0 comments/ 177025 views/ 2 favorites Sister Sister By: sexylilmissie This is purely a fantasy for everyone's enjoyment. I hope that my story appeals to somebody. * * * * * My sister and I had never done much of anything sexual when we were growing up together. Of course we had seen each other naked and maybe we had fooled around a little bit, but it was strictly kids stuff. We had masturbated together and kissed and rubbed each others tits but we had never gone down on each other. This would change soon when we moved in together. Cheri was two years older than me. When she finished college, she moved to San Francisco to work and live. She wrote to me a lot while she was away and when I finished college I moved to San Francisco too. We got an apartment together and really became close. We used to sit together in the evenings and talk to each other about our days, she and I would take turns brushing each others hair. Just doing all the little things for each other that just make you feel really good. She told me about the lesbian experiences that she had been engaging in since moving to the city. She told me that there was nothing like making love to another woman. She still fucked guys, and was not really gay-she just did it with another woman for the hell of it. She was having a lot of sex. This was in the late sixties and I guess just about everyone else was having sex. We were wearing mini skirts and going braless. It was a time of experimentation for both of us. One night she asked me if I wanted to masturbate with her. She showed me some porno magazines that had pictures of women sucking each other off. I had never seen anything like it and it made me really wet. She had been out and had been drinking a little. She was really giggly and loose. She took her blouse off and her pert 36c breasts swung into view. then she kissed me on the mouth. Instinctively, I put my tongue into her mouth and she sucked on it as if it was a cock. My pussy opened up like a little flower and I felt juice running down my thighs. She and I are both a little chubby. We both have big tits and thick legs. Guys go crazy over us though, so I guess we are not to fat. Anyway, she got me hot and I took off my T-shirt. We drank some wine as we talked about sex and looked the magazines. "Lets do it," she whispered. "I'm hot. Who's going to know? Come on, baby. Just you and me going at it. You want to play sucko-fucko?" The nonsense words that came from her mouth turned me on as much as the sight of her licking her lips. The wine had loosened me up and I felt like fucking. We both stripped off and got on the floor. I rubbed my titties until they contracted and were as hard as pebbles. My eyes locked with hers as she began to lick around my inner thighs. I gasped as her tongue hit my clit. I began to squirm as she shoved her face into my crotch and ate me out but good. My first orgasm began to bloom in my belly as her warm tongue glided over my super sensitized flesh. Her face was glistening with my pussy juice when she raised her head and laid it on my stomach. I lay with my hand on her head as I tried to sort out the conflicting emotions inside me. On one hand I was excited that my first true lesbian experience was with a woman I loved and yet I was beset with doubt. This was also my sister I was with and the rules of society dictate that sex with a first string family member was not something people did. No matter how nicely the light played over their skin or how soft that skin was. Or how sweet their lips tasted-my thoughts wandered off the possible repercussions and to her body and how much I enjoyed what we were doing. But even those thoughts were scattered when she raised her head and gazed at me with her feline green eyes. "I've got an idea," she said. "You wanna see me get fucked?" "What do you mean?" I asked, jarred out of the thoughtful state I had been in. "I know this guy I can call up-he will come over and fuck the shit out of me. You want to watch?" was her startling answer. I thought about it for a minute. Of course I wanted to watch her get fucked. Who wouldn't? I told her so and she made the call. While we waited, she talked me into eating her out. I'll have to admit that I didn't take a lot of convincing as I was very curious as to what she tasted like. I could see little pearls of moisture on her nether lips and my mouth salivated at the thought of licking them all up and then delving deeper into her warm snatch in search of more nectar. This was something I had thought of before-in fact, I had a couple of college girls lick my pussy before but I had never tried it before myself. I guess I felt a lot more comfortable around Cheri because I couldn't wait to try. Anyway, she sat down in a chair with her legs hanging over the arms of it. I got down on my knees in front of her and started licking and kissing around her pussy for quite a while before I got up enough nerve to put my face in it as she had done with me. She held her pussy open with both of her hands and leaned over me to speak in a whisper. "Lick my clitty baby," she husked. "Just touch it with your sweet tongue. Just a little lick honey. That's it! Now suck it! Suck me off! Face fuck me sugar! Eat it baby! Eat meee!" I buried me face in her reveling in the feelings I was giving her as each of her commands got a little louder until at the last she was literally screaming as she left her pussy to grab my head and grind it against her. Her sweet puss was bucking against me as she came and I swore my eardrums were going to break as she shrieked out her enjoyment. She slid off the chair and came to me, taking me into her arms as she did. We curled up on the floor touching each other softly as we shared confidences like we never had before. Our loving had reopened lines of communication that I didn't even realize were closed. We were still talking when the doorbell rang. The guy she had called was there and she let him in. His name was Jerry and he was really cute. I had slipped a robe on at some point but Cheri was still naked and Jerry quickly moved to join her. He stripped and I was amazed at the size of his prick-it was enormous! Not that long but really hard and thick. Cheri got on her knees and began sucking him as I watched watching his prick slide all the way into her throat made me salivate and my pussy began dripping again. "Play with yourself as you watch baby," Cheri cooed. "I want to watch you at the same time." I sat in the chair and rubbed my pussy as I watched her suck him. She took his prick out of her mouth and jacked him hard and fast until he grunted and sprayed his cum all over her face and hands. She opened her mouth to catch some of his cream and she did a very good job if I do say so myself. At this point I crawled over to her and started kissing her and licking her face to help clean up what she had missed. I just couldn't help myself. soon we were rolling on the floor together licking and sucking at each other as our passions were aroused again. Jerry was standing over us desperatelyn rubbing himself to get hard again as he wanted in on the action. Finally his prick was rock hard again. Cheri sat on the floor and took me into her arms as Jerry rose above me and started fucking me hard. She was whispering sweet nothings in my ear as I rolled from orgasm to orgasm until I thought I would pass out from the intense pleasure. Jerry fucked me for at least an hour before he jerked out and shot his load all over my stomach and tits. Cheri took great delight in cleaning me up. These carnal delights lasted long into the night until nobody could move and we fell asleep piled together on the floor. I hope everyone likes my story. this is one of my first tries at writing something for everyone else to read and all comments both good and bad are appreciated. Sister, Sister This story is partly fiction, and the characters are over eighteen years of age. If you are offended by incest, or are under eighteen, you should read no more of this page. If, however, you believe that the mind is the greatest sex organ, and you support the First Amendment of our constitution, then read on. Perhaps in a few months, after it occurs, I will be able to recount another adventure with my sisters, M and J. * * * * * I had decided to take a few days off work to sort out things at the old family cabin on a creek in the Great Smoky Mountains, a few hours from my home in Atlanta. It was a great place to relax by myself and enjoy some much needed time away from the bustle of the city and the recent end of my marriage. It was Wednesday afternoon when I arrived and I spent the rest of the day cleaning up the place which had been idle since the previous summer. By dark I had finished the chores, eaten a light meal, taken a long shower, and was ready to take it easy. Once I was ready to relax, it occurred to me I should have brought along some feminine companionship to assist the process. When I finally settled back with my book that evening on the big day bed in front of the gas logs, the warmth of the fireplace slowly lulled me to sleep. As my head nodded, I heard a noise outside and suddenly became aware of a car turning out its lights in front of the cabin. When I heard foot steps on the porch and my younger sister's voice calling me to open the door, I was surprised as I had thought she was home in the city with her live-in boyfriend. At the door I could see she had been crying, and I smelled the odor of alcohol. She was only a little tipsy, and she seemed to brighten when she saw me. We had never been close, but always had affection for one another. We were only four years apart, but since she had graduated from college three years before, we had not seen much of one another. She was an attractive woman, but tonight looked tired and upset. When I got over my surprise, I scolded her for driving and drinking. On my repeated inquiries about the reason for her unexpected arrival, she confessed she had caught George, her lover, with another woman. She had left their apartment without even her purse to come to the old family cabin to be alone. She said she was glad to find me there though, because she desperately wanted to talk to someone. We had a glass of wine at the table in the kitchen and talked of all the things going on in our lives. Finally, she asked to borrow a robe so she could take a shower and get ready for bed. I heard her go into the bathroom and close the door, and I went back to the big day bed to read my book. A short while later I heard the bathroom door open, and she came in the living room with two more glasses of wine and sat down next to me. She looked lost in my old terrycloth robe. As we sat there staring at the fire, we talked of the problems with relationships in our lives. She had trusted George, and was unhappy, but glad she had discovered his infidelity before they had married. She was a beautiful, educated young woman with long auburn hair and a luscious body, and I knew she would find another man with little problem. I also knew, but did not tell her that she was strong enough to live on her own. Our conversation led around an entire range of subjects, from current movies to dirty jokes we had heard at work. We sipped the wine, laughing, and then crying, as the situation and conversation demanded. The warmth of the room and laid back mood contributed to our mutual mellowing out from the problems in our lives, and the world of anxiety outside seemed much further away. She leaned back into the cushions on the daybed and stretched her bare legs out toward the heat from the fireplace. She wiggled her toes and sighed, contented now that she was feeling better from the wine and conversation. I stretched out next to her and she reached across me to put her empty glass on the table. When she did, the robe fell open and her leg brushed mine as her arm balanced on my chest. I found myself looking at her right breast and she giggled and pulled the gaping collar of the robe closed. It was obvious she had nothing on underneath. She blushed and said to me, "It's OK, you've seen it before." I nodded and told her that I had, but pointed out it was when she was seven or eight, and she sure had changed since then. She turned over on her stomach and asked me to rub her back, stating it would help her relax before she went to bed. I could smell the scent of soap and the jasmine scented lotion she had used since we were children. I leaned over her and placed my hand lightly on her neck and began to caress it with soft strokes. She rose up on her elbows and slipped the robe down slightly so I could knead her shoulders. I began to move my hands down along the smooth skin of her back, and pulled the robe off her arms, one at a time, and then I softly rubbed her spine down to her waist. She lay down and put her arms out over her head and sighed, not stopping me as my palms worked along the middle of her back and down along the shapely curves at the top her buttocks. She asked me to hand her the glass she had placed on the table and, rising up to where just the ends of her breasts were flattened out on the bed, she took another sip, spilling some of the red liquid which ran down her throat onto her chest and then to the sheets. I grabbed a napkin from the table and wiped her face and neck, and as I did she turned slightly to me, exposing her breast which was wet with the liquid. I moved the napkin across her throat and down the front of her chest, her eyes watching me as I dabbed the wine from her perfect breasts. She was raised up on her elbows, and when my hand brushed her nipple I heard a sharp intake of breath. She then lay back down and I continued the massage, my mind shaken at the thoughts in my head. Gently, I pushed the robe down to her knees and admired her firm white cheeks, watching her muscles tighten and then relax as I squeezed her flesh. She took a deep breath each time I tensed my fingers on her firm hips, and the sides of her breasts pushed out against the blanket where they were flattened under her. I ran one finger along the thin tan mark on her back from her bikini, and she shivered when I drew it back again. Looking at her, I thought it admirable there was no sign of fat on her lithe body, which was sculpted as well as any I had ever seen. My sister was a remarkably sensuous woman. As I rubbed my palm along her buttocks and down the backs of her thighs, she sighed again and her legs parted ever so slightly. I removed the robe from her legs and she lay naked under my hands. I rubbed and caressed her from the shoulders to the ankles until she turned her head toward me, smiling, as she asked me if I wanted my back rubbed, too. I told her I did, and lay down next to her on the bed, turning my head away from her so she would not be embarrassed by her nakedness. I reached across the bed and retrieved the robe for her, but she dropped it on the floor when I passed it to her over my shoulder. She ran her hands under the bottom of my sweatshirt and pushed it upward to my head. I pulled it off and tossed it on the floor as she lightly began to stroke my back and neck, squeezing the muscles and causing me to sigh with pleasure. As she leaned over me I could feel the heat from one nipple as it grazed my back each time she moved her arms. I could feel my penis stiffen, and my tendons and muscles loosen as she massaged my back, her hands moving slowly to my waist. As we lay there I could feel her breathing quicken, and she ran her hands under the elastic band of my sweat pants and slowly pushed them down over my buttocks. I lifted my weight from the bed as she pulled them off over my legs and tossed them on the floor by her robe. It felt strangely natural that we were both lying on the day bed, nude and rubbing one another's bodies. Moving her fingers along my buttocks, she stroked the cheeks and slid her palms along the insides of my thighs, parting my legs as she moved her hands up and down my legs. Each time she stretched out to reach my calves, I felt the lightness of her breasts as they moved over the tightened muscles of my buttocks. Finally, she leaned over me and with her lips close to my ear whispered, "Turn over now and let me rub your chest." I could have done nothing else as I slowly turned over on my back and looked at her, leaning on one elbow. Her long hair was down over her shoulders and I moved my eyes to her breasts, watching the hardness of her round, pink nipples as they stuck out at me. The well trimmed patch of silky hair in the vee of her legs barely hid the lips of her vagina, and completely nude, she was stunning. She looked into my eyes as I lay on my back, and she very slowly moved her right hand to my chest and rubbed lightly in a circle, her fingers brushing my nipples and kneading the muscles. In an unhurried motion her hand moved to my stomach, inching toward my hairline and my stiffened cock. She moved her face to my navel and I could see her tongue dart into it, licking the flesh. I was aching from excitement as she turned her attention to my penis and looked at the moistness seeping from the eye. She moved her hair from in front of her and tossed it on her back, and with one eye on my face she stuck out her tongue and touched it to the tip of my prick, licking the fluid and drawing it into her mouth. I moaned and she licked it from the base to the top several times, finally pulling just the head of my seven inch prick into her mouth, her cheeks sinking in as she lightly sucked the fluid from the knob. Then, she lowered her head slowly and took the entire thing into her throat. I felt as if I would explode, but sensing that she quickly moved her mouth from my cock and smiled at me. "Not just yet, my beautiful, loving brother," she said in a throaty voice. Moving her face to me, she put her lips close to mine and kissed me deeply, her tongue this time working its magic on mine. I could taste her passion as she ran her tongue into my mouth. Her breasts pressed against my chest and her hand went again to my cock, stroking it up and down with two fingers as she crushed my lips to hers. I pushed her over onto her back and she gasped as I pulled her right nipple into my mouth, rolling my tongue over it and biting it gently with my teeth. I moved to the other nipple and did the same with it, discovering a new side to my beautiful sister. From the center of her chest, I ran my tongue down to her navel, and beyond as she spread her legs to let me taste her musky, swelling cunt. The patch between her legs was soaked as I pushed my tongue into her vagina and sucked the wetness that ran out and over my face. She moaned in ecstasy as I lapped up her juices. I rolled over on my back and pulled her on top of me and kissed her deeply as she wrapped her legs around me and guided my cock into her. She sat erect over me as I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her down and impaled her deeply on my penis, watching as her breasts moved each time she rose up and down on me. She moved faster and faster and I pushed hard as my cock exploded deep inside her. She screamed as she came, then moaned as each successive spurt went inside her. She relaxed and moved off me, laying her face next to the matted hair around my shaft, which was wet with our juices. She began cleaning my prick with her tongue, drawing each wet mouthful back into her lips and milking my prick for more as it became soft. As it softened she pulled it back into her mouth and sucked so hard it left me with ecstatic pain. We lay locked together for a few minutes, our sweating bodies merging as one as we drifted off to sleep. I awoke a while later and the gas fireplace hissed as I watched her open one eye and look at me. I was at a loss for words, but she spoke before I could say anything. "We could have been doing that for years, and we can keep doing it for years, if you want." The desire climbed again, and taking the initiative I turned in the opposite direction on the bed and placed my face next to her light brown patch. Rolling on my back, I pulled her onto me and spread her legs over my head, kissing the lips of her vagina and licking it with my tongue, the taste a strange mixture of our juices. As I felt my prick stiffen again, she pulled it into her mouth and gently moved it in and out with the same rhythm I used to push my hardened tongue into her. We lay like this for a time until I could feel the throbbing increase as my load reached the bursting point. As she moaned with the movement of my tongue, I shot another load of hot sperm into her, this time down her throat as she swallowed several times without gagging. Again, she sucked my cock until every drop was savored on her tongue and swallowed. I felt so drained I could barely move, but she rolled me over on my stomach and began to knead my thighs with her hands as she pulled my legs apart until I was spreadeagle on the bed. Next, she moved behind me and began kissing my lower back. She moved down my crack and I could feel her tongue and lips exploring it. She put her arms around my waist and pulled me up slightly so she could reach my stiffening rod again with her hand. As I drew my knees up I could feel her lick my anus, and I was overwhelmed with lust as her tongue pushed into it. The sensation quickly brought my prick back to life as she alternately licked my ass and stuck her beautiful tongue into it. My desire was at a new height as I put my hands behind her head and this time forced my dick back between her lips and pushed hard until I felt it touch the back of her throat. The bed was wet and our bodies soaked with sweat as I drove my member in and out of her lips, pulling her face against me by her hair as I fucked her mouth furiously. She moaned, and as her finger pushed deep inside me, I shot my third load into her throat, this time gagging her as I rammed my dick in as far as it would go. She was too exhausted to suck it more, but turned over on her back and panted as I used my fingers to move the white flecks of cum on her chin into her mouth. As she lay there panting, I rested my reddened prick across her mouth and milking it, let the remainder of the liquid moisten her sore lips. We fell into a deep sleep, and I woke only once to see her nuzzling my soft penis which she held close to her lips. I awoke again as the dawn broke, and when I looked I saw her in the kitchen, wearing my robe again and pouring coffee. I went into the bath room, and returned again to the living room, pulling off the covers to change the damp linens. When I finished, I got back in bed and pulled the covers over my naked body to fight the chill of the morning. Jane brought the coffee and toast in on a tray and sat on the bed, the light breakfast between us. Her hair was combed and she looked better than when she had appeared at the door the previous evening. She needed no makeup to enhance her appearance, and I looked at her, not believing my experience the night before with this sexy woman I now knew in a different way. She sensed my loss for words, and sipped her coffee as she spread honey on the warm toast. Looking at me with her big eyes, she said, "Don't try to explain last night. We needed each other, and what are siblings for if not for comfort?" I could only nod as I drank my coffee and ate the toast she had prepared. I was surprised, but felt no guilt at all. I thought to myself that George was even stupider than I had ever suspected, to lose a woman such as Jane to a passing affair. Jane had majored in literature in college, and was herself a talented writer with deep insights into many things. She had not showed such talents when she was young, but as she grew older her keen intellect had slowly surfaced. As we sat on the bed, enjoying the early morning and the newly found feelings we were experiencing, she began to talk of her libido and the things it drove her to explore. As I listened to her thoughts, she astounded me when she spoke of her only lesbian partner, our older sister, Mary. My jaw dropped when she told me how she had seduced our thirty-five year old, single sister during a visit to Florida the year before. She had not intended to do so, but had involved herself with Mary as they slept together on a double bed in a rented motel room at the Atlantic coast after a night out on the town. Mary was a serious woman who worked as a nurse in a large hospital. She had an excellent sense of humor when the mood struck her, but rarely showed it, and then only to intimate friends. The two things the women shared were the same stunning looks, and auburn hair which hung to the middle of their backs. If not for the age difference they would have been mistaken for twins. On the night of their first sexual encounter, Jane said they had fought off the advances of several younger, drunken college students in a lounge as they sipped wine and ate dinner by candlelight. Later, they had sat on the beach and watched the water darken in the Atlantic as the sun dipped down behind them. The small room they returned to was on the ocean side of the motel on the second floor, and they had turned off the air conditioner to let the warm sea breezes from the open sliding glass door caress their bodies as they went to sleep on the one double bed provided. As they lay on the bed together in just their bras and panties, they spoke of how their closeness was a fortunate thing between sisters who were mature. and, just as my experience with Jane had developed, theirs had come about with Mary's offer of a back rub. Jane said she had turned over on her front and was watching the stars out the window, when Mary began kneading her shoulders with the expertise of a professional nurse. Jane had been lulled by Mary's soft hands, and they whispered to each other as our older sister stroked her back, and then unhooked her bra and rubbed soothing lotion onto her slightly burned shoulders. When Mary finished with her massage, Jane returned the favor in kind, rubbing Mary's back and smoothing the lotion into the soft flesh of her back and shoulders. Jane had marveled at our sister's beauty and the loveliness of her perfect breasts. When Jane slipped Mary's thin, lace bra off her, she felt excited as her fingers pressed on Mary's back and along the side of the breasts which were mirror images of her own. When she finished caressing Mary's back, Jane stretched out on her belly with Mary at her side, one arm resting lightly on Mary's back. As they talked, Jane turned onto her side to face Mary and their nipples accidentally touched, sending an electric shock up Jane's spine and causing an unexpected tingle in her loins. She explained to me that she was overcome with an irresistible urge to take Mary in her arms. Mary's soft beauty aroused sexual stirrings in Jane's loins and her heart suddenly beat with a new, strangely romantic kind of love for her sensual sister. They were close enough to look into one another's eyes as she placed her hand on the back of Mary's neck and drew their mouths gently together in a sisterly kiss which surprised them both as it turned passionate. As their tongues explored each other's mouths, Jane said her hand moved to Mary's breast as if the fingers and palm had minds of their own. She kneaded the nipple in her fingers and felt it harden to her touch. Mary had pulled back from her and shuddered slightly, but did not move Jane's hand from her breast. In the dim light, Mary looked at the hand on her firm bosom, and then back into Jane's eyes. Jane then moved down to Mary's left breast and suckled the nipple between her lips as Mary leaned back and softly began to moan. Their passions warmed, and Jane took Mary's other breast in her mouth and alternately licked and sucked gently on that nipple. Sister, Sister This is a work of fiction. Any reference to people or places is fictional and any similarities to actual people living or dead is purely coincidental. I would like to acknowledge the help of my friend "sandy" in helping me with this story. * * * * * I am always excited to get an e-mail from my big sister Ruth. She is the adventurous one in the family. She was often off to far off places, reporting from war-torn and dangerous places. I am a shy 22 year old, starting on my new job at a local software company. In her last e-mail, Ruth recounted, just outside Barcelona, she was coming out of a night club and was chased by a bunch of drunks. She managed to escape, rescued by a handsome guy. She ended up spending the weekend with him, before moving on. Her e-mails to me were always full of her sexual adventures with both men and women. I was delighted to hear that she was going to be in town and spend a few days with me. I recalled the time when she showed me how to shave a pussy clean. She shaved her pubic hair clean. Once the job was done, she asked me run my fingers over the smooth bald pussy. As my fingers touched her pussy lips, I found them to be wet and sticky. At another time, she showed me how to masturbate gently inserting her fingers into herself and then teasing her clitoris until she came. She rarely wore a bra and I thought her 34C breasts were always very attractive, compared to my own measly 32A breasts. I met her at the airport on a warm Saturday afternoon and got home. All through the drive home, she entertained with her adventures and I was laughing until my eyes were full of tears. We got home and she decided to take a shower. She finished her shower and wandered over to the bedroom completely naked. I was fascinated by her lean, tanned body and I was fascinated as usual by lack of tan lines. She was completely at ease with her body. She caught me looking at her. She came towards me, smiled and said, "Well, what do you think?" I stammered, "You.... look beautiful...I love your breasts..." She looked at me and ran her hands over my face, then over my blouse. I could feel myself getting excited. "Let me see those beauties of yours," Ruth said, starting to unbutton my blouse. She took my blouse off, then unhooked my bra, discarding it on the floor. She ran her hands over my tiny boobs, playing with the nipples, twirling them between her thumb and forefinger. "Mmmm..." she said, her mouth on my left nipple. I could feel her warm tongue over the nipple while warm air from her nostrils warmed my chest. I could feel moisture in my loins. Ruth sounded husky as she said, "You know, Mia's boobs are the same as yours and she never wears a bra? God, I love these small beauties, just a mouthful." Her hands moved further down, undoing the buttons of my skirt. As the skirt fell away to the floor, Ruth moved away from me. I was standing there in my thong, the wetness showing through the fabric. She knelt in front of me, running her tongue over the fabric of my underwear, tasting my cum. She held one side of the thong between her teeth and pulled it down. She then held the crotch of the panty and yanked it down to my feet. I stood there with my feet slightly parted, allowing Ruth to play with me. She inserted a finger into my wet pussy. She withdrew the finger and first held close to her nose, admiring my scent. She then licked her fingers, saying, "Not only do you smell wonderful, you also taste good." She used her fingers to spread my pussy lips wide, then thrust her tongue deep inside. As she moved her tongue in and out, I could take it no longer and held her head against me. I felt her hands move to my ass cheeks. She held them apart, while twisting her tongue deep inside me. Before I could say anything, I felt one finger exploring my anal cavity. Ruth's explorations got faster and faster. Her attention turned to my clitoris as she bit on the labia and found the g-spot with her tongue. A few more strokes and I felt a shiver up my spine. I held Ruth head tight against me and with a sigh, came. My cum ran down my thighs and Ruth eagerly cleaned up. Feeling weak kneed, I watched as Ruth lay down in front of me with a vibrator. She first dipped the vibe into her pussy, then turned it on and up her anus. With the sound of the buzz, her fingers explored herself and she brought herself to an orgasm right before my eyes. I bent down and retrieved the vibrator from her and seeing her cum-filled pussy, cleaned it all up with my tongue. Ruth got up and announced, "I need to pee. You wanna watch?" I nodded and walked to the bathroom. She lifted the toilet seat cover, stood over the bowl and I watched the urine flowing into the bowl. I was fascinated. When she finished, I said, "I want to pee standing up too. Can please show me how?" As I stood close to the bowl, she spread my pussy lips with one hand and lifted up the labia with the other. She ordered, "Now you can pee." I did and was surprised to see a strong steady stream of urine fall into the bowl with hardly any mess outside. After we washed up, we kissed each other again. Needless to say, during her stay, we both stayed naked in the apartment and made love frequently. Following Ruth's lead, I shaved my pubic hair. I have also stopped wearing bra and panties except to work. I really enjoy the freedom and love the cool breeze against my smooth pussy lips. Sister, Sister Lex heard the loud moans from Elise as her long nails dug into the back of his head. He felt her body start to tremble as her thighs closed tightly against his ears. Lex continued to lick Elise’s pussy teasing her clit now and again while finger fucking her. “Oh I’m going to fucking cum!” Elise shouted. Her toes curled in a tight fist as she pushed Lex away from her because of her intense orgasm. Lex stood over Elise’s quavering body and thought how beautiful she was. Lex took in her beauty. Her long blonde hair flowed over the bed and her creamy pale skin glistened from perspiration. Elise’s sparkling green eyes were barely open and she was biting her plush upper lip. Lex continued to watch her as she squirmed around on the bed. He loved watching her large breasts jiggle as she moved. Her ample pink nipples looked as if they were frozen hard from pleasure. Elise’s flat stomach began to rise and fall at a slower pace now as she was beginning to relax. Her knees slowly started to fall and open letting Lex see her small but damp blonde tuff of hair, the rest of her pussy was bare. Her lips were moist, open and still filled with bliss. Elise’s long fingers graced her curvy hip. Her curvy hips and thick ass captivated Lex and he would sometimes get hard just watching her walk. “Wow.” Elise softly whispered. Elise looked up to see Lex on his knees hovering over her. He looked like a Greek god carved in black marble. Her six foot one black man looked damn good naked. Lex had an athletic build with strong arms, broad shoulders, solid chest, ripped stomach, and nicely shaped thighs and legs. What topped it off for Elise was his generous cock that was just as hard as marble right now. Elise had been with black men before; some even had bigger dicks than Lex. None compared to Lex, he was what they meant by “once you go black you never go back.” The way Lex used his tongue and moved his body when he fucked her made him irresistible. Lex nestled next to Elise and put her head on his chest. Elise watched Lex’s manhood throb at attention and envision his black meat inside her. She began to grind her wet pussy against Lex’s thigh. “Do you like what you see?” Lex asked. “Oh yes, I want you to fuck me so bad.” Elise moved over to her back spreading her legs. “I want you to suck it for me, suck my cock Elise” “Lex!” Elise shouted in disdain. “You know I don’t like to do that shit. Remember the last time I tried to give you head and I threw-up.” “Elise come on you didn’t even try. Everything is always your way, and with sex it’s always the same thing. Kiss you, suck your tits, eat your pussy, lick your ass, and then fuck you doggie style or missionary till you cum three times. Then you are off to sleep like a baby. You never want to do anything new or try to please me in anyway. You always want me to please you.” “And what’s wrong with that. Lots of men would love that, it’s not like you’re not cumming or anything.” Elise reached over and started to stroke Lex’s cock. “Come on baby I want you to fuck me, please.” Elise said with puppy dog eyes. “That’s it, it’s over!” Lex pulled away from Elise and stared to get dressed as he made his way out. Elise was shocked and followed Lex to the front door of her apartment. “So, you’re just going to leave. Just like that it’s over.” Elise stood in front of Lex nude with her hands on her hips frustrated. “Yes, Elise it’s over! I’m sick of this shit.” Lex zipped up his jeans and reached for the door handle when Elise grabbed his hand. “Come on baby, don’t leave like this. I want you so bad.” Elise guided Lex’s hand to her salivating pussy. “Just one more time and we will talk about this. You know you want to fuck me.” Lex looked into Elise’s lustful eyes. “You know what? You’re a trip.” Lex snatched his hand away from Elise and left. Elise called Lex repeatedly but never heard back from him again. Three months later… Lex removed the dimmer switch from the shelf and made his way down to the main aisle at Home Depot. Lex was almost at the end of the aisle when he saw a flash of a woman walking by. What caught his eye was the way she moved. She walked with confidence and a sense of purpose like she owned Home Depot. He couldn’t make out much more of her only that she was wearing a light charcoal pants suit with a white blouse. Lex turned to the right to see the woman in the pants suit go down the plumbing aisle. He noticed her short brown hair, her petite body, and her nice round ass that got Lex excited. Lex worked his way down to the same aisle she had turned into. When Lex arrived at the aisle, he could see the back of the woman about a quarter of the way down. Lex slowly walked towards her trying to get a better look at her, when she began to turn towards him. Lex saw the woman’s eyes light up through her schoolgirl glasses. He was shocked when he realized he knew her. “Lex, how are you. Long time no see.” Jane opened her arms for a hug. “Wow, it’s been awhile Jane. How are you doing?” Jane gave Lex a big tight hug. The hug was little tighter than Lex had expected coming from Elise’s older sister. Lex had only met Jane a few times during his relationship with Elise. He remembered that Jane seemed to be the opposite of her sister in almost every way. Elise is tall, busty, fair skinned, party girl, and dependent on Mommy and Daddy; whereas Jane is short, flat chested, darker skinned, demure, conservative, and an accomplished lawyer. The only thing Lex saw that they had in common was they both had a stunning ass. “I’m doing great Lex. How are you doing?” Jane smiled and looked up into Lex’s eyes over her glasses. “So what are you doing in Home Depot? I’m surprised to run into you here.” “I was just picking up a new faucet for my half-bath. I need some thing that fits the room better.” Jane held up the faucet waving her hand over it like a spokes model. “Oh, very nice. That’s a nice one. So do you know how to put it in?” Lex asked as he took a glimpse of the luxurious Moen faucet. “ I have all the tools at home. I thought I would give it a try. I was going to try to put it in this weekend” Jane paused for a moment and looked at the box. “Do you happen to know how to put one in?” “Yes, I’ve put quite a few in before. As long as you have the right tools, the job is easy.” “Lex, do you think you could put mine in for me? I will cook dinner for you, and I really can cook, unlike Elise.” “Well, anything is just about better than Elise’s cooking.” Lex replied with a chuckle. “When do you want me to come put it in?” “If you want, you could do it tonight. That’s if you’re not busy, I know it’s Friday night.” Jane smiled and touched Lex’s arm. “No, I can do it tonight. I was just going to put this dimmer switch in, but in can wait until tomorrow.” “You are such a sweetheart Lex. Thanks so much.” Jane said with a reserved enthusiasm. “You can follow me to my place after we check-out.” She replied as she touched Lex’s arm. Lex let Jane lead the way to the self-checkout line. He took another look at Jane’s sexy ass as he followed her to the front of the store. “I bet that cute little ass of hers is going to waste. She is probably just like her sister in bed or frigid as Iceland.” Lex said to himself as he shook his head back in forth behind Jane’s back. Lex was barely able to keep up with Jane in her brilliant white Mercedes-Benz SL 55 AMG coupe. Jane drove like an expert racecar driver and his Honda Accord coupe just wasn’t doing the job. Lex could see Jane waiting for him at the gates of her town home complex. The all brick community with about twenty homes on the property was elegant and classy. Lex followed Jane to her home and watched her pull into her garage. “Sorry about that, I didn’t mean to lose you back there,” Jane shouted from inside her garage. “That’s ok, I made it.” Lex replied as he stepped out of is car and walked to met Jane. Jane gave Lex a quick tour of a few rooms in her immaculate three-story town home. Lex was very impressed with the contemporary design and decoration of her home. He loved her private courtyard in the back. With tall brick fences surrounding the yard, lush landscaping, and a luxurious out door ceramic tile spa, Lex could see himself at home. “Okay, here is the half-bath. The tools are right there and if you need anything just let me know. I’m going to take a shower and I will be back to start cooking,” Jane said with a smile. The job was a little more difficult than it should have been, but Lex was almost done. Lex took a deep breath and could smell the tantalizing scent of Jane’s dinner being prepared. He wondered just what she was cooking. He wiped the sweat from his brow and finished up the job. “Was that water I heard running?” Jane shouted from the kitchen. “Yes, it was,” Lex replied proudly as he walked into the kitchen. “Oh Lex, thanks so much.” Jane said as she gave Lex a big tight hug. “You’re a little sweaty, hon. Do you want to take a shower before dinner?” Jane asked as she walked towards the bathroom. “Yeah, that would be great,” Lex answered as he followed behind Jane. Lex quickly noticed that Jane had changed into something much more comfortable. She was now wearing pink cotton short shorts that barely covered her ass cheeks and they looked as if she painted them on. Her matching ribbed half tank top was tight fitting and Jane’s nipples clearly showed through the thin fabric. Jane’s petite bare feet looked smooth and soft with perfectly manicured toenails. Lex was pleasantly surprised by Jane’s sexy new look. Jane turned the water on in the bathroom. “Thanks so much Lex, this really came out great,” she said as she turned the water off. “Why don’t you go up stairs, get out of those sweaty clothes, and take a shower. I’ll put your things in the wash and by the time your finished, dinner will be ready.” “Sounds like a plan to me. By the way, what are you cooking that smells so wonderful?” Lex asked. “It’s pistachio-crusted salmon cakes, mashed red potatoes, with a side of mixed greens and dressing.” Jane said in an elegant tone as she led him up stairs to the guest bathroom. “I hope you like it.” “It sounds scrumptious,” Lex replied as he watched Jane’s scrumptious ass move up the stairs in front of him. Lex savored his last piece of salmon cake in his mouth, and then took a sip of wine. “My god that was good, Jane,” Lex praised. “Thanks, I’m glad you liked it,” Jane replied as she looked over her glasses with a smile. The conversation over dinner had been very casual and relaxed. Lex noticed that Jane seemed to be so shy and innocent at points. Then at other times in their conversation she seemed sexy and suggestive. When Jane had described what she had for breakfast, Lex wondered if how she described it was an unconscious slip of the tongue. When he heard her casually say, “I had a bagel for breakfast. It was big, thick, hard, and chewy in the inside. I love those kinds of bagels. They really fill me up and I feel as if I had something good.” Lex replayed the image of Jane saying those words over again in his mind. He loved the way Jane moved her hands and body as she said those words over again in his mind. “Lex, Lex,” Jane called trying to get his attention. “I’m sorry was off in my own little world there for a second.” “That’s ok, do you want to see the rest of the house?” “I’d love to,” Lex replied. Jane opened the door to her master bedroom and walked into the grand room with a big smile on her face. The room was beautiful, hard wood floors, palace purple colored walls with a monochromatic theme throughout the room. The large two-story bay window filled the room with sunlight. A large staircase leads you up to the loft bedroom that is over the master bathroom. “I love just being in this room, it’s my favorite place in the house,” Jane said as she sat down in her Navaho white chaise lounge. “Well, it’s absolutely beautiful. I can see why you love being in here.” Lex sat down in the plush love seat directly across from Jane. Lex looked up to find Jane completely relaxed in her lounge. Jane lay with her head back, and looking up at the ceiling. Her left hand on the back of the chaise and her right dangling off the edge. With her back arched Jane’s tank stretched even tighter over her breasts. Jane’s petite feet rested flat on the lounge with her knees bent and her legs open wide. Her pink shorts tighten against her crotch outlining her ample mound between her legs. Lex crossed his legs to hide his growing excitement under his borrowed robe. “How are you doing, Lex? Elise told me that you guys broke up awhile back,” Jane said as she stretched her arms up in the air. “I’m doing fine, I’m surprised that Elise said anything,” Lex responded as his eyes moved from Jane’s crotch up to her eyes. “Why are you surprised, Lex? You know that Elise loves to talk. You know she still misses you, well, certain parts of you, that is.” “She told you that much, Jane? I’m just sorry that it had to end the way it did.” “Well, that’s my sister for you, Miss Selfish. I told her she would lose you if she didn’t start to please you. I even tried to give her some tips, but she didn’t listen.” “Well, she obviously didn’t take notes at all,” Lex said jokingly. “Why kind of tips did you give her?” “I know she doesn’t go down on guys much at all. So I tried to tell her how to give head and take a guy all the way down. I heard how bad of a job she did with you. So, I guess I kind of owe you one.” “The way Elise preformed you owe me big time Jane. What in the world did you tell her?” Lex chuckled. Jane stood up out of her chaise lounge and slowly walked over to Lex and stood over him in his chair. “Why don’t you open up that robe and I will show you exactly what I told her Lex.” Lex opened his robe up for Jane as she moved down to her knees in front of him. Jane took his member in hand and slowly stroked it hard. “It’s bigger than Elise said it was,” Jane said with a devious smile on her face. “Is that a problem?” Lex asked. Jane slowly licked the tip of Lex’s cock with an eagerness of desire. She looked up over her glasses into Lex’s eyes then took his balls into her mouth. “Oh yes, that feels good,” Lex groaned. Jane moved down from Lex’s wet balls to his ass. She teased his ass with her hot tongue moving it in and out of his ass. Jane loved the way Lex’s ass constricted then opened up, begging for more. Jane traveled to the thick root of Lex’s dark manhood, licking it and then enveloping the whole member with her saliva. Jane admired her work for a quick moment then opened her mouth wide taking his head into her mouth. His sex tasted amazing in her mouth and the heat from his dark root turned her on. Jane closed her eyes, breathed in deep, and completely relaxed her body. She slowly took Lex deeper and deeper down her throat until she had all of him in her warm mouth. “Oh fuck,” Lex screamed, not breaking his intense look on Jane’s talents. Jane held Lex’s cock deep down her throat and began to gentle play with his balls with her free hand. She came an inch off his cock then all the way down again without a single gag or resistance. Jane leisurely came off of Lex’s big root, with a string of her saliva linking her bottom lip to him, she grinned. “I don’t think you will be a problem at all,” Jane said as she wiped her mouth with the back of her petite hand. Jane immediately when back to worship at Lex’s immense black altar not giving him a chance to respond. She sucked and licked with a hunger like Lex had never felt before. The sound of her sucking his dripping wet cock was making his body tremble. Lex gripped the edge of the chair. “Oh fuck, I’m going to cum!” Lex exclaimed. Jane milked Lex’s cock as she sucked the tip of his engorged shaft. She felt the burst of his thick cum hit the roof of her mouth and she avariciously swallowed his seed as fast as she could. Jane loved the feel of his pumping cock in her mouth and took Lex all the way down one last time as his cum slid down her throat. Lex moaned out loud, and she could feel his cock beginning to melt in her mouth. Jane released him from her mouth and began to lick Lex clean from his ass on up, feeling his trembles as she moved along his black sex. “Now that’s what I told Elise to do,” Jane declared as she rose to her feet. “So do you want to show me if you’re as good at eating pussy as Elise says you are?” Jane stripped off her top and sat back down in her white chaise lounge. She leaned back elevated her legs together and with one stroke, took off her tight shorts. Jane laid back and pulled her legs open wide at the knees. Lex took in Jane’s beautiful petite body. Her green eyes framed by her glasses were blistering with lust; her engorged pinkish-brown nipples were like big gum drops on her small breasts. Jane’s pussy was completely hairless and silky soft. Her lips looked like an exotic flower covered with dew in the morning. Lex couldn’t wait to taste her. “I would love to show you my skills, Jane,” he said with confidence. Lex kneeled down before her juicy offering and parted her exotic petals. Her nectar flowed abundantly from her luscious fruit. He licked her succulent pink folds with long deliberate strokes. Lex was careful not to touch her engorged clit as he took in the scent of her lust. His fingers pierced her volcanic pussy and her hips lunged down to sink them in deeper. Lex breathed out a long hot breath over her clit as he curled his fingers up to meet her spot. “Yes, eat my fucking cunt,” Jane screamed out loud as she pushed his head down deeper into lust. Lex sucked her tender fruit into his mouth capturing her desire. Jane’s left hand slapped down on his back, and her nails clutched his skin. She humped Lex’s face, grinding with euphoria as his tongue danced. Jane’s body froze, and then began a tight tremor deep with in the core of her body. Midnight came before her eyes and her volcano exploded with a fierce elation. Her body burned from the flow of her joyous lava, still pulsating with zeal. Curled into the fetal position, she couldn’t move. She began to see the outline of Lex next to her face. “My sister is crazy for letting you get away. Who taught you how to eat pussy so well? Damn you eat pussy like, Damn your good,” Jane exhaled. Jane slowly rose, and motioned Lex to follow her upstairs to her loft. He watched her for a minute, and then followed Jane’s taut little body upstairs eager to sample more of her lustful body. He found Jane on a very low platform bed on top of purple satin sheets. Her legs where spread wide as Jane rubbed her pussy and ass with a large dildo. She still had on those innocent looking glasses. Lex loved her look of innocent little bad girl playing with her hungry twat. Soft sticky noises moved quietly throughout the room from Jane’s generously lubed dildo. The sound and sights brought Lex to full attention as his mahogany body approached leisurely. “What took you so long?” “There’s no need to rush,” Lex smiled as he began to stroke his manhood. Lex moved down between Jane’s wet offering. She dropped her toy and took Lex’s cock into her hand. She squeezed Lex tightly and spread lube from tip to root. “Oh I want it so bad Lex, fuck my pussy,” Jane said as she pulled him into her impatient pussy. Lex sunk slowly into her inner chamber. She was so tight and wet, he felt as if his whole body was submerged in a hot bath. Lex felt her massaging his rod, greedily taking him in all the way. Jane pulled her legs back wide and to the sides of her chest, positioning herself for Lex to have deeper access. Lex was amazed by Jane’s flexibility as he watched his cock slowly retreat from Jane’s wet pussy. He quickly returned into her depths while he moved down to take her nipple in his mouth. Jane’s head snapped back as he sucked her thick gumdrop. Sister, Sister “You feel so good, Fuck it! Fuck my cunt Lex,” Jane shouted as her hips bucked for more. The room echoed from their yearning bodies slapping rhythmically in a concert of lust. Over rippled purple satin sheets their bodies radiated serious heat. Erecting greater and greater erotic tension with each touch and stroke. “Oh yes, I can’t fucking get enough,” Jane cried as her body begged for more. Lex felt her firm grip on his cock tighten as he burrowed deep into Jane’s pink folds. Overcome by his lust, a thunderous wave pounded deep inside Jane’s hungry vessel. Jane felt the ripples of rapture out from her center through every part of her body, building to a huge tidal wave crashing all over her body. She shivered uncontrollably as she dug her nails into Lex’s ass. His dick pulsated deep within her core as he languished in their juices. “Damn your pussy is so fucking good,” Lex whispered in Jane’s ear. “You make a woman need more, I’m in need Lex,” Jane softly whispered back into his ear as her tongue teased his lobe. Jane flicked off her glasses and tossed them to the side of the bed. She then rolled over to her knees and with both hands presented her throbbing need. Her sex agape and her engorged folds of fruit dripped of their sexual nectar. Lex stroked his cock hard against her silky folds. “How bad do you need this big dick,” Lex toyed with her. “You know what I need, Lex,” she moaned while she gripped open her ass cheeks. Lex rubbed his well-lubed member over her ass and pierced her back entrance with his cock head. “Yes, you know what I need. You know I like it nasty. Put that big fucking cock in my nasty shit hole,” Jane yelled out with lust. Lex felt her ass instantly relax as he slowly fed his cock to her. He was amazed by her anal aptitude taking all of his staff inside. Jane exhaled deliberately, as he held himself in, feeling her ass spasm and relax. Lex loved the look of his ebony cock buried deep into her silky pearl ass. He watched Jane reach under her pillow and retrieve a small black curved vibrator. “That big black dick feels so good in my ass. It feels so nasty in my fucking shit hole. Oh, yes, I’m ready baby, fuck me!” Jane moaned as she began to please her clit with her vibrator. Lex grasped her hips and began fucking her tight ass. He started with slow jazz rhythms until he got to a nasty mad hip-hop beat. Their passions danced to this nasty beat as her vibrator heightened their undying lust. “I’m going to fucking cum in your ass,” Lex groaned as the sweat dripped from his body over her bouncing ass. “Do it in my ass, cum in my fucking ass. I’m going to cum. I’m cumming,” Jane whispered as she pushed her vibrator into her quivering pussy. Lex detonated deep into the fathoms of her accepting ass and collapsed on the bed. Jane let her vibrator slip from her fingers and gyrated her ass milking Lex’s cock. Lex shuttered as his cock trembled inside her tightening hole. He spread her blushed cheeks open and pulled himself out. His white chocolate spilled freely from her gaping backdoor. “Nasty boy,” Jane said with a smile as she turned to look into his eyes. “That I am, you know you love it, nasty girl,” Lex grinned. “Yes, I’m a nasty girl. I want to be your nasty girl, if you don’t mind,” she said as she circled her finger around Lex’s nipple. “Nothing serious, I work too much. I just want to be friends and fuck when we can. I think we could have a lot of fun,” she winked and reached over to put her glasses back on. “I’d love to have a lot of nasty fun with you Jane. I’m not looking for anything serious right now. What do you think your sister will say?” “That’s her loss, she should have treated you better when she had you. Plus, I don’t plan on telling her. It can be our little secret. It’s been way too long since I had a man that really knows how to fuck. I’m not going to give that up because of my little sister,” she responded as her glasses slipped down her glowing nose. “Well, I don’t have any problems with that,” Lex replied as he pushed her glasses back on her face. “Good,” Jane smiled and kissed Lex on the lips. “Now, let’s go down stairs to the shower so we can get cleaned up, the night is young and there is still time for fun,” Jane said in a soft sexy voice. Sister, Sister "Do you remember the last time we were here?" My sister Cherry asked as she leaned on the empty doorframe in the courtyard wall. I was several steps ahead of her and had already entered the courtyard of our old home place. I turned and looked at her. A soft smile was flitting around the corners of her mouth. She remembered that day as well as I did and that hint of a smile said it all. "Put your hands high above your head on the doorframe. Keep your left leg stiff and step out to the right with the other one while you let your hip slide left. All without your clothes on, that is. Granny wore my ass out for that little trick of yours." I told her. "You weren't alone. I couldn't sit down for a week but it was worth it. I'm just glad she wasn't here a few minutes earlier." "Yeah! A worn out ass would have been the least of our worries if she had found my head between your legs." Cherry laughed. "It was for educational purposes only." "Grannies sense of humor didn't extend that far believe me." "Hey, you had to learn how to eat pussy somewhere and who better to teach you than someone who loved you." I grinned at her and shook my head. "Oh yeah, you sure made the sacrifice and kept me at it until you couldn't hardly walk." "You're the one to be talking. My poor jaws were sore for a week from the blowjob lessons." She told me. "Someone had to teach you before you chewed some poor guys dick off." Cherry laughed and then sighed. "Those were the days, weren't they?" "Yeah they were." We wandered around the old house in silence, each of us lost in memories of long ago. From a time when things had been simpler, easier, freer, when we had been young, innocent, and carefree. Back when Cherry had just graduated High school and I was working a good job. Back before Granny died and the family fell apart. The navy had been my way out and marriage had been Cherry's. I had had enough years in to retire for a while but only lately had I lost that spark and drive to carry on. I was ready for a little dry ground and slow easy days relaxing on the porch in the sun. I'm not old, not in my own mind anyway, I'm just tired. Cherry was a lucky find, as we hadn't kept in touch over the years. She had been managing the motel where I had stayed that first night I returned home. Now she was showing me around as I tried to decide what I wanted to do with the rest of my life. She was single again, only now she had two kids, two girls. Well, the oldest was away in college and the youngest was less than a year away from starting. As we returned to the courtyard gate, Cherry asked, "Well, what do you think of the old place?" "It'd take a lot of work and money to get it back anywhere near like it used to be." "Work and time, yes but I don't agree on the money. The basic structures are sound on the house and the walls around the front and the back are solid. The roof needs replacing but doesn't leak as of yet. Then there's the hundred acres that surrounds the place. Fair land at a good price, you can't beat that anywhere." "It ain't like I'm not going to have the time. Once I decide to do it, all I'll have will be time and more time." I paused and frowned at my sister. "That sounds boring as hell, doesn't it?" She grinned and shook her head. "I'll have to find you a friend to practice your pussy eating on. Hell, I might give you a refresher course myself. It's not like my sex life is on a slow boat to hell or anything, but it could be better." With a chuckle, I asked, "How are your blowjobs these days?" "Ya know I've never had anyone complain about them, ever." "Well, I must have been one hell of a teacher then." "Naturally talented, or so I was told by the ex husband a few years ago." "Yeah right, you looked like you were eating corn off a cob through a picket fence that first time and it felt that way to, as I remember it." "Speaking of corn cobs," Cherry said. "Did that dick of yours ever get any longer or did it keep on getting wider. It was like trying to suck on a coke can. I thought all dicks were like that until I got married and found out that some of them were short and skinny." "Is that what caused the divorce?" I asked jokingly. "Nope, the asshole quit eating pussy. He never could fuck but at least he knew what to do when I sat on his face. When he wouldn't, I had no more use for him." "You're just down right mean, Sis. You wanted him to work and eat pussy! A man has to draw the line somewhere." "That fat fuck hadn't had a job in a year. Three strikes and you're out." Cherry said with a laugh. She sobered quickly and looked at me hard as her hands went to the top of the door opening and her feet found the lower corners. Her legs were spread wide under the thin cotton sundress and her hard nipples were plainly visible as large bumps on top of her breasts under the cloth. "It's been almost a year since he left and longer than that since I had my pussy ate." She whispered softly. I untied the cord belt on the dress and slipped it out from around her waist. She watched my hands as I tested the strength of the cord. When I reached and gripped her wrists she took a deep ragged breath. "You wouldn't dare." She whispered. I was grinning as I pulled her wrists down and wrapped the cord around them, tying her hands together with a little space in between each wrist. I wrapped the cord around and around the center space and then looped it securely several times. Cherry's eyes never left my hands. With her hands securely tied, I pulled them up over her head and wrapped the cord around a large spike above the center of the door. As I pulled the cord tight she whimpered and then moaned. "You're really going to do it." I tied the cord off and then started to unbutton the front of her dress. I took my time with each button and paused a few seconds to examine the bare skin that was exposed each time. As I reached the one at her waist I paused and licked my lips. "I knew you weren't wearing a bra, your nipples kept giving that away. I doubt that you are wearing panties, you never wore them much anyway when you were young." I said softly as I ran my hands up under the thin cloth on either side of her belly and then ran them up to cup her still firm breasts. They felt larger than I remembered. With a smile I realized what the difference was. "I see nursing two kids added a little size to your already nice set of boobies." I rolled her nipples as I said the last part. She moaned softly and arched her back. "Oh don't worry, I'll suck them before I'm through. Right now, I want you out of that dress so I can see you naked again. The last time I saw you that way was through my tears as Granny beat my ass. I was hanging right where you are now. Of course back then, the door kept us from moving around to much." Cherry shivered and then moaned. "You still had a hard on and I wondered if you were going to come. I wondered what Granny would do if I ran up and started to suck your dick. As it was, I was up here not more than a few minutes after she let you down and I did come from her spanking me with her bare hand. She used a belt on you but always her hand on me. I never understood that." "Maybe she figured your ass was more tender." I said with a chuckle. "It sure was soft and silky, I know that much." My fingers were fumbling as they worked on undoing the rest of the buttons. There wasn't anything under that dress but her and my dick was as hard as a rock by the time I had finished. "Just as I figured, you're naked under there. Granny would have spanked you if she knew." I paused a second and then added, "Maybe I should spank you. Would you like that? I could get naked and use my hand. Would you come with me spanking you?" Cherry groaned loudly and her hips worked back and forth several times. I laughed and whispered, "I think you just did. Come that is." My hand moved to cup her sex. Her opening was very wet and hot against my fingers. "Oh yeah, you just came your brains out. You're such a dirty little girl. You need to turn around and assume the position, you need a spanking to cleanse your soul." I said imitating Granny's voice and tone. Cherry moaned loudly and struggled a second or two before she shifted her weight, brought her legs together, and turned around. With her back to me, she once again spread her legs wide until her feet were in the corners of the doorframe. I patted one ass cheek and then the other. "There's no door!" Cherry whispered. "Anyone drive by on the road could see me." "That should make you come even harder. It always did when you knew I was watching Granny spank you." I took the sundress and tied it in a knot between her shoulder blades. "Bend it over missy." I said again imitating Granny. Cherry whimpered and leaned forward until her upper weight was on her arms, her ass stuck out one way and her chest out the other as her back bowed. "Now you can wait for it while I get undressed. I'm going to be buck ass naked when I spank you." I told her. She shivered and started to straighten up and look back. My hand landed with a sharp pop on the left cheek of her ass. "I didn't tell you to move." I said sharply. Cherry gave a soft yelp as my hand landed and then whimpered as she resumed the position, my hand caressing the spot I had slapped. "You're mean!" She said suddenly. I slapped her ass again, which brought another yell. "You're in no position to be telling me anything." I said softly. "I can do anything to you that I want to right now and there's absolutely nothing you could do about it. I can beat your ass until it's cherry red, I could fuck you in that sweet little pussy of yours or even up that tight little ass. I could eat your pussy until you couldn't breath." I had finished undressing and now I moved right up behind her, pressing my hard shaft in between her tight ass cheeks. She jerked and tried to straighten up but one hand in the small of her back kept her bent over. "Or I could do any combination or combinations that might enter my mind. When we were young I wouldn't fuck you for fear of you getting pregnant but now you're fixed so that's not a worry anymore. I've always wanted to fuck that hot little ass of yours but back then I didn't know how to do it without hurting you. That's changed, I could do it, and you'd end up loving it." Cherry was squirming around trying to get away from me. I had a hold on her hips and pulled her back tighter against me. "You teased me unmercifully when we were kids and there was nothing I could do about it. Granny beat my ass every time I looked at you and you made damned sure I looked. Well, now the tables are turned and I have you right where I want you." "I'm going to buy this place and I'm going to restore it. When your youngest daughter leaves for college, you're going to move out here and live with me. I'll have the door on this gate by then and you'll be naked all the time unless one of your daughters is home." I stepped back and then to the side hooking my leg over hers as my hand arched down and landed solidly on her ass cheek. My other arm was across her upper back holding her forward as my leg pulled her ass back. She couldn't move. Old Granny knew how to hold us in place and I was using the same technique. My free hand added a half dozen slaps to first one cheek and then the other. Cherry was rocking back and forth and whimpering as I slowly rubbed the warm parts of her ass cheeks. My hand slipped down and dipped between her legs. She was sopping wet. I rubbed her slit, her hot opening, and then up between the cheeks of her ass to tease her anus. Back and forth, up and down, my hand worked on her. She was shivering and shaking; on the verge of coming by the time I took my hand away. I rubbed my slippery sticky hand over her ass as I whispered, "I could fuck you right now and you'd not only let me but you'd come your brains out as soon as I stuck my dick in you." She made a whining moaning sound and wiggled her ass from side to side. My hand landed on her ass with a dozen solid blows to each cheek. Cherry was lifting her ass to meet my hand by the time I quit spanking her. I rubbed her ass slowly, not daring to touch her sex. If I had she would have came in a heartbeat. "I often wondered where you learned about eating pussy. You sure seemed to know all about it and you taught me so easily and so well. It was years later before I figured it out. With me, Granny just gave a beating. With you it was almost like lovemaking. She would spank your bare ass and then rub it. Once I remember her fingers looked all shiny and wet." Cherry made a gasping sound and shook her head wildly. "Oh yeah, I'll beat she would get a lick or two in every once in a while. Or maybe suck on her slick fingers like I'm doing now." I paused and did just that. "You still taste wonderful, so sweet and earthy." Cherry groaned loudly. "She ate your sweet little pussy, didn't she?" I asked sharply as my fingers slipped down to circle her clit. Cherry came with a vengeance, her hips jerking and bucking against my hand between her legs. I took my hand away from her clit and slapped her ass hard several times on each cheek. "I asked you a question. Did Granny eat your sweet little pussy?" Cherry let out a wailing moan, her hips jerking harder than ever. I stepped around her, squatted down, and buried my face in her sex, licking and sucking at her clit greedily. "Oh yes Granny, eat me! Please eat me!" Cherry yelled as her hips came forward and ground her sex into my face and mouth. Her orgasm was just now peaking and peaking hard. I licked and sucked until she started to sag against the belt. I quickly stood up, grabbed her waist, stood her up more, and untied the belt from the big nail. As her almost dead weight came into my arms, I lifted her and carried her over to the porch. There was an old chair by the front door; I sat her down there. ***** It was several minutes until Cherry caught her breath. When she did, she looked up at me and whispered, "You're evil, mean and evil." Her eyes dropped to my rampant manhood and she grinned. "Yes you are." She whispered as she leaned forward and sucked on the head of my dick. Her hot mouth and nimble tongue caused my hips to jerk as I moaned softly. Taking more of my dick in her mouth, she swirled her tongue around the shaft and then sucked hard as she lifted her head. She lifted up all the way off me with a slurping sound. She shivered and sat back in the chair, smiling at me. "It got longer but it's still nice and fat." She whispered and licked her lips like a cat after a saucer of milk. "Give me a minute or two to catch my breath completely and I'll see if it still holds a quart at a time." "It probably doesn't hold as much as it use to but then I've learned self control since back when, so it lasts a lot longer." "What are people going to say if I move in with you?" She asked out of the blue. "Like I care what people around here say? I didn't care before, so why should I care now. You're my sister and you're alone. I've moved back to town and bought the old home place back. What can they say?" Cherry nodded and then sighed. "I could use some relief from living in town. People there treat me like dirt and always have. Of course, they treat anyone that don't make fifty thousand a year like dirt, so I'm not really special in that regards." "You'd be able to run around naked all the time like you use to. I know you loved to do that, even if you couldn't torment me." "Yeah I did. I loved the sun and the wind on my body. I took better care of myself when I did also." She grinned up at me and added, "The showing off to you was a big bonus even if granny didn't catch you and whip your ass. Your looks always made me feel so beautiful and wanted. The love and lust in your eyes made me sopping wet, even when I was dressed." "Do you remember the time you sat on my hand during church?" I asked with a grin. Her eyes got big for a second and then she giggled. "Do I ever. I don't know how I got through that sermon without yelling my head off or alerting granny." "I could have made you yell but I just kept you on the edge. My fingers pressed to your cotton panties from underneath. I'd tease your wetness and then your clit. I gauged how turned on you were by the heave of your breasts and the pant in your breath. Grandma thought it was the heat of the day." I paused as we both made a trip back down memory lane. "In the barn, when we got home. I almost let you fuck me, remember." She finally whispered. "And I almost did." I told her. "Did you know I had those panties with me for years after I left home. I only got rid of them after your scent wore off." "You're kidding me." "No, I kept them hidden and I used them to masturbate. Your scent and the memories of you got me off so long and so hard for so long, it's no wonder I never married." There was silence again for a while and then Cherry sighed and stood up. She came to me and kissed me softly, sweetly on the lips. When she broke the kiss she smiled and whispered, "Will you spank me and eat my pussy everyday?" "I don't see any reason not to, if that's what you want. Although, I have learned some interesting tricks in my years overseas that you might find very enjoyable. Granny had some good ideas but I've learned things that she would be shocked at." Cherry kissed me again and then asked with a grin, "When can we start?" "As soon as I get the go ahead from the bank on buying the place." "Are you going to stay at the motel or are you staying at my place?" Cherry asked in a soft whisper that I nearly missed. "I don't know. With your daughter there, it might be a little crowded and.... Inconvenient, isn't exactly the right word but it's close. I don't want to cause any problems with her." Cherry grinned and said, "Let me worry about her. I can always spank her bare ass if she has any problems with us." "Oh!" With a laugh, Cherry replied, "You didn't think I was going to let everything Granny and you taught me go to waste did you? They both know how to eat pussy but I didn't have anyone to train them in the art of blowjobs. They did get some practice on my dildos, so they're not totally ignorant." "Sis, you are one naughty lady." I told her with a grin. Cherry sat back down in the chair and used her still tied hands to pull me closer. She used my dick for a handle. Once I was close enough she licked my shaft from the base to the tip. She sucked the head into her mouth and swirled her tongue around and over it. She lifted her head and grinned up at me. "Let me show you just how naughty I can be." She whispered huskily. "Sit down in this chair and I'll show you just how good I have gotten at blowjobs, among other things." We swapped places and Cherry sank to her knees right in front of me. I spread my knees apart and she moved between them. "Are you going to untie my hands?" I shook my head and said, "No, I think I like them that way. They would be even better tied behind your back." Cherry shivered and then leaned over to suck my hard dick into her hot wet mouth. She didn't stop at the head; she swallowed the whole thing. As she lifted her head, she kept a tight suction on me and ran her tongue back and forth firmly on the bottom side. The smooth spongy head of my dick was rubbing along the roof of her mouth the whole time she was raising her head. When just the head was still in her mouth, she reversed directions and treated my shaft to the same excruciatingly pleasurable experience on the return trip. I had groaned as her head came up and I groaned even louder as it went back down. "Damn girl, you have learned something. If you keep that up, I'm going to drowned you." I managed to get out quickly. Sister, Sister I heard her chuckle and then moan around my shaft as the head touched the back of her throat. "Don't tell me you're going to come, sucking my dick." Cherry nodded her head and then lifted it up sharply, only to swallow me whole again in one quick motion. Her head bobbed up and down rapidly. I groaned long and deeply. She was making my toes curl from the pure sweet pleasure she was giving me. From her whimpering moans, she was getting close to orgasm herself, if she wasn't already there. At the point where I was about to lose it, she suddenly stood up and grinned down at me. "Now that I have your full attention, I'm going to make better use of that than a jawbreaker." She said as she pushed my knees together. "I've had a half dozen small orgasms just sucking on it, now I want it where it's always belonged." She moved forward and straddled my thighs. Her hands pulled my shaft forward, rubbed it along her silt, and wet hot opening as she squatted. "You know I'm going to come big time as soon as I sit on this thing, don't you?" She whispered huskily. "I won't be far behind, believe me. I've wanted you since you were eighteen." I whispered back. "Just hold it until I'm sitting on your thighs, if you can." She said as she centered the head against her opening. "I'll try." I replied and then groaned as she added weight to our connection and the head of my dick entered her. My dick sank slowly into her hot satiny depths. She was as hot, wet, and tight as I had always fantasized her to be. I fought to keep control but my mind kept whispering, 'you're finally fucking Cherry! You're fucking your loving sister!' We were both trembling and moan loudly by the time her ass touched my thighs. She paused a fraction of a second and then lifted up, only to sit down hard. I was coming before I even realized and Cherry was yelling loudly as she came right along with me. The one woman I couldn't have and the one woman who had teased me unmercifully was now coming on my dick and my mind and body reeled at the thought. I couldn't remember an orgasm that had ever been so sharp and so soul shattering. It felt like my spine, my eyeteeth, my fillings, and half my brain went out through my dick. I had never came that hard or that long in my life. Cherry was shaking and jerking through a series of climax of her own that were stupendous. ***** I slowly came back to my senses with Cherry's arms over my shoulders, her head pressed to the side of mine. We were rocking back and forth slowly. I could feel my still rampant member moving inside her. She would shiver from time to time and then sigh. My arms were around her, and held her tightly to me. He body felt soft and warm against mine. After a while, Cherry sighed even deeper than she had been and sat up to look into my eyes. "I love you brother, I love you so very much." She whispered and then kissed me softly. We were still rocking as the kiss went on. My hands ran slowly up and down her smooth silky back and caressed her firm ass. Her sex would squeeze me ever so often and she would shiver. The kiss was getting more passionate by the minute and Cherry's hips were moving more forcefully with little jerks and rolls. Finally she broke the kiss and leaned away from me. "Granny must be rolling over in her grave." I nodded and grinned. "If she wasn't already dead, she'd die of a heart attack. That is, after she beat us to death." Cherry laughed and then moaned softly as her sex grabbed my dick tightly. "I'm still having little aftershocks." She told me. "Between your nice fat dick in my pussy, my clit rubbing on you, and the fact that you're the one person I have most wanted in me, I'm building towards another barnburner of an orgasm." "And the problem is?" I asked with a laugh. "My legs are so weak and tremble, that I can't move the way I want to." "Then stay where you are and we'll continue to rock." "But I want more. I want you slamming into me as hard as you can. What I want is you spanking my ass with your hips." She whispered and then shivered. "Then hold on tight and wrap your legs around my hips when I stand up." I told her as I slipped my hands under her ass cheeks. "But...." She started to say something but then groaned as I stood up. I carried her inside the house and sat her down on the edge of the old dinning room table. My walking had moved my dick inside her more and she had whimpered and moaned with every step. Now, she lay back on the table and looked up at me. "You always wanted to do this didn't you?" She asked softly. "About as much as you did." "I only wanted you to eat my pussy in the middle of Grannies table, not fuck me on it." "I can do that another time. Right now, I have a better idea." I said as I drew my hips back, pulling my dick out of her pussy to the head. Cherry gasped loudly and then yelled as I rammed my hips forward to slap her ass solidly. With solid forceful strokes I fucked her. The slapping sound of my hips on her ass and her yells at the bottom of each stroke filled the room. My hips moved like a well-oiled machine as I pounded into her. My hands on her hips pulled her to me on each forward stroke. Cherry was shaking her head and yelling almost continuously as my own climax slowly built. I wasn't in any hurry. I had waited so long for this day and I had no intention of it ending early. I wanted Cherry to get everything she wanted and then some. I also wanted the same for me. Cherry would pinch, roll, and pull on one hard nipple and then the other. I smiled as I saw that slack look of pure pleasure slowly filling her face. The thought that one day I would tie her spread-eagled to this very table and eat her sweet pussy until she begged me to stop made me moan softly and my orgasm to build quicker. Maybe I'd tie one of her daughters down and then tie Cherry down on top of her in a sixty-nine. They could eat each other while I fucked Cherry's virgin ass. My pending orgasm went even higher. I was right on the edge. It was quicker than I had wanted but.... I came again. Not nearly as long or as hard as the first time but hard enough to make me light headed. Cherry almost screamed as she tried to sit up. Her stomach muscles were jerking and twitching as her sex clamped down on me tightly. I could feel her inner muscles massaging my dick as a hot flood moved around it. ***** Cherry finally relaxed enough to lie back down on the table. She was panting for breath and covered in a fine shine of perspiration. I released my grip on her hips and slowly caressed her body. I could feel little jerks and twitches in her stomach that were echoed inside her pussy. My palms caressing her breasts increased the jerks. When I pinched and rolled her nipples, she gasped loudly and jerked upward as her pussy clamped down on me again. Releasing her nipples I leaned forward and sucked one into my mouth. I flicked it with y tongue and then nipped it gently. She gasped and clamped down again. I swapped breasts and treat that nipple the same way, with the same reaction. I rose up and slowly pulled my semi hard dick out of her. She was sprawled out on the table completely relaxed, her feet on the edge and her knees splayed out widely. I stepped back and watched as our mixed juices slowly trickled out of her pulsing opening to run down the crack of her ass. I smiled as I dipped my fingertip in the fluid and then brought it up to my lips. I sucked on my finger a moment and then dipped up more. I moved to the side of the table and slipped my finger into Cherry's mouth. She sucked on the finger a second and then her eyes opened and she looked up at me. I smiled down at her and she smiled back as I removed my finger. "We've made one hell of a mess." I told her. She nodded and took a deep shivering breath. "Tell me about it. I can feel it running down my ass." "It looks beautiful, believe me." When she giggled, I added, "So you can ride home that way." She looked at me hard for a second and then nodded. "What about you?" She asked hesitantly. "You get to clean me up before we leave. You'd like that, wouldn't you?" She nodded slowly, her eyes locked with mine. "Good, then you rest while I go get my clothes." I started across the room and then stopped to look back at my beautiful naked sister. "Oh, and your hands can stay tied and the dress will remain unbuttoned." I heard Cherry's moan of pleasure as I turned back for the door. Live was now so worth living, I thought as I went outside. I had a house to rebuild, a sister to keep me happy, and two nieces that had great potential. What else could a dirty old man wish for? Sister, Sister "Calm down Jude, calm down, now just tell me what you can, OK, sure, uh huh, no problem, whenever; just do it, do it now, whilst you can, yes of course, Oh Sis, don't worry, just calm yourself and come over. Of course it will be alright, no just bring what you need, OK, bye, bye, drive carefully." I heard the phone go down and Kate my wife walked in, she looked troubled and her lips were quivering. This was pretty damn serious. Her older sister Judy never phoned on a weekday, what the hell was going on? "Roge... Judy needs to come over for a few days, is that OK?" Tears coursed down her cheeks and her shoulders heaved as she fought the tears. I stood and held her tight, running my hands over her long dark hair, soothing her and kissing her cheek. Her arms found me and she returned my hug. "It's Neil, the bastard..." Ah Hah! Neil the Bastard, Neil the Twat, Neil the Prat, Neil the Arsehole; The proverbial Brother in Law from Hell, his names were legion. "What's happened?" "The cliche of all cliches, Jude found out he's been screwing their fifteen year old neighbour, all skinny body and boundless energy." "Fuck No! the stupid arsehole, who caught him?" "Her Mother, she screamed the place down and called the police, the prat tried to tell them he believed she was seventeen. Hah! they were living there years before she was born. What a tosser, well Jude can't bear to stay with him, not that he's home. He was arrested and is being held on bail, which Jude won't guarantee." "Fuck it! poor Jude, so she's coming here?" "Yes, but he's using his share of the house as the collateral, Jude can't stop him apparently, but she wants out before he's released." "That's no problem, do you want me to go get her?" "No, she's loading her car and driving over, should be here by nine'ish" "OK, the spare bedrooms tidy, so she can move in and stay as long as she needs to sort it out." "It could be months, or longer, depending on what happens." "Well the rooms free so she can stay as long as she needs, can't see a problem with that, can you?" "well you married me not my family, so it's sort of a bit unfair of me to foist my sister on you." "We've been married twenty years, we know each others families so well that we know if Jude wants to come then it's serious. She's my family as much as yours now, so I would want her here, safe with us." "thanks Roger you're my hero." Kate delivered a killer kiss and we held each other for what seemed ages, such a joy to feel her in my arms even after all this time. We organised the spare room a little, left out towels and waited for Judy to arrive. At twenty past nine the sound of a car pulling on to our driveway had us both on our feet heading for the front door. As the doorbell rang Kate pulled the door open and engulfed Jude in a huge hug. I slipped round them and went to the car, dragging her bags out and into the house. The two girls were still hugging, swaying and crying, I joined them in a group hug and kissed Jude's forehead. We held together for a while then I detached myself and took Jude's bags upstairs. As they finally came in Jude twisted back and blipped the blipper on her key fob, locking the car. "Hi!" she managed, as I took her coat and hung it on a spare hook. "Hi Jude, I'm so sorry." I rubbed her back, feeling her close in and wrap her arms round me. I held her tightly and kissed her head, tasting the sweet perfume of her freshly washed hair. Her body swayed slightly and I just followed her action. Slowly she pulled away and looked at me, tears staining her cheeks. She nodded, her eyes wide and red. I leaned in and kissed her lips, lightly and with affection. "Come on special sister, let's get you a drink and I bet you haven't eaten much today either," I said, as if she were my child, not my adult Sister in Law. "Thanks Roge, thanks for letting me come over and stay, I..." "Shhh, you're my sister too, I love you and I hate to see you hurt, you stay as long as you need too or as long as you want too, there are no limits here." I kissed her nose and pulled her into the lounge. "Right sit, tea and toast at least, then bed I think, you need to sleep and recharge your batteries." Kate came out the kitchen with three steaming mugs of tea and I went and made toast. I covered a small raffia dish with a clean tea towel, placed some paper toweling in it, made the toast and wrapped it in the paper and wrapped that in the tea towel. That would keep it warm and fresh. I added a dish of butter, some marmalade and a pot of honey to the tray and took it into the lounge. "Mmmm, tea and toast, perfect!" the two said together, then Jude laughed and patted Kate's leg. "Like when we were little", she said. We sat and ate in silence, then Judy said she would go up and try to sleep. Kate went up too. I tidied away and locked up, went to the bathroom and lifted the lid to pee, just as I started I heard a noise and looking round saw Jude with her hand to her mouth. "I'm so sorry, I just came to wash up and pee before settling down," she said and blushed red. "It's ok, my fault we never bother with the door, it's usually just us." I grinned and finished, lowered the seat and flushed. Quickly I washed my hands and dried them. "You go ahead, I'll pop back and do my teeth in a minute," I walked past Jude who nodded and went in to the bathroom. As I went into our bedroom. Kate was just undoing her bra, her delicious boobs freed of their harness, wobbled slightly in the freedom. I smiled and winked, she shook her head, but smiled. "I'm sorry," I said undoing my belt and unzipping my trousers, "I just flashed your poor sister. As if her life wasn't shit already." Kate raised an eyebrow as she slipped her skirt off and laid it on the chair near the dresser. "I went for a pee and forgot to close the door, I didn't think and poor Jude chose that moment to go to the bathroom." Kate looked at me , just as my little man struggled free of my pants. Then she roared, her breasts shaking in a quite erotic way as her eyes shone for the first time that evening. "Sorry!" I said, grinning. Kate kept looking at my dick, hanging limply down, as she pulled her knickers off, turning to put them in the wash basket. I loved her arse, it was perfect. I felt the blood moving down to my dick, which started to lengthen and firm up. Kate looked back over her shoulder at it and made a small "Ohh" sound, before closing the bedroom door and walking towards me. Next morning was a working day for Kate and I and we rushed round getting ready. Judy was up and somehow managed to get breakfast ready for us and a doggy bag each for lunch. We kissed her on either cheek as we hurried out. I had the Thursday from Hell at work and felt the strength draining out of me by the time I left at six thirty. What a day. I had recovered most of a disaster, but there was a mountain of damage limitation to do tomorrow. I drove home wearily wondering how this had happened. Someone had cocked-up big stylee. I pulled onto the driveway, behind Kate and Judy's cars and climbed out. Thank God Judy had made sandwiches, otherwise I wouldn't have eaten since breakfast. I climbed out and locked the car. Opening the door I could smell something pretty good coming from the kitchen. The radio was on and music called invitingly. I opened the kitchen door fully and saw Kate and Judy at the work surface, busy preparing the meal. Lisa Mitchell's Coin Laundry came on and I watched spellbound as they swished their lovely arses in time to the beat. Magic.They swayed out and in, perfectly mirroring each other. "..Got a dollar... got a Dollar.. for me.." they sang together, bumping hips. I stood smiling happy that they obviously enjoyed being together, Kate then caught a glimpse of me grinning like an idiot, in the reflection in the window, wiggled down a little and up, still in time, she smiled and blew a kiss. Judy noticing, also shimmied and blew a kiss. "Hello sexy, how long you been there?" Kate asked over her shoulder. "Long enough to admire the many attributes of the Carey sisters." I answered, using their maiden name. "Hah! I haven't been called that in twenty five years," laughed Judy, turning round and wiping her hands on a tea towel. "Babe, you look shattered, bad day?" simpered Kate, before giving me a radiant smile. "All forgotten as soon as I walked in here tonight. You two look fabulous, what a welcome sight you are." "Flatterer, all you want is what we're cooking," said Judy, running her hands down her sides, "And we have so much more to offer," she pouted. "Really, do tell?" "Riveting conversation, and a host of other goodies." laughing, "You should see our smoooooch!" she said drawing the word out then grabbing Kate and kissing her full on the lips. I felt a tingle, and blushed. "Oh my God!" said Kate, "I'd forgotten that, we used to practice kissing, so the boys would be impressed with our knowledge and technique." she giggled and hugged Judy, returning the kiss a hundredfold. My pants were now definitely becoming a bit tight and the effect could be seen through my trousers, which now had an obvious bulge at the front. I tried to surreptitiously move myself to minimise the effect. "Quite an impressive bulge there Roge, well compared to what I saw last night, lucky girl Kate, lucky, lucky girl." Judy's eyes were focused on my crotch and I swear she even licked her lips. Kate looking smirked and swatted Judy's derriere, "Well you can look, but you don't touch, well not unless I'm there too." she said teasingly, winking at me. Judy shrieked and hugged Kate, still staring at my now fully hard cock, straining to get out from my pants and trousers. "Gotta go change, won't be long," I gasped and spun round to leave the kitchen, hearing Judy say to Kate, "He's long already." I could hear them laughing as I scampered upstairs, into the bedroom,practically ripped my clothes off, in order to let my cock breath. I gasped and sat on the bed, my cock standing up against my belly. Kate's voice came from the foot of the stairs. "Be a good boy and leave that piece of meat alone and you'll get a reward later." I lay back on the bed and stared at the ceiling, my cock now standing up like the only tree in the forest. I heard a creak and opened my eyes to see Kate and Judy in the doorway, smiling and holding hands. "well favourite brother, that is a great piece of flesh standing up there. Mmmmm, looks good enough to eat." "Oh it is, trust me, it tastes delicious and feels so good when you get it inside." Kate cooed. If it could get any bigger, it did, as I felt it tighten up again, "I would love to sample a piece of that, maybe for desert." "Really? what's your favourite main course then?" Kate asked, looking at her sister. "My sisters pussy," Judy said and placed an arm round Kate's shoulder. "But you haven't had that in years," Kate said as she slid her arm around her sisters waist. "I was kinda hoping to find time for a taste or two sometime soon." "Mmmm, now that would be interesting, don't you think Roge?" Kate licked her lips and winked. I groaned and felt the pre-cum leaking out of my cockhead, I lay on the bed as some incredibly erotic images filled my mind. "The boys speechless, but everything seems to be working, must be just his mouth that's not working," Kate said as she pulled her skirt and knickers down, revealing her soft rounded curves and little landing strip. "I think I'll try lip to mouth resuscitation, " she said breathily, as she mounted the bed and draped her pussy above my mouth, "Well as you offered," I said, reaching up to her soft pink lips, "It would be rude not too," I closed my mouth over her pussy and slid my tongue along her groove. Feeling her twitch with pleasure, I brought my tongue back and carefully inserted it between her lips, seeking out her inner folds. I felt a very pleasurable wet feeling along my prick, a tongue gliding up and down, exploring, moistening, then the delicate feel of lips closing over the head. I gasped into Kate's wet and opening pussy. She moved up and down a little, the better to enjoy my attentions. We lapped and licked and tongued for a while, before Kate twisted off and turned to Judy who was performing astonishingly well on my cock. "Swopsy," she said and moved down to take my cock in her mouth. Judy grinned and pulled her skirt and knickers off, before climbing onto the bed, her front facing my legs and lowering her perfect arse onto my face. She was damp already and my tongue slid into her vaginal opening easily, she gasped and moved up and down a little, enjoying my tongue fuck. Kate sat up and undid her blouse, shrugging it off she removed her bra and swung a leg over me, before lowering herself down onto my rigid cock. Jude taking the hint pulled her blouse over her head, pushing her pussy firmly onto my face. as she lifted I heard the snick of her bra unsnapping. I managed to tell them that I couldn't do this for much longer, as the pleasure was so exquisite I would cum soon. Meanwhile Kate reached for Judy's pendulous breasts and sucked a nipple into her mouth. Judy shrieked and reached for Kate's smaller teats, running her hands over her nipples which hardened instantly. Kate began to take long strokes up and down on my cock as a growl grew in her throat, Judy was gasping and riding my tongue. I knew I couldn't hold back and grunted a warning before spewing a huge volume of cum, deep into Kate. My hips bucked and I drove Kate on to her orgasm, as Judy came on my tongue. Lying back on the bed, we somehow ended up cuddling together. "Can't wait for desert!" Judy said with a grin and a twinkle in her eye. Later we sat down to a fantastic meal, clad only in our dressing gowns. It was a shame we had to work tomorrow, but there was always the weekend to look forward to. We sat on the sofa, me a thorn between two roses. The time came for bed and Judy snuggled in with us. I fell asleep with my arm round each and their hands on my chest. The next day came and went in a blur. All Thursday nights problems unraveled and we recovered with a clean slate and a big new contract. I drove home wondering what pleasures awaited. At home, Kate put the phone down on the work top and kissed Judy, her hands just touching her breasts. "It's Mum, she's worried about you, seems the local paper has picked up the story." "Mmm," Judy, squeezed Kate's arse and picked up the phone, "Hi Mum, no I'm ok. Well Kate and Roger are looking after me, yes, honestly I'm fine. Yes I'm going to divorce him as soon as possible. Well that's fine, but Kate and Roge are happy to have me at the moment. Yes I know I'll have to get another place, and a job, yes I know. Mum, please this is all a blur at the moment, all I know is that I'm safe and happy and Kate and Roge are making me feel human and wanted again. Mum, that's rude! I can take care of that. What!" Judy laughed and put her hand to her mouth. "How do you know? Really! Oh God, I never knew, yes I do, Yes he has, I know, look I have to go now, I'll pop over and see you tomorrow, yes I love you too, oh Kate says bye and she loves you, OK, OK, bye, bye-bye." Flushed Judy put the phone down, she looked at Kate and grinned. "Mum just told me she knew all about our explorations with each other! She asked if I still felt a spark for you and if Roger had ever made love to me." "She knew! how?" "Instinct and she says it's a family thing." "What does that mean?" "She says she'll tell us tomorrow." "So we're going home then?" "I am, you can decide if you want to come, or stay and enjoy that husband of yours." "Ours" "What?" "Oh come on Jude, do you think last night was a one off, I'm happy to share, if you are." "Oh God yes I'd love to have Roge as my lover, but shouldn't we discuss this with him?" I chose that moment to come in, an boquet of flowers on each arm for my two favourite women, "Hi Honeys, I'm home." They peeked out of the kitchen and laughed, as I stood there overloaded with flowers. "I thought you might like some flowers to brighten things up," I grinned. Kate and Judy helped me take the flowers into the kitchen and then both set to work to create two stunning arrangements which we took into the lounge. "Mum phoned, the news got out, so I expect Jude's place will be staked out with reporters and bystanders." "Oh! Jude do you have anything you need to get from your house?" "Not much and nothing immediate, I brought as much as I could when I came here." "OK, well I have been thinking about what's happened and well there's something I need to say." I paused to look at them both, so easy on the eye, so beautiful, obviously sisters, and drew in my breath. "Last night was a dream come true, but I need to know what you think, because from my point of view I would love this to be a permanent arrangement, but I suspect you both have your own views." I sat back and watched them, they looked at each other, their hands finding each others and then Kate looked me in the eyes. "We spoke briefly earlier; from my point of view, I would love to have Jude here, sharing our bed and loving us both, but Jude has to make her own decision." "God, this is difficult, I've just left a selfish, lazy, arrogant prick and parachuted myself into my little sisters bed and seduced her and her husband. I am so afraid I'll cause a split between the pair of you and break up a beautiful relationship, something I couldn't make happen in my own marriage." Tears welled up in Jude's eyes, and she sobbed, her head went down as Kate put her arm round her and ran her other hand up and down her arm, "I want you here Jude, in or out of our bed, I want you around, for me and for Kate. At the very least I want to know you're safe from that useless bastard. I want you in my life for purely selfish reasons, I can see how you light up Kate's life when you are near, and I want that for her as much as for me." Kate burst into tears and they hugged each other, heads side by side, I slid off my chair and knelt in front of them, placing my hands on their backs and kissing their heads. We stayed that way for a while, until they separated, laughed and wiped their eyes and blew their noses. We sat together on the sofa, arms around each other, their heads on my shoulder. "Mum rang, she wants Jude to go over tomorrow, I want to go too, and I want you their as well." "OK, is it serious, is Esther OK?" "Yes, the news has got out however and she wants to make sure Jude's OK, so I think we should all go over together, well if Jude's ok with that." "Yes, I think that would be good, if she can see us all together, I think that will help her a great deal." Jude ran her hand on my thigh, moving up to my crotch. "But that's tomorrow, and there's still tonight, " her lips touched mine and her hand rested on the bulge in my trousers. Kate's hand came up to my chest and she ran her fingertips over my shirt, round my nipple, her kiss was soft and moist. "I've ordered a Chinese, should be here soon, but.." she slid her hand over so that she could unbutton my shirt, just as a slow zzzzzzip sounded from my trousers. "It seems unfair that you aren't also relaxing, perhaps you'd like to loosen some of your clothes.." I grinned. The doorbell interrupted our game and Kate leapt up to go pay for the delivery. Meanwhile, Jude kissed me firmly and passionately, her hand squeezing through my fly and into my pants. Her hand closed over my hardening cock. "Why don't you take your clothes off Roge, let a girl get a proper gander at the menu," she purred as she withdrew her hand and sat up to remove her blouse. Sister, Sister Kate came in with the plastic carrier full of containers and grinned as Jude stood to remove her skirt and knickers, leaving her bra til last. At last Jude's large succulent breasts sprang free of the cups holding them in. For a forty five year old she was quite fit. She had a few extra pounds, but that gave her an attractive curvy belly and plump arsecheeks which were made for kissing and squeezing. "Why the fuck would anyone want to screw a schoolkid when they have a woman like you in their bed?" I asked out loud. "Somehow he couldn't make love to a grownup, maybe it's an ego thing, you know still able to attract little girls, but let's not think about that now, make love to me Roge, I need you inside me now." "With pleasure, I love how you look, I'd be very proud to walk naked with you, and be the envy of all the other guys." "Really?" "Truly, no come here and feel real love." We came together, she was so wet I slid straight into her, feeling her slippery wetness close round me and I started to pump slowly, finding her mouth with mine, her breasts with my hands. We coupled and released and coupled again, soon I knew I was going to climax and whispered in Jude's ear. She licked my ear and urged me to come in her. I pushed harder and felt my cum erupt inside her, as she grunted and sighed with pleasure, her own orgasm just behind mine. Slowly we relaxed and pecked each others lips, smiling we sat back to look at each other. Just then a squeal and sigh came from the easy chair behind me. Twisting I saw Kate with two fingers rammed in her pussy and her other hand rubbing her clit vigorously. Eyes closed she slowly relaxed her massaging and her fingers plopped out. She ran her fingers round her lips before sliding them into her mouth. Her eye opened and she blushed as she saw us watching her. She shrugged her shoulders and grinned. "That was nice, I like watching you and my sexy sister. Now the meals here so let's eat." "The Chinese or each other?" "Chinese first, then pussy time." purred Judy, sliding her hand into her wet sticky opening. "No, Pussy first, then Chinese," said Kate, slipping onto the carpets and walking on her hands and knees to bury her head in Jude's snatch. "Pussy it is," I said moving behind Kate and lying under her beautiful open slit, sliding my tongue along it, then slipping her the length of it. Twenty minutes later we had some slightly cool Chinese, lying on the carpet. Jude draped some noodles over my cock and balls and both girls then ate them off me, leaving me with an outsize rock hard cock again. I ran some sweet and sour sauce over Kate's tits and Jude and I then had fun trying to catch it all before it reached her pussy. I think Jude cheated because she ended up licking some sauce from Kate's pussy lips, just before it dripped off. We went and showered then ended up in bed watching a late evening Rom-com, which the girls wanted, and I just lay back cuddling them. I admit it I fell asleep and if anything happened I don't know anything about it. I woke up at about seven Saturday morning and left my sleeping goddesses to make some tea. I had a pee and went downstairs, made tea and returned to the bedroom with three mugs. What a sight they were, both sprawled out naked on the bed fast asleep, it seemed a shame to wake them, so I didn't. Sitting in the chair I sipped my tea, drinking in the glorious sight of my wife and her sister lying together. Despite the most erotic scene I could imagine set out before me, strangely I wasn't hard or even aroused. They looked like a painting, the serene ladies asleep. I stood quietly and found the camera, taking my time I found the right angles and shot two or three perfect shots. Sitting back down I continued to sip my hot tea. Spookily they both began to stir, opening an eye, moving an arm, they came awake. rolling onto their backs they gazed down the bed at me. "What are you doing?" "Sitting here, drinking tea, looking at the two most amazingly beautiful women I have ever been lucky enough to know lying naked in front of me, why?" "Oh! I thought you were just leching over our bodies." "What a lovely man you are Roge, I'm so glad you're my brother /lover." "Tea?" "Yes please." "Mmm yes please." "Here we are, if it's too cold I'll make some more." "Mine's fine," "yeah ok for me, now what were you really doing." "I told you just looking at the pair of you, sleeping, so beautiful, I am a very lucky bunny." "Well thank you hun, nice to be appreciated, so you like what you see?" "Yes. Very much; perfect, I couldn't wish for better, you are both stunningly gorgeous, and I found just looking at you sleeping so peaceful and very calming." "Do you want to carry on looking?" "Yes please, if it's not too embarrassing for you." "No I rather like the attention." "Me too, I certainly haven't had that for a few years." "Well I shall do my best to make up for that from now on." "You've made a damn good start, believe me, I feel about seventeen again." "That would make me ten!" "Well you don't look ten but I'd go eighteen." "Wow" "How about me?" "Oh an easy twenty year old, far more mature." "Cheeky monkey." "Well we better get organised, mother calls and the sooner we get there..." Kate left the rest unsaid. Despite loving their mother to bits anything over a few hours and sparks started to fly. None of the Careys ever held back on their thoughts, which led to many a lively debate, or argument, depending on how you viewed it. Kate and Jude decided to share the shower and left me sitting in the chair as they disappeared, arms around each others waists, to the bathroom. Squawks and laughter followed, until about twenty minutes later they padded back in wrapped in large bathtowels, each had another wrapped around their heads, They pushed and pulled each other. until the towels slipped off their gorgeous bodies, my cock instantly jumped to attention and I excused myself and walked quickly to the bathroom. "Don't bang it on the shower door!" "Mind you don't knock anything off the shelves." Them a gale of laughter erupted, more screams and squawks and lots of jumping and banging sounds. I shook my head and climbed in the shower, the first blast of cold water instantly squashed my hard on and as I shivered the water got up to a more suitable temperature. I adjusted the spray, soaped up and showered. Coming back into the bedroom I saw them dressed in just their knickers, with one cheek each on the stool in front of the mirror, nudging each other with their hips as they tried to apply makeup, I watched the reflection of their boobs shifting in the mirror. I smiled and stood watching, leaning on the door frame. Kate caught sight of me and grinned, nudging Jude and nodding at my reflection in the mirror. Jude blew a kiss and grinned. I waved and walked in, pulling my wet towel off and dropping it in the clothes basket. "Well someone's keeping their pecker up," smiled Kate, licking her lips. "That is such a lovely sight, fair makes a lady a little damp," Jude laughed, and nudged Kate, "No I'm the one greeted by a lovely sight, hence the horizontal salute," I nodded at junior as he stiffened to attention. We joked and dressed before piling in the car and heading for Esther's house, which was about twenty minutes away. The drive was uneventful, and we soon pulled up outside my Mother-in-Laws place and fell out laughing. The door opened as we crossed the short driveway with Esther's old car sat on it. She ushered us in, with hugs and kisses and we went into the lounge. After tea and coffee (and home made scones and jam) arrived we sat back the three of us together on the sofa. I hooked my hands behind the girls heads and they each placed a hand on my thigh. Esther's eyebrows rose slightly and a smile played on her lips. "Have you settled in with Kate and Roger Judy?" "Yes Mum, they've made me feel very welcome, I feel like I'm already a part of the family." "Hmmm, judging by your hand I'd say you were probably tucked and fucked up in bed with them!" We all gaped and I know I reddened. "Oh don't worry, I'm not disapproving, if anything I'm jealous. I wish I had a young man paying me some attention." she grinned and licked jam from between the spilt in her scone. "Or lady for that matter." Judy gasped and Kate choked on a mouthful of tea, trying to get her breath and deciding whether to spit or swallow. I laughed and put my cup down. "Well Esther, if you had asked I'd have been happy to come and taste your pastries, you've a nice set of buns and I should think your tea cakes are delicious." I nodded at her pert tits, poking out of her sweater. She blushed and licked some more jam off her scone, using the very tip of her tongue. I swallowed hard as I felt a rush in my pants, good job the trousers were a big baggy or poor junior would have strangled himself. Then Jude's hand began gently sweeping over it, with just enough pressure to make it interesting, closely followed by Kate's doing the same thing. "Oh dear, I think you're about to blow a fuse Roger; Girls don't ruin those lovely trousers, open the hatches and raise the periscope." For a sixty five year old she was nimble enough to be on her knees between my legs as Kate and Judy extracted my old man and began to stroke it. Esther's head moved up and over, then her sweet lips engulfed my cockhead. So there I was, sat between my wife and her sister, whilst their mother sucked my cock. Esther may have been out of practice but she was still very good. I groaned in anticipation of a quick release when she stopped and stood up. Quickly she disrobed, her clothes flying behind her. Naked she was still a sight, her ample tits although saggy had big round aereolae and long firm nipples, her rounded belly was showing her age but the lips of her cunt were covered in a thick black downy coat of hair. She moved back to me climbed on my lap and lowered herself onto my cock. Judy and Kate sat back mesmerized by their mother, naked on a mans lap. She pumped her hips vigorously and I felt myself once again anticipating a quick release, then she slowed and made more sinuous movements, her muscles gripping my cock tightly. "Oh no you don't Roger, this is my first fuck in twenty years and I intend to enjoy it." she said lowering her mouth to mine and fed her tongue into my mouth. I felt a surge of energy and began pumping her back, she continued to twist and sway on my lap. Kate and Judy moved in and grabbed a teat each, attempting to return to their childhood and nourish on her dugs. Esther rear up and screamed as I felt her muscles rippling over my cock. I lost it big time and hammered into her hole, blasting what felt like litres of spunk inside her, she gasped and groaned her hips heaving. "OH God! yes, do it to me, fuck me, fuck your old Mother in Law, give me it hard, yes, yes, like that, harder, yeeeeeeeeeeesssssssss!" She seemed to feint and sway backwards, I looped my hands behind her head, as Kate and Judy looked frantically at her. She smiled, her eyes closed and she opened her mouth to sigh deeply. "Oh My! now I remember what sex was like, Roger you were beautiful, considerate and thoughtful, thank you, thank you." I raised her head and moved my hands to hold her back. I leaned down and kissed her tits, sucking in a nipple rolling it in my mouth, before moving to the other and doing it again. "Esther you are a superb lover, you fuck like a twenty year old, and believe me when I say I hope this isn't the last time we do this." "Bless you dear, now could one of you find me a tissue, all of Rogers lovely cum is starting to run back out and I don't want to stain the upholstery." Kate and Jude laughed and looked around for a box of tissues. Neither seeing one around, Jude knelt down and lifted her mothers bottom off my cock, then leaned in and began to lick her clean, Helping to lift Esther off, we lay her on the sofa, with Jude now lapping at her open cunt, cleaning out my discharge, and giving Esther even more orgasms. Kate knelt in front of me and took my prick into her mouth to clean me up too. Finishing, Kate and Jude then undressed and dived on each others pussy to release their own tensions, roaring into each others pussies as they came. Sated we sat in Esther's lounge, naked and happy. It was agreed that once we had dressed, we'd all go over to our house for lunch and to make plans for the rest of the weekend. Esther was told to bring clothes, but not to bother with nightwear, it wouldn't be getting used. Six months later, having divorced the prick, Judy made her move to us permanent, the money was used to fund an extension, which added another bedroom, toilet and shower, so Esther could move in. Her money was used to enable Kate and me to leave full time work and for us all to enjoy six weeks in Italy at a five star hotel, with two interconnecting suites. I feel like the Sheikh with a harem as they spoilt me with their sexual favours. I tried to service them all fairly, but I never knew if I satisfied them properly, as they couldn't leave each other alone. However, they all said that I was the reason they stayed together and they couldn't be happier. Now we spend time cavorting naked whenever possible, and I'm lying on a sun lounger writing this staring at the three naked women in my life, stretched out, bronzed, with three tanned and hairless pussies smiling at my feet. Yes Esther had her snatch waxed, and shoved it in my face when she got back to check it was smooth enough. My tongue says it was. Now thinking back to that, my cock is standing up again and Jude has one eye open, well two if you count her pussy and I'm sure it just winked at me. Sister - Sister Ch. 01 An ex-nun, who said she had been in a very similar situation, related the outline of this story to me. Many of the details were told to me with the knowledge that I would bring them to light. I hope you enjoy this story as much as you have expressed an interest in "Seven Mile High Club" and "Joan the First Female Pope". * Robert English peered out the window of the speeding train. It was taking him home for the first time in eight years. Now at twenty-nine years old, he felt strong enough to take on the parents who had almost driven him insane. As he looked out the window, it didn't seem that the train was moving, as much as the scenery was moving passed the train. He wondered how his brothers, James and Eric were fairing. Jimmy had been married the year before Robert had left. Eric, however who was only sixteen at the time, had remained at home while Robert opted to escape and go west. He had always felt guilty about leaving them, especially Eric. The train trip turned out to be a long and tedious one with a long layover in Chicago. He probably should have flown, but his fear of flying wouldn't let him. Actually Robert wasn't afraid of flying; as much as he was afraid of crashing. It was now October 17th, and September 11th was just two months ago. Who knows what those Muslim screwballs had planed now. Them and their seventy-two virgins. A lot of good the virgins would do the idiots, when they are dead. Well it wouldn't be long now. The conductor had just announced they would be pulling into Cincinnati in fifteen minutes. He wondered if anyone would be at the station. If they weren't he would take a cab. Robert grabbed his two suitcases and moved through the train car toward the exit. As the train pulled into the station Robert saw his brother Eric standing on the platform. He was pleased they hadn't forgotten him. Eric was easy to spot, as he towered over everyone else by at least three inches, and was wearing a very tight fire engine red t-shirt that accentuated his massive physique. Climbing down the stairs, he waived at his brother and yelled, "Eric ... Over here." With a quick stride, Eric ran to his brother and threw his arms around him. "I'm so glad you are home Bob, Mom has been nuts for a week worrying that you might not show up." "Yah ... I'm here. God Eric you look great. You been working out?" "Everyday! I can bench my own weight now; 215 lbs. Maybe we can get to the gym before you leave." "That would be great. How are Jimmy and Dad?" "Jimmy and Erin are in the middle of a divorce, and Dad? Well you know Dad. He doesn't change much. The only thing he talks about is the weather, Mom's crummy meatloaf and the Bengals. If he didn't have his football every year, there would be no living with him." "What about you kid? What's going on besides the gym?" asked Robert as Eric pushed Robert's suitcases into the backseat of his Volkswagen Bug. "Well do you remember Darla? Darla Peek?" "Yes, of course. I used to call her "Peek a boo". She really hated that." Robert laughed. "I took her to the senior prom. We danced and made out on the floor of the Boy's Gym, until the teachers raised hell. They said that we were dancing too close. I can't understand what the problem was; we were both adults. Who knows, maybe they were right. Darla was rubbing her crotch on my leg, and I was rock hard. It's difficult to dance like that, yah know?" "I know exactly what you mean. I've been there once or twice myself. So what happened?" "Darla laid her head in my chest in the middle of a slow dance to "Earth Angel"; and whispered, 'Eric I want you to fuck me until I can't walk any more." "You're kidding me. Little "peek a boo" your tomboy buddy, you have known since elementary school?" "Yah, but she ain't no tomboy no more." "Double negative Eric; maybe triple. How the hell did you ever graduate high school?" "Football! They couldn't keep me, 'cus one of the coaches, Mr. Dantonio wanted me to play for the "Bearcats". "You're at the University of Cincinnati?" "Yah, but Dad won't be happy until I'm playing for the Bengals." "Face it kid; Dad will never really be happy!" "I guess. So I was at the dance with Darla. She has the sweetest ass I have ever seen. Well she was humping my leg again and two of the Lesbo girl's gym teachers ordered us out of the dance. Like I gave a shit. We got in the car and drove around town looking for a motel, but it was graduation night and everywhere we went, all we saw was No Vacancy signs. Darla was as hot as a summer in Panama and really wanted to fuck, so we went to Miller's creek, and parked under a grove of trees with the rest of the kids who couldn't get a room. Darla got out of the car, and pulled her panties off. I sat where you are sitting and she got back in and sat on my lap, looking down at me smiling. Bro she has such a tight pussy." Robert squirmed a little, knowing his brother and peek-a-boo, were fucking where he was now sitting. "I slid my cock into her tight little quim, grabbed her bare ass with both hands and fuck her for two hours. She must have cum six or eight times, all over the pants of my rented tux. Man the people at the tux shop were pissed and started cussing me out in Chinese. I gave them an extra ten bucks for the stains. It was worth it. I told the guy at the tux shop that he should at least give the pants a whiff, 'cause Darla's pussy smell was all over them. She has the best cunt smell ever. He said, "You not come back no more." Robert couldn't help but laugh at his little brother's adventures on prom night. He was rough, but he had a way of telling a story that made you sit up and listen. "So? Are you and Darla still dating, if you can call it that?" "Naw! We went out for about three months after that. She almost wore my pecker off. She is a great fuck. But she joined the NAVY right after 911. She said she wanted to help fight the war on terrorism. I don't see it, 'cause there ain't no fuckin' A-rabs out in the ocean. She's kind of a dipsy bitch, but a great fuck." Eric's car turned down Lark Avenue, and all of Robert's childhood memories came flooding back into his head. Like the time he crashed his bicycle into the ice cream truck, trying to get the guy to stop. He recalled falling out of old lady Henshaw's apple tree and breaking his arm. Then there was the time Jennifer Conley the girl who lived next door, let him feel her up in the orchard behind her house. She came all over his hand then she sat him down and jacked him off. They dated her last year of High School, and another year before she went off to college. Whenever he couldn't get the car, they had great sex in the orchard, sometimes as much as four or five nights a week. They both cared a lot for each other and talked about marriage, but her parent's sent her away to a girl's college in Texas of all places. Robert believed that they did it just to get her away from him. What a fantastic girl he thought. She was his first love, and they got each other's cherry. He wondered if she was still single. Probably not more likely she's got six kids by now. Eric grabbed Robert's bags and carried them up to the old house. It hadn't changed much. Maybe a new coat of paint, or maybe the old paint had just faded. They walked in the front door and Eric yelled out, "Hey anyone home, 'the practical son has returned'." "That's prodigal son, Eric, not practical." "Whatever, you're home Bro." Their Dad was sitting on the other side of the room with his back to them, and when Eric called to him, his Dad just raised a hand and said, "Wait a minute that black kid, is going for a touchdown. Oh fuck, they got him. Ok Bengals first down. Let's go!" Their Mom came running out of the kitchen, as much as she could at a hundred an eighty pounds, and threw her arms around Robert. "My baby. Oh Robert I missed you so much. I made your favorite meatloaf for dinner. Mashed potatoes, gravy and string beans; the French cut type you like so much." "You gotta eat the meatloaf Robert," said his Dad still not turning his attention away from the football game. "We don't need no more fuckin' door stops." Robert and Eric just looked at each other. Robert wondered if there was a set length of time he should allow his mother to squeeze the crap out of him? Maybe one minute for each year he had been gone? Shit that was eight minutes. He would be dead by then. "Mom", Robert said in defense, attempting to get his mother's thoughts onto something else. "Do you have anything to drink; water or maybe a soda?" "We only drink beer in this house. Give him a beer Marge." His mother broke her grasp on Robert, as if a phantom referee had called holding in a boxing match. She again attempted to run to the kitchen, her excess weight holding her back like she was dragging Eric's VW Bug. Eric finally dropped the bags and both of the boys followed their mother. "Glad you're back son," said his Dad, still mesmerized by the Television. "Thanks Dad. It's good to be home ... for a while." In the kitchen their mother poured the boys glasses of lemonade and handed it to each of them. They both sat at the kitchen table, much like they did when they were little. Robert felt his mother was going to ask how school was that day, but she didn't. "Robert, are you dating anyone special?" "No mom. I was dating for a time, but girls in California are ..." " ... weird?" Ask Eric. Finishing his brother's sentience. "Yah ... a lot of them are weird, and I guess some of them are OK, too. All the girls I have met are weird, though. At least weird to me." "What kind of girl are you looking for Bro? Cause I know some that ..." Eric stopped short in his description as his mother was staring at him with her disappointed look. "Let's just say that I know some girls, and I could fix you up. How long you gonna' be here? "A week maybe. It depends how things go." "What things son?" "Just ... things Mom. Just things. Besides I have to be back to work in about ten days," he lied, feeling nervous, as when he was younger his Mother could always tell when he was lying. He didn't want anyone to know he had a full month off from work. "We'll talk later Bro." "OK Eric ... Thanks." Addressing the two boys again as though they were in the forth grade she said, "Dinner is almost ready. Go wash up boys." Robert and Eric looked at each other smiled and shook their heads, then walked into the front room. Their dad was still in his "Lazyboy" recliner yelling at the TV. "You fucking idiots. You couldn't win a game with a High School team. Just look at those assholes. What a bunch of jerks. They should have their salaries cut ... OK ... that's more like it. That little black fucker is gonna' get a touchdown. Good work guys." "Dad ..." said Robert, "You are an enigma." "Not me son, it's those fucking Bengals." "What's an ignigma?" "Not ignigma Eric. It's an e-nig-ma." "What's that?" "An enigma is, something or someone that is puzzling, ambiguous, or inexplicable." "I know 'puzzling' Bro, but what is the other two?" "What are the other two?" "I asked first Bro." "Well ambiguous is ..." "Don't waste you're fuckin' time Robert. Eric wouldn't know a multi syllable word if it jumped up and bit him in the ass," said their Dad. "Eric is a football player, nothing else." "Earl, leave the boys alone and quit picking on them." "Shut up and get dinner on the table." "If you ever looked away from the TV, you might have seen, that dinner is on the table." "Well get me a plate; it's only the start of the forth quarter. And get me another beer too, and not that light shit either. Get me a real beer." Marge looked at her husband, wishing her thoughts and her nasty glances would put him out of her misery. She really hated him after thirty-five years of a loveless marriage, and she wished she hadn't wasted her life just being with the self-centered bastard. Marge then turned on her heals, and went to the kitchen to get another beer for Earl. "Dad ... Why do you talk to Mom like that? She doesn't deserve that." "You are right son ... she deserves a good swift kick in her big fat ass; and mind your own fucking business. You weren't here when we got married, and you won't be here when we kick off." Robert knew that he shouldn't have come home. Nothing had changed. He had only been in town for two hours and twenty-two minutes, and a new record in stupidly had already been set, he thought. Robert, Eric and their Mom sat at the table. Their Mother said grace, while their father ate, cursing the meatloaf and the football team simultaneously, burping and yelling at the TV. I'll never make a week, thought Robert. No way in hell. "Your meatloaf is great Mom. Just like always." "Whad-you-do Kid, leave your taste buds in California with your brains?" The phone rang. Earl stated that he wasn't in. Marge retorted that he never was. "Hello? How is it going Jimmy? Is everything working out OK son? Yes Robert's here. Yes, I'll tell them son. They're eating right now. Meatloaf why? Oh ... don't say that ... you know that you always liked my meatloaf ... Ok bye ... love you." "Boys that was Jimmy. He would like you to call him at his apartment when you are done eating." After that, the boys ate in silence, and except for their father, everything was fine. Dinner was over and the boys helped their mother with the dishes. She told them to call their brother Jim, as he was very lonely living by himself. Eric called and whispered to Robert, that Jim had an emergency, and he wanted them to come over ASAP. They got in Eric's bug, and he was doing sixty-five on surface streets. When they arrived, they jumped out of the car and ran up the stairs that led to Jim's second story apartment. It was cool out and in all the haste Eric forgot his jacket. They were both concerned as they banged on the door. A calm voice answered, "If you are Robert and Eric come on in. Everybody else fuck off." Robert opened the door and they walked in. Robert asked, "What was the emergency Jim?" Jim was seated in a recliner naked except for a t-shirt, looking much like his father watching TV, except there was a triple X rated movie playing instead of football, while a girl not much over eighteen was kneeling between his legs. She had one hand lightly squeezing his balls and the other was jacking him off, while she sucked his cock. "The emergency is, I've got three gorgeous young girls here and only one cock. You guys did bring your cocks with you? Didn't you?" "Shit," said Eric. "I left mine at home on the dresser." A cute little blond with wide eyes, but obviously nothing behind them, who was wearing a royal blue football jersey with a white number "5" on the front, and sexy pair of white lace panties, looked at Eric and asked, "Really?" "No Lisa, Eric was joking. Cocks don't come off." "Ok! She said with a big smile ... then I'll take the one in the red t-shirt. The big guy with all the muscles," she smiled biting her lower lip, looking at Eric. "Good," said the brunet. "I'll want the one with the sultry eyes and the sexy lips. He looks like he can fuck all night." "OK Gina, he is all yours. He is my brother Robert." "I don't need to know his name. How big is his cock. I need something really large to fill me up." "Jimmy we didn't come prepared for this. I don't have any condoms." "It's OK Bob, the girls brought a whole bunch of them." Jim said, pointing to a brown paper bag on the coffee table. "You don't really need one for Gina if you don't want. She's on the pill." "Where do the girls come from?" "School. They are in my Lit class at City College. I promised all of them an "A", if they do well here tonight. He pointed to Karen, who was still sucking his cock and said, "She already has an A plus, but she won't quit until I cum in her mouth. I don't know what to do; I can't give her a better grade than an A plus. I know what, I'll eat her pussy. That will make her happy. She really loves a good mouth fuck." As Robert looked over at Eric, the little blond, Lisa had her panties and his t-shirt off. She was kneeling in front of him, jacking him off, mumbling, "God look at these muscles and this cock. I won't be able to walk for days and it's only Saturday. Oh well." The dark haired girl waked up to Robert and slowly took off his jacket, then unbuttoned his shirt. As she stared straight in his eyes, she removed his belt, and then unzipped his pants, letting them fall to the floor. She then got down on the floor and removed his shoes, and socks, rubbing her cheek against the bulge in his jockey shorts. Lifting his legs one at a time, she pulled his pants clear and tossed them in a heap. "You won't need these for a long time." She warned pulling off his shirt. Robert felt funny standing in the middle of his brother's apartment wearing only a pair of Jockey shorts. However that didn't last long, as Gina pulled them down also, leaving him totally naked, his cock hard and pointing straight at her. "If somebody didn't know you guys were brothers," said Gina, stroking Robert's cock. "They would know it after checking your peckers. Girls we have hit the "mother load". They're all good." "Great," said Lisa her twin pony tail, blonde hair in bouncing as she sat on Eric's lap facing him on the couch, his cock disappearing into her vagina, then showing itself again. "Mmmmmm." Said Lisa, "I like this one." Smiling she looked in his eyes and asked, "What's your name again big guy?" "ERIC" he yelled as he came in the cute little blonde's pussy. "Ooooo girls you're going to like him. He really fucks good. Do me harder Daddy. I like it." Jim moaned as he began to squirt his cum in Karen's mouth. She gulped it down like it was something that had been on a menu. Karen got up and asked, "Which one do I get next? I need more cum in my diet. It has lots of vitamins." "You can have this one Karen," said the blond moving over to Jim. "But take it easy, I just fucked the shit out of him." Eric sat on the couch leaning back as though a mule had kicked him. Karen got between his legs and lifted his rather large cock. She licked it for a few minutes and then sucked on its head. "You know Lisa," said Karen. "You don't taste bad at all. If it ever happens that we can't get some guys, you can count on me to go down on you." "Thanks babe, me too." Robert had Gina bent over an ottoman, holding her hips tight, shoving his cock in her cunt as hard as he could. "Fuck my ass baby," said Gina. "Stick that thing in momma's asshole. Come on baby fuck momma. I really need it hard. Shove it in my ass. Fuck my ass." Robert was glad he had worn a condom. When he pulled his cock from her vagina, he eased it into her butt and slowly began to fuck her rectum. "I told you to fuck my ass hard. I'm not a beginner; I'm eighteen. Do it harder. I can take it. Shove it in me. Make me cum guy." "Robert ... my name is Robert." "Whatever ... just fuck me harder." That was the first time Robert had pure recreational sex; if you could call it pure. No emotions to drag you down. Although he had never been with a whore, he imagined that it wouldn't be much different. The girls weren't really whores; but actually, when you thought about it they were. They were just fucking for grades and not for money. Robert felt like he and his brothers were pieces of meat. He felt dejected, probably like a woman felt when her pussy was used as an available sperm dump. He took an oath as he began to cum in Gina's butt, that he would never again treat a woman like, just a piece of ass. If he didn't really care for the girl emotionally, he wouldn't fuck her. Robert was twenty-eight and finally becoming an adult. It was about time he thought. Sister - Sister Ch. 01 "Jesus Christ," said Gina. "That was great. Your cock really filled up my butt guy." Robert knew that these girls would always refer to him and his brothers as those three brothers with the big cocks. Gina had moved on to Eric, who had just been sucked off by Jim's girl, Karen. Gina began to play with Eric's cock attempting to bring some life back into it. Karen went back to Jim and stroked his cock. She said, "You know girls. Three guys just aren't enough for us. We should have at least ten guys at a time, so somebody always has a hard on." Robert was on his back, on the floor almost unconscious, when the little blond stripped off his condom and dropped it in a pile on the floor. She quickly sucked the limp member into her mouth and began to do what she did best. Robert woke up the next morning, right where he had passed out on his brother's front room floor completely naked. As he looked around he saw that Eric and Jimmy didn't have anything on either. "Where are the girls?" asked Eric as he awoke and looked around the room. "They left." said Jim. "Why?" "Because we don't own them. They have homes." "But," Eric said, "I was going to give them extra credit." "Robert asked, "Don't you ever get enough Eric?" "Enough of what?" "Sex you dork." Said Jim, "S.E.X." "Hell no ... Do you guys?" "You have to understand Jim, that to Eric, 'Too much Sex' is an oxymoron. The brothers all took showers, so their mom wouldn't detect the odor of pussy on them, and slowly got dressed. They were due back at their parent's house by eleven, for a bar-b-que. When they got in the car, Eric moved very slow, sitting down easy. After starting the car, Eric put it in gear and pulled out of the driveway. He moaned each time he turned a corner or stepped on the brakes. "What are you moaning about Eric?" asked Robert. "My nuts hurt." "Did you bump them on something?" "Yah!" "What?" "The girls." To Be Continued ... Sister - Sister Ch. 02 "How many times did you fuck them?" asked Robert. "All of them?" "Yes." "'Bout fifteen times." "Each?" asked Robert. "No ... all together. What do you think I am?" "A machine?" Jim said from the back seat. "Jesus Eric, what happened then?" "I was told that I was very good, and a date was arranged." "With which one? "All of them ... next Saturday. They want to have a foursome, whatever that is." "Can you understand why his nuts hurt Jim?" "Maybe it's to much weight lifting Bob." "Yah that's probably it." They arrived at the house and walked slowly so Eric could keep up with them. As they entered, their mother was laying in wait like a commando ready to strike, and then grabbed each one of them for a hug. "Is Dad ever able to get out of that chair?" asked Robert. "Only to pee," said his mother, smiling and a little embarrassed at what she had said. "Boys we have guests in the backyard." The boys went out into the backyard. Seated on the swing was Robert's ex girlfriend, Jennifer Conley. She didn't appear much older than when they were dating. If she was three years younger than Robert, which meant she was now twenty-six. Her long silky blond hair was down to the middle of her back. She was wearing a Kelly green top, which set off her striking green eyes, and she had on tight white shorts. She knew Robert had always loved her in white shorts. "Hi Bobby," she said patting the seat next to her. "Sit down a while and talk to me." "How is it going Jennifer? You married?" "Kind of separated right now. What about you?" "Married? No ... not me." "Why not Bobby?" "I never really got over you, I guess." He whispered. "Well thank you Bobby, but that isn't just a line to get me back into the orchard? Is it?" "No Jennifer ... no line." "You know that I returned from college ready to fight to the death with my parents over you and I being married, but when I got here you were gone. I wrote to you, three or four letters a week, but you never wrote back. Why Bobby?" she whispered. "The pain of loosing was so bad I spent almost the whole first year at the bottom of Jack Daniel's bottles. My gut hurt so much that I went to the doctor thinking I had an ulcer. Then I was on a quest to find and fuck every girl I could get my hands on. Once I had them, that was it and I dumped them. I now believe I was trying to get back at all women for what I thought you had done to me." "I'm so sorry Robert. I have never really forgiven my parents for the pain they caused both of us. Were any of those girls ... better than me?" "Shit ... Are you kidding me? Of course not, Jenn. What about you?" "Well as I said, when I came back you were gone, and nobody had heard from you in a couple of years. I sent letters to your last known address, but nothing ever came back. Where were you?" "I think that I was lost ... and looking for myself." "Did you find yourself Bobby?" "I guess; here I am," He said with a flourish of his arms. "After a while my girlfriends said they were going to hold a memorial service for you so I could get you out of my system and move on. I was working as a night nurse at Cincinnati General and met a doctor; Richard, who seemed to be very nice ... at the time. We dated for almost two years and then he asked me to marry him. As I had no other prospects, it seemed like a good idea, so we got married. The only good thing to come out of our marriage was our two children, Bobby and Shelley. Bobby is five and Shelley is almost three." "They sound great." "They are the only things in this universe that keep me on track. I think that without them I would die." Just then Robert's mother came over to them carrying a large book under her arm. "Hello children," she said. "The bar-b-que should be ready in about a half hour. Are you hungry?" "Maybe a little Mrs. English," said Jennifer. "I could eat too, mom." Robert's mother sat on a lawn chair, which bent under her weight, and said, "I brought the boy's photo album out for everybody to see." "Just great mom." Robert said with a scowl. Ignoring Robert's obvious irritation, she handed the book to Jennifer and asked, "Would you like to see Robert's baby photos? He's naked in some of them." Jennifer took the book and said, "I would love to see Robert naked." And under voice she whispered to Robert, "again". "Well I'll leave you two to the photos. I have to turn the meat." "Ooooo, that sounds like fun," said Jennifer smiling looking down at her ex-boyfriend's crotch. "What dear?" asked Robert's mother. "Nothing Mrs. English." "Look at this one. Robert's cute little butt, Mmmm, I could just bite it." "You did." Said Robert. "Oh yah ... huh? Sweet meat!" The next page was Robert in various poses. The one that caught Jennifer's eye was Robert totally naked on his back, with his legs spread, and his penis hard as a rock. "Wow Bobby, even then. No wonder my pussy throbbed for hours after our dates." She whispered again, "I've never met anybody that would fill your ... shoes. Never!" "So how come the split up?" asked Robert? Jennifer shrugged and twisted her mouth in an expression of uncertainty. "Don't know. Sometimes married people just get tired of each other; I guess." They leafed through the book then found a photo in "the religious" section. Robert was wearing a white baptismal dress. A priest was dribbling holy water on his forehead. His mouth was open and his eyes were closed. It looked as though he was yelling to high heaven. "I'll bet God knew he had a new member that day." Robert laughed and agreed. His parents had told him on several occasions that his voice rattled the church's stained glass windows. Then he saw the top of a head of somebody standing next to the priest. Turning the page, to the next photo which was taken further back so all of the participants could be in the photo Robert saw a little girl in the picture; about four or five years old. She had beautiful little face, big wide blue eyes and a terrified expression. She was standing behind the priest, clutching his leg tightly, and sucking on what appeared to be a plastic crucifix. "I wonder who the little girl is? I don't remember her as being part of our family." "Maybe she's a cousin Bobby." "No." he said thoughtfully, "I don't have any girl cousins that I know of." "Maybe," Jennifer said laughing. "She was the daughter of the priest." "All that time we went together, and I never knew you had a sense of humor." "You never gave me a chance to kid around. All you ever wanted to do was fuck me," Jennifer whispered, a smile beginning in the corner of her mouth. "You always said you liked it." "I loved it. For a long time there, it was all I lived for. You were great. I'm just saying that I didn't have much time to laugh. Remember when we went to the orchard every night that one summer. My mom couldn't figure why I always wore a dress, instead of shorts or pants. I didn't have the heart to tell her that it was easier because all you had to do was flip my dress up, pull down my panties, get behind me and do me doggie style. For a long time there I was contemplating, learning how to bark. Your mom always wondered how someone your age could have so many grass stains on the knees of his jeans. I would have told her, but I didn't want her to stop you from fucking me every night. We were lucky I didn't get pregnant. We did it a whole year until that time I missed my period, then you got some rubbers." "You think we were lucky, that you didn't get pregnant? I wanted you to get pregnant in the worst way. I wanted to marry you. I was in love with you. I still am in love with you." His voice trailed off. "I know Robert. Me too." Said Jennifer thoughtfully, looking into his eyes. "Would you like something to drink?" He asked. "Maybe a lemonade?" Robert went over to the table where his mother was cooking. He picked up a lemonade and said, "Mom I want to ask you about one of my baptism photos." "Later Robert I'm right in the middle of dinner." "Mommm!" "I said later Robert," cutting him off. "Later ...ok?" "Ok mom." He took the lemonade back to Jennifer and sat down next to her. "What happened?" she asked." Robert didn't say anything. He just looked at the photo and shook his head. Ten minutes later they all stared having dinner. After dinner, Eric suggested a game of horseshoes. He knew it was the only thing that would get his dad away from the TV. Sure enough when the shoes began striking the metal pins, Earl appeared at the back door. "You guys playin' shoes?" "Yah dad," said Eric. "Wanna' play?" "Maybe for a little while." They played for two hours and everyone was having a good time except Jim, who was sitting at the table talking on his cell phone and cussing out his estranged wife. "Don't start bitchin' at me Erin. You were fucking that guy at your work, long before I ever started goin' out. Well fuck you too ... bitch." Jim took the cell phone and jammed it down into the remaining potato salad, then sat there staring at nothing, mumbling under his breath. "Hey Bro." Said Eric, "that's not good for the salad." "Don't start with me Eric. Not now." "Sorry Bro." Jim just nodded his head, tears noticeably welling up in his eyes, a look of frustration on his face. His mother started in his direction when Earl said, "Leave him alone Marge. He's not eight anymore." "But Earl ..." "I said leave him alone. He don't need no Goddamn motherin' now," "Bobby," said Jennifer. "Would you like to go for a ride?" "I ... uh ... don't have a car." "We can take mine. I have a little Nissan Z." "Sure if you want." Robert told his mother that he and Jennifer were going out for a ride and he would see them later. They went out to the front and cut across the lawn. Jennifer's sports car was parked in her mother's driveway. "Where are your mom and dad?" "They had to go to a business meeting?" "You know that I hated them when they sent you to Texas." "Yah, me too. You wanna' drive?" "Sure why not." The sports car was a simple four on the floor, but Robert hadn't driven a stick in years. It took a few blocks, but then he was shifting like a Nascar pro. They moved out of the housing tract, then onto the Expressway. The speed limit was seventy but Robert had the little sports car up to eighty-two. "Little sucker has some nags. What's it got, about two hundred horses?" "Two-eighty-seven, and 3.5 liters." Said Jennifer. "When I need a quick orgasm I just take it out on the highway and crank it up. It never fails me. Damn I'm getting damp right now." When Robert saw a Police car on the other side of the Expressway, he took his foot off the gas and backed down to sixty-five, then headed for the off ramp, in case the Police turned around. When he saw where they were, he realized they were almost twenty miles from their parent's houses. "Go down this road," said Jennifer smiling. "Why what's down there?" "Just go." Robert drove down the two-lane road and saw some lights up ahead. There was a gas station and a motel. "Go in there." "In the motel?" Asked Robert. "Well not the gas station, I've got almost a full tank." Robert sat there looking into Jennifer's beautiful green eyes, not sure what to do next. "Do you have money?" asked Jennifer. "Yah." "Well go in and pay the woman for a room." She had the same smile she had years past when they went to the orchard. "A room?" She again smiled, raised her eyebrows, nodding her head. "Yes a room Bobby. Although I am very horney right now, I'm not going to do it in the car like a couple of teenagers. Go on Bobby hurry up." He got out of the little car unsure if everything was real. When he looked back at Jennifer, she motioned with her hand, fingers down as a teacher might do instructing a student to move on. As it was a Sunday night and there was only one car in the parking lot, Robert went into the motel office and a little old lady asked, "Would you like a room young man?" "Yes for two." "You and your wife. Is that correct?" She glared at Robert. "Yes ... my wife ... yes ... my wife and I ... thank you." "Number six has a King sized bed. Did you want a King sized bed?" "That would be fine. Thank you." Robert smiled. "That will be Forty-five dollars and thirty-six cents, including tax. If you need help with your bags, I'll call my son." "No ... no thanks I can handle them." Robert handed her a Fifty-dollar bill. She handed him the key and some change. Robert was so excited he didn't even count it. As he got back in the car he said, "Number Six." Jennifer smiled and hooked her arm in his tightly, which made it a little difficult to shift, so he drove the fifty-foot distance slowly in first gear. He pulled the car up in front of room #6 and got out. Jennifer was already standing in front of the door, her hands clasp in front of her, like a little girl waiting for a treat at Halloween. Robert unlocked the door and Jennifer ran in making a dive and jumping onto the bed. "Come here good lookin'. I want to play." "Oh crap," said Robert. "That's not very romantic, or sexy Robert." "I didn't know this was going to happen, so I didn't bring any condoms." "It seems like the guy is always the last to know." Said Jennifer letting out a little sigh. "Robert I'm on the "Super Pill". "What's that?" "It's the pill you take so when you wake up in the morning, and know that you're not pregnant, you yell "SUPER." Jennifer was on her knees in her tight little white shorts, bouncing a little on the bed. Her green top clashed with the orange wallpaper, and large blue butterflies. "You know Robert, this will only be the third time we will have done it in a bed. We did it once in your bed, when I snuck into your room through your window. Remember, your mother kept banging on your door asking, "Robert, what are you doing in there. All you could say was, nothing mom." The second time was in my bed when my parents went out to an x rated movie, and you had to be twenty-one to get in. They should have just stayed at home and watched us. They could have saved the ten dollars." She then pulled her top over her head, and pulled her shorts down, tossing them across the room. She was just in her matching yellow bra and panties. "Do you like my new panties and bra? I got them just for you." "Yah!" said Robert taking off his shoes. "What do you mean, you got them just for me?" "Your mom told me two weeks ago that you were coming for a visit. You didn't think that I was at her house for her cooking, did you? I want your cock inside of me again Robert. I want you to lick my pussy, to make me cum like no other man ever has. I want you to fuck me until I bleed. Seduce me Bobby." "What?" "You know say something naughty, like you used to do when we were younger." "Jennifer I want to suck your breasts, and lick and suck your nipples. I'm going to take your clit in my mouth and..." "Close enough. Come here. I'm burning up. I want you to fuck me like we used to do in the orchard ... doggie style." By the time he tore off his shirt, and pulled down his pants, Jennifer was on her knees looking over her shoulder, panting, "I'm waiting Bobby." "In a second Jennifer." He said pulling off his jockeys and his socks. "I can't wait a second. Come on." Robert got behind her, took hold of her shiny black panties and pulled them down to her knees. Holding her hips tight he pushed forward, his cock sliding in between her slippery pussy lips. She groaned and said, "I've missed you so much. Fuck me 'baby'." He knew that he was home again, as "baby" was her pet name for Robert when they had gone together. Robert was feeling good. Better than he had in a long time. He had missed his chance when she went away to college, but now she knew what she wanted, and he wanted her. Robert's cock was pushing deep into her pussy over and over again. Jennifer tried to talk dirty to him, but most of what she uttered were just moans and groans. He was moving fast, when he reached around and took hold of her boobs, and squeezed them. She let out a muffled scream and climaxed hard bathing his cock and balls in her juice. This was the same Jennifer as the one he had dated when they were younger, a little older maybe, but just the same. He loved her, and he always would. After the previous night at his brother's apartment, with the college girls, Robert was in no way ready to cum. He was really going to show her what she had missed. He felt a little guilty for the evening before, however that was a different time and a different world. He was with the love of his life now, and he knew that she loved him. Only about thirty seconds had passed since Jennifer had cum. She was moaning loud and ready again. He wondered how long she had gone without sex. Her vagina emitted a gurgling sound, more juice and then she was crying. Robert was really getting into it now. He asked, "Why are you crying honey? Did I hurt you?" "No, no, no, God it feels so good to have you in me again baby. I love you so much. I'm crying because I love you Bobby and I have missed you. Ooooo, God fuck me harder baby shove your giant cock up my pussy. Make me cum again, and then cum in me. I want to feel your hot cum squirting into my pussy. Please baby fill me up." Apparently her arms and legs wouldn't hold her up any more and she slowly eased forward onto the bed lying prone on her stomach. Robert was right with her, still fucking her as hard as he could. He moved forward on her and began fucking her in a downward movement, so his cock would come in contact with her "G" spot. It worked and she came again. Now she was motionless and very quiet so he stopped, his cock still hard. As he slipped out of her she moaned, but said nothing. Grabbing one of the small motel pillows, Robert bunched it up and pushed it under Jennifer's stomach causing her butt to elevate. He then pushed her knees apart and moved his face down between her butt cheeks. Jennifer used to love it when he licked her cunt, constantly begging him for more. Her cute little puckered butt hole was right in front of his nose, as his tongue slid into her vagina, licking and fucking her with it. She was beginning to come back to life and felt him draining the juice out of her. His tongue was now coming in contact with her clitoris. She screamed in to a pillow and began spraying his face. She was in heaven, fucking heaven. Robert slid his arms between her legs and under her thighs almost lifting her off the bed. His strong arms came around, and his hands grabbed her butt. He thought it almost looked like a couple of naked wrestlers in some kind of a weird hold that hadn't been done before. As his fingers took hold of her cheeks, and he spread her open, he poked his tongue into her butt hole. This was something he had never done, but the way she screamed he was sure she liked it. As Robert was holding her up, almost upside down, his lips took hold of her swollen engorged clitoris. He sucked on "the little man in the boat" as though it was a small penis. Her vagina began pumping, opening and closing as though it was groping for his cock. Moving his legs out from under her he laid on his back not letting her go, still sucking in her clit and pussy lips. Jennifer was lost in the fantastic lust he was providing. She had never had sex like this before, even with Robert. She was laying flat on his stomach, and she saw that his cock was pointing toward the ceiling. Jennifer slowly took hold of it with both hands. Pulling it Robert thought she was going to jack him off, however she did something she had never done in the past. She slipped the head of his cock into her mouth and began sucking lightly. Sister, Sister Ch. 02 Sister, Sister: The Return Home Cherry turned off the main highway and followed the shady tree lined county road toward the old family place. It was the home where she and her older brother had grown up. It had been their Grandmothers home. As always, any thoughts about her Grandmother caused a sensuous chill to run up and down her spine. Today she was moving back to the old place to help her brother with the remodeling. At least that was what she had told everyone in town. It was partially true but not the whole truth. The real reason made her shiver harder than the thoughts of Grandmother. As she turned into the driveway leading to the old place, she got her first look at the remodeling. She stopped and got out of her car. The new plaster on the eight-foot walls surrounding the front of the house shone in the sunlight. The new red tile roof showing above the walls was bright and colorful. The place looked better than she had ever seen it. It looked brand new. She would have to drop the old when she thought of the place from now on. The six large oaks surrounding the house on three sides looked dark and green in contrast to the new plaster. The hot still air out here on the drive would be replaced by the cooler air of the shade from those trees she knew as she got back in her car. The fact that she could and would be naked behind those walls would make it even cooler. She felt the muscles in her thighs, sex, stomach, and chest tighten up in series. Being naked in front of her brother would make her hotter than hell and had nothing to do with the weather. She remembered the spanking he had given her the last time she had been here. Squeezing her thighs tightly together, a soft whimper escaped her lips as a tingling itchy feel came from deep inside her sex. She had scratched that itch for the first time with her brother that time also. That had been four months ago and she had not been alone with him since. Her youngest daughter had left Wednesday morning for college. Now it was Friday afternoon as she pulled into the enclosed carport under the trees to the left of the house. She had the weekend off from her job at the motel and had nowhere to be until Monday morning. What she brought with her was not much but she hoped she wouldn't need much in the way of clothing. She had her handbag, a small makeup case with her toiletry items, and one small suitcase. Now her nerves were tingling as she headed for the front gate. As she opened the gate, her brother Ray was coming down the steps from the porch. Her heart skipped a beat as she took in his naked body. He was slightly taller than she was but broad across the shoulders, with narrow hips, and muscular arms and legs. "Good to see you brother." She told him with a big grin as she sat her bags down. Ray grinned as he sweep her up in a bear hug and kissed her. Cherry was laughing so hard that she could hardly kiss him back. When he held her with one arm and swatted her on the butt with the other hand, she quit laughing and kissed him passionately. Cherry brought her legs up and wrapped them around her brother's hips. She could feel the heat of his hot member as it pressed against her sex even through the shorts she wore. She moaned softly and squeezed tighter with her legs wishing she had worn a dress with no panties. A dress with no panties would have gotten her a spanking from Granny all those years ago. A bare handed spanking and possible even a few licks on and in her sopping wet pussy. Both the spankings and licks had set the tempo of her life and she loved it. Ray broke the kiss and swatted her hard on one ass cheek and then the other as she held onto him with her arms and legs. Caressing her ass and then squeezing it, he asked, "Well, what do you think of the old place so far?" "The greeting was yummy." Cherry replied with a big grin. When Ray slapped her ass hard she laughed and whispered, "And it's getting better. If you keep that up it'll be heavenly." "Get off me so I can show you around." Ray told her as he slapped the other ass cheek just as hard. "No way, those pops on my rear end are feeling better and better," Cherry whispered with a whimpering moan. "They'd feel even better without those shorts." Cherry gave out with the little whimpering moan again and lowered her feet to the ground. "That so true," she whispered as she whipped her tee shirt off over her head. She tossed the shirt at her brother as her hands came up to caress her small breasts and tease her hard nipples. As she pinched and then twisted the hard nubs she whispered, "See what you do to me." Ray reached over and hung the shirt on a peg in the wall by the gate. Cherry wiggled out of the shorts quickly and started to hang them up with the shirt but Ray's hand intercepted hers. He took the shorts and flipped them so that the inner crotch was accessible and brought them up to his nose. He took a deep sniff and grinned. "I don't have to see it, I can smell it. There's no sweeter smell in the world." Cherry moaned as she remembered what he had said about carrying her panties around with him for so many years. That he had done that and used her scent to masturbate to was unreal in one sense but sexy and sensual in another. She had teased him unmercifully when they were kids and got him in all kinds of trouble but he loved her in spite of it or possible because of it. She knew that she loved him and always had. He had taught her about blowjobs and she had taught him to eat pussy. Without thinking about it, she dropped to her knees and inhaled his hard thick dick to the very base. Sweeping her tongue back and forth over the ridge along the bottom, she lifted her head slowly holding a tight suction. Ray had made a grunting sound as she had sucked him in and then he moaned softly as she came back up. She released him from her mouth and planted a kiss on the head. "I like taste better than smell," she whispered looking up at him. "So do I in your case, so guess what I'm having for dessert tonight right in the middle of grandmother's kitchen table." Cherry gave a shivering shake and grinned. "That was always one of my biggest fantasies. You fucked me there last time I was here but I was to crazy by the time you did for it to register properly." Ray reached down to his sister and pulled her to her feet when she took his hands. "Things are nowhere near finished around here but they are going faster and better than I first thought they would." Cherry looked around the courtyard. The plaster was clean and new in here also. She noticed a new platform and steps in the corner of the wall. The platform had two levels. "What's that over there?" "I call it an observation deck. One level allows you to see over the wall while standing and the other is for sitting. I figure it would be a good place to sun or just sit and watch the surrounding countryside." "Hey, I like that. The walls are good for privacy but they sure block the view. The only way to see out before was the windows at each end of the house." The T shaped house had the courtyard closing off the front of the T. The back was enclosed the same way. The house was almost two hundred years old and when it was built, it was built as a fortress for some cattle baron. It had withstood Indians, bandits, and even a couple of tornados. "I've added some cameras around the top of the wall to help with the view and security. I've also added some detection equipment down at the gate to tell us when someone is coming up the driveway." "Cool," Cherry said and then grinned mischievously. "Can the cameras be turned to view the inside of the courtyard?" Ray knew exactly what his sister was thinking. "Yeah they can and I can record off of them with a remote control if I want to." Cherry gave a little shiver and asked, "Will I be able to tell if you're recording?" "Nope." Ray told her. "You'll only know if I put it up on one of the monitors in the house to show you. Later on, I'm going to dedicate one monitor just to show loops on." With a soft whimper, Cherry reached up and pinched her nipples hard. "I've never seen myself like that before," she whispered. "Neither have your daughters," Ray teased. "You wouldn't!" Cherry said. "Actually, I would and I will. I'll record them when they come out here." "That would be one way to break the ice for the youngest but Sherry the oldest will be out of her clothes quicker than me. I've told her stories about our spankings on the nail over the front gate and she has always wanted to come out here. We never did but she'd jump at the chance if we offered it." Cherry told him and then took a deep shivering breath. "I wonder if she would come as hard as I used to." "As you still do," Ray corrected her. Cherry grinned and nodded as her eyes ran over the porch with new boards in places and repaired railings. She noted that the steps were wider now and had a wrought iron trellis and handrails. "I like the trellis." She told her brother. "It'll look even better with flowering vines growing on it." "Let me show you something special about it," Ray said leading Cherry over to it by her hand. "Here stand on the lower step and face the courtyard." He told her. When she did, he lifted her arm and slipped a looped strap over her wrist. Then he stepped around behind her, lifted her other arm and slipped a strap over that wrist. When he pushed her forward, she stepped off the step. As her arms came tight above her head, Cherry gasped and then moaned softly. Ray knelt by her right foot and pulled it over toward the rail. The wrist straps grew tighter and then Cherry felt a strap going around her ankle. Her breath caught slightly as he went to her other leg and moved it out to attach a strap to it. She was now spread eagled under the trellis. "I built the trellis extra strong just for this reason." Ray told her. "I think it'll be much better than the nail over the door except for certain family occasions. What do you think?" Cherry pulled on the straps and whimpered softly. "I've never been this tied up before. It's kind of scary but very exciting at the same time. Is this one of the things you've learned since you left home?" "Oh yes, I did say I'd learned some stuff didn't I. Yeah, this is one of them, one of many I might add." He replied as he reached around and ran his palms in small tight circles lightly over his sister's nipples. She whimpered softly and tried to press her breast more firmly to his palms. His hands moved out as her chest moved and then he stepped up behind her to press his hard-on against the cleft in her ass. Cherry moaned loudly at the hot feel of his dick. She pushed her ass back tighter to him. "There are so many ways that I can tease and please you tied up like this," Ray whispered in her ear. "Ways that you have never even thought about before." His hands coursed down her body from her breasts to her thighs and then back up again. "If I added a blindfold then things would become even more intense. You wouldn't know what I was going to do next or when." "I don't know what you're going to do now," Cherry whispered as she rubbed her ass against her brother. "One day I'm going to fuck you in that tight little ass of yours," Ray whispered back. Cherry gasped loudly and whimpered. "I.... Uh... I've...." She stammered. "You've never been fucked there have you?" Ray asked softly. When Cherry shook her head, he chuckled and kissed her neck. "It'll drive you nuts, especially if I can find someone to lick your sweet pussy while I do. Maybe your daughter would like that job." Cherry groaned loudly as her hips jerked and twitched. "Are you coming?" Ray asked in a soft whisper. Cherry nodded sharply and then gasped as Ray pinched, pulled, and twisted her nipples. Her orgasm had been slacking off and when he did, it shot back up several notches. She was now hanging with most of her weight on her wrists; her legs were not holding her up very well. "The mind is the biggest and strongest sex organ in the body," Ray whispered in Cherry's ear. ***** A bit later, Cherry was sitting in the porch swing sipping on a glass of iced tea. Each time she raised the glass to take a sip the cold sweat off the glass would drip onto her breasts or in her lap. She would give a little jerk or a quick shiver when it did. Ray sat in the old kitchen chair with his feet propped up on the rail watching her. He would smile as she jerked or shivered. She had a paper napkin for the glass but did not use it. She liked the cold splashes of water on her skin and even aimed them at her nipples or clit. As an old hand at reading people, this told Ray far more than any questions he might have asked. His sister had always shown masochistic tendencies and liked pain in the form of spankings. He was that way also. It came from their grandmother and her stern discipline when they were young. Now he was the one in charge and Cherry had liked if not loved everything he had done to her so far. Unlike granny, he did not do it for discipline. He did it because he like to do it and because it gave his sister deep pleasure. He had let her hang in the trellis until her legs would hold her and then he had released her. Cherry had looked a little disappointed when he did. He knew she had expected a spanking and had wanted one. She would get one but it would be later over his knees. She would sit gingerly throughout supper. Right now, it was time to let her mind work for a while. The house had four bedrooms, a kitchen, a living room, and three bathrooms. One bedroom was his, one was an office, the third would be a guest room, and the fourth would be very special and very private. It was the room that would get into Cherry's head. "Come on let me show you the insides of the house." Ray told his sister as he dropped his feet to the floor and stood up. Cherry stood and followed him through the front door into the living room. The wall between here and the kitchen had been replaced with a long wide counter. Columns along its length supported the ceiling. She noted straps like the ones on the trellis on the columns, top, and bottom. To anyone else those straps could mean anything but to her they were cause to shiver and whimper. "I like the new counter and without the wall this room looks larger." She told her brother to cover her excitement. Ray had noted the way she had acted when she saw the straps and grinned. Things were going as planned. "There are straps on the other side of the counter also." He replied and then chuckled as Cherry shivered again. "You think of everything," she whispered. "We need to paint in here this weekend," he said changing the subject. "In fact, the only rooms that don't need painting are the kitchen, my bedroom, and the master bath." Cherry had walked over to the counter and was leaning over it looking at the kitchen. It was all new. The counter had a padded edge that caught her right at the hips. It was just the right height for a good hard spanking. Ray knelt down behind his sister, spread her legs, and wrapped a cuff with Velcro closures around each ankle. Cherry did not resist him in any way. In fact, her breathing got faster. Then he stood up and walked into the kitchen. He was smiling as she held out one hand to present her wrist. "You learn fast," he said with a chuckle as he applied similar cuffs to her wrists, pulling her prone across the counter. "There are three sets of these, by the way." Cherry whimpered at the thought and tested the restraints. "This is scarier than the trellis. Out there, I could see by twisting or turning. I can't do that here." "You wouldn't be able to tell who was spanking you or fucking or eating your sweet pussy. If I restrained you the other way it would be even worse with your back bent and your feet off the floor." Cherry made a whimpering moaning sound and whispered, "Can I have a spanking now?" "Not yet but don't worry, you'll get one right before supper. I want your ass nice and hot and stinging when I have you for dessert." "Would you spank me like I am now? The cool counter on my breasts and belly and your hand making my ass all hot and red, I'd probably come my brains out." "I was going to put you across my lap but...." Ray told her. Cherry moaned and then whispered, "Oh God, that sounds good also." "Maybe I'll do both. I could spank you here before supper and over my knees before I have you for dessert." When his sister moaned even louder he smiled and added, "I think you like that idea so that's the plan." "How long will it be before supper?" Cherry asked quickly, a soft whimpering sound of lust in her voice. "Oh, an hour and a half, maybe two." He told her as he undid the strap on her left wrist. When he moved over to undo the right wrist, Cherry lowered her head and sucked on the head of his dick greedily. Ray came up on his toes, forcing more of his fat dick into her mouth. Cherry moaned softly and swirled her tongue around the head. Her tongue was doing wonderful things to the head of his dick so Ray stayed where he was and let her have her way. Cherry was whimpering and moaning as she sucked on him. He could see her straining to get more of him in her mouth but the straps on her ankles and the counter prevented it. When he felt the first stirrings of an orgasm, Ray came down off his toes and stepped back. Cherry made a frustrated whimpering sound as his dick came out of her mouth. As he turned to walk around the counter she whispered, "Please." Frustration and lust was heavy in her voice. Walking up behind his sister, Ray pressed his dick between the satiny cheeks of her ass. Cherry moaned and pushed back hard against his hot dick. "Just hold that thought. After I eat your sweet pussy, I plan to fuck you long and hard right here where you are now." A shivering shake ran up and down Cherry's body. "I... I... I don't know if I could take all of that and live." "Oh, you'll live alright and you'll love every minute of it. We have a lot of years to catch up on since we left this place and tonight is going to be the royal start to a long and lusty relationship." "I've already had three small orgasms and you haven't even touched my pussy or spanked me yet." Cherry confessed. Ray grinned as he stepped back and squatted down. He blew his hot breath across her anus and then licked one ass cheek and then the other. Cherry gasped at the first and pushed her ass back at the licks. With a chuckle, Ray undid the cuffs on her ankles and stood up. His hand landing on her ass cheek, sounded loud and sharp in the enclosed space of the living room. Cherry gave out with a jerk and a barking yell and then laid still and whimpered expectantly. "Not yet." Ray told her. "I've got supper simmering on the stove, so we have time for me to show you the rest of the house." Cherry pushed up on her hands and looked at her brother over her shoulder. "You're mean." Ray laughed and ran his fingers lightly over the red handprint on her ass. "Yes and you love it." He told her. "As a matter of fact...." Cherry whispered as she straightened up. "Ok, let's see the rest of the house." ***** The master bedroom and bath were off the right side of the living room. The bedroom had been big when it was their grandmother's room but now it seemed even larger. Ray had the wall around the bathroom lowered to the same counter height as between the living room and the kitchen. It had the same type of supports and of course cuffs. Cherry toyed with one of the straps as she looked around. A huge canopy bed dominated the far wall and the heavy oak furnishings were polished and glowing. The deep pile carpeting had lots of padding under it and gave easily as she shifted her weight on her feet. Sister, Sister Ch. 02 "I like the bed." Ray grinned and said cryptically, "By the time you learn all it's secrets you'll love it." Cherry looked at him a moment and when he did not say anything else she turned to look at the bathroom. A large shower in one corner and an even larger tub in the other were the focal points of the room. A vanity with two sinks ran along the back wall. "Nice, very nice," she whispered. "I can see us in the shower together and in the tub also." "That's the idea," Ray said as he stepped up behind her. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her neck. Cherry leaned back against him and murmured with pleasure as his hands caressed and squeezed her breasts. His lips, teeth, and tongue on her shoulder and neck made her whimper softly. She loved the attention he was showing her and loved the smooth way he had with her body even more. With a shiver she whispered, "I'm going to come again if you're not careful." "So? Multiple orgasms are going to be a fact of life." Ray replied as he stepped back. Cherry whined softly as he turned and walked toward the door. "You're being mean again." "No, I'm showing you the rest of the house." "You're teasing the hell out of me and I'm enjoying every second of it," Cherry said with a giggly laugh. They went back through the living room to the other end of the house. This was the head of the T. A long hall ran both ways. There was the guest room to the right, the office was straight ahead, and the bathroom was in the middle between the two. The last room was to the left and the largest on this end of the house. There was not much to see in any of the rooms at present. All the furnishings were still in town in storage until the painting and final touches were finished. Ray had explained each room as they went through them. All but the last one, that is. Cherry had looked around the large room. There was no carpet in any of the other rooms on this end of the house yet. The bathroom was tiled and had a slate floor. This room had tile in places on the walls and a parquet floor. The large square column in the center of the room drew her attention and for some reason she shivered. Her minds eye showed her pictures of being tied to that post. Pictures of her daughters tied with her made her moan softly. Ray had watched his sister and noted her eyeing the column in the middle of the room. "That column will be one of the focal points of this room among others," he said cryptically. "The four walls will be the directions of lust, power, patience, and pleasure." When Cherry turned and looked at him questioningly, he grinned and replied, "You will learn in time. For now, let's just say it's something I've learned over the years." Cherry gave a deep shiver and went over to wrap her arms around the center post. It was eighteen inches square and rounded on the edges. It was smooth with many coats of varnish and felt slick and slippery against her skin. "I have the idea that I'm going to be very good friends with this post," she whispered softly. "By the time I get this room furnished and decorated the way I want it, you will be friends with the whole room and love it dearly. Just thinking about this room will make you come." Ray told her. Cherry moaned softly and rubbed herself on the post. She had no idea what her brother was talking about but she knew he was right. Granny had bent the branch for each of them and now they were back together to finish shaping the family tree. Ray walked up behind his sister, put his arms around her, and hugged the post. His hot hard dick pressed tightly in the crack of her ass. She was between him and the post and could not move. Not that she wanted to, she was on the verge of another orgasm. Cherry moaned softly and wiggled her ass from side to side. She wanted to be fucked but knew it was not going to happen when Ray took a step back and swatted her on the ass. She let out a moaning whimper as she released the post and turned around. Ray was walking down the hall away from her. ***** Ray was in the kitchen checking on supper when Cherry entered the living room. "Go get our tea glasses please, it's getting close to time for supper." He told her. Cherry gave a shivering shake and did as he asked. All the way out on the porch and back, all she could think about was the spanking he was going to give her. By the time, she returned and sat the glasses on the counter she was so wet that she could feel it trickling down her inner thighs. She leaned over the counter and spread her legs wide as she gripped the far side of the cool top. The soft padding pressed on her hips and her belly right above her mound. Her breasts pressed tightly to the cold top. She was so ready. Ray was ignoring her as he refilled the glasses with tea and ice. He had already seen all he needed to see when his sister bent over the counter. She would be coming her brains out very quickly when he started the spanking and she would come for as long as he continued it. He took his time and made her wait. She was whimpering softly as he sat the glasses on the dinning table. With a grin, he came up behind Cherry and pressed his hard-on between the cheeks of her ass tightly, as he ran his hands up and down her back. She moaned softly at the firm pressure as he massaged her back and then her shoulders. He used her shoulders to pull her back tighter to him as he massaged them. Cherry wiggled her ass from side to side feeling Ray's dick slip even farther between her ass cheeks. Ray suddenly stepped back and squatted down. He spread her feet wider apart and put a cuff on each ankle. He paused a moment to caress and then kiss her ass cheeks. Cherry whimpered softly from time to time and moaned as he took a long lick up the cleft of her ass. He stood up and walked around the counter to the kitchen side. He stood close enough for Cherry to suck on just the head of his dick as he attached the straps to her wrists. Her mouth and tongue felt wonderful. Again, he allowed her to have her way until he felt the first stirrings of an orgasm. Stepping back, Ray pulled on the adjustable straps. Cherry gave out with a little gasp of surprise, as her arms were pulled tighter. She was now held firmly and tightly across the counter. She pulled at the straps and then moaned loudly as Ray massaged her back from this side. His dick was close to her face but out of reach of her mouth. She made a soft frustrated sound and wiggled on the counter. Ray's big hand landed solidly and loudly on her ass. Cherry gasped and then gasped again as it landed on the other ass cheek. Ray took his time walking back around to the living room side of the counter. Cherry jerked and gave out with a whimpering moan as his hand caressed both cheeks for a moment. He swatted her sharply on one cheek and then the other several times in quick succession. Cherry's breathing was hard and rapid, as he ran one finger down the cleft of her ass, and paused to tease her anus. When her breath caught for a second, Ray moved his finger lower, and dipped it into her wet sex. He fingered her hot opening for a few seconds. When Cherry took a shuddery breath, Ray moved his finger back up to her asshole and pressed it to the tight opening. He held pressure against the tight ring of muscles guarding her there and waited. Slowly over the next couple of minutes, the finger sank into her ass. Cherry was whimpering and shaking the whole time. Leaning over the counter Ray whispered, "That's just my fingertip. Just think what my whole dick would feel like." A shivering shake ran up and down his sister's body and then she moaned loudly as he pulled the finger out. "But that's for later," he whispered as he caressed her warm ass. "Now is the time for your spanking." Before Cherry could react or say anything, his hand was smacking her ass hard and fast. He used the same ten licks and then a few seconds of caressing just like Granny had. By the time he stopped, Cherry had had at least two small orgasms and both cheeks of her ass were red and very hot. He let her lay there a few minutes and then ran his hand between her parted thighs and over her slick outer lips. He held his hand cupping her sex for a moment and then rubbed her allowing his middle finger to follow along in her drenched slit. His fingertip would tease her hot slippery opening. He could feel it clenching and grasping at his finger. Then he would slide it along her slit until he could roll her clit around in tight circles. Cherry was shaking all over but she held her hips stiff and still. Ray knew from his watching when they were younger that if she moved her hips in any way Granny would have given her several more slaps on the ass and that would be the end. The longer she could hold still the longer Granny would have teased her. Finally, Cherry was so close to a mind blowing orgasm that she could not help herself. Her hips twitched and then jerked. Ray took his hand away for a second and then jammed two fingers in her pussy as deep and as hard as they would go. With a long drawn out yell, Cherry went up in flames, her hips jerking and bucking against the intruding fingers. Ray grinned as he held the fingers still and let her orgasm run its course. Her heat was unbelievable; as was the way, her inner muscles were grabbing and squeezing his fingers. Just thinking about the way she had felt wrapped around his dick that one time made him groan softly. ***** Dinner was a quiet affair except for a few "please pass this and please pass that." Plus the occasional whimper from Cherry as she shifted her ass on the hard oak chair. Ray had to control himself as she shifted. He could hear the soft squishing sound from the wetness between her thighs and wanted to grin. Cherry ate sparingly and kept glancing at him from the corner of her eye. Finally, she whispered, "That was the hardest I've ever come in my life. Anymore and I would have died." Now Ray did grin. "Darling sister, you haven't even scratched the surface yet." Cherry looked at him as if he was crazy. Ray laughed and shook his head. "Just wait and see." He told her. ***** After supper, they cleared the table and cleaned the kitchen. By the time they were finished, Cherry was all antsy and nervous. When Ray made a pot of coffee, she asked, "When should I serve dessert?" "After I've had a cup of coffee and my supper has settled a little." He told her softly. "Anticipation is a wonderful thing." "Maybe for you it is but for me its torture," Cherry whispered. "That last orgasm is in my mind and what you said about it being just the surface is even more so." Ray nodded. "Then the anticipation is doing what it's supposed to do. It's building you up and making you more aware as the time passes." "It's driving me crazy," Cherry whispered and then giggled. "Or is that crazier." "Crazier would be if it had no effect on you." Cherry seemed to consider this as Ray poured himself a cup of coffee and stirred in a spoon of sugar. When he finished, he took a sip and then said, "Why don't you climb up on the table while I have my coffee. You can rest and relax while I contemplate desert." "What about my spanking over your lap? I thought...." She let the sentence hang as Ray smiled and nodded. "Don't worry, you'll get your spanking first, but I want to look at your wet pussy and maybe even sample the flavor a little." Cherry moaned softly as she climbed up on the table. As she turned around and sat on the edge, she shivered. "I always wanted you to eat my pussy on this old table, Granny's old table. I wanted to be able to eat meals here and smile at what we had done on it." Ray smiled. "Granny was never out of here long enough for that to happen. Only on shopping day could it have happened but she always took you with her." Cherry giggled and laid back on the table bringing her feet up to hook her heels on the edge next to her ass. Her knees were spread wide, her pussy on display right in front of her brother's face. "If she could see me now she would explode in a fit of anger that would get us both killed." "You mean me killed. It would be my fault in her mind even if you were always the instigator," Ray said softly as he leaned forward and licked upward along the inside of Cherry's left thigh. With a gasp, Cherry jerked and whispered sharply, "Your tongue is so hot!" "The coffee is good for more than my pleasure." Ray replied before he licked her other inner thigh. Cherry jerked again and asked, "Where on earth did you learn all this stuff?" "Here, there, almost everywhere." Ray replied with a grin. "A lot of it is just common sense and an active inquiring imagination. Kind of the old what will this button do, type questions. An action and a reaction." "You sure are doing a good job of pushing all my right buttons," Cherry whispered. Then she moaned and lifted her hips as Ray's hot tongue slid across her outer lips. A second later his tongue was gone and didn't return. Cherry lay motionless on the table for nearly a minute before she looked for him. Ray smiled as he refilled his coffee cup at the counter across the room. He knew she had expected more licks on her slippery outer lips or maybe even a lick along her slit. "There you are," Cherry whispered. "Yes, here I am." Ray replied as he returned to the table still smiling. He sat his coffee off to the side of her hip and held out his hands. Cherry took them and he pulled her up to a sitting position. Her face held that breathy lusty look of anticipation as he sat down in the chair and patted his lap. Cherry slipped off the table and stood between his knees for a second. She contemplated dropping to her knees and sucking his hard dick. It looked so inviting standing up against his lower belly. The tip was all slick and shiny with pre-cum. She suddenly realized he was as excited as she was. When he patted his thighs again, she whimpered sharply, moved to the side, and lay down across his lap. Ray leaned on her shoulder blades with his left arm while he spread her knees wider with his right hand and foot. Once he had her positioned the way her wanted her he caressed her warm pink ass cheeks lightly. "You have a perfect ass for spanking. It's firm but springy and nicely rounded. When you're bent over my lap it sticks up nicely at just the right angle." Cherry whimpered expectantly, waiting for the first blow to her ass. Ray grinned. He knew this was the part that got to her the most, the anticipation, the waiting for the spanking to start. He could see her anus and the opening to her sex contracting and relaxing. "Your ass is still pink and warm from the last spanking. Maybe I should just have my desert and save this spanking for later," Ray said teasing his sister. "No!" Cherry said sharply. That changed to a gasping yell as Ray's big hand landed solidly on her ass. "I don't remember asking you," Ray said as his hand rose and fell again. It made a meaty sound as it landed. Cherry now had two solid red handprints, one on each cheek. She yelled again and tried to wiggle forward. That just put her tighter against Ray's thighs. His hand took up a steady rhythm of ten slaps and then a caress or two. The blows were less forceful than the first two but not by much. He spread the spanking out to cover her whole ass. By the time he was finished, Cherry was crying but her hips were jerking and twitching as her ass flexed up and down. She was coming wildly and had been for sometime. Ray held her tightly to his lap and rubbed her red ass in slow firm circles, covering the whole area as he went. Cherry was down to whimpering sobs and her ass stilled before he stopped rubbing her. He was tempted to touch her pussy but did not dare. She would go off like a rocket again if he did and he wanted to be eating her pussy when that happened. He could feel his dick hot and throbbing against her hip. Their flexing had rubbed him almost to orgasm. He was still on the ragged edge and could feel tightness in his balls that was close to painful. It was time to have his desert but he had to wait on his sister to recover a little. "Did Granny ever spank you like this?" He asked on the spur of the moment. Cherry nodded and moaned softly. "I would make a mistake or do something wrong here in the kitchen. She would jerk down my shorts or flip up my skirt and pull me across her knees. Her hands were small but she knew how to use them." "Did you make mistakes on purpose?" Cherry giggled. "Often. Even more so as I grew older." "Did you come as hard then as you just did?" Cherry hesitated in thought and then shook her head. "No. No, I didn't. I came ever time but they were small sharp orgasms that seemed to link together." "So, why do you come so hard when I spank you?" Again, Cherry paused in thought. "It's the force of your spankings and your large hard hand for one thing and you are my brother for another. Just the thought of you spanking me almost makes me come." "Why is that?" Cherry giggled and squirmed on her brother's lap. "Because I always wanted to fuck you or suck your dick and Granny knew it. I never said so much to her but she knew. She was bound and determined to beat the devil as she called it, out of me." Wiggling backwards, Cherry slipped off Ray's lap and knelt beside his thighs. Her eyes went to his hard dick and she licked her lips. "I tormented you as a way of tormenting Granny. You spanking me is a payback for all that torture I put you through." "That doesn't answer my question though." Ray told her. "Because you are my brother and I love you." Cherry answered as her eyes came up to looking into his. Ray smiled and nodded. "I love you too." Cherry smiled back at him and stood up. She shifted her hips from side to side and the smile became a grin. "Your dessert is squishy," she whispered and then giggled. "That's just the way I like it," Ray said as he patted the tabletop. Cherry moved around in front of him and then climbed up to sit on the table. She took a hissing breath as her hot red ass touched the cold polished wood. She whimpered softly as she laid back and lifted her heels to the edge of the wood. Ray's eyes took in the wetness of his sister's inner thighs and openly displayed sex. "Oh yes, that looks perfect," he whispered as he leaned forward and took a deep breath through his nose. "It smells delicious also." Cherry started to giggle but it was cut short with a loud sharp gasp as Ray's wide hot tongue licked her inner thigh. "It tastes even better than before," he whispered before he licked the other thigh. Cherry spread her thighs wider with a soft drawn out moan. Ray spent a lot of time cleaning up the tasty juices from his sister's sensitive inner thighs. He loved her taste, so sweet and earthy at the same time and he was teasing her unmercifully. He would lick and suck on the tender flesh almost to her pussy but not quite. Cherry would roll her hips upward trying to get him to lick her sex. She wanted his tongue on and in her pussy so bad and the feeling was growing stronger by the minute. She wanted to raise her hips but fought the urge. She was afraid that if she did, her brother would sit back and abandon her. Ray's hands on the backs of her thighs right below the knees took her by surprise. He pushed her legs up and forward until her knees were almost by her ears. Her sex was rolled upward almost vertical, her vagina pulled open right below his face. Cherry yelled and jerked as Ray stabbed his tongue into her depths repeatedly. Then he circled the rosebud of her anus lightly. Cherry whimpered and then groaned as he licked her there more firmly. She gave herself over to the feeling her brother was generating. Sister, Sister Ch. 02 Ray lifted his head and looked along his sister's taught body. "How does it feel to be dessert on grandma's table?" He asked in a whisper. Cherry whimpered softly and then yelled as he buried his tongue in her sex. He didn't eat her sweet pussy, he devoured it from her puckered anus to her clit. Back and forth, up and down along her slit, he applied everything he had learned in the past twenty years to getting his sister off and then some. Cherry was bucking, jerking, and yelling for a good five minutes. He marveled at her lustiness and stamina. Finally, he lifted his head, stood up, and rammed his dick home in her sopping wet hot pussy to the hilt in one hard thrust. Cherry half sat up on the table and yelled one time, her eyes and mouth wide open. Ray let his hands slide down her thighs until he had a grip where her thigh met her hip. He pulled back and fucked her hard, deep, and fast. Cherry grabbed his arms to hold herself up, her eyes closing but her mouth stayed open in a silent yell. It only took a few dozen strokes for Ray to come long and hard. He slammed into his sister one more time and held her tightly as his hips shivered and jerked. Cherry made a deep growling sound deep in her chest. ***** Ray ended up carrying Cherry to the master bedroom. He laid her on the bed and climbed in beside her. She was asleep by the time he pulled the comforter up over them and he wasn't far behind. Sister - Sister Ch. 02 "Honey you don't have to do that. You never wanted too before." Removing her mouth for a few seconds, she licked up and down the engorged shaft, causing Robert to groan. She said, "Baby, if you love me enough to stick your tongue in my butt, I can suck your cock; besides I really like the way it feels in my mouth." Jennifer licked it again, this time from his balls to the end of his cock. "Damn," she said. "Why didn't I do this when we were going together?" "You thought it was gross." "I was young and dumb. I'm sorry." His cock again disappeared into her mouth and she sucked harder, as Robert slid his tongue into her bright red pussy. He was fascinated as her vagina was making involuntary contractions apparently attempting to suck his tongue into its depths. Her vagina was doing the same thing to Robert's tongue that her mouth was doing to his cock. All he really had to do was just relax, as if any guy could relax with a beautiful girl who had her mouth on his penis. He was beginning to get that devastating feeling again, the one he had experienced so many times in the orchard. He felt it his back, a slight pain but a good pain. He then felt a tightening in his balls. She was going to make him cum in her mouth. He couldn't believe it. When they were younger he would have never have suggested it. Suddenly she stopped, raised her head and moaned loudly. Her sweet delectable juices began dribbling out of her pussy. He sucked them up and moved his mouth all around her saturated slippery pussy lips, causing her to be at the height of her pleasure. She groaned again and more liquid came dribbling out. "Wait ... wait ... Jesus Bobby!" Now it was like she was frozen in time, not moving her discharge oozing down from her pink pussy on to his mouth and chin. He hesitated, knowing he had pushed her over some sexual precipice, and she didn't want to move for the fear of what was yet to come. He pulled one arm free and very slowly, pushed a finger into her swollen vagina, saturating it. "God no baby ... wait." Pulling his finger free, Robert slowly entered her sphincter to his second knuckle, and then began to finger fuck her ass. "Aaaaaaaaa." She cried in a high-pitched voice. That had done it. It had been like opening floodgates on a dam. He thought for just a second she was peeing, but the unmistakable viscosity and the taste of her delightful juice, couldn't be urine. She was climaxing like he had never witnessed before. Her orgasm could go into the "Gunnies World Book" thought Robert. He now knew that his little girl was now a complete woman. She slumped forward, not letting go of his swollen penis. She had wanted to complete what she had been doing to him, but he couldn't have incapacitated her more if he had struck her on her chin and knocked her out. It was fine. His selfishness had paid off. More than anything in the world he had wanted to pleasure her, and he had done it. No matter what occurred from that time on, Robert knew sex would never be the same for his little girl. He had pushed all of her love buttons, and she was out. After ten minutes her juice had slowed down to an occasional drip. She had not moved however, so he knew that he had too make the effort. Although he was enjoying the little sucking pulsating show her vagina was performing for him, he knew they couldn't spend the next several hours in this position. First he slowly moved her sculptured legs to the left, and eased out from under her a little. He stopped for a few seconds as not to startle her. Then he very slowly pulled his legs free and moved away from her on the bed. As Robert lay next to her, staring at her he thought she looked like a Renoir painting, only a little thinner. He smiled as he felt Renoir would have given his left nut to paint such a lovely sight. Her ass was gorgeous. At least as nice as any he had ever seen in playboy. He loved her beautiful ass. To Be Continued ... Sister - Sister Ch. 03 Although he felt deep empathy for her condition, Robert's cock was extremely hard and he knew his balls were turning the color of the butterflies on the wall. They were filled with cum and he was in some serious pain. He wondered if fucking her at that moment would be adding insult to injury. "I'm sorry honey, but I can't take it anymore." Robert's words fell on deaf ears however. As he moved on top of her, he saw her cute little butt. The butt of his dreams, he thought. Placing one knee on the outside of her left thigh, he swung his right leg over; as he had seen many cowboys do in the movies. He was now sitting astride her looking down at her beautiful rear end. Between her cheeks, her pussy was still dripping and oozing the cream of total satisfaction. But now it was his turn. He took hold of his penis and guided it into her still pulsing vagina. As she realized what was occurring, she moaned, "No baby ... it's to much ... wait ... wait a minute." Robert could not wait any longer, and moved forward plunging his cock into her. She groaned again as the tip of his penis came in contact with her cervix. It felt wonderful and she shifted her hips up to help him fuck her, as much as she could in her condition. Robert, appreciated her efforts however, he needed no help. Everything was there. The girl he had always loved, who had loved him. His hard penis and her dripping pussy; and most of all a screaming need in his brain to fuck her and shoot all of his hot cum deep into her. It was a delectable feeling, and he moved very slowly at first. He smiled, as she would let out a little groan each time he shoved into her. The feeling began to be overwhelming, and he was now moving with mechanical precision. He was again fucking his girlfriend as he had done countless times in the past, and she was beginning to respond. "Oh God; oh God; oh God," she muttered almost in a whisper. "Fuck me Bobby, fuck me hard baby. I want you." Robert had pulled so hard on her pelvis that she was now up on her knees and pushing her butt back into him with all of her remaining strength. His perspiration was running off of his forehead and splashing on Jennifer's back. She felt it and cried out as it though it was acid. They were no longer Jennifer and Robert, two separate entities. They had come together and they were one. He had heard the priest say the words at several weddings, however until this moment the real meaning had eluded him. Now he understood. They were two persons attached though a symbiotic like relationship, and had become one, relying on each other for the extreme pleasure no other persons could provide them. Robert again felt the back pain, the tingling in his thighs and his balls tightening as though they were in velvet vice. All of the signs were there, and relief was eminent. Just as Robert's sperm was forcing its way toward the tip of his cock, Jennifer expelled an ear-piercing scream, which was closely followed by a sound that Robert thought at first was a firecracker exploding in her vagina. He quickly realized that she had the mother of all orgasms. Nether of them moved for several moments. He was holding her hips, as though the two of them were connected. At that point she was unconcerned with the world and hugged her pillow like a little girl, ready for dreamland. With a resounding "Uhhhhhhh" from Jennifer's lips, due to her strong and uncontrollable desire for him to remain inside of her, a painful emptiness in her vagina was created when he pulled his cock free. He then helped her lay down on her stomach, and as she was so wet from his perspiration, he covered her with the sheet, which began to soak up all of the moisture. Lying down next to her, he thought of the many painful nights and days he had been without her. He smiled to himself knowing things would be different now. She was his totally, and would remain that way until his dying day. As Robert lay back, the wonderfully satisfaction of sex induced sleep overtook him. She had made him complete. Robert awakened to a dream of a little frightened girl of eight crying, in what looked to be a dark damp basement. She was tied to a chair, her arms and legs bound with towels. He sat up in bed, looking around realizing that he and Jennifer were still at the motel. His heart was beating rapidly, due to the dream and his movements had awakened Jennifer to a state between sleep and consciousness. Robert sat up against the bed board, recalling the dream in its entirety. He seemed to recall having the dream before, or had it been a reality, he couldn't be sure, however he was sure that there was a part of the dream that was missing. "God." Said Jennifer, in an unintelligible Midwestern Ohio accent. "Were you trying to kill me Robert, because you almost succeeded? I don't think my arms and legs work anymore. What time is it anyway?" "Two in the morning," said Robert, glancing at the digital clock on the TV set, its large red letters illuminating the room, turning some of the wallpaper butterflies purple. "Come here Robert and cuddle up, so we can sleep a little more." Robert moved down and cuddled with his girl, hoping the dream would not return. Although he knew it had not been about him, he hadn't been quite that frightened in a long time. He was a little scared to go back to sleep, so he laid there planning their future. He knew that he had enough in the bank for a down payment on a modest home in Santa Barbara. There were new houses being built near Parma Park, with wonderful views of the Pacific Ocean. They were still young enough to have a child of their own; and maybe even two. It would be a great family. Her two kids and one or two of their own. He would leave it up to her, as she was the one who would suffer the discomfort of pregnancy and the pain of childbirth. The only thing holding them back was her divorce. Robert awoke at five o'clock, just as the dawn was chasing away the night. He had a strange feeling. He was on his back naked and Jennifer was on her knees by his midsection, her mouth on his penis, sucking him. "What ... what's ..." She removed he mouth from his cock, however continued to jack him off and asked, "I'm sorry, did I wake you? It just looked so tasty, I wanted to try again." "Please," said Robert. "Please continue." Jennifer smiled, and then went back to her chore of draining Robert's testicles. He laid back, closed his eyes and enjoyed what she was doing. He thought heaven would never be like this. All of the angels would be ironing their sheets, dusting clouds, having their halos charged and polished. He would probably the one assigned to throwing lighting bolts down to earth. But there wouldn't be any sex. Then he thought, what if there was sex in heaven? He could see a supervisor angel sitting at a large marble table, a gigantic book open in front of him, his head in his hands. Standing in front of him, a cute little blonde angel looking embarrassed with a big pregnant belly. The supervisor says, "A perfect record shot to hell!" He felt it and opened his eyes. It was coming. He could feel it in his thighs and back and now in his balls. "Sweetie wait ... take your mouth off. I'm cuming." Jennifer held up a hand, like a crossing guard stopping traffic and continued to suck, even harder if that was possible. No more warning he thought, and let go of his sperm. It shot into her mouth hard and she sat up with a surprised look on her face. Her cheeks were puffed out like she had a mouth full of water. But it wasn't water, and it appeared as though she wasn't sure what to do with it. "Spit it out honey. You don't have to swallow it." She shook her head "no" then gulped. She smiled at Robert then like a little girl who had taken all of her medicine, she opened her mouth wide to show him. "Did you like it?" he asked tentatively. "Wasn't bad. I could get used to it if you wanted me too. I really liked the feeling of your penis in my mouth though. It was like sucking on a whole pepperoni, only not quite as spicy. Kind of stretched my out mouth though." She said exercising her jaw. "I only have one question," she said smiling and licking her lips. "Does this make me a cannibal?" Robert laughed and shook his head. Jennifer moved over next to him and lay on her back. She said in a squeaky little girl voice, "Mister I sucked your lollypop, now it's your turn to lick my peepee." Robert said nothing, and crawled over to her. As he was at her feet, he took one foot in each hand and moved them out almost to arms length. She was spread open and her pussy was very pretty and waiting for him. He eased down until his face was within licking distance, of her and said, "Put your legs on my shoulders honey." "Ok mister, what are you going to do? She asked still using the little girl voice. "You'll see," He began kissing the insides of her thighs, and then licked them with long wet strokes of his tongue, much like a cocker spaniel would do licking his own balls. He knew that he was making progress, when the severe pain came to his head. Jennifer was moaning and pulling his hair with both hands. He made a mental note to tell her at a later time, that he would soon be bald if she didn't show a little restraint. He had always loved the look of her pussy. She had never had any pubic hair, and he hadn't asked her why. It wasn't a bad thing as far as he was concerned, as he loved to have his mouth on her as much as she would let him and he believed the hair would have just been in the way. Her little lips were always tightly tucked in to the major ones, making a perfect slit, except of course when he went down on her. Then her inner lips would swell up and display themselves, inviting him in. The taste of her pussy was almost indiscernible. Delicious was the only word that could be used. If there had been enough calories to sustain his life, he would give up food totally and gorged himself at her fountain of lust, at the very least three times a day. Robert had always liked a little cream in his coffee, however he was less than satisfied, as it didn't taste like Jennifer's cream. He moved his tongue to the juncture between her leg and her pussy lips. He knew she would be almost insane with anticipation for his mouth and his tongue to enter the area she saved only for him. "Please Robert," she begged, "Please." Robert knew what she needed and wanted so bad. He moved his lips to her slit, which was now wide open and very moist. His mouth opened and covered all of her inner lips and clitoris. He began to suck and revel in her pussy like a young boy eating a juicy pomegranate. Her pussy was at least as sweet and tangy, as the ripe fruit would be. Moving his attention to her swollen engorged clit, Robert began to suck on the little penis like form, wishing it had been just a little larger so he could really put his lips around it. Jennifer screamed and sprayed his chin with her juice, but knowing how much she needed gratification, and his attention, he continued. It had been his goal to pleasure her, as much as possible from the time he found out that he could. It was always a wonderful feeling for him to make Jennifer the center of his world. He placed his hands under her smooth knees, in back of her thighs and lifted her legs so they were almost hanging in space. This movement brought her beautiful vagina into view, and only a few inches lower was her little butt hole, which was winking at him invitingly. He first licked slowly from her winking little hole, up to her tight vagina sucking all the way. Then with the daring of an Acapulco cliff diver he dove into her pussy hole, tongue first. Due to the Gods lack of understanding, and knowledge of most mortal's fanatical love of cunnilingus, they failed to give the male of the species a tongue, long enough to make a real difference. Robert always felt men should have been equipped with the tongue of an aardvark, only just for vaginas and not ants. He continued pumping his tongue as deep as it would go. Occasionally Robert would pull his tongue out and suck hard on whatever was swollen and available, especially her lips and clit. He would then slide his slippery serpent back into its sheath, moving it deep, in an impossible quest to reach her cervix. Jennifer flexed and gritted her teeth, as her vagina attempted to grab Robert's tongue. All the muscles of her body were flexed, as a sever pain traveled from her back to her belly then down to her pussy. She was in extreme pain until a flood of pleasure came in erasing the pain and leaving her in an almost supernatural state. The feeling was so overpowering that she almost believed she was communicating with God. Robert knew that what she required was his version of tender loving care. He laid there his mouth on her open dripping pussy, slowly nursing on her labia and clitoris as a small baby might do at its mother's breasts. His older brother had taught him well when he said, "Robert, if you are goanna' go to the trouble of goin' down on a broad, make sure you keep it up until she passes out, or it just ain't worth it, 'cause if she dosen't pass out ... she's going to be frustrated and want to talk." Jennifer was almost at that point. As he slowly sucked her clitoris, she gushed fluids which seemed to him were coming out in pints. He looked up at her face. She was out. It was eight forty-five in the morning and Jennifer hadn't moved a hair in several hours. As check out was at ten, Robert went into the bathroom to take a shower. He came out naked, drying with a tiny towel provided by the motel and sat on the side of the bed. Reaching over, he touched her face and whispered, "Sweetheart its time to get up." Jennifer frowned, still not opening her eyes, much like she had when he mother woke up to go to school. "Jennifer Ann Conley," Robert said in a high pitched voice attempting to emulate her mother, "It's time to get up." She opened one eye half way, then the other, a deep frown on her face, squinting at Robert. Although she didn't want to get out of bed, she was pleased that he had awakened her, as she had been having a dream that she was "Snow White" and two of the seven dwarfs had been looking for diamonds in her vagina. "Come on you have to take a shower or your mother will know that you have been fucking like a horney little monkey." "I have been fucking like a horney little monkey, and I don't want to get up." "Didn't you tell me that you have the swing shift at the Hospital at two o'clock?" "It's not two o'clock yet." "No but you have to take a shower. We have to go to breakfast, and then you have to drop me at my parent's house. After that you have to get a uniform and drive fifteen miles to work." "That's too much Robert. You do it," she said in her defiant little girl's voice. "Do what?" "You go to work for me." "I can't," he said, "My legs are too hairy, and I have a mustache." "Shave!" "Shave my mustache?" "Yes and your legs too. I'll wait here for you. We can do it all over again tonight." "Get up and take a shower ... Jennifer Ann ... now!" he stated with authority. "Oooohhh kay." Jennifer got off the giant bed and walked toward the bathroom naked, dragging her feet like an eight year old, who had been told that it was time for bed. It was all Robert could do to restrain himself from grabbing her and fucking her in the shower. She spent thirty minutes under the warm pulsating water. When she came out she looked shiny, like a newly minted quarter. "I can't find my panties," she said, looking under the bed. As she bent over Robert could have sworn that her vagina winked at him. "Here they are," he said as he swung them around his index finger. "What are you doing with my panties?" "I was sniffing them." "You dirt little boy. I'm going to tell your mother." "What? I can spend countless hours with my mouth in your pussy, but I can't sniff your panties?" She smiled at him. "Thank you Robert that was some of your best work. I just wish I had been there at the end. I think I passed out. You were so wonderful." She sat on the side of the bed, and slipped into her yellow panties then her bra and her green top. After that she put her socks and shoes on, she got off the bed and walked over to him where he was seated on a chair. She was dressed except for her tight white shorts. She stood in front of him, turned around, bent over and wiggled her butt in his face. That was all he could take. She wasn't going to get away with that. He got out of the chair, wrapped his arms around her waist and carried her over to the bed. He pushed her on to the bed, bending over it with her feet on the floor. "What are you doing? We have to leave. Look at the time." Quickly he pulled her panties down to her ankles, while simultaneously, pulling his own pants and underpants down. She looked around and seeing his erection she said, "Mr. English, what are you doing?" "You will soon find out what happens to a tease." He moved in closer to her gorgeous bare butt, pulled her cheeks open with his thumbs and shoved his cock into her pussy. Grabbing her hips he pulled her toward him and began fucking her very hard and very rough. Jennifer grabbed a pillow and some of the blankets, as she knew that she was in for a violent and turbulent ride. She was surprised as Robert had never taken her by force, but she liked it. It was kind of nice to be "raped a little" by somebody you loved. She knew of course that it was her fault. Not many men could take that kind of teasing. She wondered how long it would take for him to cum, as they were on a time limit. But now it was beginning to feel so good, she didn't care if they were late or not. Robert could really fuck her and she loved every second of it. He had been in the shower not too long before, so he was beginning to sweat, but this was so great he just didn't care. "God Bobby; it's so good. Fuck me harder." 'How ... he thought, didn't she know that he had already thrown everything he had into it?' His knees were getting weak, so he leaned into the bed and braced himself, then pulled harder on her hips. "Robert ... I'm going to cum. Cum with me baby. Squirt in my pussy. Uuuuhhh." He felt Jennifer discharge and was about to cum himself when somebody knocked on the motel room door. "In ... a ... minute." He called, "In ... a ... minute." His cum began to squirt into her pussy, and fought with her juice, which was trying to get out and coat her raw vagina. The knocking repeated and Robert finally ask in a sex strained irritated voice, "Yes what is it?" The little old lady's voice cracked as she called through the dark blue door, "Check out time is ten o'clock." "We know. Thank you," he said as the last of his cum shooting into Jennifer's cunt. As he began to pull his cock out of her vagina, he looked at the clock. It displayed nine forty. 'Damn he thought, he still had an erection. Well he wasn't about to stop now.' Grabbing her hips harder, he shoved back into his lover and began to fuck her again. She couldn't believe it. He had already cum, but wasn't finished yet. "What are you doing Robert, going for a gold metal? Baby I won't be able to walk to the car." "I'll carry you." Well she new better than argue when he had an erection. She grabbed the pillow again and held on. She was still on cloud nine from the fucking he had just given her, so it didn't look like he was going to let her down soon. Robert ignored her remarks and shoved harder and faster, attempting to beat the clock and cum again before they had to leave. Unbelievably she was again getting into it. Two minutes had passed and she was going to cum again. She thought as her climax was overtaking her, he must have studied hard for this. After she came yet again, she said, Sister - Sister Ch. 03 "Why did you make me take a shower, when you knew that you were going to get me all dirty again." She felt like she was in a Supermarket, and some guy behind her kept bumping into her cart, but in a very nice way. What did this man eat; was it vitamins, large steaks or salads. His endurance was unbelievable and wonderful. She thought about calling in sick, after all she was completely worn out. He looked at the clock. Nine minutes to ten. Robert moved his hips faster, his forehead soaked from perspiration. She had no idea that she was really involved in this final attack on her body, however, her vagina was again responding to his relentless pumping and again she began to cum. Robert, out of breath and out of strength, fired off the last of his sperm into his lovely partner's pussy, believing it would be days before his penis would voluntarily peek out of its hiding place. In a hurry they got dressed again and exited the motel room. The little old lady was standing by the door, tapping her foot. As they entered her car, Jennifer said, looking at her watch, "We still have three minutes, wanna' go back?" Robert smiled and then backed the little car out of the parking space. "I'm sorry Jen did you want to drive?" "Oh sure, like I could." They drove slowly down the road, looking for a restaurant. They were both starved and dehydrated, craving liquid and sustenance. It was a beautiful morning, and the sky ahead was blue and clear, however as a metaphor, that would not last for very long. Jennifer spotted a restaurant. "There's one," she said pointing out the window. "That's a 'Skyline Chili' restaurant. They don't serve breakfast." "I don't care," said Jennifer, "I'm hungry and they have food." "Yah chili." "Chili is food. Pull in Robert." The restaurant had just opened at ten thirty and they were the first customers. A woman dressed in a uniform said, "Sit anywhere, I'll be right with you." They sat in a booth, and stared at each other for several seconds, then burst into laughter. "You think that little old lady was pissed?" ask Jennifer. "Probably, but not because of the time. She was pissed 'cause she can't do what we do so well." "Yah! What do you think my pussy is, your personal storage locker?" Robert shook his head from side to side. "Uh, uh. Storage lockers are cold, and you are really hot." "You know that my pussy is still buzzing. Feels like I left a vibrator in there and forgot to turn it off." "Thank you, I think." "Absolutely. You are wonderful but you can slow down just a little. You have me totally convinced. Do you remember the movie with Frank Sinatra, where he was a drummer on drugs?" "Man with the Golden Arm?" "Yah ... well they are going to make a movie about you. "The man with the Golden Cock." You and I can do all of the love scenes. The waitress came over to their table and said, "We got good chili." "Hence the name?" said Robert. "What?" asked the waitress? Robert shook his head. "Jennifer said, "I'll take a bowl of chili, without beans. Gas you know." She smiled. The waitress paid no attention and asked, "Oyster or regular?" "Excuse me?" asked Jennifer narrowing her eyebrows. "Oyster crackers or regular crackers." She stated slowly almost spelling it out. "Oyster please, and hurry." "Drink?" "Coke?" When the waitress looked at Robert, and he began to laugh hysterically and said, "I'll have the same, no onions, and no ice in the coke please." The waitress looked at Robert, thinking that he may be out of the Loony bin on a break, and then turned on her heals to put in the order. Robert had laughed as his sweet little unassuming girlfriend, had grabbed his cock when it had been his turn to order. "Don't do that." He said. "Why not? It belongs to me." The waitress returned with their order. "Quick enough for ya?" "Thank you," said Jennifer. When the waitress left she said, "There goes her tip." As they ate Jennifer talked all about Robert's superhuman abilities and the fact that he should wear a red cape to warn girls that he was coming. Then she changed subjects and expounded on the fabulous taste of his semen, sounding like some gay fruit loop who had just returned from a blind date. "Robert are you still horney?" "No." he stated looking at here in disbelief. To Be Continued ... Sister - Sister Ch. 04 "I want you to go home and sit in a cold tub, and pack your balls with ice. Then I want you to take a nap so you will be ready for me when I get off work. I'll be home at ten thirty. I'll meet you in the orchard at ten forty-five. OK?" "You are kidding?" "Ten forty-five. Be there with bells, or balls on. Don't let me down." "We can get another motel room, if you want Jess?" "No I want to do it in the orchard. I always loved it when we fucked under all of the trees." The waitress was just passing when she heard the word "fucked" and stood there with her mouth hanging open." Jessica looked back at her flashing her gorgeous green eyes, smiling and asked in her little girl voice, "Don't you fuck?" The waitress dropped the check on the table as if she were doing them a favor, then turned and walked away. "Bitch," Jessica muttered under her breath, "Like she never had her pussy stretched out a little." He pulled into Jessica's parent's driveway and after kissing her on her bee stung lips; he got out of her car. She looked at him seriously and asked. "Where are you going to be at 10:45 tonight?" Robert pointed toward the back yard. Jess nodded her head and said, "Apple tree right? Don't keep me waiting." "I'll be there. Are you sure you are OK to go to work?" "Yes, but I'm going to take another shower first ... you wild horney devil. I love it. Now go some rest. I want you fresh when I get home. I just hope I'll be able to move around tonight at work. I'm going to try and work in admissions so I can give "your" little pussy a rest. Don't forget the ice. Robert dragged himself into his parent's house and flopped on the couch. His mother who was just finishing "All my Children" asked how he was felling after the ride. "I'm ok mom, just a little tired." "That must have been some ride Robert." "It was mom; it really was." "Where did you go?" "Just beyond Jupiter and back." He said in a monotone voice. "That's nice. It's good to get out once in a while." "Mom I want to talk about the little girl in the photo." "I'm sorry Robert, I'm so busy, maybe before you leave." "What are you so busy doing? When I came in you were just finishing your soap opera." "They are daytime dramas Robert." "A rose by any other name mom." "What?" "Nothing mom. Get the book I want to talk about the girl. Who is she?" "Robert, it's really none of your business." "Is Eric home?" "No he's at the Gym. Why?" "I'm leaving mom and I'll need a ride to the station." He lied. "Why Robert," she asked almost in tears. "Well let's face it. If as you say, it is really none of my business, this is not my family, and I have to go. I'll be out in an hour." "Please don't go Robert. I haven't seen you in years and I don't know when I'll see you again, living all the way out there in Saint Harbor." "Santa Barbara, mom. I'll stay if you will tell me all about the little girl, and leave nothing out. Otherwise I'm out of here." She got up with a groan, due to her heavy weight, and walked over to the cabinet that was the sanctuary where she kept all of the family photos. She slowly came back and then asked Robert if he wanted something to drink. "Quit stalling mom." She sat down with another heavy sigh and asked, "Why do you want to know. It's all in the past." "I want to know, because you have been hiding it from me for so long, and because you are making it so difficult." "OK ... but you won't be happy about it." "Just get the photos out mom." She opened the book to the section where Robert was being baptized, and moved her hand over the plastic covered photo caressing it, with love in her heart and tears in her eyes. "Robert, I have something serious to tell you and I think you are going to hate me for it." "Why did you kill someone?" He quipped. "No ... worse." "I don't think there is anything worse than killing someone, except maybe killing two people." "Don' be flippant Robert. It's not funny ... I had a baby out of wedlock." "Who me?" "No ... your half sister." "Half sister ... when?" "I had just graduated high school. The priest in our parish knew our family needed money, and even though I wasn't really qualified, he got me a job at the seminary college. Everything went well for about three months, however brother Michael was so nice to me and so cute. He had a wonderful since of humor and ... " "I understand mom. You fell in love and nature took its course." "That's right Robert," she was feeling better about herself, and said, "Sometimes three times a night." "I really don't need all of the details mom." "Well you asked." "Yes, about my sister." "She is in Colorado at a Catholic school and she is very happy there." "Why did you send her away?" "When she was about eight, she began to play with herself ... down there ... you know, her private parts. "She was masturbating?" "Don't say that word Robert, it's just filthy." "It's just a word mom. Most people do it." "I don't want to hear that talk from you. Please stop it." "OK. So you little eight year old daughter, right of the blue began to play with her pus ..." "Robert," his mother stopped him from saying the word. "Mom, I've seen cases like this. Little girls don't begin doing it on their own. Someone molested her mom." "Are you crazy?" Nobody did that. She started it on her own. That's all there is to it." "Is it? Did she ever do anything like that before you married Earl?" "No." his mother refused to look him in the eyes. It was now clear to Robert. He remembered the dream; it was no dream at all. When Robert went down to the basement to get his dad, he saw the girl tied to a chair. His dad was in front of her, but he couldn't see what was going on. Earl yelled at him to leave so he did. "Your father was drunk and Katie was always coming on to him." "She came on to him at eight years old? Is that why he tied her up?" "He was drunk." She began crying. "That's no excuse. Where is she now?" "In Colorado." "Exactly where in Colorado. She looked in the back pocket of the book and handed him a piece of paper. "OK thanks mom. I know it was difficult for you ... but, I had to know. And mom I don't think less of you. I still love you." "Robert you must understand," she sobbed," I had two little boys and a new baby. I couldn't handle it alone." "No mater what happened, It wasn't right for dad to do that." Robert went into the back yard, just to think. He had a sister five years older than him. He just couldn't believe it. He wondered how she looked, how she talked. Why didn't he remember her around the house when he was little? His head was swimming. Should he call the police? The statute of limitations ran out years ago, and Earl was almost seventy. What would be the point? It just wasn't right though. Somebody should have shot him. Everything he had put his mother through, her never hated his father more. Eric came out staring at his hand and his extend middle finger. "I don't understand Bro. Why does my finger sticking up like that mean for someone to go fuck themselves?" "It doesn't really Eric, do you know anything about the battle of Agincourt? "No!" I didn't do well in Political Science." "History little brother. Well during the battle, in 1415, the French, believed they would win a victory over the English, and several of there generals decided that whenever they captured an English longbow man they were going to cut off his middle finger, as without the finger it would be impossible to draw the renowned English longbow and they wouldn't be able to fight in the future either." "Yah and so ...?" "The English longbow was made of the English Yew tree. The act of drawing the longbow was known as "Plucking the Yew", or pluck yew. Well the English defeated the French; and stood on the top of a hill above Agincourt, waiving their middle fingers at the defeated French, yelling see we can still pluck yew. Over time "pluck yew" was changed into "Fuck You" and is often used with the single finger waive. Flipping the bird came from the fact that pheasant feathers were used on the ends of the arrows. That's about it." "How did you get so smart Bro?" "You know those books that you carry from class to class?" "Yah!" "I read them." "Ohhhh. Robert do you think you can teach me something?" "I don't know. What little Brother?" "e's mails." "You mean e-mail?" "Yah I guess." "Why Eric?" "Well at school, three or four girls have stopped me in the hallway and in class, and asked me why I haven't answered their e-mails. So I thought maybe 'cause you are so smart you could teach me." "I guess I could try, come on." The brothers went into the house, where their father was sleeping in his chair, waiting for a game to come on. Their mother was running what looked to be a pre second world war Hoover vacuum cleaner, which was as loud as any Second World War bomber. Robert asked his mother, "Mom would you mind?" "What Robert," she asked cupping her ear. Robert pulled the electric cord out of the wall, and there was a dead silence. His father woke up and asked, "Is the game on?" "No Earl," said Marge I'll wake you in about forty-five minutes." "And bring me a beer." "Yes Earl, and none of that damned light beer either." "Right." Said Earl as he fell back to sleep. Robert pushed the button on the front of the steal gray DELL, then pushed the on button for the monitor. The computer began to whir and the screen turned a bright blue. Several seconds later the word welcome was displayed toward the top of the monitor. "What did you do Robert?" Eric said obviously impressed. "I turned it on Eric." "Ooohh! So what's next?" "You will see." The tick, tick, tick of an old Westclox, wall clock was clicking the time away, reminding Robert how long it would be until Jennifer would be home. Robert only hoped he could pound the rudiments of the e-mail into Eric's head by that time. Sitting behind Eric and off to his left he pointed out the start button and explained its purpose. As Eric placed the arrow key over the button a small sign in a yellow box came up and displayed, "Click here to begin." "Thanks Bro that wasn't too hard." "We're not quite done yet Eric." "There's more? Eric asked, with a frown, "Aw man." 'You want to read your mail, or not? Ok ... click on the start button." A list of applications came up, on a gray background. Robert pointed to the icon that showed, E-Mail, Outlook Express, and told his little brother to click on it. Four boxes of various sizes displayed filling the whole screen. The inbox was dark blue and had the number forty-six next to it in blue parentheses. "You have forty-six e-mail messages." "Forty-six. Shit that will take a hundred years ta read." "There not book length Eric. Some of them are only one or two sentences long. Click on that one." An e-mail identified as Shelley Davis came up. It read, "Eric, I'm metaphorically throwing my panties at you through Cyber space." "What's that word Robert? "Metaphorically?" asked Robert, "It means generally a figure of speech in which a word or phrase that ordinarily designates one thing is used to designate another, making an implicit comparison." "What the fuck did you just say?" "Uh ... it means she wants you to fuck her Eric." "Well why didn't she just say that?" "It has something to do with college." "I'll click on the next one." "Who is Linda Edwards, Eric?" "She is my English teacher, probably wants to tell me about my English assignment." The e-male read, "Eric, my loins grow cold without the warmth of your massive phallus probing my depths." Eric looked at his brother with a question on his face. Robert said, "She wants you to fuck her." "Oh yah, I guess it has been a couple of weeks." Robert now saw his little brother in a new light. He was like "Johnny Applesead", but instead of spreading seeds all over, he was spreading sperm. They went on to check the inbox, and except for one advertisement for electronic equipment, all the messages were from girls. Robert thought, this was a Cornucopia of women all wanting to fuck him, how was Eric ever going to keep up? The one that really got their attention was from Susan James it read, I just creamed my panties thinking about you Eric. I need to go to bed and rub on my happy spot, which is throbbing for attention right now. Wish you were here sucking my clit at the same time you were finger fucking my pussy with two fingers at once; maybe even three. Uum. I could cum all over your face and hand. I would suck your cock to help with your sexual relief too--then you could cum on my titties, ok!! "Who is this Susan James, Eric?" "Don't know. Never met her. She writes good though." The time was up and so was their dad. With a beer in one hand and the remote in the other, he was yelling at a bunch of guys on TV playing basketball. "OK brother, now comes the hard part. Answering your mail." Robert went through all of the fine points of "Reply" showing Eric how it worked, then told him to start writing back. Eric began by looking for the key marked "D" on the keyboard. He typed, D ... e ... a ... r ... S ... u ... s ...a ... n, "Hey Robert this isn't bad. I can answer these letters." Robert thought Eric was kidding when he said a hundred years, but now understood it was a ballpark figure. He thought about Eric's dilemma for a few moments then said, "Common little Brother we are going to the Electronic Supermarket." Upon there return to the house Robert got the package out and plugged it into the back of the computer. He then placed a CD rom disk into the slot and waited. The screen came up with an install window, and began to ask questions. When it was all done ten minutes later it said, Program Installed. "Ok Eric, now we have to run a voice recognition program, so the computer will recognize your voice when you talk. Robert began with "Alice in Wonderland." Eric read the words as they displayed on the monitor. Then they went to "The three pigs" to which Eric stated, "I like that one." After two hours of drilling the process, in the middle of their dad's basketball game, into Eric's head, Robert saw that he finally got it, and was able to talk to the computer like anyone else. Now whenever you and mom want to send me an e-mail, all you have to do is talk into the computer and send it. Eric was thrilled and got down to answering his fan mail. Robert wished teaching Eric everything else was as easy. It was now almost five o'clock so he told his mother to wake him later around eight. He wanted to take a shower and be ready for Jennifer. Robert step outside into the back yard, at ten thirty. He was pleased that it wasn't really cold, it was an almost warm balmy night and Robert had brought a blanket just in case. He ducked through the opening in the hurricane fence that he had made when he began going with Jennifer, and crawled through. When he arrived at the apple tree, Robert spread out the blanket and lay down. As he lay there thinking of their earlier times together, he smelled the aromas of all the various trees. He recalled when his mother would pack him a lunch and place an apple inside; he would on occasion get a hard on just smelling it. Hearing a noise of someone walking toward him, he looked up and saw Jennifer. She was wearing her old Catholic School uniform. She looked much younger than she actually was, maybe eighteen he thought. Jennifer sat down on the blanket and kissed him. "What's wrong Jenn?" "I miss my children. If I don't see them every day, I get a knot in my stomach." "I think I know how you feel." "Robert, when you move back home; are you going to stay here with your folks or get an apartment." "I have no plans to move back. I was hoping after the divorce we could get together in California. We could bring your kids out and maybe even have one of our own." "Divorce?" "Yah, you said that you were going to get a divorce." "I said that we were kind of separated. I never mentioned divorce. If I split with Dan, he would never forgive me and maybe even take the kids away from me. I know that he would never allow me to take them to California. I thought you could get an apartment out here and we could meet two or three days a week. Wouldn't that be enough for you?" "No! It's not enough. I love you and I always have. You said you loved me also. "I do Robert, but I love my children more. I'm sorry if you are hurt." "No I'm ok. I guess I'm better off than if I hadn't seen you." "So Robert? We're in the orchard. Does that suggest something to you?" "Fruit?" "Come on Robert. We shouldn't let all this spoil a wonderful evening." "Jessica, the evening is already spoiled, just like some of this fruit." Robert, kissed her very passionately then stood up. When she stood up he took the blanket. Then turned toward the hole in the fence and said, "Goodnight". "Robert, someday you will look back on this and remember it as a terrible mistake." "I already do Jessica. Goodbye." The next morning, Robert got out of bed and told Eric that he was the only person who knew where Robert lived, so if Jessica called he was not to tell her anything. Just play dumb. "That comes easy to me Bro." "Eric what are you doing today?" "I got a class at two." "Can you take me to the Airport?" "Sure. You wanna' watch the airplanes?" "No I'm going to Colorado." "What is over there." "Mom's daughter." "Mom doesn't have a daughter. Just us three guys. I think I would have seen a girl walkin' around here." "It was before you were born. Ask mom." "When do you wanna' go?" "Right after I say goodbye to mom." His mother came out of the bedroom, followed by his father. "You little son of a bitch." Said Earl. "You should know." "I don't ever want you in this house again." "You aren't hurting my feelings ... Earl." "You call me Mr. English." "Funny that's my name ... until I have it legally changed." "Get the fuck out of my house." "But ... why are you going Robert?" "Are you kidding me mom?" Robert asked shaking his head. "I'll talk to you later mom." "Not on my telephone. You little asshole." "Airport?" "Thanks Eric. Are you and mom going to be ok?" "Yah ... if he gives a bad time I'll squash him like a pea." They talked on the way to the airport, however he didn't tell his little brother about their dad being a pervert. Eric again helped him with his bags into the terminal. Robert told Eric, to tell Jim what happened. They boys gave each other a hug then Eric left to go to school. To Be Continued ... Sister - Sister Ch. 05 It was eleven o'clock in the morning, and Robert was on the third shuttle to Denver. The flight was only three hours, but as they were heading west it would be only about forty-five minutes due to the time change. Robert was nervous from the time he sat down and buckled in. The 737 revved up the engines, then taxied out on to the tarmac. The flight attendants went through the safety procedures, and explained how everything worked. Suddenly although Robert wasn't ready, the airplane started down the runway and lifted into the air. "Well here goes nothing." Said Robert as the little airplane broke through the clouds. Making a wide sweeping turn to head west. At Robert's request, the flight attendant brought him a double Jack Daniels on the rocks, which he drank down immediately, then ordered another. After downing two doubles, Robert began to relax, and sat back to try and enjoy the flight. When he looked around at the other passengers, they all looked like terrorists, but he was a little higher than the airplane, so he just giggled. What seemed to be about two or three minutes later one of the flight attendants was shaking his arm and telling him that they were now on the glide path into Denver, and they would be landing in fifteen minutes. Robert took a chance and looked out the window. Although he expected a lot of trees and snow, the city was very desolate looking and there were no trees in sight. When they landed it felt like all the tires were flat, but the plane taxied to the terminal, and some of the passengers began to get off. Robert was never so happy just to be on the ground. When the flight attendant said, "Welcome to Denver, and join us again." Robert mumbled under his breath, "Oh yah like that will ever happen." Robert picked up his bags and went over to the Hertz Rental agency, where he rented a little dark blue sedan. He also obtained a local, and state map and went to the car. It was almost two o'clock, when Robert pulled the rental car up to Our Lady of Sacred Love Academy and St. James High School on Barton Street. He got out of the car and walked up to the school. He thought to himself he could just talk to her. If she liked the life she was living, he would leave. As he entered the front door he saw a sign, which displayed, Principal Leo Bonarotti. A very prim and proper secretary, in her late forties, with a very large nose, greeted him as though she had a mouth full of cotton. She picked her words carefully and said slowly, "May I help you sir?" and even though she said it, Robert knew by her attitude that she didn't mean it. "I believe my sister is a nun here. I would like to speak with her." "Her name?" "Kathryn English." "Sorry, she is allowed no visitors. Goodbye Sir." The woman turned her back on him and began shuffling some papers. "What the hell are you talking about?" "I will have to ask you not to raise you voice, and refrain from using profanity. This is a Catholic School." She said still with her back toward him. Robert reached over the desk, grabbed her chair and spun her around. She had an expression of someone riding a "tilt a whirl" at an amusement park. "Listen very carefully ... lady." said Robert, "I don't care if this is the fucking Vatican. I said I want to talk to my sister." The robot like woman slowly lifted her arm and flipped a switch on an old intercom box. A voice answered. "Yes Miss. Murray, what is it." "Mr. Bonarotti, there is a ... man ... out here who wishes to visit a nun," she said in a monotone voice. "Sister Mary Stewart. He refuses to take no for an answer." The door to the Principal's office opened and a rather large man of about three hundred pounds with a bright red face, wiping perspiration from his forehead stared at Robert incredulously. It was obvious he was of Italian ancestry, as he looked more like more like a "Mafia" good guy than a schoolteacher. He said. "Please come in." "My name is Robert English, and my sister Kathryn is employed here as a nun. I would like to speak with her." "Didn't my secretary explain that it was not possible." "There were words to that effect. But I don't accept her statement." "Well what is it that you don't understand? This is a cloistered nunnery, and the sisters never speak to anyone." "Why ... is she under arrest?" "Of course not. She is here of her own free will. Do you not understand what a cloistered nunnery is?" "Yes ... I'm Catholic. It means, separated from, and having little contact with the outside world." "Well?" "Little contact doesn't mean no contact at all, does it." "I'm awfully sorry, however those are our rules." "May I ask how many nuns and priests are employed here? "About fifty nuns, many of whom are teachers and twenty priests." "Fine, I'll just give you my card. I work for a large western newspaper in California. Can you tell me the direction of the Sheriff's Department? I'm beginning an investigation in this area of priests who have been molesting children." Bonaritti, sat motionlessly his face turning a deathly white, as though the blood bank had taken a little too much at his last donation. "What is it that you really want Mr. English?" "I really want to speak with my sister. Will you arrange that now?" Bonaritti picked up the phone and entered three numbers on the pad. "Yes Miss. Swarthing, this is Bonaritti. I wish to speak to the Mother Superior." "Reverend mother, I have a situation. We have a man who must speak with his sister, Mary Stewart ... Yes I know that, however this is an emergency ... we will just have to forget the rules this one time ...Yes I will explain it to you later. OK that will be fine ... Yes OK." The Principal directed Robert down the hall to a recreation room. He took Robert in and had him sit in a chair in the middle of the room. There, he was left alone for about ten minutes, until one of the back doors opened and two nuns walked in. Robert stood as they walked over to him. It almost looked like a prison matron with and inmate. They both appeared to be just over five foot, and they were dressed in heavy robes. "Are you Kathryn English?" asked Robert. The nun made no statement however nodded her head looking toward the floor. The other sister who was easily in her sixties, stood close to the younger one, holding her arm. "Excuse me, but I would like to talk my sister alone." "That is not possible." "You wouldn't want to bet your rosary beads on it would you Sister?" "Well I was told ..." "I know exactly what you were told," said Robert. "Now I'm telling you, if you want to keep this school out of the newspapers, off of television and out of the courts, you will leave this room immediately." She stood looking at him, with a forty-year history of Catholic School behind her. She had handled many students in her time and Robert was no different. "Did you not understand what I said sister?" Said Robert looking down into her eyes, not blinking about three inches from her face. "If things don't go my way and you people don't cooperate, I'll get this school closed down, no matter what it takes." The little old nun, who resembling a thoroughbred pit bull, almost snared at him curling her upper lip, then turned and defiantly walked from the room. He sat down next to the younger nun and asked, "Do you know who I am Sister? She shook her head however said nothing. "I'm your brother Robert." "Robert?" She had the beginning of a smile on her face, and tears welling up in her eyes. "Yes. Robert English." "Your mother is Marge and your Dad is Earl." When Robert said Earl, she winced as though she were in pain." "Do you remember Earl?" "Yes. He told me not to tell." "Tell what?" "Not to tell?" She lowered her eyes to her hands folded together in her lap. "What did he do to you? You can tell me, I'm your brother." "Do ... you ... like ... Earl?" "He's my father, but I don't like him. I don't believe anyone really likes him. What did he do to you?" "He made me stay in the basement, in a chair." "He tied you up, didn't he?" "Yes!" "I knew it!" Robert almost shouted out. "Then he touched you, didn't he?" She began to cry and nodded her head. "Earl said that he would hurt me and momma if I didn't let him touch me. Is momma alright?" "Yes momma is fine." "Earl and momma had a fight and he said that I had to leave. I was brought here." "Do you like it here?" She looked all around to see if anyone could hear her and then whispered, "No, they make me stay in my room and pray all of the time, and they hit me if I do anything wrong." "What did you do that they thought was wrong?" "I touched myself in my room." "Do you mean, that you touch yourself ... down there." She looked down embarrassed; a single tear flowed down her cheek. "Do you want to stay here?" "I have to ... they said ... I have to." "No you don't. You don't have to stay, if you don't want to." "I don't want to go back with Earl." "No; of course not. You will never have to see Earl again." "Where would I go?" "To California with me. With your little brother." When she smiled his heart jumped. He had never seen such a smile on anybody before. She threw her arms around Robert, and kissed him on the cheek. The tears were now flowing down her face and she said, "Robert I'm so happy. You saved me." Just then the older nun walked back in and told Robert that Sister Mary Stewart had to return to her cell. "'Fraid not sis." He said showing no respect. "She is going with me." "Are you insane young man? She isn't going anywhere." "What would you say sister if I told you that there were several priests working here that have molested little boys, and quite a few nuns, who pass themselves as teachers, but constantly beat the children who live here." "I wouldn't believe you." "Do you want names?" asked Robert. "Bring her personal effects here now. We are leaving." "Nuns have no personal effects." She said scornfully. "Better yet." Laughed Robert. "Come on Kathryn we're going, and sister if you call the police and attempt to stop us. All of your dirty little secrets will be in the newspaper and on nation wide television tomorrow." The older sister shook her head and said, "You know that you will go to hell for this." "If I do, I'll be the one sitting on the hot coals right next to you." The sister said nothing more, turned on her heals and left the room. "This way Kathryn, I have a car outside." They walked out to the lobby of the school, with Kathryn holding Robert's arm like they could take her back if she let go. As they approached the main door the Principal stepped in front of them. Kathryn stopped and waited for a moment. "Come on sweetie, we have a train to catch." "You are going to be sorry for this young man." "Listen close asshole, if you fuckers don't leave us alone or say anything to anyone, I'll have the Vatican down on your ass. Not to mention the FBI. She never wanted to be here and you have held her against her will for years. That's False Imprisonment for sure, and I might even be able to prove kidnapping. Ask Mother Superior what she would think spending twenty-five to life, in the Federal lock up, not that it would be much different than here. Do you still want to stand in our way?" The Principal frowned then turned to go into his office. Robert and Kathryn walked out the front door and got into the car. She began to laugh and cry at the same time. "What are you laughing about sister?" "Please Robert don't call me sister anymore." "Not their sister." Said Robert flipping his head toward the school. "My sister, sweetie." She smiled and then laughed out loud. Her laughter was heady almost like hearing; perfume, and he was determined to make every effort, to make her laugh every day. "What about cloths? I can't wear this robe all of the time, especially in California." "What do you have on under your robe?" "A bra." "And panties?" "No they didn't give us any panties." "You're kidding?" "No." "Do you know what size you are?" "No. I'm sorry." "Don't say you are sorry. You have nothing for which to apologize." Then she lifted her robe and showed her brother that she was naked underneath. "Does this help? What size do you think I am?" Robert sat there staring into her lap. Her pussy mound was bare. The situation reminded him of some of his dates with Jennifer at the drive in. "A ... a ... five ... maybe?" he stammered as he pulled away from the school, and drove several blocks to the downtown area where he spotted a mall. Robert pulled into the mall and parked near Mervyns. Inside the store everybody was looking at Kathryn in her robe and sandals. Robert pointed her toward the changing room, and looked around for a panty display. He grabbed a white silky pair of lacy panties, size five and went in behind her. He was startled, as she was standing there completely naked. "Sweetie, you shouldn't have taken off your robe until I left." "Why? You are my brother." "Yes but brothers and sisters shouldn't see each other naked." "Why not? In the book of Genesis, it said Adam and Eve had two sons and three daughters. His brother Kane killed the other son, Able. If there were no other people in the world, the remaining son must have had sex with his sisters, right?" "I think that you have given this too much thought Katie ... Can I call you Katie?" "Of course you can Bobby. In the nunnery they told us not to think, just pray; but sometimes I just had to think." She turned to step into her panties, when Robert saw some scars on her back. He asked her where they came from, and she told him that many of the younger girls were struck if they were caught touching themselves inappropriately. It happened years ago and didn't hurt anymore. Robert was furious, but held it back. He wanted to return to the school and destroy everyone who had ever hurt his sister. "What do you think Robert? She asked, smiling standing there in just a pair of white lace hip hugger panties. They were a perfect fit. Although she was older she looked like she was no more than nineteen. Her perky breasts pointed at him as though they wanted to tell him something. She was so gorgeous he was having a hard time formulating words. "Ga ... go ... good. They look good on you." "Thank you. I like them ... very much." Robert was getting a little excited when he asked her what her bra size was. She didn't know, but stood up straight and thrust out her breasts, then handed him the convent bra, which wasn't much help either. He could see however from many years of looking at the female form, she was at least a "C" cup. He went back out into the store and located a salesgirl, telling her Katie's location and what he thought she needed. A half hour later Katie came out looking like something out of a Magazine. She sure didn't look like a thirty-three year old woman. Her hair had been cut short to wear under the habit and looked very cute with her new cloths. She seemed truly happy and her blue eyes sparkled when she smiled. "Robert, you have made me feel like a ... girl again. I love you." "I love you too baby." "Oh Robert, please don't call me baby. That's what your father always called me." "I'm so sorry." "Thank you for understanding Robert." Robert handed the salesgirl his Visa gold card and she rang up the bill. He watched Katie as she did pirouettes in front of a full length mirror giggling. She had never had a life, and he was going to do his best to make a nice one for her. With all of their packages in hand they went out to the rental car and moved over to a Savon Drug store. When they went in, Robert began to pick out things like toothbrushes, toothpaste a comb and a brush, soaps and perfumes. Robert took her over to the feminine care products, and asked her when her last period had come. She looked at him strangely and said, "Period?" "When you bleed down there," he said embarrassed and whispering, wishing he hadn't had to ask her. "Oh that," she said brightly, "It was about a week ago, so maybe in two or three weeks," she said shrugging her shoulders. Robert pointed to the feminine products lining the wall and asked what type of things they used. She told him that they had a room with a lot of buckets at the nunnerry. Inside the buckets were large wads of cotton. When they were done, they flushed them down the toilet and scrubbed out the buckets. Middle ages he thought. It wasn't going to be easy to bring her into the 21st Century. "Which do you think will meet your needs sweetie?" She reached up and pulled a large box of Kotex "maxie pads" from the shelf and handed them to Robert, and then they continued on to different sections of the store. Robert paid for everything and after they returned to the car, they headed North on I-25, stopped for gas, and then moved across the state boarder into Wyoming moving west on I-80. They were headed toward Salt Lake City to board the train for San Francisco where Robert had left his car. Robert told Katie to lie down and take a nap if she wanted. She told him she hadn't been away from the school in years, and she just wanted to see everything. She then moved closer to Robert an inch at a time, until she was next to him, resting against him. He smiled at her when she looked up at him. It felt strange, he thought. He was the younger brother by almost five years, yet he was taller and of course stronger and more knowledgeable of life. She was tiny, not much more than five feet three inches, and she actually looked like she was just a kid. It was almost like she had been in a time capsule. She remained quiet for a long stretch, until they were well onto the I-80 heading west. She moved her arm and looped it through his and said, "Thank you Robert ... thank you for everything." "Your welcome Kitten." "Is my name Kitten ... to you?" "Kitten is an endearment and part of Kathryn, or Katie." "I like it when you call me Kitten. It's nice." "Kitten it is then." She moved in closer and put her arms around him, as though she would awaken in her dark gray cell at any minute. As he drove the almost five hundred miles to Salt Lake she fell asleep, however still hung onto him for dear life. It was going to take them at least seven hours to get to Salt Lake City, and he would have to stop for dinner and more fuel. He knew that the whole time they had been together she hadn't eaten anything. "Kitten, are you hungry?" "They only let us eat once at noon, and a little energy bar in the evening with fruit and soup. They do give us a lot of water though. They told us hunger was good for us as it would make us feel like Jesus did when he fasted." Robert, had never remembered wanting to kill before this moment, and fought a desire to turn the car around, go back buy a gun and shoot everyone in the school. Columbine, he thought. Probably a bad idea; those damned assholes. However, that was it. He now knew he was going to quit the church. Katie fell asleep, and then awakened an hour later when Robert pulled into a Restaurant. "Robert?" she cried out holding him tighter. "It's OK sweetheart. Everything is OK." She sighed and really relaxed for the first time since they had started out. She was so beautiful. She was even more beautiful than Jennifer in many ways. The restaurant had no name, just a large sign that displayed the word, "EAT". They went in and Robert showed her how to look at the food on the menu. She was surprised that she could have anything she wanted. It was almost like she was from a far off planet in another solar system. Sister - Sister Ch. 05 He watched her as she ate. Her table manners were impeccable, however she finished every crumb on her plate. "Would you like something else? You can order anything you want." "No thank you. I haven't eaten this much in a long time, and I am full. The food was very good." "How about a piece of Apple pie, like mom used to make? If you can't eat it all, I'll share it with you." "Apple pie?" she smiled. Robert waived at the waitress, and said, "Two apple pies and two large glasses of milk." "OK sport you got it." When Katie took her first mouthful of the pie, she said, "Mmmmmm this is wonderful." She finished every crumb and every drop of milk. If she believed this was good, thought Robert, wait until he took her to a five star restaurant. It was now almost six in the afternoon and it was dark. The Chicago Zephyr was scheduled to stop in Salt Lake at four on the morning. There was no point in trying to make the next mornings train. It had been a rough day for both of them and due to the "jet lag" it was nine o'clock for him. Paying the check, Robert asked the clerk if there was a good motel around. The clerk, who appeared to be deriving some sustenance out of a toothpick, which he had been sucking on, made a fist and stuck his thumb over his shoulder. "About how far?" asked Robert. He looked at Robert as though he had been interrupted while contemplating a cure for heart disease. The man said, "Four ... miles." "Thanks." Robert and his sister went to the car and he drove the four miles to a "Best Western Motel". It looked fairly nice so he walked into the office, with Katie holding his hand tight. A female of about thirty-five with coke bottle glasses was in the back room watching television, and when Robert taped the bell, she came sauntering out. She said nothing, however raised her eyebrows in a minimalists way of asking what they wanted. "A room?" "We only got one, with a queen bed." "Don't you have a room with two beds?" "We only got one, with a queen bed." Robert looked at his sister and said, "They only got one with a queen bed." Mocking the woman. Katie just smiled, raised her eyebrows and imperceptibly nodded her head. The woman had a plastic badge that read Assistant Manager "MARGE". Robert almost stated that his mother's name was also Marge, but then thought better of it. Forty-nine ninety-nine, including tax," she said and gave Robert the key. As the room was only two doors down from the office they walked down the covered walk way. Robert opened the room and Katie peeked inside, but hesitated to go all the way in. "What's wrong Kitten?" "I was just looking to see who was here." "Nobody is here. This is our room." "Just for us?" Robert nodded his head and brought in all the packages from the backseat of the car. However left the other packages in the trunk. It was dark outside, so automatically without thinking, Robert used the remote to turn the TV on. Katie sat on the end of the bed and, after Robert showed her how to use the remote, she remained there going through the channels, watching each for about five seconds, and then moving on to the next. "Katie, I'm tired so I'm going to bed, he said, the effects of Jet lag beginning to atrophy his brain. I don't have any pajamas so I will have to sleep in my briefs. I hope you don't mind." "That is fine Robert." She said not turning her head away from the changing channels. "Which side do you want?" "I don't need a whole side Robert, I will just cuddle up with you." "OK do you know where your pajamas are?" "I didn't buy any Robert. The girl said that I should get some nighties and frilly things for you." "Not for me, she meant for your boyfriend." "She said they were for you." To Be Continued ... Sister - Sister Ch. 06 "We can talk about it tomorrow. I'm sorry but I'm going to bed." He crawled in between the cool covers, and fell asleep almost immediately. He felt her as she came to bed and crawled very close to him a little later. But then he was asleep again. Robert awoke to the bed shaking thinking that what he felt was an earthquake. He looked at Katie who had her back to him, and a hand between her legs rubbing herself violently. It didn't take very long until she was groaning, and then suddenly she was relaxed again. When she fell asleep, he began to drift off. He awoke at one in the morning. She was doing it again. He placed his arms around her as she continued to masturbate wildly. When she finally came she turned around and hid her face in his shoulder and cried, hugging him hard. "I'm sorry Robert," she sobbed, "Sometimes I just need it so bad, I can't stand it." "It's OK Kitten, sometimes I need it too." "Honest Robert? You need S-E-X?" she asked, spelling it out, "as much as I ... do?" "Of course Kitten. There are times that I have to play with my penis, to relieve myself just like you were doing." She got much closer, reached around him and pulled him as close as she could. When she pushed her belly against him, he was unable to control himself and began to get hard. He knew that there were rules against what they were thinking, so he moved back just a little, hoping she hadn't felt it, but it was too late, "Robert was that your peepee poking me?" "Yes ... I'm sorry." "Don't be sorry. I like the feeling. It was nice." "You had better go to sleep, my sexy little sister, before I ..." "... before you what Robert?" "Before I spank you bottom for being a naughty girl." "I'm not naughty, I'm just interested. I have never been in bed with a man before. It's really nice. I like the feel of your body against me." "Go to sleep, we have almost eight hours of driving tomorrow." "Why?" "Well we want to get into Salt Lake to catch the train." "But you said that the train departs at four in the morning. Wouldn't it be better to get there around midnight so we wouldn't have to wait so long?" "I guess but I don't have our tickets yet and I have to turn in the car." "You should call the car rental and ask where you can turn it in late, near the station, then call the station and make reservations for us on the train." Robert was pleased that she knew a little bit about the outside world, and used her logic. He squeezed her hard and gave her a kiss on her forehead. She in turn grabbed hold of his face and pulled his lips down to her. She kissed him long and soft, finally sucking on his lower lip. Robert was a little excited and shoved his tongue into her sweet mouth, touching her tongue. They continued this action for about a half hour, until he was on his back, and she was lying on top of him, her legs on both sides of him and her crotch rubbing on his swollen cock. "Oh, your peepee feels so nice rubbing me down there Robert." Robert remembered that she was his half sister, and shouldn't be doing this. "Kitten maybe we should stop, before we go too far. Go to sleep and we can talk about it in the morning." "Robert," she said, crawling off of him, "I'm so excited now. I have to relieve myself again." As she lay on her left side, with him close behind her, she slid her hand into her panties and began to rub. "If you want, I will help you Kitten." "How", she asked looking at him over her shoulder. Robert reached under the covers took hold of her panties and pulled them down and off her feet. He then removed his jockey shorts and got close to her. He lifted her right leg over his, and placed his hard penis between her legs pressing it to her crotch, her labia wetting his penis. Robert then moved his hip forward causing his sister to moan. He moved front to back for a while, then reached around with his left hand, taking hold of her full breast, playing with the nipple. As she had been ready to cum when he began, she squirted and murmured, "Robert." He then pulled his penis free and she said, "No don't take it away from me ... please." Robert gently rolled her on her back and placed himself between her legs. Lowering his mouth to her bare pussy, he began to lick the tender mound. Katie made a light scream and said only, "Oh R-o-b-e-r-t." As he sucked and licked she grabbed the sheets on both sides of her, her knuckles went white, her mouth open and her eyes shut tight. In the half hour Robert sucked and licked the pussy of the little ex-nun, she sprayed in his face three times. Finally he moved her legs up so her vagina was next to his mouth. He pushed his tongue inside of her, tongue fucking her, and she came again. Robert lay down next to her and with her last small amount of energy she placed her arms around his neck, smiled at him and said, "You are wonderful. That was the first time I have ever felt that good in my life. I love you little brother, and if you ever want to call me "baby" I won't mind. Robert kissed her lightly on her mouth, her nose, her cheeks, then moved down to her neck where he sucked a little too hard making a slight discoloration. She was becoming hot again and begged him for more. He wasn't sure she was ready but decided he would take a chance, and slid her hand down to his very hard penis. She grabbed it as though she was drowning on the ocean, and his penis was a life preserver. "OH Robert, thank you for everything you are so good to me and you know exactly what I need. This is the first peepee I have ever touched. The other postulates and I always talked about having a peepee to play with. Jenny told me that her boyfriend slid his into her many times and they made love, before her parents sent her to the nunnery. Is that what you want to do to me Robert? "Yes Kitten it is, but not until you are ready." "I think that I'm ready now Robert." "But I don't have any condoms, and I don't want my sister to be pregnant with my baby." "What are condoms Robert?" "They are little rubber things that I put on my penis so my juice won't squirt into you and get you pregnant." "They told us about pregnant at the convent, and said that if we wanted to be married to God, we would have to get a tubal." Do you mean a tubal ligation." "I think so, is that a bad thing?" "When did that happen?" "When I was thirteen and started my flowing blood." "Those bastards sterilized you so you couldn't have babies. They tied your fallopian tubes so a man's sperm couldn't mix in with your egg?" "Is that bad Robert?" "Only if you want to have children." "I have never wanted to have children, Robert. Are we going to make love now? "Do you really want to?" "Oh yes. Jenny told me that it was the most wonder feeling in the world, and I want to do it with you. Would you mind doing it with your sister?" "No. If it's what you really want." "I really want to Robert ... with you." Robert wanted to treat her special, so he held her close for a long while, and kissed her tenderly. Moving down to her neck, he sucked long but not hard so as not to leave marks. She was responding to him with her whole body now. He kept moving down kissing her just above her breasts, which were turning a bright pink; he then turned his attention to her nipples that stood up like little pencil erasers. He could feel that she was at the height of her excitement, due to the impulsive and uncontrolled movements of her body, so very slowly he knelt between her thighs. She surprised him when her legs, hooked around his and attempted to pull him in. She was in fact very ready to take the next step, and who better to do it with, than her own brother, who loved her more than he ever knew he could. He held his cock and gently slid the head up and down her slit touching her vaginal opening, then returning back to her clitoris, and back down again. Robert could feel he was making progress when he felt her short nails scraping his back. He was happy that the convent had made the nuns keep their nails short. Knowing that his sister had never had a man before, he wanted her first time to be special, and slowly pushed his swollen cock into the slippery entrance of her vagina. She moaned and groaned, as the feeling to her was beyond anything she had ever experienced. She was no longer a child of God. With Robert's help she had become a child of lust. She loved the feeling he was giving her and would do anything to make him feel wonderful too. Taking a long time Robert eased his penis into her pussy. It took almost forty minutes to push it in all of the way. He felt bad when her broke her cherry, because of the extreme pain it caused her, but she never complained holding him tight the whole time. All she did to ease the pain was bite her lower lip. When his cock was finally in her all the way, she looked in his eyes and smiled, then nodded her head letting him know she was ready to do it with him. As her pussy was so tight, Robert began very slowly which caused an almost intolerable feeling of a craving and desire for both of them. "Please Robert." She said. "What Kitten?" "Please do it to me a little faster. It won't hurt me honest. I love your peepee in me. You are the part of me that has been missing for so long. Do it faster ... please." He pulled his cock out almost all the way out which caused an audible sucking sound. When she thought he was going to remove his penis, she moved her hips up fast attempting to keep it inside of her. She was pleasantly surprised when he shoved back in to her, meeting her upward thrust with great force. It was a little painful, but wonderful as he caused her to cum again. She was thirty-three and at the height of her sexual peek. Robert was now wondering if he would require mechanical assistance to keep her satisfied? He decided to go for broke and really "put it to her" as the saying goes. He doubled his efforts and jammed it deep into her as hard as he could. She was beyond excited and cuming every few minutes. She now was where she was supposed to be, and loved every second of it. To her being a sex partner was much more important than being a nun. Oh my, she thought, he was making her squirt again. He was wonderful, and she loved him more than just a half brother. If this was the way it would always be, she would never have to touch herself again. He was fantastic, and he knew everything she needed. Now she had to find out everything her little brother needed. He made her cum again, and then he squirted in her. When he rolled off of her, she crawled in to his arms and told him what a wonderful brother; and lover he was. He made her so happy she didn't know how to tell him. She would be his as long as he wanted. Soon as they were both satisfied they fell asleep. The next morning they awoke at six thirty, and she reached down and fondled his cock. "Do you like my cock?" he asked. "Cock? Is that what you call it. I like the name. Can I call it a cock too?" "Sure you can. Cock or Penis." "What do you call my peepee slit Robert?" "A pussy, or a vagina and when I'm really excited maybe a cunt?" "Yes?" "Mr. Cock, meet miss. Pussy." She then laughed and began stroking Robert's penis. "Robert touch my pussy and make it wet. Then we can do what we did last night. I liked that a lot." "You want to fuck again, this morning. Aren't you hungry?" "Not right now. We can eat later ... can't we? She asked smiling biting her lower lip." "We can do anything you want baby, anytime that you want." She then flopped on her back, spread her legs and opened her arms. "No," said Robert, "It's your turn on top. I want you to sit on my lap." Katie looked at him in a strange way. She had never heard of such a thing, but if that's what he wanted, she wasn't going to say no. She knelt next to him for a few seconds not sure what to do. Her cute little nighty was complementing her tiny shape. He showed her what to do, and how to swing her leg over him. When she did, her pussy became a target for his cock, and although it was tight, it slid in with little trouble. When she felt his cock buried inside of her, she was complete. Katie looked at him, for a minute smiling, however didn't know the next move. "Robert I'm not sure what to do. Do I jump up and down or what?" "Move a little forward Kitten and then back. Do what ever feels good to you." "Everything feels good. Everything." She moved a little forward, not really knowing what to expect. After only a few moves and seconds later, she was in sexual heaven rocking, front to back, a little harder each time, her hands on his chest. Within minutes Robert was fascinated that his sister, the ex nun was sitting on his cock and moving as fast as any girl he had ever know. She loved everything about sex and constantly asked questions about everything. She slowly began moving forward, feeling the telltale signs of an impending orgasm. When she lay down on his chest, he thrust up into her vagina hard, she squealed an ear piercing sound that made all the dogs within a half-mile set up and cock their ears. Luckily the sound she made was almost inaudible to the human ear. Although Robert wasn't really horney when she began, he was now getting into it, and enjoying her extravagant act very much. She was naturally sexy and enjoyed everything they did together. He wondered if she would ever suck him. That would come in the future, as there was no rush. After all they had only really known each other less than twenty-four hours. Robert began to feel like he was going to cum when she had he third orgasm. He placed his arms around her, fucking as hard as he could driving his cock up into her vagina. She sat up a little and looked straight into his eyes. She had an expression as though something was not right. Like it wasn't what she was expecting somehow. Seconds later her pussy shout out a thick creamy discharge; all over her little brother's cock and testicles. Her involuntary action triggered Robert to begin cuming on his own mixing his juice with hers, and she could almost feel her cervix sucking his sperm in to her. This was way beyond anything she had ever hoped would occur. Now she understood why God had given her all the equipment for sex, he wanted her to use it and be happy, and make somebody else happy also. Although she had slept well and hadn't got out of bed yet, she lay down on her brother's chest, breathing hard, his stiff cock still imbedded inside of her. She always knew all those years, while she prayed constantly for guidance, that there was something missing. She had attempted to fill her need for something by pleasuring herself, two or three times a day, but it never came close to what she and Robert had been doing with each other. She had reached an epiphany and now knew the real purpose of life. It had nothing to do with praying for world piece, it was making someone you loved happy, and enjoying what they had to offer in return. She believed that if everyone would do that, there would in fact, be world peace. Exhausted, she crawled into her little brother's arms cuddling as close to him as possible. He was warm and a little wet where her perspiration had dripped down on him. They awoke again at eight-forty-five and although she had given Robert her let's do it smile, he told her that they were going to take a shower, and then go to breakfast. He wanted to cover at least five hundred miles today. He called the "Hertz" rental company, and had found out that he could drop the car at the train station twenty-four hours a day. When they got out of bed, she looked at him like a little girl who had been told that she had been grounded for being naughty. When he asked her what was wrong, she said, "Nothing Robert," then looked down at the floor biting her lower lip. He knew right away what was going on. "Sweetie, there is more to life than just sex." "You can say that, because you have been doing it for years. I just found about it yesterday." "But if you do it too much, you'll get board with it, and won't want to do it anymore." "Never Robert. I'll never get board doing it with you." "Come on Kitten, let's take a shower." "Together? Is that ok?" "Of course it is, besides it saves water and we can wash each other's backs." As he was already naked, she stood there looking at his wonderful penis, just wishing ... and breathing hard. He turned on the water, then pulled her nighty over her head and gently pulled her into the shower. He unwrapped the bar of motel soap and began to lather his hands. When he placed them on her full tender breasts she moaned, thinking that this was wonderful torture. As Robert washed his sister's titties, her nipples stood up showing that she was in the mood. Robert then moved down and washed her stomach, then moved down telling her to spread her legs. Washing her hairless mound and slit, she groaned with the feeling of intense pleasure he was giving her. He grabbed her shoulders and told her to turn around and bend over. He lathered up his hand and began washing between her but cheeks. When he slid a finger into her rectum, to clean it, she knew that there was more to come. He slid a soapy finger into vagina, and then quickly rinsed it. She knew that this was the only way she would ever take a shower from that time on. As she was bent over, Robert got behind her and slid his cock into her vagina. All she could think of was, 'Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy'. Holding her hips, he thrust forward and began to fuck her again. This was going to be the best shower she ever had. Her pussy was squeezing him and milking him to get the most out of what they were doing; with the warm water beating down on them adding an extra level to their love making. After the second time she came, she almost fell over, so he turned her around and sat her down on a little shower seat. She sat there taking great pleasure and delight in what he had just done for her, wondering why his penis was still hard. "Why are you still hard?" "You looked a little tired, and I wasn't ready to cum yet. It's ok." She took the soap from him and washed his testicles, then moved on to his penis. She spent a long time washing, caressing and fondling it. She rinsed it off and then asked, "What can I do for you? How can I make it special, like you make it for me?" "Would you like to kiss it a little?" "Do girls do that?" "Yes a lot of them do. Some of them even take the whole thing in their mouth and suck on it until it squirts. Then they swallow the guy's stuff." "Really? It doesn't hurt them?" "No. It's just like when I suck you between your legs. You said you liked that." "Oh yes. That is wonderful. Do you want me to do it?" "Only if you really want to." "I'm not sure I can do it like other women Robert." She was now sitting on the shower seat, with his cock not two inches from her face. It was long, hard and beautiful. She stuck her tongue out a little and touched the tip of his penis. It didn't taste bad and she knew it was clean, as she had just washed it. Taking just the tip of his long penis in her mouth, her natural instincts took over and she sucked a little. Katie then moved her face foreword a little more and took the whole head into her mouth. She sat there for a moment, unsure of what to do until she heard Robert say, "Suck ... harder ... baby." Katie started to suck just a bit more, until she decided it really tasted kind of good. It wasn't a foreign piece of something that shouldn't be there, as it flied her mouth and felt really nice. She knew that her brother would not intentionally hurt her so; she sucked a little harder, and enjoyed his penis in her mouth. After just a few minutes Katie felt her brother's hands on the back of her head holding it steady, as he moved his hips plunging deeper into her mouth. Sister - Sister Ch. 06 Less than five minutes had passed when she tasted a sweet, bitter liquid that had the consistency of raw egg whites, but tasted just a little like what cleaning fluid smelled like. Then there was a lot more of it. The stuff almost filled her mouth. She pulled her mouth off her brother's penis and looked up at him. After a deep sigh, he looked down at her and said, "Swallow it sweetie." When she did, she thought that it wasn't bad, and she would do it always to make him feel good. He then got down on the floor of the shower, spread her legs and moved his face in between them. When he began to suck she was again in heaven. She came twice in the first few minutes, and once more a few minutes later. When they finally got out of the shower, he began to dry her with the rough motel towel leaving her skin a bright pink, and then he dried himself. They got dressed in silence, and walked out to the car, all of the packages in hand. Robert went into the office and dropped the key on the desk. "Room 106," he said. A clerk looked up at him and made a nod of his head. Robert turned and walked out the door. They drove west then stopped for breakfast at a dinner. The food wasn't bad, but they ate and got out of there. After filling the tank across the street they were on the road again. After several hours of driving they came to the little town of Rawlins Wyoming. It was still almost three hundred miles to Salt Lake City. Robert told Katie that it might be a good idea to rest up over night, and part of the next day, then leave around nine. That would put them in Salt Lake around two am, so they could drop off the car at the train station, and would only have to wait two hours for the train. Rawlins a little town sitting on the Continental Divide, was named after General John A. Rawlins, Chief of Staff of the U.S. Army, who after taking a drink from a spring in 1867, at the base of a nearby hill declared, "If anything is ever named after me, I hope it will be this spring of water." It was about one in the afternoon, when Robert found a motel, and got a room for two nights. It was a nice motel and best of all it had a heated indoor swimming pool. The weather had dropped into the low fifties, and he was pleased Katie had purchased some warm clothing, and a nice jacket. She looked so cute all bundled up, like a beautiful little Eskimo in her hooded parka. There wasn't much to say about Rawlins, other than they had a Recreation Center the size of a small Balley's Spa, and the Sinclair Golf Course. During the summer months of June, July and August, they had Music in the Park staring all local musicians. In June there was Sierra Rose, and the next week there was Brenn Hill, ect, ect, ect. The most famous fact about Rawlins, is the History of Big Nose George Parrot who was Rawlins' most famous outlaw. In 1878 he and an accomplice tried to rob a payroll train just east of Rawlins. The robbery was a failure, but they managed to elude capture, killing two of the pursuing posse. When the law finally caught up with Parrot several years later, he was returned to Rawlins, tried and sentenced to hang. His attempt to break out of jail before his sentence was carried out, shortened the process. A Rawlins mob lynched him. Up to this point, his story is fairly normal for Wyoming in the 1800's, but what happened next was a little bizarre. Rawlins physician Dr. John E. Osborne took possession of the body, made a death mask of Parrot's famous profile, sawed open his skull to see how an outlaw's brains looked, and then presented the skull cap to his female assistant who used it for years as a door stop. Then Osborne skinned poor Parrot, tanned his hide as one might do with a cowhide, and made shoes and other items from the leather. Finally, he pickled what was left of the body in a whiskey barrel. Actually, thought Robert the most interesting fact of all was that Dr. Osborne's macabre experiments had no noticeable impact on his public standing, as ten years later he was elected governor of Wyoming, and he later served as a senator. And people say that Californians' are weird. Robert and Katie drove around town and found a movie theater, which was closed for renovations. So they stopped at the Coffee shop and had some lunch. Afterward there was apparently nothing to do but return to the motel and take a nap or go swimming. Katie voted for a nap but Robert knew what she meant. Robert stopped by a local store and purchased a medium size suitcase and an overnight bag for Katie's new cloths. Then they went next door to a video rental store, whose owner seemed to care less that Robert was a California resident. They rented one adventure story, one love story and two triple x-rated movies, and then headed back to the motel. Katie went into the bathroom and when she came out, she had on a pair of black panties that fit perfectly. She was also wearing one of Robert's white t-shirts. The combination made his cock hard almost immediately. When she got on top of the King sized bed, she looked so tiny that he was almost afraid to join her, but he slipped one of the DVD's in the machine and turned it on. When Katie saw what the couple was doing her eyes opened wide and she asked, "Robert who are those people?" "Porn actors." "Actors? They do that for money?" She was excited and giggling at the actions of the couple, and told Robert that she was very happy that he got the movie, as now she could see what other people did in bed. As they laid back and watched the movie, she would ask questions each time something new occurred on the TV. "What are they doing there Robert?" "That is called "doggie style", because he is doing it to her from behind." "What about that?" "That is called sixty-nine as they are sucking each other at the same time." "I think I would like to try that," she said unemotionally as if she were talking about picking out some new clothing. "Oh," she said a little while later, seeing the girl giving the guy a blowjob, "I know what that is. She is sucking his cock ... Mmmm, she looks like she likes it." Finally after about fifteen minutes of watching the movie, Katie asked him if they could turn it off for a while so he could do it to her. He picked up the remote and shut everything off. Lying down next to her, he dropped his hand to her tummy and began to rub. He then moved it down to the crotch of her panties, and she spread her legs wide. It only took a few minutes and her panties were damp. She whispered in his ear, "Bobby take my panties off and put your big penis inside of me ... please. As he didn't want to disappoint her, he slowly slid her panties down and off her feet. Quickly he removed his jockey shorts and knelt between her legs, with his hands on both sides of her head. Before he thought of taking hold of his cock, she had reached down and grabbed it with both of her tiny hands and guided it to the entrance of her vagina in an attempt to coat it with her natural juices. Katie moved the head up and down her lips and clitoris, as Robert had done before. Her slippery labia coated his penis, making it easier to move into her vagina. She then moved it to the gateway of her lust and pulled hard to so that his cock would slide into her cunt. The feeling, which she was becoming more dependent upon for her satisfaction, was now much more wonderful than her past tortured dreams. To Be Continued ... Sister - Sister Ch. 07 Although she was aware society frowned on it, she truly loved this young man, her half brother who, had saved her from a life of incarceration and boredom, then propelled her into a new life filled with love, lust and adventure. As his penis slid into her and his balls bumped into her sphincter, she knew that her life would no longer be dull. Robert knew fully well what his sister needed, so as his cock was moving deep within her, he slid his hands under her butt cheeks and shoved his penis harder and harder, allowing it to come in contact with every centimeter of her mucus covered vagina. After just a few strokes of his massive member she came, holding him tight against her letting him know he was needed more than ever, and she was begging him to continue. Comparing this type of sex, to what he had with Jennifer was not easy, as they were two completely different women, with different needs and wants, desiring a similar gratification. All he could say was he loved fucking both of them, however his sister was more important to him now and in her own way offered him a lot more. As his hard penis shoved relentlessly into his sister's pussy, he leaned his head down and sucked her titties, bringing her to the height of her sexuality. Then while still pounding his thick cock into her tender body, he kissed her lightly on the mouth, sucking on her lips and tongue. She made a muffled groan as she again began to leak her thick fluids around Robert's penis. Although he was doing it to her, he had no desire to cum yet. His energy level was high, so he was going to continue fucking her until she begged him to stop. She came twice more in the next ten minutes then said, "Robert ... do my breasts, like we saw them do in the movie. Stick your penis between my titties and squirt in my face. That looked like fun. I have never done it before." "Neither have I, and I'm afraid my weight might hurt you." "If it's uncomfortable, I'll tell you. Get on top of me and stick your penis between my titties, and fuck them a little. When you squirt, try to get some of it in my mouth. It will be fun ... you'll see." Robert gradually got on top of Katie, and gently laid his penis between her breasts. She squeezed them together tightly so he could fuck them. As he did, his body was rubbing against her nipples and she was getting hotter. The faster he moved, the further his cock went and several times it touched her mouth. When it did she kissed it and tried to suck on the end. He was now very excited and he felt his cum, start to squirt. As it shot out the end of his penis, she opened her mouth wide and caught some of it, smiling. She then told him to push his penis in her mouth so she could finish sucking it. "Mmmmmmmm Robert, I think that I'm really beginning to like your stuff. It tastes so good." Robert slid down her body, stopping to suck on her cute little breasts, knowing they soon would be increasing in size due to all of their activities. He then moved down kissing her tummy and then slowly down to her pussy. He was going to go for broke and give her so many orgasms that she would cry "uncle", actually cry "brother". He kissed the top of her tight little slit, until her clitoris poked out to see what was going on. Licking it for a while Katie moaned and caressed his head with both hands, acknowledging the pleasure her was providing. She didn't pull his hair like Jennifer had; she just stroked his head, running her hands through his hair. It felt wonderful. As Robert continued to kiss and suck, her pussy opened magically like a beautiful pink flower greeting the morning. Her flower was damp and had droplets of dew that he began to lick off. As he lifted her legs with both hands, she reached down and caught herself under her knees and pulled her legs back as far as they would go, presenting herself open wide to him. The both held her legs as his mouth toured her vulnerable labia and vagina, sucking and licking every part of her beautiful cunt. As her vagina was wide open and begged to be lovingly assaulted, Robert slid his tongue into it as deep as he could pumping it in and out, causing her to cry out, "Bob-bee, bob-bee, bob-bee, bob-bee, bob-bee, bob-bee, bob-bee, Oh ... Bobby." As she sprayed his face with her orgasm, she dropped her legs unable to evoke the strength to hold them up any longer. He continued to suck her and tongue fuck her until it seemed to deplete her store of multiple orgasms and she lay back quietly. This was a special event however, and although she lay back with her eyes closed and her mouth hanging open, her arms flopped to her sides, Robert was going to try and push her over the edge. He was going to make her dream, of being violated to within an inch of her life, come true. Her pussy was oozing her delicious liquid, and although he wanted to get down and lick up her flowing nectar, he moved up and slid his thick cock into her quivering and trembling cunt. She could no longer think, however her legs as though powered by some unknown force, hooked themselves around her brother's thighs and pulled him deep into her vagina. He began to pump hard and knew he was reaching some invisible goal when she began to sob. He knew that he was not hurting her, as he had fucked her much harder before. He was aware she was just releasing her pent-up emotions, and getting her body ready to have another orgasm. Robert was surprised when her groin muscles began squeezing his cock. He couldn't understand where she learned this little known sexual trick. She had it perfected however, as her vagina was sucking him hard. It was now becoming a contest to see who would make the other cum first. Robert doubled his efforts and jammed his swollen penis inside of his sister's vagina moving very fast, the wetness almost overwhelming. Although he could feel his release, building in his back, thighs and balls, he was aware that she was ready also, buy the way her nails buried themselves in his butt. A loud groan followed by a saturating gush of fluids, discharged from his sister's cunt. At the same exact time Robert began to cum also. This was a memorable occasion as it was the first time they had cum simultaneously. He laid on top of her, his cock remaining in her vagina, which was still pumping him and sucking his cock involuntarily. He felt she was quite satisfied, although her nails were still embedded in his ass cheeks. Robert slowly lifted himself off of Katie, and then lay down beside her. The room was cool so he pulled the bed cover over her almost naked body. As he stroked her short cut dirty blonde hair, she opened her eyes and smiled at him, her deep dimples indenting her bright pink cheeks. "Thank ... you ... Bobby ... you are all that I need." Katie then turned over and went to sleep. Robert suddenly felt a loss as his little sex partner had finally quit on him, but she hadn't done it without a fight. This situation was so far removed from Jennifer, and her family that it seemed like the whole Jennifer thing was just a distant memory. He wondered what would have happened if Jennifer had agreed to go to California with him. What would have happened to his sister? Apparently someone wanted him to see Katie and rescue her. It had to have been fate, as there was no other answer. At least there was no other answer that he could think of. Robert slipped back into his underpants, and put on a t-shirt. He took one of the DVDs out of its sleeve and placed it on the machine. The movie was called, "Serendipity" which meant a happy coincidence. He had seen the movie before, however had enjoyed it so much that he rented it, especially for Katie. The movie stars; John Cusack and Kate Beckinsale. He is Johnathan and she is Sara. Jonathan and Sara meet when they reach for the same pair of black cashmere gloves in a crowded Manhattan department store five days before Christmas. After pleading their respective cases of who should rightfully get the gloves, Jonathan concedes and allows her to purchase them. Sara buys him a coffee at a bakery called "Serendipity" to thank him, and the two hit it off, but as both are seeing other people they don't become involved. Sara, who is a firm believer in fate, jots her name and telephone number down in a book and says she will sell it to a used bookstore the following day. If she and Jonathan are destined to be together, she rationalizes, the book will find its way him. Sara and Jonathan spend the following years thinking of each other, the memory of that magical night etched in to their brains forever. Although he is about to be married, not to Sara however, he locates the book and a whirlwind search is launched for the love of his life. Through a bunch of "Serendipitous" mistakes they finally find each other. Robert sat down and started the movie. For an hour and a half he was lost in the abilities of the actors to, almost project him into another place. He enjoyed the movie as much as the first time he saw it. Katie was beginning to stir and looked around to see if Robert was there. When she saw him, he waived and smiled. She smiled back contentedly. "Are you hungry sweetie?" he asked. She said nothing, however smiled again and nodded her head. "Ok ... why don't we get dressed and go out to get something to eat? If you go out dressed like that, your cute little rear end, would probably freeze off." Katie's smile turned into a giggle then she got out some new panties, a bra, a pair of long pants and a sweater. After they both were fully dressed, she walked up to Robert and stood in front of him. "Robert, do you know how much I love you?" "No!" "You never will because it is more than the world and God himself." "Little girl, I think that I may love you even more." They left the motel and went looking for a nice restaurant. Robert saw a Chinese restaurant and asked her if she liked Chinese food. She shrugged her shoulders and said, "I don't know. I have never had any." "Would you like to try some?" "Do you like it?" "Oh yes. It can be wonderful." They went into the restaurant and sat in a booth. Robert pointed out all of the dishes he liked and she told him to order for the two of them. Robert ordered two Mandarin dinners and two Pepsis. She was a little hesitant at first, but after tasting the food she ate it like he had never seen before. After dinner they went for a walk around the downtown area. She told him about her life and her twenty-five years in the convent and all of the girls she had met. He told her all about Santa Barbara and his apartment, his job and the things in which she had to look forward. The got in the car and returned to the motel. She decided that she wanted to see the other triple x-rated movie. The second movie was similar to the first, except it was supposedly in Las Vegas. The actors were doing all the same stuff only in a slightly different order. After watching for fifteen minutes Katie began to get undressed, and when she was down to her birthday suite, she began to take off Roberts cloths. When they were both completely naked she pulled the covers back, and they crawled in under the covers. "Bobby get behind me and push your penis between my legs like you did the other night ... when you helped me the first time ... remember?" He moved in behind her and she quickly lifted her leg over him then reached between her legs, took hold of his cock and laid it against her pussy lips. She then closed her leg, trapping him. As he began to move his hips she moaned and shoved her hips back. As his cock slid into her vagina, she pushed back helping him fuck her. Ten minutes later, she had him on his back and was sitting with her legs wide apart, astride him, his cock just where she wanted it, all the way into her pussy. She then began to move like a cat on steroids, undulating her hips and butt, as if she were sitting on a mechanical bull. It didn't take very long until she stopped moving, moaned and squirted her juices. A mild orgasm didn't stop her however, and she continued to fuck her brother for all she was worth. This was now her vocation, keeping both herself and Robert satisfied. She loved fucking him, more than anything else. Robert thought maybe she would slow down in the future, and if not, what the hell he didn't want to live forever anyway. When she came the second time, he moved down between her legs and put his mouth to work, licking and sucking. She quickly came again and told him in a whisper that he was extraordinary. As his face was very wet from her discharge, he began to move up her tummy, kissing and sucking all the way. When he came to her titties, she groaned as his mouth took in one of her nipples. Robert sucked for a very long time and was a little surprised when she came just from his sucking. He then stuck an index finger into her butt hole and his thumb into her vagina. She came unglued and squirted again, knowing there was nothing short of death that would ever part them. Pulling his fingers from her holes, he had her lay on her stomach, and shoved a pillow under her tummy. He then pushed her legs together as tight as he could then got on top of her, and worked his cock into her pussy. She quickly grabbed another pillow and hung on for dear life. It was exquisite, and felt like he was fucking her with an animal penis. He kept it up for almost an hour then came, filling her vagina with his cum and her discharge. When she finally fell asleep, she didn't even bother to remove the pillow. The next morning they both woke up around seven. She was exhausted and very happy. As they weren't hungry, they laid in bed watching movies. She however just couldn't keep her hands off of him and began to jack him off, as she had seen in the naughty movies. She stroked him for more than an hour until she became aware that he was about to cum. She slowly lowered her open mouth onto his penis and sucked hard, lightly squeezing his balls. Then just like "Old Faithful" his stomach began to rumble and his cum filled her mouth. The flavor was exceptionally good, maybe because of the Chinese food the night before. It was noon before they dragged out of bed and went out to eat. They both had a salad and a coke then returned to the motel. She thought that maybe this was what a real honeymoon might be like, but most honeymoons end. She made a promise to herself that this one never would. They made love in everyway possible all afternoon, and then he called the office and left a call for nine o'clock, so they could get up and head for Salt Lake to catch the train. To Be Continued ... Sister - Sister Ch. 08 The telephone in the motel room began to ring in a muffled tone, and a red light started to flash. Robert lifted the receiver and a voice came on. "This is your nine o'clock wake up call." Robert thanked the disembodied voice and hung up. Katie was still out, so Robert leaned over and kissed her. Her response was almost immediate. She put her arms around her brother and began to kiss him back with her eyes still closed. Her tongue slipped into his mouth and touched his. "Robert ... kiss my titties, suck on them ... please." He knew not to argue the point, so he placed his mouth on her nipple and began to suck. She in turn reached under the covers and took hold of his penis, stroking it slowly. When his cock began to get hard, she got on his lap and slipped his cock into her vagina. She then leaned forward and placed her nipple back into his mouth. Robert continued sucking while she moved front to back on top of him, her fluids beginning to flow. Robert knew that they could leave the motel by eleven and be in Salt Lake before four am, but he really wanted to be out of there by ten. She was riding him for about forty minutes, and had two or three orgasms, however she apparently didn't want to stop, so Robert rolled her off and onto her stomach and got in behind her. He aimed as well as he could and shoved his cock into her damp little pussy. She flinched, and then moaned, as it felt wonderful to her. He pulled on her pelvic bone and shoved harder and harder, penetrating her as deep as he could. Although she made no sounds, she would periodically gush out thick liquid, onto his penis helping everything to stay well lubricated. He knew at this point he was not about to cum so he would just continue for another half hour, hopefully until she was at least satisfied. When she "gushed" around the fifth time, she said, "OK ... OK you win. I can't do this any longer, for a while anyway. You have burned me out." "Are you ready to get up? I want to be out of here by ten." "Ok Bobby, but I need a shower. Are you going to join me?" "No ... you go ahead and I'll take one after you." "Ooooooo ... Kkkkaaa." She groaned as if somebody had taken away her favorite toy, and then went into the bathroom. While his sister was in the shower, he packed everything he could, and laid out some cloths for the both of them. After she came out, he went in. "Robert do you need anything washed ... I'm good at that." "No sweetie, just get dressed and I'll wash myself." "OK," she sighed. Just like clockwork, he thought. Everything went fine and they had departed the motel by ten, en route to San Francisco. The drive was tedious, especially at night, however Katie was awake and sitting as close to her brother as she could without actually sitting in his lap. She then asked, "Robert when we catch the train, how long will it be to San Francisco?" "About eighteen hours, why?" "That's a long time to go ......" "Without sex?" he finished her sentence. "Well ... yah!" "Sweetie, everything will work out. You will see." "Still that's a long time." Robert leaned over and kissed her on the top of her head, and continued driving. After two hours he pulled into a gas station and refueled. Katie just sat in the car, pouting. As they left the gas station, she asked, "Bobby ... do you think we can stop along the way ... and maybe ... do it in the car?" "No sweetie. We don't want to take a chance on being caught by the police, now do we?" "I guess not, but eighteen hours Bobby ... That's a long time." "You'll live." 'Yah ... I guess." "Concentrate on something else, like what you want to do when we arrive in San Francisco." "That's easy. The same thing I want to do right now." "Where is my jacket Kitten?" "Are you cold Bobby?" "No ... but I need my jacket." Katie reached into the back seat and grabbed Roberts jacket, then looked at him with anticipation. "Pull your panties down, sweetie." "Huh?" "Take your panties off and put them in your purse." Not being one to argue, she lifted her dress hooked her thumbs in the top of her panties and pulled them down to her knees. "All the way off sweetie." She pulled them down and off her feet, then placed them in her purse as instructed. Robert then told her to get close to him and place his jacket on her lap. When she did that, he reached under her dress and began playing with her pussy. After just five miles his middle finger was inside of her vagina and pumping her as fast as he could. This was heaven and much better than she could have done on her own. She moaned and began to cum, as his long finger continued to probe her depths. "Oh Bobby ... you are so good to me. Do you think we can do this on the train?" "I'm sure we can work something out." "Thank you Bobby," she said as she came again. After cuming about five or six times she curled up and went to sleep. It was two thirty in the morning when he pulled into Salt Lake City, at the train station. "Baby wake up, and put your panties on. We are in the city and the Mormons, don't like it when girls run around without panties." After she was all proper and back together, Robert pulled up in front of the station. A red cap came out and began unloading the baggage, then called on his handy talkie, "Hertz? We have one of your vehicles out in front." Robert handed the red cap his tickets and a ten-dollar bill. The man told Robert to take the tickets with him and he would take care of the luggage. He then said, "Mr. And Mrs. English, if you go in the front doors, you will see a large red sign that reads "FIRST CLASS LOUNGE". Go in there and show them your tickets and they will get you anything you require. Just then the Hertz man came out rubbing his eyes. Robert gave him the keys to the car and the paperwork. "Mr. English, do you want to fill the car with gas, or do you want me to do it and charge it to your card?" "Thank you. You do it, I'm kind of tired." Robert handed him a five-dollar bill and the Hertz man drove the car away. Katie and Robert went into the first class lounge and showed the clerk their reservations. He checked them through and said, "There are complementary drinks and sandwiches in the refrigerator along with snacks and fruit. There are sleeping seats in the dark area over there. If you wish a nap, I will personally awaken you prior to the arrival of the California Zephyr." They both picked up a can of juice and lay down in the seats. She looked at Robert with her bottom lip sticking out and said. "Eighteen hours Bobby?" Robert just smiled at his little sister-nun-nymphomaniac and said, "Go to sleep." What seemed like just a few minutes later, Robert and Katie were awakened by the clerk and told that the train would be there in ten minutes and would layover for thirty minutes before it departs. There was an electric cart to take them to the train. Katie felt like a Queen, as she had never been treated this well before. She was a happy girl. They were at trackside when the train rolled in, and the redcap who had taken their luggage, guided them onto the train and down a narrow hall to their stateroom. "This is it Mr. and Mrs. English, first class. I believe you and your wife will be very comfortable. The porter will be in just a few minutes to set up the bed." Robert handed him another tip. "Thank you again Mr. English." With that statement the red cap departed. "Did he say bed? We have our own bed on the train Bobby?" Katie asked with a broad smile on her face. Robert just smiled and sat back waiting. She sat on his lap and said, "Bobby you are just a big tease. I thought we were just going to sit next to ..." ".... each other," he said finishing her sentence. "I know what you thought. For somebody who has been a nun for so long, you show very little faith." A knock came on the cabin door, and the porter was told to come in. Quickly he set up the bed and put away their clothing. He pointed out the restroom, which included a shower, then after receiving a tip from Robert, he was on his way. "What do you say Ms. English, would you like to go to bed?" "Would I? Just let me put on my nighty." Katie took a green nighty out of her overnight case and went into the bathroom. When she came out, she sat on Robert's lap and began kissing him on the neck, in his ear and all over his face. "Two days ago Robert, I only remembered you as a little boy. Now you are the center of my universe. I love you so much, I don't know what to do." "Get into bed and I'll be right with you." Robert quickly stripped down to nothing and crawled into bed with Katie. The bed wasn't very large, so they were lying close together. Katie didn't mind a bit, deciding that things would work better if he were behind her. As the train began to move, they opened the window shade a little. It was completely dark outside as Katie reached around behind her and began to stroke Robert's penis. She lifted her right leg and told him, 'Bobby ... push your cock in me, and fuck me a little ... please." Robert took hold of her hip, moved in closer and slid his cock into her tight little pussy. She groaned as she felt the large member fill her vagina. She was happy every time she could involve Robert in her sexy scenarios and have access to any part of his body. "Robert ... do you think it would be possible to fuck all the way to San Francisco?" Robert grasped her hip with his right hand, and took hold of her hair with the other. When he shoved his cock into her and pulled her hair, she loved it and came right away. She was so happy they were going to be able to have sex for the next eighteen hours. As Katie had her legs squeezed together, it seemed even tighter than normal. She began working her "kegel" muscles again squeezing his cock. Robert loved to fuck his sister as much as she wanted him to do it to her. They were the perfect couple. They loved each other because they were brother and sister, but also because they were perfect sex partners. He couldn't believe how good it felt to slide his cock into her gorgeous slippery pussy. The train was moving out of Salt Lake, with a gentle rocking movement that assisted in their lovemaking, and the more he pulled her hair, the more she came. "Oh Robert fuck me harder, and pull my hair again. You are such a naughty boy, and I love being naughty with you." He rolled her over on her stomach, and got on top of her, shoving his cock into her as hard as he could. She was going to say nothing, as she was now his love slave, ready for everything he was going to give her. Accepting everything he offered her. When he leaned forward, and licked the back of her neck, she couldn't stand it and began to cream all over his cock. Telling her to turn over, she did as he asked and laid herself open to his assault. He jammed his cock into her hard and she hooked her legs around his, so he couldn't get away. As he fucked her harder and faster she held him close aware her was going to fill her vagina with his fluids. He was moving fast and had a pained expression on his face. She knew he was ready, and squeezed her titties together, telling him to suck on them. He took a warm soft, yet firm mouthful of her titty, and sucked. She squealed and oozed out a tablespoon full of juice wetting his penis. As he was sucking her titties he felt the most wonderful feeling in his thighs. It was warm, and it tingled then a slight pain hit the back of his neck. His breathing increased and he could hold off no longer. All of his cum began to shoot out the end of his cock, into his sister's pussy. She took a deep breath, her toes curled down and she grabbed his ass with both hands as she came again. They lay there as the train moved down the tracks toward San Francisco. The steady rocking of the train was gently putting them to sleep. Robert then realized he was on top of her and moved off, taking her in his arms and holding her tight. She was very comfortable, and moved a leg over him. The liquid from her pussy was leaking on his thigh. She kissed him lightly on his lips and said, "Eighteen hours!" then giggled and drifted off to sleep. Robert was awakened when the train lurched and made a loud noise. He looked out the window as the sky was beginning to turn from black to a light blue. Watching the passing scenery, he saw the sun come up on a new day, a day that would begin to make his life really worth wile. His older, little sister lay in his arms sleeping, content and happy. He snuggled down into the covers and went to sleep. A knock came at the door around eight-fifteen. The porter was advising them breakfast was now being served, and would continue until nine-thirty. He awakened Katie and whispered in her ear that they should get up for breakfast. She looked at him and smiled then kissed him on the lips. He got up and went into the bathroom to pee. She was right behind him, and then reached around and took hold of his cock. "What are you doing baby?" "I wanted to help you Robert, so I thought I could hold it for you while you peed. Girls never get to hold anything when they pee." Robert thought, 'what the hell; if that's what she wants to do then why not let her.' It felt funny, peeing and not holding on to his cock. She was a good shot, however and aimed right for the pot. When he was done, she shook it and then took a warm washcloth and washed it carefully. After several minutes his penis began to get hard, and she had him sit down on the commode. She then knelt down in front of him and took his cock in her mouth. As she began to suck, Robert wondered at his fortune. About five minutes of her special nurturing was all he could take and he told her he was about to cum. She nodded her head, which added pleasure to what she was doing. Robert stiffened his back and legs and began squirting his cum in her mouth. "Mmmmmm," she said and swallowed it, "Now I'm hungry, let's go to breakfast." As Robert was getting dressed, she came up behind him, put her arms around his neck and bit him on the ear. "Oww. What was that for?" "I just want you to know that I love you." "Don't you have a less violent way of showing me?" "Sure ... let's go back into the bathroom." "No let's go to breakfast instead." "Okay ... your loss." They locked the stateroom and then he guided her down the narrow hallway toward the dining car. When they got there they had to wait for several minutes until a table was available. When they finally sat down, he handed her a menu. She said, "I'll take one of everything. You really know how to stir up my appetite." Robert began to write the items of food on a menu card for each of them. "Baby?" he asked, "Do you want eggs? She nodded her head. "How do you want them?" "Scrambled ... light." "Bacon or sausage? And what kind of toast? Coffee or milk? Orange juice?" "I'll have whatever you are going to have, Robert." When they were waiting for the food, Katie reached across the table and took Robert's hands, looking him in the eyes. "I love you, and I'll do anything for you, no matter what." "The same goes for me too, Kitten. No mater what." They ate breakfast and watched the scenery of western Utah, as the train headed for California. She talked about everything that happened to them in the last two days, and suddenly tears began to form in her eyes. "What's wrong baby?" "Nothing Bobby. I'm just happy. Happier than I have ever been in my whole life." "You make me happy also, Kitten." "Thank you Robert. I will be thanking you every day for the rest of my life." "That's not necessary, sweetie. I should be thanking you, because you saved me too." "From what Robert?" "Loneliness, boredom, a dull life and about a thousand other things I can't talk about in mixed company." Katie smiled and her deep dimples excited Robert. "Could we have a little wine, Robert?" "Of course. What kind would you like?" "Something light and fruity, but not too dry ... Okay?" Robert ordered two bottles of White Zinfandel, and took them back to the stateroom. When he closed the door, she took the 'do not disturb' sign and hung it on the doorknob. Robert opened a bottle, and poured them both a glass. They drank a little, and then Robert got down in front of her where she was sitting on the bed, and slid the bottom of her skirt up to her tummy, revealing a pair of Raspberry colored panties. He placed his hands on her knees and slowly pushed them apart, moving his head between her thighs, kissing them on the soft inside, just below the crotch of her panties. As Robert licked her thighs, she moaned and ran her hands through his hair, pulling his face gently into her crotch. When Robert saw the dark Raspberry colored stain on her panties, he leaned forward and kissed it. She groaned and began to play with his ears as he brought her extreme pleasure. He then took hold of the elastic and pulled her panties to the side, sliding his tongue up and down her slit. She was breathing hard when he took her clitoris between his lips and sucked on it. Two minutes later she began to dribble her juice out onto Robert's tongue. He grabbed the top of her shiny panties, and pulled them down over her hips. She lifted her butt as he pulled. Taking the panties off her legs, he dropped them on the floor and placed his whole mouth over her clitoris and pussy lips. Sucking hard, she came again. Closing her eyes she reveled in the feeling of her legs wide open and his head between them, his mouth sucking on all of her tender parts. After she squirted again, Robert stood up and removed all of his cloths, then turned her over on her stomach, shoving one of the pillows under her mid section. He moved in behind her and placed his cock at the entrance to her pussy hole, then shoved and pulled on her hips at the same time. He began fucking her as hard as she wanted it, and continued on through at least four orgasms. Robert was about to cum when she screamed into a pillow, and splattered one more time hard against him. Not pulling his cock from her pussy, he leaned in top of her, resting on his knees and elbows, moving his hips slightly. She hugged her pillow and moved her hips back into him, her pussy sucking on his deflating penis. When it came time to have lunch, the porter awaked them. Robert thanked him, however declined stating they were going to catch up on some much needed sleep. As soon as he was gone, they lay in each other's arms totally naked kissing and touching. They played together all afternoon, and their play culminated in a wild no holds bared act of pure sex, fucking each other as hard and fast as they could. When the dinner bell rang, they were up, showered dressed and ready. They were both starving. All through dinner, Katie smiled at him, her deep dimples accentuating her natural beauty. Robert was truly in love. They returned to the stateroom, and Katie said, "Bobby, don't be angry, but I have something I have to tell you." Fearing the worst Robert asked. "What?" "Bobby my pussy is a little sore ... maybe we can wait until tomorrow? If you need me, I'll suck you?" Robert began to laugh and said, "You know Kitten, I'm a little sore myself. Maybe we should pace ourselves." They both laughed and he poured out more wine. They held each other then finally laid down for another nap. The train pulled into the "Fisherman's Warf" station about ten thirty at night. As the porter had packed their clothing, and taken it off the train, Robert and Katie, got off. After eighteen hours on the train the aroma of the San Francisco bay, was a wonderful change. Katie had never seen an ocean in her entire life. The red cap, at Robert's request, hailed a taxi for them. Sister - Sister Ch. 08 Robert helped her into the back seat while he assisted the driver with their baggage. Robert said, "Mark Hopkins please." "Yes sir." "Where is the Mark Hopkins, Robert?" "You will see little one." Katie looked like someone who was watching a tennis match. She was trying to look in every direction at the same time and see everything. It only took about ten minutes from the Warf to the top of the hill, where the hotel is located. As the taxi pulled into the circle driveway, a valet opened the door. Robert paid the taxi driver and slipped a bellman five dollar to get their bags. At the front desk, Robert signed the register as Mr. and Mrs. Robert English. Katie was delirious and wasn't sure what would be next. As they went up the elevator to the ninth floor and the honeymoon suite, he told her they would be staying in San Francisco for three days, and the following day he was going to take her to Ghirardelli Square on a shopping tour, then lunch at Alioto's Restaurant on Fisherman's Warf and later to Chinatown for dinner, if she wanted. In the suite, they stood by the window and looked at the sights of the city by the Bay and contemplated their new life together. End. * Thank you for all of the good notes and e-mail. I am now attempting to finish "Joan the First Female Pope". Thank you all again. Sister, Sister Ep. 01 This is an Adult parody based on the TV show Sister, Sister. Those Under 18 should not read it. All characters that are portrayed in this story are 18 years of age or over. Episode One – Home Alone The front door opened and 18 year old Tamera Campbell snuck inside. She looked around cautiously and then called out; "Hello..Is anyone home? Dad? Lisa? Are you there?" Silence greeted her call. Still not satisfied she let out another, louder, call. She moved towards the kitchen, depositing her bag on the couch. She pushed open the kitchen door and walked in half-expecting Lisa to be there. The kitchen was empty however. With a mischievous grin on her lips she muttered to herself; "Looks like I might just get away with this..." Still she had to be certain. She bolted up the stairs calling out for anyone as she did. There was no reply. Lisa's design studio was also empty. The pretty black teenager let out a sigh of relief and finally relaxed. She headed downstairs and into the kitchen. She needed a glass of water and a paracetomol; she had a splitting headache. She found two Tylenol and grabbed a glass. As she filled it she pondered. She had ditched the last two periods of school and cheerleading practice to come home. She'd had a huge fight with Diavian. Seems that her so-called best friend had tried to put the moves on Tamera's boyfriend Jordan at Homecoming last week. Diavian had said it was because she'd drunk too much and hadn't known what she'd been doing. Tamera didn't believe that for a second. D had always had the hots for Jordan and she'd even admitted this to Tamera BEFORE the Homecoming dance. Diavian also had a reputation as being "easy". Well that's what she'd heard anyway...Anyway Jordan had told D where to go and told Tamera about it yesterday. It had ended in a near catfight in school today. Tamera was so angry and distraught that she couldn't face double Math and Cheerleader practice. So she'd ditched... Tamera gulped down the water and refilled the glass. It was then that she caught sight of the note on the fridge. Putting down the glass she walked over to it and ripped it off the fridge. It was from Lisa. Babies, I had to go to the fabric suppliers because there was a mix up with my order. Then I have to do an emergency fitting for Eileen Van Houten. Ray won't be home 'till later. He had to pick up some special celebrity client. So he says anyway. But you know Ray...always with the tall tales. There is a casserole in the fridge. Love, Lisa Tamera smiled and put the note in the bin. Great! She had the whole house to herself. She went over to the fridge, opened it and saw the casserole. She wasn't hungry though and slammed the door behind her. What to do? Homework? She laughed merrily to herself, indicating no she had no intention of doing that. Besides she was too upset and wouldn't be able to give her homework the concentration it merited. This drew more giggling from her. She literally skipped up the stairs and into the bedroom she shared with her twin sister Tia. It was an unremarkable room really; just your average teenagers room. While Tamera's side looked like a bomb had hit it, Tia's was fastidiously neat. But that sort of summed them up really. Tia was organised, methodical and studious. Tamera was a flake. They both complimented each other though; Tamera's scatty Yin to Tia's disciplined Yang. A pleasant warm feeling engulfed her body as she thought about how much she loved her sister and how fortunate they were to meet at the department store 3 years ago. She couldn't imagine her life without Tia. They'd shared all their hopes and dreams together; as well as all their secrets...well all except one. Tamera caught sight of herself in the mirror and smiled. She was a slim girl with light chocolate coloured skin and straight jet-black hair that was tied back in a ponytail. She was considered attractive and had more then one or two male admirers in her high school. Jordan was her love though; he was sweet, gentle and very funny. Still it did a girls ego good to know that there were others who lusted after her. Her headache had abated somewhat as the Tylenol had kicked in. She was feeling a little better now. The first thing Tamera wanted to do now was to change into her sweats; there was no point wearing a mini-skirt around the house now was there? Standing in front of the mirror Tamera began to disrobe completely oblivious to the fact that the curtains to her room were wide open...and completely oblivious to the fact that she was being watched. _______________ Roger Evans had been home sick all day. He'd caught flu after the Homecoming dance and was effectively bedridden. He was extremely annoyed as it was his birthday today and now he faced the celebrating turning 18 being stuck in bed with a temperature. He only had himself to blame though. He'd managed to smuggle a bottle of vodka into the Homecoming dance and had proceeded to get standing-up falling down drunk. All he remembered was vomiting all over the place, even on his dates dress!, and then deciding to take a dip in the school swimming pool in his tuxedo. Needless to see he'd passed out and had slept outdoors wearing a drenched suit. Which led him, not surprisingly, to predicament he now faced. Truth be told Roger was bored...there was nothing on TV. What could he do? Out of the corner of his eye he spied his telescope. Listlessly he went over to the window where his telescope was placed. He debated whether he should bother. He'd nothing better to do...why not? He dragged his chair over to his window and placed his eye to it. It took him a minute to adjust the eyepiece. When he could see clearly he aimed the telescope into sky. All he could see were a few birds and an airplane. A 747 by the looks of it. Boring! He raked the telescope over the backyards of the houses next to his. There was old man Fargi doing his lawn and his wife hanging up her equally old, and by the looks of it equally grey, underwear to dry. Roger grimaced; "That's Gross!!" He aimed the telescope across to the Campbell house, which was directly next door to his. Here dwelt the two greatest fantasies in Rogers's world. The twins; Tia Landry and Tamera Campbell. Since he'd been 15 he'd lusted after both of them. They were not interested in him at all...well except as friends. They'd made that abundantly clear to him on more than one occasion. How many times when he'd made amorous advances on them had they, usually in unison, shouted that well-worn phrase at him? "Go Home, Roger!" At first he'd reckoned it was because he was small for his age. But even after a phenomenal growth spurt they still showed no sign of falling for Roger's charms. Unhappily he sighed as he thought of them. The closest he'd ever come to realising his fantasy was one Valentines Day about a year and a half ago, when Tamera had suddenly become infatuated with him. He'd not gotten too far with her though, just first base. In truth they'd only been together for about a week. He smiled a little as he remembered necking her on his back porch. Those were some of the happiest moments of his life. He scanned the backyard but saw there was no one there. He next aimed it at the house. The twins would be at school but Lisa, Tia's "mom", might be home. She was a heavyset woman in her forties but she had huge breasts and was not unattractive. Roger had spied her a couple of times changing clothes- and had even caught her fully nude once. He had found it extremely difficult to look her in the face for a while after that. Particularly when the image of her voluptuous form had started to invade his fantasies involving Tia and Tamera. Roger raked the telescope over the house pausing at Lisa's room which was at the top of the house. No one was in. Roger sighed "Damn!" He was about to turn away from the telescope when he decided that he would look in at the Twins room. It was directly across from his. Roger muttered aloud; "What the hell...who knows maybe Lisa is in there cleaning" He aimed the telescope at the Twins room and adjusted the sights. What he saw caused him to emit a low moan and his penis started to stiffen. It was Tamera...and it looked as if...no she wasn't...she couldn't be! _________________ Tamera, unaware of Roger's lusting gaze, took off her watch and bracelet and placed them on the desk. She next took off her striped jumper revealing a white t-shirt. She kicked off her shoes and sat down. She unrolled her sheer tights and threw them in the corner on top of a large pile of papers. Standing up again she untucked her t-shirt and lifted it over her head revealing a white sports bra. She hated the thing but when you were a cheerleader you really needed one to keep certain things from bouncing all over the place. She undid the belt of her mini-skirt and allowed said skirt to fall to the ground, leaving Tamera Campbell standing in her bedroom clad only in her bra and white cotton panties. She debated whether to have a shower. What was the point? Jordan wouldn't be coming over tonight as he was snowed under as editor of the school paper and head of the Student Council. There was no need to then really was there? "No point at all..", Tamera said aloud. With that she reached around her back and unclasped her bra, sliding it off her shoulders and letting it fall to the ground. Tamera was now topless. She looked at herself in the mirror again and studied her breasts. They were small but firm, her mocha coloured nipples pert. She ran a hand over her breasts and down her flat stomach, smiling as she did. She untied her hair, letting it cascade down around her shoulders seductively. She ran her hands through it and pouted seductively at her reflection in the mirror. She giggled at this and hopped up and down a couple of times, causing her breasts to bounce a little. Quick as a flash she hooked her thumbs under the elastic in her panties and pulled them down. Tamera Campbell was now standing in front of the mirror completely naked. She admired herself in the mirror. She might have had small breasts but she had great legs and a very firm butt. She reasoned with herself; "We can't have everything now can we?" As Tamera stood there in front of the mirror she began to think of Jordan. She really, really wished he was here right now. She began to think back to the Homecoming dance. They'd made passionate love in the School Newspaper offices, the best it had ever been. Jordan had been so tender and gentle. They'd kissed and caressed each other for what seemed like hours before, bodies entwined, Jordan had taken her to Nirvana. She'd never had an orgasm as incredible as that one. She had tingled in ecstasy for hours after it. Holding on to Jordan, as he dozed in contentment, she had buried her face in his chest and felt his heart beat feeling nothing but love for him. As Tamera recalled this a tingle of pleasure ran up her spine and she felt her nipples harden. She ran her hands down her belly to her pussy and felt that it was moist. She felt a lancing bolt of pleasure shoot through her body as her hand caressed her labia. Her body was covered in goose bumps. There was only one thought on her mind. She couldn't could she? What if someone came in? What if someone caught her? Tamera thought of the note that Lisa had left. Lisa and Ray were going to be gone for hours. Tia was stuck in school until later. There was no one in the house but her... Tamera grinned wickedly ______________________ Roger couldn't believe what he was seeing. Tamera Campbell, one of his dream girls, was in the process of performing an impromptu strip tease for him. He was finding it extremely difficult to register this fact. With a look of shock and awe on his face and a now fully erect penis in his pants he gazed at her in lust-filled wonder. As she'd stripped, garment from garment, he'd expected her to close the curtains. But she hadn't. He knew Tia would have but Tamera was...well scatty to say the least. Besides she probably didn't expect him to be at home staring in at her through a telescope. The irony was that it was Ray Campbell who had given him the telescope for his sixteenth birthday. "Thank you Mr Campbell!!" Roger cackled Needless to say Ray wouldn't have expected, or should that be suspected, Roger to use said telescope to stare in at his nubile young "daughter". Roger continued to gawp at Tamera's naked body. Her breasts were perfectly proportioned to the rest of her slim form. Very perky as well by the looks of them. She was slim but definitely not too skinny. Her legs were to die for. This was not news to Roger though as he'd seen them many times over the years when she wore those mini-skirts of hers. Her butt was awesome looking. Shapely and toned from all the cheerleading dances she did. Roger continued to scan her body over and over again, his gaze inevitably drawn between her legs. A patch of neatly shaved black hair sprouted there; it was shaped like a triangle. As Tamera's hand grazed this patch of hair Roger let out a louder moan. He checked himself before he remembered that his parents were away in Vermont for the week. He was all alone in the house staring at one of the little hotties from next door stripping while his penis strained painfully against the fabric of his track-suit. Which made what he did next inevitable. Not taking his eyes off the telescope he maneuvered his hands down to the waistband of his tracksuit and pulled it down, releasing his blood-engorged member in the process. It was with a feeling of guilt and lust that he began to stroke it, all the while staring intently at the naked form of Tamera Campbell. ______________ Tamera was feeling very, very hot now and she could feel herself getting moister as her lust grew. With no-one at home or likely to be home for the next while she knew she was safe. She turned and slowly lay down on her bed, the silky satin bed-sheets electrifying her naked form. She began to run her hands slowly over her body again and again, purposefully avoiding her clitoris. She closed her eyes and started to think of Jordan, of how he caressed and kissed her body with such reverence. Of how he would kiss her and caress her breasts slowly and tenderly. Her own hands began to stroke her breasts and nipples, pinching them ever so slightly causing Tamera to emit a little moan of pleasure. She began to stroke her stomach slowly and she imagined Jordan kissing it while continuing to play with her breasts. Tamera arched her back a little and let out a louder moan of pleasure. She continued to stroke and caress her stomach and breasts for several minutes, thinking about Jordan all the time. All of a sudden she moved her hands in between her legs and began to play with herself. ________________ Roger was at this stage also playing with himself. He had thought he'd been dreaming when he'd seen Tamera strip naked in front of the mirror. Now she was masturbating! And he was watching her! When he'd seen she was going to lie down on the bed he'd prayed she wouldn't pull the curtains. He'd expected she would but when she just laid down on the bed with the curtains wide open he had let out a joyful yelp. He was going to be able to see her! A hot flush of excitement coursed through his body as he continued to pull his pudding. How much semen had he spilled over the twins before? What was a little more going to hurt? He continued staring at Tamera trying not to rush himself. _______________ Tamera caressed her clitoris lightly with the tips of her fingers as her other hand was starting to stroke her labia. Both these actions were causing her to moan in pleasure. Her eyes were shut tight and she was biting her lip a little. Her body was alive with pleasure as her hands continued busying themselves with her sex. Her thoughts were of Jordan caressing her clitoris with his tongue. She imagined him sliding his tongue inside her and start to flick it gently. Fuelled with this thought Tamera slipped two fingers inside her sopping wet pussy and started to slowly slide them in and out. She let out a low groan and began to arch her back a little higher with each stabbing thrust. Her other hand had started to slowly stroke her clitoris. She was beginning to moan more openly now, her body squirming on the bed sheets as her clitoris hummed in pleasure. Instead of imagining Jordan devouring her hot naked writhing body she thought of Tia's boyfriend Tyreke. She'd always had a thing for him and it was the only secret she'd ever kept from Tia. Tamera imagined being sprawled over the hood of some type of sports car while a greasy, sweaty Tyreke was plunging his penis deep inside her. It was rough sweaty sex fuelled by pure lust. With two fingers embedded in her pussy Tamera began to flick them in a come-hither motion as she found her G-spot. The pleasure was beginning to build to a crescendo as images of Tyreke flashed through her mind. She let out a harsh sobbing cry and her body jerked as an orgasm rocked her body. She continued to finger herself and it wasn't long before a second wave of incredible pleasure engulfed her body. She let out another harsh cry. As she lay there panting, her fingers still inside her, a startled voice broke her reverie. "Tamera! What are you doing!!" Tamera recognised the voice. It was Tia. She flicked her eyes open and grinning sexily at Tia. "What does it look like?" _____________________ Roger had continued to watch Tamera while stroking his penis. He needed no imagination to get his rocks off. He had all he needed right there in front of him. He saw Tamera writhe in pleasure and watched her stroke her body. God how many times had he dreamed of doing that! He was starting to stroke himself with more urgency now. His own orgasm was building. He saw Tamera finger herself and this set him over the edge. He cried out in pleasure as he ejaculated. Panting in pleasure he wiped the sweat from his brow. He was spent. Spent but very, very content. As he got himself together he once again looked into the Twins room at Tamera. She was still playing with herself. She then arched her back and he saw her shudder. She came! He'd seen her orgasm! He stopped looking for a minute as he thought he'd heard a door slam shut. He strained to hear if anyone was in his house. Not a sound. He returned his attention to the twins' room. He saw Tamera was talking to someone and the next minute he saw it was Tia. "Busted!" he called. But then another thought crossed his mind...what if...what if Tia decided to join Tamera. What if...His mind raced with the possibilities. The twins in a little girl on girl action? "Oh please God let it be so..please!" He felt his flaccid penis begin to twitch into life and turned his attention back towards the twins' room. Unfortunately for Roger all he saw was Tia shutting the bedroom curtains, a scowl on her pretty face. "Fuck!" Roger spat His frustration was palpable. Who knows what he was missing. Just as he'd expected it had been Tia who'd shut the curtains. At this stage his member was fully erect and Roger shrugged to himself. "Be a shame to waste it right?" With that he closed his eyes and began stroking his cock. It was quite obvious what he was going to be thinking about now wasn't it? He never heard his bedroom door open... Sister, Sister Ep. 02 This is an Adult parody based on the show Sister, Sister. Those Under 18 should not read it. All Characters portrayed in this story are 18 years old or older. Episode Two – Sisters Are Doing It For Themselves Tia Landry had had a really, really rough day. As she manoeuvred the Camero into the driveway of Ray Campbell's plush suburban house she was close to tears. The unthinkable had happened. She'd broken up with Tyreke. Things hadn't been going well between them for several weeks but she'd not expected things to fall apart so quickly. She took a tissue out of the box on the dashboard and wiped her eyes. She sat there for a minute and tried to regain her composure. When she got inside, like Tamera before her, she'd called out for Lisa or Ray. She got no reply. However she heard someone moaning and groaning. Cocking her ear she could tell it certainly wasn't in pain. Had Lisa got someone over with her? She cautiously ascended the stairs, a slim ebony princess clad in her Cheerleading outfit, which gave anyone who cared, and many guys in her school did rest assured, ample view of her coltish legs. The noises were coming from her bedroom. The last thing that Tia had expected to see when she went into her bedroom was her twin sister lying buck naked on her bed masturbating. It's not that she hadn't seen it before but for Tamera to be doing it so openly oblivious to the fact that it was the middle of the day...well that was what really hit her for six. "Tamera! What are you doing!" To which her twin sister had cheekily replied. "What does it look like?" " I know what it looks like Tamera...but what the hell? If Mom or Ray walked in right now what would you do? I could hear you downstairs. I mean Lisa isn't deaf y'know" Tamera sat up on the bed, her silky black hair falling around her shoulders, her body glistening with perspiration. Tia had to admit that Tamera looked really sexy sitting like that. A little flush of yearning flashed through her body. "Chill out Tia...Lisa is out with a client and Ray is going to be late too. Nobody was going to walk in and catch me doing this...do you think I'm stupid or something? Didn't you see the note Lisa left for us? And what are you doing home now? Shouldn't you be at Cheerleading practice?" Tia walked over to the window and pulled the curtains. She looked over her shoulders and sourly replied; "Funny Tamera I was about to ask you the same thing. And no I didn't see Lisa's note. I thought you were up here with Jordan screwing right under Lisa's nose. Which wouldn't surprise me with you Tamera." The venom in Tia's voice genuinely shocked Tamera. "Whoa Tia who put the bug up your butt." Tia softened a little as she heard the hurt in Tamera's voice "I'm sorry Tamera. I've just had a really lousy day." She moved over to her bed and collapsed onto it. She sat up and removed her shoes and socks. Tamera fished out a white t-shirt and put it on. She walked over to Tia and sat down on her bed. "Well Tia it couldn't be worse then my day. You want to know the reason why I didn't go to cheerleading? Well I found out that Diavian tried to put a move on Jordan at the Homecoming dance. I'll tell you girl it nearly went of in the corridor before Math. Here I though she was my best friend, besides you of course, and all the while she wanted my guy. Oh you know I'd kick her ass!" Tia looked at Tamera and smiled sadly. "I broke it off with Tyreke." Silence enveloped the room. Tamera looked stunned; "You broke it off with Tyreke? How? When? Why?" Tia stood up and began pacing the floor. It was a habit of hers when she was flustered. " I really don't want to talk about it. I was just getting ready to go to Cheerleading when he came to school and we talked...well I did the talking really. We just kept fighting all the time we were together. We just weren't having fun anymore, y'know? It wasn't worth it." Tamera looked hurt at this blow off; "C'mon Tia...I'm your sister...you can tell me...was it because of Brett?" The Brett in question was Brett Douglas who was Captain of the football team, a dashing 6'2" Quarterback who every girl in school would give their eye-teeth to be with. Tia was giving him help with Math after school, and Tyreke had flipped out. He'd gone into a jealous rage and seemed convinced that Tia was going to run off with Douglas. Tia had to admit that Brett was very, very cute and she also would admit she'd had a crush on him. But she was in love with Tyreke, or so she thought. The way he'd been acting though made her question her feelings for him. She never expected Tyreke to be so...insecure. Nothing had happened with Brett, nor was it likely to, considering he was dating Larissa Morgan who was the perky blonde captain of the "A" Cheerleading squad. Besides Tia didn't really know how she felt about Brett. The final straw for Tia had come at Homecoming when Tyreke had drunk half a bottle of Jack Daniels and proceeded to pressure Tia into dropping Brett's Math grinds, threatening to dump her if she didn't. When she'd refused to they'd had a monumental fight outside of the school. A drunken Tyreke had screamed accusations at her, convinced she'd slept with Douglas. Finally she'd just left. Today when Tyreke had shown up at the school she'd avoided a fight with him but she'd dumped him. Tia sighed and untied her hair from its ponytail. She sat up on her bed beside Tamera and with a heavy sigh spoke; "Oh Tamera...I don't know. I mean I like Brett. He's a really nice guy. I mean he's not like the other jocks in school. He's actually pretty smart and funny. But nothing's going to happen with him, even if I really wanted it to. I don't know why Tyreke couldn't see that. He just didn't trust me at all.. y'know." Tamera looked at Tia with concern. "Tia, you did the right thing. You can't let Tyreke run your life. Remember how he reacted when he first met Roger? Remember he wanted to flatten him until he realised that you were just friends? Maybe you two need time apart to figure out your problems. If you are meant to be together then...well then things will work out" Tia put her head on Tamera's shoulder and whispered; "You're right sis...thanks." She lifted her head and planted a tender kiss on Tamera's cheek, before she returned her head to her sisters' shoulder. Tamera put her hand on Tia's head and began to stroke her hair feeling her sisters' warm breath on her neck. She looked down and saw Tia's skirt had ridden up her thigh exposing her cotton panties. She felt a hot flush run through her body and felt her nipples harden. God...this was her sister...she shouldn't be feeling like this. Should she? She was torn between longing and disgust. Paralysed all she could do was continue to play with Tia's hair. She heard Tia moan a little as her hand grazed Tia's ear. When she felt the hand stroke her thigh her paralysis broke. She looked up and Tia was staring at her. Before she knew what was happening they were locked in a tender embrace. Tia had felt the same as Tamera. She was torn between wanting to and feeling guilt for wanting to. It had been when she'd looked down at Tamera's naked waist and the patch of hair between her legs and felt Tamera's fingertips graze her ear, that she'd let out a little moan and all her inhibitions vanished. She draped her hand onto Tamera's leg and began stroking the inside of her thigh softly. Before she knew it they had started kissing. As they kissed each other, both twins feelings of guilt receded. . They were not new to this. They'd kissed on numerous occasions. It had never gone beyond that though. Both girls had wanted to take things further, but the opportunity had never presented itself before. Until now that is. Now it just felt right. ___________________ They broke their embrace and Tia smiled wanly at her sister. "When will Ray and Lisa be home?" Tamera just looked at Tia with a sexy smile dancing on her lips; "Not till later..." Tia returned the smile; "So we won't be interrupted?" Tamera grinned and slapped her sister playfully; "Lock the door if you want." Tia hopped off the bed and went over to the door, shutting it gently and turning the lock. She turned around to see Tamera lift the white t-shirt over her head exposing her chest. Tia smiled at Tamera and started to strip off her clothes. Within seconds she was naked and sitting down beside Tamera again. Tia ran the palm of her hand over Tamera's cheek. Tamera closed her eyes and let out a little sigh. Tia moved closer to her sister and tenderly kissed her cheek. Tamera sighed again and moved her hand onto Tia's leg. She began to run her fingers up and down the inside of Tia's shapely thigh causing Tia to let out a little moan which Tamera silenced by placing her lips on Tia's. The twins kissed tenderly at first their passion growing stronger by the minute. Tia gently pushed Tamera back onto the bed and lay down besides her, her silky black hair sprawled over one shoulder draped on Tamera's shoulder. She lowered her head and began to kiss Tamera deeply. Tamera responded to her sisters' actions with alacrity, sliding her tongue into Tia's mouth. The twins, bodies and tongues entwined, were oblivious to the world around them. Tia broke off the kiss and licked her lips. She looked down at her sister; "Want to stop?" The look in Tamera's eyes said it all. Draping her arms around her sisters neck Tamera pulled Tia back down to her and the two began to kiss even more passionately, tongues swirling in unison. Tia began to run her hands up and down her sisters' legs, coming close to but not actually touching her pussy. Tamera moaned at her sister's touch and kissed her even more deeply, her hands exploring her sisters back and inevitably caressing her butt. Tia giggled a little at her sister's touch and broke off the kiss. "Oh so that's how you wanna play it, huh?" Tamera just stared back with a cute little grin on her face and stuck out her tongue; "You know it girl!" This set the twins off giggling. Tia began nuzzling Tamera's neck as her sister continued stroking her back and ass. Tia slid further down Tamera's body and began to kiss and lick her breasts, running her tongue around the aureole of each breast. This drew audible gasps from her sister who in turn clenched her sisters' butt a little. Tia's free hand was still exploring Tamera's thighs with her hands but every now and then she'd let them slide over Tamera's pussy and which was now very moist. Her other hand cupped her sisters breasts and began squeezing them in turn. Tamera's body was on fire. All her problems with Diavian were forgotten as her body responded to Tia's ministrations. Likewise Tia had forgotten about Tyreke, concerned only with sating her sisters (and her own) desires. She'd dreamt of this so many times and it was proving to be better than she could have imagined. As she continued sucking and licking Tamera's nipples she ran her hand over her own pussy and began to stroke her clitoris. After several seconds of this she felt her hand being lifted off it and replaced by Tamera's. She gasped as she felt her sister slide two fingers inside her now sopping snatch. Taking this as her cue she placed her now free hand on Tamera's pussy. Sliding two fingers inside Tamera she began to slide them in and, while stroking Tamera's clitoris with her thumb. Tamera gasped audibly; "Oh God...Tia...that feels soooo good." Tia silenced Tamera by kissing her deeply. Once again their tongues danced in each other's mouths. Tia cupped Tamera's right breast with her hand and began to suck and bite her nipples gently. This drew more moaning from her sister. Tamera's fingers began to stab a little faster in and out of Tia's pussy, which drew louder moans from Tia. Both girls could feel that they were on the brink of orgasm. It was Tamera who came first. A wave of indescribable pleasure washed over her as her body went rigid. She let out a loud moan and her body went slack. She was sheened with sweat but utterly satisfied. Tia was on the brink of orgasm her self when her sister came. She felt the muscles of Tamera's pussy contract around her two fingers and marvelled at the feeling. As Tamera's body went slack she felt Tamera's fingers withdraw from her. Dismayed she took Tamera's hand and guided it back to her pussy. Tamera stopped this, looked at her and smiled evilly. "I have a much better idea." With that she pushed Tia onto her back and climbed on top of her sister. Tia's chest rose and fell rapidly as Tamera lowered her head and kissed her sister deeply, raking her fingers through Tia's hair. With that she began kissing and sucking her breasts slowly making her way down to Tia's belly. Tia was now in ecstasy., moaning in pleasure as Tamera inched her way closer to the Promised Land. She understood now what Tamera had meant, and she had no intention of resisting. Tamera began flicking her tongue around the entrance to Tia's snatch, which drew gasps from her twin. Sensing Tia's impatience to come, she wasted little time. She began to flick her tongue around Tia's clitoris while stroking her thighs with her fingertips. This was driving Tia wild, as evidenced from her frenzied moaning and writhing. Tamera looked up and saw Tia, eyes closed and biting her lip, fondling her breasts. A light film of perspiration adorned her forehead. Tamera returned her attention to the task at hand. As she continued licking Tia's clitoris she slid three fingers inside her well-lubricated pussy and began stroking around her g-spot. That was enough to set Tia over the edge, and she came, her pussy clamping down on Tamera's stabbing fingers. Moaning in pleasure she arced her back and then collapsed on the bed, panting hard. As she'd come Tamera had started sucking on her clitoris. ___________________ The twins dozed in each other's arms, absorbing each others body heat satisfied beyond belief. They cuddled a little before Tamera spied the clock on Tia's bedside table. It said 6.30. She sat up "Tia, we'd better get cleaned up. It's getting late. Ray and Lisa will be home soon." Tia looked up and put her hand on Tamera's thigh. "Ok. You want to take a shower?" Tamera shook her head; "It's too late for that now." Tia lay back down on the bed and began playing with her navel. She looked up as Tamera was grabbing a towel; "Tamera? Was it like you thought it would be?" Tamera turned around and looked directly at Tia, a dreamy smile on her face; "Tia...it was better then I could ever have imagined" Both girls just stood smiling at each other without saying a word, before the voice of Ray Campbell broke the silence; "Tia, Tamera, Lisa. Is anyone home?" With that Tamera skipped across the room, knelt down on the bed and planted a little kiss on Tia's lips. "I call the shower first" With that she skipped out of the room and into the shower. Tia sat up and quickly got dressed. She could hear Ray was coming up the stairs. Sister, Sister Ep. 03 This is an Adult parody based on the show Sister, Sister. Those Under 18 should not read it. All characters portrayed in this story are 18 years of age or older. * Episode Three – A Birthday Present For Roger Lisa Landry couldn't believe what she saw when she opened the door of Roger Evans bedroom. There was Roger sitting in the corner, naked from the waist down, eyes closed with his fully erect penis in his right hand. She could only stare as Roger, completely oblivious to the fact he was being watched, continued to masturbate. She'd gotten a call from Rogers' mom this morning. Ivy Evans was wondering if it would be possible for Lisa or maybe Ray to call in to check up on Roger to see if he was Ok. They were in Vermont on business and Roger had a really bad case of the flu. Plus it was his eighteenth birthday and when Ivy had talked to him he'd been pretty down. Lisa thought to herself. "Well Ivy, from what I can see...I think he might be more up than down now." Of course Lisa had agreed to check in on Roger, and had even made him a casserole in case he felt better. She'd been very quiet as she'd tiptoed through the house, and had been even quieter as she'd opened the door of his bedroom. Just in case he was asleep. But as she could see he was most definetly up and about. Her eyes drifted from Rogers face to his penis. "Damn the boy is hung!" She felt an ache in between her legs as she gazed longingly at Rogers cock. She had to snap herself out of this. It was Roger after all! Very carefully she closed the door hoping that she wouldn't bring any attention to herself. Thankfully she managed to do this. As she stood outside Rogers door she tried to get the image of his penis out of her head. The ache emanating from her pussy was a constant now. She hadn't had a man since she'd dated Ray and that had been at least three months ago now. The sight of Roger pumping his large member reminded her how badly she wanted, no needed, sex. But with Roger? She couldn't. He was the same age as Tia and Tamera. He was just a boy. 'Still that boy got one big boppin' cock." she whispered to herself. Lisa was in a quandary. What could she do? The rational part of her mind was telling her to leave and she nearly did; she turned and headed for the stairs. But the impulsive part of her mind drifted back to Roger and the prospect of scratching the itch between her legs. She began to argue with herself then. Hell he was eighteen. It wasn't illegal. Besides who was going to know about it? She'd left a note saying she wouldn't be back until later, she could arrive back at any time she wished. But what if Roger didn't want to? "Girl, you think that boy in there ever had a woman...puuuhlease...he'll be all over you like a bee to honey." She smiled a little at this, and headed back towards the door. As she did an image of her lying naked on the bed with Roger plunging his monster penis inside her flashed before her eyes. Lisa felt a flash of longing throughout her body. She realised what she was going to do; "O.k. if he's still playing with himself when I open the door next then I'm gonna do it. A dick is a dick after all." Lisa hesitated for a moment and then opened the door a little. She could see that Roger was still jerking himself off. On seeing his bloated penis one more time the matter was settled. She pushed the door open and walked inside and with a mixture of mock anger and shock in her voice, shrieked; "Aaaaaahhh!!! Roger Evans.. Now tell me you ain't gonna to be doin' that nasty thing to yourself in front of me...you dirty, dirty little boy." Roger literally fell out of his seat with the shock. ___________________ Roger had no idea that Lisa Landry was watching him stroking himself. Eyes closed and dick in hand he was imagining Tamera stripping and masturbating in exactly the same way as she'd been doing as he'd spied on her. Only this time, as she was playing with herself, he had imagined himself, not Tia, walking into the room. This was the most vivid dream Roger had ever had. Here was Tamera Campbell lying fully naked on the bed in front of him, her hair splayed all over the pillows, her eyes closed tight. Her naked body was a dream to behold. As when he'd spied on her his gaze was drawn to the triangular patch of hair in between her legs. He could see Tamera was flushed with lust, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Little moans of pleasure escaped her throat. He could see her body was coated in sweat and that her nipples were fully erect. He saw her hands manipulating her clitoris and stabbing into her pussy. He looked down at her and asked; "Would you like me to give you a hand?" The luscious black beauty fondling herself on the bed looked up at him and licked her lips; "Ohh Roger....not with your hand....with your cock....I really, really want your cock Roger. Sink it in me...fill me with it....make me come...Hurrrrry Roger...God I need it sooooo badly." She writhed on the bed running her free hand over her breasts and closed her eyes again. In his imagination, Roger began to undress and only his boxer shorts kept him from being fully nude. He saw that Tamera was looking at him again with hungry eyes; hungry for his penis. Roger's cock sprang forth as he lowered his boxer shorts. Fully erect it was an impressive sight and it had obviously impressed Tamera as her eyes widened when she saw it. "Oh God...it's huge Roger..." To which Roger just smirked and knelt down in between Tamera's slim, shapely thighs. "Hold on baby..Roger Evans is 'bout to rock your world" As he guided his cock towards her pussy he saw Tamera's hand reach up for it. An obscene smile was plastered on Rogers's lips as he continued to jerk himself off. He never noticed the door opening or the figure entering the room. That was when his fantasy was broken by the shrill cries of Lisa Landry. _____________________ Lisa stood staring at Roger as he fumbled with his pants and fumbled with his words. She had obviously scared the hell out of him. The way he'd jumped up from his chair you'd think the poor boy had been electrocuted. It was all Lisa could do to stop from laughing. She had managed somehow; just. As Roger was continuing to stumble and fumble with his clothes he gasped; 'Oh God Ms Landry...I'm so sorry...Jesus...I...I ...I didn't know anyone was here...Oh God....Please...I'm sorry." Lisa, still pretending she was mad, continued to shriek; "You sorry...you sorry...what about me Roger? You say your sorry but that don't change the fact I saw what I just did. You know I'm a deeply sensitive woman Roger....seeing that...seeing you do that...could have given me a heart attack." Roger had finally manoeuvred his now rapidly deflated penis into his boxer shorts. He stuttered more apologies at Lisa who just raised her hand; " I ain't finished yet...you know your momma told me to come over here and check you out 'cos she was worried 'bout you. She said you were real sick. She was really worried about you. Well looks like she was worrying over nothing 'cos you don't look like you're too sick to me. I ain't never seen no sick man do what you were doing. Maybe your mom would like to know what you were doing here..Huh..You think? Maybe I should call her..." With that Lisa turned on her heel and headed for the door. Roger was nearly in tears now and he cried after her; "No Lisa...Ms Landry...please don't do that...Please...Look I'm really sorry..." Lisa turned and shot him an evil stare; "Did you just call me Lisa? It's Ms Landry to you. So not only are you a dirty little man but you're also a cheeky one. Well I guess your Mom will be REAL interested to hear that." Lisa headed down the stairs with a now shocked and tearful Roger trailing her; "Ms Landry...please don't tell my mom...please...look I'm sorry...I'll do anything you want...but please don't tell her.." Lisa stopped dead on the stairs and stared up at Roger with an evil grin on her face. "You'll do anything I say? So if I ask you to...I don't know...say....mow my lawn you'll do it? No matter when I ask you to or how many times?" Roger just nodded his acceptance, to which Lisa replied with mock solemnity; 'Well then I don't think it is necessary for me to ring your mom then. Even though I don't know when I'll ever get over the shock of seeing you...uhhhhh...it doesn't bear thinking about. I might be able to forget about it but that will depend on you Roger. Now come on I think we need to talk more about the chores you will be doing for me over the next few months. To help me forget about this...incident " Lisa brushed past him and returned to his room. Roger breathed a sigh of relief. He'd dodged a major bullet there. Still shaking and with knees like jelly he followed Lisa back into his bedroom. ___________________ Lisa walked into Roger's room and looked around. It was your average teenage boys room. Typically the bed was unmade. Still it was the only place she could sit, and she slid her ample frame onto it, the bedsprings creaking as she did. Roger just stood there looking at her, calmer now but visibly shaking a little. Lisa began talking to Roger; "Now you know that what you were doing was nasty don't you Roger?" Roger, who was staring at the floor, nodded. "So we are in agreement then that you will do some things for me to make up for what I saw?" Again Roger just nodded dumbly, not even looking at Lisa who had unbuttoned two buttons of her blouse. 'Ok Roger then there is something I want you to do for me now. Roger... ROGER." Roger stopped staring at the floor and looked directly at Lisa. She was staring directly at him with her head cocked and a strange look in her eyes. "I said there is something I want for you to do for me now." Roger was all ears now, but totally unprepared for the next five words that left Lisa's mouth. "Take your clothes off Roger" __________________ He couldn't believe what Lisa just said. He was absolutely flabbergasted. So flabbergasted that he didn't move an inch, prompting Lisa to admonish him; "You heard what I said...now don't you go making me say it again 'cos I won't. I'll just march down those stairs and tell your Mom what I saw you doing up here...Maybe I'll even tell Tia and Tamera...I'm sure they'd love to hear about this...and I'm sure everyone in your high school would love to hear about this too." Once Lisa had mentioned the names Tia and Tamera, Rogers's paralysis had broken and he removed his t-shirt. Lisa just stared at him without saying a word or without a flicker of emotion on her face. However she did feel a hot flush of excitement at the sight of his naked upper torso. She thought to herself; "He ain't got a bad body. For a dweeb." Roger was torn between shock and apprehension. Could this really be happening? Could Lisa Landry, this sexy older woman from next door, really be asking him to strip for her? As he pulled down his sweats and underwear he also began to feel a flush of excitement. What would happen next? Lisa stared at Roger's member in awe. Flaccid it must have been at least 7 inches long. She didn't have a tape measure or anything but it was at least the same size as Ray's when he was fully erect. She gulped a little and then slowly stood up. She walked over to Roger and then walked around him studying his body. "Boy's got a nice butt too...he's been working out." Roger shivered as a mixture of anticipation, the cold air and the flu racked his body. He could feel Lisa's eyes boring into him as she walked around him several times. She then stopped directly in front of him and looking straight in his eyes said; "Oh we gonna have some fun tonight" With that he felt her hand on his penis and he groaned as she began to squeeze his balls. With her other hand she grabbed one of his buttocks and pulled him into her. She kissed him passionately, her tongue invading his mouth. Roger was taken aback by this but soon began kissing her back with equal urgency. Her enormous bosom was pressed invitingly against his naked up torso. He grabbed one of her breasts and began to grope it hard. She broke off the kiss and giggled a little; "Take it easy.... take it easy...sssshhh" Roger kept his hand on her ample breast, but stopped groping at it. The two returned to kissing each other, much slower now but none the less passionate. This continued for a couple of minutes before Lisa slipped her hand around the shaft of Roger's penis and led him over to the bed. She motioned for him to sit and as he did she started unbuttoning her blouse. Roger stared at her in awe as she removed her blouse, leaving only a lacy white bra to shroud her magnificent chest. His cock was stiffening rapidly at the prospect of seeing Lisa Landry nude and...well who knew? Lisa ran her hands through her hair, over her bra-encased breasts and down her stomach to her denim skirt, never taking her smouldering eyes off Roger. She whipped the belt off her skirt and allowed it to pool in a heap at her feet, revealing a pair of silk panties. She smiled seductively at Roger and unclasped her bra. As her breasts were released she heard Roger gasp, and she giggled sexily; "Oh you like my big ol' titties, huh?" Roger just nodded and gulped. To which Lisa just laughed a little. "Well if you're a good boy, I just might let you play with them..." Lisa bent down and removed her silk panties, revealing her shaved pussy to Roger. She stood there for a second before she advanced on Roger who was quivering not in fright or anxiety now, but in anticipation. Roger could only groan when he saw Lisa Landry nude. She was not a slim woman by any stretch of the imagination, but he found her sexy as hell. And here she was completely naked. She had amazing breasts. They were huge, with large nipples that were fully erect. They were also pretty perky for someone of her age, but then she'd never had children so... . His train of thought was broken as Lisa sat down beside him and placed her hand on his chest. He in turn reached out and began feeling her breasts. She giggled a little as he did this. The two began to kiss passionately. Roger felt Lisa's hand stroke his upper torso and then move further south towards his cock. She broke of the kiss and pulled his head into her chest. Needing no encouragement Roger began to suck and slurp on Lisa's breasts. She let out little moans and with one of her hands she began stroking his neck. Roger felt her other hand encircle his now raging hard-on and begin to stroke it. He closed his eyes and moaned a little. As her hand slid up and down his shaft he began to bite on Lisa's nipples a little. This caused her to groan a little, and she began to pump his shaft a little harder. Roger started kissing Lisa's neck as she continued jerking him off. He couldn't believe that this was happening. He'd never, ever dreamed that this would happen. Well, that wasn't true, he HAD dreamed of this, but now that it was happening... Lisa pulled Roger's head closer to hers and they started kissing again. It was slower, but very passionate. As their tongues explored each other's mouth he felt Lisa removing her hand from his penis. She broke off the kiss and slid off the bed, kneeling down in between his legs. She wasn't going to was she? Roger thought "Oh God...Please say it is so." That was when Lisa went down on him. _______________ Lisa guided the bulbous head of Rogers muscular black pole into her mouth. She immediately began to slurp on it, never taking her eyes off Rogers' face. As she ran her fingernails over his thighs and belly she saw him arc his back and let out a grateful moan. She continued to slurp on his cock-head while massaging his belly with her fingernails. His girth was very thick, certainly the thickest Lisa had ever had, and she knew it would be very difficult to slide much of this shaft into her mouth. Still she was excited at the prospect and quickly began to bob her head up and down Roger's penis, accepting a little bit more of it at a time, her tongue swirling around his cock. She began to hum as she sucked and licked, hearing Roger moan a little bit more. She was starting to get aroused herself now, and she removed her hand from Roger's belly and slid it down her body to her clitoris. She was slurping on his cock now and making little contented sighs which just helped to increase Roger's excitement _________________ Roger was gasping in pleasure now. He'd never gotten this far with any woman. It was all he could do to stop himself from exploding in her mouth he was so excited. He looked down at her and their eyes made contact. She averted her gaze to his belly and Roger caught sight of her hand slowly descending towards her clitoris. He gasped a little at this, as he thought; "God...She's getting off on this!!!" He watched as she began to play with herself, her hand manipulating her clitoris as she continued to fellate him. He saw her lift her other hand off the base of his penis and descend to his balls. With her long fingernails she began to squeeze and tickle them; rolling them around the palm of her hand before sliding her thumb in between them and stroking them with it. All Roger could do was moan, thinking to himself; "God I don't think I'm going to last much longer" ___________________ Lisa continued to suck Roger off for another minute or so before she withdrew his cock from her mouth. Sensing Roger's disappointment she cooed; "Lie down on the bed sugar, and let Lisa take care of you." At this stage Roger was willing to do anything Lisa wanted. Lying on the bed, he watched as Lisa clambered on top of him and lowered herself down onto his penis. Despite her apprehension as to her ability to accept his size, she found that she was able to take his entire length inside her. Having successfully done this Lisa began to pump her hips, causing Roger to groan as she grinded down on his cock. Lisa was feeling really hot now and was really going for it. Her huge tits bounced up and down as she rode Roger hard, one hand clasped the headboard of his bed, and the other began to stroke her clitoris, which was humming like crazy. Roger was moaning and groaning now as Lisa was bouncing up and down on his cock. He saw her huge tits jiggling and unable to stop himself he reached out and grabbed for them, groping them as hard as he could. Lisa let out a little cry and lay forward a little, allowing Roger even easier access to her tits. Roger was beginning to feel himself reaching the end and he began to thrust himself into her as hard as he could, causing Lisa in turn to cry out loud. She was now close to orgasm herself and knew it wouldn't be long before she came. Roger let out a strangled cry of lust as he felt his cock explode inside Lisa's pussy, filling it with his hot and sticky emission. Lisa continued to ride Roger's cock and within a matter of seconds she had arched her back and let out a shriek of pleasure as her whole body was engulfed in pleasure. She collapsed panting onto Rogers prone, sweat sticky body. ___________________ The two of them remained in each other's arms bodies tingling in pleasure for what seemed like hours. Neither of them said a word, content to just enjoy the heat from each others bodies. Lisa was nuzzling Roger's neck while her hand was stroking his chest. Roger was just lying there with a shit-eating grin plastered on his lips. He couldn't believe what had just happened but he did know one thing. His birthday had turned out to be a lot better then he had expected! Sister, Sister, Mean Sister I was barely 18, just out of high school the year my sister Florence came to live with Mom and me. Florence was my half sister from my Dad's first marriage. I really didn't know her growing up, just visits maybe 2-3 times per year. She mostly ignored me, I considered her to be a stuck up snot to be honest. She grew up being cared for by my Aunt, after Dad died Mom just couldn't handle Florence and me both. I was pretty mellow, Florence was a handful, boys, drinking, into something all the time. My Aunt lived on a farm way out in the country so that put quite a damper on Florence's exploits. Now I had to put up with her underfoot all the time. Every morning she would go into the bathroom and lock the door. It would be a solid hour before she came out, plastered with makeup, looking like she was going somewhere even though she wasn't. Just a pain in the ass, mostly. Add in that she seemed to delight in finding something about me to put down, treating me like a little kid because she was 3 years older than me. My life became simply miserable. Florence got the big bedroom upstairs, too. That meant I was out in the main room, more like a dormitory than a room. When Dad was alive he logged our place, the crew that worked for him spent 5 nights each week at the house, and they used the big main room. The side bedroom was on the left at the top of the stairs, it had a door. The big room on the right had nothing, no privacy at all. So on top of everything else, I lost my nice private room, that pissed me off. One thing about the upstairs was the ceiling. It was just wooden boards, not even painted. The old house was never finished. The boards had gaps about a half inch wide between them. They were probably fairly tight when put in but the lumber was green, so they all shrank some as they dried out over the years. I knew that from up in the attic I could see right down into the upstairs floor. That was because I stored my toys and comic books and a few other books I didn't want Mom to know about up there. The opening to the attic was just a wooden cover, to get up there I had to stand on the bed and pull myself up. Easy to do, I was young and strong. So one night I was laying in bed, I could see the light under the door from the room that Florence was in. I had one of my books and a flashlight under the covers, as close as I could get to privacy. Then a thought popped into my head. I hopped up, quietly, and lifted the attic cover and set it aside. Then I swung my legs up and into the opening. Being careful to step just on the beams I worked my way across to over Florence's room. I could see the light from in there shining through the cracks. Working my way into position, I peeked down and there stood Florence in front of a mirror. She had on blue jeans and just her bra. I was instantly hard as a rock! I sat quietly for a long time as she fiddled with her hair, messed around with jars and lotions. Then she reached behind her back and tripped the bra!! Her smallish little titties swung into view, they were capped with dark nipples. She lifted them with both hands, turned one way, then the other, admiring herself in the mirror. Then she did something I thought was odd, she pinched her nipples between her thumb and forefinger and rolled them. I could see part of her face from my angle, her expression looked like it hurt like hell? Then she suddenly stopped, pulled her jeans down and off. I saw her fanny in a pair of plain white panties for just a few seconds, as she walked over the the switch and turned out the light. I sat there quiet as a mouse until I heard her breathing steady, then I sneaked back to the attic opening and slipped down to my bed. I whacked off furiously thinking about Florence's titties. I had to do it under the covers, and I didn't want to make a mess so I had a washcloth I kept handy. For several weeks, that became a ritual. I watched as Florence sometimes lay back on the bed, rolling her nipples with both hands and squeezing her legs together tightly. A couple of times she rolled over on her stomach and thrust her hand down the front of her panties, I could see the muscles of her ass working as she pumped her hips. Those damn white panties were ever present, though. I wanted to see her pussy, see what the hairs looked like. I wanted to see if she looked like the pictures of the girls I had in some of my magazines. Florence still treated me like shit, but now I didn't mind. I was getting my revenge almost every night. Then one night two of her friends showed up. One was Kathy, she was older than me, too. She was a little bit heavy, and wore jeans that looked like someone had jumped up and down on her to get her in them. Her blouse was a plain white one, it looked like a man's short sleeve shirt. The other one was Janet, she was slender, almost too slender. She had on low cut pants, a halter top which left her stomach bare. Kinda sexy, I thought. They all more of less dismissed me as of no importance, off they went to the upstairs room. It wasn't long before there was cackling, loud noises, it sounded like they were having a battle royal up there. Mom was gone to work at the restaurant, she worked the 3 to 11 shift 6 nights a week, part of how I got away with a lot of my escapades. I went to the bottom of the stairs and yelled. "Hey, ya wanna hold it down a little, I am trying to watch TV!" "Shove it up your ass, pipsqueak!" was all I got in response. That pissed me off. I sneaked up the stairs, avoiding the 3rd step from the top that always made a noise. I hopped up on my bed, then climbed across the stringers to over Florence's room. All three of them were sitting on the bed, passing a cigarette back and forth and giggling at the top of their lungs. It took me a moment to realize that that wasn't a cigarette, they were smoking drugs! Mom would have a screaming fit if she found out, I knew. I thought about telling on Florence, but how would I explain that? "Hey, Mom, I was peeking into Florence's room from up in the attic.....?" Yea, sure. To hell with it, I stood up to sneak back out. I bumped my head on the rafters, lost my balance for a second, and stepped off the stringer I was balanced on onto the ceiling boards. I managed to catch myself but not before pushing the board loose an inch or so. Suddenly it was completely quiet. "You MOTHERFUCKING little PERVERTED cocksucking little SON OF A BITCH!!" I heard Florence scream. Oh shit. I scrambled for the attic opening, was just lowering myself down onto the bed when Florence arrived. She stood here with her hands on her hips, glaring at me, Kathy and Janet right behind her. "What the FUCK are you DOING, you perverted little BASTARD?" she yelled. "I was just getting some of my comic books." I managed to whimper. "Yea? Well where the fuck ARE they, you cocksucker?" she screamed, looking down at my empty hands. "I..." was all I managed. "Let's GET him!" Florence said, piling into me and knocking me over onto the bed. I knew I could whip her ass, I was easily as big as she was, but she was a girl, for God's sakes. All my life my Mom pounded into me that men did not hit women, it seemed that Mom had had to put up with some of that when Dad was alive. So Florence was swinging away at me and all I could do was try to block, I was twisting this way and that but her goddamned legs had me clamped so tightly I just couldn't get loose. I tried to grab Florence's arm, ended up with a handful of tit, quickly let go. "Help me!" Florence yelled over her shoulder. They did. Great, now I had all three of them piled on me, no chance in hell. I gave up, let myself go limp. "What should we do with this little PERVERT?" Florence asked, panting as she glared down at me. "Let's pants him." One of them said. That got me to struggling like a madman, a waste of time with the big cow named Kathy holding one arm, Florence straddling me with her damn legs still locked on my waist, then the skinny broad was helping to hold my other arm. I felt hands fumbling at my belt, Janet was working on that with her free hand. I felt the belt give way, then the catch, down went my zipper. Florence leaned forward and put more of her weight on my left arm, Kathy had the other one, she was way too strong. Janet hopped up and tugged, down came my jeans to my knees. "Oh, God. Check out his boxers!" Florence squealed in glee. It hit me I was wearing the set with the fuzzy little animals all over them, goddam Mom and her tastes in clothes. All three of them looked, I turned bright red in shame. "Pull them down, Janet. We got him!" Janet tugged while I tried to press my behind against the bed to stop her, that didn't work. Finally she got them started and stripped them down and off, waving them in the air in victory. I was naked from the waist down! "Oh, look! His little thing is hard as a rock!" Florence shrieked with laughter. So help me I was going to strangle her if I could...just...get...loose. I felt her weight shift off my arm and started to reach around to throw her off me when I felt her hand clamp down on my balls. That brought me to a dead stop. "Move and you lose them." She told me matter of factly. Kathy let go of my arm but I didn't dare move, Florence had a solid grip on my nuts. Janet tossed my boxers on the floor and sat down on the bed. I just lay there helpless. "Gee, it's only about six inches but it's hard as a rock!" she giggled, reaching out and stroking my cock a few times. I tried to will that to go away, with no success. Florence was now sitting on the bed, holding my balls and looking at my cock, Kathy had scooted down to where she could see, too. Janet was rubbing and squeezing it which wasn't helping one damn bit. "Let go of me." I demanded. "Are you done fighting?" I didn't answer, I was thinking about knocking some of her teeth out. Florence squeezed again. "Give!" she insisted. "I give." I said. There was no other possible answer. Florence let go, I just sat there, my face blazing red, my cock pointed straight up. Three girls sitting there looking at me with smirks on their faces. Janet was still playing with it, she actually seemed to be enjoying herself. She reached over and shoved my knee aside, I didn't resist. Hell, by now I was half afraid to. "So how long have you been spying on me?" Florence asked, watching Janet who was now working on my dick pretty hard. "I wasn't." I lied. "You better tell me." Her hand started to reach for me. "All right!..OK! A long time." "How much did you see?" "Pretty much everything..except." "Except what?" Florence was smiling now, her voice took on a different tone. "I..I didn't see your...you know." "No pussy?" I just nodded. "Do you want to?" I nodded again. "Well, come on ladies, let's show the little pervert what he wants." Janet and Kathy both looked at Florence. Janet kept right on pumping, I felt my cock getting bigger. "Oh, come on girls. Let's do it." Florence stood up, grabbed her jeans and down they went. She took her panties right with them. There she stood, black pubic hair neatly trimmed did a good job of covering her up. Kathy hopped up and laughing pulled hers down too. She was chubby, her pussy lips stuck out of her, completely visible, a scruffy looking sparse brown bush failing to cover her. Hell, she even pressed her knees apart some as I sat there and stared. "Come on, Janet!" Florence urged. Janet finally let go of me and stood up, took a deep breath and slid her hip huggers down. There were no panties. No hair, either. That did it, my cock twitched and shot off, splattering all over Florence who was standing right in front of me. "Oh, yuk!" She squealed, jumping back. Kathy and Janet started laughing which kept on into hysterics, as Florence wiped at herself with the washrag that was on the table by my bed. MY washrag, I realized. Then it hit her. "Oh fuck! You little bastard, you jack off into this don't you? It STINKS!!" Then she darted into the bathroom. That helped some, but not much. I sat there in complete shame, my cock wilting. They all pulled their pants back up. "Did you learn your lesson, dickhead?" Florence yelled, coming out of the bathroom with a fresh wet towel. I just nodded meekly, sitting there looking down. They all went back to Florence's room. It was perhaps two hours later when I heard two of them leave, still giggling all the way down the stairs. I figured maybe 20 years and a beard and I would be able to show my face in public. I went back to sleep. I don't know how long it was before a voice woke me up. "Danny?" I stayed quiet. "Danny?" I heard again. "What?" I answered, shaking off the fog of sleep. "Will you come in here a moment?" Florence's voice was soft. I got up and went to her door, tapped. "Come on in." It was dark in there, just the moonlight from outside was shining in. I could make her out, just barely, laying on the bed. "What do you want?" "I was thinking. You could..will you come here?" I walked over to the side of the bed. I realized she was naked, at least her breasts were. "What?" "Will you...please? Roll my nipples? You know, like you..watched me do?" "....What????" "Please, Danny?" Her voice was small, breathless. Oh, why not, I thought. I sat down, reached out and took her nipples between my fingers, rolled them. Florence let out a groan, her hands went between her legs. I didn't see any sign of panties in the dim moonlight. After a bit of that, I felt her hand come down and rub across the front of my boxers. "It's OK, isn't it? We are just half..." I stood up, pulled my boxers down and off. Then I slid up alongside her on the bed. She pulled me forward, her legs spread wide as my hands fumbled to find her sex. I let one finger slip inside, she didn't resist. I leaned forward and sucked on her nipple, as hard as I could. Her head went back, her hips thrust up. "Do it, Danny! Put it in me..please?" Her voice had an urgency to it. I rolled over on top of her, slid inside with ease. "Oh, God. It's so BIG!!" she mumbled. Big? Hell, a few hours ago she was insulting me. What the hell. We are only half brother and sister. I shoved inside her as deeply as I could go, her hips bucked up and her wet pussy mashed against me. Somehow, she didn't seem quite so mean. MGM