussy.

"And you liked getting fucked in that stairwell where we could be caught at any moment?", I said while rubbing her clit.

"Oh yes." She replied... now grinding her ass against me.

"And now you want to be fucked in-front of this mirror so you can watch your brother's cock?"

"Oh yes..." She replied while slipping her hand behind and unhooking my belt. Sliding my pants and boxers down, I pressed my length into her. Reaching back she felt each inch as it passed into her sex. The warmth of our bodies as they intertwined was incommunicable. The whole day had been a blur of released passion and every moment that my dick was inside my baby sister, I felt a weight being lifted. It is a terrible burden to live with the pent up sexual frustration. Now this frustration was releasing just as Vani's pussy was being filled by my cum. 

Chapter 3: Home

The return from Europe seemed like waking from a dream. My sister and I had left home as two siblings and had returned in the euphoria of two new lovers. We had crossed Europe and laid waste to years of sexual taboos. We were frantic to make up for lost time, and our lack of tourist visits and extended times in motel rooms testified to that fact. As the jet landed in Portland, I looked over at Vani's young face. She looked back with her beautiful green eyes and we took simultaneous deep breaths as the plane's wheels hit the ground.

Waiting for us at the airport was our older brother Matt. He was nice enough to take time from his work schedule to pick us up in the middle of the day and we greeted him warmly. Vani and I grabbed our bags and we headed for the parking lot. We were chatty and interested in sharing some of the stories of interesting sights during our travels but my mind was consumed by what we were going to do when we got home. Hiding our relationship wasn't going to be easy during the summer when we were living at home. Even more distressing was the question of what would happen when school started in the fall and I had to return to college. Vani was slated to attend college out of state and we would be apart for months. 

I shook the though out of my head as I caught Vani's glance in the car mirror. She looked at me with the intensity of a ravenous creature as she prattled on about some painting she saw in Berlin to Matt. He seemed entirely consumed by the task of navigating the airport traffic and barely recognized that she was talking let alone looking at her other brother like a harlot.

Matt pulled into the curved driveway of our parent's house and parked. We lugged our bags inside and the three of us settled down at the kitchen table with a round of beers. We shared stories and before long, Matt said that he needed to return to work. Vani hugged him good bye and suddenly she and I were left alone. Vani ran up to me and leapt into my arms. Her lips firmly planted against mine as she ran her hands through my hair. Our tongues were intertwined as I held her up. She ran her legs around my body and pulled her body against mine. Her white skirt was pushed up and my fingers easily ran up and down her soft legs and ass. 

I carried her to the kitchen table and sat her down upon its dark oak surface. With a tug she pulled at my belt and unhooked the buttons of my jeans. I tugged her little green thong off down her legs and once released from it's confines, she spread her legs across the table's edge until she was doing the splits. She smirked at my shocked reaction and said, "Well, it pays to be flexible..."

I smiled and kneeled before her wide open position. Sliding my fingers across her soft pussy lips, Vani leaned back slightly. I ran my tongue across the lips, then slowly explored the folds until I hit her clit. With a slight yelp, my baby sister signaled her approval. I had eaten her out several times on our trip and I was fascinated by how good her pussy juices tasted. Normally I wasn't too keen on giving girls oral sex but with Vani it was a pleasure. Slowly I ran my fingers down her legs, then pressed my fingers against the skin just below her cunt. Without objection, I started to massage her pink asshole. 

The realization that she enjoyed anal stimulation was a recent discovery for both of us. Near the end of our trip, during one of our fucking sessions, my hand found itself resting against her asshole as I rubbed her cunt. Her reaction was notable and we've been slowly experimenting ever since. 

With a tug, Vani pulled my head up from my work and uttered passionately, "I need you now! Fuck me hard!" Not one to disobey such a command, I promptly pulled myself up and pushed into her pussy. The lubrication of my oral work made the entry quite smooth and very quickly I began to pound away at my baby sister. The harder and faster I pressed into her sex, the louder she moaned and thrashed around the dinner table. We were so into the act that neither of us noticed that peeking around the doorway was Matt. Of course neither of us would know that he had discovered our secret until later. Reaching a frantic rhythm, we fucked on that table until we were both red and covered in sweat. Vani's orgasms drove me to the brink where I shut my eyes in ecstasy as rope after rope of cum jetted deep into her pussy.

We cleaned up quickly as our parents would be home in the next few hours. It would have been hard to explain why their kitchen smelled of sweat and sex when they walked in. Vani hopped into the shower as I began to unpack my baggage. This all seemed like a dream. Would any of this have happened had I not been adventurous with the sun tan lotion? God, that seemed like so long ago. 

Chapter 4: Caught

Dinner with the parents that night was fun. We chatted about our trip and the whole time, Vani was giving me those "fuck me" eyes. I was sure our parents would notice but they seemed far too concerned with their own drama. Our parents were on the tail end of a very long marriage and seemed to be so embittered about everything that they were practically strangers. It would have been a depressing sight but Vani seemed determined to make me squirm at the thought of fucking her sweet little pussy. 

Following dinner, Vani volunteered us to do the dishes and I gladly gathered up the plates and silverware. Walking into the kitchen which was separated by a wall with the living room where my parents both were watching television, Vani was waiting for me. She was bent over the sink, soccer shorts pulled to her ankles, with three fingers jammed into her cunt. I walked over to her and whispered in her ear, "What if I had been Dad?" 

Vani replied, "Then he'd have gotten quite a show from his baby girl." 

"You are dirty, aren't you?" I responded.

" What can I say? I'm horny all the time thinking about how bad we're being. A brother and sister are fucking. People would think we were sick." She said as she reached back and put her index finger against her asshole. Pressing in, she slowly inserted the finger and licked her lips at me. 

The discussion was over. Plus, the sooner I could fuck her, the less likely we would be caught. I slipped up behind my sister and pulled my now hard dick from my shorts. With a slight moan, I slid into her well lubed pussy and enjoyed the touch of her fingers on the shaft. She continued to rub her pussy as I increased the pace of my strokes. The sight of the two of us fucking in the kitchen was not hidden from all eyes. Though we could not see it, in the darkness of night, Matt stood outside watching the whole act. It was only as I reached climax and filled my baby sister with my seed did he get close enough to the window that both Vani and I saw him. 




My Sister, My Love



Some readers will consider this story one of incest. It would definitely fall into the taboo category. Again as some readers will say, "not typical DG Hear" but I'm DG and I don't know what my 'typical' is. As always, thanks to my two wonderful editors who make my stories a much better read, LadyCibelle and Techsan.

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Chapter 1

Wow! I'm just sitting here reading more stories on the Internet. I wish I could write like some of these authors. I read a lot of incest stories and don't agree with a lot of what I read. A lot of the writers have it all wrong. They make every brother who loves his sister to be some kind of sex maniac. It pisses me off that just because I love my sister I'm some kind of sex pervert. Sure, I love Millie and always have, but she's my little sister and even though I love her and have fantasies about her, I never touched her.

I think I'll try writing my own story and tell people about me and Millie. I wish I could tell Millie how I feel, but it will never happen. I don't want to lose her as my closest friend. I can't wait to see her again. It's been almost a year now. She wrote me all the time. She's the one that made me want to keep living after ruining my life.

I think I'll write my story. I better not use our real names in case the wrong people read this. So, I guess I'll use Mickey and Minnie instead of our real names, Jerry and Millie Peterson. Where do I start? I guess a name for my story would be a nice place to start.

My Sister

By Mick Convict

That was a nice start. Now for some real writing.

My name is Mick and I'm a convict. I recently got released from prison for nearly killing a man. I want to tell you about my short life and how I arrived at the point I'm at today.

My mother died while giving birth to me. My dad drank himself into an early grave. At five years old, I was placed in a foster home. The Smiths were really nice people. They wanted kids and had been trying for years to get Mrs. Smith pregnant. I was told that when they saw me, they fell in love with me. They decided to adopt me. Of course, I don't remember too much of my life way back then. I do remember being happy that I was finally going to have a real mom and dad.

After about a year later, wouldn't you know it. Mom got pregnant. They say 'If you can't have kids, then adopt one and then the kids will start coming.' Eventually, I had a little sister. Thinking back I didn't know whether I was happy or jealous. She was the cutest little thing but I knew I would get a lot less attention. I was really mad about that until the first time I sat on the couch and Mom brought Minnie in and set her on my lap.

I was scared to death. I might have only been six, but I was holding my little sister in my arms. I remember saying to Mom and Dad that I would always protect my little sister from harm."

Well, so far so good. I was hoping I would be able to get an editor to help with all the grammatical errors when I finished this story. I think I'll have a beer and try to get my thoughts together before writing some more of this story. I don't think people realize how hard it is to write till you sit down and really try it. I know I didn't.

Well, time to get back with my writing.

As the years passed by, little Minnie followed me everywhere. She stuck to me like glue. Even as a baby when she would cry, I was the only one that could get her to stop. Whenever I got home from school, there was Minnie waiting for me to play with her. I have to admit that some times when I wanted to be with my friends that she would come out and be a pain in my butt. I would tell her to go away and she would get those little tears in her eyes that would make me feel bad and I always let her come with me. We went to the parks and I always pulled her in the wagon.

I got in a couple of fights with my friends whenever they would make fun of me or Minnie. They wanted to tease her and I wouldn't let them. She was my little sister and I was her protector. I took my job as her protector very seriously for a kid. At night when she would cry and go to Mom and Dad's room because she was scared, they would send her back to her room. She would come to my room and climb in next to me. She would crawl up next to me where she felt safe. This started when she was about four years old.

In many of these incest stories I read the brother always takes advantage of their little sister. It wasn't that way with me and Minnie. I never had sexual thoughts about her when she was little like that. I just hugged her and protected her like a big brother should. Looking back now I could say I did it because I loved her and I think she loved me at least as brother and sister.

As we got older not a lot changed. She would still climb in my bed whenever she was scared. We would watch a horror movie and I knew she would be there next to me that night.

When she turned ten, I told her she was now too old to sleep with me. I was afraid of waking up with a woody in the morning. I was sixteen and wasn't about to try to explain it to her. We did still cuddle on the couch and watch movies together. I don't really know how to explain it, but the less I saw of her the more I missed her.

She started to develop sexually and I began to notice. I knew it was probably wrong to look at my sister like that so I kept it to myself. The last thing I would ever want to do is scare her and make her afraid of me. She was my best friend but I just couldn't tell her how much I cared for her. We shared just about everything else but I was six years older than her and I tried to go on with my life and just keep my thoughts of this now teenage girl in the recesses of my mind.

I ended up being a jock. I played baseball, football, and even wrestled. I was a good all-around athlete but wasn't really college material. I didn't think there would be any scholarships for me. I was right so after graduation I went to the community college and worked in my parents' store. They owned a small party store and I worked in the evening. My parents ran the store during the day.

I needed to get on my own, away from seeing Minnie everyday. I made a deal with my parents. There was an apartment above the store and they said they would lease it to me on my graduation day. I was taking business courses to help them with the books and for me to understand how to run a small business. I figured I would probably inherit the business eventually. After my graduation from Community college, I moved into my apartment.

The truth be known, I wanted out of our house. As my teenage sister got older, I was falling in love with her. I didn't touch her even though I did a hundred times in my mind. I didn't know if her being my sister due to my adoption made a difference. I just knew I couldn't spend too much time alone with her without letting her know how I felt.

She always had girlfriends coming over to the house. They would always flirt with me but I tried to treat them nicely. I knew they were just young girls with a crush on the older jock. The funny thing was, when they were all in bathing suits, it was Minnie that I spent the most time looking at. That's when I knew I had to move.

She would come over to the store after school but we never spent time alone upstairs. I just didn't want to take any chances. I guess the worst thing was that I had nobody to talk to about my problem. I decided to solve it by dating every girl I could over the age of eighteen. I had more than a few girls up in my apartment. I had sex with just about all of them.

The girls were nice overall. The sex with them was great. I was surprised that it wasn't hard to get these girls into bed. Must be the women of today wanted to take charge or something. A kind of 'if you like it, do it' philosophy. A few wanted a commitment from me which, of course, I couldn't give. For me to be committed to one woman, I figure I would have to love her. I do have to admit that I did love having sex and if these women were telling me the truth, I was quite good.

Minnie started to date. She would tell me about some of the guys and I tried to be happy for her but inside my heart I really hurt. I thought about the time when she was eight and a boy pulled her ponytail. She told him if he ever did it again that she would get her big brother to beat him up. I remember laughing when she told me that.

'Why, Lord?' I thought. My feelings were so strong and I couldn't act upon them. I dated more and more, trying to keep my mind off my taboo - my sister. Everytime I heard about one of her dates it took a little out of me. I often wondered if she was going to be as easy to bed down as some of the girls and women I dated. It hurt me to think about her making love to another man. God, what's wrong with me? She's my sister, damn it. I have to get past this and on with my life.

I kept busy working at the store and working out at the YMCA, just trying to keep in shape. Actually my life was pretty good except for not being with the girl I loved. I was now twenty-two and she was only sixteen. People would never understand us being together even if she agreed to be with me which was absolutely absurd. A beautiful young lady like her being with her old brother.

I should have become an actor. I was becoming pretty good at it whenever Minnie was around. I loved it when she hugged me or kissed me on the cheek. She was so bubbly and outgoing. Her tiny frame and only being about 5'1' tall and maybe a hundred and ten pounds, made her really agile. She would surprise me and jump into my arms. I remember always telling her that she shouldn't do that, because I might accidentally drop her.

'No,' she said. 'You would never drop me. You promised to always protect me and I'm holding you to it.' She was right; I wouldn't let her fall. As she said, I was her protector.

I keep reading and reading through this story I'm writing. I guess the worst part is remembering how sweet, kind, and funny my little sister was. I must have played my part well, because she never caught on and I hope she never does. It might really make her feel bad to know her brother lusted after her when she got older.

This story writing is hard. I have all these thoughts in my head but it's so hard to put it on paper. I have to explain to the readers about me being in prison and everything else. I think I've made my point enough about my love for Millie. I wish she was here now. I'd love to see her smiling face and hug her and squeeze her. Oh well, back to my story.

Minnie would flirt with guys in front of me. I guess she thought it was funny. The truth be known, she was breaking my heart. I could never tell her because it would hurt her too much.

I decided to flirt in front of her like she did to me and so I kissed a few gals in front of her. Minnie didn't look happy about it. She stopped flirting in front of me as much. It was different being around her. We didn't do things alone but we went as a group. Usually we went to a movie or bowling. She always had some girlfriends with her. Sometimes I would bring a date or just go with her and her friends. I told her I didn't want to go out with her and any of her boyfriends. I tried it once and it was too uncomfortable. It made her smile; I know she thought of it as me being protective of her but the truth be known, I was jealous.

I would hug and kiss her friends in a playful manner. The kisses were only on the cheek even though I knew her friends wanted more. I don't know how many times I told them to come back when they were eighteen, and everyone would laugh.

One evening, it was about midnight when I was getting ready to close the store. A really good looking red-headed gal came into the store. She was really drunk. She staggered in and asked to use the phone.

"Can I yoze er phone, pease? I got ta cal a cab, I tink I'm dr... drunk and need a wide... eride." She was pretty far gone.

I went to hand her the phone when she looked outside and all of a sudden dropped to the floor behind the counter. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The beautiful - and I do mean beautiful - woman was crawling behind my counter. She had on a short - make that very short - black mini skirt and a white silk or satin blouse. It was unbuttoned down the front enough to see a sexy white lace bra and some great looking boobs.

I got ready to ask her what she was doing when two men walked into my store.

"Did a woman come in here in the last few minutes?" one of the guys asked.

"What did she look like? There have been a few women in here in the last half hour," I replied.

"A red head. It would have been it the last few minutes. She was with us but disappeared."

I looked down and saw this drunken woman on my floor almost laughing. The way she was sitting with her knees up showed me her thin white panties. Holy shit, did she know I could see everything? Did she care?

"Sir, no woman came in here but there was a red haired woman across the street a minute ago getting into a black Buick. She looked pretty inebriated; she had on a black skirt and white blouse. Could that possibly have been her?"

The guys turned and walked outside the store. I could hear them talking.

"Shit! We spent the whole night getting that slut drunk and when it's time to get our money's worth she takes off. One of us should have stayed with her while the other guy took a piss. Now some asshole is going to get the benefit of our night's work." 

I looked down at the red haired woman. She was smiling like she just took the mouse away from the cat. I told her to stay put and I would close up the store. After locking up, I helped her stand and she was wiping the dirt off her skirt from sitting on the floor. I don't know why I did it but I wiped the dirt off her skirt in the back. I found myself rubbing the dirt off her ass. Full firm cheeks, this gal was built. Later I found out she was thirty-four, eleven years older than me. I didn't care. I was hot for this gal, but not quite sure how to begin.

Let's see, I'll have to try and explain how it went. I can't use dialogue since the woman was so drunk and slurred her words. I have trouble writing regular words, let alone the way she talked. 

She asked me if she could use the restroom. Instead of letting her use the one in the store I put my arm around her and guided her upstairs to my apartment.

She went into the bathroom and without even shutting the bathroom door she pulled down her panties and let it go. I was star struck and couldn't look away. This beautiful woman with shoulder length red hair was sitting there on my toilet and I was watching her piss. Damn, it was a lot for a kid of twenty-three to take. She looked over at me and smiled. I figured she was probably a slut, but right then I didn't care.

She asked if I had anything to drink, like she needed it. I went and got her a wine cooler while she finished her business. All I could think about was if her pussy hair was the same color as the hair on her head. She came out of the bathroom and sat on my couch and proceeded to explain what happened.

I handed her the wine cooler and she thanked me for it. She told me that she was married but she and her husband were separated. They were applying for a divorce. She said she was kind of lonely and decided to go out for the night. While she was at the bar she was approached by the two men I had seen. They spent the evening with her and she danced with them and was having a good time. While dancing with her they took a number of liberties with her and were expecting more when the night was over. She explained to me that she loved sex but wasn't about to put out for two guys she didn't even know.

I was barely a man and this talk was getting to me. I told her I know how the men must have felt, that she was one beautiful woman. She told me her name was Martha but I could call her Marti.

"I could have easily gone with one of them," she told me. "But I'm just not into threesomes. So when they went to the restroom I left. You are a cutie but I think you're kind of young for me," she said.

I explained to her that it depended on what she wanted. There is nothing I wouldn't do for her. She said she might just take me up on my offer seeing she was horny from her night's activities. She spread her legs and said, "I know you been looking. Want a better view?"

I dropped down on my knees and reached up and pulled her panties down. I have to say she had one of the nicest looking pussies I've ever seen. She had a trimmed red bush and her white skin contrasted against it. I slid my hands under her ass and pushed my face into her moist pussy. I licked and sucked at her pussy lips for all I was worth. I wanted to prove to her that, even though I was young, I knew how to please a woman.

She started by holding both of her legs as far apart as possible so I had more room to work, then she gripped my head and pushed her pussy hard against my face. I licked and sucked at that beautiful pink opening and felt her ready to climax. She screamed out and I felt her juices come all over my face but I kept licking and sucking till she stopped having spasms.

"God, that was great!" she told me. "You are really good for such a young man. Would you mind having some company for tonight?"

She was still in an inebriated state but knew what she was doing. We walked together into my bedroom and I began to finish taking her clothes off. For thirty-four, she had a fantastic body. White skin, light freckles across her breasts and a groomed mound of red hair. The minute she laid down on the bed I buried my face back into her pussy. I separated her pussy lips and began sucking on her again. I brought in some whipped cream and put it all over her opening and began eating it all out of her. Her screams and yelps were getting to me.

"Oh, God, yes, yes, eat my pussy. More, more, yes, yes, yes," she screamed out as she came for the second time due to my oral manipulations.

We continued to have sex for the next two hours. She gave me oral sex using the whipped cream. It was quite a sight watching her lick the whipped cream off my hard cock. When we finally got around to having intercourse, I held my hard cock and continued to rub the head of it against her open cunt. I loved watching her pussy open up and accept the head of my cock. I would stop and pull it back out and watch her pink lips close again.

"Stop teasing me and fuck me," she screamed. "I need it, I need it right now."

After I came the second time, we both fell asleep. I woke up first the next morning with a piss hard-on. I took a piss and came back in and looked at this beautiful woman in my bed. I began to kiss her breasts and when she woke up I quickly got between her thighs and fucked her one more time. 

When we finished, she got up and went into the shower. I made some coffee and put on a couple of bagels. She put her clothes back on and we sat at the table and talked. She told me about her separation. She said her husband had cheated on her and she walked out on him. She had a sixteen year old daughter who was staying in the house with her dad right then.

Time for another beer for me while I gather some more thoughts for my story. I wonder if I should explain more about Marti. Would the readers be interested to know that she was married before and that it's her ex-husband who has custody or their daughter, Dana? This writing is hard. I'm not sure whether I'm giving too much information or not enough. How can some of these writers write so many stories? I'm supposed to be writing about my sister and me and I'm already off track. Maybe I don't need to tell the readers about how kinky Marti can get. Hell, she's the first woman I've ever had anal sex with. I know that turns some readers off so I better not mention it. I guess I should get back to the drawing board.




My Sister, My Love



In the months that followed I had many sexual nights with Marti. I saw her at least twice a week. I would go over late at night after closing the store and we would have sex. She was game for just about anything I could think up. I didn't love her and she didn't love me. We were just friends who had great sex together. After awhile when I was eating out Marti's pussy, I would often wonder what it would have been like with Minnie. I would start having sex with Marti but it was Minnie who I kept thinking about.

Minnie stopped by the store and asked me if I had a problem. She said that I had been acting kind of weird the last few months.

I tried to explain to her that I was dating an older woman and I didn't think Mom and Dad would approve of it since she was eleven years older than me and she was married although separated.

"Mick," she asked me. "Do you love this woman?" She was more serious than she normally is with me. I would almost say she was disturbed with my situation.

"No, I don't love her. It's just the sex we share together and helps me get my mind off of someone else."

"What? You're having sex with her and don't even love her? I would have to agree with Mom and Dad in this situation. I know I'm just your little sister but I hate watching you throw your life away. I love you too much not to say anything. Mick, you're on dangerous ground here. She's a little old for you and she's still married."

For the first time in years I did something I would regret. I yelled at Minnie. "Who the hell are you to tell me what I can and can't do? I'll fucking date whoever I want, when I want. You just go out with your damn boyfriends and leave me alone."

Before I could apologize, Minnie started crying and ran to her car. I couldn't follow her because I had to watch the store. I really felt bad. I guess the pent-up frustration just got to me and I blurted out the first thing that came into my head. I hurt the only person I really loved.

I had talked to Marti earlier and told her I wouldn't be by that night, but now I had this pent-up frustration and decided I'd go over to her apartment after work and take it out by having sex with her. She very rarely refused me and I had to do something other than pout and think about Minnie. It would be way too late to go by Mom and Dad's to talk to Minnie. Maybe I could stop by tomorrow and apologize to her.

I headed over to Marti's apartment. The door was locked but I knew where she kept the key. I knew it was late but she never minded me coming over. She was always up for sex.

As I opened the door, I heard what seemed to be screaming coming from the bedroom. "God, no, no, no, oh, God, no!" is what I heard.

I ran into the bedroom and there was Marti on the bed, on her knees and a man was fucking her from behind while slapping her ass. It was beet red, even redder than her hair. I honestly thought she was being raped.

I grabbed the first thing I could get hold of which was a lamp and struck the man along side the head. He fell off of Marti and I pounced on him and started beating on him. I never let up. I must have hit him fifty or more times; I really had no idea. He wasn't even able to move because he had his pants down around his knees. After beating his face to a pulp I stood up and kicked him at least three or four times maybe even more. I wasn't counting, just beating on this rapist.

All this time Marti was screaming incoherent noises. I know I heard, "Oh, my God," and about a hundred, "No's." She finally picked up the phone and called 911. I was too busy beating up on this pervert to hear what she was saying.

When I knew he was unconscious and unable to move, I asked Marti if she was alright? That's when she told me that the man was her husband. He had stopped by earlier in the evening and they were thinking about getting back together. She was shaking and told me I had killed her husband. I didn't know what to think. I looked at the man lying there and Marti crying on the bed and ran out the door. I should have stayed there and tried to explain to the police, but I panicked. My hands and clothes were covered with this man's blood as I ran from the building. I ran past my car. I had no idea where I was going or what I was going to do. I made it about two blocks before the police pulled me to the ground.

I was on my stomach on the ground when the officers cuffed me. I was given my rights and taken to jail. They hardly asked me any questions till we got to the jail. They booked me and then let me clean up the blood before they questioned me.

They kept yelling and screaming at me. I was trying to tell them the truth, that I thought Marti was being raped but they wouldn't listen or at least didn't believe me.

One of the biggest mistakes I made was running from the scene. I don't know why I did it; I really don't. When you panic like I did and the adrenalin is flowing, it's hard to know how you would react. I know a lot of the readers will feel that they would handle the situation differently but it's something you don't know till it happens to you. Would I handle it differently if it happened to me again? Of course I would.

I called my dad and told him what happened. I was ashamed and told him not to bail me out. I knew I would have to do time so I might as well start now and maybe be able to get out earlier. Also, I didn't want my parents to use their funds on me. I didn't own anything so I was assigned a lawyer by the court.

I thought about Minnie and just cried. Here I was in jail and knew I wouldn't, or maybe I should say couldn't, talk to her. There was no way I could ever face her. Losing here was even worse than going to jail. I knew there would never be a chance in hell that she would ever want to talk to me again. It was horrible knowing the last time I saw her, I had made her cry.

I'll cut through all the hoopla of the court case. Marti sided with her husband that I came into her apartment unannounced and started beating on her husband. She did tell the court that she was screaming out words and noises but she said she always did that when having sex. She told the court, she had no idea what she was saying at the time.

Her husband was taken to the hospital where he spent two days before being released. It took him over a month to recuperate and was able to get back to work. He was going to sue me, but as they say, "You can't get blood out of a turnip."

The prosecutor wanted to charge me with attempted murder but between my lawyer and the fact that the only weapon I used was when I hit him with the lamp, I got the charges reduced to Assault and Battery. The judge still wanted to throw the book at me even then. I was sentenced to two years in prison.

The only person I put on my visitors list was my dad. I was too ashamed to see anyone else. Dad did bring me letters from my mom and Minnie. Their letters were what helped me make it through this horrible experience.

Mom told me that Marti and her husband reunited and moved away. When I got out of prison, I would never have to face them again. I have to admit that it was good news to hear.

I was afraid to open my first letter from Minnie. She told me that she loved me and would keep writing me till I got out of prison. I remember her saying that I was always there for her and that she would now be there for me.

Minnie wrote me a letter every month. She told me about a few dates she went on, but no real details. She seemed to go out with her girlfriends a lot. For her eighteenth birthday, Mom and her friends threw her a party. She told me she wished I could have been there. I heard about her going to the prom and she even sent me a picture of how beautiful she looked. God, how I missed her. Her smile, her laugh, her just being there. I know it wasn't right to think about her like that, seeing she was my sister, but there wasn't a whole lot I've done right lately.

Minnie told me about her graduation and how she was in the top five percent of her class. She received a scholarship and said she was going to go to the local college and live at home. Her letters both made me happy and at the same time made me cry. You never know what you lost until you don't have it anymore. It's the way I felt about Minnie.

I did eighteen months of my two year sentence and was going to get out early. I had to prove I had a place to live and a job. My dad went to bat for me. He told the parole board that my apartment was still there for me and that I would have a full time job at the store. I was granted the early parole.

My dad came and picked me up. I cried and hugged my father. He adopted me and trusted in me. I felt I really let him down but he told me we all make mistakes in life and just have to get past them. He took me back to my apartment and gave me the keys. 

I told him when I got locked up to give my car to Minnie to drive. At least someone would get some use out of it. Dad told me that Minnie said she would be by to see me in a few days and would return my car to me. Dad had promised her a newer car for graduation and would get it for her after I got released from prison. Until then she had the use of my car.

I went up to my apartment and it was just the way I left it, only it was cleaner. Dad said Minnie would come by a couple of times a week and see that it was cleaned. She even spent at least one night a week there.

It made me cry, damn it! Every time I thought about Minnie I would get these teary eyes. What in the hell was the matter with me? I had to let go of Minnie. She was my little sister and I just had to let go.

Dad left and I just sat there for a few minutes. I wouldn't have to start back at the store for a few days. I checked and I had some groceries. Minnie must have thought about me and got me a few things to get started. I made myself a sandwich and walked over to the computer. I went to the story sites and decided to read a few. I went to the incest stories and started reading about these brothers and sisters as lovers. That is when I decided to write my own story and let people know how I felt about my sister. I loved her with all my heart and soul. I wanted to make love to her and be with her forever but I knew it would never happen. Society just wasn't ready for that type of relationship between a brother and sister.

Chapter 2

I didn't realize but I have spent the whole day sitting here at the computer writing this story. I drank six beers and ate most of the lunch meat making sandwiches. I couldn't believe how much time I had spent sitting here writing. It was already evening. I heard a knock at the door and I got up to see who it was.

I opened the door and there stood my little sister, only she wasn't that little any more. She was a beautiful woman of nineteen. Tear welled up in my eyes at my first sight of seeing her. She had this big beautiful smile on her face and tears running down her cheeks.

"Hi, Jerry. Welcome home," she cried as she ran and jumped into my arms like she used to do when she was a kid.

I held her tight. There was no way I was going to let her go. She had her arms around my neck and her legs wrapped around my body. I had my arms wrapped around her and held on to her as we cried while holding each other.

"I'm so sorry, Millie," I said, remembering the last time I saw her was when I yelled at her. "Please forgive me."

I don't have any idea if she knew why I was apologizing. She just hugged me and said, "It's okay, Jerry, everything will be okay since you're home now."

We sat and talked a little bit and she told me she couldn't wait for two days to see me. She told me she had come over to take me out to get something to eat. "Get dressed and we can go to the River Grill. They're open late," she said.

"I have to take a shower and clean up a little. I'll just be a few minutes. I'm not at all hungry but I just want to be with my little sister," I smiled.

I got up and headed into the shower. I came out about ten minutes later and there sat Millie in front of my computer. Oh, my God, I had the story I was writing still on the screen. She was reading it; she would know how I felt about her. No, no this can't be happening.

She turned and looked at me. She had tears running down her cheeks. "I'm Minnie, aren't I, Jerry, and you're Mickey. Have you always felt this way about me?"

"I'm so sorry, Millie, you weren't supposed to see that. God, I'm so sorry."

"Answer my question, Jerry. Have you always felt about me that way - you know, sexually?"

"I've always loved you as a sister but as you got older, I started to fall in love with you. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean for it to happen; it just did. Please forgive me. I don't know what I'll do without you being a part of my life. I would just as soon be dead," I cried.

"Jerry, I've loved you as far back as I can remember. I've wanted to be with you ever since I've been a teenager. I dated other guys just to see if it would make you jealous. I flirted with other guys to get even with you for dating other girls. I never thought that you felt the same about me. Wrong or not Jerry, I love you. Not just as a brother, but as a woman loves her man."

She got up from her chair and hugged and then kissed me. It was the first time that we ever really kissed on the lips without playing around. We both had tears coming down our cheeks, but kept kissing passionately. So soft were her kisses. It wasn't like kissing just any woman, it was kissing the woman that I truly loved and it felt so much better.

"Make love to me, Jerry. Make love to me like you said you did with that other woman. You don't have to pretend it's me; it will be me."

I wasn't sure what to do or what to say. This was the fantasy, the moment I had always thought about.

"Millie, I love you with every fiber of my being. I've never loved anyone as much as I love you. Are you sure about this? Are you really sure you want to cross that line?"

"As long as you will feel the same about me afterwards, I don't care. I want you; I want you as my lover. Make love to me, big brother; show me how much you love me."

We went into my bedroom and I very nervously undressed Millie. As soon as I removed her bra I stooped and took a nipple into my mouth and began sucking on it. She pulled my head against her breast as I continued sucking on one breast and then the other. I could hear her panting lightly. I knew this was getting her hot. God, she tasted so good. I felt like I could kiss her breasts forever but we both wanted more.

I undid her shorts and let them drop to the floor. All she had on was her panties. "Are you sure you want to do this Millie?" I said hoping she wouldn't change her mind.

She slipped off her panties by herself and climbed up on my bed. "Come lay with me, big brother, and make me a woman."

I was taking off my clothes and was down to my briefs when I heard what she had just said. Make her a woman? Was she a virgin? Had she not had sex with any of her dates? Was I about to take my little sister's virginity?

"Millie!" I blurted out. "Are you a virgin?" I asked, wondering what she was about to tell me.

She smiled at me. "I guess the answer to that would be a yes and no. I guess it depends on how a person wants to look at it. I've never been with another man other then a little experimenting with getting fingered. You know what I mean. But I no longer have a cherry. I've lost it."

"I don't quite understand and right now it doesn't make any difference to me. I love you and want you but I do have to say I'm intrigued by your answer."

"Let me explain; I don't want to be making love to you and you too busy thinking about if I am or not a virgin," she laughed.

"I have never been with another man other than the fingering I mentioned. No man has ever been past second base. I decided years ago that I wanted to give myself to the man I loved. It was you and I didn't think that it would ever happen. A couple of my girlfriends and I drank some wine coolers one night here at your place. We all talked about sex and we started kissing and rubbing each other."

"Millie, are you saying you're a lesbian?"

"No, I'm not, but I did have a sexual experience with my girlfriends. We experimented like girls do. They touched and kissed me and I did the same to them. It felt good but it wasn't something I cared to continue doing. I will say that my girlfriends' kisses were more tender than the boys I kissed. That is, all but you; with you if felt so different. I know it's because we love each other. Barb, one of my friends went and bought us each a vibrator and we used one on ourselves. So I guess you can say I lost my cherry to a vibrator. I should tell you that I named my vibrator 'Jerry' so I could say that Jerry took my cherry," she smiled. "I thought about you while I used it. I left it here in one of your drawers."

I couldn't believe how easy it was for her to talk to me about sex. She told me it was because she had always had it pent up inside her and it was a relief to tell me. I knew then that she totally trusted me and felt she could tell me anything.

"Make love to me, Jer. Take me and use me anyway you want. Show me; prove to me how much you've been thinking about me. I went on the pill so you won't need a condom."

Millie spread her legs and I saw her most private area. With her legs spread she reached down and pulled her pussy lips apart. As I brought my lips and tongue to her pussy I could hear her say, "Eat me, Big Brother. Eat me like I have always dreamed about. Oh, so good, so very, very good." It didn't take her long to have a small orgasm as I orally made love to her pussy.

The rest of the night continued on with us making love and then taking a break, having a wine cooler and starting all over again. My little sister gave me oral sex and she did great. She tried so hard to please me. We even brought out the whipped cream.

I would have to say the highlight of our night was when I laid on my back and watched my little sister climb up and lower her body down until I saw my cock go deep inside of her. She sat there and rocked back and forth with the look of ecstasy on her face. I knew then that I was giving her all she desired and was getting the same in return. While she was rocking back and forth, I shot a load deep into her cunt. I felt her pussy tighten and squeeze every last drop of cum out of my cock.

When we finished we were both soaking wet, with perspiration, from having orgasms. We were too tired to shower so she laid down next to me and cuddled against me just like she did when she was little.

I asked her what we were going to do about telling Mom and Dad. Did she want to tell them or hold off for awhile since I had only been out of prison one day. We decided that we would keep our love for each other a secret till the time seemed right. I knew that we were just both afraid to tell them so putting it off was the easiest thing to do.

I remember telling her that now I had a beautiful ending to my story whenever I got around to finishing it.

The last thing she told me before going to sleep was, "I love you, big brother. Thank you for being my protector and my lover."

We never did go out that night. We spent the whole night making up for lost time and making love all night. The next morning I looked at the clock and found out we both slept in. I got up and covered my sister's nude body while I went and took a shower.

While I was showering I was thinking about last night and how it was probably the start of the best day of my life. I got out of prison, my sister found out I loved her and she loved me in return. To top it all off, we made love all night. There really was a God, I thought to myself.

I wasn't sure but I thought I heard someone at the door. I always left it unlocked seeing I lived upstairs and you had to go through the store to come upstairs. I got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my waist and went to the living room. To my surprise, there stood my mom and dad standing in the living room with smiles on their faces.




My Sister, My Love



"Welcome home, Jerry," said my mother. "We came over early before opening the store to take you out to breakfast. We thought Millie would want to come too but she must have stayed with one of her friends last night. She's going to be sorry she missed out on seeing you this morning."

About that time, I heard Millie yell out from the bedroom, "I found it, Jerry. I found the vibrator in your underwear drawer."

We all looked up and here came a smiling Millie wearing one of my button type shirts. She was smiling when she came into the room until she saw Mom and Dad standing there.

"Mom, Dad, what are you two doing here?" she asked, as she tried to hide the vibrator by holding it behind her.

It was too late, they saw it.

*

Thank you for reading my story

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DG Hear



My Sister, My Love



I've always been pretty conservative, especially where women are concerned. I didn't date much in high school. In reality, I was afraid of girls. More accurately, I was afraid of rejection by girls. I would start to walk over to one and when I got within talking distance, my mind would shut down and my jaws would freeze. I thought they were sacred and mysterious. Totally frustrated, I sank myself into my studies. I was a straight "A" student through high school and repeating the performance in college. Now, a junior studying astro physics, I was making a name for myself in the scientific community.

My whole life changed when I came home on Christmas break during my junior year. As I approached my parent's house, I was greeted by a high pitched squeal. My sister came bounding down the steps and jumped into my arms. "Danny, oh Danny," she excitedly squeaked, "I have missed you so much!"

I had no idea she felt this way about me. "Hello to you, too, sis." I replied.

"Come in the house, I have big, big news for you," she said as she dragged me, bag and baggage inside.

"Mama won four million dollars in the lottery. She and dad took off for Hawaii. We could go with them or stay here, your choice."

I had always wanted to go to Hawaii, but I was bone tired from studying so hard at school. "I can't go Sue. I would like to, but I'm just too tired. I hope you're not disappointed. You could go without me," I offered.

"No way! I'm not going to abandon you at Christmas. We'll have a good time here."

I wrapped my arms around her and squeezed her tight. She gave me a friendly little peck on the lips. "What do you want to do first?" she asked.

"First, I need a shower and some sleep. You figure out something to do."

I thought that might disappoint her, but she just smiled and said, "I'll help you."

I wondered what she meant by that.

She turned and went into her bedroom.

I dragged my luggage to my bedroom and shut the door. I took off my stinky clothes and put them in the hamper. Then I walked naked to the shower which was shared between my sister's room and mine.

I let the water warm and then stepped into the stinging spray. I felt really good. I was humming a happy tune when the shower door opened and their stood my sister, totally naked. I almost swallowed my tongue. "What are you doing in here nude?"

"I've come to make sure that you are squeaky clean," she answered and got into the shower with me. 

I had never seen a woman completely naked before. At nineteen, she possessed all the female attributes that make strong men weak. Her breasts were rubbing against my chest. She put her arms around my neck and gave me one of those kisses you read about, dream about, but seldom get to participate in. I couldn't help myself. Trapped by a sudden rush of hormones I wasn't used to, I put my arms around her and held her tight as my cock started to get hard.

She felt it rising between her legs and giggled. "For me?" she playfully asked.

"There are only two of us here and I'll guarantee, it isn't for me." I answered.

She soaped me all over and then vigorously rubbed it in with a wash rag. My cock just got harder and harder. She giggled again when she grasped it. "I can't wait to fix this," she moaned.

I got to wash her all over, satisfying at least some of the things I had been curious about for years. I shut off the water and we dried each other off. "Mom and dad would be really pissed if they saw us now." I remarked.

"Nope, they already think we've been doing it for years. That's why they left us alone."

"How could they think that? I have never touched you in that way."

"I kind of told them that so they would quit bugging me about not dating."

"Sue, why would you do such a thing? Now they'll think I'm a perv."

"Relax, will you? They won't think any such thing. I found out that they are cousins!"

"Jesus, maybe we're all perverts. By the way, why weren't you dating anybody? You're a beautiful, healthy girl. You should have had dozens of boyfriends by now."

A tear slid down her cheek. "I saved it all this time, for you. I've been in love with you since I was fifteen. I can't stand it any more. Love me now or I'll die!"

Nude, hand in hand, we strolled into my bedroom. She sat on the bed and I sat beside her. "Please don't hate me. I can't help how I feel for you. Just let me love you and care for you. You don't have to love me back. I just know I want you." She whimpered.

What could I say? A voluptuous young girl sitting nude on my bed next to me. A hardon I could punch through a brick wall. She was touching it. I was doomed. "I'll probably go to hell for this," I opined. "I must confess that I am also a virgin. I haven't ever even kissed a girl before today. We'll have to learn together."

"Alright!!" She sang. Her grip on my cock tightened. She leaned over and kissed it. 

I leaned over and kissed her. For the first time I felt a real live breast. It was soft and warm. My nuts were about to explode. I gripped her nipples between my thumbs and fore fingers. She moaned in a low, husky voice. I kissed her nipple and sucked it into my mouth. She was writhing on the edge of the bed.

"I've read about this stuff and even seen a couple of porn videos, but I've never tried any of it. What'll we do first?" I asked. I figured that since she had initiated the action, she must have some kind of plan.

She explained, "First, we lie down beside each other and do some exploring. Then I guess we'll just do what comes naturally."

"That's your plan? I thought that you would have some elaborate scheme."

"Nope, that's it!" She crawled to the middle of the bed and lay down. I crawled over to her side, put my arm around her and hugged her tight. She hugged me back. I felt her tits. She rubbed my chest. My hand slid down to her slit. She started jacking my cock.

We were French kissing each other as our hands performed the exploratory functions. I had never felt this way before. I had not even suspected that feelings like this existed. I pressed a finger into her slit and found it to be wet with some kind of really slick stuff. I raised my finger to my nose. It smelled wonderful, so I licked it. It tasted better than it smelled. I resolved to explore this bit of data more, later.

Doing what came naturally; she nibbled on my neck and sucked on my earlobes. It was driving me mad with feelings before unknown. She released her grip on my dick and massaged my balls. It just got better and better. I was deep in the arms of lust, a slave now to whatever she demanded.

"Kiss my legs," she whispered.

I rubbed her feet and kissed her toes. I licked the inside of her knees. As I kissed my way up her thighs, the fragrance of her arousal assaulted my nostrils. I could not stop. I kissed her pussy and she screamed, "YES!" I licked some of the juice that was starting to leak from it. Straight from the source, it was much better than from my fingers. I let my tongue slide deep into her slit and found her vagina. I slipped a finger into her. She was going crazy with desire.

"Now, let's do it now!" she begged.

I slid my body up her body. "Guide me," I whispered.

She guided my cock to her entrance. "Are you sure?" I asked.

"Hell, yes!! Do it now!"

Guided by her hand, I slid my cock slowly into her love canal. I was close to cumming when I reached her barrier. She grabbed my hips and pulled me through it. When it broke, she gave a little gasp. A tear slid down her cheek. "Hold still a minute," she requested.

I lay there with my cock inside her. I could feel her pussy pulsing around me. I had known that sex was supposed to be good, but I never thought it would be anything like this! She was so soft and supple inside, so very warm and wet. I felt her start to move under me.

"Fuck me. Fuck me now." She demanded.

I sank the rest of my prick into her as deeply as I could. She was wiggling around under me as I began to stroke into her. My trusts became harder, more intense. "Faster, faster," she panted.

"I'm going to cum soon." I puffed.

"Squirt it in me. I've been on the pill for four months. I want to feel you filling me."

"OHHHHh GGGOddddd!!!" I yelled as I lost total control and started shooting my juice into her. That must have triggered her orgasm because she was writhing wildly under me saying, "YES, YES, YES!!" I felt her juices come all over my cock. I knew then that I was in love. 

"Spoon me," she whimpered, "I want to sleep with your cock in me."

Could I refuse? Not only no, but hell no. I turned her over so her back was to my front and stuck my still-hard rod into her sweet, tender pussy. "MMM mmm, good," she quietly murmured as she slipped into a deep sleep. I followed her soon after, wondering at this beautiful thing called 'woman.'

Today, I am a theoretical physicist. I am still with the same woman. I am still wondering.



My Sister, My Love



Not till much later did I realise she had planned it from the beginning, though, of course, it seems obvious now.

"She" was my elder sister -- elder by a year and a bit -- and her name was Anya. She was (at the time of this story) twenty, and I -- eighteen and three quarters. She was tall, almost as tall as I am, and slim, dark with long black hair and elegant limbs. She moved like a gazelle. There's no other word for it.

We lived, you must understand, in a fairly conservative society, though it's less conservative now than it used to be. What this basically meant is that, in those not-too-long-ago days, we had very little opportunity for sex unless it was within marriage. Even the privacy for groping someone of the opposite sex may have been difficult to come by -- and if you came by the privacy, it would be likely that you couldn't find someone to grope and to grope you.

So, given our ages and the fact that we had access to porn (porn always manages to find its way into any society, and the more conservative it is, the more its appeal) just gave us a further hormonal surge. Since my sister and I were usually rather open with each other, not the usual elder sister bossing younger brother scene, we did talk about what turned us on and we used to discuss how we would go about sex if ever we had the chance.

Still, I had never actually anticipated having sex. It was something in the future so far off that we could never contemplate it as real or of any immediate urgency. I used to fantasise about making love to an unknown, idealised woman, and masturbate. Sometimes (Anya's room and mine shared a common wall) I could hear gasps and soft moans coming from her room, and I deduced that she was masturbating too, but I never mentioned it. It was somehow indiscreet of me even to admit to knowing this about her.

One day our parents announced that they had to go to a distant relative's wedding and they would be gone for six days. They gave us all sorts of detailed instructions what we should do and what we should not do and so on. Everything was explained and laid out -- our every action while they were gone. We were both attending the local high school and at the time it was going to shut for a week long recess. We knew of this but never told our parents of it -- just in case they decided to cancel their trip to keep an eye on us, or, even worse, make us go along.

Can you imagine what it meant -- six days of freedom from under our parents' thumbs! We didn't actually think of throwing wild parties (we weren't even the sort who knew people who would come to wild parties) -- but we could imagine them, right?

To cut a long story short, the great day finally dawned and early in the evening the parents (with a last set of instructions to us) drove off. We were back from school, and supposed to get stuck into homework, but of course school was off from the next day.

Anya closed the door behind us, leaned on it, and breathed out audibly. "Whoof!" she said. "I thought they would never leave!" 

I looked at my sister and grinned. "And so they've gone," I said. "So now that they went, what do we do?"

"You do what you want," she said. "I am going to change into clothes in which I feel comfortable!"

In a few minutes she emerged from her room and my jaw dropped. My sister had been clad in a shapeless baggy sweatshirt and tracksuit bottoms over rubber flip-flops when she went in; she came out in a red halter top, tiny blue denim shorts and bare feet. Her abdomen was flat and hard, the navel puckered and eminently kissable-looking, and her feet long and slender and elegant. She had a black elastic anklet round one ankle. 

"This is what I'm going to wear until they come back," she said to me. "Not a word, do you understand?" She went up on her bare toes and stretched. "And I'm going to sleep naked and when you're not in, I'm going to go around topless and maybe naked as well...why don't you change to something else too?" I was still goggling at her. Only later did I recall that I had once told her that pretty feet and flat stomachs turned me on. 

There was no way I was going to change to fewer clothes right then -- I was trying to control a sudden hard on so strong it shocked me. As camouflage, I just grunted and covered my lap with a magazine.

But that wasn't all to it. All through that evening she flitted in and out of my sight, almost undressed (once she came though with an unhooked bra clasped to her chest with her hands). We had dinner in silence; silence because I was trying not to look too obviously at her nipples pressing forward through her halter.

Afterwards she called me to the living room. "What do you want to do?" she asked. "Go to bed? I've got a video cassette here " -- those were still the days when one hadn't heard of CDs and DVDs -- "and I'm going to watch it. Join me?" Without waiting for an answer she slipped the cassette into the video player, turned on the TV, and shut the lights. I sat next to her on the sofa. My heart was hammering. I had no idea what was going to happen; I knew, however, that something was. Either she was going to maker a move on me or I'd burst. I had no idea of making a move on her -- the idea never so much as entered my mind.

It was a moment before I realised what the video was showing ... a South East Asian couple, young and good looking, in a room rather like ours. They were kissing passionately, and at this time kissing was hardly even seen on the TV or movies (the censors frowned on it) -- even the kissing would have been erotic, in itself, they were so passionate. Quickly, they slipped off each other's clothing and as we watched his shaved penis entered her wet, dilated vagina. I heard my sister's excited breathing. I could feel her tension rise like my own.

"Where did you find this?" I asked, trying to keep my voice casual.

"Oh...you know Sanjana" (a friend of hers) -- "She got it from somewhere..." her voice trailed off. The woman in the video had positioned herself on top and with every move she made her vaginal lips clasped the man's penis, the moisture glistening in the lights. Anya moaned slightly.

"Oh I can't stand it any more," she said, and stood up suddenly, her hands together reaching for her halter and drawing it over her head, throwing it to the floor. In the light from the screen I could see her breasts shine. Her shorts fell to the floor and she sat back on the sofa, right next to me, with her legs wide apart. For an instant I saw the dark puff of her pubic hair and the deep line of her vulva cleft before her hand came down over it and she began masturbating. Her other hand was playing with her nipples, her head thrown back, her eyes half closed, and little gasps came from between her parted teeth. At this moment I had no more thought for the video and neither had she. My attention was all on her, and hers, if anywhere, on herself.

Her hips began bucking rhythmically, first slowly, then harder, and she began to moan in rhythm to the thrusts. I saw the exact moment when her orgasm hit; her eyes flew wide open and her hips rose right off the cushion as her body shuddered. She sank back on the sofa at last, lying back with her skin shining with sweat, her legs wide apart, breathing deeply.

All this time I had been sitting almost frozen, watching her. I still wasn't quite expecting it when she suddenly reached over and put her hands between my legs. I had shorts on and without any trouble her hand found its way through the flap and to my underwear. "Take all that off," she said, in a voice I hadn't heard before. I got up automatically to obey.

Free of clothing, my penis was rigid as a bar, and when she touched it and held it and drew me to her by it, I felt the sensation all through my body like an electric shock. Naked, I stood before her, feeling her hands on my hips, and then the sudden sensation of my penis being taken into her mouth. Her tongue flicked back and forth across my glans, the sensation so excruciatingly pleasurable that I cried out.

Suddenly she drew back, her lips slipping off my penis, and I almost groaned aloud with disappointment. But it was only a momentary disappointment, because she lay back on the sofa, her legs spread so wide that one was draped over the back of the sofa and the foot of the other was on the floor. Grasping my arms, she drew my naked body down on hers. I felt her wiry pubic hair rub against my penis head, and then a nudging sensation as, before I quite realised it, my penis entered the warm, moist confines of her vagina. We both gasped in unison. 

Can you -- can you remember the first time you ever had sex in your life? Do you recall how it felt to penetrate a vagina, or to have a rigid penis enter you? If you can, if you can savour the memory of that first penetration, you can imagine what I felt then at that moment. I cannot describe it. It has to be felt. Wordlessly, I began to thrust, instinctively, slowly and firmly against her. She thrust up against me too, and every movement of mine was responded to by her, our gasps coming together, the warm slippery grasp of her vagina around my penis. I felt the thrumming sensation start further down, between my legs, and build quickly, and I tried to slow down, to withdraw, but it was too late, and as my orgasm sent my fluids spurting into her I heard her cry out, the sound distant through the blood roaring in my ears.

We fell asleep there that night, naked on the carpet before the VCR, not even troubling to rise and shut it off. In the morning there was no shame, no embarrassment. We rose almost together, smiled and kissed. Afterwards we bathed together, ate breakfast in the nude, and had sex again.

In those few days we were alone and together we made love not less than fifty times. It got so that we would do other things just in the intervals between sessions of lovemaking. We didn't leave the house except to do essential shopping, we didn't invite anyone to visit, and as far as possible we did not wear any clothes at all.

I still remember her lying back on the dining room table, her legs apart, while I stood between them and watched my penis vanish in and out of her vagina. She raised her head, too, to watch it, and cried out in excitement when I used my fingers to stimulate her clitoris. I remember well how she straddled me, holding my penis with one hand while rubbing her vagina back and forth over it until I came all over her hand and she began laughing uncontrollably.

After the parents returned we could no longer have sex that often, but we did manage it at least once a week. If we got too horny one or other of us would slip into the other's room after mom and dad were asleep. The response was always rapturous.

I wish this story had a happy ending but it doesn't. Anya was returning from a New Year's party when she was hit on her scooter by a drunken driver. She never regained consciousness and died in hospital three days later.

I was devastated, more than I can say. It was years before I recovered and I can still not celebrate New Years wholeheartedly. Sometimes I lie in my girlfriend's arms, even now, on a moonlit night and I cry. I haven't told her why; she thinks it's for the beauty of our lovemaking. I haven't told her and never will, about what Anya and I did.

And sometimes, lying in the warm afterglow of sex, I look up and I can see Anya. I can feel her presence and I know she will be waiting. Someday, she promises me, we will be together again. 



My Sister, My Love



This is my first story for Literotica. I want to thank Linda62953 for helping me with the editing of the story. I hope everyone enjoys it.

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I always thought my sister was a beautiful lady. Sure, we fooled around with each other when we were younger, but that was only experimenting, a kiss here, a touch there which really did not lead to anything more. As the years went on we each dated and got married had kids and did the family thing. We would chat on the phone, see each other for lunches and at family functions. She lived on the opposite side of town, so seeing each other was not a problem. We would often talk about the times we were fooling around and laughed about it.

At 46 Lori was the picture of beauty any guy would fall in love with. She was married for 20 years until her husband left her with 2 kids. Smooth skin, a beautiful smile, brunette hair and the sexiest brown eyes you would ever want to see. She always kept herself in shape and at 5'6 it showed. When her husband left her, she felt it was all over for her since she was in her mid 40's.

Being single again and raising two kids, she figured she wouldn't have much of a life anymore.

After ten years of marriage, my wife became ill and passed away, we never had any children, something we had always planned on. Single again at 44 was not something I planned on. I had a good job which gave me flexibility to have certain days off, making my own schedule was fine with me. 

My sister needed more help then I did, but I was always there for her whenever she needed. I was over her house more and more helping with finances and the kids and making sure things were ok and going in the right direction. 

"Drew, you always do the right thing for me, always helping me and the kids, you are a sweet brother."

"No problem Lori, you know we have always been close and you always helped me during my troubling times." 

We gave each other a nice long hug, feeling her close to me was a feeling I needed. I kissed her quickly on the cheek, smiled and told her I would see her soon. She smiled as I walked out the door.

I had to take care of some personal business for the day then headed home, finished up earlier than I thought. I arrived home and turned on my computer to check some e mails. A lot of junk e mail, but one from my sister which was rare since we usually would call each other on our cells or text each other. 

Hi Drew,

Thank you for coming by this morning, you can't imagine how wonderful it is to have a brother like you. So handsome so loving, so sweet, a man any woman would adore. You have made me feel so special with all that you have been doing. I love you.

Lori 

After reading that I responded.

Hey Lori,

Thank you for the e mail. You are a woman who is special and loving and kind. Guys would be lucky to have you too. Glad we can always share our feelings so easily. Love you too.

Drew 

That was an email that made me feel so good, that I had to do something for Lori when the time was right for both of us.

I called and left her message on her cell, we both were busy for the past two days, so we kept missing each other. I had a house in the country that I used from time to time and was thinking about taking Lori there for the weekend. It was in a part of the state that was remote, but the view of the mountains was so beautiful it took your breath away. I had some time off so I took some vacation days to go up to the house so I can clean and prepare it. All I needed to do was ask Lori which weekend was good, her kids were old enough to be on their own, so that was not a problem.

Calling her again, this time she picked up, 

"Hey sis how are you?, been busy I guess?"

"Yes, a lot of work and keeping the kids busy too, I need a break."

"I may have the perfect remedy for you"

"What is that, tell me."

"Lets get away for a weekend at my country house, how does that sound?"

" That would be wonderful, I am free next weekend."

"Perfect, I will stop by in a day or two, we can make arrangements when I see you"

"Ok Drew, thank you, you're the best, love you."

"Love you too Lori"

I wanted to make this a great weekend away, the thought of being alone with my sister was making me feel so good. I had to make sure that my feelings and her feelings were on the same page.

I stopped over on Tuesday, after my shift around 4PM. Her kids were working so I know we had some time together. I rang the bell as she opened the door, I can see she was glad to see me, as she kissed me on the cheek and gave me a nice long hug. We sat on the couch for a bit and made some small talk, before she went inside to get some ice tea to drink. I asked her if she was doing good and she said yes, as I told her I was fine too and coming along well. I held her hand as we chatted and she appreciated the closeness by resting her head on my shoulder. The sweet smell of her fresh hair made me start to think that I should go a little further at that time.

I kissed her forehead as she let out a sigh.

"You make me feel so good, so loved Drew, I appreciate all that you do."

"I know Lori, you are special to me and I know we can get even closer."

With that I slid my hand to rest on her thigh, slightly caressing it, I kissed her, this time a kiss on the lips, a short kiss, which kind of surprised her, but she turned and kissed me on the lips after we broke our first kiss. I felt so good and I was hoping we can finally have a deep kiss, which happened in a matter of seconds. Our tongues met and twirled around our mouths like teenagers kissing for the first time. Pulling her body closer to me, I moved my hands to her hips as she moved her hands over my neck and around my back. After about what seemed to be an hour we looked at each other and knew we wanted more.

Since this weekend was going to be good for the both of us, I told her I would pick her up early, about 8AM, since it was about a two hour ride from her place. All she had to do was let the kids know she would be away for the weekend and be back on Sunday evening. It was only Tuesday but the anticipation of knowing we would be alone for the weekend was making me feel so excited. The thought of being with my sister and making love to her was a thought like no other I had. Friday came and I woke up early, around 5AM, showered, shaved and packed, I was always a last minute packer. I sent a text to Lori and she sent a text back saying she was looking forward to a nice relaxing weekend and would be ready for 8AM.

I got into the car and stopped to pick up a paper and then to my sisters house. Rang the bell and there she was looking so sexy, tight blue jeans with a white top showing some of her voluptuous 36C breasts, we kissed good morning and I picked up her suitcases and put them in the car.

"How much did you pack?" I asked her.

"Oh, not too much, just enough" she said laughing.

I helped her in the car, being the gentleman that I am I always hold the door for the ladies.

The drive was good, not too much traffic, Lori fell asleep for a bit so it was me and the radio for about 45 minutes. We arrived at the house, and Lori asked me if I was tired, I told her I was fine and we went into the house. The weather was great, sunny and nice, so the hot tub would be coming in handy later on. She was amazed at how great the house looked and remembered the last time she was up here with everyone. I told her I know its been awhile, but it was an escape for me since my wife died, the peace and quiet were helpful during that time. I took her bags up to her room and put them on the bed. I then took mine and put them in my room which was across from her room. Lori went out on the porch to look at the mountains, I unpacked my things and went downstairs to go outside with her.

"Beautiful view, always loved it"

"Best view in the whole state." I said.

I held her hand and squeezed it gently as we both enjoyed the view.

I turned her around, and moved my fingers to brush her hair back and caress her face, we kissed again, a deep passionate kiss, as we held each other tight. After breaking the kiss we smiled.

"Drew, I have these feelings for you for a while now, that well, should not be between siblings."

"I understand Lori, its not everyday the one you really know is the one for you is your sister or brother."

"I wanted to be alone with you to see if your feelings for me where the same and if they were, then we should take it to another level."

"They are the same, after we kissed on the couch at my place all the feelings of love and passion came to me, I knew I wanted you then, but we had to be discreet about it."

After hearing that I knew it would be a matter of time before we were making love but I needed to be sure and now I had that. I told her I would be making dinner, Lori laughed and said maybe she should cook. Being it was early afternoon and dinner would be later we made it over to the couch and sat down for a few minutes before I would turn the hot tub on so we can relax in there. Lori went upstairs to change as I took out a bottle of wine and two glasses and headed to turn on the hot tub. I changed into my robe in a room right before you went outside. Just thinking of my sister made my cock so hard, as I came out of the room she was walking past me, brushing her tits on my shirt, as she wryly said oh sorry and smiled.

Soon as we got outside, I checked to make sure the water was perfect and put the wine and glasses down on a little table attached to the hot tub. I removed my robe and went in first, my 7 inch cock all ready and hard, as Lori noticed and gave a sheepish grin as she disrobed and came in. The sexiest body I have ever seen, my wife had a nice body, but not compared to my sister's.

I poured a glass for her as she leaned against me, I poured mine and we toasted to a great and relaxing weekend as the glasses clanged.

I could feel her body pressing against me as I was in the corner of the hot tub. We finished our drinks and put the glasses down. Just feeling the water pulsating against us was making us both feel so good and relaxed. I slowly put my arm around her waist as she sighed and leaned up on my chest. My cock was so ready I didn't want to waste any more time. I slid my hands around her breasts slowly pinching each nipple as they got hard, my lips began to kiss her neck, while she began to stroke my cock. Caressing her breasts I turned her around so I can begin to lick and suck those beautiful breasts. 

"Drew, mmm you know what a woman needs and wants, make love to me."

With that command, my lips and tongue made circles around each nipple as my free hand was holding her along her back moving up and down. Her hands playing with my hair as my tongue licked her right nipple then her left one, then sucked both of them, slowly. While playing with her nipples, I slid my other free hand and massaged her inner thigh, then moving it to her pussy, so wet and ready. After loving her breasts I knew I wanted to lick her shaven pussy. I lifted her out of the hot tub and onto a lounge sofa that could hold two people. We kissed again as I kissed down her body making long circles as I opened her legs wider.

"Lori you are so sexy and beautiful, I am so glad we have the same feelings for each other."

I stopped by her belly button and kissed it, my tongue making circles around it. I gently placed my hand on her stomach and pressed down slightly before I began my trip to her pussy.

I first wanted to kiss and lick down her whole leg, which I did by licking her inner thighs and kissing then to her pussy and stopping. While doing this my one hand was caressing her breasts and the other was moving up and down her leg, This was driving her crazy. She would reach down every now and then and play with her clit. I kissed down her left leg and then around to her right leg. As I got to her ever wet pussy I lifted her legs up and gave a quick lick to her ass.

She was resting her head on a pillow, as the warm air and the solitude of being alone was making this a very hot time. My tongue circled around her clit licking the left side and the right side as my fingers traced along her pussy lips. I then moved my tongue around her clit and slowly sucked it into my mouth letting it roll from side to side in my mouth.

"Oh my Drew, mmmm your tongue is so amazing." 

I let my tongue play with her clit then moved my fingers into position slowly massaging the sides of her clit. She was so quiet during this period, I must have been doing a real good job orally.

I let my fingers continue to play with her clit as my tongue slide up and down her pussy, stopping in the middle and licking side to side. I knew if I kept that up she would soon cum and I would taste those juices I always wanted to taste. I kept the pace up then moved faster on her clit and pussy. She was soaked. Lori put her legs around my shoulders and was running her fingers through my hair, she leaned up a little as my tongue was buried deep inside her pussy.

"Drew baby, I am going to cum, mmmmm ohhhhhh." She came so fast and so much it was so good to have her juices fill my mouth.

I leaned up and kissed her and let her taste how good she was. She smiled and said that I would be next and the blow job I was to receive would be the best one I ever had.

I stood up as Lori was at the edge of the sofa, my cock ready for my sister. She sucked on my balls letting her tongue lick each one then sucking each one she was moving her hand up and down my cock. She then began playing with my balls with her fingers as her tongue was slowly moving up and down the shaft of my cock. She got to the head and slid her tongue from side to side. She took my cock in her mouth and slowly sucked. My head leaning back at the pleasure I had not received in so long. There is only so much masturbation can do, having a blow job was the next best thing even if it was my sister giving me the blow job. Sucking hard for a few minutes I made her stop and laid down on the sofa as she then moved to the side and began sucking, this time it was more intense. The sensation was building up I knew I would cum in a matter of minutes.

'Lori, you are the best baby. "

Not wanting to cum yet, I pulled her off and laid her down on the sofa and opened her legs wide. After kissing for a bit, I slid my cock in slow, then out slower, gosh she was so wet. I rested her leg over my leg as I lifted the other one as my motion was moving faster and faster. I leaned down and sucked each nipple as I was finally fucking my sister. I moved one finger around her clit and continuing to suck her nipple I was so close to letting my cum fill her love hole like no other.

"Baby I am going to cum."

"Yes Drew fill me up with your cum, I have been dreaming about this."

I began to cum as my sisters body was in total orgasm, she grabbed my shoulders and arched her legs around my waist, looking into her eyes as I began filling her with my cum, it was so erotic and so hot. 

We collapsed into each others arms and just let the warm air invigorate us as we kissed each other and caressed one another. We finally got up from the sofa and made our way into the house, since each room had a shower, but we ended up in mine. After a few minutes we kissed and hugged each other as we know we enjoyed every minute of what just happened and what was going to happen again. The shower water was warm and invigorating. I turned her around and began soaping her back and ass, then moving my hands around her breasts caressing them as the soap was all over her. I took the shower head and ran it down her body, sensually, then moving it along her clit, she moaned with pleasure. Another few minutes and she was lathering my cock, we kissed as she did that. She went down and gave me another blow job. We got out of the shower after some nice play and dried each other off. We went downstairs for dinner.

After dinner we sat outside looking at the sun setting, a beautiful and romantic sight to see.

"I just want to say Lori, it was beautiful what we did this afternoon."

"It was, I never knew it would be so erotic and sexy with you, and I wanted to be loved like this for so long."

"Instead of sleeping in your room, come and stay with me tonight, we have the rest of the night and tomorrow together alone."

"I was hoping you would ask me."

Lori called her two kids to make sure they were fine. They were out, her daughter at the movies and her son at a baseball game. She knew they would work on Saturday so she told them she would call them on Sunday morning before we left. My schedule was clear so I was good with not calling anyone. We sat on the couch watching some TV for a while before Lori went up to bed. I stayed downstairs for a while and went online for a few minutes before heading up stairs at 9:30. My door was open so I knew Lori had already gone in. As I opened the door, I was greeted with a smile, and Lori waiting on the bed for me, her legs crossed over each other. I smiled back and removed my shirt and pants. I dimmed the lights as I took my sister and moved her in for a long passionate kiss, While she was on top of me, my hands caressed her ass, as our tongue made love to each other, her right hand on my chest and her left on my shoulder. The second time around with my sister, I felt should be better than the first one.

I leaned her over on her back, as we kissed some more, the night air hot as it blew in through an open window. I had a king size bed, so it would not be a problem getting into certain positions for us.

"This is so exciting for me, such a turn on, mmm, take me again Drew."

This time I had my sister slide down the bed so I can be at the edge leaning to lick that sweet pussy. I opened her legs and kissed her inner thighs as my tongue made its way to her pussy. While there I played with her clit again with my fingers, this time rolling it between my forefinger and middle finger gently. I licked her pussy up and down slowly up then licking down fast. Then licking fast up then slowly down still massing her clit. I then circled around her clit with my tongue, then licked it side to side, while sliding in two fingers inside her pussy reaching for her g-spot. She let out a moan as I was at her g spot, massaging it while my tongue went faster on her clit. I knew she would be in at a point of no return in a matter of minutes if I kept this up.

She began to grab the sides of the sheets and lean her head back. Sliding two fingers in I moved them in and out faster and faster, as I leaned up and sucked her nipples. That was too much for her as she reached orgasm and let out a loud moan. Making my sister cum like that was so hot I knew now we were both going to continue on this path of fucking when ever we wanted to.

After a few minutes I needed her mouth on my cock and this time wanted her to swallow my cum. I stood up in front of the bed, as she kissed my stomach and massaged my balls her mouth taking in my cock and slowly sliding it up and down. In the meantime her free hands grabbed my ass as she made this blow job better then the first one.

She took all of my 7 inches inside her mouth and began sucking fast. I did not say anything about swallowing, but the way she was going I figured she wanted to taste all of my cum. The sensation was so great as I leaned my head back and played with her hair. After a while I felt my balls beginning to swell ready to cum. 

"Oh Lori, I'm going to cum baby."

"Yes Drew, fill my mouth with your hot cum, I want it."

After a few more minutes I shot my load in her mouth as she swallowed every drop. My wife never did that, but this was a moment of love I will never forget. We laid on the bed for a while her leg over my legs as she ran her hand around my chest. It was still early so I knew we would fuck again, but I wanted to savor this moment. I know fucking your sister is not the norm, but this was so exciting and so loving, it was so great. I knew she felt the same. I got up to open the windows a little, the night air was refreshing. I asked her if she wanted a water since I was going to get one, so I brought up 2 bottles anyway. 




My Sister, My Love



I have divided this story into seven chapters. You can read them each individually or all together. Either way I hope you will enjoy my story.

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Chapter 1

I was 18 years old and in my senior year of high school. We lived in a quiet suburban neighborhood in a two level colonial. I was very shy, a late bloomer, and hadn't dated any girls yet. I had an older sister, Jennifer, who was 20 and worked as a waitress while she went to community college. She still lived at home to save money. She had a steady boyfriend, Mark, and when she wasn't studying she was spending most of her time with him.

Our parents were fairly strict and Jennifer hadn't started dating until she was 18. They both worked and usually didn't get home until after 5pm. Mom taught at the elementary school and Dad was an architect.

It was Monday afternoon and I was just getting home from school. I came through the garage door into the kitchen, threw my backpack onto the table and proceeded to go to my room to change. On my way through the family though I was stopped dead in my tracks. My sister was giving Mark a blowjob on the couch. They hadn't heard me yet and I watched her head going up and down. Then the hardwood floor squeaked beneath my feet. Her gaze turned to where I was standing.

"Oh shit!" she screamed muffled by Mark's dick in her mouth.

"Oh shit!" she screamed again quickly jumping up. 

"I didn't see anything," I said already running towards the stairs.

"Sean!" she yelled.

"What?" I responded.

I could hear her telling Mark to go home.

"I'll be up in a minute," she yelled.

"Okay," I replied walking to my room. 

I couldn't believe what I had just seen. Her mouth was wrapped around her boyfriends dick. Never could I have imagined her doing that. I knew she did stuff with Mark because I had heard them before but usually they were making out. 

My sister is pretty. I always knew that. She is petite, 5'2"", 105lbs, with dark brown hair and has piercing blue eyes. Being a late bloomer I was still growing and at age 18 I was 5'7", 155lbs, with dark hair, blue eyes, and I was in good shape from years of soccer and baseball.

After what seemed like an eternity she walked in. I was standing looking out the window.

Embarrassed she said, "Sean. You have to promise you won't say anything to Mom and Dad."

"Yeah, that's cool," I replied.

Now glaring at me, "No seriously?"

"I said, it's cool. I promise I won't say anything Jen."

"Okay little booger. I didn't mean for you to see us doing that. So we are cool?" she asked poking me in the stomach.

"Stop that," I giggled pushing her hand away.

Poking again she asked, "We cool?"

"Yes," I replied trying to end the awkward conversation.

She then gave me a push and I instinctively grabbed her and tossed her onto my bed. 

"Oh it's on brother!!"

Trying her best to make light of the situation she grabbed my shirt and pulled me onto the bed and swung me down on my back. We started tossing around for a few minutes, her short skirt twirling as we flung back and forth until she finally landed on top of me. She was straddling me and had my hands were pinned down. That's when I felt her hips moving, it was subtle, however I could feel the soft fabric of her panties brushing against my crotch. I instantly started getting hard.

"Do you know what I was doing to Mark?" she asked.

"Well yeah," I replied.

"How would you know?"

"Ah because I am 18 and not stupid," I responded now trying my best not to get hard with my sister on top of me.

Glaring at me she kept gently brushing her crotch across my dick.

"You little perv. You are getting a boner!" she said climbing off of me.

Looking down, I could see my dick was poking straight out against my jeans.

"You say anything to Mom and I'll tell her about your boner," she said squinting her eyes in a threatening manner.

"I didn't mean to... I'm... I'm sorry!" I tried pleading.

"Fine," she said flinging her hair around and walking out the door.

Walking out I noticed her lean legs, her very visible gap, and how she swayed her hips. I had never look at my sister this way.

That night I jerked off thinking about everything that had happened. From seeing her sucking Mark's dick to the feeling I had with her on top of me.

I didn't see her much the next couple days. Not until Thursday. It was 4:30pm in the afternoon and I was at the kitchen table doing my homework when she walked in. 

"Hey squirt!"

"Hey," I said trying not to look up.

She got something to drink and I went to the walk in pantry to get a snack.

I heard her follow me in and she pushed her way in front me and reached up to the third shelf, at the same time pushing her butt out against my crotch.

"I can't reach it," she said trying to grab the cereal.

I stepped forward reaching up to grab it when I felt her butt pushing back on me. I couldn't move and I felt a tingling in my body. She put her hands on the shelf arching her back and pressed harder. My dick responded and I wasn't sure what do. Just like before, she didn't move much, but enough to rub me.

"I heard you the other night," she whispered.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I could hear your bed hitting the wall. Were you thinking me?" she asked.

"No!" I responded.

She kept pushing her ass into me.

"It's okay, I was also thinking of you while you were doing IT." 

"You were?" I asked. 

"I was. All I could do was think about was how big you felt."

She turned around and shyly asked. "Can I see your dick Sean?"

"I don't know. I guess so," I said embarrassingly.

"I want to see it." I unzipped my pants and pulled it out. My dick had really started growing in the past year or so and was now 7.5" and thick. 

She gasped, "Oh my god. I knew it. You are so much bigger than Mark!"

Staring at me in disbelief she looked at it.

"Can I touch it?" she asked already reaching down.

That's when I felt her hand wrap around my dick and give it a tug.

"Have you been with a girl yet?"

I nodded no while trying make sense of what was happening. She gently began stroking me.

"Do you mind if I do this?"

"Um, I guess not"

Just then we heard the sound of the garage door.

"Shit!" we both screamed.

She put my dick back in my pants and zipped me up. I ran back to the kitchen table and she ran upstairs.

Mom walked in, "How was your day Sean?"

"Strange but good," I replied.

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Chapter 2

I didn't sleep much that night and when I got home from school the next day Jennifer was already waiting for me.

"You're not with Mark?" I asked.

Smiling she responded, "Not today."

She grabbed my hand. "Come upstairs with me."

She locked the door to her bedroom and walk over to me wearing a white tee shirt and short running shorts. She undid my zipper and swiftly pulled my jeans off. She pushed me back onto the bed with my underwear still on. She straddled me and expertly placed her crotch against my hard dick and less subtle than in the past she began grinding me. 

Looking down at me she said, "I'm sorry Sean. I don't know why... We shouldn't be doing this."

Feeling the same anxiously about it I responded, "Yeah, I know what you mean."

She didn't stop though and her breathing got faster.

"You feel so big... and so hard though," she said grinding me harder. "Maybe... Maybe we just need to set some rules and boundaries."

She climbed off and lay next to me. Reaching over she rubbed my dick through my underwear.

Squeezing me while she talked she said, "Okay. First of all I know we shouldn't be doing this but I have been watching you grow for a while now and I kinda knew you were bigger down there. I know it's wrong in so many ways. Yet I feel a connection between us that I can't deny. Secondly, some rules. We can never have sex. Ever. Okay? Thirdly we only do what we are both comfortable doing and always respect each other. Okay?"

My dick felt so hard in her hands. "I guess so," I replied. "But I'm your brother and isn't that called insense or something?"

"Incest," she responded smiling.

"Yeah that," I replied.

Her eyes gazed the other way, "No one has to know. We'll figure things out later. Okay?"

"Okay," I replied.

"Good. Now take these off," she said helping me out my my underwear.

My dick sprung up and she looked at it seemingly forgetting anything that was said in the past couple of minutes. She grabbed it half way up the shaft and squeezed it. 

"Sean. You really are big!" 

She stroked me gently. "Does this feel good?"

"Yes!" I replied.

I was sitting back against the wall and she laid next to me. Looking down I followed the curve of her back past her thin waist and to her perfectly shaped perky ass. She was memorized by my dick and took her time. Her hands were small which made my dick look even bigger.

"You like this?" She asked.

"I do Jen," I responded shyly. 

She squeezed harder and picked up her pace and looked up at me and asked, "Do you want your big sister to make you cum?"

Smiling she said, "I can't believe I just said that."

Moaning softly I nodded yes. 

"Oh Sean you are so big. Just like I thought you would be. I want to make you cum."

Jerking me hard now I felt it coming. "Ohhh shit, here it comes Jen!"

"That's it Sean let go!!"

My body tensed up and cum flew out in thick spurts.

"Holy crap Sean. It's going all over my bed!"

Shooting straight up I released everything I had, "Ohhh... ohhh... ahhhhh!!"

Cum landed around my crotch, on my dick, on her bed, and all over her hand.

"Oh gross you little shit," she screamed. "Oh my god... you are cumming so much."

My breathing was fast and I had just had the biggest orgasm of my life. 

"Sorry Jen!" I managed to say collapsing back on her pillows.

"It's okay, cum is always gross and I just didn't expect that much," she said getting up and walking across the room to get a towel. She wiped her hand and laid back down next to me. "Let's clean you up."

She took her time making sure to get all of it. When she finished she laid her head on my thigh and lay her hand on my dick.

"Can I do this to you any time Sean?" she asked.

"Yeah. I guess so," I replied.

"Good!" :-)

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Chapter 3

The following week we spent most of the afternoons together and ditching my friends and her boyfriend Mark. Each day she'd be waiting for me after school and we'd go to her room. And each time she would start by mounting me and rubbing herself against my dick to get me hard. Truthfully I was already hard before I even got home but it still felt good when she did it. Then she would take her time and give me really good hand jobs. 

Friday, when I got home from school, to my delight she was waiting for me.

"Hi Sean. We need to talk. Mark is starting to get mad that we aren't spending time together."

"Oh," I responded.

"It's not your fault. But we can't spend this much time together after today. Aren't your friends wondering where you've been?"

I replied, "They have but I told them I had lots of homework this week."

She got closer and said smiling, "Honestly Sean, I would rather be here with you than with Mark." 

She reached down, undid my zipper, and pulled out my dick.

"I love holding your big dick and making you feel good."

She pulled my dick and guided me to a chair. "Sit down Sean."

She was wearing a beige skirt and white button down shirt. She got up on my lap and put my dick between her legs and gently pressed down with her soft panties. Grabbing my face she looked into my eyes.

"You've become such a handsome young man. Your big sister is going to take care of you."

She began rubbing herself on my dick. Grabbing my hands she guided them to her breast.

"Touch me Sean!"

My hands wrapped around each breast and squeezed softly. 

"Yes Sean. Like that!"

I could feel her nipples through the fabric of her shirt and she wasn't wearing a bra. She undid a couple buttons and place my right hand under her shirt. She felt so soft and amazing. I held her breast which filled up my hand.

"Oh yes Sean... That's nice... You like that?" She asked.

"Your so soft. What should I do?"

"Just squeeze softly."

"Like this?" I asked

"Uh huh... Just like that," she replied.

Her hips starting moving faster and I could feel her wetness coming through her panties. She was sliding herself up and down the length of my dick. Then she grabbed my arms tightly and pulled me close.

"Oh my god... Oh my god... I'm... I'm cumming... Ahhhhh...Ohhhhh Sean!!"

I watched her as she had her orgasm on top of me. She looked so beautiful and it felt so good. I was very close to cumming too. Her hips slowed down and she pressed her head on my shoulder.

"Oh my god Sean. That was amazing!"

Ding dong! The front doorbell rang.

"Shit!" she whispered. 

We looked out the window and saw Mark's car.

"Fuck. I need to go change. Sean you get the door and tell him I'll be right down."

"But?" Looking down at my dick it was rock hard.

Smiling she said, "Tuck that thing away. I'll deal with that later!"

I did my best to conceal my hard on walking to the door awkwardly. When I opened the door, there stood Mark. He was a good looking guy with light brown hair and was at least 6 feet tall.

I tried to hide behind the door and said, "Hi Mark. Jen said she would be down in a few minutes."

"Great. Can I come in?"

Crossing my legs trying to hide my erection I said, "Yeah, of course, come in."

"What have you been doing Sean?" Mark asked me looking down at my crotch.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Haha, nothing," he said walking past me.

I looked down and my dick was sticking straight up tenting my jeans. I excused myself and fled to the garage and got my bike and rolled out to find my friends.

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Chapter 4

The next morning she snuck into my bedroom. It was early Saturday, and our parents were still sleeping. Wearing just a long shirt and panties she closed the door and got into my bed.

"Sorry about yesterday. It's funny though. Mark told me that he thought you were jerking off and I have to laugh with him. I wonder if he noticed how big you were? Hehe. Anyway, I'm sorry for leaving you to deal with Mark. Thank you!"

Still in a daze I said, "No problem. What did you all do?"

She replied, "Not much. Went to a movie and I gave him a blowjob in the car."

"Jennifer?" I said startled by how she was talking.

"What Sean. Are you jealous?"

"No. Like I don't care what do," I responded. 

Well maybe I did care a little bit. She reached under the sheets and grabbed my dick.

"Are you always hard Sean?"

"No," I responded shyly.

Pushing the sheets aside she pulled off my boxers exposing my hard dick.

"I'm still amazed every time I see it. You are so much bigger than Mark. I don't even think I could ever even give you a blowjob, even if I wanted too."

"Do you want to?" I asked.

"Sean!"

"Sorry," I said.

"Well, I have thought about it. I just don't know if it's right. You know. You being my little brother."

Smiling I said, "I won't tell anyone."

Her eyes fixated as she held it. "It's just so big Sean. And I'm still not sure we should be doing this."

I answered, "You said anything but sex. Right?"

Slowly stroking me she crawled up between my legs. She looked up at me with her blue eyes and said, "You know this will change everything?" 

"Why?" I asked.

She took a deep breath and kissed my dick head. Smiling she said, "You'll see."

She opened her mouth and her soft lips wrapped around the tip until they slipped past the ridge. I could feel the warmth of her mouth. Easing off she said, "Oh god you are big! You are going to have to be really quiet while I do this Sean."

"Okay. But how big is Mark?" I asked.

"Like 5 inches and not thick at all. You would look like a horse next to him," she said giggling.

"Come here," she said pulling me to the edge of the bed.

She got onto her knees on the ground.

"Okay, I like this better," she said.

"Can you take off your shirt?" I asked.

She swiftly removed it exposing her beautiful breast. They weren't huge, b cups, and perfectly shaped. Her stomach was flat and her cotton panties were pink with thick sides that almost looked like short boxers. I could see the outline of her mound pushing the fabric out. 

She pushed her dark hair over to one side taking another deep breath, grabbed my dick, and took it into her mouth.

"Mmm... Mmm...," she moaned.

My dick got harder and I watched her intently. She wasn't getting much of my dick in her mouth but I could tell she had done this before. It felt so much better than jerking off. Her mouth felt soft and warm. I still couldn't believe my older sister was half naked with my dick in her mouth though. I tried to forget all that and watched her. 

Moaning now I whispered, "This feels so good Jen."

"Mmm... hmm," she replied with her mouth full.

She got into a rhythm and her gaze was fixed on reading my reaction and adjusting and quickly learning what made me feel good.

"You like this little brother?"

Yes, I nodded.

"Your big sister will always take care of you. I'm going to make you feel so good."

She took me in and sucked me, her hands resting on my thighs. I could tell she was enjoying it as much as I was. She increased her pace.

She was breathing faster and she released her mouth gasping for air. "Oh my god Sean. Your dick taste so good." She kissed the tip. "I want you in my mouth." Plunging she took it in until I hit the back of her throat. "Oh my god I want your dick so bad." Swallowing back it in she sucked on it like she was going to swallow it. She released again, droll pooling around her lips. She pushed my dick up and being sucking on my shaft and kissing it all over. "Oh Sean, I love your big dick. I want to make you cum."

Plunging back down she began sucking me hard and I knew I was going to cum.

"Jen, I going to cum!"

"Just tell me when Sean!"

"Oh fuck," I moaned.

"Ohh... Ohhh... Shit I'm cumming!!"

She pulled out just in time as my cum when flying at her.

"Yes Sean... Yes Sean... Cum for me!!"

The first rope of cum caught her chin and then she pushed my dick down spraying the rest all over her breasts. 

"Oh shit... Oh shit... Ohhhhh!!" I moaned, my body now trembling.

Still gasping with her mouth wide open she whispered, "Oh my god Sean... Oh my god... You tasted so good."

Looking down at her breast she saw all the cum I had just sprayed and she giggled and said, "Holy shit Sean!"

"I'm sorry Jen!"

"Don't be. But let's clean up before Mom and Dad get up."

She stood up and I stared at her walking around the room. Her perky ass swayed when she walked. From the side I noticed the small crease below her tear shaped breast which slopped up to large nipples that pointed straight out. She found a towel on my hamper and cleaned herself off and then came over and sat next to me. Grabbing my dick she gently cleaned me off. She leaned over and kissed my dick.

"Thank you Sean."

With that she slipped her shirt on and left my room. Walking out she turned around and whispered, "See you soon."

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Chapter 5

Through the rest of my senior year we met at least twice a week. She blew me each time and once in a while she would get on top of me to get off. I always liked that. We agreed to be more careful and for the most part resumed our normal lives. She was still dating Mark and really liked him. He was a super nice guy and I actually enjoyed him being around. Well, as long as I had my time with Jennifer. 

Summer came quickly. It was June and I was turning 19. I had grown 2 inches in the past few months and my dick had grown too. It was Saturday morning and our parents had left for errands. Jennifer was watching TV and I snuck up behind her. I put my hand down her shirt and gave her breast a squeeze.




My Sister, My Love



"Hey squirt," she said looking up at me.

"You want to?" I asked.

"So, tomorrow is your birthday and I didn't buy you a present. So, I was thinking maybe..."

She grabbed my hand and told me to come around the couch. Standing in front oh her she unzipped me and pulled my pants and underwear down. 

Grabbing my semi-hard dick she said, "I was thinking I could suck your big dick. Deal?"

"Deal!"

"You want my clothes on or off?" she asked. 

"Off please!" I answered.

She quickly disrobed down to her underwear. She looked so pretty with the morning sun shining on her body.

Sitting back down she grabbed my hardening dick. My veins bulging, I ached for her.

"Give me your big dick Sean!"

I obligingly pushed my hips forward pressing my head on her lips.

"Happy Birthday!" she said taking my dick in.

"Oh yes Jen!" I moaned.

Her suction was tight and I could tell she was already really into it. She repositioned herself on her knees on the couch and pressed by her ass to the back of the couch. I followed the curve of her underwear around each of her ass cheeks. Watching my gaze she arched her back even more pushing her ass up.

"Mmm... You're so hard Sean... Mmm... God I love your dick in my mouth."

I ran my fingers through her hair pushing it away from her face. She smiled and pushed my dick deeper pressing on her tonsils. Gagging she pulled back with drool hanging between my dick and her lips.

"Sean! I want your dick so bad!'

Plunging back down my dick hit the back of her throat again and she pressed forward trying to swallow. Gagging she kept pressing harder. Now choking she came up for air.

"You okay? I asked watching tears forming in the corner of her eyes.

"Oh yeah. I'll be fine. Oh give your sister your big dick Sean. Make me suck you!"

My sister would get horny but never like this. I grabbed her head and pushed my dick in. 

"Mmm... mmmmm...," she moaned and I sensed she wanted more and pushed her head further. When my dick hit her tonsils she didn't stop. Then I felt it happen, my dick slid into her throat.

It scared her and she backed off. Her mouth open and her eyes bulging she shouted "Oh my god... Oh my god Sean. I think I can take more."

I pulled her head down and when I hit her tonsils this time, she swallowed pulling my dick in. At least five inches were in and she stopped moving trying to adjust. Then she gagged and pushed me back. I held her head and I felt her nails digging into my thighs. 

She came up gasping for air. Her mouth was full of drool and she was moaning "Mmmmm... That was so good... I want to try again... But please don't hold my head asshole."

She took a deep breath and down she went. This time with a little pressure my dick slid into her throat. She held it there and then slid her lips all the way to the tip and back down into her throat.

Her throat was so tight and I grabbed her head. "Ohhh... Oh yes Jen."

"Oh yes my sweet little Sean. Give me your big dick."

She slid down again and came up for air, "Oh shit yes... Give me your big fucking dick!"

She reached down between her legs and vigorously began masturbating while sucking me.

"Ohhhh... Oh Sean... I'm cumming... I LOVE you your big dick... Give me your cum!!"

She kept sucking me and I was on the edge. "Where?" I moaned loudly. 

"In my mouth.. In my mouth!!" she said diving back down.

I held it as long as I could and then released. She moaned loudly, her hips

gyrating as her orgasm hit. At the same time I exploded in her mouth.

"Mmm... Ahhhhh... Mmmmmm," she moaned.

"Oh yes Jen," I screamed.

Releasing her mouth for a moment I saw my third string of cum fly into her open mouth. 

"Oh Sean!!"

My fourth spasm came and she put my dick back in her mouth.

"Mmm... Hmmm... I want all your cum," she moaned still masturbating.

As my orgasm subsided she continued sucking and swallowing my cum. 

"Oh my god Jen. I can't believe you just..."

Licking and eating all the cum off my dick she replied, "Shh... I know! I did it with Mark a few weeks ago and I knew I had to have yours. You tasted so good Sean."

She pulled me down to the couch, sat me back, and put her head on my shoulder. She kissed my cheek and whispered in my ear, "Happy Birthday Sean!"

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Chapter 6

That summer Jen and I got really close and continued messing around when the time allowed. Mom being a teacher had the summer off too so we didn't have many moments alone.

It was August now and I was heading off to college in a few weeks. It was Sunday morning and we were all having breakfast in the kitchen.

Mom asked, "Are you excited about high school Sean!"

I shrugged and said, "Yeah, I guess so."

Mom continued talking, "I can't believe how big you've gotten. Why, you must be taller than your Dad now."

I had grown over the summer and I was now 5'10". Something else had continued growing and my dick was now well over 8 inches.

Trying not to look up I caught a glance of Jennifer smiling. 

"Both of you stand up!" she said putting us back to back. "Just as I thought. Oh my little Sean, you're growing up too fast."

We sat back down and she said, "Well, you're Dad and I are joining your Aunt Amy at the beach next weekend. I know your cousins are much younger and well your Dad and I were thinking that you didn't have to come if you didn't want to."

Jennifer and I both looked at each other. She smiled and said, "I think that's a good idea. I have some shopping to do before school starts and I don't mind watching over Sean. I'll make sure he stays out of trouble."

"Oh Jennifer. You're too sweet! Are you sure though?" Mom asked.

"Yes. It's really no problem," my sister answered smiling.

My Dad spoke up, "Okay then. Just a few rules. No parties and Mark can't spend the night. Other than that we'll leave you some money for pizza and food."

"Okay Dad. That sounds reasonable," Jennifer responded.

We quickly finished breakfast and headed upstairs to change. Jennifer followed me to my room. Beaming in excitement she jumped up into my arms causing me to fall back on the bed. Landing on top of me she brushed my hair back and peered into my eyes.

"Sean, we have a whole weekend together!"

The door to my room was still open when she reached down and squeezed my dick.

"We are going to have so much fun Sean. I already know what we'll be doing."

I heard some foot steps and threw her off, maybe a little too hard, because she went flying to the floor.

Dad appeared at the door, "What are you guys doing?" 

"Oh nothing," responded from the floor.

He walked off I could hear him say, "Silly kids!"

The week dragged on forever especially since Mom was home most of the time.

Friday finally came we said goodbye the our parents.

"Be good kids," our mom said walking out the door.

Both of us beaming we responded, "We will!"

We watched them pull away and my sister grabbed me pulling me close. She was wearing a white tank top and short jean shorts. Her dark hair resting on her shoulders. She leaned back looked my up at me.

"I have so much planned for us Sean."

"Like what?" I asked.

She responded, "Patience little one."

Feeling my dick growing against her crotch though she said giggling, "I'll take that back. Let's go to my room Sean now."

Holding my hand she dragged me upstairs.

"Okay. First rule for this weekend. No clothes!"

She proceeded to undress intentionally slow. First she took off her tank top and then reaching behind unsnapping her bra. Pulling it off her shoulders she revealed her breasts. Watching me watching her she pulled her shorts off and laid them onto ground. Then, unexpectedly, she slowly removed her underwear exposing her dark mound. We had done a lot together but until this moment I had never seen her naked. I followed the lines of her flat stomach which v shaped down to her trimmed mound. She looked so beautiful.

She walked over to me taking off my shirt. Then she reached for my zipper and in a swift swoop my pants and underwear were down. I stepped out of them and stood there completely naked in front of her for the first time. She stepped closer and put her hands around my neck. I put my hands on her hips and felt my dick poking at her soft mound.

"Oh Sean. I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. I want so much more with you."

She let go and grabbed my hand, "Sit down. I need to talk to you."

"Okay!" I responded. 

"So I have a friend at school. She's Catholic and she's saving herself for marriage. Which means she doesn't have sex. Well not normal sex. She only does anal."

Trying to process what she was saying I asked, "What do you mean?"

"Well instead of normal sex where the penis goes into the vagina, the penis goes into the butt instead."

"Oh. She's gross!" I said cringing my nose.

"I know. I thought so too, but it made me start thinking about you and how I wanted to be with you like that."

"So you want..." I started saying.

"Shhh. So, we both know you are huge and the whole idea of it didn't sound appealing to me either. But a month ago I convinced Mark to try it with me."

"What???" I said astonished.

"I know we don't talk about what I do with Mark but I do have sex with Mark. We have been for two years now. And when I approached him with the idea he wasn't too interested either. The first time we tried he couldn't even get in and the second time we tried using lube. My friend at school recommended that. Anyway after using lube he was able to slide in. It really hurt though and I didn't enjoy it so much. The next time we had an opportunity at his house it was easier and it actually felt good."

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

I didn't even know they had sex, let alone ANAL sex. I was confused, a little betrayed, and it was a lot to think about. 

She grabbed my now softening dick, "Look Sean. We'll only do what you're comfortable doing but I really want you this way."

She got off the bed, in between my knees, and began sucking me. It didn't take long and I was soon hard. I watched her. Looking at her differently now. I knew I loved being with her.

"I want you Sean. I want to be with you. Do you want to be with me?"

"Yes," I responded.

She got up and walked across the room and came back with a tube of something.

"This lube will make things easier," she said getting onto the bed.

She lay onto the bed on her stomach with her butt slightly up. "Come closer," she said turning sideways and pulling back one cheek. I admired her slender body, the way her hips curved, and the way her ass parted exposing her offerings.

I got next to her and looked at her hole. It looked small and below it I could see the slit to her vagina. She handed me lube and told me to apply it to her hole. I squeezed some out and rubbed it on her hole.

"Mmm...," she moaned.

The more I rubbed the more she moaned. Then she pushed her ass out more and I saw her hole pucker and I pressed on it causing my finger to slip in.

"Ohhhh!"

"You okay Jen?"

"Yes. Keep doing that."

I started fingering and rubbing her hole and she squirmed moaning.

"Mmm... Hmm... Mmm... I want you now Sean! Get behind me."

Looking down she guided my dick to her hole until it rested. Skin to skin she felt so soft and I pushed forward and nothing happened.

"Push harder," she said. 

I tried again. "I've been afraid of this... You might be too big Sean." She turned around and got the lube. She squirted a bunch on her hand and applied it to my dick and began stroking it.

"Oh Sean I want you so bad. Let's try another way," she said telling me to sit back against the wall. 

She maneuvered her small body mounting me. She placed her thighs on either side of me and her mound pressed down on my pubes. She pushed her ass out pressing her hole on my shaft and began sliding up and down the length.

"My heart is beating so fast," she said grabbing my hand and placing it on her chest. "I want this more than anything."

She kept rubbing her hole on me and starting breathing really fast.

"Oh yes Sean. I want your big dick so bad. Ohh... Ohhh... Oh yes. I want you inside of me."

She sat up slightly and placed my dick to her hole. She gritted her teeth and used her body weight to press down. I felt my head pop in.

"Oh fuck!!" She screamed. "Oh my fucking god you are so thick... Ohhh... ohhh!!"

"You okay??"

"Ohhh fuck!" she screamed raising herself off my dick. "Oh shit that hurt."

"You want to stop?" I asked.

"No," she said lowering herself back on. My dick popped in again.

"Oh my god... Ohhhh..." She pressed herself further down my dick. She grabbed my face her eyes bulging and her lips parted. "Oh my god Sean. You're inside of me... Ohhh... Ahhhh" 

She leaned into me and whispered, "Kiss me!" Our lips met and my whole body tingled.

I looked at her in astonishment. My big sister had just kissed me.

"Shhh Sean."

She was breathing hard I could taste her breath. She kissed me again.

"Oh my god Sean... You feel amazing... Ohhh... Ohhh," she moaned while she kissed me.

Her anus ring squeezing my dick felt so tight. I couldn't believe we were doing this. Any apprehension I had went away and I wanted nothing more than to be deep inside of her.

Then she lowered herself all the way down my dick and screamed, "Ohhhhh... Oh my fucking god... Kiss me... Ohhhh... Ohhhhh... I can't believe you're inside of me... Ohhhh... Ahhhhhh... Oh fuck I'm cumming!!"

We kissed passionately as she came. Her hips bucked on my dick and I pulled her close. 

"Ohhh... Ohhh... Oh my god you are so big... Nooo, I can't take it Sean... Oh fuck... Ohhhh yes Sean!"

Her body shuddered with each spasm. I could feel her ass griping my dick harder each time it hit.

"Oh my fucking god Sean. I love you! I love you so much... Ohhhhhh!!"

Tears ran down her cheeks. Her hips slowed down and she ran her fingers through my hair. She stared into my eyes, her mouth still parted, she was breathing hard.

She kissed me, "Little brother I love you so much." She kissed me again. "I have wanted you like this for so long. To feel you inside of me." We kissed.

She pulled me towards her and laid on her back. She wrapped her legs around me. "Make love to me Sean... I want you!"

She pulled me close kissing me and I gave her a thrust. "Ohhh yes... That's it Sean!"

She felt so small beneath me. I looked down and couldn't understand how I was in her. My girth stretched her tiny ass to it's limit. I began fucking her slowly.

"Mmmm... mmm...," she moaned. "I love you Sean. Kiss me."

She pushed her tongue into my mouth and I felt her tongue pressing on mine. I moved my tongue around.

"Yes Sean. Kiss me, like that."

We kissed and tongued each other and I continued moving my hips in a slow rhythm. 

"Oh yes Sean... Ohhh... Oh yes!"

I had felt a connection between us since we first started but now I felt even closer. I wanted her too. Being inside of her made me feel like I could finally make her feel good.

"Do you like me inside of you Jen?" I asked.

"I do," she responded kissing me.

"I like it too," I said.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Mmmm... mmmm... yes," she moaned.

"Sean?"

"Yes," I replied.

"Do you love me?" she asked.

"I do love you Jennifer."

"Oh god... you feel so good Sean... Say it to me."

"I love you Jennifer," I said kissing her.

"Oh my god I love you so much. Oh god you feel so good." She put her hands on my ass and pulled me tighter. "Give it to me Sean... Fuck your big sister... I love you."

I picked up my pace.

"Faster Sean."

I started pounding her.

"Oh my fucking god... Ohhhh... Ohhhh... Oh fuck... Give me your big dick Sean!!"

"I'm going to cum," I shouted.

"Oh yes Sean... I want your cum... I want your cum inside of me... Oh fuck me Sean." Her hips moved below me against my rhythm pushing my dick deep inside of her.

"Oh fuck Sean... Oh my god... Ohhh... Ohhh... Ohhh... I'm cumming again," she screamed digging her nails into my ass. "Ohhh... Ohhh... I'm cumming too Jen!!" "Oh yes Sean... Ohhh... Ohhhh... Oh yes, give me your cum!!"

My dick exploded inside of her and she kissed me furiously. 

"I can feel your dick cumming," she screamed.

"Oh god, I love you... Oh god Sean." With each spasm I pushed myself deeper into her. "I love you too Jennifer." Staring at each other our orgasms subsided and we both trembled in each others arms. This day changed our lives forever.

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Chapter 7

We hooked up a few more times before I went off to college and then we would just meet up when we could. She continued dating Mark through college and eventually ended up marrying him and had two kids together. I eventually got married too and had three kids of my own. We made a pact shortly after I got married that we would meet up once a year. 

The plan was always the same. We would both take off work for the day and find a place to meet. Many times we would just end up at our parents house. They traveled a lot now that they were retired. Our childhood house hadn't changed much and our parents had left our rooms as they were and now our children, their grandchildren, would use the rooms for sleepovers. 

I was 40 now and she was 43, I worked as an architect at local firm and she was a marketing executive. Life was busy and it had been over a year so we made plans to meet up. 

We met at a local coffee shop. I was wearing gray slacks and a blue button up shirt. She was wearing a white button up shirt and gray skirt. Her tan slender legs looked defined in her black heels and she still looked great for her age. I worked out with weights regularly and had managed to keep in very good shape too. 

She was sitting at a table.

"Hi Sean," she said as I approached her.

"Hi Jennifer," I said joining her.

"I missed you Sean."

"Me too," I responded.

"I got your favorite with caramel," she said handing me my coffee.

The place was buzzing with people.

She leaned in and whispered, "I want you."

"How?" I whispered back.

"In my ass," she responded with a smile.

"Do you think you can handle it?" I asked.

"We'll have to see," she responded still smiling.

"Let's go," I said.

We both grabbed the coffees and drove together in her Land Rover. The plan was to go to our parents house. On the way over we made light conversation and I asked her how things were with Mark.

She responded, "You know we been together a long time and some years are better than others. And if you hadn't noticed he's gained a lot of weight. But I still love him dearly. He's so good to the children you know."

"How are things with Jessica?" she asked.

"Fine. We're going on vacation to the beach soon," I responded. 

"Not like that. You know?" she asked

I responded, "Not sure if Jessica told you but I finally got my vasectomy so that slowed us down for a while during recovery but sex has actually gotten better now that we don't have to worry about pregnancy."

"No. I had no idea," she replied.

And you and Mark?" I asked. 

"It's been months. He's so out of shape and he has really lost of lot of interest. I do worry about him."

She reached grabbed my hand. "Let's stop talking about them. I can't wait to be with you Sean."

We arrived at our parents. The house always brought up old memories. Good memories. Entering the kitchen we looked around and she said, "My room or yours?"

I smiled and said, "Let's do yours today."

She smiled and grabbed my hand like we had done so many times before and we went up the stairs to her room. As soon as we entered I pulled her close and kissed her holding her tight. My heart was already beating fast. 

"I love you," I whispered.

"I love you too Sean."

She pushed her tongue into my mouth and we made out, our breathing getting harder. She reached down grabbing my dick and said, "I can't wait to have you inside of me."




My Sister, My Love



We kissed some more entangling our tongues. Our lust over the years for each other had only grown stronger.

She took off her white button up shirt, and quickly removed her bra. Then she stepped out of her skirt and removed her underwear leaving only her black heels on. I took my shirt off and then she squatted down and pulled my pants down. 

Grabbing my dick she looked up and said, "Oh Sean. After all these years I still love your big dick." She rubbed it around her face. "Oh my god I want you." 

She pushed it straight up and kissed my balls. "How much cum do you think I've drank from these over the years?" 

She continued rubbing her face and smelling my dick. Her mouth parted, she was panting, working herself up. 

"You going to fuck me today Sean?" she asked slapping her face with my dick causing it to land with a thud from the weight of it. "You going fuck your big sister?"

Then she took my dick into her mouth. She sucked me deep and hard. "Oh god you taste good." She began devouring my dick slurping, licking, and sucking. "You going to fuck me hard Sean?"

"Yes Jen. I'm going to fuck you so hard with by big dick."

She stood up and pushed me to the bed. She went to her purse and grabbed the lube. I was sitting on the edge and she got between my legs. She slathered my dick with lube. "Where are you going to put your biig dick little brother?"

"In your ass Jennifer," I replied. 

Then she turned around, still in her heels, she bent over offering me her hole. I pulled her hips close and kissed her pucker. I took a deep breath taking in her sweet smell. I kissed her hole again. Then I ran my tongue, starting from above her pussy up across her hole, and all the way up her crack. I softly bit both cheeks. Staring at her hole I kissed it again before pushing my tongue inside of her. 

Moaning she said, "Yes Sean... Oh yes." I fucked her hole with my tongue opening it up and she pushed her ass back wanting more. 

"I want you inside now Sean!" She backed up her slender petite body and her ass pressed on shaft. Up and down she went rubbing her hole like she had done so many times. 

"I want your big dick inside me!" Looking down her small cheeks were wrapped around my dick. Her hole already open craving for friction. "I need you now Sean!!"

She sat down and my dick popped through. "Ohhhh yes Sean." She slid all the way down. "Oh fuck yes... oh my god," she screamed. She turned her head around and kissed me. 

"Oh my god Sean... You feel so fucking big inside of me... it's been too long." She kissed me, licked my lips, and bit down on my lip. 

She raised her hips and slammed herself back down. "Ohhhhh... Sean!"

"Fuck me Sean!" 

I grabbed her around the waste flinging her around onto the bed. Getting on my knees I lifted her up onto her knees and pulled each leg back around me. Pulling her towards me I grabbed her breasts tightly as she raised her ass up for me. Then I slammed my dick in her as hard as I could. 

"Ohhhh fuck... Ohhhhh yes Sean!" she screamed..

I did again.

"Fuck yes Sean... Oh my fucking god!"

I did again.

"Fuuuck yes! Fuck me hard Sean!"

I starting pumping my dick deep inside of her.

"Ohhhhh... Oh yes... Ohhhh... Oh fuck yes... Oh god!"

"You like my big dick Jen?"

"Ohhhh fuck yes!"

"How much do you like it?" I asked fucking harder.

"Ohhhhhh... I fucking love it... Oh my god... Oh my god... I'm cumming Sean!"

"Yes Jen... Cum for me... Oh you feel so good."

"Ohhhhh... Ohhhhh... Fuck me with your big dick!!"

Slamming deep inside, her whole body began shuddering in my arms, and which each thrust she yelled louder.

"Oh fuck Sean... Oh fuck... Oh my god... Ohhhhhh... I love you!!"

Not being to take anymore she eased herself off, falling forward on the bed onto her stomach. She continued convulsing, with her ass in the air, riding out her orgasm. Turning her body slightly she looked back at me, reaching back spreading out her right cheek, and then rubbed her gaping hole as she came. 

"Ohhhh... Ahhhhh... Oh fuck... Oh god Sean." Her spasm slowing down she said, "I feel empty." Knowing that was my cue I moved forward and she raised her ass for me parting both cheeks.

Putting my dick to her hole she easily swallowed me in. Laying on top of her I eased my way deep inside of her feeling her sweet depths. I loved being inside of her like this. Our connection to each other that had lasted so many years.

"Ohhhhh Sean," she said turning her head to kiss me.

"Oh my god Sean I needed that," she said reaching back placing her her hand and my ass.

Slowly pumping her I whispered, "I love you big sis."

"I love you Sean."

We kissed, talked, and slowly enjoyed each other. The need to rush was gone.

"Sean, if I could have you inside of me like this all day everyday, I would."

"Me too," I responded.

"I can still remember the first time with you Sean. I had wanted you for so long. And when it happened it was perfect. We were meant for each other."

We kissed softly.

"Can you pull out for a second Sean? Ohhhh... Thank you. You still feel so big inside of me after all these years. Okay, I just needed a break."

I eased my way back in.

"Ohhhhh yes Sean."

I could feel her anal ring clamping down feeling the shape of my head pushing through and the length sliding in deep.

"Oh god this feels good."

We kissed.

"Sean!"

"Yes?" I asked.

"Remember my second rule?" she asked.

"We can never have sex. Ever. That one?" I asked.

"Yes. That one!"

"Of course. It's been 22 years and we have kept to it. Right?" I asked.

"Yes. Although doing it like we have is technically considered sex Sean." 

"Okay. Your point?" I asked.

She kissed me.

"I want you inside of me," she whispered.

"If you hadn't noticed I am," I responded smiling.

"No Sean. I want you inside of me the way we do it with our spouses."

"Jennifer? Isn't that what made all of this okay?"

"Yes Sean. You are right. Well that is until you told me about your surgery today. You see Sean, I made this rule because I never wanted even the slightest possibility of ever getting pregnant."

She kissed me.

"I want you this way Sean. I always have. Do you want me?"

"I do Jennifer," I said kissing her back.

I eased my way out of her and we sat down on the edge of the bed. She kicked off her heels and put her hand on my thigh and said, "Are you sure Sean?"

"Are you?" I asked.

"I think so," she said. "But Sean, you will have to go easy, I have only ever been with Mark."

I smiled and said, "Of course Jennifer."

She leaned over and kiss me and said, "I love you!"

She got down on her knees grabbing my dick. She kissed it. She looked at it holding it with two hands. 

"I can't believe we're going to this Sean," she said looking up at with with her beautiful blue eyes.

She continued kissing me and sizing me up. "Oh my god you are so big. I have wanted this all my life. Oh god how my many times have I masturbated thinking about you inside of my pussy... Ohhh... Oh god I want this."

She stood up, grabbed my face, and kissed me. Running her fingers through my graying hair. I was still sitting when she mounted me like so many times before but this time she pressed her pussy lips back against my erect shaft.

"Ohhhh..," she moaned sliding her wet pussy the length of it.

We kissed.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"I didn't come here today expecting this. I have wanted this more than anything in my life though. So yes, I'm sure," she said now moaning as we kissed.

"But Mark and Jessica?" I asked.

She stopped kissing me and her head tilted down trying to justify what we were doing.

"I know Sean. I've been betraying Mark for 22 years. But what we do has never changed how I feel about him and I know you feel the same about Jessica."

I responded, "But the way we have always done it is something I never did with Jessica so in my mind I wasn't cheating on her. This changes things. And truthfully I never thought of you like this because in my mind I had accepted the way we did it as our bond."

"Oh Sean. What do we do?"

My hands were resting on her hips. She had slowed her grinding but hadn't stopped. 

"It's up to you Jennifer."

"Well I know I want this. I want you Sean. We have always made it work."

She kissed me long and softly.

"Okay. I trust you," I responded 

She kissed me again, " But not like this. She got off and crawled across her bed and laid back on her pillow. Grabbing my hand she pulled me over to her. "Like this Sean."

I positioned myself on top of her. Looking into her sparkling blue eyes I knew this was right. Her long dark hair resting on the pillow around her face. She was the most beautiful women I had ever met.

I leaned in and kissed her. "Are you ready?" I whispered.

She parted her legs and kissed me back. "Yes My sweet little brother."

My dick touched her pussy. Her mouth opened and she gasped. I pressed forward and my head slipped in.

My heart starting pounding and she gasped again. Her breathing got rapid. "Ohhh... Sean... I can feel you."

I went a little deeper. "Oh yes," she said softly gasping.

With five inches in her breaths got quick and shallow. "Ohhhhh god Sean... You feel... Ohhh god... You feel so big... You're so thick... Oh god... I feel so stretched... Are you all the way in?"

"I still have more than 3 inches to go," I whispered feeling the walls of her soft vagina expanding to accommodate my big dick. Tears starting running down her face. 

"You okay Jennifer?"

"Yes my love," she said gasping. "I want to feel all of you."

I pressed forward slowly. 6 inches in she moaned, "Ohhhhh." 7 inches inches in she moaned louder, "Ohhhhh... Ohhhh god... Ohhh my sweet little Sean... I feel so full... Ohhhhh." Letting her adjust before easing all the way in filling her up with all of my thick 8 and a half inches of dick.

She dug in nails into my back and I felt her hips pull away. Gasping and panting she screamed, "Ohhhh fuck Sean... Ohhhhh my fucking god... Ohhhh you feel so big... I love you inside of me."

I held her shoulders tight and I felt her hips push towards me wanting more. My dick had never felt so hard and I pushed as hard as I could and held her tight.

"Ohhhhh my god Sean," she screamed. Her eyes huge and tearing and her mouth open gasping for air. "Ohhhhh yes Sean... Ohhhhh fuck yes... I'm cumming... Oh my sweet love I'm cumming with you inside of me... Ohhhhhh... Ohhhhhhhh god yes... I'm cumming."

I held her tight feeling her pussy clamping down on my dick as she came. "Oh yes Jennifer, cum for me."

"Ohhhhhh yes Sean... Ohhh yes," she moaned as her orgasm came to an end. 

"Kiss me my love," she said tears pouring down her face. "I love you Sean."

"I love you too Jennifer."

"Sean!"

"Yes Jennifer?"

"Ohhh... I need you out," she said pushing on my chest.

I slowly pulled out and she moaned until I slipped out.

"Oh good god," she said smiling as I laid down next to her.

"Jennifer you felt so good," I whispered laying on my side facing her.

"You don't even know Sean," she responded put a hand on my face.

"Let's get some water," she said.

We headed down stairs holding hands. Once in the kitchen I watched her glide around the room as she poured us two large glasses of ice water and we gulped it down. 

I admired her beauty which had never faded. She walked over to me and kissed me.

"Sean. I love you so much." She kissed me. "Having you like this is what I have wanted all of my life." She kissed me. "There's not a day that goes by that I didn't think about you my sweet brother." She kissed me. "I feel whole now."

We kissed. Our hands feeling our bodies. 

"I love you Sean." Our breathing got heavier. 

"I love you so much Sean." We kissed inhaling each each other. "I want you inside me Sean."

My hands moved down her body, feeling her ass, I pulled her closer. "I want now Sean."

Holding my neck I reached down below her ass and picked her up into my arms. My dick still hard I guided to her and she lowered herself on to me.

"Oh god Sean," she moaned as I slid into her.

She kissed me hard. More than halfway in now she bit down on my lip. "Oh fuck Sean I love you." We kissed, her tongue pushing deep into my mouth. "Ohhhhh... I want all of you."

I lowered her down and until I was fully impaled inside her. "Ohhhhhh yes Sean." She bit down harder. "Oh fuck yes it hurts." She kissed me. "Oh fuck you're so big."

"Should we stop?" I asked.

"Yes. No. Just give a second my love."

She looked at me breathing hard again. Her breath filled my nostrils and I breathed her in. Her head tilted back and forth as she gasped taking her time to adjusted to me.

"Ohhhh god you feel so good Sean."

She kissed me passionately as I held her. 

She eased off and said, "Take me upstairs Sean."

I carried her up the stairs, her little body squirming, with each step I took. In her room I walked over to her bed and sat down with her still on me. With her in control she slid partially down my shaft.

"Ohhhh god Sean... I can feel you stretching me."

We kissed and she moaned as she began riding me slowly.

"Ohhhhh... Ahhhhh..." We kissed and she eased herself down taking more of me. "Oh god yes Sean." Her eyes grew. "Ohhhhh yes." 

She leaned her head back and I pulled her body close and began kissing her breasts. Her nipples big and hard I kissed them gently. "Ohhhh yes Sean... Ohhhhh fuck yes," she moaned taking me all the way in.

She pushed her breast forward and I began sucking. I sucked gently at first.

"Oh fuck yes... Your big fucking dick is inside of me... I love you Sean... You feel so good... Ohhhhhhhh"

I sucked harder, taking her breast into my mouth. Her hips moving faster now, her pussy eagerly swallowing me in. Looking down my dick filled her gap between her legs and I felt so deep inside of her.

"Ohhhhhh yes Sean," she screamed as I sucked her breasts harder. Her breathing had become more rapid as she gasp for air. "Ohhhh fuck... Ohhhhh fuck... I'm cumming Sean... Oh my god!!"

I held her tight and continued sucking on her breast as she came. Her hips bucked with each spasm. And each time she tried to slide off I pulled her back down. 

Her body shaking in my arms she moaned and screamed, "Ohhhhhhh yes... I'm cumming... Ohhhhh god yes!!"

"Mmmmmm... hmmmm...," I moaned feeling my big sister cumming. I kept sucking her breast.

"Oh my god Sean... Ohhhhh... Ohhh you feel so... So amazing. " her hips slowing down.

"I love you Sean... Oh god I love you." 

Holding my face she kissed me, licked my lips, sucked on my mouth, and breathed in my breath. 


She whispered into my mouth, "I want you to make love to me Sean."

She eased herself off. "Ohhhhhhh...," she moaned filling relief between her legs. She crawled across her bed and laid on her pillow. "Come here my love."

I joined her getting on top of her. "I want you inside," she said wrapping her arms around me and puling me in for a kiss. "Make love to me... Make love to your big sister."


Putting my dick to her pussy she said, "Ohhhh yes, please give it to me."

"You sure?" I said teasing just giving her a little. 


"Yes Sean... come on... give it to me."

"I will... let's take our time though... we have all day," I said kissing her. "I love Jennifer," I said pushing myself all the way in. 

"Ohhhhh Sean... Oh god... I want you inside of me forever."


We kissed and I looked into her eyes and whispered, "It never feels like this with Jessica."

She kissed me, "I know what you mean Sean. Even before today... Before all of this... Ohhhhh god don't stop what you're doing... I could never let myself completely go with Mark... No one knows me like you do... No one let's me be who I am like you do... I can never be myself like this... Only with you."


"I agree," I said kissing while I moved slowly inside of her. "I love you."


"I love you Sean." We kissed. "Oh my god Sean I can feel you so far up inside of me." We kissed. "Ohhhhhh... it's so good."

Back and forth we kissed and licked each others mouths. This went on, and on, I got close to cumming a few times, but would slow down. We were working each other up to a frenzy, but never speeding up. "Ohhhh yes Sean keep making love to me."

Time went by and I didn't want the inevitable to come. I was in love with my sister and I wanted to please her.

"I going to cum soon Jennifer. I can't take it anymore."

"Of course my love... I want you to cum... I want you cum inside of me."

We kissed one more time and I lifted myself up to get some leverage. "Are you ready Jen?"

"Oh yes Sean... please give it to me."

I pulled all the way out.

"Ohhhhh," she moaned. "I want you inside!!"


I pushed forward sliding my hole dick in. "Ohhhhhh fuck Sean."

"Like that?" I asked.

"Yes... give to me Sean!!"

I pulled almost all the way out and slammed her again.


"Ohhhhh my fucking god... Fuck me Sean!!"


I started fucking her. Fucking her hard like I had done so many times in the ass.

"Ohhhh... Ahhhhh... Oh my god... Fuck meeeeeee!!"

I increased my pace and her hips bucked below me, wanting less, wanting more.

"Ohhhhh fuck Sean... Ohhhh god... Ohhh god... I'm cumming... I'm fucking cumming"


I fucked her harder.

"Ohhhhh Sean... Ohhhhh fuck... Oh fuuuuck!!"

She bucked and came like she never had and I kept fucking her through her orgasm.

Then I felt it coming, "Ohhhhhh Jen... I'm cumming!!"

I fucked her harder.

"Ohhhhhh... Yes Sean... Cum inside of me!!"

"Ohhhhhh... I'm cumming Jen," I screamed letting my build up go. My thrusts went deep inside of her and with each spasm my hot strings of cum filled her up.


"Ohhhh fuck yes Sean... Give me your cum... Ohhh fuck... Ohhh fuck." Her voice got really high and she screamed, "Oh my god... Oh my god... Oh my god... Oh my god... Oh my fucking god I'm cumming again!!"

I was still cumming and pulled her body up to mine tightly while we both kissed and screamed in ecstasy.

"Oh god... Oh my god... I LOVE YOU SEAN."

"Ohhhhh yes," I screamed releasing my self completely into her. "I LOVE YOU Jen."


Eventually our orgasms subsided and we collapsed into each others arms. The day was young and we made more love. Things changed for us that day though. Our original pact was broken forever and the rules had changed, so we decided to meet twice a year instead. :-)



The End (For Now)



My Sister - My Lover



...All characters in this story are at least 18 years old...

*

My sister and I have always been very close, being only 10 months apart in age (I was the younger). Our family moved around a lot due to my father's job, and we learned early on that if we stuck by one another, it would make things a whole lot simpler, as we were never able to keep any long-term friends due to all the moving. So we spent nearly every afternoon of our adolescence together. 

Pam really began to blossom in high school. She turned into quite the looker -- she already had a heart-melting smile, beautiful light blue eyes which were wonderfully accented by a smattering of freckles on her face, and long, curly, auburn hair. But what was really becoming quite clear was how special she looked with her strong, muscular legs that found their way up to a very taut ass and her amazing breasts that were really beginning to turn guys' heads. By our senior year (we were both held back a year, due mostly to bouncing around from school to school because of our father's job) she was a full C cup, but it was never "too much" the way that large breasts can sometimes be. No, they were absolutely perfect.

By this point, I had also developed a physique that was also garnering some attention. My father had finally settled down about a couple of years prior so we were able to take root in a small New England town. I had joined the baseball team my sophomore year, but wasn't quite good enough to become a starter until I was a senior By then, I had turned 18 and was really getting quite good at hitting. The captain of the baseball team -- Steve, also a senior (who shared the same first name as I, though I usually went by Stephen) -- had been dating my sister for awhile and he and I hit it off well.

One thing that had changed somewhat was Pam's overall demeanor, and the reaction it was having on me. Though she hadn't allowed herself to get involved with any guys when we were on the move, and now that we'd settled and she had begun dating Steve, she was now far more outgoing and flirtatious. Many of the baseball guys joked about it with both Steve and I, but we took it all in stride. But sometimes it was admittedly frustrating to hear other guys talking about how badly they wanted to fuck my sister. I have to admit, there were times that I'd find myself checking her out and getting a bit aroused. It was hard not to...she had taken to wearing pretty revealing clothing -- short mini-skirts, low-cut shirts, sweaters that seemed to be a size too small for her (I still fondly remember one that looked to be made of the same stuff as those strawberry-shortcake ice cream bars. To this day, if I see one of those ice cream treats, I nearly get a hard-on). And her mannerisms around me were different than they used to be too. I think I had done such a good job at becoming "one of the guys" that the same flirtatious behavior she showed around them she had begun to show around me. 

Both of my parents worked until the early evening, so for a few hours after school she and I were home alone. Pam liked to shower when she first got home from school, and there were many times where she'd come fresh from the bathroom with only a tiny towel wrapped around her. She'd pause in the living room and have a conversation with me, showing off her long, creamy-skinned legs and freckled shoulders. As we'd talk, the top of that towel would drop a little lower...and a little lower...and a little lower, until the tops of her areolas would begin to show. It was always at that point that I would begin to stammer and be unable to look away, and she'd say something like "Ohhh, I guess I better go get dressed...It's probably embarrassing for you to have to talk to me while I'm practiacally exposing myself like this...look how red you're getting!" Embarrassed? No. Flustered and incredibly turned on? Yes. And sometimes the towel seemed to shrink in the opposite direction. These were the times that she'd actually come in and sit down to talk to me, with just that towel covering her. Again, the same thing: as we talked, that towel would ride up and up and up until it was just inches away from showing off the Promised Land. She'd get up, say something else about me being embarrassed, and tussle my hair as she walked past. 

There were other things, too. Our conversations had turned a lot to relationships. She would ask my opinion a lot on different experiences she was having with Steve. She was very jealous of this other girl that was seemingly trying to catch his eye, and would ask my advice on how to handle the situation. She asked how I was doing with the ladies (not too badly, actually). She'd ask me if the other guys talked about her at all. She really seemed to like their attention.

And then one day, a day in which I was feeling very horny, she had her shower and came out of the bath with the towel wrapped around her. She stopped to talk to me in the living room again, and the towel was parted a little higher up her thigh than usual. I can't even remember what we were talking about when that damn towel accidentally dropped to the floor, landing mostly behind her. She yelped a little, turned around and quickly bent over to pick it up. The whole thing lasted for about 4.2 seconds, but in my mind's eye it all happened in slow motion. I had a wonderful, yet fleeting, glimpse of her freckle-covered tits, and her reddish-brown patch of hair covering her lower womanhood. I also had a tremendous look at her perfect ass. I had expected her to run off, but she didn't. She just hastily wrapped it back around her, turned back to face me and continued talking. I was as hard as I'd ever remembered being before, and I knew that from the position I was in, she'd clearly be able to tell (when I'm hard I'm easily a thick 7 inches -- tough to conceal in a pair of gym shorts). I didn't even care that she would see. And yes, she certainly noticed. I could tell by her stuttered speech and her own flushed complexion that she had indeed noticed; and there was also the fact that she couldn't stop staring at my crotch. Yes, there was all that, and one other tell-tale sign: I could see her nipples harden beneath the fabric of the towel. They looked incredible, and long! She concluded the point she was trying to make about something or other and went up to her room to finish getting dressed. I followed shortly after to go to my own room to jerk off. It was the first time that I had consciously imagined my own sister as I lied in my bed and stoked myself off. I think I saw stars when I finally came. I had just finished cleaning everything up when I heard a soft knock on my door.

"Stephen, can I come in?" If she had been any sooner, I don't know what I would have done. I quickly hopped back on my bed and told her to come in. She was wearing a pair of pink shorts, and a tight little t-shirt with the name and mascot of our school baseball team on it. She wasn't wearing a bra. "Stephen, can I talk to you about something personal?" She came over and sat next to me on the bed. "It's very personal, are you sure you don't mind?''

"Of course not, Pam."

"I need your advice on something. Steve wants me to have sex with him. I've never had sex before, and I don't know what to do. I mean, I know what to do," and with that she looked up at me, our eyes locking. I was beginning to feel my cock beginning to stir again. Her face grew a little more red. She was looking me in the eyes when she said, "I mean, I've done a lot of stuff already." She licked her lips and I began feeling a little dizzy. She went on, but looked away again. "Remember the game last week when Steve hit those two home runs? I finally mustered up enough guts to give him a blowjob that night after the game. Before that, I'd only given him handjobs. I've let him go down on me before, and oh god, that was amazing." As she said this, drawing out the syllable of 'god' as sort of a low moan, she threw her head back and closed her eyes. Her nipples were very hard now, and looked to be standing out about a half inch from her mouth-watering tits. I could only see one of her hands, and began to wonder exactly where the other one was. Could she be discreetly playing with herself? She had sort of covered her lap with a little bit of my blanket when she first sat down. "But I don't know if I want to let him really inside of me yet. I don't think I love him, but I'm afraid that if I don't let him fuck me soon..." (hearing my sister say "fuck" for the first time -- and mean it -- was an incredible turn on) "...I think he might break up with me, and I don't want to stop dating him...yet. I would like to have sex with him. I mean, he's so big, and I love the feel of his dick when I'm holding it and when I'm blowing him..."

I couldn't believe Pam was being this honest and open with me...I mean we'd always been close, but nothing like this. And I wasn't about to ask her to stop. Once again I was rock hard, and not in a position to conceal it too well. Pam's eyes were still closed, and her breathing had become somewhat labored. She had stopped talking, and there was definitely movement coming from under the blanket. She was licking her lips. I decided I should try to shift my position now, and as I did so, she opened her eyes and looked right down to the tent in my shorts. She moaned out an "Ohhh god" and quickly got to her feet. "Oh god, Stephen, I'm so sorry...I didn't mean to..." She seemed almost ready to cry. She turned and ran to her room and slammed her door behind her. I couldn't help but notice the dark spot on the fabric of her shorts over her crotch. I got up, adjusted myself a little and went to go after her to let her know it was all right. When I got outside her door I paused before knocking to try to hear if she was crying. What I heard instead was her headboard lightly hitting up against the wall and her voice saying "Oh god...oh fuck...oh god...oh my god...oh fuck...yes...yes...YES!" with a few moans and groans as well. The thought that my sister was masturbating put me over the top, and I dropped my shorts right there and jerked off for the second time in about 20 minutes. I came into my hand and waddled off to the bathroom with my shorts around my ankles. I hadn't even thought of whether or not Pam could have been aware of my heavy breathing and flesh-pounding outside her door.

I didn't see Pam again for the rest of the night. Steve had come by to pick her up before dinner, and I was already asleep before she came home. In fact, it seemed Pam was avoiding me for the next week or two, as I really only ser her briefly in passing and even then she didn't seem to look me in the eye. 

I had inadvertantly found out from one of the baseball guys that she had indeed had sex with Steve. I wasn't upset that he'd let a couple of the guys know -- that's what guys do -- but I was glad that he didn't make a big fuss about it to me, nor did he treat me any differently. Eventually, Pam and I slipped back into our old routine of talking and getting along, and it seemed that at least she had forgotten about the little 'incident.' Back were the days of me watching tv or playing video games in the living room and her coming out of the bath with just the towel wrapped around her. Except now the flirting seemed a little more...sexual. She would talk about one of her friends and say things like "I'd bet you'd like to get between her legs!" and "I've seen you eyeing her tits, your little horn dog!" and "So-and-so is such a slut. I walked in on her giving her boyfriend a blowjob when I went to her house...I can't say I blame her, though, he's hung like a horse." If I didn't know any better, I would have thought she was trying to get a rise out of me. And, to be fair, she usually did. But nothing out of the ordinary happened after that, really. That is until that summer.

We had both graduated and Pam was planning on going out-of-state for college. She was still dating Steve, who wasn't planning on going to the same school she was. In fact, Steve and I were planning on staying in-state, and going to the same school, both with baseball scholarships. Pam and I talked a lot about the situation, and she confided in me that she was afraid that they would break up, and that they both avoided talking about their future. She told me that she was planning on having "the talk" with him soon, though because it was really eating away at her. 

It was about half-way through the summer when she knocked on my door one early afternoon (I was a late sleeper) to tell me that our parents had explained to her earlier in the morning that one of my father's uncles had passed away and that they would be gone for a few days to attend the funeral, which was in Florida. Since it was so short-notice, and since she and I had never met the man, they decided just to go by themselves. They told her they'd be back in less than a week. 

I finished waking up and went off to take a shower. When I came out, I was only wearing my flannel pajama bottoms, no shirt, and was still toweling off my hair. As I was walking back to my room, Pam was in the hallway, leaning against the wall outside of my bedroom. As I approached, she asked me, very off-the-cuff, "Stephen, how come you don't have a girlfriend?" I was caught off guard by this and pondered the question as I walked into my room. Pam followed me in.

"I don't know, really. I haven't met anyone that I like that much. I mean, after Kelly I just haven't really found anyone worth the trouble. And plus, with school in the fall..."

Kelly was a girl I had started dating around the start of the school year. On New Years Eve we had gone to a party and got into a bit of an argument on the ride there. I didn't think much of it. We both had different circles of friends at the party, and I went to hang out with some of the baseball guys. Just before midnight I went looking for her so we could ring in the New Year together. I found her; completely trashed, naked and chock full of two black guys I'd never seen before. I still don't know if I am over the humiliation. The only person I felt comfortable enough to talk about it to was Pam, of course. She had threatened to beat Kelly up. I told her it wasn't necessary and that I was planning on breaking up with her anyway.

"I guess I just haven't found a girl that I really like, or one that really likes me for me." I put the towel down and was standing in front of my dresser, looking into the mirror and clumsily combing my fingers my hair. Pam was behind me, looking at me in the mirror. She stepped a little closer.

"I don't understand it. You're such a great guy. You're great to talk to, you're a wonderful listener, and," she added with a mischievous smile, "you're not that bad looking." 

With this comically snide remark, I spun around. "Not that bad looking, huh?" 

She looked straight ahead, to my hair-kissed chest. "Well, most of my girlfriends think you're cute, but they're all sluts anyway. But I know something they don't know."

"Oh yeah, what's that?"

"You're ticklish!" Pam quickly reached out and started tickling my naked chest, going right for my nipples. I was pretty defenseless and tried to block her, but she was menacing. My only defense was to wrap my arms around her, hook my leg behind hers, and drop us both onto the floor. I began to tickle her back in earnest, going for the sides of her stomach and under her arms. Before we knew it, we were rolling around on the floor, laughing and tickling each other all over. I felt my hand accidentally brush by her left boob, and it grazed her nipple, eliciting a sharp intake of air from Pam. She reached down and started to target my most ticklish spot -- the backs of my thighs. In doing this, she succeeded in getting me on my back and she quickly and deftly pinned my arms down over my head, in a move that would have made any wrestler proud. She stopped tickling me and was about to say something when we both realized that I was as hard as steel and my fully erect cock was poking into her inner thigh. She looked me in the eyes for a moment longer, licked her lips, and then shut her eyes, drawing her face closer and closer to my own. She shifted her position so that her pussy lips were grinding up against the head of my dick, with only our clothing between us. She started to lightly thrust herself at me, striving to make as much contact with my cock as she could through my flannel pajama bottoms. She continued to inch her face closer and closer to mine and started to part her lips a little. My balls felt incredibly heavy, and I was afraid that any more stimulation and I might have an accident. Her lips tenderly brushed up against my chin and lower lip, and I groaned. It felt so good, it was so erotic and hot.

I wanted so badly to give in and kiss her; to let that kiss be the start of something far more sexual. But I knew that it was so wrong. I knew that I had to stop this before it got completely out of control. I grabbed her wrists and sliding my leg behind hers, flipped her over so that I was now on top and she was pinned down. She squealed and giggled a little and looked up at me, with a devilish smile. I hadn't separated enough from her though, and my hardon was again pressing up against her crotch. The heat was unbelievable. 

"Oh my god, Stephen, ooooooohhhhh that feels so good." She never broke our eye contact and she began panting very hard, thrusting up at my cock with her pussy. Hearing her moan like that, saying my name, it was having a very dramatic impact on me. She sounded so sexy.

I could have had her right there. I could have done anything I wanted to her. And believe me, I wanted to. But I licked my lips and quietly spoke her name, trying to awaken her from this mad spell she was under. "Pam...come on, we can't. It's not right." She closed her eyes and her face got really flushed.

"Oh god, Stephen...ohhhh, Stephen...I'm cumming." She opened her eyes again and rolled her head back. The moans that escaped her lips were almost inhuman. They sent a bolt right to my cock. The words 'Stephen' and 'cumming' in her sexy, sultry voice were ringing in my ears. She had wrapped her legs partially around me and was grinding her pussy hard against me. I wanted to cum so badly, I needed to cum so badly. I wanted to rip her little baby-girl shorts off her and shove my cock as deep inside her hot, wet pussy as I could. I wanted to hear her yelling my name over and over as I brought her again and again to the throes of ecstasy. 

But I didn't. I let her ride out the wave of her orgasm before attempting to regain my own composure. But I couldn't stop thinking about her saying both my name and 'cumming' in the same sentence, and especially with that look on her face. I had never, ever been more aroused in my life. I finally stood up and said, "Pam, I think you'd better go now." I turned so that she didn't have to face me. I could only imagine how humiliated she must feel. 

As she got up, she whispered "I'm sorry, Stephen" and walked out slowly, shutting my door behind her. As soon as I heard it click I pulled off my pants and hastily started jerking my cock. I had hardly even touched it before the first hot, sticky ropes of cum shot out all over the towel that was lying on the floor. I had never had such an explosive orgasm. 

I collapsed onto my bed, my head dizzy with confusion. What did this mean? What lay ahead for us? How were we going to face each other and what would we say?

I heard the shower start up down the hall and decided I would stay in my room for a while, until things calmed down. I fell back asleep, completely spent. When I awoke, I was unsure how much time had passed. The shower wasn't running anymore and I couldn't hear any movement in the house. Pam's bedroom door was open, but she wasn't in there. I headed downstairs. There was a note for me on the kitchen counter.




My Sister, My Lover



My sister is one year and one month older than me. I'm built larger than her so we've been almost like twins as long as I can remember. We're certainly not similar in appearance. I'm five foot ten, 180 pounds, slightly stocky. I wrestle for my school and my body style is fine for wrestling. She's what I've always thought of as tall and slim although she's not really tall at five foot five. I've always thought she's gorgeous even though she doesn't have the voluptuous figure of some of the other cheerleaders. Which is what she was in high school, a cheerleader. But she does have a lovely figure, all the right curves, just not as large in places as some. Very popular. She has brown hair like me but hers is almost like an afro, very tightly curled or kinky even. She complains about it but admits it has advantages. It always looks the same. She can go swimming or take a shower and her hair looks the same as before. She wears it slightly short because she can't do anything else with it. Mine is straight. She has green eyes, well something like green. Mine are brown. Truth is, we're both adopted, so we're legally brother and sister but actually have no genetic connection.

We've always got along fine, actually depend on one another a lot. When she decided she needed to know how to dance, we learned together from a pamphlet she had, doing different steps. When she wanted to know how to kiss, I was the one she practiced on. We've both been involved in martial arts for years, Tae Kwan Do. We practice together at home. Now, I'm eighteen, a senior in high school, and she's nineteen, in her first year of college. She's going to a local community college but will transfer to our state university next year, when we'll both be enrolled there. Fortunately we've both always made decent grades and have presented no unusual problems to our parents. We actually get along very well with our parents. They have their own business and travel a lot so we're left on our own fairly much. Have been for years, ever since they figured we could handle it.

We've finished dinner, which we prepared for ourselves, and the dishes are in the dishwasher. We both do a couple hours of home work and studying. I finish first and go to the den to watch TV before going to bed. She comes in a half hour later. In the comedy that's on, two couples are having problems with their sex lives. I guess that's what made her bring the subject up.

"Tom, do you think much about sex?"

This is something new for us but I know she always has thought about what she's going to say, so I think a moment. "Yeah," I say, "I do. I guess I think about it a lot."

"But you've never actually done it, have you?"

"Joanne, you know I haven't. If I had, I wouldn't keep it from you. I've kissed girls just like you've kissed guys. We've always told each other. But I haven't done anything more."

"But you'd like to."

"Well, sure, I'd like to. But I'm a little afraid to try anything because I just don't know enough. I'd probably mess up some how. Just making the first moves on a girl sort of scares me and I always screw up."

"Yeah, me too. Guys have tried to do a little more with me and I've wanted to but I've always stopped them. Same as you, I'm afraid I'd do something wrong. I'm also a little afraid I couldn't stop them if I let them go too far and I don't want to lose control."

'You know, it seems like everybody's doing it. At least half the guys I know claim they have. So other people have figured it out. I guess we'll figure it out sometime, too, once we're ready."

"Yeah. It's that first step that's a little scary. And not quite trusting the guy to stop if I say so. If I knew how, I'd learn on you, like we did kissing. At least I could trust you. But that seems too weird some how, brother and sister, I mean."

I had never really thought about sex and Joanne before. She's certainly good looking. Has a great body, firm butt, shapely legs. Nice breasts. Even though they're not world beaters, they're sure there. I'd rather have sex with her than any of the girls in my class that I've dated. "I never thought about it before. I mean sex with you. You're sure good looking, have a terrific body, but, yeah, I guess it'd be too weird. Brother and sister."

We both watch the TV for a couple minutes. Then she says something more, "Now that we've talked about sex, what are you going to do? I mean, later. You going to masturbate?"

I think I almost blush. "Geez Joanne," I say but after a moment add, "Yeah, I think so."

She grins. "Me too," she says. Then she looks at me sort of funny, looks away, then back again. "Let me watch," she says.

"What?"

"Masturbate here. Let me watch."

"Jerk off here, in front of you?"

"Yeah. I've never actually seen a penis. I mean I have on the internet a lot. I've watched couples do everything sexy there. But I've never seen a guy up close for real. So go ahead."

"I don't think I should."

"C'mon, Tom. I want you to. Tell you what. After you do, I will. O.k?"

"You will, too?" I ask. She grins, like she's daring me. This has happened lots before but never about sex. She just nods her head yes. So I unfasten my shorts and unzip them, then reach in and get hold of my cock inside my underpants and pull it out and free.

"Take your clothes off so I can really see it all," she says, staring at my cock. 

This is too weird, but I do as she asks. I get my shorts and undershorts both down my legs, lean down and get them off my feet. I sit back up and grab my cock again and starts sliding my hand up and down. I've sure jerked off enough in my life. Then, just as I'm starting to get seriously interested, she says, "Let me" and she almost pushes my hand off me to wrap her hand around my cock. 

This is the first time anyone but me has touched my cock. She's sliding her hand up and down like I had been doing. "Hold it a little tighter," I say. She squeezes hard. "Oow, not that tight, that'll stop everything." She relaxes her hold a little. "Like that." I say.

"The skin moves," she says, looking at me and then back at my cock. She keeps sliding her hand up and down. "I've seen this on the net before but I don't think I realized just how big and stiff they were until now. You must have a big one."

"I don't know for sure. I've seen other guys in the gym, I might be a little bigger but I think I'm pretty normal."

"This is really great," she says, staring at my cock, that's getting redder and redder. "It's just so sexy. I can't imagine anything this size going inside me. I guess they do, though. Millions of people have been doing it for centuries."

She keeps really working on me, going fairly fast. I can feel it getting ready. "I'm going to cum," I say.

She just grins at me and then looks back at my cock. I can feel it sort of swell or stiffen and she says, "I can feel it," and almost immediately I shoot off a load that must go ten feet. She makes a funny noise, sort of a "Wow" with a grunt added, and works my cock even faster.

"Slow down now," I say to her. "Just sort of milk it, pushing whatever is in there out." She's grinning and does as I asked and about two more spurts come out, not going as far, and then a lot seems to almost bubble out, running down over her hand. She pulls on me a couple more times. "I think that's it. I'm done. You can let go."

She lets go and looks at me. "That's crazy,' she says. "You really shoot it out, don't you? It's all a mess, I'll get some paper towels and clean up." She goes into the kitchen, almost running, and hurries back. She first finds where my cum landed and wipes it up, then comes back next to me and uses the towels on my cock and thigh and on her hand, which has a lot of cum on it. I'm still sitting there, naked from the waist down. "Boy, it really shrinks, doesn't it?" she says, staring at my cock, then puts a couple fingers on it and feels it. "Does it get hard again?"

'Yeah. My brain seems to turn it on. I get hard-ons in class sometimes, just thinking about something. It can be embarrassing. But they go away. I'm not sure how long it takes now that I've cum. But it can get hard again. It just takes a little while." She's still got her fingers on me and is looking at me grinning. "Now you said you would, too."

"Yeah," she says, "I will. I want to, more than ever now. That was really sexy. I loved doing that to you.

Then she looks up from my cock and grins at me. She unbuttons her jeans and slides her hand down inside the front. Right away her hand is moving sort of fast.

"No fair," I tell her. I can't tell what you're doing at all. You have to get bare, too, like I did, so I can see."

She grins at me, pulls her hand out and pulls her jeans fly open and starts pushing them down her legs. She then gets hold of her panties, white panties, and pulls them down, too. With both now down to her butt, she lifts up some and pulls them down onto her legs, then off her feet. She sits back up and looks at me. She reaches down to her crotch with one hand and spreads her legs fairly wide. Her hand starts moving again, up and down, like she's rubbing herself. I can see dark brown hair that looks a lot like the hair on her head but a little darker. Her fingers are below it. I've often thought about touching a girl, finding out what her pussy feels like, how it's shaped, so I reach my hand to hers and touch. "Let me try, like you did with me."

She gives me a big grin. I think she wanted me to do this, and moves her hand away a little. I touch her, feel the hair against my hand, and push my hand down a little. She takes hold of my middle finger and pulls my hand even lower. She moves her hips a little and I can feel a shape with my finger. "Right there," she says. "Just massage it a little." I do, feeling it and rubbing it. "Push your finger in." Push it in? Where? I press against her. She reaches down and moves my finger a little and gives it a push. I can feel that my finger's actually going in a little. I push more and slide my finger in. There's flesh or something all around my finger, a little moist. I move my finger around a little, feeling. She makes a little noise. I can't even describe her noise. If you take the "a" sound from back or tack, and just extend it, "aaaaa", it's sort of like that. "A little more and faster," she says. I push my finger in as far as I can and start moving it around, pulling out a little and pushing in again. She just makes her noise again. I guess it means she likes it.

"I've got another place that's really sensitive, really turns me on, but if I try to diddle it too soon it hurts. I have to get turned on some before I touch it. Maybe you can do what you're doing and still work on this other place, too." She reaches down, her finger sort of under my hand and I can feel her rubbing herself softly. "Right here," she says. I pull my finger out of her and move it to where her finger is. She moves her hand a little. I can feel a shape, sort of like a little worm or something. I rub it like she had been doing. "Oh, yeah, right there," she says. "But can you do it while still doing what you had been doing before?" I move my hand to get my thumb to this new spot and that lets me get my finger back down to the wet area where I can slide it into her again. And there goes her noise again. "More," she says. I work my hand some. "Faster" she says. I try and slide my finger in and out while still rubbing her and her noise comes again. "Yeah," she says, "Just like that." I keep on moving my hand on her and in her. The noise changes and gets almost guttural. I can feel that she's much wetter inside now. Then she gives an "Aargh" noise and I can feel her insides sort of pulsing or jerking and then my fingers gets really wet. Maybe she peeing or something. Her hips lift off the couch, then go back down and her hand reaches down and holds my hand, stopping it from moving.

"Oh, Tom, that was the best ever. I've never cum so hard before. You really worked my clit perfectly. I've done this to myself a lot but it's so different when someone else does it, somehow. You can do that again anytime you want." With that, she turns her upper body a little and leans towards me and kisses me on the mouth. I get my one arm around her just like she has one around me and we seriously kiss. The best and longest kiss we've ever had. That I've ever had with anyone. I'm still sort of cupping her pussy with one hand and she's holding my hand there with one of hers. Then, still kissing, she moves her hand from mine and puts it on my cock. Which makes me realize that I'm hard again. She pulls away from the kiss and grins at me. "You're ready again. How about I do you while you do me?" She doesn't wait for an answer but grasps my cock and starts jerking me off. So I slide my finger back into her and start pumping it in and out, while I feel around for her clit with my thumb. She's still fairly wet inside from before so I slide in and out easily. I realize there's room, so when I pull out some, I slide two fingers into her and start using them. I find that little shape with my thumb. She starts kissing me again, her tongue pushing into my mouth. So I start licking her tongue with mine. Her hand is moving faster and harder on me so I work mine faster and harder on her. 

She pulls her head back, stops kissing me and starts making an odd noise. She's jerking me off so hard it almost hurts but I can feel that I'm moving towards cumming. Then her insides pulse on my fingers and I can feel her putting out some juices on my fingers. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming," she almost yells and just then I can feel my stuff moving up and I start shooting off. She just collapses almost. Leans back and slumps. I still have two fingers in her, she still has her hand on my cock. In fact, her hand is almost glued to my cock by a bunch of cum that's all over her hand. "Fuck, Tom," she almost murmurs, "That was just too much." But she's smiling. Sort of a tired smile but definitely a smile. I lean to her and kiss her, wiggling my fingers inside her a little. She kisses back but it's not like that first one. "I guess we need to clean up a little, she says, starting to sit up. So I pull my fingers out of her. She looks around a little. "We've got stuff everywhere. Let me get a wash cloth," she says, as she gets up and walks away, bare from the waist down just like I am.

She comes back with a damp cloth and uses it to clean my cock. She wipes my stuff off her hand, then squats a little and wipes herself up between her legs. She turns the cloth over and starts wiping at the couch where we had been sitting. I hadn't realized how much stuff we had left there. I get up, too and get another cloth and come back to help. I see a couple spots of my cum on the carpet and wipe them up, too. We both stand there, everything cleaned up, at least pretty good, and then look at one another and grin. I put my arms around her and hold her close and she puts her arms around me. I lean down and kiss her and move my free hand that isn't holding a damp cloth, down onto her butt. She has a nice butt. I moved my hand around, feeling it. She does the same to me, then, feeling my butt as we kiss. She breaks the kiss and says, "We'll have to do that again soon." Then she grins. "But it's late, we both better get to bed."

The next day, as soon as we got home from school, Joanne wants to do it again so we do. First, her doing me and then me doing her. She suggests we just stay naked from the waist down as we fix dinner. Then, as soon as dinner is over, she has hold of me and does me again, so I do her, too. Then we study, sitting next to one another and touching each other a little. Which makes studying impossible, so we mutually do each other at the same time, like we had the night before. I think we both figured out each others genitals, at least I had about figured out hers and knew where things were and what seemed to work best. It's odd. I had wanted to find out about sex and now I had, at least partly. With my sister, which seems weird. But I also realize that I want to do what would make her happy, what turns her on. I don't just want to do whatever I can, I want to do whatever she wants me to. I always knew we cared for each other but now it seemed to be getting stronger. 

Our parents came home and for a couple days we didn't do anything with each other. Then, one night, after we all are in bed and I'm about half asleep, Joanne comes into my room. She holds her finger to her lips, indicating that we should stay quiet, and she pushes my pajama bottoms down so she can get hold of my cock. I just lay there as she jerks me off. Then she pulls her nightgown up, revealing herself and lays down on my bed and bends her knees up and spreads her legs, so I can get at her and I do her. She kisses me and grinning, leaves my room. I pull some dirty underwear out of the hamper and try to clean up myself and the bed as well as I can and then toss them back into the hamper and go to sleep. That happens two more nights in a row. Then our parents go away for a few more days.

When I get home from school the next day, I'm very sweaty. I had wrestling practice after school and instead of showering at school, decided to just do it at home. I'm in the shower. This is a shower over a bath tub, with a shower curtain. I 'm facing the shower head, not thinking of much more than washing, when I feel something is different. Then hands reach around my waist. Joanne is in there with me, also naked, pressing up against my back. I turn around to face her and we kiss, both holding one another and pushing against each other. Since I have the soap in my hand, I start washing her with my bare hands. It's the first time I ever felt her breasts. Nice breasts, sort of round at the bottom but pointy. Two separate breasts, each a little more than a handful as the old saying goes, with dark nipples, pretty small and hard. I washed up and down her legs and reached in to do her pussy as much as I can. She turns around and I do her back. She asks for the soap and washes me the same way, spending a lot of time on my cock, which by then is very hard. As I washed her I kept telling her what a great body she had and as she washed me she did the same for me. I guess we both mean it, I know I do. She really does have a great body. Trim and in good physical shape. 

We turn off the water and get towels and started drying each other. Then she surprises me. To dry my legs, she kneels down on the floor. As she dries my cock and balls, she starts kissing my cock, then licking it. Then she puts her mouth over the head of it and starts licking and sucking on it. Pretty soon, her head is moving back and forth as she sucks on me, sort of jerking me off with her mouth. She stops and looks up at me grinning. "I've watched girls on the net do this for years and I've always wanted to try it. You have a delicious cock, Tom." And then she's back sucking me again. I'm surprised but, truthfully, I love it. I'd thought of doing the same to her a number of times and now I knew that I would.

It didn't take long. My first blow job. I feel it coming and warn her, "I'm going to cum, Joanne," but she seems to swallow my whole cock even more, working fast on it and I start spurting it out right into her mouth. She never stops. I guess she swallows because I think she gets more than a mouthful and when she finally pulls her lips away from my cock and licks her lips, my cum seems to be gone. "I really liked that," she says, looking up at me. "I wasn't sure about it before I did it but I love tasting your cock. Even your cum isn't bad, all sort of sexy."

I reach down and get hold of her under her arms and pull her up. I hold her against me and kiss her. She kisses back. As we kiss I fondle her ass with both hands. I love her ass. Then I reach down sort of back of her and pick her up. One arm is under her upper back, the other under her knees. "Your turn, now," I tell her. "I've been thinking of this for a long time and your beautiful body is perfect." In fact, I had often watched guys on the net making love to girls, sucking their breasts, kissing them, eating their pussies, and I really wanted to do all that myself. Now I'm going to get to. And the fact that it's with Joanne turns me on even more. I should feel weird doing this with my sister but I really want her. I've really liked her almost forever. Probably love her. But up to now it's been sibling love not sexual love. So I want to enjoy myself, enjoy her body. And I want her to enjoy it, too.




My Sister, My Lover



I carry her into her bedroom because it's the closest and lay her on her back on the bed. I hover over her, holding myself up in sort of a push up and kiss her again. Then, as we kiss, I lean off to one side a little to get a hand free and start feeling her breast. Softly. Just sort of holding it. Then sort of pinching her nipple a little. I kiss her cheek, her neck, her shoulder, then get my mouth to her breast and kiss it, lick it. I move my hand to the other breast as I try to suck her whole breast into my mouth. While she doesn't have huge breasts, they're more than my hand can cover, certainly more than I can get in my mouth. 

I move my mouth to her other breast, sliding down slightly over her body and move my hand down across her abdomen to her pussy hair. Then I start moving my mouth, kissing her abdomen, her stomach. My body is down between her legs by now and I have both hands free. I run my hands down her legs as I kiss down onto her thigh. She spreads her legs, she's ready to have my mouth at her pussy, I'm sure. I can hear her back in the same noises she's used before as she gets aroused. I'd like to tell her how much I love her body but my mouth and hands are too busy. I kiss onto her inner thigh, then across to the other one. I can now look right at what I've been feeling and masturbating for a couple weeks. Sort of a rope shape, two wrinkled lips that my fingers can pull open. Her brown hair above it with some hairs straggling down next to it. I can see pink inside and I lean in and push my tongue into her. Her noises are louder. I lick around, shoving my tongue in as far as I can, pushing my chin up against her to get as far in as I can. Then I pull my tongue back slightly and look up a little and see the shape that has to be her clit. I move my mouth up to get my tongue on it and sort of push the little worm shape around with my tongue.

She's really into it, almost screaming. I lick back down and get my tongue up in her again and lick around, then back out and up to her clit. I move one hand, rather awkwardly up under my chin to get two fingers pushed into her. I start finger fucking her as I lick her clit and she goes ballistic. Her hips are jumping. She must have muscles inside because I can feel her clamping onto my fingers and then letting them go and then clamping again. She gives a big "arrgh" and I can feel fluid around my fingers. I pull them out and move my mouth down and try to suck her whole pussy into my mouth. I can taste her now. This is obviously her form of cumming.

As I move back up over her to kiss her, she shoves us so that I'm on my back and she's laying fully on top of me as we kiss and lick inside each others mouths. "My God Tom, that was the most amazing thing that's ever happened to me. You were unbelievable. How did you ever learn that? You can do that to me again any time. Ten times a day. Twenty times." She kisses me again. I can feel her flesh on me, her breasts, her legs. She moves her leg a little, I can feel it pushing on my cock. "You're hard again," she says. She gives me a look, a look I've never seen before. Dirty, sexy. Her mouth partly open as if she's hungry. She sits up a little and lifts herself up and moves her one knee to the same side as the other, then the other to the other side, so she's facing away from me. 

The next thing I know, she has hold of my cock and I can feel her lips around it again, starting to lick and suck. And there's her pussy. Much redder now. Wetter now. I lift my head some and get my mouth to it and both of my hands up around and onto her butt, to hold me up and in place and I stick my tongue into her. I learned something. Once she's cum, she can cum again and again fairly quickly. Once I've cum, I last longer. I work on her pussy with my mouth and both hands and she cums three times before I finally cum again. 

She's on her back next to me. "I've had it for now, Tom," she says. "This is absolutely fantastic but I think my senses have all been overloaded or something." She then about half rolls onto me, her head on my chest, her one leg over mine, her wet pussy up against my hip, and falls asleep. I mean she fell asleep in a second. I just lay there for a short while and the next thing I know I can feel her moving and it wakes me up. I've been asleep, too.

"We better get some dinner, Tom," she says to me and so we head to the kitchen, both of us naked. We actually manage to get some food heated in the microwave and on the table. We both eat. As I finish the last of my dinner, she picks up her stuff and takes it to the dishwasher. As she comes back to the table to get some more, her ass is facing me. I put both hands on her, feeling the firmness and roundness and kiss each cheek.

"You have a really sexy butt," I tell her.

"Thanks," she says but just keeps picking up some silverware. So I get my plate and things and go to the dishwasher. I step aside as she comes up with more to go in. When she straightens after loading it, I'm behind her and reach around and get a hand on each breast. I kiss her neck and shoulder as I feel her breasts, play with her nipples. "Every part of you is sexy. You've got a perfect body." She turns around smiling and I kiss her. Actually we kiss each other. I use both hands to feel her butt as we kiss. I then put my hands on her waist and lift her, turning a little, and sit her on a counter. "I'd like some dessert," I say to her as I move between her legs and lean my face in to her pussy. She spreads her legs and slides forward slightly to make herself completely accessible as I lick inside her, then up to her clit, then back down again. I don't use my fingers on her, just hold her butt with both hands as I lick and suck. I already know that I can give her orgasms this way, without finger fucking her while I lick on her clit, but I purposely do it again this time. I just want to enjoy eating her, tasting her, almost as part of the meal. Plus, for whatever twisted reason, I like licking her, fucking her with my tongue, sucking her clit, savoring her juices when she finally cums. Which she finally does, pushing me away.

"I want my dessert at the table," she tells me as she jumps down off the counter, her thighs glistening with cum running down them. She gets me to the table and I sit on it while she pulls up a chair between my legs. My balls are hanging free of the table so she cradles them with her hands. "This is where all your stuff I've been eating is manufactured," she says as she rolls them in her hands. "I should encourage them to function well because I want to get a lot more of you as often as I can." She then gets her mouth over my cock and goes to work, licking, sucking, bobbing her head up and down, basically fucking me with her mouth. It's been long enough that I don't last long and she gets a mouthful, which is what she 's after, i guess. "Umm," she says, swallowing and licking her lips, "I bet that has a pretty good food value." Then she pulls her chair back and adds, "I have to study, I've got a big test tomorrow. So we better both go to our rooms and get that done before we go on with any of this."

And we do. I worked pretty hard, reading quite a bit and finishing a number of problems. After a couple hours I could hear Joanne downstairs again and since I was pretty much finished I went down to join her. We're both still naked. She's doing some Tae Kwan Do exercises so I join her. She looks at me, grins, then attacks me using moves we both know. I end up flat on my back on the floor, although I realize that she purposely softened my landing instead of slamming me down as she could have. She's straddling me, grinning down at me as she edges herself forward until she's almost sitting on my face. Then she is sitting on my face, so I oblige her and start licking her pussy, shoving my tongue into her as far as I can. She moves her bottom around a little, guiding me, telling me what to do, where to lick, as she enjoys my work on her until I get a mouthful of her juice. She climbs off me and gives me a hand to help me up. "Your turn," she says, with that dirty, open mouth, hungry look she can get.

I move so that I can knock her legs out from under her and grab her hair as I step up and offer my very erect cock to her as she's on her knees. I pull her to it and she opens her mouth and I let go as she starts working her mouth and tongue on me. I hope she enjoys sucking me as much as I love eating her because I last awhile. But she never falters, stays active and enthusiastic until I finally cum inside her mouth. She sucks and licks and swallows and then we're standing, holding one another and kissing.

By then it's time to clean up and go to bed. The next day our parents are back so for four more nights we meet in each others' bedrooms for sex after normal bed time, after we felt our parents wouldn't hear us. Two nights she came into my room, two I went to hers. When I went to hers, I made love to her whole body before finally eating her to orgasm, and then she did me. When she came to my room, she sucked me off first and then climbed on me for me to do her. Then our parents went off again for a few days.

I get home a little late after wrestling practice at school. Joanne's waiting for me, acting excited. As soon as I got in the door she started in. "Guess what happened to me today"' she said fairly loud and animated. Then, before I could say anything, she went on. "You can't guess. It's impossible. Well, some guy tried to rape me. He's certainly sorry about it now because he's probably still laying there in bad shape. He sure didn't expect me to know how to defend myself. Anyway, I usually take the bus home. But we went on a field trip that seemed to me to be close enough that I might as well walk home. I had to cut through an area I'd never been in before. If you don't know, down around Central and Fifth, it's a pretty crummy area. I never thought anything about it when all of a sudden someone grabbed me from behind and tried to pull me into this little alley. I dropped my satchel, stepped back instead of pulling forward, which he never expected, and managed to stomp on his foot. When his hold momentarily weakened, I whirled and chopped on his collarbone, knocking one arm of his out of commission. He looked startled so I kneed him in the groin. That made him bend over and I smashed my knee up into his face while I held the back of his head. I'm sure I had to break his nose. It either knocked him out or dazed him and he collapsed. While he laid there I gave him as strong a kick as I could right into his groin. I probably sent his testicles up into his abdomen. At the least he's going to be very sore and I suspect he's really going to end up in a hospital."

She paused long enough for me to say something. "Are you all right? Are you hurt at all?"

She almost laughs. I think she's on a high from all that happened. "I'm fine. In fact I'm almost happy it happened, it proved that after all those years of Tae Kwan Do that I can really defend myself."

"Did you call the police?"

"No. I thought about it and decided the bastard would probably sue me to get me to pay for his hospital care.'

"Who was he? I mean, was he big? Did you know him?"

"No I don't know him. At first it all happened so fast that I never had a chance to see him. After he was out and on the ground I realized that he wasn't all that big. I mean, big enough, taller than me, but not heavy or anything. I think maybe he's hispanic, or a very light black. It even ran through my mind that he was good enough looking that he shouldn't have to rape a stranger, he should be able to find a girl friend. Maybe he didn't even mean to rape me, maybe he was just going to steal my wallet. Except he definitely was trying to get me out of sight into that alley so I think he intended to rape me."

"Wow. Well, I'm glad you're o.k."

"Oh, yeah, I'm fine. You're late. What held you up?"

"Nothing exciting like you had. Just wrestling practice. It's Thursday. I'm always late on Thursdays."

"Yeah, I forgot. Which means you need a shower. So go ahead. I'll join you in a minute."

I went to my room and got undressed and went into the bathroom and started the water. It takes a short while to get warm. Then I got into the tub, pulled the shower curtain and started washing myself. As before, I barely started when I heard her and then felt her body up against my back and her arms around me. I turned around and we held one another and kissed. I washed her and she washed me, bare handed, rubbing the soap over each other and feeling each others' bodies, taking our time and getting aroused. Outside the tub as we dried each other she ended up on her knees, as she has before, and soon had my cock in her mouth, her hands working over my balls. I'm sure she really likes sucking me, she does it with a lot of force and action, and seems to really want to get me to cum in her mouth. She could go slower and I'd last longer but I think she wants to make me cum. And she does. She pulls back and looks up at me and opens her mouth so I can see all my white goop, which she swallows, then licking her lips, she stands and presses against me and we kiss again, holding one another.

I pick her up and carry her into her bedroom and give her my full treatment. Kissing her all over her body, sucking on her breasts, pulling on her nipples, finally getting my mouth and tongue to her pussy. I really enjoy tasting her. This time she's already very aroused, as I can tell from how wet she is and how strong the taste is. I purposely take my time, savoring everything. I want her to cum, to enjoy and orgasm, but I want to take my time, too. Finally she 's screaming and jerking and I get a mouthful of her juices and I slide up over her again. Just as I'm ready to kiss her, she reaches between us and feels my cock. I'm hard again.

"Fuck me," she says. "When I realized that guy wanted to fuck me it made me realize that it's you that I want. I want to have you. I want you to fuck me." She has her legs spread wide, her knees pulled back towards her shoulders. My cock is right at her pussy. "Now, go ahead."

I want to more than anything. I'm as ready as she is. "What about protection?"

"God, Tom, fuck me!" She was almost yelling, it was an order. I pushed with my hips and she used one hand to guide me and I could feel the head of my cock pushing her lips apart. I pushed in further. She's so tight. It's as if my foreskin is going to get torn off, it's so tight. I hesitated. "She tried to lift her hips against me, actually succeeded in getting me a little further into her. "Don't stop, go ahead!" So I pushed on. It was as if my cock was a yard long. I just kept pushing and could feel me forcing my way in as her insides surrounded my cock. It felt like hours but was probably just a couple minutes and my pubic hair was feeling hers. I was all the way in. Our bodies were together. Nothing's ever felt better. She got her feet on the bed or something because I could feel her lifting her hips, actually lifting my body. 

So I started pulling back, as I've seen on the net and read about. When I was almost out, just my head still in her, I pushed forward again. That noise of hers started, that continuous "aaaaa". Our bodies met again and I pulled back, then pushed forward. I'm actually fucking. For real. And it's even better than I imagined it would be. Joanne's pushing back. I keep moving, pistoning in and out. It starts to get a little difficult, she's pushing in a different tempo than me. She's practically lifting me. But I'm bigger and I just keep pistoning into her. Her noises change. There's an exhale or "Uhfff" every time I get fully into her and a version of that "aaaaa" as I pull back. Our tempos are off, she moves back when I do and I actually come out of her. She makes an angry noise and reaches down and aims me and I'm back in, pushing all the way in. "Fuck Tom, aah, harder if you can." So I push harder, which means faster. I'm almost banging into her, our bodies make a slapping noise each time we come together. And then she's almost screaming again. I can feel her insides convulsing on my cock. Squeezing me, pulsating, and then I can feel fluid. I know she's cum but I haven't so I just keep on banging into her, more and more. She seems to keep screaming. She's loud. She's pushing back. She's never said to stop or anything so I keep going. Her insides are grabbing my cock again, I can definitely feel it. Her legs come up around me, her feet are on my back, her arms tight around me. I keep on pounding into her and finally I can feel that I'm going to cum, it's almost as if it's coming up from the soles of my feet or something, like my whole body is involved and I shoot off in her. Then more, Her insides are doing it again, almost milking me, pulling my cum out. And finally I'm done and I stop. We look at one another. She's been perspiring. But she's smiling. I kiss her. Her legs and arms stay around me and I just stay there and we kiss some more. 

Finally, I just feel like it, so I roll over, pulling her along. She ends up laying on top of me. I'm on my back. In the process my cock came out of her. I put my arms around her and hold her and she kisses me. "That was even better than I had hoped for," she finally says.

"Me, too." is all I can say.

She reaches down between us and feels my cock. "I guess you're done."

"At least for now."

She kisses me again and then rolls off and lays next to me. "That day a couple months ago when I jerked you off for the first time? Remember? Well, the next day I went to Student Health and got a prescription for birth control pills. So I'm safe." Then she reaches with her hand, both of us still on our backs, and starts pulling on my cock a little. "How long do you think it will take to get this ready again? That was good enough that I want to do it a lot more." 

POSTSCRIPT:

For over three months, when our parents were gone, we were naked and having sex as often as we could manage. Actually fucking ended our manually doing one another but didn't end our orally doing one another. We still had oral sex to at least one climax every day, well almost every day. And we definitely fucked every day. In every position we could think of. 

The next fall we both were to attend our state university. I would start as a freshman and Joanne would transfer in as a sophomore. Our parents surprised us. They sat us down and said they had run the numbers and it looked to them as if it would be best, financially, if they rented a small apartment and that Joanne and I should live there together, preparing most of our own meals, instead of living in dorms. It took only seconds for us both to realize that meant we could continue having all the sex we wanted, so we agreed, although acting as if we were reluctant.

So, we then spent four years sleeping together. In fact, it was odd, but the first time we actually spent an entire night together was in that apartment. For some odd reason, it had never entered our minds before to sleep together all night when we were at home. At school, while we never actually said so, the people we met assumed we were married. We had the same last name. We never said otherwise. It really made everything a lot easier. Then, as I neared graduation and going out and getting a job, and Joanne also was graduating because she purposely took some elective courses that extended her stay a year, she talked with me and decided to go off the pill.

We had talked about this often. We were in love. Definitely. We weren't truly related except by some legal maneuvering. We weren't sure If we could ever actually marry but there was nothing that would keep us from continuing to let people believe we were married. We could have children, raise a family. However, we knew that we needed to tell our parents and we had no idea how they would take it. 




My Sister, My Lover



They came to visit us at school and I told them that I would arrange a place for them to stay. My intent was, they could use the second bedroom in our apartment because Joanne and I shared one bedroom. The second bedroom had always been a guest room. So when they got there, we all four sat down and we told them that we were in love and intended to live as a married couple and that, in fact, Joanne was pregnant. In the early stage of pregnancy. Surprisingly, it didn't seem to phase them that much. They had known for some time that we were having sex, they told us. They also knew that we weren't genetically related. Then they told us something else that we had never known. We were never officially adopted. They had acquired us but never actually adopted us. They even had birth certificates for us in our original names. There was no reason that we couldn't marry. If we wanted to keep the names we were raised under, we would have to go to court and petition for a name change but it's really just a formality.

That night I had the best blow job of my life. Joanne was given the best oral sex ever, including licking and kissing her entire body. And then we fucked and fucked for an hour or more. She may have had a dozen orgasms. I don't know how our parents slept in the next room.



My Sister, My Lover



The only thing I regret in my life is the last two years. It is not for what I did, but what I didn't do. I spent these two years exclusively at college, and found innumerable excuses to not return home even during breaks. I just could never admit to myself how much I was in love with my beautiful little sister Susan. I used college as an excuse to disappear and avoid facing the whole situation. If I had even an inkling of how she really felt about me and how much she suffered in my absence, things might have been different. 

I had stayed away from home, so that my little sis, Suzy, could live her own life. It was too painful for me to see her everyday and know that I could never have her as my woman, never ravish her wonderful tight little body and know the joys of sex with one whom I loved unlimitedly. I was so much in love with her, that just seeing her was unbearable for me. So I left, turned my back on my all-devouring love for her, and tried for two years without success to forget the most wonderful young woman I would ever know. Susan had graduated from high school and studied for a year before getting a good secretarial position, but she never dated and lived a very reclusive and sad life at home with our mom.

And here I was, home for Christmas. I walked right back smack into the feelings and lives of what I had been trying so hard to deny. No sooner had I walked in the door than my mother said to me, "Please talk to Suzy, she hasn't been herself for a long time now. I think she misses you. See if you can figure out what is her problem. It seems very serious, but I haven't been able to get anything out of her."

I wasn't quite prepared for what I found. She was a ghost of her former self and I felt so very bad to see her like this. However, it still took me several days and a lot of prying to get to the bottom of it. The third day I really started to get somewhere when she became somewhat happy as we reminisced about our many activities together during our youth. Suddenly she started to sob uncontrollably after blurting out, "You just don't get it do you." As she continued crying, I didn't know what to say or do, so just embraced her gently. 

I couldn't get anything more out of her, as she was too upset, so I just held her tight and tried to comfort her. She melted in my embrace and suddenly became very quiet and serious when I begged her to just tell me what I didn't understand. "I don't care what it is, just tell me. I won't be upset or angry, no matter what. You know I love you more than anything and can't tolerate to see you suffer. Please tell me what is bothering you."

"Ok, I'll tell you," she said. "But you have to give me some time, this is very difficult for me." She continued to hold on very tightly to me, her sweet breath falling on my ear as she breathed deeply. I was overly aware of her bodily heat and close embrace and struggled with my very strong feelings for her. All the powerful and overwhelming feelings of intense love for my dear sister, had all rushed back into my head as soon as I had seen her and I knew now that there was no denying them. I was still very much in love with my baby sister and she had some major problems, which I had to help her with at any cost. She clung tightly to me, seemingly in desperation, for a long time as she gathered her courage to speak.

I wasn't expecting her sudden admission of love for me. She started speaking slowly and clearly, with much emotion, and a very obvious nervousness. "I only live for one thing, and that is you Nathan. I have always loved you far more than as a brother and can't see myself with anyone else. When you left I died inside and haven't been the same since. I don't know what you think of me now. Probably you think I am terrible and now you will leave and never come back. But I just had to tell you how much I really and truly love you. There is nothing else with any meaning in my life, other than you."

I was dumbfounded. This was a total surprise to find out after so many years that she felt the same way about me as I felt about her. My head was spinning and I couldn't think clearly, but knew that I had to tell her of my strong feelings for her, so she wouldn't suffer any further on my account. I had done enough to hurt her and realized that I had made the biggest mistake of my life, by leaving her to suffer alone for two long years.

"Suzy, the truth is that I left because I am so much in love with you and I didn't want to mess up your life. I thought that if I left, you would find your own life, without me. But I see that this didn't happen. I don't know what to do now, but I just want you to know that I love you more than I have ever loved anyone or anything. I love you with all my heart. And I only want you to be happy. I can quit college and stay here with you, if that will make you happy. I will do anything for you, anything at all. Just tell me and I will do it. Anything. I love you more than life itself."

She was filled with conflicting emotions and clearly didn't know how to deal with them. But one thing was sure, she was extremely happy to find out that I really did love her. I could see that she was overwhelmed with emotion as she began to cry softly to herself. Damn, why do girls cry when they are happy. It just seems so contradictory. But I held her tight and we both melted in each other's embrace. I think this was our first loving embrace, where we both realized that we loved each other so much. 

Neither of us wanted to let go of the other, so we just held on for a long time, savoring each other's presence. We fell back on the couch, she on top of me, as we each lost ourselves in emotional turmoil. I could feel Suzy's heart fluttering rapidly as she clung to me so tightly. I was happy for the first time in years, our love was expressed and would make sorting out our lives easier now. At least I thought like this. I couldn't tell what Suzy was thinking. She was so quiet and thoughtful, it made me afraid. 

Finally, she said with an almost breathless whisper, "Do you really love me? Do you want to be with me? Can we be together?" She asked with great trepidation and an earnestness that was so touching.

This was a lot for me to deal with all at once. I wasn't sure what she meant by our being together. I knew the full implications of such a question, if this is what she really wanted. It meant my every dream coming true, that we would be lovers. It meant that I would ravish her beautiful body daily and we would have children together and live as husband and wife forever. But I had never previously allowed myself to think like this. I had never had the courage to face this destiny, and was still frightened by the implications of such a bold and courageous life. It was what we both really wanted, but I still didn't know if I had the courage for this and I could see that Suzy was also overwhelmed with the situation. But I had to answer her, if only to ease her pain, to give her hope of the future. I couldn't deny her in any way, any longer. I knew she had suffered greatly due to my absence and I could not tolerate seeing her suffer another second. 

I answered her, "Yes, Suzy. I love you with all my heart. I love you with my soul. I love you with every breath. And I want to be with you always, forever."

"Oh Nathan. I am so happy."

"Suzy, we will work this out. Don't worry. I want to be with you and share the wonderful love we feel for each other. It won't be easy, but I have faith that it won't be that hard either. Ok?"

"Ok, Nathan. I love you so much. Please don't ever leave me. I would die it you did. I couldn't bear it again." And I didn't doubt for a minute that she would if I left her. 

We continued lying on the couch in our tight embrace and fell asleep. After an hour or so mom walked into the room and saw that we had bonded so well, perhaps too well, in her estimation. But she could feel the love simmering between us and knew Suzy was going to get out of her funk. Suzy's happy demeanor in her sleep exuded joy and peacefulness. Mom was a bit alarmed however to see our tight embrace, wondering what it really meant. But, she was actually quite liberal, having been a very enlightened hippy in her youth, so I had faith that she could accept just about anything her loving children decided. Mom watched us sleep for a long time and finally sighing deeply, left us and went back into the kitchen. 

After Suzy and I slept deeply for a few hours, I woke up in the wonderful embrace of my true love. I didn't move, just wanting to lay still and relish my warm sister's perfect body sleeping peacefully on top of myself. I felt more love for her now than I had ever felt before and I was happy to bask in her wonderful presence. My long suppressed emotions and feelings for my dear sister surged from the depths within and took over my every being. My head swooned and I became dizzy as I became overwhelmed with my love for her. I had never felt so many strong feelings before. I was totally and madly in love with Suzy and wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. Nothing else mattered. I only knew I loved her far more than I thought I was capable of loving anyone.

All this time I hadn't seriously thought of sex with Suzy, but the close proximity and warmth of her very wonderful body was having its effect on me now. I was getting aroused without moving a muscle. She was so perfect and she had proclaimed how much she loved me. She had said she loved me unlimitedly. I still hadn't realized what this meant, that she wanted to be with me. Slowly I was realizing that she wanted me as much as I wanted her. It meant that we would probably end up fucking each other very soon. That's what lovers do. Surely she would want me to take her very ripe cherry and ravish her tight little body forever.

These wonderful thoughts of sex with Suzy filled my consciousness and aroused me greatly. I felt a powerful compulsion to satisfy my sexual urges, one way or another, but I was pinned under Suzy and didn't want to wake her from her peaceful sleep. I tried to visualize Suzy naked as she invited me into her room, but this was difficult. I had never seen her naked, not since our childhood and had only seen her in modest bathing suits since then, so didn't really have a clue about her wondrous charms in this regard. 

My dick was throbbing due to these meditations and Suzy's hip, which was right on top of my hard-on, made matters worse. When my love finally woke up, she looked straight into my eyes and smiled the most wonderful smile I have ever seen. Then she kissed me right on the lips and I melted again into her embrace. We kissed for a long time, each relishing our strong loving exchange. The kiss intensified as we made out and gradually we ground our bodies together more and more. Soon we were both panting as we became sexually excited. For Suzy it was her first experience of sexual arousal and for me it was the first experience that I truly cared about. We were totally and utterly lost and absorbed in our kiss as we made out for what seemed to be forever.

I had tried dating in college and had even had sex a few times, but never felt anything much for my partners. They just didn't measure up and I never put much into dating. But now I felt more intense feelings of love and pleasure in kissing my wonderful little sister than I ever had before. We were so happy to have found each other's love and were satisfied just to be together. Mom walked in again on us when we were making out and knew then that we had serious feelings for each other. She saw that we were tonguing each other as we kissed and seriously rubbing our genitals together. There was no mistaking that we were either lovers or would be soon. After watching us for a while, she flopped down into the easy chair and the noise caught our attention. Now we knew she knew about us, at least she knew as much as we did. We hadn't figured the rest out yet, other than the fact we were going to be together in every way from here on out.

Mom had always been totally up front with us and frank to the point of having sex with dad in front of us when we were young. Free love and all that, you know. So we knew we could tell her the truth and she wouldn't judge us the way most of the world would. I just told her, "Mom, I left home and didn't come back for two years because I am madly in love with Suzy and I didn't want to disturb her life. And she has been morose for two years because she loves me so much. Now that we have discovered our mutual love for one another, we are determined to explore that love and not waste our lives anymore. That's the short explanation."

Mom replied, "Well, when you put it like that, there isn't much I can say. It seems you already have it figured out. Just be careful not to hurt each other. And make sure that you really want this. Hardly anyone will accept it. I hope you realize what this means and how hard it will be."

Suzy, who had been quiet, suddenly piped up, "Mom, I love Nathan. I have been totally miserable for two years without him. If we are together, everything else is secondary. That's all that matters to me."

I also spoke up, "I feel the same. I tried to date in college, but nobody measured up to Susan. Now I realize I was comparing everyone to her. I was totally miserable, but felt I was doing the right thing, ignoring my love for her. Now I know better. She is everything to me."

Mom replied, "I love you both very much and only want you to be happy." She didn't say more than that, so we weren't sure how much she approved of our burgeoning lover's relationship. Then mom left the room. A little later she called us for dinner and we suddenly realized we hadn't eaten all day. After a wonderful meal, along with some light talk, we went upstairs. Suzy's room was just across the hall from mine, so we were close. 

As we separately prepared for bed, our thoughts were each independently absorbed in how we could arrange to spend the night together. I left the bathroom door unlocked as I did my ablutions and Suzy walked in wearing the sexiest outfit I had ever seen her in. It was a short nighty and skimpy panties. I could see her amazing body in most of its glory and only had one thing on my mind at that point. I wanted to sleep with Suzy and ravish her tender body as she begged me for more. As it turned out, it happened naturally.

She looked shyly at me with a slight smile as she asked, "Your room or mine?" 

"You have the bigger bed, so your room. I'll be right there." Wow, it was finally going to happen. I rushed back and stripped down to my boxers, arriving in her room a minute later. "Well, that was fast. Are you in a hurry for something?"

"Damn right woman. I am in a hurry for you. I need you. I love you. I want you more than I have every wanted anything in my entire life."

Susan held out her arms inviting me into her embrace. As we hugged each other, we slid slowly down onto her bed and melted together into a pool of love. She was a virgin in every sense, having only ever kissed me and that was earlier the same day. She had never been touched by anyone ever in any way and now offered herself totally and absolutely to me. Even though I had had sex, I never gave myself to anyone, nor ever cared for anyone but Suzy. So, I considered myself a virgin also. My love for Susan was pure and untouched by these other experiences. Because of our great love for each other, we both knew that our first experience together would be incredible and we were both nervous, anxious that we would not disappoint each other. 

But we didn't rush anything. We were so much in love that we were happy to be together and could take our time, savoring every precious moment. I couldn't believe that our love was so wonderful and so pleasurable. As we kissed passionately, the intense grinding of our clasped bodies propelled us into another dimension of pleasure and we slowly rose higher and higher in the enjoyment of our union. My hands roamed over Suzie's back and buttocks, squeezing and pulling her very hot mound into my inflamed cock. She was on fire. I was amazed how hot she was for me, as she told me again and again how much she truly loved me. 

Soon, she pulled off her nighty and ground her bare breasts into my chest, groaning and moaning her satisfaction. I moved my kissing from her lips to her ear, her neck, her chest, her swollen breasts, her belly and finally I approached her sexual vortice. I passed it by and licked down her legs and back up. Then I pulled down her damp panties as she lifted her perfect cheeks off the bed. Smiling greatly, she spread her legs, offering her ripe unblemished flower of youth to me unconditionally. 

I slowly licked her pink pussy lips, and my tongue entered deeply into her untouched pussy, bringing a shiver of delight to her. Then I moved up to her throbbing clitoris and nibbled on it tenderly as she shivered again more violently and began a massive orgasm. I was surprised at its intensity and furthered it by keeping my attention focused on her erect clitoris. As I continued nibbling and sucking, she entered one orgasm after another, her body becoming rigid as she shuddered and groaned with intense pleasure. When she finally finished her orgasm she said, "That was the greatest thing that ever happened to me and you didn't even fuck me yet!" Hearing her say 'fuck' was so wonderful. I had never heard her swear before. Never.

I continued licking her dripping aromatic pussy, relishing the liquor of her sex, intoxicated with its musky aroma. I fucked her deeply with my tongue, pushing her raw sex into my mouth, my hands grasping her full ass cheeks strongly, pulling her sex into my mouth. She had the nicest ass, so firm and full, that I loved squeezing it as I ravished her sex. I only knew her wet pussy, which was covering my entire face with its juices as I dove as deeply as I could into her essence. I was crazy for her and sucked and licked madly, devouring her pussy.

Suzy reached for my pants and undoing them, pulled them down as she squeezed the spongy head of my bulging cock. Pulling my boxers down, she licked my balls and slid her hands around my hard thick cock, sliding the skin up and down softly. The feeling was heavenly, as she worked it slowly back and forth. She is a natural. If I didn't know better I would have sworn she had done this before.

As she leaned over, her full breasts hung down invitingly and she took the head of my cock into her mouth between her wet lips. She smacked on the tip and worked around the head with her tongue, sending jolts of electric joy through my body. The only other time I had been given head was totally raw sex, just for the sake of sex, and I hadn't much liked it. But Suzy's lips gave me so much pleasure that I was soaring.

I wanted to make this last, but she was so good that I soon felt the tightening in my balls as they prepared to empty into Suzy's mouth. I relished the great pleasure of pre-orgasmic feelings and prolonged them as long as I could. I delayed coming for a few minutes by pinching my dick strongly but was soon lost again in the incredible orgasm welling up in my body. Then, as the pleasure rose greatly in the height of my orgasm, I came and came, in what seemed to be an endless climax. Suzy continued sucking enthusiastically on my cock and I stayed hard as a rock as I pumped her mouth full of my love juice again and again. As she swallowed my cum, she looked me in the eyes with a wondrous look of joy and lust, so proud of her accomplishment. She was so happy.

Then she asked with intense emotion, "Nathan, fuck me. Fuck me now. I want you so much. I can't wait anymore."

I licked her swollen pussy mound again and found her still sopping wet and ready for me. Positioning myself at the entrance to her eager little cunt, I rubbed my cock head in her ample juices. Suzy was breathing heavily and kept pulling me into her in her eagerness for me to enter her. I didn't even get started pushing into her, before I was blocked by her virginity. Not wanting to hurt Susan I didn't move for a while. Then I slowly started to push my large cock into her tight pussy, relishing the total experience. I knew that without pain I would not be able to fuck her, but held back anyway. Susan realized also that it would have to hurt, and was afraid of that. So I just rubbed her body everywhere and kissed her breasts, suckling her erect nipples and pinching them. As Suzy got more and more excited, she gasped, "Just do it. I can't stand waiting. I need you in me. Just push it in. I don't care if it hurts. Fuck me Nathan. Fuck me now!"




My Sister, My Lover



I kissed her passionately and pinched her clitoris hard, bringing her to an intense orgasm. Just as she went wild with pleasure, I grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled them to me roughly, suddenly plunging my full cock into her as deeply as it would go. Suzy screamed out and then fainted in the intensity of the moment. I continued to plunge my throbbing cock in and out of her incredibly tight pussy, relishing the greatness of finally being one with my true love. Suzy shortly woke up in pain, but was also overwhelmed with the pleasure of a good hard fuck and started to work her pelvis in synch with my thrusts. I increased the frequency and intensity as we fucked each other with enthusiasm. We were both lost in the pleasure of our union. Then I filled her with my love juices as we both came mightily. After this we embraced each other tightly and simply relished the greatness of the moment. We were naked and uncovered on Suzy's bed, entangled together.

Basking in the glow of our wonderful love, I suddenly became aware of another person in the room, "Mom, what are you doing here?"

Susan swung her head in surprise, "Mom? Oh my god."

"Don't worry kids. I have been here for two hours and what I have seen is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. You two are very lucky to love each other so much. I just wish your father was here..."

We motioned to her with our arms, "Come here mom." Then we dragged her down with us on the bed, entangling her in our superlative love and happiness. She just merged together with us and beamed in happiness, "You kids are wonderful. I love you both so much and can see that you will have a wonderful future together. It makes me jealous that I am left out." 

We didn't know what to say, but mom did, after some time, "Nathan, I have had a hard time since your father passed away and really need you to do something for me. I need you to have sex with me. Watching you two hot lovers has turned me on so much. I really need that. Can you do that for me, son?"

I couldn't believe she said that, "Mom!" I cried out, "I can't have sex with my mother." 

Her retort was quick, "Well, there are a lot of things that people can say about your present relationship, so I don't think that adding 'mother-fucker," will make much difference."

Again I was totally blown away that she would say such a thing, "Mom! I don't believe you said that." But we all laughed pretty hard, except for myself. I was too uptight. Then mom said, "I am serious. I have needs, just like everyone. After seeing you too sharing so much love, I want some too. I really need some relief. Please Nathan, help me."

I wasn't sure what to do. I was caught in an impossible situation. Susan came to my relief and made it so simple. She just said, "Go ahead Nathan. You love mom, she loves you and she needs it. Just do it. It's ok. It's just sex. I think it will be wonderful for you both and make us all closer. It's ok. I want you to."

I still didn't feel right about it, but started to get excited with the idea. My mother is very good looking and not very old. And lets face it, almost every guy thinks at some time or other of fucking his mother. I certainly did, but never thought seriously that I actually would do it. Now it looked like I was going to share a second amazing sexual experience with another someone whom I loved dearly. "It's ok Nathan, go for it now. I think its great and am really turned on by this. Go ahead," Suzy stated. 

Then mom started kissing me lightly on the side of my neck as her fingers twirled the hair on my chest. Suzy kissed mom on the lips and then started to unbutton mom's nightgown down the back. Soon She pulled it off mom, who was now as nude as we were. I was amazed how totally hot my mom looked, as I gazed at her naked body. She hadn't a bit of fat on her, her breasts were perky and full, her stomach flat, her ass cheeks were muscular and full and her long unending legs were also perfect. She had kept her mound trimmed and neat and it looked to be the second most inviting place on earth at this time. 

I was stunned by mom's natural beauty and couldn't move. But she took control and her kissing progressed to my hot lips as she kissed me tenderly yet passionately. It was such a light kiss, but so very passionate that my head spun with the intensity of the moment. I was in love again with my mom, or perhaps it was just my lust, on top of my love for her. In any case I was overcome with emotion as I melted from mom's gentle kisses. 

Mother really took over as she fondled my body and soon engulfed my raging cock in her mouth. I could not believe that this was happening with my very own mother, but loved it none-the-less. Soon she requested me, "Nathan, please touch me down there. I need to get ready for you."

I surrendered to the unlimited pleasure and wonder personified in my mother and kissed my way down her body. I licked and sucked her swollen breasts, the same wonderful breasts which had nursed me as a baby, as she moaned in pleasure. Susan massaged and fondled mom's body, helping to arouse mom more and more. I licked down to mom's belly and soon approached her pussy mound, the same pussy from where I had appeared almost twenty years prior. 

I put everything I knew into pleasuring my incredible mom, as I licked her blazing hot cunt and pinched her clitoris, trying to bring her to an orgasm. I stuck my tongue deep into her pussy and fucked her with it. When I licked her with my full wide tongue from her puckered butt to her clitoris and back, over and over again, this brought her over the top and she shuddered with a great orgasm. Her pussy leaked lots of juice as she came again and again. I tried to lick it all up, relishing this wonderful intimacy with this breathtaking woman whom I loved deeply. She is an amazing woman and I was so thankful to have the privilege of having sex with her. Yet, I was still stunned by my mother's powerful erotic presence.

She quietly asked with a gentle urgency, "Nathan, please do it now. I need you now. Please."

Nothing further was needed beyond the act itself. As I gently pushed my throbbing and painfully hard cock into her love channel, I experienced the most joyful pleasure from our union. I pushed my tender cock deeply and fully into her, and we both moaned our satisfaction and bucked in unison. I plunged repeatedly in and out of my mother and realized that this had to be one of the most incredible and unique experiences one could ever experience. I was sure that I would love my mother much more as a result of our union and knew we would surely make wonderful love again. I wasn't fucking my mother, we were making love and we both loved it immeasurably. It was truly a wonderful experience. Please don't condemn us for this act, an act that for us was a most natural and pleasurable experience and will surely happen again.

In fact, Suzy always encouraged me to fuck our mom. After this, they both came regularly to my bed and neither was jealous of the other. As for myself, I loved everything about our lives together and within a month had them both pregnant. We decided to move to another state where no one knew us as intimate family members and restarted our life on a different note. 

I kept my mother and sister pregnant in the summer and barefoot in the winter and none of us was ever disappointed or lonely again.



My Sister, My Lover Ch. 01



My baby sister was the host for the annual family reunion. I had tried my best to avoid this annual family rite. But she wouldn't hear of it. She whined, threatened and called until I relented.

Helen was to pick me up from the airport. It was incredibly hot and muggy in this gulf coast town. I was still in a suit from my last business stop. The sun beat down mercilessly as I stood in Arrivals waiting for her. 

The beep, beep, beep of a car horn and the frantic waving of a full figured woman identified her. As I struggled through traffic to get to her car, I was dripping with sweat. She, on the other hand, looked cool and calm. She wore white mid-thigh Bermuda shorts and a grey diaphanous blouse. Under that was a matching bra.

At 25 she was a medium height full figured woman. She stood 5' 5", about 145 lbs. or so. Her breasts were about 36C and firm. They bounced deliciously as she jumped up and down waving at me across the traffic lanes. We hadn't seen each other in nearly 5 years.

She plastered her lush body against me. She kissed me full on my mouth. I was surprised to detect a little tongue. We broke our embrace. I tossed my bag into the trunk and jumped into comforting cool of the air conditioned car. She bubbled with local gossip as she maneuvered the sedan in traffic with all the skill of a NASCAR driver.

I had preferred a hotel but she had insisted on me staying with her and her husband, Al. I had met Al when they got married five years before. He was a genial guy. He stood more than 6' and weighed about 230. He owned a construction company. Business was good and they lived a comfortable life. He wrung my hand enthusiastically and clapped me on the back when we entered the house. Both my back and hand were worst for the enthusiasm of his welcome.

While Al carried my bag to my room, Helen bounced behind the bar and offered to fix me a drink. As I sat at their bar, I noticed the chill of the air conditioning had made her nipples stand up hard and prominent under her sheer blouse. She caught me staring and shook them at me.

"Like what you see?" she teased.

"You are an incorrigible show off!" I laughed. 

"Make it Jack and coke." I said, pointing at the bottle behind the bar.

While she fixed my drink, I recalled that she had always been the more adventurous of us. It was she who had initiated our first tentative explorations of each other's bodies when we were pre-teens. As a teenager, she teased and bullied me into skinny dipping in the creek that ran through the woods behind our home. And it was she who introduced us both to the mysteries of mutual masturbation. I recall with affection her howls of surprise and indignation when I came that first time. I shot jiss all over her hands and dress. My reminiscing had reached her first orgasm, the dreamy look on her face as her young body shook when I was drawn back to the real world by her fingers snapping in my face.

"Earth to Vincent, earth to Vincent! Is there anybody home?" she laughed.

I snapped out of my reverie.

"Sorry, I am a little tired."

"I don't know about tired, but you were looking at me like I was something good to eat!" she opined.

Al blew back into the room. He had changed into an olive drab matching pants and shirt construction outfit. He wore brown Brogans and carried a hard hat.

"I'll see you guys' tomorrow." he announced.

He turned to me and explained that he had a project starting in the next town tomorrow morning. It was a 5 hour drive and he was going to spend the night there so he could get an early start. He strode behind the bar, grabbed my sister in a bear like embrace. They kissed passionately. He smacked her on the butt. He clapped me on the back. We both watched as walked out the door.

"Look, I said, I need a shower and a change of clothes!"

My sister pointed down the hall.

"Your room is down the hall. I'll put something on the grill while you change." 

I made my way to the room. I shucked off my clothes. Naked, I opened my suitcase and laid out some shorts and a tee shirt. The hot shower washed away the sweat and part of the fatigue I was beginning to feel. I felt human again. I was toweling my hair dry when Helen breezed in.

"Hey, I cried, A little privacy please!"

"Look, she said, I have seen everything you have! Let's not have any false modesty!"

She glanced at my crotch.

"But you have grown!" she tittered.

I snapped the towel at her retreating butt.

After dinner we sat on the screen enclosed porch. In the quickly gathering dark, we could hear the sounds of crickets. An evening breeze had lifted the repressive heat some. Helen had changed into some loose jersey shorts and a matching tee shirt. I couldn't help but notice the sensuous roll of her hips and the delectable bounce of her breasts as she moved about the porch, setting up our chairs.

We were into our second Jack and coke. We were discussing the plans for the next few days. Out of the blue, Helen said:

"Seeing you have brought back the memories of our childhood sexual fumbling." 

" I wish we had tried oral sex!"

I squirmed in my chair. The conversation had taken a decidedly incestuous turn

"We were too young to know about that." I said.

"My husband and I rarely have oral sex. He doesn't like doing it. But the few times we have, it felt something I never felt"

I was feeling very uncomfortable discussing her sex life. She was a very desirable woman with full breasts, a nice ass and long legs. 

"I've always wanted to explore more of my sexual side but I would never cheat on my husband and living in this small town, if I did it would be a scandal!" she gushed

We both laughed at the thought. My sister was prominent in our hometown. She was on the town counsel. She was known for a quick temper and a hot word. If her political enemies could discover a scandal, they would use it mercilessly.

She grabbed my glass and went for refills. She took a little longer than I expected but did return with the drinks. While she was gone, darkness falls like it can only fall in the rural south.

"Sorry to be so long. I had to pee and those shorts were chaffing me. I took them off."

I was taken aback. It occurred to me that her bare pussy was on display! I shook myself. It was dark and the only person who might see her pussy was me! I felt a stirring in my shorts.

"Bed time!" I said

I weaved a little as I stood. She grabbed my hand and said stay for one more drink. I agreed. When she returned she had turn out the lights in the house. We sat in complete darkness except for the faint light of the half moon. She turned her chair to face me. She was just a faint outline in the complete darkness.

"If there was more light you could see my pussy"

"If there were more light, you could see how hard I am hearing you say that."

We sat quietly for a while. The oppressive heat of the day was being replaced by a pleasantly warm night. I saw her out line as she rose, and covered the few steps between us. She knelt in front of me. I felt more than saw her unzip my shorts. I could feel her warm moist hands as she slowly pulled on my cock.

"We've had more to drink then we should. You'd better stop"

"No, just like when we were kids, I'll do you and you'll do me." she said.

My cock was rock hard. I could hear the crickets chirping as she pulled on my cock. Then I saw the outline of her head move toward me. I felt the warmth of her mouth as she took me in her mouth. I groaned as her head bobbed up and down. Then she stopped!

"You do me." she said.

I could see her move to her chair. I followed. I knelt between her legs. I smelled that familiar warm sweaty aroma of a hot pussy. I licked her clit. It was engorged. I moved my tongue downward, gently separating her labia. I probed inward. Her back was arched and she was bucking against my face. A steady moan came from her. I took her clit in my mouth and sucked on it. She grabbed my head and pushed my face hard into her steaming pussy. I could feel a wetness running down my chin onto my chest. I pulled away. She was breathing heavily.

"Why did you stop?"

"I had a choice, either get smothered or drown in your pussy juice"

We both laughed.

"Sorry, but I've never cum so quickly and so intensely."

Still kneeling on the floor, I stroked her pussy. She was a wet sticky mess! I told her. 

"I've never been this wet. I thought I was going to pee all over you!" she giggled.

I licked her wetness. She shivered. I took her clit in my mouth and sucked it greedily. She arched her back. Her ass rose off the chair. She balanced herself with one hand while she ground her pussy into my face. I eased a finger in her pussy. She was making a constant, low moaning sound. She sounded like an old car trying to start.

"uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh!"

I found her G-spot. I rubbed it while I took her clit in my teeth. I gently nibbled on her clit. She exploded! Her cum hit me in the face with all of the force of a fire hose. It was hard full stream, pushing me back. She collapsed in the chair. Her breath came in quick, raspy gasps. Her chest heaved as she tried to recover.

I was drenched in her pussy juices. My hair, face and shirt were covered. I wiped my face with my hand. I my nose was filled with her incredible aroma. My dick throbbed, aching. She was slowly recovering.

"What happened?" she cried

"You came!" I laughed.

"I have never, never cum like that! I thought I was going to die. I felt this pressure building inside me. It was almost like an overwhelming urge to pee, but different. Then my pussy started to spasm and I think I blacked out."

"You didn't black out. But you did let out the hardest fullest stream of female cum I've ever felt. I thought you were going to drown me."

In the dark, she reached out and touched my face and shirt.

"You are wet!"

"Yes, I am!"

"I did that?" she exclaimed.

"Yes, you did!"

She stammered, tried to apologize. I explained she had squirted. She had heard about it but assumed it was the stuff of legend.

I stripped off my wet shirt and headed inside.

"Where are you going?"

"To clean up and go to bed."

"But I didn't do you."

"Next time." I yawned.

The fatigue of my long day was catching up with me. Also I needed time to digest what had just happened. This was my sister, for god's sake! My sister had just sucked my dick. I had licked her to an earth shaking orgasm. We weren't kids anymore. We had crossed from childhood exploration to incest.

"Promise I can suck you later?" she said

"Promise" I said. 



My Sister, My Lover Ch. 01



Erica was beautiful. She was lean like an athlete, small breasts, compact, solid bubble butt, and a suntan that told of her hours in the sun, not the tanning bed. She was of average height. Her hair was chocolate brown, her eyes matching, and her smile was just a bit too big for slim face. In fact, I never realized it before but all of her features were so prominent that she was almost awkward looking but somehow breathtaking. I had always just felt that she was my little sister, cute, and happy and that was that. We'd had a couple of those curiosity moments as teens, exploring, but that was explainable in text book psychology, weird in practice but seemingly unavoidable. Close proximity, familiarity, trust, and puberty... understandable. 

It wasn't until her high school graduation that I had actually had the independent stirrings of lust for her that had shaken me to my core. I was a year older and at the end of my freshman year in college. I hadn't seen any of my family since Christmas, and my sister had metamorphosed in that short time. A spunky eighteen year old then and a woman as she walked down the auditorium aisle with the rest of her class. 

As a high school student I was all eyes as the girls walked by but at her graduation I saw only her. The cheerleaders were kids. The girls that I had thought were attractive just the year before no longer held my gaze. Erica marched and I saw a woman, a future leader, and a determined person. 

After the ceremony we had a small party at our house for her friends, and our family. Our home was large, kind of glamorous for our area but not so much that the neighbors hated us. Our father was a hero of the Afghan war and had made his living establishing a camping and outdoor equipment company that he planned to hand over to us (Erica and I) when we were through college. As a former Canadian Special Forces soldier he didn't get much recognition in the U.S. but the special ops community all knew his name and his deeds that had made him a hero. 

His company had done very well and was expanding. A lucrative television show, celebrity endorsements, and even a deal supplying special operations soldiers with specified gear. Our mother had been an actress in B-horror movies in the eighties. She had had the uncomfortable talk with Erica and I one time about how she had been in movies without her clothes on. This had more of a relaxing effect on our maturation than our mother had guessed and she was relieved after getting it off of her chest. We loved her and thought she was brave even if we were a bit "weirded" out by the thought of our mom being a sexual being. She had brought her own small fortune to our father's business and things exploded, our family was set for life. 

I was studying to take over the company but was more interested in literature, human sexuality, philosophy, and anything that wasn't business oriented. Of course I was... I was the rich kid on campus. Erica would be joining me at the same college a couple of hours away and would also be studying business. I couldn't help myself at the party as my sister was greeting and thanking everyone. 

"Jason, thank you so much for coming home for this." She said. I couldn't think for a moment. Her eyes were so penetrating and her skin was perfect. I mechanically responded and hugged her and it was electric. She released me slower than she had approached and her happy face changed to a distracted, almost upset visage. Our eyes met for a second then gone.

I drank my punch, had some shrimp cocktail and tried to find Chastity, my sister's best friend who was blond, smooth skinned and always a flirt. At least my red cheeks could be explained away in her presence. Chastity was happy to see me, taking notice of my physical changes since joining the college judo team. She twirled her fingers between mine and nuzzled me as we flirted. We had been on one date the year before but were happy with friendship, I think her constant flirting with everyone was too much for me. I'm not a jealous guy, but it still didn't sit well with me. I guess I wanted to be a girl's focus and not just her partial focal point. Besides, Erica would likely not have approved of her big brother dating her best friend. 

The party went on and most of the adults had left but Erica's friends stayed and spent the evening jumping into the pool, swimming and having fun. Pizza, soda, and teenagers had made me feel older. I was only nineteen but college it seemed had separated me from this "class". Our parents tasked me with keeping an eye out for anyone drinking, or doing drugs, or sneaking into the pool house/green house to make out. Erica's friends were all pretty straight and narrow so I didn't have a big job ahead of me.

Erica avoided my eyes for most of the evening and seemed a bit shy as she was at the pool in her bikini. I was trying not to look. Her triceps were toned like an athlete's, her thighs had lines dividing the powerful muscles of her legs, and her breasts poked upwards under the thin material of her bikini in the warm night air. She was slick with pool water and I wanted to hold her close and absorb the water from her and feel that electric charge surge through me again. 

I had been sexually active at college with a couple of girls but things hadn't gotten too deep between us. We had some dates, fun, and lots of sex. It seemed college was a place to figure things out and not get too attached. That had bothered me and pleased me. 

Chastity was near the green house that was attached to the pool house and the garage and she smiled at me. I smiled back and she turned and went into the dark tropical paradise. I waited a few seconds and glanced at my sister. She was splashing and playing with a couple of her friends, a slim but fit guy who had moved here from California while I was gone, and our neighbor Alexandria. 

I slipped into the shadows of the green house where my parents have hundreds of tropical fruit trees and plants and a huge hot tub in the middle. Chastity reached out and grabbed my hand and pulled me down under a banana palm. 

"Are you seeing anyone?"

"No." I said. I suddenly had a pulse in pants. 

"Neither am I. JR ditched me a week ago because he wants to join the Marines and I'm horny as hell. Will you at least make out with me?" I was quite surprised as she grabbed my hands and splayed our fingers together. She stood up on her toes and kissed me. I didn't need to be told twice. 

We kissed gently at first, exploring each other's lips then our tongues began to mingle. She was adorable, innocent looking but had always been the most flirty of Erica's friends, which made her seem a bit more adult before college. Now she just seemed needy, and so was I. I slipped my hand up under her bikini top and rubbed her small breasts. Her nipples stood erect and she kissed me harder and with desperate need. My kisses matched hers and we fought with our mouths, tongue and teeth. 

She reached into my shorts and gripped me like I had never been handled before. She seemed a lot more experienced than I had at first thought. My cock was clearly not the first, or even the second one that she had handled. We stripped our clothes off and she took the head of my cock into her mouth. Her saliva coated my hard on and she used her hand to spread it around me and down my length. She looked me straight in the eyes and I saw that she wasn't as adorable as I had first thought, but erotically beautiful. She looked like the type of girl who always played the school girl in pornos. Her pigtails swung as she rubbed her face all over my cock. She was sexually older than me, I could tell from that look. She was experienced. 

"I hope you're ready to fuck me tonight." She said. "I have been ravenous for too long." I understood but didn't think that girls got this way. My hard on was like a glowing ember and she took me to the back of her throat. She was a pro. The only thing I had going for me I feared was my just above average size and my ability to control my orgasms thanks to that second college girlfriend and her "Yoga tricks" that she shared with me. 

I pulled her off of my cock and kissed her deeply and she plunged her tongue into my mouth. My pre-come was smearing around our lips and this was exciting for both of us. I'd never kissed a girl after I came but pre-come just didn't bother me. She went back down, squeezed me from base to tip and applied my pre-cum like lipstick. I almost came just then at the sheer hotness of seeing her do this. 

She then licked her lips and trailed the slippery lube to my lips. There was thunder in my cock now, no heartbeat. Thunder. I pressed against her and she began to grind her pussy against me. I had to have my face buried in her crotch and soon. I had always wondered what she looked like down there as her bikini bottoms had always sported quite a bulge. She clearly had a good sized pussy and I was excited to finally see it. 

I sucked on her breasts and massaged them taking notice of her responses. I didn't want to disappoint her with my inexperience, so I listened to what she said, moaned, or breathed. She was slowly jerking me off with my own pre-cum. She fell back under the banana tree and put her knees up. 

"You have got to eat my pussy. Right now. "

I swallowed as my mouth started producing more saliva than it ever had before. In the dim light I could see the dark pink line of her inner lips dividing her outer lips. This is what had produced that plump camel toe that I had seen in the past. I slipped down between her legs and swiped my tongue from the bottom of her lips (where a huge amount of her wetness had pooled) up to her engorged clit. She shuddered and moaned and I explored her big, beautiful pussy. 

She tasted like mild honey with a salty hint at first touch. I was nuts for her instantly. I was a pussy hound for sure but this girl had a luxurious crotch like I had never known before. My two college experiences were quite different although the Yoga-girl had been quite educational and pleasurable. 

I sucked on her plump lips, and pulled on her big clit with my lips and tongue and she oozed creamy sweetness from her slit. She was panting and moaning and writhing with her hands in my hair. My face was a sloppy mess with her wetness, her lust. I was leaking all over her pedicured, perfect feet as they occasionally brushed my cock. I pushed my tongue into her pussy and her lips pressed against my face. I could get lost in her sweet folds. They were so smooth and full, truly a weight on her clit. She started to moan as if she was about to come and the door opened. We froze. 

"Are you sure that no one is in here?" We heard a male's voice ask. 

"I'm sure." My sister said. I had thought she saw me slinking towards the green house but maybe not. Chastity mashed my head into her vagina as if to keep me quiet. She lifted her feet up over my shoulders. If my sister had been closer and the lights on she would have seen my bare ass and balls up in the air with Chastity's cute feet pointing toes up on my back. It sounded like Erica and the guy were kissing. I felt a pang of jealousy. 

With Chastity's legs over my shoulders Chastity's ass was right where my face had been seconds before. I couldn't help but look in the dim light. Her puckered anus was actually beautiful, the same color as her lips, and had the same soft, full, plump quality as the rest of her perineum area had. All I could smell was her juices and they had saturated the smooth, ridges of her asshole. I actually wanted to lick her there. I had never had the opportunity to have any kind of anal sex before but I had assumed that there was some need for preparation and that it wasn't a spontaneous thing. 

Her hands pressed me downward to her ass and my nose trailed across her soft ridges. She smelled like lust, her pussy juices and a hint of the pool's chlorine. I licked gently, and explored her ridges as my sister made out with this new guy nearby. Chastity's asshole clinched and contracted against my tongue and I felt as if my whole sexual world had shifted. I was now an ass-o-holic, hooked with my first time.

My sister moved to the hot tub and turned it on. There was now sufficient noise for Chastity and I to resume, within reason, but she apparently had other plans as she slithered up beside me to get a view of Erica and Mr. California. He was toned and too beautiful, his lean form was almost feminine. He had no body hair. Erica sat him on the edge of the hot tub and began making out with him. 

Under the banana leaves Chastity and I watched as he fumbled her bikini top off. My sister's breasts perfect. As erotic and hot as things had been with Chastity, seeing her breasts had set me on fire. Her nipples pointed up, were half of the size of Chastity's gorgeous nipples and I could tell that her round breasts were dense. 

Chastity slithered under me. Her innocent charm working overtime as she wriggled her heart shaped ass under my pelvis. She slipped her head up next to mine as she positioned her asshole directly in front of my throbbing cock. 

"Push it into me. Don't worry. I took care of 'things' earlier."

Her slender fingers gripped me and rubbed my slippery, dripping head against her spongy asshole. I pushed slowly into her and she gasped. 

"Now watch this." She said. She made circular motions with her hips as I slid deeper into her anus. She squeezed me and sweat saturated my body. We kissed a close and lustful kiss as I fucked her ass in a slow, torturous motion. "Now watch your sister. She's about to break your heart."

I was confused. My cock was buried in Chastity's ass and she wanted me to watch my sister. Erica was undoing the tie of Mr. California's trunks and pulled out his long slender cock. She jerked him a little then went down on him. Her lips sealing around him as she took him deep into mouth and deeper. He tipped his head back in pleasure. 

"Erica and I have been playing around for years. She told me long ago that she is very attracted to you and wants to lose her virginity to you. I think she is in love with you."

My head was reeling. All I could think about was the maddening lust of my cock slowly fucking Chastity's ass and seeing my sister deep throat this guy and now this confusing news. I was a wreck. What the fuck was going on? I picked up my pace as my cock probed deep in her and I could feel the largest orgasm I have ever experienced building. 

"She was the first person to ever lick my asshole you know."

"Who?" I said. My brain was useless. I pumped and pumped holding my orgasm back. 

"Erica. She loves it. She pretends I'm you sometimes when I do it to her. She likes it all sweet and loving when we do that. You need to stop her from going further with this beach bum. But first you need to cum inside of me."

I exploded and as I pulled my cock back out of her depths her ass seemed to suck me pulling my cum out of me and I spurted and spurted what felt like rope after rope of boiling cum. She shuddered and pressed her face against the roots of the banana tree as she arched her back and rammed her hips against me. I kept pumping and cumming and I thought I would lose my mind.

I felt drugged. My balls ached, my cock felt too large to come out of her ass but she squeezed me and it was too much sensation, I had to pull out fast as she forced me out. I nearly cried as I fell over behind her. Chastity laughed out loud and our cover was blown. 

"Whoa! We didn't see you in there, sorry! OhmiGod! It's your brother." Said Mr. California. It sounded rehearsed. Erica stood up and saw us. Chastity stood up and stepped down out of the banana planters. I was dazed as I tried to pull my shorts on. 

"Were you guys watching us?" Mr. California said. 

"No, dumb ass. We were fucking and you crashed our party!" Chastity said. She didn't bother putting her top on. My sister stepped back away from him and looked at Chastity. 

"Hey, don't get pissed at me ho. We didn't know you were in here." Mr. California said with a smile as he walked towards Chastity and I thought I may have to defend her but they embraced and started kissing. I was stunned. What the hell was happening to my world. An hour ago I was just a normal, horny nineteen year old guy and now I was in an x-rated version of the Twilight Zone. 

My sister came to me and took my hand; she looked deep into my eyes and seemed worried. She pulled me away from Chastity and her new friend and sat me down under the orange trees. I was vaguely aware of where her hands and lips had been a minute before. 

"We didn't know how to do this and we thought that getting you super worked up might be the best way." Erica looked scared and my heart hammered in my chest. She was sitting there with her pointed breasts jutting towards me. I leaned in and kissed her gently. She met me and sighed, tension leaving her a bit. 

"I don't know what's going on Erica. Can you help me out here?" I said.

"That's Chastity's half brother. He moved here from Cali this year and we've all been fooling around together." 

I looked over at Chastity and her brother. I should have guessed it since they were both natural blondes and had similar flawless skin. I was suddenly aware that the feelings that I had been feeling were already out in the open for my sister. She held my hand and leaned against me.

"I have had a crush on you for years. I never wanted to admit it because I thought it was weird and that you would be horrified and tell me I was gross or messed up. Chastity told me that she sometimes made out with her half brother and that I shouldn't be so afraid of what would happen if I told you. That was a year ago. The three of us have been fooling around since David got here, well Chastity and I have been fooling around forever but..."

"Wait a minute Erica. I have always loved you. As a sister. Today though, something was different. I saw you as a woman, independent of our family, not connected to me, just you. It was electric and I don't know how I feel but I think we should explore this. I have never felt such a pull to anyone and I can't just ignore that." I said. 

Erica squeezed my hand tighter and rested her head against my chest. 

"Did Chaz tell you that I'm a virgin?" 

"She did. Kind of. Things are a mess in my head right now."

"Let's go play around with them and maybe this will break the ice and we can talk some more later." Erica said.

David was lying back on the side of the hot tub and Chastity was on top of him grinding her hips against him as they fucked. My sister stood behind them and gently rubbed Chastity's smooth skinned ass. I could see the shine of my cum between her cheeks and felt a pang of guilt as Erica slipped her fingers into Chastity's ass. My erection sprang to life. 

"I think she's ready for you again." She said. "I want to watch you do her. We've pretended to be you a few times just to kind of explore my feelings for you and it was hot. She's always wanted you to do her in the ass while David is inside her pussy." 

I was blushing again despite the situation. I was hard again and my sister slipped her fingers out of Chastity's pink, puckered ass and pulled my shorts down. She gripped my cock and pulled me to her friend and her friends brother. 

"You can make some noise this time, big boy." Chastity said. I smiled as I pressed my head against her ass. I slid in easily, feeling the ring of muscle tightening and then loosening. My cum was still in there making it more slippery, and I began to pump away once she adjusted to me. My sister watched closely as David and I pumped half in rhythm and half in chaos into and out of her best friend. I was watching her, her fingers as they rubbed her mound beneath her bikini bottoms and her eyes as they darted from one slippery sight to the next. 




My Sister, My Lover Ch. 01



David was pumping full into his sisters pussy as he started to groan, and thrashed under her as she bucked on top of him. She had some kind of mystic, anal grip on my cock as they both thrashed this orgasmic dance out and I was cumming in the throes of it all. My sister squinted her eyes hard and grit her teeth as she watched. 

Chastity collapsed on David and I followed as my cock was far too sensitive to take from Chastity's hot canal. I was taller than her and my head rested next to hers as she kissed her half brother on the opposite side. Erica looked frustrated and tired. I was spent and didn't want to think about any of this night any longer without resting my over stimulated brain. 

We all parted with a bit of embarrassment as cum ran from the front and back of Chastity's sweetest places while David's and my cocks collided in their half-hard stupor, slippery, and hot. There was another unexpected spark, not as powerful as the spark with his sister (nothing had ever been that powerful) but still a spark. It made me feel free inside as inhibitions slid off of me. 

Erica kissed me as I stood getting dressed and she and Chastity headed for the pool house to shower. David stood and reached out his hand. He had a smirk on his face, but it was good natured, almost sheepish. We shook hands and properly introduced ourselves. 

"This is all kind of weird for me. I just don't know what to say right now." I said.

"Yeah, I get it man. Chas and I have been into this for a while and your sis was just an innocent bystander at first. Chas told me that she really wanted you and we just kind of released her guilt about it all. Chas picked your brain a few times your senior year and found out that you were really attracted to girls that looked like your sister." 

I had to think about that for a minute and realized that both of the girls that I had been with on campus were not too far from looking like my sister. Similar in size, shape, hair color, and oh my God... It hit me then, memories of Erica and I kissing drunkenly under the mistletoe at Christmas. No one was in the kitchen as we were getting more chardonnay and egg-nog. Our hands full, nearly drunk, and under the mistletoe we found ourselves teasing each other. I had the start of an intense boner as we tickled and played around in the kitchen. It was intense, romantic and so right. I must have buried it because of guilt. 

More memories came flooding back as I walked to the showers. David was speaking to me but in my haze I didn't really hear him. There had been many times in our lives when there was that hint of romance between Erica and I. It wasn't just the kiss last Christmas but there were years of close warmth, friendship, and a desire to make the other happy. How many times had we watched horror movies intertwined with each other under blankets? How many times had we swam together in the pool, at the lake, with our eyes wandering, wondering, and seeking a tender glance back? It almost hurt to realize how much I had repressed. 

She hadn't repressed it. I could hear the girls in the pool house shower and waited before entering. Did I want to see my sister right now? Should I wait? 

"It's alright man. Just go in there. She loves you." David said.

I turned the knob and walked through the door into a new dimension of my life.



My Sister, My Lover Ch. 02



I woke the next morning to the smell of coffee and frying bacon. I struggled out of the bed. The slight headache attested to the fact that I had drunk too much last night. I lay in bed nude, thinking about what had happened. I had licked my sister to orgasm. She had cum so hard she totally drenched my face and clothes.

Incest! The word brought up the ultimate sexual taboo. Society would damn us both if it became known. Well, I thought, we hadn't actually fucked. She had sucked my dick and I had licked her. Ruefully I thought maybe society would just be a little pissed with us!

I rolled out of the bed and padded to the shower. I shaved while taking a shower. The hot shower did a lot to clear my hangover. I stepped out and began toweling off. Again my sister breezed into the room while I was naked.

"Pervert! "This is getting to be a habit!"

She sauntered over and tried to grab my dick. I skittered back, covering myself with the towel.

"I know you aren't getting bashful now! Not after what we did last night!" 

"You sinner! You will burn in hell for letting your brother get you off!" I laughed.

"Hell, if I came there like I did here last night, I would douse the fires of hell!

We both laughed uproariously.

I dropped the towel. Helen watched. I grabbed some shorts and a shirt. She watched quietly as I got dressed.

"Remember your promise." She said.

I must have looked a little confused.

"You said I could do you!"

"Look! Too much alcohol caused us to step over a societal line. We can't have any repeats of that!" I sputtered.

"So you are breaking your promise?" she said with a wicked smile.

"Breakfast! Breakfast and we need to talk!"

I walked behind her as we went to the porch for breakfast. I watched her large hips roll as she sauntered seductively. Under her apron she wore white hot pants and a matching white halter top. She was barefoot. I had noticed that her toes and fingernails were painted the same pearlescent pink. Her shoulder length hair was done up in a ponytail. She was a very sexy woman. She knew it and was putting on a show for her older brother. Over breakfast she explained that she had bought the land where we were raised. It was about a mile through the adjacent woods. She suggested we pack a lunch and have a picnic there. I agreed readily. We had led a hard scrabble life on that farm. But time had dulled the edges. The memory of the bad times faded and the memories of the good times surfaced.

I broached the subject of our sexual escapade last night. She waved me off.

"Look!" She said curtly. "I see you are having second thoughts. Let's just forget about it."

"I am not having second thoughts." 

"Oh so you enjoyed it!" she interrupted, smiling.

"Look, you hussy! You know what I am saying!"

"Ok, ok!" she said, holding her hands up with the palms facing me.

She cleared the table while I went to the living room. Al had 60" plasma in his media room. The room was wired for surround sound. I caught up on some sport scores while my sister cleaned the house and prepared our picnic lunch. 

About 11:00 she announced it was time for us to walk over to the farm. The family reunion was in two days and she had a lot to do. We chattered about the reunion as we walked through the woods. We shared stories about various relatives. Suddenly we stepped out of the woods into a small meadow. A shallow creek chattered as it bisected the meadow. Both sides of the creek were shaded by large trees. The chirping of crickets filled the air. It was our old swimming hole!

"Wow this place definitely brings back fond memories!" I said.

Helen grinned wickedly.

"Yes it does!"

We spread a blanket on the ground. We chatted aimlessly as we ate our picnic lunch. A breeze sighed softly through the trees. The heat had let up a little making for an idyllic setting. We killed a six pack as we ate. After lunch we lay on the blanket. Helen's head was in my lap. Suddenly she bolted to her feet.

"Let's go for a swim!" She said excitedly.

"Swim?" I exclaimed.

"We don't have any suits!"

Her answer was to strip off her short and halter top. Before I could protest she sprinted into the water, butt ass naked!

"Come on in, chicken shit! The water is fine!"

"But....but!" I stuttered.

"Are you scared?" she taunted.

Reluctantly I stripped to the buff. Tentatively, I stepped into the water. It was tepid, not cold like I expected. The bottom was covered in small rocks, not broken glass like the city slicker in me feared. I walked slowly toward my sister. The water level stopped just below her breasts. They floated invitingly just at the waterline. I felt my dick hardening. Suddenly she disappeared under the water. 

I felt a tug on my dick. Her body moved past my legs. I reached into the water to grab her. My legs were pulled from under me. The water closed over my head. Sputtering, I tried to stand up. Again I felt the tug on my dick. I grabbed a leg and pulled. Her large ass popped to the surface. Still holding her leg, I slapped her hard on her ass.

I let go of her leg and she bobbed to the top, sputtering and coughing from swallowed water. I took the opportunity to tweak a large nipple. She howled in protest. Realizing that discretion was the better part of valor, I first waded then sprinted out of the creek.

She followed me but I got out of the water and to the blanket before she could retaliate. She tackled me from behind. She sat straddle my back and pretended to pound the back of my head. I was bigger and stronger. I rolled her to her back. I pinned her arms above her head. I then twined my legs around hers and pinned her legs with mine. She was helpless. Inadvertently, this put the head of my semi hard dick right at the entrance to her pussy. She struggled briefly. Then she looked me in the eye.

"Well?" she said.

I inched forward and let the head of my hardening dick brush against her labia. She thrust upward and the head pierced her labia, barely separating them. I released her. Disappointment spread across her face. I slid down, kissing and gently sucking each nipple in turn. I trailed my tongue down her belly.

"Fuck me, big brother, fuck me!" She pleaded. 

I pinned her arms to her side. I trailed my tongue over her navel, probing deep into it.

"Oh my fucking god! Please let me feel you in me!" She moaned, as she thrashed under my hands restraining her arms.

I grabbed her wrists in both my hands. I held them tightly while my tongue found its way to her dripping wet pussy. I released her legs as my tongue lingered at the entrance to her pussy, probing that mysterious love tunnel. She tried to thrust up, to force my tongue into her hairy pussy. "Uuuugghhh you bastard! Stop teasing me! Please big brother!" 

Quickly I moved up to straddle her chest. I forced my dick between her tits. As I stroked through her tits, the tip of my dick touching her mouth. The friction of her large tits on my steel hard dick was incredible! She gagged when I stroked deep. But when I would stop, she'd urge me on.

I turned to the 69 position, each of us on our sides. Hungrily she inhaled my dick. I buried my face into her wet hairy pussy. It was matted with her juices, sticky, sweet, musty and intoxicating! I slipped in a finger in her ass. At first she bucked under me. She reached down to make me stop. I slapped it away and sucked lightly on her clit. Her juices were flowing freely. Her pussy kept up an almost constant flow as she bucked and squealed under me.

I felt her finger invade my ass. I clenched trying to stop her. She forced it in, finding my prostrate. Under the hot mid-day sun, with crickets chirping and the trees rustling with the early afternoon breeze, she massaged my prostrate while I sucked greedily on her engorged clit. My finger worked deep and hard into her ass. I felt the itch deep in my ass! I was cumming. I felt her pussy pulse as she started to cum. I opened my mouth and placed it directly over her urethra. I wanted to drink all of her.

We came together. I deep in her throat gagging her. She squirted into my mouth, a steady stream that I could not hold and swallow quickly enough. I held what I could while I bucked and forced my dick down her throat. Her ass lifted off the blanket as what was left of her cum covered my face.

Quickly I turned around. She looked confused. My cheeks were puffed out like a chipmunk, my mouth full of her cum. Her eyes widened as she realize what I was going to do. She rose up to meet me. I kissed her and we shared her cum. wantonly, she accepted it. Then she force her tongue into my, as though being sure she got it all.

We collapsed on the blanket. We were both breathing heavily. She set up on one elbow, her large chest heaving.

"That was fucking amazing!" she said.

"Yes it was!" I breathed raggedly as I rose up and kissed her lightly.

"But we have to go! Al will be home soon and I need to prepare for the family reunion!"

We rinsed off in the warm water of the creek. We walked back to the house hand in hand. Not much was said.



My Sister, My Lover Ch. 03



The next two days were a blur. My sister was a model of organization and efficiency. One hundred plus relatives moved through the first night's dinner without a hitch.

Helen was basking in the glory of a well-run event. She and Al, her husband, were the perfect hosts. They moved from table to table greeting and thanking the guests for attending. I noticed they both always had a drink in their hands.

The dinner was an informal affair. Most of the men wore slacks and dress shirts. A few had sport coats on. Helen wore a muted floral print full skirt with a matching off the shoulder peasant type blouse. Earlier, when the three of us were dressing, she had confided that was not going to wear panties. She thought that would be a particularly wicked thing to do.

"Perhaps we can find a quiet corner. I could pull my skirt up and you can fuck me doggy style."

We both had a good laugh at thought of her at the reunion with my cum in her pussy. But I was just a little concerned. Her blatant sexuality raised fears in me of us getting caught. During the two days of preparation for the event, she had gotten in the habit of walking around the house in various stages of undress.

Once she had walked out of her bedroom with just a towel wrapped around her. She went into the kitchen for something and bent over. From my vantage point at the bar her hairy pussy was on display. Al was behind the bar facing me and could not see her. As she walked back to the bedroom, she opened the towel and flashed me. At one time, I got a hard on and broke into a light sweat of fear. All her husband had to do was turn around and he would see his wife, my sister, flashing her brother.

Another time she was parading around the house in semi sheer pale pink matching panty and bra set. Her black bush was clearly visible through the panties. Her large dark areolas were on display through the sheer bra. Al had protested. He pointed out that even though I was her brother, she should maintain some decorum. She sternly chastised him, saying that I had seen her totally nude when we were kids. He began a protest. She stopped him with a withering glance. His hands flapped uselessly. It was obvious who was in charge here.

Lastly her popping into my room unannounced was a given. I was concerned about Al's view of this. She minimized the importance of what Al thought.

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The air was heavy in the banquet hall. The A/C was straining to handle the hot humid air of a gulf coast night. Some people had moved to the patio to dance. The breeze coming off the bay was cool and refreshing. I wandered out to the adjacent boat dock to get some air. The dock was at the end of a long pier. It had a boat house where boats could be winched out of the water.

From my vantage point, I could watch the people on the patio in front of me and hear the soft lapping of the bay against the dock. I was partially shielded by the boat house. It was a cool semi secluded spot.

From my right I heard high heels clicking on the flagstone path. Someone was coming from the front of the banquet hall. I recognized Helen as she emerged from the acacias that lined the path. Without preamble she walked over to me, threw hard arms around my neck and forced her tongue deep in my mouth.

I was caught totally off guard. I tried to push her away. This only encouraged her to hold on tighter and thrust her pelvis into mine. She began a slow grind. Breathless, I finally pushed her away.

"You horny bitch. Have you lost your mind?"

"Scaredy cat! No one can see us from here. Besides, I have been getting hornier and hornier watching you dancing with all those hussies."

I laughed. One of our cousins had gotten a little overly enthusiastic while dancing with me. She had ground her pussy against me; her husband had made her sit down.

Helen grabbed my dick and began pulling on it. Despite myself, I got semi hard. I leaned down and kissed her lightly. I pulled her to me, using two hands to cup her full ass. The kiss became more passionate. She managed to unzip my pants. My dick sprang out of my pants. I felt the heat of her hands stroking it.

I pulled her skirt up and cupped her bare ass. Her head was on my shoulder. We were both moaning. Forgotten were the relatives drinking and dancing less than 100 yards away. Forgotten was her husband.

I turned us around so that her back was against the wall of the boat house. I moved one hand to her pussy. She was soaked. Her thighs were wet with the juices from her pussy. I fingered her pussy while she slowly stroked my dick. In the distance the sounds of the music and the voices drifted across the water.

"Fuck me, baby. Please fuck me." she moaned.

I turned her around. She bent and put her hands against the wall. I undid my belt and let my pants drop to the wooden dock. I raised her skirt above her waist. I pushed it forward so it draped over her shoulders. I slowly entered her. The heat and wetness of her pussy was unbelievable.

"OH.....FUCK...." she cried.

"Come on, sis. Back that big ass up!" I growled.

"Pound me, gawd dammit. Pound my pussy. Make me feel it."

"You good pussy motherfucker. Give it to me. Give me all this fat pussy!"

I slapped her ass hard with my open hand. She growled and thrust back. I slapped the other side of her ass hard. She moaned and began a steady, hard push back against me. Her pussy gripped my dick like a vice. Spasmodically it tightened and relaxed, stroking my dick as I plunged in and out of her. Suddenly her pussy tightened more and more, holding my cock in her pussy.

"Fuck...I'm.....I'm....I'm cumming." she screamed, thrusting back hard against my pelvis. "Seed me, big brother. Pump your seed deep in your sister's pussy."

I pumped hard into her...once...twice.....three times. She was pushed forward, her head almost hitting the wall.

"Oh my fucking god. I'm cumming too, baby. Oh shit....shit!"

I felt myself spurting into her pussy. With each spurt I thrust in hard. I felt wetness on my pelvis as she squirted. I collapsed on top of her breathing heavily. We were bathed in sweat and gasping for breath.

I was still semi hard. The warm wetness that was my sister's cum filled pussy felt fantastic. I felt her ass move in small circles. I matched her movement, adding a little push forward.

"I want more." she whispered hoarsely. "Give me more, baby."

I smacked her ass affectionately.

"You little slut. Are you always this insatiable?"

"Ouch. I have never felt so wanton, so slutty and so needy. It is you, baby, and that amazing cock!"

In the distance the dance music was playing. We could hear the voices of the guests wafting across the water. One voice began to stand out from the others.

"Helen. Helen, where are you?" Al called.

"Oh fuck." We said in unison.

"Helen...... Helen...." Al called urgently.

I stumbled back, stooping to grab my boxers and pants. I looked in the distance. I saw Al entering the path that led to the boat dock. Helen stood, pushing her dress down.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." she cried, glancing around wildly.

In a tribute to her skill to think on her feet she hissed instructions at me:

"Get your pants on. Then wait for him and hold him here as long as you can. I need to at least comb my hair."

"But...but....but!" I sputtered like an old outboard motor.

Helen turned and sprinted down the path through the acacias. She disappeared quickly in the darkness. I could hear the click, click of her heels retreating down the path.

I finished pulling my clothes up. I stuffed my shirt tail into my pants and straightened up as best I could. My cotton shirt clung to body. My stomach and pelvis were soaked with my sister's cum. My shirt acted as blotter, soaking it up. My briefs were sticky with cum still dripping from my dick and with the juices from Helen's pussy.

Al appeared at the end of the dock. I called to him.

"Over here, Al." I croaked.

I cleared my throat.

"Over here." I called.

"Oh hey." he said. "I couldn't see you in the darkness. Have you seen Helen? I can't find her."

I thought quickly.

"Yes I did. She was up toward the front of the banquet hall." I lied.

"Ah great." He turned to go down the flagstone path.

"Hey Al, What is the schedule for the picnic?"

Al turned and came back to me. All I could think was: delay.

"It's probably best to ask Helen. But as far as I know it starts around noon."

"Ok I may want to borrow one of your cars and do some sightseeing." I offered.

DELAY!

"That will be absolutely no problem with that at all. But there is not much to see in this little burg."

We shared a knowing laugh. The whole town was about 50,000 people.

DELAY! I must delay him long enough for Helen to make herself presentable.

Al turned and started down the flagstone path. I opened my mouth to try and delay him one more time. What could I say??

I looked toward the patio and saw Helen exit from the banquet room to the patio dance floor. Surreptitiously, she glanced into the darkness where I stood.

"Al... Al, there she is."

Al ambled back down the path. He looked where my extended arm was pointing. There was Helen, moving gracefully from person to person, the perfect host. A word here, a touch there, a shared laugh, she was the perfect host entertaining her guests. I smiled to myself. Not 10 minutes earlier, that perfect host, that member of the social elite in this small town, that married woman was an incestuous slut with her brother's cock buried deep in her pussy.

Al and I walked up the dock toward the patio. Helen saw us when we were about 100 feet away. She waved gaily and met us at the end of the patio.

"Where have you two been?" she cried. "Al, where the hell have you been? I can't do this by myself."

Al got a hangdog look on his face. He repeated a gesture I had seen so many times in the past few days. His hands were extended, palms up. They flopped loosely. I smiled inwardly at this excellent role reversal.

"Wait baby." he implored. "I have a little surprise for you"

He moved quickly through the crowd to the bandstand. He signaled for the band to stop playing. Al grabbed a mike.

"Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please. First let me thank you all for attending. I'm Al, Helen's husband."

There was a smattering of polite applauses.

"Helen, come on up, baby."

I watched the gentle roll of her hips as she moved to the bandstand. My dick hardens slightly. She took her place next to her husband. There followed a series of announcements and acknowledgements. The matriarch of the family was pointed out. She was applauded enthusiastically. Then Al instructed the band to play Helen's favorite song, "If This World Were Mine".

Helen and Al glided around the floor. Her head was on his shoulder. His arms encircled her affectionately. Then an uncle tapped him on the shoulder. There was a good natured laugh as the uncle awkwardly guided her around the floor. After a few turns around the floor, a cousin replaced him.

When they came by me, I tapped the cousin on the shoulder. He gave me a mock bow. I wrapped an arm around Helen and we moved around the floor. She laid her head on my shoulder.

"Your cum is oozing out of my pussy and running down my leg." she whispered. "Isn't that wicked? We just fucked, my pussy still has your cum in it and we are dancing in front of family who have no idea."

"I want more." I murmured. "I want to feel your legs wrapped around me. Sis, I want to bury my dick deep in that amazing pussy."

Her breathing quickened. She pressed her pelvis into my now hard dick. I could feel the heat of her body. I thought I could catch the faintest aroma of our illicit sex act. I felt the tap on my shoulder. I surrender her to the next relative.

*********

The last guest had left. Helen and I were seated in the front seat of Al's pickup. I was driving. Al was in the rear seat. Al and Helen had drunk a lot more than was normal for them. For the first few minutes, there was excited chatter about the dinner. It had been a total success. The food, music and ambiance had come off just as Helen had planned. But the alcohol took its toll.

Al dozed off, his head leaning against the window in the rear. Helen's head slumped to my shoulder, her right hand resting on my thigh. I squeezed her hand gently and put it in her lap. If Al woke up, it might be difficult to explain why his wife had her head on her big brother's shoulder and was stroking his thigh.

She slumped over to the window. In a few minutes she was snoring softly. I glanced down and noticed that her dress had ridden up. All of her left leg up to the curve of her luscious ass was on display. I glanced in the rear view mirror. Al was dead to the world, snoring loudly.

I stroked Helen's thigh. She purred a little and shifted more to her right side. I raised her dress more. I moved my hand slowly over her magnificent ass. I looked in the rear view mirror. Al's mouth was open. He continued to shore loudly. In the front seat his wife snored quietly.

I ran my finger down the cleavage between her hips. I trailed my fingers over her pussy. It was slightly moist. I raised my fingers to my nose and inhaled her fragrance, the musky sweetness. I put my fingers at her anus and pressed gently. She moaned and shifted her weight. My fingers were briefly trapped between her large thighs. I pressed a finger gently again on her anus. She moaned again and shifted her legs. The barest tip of my finger entered her ass. She clamped her anus down hard. Reluctantly, I put both hands on the wheel. I was drunker than I thought!

I turned into the drive leading to their house. I shook sis' bare ass. Sleepily she sat up. She looked at her house approaching in the distance. She turned to wake up Al.

"Pull your skirt down." I warned her.

She smiled at me sleepily. She straightened her dress. Then she shook Al awake. Somehow, I managed to get them both out of the truck and into the house. Al was making a bee line to the bedroom. She stopped him.

"Let me fix a drink for the two favorite men in my life."

My butt grabbed my shorts. Al may be pussy whipped but he wasn't stupid. Comments like that could raise his suspicions. She fixed me and her JD and Coke. AL was a single malt scotch guy. She handed us our drinks.

"Here is to the two most important men in my life." She toasted us

My heart sank.

"To my loving husband of 5 years, I love you baby. To my big brother, who has always been there for me. I love you too, baby."

I cut my eye at Al. He had a big shit eating grin on his face. He tapped her glass, and then mine and we all took a big sip. Al drained his scotch.

"I'm off to bed." he slurred.

"Don't you dare go to sleep." she said.

He looked embarrassed and wobbled into the bedroom. We finished our drinks. She was behind the bar and I was sitting on a stool. She raised her skirt. I jumped to my feet. I spun around to see where her husband was. She let it fall. She had a wicked grin on her face.

"Good night." she said.

She walked unsteadily in to the bedroom.

I walked behind the bar and fixed another drink. The bedroom door was ajar. As I sipped my drink, I'd catch glimpses of them undressing. This was no accident. I moved to the end of the bar farthest from the bedroom door. I had a clear view of their bed in the mirrored closet door.

Al sat on the end of the bed. I had a clear view as she knelt in front of him. She pulled on his cock a couple of times. He was huge. Coke can size and about 5" hard. She licked the head of his cock. He groaned and lay back on the bed. She could barely get her mouth around the head of his cock. Her head bobbed up and down. His hips were lifting off the bed. She stopped.

"Move up in the bed." she said.

My cock was hard enough to hammer nails. While he scooted up in the bed she walked to the bedroom door and opened it a little more.

"Isn't he at the bar?" Al asked.

She stuck her head out of the door. She went through the motions of looking up and down the hall. She puckered her lips in a silent kiss and winked at me.

"No, he went to bed and I need some air." she said.

She left the door partially open.

I could now see her head in the mirror. I had a clear view of her as she straddled him and backed that magnificent pussy over his face. I watched his face disappear between her thighs. I heard that familiar sharp intake of breath. I positioned myself so she could see me. I pulled out my cock. I stroked slowly. She stared at my cock. She licked her lips.

Then she began sucking his cock. All of the time she was looking at me stroking. She took one hand and beckoned for me to come closer. I took my drink and tiptoed to the door. I lay against the wall adjacent to the partially open door. I eased forward until my head was in the opening. She could see me, but he couldn't. All he could see was her ass. I could hear him licking hungrily at her pussy.

She sucked greedily while I watched, her eyes locked with mine. She ground her pussy into his face. I could hear a muffled protest from him. I offered her my cock through the partially open door. She rolled her eyes and bobbed her head faster and faster.

I had been in the same position. My face buried in that sweet pussy, unable to breath. Then suddenly, he groaned and came. Because his cock was so big, his cum was running out of the sides of her mouth. It dripped down her chin and onto the sheet. Greedily, she licked his cock, getting as much as she could. All the time her eyes held mine. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She rose to her knees still straddling him and licked her fingers. She rolled off of him, blew me a kiss and moved to the top of the bed.

I tiptoed to my room. Revelation: He was huge compared to me. And he was a 60 second man. More like 3 or 4 minutes but it was wham bam, thank you ma'am. I could hear them talking from my room. Then there was silence. I lay in bed. My cock was like a tent pole pointing to the sky. I got a towel from the bathroom. I masturbated to the image of my sister 69ing with her husband. Just as I started to cum, I saw my dick enter her tight ass. I moaned loudly and filled the towel with my seed.

I smiled. He could stretch her mouth and her pussy. I was no competition on size. But I could bring her to screaming orgasms. Life was good.

I woke to the sounds of trucks roaring. I could hear Al shouting instructions. I winced as I rolled out of the bed. I had the making of a slight hangover. It was probably more dehydration than anything else but it still hurt. In my shorts, I padded barefoot to the bathroom and took a leak. I decided I needed coffee more than a shower.

I stepped out of the bathroom and Helen was standing there with two cups of coffee. I smiled and took the one she offered me. She was wearing a mid-thigh wrap around. It was held together by a ribbon around her waist. It hid very little.

"Good morning, big brother."

'Morning, Helen."

I took a deep sip of the coffee. I felt it warm my insides.

"How does that old joke go?" Helen said. "Do you have something in your pants or are you just happy to see me?"

She gestured at my morning wood, straining to pop out of my boxers.

"Both!" I laughed. "What the hell is all that noise?"

"Al has one of his construction crews setting up the tables and canopies for the picnic."

"Ahh ok!"

"Do you need some help with that?" She purred, pointing at the tent in my shorts.

"Stop it, you little slut!" I laughed. "You know a hard dick has no conscious!"

"They could say the same thing about a wet pussy."

We both laughed uproariously. I stepped out of my shorts and headed for the shower.

"Now get out of here before Al catches us in flagrante delicto!"




My Sister, My Lover Ch. 03



"I don't give a fuck how he catches us! As long as I can have this, I can live with it." She said as she grabbed my dick and stroked it.

I grabbed her by her shoulders, turned her toward the door and smacked her on her big ass.

"Out, you vixen."

"OUCH!" She squealed as she rubbed her ass and left my room.

The guests began arriving around noon. Al and Helen had hired a Zydeco band for entertainment. The guest filed in to the sounds of real south Louisiana music. They were greeted by their hosts. Al wore bib overalls, plaid shirt and a big straw hat. Helen was dressed similarly. Her bibs were cut off an inch or two below her pussy. She wore a tee shirt that was about two sizes too small. She called it her Daisy Mae look. Al called it disgraceful. What Al didn't know was she wore matching red boy shorts under the bibs.

Helen said she wanted me to fuck her while she was wearing nothing but the red boy shorts. Our quickie the night before on the dock had opened a floodgate of sensuality for both of us. We were like teenagers who sampled sex for the first time. We wanted more and we wanted it often.

The picnic progressed like most things of this nature will. There was one notable exception. The matriarch of the family was there. She was in her mid-80's and still vital. She had a fondness for 100 proof Old Grandad, Shiltz beer and Garrett snuff.

At one point it was just me, Helen and great aunt Sadie sittingn chairs under a shade tree. At the time I figured it was the luck of the draw. Later I would realize that Aunt Sadie had contrived to get the three of us alone. Without preamble she launched into her warning to us.

"You two need to be more careful." She opined. "You are behaving like love sick puppies!"

Almost in unison we feigned ignorance.

"Cut the bullshit!" Y'all have been or soon will be fucking. Ya been walking 'round here making goo goo eyes at each other all god dam day."

Helen tried to protest.

"Just shut the fuck up and pour me some more of that bourbon."

Dutifully, I poured her a respectable shot into her water glass. I had a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. We thought we were being discreet. On second thought, we hadn't been discreet. We had been blatant and obvious. Anybody with half a brain could have seen what was going on.

"I don't need no confessions. I don't want to hear no lies about we ain't gona do it no mo'. I just want to remind you that you both grown. I want you to remember that other people are involved. I want you to keep in mind that this ain't just fucking. This ain't just cheating. It's incest! If ya found out, it will destroy you both. Do you understand what I'm saying to you?"

We both nodded, chastened and scared.

"Give me some more of that shit!" she said, gesturing with her glass toward the Old Grandad bottle. "Now go have fun. But not too much fun." She said with a wicked leer.

********

All of the guests were gone. Helen, Al and I sat at one of the picnic tables in the gathering darkness. Al had a tumbler of his single malt. Helen was nursing a tall JD and coke. I had a beer. We were chatting about the day. We shared a few laughs about some of the antics of our relatives.

"That was a pretty intense conversation you two had with Great Aunt Sadie." Al said. He laughed. "You two looked like you were being taken to the wood shed!"

If not for the darkness, the shock on my face would have told Al something was going on.

"We were." Helen lied. "She was chastising us for not spending more time together. She said it was not fit that a brother and sister should only see each other at family functions."

"She was right. You guys are very close and should spend more time together." He said.

In the darkness, I could see him turn to Helen. "Just be sure to come home." He said cryptically.

He rose slowly.

"Well bed time for me! I'll see you guys in the morning."

Al was outlined against the lights as he walked toward the house.

"He knows."

"He suspects." Helen corrected me.

"What do we do?" I said tiredly.

Helen stood. In the darkness I could see her remove her bib overalls. Even though I could only see her outline, I knew she was standing in front of me in only the red tee shirt and red boy shorts. Despite myself I was hard. She walked around and knelt in front of me. She unzipped my pants and gently pulled on my dick. It sprang to attention. She lightly kissed the head of my dick.

"Are you sure about this?"

She stood and straddled me. I felt more than saw her pull her boy shorts to the side. She slid down easily on my dick. I entered her. She gasped and wrapped her arms around my neck. Her pussy was a perfect fit for my dick. She wrapped her legs around my waist. We began slow, savoring the feel of our joined bodies. I could hear the squishy sound of her wet pussy.

"I am not sure what will happen after tonight. But I know we need to fuck tonight. We need to fuck like it is our last night on earth!"

"Then you cheating bitch, fuck me like you mean it!"

"Deeper, baby, I want to feel you hitting my cervix. I want to be sore so every time I move I will know you were in me!"

"Whose pussy is this?" I asked as I thrust hard and deep into my sister.

"It's you pussy, big brother, it's all yours! Oh fuck, that feels good!"

"Aww shit! I love fucking you. I love how your pussy feels."

Our rhythm was hard and urgent. The night air was filled with the wet sounds of hard dick in wet pussy. Our groans and moans fill the air. We were animals in heat, growling, snarling as our urgent need urged us on.

"OHHh fuck....ohhhh fuck....fuck I'm cumming. Cum with me big brother, cum with your sister."

"Give it to me!" I screamed, thrusting harder and faster into her. Deep in my balls I felt it coming. "Give me your cum!"

We both screamed as we came together .Our fluids mixed in her love canal. We thrust hard against each other. She collapsed on my shoulder. We were bathed in sweat. Our chests heaved together.

"Al could have heard us."

"I don't care."

"We'll burn in hell for this."

"As long as I can fuck you, I don't care where we are!"



My Sister - My Lover



"Stephen,

I'm sorry for what happened; it never should have gone that far. I think I'm just a bundle of nerves and confusion right now because of what's happening with school and with Steve. 

I'm going out for a little while, and I'll pick up some groceries. I'd like to make dinner for Steve tonight, and finally talk to him about what to expect for our future. I hate to ask this, but do you think you might be able to spend the night at a friend's house or something. I just don't know what's going to happen tonight.

I love you, Stephen, and I'm really sorry.

Pam"

---

I tried to put the entire incident behind me. I went to a friend's house that night where I hung out for a while until he kicked me out so he could be alone with his girlfriend. I had no where to go. It was late enough now that I thought Pam and Steve might be finished with dinner and hoped maybe they'd either have gone out or possibly might be in her room. I figured if I could just get back in the house, I could sneak into my room and hide in there for the rest of the night. Morning would come soon enough and maybe Pam and I could just forget everything that happened.

As luck would have it, when I got home Steve's car was still in the driveway, meaning they were most likely still there. I entered the enclosed porch and looked through the window into the living room. I'll never forget what I saw. The room was candle-lit and there was music playing lightly. Drowning out the music, though, was Steve's animalistic grunts and he pounded his dick deep into my sister -- right there on the living room couch. I stood there mesmerized, peeping in the window with a growing pole in the front of my pants. From the angle they were at, I could clearly make out all the necessary features of my sister. With each thrust her tits bounced up and down. Occasionally she would pinch her nipples. Occasionally Steve would bend down and take one in his mouth, which seemed to drive Pam insane. Though, throughout it all, Steve was clearly the more vocal, as I barely heard the slightest of moans escape my sister's lips. Another thing I couldn't help notice was the massive piece of meat that Steve was sporting. Sure, I had seen other guys before, in places like the locker room; and I had thought I must have seen Steve before, but I never noticed this. I hadn't really ever thought to look, I guess. But his dick was absolutely enormous. It had to be almost a foot long. It was so thick I don't think I could have gotten my hand all the way around it. 

All of a sudden the thought I was envisioning in my head -- of putting my own hand around Steve's monster cock -- made me feel powerfully horny. I realized I was drooling so much pre-cum that my shorts were getting wet. This scene taking place in my own living room was far more erotic than any porn movie I had ever watched. I needed relief, badly. I stepped away from the window and took in my surroundings. As long as the lights on the porch were off I knew I couldn't be seen by any neighbors. I slipped off my khaki shorts, and then my boxers. I even removed my shirt so that I was completely naked. I crept back to the window, and began jerking off to this amazingly hot, intense scene. 

Steve had pulled out of my sister's pussy and she was now on her knees in front of him taking almost all of his cock down her throat. I don't know how she did it. I tried opening my mouth as wide as it could go, wondering if I would have been able to fit Steve's cock in my mouth...and then I shoved that thought out of my mind to see that Pam was now shoving a few of her fingers deep into her cunt. One thing was for sure, Pam had become a master cocksucker, and she looked like she was really enjoying it. Steve was trying to hold back his load, and she just bobbed her head up and down all the more quickly. She finally released his prick with a loud POP! I could hear all the way from the porch.

They switched positions again, but this time Steve lifted Pam's legs up, resting her ankles on his shoulders. With one hearty thrust he was balls-deep inside her again, grunting away. Occasionally he would would swing his head down and they would kiss. Something about the art of kissing in that position seemed so erotic, even moreso than the fucking. Though that wasn't where my attention was. No, I was far too into watching his horse-cock dividing and conquering my sister's sweet cunt. I don't know what had come over me, but watching that gigantic cock of his and hearing his guttural groans and moans was reaching some primal part of my inner self. Maybe it's the animal in us all; maybe it was as simple as a case of penis envy; or maybe it was some sort of previously hidden bi-curiosity, but all I know was that I was fucking H-O-R-N-Y! I secretly wished I could have been in that room, assisting them. I wished there was some way that I could be experiencing what they were both experiencing right along with them.

I was trying to match their rhythm and stroke myself with the same speed that he was driving into Pam. His cock was so fucking long that when he was driving in slowly, it seemed to take five minutes from the time he entered till the time his balls reached her hairy snatch. Yet he would alternate between that dizzying slowness and a rapid pulse that would drive his dick - from head to balls - into Pam's snatch in seconds. 

I didn't want to come yet. I wanted this to last. I wanted to cum along with Steve and Pam. I wanted to be a part of this carnal union. I wanted to explode when Steve exploded. Right as he was pulling out and they were about to change positions, I lost control a little and in the frenzy of jerking off, thrusting my own pelvis back and forth and back and forth, my hand slipped off my cock and banged into the window sill. I froze. 

Steve didn't seem to hear. But Pam did. And she was curious to make sure nothing was wrong. Steve mumbled something about running to the kitchen for some chocolate syrup. Still frozen, with my steel-hard cock in my hand, I just stood there, waiting, hoping Pam wouldn't come over. 

But she did. She came right over to the window and looked out onto the porch. Our eyes met and locked for what seemed like an eternity. She looked down toward my cock and seeing it there in my hand, she bit her lower lip, a quiet growl escaping her. She looked back up at me again, still biting her lip, and reached down and began tweaking her nipple.

That's when I blew my load. The first jet shot up and hit the glass pane of the window, right in front of Pam's mouth. Another one hit about an inch over to the left. Two more hit almost directly where the first had landed. Pam licked her lips, and winked. Then she leaned forward and licked the glass, right where my cum had hit. She turned around and walked back over to Steve, who was standing by the coach holding a bottle of Hershey's chocolate syrup.

She said she didn't see anything and that it must have been the wind. He help up the chocolate sauce and gave her a knowing look. She grabbed it from his hand, tossed it on the floor, and shoved him back on the couch. Climbing on top of him, she hovered just above his dick. He seemed to be taken a bit by surprise. Slowly -- so fucking agonizingly slowly -- Pam impaled herself on Steve's cock. With each passing inch Pam growled a little louder. When she finally bottomed out, with him deep inside her, she began rocking back and forth a little. And she became very, very vocal. "Oh god, I want to feel you inside me. I want to feel your cock so deep inside me. I want you to empty your fucking load in me, baby. Ohhhhh fuck! Oh yeeesss. I want your fucking cum in me. I want you to make me cum baby."

Steve couldn't help but comment himself. "You're really fired up, baby. You like my cock, honey?"

Pam pulled herself up and off of Steve. "I want you to fuck me from behind. On the floor. Like fucking animals." She grabbed him by the cock and led him to the floor, where she got on all fours and faced the window. She was looking right at me. "I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me so hard. I've wanted you to fuck me for so long." Steve looked a little puzzled but he wasn't about to question it. He drove in deep, in one quick, hard thrust.

What happened next will stay with me until the day I die. With each thrust of that massive cock, Pam yelled out how much she wanted it. But each time she yelled, the sentence ended with 'Stephen,' not 'Steve.' And the entire time, she was looking out the window, right at me.

That's when I blew my second load. Not long after, both Steve and Pam reached orgasm simultaneously and collapsed in a heap. I left my perch by the window, put my clothes on and left the porch. 

The night's hot summer air seemed cool compared to the heat from the scene on the porch. I couldn't believe what just happened. There was no doubt in my mind that while my sister was getting fucked so royally, she was fantasizing about me. I finally found my way back home, about 3 hours later, and the house was dark. Steve and Pam were asleep in her bed. I crept into my room and slept a pretty sound sleep.

When I awoke the next morning, Pam and Steve were fixing breakfast. Pam offered to fix me some eggs too and pointed to the coffee pot, offering me some. As I walked over to the cupboard to get a mug, Steve got up to use the bathroom. When I turned around, Pam was standing right there, only inches away from me. She hung her arms around my neck, stepped up on her tip-toes and pressed her boobs hard into my chest. She closed her eyes and gave me a big wet kiss on my lips. She unhooked herself from around my neck and walked back over to the stove to flip the eggs.

"Stephen, I think we ought to have dinner tonight. Steve's going to a Sox game with some of the guys and I think it would be good if you and I cleared the air a little, don't you? I'll put some steaks on the grill around 6:30." I muttered something about having to work today and not knowing what time I'd be home and she cut me off midway. "Stephen, you don't have to be nervous. It's just me. Come on. Look at me. I love you. And I know you love me. We're just going to have dinner. And we're going to talk. You know, like we always do." Her reassuring smile put me at ease. "And we'll see where that goes from there." And with that, she slapped me on the ass. God, she was such a fucking tease. And I was loving every minute of it!

Steve came back from the bathroom and kissed Pam on the back of her neck, grabbing her ass and tonguing her ear. I have to admit, a pang of jealousy crept through my body. He disengaged and walked over to my side of the table. "Hey, Stephen, some of the guys and I are catching the Sox game tonight. You up for it?"

Pam looked at me out of the corner of her eye and began grinning her devilish little grin.

"Oh, no...thanks, though. I'm working today, and I'm not sure when I'll be through. I wouldn't want to tie you guys up or anything."

I finished up my coffee and eggs as we all made small talk. Everything seemed so normal. I had a hard time getting through work though, as I kept thinking of what was waiting for me at home. I wasn't sure what to expect, but I felt I'd be surprised.

And surprised I was. When I got home, my mother's little sister Laurie was at the house. She lived a couple of towns away. Laurie was pretty cool...never too overbearing. She and Pam were talking in the living room when I walked in, and Aunt Laurie jumped up and yelled "Surprise!" She went on to tell me that my overprotective mother had called her when they landed in Florida. She asked Laurie to 'house-sit' while they were away. Laurie was adamant about the fact that she wasn't 'baby-sitting' but house-sitting. I looked over at Pam, and she no doubt could see the disappointment in my face.

Pam assured me that we would find the time to talk, but we never did. Somehow, we just never found the right time. Between my work, playing in the town's summer baseball league, Pam going out with Steve, and all the other mundane day-to-day activities, we found ourselves saying goodbye to each other as we left for our first year of college.

It wasn't all bad, though. I had started dating a girl at school. She was one of about 4 girls I dated over the next year. Pam and I kept in touch. And with the exception of a couple of drunken phone calls I made to her which were quite explicit, the subject of any sort of relations between the two of us never came up. She and Steve had broken up, of course, and my mother was distraught when it was revealed to her that Pam had been sleeping with a professor at her school.

I had plenty of sexual relations of my own, but I quite often thought back to that night on my porch. It wasn't until a college chum of mine, after seeing a picture of my sister, had brought to my attention that most of the girls I dated looked similar to my sister -- red heads or auburn-haired girls with fair complexion and big tits. I told him he was crazy and laughed it off, but deep inside I realized that it was true.

At the end of my sophomore year in college my Aunt Laurie got married. I brought my latest big-titted girlfriend to the wedding, and Pam brought yet another professor. My mother did a good job of biting her lip and thankfully didn't make a fuss. 

I hadn't seen Pam in almost a year. She looked absolutely gorgeous. I didn't think she could ever look better than she did that June night I saw her getting demolished by that cannon of a cock, but she did. She had toned up her body a little, and it brought her features into an even better light. She wore a greenish-blue dress that off-set her auburn hair perfectly. It was the perfect compliment to her light blue eyes. She looked just absolutely stunning.

I couldn't take my eyes off her. If she wasn't my sister, I'm sure my date would have noticed how I was paying Pam more attention than my own date. At the reception Pam asked me to dance with her, and a slow song started. She wrapped her arms around my neck again and pushed her tits up against my chest. We made a little small talk and then she rested her head on my shoulder. The song ended, and we were just about to break apart when she looked up at me and asked, "How about another." A second slow song started and this time she maneuvered it so that her crotch was rubbing up against my leg. I was hard in an instant. She started to blow into my ear and I almost melted. She looked up into my eyes and lightly kissed my lips. Not the sort of thing most people are used to seeing from a brother and sister, but not so out of the ordinary to draw attention. She moved her lips back to my ears and whispered, "Stephen, you look so handsome tonight. I keep thinking of you and your girlfriend fucking after this is over and I get so jealous. Your cock feels so good right now. I still want to feel you inside me." And then she stuck her tongue in my ear.

I was helpless, speechless. What could I do? We were on the dance floor at my aunt's wedding, surrounded by family, and my sister was telling me how much she wanted to fuck me. And my raging hardon was rubbing up against her leg and dangerously close to shooting off. Not to mention my date -- my own girlfriend, albeit, for only a few weeks -- was sitting on the other side of the room making small talk with my mother. 

"Pam, not now...not here. What are you thinking? I mean, yes, you know I want it too. I have for so fucking long. But here?" Yes, here. God, I was so close to ripping off her dress and fucking her on teh dance floor. "Stephen, we both have rooms in this hotel. All we need is to get up there without arousing any suspiscions." Thank god my aunt had thought ahead! "You'll have to make an excuse to your trampy little girlfriend and meet me up there. Here's an extra key." She slid it into my pocket and reached around and grabbed hold of my cock. "I can't wait, Stephen. I can't wait for this any longer."

The song ended and Pam kissed me on the lips again, this time sticking in a little tongue too. "Good way of not arousing any suspicion!" I thought to myself.

She crossed the floor back to her date who was at the bar. She whispered something into his ear and left his side. She looked over at me and smiled. And then she vanished. I found my girlfriend and made up some excuse about seeing an old friend from school and that I was going to head over to another bar where some other friends were, and that I thought it would be best if she stuck around the reception. I knew she didn't believe me, but I just didn't care. If things were about to go the way I thought they might, I didn't care if I ever saw her again!

I took the long way to a back set of elevators and nervously rode up to the seventh floor. I found room 782 and took out the key. My hand was trembling. I stuck it in and turned the handle. When I opened the door, I was met by a fantastic site. Pam had gotten up to the room about 15 minutes before me. In that time, she had set up about a hundred candles, lit them all and had all the lights shut off. There was music playing from somewhere -- I couldn't even tell where. In the center of the room, wearing a green bra, matching stockings, garter and panties was Pam. She was holding two glasses of champagne. As I walked toward her, she handed me a glass and said, "This is for making you wait so long. But good things -- no, great things -- come to those who wait." We both took a sip and Pam threw her glass across the room. It didn't have the desired romantic effect of breaking, but it didn't matter. I took in her beauty as she moved closer to me. She took my face in her hands and pulled me to her, as we started a slow, tender, kiss. It gradually heated up and I tried to untie my necktie and started to unbutton my shirt. Pam's hands were quickly at my belt. I stripped down to my boxers and Pam looked in my eyes and said, "Stephen, you are the greatest guy I have ever known. You don't know how many times I used to sneak into your room after you'd fallen asleep and finger myself until I got off looking at you. I have never wanted to fuck a guy as much as you." And with that she jerked off my boxers. "Stephen, if you don't stick that fucking cock in me right now, I'm going to die."

I pulled her back to me and mauled her with my mouth. I picked her up and carried her over to the bed. I placed her gently upon the sheets (she had already pulled the blankets back). She unclasped her bra and I finally got to see those amazing tits up close. Those nipples -- standing so hard at attention -- were begging for my tongue. Before I began, though, there was one thing I had to know. "Pam, what about your date? What if he comes in?"

Pam started to chuckle. "You mean Tim? He's just a friend, nothing more. I told him there was a man here I planned on seducing and that I was going to spend the night with him. I told him it was the boyfriend of one of my cousins. I'm sure he's busy picking up some other woman right now. He's got a thing for younger women. I suggested maybe he ought to think about your date." She started to laugh again, as did I. Pam had this whole thing pretty well planned out.

We made the most amazing love that night. I lost count how many times Pam reached orgasm, and I know I must have cum about 4 or 5 times myself. We fucked until sunlight. I never thought about my date. In fact, I didn't find out until a few weeks later that she did indeed end up with Tim, Pam's professor friend. Funny the way things work out.

The following fall I transferred to Pam's college. We got an apartment off-campus and never stopped fucking each other. We kept up our appearances for our parent's sake, and they never seemed to catch on. We're still living together today. She is truly the love of my life. 



My Sister, My Loving Twin



Joanna and I were only minutes apart in age, and although I was the older one, you'd never know it. She was always the achiever; smarter, faster and wittier. However, as the class clown I somehow compensated for my inadequacies while entertaining captive audiences. Today was different though, as I seriously pondered a long-time problem. The problem was Joanna, how beautiful I had discovered she was, and how this had been affecting me lately. When we were toddlers I'd 'de-panced' Jo.....who could have cared less at the time. I even think she even gave me the toy she was holding in gratitude for my relieving her burden of the training pants she had been wearing! And at that time I was more interested in reaching out and grasping anything to stretch my developing little arms, than checking out my sister....or any other female. Mom scolded me soundly and I'm told, asked me why I had done such a thing to my sister. I probably waddled off, not realizing what the scolding was even about. "Shit, why did we even have to wear clothes," I probably wondered at the time. 

That was my first and only encounter with my sister's anatomy. Although we were very close, I never breached her privacy or confidence. I did admittedly sneak opportune looks at her sculpted, tanned cleavage, which she seemed to almost teasingly show off, bending down very low. I'd also occasionally glance at her as she sat, sometimes getting a glimpse of pantie and dark pubes. I even spied on her as she sunbathed topless around our pool. Hey, I'm a guy, and it's difficult to overlook a beautiful topless young woman in your back yard, regardless who she is. Never though until today, did I acknowledge that I was sexually attracted to my own sister and gorgeous twin. 

What really bothered me though, were thoughts of Joanna which seemed to go beyond the sexual or physical nature .Some sexual attraction, while certainly not right or acceptable, might have even been seen as 'normal' for a healthy young guy my age. But I didn't have a clue about the feelings I was having, what they meant or even how they'd started. I did know these thoughts about Jo, my lovely sister and best friend, were unlike anything I'd experienced before, and I was beginning to obsess about them. Of course I loved Joanna, and since her latest crisis over her boyfriend's leaving, we'd drawn even closer than ever. But regardless of the circumstances, I was not supposed to have what had begun to seem like romantic feelings for my own sister. The idea that I would was a very troubling thought to me, and that was my biggest problem. 

I had a knockout girlfriend who attended college with Joanna and me where Jo and I would be juniors in three weeks. My sex life was fantastic, and sometimes I thought my girlfriend Lori could not get enough! However, on this day I just continued to worry about why I was obsessing about my beautiful sister. This hangup might be considered almost natural I'd reasoned, as I remembered talking with some buddies about this 'problem.' At least two of my fraternity brothers also had beautiful sisters, and during a very 'drunk' party one of these guys opened up about 'opening up' his lovely sister. Then the other guy said he'd done his sister, as well. The girls were no less than stunning from their pictures, and I thought at the time that these dudes must have been cut off by their girlfriends. This was not the case they said, and that's when I started thinking the unthinkable. I realized I had the hots for my sister, and this worried, confused and excited me, all at the same time.

My twin sister and I both turned 20 in June, and we would be college juniors when we went back in a few weeks. We'd always been great buddies to each other, and participated in some of the same activities. Jo would play football with me, and was perhaps even better at it. When we were younger I sometimes played dolls with her after swearing her to secrecy on the matter. Although our hobbies and activities ran the gamut, Jo's preferences were more like mine, the guy stuff, and she was into many sports and outdoor activities. She was extremely feminine though, and nobody would even guess that a beautiful, petite young woman like her would hold a brown belt in Karate. 

Joanna had been dating a guy for a year, and the two of them had considered marriage after college. For some unknown reason he left California to return to New York without so much as a goodbye to Jo. Of course this completely broke her heart, and many evenings Jo and I would shoot pool, play cards, or just hang out like we did when we were kids. Lori, my girlfriend, would sometimes accompany us, but she usually let us have our space. Lori understood the deep bonds we had as fraternal twins who were also best friends. Jo had just gotten over Tom a couple months earlier, and this period of mourning took quite a few months. Nobody knew why he didn't get back to Joanna, and I secretly felt that he might be gay, and just didn't know how to explain it to her. He was a nice guy, but what he did was a dirty rotten shame. I was there for my sister as usual then, as always. We both were there for each other when any type of crisis occurred, and quite a few times the pieces of one of us were picked up by the other.  

Jo was 5' 3" and about weighed about 105 lbs. She had enticingly flashing brown eyes, flawless light olive complexion, and glistening dark brown hair which danced flowingly around the tops of her shoulders. She looked a little like the brunette on 'Three's a Crowd,' the girl next door type who guys dream of nailing when they first see her. She was very cute, although she had classic beauty which was responsible for a couple of beauty contest crowns during high school.. Joanna worked out and ran almost daily to keep her nice body and beautiful legs--which seemed to go all the way up to her neck--toned and in shape. Her breasts were almost perfect... that is, from what I could tell anyway, and her waistline and hips were exquisitely proportioned to her beautifully shaved, smooth, tanned and toned legs. Her carved dancer's legs morphed into delicate softness toward the very tops of her almost white inner thighs. Beyond that area, I could only dream, and I often did. This had begun to really worry me. 

My sister and I were very much alike in everything but physique. I was 5' 10" and weighed in at about 155 lbs of Budweiser-toned semi muscle. I had the same olive complexion and brown eyes as my sister. Mine didn't flash though, although they sometimes opened from sleep, which I didn't get enough of. I was told that I looked a little like Ashton Kutcher, only after I paid a girl ten bucks to spread the word at her sorority house. My slender physique came in handy when I thought about weight training....which was usually about ten seconds, or until I could put that ridiculous thought out of my head! Probably my main sports were watching pro football and riding my vintage Harley. I would sometimes even walk to class at our huge college campus, but only when the campus shuttle was down. These activities satisfied all my physical exertion needs.....that is, most, anyway! 

So today I'd finally thrown in the towel to these troublesome thoughts about Joanna, which had grown stronger over the years as my lovely twin and I grew up. I finally admitted that I wanted my sister even more than my beautiful girlfriend Lori. Pretty Lori absolutely never had a headache, and gave me my workout for the day every time I saw her. I also remembered my frat brothers who carried pictures of their sisters they said they'd nailed. I guess this was what I needed in rationalizing my thoughts as not completely perverted. But I was still having trouble with the idea and didn't fully understand what was going on in my head. What I was thinking about Jo would be incest, and incest was the ultimate taboo. It just didn't happen in our upper middle class neighborhood, or so I thought at the time. 

About that time Joanna came jogging up to where I was sitting on the chaise by the pool. Her shorts were cut very high and fit tightly around her crotch. The skimpy, wet shorts clung to her body and left hardly anything to the imagination. Jo's tanned midriff was bare, and her jog bra fit extremely tight, which caused my Jo's model's bust to spill out very slightly over the edges. The bra did little to conceal the contours of Joanna's supple, soft, youthfully smooth, creamy white breasts, whose upper curves and shapes were completely visible to the point where they met above the center of the running bra. Joanna's hair was slightly wet, and her lips were puffy and open from the run. She was gasping a little from the workout and her breasts heaved, in even more revealing thrusts as she caught her breath. Her exhausted but beautiful moist open mouth looked a little like the old Marilyn Monroe pictures I'd seen, and it almost called out for a strange tongue, I thought.

"What are you looking at, Joseph?" My sister jokingly demanded as I broke my gaze from her 'Marilyn' lips. 

"Oh Nothing. Only my sister, damnit! What'd you expect me to say, sister dearest, the full moon? So how many dogs did you run from today, Jo," I asked sarcastically, with a little chuckle and smirk as I kept my gaze well away from the areas I really wanted to look at. Joanna was not for a moment interested in me, the same way I was with her, and I certainly didn't want her to know about my 'problem..' 

"Dogs? The only dog I've seen all day is sitting in your chair, brother dearest," Jo replied even more sarcastically, but with the same smirk we'd both picked up as kids, play-acting. "So what's your dead ass up to today besides planning on how you can get out of cutting the grass, and scoring beer money? I should call Lori and tell her how your study habits have improved, especially around the pool." 

"Oh, cut the crap, Joeyodey. And you're suddenly valedictorian, huh? I haven't actually seen you camping out in the library." 

"Brother....do you need reminding that it's summer break. We don't go back for another three weeks, if you don't remember. I thought I'd keep the bod in shape with real exercise, not the Budweiser twelve ounce curls like you do." 

"Oh that hurts, JoJo....you know I'm a drama student, and don't want knee surgery before I'm in the home. I'll visit you in the hospital when your knees are replaced, and might even remind you that I warned you." 

"So, dearest Josephine, just because I'm in Physical Education I'm supposed to listen to my drama queen excuse for a brother??" Jo always managed to get the better of me in these little sparring contests. We both had great fun putting each other down though, as we were very close and could joke about anything. Many times we even anticipated what the other was going to say, and it wasn't always good! 

"Okay, already, okay, my self-esteem's ruined for life. I'm going out to the back yard and look for worms," I moaned as I pretended to cry. 

"Oh, I'm so sorry, almost-brother. Here, let sissie give you a little hug to make you feel better." 

"Get away, goofball sister. Yuk....who wants a hug from their sister?" ....I felt unbelievably hypercritical as I said this, even joking, as I had to fight off an erection after seeing my gorgeous twin in her sexy jogging clothes. 

"Well, 'hugging your sister' goes both ways, I can assure you, Joe boy. If I wanted to hug a brother, I'd hug Rex down the street. I'm sure that a running back could receive a hug as well as he could give one out. I was only kidding anyway, Joey. You'll get a hug from me when pigs fly, and when dogs lie down with cats," Joanna said, now laughing out loud. She gave me a little pat on the shoulder and as she bent over, I got a perfect view of her absolutely flawless tits. "I gotta go take care of some business, Joe. Why don't you see if you can get some business?" Hahaha. 

"JoJo, get outta here; the cat's starting to put on hip boots!" 

"Shit," I thought, why does she treat me like this, and almost make me feel like I've been teased.....?? Hell, I have been teased, but not even my girlfriend is this malicious. You might even think she's trying to prove something. Sisters, you can't live with 'em and you can't shoot 'em! But you sure can lust for them....just one time to drive that smooth, hard cock into little smart-ass twin sister, to make her cry out and swear to never get the best of you again if you'll only continue to drive her wild. Ha, I was finally even thinking about it at this point although half-seriously, but this was only in my dreams I thought disappointedly. 

I'd dozed off for a few minutes when darling sister reappeared, this time dressed out in a new bikini.....a thong! Jo had never been much for these dental floss swim suits, but wearing this she could easily make a grown man cry with the way she filled one of these things. Good Lord I thought, if she only knew what I was thinking she'd probably come out in Grandmother's one-piece bathing suit. As my goddess twin strode over to me I stammered for something to say, and I'd never been at a loss for words around Jo. "Cat got your tongue, brother dearest? I see she's still not wearing her hip boots. You must have stopped your bullshitting, Joey. Well, if it works on the cat, it should work on Brenda, next door. That two-faced little bitch wants me to be a bridesmaid for her mother's wedding. Can you imagine?? Screw her and the broom she flew in on." 

"So what did you offer that small child for her her bikini, sis?" "Hope you left her with something decent. That is, none of your stuff, anyway." At that moment I knew I'd approached the tipping point as Jo lunged for me, pinning me quickly in a Half-Nelson. "Wow, my head loves the spot it's in, between your bountiful boobs, sissie dear," I laughed almost uncontrollably as Jo attempted to slap me, and gave me another really nice eye full as she bent down near my head to playfully whack my cheek. "What's that perfume, Jo-Annie? Eau de gym clothes?" 

"Shut up, biker boy. The only times you need cologne are when you miss your shower and when you take one!" 'Biker boy' was a reference to my vintage '60's Harley, which had been completely restored and even had the large, original seat and saddle bags. I had been teaching Joanna how to ride it, and we were practicing on the old deserted drive-in parking lot across the street. She was going to start riding the motorcycle that Tom left when he left no forwarding address. That seemed only fair, I thought. 

"Speaking of biker boy, when are we taking another lesson," Jo asked. 

"WE are taking another lesson whenever YOU think you can ride my machine by your lonesome. I think it's time for the bird to fly. It's solo time, Sister Goldenhair, whenever you're man enough." I was going to let Joanna ride without any help from me today for the first time. I would of course be on the back of the bike in case of emergency, but Jo would finally be captain. 

"Okay Joe Blow, I've been man enough long before you were, and woman enough long before you even thought about 'em." 

"Good God," I thought." Why wasn't this insult machine in Iraq? Jo would 'dis' the enemy to death!" I was wondering if my comebacks were going to even stand a snowball's chance when Jo put a sympathetic hand on my shoulder and said....

"Brother dear, I'm only joking, of course. Sometimes I get carried away. But please, don't worry about your deficiencies, whatever you do." My sister broke into even more laughter and slapped me on the back, celebrating her own wittiness. 

"Okay, Joanna. I think you're plenty woman enough to solo my Harley now. Why don't we make a couple Malibu Twists and draw up a flight plan?" 

"Alrighty, but I'm wondering if we still have lime and rum?" 

"Freshly stocked, Jo-sister. And since you asked, the lemons are in the fridge. Thanks in advance for making our drinks." 

We downed the lemonades in short order, and after the sun got lower in the hot July sky we set out. "I think I'll let you drive first, Jo. Do you think you're ready?"

"Well, ready as I'll ever be. Been practicing for a couple weeks, and I should be teaching others by now." 

"Patience, Jo, patience. Wine, cheese and good Harley riders are not made in a day. I did wanna know if you had the self-confidence to ride by yourself and thank God my insurance and hospitalization are paid up!"

Jo drove the bike extremely well for a girl I thought, and after only a couple weeks of brief lessons. She had caught on even faster than most experienced riders from what I could tell. We were on the old county road today and there was absolutely no traffic there. I held onto my sister's waist a little tighter than I would on most roller coasters and feeling this pressure, Jo took my hand and brought it up to the bottom of her left breast. Wups, I thought as I quickly moved my hand back down. Through the wind, Jo told me to put my hand back, and I did so without any convincing. The bike had a large, bicycle-style seat, and I was crammed in tightly behind my sister. After my hand was strategically placed I felt an uprising under my belt." Wups again, I thought."

Jo stopped the bike at our turn-around point, the old abandoned church. "Okay, Joey, is that a gun in your pocket or are you just glad to see me," my sister quipped wryly.

"Uhhhh....well, you know I don't hunt....Sorry, this road's a little bumpy and I guess it's just one of the hazards of being male, you know?"

"I wouldn't know, but it's okay." Here, you can drive back home, but I've got something in my eye. I forgot my glasses." 

"Joanna, let me take a look. Which eye is it?" I gingerly spread my sister's right eyelids to look for debris. "Jo, roll your eye down toward the bike seat. Then roll it back. Do you feel anything?" 

"Yes, my brother, playing ophthalmologist. Joe, I do think it's out now. Thanks so much." 

Joanna reached for my hand and gently squeezing it, quietly thanked me again. She pulled her head closer to mine and gave me a little kiss on the lips. "Yuk!" I said. "Kissing your sister! That ranks down there with eating worms, running out of underwear, and a wet kiss from Aunt Sally." 

"Now what's so bad about kissing your sister," Jo playfully challenged.

"Well, I, uh, I guess it"....I didn't finish my sentence before Jo kissed me again, but this time it was a real kiss, not a great aunt Sally kiss. I started to recoil in mock repulsion, but I realized suddenly that this was not what I was supposed to do, nor much less what I wanted to do. I kissed my twin for the first time, passionately, longingly and lovingly. We broke the kiss after what seemed like an eternity of bliss, oneness, and something very long overdue; something so special which I'd never, ever dreamt of before. I looked stunned as I quizzically half-smiled at my sister. For once I didn't have a funny one-liner. Jo apparently didn't either. Her voice was shaky and her composure completely shot for the first time I can remember. We just stared at each other for a moment, not knowing just what to do or say....for the first time in 20 years. 

I said, "Jo, whatever possessed you?"

"I'm sorry Joseph, I was half-kidding, but things just got out of control." 

"I'll say. I.....uh.....don't....know just what to say." 

"Don't say anything, Joe. This has been our moment; our private, personal moment. We're very special to each other, and if we can't have a moment like this occasionally....," she sighed as her voice trailed off.

".....can't have a moment like this, occasionally??," Bending my head to lean toward her, I softly strained to repeat my sister's unbelievable words. "Do you....mean......that we could 'have a moment like this occasionally'..again., I incredulously asked with restrained excitement.''

"Well, why not? It's between you and me, and no one else," Jo whispered. 




My Sister, My Mistress



Alan was twenty years old, and lived at home with his parents and younger sister Carol, who was eighteen. He and his sister never really got on, they were always arguing about something, and lately things were worse than usual. Alan was trying to save up so that he could get a place for himself, and nearly had enough for a deposit on a nice little flat. Alan liked his privacy. He had friends and liked to go out weekends, but he also liked being alone so that he could indulge himself in his fantasies. Alan liked to cross dress, and nobody, but nobody knew. He was always hoping that he could find a nice young lady that he could pour his heart out to, but he wasn’t ready to tell anyone yet. Although he couldn’t dress fully at home, he did own a few things, and liked to wear his femme underwear under his jeans.

One particular weekend his parents had gone away, and his sister was spending the weekend with a friend, and so Alan was going to be alone, and looking forward to relaxing in his girls clothes. He was very slim and only about 5ft 6ins, so he could get into lots of nice things quite easily. He would never go out in public though, as he didn’t think he could carry it off.

His parents had been gone a little while, and Carol was getting ready to go herself.

‘Hurry up.’ Said Alan impatiently.

‘Piss off.’ Carol said through gritted teeth. ‘I’m going as fast as I can. I’m looking forward to getting away from you for the weekend.’

Alan leant in her bedroom doorway watching her pack. He noticed the sexy things she had, but not liking his sister, wouldn’t fancy wearing them.

‘Why do you want to get rid of me so quickly creep?’ She asked ‘What are you upto?’

‘Nothing’

‘I bet.’ Carol said, and looked at him suspiciously.

It wasn’t long before Carol was ready and was leaving.

‘Bye then.’ Alan called sarcastically.

‘Bollocks’ 

He was alone, and his stomach was turning somersaults. The whole weekend dressed up was going to be fantastic. He watched his sister leave, and when she was out of sight he ran upstairs and took the suitcase from under his bed, unlocked it, and emptied out the contents. There were numerous pairs of lacy panties, some sexy flared mini skirts and an assortment of bras, tights, shoes and a few wigs. He waited for ten minutes, just to make sure Carol had gone, then stripped off and stood totally naked with his erection standing out before him. Alan was also hairless, he kept his legs clean shaven, and loved the feel a pair of tights being pulled up his smooth legs.

He picked out a pair of white lacy tanga style panties, that had a pattern of small blue forget- me- nots on them, a matching bra, a pleated, white mini skirt and a white blouse. He also chose a pair of red stiletto shoes, and thought he would look nice and tarty ,especially with a blonde bob style wig.

He got dressed slowly, as he liked to watch himself in his mirror, and feel the sexy smooth clothes against his skin. Unfortunately, being aroused made wearing skimpy panties a little uncomfortable at times, but after a while his erection would subside, and fit nicely into its sexy covering.

This particular day, his whole world was going to be turned upside down. Alan had been upstairs getting ready for quite a while, and went downstairs to make himself a coffee, and relax in front of the TV. He drew the curtains, even though it was day time, just in case somebody could see in and got on with being his femme self. He put his feet up and settled himself down for the rest of the day.

Alan sat up with a jolt. He’d fallen asleep. He stood up and went into the kitchen to make another drink. That’s when he saw Carol’s suitcase in the hall. His heart missed a beat, and then raced. She must have seen him, or maybe she didn’t go into the living room. Alan started panicking and stood very still and tried to hear any sound. None. He went back into the living room to get his shoes and thought it best to go and get changed, just in case. That was when he saw the note, and the photo from the instamatic camera. The note said ‘well well well. A nancy boy for a brother, I'm going to have some fun now, ha ha ha.’ The photo was of him asleep on the sofa, fully dressed, and showing his panties, where his skirt had ridden up. He ran upstairs to get changed, although the damage had been done. He burst into his bedroom, and there was Carol sat on his bed, looking through his things.

‘What are you doing? He shouted at her.

‘What am I doing? She laughed.

‘Get out of my room, and don’t you dare tell anyone about this, I’ll kill you if you do’

‘Who are you to threaten me?’ Carol was angry. ‘I think you had better watch your tongue. If I show anyone the photos, your life will be a living hell. As I said, I’m going to have some fun. So if you don’t want this to get out, you had better start showing me some respect. From now on you will do exactly as I say! Do I make myself clear?’

Alan stood and stared at Carol. He was speechless, and trying to think of some way to get out of this embarrassing situation. 

‘I said. Do I make myself clear?’

‘Yes.’ Alan said looking down. His face was burning red, he felt angry with himself and Carol, for being so stupid and letting her of all people see him.

‘Yes what?’ She said standing up.

‘Yes Carol?’

‘Try, yes Mistress!’

Alan fought to find the words.

‘Yes Mistress’ he finally said.

‘Now get on your knees, crawl over here and kiss my feet.’ She hissed at him.

He fell to his knees and crawled to his sister and pressed his lips to her bare feet.

‘Stand up.’ She ordered. ‘And take that ridiculous blouse off, and that skirt.’

He did so, and stood there in his matching bra and panties.

‘You look pathetic.’ She chided. ‘My big brother likes to wear girls clothes.’

Alan just stood looking down, full of embarrassment and guilt. Carol made him follow her back downstairs. 

‘From now on, and not just for this weekend.’ She started. ‘You are going to be my slave. You will obey everything I tell you, even when mum and dad are back, or we have friends around. Don’t worry, I wont have you grovelling in front of them, just do as I say, and things will be fine.’

‘Yes Mistress.’ Alan said without prompting.

‘Good. Unfortunately, I didn’t give you permission to speak, so I’m going to beat you.’ She smiled. ‘Bend over and touch your toes.’

Alan did so. Carol picked up a riding crop from the hall cupboard and went and stood behind Alan. He looked most awkward with his pretty panties riding up his bottom.

‘I’m going to beat you six times, and when I’m finished, you are going to thank me and kneel at my feet again, do you understand?’

‘Yes Mistress.’

The searing pain of the riding crop tore through Alan’s bottom, and tears began to well in his eyes. After his Mistress sister had finished he turned around, knelt before her and put his face at her feet again.

‘Thankyou Mistress.’ He said timidly.

Carol sat down and crossed her legs. 

‘First you will get me a glass of wine, then you will massage my feet, and kiss and lick my toes.’

‘Yes Mistress.’ 

The next hour Alan was kept very busy, getting his Mistress glass after glass of wine and paying her feet attention. She was getting quite drunk, but not too drunk, and her hatred for him didn’t diminish any. 

‘I need a piss.’ She said, and stood up a little unsteadily. ‘Now, come with me.’ She ordered.

The two of them went upstairs to the bathroom. Alan was getting a little nervous, what did she want him to follow her to the toilet for? She ordered Alan to kneel in the doorway, and watch her as she slid out of her jeans, and kicked them off at him. She sat on the toilet without taking down her knickers, and looked Alan in the eyes as she pissed through them into the toilet.

‘Come here.’ She said, and beckoned him with her finger.

He crawled to her, and she stood up in front of him.

‘Lick it.’ 

Alan looked up at his Mistress.

‘Fucking lick my crotch you fucking wimp!’

Alan pressed his face into the piss soaked crotch of his sisters knickers and gingerly poked out his tongue, and tasted the sweet, tangy taste of wet cotton.

‘Do it properly.’ She ordered.

So Alan started to lick her wet knickers, he licked and licked until he was ordered to stop. Carol took off her wet things and stood in front of her kneeling brother totally naked from the waist down. She had had enough wine not to worry about it, and Alan was too scared to say anything. She stroked his head, and told him to take off his panties and put on her wet ones. He did so and resumed his kneeling position. Again she stroked his head. 

‘If you are a good slave, I will make your life a little more bearable.’ She finally said. ‘Are you going to be a good slave for your sister?’

‘Yes Mistress.’

She moved a little closer, so that her cunt was millimetres away from his face. He could smell her warm fishy smell, and the sweet smell of her piss. She held his head and gently pulled it into her moist sex. Without prompting, Alan began to lick her and suck at her moist hole, forcing his tongue in as far as it would go and trying to eat her, to please her, his Mistress, his sister. She turned around and bending over pulled his head up to her arse. She parted her bottom cheeks exposing her anus. Alan hesitated.

‘Well slave.’ She said. ‘Lick my arse!’

Again Alan used his tongue to please her. His fear of being exposed was more powerful that the feeling of committing incest. There wasn’t anything she could make him do that was worse that what he had just done. To use his tongue, not only on his sisters cunt, but to clean her anus with it, was the limit, surely.

‘Tomorrow.’, She informed him. ‘I will teach you how to serve properly. You will curtsey, sit properly, walk properly and pamper me for the rest of the weekend. Oh and by the way, Julie will be coming around first thing, so you’d better be on your best behaviour. I’ve told her about you, so you had better show her the same respect that you have shown me. Do you understand?’

‘Yes Mistress.’ Was all he could say.



My Sister, My Mistress Ch. 02



Alan awoke early Sunday morning. He had spent the night asleep on the floor of Carols’ bedroom. Naked and cold he had plenty of time to contemplate his situation. He had decided that if he could keep his sister, his mistress happy, then no one would ever find out about his fantasies. He was expecting her friend Julie later and he only hoped that she would also keep the secret. 

He got up and went to make Carol a cup of tea, to start the day off on a good note. When he got back he found Carol sitting up in bed.

‘Where have you been?’ She asked.

‘To make you a cup of tea………Mistress.’ Alan said and kept his eyes averted.

‘Put it there.’ She said pointing to the bedside cabinet.

Alan stood before her, naked and feeling very vulnerable.

‘Do you like being my slave?’

‘I want to make you happy mistress.’

‘That isn't what I asked.’

‘Yes I do.’

Carol smiled. Who would have thought that these two siblings, that have never seen eye to eye, and have fought, sometimes physically, would now be indulged in such an intimate, bizarre relationship.

‘How long have you been wearing girls clothes?’ She asked, taking a sip of tea.

‘About ten years mistress.’

‘Ten years? You kept that a secret for a long time.’

‘Yes mistress.’

‘Go and make my breakfast.’ Carol ordered. ‘I want the house looking spotless for Julie, she’ll be around soon so get cleaning. And then I might let you eat.’

Alan did as Carol instructed, he cooked a nice breakfast and vacuumed the whole house, cleaned the toilet and dusted too.

Julie arrived at nine o’clock. She came to the back door so that Alan could answer the door naked and kneel as Julie came in. He then kissed her feet much to Julies’ amusement, and asked if he could take her coat.

‘Well I never.’ Said Julie to Carol as she met her in the kitchen. ‘You’ve got him trained already!’

‘Im getting there. Did you bring the uniform?’

‘Yep. Here slave this is for you,’

Alan took the bag and peeped inside. All he could see was black and white material.

‘Lets go up stairs.’ Carol said, and led the way to her room.

Carol and Julie sat on the bed.

‘Now slave. You will put on the uniform in the bag and wear it for the rest of the day. Do you understand?’ Said Carol.

‘Yes mistress.’

Julie sniggered. She was gob smacked that here was her best friends brother, naked calling his sister Mistress.

Alan put the maids uniform on. It was black with a white pinafore and puffy sleeves. 

Carol went to her chest of draws and took out a pair of very frilly knickers, they were tennis knickers and very feminine.

‘Put these on slave and turn around.’

He did so. The uniform was quite short, and the knickers could be seen just below the hem.

‘Bend over.’ Julie ordered. The girls burst out laughing. He heard someone take some photos and knew that his days of arguing with his sister well and truly over.

‘Kneel before me slave.’ Said Julie.

Alan did so, and Julie took a collar from her bag and placed it around his neck. She stood and walked around him. She was wearing ankle boots, stiletto ones, and a denim mini skirt. Her legs looked very long and Alan couldn’t help admire her as she moved. She stood in front of him and pointed to her boots.

‘Lick them slave.’ She said.

‘Yes mistress.’ Alan ran his tongue over the smooth leather and cleaned the dirt off that had stuck to the heel. When he had finished one, he did the other too. When he had finished he looked up at her, she seemed very tall and totally in charge with her hands on her hips, legs apart.

‘I never told you to stop!’

‘Sorry mistress.’ Alan started to lick again.

Julie moved away as he was about to touch her foot. 

‘I can see you need to be punished. I thought you were obedient and trained, but obviously I was wrong.’ Julie looked at Carol and winked. Carol was sat legs apart and rubbing herself through her white panties. She was getting very damp watching her brother grovelling at their feet. 

‘Come here.’ Carol ordered. She offered Alan her wet fingers. ‘Suck them clean for me slave.’

Alan took her fingers into his mouth. They tasted very salty and slimy. She shuffled forward. Then she took her brother by his head and pulled his face close to her crotch. He could smell the strong aroma of excited femininity. 

‘Kiss it.’ She said, and he did so. ‘Wait here.’ 

The two girls left the room, and he could here them chatting outside the room, then they giggled. He waited for about five minutes. Then he was called into the bathroom. Julie held a pint glass, it was half full of warm piss! She had an evil look on her face as she beckoned him to her. Alans heart was beating through fear and excitement.

‘Drink.’ Was all she said. Alan took the glass and hesitantly put it to his lips. ‘Fucking drink my piss you pathetic wanker. You’re just scum you shit eating excuse for a man. Now drink my piss or feel my wrath.’

Alan raised the glass and thought better to drink it down as quickly as possible. He swallowed it and looked down with humiliation, and trying not to show the glow of his cheeks.

‘Im not happy slave.’ Said Julie. ‘Lay down on your back.’ 

Alan lay on the bathroom floor and Carol stood over him. She had removed her knickers and slowly squatted down onto his face.

‘Eat me boy.’ She said.

Alan raised his face to meet Carols hairy and very warm and damp pussy. He could feel the soft and warm inner folds of his sister with his tongue, whilst his face was being engulfed by her coarse and thick pubic hair. She tasted very salty and her juices flowed into his gapping mouth. He wanted to please his sister so much. She grind herself fully onto his face and he was having a little trouble breathing, as he did draw breath, his nostrils were filled with the heavy scent of female. She moaned gently and closed her eyes and threw her head back in ecstasy. She was very near to cumming. Alan kicked and ate her faster and faster, he could sense her pleasure, and this turned him on.

‘Im coming!’ was all she said as wave after wave of orgasm flowed through her body. She came in buckets, and all Alan could do was drink her.

Julie whispered in Carols ear. Carol raised herself a little from Alans’ face. The smell of sweat and the heavy scent of female sex was overwhelming.

‘Lay still.’ Carol said. 

She then started to pee. Alan was taken completely by surprise. 

‘Drink it.’ Julie instructed. ‘Don’t you dare spill any, or you’ll be sucking from the carpet.

Alan had no choice but to drink her piss. She seemed to piss gallons, and he did his best to consume it all. Some of it ran down his face and soaked his face and hair.

‘Drink you’re mistress sisters golden nectar slave boy.’ Julie laughed. ‘You’d better get used to it, cos im looking forward to using you as my toilet again soon.’

When Carol finished she stood up and let Alan get to his knees.

‘Dry me off then.’ 

Alan did so, willingly.

‘You have pleased me today slave. I may let you cum yourself later. But go and prepare lunch. This afternoon, we will teach you how to be a real girl.’

Alan stood and brushed his dress down. His face and shoulders were wet with piss and his sisters love juice. The girls watched him walk away and laughed at his frilly knickers that were plainly visible beneath his maids uniform.

‘Good girl.’ They called after him.



My Sister, My Mistress Ch. 03



Alan served the girls their lunch. The two girls, Carol and Julie, sat at the table and talked about girlie things. Alan, dressed in his maids outfit, went about his duties, serving and clearing up. He had been instructed by his sister, Carol, that he must curtsy every time he entered the room. They didn’t even pay him any attention as he went about curtseying, and offered their glasses for refilling. He had cleared the table and finished the washing up when he was summoned into the living room by his sister.

‘Yes mistress?’ Alan said as he curtseyed in the doorway.

‘Julie and me are going out for a little while. You will make sure our boots are clean and bring them here!’

‘Yes mistress.’ Alan answered. Then went to fetch their boots.

He knelt down to put them on their feet and kissed their toes before doing so. 

‘Good boy.’ Julie smiled at him.

‘Ive got a bit of muck on my boot.’ Informed Carol. ‘Lick it off.’

Alan bent down and cleaned the dirt from his sisters boot. 

The two girls left Alan and went to the pub for a little while. There, they had some fun getting chatted up by some guys they knew. They loved the attention, and felt very sexy.

They noticed a young man that was sitting alone. He was quite good looking, and Julie whispered to Carol an idea that had come to her. The young man was watching them, and was obviously under the influence of one too many drinks. They went and sat with him, introducing themselves. After a while they invited the young man, whose name was Paul, back home for coffee.

‘Slave?’ Julie shouted as she came through the door, ahead of the other two.

‘Yes mistress.’ Alan curtseyed.

‘Put the kettle on and piss off upstairs.’

Alan did as he was told and went upstairs as Carol and Paul came in.

‘Coffee Paul?’ Carol asked, and lead Paul into the living room, where he collapsed in a drunken heap.

‘mmmmm.’ He said.

Julie sat beside him, and he didn’t waste any time in making a move for her. His hands went straight between her legs, and up her short skirt. She let him feel her crotch for a few seconds, and pulled his hand away.

‘Later lover boy.’ She said.

Meanwhile Carol had gone upstairs. She went into Alans room, where he stood and curtseyed again as she walked in. She loved this feeling of supreme power over her brother, and he was too scared to annoy her. He stood in the middle of the room, and she walked about him. She felt his smooth legs, freshly shaved. Then she lifted his skirt to see his frilly panties, and ran a hand over his bottom. Alan began to feel stirrings in his loins, and felt his cheeks begin to glow. 

‘Well now my precious little slave boy.’ She began. ‘We said we would teach you to behave like a real girl, and now is your chance. Downstairs is a nice boy, and you are going to please him for us. He will be blind folded so you wont have to worry about him seeing you.’

Alan looked terrified. Carol smiled and beckoned him to follow her. They made their way down stairs and into the living room. Julie had already blind folded Paul, and he was sitting waiting for something to happen, with a silly grin on his face.

Carol whispered in his ear.

‘Just relax, don’t say a word, and enjoy.’

She then looked at Alan and pointed to the floor between Paul's legs. He knelt and looked at the girls.

‘What would you like me to do?’ asked Julie from beside Alan.

‘What do you think?’ slurred Paul. ‘Get my cock out and suck it!’

Julie looked at Alan and pointed to Paul's already hardening penis.

Alan undid Paul's flies and Paul lifted his hips to help slide his jeans off. He sat there in his pants and his cock was getting harder. Alan then pulled the top of Paul's pants down and revealed a glorious cock, already glistening with pre come. Alan hesitated.

‘Shall I lick your cock?’ Asked Julie, looking at Alan.

‘You bet, you sexy bitch.’

Alan bent forward and ran his tongue over the head of Paul's shiny manhood. He then took the full length of it into his mouth and began to suck. He moved his head up and down, and Paul began to slowly grind his hips into Alans face. He held Alans head and lay back and enjoyed the feeling of his warm mouth and tongue.  

‘You are good.’ He said to the owner of the mouth, thinking it to be Julie. ‘Keep this up and I’ll be filling you mouth pretty soon.’

Alan began to panic, but Carol held him still.

‘God im nearly there!’

‘Come in her mouth.’ Carol said, urging him to fuck Alans mouth all the way.

Very soon Paul began to jerk and get ready to explode. He did so inside Alans mouth and kept fucking his face until he slipped out of his mouth and finished off cumming over Alans cheeks and chin.

‘That was great.’ He said.

Alan had no choice but to swallow the cum that had been released into his mouth. Carol took him back upstairs, while Julie pretended to Paul that it was her giving him the BJ.

‘You’ve got cum on your chin.’ Carol said as she wiped it off with her finger. She showed it to Alan and offered her fingers to him. ‘Lick it off.’

He knelt before his sister, and licked Paul's cum from her hand. She smiled down at him.

‘Good boy. You know, I really think we are going to get on from now on. Don’t you?’

‘Yes mistress.’ Alan said looking down. 

She stroked his head and turned around and offered him her bottom. She lifted her skirt and bent over a little and looked back at him.

‘Kiss your mistresses arse, theirs a good boy.’

He leant forward and planted a kiss on each cheek. He then pulled her panties down and gently pulled her cheeks apart to reveal her anus. He closed his eyes and ran his tongue up her crack and kissed and licked her arse hole, poking the tip of his tongue in wriggling it around much to her pleasure. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment. She moaned with pleasure as he began to suck at her back passage, he wanted to satisfy his sister, he knew she could, and would, do anything if he upset her. Carol moved away from him and turned around. She kicked off her panties and beckoned him to her again. Alan crawled to her and she guided his head to her cunt for the same service that her arse just had. No words were exchanged as he began to lick and suck at her pussy.  She ground her hips into his face as she neared climax. She came in wave after wave of fantastic orgasm, Alan too was very close to cumming, but hadn’t been given permission. 

After Carol had been satisfied, she noticed Alans erection poking out from under his short skirt, and stretching the material of his frilly panties, and making the material damp with his pre cum. She smiled at him. 

‘OK slave.’ She said. ‘I will let you wank your self off. Stand before me and let me watch.’

So Alan pulled his panties down, lifted his skirt and began to toss himself off in front of his sister, that was enjoying every minute. She had never seen a guy do it before. Very soon he came over the carpet, and after licking up his cum, he was ordered back downstairs to see if Paul was ready for more. Paul was out like a light, and so too was Julie. Carol told Alan to clean up any mess and get himself back to normal. Their parents were coming home soon, and things had to look as normal as possible.

She woke the two sleeping babes up and sent Paul on his way. Alan came downstairs dressed in his own clothes and after making the girls a cup of tea, tidied the house just in time.

‘Hi kids, were home.’ Shouted their dad. ‘Hope you two have been getting on.’

‘Of course we have.’ Said Carol. ‘I think you will notice a difference, wont they Alan?’

‘Yes mmmm, Carol.’ He said.



My Sister, My Roommate



I have been unemployed for 2 months now. Broke and borrowed nearly $1500 from my current roommate to pay my bills. My sister came over one evening. I was home alone. She offered to buy me dinner. I took her up on it. We went out to a nice steakhouse and she offered to let me move into her place and live for free will I got a new job. 

She said there would be conditions though, that I had to keep the inside clean, and have dinner ready when she got off work each day, and I had to keep up with our laundry. I didn't have much of a choice and besides it wasn't that much work. I agreed but told her I owed my current roommate $1500. She said she would pay him back for me, and she said she would pay my cell phone bill and car insurance and put gas in my car for me too as I needed it. 

I went back to her place that night to spend the night there. She had a huge room, huge bed, offered to let me sleep in her bed. I showered, we watched a movie, and we went to bed. She got up early the next morning to work. I got up with her, she handed me a key to the house and said to move my stuff in today and use her closet and her dresser. She said she would call me where to meet her for lunch today too and handed me $1500. 

I went back to my place, paid off my roommate, and began packing. Met my sister for lunch, let her know how everything was going and asked her about where I would be sleeping in her house. She had 5 bedrooms, it was a he house and her room was the size of 4 rooms. She told me I would be sleeping in her bed with her. I really didn't mind since she was extremely hot, but I couldn't help to ask her why. 

She had just gotten out of a 5 year relationship and was used to having a guy around, and sleeping with one. I was filling that void for her she told me. I smiled and said I can do that. She went back to work, I went back to finish moving. 

That night, I finished moving in as she was getting home. She took me out to dinner again to another steakhouse and told me this weekend we were going shopping for food, to get me some new clothes, and a haircut. It was Friday night. She took me out to a movie after we ate. I didn't mind since I was totally broke and had no job, plus I always got along good with my sisters, especially this one since she was so beautiful.

We went to the movies; she had her arm wrapped around mine as we were walking. Luckily hardly anyone if anybody knew we were brother and sister. I didn't socialize with her around her friends much, and my friends never met her or saw a picture of her. She bought us soft drinks and we went and watched the movie. It was nice, we have the same taste movies and television at least, and food as well. We went home, and went to sleep shortly thereafter. 

Next morning, we got up, and finished unpacking my stuff from the boxes. She was only wearing a thong and a t-shirt. Nipples were poking through easily. I couldn't help but stare periodically, they looked so delicious, and her ass was so perfect. She busted me several times staring. She finally told me she didn't mind if I checked her out or stared at her body. I reminded her that we are siblings and all, but she said we were just looking at each other and not doing anything. 

I asked her if she had been checking me out too, and she said yeah I had a nice ass and a nice package. I told her I am in love with her tits and ass. She just smiled at me, and we continued unpacking. 

After we finished, we went in the living room and started talking. I asked her about the sleeping arrangement telling her I really like to sleep nude. She smiled at me and said go ahead, but you're still sleeping with me. My dick started getting hard and was easily noticeable in my boxers. She saw, smiled and said I'm glad your dick approves of my answer! 

She then asked me when the last time I got laid or a blow job was. I told her and she told me when the last time she got laid was. She asked me several sexual questions like favorite position, etc. My dick was very hard now. I asked her how good of a kisser she is, and she said she never had any complaints. I asked her if I could find out for myself. She came over to me, sat next to me, and we began passionately kissing. 

She said I was a great kisser, I told her the same, and we kissed for like 20 minutes. I had laid down and she was laying down on top of me, her pussy was right on top of my hard dick, but I was wearing boxers, she was wearing a thong. As she got up, she looked at my cock, and said I have a very nice dick. She told me I can kiss her anytime I wanted and anywhere I wanted. We got dressed to go shopping.

We went and bought me some nice new clothes. While shopping for clothes, I called her sis at one point. She told me to not call her sis or sister or anything like that again and that we could get into big trouble. She told me she wanted me to call her bay, sweetie, or just by her name, and that I was to consider her my girlfriend. 

I passionately kissed her and said no problem sweetie. We help hands off and on, I was a bit nervous, and she could tell. She told me not to worry, it'll grow on me and I'll get used to it. We went grocery shopping, she told me to get whatever I wanted. We got back to the house, put the groceries away, and she told me she wanted to make out with me. 

I asked her if she was sure about all of this in choosing me to replace what she didn't have when she broke up with her ex and all. She said I was the perfect replacement, she already knew me and everything about me, and I knew her very well too, plus she said I was the best kisser she ever had, and she loved my dick. She began stripping down to her bra and thong. She told me to strip down to my boxers, and I did. 

We went to the bed, she laid on top of me, purposely grinding her pussy on my cock as she was reaching down to kiss me. I told her my cock really likes her, she said good as she was slowly grinding my cock. It had been 20 minutes now, I told her I was about to cum if she didn't stop. She smiled and grinded a little harder. She asked me how what makes me cum more when I am cumming, I told her biting my neck and sucking my tongue. I told her I am about to cum, and then she started leaving hickies on my neck and sucking my tongue. 

I came so much not only did the cum soak through my boxers, but through her thong as well. After I was done cumming, she got up, smiled, and we went and watched a movie in the living room. My dick was still hard as she sat next to me. She paused the movie, and went to the bathroom, came back with baby oil. She told me to take off my boxers and lay down. 

I did just that as she jacked me off, making me cum yet again. She said I came a lot, and she was impressed I could cum that quickly again. My dick was still somewhat hard, but we finished the movie with me nekkid the rest of it. 

She told me she wanted me nude from now on when I am in the house, I said ok as she was passionately kissing me and rubbing my cock and balls. She knew how to get what she wanted. We ate a quick dinner and went to bed. Next morning she woke up. My dick was inside her pussy. 

I pulled off her thong and took off her bra while she was asleep. I was just finishing and cumming inside her as she was waking up. She looked down and saw my cock in her, saw my face and asked me if I was cumming inside her, I said yes. She said come here, and she began biting my neck and sucking my tongue as I pushed my cock balls deep in her pussy. 

I had left hickies on her neck and breasts while she was asleep too. We got up, she said come take a shower with her, and I did. We went out for breakfast. She told me she would also be nude in the house from now on and that I could fuck her or do anything I wanted with her anytime I wanted to. I kissed her passionately and rubbed her tits. 

She told me I could cum inside her pussy, ass, or mouth if she were to give me a blow job, and she said she will suck my dick anytime and she swallowed. I was free to cum on her face, tits, and stomach, anywhere I wanted. I fucked her 3 times that day, cumming inside her pussy each time. 

Next morning, she got up to go to work. She asked me to look at her computer to make it go faster cuz it was dragging. She gave me all her passwords to get into it and into her programs she uses like her outlook. I went back to sleep for a few more hours after she went to work. 

I eventually got up, went to look at her computer. I uninstalled unnecessary software, and optimized the boot up process, and ran virus scan, and removed malware from her computer too, and it was running like new. I went through her documents and pictures, and found a huge picture folder of her. There were literally thousands of pictures of her, clothed, with her ex's, friends, vacations, family pictures, and several of her nude, fucking her ex's, sucking them, a lot of pictures too. 

There was several pics of her with 3 guys, and another set of her with 5 guys. She didn't look too happy in some of them, but she was smoking hot.

I registered a domain name in her name, and made a website out of her pictures. I copied the pictures and movies she had made of her fucking, sucking dick, and masturbating over to my computer, I then made dvd backups and his them on my car and took a set over to a friend's house also. 

I uploaded the backup files to 5 separated file hosting sites also. I started dinner, she came home, we ate, watched TV, made out on the couch, went to bed, and fucked. I began to ask her sexual questions and about her sexual experiences with her ex's, like if she ever been in a threesome, or gang banged. She answered yes, her recent ex had basically raped her twice. Then she said technically it wasn't rape though because she never said no and she didn't' resist. 

She told me about how her ex had 3 friends come over and fuck her one night without telling her or asking her, she did resist a little at first. A few weeks later, he had 5 guys gang bang her she said. I asked her what she thought about it, and she said that wasn't' why she left him, and at the time she was pissed, but she got over it after they were done with her. 

She said she was extremely turned on beyond her control once it had started. She noticed my dick was hard, and she told me to not get any ideas about doing that to her. I kissed her and said to her as if you would stop me or resist much! She just said you are very bad with smile on her face. 

I asked her if another guy she cared about wanted to do that to her again, what would she do, and she kissed me and said she would let him. She said to not tell her about it though and to just do it. I told her I loved her, kissing her some more, and we went to sleep. 

Next several days, I laid around the house, watched TV, cleaned, did laundry, ate lunch with her each day, made sure dinner was ready each night she got off work, fucked, and slept. The next weekend, she told me she was OK with me not working and staying at home to basically take care of her. 

I had already gotten into the routine and was ok with that, and figured this was probably her plan all along. I asked her about me seeing other girls, and she said no. It was too risky, and I agreed with her. She got a call from a friend about her website I made of her. It was Saturday afternoon, she pulled it up on her laptop, and cussed me out for it. I told her I didn't post the videos at least because I didn't have the money for it really. 

She begged me to take it down, but I refused. She then asked me to blur her face and change the domain name at least, I also refused that. The site was getting nearly 50,000 hits a day. I pulled up the statistics, and she was sooo aroused, I could see it in her face. I went to google her name, and the site came up first in the search results. 

I started kissing her, and she kissed me back. I started taking pictures of her, and she smiled and worked with me for the pictures. I took hundreds of pictures of her all I could. She confessed to me that is like an ultimate turn on for her pics to be on the internet like that. I told her I would post her pics on several adult websites as we were fucking. 

I told her I wanted to get a hotel room next weekend for her and I and I needed her credit card. She asked why, I told her not to worry about it. She called a hotel and made the reservation herself for next Friday through Sunday morning. That week before, was pretty much same thing, she worked, I stayed home, ate lunch with her every day, had dinner ready every night, watched TV, fucked, took pictures, went to sleep. 

Wednesday though she asked me what I had planned for this hotel room while we were at lunch. I smiled, kissed her, and said not to worry about it. Friday night, we went to the hotel. I had arranged for 3 guys to come fuck her pretty much as soon as we got there. 

I had her strip down, and took all her clothes to the car. Went back to the room, guys showed up, I let them in. I setup the video camera, and was also taking pictures as they had there way with her. They all came inside her and left. We fell asleep shortly afterwards, woke up the next day, went out and got some breakfast. Went back to the room, had her strip down again, and 5 guys showed up and gang banged her. 

That afternoon, another 3 guys banged her, and that night was like 7 mexicans with her most of the night. They spent the night in the room taking turns with her. We all woke up about checkout time, she didn't' say anything much, just goodbye, kissed them all and thanked them for everything, and we all left. We went back home, got cleaned up, and went out for lunch. She gave me a credit card she had gotten in my name so I could use it for anything I wanted and she would pay the bill. 

She said now you can afford the extra bandwidth for the website. I kissed her and told her I will post all the videos today on it, and market her website. I also told her I was thinking about going through her email and sending some of her contacts the link to her website. She said noooo as her nipples got hard. I laughed and said don't worry I'll only pick a few, and I will email them from your email account also. She kissed me and said I love you so much. I told her good cuz I'm gonna spread you all over the internet. 

Next day she took an extended lunch break. We went and signed release agreements. She was giving me legal permission to do anything I wanted with her pics/videos. We got in her car, headed back to her work. On the way, she told me to not hold back and that this was the ultimate turn on for her. I kissed her and told her don't worry cuz I'm gonna turn you on more than you dreamed of. 

She said please do as we kissed and I was playing with her tits. I had her give me her bra before going back in to her office. Her shirt was semi see through, nipples poking through it easily. I was holding her bra in my hands so anyone could see as we got out, kissed, and I walked to my car, and went home. 

I took all her bras and curt them up and threw them all away. I took all her dress shirts for work, and removed the top 4 buttons on them also. When she got home, I took her shirt she was wearing and removed its top 4 buttons. Then I showed her the bras in the trash can, and I showed her shirts, telling her I wanted her braless from now on, and showing of her tits more. She kissed me and said anything you want. 

For the next 3 months, every other weekend, we got a hotel room and she was gang banged by random people. Her website was growing with all the pictures and videos I was making of her. We got a call from mom for us to both come home and visit. We did the next weekend, and our other 3 sisters were there too. Mom showed us the website of my sister and that I had registered the domain name and all. 

We confessed everything to her and our sisters. My mom said that was hot and she approved of everything. My sister and I were pleasantly surprised and we kissed. We spent the night there and slept together in her old room. 

Next morning, we woke up and our other 3 sisters were standing around our bed watching is. We were both nude, she was on top of me, my cock was inside her pussy, and we were uncovered. As my sister sat up, I moaned as it felt so good rubbing inside her pussy. 

She didn't get up and we asked out sisters what's up. They all just smiled and said nothing they just wanted to see us together. My sister smiled at me as she began riding my cock. I went along with it, sucked her tits, kissed her as she rode my cock good. My mom came into the room but we kept going. I felt someone's hands playing with my balls, and one of my sisters started playing with her tits as she rode me. 

I spread my legs and enjoyed it as I came inside her more than ever. My sister got off me, and I could see my mom was playing with my balls still. She began sucking my cock, and she fucked me. I was helpless to resist. The other sisters fucked me one after one, finally 2 of them sucked my cock and balls making me cum enough for them both to get a nice load in their mouths. We went downstairs, everyone was remaining nude now.

My sister offered for my other sisters to move in with her. She set the conditions of all nudity, unlimited sex, pictures and all, and they all agreed. They all moved in over the next week. Two of them got a job, the other one was to stay at home with me to help me clean, cook, do laundry, and to keep my company and fuck me while the others were at work.



My Sister, My Savior



This story required some time to develop the plot. It is not a fuck story, but sex does arrive late in the game. Sorry! All characters involved in sexual situations are over the age of 18.

Characters:Jim (James Phillip) Williams

Julie (Julia Ann) Martin (Jim's twin sister)

Amber Martin (Julie's 11yo daughter)

Dave (David) Martin (Julie's 8yo son)

Charles Williams (Jim's and Julie's father)

Beverly Williams (Jim's and Julie's mother)

Eddy Martin (Julie's errant husband)

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Plot:Jim and Julie have always been very close siblings. Eddy tricked Julie into pregnancy and marriage. He has been a total waste as a husband, making Julie's life a living Hell. Amber and Dave are great kids, in spite of their father's behaviors. Eddy has been drinking in increasing amounts over the years, and has threatened Julie with bodily harm. Jim has just finished twelve years in the military, but no one in his family knows his history there.

I was in the process of mustering out of the United States Marine Corp, looking forward to a civilian life at last. My enlistment at eighteen was only partly planned, and also spur of the moment. I'd spent little time as a marine. I was one of a group of 32 that showed great promise in basic training, and had been inducted into clandestine operations for the CIA. I ended up partnered with another guy, Bill Newsom, a farm boy from Iowa. We became immediate solid friends, a fact that served us well in the coming years. I'll talk more of this later.

The spur of the moment for my enlistment was Julie's fuck up in letting Eddy Martin, a misfit if there ever was one, impregnate her. I was stunned and depressed. I had long loved, adored and respected her, and held a tight secret. I secretly wanted to marry her and raise a family. That was not an easy task in our family. I had occasionally kissed her ruby lips falling more in love each time. She never complained, even seeming to be a part of it as time went on.

Our parents were quite religious, not fanatics, but intent on raising their two children as God fearing Christians. Julie and I tried, but we had similar attitudes. We believed in God, wanted to follow his precepts, but also wanted to savor some of the 'forbidden fruits' offered by life. We were not terrors, but we both sampled alcohol in eighth grade and throughout high school, but neither of us ever became drunk until that night. I cautioned Julie to watch herself. She was such a pretty and trusting young lady, I did not want her to get high and let some guy take her virginity. (Secretly, I wanted to be the one!). 

She met Eddy, and he seemed to win her over very quickly. I was so involved in participating in math contests over the country that I was not around to police things. One night shortly after they met, Eddy took her to an adult party. He convinced her to drink vodka and Seven Up, promising to keep her safe. Instead, he led her to a bedroom and seduced her young intoxicated self. When she awoke and found what had occurred, she was much too ashamed to go home. She had Eddy drop her at a friend's house, where she hid out for a couple of days. She called our parents, told them she had gone to a neighboring town with the friend, and apologized for not calling earlier. She went home that day, planning to forget the event. She spurned Eddy's calls, not giving him the chance to repeat his actions.

Six weeks later, Julie was horrified to find she was over due for her period for a second time. She called her friend, and wept her heart out. She spent a week with the friend, worrying whether she was pregnant or just late. The next period also did not appear. DAMN! She thought, I AM pregnant! She was at a loss for a plan. She feared our parents would kick her out. A pregnancy test indicated 'positive'; she was carrying a fetus! Her friend confided to a couple of other girls, and one let Eddy know. He was ecstatic. Here was a chance to marry a beautiful babe and get close to her family, since he thought they were wealthy. He talked Julie into marrying him since she was eighteen years old. In her befuddled mind, she figured that was the only option available. They had no honeymoon, as Eddy was practically broke, so they stayed with his stepmother for a few days. Julie told our parents that she attended a band contest in the next state so they were not suspicious. Then, Eddy talked her into telling them of her 'condition'. He insisted she go alone. He wanted her to get some money from them so they could get an apartment. She declined, figuring that would make a sorry situation worse.

Julie went home and prepared to reveal the truth. She looked like a disaster when she walked in and went to her mother. 

"Julie! What's wrong?" her mother gasped. Julie collapsed in a river of tears, sobs, spasms. She was still in this mode when our father walked in. He joined them, also wondering what was going on. He steered them to the couch, and retrieved a towel for her tears. Finally, she settled enough to speak. She went through every detail of her evening, the act, and her actions in the following days. She then revealed her recent marriage. Our mother dropped her face into her hands. Dad just stared, trying to process this information. Mom raised her head and wailed, 

"Our baby! What'll we do?" She never took crises as well as Dad. He cleared his throat and spoke. 

"Well, we can't undo what has occurred. Let's take some time to reflect on this, then plan what we'll do".

Julie had collapsed again, sobbing even more. Our parents went to her and enveloped her in their arms. The future would certainly be different than they had thought! Julie spent the night there. She begged Eddy to come get her the next evening in order to meet our parents. About an hour before he was due, I arrived home. Seeing my favorite sister there raised my spirits, then I saw her face. She turned and ran upstairs, crying. I was mystified, standing there holding my bag and staring up the staircase. Mom took me to the family room and described the sad story. I was so much in shock. My little Julie, her virginity stolen and her womb impregnated by a creep I knew to be an asshole jerk. Over the years, we were to learn just how much an asshole he could be. 

A little later, the doorbell rang, and Mom opened the door to see a real loser standing there. She introduced herself, then stood aside for him to enter. Dad also introduced himself. I walked out of the kitchen as Eddy turned to me. 

"Well!" he began "I see sissy Bro is here to defend little sis's honor! Sorry, pal, I got her before you could, and I made her into a real woman. And if you get to be a problem, I'll kick your ass good!". 

I knew he stood no chance, but I would certainly give him the opportunity to try.

Dad calmed the atmosphere, inviting us all into the family room. Mom had gone up to get Julie, and they walked in. Julie, out of habit, moved to sit next to me, but Eddy grabbed her wrist, making her wince. 

"Oh no you don't! You're my woman now, you sit here with me!" 

He threw her to the love seat, then dropped next to her. He put an arm about her shoulders and sneered at the rest of us. I seethed. I wanted to kill the son of a bitch. 

"This is how it's gonna be!" he snarled. "Pops, you and the Mrs. are gonna provide us the money to get a little apartment I saw today! If you don't, you'll never see your honey again!"

Dad looked at him with a steady gaze that I had long ago learned was his precursor to making somebody sorry they had spoken. 

"Eddy, you'll not get a dime from us. We'll not abandon our daughter, but any funds we provide will go to her. I can get a restraining order that will prevent you from getting access to her and the child. And as for keeping us from her, I am very familiar with the kidnapping laws, and we will rake your sorry ass over the coals!" 

I knew he could and would, and I also think Eddy was beginning to squirm.

Dad continued, "And if you raise a hand against her, my good friend, Chief of Police Micheals will be on you in a moment!" Eddy was silent. Dad must have surprised him. Eddy looked at Julie and ordered her to leave with him. As she stood, both Dad and I stood. Eddy's eyes flashed. 

"Don't worry, guys, she's safe with me!", then grabbed her wrist and dragged her to the car. We all stood on the porch and felt agony for our little girl. They roared away, then we went to the kitchen. While Mom brewed coffee, Dad and I sat at the table. Dad looked at me. 

"Son, what did the jerk mean when he said he got her before you could?" I inspected the table for a bit, then raised my head.

"Dad, Julie and I have always been so close. I have worshipped her for as long as I can remember. I feel she is a part of me, not a separate person. What I'm about to say may anger you so much I may sleep under the stars tonight. I've long fantasized of being with her forever. Marry her, raise a family, be gloriously happy. I made the mistake of revealing a small part of this to Dan Evans, swearing him to secrecy. Well, I found he couldn't keep a secret, and told his then girlfriend. She mentioned it to Eddy's girl friend, and of course she told Eddy. I don't think many other people know it. I know all that goes against your religious principles, but I could not avoid it. I did not wake up one morning and decide to fall deeply in love with my precious sister. It just grew over time. That's all I have to say."

Dad also studied the table for a while, then took a sip of his coffee. I glanced at Mom. She was studying his face.

Finally, he raised his eyes to mine. I saw a tear form in each eye. That surprised me. He did not seem about to kill me, yet. Finally, he spoke. 

"Son, by all that I believe, I should be so angry with you that I feel like destroying you! But I cannot. For one, you apparently made no move to commit the sin of incest with your sister. For another, I have become aware how much you adore her, and she you. I would have been less surprised if it were you and Julie telling us you had gotten married, and she was carrying your child." Mom gasped. I spoke, my voice firm.

"Dad, I'd have never approached Julie for sex! I love her way too much! However, if she'd approached me in that manner, I can't guarantee that I would've acted responsibly. I was serious about wanting to marry her; I love her so very much!" Now it was my turn to grow tears.

Dad raised his head. I was dreading his next words. After all, I had admitted to lusting after his little girl, and wanting to steal her away. 

"There's another reason I can't feel the least bit angry." He now had the tears. Some family! 

"The reason I cannot is that when I was your age, I felt about my sister, your Aunt Betty, as you do about our Julie." Mom gasped again. He continued.

"My sister was the most important person in my life until I met your mother and fell deeply in love".

"Charles!" Mom shouted, "I didn't know this! Why didn't you tell me? Why keep a secret?" Dad looked at her, the tears now slipping down his cheeks. 

"I loved you too much to reveal something that could never be; let a sleeping dog lie". Mom jumped into his lap and kissed him. I rose, letting them have their time, and went to bed. My mind and body were dead. I lay awake for hours, tumbling thoughts torturing my mind. I had lost my only reason for happiness; never again would I smile. I could see Julie's smiling face and laughing charm. I cried for a long time, then slipped into uneasy sleep.

The next day was our HS graduation ceremony. I attended; Julie did not. My heart was crushed even more. I spoke to a few of her friends. They all knew of the wedding and pregnancy, and shared their grief with me. Julie's best friend, Alice Moore, took me aside. 

"Jimmy, I've been around Julie a lot for twelve years. I know her as well as anyone except possibly you. I've long suspected you two were more than siblings. Guess I'm surprised she gave up in a weak moment. I know she wanted you to be her first. Maybe the second and last and all in between! She really loves you!".

The dam broke; my tears and sobs rolled out. Alice grabbed me in a big hug, squeezed tightly, and held me as I cried it out. I gulped and apologized for doing that. Alice rubbed my shoulders and let me know she expected something like that, given my adoration for my sister.

We didn't see Julie often; a few visits, short and contrite. I was suffering. I lost my appetite and twenty pounds. Mom was concerned. We had many talks, and she became aware of just how much Julie meant to me. She finally convinced me to find an outlet; I had decided against college, my mind would not focus.

Finally, on July 4, I attended the town parade, and was drawn to the Marines marching in dress uniforms, rifles at their shoulders, their demeanor so promising of doing their all to protect their country. I dwelled on this then made a decision. I went to the recruiting station and enlisted. At supper that evening I told my parents. They looked sad, then stated they understood. I left two days later for Camp LeJeune, North Carolina.

Basic training should have been tough, but I was well prepared for the rigors, thanks to football and track. I was the only recruit in my platoon that could run over ten miles with full gear. I made twenty miles, with the first ten being over four minutes faster than anyone ever had. I was sort of a hero for a while. We were formed into units of ten and given orders. No leaders were appointed; we were on our own. Due to my past as football captain, and leader in church groups, I was a natural. I sort of took over, and no one complained. That fact was a positive later on.

In basic, I met a farm boy from Iowa. Bill Newsom was a quiet man, packed with muscle and energy, and assumed the attitude of a poorly educated hick. We fell into a friendship that continues still. I soon learned he was anything other than his assumed role. We helped each other over the rough spots, made light of many things and 'graduated' together.

A week before basic was completed, Bill and I and 30 others were assembled and given orders that we had qualified for a secret program. We were to be assigned to the CIA, and perform 'tasks' for them. We both were thrilled; we wanted something out of the ordinary. After basic, we were separated from the brigade and shipped to a secret camp in Virginia. There we were assigned our roles. Bill and I had shown we could work well together so were offered the chance to be a team. The job? We would be trained in Black Ops. That meant being 'injected' into an unfriendly country and creating mayhem. This might involve explosives, electronic surveillance, but the primary task was to assassinate military and political leaders. For this, we were to utilize the new .50 caliber, semi-automatic sniper rifle.

We were given a last chance to call family, then a shield would fall over us. Our families would be kept current on our health, but no information given on our roles, location, or activities. I called the folks on a Sunday, when I was sure they would be home.

Sure enough, Mom answered the telephone. 

"Hi Beautiful!" I announced. 

"Jim!" she shrieked, "When can we see you?"

My heart fell. "Well, it's like this. I am well and raring to go. They have assigned us to a special task that is quite secret. You may not hear from me again for a spell, but they'll will keep you informed of my well-being." I heard her gasp. 

"When will we see you, Son?" I heard Dad ask her the question.

"Mom, I have no idea. Just know that I will be there as soon as I can. Please have faith, and pray for me!"

Dad spoke, "Jim, we understand your situation, and we'll pray every day. Be assured we'll be here when you can return."

There was a small silence. "Dad" I asked, "How is Julie?" I was afraid to hear the answer. My ears roared.

"Well, Son" he began. My insides were in turmoil. 

"She's making the best of it. You know how special she is about making pigs' ears into silk purses! She makes it over here nearly every week, and we do have a good time. We did give them some money for an apartment. And she talked Eddy into getting a job. I've no idea how often he goes to work. He's drinking some, but it's not yet a problem. Julie is getting round in the midsection. Her ob/gyn says she and the little one are doing fine. She asks what we have heard from you. Eddy has forbidden her to try to contact you in any way. She has let us know how she loves and adores you, and asked us to apologize for her mistakes. She needs you, Son." My voice was choking up. 

"Thanks Dad. I love you and Mom. And please tell Julie I'll always love her, no matter what".

"I'll certainly do that. We all love you, too. Bye for now, Jim"

I hung up and sank to the floor sobbing as a child. Bill was there, and grabbed me and steered me to a chair. He held me until I got myself together. 

"Life's so unfair!" he drawled.

After that, we were too busy to think of much else. We had a lot of body building work, running, time on the shooting range. I had regained the weight I lost at home, but now it was muscle. We also were deeply into martial arts. Not the kind to defeat an opponent on the floor. No, we were taught how to disarm, disable and overcome a person...then kill them. Bill and I both achieved high grades in that.

Turns out I had the superior abilities on the range. I was commended for my rifle accuracy, especially when we were assigned the sniper weapon. My marksmanship was substantially ahead of any one else. Bill, on the other hand, had superior vision. That set our assignments; I as sniper, Bill as spotter. I was concerned he might feel put out, but he let me know he was not keen on shooting strangers, so was happy to tell me where they were so I could kill them.

After training, we were shipped to another base. We flew in at night, and had no idea where we were. There were eight sniper-spotter teams of the original sixteen. We had some further training, but nothing like Virginia. We did have a lot of shooting time, then went into the field for our final training. Our assignment was twofold; find and terminate the target, but even more importantly, avoid detection. Bill and I were caught the first three times in training, the third only because both observers were very well trained. After that, we got away Scot free. We later learned the observers had money on us; anyone who blew our cover got the pot. It grew to over $5,000, but no one took it. It was donated to the Marine children whose fathers fell in duty. Bill and I knew we were good, but we were able to prevent over confidence. In our business, that was sure death.

After we finished this training, we were supposed to get leave, but we and two other teams were picked to carry out our first assignment. We flew to SE Asia, and landed in the Philippines. Two days later we choppered into god knows where, and were dropped to begin earning our keep. Bill and I were given the assignment of taking out the five top military officers of the country; we had no idea where we were. I won't go into all the details, but with intelligence we were given, and our wiles, we completed the task. We had one experience that solidified our reputation.

We had killed two of the leaders without incident. Then, intel was received that the other three were to attend a meeting. Bill and I spent two weeks getting into position. On the second day, Bill identified the three, leaving a meeting. They were standing near their car, smoking and talking. I factored in the distance and wind estimate. I loaded the weapon and aimed through the scope.

This weapon has an effective range of 2,500 yards. That means that up to about 1 1/2 miles the bullet can strike a target the size of a human head, provided all variables have been correctly measured. I settled myself, lay the cross hairs on the farthest left target, and squeezed. I immediately swung to the center, aimed, squeezed. One more time and we were ready to go home. As soon as the third round left the barrel, we began crawling out. Two days later, we were at the prearranged drop site, and were hoisted into the copter.




My Sister, My Savior



After we reached base, and had slept and showered, we went to the galley to eat. 

As we waited Bill said "Now that we are out of danger, let me tell you about that last shoot. Just as you squeezed off the third shot, the guy on the left lost his head; it exploded like a pumpkin, then two and three followed suit. No one knew we were there until after you fired the last round. We're awesome, Dude!" I agreed.

After that, the jobs came and went. Bill kept a running log of our kills, since he saw them all. We had a couple of close calls, but just as in training, our cover held. Maybe someone was watching over us after all.

After three years, our enlistments were up. We were given two weeks' leave, and another week to decide whether to re-up. We bid goodbye, and I hopped a military flight to the local airport at home. I had not let anyone know I was on my way. At the airport, I boarded a bus that would take me downtown. Home was three miles beyond that. I would walk. As I approached the house, my duffel bag on my shoulder, I stopped and looked over the place. Three years had had little impact. I climbed to the porch and knocked. I heard a rustle inside, then Mom opened the screen door. She squinted into the sun behind me, not able to see well. 

"Can I help you?" she inquired. I smiled. 

"Sure, Mom, how about meat loaf tonight?" She paused, then a shriek. 

"JIMMY!" she cried. She had never called me that. I picked her up and kissed her full on the mouth. Just then Dad appeared behind her and he shouted my name. Now we were all hugging and dancing on the porch. After a while, we stopped and they invited me inside. Mom looked at me. 

"Why did you knock, Son?" she asked. 

"Well, Mom, I don't live here now, so felt I should mind my manners". She hugged me again. 

"You'll always live here!"

They both mentioned how much I had changed. I reflected on that; two inches taller, maybe 35 pounds heavier, and in great shape. I smiled. Mom had no meat loaf, so Dad took us out to eat.

At dinner, they wanted to know what I had been up to. I begrudgingly admitted I could not tell them. Mom asked if I had been in any danger. I scoffed, telling her we were at peace, where is the danger. She beamed at me. We had a great time.

Later at their house, I cautiously inquired about Julie. I found that Julie had had a daughter Amber, now almost three. They were both 'okay', which left more questions than it answered. Dad looked glum. He said Eddy was still drinking a lot, they were practically in poverty, but they were helping as much as Eddy would allow. He did not allow Julie and Amber to visit as often as they would like, but they did not rock the boat. I was appalled that my little Princess was so trapped. I asked no more questions, except if they thought Julie could come over while I was there. They looked at each other, then at me, and stated they were reluctant to call. So I did.

Thankfully, Julie answered. When I spoke, there was a pause, then she cried out.

"Jimmy! Where are you?" I answered at home, and asked if she could visit the next day. Another pause, then she whimpered that Eddy may not let her. I replied, then I would pick her up. Another pause. 

"Maybe" she replied. "Call in the morning."

"I love you Julie, always have, always will!" She gasped. I asked if he was there, and she whispered yes. We hung up.

I slept little that night, in turmoil over my sister's plight. I didn't like it one bit. Next morning, I took Mom's car to Julie's. She answered the door, but held back. I greeted her, then asked if he was there. She nodded affirmatively. I asked if she would come with me. Suddenly, the door was yanked from her grip. Shithead stood there, glaring at me through an alcohol haze. 

"Whadda you doin' here? He slurred. He opened the screen and started to step out. He stopped, gazing at me. Suddenly I knew I had him. No way he was going to tangle with a Marine, especially one my size. He stepped back inside and I followed. 

"Eddy, Julie and Amber are coming with me to visit our folks. She will be home by 9pm. If you aren't cool with that, let's discuss it outside." He glared at me, then turned and left the room. Julie looked very intimidated. I told her we were leaving, to get Amber and anything she needed and follow me. She did. 

As she walked out, shit head yelled "Nine o'clock, no later!" I walked Julie to the car, then returned to the house. He was standing in the hallway. 

"Eddy" I began, "If I hear you have punished Julie in any way for this, I'll literally tear you apart, or if I'm not here, I know people who can". He sneered, but walked away.

Julie was silent on the way. Little Amber sat in her car seat silently. I could see both had been intimidated by turd-face.

The visit was stilted. Julie had little to say to me. Amber just watched me. I tried speaking to her, encouraging her to come to me. She looked at Mommy, who nodded, then she slowly walked over. She would not climb onto my lap, but stood near me, pulling on her little dress. 

"Amber, I am your Uncle Jim. I have been gone a long time. Can we be friends?" 

She just stared. God, I thought, he really has them frightened. Mom fixed dinner as Julie and I chatted at the table. Julie slowly warmed up. She even smiled a couple of times. I wanted to hug her; Hell, I wanted to sweep her into my arms and kiss that juicy mouth. Whoa! I thought. We are in a minefield here and I definitely did not want to cause her any trouble. After dinner Julie helped Mom with dishes. I offered, but Julie declined. Near nine o'clock, Julie said she must be going. She asked Dad to drive her home. I was so disappointed. She gave me a small smile as she left. I had another night of tossing and turning. I was really bummed.

I could not see her the rest of my leave. I left with a heavy heart; I probably should have stayed on base.

Bill and I conferred on reenlistment. Neither really had a reason not to, and the sign-up bonus of $20,000 was a lure. So we found ourselves still in the Marines/CIA. Life went on.

After three more years, there was a national crisis, so we again signed up. Three years later, the act was repeated. Then, after twelve years doing what we did so well, we decided to scrap it and be civilians. Bill and I went to Vegas and had a grand time. Neither of us drank much, so it was sober fun. One time, as we were sitting in front of the Mirage, watching the volcano and passing women, he turned to me.

"Buddy, I have something to say. In twelve years, you have never asked me our score!" 

I replied "Score?" 

"Yep, our number of kills! We, you, have killed 248 people with that damned rifle!" I looked shocked. 

"In addition, you killed 17 more with your hands!" I slumped in disgust. 

"I would have never thought it was so many." Dad would probably think I would spend eternity in hell for those sins. 

"Perk up, Buddy, think how many lives we saved taking out those jerks!" I did perk up. 

"You're right!" I smiled. "I know we caused several monster regimes to fall!" I never again felt sorry for our actions.

Before we left for home, Bill and I formed a permanent bond to always keep in touch. He had been my best friend for all those years.

This time, I had to utilize a commercial flight to get home. I was in civilian clothes, and garnered no interest in the crowds. I'd called Dad; he and Mom picked me up and we went home. Mom asked if I cared to live there. I replied, for a little while but I must get on with my life.

The next day, I asked them both to talk about Julie. Their faces saddened. I felt a lump in my stomach. I never knew Julie had a son, after my only visit home. Dad told me Eddy was drinking very hard. Julie had received some beatings, but not to the point of serious injury. Eddy kept jobs for a few weeks or months, but was usually unemployed. They lived in squalor. The folks helped as they could, but Eddy still refused most of it. I was so sad. I had to do something!

I looked up Julie's friend Alice, now married with three children of her own. I invited her to lunch, and she gladly accepted. We small talked, then Alice mentioned she knew why I wanted to see her. She proceeded to tell me that Julie felt her quandray as all her fault, that she had erred so she must pay the price. She certainly did not love shit for brains, but stayed with him because she had no alternative. No alternative? Not at home with the folks? Alice stated Julie was afraid to live with them because of the extent of her sins. I asked if Alice thought Julie would come to me. She thought a while, then said she wasn't sure. Julie had changed a lot, and was very secretive. I thanked her, then walked through the park forming a plan.

The next day was Saturday and Dad was home. I invited him and Mom to the deck, and told them my plan. They were appalled, and warned me to consider alternatives. I was not feeling good about this.

My high school friend Will Davis was now Chief of Police, and his brother a well-respected attorney. I invited them to lunch and described my problem. They both knew of my deep feeling for Julie, and of her situation. They offered suggestions to reduce the risk and to increase the chances of success. I was now ready.

I bought a used car to avoid detection, and staked out Julie's home. I arrived at 8am; about 2pm, Eddy and two buddies left in his car. All three were drunk. I waited a bit, then knocked on the door. It slowly opened. Julie peeked out, then gasped. I blocked the door and asked if I could come in. She stated Eddy would kill me if I went in. I pushed open the door and stepped in. I looked at her and told her I was taking her away. She looked shocked as hell. 

"I can't!" she cried. 

"Yes you can, and will. Get everything you need. Where are the children?" 

She hesitated. "At the movie with a neighbor". 

"Get your stuff!" I ordered. She stared at me then went into the bedroom. 

"I don't have many clothes" she stated. 

"Bring only the best stuff, I'll buy you more!" 

She walked out with a small suitcase and a plastic bag with the children's clothes and toys. There was very little. I walked her to the car, helped her in, put the goods into the trunk, and we left for the theater. Julie said the movie was to run for another 45 minutes. We waited in the lobby and approached the neighbor as she walked out. I expected some problem, but as soon as Julie explained things, she handed over the children. She looked at me. 

"God, I'm so glad you're doing this, Julie has been in trouble for a long time!" 

We hurried to our parents' house. Amber and David heard Julie explain who I was, and what we were doing, so said nothing. Mom fixed Julie's favorite dinner, and after, Julie was beginning to relax a bit. I asked her to the Family Room for a conference, along with our parents. I began.

"Julie, we need to think about your future. I realize I practically kidnapped you and the kids, but I felt that as your brother, I just had to act! Now that we're calm, how do you feel about it?"

She smiled and began, "I can't fault you for the steps you took. I only hope we can stay out of his clutches for good. I deeply appreciate you being so concerned. I have to think about our future; we can't stay here forever."

I began forming a plan, but needed to finalize it before I revealed it to her. The kids were warming up to me, especially when I mentioned going out for ice cream. All six of us went, and all enjoyed it. It seemed as if we were teens again, except for the two newest members. When we returned home, Amber and David insisted I accompany their mother to tuck them in! I guess a little ice cream works wonders.

The next day Mom and Julie went shopping for clothes and other items for Julie and her children, my treat. I babysat, and since Dad was home I asked to speak with him. He figured this was important so we retired to the deck, watching Amber and David play in the yard. A thought occurred to me; maybe their Uncle Jim should invest in a swing set and other yard toys. They had never had them.

"Dad" I began, "I heard Julie talk about living arrangements, that she couldn't stay here too long. I have a half-baked plan to help us all. I've been wanting to buy a house for myself, I can certainly afford it. Julie and her children could live there rent-free as long as they want. I've not expressed this to Julie yet, but what do you think of this?"

Dad pondered a bit, then replied, "Well, after hearing you describe your feeling for your sister, and knowing the circumstances now, I can't fault your scheme. Do you want to tell Julie and your mom soon?"

"Yes Dad, maybe after the little ones are put down for the night. It's important that you be there, too. Julie must hear both parents' inputs."

Dad and I spent the rest of the time chatting about things, and enjoying the kids at play.

When the ladies returned, Julie noted my expression, and knew I wanted to speak with her. She asked me about it, and I begged off till later. She watched me closely at dinner, and Mom picked up on it too. The evening was a bit tense, but finally the adults were alone. I made hot chocolate and suggested we retire to the deck. After we settled and began sipping the drinks, I spoke.

"Julie, Mom, I have been thinking of an idea to settle the issue of our living arrangements. I have been thinking of buying a house. Now that things have changed and started to settle a bit I propose that Julie and her offspring live with me. There would be no expense for her, especially since there is little chance for child support from that ..."

"James", Mom snapped. I was nearing trouble; the formal name she called me was an indication that she would allow no swearing! I smiled and continued.

"That no-good has nothing to his name, so I'm proposing to support Julie's family from now on. She owes me nothing, so it should be a comfortable arrangement for her."

I sat back and awaited responses. They were all deep in thought for a while; the silence continued for almost a minute. Finally, Mom looked at Julie, then at me.

"Knowing the feeling between you two, what is to make me believe you can behave yourselves ...you know, stay out of trouble. You'll be alone every night, and after the children go to bed, there'll be no one there to monitor you!"

I smiled, so did Dad! Julie looked at our Mother pensively, a small frown on her face.

"Mother (uh oh! Another formality!) I do believe your son and daughter can handle themselves quite well alone. We certainly do not require a baby sitter! If my wonderful brother wants to care for me and mine so be it!" She looked at me.

"Darling Brother I'm overwhelmed by your offer. My children and I'd love to live with you in your new house! I look forward to living in a decent house with nice furniture. I'll clean, cook, and do other wifely duties as necessary!"

"JULIA!" Mother announced, "Have you gone mad? What makes you even think about this wife stuff? Jim IS your brother, or did you conveniently forget that? You know my feelings on such matters!" Julie smiled, but there was a bit of rebelliousness in that expression.

"Mother, I'm aware of everything you mentioned. I'm also aware of your religious ideals, feelings, and prejudices!"

"I am NOT PREJUDICED!" our mother shouted.

"Mother, you're prejudiced based on your personal feelings. Jim and I have been exposed to you enough that we know what is going on!"

"I'm concerned about what is going to be going on between your brother and you when you are alone!" Mom stated. "I know you two are more rebellious than I ever wanted. I'm not accusing you, but I know what can happen behind closed doors between a man and a woman!" Julie was getting a red facial hue.

"Mother, you are right. It will be behind closed doors. Jim and I are way past being adults, both in age and maturity. You needn't be concerned at all. We'll make sure no hanky-panky is going on when you visit. Other than that, you can relax!"

Our mother had been standing for the past five minutes. Now she wore a very frustrated expression, and her face indicated she was beginning to lose her patience. Dad noted this, and put his hand on her back, easing her toward the stairs. He looked back at us.

"I think we oldsters should go to bed. You two can stay here and talk, if you wish. See you in the morning."

They disappeared with no further discussion. Julie and I looked after them for a bit. She turned to me.

"Sorry if I got a bit involved there. I've long been frustrated by her over bearing attitude and she isn't going to run our lives now!" I smiled at her. "And just what are you grinning about, Mr. Williams?"

I smiled wider and remarked, "I didn't know you still had some fight left in you after living with Mr. Asshole so long!"

She smiled, "I guess I do. But after your very generous offer I wasn't going to let her wedge her way between us! This may be my last chance for happiness, at least for a long while. I've no idea what your plans are, but I can adjust to about anything after my former life!"

I stepped to her and wrapped my arms about her. She did the same. We stood there for a long moment, hugging and re-establishing a long-lost relationship. She squeezed tighter to me.

"I wasn't too surprised at hearing your description of your feelings for me. I have felt the same for a long time. I guess we'll have to try your arrangement, and see what happens. I'm not concerned about what may happen, just let nature take its course!" She slipped her head onto my shoulder. We repaired to our individual beds. I slept little, going over the evening's events.

The next morning I was first to rise, followed by Amber and David, then Julie. I was half way through preparing a breakfast of scrambled eggs, sausage, orange juice, coffee and pancakes. Just as I was serving, the parental units arrived. Dad greeted us, but Mom was quiet. They sat down to coffee as I began preparing more food. Dad and Julie carried on a spirited discussion but Mom remained silent. That was unusual! Suddenly, Amber spoke up.

"Uncle Jim, you sure fix a great breakfast. We didn't get to eat this much at home! Mom, are we really going to live with Uncle Jim in his new house? Are we gonna go to a new school? Are you going to marry Uncle Jim?" Julie's face showed her shock. Before she spoke, Mom piped up.

"I suppose you hit the nail on the head, Granddaughter! Lord knows I tried to raise your mother and uncle better than that! I don't know how I'll face my friends, especially at church!" She glanced at Julie, who did not show any anger at the response from Mom.

"Mother, your children's lives are no more the business of your so-called friends than of yours. I guess you will just deal with it. Amber, you ask too many questions, but I have encouraged you to do so. Uncle Jim and I have no plans beyond sharing a home." She smiled at her daughter, and received one in kind. After that, the table conversation slipped into more mundane subjects. Both children did climb on my lap to deliver 'thank you' kisses for the meal.

After Julie and I were left alone at the table, she turned to me.

"Just how do you plan to go about this house thing?"

"Why, just as any couple would! We decide what we want, go shopping, choose one, pay the piper, then move in." Her eyes widened.

"You expect me to be a part of the decision process?"

"Of course, after all, you'll be living there, too!"

She blushed and looked into her plate. She excused herself to clean up and get dressed. I cleared the table and cooking area, put things in the dishwasher, and started it. I then went to my room, and showered, working around Julie and hers. I then booted my computer and logged onto local realtors' listings, just to get an idea of availability and price. I left it on and went downstairs. Julie was in the family room watching TV, the kids playing on the floor. I sat next to her.




My Sister, My Savior



"What do you think you would prefer in a house?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, one or two story? Brick or frame? Basement? Garage? Location?" She trembled.

"I have no money, nor anything else of value. Why should I have a say?"

"Because, Sweet One, I have all the money we will need. I laid back a lot in the service, and selected some profitable investments. I do want a long-term relationship with you. That means you must be a full partner in decisions." She smiled.

"Two story, brick, full basement, two or three car attached garage, great school district!" I laughed out loud.

"Wow! That was fast!"

"I have been considering it since you mentioned the idea!"

I kissed her cheek. Amber was watching, a pretty smile beaming.

"Look, David, I might just be right!" Julie blushed again. David looked up at his sister.

"Does that mean we will have a daddy again?" Julie gasped.

Amber answered, "I think we better save that till we move in!" Kids!

Over the next few weeks, we retained a realtor, described our wants, and turned her loose. The first few suggestions from her were not adequate, but she gained a better idea of what we wanted. After another two weeks, she chose an array of possibilities. We visited several, giving both us and the realtor, a better idea of potential homes for our specifications. Another two weeks were unproductive, then we hit pay dirt.

It was a two-story brick-to-the-eaves beauty with four bedrooms, two and a half baths, triple attached garage, and a full walkout basement. The basement was finished. The house sat on twenty acres, and abutted a state park wilderness. A creek meandered through about 200 yards from our property line. Everything looked just right! The sellers had retired and moved, and the house had been on the market over two years. We discussed an offer, and the realtor went to work.

Two weeks later, we were proud owners of our dream house at reasonable financing. Julie's name was listed as co-owner, despite her misgivings. I explained that if anything happened to me, she would automatically become the sole owner. She finally relented.

We invited our parents to visit even before we had furniture. Dad was exuberant, Mom more reserved. After, I took everyone to dinner. Pizza, of course!

Julie and I took the kids furniture shopping so they could choose their room furnishings. We also received some unsolicited advice from them on other items.

Finally, the house was ready for occupancy. I rented a small truck to carry our meager belongings, and the furniture store delivered everything new. Julie was adamant about furniture placement, so I went to the garage and let her direct the deliverymen. Later, we hit a grocery, again with the youngsters in attendance. At nearly midnight all was ready, except the beds were not made, no bath items were arranged, and it was too late to locate everything. We returned to our parents' place for the last night of residence there.

The next day, after another of my famous breakfasts, we four entered our new abode as genuine occupants. We set about getting everything in its place, with Amber and David doing their rooms. After everything was in place, the kids went exploring out back. Julie looked at me. I took her in my arms and kissed her passionately. She leaned back with a bit of a shocked expression. I looked her directly in the eyes.

"Honey, we now have our own home, your children are happy, and I propose we have a wine dinner tonight!"

"And just what is a wine dinner?"

"Your favorite food, whatever that is, and enough complementary wine to relax us!" She glared at me.

"Not too relaxed, Buster! Remember what Mom said. I have to keep up my guard! I can't let just any man have his way!" I smirked at her.

"This isn't just any man, My Love. You know how I've lusted for you for more than a dozen years. I do intend to take your virginity after the meal!"

"My virginity? You know that went away long ago! What makes you think you can just force yourself on me?"

"No force, Sweet One, just my exalted skill as a lover. And of course a bit of wine to pave the way. You know this'll be my first time with you, so it'll be a cherry, of sorts." She laughed and squeezed me.

"I guess that's as good an offer as I might expect!" She kissed me deeply, and indicated she had a new dress just for the occasion.

That night, we enjoyed a catered dinner, with everything perfect. We ate in the dining room, the children in the kitchen for the benefit of separation. We enjoyed two movies, one for the youngsters, the next for us. The kids went to play while we enjoyed ours.

After they were in bed, Julie and I sat in the family room, softly talking and kissing. We discussed our feelings and decided this was what we both wanted and needed. After all was quiet we repaired to our bedroom.

After I closed the door I approached Julie and again kissed her. I unzipped her dress and let it slide to the floor. She stood before me wearing only black thigh-high stockings and matching heels. I was mesmerized.

"You like?" she smiled.

"God, what I am feeling is so far beyond 'like' I can't describe it!" She kissed me and squeezed me tightly.

She asked, "Shall I remove everything else?"

"No, I have always wanted to make love to a woman in only heels and stockings! Let's be just a tiny bit slutty tonight!"

She undressed me completely, and we again embraced and kissed. I picked her up in my arms and lay her on the bed. She caressed my cock, and let me know we would be reaching unexplored areas in her. I let the implications ride.

We kissed passionately, and caressed and explored each other. We had never had, nor taken the opportunity to explore. We were both becoming very aroused. As she stroked my back and cock I kissed, licked and sucked her forehead, eyes, cheeks, and mouth. I kissed and licked her neck, collarbone, upper arms. I slowly caressed her breasts and nipples, then attacked them with my mouth. I spent a few minutes making up for lost time by sucking and biting her nipples as she moaned and gasped.

I kissed down her beautiful belly, and dwelled at her pretty navel. She giggled as I licked that dimpled area. My tongue then meandered further south until I encountered her hairline. Her pubic pelt was full and soft as the hair on her head. I wandered around the forest, tugging at her hair. She asked if I would prefer her shaved. I indicated a definite 'No!' by shaking my head. I then lowered my face and, flattening my tongue, dragged it up her slit. She trembled and stiffened. Then, I pointed my oral muscle and repeated the previous trip, this time somewhat splitting her vulva. This elicited an 'Arrrggghhh!' from her, followed by her hands grabbing my head.

She was becoming very wet as I licked up some of her pussy honey. I again pointed my tongue and slid it into her fuck hole. Another growl and she pulled my head further into her cunt. Now I roamed upward to the little knob hidden in the upper region of her pussy slit. I kissed her most sensitive button, then licked it. She was becoming more animated, flopping her body around, kicking her legs. I held on to a surging woman. I then inserted one, then two fingers into her cunt, stroking her deeply. She was becoming very agitated. Finally I sucked her clitoris into my lips and stroked it with my tongue. At this Julie screamed and became rigid for some time. Finally with a deep inhalation she relaxed. I kissed softly around her pussy as she ran her fingers through my hair. I moved up to her face and kissed her lips. She kissed me deeply and squeezed me tightly to her.

"God, Darling, that's my first time to be eaten. You are fantastic! No way will I let our mother control my life. Mmmm!"

I ran my finger tips around her belly and murmured sweet erotic comments into her ear. She touched my cock, then offered a payback. I would have loved it, but was anxious to get my cock into that sweet garden. I told her so then moved above her. She gazed into my eyes.

"Is Daddy gonna pierce Mommy's love hole? Is he gonna make me his woman? Is he gonna nail my ass to this bed?" I rose up and stared at her.

"YES!" She chuckled. But when I did pierce her, she gasped again, looking shocked.

"Dam, Jimmie, I thought you looked a bit larger than my former uhh, man but it feels more than a bit!"

I pushed slowly into her until my cock was fully inserted into her flesh. She groaned an 'OH!" as I pressed my pubic bone onto her clitoris, moving a bit side to side to stimulate that sweet spot. I rested there a bit.

"Daddy's gonna fuck you now, you sweet teen virgin! It's thirteen years ago, and I'm fucking you near the reservoir where we necked that night! Get ready for a wild ride, my little fuck mate!"

I pulled back, then thrust quickly into her cunt. I repeated this several times as she moaned and stroked my back. I sped up slowly as I continued to fuck her, now ramming in and out as fast as my ass would react. She was rolling her head side to side, breathing in short, rapid gasps. She then gripped my ass and hoarsely gasped.

"Oh shit Baby. I've never been fucked like this! You might ruin me, but it's worth it! Oh fuck oh fuckfuckfuck!"

She humped back at me with more energy than I expected. I was finding it a challenge to stay with, and on her galloping body. Suddenly her eyes opened wide, her hands gripped my ass cheeks painfully, and she screamed.

"Cum ...cum ...cumming! Oh God! Oh! Oh!"

Then her eyes snapped closed, her face contorted, and she shook like a vibrator for several seconds. Finally, her body went limp, and she appeared to swoon. She lay still for a bit as I held my cock in her. Her eyes opened and she gulped air.

"Did you cum, My Darling?"

"Not yet; the night is still young! Let's relax a bit."

We did, her on her back me reclining at her side. We caressed and nibbled each other. My cock remained ready for more. I proposed another glass of wine and went to the kitchen to retrieve it and two glasses. I poured, handed her one and toasted our much delayed, but finally consummated love. 

After we'd drunk our fill, she lay back on the mattress, her head near the headboard. She commanded I step to her. She grabbed my balls and drew my cock to her mouth. She licked her lips, smiled, then kissed and licked my helmet. She drew my cock into her mouth, sucking and licking all the way. She lay there, my cock in her mouth loosely, as she tongued me fully. I told her I was so deeply in love with her that I would never let her go. She was mine; I would make her my wife and stay with her through what ever arose. 

She grabbed my ass cheek in one hand, my balls in the other, and proceeded to fellate me vigorously. I felt the urge rising, and warned her. She rose to her knees and swallowed my cock. I grabbed her head and fucked her sweet mouth. My cock exploded into her mouth as I involuntarily shook and spasmed. She gagged but swallowed every bit. My knees became weak, my vision blurred. I finally had to withdraw from her sucking mouth due to over-stimulation of my sensitive head. I swooned to the bed as she drew back to make room.

I lay there, shaking in relief as she cooed and fondled me. Finally, we arranged our sleeping area, and fell asleep in each other's arms.

Next morning I awoke first and cleaned up. I put on boxers and made coffee. The kids joined me at that point and I began preparing eggs and bacon plus pancakes. Amber and David were grinning widely. I heard a sound at the door and turned.

"How long were you going to let me sleep, huh?"

She walked to me, hugged me, and kissed my mouth hungrily. Amber watched a minute, then turned to her brother.

"I knew it would come to this! Uncle Jim is way too nice and too much a man to let Mommy be lonely! Besides from what I heard last night this is no platonic thing!"

"What does 'platonic' mean?" asked David.

Amber smiled at us and allowed as how it meant behaving yourselves. Julie and I turned and smiled to each other.

Things settled into a wonderful pattern. I had found a job at a nearby welding shop. I completed training and became a skilled trades welder. The pay and working conditions were great, and I was home on time every evening. The children loved their school and teachers, and Julie became active in the PTO. She also jumped right into her role as housewife, keeping a spic and span house for her family.

Of course, there is always a thorn in each rose patch, and ours was named 'Eddie'. We had remarked about not seeing him since I took his family away, but we counted our blessings and went on with life.

It turned out Eddy had been involved in an auto accident in a neighboring state shortly after I left his house. He was very drunk and exhibited his usual disorderly behavior. He was incarcerated all this time but was being released soon. Julie learned this from her friend Alice Moore. Julie came to me in shock and fear.

"What'll we do, Honey? Are the kids and I safe? What if he comes here?"

I had made the house very secure, with steel doors and polycarbonate panes over the windows to prevent shattering. I now alerted the police to our quandry, and they promised to patrol more frequently. I figured that would be a lost cause.

"Julie, we can't prevent every incursion he may try, but perhaps he'll just stay away!"

"No he won't! I know him, he'll try like hell to make you, and us, pay for your 'misdeed'. Will you teach me to shoot your Glock?" I was shocked! Julie had never expressed interest in firearms, but of course, she had never felt as threatened as now.

I talked to my friend Will, Chief of Police, and received permission for us to use the shooting range three times a week. When Julie first took the weapon, she was quite concerned. It was heavier than she thought. I had instructed her how to aim it on the target, how to sight, to take a deep breath and let about half out, squeeze slowly. I figured she was ready as could be. I stood back and watched her aim. She seemed to be doing everything properly. But when she fired, the gun nearly recoiled from her hand, and she shrieked! Everyone around looked our way and most grinned at the newbie. She wanted to hand the gun to me, but I shook my head and she turned back to the range. This time she seemed more relaxed, and squeezed off a round with no problem! She even hit the target! Out of the rings, but she put a hole in it.

She handed me the gun, and asked me to shoot as if I had several enemies in front of me. I had practiced this, and relaxed. I set my breath, set the sight, and squeezed off all 13 remaining shots (15-round clip). In less than two seconds. The report sounded like a machine gun. Julie stared at me, eyes wide in shock, jaw dropped. I looked around, and every eye in the room was on me. The fellow next to me asked me how many rounds; when I told him, he whistled. Guess they were not that familiar with Marine training! Someone retrieved the target; twelve rounds went into the black, three in the center! I installed a full clip, handed Julie the weapon, and told her to shoot at a comfortable pace until the clip was empty. She aimed carefully and squeezed off a round. In the black! I whispered 'Bravo!' and she smiled. She proceeded to use up the remaining rounds, with 9 of 15 in the black, and most near the bulls eye circle. I gripped her shoulder and said that Eddie best not come around! Several officers congratulated her; she was on cloud nine.

That night I took the three of them to dinner (guess what? Pizza!). The kids had a great time, and we all enjoyed the evening. We then went to the docks and walked a while. Julie sat on a bench, and I joined her as the kids watched boats and birds. She looked out at the water for a while, then spoke with her eyes still to the front.

"Jim, thanks so much for a spectacular evening! And even more for providing us this wonderful life! Without you we'd still be in poverty and agony. I haven't been so happy since we were in school!"

"You're most welcome, Darling! I feel I'm the winner here because I'm with you and your great kids. I'm learning to love them as if they were my own."

"And they feel the same, especially Amber! She is so attached to you and talks about you a lot when you're not around!"

"With your kind permission, if we can somehow marry I want to adopt them!"

"Oh! Is that a proposal?"

"Not the formal one, but I plan that soon. I want you to help me select a ring!"

"Ohmigod! A real wedding AND a ring?"

"Only the best my love!" We kissed a few times. Amber saw us and bumped William's arm.

"See, I told you they were getting friendlier!" Both smiled.

After that, life seemed to settle in. I bought a 9-shot gun for Julie, quite a bit lighter than mine. Her accuracy improved quite a bit. We continued our thrice-weekly visits to the range, and everyone was getting used to us. Julie's record was slowly but surely improving.

We visited our parents at least once a week. Dad was very glad to see us; Mom seemed still quiet. Julie also went with the kids sometimes, and said the same thing happened then. Mom would sometimes chide Julie for our living arrangements. Mom had to know we were intimate. One weekend our folks asked if the kids could stay Friday evening to Sunday. We immediately agreed. A whole weekend alone. I asked Julie if she wanted to go somewhere romantic; she replied our place was romantic enough.

We went to dinner Friday at a quite fancy restaurant. We ate our fill, drank some wine, danced our feet almost off. We arrived home at almost 2am. Julie had a special request as we snuggled together nude.

"Honey, I want you to start this as you usually do; oral followed by a sweet fuck. Then I want you to properly prepare me and take me by the back door."

I drew back with eyes wide.

"But why now?"

"Well, you'll get my cherry there finally and I'm sure I'll scream, but there's nobody here to hear it."

We kissed and fondled a bit, then I began kissing her face, neck, shoulders, tummy. Of course, I ended at her love garden, sniffing, kissing, licking, sucking. I gave her my 'best shot' at oral sex, and she responded well. After a wild climax she cuddled to me and we made out. Since I was still hard we soon assumed the missionary position, and fucked our little hearts out. This required a rest, so I procured wine, and we sipped, kissed and told each other simple loving things. Finally she felt ready.

I had gathered the essential supplies. She assumed the 'doggie' position, ass high, head on her pillow. As I knelt behind her she friskily shook her ass, leering at me over her shoulder. I had procured 'Astro-Glide' for maximum comfort, and proceeded to fill her asshole with as much as it would take. I applied more to my cock. Then, I inserted a finger into her and moved it around, fucking and rotating. After she felt looser, I added a second finger. She gasped, and flinched a bit, but assured me she was okay. I opened her as much as I could, then withdrew my fingers and wiped them. I asked if she was ready; she answered with more ass swishing. I knelt behind her and touched her little bud with the head of my cock.

I was as gentle and easy as possible. I was careful to not push too hard; it took a while to get in. Finally the helmet popped into her ring. She gasped and shuddered. I asked if she was okay; she said it was uncomfortable. I told her to grunt as if she were pooping; this would relax her muscles and make movement more comfortable. It worked; I was able to very slowly fuck more cock into her ass. After a while, I realized I was in all the way. My pubes hit her ass cheeks and my balls were against her cunt. I rested a bit, then slowly pulled out till only the head was in. Then pushed slowly back in. I repeated this for several strokes. She then said I could go a little faster but not too much. I increased the speed, and was greatly enjoying the feelings. So was Julie. She was huffing and puffing, rotating her cute ass and telling me how damn good this was. 




My Sister, My Self



I like to read books about twins. I just read about two guys, reared apart, with no contact with each other. They both grew up to be firemen, with wives named Bobby, a son Richard, and cavities in the same teeth. Then there's the Lawrence sisters, living a continent apart: at the moment one is getting an emergency appendectomy, the other wakes up with shooting pains in her side. 

I understand some of what that's all about because I have a twin sister. Her name is Anne and mine is Michael and I'm not always sure where I end and she begins.

We grew up in a small out of the way town in New Hampshire. There weren't many kids around and we were each other's best friends.

We never fought. I mean never. When I tell people that, they say, "it's impossible", "you don't remember", "it's unhealthy", and things like that. All I know is, we never fought. She played ball with me, I played house with her, and we played "doctor" together: nothing serious, just the usual inquisitive kid's stuff.

We loved each other, right from the start. I can't remember a time when we didn't hold hands and take care of each other.

Our babbling to each other tuned into a crazy language only we could understand. I can imagine now how annoying it must have been for everyone, including our parents, to have kids around who were always laughing and talking in a "foreign" language. We didn't really care: we always preferred each other's company to anyone else's.

Although we had twin beds, Anne always came to sleep with me when were young. It seemed so natural; I thought everyone slept with arms around someone else. At first, our parents thought it was "cute"; then they became "concerned" and we ended up in separate bedrooms.

That didn't matter because we were all over each all day long. We liked touching each other, so we did it. When we were twelve and went to the "big" school, I remember how we practiced kissing with each other so we would be ready for other kids. Those may have been the sweetest kisses I ever tasted.

As we went into our teens, we literally watched each other grow. We always went into the woods by "our" stream to check on our progress. I watched and felt Anne's breasts, as they went from small swellings with puffy pink nipples, to the full, round 36D she is today.

It seems funny now, at nineteen to picture us standing naked in the woods at twelve, with my hand on her boob, her hand exploring between my legs, and having a conversation as if nothing strange was going on.

There's one other thing I remember very clearly about those times in the woods. I would be touching her and then I would always ask her the same question, every single time. "Anne, are you always going to let me do this?" It's like that great song "Will you still love me tomorrow", it's not enough that everything is perfect now; I also have to know it's going to be perfect tomorrow. 

Of course things change: we were still very close and saw each other all the time, but it wasn't the same. We got older, went out with people, and got involved.

I had an on and off girlfriend until two days ago. Anne's boyfriend asked her to marry him, and that's when it hit the fan.

I was home alone when Anne came into my room. With a half smile she said, "Michael I have some news: Lee asked me to marry him. He also wants to go to work in his father's construction business in Nevada".

If it's possible to have twelve emotions hit you at once, they did then. I sort of stammered, "What did you tell him?"

"It was very strange because I thought I'd jump if he asked me: but when he did, for some reason, I started thinking about you. I told him I was overwhelmed and needed a little time. Maybe I just needed to talk to you."

At that moment I just looked at her. Let me tell you what I saw. A perfect beauty that I knew would remain that way to me no matter how long we lived. I've given the only statistic I know. She's a 36D. That interested me enough for me to ask her.

She comes up to my mouth when I kiss her head, so she's probably 5.6''. When I lift her in my arms in a hug she feels about 110. When I look into her eyes they're crystal green; and when I touch her skin it's satin from her neck across her breasts down to her thighs and long legs.

Now she's looking back at me and the green of her eyes is sparkling from the tears that fill them. "Michael how could I not see you, or touch you, or be with you anymore?"

"You can't and I can't", I said. I walked up to her and put my hands on her shoulders and said, "Annie, let's say it now or just be miserable and get on with our lives without each other".

It came out in a cry, " Oh Michael, I love you, I love you."

If I only remember one kiss in my life, that's going to be the one. Everything we ever felt and never said was in that kiss. Not that there was anything wrong with the kisses that followed, we just kissed and kissed and kissed. 

We tore off our clothes and became lots more intimately acquainted with the bodies we knew. Do you know how sometimes you don't realize how hungry you are until you start eating? That's how Annie went at my cock. I thought my sweet sister was going to devour it. 

My Anne was moaning as she sucked. I love hearing that in my head: my Anne, my Anne. She would never be more my Anne then when I finally had my cock in her. I can't imagine anything feeling better than being in my sister's cunt. She was so wet I could hear her juices as I pumped in and out of her. 

I didn't want to come because I wanted it to last forever: so I pulled out and put my face in her crotch. I raised her legs in the air and spread them. I licked long and slow in her cunt, on her clit, and in her ass. Then I heard her say something no one else on earth could understand because she said it in our secret childhood language. "Michael…Michael… I want you forever; I want you in me…Michael …my home."

In our language, home was a name we called each other; and it was how I felt now…Home.

I went back into her and fucked my beautiful sister and my beautiful sister fucked me back. We led each and waited for each other. At the point of no return, she started to scream. I came, and between us we made enough noise to set off car alarms. Remember the movie "Frankie and Johnny"? - like that. 

Now, what are the chances, that just as we're both bellowing, our parents are going to walk in? Slim to none right? Well, you know it; walk in they did. Hearing the noise they come in the bedroom to rescue whoever is being killed…Surprise!

Pandemonium ensues of course …blah, blah…jail…blah, blah …crazy house…blah, blah…do this to us.

We made all the right noises about accident, never happen again, never speak about it, - things calmed down.

Anne is getting married. We decided it would be the best thing. Not to Lee but to me: in a manner of speaking. We're leaving and not looking back. We love each other, period. We're going to be with each other, period. We're going to make love with each other every night, comma, comma, comma, comma.

Worrying about the future and worrying about the past: it started in the woods and here we are now. " I'm not asking, "Will you still love me tomorrow".

My only ambition is to finish this sentence.

I have my Anne and she has me.



My Sister, My Slut



She leads me into the bathroom, shuts and locks the door, then puts a finger to her lips.

"Not a peep," she whispers. "If Mom knew you were in here with me she'd disown us."

"We can't do this," I say as she opens the shower door and turns on the hot water. "Isn't incest, like, against the law?"

"If it isn't it should be," she giggles. "Anyway, we haven't done anything—yet. The way I see it, we're both sweaty from our bike ride, and by showering together we're conserving water."

"You really have a way of rationalizing things, don't you?"

Suddenly there is a knock on the door and we both jump.

"Everything okay in there, Jamie? I have to go run a few errands. Anything special you want for dinner? And just where is that lazy brother of yours?"

Jamie clamps her hand over my mouth.

"Honey," our mother says, "it's so nice to have you home for the summer."

Jamie is a sophomore at UC Berkeley majoring in veterinary science. I'm a recent graduate of Hoover High School majoring in lazing the fuck around the house while I decide which low-wage job to pursue.

"I'm fine, Mom," Jamie calls through the door. "Just getting cleaned up for my date tonight. And maybe Jim is sleeping?"

We hear the front door slam. Jamie turns the water off and we hear the car start up.

"That was close," I say.

"Yeah," Jamie says, her eyes alive with mischief. "So are you going to get undressed, or do I have to do it for you?"

"You have a date?" I ask, trying to change the subject. "I didn't know you were seeing someone."

"I'm not, silly. It's just a preemptive strike so Mom won't get too inquisitive. After all, you and I do spend a lot of time together, so planting the idea of a boyfriend in her head will throw her off the trail. Our trail."

"Jesus, Jamie. I don't know."

My sister has flawless, sun-kissed skin and a voluptuous body. Dressed as she is in her cute summer shorts and her faded flannel shirt, she's the epitome of the beautiful but untouchable girl-next-door. Men want to fuck her. Women want to scratch her eyes out.

"C'mon, Jimmy," she says, turning her back to me while she fingers open the buttons on her shirt. "All we're going to do is shower together. We'll take things slow, because I don't want to scare you away. So—will you help me out of these shorts?"

"That's your idea of slow, huh?"

Am I scared of my sister? Am I afraid to touch her body? No, of course not. We spent our formative years wrestling around on the carpet or roughhousing outside. At the time there didn't seem to be anything wrong about the way we groped and probed and otherwise explored each other's bodies. But now? And this?

I put the toilet lid down. I need to sit.

"I've never seen you naked before," I say, choking on the word naked. "I mean, not since you've...filled out." Sister or no sister, Jamie is the stuff that wet dreams are made of.

Jamie turns back around. Her shirt is unbuttoned and she gifts me with a cock-stirring glimpse of her luscious tits. She unsnaps her shorts, then stands with her hands on her womanly hips and smiles.

"Thank you for noticing, Jim," she says. "I'm very flattered. It all seemed to happen so fast. One day I had little rosebuds for breasts, and the next I had Penthouse tits. One day I was straight as a board, and the next my hips flared, my ass bubbled, and my blond pubes started to curl."

I avert my eyes and cough self-consciously. 

"Too much information?" Jamie asks, laughing at my discomfort. She turns the hot water back on and I can already feel myself perspiring—but not from the humidity.

"What about you, Jimbo?" she says. "When did you develop into such a good-looking stud? When I left for school you weren't even shaving. Now your voice is, like, all husky, and you've got the cutest, tightest little rear end. Are you fucking on a regular basis?"

"Jamie!"

"Well are you? If you didn't know already, I'm the jealous type. So I guess I'll just have to use all of my feminine wiles to hold your attention."

She shrugs her shoulders and the flannel shirt slips off with a whisper to the tile floor. I think about what's happening. I am eighteen, I have more testosterone than a bull elephant, and I'm sitting in a locked bathroom staring at my sister's mammary glands. What's wrong with this picture? Besides everything.

"Jesus," I whisper.

"You like?"

Jamie does a sexy pirouette, showing me her tan lines, her slender waist, and the enticing flesh that spills from her hips and melts into her taut, round ass. She turns the water off again. The bathroom is as steamy as a rain forest.

"Gosh," she says. "Are we ever going to get in that fucking shower? It's all my fault—I just keep getting distracted by my handsome little brother."

"I wish you wouldn't say 'little,' J. It makes what we're doing sound more obscene."

"Oh? And just what are we doing? So far all I've done is take off this stinky shirt. Where's the scandal?"

I start to get up from the toilet but Jamie steps toward me and holds me down by my shoulders.

"You're blushing, little brother," she says, laughing delightedly. "You're not shocked that I'm showing you my breasts, are you? Actually, I'm kind of proud of these puppies. My 34 double-D's have gotten me more than a cup of coffee, let me tell you."

Jamie kneels down in front of me on a fuzzy pink throw rug. "I want you to touch them, Jim," she coos, cupping her tits and offering them to me like they were cookies on a plate. Her normally wide, expressive green eyes have taken on a narrow, determined "fuck me" look.

She senses my reluctance. She sees my flustered look and smiles in that sisterly way she has that always ropes me into her crazy schemes. 

"Go ahead," she encourages me. "See how hard you've made my nips? Well, aren't you going to do something about that?"

"I... I..."

"Pinch them, Jim. I'd love it if you pinched them. And licked them, too. Pretty please?"

I swallow hard. Despite my misgivings, I nod. "Okay," I say, and reach out to fondle my sister's magnificent breasts.

"Wait," she says, pulling away, teasing me. "Indulge me first. Let's pretend that I'm pregnant. Pregnant with your baby, Jim. Naturally my tits are as big as melons and ever so fat with breast milk. Oh, and my nipples ache so much that I nearly swoon whenever they're touched."

My eyes are closed as I listen to my sister sing her lullaby of sexual improprieties. "Yes," I whisper. "Go on."

"There's only one thing to do and one person to help me—you, Jim. I need you to suckle my tits. I can't wait another minute because my nipples are leaking into my maternity blouse, staining it. Nurse me, little brother. Make me cum with your tongue."

Lust is a drug. It grabs ahold of your cock and drags you to a place where everything is possible, everything is permissible. The filthiest acts your fevered brain can dream up are right there for the taking. The only question is, will you?

"My pussy is very wet right now," Jamie says. "And do you know why?"

Now her hands have crawled up under the nylon tent of my boxers and she's kneading my balls and the veiny protuberance of my cock. I suck air through my teeth and feel my pulse race. 

"Jamie."

"Yes, brother dear? Just tell me if you want me to stop."

One of her hands is sliding up and down my cock now, the other poking playfully at my perineum. Her tits are right there in my face. All I have to do is reach out and their mine.

"Don't do this," I start to say, but something stops me. Instead, when I find my voice again I hear myself say, "Not here. Let's go to your room."

That's when I know that I've fallen down the rabbit hole of depravity. That's when I know that I'm going to violate my sister's honor and I'm going to enjoy the fuck out of it.

Jamie gives my cock a final squeeze then leans in to kiss me, her sweet, vibrant tongue invading my mouth and leaving threads of saliva to droop down her girlish chin. When we both come up for air, our faces flushed, our hearts hammering, she says, "No. I have a better place where we can fuck."

Jamie helps me up and my legs go wobbly. I brace myself against her and there they are—those two delicious scoops of vanilla ice cream topped with cherries. She closes her eyes and leans back, waiting breathlessly for my mouth to glom onto a tit and suck at its prominent nipple. The time to think about what we're doing is over. The house is on fire, and we're going to let it burn.

"Yes," Jamie moans as I finally purse my lips around one diamond-hard milk duct. My sister's tit practically melts in my mouth, and I feel her shiver when I roll the little pea around on my tongue like a gumdrop.

"My cock aches," I whisper. I bite her earlobe and feel the flesh of her tits spill through my fingers. My mind is filled with pornographic images of me plowing Jamie's vagina from behind. Or her on top, fucking me cowgirl style. 

"Then c'mon, silly," Jamie says, taking my hand and laughing like this is something we do every day. "Quick, before Mom gets home."

I feel like a stranger in my own house as Jamie pulls me down our narrow hallway. I watch her hips cock and her ass sway as we scoot by my room, then hers. When I realize where we're headed I start to rein her in, but it's too late—we're standing outside our mother's bedroom door and Jamie has her hand on the doorknob. 

"No," I say. But then I pull her close and glue her lips to mine until both of our tongues are wrestling with slippery urgency. 

"Oh, yes," she says. "Let's be naughty, Jimmy. Let's make a mess on Mom's bed."

Every car that rushes by the house makes my stomach drop like an elevator. What would Mom do if she caught her son and daughter screwing? And in her bed, no less! Mom is a very conservative woman. She still votes Republican. She still goes to church. Figure it out, I tell myself. The poor woman would collapse and die on the spot. 

When Jamie opens the door the first thing we notice is Mom's double bed, the same one that she and Dad slept on for fifteen years before he split. The bed is neatly made. It has a flowery bedspread and freshly plumped pillows pressed against the headboard. There are roses from her garden on the nightstand and a picture of Jamie and me as kids on her dresser.

"Want to see something shocking?" Jamie asks. She pushes me down on the edge of the bed. The bedsprings groan. The room smells like lilac air freshener.

"I think I'm all out of shock," I say, letting my eyes roam over the perfect contours of her body. She knows that her blatant nudity and sexiness are driving me crazy, and she feeds off my excitement like a vampiress, fueling her own lust.

"Remember when Daddy visited us last Christmas?" she says. She reaches into the back pocket of her shorts and pulls out a wrinkled photograph, something she's obviously planned on showing me. "Remember how he was always saying how much he loved his little girl?" 

Jamie giggles, handing me the post card-sized photo. I look closely and see that it was taken in this very room. There's the double bed with the flowery bedspread. There's the dresser in the background parked right next to the door, which has Mom's homemade Christmas wreath hanging from it.

And there is my sister kneeling naked on the bedroom carpet with her back to the camera. And there is our father sitting right where I'm sitting now. But our father has no pants on, and his head is thrown back and his mouth his wide open in obvious pleasure. My naked sister has her lips locked around Dad's cock and she's looking up at him as if to say in a lilting, little-girl voice, "Ooh, Daddy, you're so big!"

I drop the picture like it's a burning ember. For a second, I forget to breathe. The world as I've always known it has disappeared.

"It's a crazy, fucked-up planet, isn't it?" Jamie says, reading my mind. She pushes me flat on my back and helps me wriggle out of my shorts and boxers. "Daddy always told me how much he liked my body, so I decided to find out just how much he liked it."

"Jesus, Jamie. How?"

"How did it happen? It was pretty easy, actually. I raped him. And—surprise, surprise—Daddy didn't put up much of a fight. Of course, he knew that he had a cock to die for, and that I'd come crawling back for more."

"That picture," I say, unable to wrap my head around my sister and my father having sex. Jamie has shimmied out of her shorts and now we're both naked on the bed. She's kneeling off to my side, stroking my raging cock while she stares dreamily out the window.

"I have others," she says. "I'll show them to you some time. Oral, anal, straight sex—Daddy and I did everything. He's such a bastard, though, getting me hooked on incest and then splitting like that. But at least I have you now, little brother. Wouldn't you like to try everything, too?"

I hear a car outside the window and recognize it instantly as Mom's. "Shit, Jamie! We're fucked!" I search her eyes for any sign of panic, but she has such a faraway look that even the slamming of the car door doesn't move her. 

"I've wanted you for the longest time, Jim," she says. "But Dad told me to be patient. He told me to wait until you reached the age of consent. It damn near killed me, the waiting, especially after he flew the coop and took his magic dick with him."

"Jamie, honey, I hate to break this to you, but that's Mom setting the grocery bags down on the kitchen counter. Snap out of it!"

"Well," she purrs. "If you're so afraid of Mother why don't you just get up and leave?" She throws a tanned, slender leg over my body to straddle me. "Ooh, looks like your thingie is happy right where he is. I'd even say that he's weeping with joy." 

She laughs, unconcerned that we're this close to losing everything. She's even playing with her pussy and I can't help but watch as she dips two fingers inside her cunt, then wipes her vaginal secretions all over my cock and balls.

"Daddy used to leak so much pre-cum that licking it up was like drinking a protein shake. Yum. But it looks like I'm still the luckiest girl in the world," she says, pressing a finger to the sticky-wet slit of my glans. "Like father, like son."

I realize now that I'm not getting up from the bed. I'm just going to lay here with my sister's tits smushed up against me and let her kiss my throat, my chest, and my belly. Jamie's ass is arched high in the air and I can see its reflection in the dresser mirror. The sight of her firm, curvaceous butt flesh and the wrinkly aperture of her anus inflames me. I stare at the dripping wet gash of her pussy and it takes all of my will not to manhandle my cock, which is just this side of erupting.

Jamie and I share another deep, passionate, tongue-twisting kiss. Then she smooths back my hair, the way she used to do whenever I had a fever as a kid.

"I know this is all terribly immoral, little brother," she says, teasingly skimming my cockhead along the lubricated lips of her pussy. "Sisters aren't supposed to fuck their brothers. But don't you see?—that's what makes it so exciting. I could walk out the door and have another man's cock inside me within an hour. But I want the one that's forbidden, the one that's taboo, the one that's incestuous."

We can hear Mom stirring in the kitchen as Jamie leans back and scissors her moistened cunt lips apart to show me the delectable pink petals of her lady parts. 

"See how wet I am, Jimmy? Before you fuck me, wouldn't you like to do a little taste test first?"

Before I can answer Jamie spins herself around so that she can sit on my face properly. She leans forward until her lustrous blond hair is draping my erection and my nose is buried in her asshole.

"Eat my pussy, Jim," Jamie says. "See how far you can stick your tongue up my fuck hole. And when you pleasure my clit, swirl your tongue around it, not on it. But forget about being gentle—my pussy likes it rough. And dirty."

The primal, earthy scent of Jamie's pussy is intoxicating. She braces her arms on the bed and elevates her ass slightly, giving my tongue complete freedom to slurp at her nether regions. Her ass cheeks are spread and the irresistible brown cookie of her asshole just begs to be eaten. 

"Go ahead," Jamie says, sensing my desire to paint her pretty butthole with my tongue. "I know what dirty little boys like you want."

I reach out tentatively with the tip of my tongue and tickle her asshole. "Mmmm," she sighs. She's got her clit clamped between two fingers and she's rocking back and forth, urging me on, grinding her ass against my face. 

Now we can hear Mom slamming cupboards, opening the 'fridge, putting groceries away. "Kids!" she calls. "What do you guys want for lunch? Grilled cheese again?"

Oh, I'm hungry alright, but not for any fucking sandwich. I give Jamie's anus a few more lubricious swipes of my tongue, then make long, slow, delicious passes over every inch of her seeping pussy. She cries out, bites her lower lip, clenches one of her tits. Her nubby, peek-a-boo clit has come out to play from behind its fleshy hood, and I bathe it with salacious licks and kisses until I feel the full weight of Jamie's bottom smothering my face and taste the bitter cream of her orgasm on my tongue. I sip greedily at her juices as if I'm sucking a cherry coke through a soda straw. 

"Holy fuck!" she says, collapsing against me. "So good."

She rests her cheek on top of my pulsing cock and for a minute I think that she's going to sleep. The only sound in the house is our labored breathing and the rattling of pots and pans in the kitchen.

Then I feel my sister's hot breath on my cock and suddenly it's in her mouth and she's wolfing it down, greasing my pole with mucousy spit. The heat from her cunt radiates onto my face and prurient curiosity gets the best of me. I spread her vulva open and watch Jamie's piquant secretions sluice down the walls of her pretty pussy until gravity washes them onto my waiting tongue. Her fuck juices coat my taste buds with a lemony-fresh tang that has me smacking my lips with satisfaction.

"Do you want to cum in my mouth or my pussy?" Jamie wheezes, then chokes on a breath as I worm my middle finger into her asshole. When she recovers she says, "Daddy loved to do me doggy, and since I'm such a bitch in heat right now, why don't you fuck me from behind too?"

The aroma of cooking oil, toasted bread, and melted cheese leaks into the room. It's only a matter of time before Mom walks through the door, having searched for us in our rooms and the backyard. How will Jamie and I ever face her again? There's no hiding the stains of passion we're leaving on the bedspread. There's nothing to mask the musky smell of illicit brother/sister sex that's going on.

"Yes," I say, kicking caution to the curb and stomping the fuck out of it. "Get on your knees. Put your head on Mom's pillow and your sweet, sweet ass up in the air so that I can fuck you like a mongrel. I've got so much spunk boiling in my balls that Mom's going to have to buy a new bed cover, 'cause I'm going to ruin this one."

"Ooh, tiger," Jamie giggles, then turns around to kiss me, her tongue swimming in and out of my mouth like a slippery goldfish. I slip out from under her. Then she gets on all fours facing the dresser mirror so that we can both watch the show. With my throbbing hard-on in my hand I stare hungrily at my sister's wanton display and decide right then that there is nothing that's going to keep me from taking this incestuous plunge. Not even Mom.

"Welcome to the dark side, brother," Jamie says, spreading her ass cheeks apart to spike my fever. "Welcome to the land of taboo, where fathers fuck their daughters, mothers fuck their sons, and siblings do the nasty on their mother's bed."




My Sister, My Slut Ch. 01



NB: This is the first chapter in a multi-part series. The sex in this is minimal although there are several sexual elements to develop the plot. Things heat up in chapter two. 

***** 

The first thing I should tell you about my sister is that she is the most stunningly beautiful woman I have ever seen. It's an important point - things probably wouldn't have worked out as they did if she weren't possessed of a beauty that transcended mere hotness. Jennifer was Venus incarnate. I was no bronzed Adonis. When the gods of genetics blessed my family, they spent their genius upon her and I was bereft. Not to say I'm ugly, merely average. The kind of man whose appearance is defined more by clothing than inherent qualities. I dressed well, exercised often and I could get girls, but none as beautiful as my sister. 

I suppose I should tell you my story. 

Two or three years ago, when my sister began going on dates, I felt that none of her boyfriends were worthy of her. She must have felt the same, because none stuck around for more than a month or two. Then she finished school and took a gap year with her girlfriends to travel in Europe and do volunteer work in South East Asia. I finished my own high school studies but didn't want to take a gap year, so it worked out that we'd be starting at university in the same year. My interest, odd though it may sound, was naval architecture. Jen wanted to study marketing. Due to the obscurity of my interest only a couple of universities in the country offered it, and neither in our home town. Returned from months overseas, and probably having gained a taste for freedom, Jen wasn't pleased that I'd be moving out, leaving her to live at home with Mum and Dad and study at the local uni, so she said that move town with me to study. I think our parents were relieved that we could be housemates interstate and offered to help pay our rent if we lived together, so it was settled. 

It was the long holiday after finishing my final school exams and before moving. I was enjoying myself reading, playing video games, watching entire seasons of TV shows in a single day and lifting weights at the local gym when I felt like it. Jen spent a lot of time out with friends. Our parents were fairly lax about that, to their credit, and didn't impose strict curfews, so it wasn't uncommon that Jen would return late. I'd just finished watching a TV show on my computer when I heard hushed voices downstairs and realised that Jen must have brought a boy home with her. Our parents had work early and were asleep downstairs, and I guess she assumed I would be as well. My sister's room was next to mine, upstairs. I turned off my computer and lay in bed, but I had a strange compulsion to stave off sleep and instead press my ear to the wall, whereupon I could hear the progression of Jen's evening with her new boyfriend to its logical conclusion. The sounds excited me immensely, as did the very perversion of my listening to them: despite the wall between us I could hear the gentle slapping together of bare flesh, my sister's soft moaning and the quickening, low grunting of the man. This went on for a few minutes until there was a muted squeal, whispered voices and then silence. I noticed my own breath had shortened and that I'd subconsciously been rubbing my fully erect cock beneath the sheets. Silence cooled my arousal though and, deciding that it would be weird to jerk myself to a climax while thinking of my own sister in the next room, I focussed instead on sleep. 

I woke the following morning with a raging hard on but fortunately it had subsided by the time I entered the kitchen. To my surprise Jen was already there, dressed as usual in tight jeans and a semi see-through blouse, drinking a coffee. There was no sign of her evening's company; I assumed he'd managed to sneak out earlier. I doubted she'd mention him, so I put on some toast and sat down opposite her, noticing that she wasn't wearing a bra or make up - unusual for her. I could see the outline of her full c-cup breasts and nipples easily enough, which prompted a slight twitch down below, but didn't let my eyes linger there. Jen idly brushed aside some of her luxurious golden locks from her eyes. 

"You're up late," she commented. 

"You're up early," I countered. 

It was 9am, so in truth we were both up fairly early, given that I think we would have got to sleep after 2am. 

"Doing anything today?" 

Well, damn, is she making a comment about my holiday indolence? Isn't a man allowed a couple of weeks, or months, to relax after finishing school? 

"No, probably not much. I'll be going gyming later if you want to come with?" 

Despite her perennial radiance, I could see she did look a little tired and somewhat hung-over, so her response in the negative was unsurprising. The toast popped and I ate while Jen downed her coffee and slinked off upstairs. Finished, I returned to my room only to be called back downstairs a couple of minutes later. 

"Alex, your washing is in the machine. Take it out!" Jen yelled from the laundry. 

Shit, I'd completely forgotten about my washing from yesterday. Jen had gone into the bathroom to clean her teeth when I went to retrieve my clothes, which were at this stage well crushed by my forgetfulness - alas, more ironing for me. Her pile of clothes sat waiting by the machine. Just as I was about to leave, something caught my eye: her black lacy panties, no doubt from the previous day. I could see distinctive white staining on the inside of them, which left little to wonder about its nature, but was quite surprising for its implications. That was her boyfriend's cum. She'd let him cum in her. The thought appeared in my mind, catching me woefully off guard. I'd had sex before, but always with a condom. It almost hadn't even occurred to me that young people wouldn't use condoms, let alone my sister, who was intelligent and responsible, given the messages drilled in during sex-ed. Yet there could be no denying it: that was male ejaculate, probably mixed in with her own cream. Ugh! Did I just think about my sister's love juices? Christ, I needed to leave the laundry and do something else. 

Once my washing was out I left for the gym. Six sets of five bench presses had the desired effect and by the time I'd finished squats and hyperextensions I'd all but forgotten. Yet after dinner, in the silent, sombre seclusion of my room, my thoughts returned to the laundry discovery of that morning. There was something erotic, albeit perverse, thinking about the young goddess, my sister, wearing lacy panties like a Victoria Secret model. In an instant I could see her standing before me, lingerie-clad, long stockinged legs drawing my eyes to her small, shapely butt, her full, high breasts filling her bra. The image disappeared. 

I'd of course noticed the attention she received from members of my sex for the past three or four years, ever since she'd developed into the lean but shapely figure of today. Of course she's having sex, I told myself. Why shouldn't she? I guess having her out of the house for several months and I'd forgotten some things about having a sister. Long showers that left the bathroom with a strong floral bouquet. More frequent washing of clothes. The fact that she went out socialising often. Considering this, I realised that I was a bit jealous of her. She was, in nearly every way, my superior. I prided myself for being an intellectual type, but she was very clever too. Mine was a brooding, introverted character: deep interest in the esoteric, of history, and of how things work. My idealised self was a Cyrus Harding a la Verne. Jen had always been different in that respect, far more outgoing and extroverted. 

My thoughts, having wandered far from their original prompt of laundry discoveries, were disrupted by the buzzing of my phone: message from Tom, a school friend, telling me to go out drinking with the guys. Friday night, may as well, I thought. 

The usual haunt, such as it could be for a group of 18 year olds, was the 'Pike and Shot', an English-themed pub popular with students. The beer was cheap and free-flowing, quenching our thirst in our dim-lit corner, yet leaving us hungering for female company. On this front I recognised the inadequacy of our choice of establishment, for the Pike and Shot was no nightclub and better suited to conversation of politics or philosophy over a pint with friends than the exercise of charm vis-à-vis the opposite sex. Personally I was not fond of nightclubs so this was not a problem, yet I had broken things off with my girlfriend a couple of months ago and my friends - several more successful than I in these endeavours - thought this should be rectified. 

"You should get back with Alice," Tom suggested. 

I had parted Alice on fairly good terms, so this was possible, but I hadn't seen her recently. 

"I think he missed that chance; she's with John Douvardis now," commented Sam. 

I was disappointed to learn this. I would have liked some fun over the holidays and Alice was fun, even if she had the sex-drive of a neutered kitten. I'd got into her panties once, and while we both enjoyed it, it apparently never occurred to her that we might do it again. I wondered briefly if Douvardis would have better luck, suspected not, and then formulated another plan. 

"Let's go clubbing," I proposed. 

This was an atypical suggestion from me, but we all agreed and went in search of young cunny. I admit it was rather uncouth of us to view relationship goals in those terms, but at least I was honest with my intentions. 

Not that it mattered greatly, for my advances had the success of Ferdinand Foch in Germany - which is to say, minimal. Tom had gone off with a pretty Asian girl at some point so by about 1am I was sipping my umpteenth beer with Sam at our third club for the night. 

"I might call it quits. I'm not really in my element here," I semi-shouted at Sam. 

"What? Hey, look at that girl over there! Damn, she's a hotty," he replied, not-so-subtly gesturing across the bar. 

I followed his gaze. Her back was turned to us, so I could only see her blond hair and shapely figure in a cute backless top. I did a low whistle at seeing her legs, bare under a short skirt. 

"Indeed, that she is." 

Then she turned, I recognised my sister and felt completely idiotic for not realising sooner, no doubt owing to my inebriated state and the disorientating setting. 

"I should talk to her, shouldn't I?" Sam said. 

"You've got a snowflake in hell, mate." 

I shook my head. It was poor form to see your own sister out at this hour, sort of like seeing a teacher on the weekend. I should return home, I decided. Jen hadn't seen me; she was more interested in the guy next to her. He looked of average height, maybe 5'10 - several inches shorter than my 6'3 - and was very slim. He looks like a pretentious wanker, I decided, based on his skinny jeans, shirtsleeves partly unbuttoned and hipster-moustache. I hoped that wasn't her new boyfriend. 

"I'm going." 

Sam now had a vodka shot before him, as if seeking Dutch courage before going across to assured failure. He didn't hear me, so I patted him on the back and left. On the bus home I realised he may have taken that as encouragement. 

* 

The weekend passed uneventfully. A cracking headache on Saturday reminded me of why I don't like clubbing. A growing sense of boredom on Sunday reminded me of why I liked being with Alice. My parents reminded me of my chores. 

In this context it was easy to contemplate the existential. Why had my sister been blessed and not I? The belle of my generation: beside her I was mediocrity itself. Crueller still that my peers like Mr Moustache should partake of this beauty while I sit on the sidelines, forced to observe. Based on Jen's early morning return home on Saturday and Monday, I could only imagine where and how she'd spent her nights. 

The release of school grades on Tuesday was preceded with great apprehension and nervous energy. My phone buzzed a message at 6.20am, Tom asking how I'd gone. Despite their importance, I hadn't even considered waking at 6am, the ungodly hour of their announcement, to check them. I'd truly smashed them, becoming topping my school in the process. I remembered Jen's pleasure at her results the previous year and how I'd longed to experience that myself. Now I was exultant. Trepidation that I had tried to escape from through the oblivion of video games vanished. Breakfast went down well, as did the evident pride of my parents. When I told my sister she uncharacteristically kissed me on the cheek, her breasts briefly squeezing against my chest. Yes, it was a good day. Privately I laughed at my recent sense of inadequacy and even jealousy, in hindsight easily identifying the cause. 

That evening my father had a beer with me. 

"Your mother and I are very proud of you, son. We thought that you'd do well, but this really is brilliant." 

I nodded, "My grades guarantee me a scholarship, which will help with living expenses." 

"Our offer still stands to help pay rent for you and your sister if you want to share an apartment. I think it would be a good idea, at least for the first year in a new city." 

"Thank you, Dad. It's quite exciting, really." 

I treated myself to a film and a nice long sleep. My dreams were pleasant. Alice and I were in her bed, her arms around me, cuddling me into her bosom. My manhood, pressed hard against her, my fingers slipping under her panties, sliding over her smooth mound and down to her moist slit, rubbing, caressing, entering. Moving over her, her face flushed with sex. Thrusting, plundering her tight, wet tunnel and then pumping my seed into her, my white cum oozing betwixt her engorged lips, onto her black panties, the mark of my virility and proof of my triumph. 

I woke the following morning, aware of the stickiness in my boxer shorts, the dreamy images slipping from my mind like sand through fingers. I reproached myself for having a wet dream as if a pubescent boy. Obviously I needed to get laid. 

The euphoria of my academic success subsided over the next few days and boredom returned. On Friday I was home alone, my parents at work and my sister playing tennis with friends. I was walking around the house, looking for something with which to occupy myself, when I came to the laundry. There weren't any clothes there. By impulse I ran up the stairs to Jen's room to snoop. I couldn't even distinctly say what I was looking for, or what I expected to find, but I had a vague sense of it being the wrong thing to do. Lacking any alternatives and being generally frustrated, I entered. Jen's room was neater than mine; she even made her bed before leaving. It occurred to me that if we were to be housemates, she might expect me to do more cleaning. I looked around, my eyes resting on her laundry pile. I approached it, almost giddy, finding pairs of my sister's knickers awaiting me. I gingerly picked a pair up, bringing the stained lacy material close to my nose, inhaling the musky aroma. These must have been the most recent pair, for the scent was strong, intoxicating, masculine and feminine both. I rubbed the material against my cheek, delighting in its cool smoothness. 

Then the reality of my actions hit me and I leapt in fright at what I was doing. Quickly I returned them to the washing basket and left her room. Sitting on my bed, I felt my dick throbbing uncomfortably in my pants, making an obscene tent. I breathed deeply, thinking. It was an invasion of her privacy. She was my sister, getting aroused by explicit thoughts of her sexual activities was perverse and sick. But my imagination was obstinate. My sister likes to be creampied. My sister has been letting a man cum in her, to thrust in and out, in and out of her, deeper, deeper, shooting deep within her, filling her warm, wet passage. She'd then readjust her panties, letting the creamy mix seep into them. I wondered if having cum-soaked panties got her off. 

Christ, my dick felt like it would burst from my pants, the discomfort pulling me back from that line of thought. Why was I thinking this? And what exactly was I aroused by? The sexual acts, or the fact that it was my sister doing them? I cringed. The drug-like effect of sniffing her panties was undeniable. And, like any drug, it threatened addiction. Was I really one of those weirdos, a panty-sniffer? And what if she found out what I was doing? No, no, I must push the thoughts far from my mind. 

With great determination I sat at my computer and watched a TV show. One episode down and I was still erect, at which point I heard the door downstairs signalling my sister's return. If she saw me now, my face writ with guilt, the bulge in my pants betraying me! Yet what was my great sin after all? It was a victimless crime, surely. Why shouldn't I seek pleasure if none suffer for it? No, no, that wouldn't do. Better the Kantian than the hedonic, even if that meant the agony of self-condemnation. The strenuosity of my mental conflict demanded blood, but not fast enough. 

The knock on my door startled me. The door opened before I could respond and there appeared my sister, her lightly tanned skin shining with perspiration, her sports bra leaving her taught abdomen bared. I must have blushed, for her right eyebrow raised. 

"Uh, what, Jen?" I asked, my voice sounding more suspicious than intended. 

This was awkward. No doubt she assumed that I had been watching porn. 

"I'll be having a friend over for dinner," she said. "I thought I'd let you know." 

"Your mysterious 'friend', do you mean?" 

That was a good recovery. Put it back on her. She suppressed a scowl. 

"Yes, I suppose so. You can meet him. He's very nice." 

The day rolled by, my appetite for further drama greatly diminished, and around dinner time Jen presented Mr Moustache to the family. He displayed an aggressive sexuality in his choice of clothing, and I wanted to tell him to button up his shirt properly. He was French, apparently. That must have excused him in the eyes of my Francophile mother, although I felt that my father's reticence boded poorly for Jen's romantic interest. My parents were discreet enough not to embarrass my sister, and I didn't want to taste her perilous wrath. 

"So, Monsieur Mous-", shit, I almost said moustache, "Moulin, how long have you been in our neck of the woods?" 

"Three years. I've just finished my bachelors here." 

Okay, he must be like 23 years old to my sister's 19. That detail didn't escape my father, from his frown. 

"So Luke, are you planning on staying here for work, or returning to France?" asked Dad. 

"Ehm, I return to Paris in one week." 

This was news! I can't say I'd be sorry to see him go, but Jen looked a bit sad. Maybe all she wanted was a short fling with a Frenchman, which could explain her frequent nightly activities these recent weeks. 

"I'm sorry we won't get a chance to get to know you better," offered Mum. 

I wasn't. In any case, we finished eating and I returned to my room. I didn't feel like going out again in futile search for female companionship so I settled in for a night of cheap entertainment. 

By midnight the day's excitement was catching up on me and I decided to relieve my sexual frustrations manually. I'd just started when I heard my sister in the next room. She must have felt less inhibited tonight, for the moaning was louder and I could discern her vocal encouragement, soft cries of 'yes!' and 'oh!'. Surely she knew I would hear her. My strokes matched the squeaking of her bed. 'Belle salope', that was Luke. Hang on - salope? Didn't that mean slut in French? Maybe I misheard him through the wall. 'Pute!' came a minute later, and that I definitely heard right. Goddamn, he just called my sister a whore, in our own house! I clenched my teeth, my jerking much faster now, beads of pre-cum gleaming from the wan glow of my monitor, where played a video of a blonde babe getting it hard. It was muted, but I could hear the scene being acted out in the very next room, the sheer depravity of it electrifying me. 




My Sister, My Slut Ch. 01



I came, hard, just as my sister exclaimed her own orgasm, the sound muffled but audible. The action on the screen continued: the masculine grunts, thrusting and withdrawing, leaving a sticky white prize to slide from wet, pink pussy. I sat panting in the afterglow of my climax, my mind quieted, if only for a minute. Better not to consider too long what had just occurred I told myself as I drifted into sleep. 

But how am I to escape my own thoughts? 

* 

The following week was difficult. First I forbade myself from thinking of sex at all, but this of course had the opposite effect. All I could think about was sex, of my sister's sex, of how it aroused and embarrassed me even to see my sister. I told myself it was unhealthy to let the mind malinger on such things, yet once the demon has been let in, does it ever leave? Not willingly, and I lacked the will for that self-exorcism. A part of me, the demon now residing in the dark recesses, longed for a repeat of Friday. What indescribable pleasure it had brought me, to hear and, by mind's eye, bear witness to the most intimate acts of the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, my sister, my Jennifer. To have heard my sister's words, as if whispering encouragement to my own depravity, pushing me further and further from the light. When Monsieur Moustache did not visit again for more midnight R&R, I instead thought of the two of them, rutting away in his car, her skirt hiked up and movements frantic from need. Or perhaps she would follow him into the gents at the cinema, dropping to her knees in the cubical to service his knob, his groaning arousing the envy and silent respect of the fellow in an adjacent cubical. He would leave some white fluid in her golden mane to be born as a badge, all the public to see. My imagination ran rampant, crafting great works from his simple words, 'salope' and 'pute'. There was wicked delight in degrading my angelic sister to these terms. 

My madness worsened, unnoticed by my family. One day I went out of my way to avoid going to the gym with my sister, lest I see her in bike shorts, or see her taught, shining figure on the treadmill. The next day I did go, rewarding me with exactly that which I feared and sending me deeper into a tail spin. The calm, rational voice that had served me so well at school, in exams, in piano recitals, had not yet deserted me, but it was that voice of reason that I came to hate half the time. 

I was constantly horny. Alice Cooper had hit the nail on the head. 

An opportunity for further sordidness presented itself the day before Monsieur Moustache was scheduled to return home to France. My sister was preparing to go on her final date with him at a fancy restaurant in the down town. Determined to look her finest - a sight I thought would blind passer-by's - Jen was hogging the bathroom, constantly flitting between her room and the vanity. I thought it all rather futile owing to her natural attractiveness, and certainly unwarranted by her evening's company, but it did mean I saw her in various states of dress, including catching an eyeful of her lingerie-clad figure when I popped out of my room to get a glass of water. Jen saw me and asked how she looked. 

"I wouldn't leave you for the crown of France," I replied. 

Touched by my sweetness, she approached to hug me thanks, then withdrew suddenly. I balked - was my crotch awry? Fortunately not. She dashed back into her bedroom, realising that she was half naked. Odd, but exciting all the same. 

I had managed to keep my thoughts relatively clean up to then that day, instead playing online poker - a profitable venture - but the sight of my scantily clad sister affected me. Never mind that we were siblings: she was objectively glorious. Her long, stockinged legs and matching white laced bra and panties, combined with her shapely breasts and fine countenance made an exquisite image. To have actually seen in the flesh what I had been imagining sent me wild with lust. Whatever porn I had stashed away was a pale imitation of her; she was Plato's ideal Form. Back in the safety of my room I stroked myself through my jeans thinking on it. I heard the doorbell signalling Luke's arrival. 

"See you later Alex!" Jen yelled. 

I was reluctant to come out of my room but couldn't resist seeing her again, so I watched from the window as she walked up the driveway to the car. Owing to Luke's average height she wasn't wearing her tallest heels, but what she wore accentuated her lean legs and I subconsciously licked my dry lips at her swaying hips. Once out of sight, I retreated from the window, my cock straining absurdly. My parents were out for one of my father's corporate events and wouldn't be home until late, so I had the house to myself. En route to my computer for a quick jerk I saw Jen's door was open and the light still on, obviously forgotten in her haste to the door. I poked my head in, this time seeing the very panties and bra that she had been wearing mere minutes ago resting on her bed, discarded. This intrigued me. Had she gone panty-less? Had she chosen something else at the last minute? I stepped into her room and picked up the panties, a cute white design with floral cut-outs. They were still warm, testament to their very recent divestment. What's more, I felt the inside fabric was moist. Christ! Immediately I brought it to my nose, quickly identifying the feminine musk of my sister's cunny. Dressing up for her final night out with the Frenchman must have excited her more than I had imagined. 

Without thought I put my tongue to the moist fabric, but the taste of fabric overwhelmed the delicate savour of my sister's arousal. Inhaling this drug was more effective, making me so lightheaded I was barely aware of freeing my cock from its denim prison. It was incredibly erect and at its fullest extent, a full seven inches long, veiny and thick. Taking stock of this incredible opportunity, it occurred that I could sheath my length in her panties, which I did with delight. The mix of the slightly warm, moist, soft fabric and, even more poignant, the image of my sister wearing them, prompted a rapid jerking and an incredible orgasm, my ejaculation strong and copious, spurt after spurt of hot cum flowing into my sister's intimate, sexy underwear. 

I sat panting on my sister's bed, her delicate panties wrapped around my slowly diminishing erection. I allowed myself a minute to bask in the glow of it all before removing them and then watched as the great quantity of cum gradually soaked into the white fabric, darkening it. It was a marvellous sight, although it did leave me the problem of what to do next. She was unlikely to return for several more hours, possibly the following morning, so my deposit would dry in. They were white, fortunately, but I suspected the staining would still be visible. No choice but to leave them as I found them and hope that she would wash them without a second thought. Trying to wash them myself would be too risky, particularly as I hadn't the faintest how the delicates setting on the washing machine worked, and they mightn't dry quickly enough on this cool evening. 

The deed done, I turned off her light and left her room. Over my dinner I couldn't help but think on it further. My rational mind was in session again. What if my sister didn't wash them immediately? Hell, she might even wear them! After all, she had barely worn them for twenty minutes. Or was that man-think? Perhaps women were more fastidious on these issues. There was no way that I could influence her decision without getting caught, which would surely spell my emasculation and eternal damnation. What if she noticed the staining? Would she think it the result of her own arousal, or, now experienced in cum-stained panties, would she identify its true nature? Would my sister work out that her own brother had wacked off in her panties, still warm and moist from her arousal, filling them with his cream? 

And if she didn't notice and wore them the next day... then her brother's semen - my semen - would be in direct contact with her slit, rubbing against her labia, insinuating itself into her skin. My musk, mixing with hers. I felt light-headed again, dreadfully aroused but also disgusted at my hedonic myopia. 

The rest of my night passed in this state of limbo, this horrible concoction of fear, guilt, lust and disgust, until finally I found sleep. Sleep was purgatory, my dream theatre playing scenes that would pass from eroticism to horror in the course of seconds. 

I jolted awake in the bleary grey light of pre-dawn, my heart beating within my chest. Quickly I went to my sister's door which, to my relief, was still open as she had left it. I turned on the light and it was exactly as the night before. Listening carefully in case my parents woke early, I stood at the threshold, aware that I was the criminal returned to the scene of the crime. I stepped in and took the underwear, holding it to the light, searching. In the harsh fluorescence the staining was visible and my heart fell from my throat to my stomach, where it pounded so loudly I was sure it would wake the dead. A cold sweat broke on my neck. If my sister looked closely she would undoubtedly see my transgression. Why hadn't I done this with a pair already in the washing basket? Why had I done this at all? 

Nothing for it. I carefully returned the offending garment to its position. It was up to the gods now. Dawn broke with gathering pace. Birds chortled. Did they sing my condemnation like a Greek chorus? I lay in bed watching as light burst around my curtain. 

I broke fast with my parents then whiled away time playing piano. Jen returned around 10am. I heard her in the bathroom, then her bedroom. Two excruciating minutes passed, the piano falling silent as I waited for the accusatory call. Several more minutes of silence, my fear easing. Nothing. I was surely safe. 

I went to make coffee, my sister entering the room as the kettle boiled. 

"Make me one too, please," she said as she breezed in. 

I nodded, my throat too constricted to force out any words. She was wearing a long skirt and bright blue blouse, giving me the odd impression of a school teacher from decades past, but her hair fell freely around her shoulders, framing her face in gold. A carefree country lass, then. 

"I'll just put on some washing," she said, and left. 

That set my heart racing. Perhaps I could check to see if the white ones were included? That would set my mind at ease. But how to check without arousing suspicion? I plunged the coffee and poured a mug. A click as the washing machine was closed and the hum as it started, then my sister returned to the kitchen. 

"So, sis, Luke is leaving today?" 

"Yes, his flight is this morning - I saw him off at the airport before coming here. Coffee's good, by the way." 

"I'm glad." 

"What?" 

"I mean, glad that you're back home. You've been out a lot since returning from Asia, you know, with Luke and co. I feel like I haven't seen you much this year." 

Jen smiled a warm, sincere smile. "You're a good brother. I missed you too." 

The case of the white panties was not resolved until later that day when I saw them out on the line. All my fear drained from me and I laughed at my how stressed I had been. There was no harm in it after all. 

* 

It was mid-January and the days were long, the mercury high. A new week began. While the sun was up I felt clear headed, able to focus on reading, music and games, despite seeing my sister wearing cut-offs and tank tops on a regular basis. I went to the gym each day with Jen and managed to avoid undue distraction, although I delighted in watching her work up a sweat. Nights were different. I tried to maintain a balance in my solitary exertions, using anonymous online erotica, my own experience and thoughts of my sister in equal measure. There was no repeat of my recent misadventure, for want of opportunity, so the memory had to suffice. 

"You should come out with me tonight," my sister said at lunch. 

"What did you have in mind?" 

"Oh, the usual. Clubs, drinking, talking to people: a little thing called living, dear brother." 

I scoffed, "Clubs and talking to people in the same sentence?" 

Jen rolled her eyes. "You need to get out there. Take that as sisterly advice; take that as an order from your elder -whatever. Too much lounging around the house." 

"Yes ma'am." 

My sister could be condescending at times, though she probably considered it 'helping'. 

"Will you be my wing-woman?" 

"Hmmm... No. Maybe you can rope in your friend, Sam? He's quite a charmer." 

I face-palmed. Jen chuckled. 

The first club of the evening was a non-starter, in my opinion. I handed over my money, received my alcohol and watched as slutty-dressed young women gyrated with poorly dressed young men. How common. Jen was with a small group of her girlfriends, and probably for that reason no one approached her to offer a dance or a drink. I observed a few chumps waiting in hope that she would split herself from the group, but it didn't happen. Perhaps they needed to work together. 

The second club was classier. There were low tables and chairs sunken into a quieter area of the club, a glass bar with glowing bottles of exotic liquor and a dance-floor in the centre. Male tactics were better here, for over the course of an hour Jen's friends were wooed away until only she remained of her group, sitting at the bar, probably waiting for someone to buy her an outrageous cocktail. She wore the same backless top and short skirt combo I had seen a while back, giving an excellent view of her figure. She wasn't drink-less for long. 

Me, I was having unexpected success with a petite brunette named Jacqui. Her clothing was conservative despite the warm night and she looked out of place. Her refusal of my offer of a drink indicated that she was probably a designated driver. I led her to the quieter area. 

"You came in with the blond at the bar, right?" 

"Yeah, she's my sister. How about you, are you with anyone?" 

"Some friends. I have to drive them home." 

"That sucks. I mean, it could be boring." 

She laughed, "Boring depends on company. Are you a boring man, Alex?" 

"Dullest man alive, I'll have you know." 

"You don't seem so bad. What do you do?" 

"I'm starting university, studying naval architecture." 

"That sounds fun! So you want to, what, design boats?" 

"Yeah, something like that. You know Blohm & Voss? Anyway, they build ships. I've always been interested in building stuff, big things. Too much Lego as a young'un." 

We spoke for a while, on topics I normally wouldn't broach with a girl at a club at midnight. Maybe her equal discomfort in the setting eased my mind. 

"Tell you what, I have to go but here's my number. Perhaps we could meet some time." 

She scribbled a number onto a cardboard coaster and passed it to me. 

"Yeah, I'd like that. Take care." 

I watched as she rounded up a couple of others and departed. Not bad, all things considered. Over at the bar another hopeful had approached and was talking to my sister. He was tall, taller than me even, and muscular. My guess: at least twenty five years old. He irked me. I walked to the opposite end of the bar. Now that I was closer I could see he had a hard face, neither ugly nor handsome. It looked like my sister was uncomfortable or unimpressed, but I didn't want to annoy her: she was, after all, capable of fending for herself. She had a half-empty glass in hand. However, now that Jacqui had left, I wanted to go home. 

"Excuse me," I said, standing next to the two of them. 

They turned and the man sized me up. 

"Beat it kiddo, can't you see I'm talking to this nice lady?" 

Yep, he was a jerk. Jen looked relieved at my arrival. 

"Chill dude. I just need to have a word," I replied. 

This had the opposite effect. He now looked angry, intimidating. 

"I said talk to someone else, kid." 

My sister opened her mouth to calm the situation but I wasn't impressed by his arrogance. 

"You need to back off, mister. She's my sister, and she's not interested." 

His lip curled at this and I thought he was going to growl and bare his teeth like an angry bulldog. I may have made a terrible mistake, this guy was huge. Then he smiled. 

"Well then. Enjoy your drink, miss." 

He left. I turned to my sister, who was flush with the sudden excitement. 

"Come on sis, let's go home." 

"I can't believe you said that to him," she giggled. 

"Yeah, well, he was being a jerk." 

My sister took a last swig from her glass and put her arm around me as we walked out of the club, her balance and coordination off. By the time we reached the bus stop Jen looked dizzy. 

"How much did you have to drink Jen?" 

"Uh, not so much," she chortled in reply. 

Too much, it looked like. I had stopped drinking when I started talking to Jacqui, almost an hour ago, but Jen looked out of it. I realised I'd never seen her drunk before. 

"Woah, I need the bathroom." 

"The bus will be here soon and we'll be home in twenty minutes." 

She grinned broadly, revealing her dazzling white teeth, "No, like: now." 

This wasn't so very amusing in my opinion. She tried to stand up off the bench but lacked the coordination for that and instead slumped into my shoulder, then rested her head in my lap her refulgent blue eyes gazing up at me, pupils dilated. 

"Come on, let's get you home sis." 

"You're so clever Alex. It makes me so -" she stopped as the bus pulled up. 

So what? My sister was kind of cute now, in a childish way, but mainly weird. I lifted her by the shoulders. The bus driver disapproved of the scene before him, the doors closed and the bus drove off. 

"Did that bastard just drive off?" Jen said, giggling hysterically. 

I called a taxi, realising I probably should have started with that. My sister was once again using my lap as a pillow. She put her hand on my right thigh and began idly rubbing it up and down. What?! This wasn't good. My beautiful drunk sister, clearly out of her mind, was sprawled over me and rubbing my leg as if intent on arousing me! Christ, it was like a dream I had. I gently took her small hand in mine and moved it to her own leg, where the rubbing continued, closer and closer to her crotch. The sheer perversity of the scene was both confusing and exciting. I felt my manhood stir beneath my sister's head, so I clenched and unclenched my fists repeatedly. 

Fortunately the taxi pulled up before any further madness could occur and I helped Jen in and gave our address. 

"She looks unwell. Make sure she isn't sick in the car," said the driver. 

He was right. She did look unwell, sort of manic, simultaneously energetic and unfocussed, uncoordinated and ecstatic. This didn't seem to be merely the effect of alcohol. I thought carefully as I watched my sister's odd, lewd movements, her head on my shoulder and hands in her lap. Drugs? But my sister did not take drugs, I was certain of it. If she had taken drugs, surely she would have done it hours ago and therefore exhibited this odd behaviour earlier in the night. Then it hit me. She had been drugged, surreptitiously, probably by that last guy. My brow furrowed. What had he said as he walked away? Enjoy the drink, miss. The fucking bastard must have spiked her drink, there was no other explanation. My sister had very nearly been the victim of date-rape. 

The taxi pulled up outside our house and I paid the driver then got Jen out of the car. She was frantic now, desperate to pee but barely able to walk. Gritting my teeth, I lifted her up and carried her, rushing down the driveway to the door, which I struggled to open while still carrying my sister, who was now laughing silently. She was light enough to carry fairly easily, but her squirming made climbing the stairs difficult. Finally we made it to the bathroom, whereupon a warm sensation spread as my sister relieved herself in my arms, completely wetting her skirt and me in the process. 




My Sister, My Slut Ch. 01



"Oops!" she cackled. 

Once I'd sat her down I considered what to do next. Obviously I couldn't leave her unattended, but nor did I want to wake my parents and have to explain why all this had happened, including my own failure to bring my sister home in time. For her part, my sister was decidedly unhelpful, carrying on in a most undignified way. I couldn't believe that my usually graceful, elegant sister had urinated on me like an infant. I turned and took off my shirt, tossing it to the floor. I needed a shower, as did my sister, but that posed a problem. Maybe I would need to wake my mother. 

What an unmitigated cluster-fuck. I took a cup from the vanity, filled it with water and gave it to my sister to sip and then put on the shower. We could shower clothed, that wouldn't be weird would it? Although I'd need to help her, otherwise she might slip. I turned to look at her, only to find that she'd already discarded her clothing and heels and was now sitting naked and looking at me, evidently pleased with herself. I'd seen my sister naked before, but not for several years. Yet there she now was, nude, her rose-pink nipples standing erect on her full breasts. I saw her pubis, the light brown hair of her landing strip now wet with piss. I couldn't turn away. She was marvellous, bare, and vulnerable. 

"Come on sis, let's get you clean," I ordered. 

Now was not the time to be distracted by lust. I had a duty to my sister. She had drugged, in addition to being drunk. Fortunately she was not vomiting. She nodded and I helped her to the shower. The water seemed to calm her and restore some sense to her addled mind. I stepped into the shower with her, happy to let the warm water wash splash over my bare chest, my sister's nakedness mere inches from me. Within my now water-soaked pants, my dick stiffened at primal urge, straining towards her. Suddenly she pushed herself against me, putting arms around me. I felt her warmth radiate into me as we hugged, her breasts pressed against my chest. 

"Thank you," she said finally. 

Those were her last words that night. She was coming down from the drug-induced high and the depressant was kicking in. I turned off the shower and gave her a towel, which she struggled with for a minute until I helped her. Towel in hand, I rubbed her smooth, athletic calves and up her thighs, my hands dancing over her cleft, coming tantalising close. Her lips quivered. Then her soft buttocks, her midriff, her bosom. She clasped her hands to mine when I had the towel over her breasts, pulling me in to touch her through the towel, moaning softly as she did so. I wanted to linger there, to squeeze and caress her. My mind and dick throbbed in coordination and my throat was dry. But I wouldn't - couldn't - take advantage of my sister so I finished drying her. Satisfied, I towelled myself off and then led her to her bed. She lay down and I looked for her pyjamas, but at this hour couldn't navigate her wardrobe, finding only dresses, jeans and shoes. Telling her to wait, I hurried to grab a tee shirt of my own, the largest I could find. I watched as she pulled it on, giving me a final tantalising glimpse of her pink slit and milky tits. I left to put on my pyjamas, returning with another glass of water. Jen was clearly very tired now, but I didn't want to leave her yet in case her condition worsened. Instead, I brought a chair over beside her bed and sat, watching the regular rise and fall of her chest as she fell asleep. It was well after 2am and I was exhausted. I watched over her, bleary eyed, until weariness claimed me. 

* 

The first thing I felt on waking was the stiffness of my neck. I had slept in an uncomfortable chair and my muscles did not appreciate it. My sister was still in bed, still alive to my great relief. It was Friday, 8.30am. My parents would have left to work an hour ago, evidently not checking upstairs before leaving. I struggled out of my chair and stretched then went to the bathroom, collecting the discarded clothing and putting it in the laundry. Jacqui's coaster and mobile number were lost to water damage. After, a Google search on date-rape drugs identified GHB, street name fantasy or liquid ecstasy, as the likely culprit as it was a psychotic aphrodisiac and significantly worsened motor control, particularly when combined with alcohol. 

In the harsh light of morning the events of night replayed in my mind on a loop. Had I done the right thing, washing her, drying her, simply seeing her naked? My intent had not been sexual. Well, maybe a little, but I had acted from brotherly love, from duty. Yes, part of me responded to the stimulus in a way consistent with evolutionary biological concerns, particularly when I felt my sister's nakedness pressed against me. And yes, my lusting may have led to sub-optimal choices when towelling her off. But what to make of her behaviour? Drug addled. Maybe she didn't even recognise me as her brother. Were drugs really that potent? The way she had embraced me, her soft, luxuriously bare skin against me, her hard nipples poking into me. How her slightly-parted quim had quivered as I held the towel millimetres from it, just barely brushing her. That could not occur in a vacuum, could it? The tantalising thought that my sister might share my lust danced through my mind. 

It was late morning when my sister finally roused. For better or worse I went to her room, finding her sitting on her bed, head in hands, wearing her dressing gown. 

"I have the most hellish headache. It feels like the devil is beating his way into my head," she groaned. 

I felt my heart fluttering, my throat suddenly parched. 

"Yeah," I mumbled. 

She raised her head and stared at me, her piercing blue eyes holding my gaze. 

"Why am I wearing your t-shirt, Alex? What happened last night?" 

Ah, the dreaded questions. That didn't take long. 

"Uh, well," I hesitated. 

I had thought about what to say, but now I actually had to say it. This really was a fuck-up. 

"Well, uh, we went clubbing, remember? To jive and Verdant, yeah?" 

She nodded, "I remember. Sort of. Actually, I'm a bit fuzzy on what happened at Verdant." 

"Simply put, I think someone spiked your drink. As in, you were drugged. That is, I'm pretty sure you were. You were really dizzy last night. I brought you home." 

She winced, pain creasing her delicate face. "Drugged? Like... roofies?" 

I nodded and there was a minute of silence. Faintly remembered trauma played across her. 

"Fuck," she said eventually. "What else happened?" 

"Not much. Like I was saying, I told the guy to bugger off and took you home in a taxi. You were tired and, well, high. I got you into bed and let you sleep it off. You weren't sick and nothing else really happened," I lied. 

My sister looked confused and fragile. I hoped that she didn't remember the bathroom stuff - how the hell could I explain that? 'It seemed like a good idea at the time' didn't mitigate how awkward it would be for the both of us if she knew. Christ, now I'd lied about it to her. 

"I, I need some time to think." 

I sat down next to her on the bed and put my arm over her shoulder. 

"I would never let anything bad happen to you, you know that sis." 

"I know," she said, resting her head on my shoulder, hugging me. 

I felt her sobbing silently against me and felt wretched. I had abused her trust, first in deed then in word. I could try and weasel out of it as much as I liked, I could blame it on alcohol or tiredness or pretend that I had only wanted to help, but I knew the truth of my lust, even if she didn't, even if it felt right at the time. Now she clung to me for comfort, her slender frame pressed against me and her tears dampening my shirt. I didn't have the heart to pull away and tell her the truth, to cause her further pain, so I sat, my insides churning with guilt. 

"I love you, Alex," she whispered at last. 

Her words felt like a dagger to my chest, at once filling me with hope and despair. She loved me, maybe she would even forgive me, but she would never love me in the way I loved her.



My Sister, My Slut Ch. 02



NB: This chapter follows from 'My sister, my slut 01'. A brief summary of events from previous chapter: brother finds sister's panties, lusts after sister, feels guilty, sister is drugged at nightclub, brother showers naked with sister. Comments and feedback are welcome. 

***** 

A pall fell between the two of us that weekend. I could see that my sister was still reeling from what had happened, and I had the sense that her memory was returning in bits and pieces. Being drugged and almost being a victim of a far worse crime had shaken her, but perhaps worse was her growing recollection of what had happened afterwards. She asked me several times; I refused to give a straight answer. I withdrew from my family, ashamed at what I had done, ashamed at my thoughts and fantasies. My sister recognised in me some internal conflict just as I recognised her confusion and fear. When I heard her sobbing late Sunday night, in the same way I had heard the sounds of her sexual activities, I felt my very soul was being trampled. By then she must have known what had happened at the bus-stop and in the bathroom - maybe she wasn't certain, maybe the details were still hazy, but when I caught her eyes in the hallway I could see how the memories troubled her. 

I hated myself. I hated that it still aroused me when I replayed the bathroom scenes in my head, thinking about what I should have done differently. I hated the bittersweet agony of my feelings for my sister. But most of all, I hated that she did not, could not, reciprocate them. The entire summer was a train wreck, starting with that simple laundry discovery which pushed me into an abyss of obsessiveness, of sordidness with my sister's panties, of dreams and angst and lust and guilt. 

I started when I heard a soft knock on my door on Monday after dinner. The door opened before I responded and I saw my sister. I felt a lump in my throat. 

"Alex, I think we need to talk." 

I nodded my reply, afraid of speaking. Jen sat on my bed and ran her hands along her thighs, then clasped them together, wringing them briefly. 

"You've been avoiding me all weekend," she said. 

No response. I evaded her gaze, afraid of the power it had over me. 

"Look, I've thought it over a lot. What happened, well, it was-" 

"-wrong," I interjected. 

My sister looked hurt. Heavens below, was it a mistake to say that? 

"Wrong," she repeated, her voice hollow. "I'm sorry I did what I did." 

Wait - she was apologising to me? 

"I wasn't thinking straight, I felt like I was floating above myself, as if in a dream. Forgive me, Alex. I need to hear you forgive me." 

"You did nothing wrong, sis. You weren't yourself." 

She nodded, relieved. "Yes, I wasn't myself. You saved me, Alex. I can't thank you enough. The mistakes I would have made..." 

I didn't really understand what she was talking about but I felt the tension between us diffuse. She didn't blame me for what had happened - I could hardly believe it. Maybe things could go back to normal between us. I would stop thinking sexually about my sister, stop fantasising about her, and then nothing like this would happen again. We could be normal siblings, nothing between us beyond brotherly/sisterly love. It would be a challenge, now that I had seen her naked beauty up close, now that I had felt her nipples pressed against me and the softness of her buttocks, to say nothing of her beckoning cunny. 

Despite my guilt and wretchedness, seeing my sister naked and feeling her hot body against mine had awoken a powerful curiosity in my sister's sex. Where previously I had only dreamt of her naked, or having sex with her boyfriend, a new dream came into my mind: the dream of entering her myself, of making sweet, incestuous love to my sister. It almost felt more absurd that I'd never had the thought before than it did weird to have the thought at all. Yet as the week bore on and outwardly my relationship with my sister returned to normal, inwardly my imagination grew more and more bold. 

My rational voice returned, now questioning the practicalities of the proposition rather than its morality. How could I get my sister to have sex with me? How would we hide it from our parents? How would we carry on in our lives afterwards? Perhaps I could get her drunk again, or take her in her sleep, or let her catch me jacking off in her panties and profess my undying love to her... Yes, her panties. I was having withdrawal symptoms; I needed another hit of her freshly discarded panties to sate my lust. I sought opportunities to this end, but it was not until Thursday that I seized one. 

My sister had indicated she would no longer go out clubbing, or even to bars, on account of her recent experience. This meant she was at home a lot, mainly in her room. Since her return from overseas I had relearned her daily patterns. At the end of the day she would change to her nightdress, go to the bathroom and then go to bed. She did washing on Mondays and Fridays. On Thursday night I stayed up, giddy with the excitement of what I was soon to do. When I heard her go into the bathroom I had to act fast, dashing into her room, going to her laundry basket, and seizing the day's pair. They were much plainer underpants than the previous pairs, to my disappointment, but once I had them back in the room and was inspecting them, I found that they were warm and damp with the scent of my sister's pussy. I inhaled greedily, then lay on my bed, whereupon I sheathed my dick in her plain, blue cotton panties and fantasised about my gorgeous sister. It was seven days since we'd gone to the night club, since I'd seen her enticing nakedness. Now I replayed those bathroom scenes in my mind, elaborating and embellishing, extrapolating. I would rub her clit, eliciting moans. I would enter her slick wet hole, first with my fingers, then my cock. My sister would feel her brother's shaft plunging into her pink folds, thrusting in and out slowly but with increasing urgency. 

I was panting heavily and the knock on my door did not register until it was already swinging open, as usual before I had a chance to answer. I pulled the sheets over me and moved onto my side so my fully erect cock wouldn't poke up so obviously, but I was too slow. My sister gasped at the threshold, her eyes wide. She was wearing her small nightdress, the outlines of her legs and the darkness of her thin line of pubic hair faintly visible, her nipples poking against the fabric. My cheeks turned a deep crimson. I was too embarrassed to speak or move, and my gaze was held as if for eternity by hers. 

"Close the door, sis!" I hissed at last. 

Instead of leaving, she stepped into my room and closed the door behind her. Then she took another couple of steps and sat at the end of my bed. I was petrified. What the hell was she doing?! Having her so close while I had her panties around my throbbing cock, barely inches from her and only covered by a thin sheet, filled me with great desire and terror in equal measure. I could so easily reach over, push her onto the bed, pull up her nightdress and take her. Equally, she could cry rape and then I'd have my parents storming up here and that would be the end of that. Neither thing happened. 

She placed her palm on my calf, causing involuntary and embarrassingly visible twitching through the sheets from my rigid shaft. 

"I believe you have something of mine," she said. 

Oh Christ! Why the fuck had she been looking in her laundry basket? And, what's more, why did she come in here to retrieve a pair of fucking panties - having worked out that I had them, surely my design for them was obvious? Her hand slid up my leg to where I was holding the sheet against my chest, threatening to pull it off me. I could hardly believe what was happening. I shook my head, my guilt as obvious as my blush. She yanked the sheet, but I held it firm with one hand, the other still wrapped around my cock. 

"Oh, are you using them?" she asked, smiling coyly. 

I had to be dreaming this - my sister, coming on to me. Goading me! 

"You know, after last weekend, I thought that I must be mad. Drunk and drugged as I was, I was still conscious, little brother. I know what happened that night." 

"What?" I sputtered. 

"All summer I've felt your eyes on me. At first I denied it, told myself that I was imagining things. But then I found the white panties from the night before Luke left. I'm sure you remember. They were on my bed in the morning, innocent as can be, until I discovered the secret within." 

My heart was racing a million miles a minute. I didn't understand what was happening, at all. Why wasn't she angry, or disgusted? 

"I was shocked, of course. Apparently my brother liked to jerk off in my panties. Initially it disgusted me, and then I thought about it more. In its own way it was touching. Maybe you just liked the sensation of cum-filled panties against your skin - hell, I could understand that. I did an online search. Actually it isn't uncommon, and not necessarily indicative of any sisterly fixation. Definitely not conclusive proof of," she paused, "incestuous desire." 

I felt a chill down my spine as she said those words and I felt quite ill, not with guilt, but with shame. 

"So I forgave you that indiscretion and waited to see if it would happen again. When it didn't, I figured you were simply curious and made a mistake. Things returned to normal. Then we went clubbing and I was drugged. As you observed, I was high as kite. An evil curiosity awoke in me to see what would happen if I messed with you a little. A little experiment, if you will, to find out the nature of your feelings towards me, and whether you'd act on them. Mind you, I wasn't thinking clearly." 

I trembled as my sister recounted events from her point of view, which had a couple of chronological errors but was otherwise accurate. Her embarrassment was evident as she glossed over pissing herself in my arms, but her tone changed as she continued, becoming more animated as she went. 

"I was drugged and confused, but I could have sworn that seeing me bare excited you. Then I saw your huge erection in the shower and began to appreciate the effect I was having on you. To be honest, it excited me. I felt like a sicko, but I couldn't deny that it excited me." 

My sister's voice was now wavering and her cheeks flush. "But you restrained yourself and helped rather than took advantage of me. And when my memories returned over the course of the weekend, I realised that it was I who was to blame for leading you on. I felt a terrible guilt, sure that you would reject me for my depraved behaviour." 

I couldn't believe it. She felt guilty for what she'd done! My sister, admitting to trying to excite me, even if she was drug-addled! I could only nod my head, my other head still twitching in my hand beneath the sheet. 

"Since Monday I've reflected on it all. I thought that my suspicions against you were all fabrication, a fantasy! Maybe I was mistaken about the white panties, I told myself. Maybe I was mistaken about what happened in the bathroom, simply imagining your arousal -after all, I was smashed. Maybe it was I who harboured the secret fantasy, not you. You can imagine my surprise then when I saw that my panties, the ones that I'd just taken off, were missing from my laundry basket. And here we are: here - they - are." 

With a sudden pull, my sister stripped the bed-sheet from me, revealing my hand clenched around my thick manhood, still clad in her panties. I gasped. She had exposed me, my crime painfully apparent, and yet she did not recoil. In fact, it was becoming obvious that my sister shared at least some of my perverted lust. All this time I had considered only my own feelings, never realising that my sister... well, I still wasn't quite sure. Did she want me as I wanted her, or just to know that I wanted her? 

"You look confused," she commented as she placed her delicate hand onto mine, avoiding contact with my throbbing shaft. 

She pulled my hand up and down, jerking my cock by proxy. The warmth of my hand, of her hand, of her panties and having her, my sister, my dearest, sexy sister sitting on my bed in her nightdress, playing with me, her brow furrowed with concentration, a ribald grin playing on her lips, her thinly-veiled bosom inches from my face... I feared I would come in that instant, coating my sister in my incestuous seed, so I pulled away from her sultry grasp. It was too much, to be suddenly thrust from fantasy to reality: I needed time to process what was happening. I am a thinker - I don't just do things, yet here I was, here my sister was and what was I doing? 

"You don't want me," she exhaled unevenly. "You just wanted my panties, not me." 

I couldn't speak. I didn't know what to say. Yes, I wanted her! Of course I did! But how could I say that? If I gave voice to my desire, there could be no taking it back. In a burst of motion she sprang away from me, out of my room and back into her own, her door slamming shut a second later. I made to follow then stopped myself and collapsed onto my bed, my mind spinning. 

I couldn't sleep that night, my heart was too charged. Within an hour I was in pain, punished by the blue-balls I had given myself, having become too confused to finish masturbating. Not when I could hear my sister crying into her pillow in the next room. At first I didn't understand her, but eventually I realised the courage it must have taken her to come in here and do what she did, putting her relationship with me on the line. In her eyes I had pulled away, rejecting her. Oh, if only I had told her the truth! She was now suffering the same turmoil I had been suffering. How easy it would be to go in there, to assuage her anguish by telling her how I felt, by apologising, by surrendering to the emotions we both felt. But I couldn't. A thousand scenarios ran through my mind and I was paralysed by fear. When morning light burst through my windows I prayed that I would wake from this fever-dream. Instead, at the threshold of my waking hour I fell asleep, too exhausted to continue. 

* 

My pitiful rest was interrupted by my mother calling me down to breakfast. 

"Jenny! Alex! Breakfast, sleepyheads!" she yelled from the bottom of the stairs. 

I cursed and dragged myself out of bed, stepping into the hallway at the same moment as my sister. She averted her eyes and started down the stairs. 

"Wait," I said. 

She didn't. Down in the kitchen we sat opposite each other, as usual, but she still didn't look at me. 

"I thought you and Dad had work this morning," Jen said to Mum. 

"No, we have the day off. I thought we all might go to the beach; it's a beautiful day for it." 

"Actually, I've got to go to work after lunch," my father grumbled. 

"We'll only be a few hours," Mum said, insistent. 

I groaned inwardly at the prospect. The beach was well and good, and it was a beautiful day - not perishing heat, but warm and sunny - but I wanted sleep far more. My sister looked equally thrilled as I at the prospect. However, we both knew Mum would have her way whether we liked it or not, so there was little point arguing. 

"It'll be good to get you two out of the house. Particularly you, Jenny. You've barely been out at all since Luke left." 

I foresaw a long, awkward silence in the car ride there with my sister, and was not disappointed. Being a Friday morning, the beach was not too busy when we arrived and my mother and sister went off to the toilets to get changed. I was already in my board shorts so I only needed to apply sunscreen. Dad, for his part, was pleased to be out of the office and we wandered onto the beach to set up a couple of chairs and an umbrella. 

Mum and Jen joined us on the beach. My sister was wearing the skimpiest bathing suit I'd ever seen on her, with the bikini top leaving plenty of her breasts uncovered and her bikini bottoms tight around her small bum. I nearly swallowed my tongue when I saw her cameltoe. Was she doing this to punish me? I looked away before Mum could notice my gaze. 

"Ah, my two beautiful ladies. This was a great idea, honey," Dad said. 

Christ, a great idea it would be if my sister wasn't here, teasing me with that ridiculous outfit. Not waiting around, I ran into the surf. The water cooled the heat in my loins, but the fire returned as I watched my sister rub tanning lotion into her thighs and the bare tops of her breasts. She was slow and deliberate as she rubbed her taught stomach, making circles down to her bikini bottoms. With this erotic show before me, I was soon hard as steel, and now unable to leave the water without revealing my tented shorts. What was she playing at? She didn't want to talk to me, but surely she knew what a tease she was being! I swam up and down the beach to get away from the titillating sight. 

Eventually I tired of my swimming and returned to my family, taking care to pre-emptively tuck my dick into my waistband where my semi-flaccid state was covered by my t-shirt. It was well I did, because as I approached I saw that my sister was now lying on her belly in the sun, her buttocks half bare. Her legs were parted enough for me to get an astonishing view up to her cameltoe, her pussy just covered by the thin fabric. My parents were reading and none of the three noticed my lingering, salacious stare. Or so I thought until my sister wiggled her butt before turning over again to look at me. 

"How's the water?" she asked. 

"Great," I replied, involuntarily licking my lips. 

My sister watched my expression with a keen interest and then stood up, giving me a view down her cleavage as she did so. 

"Well, I'll have a swim. You should come in as well, Mum and Dad. Alex says the water is great." 

My parents looked up and nodded, and soon we were all in the surf. My sister swam out deeper and I followed. 

"We need to talk about last night," I said once we'd stopped. 

"Last night? What about it?" she said, playing dumb. 

"Everything!" I replied, exasperated. 

My sister stared at me, her face bearing an odd, indecipherable expression. 

"Nothing happened last night." 

"Christ, sis! You know as well as I do that that was not nothing!" 

Suddenly her temper flared. "No, you're right! You stole from me; you fouled my panties with your sick behaviour! Then, then, you rejected me!" 

My sister turned her back to me with a huff. I was stunned. Our parents were twenty metres away but were oblivious. 

"I'm sorry, sis. I'm sorry," I said at last. "I was just scared." 

"I was scared too, Alex! It was a lot for me to take in. First, that my brother was masturbating in my underwear. Second, that you had seen me naked when I was drugged and that it got you hard. Oh, and third! That despite how wrong it was, I couldn't deny it aroused me too," she said, choking on her words. 

I closed the distance between us and wrapped my arms around her underwater, holding her around her tummy. My rock-hard dick was pressing into the small of her back, but I didn't care. I wanted her. I wanted my sister, to feel her again. Hearing her words dissolved my inhibition. 

"Stop it," she gasped as I nuzzled the nook of her neck, her wet golden hair against my cheek. 

I pulled her closer into me, into the hardness of my erection, as one hand crept up to cup her left breast, while the other slid down to the waistband of her bikini bottoms. 

"Stop it!" she repeated, more insistent this time. 

Reason had left me now. All I could sense was my hands squeezing my sister's soft breasts and my fingers groping down to her slit. Then a savage elbow strike to the side and I was forced to release her. My sister kicked away and stared at me, tears now in her eyes. 

"You can't treat me like that!" she hissed. 




My Sister, My Slut Ch. 02



"I don't understand, I thought you -" 

She gave me a black look, "You pushed me away last night, and now you want me today? It's wrong!" 

"But-" 

"But nothing! I won't be subject to your fickle desire, Alex! I'm not a toy and this isn't a game: you can't just fuck your sister and pretend like it's nothing." 

At that my sister swam away and stormed up the beach to her towel, wrapping it around her and lying down behind the chairs, where my view to her was obscured. I remained in the water, seething. The little tease! How could she behave as she did last night, wear what she was wearing today, and then call me fickle and storm off? 

If the drive to the beach was awkward, the drive home was excruciating. My parents chatted away happily while my sister and I stared out our respective windows in silence. Anger abated, I considered what my sister had said: "you can't fuck your sister and pretend like it's nothing". I didn't want to pretend it was nothing. It was everything; it was a passion that consumed my soul; to pretend it was nothing was life negating! But I did not simply want to fuck my sister, did I? I loved her, more than brotherly love, I was certain. Why couldn't she understand that? Why couldn't I understand her? 

For the second time in as many days I had blue balls, again caused by my sister. Licentious thoughts haunted my afternoon. My sister's skimpy bikini and the way it was tight across her pussy causing a cameltoe came to mind, as did her luscious breasts and the heat of her body as I held her against me in the water. At the same time, I understood the damage I had already done to our relationship. The further I went, the further we went, the more difficult it would to normalise until finally we would reach the point of no return and slide into the abyss. I longed for the abyss. 

* 

That weekend I made it my purpose to make up with my sister, make out with my sister, and then make love to my sister. Nothing else would do at this point. Waking from a lubricious dream on Saturday morning, before breakfast I sat at my desk and considered my plan of attack. 

First, I needed my sister to forgive and forget. To this end I cooked her breakfast in bed. Aware that I could hardly make my sister breakfast without also making breakfast for my parents, I worked away diligently and delivered my parents a meal - to their delight - before taking food upstairs on a tray. My sister liked Spanish omelette and strong coffee, so that's what I brought her. I knocked once and went in, finding my sister's nightdress had ridden up her body in the night, leaving her curvy butt bare to my hungry eyes. However, that wasn't the object of my visit. I coughed, she woke, and I handed the tray when she was ready like a good butler. 

"For you, sis." 

She peered at me and at the food. "Not poisoned, is it?" 

I chuckled. "My cooking isn't that bad." 

"Humph, I'll be the judge of that," she mumbled. 

This wasn't the joyous reception I had hoped for. I better have done a good job on the omelette. 

"Are you going to stand there and watch me eat?" 

I left her room. Ah well, I guess I couldn't expect too much: it'd have to be pretty damn heavenly food for her to open her legs for me on account of an omelette. Fortunately, there was more to my plan. I'd chalk that phase up as a success. 

Second, I needed my sister horny. I expected this would be the most difficult part of the plan, seeing as I could hardly force her to watch pornography and I didn't have quite the physique to be a male stripper. However, I did have intelligence in my favour and everyone knows the brain is the sexiest organ. Specifically, I knew my sister liked lingerie and I knew that she liked shopping. If the breakfast in bed had done its job, she might even forgive me long enough to let me take her to the mall, including a stop at Silk & Satin, the local lingerie and intimate apparel store. What's more, if my theorising was not deluded, wearing skimpy clothing turned my sister on. This was a case where my prurience of her sexual proclivities might pay off in spades. 

By mid-morning we were wandering around the mezzanine of the mall. Jen was in a better mood to my relief. I made sure that we walked past the lingerie store a couple of times before casually asking if she wanted to look inside. Of course, casually asking if one's sister wants to look at and buy lingerie isn't really possible, but she consented all the same, perhaps willing to humour me at my dime. Remembering that she'd admitted to getting horny at the thought of my own voyeuristic arousal, I was more than happy to oblige with the cash. 

We entered the store. It was small, with a few mannequins and racks of bikinis, brassieres, garter belts and even some kinkier items in the corner, including a top-bottom combination with slits that would no doubt reveal the nipples and pussy. I swallowed at the thought, but my sister looked instead to more conventional garments. Aware that I was out of place in a store exclusively for women's intimate apparel, I sat on a chair in the corner and idly played around on my phone, stealing glances at my sister as she browsed the racks, the store clerk at her side eager to help. After a few minutes she had picked some garments to try on, giving me a coy wink as she stepped into the try-on room at the back. I felt myself getting hard. The wink was sure proof of my plan's success. 

The two staffers at the counter were staring at me, probably wondering what relation I was to the most stunning blond to have ever entered their store. While I did share some physical similarities with my sister, the fact that we were siblings wasn't immediately obvious. We were both tall and blond (my sister's hair golden and mine paler), but there the similarities ended - in this sense we could be any two Scandinavians. I was pale and she lightly tanned. I had green eyes, hers piercing, pale blue. Most importantly, I was plain and she gorgeous. The thought that I might be mistaken for her boyfriend, and the envy that would arouse in others, excited me. 

Presently my sister reappeared from the small room at the back, waving me over. 

"How do I look?" she asked. 

What a question! Simply seeing her and my Rockwell hardness rating jumped to about HRC65 - which is to say, an obvious tent formed in my pants and I was glad that my back was turned to the clerks. 

"Oh, I see," licking her glossy, succulent lips. 

I'd never seen such an erotic sight as that before me. My sister wore long, sheer black stockings attached to a diaphanous garter belt which gripped her waist and accentuated her lean, ballerina-like figure. My eyes were drawn to the semi-transparent black and red panties, which had a floral pattern concealing her most intimate parts, hinting at but not quite revealing the secrets lying beneath. Then her breasts, so enticingly covered in a lacy bra that emphasised their natural size and cleavage, again without exposing too much but leaving me to yearn for more. My sister smiled at my transfixion and then span around, giving me a tantalising view of her back, before skipping back into the booth. 

The mesmerising scene ended, I readjusted my crotch area and shuffled back to my seat, careful to keep my back turned to the staff as much as possible. Finally my sister returned from cubicle, once again in her knee-length skirt and blouse. 

"Will you buy them for me?" she asked. 

How could I refuse? I walked to the counter with her and the cashier carefully scanned each item and placed it in a fancy cloth bag with the store's logo, S&S, monogrammed on the side. I knew that my bank account was in for a beating as I handed the woman my card. 

"Your boyfriend is a very lucky man," the woman commented. 

My sister blushed and smiled. "Yes, he is." 

I was thrilled that my sister had not corrected the cashier. My bank account half emptied and my card returned, the lady handed me the bag and winked. 

"Enjoy," the other clerk said as we left. 

The second stage was complete: if my intuition was worth a damn, a rousing success, in more ways than one. My plan was going swimmingly. It was possible that I could be rutting away in her by nightfall, if I played my cards right. However, I didn't want to rush it and risk provoking the same reaction as yesterday at the beach. So, I commenced the third phase of my plan: getting my sister drunk - or, at least, tipsy. 

Drinking is not something we did often at home. Not that my parents minded greatly now that my sister and I were both adults, but we'd normally go out rather than sit about in our rooms swigging vodka like alcoholics. However, my motivations would be transparent if I took my sister out, particularly given her last clubbing experience, so instead I suggested a movie after dinner. My parents were dining with friends at a fancy restaurant and I was in charge of cooking again. While I could manage an omelette, I went with pizza delivery instead of risking culinary disaster. As the opening scene of our rom-com started, I opened a bottle of white. 

"Here, have a glass," I said. 

My sister was curled up on the other end of the couch from me, still dressed casually in a skirt and blouse. I peeked to see if she was wearing a bra - she was, to my disappointment. Within an hour we were both two glasses down. For me that was pretty minimal inebriation-wise, but I hoped that my much lighter sister would be feeling the effects. 

"More?" I asked. 

She shook her head. I put the bottle back down and lay into the couch. One benefit of size (and masculinity) is being able to match and, if necessary, exceed the drinking of other, smaller, people. I'm no big drinker, never have been, but I had a substantial size advantage over my sister, so I was content to let the alcohol of two generous wine glasses have its way with her. My estimations were correct. My sister unbuttoned the top of her blouse, mumbling a complaint about the heat. A few minutes later she stretched her legs, resting her feet and lower calves over my thighs. 

I've never understood foot fetishists, but seeing my sister's delicate feet, with bright red painted toenails, I had an idea. I gently placed my hands on her right foot and started rubbing, softly pressing one hand into the arch of her foot while stroking her lower calf with the other. At first she squirmed before relaxing into the massage I was giving her. I could see the tension leave her legs. 

"That's nice," she murmured. 

After a little while I switched my attentions to her other foot, lavishing it with the same gentle touch. I did not look at my sister's face, but I could feel her expressions flow down her body and through the palms of my hands. Emboldened, I inched my way up her calves, keeping my hands in tender action. Although I noticed that her knees and thighs had parted invitingly, I did not reach up her thighs, instead contenting myself with her calves, which were muscular and bearing little fat, testament to her fitness. They were lean muscles, like a dancer's, not burly like a bodybuilder, and I enjoyed sliding my hands over my sister's delightfully smooth, hairless skin, illuminated only by the glow of the TV. I could do this for hours, I thought: to simply be there, touching her, having her enticingly close and real and mine. 

Eventually I felt movement in her calves, as if my rubbing them had brought them to life. First it was almost imperceptible as her right foot began rubbing up and down my thigh, approaching but not reaching my hardening shaft. Then her movements became more confident and she used her toes and the ball of her foot to stroke me. At last she came in contact with my stiffness. Her toes paused in their wriggling, as if a child testing the water, before continuing. I continued rubbing her calves in hope that this would prompt further pleasurable advances and was not disappointed. Without ever looking at her feet or my crotch, my sister's deftly caressed me through my pants. Jen used her big toe to circle around the top of my sensitive cockhead, eliciting a moan of pleasure on my part. It was a teasing delectation, full of promise yet unable to truly gratify. I wanted more. 

With libidinous glee I slid my hand up past my sister's knees, lightly brushing her thighs. My fingertips circled and danced across her skin, creating swirling patterns and eliciting another blissful moan as they approached the hem of her skirt and slipped under it. My sister was warm, almost glowing with her heat as my hand stroked her inner thighs. It felt so wrong, so perverted and dirty and forbidden, but my straining cock and moaning sister told a different story. It took all my restraint not to pounce onto her and plunder my sister's hot, wet snatch. But that was not my plan, at least not yet. I wanted her to lose herself to arousal first, to make her commit fully to our incestuous urges. She needed to be an active participant in our sordidness. 

I withdrew my hand from her thighs and gently picked up my sister's foot, bringing it to my lips. As I lavished her dainty foot with kisses I was rewarded with a stunning view up her legs to her shadowy pubis, where her white panties were visible in the low light. My cockhead twitched wildly as my sister's left foot traced circles around it. Greedily inhaling my sister's light floral bouquet, I saw that her face was now quite flushed and her breathing short. It delighted me that my touch could affect my sister in this way. 

"You're missing the movie, doofus," she breathed. 

I chuckled. The film was coming to an end and I wondered if the spell that held us in licentious heaven would end with the roll of the credits. Maybe I needed to work faster. I surreptitiously unzipped my fly and lowered my pants to my ankles, freeing my cock to spring up and stand tall. My sister gasped and withdrew her feet. Had I gone too far? Jen moved - I feared for an instant that she might run away - and then scooted over on the couch so her shoulder was against mine. I turned my head to face her but before I could act she planted a kiss on my lips. As I'd imagined, they were soft and succulent. My heart fluttered and I felt my pulse in my neck. Her perfume was in my nostrils. After the brief instant of our first kiss she withdrew. 

"This is so wrong. You're my little brother!" 

Her tone was not disgust, but rather heavy with arousal. Not taking any risks, I moved in for another kiss before she could reconsider. I opened my lips this time and cautiously slipped the tip of my tongue forward, seeking out hers for a proper smooch. Meanwhile, I put an arm around her back and my palm on her left breast. She moaned, our lips still locked, and I felt her return the kiss with her own tongue, pressing her chest out slightly so that her full breast filled my hand. I felt her hand on my thigh then on my pulsating shaft. Waves of pleasure spread through me as my sister pulled up and down, jerking my cock. We broke the kiss, each panting. 

"I can't believe we're doing this," she whispered into my ear. "Oh Christ, your cock is big!" 

I beamed at the compliment. I was indeed well endowed at around seven inches and a solid girth, but to hear my sister say it, her slender fingers wrapped around my erection, was rapturous. I pulled my polo off in a rush. As she pulled me into further bliss, I fiddled with the buttons on her blouse, eager to undress her and uncover her shapely bosom. 

"You're brilliant, my magnificent, sexy sister!" I replied, now short of breath. 

I wanted desperately to get a good grip on my sister and squeeze her tits. Finally I fumbled down to her last button. My sister was concentrating on my throbbing cock with both of her hands. Her strokes were now rapid and I felt my orgasm approaching. I was eager not to ejaculate over her hands and my belly, so I pulled away and got her out of her blouse, the interruption of attention to my quivering rod enough to cool my heat, delaying what would have been a messy climax. 

"Fuck," I groaned. 

I unclasped her bra and discarded it on the floor, my sister's tits finally bare and free to touch. They were luscious, her nipples hard and proud on her perky breasts. I wanted to lick and suck and squeeze and snuggle in her breasts all at once. My sister lay back into the couch and I moved on top of her, planting my knee between her legs, my cock pointing obscenely at her crotch. With my hands on the couch for support, I lowered my hungry mouth to her nipples and sucked one then the other, my tongue playfully flicking the tips of the little pink bullets. She tasted glorious, fleshy and real. Her hot lean body shuddered at my lustful touch. 

"Oh, Alex! This is so naughty, you depraved little boy!" she exclaimed as I pulled up her skirt above her hips and started rubbing her slit through the panties. 

Her words pushed me on. I wanted her everything all at once. My cock was hard and longing for her touch or, better yet, her hot, wet mouth. I was dizzy with desire, eager to lick her nipples, grope her cunny, and kiss her again, on her lips, on her pussy - everywhere! My sister's hands were sliding up and down her body and my chest, unfocussed. 

I pushed her panties to one side and felt her hot wet slit. She was slick with the honey of her arousal as I rubbed the length of her slit with my fingers before focussing on her clit. She groaned at the combined effect of the attention her clit and nipples were receiving. Slipping an exploratory digit into her wet lovehole elicited a gasp. Her moist folds opened to my probing finger and her quim trembled, delighting me with her moisture. I withdrew my finger and brought it to my lips to taste her juice. The scent was familiar from prior experience with her panties, but far stronger and much better, my sister's musk driving me wild. I licked my finger clean, savouring the salty-sweetness of her arousal, then returned it to her hot snatch. My sister was now clasping my cock again, pulling back and forth. I clenched my jaw. 

"I want you, sis. I want to be in you," I groaned. 

She nodded and I lowered onto her and guided my cockhead to her cunny, moistening it first on her slick slit. I put my fingers in her mouth and let her lick and suck them and then applied her saliva to my throbbing member. 

"Do it," she whispered. "Fuck me, fuck your sister." 

That was all the encouragement I needed. The sheer debauchedness of those incestuous words ignited a fire in my soul. I thrust forward, too needy to take the first entry slowly. My sister's cunt spread around my girth as I shoved in. We both moaned as her slick, velvety tightness gripped me. 

"God, you're tight sis! And wet. And hot. Your pussy is amazing," I groaned between thrusts. 

I drove in deeply and purposefully, plundering her slick, snug cunt. If she hadn't already been soaking wet I doubted she could take me this deep or this quickly. Clearly she was horny and as needy as me. After so much teasing and playing, I felt my cum boiling and the rapid clenching and unclenching of my jaw was insufficient to hold off my orgasm forever. Feeling my sister's rippling cunny around my throbbing cock had me panting and pumping as fast as I could. For her part, my sister was rising to meet me each time, her hips gyrating against mine, sending greater waves of pleasure into my sensitive shaft. 

"I'm going to cum, sis! Where, where?" I growled. 

My sister's breath was short, her face and body flush with heat. I noticed perspiration had formed between her glowing tits, which excited me. Her eyes were squeezed shut and her fingers were frigging her clit vigorously, just millimetres from my cock as it pounded in and out of her cunt. I couldn't hold off forever, her pussy was clenching my cock like a vice. Then I felt a rippling sensation around me and my sister squealed her orgasm. It was too much. I thrust another two short thrusts and then drove as deeply into my sister's tight cunny as I could. I came deep in her, spurt after spurt of hot cum splashing into her folds. 




My Sister, My Slut Ch. 02



"Christ!" she exclaimed, feeling my cum surging into her. 

As my climax subsided, I pumped in and out her a few more times, revelling in the sensation of my creamy seed deep within my sister's love channel. 

"You came in me! My brother came in me!" 

I smiled and fell into her arms, my softening cock still in her. Her breasts pressed against my bare chest. Never had I felt anything as euphoric as being within my sister's snug, creamy cunt. My prior albeit limited sexual experience paled into nothingness next to the ecstasy of fucking her. We lay in the afterglow of our orgasms, our bodies close and hot, my sister pushed into the couch under my weight. Finally I pushed myself up off her and slid my cock from her slick hole, watching as my white cum oozed out, contrasting with the pinkness of her slit. My sister was silent, her icy blue eyes fixed on the same sight as me. She slipped her fingers into her cunny and rubbed the creaminess of my cum. After bringing some to her lips and licking her fingers seductively, she pulled her white lacy panties back over her oozing pussy. I watched, lightheaded, as the fabric darkened. A wry smile danced on my lips as I noted that these panties had tasted my cream before.



My Sister, My Slut Ch. 03



NB: This chapter follows the previous two chapters of 'My Sister, My Slut'. You might read them first for context. Comments and feedback are welcome, as always. 

***** 

Seven hells, it had happened. I'd made love to my sister, came in her, and now had her nakedness sprawled over the couch next to me. It was thrilling having sex with Jen: she was astonishingly beautiful with my cock deep within her and her skin flush with sex. I wouldn't mind going at it again, I thought to myself. The incredible idea that we might make a regular habit of our incestuous coupling came to mind. 

"That was fun." 

'Hmm," my sister replied. 

Hmm... somewhat non-committal. Jen sat up, her brow creased - this boded poorly, I could just tell. Goodness gracious, she could be a fickle lass sometimes, a character trait I'd noticed many times growing up with her. 

"We shouldn't have done that." 

My dream of regular copulation looked fleeting. 

"I don't understand you, sis. First you want me, then you don't. We make sweet, sweet love, and then you say we shouldn't have." 

"I do want you, Alex - it's just wrong that I do. You're my brother, for God's sake." 

"It's just a bit of fun, that's all. Nothing to feel all guilty about." 

"Just a bit of fun?" said my sister, crestfallen. 

"Not a just a bit - a lot of fun! Hell, it was life-affirming sex. Divine." 

"Sinful, not divine." 

"Semantics, dear sister." 

My sister laughed and I breathed my relief. At that moment I heard the closing of car doors in the carport - our parents, returned! 

"They're back! Quick, get your clothes on." 

It was maybe ten metres from the car to the front door. I pulled up my pants, briefly catching my semi-flaccid cock in the zip, eliciting a howl. My sister already had her skirt on, so she grabbed her blouse then dashed up the stairs to her room, not bothering to button it up. I heard the key enter the lock; I had maybe ten seconds, so pulled my polo on and sat back on the couch, switching the TV to a commercial station. Late-night Turkish news, brilliant. The front door swang open and my parents entered the hallway. 

"Hi Mum, hi Dad," I called. 

"Hi," they replied, approaching the lounge room. 

I noticed my sister's discarded bra on the floor and grabbed it, my heart racing, tossing it behind the couch just as my mother poked her head in. 

"Hi Alex. You're up late watching TV," she said, looking at the screen. "Learning Turkish?" 

Goddamn. "I'm just channel surfing during an ad-break. How was your evening?" 

"Enjoyable, even if the company was a little dull. Is Jenny home?" 

"Yeah, in her room I think." 

I heard my parents walk down the hall to their room - we had managed to avoid detection that night, but it did highlight the risks of our forbidden lust: namely, being exposed, berated and potentially disowned. The risk of being caught with my cock in my sister's cunny - maybe that was part of the appeal of incestuous fantasy, but in reality it would be devastating to our family. No doubt Jen's fear of that outcome contributed to her seemingly capricious behaviour. 

The following morning, Sunday, was our traditional day of sleeping-in. Even my parents would not rise until mid-morning. I awoke incredibly horny having spent my entire night dreaming of the previous day. My rational mind had determined that we'd need to be very discrete for the time being. After this week, well, we'd have an apartment to ourselves and be hundreds of kilometres from anyone who knew us. This presented exciting possibilities, but I needed to test the waters with my sister first. This meant more sex. To that end I woke shortly after dawn and slipped silently into her room. 

My sister was in a short nightdress and although her room was dark I could still make out the enticing curves of her breasts and legs. I crossed the distance from the door to her bed, noted that her nightie had ridden up her legs as she slept, now barely covering her buttocks, and then crept onto her bed next to her, spooning her, my stiffness nestling against her butt. Jen stirred, still not fully awake, and her legs parted slightly, allowing me to position my cockhead against her slit, only the thin fabric of my cotton shorts between me and her. Putting one hand on her right breast, feeling out and circling her nipple, I began rubbing my erection against her. Already I could feel a moist spot form on my shorts, which I surreptitiously rubbed into her pussy lips. 

"Ugh," she moaned. "What's going on?" 

My sister awoke with my hot breath on the back of neck, the hardness of my cock rubbing along her cunny and my hand on her silk-covered tits. She tensed but did not push me away. 

"What are you doing here, now?" 

I continued playing with her nipples through the thin fabric of her dress. They were hardening at my touch, poking against the diaphanous material. 

"Enjoying you, that's all. Mum and Dad won't be up any time soon, I thought we could have some morning fun." 

"Sleep is morning fun," she groaned. 

"There'll be time for that when we're dead." 

"And we'll be dead if Mum or Dad catches us." 

She rolled over and looked at me, her pale blue eyes bright even in the darkness. Her hand slipped down to my tented shorts, hooked under the elastic and pulled them down, freeing my cock. My sister took it in her hand, still watching my face just inches away - I could feel the warmth of her breath on my cheeks -, and began rubbing. 

"What did you have in mind?" she asked. 

"This is a good start," I said. 

Jen was slow and deliberate; I could get used to this. Maybe it could be a morning ritual when we lived together interstate - an enticing thought if ever there were one! Idly I wondered if she'd given many hand jobs before, perhaps to fellow backpackers in Europe and SE Asia. Or would she have treated them to more? Not content merely to have my sister's hands rubbing up and down my shaft, I thought up further baseness. I couldn't explain why, but baseness and my sister seemed to go well together. 

"You're thinking dirty thoughts, aren't you? Naughty boy." 

I scoffed, "What does that make you? A naughty girl? Or a very naughty girl?" 

My sister smiled and her rubbing hastened. Pleasure was flowing from her hand up through my body, making my earlobes hot and my toes tingle. My rigid shaft was the conduit of this bliss. She was a virtuoso playing my instrument, possessed of a skill far exceeding my own in that respect; the irony that my sister could outclass me at jerking my own dick brought a wry smile to my lips. 

"The naughtiest, of course." 

I was breathing fast now and knew it was only a matter of time before her hot little hand would bring forth the flood. The gyrating heat of our two bodies on her bed fanned the fire in my loins. 

"You're getting close, aren't you?" 

I nodded. I wanted to last longer, I really did, but my eyes were locked to hers and my heart was racing and I couldn't think straight any more, let alone contain the pressure rising within my depths. My sister had a terrible effect on me. Maybe it was seeing the girl I had shared my entire life with a woman now, her sensuous form so close to me; I could hear her dulcet childhood laughter in the songbirds' morning verse. Or maybe it was the titillation as she twisted her hand softly, pulling up and down, electrifying the sensitive nerves in my member. Yet in the frantic energy of my need and her scintillating exertion, I felt tranquillity. 

"That didn't take long," she said, her voice calling my consciousness forth from its idyllic depths. 

"You're good at what you do." 

My sister slowed and stopped, leaving me gasping like a fish out of water. The pressure abated, at least for now. She propped herself up on the bed and crawled down to my crotch before giving me a sultry glance, licking her lips and lowering her mouth to my shaft. 

At first she took only the head, running the tip of her tongue along the little eyelet there. My sister's mouth was warm and moist and heavenly. Then she lowered her mouth further, bobbing up and down until at last she had most of my length in her mouth. Each time she went further until she gagged and brought her head up, before trying again. I felt her hand at the base of my shaft, where it was tugging up and down gently. The combination of her mouth, tongue and fingers was glorious. 

My sister had been hasty with her hand earlier, but now she was leisurely, not at all in a rush to make me cum. She was enjoying it, savouring me, licking and sucking on me as if an ice-cream. I watched her for a while, transfixed by her measured movements, then I lay my head back, closed my eyes and simply focussed on the rapturous sensations. Gradually her pace quickened and I could feel my orgasm approach. Soon she was taking me deep and fast, my cock pressing against the back of her throat for a brief instant before she would bob up again, gagging. It was a funny noise, the slurpy-gaggy-sloppiness but I couldn't deny it was excellent oral. 

"That feels amazing, sis," I said as she used her free hand to cup my balls. 

I could feel the heightened sensations that preceded orgasm. 

"Let me taste your cum, little brother." 

That was all the encouragement I needed - how could I deny her, my goddess, my sister? My hips flexed, my glutes tensed and my cock started to spasm in her hot, wet mouth. My cum flooded forth and I watched hungrily as she took my incestuous seed within her mouth, some dribbling from her lips down my shaft. I came and came, spurting what felt like a torrent of white creamy ejaculate into my eager sister's mouth, where still I could feel her tongue at the tip of my cock, teasing out further drops. Slowly I subsided, the tension left my body and I fell back into a wondrous dream-like state, this forbidden nirvana. My eyes devoured the captivating sight before me: my sister, her golden locks catching the bright dawn light through the blinds, her skin glowing, blushed, her lips shining with the gloss of my cum. She held my cock in one hand, her delicate, slender fingers wrapped around it, with the other gently caressing my balls. Kneeling on the bed, smiling, she tipped her head back and swallowed. I gasped, or maybe I was silent - at this point I knew not; I had surrendered to sybaritic oblivion. The pure eroticism of seeing her swallow - not spit, but to willingly take her brother's salty-bitter seed into her mouth and swallow! I could have almost orgasmed again. In the aureate radiance of sunrise, my sister moved forward, crawling over me, and then lowered her lips to mine. I could taste my seed on her lips and tongue, residue of our taboo deed. 

Finally our lips parted. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her in close for a hug, delighting in having her pressed against me. Then I manoeuvred on top of her and pushed the silky fabric off her breasts so that I could lower my lips to her collarbone and kiss a trail down to her nipples. I wanted to return the favour, but honestly it was my lust that drove me as much as any noble sense of gratitude or duty; I wanted to taste and feel my sister's nubile body. Her intimate, erogenous flesh was now open to me like Aladdin's magic cave. Open sesame, I whispered. 

"That feels nice," she said as I kissed down her breasts over her taught stomach to her Mons pubis. 

I raised her nightdress above her hips to give me access to her cunny, but did not target there immediately. Instead, I kissed around her inner thighs. She wiggled and gyrated her hips. I treated her to teasing brushes of my lips on her bare skin and the occasional lick, letting my hands wander over her. So close to her, I could feel her musk in my nostrils, drawing my attentions to her puffy pink lips, affecting me like pheromones. I was going on instinct, not experience, but my sister was responding well to the insinuation of my tongue into her folds, the tip of my nose rubbing against the top of her pussy. My saliva mixed with her juices and I started licking her clit, which prompted the involuntary tensing and relaxing of her thighs as I began spelling the alphabet onto her firm little button. My sister's cunny had an interesting flavour, a little tangy, but pleasant. 

"Christ, you're good at this. To have my brother eat me out!" 

I redoubled my efforts, bringing a finger to rub her slit before slipping into her tight, moistening pussy. My sister liked using those words; I could tell that the taboo-ness of our incestuous passion aroused her as much as it aroused me, as if the more explicit our words the fainter the fearful reality of our transgressions. I curled and uncurled my finger inside her, still sucking, licking and kissing her engorged clit. 

"Ohh, fuck. That's great," she moaned. 

Pushing another finger into her folds, I straddled her, blessing her perky nipples with kisses and soft suckling, all the while plundering her wetness with eager thrusting digits. Jenny's pussy was tight around my fingers and slick with lust. My cock was hardening again at the thought of entering her as my sister's panted and moaned. Soon I felt the sudden twitching and contracting around my digits and saw her abdomen tense. Her fingers were in my hair. 

We lay together for a while, our hot, contented bodies close, watching as light filled the room. Then I rose, dressed and stole a quick kiss. We each tasted of the other. Back in my own bed I smiled and fell easily into sleep. 

* 

"Come on sleepy-heads," called our mother from the foot of the stairs. "Breakfast!" 

I looked over at the clock - 10am, a couple hours of shut-eye since my earlier activities. At breakfast I faced my family, cautious that I should not reveal any of what had happened in the past 24 hours. Can parents sense things by intuition? Perhaps less well than they think, for though I felt the heat in my cheeks as I ate, the earth did not crack open and swallow me whole, nor did I taste my parents' wrath. Jen was vibrant, a charming contrast to the dark uneasiness I felt as I watched her, although subtle hints in the creasing of the brow and faint flecks of fear in those brilliant blue eyes suggested that, at the least, she was still of two minds. 

After breakfast, I pushed my concerns to one side and busied myself with preparing for my move interstate. One can tell a story from the odd collection of things that spill forth from a desk as it is emptied. Here, some exercise books from high school. There, a partially broken mobile phone. Old birthday cards, this one from Mum, another from a friend, and here, in my sister's flowing script a card from my eighteenth, my seventeenth, my sixteenth years of siblinghood captured on cheap supermarket-bought cards. 

As is often the case with cleaning processes, I found myself stalled, distracted and unproductive after a few minutes. My hands moved idly and my mind could not focus - how could a mind focus when the past weekend had been so odd, so lusty and so unavoidably forbidden? My childhood possessions spread before me, I felt once again like a child who, having broken his father's prized model car, waits trembling, his heart palpitating, an energy-draining sickness in the bottom of his gut. He knows his crime will be discovered soon. He knows that the heavy, angry thuds on the stairs presage his doom. And he knows that, if he had his time again, he would not have played with the toy forbidden him. Yet I wasn't so sure. Being with my sister made me feel whole, not broken. Did she feel the same? 

* 

The day slipped away as it is wont to do while we mortals squat in the dirt and pick and peck at our mortal possessions and each other and fill our minds with temporal distraction. My room was mostly cleared. I had moved years of clutter from my desk to my mind, where the oddest memories would strike me with pangs of humiliation and regret. How strange that we should remember our most trivial errors so acutely and that these thoughts still bear their sharp edge, while years of happiness fade into the haze. All things are ephemeral - but, of the emotions, shame and regret live longest. 

My melancholy was dispelled over the evening meal by my sister's presence; such has often been her effect on me, and for many a season before this. She was the cool balm, the calming elixir, to inward tumult. Yet even that happy thought could not go un-accosted by my cynicism: if she was the cure, she was only the cure to the disease of my lust for her - and, in this light, no more a cure than another hit of heroine is for an addict. Oh, unhappy mind! The gods were pulling me this way and that like a puppet. My Apollonian years of secondary schooling were ended and Eros was ascendant. 

"You seem distracted this evening, Alex," said my mother. 

"Humph. Thinking about the move, that's all." 

"I remember leaving home when I was your age. You get used to it. Besides, you'll have Jen there with you. That'll be fun, won't it?" said Dad. 

Jen rolled her eyes and feigned protest. "Ew!" 

"Thanks for that, sis. I look forward to it too." 

My mother laughed, although I think she was a bit sad about me and Jen moving out. After dinner I went to my sister's room on the pretext of helping with packing. 

"Strong progress, sis," I said sarcastically as I surveyed the carnage. 

She scowled and turned toward the wardrobes. Her room was a mess. Dresses, tees, jeans, socks, books - everything - were spread randomly across the bed and floor. Two large suitcases were each half filled, although I couldn't really determine why some things were in one suitcase and not the other. A couple of boxes of personal effects lay on the floor at the end of the bed. I noticed a couple of polaroid-style photos from a photo-booth of Jen and her French ex, Luke, in one. 

"Luke's coming with us?" 

"What?" 

She turned and looked at the photo I was holding and frowned. 

"He was nice, you know." 

I raised an eyebrow. 

"If you're here to help me pack, how about you grab the box up the top there instead of passing commentary," she said, pointing to the top of her wardrobe. 

"Think you'll be ready for Tuesday?" I asked as she started emptying its contents onto the floor. Some athletics trophies from high school and a recorder. 

"Think you're ready to shut it?" she retorted. 

"What's gotten into you?" 

"You, for a start." 

"Well, at least you already know what I'm packing." 

Jen relented, smiling briefly. She was, however, focused on the job at hand and sent me back to my room since I wasn't helping. There I considered the following day. We each had going away drinks with our friends in the evening. I wondered if my friends would notice anything different about me, but sex doesn't really change one's appearance, even if it is incestuous. Although I'd initially been very disappointed that none of my school friends would be moving interstate with me, it occurred to me that in light of recent events, it may be for the best. 

Monday came and went and Tuesday began. Our parents had arranged to get to work later in the morning so that they could see us off. I hadn't had much to drink the previous evening, so I woke bright and sharp and put a final couple of things into the car. Of course, we weren't taking all our possessions interstate with us and we'd back home at the end of the semester, so I was amazed by the quantity of stuff that my sister had packed into the hatchback. She rose a bit later and we had our last family breakfast for the near future. 

I was eager to hit the road, but as my sister jumped into the passenger seat Dad pulled me aside. I recognised his stern fatherly expression, the kind reserved for special occasions. 

"You look after you sister, Alex. Okay? And don't get up to anything too naughty. I don't want to hear any complaints from the landlord or the university." 




My Sister, My Slut



"You've been reading too much porn," I say. I shove my cock into the weepy slit of my sister's snatch and watch her pussy lips collapse around it, sealing it in, sucking it into the super-heated chamber of her vaginal canal. I bury myself inside her. I bang, I thrust, I bounce off the meat of her ass, only to drive my cock harder and faster and deeper into her.

"Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck," Jamie whimpers, mewling like a big sister should. Her face is buried in Mom's pillow, her fingers clutching the bedspread. She bathes my cock in her sticky cunt honey, some of it dripping off my balls and melting into the spread.

I hear footsteps in the hallway and the doorknob rattles. "Kids?"

"Don't fucking stop," Jamie hisses, feeling my hesitation. "I'm going to cum! Keep fucking me! Cum in my pussy!"

Oh, Christ, what am I doing? I need to pull out. I need to get up off of my sister, grab my clothes, and jump naked through the window. That's the only thing that will save us now.

But I don't. I keep plowing my sister's cunt, my balls slapping against her flesh with every smack of my pelvis. I keep fucking her even as I hear myself saying, stupidly, "Mom's right outside! Now what?"

Jamie's too far gone to care. "Oh, fuck that feels so good, Jimmy," she says, arching her perfect ass to meet the pounding she's taking. Then she throws me a curveball. "Don't worry about Mom—she already knows."

"Whaaa?"

"I didn't want to tell you before. But I can see that you're a big boy now. Ugh, shit. Such a big boy."

"Oh," I say, as though my sister has just informed me that the sky is blue. Mother knows that I'm fucking you. How nice.

I get up on my haunches and ride Jamie like a stallion put out to stud, trying to pin my cock to her cervix. The door opens and I'm looking right at my Mother as she places a tray of drinks and sandwiches on the dresser. She meets my gaze. She smiles. Something like lewd curiosity clouds her eyes. 

"Jesus Christ!" Jamie shrieks, her voice muffled by the pillow. "Fuck! Shit! Mom, take our pictures. Hurry! Now!"

On the sandwich tray is a little Kodak instamatic camera, the same one that took the photo of Jamie and our father getting intimate. Mom picks it up and walks around the bed until she's behind us.

"Mmmm," she says, delighted by what she sees. "Is my little girl going to cum? Fuck her, Jimmy. And when you cum do it on her ass. That should make for a really hot picture."

Mom moves in close, the camera focused on her son's and daughter's copulating backsides. It's too much. I can't hold off any longer. My balls clench and I feel my cum surging up through my shaft. At the same time I feel Jamie shudder beneath me and hear her scream into her pillow.

I pull out. I fire off three quick bursts of semen onto my sister's ass.

Click! Click! goes Mom's camera.

Another orgasmic wave, this one more intense, floods my body with ecstasy and a geyser of spunk erupts from my dick, splattering Jamie's fleshy flanks like bacon grease.

Click! Click! Click!

"Got it!" Mom says. "Now that was a money shot!"

...

So that's how it is at our house now. None of us bothers with clothes, for obvious reasons. We don't even answer the door, except when groceries are delivered. And film for the camera, of course. Lots and lots of film.

"Meet the new Dad," I grunt when I fuck my mother on the dining room table and make her cum.

"Same as the old Dad," my sister groans while I sodomize her in our specious backyard.

If we ever did have visitors they would see our refrigerator plastered with our dirty pictures. They would see unmade beds and soiled towels strewn about. They would find discarded wads of Kleenex and empty tubes of lube in the trash. And they would see endless loops of porn on our DVD player.

So far no one's gotten pregnant, or hurt, or bragged about our sexual exploits to the neighbors. And, more good news, Dad—the original Dad—is coming for another visit. Ever since I read his letter my cock runneth over with anticipation.

Because I've never fucked a guy before. And certainly not my father. But there's a first time for everything.





My Sister, My Teacher



My sister is two years older than me. Two years and three months to be exact, We've always got along great. Perhaps it's the age difference but I suspect it's sports. We've both played every possible sport since we qualified for whatever peewee league existed in our area. So, she was busy doing her thing and I was busy with mine, we both supported each other, wanting the other to succeed on whatever team it might be at the moment. I've been pretty good and she's been even better. I'm now a senior in high school and she's at the local community college, about ready to move on to a major college next year.

I think it's fair to say she's a fox. She's far from the butch dyke jock like some may think of. She's been Prom Queen and Miss Something-or-other a couple times. She earns money modeling. Dark hair, great body, about 5'9" tall, gorgeous face. I do all right too in looks. 6'2", good shape, work out all the time, perhaps not movie star handsome but with the same dark hair and a face that's definitely related to hers. We're Irish heritage on both sides with green eyes and fair skin to go with the dark, almost black, hair.

But we're different, too. She's always had boy friends, dated a lot, is very outgoing. I think I'm almost afraid of girls. Can't seem to know what to say when I'm around them. Lots of guy friends but no girl friends. I envy guys who seem to be able to just make out with any girl they see. In my senior year, already eighteen, I've finally got up the nerve to ask a girl for a date for the first time.

Karen's very nice. Seems willing to put up with my being quiet. And she's about as gorgeous as Sis. Blonde instead of dark and 5'5" instead of 5'9" but with a similar great body and a very pretty face. I'm supposed to pick her up at her house this Friday to go to a movie and then probably a snack or something. It scares me to death. What should I do exactly? I mean, I'm normal, at least sort of. I would hope to get around to having sex with a girl sometime and Karen would be perfect. But I don't even know how to kiss, let alone fuck. And I have no idea of what to do to get her interested or how to go about the whole thing. I think most guys did this back in seventh grade but I never have.

Anyway, my sister, Sue, and I are sitting on the couch watching something dumb on TV. She seems to like it but it seems silly to me. A guy hugs this pretty girl and gives her a quick kiss. I never planned to but apparently my thought came out aloud.

"I wish I could do that."

"Do what, Mikey?" Sue asks me.

"Oh, like that. Just casually hug a girl and kiss her. It seems like everyone can do that but I can't."

"Can't hug? Can't kiss? Why not?"

"I don't know. It's just I've never done it. I don't know how. And I don't have the nerve to do it."

"You have a date tomorrow don't you? And that's what's bothering you."

"Well, yeah. I guess so."

"Who with?"

"Karen."

"Little blonde Karen with glasses?"

"Well, yeah but she isn't all that little any more and she doesn't wear glasses any more. I think she's pretty and she has a terrific body. I'm surprised she agreed to go out with me but from what I've seen, she really hasn't dated a lot either."

"If I remember, her parents are pretty strict. Probably scared off some dates."

"Well, I've always got along with them. I don't think they should be a problem. My problem is, how do I go about kissing her without scaring her and making her mad at me? And how do I move on to something more if I ever do manage to kiss her?"

"Well, the kissing part is easy." She hunches herself over right next to me. ""You're going to a movie with her, right?"

"Yeah." 

"O.k., pretend I'm her and we're in the movie, sitting next to one another. Put your arm up around behind me, yeah, like that. Drop it a little so you're holding my shoulder. Yeah, like that. I'll be willing to bet she'll lean to you and put her head on your shoulder, like I'm doing."

She snuggles up next to me and leans my way and puts her head on my shoulder. "I think that's what she'll do. If, instead, she grabs your hand and tosses it back at you, well, you aren't going to get anywhere anyway, so lets forget that. O.k., lean your head down some and kiss my face wherever you can, the side of my face maybe. "

I do as she said. I manage to kiss her cheek. She turns her head and looks at me. "I bet she'll do what I just did. Now, kiss her on the lips. I mean, kiss me."

I kiss her.

"No, Mikey. You're not kissing the teacher or grandmother. Kiss her for real. Here, let me kiss you the way you're supposed to kiss her."

Her lips are soft and they push against my lips. Her lips seem to move a little. And she keeps kissing me, it isn't just a peck. She stops. "Like that," she says. "Now you try it on me."

So I do. I try to do as she did. "Well, that's better. A lot better. But it doesn't seem like you really have any emotion behind it."

"Well, you're my sister."

"Well, yeah. But just for the moment pretend I'm not. Pretend that I'm a girl that you want really bad."

So I try again. I can actually feel my cock getting hard. "There," she says. "That's it. Kiss her like you want to. That was great Mikey. Now let's try it again. This time, pretend you've already kissed her several times and you want to move on a little. O.k?"

She leans to me and kisses me. I kiss her back like I did before. She starts pushing her tongue between our lips. "What are you doing?" I ask her, breaking our kiss.

"I'm french kissing you. It's sexy. It lets her know you're interested in her as being sexy. She'll probably let you, will even put her tongue into your mouth. You can sort of suck on each other's tongues. So, let's try it, o.k?"

So we kiss again and it actually is very sexy. I manage to get my tongue into her mouth, too. It's a little messy, trading saliva, but it's fine.

"O.k. Mikey, end of lesson. We keep this up and we'll end up in bed and brothers and sisters aren't supposed to do that. But just do like we just did. It'll work. Let her respond, you don't want to move ahead any faster than she's willing for you to." 

She hunches herself over a couple feet away and we both start watching the TV again. But my mind is racing. I liked that, really liked it. I hope Karen does.

Karen does. It takes me awhile in the theater to get up my nerve to try it but it works. She kisses back pretty much as Sue had. Neither of us sees much of the rest of the movie and when the lights come on we both lean back and look at each other as if we wish it had stayed dark and we were still kissing. We then went and had coffee and some pie and talked. I've never talked to a girl as easy as I did with Karen. Another big, long kiss at her front door. She agrees to go out with me the following week.

Next day, Sue asks me how it went and seems happy when I tell her it was all perfect, thanks to her help. But then I spend several days worrying about what to do next with Karen. I can't just keep kissing her, she's going to want to move on but I have no idea what to do next. Thursday evening, Sue and I are again on the couch watching the same stupid program as we had the week before.

"What do I do next?" I asked her.

"Next?" she says. "What do you mean?"

"With Karen. We've kissed and she seems to like it. So now I need to go to the next step. What do I do next?"

"Mikey, most guys have gone through this on their own when they're maybe fourteen. What you do next is feel her up a little."

"Feel her where?"

She slides over next to me. "O.k., kiss me like we did last week." So I do.

"I think you've gotten pretty good at that. Practice must help. Now, no girl likes to be too surprised or get mauled so whatever you do, be gentle and kind about it, like you like her. Now, we're sitting her kissing. What do you do with the arm that's not around my shoulders?"

"Well, as I think about it, I put it on her waist."

"Do that." I do. "Now, just take that hand and move it up onto my breast." I do. "Gentle, I said. Don't grab just feel it lightly." I do. "That feels good. I bet Karen will think so, too. If she doesn't, she'll take your hand and move it away. I'm not sure because I've never done that. She probably means it but if she does that, kiss her some more and then try it again." Through this, I'm softly holding her breast.

"Uh-huh, like that. You're doing great. Now the question is, what next? You can't just stay holding her like that for hours. If she's letting you do that you need to try a little more. 

Depending on what she's wearing, you want to try and get your hand under her blouse or top onto some bare skin. Maybe unbutton a button, maybe pull her top up out of her skirt or pants, whatever."

She's wearing a t-shirt and shorts. I slip my hand up under her T-shirt and move it up until I can hold her breast again, over the brassiere she's wearing. 'Good move, Mikey. Comfortable, not scary. But now you have to get under the bra somehow. Most bras fasten in back. So move your hand around onto my back. Uh-huh, like that. Now just feel my back a little, run your hand up and down. Caress is the word, I think. You're not giving me a massage you're trying to tell me you like the feel of my skin."

I do that. She feels great. I kiss her again as I caress her back. "Oh, yeah Mikey, like that. Now, feel the back of my bra strap, find the hooks. You've got to do this one handed if possible. You want to pull the hooks out of their holders or eyes." I try. "No, don't break them, just slide them out. Yeah, you did it." I'm now running my hand up and down on her bare back. I kiss her again. She takes my arm and pulls on it a little and I realize she's trying to get me to move it around to her front and onto her breast again. So I do that, onto her stomach and then up some, sliding under the loose bra and holding her bare breast."

"Mikey you're a natural. Now move your hand a little and find my nipple. Yeah, Rub it between your fingers. Yeah. Pull on it a little. Oh my, Mikey. I think that's the end of the lesson. I may have taught you too much because you're turning me on and you're my brother. In fact, I need to go to my room and use some of my toys." She pulls away from me and stands up and leaves. I watch her go, realizing that's she really is a gorgeous, sexy girl.

In the movie the next night, Karen and I are kissing right off the bat. It takes me half the movie or more to get the nerve to try what Sue had suggested to me but it works. Karen doesn't have on a T-shirt, I have to unbutton it a little but the result is the same. It takes me even longer to get her bra unfastened but she leans forward a little to give me room and I do it. In a little while, I'm holding her bare breast, playing with her nipple. She uses her one hand to grab my cock. I have on underwear and pants so she's feeling it outside all that material but she's grabbing and moving her hand and figuring out what I've got there. I'm hard as a rock. She's not nearly as gentle as I've been.

"Michael," she says. "Kiss my breast, suck it." I pull my hand out for a moment and unfasten two more buttons and then get my hand back on her breast and lean down to get my face to it. I kiss it like she asked. I get my tongue out and lick around on it, getting my tongue to her nipple. Then I get my lips onto her nipple and suck like she asked. She's moaning and working her hand on my cock like mad. I think she's going to make me cum. Then she leans her head against my shoulder. She's almost biting my shoulder and I can hear her making a noise but muffling herself into my shoulder. Her whole body sort of jerks and jumps, her hips are jumping and she grabs my cock really hard and just holds it. Then she falls back almost like she's fainting or something. I move my head back and look at her. She's smiling.

We kiss again and the movie is over. She buttons her blouse and we get up and leave. I can tell, her bra is still unfastened and she doesn't seem to care. She says, "I don't really want any coffee or anything, why don't we just get in your car and spend some time."

It ends up that I suck on her breast and then the other one and we kiss a lot and she feels my cock through my pants and moans a lot. Then she does like she did before and stiffens and then faints sort of and says she needs to go home. At her front door we kiss and she tells me that next week her parents are going away and I should come over and we can just stay at her house instead of going to a movie.

The next day and Sunday both Sue and I work at our part time jobs and don't see each other except as we eat or pass on our way in or out. Monday evening, she's on the couch watching TV, another dumb show of some sort. I come in and say, "Sue, I have another problem."

"Oh, Karen?" she asks and I nod yes. "How did it go last time?"

"Very good. I not only felt her breast but kissed it and sucked on the nipple. And then the other one."

"You're doing great Mikey. What did she do?"

"Well, she felt my cock a lot. Not bare, it was inside my pants. And the reason I sucked her nipples is that she asked me to."

"Great, Mikey. I think she's ready for more, don't you?"

"I know she is. She told me that her parents are going away and she wants me to come over to her house and we'll be alone and able to do whatever we want. So now I'm going to need to do a lot more that I don't know how to do."

Sue looks at me and grins. "That doesn't strike me as a big problem. It should all come pretty natural. But if you can, get both of you naked in her bedroom. Or in some bedroom. Naked bodies pressing against each other is always really sexy. It turns me on just thinking about it. And somewhere along the line you should eat her."

"Eat her? What do you mean?"

"Get your face to her pussy and lick her, use your tongue on her clit and make her cum. I guarantee you, every female in the world loves to get eaten."

"Oh, I'll screw that up. I've never even seen a pussy, I have no idea what a clit is. There must be good ways and wrong ways to do that and I'll hit the wrong one, I'm sure. It scares me."

"Oh shit, Mikey. I'm into this too far to stop now. Let me show you." She stands up, grabs her shorts with her hands and pulls them down her legs, then grabs her panties and does the same. She standing there in front of me naked from the waist down. She gets on the couch right next to me and turns and lays on her back and spreads her legs real wide, one foot is up on the back of the couch, the other on the floor. "Lean down Mikey and take a good look."

She's hairy. "You're hairy," I say.

"Well, yeah. I'd be even hairier but I trim it so it doesn't get in the way of what you're about to do. Maybe you should trim your hair down there, too, for Karen. Now lean down closer, lower than all the hair." She has her fingers down there. "See," she says, using her fingers to pull herself open. I can see, she's all pink inside. 'Now put your tongue in there and lick me." I do that. "Aah," she says, "yes, like that. You're eating pussy whether you know it or not. Now lick down a little lower. Yes, push with your tongue. Yes. That's my vagina, that's where your cock would go if you were fucking me. Now lick up inside me some. Ah, yeah, right there. Feel a bump? That's my clit. Karen will have one, too. That's the most sensitive spot on my body. Lick back and forth right there. Ah yeah. Like that. Just flick your tongue on it." She makes a funny moan kind of noise. 

"Now take a finger and reach down below your chin and see of you can push it into my vagina where you licked before." I do that and can feel it slide in. "Yeah," she says and moans a little. "Keep licking my clit and start sliding your finger in and out." I do that. "Oh shit, Mikey, this is all too much. I know you're my brother but let's go up to my room and let you find out what it's like to be naked with a girl."

She puts her legs together and swings them over my head as she swivels to get her feet on the floor. She grabs her shorts and panties and says, "Come on," and heads out. So I stand up and follow her. We go upstairs to her bedroom. She goes in and waits for me then closes the door behind us. "Take off your clothes and get naked before I change my mind," she says to me as she starts taking her blouse off. Then we're both standing there naked, looking at one another.

"Oh my God, Mike,": she says, staring at my very erect cock, "you're going to make a lot of girls happy with that." Then she looks at me and grins. "Well, Karen will probably do this so maybe you should be prepared." She steps to me and kneels down and grabs my cock with one hand and kisses my cock. Then she sticks out her tongue and licks it, bending her head to the side to lick back and forth. Then she gets her lips around the head and starts licking me inside her mouth. And sucking on me. And taking more of me into her mouth. Her one hand holds the base of my cock, the other is supporting my balls and sort of feeling them or rolling them around in her hand. I've never, ever felt anything like it. I know I'm going to cum. This is all too much. She swallows more and more of me, has over half in her mouth. She grips tight with her lips and slides back some, then back again, sucking and licking all the time. She only does this maybe three times and I start shooting off into her mouth.

She never lets go of my cock with her mouth. She must swallow what I shoot into her and she keeps on working back and forth on my cock with her mouth until she must have every last possible drop. She leans back and looks up at me, smiling. "You have a really great cock, Mike." Then she stands up and heads to the bed and lays on her back. Her whole naked body laying there. She's absolutely gorgeous. "Now, Mike, come her and start by kissing me. Then kiss down some and do to my breasts what you did to Karen's. Then kiss on down and eat me like you were doing downstairs just now. C'mon, Mike, do it. This is what you're going to do with Karen."

I noticed that I'm now Mike and not Mikey and I hope that's good. To Karen I'm Michael and I hope that's good. So I start off doing everything she asked. We kiss and suck tongues. I think I can taste my cum. Then to her breasts. They're perfect but I think Karen's might actually be a little bigger. But Sue moans as I suck on her nipples just like Karen did. It's amazing to have a gorgeous naked body to do all this with. I kiss her stomach. A lovely, firm stomach. Then I crawl down more to get between her legs. She lifts her legs up and moves her knees almost to her shoulders and I can see her pussy and lean in to get my tongue working on her.

I lick up and down. It's nuts but for some reason, maybe I'm perverted, I actually like this. The taste is probably like raw meat sort of. Slightly salty but some other taste, just female sex I guess. I slide a finger into her and get my tongue flicking on her clit. She lasts a lot longer than I did but she finally cums. I wasn't aware that a girl came like that. It's different than when I cum but it's sure obvious it's happening. Lots of juices, she's actually wet and so is my face. And she squeals some and her body jumps around and then does like Karen did and just relaxes, almost faints.

I look up and she just lays there and says, "You're great at that Mike. Now fuck me. Get that big cock in me and fuck me."

It all fits, almost surprisingly so. I find her vagina right away and start pushing into her. My cock hardened up again while I was eating her. It's tight, seems to be pulling my skin back a lot as I push on in but there's nothing in the way or anything, I just keep pushing until my pubic hair hits hers and I can't go any further. "Mike, you really fill me. Now fuck me, pull out some and push in again, over and over." I do that. The feeling is amazing. "I know I told you to be gentle but now start not being gentle. Fuck me as hard as you can, just really pound into me like you're trying to hurt me." I do that. And some more and even more. Sue is making noises now all the time. She has her arm in front of her face, trying to stifle her sounds. Makes me realize Mom and Dad are down stairs and she doesn't want them to find out what we're doing.




My Sister My Teacher



My name is Joshua. I was born and raised in a medium sized mid-western city. My parents, both ordained ministers, are co-pastors of a large suburban parish. To complete our family, there is my sister Rebecca, who is five years older than me.

It was a couple of weeks before graduation. My parents were out at a church meeting and I was sitting in bed reading when Becca came in and sat down on the bed. She had just graduated from college and was home for a holiday before taking up a position as a junior associate with a prestigious law firm in Chicago.

"What's up bro?"

"Nothing much" I replied.

"Are you going to the prom?" she continued "Who are you taking?"

"Yeah, I'm going with Rachel." 

Rachel and her family were members of my parent's parish. We both attended the local Christian school, as might be expected. We hadn't had sex yet; there weren't a lot of opportunities. We had petted a lot and I had felt her breasts through her bra and she had rubbed my cock through my jeans but that was all we had accomplished. I was hoping to fulfill my fantasy of losing our virginities together the night of the prom.

Becca continued "She's a nice girl. Are you planning to get into her pants following the prom?"

I almost gagged as I muttered "Whaaa".

"Don't tell me you haven't thought about it?" She thought a moment and continued "I'll bet you're both still virgins. Aren't you?"

I hemmed and stammered and confirmed that we were still virgins.

Angrily, she went on. "Oh shit. Two fumbling idiots when it should be the best time of girl's life. My first time was a slam, bam, thank you ma'am event and I won't have my brother do that to someone like Rachel."

With that she got up and walked to the door, saying over her shoulder "Get your clothes off." She closed the door and, turning back to the bed, started to unbutton her blouse. "Well, what are you waiting for?"

By the time she reached the bed, her blouse and bra were on the floor and she was bent over removing her shorts and panties. There she stood, stark naked, hands on hips and staring at me.

I was staring as well. My sister has a fantastic body; fabulous tits (I guess about a 38C), a narrow waist and flaring hips. I couldn't take my eyes off her.

"What's the matter, bro? Never seen a naked woman before?"

"Only in magazines and porno movies" I said in a barely audible voice.

She came and sat beside me. 

"Look. A woman's first time should be glorious and filled with love. You've never touched a woman let alone made love to one. You'll only fuck it up, pun intended, and neither you nor Rachel will be able to look back on it with any happiness. That's no way for a girl to lose her cherry. I know. So, I am willing to teach you how to make love to a woman. If you don't want me to, just say so, and I'll get dressed and walk out here."

"Okaaay. Teach me" I stammered.

"We'll start with the basics, but first get those shorts off. You don't make love half-dressed."

I slipped my shorts off, and she looked at my cock which was getting harder by the minute. "Pretty good equipment" she said "nothing wrong with you." Then she reached down and hefted my balls and gave my cock a rub. "Yeah, they'll do."

It was a bit surreal sitting there naked with my sister while she lectured me on sex. I wanted to get right to it, but she insisted I listen first.

"Rule 1: no means no and that applies right up to the time you are about to cum."

"Rule 2: the woman comes first. By that I mean your pleasure is secondary; you make sure she is the most important person in the world to you right then. Make sure she has an orgasm before you do. If you do this, you'll never want for sex partners."

"Rule 3: you don't ask for or get blowjobs unless you are willing to eat her pussy. What's good for the gander is good for the goose."

"Got that?"

I nodded in agreement.

"Now on to the practical, kiss me."

Now I'm a pretty good kisser, at least according to Rachel, so I leaned forward, put one hand behind her head and drew her close. Our lips met, lightly touching then a little more insistent. They separated a bit and our tongues met, caressing at first, then actively searching out the depths of each other. 

After a couple of minutes, we separated. "Whew, you are pretty good at that. You must have been practicing with Rachel. Lucky girl."

"I noticed that you have been ogling my tits since I took my bra off. Haven't you ever seen real tits before?"

"Not really" I replied "I have felt Rachel's tits but only through her bra."

"Well, give me your hands" and she placed them on her tits. They felt fabulous, soft yet heavy with her nipples sticking out hard about a half inch. I rubbed them and played with nipples then leaned down and took one in my mouth. Becca sighed and leaned back pushing her tits into my face. I continued to suck and lick them until they glistened with saliva. One of her hands had come to the back of my head and she pulled me tight against her moaning quietly.

Eventually, she pulled back and looked at me. "Are you sure you haven't done this before? You're really getting me hot. Look" and she spread her legs exposing her shaved pussy. "You can see how wet I am. Feel."

I put my hand down and cupped her pussy. My finger slipped into her slit and I realized just how wet she was. Juices were dripping onto the bed. I moved my hand so that I touched her clit. It was as if an electric jolt has passed through her.

She grabbed my hand and held it tight against her pussy, rubbing her clit against it and moaning louder. She used her other hand to push my head down. 

I didn't resist. As my mouth approached her pussy, I smelled a woman in heat. It filled my senses and turned me on even more. I put out my tongue and tentatively lapped at the folds of her pussy. She shuddered and pulled my in closer. My tongue moved from her clit along her pussy to her asshole, licking up juices as I went. I returned to her clit and closed my lips around it. I started to suck on it, gently at first and then with more force. Then it happened, Becca went rigid, her legs clasped tightly around my head, little moans escaped her. She started to twitch and then went limp with a final loud moan of pleasure. I had just given a woman an orgasm; what a feeling. 

I got beside her and cradled her, kissing her lips, face and shoulders. After a few minutes she recovered, turned to me and said "Thank you. That was great. It looks like we won't have to worry about Rule 2. But now it's your turn."

She got on her hands and knees; her tits hanging down and swaying lightly as she moved. She turned, and knelt by my waist. Her hand grasped my cock by the base and her head moved down. Her mouth opened and she took the head of my cock into it. Her lips closed around it and she sucked in. The pressure and feeling was so intense I thought I'd explode. Then she started to lick around the glans and up and down the shaft. She'd take me into her mouth and move up and down on it, all the time licking and sucking. I was almost at the point of no return and told her so. She took a moment to stop and mumbled, "Shut up and enjoy", and went back down on me. I could feel the pressure building in my balls and then I came; spurting load after load of jism into her mouth. She swallowed and swallowed some more until I was drained. Then she came up and lying on me, kissed me transferring some of my cum into my mouth.

"How does that taste?"

I considered the flavor of her juices and my cum, mixed in my mouth, and replied, "Pretty good. I could get used to that."

As she lay on me, she was moving her pussy in little circles on my cock. She lifted up a bit and fed me first one tit then the other to suck on. We kissed and she licked my nipples, which sent little shock waves through me. In no time, my cock was rock hard again. 

"Now for the main event" she purred "I'll do the work this time, you enjoy."

She positioned herself over my cock and, taking it into her hand, guided me to her pussy. She slowly lowered herself onto me, until I fully sheathed in her. Her cunt grasped my cock softly yet firmly unlike anything I had ever felt before. Becca started to raise and lower herself slowly on me. My hands played with her tits, rubbing her nipples which seemed to have sprouted from the areoles. Her head was tilted back and she was moaning lightly. Her tempo increased and she placed her head on my chest. Her cunt was ramming down on my cock and then she stopped. I was fully in her and she was cumming. That was all it took; I started to shoot loads of thick cum into her. 

As we relaxed in the afterglow, she asked "Well, how was it?"

"Becca, you have given me a memory that I will cherish forever. It was incredible. I only hope that I can do the same for Rachel."

"With that attitude, I don't think Rachel has to worry. However, I think that you should have some more practice before the prom. Are you up to it?"

Was I? We practiced at least once a day and usually several times until the prom. I was as prepared as I would ever be to take Rachel's cherry and make it a memorable night for her.

What was the prom night like? Well, that's Rachel's story and I'll leave it up to her whether to tell it or not.



My Sister, My Teacher



All of a sudden her whole body stiffens some. Her insides start clamping on my cock, I can hardly move. Her insides ripple on me, pull on me, her legs come up around and her heels push on my butt, holding me to her. I continue to pound into her and I can feel her orgasm. I think all the feelings trigger something in me because I start shooting off, over and over. 

I almost collapse on her, trying to support some of my weight with my arms. I can feel her body all along mine. I look at her and she's looking at me, smiling. "You're really good, Mike." she says. Her feet come down off my back and I pull out and roll to the side. She moves to her side to face me, she puts one leg up over my hip and presses her breasts against me. "With Karen maybe you should ask if she's on the pill. You should have some condoms because if she isn't, you don't want to make her pregnant at your ages. Incidentally, if she puts the condom in her mouth and puts it on your cock without using her hands, she's done this before. I can do that but I've certainly done this before. Now, do you think you're ready for her?"

"Sue, you're amazing. You're the most gorgeous girl I know. You have a terrific body. I never expected to ever do all this with you but I'm very glad we did. In fact, I think I may need some more lessons. I still have a lot to learn."

"Well, it's always nice to have a willing pupil. And there are a number of different positions. So I'm sure there is a lot more I can do with you."



My Sister My Valentine



It was another Valentine's Day, same as many with no one to share it with. At 48 I was divorced twice with a succession of girlfriends come and gone in between and lacking confidence in my prospects. That and here I was sharing an apartment with my sister, 52 and never married, Karen lived with a succession of guys, a string of lousy boyfriends mixed in along the way and here we found ourselves.

We both got home from work and without speaking to share our common situations Karen poured two glasses of whiskey and came to where I was sitting on the couch. She then plopped herself down on my lap and handed me a glass saying, "Here's to fucking Valentine's Day."

At first I thought she might have started drinking before this but she had not. We both worked on our drinks, which were tall glasses and really didn't talk. 

Now Karen sitting on my lap wasn't a regular thing, I don't recall us ever being in this position. And it's not like it was a comfortable position even for me at 6-2 tall and 245 pounds. You see Karen is 5-7 tall and weighs a pear shaped 230 pounds, she's got average sized shoulders and 37B chest but wide hips, thick thighs and a big fat flat ass that she's complained about since she was 15. 

I almost asked what was going on but was content to just sip the whiskey and drown my sorrows when out of the blue Karen leans towards me and kisses me. I was shocked and startled causing me to shift in my seat which caused Karen to begin to slide off my lap. I reacted by reaching down with my free hand to catch her and what I grabbed was a big handful of her ass. 

That kept her from falling on the floor and I have to say after the kiss I wasn't turned off grabbing Karen's big well cushioned ass. So when she was sure she wasn't falling she kissed me again. This time I returned the favor and kissed her back and continued to grab her fat extra padded backside. That's when our tongues began to explore each other's gums and she hugged me with her free arm we were plastered together.

When we broke off our kiss we looked at each other downed the rest of our drinks and Karen said, "Brad tell me you want to fuck me as bad as I want to fuck you."

I looked my sister right in the eye, slapped her fat butt and said, "Your room or mine?"

"I've got condoms, so come on let's go." said Karen pulling me by the hand to my feet and towards her bedroom.

Once in the bedroom we both quickly shed our clothes and stood naked next to the bed. With no plan in mind I guided my sister onto her bed and followed, moving between her legs. This was uncharted territory for me, staring at my sister's pussy was not a situation I ever thought I would be in or want to be in but I had been having a few lousy decades with women and to find one eager to get it on with me, even my older sister, I was all in.

I gave her snatch a kiss then got to licking and probing for her clit and enjoying myself at the same time. I reached under my sister and squeezed her big fat ass with both hands, I freely admit to being an ass man and well at least Karen can some attention from a man who appreciates what she's got. It was good to get some pussy, even if it was my sister, but better because she was into it and we were both enjoying it. 

Karen was rolling her hips and I could sense that she liked my efforts and I sure was having a goodtime. Then Karen locked her ankles behind me and squeezed my head as she had a body shaking orgasm. I was happy she got off and proud of myself for being able to please her. 

After a minute or so when Karen released her thigh lock on my head I rolled onto my back. My sister quickly just as swiftly rolled off the bed and began pushing me to the center of the bed. After I helped and got moving it was her turn to jump between my legs and go down on me. 

My six inch cock was already hard and Karen wasted no time taking half of it into her mouth. How much talent my sister had for sucking cock had never actually crossed my mind before but that didn't mean I wasn't content to let her show what she could do. And Karen could do plenty.

She quickly worked her lips down to the base of my cock, deep throating it. It was fabulous to feel her lick the bottom of the shaft as she slid her mouth up and down the length of my cock repeatedly. I closed my eyes and they may have rolled back in my head as my sister fondled my balls while deep throating my cock. 

Karen pulled back releasing my dick from her talented mouth which was momentarily disappointing until she reached over to grab a condom. My spirits rose to match my hard on and after rolling it on my cock Karen plopped down on her back next to me and said, "OK Brad you got me good and wet and you're as hard as a man can be so climb on and stick it to me good."

Well romantic Karen never has been but she knows how to get laid. I scrambled between her legs which she thoughtfully has spread wide apart and wasted no time slipping the head of my dick into my sister's pussy. True I was as hard as I had ever been and Karen's snatch was wet allowing me to go in deep from the get go. 

I didn't feel like taking my time and Karen didn't seem in any mood for slow and easy so I was quickly pounding down on her, pumping the full length of my dick into her pussy and driving her fat ass into the mattress. 

I wouldn't claim Karen had the tightest pussy or was the most fabulous woman I had ever been with but emotionally it was the most incredible fuck I could ever remember. Part of that was the look of joy and excitement on Karen's face. Who knows how long it had been since she had been with someone in a mutually satisfying fuck.

When I was ready to cum I put my arms around Karen and she wrapped her arms and legs around me and we held each other climaxing. As we lay in each other's arms Karen paid me what I considered high tribute, even it made us both think of so many years wasted when she said, "Dammit Brad if I had known we were that good together we could have started getting it on 30 years ago." 

I sighed and replied, "Well water under the bridge Karen. Tomorrow is all that matters."

Karen to be honest forever has a few days every so often when she's not a bitch, which is a major part of her failed relationships and I don't open up to women emotionally which it seems every one I've ever been involved with hated. So this is the new path all that has led us and for the first time in quite a while I didn't want to kick Cupid's ass around the block on the 15th.



My Sister My Whore Ch. 1



Hi everyone. This is my first attempt at writing anything. This is the first part of a series of stories I will be posting in future. I am Bahanchod Bhai (that is sister fucker in English, Bhai stands for brother). Hope you all will appreciate this project.

I am a 26-year-old Indian guy living in Delhi. My sister Seema is 3 years elder to me. We were brought up in a typical Indian family with thrusts on family value and all the rest of crap. Our parents are very strict about morality and expected a strict adherence to the rules set by them. Since our childhood we both brother and sister were quite close and would share our typical school secrets.

As we grew older I found myself getting sexually attracted towards her. I spied on her for the first time while she was changing her clothes. Seeing a grown up girl in the nude sent shivers down my spine. I masturbated for the first time that day while imagining her nude body. She had the pinkest of the pink areoles on milky white boobs and her nipples were slightly erect. After that day I started spending more of my time with my sis. On one pretext or the other I would try to make physical contact with her. I would put my hands on her shoulders feeling the straps of her bra or pinch her cheeks playfully. She never showed any signs of feeling offended.

In school I started following her discreetly and to my delight I found her quite friendly with one of the guys. I immediately sensed a chemistry between them. I would now rummage through her books and other personal effects in hope of landing a love letter or two. I was disappointed as soon I came to know through the school grapevine that my sis had only considered that guy a good friend and gave him a sound tongue lashing when he came out with his feelings for her. So my sis was prim and proper.

She cared for me a lot and would occasionally give me a bear hug or two. I used to love those bear hugs. I used to work out in the gym. Those exercise made my body tough and powerful and now I would give my sis a real Bear hug. She made heavy weather of the crushing she got but would never get angry and always said she loved me. Those bear hugs always turned me on and I was forced to masturbate quite a few times

daily. I became more adventurous and would now get hold of her from behind and on the pretext of giving a bear hug would rub my cock all over her ass. I am sure she felt my cock but she never showed any form of resentment. This emboldened me further and 
 I started feeling her up properly on the pretext of those bear hugs. For me these bear hugs were getting too much to control now. By this time, I was under a perpetual state of arousal and would have fucked the first thing coming my way. One afternoon I got my chance. Our parents were away for the day visiting some friends and we brother and sister were all alone in the house. It was a sweltering afternoon and I was getting restless trying to force sister out of my mind. Finally I made my decision. I

went to her room; she was lying on her bed reading a book. I went and lay

down beside her. Making small talk I suddenly laid down on her and gave her a really crushing bear hug. I felt her boobs being crushed under my chest. She protested and tried to for ce me off her: But, I would have nothing of it. Slowly I relaxed my pressure and started caressing her arms. By now My intentions were clear to her. She tried getting away but I had pinned her down. She protested \'93 Please you cant do this I am your sister\'94, I pleaded \'93 I love you, I love you, I know you also love me and more than a mere Bro Sis love\'94

Meanwhile my hands were all over her back caressing sensually and sliding her tee shirt upwards. Soon I had her boobs uncovered. They were magnificent in bra encasing. I jerked her bra upwards and behold,

two mounds of sensuous fair boobs sprang free. I wasted no time in using my tongue all over her nipples. This was too much for her. I felt her resistance fading. I rolled over and gently pulled her atop myself. She now responded to my kisses and soon we were frenching. Meanwhile my fingers were busy undoing her jeans buttons and she was busy pulling my shorts down. In a ziffy we were now naked as the first humans and were exploring each other. I slowly traced her body with my tongue from her boobs and down wards. She went bananas when my tongue landed on her mons. She had short-cropped pubic hair and I loved it. I licked her cunt and found her erect clitoris. The moment she felt me nibbling lightly on her clitoris she just exploded. I felt her thighs tightening around my head and she came like a hurricane. I kept nibbling on her clit and her orgasm lasted for around 15 minutes in various intensities. 

Now was my turn, as soon as I prepared to fuck her she pleaded with me not to as we were without any protection and she feared getting in the family way. So I was now offered a masturbation, which I promptly declined. After much coaxing she agreed to take me in her mouth. Man was she ecstatic. I felt her tasting my knob tentatively, then she proceeded to lick the whole shaft of my dick and I went crazy. This licking continued for another 5 minutes and finally she took me in her mouth. The warm feeling of her mouth together with the suction she was giving me took the better of me and I exploded in her mouth. She tried spitting but I caught hold of her head and forced her to drink the whole cum.

That was a great initiation and later we lay in each others arms kissing gently. 

Now I had the most beautiful thing as my own fuck toy. 



My Sister My Whore Ch. 2



After that first day I was on cloud nine. I started seeing my sis in an entirely new light. We now had a chemistry between us and would exchange meaningful glances. Although we were quite physical my sis still did not allow me to fuck her in the proper sense that she still refused penetration. However hard I tried she made one or the other excuse and got away. Mean while on her birthday I presented her with a sheer black negligee which cost me a fortune as it was bought off my pocket money, savings. I requested her to show herself off in the negligee. At first she showed her usual girlish coquetry but at last agreed. She asked me to come to her bedroom after everyone was asleep.

I was prepared, I got myself a pack of condoms and waited in anticipation as I knew today was the day. As the day progressed we were busy preparing for the party thrown for her b'day. After the party which was a drag for me we all progressed to our rooms. The house was soon plunged in silence and no sound was to be heard except the whirring of my air-conditioner. I waited long enough to ensure that my parents were asleep and then tiptoed to my sis' bed room with the condom pack in my pocket. 

I reached her door and gave it a slight push. The door opened noiselessly. I was disappointed, my sis was wearing a full length robe and not the negligee she had promised. I looked at her accusingly. She only smiled and came to me and kissed me fully on my lips. She then slowly and sensuously discarded her robes. Inside she revealed her self to me in that sheer negligee. It looked exquisite on her milky white complexion. Her boobs were magnificent having grown to size 34c from 32b in the last couple of months. She had a flat navel and a deep belly button which was visible underneath that negligee. God I went bananas, I just could not control myself and started kissing her violently. when we broke our kiss we were both panting for air.

It was to much for her, she tore off my shorts incidentally that was the only piece of clothing I was wearing. My 7 inch dick sprang to attention. She was mesmerised by the sight. Slowly she took my dick in her hand and started caressing it. I just picked her up and carried to bed. I flopped her down on the bed and went at her like a man possessed. The negligee was reduced to rags and I had her naked charm unhindered to my view. 

We kissed and soon I traversed down her body. Licking her all over the face and working on her neck I moved on to her boobs. I just could not control myself. Her boobs were there for me to suck at and her nipples were taught. The moment I took those nipples in my mouth and nibbled on them lightly she gave a low moan which I stifled with my hands. Working down her body I reached her choot and licked on it like a dog. She was ecstatic, she took my dick in her hand and gave it some real violent caressing.

The cunt lick I gave her, was to much for her as she came to a real violent orgasm clasping my head between her thighs like a vice. I felt the pulsations in her lower abdomen and her low moan was sensuously driving me crazy. After she came she was even less inhibited and went down on her knees taking my dick in her mouth. I loved when ever she gave me head. I was amazed as previously it was I who coaxed her into fellating me and today it was all her initiative. She worked like a pro giving me head like I have never got before or after that.

I asked her to stop as I was in no mood of cumming in her mouth that day and resumed my cunt licking. Soon she was whimpering like a bitch and asked me to put on my condom. I was just waiting for those magical words and in a flash tore open a pack and asked her to help me put it on. Her silky fingers unwrapped the sheath on my dick and I was ready. I laid her on the bed and climbed between her legs. I asked her to put her legs on my shoulders as this would give better access. She obliged and the gates to heaven were bared before me. I placed the tip of my dick on her cunt opening and pushed it slightly in. She was well lubricated but incredulously tight. I loved the feel of her cunt walls wrapping around my dick. Her moaning was a mix of pleasure and pain soon I encountered the final frontier which was to be conquered. Without letting her know what was happening I closed my mouth over her in a deep kiss and pushed forward. She let out a perceptible OH and it was conquered. She tried moving away in pain but I had her secured. I kept on the rhythmic pumping and soon she was matching stroke for stroke. I loved the sound of our thighs smacking together and she came again gripping me in a vice. The pulsations of her vaginal walls were to much for me and I came in torrents. She felt me cumming by the jerks and clasped me. Had it not been for the condom she would certainly have gone wild. 

I withdrew after some time and we kissed again. We spent the night in each others arms and I moved to my room before any one was up.

To be continued...



My Sister My Whore Ch. 3



After that first fuck of our lives we became lovers in every sense even though we had to behave like normal siblings for the sake of the society. We never missed any opportunity to make love and be in each others arms. I would now more often sneek into her bed room after everyone was asleep and would make love to my sister. She had become more demanding by the passing day and would encourage me to try different positions. We had fucked in every concieveable position including the Doggy style.But, still she was reluctant to go for anal sex and with the beautiful pair of ass she had, I was just losing control.

Meanwhile a friend of our parents asked me to guide his son in studies and with much reluctance I had to agree. The boy was 4 years my junior and was in school. He was rather weak in English and I had to coach him on English usage and grammar. He would come to me everyday in the evening and I would spend around 1 hour with him. He was rather cute and addressed me Bhaiya ( that is elder brother). I tutored him on the basics and then gave him some assignments to do on his own. He was a quick learner and picked up very fast. One day while he was with me I was asked to tune the television set. My work was finished sooner than expected and when I returned I found him engrossed in one of my porno collection books with explicit photographs. I kept these in my cupboard among my text books. He was scared seeing me back and stammerred a few incoherent apologies. I felt a sudeden rush of anger but I controlled myself. After all he was also a guy just turned 18 and was entitled to what he was seeing. 

I calmly walked to him and asked him to sit down. I took the book from his hand and asked him whether he liked what he saw? He just nodded his head in agreement. I told him, Rahul go latch the door. He did what he was told. I beckoned him to me and asked him to sit down. I asked him whether he wants to see more of what he was seeing. Rahul replied in affirmative and I took out the whole collection. I saw his eyes becoming saucers when the collection was spread before him.

I moved closer to him and while he leafed through the books I caressed his thighs. He was getting aroused and I soon had him remove his trousers. He had a small dick with a starting of pubic hair. I massaged his dick and he was unable to control himself, soon he cummed in my hands. Then I made him suck my dick and came in his mouth. It was a great feeling. I asked him to freshen up and go home as it was getting late.

After that day I would often have fun with Rahul. He was quite ignorant about sex and I took it upon myself to teach him. He was a petite little boy with smooth features and I took a special liking to his ass. But, however hard I tried he did not allow me to fuck his ass. He would give me a blow job and no more. He asked me if I had fucked girls and I replied in affirmative. He would ask me many questions and I would try to answer all of his queries. Our sexcapades would always end at him asking me to help fuck a girl and I would always promise to try and get one for him.

Meanwhile my nightly sojourns with my sis was continuing as usual. However one day my sis confronted me with a peculiar harsh look in her eyes. She without mincing words told me that I was a cheat that to a GAY. I was stunned how come she knew about my Bisexual tendencies. I asked her what does she mean and out came the bomb. She told me she had seen me and Rahul together. I controlled myself and explained to her that Rahul is so Chikna ( Feminine) that i just cannot control myself and in the same breath proposed for a trio with Rahul, me and her. She was shocked and just kept staring at me in disbelief. She was without words and anger showed in her eyes. I dropped the subject then and there itself.

The next time Rahul and I were together I asked him whether he wanted to fuck a girl, he jumped at the idea and I told him to do whatever I said. I was planning to fullfill my trio whether or not my sis consents.

One day when our parents were away for the day I invited Rahul over. I did not tell Seema anything about Rahul. When he came I told him to hide in my room under the bed and then called Seema. When she came I started kissing her and fondling her boobs. She was immediately aroused and responded to my kisses. We were naked in a flash and she was down on her knees giving me the blow job of my life. Now I signalled Rahul to comeout and make his presence known. Very calmly he came out and adressed Seema " Didi (Elder Sis) how about some relief for my aching rod too." Seema was stunned she jumped and screamed. Meanwhile Rahul had removed his clothes and his 5 inch boyish dick was at full mast. Seema looked at me and saw me smiling devilishly. She tried running out but I caught her and threw her on the bed. I started deep kissing her against her protests and told Rahul to lick her cunt.

Rahul was quite good at that although it was his first and soon had Seema squirming. She was responding to my kisses. We were deep frenching and Rahul was lapping her cunt like a dog. When we came up for air she moaned aaaaahhhhhhhhh put in your tongue Rahul fuck me with your tongue. Soon Rahul found her clit and nibbled on it sending Seema into throes of her first orgasm. Her bucking was too much for the young boy he climbed in between her thighs and drove his 5inch boyish dick all the way inside. Seema shrieked in pleasure and I rammed my dick in her mouth.

She immediately wrapped her silky toungue around the shaft and started sucking on it like a popsickle. Meanwhile Rahul was going about his task with a gusto and Seema engulfed him in her thoundorous thighs. Her sucking was to much for me. I got of her and managed to make her ride Rahul with the young boy lying on his back.

Her juggling hips were great. I went to her and licked her ass hole. She was startled but rahul was now fucking her with great gusto and she was moaning out loud. I licked and wetted her ass hole and shoved my finger in. She was too busy getting fucked to notice my intentions. About 5 minutes of reaming did good to her ass and I was ready. I motioned Rahul to catch hold of her and in one big lunge drove my 7 inch boner inside her ass. She was torn apart. She howled like a person tortured and tried getting away. But Rahul's grip was strong. I kept driving in her. She was openly crying now and begging me to stop. But her tight ass hole was to much for mr to pay heed to any thing else. I kept fucking her ass hole and Rahul kept on his pace in her juicy cunt. 

Soon we both came and withdrew. She just flopped on one side and kept crying in pain. We both as an act of ultimate humiliating her pissed on her all over and moved out laughing.



My Sister, My Wife



Having a twin sister does have its benefits. We were so close growing up that we could talk about any thing with each other. When we reached puberty that did not change at all. As Shelly was going through the changes that all girls do, my male body was also going through its own changes. Sure we had our fights and all that brothers and sisters have but we also got over them and went back to our old ways. When we were kids our parent's house backed up onto a wooded park with a creek that ran through it. At least once a week Shelly and I would go for a walk along the creek bed looking for any kind of treasure we could find.

It was on one of those walks when we turned 18 that our relationship began to radically change. As we were going along she got to talking about some of the different boys at school and how she thought some were cute and others were not. I added my own thought about some of the girls I knew and some of Shelly's girl friends. After a while she got real quite and then said she thought I was cuter than any of the other boys at school. 

This kind of shocked me but I quickly told her I thought she was a 100 times prettier than her friends and the girls I knew. With that said she just leaned forward and kissed me on the lips and said thanks. As we kept on walking Shelly reached out and grabbed my hand and held it. Upon reaching our favorite spot we sat down next to each other still holding hands and just talked for a while. After a few minutes Shelly snuggled closer to me and put her arms around me and playfully said she enjoyed being with her boyfriend. I slipped my arm around her and hugged her close and told her that she was the best girl friend any guy could have. And then we kissed again. But this time it was not just a quick kiss of friends but also a kiss of passion. 

As we sat there kissing for the first time our feelings for each other changed in ways we never expected. Our passion began to build to the point were Shelly lowered her hand to the hardness in my pants. As she gently rubbed the area I also moved my hands up to the area were her legs met. All the while kissing and feeling each other and rubbing when she suddenly unzipped my pants and pulled my hardness out and began jerking me off with her small soft hands. In the mean time I had undone her pants and began rubbing and fingering her young teenage pussy. Before we knew it we both came from our playing with each other. 

After we settled down we kissed one last time and headed home. That night I had a hard time getting to sleep, I kept thinking about what we hand done. The next day when I first saw Shelly at the breakfast table she just gave me a quick glance and told me, "Good morning sleepy head". Since it was the weekend our parents were home and we went out for the day. Later that night just before bed Shelly knocked on my door as asked if she could come in. Once she was inside she sat down next to me on the floor and said she was not sorry about what happened between us but had not planned on it happening. I agreed were her but I also told her that I did not want what happened to affect our relationship. She leaned over and whispered in my ear that it had not but had made it even better.

Over the course of the next year we continued to go for our weekly walks in the park. And each time we would wind up kissing and bringing each other off with our hands. Our weekly sessions were the highlight of our week until we entered the local Junior College. Then things began to change a little more. Half way into our first six weeks we were on our weekly walk in the park when Shelly asked me if had ever heard of the term "blowjob". 

I almost fell all over myself at that and said yes, I have. I asked her why and she said some of her friends were talking about it at school and they said it was great because you could not get pregnant that way. Once at our spot we sat there hugging each other when Shelly began feeling my hardness again through my pants. I leaned over and kissed her and lowered my hand to her hot spot. As she lowered my zipper and pulled my dick out of my pants she just lowered her head upon my dick and engulfed the head of it. At first she just sucked but slowly she began to use her tongue on it. Before long I was putting my hands on her head guiding it up and down on it. After several minutes I felt my climax building and started jerking her head faster on my hard dick and then I came in her mouth. 

At first she was startled by it but just swallowed it down. After a few minutes she raised up and said that it was not bad. I eased her back on her back and slid her pants off and told here far is far. I moved my mouth to her legs and licked upward toward her honey pot of gold. As I reached her virgin pussy I licked up and down getting a moan from her lips. Slowly I began easing my tongue into her. As I did she moaned even loader. I kept sliding my tongue deeper into her until she was bucking into my mouth. I grabbed her hips to hold her steady but she just kept getting more and more worked up. 

When she came it was just like some one had touched her wire a live electric wire. She bucked and trashed crying out my name and pulling my head closer to her pussy. After she had calmed down she told me that was the most wonderful feeling she had ever had. We kissed one final time and headed back home. Over the next year our weekly session's included not just out mutual masturbation but also oral sex on each other. On occasion we did have dates but not anyone seriously. We were spoken for each other.

In our second year of college things advanced again even further, one weekend our parents went out of town on a trip and left us home by ourselves. Shelly and I could not believe our luck. Here we were with the house all to ourselves. Mon and dad left on Friday morning and would not be back until Sunday night. After school Shelly and I got home and ordered Pizza. I went and showered and returned to the living room and found that Shelly had left the room. 

I glanced around and saw her headed toward the shower. As I sat there in my shorts and robe Shelly soon returned wearing her baby doll nightgown, she sat down next to me and said she could not believe that we had the house all weekend. She snuggled into my arms and slid her hand into my shorts. As we began pleasuring each other she said she wanted more tonight. At first I began to protest saying what if she got pregnant. She looked me deep in my eyes and said not to worry that what she wanted was for me in her ass. When I heard that I asked her why? 

Shelly began to tell me that since she was not on the pill and she wanted me in her that anal sex was our only choice. How do you argue against logic like that? So I just pulled her close and began kissing her. After several minutes she took my hand and lead me into her room. Once there I removed my robe and joined her on her bed. We resumed our kissing and touching I soon found out she was not wearing any panties. I slid her nightgown up and off of her body see her in all her naked glory for the first time. Man, what a sight. Nice firm 35c tits, nipples standing out begging to be sucked, a flat toned stomach that merged with a neatly trimmed pussy and legs that any cheerleader would die for. 

And here it was before my eyes the loveliest creature of all. Our passion began building as soon as I lowered my hand and eased into her very familiar pussy. She was moaning and began begging me to eat her. I lowered my head and began to enjoy my meal. As I did I slipped a finger between her ass checks and began rubbing her asshole. An even loader moan escaped from her as I gently slid my finger into her tight ass. I began moving in and out of her ass as she bucked under my tongue. Before long I managed to slip another finger into her ass. 

With 2 fingers in her ass Shelly was moaning even louder. I then moved further down and licked her asshole, when I did she screamed and came. As Shelly calmed down I felt her asshole relaxing around my fingers. I began sliding them in and out of her ass. Shelly turned over onto her stomach and raised her ass in the air. I saw the jelly on her bedside table and reached for it. I removed my fingers from her and got a glob and smeared it in and around her asshole. I eased my fingers back into her ass and started working them into her even more. I greased up my dick and lined it up with that tight hole and began pushing into her. 

At first it was hard going, as she was not used to it. I continued to apply pressure until the head popped in to her. When that happened Shelly moaned, "Ohhhh!" I asked her if I was hurting her and she just reared back on to me. I slipped into her further. I thought I had dead and gone to heaven. I continued pushing until I bottomed out in her ass. Shelly just moaned out to me, "Oh this is great". Slowly I began working my dick in and out of her ass as she continued to moan her approval. We were going at it very slowly until I felt that feeling I knew so well with her. As my paced quickened I heard Shelly moaning even loader. 

As I buried myself deep in her ass and shot off into her she cried out and came too. I rolled us over on our sides and just hugged her and caressed her from behind still joined together. After a few minutes of cuddling Shelly moved anyway and then turned to face me. Still holding her she kissed me and told me that she loved me. I was equally quick to announce my love for her. She was still breathing fairly hard when she said she was looking forward to more of my body. Shelly then moved down and started sucking me back up to a hardness that she knew so well. She then rolled back over on her knees and I knew what she wanted. I moved slowly behind her again and placed the knob of my dick against her asshole. 

This time when I pushed in it was a lot easier than before. But just like before she moaned that it felt good. We lasted longer this time and soon we were fucking like too animals in heat. When I shot my load Shelly screamed so hard I thought the neighbors might hear her. At this point we where pretty wiped out for a while. So we cleaned up and headed back to the living room to watch some TV. About an hour and a half later Shelly started rubbing my leg but avoiding my hardening manhood. I then eased my own hand to her pussy and discovered it was soaking wet. I began fucking her with my fingers and a moan escaped from her lips. I slid us down on the floor and moved us into the 69 position. Soon we were eating each other out. We must have been at it for 15 minutes before we both came. It was great having her lovely legs wrapped around my head with her shaking all over. We got up and headed back to her room and went fast asleep.

The next morning I awoke to the smell of bacon being cooked. I walked into the kitchen and found Shelly fixing us breakfast wearing just an apron. She turned her head toward me and said, Good morning, Love". I she went back to what she was doing and all I could do was stare at her tight ass. 

As I continued to stare at her I walked up to her and wiggled into her ass Shelly responded by moving her ass against me. But before I could take her she said to sit down and eat up so I would have some strength for the day. As she cleared the table after our meal I was eyeing her ass again. This time I walked up to her and grabbed her and kissed her neck as I rubbed against her. Shelly started moaning form my handling of her tits soon I had her bent over the counter so I could have access to what I wanted and needed. I reached over and got a glob of butter and spread it over her ass and my dick. I then eased in to her as she moaned for me to fuck her in the ass. I grabbed hold of her hips and began thrusting into her. 

The faster I went the more vocal Shelly became. With one last lunge I was deep in her ass shooting another load deep into her ass as Shelly began shaking all over. When we had calmed down she lead me into the bathroom for us to clean up. As we washed each other our desire for each other was soon building again. I turned her around and placed her hand on the towel rack and soon buried my self into her lovely ass again. This time I reached around and played with her pussy while I shagged her tight ass. When she came I had to hold her up to keep her from hurting herself. I had not come and she realized it. I lead her back to bed and eased her down and began kissing her lips and neck. I then moved between her legs and grabbed her legs at the knees and lifted them into the air. I thought about just going ahead and taking her other virginity but thought about what might happen so I aimed my dick at her asshole and pushed back into her. As I did Shelly began kissing me and sending her tongue deep into my mouth. 

As I was building up to my climax Shelly began begging me to fuck her ass harder. This just served to set me more on fire; soon I was shooting into her as she called out my name. I rolled over until she was on top of me. We hugged and kissed for several minutes until the phone rang. Shelly answered the phone and it was Mom and Dad. They chatted for a few minutes with Shelly still on top of me. Shelly told them I was busy right now with a project and could not come to the phone right know but she told them we were having a great time and that everything was fine and not to worry. As Shelly hung up the phone she whispered that it was all she could do to keep herself calm and cool since I was still buried deep inside her.

Since I was still in a state of hardness, Shelly started moved her ass up and down on my dick. All the time moaning how much she loved the feel of my dick in her ass. When I could not stand it any more I pulled her closer to me and rolled us over until she was on her back and started pounding into her ass. This really got to her as she started coming with screams of joy. Just as her body began to relax I shot off into her ass again. After relaxing for several minutes we cleaned up again. We were both kind of wiped out so we just kicked back for several hours just lounging around the house in a state of nakedness. 

Later that afternoon we decided to go to the mall so we dressed and headed out. We held hands most of the time there until we would see someone from school. Then we would act like brother and sister. When we got tired of the mall Shelly told me she was ready to go eat, so we headed off to a nice cozy spot for dinner. I chose a place where I knew that none of our friends would ever think of going. As we sat there we held hands and just gazed into each other's eyes and felt the love between us. I asked her how she felt and she lowered her voice and said she was feeling great a little sore but was looking forward to more when we got home. 

As I drove us home Shelly slid over next to me and placed her hand on my leg and started rubbing her hand up and down but avoiding my ever-hardening dick. Once back home we started disrobing each other in a hurry. We were in the den and I wanted her so badly that I led her over to the dining room table and told her I was ready for desert. I eased her down onto the table until she was lying on her back. I eased her forward just enough so that I could begin working on her trimmed pussy with my mouth and tongue. Shelly was trashing around and begging me to eat her out. When she came the table was rocking too. She lay there breathing hard from her orgasm but I was not trough yet. I walked around to the other side of the table and guided her head down until it was at the end of the table. I eased her head slightly off the table and held it in my hands and guided my dick to her lips. 

Out of instinct she opened her lips and allowed me access to her wonderful mouth. I eased it into her waiting mouth and slowly slid it. I tilted her head and eased it in further until I heard her gag as it slid into her farther than it had ever been. With myself buried deep in her mouth I began rocking into her face I saw her move her hands down to her pussy and begin to play with herself as I fucked her face. Shelly was bringing herself off with her finger when I shot off into her mouth. As I pulled out of her a little of my spunk dropped onto her face. She moved her hand up wiped it off and licked it off of her fingers. I helped her off the table and we headed back to her room. Once there she became real aggressive as she went down on me sucking me again with her mouth. As she did she slid a hand down and began working a finger into me ass. While she sucked away at me she fucked my ass with her finger. When she felt me getting ready to come she stopped and pulled her finger out of my ass and began kissing me until I had calmed down. 

Then she slid down and started to process all over again. Shelly did this 3 times until I was almost out of my head to come. Shelly then climbed up onto me and eased my dick into her ass. As she slid down I could tell it was getting easier for her to take it into her ass. Soon we were on our way to heaven on Earth. As she bucked against me I pumped up into her. When I shot into her ass she came also and collapsed on to me. We rolled onto our sides and just held and kissed each other like good lovers should. We knew that out time together was fast ending, as our parents were due back the next day. So we decided to add this to our weekly trip out into the park. But for now we still had the house for several more hours.

We went back into the den and turned on the TV holding each other close while watching a movie on cable. When I felt her hand move onto my dick I slid my own hand over to her pussy. As we played with each other I began to pull her closer to me. I guided us on to the carpeted floor and moved her into the 69 position. Before long we were bring each other to orgasm. Shelly kept me in her mouth sucking me and licking to keep me hard. I stood up and helped her up I bent her over the sofa so I could have access to her ass again. 

I would have loved to have buried myself in her pussy but I knew we could not until she got on the pill. So I greased my dick up to her asshole and gently eased it into her. The more we did this the easier it became. As I pounded into her ass Shelly bucked back into me, begging me to fuck her good. I reached around and just barely touched her clit and she began to come as she did I buried myself deep within her and unloaded into her. We headed back to her room and climbed into bed and just hugged and kissed until we fell asleep. 

The next morning I was awakened to her getting out of bed to shower and fix breakfast, I waited a few minutes and followed her into the kitchen after I had showered and shaved. As we ate we chatted about our feeling about each other and came to the conclusion that we should continue as often as we could. Shelly said she planned to get on the pill so we could finally be able to have regular sex as well. Our parents were due back later that after noon so our time was getting shorter all the time. 

That weekend had really changed our view toward each other and we were determined to stay together the rest of our lives in one-way or the other. As we were stripping her bed in order to wash the sheets to remove the evidence of our passion Shelly told me her ass was sore from all the use of it in the last 2 days. I asked her if that meant she did not want it again before our parent came home, she thought for a minute and said she thought she could handle it once more. I slid her nightgown up and off of her and guided her onto the bed on all four's. I moved myself behind her and eased into her ass one more time. As I did Shelly told me to take my time and make it last longer. I worked in and out of her asshole at a very slow pace. 

We were enjoying the sensation of our loving when it began to build into more and more passion. As we got more excited as we felt our climaxes coming our speed increased. Soon we could not hold back any more and we came together falling together on the bed. We finished washing the bed sheets and putting them back on her bad and dressed. We were sitting in the den when our parent's got back. Our lives returned to our old way of our weekly walks but now we had something new to add to it. Now after our oral sex she would beg me to fuck her ass. Through out our junior year in school this is how our lives went. In our senior year we kept up the same routine until shortly after we graduated.