9 comments/ 136735 views/ 29 favorites My Sister, the Virgin By: instereo3 "So... Star Wars again, or should we watch one of those old Disney movies?" I asked for the umteenth time that summer, knowing only too well what the answer would be. "Well, since you don't have a VCR in here to watch the others with, maybe we could find something else besides Star Wars to watch on DVD?" My sister, ever the smart-mouth. Thinking -- or rather, knowing -- that the same joke would make me laugh every time she said it. "Alright, alright, I'll grab the bag." Ah, yes. That ever-fateful bag. The bag that, quite frankly, would change both of our lives as we knew it. But I'm getting ahead of myself, aren't I? Let me take you back a bit. My name is Riley Smith. I'm 25 years old, but this story takes place when I was at the tender age of 19, fresh out of my first year at (gulp!) community college. Back when all I had to worry about was getting to class, and staying concious long enough to learn the course basics. More specifically, it takes place in the summer immediately following my Freshman year. At 6' 2", I was a nice (so far as I was told) lean 215. I used a lot of my free time at college, when I wasn't at class, studying, or partying, to work out in the gym -- which turned out to be a lot more time than you'd think! I usually managed at least an hour a day, 5 days a week. Needless to say, I was in the shape of my life. And then there was my sister, Cathrine... and oh, was she ever there! She may have only been 18, but one look and you'd swear she was at least 20-something. Of course, looks aren't necessarily everything. You see, even though she had the near-perfect body of 32b-25-30 (a tiny little thing!), she was very much a virgin. Moreso than I thought she would be after her junior year of high school. She went to the same school I did, and by the time I was done with my sophomore year, I knew more about sex than I ever thought I wanted to... how she escaped from there as innocent as she went in is beyond me. Anyways, I had come home for my summer vacation, mainly to cut my parents the cost of covering my room and board. While I was at college, I talked my mom and dad into paying for a small studio apartment fairly close to the campus, so I wouldn't have to drive there and back. I had a part-time job on the side, and I sent them money whenever I could to make up for it. All in all, we were really one big, happy family, all 4 of us. Even when both my sister and I were living in the house, we never really argued like the stereotypical siblings of lore. We managed to get along just fine, actually raising a few suspicions out of our parents, but they knew as well as we did that nothing was going on -- yet. Which brings me back to "the bag". You see, I was never what one would call an 'organized' person. I thought that the floor was a perfectly good substitute for a laundry hamper, and that DVD cases were for people that didn't have the convenience of DVD binders. Unfortunately, I ended up collecting more DVDs than my poor little binder could carry, so instead I started carrying them in a black garbage sack, with the words "The Bag" written on them in metallic sharpie; for visual effect. In this, I had everything from old exercise DVDs, to concerts, to movies, to picture slideshows. Yes, even the 3 or 4 pornos I accumulated over the years found a happy home in "the bag". By this point, I'd say I easily had at least 150 seperate DVDs in there. Since my sister and I got along so well, we usually ended up spending nights in either my or her room, watching movies, watching TV, playing video games, or sometimes just talking. When we were in the mood for a movie, more often than not I'd grab "the bag", let her grab something, and pop it into the DVD player without either of us seeing what it was first. Now, I'm not stupid. I knew there was a 4/150 chance that she'd pick one of the pornos in there. (for the mathematically challenged out there, that would be 2/75, or about a 2 and a third percent chance) Unfortunately, I was stupid enough to think that those chances were so astronomically low that I could get away from it. So, that night, I open the bag and my sister pulls out a DVD. Since all of mine have some sort of labeling on the front, she could tell which side was up just by running her hand over it, and she'd hand it to me to put in without either her or myself seeing what it was first, just to add to the element of surprise. We were both laying on my bed, her on her stomach with her head at the foot, and me laying perpendicular to her, with my stomach resting right across her back. She grinned at me before hitting the play button, and my jaw just about hit the floor. There, on the screen, was a naked girl, squatting down with her hand between her legs, and the title "Squirting Illustrated 4" flashing across her chest! Now by this point my face had to have been as red as a tomato. The interesting thing, though, was that my sister had absolutely no reaction to it, like she expected it. Seeing that I wasn't going to do anything about it, she grabbed the remote out of my hands, moved the cursor to "Play Movie", and started it up. I stumbled over my words for a few minutes, before forcing out a weak laugh. "Well, at least it's one we haven't seen before..." "Shhh!" was the only response I got back. I looked at the back of her head, her long raven hair simply flowing down over her snug t-shirt, wondering just how innocent my little sister really was. I would've thought that something like this would've completely thrown her off, and yet here she was, watching it with gusto! About the time I came to my senses, the first scene was just getting started -- and by that, I mean the over-endowed guy was just getting ready to fuck the girl with the obviously paid for boobs for everything she was worth. Deciding that I'd just go along with Catie's attitude, I laid back on the bed (albeit next to her, instead of on top of her!) and just watched the movie. Being the guy that I am, I had never actually paid attention to it, the story part of it that is. I found myself wondering if there really were women who wrote in stories to this "Squirting Illustrated", or if it was just a reason to print off a fetish-porno. Well, I was wondering that until I looked over and noticed that my sister had her hand down the front of her pants! "Uhm, Catie" I said, trying to stay as calm as I could. "What are you doing over there?" "S... shh!" Again, the only response I got. I could tell she was really "focused", because her eyes weren't moving at all from the screen. Here was my sister, who I at least knew was a virgin by definition, playing with herself in the middle of my bed with me in the room! I didn't know what I was supposed to do; on one hand, I had this beautiful raven-haired vixen, just asking for that sweet release, and I was the only guy near enough to give it to her. But on the other hand, she's my sister! I can't do something like that to my sister... can I? "Hey, Catie..." I was trying to be as quiet as I could so I didn't interrupt her again. "If it'll make it any easier, you can take off your pants to do that... I won't tell mom or dad." Without even saying a word, she moved her hips up and shucked her pants down around her ankles. It was at this point that I realized she wasn't wearing any sort of panty at all, because she went from jeans to nothing, and I didn't even see a G-string poking out of those pants! I tried as hard as I could not to look, but I just couldn't help myself. Again, my jaw nearly dropped to the floor. My sister has, without a doubt, the most beautiful pussy on this or any other human-infested planet. Not a single strand of hair on the lips or clit, but just enough of a bush above it to show you what it would look like. The hair she did have was shaved into a little triangle, which I thought weird at the time for someone who never showed that to anyone but herself... well, and me now! Without even thinking, I put my hand on the back of her thigh, and her legs instinctively widened a bit. "What are you doing, that's your sister you sick fuck!" Was all I could think while I was doing this. "You can't do this with your sister, it's wrong!" But there was part of me that was fighting back, too. "What's so wrong about it? We're just a couple of teenagers watching a porno, who need some help from eachother to get off. It's not like we'd be having sex or anything." Well, needless to say, that part of my mind won out this night. I had already run my hand up to the inside of her right thigh, and she hadn't stopped me yet, so I slid my hand even farther forward until it bumped up against hers. "Please..." She looked back at me, and I've never before or since seen anyone's eyes filled with as much raw lust as my sister's were that night. She wanted me to be doing this, no; she needed me to do this for her, not as her brother, but as a man. I slowly pulled her hand away from her pussy, and used two of my fingers to slide in and out of her slick nether lips. I couldn't believe how hot she was down there! I hastily moved my fingers up to my mouth to taste her, but used my other hand to replace them so she wouldn't notice. She was too far into the movie, anyways. If I could find a way to bottle that, I'd make millions. Not that I'd give it to anyone else, mind you. So, I'm sitting there on my bed, fingering my sister while she's watching my porno about girls who cum so hard that they squirt, and I'm thinking "If I don't get caught, this could end up being the best night of my life". All of a sudden, my sister draws her knees up under her, so she's hunched up on her legs with her head on the matress and her eyes tight shut. She keeps moaning "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum!", which was pretty obvious for even me to decipher -- I was just thanking God that my parents were all the way across the house, and she was being quiet enough so as not to raise any suspicions. And all of a sudden... BAM! My fingers literally come flying out of her pussy, completely drenched in her sticky liquid, and she's spraying cum all over my bed and my wall! She was putting the girls on my video to shame, and I was sitting there sucking my thumb like a toddler! Evidently, the orgasm took a lot out of her though, because she ended up slumping over, dead asleep on my bed. ***** I managed to get her dried off with a spare towel I kept in my room, got her jeans back on her, and was just getting ready to take her into her room when she woke up. I had already stopped the DVD, and cleaned everything up, so there wasn't any evidence... or so I thought. "Riley... did what I think happened earlier really happen earlier?" She had this look on her face, about the farthest thing from lust I could ever imagine... she had been out for nearly half an hour, and I was hoping I'd be able to tell her it was a dream. "Did you really...?" Something told me that I shouldn't lie to her, I couldn't lie to her, not to Catie. I sat down next to her and put my arm around her shoulders. "Yeah, it did. I did. But I only did it because you really seemed like you wanted me to... if you don't want me to do it again, I won't. And I won't tell mom and dad about this, either." She kind of smiled a little, which automatically made me smile to. "No, that's not what I meant..." She brushed a lock of hair away from her face, and looked me dead in the eyes. "Riley... you've been there for me my entire life. As long as I can remember, you've done everything you can for me, and expected nothing in return, almost like you think it's your job or something." "Well, in a way, it is. I mean, you're my little sister Catie. When mom and dad aren't there to make sure you're ok, that responsibility goes to me." "I know, but... I guess what I'm saying is, I really appreciate it, all of it. From playing house with me when I was a kid, to helping me study for my SATs, even when you'd 'talk' with my boyfriends, just like dad..." I saw her wipe a tear from her eye, and I held her a little closer to me. "What I'm trying to say is... I love you, Riley." I smiled and kissed her forehead. "I love you too, Catie. I wouldn't have done all of that for you if I didn't." She just shook her head, looking down at the bedspread. "I don't think you understand... I know perfectly well what I was doing earlier. I specifically picked that DVD out so we'd watch it tonight. I started playing with myself, hoping that you'd give me the ok to take my pants off. All I had to do was get you to help me... Riley, I love you. Not as a brother, not as a family member. I love you as the guy who's been better to me than any boyfriend. I love you as the guy who knows more about me than most of my girlfriends. I love you..." She didn't have to say anymore, or rather she couldn't, because my lips were getting in the way. I had been waiting for so long for her to say those words. Ever since she turned 15, and started growing all of those curves. She didn't know it, or at least I didn't think she did, but I used to sneak into the bathroom and watch her shower through the mirror. I'd look out the crack of my door, hoping to get a glimpse of a boob, or a quick shot of her butt. I'd masturbate every night, fantasizing about her, and here was my dream, finally coming true. When I finally broke the kiss, we were both panting a bit, trying to catch our breath. "Catie, I know exactly what you mean. I've loved you like this for as long as I can remember, I just didn't want to pressure you into anything. You're such a beautiful woman, and I just couldn't help myself tonight..." I trailed off, not knowing what else to say, but from the rib-breaking hug she gave me I figured I did a good enough job already. "Riley... do you mind if I sleep with you in your bed tonight? Mom and dad won't mind, they're out of the house before we even wake up anyways." She looked up at me only the way a little sister can look at her big brother, and I knew in an instant that my bed was doing a double-duty that night; not that I minded. I smiled and pulled back the covers for her, wrapping my arms around her to hold her close to me as we both drifted off to the best sleep of our lives. My Sister, the Virgin Ch. 02 Author's Note: All parties taking place in any sexual actions in this story are of legal age (18) or above. If you are not of legal age, or do not wish to read erotic material, please use the back button on your browser to leave this page. Similarly, if you are uncomfortable with incestuous relations, this is not the story for you. Everything in this series is completely fictitious. * * * * * Stretching my arms above my head, it took me a moment to remember why there could be a warm body laying next to me in my bed, let alone why it was my sister. Then, memories of the past night came to me like something out of a movie - the DVD, fingering my sister, both of us admitting our love for each other. Yet for some reason, there was a part of me deep down that still felt like this was all wrong. I mean, I knew I loved her, more than I had ever loved anyone in my life. But couldn't that just be because I knew her so well? Wasn't it possible that I was mistaking simple brotherly love for the love of a man and a woman, destined to be together forever? I rolled out of the bed, making sure not to disturb Catie's sleep as I dressed in a t-shirt, jeans, and running shoes. It had been a long-standing tradition of mine to go running early in the morning, more than anything to help me wake myself up. I never was a big coffee drinker, and while I wasn't necessarily grumpy right off the bat, I was always better after a good run and a nice shower. I was just heading out when I heard my sister grunting her disapproval of seeing me leave. "I'll only be gone a little while, Catie. I'm just going out for my morning run, I won't be more than half an hour max, promise." I gave her a smile, not letter her say anything against it before I headed out. To be honest, I wasn't in the right mindset to get into a talk with her yet; maybe once I woke up properly, I could set my mind to figuring out how my heart was doing. For now though, I was leaving the talking to my feet. Sure enough, just as Catie had mentioned the night before, both of the cars were gone from the driveway. I glanced at my watch, and noticed that it was already 7 o'clock - about an hour later than when I usually went for runs, but still pretty early. Feeling the cool morning air on my face, I started remembering how much I used to love our old neighborhood when I was a kid. I went down the street, naming off in my head all the old families that used to live around us. By this point the only ones that hadn't either moved or divorced were the Geoffersons, and I made a mental note to stop by there sometime this summer to see how they were getting along. I reached the top of the first hill after about 5 minutes, and was surprised to feel a slight pain in my right foot. I stepped up onto the sidewalk, pulling off my shoe to see if I could figure out what was wrong. Apparently, it was time for me to get a new pair of running shoes, as the backs of my current ones were in such disrepair that they were cutting into my Achilles' tendon, practically rubbing it raw. I slipped off my other shoe and my socks, walking back home barefoot, and a little disappointed. I barely used any time running, and spent absolutely none of it thinking about the situation between myself and my sister. Opening the front door as quiet as I could, I heard someone rummaging around in the kitchen, and sure enough it was Catherine in all her raven-haired beauty. Somehow, in the 15 minutes since I saw her last, she managed to get up, and had started fixing a breakfast for (I presumed) the two of us. She didn't hear me walk in, so I decided I'd sneak up behind her and surprise her. I wrapped my arms around her lithe frame, and once I was sure she wasn't holding anything in her hands, trapped her in a bear hug and started spinning her around the kitchen. I may have been a little skeptical about the previous night, but that didn't mean I couldn't keep us both in a good mood while I thought about it! "Well, isn't somebody home early? What happened to Mr. 30-minute man, hmm?" Catie spun around in my arms, and didn't give me the chance to respond before laying the most soulful kiss on me that I'd ever experienced. It was even better than the one from the night before -- something I didn't even think possible! -- and ended all-too-quickly in my opinion. Still, just seeing the look on her face afterward was enough to make up for it. "I'm, uhm..." I saw the corners of her mouth twitch, she was obviously enjoying the effect she was having over me. "I'm gonna need to get some new shoes before I go running again. The heels in these are worn out." I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves, something that was becoming increasingly more difficult the longer I looked at her. "Goodie, that gives us a reason to go out shopping today! I was just making us up a little breakfast, just some pancakes and eggs, nothing special. Once we're both fed and cleaned up, we can figure out what we'll do with the rest of the day." It never ceased to amaze me how much of a morning person my sister was. Not even 20 minutes since she woke up, and she was making plans for the rest of the day, for the both of us! "Well, while you finish making breakfast, I'm gonna head up and get a quick shower in." As soon as I said this, Catie's head spun around so fast I thought it was going to snap off her shoulders. I cocked an eyebrow, trying to figure out what could've brought upon that reaction. "You ok Cat?" "Yeah, I just thought that we'd wait to shower until after breakfast..." She quieted down a bit, turning back to the skillet as she flipped over the pancakes. "You know... together?" She said the last part more hopefully than anything else, and by that point I was feeling about as tall as the pancakes we were getting ready to eat. Here I was, wondering if what we were doing was right or not, and all she cared about was spending as much time with me as she could. Little did I know I was going to make the next mistake right after the last one. Catie had barely put the pancakes and eggs on the table when I sat down in the chair opposite her, and said those 5 little words that always seemed to lead to something horrible: "Catie, we need to talk." She immediately slumped down in her chair, and I could see the tears starting to well up in her eyes. Oh no, I thought to myself, what am I doing? Catie's happier than I've ever seen her, and I'm going to sit here and stomp all over that just because of some stupid suspicions? But I knew deep down that it wouldn't be fair to keep this from her... and who knows, maybe once I got it off my chest, I'd feel better about the whole situation. "Catie... what happened last night was nothing short of magical. I meant it when I told you last night that I've loved you for as long as I can remember, probably even longer. But we're siblings, and what we're doing is wrong!" I found myself involuntarily raising my voice, more out of anger at myself than anything else. "What do you think mom and dad would do if, God forbid, they found out? Not to mention our friends, the rest of our family, anyone! Brothers and sisters don't go around doing these things, not normal ones at least." "Well who ever said we had to be normal? Look, Ri..." I could tell she was fighting to hold back her tears. "You may not realize it, but I could care less what mom, dad, or anyone says about us being together. Yes, I know it's not 'normal', that it's supposedly immoral and taboo. But I don't care about any of that! All I care about is my heart, and my feelings, and they're all telling me that you and I are meant to be together." She bowed her head down, swallowing back a sob before going on. "Last night... last night was the culmination of months of planning for me. I've been trying to think of a way to tell you how I've felt about you, how to tell you how much I love you, but I could never find the words. And now, now that I finally know -- or rather, thought I knew! -- that you feel the same way about me, you're going to rip all that away from me because of what mom and dad think about it?!" Now it was her turn to raise her voice. "You know what I think about that?!" She was standing up at this point, and pounded her fist on the table, making me jump a bit. "FUCK mom and dad! I love you Riley, and I know you love me, but if you're going to let what other people think about us get in the way, then maybe... maybe..." She shook her head, walking off out of the kitchen without even finishing her sentence. I sat there in shock for 5 minutes straight, just staring at the stack of pancakes sitting on the plate in the middle of the table. I knew that everything she said was right. Mom and dad, if they found out, would more than likely be a little skeptical, but I doubted that they'd completely lose it. I mean, they'd asked me before I left for college if I had ever 'done' anthing with Catie, and almost seemed surprised when I said no. And yet here I was, using petty excuses to ruin the best thing to ever happen to me. Sometime during this train of thought, I heard Catie's bedroom door slam shut, and a few seconds later the pounding beats of her stereo drowned out any other possible noises coming from there. What stunned me the most was what she had said during her speech. Obviously, she wasn't quite as innocent as I thought she was -- she proved that to me last night. But as long as I'd known her, all 18 years of her life, I had never once heard her curse. Not while talking to her friends, not playing video games, not one single time. So for her to literally yell "FUCK mom and dad!" at the top of her lungs... that made me realize how stupid I was being. I stood up, running a hand through my hair, and wiped the solitary tear from my cheek before walking back to her room. Her stereo had quieted down a bit, still loud enough to mask anything she might've been doing in there, but I was sure she heard me knocking. I waited a minute before the door opened up a crack, and she looked out at me with a perfectly explainable scowl across her face. "What's wrong now? Here to tell me someone else who'd look down on us?" I shook my head, looking down at my feet for a second before shifting my gaze straight up into her eyes. "Catie, you were completely right, as always... it doesn't matter what mom, or dad, or anyone thinks of us. All that matters is what we think of us, and if we're thinking anything like I am, then I hope you're willing to forgive your stupid brother for the mistake of his life." I noticed the scowl on her face softening a bit, and she opened the door a little to grant me entry inside of her room. To her credit, this was the first time I could remember anyone outside of her 'clique' being allowed in like that. To put it simply, I was immediately bombarded by pink -- pink walls, light pink carpet, pink bedspread, white dresser and curtains to offset it. You would've thought a jar of Pepto exploded. I sat down next to her on the bed, my arm immediately wrapping around her shoulders. She looked up into my eyes, and it was obvious to me that she had been in here crying before I got there. "Riley... are you always going to have these doubts about us? You're the only man I've ever loved this way, and I don't want to lose you, not over something like this..." Her hands wrapped around my stomach, and I could feel her silently crying against my side. I cradled her head against my body, closing my eyes as I gently rocked with her. "You helped me realize that my doubts were completely pointless. Because of what you told me, I don't doubt our relationship one bit. I love you more than life itself Cat, and I don't care if mom and dad make us move out onto the streets, as long as I have you with me I'll be fine." I kissed the top of her head, and I could've sworn I felt her smiling against my ribcage as she hugged me tighter. "I promise, from now on, it's going to be you and me. Just like it should be..." She pulled her head away from my ribs, smiling wider than I could ever remember, and I reached down and wiped a tear from her cheek, smiling back just as wide. It's a moment I'll never forget; the moment I knew who I was going to be spending the rest of my life with. "You know, we still haven't even had breakfast... and we have that shower to take, too." She looked up at me and gave me a playful wink. As amazed as I was that she could be thinking about that after all of this, I wasn't about to deny her her one big request of the morning. Standing up in front of her, I held my hands out to help her up, and picked her up off of the ground to the point where she was forced to wrap her legs around my stomach for support. "How about we skip breakfast and head straight for the drink? Those pancakes are probably cold by now..." I smirked and kissed her lips softly, nipping at her bottom lip as she purred in the back of her throat. Her talking was all it took to push any doubts out of my mind. I was finally ready to put everything I had into our relationship; and when she was ready, into my sister. I backed my way out of her room, my knowledge of the only house I'd ever lived in more than enough to let me back into the batroom without any trouble. I set her down gently, our tongues still dancing in each other's mouths before we finally broke to disrobe. It was about this time that I remembered -- as much of my sister as I had seen the previous night, she still had yet to see me naked! Somehow, even after all of our talking and actions, I was almost feeling embarassed about the upcoming moment. But by the time Catie turned around to face me, all thoughts about that were completely torn from my mind. There she was, my little sister, my Catie, standing in the buff right in front of me. I still remembered specifically that small black triangle above her pussy, but what had my attention at that moment were the two gifts from the heavens themselves sitting on her chest. My sister's face may have been her best feature when she was clothed, but it was no match for the oh-so-perfect breasts sitting on display in front of me. They were small enough to not sag down her chest too much, but big enough to be more than a handful (or so I guessed!). The brown areola were probably about 2 inches across, but it was the nipples more than anything that had me mezmorized. It was obvious that she was getting aroused from all of this, and her nipples had to be at least three-quarters of an inch long, and they just screamed "Suck me!" "Hey, Riley... you plan on showering in your clothes or something?" I finally snapped out of my trance, taking nothing more than my sister's laughing to help me realize that I'd still yet to match her move. I pulled my shirt off over my head, and fumbled a bit with the belt before the heavenly voice of my sister interrupted. "Here, let me give you a hand with that..." Before I could decline her offer, she was on her knees in front of me, pulling my belt out of the loops on my jeans. It took everything I had to keep from pulling my pants off and stuffing my dick into her mouth, but seeing as we had until mom and dad got back to 'play', I decided to just take my time, and let her set the pace... for now. She bent over further, untying my shoelaces before gently pulling the shoes off of my feet, the socks coming with them. "Now all that's left are these silly pants..." She kneeled back up to start pulling them off, but I put a hand out to stop her. "I think I can do at least this much, sis." Smiling softly, she stood up in front of me, watching me expectantly as I unsnapped the button, my fingers fumbling at the fly before pulling it down to the bottom of the teeth. I slid my pants down around my ankles, kicking them off so that I was standing there in nothing but my tented boxers -- all the 'action' had really gotten my member worked up. Hooking my thumbs on the sides of my shorts, I saw my sister actually lick her lips as I pulled the waistband over my hips, and out over my erection before letting them hit the floor. "Oh my God, Riley..." To be honest, this wasn't really the reaction I was expecting. It wasn't nearly the first time a girl had seen my penis, I'd had my share of backseat suck-n-fucks in my day. But at it's longest, it only measured out to 7 inches, and that was being gratuitous. Still, I figured it was probably the only one she'd seen outside of a porno movie, so that might've had something to do with it. She grinned up at me, licking her lips again, this time making sure I saw before she turned on the water for the shower, letting it get nice and warm. "So, are you and that beast going to join me in here, or am I gonna have to wash myself?" Never one to deny a pretty lady a grantable request, I practically jumped into the shower behind her, facing her back while she got her front nice and wet. I wish I could say that we enjoyed a nice, leisurely shower while sharing our first true sex session, but it never got quite that far. I soaped up her back for her while she washed her front, my hands dipping down into the crack between her butt cheeks, and on occasion up to caress her soft mound before coming back out. She turned around to let the water wash the soap off of her back, and pressed her lips against me, her brests chrused between our wet chests as her hair clung to both of our heads. "Alright, your turn mister." She gave me a wink as she pushed me in front of her, the warm water washing over me feeling nearly as good as the kiss I just got. I could feel her hands through the washcloth, massaging my back just as much as she was washing it, and I had to admit it felt really good. It was the first time I had ever showered with anyone else, and Catie knew exactly what to do to really make me enjoy it. Wherever she's learning this stuff, I thought to myself, I need to go and thank the teacher -- or maybe punch his lights out. Still, I knew there was plenty more that I'd get to teach her myself, and after a couple minutes of her backrub, all thoughts were completely gone from my mind as I closed my eyes, letting myself fall under her spell. Suddenly, I felt a chin resting on my shoulder, and I could feel Catie's breath on my ear as she whispered just loud enough to be heard over the jet of water. "Maybe once we're done in here, I can re-pay you for that gift you gave me last night, hmm?" To say I accepted her offer would've been an understatement. We both hurried in rinsing me off, barely taking the time to dry ourselves before running like the teenagers we were into her room. She literally pushed me down onto her bed, turning around to close and lock the door behind her before running over and pouncing on me like a starving lion. I wasn't quite sure what kind of "payment" she had in mind, but I wasn't about to complain when my naked sister was laying out on top of my equally nude body! She slowly broke our kiss, her hand trailing from my cheek down my chest, her dark brown eyes locked onto mine as she smirked at me. I don't think I'd ever seen a face that sexy before, nor have I seen one since. "You made me feel so wonderful last night Riley, better than I've ever done to myself... I think you deserve a little reward for all your efforts, don't you?" With my heart beating in my throat, it took everything I had just to nod in agreement as she kissed my neck lushly, licking a trail along the path her finger just took moments ago. I rested my hands by my sides, raising my head up a bit to see just what my sister had in mind, and looked down just in time to see her laying between my legs, her head resting on my hip, her eyes glued to my semi-erect phallus. I took a few deep breaths to try and calm my nerves, but if she noticed she sure didn't show it. She was taking her time examining my penis, which to her credit was growing larger just from her stare. Of course, it may have been in anticipation for what I imagined was coming, but by the time it reached it's full girth, she had her hand wrapped around it, her middle finger and thumb bumping against each other as she raised her head straight above it. I bit my bottom lip to try and hide a moan, not wanting her to think that she was going too fast for me. I wanted her to take as much time as she wanted, and besides it was kind of fun to see my little sister so intrigued by something I always thought was so simple. My Sister, the Virgin Ch. 03 Author's Note: All parties taking place in any sexual actions in this story are of legal age (18) or above. If you are not of legal age, or do not wish to read erotic material, please use the back button on your browser to leave this page. Similarly, if you are uncomfortable with incestuous relations, this is not the story for you. Everything in this series is completely fictitious. * * * * * The sound of a car door shutting woke me from my sleep. I glanced over at the clock, and realized it wasn't there. Not only that, but I wasn't even in my own bed. Then it hit me where I was... in my sister's room, with my sister, and my parents were home! I jumped out of the bed, trying to find my clothes, only to realize that I had been dressed while I was asleep. No doubt my sister repaying me for the help I had given her the night before. That's when I realized that my sister wasn't in the room with me. I stuck my head out of the door, listening to her sweet voice as she talked to our mother. "Knowing him, he's probably IN HIS ROOM on the computer or something..." Those three words were hint enough for me, and I snuck across the hall (our rooms were directly across from each other) into my room, closing the door with no more sound than a soft *click*. I always made sure to keep the hinges well-oiled, in case I needed to do some late-night run arounds, and evidently the 2 semesters I had spent away hadn't been enough to build up a squeaky layer of rust. Just as I was sitting down on my bed, I heard a knock on my door, and then my dad's voice as he called through. "Just thought I'd let you know that we're home Riley. Mom says dinner'll be ready in half an hour." I gave back some generic response, still trying to catch my breath from the room switch I had to do under the ear of our parents. They may not have totally flipped out if they were to learn about what was developing between me and Catie, but there was no point in telling them if we didn't absolutely have to. After all, parents tend to act abnormally when presented with unexpected information... or so the research I had been doing online said. I had known that I wanted a relationship with my sister for a few years now. I didn't just want to screw her, I wanted to actually be with her, but I was never sure how to go about it. Thinking it would help me out some, I had done quite a bit of research on topics relating to incest, such as breaking the news to parents, admitting to your brother/sister without fear of rejection, birth defects not being much higher than normal despite widely believed rumors, matters of the like. It didn't really help me out at all, but I did learn some very useful information, the most important piece being that it was never smart to make a move on your sibling unless you knew they felt the same way. Whether Catie knew or not that night... well, quite frankly, didn't matter. I laid back in my bed, pulling a book from my shelf, deciding to pass the time until dinner was ready by making a dent in one of my favorite books. I had just managed to finish the first paragraph when I heard another knock on my door, this one much more welcome for me than the last. "Hey Riley, it's me. Can I come in?" I didn't have to hear who 'me' was to know who it was. Practically leaping over to my door, I unlocked it and opened it in one movement to find my sister, Catie, standing there in all her radiant beauty. I moved to the side to let her in, and she looked down the hall to make sure both our parents were somewhere else before giving me a quick wink and a kiss on the lips. I had barely closed my door when she put her hand on my shoulder, and motioned over to the bed. Needless to say, my eyes got a little wide. "Catie, are you crazy? Mom and dad are right down the hall, and--" I didn't have time to finish before her fist (albeit playfully) found my shoulder, and she looked at me like 'Do you ever think about anything besides that?' "Riley, I'm not stupid. I want to talk. C'mon, sit down." Feeling a little calmer, I sat down with her on the bed, looking at her quizzically. I could tell from the way she kept twisting her feet that something was on her mind, and I was about to ask when she started talking. "I think we should tell mom and dad about... about us." She looked up at me, a serious look in her eyes as she held her hands in mine. "I know there's a chance they might freak out or something, but it would make things a lot easier either way if we didn't have to try and hide it from them..." I didn't say anything for a minute, the reality of what she had said sinking in. I knew that we had agreed them finding out probably wouldn't be the worst thing in the world, but if they didn't agree with it... "Look, Catie. I understand completely. If we told them, then either they'd accept it, and we could be more open around them... or they wouldn't, and we wouldn't have to worry about being around them anyways. But neither of us have the money to support us if mom and dad kick us out, not even if we combined our savings." I looked straight into her eyes, hoping she understood my point. "I know that earlier, I said that even if we had to live out of a box, I'd be fine as long as I had you. But why force ourselves into that sort of predicament if we don't have to? I'm not saying we'll never tell them, I want them to be part of our lives together eventually. But for now, I really think it would be to our advantage to just wait a little while." I took a deep breath, half expecting another fight like we had earlier. Instead, Catie just stared at my shirt for a second before shaking her head, and then nodding in agreement. "You're right. I mean, we're still trying to get used to this ourselves, there's no point in dragging mom and dad into it yet." She smiled and reached her neck up to give me a small kiss. "Just promise me that we will tell them eventually?" "Of course Cat. Like I said, I want them to be a part of our lives, whether they accept of us or not." I wrapped my arms around her, glad to know that I could at least be the voice of reason on some topics. We both jumped when there was a knock on my door, Catie standing up just in time for my mom to open the door. "I thought I heard your voice in here, Catie. Dinner'll be ready in 5 you two. Hope you're hungry!" She smiled wider than I thought was necessary, and closed the door behind her as she left, almost as if to say 'I'll give you your privacy until then'. Maybe I was just being paranoid because of the new situation, but it seemed like my mom knew more than she was letting on. * * * * * After dinner was finished, the 4 of us were sitting in the backyard, enjoying the cool summer night and 'shooting the breeze', basically just killing time before going to bed. We were never a very rich family, we had enough to get by comfortably, but vacations were few and far between, and the closest we had to a pool was the one down at the local Y. Still, our backyard was one of the biggest in the neighborhood, even if it wasn't the nicest. We had a small patio leading from the family room, which held a few beach chairs and an old metal couch that was piled with pillows and blankets, to at least make it seem comfortable. Past that was nothing but grass, and a couple trees on the edge of the property. When me and my sister were younger, we always used to have our friends over, and we'd play everything from soccer, to tag, to football, even paintball when we were teenagers. The latter was evident from the different pieces of cardboard stacked against the side of the house, painted every color of the rainbow and then some. Of course, it was always our friends who brought over the equipment, but it was fun nonetheless. "So, Riley, have you decided what you're going to be majoring in? Last we heard you were torn between a couple different choices." My dad, more concerned about my professional life than my personal. I figured it had to have been hard on him. He had joined the Navy when he was my age, and I could always tell that he had hoped I would do the same. However, I didn't quite turn into the military type over my life, so I chose college over service, and my dad wanted to make sure I made the most of it. "Not yet, but the ones I've got it whittled down to don't even really start in until at least my Junior year, so I've still got over a year to figure it out." I could tell that that wasn't quite what he wanted to hear, but we had a sort of silent agreement: he wouldn't freak out at me unless I was completely aimless, and I'd do my best to stay away from that situation. "What about you, Catie? Have you gotten any acceptance letters yet?" My mom had been helping my sister look at colleges over the past year, but I didn't even know she had been putting in requests already. I figured she would do what I did, and take a year off from school to get a job and save up some money. Evidently, mom and dad had been able to do enough of that with me out of the house to pay for her. "Actually, I was waiting to tell you until we had everyone together." She stood up and pulled something out of her pocket, and I knew from the look on her face that she had some news for all of us. "I got a letter yesterday afternoon... I got accepted to the same college as Riley!" She nearly broke our eardrums with the squeal she let out, and my mother got up and hugged her tight as my father looked over at me, before giving my sister a smile. He turned to my mother and whispered something in her ear, and she nodded before he motioned for me to follow him. We walked into the kitchen, and I was wondering what was going on when he turned around to look at me. "Riley, your mother and I know that you kids are close, closer than two siblings normally are. We've always considered ourselves... lucky, that you don't fight like normal brothers and sisters, but now that you're going to the same college, it's going to be your responsibility to keep an eye on your sister. Make sure she doesn't hang out with the wrong crowd, keep a track on who she's going out with, those sort of things." I nodded, relieved that so far they hadn't found out about our new affair. "I know I'm hard on you kids sometimes, but it's just because I want to see you come out with a better life than we gave you. We may not have been dirt poor, but... it's every parent's dream for their kid to have a better life than they had. That's something that even the Navy can't take out of you." For the first time in I couldn't even remember how long, my father gave me a real heart-felt smile, and -- even rarer -- a hug. I smiled and turned around, ready to head out to the yard before I heard my dad clear his throat. "One more thing, Ri..." I turned around, pretty much knowing what he was about to say. "Make sure none of those college boys steal her innocence. I'd like to see her come back as 'clean' as she's leaving." I gave him a small nod, knowing in the back of my mind that at this rate, she wouldn't even makt it to college 'clean'. Back out on the deck, I found my sister sitting over on the 'couch', and as soon as she saw me she nodded her head toward the seat next to her. Not needing to be told twice, I walked over and sat next to her, just in time for our parents to inform us that they were heading in for the night. "We'll probably be gone again before you two get up, so we'll see you when we get back from work. Congratulations on the acceptance, Catie, your father and I are really proud of you." Grinning like the ecstatic parent she was, my mom kissed my sister on the forehead, and she and my dad went inside to go to bed, leaving just Catie and I alone on the porch. "So, Riley, what do you think? Going to college with your little sister next semester?" She giggled, wasting little time in wrapping her arms around my shoulders, cuddling up close to me. "What did dad want to talk to you about anyway? You guys sure didn't seem to be in there very long." "Oh, you know, just the usual 'she's going to be your responsibility' stuff, wanting me to make sure you don't let any strange guys get in your pants." I smirked, feeling pretty smooth at adding that little "strange guys" part. Hey, at this point, I was willing to take any little victory I could get! I rested my head against the top of Catie's, perfectly content with just being able to lay there for the rest of the night... until I felt a few light fingers trailing up and down my thigh, at least. "You know, Ri, mom and dad are probably in bed by now..." Catie looked up at me, with that same look that she had in her eye the night before, and I knew exactly what she was thinking. "I've been thinking a lot about what we've done over the past 24 hours, and it's gotten me really horny." She winked at me, her hand sliding up under the hem of my shirt, before pulling it completely up over my head. "And not only horny, but hungry... I want to see what you taste like, big brother." She nipped at my lips, her left hand down between my legs, cupping my quickly-hardening shaft as she grinded against me. I pulled my head back a bit, unable to hide a grin of my own as I looked at her. "Are you saying what I think you're saying, Cat?" I licked my lips, almost shaking from anticipation for what I hoped were the next words to come out of her mouth. I would have been perfectly fine cuddling all night out there, but if she wanted to do more, I wasn't about to be the one to stop her. She nodded her head slowly, sliding her body down between my legs to the pavement below. I handed her a pillow to place under her knees, and while she worked on positioning that, I pulled my shoes and socks off, working at the belt to my jeans. I soon felt a pair of hands running over mine, expertly pulling the strap of leather out from the loops that held the clothing on my body, and with the hand that wasn't holding the belt she easily unsnapped the button up top, pulling the zipper down slowly to draw out the pleasure. For all the time she took unzipping and unsnapping my pants, she sure did make up for it when she yanked them off of my legs in one fell swoop! Evidently she was getting just as excited about this as I was. She grinned up at me and licked her lips as she ran a hand up over my thigh, and as I looked into her eyes, I almost felt like I was looking at someone else. When my sister gets horny, she gets horny, and for all intents and purposes, transforms into a completely different person. Gone was the innocent little girl I grew up playing and laughing with, and kneeling in front of me was this... this sex-craved vixen, ready to take anything and everything she wanted. I couldn't help but feel even more excited than before, knowing that my sister was going to use me to explore her own sexual needs. She reached up through the leg hole of my boxers, wrapping her fingers around my half-erect cock, stroking it slowly as her free hand played at the waistband. Her fingers barely touched my skin, tickling my hips, sending shockwaves all through my body which caused my pelvis to inadvertantly thrust up toward her face. I was afraid I might've scared her off, but instead it just seemed to get her even more excited for what she was about to do. "Looks like someone's tired of waiting for their treat" She said it in barely a whisper, but she was looking me dead in the eye, and that smirk on her face had me walking on dream street. "...and quite frankly, so am I." With that, she hooked her finger under my waistband, brushing it against the tip of my erection before pulling my boxers down off of my hips, the front getting caught on my bulge before snapping down off of it, causing my hard on to slap against my pelvis as my underwear literally flew onto the porch in front of me. I could hear Catie groan as my cock came into view, and she carefully pulled it up off of my body, letting it stand straight up as she looked at it, mentally preparing herself for her next move. I closed my eyes for just a second, trying to clear my mind for the feeling ahead, and before I could open them I felt something warm enveloping me. I didn't need to open my eyes to know that my sister had just given me what could best be described as a "mouth hug", and I groaned my appreciation as I felt her tongue licking the underside of my erection. I ran my right hand through her hair, grabbing a handful as she got me nice and wet with her spit. I could feel the pre-cum already starting to seep out, and at about the same time she took me out of her mouth. I opened my eyes and looked down at her, thinking she didn't like the taste of me, and was greeted with quite the show indeed. Evidently, she was farther down on my cock than I had realized, because there was a thick string of her saliva stretching from her bottom lip down to the head of my erection, and she was heaving like she'd just swam a mile. Later on, she informed me that she was experimenting with deep-throating, and was just surprised more than anything else when she tasted the pre-cum. She only rested for a few seconds before bending her head down again, this time only taking half of my manhood into her mouth while she worked the other half with her left hand, the right cupping my balls like a kid with water. Only I don't think a little kid would be rolling the water around in his hand like a pair of dice. Years of blowjobs had upped my endurance a little bit, but without fear of being bias, my sister gave me what was easily the best blowjob of my life that night. Not that she had that much competition: the others had failed to get up to even deepthroating, let alone combining a blowjob and a hand job. Deciding now wasn't the best time to inquire where my sister learned her trade, I just sat back in my seat, enjoying the treatment my sister was giving me. She had drawn in her cheeks with her lips just past the head, her tongue playing with the slit while her hand moved up and down the shaft, the other kneading my ballsac, all of which was building me up fast. I warned my sister that I was about to cum, and when I did she immediately backed up, looking up at me with that evil glint in her eye. Without saying a word, she easily slipped out of her top and bra, those lucious tits coming into view, and as she leaned forward it finally hit me what she had in mind. She grabbed my dick in one hand, pushing it into the valley that was her cleavage, using her upper arms to push the nipples together and started titty-fucking me, right there on the porch! This caused me to moan even louder, and although my orgasm had backed off during her little break, it was quickly building back up as I imagined my seed shooting up onto her face. I was just about to get my wish when I heard the screen door open, and my mom yell "Riley, Catherine, what the fuck is going on out here?!" My Sister, the Virgin Ch. 04 "So, care to explain what I just walked in on out there?" I looked from my mother to my sister and back again, not sure of what to say. The truth was that she had stepped outside onto the porch, right as I was about to shoot a load of sperm all over my sister's face! Obviously, I couldn't tell mom this... I had finally resigned myself to make something up, if only to save my dear sister, when Catie spoke up herself. "It was my idea, mom. Once I got the letter saying that I had been accepted to college, I mean obviously I was excited, but I was really nervous, because I don't have any experience with... well, anything. so, I asked Riley if I could try with him, but I never really gave him a chance to say no, and, well... yeah..." As my sister trailed off on her sentence, I tried to make it look like as though this was all familiar with me. To say I was shocked with her outburst would have been a severe understatement! Our mother, however, didn't seem to be buying it, as her eyes kept flickering between the two of us. She took a deep breath, and I could tell that she was weighing her next words very carefully. "OK, look... I'm still not sure exactly what's going on between the two of you, and part of me is saying I probably don't want to know. I'm also not going to pretend like I'm happy with it, because I'm not. For Christ sake, you're brother and sister! At the same time, though, you're not only both adults, but you're both still experimenting. At least you're not actually having sex or anything-" (I made a nearly audible gasp at this point!) "-just do me a favor. If you really insist on continuing with this kind of behavior... don't let me walk in on it?" Catie and I both got sheepish grins on our faces, and got up to head down the hallway to our seperate rooms. Just when I was ready to let out a sigh of relief for getting off the hook, though, our mother cleared her throat to give us one last piece of advice; "Don't tell your father." ***** "Riley... hey, Riley, wake up. I need to talk to you about something... Riley!" I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and rolled over to look at my clock: 2:30AM. If I hadn't known that it was my beautiful sister trying to wake me up, I probably would have punched the person full-on in the face. I had to fight back a groan as it was as I sat up, running a hand through my hair in an attempt to get it to lay flat... no such luck. "Hey, Catie... what are you doing in here so early? If mom knew what you were doing right now, she'd probably chew both of us out..." "That's why I'm in here now, dummy; I wanted to wait until after mom and dad were asleep so they wouldn't get suspicious." I felt her get up off the bed, and before I had a chance to react, the lights in my room came blazing to life, forcing me to move my entire arm across my eyes to shield them. "Sorry, guess I should have warned you... anyways, I wanted to talk to you about what happened with mom earlier tonight. I was really uncomfortable lying to her about that, considering what we've said about telling them eventually. At the same time, though..." "It's still way too early to tell them about us, I know." I blinked a few times in quick succession, still trying to adjust to the bright lights before continuing. "By the way, I wanted to thank you for taking the fall like that out there. I would've said something, but I guess my brain just kinda froze up." Catie waved her hand at me and giggled. "Like I said, I know we've talked before about telling the both of them about our relationship, and I still want to do that eventually; if anyone has a right to know, it's them. I just feel like we should wait until the timing is right, once we have some actual plans made." I gave her a small nod, moving over next to her to put my arm around her shoulders. "I know, I know. We won't tell them until we're both ready, that much is for sure. If you want my opinion, though, I think it would be best if we waited until the beginning of term. That way, we'll at least have a solid reason for moving in together." Catie rested her head on my shoulder, and reached up to give me a kiss on the cheek. "That's a good point, but we still have another 2 and a half months before that happens." She gave me a devilish grin and sat up next to me, her lips no more than an inch away from my ear. I could feel her breathing getting deeper as she whispered to me; "What do you say that in the meantime, I finish up what I started on you earlier? I still want to see what you taste like..." She emphasized her point by licking a trail from my earlobe, around the outline of my jaw, and ending at my lips, kissing me deeply as she shifted herself up onto my lap. Never one to interrupt a lady with her own plans, I wrapped my arms around her back, nipping at her lips as I reached down to unzip my pants. To my surprise, however, I found Catie's hands there ahead of mine. "Damn" I thought to myself, "She must really be horny!" I dropped my hands to my sides as my sister worked at my pants, finally managing to get the button undone. She slid the zipper down to the base, and reached inside of one of the legs of my boxers to grab at my half-hard penis. "Hm, looks like someone needs a refresher course to get back up to speed..." Catie flashed me that same devilish grin again as she pulled me to where I was sitting on the very edge of the bed. She slid her lithe frame down my body, ending up kneeling between my legs. I lifted my hips up off of the bed as she worked my pants down and off of my legs, and she then licked her way all the way back up to my hips, planting small kisses on either side of my shaft. She then winked at me before placing the tip of her tongue at the base of my balls, and licked me all the way up to the tip of my penis. "Now, I just want you to lie back and enjoy the ride..." She reached up with one hand and pushed on my chest, forcing me to lie on my back as I felt her hands and mouth exploring my crotch. Considering I was already at full mast from just the first lick, I was afraid that I might explode too quickly if I wasn't careful, but I did everything in my power to keep that from happening. The longer I could make this last, the better, in my opinion. I reached a hand down and wrapped it in my sister's beautiful raven hair, and I lifted my head up to look down at her. As soon as our eyes met, I realized that once again, my sweet, innocent sister had long since left, as had any feelings I had of guilt or doubt. Instead, they were now replaced with a mixture of love, lust, and pure horniness. I had to bite my lip and lay back down to fight back a moan, though, as my sister attempted to deep-throat my entire 7 inches for the second time in less than 12 hours. I grabbed at Catie's hair a little harder than I ment to, and moved my hand down to the bedsheets, using that as a bit of a stabilizer. More than once, I had to bite down on my tongue to keep from waking our parents (who were right down the hall!) with my moans, and when my sister moved her mouth up to the head of my cock, sucking in her cheeks as she jacked off the bottom half with her hand, I literally had to pull a pillow over my mouth to stifle my groans. When she finally decided to come up for air, I looked down into Catie's eyes, and she made sure to make eye contact before saying "Please shoot your come into my mouth, Riley... I want to taste you so badly." That was all the incentive I needed. As my vixen of a sister dove back onto my raging hard dick, I felt that familiar churning in the base of my balls. Still trying not to wake our parents, I moaned that I was going to come, and closed my eyes tight as I felt the liquid leaving my shaft. I must have fired at least 6 rounds into my sister's waiting mouth, but from what I saw she didn't even let a single drop escape the the confines of her lips. Once she was sure I was watching her again, she gave me a wink and opened her mouth wide, showing me the come swirling around in her mouth. She closed her lips again, and after running her tongue over them, she swallowed the entire load in 1... 2... 3 big, audible gulps. Afterward, she bit her bottom lip and leaned up next to me, giving me a deep kiss, letting me taste myself on her lips. I had tasted my cum while masturbating before, but somehow it actually tasted good when it was coming from Catie's mouth. "Mm, Riley, your come tastes so good, maybe we should make this a regular thing... of course, if it tastes this good, I can hardly wait to see what it'll feel like when it's inside of my pussy." She gave me a wink as she gathered up her clothes, and kissed my lips again before walking over to the door. "Good night..." As soon as she closed the door, I collapsed backward onto my bed. I felt like I had just run a marathon, I was so out of breath! I couldn't get what Catie had said out of my head, either, about wanting to feel my spunk in her pussy. With that thought swimming around in my mind, I laid my head on my pillow, and fell asleep with what was probably the biggest grin of my life plastered across my face.